HER WINGS.

i  remember   you pretty bird . . . this       is      diaval. dependent   diaval of disney's maleficent.  part of enchanted forest rpg.

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 ⋅  *    SWEETIISM    ━━━    ???

“Are you talking about Peter Pan?” Wendy couldn’t help but laugh as the man referred to Peter as the ‘flyin’ boy’. “I think you have already answered that question. He’s just a boy. If you are referring to the flying part well, he’s just got a little magical help.”

 ❛     alright ,  but  from  where ?    ❜     fairies  are  his  first  guess  but  the  only  fairy  he  knows  of  with  magic  possibly  capable  of  giving  someone  constant  flight  like  that  was  maleficent  & ,  as  far  as  he  knew ,  maleficent  was  the  only  one  of  her  kind .   he’s  been  wrong  about  things  before ,  though .

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 ⋅  *    FAERIEDHEART    ━━━    ???

“My mother used magic to condemn a girl to death,” Mal breathed out, words coming in a rush. She’d thought living with people who all new her mother’s crimes was difficult, but having to explain them to someone without that knowledge… So much worse. “Cursed the girl to prick her finger on a spinning wheel and sleep for eternity. Granted she was the only one not invited to her christening, but seems like a bit of a high price to pay.” Did that count as defending her mother?

 at  first  he  feels  something  akin  to  guilt .   thinking  it  best  to  simply  keep  quiet  after  this ,  diaval  draws  his  lips  together  &  his  gaze  back  downward  at  the  first  part  of  the  girl’s  answer .   ------  then  comes  the  more  in  depth  explanation .  his  eyes  snap  back  up  to  attention .   that  ...   ‘ BUT  BEFORE  THE  SUN  SETS  ON  HER  SIXTEENTH  BIRTHDAY ’   ... but  that ...   ‘ SHE  WILL  PRINK  HER  FINGER  ON  THE  SPINDLE  OF  A  SPINNING  WHEEL ’   ... that  was ...   ‘ &  FALL  INTO  A  SLEEP  LIKE  DEATH ! ’

 ❛     now ,  what  game  are  you  playing  at ?    ❜       there’s  a  bit  of  irritation  in  his  tone .   this  had  to  be  her  somehow  messing  with  him .   had  to !   there’s  no  way  someone  else  had  cast  a  curse  so  similar  &  the  woman  she  was  talking  of  had  no  children !   loved  a  girl  like  a  child ,  yes ,  but  no  birth  children  of  her  own .   he  should  know .   he  delivered  that  news  of  that  christening !   he’d  been  there ,  rested  atop  the  woman’s  shoulder ,  as  she  cursed  the  child  &  remembered  every  word  fresh  in  his  mind .   he’d  spent  nearly  twenty  years  at  her  side !       ❛     i  think  i’d  know  if  my  mistress  had  children .    ❜       what  she  was  to  him  is  said  pointedly  as  a  way  to  display  his  credentials .

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  ❛     you  know  the  flyin’  boy ?    ❜     diaval  had  the ,  what  he  considered  to  be ,  misfortune  of  meeting  the  boy  &  to  his  irritation  did  not  get  a  straight  answer  as  to  what  he  was  or ,  at  least ,  how  he  was  so  casually  floating  above  the  ground .      ❛     you  know  what  he  is ?    ❜

  closed  starter  for  @sweetiism

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 ⋅  *    MALFICNT    ━━━    MISTRESS .

the festival was gross  ,   way over crowded  ,   &   too  loud  for  her  taste  .    although  ,   aurora   begged   her  to  accompany  her   &   she  couldn’t  say  no  to  her  .    after  today  though  ?    she  could  go  by  herself  or  with  diaval  ,   maleficent  had  had  enough  of  it  .

                                        ❝      never  again  will  i  set   FOOT   at  a  festival  .      ❞

 aurora  didn’t  seem  to  mind  the  mess  or  the  crowd  &  truthfully  diaval  wasn’t  one  to  complain  about  it  much  either .     he’d  gone  with  the  girl  &  while  he  wasn’t  one  for  the  rides  much  he  did  have  fun ,  even  allowed  himself  to  get  his  face  painted  &  win  prizes .     however ,  he  could  see  how  it  wouldn’t  be  his  mistress’s  taste .     in  fact ,  as  he  glanced  at  her ,  he  found  her  disgust  with  it  so  amusing  that  a  large  smile  began  to  stretch  across  his  face .

 ❛    didn’t  have  fun  at  the  fair ,  mistress ?    ❜

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 ⋅  *    NCVCRGROWUP    ━━━    ??? .

peter hated being left unanswered. his lips pursed in displeasure as he tilted his head up to emphasize his point of looking down at the other. the cocky look was fleeting as he gave way to his curiosity. ❛ me ?? i am just a boy. ❜ with lots of fairy dust, he failed to add. ❛  now answer my question. it’s only fair.  ❜ if the man didn’t want to be considered on level with pirates for his sake, peter hoped he would explain himself.

 cocky , obnoxious ,  tricky  little  cretin ,  wasn’t  he ?     ‘course  he  was  a  boy ,  diaval  could  see  that ,  but  a  boy  what  was  the  question .     he’d  like  to  argue  but ,  as  witty  as  he  could  be ,  diaval  rarely  went  against  being  fair .     his  lips  flatten  against  each  other ,  frowning .     an  answer  for  an  answer ,  the  boy  whatever  was  right .          ❛    fine .     if  you  must  know  i’m  usually  a  raven .     though ,  i’ve  been  turned  into  this  enough  that  you  can  probably  say  i’m  part  man  by  this  point .     i  usually  just  don’t  get  stuck  as  one .    ❜          in  all  truths  there  were  days  that  diaval  didn’t  know  what  he  was  anymore .     at  his  core  he  was  a  raven  but  he’d  been  a  man  so  often  &  even  so  many  other  things  that  even  in  his  raven  form  he  sometimes  felt  off .     he  wasn’t  fully  sure  what  he  was  anymore .           ❛    i’d  like to  think  i  get  another  question  now :  what  kind  of  boy  are  you ?     don’t  know  many  that  fly .    ❜

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DEATHLESS.

the following prompts were taken from the novel deathless by catherynne m. valente, an american novelist & poet. the novel was loosely based on the tale of koschei the deathless, incorporating other elements of russian mythology, & setting it against the backdrop of the russian revolution. feel free to change the pronouns / prompts as you see fit, but be warned – below the cut, it’s quite long !

❛ the service of your body is not yours to give as you please. ❜

❛ you probably won’t survive. ❜

❛ go. run. don’t look behind you. ❜

❛ i have come for the girl in the window. ❜

❛ i will never be without information. ❜

❛ i will see him with his skin off before i fall in love. ❜

❛ if the world is divided into seeing & not seeing, i will always choose to see. ❜

❛ secrets are jealous things, permitting no fraternization. ❜

❛ no, it’s not like that, when magic comes. ❜

❛ magic does that. it wastes you away. once it grips you by the ear, the world gets quieter & quieter until you can hardly hear it at all. ❜

❛ the sight of it bruised my heart so that i cannot think about anything else. ❜

❛ i’ll be so quiet, i’ll never talk again. ❜

❛ keep me & obey me, for i am your husband, & i can destroy you. ❜

❛ i shall be clever, & i shall not let him go. ❜

❛ it is a new world, & we do not wish to be left behind. ❜

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CHARACTER  AESTHETICS    :     DIAVAL      (   DISNEY’S  MALEFICENT  -  2014  )

and  in  return  for  my  life  i  am  your  servant  ;   whatever  you  need .

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 ⋅  *    FAERIEDHEART    ━━━    ???

“VK is short for villain kid. As in the child of a villain and inhabitant of the Isle of the Lost.” While she may not have been all too fond of walking down that particular path of memories, but the man seemed confused by what she was telling him. “Any other questions?”

 at  first  his  lips  part  to  answer  with  a  no ,  &  then  he  would  settle  with  the  knowledge  he  had  simply  because  that  is  what  he  was  used  to .     while  he  knew  how  to  converse  one  should  note  that ,  other  than  the  few  chats  he  held  with  aurora ,  he’d  only  ever  spoken  with  his  mistress  as  a  human .     maleficent  had  much  past  she  didn’t  enjoy  delving  into  &  that  phrase ,  from  her ,  had  been  a  warning  when  diaval  began  to  question .     taking  into  account  that  this  girl  was  not   his  mistress ,  however ,  had  him  pausing  then  daring  to  reword  his  reply  to  her .            ❛    one ,  if  it’s  not  too  much  trouble ,  an’  i  swear  it’ll  be  the  last .     what  ...  sorta  deeds  damn  someone  as  a  villain ?     i’d  imagine  it’s  not  your  every  day  crime  that  puts  people  in  that  punishment .    ❜

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 ⋅  *    DAUGHTEROFLLYR    ━━━    ???

“How interesting!” Eilonwy exclaims, wanting to know more. “A friend of mine was briefly a frog once. Rather demanding witches thought to eat us. He did not do so well with that transition. Although that might have had more to do with the fear of being eaten then anything.” she muses, not particularly meaning anything by it. The princess always did have a tendency to talk purely for talking’s sake. ”What were you before?” she asks, curious as to what transformation exactly the man before her had made. “Your foot will be fine, by the way.” She comments, realizing she had ignored the stubbed toe. “It’ll hurt for a bit, but it’ll be fine.”

 she  believed  him ,  but  she  also  seemed  to  babble .     not  that  he  minded  babbling  but  he  didn’t  know  quite  how  to  respond  to  her  for  brief  time .     his  first  reaction  is  a  slight  laugh ,  puffed  out  with  a  breath  then ,  after  a  huff ,  he  manages  to  formulate  a  more  coherent  one .          ❛    well  i  wasn’t  a  frog .    ❜          thankfully  he’d  never  been  one  either ,  &  he  hoped  his  mistress  would  never  have  need  of  one .          ❛    i  was  a  raven .     & ,  luckily ,  my  mistress  doesn’t  transform  me  because  she  wants  to  eat  me ,  either .     she  makes  me  this  way  when  she  wishes  to  speak  with  me .    ❜

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 ⋅  *    MALFICNT    ━━━    MISTRESS .

attention  is  driven  away  from  the  person  across  the  way  to  a  noise  behind  her .      head  turns  ‘round  before  body  follows .      a  familiar  physique   :   the  silky  hair ,   the    gangly  limbs ,   the  clothing  all  black .      her  wings .      soft  smile  curl  the  edges  of  her  lips  up .      he’s  a  relief  to  her .      such  a  familiar  face  was    highly  needed    in  a  time  of  heavy  confusion .            ‘   diaval .   ’            small  head  nod  to  accompany  a  smile  that  widens .      the  faerie  leans  on  her  staff   &   smile    dissipates  shortly    after  appearing .      questions  raced  about  her  head   :   where  were  they ?      how  did  they  get  here ?      was  aurora  okay ?      did  she  die  under  that  iron  net ?      did  he  hurt  himself  when  he  fell ?      a  deep  breath  is  taken  as  she  stood  up  straight ,   her  shoulders  squaring .      now  was  not  the  time  to  show    WEAKNESS .      in  a  land  she  didn’t  know   &   in  a  time  that  seemed    way  beyond    her  simple  age ,   she  had  to  be  on  her  guard .      now  with  diaval  by  her  side  once  more ,   she  could  be  at  ease .      he  had  to  know  some  answers  to  the  multitude  of  the  questions  that  still  roamed  about .            ‘   diaval ,   are  you      ————   ’            her  words    cut  short    as  her  question  that  she  wanted  to  ask  erased .            ‘   ————      what    happened ?   ’

 it  seemed  as  though  the  control  of  how  bright   or  how  dim  the  light  in  the  world  was  rested  on  the  corners  of  her  lips .     aurora’s  smile  brought  the  light ,  but  maleficent’s  made  it  blinding .     once  there  was  a  time  he  hardly  understood  a  human’s  smile  …   he’d  learned  much  since  then .     maleficent’s  smile  here  was  such  a  fleeting  one  but  while  it  lasted  the  world  filled  with  illumination  &  his  heart  warmed  within  his  chest .     if  he  could  ask  her  to  keep  it  there  he  would ,  but  diaval  knew  his  place  &  when  to  hold  his  tongue ;  his  mistress  needn’t  know  these  things .     instead  he  inhales ,  exhales ,  &  delivers  a  report  to  her  as  if  nothing  in  their  daily  routine  had  changed .           ❛    i  can’t  say  that  i  rightfully  know ,  exactly .     i  …  was  hopin’  you  might  have  an  idea .     ———  the  last  thing  i  remember  was  you  transformed  me  after  a  flight ,  but  once  i  was  on  the  ground  …  i  was  here ,  instead  of  the  moors .   ❜          his  lips  press  against  each  other ,  gauging  her  facial  reaction  at  his  news .     she  keeps  herself  a  very  sealed  &  hard  to  read  woman  but ,  from  his  time  with  her ,  something  such  as  just  the  tiniest  narrow  of  her  eyes  could  tell  him  plenty .     after  a  moment  he  added  on .          ❛    aurora’s  here  as  well .     safe.     i’ve  spoken  to  her .   ❜   

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 ⋅  *    ALMXSTALICE    ━━━    ???

            ❛  oh  dinah,  there  you  are !  ❜  in  one  swift  motion,  alice  scooped  the  ginger  kitten  up  into  her  arms.  relief  coloured  the  girl’s  face,  following  a  heart-stopping  few  seconds  –  to  lose  the  only  companion  she  had  in  this  strange  new  world  would  be  a  terrible  thing.   she  planted  an  affectionate  kiss  on  the  top  of  its  head,  at  the  same  time  reprimanding  it  sharply.  ❛  you  naughty  thing,  you  mustn’t  run  away  from  me  like  that.  i  wouldn’t  have  the  first  clue  how  to  find  you  here,  &&  goodness  knows  what  would  become  of  you  then.  ❜

           a  stranger’s  pained  cry  briefly  interrupted  their  reunion;  both  girl  &&  kitten  looked  over,  to  see  a  darkly-clad  man  seemingly  in  some  distress.  he  was  a  rather  curious-looking  fellow,  alice  thought  to  herself,  (  &&  what  could  he  mean  by  these  people?  did  they  not  have  things  to  bang  into,  where  he  came  from?  )  regardless,  alice  prided  herself  on  being  a  considerate  sort,  &&  so  she  ventured  to  inquire  politely, 

          ❛  sir,  are  you  alright?  ❜

 cats  &  dogs ,  to  humans ,  had  a  multitude  of  differences .     cats  &  dogs ,  to  birds ,  did  not .     while  humans  were  their  superior  &  saw  the  animals  more  as  companions ,  a  bird  ( at  least ,  most  birds )  knew  them  only  from  the  viewpoint  of   prey  to  predator .     both  cats  &  dogs  were  vicious  bird  hunters  &  though  diaval  knew  he  stood  as  a  man  in  this  moment  he  still  started  as  a  bird .     he  had  no  need  to  fear  cats  or  dogs  like  this ,  but  he’d  never  shed  his  distaste  for  them .

 when  turning  to  find ,  first ,  a  blonde  girl  with  curious  eyes  then ,  a  flick  downward  with  his  eyes ,  an  orange  feline  cradled  to  her  chest ,  diaval  couldn’t  hold  back  his   sneer .     perfectly  vile  creatures ,  they  were !     the  pain  in  his  foot  was  temporarily  forgotten .

❛    i  think  i’d  be  better  if  you  got  that  thing  away  from  me .    ❜

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 ⋅  *    JUSTOCCUREDTOME    ━━━    ???

Had LeFou not been so glum, he might have taken notice of the strangely tailored garments the man was sporting. Or his bare feet. Witnessing the poor soul jam his toes against the wood did make him feel a little bit better about his own situation, but he knew he’d soon find himself dwelling hard on it sooner or later.

It hadn’t been any of his business, but taking the sheer volume of his inquiry as an invitation to speak, LeFou replied: “You know, I tend to bang into things a lot of times. Not everything, but if it’s in-the-way enough–”

“Ah, who am I kidding. I’m probably not the model for comparison.”

 it  was  a  bit  sad  to  see  the  man  deflate  so .     diaval  had  learned  quite  a  substantial  amount  of  things  about  humans   ( &  humanoid  creatures  as  well )   from  not  only  being  turned  into  one  over  so  many  years  but  also  his  days  spent  watching  them .     every  day ,  or  nearly  so  at  the  least ,  diaval  would  fly  across  the  lands  from  the  moors  to  the  castle  in  the  morning  then  the  castle  back  to  the  moors  in  the  afternoon  to  deliver  his  report  to  maleficent  of  whatever  the  kingdom  &  it’s  king  might  be  up  to .     watching  humans  was  what  he  did   & ,  with  his  mind  enhanced  beyond  that  of  a  usual  raven ,  he  began  to  understand  &  recognize  the  spectrum  of  the  human  emotion .

 the  misery  of  his  mistress ,  the  concern  of  servants ,  the  disapproval  of  advisors ,  &  the  madness  of  a  king .     he’d  seen  plenty  to  single  out  when  a  voice  was  despondent .     diaval  scoffs  then  huffs ,  looking  down  &  stretching  the  toes  on  his  injured  foot  slightly .

 ❛    you’re  probably  not  as  bad  as  me .    ❜          an  attempt  at  some  sort  of  spirit  lifting ,  the  best  he  could  manage  towards  someone  he  didn’t  know .          ❛    only  think  i’m  any  good  if  i’m  really  trying .    ❜          he   did   make  his  way  through  a  thick  &  twisting  layer  of  massive  iron  thorns  once  without  an  accident .     with  concentration  he  could  be  better .

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 ⋅  *    FAERIEDHEART    ━━━    ???

“Nah. I traded in that life for one doing good. Not the easiest transition, but it’s had its rewards.” One of which was her relationship with Ben. Mal felt a sharp pang in her chest at the thought of him. Would she ever see him again? She shook her head to clear her head. “My mother was a villain. She had me on the Isle, so that’s where I grew up. Same goes for all the VKs.”

 his  head  tilts  &  gives  a  soft  nod .     his  eyes  focus  elsewhere  with  thought ,  not  of  much  in  particular  but  there  is  the  slightest  pondering  of  what  sort  of  prison  system  allowed  it’s  prisoners  to  reproduce .     not  that  he  knew  much  of  prison  systems  to  begin  with ,  but  it  still  seemed  not  the  most  sound  of  ideas  in  his  opinion .          ❛    what’s  a  VK ?    ❜

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 ⋅  *    NCVCRGROWUP    ━━━    ???

      curious eyes watched the awkward human. maybe not so human, he reasoned to himself. it          seemed that many people, former creatures, had difficulty adjusting to their bodies and it       became easy to spot when someone looked out of place in their own skin. ❛ flying helps. ❜      his voice floated down with him as he came to stop a few inches above the ground,       playfully showing off his ability. ❛ what are you ?? ❜

 flying  does  help ,  &  if  he  could  fly  he   wouldn’t  be  in  this  predicament .     he  could  tell  the  boy  this  but  there’s  something  that  stops  him  which  is  the  small  bit  space  between  the  ground  &  the  boys  feet .     diaval  eyes  it ,  brows  drawn ,  for  a  moment  then  his  head  twitches  up  at  the  boy’s  face .     he’d  seen  flying  creatures  who  were  similar  to   humans ,  mainly  his  mistress ,  but  not  without  wings  behind  them .          ❛    i  could  ask  the  same  thing  about  you .    ❜

[witchfmiliar-blog]

 ⋅  *    DAUGHTEROFLLYR    ━━━    ???

Eilonwy doesn’t mean to listen in on what sounds like a personal mutterance - she’s much more focused on eating the fries she’s recently acquired - but there’s something both absurd and familiar about the statement. The disgruntled words remind her of one of her friends. The words bring the princess back into the Marshes of Morva, back into the hut belonging Orddu, Orwen and Orgoch. Though from what the blonde understood, the witches mostly turned people into creatures, she has no doubt that would have no qualms with turning a creature into a human. “You say that as if you’ve never been a person before.” She responds, shoving another delicious piece of fried potato into her mouth as she speaks. 

 eyes  flick  upwards  from  his  foot  &  meet  the  face  of  girl .     fair  skin ,  sweet  features ,  golden  blonde  hair  ------  he’s  reminded  partly  of  aurora  by  her .     he  blinks  for  a  moment  &  then  shrugs  at  her ,  not  seeing  the  harm  in  talking  about  this  so  casually .          ❛    i’ve  been  one  before ,  plenty .    ❜          enough  that  he  didn’t  mind  it ,  sometimes  even  enjoyed  it ,  for  the  short  period  of  time  it  usually  lasted .          ❛    just  not  for  this  long .    ❜          his  arms  cross  over  his  chest .     she  could  accept  what  he  told  her  &  believe  him  calmly  or  she  could  always  look  at  him  in  terror  &  assume  he  was  a  demon .     so  far  in  his  lifetime ,  those  had  been  the  only  two  reactions  he’d  ever  come  across .

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 he’d  never  had  a  stubbed  toe  before .     tripped  over  his  own  feet  many  a  times ,  sure ,  but  he’d  never  stubbed  a  toe  until  now .     he  didn’t  particularly  want  to  do  it  again  either .     the  human  body  was  bulky  with  too  many  parts  to  knock  &  scrape  against  things .     the  feeling  of  being  the  shape  &  appearance  of  a  man  was  something  he  had  grown  used  to  but  living  as  one  he  had  not .     he  dusts  his  hands  off  after  checking  on  the  toe  that  earned  the  unfortunate  fate  of  jamming  into  a  door  not  but  moments  earlier .          ❛    how  d’  these  people  get  around   anywhere   without  bangin’  themselves  on  everything  they  come  across ?    ❜          the  angry  grumble  is  mostly  to  himself  but  loud  enough  for  others  to  hear  &  strange  enough  to  attract  attention  no  doubt .

[mikainarendelle]

“What have you done to my beautiful self?” (The many forms of Diaval)