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@lambru
canon divergent portrayal of bella swan removed from the twilight saga. anti-smeyer. book inspired but very headcanon heavy. crossover and oc friendly. sometimes low activity. content warning for mature themes! please read rules before following. reinterpreted by cherry (she/her. 1993. gmt-3).
⋆˚ ꩜ ｡ carrd． study notes． prompts． pinboard．
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Wanna hangout and maybe you can kill me or something
bella being turned by the person she’s in love with is tasty but !! her sire being a guiding figure that is more than of a parent than her actual parents is also very crunchy.
and her having a vampire lover that has to meet her vampire parent is also a very juicy concept to think about that i would love to write.
now i'm scared to ask how tall you guys think i am 🧍♀️
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“most people seem uncomfortable with silence. i never minded it much.”
she tilts her head, considering him, and there’s something almost soft in the way she holds his gaze. armand has never made her feel like she needs to explain herself ⸺ not in the way that most people do, not in the way that makes her feel like she’s performing for their approval. not in the way most, undead or alive, could not say they have experienced themselves.
“i think people aren’t uncomfortable with silence,” she responds, her voice carries that particular flatness that isn’t disinterest but thoughtfulness, most of her attention still caught in the back of her mind as she processes the thought rather than dedicated to the performance of how the thought is said out loud. “i think they’re uncomfortable with people. silence just forces them to sit with that reality for a moment.”
she’s curled into the corner of a worn leather armchair, knees tucked beneath her in a way that suggests she’s been there for a while, settled into the space like she belongs there. it’s a rare thing, this ease. bella swan doesn’t take it for granted. “or maybe that’s just me projecting,” she adds quickly after, there’s a flicker of dry humor in the words. “hard to tell sometimes.”
her gaze drifts to the window, to the way the street light begin to filter through the glass in as the sun begins to set in the horizon, soft and golden and temporary. she’s always been good at noticing the temporary things, perhaps that’s why she’s so drawn to the people who aren’t. she lets the silence breathe for a moment, lets it become comfortable rather than awkward, before she speaks again.
“silence can be nice too,” her voice is quieter now, almost surprised by her own honesty. “not having to fill the space. not feeling like you have to perform just to be tolerated. if you can sit in silence with someone, that is a good sign i think.” she shifts slightly, crossing her legs trying to find a more comfortable position. a gesture that feels natural rather than guarded. she’s not used to feeling this at ease with anyone, immortal or otherwise, but it is difficult not to feel disarmed by empathy when looking at someone whose experiences mirror her own so very closely. with armand, bella feels she doesn’t have to be anyone other than what she is. broken edges and all.
“i think that’s why i like talking to you. or not talking, your silence is cool too.”
⋆ ˚ ࿔ ✧ ˖ ° . @desiresuffering ／ prompt.
“you make a terrible liar.” (From Taniel)
the accusation catches her off guard ⸺ brown round eyes open wide with surprise and unsuspecting embarrassment. so much so, her cheeks feel like burning up. bella can only hope she is not blushing, though she certainly feels flustered. “i was not trying to lie,” the words slip past her supple lips with hurry to clarify her innocence. not quite defensive, but tangibly genuine in her defense. “it’s just... some things private, y’know? you can’t be open about everything with everyone... nothing personal.”
⋆ ˚ ࿔ ✧ ˖ ° . @blossomseeress ／ prompt.
tags dump.
i'm browsing through the book of nod.. no one told me how much of a big brain move was to make bella a salubri
bella is the kind to find a nosferatu vampire hot. would also fall in love but point is: never underestimate her horny.
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youre so sweet + i love you mwah
Hi! just wanted to say your bella is so good! I can hear her voice in your writing and your graphics are beautiful.
omg where's this coming from !! my graphics are very simple but i hope they convey the vibes at least. thank you so much for the kind message ♡ i haven’t written bella in uhhh... about 15 years so it’s been interesting coming back to the character and finding her voice again.
wdym vtm vampires can't have sex ?? we're all ignoring that right??? RIGHT????
bella investigating a missing person case because of the unusual circumstances around it only to find (your character), who is the missing person in question, but they're no longer human.
Oceanic hues settle on the familiar face in front of her without any real fuss.
The edges of sharp nails tapping on the table as the drink in front of her lies forgotten to the side. Bella was quite interesting for a mortal, she thinks. There is something so chaotic in the energy that she presents despite the clear anxiety that she suffers from. Emilie had been watching her for quite some time, after all. Not because she had any ulterior motives because she thought that this little human in front of her had so much potential for chaos.
Besides, which Toreador could deny beauty when it was so clearly placed before her?
She was often obsessed with these things for a period of time and, unfortunately for Bella, it just happened that she was her flavor for the last few months. She liked to pick her brain, to listen to what she used to justify her own opinions, because youth was wasted on Emilie. She'd been around for hundreds of years now, things could get monotonous if you didn't learn to create your own fun in life.
"You know....I still think vampire life would suit you." She offers in a purr, head tilting to the side so that brown locks would tumble over her shoulder. It was all calculated, the beauty that she used for her advantage and the way her words slipped from her lips. "If you can forgo your humanity and the care you have for mortality and it's creatures....they all start to blur together after a handful of decades anyway."
starter for @lambru for liking this starter call
bella finds herself turning emilie’s words over in her mind the way she might examine a strange coin — curious, and cautious. aware that its value depends entirely on who’s doing the looking. “maybe so,” she responds, and her voice comes out quieter than she intended. a little raw at the edges. she clears her throat, reaches for her drink just to have something to do with her hands. “i think you might be right about that, actually.”
it’s not the kind of admission one makes lightly. she can feel the weight of it, the way it sits on her tongue like something she’s been holding back for years without quite realizing it, realizing she is speaking the future of her humanity (or lack-thereof) into reality. there’s a version of her — younger, more reckless, still raw from a childhood spent feeling like she was always on the outside looking in — that would have said yes in a heartbeat, no hesitation. would have thrown herself into it with desperate hope that only comes from feeling like having nothing left to lose.
but that version of her didn’t know what she knows now. didn’t understand that leaving the human world isn’t just about yourself, that to give up being a human would mean putting a huge burden on her parents.... “i used to think about it, you know,” she continues, and her gaze drifts somewhere past emilie’s shoulder, focused on nothing in particular. “when i was younger. i would have jumped at the chance. no questions asked, no second thoughts.” a pause. her thumb traces the rim of her glass.
“but i’m not that person anymore. or maybe i am, but i just... i understand the cost now. in a way i didn’t before.” she looks back at emilie, and there’s something almost apologetic in the gesture, like she’s sorry for being difficult, for not being the easy project she might have been a decade ago. “it’s not that i don’t want it. it’s that i know the mess and hurt i would be leaving behind... maybe when my folks are gone.”
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"you're not at all what i thought you would be." from kate denali :)
kate denali’s words land somewhere unexpected, settling into the space between bella swan’s ribs like something she doesn't quite know what to do with. she blinks once, twice, thrice even ⸺ processing as soon as she can while simultaneously using the pause as a kind of social buffer to collect herself.
“i’m not sure what that means.” she admits and the flatness of her voice is honest, not defensive. the confession is genuine in that she’s very much still figuring out how to take this particular compliment. underneath the surprise, an unsuspected tinge of humor in her voice spills to her features as a small smile takes over bella’s lips.
“i wasn’t really sure what you would be like, either. i just... hoped you wouldn’t want to kill me, truthfully.” she says it plainly, but there’s a flicker of something else underneath ⸺ not humor this time, a gratitude she doesn’t quite know how to express, a relief that sits heavy and warm in her chest.
she has spent so long being the one who’s curious that the idea that someone else might have been curious about her, that she might have been a subject of speculation rather than suspicion... she is unsure what to do with that thought. and in lieu of not knowing what to do with herself, it is easier to let curiosity take over, “what did you think i would be like?”
⋆ ˚ ࿔ ✧ ˖ ° . @girlgraves ／ growing closer.
balls deep in my drafts rn because i’m finally writing and i’m realizing i’m so used to writing danmei/xianxia that i feel WEIRD not writing characters’ full names.
