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bless-my-demons · 8 days

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Redamancy: Chapter Twenty-Nine

Series Summary: What happens when your soulmate is a vampire that struggles to maintain a diet of trying not to kill you? Common sense says run for the hills, nothing is worth your life - but my heart is whispering why not, what’s there to lose?

Warnings: does a handsy Jasper need a warning?

Notes: oh my god it’s been so long, I’ve been eating myself up over not posting. I’ve been working myself to death, but I’ve finally got a long weekend off and so I used it to get back to what makes me happy - this story! Omg I hope you guys love it🥹 I also have to go through and update my taglist later tonight, so bear with me on that until I add it!

Word Count: 1500

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• April 3rd, 2006 • Forks HS •

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Tingly.

That’s the state of my body this morning, the state of my mind.

Not only am I riding an emotional high from our conversation this weekend, but my dream last night… Good lord, that dream.

I can feel the echoes of his fingers on my skin, the coolness of his lips, the wet trail they would’ve left behind… the solid weight of what surely his body would feel like, pressed against mine. I can imagine all of what it would be like vividly, to be under him, to get carried away, to just explore-

“You alright, darlin’?”

His voice jolts me from the day dreaming stare I had on the locker before me, caught red handed. To make matters worse, that deep southern tenor questioned me inches from my ear, causing a blush to heat my cheeks to an almost uncomfortable degree.

“Perfectly fine, why?” I immediately busy myself within my locker so that I don’t have to face him right away.

“You do remember that I can feel you, right?” His voice is low and his hands find my hips tenderly, but the air changes around us.

My heart rate skyrockets, this is dangerous. His fingers flex against me and the death grip I have on this book in my hands turns my knuckles white.

“Jasper-” his name is a whispered warning, but also a plea.

“I know.” Instantly a cooling, soothing balm blankets our tension and I release the tightness in my chest. Leaning backwards into him I just feel tired all of a sudden, like I had run a marathon. “Let’s get out of here.”

His request sounds more like a demand and I twist in his arms, “Is that a good idea?”

“Darlin’, I don’t have many of those these days.” His mouth quirks up in a lopsided grin as he shoves all of my school supplies back in my locker, shutting it and tugging me along behind him towards the student parking lot.

Jasper

Something is on her mind, something dangerous. Something I absolutely want to know, something I’m not sure I have the strength for, but I can’t help it - it’s her.

I’ve never been more thankful for an overcast day with no rain: perfect motorcycle weather. Come to think of it, my sister had a knowing look in her eyes as my siblings all piled into their respective vehicles as I straddled my bike this morning. A decision that currently led me to now: Y/n and I leaving school before midday.

Those thoughts I interrupted earlier have her quiet, but her emotions are raging and it is driving me insane. Curiosity, need, nervousness - a dangerous concoction begging to overtake my rational mind. Separating myself from her feelings is almost impossible at this point, she is so well ingrained in me.

Finally arriving at my thankfully empty home, I shut my motorcycle off and offer a steady hand to help her dismount. Swinging my own leg over, I turn towards her and lean against it, observing her for a moment with crossed arms.

“What?” She makes eye contact as she struggles with the chin strap of my helmet.

Grabbing the helmet by the chin piece, I gently tug her forward between my legs, “Tell me.” I lace the command with neediness to encourage her to be pliant.

And judging by the way her lips part behind the dark visor, the immediate dilation of her eyes, and the weight of her hands settling on my thighs gently, I might’ve laid it on a little too thick.

Chuckling, I free her from my helmet and riding jacket. By the time I finish, she seems to snap from the daze and her hands clench on top of my legs.

“Not fair, Hale.” Feisty this morning.

I lean forward towards her ear with a grin as I stand from my bike to put away the gear, “All’s fair in love and war, sweetheart.”

Reaching to swat my chest, I grab her hand gently before she could injure herself.

Pausing as I hang my jacket up, her teasing response sends excitement through me, “Two can play at that game, baby.”

Stepping into my room, I realize too late what has her curiosity: my desk. Well, the art that occupies every inch, my art.

“What is all this?” Leafing through pencil sketches of my favorite hunting spots and pen etchings of my family at random moments, she gets to the important ones hidden below. Her breathing hitches and I know she’s found them, the ones of her.

Some are in pencil, some are in random felt-tip pens, but my favorites? Those are charcoal. A decently basic medium, but I feel like it captures so much more than anything else ever could. Maybe it’s because I use my fingers to smudge and shape her perfect curves and lines, but it radiates emotion in sweeping gestures and subtle shading - something that’s hard to capture with anything else.

“There’s-” awe, shock, surprise, they all shuffle through her and I’m on edge, waiting to hear her thoughts. “There’s so many…”

I watch her carefully examine each one and I smile when she chuckles at a few - some of her at school, some of her here in my home, moments I not only committed to memory, but to paper.

“Now you know what I do with my free time.” I smile through the minuscule anxiety that bubbles up at her seeing my secret hobby. Everyone in my family knows I draw, but they haven’t seen my drawings.

“Jasper…” I can tell she’s getting emotional, but a part of me is excited for her to see my innermost thoughts on paper, to see herself through my eyes - the unaltered beauty she contains.

“You haven’t even seen the ones I cherish the most.” Opening a familiar sketchbook buried under many other drawings, I reveal my favorites. “The very first ones.”

Her breath hitches, running a reverent finger down the first page. It’s the very first moment I saw her, crouched, scooping up papers on her first day of high school in Forks - absolutely radiant.

“You were a vision that day. A beautiful tornado that wrecked my world, I tried to capture every detail from memory because I never want to forget-”

Her hand finding my cheek breaks me from my explanation and my eyes find her watery ones, mouth open, searching for words clearly hard to get out, “Jasper…”

“I love you.” My confession steals her breath completely this time, the first time I’ve uttered these words aloud and it feels absolutely right. “I’ve loved you since the moment you hit me with that door. I knew I was absolutely ruined for anyone else and I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Tilting her chin up with the tip of my finger as it wobbles at my confession, I smile, “Say something, darlin’.”

“I love you, too.” Now it’s my turn to go wholly still. “I knew from the moment I saw you I’d never be the same, I was yours-”

I couldn’t wait another second, I closed the minuscule gap between our mouths to seal these confessions. I love her and she loves me. Me.

Tilting her head back slightly as I cradle her, I take my cue to deepen the kiss, to pull her closer carefully. Groaning into her mouth, fuck I can’t get enough of her. Trailing kisses down her jawline as she tips her head to the side for much needed air, her gasps drive me to lift her onto my desk.

“Jaz…” her breathy plea of my nickname freezes me, panic seizing my actions.

“I am a gentleman, but only just barely.” My voice is gravel in my own ears, breathed down the slender column of her throat.

A shiver from her causes me to clench my jaw and attempt to gather myself.

“Maybe I don’t want a gentleman right now.” Her whisper damns me, it fucking sets me on fire.

A slamming door downstairs straightens my spine and my hands abandon the exploration of her. Fuck, my family’s timing couldn’t be better, but also worse.

“Honey, we’re home!” Emmett’s booming voice echoes up the stairs and immediately I know he knows, he can probably smell it.

Huffing, I help her regain her footing and straighten her clothes from the rumpled mess my hands made of it. I also take half a thought to smooth her arousal, a damn shame-but a necessity if we’re to face my siblings for the rest of the evening.

“Fucking Emmett.” Her frustration draws a chuckle from me as we make our way downstairs.

“I heard that!” My brother’s response causes her to roll her eyes at me playfully and I shake my head, my heart weighing much fuller in my chest as she plucks its invisible strings with her shit-eating grin.

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chemdisaster · 1 year

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a fanfic based off of @stiffyck's art and the camp camp episode "dial m for jasper". it's a camp camp au, but all you really need to know is that cub is dead and scar isn't okay.

they don't hear you singing to me

It's not that he's afraid. No, of course not! It's fine that he can't go to sleep without seeing a dead version of his friend when he wakes up. Everything is perfectly okay. He's fine.

Scar has never been so tired.

Scar wakes with the echoes of his dead friend's voice reverberating in his head.

At first, he tries to convince himself that everything is fine. Dreams about his childhood aren't exactly a rare occurrence, and certainly nothing to worry about.

The next day, it happens again.

This time, he follows the voice outside.

Wisps of memories cling to his fingertips as he treads the familiar path. Reaching the moonlit clearing, he extends his hand and lets them curl and coalesce in the air until they form a silhouette.

His dead best friend.

Immediately, Scar's breath leaves his lungs.

Tentatively, he approaches the apparition.

"Cub?"

The spirit doesn't answer, so Scar repeats, voice shaking, "Cub?"

The ghost meets his eyes and Scar shrinks back. Cub gives him a long stare, then his gaze turns sad.

"Scar, why?"

"I—"

Scar can't answer that.

A moment later, the apparition drifts away. He supposes he should be glad. He never knew what to say when Cub was alive, either.

Cub's beseeching look still on the forefront of his mind, he turns around and comes face-to-face with a sleepy Bdubs.

"What are you doing?"

Scar screams.

It's not that he's afraid. No, of course not! It's fine that he can't go to sleep without seeing a dead version of his friend when he wakes up. Everything is perfectly okay. He's fine.

"The fuck's wrong with you? You look like you've seen a ghost or something."

Scar chucks his spoon across the room.

Grian continues talking and his fingers crumple the photograph he's holding in his hand.

He's never been so tired.

"Who's this friend, anyway? Trees and birds don't count—"

"Nobody!" Scar exclaims, clutching at his head, tears springing to his eyes. "I didn't mean it! Leave me alone!" His voice breaks, Cub's face glitches in and out of sight in the place of Grian's, "I'm sorry."

A desperate wail tearing his chest, he runs out of the room. His ghosts follow.

That day, he stands at the edge of a cliff, Cub's childlike voice in his head, his translucent body swimming in the air in front of him.

"Cub, I'm sorry," he manages to say past the lump in his throat.

Cub shakes his head, "It's too late."

His voice trails away as he fades out of view. Scar stumbles after him, takes a step forward only for his foot to meet air, feels his stomach drop down, down to the bottom of the ravine, down to the cavern where Cub met his demise—

His back hits the ground.

The wind gets knocked out of him, but Scar pays it no mind, letting his head fall and looking over to the side.

Cub's shoes are sitting there, brand new as the day he got them, no burn marks to be seen.

Scar looks up at the moon, vividly pale against the night sky. His chest shakes with silent sobs and tears soak into his temples.

"I'm sorry," he repeats. "I'm so sorry."

This time, there is no one there to hear him.

He doesn't go to sleep after that.

The remaining three hours until the wake-up call are spent staring at the ceiling of his cabin. His eyes are red-rimmed but dry, hands folded over his chest as though attending his own funeral.

The sound of the door slamming open breaks him out of his trance.

The kids give him no time to paint happiness on his face, "We found out why you've been freaking out."

Scar freezes.

"We know about Cub."

When he bursts into tears, there is four pairs of eyes fixed on his pitiful display. The misery settles deep into his shoulders, drawing stars on the inside of his skin, and Scar feels he could die.

"I'm just so ashamed," he sobs, hands coming up to cover his face. "Cub was my best friend."

His chest hurts. Hiccuping, he continues, "I made a poor decision. Then I never got the chance to apologise before—"

Through the gaps between his fingers, he meets Cub's gaze. Imperceptibly, Cub jerks his head. Scar gulps. Quietly, he carries on, "—before his parents picked him up."

Grian, Mumbo and Pearl trade looks.

Grian starts, "I bet if Cub was here, he'd say that it wasn't your fault."

Scar's heart skips a beat.

"Maybe he'd say that you both treated each other poorly and that he forgives you," Mumbo chimes in, and hope blossoms in Scar's chest.

Cub doesn't nod.

Scar fancies that he does, anyway.

His wings may be torn and ragged, but he always dreamt he could fly. And today he drowned, but maybe, just maybe, he can still reach the sky.

It doesn't matter that Cub eventually fades, or that the kids leave not long after.

Closing the door behind them, Scar looks up and sends the ceiling a two fingered salute.

Of course you would, Cub.

His best friend may be gone, but Scar hasn't been here since that night, either.

Everything is fine.

#gtws #gtwscar #goodtimeswithscar #gtws angst #cubfan135 #convex #worddisaster #hermitfic

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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 2 years

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I love your thoughtful responses to all the random-ass questions we send you! I’m honor of that, here’s another. What if Edward lost it in the meadow and tried to attack Bella, but her gift leveled up and exploded him in self-defense in the millisecond before he reached her?

Thank you!

As for your question, well, you said it yourself: Edward explodes.

Alright, Alright, I'll Answer

Bella did not see this coming.

She'd just learned that Edward was a vampire, today she got to see him in sunlight. Finally, after weeks of hopeless pining and intrigue, their relationship had crossed a barrier she didn't hope could be overcome.

Then Edward exploded.

Bella stares in shock.

This can't be real.

This didn't happen.

Edward was literally just there.

Then she remembers he's a vampire. Is this... what he was talking about? He said he couldn't go in sunlight, AND HE TOLD HER HE WOULDN'T SHRIVEL UP AND DIE, but did he neglect to mention he would fucking explode? Was this--a suicide?

Bella is horrified as all answers point to yes. So horrified, in fact, she chooses to believe this is a dream.

She'll just leave this meadow, go home, and wake up for her real date tomorrow with Edward.

Trouble is... she's lost.

She wasn't paying attention to how they came. She has no idea where she is, it's certainly not right off a hiking trail, and she's Bella. If she tries to walk too far in the woods: she'll twist her ankle and die.

She tries anyway.

She twists her ankle.

Now Bella's in deep shit.

See, Bella thoughtfully told her father she was going to Seattle, a round trip that takes several hours not counting time spent in Seattle. He won't expect her back all day. She did this, in part, to protect Edward should he eat her as a snack (something Edward found utterly appalling).

Well, that means Charlie Swan has no idea she's lost in the woods.

The other bad news is that the treaty is on and since the Cullens are here Sam's not patrolling in Cullen territory. They also really don't want the Cullens knowing they have shapeshifters again. So, Sam's not going to find her this time.

It's going to be up to the Cullens.

Trouble is, they're distracted because Edward exploded.

If Alice sees the explosion, it's likely just before it occurs. It's not like the weather in which it's a thing not decided by human action (it's decided by Edward losing control) which was a 65/35 chance in the meadow. Alice could only see that Edward was likely to lose control, not what would come next contingent on that lack of control.

She too is horrified and shocked that Edward suddenly just exploded and...

All signs point to Bella being responsible.

Alice is immediately grieving her brother, she has to tell the family, and that future she had for herself and Bella is now gone. Without Edward, and if Bella truly was at fault, she cannot become a Cullen.

Alice has to tell the family and there's a huge uproar. Rosalie immediately blames Bella for this, as how else could this happen? Rosalie hopes she dies alone in the woods of starvation. Carlisle asks if they won't please stop jumping to conclusions and blaming the girl and see if this really happened, Alice's visions have been wrong before.

They go to check: Edward is gone as is Bella, though Bella's trail still exists.

And then there's the what to do about Bella vote part two. And it's even more contentious. One, Bella now knows that Edward is a vampire, she is a human who knows the secret and it is turn or die. There is nothing tying her to the Cullens and no one wants her around. Two, Bella just blew up Edward. Probably.

Jasper doesn't want to take the risk with this potential gift and she's now a violation of the law. He does not want that around. They should tie up loose ends and kill her. Though, with that gift, he's thinking poisoning should be how they do it. (Regardless of the vote, Jasper plans to do this himself).

Alice abstains. She's too heartbroken over all of this to vote one way or another though Bella now terrifies her, and the future is ruined anyway. By abstaining, Alice implicitly votes murder.

Rosalie votes murder for vengence and also because she does not want to turn her brother's murderer and pet human to live with them forever.

Emmett votes with Rosalie: killing Edward was so not cool bro.

Esme votes for Bella to be turned. She wants to know the girl who captured her son's heart and if that's the only good ending that can come from this then so be it. She certainly does not want to murder her.

Carlisle finds himself impressively outvoted as he tries to argue a) Bella is an innocent 17 year old girl b) they have no way of knowing she murdered Edward or even intended to if it was an accident c) they're talking about cold blooded assassination... again.

Feelings are running too high this time though.

More to the point, Jasper ain't listening. Jasper finds Bella in the woods first, takes her home, and has her unwittingly drink poison. It's framed that Bella killed herself after (perhaps) murdering Edward.

#twilight #twilight meta #twilight headcanon #twilight renaissance #the cullens #edward cullen #bella swan #jasper whitlock #carlisle cullen #esme cullen #emmett cullen #rosalie hale #alice cullen #meta #headcanon #opinion

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aurora-by-jacqui-natla · 10 months

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12. THE NOMADS

“HEY, LITTLE ONE," HE SAID TO ME AND REACHED HIS HAND TO ME. "I'm Garrett. What's your name?"

He was taller than me, the same height as Siobhan or Liam. His face was covered in stubbles and his mouth curved upward. His approach was warm yet I got a little annoyed when he called me 'little one'. But I knew he didn't mean it viciously. I shook his hand and smiled at him.

"I'm Violet," I told him. "Violet Khotler from the British Coven."

"British Coven, uh?" Garrett titled his head. "You know, I hated the first British invasion. And I hate the second one even more."

"I haven't been a vampire for long," I replied nervously. "So I don't know if I can understand."

Garrett smirked. "So how long have you been a vampire?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "A while."

"So, you're like a baby, huh?"

I folded my arms. "Less of a baby, I'm seventeen."

"And I am the President of the United States," Garrett sarcastically replied, making me chuckle. He laughed along with me. "I'm joking about that. The Volturi would have ripped my head off if I was."

"Now that I agreed with. How long have you been a vampire?"

"Around two hundred years," he answered. "I was born during American Revolution, in New England. I willingly fought for the colonies' right to self-govern. I was what people would call a true believer in the American dream.

"I got transformed around 1780, during the war. I was transformed by accident in the aftermath of the battle. I was with an isolated group of ten soldiers when a vampire attacked us, knocking me unconscious. I woke up three days later as a fully-fledged vampire. I'm always curious and willing to investigate a mystery, and after my transformation, I strove to understand what had happened to me."

"And did you find out who did it?"

"No," Garrett shook his head, looking at the ground. "And it seems like I'll never know."

Then, he turned his head to me. "What about you? How did you get turned?"

"I ran away from home," I began. "Bunch of bikers showed up and a vampire named Victoria came out of nowhere and saved me from them." I sighed sadly. "Or I thought she was saving me."

"I got a feeling there's more to than."

"She made an army of newborns with one goal: to kill Bella." I turned my head to him. "Bella was human at the time. I don't recall the whole reason for it but it got something to do with Edward killing her mate."

Garrett nodded. "I understand. She lost her mate and she wants justice."

"I wouldn't say justice," I disagreed. "Revenge, yes. Then, the wolves showed up and killed the newborns. Except for me, unknowingly thanks to my invisibility."

"Hey, that's useful."

"Then, I saw the Volturi. Well, the Volturi guards to be precise." I clarified myself. "And after they left, Carlisle took me to the British Coven and they became my family ever since."

"At least your story got some kind of a happy ending," Garrett said and began to walk away. "Well, nice to meet you, kid. I'm going with Kate to hunt."

"Okay," I replied and he walked towards the Denali Coven.

Then, I spotted Bella leaning on the wall with her arms folded, her gold eyes trailing along the area. I walked to her and stood beside her.

"Hey," I said, making her head turn to me. "You okay?"

"Well, aside from the Volturi coming to kill us and not knowing where Alice and Jasper are," Bella answered. "I'm fine. At least for now."

I swallowed and fidgeted my sleeves. "Sorry I asked."

"It's not your fault," she sighed. "I wonder why Irina wanted to come this way before she discovered Renesmee."

"Maybe she wanted to make amends with you at the wedding," I replied. "I mean, she did it with me and I'm thinking it might have been the same reason."

She nodded and looked at all the vampires in the room. She appeared to look concerned. "I can't believe they all come to stand as witnesses."

"We're defending you all," I said. "Especially Renesmee."

"My family and I can't thank you enough. Although we were grateful for all your help," she turned her head to the red eye vampires. "Their thirst for human blood complicated the situation. The nomads," she pointed to the brown-skinned woman and the younger man, "Rosalie and Emmett sent were even more unpredictable. Especially Peter who had fought alongside Jasper as a newborn."

Bella pointed to the cowboy-belt kid. Then, I smelled the most horrible scent ever. It was as if a dog just ran through the lake and rolled in the mud. I rotated my head, turning it to the right, and saw Jacob come towards us.

"Jacob," I said, trying to hide my disgust. "You need to take a shower."

"I'm not that stinky," Jacob chuckled.

I looked at Bella. "You're smelling this, right?"

"You do stink, Jake," she agreed.

"See?" I gestured my hands to her.

"Alright, I'll take a shower," he said and looked around the room at all the vampires, his brown eyes scanning every one of them. "Lotta red eyes around here."

"And golden eyes," I told him. "Don't forget about us."

I then chuckled to myself. Jacob and Bella looked at me, confused by my reaction.

"What was that about?" Jacob asked.

"When I say golden eyes, I thought of that Tina Turner song," I admitted.

"You mean that James Bond movie?"

"Yeah."

"Jake," Bella jumped in, her tone serious. "They agreed not to hunt in the area."

I spotted Amun looking at Jacob with a hateful look. I think he knew what Jacob is.

"But they'll feed somewhere," said Jacob as his reply.

"How many Quileutes are turned?" Bella then asked.

"About seven so far," he replied. "But I expect more soon."

"Wait, what?" I bewildered. "What do you mean?"

"We have an instinct called phasing," Jacob explained. "It is only triggered when a tribal member encounters the scent of vampires and senses the tribe's need for protection. There's no predetermined age to determine whether the member is old enough for the gene to activate, only the numbers needed to counter the numbers of approaching vampires. We thought that males were able to phase—."

"Until Leah Clearwater phased," I said.

"Exactly, which surprised everyone, even though she is a direct descendant of the spirit chiefs."

"What?" I exclaimed. "So that means Seth...?"

"Is also a direct descendant of the spirit chefs," Jacob answered proudly.

"That sounds cool," I said. "Being descendants of something like that. I wish I knew my family tree."

"You will someday," Jacob said, patting my shoulder. Then, he looked to the side and his face changed to stern. His gaze returned to us. "Make that the eighth one."

Jacob said goodbye and raced out of the house. I told Bella that I would get to the nomads more and Edward told his wife that the last witness arrived. I started with the cowboy Peter.

Peter was a nomadic vampire roaming North America with his mate (I now known to be named Charlotte). He befriended Jasper while they were in the Mexican coven — led by a vampire named Maria— and have been close as brothers ever since, therefore creating loyalty with Jasper's mate Alice. He got turned around in the 1920s and Charlotte was turned five years later. She was created in the south as part of Maria's newborn vampire army. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time when Maria went looking for humans to turn to protect her territories. She was not intended to be left alive. And with that, Jasper helped them escape from the army and he left years later. This led to Jasper meeting Alice.

When the Volturi threaten the Cullens' entire existence due to a mistaken report about the vampire hybrid Renesmee being an immortal child, Jasper suggests they find Peter and Charlotte to testify against their accusations. Later, Alice and Jasper found them and send them to Forks where their family explains the situation. Unlike the Denali coven's initial reaction to Renesmee, they show less wariness, since they had never seen an immortal child before.

Mary was born in Nova Scotia around 1890 and transformed soon after her 28th birthday. At some point, she befriended the Cullen family but did not share their value on human life. She mostly travelled alone and rarely kept in touch with her friends. Emmett and Rosalie tracked her down and send her to Forks without giving many details other than their family needing her help in a crisis. While on her way to Forks, she befriended another nomadic vampire named Randall, who was also on his way to the Cullens.

Randall was born in California in 1945 and changed in 1963. Carlisle was one of the first vampires he met, and he has always considered him a close friend. Like with Mary, Emmett and Rosalie tracked him down and sent him to Forks without giving him many details other than their family needing his help. As soon as he heard their story about Renesmee being mistaken for an immortal child, he agreed to stay and witness the Cullens.

As I was exploring the Cullens' house, my ears picked up footsteps. From upstairs. In the attic.

Continue to 13. ALISTAIR

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astro-inthestars · 1 year

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HEY YOU.

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IM SO SORRY FOR BEING DEAD BUT LIKE!!! MY FRIENDS ARE MAKING A GAME AND THE DEMO IS COMING OUT SOON LIKE SO SOON LIKE 4 DAYS OR SOMETHING OH MY GOD!!!! I'M GONNA REBLOG THE TRAILER BUT PLEASE CONSIDER CHECKING IT OUT!

These two lovely fellas up here are the lil dudes named Koen and Jasper respectively and they are WONDERFUL and i LOVE THEM. This game is just so amazing and they're working so hard on it and they're so talented and the art is amazing and the story is amazing the gameplay is amazing and im-

OKAY OKAY IM DONE

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s0ckh3adstudios · 1 year

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Went hunting on the drive and rounded up all sketches Dream Trail related!

First one were two different attempts for my take on Konen's room! Wanted to make it feel cosy and small - like a closet-like almost! Added some couch cushions for pillows and mould on the rug, and a punchh of polaroid pictures and drawings that cover the wall.

These next two are a bunch of sketchies of the bee-st friends being a comedic duo.

And Beester Gasper, the little lost bee.jpeg just existing amongst the files.

aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAADDUUFFIGOOGDXGUPFZUFUPYPDUPFZPUDUSPURSUPRSGXIGXIGCHOKCOGD

STOPPPPPPPPPPP IT'S ALL SO CHARMINGGGGG Important to know that me and the team are going bananas over these GRAAAHHHH I LOVE JASPER AND HIS LITTLE POINTY NOSE your art makes me insane graaah

AND THEMMMM IN THE GARDENNNN WEHH JASPER ON THE HAMMOCK THEY'RE HANGING OUT

ALSO THE COLORS IN THE BEDROOM DRAWING ARE SO PRETTY??? WAHH!! It looks insanely cozy and I love all the added details. CUTE LITTLE LAMP!

WAUGHH THANK YOUTHANK YOUU definitely made me feel better

#I'm so normal #stuff like this really makes me want to finish Dream Trail #sock talk #moi <3 #dream trail #aaaAAAA

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authoravalonroselin · 1 year

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The first of what I'm sure will be many Ranger Name Generator posts (hence the 1). Ever wonder what your name would be if you were in the Alliance? Find out here! Choose one name from your favorite color scheme and one from your favorite flavor, swap the order until you find what fits. Example: I like Neutral colors and Sweet flavors, so a potential name for me is Appletrail!

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Ranger Name Generator 1

Favorite Color Scheme Warm Colors: Morning, Sun, Blaze, Fire, Burn, Scorch, Bright, Day Cool Colors: Night, Wave, Ocean, Wave, Tide, Shadow, Deep, Dark Neutral Colors: Dawn, Breeze, Wind, Flight, Umber, Dust, Trail Jewel Tones: Copper, Shimmer, Glint, Shine, Jasper, Stone, Dusk Vibrant Colors: Oriole, Eucalyptus, Mangrove, Maple, Dream, Star, Bird

Favorite Flavor Sweet: Peach, Apple, Petal, Dew, Snow, Berry, Drop, Leap Sour: Briar, Thorn, Claw, Reed, Hiss, Screech, Ant, Charge Bitter: Deep, Umber, Leaf, Mud, Whisper, Hawk, Bark, Sharp Salty: Crystal, Quartz, Sand, Fog, Beach, Squirrel, Rabbit, Fox Savory: Sage, Mint, Flower, Blossom, Falcon, Yew, Whisker, Red

#shifting roots #clouded moon #name generator #name game #wip shifting roots #wip alliance saga #wip clouded moon

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silverpetrichor · 2 years

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My Enchanting Girlfriend (Eddie Munson × Black!Reader)

Prologue - Precursor to Chaos

Eddie Munson × Black!Reader

Summary: You have a sweet dream, that turns into a prophetic nightmare.

TW/CW: Descriptions of blood and drowning

A/N: I had some technical difficulties with my iPad but I finished!Also, this is my first time publishing a fanfic and I only did liminal editing.

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". . . is why it's bullshit that Victor Frankenstein is considered a mad scientist when Dr. Jekyll exists. . ." Y/n trailed off as Eddie cupped her face and kissed her softly. Her hands falling to her lap, as they sighed softly into the kiss.

As he pulled away, your hand grabbed the back of his neck and pressed your foreheads together "What was that for?" You softly asked as you bit your lip.

"Well, Y/n Sinclair, I don't know if you know this but you are adorable when you passionately rant about gothic literature," He replied in a teasing tone.

"Oh, really?" You asked, a stupid grin splitting your lips.

"Yes, it's also very sexy of you," He whispered with a matching grin of his own, his hands moving to your hips.

It was a cool spring day and Eddie had decided to take you to a picnic by Lover's Lake instead of spending the day at the arcade. Especially when he found the picnic basket and blanket you'd left at his place when your last picnic was ruined by unexpected rain.

He'd made some sandwiches, gotten some fruit and chips. He'd even gotten his hands on some champagne and bought your favorite sweets from a bakery that you loved.

You were sitting facing one another, bakery sweets forgotten as you passionately ranted with Eddie giving you his full attention as he leaned his arm on his raised knee.

And as you sat, grinning stupidly into another kiss, you thought this couldn't be a more perfect moment.

At least until your cat, Jasper decided to hop into your boyfriend's lap and interrupt like the little shit he was.

You and Eddie separated as Jasper whines for attention. Eddie chuckling as he began to pet Jasper, scratching under his chin and making him purr up a storm.

You rolled your eyes as you stood, you began taking off your white heels as you spoke "Well, I was going to suggest a swim in the lake together but clearly you're otherwise engaged," you shrugged as you began pulling your floral dress over your head, hearing a soft 'holy shit' from Eddie as your white lace lingerie set is revealed.

Smirking as you look over your shoulder to see a jaw dropped and frozen Eddie Munson, much to your cat's irritation. You turn to walk into the lake, turning to crook your finger teasingly at your boyfriend. Said boyfriend who is hurriedly stripping himself of his layers

"C'mon babe! The water's—" you begin but are cut off by something wrapping around your ankle and dragging you under.

You gasp, trying to swim away but your attempts are futile. You try to summon a dagger but you can't focus as your vision clouds, choking on the murky water.

You gasp and cough, as you begin to free fall with a red lighting storm happening above you. Until you finally hit the ground, wheezing coughs emit from you as you try to sit up,hands slipping on. . .Hawkins High gym floor?

A basketball bounces next to your face causing you to roll away, but as you stand it stays in place. As if it's waiting for you to come to it. You hesitantly begin walking towards it, your wet feet echoing in the empty gymnasium. A shiver creeps up your spine as you hear a raspy voice over the intercom speakers, "I can give you what you desire, but it won't come free"

Thoroughly spooked at this point you follow the basketball out the gymnasium. Only to be greeted with a swarm of bats, slipping slightly on the muddy grass. The voice from earlier is a bit louder now and eerily repeating the same phrase as you hear the brewing storm begin to pick up. The sky is cloudy with flashes of red and lightning flashes paint the sky.

You run through the swarm, feeling bats nip and scratch at you as you knock them off. You notice they don't look like normal bats though,—with long tails and a sharp ring of teeth—as you break through and fall on your knees. You crawl and quickly turn around to see nothing. The thin layer of water beneath you splashing from your frenzied movements.

In fact, the whole room you're in seems to be full of nothingness. All you see is a neverending black landscape and feel water beneath your feet. Similar to the Void Eleven described when she talked about her powers to you.

You try to stand but everything is so loud, the sounds from each landscape you dropped or stumbled into beginning to overlap. And your surroundings start to flicker before you, creating a cacophony of noises but the voice from earlier is loudest.

"I can give you what you desire, but it won't come free"

But eventually they blend together as the unsettling voice practically shouts its ominous phrase. Growing louder and louder until it's unbearable. You find yourself curling up in a ball on the wet floor, overwhelmed by all the sights and sounds. As you begin to rock, you suddenly feel something wet and cold being poured over you.

You scream and wipe at your eyes as you recognize smell as the bitter copper scent of blood. Hands shaking at the sight of the blood covering them, stumbling to your feet as it continues to pour onto you.

The blood pooling at your feet begins to form into the tentacles that started this nightmare. Wrapping around your ankle once more and dragging you back towards it. You're clawing at the ground as your surroundings are still flickering around you, trying to keep yourself from being dragged into the crimson pool that's slowly forming. But as you look up, the basketball from before stays bouncing just out of reach. Taunting you, mocking you, as you finally let out a guttural scream.

You rise into the air as your surroundings explode into a sea of red that you end up dropping into. You choke as you sink, helpless to stop yourself from drowning . . .

*****

You wake, face mere millimeters from the ceiling, screaming and gasping whilst clawing at yourself. Suddenly dropping onto your bed, bouncing and rolling onto the floor. You groan as your floating alarm clock drops too and hits you on the head. You lay on the floor in a heap of blankets and filled with the adrenaline of fear.

Patting yourself all over and finding yourself to still be in your boyfriend's Metallica shirt and your pastel pink silk shorts. Both of which were clinging to you like a second skin. Your bonnet's askew on your head from all your thrashing. But, you huff out a laugh, relieved that the only thing you're drenched in is your sweat.

You stare at your ceiling as the fading moonlight slowly turning to dawn streams in through your sheer white curtains. Acting as your only source of light as you try to gather your bearings, vaguely registering all your fallen belongings that you subconsciously made levitate in your sleep along with yourself.

You croak out a tremulous, “Aw fuck” as you scratch at your heaving chest.

*****

#Eddie Munson × Reader #Eddie Munson × Black!Reader #Eddie Munson × You #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #stranger things eddie munson #black!reader #stranger things season 4 #my enchanting girlfriend #silverpetrichorfics #holy shit im so excited #eddie munson series

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dream-trail-rpg · 1 year

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THANK YOU FOR 100 DOWNLOADS!!!

This means the absolute world to our crew!! We’re so so so glad you all enjoy this demo, and we’ll continue working our hardest too make this dream come true!

#Dream Trail #Dream Trail RPG #RPGmaker #Dream trail Koen #Dream Trail Jasper #Mod Chip

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wolfkitty42 · 7 months

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I played @dream-trail-rpg's demo today. Here are some of my thoughts. This is hopefully relatively spoiler free!

First off, I adore the designs for the main characters and the settings. They are very charming and I love the sprites! All the backgrounds are easy on the eye and I really love the visual style.

That being said, one of the first things that stood out to me about Dream Trail was its similarities to Omori. Especially the opening cutscene. While I don't really mind the story's overall similarities to Omori (taking place in dreams), I did feel like the opening made me think of Omori a little too much. Dream Trail is a fantastic game, and I think it has a lot of potential on its own. When I open a game, I want to see something new.

One thing I did enjoy was the puzzle. I really liked the dialogue and story setup as well- I'm curious as to how Koen and Jasper's friendship is going to evolve in future parts of the game.

Overall, I really enjoyed Dream Trail! Outside of some personal gripes with the opening, this demo was utterly fantastic. I recommend playing it if you have a chance!

#dream trail #dream trail rpg #omori #indie games

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onlycleverinmyhead · 2 years

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How I would write the magisterium series if I actually had writing skill part 1/3

The Iron trail: Perfect, no notes.

Moving on

The Copper Gauntlet: the book itself is good but I have to change it to set up for bigger changes on future books so:

- The apprentices will prepare for the war and go on war related missions (hunting chaos ridden, tracking stray elementals that may be under the enemy’s control)

- Master Rufus’ apprentices will go with master Milagros’ apprentices on missions, Call and Jasper will get closer

- Call has dreams that are basically memories of his previous life (they started once he became aware of his identity)

- Call’s reaction to chaos ridden being destroyed

- Call and Aaron will get closer as Aaron trains with his counterweight

- They go on a mission to retrieve the alkahest like they did in the book, Alastair steals Havoc on spring break or whatever to move the mission to the end of the year when the students are almost ready for the second gate (important for later)

- Call tells Aaron he’s Constantine when they are on that mission

- Aaron dies on that mission

- Call brings Constantine’s head before the assembly because he wants Aaron’s death to mean something and the enemy is no trouble anyway, right?

#magisterium #the Magisterium #the magisterium series #magisterium series

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qwerty99846 · 1 year

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koen and jasper from @dream-trail-rpg in library of ruina

#dream trail #library of ruina

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amrselim · 1 year

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honeyworlddd · 1 month

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Honeyverse Masterlist

Following is a master list of characters & families from the HoneyVerse. I do have another two, all of them integral to the storyline, but I’m working on them one at a time starting with this one which is by far the most developed.

I’ll update this as well with links to the characters as I post them :)

Celestia & Sombra

- Dahlia Daybreak (F) and Eclipse (F), Twins

- Radiance (F)

- Aurora Dawn (F)

- Dusk Rose (F)

Luna & Tempest

- Selene (F)

- Venus Moon (F)

- Shadow Weaver (F)

- Dream Allure (F)

Cadence & Shining Armour

- Flurry Heart (F)

- Skyla (F)

- Amora (F)

- Valentine (F)

- Aphrodite (F) and Mars (F), Twins

Discord & Chrysalis

- Jinx (F)

- Eris (F)

- Cricket (F) and Cicada (M), Twins

Twilight & Zecora

- Juno (M)

- Ceres (M)

- Summer Solstice (F)

- Andromeda (F)

Fluttershy & Thorax

- Harmony (F)

- Oasis Bloom (F)

- Love Bug (M)

Rainbow & Cherry Jubilee

- Raina (F)

- Whirlwind (F)

- Maraschino Cherry (F)

- Solar Flare (F)

- Honey Pitt (F)

- Limeade (F)

Rarity & Saffron Masala

- Rasbhari Wine (F)

- Matcha Mint (F)

- Chai Latte (F)

- Artisanal Silk (F)

Applejack & Countess Colotatura

- Honeycrisp (F)

- Blue Belle (F), Pink Lady (F), and Ruby Red (F), Triplets

- Johnnagold (M)

- Apple Syrup (M) and Apple Butter (F), Twins

Pinkie Pie & Sugar Belle

- Harlequin Neapolitan (F)

- Sugar Rush (F)

- Surprise Party (F)

- Peanut Butter Crunch (M)

- Strawberry Chew (F)

- Bubblegum Bliss (F)

- Blueberry Cobbler Pie (M)

- Banana Cream Pie (F)

- Chocolate Chip Cake (M)

Applebloom & Silverspoon

- Apple Rose (F)

- Ambrosia (F)

- Peony Pear (F)

- Pearl Jam (F)

Sweetie Belle & Button Mash

- Lyric (F)

- Bluegrass (M)

- Melody (F)

Scootaloo & Rumble

- Hot Wheels (M)

Babs Seed & Tender Taps

- Oak Seed (M)

- Sour Apple (M)

Spike & Diamond Tiara

- Jasper (M)

- Emerald (F)

Big Mac & Cheerilee

- Cinnamon Apple Spice (F)

- Apple Dumpling (F)

- Smith Apple (M)

- Caramel Crumble (F)

- Spiked Cider (M)

Sunburst & Sunset Shimmer

- Luminous Light F

- Stardust (F) and Phoenix Blaze (F) (Conjoined)

Marble Pie & Coco Chanel

- Onyx Pie (M)

- Vivienne Westhoof (F)

Maud Pie & Cheese Sandwich

- Confetti Canon (F)

- Obsidian Pie (F)

- Boulder Pie (M)

Limestone Pie & Party Favour

- Lemon Quartz (F)

Zephyr Breeze & Tree Hugger

- Mary Jane (F)

- Cherry Garcia (M)

- Half Moon (M)

- Purple Haze (M)

- Starberry Runtz (F)

Fleur de Lis & Sassy Saddles

- Ambrosia (F) and Crème de la Crème (F), Twins

Sunshine Smiles & Moonlight Raven

- Skullcap Tea (F)

- Sunflower Fields (F)

Double Diamond & Night Glider

- Cloudy Skies (M)

- Glacier (F)

Vapor Trail and Sky Stinger

- Prism (F)

Braeburn and Trouble Shoes

- Shark Bait (F)

- Lucky Clover (M)

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