Dark Male Maleficent X Aurora's Mother! Reader PART TWO
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<<<Part One
The years passed blissfully within the enchanted Moors. Aurora grew under the watchful eyes of both you and Maleficent, her laughter ringing through the meadows as she played among the creatures of the fae realm.
The curse had long been lifted, and Maleficent had kept his word, Aurora was his daughter in every way but blood, and you, his queen, ruled beside him with love and respect.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of violet and gold, the air grew heavy with tension. As it whispered of an approaching force.
Maleficent’s grip on his staff tightened, his emerald eyes narrowing. "Stefan."
Your heart clenched. The name alone was a ghost of a past you’d buried.
King Stefan's army amassed at the borders of the Moors, their banners fluttering in the wind. At their helm rode Stefan himself, clad in armor, his expression unreadable.
"Return what is mine," his voice boomed across the field, "my wife and my daughter."
Maleficent’s wings arose a silent challenge.
"You forfeited any claim to them the moment you deceived us both."
You stepped forward, your voice steady despite the conflict you are feeling.
"Aurora is happy here. She is loved. Can you say the same about your relationship with her as a father, Stefan? Or were the throne and your pride always worth more than her?"
"You are my wife!"
"The woman who was once your wife is now married to me, and Aurora is my daughter."
Stefan’s face twisted in fury, his grip tightening on his sword.
"You stole them from me!"
Maleficent’s lips curled into a cold smirk. "No, Stefan. You drove them away. You abandoned them. I merely gave them what you never could, love and safety."
Stefan’s sword glinted in the dying light as he took a threatening step forward. Maleficent didn’t flinch, but his voice dropped low, a command meant only for you.
"Go. Take Aurora inside."
You hesitated, your fingers brushing against his arm. "Maleficent-"
"Now." His tone left no room for argument.
Aurora reached for your hand, her eyes wide. "Mother…"
With one last glance at the man who had once been your husband, now a stranger clad in armor and rage, you pulled Aurora back toward the heart of the Moors, the enchanted trees closing protectively behind you.
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The sounds of battle echoed through the night, steel against magic, shouts swallowed by the roar of the forest itself.
You sat with Aurora in the great hall of the fae palace, her head resting against your shoulder as you both waited, listening.
Hours passed.
Then silence.
The doors creaked open, and there he stood.
Maleficent.
His cloak was torn, his hands stained with blood, some his own, some not. His horns gleamed darkly under the torchlight, his breathing ragged. But his eyes, those emerald eyes, found yours instantly.
Without a word, he crossed the room and sank to his knees before you.
Then, with a shuddering exhale, he let his forehead rest against your lap, his body trembling with exhaustion.
Your fingers immediately carded through his hair, brushing away the dirt and sweat. Aurora, wide-eyed but unafraid, reached out to touch his shoulder.
"You’re hurt," you whispered.
He let out a dark chuckle, the sound rough against your skirts. "Not as much as he is."
Aurora swallowed.
"Is he…?"
"Gone," Maleficent replies. "Banished. He won’t return."
However, you knew that 'Banished' means killed, Maleficent just doesn't want to frighten Aurora.
You bent over him, pressing your lips to the crown of his head. "Good."
For a long moment, the three of you stayed like that, a tangle of relief and lingering adrenaline, the warmth of the hearth chasing away the night’s chill.
Then Maleficent lifted his head just enough to meet your gaze, his voice raw.
"I told you I would protect what's mine."
And as Aurora curled into his side, as your hands cradled his face, you knew no power in this world or any other could break what you had built.
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— a/n: my taste in villains is impeccable, nonnie. impeccable...
𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐀 ♡
vanessa stood over y/n, her voluptuous figure glistening with sweat as she caught her breath after their intense argument.
"you've been an absolute brat all evening," she purred, circling y/n like a shark. "such a naughty girl, teasing me with this sexy body, taunting me..." vanessa grabbed y/n's chin roughly, forcing her to look up and meet her smoldering gaze. "well, sweetheart, i think it's time i taught you a lesson in respect."
vanessa pushed y/n face down over her lap, hiking up her skirt to expose her lush, round ass. smack! she landed a hard, stinging spank right on y/n's bare cheek. "count them," vanessa growled, spanking her again. smack! "don't you dare forget to count, slut." smack! y/n yelped, her ass jiggling and turning a pretty pink from the impact. "three..." vanessa slid her fingers under y/n's panties, rubbing her slick folds. "mmm, you're dripping wet, you dirty girl. does getting punished turn you on that much?" she plunged two fingers deep into y/n's tight cunt without warning, finger-fucking her hard and fast. "scream for me, whore," vanessa snarled, pumping her digits in and out of y/n's soaked, clenching hole. "let everyone hear how much you love being spanked and fingered like a little slut! now, apologize for being such a teasing brat, you filthy whore. beg me to forgive you and fuck this needy cunt properly."
𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 ♡
cruella stood before y/n, her icy blue eyes narrowing as she eyed the incriminating evidence of her transgression. the sight of y/n's drenched panties and trembling thighs was enough to confirm her suspicions.
"well, well, well... looks like someone couldn't control themselves, hmm?" cruella sneered, circling her prey like a hawk. "you know the rules, darling. no cumming without my express permission. and yet, here you are, a leaking, desperate mess. absolutely shameless."
cruella grabbed her elegant cane, running the smooth wood along y/n's jawline before delivering a sharp smack to her ass with the other end. the crack of the cane against tender flesh echoed through the room. "bend over the desk, you naughty girl. i think a thorough punishment is in order, to remind you who's in charge here. twenty lashes should teach you to ask for permission before pleasing yourself. count them out loud, pet. and make it convincing, won't you? i want to hear your cries of remorse." with that, cruella raised the cane high, poised to strike again, a wicked grin playing across her scarlet lips. "now, beg for forgiveness, slut. plead your case... and pray i'm in a merciful mood."
𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 ♡
maleficent stood before y/n, her emerald eyes flashing with disapproval as she folded her arms across her chest. her voice was a low, menacing purr, each word precisely enunciated. "it seems you have a rather foul mouth on you, my dear. such crass language and disrespect will not be tolerated. you forget, i am the mistress of all evil, and you shall learn the consequences of your wicked tongue."
with a flick of her wrist, dark ropes materialized, coiling around y/n's wrists and ankles, binding her tightly. maleficent watched impassively as she hoisted y/n up, spreading her legs wide, leaving them exposed and vulnerable. she circled her prey, a gloved hand trailing teasingly along y/n's inner thigh, inching higher and higher until she brushed against the damp fabric covering y/n's sex. "my, my, what have we here? it appears your body is rather eager, despite your insolent words. how delightful, brat."
maleficent leaned in, her breath hot against y/n's ear as she whispered, "i will not allow you to find release until you beg for my forgiveness. until you plead prettily for me to allow you to cum." her fingers began to move, rubbing firm circles over y/n's clothed clit, the fabric dampening further as arousal built. she edged her mercilessly, bringing y/n to the edge again and again, only to pull back, denying their climax. "beg for it," she commanded coldly, continuing her relentless teasing.
𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄 ♡
lady tremaine swept into the room, her silk gown rustling angrily as she took in the state of the untidy chamber. her piercing gaze fell upon y/n, who shrunk back in fear.
"my god, look at the state of this room! i've raised an absolute disgrace," she seethed, circling her stepdaughter like a hawk. "you're a miserable excuse for a young woman, y/n. i've taken you in, given you a roof over your head, and this is how you repay me? with slovenly habits and a complete lack of respect for your elders?" tremaine grabbed y/n roughly by the chin, forcing her to meet her icy glare. "take off your clothes, you ungrateful little slut. now."
as y/n fumbled with shaking hands to obey, tremaine snatched up the strap-on dildo from the side table, securing the leather straps tightly around her voluptuous hips. "i'll teach you to be a good girl and do your chores properly," she hissed, pushing y/n roughly onto the bed.
tremaine shoved y/n's thighs apart, exposing her dripping cunt. "already so wet, you shameless harlot?" she sneered, rubbing the thick head of the strap-on against y/n's swollen folds. "i haven't even begun to punish you yet." she thrust into y/n hard, not pausing to let her adjust as she began a relentless pace, pounding into her stepdaughter's pussy. y/n cried out, back arching off the bed as tremaine overstimulated her cruelly. the headboard slammed against the wall with each powerful thrust, the obscene slap of flesh on flesh filling the room. "i'll fuck this laziness out of you, you worthless girl," tremaine grunted, gripping y/n's hips hard enough to leave bruises. "you'll learn to be a proper young lady, one way or another!"
𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐋 ♡
gothel glided into the room, her eyes flashing with anger and betrayal as she took in the sight of y/n's failed escape attempt. she circled her prey like a predator, her voice low and menacing.
"how dare you try to leave me, sweetling? after all i've done for you, all the love i've poured into keeping you safe and hidden away from the cruel world outside?" gothel grabbed y/n's hair roughly, forcing her to meet her intense, piercing gaze. "you belong to me, my dear girl. body and soul. and i won't let you go, not now, not ever."
gothel wasted no time binding y/n tightly to the chair with silken ropes, the fabric digging into her soft skin. she tore off a strip of fabric and deftly gagged y/n, muffling any protests or pleas. gothel retrieved a vibrator from her drawer, a cruel smile playing across her full lips as she switched it on. the buzzing filled the room, making y/n's eyes go wide with apprehension.
the brunette pushed up y/n's skirt and shoved the vibrator roughly between her thighs, pressing it hard against her cunt. "i'm going to remind you why you can't leave me, my love," she purred, letting the toy do its work. "i'm going to overwhelm your senses until the only thought in your pretty little head is me."
gothel watched with sadistic amusement as y/n began to squirm and writhe against her bonds, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure-pain through her core. gothel pressed harder, rubbing the toy mercilessly against y/n's aching clit as she leaned in close.
"feel that, my sweet? feel how your body is betraying you, craving my touch, needing me to fill you up and make you whole?" gothel's voice was a dark, sinful purr in y/n's ear as she continued to stimulate her cruelly. "you can't deny it, my love. your pleasure belongs to me, just like the rest of you. and i won't let you go, not even if you beg so sweetly."
How they react to you asking for a baby (Disney Villains)
Maleficent:
"...You know who I am and what I did to that princess, right?"
Seriously, for a second, she'd think you've forgotten. Because who on earth would ask the same dark fairy who literally cursed a princess in her cradle for a baby?! She knew you were reckless, but this is a whole new level, even for her.
She'd definitely say no. She's not cut out to be a mother, she shouldn't even be cut out to have a partner, so forget it... No, don't use those stupid puppy-dog eyes, they won't work on her. She's above that.
Queen Grimhilde:
"I don't need an heir yet."
Look, she's being merciful, okay? You know what’s going on with Snow White, you know the deep hatred she has for the girl because of her increasingly obvious beauty. Do you really want to risk any of your babies going through the same thing as the princess?
If you really want a child, you should try to protect Snow, I'm just saying. It's not like you'll be able to do much for her, but it's better than risking a blood relative, right?
Mary Sanderson:
"Winny doesn't like children, silly, just their souls"
Despite saying it with a small giggle, you can see a hint of panic in her eyes, and it's not hard to put two and two together. They're witches, they steal children's souls to stay young and powerful—you're truly insane if you want to bring an infant into that.
Besides, Mary knows her sisters. No matter how much loyalty exists between them, she knows that, if a sacrifice were necessary, neither Winifred nor Sarah would hesitate to take the life of someone who's just entered the world. It's easier to part with a soul they barely know than with the soul of someone they've lived with for over 500 years. So no, please don't do that to her.
Claudine Frollo:
"Do things in order, darling. First, we have a date at the altar."
...What did you expect? She's a woman of faith, regardless of your gender or beliefs. In her house, HER rules are followed, and if you want a baby (which I don't know who in their right mind would want to give this judge a child, poor thing), you're going to have to do things in order: marriage first, baby later.
That said, deep down she's actually excited about your proposal, even though she's keeping her composure on the outside. You've just given her the final thread she needed to complete her web around you.
Mother Gothel:
"We already have one, shut up."
There's Rapunzel, don't ask for more. Yeah, sure, she just wants the power locked in the girl's hair, not the girl herself, but honestly, you don't really think being her own flesh and blood would change anything, do you? Please, you know her better than that.
She's the center of her own life, and maternal instincts are very, very dormant, if not dead inside her. The only reason she puts up with the little princess is because of the flower's power; a child of yours won't have that, so it's not worth the effort...Don't make that face, darling! You have her, you don't need anything else.
Iracebeth of Crims:
"...You want a what?...With me?"
She'll probably think it's a joke at first. Look, you know who she is and what she did, and she's the first person to admit that leaving her in charge of a baby isn't the smartest decision, especially since she can sometimes be just as needy and spoiled as the baby itself.
But deep down, she's scared. Scared because she's only just learning to accept that you truly want to be in her life despite everything, that you love her, you're not afraid of her. Having a child feels like too big a step for her right now...but that doesn't mean it's a definite no, just a "let's wait a little longer." (Although you should start getting used to the idea that you'll have two people attached to you all the time when the time comes, and that you'll have to make a Herculean effort to help her overcome her fear of hurting her baby, okay?)
Hades:
"Yes."
No questions asked, no bargaining, no teasing. A definite, solid yes, and maybe a little too quickly. Let's be honest, he's been waiting for you to say this since the moment you agreed to date him.
Now, I hope you've thought carefully about when you ask him, that you're well-rested, and that you've drunk plenty of water, because this god is definitely going to drag you into the bedroom before you can even finish speaking, and Olympus knows when you'll be able to go out again. Those babies don't make themselves, after all.
Summary: after the princess, y/n, was cursed, and was taken into hiding by her “aunts”, she befriended a crow who always watched her. As she got older, she dreamt of a man, green skin, horns on his head, and the same crow. Was he the devil? It didn’t matter, she was in love with this green skinned man, not knowing of course he was the same man who cursed, and had grown quite possessive over her.
A/n: 🙃 hey… me and my bad writing…… and my fav Disney movie
pt.2
“i know you. i walked with you once upon a dream…”
In a far away land, long ago, lived a king and his fair queen. Many years had they longed for a child and finally their wish was granted. A daughter was born, and they called her Y/n, and she filled their lives with sunshine. Then a great holiday was proclaimed throughout the kingdom, so that all of high or low estate might pay homage to the infant princess. And our story begins on that most joyful day.
Many people from all around the kingdom gathered around in the palace, giving gifts and to lay eyes on the infant princess. King Stefan and his queen greeted their guests while sitting on their thrones. Soon, the announcer called the name of king Hubert and prince Philip. Both kings being friends for many years
For they have both wished that one day their kingdoms would one day be united. And on this day, it was known that the infant princess would marry prince Philip when she was of age.
Both kings hugged each other as Philip was lead to the crib by the queen, and looked down unknowing upon his future bride.
“The most honored and exalted excellencies, the three good fairies. Mistress Flora, mistress Fauna, and mistress Merryweather.” The announcer spoke, as a small light shone down as the three good fairies landed softly and gracefully on the floor.
They went to the cradle holding the princess, and fawned over her, then went to the king and the queen, “Your majesty’s. Each of us shall bless the child with one gift. No more. No less.” Flora spoke as she went up first to the cradle and began casting her spell, “Little princess, my gift shall be the gift of beauty.”
“One gift, beauty rare
Full of sunshine in her hair
Lips that shame the red red rose
She'll walk with springtime
Wherever she goes…”
Next, Fauna went up and looked down the princess fondly as she began to cast the spell for her gift, “Tiny princess, my gift shall be the gift of song.”
“One gift, the gift of song
Melody her whole life long
The nightingale's her troubadour
Bringing her sweet serenade to her door…”
Lastly, Merryweather was about to give her gift but was instantly cut off by a harsh wind that blew into the palace, slamming the palace doors open. Thunder was heard, and lightning struck the floor inside creating a green fire that revealed a figure, a man, holding his staff, and a crow which flew inside and landed on the man’s staff. Everyone was startled and shocked, and the fairies looked mortified.
“Why? It’s Malvor!” Flora gasped.
“What does he want?” Merryweather grumbled, as Fauna quickly shushed her.
Malvor looked around, his eyes landing on the infant princess with a wicked smirked, then turned his gaze to king Stefan as he began to speak, “Well, quite a glittering assemblage, King Stefan. Royalty, nobility, the gentry, and,” Malvor paused with a chuckle, looking at the three good fairies, “how quaint, even the rebel.”
Merryweather grumbles, trying to charge Malvor, but was held back by Flora, who pulled Merryweather back by her blue cape.
“I really felt quite distressed of not receiving an invitation.” Malvor spoke as he pet the crow who grinned sinisterly at the fairies.
“You weren't wanted!” Merryweather answered, annoyed as she glared at the man.
Malvor eyes widened, but his face quickly grew into a smirk, “Not wa...? Oh dear, what an awkward situation. I had hoped it was merely due to some oversight. Well, in that event I'd best be on my way.”
He was about to turn away but the queen, confused, asked if he wasn’t offended, “Why no, your majesty. And to show I bear no ill will, I, too, shall bestow a gift on the child.” The fairies instantly went to protect the cradle, scared at what Malvor was about to do, “Listen well, all of you! The princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty, beloved by all who know her. But, before the sun sets on her nineteenth birthday, she shall prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die. And when she does, I will claim her corpse as my own gift.” He cackled evilly as the queen went to pick up her daughter, holding her close to her chest, terrified for her daughter’s life, and the king, furious, ordered his guards to seize him, but Malvor left in green fire, cackling louder, with his crow also flying away.
The fairies, trying to bring at least an ounce of hope into the situation, told the king that Merryweather had yet to give her gift, and could help the curse. And so she did, casting a spell that the princess would still prick her finger on a spindle, but she would not be cursed with death, but just with sleep. Until true loves kiss would break her spell…
But King Stefan, still fearful of his daughter's life, did then and there decree that every spinning wheel in the kingdom should on that very day be burnt. So it was done. But the fairies had the idea to hide the princess in an abandoned cottage in the woods, and the fairies would perform as three peasants. So the king and his queen watched with heavy hearts as their most precious possession, their only child, disappeared into the night. Many sad and lonely years passed by for King Stefan and his people. But as the time for the princesses nineteenth birthday drew near, the entire kingdom began to rejoice. For everyone knew that as long as Malvor’s domain, the forbidden mountains, thundered with his wrath and frustration, his evil prophecy had not yet been fulfilled. And so for nineteen long years the whereabouts of the princess remained a mystery, while deep in the forest, in a woodcutter's cottage, the good fairies carried out their well-laid plan. Living like mortals, they had reared the child as their own.
Y/n was humming to herself as she dusted a up stairs window of the cottage, holding a broom. As she went down stairs, she saw her aunts sitting at the table, whispering. With a fond smile, and a tilt of her head, she approached slowly, “And what are you three dears up to?”
They turned to her startled, “Up to?” They each echoed, and Flora began to try to stutter out a excuse, and Merryweather made a excuse about having Y/n pick some berries, even though she did yesterday as they push her gently out the door with a basket and scarf.
She chuckled to herself, waving goodbye to her aunts. As she walked in woods, she began to sing. Her angelic voice echoed, gaining the attention of the woodland creatures, with some birds singing along with her.
As she picked berries, she couldn’t help but sing to herself, “I wonder, I wonder, I wonder why each little bird has a someone to sing to sweet things to gay little laugh melody.”
She walked, continuing her melody, and stopped, leaning against a tree branch, looking on at a castle from afar. “Oh dear, why do they still treat me like a child.” She sighs.
“Who?” An owl chirped
“Why, Flora and Fauna and Merryweather. They never want me to meet anyone.” She began to walk back into the woods, her basket swaying with each step.
When she stopped, she sat by a tree, a smile on her face, “But you know something? I fooled 'em. I have met someone!”
The animals chirped and squeaked in excitement, especially the Owl, who chirped more ‘who’s’, “Oh, a man. Well, he's tall, handsome, with green skin, horns, and he’s...and he’s so romantic. We walk together, and talk together, and just before we say goodbye, he takes me in his arms, and then... I wake up.”
While she continues to talk to the animals, she fails to see a figure watching her, holding his staff close, and with his crow on his shoulder. He listens to her intently as she talks to small animals. “Every night, I hope I see him. To be with him, to have him hold me in his arms again.” Y/n sighs, “Sometimes he’s there, but sometimes he’s not. No matter how hard I try to dream…”
Suddenly, the animals scattered away, confused, she turned and saw the owl in red a cloak, held by two birds and the owl was also wearing a red hat with a feather on it, along with two rabbits in a pair of boots. She chuckles, enjoying the attempt from her little friends to act on her dream to cheer her up.
“Why, it’s the man from my dreams. I’m not supposed to talk to strangers, but we’ve met before.” She teased, leaning towards the owl, “I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam.” She sang, pretending to dance with the owl.
It seemed as if Y/n was in her own world, not noticing two others were now watching her behind a tree, a man and his horse as she continued. Both looked entranced by her looks and her beauty.
But, the same figure notices them, his eyes glowing in a sharp green, and his hand clenching his staff. The crow seemed to sense the anger building up within his master. Especially when the man joined Y/n in her tune, startling her, making her pull away, confused and uncomfortable, but also nervous.
“I’m awfully sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” The man says softly, grabbing her hand gently before she could leave.
She looked at him, still startled, “Oh it wasn’t that. It’s just that you’re a, a…”
“A stranger?” He says before Y/n could finish what she saying. She nods, and he continues, “But don’t you remember? We’ve met before!”
“We have?” She tilts her head, even more confused.
“Of course, You said so yourself: Once upon a dream! I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam.” He sang as she left his hold, moving away while he followed her. She ended falling into a trap that wasn’t really a trap, but they began dancing by a lake…
“And I know it's true
That visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you
I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once
The way you did
Once upon a dream”
They stopped, both stopping and leaning against the tree Y/n was at earlier, overlooking King Stefan’s castle, and the man wrapped an arm around her as she leaned her head against his shoulder.
“Who are you, what’s your name?” Philips asks, breaking the silence, and tilting his head to look at her.
“Hmm? Oh, my name. Why, it’s,…” Y/n pauses, remembering her aunts warnings, and instantly pulling away, “Oh, no, no. I can’t, I… Goodbye!”
“But when will I see you again?” He chases after her, as she ran, grabbing her scarf and basket that was full of berries.
She shook her head, continuing to run, “Oh, never, never!”
“Never?” He says confused.
“Well, maybe someday.” She stops, turning to him, but still continuing off.
“When, tomorrow?” He try’s catching up, “Oh no, this evening.”
“Where?”
“At the cottage, in the glen!” She shouts, leaving the man behind her, continuing to run back to home.
As she ran, she gasped in shock as a crow flew right up to her face, startling her enough to fall. The crow, as if mocking her, landed on a tree branch, and smirking his beak at her, but what sent a chill down her spine was a very familiar voice that she only heard in her dreams.
“Well, well. What have we here? Oh, why it’s a peasant.”
She turned to the voice, standing up, and trying to go, but her body froze as if she was not the one controlling her own body, “Ah, ah, ah. Now, I can’t have my bride running away, now can I?”
Then suddenly, it all went black…
Another a/n: my writing is so bad. i got lazy at the end if you couldn’t tell. and i ain’t counting all these damn words!
Heyo! One of your previous requests inspired this but you could you do hcs for married life with Malficent and a quiet male wife? (Or gn if you prefer)
Heyo to you to! Sure, I’ll be going for gn just because it’s my preferred writing style but please feel free to read these as male if you prefer!
Maleficent x QuietWife!Reader
- A quiet partner suits Maleficent just fine, thank you.
- Most fools who only know her from a distance would assume she would want a partner just as domineering and selectively loud as she is, but she’s not after competition in her married life, thank you very much.
- You’re a place of rest to return to, a dark balm.
- She’s dark fae AND part dragon, which results in an unholy urge to sequester you away in her domain. The jewel in her horde, the centrepiece in her crown of rule. I hope you’re alright with essentially being trapped in the dark mountains unless you ask very, very nicely.
- You have the run of the castle, of course. She’s not that cruel unless you provoke her. The goons will scrabble and bow before you, just as they do to Maleficent.
- They’ll quickly realise that you’re not liable to hit them with lightning as she is, but you do possess the ability to tattle on them, so while they’re on their best behaviour they’ll relax, just a little, if she isn’t there.
- It’s a war between her need to horde you to herself and the need to show you off. You cut a striking figure together, two dark figures cut from the quiet in held breaths, and she loves the fear in the eyes of peons as they witness you alongside her.
- But how dare they look at you, eyes and ears stealing things that aren’t theirs, that they have no business knowing. You’re hers. Hers alone.
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When the gargoyles came to her, proudly claiming that they have "captured an intruder" the last thing Maleficent was expecting to see was a human child, stumbling in their own feet for being dragged around, looking messy and wearing raged clothes, making clear the reason why someone their age would be wandering around her territory. Still, after rubbing her temples and scolding the gargoyles for their incompetence, she asked you what a human child like you would be doing out there all alone, asking despite already knowing the answer
Just as she thought, for whatever reason you had no home to return to or, at least, not parents awaiting you there, she wasn't going to judge you but still sending you away just like that when it has been her idiotic gargoyles who brought you all the way here wouldn't be alright. So she made more questions, not trying to sugarcoat anything but still keeping some level of respect while gathering information about your current situation, soon realicing that you have been left all alone, of course, Maleficent is not a saint in any way but since you not only are nothing but a child but also have done nothing to wrong her then she guesses you can stay until you are ready to go back to your home
The first days of your stay Maleficent didn't bothered on doing much about you, unlike the gargoyles who where a mix of taking you as "a guest of their master" and just a pitiful stranger their master took mercy of, and yet, despite all their weird way to see the situation and their strangely welcoming behaivor it was the gargoyles the ones taking the iniciative of helping you, despite their lack of knowledge about human childs their were trying to attent you, soon being indirectly guided by Maleficent herself once she was asking how you were doing, if you have already eaten or rested well, making the gargoyles realice that that is what they should be paying attention
It happened without saying it out loud, an unspoken deal, an offering, she never asked you to leave nor she asked for something in return, she just grow used to your presence and ocasionally showed how much she was growing to care by casually asking how are you doing, and while it may not be the ideal or far diferent from what it is normal for humans, Maleficent's castle soon started to feel like home
Pairings: James Hook x Hades x Maleficent x Uliana x Morgie le fay x fem! Reader
Genre: Fluffy, Flirty enemies-to-lovers.
Warnings: Bullying, Established Poly Relationship between the VKs, Reader is Ella's sister.
Note: Many people enjoyed part one and asked for part two, so I hope this lives up to the expectations!
As you and Bridget planned the cupcakes, Ella sat on the bed, listing the ingredients.
After a while, you and Bridget began baking, and after a while, you both became messy from flour.
When you both weren’t looking, Ella came up behind you. Both snuck her hand into the flour and threw it at you.
“What was that for?” You looked at Ella and then began to get flour to throw it at her.
You threw the flour at her, and she yelled back. “This was my favorite outfit!”
“You started it!!” You yelled back. Ella grabbed more flour and threw it, and then you did the same thing.
Once Bridget got both of you calmed down. Ella sat on the floor with a towel, waiting for you and Bridget to get done so you both could go home and change.
When the cupcakes were done, you and Ella left, and now we’re walking down the hallway. Once you reached the front door to leave, you both saw Uilana, Maleficent, Hades, Hook, and Morgie in the chairs at the corner.
“Well. Well. Well, what do we have here?” Hook said loudly. Which made Ella tense up. And you annoyed.
“Just got done making people's food, peasant.” She said, directly talking to Ella, I'm not talking to you.
“HEY! Leave her alone, shrimpy," you said, standing up to Uilana once again.
All five of them turned over to look at you. Some eyes soften, and some smiles grow. As your eyes glared at Uilana.
Uilana smiled at you, which you weren't scared of. Not scared of becoming the next victim of their bullying. You will do anything that helps your sister and best friend out; it’s worth it.
"Wow, aren't you a brave girl?" Uilana, she teased. "Stop it, Uilana. Y/N, let's just go." Ella grabbed your arm softly as she tried to move past Hook and Hades. When Ella was trying to push past Hades and Hook. You felt someone put something in your pocket.
When you looked over to see who it was. You saw Morgie smiling at you. You glared at him more softly than the others. Because he was the sweetest of the bunch. 'Why is he kind of cute?' you thought to yourself. You looked over at the rest of the three. 'Dang, they're very attractive.'
'No, snap out of it, Y/N. They bully your sister and your best friend.' You shook your head to get the thoughts out of your head. Ella finally pushed past Hades and Hook and dragged you outside with her.
You looked back at them as Ella dragged you and saw Uilana smiling at you, waving. 'Dang, I've never realized how pretty she is.' You looked at each one of them and softened your glance as you looked at them. They were all watching Ella drag you away. And you saw Morgie waving excitedly goodbye.
Once you both reached the house, you both wanted to go back to Merlin Academy. You both wished you were still with Bridget. When you entered the house, you sighed in relief, not seeing your stepmother.
Ella went upstairs, and you followed her. When you entered your and Ella's room, you looked into your pocket, and there was a note. It read:
Meet us at the Black Lagoon at 12. - Morgie, Maleficent, Hades, Uilana, and Hook
You looked over the note again. Trying to decide if you should go or not. 'Maybe it's a trap.' You sighed and decided to go. You waited until 11:30 to leave. Once it was 11:30, you got off your bed and carefully left through the bedroom door. Praying you didn't wake up, Ella. Once you left your bedroom, you went downstairs and left through the front door silently.
Walking alone at 11 at night wasn't on your bucket list. It was really dark, so you used a flashlight. You finally reached the Black Lake, and you saw Maleficent, Hades, Hook, Morgie, and Uilana.
You walked up to them, and Morgie and Hook were smiling widely. Maleficent and Hades are looking you up and down, smirking.
"Hello, darling, we're quite surprised you've shown up." Hook said while walking up to you. "What do you guys want?" You said, watching him walk up.
'Okay, maybe this wasn't the best decision coming alone,' you thought to yourself. You tense up as you feel Morgie come up behind you and rest his head on your shoulders, and Hook gets really, really close.
Uilana's smile is soft, not a mean-looking smile, just soft, and Maleficent's and Hades's smiles are also soft smiles. Now you're really confused.
"What do we want, darling? What we want is you," Hook whispers in your ear. Once he says those words, you feel your face heat up. 'Now what does he mean?' You shake your head, getting rid of any romantic or weird thoughts, and you pull away from Morgie's hold.
"Now hold on a minute, what do you mean by that?" Uilana is still smiling. "We're all in love with you, want you to see?" she says. Now you just look really confused. "No, I can't tell you bully, me, my sister, and our best friend." You said loudly, "Why would I date any of you!"
All five of them looked at each other. "Okay, I know why this is weird, but here's an offer: if you date us, then we will leave your sister and your best friend alone." Uilana offers which shocks you. "What do you mean 'us'?" You said.
All of a sudden, Maleficent comes up behind you, whispering in your ear. "Come on, darling, we've seen the way you look at all of us." You felt more heat in your face, embarrassed. "No need to be embarrassed; now we all like you, and we all decided to join you in our relationship." Hades also appeared behind you, touching your waist.
"Fine, I like all of you!" you said. They all laughed at your embarrassed face. Maleficent and Hades dragged you to a big couch and sat you on it. Both are sitting at your sides while holding each of your hands. Morgie runs over to join you. He lies across you, Maleficent, and Hades. Hook sits on the floor, leaning against your leg. And lastly, Uilana joins, sitting on the floor as well.
"Rest, darling, you look tired." Hook said while looking at your eyes that look like they're drooping. "But I need to get home to my sister; my stepmom would kill me if I'm not home." You said worried.
"Don't worry, let us handle it." Hades said. You slowly felt yourself fall asleep, and you felt relaxed being in all those arms.
You woke up expecting to be surrounded by lots of people, but when you woke up, you were in your bed. 'Was that a dream?' You thought, 'But it felt so real,' and you were saddened you wished it wasn't real.
You looked over at Ella, who was still asleep, and you sighed, getting all your blankets off you. Once all the blankets were off, you saw a note underneath all your blankets. It said, 'Hope you slept well'—Morgie. :)
You smiled, realizing it wasn't a dream. Then you got confused. How did they know where you lived?
You got up a little creeped out, and you hid the note under your pillow. And went to wake up Ella for school. "Ella, wake up, school." She stirred, then she finally woke up. You both got ready quickly and then ran out the door to not be late to school so you could talk to Bridget before class.
Once you finally arrive at Merlin Academy. The first person Ella saw was Bridget. The first people you saw were the VKS. You saw the main 5 staring at you. Some are intense; others are very happy. Morgie and Hook were waving very fast, hoping you would go over and join all of them for breakfast.
You looked at Bridget and Ella and said, "I'll be back," and you walked over to the Vks. Bridget and Ella looked confused as you were walking over there. Once you were in front of the Vks, Morgie jumped up and hugged you very tightly, which you then hugged him back, digging your head slightly into his neck.
"Bridget, are you seeing this?" Ella said as she looked over at Bridget, confused and kind of mad. "Aw, they're so cute!!" Bridget said, watching you sit down and talk with the V.K.S.
can i request an uliana’s crew x shy reader one shot? <3
I can try! ; had no ideas for this so I kinda split this up like a preference but idrc man ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy! ; i tried making this a continuous story too so idrk man
FEARFUL FIVE ; no need to be shy
summary ; youre shy. and uliana and her crew slowly recruit you
warnings ; language
disclaimers ; p/n = parents name
word count ; 845
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You sit in class, silent as usual, working on bookwork by your lonesome.
You'd moved to Merlin's Academy months ago, but had been to shy to make any friends. You didn't really need them anyways, you were just fine blanketed in your silence and loneliness.
Beside you sits Maleficent, halfway attendant to the lesson as she writes the notes down in her book. She holds a black pen in her right hand, her left hand holding her head up.
As you fall behind, thank the teacher for flipping through the slides too quickly, you shyly look over at her, too nervous to get her attention. She looks over at you, having sense your eyes burning into her skull.
"Uhm," you whisper. "Did you get six and seven?" you nervously ask, unable to hold eye contact.
She lightly smiles in response and turns her book a bit so you can see the answers on the page. You shoot her a little smile before quickly writing them down, whispering a thank you as well.
"No need to be shy, hun."
You didn't have a public opinion about the VK's. You really couldn't care less, you just wanted to stay out of their way. But that also went for the other kids too, they could be mean.
But, your natural fear of people was at it again. You didn't know where to sit since your little table had been stolen in the cafeteria today. But, Morgie Le Fay, a VK, approaches you, a little excited to ask you the question that follows.
"Hey, would you wanna sit with us?"
He points back at his group, all half watching you two from their table.
"Uhm..." you try to inspect his expression, trying to decode if he was being fake or not. "Uh, sure"
He smiles, grabs your hand, and quickly leads you to the table. You sit down next to him, shyly picking at your food, listening to their conversation.
Morgie quietly speaks to you, seeing your abnormal behavior. "No need to be shy, we're nice, I promise" He smiles. "What's your name?"
"Y/n" You answer, sounding a little disinterested.
"Wait," Hades quickly looks up at you, "Y/n, like P/n, like Y/n L/n?"
You nod, sticking a celery stick in your mouth.
Hook chuckles. "Cool"
Morgie looks back at you with a soft smile.
"Told you we're nice"
A few days had passed since you sat at the VK's table. You decided to sit with them from now on since they were actually nice to you, and you never ended up getting your table back anyway.
Physical education wasn't your strong suit. Why you needed to know how to use a sword anyways was beyond you.
Though, James Hook was in your class, which was a little nice. You'd been paired with him today, though you were too shy to actually talk to him.
He slings an arm around your shoulders, which quickly tense up under his touch. He leans forward, looking at you, seeing your gaze stuck forward.
"Are you alright, new kid?"
You nod.
"Not know how to use a sword?" He asks, a little amused.
You shake your head.
"I can teach you" He shrugs, "Not that hard"
He notices your odd silence.
"Y'know, you don't have to be shy. I won't cut your hand off, love"
Hades works beside you in potions class, his eyes looking like he was barely attentive at 8am. You'd quickly gotten confused and mixed up with the directions, having stopped yourself to stare at the book, trying to figure out what you were even doing. Curse these textbooks riddled in poems and old English.
Hades notices your still silence, furrowing his brows as he looks at you. He tilts his head, realizing you need help.
"Do you need help?" he asks.
You look at him, then back at the book, and nod, handing it to him. He holds the book in his hand, his finger following the words he read in his head.
"You're very quiet" he comments.
You shrug.
"Okay, so, add the eye of newt, then stir, then add the witch's spit."
"Okay, thank you," you thank him quietly, setting the book back down on your desk.
He nods. "Don't gotta be shy, you can ask for help," he shrugs. "You're cool."
"Thanks..."
Over the course of the past few months, Uliana and her friends had kind of dragged you into their group. They seemed to be the only people who spoke to you first, pulling you into them. So, you began to trust them more and talk to them a bit more, too.
The only one you hadn't had a personal run-in with was Uliana herself.
But now was that time.
She'd brought you to the Black Lagoon, tentacles loosely wrapped around your waist and shoulders as you lead you further through the woods. Your steps are small and cautious, reeking nervousness.
She stops, looking at you. "There's no need to be shy, darling. C'mon, I want to show you something amazing"
