(   @mistressmxleficent heart’d this.    )

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   (    —   quite a bizarre scene. she’s taking her tiara off, with movements   only
                        dubbed as delicacy, then pressing it firmly on the woman’s head. which part
                        was bizarre? perhaps the handling of one of her precious valuables; perhaps
                        the compassion that followed with it? COMPASSION wasn’t   prevalent 
                        in the isle. && though she was overwhelmed with an urge to squeal       (her 
                        galling way of showing excitement) at the finishing product, she    settles 
                                           with a grin. painted lips stretching from ear to ear.  )

                      there. now you’re basically a princess. heightening the beauty standard one blush stroke at a time, miss maleficent.

 



@mistressmxleficent // clicked ( x ) for a starter.

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an unwarranted HUFF blew out as fingers tightly gripped around 
the handle of a makeup brush. 

              ❛ Ms. Maleficent, stop squirming. it’ll all be worth it. with my rose
                      temptation makeup technique you’ll be able tosnag yourself   a 
                                                 man in no time. ) 

there was a pause, lips pressing in a thin line as a shade of pink 
showed on her cheeks.

                        ❛ or, you know, a woman. ESPECIALLY a woman.

 



a-crimsonmalice

;; no but I have the headcanob Maleficent had a lot of issues walking and using her hands sometimes after being stabbed with Phillip's sword. Can you imagine Evie helping Maleficent by braiding her hair for her before a party or something and them having their first heart to heart oh m Y GOD.

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IN WHICH AN EVIE AND MALEFICENT BROTP IS SOMETHING I DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED. YESSS.

 



♕ SCARY MAMA:

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     “I know what you mean, dear. I wholeheartedly agree.
It’s bad enough I have to put up with her ridiculousness.”
Maleficent peered out the window, a loud smirk leaving
her as she watched the Evil Queen attempting to pry the
tire off the car to no avail. It was much more amusing
than she should have let it be. 

    “Goddamn it, that’s fucking hilarious.” she whispered,
    her hand finding her mouth in an attempt to conceal
    her laughter.

It was this reason Maleficent was careful not to drink
more than a glass of wine or two around Mal, or any
of the kids for that matter. It was only when she knew
her daughter was in a deep slumber did Maleficent
bust out the SHOT GLASSES – and let herself have
a little too much fun.

     “ – that’s so KIND of you to say dear, thank you!”
Maleficent swayed more into the living room, brushing
a strand of hair out of Evie’s face as she passed. It was
clear she’d definitely had more than two drinks, but she
was managing it well. “You and your mom know you’re
always welcome here. You’re like family to me, Evie. Did
you and Mal have fun while we were gone?”

                            I offer you my condolences.

Eyebrows were wrinkled, HUMILIATION still forming at the scene, even if they 
were just around Maleficent. It seems that constant badgering about       how 
elegant to act around others went out the window when her mother swallowed
a couple shots of liquor. && as much as she wanted to keep those     wrinkled
brows, stubbornness running through the family, she found the           tight-knit 
releasing when chocolate hues  followed Maleficent’s. The sight of her not -so
poised mother yanking at a tire managed to be more humoring than not.

It wasn’t necessarily hard to discern the smell of alcohol as the woman strolled
pass her, allowing her own hand to follow it as fingers pushed the strand behind 
an ear. But it was nice being on the decent side of the woman. She had    such a 
terrible rep, that Evie often forgot how completely NORMAL she was. As normal as
one can be when possessing the qualities of Maleficent’s.

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                               Funny you say that, we’re probably ) going to need to spend the night here. From the looks of it I doubt we’ll make it home without her mistaking a stray cat for a jester. – Mal and I had a fabulous time. She won’t let me give her a makeover despite the lavender glitter eye shadow I just purchased, but I coped. There’s always tomorrow to try.  

 



So I've got some mischief in my blood?

INDEPENDENT && SELECTIVE EVIE from Disney's Descendants. penned by dee

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