When a fic doesn’t fit my head canons but it’s well-written
“create the shitty twilight valentine you want to see in the world.” —abraham lincoln to carlisle cullen, 1453
happy valentines my guys, gals and gnc pals x
thought it was time to make a twilight valentine (๑❛ᴗ❛๑)~✧♡
The Twilight Saga: New Moon (2009) dir. Chris Weitz
Bella Swan wedding look details 💞💞🌸🌸✨✨
“ These violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die like fire and powder, which as they kiss, consume. ” The Twilight Saga: New Moon (2009) dir. Chris Weitz
I think if Bella were to ever move her foot away from Eddie (cuz he has freezer ankles), he would cry his eyes out and lay on the floor
“I’m a monster, I’ll always be a monster- my soulless vessel serves only to taint your perfect existence ..”
“Edward, Eddie, babes - come back to bed!”
“The beast has proved victorious today. I am a hollow husk of a human man. You deserve so much more”
“Eddie, get your emo Shakespearian tush back over here. The floor is bad for your back.”
“For mortal backs, maybe… monster backs are not affected by the floor”
“I am gonna get Emmett to steal your legs, Eddie - I swear to god”
“God has abandoned me…”
Bella :
Bella’s dream🩸
So Twilight has been re-written from Edward's perspective AND gender-swapped. The logical next step seems to be the Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead treatment (or, if you will, The Lion King 1½ treatment), where it's re-written from the POV of a couple of side characters and the main plot is going on in the background of their own story.
Let's go into at least the first part of New Moon with this so we can include some more characters.
I left off Alice because she's already pretty central to the main story, the point is a more periphery character.
No I will not explain why I'm asking
I love how this post has become white people just admitting they bite people
Once again feel the need to share with the world that in 6th grade P.E. a girl bit me because she was "pregnant with twin vampire babies"
"My second reaction was horror.
Who was she? At first glance, I couldn’t find my face anywhere in the smooth, perfect planes of her features.
And her eyes! Though I’d known to expect them, her eyes still sent a thrill of terror through me.
All the while I studied and reacted, her face was perfectly composed, a carving of a goddess, showing nothing of the turmoil roiling inside me. And then her full lips moved.
“The eyes?” I whispered, unwilling to say my eyes. “How long?""
Can anyone guess who’s holding the mirror in this scene?