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@bearwrestled
hey guys — em will be moving to my multi ( @mythborne ) for now ! i might revive this blog in the future but rn i think it’ll be easier to have less accounts to juggle. feel free to follow me over there if you aren’t already !
hey guys — em will be moving to my multi ( @mythborne ) for now ! i might revive this blog in the future but rn i think it’ll be easier to have less accounts to juggle. feel free to follow me over there if you aren’t already !
* GCLDENENVY.
❛ i’m not ready to leave , ❜ it’s said under her breath , though she doesn’t doubt that he can hear her . where her anger once would blaze freely , with him it could lay dormant . for a moment , that anger is replaced with genuine worry even if misplaced . ❛ and we shouldn’t have to leave because of one human . ❜
@bearwrestled liked for a starter !
❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐈𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒. whole new school full of girls to intimidate. ❞ a feeble attempt at humor fallen flat, the teasing lilt to his words unconvincing at best. decades of arrivals and departures and saying goodbye hurt all the same. and just as forks started to feel like home — he refuses to go down that path, forging a vibrant grin as he shifts his outlook. ❝ chin up, babe. ma says alaska’s got grizzly for days. tonight, we pack. tomorrow, we feast. ❞
* FABLEBORNE.
𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇, sigh breaking the silence as it escapes her glossy lips. no one ever asked her if this was what she wanted / the miraculous child who grows up too fast and cannot ever attend school. all renesmee wants is to meet new people, make friends / have a stupid locker she can lean against, go to prom and try to be a cheerleader. except she cannot. she grows up too fast, only seven though she looks much older. the child of a girl who has stopped aging herself and only just graduated. it is why she is schooled by her family, though it can get frustrating at times. after all, no one ever said she would not inherit some of her family’s short temper / his occasional short temper. “𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." voice is weak as gaze flickers towards her hands. "𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰, 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐦? 𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞." / @bearwrestled
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐔𝐏 𝐒𝐎 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓. it had been seven years since the cullen clan got a little bigger. seven years since his niece took her first gulps of air and, in doing so, proved all of vamp-kind wrong. seven years, yet little nessie looked no younger than her mother and father, hair of molten bronze and eyes of rich chocolate. fitting that the look of eternal anguish contorting her features is pure edward — so much so that em has to stiffle his laughter beneath the droll of level three latin. he hates tutoring almost as much as ren hates being tutored, so he doesn’t put up much of a fight when she slams her book shut and declares herself finito. ❝ no worries, peanut. all those conjugations were starting to blur together, anyhow. ❞ he fires off a conspiratorial wink, a half-hearted attempt get his favorite only niece to crack a smile. ❝ we’ll just tell your grandad latin’s a dead language and all the kids are learning spanish or french nowadays. should buy us some time. ❞ closing his own volume, he tilts back in his chair. ❝ something on your mind? ❞
* LASTLOCKWOOD.
𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒, none of them were anything like emmett cullen. they’d first met back when tyler was going through the worst time of his life ( well, or so he had thought back then ), and tyler hadn’t really gotten to know him. since then he’d died twice, become a hybrid, been resurrected, and retriggered his werewolf gene. mystic falls was definitely not where tyler had thought he’d stay for the rest of his life, and he definitely didn’t expect to end up with emmett cullen being the one at his side. he tossed a football to his friend, “so did you ever think you were gonna be stuck in mystic falls?” he asked, “i mean… you don’t have the stupid town in your veins… yet you’re still here.”
𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄. for decades, it was his secret shame, the one thing he craved more than anything else in the world, much too chicken to voice aloud. capturing the toss with a startling amount of grace for someone with his build, em relishes the feel of the sun beating down on his face, good conversation with good friends. life’s simple pleasures. ❝ towns have feelings too, you know. ❞ ochres twinkle playfully as he does a little victory jig before throwing the ball. it sails through the cloudless sky in a perfect arc and em mimes a salute. ❝ it’s really not so bad. when we were living out west, we had to get weatherman’s blessing before we could play. here, you guys have magical soundproof barriers. everything’s so — open. it’s like a whole ‘nother world. ❞
𝐈'𝐌 𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ! independent, private, & mutually exclusive multi muse. dash only. ft. characters from marvel’s runaways, shameless, the umbrella academy, the vampire diaries universe, & many more.
WHAT MAKES YOU SO TERRIFYING?
YOUR APPEARANCE IS TERRIFYING.
you might be a perfectly pleasant person, but how you look is intimidating in some way. whether that's inhumanly beautiful, strong and menacing, or cold and ruthless, something about your appearance makes people hesitant to approach you and even more wary to mess with you. using just your appearance, you could get almost whatever you want. few would dare question you, as long as you play to your strengths. if you're going to say something along the lines of ‘ I'm so ugly no one looks at me, that's why, blah blah blah. ’ that's garbage. first of all, there's no such thing as ugly. only social standards, which are dumb. second, butterflies can't see their own wings. third, they called medusa "hideous" and look at that picture up there!
tagged: @killsdragons — thank you ! tagging: @loreborne ( buffy ), @fableborne ( isabelle ), @stonesculpted, @lastlockwood, @withoutcover, @originalbarbie !
if we are in a mutual follow there’s a 99.2% chance i want to talk to you but im scared i will annoy you
generate a girlfriend here and tag this with what kind of girlfriend you got
rosalie: why is your back covered in scratches?
emmett: [flashbacks to when he tried to chase a raccoon after rosalie had told him to leave it alone]
emmett: i’m having an affair
sup y’all i’m goin to bed but i’m gonna put in some time on em tomorrow later ‘cause i miss my big goof ! my multi’s been monopolizing my attention but honestly ya girl needs a break and this is a much tamer dash
steven spielberg’s entire filmography < that scene in twilight where emmett waves the knife
* ACTUALLYITSBEAU.
a soft laugh drops past his 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 as he hugs em back, ignoring the light CRUNCHING noise his ribs made at the strength of the vampire’s embrace and the burning of his stitches. he’s gonna miss this big lug, especially after spending the last year goofing around with him. god, emmett really has been a facet in his life since they all came back from phoenix. he’s not sure what he’s going to do without him.
he hangs on for just a second longer than emmett does, and the smile on his face shines bright—until he sees the BEAR OF A BOY’S face. a question bubbles up to his lips, a hitch catches up in his throat. (there’s something going on here). beau hasn’t ever seen emmett cry before. ever. the smile on his face turns nervous and his brows furrow. ❝ em… you didn’t mention how long you’re leaving for. ❞
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑, casting inky shadows around the panes of his face as he, if only for a minute, allows himself to venture into forbidden territory. damn jasper. damn him to hell for soiling a the first good thing to happen to this family in decades with his lack of self control. just as quickly, that blind rage becomes shame, guilt for even entertaining the notion. who was he to place blame on his brother, when he himself was no stranger to the dreaded relapse? when the treaty barring his family from unleashing their darkest instincts could be traced back to his own lapse in restraint?
ambers turning to the floorboards, it suddenly occurs to him that beau might’ve misread the situation. ❝ about that... ❞ he trails off, a burly arm reaching up to itch the back of his neck. ❝ pop thinks it’s best we make this move permanent. it’s been a few years since we last skipped, and eventually people are gonna start to notice we’re not getting any older. out of sight, out of mind. ❞
* ORIGINALBARBIE.
“ ———— if you’re looking for stefan, he won’t return anytime soon. something about saving a pathetic doppelganger. “ her dislike for any of the doppelgangers was no secret but her jealousy tended to heighten her hostility. “ he does have a talent with words, though. feel free to grab one, there are plenty of journals to entertain us while we wait. “
𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐏 over hundreds of leather-bound spines, the temptation to delve into one’s innermost thoughts is much too great. ❝ not that we couldn’t take him, but i’m pretty sure steffy’d go nuclear if he caught us thumbing through his life’s work. ❞ half-expecting to get knocked on his ass by some ancient ‘keep out’ spell, he pulls a journal from the shelf, flipping open the front cover to find stefan’s neat script peering up at him. ❝ then again — they’re all just sitting here, gathering dust. almost like he’s begging us to sneak a peak. ❞
* PATRONSEINT.
❛ 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐈𝐒 definitely 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ and i really thought we were feeling eachother ‘ s vibes ——– but then i hear from allegra , who heard from erikah that he ‘ s been crackin ‘ on with somebody else … do you know anything about that ? ❜ ( @mythborne / @bearwrestled )
❝ 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋, 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇, but in my experience, you’ve gotta go with your gut on these things. i guess my question is, do you trust allegra? ‘cause if she’s got your back, no sweat. but if she doesn’t — who knows? she could want this levi guy for herself. all’s fair in love and war, right? ❞
* FABLEBORNE.
“𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙? 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚍.” / 𝚕𝚢𝚍𝚒𝚊
𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑, she wishes she could. yet the voices in her head will not let her. whispers have been haunting her, clouding her judgment and making it hard for her to breathe. if only she could make them stop. "𝐡𝐞𝐲, 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮? 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐢―" a beat, not quite sure how to word it. somehow, i keep predicting strangers’ deaths does not sound like pillow talk. "𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞.“ @bearwrestled
𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐖𝐒, he reclines against a cascade of pillows, blinking the evidence from his eyes as lydia comes into focus. ❝ s’all good. curse of the light sleeper. besides, serves me right for nodding off mid - convo. ❞ exhaustion tints his words hazy, lengthy syllables tripping clumsily off the tongue while he casts the blanket aside, arms outstretched. ❝ c’mere. i’ll stick around ‘til you fall back asleep. i’ll stay the whole night, if you want me to. ❞
