ARCHIVED.

[ ... ] 𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙿𝙴𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙻 — 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙎𝙃𝙀 𝙄𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝘼 𝙃𝘼𝙐𝙉𝙏𝙀𝘿 𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙀

[a-crimsonmalice]

THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE.

[ofmalice]

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄. 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅. 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 & 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋. independent & incredibly private maleficent. ft. a heavily developed canon and lore. non-rp blogs do not reblog or interact. as written by briar.

[a-crimsonmalice]

so, I wasn't planning on doing this tonight, but now that this account is glitched, I have no choice. I'll be archiving and moving fully to my new blog tonight! I have been working all day on this move, and I am so unbelievably excited.

but I have something I need and want to say before I fully finish up and archive – this new blog is a fully fresh start for me. I won't be refollowing everyone I currently follow here, I'm still going to be incredibly selective, and I'll be even more private. tumblr has become a difficult place for me the last few years, and my love and desire to write suffered heavily because of it. I'm ready to make maleficent a safer and healthier experience, like I've needed to for years. if I don't refollow you, it is absolutely nothing personal! I need to keep the new account a little more tight knit, or I'm gonna overwhelm myself like I always tend to.

so. yeah. I need to figure out what's left to do, and then uh — I'm doing it.

edit: I uh. fixed the glitch. but it got me to bite the bullet so aLL IS WELL.

[a-crimsonmalice]

— OUT !   I’m moving all my lore over to the new blog, and going through all my metas and whatnot just really drives home ... this bitch is so stupid

[a-crimsonmalice]

— OUT !    I’m going to starbucks and getting some cold brew, and then I’m chilling here all day motherfuckers.

[a-crimsonmalice]

— OUT !   I am so emo about min tonight and I don’t even know where it came from

[a-crimsonmalice]

･ ° ✦ — RANDOM EDITS #017 — 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐘. do not r/eblog & non rp blogs do not interact.

[morememesforall]

word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

[lowleee]

보정 넘나 어려운것…ㅠㅠ

[villainsmemes-deactivated202503]

( REPOSTED FROM MY OLD ACCIDENTALLY DELETED BLOG. ) — ADJUST AS NEEDED. REMEMBER TO SPECIFY WHEN SENDING TO MULTIS!

“Why, it’s [name]!”

“What do you want?”

“I really felt quite distressed at not receiving an invitation.“

“You weren’t wanted!“

“Oh dear, what an awkward situation.“

“And you’re not offended?”

“Stand back, you fools!”

“Just do your best, dear.“

“Now, come have a nice cup of tea, dear.”

“I’m sure it’ll work out somehow.

“Well, a bonfire won’t stop [name.]”

“Well, perhaps if we reason with [pronoun/name.]”

“[Pronoun/name] can’t be all bad.”

“You know, sometimes I don’t think [name]’s really very happy.

“Now, dear, that isn’t a very nice thing to say.“

“Well, that would make me happy.“

“Shh, shh, shh! Even walls have ears.”

“Who are they?“

“You really think we can?“

“Oh, no, no, no, no, no magic!“

“We’ve never done anything without magic.“

“Are you sure you searched everywhere?“

“Did you hear that, my pet?”

“And don’t speak to strangers.“

“I wonder if [pronoun] suspects.

“I’m going to make it fifteen layers with pink and blue forget-me-nots!”

“Well, I still say we ought to use magic.“

“I can’t breathe!”

“It looks awful!”

“That’s because it’s on you, dear.”

“We all knew this day had to come.“

“I’m awfully sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you.“

“But don’t you remember? We’ve met before!“

“Who are you? What’s your name?”

“But that’s impossible!“

“Ah, excellent vintage.”

“Let me fill up your glass, that last was all foam!”

“They’re not even married yet.”

“Why, you unreasonable, pompous, blustering, old windbag!“

“What’s this all about anyway?“

“Hurry, and change in something suitable!”

“I command you to come to your senses!“

“Oh, I’ll never forgive myself.“

“There’s something important I have to tell you.”

“Well, this is a pleasant surprise.”

“Oh come now, [name]. Why so melancholy?”

“For the first time in sixteen years, I shall sleep well.“

“Watch out!”

“Silence!”

“No, it cannot be!”

“Now, you were saying?”

“Oh, I just love happy endings.“

[a-crimsonmalice]

—  [   @stepmther​​​ asked:  ]   “ is that my shirt? “

A FAUX LOOK OF CURIOSITY CROSSES her face. arm extended upward, leaning against the bathroom doorframe. minerva looks down, and a gasp falls from painted lips.   “ well, would you look at that? ”   she exclaims. gaze returning to ev, with a half-cocked grin,   “ ... it seems it is! ”   the button up hangs off minerva’s thin frame. perfectly concealing the lack of anything else. held together only by a couple buttons around her abdomen, the dark ink of her stomach tattoo barely visible beneath white fabric. eyes alight, she poorly stifles a giggle.  “ I’m sorry, honey. ”

[a-crimsonmalice]

—  [   @trohphy​​​ asked:  ]  “ it is my CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHT to go to indiana! “

THE ROOM WAS THICK WITH SILENCE. accompanied with the smell of alcohol, it was no surprise karen wasn’t doing well. with eyes only, minerva gestures gaston and ev from the room. sometimes there were occurrences only a best friend could manage. this was one minerva had been dreading since the earliest days of their friendship. the death of karen’s father came with much more than traditional mourning. it presented challenges that, selfishly, none of them wanted to face. but more important, challenges they did not want karen to face.

minerva perches herself on the edge of the coffee table. facing karen, she reaches out to seize the emptied wine glass within the woman’s palm.   “ karen, if you really want to go to indiana, that’s fine. but we’re not letting you go alone. ”  minerva’s voice is gentle. careful with her words, she seeks nothing but to comfort. if there was anything she could do, it was that. there was nothing minerva wouldn’t do for karen - even trudging to the middle of no where to keep karen’s horrid mother at bay. 

minerva splits what little remained within the bottle; half into karen’s already stained cup, and some into a small solo cup nearby. minerva toasts.   “ we love you — and we have your back, darling. me, ev, gaston. all of us. we’re going with you. ”

[a-crimsonmalice]

—  [   @trohphy​​ asked:  ]   “  you okay? ”

MINERVA’S NECK ACHED from how fast she turned. the heat of the cigarette was all one could see upon the dark roof. not even the faint glow of surrounding buildings was enough to illuminate them. minerva was almost grateful for such a thing; it kept karen from seeing the dampness upon thin features.

“ yeah. ”   the sniffle was the unavoidable tell that accompanied the lie. damn it. it was a pointless attempt overall, if anyone knew her it was the blonde. but reflex was reflex. minerva straightened her back to the best of her abilities. the sudden realization washing over her that she may have been gone from the party much longer than intended. several crushed cigarettes hidden beneath heeled foot. mindless and tired, she sat. it wasn’t often her and ev quipped in front of others. but when such an occurrence took place, embarrassment overtook any frustration or anger. 

minerva wipes her eyes with the back of her wrist. makeup be damned, it was all gone.   “ I’m sorry, ”   she soothes,   “ — I didn’t mean to run off. ”

[shirleytemplar-blog]

I may seem like an asshole

but deep down I’m a good person

and even deeper down I’m a bigger asshole

[a-crimsonmalice]

—  [   @ofdevilry​ asked:  ]  “ well.... we could just kill him, yes?” 

“ patience, diaval. ”   maleficent drawls. a hint of a laugh sewn within her tone. it takes a moment for eyes to tear off of the lanky prince they’d been spying on. head cocking to the side.   “ — and here I thought you were the levelheaded one between us. ”   she knows well that to be a lie. they were nothing if not a duo of equal chaos. even she knew better than to behead the boy just yet. even if there was nothing that would bring her more joy. maleficent had to be honest with herself — for once in her life. the boy could be the answer. the dusk of the curse was rapidly approaching, their options dwindling. and although her skin burned with frustration watching him make eyes at the young princess, she needed to acknowledge that true love was not entirely off the table. her own options be damned.

gaze falls to the happy couple once more. phillip’s departure ripping a hum from maleficent’s throat.   “ go. follow him. ”   the order clear and without hesitation.   “ do not lose his scent. not until we are sure. ”

[a-crimsonmalice]

—  [  @stepmther asked:  ]  patience / your muse telling mine to be patient

EYES ROLL IN AN INSTANT WHEN EVELYN’S back turns. although she does glance again; she wouldn’t put it past ev to possess eyes within the back of her skull. patience. she almost huffs again at the mere thought. minerva simply had no desire for such a thing. not when the room was a little too hot, her dress a little too itchy, and the need for the soft embrace of their bed a little too distracting. pointless, all of it. though she knew arguing with her wife was a losing battle, she succeeded well in the business of pouting. fingertips smoothing over that of crimson acrylic, tapping then upon the arm of the chair.

cold champagne is lifted to her lips. wrist going limp and off to the side after the bubbly indulgence.   “ ev, must we really stay any longer? ”   she asks. a whine to her tone; uncommon for minerva, but certainly not impossible. knowing well it had only been a minute’s time since her previous inquiry. soft murmurs were all that remained of the gala. all interest minerva had possessed having died down hours prior. if her patience hadn’t already thinned, it was at risk for near extinction at such point.  “ I’m growing tired, darling. aren’t you? ”

[a-crimsonmalice]

— OUT !   who told her she should be this fucking pretty?