#malefaecent

[tealtendrils]

⤱ —- autumn sentence starters ⇢ accepting.

@malefaecent​  /  ❝ what are you, a constipated ghost? ❞

If Uma had rolled her eyes any harder, she would have actually sprained something in her neck. The glare she shoots a moment later toward Mal is akin to a death stare, her nostrils are flared, and she looks pissed. 

It would have been far more intimidating had the pair not been standing in the kitchen, Uma over a bowl of failed cake mix, some flour on her face. Suddenly the comment from Mal makes a whole world of sense and she lifts her sleeve to wipe at her face, trying to at least solve one of her problems.

❛ Are you here to help, ❜ she starts in return to Mal, ❛ Or are you just going to pathetically sass me like we’re six years old all over again? ❜

Uma hopes, even though that’s a child’s game, that her response is enough to make Mal turn and leave, taking care of the second of her problems.

[shetorn]

maleficent said ‘hers & her’s crown’ and all along it was about mal & audrey.

@malefaecent

[tealtendrils]

⤱ —- autumn sentence starters ⇢ accepting.

@malefaecent​  /   ❝ if i hear pumpkin spice one more time i’m gonna scream. ❞

There’s a chuckle of pure glee that leaves her lips; one Uma would only ever give when she could tell something was pissing Mal off. It was something she lived for seeing. Nothing brought her greater satisfaction than seeing Mal annoyed. 

❛ What? Not feeling the whole ‘Halloween Spirit’? ❜ It’s mocking, and she doesn’t mask that fact. 

Uma wasn’t in for Halloween and all this candy and costumes bullshit either, but if it irked Mal, she might begin to enjoy it a little more. She was already cooking up quite the list of tricks to play on the girls in her dorm block, because if they didn’t like the trick part of trick or treat, why would they call it such a thing?

[islecaptain-a]

@malfaecent​ | liked for Forrest

“Mal, welcome to Charmington. My mother is busy with a press engagement and my father is at the mines with my uncles.” as the future KIng of Charmington, it therefore fell to Forrest to show Mal around their home. “So what have you heard about Charmington so far? All good I hope.” the prince grinned as he led her out towards the orchard his brother spent most of his time in. “Everyone thinks mom should hate apples, but she keeps an orchard as they’re her favourite fruit still.”

[heiresea]

can i kiss you? / @malefaecent.

            this near friendship they have is still ROCKY at best. but uma is at ease enough now to not mind when mal joins her on the sofa, acknowledging her with a brief glance. this document in her hand was more important than small talk anyways. or, it   WAS   -   until mal voices the question which was, presumably, her reason for seeking uma out in the first place.

           ❛   --   alright. who was it   ?   ❜    uma asks as the shock melts away to reveal bemusement. she lowers her feet, the pen which had been perched on her chin soon to follow.   ❛  who put you up to   THIS   one   ?   jay   ?   carlos   ?   chad   ?  ❜

[girladorn-a]

❛       apology    rejected    !       like    an     ugly     stepsister    with    size    twelve    feet    !   ❜

        @malefaecent         ♡

[deathandwealth]

@malefaecent

“ do tell mali, how is your mother doing? ”

[islehurricane-archive]

accepting // @malefaecent

“ do i look like a fucking people person?”

did it really matter? uma knew mal too well to even mistake her for one, and trusted her too little to even fall into the belief that she had changed into one. “last i checked, it wasn’t a request. the auradonian royals like you, and i don’t feel like playing nice with them. i just need to get my crew some added provisions before we set sail.” her smile was not kind, but smug, as the pirate captain tilted her head. “this is small, anyway. shouldn’t be too difficult, even for you.”