#wearethedescendants

[musicnewsweb]

ICYMI: Steven Chesne premieres We are the Descendants (in 79 Languages) feat. Fredo Bang - #stevenchesne #WearetheDescendants @stevenchesne http://dlvr.it/TBlkps

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ICYMI: Steven Chesne premieres We are the Descendants (in 79 Languages) feat. Fredo Bang - #stevenchesne #WearetheDescendants @stevenchesne http://dlvr.it/TBlfGr

[islecaptain-a]

@wearethedescendants​ said: “Let go of my shirt, unless you plan on ripping it off.” (Kocoum to Aurora)

Her eyes were already the colour of moonlight when she had snapped at him and grabbed his shirt. COming to give him a piece of her mind after hearing about one of his sessions with one of the younger pack members. But his words caused her to pause, eyes flinting back to brown as a lazy smirk crossed her features. Calling his bluff as fingers ripped as his shirt, tossing it to the side.

[madderbythesecond]

Starter for wearethedescendants’ Agnar Title: What’s Snow?

Diane adjusted her position astride Chest’s saddle that marked him as the Steed of the White Queen’s Courier as she ducked her head while her horse moved through the archway that connected Underland to this part of Auradon. The chill in the air caused her to shiver as she passed through the archway that contained the gate that lead to Underland into Northern Auradon. Diane tugged on the reigns of Chest trying to pull her horse away as his hooves pressed against the thick white powder on the ground. Despite her woolen coat, Diane was still cold, and as she pressed Chest onward through the frozen woods, the sun light disappearing from the sky, she couldn’t help but wonder if this weather was normal.

“Please tell me you know the way, Chest, because I certianly don’t.” Diane said, she started to shiver as the horse moved along the path.

@wearethedescendants​

[courtcfdreams]

@wearethedescendants​ | Lucien/Dravan

“I’m not going to kidnap her and run if that’s what you’re worried about.” Mechanical eyes whirled to look as the dark haired male who the Illyrians had left watching him. He’d considered it, Mother had he considered it. But he would be doing Feyre a disservice if he did. He had been Cauldron-blessed with a new mate, a rare feat in its own right, and he swore he would do things right. After all, with each passing day in the Night Court, he was seeing more and more why Feyre had chosen these people over the Spring Court. None of them stopped her going out, they didn’t lock her away and tell her to paint. 

[auradonkingsandqueens-a]

@wearethedescendants​ | Liked for Mirana (one of the Hearts)

Seeing them was a gift, finding out she had nieces and nephews had been a shock. Albeit unsurprising given her history with her sister Veronica. Seeing them in the flesh was something different, they were her flesh and blood, even if they didn’t consider her to be so. “You’re here, I wasn’t expecting you for another hour - I haven’t even put the tea on to brew yet.”

[wonderstxrs]

@wearethedescendants​ (for Diablo / auradon verse)

‘‘Hey, you okay?’‘ the moment he circled down on her shoulder had been-- well, it confused her. It came unexpected, but by one look in the raven’s eyes she knew it was him. Of course no one else knew, so when they were about to attack because they thought it was Diaval --- she stopped them and practically got them both out of ben’s coronation room. She’d only realized how much she missed him after she didn’t see him everyday anymore. ‘‘I’ll make sure they won’t send you back, okay? I promise.‘‘ because for that to happen they’ll have to send Mal with him. 

[flounderingdestinies]

@wearethedescendants​ for Calix

Theo felt the token that had allowed her to cross through the gate between the underworld and the isle crumble to dust in her fingers, knowing there was no turning back to her home now.  She was here for as long as her duty lasted, which could be eternity unless she screwed up too badly.  It was an honor, she knew that, but she could also feel the barrier’s magic pressing in on her already and silencing most of her powers and abilities.  Still, she sighed and shrugged her single duffel bag a little higher on her shoulder.  It was time to step up, she was no trainee in the pits of the underworld any longer.  Nor was she a pup on her first mission.  She had a job to do, people to protect.  And watch.

Shaking off her thoughts she moved forward, planning to seek out one of the twins as quickly as possible since technically they were the ranking Hounds on the Isle.  Though of course, all three of them fell under Hades’ purview in the end.  Even if she had orders from Zeus as well, to ensure the family were behaving themselves in their imprisonment.  Her nose twitched, nostrils flaring briefly, as she picked up the scent of another hellhound and began to follow it from the room in which she’d arrived.  Best to get the introductions over with.

[look-we-are-trying-ok]

Better Steer Clear

@wearethedescendants​

Lydia, despite the pain that radiated from her sprained ankle, was light on her feet as she snuck back in to the little shack, eyes flicking this way and that always on the lookout for any sign of her father. Lucky for her, she’d long since memorized which floorboards were squeaky and which hinges might give her away. 

Her bag of goods was held tightly in her arms, all to minimize the amount of noise that came from her. She didn’t want to risk her father’s legendary anger. It wasn’t always bad, but when he snapped... She was still feeling pain from the last time, and she couldn’t risk it happening again. She was doing great at keeping silent, but when a misplaced piece of rubble made it underneath her foot, her weakened ankle rolled, sending her toppling on to the ground with a whimpered:

“Fuck.“

[thcdarlingboy]

@wearethedescendants // an (extremely belated gift) aesthetic board for Danny Darling & Victoria Heart.

[wicxedxcharming]

CHRISTMAS STARTER FOR @wearethedescendants​ ( 🎁 (present) VK)

“Okay so Cindy?” Lettice groaned, looking at the paper in her hand. She hated Auradon, hated it so much. Technology was so weird, everything was so bright, she wasn’t allowed to touch a weapon until she passed Remedial Goodness and she was determined to fail the class in retaliation. She had even ripped up her first test right in front of Fairy Godmother, to the singular applause from Dorian Tremaine...they both got detention. But this? This silly Secret Santa thing that she was being forced to do, all planned by Lucinda Charming? It was idiotic in her opinion.

“I don’t even know who this is...how am I supposed to buy a present for someone I don’t know?”

[musicnewsweb]

Steven Chesne premieres We are the Descendants (in 79 Languages) feat. Fredo Bang - #stevenchesne #WearetheDescendants @stevenchesne http://dlvr.it/TBjL4c

[entertainmehub]

Steven Chesne premieres We are the Descendants (in 79 Languages) feat. Fredo Bang - #stevenchesne #WearetheDescendants @stevenchesne http://dlvr.it/TBjL7K

[islecaptain-a]

@wearethedescendants​ | Start for Absinthe

“Little demoness, where have you been hiding?” the hellhound moved to beside the demoness, eyes looking out over what had caught her attention and a grin crossed over his features. “You’ve been hunting, without me, I’m hurt Abs. One should not go hunting without their faithful hound.” he drawled as his head leaned over her shoulder to observe the view from her angle. “So what did this one do to warrant such delightful intentions?”

[madderbythesecond]

Starter for wearethedescendants High King Peter. Title: Half-Blood on the Beach.

Adamaris sputtered and spit out seawater as she crawled onto the beach, she’d just spent what felt like hours wrestling the current trying not to get pulled out to sea because of the stupid dress that she had been rudely shoved into. Arthur must have been trying to use all the fabric to weigh her down so she’d drown, apparently forgetting like the idoit he was, that she could breath underwater. The shock of getting thrown over broad wore off a little as she realized the waves of sea water that was hitting her was warm, but that didn’t make sense, the sea around Camelot was freezing.

“What. The. Fuck.” Adamaris said as rolled onto her back to lay in the sun and warm sand, maybe she could dry off some before she figured out where the hell she was.

@wearethedescendants​

[courtcfdreams]

@wearethedescendants​ | Azriel/Victoria

Azriel was towards the back of the room, lurking in the shadows as Rhysand gave his speech to the Court of Nightmares. He hated coming down here, hated seeing the man that would try sell his daughters virginity for a small treasure. Still, it was like Rhys always said, there were dreamers to be found in the Court under the mountain. They wouldn’t have Mor otherwise. Nor the Hearts, he mused to himself as he looked at the blonde flanking either side of his brother. Mor to one side, Viveca to the other. “You’re getting better.” he mused looking down to the blonde that had managed to creep into the shadows without detection.