do not wait. - e.c

prompt “their blood is on your hands”

summary: When you’re attacked by a wolf in the woods Edward tries his best to save you.

a/n: trying to not be so depressed so i thought i would try and get back into writing, sorry about not publishing anything new for almost 3 months. hope this is okay <3

Your vision was growing blurry and your eyes moved from alice and edward and back. Edward’s arm was wrapped around you in the back seat and your legs were propped on Alice’s lap as Emmett was speeding towards the hospital to take you to Carlisle.

You twitched in pain and struggled to focus on your breathing, or any of your surroundings.

“edward we could just change her…she’s…edward just look at her”

you were bleeding out.

the wolf had attacked you out of nowhere and left you for dead, you hadn't thought about it then but you knew it was because you were close with the Cullen's.

he shook his head. “i can’t. it’s not right…she’ll be okay it’ll be fine”

he rubbed his thumb against your cheek and Emmett swerved into the hospital parking lot. Edward wrapped his arms around you and rushed into the hospital.

"Carlisle!" he yelled rushing inside, your head flopped to the side limply he looked down at you and Carlisle's head came from around the corner looking at you, your mouth fell open "Edward" you whispered hoarsely his eyes were full of pain and his grip on you tightened.

Carlisle ran to you "what happened?" he asked looking at the blood soaking through your shirt, your eyes followed his and you hadn't realized what a mess you were.

Your pants were torn and covered in mud, the bottom half of your shirt was missing and your wound was exposed, your sleeves were dirty and also bloody, the jacket you had been wearing was missing completely and you had a cut on your right cheek.

You reached your hand out for Edwards, your fingers were aching as they intertwined with his icy ones, you sighed in relief at the coldness numbing your pain.

You only heard bits of the conversation,

"Carlisle i'm not losing her"

"then let me-"

"no...i won't...i can't"

"those stupid dogs i'll fucking..."

"will it work?"

"low chances...her injuries...fatal...I'm sorry"

"I don't believe you"

"Edward please just let me-" "No." "maybe this isn't your choice."

"call her parents"

He couldn’t though. They were on a hiking trip with no service, he’d have to wait until tomorrow at least to call them.

You were moved to a hospital bed and Carlisle gave you some meds to try and soothe your pain while Edward was sitting beside you.

"Carlisle has to preform surgery on you but you'll be okay" he said holding your hand you gave him a gentle squeeze but then you saw the reluctant look on Carlisle’s face and then you looked back over to Edward, denial.

Carlisle placed the breathing mask over your face and Edwards expression was full of pain as he watched you slip into unconsciousness.

Edwards hands ran over his face and he looked at your body and how peaceful you looked, he wanted to smile but it quickly faded away at the realization that you didn’t just look peaceful you looked…dead. He placed his fingertips on your wrist and felt your pulse. It was weak but it was still there.

hours later

Carlisle stitched the cut on your arm and cleaned your wounds, while you were less likely to get an infection the wound on your stomach worried Carlisle. He hadn't said anything to Edward yet in fear of alarming him but he was afraid of the severity of the wound. You had lost a lot of blood and you were lucky that you were still alive.

You were on the brink of death and Carlisle was afraid that it was too late to save you. He walked into the waiting room and saw Edward with his head in his hands and Alice had her arm on his back trying to comfort him but Carlisle could tell that Alice was upset as well.

“edward”

his eyes looked up at Carlisle, hopeful.

Carlisle shook his head and he watched the anger surge through Edward. He sped into the room and was by your side instantly. “It’s not too late” he whispered holding onto your arm. Edward sunk his teeth into your wrist, it had to work. “come on…come on please” he whispered.

you lay on the hospital bed in a lifeless state, “please please please” he chanted, bite marks covered your arms. Maybe he could still change you, it couldn’t be too late could it? No you had to make it.

fear was pumping through Edward’s body as he tried to think of a way to save you. “i love you” he whispered.

“edward it’s too late…she’s gone”

Edward’s mouth slipped away from your wrist, the blood pouring down his mouth. He threw his hands in his hair and started dry sobbing. “there must be something we can do” he pleaded looking at your corpse.

“i’m sorry” Carlisle said.

“no god please” Edward begged grabbing your hand. “I can’t live without her. I won’t” he shook his head and angrily kicked your bedside table.

Alice walked into the hospital room and looked at you, her brows furrowed and she felt like tears were pricking her eyes. “their blood is on your hands” she angrily shouted, walking out.

Edward was laying by your hospital bed in anguish, you were gone. You wouldn’t be coming back and it was his fault.

What are ur fave Twilight fanfics? Not just ship ones, but also character x oc, especially if it's Jasper x oc! Need recs, tired of the same stuff! also, no oc as Bella's sister, read too much of that, all seem too alike and boring!

Any recs for Bella sapphic fanfics? I mean, I love Beward obviously, but I'm into the idea of something cute between Bella and a girl, you know, just tossing around ideas.

THE WHITE SUN AT MIDNIGHT | CH. 46

"I don't get it, Carlisle. In what way are they qualified to take care of her?" Paige's hearing picked up from the kitchen as she ate a luxurious lunch.

"Rosalie, stop it. They helped us; they protected Bella and Renesmee," Esme whispered, and Rosalie scoffed. Paige set her fork down on the table and pushed her chicken away as she walked to the living room. The minute she entered, the room fell silent.

Rosalie clutched onto Renesmee like a life support system with Emmett by her side, looking down at his niece. Esme and Carlisle sat across from them on the couch, with Esme gradually shaking her head. "Did I miss anything?" Paige asked, walking over to Rosalie and reaching out to Renesmee.

Rosalie quickly drew back, and Paige glared at her. Once the vampire had calmed down, she let Paige gently stroke Renesmee's cheek. The baby girl woke from her soft slumber in Rosalie's arms, and her wide eyes looked up at Paige. Renesmee cooed with a melting smile as she was slightly fussing in Rosalie's arms.

Paige tried to take Renesmee from the blonde, who stood up in an instant. "What are you doing?" Paige said, trying to hold back the judgment from her tone.

"What are you doing?"

"Okay, let's not get in a fight, alright?" Jasper soothed as he and Alice entered, Rosalie and Paige felt a wave of serenity wash over them, and they both huffed.

Just then, Jake walked in with Bella and Edward a few meters behind him as they returned from Bella's first hunt. Jake didn't hesitate to go over to Rosalie and admire Renesmee. When Bella and Edward finally walked in, Esme stepped forward, the tension in the room crumbling.

"Welcome to the family," she glowed, and Bella blushed as she awkwardly crossed her hands in front of her.

"You look amazing, Bella," Alice said.

"Someone's been waiting to meet you," Carlisle stepped aside to reveal the three huddled around Renesmee.

"Rose," Bella called, and Rosalie turned around, revealing Renesmee. She gladly handed Bella her daughter, making Paige hold back a scoff at her change of behavior.

Then Renesmee lifted her small hand to Bella's cheek, who zoned out. When she returned, she had one question. "What was that?"

"She showed you the first memory she has of you," Edward explained.

"Showed me? How?"

Edward laughed. "How do I hear thoughts? How does Alice see the future? She's gifted."

"I've only been out for two days?" Bella asked, noticing how old she already looked for a two-day-old. Paige noticed Jake glance at her as his muscles tensed.

"Her growth rate is unprecedented," Carlisle mentioned.

"All right. That's enough experimenting for one day," Jake said, sounding so overprotective that it was almost a hiss. He went to reach for Renesmee when Edward called his name.

"She's doing great," he stated with a slight scowl.

"Yeah. Let's not push it, though," Paige stepped in, getting closer to Bella as well and trying to reach for Renesmee.

"What's your problem?" Bella snapped, and both werewolves froze.

"Oh. Do tell her, love birds," Rosalie spoke up, and the imprints gulped.

"This should be good," Emmett teased.

"Hold on a second. Bella," Edward grabbed Renesmee from Bella's arms as she eyed Paige and Jake.

Paige scratched the back of her neck. "Look, it was a wolf thing," Jake started.

"What's a wolf thing?"

"Erm- well, Sam was going to-, and you were well... we didn't know for sure, so.... we knew Edward couldn't do it by himself. Renesmee needed at least a mother, Bella," Paige trailed off, waiting to be screamed at for taking guardianship of Renesmee without Bella or Edward's permission.

"Take Renesmee out of the room," Bella seethed as Edward walked over to his wife and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Edward, don't touch me right now. I don't want to hurt you," Edward backed away, and the werewolves felt their hearts drop.

Bella snatched onto the back of Jake and Paige's necks, dragging them outside as they grunted in pain. She chucked them outside as they stumbled up.

"You stole my daughter?" Bella yelled.

"There wasn't really any other option! And we didn't steal her!" Paige said just as loud back.

"She's my baby!"

"And she needed parents!" Jacob yelled, gesturing to her and Edward. "We couldn't just abandon her! You wouldn't let us live if we did!"

"I'm still debating it," Edward mumbled with a sneer.

"I've held her once! One time! And already you two think you can take her from me? That she's your daughter?" Jake tried to shake his head but couldn't bring himself to do it. "She's mine!"

She then hit Jake in the gut, who fell to the ground, making Paige step forward, furious at her sister.

They heard several growls and turned to see Leah and Seth. "It's fine, Leah," Jake said, and the two wolves stopped.

"You're gonna stay away from her," Bella cut back in.

"You know we can't do that," Paige said harshly, only to receive a hard punch to the stomach. She rolled into a tree as Seth and Leah growled loudly. Jake helped her up, making sure she was okay.

"Stop her, Edward," Esme whispered.

"They said it's fine. She's amazing, right?" Edward exclaimed.

Jake stood all the way up, supporting Paige with an arm around her. "Do you remember how much you wanted to be around us three days ago? That's gone now, right?"

"Long gone."

"Because it was her. Ever since she was born, it was Nessie who wanted us there," Jake explained.

"Nessie? You nicknamed my daughter after the Loch Ness monster?" Bella screamed, about to move toward the couple again, when a wolf blocked her. Paige looked toward Leah and Seth, who were on edge but hadn't moved. Bella flung the wolf into a tree, and it whimpered loudly.

Paige recognized that whimper. She ran over to the injured grey wolf and knelt down. "Ryland, are you okay?" Ryland whined as Leah and Seth guarded him, and Jake joined Paige's side.

Paige slowly turned back to Bella and the Cullens. "Bella, you know us better than anyone. All we want is for Ness... Renesmee to be safe. Happy," she said softly, almost sounding pleading. Bella sighed before walking inside with Edward and the Cullens. Paige and Jake turned back to Ryland, who was now getting up.

"Why are you here? You're supposed to be in Montana," Paige scolded before she heard leaves crunching in the woods. The Black wolves all snapped around to see three more wolves emerge. One had the familiar build and dark fur of Dakoda, another smaller with the same colored coat, and the last being the smallest and beige.

"Why.... why are you guys back?"

"We knew our true leader," Ashton said, and Paige smiled.

"But Mika-"

"Is alright. They are great back there. But Ry and I knew Forks was our home," Chloe's bubbly voice piped up. "Dakoda and Ashton just tagged along. We are now lone wolves looking for an Alpha. And we hoped that you would take that position again."

Ashton and Dakoda let out puppy cries making Paige chuckle. "Sure, sure, fine! But Dakoda and Ashton will have to find a place to stay."

"Already have it sorted out," Dakoda said.

"So..." Jake trailed off, and Paige looked toward him again. "Why are they back exactly?"

"I guess I'm their Alpha again."

Update: Chapter 13

Not a long chapter but I have a feeling the next one will be. Sorry for the wait. I have multiple projects I am working on, some a few for my publisher. Thank you for reading and much love to you.

does anyone know of any fics that are bella x edward x james ?? my friend asked me to find some but i literally cant find anything

Bella Swan Cullen Masterlist

Mr. + Mr. Sharpe, "The Anniversary." Pt. II

JAN 14, 2024  - 9:43PM 

Maxim aimed the narrow barrel of his Glock at the forehead of the man he loved; and his right index finger knocked against the crescent shaped trigger. Tears blurred his vision as he stared at his fiancé. Antwan was stood rigid on the opposite side of their rectangular, oakwood table. Tendrils of steam floated into their shared air from the decadent dishes positioned on the table. Antwan’s thick waistline was the only thing holding a red dish of glazed carrots on the table but he did not move. He aimed his gun at his fiancé, Maxim and his hand did not shake. Where Maxim usually found a charitable warmth and tenderness was now a steel wall of precision. Maxim knew his soon to be husband. If Antwan fired his gun, he would not missed. He needed to think. He needed time. 

“Baby,” Maxim began in a whisper. “Listen to me. I know what you think. I know what’s going through your head, but this is not what it looks like.” 

Antwan said nothing. 

“Talk to me, Twan. Please. Baby, it’s our anniversary.” 

Beads of sweat rolled over Maxim’s temple, down his cheeks and disappeared into the gray patch of his long beard. He’d spent almost an hour getting ready before he’d found a listening device attached to his tieclip. He’d quickly grabbed the gun he keeps under their shared bathroom sink and slunk quietly down the wooden stairs. Maxim had tucked his gun into the waistline of his pants at the last second before rounding the bend in the stairs. This was not the vision he’d had for tonight. Someone had set them up. 

“You know I would never do this. I brought this to you so we could figure it out together. They—whoever is behind this—is counting on your training to end this quickly and quietly. I’m your man, Twan. Give me a chance.” Maxim finished. 

Antwan’s trigger finger trembled lightly as it carressed the crescent shaped trigger. Maxim watched as his eyes glazed over with tears. Antwan’s broad, muscled arm dipped slightly toward the table. 

“I want to.” Antwan breathed. “I can’t let my guard down, Max. Not again.” 

“What can I do right now to show you that you can trust me?” Maxim asked quickly. 

“Put. Your gun. Down. Slowly.” Antwan said through his teeth. 

Maxim slowly lowered his trembling hand to the table until the cool metal clanked quietly against the polished wood. He slid his fingers free of the hilt, which thudded bluntly to the table, and raised his hands, slowly over his head. Antwan’s cold, tear-filled glare followed Maxim’s movements like a serpent readying for offense. He softened only after Maxim’s large, nimble fingers were threaded through the dark auburn curls of his afro. 

“See, baby, I’m on your side. I’ve been on your side.” Maxim cooed. “Let’s talk. Your table. Your rules.”  

Antwan tapped his gun at the tabletop and Maxim lowered himself into his chair and pushed it closer to the table. His knees scraped against the low wooden surface as his long legs shifted restlessly. Maxim slowly placed his palms face down on the table. 

“Why do you have a wire in our house?” Antwan breathed. 

“I don’t have a wire—I mean its in my hand but it’s not my wire, Antwan.” Maxim stumbled. 

“Then whose is it, negro?” Antwan chided. 

“I don’t know! I found the wire. I came downstairs to tell you!” 

“Why did you have your gun?” Antwan continued. 

“We always carry guns, Twan. Be for real! It’s what we do!” Maxim raised his voice. 

His temper began to rise but knew it would be of no use if he wished to deescalate with his fierce minded fiancé. He bit down on his bottom lip. 

“I need you to make a choice right now. Do you trust me or not? Cause if you don’t, baby, you’re gonna have to shoot me.” Maxim shot at him. 

Antwan removed the safety from his gun. 

“Okay, okay, bad idea.” Maxim acquiesced. “but you know me, Antwan. I came to you! I gave you all my secrets years ago. I hide nothing from you. You know more about me than anyone else on this planet. Isn’t that worth something?” 

Antwan slowly lowered his gun and dropped into his dinner chair. 

“Talk.” He said. 

“This was already attached to the tie clip I was going to wear tonight!” Maxim launched into his explanation. “I swear I could feel the mic on the back of the steel. I don’t know who put it there. I don’t know what’s going on, but we need to figure this out together because whoever put it there definitely placed more than one.” 

Maxim’s chest heaved up and down as he drew a shaking breath. He hadn’t taken a single breath when she spoke. He knew he did not have that much time to explain. 

“Who?” Antwan asked. 

“I don’t have any contracts out. I’m retired. I’m a full time you-know-what now! You’re the one stil doing Killjoy field work.” 

“I’m training.” Antwan said. “My killjoy days are behind me. All I do now is give orders and file paperwork. All my contracts are closed.” 

“Then its somebody new.” Maxim offered quickly. 

His eyes darted to the shaded window as a two dark figures ran past the curtains.  

“We need to move.” Maxim mouthed. 

Without second thought, Antwan’s eyes moved to the dancing shadows as a small object sailed through the giant window and landed on the floor.  

“Dive!” Antwan shouted as he dove sideways over the kitchen island. 

Maxim landed next to him behind the kitchen counters as the smoke bomb turned their dining room into a cloud of impenetrable smoke. 

“Told you.” Maxim whispered with a smile. 

“We’re not done.” Antwan said. 

There was a glint of a laugh in his eyes before he turned his shrewed eye to the white smoke wafting from their dinner table. Maxim reached into the nearest beige cabinet and pulled a belt of weapons out from behind a row of canned goods. He strapped the belt to his chest and removed two handguns and bullet clips. He glanced at Antwan who was looking at him incredulously. 

“What?” Maxim asked. 

“Nigga, our children play in that cabinet.” Antwan rolled his eyes. 

“They also use to play in the bottom drawer of our dresser but they’ve never found the weapons we hide in there.” Maxim wagged his brow. 

“I genuinely hate you.” Antwan goaded.  

“Love you too, baby.” Maxim kissed his cheek as he removed the safety from his guns. “Let’s kick some ass.” 

Maxim and Antwan launched themselves from behind the counter and into the smoke. Rounds of shots filled the air as they sprayed the house with bullets. They stood back to back as they turned in a tight circle observing the eerie silence that filled the whispering air.  

“Clear?” Maxim asked. 

“Clear.” Antwan confirmed. 

“Happy Anniversary, baby.” Maxim proclaimed. 

He laced his arms around Antwan’s thick waist and pull him into a tight embrace. Maxim pressed his lips to Antwan’s forehead and then his lips. Antwan softened as the seconds stretched out in their romance. He pulled away abruptly. 

“We have to move.” He said. 

“You get the case. I’ll get the bags.” 

this is literally my fanfiction

Unmask (Cover)

Episode 10: "$25 Forbidden Pizza" (Show Notes)

listen along here

[00:00:47] Lilia’s fanart of G’s fic

[00:04:37] "Wingfic," also as defined by Fanlore

[00:04:50] Fansplaining's fanfiction trope survey

[00:07:28] The Twilight "Storytellers" films, including jalice origin story We've Met Before (starring the Totally Philadelphian LACMA lamps seen below:)

my favorite character is this LACMA security guard in the background

[00:07:59] Shannon and G in the Jalice Lamps™

[00:08:07] The famously Philadelphian "Rocky steps” G mentions

[00:08:17]

[00:08:29] Stay tuned for G’s dirty soda tiktok

[00:12:10] Shannon’s Midnight Sun summary:

Well. I’m tired. Edward does his Edward thing. He can’t touch her, he claims he loves her more than she loves him. He can’t fuck her cause he’ll, and I quote, “break her.” And godfor-fucking-bid he lets himself feel happiness without hating himself for daring to be so happy. This is what religious trauma does to people folks. Anyways, Edward creeps out all of his classmates and teachers, Jessica wants all the tea, Alice just wants to be allowed to talk to Bella, and Rosalie is currently working on her new book: 100 Ways To Eviscerate Your Brother, Mentally AND Physically. But at least we get two other things in this chapter that Edward hates: Bella’s green sweater, and eating pizza. Cheers brothers, I’ll drink to that!

[00:24:27] bet

[00:25:16] Dyspraxia

[00:37:00] What’s Edythe and Beau’s score on the Rice Purity Test?

[00:43:00] Rosacea

[00:45:15] Shannon is referencing this series of SNL skits (hi, Kristen Stewart!)

[00:47:46] Beau whenever Jeremy asks him a question

[00:52:11] American public school lunch is NOT THAT EXPENSIVE

[00:52:39] “It’s one slice of pizza, Michael”

[00:57:15] When you have to read “Edythe’s long eyes” for the third time

[01:03:23]

[01:20:47] Emmett in gym class, probably

[01:26:08] The original "Bella gets turned by pizza" tumblr post by @renegadepack

[01:28:11] We should probably have clarified that “I’m/you're ableist” is a running inside joke we employ whenever G opposes Lilia on any topic, not an actual declaration of bigotry

Thanks for listening along, friends!!

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concert footage montage || stardust - music sounds better with you

away: lu / mei || novo amor - colourway

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once upon a time || crack!

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co home page promo || chevelle - punchline

f a n f i c t i o n

coronation street || kate / rana - don't go

warrior nun || ava / beatrice - edge of desire

t a g s

shows: a league of their own american horror story away breaking bad dead to me dexter faking it - karmy the fall first kill fleabag game of thrones - jon snow - jonsa gap the series glee - brittana glow grey's anatomy the handmaid's tale the haunting of hill house - the haunting of bly manor house of cards jessica jones kevin can f**k himself killing eve legend of the seeker lost lovecraft country mad men merlin midnight mass misfits the oc the office - jam once upon a time - swan queen orphan black roswell - candy - dreamer skins - naomily smallville - chlark - clois sons of anarchy stranger things supergirl - supercorp - danvers sisters supernatural true detective the vampire diaries - steroline the walking dead westworld - queen maeve the x files yellowjackets

superheroes: dc - batman - superman - wonder woman marvel - captain america - agent carter - black panther

movies - gone girl - pleasantville - matilda - mad max - the mist - hunger games - the children's hour - portrait of a lady on fire - professor marston and the wonder woman

videogames - mass effect - assassin's creed - bioshock - the sims - life is strange - the last of us - fallout - dragon age - red dead redemption

that gay shit - lintz - shoot - kana - teriah - luimelia - soljiwan - vintage lesbians - soap life - the children's hour

chevelle - pete loeffler

aesthetic - hand porn - eyegasm - eargasm - parallel porn - au - manip - quotes - yes good - bae - beaten and bloody - silhouette - smoking

lulz - gpoy - accurate - christ - live fast die young bad girls do it well - fanfiction - iconic - tumblr - vine - *chokes* - 2020 - cats - dogs

people: ariana grande - robert pattison - kristen stewart - kai

As requested...an update. May not be long but it has drama lol. Hope you enjoy and much love to you all.

Chapter 12: Update Kristen Stewart / Charlize Theron

           ❤  𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸𝐷 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑁, 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 ❤  

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bella swan x fem! reader. 

lowercase intended.

this story takes place during new moon. also, i love edward cullen as much as i love bella swan but in this story, edward cullen has no rights. 

me and my homies all fucking HATE new moon edward cullen. 

anyways, if you like this, please give it a 'like' and tell me if you like it because it'll mean the world to me :( 

thank you and enjoy!! WARNINGS:  smut. there's not a lot of it, it's mainly just oral and somewhat dirty talk. again, not a whole lot of anything, really. it's mainly fluff with somewhat smut. idk??? either way. i hope yall like it.

(y/n) stirred in her sleep, the floor  below her squeaking loudly due to her  continuous movements. she couldn't stop squirming around, couldn't get comfortable in the slightest, no matter how much she tried to do so.  (y/n) tried her best but didn't - couldn't - succeed. she was constantly stirring as she tried to rest.. no matter what position she tried, no matter how many melatonin gummies she had previously taken before as well, nothing seemed to work. both her thoughts and heart were racing, she knew they wouldn't stop or slow down any time soon, either.    they kept going, running and running, it was as if her thoughts were a horse, racing to the finishing line but the finishing line was so far away, so out of reach, she couldn't seem to catch up to it. as for her heart, it was hammering away against her chest, rapidly.    though, she knew it was physically impossible, (y/n) swore her best friend - bella swan - could hear (y/n)'s heartbeat drumming and jack hammering against her chest. but all was silent in the room, other than the faint snores drifting away from bella's lips and (y/n)'s heavy breathing. the thoughts that clouded her mind were nothing but pure filth, such sinful things that'd make even the devil red in the face and cause him to go speechless.   all these thoughts were about bella, too. (y/n) knew it was wrong to think such thoughts about your best friend, especially one who just went through a break up not too long ago but she couldn't help herself.   truth be told, she always did have an attraction to her best friend, ever since the two were children, actually, (y/n) always had a crush on bella.   

of course, she didn't know what those feelings were as a kid, she just thought bella was pretty the way flowers were and the way the sky was when it'd drastically change colors, have it be a sunset or a sunrise, it didn't matter because they were a beautiful sight to her, as was bella.   The marriage of warm honey hues and deep caramels spun  in bella's eyes,  her brown hair was long and wavy,  it   flowed  so smoothly down over her shoulders and across her back.  

as of the moment, however, her hair was a bird's nest and in every other angle, strands of hair poked out from her sleeping, restless face. it actually made (y/n) giggle faintly as she bent forward, sneaking a peek at her best friend. 

she had done this every other time within the night, sneaking a glance, here and there, just to watch how beautiful she slept - how peaceful she looked.  but  (y/n) also was quick to lay back down against the sleeping bag she was  oh so, uncomfortably sleeping in. the moment bella rolled over and shifted in her sleep, she'd be quick to shut her eyes and play pretend, afraid of bella waking up and seeing her, gawking at her, googly eyes and a lovestruck expression across her face.  she didn't want bella to think she was a total creep, for gazing  at her like that, especially as the girl was elsewhere within her own state of mind, more than likely, dreaming of her ex boyfriend, edward, too.  the reason they were having this sleepover, anyways, was because charlie - bella's dad - suggested it. said that bella could use a friend, especially with edward getting up and walking out on her for whatever, given reason that may be, nobody expect bella knew. and even then, bella didn't say anything about it. she kept quiet. but even then, no words needed to be spoken, bella's expressions and body language were more than enough of a dead giveaway; she was still so hung up about the cullen boy. 

at least, this is what (y/n) thought. everyone in forks thought that. expect, as she's thinking about bella, lost in her own thoughts, she hears a faint whimper, coming above her. eyebrows furrowed and bottom lip tugged between her teeth, (y/n) sits up and at first, she hesitates, wondering if she should wake bella up herself or go and get charlie. charlie warned her that bella was having nightmares, waking up in the middle of the night, she'd yell on the top of her lungs and cry until there were no tears left.  expect, before she could make that decision, she hears the whimpers growing louder, thus giving her the explanation and the answer to the question she had yet asked. bella wasn't having a night terror, no, instead she was touching herself. and she was touching herself to (y/n).  "a-ah.... oh... (y/n)..." bella's voice is hoarse, groggy, it's as if she had just woken up.   (y/n) felt foolish  for not having picked up on the sudden noises before but there they were - the faint buzzing and the soft, slick sound of bella pleasuring herself with said toy.  once she recognized the sound, she couldn't unhear it. (y/n)  now, having known what it exactly was that she was doing, she could hear it a little too well.  it sent her own core throbbing, begging to be touched.  the thin layer of cloth she wore around her thighs, a poor excuse of a pair of panties if you ask her, began to leak with (y/n)'s arousal.  but there, she lay, as stiff as a board, unable to move.  until she heard bella's voice. then and only then, did she feel her heart begin to pick back up with speed  and the butterflies that she desperately tried to hide began to flutter and fly deep within her stomach, sending an endless amount of feelings to flood her.  "(y/n)? i know you're awake... i know you can hear me. i can practically read your thoughts, too. read you like a book. i've known you since, well... forever." bella giggled but her voice cracked, giving away at the last sentence she spoke, it was as if she was on the verge - the edge  - of coming undone. and completely oblivious to the fact, bella was, indeed, on the edge of an orgasm. and she needed  (y/n). now, more than ever, she needed her best friend.  "i know you want me, (y/n). i won't lie, either, i want you too... and i also know you want my pretty pussy as much as i want yours."   (y/n)'s breath hitches in her throat and she solemnly  swears her heart stops beating.  fully sitting up, her (e/c)  eyes meet with bella's hazel ones. "are you sure? you aren't just saying this because-" bella shook her head, quick to reply before (y/n) could even mention her ex boyfriend's name. bella didn't want to hear about him. not now, not ever again. he broke her heart but here (y/n) was, always there to pick bella up when she fell. bella, herself, felt like an idiot for not realizing her feelings sooner.  yes, she loved edward, and a little piece of her always probably would love him.  and yes, she'll also think about the endless possibilities  that could have happened in the future with edward but.... 

as she looked at her best friend, bella realizes that she'd rather remain as a mortal and die, loving this girl than love an immortal who left, even after claiming he loved her and wanted to spend forever with her.  

she'd rather be with (y/n) the girl who never gave up on her, even in the most difficult times.   this was her forever. and as dull and depressing as a human may be, especially one so scared of dying, bella wasn't afraid anymore. being with (y/n) made her feel alive. 

and again, she'd die, happily, as long as it meant (y/n) was by her side throughout it all.  

both bella and (y/n) knew, too, nothing would ever tear them apart. no matter what, they'd always be together.

 friendship or relationship, at the end of the day, it'll always be them.  "yes. i'm sure. i'm positive. i want you now more than ever. i.... well, i've been thinking about it for awhile. often, i should say.... you're the only friend  - only person - who has remained by my side, not just with this breakup but even when i lived thousands and thousands of miles away. you sent me letters and packages.... hell,  when i told you i finally got a laptop. you were the first person in my inbox.  you sent me multiple emails, all of which mainly contained of nothing expect, 'i miss you's.' 

you were always there for me. and even now, even when i had pushed you away for a boy who could care less about me, you were there. i love you, (y/n). and i am so sorry it took me so long before to realize."  by the time, bella was done talking, (y/n) scrambled up on her feet (she nearly fell in the progress, too) and pushed bella down against the bed, instantly crashing her lips on the other girl's. smiling in the kiss, bella happily kisses back, murmuring a soft, "i love you," against (y/n)'s lips. "and i love you." (y/n) replied. the kiss was short, simple and sweet. it would have lasted longer and  bella was upset when (y/n) had pulled away  but (y/n) giggles softly and explains why she ended the kiss so soon, so quickly.  "what did you say earlier, by the way? you know.... about me, wanting that pretty pussy of yours? is that offer still on the table, bell?" (y/n) whispered, seduction easing its way into the words she spoke. bella shuddered, feeling her nipples harden and her cunt throb as (y/n) talked.    "y-yes." bella stammered, blushing deeply as she chewed on her bottom lip. "will you? please? 'm still so wet." bella continued, the blush on her cheeks only growing a deeper and darker red as she confessed this.  

 in one swift movement, bella holds the toy up, proving her statement. the toy was small, no bigger than her and (y/n)'s fingers combined.  the only light in the room, other than the faint glimmer and glow of the lights hung up above bella's bed was the pale light of the moon, peaking out from the curtains. even with little to no light, (y/n) could tell the toy was soaked with bella's wetness.  "lay on your back. spread your legs for me, want to see your full pussy on display for me. won't you do that for me, bells? be my good girl and show me your cute cunt?" 

 like earlier, bella shuddered at (y/n)'s words and throwing the comforter off of her, she gets cozy and lays on the mattress, her breathing heavy as she watched (y/n) spread her legs apart and before she can even register what's happening, she feels the soft but wet tip of (y/n)'s tongue in between her folds.  "oh." bella mewled, throwing her head back against the pillows behind her head.  edward never touched her, other than a few awkward kisses, here and there. he  always said he was too scared he'd hurt her. how ironic, being the fact he still managed to hurt her by leaving her. not so much in the bedroom because they never got around to it. but he was gone now and (y/n) was here,  showing and proving that she was better than that heartless, and undead son of a bitch.  "(y/n) please..." bella whimpered, tugging on her lower lip harder as she felt (y/n)'s tongue go deeper inside. a moan leaves her lips before she could say anything else.     (y/n), taking her clit  in her mouth, bella squeals with delight and surprise at the sudden action.  "oh, fuck, yes~!"  bella moans, throwing her head back, her hand finds its way into (y/n)'s hair, curling her fingers around the stray few pieces that slip between her fingertips.  "eat me out, baby, just like that.  you like that, hm? like the taste of your best friend's cunt on your tongue?  fucking devour it, baby, eat me out as if i'm your last meal. oh, (y/n)!!" bella's voice grew louder, more needy, by the second. (y/n) as quick as ever, flicks her tongue again and again, over and over,  against bella's clit, her lips hollow over her womanhood and she licks all around, taking in bella's juice like a cum slut she was.  

bella seemed to enjoy it, with the way she was withering and shaking above her. there's that, of course,  and her, growing wetter the more (y/n)'s tongue and lips hover over her cunt. so,  there was the answer to the question she had yet asked. being the ultimate tease, however, (y/n) pulls back and replaces her tongue with the toy that bella used earlier, slipping it in easily as the wetness of herself continues to leak out.  "oh, fuck!" bella exclaims, she's quick to cover her mouth with the palm of her hand,  however, reminding herself that her father was downstairs, more than likely, passed out on the couch with a repeat of last year's game on the screen. if he had heard her yelling, (thanks for that, edward) he'd be quick to run up the stairwell, careful on his feet so he wouldn't trip and  he'd burst through the door, seeing if his daughter was okay and if she needed him like all the other times he had heard her, screaming and hollering.  of course, if that were the case; he'd see bella, being eaten out by her best friend, tears of pleasure and satisfaction rolling down her cheeks, bottom lip clamped between her teeth, all while (y/n)'s face was full of her pussy, her chin glistening with her juices.  as her one hand covered her mouth, her other had left (y/n)'s hair and was digging into the comforter, her nails digging into the flower printed fabric. 

"that's it, baby, yes, yes, oh, FUCK.  fuck me like that, please, don't stop, oh please, don't stop."  bella's words ran together as she was getting closer and closer to an orgasm. the slur in her speech made it seem as if she were drunk, more than anything. "fuck me like a whore, (y/n), please... want you. need you so bad. 'wan be a good girl for you and cum just for you, babygirl, please."  more than happy to do so, (y/n) does exactly that.  removing the toy, (y/n) replaces the opening of bella's cunt with her fingers, pumping her fingers back and forth; in and out. she does this while shoving her face back in between bella's thighs.   meanwhile, bella bucks her hips into her best friend's mouth, her lips falling down into a little 'o' shape as  the familiar heat pools in the bottom of her stomach and continues to build. her teeth clench together as her feet arch up and her toes curl downward. "oh god.... oh, (y/n).. i'm coming!"  bella's words, like earlier, have not changed because the palm of her hand was still clamped over her mouth, therefore the words that left her lips were muffled.    as the girl rides out her high, the other gal remained in the same position, licking and swallowing all the cum that bella just let loose, happily slurping it up.  the girl below was obviously messy.    even in the dim lighting of the room, bella could see her best friend's face was covered with her own  arousement, it  was dripping  from her lips and her own wetness - she noticed - was sticking to her underwear and was beginning to leak, the drip sticking to her thighs. had she really came, untouched? 

the thought made bella hornier, if that were even possible.   "was that okay?" (y/n) was the first one to speak up and her voice came out in a whisper. it took bella a moment or two to process the words and piece them together. giggling, bella is quick to sit up and crawl over, pinning (y/n) to the bed and kissing her. 

"baby, that was wonderful... you made me feel so fucking good so great. i love you so much." (y/n), hearing bella confess this, squeals with happiness as she kisses her best friend - girlfriend? - back, smiling widely into the kiss as they lay there, lovingly interlocking lips with one another. "but..." bella pulls away, her cheeks flushing as she continues with her sentence, "how about me? can i have a taste of you?" goosebumps prickle her skin  at the question and eagerly, (y/n) nods and grips onto bella's arm, her fingernails digging into her skin as she practically begs for it. 

she needed this so bad. 

wanted bella so bad since all those summer's ago.  "please, bella..."  giggling and smiling - oh, how (y/n) loved seeing her smile, especially knowing she was the reason behind it -  bella nods as she trails down, opening (y/n)'s legs and doing the exact same thing that (y/n) just did. "oh... bella..."  *~* 

throughout the night, bella and (y/n) took turns, pleasing and pleasuring the other. soft, gentle whispers of 'i love you's' left their lips at any given chance, at any free moment they had.  by the end of the night, bella forgot all about edward cullen, all she could think about was (y/n). 

 as for (y/n) she was - though, she wouldn't dare say this to her best friend -

(well, girlfriend) 

(bella asked if it was okay if they put that label on themselves and (y/n) laughed and pulled her into a passionate yet hungry kiss, "i've been waiting forever for you to ask me... yes, bella, i'd love to be your girlfriend.") 

but she was glad edward was out of the picture, too. 

(the two girls came out to charlie the next morning and completely unfazed, he nods and presses a steaming cup of coffee to his lips, sipping on it slowly before he spoke,  “at least you know you have my approval.” 

charlie, too, was more than happy to see edward gone and out of the picture. he liked (y/n) a lot better, anyways.) 

Can you write a Bella+Edward+fem human mate headcannon please

i'm just gonna say bella is already a vampire at this point, and renesmee doesn't exist

can you say overprotective?

if someone even looks at you, they are there with their arms around your shoulder, waist, or holding your hand

they would do anything and everything for you

bella loves cooking for you

even if she doesn't need to eat anymore

and cuddling before bed is a must

you can't fall asleep if either one of them are gone

they also love to spoil you

edward loves buying you jewelery

and bella loves taking you shopping for clothes

on that note, you steal their clothes

mostly bella's, but so much that you basically share a closet with her

overall, they are fully and completely yours

you are their whole life

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@fandomwritersworld @scandalous-chaos @bluetreecloud20 @wolfstarxstarchaser @analove26 @illloveyou @marishaslove @twilight-among-the-stars

i don’t want to live twilight so i can have guys fight over me i just want to live in forks cos it’s so fucking peaceful and rainy and i want to exist in the blue filter and also cook lasagna like bella and live in the cullen house for simply the view and just exist and dress and have a flip phone like it is 2008 where things were simpler

ok and also maybe a sexy mythical boyfriend just for the lols