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invisible-k1ng · 1 year
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"MALEFICENT IS DEAD!"
bad ending Diaval
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sonicspsychos · 2 years
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Random rp search post
This may not go anywhere, but here’s a random ‘I’m looking fo this kind of rp’ post. I might think of more later too! Not mutual-exclusive, but if we are mutuals, I don’t mind dropping one of my characters in your verse as long as it’s semi-feasible.
Power Rangers (Canon, Canon divergent, R63, OCs). Crossovers between seasons as well as Riders and Sentai welcomed.
Pokemon (OCs, though I can’t remember if I added a canon-divergent May on one of my blogs). Also looking to do Power Rangers/ Pokemon crossovers. Looking to toss a character or two at a Milo, but anyone’s welcomed.
Supernatural: Crossover with a canon-divergent Power Rangers muse, also fun, wholesome interactions with a child oc. Specifically looking for banter/shenanigans with the Horsemen. Anyone’s welcome though.
Cop/law enforcement: An AU for my canon-divergent PR character and a couple of others in which they’re detectives helping out the police with policey things. 
Monster High: Couple random canons and ocs, as well as ‘here have this muse that’s technically from another universe.
Maleficent: Gimme all the dark fey, just gimme 
FF7 post game stuff: Canon-divergent and OC.
Harry Potter/random magic user stuffs: OCs.
Sailor Moon: OCs, specifically featuring an OC cousin of Sailor Moon as a caretaker and slow restorer of the moon kingdom in a canon-divergent plot.
Musicians: Fellow music makers, musician and fan, musician and bodyguard, etc. OCs or random canons from other verses in an au.
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rangerdrabbles · 1 year
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Life and Death
Summary: There’s another species of dark fey Borra and Conall didn’t mention. Borra also finds a connection. 
Maleficent might’ve sensed what was about to happen to the fey graveyard in the moors, but for once it was but a possibility. For once, she was actually wrong, and that was due to a small crowd of dark fey she’d never seen before.
Conall and Borra had seen them many time in their scouting and hunting. They were the bone fey-the death part of the life and death the Phoenix represented. If they came out at all, it was to hunt humans who deserved it-and a lot of them deserved it.
Neither Conall nor Borra had seen one up close however, and certainly not this many. They towered over all three of them, and if they resembled any other fey at all, it would be the desert fey, though they still looked like death. They looked like death because they were death.
Maleficent stared past them all to what was once the graveyard, but was now full of fey-the once who had once died, but now lived. “I don’t understand.” Surely it wasn’t these fey who looked like death that had brought them back. She knew she hadn’t.
The bone fey parted then in silence, revealing a short desert fey no one had seen before. And yet, she had Borra’s eyes and the face of someone he thought he’d lost long ago.
Borra stared, and then walked over to face the short fey that looked so much like him. He knew she was his, however impossible it seemed. But what was more impossible-
“Did you bring them back?” Maleficent asked. “Who are you that you can bring them back? Not even I can-”
“Virgie,” the female replied. “And...I don’t know. “
“She has the blood of the phoenix, just like you,” Conall told Maleficent.
“Impossible. Not even I can do that-” she gestured behind the bone fey, who almost seemed to be protecting Virgie.”
“You will,” Conall said. “One day, you will.”
Borra stared from Virgie to the bone fey. “You have a seat at the council, yet you never come out except to hunt. What called you now?”
“And where are the humans?” Maleficent demanded. “I saw-”
“Vengence vengeance vengeance maim maim.” (The blood of the phoenix called to us.”
“Maim maim maim.” (Her calls were stronger only because humans tried to take her identity away.)
“Vengeance vengeance vengeance maim.” (But the stronger the power you try to repress, the greater the call and the greater the need.”
“Maim vengeance maim maim maim.” (Death is sacred, even if we take the human bones sometimes before they’re dead.)
At that, Conall made a face and just sighed.
“Vengeance vengeance vengeance maim.” (The humans tried to come, but we got rid of them.)
“Maim maim maim maim.” (You really don’t want to know what we did.)
“I do, actually.” Borra couldn’t help smirking a little.
“Borra.” Conall gave a tired sigh.
“What?”
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spdcadetsandcrew · 2 years
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A moment with Charlie and the fey fam
@eternalstrigoii after Philip and Aurora have had a child
Aurora: Mother, why is my son feeling the need to punch all the guards in the kneecaps?
Philip: *lips quirking* Luckily, he doesn’t punch very hard yet.
Aurora: Philip! It’s not funny!
Philip: Right right, completely not funny. *hiding smile*
Maleficent: I don’t know why you’re asking me-if I could, I’d teach him how to turn someone into a goat. You never know when he might need to know. *grinning*
Aurora: *sighs but laughs a little* Mother.
Maleficient: What?
*in the background*
Charlie: Okay, now say yippee ki yay.
Philip Jr: Yipee ki yay! *toddler punches*
Borra: *laughing*
Aurora: CHARLIE!
Charlie: *whistles innocently* What? It’s never too early for a proper training regimen.
Borra: *nodding sagely*
Aurora: *sighs*
Maleficent: *laughing*
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Borra x fae reader (true love)
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it had been a month since the war between the fae and humans, a month since the crowning of the new king and queen. it had definitely been a strange change from the old home you once knew. instead of being confined without the walls of the large cave, you now had a forest and open sky to soar in. Many of the fae had gone to the Moores and lived under the protection of Maleficent and each other. though some did stay in the old home, believing that it would be too dangerous to live so close to the human kingdom. you had expected one of those fae to be Borra. seeing as how he despised humans and all they stood for, but to your surprise you found him lying on the crooked stump of a tree, bathing in the sun's warmth that shone between the leaves. you quietly walked over, your wings held up so as to not make noise against the ground, not wanting to wake him if he was asleep. As you neared you couldn't help but admire the way that the sun hit his face, illuminating his features. "Enjoying what you see y/n?" he asks with a closed eye expression, a teasing smirk gracing his face. "it's hard not to" you laugh "I'm surprised to see you, i honestly thought you would've stayed in our old home." you says sitting beside him "i honestly debated it, i understand that the human king and queen of alstead are close with maleficent and the creatures of the moores. but it is not them I'm worried about" he says, his playful smirk fading into a scowl at the thought of what the other human kingdoms may be planning. "so then why stay? what changed your mind enough to go against what you fear" you ask leaning your head on his shoulder. he doesn't answer, just softly takes your chin in his hand and brings his lips to yours. your kiss lasts a few seconds, but it feels like an eternity for you. "Does that answer your question" he mumbles against your lips, before returning to the kiss. you smile against him, butterfly fluttering in your stomach. the two of you stay like that for a few moments more, before pulling away and smiling at each other with love. "I've loved you for many years y/n," he says sweetly "Then why have you never said anything borra?" you ask "I was afraid of your rejection." he says. "i would never reject you borra, I love you too" you say leaning in and kissing him once more. even though they were rare, happy ever afters did exist along with true loves kiss. and you knew that this was yours
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eternalstrigoii · 10 months
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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.
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darkfeyfanatic · 2 years
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Shout-out to the costume designers and VFX artist for Mistress of Evil. They went so hard when designing everything involving the dark fey
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jangmi-latte · 2 years
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Making mysterious characters interesting without making them an annoying cliche is very hard. Twst successfully done it with Rook, but why they failed with Malleus? Everytime he makes a brief appearance, he doesn't do anything that makes him interesting, and giving him a Gap Moe doesn't make him any better if not written well.
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i believe they're purposely making diasomnia - in general - as secretive as possible. it's not only malleus who barely has any screen time along with secrecy to their characters. malleus, being as the face of twisted wonderland, will be given the biggest arc/chapter in the game (by so far) and i believe that's where they'll pour all the information about him and diasomnia. additionally, his whole dorm only has two ssrs (extracting silver) that only gives general information about them.
it's not about being a gap moe, yana and the developers as a lot in store for malleus and his dorm like why is he the voice and face for twst, why was he the one talking in the trailers, what's with his secretive nature, etc. they're delaying his story and his real personality so we have something to look forward to the closer their chapter arrives. on an additional note, with yana's research, they're trying to give them this aura of a real fae – mysterious, reticent, and taciturn.
it's like they're making him come out to the human world for the first time (which is technically true seeing as he said it himself that he doesn't get to mingle with humans a lot minus silver and sebek), hence everything to him is new... he is developing along with the game and its arc if you get what i mean. consider the fact that he was also based off on disney's maleficent who is also the most evil villain to exist and by far the most secretive and mysterious villain to date (we barely know anything about her and her own movies are not generally part of disney).
i refuse to believe that they'll leave malleus as he is. he has a lot of potential and i know for sure malleus will have the biggest surprise. he's yana's favorite character, there's no way they'll leave him 'lacking' as so. we just have to wait. there's still event stories to look after and a possible briar valley focused event in the near future <3.
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Just remembered we were robbed of seeing Diaval's reaction when Ingrith announced "Maleficent is dead!"
Don't even imagine it. Don't image Diaval hearing but refusing to believe it, even as he changes from a bear back to a human. Don't imagine the heart-wrenching pain as he feels the absence of her magic that's usually flowing through him. Don't think about his absolute devastation of losing his mistress for the second time in under a week.
Don't. Think. About. It.
Honestly... the decision to omit his reaction feels like a slap in the face. We get Philip's reaction but not Diaval's? What sense does that make? The absence of that shot just really annoys me. And I'm sure our captain Sam is equally miffed about it.
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malevalwings · 2 years
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KINDNESS
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invisible-k1ng · 1 year
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merry christmas :]
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sonicspsychos · 1 year
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RP! RP! RP!
*tosses a rock into the void*
Anyone out there in rp land willing to do :
1. Maleficent: MOE verse, or post verse (gimme some Conall, Udo, and Borra) for Virgie, either in her dark fey verse or just a general crossover
2. Power Ranger stuff because funsies
3. Pokemon
4. Anything else really
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rangerdrabbles · 1 year
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Why they never fight
For @eternalstrigoii , who got me into the Maleficent fandom even though I’ve seen mostly tumbleweeds. But it’s okay, because dark fey and it gives me something new to write about.
Plot: Diana Hargan and her foster daughter run into trouble when a chance encounter causes Virgil, aka Psycho Red, to fly into a rage upon seeing in the child the eyes of his enemy.
“Andromeda! Andromeda, not so fast!” Diana chased the five year old through the grass. She wasn’t that far ahead, but she didn’t want to lose sight of her.
“Can’t catch me-oops!” Andromeda bumped into the back of a man dressed in red and black. “Sorry, mister.”
“Hm?” Virgil, or as he was better known, Psycho Red, turned around. “Watch where you’re going next-” And then he saw her eyes. Andros’ eyes. Virgil’s face turned to one of cold fury, and he picked Andromeda up by the scruff of her collar.
“Auntie Diana!” Andromeda screamed. 
Diana broke into a sprint, but as she did, she summoned something-a large ghostly white peacock that slammed through the air and into Virgil himself.
He was surprised enough to drop her, and Andromeda started crying again. 
Diana caught up to them, eyes never leaving Virgil’s. “You harm that child, or any child, and you deal with me.”
Virgil snorted. “You’re not even close to my level. Get out of my way and might even let you live. “ 
“No.” Diana’s response was simple, and she summoned a large mace out of thin air. “Leave.”
“So it’s like that, is it? Waste of my time.” Virgil’s form changed to reflect some sort of red and black armor, almost alien like in origin. “You’ll die first, then she will. And I’ll take your heads to Andros.”
Diana frowned in determination, and swung her weapon. Her opponent dodged with ease, and after a few minutes of back and forth, she was sent flying.
Behind them, Andromeda was still screaming and crying. Virgil, now Psycho Red, summoned his sword and laughed a metallic laugh before saying, “You die now.” He raised his sword-
-only to find that something sent him and his sword flying from above. A being of pure white swooped from above, faster than any simple bird of prey.
His name was Udo, and he was a lover, not a fighter. A caregiver, not a creature of war. The spiritual fey were creatures of peace, not of war. There were reasons for that, however.
One was the fact that Udo didn’t even have to move from his position in the air to send full force ice and snow in Virgil’s direction. Wise men say to beware when a man (or fey) of peace takes up a weapon, because there would be no stopping him.
As Virgil bounced and was slung about by full force blizzard winds, one of the reasons why the spiritual fey didn’t fight was evident: if you made them angry enough, you would have the wrath of nature itself on your hands. After all, what were fey if not nature itself?
Diana took the time to crawl over to Andromeda and hold her, rocking the crying child. “It’s okay. We’ll be okay.”
“Who is that? Is that an angel?”
“I don’t know, honey. But I think he’s here to help us.”
Udo could have killed him. The only reason he didn’t was because there was a child involved. So instead he blew the man known as Psycho Red against a tree and repeated what Diana had said earlier: “Leave.”
Virgil wisely went, but not before defiantly grumbling, “This isn’t over.” And in a burst of energy, he teleported away to parts unknown. 
Udo’s attention immediately went to the woman and child-mostly the child. He knelt down in front of her and asked, “Are you all right?”
Andromeda sniffled. “I-I think so. But that was really scary and I don’t know why he wanted to hurt me like that. Are you an angel?”
Udo chuckled, thinking of how Borra would choke at that question. “I’m Udo,” he said. “You were very brave. Sometimes, people want to hurt other people for no reason. It’s not your fault.”
Andromeda seemed to accept that answer, and hugged him before turning to her ‘auntie’. “Are you okay too Auntie?”
“Shaken but not stirred, as James Bond says,” Diana replied. She’d actually been pretty scared. Her eyes turned to Udo. “Thank you. Andromeda means a lot to me. “
“It’s nothing,” Udo said softly. “I would do the same for any child.”
“It is something,” Diana insisted. “Maybe someday I can return the favor.”
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There needs to be more content of Diaval hanging out with Aurora being a dad or at least giving off favorite babysitter vibes
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borra was busy. there was no denying that. it didn't matter if it was fighting against humans or caring for other fey he rarely had time for himself and it took a toll on him, so you devised a plan. you stood behind a hidden wall of the nest you and Borra had together and shouted "Borra help! I'm hurt!" then waited. Within moments he rushed in "Y/n? Where are you are you?" he asked concerned. you tackled him from your hiding spot and pinned him to the ground in a cuddle, "what are you doing?!" he shouted, his wings flapping in annoyance "You need sleep, you're literally too tired to push me off and I'm nearly half your size." you smile. "i have work to be done." he says trying to shove you off. "you don't, I took care of everything. all you have to do is sleep" you smirk, he looks at you annoyed and sighs in defeat. "fine, for an hour" he grumbles. you cuddle up to him and kiss his cheek. "thank you my love" you say earning groans in return, he wraps his wings around you protectively before closing his eyes. A few hours later you woke up and try to escape his grasp but he held on tighter, "Don't leave." he mumbles "Borra its been more then an hour. i thought you had work to do?" you tease. "another hour wont hurt" he whispers pulling you back into him. you smile and kiss him, before returning to sleep wrapped in your love's arms.
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