#ic;; mistress of evil

[malevolent-fairy]

"Some random creature making one of my most powerful allies all emotional? More likely than you think."

[malevolent-fairy]

@elxgantcaptain @grandvizier

Jafar: Look who it is, the babysitter.

Hook: At least the kid I fight has magic powers yours is just poor.

Jafar: At least I don't cry about my defeats.

Hook: I may cry, but at least my partner in crime didn't leave for team goodie goodie-

Maleficent: How long is this going to go on?

Hades: Who knows. *Eats popcorn* the DVD sequel was a low blow though I'm expecting blood.

[ghostlygravekeeper]

Maleficent was the only good live action remake from Disney you cannot prove me otherwise.

[tenebristhequeen]

Bestia, who is the person with the puffy face that you are so upset about? And why? Are people really getting upset over others for just existing nowadays? And if you reallly wanted to... you could make a dummy/replica of the person you hate somehow to tear THAT to shreds. I dunno, just giving out ideas, mistress.

Upset?! Oh noooo noooooo~

The purple punching bag is immediately entertaining! So, if he's entertaining, he's not useless to me! Not completely at least-

I believe his name is....hmm... MICHELLE! What's the dolly's name again?

I believe it's Jack...Homer? No! Jack Horner! Huhuhu my mistake~

Ghreheh surely it would fit him BETTER! Ghrehe now...back to us. Dolly, now I gotta ask because heheh are you completely stupid or what?! My name is Bestia, I have MANY dark titles and one of them is Mistress of Cruelty...and I clearly do nothing to hide it!

MICHELLE! Take this doll out of my sight, kill them, enslave them, throw them into a dumpster full of cactus, I couldn't really care less.

Your Mistress has no time for broken dolls..see you.. never again! Ghrahaha!

[evidenceof]

dick winters. poster boy. former vocal lover of goldbricking. ymca frequenter. turned his nose at the idea of paratroopers (changed his mind. thought they were hot anyway). part-time horse girl. body shamed himself and others—hated his face, lowkey loooved his torso. preferred to be without shirt. best friends with the mistress of his boy best friend’s father. thought cheese was evil but daydreamed about ice cream at the eto. legs man. jock but never in varsity. forced to date by his frat. did not fit into said frat. can’t flirt (hasn’t found that manual). was called a “fruit salad” at a club (it was allegedly the ribbons on dick’s pinks and greens. had to drag nix away from starting a fight). supposedly preferred redheads but is historically known for baring his whole ass soul to dark-haired individuals. awkward. wore his situationship’s dog tags at war. lover of a good, crisp photocopy. his face was on a wheaties cereal box and in republican newspapers. nixon household (stanhope’s and grace’s) had him on speed dial. carried a list of e company’s ailments after the war. “powerful muscles, powerful mind” helicopter mom but didn’t know it. a bitch and knew it. loved a catch phrase. left the world with all his love for easy company and one lewis nixon iii.

[malevolent-fairy]

Oh, don't give her that look. She rolled her eyes to the side as she stood and fixed her robes and adjusted her horns to seem as if she had not laid down at all. It was not weakness. She wouldn't allow for weakness from herself. Everyone else could be as soft and sweet as they wanted, but not her. She showed him mercy, because he had earned such a favor from her over the course of their time together.

"Unfortunately, I don't have the time for doing much else now. But I can let it slide this time. I always expect you to be at your best when you come see me. I don't care for being disappointed. If you have been struggling, I'm definitely not the first person you should come see for your own sake."

"Preying on your vulnerable state would have had no benefit to me now. So don't let that change. Understood, James? Good. Glad we're on the same level." That was definitely a threat, but her intent was oddly placed... And she also hadn't waited for him to respond before she assumed he was up to speed.

Of all the things Hook thought he'd awaken to, this was not one of him, his wary eyes fluttered open, staring to the side where Maleficent seemed to be as content as the dead to lie beside him... Until she too stirred and the moment was gone just as quick as it came.

As she sat up, Hook lay there, hair askew but he couldn't help but feel like something had been missing from this sleep... Unwanted or no.

He sat up, his coat wonky and hanging off one shoulder, the leather straps of his hook felt rather uncomfortable having slept in them. He pressed a hand to his head and combed his hair back with his fingers, feeling slightly confused.

"...Aye.... It was needed...." He looked over to her, meeting her gaze, there was a sense of KNOWING there... Had she cast some sort of magic to allow him to sleep dreamless? Should he even comment on it and risk offending her or implying her soft spot towards him? No words came, he merely stared at her, perhaps with a hint of a thank you in his eyes.

[slowthypiglordblr]

Adventure Flock: AT Cast represented with Birds.

Jake the Duck...

and Finn the Dodo

Princess Bubblegum as a Pink and Grey Cockatoo

Her plumage befits her sweet yet limited morality.

Marceline the Marital Eagle

She's scary at first glance, but her rock'n talons and sharp beak beguile a warm downy heart.

Simon Petrikov the Crested Guan

Small, skittish, and unassuming, but this lil guy shines above all the rest in terms of quirky charm.

Betty Grof the Greater Roadrunner

Quick witted, swift footed, and unfettered even by rattlesnakes, this wacky bird will do anything for her boo.

Lady Cranicorn the Oriental Storke

Huntress Wizard the Great Horned Owl

Wise in the ways of nature and a skillful predator, but a complete birdbrain everywhere else.

Peppermint Vampire Finch

At first, one might think he's just a harmless dutiful servant. But this little nightmare is not to be trifled with.

Susan/Kira Albatross and Frieda the Tern.

Two travelers of the sky and seas, never to be parted again.

Lumpy Space Princess the Common Cuckoo

She's a lazy and apathetic moocher, but at least present when needed.

Prismo the Sarus Crane

Is there any wish in the cosmos greater than spending time with this dude?

Giuseppe the Sacred Ibis

The most wondrous and perplexing creature in all of Ooo.

Earl of Lemongrab the Barn Owl

Can be as quiet as a mouse, but has a voice that makes your ears bleed. This guy is just messed up in the head.

BMO the Junco

Who doesn't love a Junco in the winter?

Moe the Archaeopteryx

The wisest of all the birds and men in Ooo

Lemonhope the Yellow Warbler

Billy the Argentavis

The warrior ever, the hero the skies!

Flame Princess the Phoenix

The Mistress of the eternal flame

Water Nypmhs are various waterfowl

Canyon however is Pelegornis

The only one that can handle Billy's ride.

Magic Man the Peafowl

A magnificent bastard through and through.

Vampire King as the Roc

Former ruler of predators until Marcy came along.

Minerva Campbell the Caladirus

She's a helper to the end, even at the cost of her own life. (was a dove before her ascension)

Hunson Abadeer the Cassowary

The most evil of all birds.

The Ice Crown embodies the Snow Owl

Pretty self-explanatory.

The Lich in the leathery wings of the past

Killed off the dinosaurs of old, and now seeks finish off what remains.

[professional-yearner]

Can't help falling in love with you 🤍 pt.2

Yandere! Cheater! Clone officer x reader

Series TW!: cheating, mistresses, grief, murder, Evil-ish, being trapped, toxic relationships, forced relationship, obsessive love, obsession, general insanity, manipulation, disloyalty, crybaby Mc, sensitive and a bit whimpy Mc

The waiting was agonizing.

You passed the time washing dishes at the sink, trying not to strain your ears for any sign of the door opening, for his boots scraping against the mat outside.

It couldn't be too far off by now, only a few minutes at most until he got home.

As if on queue, you heard boots coming up the complex stairs, which creaked under his weight.

The key turned in the lock and it felt like someone had drenched you in ice water and shoved you out into the hoth tundra. How were you going to do this?

You hadn't even been married a whole three years, but he had become one of the only people you talked to or saw regularly, you had almost forgotten how to move through the world without him.

Almost.

You'd had to relearn in the past few months with the distance he had put between the two of you. Been set adrift and panicked by someone who you loved, someone who was supposed to love you.

You shook your head, resolve finally breaking as you shook, letting out soft cries.

You didn't dare to look back at him, already picturing his vaguely surprised look at your obvious show of how you had felt all this time, but not sure you could take a confirmation of it.

"I can't do it." You whimpered, gripping the counter.

"Do what?" He asked simply, tone the gentlest you had heard it in a while, but wary.

"This, Steel, this is- bad! This hurts. We need to end this, now."

You turned to him, watching with exhausted resignation as his expression turned from confusion to shock.

"What?" He asked in a small voice, eyes now glued to you like they hadn't been in almost a year as you held yourself, leaning against the sink as you cried.

"I don't know why I've been holding onto this so hard when it's clear it's just… gone. I guess I just-"

You sobbed, losing any hold you had on your emotions.

"I just wanted you to keep loving me, because I love you so much, Steel! But I know I have to let you go now, I need to let you be happy, let us both be happy."

"Wait- Cyare, honey, what are you saying?" He took a step towards you, making you look directly at him, trying not to bawl as you choked out the words you had been preparing to say.

"We need a divorce, Steel. It's obvious you're not happy, I feel abandoned and alone- this marriage is hurting us- both of us."

He closed the distance between the two of you quickly, expression now panicked, much to your surprise. Nonetheless, you shied away when he reached out to touch your shoulder, "Hey, hey, hey, baby- who said I wasn't happy? You're being-"

"Please, Steel, I saw the messages."

You watched the color drain from his face.

"Sweetheart-"

You glared, ducking away from him and heading for the bedroom, "Don't call me that! Please! I'm trying to let you out! Please, stop talking to me like I'm stupid!"

He followed, "No- what are you-"

He stood in the doorway as you pulled you suitcase out of the closet, cursing yourself for bot packing earlier. Putting it on the bed, you slowly began to make your way through the dresser that you shared, placing some clothes in the main compartment.

"I'll stay with Effie while we get things sorted. The apartment was yours to begin with, so I'll- I don't know- I'll figure it out."

You gathered your stuffed animals from the shelves in a daze, dumping them gently in your laundry bag.

"I'll come back for the rest of my things as soon as I find a place, unless you want them out sooner, just- please don't throw anything away."

You could see his hands beginning to shake as you looked back to him for confirmation.

"What?" His voice was light, still seeming in complete disbelief.

You sighed, squeezing your eyes shut tight as you zipped the suitcase, struggling to get it off the bed.

"I want you to be happy, Steel, because I really do love you, and as much as I hate it, that can't be with me."

Not able to stand looking at him anymore, you pushed past him with your luggage, trying quiet your crying as you closed the door to the apartment.

Hailing a cab, you couldn't bare the sight of the complex enough to take a look back for fear of your resolve breaking.

-

You stared at the ring that sat on the nightstand, still hiccuping from your latest crying session since arriving at Effie's.

He had saved up his credits from various betting pools at the 79's to buy it, you had found out from his brothers. Of course, the shimmering diamonds that adorned it were fakes, but it was still a gorgeous ring, plus, you hadn't loved it for it's beauty.

You'd loved it because he had placed it on your finger that night in the backrooms of the 79's.

That thought process sent you into another round of sobbing, burying your face in the pillow beneath you so you didn't disrupt your friend in the other room.

You had even crying almost constantly since arriving at your friend's place. Luckily for the both of you, she worked a cushy advertising job, so there were no roommates to stare as you had collapsed into her, wailing and exhausted.

She'd had to escort you to her guest room just so she could cook dinner after a while, which you felt even more terrible about.

Since then, you had been going between crying and sleeping, barely able to keep track of which you were doing at the moment.

Despite your efforts to keep quiet, the door opened anyways, revealing the worried and lovely face of your friend, Effie.

"Hey, honey." She said, pushing the door open more with her hip. You saw now that she had a tray with her. A steaming microwave meal and glass of blue milk lay next to eachother, looking the most unappetizing you had ever seen something edible look.

You must've been making a face, because her frown only deepened.

"Come on, babe, you need to eat." She urged, placing the tray on the side table and sitting by your feet.

You nodded, guilt twisting along with the grief in your gut, "I'm sorry, I'm trying, it's just-"

You sniffed, embarrassed that you were crying again, 

"Hard."

She nodded sympathetically, squeezing your ankle over the covers.

"I know, I'll get you more of that anti-nausea stuff soon, you said that helps a little?"

You nodded again, giving her a weak, but genuine, smile, 

"Thank you, babe."

Fiddling with your hands, you mumbled, "I know you don't have to be doing this, so thank you, again."

She smiled slightly at that, bumping her shoulder with yours playfully, "Maybe not, but remember how you took care of me when I finally broke up with Hertz? How could I not do the same for my best girl?"

You snorted, a bit of humor slipping it's way into your tone, "I still don't know how you were so hung up on someone who looked like that!"

"He was very sweet when he wanted to be!" The Rodian pushed you softly in mock offense, laughing.

"He drooled!" You exclaimed, making her laugh harder.

Slowly, her laughter faded until she was just smiling softly at you.

"You know I love you." She took your hand, squeezing it, "Please just let me know if you need anything, you're not a burden."

At this, your eyes welled with new tears. It was impressive how the woman almost always knew what you needed to hear.

"Thank you, Effie." You sniffed, squeezing her hand in return and allowing her to pull you into a hug.

As you held eachother you felt that, if you had people like her in your life, maybe, maybe, you would make it through this.

[malevolent-fairy]

"............... Been quite the year, huh?"

[malevolent-fairy]

"Hair? Do you think that's the main difference between the two of you?" She snickered as she leaned more against him, pressing their foreheads together as her hand began to kneed and massage his shoulder idly. "There are some... Other qualities that set you two apart... In ways I am rather fond of."

"A drink? Hm... I suppose I could. How could I deny your charming hospitality, after all?" She coos softly to him. "Aww, does that mean I have to get up already? But I did only just get comfortable...~"

a smirk. an mirroring hot breath against her lips in return.

« we might be a bit alike. that is true. although i must say that james has a lot more hair. » his arms moved around her waist a bit more, holding her tight.

her using proper titles for him only strengthens his decision to keep her around for a little longer. « why, what a pleasure it is then, to have you here for a while. would you like something to drink perhaps? »

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Stargazing-Ishtar X Reader

Happy Halloween!

It was the night of Halloween at The Clocktower. A night of celebration, ill thought out schemes, and the teachers eyeing their bags of candy set aside for when the night came to a close and all those dressed as ghouls and goblins filtered out.

Now, if only you were among those filtering out and about on the closest thing there is to a worldwide holiday in the world of Magi.

Instead, you were standing in one of the auditoriums used to teach the importance of proper alignment, depiction, and drawing of magical circles, having been badgered by your friends and associates into this hairbrained endeavor.

All because they learned you were studying systems of summoning in different magical systems in the European continent.

Yes, the name needed some work, but that could be left until later.

What could not be left until later, was you having to keep whacking your associates over the head any time they tried to touch the tome in your hand.

“C’mon! It can’t be that dangerous!” one of the many onlookers cried.

You ignored them in favor of ensuring that this was not screwed up and you didn’t accidentally summon some form of ultimate evil into the world.

…Again.

That aside, everything was almost ready, all you needed to do now was to add the final line.

The sound of your chalk scratching into the coarse material of the ground that had been infused with countless summoning attempts and experiments echoed in your ears.

With that, the complete symbol of Ishtar was inscribed upon the ground, with a few cautionary measures of course..

Everything was ready, all the precautions had been taken, not a single thing had been unaccounted for in your calculation and preparation.

Nothing was left to be done, save for the incantation.

You walked over towards the head of the room, the page of your tome being turned to the page that held the proper incantation.

A heavy breath left your mouth as you turned around, your circuits beginning to burn and thrum with power under your skin as you raised your hand towards the circle and began to chant.

“Spirit of Venus, Remember!”

The temperature dropped as the words left your mouth and ice began to form over the windows.

“ISHTAR, Mistress of the Gods, Remember!”

The circle began to glow with golden light as your audience started to grow fearful.

You couldn’t blame them, this wasn’t supposed to be what happened.

Had they underestimated the seriousness of all this?

Did you mess up on the sign?

“ISHTAR, Queen of the Land of the Rising of the Sun, Remember!”

The temperature dropped even further as a hole in the world appeared before you and, without warning, a vacuum formed.

You were getting worried now, but you had to keep going unless you wished to run the risk of something truly horrible occuring.

“Lady of Ladies, Goddess of Goddesses, ISHTAR, Queen of all People, Remember!”

The hole grew bigger and the vacuum grew more powerful as fearful screams filled the auditorium.

You felt your body getting pulled towards the hole, splitting your focus between keeping the ritual moving and not being pulled into the void.

“O Bright Rising, Torch of the Heaven and of the Earth, Remember!

O Destroyer of the Hostile Hordes, Remember!

Lioness, Queen of the Battle, Hearken and Remember!”

The hole continued to grow as your audience fled, pushing and trampling over one another to escape.

You wished you could join them.

This was nothing like anything you had tried before.

“From the Gate of the Great God NEBO, I call Thee!”

Pinpricks of light ignited in the void of the hole as the gate began to open.

“By the Name which I was given on the Sphere of NEBO, I call to Thee! Lady, Queen of Harlots and of Soldiers, I call to Thee!”

Light and color exploded within the gate as nebulae formed and a perfect look into the distant cosmos sat before you.

“Lady, Mistress of Battle and of Love, I pray Thee, Remember!

In the Name of the Covenant, sworn between Thee and the Race of Men,

I call to Thee! Hearken and Remember!”

A light began to form directly before the open gate, slowly morphing and attempting to take shape.

“Suppressor of the Mountains!

Supporter of arms!

Deity of Men! Goddess of Women! Where Thou gazest, the Dead live!”

The form began to grow more defined, more real, as the form of a woman made of light reached forwards and towards you, her hand piercing the veil.

“ISHTAR, Queen of Night, Open Thy Gate to me!

ISHTAR, Lady of the Battle, Open wide Thy Gate!”

Her form slowly came towards you, reaching outwards as it turned from light and into something real.

“ISHTAR, Sword of the People, Open Thy Gate to me!

ISHTAR, Lady of the Gift of Love, Open wide Thy Gate!

Gate of the Gentle Planet, LIBAT, Open unto me!”

Her hand was barely a step away as she reached towards you, her body becoming flesh and her eyes looking directly into yours.

Your vision was growing dark, you could feel your body grow weak from fighting against the vacuum, but you still had to continue the ritual, no matter how much your body and mind was screaming at you to stop, even when the hardest part was coming up.

Especially because the hardest part was coming up.

“IA GUSHE-YA! IA INANNA! IA ERNINNI-YA!

ASHTA PA MABACHA CHA KUR ENNI-YA!

RABBMI LO-YAK ZI ISHTARI KANPA!

INANNA ZI AMMA KANPA! BI ZAMMA KANPA!

IA IA IA BE-YI RAZULUKI!”

The final word escaped your lips, and the woman was fully formed before you, floating in the air as the hole in the world closed shut.

The woman had eyes like rubies, hair like onyx, and a smile more brilliant than diamonds.

She was beautiful, she would easily fit into any definition of beauty in the world.

Then, as she looked into your eyes, she spoke.

You could barely hear her, the entire world sounding like it was under water.

However, you could still faintly hear her.

“Are You My Master?”

After that, everything went black.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

You groaned as you opened your eyes, the harsh light of the infirmary burning your retinas, forcing your eyes closed once more.

Your entire body ached in a way and in places you didn't know could even ache like that.

Not to mention your circuits, which you could tell you had overworked due to the feeling of intense, burning agony under your skin.

“Are you alive?” the voice of Lord El Melioi asked you.

“Not sure… try again later…” you groaned as you turned onto your side, briefly opening your eyes to see the woman from the cosmos, looking quite irate in some second hand clothes kept by the doctors and nurses in the case of an experiment turning… incendiary.

You blinked several times before turning over once more and towards Lord El Melioi who was currently chewing on a piece of gum in place of his cigarette.

“So, all that happened?” you asked.

“Correct.” the man responded with a pathetic attempt to keep his irritated expression in check.

“So… how screwed am I?” you asked.

“Royally, if it wasn’t for some extenuating circumstances.” the man responded.

“Hmm.” was all you said in response.

“So, who’s the lady?” you asked.

“I am RIGHT here!” the woman exclaimed in irritation.

“We do not know, but she claims to be the goddess Ishtar.” the old man answered.

“BECAUSE I AM!!!”

“We lack the evidence to prove her claim.” The Lord El Melioi declared.

“I will vaporize you, mark my words!” the woman who claimed to be Ishtar nearly shouted.

“I can see why that would be a bit hard to confirm…” you muttered as you turned onto your back.

“Seeing as if the woman’s claims are true-” the man began before being interrupted.

“THEY ARE!!!” the woman who claimed to be Ishtar whined.

“-It would mean that you dug up the bones of a goddess on Halloween night.”

You let out a groan.

“This is going to have massive repercussions, isn’t it?” you asked as you closed your eyes.

“Most definitely.” was all Lord El Melioi said in response.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

You stumbled into your room and fell face first onto your bed, the woman who insisted upon being called Ishtar walking right behind you as you did so before making a bee-line to your closet and throwing it open.

“These are all your clothes?” Ishtar asked, flabbergasted.

“Yes.” You groaned into the bed.

“It’s the same outfit four different times!” Ishtar cried, abhorred.

“Exactly.” you said in response.

“This just will not do!” Ishtar exclaimed before walking over to you and peeling you off the bed to grab you by the collar.

“I REFUSE to have my spouse dress like some common cretin!” the woman cried.

“I don’t recall signing any marriage papers.” was all you said in response as your head lolled to the side.

“IT WAS IMPLIED IN THE SUMMONING!!!” Ishtar shouted.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

It has been a year since you got a surprise wife on Halloween night.

She was a bossy, bullheaded, prideful, and big headed woman who had an ego the size of a galaxy.

You wouldn’t have her any other way.

Sure, she had a habit of threatening anyone who got too close to you with disintegration, but that is par for the course when in a relationship with a Goddess.

That said, she was still trying to get you to wear more “Appropriate Clothes For Your Station”.

She had continuously failed time and time again.

It was one of the many little games the two of you played.

Much like how Ishtar floated around you and took out whatever “Tax” she wished from any food you purchased.

Or how you, upon finding out she was ticklish, mercilessly attacked her every time she let down her guard.

The two of you were insufferable together, and you were frequently told so.

In all honesty, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Ishtar might have the looks of a woman people would go to war for, but her personality was absolutely horrible, in a charming and adorable way.

And though you would never tell her for fear of her head getting so big it pops, you wouldn’t have her any other way.

As you continued to muse on Ishtar and the events of the previous year, a finger began to poke you in the side.

You ignored the sensation for a few moments longer, until a petulant whine cut through the silence and you were attacked by the arms of a woman wrapping around you like snakes and her body falling onto yours as you sat in your chair.

“Oh, hello Ishtar.” you muttered as you continued to gaze out at the starry night.

“You know, a girl could get really jealous if someone was looking at something else that wasn’t her.” Ishtar not so subtly hinted at as she tried to gently force you to look at her.

“What do you mean? I am looking at you! After all, these are the same stars as the night we met. Though, I have to admit that I didn’t pay much attention to them at the time.” You retorted with a soft smile on your face as you adjusted yourself and Ishtar to better ensure comfort.

Ishtar let out a laugh as she turned her eyes to look at the stars as well.

“I never took you as the reminiscing type.” the goddess muttered with a smile.

“I never took the Goddess Ishtar to be one to enjoy scooters. It seems we are both full of surprises.” You jabbed at her.

“You’re horrible!” Ishtar bemoaned with crocodile tears in her eyes.

“No worse than you dear, no worse than you.” was all you said in response as the two of you fell into a comfortable silence, gazing at the stars.

[queenbeewrites]

🔞make-up and ice-cubes - gentle femdom smut 🔞

Synopsis -

The dom uses the ice-cube in a different way - just try and understand me, what I'm trying to say - in that way.

🧊💄🧊💄🧊💄🧊💄🧊💄🧊💄🧊💄🧊💄🧊💄🧊💄🧊💄

M/N’s P.O.V~

“Alright, let’s play a game!” It’s a Sunday and we’re both bored.

“What game?” I ask as her hands leave my head, and she sits straight making me sit up.

“Makeup and Ice Cubes!” She brightens as I lean on the pillow behind me for comfort.

“What is that?”

“Aghh, stop asking questions, go get a bowl full of ice cubes and my makeup.”

“What are you planning?” I pout as I leave the bed, grumpily walking to the kitchen.

“Here, the ice cubes and your makeup.” I place the bowl on the table next to the bed and hand the makeup to her.

“No, keep this and give me the bowl.” Her bubbly face is happier and more excited than it should be.

I gently sit cross-legged in front of her, as she does the same.

“Okay, so, the game is, you have to do my makeup. If you do it perfectly you earn a reward and if you make any mistake you get a punishment!”

“What is the reward?”

“I’ll grant you three wishes.”

“Like a genie?”

“Nope, like a mistress!” Her sudden soft tone caught me off guard and flinching.

“A-and what is the punishment?”

“Hmmm, you see this,” branding the ice cube, she added, “I’m gonna put this in you!”

“Wait, what?” I knew she was planning something weird, she was always so evil.

“Oh c’mon, you’ve taken so many weird things than this, in your little ass.” Her sweet but dominant voice wasn’t lying.

“Three wishes?” I know I have no way out of this.

“Yup, three wishes!”

“Okay then, sit straight and don’t move.”

“Yes, sir!” How can she be cute and sexy at the same time?

F/N’S P.O.V~

He doesn’t know what he’s signing up for. I’m going to have so much fun today.

“The moisturizer comes first right?” He asks, disappearing his eyes in the pouch.

“Yeah!” His gentle hands stroke my cheeks as he gently applies the moisturizer, his blue eyes are fixed on my face.

“Are you trying not to hurt me?”

“You’re skin is so soft.” Awww cute baby, his black hair is everywhere, hiding his forehead.

Moving ahead with the second step, he squeezes the primer out from the tube on the dorsal side of his hand. “Focused” and “attentive” are the perfect words to describe his face and hands at this moment.

Spreading it with his fingers on my skin, he tries to remain calm. “Let me check!” I can see his eyes, focused on my face as I look in the mirror.

“Well, it’s time for the first cube, I guess.”

“But it’s--” With a slight rose of my eyebrow, he knows what to do.

I watch him softly taking his shorts off, leaving the underpants for me to take off.

“Come here.” Patting on my thigh, I welcome him to lay on me with his ass facing me.

His hands grip the bedsheet and I am rubbing his sweet hole with the lube. Stretching it wide for me. I circle his entrance as I take the cube from the bowl and tease his entrance with its coldness.

His ass is so round and fluffy which makes me wanna leave my print on it. Softly spanking his ass to accept the cube more perfectly, I push the cube inside him. His soft whimpers start, making me play with his hole more.

I pushed the cube into his pink hole, to reach the deepest part of him. His soft whimpers as he holds the sheet are just the beginning of my fun “Now, do it again.”

M/N’S P.O.V~

I feel the coldness inside me, it hits more as I try to sit up. Her expression suddenly changed, pushing me more to my submissive side. I try again, spreading the primer one more time, wishing it to be perfect this time.

“Come here!” Again, she pushes another cube into me, it’s slowly getting troublesome to sit straight on my knees. I changed my position because I can’t sit cross-legged with a bunch of cubes in my ass.

Finally, I’m done with the primer, which makes me find the foundation. Her eyes dig into my skin as I struggle a little to find it because of the cold sensation in my ass.

“Wait until you can’t sit straight without leaking from your ass.” She says as she watches me calmly. Gosh! why does she have to make it worse with her words?

The first two steps were still easy for me, but I’m sure I’ll get another cube very soon.

Successfully failing the third step, got me right on her thighs again, this time benefited from the spanks. The heat and the cold are such a struggle, I just realized it.

Her wet fingers are making my ass cheeks wet which hurts more as she spanks me. She’s pushing another cube into me, God how many can I take? Three cubes are so much trouble already.

“Don’t worry, your little ass is not so small from the inside. I’ve inserted way too bigger toys in it before.” She pushes the cubes deeper to make space for others.

I’m shivering and leaking as I sit, the bedsheet is probably wet and my member is more than visible now.

Trying again with the foundation, I dab it on her skin to fail miserably again. She’s laughing at my pity face. “You know what to do.”

Waiting for her to push the cubes inside is not worse, taking the cubes in me is. She takes out the fourth one, pushes it inside and this continues to the eighth one.

I’m a leaking and shivering mess, my dick is leaking. My ass feels so full, and my nipples are erect but the game is not over yet.

“F/N please, I can’t, it feels so full. I can’t take any more cubes now.”

“Shh, and try again, maybe this time you’ll succeed with the foundation. Don’t you want your three wishes?” Removing and applying the foundation is stretching my desperation.

And again, I failed, the ninth one is soon going to enter me, I’ll try one more time to get rid of this game.

“F/N please, I can’t, my ass is almost numb, please!”

“You agreed with the rules didn’t you?”

“Yes, but I can’t--” my whimpers aren’t working on her.

“Come here, before I make you!” Her hands are a little harsh now, spanking me harder than before, and she’s teasing my dick with the cubes now.

She pushes another cube in as I tremble from its coldness. She’s fucking me with the cubes, thrusting her fingers in and out. “Please, I can’t, please I’ll do anything rather than this, just do anything else, I can’t take more cubes.”

She stops with her thrusts as I put the offer on the table.

“Anything?”

“Yes, yes, anything!” I’m overjoyed, is she agreeing with this?

F/N P.O.V~

Yes! Another chance to ruin him! “Go get the strap then, but keep my punishments inside you!”

He is struggling to walk as the cubes are inside him, his juices are dipping on his legs following to his ankle. It’s tough for him to take out the strap from the almirah, which is right in front of our bed.

Slowly and calmly he brings the strap to me, sitting as his eyes beg for mercy. His red face, his drunk eyes, and his leaking lower body are “my reward.”

“Remember! You said anything, I won’t let you run from it now!”

I pull him by his shirt and pin him down on his stomach. Parting his ass with my hands I wore the strap-op before this. “Arch your back!” He trembles, struggling to do so.

“More!” I ask when I finally slapped his ass harder for not doing it properly and quickly.

“I said more!” Haven’t I taught you well?” He balances himself on his palms, and shivers after I whispered it to him.

“Do you want me to lube this rubber dick?”

“Ye-yes!”

“God! you’re so funny, look at this little hole of yours, it’s leaking like a waterfall and you still want the lubed dick.” “Trust me, your slutty ass is perfectly fine without the lube!”

He tried to hide his flushed-out face, “why are you shy suddenly, is it new to you?” “You’re always such a whore when it comes to this dick. And now you’re shy?”

M/N’S P.O.V~

She is continuously slapping my ass and the cubes are still inside me. Her fingers suddenly rubbed my entrance before gripping the cube to pull it out.

Pushing something inside is always easy than pulling it out.

Her one hand is parting my cheeks as her fingers pull out the second one, the water is still leaking out from my ass. She’s pulled out five cubes in total when she stops.

“What--what are you going to do?” I ask.

“Do you want me to describe it?” She whispers as she pulls my hair back to hear her.

“I’m going to slowly thrust this huge dick in you, with four cubes still inside you. And you know what will happen?”

“W--what?”

“That little sweet spot inside you will be swollen tomorrow. And I’ll make you feel so good that you’ll beg for me to fuck you like this again.”

“It’s n-not going to hap--happen!”

“Is that so?” She spanks me harder probably leaving a print. “Then why is your greedy hole trying to grind on my dick?”

I notice what she’s said, God! she’s turned me into a slut. Before I could think anymore she grips my hips tighter to push it on her dick and thrust along with it.

The slapping sounds of ours are decorating my moans. Her grunts echo as she thrusts into me, to make the ice cubes reach further into me.

“T-this was not a part of the deal!”

“You said anything, didn’t you?”

“I di-didn’t know this would happen!”

“But now you do, so take it like it like a good boy!”

“It’s hitting so deep into me!”

“That’s the goal!”

Her Hips stop to rest and raise the speed afterward. Her hands reach my nipples, gripping my body as she squeezes and pinches them. I’m moaning like a whore, it just feels so good that I can’t even think properly now.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No! No! Please don’t, it feels so good!”

“Where does it feels feel?”

“In--- In my ass!”

My chest pumps up as she’s thrusting the huge dick in me, enlarging my hole. The cubes are digging my hole. My thighs are shivering, my nipples are hurting as she twitches them more and I feel myself getting close!

“Please! Let me cum, I’m so close! Please!”

“Keep it in, not yet!” She slaps my ass with her dick, thrusting harder and rougher.

“Please! God! Please!”

I begged more and more until her inner demon is satisfied. “Aww, poor baby--- cum!”

My body trembles as I cum on the sheets, leaking from both of my holes, yet she didn’t let me rest for a second. Her fingers soon entered my hole pulling out the cubes, and twisting them in the way.

“What?” She laughs as she noticed only two cubes remaining in me. “It melted inside you, such a slut!”

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END OF THE SMUT

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[malevolent-fairy]

"Do not address me so casually." She warned "I may be tired, but I could still destroy..." She interrupted her own threat with a yawn and blinked a few times, shaking her head.

"Oh, nevermind. I'm too exhausted for this. Fine, take the spot. If I hear you snore, I swear I'll obliterate you." She grumbled and set her staff at her side, thinking for a moment about what he said. She reached up and grasped one of her horns... ...

And took it off.

Well, it was actually her whole helmet she took off. But most people are thoroughly surprised to see that they aren't attached to her skull. Her hair was set free, long and black with devil like curls all throughout as it unveiled and unfurled itself from its tucked away position.

"Stay on your side of the bed. And ever mention this to anyone, I'll pop you like a balloon the next time you terrorize pigs."

Another day, another village turned upside down, courtesy of the villainous duo. Several buildings had been obliterated (thanks to Maleficent’s staff and the Big Bad Wolf’s lungs), and others were still up in flames, the townsfolk in a frenzy. All in all, the wolf was feeling really accomplished, chewing on a toothpick and surveying the destruction in the distance. Before they decided to call it a night, he spent the last twenty minutes or so terrorizing a chicken coop, getting a little late night snack. Well, little for him. Most folks probably would’ve stopped after one chicken, but those folks were weak. 

The Big Bad Wolf spat out the toothpick, (along with a feather), giving a heavy yawn, stretching his limbs. That bed was calling his name. That is, until he realized Maleficent was already settling in, making a face at her suggestion. She wasn’t serious, was she?

“Yeah, I do! I’m a wolf, Mal! I’m the king o’ the canines! The leader o’ the pack! Dogs wish they were me! ‘Sides, it ain’t like I have fleas!”

Anymore...

“Look, I’ll stay on this side, just keep them horns away from me--”

[descendantofthesparrow]

Eat my shorts Descendants

like-if ur gonna give us Teen Maleficent(which-again-makes 0 sense considering everyones base lore from ur famous animated movies) at least give us proper younger maleficent-ice queen, mistress of all Evil. Mal is supposed to be the spitting image of her teen/young mom(as said in D1 by Leah (which oh god pocketwatch implies Leah n Maleficent went to merlin academy together) let Maleficent look like her daughter for gods sake.

oh yeah, and PROPER HORNS wtf are those are horns like-ah?! i take back all my wishes for Mal horns if this was the shit they were gonna give us.

[moviehealthcommunity]

This pinned post contains every movie we have determined to be safe for photosensitive audiences! This will be updated as new titles enter and leave theaters. This is NOT medical advice. These are just titles to which we have given flashing lights scores of 0 or 1 out of 10.

*=currently in theaters

The 40-Year-Old Virgin 80 for Brady Abominable American Fiction Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret Away From Her A Bad Moms Christmas The Ballad of Buster Scruggs The Beguiled The Big Sick The Bikeriders Billy Madison Book Club: The Next Chapter The Breakfast Club Casablanca Challengers Cheaper by the Dozen (2022) The Christmas Chronicles A Christmas Story Christmas Christopher Robin Cinderella (2015) Clerks Cocaine Bear Coco Coming to America Crazy Rich Asians Crimson Peak Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon Cyrano Daddy's Home Daddy's Home 2 Dear Evan Hansen Dirty Dancing Dogma Dolores Claiborne Downhill Downton Abbey Drive My Car Eight Crazy Nights Eileen Elemental Elf Enemy Ever After: A Cinderella Story Extremely Wicked, Shockingly Evil and Vile The Fighting Preacher Five Feet Apart Gladiator Going in Style The Goldfinch Good Will Hunting Green Book Heretic The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug The Hurt Locker The Hustle I Don't Know How She Does It The Ice Age Adventures of Buck Wild IF In Bruges Instant Family Interview with the Vampire It Ends with Us It's a Wonderful Life Jojo Rabbit Kimi Knives Out Last Christmas The Laundromat Little Women (2019) Lizzie Logan Lucky The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Luca Lying and Stealing Ma Rainey's Black Bottom A Madea Christmas Madea's Family Reunion Madea's Witness Protection Maleficent: Mistress of Evil Mallrats A Man Called Otto The Many Saints of Newark Marriage Story Mary Poppins Returns Mary Queen of Scots Mean Girls (2004) The Menu Miracle of 34th Street (1994) Misery Monty Python's Life of Brian Mrs. Doubtfire The Muppet Christmas Carol Muppet Treasure Island Murder Mystery Next Goal Wins Night at the Museum Office Space On the Basis of Sex Origin Pan's Labyrinth Past Lives The Perfection The Polar Express The Power of the Dog A Prayer Before Dawn Psycho (1960) Psycho (1998) Pulp Fiction The Report The Rhythm Section Rise of the Planet of the Apes Roma The Room Rudy The Santa Clause The Santa Clause 3: The Escape Clause Sasquatch Sunset Seven Psychopaths The Shallows Shanghai Noon Shaun the Sheep Movie The Shining Shrek the Third Smokey and the Bandit Son In Law Spencer The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974) Three Thousand Years of Longing Ticket to Paradise Uncut Gems United 93 West Side Story (1961) The Whale Windfall The Wizard of Oz Women Talking Won't You Be My Neighbor? Worth Zombieland: Double Tap The Zone of Interest

[moonypears-blog]

I don't think they've ever interacted, but I don't think Cedric would like Hugo very much, especially after he intentionally made Sofia fall off her horse. We see in "Substitute Cedric" that he does not like bratty children. While Hugo redeemed himself, he was an absolute brat.

I read somewhere that Hugo proposed to Sofia on her 18th birthday, not sure whether it's canon or fanon, I don't ship Hugfia so... but either way, I feel like Cedric would be like, "No, no, absolutely not." Like a maleficent 2: mistress of evil situation.

I could also see him going to one of Sofia's ice dancing recitals and going full-on father mode when she's dancing with Hugo. Just watching them with his disapproving dad eyes, staring into Hugo's soul.