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â That sounds like a set-up to a horrible prank. â (from max)
âthatâs why itâs brilliant.â
( . wishfvlsinkingâ )
âthey have no idea? how is that possible? did someone cast a spell on them?â raising his brow, he could tell that it was upsetting mal and all he could do was comfort her, be there for her. âitâs ok. iâm glad you didnât go back there. i know itâs still your home, sort of. i wouldâve gone after you again. and again. and again.â he chuckled softly. âthatâs good to hear. any idea of how to get back there? or where we are?â
âsomething about this place. a lot of people got totally wiped. new lives, new memories. iâve been trying to get through to them, but itâs powerful magic. evie believes me but doesnât remember, and i may have terrified audrey into remembering at least my name if nothing else.â she shrugged. âitâs always gonna be a part of me, but iâm not the same person i was when i lived there. iâm staying with you and the others. theyâre all my family now. i appreciate your willingness to go back there when iâm being stupid again, but please donât. you almost died last time.â mal shook her head. âno idea how to get home, but weâre somewhere called washington dc.â
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đ- A memory about when they first fell in love
đ- A memory about their first heartbreak
đ - A memory about their childhood home/where they used to live
đ·- A memory that comes with a picture they have
đĄ- A memory that comes with an object or keepsake they have
đȘ- A memory about a dangerous situation
đ- A memory about a time they were safe and relaxed
đ- A memory from a journal/diary entry
đ- A memory of them getting to know/meeting my muse
đ- A memory about their proposal/wedding
đ„- A memory about their children (past, present, or future)
đ- A memory associated with an article of clothing they have
âïž- A memory about war
đ - A memory associated with a certain location
đ- A memory about exploration
đ€- A memory about traveling
đ - A time they wished upon a falling star
đ-A memory of teamwork
đș- A memory about being alone
đ- WILDCARD
âïžFeel Free to add more memory prompts to this!âïž
( . darkvlghtâ )
(ž.âą â â She took the girlâs 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 âScram before I hurt youâ She told her, and before she could actually blink she was just going a way âAmateursâŠâ She muttered and then rolled her eyes when she felt a gaze on her âShowâs over, you know?â
mal smirked lightly, shrugging. ânow now, cj. i thought we were friends. and this isnât the isle of the lost anymore. we canât just go around making threats.â
( . wishfvlsinkingâ )
âyeah?â 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. âof course i do. mal, i could never forget you.â moving closer to her, he wrapped his arms around her and embraced her in a tight hug. âi missed you. i couldnât find you anywhere back home. i was afraid you went back to the isle of the lost again.â
he remembered. thanking whatever had brought them here for not taking everyone away, she sank into him, wrapping her arms around him. âsome people are forgetting. audrey and... and evie. they have no idea who they really are.â mal replied. she shook her head, smiling at him. âsorry about that. i didnât exactly have a choice getting dragged here. but no, iâm not going back there. iâm staying in auradon. or i was planning to, anyway.â
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 wasnât sure if she really wanted to speak to him or not, wasnât sure if she could handle losing both him and evie if he didnât remember. but she had to know. âben?â the purple haired fairy called out, twisting the gold band around her index finger. âdo you know who i am?â
( . blodreinaxhuntressâ )
When Allison woke up, sheâd woken with a soul shattering scream, as if something had torn her apart. Then sheâd been lost and confused, because wasnât she dead? Sheâd died in scotts arms, that she had been sure of, plus sheâd 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. Thatâs what she was doing now, Walking her dog whilst reminiscing, and when sheâd tuned back into the walk, Apollo was wrapped around some strangers leg and she laughed softly. âAh, shit, Iâm sorry! Heâs still leash training.â
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. âitâs okay. heâs cute.â
( . lcnetragedyâ )
Settling down her own folders, clinking her cup against the table, a grateful warmth washed into her face, a small âThank youâ slipped in as she herself took a seat, an easy grace present. Intrigued, her interest perked up, she didnât wish to be rude, but watched across at the book of the other regardless. âI always find research quite an interesting task, though tedious at timesâ The girl spoke, her voice upbeat and concentrated, memories of leafing through heavy books, sometimes dusty, intermingling with reality. âAnything youâre researching in particular?â.
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. âiâm trying to figure out how to restore someones memories.â
( . 4heartsforeverâ )
âwell i canât deny i have some nerd qualities,â she chuckled. sheâd always liked learning. âmal weâll figure it out, okay? donât worry so much.â
âsome?â she replied with a raised eyebrow, though she knew evie wouldnât take offense. âplease, i donât worry. this is a challenge.â and that was all a lie. she was incredibly worried.
( . lcnetragedyâ )
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 wasnât logical, and she was too grown up to believe in such stories, or so she told herself. Sheâd 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, sheâd 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.
âIt wouldnât be so awful of me to ask if I can sit here, would it?â 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. âOnly the rest does seem rather fullâ A small location, on a busy day it could fill, but she loved it nonetheless, the vintage air giving a taste of something she couldnât quite remember, a home she didnât know.
mal looked up from the spell book sheâd acquired from an old shop downtown, still looking for a way to restore evieâs memories. âyeah, sure. just doing some research.â
( . 4heartsforeverâ )
âdidnât you say i was already a nerd?â she teased back. evie sighed softly. âwhat if there isnât a spell? what if they just have to come back on their own?â
âi always call you a nerd. because you are a nerd.â mal shook her head. âthere has to be a spell. i need there to be one.â the last part was more to herself than evie.
( . 4heartsforeverâ )
evie chuckled but shook her head. ânope. not yet. just working and sketching. though school starts soon. and i havenât gotten any memories yet.â
âoh, right. you decided to be a nerd and actually go to school.â mal teased the other girl. âiâm working on that, e. i promise. i just have to figure out the right spell.â
â Â you are not required to love your parents, Â or to even like them. Â â ( from merlin! )
âwell, thatâs great. âcause iâm oh for two on quality parents. at least dad never put my life in danger, though, i guess.â
( . 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. âhey mal. nothing much. just doodling. you?â
mal grinned, looking over at the otherâs book. âanything exciting or groundbreaking?â she asked.
closed starter for evie grimhilde!! ( @4heartsforever )
mal entered the coffee shop, quickly spotting the blue haired girl and sitting across from her. âhey, e. whatâs up?â
closed starter for zella pines!! ( @zellabobella )
mal spotted a familiar face walking down the street, and approached her after a moment. she wouldnât normally do that, but she was getting desperate for someone from auradon to recognize her. âyouâre... zella, right?â
( . 4heartsforever )
âwell iâm sure weâre fabulous cliches and if iâm styling us, very well dressed,â she chuckled. it was nice to think that everyone had a chance at a happy ending. even the kids of villains. âgreat,â she said, holding out her phone happily as they walked.Â
âyeah, yeah, yeah. we looked good, whatever.â 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 evieâs hand and entered her number before handing it back.