#but i feel like bella would absolutely be a depressed-ass vampire

[divyasoup]

au where bella is the vampire who moves into town and alice is the town weirdo who develops a massive crush

[cto10121]

Re-watching the New Moon movie and I have many Thoughts(tm), namely

Why is the cinematography is so warm toned compared to the first movie when New Moon is the most depressing book and truly the worst era of Bella’s young life: A Mystery in 2 Hours

At least Pattinson!Edward looks a little better than usual. They put him in these crisp suits. Very nice (Edit: Never mind, that awful Volturi bathrobe with the pasty-ass makeup was horrific yuck, yuck, yuck)

They just had to introduce Jacob this early on, didn’t they? And ofc Bella is much more emotive and gets all the witty dialogue with him (!!). In the books she is much more romantic and wittier with Edward as a whole. Jacob tended to bring out her immature side

“How come Jacob Black gets to give you a gift and I can’t?” “Because I have nothing to give back to you” Nice to know the screenwriter(s) still doesn’t understand the Bedward dynamic. And by nice I mean horrific

…What film version of R&J are they watching??? It’s not the ‘30s version and definitely not the ‘60s or ‘90s one. Is it the ‘70s BBC one? In the book it was the ‘60s version, which is the correct answer. Did they not get the rights? Also, also, why are the human characters much more affected by R&J than Bella and Edward????

“[Romeo] Killed his only love out of sheer stupidity” “Yeah” Oh no, no, no, no, movie, you are not going to make Bella, a close Romeo iteration, agree with Edward!!! Edward is meant to be 100% wrong by his take. Dumbass script!!!

Edward: “Eyes, look your last” 😐 Couldn’t Pattinson just inject a little bit more feeling into his line reading? Most of Edward’s objections were Romeo’s actions, not his suicide. These are the lines Edward can and should relate to.

The movie people garbing the Volturi in 18th century clothing when they are older than the Romans is just laughable

“Dating an older woman. Hot.” Okay, Emmett is 💯, no notes. Definitely erred on the side of frat boy, but you know what, it’s fun and ho boy do these movies lack it

Bella holding up her whole bloody finger in a coven of vampires 💀 Why, movie

Stewart!Bella’s chemistry with almost everyone else in the cast (that scene with Carlisle tending her wound!!!) but Pattinson!Edward confirms what I have known all along: Film and real life chemistry are very different and they shouldn’t be confused. The proof is in the celluloid.

I’m just going to call it: Stewart and Pattinson are modern subtle quirky actors playing what are essentially neo-Gothic star-crossed lover roles. They absolutely should never have been considered for these parts at all by a competent director. Absolutely not fitting at all

“You’re just not good for me.” Hmm, this is what Bella believes about herself, not Edward. I suppose Edward could have done it on purpose, but the fact that he was flabbergasted his lie worked indicates that he doesn’t. Movie just straight up portrays him as more manipulative than in the books, where he just lies baldly

Oh God the months-on-the-screen thing was terrible. This movie fails so much at portraying Bella’s depression, it hurts. It’s like visual SparkNotes

The Bella-writing-to-Alice device sucks. Not too badly, but still. We had her voiceover in the first movie without any problems but for this one, we need a justification? Also, it fuels the Bella/Alice fan dumb something awful

Really dislike the way they did Hallucination!Edward with the ghostly transparent effect. It’s corny and also…way to pass up a chance at some mystery and intrigue by just having Edward be there without any special effects (maybe keep the echoing voice). I guess they really didn’t want people confused and think he returned when he didn’t. But c’mon.

Movie Bella going off with the biker 🤮 Book Bella at her most insane would never. The only good thing about it is that it does lead to Bella having an interest in motorcycles. Efficient movie storytelling and all that.

“Bella, where the hell have you been, loca?” Wonder why this line became so meme-worthy. It’s by far not the worst (“spider monkey” is perhaps the most awful) and Lautner’s delivery was natural enough. Is it the random Spanish? It is random.

Bella is already smiling at her first scene with Jacob…this movie is just awful at selling her desolation. Meanwhile Jacob’s first thought was how awful Bella looked

The Quileute characters are well-cast and nicely played so far, and their banter is good. Emily especially is beautiful and her scar makeup was convincing. Great

Book: “He took off his shirt” Movie: He took off his ~~~~shirt 😍

Laurent’s arrival and his death should have been a much better and weightier scene than we got. God, the pacing is so bad in this movie. Jacob becomes a werewolf, Bella finds the meadow, Laurent suddenly arrives—all within a minute or so. Ugh

“As soon as you put the dog out.” Damn, why, movie? Book Alice did not begin the slurs until she was well and truly angry. But sure, let’s do some really obvious racebaiting 🙄

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Jacob KNEW he was talking to Edward and not Carlisle????? Movie, wtf? And all to save up on some screen time…sigh

Bella: “I can let you go now.” What. The. Fuck. Movie????? Not only could she not let Edward go, Bella never wanted to let him go. That was and had never been her arc!!! She would have gone to Edward regardless of anything!!! I hate this, I hate this oh GOD

No, I’m not done, I need another bullet point for this BS. The whole reason why Twilight was picked up to be adapted in the first place was because Hollywood execs saw “Ooh Romeo and Juliet with vampires 🤑” written all over this one…only for the actual filmmakers to just say, “Actually her whole ~journey this movie is letting go of Edward uwu” Poor Meyer…she just had to grin and bear it until she became the producer, I suppose

*Bella and Edward having a whole-ass conversation and making out* *Felix and Demetri watching in the shadows*: “So…should we interru—” “Don’t you DARE” “Felix” 🤣 I’m sorry, but this whole “I lied I do love you” convo should have been in the bedroom scene proper; there are literal Volturi about!!! Also, also, no “Amazing. Carlisle is right”!!! No Romeo quote!!!! Fie, for shame

Dakota Fanning as Jane…Well, probably not perfection, but she is great as usual. The Volturi got done so dirty overall, though—they look and act like Vampire Diaries rejects.

THAT ELEVATOR SCENE, OH GOD. So much meme potential. Why does this series keep injecting humor and comedy where there shouldn’t be and just ditching the actual humor and comedy of the actual books?????

Again, these Volturi gives me discount Vampire Diaries. Also, that chamber is so damn small. Where is the mystique, the grandiosity?There should be a crowd of vampires around, it’s their dinnertime.

Michael Sheen is just too British for the la tua cantante, lol. He also says something else (“Forse le vostre l’uno per altro”??? The accent is just too thick). He’s way too handsy (movie, they’re regular vampires who are sharks!!) but overall I guess his creepy-genteel approach works. Again, the cringy script fucks him over, as it does everyone. The movie has him touch Edward only now and not immediately when he meets him. Oh, God.

Edward just stumbling forward to Jane’s demonstration on Bella 💀 Jane saying “Pain” and Edward just standing there instead of collapsing 💀 Stewart!Bella freaking out and begging them to stop…actually, no, there she did very well, I liked it

Edward and Felix fighting ewwww…and with that awful slow-mo. What’s with these movies and including non-canonical battle shit???? Also, Aro would not order Bella’s execution if simply because he wants to collect Edward/Alice and Bella once she turns (it’s obvious she is a shield).

Of course fucking Alice speaks up at the very last minute before Aro chomps on Bella!!! When she would have had a vision of this exact scenario!!! This movie I swear!!!

THEY ACTUALLY SHOW THE VISION OF VAMPIRE BELLA, OH GOD. AND WITH THE CORNY SLOW-MO. KILL ME

“Once Alice changes me, you can’t get rid of me.” Okay, Movie Bella is officially more interested in immortality than Edward, the exact opposite of her book counterpart. Dishonor on your cow, Rosenberg.

“Jake, I love you.” Aaaaaand it’s official, the movies are definitely Team Jacob. Fuck you, too, movie

[fbfh]

STAR ANON HERE... I'm just curious what are your fave emo bands....

STAR ANON MY BELOVED!!!!! HOW ARE YOU DOING I MISS YOU <333 first of all, amazing question. I know the defenition of the emo genre is a little loose, but my favorite emo/pop punk bands are currently palaye royale, fall out boy (obvs), and paramore.

palaye royale own this fucking ass okay. remington leith.... ooooh my god. he has singlehandedly made me reconsider my stance on rpf. vampire!remington???? oh my god. oh my god. if I could drown in his voice I would. his cover of closer my nine inch nails actually brought about the second coming of christ. at the very end of no love in la where he goes "I SAID THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS LOVE IN LaAaAyEeee-"????? dead. actually dead. the boom is one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard in my life, line it up is my FUCKING ANTHEM, and dying in a hot tub live is my favorite video on the internet. I don't use the phrase "eargasm" every, but I genuinely can't think of any other way to describe remi's voice. Emerson is an amazing drummer and incredible artist (I am SO jelly of his ability to draw architecture) and Sebastian is a brilliant guitarist and is the brain cell posessor (and probably has to routinely keep remi from jumping off stuff and breaking a limb with only partial success.) the grittiness and sincerety and emotion in remington's voice really just scratches my brain in a way that nothing else does. If I could get his voice made into something tangible I would open my skull and rub my brain against it for hours. I fucking love him.

fall out boy need no introduction. "doing lines of dust and sweat off of last nights stage just to feel like you" from 27??????? lives in my head rent free. been into some of their absolute headbangers from american beauty/american psycho and infinity on high recently like novocaine, jetpack blues (i'm sorry but "do you reMEMBER HOW WE USED TO SPLIT. A. DRINK. itNEVermattEREDWHATitwas. I think." I WANT THAT TATTOOED ON MY FOREHEAD!!!!!!!), thriller (OFC) and i've got all this ringing in my ears all singlehandedly describe my brain chemistry. that's what dopamine sounds like. ALSO fourth of july will never not sound like season 3 of stranger things to me. yk all the promo art where they're all turning around???? that but in gif form while the first few notes are playing. I wish someone would make a slightly harringrove centric edit of the starcourt mall incident and the fair and everything. if anyone knows about any season 3 fourth of july edits PLEASE send them to me because "i'm starting to forget just what summer ever meant to you"????? pls

PARAMORE. FUCKING PARAMORE RAISED ME. paramore got me through my teenage years almost singlehandedly. I remember when after laughter came out. I fucking love this is why. It's almost all I've been listening to. all we know is falling???? brand new eyes???? literally paramore have ZERO SKIPS it's insane. also (maybe I just haven't heard of them) but it's really refreshing to have a female lead singer in a pop punk band bc (again as far as I'm aware) that's not as common as having a male lead singer and IF I COULD MAKE MY INNER MONOLOGUE BE HAYLEY WILLIAMS VOICE??????? PLS- listen all I wanted was you is amazing obviously but my heart?????? MY HEART?????? I wanna scream that at someone and mean it. bucket list. I can't even reccommend any paramore songs bc if I try to think of good paramore songs I'm just going to list their discography. no fucking skips and I stand by that. Hayley's solo albums also feel very twilight bella swan depression forest angst core which I FUCKING ADORE. first thing to go is tattooed in my brain, specifically paired with this scene from the greatest romcom of all time french kiss. match made in heaven.

also lip candy don't have a lot of songs out yet AS I AM TYPING THIS I JUST SAW THEY RELASED AN ALBUM????? BRB LISTENING TO THAT NOW but they sound like what I thought teenager music would sound like when I was a kid (like they nailed it fucking perfectly) and have a very nostalgic feeling and sound to them which I adore. if you stay home and never be the same fucking slap. they slap and a half. it's giving demigod adventurecore roadtrip music.

[waldensblog]

So I finished New Moon as part of my twilight re-read, and... I kinda violently dislike the Cullens now? And I am absolutely 110% on Charlie and the Wolves side. Long ass rant below the line.

Bella gets a papercut at her 18th birthday, and is about to be murdered for it. Edward is completely 100% right on the car-ride back that if she went to Angela’s house or something, this shit wouldn’t have happened. So at first it’s like “oh good, Edward realizes this is very bad for her, since he does love her, he’s going to make the selfless choice and leave.”

And then this motherfucker manages to find a way to do in a selfish-ass manner. He barely says two words to her for DAYS and tells his entire family to skip town without saying ONE WORD to this girl whose grown very attached to all of them - especially Alice. Apparently she wanted to say goodbye but Edward decided it’s better this way. Now... it’s easy to just be mad at Edward for that, but no. I’m furious at all of them, Alice included. She could have ignored Edward, told him that’s a dickish move, and said goodbye in person, or SOMETHING. Like Charlie says SOME WARNING WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE. 

And then Edward, Mr. “Don’t go into the forest please, it’s dangerous” decides the best way to break up with Bella is to... bring her into said forest when breaking it off and leave her there. He even takes the fucking time to forge a note saying where Bella went - maybe because he knew she’d end up on the forest floor like that? Edward... what the actual fuck? No really, why not break up with her in her BEDROOM where she’ll lie in her bed, be safe... this is just... dude... wtf. 

Bella is then depressed for MONTHS on end, and Charlie is doing his fucking best. Unfortunately Bella never did get to have a slumber party with Jess and Angela, honestly - I think that would have helped so much. She spent so much time being depressed, feeling there was a hole, etc. and never got to the stage of being angry - furious, at all of them. She wouldn’t have needed to give details, she could have just gone on a tangent about the literal leaving-her-completely-out-of-the-blue, while Angela nodded and Jessica fist-pumped like she’s at a fucking rave. I was robbed, robbed of this possibility. Rather than go through that kinda healing, she basically ignores all her friends. 

And I think Bella was honest-to-god enthralled. She refers to it in Twilight as Dazzling, and we see that vampires have this uncanny ability to persuade someone - nurses, waiters, teachers, etc. whether they are conscious of it or not. I can’t help but think that when Edward decided he was going to talk to Bella, try and date her - he enthralled her (whether he knew it or not), and that’s why she just can’t get past it. She should be furious at him, but she isn’t.

Bella ends up spending time with Jake - at first she’s kind of using him, she wants the motorcycles to get hallucinations of Edward, which - Girl, get therapy, please. But over time she really grows fond of him, they become best friends, and I can actually see her falling in love with him. I know Meyer clarifies on her website that she did fall in love with him in New Moon, and I can fucking see it. 

At first she tells him she doesn’t share his feelings, but then she says “Maybe I could” and compares him to Paris - I don’t like that she’s seeing him as 2nd choice, but it’s clear that she does love him. He is her sun, he makes her feel whole again, she becomes a “wolf girl”, standing there in her dream beside Emily, another “wolf girl”. He puts his arm around her, holds her hand, calls her “honey”, others say she’s his “girlfriend”, and she doesn’t decline it. Then Mike straight up asks “are you dating him?” and Bella answers “not in the technical sense”. I’m sorry but... an answer like that is... she loves him, but is afraid to move on. She even then almost does - they almost kiss in his car when Alice shows up.

And of course... Bella, enthralled as she is, decides to go to Alice. Personally, if my 18-year old ass had been in that car with Jake deliberating “shift or get her to safety” and I saw Alice’s car, I’d have been like “Wait I know that car! Yeah let’s get the fuck out of here!!!” and held my middle finger to the window as he sped off. Like you really want to go see this “friend” who straight up ghosted you for months? Naw, not me. 

Jacob, despite being treated shittily, is more than understanding. I think the wolves are immune to enthrallment, and they can see it for what it is - so they try. Jacob comes back, he tries to talk to her, and they again, nearly kiss - it’s so close. But then shit happens, and oh no, Edward’s gonna kill himself because he’s a fucking drama queen. 

Bella, feeling responsible decides she must help. So she ditches Charlie, ditches Jacob, and runs off. 

When she comes back with Edward in toe? Oh.my.god. the rage, the seething from Charlie, like... I get it. I feel it. I side with it. Charlie straight up asks like... how dare you show your face? And no really, how dare he? Dude ditches town with no word, leaving Bella an absolute mess, then he brings her back after she ran off suddenly. Like from Charlie’s POV he’s gotta be thinking “Billy is fucking right, fuck this family.” Charlie then tries to forbid Edward from being in the house or seeing Bella, and she says no - obviously, being 18, he can’t make her do anything - but he’s concerned, and honestly, I’d be fucking concerned too. Her behaviour is irrational af from his POV. 

When Jacob shows up at the end, he isn’t even aware that Bella had been trying to call him. He thought Edward was controlling her movements - and again, it’s easy to see why he thinks that. From where he’s standing, Bella is enthralled, and is acting extremely irrationally. He’s trying to protect his best friend from what he sees as an obvious abuser, and the only way he knows how is to get her in trouble with the motorcycles (kinda odd to me that Charlie would ground Bella that specific way instead of letting her go to La Push, you’d think Charlie would be driving them together there frequently, but I digress). 

Jacob is sorry to get her in trouble, but he’s a 16-year old boy, and he’s doing his best. Then when Bella reaches out to him - Edward actually, literally, holds her back. How, exactly, is Jacob supposed to interpret this beyond Edward controlling her, even where she isn’t enthralled. Of course he’s pissed off. 

Of course all the wolves feel so strongly against the Cullens. Who found her on the forest floor, the dangerous-ass forest floor after Edward left her? Sam. Who was there for her when they weren’t, making her feel like a person again? Jacob. Who protected her from a vampire that the Cullens, as a collective, should have had the fucking brains to realize would absolutely come to Forks? The wolves. Who is responsible for these literal children shifting? The Cullens. Who has a ton of money and could easily do just about anything they want and decide to buy like 6 expensive cars and live in a mansion, hoarding their wealth? The Cullens. Who are immortal colonizers that damn well know what living there does? The Cullens. 

So yeah, my first time reading it, I was Team Jacob, but I didn’t hate all the Cullens. Now? Nah, fuck all y’all. Team Wolf pack, team Charlie, all the fucking way. Maybe I’ll feel differently after Eclipse, idk, but right now? Fuck them. 

[moonlitcryptid]

Sam Winchester : High School Reunion Series

Pair: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 3.1 K (got carried away WHOOPS)

Warnings: CURSING AS ALWAYS. Implied smut ;)

A/N: Why am I such trash I swear to Chuck...

“No. No! Absolutely not!” (Y/N) yelled, running out of the library to their bedroom.

“Oh, come on (N/N)! You can ask him! I swear he’ll take it so much better than any guy from high school!” Dean belted in his usual gruff voice, following close behind. “I mean, it’s not like you’re confessing your undying love for him!”

(Y/N) whipped around, “Oh sure! ‘Hey Sam how are you? Is that a new flannel? By the way, can you pretend to be my husband at my upcoming high school reunion that way I don’t feel as bad about not becoming a doctor or lawyer or scientist like all my other friends?’ You mean like that, Dean?!”

Dean just nodded, “Yep, sounds good.”

(Y/N) rolled their eyes and groaned in frustration. Their high school reunion is in less than a week and they were hoping to find a date. However, being a hunter basically killed one’s social life as if it was a repeating Tuesday. No one they talked to was willing to be their date. Not even Gabriel! Their final option was Team Free Will. Unfortunately, Castiel was busy with other matters and (Y/N) didn’t want to risk bringing Dean. Open bar and lots of women��� So, much to their dismay, they had to ask the only person they were avoiding; Sam Winchester. The man that they’ve had feelings toward ever since the Brothers saved them 5 years ago.

They were so close to their room, the doorknob at the end of their fingertips, until a large hand spun them around and gripped them by the shoulders.

“Ask. Him.” Dean threateningly whispered, close enough to (Y/N)’s face for them to smell the beer he just had on his breath. Both of their heads whipped when they heard the door to the bunker slam shut.

“I’m back with food!” The Moose called out, walking to the table and slamming the food down. He almost went down with it as someone was shoved into his back.

(Y/N) almost growled at the older Winchester, murder in their eyes. Dean held his hands up in defense, as if he totally didn’t just push (Y/N) into his brother, and picked up his food before making himself scarce.

“You ok?” Sam asked, snapping (Y/N) out of their murderous trance. They looked up at him, wide-eyed and embarrassed.

“Oh, yeah I’m fine. Just Dean being an ass, but what’s new?” (Y/N) chuckled, and Sam joined. That laugh melted them a bit and helped them to relax around Sam.

“I know that feeling too well. But hey, Dean’s gonna be Dean. Anyways, I got your favorite. You wanna sit and eat with me?”

“I would love to!” (Y/N) beamed, taking a seat and digging in as the younger Winchester plopped down across from them. They started talking while eating, discussing a range of things from past cases to books they’ve read. However, Sam was doing most of the talking. (Y/N) was mainly thinking about how to ask Sam to be their date. It could either go really well and their feelings wouldn’t be so one-sided, or it could go up in flames (I swear to Chuck if there are any jokes) and they will crawl in a hole to shrivel up and die. Then come back because (Y/N) is a part of the team.

After they finished eating, Sam offered to take the trash and (Y/N) sighed. He’s a real gentleman. One of the many reasons that they fell for him. Not to mention he’s incredibly smart, funny, and good god his figure. (Y/N) could watch him work out for DAYS. They could barely contain how much they loved him. Now (Y/N) let out a sigh of sorrow. They’re like a sibling to Sam. All those missions and late nights spent talking. It never really meant anything past friendship.

Sam soon came back to find (Y/N) spaced out, arms tucked under their neck. He snapped his fingers in front of their face and they yelped, almost falling off their chair until a handsome brunette caught them in their arms. (Y/N)’s wide eyes stared at Sam’s as he put them back in the chair and smiled the most perfect smile.

‘Stop it (Y/N)...’ They cleared their throat in embarrassment.

“You alright, (Y/N)? You really zoned out there.” He laughed, obviously amused by what just happened, but (Y/N) wasn’t laughing at all. They’re mind was racing, contemplating whether they should ask Sam now or forever hold their tongue. “Earth to (Y/N)?? You ok?”

“Oh, um, yeah. I’m fine, I just… Well, I just wanted to…” Sam’s now-worried face urged (Y/N) on and somehow gave them the courage they needed. They took a deep breath and quickly asked, “I wanted to know if you would be my date for my upcoming high school reunion.”

There was silence for a few seconds before Sam spoke, “That’s it? I thought you were about to tell me something bad. Like you were dying. Or you saw Dean with a girl.”

Sam gave a face and (Y/N) chuckled now, a little relieved that he didn’t say no.

“Ok, but by date, do you mean…”

“Preferably husband or fiance. I don’t really feel like bringing my ‘boyfriend’ to it. I just want my friends to feel like I did SOMETHING with my life.” (Y/N) explained. Sam nodded along and replied as soon as they finished.

“I’m in. I’ll be your husband.”

“Wait, really?!” (Y/N) almost yelled. He nodded, laughing at how utterly baffled they looked.

“Why are you so surprised? Did you really think I would say no? I would love to help you show off to your old classmates. Besides, you never show us ANYTHING from when you were in high school. I need more material to tease you with.” (Y/N) scoffed and elbowed him in the ribs. He yelped and made a face (you know the one) while rubbing the area. “Jerk.”

“Dick.”

-

“Nope. No. Nuh-uh. Uggh!!” (Y/N) frustratedly yelled, throwing different clothes from the closet onto the bed. Soon Dean came in, wondering what was going on.

“Hey, what’s all the whining about? You’re going on a date with Sam, be happy.”

“First of all, it’s not a date Dean. Second, I can’t find an outfit to wear for tonight. I mean, Sam is built like a fucking god, and I’m just the servant.”

“Well, doesn’t that sound like a fun sex game.” Dean saw the face (Y/N) was giving him and felt like a scolded child. “Sorry… Look, how about the outfit from that werewolf case a year ago?”

“Tried it.”

“Vampire?”

“Nope.”

“Vampire case 2?”

“No.”

“Vampire case 3?” (Y/N) grew tired.

“Dean, I swear to Chuck…”

“Alright, fine.” He put his hand over his face, thinking before he spouted out, “What about from the Leviathan case? The only one you ever dressed up for.”

(Y/N)’s eyes lit up. “Dean you’re a genius!! I forgot I had that, it’s been in the back of the closet all these years!!”

“Hey, glad I could help. Now you should hurry up because Prince Charming is waiting and I’m only giving you Baby for the night. If I see a scratch on her…”

“Yeah yeah, dad, I’ll have her back by curfew clean as a whistle.” (Y/N) joked as Dean waved it off and walked out.

An hour later, (Y/N) stood in front of the mirror and took a deep breath. They weren’t really worried about how they looked, because, in all honesty, they looked stunning. (Y/N) was more worried about how Sam thought they looked. A knock came at their door, and they turned around to find the younger Winchester in a suit. Not his usual FBI suit either. This one was newer. Nicer. Damn.

He was leaning against the door frame and looking at his watch.

“Hey listen if you wanna get there on time we have to g-” The rest of the sentence failed to leave his lips as he looked up at (Y/N), his breath taken away. (Y/N) sheepishly shifted under his gaze, too nervous to look him in the eyes. “You - I mean, you, um… You look beautiful.”

Now (Y/N) felt the blood rush to their cheeks, but all the nerves about how they looked washed away. “Thank’s Sammy. You clean up pretty well, too. Now, we should go.”

An hour filled with driving, singing, and laughing later, they arrive at (Y/N)’s high school. They came from a small town on the outskirts of a major city, so (Y/N)’s graduating class was a few hundred people, but by the looks of it, everyone and their mother came. Their old gym was almost packed like a can of sardines.

(Y/N) felt as if they were stuck to the floor. They couldn’t do this. What were they thinking? High school was the time of fake friends, depression, and anxiety. Being here, seeing all of these people… This is the sad truth that (Y/N) never told the Winchesters. They weren’t always the badass hunter that the brothers know now. Deep inside, there’s an insecure child that rarely wanted to get out of bed. (Y/N) could fight demons and hellish creatures all day long, but this was one demon (Y/N) could barely get a grip on. Right now, it was winning.

They were about to bolt right back to the car until a warm hand placed itself on the dip of their back.

“You ready?” Sam smiled, and in that smile (Y/N) felt all their worries melt away. They realized the person they needed most is here, and he wasn’t forced to be here. He actually wanted to come along. Sam really was (Y/N)’s rock, and they were glad that he was here. With him, they thought they stood a chance.

(Y/N) nodded, feeling a bit stronger than they were a minute ago. They linked arms with the giant and walked over to a secluded table in the corner of the gym. The music wasn’t too loud, it was close enough to the bar and restrooms, and not many people sat here. Perfect. Of course, their little paradise was disrupted by some old friends.

“(Y/N)! Oh my god, how have you been? You dropped off the face of the Earth a few years ago!” Bella questioned, gripping (Y/N) in a bear-like hug with an unsettlingly large smile on her face. Behind her was Chris and Alex, other former friends of (Y/N). All of them were beaming at them like they depended on it. Oh, what (Y/N) wouldn’t give for a shapeshifter right now…

“Uh, I’ve been really good, Bella. Yeah, I left the area a few years ago after, umm…” (Y/N) couldn’t tell them the real reason why they left. Supernatural creatures and civilians do not mix. Luckily, Sam stepped in.

“After they met me. I kinda stole (Y/N), but it was worth it. Oh, sorry, let me introduce myself. The name’s Sam Winchester. I’m (Y/N)’s husband.” Sam winked at (Y/N)’s and wrapped his arm around their waist. They turned into a tomato. Why was he so good at acting?

“Husband!? No way! (Y/N), why didn’t you invite us to the wedding?” Alex chimed in, looking as if (Y/N) just kicked a puppy in front of them. Why was everyone so dramatic today?

“Well, we didn’t have an actual wedding, just married in a courthouse since we move around a lot. Besides, you guys are probably busy all the time with your own lives.” (Y/N) explained, hoping they would move on. Sadly, they would not.

“Yeah, you’re right. We are busy a lot. With me going for my doctorate in microbiology, Alex’s law firm, and Bella’s hospital rounds, we’ve barely found time for even this.” Ah yes, there was the punch that made (Y/N) feel inadequate. “So, what do you guys do?”

“Oh, we’re with the FBI,” Sam stated, pulling out both of their fake IDs. (Y/N) was impressed and relieved. They didn’t even think about that. “That’s actually how we’ve stayed together, too. Our work takes us all over, but I’m happy we’re always together. I don’t know what I would do without them by my side.”

With that, Sam’s hand swooped down to tightly grip (Y/N)’s as he pressed a feather-like kiss to their temple. (Y/N) friends swooned, obviously impressed by what (Y/N) has ‘accomplished’. Meanwhile, they were blushing so hard they thought their head would explode. Sam was so good at acting like a loving husband. Almost too good. It was filling (Y/N) with false hope, but dear Chuck they never wanted this fantasy to end.

Sadly, the facade had to come to an end. Soon enough, the reunion ended and everyone went their separate ways, leaving (Y/N) and Sam to drive back to the bunker. The Impala wasn’t filled with laughter like before. Now it was awkward one-sided conversation from Sam and silence from (Y/N).

“That was a lot of fun.”

“...”

“So, were you as successful as you wanted to be?”

“...”

A few minutes later, Sam’s voice died out as he stopped trying to talk and just focused on driving. Not even music filled the car. It was pure, unnerving silence. And both of them knew that this was the loudest silence they’ve ever heard. Halfway into the drive, the silence still bearing heavily down on them, Sam had had enough. He pulled over into the grass and turned off the car, leaving (Y/N) confused. If they didn’t know any better, they would’ve thought they were about to be murdered.

“What have I done wrong?” Sam questioned harshly. (Y/N) was more confused.

“What do you mean? You haven’t done anything wrong.” They replied calmly, earning a huff from Sam.

“Yeah right. You’ve been ignoring me ever since the reunion ended. Is it me? I mean, you asked me to be your husband and I tried to be the best damn husband I could. I thought you were having a good time, so I have to ask.” I grew visibly upset, and (Y/N) felt guilty.

“NO! No, god Sam I’m sorry. It’s not your fault I just…” They faltered, not wanting to let him know the real reason why they were so tight-lipped the ride back. He grew even more upset, almost angry.

“Just what, (Y/N)?! We were doing so well up until now. We’re so close, usually I can tell what you’re thinking, but right now it’s like you’re putting up every fence you can!!” Now (Y/N) was getting stirred up.

“Well, I’m sorry, ok?! I just have a lot on my mind right now!”

“So let me in! I’m always here for you, you know that!” (Y/N) softened a tiny bit.

“Sammy…”

“Don’t ‘Sammy’ me!! TELL ME!” (Y/N) was done being yelled at.

“I LOVE YOU!” (Y/N) yelled out, exasperated and embarrassed that the truth is out. Sam just sat there, any traces of rage replaced with shock and another emotion that (Y/N) couldn’t quite read. Now (Y/N) had tears welling in their eyes. “I just… Tonight, for once, we were normal. We were together. That’s all I ever wanted, Sam. I love you so much, but I never wanted to risk our friendship. We have a great dynamic that we spent years building. Tonight was fun, but I knew you didn’t feel that way about me, so I tried to distance myself away from you. I’m sorry.”

(Y/N) stared at their hands in their lap, suddenly fascinated at their cuticle situation in order to avoid the younger Winchester’s intense gaze, but now the silence was getting to them.

“Sam, say something. Anythi-HMPH!” Sam forcefully grabbed (Y/N) face and slammed their lips together, their lips molding and moving in harmony. It didn’t take long for (Y/N) to respond once they figured out what was going on, wrapping their arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around their waist, moving them to straddle his lap in the driver’s seat. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other as the makeout session went on for what felt like an eternity. They would barely pull away for a second to breathe before going back in with such ferocity. Some tongue here, some teeth there, but love was everywhere.

Eventually, they figured they should slow down, so they pulled away for good this time and rested their foreheads together. Sam took in the sight of (Y/N); breathing heavily, almost-bruised lips, hooded eyes. Sam figured he didn’t look much different, but he didn’t care. He had the person he loved most in his arms.

“That was, um… Really… Wow.” That was all (Y/N) could say, too giddy to even think straight. Sam was the same.

“Yeah. I know…” He beamed and they giggled, still seated in his arms on his lap. Sam cleared his throat, gaining (Y/N)’s attention. “Listen, I know that tonight was supposed to be fake, but I really can’t help it. I can’t just fake my feelings for you. Everything I did tonight, everything I want to do. It’s all real. I love you so much (Y/N). More than I should in our line of work, but I’m willing to put it all on the line for you. You’re worth everything.”

(Y/N) teared up again, this time from happiness. They felt truly happy in his arms and they didn’t want to move. They didn’t have to. They had all the time in the world.

Well, at least that’s what they thought. Sam’s ringtone blasted throughout the car and he almost rushed to pick it up. Almost.

“Sammy, where the hell are you guys? You were supposed to be back an hour ago.” Dean’s voice ripped through.

“Sorry Dean, something came up. We’ll be back on the road soon.” Sam replied. Dean sounded annoyed.

“Well hurry up.”

“Don’t rush us, Dean. We’ll get there when we get there.” (Y/N) snapped back. Dean hesitated.

“Wait, so… You two are alone together in my baby.” He put two and two together and got aggravated. “I SWEAR IF YOU DO ANYTHING IN MY CA-”

Sam hung up and threw his phone in the back seat before turning his unwavering attention back to (Y/N).

He gave a wolfish grin as his hands that were on (Y/N)’s back moved south. “I don’t know about you, but I’m not quite ready to go home yet…”

x

x

I AM SUCH TRASH

I’m not opposed to writing smut, I just don’t wanna write it yet.

Lemme build up to it lol.

[master-meddler]

Observations I’ve Made About The Twilight Saga Having Not Watched Any of Them Since They Hit DVD and Having Never Even Bothered With Breaking Dawn at All: Part 1

-the English teacher in New Moon sounds like Anthony Hopkins

-where’s Tyler? Where did he go?

-Aro’s lacefront is BEAUTIFUL

-All the blonds got their roots fixed in this movie and it’s what they deserve

-Rosalie’s finger wave? Stunning!

-I would die for Emmett tbh

-Would also die for Jasper, a sweet boy just doing his best

-Carlisle? That’s a man, Maury!!!

-Charlie has Big Dad Energy (observation made during Twilight)

-Edward is a Gemini, or FAKE

-Bottoms: Jasper, Alice

-Verse: Esme, Emmett

-Top: Rosalie, Carlisle

-Bitch- Edward

-Bella’s depression montage is really what depression feels like, which-relatable because I too am a millennial with depression

-Big Dad Energy

-I would kill a man for Anna Kendrick

-Bella’s brows got better and men are gross

-Jessica’s right

-Edward ain’t SHIT

-Jacob Black? A MAN

-His teeth are so WHITE

-Jacob is the most human character in the whole franchise

-Again, the appearance of Big Dad Energy

-I’m gonna need the hair stylist from the first movie to meet me out back of the Denny’s parking lot so we can have a conversation about all the blinds having visible roots

-Mike is every nervous white boy in every 80s movie ever

-*me showing up at the screenwriters houses wielding an axe and my creative writing minor like I’m in the world’s most pretentious reboot of The Shining* I just wanna talk

-again with the Big Dad Energy

-men in this film are TRASH

-ALICE JUST EMAIL HER BACK JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!!!!

-Edward probably salted the meadow before he skipped town like a bitch

-Laurant? Also a man, but still kind of a bitch with dreads that snap

-I’m just calling him Darwin now because he sure adapts to being dead all the damn time don’t he?

-Werewolves? In my meadow? It’s more likely than you think.

-Bella’s undereye bags have progressed from Michael Koors to fuckin Versace so could y’all just LET HER SLEEP

-Jacob was LIVING FOR THE DRAMA OF IT ALL

-Paul is a bitch name for a bitch person

-they yeet themselves into wolf form for the drama

(It was at this point our brains started melting out of our ears and we decided that sleep)

(8 1/2 hours of sleep and a good breakfast, we resumed at the more sensible hour of 1:48 pm from where Jacob becomes a bitch)

-why weren’t the vampires in this franchise gay like they are in pretty much every other vampire franchise? Just MAKE THEM GAY YOU COWARDS

-the Twilight franchise: sponsored by Jansport and only Jansport

-Laurant be lookin ashy as FUCK

-the first movies costume designer can fucking fight me because you can’t put these pale ass vampires in light colors because they look fucking PASTY AS FUCK

-the purple suit? Brown cow, stunning!

-Jacob’s a minor so give him a fucking shirt!!

-Jacob’s a Scorpio

-Erik is an under appreciated minor character with some good lines

-Edward dresses like a manager at the Gap

-the werewolf transformations are gay essentials because, to quote Katya, “it’s got height, it’s got momentum, it’s got drama!!”

-Erik and Angela are cut as shit

-Bella is Dumb Bitch Syndrome’s patient 0

-she’s going through it!!

-these movies get worse with age

-Alice and Bella should’ve been GAY

-Alice has a case of no-matchy (her face no-matchy her chest)

-Jacob is a BITCH with the AUDACITY

-Edward needs a shower and to burn his clothes

-why do none of the Voltouri Italian?

-Dakota Fanning? I’d die for her

-classiest elevator music

-why does Jane’s brother have Brendan Iris’s old haircut?

-Trixie Mattel whom? Aro is the only skinny legend I know!

-these weaves on Aro, Marcus, and Caius!

-*we started singing Johanna from Sweeney Todd*

-Big Dad Energy!

-Bella has HAD IT with Edward! OFFICIALLY!

-Rosalie is my wife and I would die for her

-Carlisle out here dressin like an adult Fed Jones from fucking Scooby Doo

-*my friends started turning it into a telenovela*

-*we decided to rewrite it as a telenovela*

-The Return of The Big Dad Energy

(I skipped Eclipse because I don’t care)

-Find a man like Carlisle who will buy an island and name it after me

-Bella’s brows are only getting better

-Emmett and Jasper? Two men for whomst I would die? Absolutely!

-Rosalie’s character arc and backstory are better written than any of the books or movies combined

-Renee? I love her.

-Bella and her anxiety? Relatable

-Sex on the beach? 100% not the tea

-Edward ruining a perfectly good bed is not the mood, but the montage is

-concerned husband? Absolutely!

-everybody’s eyebrows got better, actually

-so did their hair

-still wanna fight the hair and makeup crew from the first one

-Bella really is going through it tryna get that bomb dick and I respect that

-Breaking Dawn Part 1, 47:54 in, Edwards is standing like he knows he has to do it to em

-I hate that

-chicken, yogurt, and peanut butter? DISGUSTING!!!

-Emmett is the personified version of the “I love you...bitch. I ain’t never gon stop lovin you...bitch” vine

-Kaure? A native KWEEN

-BIG. DAD. ENERGY.

-why is Jacob dressing like the brown Captain America that we deserve?

-Carlisle has fuckin HAD IT! And so has Rosalie!! The whole family!!

-FUCKING HAD IT!! OFFICIALY!!

-jacob’s facial hair didn’t grow fast enough for the movie

-so sparse

-they should’ve just told him to shave

-Seth? A man that I love with all of my heart

[michellerps]

♫ A drabble about our muses inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle//Mason/Hani

“Didn’t wanna be a ghost, but you pushed me over and over. Never thought I’d have a vice other than you, over and over… 

You’re somewhere else, I’m drinking not to guess. Blurry bodies, but you’re on my mind. We let it go now I’m full of rum and regret. I go out just so I can reforget… 

Two more footsteps on the wood floor, but it ain’t you. I’m faded so I bring someone home. Over and over, I do this and I’m still lost in the light.” - x 

Mason had never been much of a drinker, and hadn’t been able to handle alcohol when he did drink. Always a bit of a lightweight, even given his size, due to how little and infrequently he drank. That had changed lately. It wasn’t a healthy coping mechanism, he knew that, but he needed something to fill the void Hani had left after their… break-up? Separation? Fight? Whatever the fuck it had been that prevented them from speaking for the last five godawful months. During the day, he managed to stay busy enough. He did classes at the PC, he worked out even though he absolutely hated it, he even stayed late and helped the actual rookies who weren’t as experienced as he was. Hani would pop into his mind more often than he wanted to admit, when someone did something he knew Hani would get a kick out of or he saw someone wearing a t-shirt with a band on it that Hani had liked. But for the most part, he kept his head focused on other things. When the sun went down and the night got later and everyone started going home, leaving Mason alone with this thoughts, that was when he didn’t know if he could keep himself together. All he could think about was the love he’d ruined and let go. So, to the bar he went.  

That night, he’d worked a live show. It was only his fourth match with the company, having made his official debut at the last Takeover special, and it was still exhilarating wrestling for them and in front of those crowds. He hadn’t been sure how they’d take to him or if they’d know him or care at all, but the pop he got each time his music hit gave him chills without fail. It was the feeling he needed, it made him feel alive again. But it was shortlived, and he was back to feeling like hell once the adrenaline ran off. That was when he ended up at the bar, downing drinks at an alarming rate.

He still hated the taste of the hard stuff, it made him crinkle his nose as he forced it down, but it did the job quicker than anything else. He still hated being at a bar, too. Hate was probably too strong of a word, but everyone was loud and most of them were happy and laughing and it felt like they were rubbing it in Mason’s face. But, the noise was a nice distraction, too. Bella was nowhere to be seen that night. She was usually his go-to girl whenever he needed someone to sit and drink with, but she wasn’t around, which was a shame. He was starting to really like her. She was fun to be with. He’d spent time backstage with Lilly that night, but she’d gone home with Laurel. While he’d made friends with a lot of the people there, and already knew a lot of them, he didn’t particularly want to be around people who knew him too well. God forbid someone mentioned Hani and his drunk ass got emotional and sappy and opened up too much. He just wanted to fucking forget and have some peace for a few hours until he passed out. 

When Ryan Gilmore came up to the bar beside him, ordering a drink before turning to face Mason, Mason debated whether he should ignore him or acknowledge him. Ryan was a good dude. Kinda obnoxious, but good natured. He was down at the PC and at NXT tapings a lot, just because he liked helping out where he could, and he liked seeing who the new kids were. They’d talked a few times, had become… not friends, but people who were friendly. Mason figured he probably had to say hi or something. He turned his head just enough to make eye contact with him, then nodded. 

Ryan returned Mason’s half-assed greeting with a bright grin as he leaned against the bar. “You looked good tonight." 

"I always look great,” Mason replied. “I know what I’m doing.”

Mason was always this confident on the inside, but he typically didn’t sound as arrogant as this unless he was in character. That was when he knew his drinks had hit him. Ryan only chuckled, not thrown by his comment. He was used to egos. He had one of his own. 

“I know, but I wasn’t talking about your wrestling,” he said, moving in closer. 

Mason’s face scrunched up in confusion. “Then what the fuck - Oh." 

Truthfully, Mason hadn’t thought about sex much since getting to Florida. His sex drive hadn’t totally disappeared, he wasn’t that depressed, but he just didn’t have any interest in getting that close to other people yet. But he’d be lying if he said Ryan wasn’t attractive. While he’d learned that it took him some time and an emotional connection already there for him to start romantically wanting someone, wanting someone physically was another story. He wasn’t exactly lusting after Ryan, but the thought… it was tempting. He picked up his drink, downing the remainder of it, then slammed the glass down, making a decision in that very moment. 

Within the hour, Mason was at Ryan’s house, in his bedroom. Ryan wasn’t Hani. He didn’t smile against Mason’s lips as they kissed. He didn’t make the right sounds as Mason kissed his neck. He didn’t know how Mason liked to be touched, or that he hated over the top dirty talk. He made an unfunny joke about Mason being a vampire when he bit his neck. Mason only bit harder in response. He didn’t make Mason laugh at all, which he knows is not the point of sex, but he could remember very few times with Hani where he didn’t at least crack a smile or some sort of smirk. This was quick and left Mason feeling a little dirty afterwards. Guilty, almost, though he knew he had no reason to be. He got dressed quickly, prepared to deny the invite to stay that never came, and then left. 

Mason thought having sex with someone else would make him feel better. Maybe not better, but… something. He thought he’d feel something, but he felt just as empty as before. He felt awful. It hadn’t been bad sex, not by any means. Ryan was clearly experienced, way more so than Mason. There’d been moments where Mason had thought about hot Ryan was and how good it was, it was just the after that sucked. He somehow felt worse than he had before. Sex had never made him feel so shitty before. 

It was dumb, but he’d hoped that being with someone else in that way would help him forget about Hani. Like having a fresh memory of being intimate with Ryan would replace the memories he had of Hani. But forgetting about Hani was proving to be damn near impossible. He didn’t even know if he wanted to forget about him. He didn’t know what the fuck he wanted, or how he was supposed to feel. He just knew he needed another drink.