#Maestro forte x reader

[francis-writes]

How would the old Disney villains react if they dated someone much younger than them?

Hades It isn't a big deal for him. I mean, he's a god so if he isn't dating somebody immortal, there is always a thousands years age gap.

Jafar I'm sad to say this but he really enjoys this fact but he just treats it as a sign of status and power. Look, he's a Grand Vizier, he's a powerful sorcerer and he has much younger pretty partner! What else he can achieve? (Actually, he has a list of  many other things he can achieve but it's more ruling the world kind of things; in the matters of relationship you're the best one he could find). You tried to explain him that not everything is a matter of status and you just love him as a man, not as a Grand Vizier but he jokingly ask you if it means that you enjoy his personality. But don't worry; Jafar maybe treats you as a prize but it's not the base of your relationship. He actually loves you though he usually can't show it.

Judge Claude Frollo He's a bit embarrassed about it. It was rather normal for men, especially ones of high status, to marry much younger partners but he still feels weird about it. Honestly, he's mainly worried that he won't please you and that you prefer company of men your age. He never was self-conscious, physical appearance was rather a side matter for him but since he started dating you, he often wonders if you like his body.

Maestro Forte He doesn't pay that much attention to your age but there maybe be some conflict if you're quite energetic person and you like to try new things in life. He got used to his reputation of a stern serious man and observing your vitality and happiness may either irritate him or draw him to you. Probably both at the same time.

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pairing. lee chan (dino) x reader genre. fluff. warnings. bestfriends to lovers trope, kissing summary. "Where do you see yourself in the next ten years?", "Hmm, maybe I'll be a famous astronaut" Chan chuckled and asked. "That's cool, but what if... what if I was with you?" word count. 1352 a/n. GUYS! MAESTRO. STREAM. NOW! I wasn't going to post this until later but i had to talk about maestro being such a masterpiece! i had to come here and talk! seventeen always hits hard with their comebacks! I'M CRYINGGGGG! BRB

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The worn swing set creaked as Y/n pushed herself lazily back and forth, the setting sun casting a warm glow on the children's playground. Chan sat beside her, fiddling with a loose shoelace. They'd spent countless afternoons here, building forts, climbing the rusty monkey bars, and forging a friendship that transcended scraped knees and shared ice cream cones.

"Hey, Y/n," Chan started, his voice barely a whisper.

Y/n stopped swinging and tilted her head towards him. "Yeah?"

"Where do you see yourself in the next ten years?"

The question which seemed to come out of nowhere, hung in the air, a foreign concept to their ten-year-old minds. Ten years seemed like an eternity. Y/n pondered, kicking her legs out to propel the swing higher.

"Hmm, maybe I'll be a famous astronaut," she declared, her eyes sparkling with imaginary constellations. "I'll be exploring different planets, discovering new life forms."

Chan chuckled. "That's cool, but what if... what if I was with you?"

His question warmed Y/n's cheeks. "With me, on a spaceship?"

"No, silly," Chan mumbled, avoiding her gaze. "Just... with you, in general."

The sudden shift in seriousness surprised Y/n. She felt a flicker of something new ignite in her chest, something beyond the comfort of a best friend. It was a seed planted that day, buried beneath the innocence of childhood.

.・。.・゜✭・❤・✫・゜・。.

Years flew by like leaves in a whirlwind. They navigated the awkward middle school phase together, Chan with his ever-growing frame and Y/n with her blossoming self-confidence. High school brought a new wave of emotions. Y/n found herself stealing glances at Chan during lunch, admiring the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed, the way his jaw clenched in concentration while studying.

One lazy Sunday afternoon, while sprawled on the living room floor surrounded by college brochures, Y/n decided to play a prank.

"Hey, Chan," she nudged him playfully. "Rumor has it you've had this giant crush on someone since forever. True or false?"

Chan choked on his laughter, spitting out a stray Cheerio. "What?! Who told you that?"

Y/n smirked while building up a lie. "The gossip fairies, obviously. Come on, spill. Who's the lucky girl?"

Chan averted his gaze, cheeks flushing a familiar red. "It's... no one. Just a silly rumor."

"You're telling me that you've had zero crushes your entire life? That's bullshit. Tell me who it is." Chan remained stubbornly silent.

“It’s not like that” Chan shyly replied while burying his face on some random college brochure. 

“Then tell me..” Y/N tried to tickle him, a playful war of wills unfolding between them.

.・。.・゜✭・❤・✫・゜・。.

College brought them to different cities, the constant physical connection severed. Yet, technology bridged the gap. Late-night phone calls, filled with laughter and whispered secrets, kept them close. One particularly lonely night, Y/n mustered up the courage to revisit their childhood question.

"Hey, Channie," she said, her voice soft over the phone line.

"Yeah, Y/n?"

"Do you remember when we were little, sitting on that old swing set?"

“Yeah, you said you wanted to be a famous astronaut” he softly laughed at the irony because you were studying to be a graphic designer.

“True, but do you remember what you said?” Y/n's heart hammered against her ribs. 

That childhood question, once a whisper in the golden light of the setting sun, now hung heavy with unspoken emotions.

"Nope! No. No, I don't," Chan interjected a little too quickly.

Y/n chuckled. "Come on, don't play dumb. We were ten, talking about the future."

"Right, the future," Chan mumbled, his voice strained. "Look, it's getting late, we should probably—"

"Do you remember what you said?" Y/n pressed gently.

Silence. Then, a barely audible whisper, "Yeah, I remember."

"You said you wanted to be with me in the next ten years." The words hung heavy in the air, a shared memory dusted off after years.

"Y/n..."

A pause. Y/n's heart pounded in her chest. "Well, Chan?"

He was in love with her. The weight of that realisation both terrified and thrilled her. It was like a missing puzzle piece finally clicking into place.

.・。.・゜✭・❤・✫・゜・。.

They graduated, entered the 'real world', and found themselves back in the same city. Y/n, now a budding graphic designer, and Chan, pursuing his passion for music. They fell into a comfortable routine, spending weekends catching up, sharing dreams and anxieties.

One evening, walking home from their favourite ramen joint, the city lights painting the night sky, a comfortable silence settled between them. Suddenly, Chan stopped, turning towards her.

"Y/n," he began, his voice serious. "There's something I need to tell you."

Y/n's heart skipped a beat. "What is it?"

He took a deep breath, his eyes searching hers. "I... I've been wanting to tell you something for a long time," Chan finished, his voice barely a whisper. The streetlamp cast a golden glow on his face, highlighting the vulnerability in his eyes. Y/n, her own cheeks burning, felt a nervous flutter in her stomach.

"What is it, Chan?" she prompted, her voice barely above a whisper. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken emotions. Finally, with a rush that took his breath away, Chan blurted out, "I'm in love with you, Y/n. I have been for a long time."

The weight of years lifted from Y/n's shoulders. A soft smile played on her lips. "You just found out?" she teased, mirroring his confession from their phone call years ago.

Chan's surprised laugh was a relief in the tense air. "You... you already knew?"

Y/n nodded shyly. "Maybe a little bit." Their eyes locked, both hesitantly reaching out, fingers brushing against each other like a test of the waters. The touch sent a spark of electricity through them, a jolt that ignited a dormant fire.

Suddenly, a loud car horn blared, startling them apart. They both burst into laughter, the tension dissipating into nervous energy.

"So," Y/n said, a playful glint in her eyes, "what are you going to do about it?"

Chan grinned, his eyes twinkling with a newfound confidence. "Well, how about we start with this?"

Before Y/n could react, he leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a hesitant peck. It was a simple touch, barely a brush of skin, but it sent a shiver of excitement down her spine.

They pulled back, both breathless. Y/n looked up at him, her eyes searching his. The spark was undeniable.

"Again," she whispered, her voice barely a breath.

Chan didn't hesitate this time. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs gently stroking her cheeks. His kiss was different this time, deeper, filled with unspoken emotions they had both kept buried for years. It was a meeting of finally acknowledged feelings, a slow burn igniting into a passionate dance.

They pulled away slowly, foreheads resting together. The night air buzzed with the unspoken promises hanging between them.

"Wow," Y/n breathed, a shaky smile on her lips.

"Yeah," Chan murmured, his voice husky. "Wow."

They stood there for a moment, lost in the afterglow of their first real kiss. The streetlight seemed to dim just a fraction, creating a world of their own under the city lights.

"So," Y/n began, a playful smile returning to her face. "Does this mean no more pretending you don't remember the swing set incident?"

Chan chuckled, a low rumble in his chest. "Maybe I can make it up to you. Next time, the ten year plan will be a bit more specific."

Y/n laughed, leaning into him. "I like the sound of that."

Their future, once a fuzzy blur, was now starting to take shape, coloured by a newfound certainty. The childhood promise whispered on a swing set had finally blossomed into something real, a love story finally finding its voice.

As they walked hand-in-hand towards their home, the city lights twinkled above, a silent witness to the beginning of something beautiful – a love story ten years in the making.

[francis-writes]

You could write some the nsfw headcanons about old Disney villains (like Master Forte, Claude Frollo, etc)

Judge Claude Frollo This man is secretly very kinky and no one can change my mind (a priest in the streets, freak in the sheets or however they say). He still tries to deny it and keep his reputation of pious man so if you want to try something new, you have to suggest it yourself. Frollo probably won't refuse or at least he won't be hesitating for a long time. After all, he's horny. In my opinion, Claude is a dom but if you manage to convince him to try it, he will enjoy being occasionally pegged by you. He's not only a dom but also a sadist. He will tie you up and whip your back, especially if you disobeyed him earlier that day. Frollo wants you to call him "Your honor" or "Master" during the act or while counting the hits. Afraid of public sex (again, he doesn't want to destroy his reputation) but he may take you to the torture rooms once or twice Despite his cold and cruel facade, he's a king of aftercare. Always makes sure you're okay after everything he had done to you, brings you something to drink or a towel to clean you. Also, he loves to cuddle after a heated session, placing soft kisses on your forehead (if you run your fingers through his hair, he will melt under your touch)

Maestro Forte He can be a pillow princess usually, just laying on the bed and waiting for you to worship him. He has a praise kink and want to hear you talk about his talent, how smart and handsome he is. When you lay together and relax between rounds, Maestro like to sit by the organ (still completely naked) and play whatever comes to his mind. It may seem strange but for you these artistic performances are kinda cute. They show that he's in a good mood or sometimes are a way for him to admit his feelings for you. Forte prefers vanilla sex. If you ask him to be rougher with you, he won't have anything against it, he just prefer to go slow and focus on every sensation. He likes to have you in his lap, it gives him good access to your body. He has a delicate  hands and gently caresses your body with them. As we are talking about Maestro's hands... he's a musician so he has a very skilled fingers and he knows how to use to make you squirm.

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[francis-writes]

You could write some fluff about old Disney villains (like Master Forte, Claude Frollo, etc).

A/N: I hope you will enjoy it - I didn't write fluff in a long time and I'm not sure if I did it properly

Judge Claude Frollo He loves to spoil you. As a minister of justice, he's really wealthy but before meeting you, he he had nothing to spend these money on. Now Frollo treats you like a royalty and he gives you whatever you want. At the beggining of your relationship he keeps this cold and austere manner but when you finally get close to each other, he becomes more and more affectionate towards you. Claude still avoids showing his feelings in public (he needs to keep his reputation as a public oficial)  but in his private chambers he loves to cuddle with you. That man is touch starved and he simply melts under your touch. He's a little spoon and he usually falls asleep when you wrap your arms around him. He just feels so peaceful and relaxed. Sometimes you ask him to read for you. Listening to his deep baritone voice is pure pleasure, especially when he reads while you two lay in bed, you rest your head on his chest and he puts his arm around you.

Maestro Forte His love language is music. Maestro often composes songs for you (in your opinion they are rather depressive but that's just what he thinks is romantic). In general, most of the time you spend together, he just plays your favourite melodies for you (if you want something happy, he may complain a bit but he will play it for you and enjoy the smile on your face) He tends to be jealous, especially about prince Adam or Belle. Maestro doesn't like when you spend too much time with them. He prefers to be alone with you. It's both because he wants your undivided attention and because he's afraid you will leave him for someone younger and more handsome. Forte enjoys having long conversation with you, on any topic. He loves spending time with you by the fireplace and listening about your day.

Jafar Something fluffy about him, hmmm.... the main reason of his plotting is of course Jafar's hunger for power, but his second motivation - that he won't tell you about - is you. He wants to make you royalty, to give you all the treasures in the world and he wants to hear that your proud of him. Adding to that, he def has a praise kink (but lets keep the nsfw headcanons for another time). Jafar pretends that he doesn't care about anybody's opinion but he really loves to hear when you Jafar teaches you sorcery. It's a very nice gesture, especially that he wouldn't decide to share his knowledge with any other person. He doesn't share his secrets just as he doesn't share his power - but Jafar thinks you're worry of learning some impressing spells and rituals. It may be a trifle but I can't stop thinking about this one scene when Iago takes out portrait of him and Jafar and well, I think you two also have a portrait together (you and Jafar, not you and Iago... but whatever you please). He likes to look at it when you can't meet - even though it rarely happens. Actually you spend most of the time together because you work as Jafar's accomplice assistant which is probably better job than being a servant in palace (at least in physical matters; mentally it can be exhausting)

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[francis-writes]

Can I ask for Maestro Forte with an anxious s/o (preferably male or gender neutral) pls?

Despite his austere demeanor, Maestro is a very considerate and supportive partner. He may be cold and cruel for most of the people but he has a soft spot for you and he always notices when you're feeling nervous. Forte does everything in his power to calm you down. His first reflex is to try to rationalize your fears and prove with logic that there's nothing to worry about. But when Maestro sees it doesn't work, he immediately stops. He holds your hand and repeats that he is with you whatever happens and it's gonna be okay. He encourages you to breath slowly and deeply. Forte tries to somehow draw your attention, for example asking you to count out loud or find all green things in the room. If you have something to do and you're feeling to anxious to leave your room, Forte either will do it for you or send a servant. He never pressures you to break your borders.