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sorry i butt dialed you guys

Edward: I watch Bella sleep because I’m worried about her well-being constantly! Not being near her is the only pain I know!

Emmett: you’re kinda weird for that. Ngl.

what makes me actually boil with rage is the way it’s framed as though jacob & the cullens have an even rivalry and like, he hates them just as much as they hate him, but like… jacob is a lower class kid who lives on the rez, the cullens live in a plantation home on private property. jacob calling alice a leech is an insult, but alice calling him a mongrel calls into power and privilege, ya know. like am i supposed to honestly think jake making blonde jokes to rosalie (which is certainly sexist and uncalled for) is on the same level as her serving him food in a dog dish? him seeing the cullens as bloodsuckers and murderers is just like, incorrect and unfair, but them seeing him as uncivilized and over-aggressive has implications deeply rooted in the oppression of his people

go figure the ecological perspective of vampires is more empathetic that a lot of humans'

The Years Have Caught Up

Carlisle took a breath, wincing when he entered the retirement home. He felt his family's eyes piercing into his back, it took all his strength to not look back, he knew what he would see. So he closed the glass door and walked to the front desk, flashing a smile at the lady.

"Hello, I'm here to see Y/N Cullen?" Immediately the woman at the desk's eye's seemed to sadden in pity, he stopped his wince.

"Of course, i presume you're Mr Cullen?" She asked, eyes turning to her computer. The blonde male nodded slightly. "Just wait for a minute, a nurse is with her at the moment."

The doctor nodded and went to sink into a chair behind him. If his heart could, then it would be wilting. He stared at the wall, it covered in dusty floral paper that was slowly peeling off to reveal sickly white walls.

"She's been like this since she got here, the nurses have tried to talk to her, but she hasn't reacted to any of them."

Carlisle looked towards the girl in the hospital bed. Her E/C eyes stared hopelessly at the window, her lips pressed tightly together and her jaw tensing. Shaking, her hands lay on her lap. Carlisle stepped into the room, giving the nurse a smile before closing the door.

"Hello, my name's Carlisle Cullen, What's yours?" Of course he already knew her name, but that familiarity would comfort her.

She turned her head, her eyes widening slightly when spotting him.

"I'm Y/N."

Carlisle smiled, coming to sit next to her bed.

"What about your second name?"

"L/N,"

"That's lovely." Carlisle looked into her eyes. "And how old are you Y/N?"

It took her a moment, her eyes glued to his face.

"Nine,"

"Mr Cullen?"

Carlisle shook himself from his trance, smiling at the lady at the desk.

"She's ready for you, room five, just down there."

He nodded at her, getting up from his chair at making his way to the room.

The large golden letter on the old door teased him. He could hear the faint heartbeat in the room, the ratty breathing and shallow coughs.

His cool hand met the warmer metal and his hand jerked, the door giving a gentle click and he finally entered.

Carlisle opened the door, the small suitcase held tight in his hands.

"This is our house," Carlisle grinned at Y/N as he set her suitcases down. "My wife is in the process of decorating your room at the moment, and our kids are still at school, you'll meet them all later though."

Carlisle watched as the girl looked at the large living room. Her E/C eyes sparkled in wonder.

"Carlisle?" His wife walked down the stairs. "Is that her?"

Esme faked her surprise, gasping.

"Oh! It is you, hello dear!" Esme grinned towards her. "Sorry i didn't hear you coming. I'm decorating your room at the moment, it looks absolutely stunning! Carlisle mentioned you're a fan of mint green, so i added a little bit of it, do you want to go see it?"

Y/N looked his way unsurly. He gave her a smile, patting her shoulder gently before pushing her into Esme's delicate arms.

He watched as they climbed the stairs, his grin stretching his face.

"Carlisle, is that really you?"

He fell out of his day dream and into the real world. His eyes met emotionless E/C and a chill ran down his spine.

"Y/N..." he watched as the elderly ladies eyes sparkled in wonder.

"Oh Carlisle! I've missed you, i haven't seen you in ages!"

Carlisle winced.

"I came by last week, Y/N,"

Y/N rolled her eyes, grinning at him.

"Silly! I would remember!" She went to get up, her two legs shaking at the sudden pressure.

Carlisle zoomed by her side, helping her stay upright.

"It's alright sweetheart, I'll come to you." He delicately set her on the sofa, sitting next to her.

Y/N whinned from her spot in bed, a cool towel wetting her forehead.

"I know, Sweetheart. Just relax." Carlisle muttered, rubbing her arm.

"When can i have more medicine?" The girl sniffed.

Carlisle glanced at the clock.

"Soon, i promise." He assured.

Y/N threw her head back and groaned.

"I hate being sick!" She growled causing Carlisle to laugh.

"I don't know one person who enjoys it," Carlisle repositioned the flannel on her head.

Suddenly his phone rang, vibrating loudly on the table.

He picked it up and read the contact.

He smiled at the girl apologetically before leaving the room.

Y/N huffed, looking around the dimly lit room. Her eyes caught sight of the tv remote, a sudden urge to watch her favourite show consume her.

She leaned over, reaching over towards the controller, her fingers skimmed the plastic and accidentally pushing it further away. Y/N groaned, stretching out further.

With no success, Y/N began to throw the covers off and sit up, wincing at the feel of her body burning.

Her feet met with freezing cold floors and as soon as her toes grazed the surface, she was tucked back in bed with the remote control in her hands.

Carlisle Cullen stood infront of her, blonde eyebrow raised and a smirk painted on his lips.

Carlisle smiled down at her, trying to ignored the mist in her eyes.

"You always look so handsome, Carlisle!" Y/N sighed, touching his cheek. He chuckled. "Of course thats expected, i raised such a beautiful boy!"

Carlisle grinned, playing stupid to the sharp dagger that pierced his heart.

"Look over here, Y/N!" Esme stated, raising her camera to the girl's face.

Carlisle watched Y/N, her beautiful F/C dress blew behind her. His eyes hardened at the male beside her, his heart squeezing.

"Ok Mum! I think that's enough!" Y/N laughed, breaking away from her date to pull her into a hug.

"Oh you look so beautiful! I bet Carlisle is so mad right now!" Both girls giggled before Y/N turned to her date.

"I'm just gonna talk to my dad," with a nod, she walked to him, being engulfed in a large hug.

"I don't see why you can't just stay indoors," the doctor mumbled, rolling his eyes.

"This is Prom, Dad. You only go through it once!" Y/N laughed.

"But you're not grown up enough yet. Plus, that boy's looking at you funny,"

"Oh shush! It's cause he's my date!"

Carlisle sighed, taking in the girl's appearance.

He crushed her into his chest, his mouth coming to rest near her ear.

"I raised such a beautiful girl!"

Carlisle raised an arm, putting it over Y/N's shoulders and gently hugging her to his side.

"Do you remember Stephen?" Y/N mumbled, her eyes seemed to stare out the window, but Carlisle believed she was looking past it, at something even he can't see.

"He was your Husband, do you remember?" Y/N hummed slightly.

"I see him sometimes, at the end of my bed. I try to tell the nurses but they don't believe me." Y/N looked at him. "I hear them whispering at my door sometimes. They say stuff."

Carlisle raised a brow.

"What type of stuff?"

Her eyes fall to his chest, her eyebrows scrunched together in thought. She looked back up.

"...i can't seem to remember..."

Carlisle watched his girl dance across the floor, her pure white dress circling around her. The man she was dancing with cradled her so delicately, it made Carlisle sigh.

"They're absolutely stunning, are they not?" Esme joined him, linking their arms and cuddled into his side.

"Absolutely stunning," he agreed, his golden eyes following the two people.

The family of Cullen's glanced at him, eyes softening towards him.

"I can feel your eyes of pity and I'm getting tired of it," he sighed, turning to them.

"Sorry," Alice stated, glancing to the couple. "She seems really happy, don't you think?" Alice looked towards her husband.

"I can feel it." He shrugged at his family "She feels happy...yet..." the group perk up and tensed. "There's sadness hidden deep underneath it."

Carlisle was out of his seat, tapping the groom on the shoulder and replacing him with himself.

Y/N relaxed into his body, her head landing on his chest.

"Jasper told me something interesting..." she tensed. "Why the sadness, sweetheart?"

"I just..." she looked at him. "I can't help but feel it. You know? I--i guess it's because i just can't fathom that I'm leaving you guys. Now i married Stephen, we're moving to our own place and starting our own family. And--and I'll be leaving you guys."

Carlisle rested his chin on her head.

"No matter where you are in the world, you'll never leave us, we'll always be here for you,"

Y/N's chin began to wobble and tears filled her eyes.

"I'm not talking about moving house..."

"It's ok not to remember," the blonde assured, his fingers digging into the thin locks of grey hair. "It's alright, just close your eyes and rest...I'm sure it will come to you."

"Are you sure? You're not going to leave while I'm asleep are you?"

Carlisle shook his head.

"Never,"

"Hey dad? Can you go get Jackson's milk bottle?"

Carlisle zoomed into the kitchen and back into the front room with bottle in hand.

Y/N sighed in relief, putting the tit in his mouth.

Rosalie swept in, watching the new mother's eyes droop.

"You go get rest, I've got this!" She grinned, taking him into gentle arms.

Y/N thanked her, going to sit on the other sofa and closing her eyes.

"You alright?" Carlisle asked, sifting a hand through the thick H/C locks.

The woman shook her head. She jolted when she felt a pluck on her scalp.

"Ow! What was that?"

"Nothing my dear, go to sleep." Y/N glared and the vampire before closing her eyes. Soft snores quickly filled the silence.

"Carlisle?" Rosalie called questionably, her hands supporting the baby's head.

He raised his hand, revealing a transparent stand of white hair.

The Vampire's eyes locked.

Carlise sat in silence, his girl's head resting on his chest with her eyes closed and her hair dangling infront of her face.

The doctor could hear the moment everything stopped working. He could hear as everything inside her began to shut down.

Her head drooped, now it lay on his stomach, her body no longer moving to get comfortable.

The blonde closed his eyes, trying to stop the burning in his eyes.

Abolish Canada. Avenge the children. Reconciliation Is Dead.

Terrace

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so are we just not gonna talk about the sexual tension between Carlisle and Bella while he stitched her up in new moon?

like i’m not saying i’m into it but how are we just gonna ignore this

The way she grabs onto his side? The silk shirt? The stare to his chest? Ma’am..... I don’t see a nonsexual explanation

If we agree on something it’s canon sorry guys. Anyway Bella wanted to fuck Carlisle in this scene and he would’ve let her I SAID WHAT I SAID

Ladies I’m not saying you’re wrong I’m just saying for once can we not

the bible app is free you know

Ma’am I’m the granddaughter of a preacher I’m right with god he knows my values

hey guys. it’s been a while, hasn’t it? sorry about that. i uh took a break but tried to keep my queue stocked (i didn’t do it very well) so i wasn’t interacting with anyone. i had to take a break for myself. no i’m not fully back yet, but i’m going to try to be active more. i’m sorry for anyone that worried abt me or anything like that. i apologize, i truly do. i just needed to take some time for myself and figure out who i am. it’s crazy because never in a million years did i think i would have to say this out loud. hell, i never expected to even be this popular on social media. i never expected this at all. it’s all so wild to me.

so, anyway, you knew me as a she/her lesbian woman, yeah?

hi, i’m André. i use he/him pronouns and i am a bisexual man.

it took a while for me to find myself, and i hated who i saw with this account. i hated being the person i was. this post has been sitting in my drafts for so long, and here i am, finally posting it. i missed you guys. a lot. most of my mutuals on here have probably moved on to other things, but i think im back. i might reset my blog. i dont know yet. but i do know is that im going to try to be active more

mmmmmmkay. so maybe i was wrong. im a nonbinary lesbian. he/they/she

Bella Swan and Jacob Black in The Twilight Saga: New Moon (2009)

Charlie Swan and the Time My Daughter Went on One Date With a Guy, Then Came Home Screaming About How She Could No Longer Live With Me

Charlie Swan and the Time I Spent Months Worried to Death Over My Daughter Because Her High School Boyfriend Skipped Town and She Got Severely Depressed

Charlie Swan and the Fact That She Got Back Together With That Guy Even Though Jacob Black Is Obviously in Love With Her And, Really, Jacob Is Such a Sweet Kid and If They Got Together Billy and I Would Basically Be Family

Charlie Swan and She Really Married That Asshole, Huh?

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