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iveleftitwithyou · 3 days
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i would pay stephenie meyer the entire contents of my bank account (7 dollars) to write the rest of the twilight books from edward’s perspective ESPECIALLY new moon. i need to know what that weirdo was doing in rio every day
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(The man ) Garrett x Reader
(Requested by @twilightlover2007 )
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“Single file line, please! The ground is still very wet and slippery”, the bustling of very small toddlers and a single teacher trying to keep them all together was a sight to see at the Forks Museum. (y/n), a young pre-k teacher had finally gotten to take her small class of 10 children to the museum after weeks of waiting for parental approval forms to be brought back. It was the middle of winter and living in Forks meant that there wasn’t alot for a pre-k teacher to come up with to entertain the little ones. The museum was the cheapest option, and guaranteed that the small children would be entertained by the many artifacts and attractions that surrounded them. An aquarium would have been a much better bet, but the nearest one was out of state and very expensive. 
The small group of teacher and students were on their way to the minivan bus that (y/n) had organised when a small hand tugged at her winter jacket, “Miss Johnson I have to make a sissy!”, (y/n) knelt down to the boy’s height, “Okay Troy, but let me make sure everyone is buckled in first and that the nice security man can look after them”.
After that was all organised and the museum security agreed to watch them, (y/n) grabbed small Troy’s hand and guided him to the bathrooms inside the museum. They didn’t take long before exiting the girls restroom that (y/n) noticed the boys untied shoelaces, “Oh, just a second dear, let miss Johnson help you tie your laces…”  
It was a small gust of wind she noticed first, a glance to her left told her that the doors and windows were shut, leaving no room for cold air to pass. She stood up, “Miss Johnson, my-” “Hush”, her tone left no room for a word, she stepped in front of the boy and felt his small hands cling to her leg. She took a steady look around them, they were in a darker part of the building, and the light above them was flickering randomly. Another gust of wind past them, this time with enough force to blow her hair in her face and make the small child yelp. 
“Who’s there?” her voice seemed so quiet all of a sudden, almost out of pure instinct as if to hide where she was. She took a look back down to the boy but was met with bright red eyes the second she looked back, “Hey!” she yelped, taking a big and clumsy step back, careful of the child clung to her. The scruffy-looking man in front of her gave her a wry smile, “My my,  aren’t you a pretty thing?”, she scowled. He stepped forward, dark bags under his eyes making their strange colour stand out so much more, “Stay- stay right there…” The man took a step closer, “But you smell so good… Its been driving me crazy for days!” he made a dramatic gesture. (y/n) was so so frightened, frozen in a state of shock she could barely feel the shaking hands around her leg, but the boy’s crying snapped her out of it, and like a mother hen she snapped around and took the boy into her arms, holding onto him for dear life. The man stopped in his tracks, staring alarmedly at the crying child in her arms, (y/n) took her chances, not knowing if they were slim, “Please… don’t hurt us” she pled through her own tears now, her body seemed to be going haywire since this man showed himself like all her senses were telling her she was the prey and this red-eyed man was the predator.
The man said nothing, trying to reclaim his facade, he grumbled and sighed, his eyes darting between her and the child. He waved them off, and without thinking she ran, ran until she was at her van and told the security what happened, all the same trying to comfort a child in distress as the authorities arrived ten minutes later. Parents were called too, and most showed up not too long after the police, led by Charlie Swan. (y/n) was in such a state when she told them what she explained to the security, a tall, rough-looking man with red eyes had shown up out of nowhere and tried intimidating her and most likely worse. Chief Swan had the museum swept through and found no trace of such a man. “Go home, get some rest and tomorrow you come down to the station and we’ll take it from there, aight?” With nothing else she could of done, she drove the rest of the children back to the school and with the school already knowing what was up, she left them in the care of another teacher as she was sent home at just past noon.
(Y/n) locked all her doors and windows and distracted herself with a scalding shower. With no desire to eat or do anything else, and stressed beyond measure, (y/n) put on her cd player in the living room of her small one-story house and ploughed herself down on her coach, heavy blankets following.
She didnt sleep well that night, red eyes filling the dark corners of her living room…
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bella-swans · 12 days
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When millennials work in government
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edvthecvllen · 5 months
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‘irrevocably’ is a twilight word™️ and ‘ardently’ is a pride and prejudice word™️ i won’t be taking any questions thank you
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vorpalfae · 10 months
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forkswashington · 8 months
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you think charlie swan being like "i wonder what that BITE shaped BITE on my 17 year old daughter's arm is............ probably nothing. anyway....... beer time!!" is soooo unrealistic and frustrating until you remember he's a cop. like oh of course. i wouldn't expect anything less. rare and unintentional stephenie meyer w
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stepheniemeyer · 1 year
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Hello Mrs. Meyer,
Neil Gaiman won’t answer, but will you please tell us your thoughts on Goncharov?
Hello!
Goncharov is one of my dads favorite movies and he showed me when I was maybe a bit too young. But I do love it!
I’ve spoken extensively about the way that everything from literary classics like Wuthering Heights to music like My Chemical Romance inspired my work. However, I’ve always shied away from publicly talking about Goncharov because it means so much to me, but some of the themes in The Twilight Saga — especially the bits set in Volterra in New Moon with the clock tower — were loosely inspired by Goncharov. Scorsese is a genius and I hope that when you go back and look at The Twilight Saga you can see the little Easter eggs and various ways I’ve been inspired by that masterpiece.
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peacefulandcozy · 8 months
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Instagram credit: danielapardor
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sunset-curve-fantom · 7 months
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Eternity Jasper Hale x Reader
JUST TRYING SOMETHING!
You watched carefully as Jasper walked through the room. The sunlight shining in on the one beautiful day in Forks.
As the sunlight hit his skin, he sparkled. His skin reflective like a million stars as it reflected through the room. His golden eyes flashing throughout the room as you watched.
It was like he could feel your eyes tracking him, “Can I help you my love?” He questioned
You laughed under your breath as he focused on you. Under his gaze you could feel the butterflies in your stomach, knowing if you were still human that a blush would be crossing your cheeks softly.
WHAT DO WE THINK??? NEED MORE???
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redversaillesrose · 1 year
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I’m still baffled at the fact that Stephenie Meyer decided to make a 23 y/o the adoptive father of five teenagers who actively dated each other in public and everybody was like. Okay with it. In a town with less than 4000 people. Fuck the sparkling, Twilight’s biggest mistake was that, for vampires who allegedly try to blend in with humans, the Cullens are weird as shit and don’t care about remaining anonymous, and that jackassery would not stand in the real world. 
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misfitantoinette · 8 months
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This is a Breaking Dawn Part 2 inspired chess set I made from polymer clay and two clear Perspex acrylic sheets for the board.
The process took several months both in terms of concepting and actual making 😭 Chess pieces are a pain to make and it’s hard to get them all the right proportions when you’re doing everything free hand.
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okay. i know this is about to sound absolutely unhinged. but.
does anyone else remember that interview smeyer gave where she came up with a whole backstory for her cameo character in breaking dawn where she and the producer (who was also cameoing) were in an unhappy marriage because he was charlie swan’s deputy and gay and in love with him?
i KNOW i didn’t make this up, but i cannot find the article i read about it for the life of me
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petratherrock · 3 months
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Another reason I'm totally down for Midnight Sun's sequel? Edward leaving Bella in New Moon
Yes the one being left behind hurts but the one doing the leaving unwillingly and stupidly ? I need that food
Reading more about the Cullens siblings and Carlisle and Esme while they were gone? Yes
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perfectfeelings · 3 months
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I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.
Stephenie Meyer, Twilight
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1. Twilight
2. New Moon
3. Eclipse
4. Breaking Dawn
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hannaxjo · 7 months
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twilight would be so much better without stephenie meyer
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