if only

mal fae 18 if only i knew what my heart was telling me. don't know what i'm feeling, is this just a dream? if only i could read the signs in front of me, i could find a way to who i'm meant to be... if only... if only

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❝ That sounds like a set-up to a horrible prank. ❞ (from max)

“that’s why it’s brilliant.”

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( . wishfvlsinking‌ )

“they have no idea? how is that possible? did someone cast a spell on them?” raising his brow, he could tell that it was upsetting mal and all he could do was comfort her, be there for her. “it’s ok. i’m glad you didn’t go back there. i know it’s still your home, sort of. i would’ve gone after you again. and again. and again.” he chuckled softly. “that’s good to hear. any idea of how to get back there? or where we are?”

“something about this place. a lot of people got totally wiped. new lives, new memories. i’ve been trying to get through to them, but it’s powerful magic. evie believes me but doesn’t remember, and i may have terrified audrey into remembering at least my name if nothing else.” she shrugged. “it’s always gonna be a part of me, but i’m not the same person i was when i lived there. i’m staying with you and the others. they’re all my family now. i appreciate your willingness to go back there when i’m being stupid again, but please don’t. you almost died last time.” mal shook her head. “no idea how to get home, but we’re somewhere called washington dc.”

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More Memories

🌈- A memory about when they first fell in love

🌋- A memory about their first heartbreak

🏠- A memory about their childhood home/where they used to live

📷- A memory that comes with a picture they have

💡- A memory that comes with an object or keepsake they have

🔪- A memory about a dangerous situation

🎈- A memory about a time they were safe and relaxed

📔- A memory from a journal/diary entry

📝- A memory of them getting to know/meeting my muse

🔗- A memory about their proposal/wedding

🐥- A memory about their children (past, present, or future)

👘- A memory associated with an article of clothing they have

⚔️- A memory about war

🌅- A memory associated with a certain location

🏚- A memory about exploration

🛤- A memory about traveling

🌠- A time they wished upon a falling star

🐕-A memory of teamwork

🐺- A memory about being alone

🌟- WILDCARD

❄️Feel Free to add more memory prompts to this!❄️

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( . darkvlght‌ )

(¸.• ♛ → She took the girl’s wrist and in one movement, she was trying to intimidate her but no one can do that, not with her, she was maybe short but she can handle herself “Scram before I hurt you” She told her, and before she could actually blink she was just going a way “Amateurs…” She muttered and then rolled her eyes when she felt a gaze on her “Show’s over, you know?”

mal smirked lightly, shrugging. “now now, cj. i thought we were friends. and this isn’t the isle of the lost anymore. we can’t just go around making threats.”

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( . wishfvlsinking‌ )

“yeah?” ben turned around when he heard his name. his eyes widened when he saw that familiar purple haired girl. a smile appeared on his face. “of course i do. mal, i could never forget you.” moving closer to her, he wrapped his arms around her and embraced her in a tight hug. “i missed you. i couldn’t find you anywhere back home. i was afraid you went back to the isle of the lost again.”

he remembered. thanking whatever had brought them here for not taking everyone away, she sank into him, wrapping her arms around him. “some people are forgetting. audrey and... and evie. they have no idea who they really are.” mal replied. she shook her head, smiling at him. “sorry about that. i didn’t exactly have a choice getting dragged here. but no, i’m not going back there. i’m staying in auradon. or i was planning to, anyway.”

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closed starter for ben florian!! ( @wishfvlsinking )

mal cautiously approached the taller male, her bag stuffed with any reference to magic she could find in this world. she wasn’t sure if she really wanted to speak to him or not, wasn’t sure if she could handle losing both him and evie if he didn’t remember. but she had to know. “ben?” the purple haired fairy called out, twisting the gold band around her index finger. “do you know who i am?”

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( . blodreinaxhuntress‌ )

When Allison woke up, she’d woken with a soul shattering scream, as if something had torn her apart. Then she’d been lost and confused, because wasn’t she dead? She’d died in scotts arms, that she had been sure of, plus she’d died in beacon hills, but as she walked, she had seen a sign stating that she was in Washington D.C. and she was even more confused. Yet, she was fine with it, just as fine with it as she had been about dying. Just the thought brought back the memories. That was about two weeks ago, and Allison had settled into her life and bought a small Golden Retriver puppy, and named him Apollo. That’s what she was doing now, Walking her dog whilst reminiscing, and when she’d tuned back into the walk, Apollo was wrapped around some strangers leg and she laughed softly. “Ah, shit, I’m sorry! He’s still leash training.”

mal wanted to be annoyed, but the dog made her think of carlos, and a smile twisted across her lips whether she wanted it to or not. “it’s okay. he’s cute.”

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( . lcnetragedy‌ )

Settling down her own folders, clinking her cup against the table, a grateful warmth washed into her face, a small “Thank you” slipped in as she herself took a seat, an easy grace present. Intrigued, her interest perked up, she didn’t wish to be rude, but watched across at the book of the other regardless. “I always find research quite an interesting task, though tedious at times” The girl spoke, her voice upbeat and concentrated, memories of leafing through heavy books, sometimes dusty, intermingling with reality. “Anything you’re researching in particular?”.

mal took a long sip of her coffee, grateful for the caffeine. she had had a bit of trouble sleeping since arriving here, too troubled by all the odd things that were happening. “i’m trying to figure out how to restore someones memories.”

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( . 4heartsforever‌ )

“well i can’t deny i have some nerd qualities,” she chuckled. she’d always liked learning. “mal we’ll figure it out, okay? don’t worry so much.”

“some?” she replied with a raised eyebrow, though she knew evie wouldn’t take offense. “please, i don’t worry. this is a challenge.” and that was all a lie. she was incredibly worried.

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( . lcnetragedy‌ )

They were just silly games that she used to play as a lonely child, that became vivid dreams in her mind. That was what Susan told herself, that was how she reassured herself, when she thought of beautiful lands stretching far and wide, sometimes dusted in heavy snow. Canopies of tents, flowing robes, and four thrones. Any other explanation simply wasn’t logical, and she was too grown up to believe in such stories, or so she told herself. She’d always wanted to act more mature for her age, and in exchange for that, had discarded away her youth at times. The girl who believed herself from these modern times relied on logic and possibility, from an early age she had acted the grown up.

A lipstick of pale pink touched across her lips, dress neat across her form. There was nothing wrong in enjoying these small moments, she thought, glancing in the mirror with a bit of pride at her appearance, she’d always liked those moments, balanced against her studies and education. Leaving her accommodation, taking the long route as to avoid the train station that passed a dreadful unknown shiver across her, she made her way to the small coffee shop she frequented, books in tow, planning on a small study session before her evening, a party planned and ready.

“It wouldn’t be so awful of me to ask if I can sit here, would it?” The girl asked, gentle in her words as she hovered there, a cup of tea in her hands, there was a smile held kind at the tips of her lips, though waiting for a response. “Only the rest does seem rather full” A small location, on a busy day it could fill, but she loved it nonetheless, the vintage air giving a taste of something she couldn’t quite remember, a home she didn’t know.

mal looked up from the spell book she’d acquired from an old shop downtown, still looking for a way to restore evie’s memories. “yeah, sure. just doing some research.”

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( . 4heartsforever‌ )

“didn’t you say i was already a nerd?” she teased back. evie sighed softly. “what if there isn’t a spell? what if they just have to come back on their own?”

“i always call you a nerd. because you are a nerd.” mal shook her head. “there has to be a spell. i need there to be one.” the last part was more to herself than evie.

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( . 4heartsforever‌ )

evie chuckled but shook her head. “nope. not yet. just working and sketching. though school starts soon. and i haven’t gotten any memories yet.”

“oh, right. you decided to be a nerd and actually go to school.” mal teased the other girl. “i’m working on that, e. i promise. i just have to figure out the right spell.”

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‘  you are not required to love your parents,  or to even like them.  ’ ( from merlin! )

“well, that’s great. ‘cause i’m oh for two on quality parents. at least dad never put my life in danger, though, i guess.”

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( . 4heartsforever )

evie had arrived early to the coffee shop and had doodled a bit waiting for her new friend. she smiled up when she heard mal. “hey mal. nothing much. just doodling. you?”

mal grinned, looking over at the other’s book. “anything exciting or groundbreaking?” she asked.

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closed starter for evie grimhilde!! ( @4heartsforever )

mal entered the coffee shop, quickly spotting the blue haired girl and sitting across from her. “hey, e. what’s up?”

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closed starter for zella pines!! ( @zellabobella )

mal spotted a familiar face walking down the street, and approached her after a moment. she wouldn’t normally do that, but she was getting desperate for someone from auradon to recognize her. “you’re... zella, right?”

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( . 4heartsforever )

“well i’m sure we’re fabulous cliches and if i’m styling us, very well dressed,” she chuckled. it was nice to think that everyone had a chance at a happy ending. even the kids of villains. “great,” she said, holding out her phone happily as they walked. 

“yeah, yeah, yeah. we looked good, whatever.” she smirked, still thinking over her words. part of her had always assumed they would always be villains, always destined for tragedy. but maybe she was wrong. she took the phone from evie’s hand and entered her number before handing it back.