#heldgrace

[vaempr]

loud or quiet? / lysle wants to know *stares*

this or that     |     accepting     |     @heldgrace

❝    i     prefer     a     vocal     partner       ,       but     i     myself     prefer     to     be     quiet.    ❞

[rosewand]

❛    i  liked  jane  eyre ,  wasn’t  sure  i  would .  maybe  i  should  give  books  a  bit  more  benefit’a  the  doubt ...    ❜

♥   ──   queenie  trails  off ,  fully  aware  that  she  stands  in  the  presence  of  someone  who  loves  to  read .  carlisle’s  good  for  stimulating  the  imagination ,  for  telling  her  the  opposite  of  what  he’s  been  told .  he  presses  books  into  her  hands  and  promises  that  she’s  just  found  a  new  friend . 

sometimes  he’s  wrong ,  most  of  the  time  he’s  right .  it’s  funny  how  much  she  loves  things  when  she  isn’t  reminded  that  she’s  too  stupid  to understand  them . 

❛    not  your  medical  journals ,  though .  i  ain’t  ready  for  latin .    ❜

*  ⎛   @heldgrace !!   ⎠  ──   ♡ ‘𝑑 .

[vmprwtch]

a gentle palm, softer than should be possible for one of them. kind eyes : compassion in every moment of his gaze, & he touches him without fear or doubt, or anything but a hope for understanding. ' i am not frightened of you, young one. '

                                                   random interactions  // always accepting *!

         like lightning prickles of discomfort shoot across his body at the unauthorized touch. it takes more than a small amount of energy to withhold a hiss, but the stony expression on his face clearly displays his discomfort. fingers of his right hand twitch, gems implanted in a smattering of rings which adorn them shimmering in the light as he resists the temptation to throw the good doctor off of him or sprint in the opposite direction. he’s been with him for some time now, but old habits die hard as they say, and those forged in the fires of volterra over the many centuries are even more resilient against the cullen’s gentle instruction. eyes of a mottled and glittering citrine, trapped in transition, fix on the doctor’s hand before locking with his own golden gaze.  ‘ you should be. you should fear me. ’  not said as a threat. his tone is soaked in too much apathy to resemble anything close to a threat. if anything there is a twinge of confusion, of frustrated befuddlement in his warning. for all his immortal life fear has been the one thing of certainty. to be feared was to be powerful and to have power was to live another day. he stopped questioning long ago whether he wished to live any more. 

       once he had had a father. many eons ago, centuries and lifetimes passed -- alec had a proper father, a pillar of love and care, the sort carlisle seeks to be. the memory strikes his cold heart with the echo of long forgotten emotion. but weapons have no fathers, only creators. and when weapons are not wielded they cease to be useful, lose their purpose. great power lies locked in his dead chest, yet as it sits without being wielded, he is no more than a stature of marble, frozen in time.  ‘ fear will keep you alive. you have more reason to live than i. ’

[hailrosa-a]

ℜ for an aesthetics graphic of our muses  ||  accepting !

@heldgrace  //  carlisle  &&  rosalie 

[phtophrq-blog]

 A BEAUTIFUL SMILE BROUGHT ON BY RAIN.     ⁃ ⁃     ( @heldgrace )

                                ❛    hey , doc !    .    no offense but I    HATE    needles and think this is a   waste  of  time. ——    so let's just grab a lollipop and call it a day!   ❜

[vmprwtch]

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                                 🌟 for a hc about our muses’ relationship  // accepting *!

despite liking him before carlisle left the volturi, alec feels very uneasy around him for two major reasons. first, he doubts carlisle’s willingness to forgive and see the good in him. alec likes himself but has been conditioned for many many years to see himself as a thing to be feared, a weapon, a monster even. this isnt necessarily the volturi’s fault or intention, but the way he has fit into the world. so he likes himself but defiantly as he does not see himself being worth love and fondness and forgiveness. secondly, he is uncomfortable around carlisle because he still feels constantly in danger and threatened mostly due to his anxiety and ptsd related symptoms. he does not think he is safe with carlisle because unlike the other masters he isnt willing to do kill as readily as them and so alec feels very vulnerable with him. however, in spite of this, he is very much drawn to the paternal and protective vibe around carlisle; he is only repulsed by his unwillingness to see himself as worthy of such protection and protected by anyone/anything.