Day 82 ~ Posting my favourite ships
Bella Swan 🍎📸 | Jacob Black 🐺🪶
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Day 82 ~ Posting my favourite ships
Bella Swan 🍎📸 | Jacob Black 🐺🪶
Team Jacob thoughts:
What pisses me off about Bella is she talks about the Cullens being this perfect found family she always wanted(when they're not) when she already had a potential found family she never saw or appreciated in Charlie and Jacob and his family and her friends Jessica and Angela who tried to connect with her. And the tribe. Like she hand a family right there growing up with her every time she visited every summer. And she never saw it. The Cullens are not a family. They're cold ghosts that Carlisle is desperately trying to keep together with his very cruel choices. There's no way your telling me that Emmett and Rosalie would not bail on them the second there was a chance they can be human again and grow old together and have babies. Esme is a suicidal stepford wife trying to mother ghosts that are too old to mother. Edward just wants to die but Carsile won't let him. And Alice and Jasper are a disaster security risk waiting to happen. One is insane spoiled brat and the other is a Confederate soldier that can easily kill anyone without trying. They are not a family. And Bella got shackled to that and dragged Jacob down with her.
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In almost all respects I would say the novel New Moon is better for Team Jacob/swanblack BUT the movie absolutely redeems itself by adding Jacob saying "stay with me forever" in Quileute. It's so powerful, and it really shows what Eclipse keeps trying to have Jacob tell us. Jake knows what he wants, he knows what Bella wants, and most importantly, she can have forever with him. It won't be what she had with Edward, but this--right here, right now--this can be forever.
Team Jacob thoughts:
We could have gotten a Buffy situation mixed with Teen Wolf with Bella and Jacob killing vampires together and protecting Forks while they fell in love. But no the writer had to be a Mormon who used Vampires as a metaphor for her Mormon beliefs.
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I think in the universe where the Cullens aren't in Forks, Bella Swan takes a while to come out of her shell, but when she does, she's witty and passionate and smart as a whip, even if she's still quiet and reserved. She sits with Jessica Stanley, who demands the best of everyone, and tells her friends about her boyfriend down on the rez, who is sweet and caring and funny and good with his hands, who works for everything he's ever had.
After class, during a sleepover, Bella whispers to tell Angie and Jess about the night after prom, even though her father, loving and careless, worries about her only a normal amount and loves Jacob Black like his own. When she gets into Dartmouth--all by herself, through study sessions in garages and with Jessica and in Angela's house--she chooses to go to Stanford instead. She misses the heat and light on her skin, even after falling in love with the rain. Jessica comes with her; Angela and Eric go to U of Washington in Seattle instead, for education and journalism respectively.
Bella makes sure to call every week and then one day she drives down to Seattle and her boyfriend, warm like the sun she loves and at least twice as reliable, becomes her fiancé. The ring isn't especially big or ornate or pricey, but the way she smiles could trick anyone into thinking that it was. All of her friends, new and old, are waiting at the small party afterwards, and Bella laughs the entire time. The engagement cake--chocolate, her favourite--is sweet and moist against her tongue.
She moves back to Forks once she gets her masters in information sciences and becomes the town's librarian. She gets married a month before the move, barefoot in the surf and her old prom dress, both her parents weeping with joy and Billy Black beaming damn near as bright as his son, Sue Clearwater holding his hand.
She raises her kids --both beautiful children, blessed with Jake's thick, long hair--with Angela and Eric's and takes them down to Los Angeles to visit their auntie Jess and her husband Quil, who lavishes them with gifts from her career as a top surgeon. She jokes about having to support Quil's career as an environmental lawyer and displays each and every one of his wins alongside her diplomas. When William Black II decides he wants to be a doctor too, she writes him a shining letter of recommendation to her alma mater. Sarah, who has always been the spitting image of her father, joins and eventually takes over Jacob's mechanic shop.
On occasion, Bella fights with Jacob, even though he's the love of her life. Despite this, she is never afraid of him, and he never stops her from doing what she wants. Instead, he goes out and works on his cars and comes back in an hour later with slightly greasy hands and a bouquet of flowers from Emily Young's little garden, planted to celebrate her cousin Leah Uley's wedding. Bella makes him muffins, recipe courtesy of Sue and missing bites courtesy of Seth, Colin, Sarah, Will, and Claire, with raspberries, not blueberries, just how Jake likes them. They make up, and they make changes, and they go on.
Eventually, both slower and quicker than she realizes, Bella gets old. She lives in fear of losing herself, of losing her husband and her children, like her grandmother had. But she remembers her grandkids to the very end, even gets to meet her first great-grandchild a week before it happens. Her heart gives out before her brain does, too weak and too slow.
It was too full of love, the letter from Jacob says. Sarah reads it. Her father passed a day after his wife--simply too heartbroken to live without her. Much of the town of Forks and hordes of family attend their funeral, remembering a life well lived.
It is an unremarkable life, in the grand scheme of things. She does not live to be a thousand; she is no great beast, with speed like the wind and strength; she does not discover her powers or lead a great defiance. Bella Black, happy and human and surrounded by love, could never imagine wanting anything else.
"Good luck with shooting the moon" is maybe the single line in all of Twilight that makes me the most insane and it's not even diegetic. It's like. This is impossible and our fates have been predetermined and we're not in the cards and I love you anyways. I'm asking you to love me anyways.
The inherent horror in the wolves having no choice in who they imprint on. It comes down by divine commandment and takes root in you, whether you--either of you--want it to or not. Is it worse to imagine that past loves don't matter, or that they do?
Do you love her right up until the minute, and then no more? Do you look back and wonder why you felt the way you did, running your hands through her straight, black hair, so similar to her cousin's?
Do you stay consumed by it, even as your genes demand allegiance to her daughter? Does some part of your heart remain unchanged, burning with an eternal flame it would kill both of you to touch?
IDK, just. Your body--if it can really be called your body--is built to serve, and as bad as that already is, you don't even get to choose who it serves. Your love, your master, this person who is also a victim, is chosen for you, and there's nothing you can do to stop it.