#maleficent imagine

[multimilfs]

Maleficent x Fem!Reader: Watching, Waiting, Wanting

Summary: Maleficent + 93 -- "Say you want me, and I'm yours."

AO3

Prompts found here!

A/N: I rewatched the Maleficent movies recently and they made me so happy. I'm so glad I could write this!

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Tag List: @ghostsunderstoodmysoul @escapetodreamworld @multifandomfix

Warning(s): None

You duck under the willow, careful not to be spotted. All you need is one last detail to make this work. Phillip looks up quickly, but relaxes upon seeing you, and you let out a small laugh. 

“Nervous?” You ask. 

He straightens his spine, “Is it that obvious?” 

“A bit,” You nod. When he deflates and begins to fiddle with his armor, you wince. You’re definitely not helping his nerves, “She loves you, Phillip. Nothing could make her say no. All you have to do is ask the question and we’ll handle the rest.” 

As if on cue, Pinto ducks through the willow branches; your last detail, falling into place; or rather, walking into place. You kneel down into the soft grass as Pinto gazes up and lets out a garbled, fey version of your name. 

You’ve come to know every fairy, pixie, and wallerbog by name since coming to the moors. And though you’d never, ever admit it, Pinto has been your favorite so far. The spiky little fairy is loyal and tenacious. If you ever found yourself in a pinch, you trusted Pinto to get you out of it. Now, though, you’re trusting her to get you into one. 

“Perfect timing, Pinto. I need your help.” 

She tilts her head and poses you a question. You don’t speak the language she does, but you understand the meaning well enough—with what? Pinto asks. 

Laying your hand on the soft grass at her feet, she takes the cue, hopping into your palm. The look on her little face is very serious and you smile. Your chest is filled with excitement. 

“Alright, here’s the situation…” 

Pinto is suitably filled in and plays the role of distraction perfectly. You watch from the crowd of creatures, trying to hide your excitement; Aurora is your dearest friend and confidant, you want nothing but happiness for her. 

You see how Phillip brings her joy. The smile on her face and sound of her laughter is enough to banish any sadness from your heart on the worst of days. Aurora has been a loyal, true friend, and you’re honored to orchestrate this proposal for her after all she’s done for you; giving you a home when you arrived in the Moors wounded and alone, giving you a family in herself and the fey folk, and introducing you to Maleficent. 

Though as the willow fairies swarm and dance, revealing the overjoyed couple, you worry you’ve somehow betrayed Maleficent by doing this. A pit forms in your stomach as you watch Diaval fly towards the Dark Fey’s nest. 

But a pair of arms wrap around you and there’s a laugh in your ear. The worry melts away. 

“Thank you, thank you!” Aurora giggles.

“Don’t thank me! Your dashing Prince did all of the hard work.” 

Aurora pulls back, holding your hands in her own, “Without you, my Aunties or Pinto would have led me to the wrong tree. You’ve worked hard too.” 

“It isn’t hard work when it’s for you.” You say softly, honestly. 

Her eyes are glazed with happy tears and she throws her arms around you again. You laugh as you’re spun, the soft grass tickling your ankles, little fairies giggling with the two of you. Life had once been so cruel and now you know only joy. How lucky you feel. 

But the pit sits in your stomach again. 

Your friend must be having similar thoughts, if the hesitance on her face means anything. She bites her lip uncertainly and plays with your hands still in her own. 

She asks quietly, “How do you think my Godmother will react to the news?” 

“I think she’ll be… happy that you’re happy… eventually.” 

Aurora grumbles and pulls away, pacing back and forth while you watch on. You see Pinto mirror her behavior out of the corner of her eye. It takes all your willpower not to also join in, but you decide to remain strong for all of you. 

That strength nearly crumbles when you hear Pinto gasp and the Aunties yell to hold on. 

The great force of her wings nearly drives you back, but you remain mostly in place. You stand back by the willow as Aurora and Maleficent talk. Though now and again you can feel eyes on you, boring into your skin, and you shrink bit-by-bit. 

You were taken by Maleficent the moment you saw her years ago. 

When Aurora and the fey folk dragged you wounded to the former’s throne, you had wondered if the injuries would overcome you. You had mourned the life you didn’t anticipate getting to live. But in what you believed to be your last moments, you were grateful to be surrounded by beauty and kindness. 

Then Aurora called out to Maleficent, and she came. Her abnormally bright eyes landed on you and you knew nothing else would compare. 

She healed you, slowly and carefully, at Aurora’s request, talking all the while though it was clear she was uncomfortable. The days after she made herself scarce and you felt the loss keenly. 

Since that day, there was rarely a time when you strayed too far from the Dark Fey. You had no desire to be anywhere she wasn’t. Her dry wit and humor put you off at first, but the sincere emotion behind them endeared you to her. Maleficent had become your greatest confidant. She’d also stolen your heart, though you’d never dare tell her.

“I suppose you had something to do with this union.” Maleficent says, loudly, and you know she’s talking to you. 

You meet her eyes and nod, “And if I did?” 

“Then you can find another nest to sleep in.” 

“Godmother.” Aurora murmurs. 

Maleficent rolls her eyes, glaring at the girl. Aurora only stares back. 

“You at least could have warned me.” Maleficent says. 

Crossing your arms over your chest, you raise your eyebrow. Had you told her the surprise would have been spoiled and she knows that as well as you. You also worry, secretly, that the to-be groom would’ve disappeared. 

“You’d have reacted no better two days ago than now, Maleficent. Your nest would have been in shambles and I’d be warning off concerned fairies instead of celebrating with Aurora.” 

Maleficent’s head tilts to the side. Her eyes are more intense, extra focused on you. 

“Aurora, will you leave us?” 

Shooting you a look of concern, Aurora nods. She wanders completely out of the clearing and you want to yell after her. You do no such thing as Maleficent steps forward and closer to you. She’s notably missing her staff; her steps still uneven from the years she’d adapted to living without wings. 

Fierce green magic spreads from her palms where she clenches them at her sides. You ache to take them in your own, to soothe her emotions, but you fear it’s unwanted. 

“You didn’t tell me.” Maleficent whispers. She almost sounds betrayed. 

“It would have upset you.” 

“I’m far more upset now.” 

“I want her to be happy, Maleficent,” You say, pleading, “Is that so terrible?” 

“She’s happy here. A whole kingdom loves and attends to her everyday. She wants for nothing. Her happiness doesn’t need to come from that boy, not when she has me. Us.” She says fiercely. 

The magic in her hands flares. You take her hand this time, feeling the power seep into your skin when you lace your fingers together. Maleficent stares down at your joined hands. 

“You’re right. She doesn’t need him to be happy, but if he brings her joy, why should we deny her that? Love isn’t so terrible.” 

“Love doesn’t always end… well.” 

You see the fear in her face, and can feel the effects of it seep into your skin. You want to do a number of heartless things to the late King Stefan; though not for the first time. 

Maleficent means well. Her love for Aurora is what changed her and made her whole again, but it didn’t heal the scars her Father left behind. It isn’t so simple, unfortunately. Your heart aches in your chest to take away her pain and fear. But if you don’t let her feel it and come to terms with it, she’ll never come to terms with Phillip and Aurora’s marriage. 

“It doesn’t always end terribly either.” You say. And in a moment of madness, your mouth opens, and you say more, “I mean, it can’t, right? Not when we’re so content.” 

Maleficent’s eyes widen and your heart drops. Did you really say that? You could kick yourself for letting your traitorous mouth give you away. But you can’t, not when you’re pinned by a pair of bright eyes, emotions behind them you can’t decipher. 

Aurora and Diaval had prodded you to confess for so long and you chose the worst moment to do so. You’re even more embarrassed when you notice Pinto to your left, watching with barely concealed interest, eyes moving back and forth between you and Maleficent. 

“What do you mean by that?” Maleficent asks slowly. 

Gathering the fractured remains of your courage, you swallow. 

“It means that I love you, Maleficent,” You whisper, “I’ve held it in worrying it’d be too much for you… but say you want me, and I’m yours. I think I have been since the night I met you.” 

There it is. 

The truth, unfiltered, and honest; out in the open with the rest of the swirling feelings. You avoid her eyes and stare intensely at your joined hands. You suppose it’s a good sign that she hasn’t pulled away yet, at least she’s not disgusted. 

Silence stretches on and you wonder if she’s plotting your murder. It’d be a good time, with Pinto being the only witness. She might not go through with it immediately though if it’ll sully Aurora’s happiness and you hope you’ll at least get to see the wedding. 

You try to distract yourself with the details; will it be here in the Moors or in Ulstead? Will Phillip’s parents approve of the union? Will they approve of Maleficent?

“How can you love me?” Maleficent asks. 

Meeting her eyes, you’re surprised by the confusion in them, like she expects you to change your mind. 

“How could I not?” 

“I’m not good. I’ve taken lives and will likely take more, I’ve done horrible, evil things.” 

“I know.” 

“You… know.” She says slowly. 

Careful not to startle her, you place a hand on her cheek, feeling her cheekbone dig pleasantly into your palm, “I know. It changes nothing.” 

Maleficent looks at you like she can’t understand you; like she’s fathoming how you can exist. You vow that she’ll never again have to wonder how someone could love her. The rest of your days, you’ll use every bit of your power to prove her worthy of true, honest love. 

It surprises you how quiet the Moors are around you. Not even a breeze is blowing through. You wonder how many fey folk Aurora has watching with her, waiting for something. If you’re being honest, you’re waiting too. 

You decide to stop waiting. 

Leaning forward slowly enough to give Maleficent an out, you press your lips to the Dark Fey’s. She tastes like the berries growing inside the crystal caves. Her lips are soft and pliant, moving carefully against your own. 

Beyond initiating the kiss, you back off, letting Maleficent guide you through the motions. It goes without saying that this is one of the only kisses she’s shared. She’s an excellent kisser despite the lack of experience; though that may just be your delight at not being pushed away or rejected. 

When you pull away, you’re still curiously alone. Then you hear a garbled noise that sounds suspiciously like finally! from your feet. Pinto is looking up with delight and you laugh. Maleficent chuckles too. 

But when you look up, she’s not looking at Pinto. She only has eyes for you. 

You try to hide your blush as fairies flood the clearing, Aurora following behind. Her smile is knowing. Blushing even brighter, you meet Maleficent’s eyes when you hug her daughter, and let yourself sit in the joy. 

Aurora found hers happy ending and you did too… if only you knew how things would shift. 

[zafirosreverie]

Not supposed to happen (Maleficent x F!Reader)

a/n: first time writting for Mal, and I haven’t watch the movie in a while, so I’m sorry if she’s occ. It’s short but I hope you like it nonnie

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“You damn fool” Her voice trembled a little although she wasn't sure if it was from rage or pain "so foolish, so fragile. I knew this would happen. No light survives long in my domain"

The woman sighed and turned to leave the cold room. In the candlelight, her tall figure looked even more imposing, and the traces of tears on her cheeks quickly evaporated with her magic. Nobody should see her cry, nobody should know about you. Never.

No one will ever know the story of the maiden who managed to thaw the heart of the mistress of all evil, of how Maleficent herself fell into the nets of a creature as simple, beautiful and fragile as you.

It hadn't been part of her plan, this wasn't supposed to happen. She had been prowling the woods, looking for that little princess and the pesky fairies that were surely hiding her, when she saw you.

You were sitting in the shade of a tree, with a book on your lap and bare feet. There was nothing special about you, but still she felt curious. Maybe you weren't a princess, but you could at least be useful. It had been a long time since she had cast a spell with maiden blood.

However, when she approached you, ready to attack, you looked up and did something that left her frozen in place: you smiled at her. There was no trace of the fear or disgust that her presence normally generated in people, you looked at her in amazement and... something else.

The dark fairy had been so surprised that she had simply disappeared from there, deciding to spare your life for once. However, apparently you cared little about your life, because a few days later, you had appeared at the foot of the forbidden mountain.

Maleficent had not expected to see you again. She definitely hadn't expected you to be so naive and stupid as to come looking for her on your own will, but there you were: bringing light and warmth to her dark and cold domain. She had wanted to cast a spell on you, kick you out, scare you and never see you come back. But she had only managed a soft laugh, kind words, and a curse.

Your visits became more and more frequent, she got used to your spontaneity, to your appearing out of nowhere in her throne room or her dungeon. She got used to your presence, and that was her first mistake.

The second was allowing you to stay, even knowing that you didn't belong there. Your story about how your parents had abandoned you and a witch had cursed you weren't really what prompted her to take you in, but the way her whole being, especially her magic, seemed to react to you. Maybe you could make her more powerful, she just needed to find out how.

Denial had been her third mistake. Something had changed in her, and she knew perfectly well what it was, but she would never admit it, not even to herself.

Her fourth mistake was allowing you to change too. She knew when your smiles changed from being friendly to charged with a dangerous feeling, she knew when your eyes lingered on her for a fraction more of a second. She felt as her magic reacted more intensely to you. And she did nothing to stop it.

The fifth mistake, the final one, the fatal one, was allowing herself to get lost in you.

She knew of your curse, she knew that a witch's jealousy had doomed you to die with true love's kiss. She knew it and yet she had kissed you. Because this wasn't supposed to happen, she wasn't supposed to be your true love.

Now she had to live with the pain of losing you. Her heart froze again, her magic faded and the forbidden mountain withered again, this time forever.

The cold stone you had become was kept forever in her room, locked away, protected from the world. And she would spend the rest of her days cultivating a deep hatred for the world to which you no longer belonged.

Because this definitely wasn’t supposed to happen.

[betyloca]

the piper and the fairy

Summary: You were friends with Maleficent since she was little when Aurora invites them to Prince Philip's palace and it ends in disaster. Maleficent and you end up injured and you wake up in a very strange place.

you felt sore you began to open your eyes you looked around you inspected the place it looked like a giant nest you got up from where you were resting you found your flute and started walking looking for maleficent as you walked you saw many tunnels some on the floor others on the ceiling and walls "where the hell it was."

You heard voices in one of the tunnels. You didn't know you would find yourself there, but you were curious. You started walking until the voices intensified until you began to hear well.

x: they hear it they hear it

you could see that all the vices were fairies cimo maleficent you noticed that the fairy who spoke was holding an iron bullet in her fingers

x: It is a message from humans I hear it loud and clear our death is approaching

He said, showing the bullet to all the fairies present.

x: Humans have used iron against us for centuries

you saw another fairy talk to him

x: and because of him he almost made us extinct

x: killing peasants near the Moors will only cause a conflict

So they were to blame for the dead humans near the Moors. You had to be careful. If they had already killed humans, they wouldn't be any different with you.

You were listening to their conversation when you noticed some eyes looking at you. You turned around and saw a fairy with white wings and hair of the same color looking at you. You stood rigid looking at him until the whole place became silent.

x: well it seems that our guest woke up

You heard, you saw how all the fairies turned to look at you, some with hatred in their eyes.

The fairy who was giving a speech flew quickly towards you, grabbing you and pushing you to the center of the place.

You fell to your knees, you saw how he looked at you with anger.

x: look at one of them, she could kill us if she wanted to but she is defenseless

He said while the other fairies laughed he knelt in front of you.

x: without iron you are weak

You looked at him angrily, you hated it when people told you that you were weak.

x: Did you want to kill that fairy?

You just looked at him confused. Was he talking about Maleficent?

x: answer me

x:borra leave her empath

You saw the fairy who was arguing with him and he did it to you, helping you get up.

x: are you okay

Borra: because you help her

x: because she hasn't done anything to us

Borra: she is a cruel being

The other fairies supported him. You were angry. You hadn't done anything to anyone. If they thought you were cruel, you would show them what you could do.

you took out your flute while you wet your lips

Borra: What do you think you'll do with that, huh?

you took a breath until you started playing a melody they laughed until they started dancing to the rhythm of the music the more you played they couldn't control themselves and it hurt if they resisted

Borra: stop what are you doing to us

x: enough

When you heard that voice you knew it was evil, you immediately stopped playing and looked at her, you ran towards her to see if she was okay.

Maleficent: I'm fine, who are you?

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After clarifying who they were and where Maleficent came from, you felt happy for her.

She was with connal. You were in the part of the tundra. You were always attracted by the cold and the snow. You saw the children playing but you knew you couldn't get involved. You didn't want problems with their mothers.

You were sitting under a tree when you heard a flutter of wings, you saw next to you it was the same fairy that saw you when you were in a meeting, he turned around, you got up and walked back.

x I'm not going to hurt you, I'm udo

You looked at him, he seemed like he didn't want conflicts, so you let him do what.

udo: you are y/n no

You felt as you sat down he approached you.

Udo: I heard you can't talk, how do you communicate with her?

you looked at him and showed him your flute

Udo: ohh, could I listen?

He sat next to you while you began to play a melody that transmitted emotions.

udo: you know not all fairies are like borra he is very impulsive but that's what we go through

You looked at him listening to what he was saying.

Udo: I don't believe that all humans are bad, you are proof that there are good ones.

A small smile appeared at the corner of your lips.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Wei Wuxian 🤝 Maleficent: Not being invited to a child's birthday party but showing up anyways (to make things worse).

(for @youremysunshine8)

[goosin-around]

a compiled list of silly little things the ouat fandom decided was true

Rumple is just a silly little guy!

Regina is shorter then emma and also well, everyone

Emma is buff but only eats bearclaws

Zelena is the unhinged sister

swanqueen.

the rumplequeen plot did not happen

snow and regina are actually besties! them fighting? just a little jokie joke

cora and leopold are ops

maleficent and regina had something going on in the EF

Regina eats only lasagna and salad

rb and add some more!

[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.

[descendant-of-evil]

Under Her Shadow| Gil LeGume

Pairing: Platonic!Gil x Mal's Sister!Reader

Word Count: 1,667

Trigger warning: this story contains themes of emotional neglect and family dysfunction.

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing a one-shot, so please don't be too harsh on me...

Summary: Basically it's a sad & lonely-reader meeting and befriending the ball-of-sunshine that is Gil LeGume...

༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

You stand in a secluded alley on the Isle of the Lost, watching as Mal and her friends wreak havoc on the poor inhabitants of this forsaken place. You are Mal's younger sister, but it often feels like you don't even exist to your own mother, Maleficent, who openly favors Mal over you, always praising her older daughter's every move and putting her on a pedestal. Meanwhile, you are left in the shadows, feeling invisible and unwanted.

You watch as Mal struts around with her new friends, Jay, Evie, and Carlos. They are now the most infamous gang of Vks on the İsle, known as the "Core Four", and Mal is the leader. They’ve been inseparable since going on that crazy quest (that you weren’t part of) to retrieve Maleficent’s scepter: The Dragon’s Eye.

As you see them all laughing and joking together, a bitter wave of loneliness washes over you (despite knowing that deep down, you'll never fit in with them, no matter how hard you try). You have no one to talk to, no one to confide in, and no one to call a friend.

You try to approach Mal, to see if she'll pay any attention to you, but she brushes you off with a wave of her hand. She's too busy with her new friends, and you're just an afterthought. As the day wears on, you find yourself feeling more and more isolated. You watch as Mal and her friends plan their next scheme, and you know you'll never be a part of it.

Eventually, you decide to wander off on your own. You find yourself in the docks, sitting on a barrel, feeling sorry for yourself. You can't help but wonder why your mother doesn't love you as much as she loves Mal. What did you do wrong?

As you sit there, lost in your thoughts, a shadow falls over you. You look up to see a boy standing in front of you, his arms crossed over his chest. It's Gil LeGume, son of Gaston.

"What are you doing here all alone?" he asks, his voice surprisingly gentle.

You shrug your shoulders, not really knowing how to answer.

"Are you okay?" he asks, concern etched on his face.

You shake your head, tears threatening to spill over. "No," you whisper.

Gil sits down beside you, and you're surprised at how comfortable you feel around him. You've always been too disgusted by Gaston and his sons to talk to them, but Gil seems different.

"What's wrong?" he asks, his voice soft.

Trusting your instincts, you take a deep breath and tell him everything. About how Maleficent favors Mal over you, about how you feel invisible and unwanted. About how you're always left out and never included.

Gil listens intently, his eyes never leaving yours. When you're finished, he puts his arm around you, and you lean into him. It's the first time in a long time that you've felt comforted.

"You know," Gil says, "Blood-Family isn't everything. You don't need the approval of your mother to be happy."

You look up at him, surprised. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, that you shouldn't have to strive to be like Mal, for Maleficent’s approval. You don't have to follow in her footsteps. You can be your own person, and make your own choices. You can do whatever you want and be whomever you want to be… That’s what İ did and İ’ve never been happier."

You nod, feeling a glimmer of hope for the first time in a long time. Maybe he's right. Maybe you don't have to be in Mal's shadow forever.

Gil stands up, pulling you to your feet with him. "Come on," he says, "Let's go to Ursula’s Fish and Chips, I heard that the fries are on discount today."

You smile, feeling a weight lifted off your shoulders. Maybe today isn't so bad after all. And maybe, just maybe, you'll find your own place in the world, away from Mal's shadow.

As you and Gil walk through the Isle of the Lost, you start to see things in a different light. You notice people and places that you've never seen before, and you begin to realize that there's a whole world outside of Mal's group.

You and Gil sit on a bench, eating your chips and talking about everything and nothing. You tell him about your favorite things, like reading and drawing, and he tells you about his love for pirating and sports.

It's the first time in a long time that you've had a real conversation with someone, and you realize how much you've been missing out on.

When the sun starts to set, Gil walks you back to your home. You thank him for spending time with you, and he gives you a smile that makes your heart flutter.

As you walk into your house, you're surprised to see Maleficent waiting for you. She looks angry, and you feel a pang of fear in your chest.

"Where have you been, Y/N?" she demands, her eyes narrowed.

"I was just out," you say, trying to keep your voice steady.

"Out where?" she snaps.

"Just around," you say, feeling a knot form in your stomach.

Maleficent glares at you for a few more seconds before storming off, leaving you standing there, feeling small and insignificant.

You walk up to your room, closing the door behind you. You sit on your bed, staring at the wall, feeling tears sting your eyes. You thought maybe things were going to change, but now you feel like you're right back where you started.

As the night wears on, you can hear Mal and her friends laughing and having fun outside your window. You try to ignore them, but their voices carry, taunting you with their happiness.

You pull your blanket up around your shoulders, feeling alone and forgotten. You try to remind yourself of what Gil said earlier, that you don't need to be like Mal or her friends, that you can make your own choices.

But it's hard to believe that when you feel so unloved and unwanted.

Eventually, you fall asleep, but your dreams are plagued with visions of Mal and Maleficent, both of them looking down on you with disdain.

When you wake up in the morning, you feel drained and exhausted. You don't want to face another day of feeling like you don't belong.

But then you remember Gil's words, and you decide to try to take his advice. You grab a notebook and start to write, letting your imagination run wild.

As the day wears on, you find yourself getting lost in your poetry, forgetting about the world outside your bedroom window.

You're surprised when you hear a knock on the balcony of your window. You look up to see Gil standing there, a shy smile on his face.

"Hey," he says, "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out again today?"

You smile, feeling warmth in your chest. Maybe things are starting to change after all.

Together, you and Gil explore the Isle of the Lost, discovering new places and things to do. You feel like you're finally starting to find your own place in the world, as your own person.

As the sun starts to set, you and Gil sit on a rooftop overlooking the Isle of the Lost. You talk about everything and nothing, and you realize how much you've come to value his friendship.

"You know," Gil says, "You're pretty fun to hang out with."

You laugh, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks. "Thanks," you say, feeling a happiness that you haven't felt in a long time.

As the night wears on, you and Gil walk back to your house. You say goodnight, feeling a sense of contentment that you haven't felt in a long time.

But as soon as you open the door to your house, that sense of contentment disappears. Maleficent is waiting for you, her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.

"Where have you been, this time?" she demands.

You feel a knot form in your stomach as you try to come up with an answer. "Out with a friend," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Maleficent glares at you, her eyes narrowing. "Out with a friend? Fool! Villains don't have friends, only allies… Your sister is a leader with three minions, why can’t you be more like her?" she says, her voice dripping with disdain.

You feel tears sting your eyes as you realize that nothing has changed. Maleficent still sees you as inferior to Mal, and nothing you do can change that.

But then you remember Gil's words, and you find a newfound strength inside of you. You stand up straighter, looking Maleficent in the eye.

"I'm my own person," you say, your voice steady. "I don't need to be like Mal to be happy."

Maleficent's expression softens for a moment, but then it hardens again. "You'll never be as good as Mal," she says, her voice cold.

You feel a sense of defeat wash over you as Maleficent walks away, leaving you standing there, alone and forgotten once again.

But then you remember the happiness you felt with Gil, and you realize that you don't need Maleficent's approval to be happy. You have your own interests and your own passions, and you don't need to live in Mal's shadow anymore.

From that moment on, you start to embrace your own identity. You spend most of your time with Gil, exploring the Isle of the Lost and discovering new things. You draw and read and write, finding joy in the things that make you unique.

And even though Maleficent still sees you as inferior to Mal, you now know that you don't need her approval to be happy. You have your own place in the world, away from Mal's shadow, and you've finally embraced the fact that you don't need to be anyone but yourself to be happy…

[sandbees]

I don't know if you open, but I love. No. I adore your house of mouse au, I've seen most of it but I wonder, what if the ob gang see Yuu and the great seven chatting then Yuu saw them, pull them and say 'this is the guy I told you back then', now I probably already read one of ask that contain this, but I wanna see only overblot's first reaction that probably quite fascinating

:0 alright!

It's already been a few months since Yuu has introduced their friends to the House of Mouse. Honestly, they were fine with that, until there was a planned Dorm Leader meeting. Sadly, their usual spot was taken by the teachers for another meeting, but hey, the House of Mouse is always there! So Yuu invites them for a meeting.

Thankfully, Mickey was glad to give Yuu time off ("I wouldn't want you to be focused on work all the time! It's important to keep your social life back at home healthy. Enjoy the show! :)")

So, they wait for the other Dorm Leaders before they take them to their mirror upstairs.

Kalim: Oh! Are we having a sleepover!?

Yuu: No, we're going to my workplace. They're giving me time off so we can have a meeting and enjoy their performances!

Riddle: Well, as long as it doesn't distract us from the meeting...Why are we even in your room to begin with? Yuu: 'Cause we can't get in without using my mirror, duh. *Pushes Idia into the mirror*

Idia: WHY ME-

They go through the mirror, and the others are pretty impressed with Yuu's personal dressing room.

Yuu: Yeah, my boss is the best :). Oh, btw, don't be surprised to see the Great Seven.

Azul: Hahaha, WHAT?

As they walk out, Minnie personally greets them and leads them to a table. Goofy comes by a minute later and takes all of their orders. As they wait for their orders to come, Yuu gauges everyone's reactions.

Azul is, unsurprisingly, writing things down, muttering about "new ideas for Mostro Lounge. Kalim is looking around the whole dining room, his eyes sparkling. Riddle and Vil are talking quietly, commenting on the decor. Idia was grossed in his video game he brought, glancing at anyone who passed by the table. Leona was messing with the center piece, looking absolutely bored. And Malleus just looked happy to be there.

The meeting went well, actually. With a lively atmosphere, the Dorm Leaders were able to have some productive conversations. Yuu was especially happy to be included in future events run by the Dorms. There were a few interruptions, though.

Of course, it was pure coincidence that the Great Seven were also having a get together. But the oddest thing was that THEY WERE AT THE TABLE NEXT TO THEM??? If that isn't planned idk what is. Yuu introduced the gang to one another.

Riddle is all red in the face, probably very embarrassed to meet the Queen of Hearts. He certainly didn't expect to meet her in person! Though she's pretty impressed by him. He knows all 810 rules by heart. What a good Dorm Leader, remembering all the ruels and making sure the rest remember them!

Leona and Scar didn't talk to each other at first, but when the topic of siblings came around, YOU BET THAT THEY WERE TALKING SHIT. Honestly the funniest thing for them to realize this and begin gossiping about the dumbest things people have done in front of them. It's very sweet to watch them vent out their frustrations to each other.

Ursula talking with Azul and giving him tips on how to blackmail convice people to sign his contracts. Maybe even answer his questions about herself or giving him ideas for his business. A magic item made by the Sea Witch herself? For a price, of course~

Honestly, I can only see Jafar tolerate Kalim at best. He sees Kalim as a foolish kid. Though maybe Jafar slightly warms up to him??? Yuu is probably the one to mediate between the two, honestly.

VIL AND QUEEN GOSSIPING ABOUT BEAUTY TIPS. VIL WOULD TOTALLY TELL HER ABOUT MODERN BEAUTY TIPS. They would be the mean girls of the group tbh. I think Queen would also give tips on being a better leader, because despite her vanity, she was probably a good ruler if the kingdom didn't go to hell in the movie.

Idia would 100% be dying inside at Hades' extrovertness. Hades would be very excited to learn more about his dorm honestly. (Wait no Hades would joke about them being related, and Idia would sink into his seat further). The conversation was awkward until Hades asked about the video game Idia brought. Idia would not SHUT UP ABOUT IT-

Malleus and Maleficent would have a lovely chat over teas and biscuts that they ordered. Maleficent would 100% give Malleus any and all advice she had gained over the years. (Maybe advise Malleus to snag Yuu before anyone else got them). They would totally have conversations about the use of gargoyles and how spot a wild one.

It's getting late at night, and the meeting was over, but Yuu convinced everyone to stay. The show began, and it was one of the best Yuu's seen in awhile (to be fair, most of the shows were sabotaged by Pete, which they helped stop).

The night ended with a bang, and all the Dorm Leaders agreed to hold another meeting at the House of Mouse some time in the future.

[writing-fanics]

👉👈can I request slowly falling in love with bird boy 🥹Maybeeeeee she's liiiiike a princess of some other kingdom or something I don't know, I'm a sucker for princesses. Sleeping Beauty was my favorite (IS my favorite still) Disney princess movie. I always wanted a dress like Aurora's (rose, whatever). I would just die a little bit if there was a foggy moor and some angst But ultimately a happy ending

A/n: Queen Briar Rose not affiliated with Aurora

{ 𝕯𝖎𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖑 𝖝 𝕱!𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 }

Word Count: 3k

[warning: arranged marriage: angst: fluff: diaval [yes he gets his own warning]: established feelings]

"I just don't think it's safe for you to travel alone to the Moors." [Y/n]'s father the king said while looking at his daughter the princess. She sighed, as she climbed onto her horse. "Father, I've traveled alone to the Moors before." [Y/n] said as she tightened the reins on her horse.

"Yes, but those creatures are dangerous and the rumors about Maleficent." He stopped for a moment watching as his daughter looked on.

"Father please, I'm friends with the creatures in the Moors as is Aurora." [Y/n] says as she pets her horse ready to ride off toward the Moors. She notices his worried look, "Father, don't worry about me I'll be fine." She says smiling holding onto his hands. The worried king could only smile as he looked up at his daughter, "You're just like your mother." He says to his daughter and she smiles softly looking down at him.

"I'll be back before nightfall." She says as hits the reins riding off towards the Moors. Her father watched as his daughter got smaller and smaller the further she got, "Sire?" The King turned around seeing the guard standing behind him, "The King and Queen of Thuwen have arrived." The guard says and the King nods. Sighing as he left the stables to go greet his guest.

[Y/n] smiled as she got down from her horse, and smiled seeing Aurora waiting for her, "Aurora!" She shouted running towards her friend and bringing her into a warm embrace.

"It's been too long my dear friend," She said smiling and looking at her, as they entered the Moors and began talking, catching up on missed things.

"I've missed coming here as you feel at home here as do I," She says smiling Aurora smiled, watching as the sprites flew around [Y/n] placing flowers into her hair.

As the morning leads into the afternoon, and the afternoon leads into the evening. The two friends spent time amongst each other and the Moor Folk, playing among the flowers underneath the trees and of course throwing mud.

Diaval laughed seeing her face covered in mud [Y/n] turned to look at him, and picked up some mud in her hand. With her hand covered in mud, she threw it at him his face was covered in even more mud. She giggled looking at his mud-covered face. She hadn't had this much fun in ages. After cleaning the mud off her face; she sat on some rock by the edge of the creek. Smiling as she looked up at the night sky. "The stars are far more beautiful here than they're in my kingdom." She says in absolute awe, the stars sparkled above her, she giggled as the sprites braided her hair; placing flowers of different colors and sizes on her [h/c] locks.

Diaval emerged from behind a tree; hearing footsteps [Y/n] sat up and turned to look towards him she smiled seeing him. "You are quite lucky." She says turning away to look back up at the stars, "You get to sleep below this beautiful night sky." He walked towards her and sat down beside her gazing up at the stars. His heart couldn't help but swell as he looked at her, the way her hair fell perfectly at her side. The flowers in her hair added to her beauty. The way her eyes sparkled in the moonlight. The smell of flowers followed her whenever she was around.

She yawned stretching out her arms and placing her head on his shoulder. "If I could I'd live in the Moors forever." She said tiredly her eyes becoming heavy. Diaval who's heart is practically banging loudly against his chest. "Um." He clears his throat, "Why not? Aurora loves having you around." He says and she sighs tiredly, "I cannot one day I'll be queen, and when that day comes sadly." She sighs yawning once more as sleep slowly takes over.

"My days of fun will be no more," She says he looks down at her sadly. She yawned again scratching the side of her nose as she fell asleep. Her head leaned against Diaval's shoulder. It wasn't long before she started snoring and drooling ran down the corner of her mouth. His heart continued to swell as he watched her sleep. Eventually, he fell asleep too his head on top of hers.

"You said by nightfall it's now dawn." Her father shouted at her and she sighed, "I fell asleep father, and lost track of time, I'm sorry." She said looking at him and he shook his head.

She sighed getting off her horse and walking passed her father. And into the palace to go towards her room, “Y/n, we have gu-”

“And there she is.” Queen Briar Rose said seeing [Y/n] emerge from around the corner. Walking towards her the Queen curtsied, “The beautiful princess Y/n.” She placed her hand on the princess.

“Y/n, might I introduce you too Queen Briar Rose of the kingdom of Thuwen.”Her father says to her and [y/n] smiles softly..

“Hello, your majesty if you might excuse me so I may get ready.” She says walking away and the Queen notices her bare feet.

“Your highness, May I ask does she always walks around barefoot.” She asked looking at the king.

“Yes, she’s free spirited. Her lateness is because of her daily visits to the Moors.” He said and the Queen gasped.

“You let your child travel to that place?” She asked in shock, “Your majesty.” She finished.

“Yes, she’s quite close with Aurora.” He says and the Queen looks at him. [Y/n] then emerges from the stairs wearing a clean dress and is ready for the day.

Throughout the day [Y/n] and the Queen would talk. And mostly the Queen would completely be rude to [Y/n] making condescending remarks about the Moor Folk.

“I’m sorry your majesty I have my opinion and you may have your own. but the things you say about the Moor Folk are wrong. They’ve never hurt anyone not without reason.” She said looking at the Queen.

“But that Maleficent.” The Queen began.

“Maleficent is misunderstood she’s the one that saved Aurora.” [Y/n] says sighing wanting this day to end so that tomorrow she may go to the Moors once more.

Eventually, the conversation didn’t go anywhere and the Queen ended it without letting [Y/n] give her side. Instead she went on about her son Jame. And how he may be a good match for [Y/n] which she immediately shut down.

Cause her mother made her father promise to not marry off their daughter and let her find love. On her own time. As time went on the prince arrived and his mother introduced her to [y/n]. Who wanted to sneak away to the Moors.

As the day slowly came to a close, [y/n] sat in her room. When her father knocked on the door, “Yes father.” She asked looking towards the door.

“Y/n, I’m getting old and as your father i want you to be protected once I’m gone.” He says and she looks at him and sighs.

“So, I know your not going to like this but. You’re now betrothed to Prince James of Thuwen.” He said and her eyes widened as she turned to look at her father.

“WHAT?!” She shouted looking at him glaring at him. Her hands balled up into a fist, “No, you can’t you promised mother.” She said looking at him and she was annoyed angry furious.

“You can’t do this to me! I barely know him! I just met him!” She shouted pacing her room. Just as Diaval landed on her windowsill.

“I’m sorry, but this is how it’s going to be.” He says and she groans tears brimming her eyes.

“I’m not marrying him and you can’t make me!” She shouted throwing her pillow across the room.

The king left knowing he need to leave her alone, sniffling she cried alone on her bed. Until she heard cawing and pecking at her window.

“Pretty bird,” she says smiling as she petted the top of his head. scratching underneath his wing and under his chin.

she sighed as she started venting about todays problems. “my father promised me that he wouldn’t marry me off.” she groaned pulling her hand away from him. and pacing back and forth in her room.

“My mother made him promise that he would let me find love in my own time.” She groaned in annoyance running her fingers through her hair.

“Now, I’m to be married off to the Prince of Thuwen.” She groaned twirling her hair.

“I have nothing against the prince nor the Kingdom of Thuwen. But”

“He promised, I know he’s growing old and isn’t long for this world.” She walked towards the chair on the end of her bed, and sat down.

Diaval flew over towards her landing on her lap. She smiled looking down at him, “What am I, to do Diaval?” She sighed gently petting him, he leaned into her touch.

[Y/n] so lost in her own thoughts she didn’t know. That someone was listening in on her conversation to the raven. Setting in their mind that the princess of Houdour was truly lost in the head.

“I hear she spends all day with those beasts and creatures from the Moors.” Queen Briar Rose said to her son James on the ride home to their kingdom. “I heard her talking to a raven.” James laughed as his family gossiped about the princess. “I hear she even walks bare feet around the palace.” King Vincent laughed, as the royal family of Thuwen gossiped about the princess.

“I will say she is beautiful but not that beautiful,” James says laughing and his mother nods agreeing.

Diaval listened to the royal's tasteless insults about [Y/n] and was livid. Hearing how cruelly they talked about the princess behind her back. When she welcomed them to her kingdom with kindness. He wanted to scare them. Knock some sense into them. But he could not he was merely a bird a raven no doubt. So he flew back towards Houdour and towards [Y/n]’s window. She lay in her bed unable to sleep tossing and turning. He landed on her windowsill and she smiled, sitting up and the bed and walking towards him.

She smiled as she lay in bed pressing a kiss on his beak. Before closing her eyes and falling asleep. His tiny raven heart pounded against his chest he felt as if he’d explode. He almost couldn’t contain his shock and excitement. But not wanting to wake her from her sleep. He contained himself. He looked down at her as she slept. Watching as her chest rose and fell. He watched as her nose twitched in her sleep, her tiny snores escaping her lips. He brushed his feathers against her cheek. A soft smile formed on her face as she curled into her bed more. Diaval then took off out the window and back towards the Moors.

The next day she was in the Moors, [Y/n] with the Moor Folk laughing, as they splashed in the water. Her dress now soaking wet and her hair as well. She smiled noticing Diaval watching her from afar he quickly looked away. She continued playing with the Moor Folk.

“You love her don’t you?” Aurora asked walking up beside him. “Is it that obvious?” He asked looking at Aurora, and she smiled softly nodding. "I see the way you look at her," She says watching as he looks at [Y/n] longingly.

“Why, don’t you talk to her tell her how you fell?” She asked looking at him and looked at [y/n] nervously.

“She’s to be married to someone else. I’ve heard what they say about her nasty sort.” He says looking at her knowing that if he ever married the prince of Thuwen. She’d possibly be miserable for her entire life.

Being forced to take the nasty comments by those who don’t understand her love for the Moors and it’s beautiful creatures.

“Oh, I just wanted to scare them you know. They were talking about her so poorly behind her back.” He continued on both Aurora listened.

“Tell her.” She said looking at him and as his gaze went back to look at [Y/n]. He realized she went missing looking around frantically it wasn’t until he looked down.

Seeing her figure underwater slowly creeping it’s head up. And blowing water at him like a fountain. Aurora laughed and Diaval wiped the water off his face.

[Y/n] started laughing seeing Diaval’s face wet, he looked at her as if planning a pay back. Which of course he did by picking up some nearby mud and throwing it at her hitting her straight in the face.

“Oh, you’re dead!” She shouted playfully getting out of the water and started chasing him around the Moors.

The two ended up falling on each other, Diaval landing on top of [Y/n]. Causing them both to stammer and pull apart from then compromising position that they were in.

“Diaval do you ever wish you could just fly away somewhere else?” She asked looking at him.

“No, why?” He asked looking at her and she looked down, “Because, I do. I don’t wish to marry prince Jame of Thuwen.” She says hugging her knees to her chest.

“I already know what they think of me. They think I’m not what they call a “princess” cause one should never frolic amongst the moor folk. one should never walk bare foot around her own palace.” she went on and on, and Diaval looked at her sadly.

“Don’t listen to them you’re perfect just the way you are.” He says and her cheeks heated up. She smiled looking at him. “Thanks Diaval,” she says smiling looking at him.

Slowly their hands crept closer and closer to each other. She turned to look at him then the two slowly leaned toward each other for a kiss. As they leaned in she noticed a signal going off at her palace. “No.” She said pulling away and looking towards her palace.

“What’s wrong?” He asked looking at her and sniffling, “My father, he’s gone.” She whispered falling to her knees.

Once she arrived at the palace the guards brought her to her father's chambers, and she fell to her knees at his bedside as she held his hand crying.

[ The Next Day ]

The maids helped prepare her for the wedding. [Y/n] held a blank face the entire day as they helped get the dress on. Of course, the queen wanted her to wear something more to her taste. Which wasn't of [Y/n]'s style or personality. As she looked at herself in the mirror seeing herself in the dress.

Her eyes glossed over as tears brimmed her eyes. She didn't want to marry James. She wanted to be with Diaval, not some prince from a neighboring kingdom she knew nothing about. She wanted Diaval the raven turned into a man she fell in love with. She'd never forget the day Aurora introduced her to him for the first time. At that moment she felt butterflies in her stomach. Like the whole world stopped around her and seemed to move slowly.

She'd always cherish the moments they spent together, "Are you sure you want this, your highness?" Amelia one of the servants asked, looking up at the princess. Wiping away her tears [Y/n] looked at her, "I must it's what my father would've wanted." She says looking down t the made.

"Yes, but what do you want your highness. I've seen the way you look at your raven friend." She says and [Y/n] looks away causing the maid to smile softly, "You care for him, you love him, then go to him. Don't put yourself through a life of misery. Your happiness is far more important. I've seen what marriages like this can do to a young woman." She says looking at the young princess.

"Follow what your heart wants." She says and Amelia curtsies before leaving the room. Leaving the princess there alone and in deep thought.

As she walked down the aisle, [Y/n] looked down she didn’t know was doing the right thing for her people her kingdom? Her mother would’ve wanted her to do what was best for herself. Her family for generations lived in this kingdom to watch as it grew and flourished. The people build with their blood, sweat, and tears. Maybe it was time to give it back to them. Give the kingdom to the people as Aurora did to her own.

[Y/n] tightly gripped the bouquet in her hands contemplating running out of the chapel and towards the Moors. To be with the one she truly loved the most. She couldn’t just stand here and be married off to a prince who’d never appreciate her. Who’d only bully and belittle her for the things she loved.

“Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace”

“I obj-”

“I object!” Diaval shouted. Everyone turned toward the doors as Diaval came running through the doors. Running towards the altar. “Diaval?” She said watching as he ran towards her, "Y/n," He said catching his breathing.

"Y/n, from the moment I laid I eyes on you I thought that you were the most beautiful person I've ever met. And those days spent with you were the most magical of them all." He said, looking at her and she smiled softly as she looked at him.

"Hey get ou-" James started but [Y/n] raised her hand in his face, and his eyes widened in shock.

"I love you, Y/n." Diaval says and [Y/n] smiled and looked at him, "I love you too" She said smiling pulling him into a kiss. Their lips finally touched a smile grew across her lips. James looked towards his parents in shock and his parents looked towards [y/n] in disgust.

“how’s you say we get out of here?” She asks looking at him, “I’d think of nothing better M’lady.” He says and she smiles as he takes her hand and the two run out of the chapel.

Not before she announces giving her kingdom to the people. which is followed by mass applause. and cheering. and two years later the same year Prince Phillip would propose to his beloved Aurora. Diaval and [Y/n] welcomed a baby girl into the world, Eufemie.

a/n: I had so much fun writing this omg, sorry if it seems a bit choppy at points but omg I loved writing this keep the Diaval request coming.

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Jamil, Idia: Desires so Deep

Ignore me getting a late start on this new birthday series 💀 (Got busy with irl stuff!!)

Oddly enough, the vignettes don’t mention Jamil’s birthday at all; they’re at the National Art Museum in the Land of Dawning to celebrate its 100th anniversary. It seems this new series (Platinum Jacket) will have vignettes with more focus on how the boys relate to and what they think about important historical figures in Twisted Wonderland!

… Also, the fact that the book 7 part 5 update came out a few days before Jamil’s birthday… and then his vignettes go and show a Maleficent painting in them… Yeah 😭 but what’s even funnier to me is that Idia calls Jamil a chuunibyou WHich iS SO ACCURATE, THANK YoU fOR CALLinG HIS ASS OuT, KING 🙏 What is Jamil doing in that sussy Groovy if not being a chunni…

A Tale as Old as Time.

Contained within a shining platinum frame was an illustration of a starry scene. A man in a fine white turban crowned by a single violet plume. A woman, perched on a balcony, in a refreshing blue-green, a jasmine flower set into her long, dark braid.

They stared longingly into each other’s eyes, conveying an emotion not spoken aloud. No words were needed for what they had: a love so tender it made the night weep. The stars into glittering tears sliding down the face of darkness.

Standing before the painting of the happy couple, Jamil folded his arms and frowned.

… Can feelings truly defy social status?

"A street rat marrying a princess… Hah."

His fingers curled to fists, digging into the pristine white fabric of his suit. Jamil's expression remained neutral, no hint of the bitterness brewing within. He was a master of leashing it.

What nonsense. I doubt their happiness lasted long. The difference in their standing is far too vast to be bridged.

Jamil lowered his gaze and looked away.

Adjacent to the loving pair was a spindly man with a curled goatee. His crimson and black headdress resembled the flared hood of a desert viper—a look iconic to the Sorcerer of the Sands. He gleefully clasped a golden oil lamp in his long, bony fingers. A remarkable achievement, an item he had been searching his entire life for.

Now, here was a great man. Someone who had slaved away and earned his reputation, climbed in social ranks on merit alone. The Sorcerer of the Sands would die a highly accomplished man, advisor to a sultan, renown scholar mage, and seeker of truth.

The very symbol of Scarabia’s spirit of deliberation.

"Jamil-shi?"

The voice was soft and nervous, like that of a specter not yet parted from this world. A faint blue glow fell upon the Sorcerer of the Sands.

Jamil turned, releasing a sigh when he realized who had appeared beside him. "... Oh. It's you, Idia-senpai."

"Eeep!" His upperclassman jumped at the mention of his name. He clung to the doorway, and anxiety evident on his pale face.

"Well? Don't let my presence deter you from appreciating the artwork."

"N-No, that's okay!! It was getting to be too crowded in the main hall, so I wanted to dip and take a breather somewhere quiet to let my stamina recharge... b-but that's completely pointless if other people are still around!"

"You won't even notice me. I not a snake—I don't bite," Jamil insisted flatly. Not unless I want to. "You look suspicious lurking in the doorframe. You may as well come in."

Left with no other choice, Idia awkwardly shuffled into the exhibit.

He positioned himself a good distance away from Jamil, not saying so much as a word as he stared at an ornate figure of a broad-bodied ape. Its lips were twisted into a grotesquely wide smile.

Nestled in the monkey’s palms was a massive red jewel, glistening even in the scarce light. Idia's own terrified reflection bounced back at him in the gem’s many facets.

"Can't believe I got dragged out for this," the third year grumbled under his breath. "I-I wanted to go to that pop-up Sled Over Heels collab cafe with the walk-in museum... Instead I have to be here and gawk at the same pictures I've seen over and over again in magic history textbooks... Aaah, it totally doesn't compare at all to cute anime girls pouring all their passion into the artful sport of sledding!"

Some small, fragmented part of Jamil grimaced at the disrespect, try as he might to close off his ears, to not engage. No good ever comes of provoking a stubborn mule, he chided himself.

But the devil on his left shoulder pounced.

"Idia-senpai," Jamil spoke carefully, a slight edge to his voice. It made the hairs on the back of Idia's neck stand at attention. "Are you not a fan of this style of artwork? Or is it the subject matter you find distasteful?"

His upperclassmen startled. Horrified as the realization that Jamil had heard his every complaint, the tips of his flaming hair colored pink.

"W-Well... I'm not exactly a buff for this kind of thing," Idia stuttered. "It's ancient history. Been there, don’t that. Th-There's really no point in being on that grind cycle if it all just amounts to the same ending anyway. That's basically all history is, anyway."

Jamil bristled—though he took care to not let it show. "I beg to differ. The story of the Sorcerer of the Sands defies such paltry notions. He struggled much in his life, even served under a carefree, incompetent sultan that barely listened to a work he said.”

I know what that’s like.

“Jamil…!”

A smile he thoroughly detested flashed in his mind. So big and pearly and irritating as he offered him his hand.

“Let’s start over. We can be rivals… but we can be friends too.”

But that boy was a fool.

Feelings can’t trump social status. Not then, not now. Not ever.

“And yet it was thanks to his contributions that he is remembered today as one of the greatest men to have ever lived. The Sorcerer of the Sands was able to break free and live as he desired. He acquired the Genie of the Lamp and phenomenal cosmic power. He decided his own destiny.”

"Uweh, sounds like he's your kami-oshi, Jamil-shi... I guess it makes sense though, since you and the Sorcerer of the Sands are the same character archetype and everything. Chunnibyous gotta stick together and all…”

"… What is that supposed to mean?" Jamil planted his hands on his hips. He didn’t understand all of Idia’s slang, but he also wasn’t sure if he wanted to.

Idia's eyes—wide and anxious—cut away from him. “I-It’s nothing important…”

“Then why are you hiding it?”

“B-Because you’re definitely the type who would hold a grudge if anyone pisses you off!!”

“How rude. I’m offended that you think so lowly of me.” Jamil allowed himself a little smirk. “I’ll have you know that I won’t stop there. In fact, I’ll enact a vengeance plot so excruciatingly humiliating that you won’t ever be able to face the light of day comfortably again.”

“S-See?! That’s what I meant!! Y-You’re a certified chuunibyou!!”

“Whatever that means, I assure you that I’m not. Is it so wrong to look back on history and to appreciate how far we’ve come since?”

“Th-That’s…”

Jamil found himself returning to the painting of the Sorcerer with the lamp. He was almost drawn to it, lulled into a hypnotic trance. An item that could make all of his hopes come true…

“Let me ask you this: if you could have any wish granted, what would that wish be?”

“E-Eh?! Any wish…” Idia fiddled with the glittering buttons on his suit. He nibbled on his lower lip, a darkness having swept up what little color there was left to him. “I-I can’t say it, but… more than anything, there’s someone I want to say goodbye to.”

“I see. A fond farewell.”

Letting go.

Jamil’s chest tightened.

In a distant memory, flowers of fire lit up the night. He had been dancing then, hair and fabric flying as he spun and spun and spun. When had he last felt so free? His wings unbound, the sky as his limits.

“As for myself, what I wish for most of all is…”

He glanced back at the painting of the two lovers. Star-crossed, against a star-streaked sky. Adventure calling, liberation beckoning.

A look most malicious graced his careful controlled features. Lips in a lopsided smirk, eyes like daggers, glinting sinisterly in the dark. Concealed weapons rising to the surface.

“… to be well-connected with people who may prove useful in attaining my dreams. Yes, that’s it. Useful.”

[lizardthelizard]

sometimes I worry that my fic is too convoluted and unbelievable and then I remember that Brennan Jones fell into a magic coma right after selling his two sons into servitude and only woke up when, years later, the nurse that was tending to him started talking to him and he fell in love with her in his coma and they shared true loves kiss, and I feel better about my own writing.

[themaybird]

Shipping Asks

I'm sure something like this has been done, but I'm too lazy to look so here. Send me a ship + number(s) to answer. And of course feel free to reblog for your own ships. I'll try to send asks to anyone who reblogs today (esp if you put ships in the tags).

How do they sleep? Ie, positions, who spoons who, who steals all the covers, etc.)?

Who does the driving?

Who does the cooking?

What do they fight about?

How do they resolve fights?

What do they playfully tease each other about?

Who makes the first move?

What is their first date like?

If they get married, who proposes and how does it go?

What flowers do they have at their wedding?

In general what's their wedding like?

Do they have kids?

Pets?

Where do they live? Urban, rural, suburban?

What's their song?

Who is most likely to need nailed out of jail?

Favorite activity to do together or way to spend time together?

What do their families think of their relationship?

Where would they travel or go on vacation/honeymoon?

How is their home decorated?

Also feel free to specify a different setting (ie, modern AU)

[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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[picklepie888]

The biggest mistake Dracula adaptations have done is making Dracula the main character.

[goosin-around]

nothing in this world can convince me Cruella, Ursula, Maleficent, and Regina weren't in some kind of f'ed up polycule frenemy on and off relationship

[miss-bvnny]

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''You cut me to the quick, Captain! I speaks nothin' but me heart at all times!''