#heavenrejected

[angerbuilt-moved]

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twyla had seen werewolves act like dogs before. clawd couldn’t not chase a ball if it was thrown and she’d definitely seen howleen scratch behind her ear with her foot more than once. but this was something else, a full wolf acting like a giant puppy. it was adorable. she rubbed at her belly and gave her a small smile. “ who’s a good girl? ” 

whole body wriggled underneath the hand as it rubbed at her belly, a quiet ‘arf’ leaving her. she absolutely loved having belly scratches, even more so belly rubs. and this girl didn’t seem like she was going to give delanie any real hassle, she didn’t look very dangerous. though looks could be deceiving. yet... the girl hadn’t tried to hurt her, in fact - she’d taken care of delanie, so she was more than happy to give her the benefit of the doubt. she yapped again, wriggling underneath the hand happily. 

[griefdestroyed-blog]

@heavenrejected + allison.

❝ Drinks. You and me. I owe you a scotch. ❞  Aaron isn’t here to make friends. That was the original plan. He wasn’t supposed to be making friends. He wasn’t supposed to be staying longer than necessary.

[lovecraftianboy]

@heavenrejected (Song: Why Does She Love Me? from Love Never Dies)

“ The rush that music brings, I can't deliver.”  

[awhitedaffodil]

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“Nothing is wrong with it,” of course that didn’t mean it wasn’t harmful, just that the intended purpose was met. Faeries had lots of things which were meant to be harmful to those who ingested them. “However should you eat it you’ll find yourself curled up on the floor in pain,” he explained, glancing over at his brother who was quite fond of such things.

[heartbattled-a]

@heavenrejected + scott .

❝ hey, talk to me --- what’s going on? ❞  ever the soft hearted, all scott wants to do is help. 

[alabngpusoa]

❝ Get out. GET OUT! ❞ (vanya for five !!)

@heavenrejected​ // vanya.

he didn’t need to be told twice - and yet he was reluctant, MAINLY because he was terrified to leave her on her own. watching vanya showcase her abilities still felt surreal, a miscalculated instance - a risk he had to take for the sake of their survival. her powers remained unheard of even in the past 60 years - it will  PROBABLY take a while for him to get used to THAT. he should have figured this out a long time ago, but it was pointless to cry over spilled milk. she has this immense power and now she was using it to protect them.

“don’t get KILLED!” five called out before he disappeared, teleporting miles away from the point of damage his sister was about to inflict.

[ghostlyxserenade]

Riders on the storm.

    Hollow sound of church bells echoes through desolate churchyard, a place where the veil between the mortal plane and kingdom of the deceased is the thinnest or practically non-existent for peculiar brunette. She walks among the moss-eaten headstones and forgotten graves crumbling under the pressure of time, she sleeps with the dead and laments for the dying. Autumnal wind dances with the russet leaves, stray cats basks in the last rays of the setting sun, silently scurrying between tombs and lost souls roams the holy grounds. Despite the tranquility there's shade of anxiety, blooming as the day passes by, supernatural intuition whispers and foretells something ominous oncoming. She feels ghostly presence which lurks and creeps behind her, even incorporeal one the earthly dimension, she always sees them. Chill spreads across anemic flesh, evening's breeze blows brown locks, barely audible rumbling noises, distant storm and spectral hooves toys with her ears. Something’s wrong but she can’t say what, what are those eerie sounds, what do they mean?

@heavenrejected

[brave-and-bold]

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   “Pretty sure everyone here is,” she answered, though her voice is soft, not wanting to betray Ben’s ideals- or the way Auradon has been holding itself together for the last twenty years. But she’s seen the problem first hand. Helped cause some of it. It isn’t going to last. “Don’t you ever feel like…this is all just the equivalent of sticking a band aid on a structural collapse?” 

     "Got an ace bandage?" Rita's tone was dry as she leaned against the balustrade and surveyed the party goers down below. Auradonians and Isle Children alike. The divide was subtle, but it was there for the most part. Both groups kept to what they were comfortable with. And that was not each other. 

@heavenrejected