#maleficent: mistress of evil x reader

[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

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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. 

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

diaval x reader (headcanons) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

your relationship is a little complicated since he's a bird and your human/fae. you do spend a lot of time together when he is human but there are still times when he is a bird.

in these times he's always seen perched on your shoulder, nuzzling into your neck and hair. you have to spend at least an hour a week picking feathers from your hair (he laughs in the background at his masterpiece)

even though he has a human side now, his bird instincts sometimes show through. he will randomly show up wherever you live with rocks, gems, sticks, and random shiny objects that he found on his way to you. this happens both when he's in human and bird form.

related to the headcanon above, you have a small box where you keep all of the gifts he gives you. you showed it to him once and he almost cried because he didn't think you'd treasure them like this.

CUDDLES. this man would love his cuddles. whether its cuddling in your hair or on your lap, while you stroke his feathers or sitting under a shady tree with his head in your lap or yours in his.

since he was a bird for his life you would probably have to teach him things like writing and reading, he would have his head over your shoulder while he hugged you into his lap, listening as you helped him read the words on the pages.

aurora is in full support of your relationship. She secretly shows diaval romantic human gestures that he later trys with you. although the first time he tried to dance with you he stepped on your feet a lot.

the cutest little kisses. whenever he kisses you he goes completely red and shy. poor baby stutters so much.

the times when Maleficent won't turn him to his human form he well squawk in her ear and annoy her until she finally agrees, always grumbling about how she would turn him into a worm if she didn't need him. meanwhile smiling slightly as he walks to go find you.

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[eternalstrigoii]

Repeating one more time for those who don't read reblogs:

Over the next few days, all of my fanfic -- MoE and otherwise -- will be transferred to AO3.

My works are blocked to the general internet because of AI scraping. You MUST sign up for an AO3 account in order to read. This includes all current and future works, continuations, revamps, etc. If you have left a note on my work, this post is for you.

[ghostedgrim]

Borra x Dark Fey soldier pt.1 (I'm struggling with keeping the motivation to make pt 2, does anyone even want a part 2 of this)

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Outside of meetings, training, parties, festivals, and ceremonies, you never see Borra, which is surprising considering how small the Nest it. You only interact with Borra during work, wether it's reports on the Moors or humans, or a rare patrol with him because his partner canceled.

Talking to Borra outside of work seemed unprofessional, not to mention he always seemed busy and you didn't want to bother him. Even on nights you patroled with Borra you didn't talk to him, hiding from fey and humans, often looking after opposite sides of the forest, you couldn't talk to Borra even if you tried. By the end of patrols you where often too tired to speak, and before them Borra is either going over a plan, or too focused on who knows what to hear you.

Tonight was one of those nights, Borra had described where and when to meet throughout the night, the original times and places had to be changed because he and his partner where almost caught the previous night. The first two meetings went without problems, the third you noticed Borra looked drained, the fith however didn't go well. A small group of Aurora's guards nearly spotted Borra and you, you both hid in a small cave, staying there till they left, except the didn't, they decided to rest there for who knows how long, taking turns to keep watch.

Borra sat with his back against the wall in a slouched position, his wings drooping on either side of him his horns nearly touched the ceiling, you sat opposite to him, hugging your knees to your chest and resting your head atop them, meer inches from Borra, the cave entrance sat in an upper corner of the cave, Borra covered it with vines. Sitting so close you could see just how tired Borra was.

"You've worked hard enough," you stretched out your legs letting out a slight groan, being so cramped made your body ache, "get some rest, I'll keep watch." Borra gave you a weird look, like you spoke in some mythic language. You pat your thigh, offering for him to use it as a pillow.

"No, that would be inappropriate," Borra shifted turning away from you, resting his shoulder on the wall, "I'm your superior, and what if I'm in a monogamous relationship with someone else, I would disrespect my relationship with my parter".

"Well for one, bullshit, you're not in a relationship, everyone knows that, and two, while you are my superior, I'm being professional. You desperately need rest, it's dangerous if you don't sleep, we happen to be stuck in a cave, so there's no danger for taking a nap, and I'm offering you to use my leg as a pillow to help you sleep. I don't want to carry you home". Borra shot you a glare, but gave in none the less, and begrudgingly laid his head on your thigh, slightly curled, body tense. "Better Borra?"

"Fuck off, and speak of this to no one."

"Stop being so tense, you won't be able to sleep-"

"I said shut up!"

"No, you said 'fuck off," You chuckled slightly.

"Well shut up,"

After what felt like forever, Borra's body finally relaxed and he fell asleep. You took advantage of the moment to admire him, his strong cheekbones, the soft look upon his resting face, the cute way his cheek squished against your thigh, the scars and stretch marks littered across his body, his arms crossed over his chest, the fluff of his wings. You wanted to caress his hair and feathers, but that would be inappropriate, such an act is reserved for lovers or family (chosen and blood), you where neither of those things, and that disappointed you. Borra's arms looked to be cold, so you settled for resting an arm over his shoulder and curled your wings around the both of you.

After what felt like a few hours, you looked through a small hole I'm the vines to see the guards where gone. You chose not to wake Borra, he needed the rest, and you enjoyed the soft moment. Aurora's guards and Maleficent can watch over the Moors tonight.

It was close to sunrise when you finally woke Borra. A gentle nudge was all it took for Borra to sit up, with a groan he made an attempt to stretch only to be soon reminded how small the cave was when his horns scraped the ceiling. You made up a lie claiming the guards left half an hour prior to you waking him, and to your slight surprise he believed you. Borra then leaned over you to look through the vines, you prayed he wouldn't notice your blush, and deemed if safe to leave.

Rather than taking flight after exiting the cave, Borra and you took a long moment to stretch and breathe in the fresh air. A sudden idea popped into your head as energy filled your veins.

"Race ya to the clouds," and you took off into the sky not even checking to see if Borra heard you, he would most likely be pissed, so you didn't want to risk him catching you. The feeling of a hand on your ankle made your soul leave your body, you knew Borra was fast, you just never knew he was that fast. To your surprise Borra looked more excited rather than angry, why he laughed as he raced above you, beating you to the clouds by a feather.

"Last one to the nest has to do 100 push-ups and fly 100 laps around the Nest first thing in the morning," Borra shouted, looking behind him to make sure you heard. You regretted racing him to the clouds, and you now know Borra laughing is not a good thing. You knew would lose, but you share as Hell weren't going down without a fight.

Pt 2

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Author's note

I'm sorry this took so long to make, I had a few paragraphs made when my parents suddenly announced their divorce, the first few months of it where calm, but I had lost all my energy to write, eventually I started getting energy to write again, but school and my parents having terrifying loud arguments made it hard, dad kept promising to hang out with me but kept on bailing last second, suddenly my dog, she was 14, couldn't hold down food, for a whole week I had to watch her vomit left and right, on the days my dad was at the house he was no help, merely gave me a hug and walked off as I'm desperately cleaning off 3 spots of throw-up while trying to get ready for school, week comes to an end and Saturday morning she doesn't have the strength to sit up and I was left with no choice to put her down. My fucking dad couldn't even check on me through text or call, until 2 ½ days later he checks on me in person because he happened to be in the area and mom reminded him a third time. Things calm down, Thanksgiving takes place to my surprise everything went okay. Finals come around, I didn't have time. Luckily this holiday break has been good, a hopefully things stay that way for a bit longer.

On another note, the first half of this upcoming year is going to be busy for me. I will work on part 2 as much as I can, I'm also bad at writing confessions so if y'all have any suggestions please feel free to send them in.

On a final note, I hope y'all've had good holidays, and happy new year eve.

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☁︎︎ = Fluff

↯ = Angst

☕︎︎ = Suggestive

⚠︎= Smut

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[the3v1lqueen]

A Fantastical World of Villainy

Chapter 1 Chapter 3

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔴𝔬: 𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔓𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯

1000ish words

Lady Lesso x Fem 18+ student reader

This one has a bit less of Leonora in it but has important plot points for the next chapter.

warning: This one DOES have a little cursing in it.

Your first class the next day was in the highest tower, with way too many stairs. Once at the top it took you a minute to fill your lungs with air again. You entered the classroom and saw that somehow everyone was already seated. You began to panic when you saw who was teaching the class. A pair of emerald eyes adorned with long exaggerated eyeshadow glared at you. 

“You’re late,” Lesso  growled.

Great, the last thing you needed was for her to hate you more than she already did. 

“I’ m sorry.“

She sighed, rolling her eyes, “Sit down”. 

The only seat remaining was one in the front row. As you took my seat you could feel the looks of pity that were cast upon you by the rest of the class.

“Today,” Lesso began, addressing class, “I want to see what special villainous ability you possess.” 

She scanned the class and turned suddenly to a student sitting in the second row, tapping her cane on the desk. “Nisha, why don’t we start with you?” 

“Uhm okay…” Said the girl. She had a very witch like appearance, long black lace dress, frizzy black hair, dark skin. A pair of small horns grew out of her head

Nisha closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She held out her palm, and from it first emerged a red rose. But then the rose turned black and thorns emerged from it and began to spread throughout the room. She was the daughter of Maleficent you realized. 

Lady Lesso smiled. “Excellent Nisha!” 

Nisha returned the smile.

“Now, now who’s next,” said Lesso, pacing back and forth, her cane clacking against the stone floor. 

You heard a loud thud and flinched, closing my eyes. You opened them to find the mistress of evil’s cane resting on top of your desk. She stared down at you with a conniving smirk.

“Y/N, why don’t you show us your special talent.”

You cursed under your breath. You didn’t have any magical ability that you were aware of. You weren't even the child of an iconic fairy tale villain. But you close your eyes anyway and tried to focus and clear your head. 

Nothing.

Lady Lesso clicked her tongue, “Disappointing”.

But then something amazing happened. You felt adrenaline rush through your veins and an amazing power filled your body. You felt a tickle of electricity on your finger tips. Purple and white light flashed throughout the classroom. This energy was short lived however and went as fast as it had come. When you became conscious once again of the classroom, you met a wide-eyed Lady Lesso. Her hair was standing completely horizontal to her head and frizzy. Her cheeks were flushed with a light pink. 

The rest of the class too stared at you in shock.

Lady Lesso quickly turned her back to your desk. She didn’t utter one word of praise or congratulations, but simply moved on to the next student. 

You sat down for lunch with a couple of your classmates. You didn’t really know anyone yet, but you hoped to make some friends. But before you could join the conversation, a shining silver sword from the sky impaled the wooden cafeteria table. You looked to your classmates, confusion flooding your face, they were rolling their eyes.

“What- Why- huh?” You asked.

“It’s the Evers announcing the start of the annual Evers V.S Nevers duel,” Crystia, a short witch with curly blonde hair, clarified.

“It’s just a chance for the Evers to show off their fancy swordsmanship and magic. They always win,” Groaned Damian, a dark haired boy with a scruffy voice.

“I think we have a chance this year,” interrupted Nisha from across the table. “Did you see what Y/N did in class, It was incredible!”

“Yeah, that was sick dude, how’d you do it?” added Damian. 

This is the first time you really felt noticed and accepted by your peers. You were so flustered and didn’t know what to say. 

“I-I don’t know something just sparked and boom there was lighting.”

“Well you better find that spark fast so we can win this fight” Nisha grunted as her dagger met the sword of one of the princes. Thorns began to grow out of her unoccupied hand and sneakily wrap around the ankle of the prince. 

It was then that you realized none of the girls in the school for good were fighting. 

“The princesses don’t take part in the duel,” you asked.

“No,” Crystia replied, punching a prince in the face and then wiping her fist on her skirt, “only the princes are trained for combat.”

“Well that’s pretty stupid,” you replied.

“Well, makes them easier to defeat in our stories, right,” Crystia shrugged.

“I guess” you mumbled, “still doesn’t seem right though.”

“Stop contemplating what's right and wrong and maybe help a little,” yelled Nisha.

Whoops, you realized you were sitting worthlessly at the table and not engaged in this duel. Some prince’s sword clattered to the floor beside you and you took the opportunity to bounce out of your seat and snatch it. You lifted it from the ground and with a clang, it met the sword of another prince. You weren't very good at wielding the sword as you'd never wielded one before, but you held your ground. 

“When does this end,” you asked.

“When one school gets pushed out of the cafeteria,” Crystia replied using a magic-like the force to shove a prince up against a pillar. 

The Evers were winning, and pushing you and your peers back towards the door to the cafeteria at a rapid pace.

You spotted Lady Lesso in the back of the room massaging her temples in embarrassment as the Nevers continued to lose their ground to the encroaching Evers.

“USE YOUR MAGIC Y/N,” Damian shouted.

You tried, but it was impossible to focus with all the noise. There was no spark, nothing, and you screamed in frustration as the Nevers were pushed out of the cafeteria doors.

You plopped down on the ground, throwing your sword to the side, hearing it clatter. 

“Damn it,” you exclaimed, bringing your knees to your chest and hands into your hair, scrunching it in frustration. You had let Lady Lesso and the rest of your school down due to your incompetence and inability to properly harness your magic.

[peoplesgraves]

Could I also ask for a yandere maleficent and how she fell in love with them?

An invitation

Yandere Maleficent X Reader

“A letter has come for you Mistress. I found it tied to the brambles” Diaval holds out an envelope along with the accompanying ribbon. It’s frayed and torn from the brambles but Maleficent guesses it must have been quite expensive at one time.

Maleficent gives no verbal thanks but after all this time Diaval knew not to expect such a thing of her. With a wave of her hand he’s turned back into his raven form and allowed to leave her side, truly that was all the thanks he needed.

“A letter…how strange” Maleficent speaks to no one in particular but still the forest she rules seems to creak and groan in response to its queen. She tears the letter open and sets to reading. Unsure of what to expect she was filled with a strange sense of anxiety.

“A princess has requested my presence for a party.” She can’t help the dry laugh that escapes her. Could you imagine the Mistress of evil in the visiting court of a Princess? Her horn wrapped in some silly thing and her comfortable garb replaced with a corset. Where her wings used to be began to ache at the thought.

Try as she might she can’t quite get the letter out of her head. It wasn’t written from the kingdom or from the royal family, no it was solely from the Princess. Not delivered with fanfare and frill but with haste and possibly even…care. Perhaps Maleficent would have to pay this strange Princess a visit after all.

With only the letter and her staff upon her Maleficent begins a grueling pace towards the close by kingdom. She’s not quite curious enough to go the direct, more populous path but she does come startlingly close. Soon she’s at the palace gates of a small kingdom. She manages to avoid alarming any townsfolk though she is still met by the king at the door who looks just as terrified as his knights.

Maleficent is sickeningly satisfied at this and is even more so when he begins to stutter through his pleading and idle threats.

“P-please. Please just leave the way you came…my kingdom has done nothing against y-you.” Maleficent hands him the letter and begins to grow bored as his face pales and he re reads his daughters unapproved invitation over and over again.

“As you can see I was invited so why don’t you act as a good host and lead me towards this grand procession.” She snatches the letter from him and follows the king to the ball room. Truthfully Maleficent could feel herself growing tired already. A growing anger at every second not spent meeting the odd princess who’d ensnared her.

Only once did the Princess lay eyes on Maleficent did she feel complete. Years of heartbreak had broken her but one glance and Maleficent was young and kind and whole again.

The Princess smiles, completely abandoning her previous company in favor of Maleficent. “You came!” The princess leads the stunned fairy into one of the empty corners and everyone steers clear out of fear and respect. “Everyone talks about you. I worry about you all alone out in the moors…”

Maleficent tries not to become flustered by how close the Princess seems. Like they were old friends and not two opposites. “You worried for me?”

You nod your head and Maleficent feels her affection grow. Finally someone who could see past her pain and fear. Someone who would treats her like a person and not a monster. Even Diaval her pet and most trusted ally seemed afraid of her at times but not you.

Maleficent smiles as the rest of the attendants fall away from the world until it was just the two of you “I’m glad you invited me.” with every piece of her broken, blackened heart she means it. It wasn’t much but it belonged to this strange princess now, to her beasty.

[descendantofthesparrow]

POYW Rewrite V2 - Harry Hook x reader - P14

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Everyone stared in terror at the sight of Maleficent-the mistress of all evil. Cackling and holding her glowing dragon's eye scepter. Mal shook her head-they had chosen good; she had turned her back on her mother-she wouldn’t do her bidding anymore. “Go away, mother.” Mal said, exasperated.

Harry pushed you behind him, ready to run at a moment's notice, his hook held tight in his free hand.

Maleficent just laughed, snorting; looking around the room as if what Mal said was a joke. “she’s funny,” she turned back to her daughter, still grinning. “you’re very funny, here.” Mal just shook her head; her mother never took her seriously. “wand me. Chop chop.”

Mal glanced at the wand and stepped forward, making it seem like she was handing it to her mother-to the objection of many guests-but Mal quickly threw it to FG who caught it and began to banish Maleficent from the cathedral and back to the isle of the lost. “Bibbidi-bopiddi-“

Maleficent interrupted her, mocking the good fairy. “Boo,” with a wave of her scepter-and everyone but the vks were frozen in place, guests staring blanky in terror with FG frozen mid-spell. “Sike~” Maleficent cooked, cackling as she looked around the room, her eyes flashing as she spotted Aurora and her little prince amongst the crowd-but she could deal with them later.

She cooed as she spotted Adam, strutting over and flirting with the frozen now ex-king and taking his glasses. The vks watched helplessly, unsure of what they could do as Maleficent wandered about-flinching as she snatched the wand from FG.

Harry shuffled a bit as he felt your hand squeeze his and heard the sound of something ripping, a flutter of red fabric drifting into his vision as it hit the floor away from the group. He didn’t dare turn back-he didn’t want Maleficent knowing her spell hadn’t affected you.

 Maleficent taunted FG and sighed, turning in a half circle as she surveyed the room. “Where shall we being-oh, I know! Why don’t we start by getting rid of this!” With a wave of the wand, Ben’s ring slipped from Mal’s finger and onto the wand, Maleficent cackling as Mal gasped-staring at her now bare finger. “Perfect fit!!”

Mal pressed her lips together, tears in her eyes as Maleficent chuckled, taking Ben’s face and turning it towards her, a cruel smirk on her lips. “Falling in love is weak,” She pushed Ben’s crown back and then pushed his face back towards Mal-his expression still in shock. “and ridiculous.” Mal looked into his eyes and squared her shoulders. She would not let her mother take away her new-found happy ending.

“It’s not what you want,” Maleficent sighed, rolling her eyes as Mal shook her head-speaking loudly. “You don’t know what I want!” Mal cried, clenching her fists. “Mom, have you ever once asked me what I want? I’m not you!” Maleficent simply sighed, of course she wasn’t-no one would ever be Maleficent but that was the point of Mal herself, to become her predecessor and rule with a cruel iron fist. “Obviously! I’ve had years and years and years and years of practice being evil-you’ll get there~!” if Maleficent was trying to be comforting-she wasn't. Mal shook her head. no-she would never become her mother-she would make sure of that.

“No, I will not!” Maleficent paused, staring at her daughter, wondering where this defiant attitude had come from. “And I really wish you had never gotten there yourself,” Mal sobbed, truly feeling sorry for her mother-wondering what had happened in her life to make her so bitter and cruel, enough to where she couldn’t even show a lick of love to her only daughter.

“Love is not weak, or ridiculous.” Mal looked to Ben, smiling. Remembering each kiss on her hand, each look into his eyes, each hug, or smile, and stupid love note he left her. “it's actually really amazing!”

Maleficent curled her lip-she had heard enough. Her daughter had been corrupted by Auradon and she would make sure Mal fell back in line. “I know one thing, young lady. You have no room for love in your life.” Mal just glared, puffing her chest and throwing out her hand-her eyes glowing bright green as she spoke in a loud and clear voice.

“And now I command, wand to my hand!”

In a flash of light and vivid purple sparks-the wand flew out of Maleficent's hand and into Mal’s, the wand sensing Mal’s honest intentions and obeying her commands. “it worked-“ Mal gasped, it actually worked-she got the wand back.

Maleficent screeched with rage, pacing back and forth in frustration. “I hardly think so-frankly, this is tedious and very immature-give me the wand-give me the wand!” Maleficent demanding-quickly losing her cool and holding her hand out-staring at Mal with wide and crazy eyes.

Mal gulped-turning as Carlos held her arm gently. “Hold on, maybe good really is more powerful than evil,” he muttered, frowning as Maleficent laughed and rolled her eyes, as if what he said was a joke. “Oh please, you’re killing me!” she barked like a dog to scare him but he just glared-Dude rushing up at the same time and jumping on Maleficent, growling and snarling at her.

She threw the dog off-commenting on his breath and huffing, her throat now covered in slobber. Carlos scooped Dude up, eyes wide-he had never seen Dude act like that. Jay rushed forward-using the moment of distraction to attempt to get the scepter from Maleficent but it didn’t budge and she just stared at him-her eyes glowing as she got in his face and smirked-feeling his bicep. “Gaston should be jealous~” she purred, flicking his forward and blasting him back.

Before he even hit the floor-a blur of red bolted towards Maleficent, a fist connecting with her jaw and sending a loud crack through the silent cathedral. Maleficent yelped in pain, stumbling back and tripping on the steps of the platform behind her. “(y/n)!” Mal gasped your name, Harry staring in awe.

You had ripped most of your skirt off, revealing a pair of leggings that had been below your dress just in case and a pair of sturdy low-heeled boots. You smirked back at her-turning with a glare as Maleficent stood up, her eyes a poisonous green. “little witch,” Maleficent hissed-the scepter glowing a vile green. “you’ll pay for that!”

Harry and the others screamed out your name as Maleficent pointed her scepter at you and released a bolt of lightning right at your chest. It collided and quickly dispersed-nothing had happened. Maleficent’s jaw dropped in horror and the vks stared in awe. “How-“ she whispered and you cracked your neck, grinning at her. That should’ve killed you-or at least harmed you greatly-why did it just-do nothing?”

“Immune to magic, long story.” You quipped, loosening up your arms and drawing them up in fists. Maleficent roared with rage, sending more bolts of lightning at you along with waves of glowing green magic-each hitting you and dispersing like mist as you ran towards her. She dodged your first punch, doubling over as your knee collided with her gut, and then hitting the ground as you slammed your fist between the bottom of her neck and shoulder blades.

You went to grab her scepter only for it to slam into your cheek-you spun back, quickly regaining your balance as Mal caught your arm and you hissed in pain-your cheek already turning red. “Enough!” Maleficent screamed with a bloody nose, getting back to her feet-smoke pouring from her mouth as her eyes glowed bright green, her pupils thin and slanted. “You all will regret this!!”

In a tower of smoke and fire-Maleficent’s dragon form overtook them, cackling as her famed transformation completed, staring down at her traitorous daughter and her friends. “RUN!” Mal screamed-the seven teens leaping out of the way as Maleficent blasted them with green fire, some of it catching Mal’s cape as she rolled away from the blast.

Harry grabbed your arm and Gil’s, pulling the two of you towards the exit only for fire to consume it. “Shit!” Harry yelped, gasping as Gil tossed him back and they quickly took cover behind a pillar, fire billowing where they once were. “Wait-where’s-” Harry looked around for you, panic overtaking his chest when he couldn’t find you. “(y/n)!”

He heard Maleficent screech in pain and he glanced from behind the pillar-eyes wide at the sight of you ripping through the dragon's jaw with a sword-dark purple blood decorating your face and arms as you jumped back just in time to not be crushed by her claw.

Jay scrambled up from the floor-you had saved him-and the two of you ran as Maleficent roared, following you down the aisle. Evie stepped out and used her mirror to blind the dragon-smirking as Maleficent screeched again and pawed at her eyes.

Harry and Gil leaped out from behind the pillar, running back into the group and Harry collided with Evie as he pushed her to the floor, just barely missing a swipe from the dragon's tail. You pushed Gil off you and grabbed the sword again, glaring up at Maleficent as she growled-snarling down at the seven teens that were defying the mistress of all evil.

You were very tempted to chuck this thing at her heart-the scar from the sword of truth still on her chest from so many years ago. “Everyone behind me!” Mal yelled, holding the wand like a sword, aimed at her mother. The vks quickly did as asked, Harry pulling you into his arms. “This is between you and me Mother,”

Maleficent let out a hiss, steam coming from her throat and blood pooling on the floor from her jaw. Mal’s eyes began to glow, along with the wand as she began to cast a spell that would hopefully get rid of her mother once and for all-or at least banish her back to the isle. “The strength of evil is good as none-when stands before seven hearts as one!”

Evie’s hands joined Mal’s on the wand-echoing her words, Jay and Carlos quickly following her lead. “The strength of evil is good as none-when stands before seven hearts as one!” you glanced behind you at Harry and Gil, they nodded back and the three of you all reached over to grab onto Mal’s shoulders and arms-joining in on the spell as the wand began to glow-going from purple to iridescent.

“The strength of evil is good as none-when stands before seven hearts as one!”

Mal gasped as she felt a surge of magic overtake her-making her feel more powerful than she ever had. She pointed the wand at her mother who was beginning to rear up to fire at them-and a beam of light blasted the dragon-overtaking Maleficent with its power and she screamed-turning into a ball of light that shrunk down until all that was left was a little purple lizard.

The wand stopped glowing and Mal did too-her eyes flickering back to their normal green. She collapsed in her friend's arms, all of them breathing heavily as the powerful magic of the wand disappeared. “holy shit,” Harry muttered, Jay nodding in agreement as he helped Mal get back on her feet-FG being freed from Maleficent’s freezing spell at the same time-gasping at the destruction she saw.

Luckily, somehow, none of the guests or royals were harmed.

The darkness that seemed to overtake the cathedral upon Maleficent’s arrival dispersed-the sun once again beaming through the stained glass. “what happened-“ Mal muttered, picking up her skirt and running towards her now lizard mother-wondering what had happened. “did you do it?” Evie asked, running after Mal, Mal shrugged as she came to a stop in front of the little purple lizard that was once a dragon. “I don’t know!” Mal gasped, looking up to see FG running towards them-looking so very relieved and proud of them.

“You all did it,” FG breathed, smiling. “in a moment of crisis, your hearts came together and the wand used your combined love to defeat her-the spell shrunk your mother down to the size of the love in her heart-that’s why she’s so itty bitty.” Mal frowned, looking down at her mother. She was such a small lizard, Mal wondered what Maleficent did love to make her that size.

She definitely didn’t love Mal. For all Mal knew, she loved power, Diablo, and her scepter. “Is she going to be like that forever?” Mal asked, crouching down to get a better look-her mother not even bigger than her hand. FG shrugged, smiling at all the vks. “Well, forever is a long time, you learned to love, so can she.” Mal smiled sadly, knowing her mother would hate her forever now.

Mal sighed, handing the wand back to FG. “I believe this belongs to you.” FG smiled, taking the wand and picking up Ben’s ring from the floor. “And I believe this, belongs to you.” Mal beamed, happily putting the ring on as FG stood- nodding at the vks. “You all have earned yourselves an A in goodness class.”

Harry snorted, rolling his eyes as he pulled you into his side, smiling as you reattached your skirt and tossed the sword you had somehow gotten between your hands. FG reversed the damage done to the cathedra, removed Maleficent’s blood from your face and arms-and reversed the spell Maleficent had cast on the crowd. “Bibbidi-bopiddi-boo!”

Ben, as soon as he was freed from the spell-leaped out of his mother’s arms and roared-clearly aiming for Maleficent who was no longer there. Mal caught him and laughed, shaking her head as Ben looked around-confused. “Ben! okay-we uh, kinda got this all wrapped up here.” he laughed, blushing a bit as you groaned; shaking your head.

“And never do that again, that was so cringe.” He laughed, looking back down at Mal as she smiled up at him. he picked her up-spinning her around as she laughed, Evie and the boys smiling at each other as Ben held Mal close.

Harry looked at you and you grinned back, kissing his cheek. “good job,” you whispered and he chuckled, using his hook to scratch his jaw as a blush overtook his cheeks and ears.

Ben set Mal down-holding her gently. “Next time, I save you; okay?” Mal laughed, shaking her head and cupping Ben’s face with her hands. “Yeah, let’s not let there be a next time, okay?” Ben laughed and nodded, giving Mal a look as she grabbed his crown and placed it sideways on his head-giggling as he shook his head fondly.

You caught a glance of FG scolding Jane and turned to Harry, telling him you would be right back. He furrowed his brows but nodded, holding your hand till it slipped out of his naturally and you walked over to FG and Jane, taking Jane’s shoulder as you stepped up to them. “Don’t be too hard on her FG, things have been really topsy turvy for everyone.” FG huffed, but said Jane was still grounded for a month-and walked off, leaving you and Jane alone. you turned to her and she sighed, looking so very apologetic.

“I'm sorry (y/n), I didn’t mean to let everything get so out of hand but-for once I was-being talked to, I was being invited to hang out, and…it got to my head.” you shrugged, it was understandable, Jane was easily manipulated-one of the reasons you interfered before Mal could get into Jane's head. it was just unfortunate that Audrey got to Jane next.

“it’s not me you have to apologize to,” you muttered, looking over your shoulder at Gil. Jane’s shoulders fell as she caught his eye and he looked away, now frowning. “yeah…gods he’ll never forgive me,” Jane whispered and you shook your head.

“Nah, he will, you just need to mean it when you apologize and make it up to him. it’ll take time, but from what I know, Gil’s not one to hold a grudge.” Jane let a smile grow on her face and nodded, continuing to watch Gil as you squeezed her shoulder and went back to Harry, watching as Audrey and Mal bowed to each other-Mal then apologized to Audrey about the whole ordeal, including Ben.

Audrey seemed surprised to hear such an apology, but she smiled, and they bowed to each other again. They might never be friends-but they wouldn’t be enemies.

You turned to Harry then, grinning as he smiled down at you. “Hi,” he whispered, taking your hand again and kissing your knuckles. “tha’ was fucking badass,” you laughed, looking down at the sword still in your hands, shrugging a bit.

“Ah, sae that's whaur mah sword went!” you turned, laughing as Fergus strolled up and took his sword back, making a face at the purple blood on the blade. “whit did ye dae? stab th' huir?” Harry nodded, looking at you with the biggest grin.

“Tha’s exactly what she did” Harry hummed, bringing you into his side and tossing his arm over your shoulder, laughing as you rolled your eyes and pushed him fondly. “shush, I was just protecting you guys,” you muttered, blushing as Harry pecked the top of your head and hugged you.

“By stabbin' a feckin' dragon, yer crazy (y/n); But that's whit makes ye sae loveable.” Fergus said with a laugh, patting your shoulder and going back to his family as one of the guards put the spell jar over lizard Maleficent, Mal making sure she wasn’t squished before joining the group hug Jay was initiating-making sure you, Harry, and Gil were involved as the vks smiled at each other.

They had done it. they had freed themselves from their parents and were finally free to live their lives as they wished.

“let’s get this party started!” Jay cheered-everyone laughing and joining on that Auradon hype chant they had learned during that fateful tourney game.

"ohay, ohay-hey!”

-

Uma watched as the camera finally turned back on-she had heard the entire thing-the entire battle. The vks had fought against Maleficent and won, they had actually won. Harry and Gil had chosen Auradon over freeing the isle-but they weren’t leaving her behind. Harry had made Ben promise to bring her, and Harry’s sisters to Auradon as soon as possible.

Ignoring her mother's screeches of rage, Uma threw off her apron and bolted upstairs to her room-letting herself jump around and dance with laughter spilling from her lips as she celebrated.

They may have abandoned their parents, but they hadn’t abandoned her.

She couldn’t wait to go to Auradon.

-

CJ was determined that Harry had duped the heroes, that he was playing the long game, soon-maybe after Ben got the two of them to Auradon-they would take over the kingdom as siblings. “Yeah-that’s what he’s waiting for, us! You’ll see boys, soon Auradon will be ours!” the Smee twins cheered and followed CJ around as she mimicked taking Ben’s crown for herself, making tall tales about what she would do when she finally left this dreaded isle.

Harriet knew better though; she knew her baby brother.

He was falling in love; he didn’t know it yet-but he was. She saw the way he looked at (y/n), and how he screamed her name when she was fighting Maleficent. he cared for her, a lot. He had truly chosen Auradon, and (y/n), over their father.

And honestly? Good for him. He was finally free from their father's abuse, and she couldn’t wait till the day she would never have to see that man's face ever again.

King Ben had better keep his promise.

-

The reception for the coronation celebration ran into the evening-dinner finally being served after so many hours. It had been a very long day-the coronation had started at 10 am and now it was nearly 730pm. There had been many games, formal dances, talking with royals, chatting up nobles, speeches, some ass kissing, and Ben hamming it up with the vks, making sure they were all okay and bringing Mal many plates of strawberries.

In just half an hour-the formal celebration would end and the party for the teen king and his classmates would begin-all to be held at the dorm building. There would be fireworks, so much candy even the most tolerant kid would have a sugar crash, soda, water balloons, streamers, silly string, anything a teenager could imagine. The planning committee had gone all out for their king, and many of the teens were vibrating with excitement-just wanting to party already.

But before that-Harry wanted some questions answered.

“So, what do we do now?” Gil asked, the two boys finally getting a moment of quiet after hours of being pulled around by the celebration. Harry shrugged, laying back on the table he was sitting on-resting his head on the bench.

“Dunno,” Harry grumbled, throwing his arm over his eyes. “play it by ear I guess. Make sure Ben gets Uma an’ me sisters over ‘ere.” Gil nodded, sitting up as he saw you walking over to them-holding a tray with three plates-balancing a few drinks with it. he stood, taking the drinks and helping you set the plates out, licking his lips as he saw the food.

You knew them well.

“Harry,” you said, tapping his exposed nose and he huffed, making you giggle. “food, I got you cinnamon rolls and root beer.” Harry sat up, kissing your hand when he did and turning to sit properly, rubbing his hands together and digging in.

After a few moments, Gil perked up-remembering something. “hey (y/n)?” you looked up and nodded, gesturing for him to go on. “back when we were fighting Maleficent, you said you were immune to magic…how?” Harry turned to you-having wondered the same thing since you mentioned the love spell never working in the first place.

You sighed, setting down your fork and licking your lips-wondering where to start. “well, the immunity thing-its…hard to describe? FG said I don’t have magic particles, so magic itself has nothing to bind to in me, so-magic just…doesn’t work? I dunno.” You muttered, playing with your straw.

Gil frowned, tilting his head. “but…why don’t you have magic particles? Wait do we have magic particles? But we can’t use magic?” you nodded, and then shook your head. “well, as far as I know-everyone has magic particles, some more than others-but everyone does. So-you both don’t have enough to cast magic without a spell book or a wand, or something that channels magic-but you do have them. But I don’t have any, so I can’t use or be affected by magic.”

Gil and Harry slowly nodded, Harry narrowing his eyes. “but…why don’t ye have any?” you sighed, well here comes the tough part.

“okay, so-this is going to sound-so wild but…I’m not from Auradon,” they already guessed that since you were so different from anyone else. “but I’m also not from anywhere else on this earth,” okay now they were confused. “I’m from another universe, I somehow got transported into this world for one reason or another-and because FG couldn’t cast a spell to send me back-I’ve been stuck for the last-four months now? But-magic doesn’t exist where I’m from-so I wasn’t born with magic particles like you guys were so…I just-don’t have any for the magic here to affect.”

Harry nodded, that-actually made a lot of sense. “Is tha’ how ye knew about the love potion?” Harry asked and Gil sat up. “She knew?!” Gil yelped and you nodded, picking at your fingers.

“yeah, knew from the very start…actually-where I’m from, you guys are nothing but some characters on a screen for me, where I’m from-this” you gestured around, Harry’s gaze following your hand. “is all just a movie.” Harry slowly nodded-sighing as he looked back at you. “so, you knew-everything? Every moment?” he asked, and you slowly nodded, then shook your head.

“I didn’t know what would happen with you two-you see, you actually weren’t a part of the script, you were both in the second movie, with Uma.” They perked up at the mention of their best friend and you continued. “in my world-the only vks to go to Auradon were Mal and the others, but I convinced Ben to bring two more; you and Gil.”

You laughed a bit, shaking your head. “I don’t really know why I did, but-I did, and now you’re both here…so.” You shrugged again, smiling at the boys-who smiled back. “yeah, that’s the gist of it, I'm from another world.”

“That’s fuckin’ baller,” Gil said and you laughed loudly, shaking your head at him as Harry sighed, shaking his head fondly. “I have never heard you say that before-why did you say that?” you asked, still laughing as Gil shrugged.

“Dunno, just felt like the right thing to say,” Gil said with a laugh, and Harry snorted, turning back to you. “So did anything happen that ye didn’t expect?” Harry asked, a blush overcoming his face as you smiled at him and said; “You, I didn’t expect you.”

Gil covered his laugh with a cough, smiling at the two of you as you shrugged, taking Harry’s hand and squeezing it. “Honestly, while I had the biggest crush on you, before you even knew I existed-I really didn’t expect you, and I’m really happy you chose Auradon.”

Harry grinned, giggling as he turned his face away-his face burning as you laughed, biting your lip as he tucked his chin into his chest. “Cheeky,” he whispered, bringing your hand up and kissing your knuckles.

“I know you are but what am I?” you shot back, laughing as Harry rolled his eyes and pulled you into a hug, squeezing you tightly. “Thank ye (y/n),” he whispered, kissing your head and you hummed, snuggling into your boyfriend(you still couldn't believe that).

“Thank you, Harry.”

You turned at the sound of cheering and blasting music-Ben being hoisted up by the boys and paraded around-most of the adults leaving as the party picked up. “I think it’s time,” you chuckled, standing and holding out your hands to Harry and Gil. “ready to dance the night away?”

They grinned and stood, taking your hands and walking out with you to the main event of the night.

It was time to set it off!

-end of part 14-

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can you do a diaval imagine? The reader is familiar with magic but is human. It could be sfw or nsfw. Whatever you’re comfortable with, have a lovely day! :)

Hello love! Sorry I've been late to your request but here, have some protective Diaval :D have a lovely day ahead too!

Protective

Diaval x Female!Reader

Warning/s: One of the guards being a creep, makes it up for fluff at the end!!

Word count: 1,556

You woke up, rays of sun shining through the window of your room in the castle. After Aurora and Prince Philip were married, you being Aurora’s sister, she wanted you to be with her at all times. Prince Philip was kind enough to let you move in to one of the rooms in the castle.

Your first thought was to go to the balcony, opening up the door to spot a lot of people running through their business on this sunny day. You were thankful enough for the view the balcony gave you, where it out looked the kingdom and it had a very beautiful view when it got dark, something that tends to calm you on sleepless nights.

You closed your eyes shut for a moment, enjoying the peace and the birds that were singing.

Caaw, caaw, caaw

Your brows furrowed, eyes slowly open to spot a rather familiar black raven that now perched upon the railings.

You decided to playfully ignore the Raven for the time being, turning and closing your eyes again and letting the sun hit your face.

Then you felt something nipping on the sleeve of your night gown. Deciding that it was time to greet your friend, you chuckle and looked down at the raven before you.

“Hi there, Diaval, what brings you here?“ You ask, lifting your hand up and petting his head with your finger.

You see his wings shudder after a moment and you continued.

“Is mother around? I’d rather talk to you when you can speak, it’s rather hard to understand you like this.” You laugh.

Truth is, you admired Diaval for quite a while now, both of you grew close when Maleficent first introduced him to you and Aurora. You knew how his shapeshifting works and how he was able to turn into anything that Maleficent wished. You knew originally that he was a raven that was captured, but you were lying if you said you didn’t find his human form alluring.

You were cut off in your daydreaming when your room door opens, revealing Maleficent. You smiled widely, running over to greet her, Diaval following close by.

“Oh, I was wondering where you were.” Maleficent said, and you knew she was referring to Diaval.

“Is he bothering you (Y/N)? You know I could just turn him to a lizard then and there and just send him off flying into the Moors.” Maleficent said to which Diaval whined in an angry way which meant he did not want that.

“Mother, no, don’t worry he’s not causing me trouble.. Though I would appreciate it if you can turn him back to human..” You suggested.

She clicked her tongue and spoke. “I’d turn him back once you’re dressed and downstairs, your sister is looking for you.” Turning on her heel, she walks out of the door, motioning for Diaval to come with her.

Pink rose to your cheeks as you nodded, Diaval turning his head to you.

“Don’t worry, I won’t be long.” You reassured and he reluctantly followed Maleficent.

After bathing and dressing properly, you headed down to meet the others.

“(Y/N), about time you woke up!” Aurora, your sister piped up at you.

“Oh shush Aurora!” You laughed.

You sat with them at the dining hall, though your eyes were searching for black ones. Although Aurora seemed to have taken notice of your attraction towards Diaval that she leaned towards you.

“He’s there, look!” She whispered with a giggle as your eyes snapped in the direction she discreetly pointed at.

And there Diaval was, walking towards the dining hall, skin smooth and white as snow, slicked back hair, the noticeable marks on both sides of his temples, his clothes that lightly exposed his chest, markings that threatened to peek out of his shirt accompanied by his black coat.

You felt that you were taking your sweet long time staring at him as your sister had to pinch your hand to bring you back.

“Oh- uh.. I’m sorry, what was that?” You asked shaking your head to get yourself out of the trance.

On the corner of your eye you saw your sister tried to hide her laugh by covering her mouth with the towel.

“You appear to be distracted lately (Y/N) dear, is everything alright?” Maleficent questioned. You quickly shook your head and decided to make up something.

“No mother, I just woke up funny is all.” You lied and hoped she would take it.

She stared at you for a while before nodding. “Alright.”

You definitely missed how Diaval’s eyes looked at you whilst you were busy coming up with a lie.

After everyone ate and done their duties, it was almost noon and you decided to get some fresh air and strolled through the gardens.

The flowers were exquisite, everywhere you laid your eyes on was a feast of colours. You felt proud that some of the flowers that bloomed were your own since you took most of your time tending to the gardens, seeing them bloom made your heart overwhelmingly happy.

But as you walked, you couldn’t help but feel a pair of eyes staring at you, but you shake your head, it was probably just you.

Simply put, you lost track of time and before you know it, it was already sundown. You ought that going back to the castle was a great idea but that idea was taken from your head when a guard stepped up in front of you.

“Oh.. I was just on my way back.. excuse me please.” You excused politely, trying to move out of the guards’ way but he didn’t budge.

A lump in your throat started to form, you still tried to slip through his side but he suddenly gripped your hand, tugging you towards him.

“Let me go,” You spat at the guard “I’m sparing your life, unless you want to be met with the terrible consequences of your actions.”

“Oh? Might as well make this worthwhile.” He said, yanking you close. Before he spoke again, a voice spoke behind him.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

The guard turned and you had a good look at the owner of the voice. It was Diaval. You thanked the gods for his arrival.

The guard seemed to tense up, but he kept his hand on your wrist firm that it was starting to hurt.

“Or what?”

“Or I could turn into a creature you deeply fear and rip you limb from limb.. slowly..” Diaval said with venom underlying his tone as he inched closer.

The man seemed to come to his senses as he finally let go and stumbled upon his feet to escape.

You stood there frozen and Diaval was quickly on your side, inspecting your hand and your face.

“Did he do anything to you, (Y/N)?” He asked. Diaval was clearly fuming with anger at the man yet he managed to soften his tone when he asked you.

You nodded, holding onto his arm.

“I’ll walk you through your room now, alright?” He asks, searching your eyes for any disagreement, but there was none.

After making it inside your room, you changed into your sleepwear while Diaval waited outside. Once you gave him a signal to come in, you were sat on your bed.

“That bastard’s gonna pay.” You heard Diaval mumble under his breath.

You motioned for him to come over and sit beside you.

“I swear (Y/N), if he decides to lay a finger on you again-“ You cut him off by pressing your lips to his cheek.

“Thank you for saving me back there.”

You didn’t miss how his skin turned lightly red at your action but you continued.

“Although I feel this isn’t an appropriate time to say this but I no longer care.” With a deep breath, you looked at him straight in the eyes and spoke.

“I have been inlove with you for the longest time now, Diaval. I’m surely you’ve taken note someway somehow but here is me saying nothing but the truth. I take it upon me to understand if you don’t happen to feel the same way.”

His eyes widened at your confession as the room stayed silent, all that can be heard was the whispering of the cool night wind, and the occasional birds flying outside.

You fear that you ruined your bond with him as you decided to speak up when he didn’t.

When you opened your mouth, he finally spoke.

“(Y/N), I’ve also laid my eyes on you from the first time we ever met, when we grew close, my attraction only grew into love. It makes me so happy to learn that you feel the same.” He breathed out.

It felt like all your hopes was built back up, you didn’t destroy what you had with him. And most importantly, he loves you back.

You were quick to smile and cup his face, turning him to face you.

You saw how his eyes crinkled when he mirrored your smile and it only made your heart jump.

“I love you, (Y/N).”

“I love you too, Diaval.”

This was one of the happiest nights of your life, you both knew you had to tell Aurora and Maleficent sooner or later but that’s a story for another time.

[borras-wings]

Nightlight (Borra x Male!Reader)

It was well into the starry night when you shifted positions on the bed, sleeping soundly. The softness of the mattress that cushioned your body, accompanied by the light cooling breeze drifting in from the partially opened window also aided in your slumber. Despite the blissful comfort in your current setting, you found yourself waking with each passing second from the continuous soft groans and grunts coming from the Fae laying beside you.

Borra’s brows furrowed in fear, the usual panic setting in like clockwork as he continuously tossed and turned. His lips were slightly parted, whispered mutters leaving him with the accompanied strained noises that followed afterward. It had become a recurrent thing, to the point where you knew exactly what played out in his mind despite his words being incomprehensible. He was having another nightmare.

They began after Borra helped win the war against Ulstead on behalf of the Dark Faes, with the result being the fall of Queen Ingrith. She was responsible for the annihilation of most of Borra’s kind. His family. The memories of all those killed by the Royal Forces replayed in his mind every night like a broken record, and the feeling of helplessness plagued him to no end.

It seemed like there was no way for him to escape it, no matter how hard he tried halting it for good. You, or course, sought to help Borra in any way you could, but all attempts grew futile over time from the severity and recurrence of his seemingly everlasting nightmares. You had resorted to waking the Dark Fae, and praying that the dreams that subsequently followed were only that.

Borra continued to thrash and squirm, his words growing louder as the beads of sweat trickled down his temples. You rubbed your eyes, sitting upright and facing the distressed Fae. You then reached a hand out, lacing your fingers with Borra’s and giving his hand a gentle squeeze in a dire attempt to snap him out of his current state.

The contact prompted Borra to instantly spring upright, a hoarse cry leaving him he whipped around in alarm. His eyes widened, immediately scanning the room and searching for an escape as he was afraid his dream had shifred into another brutal reality. Upon recognizing he wasn’t facing any danger, Borra shakily wiped the sweat off his creased forehead with the back of his hand. He turned to you, letting out a labored sigh and tightly shutting his eyes as he swallowed thickly.

You swiftly released your hand from Borra’s firm grip, standing. The dim lighting provided by the moon shining in from the window subtly illuminated your path to the bathroom, and you began to search for a soft cloth inside the regal space. After finding and dampening it with cool water, you quietly returned to the grand bedroom to tend to Borra properly.

Borra trembled, the shock still running through his body as he covered his face with his hands in frustration. He felt the bed dip in front of him from your weight, having sat across the Fae before carefully prying his hands off his chiseled face. You tilted Borra’s his chin up, murmuring soft encouragements and reassurances as you gently dabbed the cloth over his forehead and the areas you noticed glistened with sweat. Borra closed his eyes, cooling down from the gesture and melted against your featherlike touch.

Borra swallowed, the guilt quickly creeping in as he stared down at his lap and his eyes began to brim with unshed tears. A deep frown was etched deeply into his sculpted features, and you knew what he was feeling. It was rather unusual for Borra to present himself so vulnerably to anyone, let alone a human. Regardless, you were relieved he trusted you enough to outwardly show how he truly felt on the inside, seeing as he was typically the type to keep sensitive emotions bottled in unless it was anger. You set the cloth down, placing a delicate hand on Borra’s cheek upon taking in his sunken attitude and tenderly wiped his tears away with the pads of your thumbs.

“It’s not your fault, Borra. None of this is.” you murmured with a light shake of your head. Borra licked his lips, humming lowly. “I just- I wish I had done more..” he trailed off, voice hushed and broken. You cupped Borra’s face, having him meet your gaze as you looked him over. “You did more than enough. You fought for them. You didn’t sit around doing nothing while waiting for things to pass.” Borra rolled his lips into his mouth. “Not all of them made it. There’s nothing that can be changed about that, but think about all the people you saved. Generations worth of Faes are still here because of you. You have no idea how proud I am of you, Borra.” you declared with a soft smile on your features.

Borra stared at you in silence, lips parted as a plethora of emotions coursed through him in waves. He remained still, so still that you furrowed your brows at Borra upon his concerning lack of movement. You slowly brought a hand up, waving it lightly across his face aiming to elicit any kind of reaction from the Dark Fae. You were to call to him, but before you could get a word out, he crashed his lips against yours in a passionate yet tender kiss. You blinked, quickly melting against him and eagerly kissing him back as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

You pulled back after a few seconds, foreheads pressed together and lightly panting against each other’s parted lips. “I love you. I love you, Y/n.” Borra called out, voice soft but you noted the confidence he spoke with while addressing you. You giggled, pecking Borra’s nose. “I love you, too.” you cooed. “C’mon.” You shifted, laying against the pillows on the bed as you brought Borra against you. Borra rested his head on your chest as you wrapped your arms around him, slowly easing up. The sudden change in roles was taking him a little to process seeing as he usually held you in his arms while you cuddled, but he wasn’t complaining.

Your warmth you provided brought Borra a certain comfort he couldn’t obtain anywhere or with anyone else. He wouldn’t change it for anything in the world, and considered himself lucky to have someone he could call home. The new feeling of your fingers running through his hair relaxed him further, and it didn’t take long for his eyes to close on their own accord. The sound of your voice humming a soft tune was what really got him to a complete state of slumber, and for the first time in months, Borra actually dreamt.

As you hummed to Borra and continued to run your fingers through his thick locks, you felt the inmense sensation complete peace, over the moon that you’d brought the same to your lover in your warm embrace.

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

Maleficent x human reader (headcanons)

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your relationship starts off a bit rocky. when the two of you begin your relationship she isn't as cuddly as most would be in the start. it takes her a while to adjust and get comfortable.

since what happened with Stefan she is still quite cautious, so its a very rare occasion where she fully lets her guard down to you.

your dates consist of sitting in a flowery field somewhere in the Moores or her flying you to her cave in the mountain to watch the sunset as she wraps her wings around you

you have the full support of everyone in the Moores. they're all happy that Maleficent finally found true love for herself. you pretty much become Aurora's adoptive parent as well.

though she will never admit it, maleficent can get very jealous. sometimes when you spend time together for hours, maleficent will turn him into his crow form and wave him off when he begins cawing at her.

I think that through her intimidating aura maleficent likes to cuddle. i can picture her wanting to cuddle you a lot especially in the mornings or at night. she will just lay there holding you for hours

speaking of cuddles. when the two of you cuddle it's like the world around you disappears. maleficent wraps her wings around you and pulls you close, and the only thing you two think about is each other.

hours of just talking to each other.

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just some cute fluff for you <3

[eternalstrigoii]

I promised WIP and I don’t know if I’m keeping it in or if it’s just something to rustoleum my brain cells, but:

“You know you can stay, if you like.”

The usually-bare floors of Sarah’s little farmhouse beyond the moors were padded with blankets and quilts so thick that you could no longer feel the chill of winter from below. Much of the farmhouse was dressed that way; winter’s grip on the kingdoms ____.

Her new husband, John the baker, with his sheep’s wool curls and his almost indecipherable brogue, looked away from her oiled-bronze stove for a moment. There was no protest in the look. In fact, he didn’t even look at either of you – he’d done well to make sure there was enough wood to keep a fire going through the coldest months, and he certainly must’ve been hoping that some of the young wood mixed into his pile would dry eventually.

Full of sweet breads, fresh game and pieces of their abundant harvest, you inclined your head toward Borra as if you might be earnestly considering the offer. The furs that kept you warm weighed pleasantly on your limbs, and trapped the fire’s heat as well as your woven-grass bed on the moors. Even Arabella seemed content there, spread sidelong over the top of one of John the baker’s trunks.

The corner of his mouth quirked. Perhaps only toward you. Beneath the layers of fabric that stifled the unusual cold, his fingers traced the growing curve of your stomach. Above all things, your safety, and the safety of your child weighed upon your shared decisions.

“You may want a midwife when the baby comes.” Sarah kept talking, almost as if she was talking entirely to herself, while she folded fresh bedding for their own little corner of the room. “You’re welcome to stay then, too.”

“If y’stay that long,” John finally interrupted, though neither of you had yet to speak, “y’might as well move in.”

You’d grown accustomed to their playful back-and-forth. You’d grown accustomed to a lot of things, not that you would ever admit to them.

[ghostedgrim]

Watching Maleficent Mistress of Evil

Can't wait to reawaken my crush on feral bird man

[xompliment]

Again

maleficent x female fae!reader

warnings: *gentle* biting, marking, kissing, slightly suggestive so I’m calling the 18+ warning NO MINORS. *not smut*

notes: soft morning with a biting kink is a great way to begin the middle of the week

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The softest breath left bright, blood red, lips as the young fae perched in maleficent’s lap writhed with need. it was more than a regular day, as it turned out to be.

It was warm, it was an ache of a muscle when stretching high in bed with the prettiest arch contrasting the surrounding fabric and nesting. Maleficent could already feel it, even her own body sensing the change in tempuratre and in the climbing tension.

Her hands were gentle over your body initially, merely caressing your bare skin as you woke under the sunlight, wings cradling the both of you protectively. With a twist of the hips and the coy smile on your face, you’d already turned your head to gaze back at her. You both kissed deeply for what seemed like centuries until burning green eyes overwhelmed you and you were seated, alert and no longer drowsy, in her lap.

You caught her bright gaze in full attention, never shying away from those brilliant green eyes, a smirk tugging at her lips.

“What a sight you are,” her low drawl almost made your ears perk up, and without a doubt increased your heart rate.

Her hands soothed down your naked back, and the sheer heat radiating off of them made you shudder violently in her hold which earned a dark giggle from the fae holding you, her head swooped down and hid itself in your neck, her just holding you, broad wings coming to wrap the two of you into a tighter embrace. “How I’ve come to love having you in my arms. It’s your rightful place, surely.”

Everything she did spurred you on, the feeling of your half naked body pressed into her and feeling the warmth of her, the softness of her feathers against your back, her arms, her mouth so close to your neck, it left you wanting, and she hadn’t done a thing yet.

You were simply enamored by everything she is and were willing to receive anything she’d give.

You shuddered again and preened into her hearing a low grunt, her inhaling against your skin deeply and exhaling with a small groan.

“There’s just something so distinct about you, sweet thing,” she paused and came to inhale again in the same affair against the left of your neck. Every time you twitched or moved she pulled you closer to her body, you were practically flush and she left no room for escape. Not that you could anyways, the large expanse of her beautiful wings enveloping you close to her. “It makes it exceedingly challenging as to not simply,”

She paused, and her eyes locked lowly onto the soft flesh of your shoulder, face smoothing over the smooth skin briefly with another brief inhale, her mouth then opening and biting playfully onto you there. She wasn’t expecting much of a jolt from you, let alone a whimper and a violent shudder once more. Her teeth were sharper at the points of her canines but she’d never pry too deeply into your skin to hurt you, but left with enough pressure to push a pretty mark into your sensitive skin, to raise the skin a light red to match the sweet blush blooming to your beautiful, naked, chest.

She almost melted at the sound, eyes flickering just a touch before, flipping you instantly, your back falling into the miscellaneous nesting of feathers and bedding that were surprisingly soft upon your naked back.

“Though, if it earns reactions from you as such, I have no qualms with biting into you like prey.”

“Maleficent. . .” it was a soft plea, your face was burning red, the blush almost moving down to your chest, but indefinitely leaving a throb between your legs and only drawing you closer to the woman. You were in great need of her, the mere sound of her voice lighting your skin ablaze and the more she talked down to you the closer you wanted her.

She gave you what you wanted, closing in on you slowly, eyes molding over your topless form and that same smirk toying at her lips again as she looked at you.

“So needy on this fine morning,” she pulled you up into her just slightly, your head hanging from between your shoulders and baring soft flesh to the mouth meeting your throat with slow but heated kisses. “Should I not take my time with eating you alive?”

Her tone was low and demeaning before taking a soft nip to your throat, grunting at the soft yelp you let out before biting down just a touch harder once more, releasing you and lathing the slight mark with open mouthed kisses and tentative licks.

“Maleficent, please. . .” it was a breathless plea now, your hands holding tightly to her shoulders as you bared your neck to her mouth that didn’t seem to want to leave there, switching between nipping at you and kissing you. “I ache for you my love. . .”

“How I love you begging,” she paused, leaving one more painfully slow kiss to the base of your throat before meeting your eyes once more. “Again.”

[twilektrekkie]

Someone needs to start writing some Lost Girl x Maleficent content STAT