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if only — the descendants au.

A MILLION THOUGHTS IN her head drown her deep into a sea of mistakenly taken as loving memories: her mother caresses her cheek only once she’s proven how good she is at breaking things, once she’s showed her commitment to devour, to destroy, to wreck — to ruin. and she’s definitely willing to do it again. to deluge just as she’s been doing since she was born to the cruelest of them all. she’s ready to let her mischief collapse into pride, satisfaction. to be proven worthy by bringing that wand and regaining the power that they were deprived of since their exile.

but because so far burning the thought of kindness and replacing it by that selfishness that craved affection no matter what has been the only method to acquire appreciation, this one small glimpse of light through the darkness is surprisingly powerful: the challenge hiding behind the heir’s smile glimmers, underneath her breath. britta holds hers for the first time and instead of drowning, she wishes to ignite at the thought of her rosie royal lips. letting HER HEART LISTEN to that first and only moment of collision, britta dives in her world: that world of nature and innocence that actually has gotten her there, in that poisoned form of love —because just someone from that kingdom would accept something that comes from a witch. and it’s an easy way to get it, taking it. but now britta’s got it, it tastes like mom-made cookies should and it’s warm like a fireplace. she’s walking a thin line, staring at the way she points to the fields, because that innocence makes her rottenness be shaken to the core. because the girl is allowed to grin for the first time in this hidden forest, like a secret she’s sharing only to her. there’s something in aubrey that’s similar to that ambition of hers, to that seeking for WHO SHE’S MEANT TO BE: the queen to some, inevitably to none of her kind. it has just caught her attention,gazing through the trees —sitting in that unbelievable date— that despise her first impression of her, aubrey is far more than just a silly pretty face she can deface. the girl who looked naive becomes the queen everyone is waiting to see bloom before her eyes, and the crown looks heavy. and britta can now see that under all that weight, her eyes are seeking something new when their eyes meet in the middle of a thunderstorm. they’re like cold water, the same watercourse that revives her flooded lungs and empties them. because britta is out of breath, trying to DECIDE WHAT’S WRONG AND WHAT’S RIGHT, but she just keeps getting more and more questions that flourish in THE SPACE BETWEEN THEIR UNIVERSES. could they happen? or will it be just a vision born from the same sunlight that strokes her cheek, revealed to be just as soft as it looks? will she disappear once the magic’s gone, even when britta has the feeling she is the only one who could possibly BE TRYING TO FIND HER THROUGH THE CRACKS OF BROKENNESS?

if only britta could tell the truth. if only she could see underneath the dangerous spell she’s casted on her. if only she could find a way to express all of it without feeling like she was betraying the only way of living she had known, maybe she would have found a way to let aubrey know that they were more similar than she ever thought they could be.

if only britta had known kindness has always been the primary form of magic, maybe she would have understood why aubrey smiled like she had more power than no human-being had ever had. IF ONLY.

#i love me some paula writing #( descendants au )#( britta )#( audrey )#super drabble

“Bᴇsɪᴅᴇs ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɪɴ Aᴜʀᴀᴅᴏɴ﹐ I’ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ Isʟᴇ. Aɴᴅ ʀᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ... R O T T E N ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʀᴇ.”

- ℳ𝓪𝓵. ℳ𝓪𝓵𝒆𝒇𝓲𝓬𝒆𝓷𝓽'𝓼 𝓢 𝓞 𝓝.

#( mal. )#mi otro hijo madre mia #guaperrimo

“Bᴇsɪᴅᴇs ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɴ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜᴄᴄᴇssғᴜʟ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪɴᴇ ɪɴ Aᴜʀᴀᴅᴏɴ? I’ᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ B L U E B E R R Y ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ.”

- 𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷 𝓖𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝒆. 𝓔𝓿𝓲𝓵 𝓠𝓾𝒆𝒆𝓷'𝓼 𝓢 𝓞 𝓝.

#( evan grimhilde. )#MI HIJO.#me lo quiero mucho.

parentsgallery

And no matter what happens, you’ll always love them.

#( babies. )#( mun's otps. )#( socorro. )#( evie. )#( mal. )

afairfight

Squeeze in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, 7.1.16

#mercè dando support a lexa en uno de sus conciertos #( mis hijas. )

5harmonypic

art

#( lexa. )#las tontas de fiesta

captainpeachperfect

Bechloe AU in which Chloe went undercover to get Beca Mitchell under arrest, and failed miserably after falling for her. But when it was time to fulfill her mission, everything went wrong.

Those six months Chloe was undercover were also spent in Beca Mitchell’s bed. Quite efficiently if you ask her, but Chloe never forgot about her mission, not even for a second. Not when Beca was gentle and sweet, with her soft smile and stormy blue eyes. Not when for the first time their night was full of love and tenderness, instead of animal lust and craving for each other’s body. Not when Chloe let the damn four-letter word slip into the conversation. Chloe knew from the moment she laid her eyes upon Beca Mitchell, she was doomed to fail.

#( mun's otps. )#ameisin #murien2 #creamos este au como hace cincuenta años but

in my dreams you'd say you want me and my body in my dreams you'd say you need me, believe me in my dreams you'd say you love me, say you'll never leave my dreams in my dreams

#( soundtrack: blexa )#//ameisin la verdah #//mis hijas al principio de todo