Male!Maleficent/Reader- Be Careful what you Wish 1More Like This
Male♂Maleficent/Reader - Be Careful what you Wish For (1/2)
(Maleficent - Name stays the same but gender changes) (All other characters gender remain the same.)
(This one-shot has nothing to do with the live-action movie Maleficent since I have not seen the movie yet. This will only be the original Disney movie based. Thank you for reading.)
You lived the mundane average life out in the forests on the outskirts of the kingdom, nothing really ever changed. Every day was a mirror reflection of the day before. You had dreams of one day something drastically changing in your unexciting life, something full of adventure and the unknown. Of course, you knew that was only hopeful wishing, you were stuck forever alone in your modest little cottage.
Sighing to yourself in boredom, you were inside your home sweeping the floors with your wooden broom. The flo
YJ WALLART- Love Sick-One-shotThe Team always tried to be careful, tried to plan missions, tried to all do there parts, but something always got in the way. Two Some things to be exsact.More Like This
Wally and Artemis' had been fighting all afternoon, all through briefing,all through the ride there and through all the mission so far, it was no surprise something went wrong.
First, it was the most important and hardest mission to date. The Batman was trusting them with the joker. It wasn't like anyone's lives were at risk, the joker was just doing his weekly shop. Or steal.
They arrived at the location to find Harely loading several bags of clothes into the blatantly parked bright yellow ice cream van. She just looked at the team, sniggered and then carried on loading the bags into the van.
"Team..." Aqualad took control, "GO!"
Everyone was in postion Superboy easily handled Harley, and soon, Megan had the bags floating back to where they belong. Robin, Kidflash and Artemis ran inside.
"Ok" said Aqualad telepathically, "Are you
Leashed"Aw Rob, why do you have'ta go already? It's only, like, 10:00!" Wally whined as Dick was about to leave.More Like This
"Trust me, I'd rather stay here and hang with you guys."
Dick was sitting in the living room with Wally, Conner, and Kaldur. Artemis and M'gann were in the kitchen getting snacks and drinks. They had just finished a successful mission, and decided to celebrate by having an all-night movie party. Unfortunatly, Batman wouldn't let Robin stay.
"Are you sure you can't stay Robin? Artemis and I made brownies!" M'gann held up a plate of freshly baked brownies. Dick could smell them from the door, and they smelled amazing.
"I really wish I could, but Batman won't let me."
Wally laughed. "Man! Batman keeps you a TIGHT leash."
Dick rolled his eyes behind his shades as his wrist communicator went off.
"I gotta go guys. See ya." Dick walked out of the cave and over to the garage where the batmobile that was idling. He jumped into the car and looked out his win
TerrorKid Flash groaned as he opened the fridge.More Like This
A carton of eggs, a gallon of milk, a tub of low-cal, fat-free plain yogurt, and a little bag of carrot sticks, already opened and half-eaten. That was it. That. Was. It.
"Don't Meg and Supey eat anything?" Wally cried, one hand going to his head and yaking on his hair in frustration. Growling a bit to himself, he grabbed the bag of carrot sticks and popped a few in his mouth, chewing angrily before gagging and sticking out his tongue. Scraping the half-digested orange goop into the nearest trashcan, Wally angrily threw the bag of carrots onto the counter, grumbling as he left the kitchen.
"Well, hello, Kid Grump." Artemis grinned, a mischievious glint in her eye as she took in the sulking countenance of her teammate. "Haven't seen you in a while, how ya been?"
"Not in the mood, Artemis." Wally hissed, flopping down on the couch and covering his eyes with a forearm.
"Artemis?" the archer teased, "What, not even going to call me something stupi
DustI wake up with the dust of my dreams on my eyelashes.More Like This
The way I can see it in the right light,
And feel it like a weight hovering just out of my line of sight.
That light sprinkling of what you might assume, as a little girl,
Was the fairy dust caught in some magical wind.
Funny how age takes those dreams and throws them aside.
After all, is not reality simply the lack of imagination?
I wake up with the dust of my nightmares on my skin.
It's like a layer, heavy on top of my body.
As I move, some of it will shake away and drift off,
To be forgotten among the carpet fibers beneath my feet.
But the rest of it will linger in those forgotten crevices,
Lost and locked away all at the same time.
After all, are memories not simply things we might have forgotten?
I go to sleep with the dust of today on my lips.
Settling on quiet murmurs of insomnia at last -- hopefully -- conquered.
It gives way to a familiar shape tracing my collarbones,
Whispering sweet nothings about the day gone by.