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I don’t think the absolute unhinged confidence of Tyler Crowley is talked about enough. The guy almost kills Bella with his car, would have if not for supernatural intervention and then thinks a suitable thing to do to “make up for it” is to go with her to a dance. After she turns him down for the spring dance he says “no biggie we have prom” and tells everyone it’s a done deal without her agreeing. Then Bella is publicly dating the male model at the school that’s never dated anyone before, the guy that intimidates people with his beauty. Tyler’s like “nope she’s still going with me!” Then no follow up. No asking about boutonnieres or corsage colors, no arranging a time or getting a group together. Just shows up at her house and is confused as to why she’s not there. God grant me the unearned confidence of Tyler Crowley.
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Tyler Crowley portrayed by Rome Flynn
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Twilight Advent Calendar Prompts
Dec. 13- What college major did each one of Bella's human friends choose?
Jessica - Public Relations - I figure she's able to get along with pretty much anyone and can put on a great fake face -- only Edward knows her vitrolic thoughts. She's good with people.
Angela - Occupational Therapist - she loves making a difference in kids' lives and is so patient and sweet with her clients.
Mike - Sports Medicine - also good with people, very friendly, I think he's be great at soothing an athlete while doing physical therapy.
Eric - Film - I see him loving movies and wanting to work behind the scenes, maybe editing or sound mixing.
Lauren - Meteorology - she always wanted to be the pretty weathergirl on the local news, but quickly dropped out when she realized she had to know science and stuff.
Tyler - he works at Pump 'N Save, boy's dumb as rocks, sorry.
Ben - Scientist - he's smart and studious and I just see him in a lab with a microscope.
#twilightadvent22#bella's friends#twilight humans#jessica stanley#angela weber#mike newton#eric yorkie#tyler crowley#ben cheney#lauren mallory
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angela weber :]
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Twilight Advent ‘22
Day 13 (12.13.22) - “What college major did each one of Bella's human friends choose?”
Did Bella really have human friends? You sure?? Just kidding. But another time to revisit the ye olde Lexicon to remind myself who her friends were. (Edit: I actually found a couple “friends” I’d completely forgotten about and the movie didn’t include.) I’m only gonna do a couple, though, ‘cause there’s quite a few, actually.
According to the Lexicon Jessica Stanley went to college in California and probably majored in fashion design or interior design for a semester or two and then found her “true” passion. I feel like she probably would’ve done well as an elementary school teacher or some kind of managerial position (wherein she, essentially, gets to boss people around for a living). I feel like during her junior year, though, she met someone who totally swept her off her feet, fell in love, got married, and even had a kid or two; all before her twenty-fifth birthday. I think she still lives in California and really loves her life as a soccer mom. She’s known for her “award-winning” bake sale cakes, has a truly gorgeous husband (who’s a personal trainer - maybe even a legit model), twins, and organizes the cul-de-sac block parties.
I think Mike Newton always felt like he’d eventually take over Newton Outfitters and so he majored in business or economics. He probably went to Washington State or stayed relatively close to home and eventually married some plucky girl after his relationship with Jessica Stanley fizzled out and he realized Bella would never leave Edward for him, lol. I think he’s simply living his “best life” as an All-American, Boy-Next-Door type as the manager of Newton Outfitters; complete with a beautiful trophy wife, three kids, a dog (or two), and has never lived out of Washington State. The furthest he’s ever gone was on his honeymoon. Maybe somewhere like Hawaii or the Bahamas. (Not that there’s anything wrong with living in your home state all your life.)
Ben Cheney, according to the Lexicon, moved with Angela Weber to Seattle and went to the University of Washington. To be quite honest, I’ve always associated him with Eric Yorkie. I don’t think Ben was part of the movies and they just “morphed” him with Eric. But anyway, I fully believe he majored in graphic design. Or some kind of art/comic book design (like an illustrator of comic books; whatever they’re called). I think he’s actually really successful and eventually found a job at Disney and has done a lot of set design/character design for all the Marvel movies. I think he and Angela Weber are still in contact ... in fact I’ll talk about why next.
Angela Weber went to the University of Seattle along with Ben and they also lived together in Seattle. I think she probably majored in photography and minored in English or English lit or something along those lines. I think she probably got a job as a newspaper photographer right out of college and probably eventually found success as, like, an indie filmmaker or something like that, who maybe does wedding photography on the side. I think she and Ben continued dating throughout college (although they did “take a break” for about a year but eventually got back together) and eventually got married when they were twenty-five(ish). I think Angela still keeps in touch with Bella and is really good about sending emails, Christmas cards, etc. But Bella ... well, she’s Bella, you know? She and Ben probably have at least one child, maybe two.
Tyler Crowley (aka the guy who nearly killed Bella with his van) didn’t have a whole lot of “direction” after high school and joined a branch of the armed forces for awhile. He probably remained with (whatever military branch) for like five, maybe ten, years and spent a lot of time traveling stateside. Eventually, though, I think he returned to Forks and went to the local community college where he majored in kinesiology and eventually got a job at Forks High School as the football coach. I think he’s probably had a lot of girlfriends but has never really settled down. He has one kid with an ex-girlfriend, with whom he co-parents. But, again, he’s never been able to settle down.
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stained glass windows in my mind (i regret you all the time) - Chapter One
Chapter One: a short love story of three parts
zero. point of start.
The earliest existing memory Bella has of her childhood was of her mother crying while holding her.
She remembers the coldness and wetness of the rain, how the white blankets were soft but provided no heat, and her mom. She had purple, upside down, rainbows under her eyes, glassy eyes, and rained salty teardrops on her small baby head. Her hair was a chestnut halo, and the hot pink shirt she wore looked like a wilting rose petal.
Bella theorized to herself that Renée was murmuring something, but her memory didn’t stretch that far. Just that imprint of the memory, the colors fading as time passed. If she focused on it without trying to pay attention to the memory itself, the colors became more vibrant, and the shapes became sharper.
She had a vague image of both Mom and Charlie holding her. It wasn’t as sharp, as vibrant.
The following memories were a blur of floral stamped sofa covers, the smell of lavender and her grandma’s soup. Mom had fled with baby Bella to the safety of her own mother. She grew up with Mom, and Grandma Maria. Didn’t meet her father properly until she was aware enough to ask if she had a Daddy, like the other girls in her class.
Bella remembers the lesson that came from asking about Charlie.
Grandma had made a strange expression, at that moment Bella didn’t know it was a mixture of pity and disgust. She had glared at Renée, Bella remembers, and snapped in quick Italian at Renée. Her mother’s face had flushed in deep red, snapping in rapid, angry Italian back.
Grandma had turned to Bella, huffing an angry, “Piccola, why are you asking?”
Shyly, Bella had explained how girls in her class asked after her Daddy, and didn’t she have one too?
Grandma had a severe look in her eye and asked if the girls were giving Bella trouble, but before Bella could answer, Renée cut in with a quick, “Nonsense! Children are children Máma.”
Bella kept silent about how her classmates treated her after that. After all, why try to tell Renée if she was going to shrug it off?
As Bella grew up, she kept going back to that lesson as Renée kept shrugging her off. Children are children? No, Bella thought, children are horrible. They are cruel. They are like sharks underneath calm waves, scenting blood in the water.
The good thing that came out of it was that Bella learned Italian as her second language. She hyper fixated on learning it that she caught herself thinking and cursing in Italian as the years went by. She picked up Latin and Spanish as she went.
In all honesty, Bella crammed so many inane things in her brain, so many research binges, that it was no surprise that she ended up in the AP classes. Learning came quietly, but easy to her. The less she said about her balance, or lack thereof, the better.
She held a special love for literature. She seeked refuge within yellowed pages and written prose. Bella loved how her brain turned off and allowed her to immerse herself inside a new universe for her to pry apart and build on it.
She learned to love classics on her Grandma’s lap. Black and white mute movies, old literature treasures, the passage of renaissance art, the subtle self-love of red lipstick and powerful hands.
Grandma Maria taught her with a gentle hand how to cook simple things, and whispered where to find the family recipes if something ever happened. To this day, she kept the old family recipe book with her wherever she went.
From Renée, she learnt the art of budgeting. Of growing up too fast in order to play house with her mom. Just, in the times they played house, it was Bella the mom and Renée the daughter.
As she grew up, Bella found herself becoming tired. Tired of taking care of her mother when it should be the other way around. Tired of becoming an outcast from her classmates because she was too busy maintaining two jobs, the house, and keeping Renée alive. Tired of becoming an adult before she had to.
When Renée remarried, Bella was wary.
Phil was young in a way that he could have been her older brother in another life. Not that it made Renée a cradle robber, she was still in her thirties after all. Phil in his twenties.
It was jarring, Bella concluded to herself quietly. Here was Phil, a handful of years older than her, in a whirlwind love with her mother. Here was Phil, with the nice guy act and charming smile, whose eyes followed Bella when Renée wasn’t looking.
Bella was about to do, she didn’t know, something. Anything. She was getting sick of having Phil suddenly up in her business when Renée wasn’t there. And Renée was never there. Not with the bills, not with the rent, and not when Grandma Marie was wheezing quietly in her hospital room.
pause. ap english lit. a fucking revelation in the wrong place wrong time.
“What about your dad?” Isabelle leans, long blonde hair spilling over her shoulder.
They were comically always paired together. Isabelle Hawthorn, blonde, preppy, popular, with Isabella Swan, brunette, quiet, in the outskirts. Nevermind that they had a derivative of the same name, the two girls were polar opposites. There were about five other Isabellas scattered in their grade.
In AP English Lit. Bella had a fucking revelation. What about her dad?
It came at the wrong fucking moment since they were supposed to be discussing The Great Gatsby and it’s motifs, but Isabelle was talking to a few girls who painted their makeup the same way as the celebrities did at that moment. Bella didn’t mean to listen in, she was just inconveniently right next to the gossiping girl group.
“What about him? Mom refuses to, like, take me there since- y’know… The homewrecker would be there.” Olive with the blue eyeshadow and bleached blonde hair sighs as she pops her gum. “I’d be into going if only to see what daddy dearest can give me. S’ the least he could do after running away with the homewrecker, y’know?”
Olive with pink hair and blue eyes says, “I totally get you, Matty’s got the same thing going. Only… her mom did the running. She went insane and went all hick and plaid.”
“What’s Matty gonna do?”
“What do you think? Drop city life to become a recluse? As if!” Lola with butterfly pins in her hair scoffs. “If anything, I bet she’ll have to, ugh, compromise and just spend a few days with her mom and then live full time here with her dad.”
“Moms usually have prominence over dads when it comes to custody battles though,” Olive with the blue eyeshadow sighs, “I would know after the trainwreck that was my parents divorce.”
“Imagine living in a small town though? Where everyone knows everyone and there’s nothing to do there?” All four girls shudder.
Bella stays next to them, quiet, mind whirling.
zero. follow up to the revelation. mother and daughter bonding fails.
“Bella, what are you talking about?” Renée interrupts Bella.
Bella gets this sudden urge to scream and slam something down and hear it crash.
She breathes in and tries again. And again. And again. Until it takes Phil’s third time post-wedding honeymoon phase leaving for a few weeks to do whatever his league at baseball does for Renée to start getting antsy at being left behind.
Bella angles it to view it from Renée’s love rose colored glasses instead of her more rational and tired way of view.
“Don’t you see, mom? If I stay with Charlie, Phil will have you supporting him there.”
It takes until the end of her second trimester in junior high for her mom to accept the idea of Bella leaving to live with Charlie.
Then it’s just packing and arranging things with the school administration and Forks High School with Charlie’s help.
God. Charlie. It was going to be awkward as hell. It’s been three years since she’s been at Forks. The last two summers she had to spend time with her dad had been down in LA afterall.
It isn’t that Bella hates Forks, it’s just that the wet and cold gives her hives. Not literal hives, unless you count that one moment where she tripped and fell on poison ivy when she tried hiking with some girls and boys in Forks and Charlie. Last time she saw those girls and boys her age had been when she was thirteen. She sometimes wonders about them in the vague sense you think of childhood friends that slowly left you due to time passing by.
She grew up in the comfort of dry heat, bustling city, and huge school campus. With new coffee shops and glee to find new bookstores. Hell, even going shopping the few times she said yes to Renée’s manic wardrobe episodes.
Forks was the antithesis of her usual day to day life.
In this, Bella relates to Renée. Forks does feel like it would be the death of herself.
She didn’t know how true that sentiment would be. Or what would come afterwards.
interlude. before the storm and sunshine.
She arrived on a rainy day. It kept raining, and the only day there was sun, he wasn’t there.
Bella didn’t know if it was a sign, or something, but if it rained (and she hated rain) when he was there, what did it mean that he wasn’t when it was sunny?
one. a new start. only, not. not really.
Forks was just the same as she left it. Except for the Cullens™, a rich family with drop dead gorgeous kids and parents. And Jessica Stanley, who Bella never met but the rest of the kids she used to hang out with did.
High School Politics™ has made Lauren Mallory even more stuck up than when they were thirteen and trying some red lipstick and burning smores. Mike and Tyler have given into becoming jocks, nevermind that Bella still remembers that one time Tyler slipped on wet sand and dragged Mike’s swimming briefs down. Both boys screamed in horror while Lauren and Bella laughed. Eric has found a deep passion in photography and journalism, though he still held a manly crush on comics and manga. Angela was still the same, and thank fuck for that since Angela has been and always will be the sane voice of reason.
Bella was just glad that the childhood summer friendships she had when she was thirteen survived enough for her to slip into the group as if she never left. Sure, the other kids saw her as the new girl, but this group saw her as Bella who once dared Mike to throw himself off the cliff into the water and the dumbass actually went and did it. Minus Jessica, whom Bella was feeling weird vibes from.
pause. a conversation between girls in the bathroom during lunch break.
“Relax,” Lauren soothes her, “Stanley is probably worried about her standing in the group, since we all knew each other since diapers and she’s the new girl.”
“I thought I was the new girl though?” Bella raises an eyebrow.
Lauren snorts, “You were born here, Elizabeth Bennet. Stanley came when she was eight and never settled into our group until we hit middle school.” She sighs, cornsilk colored hair being pulled into a messy bun, “You left us for the heat and city life around the time she settled with us. Bet that she’s comparing herself to you and coming up short.”
“No bet,” Bella refuses, “last time we made a bet, Mike ended up puking fifteen smores while Eric and Tyler recorded the whole thing.”
Lauren sharply moves the mascara wing away from her face before she stabs herself in the eye, she’s snort-laughing so hard she’s shaking. And there was the girl Bella knew.
two. interrogations.
She’s not obsessed, alright? Shut up, Lauren.
Edward Cullen was aggravatingly stupid and enchanting, Bella didn’t know why he called out to her so much.
She has so many questions. About everything.
And then the dumbass goes and saves her from Tyler’s van.
Really, if he didn’t want her to suddenly ask questions and stuff, then he shouldn’t have bothered!
Bella thinks, and she does like to think a lot, but she thinks that she’s actually making progress with Edward! Nevermind that Jessica is glaring at her, Lauren is laughing at her, and the boys are acting weird lately with all the Edward Cullen™ talk. Angela is, as always, a supportive best friend. The bestest.
interlude. nightmare.
Out of everything, Bella did not think of the consequences of poking the metaphorical bear with a large stick.
Fucking vampires?!?!?!?!
“This is way above my pay grade,” She realizes with some horror. Then, of course, that horror became fascination. Because what the fuck?
interlude pt. 2. consequences and complications.
She became distant from her human friend group as the Cullen lifestyle welcomed her. Edward and Alice convinced her that it was for the best. And, well, Bella Swan is just a 17 year old girl who didn’t know better.
pause. a conversation between two girls before a disaster.
“Bella, this isn’t you.” Lauren confronted her before Edward came to whisk her away to the Cullen's house.
“Um, what?”
“This!” Lauren gestures at her. “For fucks sake, you’re wearing the ugly blue sweater that Mike gifted you and sent it to you through Charlie. You swore that you would never wear it because the material was weird on your skin!”
“Lauren-”
“No! Bella, what’s going on? This isn’t you. You’re literally changing yourself for some rich guy who's going to leave and dump you with a baby on the way!”
“Lauren! It’s not like that!”
“Bella, this is the first time in this month we’re talking.” Lauren says. She huffs in disbelief. “Mike and Tyler are worried, they know how douchebag boys act after all. Eric tried talking to you but you blew him for Edward! Again, may I add! Angela is stress baking. And I just had it with Jessica trying to spread shit about you because you bagged a Cullen.”
“Lauren…”
“Bella,” Lauren starts before seeing Bella’s face. She became mad. “So it’s going to be like that? Bella, Edward is pulling you away from everyone who gives a fuck about you. Wake the fuck up!”
“Shut the fuck up, Lauren!” Bella throws her hands up, “God, it’s not that deep. Whatever is going on between Edward and I is my business.”
Lauren huffs out a disbelieving laugh, “Not that deep? Not that- Okay. I’m done.”
“Fine.”
“Great.”
The two stare at each other.
“Hope you have a happy whatever it is you have with the Cullens.” Lauren snaps. She pauses before storming out the house. “When everything is said and done, just remember we’re here. And say hello at least when we see each other Elizabeth Bennet.”
Bella didn’t know what to say to that. Edward arrived ten minutes later. Then they played baseball. And with baseball came James, and the hunt.
interlude. pt. 3. unnamed unspoken thoughts and conflictive violence.
She admits to herself, deep deep inside her where even if her wrong wired mind suddenly opened to Edward the thought wouldn’t resurface, that Lauren was right and that she was way over her head. But this is the same girl who stuck by her words, even when said words hurt those she gave a fuck about.
She also thought that she would live and become a published author with at least some decades under her belt before dying like her Grandmother Maria. Not, you know, dying via thirsty as fuck hunter vampire.
God, if Lauren was here James would’ve thought twice before crossing Bella.
(If Lauren was here, she would’ve brought a blowtorch with her.)
pause. consequences of actions.
Then there’s the bite, morphine, and fire.
three. the after. because it has yet to end for it to be a happy ending ever after. right?
Bella wakes up in a hospital, with a flimsy alibi that is very ridiculous, and having to convince her mother that she wants to go back to Forks.
After lights out, and ignoring how Edward hovered with self-loathing splattered all over him, Bella resolves to be a better friend to Lauren and co. Just because she has an immortal boyfriend whom she is very much in love with doesn’t excuse her for being a shitty friend.
pause. a kismet look between two girls in the middle of prom night.
Lauren is staring very hard at the cast on her leg and arm. Eric had grimaced and ran away, not before a commemorative photo though. Angela had said her ‘hello’s before ducking away with Ben Chenley, and since when did Ben fucking Chenley date her dear friend Angela? God, Bella was very behind on gossip. Mike was… Bella didn’t know where Mike was. Tyler either.
“Down a flight of stairs, and through a window?” Lauren raises an eyebrow.
Bella looks away and shrugs. Then Edward appears, because of course he does. He whisks her away, leaving Lauren next to the dance floor.
interlude. the blank time skip between parts.
During the summer she spends time between her human friends and her immortal vampire boyfriend and his family. Lauren is very anti-Edward, so is Eric and Tyler. Mike is in between making dirty jokes and fussing. Angela is there for her though, whenever the pointed remarks got too sharp and she wanted warm and not cold and unyielding skin.
endings of a three part short love story.
Then September comes. And with it, her birthday.
And with Edward breaking up with her.
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Twilight Human Gang (Dream Cast)
Eric thought it was funny to rename their group chat 'Keep Bella Alive'.
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Here are some songs I think Bella Swan and her friends would listen to while hanging out at La Push:
I can just see them all jamming out till way past the sun sets over the horizon; drying their bodies, wet from the ocean, near the hastily made campfire. The smell of smoke lingering on their clothes for weeks, along with the sand in their hair and under their nails.
#twilight characters#twilight#twilight bella#bella swan#jessica stanley#mike newton#angela weber#eric yorkie#tyler crowley#jacob black#Jacob pre new moon#seth clearwater#BECAUSE I SAY SO#Seth desevers lots of friends#twilight werewolves#twilight embry#twilight saga#twilight books#new moon#twilight new moon
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twilight characters + copious amounts of heart emojis: 509/?
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hands up if you would have been walking 5 miles to school in the snow for the rest of your life after these hijinks
episode 4: suspicious enchiladas
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Forks High School students.
Jessica Stanley
Angela Weber (not a witch I swear 👀 😉)
Mike Newton
Lauren Mallory
Eric Yorkie
Tyler Crowley
Ben Cheney
#twilight#twilight au blog#the twilight saga#jessica stanley#angela weber#mike newton#lauren mallory#tyler crowley#ben cheney#twilightedits#my edits
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rewatching the movies and rereading the books in quick succession, they really truly captured the ‘tyler stop saying sorry oh my god’ energy around the car accident ngl
#tyler crowley#twilight#twilight movies#riote yells#in the movies they DID make tyler more empathetic because it genuinely seems like hes sorry and#in the books hes using it as a pick up line
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Remember that not everyone who works at gas stations is “dumb” maybe they can’t find a better job or they have a disability that limits their job skills.
Yes, of course! My brother and one of my close friends work at one. But Tyler? No, he's a dumbass. He went to Bella's house to take her to prom after not even asking her and also nearly killing her, so...I stand by my dumb as rocks statement.
#asks#twilightadvent22#day 13#tyler crowley#people who work at gas stations aren't dumb but Tyler is
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stained glass windows in my mind (i regret you all the time) - Summary
summary:
Bella Swan is collectively done with the supernatural.
A whole family of vegetarian vampires? Sure. Her first boyfriend lusting over her blood way too much for the norm? Okay, she can work with that. A hunter chasing her all over the U.S. because said boyfriend pissed him off? Well, it could've gone worse. Boyfriend suddenly breaking up with her after his brother nearly took a bite at her? It hurt. No lie. Hurt like a bitch.
The thing is, Bella knows heartbreak intimately. She knows not to get too hung up on the what if’s. Take a look at the train wreck that was her parent’s marriage.
What made her reach her limit though, was veggie vampire boyfriend playing on her insecurities while breaking up with her.
Who the fuck was he to do that with her feelings?
And she wasn’t even touching the situation going down La Push.
or: in which pre-Twilight Bella makes an appearance and takes over. Because I refuse to think that if pre-Twilight Bella saw herself post-break up, she would’ve been horrified.
(character study-ish)
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Masterlist
Chapter One
Chapter Two
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AO3 Top Relationships Bracket- Round 3
This poll is a celebration of fandom history; we're aware that there are certain issues with many of the listed pairings and sources, but they are a part of that history. Please do not take this as an endorsement, and refrain from harassment.
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GOOD OMENS | 2x01 • “The Arrival”
DOCTOR WHO | 2x011 • “Fear Her”
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