Disney Villains Male Reader Preferences

How you meet and get a small, itsy bitsy, very tiny almost non-existent crush.

Shere Khan

were lay on a tree branch hanging over a small pond after just finishing your lunch. Stretched out on your front, paws pushed out in front of you and your tail swinging down you settled down for a nap. Slowing your breathing you could feel sleep digging its fingers into you when something batted your tail.

Eyes springing open you jumped down on top of the thing that messed with you,

"It seems you were correct, Kaa. He is feisty," a deep voice chuckled from beneath you. Pressing a heavy paw down on his throat you snarled.

"What do you want? Who are you? Why are you here? This is my territory, leave at once," You growled, Yellow eyes narrowed in glee, before two feet pushed your backside up and round and the male tigers front paws hooked over your shoulders, spinning you both with your back hitting the ground, positions reversed. The male tiger settled his weight over you, paws crossed. He was all muscle, and you had to admit rather handsome also.

"Now then, kitty. My name is Shere Khan, perhaps you've heard of me," you laughed, struggling you get Khan off of you,

"Yeah, i heard of you. Got your arse handed to you by a man child right, your the talk of the tiger circle here, get off of me!" Shere Khan growled,

"Yes Mowgli, the brat. Anyway, what would your name be?"

"(y/n) (l/n) now leave," you ordered,

"Nope, Kaa says your quite fun to be around, think i'll find out for myself," you growled and started struggling again.

Gaston

Crouched low behind a bush that settled itself against the thick oak tree you carefully loaded your bow. Slowly as to keep quiet you leveled the point and took aim, one deep breath in, you pulled the sting back and releasing the air you let go. The arrow flying through the air and burying into the head of the magnificent stag you'd been stalking for a day now.

"Yes!" you jumped up, taking a look around for any hunters and sprinted to your prize, Pulling the arrow back out you quietly thanked God for your good fortune in today's hunt.

Heading back into town, you carried your buck on a wagon over to the butchers. Trying to keep out of everyone's way and avoiding their questions. The village was a small one, being new you didn't feel like interacting with the locals, except when you had to. The butcher's shop was just ahead, a dark haired man just walking out the door, with a rather impressive gun slung over his shoulders and a little man following him.

"Bonjour, Sorry could you hold that door please?" you called out, the man turned, taking your breath away, he was very handsome, chiseled features, strong chin and high cheekbones, with baby blue eyes. His thick neck led to broad shoulders and a strong chest.

"Of course my good man! Back from a hunt, whats the beast today?" He sounded cocky and very sure of himself when he talked, flexing his arms as he spoke.

"Yeah, just back, a buck today. Been stalking this one for a while," you nodded in thanks as he helped you untie and lift the heavy stag.

"My name is Gaston, perhaps i can join you on one of your hunts? Show you how its really done," he laughed, twirling his gun.

You smirked, removing a small pocket knife from your pocket and threw it. grazing Gastons cheek it cut the tie in his hair and embedded itself in a wooden post.

"Maybe, I'm (y/n) (l/n), Maybe you could show me how clumsy you are with that monster in your hands,"

You walked into the shop and closed the door in his startled face.