Midnight Sun by Stephenie Meyer // it’s time to go by Taylor Swift
“I will stay with you.” As long as I can, as long as it’s allowed, as long as it doesn’t hurt you. Until the sign comes, until it’s impossible for me to ignore.
This idea was inspired by what @dontyoumeansadadult on a post I saw on instragram about how you can’t make a wife out of a hoe
Do you think the only reason why Eddy boy didn’t like most women romantically because women shouldn’t have their own thoughts or should only think about sex AFTER marrige or whatever weird religous shit SMeyer decided on and the reason why he couldn’t read Bella’s thoughts and was attracted to her was for that reason?
I have no idea if this makes ANY sense
okay statistically speaking, there had to have been at least one time where bella just absolutely ripped ass in her sleep…and genuinely I don’t know if edward was sitting back in that chair like 👁👄👁 or if he was completely unfazed by it
Anybody notice Diana Bishop looks strangely like a very tired blonde Bella Swan 👀
- Edward (Sol da Meia-Noite - Stephenie Meyer)
Not me ordering the white covered books when I have the entire saga in the black covers 🤠
Maybe BELLA was a ZOMBIE and didn’t have a BRAIN?
Maybe Edward couldn’t read Bella’s MIND because she didn’t have ONE?
☁ : [ tiny warning ] : if you’re uncomfortable with the mentioning of abuse; please, read something else ! i do not want to make others uncomfortable with my content. :)
Children weren’t much of a subject between the two of you – being unconditionally grateful for your ability to house and raise children through the Cullens was more than what you’d asked for. That wasn’t until you saw this little girl who seemed to be struggling with problems at home – she expressed all of the telltale signs of abuse. This said child was most likely damaged and the kindness that lingered evidently in your heart told you that you just couldn’t walk away from them.
Naturally you were nurturing towards children—those who were less fortunate in life. And you wanted to provide a better lifestyle for them, filled with love and support.
You yearned for a young child, your sister, Esme, knew of this. Without a second thought you turned for comfort toward your husband, amber hues clashing with [eye color] ones. “We can’t just leave them here, Carlisle—I feel as though they need us.”
You are…Well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence.“ -Bella ― Stephenie Meyer, Eclipse
[ actively editing things to make them a little more bearable. <3 ]
Greenery landed hard onto the surface of your back, knocking the wind out of you as a vampire, as part of Victoria and Riley’s army, loomed over you with murderous intent; and not long afterward Edward came to your rescue, tackling the male to the ground and attempting to behead them. As you scrambled to your feet, your eyes scanned the stressful scene of war. You wanted to help them and not remain on the sidelines.
And that’s when Jacob had to step in to stop you from ultimately getting yourself murdered.
“Edward! Edward!” The dryness in your throat didn’t stop you from screaming in concern for your boyfriend, who was fighting with a nearby immortal and losing; your best friend, Jacob, dragged you away from the scene before you could do anything more to help him and threw you onto the hard surface of his shoulder, eliciting a scream of protest from you. The wind had nearly been knocked the hell out of you due to the force he’d put into getting you out of there as swiftly as he could.
The shifter didn’t stop until the scent of bloodsuckers was no longer within vicinity, and despite your effort to struggle against him to bolt back to help your lover, to no avail—because Jacob of all people cared about your well-being. Maybe if you hadn’t gotten into this relationship it wouldn’t be able to hurt him as much as it did. But he was willing to fight for you.
“Stop – [Y/N], stop it!” You could feel the tenderness of his arm encircle you when you would push against him, grunting when you couldn’t do so because of the sheer strength difference displayed. And as frail as you were physically, that didn’t stop you from at least trying. Brows furrowed, waterlines threatened to spill over with salty tears until you eventually, and much to his relief, had given up.
The male sighed as you panted, pained internally from your slumped form, leaning against him for emotional and physical support. His arms continued to encircle you, pulling you further into his shirtless form inward for a hug that you couldn’t describe.
“I fucking hate that I can’t do anything, Jacob, I can’t!” A sigh, followed by your palms shielding your face as you plopped onto the forest greenery below you. “He’s fighting a battle caused by me—”
“He’ll be just fine…” the hesitance in his voice due to the relationship that he himself had with Edward was present there. The unreadable expression on his face and the inevitable smile that followed warmed your heart.
After a couple of sniffles, you gave a gentle smile and responded, your visage nestled into the snugness of his neck. “Thanks, Jake…”
Time to reread Eclipse ❤️
What is your favorite Twilight book?
The new world around you was confusing at first – you didn’t know what to think of your newfound powers; and it certainly wasn’t like any of the books you’d read. It carried responsibility with it, and Edward had told you this during the first few years of your relationship, when you were perfectly normal—human.
You couldn’t even look at yourself for
too long without being amazed at what you saw—sure, you were beautiful when
you were alive, but to see yourself, and to know that you would remain the same
for the rest of eternity, you’d changed.
And then you heard it. It was Edward. His voiced seemed breathless, relieved to see your standing and drinking in your new appearance in the floor-length mirror. Gracefully your body turned fully to look at him.
His touch seemed normal—no longer very cold and lifeless anymore. It was affectionate, knowing of your current status would come to a change soon enough if the ancient coven centered in Italy knew.
Slowly, you turned to face him with crimson hues, and he seemed to freeze within his place. He stayed there for a moment before daring to come further into your ‘warmth’, arms coiling around your physique to pull you into the largest embrace that he could muster.
“I missed you,” the smoothness of his voice elicited a heavy intake of ‘breath’ from your soft pouts. And though you were unable to cry with tears of joy due to finally being able to see him—smell him—touch him the way that you could, they remained within the waterlines of your (eye color) eyes. Your eyes would crinkle a bit when you looked at him, exposing beautiful pearly whites.
“I missed you too, Eddie,” you giggled, pressing your face into the crook of his neck – basking in the scent of the man you loved so dearly, and he, dipped his head into the perfect mess of hair you had on your head.
From the threshold the Cullens watched the reunion unfold. Smiles of triumph crossing their features as they gazed at one another in approval.
[ i hope everyone had a wonderful new year. :) ]
Ian, Wanda and Melanie.
Trying to draw how I imagine book characters is SO hard! Still didn’t quite get it right.