#his giving me edward cullen flashbacks
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Astarion's ending from patch 6 is so funny, especially knowing that elves don't sleep. how often does he just lie and stare like this? does he find the concept of unconsciousness fascinating? I want to knooowwww
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please, take my hand.
Content warnings: swearing, body insecurity, slut shaming, kinda shaming of sex workers (sex work is real work y’all), calling Matty short (so real), Gilmore Girl reference (it is where I got my nickname from after all), overuse of commas, possibly bad writing and mentions of smut but nothing really. word count- 3.7k ish
a/n: ahhhhhhh here it is!!! anon, I hope you like it and that I did your request justice, If I didn't, please feel free to send it to other writers so they can!! but this was the most I've written in AGES, so even if you don't like it, thank you for helping me actually write! the scenes in Italic are flashbacks, and im really hoping this plot isn't too confusing?? also, I struggled so hard for a title for this... why are titles so hard??? if you hate it or have a better suggestion, I am OPEN. and finally, as usual, I do, in fact kinda hate this... here it is anyway y'all!!!
You stare at the reflection in front of you, the sparkles of your dress glimmer in the low light as you analyse your body. Something you know you shouldn't do, yet you do anyway. The cups of the dress accentuate your chest just the way it's meant to, and yet you don't think it looks right. The nude fabric below the glitter makes you look as if you were glowing from within, but to you, you felt like a knockoff Edward Cullen. The thin straps trail over your shoulders and cross over in the back. Most girls would feel beautiful and seductive, but all you could focus on was if your tan was even.
Behind you, your boyfriend of 6 months slides up and places his hands on your waist. “This is it,” you think, who else better to build your self-esteem than the man who should love you unconditionally, who should worship the ground you walk on and take any opportunity to gush over his beautiful girlfriend. It seems Cole just wasn't that type of boyfriend.
“Isn't this a bit much… I mean, it's a party at George’s for Charli's new album, you're not working the street corner outside. I don't need everyone to know what you look like when I fuck you.”
Oh.
You physically feel yourself deflate, your hands reach and cross over your stomach before sliding up to your chest. You look up at his face in the mirror. A sick smile graces his features as he laughs at his comment.
Your fingers shake as you grip your shoulders, Cole grips one of your hands and slips his hand below your chin, forcing your face up to look at his in the mirror.
“You can wear it this once, baby, but after that, it needs to go - okay?” he says as if he's doing you a favour, and for some reason, you feel like he is. You nod and give him a small reassuring smile in the mirror that he returns before turning and leaving the room.
You stay standing, staring, analysing until Cole calls your name and you stumble to the door and out.
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The bass rattled the door as you stood outside, the bottle of wine in your hand feeling far too formal once you swung it open and looked out on the sea at the half-drunk people.
A voice you recognised finally rang out from the crowd in front of you, "Y/n! Cole! Hi, come in" George ushered you in with a wave of his hand.
You smiled and went to hug George only for Cole's grip to tighten on your waist, you glance back at your boyfriend and scrunch your face in confusion at his actions. George looks at the pair of you questioningly but decides not to push it just smiling and graciously accepting the wine you hand to him.
Charli soon appeared behind George and greeted you. She practically tore you out of Cole's grip and gave you a bone-crushing hug. Cole dragged you back and grabbed your hand as soon as you were back in reach, seemingly staking his claim.
Before long, Charli was dragging George off with a sly smile on her face, “Drinks are in the kitchen, Help yourselves!” George shouted as he was being pulled away by his doting girlfriend.
You walk through the party staring around at the room full of people, Cole's hand is holding yours, and it feels as if your skin is burning. You are pretty sure you see Jack Antonoff somewhere in the crowd, but before you can look too closely, you hear a voice you know all too well travel from the kitchen.
“Well if it isn't the life of the party finally arriving,” Matty began, shamelessly staring you up and down, “y/n! My darling, how are you!” he said, very clearly ignoring the man currently gripping your hard so hard you're sure there will be finger-shaped bruises tomorrow.
You managed to wrench your hand away from Cole and stroll up to Matty, he wolf whistles as you walk across the kitchen to him and you feel your cheeks heat up at his shameless flirting. You try not to read too much into it, knowing what he's like.
Having been friends with Matty for the better part of a decade means you know what he's like, always ready to chat up anyone as soon as he gets a few drinks in him. Hell, you're pretty sure you've seen him trying to pull Ross on a few occasions when he'd had too many tequila shots.
“Wow darling, you have truly outdone yourself this time,” Matty said, his jaw practically on the ground. He stuck his hand out towards you indicating for you to grab it. You tentatively grip his hand only to be spun around on the spot by the curly-headed man. A light giggle escaped your lips and Matty felt his heart constrict on the spot.
Considering he was hopelessly and irrevocably in love with you, that was to be expected.
“This might be the best you've ever looked sweetheart, going to have men throwing themselves at you all night. Maybe a few girls too” Matty said, throwing you a wink with a teasing click of his tongue.
He actually wanted nothing less than to see men draping themselves over you but he couldn't help but compliment you whenever he got the chance, he always saw it as a way to confess his love without having to say those words.
Cole strolled over and pulled your hand out of Matty's grip, if you were honest you had forgotten you were holding it. It was then Matty realised there was indeed one thing worse than seeing men fawn over you, it was seeing your idiot boyfriend act like he owned you all night.
“Alright, Matty?” greeted Cole, clenching his teeth and nodding his head at the shorter man. The anger bubbling beneath the surface was clear to you and Matty, the latter couldn't help but get one last jab in at Cole.
“Hi, Cole.” Matty said dryly, “You are one lucky bastard mate, what other girl would dress this beautifully for a party at a friend's house” he finished his statement by throwing a smirk in your direction.
You heard Cole mutter under his breath and tensed, knowing what was coming. Suddenly a gush of vitriol came spewing out your boyfriend's mouth directed at Matty.
“Listen here you scrawny little shit-” began Cole leaning in and towering over the man below him who despite what was expected of him, stood his ground and started up at Cole with an unbothered look on his face.
You quickly got between the two men, placing your hand on Cole's chest and pushing away. You could feel his rapidly beating heart beneath your palm, it scared you how familiar this situation was for you. Having pushed Cole away from far too many fights in your short relationship.
“Cole just leave it, Matty is my friend. Please don't be an asshole,” you say desperately staring up at the man in front of you, hoping your eye contact would calm him down.
“An asshole?” scoffed Cole condescendingly, “fuck you y/n, I can't deal with this prick any more. I'm leaving” Cole finished his sentence by storming off out the front door, slamming it behind him. Luckily the booming music meant no one saw his childish outburst.
Tears sprung to your eyes as you stared in the direction he left. Why the fuck did he act like this, you remember falling for him. He was the perfect man, with flowers and gifts all the time. He planned dates and surprised you all the time.
Yet as the months dragged on he became a man you didn't recognise. Slowly he became controlling, it started with small things, something as simple as what tea brand you buy but soon it changed into everything. What you wore, who you spoke to, when you went out.
Your friends were drifting apart from you, but Cole assured you it was a good thing. They weren't worth your time anyway. When this invite came through, you almost immediately denied it, assuming Cole would never let you go, but to your shock, he agreed. What a good choice that seemed now.
You ran after your boyfriend, quickly followed by Matty close behind. You caught Cole’s shoulder as he walked over the grass outside George’s house. You briefly noticed how nice the flowers were, making a mental note to compliment them when you returned to the party.
Matty stood at the door watching you plead and beg your boyfriend to stay. Catching bits and pieces from where he stood, he began to walk closer when he saw Cole wrench his arm out of your grip for the third time, worried he was about to hurt you.
“Please Cole it's just Matty being Matty. If you knew him like I do, you would know it means nothing. Please” you cried and begged the man in front of you, watching his nostrils flare and the vein in his forehead grow with each passing moment.
“Oh fuck off y/n,” he spat angrily at you, “if you can't see that he's madly in fucking love with you then you're even more stupid than I thought.” he finished with a glare behind you and stormed off and this time you didn't follow. You stood in shock.
The cold air seemed to catch up to you then, the heat of the moment had been keeping you warm. The breeze blew through you as you curled in on yourself, tears streaming down your cheeks. A hand from behind reached forward and gripped your shoulder. You shrugged it off and turned around to see who it was, despite knowing exactly who you'd see.
“Dont touch me, Matty,” you say staring at him with a resentful tone to your voice, “Why do you do that. Why do you flirt with me when he's there. You know he gets jealous” you shout at the curly-headed man who scoffs and shakes his head at your comments.
“He gets jealous?” Matty shouts back incredulously, “he's a fucking dick y/n! All he does is put you down and walk around acting like he owns you! Why are you even with that asshole?” he finishes with a shout, his chest heaves with effort.
“It's not like I have many options is it Matty!?” you shout back, staring questioningly at the man a few feet in front of you. Matty stares back at you with a disbelieving look on his face, “Oh, don't look at me like that,” you say with a wave of your hand, “Am I just too unlovable, is that it?! Am I just so inherently unlovable that I'm stuck with men like that my whole life?!” you scream at him, black tears drip off your chin onto the ground below you as you drop your head.
“I love you!" he shouts back with wet eyes and a heavy chest.
Your head shot back up at his words, "No you don't. Stop. don't say that, Matty, it's not funny, " you whisper back at him, staring blankly.
“I do, please I do,” he says walking towards you. You take a step back as he approaches. Not believing what is happening.
“Please just- stop okay” Matty pleads with you, you stand still as he walks closer, and soon he is in front of you staring down into your eyes.
He briefly admires your eyelashes, heavy with tears. And your glossy eyes staring up at him.
“Please let me just speak okay, let me explain how serious I am. Please.” he pleads with you, your small nod makes him continue.
He then breaks down and explains when he realised he was in love, and how it fucked with his mind endlessly.
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matty can still distinctly remember when he first realised he loved you. It wasn't during some big dramatic moment, there was no celebration, cake, or streamers. just you.
It was when you all went into the countryside for Adam's birthday, you rented a cottage for you all to stay in. All Adam wanted to do for his big day was get pissed and make music in this beautiful house and you were all more than happy to oblige.
It was midday when Matty woke up draped over a sofa still in his clothes from the night before. He hissed as the light hit his eyes, not entirely sure why the world would punish him at that moment.
He looked around and saw everyone in a similar situation to him. Poor George was cramped in a small armchair, Matty having taken the only place the giant could've slept comfortably.
The birthday boy himself was sprawled on the floor, wrapped in the rug with Carly lying on his chest. Ross and Waughy were lying in a similar pose on the other side of the coffee table, but with a very small Jamie squished between the two of them.
Matty couldn't help but notice the lack of one person, always seeming to notice when you weren't in a room. He was always drawn to you, and at that point, he didn't quite know why.
Before he could sit on that thought too long everyone else began to stir, a cacophony of groans and grumbles soon came out of the severely hungover group.
"Am I dead? " croaked out Adam, already hacking up a lung at having spoken 3 words earning him a whine and a slap from his sleeping wife.
"No mate," Matty began, "just hungover in our 30's. Does anyone want a cuppa?" he asked, knowing the answer would be a resounding yes.
He stumbled into the kitchen with a mental order for 4 cups of tea, 2 coffees and one "go fuck yourself" for George. He really was a grump when hungover.
Once again he hissed at the light once he entered the kitchen and began looking for the window that was causing the awful beam.
But he stopped in his tracks once he saw you, you had obviously snuck away at some point this morning without waking anyone else.
You sat in the small nook below the window, a pink blanket was tossed over your bare legs as you stared out and the garden, wishing you could live here forever.
You didn't hear Matty come into the kitchen, so you stayed blissfully unaware of the man currently staring at you in a state of shock.
The glow of the sun reflected on your face, illuminating your features. Matty stared as the sunlight danced across your cheeks. He could see your eyes skittering over the garden, no doubt scouting out a place to sit and read later. He followed the flutter of your eyelashes down to your cheeks, somehow perfectly pink and full despite a night of drinking. If Matty hadn't seen you drink 4 shots last night, he would have never believed you could've had a single drop of alcohol.
Matty thought to himself at that moment, "Oh shit. I'm in love with her," when he saw you there.
He's never felt more cliche, but it was as if lightning had stuck him where he stood. But once he knew, he realised it had never been hidden. Every stolen touch, every lingering glance was a confession of love.
Matty yearned for you. Your melodic laugh that you insisted was a cackle, your bashful smile as you try not to preen over someone's compliments (usually his), the red that decorates your cheeks every time you drink a little bit too much wine. He craved it all.
Every part of him was made for loving you. It was the easiest thing he's ever had to do.
The realisation almost bowled him over, he gripped the corner of the kitchen counter to ground himself. He stared in awe, just watching you breathe as you stared out the window.
Soon, a wave of nausea reminded him of his purpose, and he busied himself making the myriad of teas he had promised everyone. Even managing to speak up to offer you one, but that realisation never left him.
As Matty recounted that story he saw your eyes get misty with tears, the words were flowing out of him and he couldn't stop before telling you another time he felt sick with his love for you.
He told you about the holiday in France you all took, 3 months after he realised he was ridiculously in love with you. But it was also 2 months into your relationship with Cole, and Matty had just begun to stitch himself back together.
The stitches were wonky and misplaced, he bled beneath them whenever he saw you together. But he was trying. He continued to try and fix his weeping wound, despite deep down knowing the only real fix was not seeing you, but how could he not?
He watched the waves crash over your form in the ocean, you were wildly laughing as you almost tumbled over from the force. The straps of your swimsuit nearly become untied from the crash of the waves.
When you had strolled out earlier in your suit, Matty felt his heart skitter, a simple black suit to most, but to Matty, it made his palms sweaty and his stomach leap.
The thin straps crossed over your shoulders and met behind your neck. A neck matty though would look so beautiful marked up, by him especially. The waist of the suit hugged you perfectly, making Matty dizzy at the sight of your curves. It sat low in the centre of your chest, and your glowing skin teased him mercilessly.
He felt his hands twitch at his sides when Cole ran over to you, bowling you over and pulling you into the salty waves behind you.
He thought, if it were him with you he would have slid up behind you, wrapped his hands around your waist and kissed your neck. Taking the brute force of the waves himself and letting you stand without worry of falling over.
He'd brush your sandy hair to one side and bury his face in the other. He'd breathe you in, the jasmine perfume you always wore would override his senses and he'd bury his nose deeper. He'd smile bashfully at your giggles and teasing, leaving small pecks that only caused you to laugh more.
But he wasn't doing any of that.
He was sitting on a towel watching you fight in the waves with the man who had everything he wanted but had no idea. He decided then and there a small bit of flirting wouldn't hurt anyone.
Well, it would hurt him, but matty chose to push that down and bottle it up. Knowing it would rip open his wound but he would rather slowly bleed to death with you than heal without you near him.
As Matty finished that story he saw you itching to say something, he quickly finished what he needed to say and prepared for the inevitable rejection.
"So I started just… flirting. nothing too much, just enough to get your cheeks to colour and Coles fists to clench. Just enough to brighten you up again. I missed you being bright sweetheart."
Matty tensed as he finished as if preparing for you to scream at him.
You stared blankly at the man in front of you, his months of pining were lost on you.
Of course, you noticed the flirting, everyone noticed the flirting. It was Matty, you're sure he'd have chemistry with a wooden broom if he tried. You'd more than noticed it, it had quickly become a guilty pleasure of yours to relive what he said to you.
So guilty that perhaps once or twice your hand slid down your body at the thought of Matty whispering those same comments in your ear. But that was normal, you assured yourself.
People in relationships thought about another man's curls tickling your face as he kissed your pulse point. Everyone thought of another man's voice whispering filthy comments into your ears. Obviously, everyone thought about the feeling of those same curls between their legs, and how good it would feel to grip and pull at them. To grind against his pretty face.
You shook those thoughts out of your head and looked at Matty again, you saw the fear and desperation on his face. You took a small step forward and he stepped back, copying your actions from before.
“What are you doing,” he said suspiciously, panting from pouring his heart out so quickly.
“Would you just stay still you idiot?” you say, giving him a small smile. He tilted his head questioningly but followed your request, your next step forward brought you chest to chest with him.
Before you could think too hard, you leaned in and pressed your lips together. So gentle it almost wasn't a touch, but it was and it was real. Matty couldn't believe it was fucking real.
Any chance of catching your breath was lost as Matty shot forward catching you in a passionate kiss that almost had you falling backwards if it wasn't for him desperately grabbing at you.
Your hands shot to his hair, scratching the nape of his neck with your nails as you pulled at the unkempt curls that sat there. A groan bubbles out from deep within Matty's chest and you slip your tongue into his mouth as it does, only causing another groan to leave him and his grip to tighten.
You briefly see a flash of the door opening behind Matty but pay it no mind, too wrapped up in the man in front of you.
Charli and George stood with their heads out the door, peeking out and staring at the pair of you and giggling like schoolchildren. Their laughter gets the better of you and soon you break too, laughing at their infectious and poorly suppressed snickers.
Matty turned around and scolded the pair for staring, “Oi! fuck off you two! Ruining a proper romantic moment here!” the smile on his face made it clear any harness in his voice was nothing but a ruse.
You giggle and press your face into Matty's neck, breathing him in unabashedly and revelling in the scent of his cologne mixed with cigarettes.
He turns back to you and the pair of you stare into the eyes of the other, watching the love dance over each other's faces.
#matty healy fanfiction#matty healy x reader#matty healy#matty healy fanfic#matty healy fluff#this was another request and i hope its okayyyyy#how did i write 3.7k and still hate every word... that must be a record.#hope y'all like ittttt
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timewarp!twilight: a time travel au
[throughout the series, Bella Swan has prophetic dreams that reveal her future (or present predicament) in cryptic ways. but tho Bella can peek forward in time, her true power lies in the past.]
time first unzips when James sinks his teeth into Bella at the ballet studio.
the burning in her veins overwhelms her. for a delirious moment she seizes from venom & bleeds out on a hospital room's tile floor where her mother is giving birth. to her.
the Cullens barge into the studio. Bella's writhing on the ground. they never see the warp. a stunned James is defeated.
Bella says nothing, chalking it up to a near-death experience. ofc she can't unravel the fabric of time lol like what?? who does that???
over summer, night terrors haunt her when Edward is away.
the "good" dreams give her flashes of the future. wolves. light. cliffs. a stone antechamber. red hair. a casket.
it's the nightmares she fears the most.
her PTSD-fueled flashbacks feel so real, she unzips time to escape James's attack & wakes up in random places as if sleepwalking.
at first they're tiny jumps. a few minutes back. then several months before she meets Edward. then the day Renee leaves Charlie with Bella in tow.
the night after her disastrous birthday party, her nightmare dumps her in the back alley of a neon-lit diner.
this isn't home. not 2006, not 1996, not 1986, even...
disoriented, she stumbles in and sits at the counter. the folded newspaper by the napkin dispenser, the Philadelphia Herald, reads March 3rd, 1950.
oh god.
when she looks up, a familiar pixie-haired vampire stares back at her with moony gold eyes.
"you've kept me waiting a long time," says Alice, pushing a plate of pancakes toward her.
time zips. back in bed. morning. 2006. Bella scrambles to school to tell Edward about the time skips.
ofc, it's hard to speak when you're being sucker-punched in the gut by your first love's painful breakup monologue.
instead of confessing, Bella says goodbye.
October. November. December. January.
as the wolves shift and Laurent stops in for a visit snack, Forks gets all gunked up with paranormal vibes. Bella warps further back for longer periods. 1935. 1933. 1911. 1863.
luckily, she often crosses paths with the Cullens. as humans, she knows, they won't remember her. it's cathartic to see them, if only for a few moments...but it's never enough.
she pulls increasingly dangerous stunts to keep traveling. motorcycling. chasing wolves. stalking vampires. on & on.
Bella dives off a cliff to chase the visions.
she smacks the water & warps to 1918.
human Edward Masen immediately falls in love with a drenched & shivering Bella Swan. over the evening, she falls in love with him. again. ugh.
but was it a time skip, or a near-death experience? she wakes up coughing water, Jake breathing life into her on the beach.
Alice returns. with a renewed love for Edward (ugh), Bella jets off to Italy to save him & meet the Volturi.
back in forks, the vote ignites a fiery rage she'd buried for months.
how could they do this to her? how could they break her heart & leave her behind when she needed them?? did they even stop to think about Laurent??? the wolves?! VICTORIA?!!
just as she lunges for Edward to rip his stupid face off, time unzips in front of them & she vanishes.
further back than she's ever gone.
London. 1640s.
human Carlisle tries using a silver cross to defend himself against a starving vampire while Bella looks on.
when the vampire's eyes find hers, the horror of what Bella has been doing settles in like a dense fog.
with each time skip, Bella seals their fate.
not only is Bella the thread that ties the Cullens together in time, but Bella aligns the stars for every member to become a vampire.
in the 1640s, she is the scent that pulls the starving vampire away from Carlisle.
in 1863, María sees Bella's warp & pursues her until she finds confederate Jasper Hale on his way to Galveston.
in 1911, her time skip startles 16 y.o. Esme out of a tree, breaking the girl's leg. she is treated by Dr. Cullen.
in 1918, a cold & wet Bella gives Edward the flu.
in 1933, Carlisle spots Bella on his way home from the hospital & finds her so eerily familiar he calls out & rushes to catch up. frightened by the commotion, Royce et al leave a dying Rosalie in the street.
in 1935, warping into a forest pisses off a huge black bear. Emmett saves her & subsequently gets mauled.
in 1950, she listens to Alice tell the story of her only human memory: prophesizing as a little girl about the "lady in the blue jeans" who comes to visit, to the horror & disgust of her superstitious parents. they throw her in an insane asylum.
now, in 2006, she reappears & falls at the Cullens' feet. her face reflects their looks of shock.
it was her. it was always her.
& all because she ditched Alice & Jasper to confront James at the ballet studio.
"oh god," she whispers from the floor in a broken voice. tears blur her vision. Bella looks up at the family of vampires. "i think i've made a terrible mistake."
#fuckmeyer legacy post#twilight#twilight fanfiction#twilight renaissance#bella swan#edward cullen#GUESS WHAT I FOUND IT'S MY FIC I FOUND IT AYAYAYAYA#so UFCKING HAPPY I FOUND THIS#this & In the Afterlight & the jasper/maria prequel are literally the only longfics i will/would ever write for this fandom#i dream about writing this fic OFTEN#any interest?#i know time travel fics can be kinda meh so genuinely asking. im not into the time travel au genre so not sure what's been done
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I Really Can't Do This Anymore
Edward Cullen x Reader
⚠️: angst,suicide, heartbreak, abandonment and insecurities.
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*Flashback*
-I look at Edward still in shock after his sudden decision- You can't do this to me Edward, not now when I need you most. Please don't leave, don't leave me too, Edward.
-Even after having spent months without shedding tears, at this moment they do not stop, the tears wet my sweater and ruin that makeup that I painstakingly did in the morning in the desire to continue feeling enough for this man who leaves me today. without coherent explanations.-
I just can't go on with this, you have to understand me. - Edward says with a certain sadness in his voice, almost as if he wanted to cry.-
-As soon as he finishes saying that, he turns around with his back to me and disappears among the trees of the forest, he leaves, leaving me in the middle of nowhere, he leaves with my heart and my life in the middle.-
*End of flashback*
-Since that tragic day, 4 months and 8 days have passed. Everything stopped being worth it, everything feels so unreal and foreign to me, the energy left my soul and now I am just a lump between 4 walls. Everything seems to have asked for meaning, since that man was my reason for living, he was the calm in the storm, with him I discovered the world and I discovered myself, he took me to heaven and released me to reality. Without him I am nothing, without him life is nothing, everything that he made me heal now hurts again like before.-
I Really Can't Do This Anymore
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-Today we should have celebrated our first year as a couple, and it is so difficult to assimilate that everything I dreamed of and had for such a short time, left as if it were a season. I really can't do this anymore and I don't plan to. So today, with all my pain and my tears, I have decided to give up on everything, from Edward, from love, from pain... I have decided to give up everything I am and what I have, I must put an end to this pain.-
-With all the courage that I have left and after 4 months, I leave the house and begin my path to that cliff that I had been warned a thousand and one times not to go near. With all the tranquility in the world, I walk to the windowsill and ignoring my fear of heights, I take a breath.-
-My face feels cold, my legs want to give in and my breathing becomes more and more agitated at the idea of never seeing the light again, at the memory of that love that took away my fears and life at its mercy. time. I look at the sky without wanting to think anymore and I let my body weaken as much as my heart, I close my eyes at all times, even when the cold invades my body, that cold that enveloped me physically so many nights when he consoled me and promised me a Better tomorrow, that cold and humidity that I felt countless times as a child when playing with my mother and sister under the autumn rain that fell from the sky, that cold that I felt at night due to my stubbornness of not wearing a sweater on any occasion. Anxiety comes shortly after, but I remember hearing as a child that it was a defense mechanism, which I didn't want to use now. Strangely quickly everything becomes dark and in front of me only all those few happy memories that I had during my few years of life appear. The air leaves my body and along with it...my life.-
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Dude, I don't know where this came from, my therapist must know hahaha BTW I hope you liked it a lot and don't cry as much as I did :)
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Carlisle Cullen x Bella (Reader)
Part 1
Notes: Idk I was so bored lmaoaoa
Warnings: Dirty asf, SMUTTT, oral sex and blood (not blood kink tho), Carlisle being hot
Word count: 1.9k
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I felt so much guilt. Maybe it was the way that the muscular boy in front of me gazed into my eyes. His chocolate brown iris’ melted into mine as he gazed at me with concern.
It was no secret that Jacob was infatuated with me, hell, even Rosalie brought it to my attention a couple times. My heart always cracked a little each time I’d turn him away.
“I’m fine, Jake. It’s just a little cut.” I reassure him. My attempt at dispelling his fear was void. He gripped the cloth at my wound, which was oozing with crimson horror.
“If you’re really that concerned, take me to Carlisle. He’ll h-“ “Are you kidding me?” The werewolf cut me off.
“I’m not taking you to those freaks! They’ll drain you dry.” He exclaimed, eyebrows furrowing.
“You know they aren’t like that, Jacob.” I attempt to stay calm. Edward and Jacob have always been at odds, so convinced that the other is this monster whose only purpose is to cause me harm.
“Bells… if you think what you need right now is a… blood sucker… I will take you. But I want you to know that I am not leaving your side.” He said slowly, and I nodded, absorbing every word.
Jacob was silent the whole ride over to the Cullens. I could tell he was angry by the way he clenched his jaw, the way his knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel with vigor.
Believe it or not, I really had no intention of stressing Jacob out. It was my decision to want to go to the Cullens. Even though Jake is insecure about my previous relationship with Edward, Edward isn’t really the person he should worry about. We ended things about a month ago… for the better of course.
The tall vampire stood outside his modern home as we pulled up, almost as if he knew we were on our way. I cautiously open the car door, and get out of the vehicle. The cloth that was wrapped around my wound squelched with every press of the fabric, crimson liquid daring to seep out of the fibers. I gave Edward a questioning look as I held the cloth to my torn skin.
Golden eyes danced between Jacob and I, he didn’t know which look to address first. “Alice…” he mumbled, revealing that the petite vampire had a premonition of my little accident. Great… someone else had to witness that.
The door swung open, revealing a certain pale, blond, vampire doctor that had recently been the main character of all my dreams. My heart leapt in my chest at the sight of him. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, exposing the veins that ran up his forearm.
Flashbacks of last night’s dream came crashing down on me. My eyes clouded as I remembered gazing at Carlisle, his toned body on top of mine. I knew this Carlisle was merely a figment of my own imagination, but damn it felt good to even picture it. To hear him say my name over and over again.
Bella… Bella… “Bella!”
Jacob exclaimed, shaking my shoulders, forcing me to exit my dazed state. “God damn!” He yelled in relief as I finally responded to his attempts to bring me back to reality. I took a look around me. We’re inside now? “Okay, Jacob. I think it’s time to give Bella some space and let me take a look at this wound here.” Carlisle said softly, his velvety voice made me slowly melt.
“I’m not leaving her alone!” Jacob retaliated. God, can he shut up. “I’m fine, Jake.”
It was sweet of Jacob to be so concerned but I really was not in danger. Especially not with Carlisle.
Jacob glared at me, flickering his gaze to Carlisle before turning around and slamming the door. I sighed at his discourteousness. “I’m sorry about him… he’s just…” I begin to apologize to the wise man before me.
“Territorial.. almost like a wolf.” He finishes my sentence with a light hearted chuckle before continuing. “It’s quite alright Bella… Let's see what we have here.” He said, carefully removing the red stained cloth.
“Do you mind sharing what happened?” He asked softly.
“I was out in the woods with Jake… I… slipped on some rocks.” I say, struggling to make out the words under the pressure of his gorgeous honey eyes boring holes into my entire being.
“Good thing is, I don’t think you’ll need stitches. Just a couple bandages and you should be on your way.” He said with a small smile, eyes trailing off. “I noticed some blood on your shirt… do you have another wound?”
I did.
“Oh.. It’s probably nothing.” I laughed nervously.
“Come on, Bella. If you’re injured, I need to take a look.” He said somewhat sternly. The tone of his voice sent shivers up my spine.
My hands shakily removed my top, pulling it over my head to reveal more skin. Goosebumps rose against the surface of my bare arms and stomach as my upper body now merely wore a bra.
My arms wrapped around my body as he gazed down at me.
“Bella, I am a doctor. There is so need to be ashamed.” He coaxed, slowly easing my arms away from my body. The wire of my bra painfully clamped over the wound.
Carlisle’s large hands came up, cautiously hovering around my back. “May I?”
I nodded, maybe a little too eagerly. One hand alone unclasped the 3 hooks in the back and the padded material fell to my lap. My exposed nipples harden immediately at the touch of the cool air.
A small breath escaped my lungs as I was now topless in front of the eldest vampire.
He’s a doctor, Bella. There’s no other reason for him to be doing this. But here, half exposed in front of him just felt so right… even if it wasn’t.
The large man slowly dropped to his knees. I shifted uncomfortably on the table as his fingertips softly grazed the underside of my right breast, examining the small gash underneath.
My skin blazed with a trail of passion where he touched me as he lightly circled the wound with his pointer finger. His other large hand came up to rest on my hip.
“Hmm… doesn’t look too deep.” He almost whispered, yellow eyes peering up at me from his kneeling position on the ground.
His honey eyes dropped from my gaze, right down to my breasts as if he were taking in every detail. The vampire’s throat bobbed as he gulped before swiftly standing up and breaking eye contact with my exposed bosom.
It didn’t take long for me to notice the peculiar sight in front of me. The growing tent in his trousers, an ironically human feature, was quite eye-catching.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he said quickly as to avoid any awkward silences. I nodded as he returned to his kneeling position.
“I hear things didn’t work out between you and Edward.” He diverted, grabbing a warm, damp cloth to gently swipe it over the torn area of skin. The motion stung the wound and I found myself biting my bottom lip to keep from hissing out. Carlisle continued to steadily sterilize the wound.
“Edward’s a good guy,” I say, not daring to move my eyes as I studied his every move. “It’s just better this way.”
He raises his eyebrow as his free hand digs into my hip. “Well what else would you need from a man?”
I scoff at him, only taking my eyes off of him to roll them sarcastically. “Uhh, I think there’s a lot more on my checklist than just being a nice person.”
Carlisle chuckled as if he found amusement from my discomfort. “I can understand that,” He said, grabbing a bandage and ripping the paper cover on it. He strategically placed it over the gash. “Besides, I’m not one to talk about relationships with the state my marriage is in.”
My eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he rose to his feet once again. “What do you mean?” I ask him, to which a solemn smirk spread across his lips.
“I think you know, Bella.”
Why would I know? If I knew then I wouldn't ask…
Sensing the confusion still displayed on my features, Carlisle sighs. “My wife is many things, but she is not clueless.” He stated, inching toward me agonizingly slowly.
“She’s not dumb.” He moves his body closer to mine until the tent in his pants pushed against my clothed core, achingly.
He leaned down, so close. His face was inches from mine. “She knows that something…someone… has been on my mind… and I just can’t seem to get them out.” He whispered. I could smell the fresh mintiness of his breath as he dipped in ever so slowly, planting a sweet kiss on my lips.
The embrace was warm and slow at first. Our lips moved in perfect synchronization. I could feel the cravings deep within my soul being satisfied as his tongue darted out to deepen the kiss.
I could feel his icy hands making their way to the hem of my pants, fingers dancing around the edge. His two digits dipped down below the fabric of my pants and panties, making immediate contact with my aching heat, a significant contrast to the chill of his skin.
Carlisle seemed to swallow my soft moans as he slowly rubbed me from inside my clothes.
A wince left my vacant mouth as the vampire pulled away, trailing his mouth down my neck and collarbones, right to my breasts.
He took one in his mouth right away, working his tongue around the pebbled skin as he kneaded the other with his free hand.
Ecstasy overcame my body as more pleasure was being delivered to me than I thought was humanly possible.
Better than Edward for sure.
Carlisle removed his mouth from my chest, trailing his sloppy kisses down my stomach. Removing his hands from my arousal, he swiftly yanked my pants and panties down in one go, returning to his knees for the third time tonight.
My knees were propped up, resting on the older man’s muscular shoulders. His face was so close to my entrance; I could feel his breath fanning on my glistening folds as he eyed me carefully. His tongue darted out, licking a stripe up my blazing heat. I almost cried out in agony, barely stopping to remember that there were vampires and a werewolf outside with advanced hearing.
Carlisle chuckled against my swollen core, sending vibrations swirling around my body in the most delicious way as his mouth began to attack my tender flesh.
His tongue expertly lapped at my clit and I struggled to contain the sounds that were persistently spilling from my lips. The tension burned deep within my stomach as I tensed up, never wanting this feeling to stop.
Carlisle’s face was buried between my legs as my heat began to spasm, becoming overridden with pleasure. One hand tangled in Carlisle’s straight, blond hair as the other came up to clamp my mouth shut while I road out my high, Carlisle’s tongue eagerly lapping at the liquid that oozed out of me.
His mouth finished cleaning me off as I lay on the flat surface, chest still heaving.
I shot straight up as a sturdy knock sounded at the door. “What’s taking so long in there?” Jake yelled through the wooden barrier. Carlisle handed me my clothes and I swiftly slipped them on just in time before Jacob barged through.
I was fully aware of the blush on my face, the redness of my lips.
“She’ll be fine. Nothing major.” Carlisle said, glancing at me, before exiting the room we committed those acts in just moments ago.
What the hell just happened?
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the epilogue!! I hadn't even had chance to gush about hour 24 and the epilogue is already here! both are just so amazing. I'm actually really glad for the time difference because I have woken up in the best mood now because of this🖤🖤
Him coming straight back for her in the last hour was just perfect. They get thier movie moment and it's so satisfying, 'I'm not very good with giving you space, it seems' 😍 very Edward Cullen 'I'm tired of trying to stay away from you' and I mean that as a huge compliment because I really did love twilight back in the day 🙈 And then the way she kisses him in between talking smack about him, just like he did to her the first time! Think this was my favourite part, besides her slapping Steve and Eddie immediately becoming scary dog. Or maybe Steve getting all flustered at the thought of them doing stuff. All of it was just perfect. Did the ending change for you as you continued writing, or did you have it planned that way from the beginning? I love how he uses the same line from the prologue, 'the feelings mutual' don't mind me, just swooning over here 🖤
And then the epilogue! Awe my gosh it was the perfect mix of everything that's happened in this fic. The pining and yearning is still there because they're hiding it from the others, both of them wanting to just come clean and be out in the open with eachother but not being ready. And her hiding how she's in love with him now. Hiding it from their friends because she's still hiding how she feels about him. Genius. And then the humour and just how well they fit together and how they sass eachother. I love it so much. Plus the smut 🔥 the best part of the smut, the part he was more desperate for than anything else when they were in his kitchen. Loved that you did that. Hot and romantic all at once 🖤
Eddie being so worried about keeping it from Nancy was really sweet, it makes it really clear that their friendship is such a good one, like when R says later on about them combining the best parts of eachother. Plus Nancy just knowing that things had changed. Maybe due Eddie's sudden lack of pining about R to her. Or just that it's in her nature to notice things. It's a really great part of this story, Steve and Robin's friendship is obviously written a ton due to the show, but I really like how you gave Eddie a similar platonic relationship of his own. I also like how Nancy confirms that Eddie talked about her a whole lot, even when sober. mainly because of Steve saying to her during that phone call that Eddie didn't really talk about her at all, it just wasn't to Steve.
The photo! 😍 Aaahh this was so precious. Him mentioning pictures especially at the phone shop and then him choosing that photo as his lock screen, he's just so slushy for her I can't stand it. found it hilarious that he purposefully let her wear his shirt to meet them, maybe wanting her to be the one to out them, but then it's him showing off the phone 🤣 and then neither of them are really sorry for it. My heart is bursting!
But. My absolute favourite part of this was the flashback to when he goes to get her, how she explains that she doesn't want or need to start over. That their past is just as important as their future and they shouldn't disregard it or forget. Not to hold on to the awful parts but because it means they know eachother now. At least that's how I take it, her saying that felt just as important as her 'I love you'. Making him realise again that even with all that they went through she'd never want to forget him or not chose him, like he was so worried about from the very start. It was the perfect thing to say to him. Such great writing, honestly.
I can't believe it's over already! You should be so proud, 100% not too much or unrealistic. Perfect. I'm so glad we all watched a random Netflix show and it inspired all this. Can't wait to get stuck back into Mordor and catch up. Much love! 🖤🖤
bat 😭😭😭
i can’t explain how much your long comments have always made my day, not even just with this fic but with shire as well. the fact you take time out of your day to let me into your brain after you’ve read just makes my lil writer’s heart so happy. it’s like, i kinda cracked open my skull and went “hey, here’s what’s inside!” and you just don’t hesitate to do the same right back and gah 😭 thank you so fucking much. i adore you.
there is so much to say here, but you pretty much hit all of the nails on the head. yes, 1000% i adored giving nancy and eddie that platonic friendship similar to robin and steve (nancy deserves to have more guy friends who aren’t turned into love interests in my opinion), i loved writing how eddie and r’s dynamic both changed but also really managed to stay the same, and i really loved bringing that flashback up. i think that’s the important part: they can’t erase that night. it’s part of their story. if i were r, i wouldn’t want to erase it — eddie may have already been in love with her, but that night was her getting to fall in love with him (or at least begin to).
as for the question of how the ending changed… the short answer is, no. i always knew i wanted to end with them on a good note. choosing each other despite all the shit that went down.
but the long answer? yes, it changed so very much. originally, hour 24’s events would be the epilogue. originally, the final hours between those two were going to be very angsty. for a very long time, eddie’s confession was going to be very different. a lot more vague and lot more left unsaid. there was meant to be an entire hour that would only be a singular line of “eddie didn’t return to the apartment for the entire hour.” in which he completely walked out on her after indirectly admitting he was in love with her.
the honest truth is i got more attached to their story than i had planned. similar situation has happened with mordor. i tend to plan a lot of my fics to have fairly sad/angsty endings, and i’ve always been that way as a writer in every fandom i’ve ever been in, but something about eddie makes it impossible for me to not give him a happy ending.
in every timeline, in every universe, in every situation — i just want to give him a happy ending.
and maybe some of my fics would be more epic or impactful if i stuck with those sad endings, but i think eddie went through enough in canon, and i think real life is cruel enough as it is. i think we all deserve soft epilogues. i think eddie deserves them, those of us who write him deserve them, and those of us who read the stories deserve them. idk. i’m getting a little overly sentimental but… yeah. i think i just want to write 100 happy endings for this fictional idiot, probably more, and i hope you all enjoy it as much as i do.
cheers to the fact we all decided to watch this random netflix show, and cheers to all the beauty and wonderfulness, all the love, that has come from it. 🥂🖤
#thank u ily <3#bat 🦇#24 hours#mordor if you squint#because lord knows mordor’s original ending has been scrapped and i’ve officially decided on a much softer ending#and you know what? i’d write 100 happy endings for all of you just as i do eddie#everyone deserves some happiness and love#i’m getting ooey gooey how gross to admit i’m just so soft for all of it#i’m feeling make it stop
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Guys!!!!
The Twilight remake is gonna be an animated series!!!!
It was just announced yesterday.
Oh my god, this is perfect. They can do so many things that the OG franchise couldn’t do, like give us quality vampire sparkling, supernatural beauty and speed, and if they stick with canon, a muuuuuch better Renesmee aging process. And they can make the characters look like anything or anyone! Maybe they’ll stay close to book accurate descriptions or maybe they’ll shake things up and give us a diverse cast.
I was already excited for the show because it’s more Twilight content, but this… oh, this brings me joy. I can’t WAIT to see what they do with this.
I hope it’s a gorgeous animation style that really makes Forks and even Phoenix come to life. I hope Bella looks soft and shy and awkward but also stubborn and confident, and that intriguing mix of average and beautiful, and then when she turns into a vampire, she’s so different it’s jarring—oh, and make the animation a little clearer and colorful, like we’re seeing it through her eyes (they could do something similar to the blue filter while she’s human; and then any time we’re in a vampire’s head, the blue/hazy filter goes away; omg yes please). I hope the Volturi are creepy. I hope they do the blood typing scene because I can see an animated version of that so clearly in my head, with Bella’s heart pounding and breath turning shallow and time slowing down as she realizes what’s happening. I want them to show blood. I want it dark and red and ominous but also beautiful. Make us see it from Bella’s perspective but also a vampire’s perspective. Make it terrifying but also tantalizing. Make the vampires VAMPIRES. And please, give us flashbacks!!! Slow down Bella and Edward’s relationships and even Bella’s arrival to Forks so we can see all of her relationships really develop (with Renee, Phil, Charlie, Billy and Jacob and even his sisters and some backstory for his mom, and then her human friends, and then of course the Cullens). And in between those slower scenes, take us back in time. Show Renee falling for Charlie then leaving him (ahhh the pain, and oh the potential for a parallel when Bella leaves), show Renee getting married to Phil, show Bella as a child taking care of the bills, show Charlie and Billy growing up—hell, show teenage Billy revealing the story about werewolves so that we get a twist of Charlie knowing about the supernatural welllll in advance, and then once Bella starts learning about supernatural things, show us the stories that Edward and the other vampires tell her. Show us Carlisle the vampire hunter and his no-good father, show Edward the vigilante, show Alice in the insane asylum, show us everything. Or as much as you can. Because sure, at its heart, Twilight is just about the romance, but the world is so RICH and we deserve to see it. We deserve to dive in deep and drink it all in.
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Ask one at a time. First one is jasper book vs jasper movie character. Then Rosalie book vs Rosalie movie.
Anon's referring to the time someone asked me for the difference between the movie characters and the book characters. I stared at them for a moment and pointed out that would be a mother of a post.
So apparently, we're compromising and picking just two at a time.
Alright.
Jasper Whitlock
Jasper from the books is a very stoic, relatively quiet, and very distant figure. Bella presumes he doesn't like her because he keeps his distance. He has very few conversations with her. The main ones are in Twilight, when he has a line telling Bella she's worth protecting, and then in Eclipse when Jasper reveals his backstory.
Before then he's a very intimidating figure as, while Edward doesn't speak of him often, he confesses that Jasper had been intent on killing her after the van. He's also the one to nearly eat Bella and she knows he had a 'different' past (until Eclipse when she gets what that fully was).
The man is tall, thin, covered in scars, and not prone to friendly expressions. He's intimidating as fuck.
Jasper from the movies is far more approachable and friendly. He doesn't stand out among the Cullens as an outsider, we see him talking with Bella in the hallway in New Moon, clearly very friendly with her and with a familiarity that implies that this is how they often interact. When he nearly devours her in New Moon, he looks... frankly he looks ridiculous.
In Eclipse it doesn't seem so much he's the authority in this or taking charge, as the movie throws us his backstory because it's time to throw us his backstory (Rosalie suffered a similar fate in this).
He's just sort of... there. I'm actually not sure why he's in the movie at all. To round out the Cullen numbers? Make sure the fans are pleased that Jasper wasn't forgotten? But he doesn't do anything and what was important about him is either removed or glossed over. He's just... the other Cullen guy. You know, the other other guy since we have Emmett as also "the other guy".
Friendly enough, jokes around with Emmett and Edward, talks with Bella.
Does he have scars? Oh, well, we're not going to see those.
The movies could have cut him completely and it would have made no difference to the end product we were delivered.
Rosalie Hale
Oh Rosalie, what have they done to you?
In Twilight we're introduced to Carlisle calling Rosalie "kitten" and Rosalie going "meow". This sets the stage for everything, I think. Rosalie suffers also from "what's the point of you?" in the film. Much of Bella's insecurity with Rosalie is cut and while Rosalie still keeps some of her lines asking why Bella's here, etc. they feel a bit forced.
She's there for Bella's visit to the house and didn't pointedly skip as she did in the book. While she makes a rude comment when she learns they made food for Bella for nothing (as she already ate) it's... not even that rude.
The big one though is her backstory. In the films it comes out of nowhere. Bella happens upon her, they sort of stare at each other, then Rosalie says, "HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT THE TIME I WAS GANG RAPED?" Rosalie gives us the whole story, complete with flashbacks of her doing Kill Bill style murders as The Bride, and... it's not clear what the point of her telling this story is. She sort of summarizes at the end "and now you should stay human" but it got lost during the whole story. It felt as if the writers desperately threw it in, knowing they needed to have it, but had cut all the context to have it in.
And that's Rosalie. Like Jasper, she's just sort of around and a shadow of her book self, she says the right things (mostly) at the right time, but the film distracts itself from how intimidated Bella is by her, Rosalie's reasons for wanting to remain human and her resentment of Bella for choosing everything she wouldn't without a care in the world.
This makes Rosalie's choice to aid Bella in Breaking Dawn meaningless and arbitrary. It feels like Rosalie's helping her because... it's time for Rosalie to help her. AND BABY!
TL;DR
As usual, the movies are terrible, news at eleven.
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"You've given them the semblance of a choice. That's enough".
Count on Lan to be honest about the lack of honesty, lmao
Alright so, I reached the end of the Wheel of Time last night, and it's honestly making me wonder why this series was eight episodes instead, I dunno, 13 or 22?
Looking back, if this was a mere miniseries, I could understand the truncated, "let's get to Point A to Point B" number of episodes. I mean, eight (as I remember) was the hardline definition of a miniseries if it wasn't six, five, four, three, or two.
The show spends a lot of time introducing new ideas, flashbacks, and whatnot. Some of it gets paid off alright, but the rest feels more like a "please renew us" ploy than anything beneficial to the story. I like the idea that this isn't just a basic generic fantasy world. That, at some point, the world reached a "Society If [Blank] Happened" type of reality, then I guess, did a whole walk backward into the Renaissance Fair. That's cool, I wanna see more of that idea explored in the story.
But, what was the point of that false dragon narrative outside of setting up the dynamics of the white tower (specifically, giving a lot of face time to the one Team Red character who's apparently supposed to represent Misandry (????), until Moraine threatens to snitch about her male side piece, which made me cackle)?
That's not a bad thing, but with the way the character got a whole intro, I would've assumed he would've got a lot more than "Mini-Boss demoted to Jobber".
They really dragged out the whole "Who is the Dragon Reborn" nonsense until the second to last episode, then revealed it with what feels like the intention to do a speedrun of a Souls Boss Battle, right down to the "Big Fight Separates the Group" bit.
I'm not really understanding the whole Nynaeve/Lan subplot. One character says, "She likes you", and there's almost zero interaction between these characters outside of homegirl's contempt and mistrust of him and Moraine. Maybe some fireside time with the other Warders. I viewed the latter as Nynaeave becoming a little less distrustful of people, but not a foundation for a romance.
I had half a suspicion they were gonna try to pair her off with Stephin (the white guy who lost his Channeler) before I even considered Lan was a potential love interest?
But now the last couple of episodes are like, "Welp, let's run with this" and on top of the doldrums that is Moraine's #1 Stan and Angry Ginger's drama (plus the guy who gutted his wife), I'm just not here for this nonsense. (Understandably, I know that moment was just friends slinging mud at each other, but they really went Felicity with the whole thing.)
Like, when the hell in the last six episodes before that comment was the audience supposed to pick on "Tsundre Nynaeve Has a Crush on Stoic Bodyguard and Edward Cullen Stalks Him Everywhere"?
(Makes no damn sense. It displeases me.)
On the other end of things, I kinda like how Moraine's story arc ended (as far as season one goes). Like, I didn't want her to lose her connection to the one power, but it also kinda felt like a consequence of every choice she's made in the show (so far). And, ironic (I guess????). Rosamund Pike really sold the loss, and Danie Henney made it worse with the "Can you unmute me, please?" And she's all ;_;
Throughout the show, she's had great chemistry with the five Ronin Warriors she picked up. The show certainly squandered the dynamic between Moraine and Angry Ginger (I wanna call him Josh, but that's the actor's name). That whole "Last Stand" against the Dark One would've been way more compelling if, again, the show's first season chose length over expediency.
(The Dark One could be an interesting character since Ginger didn't kill him but released him. But I get the feeling he's just gonna be a pretentious version of HEROES's Sylar, who was already up-his-own-ass to begin with if you get me.)
The show tries to incorporate that into the story. Moraine's general lack of interest in anyone except that one woman who trusts her immediately after learning about the One Power. How that sends her up Shit Creek when she realizes the Dragon is that one dude she ignored. To some degree, it works, but it also just feels like them covering their asses.
Ultimately, the end of the season felt, not like the end of a story chapter, but very television-y. Moraine saying, "This wasn't the last battle. This was just the beginning", threw me into a Dragon Ball Z flashback. Specifically, the one where Gohan hits SS2 and Dale Kelly (the OG DBZ narrator) is selling the "tune in next time!" moment.
I'll probably wait until the second season's done airing to watch all of it. Overall, Wheel of Time is a decent show. Not at all like Game of Thrones outside of how the writing seems to be taking visual cues from explicitly not white cultures and framing them in questionably malicious ways in contrast to the Eurocentric White Tower girlies.
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Twilight Meta—Chapter 14-16
In which Edward gives his and his families vampiric backstories (abbreviated, of course), the lovers share a bed together platonically, and once again Edward does things that both are and should be illegal…and not in a legal or moral sense either. Spoilers bien sûr
Chapter 14: Edward Vampire Splains, Bosses, And Stalks.
With obvious edits and elusions, as we know from the previous books. But the gist is correct.
He drove one-handed, holding my hand on the seat. Sometimes he gazed into the setting sun, sometimes he glanced at me—my face, my hair blowing out the open window, our hands twined together.
What a nice image. That’s all. No thoughts, head empty.
“I was born in Chicago in 1901…Carlisle found me in a hospital in the summer of 1918. I was seventeen, and dying of the Spanish influenza.”
Would have been nice to have seen that flashback in the movie, but budget concerns. Anyway, this is the real appeal of vampires for me: Hundreds of years old, privy to all kinds of history! But of course it’s all about the teen angst and romance. I do like how Meyer’s vampires do ring believably immortal, or at least have universal personalities that fit in most every time. Most TV and movie vampires are so unbelievably modern, it’s sickening. I’d prefer too old-fashioned vampires than too modern.
“Carlisle brought Rosalie to our family next. I didn’t realize till much later that he was hoping she would be to me what Esme was to him—he was careful with his thoughts around me.” He rolled his eyes. “But she was never more than a sister. It was only two years later that she found Emmett…She carried him back to Carlisle, more than a hundred miles, afraid she wouldn’t be able to do it herself. I’m only beginning to guess how difficult that journey was for her.”
Is it me or Edward gives much more slack to Rosalie in this book than in Midnight Sun? Then again, they have a typically bickering brother and sister relationship there.
“Sometimes they live separately from us, as a married couple. But the younger we pretend to be, the longer we can stay in any given place.”
Friendly reminder that the Cullens don’t always enroll in high school. I’ve heard some antis bitching about that.
“I was curious about you.”
“You spied on me?” But somehow I couldn’t infuse my voice with the proper outrage. I was flattered.
He was unrepentant. “What is there to do at night?”
Oh, no. This is so creepy, you guys. He stalked her and watched her as she sleeps. I am so appalled at this anti-feminist messaging. What kind of message is this sending to our impressionable youth—
Yeah, no, I don’t care, lol. Seriously, he’s a freakin’ vampire. Ergo—vampire shit. The same clowns who cry at Edward sparkling in the sun because “vampires don’t sparkle!!!1!1” are also up in arms about this. Creepy Vampire Stalker? Doesn’t even have the same ring as Creepy Italian Stalker. I know Edward is supposed to be the good ones, but he is still a bad boy vampire. He killed people in the past, Karen.
“You’re interesting when you sleep.” He spoke matter-of-factly. “You talk.”
“No!” I gasped, heat flooding my face all the way to my hairline. […]
“Are you angry with me?”
“That depends!” I felt and sounded like I’d had the breath knocked out on me.
He waited.
“On?” he urged.
“What you heard!” I wailed.
Bella is more upset over Edward hearing her love confession than his watching her. Might as well. Bella isn’t the type for guilt or shame, but she does want to keep the depths of her obsession with him as secret as possible. Give it up, Bells, it’s obvious to anyone with a brain. At least when Juliet finds out Romeo heard her love confession, she was mortified too, but decides to…just own it. Bella doesn’t play hard-to-get either.
“You did say my name,” he admitted.
I sighed in defeat. “A lot?”
“How much do you mean by ‘a lot,’ exactly?”
CACKLING. Would have loved Pattinson to have delivered that line.
He pulled me against his chest, softly, naturally.
“Don’t be self-conscious,” he whispered in my ear. “If I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I’m not ashamed of it.”
Edward being sweet and lovely right after confessing he watches her sleep is just…peak Edward. *chomps on movie popcorn* This cock is really something else.
Anyhoo, Charlie returns and he is more observant than usual. Well, Bella is visibly very excited and agitated.
“None of the boys in town your type, eh?” He was suspicious, but trying to play it cool.
“No, none of the boys have caught my eye yet.” I was careful not to over-emphasize the word boys in my quest to be truthful with Charlie.
Bah, weak equivocation. While Edward is not a boy mentally, he is still seventeen physically and presents as such. Charlie would still call BS. Juliet did so much better getting her mother off her scent. Do better, Bells.
“Edward?” I whispered, feeling completely idiotic.
The quiet, laughing response came from behind me. “Yes?”
I whirled, one hand flying to my throat in surprise.
He lay, smiling hugely, across my bed, his hands behind his head, his feet dangling off the end, the picture of ease.
Now this is actual problematic shit Edward does. Bella, you have his ticket to ride. Ride before the stallion moves!
“Can I have a minute to be human?” I asked.
…I’m beginning to see the anti rationale of Bella being too dumb to function.
Well, no? she does have to put on a show for a suspicious Charlie and also make herself clean. Priorities and practicalities and all. But damn, she has ovaries of steel.
Too late to regret not packing the Victoria’s Secret silk pajamas my mother got me two birthdays ago, which still had the tags on them in a drawer somewhere back home. (p. 298)
Aaaaand I stand corrected. She’s literally thinking about putting on sexy lingerie for her vampire boyfriend. This series is literally so real.
I pulled back; as I moved, he froze—and I could no longer hear the sound of his breathing. […]
“Did I do something wrong?”
Yes, Edward, it’s you. You’re a slut created by a hetero red-blooded woman. A male Carmen or Salome. An homme fatal.
“No—the opposite. You’re driving me crazy,” I explained.
He considered that briefly, and when he spoke, he sounded pleased. “Really?”
Like Bella, like Edward! R&J really should serve them copyright infringement papers.
“But jealousy…it’s a strange thing. So much more powerful than I would have thought. And irrational! Just now, when Charlie asked you about that vile Mike Newton…” He shook his head angrily. […]
“But honestly,” I teased, “for that to bother you, after I have to hear that Rosalie—Rosalie, the incarnation of pure beauty, Rosalie—was meant for you. Emmett or no Emmett, how can I compete with that?”
Ha, legit. Mike is the Paris, and Rosalie is the…Rosaline? Holy shit, that’s close. Now it’s Shakespeare’s turn to serve copyright infringement papers.
He was serious now, thoughtful. “For almost ninety years I’ve walked among my kind, and yours…all the time thinking I was complete in myself, not realizing what I was seeking. And not finding anything, because you weren’t alive yet.”
Every so often the antis bitch about Edward remaining a virgin for ninety years, but honestly? Ninety years isn’t that long for a vampire. I mean, that’s just the 20th century. He doesn’t even remember the Victorian era. Edward is definitely among the younger side. The Volturi especially must have viewed him as a wee bby. Look at him, finding his lil’ cantante, aw. If he were 200+ years, yeah, I’d call bullshit.
“I thought you were desensitized.”
“Just because I’m resisting the wine doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate the bouquet,” he whispered. “You have a very floral smell, like lavender…or freesia,” he noted. “It’s mouthwatering.” (p. 306)
Lavender: Happiness, love, devotion, peace, distrust. Freesia: Innocence, thoughtfulness. All in all, very apropos. Bella smells like life, in other words—also, there is her maidenly innocence.
(Also, come to think of it, by contrast, Bella doesn’t describe Edward’s scent all that clearly. I have a feeling it must be something similar. Sweet is the main adjective. Probably something cold per Jacob’s reaction).
“Carlisle has a theory…he believes that we all bring something of our strongest human traits with us into the next life, where they are intensified—like our minds, our senses.”
It is a cool idea. I mean, still makes these vampires overpowered as hell and everything, but it’s still cool. These vampires in many ways are like twisted anti-angels—like Adam and Eve before and after their fall. It’s a neat reversal.
Chapter 15: Meeting the Vampire In-Laws, the Infamous Khaki Skirt, and Vampire Baseball
“Edward! You stayed!” I rejoiced, and thoughtlessly threw myself across the room and into his lap. […]
He laughed.
“Of course,” he answered, startled, but seeming pleased by my reaction. His hands rubbed my back.
Book Edward and Bella: 🥰🥰🥰🥰
Movie Edward and Bella: *stare, no thoughts, head empty*
I hid my face against his shoulder.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“You are my life now,” he answered simply.
Love declaration at page 314! Very fitting and intense. And oh, here it goes…
I ended up in my only skirt—long, khaki-colored, still casual. I put on the dark blue blouse he’d once complimented. […]
“Okay.” I bounced down the stairs. “I’m decent.”
He was waiting at the foot of the stairs, closer than I’d thought, and I bounded right into him. He steadied me, holding me a careful distance away for a few seconds before suddenly pulling me closer.
“Wrong again,” he murmured in my ear. “You are utterly indecent—no one should look so tempting, it’s not fair.”
THE INFAMOUS KHAKI SCENE. The clownery this one scene incurred…all because Tumblr misread “khaki-colored” as “khaki” the material. Also that weird out-of-nowhere headcanon of it being ankle or floor length. And I thought R&J clownery was bad…
Anyway, if this weren’t a scene from a YA novel, this would definitely have led to a sex scene. Gives off major “bodice ripper energy.” I’ll be disappointed if there wasn’t a saucy fanfic AU on this alone.
“Look, I’m trying really hard not to think about what I’m about to do, so can we go already?” I asked.
“And you’re worried, not because you’re headed to meet a houseful of vampires, but because you think those vampires won’t approve of you, correct?”
“That’s right,” I answered immediately, hiding my surprise at his casual use of the word.
He shook his head. “You’re incredible.”
Bella being into that shit Part 39374782.
Anyway, there is the scene with Bella and the Cullens, the Cullens being all “do not startle the human!” and then Alice coming in all “BELLA MY BFF muah” 🤪. (Love Alice, always will). I’ll skip around a bit unfortunately because my wrists are killing me, but I’ll just highlight a few moments.
I suddenly remembered my childhood fantasy that, should I ever win a lottery, I would buy a grand piano for my mother. She wasn’t really good—she only played for herself on our secondhand upright—but I loved to watch her play. She was happy, absorbed—she seemed like a new, mysterious being to me then, someone outside the “mom” persona I took for granted.
Bella’s love for her mother always rings true. And of course, it informs her choice to help her.
“You inspired this one,” he said softly. The music grew unbearably sweet.
Bella’s Lullaby. Never particularly liked the version for the movie (hell, I don’t even remember it). My toxic trait is that I headcanon Bella’s song as Belle. Yes, that Belle.
“I have to, because I’m going to be a little…overbearingly protective over the next few days—or weeks—and I wouldn’t want you to think I’m naturally a tyrant.”
Literally all the antis and even half the Twilight fandom think you are the worst of the worst of tyrant. My take? I’ve literally read alpha male leads (including classic lit characters—oh, yeah) way more toxic. Hell, even Shadow and Bone’s Mal is worse and he’s just a regular Joe. Edward is a kitten compared to them. If anything, he is almost as much as a pushover as Bella in some respects. The rest is just your basic typical 1900s trad boy with control issues.
In any case, this is first reference to James, Victoria, and Laurent in the book. The movie decided to introduce them early on and trying to build a little mystery over missing hikers and whatnot. But that didn’t work because the movie just showed us who was eating the hikers anyway, so no mystery. So there was no point to it—maybe just to appease the antis that whine about how there is no plot until they come along? (Ma’am, this is a romance novel).
I shivered.
“Finally, a rational response!” he murmured. “I was beginning to think you had no sense of self-preservation at all.”
Yeah, Bella does. She just has a disease called Being in Love. Not contagious, fortunately, but extremely common. The lengths she will go to for the vampire dick is inspiring.
Chapter 16: Carlisle and More Vampire Lore, and Vampire Baseball
Anyway, Edward then moves on to Carlisle’s backstory feat. actual Carlisle. Very interesting and oh, he was born just a few decades shy of actually being at the Globe theater in its heyday. (Not that Carlisle’s father as a Protestant would ever allow him near the playhouses, those dens of iniquity!!!). It’s just possible he may have seen revivals of Shakespeare’s plays…and then gotten whipped by his Protestant father as punishment. But ignore me, I’m a Shakespeare nerd. Continuing on.
“Well, I had a typical bout of rebellious adolescence—about ten years after I was…born…created, whatever you want to call it. I wasn’t sold on his life of abstinence, and I resented him for curbing my appetite. So I went off on my own for a time.” (p. 343)
“Abstinence,” “appetite.” Interesting choice of words there. Also, Edward going into his Batman phase is now terribly ironic what with Pattinson recently donning the cape.
“But as time went on, I began to see the monster in my eyes. I couldn’t escape the debt of so much human life taken, no matter how justified.”
Would have loved to have had more of that rationale. I suppose I should reread Midnight Sun sometime. It’s very detailed though; Edward overthinks everything.
“I was prepared to feel…relieved. Having you know about everything, not needing to keep secrets from you. But I didn’t expect to feel more than that. I like it. It makes me…happy.” He shrugged, smiling slightly.
Friendly reminder that Edward lies and has lied only to Bella when he has to re: vampire secret society. He is still keeping Alice’s vision of her as a vampire from her, but that’s par de course. Bella has to choose that destiny for herself.
#twilight#twilight meta#anti anti twilight#cristina reads#i like the balance meyer strikes between the vampires being obviously vampires#and them having enough humanity to make the romance believable and achievable#it does lead to some worldbuilding holes tho#luckily this series is not fantasy
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“The Batman”
I’ll cut right to the chase: I didn’t like it.
I’m sorry, I know a lot of you did. But I didn’t.
Don’t get me wrong, not all of it was bad. Zoe Kravitz was an amazing Selina Kyle. Andy Serkis was a great Alfred. And Robert Pattison, while he doesn’t quite measure up to the best of the Batman (Keaton, Bale, Lego), he’s certainly better than the worst (Batfleck).
However...am I the only one that thought this was basically the same movie as The Dark Knight? It has the same themes of political corruption via the mob and whether people deserve to be saved. Only instead of having Heath Ledger’s brilliant version of the Joker, we have Paul Dano hamming it up as a Jigsaw-esque incel version of The Riddler. Who of course he has his own social following, sucking desperate people in by feeding on their anger and frustration and promising violent retribution on everyone they hate. Gee, where have I seen that before in real life?
Undoubtedly, the biggest failing of this movie is its length. An hour or so could have easily been shaved off, especially in sequences that just drag. And there didn’t seem to be any real point to inserting Oswald Cobblepot aka Penguin (an recognizable Colin Farrell).
As hard as Pattison tries to leave his Twilight days behind him, the cowl eyeshadow and greasy emo hair does not do him any favors. His saving grace is that he has very good chemistry with Kravitz, though his Bruce Wayne, like Edward Cullen, apparently has no qualms about spying on women.
The Dark Knight kept me on the edge of my seat. The Batman just had me wonder how much longer it was going to be.
It’s not that I can’t except a darker, grittier Batman series--it’s just that this has all been done before. While I applaud Matt Reeves for not giving us YET ANOTHER flashback of Bruce Wayne’s death, just how many more times is this going to be rebooted? Why they just pick a Batman and stick with it?
Obviously, this is only my opinion. The Batman was successful enough to merit a sequel, probably with ANOTHER take on the Joker. Personally, I’d prefer The Bat and the Cat working together to fight a brand-new villain (the comics had tons of other villains, for the love of God, pick another one). Maybe I’ll wind up liking it better than this movie...
But honestly...why can’t we just have a sequel to The Lego Batman Movie instead?
6 out of 10
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High school me had a lot of fun, I'll give her that. Grell noticing Jareth from across the bar? Jesus using his carpenter's saw to fight Sebastian? Jareth thinking Edward Cullen's dick is too sparkly? Would a death scythe defeat a rasengan? All this and more in the 2009-2011 nostalgia flashback episode
#i unironically want to recapture this creativity#shakes my past self upside down for spare change#cmon bitch give it to me#my art
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Andor eps 2- 4 shit post
Maybe its my depression maybe its the show but I'm entirely apathetic towards this series so now im like 5 eps behind but this is me trying
Ep 2 spoilers below duh
-starting with a flashback tbh the flashback scenes were the More interesting bits from the first ep
-I love when there's random seemingly defect machinery just everywhere in Star Wars
-strip mining????
-idk who this man is or what he's doing but I love it
I wanna be Star Wars dramatic bell clanger
Star Wars Quasimodo
most of this show is just different characters suspiciously speed walking through alley ways
momma andor???
"It's all your women I'm worried about." Icon behaviors
oh what's his face is gonna turn Cassian in bc he's jealous I'm calling it now
I know this bc men suck
fuck u box's boyfriend who's name I can't remember. I was on board with you until you did this
this show is so dark. like lighting wise. I'm in my pitch black living room and im still having trouble making out all the faces
put me back on Tatooine where the desert suns burn my retinas through my silly lil screen
"corporate tactical forces" privatized police you mean
I love that this guy despit4e being ostensibly handsome definitely gets no bitches. Absolutely no play
I have that lantern in my camping gear rn
not to be off topic... I wonder what Boba is doing rn
its 5 years pre rogue one, so I'm assuming bounty hunting and being generally annoyed at Han Solo's existence but like... I want to go to there. (there is boba's lap)
insert the Cassy-Casssssy tik Tok audio here but this time its Cassian- Kassaaaa
are those Jedi issue sir? Ahhh fives I miss u every day
BELL MAN BELL MAN BELL MAN
hes an icon. fave character too far
abandoned after imperial mining incident.. Mandalor type beat
at least in legends
Edward Cullen type beat
how many darks can this bad boy hold
also are they poison or just tranqs
-that is an UGLY ship
-IS THAT BILL FROM MAMMA MIA
-THAT'S BILL FROM MAMMA MIA
-"if you can't find it here it's not worth finding" me at my local thrift store
-wow were two episodes in and approximatley one thing has happened. And it was the thing that happened int he first 5 mins of the first episode
EPISODE 3 spoilers obvi
-I want to be interested so bad
-pls let my depressed lizard brain latch on to this
-also why does Tumblr fuck up my formatting when im on desktop
-desktop is supposed to work better and yet
-why does this give me among us vibes
I never even played among us
for some reason I feel as though this is going in the direction of somehow in some indirect way something Cassian does is gonna be the root cause of Kenari's mining incident
that seems very par for the course
me too Cassian. I also react that way when I see my reflection
BILL FROOM MAMMA MIA
idc what his Star Wars name and back story is
just as with the marvel movies- that is simply Bill Anderson, Swedish adventurer, author, and singer of silly songs
soo not mamma andor
ahh I FORGOT THE FLASHBACKS WUOLD BE REPUBLIC ERA
perhaps even clone wars era
idk what that weapon that bill's got, but I like it
"the drowser" new gear just drpped
"you know how cold she gets" im soft
aww even fictional cops break citizens rights
bc hes a rat
of course his name is fucking Tim
Bill that was Optimus prime level inspiration
woah I love the organized signaling
bill I love you
a lil attracted to u rn
what is the lay out of this building
was it made to be one big OSHA violation
what is its purpose other than dramatic destruction
RIP Timm this was kind of ur fault
I love how even despite the fact that we know Cassian is a morally grey character, we're really doubling down that these blue guys are evil evil and it wasn't just those two assholes
love cassian emerging from the shadows
very sexy of him
they even made gun ships, my fave ship, ugly
lmao
RIP to the cop that got exiled
SHIT BOX SPEEDER IM IN LOVE
NO
smart but sad. that speeder waS neat
I swear I know the Maarva actress
"we need to get out of here." no response "SIR WE NEED TO GET UOT OF HERE"
SHIT THAT'S AUNT PETUNIA FROOM HARRY POTTER THATS WHY I KNOW HER
at least things happened this episode 5/10
EP 4 spoilers below obvi
-MON MOTHA IN THE THUMBNAIL
-mon mommy sorry mommy?
-Bill has his wn ship... just like in mamma mia
-the parallels are amazing
-"you're bleeding on my floor"
-Med Nog? SAY MOORE RN. is it just more alch??? is it bacta infused? miracle healing Elixar??? I need mor4e information immediately
-Sep??? is the separatist / confederacy of independent systems still kicking for am I missing something?
-"you'll ultimately die fighting these bastards" its sad bc its true
-CORUSCANT MY BELOVED
-nt the imperial security beureua
-"are you being purposely vague?" me at this show
-NOT SCARIF
-kyber crystal????
-Blue kyber??? hmmm
-dont steal the ship Cass
-hmmm why are we lying to the rebellion folk
-tie fighter sound effects my beloved
"close to nothing. But not very far from everything" also could be said about my hometown
-this is a nemik fan account.. for now. Idk he has good vibes
-I wish to be on Corucsant. concrete jungle where dreams are made of. There's nothing you can't do
-MON MOTHA APARMTNE T!!! I WANT TO OGO T THERE
-marriage problems??? fuck this guy
-I can't wait to see the CGI for the celestial event
-who is this blonde girl and why do we care about her
-"can I eat my food?" me too Cass
There's been significant improvement ! ok thats all the new content my brain can handle today good night.
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if hisoka even LOOKS at gon 1 more time I’m gonna go through this screen and beat tf out of him
#creepy ass mfer#dont even BREATHE in his direction perverted bitch#with his ugly ass hair#pale bitch#giving me very much edward cullen#sicko freak#yall i want to fight him so much#gon is a CHILD#he is a grown ass man#i wanna puke everytime hes on screen#gives me flashbacks to banana fish almost#i feel like he and dino would get along
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what are your headcanons or thoughts about Cullen family dynamics, like between Carlisle and Rosalie, Jasper and Emmett and + (?)
oh anon I have like. encyclopedic volumes of thoughts! I’m sorry if you were after a cute hcs post but this is gonna be another of my classic Endlessly Long Metas
*and the carlisle & rosalie part got so long that emmett & jasper gets to be a separate post now oops
(cw: mentions of rape under the cut)
carlisle and rosalie is a suuuuper interesting relationship because they sure as hell did not get off to a great start. I kind of wish the books (especially midnight sun) explored this a bit more because edward and bella both view carlisle as this saintly, can-do-no-wrong figure up on a pedestal of Perfect Kindness, and we never really get another perspective except for what little rosalie tells bella in eclipse.
but changing rosalie ""for edward"" (and ymmv on exactly how much that was a factor, because we never actually hear about this from carlisle's pov) is pretty icky. and I personally don't even read it as, like, he found a girl dying in the street and went "hmmm she looks hot let's bring her home as A Mate For My Son and never give her a choice about that," which seems to be a fairly popular interpretation among people who don't like carlisle (note that in eclipse, rose explicitly states it was up to her whether or not to stay with the cullens.) I see it more as "he changed this girl without thinking about it because he couldn't bear to see her die, and later the similarity to how he'd changed esme struck him and his brain went, 'hmm...what if?'" which strikes me as a normal thing to have a few brief thoughts about, but not a good thought to cling to after rosalie woke up and it became clear how miserable she was as a vampire.
but just because it’s normal doesn’t mean it isn’t also kinda fucked up to immediately start thinking of a rape survivor as Potential Romantic Object For Son. like, those two things can be true simultaneously. it doesn’t mean carlisle is Secretly A Horrible Person or anything, just that he’s not in fact an infallibly perfect saint of kindness.
so I think rosalie’s anger at him is entirely justified, even though I myself would feel very differently about being a vampire in her situation. I wish we got more of a look at the post-rose/pre-emmett era, when it was just her and edward constantly butting heads! I always got the sense that a lot of edward’s issues with her stem from her refusal to worship carlisle the way he does.
the emmett flashback in MS basically tells us that rosalie didn't forgive carlisle for changing her until he agreed to change emmett—the passage where edward realizes just how far carlisle would go to make rosalie happy (or depending on your pov, how far he'd go out of guilt) is really interesting to me.
carlisle got improbably lucky with his first two "creations—" a Perfect Son who worshipped him and a Perfect Wife who had secretly already pined for him for years, both of whom were willing and eager (edward's Murder Rumspringa notwithstanding lmao) to follow his weirdass animal blood diet. he was probably feeling pretty good by the time he changed rosalie (once lucky, twice confident, y’know?) it must have been a rude awakening to realize that however noble his intentions, his choice to save her went against her wishes and made her miserable.
I’m sure it made him sad that she would rather have died, especially once he came to love her as a daughter. and then there was that parental frustration of “why can’t my kids get along?? they’re both so great!!”
I also bet rosalie’s longing for her lost humanity and a nuclear family with biological kids reawakened his own (and esme’s) feelings along those lines. I think it’s interesting that carlisle longs to be human, too. not in the despairing way rosalie does, but enough to empathize. maybe they bonded over that at some point.
because by the time twilight rolls around, they’re cool. I find it especially telling that in midnight sun, rosalie was 100% ready to kill bella but then (notably unlike jasper) backed down the second carlisle said no. it shows that she really does see him as a parent. it makes sense for her character to want to cling to those “human nuclear family” roles the cullens have implausibly adopted.
and, circling back to emmett, his change being the thing that helps rosalie forgive carlisle also makes sense. because suddenly, rose is in his shoes. she’s directly confronted with a dying person who can only be saved by Emergency Vampirization, and she makes the same choice carlisle did—arguably for more selfish reasons!
so I’m sure they had a heart-to-heart after that, with carlisle (hopefully) apologizing again and reassuring rosalie that she made the right choice.
even then, I think deep down there’s always gonna be some part of rose that resents him. sure, she’s got her happyish ending with emmett and her consolation prize with renesmee, but it’s clear in eclipse that although she’s forgiven him, she hasn’t forgotten.
and I mean, that’s fairly true to life. everyone’s parents fuck them up somehow, whether in little ways or big ways, and a lot of people still manage to make peace with them. it almost makes carlisle’s and rosalie’s found-family bond more impressive, because they had to consciously work through their issues and maintain it.
and once you get past those issues, there’s tons of stuff for them to bond over. they’re both very intellectually-inclined people, and I’m sure carlisle admired rosalie’s pursuit of all her degrees and impressive mechanical knowledge. she’s much fiercer than carlisle (or edward or esme,) good in a crisis, and better at making tough decisions, which is something they sorely needed (especially pre-jasper.) and I suspect rosalie admires carlisle’s patience and (secretly) his optimism, two things that don’t come naturally to her. in short, they’re a good balance for each other.
#asks#anonymous#meta#carlisle cullen#rosalie hale#rape mention //#I'm sorry I suspect this meta is Too Optimistic for my carlisle skeptics#and Too Pessimistic for my carlisle stans#but it's where i land ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Hi, love your metas and your fic. I think you mentioned somwhere that at the end of BD Aro was trying to prevent the fight. What were his motives? According to Edward, the Volturi are cowards, but I didn't get this feeling. Caius was begging for a battle, the guard vocally proclaimed willingness to die for the cause... hell, Jane had to be restrained from running to Bella and punching her in the throat. And I find it unlikely that their leader is less brave than them. Explain Aro's brain pls
Thank you so much! That’s really nice of you to say. And sorry for the late answer.
And explain Aro’s brain, whew. That is a very big question with a very long answer and this post will be a manifesto by the time I’m done. But you wanted Aro’s brain explained so manifesto it is.
So, before we go anywhere I have to make the distinction between Aro of the books and Aro of the movies. Those two are different people.
Starting with appearance, because casting does a lot for me and if a big deviation is made it better be like Ruth Wilson as Marisa Coulter, which is to say it better fit the character. Also, disclaimer, I think most of Twilight was miscast, and especially the Volturi. I’m forever dying at Caius looking like Lucius Malfoy. However, this is an Aro post, so we’re highlighting Aro.
Aro of the books is a twenty-something Greek with skin that has petrified and eyes covered in a milky sort of film, which totals to him looking perfect, as all vampires do, yet frail. When he walks it looks like he’s gliding. This is an otherworldly, ancient, inhuman being. He’s energetic and excitable, yes, but if anything that should add to how very other he is. Casting Michael Sheen is a clear signal that the movies were going in a completely different direction with Aro. Sheen is a great actor who played what he was given perfectly, but what he was given was a very different character.
In New Moon the book, Aro first rejects Edward request because this is Carlisle’s gifted son, and more, this is not what the Volturi do. They are not hitmen. It’s just a big no all around.
Bella enters, and the Aro she meets is a very polite and gracious man who’s delighted to see the human still alive, and pleased Carlisle’s son won’t be suicidal anymore. However, Edward fully intended to step into the sunlight in the middle of Volterra, specifically to provoke the Volturi, and he has broken the law with Bella. Further, Edward makes it clear that he fully intends to walk out of Volterra with his human still human, and that she’ll die of old age if he gets his way. Edward’s contempt of the law could not be more clear. However, Alice shows Aro that Bella’s fate is sealed, she turns or she dies. The law will be upheld. Aro is glad to hear it, and lets the Cullens all go home.
All in all, it’s a very tense occasion where Edward has put Aro in a difficult position, because he’s trying to force him to kill his best friend’s son, and Aro goes “YES THANK GOD” when Alice finally gives him an out.
New Moon of the movies was not this. Starting with the flashback (because I’m being thorough), Aro executes a lowly criminal himself. I object to that, I think that’s a menial task and Aro doing it himself made the Volturi look less regal, not more. Cut to the present day, Aro rejects Edward’s request because he doesn’t want to waste his gift. We get the whole meeting with Bella, and Aro… well I don’t know why he does any of the things he does. This guy never mentions his friendship to Carlisle, tries to kill our plucky heroes three times in the space of one minute (one, gives Felix the order to kill Bella, stopped by Edward. Two, moves to decapitate Edward, stopped by Bella. Three, he’s about to eat Bella, stopped by Alice), and when he lets them go it feels terribly convenient.
This was a guy written to be the villain of the series, and it showed.
Cut to Breaking Dawn part I’s ending scene, and while I love the song choice for the scene, and fully agree that Aro considers misspelling Carlisle’s name to be a capital offense, the scene itself… we are presented with a villainous, power-hungry megalomaniac who’s just waiting to strike against the Cullens.
We then get Breaking Dawn part II, and I haven’t seen that movie in years but I remember the fight scene well enough. Aro kills Carlisle with the biggest grin on his face, and gives the go-ahead to his Volturi to kill the surviving Cullens and their witnesses.
Contrast that with canon, where Aro’s first words to Carlisle are «Nothing would make me happier than preserving your life today». Now, he’s making it very clear that this meeting will most likely end with Carlisle’s death, but he’s not happy about it. He’s certainly not going to kill him with a smile on his face and laughter in his heart.
The movies needed a hammy villain, and that’s what Michael Sheen played. It is not who Aro is, at all. And he’s not the only character this happened to, but again, this is an Aro post so I’m not going to start raging like Don Corleone about what they did to my boys.
So, with the movies firmly expelled from the post, let’s look at the Twilight series from Aro’s point of view.
Or, rather, we’ll have to start earlier because Aro’s decisions throughout the series are pretty clearly motivated by Carlisle. And that means considering, “why is Carlisle so important, anyway?”
Consider these things: one, Aro is gifted with the power of knowing every single thought a person has ever had. He knows your soul. Two, Aro is the leader of the supernatural world, he has been for over a thousand years.
How many friends does a person with that power and in that position have?
Three, who does Aro even come into contact with?
Starting with number three, for Aro it’s going to be 1) criminals, 2) Volturi guard hopefuls, 3) Weirdos like Laurent who are wasting Aro’s time.
(“But what about the guard!” Well, while we observe close interpersonal relationships between Aro and Jane, and Aro and Renata, and one can assume Corin to be close to the wives, the distinction between Volturi coven and Volturi guard remains. The guards are servants, in some cases beloved servants, but servants nonetheless. It would be inappropriate and weird for Aro to start slumming it with Demetri and Felix)
So, Aro doesn’t get out much, which brings us to point two. The people he does meet, and who are willing to entertain a friendship with the Volturi leader, are going to be people who want something. And that might work for some rulers, Louis XIV built Versailles specifically to make his subjects do this for him, but he had something to gain politically from that. Aro does not, his power is supreme without a need to tolerate brown nosers. More, with his own and Marcus’ gifts, he’ll know right away that he’s being used for power. He would get nothing out of it.
Finally point one, Aro’s gift. Say that we have a vampire who’s not a weirdo and who thinks Aro’s a cool dude. Well, the question now is, who would ever want a person in their life who knows all there is to know about them? I wouldn't want anybody to know every thought I've ever had, I certainly would never seek out a person to know me that deeply when I could just go find normal people to be friends with instead. Not to mention how incredibly unequal such a friendship would be.
In short, I don’t think Aro has any friends.
Enter Carlisle a very amiable person who cherishes Aro for his personality, and doesn’t mind having his mind read. Aro just found a unicorn. Carlisle on his end likes Aro so much that he lives with him for decades. Even if you want to read their relationship as platonic, that’s still a very strong friendship.
Point being that Carlisle is unbelievably precious to Aro, and so very unique. Aro has lived for over three millennia, and never met anyone like this before. There won’t be another Carlisle.
This in turn makes him willing to stretch as far as he can to preserve that friendship and, as the plot thickens, keep Carlisle alive.
Fast forwards to 2006, and Aro is sitting in Volterra minding his own business when Carlisle’s son walks into town demanding his own execution. He has not committed any crimes. Not only is assisted suicide not something the Volturi even do, but this would ruin Aro’s friendship with Carlisle. Even if Carlisle was miraculously understanding of Aro killing his son (which I can’t imagine he would be), this would never leave the air between them. Carlisle could never be around him again after something like that.
So, Aro turns down Edward’s request. “Stupid Volturi man ruining my dramatic suicide, I’ll show him who’s boss!” Edward replies, and runs shirtless into the sunlight. I’m sure Aro was just dying, you had “The Sound of Silence” playing as he stared into nothingness because how is this happening to him. A whiplash of an hour later, Bella is alive again, Aro is happy, we can be done with this now, right? Right?!
No, Edward says, we cannot be done with this. He’s still refusing to turn Bella.
And so we get that whole New Moon exchange where Aro very tellingly shoves the part where Edward WALKED INTO THE SUNLIGHT IN VOLTERRA under the carpet and out of the conversation (for comparison: Irina is executed for false testimony and Bree for breaking a law she didn’t know existed), and he even allows Bella to leave human when he could easily have bitten her himself to keep the Cullens honest. This guy went out of his way to be lenient and show the Cullens good faith.
And then a few months later Irina walks into Volterra, bearing memories of what is unmistakably a Cullen immortal child.
Aro may care for Carlisle, but this is the guy who killed his baby sister so he’d still have Marcus’ gift. He will bend far, very far, for those he cares about, but he will not break. It’s duty above love, Volturi above Aro’s personal preferences. An immortal child is not an offense that can be tolerated, and so it’ll be Didyme 2: Aro Kills Someone He Loves Boogaloo.
By now I think it should be quite clear why I think Aro was trying to prevent the fight. Battle would have meant Carlisle’s certain death.
(And that’s even assuming the Volturi won the fight. With Bella there, there was a chance the Volturi wouldn’t prevail. But even before Bella started showing off, Aro was very much hoping this wouldn’t be another Didyme situation.)
#aro#volturi#carlisle cullen#twilight#twilight meta#twilight renaissance#the sad thing is that i have so much more to say about Aro#this is only the first of many posts#Anonymous#ask#i guess i also have to tag#aro/carlisle#sorry guys my terrible ship is leaking into my metas#but damnit IT'S A GOOD SHIP#long post
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