#tvdfben

[isobel-saltzman-blog]

Freaks & Geeks; Izzy + Ben

"Ben!” she shouted as she waiting in the living room for her brother to get his butt downstairs. When he had finally gotten to where she was, Izzy forced herself to get her own butt off the couch. “I learned a new thing,” she grinned. Clearly, Izzy had no idea what to do with her life anymore, so it has come to fooling around with her dad’s weapons. “Watch,” she wiggled her eyebrows before grabbing the fencing sword from the table. With it, she walked away from her brother and then did a cartwheel toward Ben. Ultimately, the sword was a centimeter away from his throat. “Tada!”

{ @b-saltzman }

[rick-saltzman]

Alaric || Izzy or Ben

Alaric had done it. He’d managed to turn a fairly normal conversation, this time about how he’d been in his home state of Boston few days, into a lecture on the towns history and architecture which his kids probably didn’t give a single crap about. He turned to look at his children and let out a small laugh. “I’ve done it again, haven’t I?” He shook his head at himself. The expression from his child's face said it all that he’d managed to bore them into oblivion. “Sorry” He quickly apologized. “How have you been holding up since I took my short time off?” He asked in response.

@b-saltzman @isobel-saltzman

[elizabethxmikaelson-blog]

Perfectly imperfect- Bliz

Dangling her head in her hands, Liz remained sat on her bed with no intention of getting up for the 4th night in a row. Everything had been eating away at her. She was drunk but still it was no excuse. There must have been some subconscious involvement. She was channeling some inner emotions when she and Ryan slept together. In her thoughts, another tear fell from her eye and she couldn’t take it anymore. She ripped her blanket off of her, jumped out of bed and flashed out the door in her plaid pajama pants and hoodie. She didn’t care about her appearance, she just needed to see him. Now. Knocking loudly on the door, her tear stained cheeks and flushed face didn’t phase her. She needed to talk to him and the thought of him rejecting her made her want to run back to the comfort of her bed. When he finally did open the door, she wasted no time wrapping her hands around his neck, holding onto him tightly. “Ben.” She whined. “Pl-please... i’m s-s-sorry.” she choked out, hyperventilating slowly. 

b-saltzman

[isobel-saltzman-blog]

Isobel + FAMILY

Sitting quietly at the lake was her daily routine before she had to go back to reality. The serenity of it all gave her hope that the terror she had to go through would be something of her past, but it never really became history. Isobel brought her knees up to her chest, resting her chin on top of her kneecaps, completely oblivious to the footsteps that neared her until a hand was placed on her shoulder. She screamed as she felt the touch, but once she saw the owner of the hand’s face, she calmed down. “Oh, it’s just you. Sorry.”

[ b-saltzman + cristinasaltzman + rick-saltzman ]

[tvdf-burnbook]

opinion on liz & ben?

Is that still a thing? I really thought they’d be on the fritz by now.I guess if they’re still maintaining whatever relationship they have then good for them.

[rick-saltzman]

Alaric ||Ben

“Ben...I’m sorry. You don’t have to forgive me but I’d feel a whole lot better if you did.”

b-saltzman

[the-jakexgilbert]

Jake || Ben

“Umm....Ben. I know you probably hate but guts but how’s it going? Can I put a my flag? Because bro confrontation isn’t good confrontation.“

b-saltzman

[rick-saltzman]

Face My Alter-Ego|| Alaric & Ben

Alaric had been killing a good few residents of this town for boredom the last twenty minutes. He was currently sucking the blood from a blonde woman who was screaming so he covered her mouth. “I said..I’d start to countdown” He said and she continues to resist. “3..” He starts as he stars to fail. “2..” Alaric said and tightens his grip. “1.” He says finally, snapping her neck and hearing the crunching sound it made. He turns around hearing a noise and feeling a presence behind him.

“Benjamin Saltzman. Are you going to come and join your father or mop around all day with that remaining puzzled expression on your face?” He furrows his eyebrow and cleans the blood from his face with a tissue from his jacket pocket. “Because I have no time for foolishness. Now drink!” He said and holds a woman from her neck, suspending her in air. “Now now..It’s no a big fuss. My son might be gently on you. Then again, no promises”

b-saltzman