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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Mal is a fierce protector, it’s the dragon in her.
Once she establishes that you’re someone she can trust, she’ll start being protective over you, mostly in little ways at first.
That protective nature only deepens the closer she gets to you, and once she’d fallen in love with you, her protectiveness kicks into overdrive.
She’ll go to the ends of the universe in order to protect you, both literally and figuratively speaking.
If someone so much as dares to insult you, Mal would be first at your defense, baring her teeth and standing her ground, warning them off from trying anything they may regret.
If anyone physically threatens you, then oh boy, they better watch out. Maleficent will unleash her full wrath on them, and depending on how much of a threat they actually pose to you or anyone else Mal holds dear, you may choose not to even try and hold her back from absolutely destroying them.
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Oflaria is one of the most flourishing and prestigious kingdoms. Gathered profiques, always full of tourists and spices from all over the world, every month we always celebrate some festivals, people are happy and always meet in the square to dance and sing.
King Constantine, your father, has brought forth this region with much effort but all have borne fruit. And you, her daughter, were proud to know that one day you would rule that prestigious territory following your father's example.
There was only one small problem, a prince needed a male figure, however many her skills were. And this concept proprionon did not want to get into your head. You? With a weakling prince? No way!
It was a morning like any other when your sleep was interrupted by your maid who gently woke you.
"My lady, wake up, today is a big busy day" said the old lady. You munched as you stretched yourself abandoning your lavish bed.
"Commitments? I didn't remember having commitments" you said, puzzled.
"Your father has prepared a surprise for you, he said you will be amazed!" exclaimed the old lady helping you dress.
"A surprise?" you asked enthusiastically, who knows what the king will have in store for you. Maybe a new horse? Or finally fencing lessons?
You tried to prepare yourself as quickly as possible and with great strides you started towards the throne room, where you met your father sitting in his usual place.
"Father! I knew you prepared a big surprise for me" you exclaimed taking his old hands, the old king nodded with a kind smile.
"Oh yes you will see, it is not refused this time" requested King Constantine "I have received word that you have a great interest in exploring new places besides our kingdom, isn't it?" He asked.
"Don't tell me! Did you build me a ship to travel?" You asked not being in the skin anymore for the emotion.
"Oh even better my little flower, guards let the guests in" your father ordered, as you heard the doors of the room open, you turned to look at who these new people are, but your smile died within seconds when you were presented with two winged monsters.
"Dad...who are these?" I ask about the tone of the ear with a flexible tone for your impromptu panic.
"Well darling, do you remember when at dinner he tells you about the rhythm that Queen Aurora had established with the Moors?" You nod "Well I decided that friendly relations with these creatures is a very wise and generous act and they agreed to visit" Explained your father.
"My lord, I am Conall and he is Borra" said the dark-skinned winged man bowing elegantly, a difference from the other who made a meager gesture with his head. He didn't reassure you his eyes were too hard and fierce, as if he had been forced to come and visit you. Conall, on the other hand, transmitted the opposite emotions, or was very good at pretending.
"Nice to have you here with us, as you know I am King Constantine and this beautiful girl is my daughter, (y/n)" said the king, pointing at your figure, thus leading the gaze of those present to you. Borra's dark and vivid eyes pierced you like a blow, letting your body shudder.
"Please, follow us into the dining room, there is nothing more pleasant than discussing business over a good brunch" said the king, rising from his throne and followed by a wheel from you and the two guests. There was absolute silence, but one thing that surely captured your hearing was the question that Borra whispered to Conall, it was in that instant that you heard his hoarse and dark tone for the first time.
"What the hell is a brunch?" He asked almost awkwardly.
"I don't know, let's go along without making too many complaints" reported the comparison calmly.
Arrived at a huge terrace covered with a floral gazebo you were about to sit at the big table, full of various delicacies. Needless to say, the two guests had a hard time sitting down with those big wings that came together, and this made you hide a small smile. You noticed puzzled that the cutlery had been changed with the ceramic ones and looking at your father he sensed.
"See darling, I preferred to change the dishes with materials that would not endanger the lives of our guests, unfortunately the iron can hurt them" explained the king.
"I see, well the iron cutlery rusts right away and they aren't all that elegant" you said as you started to drink some tea.
"Well then, I am sorry that your Mrs. Maleficent could not have come here, but I am still happy to have welcomed you warriors. In the letter I sent her I explained to her that in my opinion there would have been a more solid pact than a marriage to seal peace" you listened to the words of your father, who had decided to marry Maleficent, after his years without you mother? "And that's why my daughter will marry a noble warrior, and to imagine from the name mentioned in the letter, I suppose it's you, Borra, my daughter's future husband" your father exclaimed enthusiastically.
Not even the time to finish the sentence that you spit your tea all over the table in shock, while Borra nodded and suddenly he was petrified.
For what absurd reason did Maleficent not warn him?!
"Don't talk about it, Father! You have proposed me to hundreds of young princes, it will not be this...winged man to have my hand!" You exclaimed in a rage and getting up from the table “I will have a progeny of winged monsters, your grandchildren will have horns and wings! Do you realize the absurdity?” You asked while Borra feeling himself taken into consideration, he got up in turn growling threateningly.
"How dare you? I at least know how to defend myself, I don't need armor to fight" he said, flapping his hands on the table “and did you ever mirror yourself? you look like a...” but he was interrupted by Conall who gave him a reproachful look.
"I will never marry anyone! I don't need a man to rule, father! and if you have not understood it all these years, then I go away and I will build a kingdom of my own, with my only strengths” you said as you ran out of the terrace, as you heard the screams of the king who begged for your return.
You quickly changed getting rid of your princely dress and wearing the right clothing to ride, you then started towards the stable and riding on your steed, you passed the castle walls and your vast city looking for a quiet place to stop the night.
Rode without stopping for many miles, you had crossed much of the forest and when night fell you camped in a cave that overlooked the banks of a small lake. It was really difficult to light a fire powerful enough to cook that miserable fish you were able to catch. The wild life seemed easier and heroic in the books of myths, but apparently it was just dirty and tiring. Also it was quite cold and your cape was not very successful in trying to warm you up.
It all seemed pretty quiet, until Solomon, your horse didn't start to get nervous, like there was something around.
"Hey my friend, what's wrong?" You asked shortly before a strong blow to the head stunned you for a few moments, the right time to grab you and tie your wrists with a rope. Someone dragged you and made you fall badly into the cold cave.
"Who are you? and what do you want from me?” you shouted trying to look threatening, the little flame that cooked your dinner, lit up just three male figures. Surely they were three bandits.
"Give us all your money, wanderer!" Ordered one of them "Tell us where you have your money or I swear I'll slit your throat with this knife!" Another said, showing a dagger from his pocket, making you scare.
"I swear to you, I have nothing, I only live on what nature gives me" you replied trying not to look terrified, but your trembling voice didn't play in your favor. The man who had a dagger in his hand, approached your figure and approached to attack your neck, he stopped shortly before the blade rubbed your silky skin.
"Let me be beaten guys" the bandit told his colleagues with a mischievous tone, "We have the princess of Ophlaria in front of us" she announced theatrically as the others laughed.
"Take your hands off me, you filthy worm" you screamed, pecking at a powerful fist on the lip that caused a blow to your head to account for the rocky terrain. Your senses became more and more muffled but you could still have the annoying sensation of pain on your slightly bloody mouth.
"This night we won't have the money, but we could have fun with this sweet princess. They will pay a very high ransom for your pretty face" proposed one of the bandits laughing in a squalid way.
"I start with her first, then it will be yours as soon as I feel quite satisfied. I wonder if it's true that the princess is still pure?" said the man who had beaten you, starting to tear your shirt with his dagger.
"No Please! Do not touch me! I said don't touch me!” You screamed desperately as your eyes filled with tears, was this really the end you should have met? Was this the punishment you deserved after refusing your duty to marry you?
You closed your eyes in terror, not having enough guts to look at that disgusting scene in your face, but all of a sudden some unsheathed screams caught your attention. With the little strength left open in two slits the eyes and all that presented itself before you was as fast as the wake of a comet.
The two men on the sidelines had been captured by enormous thorny roots, which crushed them until they broke bones after bones. As for your cruel molester, he was lifted off the ground slowly, by a hand that grabbed his neck with a lethal grip. A winged figure looked him straight in the eye and after throwing a monstrous snarl he whispered "If you only think you can hurt the princess, you will first have to overcome my corpse" after which the neck of the last bandit remained broke with a simple movement of wrist.
Your fragile and trembling body was still on the ground, intent on observing the figure of your savior, who approached you, and gently grasping your body, made you sit with your back to a wall of the cave. Only then did you recognize Borra's hollow face, lit by the soft flame of the fire.
"You ..." you whispered confused.
"I see that your plan to create a new kingdom is proceeding perfectly," the cuckold replied sarcastically, raising his eyebrows in exasperation.
"Fuck you" you whispered with the little voice left. You hated to admit your defeat.
"A thank you would be more aristocratic on your part," he replied with a small growl. Then put his gaze on your lower lip, swollen and injured. You perceive the rough but at the same time warm palm of one of his hands resting on one side of your face, while a thumb was trying to take away the blood that was dripping in excess "A man should never get his hands on a defenseless woman, nobody should take it out on those who can't protect themselves ... that's why I hate the nature of you humans "Borra commented dejectedly and somehow his words hit you.
A being like him could immediately give the impression of a beast, of a bad and heartless being, and yet, although you had insulted him, he had saved you, from those you would have called subjects. Your attention shifted again to Borra's face, which had moistened his thumb with his saliva and was about to lean on your wound on his lip.
"For all the heavens! What are you doing ?! ”you asked in disgust, moving away from his hands.
"I'm trying to disinfect your wound, since you don't even have medicinal herbs with you, idiot!" Borra tried to justify himself, realizing that he had not yet untied his wrists and without even using so much strength, he broke the rope that you imprisons, also noticing your slightly reddened wrists.
"How ... how did you manage to find me?" You asked still bewildered as you rubbed your aching wrists, Borra let out a proud and proud smile.
"I've never lost sight of you, at least until you've entered the cave. I would never have left you alone in this world, "the boy explained.
"Did you prepare this sentence?" You asked raising an eyebrow almost in order to tease him. But he didn't particularly appreciate it.
"Do you want to keep joking, princess?" The blonde asked menacingly "I flew far and wide, I killed people for you and I'm taking care of you!" He added reproachfully.
"Because if you hate humans, then why did you do all this? Probably because you want to look good with my father? Surely now you have the throne insured "you replied stinging.
"Your throne would burn it quietly, it is not the riches that interest me!" Said Borra "For years I have been blinded by anger and revenge. But during the war in Ulstead I met death and pity, and I realized that there may be some humans worth fighting for, so it's worth protecting..." the boy explained, looking you straight in the eye and only in that moment you realized that the distance between your faces was only a few centimeters "Obviously ... for you the phrase <<there are humans that are worth loving>> is not even a day from our meeting and you already make me damn , monkey" he said, moving away, knowing perfectly well that his tone would tickle you as needed.
"THEN IT'S SO THAT YOU WANTED TO CALL ME TODAY! Before your friend stopped you" you exclaimed indignantly, advancing on his figure, who turned his back to you, but as soon as you were ready to throw a" punch "at him, Borra turned abruptly and took you by his hips and leaned on his shoulder like a potato sack.
"Let's make a deal, when we get home I'll teach you how to fight, so we'll try to blanch your spiteful little monkey spiteful" Dark Fae offered with a little laugh.
"As long as I teach you something to improve your bear-like bearing" you said, trying to squeeze out of his grip with little success.
"Oh now you are back the princess all right and delicate? And where is my little monkey that sends me to fuck me, instead of thanking me?" Borra asked, holding back a laugh while grabbing the bridle of your horse he accompanied you to the way back, while the woods were covered with your voices that were teasing each other.
N / A: ok I saw Maleficent yesterday and it was a really good movie! And well what to say? I fell in love with Borra, I still fell in love with Diaval and so much more. Excuse me for my awful English, I am Italian bish
The waves were tongues of obsidian, the foam rusted the wood of the boat, the colored fabric of the sails broke like the skin from the flesh, the thunder crashed into the vast sea of the kingdom. The screams of your father who kept repeating "down the sails!" echoes in your mind, as you see the crew startled and confused by the unrestrained storm that hindered your return home. The life of sailors is not easy, your father has always reminded you, but that night, you thought that nothing could have saved you.
From the bowels of the sea, a wall of water rose up that only when you remembered, your skin get upset with terror, it was only a matter of a few seconds before it hit your ship with a deafening blow making it overturn and swallowing it deep in the abyss. you feel your body slip away from the ship, while you screamed desperately at your father's name, then a violent dip in the water made you lose consciousness and from that moment there is darkness.
Your eyes snapped open and you screamed out of your lips a terrified gasp, your forehead was beaded with sweat, while your skin stiffened because of the sudden feeling of frost. You were lying on the ground, in place that was unknown to you, it looked like a cave, maybe you were shipwrecked somewhere?
With the last thread of voice that you had left you called your father's name in fright, but I received no answer but your echo. You tried to stand up but a dizziness forced you to lose your balance and fall to the ground, then you dragged yourself close to the nearest wall and leaned against it, you started to walk slowly towards the hypothetical exit of that cave. Were you terrified, and if there were animals or banquets? How would you defend yourself?
"Is anybody there?" you asked worried.
You observed the landscape in front of you but there was not much to see, it was pitch dark and this was not improving the situation. You had to stay in the cave or maybe venture to seek help. As absurd as it could be, you gathered all the courage possible and bracollando you entered the dense vegetation.
"Is anyone there? I am unarmed, please do not attack me" you said to some possible passerby, hoping it was not a desert island. Yet something in you you felt a little voice that told you that you were not alone in that place, you felt that something was there, you felt the disturbing feeling of a pair of eyes that followed you with every step.
Suddenly you felt the dry throat and the distant sound of rustling water, made your eyes light up. You dragged yourself out of the vegetation finding a small pond in front of you, without thinking twice you knelt and quenched your thirst, also washing your face steeped in salt and sweat. In fact, only now did you realize your unkempt and dirty appearance, probably better to give yourself a wash, so as to disinfect the few wounds you had gotten yourself in the sinking.
Taking a quick look around, you quickly get rid of your ruined clothes and touching the water of the lake with your feet you could feel the temperature being slightly cold. Little by little you submerged yourself until the water touched your shoulders, you inclined your head backwards to wet your hair, at that moment your eyes narrowed and it was then that you placed yourself in front of you new that frightening wave that swept you and your crew.
Your eyes barred scared and breathing hard, you felt like the feeling of being underwater, as if the salt had clogged your nostrils and your lungs filled with water. You brought a freaky mouth to your mouth trying to fight those demons inside your head.
But meanwhile another demon was staring at your figure between the thick and dark vegetation.
A human, a small and frightened human. It was almost a tender mink if it weren't for its non-magical nature. Yet despite that, those eyes looked at every inch of the girl's body, while in her mind the hatred clashed with the sudden physical attraction, which slowly drank her tense nerves.
"Who is there?" suddenly the young woman's trembling voice made the magical creature awaken from her thoughts. A languid smile rippled in her thin lips, it would have been fun to play with this new prey.
"Oh believe me, in the depths of your heart you know you don't want to know" a hoarse voice rose up in the bushes, making you stop your heart for a few moments.
"Are you a bandit?" you asked trembling as a light laugh echoed low in the dark.
"A bandit you say?" he asked ironically "Oh you humans are so dull as well as being ruthless"
Human? Was he a freak?
"Why don't you come out into the open?" you asked, trying to defend yourself, while your arms covered your breast, a threatening growl made you almost jump.
"I ask the questions here" said the male voice as the trees slowly seemed to move, your eyes barred with terror when you saw a mighty dark figure behind you on the water. The thing that made you shiver was those long horns that protruded from his head.
"Come on, why don't you turn around?" the monster asked in a teasing tone "Didn't you want the beast to come out in the open?" he whispered hoarsely in your ear, brushing your skin with his sharp teeth.
Your spine was shaken by a sinister shiver and you half-closed your eyes and whispered "Is it hell?" you asked, feeling like a fool "Am I dead?" at that point the rough fingers helped by the sharp nails traced a slight outline on your neck moving your wet hair on your right shoulder.
A guttural laugh preceded his words.
"Oh no little flower, you are alive and well, to your misfortune" the monster said, savoring the scent of your wet hair, and then grabbing your face with a firm hand making you turn towards him. "And until you tell me who brought you here, I will enjoy eating you inch by inch" he said a step from your lips. You opened your eyes with fear, finding yourself in front of a hollow face of a young man with long tousled hair, his eyes were something scary but at the same time magnetic, as if they were devouring your soul, but the even more shocking feature was its enormous wings, the plumage seemed similar to one of those wild but at the same time majestic birds of prey that you had seen with your father in the eastern deserts.
"Mmmmh...I could start with this nice little arm" he said in a threatening winged monster tone, pulling your left arm from your breast too easily, bringing your wrist closer to his teeth. Obviously he knew he was playing his part well, he would never have devoured a human, but it was delightfully fun to see your body tremble, while your eyes were strained by tension.
"Borra! Leave that girl immediately!" another male voice echoed towards the shores of the lake, you turned and your eyes met another winged man with a dark complexion and long black hair adorned with braids. The man who apparently was called Borra raised his eyes to the sky, giggling profoundly.
"Oh come on Conall! How did I not understand that it was you who brought this little poultice to our land?" he replied ironically.
“Her ship was hit by the last storm, she is the only survivor of her crew” Conall explained, still waiting for Borra to leave your naked body alone.
"So?" Borra asked with disinterested approaching his teeth towards your wrist in a threatening way, in panic you turned towards the other man, silently imploring help.
"And then I couldn't let her die" the raven tried to justify himself.
"This does not change things, you know that humans have exterminated our population and forced us into exile and she is a human" replied Borra agonized.
"I will keep her under my wing, I will teach her our customs and culture, you will see that she is not like the others, she would have already attacked you" he tried to object Conall. A few moments passed that for you were centuries and when you turned towards Borra's eyes he gave a sinister smile, which caused the rubbing of his canines on your wet skin, you thought he would bite you and instead he placed a kiss on your wrist, letting go of your arm.
"All right, my friend, today I feel quite magnanimous and I agree with you, but on one condition..." he said as suddenly a wing of his enveloped your body away from Conik's viksta "I will take care of her, on my way"continued the other man with a small grin “You can be sure that I will not twist a hair, you have my word" Borra finally explained resting his hand on his muscular chest.
Conall threw you a glance at this point, noticing your worried face peeping out from Borra's wing and with a light sigh hovered in the air with a flap of wings.
"I'll come to see her every now and then to see if you don't lie" said the raven and then disappeared who knows where. You remained silent until a draft of icy wind made you remember your clothes on the shore of the lake, so you started to take them back and while you were about to dress again, you threw a sgaurdo to the winged monster in front of you who kept looking at you without the minimal shame.
"Could you please look elsewhere?" you asked a little nervously, while Borra snorted loudly, obeying.
"As if it will be the last I will see you naked in my arms, foolish human..." he said making you blush conspicuously.
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OUAT aka Everyone’s Related (to Henry) aka One Big Dead and/or Dysfunctional Family. *sigh* Also if we get Cinderella back in OUAT next season imma flip a table.
You know it’s going to happen. *stealthily pads the edges of your tables so they don’t break when you will inevitably flip them* They can’t write an original storyline to save their freaking lives. They pick and choose from lore, current Disney backstories, and fan fic like it’s a buffet, mish moshing them all together so they can say “See, it’s an Adam and Eddie original!”
I think the only original storyline they’ve written is the Baelfire/Rumple connection and the Rumple/Peter Pan connection, and Peter Pan being evil. Throwing odd parings together does not a creative story make.
When I saw that Maleficent’s child was an egg, I ranted for a good five minutes about how it had been done already, and done well. It’s one of the cutest damn headcanons.
I won’t even begin to address the other headcanons they’ve borrowed stolen because I don’t want to sound like a pompous arse.
Aurora feels uncomfortable surrounded by humans; she'd much rather be in the woods with the animals and Fair Folk.
That being said, she eventually overcomes this feeling as she grows older. After all, one can't be both queen of the human kingdom and the Moors unless they can give equal attention to both.
As someone who’s had times this past year where I can barely walk and have finally started using a cane whenever I have to walk more than just across a parking lot, it really struck home with me.
