#disney maleficent

[rayroseu]

If Levan and Malenoa is twisted from Diaval and Maleficent..... DOES THAT MEAN DIAVAL X MALEFICENT IS CANON IN TWISTED WONDERLAND-----

I AM!!!--- plsSSSSS theyre like my favourite ship in the movie!! just goth parents raising Aurora in the sidelines 😭🙏✨

Malenoa is probably stronger than Levan and they met since they were young-- I have a HC that Malenoa is also the one who taught him how to fly 😆✨

Remember in the movie that Diaval got transformed into a dragon once Maleficent got caught by an iron trap?? Is that why even though we don't have any clue on what Levan's species is, he is associated with Dragons because of the fact he is twisted from a character that got turned into a dragon.

[assortedvillainvault]

Hi! I'm so happy to see your requests are open, I loved your Maleficent x shy reader hcs and I would love more for her. Can I request Maleficent x touch starved reader headcanons, where the reader is uncomfortable being touched at first bc she isn't used to it, then realizes she's starved for it and starts to crave it? Thank you <3

Good Evening Anon, please accept this humble offering! Love me some denial and a crumbling will when it comes to touch starved shenanigans, y'know?

PSA I can never remember whether it's Diaval or Diablo for the name of her raven, but Diaval sounds cooler. Regardless this is very much meant to be the animated original 1950's Maleficent, not the live action - no hate to it just not my cup of tea. Though it can probably be read either way so if you prefer live acton then power to you m'lord.

Maleficent x TouchStarved!Reader

Ah yes, her favourite game.

Her fingers are cold, and her nails thick like the claws they���re pretending not to be. The way you jolt at even the slightest contact is a facinating little game to her and Diaval.

You want to think that your snappishmess at being touched is offputting. Like you’re a caged animal, snarling away before you rip off some fingers. The harsh way you flinch from elegant (and unexpected) hands on your face and shoulders and hair gives you tension headaches and sore shoulders.

But from a dragons perspective it’s akin to petting a dewey eyed, fluffy little creature. Squeaky and trembling. A kicked-puppy sort of Cuteness.

Tasty

It’s no wonder her nickname for you is Morsel.

T’would bloody help if she would stop appearing silently in your personal bubble and scaring the living daylights out of you.

She’s so tall her horns clip the ceiling how is she so QUIET-

Half the fucking indecency is that she’ll run the back of her fingers down your arm or your cheek to ‘soothe’ you. You know. Like she does to her BIRD-

Are you a pet or a partner honestly.

If you actually ask that she’ll smirk. Archly, slowly, you can physically feel her gaze travelling up and down over you and you know what you (and your erratic heart rate) don’t need that question answering thanks you’ll just go ok bye-

Dear you’re part of the dragons hoard, she’ll consume you regardless. The lines between pet, partner and meal really aren’t all that well defined.

The worst part will be when you finally get used to the looming, heavy, weighted blanket feel of her presence in the room. Because when she’s not there, you’ll miss it. And it will hurt. It will feel like someone removed one of the walls without asking, and you’re exposed. You’ll run your own nails over your arms and it won’t feel the same.

Eventually, the lack of those condescending, brief, addicting touches will leave you wracked and achy.

When she returns, the sheen of desperation she can taste in the air has her grinning maliciously, and one elegant finger will beckon you to her idly.

Fffffffffuckit.

You’ll swipe at Diaval’s smug chattering later, you want her to stroke your hair and damn the conseqeunces. Maybe you’ll forgo all dignity and climb into her lap. Who knows??

She knew. And now that you've stopped being so silly about it, she's going to keep you exactly where you are. Really little one, did you expect to belong anywhere else?

[starfish-locks]

Maleficent Lockscreens

Requested by: Anon

°Reblog/ like if you save

[marvosa-yroz]

Petition to make Maleficent the AAA icon she is.

Oh and there’s more...

D R A G O N S

[aty-art-blog]

This PV essentially doesn't gives clues(all other twst PVs always told us what was going to happen).

This is the only thing I noticed (the twst poster is what happens while Malleus talks in the PV)

"You don't have to be afraid"

*Here, a gift from me*

"1000 years, they will feel like a moment of dream"

"I'll show you the real Happy ending."

Will we finally know who's Yuu and where they came from? And how they arrived to Twisted Wonderland?

[ribbonpinky-art]

needed to get this out of my system

female bullying.png + a doodle of wifey materializing behind me

[im-not-samantha-im-samanta]

{Maleficent with a s/o who brings home a stray kitten}

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A few words from author: Hi there everyone! Welcome to my newest imagines! ^^

Lately I've been pulled back into my old Disney villain fixation, and so I just couldn't help but create something Disney related - and there's a high chance that Disney villains content will be a part of my page now ^^".

Well anyways, this idea for imagines has been stuck with me for a good while and I really really wanted to write it down- like seriously- and the first villain I chose for these imagines is our fave dark fae Maleficent who I love so so so much (ෆ ^ ﹏^ ෆ⁠).

But no need to worry, I plan on writing this idea with other villains too, so chances are that your fave villains aren't gonna miss out on this scenario ^^.

Anyways, I hope you'll enjoy reading these! :3

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Settings: Written as Romantic focused

Genre: Purely fluffy and wholesome I'd say ^^

!TRIGGER WARNING!: None as far as I can tell!

Sidenote: Reader is written as gender-nonspecified

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Well, that should be all I needed to say, bunny-boos, feel free to read now ^^.

Hope y'all will enjoy~ <3

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♡。This may or may not come as a shocker, but Mal is actually pretty okay with pets.

♡。While it doesn't apply to all kinds of creatures, Mal does, in fact, enjoy the thought of having a little animal companion (like her precious Diablo). But it really depends on what type of animal it is.

♡。When it comes to kitties, you're in great luck, cuz Mal is much more of a cat person than she is a dog person. So, you're getting a free pass for bringing home a kitty as long as the kitten gets along with Diablo. ^^

♡。Though, actually, Mal really likes the idea of you having your own animal companion (like she has Diablo) and so, you probably might even get away with bringing home a pet of the kind that Mal isn't exactly fond of (⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾ᵕ＾).

♡。But that's a topic for another day (⁠ ^▽^ ⁠).

♡。Well, as I've already said, Mal has no problem with cats, and she approves of the idea of you having a pet. And what does that mean?

♡。That means that when you bring home the stray kitten with you, you're keeping it without a doouuubt!! \(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)/

♡。Like, Mal doesn't even protest or anything!

♡。She just frighteningly looms over you, watching as you stumble over your words in an attempt to explain why you brought the kitten with, only for her to answer with a simple "Well, alright then, you may keep it."

♡。And you're left standing there all shocked cuz- all of those intimidating glances and intense staring that got you trembling in your boots and then she just gives such plain reaction??

♡。Like- was she just messing with you or what??? And well, the answer is that... yeah, she probably did all that just to mess with you some... but only maybe... one can never really know for sure with Maleficent...

♡。Anyways- now you probably wanna know... how's Mal with the kitten?????

♡。Well, lemme tell you all about that, honey. Lemme pour the tea. (͡⁠°⁠‿⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)

♡。So, at first, Maleficent doesn't interact with the kitty much and mostly leaves that sort of thing to you. Not that she'd dislike the kitten, she just needs a moment or two to fully get used to it.

♡。Not to mention that Mal loves watching you interact with the kitty! She just finds it so endearing how you're caring for the little thing, how you're playing with it and gushing over it - It honestly makes her heart go: (⁠༎ຶ﹏ ⁠༎ຶ⁠)♡✧⁠*。(translation: she just melts).

♡。But eventually she does slowly start interacting with the kitten.

♡。Like, when the kitten wobbles up to her and asks for attention, she will acknowledge it and greet it with a: "Why hello there, {kitten's name}".

♡。And! Once Mal has completely warmed up to the kitty, she even kneels down to the kitty and pets it whenever it meows at her for attention! (⁠༎ຶ﹏ ⁠༎ຶ⁠)

♡。Oh, and speaking of the kitty's name, Maleficent respects whatever name you've chosen for the kitten and addresses it by the name. ^^

♡。Though, if the name is something... unusual... let's say something like "Prickles" or "Dirtbag", she might raise an eyebrow at the choice and she might think to herself that if the two of you ever have children, you, honey, are absolutely not getting to name them. Yeah... sorryyy(^▽ ^;⁠)

♡。Anyways! To spill more tea about their interactions! Mal actually may or may not have fallen in love with the kitten, and the kitten loves her just as much - sometimes you may be even wondering if it's your kitten anymore-

♡。Cuz like- once they're through the warming up phase, the kitty follows Maleficent everywhere! (And Mal lets the kitty follow her too)

♡。And it's either because it loves Mal so much, OR it's because of Mal's attire that she drags across the floor! Because the kitty loves to play with the ends of Mal's robes and constantly hops around after her, trying to catch it and tear it apart.

♡。And no, Mal has no issue with that, she actually encourages the kitten's playfulness and she very often kneels down to it and wiggles her long, slim fingers at the kitty to encourage it to play with her while she cackles. It's honestly so heartwarming to witness. <3

♡。Your kitten also likes to sit with Maleficent on her throne. Like, the little thing will come up to her throne, sit down and meow until Mal lets it join her at the throne. And most of the times she does pick it up and set it on the armrest that's currently not being taken by Diablo ( T﹏T).

♡。(Btw, don't worry, the kitten loves you just as much as it loves Maleficent, after all you're the first mama/papa/parent it had, so it's just as clingy with you <3)

♡。And now there's the question - what about Diablo? How does he handle the addition to the family?

♡。Well, at first he wasn't that happy about the kitten since 1. it was a cat, 2. he now had to share you and his mistress with that ball of fur.

♡。He was quite jealous at the beginning, but you and Mal made sure he was getting the same amount of attention and care as the kitten.

♡。And also, just a fun fact, Mal did tease Diablo about being jealous here and there, but only very subtly.

♡。Oh and Diablo did try to peck the kitten once with his beak, and he also did hiss at it and caw to intimidate the kitten a few times (but the kitten honestly gave 0 shits and if anything, it saw it as a game and hissed back and even tried to hit him with its paw).

♡。But then there was that one time when Diablo was getting comfortable on one spot and the kitten chose to bravely snuggle up to him and sleep. And that was it, Diablo was won over right at that moment.

♡。So, now the two are best friends, often found together with the kitty snuggled into Diablo while Diablo is covering it with his wing and looking out for possible dangers/disturbances <3.

♡。And you bet that when the kitty is big enough to handle his weight, Diablo is riding on the kitty's back if he doesn't feel like flying. :'3

♡。Oh and about the kitten and Diablo, both of them love snuggling up into you and napping which is something Maleficent adores to witness ( ^^) <3.

♡。It's just so endearing to find you, Diablo and the kitten all snuggled up together, breathing quietly with comfortable expressions on y'all's faces... One of Mal's favourite past times, in all honesty - AND ALSO, when it's especially cold in her castle, Maleficent likes to cover the three of you with a blanket (∩༎ຶ ﹏༎ຶ∩)~♡.

♡。Y'all are just so sweet and adorable together, I swear ( T﹏T).

♡。And well, I guess that's all I can share with y'all about this topic, folks ^^.

♡。Soooo, to sum it up somehow, you and Mal are a 10/10 couple with one ball of feather and one ball of fur for babies. ^^ <3

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[themaybird]

Maleficent: No one can hurt me if I’m cold and detached and not emotionally invested in anyone

Aurora: Hi :)

Maleficent: *sweating* Shit

[slashingdisneypasta]

Disney Villains receiving a Taste of their Own Medicine

Basically: Disney Villains getting challenged to deal with the same treatment they gave to the Protagonists. Like getting cursed to fall asleep until your true love kisses you, getting turned into a lama, or having your voice stolen from you, or getting locked in a tower...

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Evil Queen (Forced to wear rags and take care of 7 dwarves, then eating a poison apple): ... Hilda will set the dwarves cottage on fire. Then her clothes. Then possibly a few dwarves, too. This will not end well, just leave it, I beg of you.

Lady Tremaine (Forced to be a maid): Worst. maid. everrrrr. She keeps sitting down and petting Lucifer instead of doing chores and she refuses to even go into the kitchen XDD You ask her to do something, you know like her job, and she actually tells you- totally straight faced- to do it yourself.

Maleficent (Sleeping curse): No one better kiss her, that's for sure. I don't know how she will do it, but she will wake up out of spite and kill you with her bare hands. She did not ask for a wake up call, nor your gross mouth on hers Phil.

Mother Gothel (Getting locked away in a tower): Uhhh, no... this is not going to work for me, darling. *Stabs you*

Ursula (Getting her voice stolen): *Sitting there with her cheek in her hand, drumming fingers against her face, deeply unamused* Somewhere very close by, you can hear the unrestrained cackling of Morgana.

Yzma (Being transformed into a Lama): ... You just see a grotesquely ancient-looking lama throttling a poor Kronk with her hooves.

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

How would 7 parents react to Yuu having a nightmare about something bad happening to them (them as in the parents)?

Great 7: Nightmares

I read so much wiki lore, please look at Evil queen's wiki and see how much wasted potential she had along with how down bad the animators were for her. I was listening to the musical of The Scarlet Pumpernickel and it gave inspiration for Qoh. A majority of these are from a mix of the live-action and animated movies along with video games, Starkid's Twisted (for scar and Ursula), and PattyCake.

Reader is GN however in QoH Part it is mentioned that some refer to you as "Madame/Lord/Liege" interchangeably and occasionally wears dresses as I believe gender norms are very different in the Hearts Kingdom given… Everything… other than that there's no description for Yuu. This is an AU where the Great 7 are in Yuu's head and are Yuu’s parents.

Jafar

You woke up in complete darkness, with no way at all to see what was in front of you. The strange floor you lay on was made of an uncomfortable metal that dug into you. The scent of damp brass hung heavy in the air, violating your nose. Just where the hell were you?

Attempting to sit up you felt your head press into a wall, not even an inch above where you rose from. Ow, okay perhaps it's just a low ceiling. A very low ceiling. Spreading your arms or legs, or rather attempting to, makes you realize you had no room to work with. No matter how many ways you push and bend your limbs, the walls refuse to budge. Arching your back made your ribs and stomach feel the damp, cool brass above you.

You started to panic in the pitch-black 'room' if you dared to even call it that. You kicked your legs as much as you could and struggled. The walls seemed to get lower and lower. You couldn't even turn your body or move your arms from your sides at some point. The metal walls made your labored and panicked breaths echo in the box you were in. The dark place so quiet you could only hear your own heartbeat and the deep breaths you took.

You couldn't move, you couldn't see. You couldn't even scream without it echoing back at you. The metal scent is all there was. Scent so strong you can practically taste it. The metal wall above your face was mildly damp from your breathing. You can't even see yourself. In that moment you knew you were trapped. You could never get out. You were all alone and stuck in here forever. It was only you and the mildly damp brass holding you down in place. 

Tears started to form as you realized your fate of either losing it or starving here in this brass prison. You let out a gut-wrenching scream that cuts off once you open your eyes. You can see. Looking around you realized you were in the rickety old bed at Ramshackle, Grim softly snoring right next to you.

You sat up in a cold sweat and slipped out of bed, making your way to the bathroom. Some cold water will cool you off. 'Child, what are you doing up?' You heard some of the seven speak. 'Oh, poor thing had a nightmare.' 'It's okay we're here.' 'Staying up too late is bad for you, get back to sleep' all their voices melded together to where you can barely tell who was who. One voice stood out amongst them.

'This may have been my fault.' Jafar? You scrubbed your face with cold water and took in a few breaths. 'I think some of my memories may have bled into your dreams, diamond.' "Memories?" You voice a whisper as you ground yourself. It was quiet for a moment? And you can feel Jafar stare solemnly in the distance. 'Of my defeat.'

"When you were sealed away…" your voice trailed off. Jafar, or rather Iago, mentioned that. Sealed way by a Djinn in an oil lamp. Was that it? Jafar, the illusion of him, glanced over at you. Sharing a mind with them was a blessing at times. 'Yes, that was it. That was the damned lamp I was sealed into' you hear him curse about a damned street rat for a moment before sighing. 

'I honestly thought I was going to go mad…' You frowned, recalling the feeling. Stuck in the world's smallest prison in the pitch black. Nothing but yourself unable to move an inch. For years. 'I'm sorry you had to see that, but thankfully, that reality is no more now. At least like this, I have a little freedom.' You smile a bit and nod. It never occurred to you just how awful Jafar's fate was. You took in another breath, "I'll free you all one day, I promise." 'That can wait until later, go back to bed.' You couldn't tell who that was actually, Jafar or maybe even Scar, annoyed from being awakened. You chuckle a bit then nodded. 

Jafar was no longer suffering. And you promise to find all of your family a happily ever after. One step at a time though, and it was time to go to sleep. At least now the feeling of Jafar brushing your hair out of your face as you drift off puts you at ease.

Mary Elizabeth Hearts (Queen of Hearts) 

Alice. Wonderland's resident troublemaker. Always sticking her nose into places it doesn't belong. Disrupting the delicately organized chaos that creates harmony in this world. That damned brat. This is all her fault.

Wonderland is a place of carefully constructed chaos that has its own set of rules. An outlander like her could never understand. What may be seen as mindless violence to one, is a necessary balance to the other. That is what your mother, Mary Elizabeth Hearts has taught you ever since you were a child. Her many wacky and mundane rules held up the very principles that the kingdom depends on. Every single rule has its purpose.

To many outside the kingdom Mary, the Queen of Hearts was a cruel and intimidating figure. To those in the kingdom, however, she was their idol, their upholder of laws. And to you, she was your beloved mother. What people failed to realize is how happy the kingdom was. With every beheading came a celebration and with every day came a new story. 

Your mother's rules were poetry, the foundation on which millions of citizens relied on, and you did your damned best to uphold those rules. You were the crown child of the queen. The lord everyone bowed to. The liege everyone sang tales of. The Madame that everyone longed for and adored. The guillotine that enforced your mother's orders, beheading all those who opposed her. The civilians would idolize your blade work, and the servants would immediately get you a new change of dress or suit whenever a drop of blood stained it.

Yet despite this all, people were happy, so why? Why must she have done this? You looked over the dilapidated kingdom. From when Alice fled and brought back an army. Little did she know what "freeing" your people would do. The disrupted balance of the land ruined the lives of millions all because of her– and your mother. How could she?

Donning your mother's tattered dress and crown, you retrieved her royal battleaxe, ready to show the world just who this Madame Guillotine was. Just what His Royal Executioner could do. You would restore your kingdom. Wiping the dirt and tears off your face, you charged into the battlefield. A feeling of a hot iron piercing through you is what startles you awake. 

"Little Crown? Rose? Are you alright?!" You felt the Queen shake you as much as she could as a ghost, her voice laced with concern. "Sweetheart, are you alright?" Your eyes shot wide as you looked over at her. Your shock faded as you hugged the ghost in front of you.

"You're here and you're alive… I had a dream where… Alice…" The Queen cringes at the mention of her. "There there, my little crown, I am with you. Alice isn't anywhere near us…" you hear your mother mutter under her breath. You focused on her embrace and gentle touches. You swear to her, what you'll bring her back. You will bring all of them back.

Maleficent 

"No! Wait! Stop! Don't hurt her! Please, that's my mother, don't hurt her!" You pleaded, voice hoarse from crying out."Don't do this! Please! She never hurt anyone! Please!" You struggled against the magic chains that the king's soldiers held you in, the reinforced iron jingling as you struggled against it. Tears rolled down your face at the sight of your mother. Bound very much like you. Wings now stumps from the cruel king that stood in front of her.

The large jet-black dragon let out a few pitiful shrieks as the iron chains burned against her skin. The sickening smell of smoke and burnt flesh was nauseating. Your own chains didn't allow you to move at all. It sapped you of all your strength and you struggled to even keep your eyes open, you couldn't even imagine what your mother felt. 

The sight of your mother's beautiful wings that she once embraced you with being torn off would forever be burned into your memory. The beating wings flapped and struggled, attempting to reunite and attach to their owner before more guards came and chained them up. The delicate scaley leather burned against the iron chains, filling the air with an awful smoke. "No!" You screamed out. "Mother! Mom!"

You dropped the formalities as you began to sob, locking on to the dragon's sad eyes through her bindings. The king— the bastard that attempted to slay your mother years ago and failed, had returned. After years of slandering her kind and fear-mongering did he raise enough troops to slay her. His hand held a fine iron blade, sharpened to the finest point there is. First, it was her wings. Now it was gonna be her head. And next, it might be you.

"MOM!!" You shrieked out, managing to pick up enough momentum to escape the grip of your captors and run to her. There was no way you would have made it. As quickly as his arm rose, it fell, and you heard the sickening screech of a dying dragon crying out. Her body began to wither and dematerialize as you stayed down on the dirt where you fell earlier. All you could do was watch the light in her eyes fade away. "Mom…"

You nearly woke up with an agonized shriek at the back of your throat. Sitting up quickly and panting, you held your head in your hands. That stupid king. That stupid fucking king. You'll never forgive him. the stories your mother told you of him. Making her fall in love only to burn off her wings. "Child? What are you doing up so late?" You heard her voice and you breathed a sigh of relief.

"I had a dream that that king came back and hurt you again…" Maleficent was quiet as she approached, her clawed hand gently wiping away a tear. "Him…" She look off into the distance and sighed at the memory. "You do not need to worry about him. I could destroy him in an instant and reclaim my wings." The fae spoke in a calm yet gentle matter-of-fact way that stabilized you.

"Plus you have the other six of us here, not counting the familiars at least" Hades spoke in his usual velvety voice. "Familiars?!" Iago screeched, "I'll have you know‐" "Silence." Jafar interrupted. "Now is not the time.

"Moms? Dads? Can you teach me some more fighting techniques tomorrow? I want to get stronger. For all of us." A carefully manicured hand brushed through your hair and you felt a large furry body press against you, either Scar or one of the hyenas. "Oh, you're so cute" "What a sweet child." The sea witch and the hearts queen coo at you. Maleficent sighs at everyone's interruptions. "Of course. We never intended to have your talents go to waste, to begin with." It was much easier to sleep after that.

Queen Grimhilde (Evil Queen)

A queen will never be as powerful as the king. She is simply there to look pretty and proper. Eye candy for the men at meetings. A pretty woman can't also be intelligent either. You are either pretty and dumb or smart but ugly. If she were both, she'd simply be too powerful and intimidating for men.

Grimhilde saw it all. If you show your personality, you will be attacked for your looks. If you look pretty, they attack your personality. Vanity is insanity unless it pleases the people around you. It's the very first thing you learn as a young girl. 

Fine then. She will play the part of the dumb obedient Queen for now. No one saw the death of her husband coming. The king poisoned and fed to the panthers. No one suspected it was her, or what came next. One of the kingdom's finest rulers that held the world in a heavy hand, with you at her side. 

It's funny. You remembered when you first met her. She never wanted children and was upfront with how much she disliked being stuck with you. Now here she was, appointing you as her second in command and her future successor. Strict, yet caring, she teaches you everything she knows and then some.

Daily sword fights, magic practice, potion-making, and even politics. You always looked your best. Everything should have been perfect. So why? Why did it end up like this?

'Remember young seedling, no matter how brilliant your ideas are, there are those who won't listen. To some, your appearance is everything to them.' You remember that conversation. How solemn she was. How much she was held back and harassed into always looking perfect, to be the fairest of them all, because that was the only one her kingdom would listen to. After all, surely everyone would listen to the fairest of them all?

Snow White should have been your sister. Now she is nothing more than a crack that tears you apart. Everyone in the kingdom adores her so much. You were happy for her at first. But now, the Queen is no longer the fairest of them all, and thus she is to be ignored and overthrown. The new prettiest girl ever will be the one to rule based on appearance alone.

She had no talents or experience in ruling. Hell, you wouldn't even mind if she ruled instead of you in the future, you could have guided her as any other sibling would do. It doesn't sit right with you. People are rioting in the street for the new queen, and the princess does nothing to stop it. She's naive and ignorant of everything around her. Now here was mother being locked up, her appearance now is the form of a hag as her punishment for no longer being the fairest of them all.

Why? Your mother was beautiful the way she was. She was intelligent and an idealist. She led the kingdom into a golden age and overthrew the old corrupt king. Shouldn't that count for something? Why is it that appearance only matters? Why? Why Why Why Why Why? 

You wake up a bit frustrated. The dream played in your head as you remembered what your mother told you of her palace life. To always look perfect. To have your value placed on nothing but looks. And now, she is known as the Evil Queen for wanting to be more than just a pretty face. 

"Momma Grimhilde…? Are you up…?" "What are you doing up? Vessel, you know that staying up is bad for you by now!" You huffed a bit and nodded in agreement. "Sorry I had a bit of a strange dream… it was about you…" 

The Queen was quiet, you swear you can feel the queen strutting in front of you in thought at your words. "Of the kingdom, you told me about. They were so unfair and-" "Hush now Vessel, I know very well how annoying it is... However! I cannot return and exact my revenge if you're too tired to train in the morning, can I?" Her voice had a hint of smugness within it, an oddly comforting tone to you.

"Go back to sleep dear, I'll be right beside you." The Queen started to hum a familiar tune. One that she would hum to you in your early childhood. Your mother was far from evil.

Scar (Starkid)

"The pride has never seen a more progressive king than me. Both lion and hyena live in perfect harmony. I brought an end to what has been a senseless age-old feud. I was prepared for everything except for what ensued. My brother ate my cubs- my precious cubs and stole my throne. Returned to segregation and the hateful ways we've known. Though I'd advocate for unity I always was denounced. So when I saw the opportunity to right the wrong? I pounced."

A song sung to you at your first meeting with Scar. The shadowy figure looming over you before returning into a puddle of blot, hiding in the darkness. A hero, whose acts were washed away by time. You remember the hyenas and Scar always bantering when you first met. Despite all the times they got on each other's, they never once made it about their races. 

It was inspiring to see someone believe so heavily in their ideals that they are willing to be punished for it. He would take any measure necessary to ensure them as well, even scheming. You hated that his pride saw him as a traitor for his interactions with the hyenas. The way he met his end annoyed you even more. 

The two fought over the overhang cliffs of rock you lay flat on. Your body, beaten and bruised from the ensuing fight. Limbs shaking; you manage to push yourself up against the hot rock below you. Your legs wobble as you stand up, watching the battle in front of you. Scar and Simba, fighting brutally claws, fangs and roars exchanged. 

Scar was older, no longer in his prime, yet he still fought hard. There should be no way Simba wins. There shouldn't have been. Lightning struck the edge of the rock Scar was on, making him tumble into the fire below. A painful roar sounded out from below, and you felt sick. The sound woke you up, making you pant for a moment.

You sat up, body sweating, and sat on the side of the bed. You hear a familiar displeased groan come from behind you as the bed shifts under the lion's weight. "Tch, you woke me up from my nap, Cub." Scar grumbles, but it lacks the edge he usually has. Glancing over at him with his tail batting irritably, you knew something wrong. You knew he wouldn't want to talk about it.

"I had a nightmare. I saw you fall into the fire…" Scar tensed at that and looked at you. "So that visier was right." "Huh?" "We've been together so long that some of my memories have bled into your dreams. What you saw is what happened…" the lion growled a bit towards the end. Annoyed with the idea of anyone poking into his memories.

"... I'm sorry." Scar huffed and stretched his back. "I still won in the end. Hyenas and lions live together. Oh, how I would love to see the faces of the pride right now…" Scar trailed off, though you can tell he was still a bit annoyed. Scar curled up and you used his body as a pillow, the same way you did back then as a kid.

"I guess it means I'm gonna have to find a way to bring you back faster. That way you can really get the last laugh." Scar let out an amused chuff. "That you do."

Ursula (Starkid)

"My brother held the antiquated notion that women should be seen and never heard. So he dethroned me then disowned me, and on top of that, rezoned me, to the outskirts of the kingdom in a cave. Took my scepter and my crown, though I tried to take him down, the truth and I now share a watery grave. The story lingers on, but the version that is drawn is twisted…"

You've started getting nightmares. Shared memories of the seven that live in your head manifesting within your dreams and haunting you. Ursula would often console your "poor soul" after experiencing it. She shared stories of the ocean and reminded you of all the fond memories you had under there as a kid. When she'd cast a spell on you and let you sink to the bottom to play with all the fish.

When you woke up in the ocean, you thought you were living out a happy memory. One where you would ride on Flotsam's and Jetsam's backs as you explored your new underwater playground. That was until you saw magic bolts fly into the water around you.

Ursula along with the eels engaged in some sort of battle. The eels slithered around the enemy mer, hoping to throw her off, however, a bolt of magic ricocheted off of her and onto the eels. Flotsam and Jetsam let out a final hiss as they disintegrated, burning away to ash. "MY BABIES!" Ursula shrieks. Raw anger flashes in her face in a way you've never seen before.

Her form stretches out, swallowing everything around her, yet it wasn't enough. A trident pierces through her body, leaving a hollow hole. Ursula lets out a choked gasp as she falls, succumbing to the tides. Dead. This was how she passed. You remember her telling you of the girl who dared to hurt her eels and how she swore vengeance upon her.

Waking up you don't feel as panicked, remembering what Jafar said. It was a bad memory that surfaced in your dream. But why were you crying? Was it perhaps the thought of watching three of your family members die in front of you? Tears roll down your face and you feel a large hand wipe them away. "What Is wrong, my little guppy?" Ursula purrs. Her voice immediately relaxes you. "Ah, a nightmare is it? I got just the thing!" She chuckles, usually you wer eused to her disregarding you, but as time went on she started to consider you one of her own. You feel a familiar pair of slimy eels wrap around you.

"I had a dream of that story you told me… where you fell." You paused, holding onto the eels tightly. "I was scared. I thought… the thought of you guys dying…" you trailed off and Ursula turns to look at you over her shoulder, small vial in hand.

"Hmph, that little mermaid. I will never forgive her for what she did to me and my babies! I won't go down that easily anytime soon..." Ursula frowned before turning around to face you. The eels snicker slightly. "Aww, you really do love us!" Jetsam starts. "How cute." Flotsam replies. Ursula chuckles and hands you the vial.

"Here you go. Drink up now. This potion will put you back to sleep and give you a much sweeter dream, little guppy." Her smooth hands glide over you once again as you press your head into her chest. "I'll be right here with you…"

Hades

The fun yet inappropriate uncle dad. He has always been there to tease and make fun of you, much like Ursula. Yet you loved him all the same

He admitted to enjoying your time stuck together quicker than the others, stating that this adventure was much more entertaining and fun than being stuck at his regular job which he complained much about. Ruler of the underworld and the dead was gloomy, boring. He was stuck all alone with nothing. No entertainment, no lights, no music. Just the screams of the damned swirling in that pit.

A pit he got stuck in. A pit he despised. One where he was stuck for eons, suffering, just to somehow get connected to you as a ghost. How odd...

Yet here he was in a dream, reliving the same painful memory he experienced all those years ago. Fighting the son of his enemy. Hercules. Just like the gods to send down a child to do their work for him. He knows well what his brothers think of him…

It was a good fight, great even. He was strong. Magic, fire, smoke, and total control over the domain. He has the upper hand. Yet why did it come crashing down? Why is it that anything he does isn't enough?

After all these years of planning. Years of scheming. Just for this. Failure. All he wanted was to be in Olympus with his family. To be included. Invited. And now some boy gets to ruin that just because he's his brother's son. 

He hated it. As he fell into the River Styx, you dived after him. Hades called out for you to stop, you don't want to– ah shit. You stopped breathing for a moment. The sensation of some sort of limbo. The feeling of your bones rotting within you and your soul withering away. You were drowning. You struggled and cried out to reach Hades, your father, from in front of you. Yet to no avail.

Waking up you took in a breath. You were alive. You can breathe. Your skin is on the bone. You were safe. The blue glow of Hades fire was right there, alive and well. He looked like he just woke up too. "Tch, whatcha doing away kiddo? It's late you know? Oh are we breaking rules, I love breaking rules yknow?" You chuckled, knowing your other dads and mom wouldn't like you up so late.

It was hard to feel scared with Hades. "Just some dumb dreams." "Oh yeah, kid?" Hades turned to you and leaned in. "Tell me about it." His voice seemed softer than usual.

"We were in the underworld and I had to watch you fight Hades." "Oh! Did I kick his ass?!" Hades asked, childishly excited, the smirk on his face drops when he sees your frown. "C'mon kid, don't tell meI lost!" You frowned. "I had a dream where you got hurt. And I was scared. I didn't know what to do without you."

Hades seems to shut up slightly at that. His teasing nature put on hold as he saw tears fall from your eyes. "Hey hey hey! Come on kid don't cry right now! I'm right here with ya! I'm not going anywhere!"

You would take full advantage of his softness right now, knowing damn well he was gonna tease you to death later.

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Hi!! Love to find a blog that do the disney villains! If it's ok, can i resquest some headcanons of maleficient, Dr facilier and hades with a Non binary S/o?? Maybe they help them to find clothes that they felt comfortable with or being there for them if somebody is disrespectful to them. Thanks! Have a nice day/night

Hades could care less if your gender is different your still his and he loves you no matter what and technically gods and goddess don’t technically have a gender and they also change it whenever they feel the need to.

Hades is very respectful of your pronoun’s because even though hades can be a douchebag sometimes he’s not a full douchebag if you catch my drift and if someone were to disrespect you well…

Hades is a god of the underworld so if anyone were to make you upset or disrespect you they’d get an early ticket to the underworld and would comfort you afterwards and say things like “babe listen to me alright that schmuck is gone he’ll never disrespect you ever again i promise anyone that hurts you you’ll never see again.”

Hades doesn’t mind helping you pick clothes sometimes he does go towards some of the more riskay clothes “babes come on try this one on just for me it’s gonna look gorgeous on you trust me I know.”

“I’m not sure I quite understand what is non-binary exactly?”

See here’s the thing about maleficent she’s a dark fae from times where kingdoms still existed so you gotta explain what pronouns are and such so she can understand better but after doing so she’ll still respect you

Maleficent would most likely curse and kill whoever disrespected you “don’t worry my sweet those wretched fools are gone let’s go back to our castle and rest and take your mind off things.”

Maleficent will get the best silks and cloth to make clothing you see best fit “oh my love you look so gorgeous in that you should wear it to dinner tonight my sweet.”

I’m afraid he’s another one that needs an explanation since back in the 1920s they didn’t have other pronouns like non-binary

After an explanation he’s understanding and still loves you so don’t worry he’s not one to judge you he loves you too much to even hurt you

“Mon Cheri I love you so much just because your non-binary doesn’t mean I’ll stop loving you I’ll love you even when we’re dead.”

If someone were even to give you a dirty look it looks like someone wants to make a deal that would most likely curse or kill them “how would you like to meet my friends on the other side.”

Dr.facilier doesn’t mind shopping with you either when you get the money sometimes he’ll pick a few that you can try on for him “mmm mon cheri you look like the evening star in that maybe me and you can go to my favorite diner to have a nice dinner together and I can have some dessert when we get home.” ;) bro got that rizz

Hope you enjoyed that one sorry for being late just finished high school going to college in October super scared but I hope you enjoyed the writing

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Malefecent had fallen to Dr.facilier charming nature.He also finds Malefecent Attractive and suggests they go on a date to know each other little better.

Oooh this one took a bit of thinking! I don't think they'd become a full on pair, but a little fling wouldn't hurt...

Maleficent x Dr. Facilier: A Risky Venture

- It wasn't unusual for new villains to get a crush on Maleficent. Like – yes hello, water is wet, the Mouse won’t shut up, and the Mistress Of All Evil is the most attractive thing on legs, what else is new?

- It was, however, MUCH rarer for a newcomer to actually approach the elder villainess and make a move.

- To date only ten of the 127 Disney villains had ever tried, to varying degrees of success.

- Dr Facilier wasn’t one to simply sidle up and try his luck. At least not without a game plan and some research.

- Simply asking around got him some sly smirks, a huffy eye roll from Hades and the sort of glazed-over look from Jafar that spoke of things he’d really rather not hear about. Ursula cackled enough through her drink that he put her in the same ‘don’t ask’ camp as Jafar. Queen Grimhilde didn’t even deign to respond, and the Horned King simply glared and mimed breaking his neck for asking.

- The other five that had ever tried were apparently smote into craters for the audacity. He cast a look over the singed walls and decided to let those lie.

- He slid into a seat at an empty table, feeling Shadow pool around his feet under the long cloth. Idly, he let his cards flick and tumble through his fingers, deftly shuffling and reshuffling.

- The Loa were off the table. A. Because a date definitely counted as ‘something for himself’. B. Because he could hardly trust them when dealing with something so open ended as a crush. And c. Because he knew she would perceive him as lesser for depending on their help.

- He’d always had good eyes. Able to see what most others couldn’t. And while he would never claim to see through every disguise...from day one he’d been able to see the way fire and scales stretched and twisted under her skin – the way the lights in the room dimmed and flickered under her smile, how her cloak was full of raven feathers and vicious thorns. He could see the way her presence lanced through a crowd like a silent lightning strike – all ozone and anticipation under the thin blanket of night.

- When Hades had leaned over and clicked his jaw shut with a smirk, slyly asking “First time?” it’d taken all he had not to slip into the shadows – donning his signature charm like a shield.

- He blinked down at his hands, frowning at the faces of cards he’d laid down by habit. The devil, the seven of swords, the tower…

- A perfect talon clicks onto the tower. His heart thuds into his mouth as he looks up (and up and UP, hell she’s tall-) at the amused, elegant smile of one Mistress of All Evil.

- Hahaha shit.

- At a loss, he flings himself into his tried and tested talent: talking.

- “Evening, ma’am.” He tips his hat and tried desperately not to overthink the amused upturn of her lips, finding it to be much the same expression as a cat playing with mice. “To what do I owe the pleasure, stopping by little ol’ me?” Should he try and kiss her hand?? It was right there, he should probably look into how to regrow fingers just in case- “Is there...” he swallows. “Anything I can, help you with?”

- She chuckles, and he feels it run though his bones as if he were stood right next to a brass band’s drummers. Shadow has a vice grip on his ankles under the table and he tries so hard not to remember being dragged to his grave, tries not to kick his one remaining friend as Maleficent’s yellow eyes bore into his violet ones and he swears he might know how Hook feels – sized up by a reptile willing and eager to swallow him whole-

- “Plenty, little doctor.” She smiles, slow and sharp. He swallows thickly, fighting not to grin. “if you feel...up to the challenge?”

- He feels his lips drag up into an ill advised grin. “Yes ma’am~”

[happy74827]

So I was rewatching Maleficent last night, and tell me why the entire time I was just hyper focusing on Diaval 🧍‍♀️

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Today, January 29, 1959, was released in theaters Sleeping Beauty, the last Disney Classic made by Walt Disney himself that had a princess as the protagonist of a classic fairytale (this until the Renaissance, with the release of The Little Mermaid).

Happy 65th Anniversary, Sleeping Beauty 🧚🏼‍♀️🧚🏼‍♀️🧚🏼‍♀️!

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Sorry for lack of content. Have a Maleficent redesign!

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stares ahead autistically as my wife rants to me about stuff that annoys her

aaand two evil bombshell ladies having an evil conversation while enjoying tea. i imagine the unnamed one's saying smth like: "And THEN What Happened~?" as maleficent recounts a tale

first art is based off this image i found of aurora and maleficent