#forgedgrace

[laidirnighean]

@forgedgrace​​ sc.

“when were you going to tell me?” you start quietly, lifting your eyes to meet your fathers, cheeks coloured with the faintest hint of pink. weeks he’d known now - weeks you too had known. about him,  about bonnet. alive and well and living in wilmington as though he didn’t haunt your dreams every night. had revenge been so high on your father’s agenda that he’d unknowingly kept this from you. or had fear been the very thing to silence you in not revealing you’d known all this time too? licking your lips, you shift closer to him, head bowed as you study the way your hands now shake. “im scared, da.”

[bellexmort-a]

I would like to say, improvising skillz are on point. when you don’t have birthday candles, a bath & body works one works just the same right? HBD @forgedgrace love u.

[laidirnighean]

@forgedgrace​ liked for a 5x10 starter!

“a small part of me didn’t think you were coming,” starts a whisper from your lips, brows furrowing tight across your forehead and creasing the skin between them. that wasn’t inaccurate, either they’d show and have perished at the hands of stephen bonnet and his men, or you’d have been placed upon that boat with no means of returning home. pessimistic, you presumed, now that you looked back on it, but thoughts that lingered nonetheless. lickering your lips, you sit closer to him, the warmth of his body almost shielding your own from the sharp wind that bites at your forearms.  with an awkward smile, you shake your head and scratch at the back of your neck. 

“this time, it can be slightly overwhelming, huh da?”

[bellexmort-a]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SAM.

happy birthday to one of the loves of my life, @forgedgrace​! not only are you one of my best friends, closest writing partners, and all around wonderful human being--you ALSO have to put up with me 24/7 cause you made the horrible, really decision to move in with me almost 4 years ago and now you are stuck with me forever! we have been through an insane amount of stuff together, and i would not have it any other way. to my best friend, my roommate, my ship co-captain, my ‘this is a series i rly need you to watch’ person, my broadway buddy, and my just in general person---happy birthday. i promise to make you funfetti cake and dinner, and let u do whatever you want to do today, with minimal whining. (can’t promising no whining, i know myself.) I LOVE YOU VERY VERY MUCHO, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABES!

[aleximedicusa]

ahhh happy birthday!

thanks!! 

[bellexmort-a]

@forgedgrace asked for a moodboard for : lydia && mike

[bellexmort-a]

aesthetic for @forgedgrace ;; geralt && lydia (bounty hunter verse)

[bellexmort-a]

@forgedgrace​ sent “you’ll become accustomed to things quickly” from this vampire meme

“ ...you told me you’d rather die than be this. “ lydia said, voice shaking slightly and not above a whisper. when they’d returned from the caves without dimitri’s body she thought that had meant they’d taken him off to feed on him---so he had to be dead. and well, in a manner of speaking dimitri was dead. a strigoi. the worst thing that could happen to any moroi or dhampir. her hands were shaking as she moved to back up away from him, not knowing where exactly her guardians were but....if she was smart about it, lydia should just assume that dimitri had already killed them. he was too good. “....i....this isn’t you. this isn’t either of us. strigoi....it’s a death sentence. i ....i don’t want to be this. please....we can get you better, if you just come with me to st. vlad’s....we can...we can do something about this-- there has to be a way---”