#ghrizleys

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@ghrizleys​​​ said - “   this   isn’t   bad ,   it’s   good  !   “

❛  .      .      .      no      ,      it’s      horrible      .      ❜

———   she      does      not      eat      doe      or      stags      ,       nor      will      she      sink      low      enough      to      HUNT      for      something      when      she      can      just      as      easily      beckon      someone      in      .      before      her      centuries      long      rest      ,      the      princess      had      spent      little      time      in      forests      ,      even      less      time      in      the      presence      of      woodland      creatures      .             ❛       i      mean      ,      you      wouldn’t      drink      grape      juice      instead      of      wine      ,      would      you      ?      ❜

[enigmatii-moved]

@ghrizleys​ 

They had guests. What a treat. Benjamin could hear the sound of voices coming from the temple’s pool room. Unfamiliar. Male voices. Quiet feet took Benjamin out of his room, down the long hallway so he could peer around and put his curiosity to rest. Amun shot a glance at him over a blond vampire’s shoulder to his protege. The whole not seen nor heard concept had never been something Benjamin was fond of. If Amun had friends here, Benjamin wanted to meet them. Benjamin smiled as Carlisle turned to follow Amun’s line of sight. Red eyes shifted between him and the other, rather tall vampire with him. 

Amun looked subtly upset with him and Benjamin knew it but he got a certain spark of fun from it and gracefully walked over, into an open arm from his leader who gripped a hand over his shoulder. “This is Benjamin a member of my coven. Benjamin this is Carlisle and Emmett,” Amun said tensely, gesturing to each vampire in turn, still maintaining his grip on his progeny. Benjamin didn’t seem to care and just nodded over at their guests. “It is a pleasure to meet you both. -- Amun seldom lets me meet his friends,” he added with a glance over to Amun with quirked lips. It was an obvious fun prod and Amun looked to Carlisle like he was exhausted. 

[rosalieh-a-blog]

        ARMS   WRAP   AROUND   HERSELF,   golden  hues  staring  at  the  man  while  she  awaits  for  him  to  wake  up.  consequences  of  impetuous  choice  begin  to  fill  her  mind,  concern  evident  as  teeth  brush  against  bottom  lip.  what  if  he  does  not  make  it?  what  if  he  grows  to  hate  her?  what  if  he  did  not  want  this  life?  the  venom  makes  a  hypocrite  out  of  her,  still  resenting  carlisle  for  not  offering  her  a  choice  when  she  has  just  done  the  same.  a  grunt  brings  her  attention  back  to  the  stranger,  relief  evident  in  her  features  as  she  approaches  him.  ❝  hello?  can  you  hear  me?  you’re  alright.  ❞

           @ghrizleys​ ♡’d.

[prheyedarc]

❝     I  DON’T  KNOW  WHAT  YOU’RE  TALKING  ABOUT .                    [   ʲᵉᵃˡᵒᵘˢˡʸ  ᶤˢ ᵃ  ᵈᶤˢᵉᵃˢᵉ ˒     ᵍᵉᵗ  ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ  ˢᵒᵒᶰ ᵎ  ]   i  could  easily  beat  you  in  a  race ,     anytime !     just  give  me  a  time  &  place ,     em .        ❞    

@ghrizleys