Maleficent

Dragon  Fairy  Sorceress

The Heart with the Greatest
Potential for Darkness

      ❝ What's the matter, dear...

    I'm not   everything

           you expected? ❞


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Est October 2014

Written by Nikayla
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Theme By Nikayla

Credits

This theme was designed and coded by Nikayla. If you're interested I take commissions and can do just about anything your heart desires. If you'd like to discuss a possible commission please send me a message HERE :)

herroyaldarkness:

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   The doorbell HAD chimed, yet no one stood just outside the
   white painted oak of 108 Mifflin street. A skeptical frown
   creases her brow as she begins to close the door. It was
   just like the idiots in this town to derive some measure of
   AMUSEMENT from such a juvenile prank. 

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Hearing the door close and the click of angry heels coming out of the foyer, Maleficent shrugs her coat off without care to whether or not she will be welcome to stay. “Don’t be mad at me,” she says smiling from her spot on the couch, which she’d appeared on as if out of thin air, just as Regina made her way into view. “I couldn’t resist.”