Book of One-Shots

Maleficent x Reader

As a fellow fairy, I have to say that the little fairy valley in which I grew up, was full of racism.

Maleficent, earning herself the name 'Mistress of All Evil' was a fairy once, and she still is today.

Though she's long forgotten her wings and instead acts like a witch.

And maybe she is a witch now, her evil deeds blackening her heart.

Still, I can't help but mourn for her innocence, taken from her too early by a selfish man.

The other fairies here in our valley blame Maleficent for her misfortune, but I disagree.

Sure, cursing Aurora, attempting to kill King Stephen, and putting an entire kingdom to sleep wasn't the smartest decision.

But that doesn't mean it was all her fault.

"If you're so infatuated with her, go find her! Maybe she'll take pity on a fairy with no wings!" Little miss perfect snickered, fluttering the translucent appendages sticking out her shoulder blades (they were gorgeous, large, and glittery) before flying away.

Rolling my eyes I ignored the ache in my chest. Poppy was always like that, the harsh truth bubbling past her lips without a filter.

'Honestly,' I huffed out a heavy sigh, 'she could stand to sugar coat a bit more.'

Still, Poppy wasn't wrong.

Though she doesn't know why I was a wingless fairy.

It was my fault, really, I shouldn't have thought such an isolated woman would have responded kindly to me.

Especially after she went through something so traumatic. Prince Philip had killed her, but she brought herself back and had stayed holed up inside her stone fortress ever since.

So when I clambered my way into her home, uninvited, Maleficent cursed me to be a wingless fairy for all eternity.

Perhaps I had offended her, to think I - a new fairy - could save her from the darkness.

"We're a lot older now, you'd think Poppy would've grown up."

Lucia, my only friend here in this lonely valley, was leaning against a large tree trunk.

"Maybe, but I don't think we should overestimate her. It's just cruel to carry expectations she could never reach." I mocked, holding up my finger like my old magic professors.

Lucia giggled, pushing off the tree and falling in step with me.

Other fairies flew over my head, their wings a vicious buzzing in my ear.

"She's not wrong though, you really need to stop this. Maleficent was a terrible fairy. She's everything we've sworn against! Admiring her like this is going to send you down the wrong path." Lucia warned me, just like she's done a thousand times before.

Shaking my head I forced a smile.

"You've got it wrong Lucia. She's a powerful fairy, and I don't just mean magic. She's a force to be reckoned with, and I just-"

"Just stop (Y/N)! That's enough! Are you trying to summon her here?"

I snapped my mouth shut, cringing back as Lucia and I looked to the vast blue sky.

Many fairies fear Maleficent, talking about her was almost forbidden. They feared that if she was mentioned too much, she'd bring herself back to the valley and destroy everything.

"Whatever," I mumbled, watching a crow flying overhead.

"Didn't she have crow minions?" I asked, squinting my eyes at the sky.