#truebelieved

[swaniis-blog1]

       ❝ so...this ella girl... you really LIKE HER, huh ? ❞

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[truebelieved-blog]

                                                  ❝     Why  I  can’t  stop  thinking  about  you.      ❞                                                                        ❝      ...   Wow.       ❞

Independent  Ella  Mills  &&  Henry  Mills  of  abc’s  Once  Upon a  Time

[generaltiana]

truebelieved replied to your post: PSA that Tiana loves Lucy more than she loves...

Ella: “Im pre-“ Tiana: “I LOVE THIS CHILD MORE THAN AIR.”

I mean, I’m not saying that’s what happened but That’s what happened. Tiana: “I love that child more than anything she can be my heir.”

[imtinkerbell]

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         “So when exactly are we going to be telling your mother about all of this?” Tinkerbell sat, knitting by the fire as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She’d taken up the habit during her pregnancy. Now with Sparrow fast asleep in the tent, it left the adults to finally have a legitimate conversation, they hadn’t since Tink had arrived less than a week prior with the tiny blonde boy in her arms. “I didn’t want to be the one to tell her, not when you weren’t there to claim him at the time but she should know she has a grandchild.” The fact that Granny hadn’t told half the town yet was a miracle, but even the old bat knew that some secrets weren’t for sharing.

[treesprung]

( @truebelieved ) « sleepover in the western march

                              THE WOODS WERE already darkened to a lovely bruised-purple hue in the sky when the strange man appeared. Unline other Sons of Adam, however, he was soaked in magic. Bathed in it. Daphne could feel him from the beech tree her sister had shared with her, peeking through the branches for a moment. Her sister murmured next to her, the branches beginning to shudder, before Daphne gently shushed her, moving from the tree to place bare foot on the ground, standing next to the Lamp Post. “Stranger,” she greeted, a smile despite herself: while the dryads were wary of most strangers –– especially the Sons of Adam –– Daphne had always been curious and brave enough to meet them. “You don’t come from EARTH, do you? Not in the way other men do… We’ve had plenty in NARNIA, but none who seemed quite like YOU.”

[fragilevanity]

                ❛ Oh, Henry, come to your mother, let me help you. ❜ Her voice rang out like a familiar lullaby, the soothing quality to it not fitting the description of an evil everyone claimed her to be. She wasn’t here to torment anyone ( although the thought was satisfying, a shiver running down her spine ), the Queen was simply here to CLAIM what was rightfully hers.

Had she not the drive to make a deal with the imp at the time, the babe swaddled in blue now turned a bratty boy would have never been Regina’s; hence, Henry, in all sense and logic, was undoubtedly hers. A little rearing in the RIGHT direction would soon turn his untapped potential into a glorious power she could be proud to say belonged to her son--- and to her in association. 

Her son, the AUTHOR, a man with ink and the persuasion of words would be such a delectable thing to mould. Let her touch his ability and have him soar, then her better half and the un-Charmings would have nowhere to put their faces.

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[justmilah]

@truebelieved continued from here

“That sword will do you little good, lad. I’ve learned from the best.” Centuries ago. Two deaths ago. He doesn’t need to know this. He also doesn’t need to know that the sword she’s found and now knocks against her waist has a blade that’s nearly rusted through.

Milah leans forward, eyes narrowing on his. “Are you quite certain? There’s something there about in your eyes. I’m not sure if they make me wish to throttle you or bundle you up on a chilly morning. The latter is very much outweighing the former. Are you warm enough?”

[queensconquered]

     ‘i get all of your attention to myself?’ ivy laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck. ‘what do you think i should do with it?’ // @truebelieved cont!