#ardenlier

[gauntlaet]

YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH A GIRL.   the best part ?   she loves you more then her own life.   the worst part ?    she loves you more then her own life.

                                                                    INDEPENDENT  &  SELECTIVE                                                                            evelyn frye  &  élise de la serre                                                                        respectability written by julie  &  lena

[glorydriven-blog]

SALTASAURUS.™ ⁽ ᵍᵒᵈᵏᵉⁿʷᵃʸ ⁾ - Today 18:33 > [twerks on gal’s grave]

( ᵉ́ˡᶤˢᵉ & ˡʸᵈᶤᵃᵎ ) ᴀʀɪᴀ. - Today 18:33 > omg

BRIT GANGSTA. ⁽ ᵍᵃˡ ⁾ - Today 18:33 > NO

BRIT GANGSTA. ⁽ ᵍᵃˡ ⁾ - Today 18:33 > UR NOT INVITED

SALTASAURUS.™ ⁽ ᵍᵒᵈᵏᵉⁿʷᵃʸ ⁾ - Today 18:33 > [twerks more aggressively] can’t stop me if youre dead

( ᵉ́ˡᶤˢᵉ & ˡʸᵈᶤᵃᵎ ) ᴀʀɪᴀ. - Today 18:34 > oooo shit

[gauntlaet]

élise de la serre  &  evie frye  !

they taste like sugar champagne on top of the eiffel tower on new years eve  /  the first shot of vodka on a friday evening  /  a piece of ginger against your lips as you’re bent over laughing  /  the sickly sweet scent of vanilla  &  lavender  /  daggers in their heels and guns under their skirts  /  pretty,  pretty girls  /  you’ll never be able to take your eyes off them.

(  @ardenlier  ).

[giveusdeath-blog]

❤️ --- a happy memory that makes them smile.

peer into my muse’s memories || accepting

❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile 

he startles harshly at the touch to his shoulder, spinning around with fists in front of his hands, ready to fight back. he knows he isn’t supposed to be out here, so he’ll be damned f he’s going to get in trouble while defying the clan mother’s direct rules. 

his surprise is almost quintupled at the sight that befalls him, and he lowers his his fists and eyes sheepishly, earning a snort and an eye roll from his mother. 

‘   i am not here to admonish you, ratonhnhaké:ton. --come, we should go before a scout catches us.. ’    

she says with a smirk before taking off down the hill at a speed indicating she has no intention of stopping as she careens towards the lake.

it takes him a moment to register exactly what is happening, but once he realizes he’s not in trouble, he sprints after her with a laugh and a loud “woop!” his little legs struggle to keep any kind of speed as he races down the hill, but he speeds up determinedly when he watches kaniehtí:io dive into the lake as she comes to the end of the hill; the edge of a cliff.

a stab of fear sparks in his chest to see his mother disappear over a precipice like that, but she’s the strongest person he has ever known-- his worry is soon quashed. the boy ends up tripping near the bottom of the hill, and he screams and laughs as he tumbles down into the water, feeling his mother pull him up to the surface, letting out a giggle as he pushes his hair out of his face. 

[gauntlaet]

❣ :)

send me a ❣ and I'll gauge my character's attraction to yours at this point in time.  /  accepting.

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