[jacoblck]

#jacoblck ⸻ MUTUALS    ONLY.   cursed  by  lisaries ♡     26+, she/her     idependent & selective,  highly  divergent  portrayal    au  jacob black    the twilight saga . anti smeyer & anti imprinting.; the quileute tribe / truly honors who they are. *@blcksides

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the wolf awoke before he could be just a boy. since then, he has lived at war: between what he feels and what destiny demands. he loves with the fury of someone who knows he will not be chosen. he runs with his heart on fire and his feet wounded by the land that raised him. neither man nor monster.

[clarkegriffins]

#she's literally a cat

[jasprhale]

FOR‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ /‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ @jacoblck ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ , ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ INBOX‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ PROMPT‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ :‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏🐺 ‏‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏(‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏...‎ ‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ ❛ ‏‎❛‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏DO ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ I ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ SEEM ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ ANXIOUS ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ TO ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ YOU ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ ?‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ DO ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ I ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ SEEM ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ BACKED ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ INTO ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ A ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ CORNER ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ ?‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎  ❜ ❜

(‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ ...‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ )‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ :‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ / ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏he’d‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏inhaled ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏the‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏heat‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏in‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏the‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏boy’s‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏blood‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏before‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏hearing ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏the‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏question.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏like‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏rust‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏in‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏a‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏sunbaked‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏rifle.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏like‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏war‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏in ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏the‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏wind.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ but‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ a‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ soldier ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏recognized‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏the‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏way‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏a‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏body‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏holds‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏panic.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏in‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏the‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏shoulders.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏in‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏the‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏jaw.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏corpse‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ confessing‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ before‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ wolf's‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ will‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ could. ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏but‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏fear‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏could‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏be‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏useful ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏... ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏he’d‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏learned‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏that‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏once‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏with‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏a‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏bayonet‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏in‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏hand.

❛ ‏‎❛‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏BOY ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏...‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ YOU ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏REEK ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏OF ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏CORNERED ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏ANIMAL.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏YOU'RE ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏LOUD ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏ENOUGH ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏TO ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏PRETEND ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏YOU'RE ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏NOT.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏BUT ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏I'VE ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏SEEN ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏MEN ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏DIE ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏WITH ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏THAT ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏SAME ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏TREMBLE.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‏‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎  ❜ ❜‏‎

there‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏ain’t‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏a‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏man‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏alive‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏jasper‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏hates‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏more‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏than‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏himself.‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏but‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏lord‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ ,‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎‏‎ ‎ ‏‏he‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏gets‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏real‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏close‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏watchin’‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏jacob‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏‎ ‏breathe.

[jacoblck]

"you think you know everything, don't you? you think you understand just because you 'feel' or something."

jacob held the blond's gaze with clenched teeth, as if holding back a beast by force, only by the weight of his own pride. it was unbearable to realize how much jasper seemed to break through defenses that not even he knew were still standing. that ability to feel other people's emotions, shape them, name them made him something more dangerous than an armed enemy.

jacob hated this. this vampire 'stuff'.

he hated the way jasper read his tremors before his body even admitted them and how he behaved. as if people's feelings almost had a smell, a color, a sound — and he was the only fool incapable of hiding it.

"you don't know anything about me or what i feel" he finally muttered.

it was almost a whisper, but it carried enough hatred to set an entire forest on fire.

[s1lkydreams]

༊*·˚  ﹕  𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖘  、  a collection of angsty &. love related quotes &. lyrics from pinterest . ( note, none of these quotes are mine . pronouns can be changed to better fit situations / your needs . )

❛ a lover ? maybe . something tender , anyway. but tender like a bruise . ❜

❛ my eyes aches with the weight of unshed tears . you are my home , do you not understand ? ❜

❛ your eyes reflect me in a terrible way . ❜

❛ do i seem anxious to you ? do i seem backed into a corner ? ❜

❛ what else can my hands do with the blood ? pray ? ❜

❛ you believe me like a god . i'll betray you like a man . ❜

❛ yes , i did care . very much . i had never been in love before . ❜

❛ i don't think you've ever felt anything that didn't hurt you . ❜

❛ we've found each other , out of everyone in the world . does that hurt , too ? ❜

❛ if i could have done it all again , i would have loved you better . but i could not have loved you more . ❜

❛ in the crooks of your body , i find my religion . ❜

❛ my heart is a fist . it pockets prayer or holds rage . ❜

❛ he wasn't mine and i wasn't his but he was so good at making me feel like we belonged to each other . ❜

❛ show me all the parts of you that you don't love so i know where to begin . ❜

❛ what lived and died between us - haunts me still . ❜

❛ i'm not a violent dog . i don't know why i bite . ❜

❛ i am both the sacrificial lamb and the executioner . ❜

❛ and in the middle of the chaos there was you . ❜

❛ we're parallel . sinking ships . ❜

❛ i was not a heavenly child , a savage with a temperament wild . even here as  we are standing now , i see the fear in your eyes . ❜

[ex0skeletal-undead]

by Adam Burke (Nightjar) on Instagram

[02void]

The Lighthouse (2019)

[jacoblck]

❝ oh you know, i’d rather have my eyes put out, but thanks for offering! ❞

the sentence hit him like a sharp blow. jacob laughed—not because he found it funny, but because it was always like that with rosalie: razor-sharp words and carefully rehearsed contempt. she hated him. to be fair, he didn’t feel much different either.

still, there was something about her that irritated him more than the insults: her constant pose of superiority. rosalie acted as if she were above everything & everyone, as if she wasn’t part of the same mess everyone else was in. as if she had the right to judge anyone who dared to breathe near her precious marble family.

“wow” he muttered, crossing his arms and frowning. “i’ll remember that” he implied. he could definitely claw her eyes out.

wouldn’t she prefer that herself?!

[savieur]

@jacoblck starter call.

arms stretch above her head, feeling the familiar pop of limbs previously stationary. “thanks for letting me crash here last night, jake. i'm heading out for a quick jog, want to join me? i promise i'll slow down for ya.” blonde teased, but offering the challenge nonetheless.

[jacoblck]

he raises an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth curling into a half smile as he watches her stretch. unhurriedly, he crosses his arms over his chest and leans against the narrow frame of the bedroom door.

“as if you’d catch up to me” he says in a light, almost distracted tone.

the silence that follows weighs more than the provocation. he lets out a long sigh, his eyes fixed on her, now more attentive.

“are you going to tell me what happened last night... or are you going to keep pretending it was just another night?”

[jacoblck]

there, between the crashing waves and the smell of salt, they carry the ancestral burden of protecting & belonging.

[jacoblck]

❝ that could have gone better. ❞

he stood on the shoulder of highway, arms crossed and a frown on his face as he stared at his newly repaired motorcycle, now useless. the engine had died with a dull pop minutes ago, and no matter how hard he tried to get it to start again, all he could get was the mocking silence of the metal. he kicked the tire in frustration. 

“great…” he muttered, as if that would solve anything. 

then he heard it. the soft voice, coming from behind him.

jacob turned quickly, his eyes already narrowed before he even saw the face. but of course it was him. the blond cullen, the slender, elegant figure leaning against a tree with the ease of someone who had all the time in the world. jacob’s jaw clenched.

jasper. 

“really?” he snapped.

[halflamb]

there was a time when charlie and his twin were unwanted, despised, and even plotted to be put to death by whatever methods it took. who could have gathered at that time, how far they'd come from then? who could have seen charlie and ness, large crooked grins on both their faces, embracing the world rather than destroying it? it was nearly impossible to believe... and yet the proof was living and breathing several dozen meters before jake, standing in the now open doorway to the front foyer of the cullen's glass home.

" jake? " his voice has deepened considerably, sounding similar to his father in pitch– yet this was charlie. doe eyes and brown hair, edward's facial features surely, but bella's coloring. charlie was a perfect combination of the two—  and his sister? was his mirror.

it was impossible to deny what they were: immortal yet mortal. the two of them were walking contradictions that should by all possible logic, not exist. and yet here one half of the pair stood, descending the front outdoor stair case, down to the paved driveway that cut through the woods.

" it's me— it's char. "

the last time the wolf had seen the boy, he'd been in a little yellow rain coat— over sized boots he'd grow into the following week, squeaking with each step he'd taken. now he quickly approaches, each step faster than the last, in a hoodie and jeans; some high school's name scrawled across his back. he was far from the little boy who had been placed with his sister upon jacob's hide, and told to run. and yet he was that same little boy in the same breath.

looking to the wolf as if he were kin, family, uncle— and that nothing could possibly change that.

[jacoblck]

jacob held his breath the moment he felt it—his presence.

charlie?!

the child — no, the young —stood in the open doorway of the glass house’s foyer. his voice cut through the stillness, and for a heartbeat jacob saw edward. no. not the predator with gold or crimson eyes, but something closer to human.

charlie had bella’s eyes— dark, wide & soft like a doe’s. but the sharp lines of his face, the tension in his jaw — that was pure edward. he was a contradiction carved into flesh. the impossible child of two impossibilities. and yet, here he was, alive. walking down the steps with the kind.

the forest seemed to fold around him like it remembered, like the trees and stones had watched him grow. the paved trail beneath his feet, as if he'd never really left.

jacob finally breathed. the words tumbled out before he could tame them, thick with a weight he hadn’t meant to show.

"it's... it's me, char." his voice was rough, almost breaking. he swallowed, stepped forward, eyes locked on that new face. he blinked hard. "you’ve grown up."

[decemberblue]

[aedearly]

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of loose quotes taken from various characters from hades (supergiant games). these quotes are from the first game of the series. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst! feel free to edit as you see fit, especially since some are gendered.

❝ i’m leaving. try and stop me. ❞ ❝ that could have gone better. ❞ ❝ why can’t you just stay? ❞ ❝ i wish you could come with me. ❞ ❝ you’re coming with me. ❞ ❝ i have to take you back. ❞ ❝ but for you, i will be making an exception. ❞ ❝ whew… they’re gone. ❞ ❝ now, come on, we got places to be! ❞ ❝ may the fates favour your journey. ❞ ❝ oh you know, i’d rather have my eyes put out, but thanks for offering! ❞ ❝ if only… ❞ ❝ you should be ashamed of yourself, and learn your place. ❞ ❝ ahh, so you are taking pity on me, then? ❞ ❝ i’m sorry that it has to be this way. ❞ ❝ you’re late. ❞ ❝ will i see you soon? ❞ ❝ did you miss me? ❞ ❝ i’m home. ❞ ❝ we’re heading home. ❞ ❝ you… came back? ❞ ❝ i hope i didn’t keep you waiting very long, did i? ❞ ❝ is something wrong? ❞ ❝ i can’t believe this. ❞ ❝ i’m in your debt. ❞ ❝ there’s going to be payback, you know. ❞ ❝ … damn you. ❞ ❝ this is for you. ❞ ❝ do you remember me? my name is—ah, nevermind. ❞ ❝ i’m not who you think i am. ❞ ❝ keep following that heart of yours. ❞ ❝ to hell with this place! ❞ ❝ fear is for the weak. ❞ ❝ oh, look at you, you poor, poor thing, you’re hurt! ❞ ❝ you’re such a sweetheart. ❞ ❝ you brought this on yourself. ❞ ❝ no need to thank me, mate. ❞ ❝ please, i don’t want to do this… ❞ ❝ you don’t have to do this… ❞ ❝ only the best for you. ❞ ❝ i hope you’re right. ❞ ❝ gods grant me strength… ❞ ❝ that is the worst idea i think i’ve ever heard. ❞ ❝ do you understand how little sense that makes? ❞ ❝ look what i found! ❞ ❝ something’s changed about the beating of your heart. ❞ ❝ no wonder they don’t like you. ❞ ❝ wish i could be there to see your face. ❞ ❝ i’ll earn your favour yet. ❞ ❝ how bad could it be? ❞ ❝ hello there, handsome. ❞ ❝ … this is the cheesiest thing i’ve heard from you. ❞ ❝ what has gotten into you? ❞ ❝ blood and darkness! ❞ ❝ lucky for you, i’ve no pride like many others here. ❞ ❝ it’s over. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ go. away. i won’t repeat myself. ❞ ❝ i knew your heart was true. ❞ ❝ let’s kiss and make up! ❞ ❝ mischief, me? oh please! ❞ ❝ i don’t know how you can stand this kind of thing… ❞ ❝ you tried. that’s what matters. ❞ ❝ a man after my own heart… ❞ ❝ why won’t you give up? ❞ ❝ ever so stubborn, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ life and death, one and the same. ❞ ❝ you’re running from yourself. again. ❞ ❝ what do you want from me? leave me alone. we’ve nothing to discuss anymore. ❞ ❝ i cannot bring myself to stay upset with you forever. ❞ ❝ the truth is i’m a lover, not a fighter. ❞ ❝ i have to see her! ❞ ❝ so how goes wilful disobedience of late? ❞ ❝ you think all these gifts will make things go back to the way they were? ❞ ❝ we’re older now—i’d hope we’re wiser, too. ❞ ❝ i have to go. ❞ ❝ we were having such a good time! ❞ ❝ time is up. ❞ ❝ you’re so reckless. ❞ ❝ thank you for always keeping me on my toes. ❞ ❝ your luck’s run out. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i bother with you, honestly. ❞ ❝ may i call you my friend? ❞ ❝ i’d like to make a toast, to you! ❞ ❝ no need for special thanks. ❞ ❝ i’ve some memories i’m not quite ready to give up on yet. ❞ ❝ i’ll break your heart. ❞

[lovedlamb]

𝒯he  cold  of  the  morning  nips  at  her  nose,  pale  complexion  flushed.  her  dad's  beloved  bomber  jacket  barely  keeps  her  warm,  even  when  zipped  all  the  way  up.  she  had  driven  to  the  reserve  at  the  crack  of  dawn,  wanting  to  see  jacob  at  last.  she  had  been  sending  messages,  leaving  calls,  &  nothing.  she'd  been  dropping  by  every  now  &  then,  &  nothing.  so  she  would  try  again.

was  he  avoiding  her   ?   had  she  done  something  wrong  ?  she  can't  bare  the  thought  of  a  friend  being  upset  with  her. she  sees  the  glimpse  of  him,  sat  upon  worn  porch.  pace  quickens  as  she  approaches  him,  almost  a  stomp  in  every  step.  “   are  you  ok  ?   ”   eyebrows  are  furrowed.   “   you've  been  ignoring  me.   ” 

[jacoblck]

he heard her before he saw her.

her hurried footsteps cut through the thick silence of the morning, breaking the stillness that enveloped him. jacob didn’t move immediately. he continued to hold his coffee mug in his hands, his gaze lost somewhere in the invisible forest ahead—but he already knew it was bella.

when she came into his line of vision, her shoulders were hunched inside her loose jacket, the fabric feeling heavier than it should around her. there was something fragile about her posture, but her gaze was steady—fixed on him. as if demanding an explanation. as if she were ready to rip it away by force.

jacob took a deep breath and ran a hand through his short hair, looking away for a moment, as if trying to find a way to tell the truth.

“i wasn’t ignoring you” he began, his voice low, husky, almost blending in with the soft creaking of the trees around them. “i… i couldn’t answer.”

he raised his eyes to meet hers. it was hard to pick up the phone when you're running through the forest with four giant paws and no hands.

[jacoblck]

okay. jacob’s having nightmares with his ancestors telling him he should be alpha. plot twist: he doesn’t want it. he thinks sam’s the right guy for the job.

[jacoblck]

༓☾ for renesmee c. / (@halfmortal ).

jacob stood in front of bella and edward’s house, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his jeans, shoulders slightly hunched as if trying to take up less space than he actually did. the afternoon sun filtered through the tree canopy, casting long shadows that moved lazily across the well-kept garden and the ground speckled with fallen leaves.

his eyes followed renesmee’s gaze, landing on the parked motorcycle she was staring at like she was carefully building a question in her head. she hadn’t spoken yet, but he already knew what was coming.

jacob let out a short, dry laugh.

❛don’t even think about it❜ he said, shaking his head before she could get a single word out. the tone was light, but there was a hint of something heavier beneath it — a quiet warning wrapped in amusement.

the last time someone looked at that bike with that kind of spark — her mother, to be exact — he’d ended up with a blood-stained shirt and a scare that stuck with him longer than he liked to admit. not exactly the kind of moment he was eager to relive.

[jacoblck]