Malora Week

Happy very belated Malora Week! I kicked my exams in the ass and I’ve begun to catch up on all the lovely malora-ness I missed out on. I’m writing out of order, but I doubt it matters now because I’m so late. So, here’s the first one that I got inspiration for: the Day 5 prompt.

This is the perfect place I thought to expand the little blip of dialogue between Mal and Aurora in The Frozen Star (FF.net & AO3) concerning the fae belief of life after death.

Hopefully this’ll hold everyone over while I catch up with all the other prompts. Have fun reading, beasties!

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Even though Maleficent was immortal, Aurora saw a death in her eyes.

It rested there, behind the swirling gold and green. It was a creeping, invasive thought, a shadow of worry, a lingering, darker creature. It first started as a small thing, a flash across glowing irises, a fleeting whisper that exposed itself for only a moment, and then hid behind something intangible.

It was a seed, carried by the wind of Maleficent’s thoughts before finally settling in fertile soil. The soil was Maleficent’s heart. Aurora once heard a saying among humans that the eyes were the windows to the soul. When Aurora looked into the faery’s eyes, she saw a brambly, thorny thing taking root, something black and twisted and unwelcome.

There were some nights in the tree that Aurora felt Maleficent hold on to her tight, tighter than she had ever been held, as if she were to let go, Aurora would be lost forever. She would place a reassuring hand over the faery’s, then, hoping that in due time Maleficent would open up and tell Aurora what was bothering her, assisted by all the tentative prodding Aurora gave the matter.

Decades passed, and the day never came.

Rating: M

word count: 3,405

Summary: AU. Aurora Rose is a slightly spoiled, kinda bratty actress and Mal Moors is her super attractive bodyguard.

A/N: i would like to thank not only mother nature, but also university for the snow day. this turned out way smutty-er and lighter than i had originally envisioned. i blame my exuberance on my first real snow day. i had this whole back story for bodyguard!Mal that i just couldn’t fit into this version. oh well, maybe it will manifest in a pt. II or something? 

A/N: Still on the catch-up, but I promise I’m almost done. Again, years have been jumped, but this is still a continuation of the prior Glass and Iron universe. 

The initial quartet can be found here:

AO3 | Fanfiction.net | Tumblr

The first three days of Malora Week are here: 

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3

And, housekeeping aside, here’s Day 4. 

Prompt: Magical Pregnancy

Pairing: Malora

Rating: T

Words: 1000 

A/N: Almost there, friends! One last prompt to go. Inspiration for the Moors came from this photoset some of you might remember, as my comment at the bottom of it will explain. Once again, years have passed since the last glimpse, but this remains ever part of the Glass and Iron universe. 

The initial quartet can be found here:

AO3 | Fanfiction.net | Tumblr

The first five days of Malora Week are here: 

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5

And, housekeeping aside, here’s Day 6. 

Prompt: As Kids

Pairing: Malora

Rating: K

Words: 1500

A/N: That’s all, folks! Last one slipping in at midnight. Once again, Glass and Iron precedes this.

The initial quartet can be found here:

AO3 | Fanfiction.net | Tumblr

The first six days of Malora Week are here: 

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6

And, housekeeping aside, here’s Day 7. 

Prompt: Domesticity

Pairing: Malora

Rating: K

Words: 1000

A/N: Since I’m staying in the Glass and Iron verse, I stretched the prompt pretty thin. Forgive me? Also, this short very closely ties to and follows the last, so if you didn’t read it, Day 1 is here.

If you still don’t know what Glass and Iron is, have those links as well:

AO3 | Fanfiction.net | Tumblr

And then, the main event:

Prompt: AU

Pairing: Malora

Rating: T

Words: 2000 

Rated: K+ (violence, oh my!)

word count: 1,350

A/N: please don’t expect an update every day this week. I really only have one more idea (for the AU theme) that I can’t even promise will get done. but here’s this and here’s to hoping the week is full of fics <3

A/N: When I heard Malora Week was going to be the same time as Creampuff (Carmilla) Week and the same month as Swan Queen Week, I didn’t think I would be crazy enough to attempt it all.

Turns out, I’m utterly insane.

Because of the seemingly endless requests to do so, I’m revisiting my Glass and Iron universe this week. These shorts can probably be read alone, but if you’d like the real backdrop – and especially the magic lore – I recommend you start here:

AO3 | Fanfiction.net | Tumblr

However, if you’d like to dive right in, here’s day one.

Prompt: Wings

Pairing: Malora

Rating: T

Words: 2000 

For Day One of Malora Week, prompt ‘Wings’. Just some silly fluff/pre-slash.

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“Ye don’t even realise ye’re doin’ it,” Diaval said suddenly, and Maleficent started. They were sitting together on the bank of the little stream near to Maleficent’s Rowan tree, watching Aurora engaging in one of her traditional battles with the wallerbogs. Apparently, the young Queen didn’t consider that a visit to her beloved moors was complete unless she was at some point at least three-quarters covered in sticky black mud. Preferably entirely.

A/N: A bit outside my usual writing style, but it felt appropriate for the prompt. Inspired by Symphonie Fantastique by Berlioz (which you should listen to x and read about x x cause it’s rad as hell)

If you’re unsatisfied feel free to direct any and all disgruntled feelings toward menzosarres who convinced me to write and post the thing lol

Summary: Wing and love related angst ficlet

Rating: K

student/teacher AU. Characters: Maleficent/Marion Connors, Aurora/Zora Kingston

Annoying little beastie.

There she was, standing in the doorway to the hall. All students had left, only she was still there.

"Miss Connors?"

Marion looked back at her.

"Can I help you?"

"Are you ok?"

Her eyebrows rose.

"Excuse me?"

"You’re so tense. If there’s something bothering you, maybe I can help?"