[jasperwhitcock]

bella throughout the series: ugh i don’t understand why the cullens can’t just be nice to the wolves

me:

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Lonely was the first flavor I had tasted in my life, and it was always there, hidden inside the crevices of my mouth, reminding me.

Elizabeth Strout, My Name Is Lucy Barton (via wordsnquotes)

[izbelas-a]

῾◞      EDWARD   CULLEN .    

  nonchalant silence.       ringlets of golden honey  ( covering ) such roving eyes.  for he ,    𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺      [man]     lures the sacrificial .         the smile cannot simply dissipate       ⁿᵒᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉʳ   .       world has been roamed      ––––––         yet every part of his being  :     𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖    ,     𝘩𝘦𝘳 .      cloudless thoughts    ( 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺  𝘷𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴     )         have you become accustomed to the trivial minds of young   ?        a gaping walk of parodies.         𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔      ,          of beating heart only inches     apart.       @izbelas​

                     ‘       anaphase  –––     ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ   𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮    ?    ’  

acrimony   is    𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌    her .        her   tongue   coated   in   the   acidic   taste  that   is  incredulity .        how   could   he ,       sculpture - formed          :            ᵐⁱᶜʰᵉˡᵃⁿᵍᵉˡᵒ   ᵖᵃⁱⁿᵗᵉᵈ ,         sit   here                  ⅋                  converse   with   her   like  he   had   not   made   her   feel     𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙚    only   weeks   prior     .  .  .      ?           ⸺           call   it   arrogance ,       𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕   𝚒𝚝   𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚎 .          the   depths   of    bister   hues   fixated   on   paper   features .       the   melody   of   her   voice  clipped ,         her   tongue   pressed   to   the   roof   of   her   mouth .        afraid   of   burning  herself   on    𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐱   𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬    unsolved .      

❛         𝘺𝘦𝘴 .      only   if   you    𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁   𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 ,      of   course .       ❜

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twilight vs midnight sun

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[izbelas-a]

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙳𝚈:       𝙱𝙸𝚁𝙳𝚂.         ↳    bold what applies to your muse.      italicize what applies sometimes.

𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠.    innocence.   big dreamer.   waking up too early.    walking home.   being afraid of meeting people.   slim hands.   always cold.   reading a book under a tree.   the smell of the forest.   missing your home.

𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚎.    independent.   caring too much for others.   sharp looks.   walking through the city late at night.   the tallest and most spectacular building.   iron.   being single and okay in a world that tells you being single is bad.

𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝.    falling in love easily and heavily.    traveller.   the infinity of the bluest sky.  storms.     broken smiles.   forgetting people who used to be your loved ones.   feeling out of place.   mistrusting people.   a fleeting romance.

𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠.    feeling as if you know a lot.   prejudging.   tight hugs that leave you breathless.   a grey sky.   serenity.   intelligence.    being left behind.   chains.   smoke.   the pride of someone wise.

𝚍𝚘𝚟𝚎.    petals.   jealousy.   being tired of living with the same old faces.   whispered secrets. marble.   sundresses.   white clothes.   the first sunset of winter.   pride in who you are.  learning to get over someone.

𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚕.    family.   golden light.   the sea murmuring in your ear.   summer afternoons. caramel ice cream.   collecting seashells and other things and calling them treasures.   living breezy and carefree.   swimming in the sunlight.

𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢.    artistic.   getting excited easily.   dancing and singing while you are alone.   looking at your friends having fun.   no phone.   being afraid of judgment.   spring.   a meaningful gift.   the first ray of sunlight.

𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈:     not by @destinedgreat​,   that’s for sure.  𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶:   @whitloks​,  @jacoblack​,  @witchdorf​,  @pattersunset​,  @suavetore​,  @charlieswn​,  @charm1​,  @vlena​,  @vikteres​     +      you    !

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thinking about the absolute POWER miss swan had in front of aro. yelling YOU DON’T KNOW A THING ABOUT HIS SOUL!!!! demanding to take edward’s place to save him. aro putting his grubby little hands on hers only to find... NOTHING. you’re not getting in here BUDDY!!!!

[izbelas-a]

῾◞      JACOB   BLACK .     

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐈𝐒  𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑.  

       explosive in its nature.       beating a drum of insanity.          for it  𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔰  behind veins.         𝙱𝙴𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙲𝙸𝙻𝙴.          is there a smile or a sick churn of scowl 

?       for when you look        ––––––      emptiness shines a light in her shadow.        a part of the girl is    ǝuoɓ   .         rib cage barren of the flowers that used to bloom.         𝙃𝘼𝙎  𝙃𝙀  𝙏𝘼𝙆𝙀𝙉  𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂   ?          left you to breathe     (  ʎlssǝldlǝɥ  )        alone in the moss bridge.      for the sun looks upon you.        yet brightness can’t outshine      TRAGEDY.           𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺.          slowly dissipating in mind .       there are children.       𝙰  𝙱𝙾𝚈  &  𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻     ;         only         ⁵   &   ⁶   .        laughter has a place in consciousness.       gentle smiles   &   unawareness of the monsters that loom ahead.                        ¡ ʞuılq  ¡ ʞuılq  ¡ ʞuılq ¡ ʞuılq       

               ❛    𝐡𝐞𝐲  𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬    ,   𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊  𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎  𝚊  𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎   ?         ❜                 @izbelas​

death   tasted ,        𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖓   𝖙𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 .      her   blood   is   freesias        :         mouth - watering   to   he   who   lingered .          there’s   something    𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟   𝕥𝕠   𝕘𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕗   in  places   where   his   hands   used   to   press ,        ever   so  gentle .       (        poppy  blooming   girl ,         he   was   choking   you          ⅋          you   were     ᵗᵒᵒ   ᵉⁿᵃᵐᵒʳᵉᵈ   to   gasp   for   breath .      )          when   he   left ,        her   heart   became   a   casket .         the   light   withered .        𝗵𝗲𝗿   𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀   𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗱 .      there   was   nothingness       .  .  .          ⅋            then ,         𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚜𝚞𝚗     !           greedy  human   fingers   clutching   at   the   warmth ,          the   sliver   of   light   so    𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺   𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯     to   her .       there’s    a    monster    plaguing    her    dreams         ⸺         ⁱᵗ    ˡᵒᵒᵏˢ   ᵃ   ˡᵒᵗ   ˡⁱᵏᵉ   ᵍᵘⁱˡᵗ .

❛       𝙟𝙖𝙠𝙚       .  .  .       don’t   you   ever   have   homework      ?       ❜

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                   𝒾    𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙    𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝     𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖    𝕨𝕙𝕠    𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛    𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 .

[izbelas-a]

a few important notes when it comes to my portrayal of bella: 

i don’t write her as being desperate to become a vampire.   it is something she wants at some point,  but she isn’t as pressing about it as in canon.   she’s okay with waiting a few years before turning,  having difficulty saying goodbye to charlie and renée and the rest of her human friends. 

to continue on that,   bella does care about her friends at forks high and she is social with them.  they are her friends and she wants to spend time with them.   they’re way more important to bella than canon makes it out to be.    she has human friends, thank you!

also...   there’s no renesmee in my portrayal.   i don’t like the storyline and i’d rather just ignore it entirely.   bella has never wanted to be a mother.    i’ll write a meta about how bella actually turns into a vampire at a later date.  

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Pema Chödrön, “Start Where You Are”

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