#bella feed

[bella-feed]

joshua + playing with your hair until you fall asleep

warmth of winter masterlist

[20:42]

the keys rattled against the door, signaling your arrival from work. even though your husband had his day off, you still had to go for your 7-hour work shift today. your day at work was vile, causing you to be extremely tired and anxious. you looked like you could cry any minute now.

but you still smiled when you saw shua making you dinner. "hi. how was work, darling?" he asked in a sweet voice. you shrugged keeping your bag on the chair and walking towards the refrigerator to get a glass of water.

he turned off the stove and looked at you, patiently waiting for you to answer his question. "you look tired, darling. do you need anything?" you shrugged, not answering his question. "baby, use your words, please." he requested softly, while walking towards you.

you immediately hugged him and started crying. you yourself did not know why you were crying. was it because of how bad your manager treated you, or because of your workload?

josh neither asked you why you were crying nor did he loosen his grip on your waist. he held you close till you finally stopped crying. one thing you always were sure about was that joshua would never be the one to let you suffer anything alone.

after your small breakdown no one uttered a word. but him being a gentleman and your sweet husband, he helped you unwind. after dinner (where you almost ate nothing), he picked you up and helped you in the bed.

not even for a second did he leave you when you again had a small breakdown on the bed. he held you close, whispering encouraging words and sweet nothings in your ear to calm you down.

when you finally calmed down, tears still ran down your face, joshua kissed all of your tears away, which he always did whenever you cried, making you fall for him even more.

he played with your hair until you finally slept hearing his soft heartbeats. he felt really bad for how vile your work was but he made sure you weren't going through it alone. he was always there for and with you.

[wc: 337 credits: @novelbear (prompt) and @sanaxo-o (beta reading]

[eclipse-coqu]

[queenofglassbeliever]

This is blasphemous, but I think Carmen was more excited to meet Bella than Esme was.

[faytelumos]

Jason Todd and Bella Swan are in a bookclub together in my heart. ❤️

[cheerleaderman]

Bella being 6’0ft and Atlas being 5’3

Kore jokes that she took all the height

[itsravencroft]

The Lion.Fattenning The Lamb

[bellaxgiornata]

You may give that evil boop to any of the boys. Or disperse it. Whichever you choose.

As much as I'd love to give it to Matt for always being a cocky butt and forcing so many fic ideas into my head, I'm going to disperse it evenly because I picture an evil boop being the equivalent of a rolled up newspaper lightly smacking them on their noses simultaneously and I just can't pass up that mental image 🤣

[miidnighters]

@laidbear sent ❛  04 .   a  kiss  to  apologize .

It was a very rare day indeed that Bella was cranky with Bear. He'd not done it on purpose - had complete free reign in her apartment - but he'd still been rifling, and something had gotten smashed. She was holed up in the armchair, rather than on the couch that afforded him the most room, when Bear comes to slide into her lap. He offers contrite apologies and a soft, chaste kiss to punctuate them.

Bella stifles a sigh - instead wrapping arms around him to pull him close.

"I know you didn't mean it, darling, I'm sorry for getting mad."

[bella-feed]

wonwoo + styling his hair while he's gaming

warmth of winter masterlist

[21:47]

wonwoo was sitting on his gaming chair, playing games with scoups on the other side. a few curse words left when he thought that he was about to lose. his hair was messy under the gaming headphones he wore, and his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

you just got off a facetime call with your best friend. you wore his hoodie which was loose on you, and covered your entire torso, with some pajama pants, the weather was chilly and pleasant giving a sense that winter was arriving.

you gave wonwoo a small smile when you entered the room. you sat on the bed, scrolling through pinterest when suddenly an idea gushed into your mind. "wonu, can i style your hair?"

he froze, slighty moving his headphones to the side and turned back to you "what?". "you walked towards him grinning and holding your phone up, you showed him what was on the screen.

"i really wanna try this hair style on you! can i please do that? please, pretty please. only once plea-" before you could complete your plea, he sighed and nodded his head.

he put the headphones back on and continued playing his game, knowing that even if he said no to you, (which he never does) you're still gonna do that. you did a happy little dance and hopped towards the bathroom to grab all the stuff you need.

after 30-40 minutes later, you clapped your hands and wonwoo smiled, keeping his phone down. he was done playing games long ago, but sat still until you finished what you were doing.

he chuckled lightly looking at himself and the hairstyle which you did on his silky hair, in the mirror which you gave him while you kept your stuff away. you started laughing with him at your silliness.

he adored you while you were still laughing and clicking his pics for teasing him later. that's when he realised, you were going to be the one for him.

[wc: 334 credits: @novelbear (prompt) and @sanaxo-o (beta reading]

[fbfh]

Fuuuuuuuccckkkkkkk. I got the notif while I was at work, and lemme tell you, I have never turned a deeper shade of red than I did then reading the notif for Vampire Leo😂I couldn’t read it then and there bc, work, but I’m glad no one saw me turn bright tomato red

~Love, Evie

OOOOH GIRL. you and me both tbh.

vampire!Leo loves when you blush. he loves when you turn tomato red, he loves getting your blood pumping. not only does he think it's cute, but fuck it makes you smell good. he loves teasing you before he feeds on you, staring at you with an unwavering gaze and nudging his knee between your thighs. he'll get you so worked up until you're a blushing squirming mess. you look so cute, so human when you get all nervous like this, and it makes you even more delicious. when he finally teases you so much that neither of you can take it anymore, when his teeth graze over your pulse and his fluffy curls tickle your cheek. it won't take long before you start beggin. eventually his lips will brush against your skin so you feel his smirk and he'll murmur, low and playful into your ear. he shushes you, cooing gently.

"I know, I know... I shouldn't play with my food..."

[ao3feed-bellisle]

I know this is a rarepair, but there's a Bella/Carlisle ao3 feed blog now.

[frasermints]

my neighbor is so cute oh my god

[byanyan]

[ alone ] for one muse to find the other trying to treat themselves (Bella to find Byan - up to u if u wanna put this in his fledgling verse or her human verse)

injury/hurt promptsㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting )

ㅤit shouldn't come as a shock when they hear the sounds of footsteps approaching — a random, shitty little alley is not the most private of spaces in which to be patching up their newest collection of injuries, after all — and yet byan still feels a spark of alarm all the same when struck with the realization that they're about to be found. movements become more frantic, the thread attached to just-finished stitches snapped between their teeth, excess tossed to the ground as a blood-soaked hand reaches for the roll of bandage resting atop their bag. (their injuries heal faster these days, but not as quickly as they've seen it happen on others. sometimes mortal treatments are still necessary — the blood loss may not be life threatening anymore, but too much lost leaves them starving and at risk of frenzy, neither of which they want to have to worry about tonight.)

halfway through hurriedly wrapping up their bicep, one of numerous injuries still oozing blood even with the sutures holding it closed, they hear the footfalls cease and bristle, drawing to a reluctant pause. head lifts, and wild eyes dart over to fix the stranger who's so rudely interrupted them with a sharp, warning glare.

ㅤㅤ" th'fuck're you lookin' at? "ㅤthe words are ground out through grit teeth, their upper lip curling back in a snarl. balled up on the ground, back pressed to a wall, and covered in blood as they are, byan is sure they don't look like much of a threat — if anything, they probably look more pathetic and pitiable — but they're fully prepared to prove that they are if she makes the mistake of coming closer for any reason. dropping their clean roll of bandage to the filthy concrete beneath them in favour of one of their knives isn't what they want to do right now, but they're no less willing to do so if pushed.

ㅤㅤ" unless you're here t' finish me off, keep walkin'. s'none'a your fuckin' business. 'n even if y'are here to do me in, i'd advise against comin' any closer anyway — 'm more willin' than ever to shove a knife in someone's throat after the night i've had, y'don't wanna test me right now. "

[peterparkersnose]

[pendragonsgallery]

[dykevirgo]

me: i'm gonna go home and eat wendy's and try to get my tortoise to eat

therapist: aw you really are nurturing aren't you?

me: i don't even need her to love me. i just need her to fuckin' eat

therapist: maybe she'll eat the wendy's