#nextdoornightmare

[ Thank you very much! This is actually really important to notice because I am trying very hard to capture this integral aspect that I think a lot of outer canon seems to forget about? Like, in the parks, books, other cartoons, games, etc, the writers seem to focus on the hammier aspects of Maleficent. Don’t get me wrong: this woman is extra. She is dramatic and can be loud.

However, she’s also a very manipulative, stoic, and eloquent player in the game of politics, you know? This is a woman who is at home on the political theater. She converses with royalty often, and she loves it when she doesn’t need to use her actual magical power to scare the fuck out of people. Just look at the opening scene and the prison scene. Maleficent, in either scene, mostly just used images and words to terrify the royal family and piss Prince Phillip off. And it’s the most fun we see she’s having. 

Send 💀 for your muse to find mine unconscious.

@next-door-nightmare​

This ancient, vast land that extends so far past the horizon that it- itself creates the very horizon. Biomass covering the floor in layers over many years. Storms rolling in and out. A simple tree or switch falling from this cycle is inevitable. There is no question as if it will, because it will— for that is the fact of life. But there is a question, as to when, and where. 

Having taken a stroll. 

One of the thousands in the past decade. Never had it occurred to the prince that this might be the day a nearby tree would give. 

He knew of all other places to avoid; Like the ponds,  too early or too late in winter- one might encounter the dangerously thin ice t– especially the marsh. The specific areas in the forest during particular months or seasons being likely to house predators. All the rest. 

But never a falling tree or branch. 

And today is the very day out of the millions of years this forest would lose the roots of a number, threatening to crush this man in that perfectly timed moment. 

send this to keep my muse from falling to their death || not accepting 

@next-door-nightmare

⟅ ⚜  Knuckles bear white, clenched out of desperation to keep from plummeting. For a short moment, the survival instinct of his human side ebbs in a wave. Looking below, terrified of the immense darkness… Something about it triggering his heart to beat in time with the heavy mph winds blowing. Legs swaying– Gaping.  Completely at her mercy. 

This.

This cannot kill him. But this does not prevent the immense pain, bruising, long agonizing hours of healing broken bones in a bed from the 18th century. No. And it goes beyond this.

❝ Do— do not let go… Please...❞ Looking from the darkness, back up into the savior’s eyes. This is not just about physical pain, but emotional pain. More specifically– trust. 

Send Adam love || ALWAYS ACCEPTING @next-door-nightmare

Send a “☩” for My Muse’s reaction to Your’s running their fingers along a Scar a on My Muse’s Body...Bonus points if you know their body well and add what scar is being touched.. || accepting 

⟅ ⚜ @next-door-nightmare

It had been 10 years since that spot had any sort of special attention. Ten whole years. A decade. Just a mere faded memory, now. However the brief touch sent chills through his body, as he had nothing on to cover his top half. Freezing at the contact, Adam stood very still--nostalgia of his deeper past surfacing for the moment. A familiar instance happened this way, only he had been much smaller-- his heart thudding heavily, till he realized who exactly was touching him. Tensed shoulders relaxed and let out this subtle sigh of relief. 

After a long moment of silence, the prince softly comments.

Our Muses get pushed into a small closet together by some strange means, They need to wrap their arms around eachother to make Room. Send 1 of the Following for My Muse’s Reaction..

⟅ ⚜ @next-door-nightmare