The way that I cope with no twilight fanfic is that I make Pinterest boards and a matching playlist for any character and scenario I have planned out in my head…

let me make you one… I’ll do anything to get bitches obsessed with twilight again

Y’all are making me feel like a twilight influencer ‍♀️ can I be one? An unofficial official twilight guru

Breaking dawn part 2 Emmett… that’s all I have to say thank you.

They always say pick a career doing something you love… so how does one make money by embarrassing themselves on the internet because when they were younger they tricked themselves into believing that the whole world of twilight was real… asking for a friend ?

So update… they haven’t messaged me back so I sweetened the deal a bit (Kiowa if you’re reading this I’m sorry I’m still gonna get the wolf tattoo but I really want the Twilight Tumblr Account) @twilight

Thinking about the time when I saw eclipse for the first time (I was 9), I got mad at my mom for making me miss the battle. I told her it wasn’t fair that she kept me from all the action and that she’d have to let me go, I knew my dad wanted me there and I had to train sooner or later to protect the reservation. She then tried to tell me after multiple times that Sam Uley is not my dad and that these movies aren’t real… did I believe her? No. I told her she was a liar and that she just was jealous that I carried the special gene to turn into a shifter… I also was mad that in the movies when Jacob said “Leah is the first female shifter” I said that he was stupid and that I was the first female shifter because Duh I was, I was the daughter of the mighty alpha Sam Uley…. After theses events I wrote a letter to my dad saying that he really needed to come and get me because mom was keeping me from my true destiny! I also called Jacob stupid for not knowing that I was the first true female shifter… now me not knowing the address to Sam aka my dads house I just put “Sam Uley” hoping that some how some way it would make his way to the right person. Now I didn’t put a stamp on it so of course the mailman never took it Thanks for coming to my ted talk ~ if you want more embarrassing stories about me being raised on twilight let me know because I have alot

You twilight whores got me feeling tumblr famous and shit I love y’all ~ officially calling myself a Twilight Influencer

Thinking about the time when I was telling everyone Sam Uley was my dad that I said it so much I actually started to believe i was right. As said before my reasoning believing that Sam was my dad was that “well maybe that’s the reason why I’m brown” and thought I had this huge break through (I’m sorry I was 8 and having an identity crisis). I then rewatched the first movie and tried to look up the websites that Bella was on trying to search for the cold ones and… found nothing and then blamed my mom for this saying “you can’t block me from the truth mom” and stormed out to the backyard and fell down in the middle of my yard and started crying… yes crying… i then stared up at the sky and said “why is she keeping everything a secret from me” I then told my mom that she can’t keep me from my dad forever because I had imprinted on Seth and unless she wanted me to die she had to let me go see him… safe to say my mom was regretting everything that lead up to this moment. I then some how came up with the conclusion that I was going to shift soon and that “my dad” was going to come here and get me because he would just some how know ? So I packed a backpack with the essentials you know clothes, snacks, my stuffed animals, my spiderman dvd and left my window open EVERY NIGHT just in case he had to come through the window just like Jacob did through Bella’s window… even though I live in a one story house… ✨ and that’s how I became Jordyn Uley

CLINGY WOLF

Jacob Black X Reader|Headcanons

Requested?: Yes by the lovely anon ! Hi! Im sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you could possibly do clingy Jacob black x reader if not that’s fine just wondering have a great day /night!

Warnings: just tons of wholesome fluff here!

Specific Pronouns Used: none were used, completely gender neutral.

A/N: angel, I hope you do enjoy this and thank you for requesting ! I love writing for clingy jacob, cause i truly believe he’s like this.

Masterlist

• oh this man will easily be so clingy to you, especially when patrol is involved; whether he was coming back from patrol or had to leave for patrol, he will hold you close and not let go.
• sometimes this can cause problems with sam — if he happens to still be following sam`s orders at the time — whenever he happens to be late for patrol because he was just holding onto you.
• whenever jacob is tired, he is kind of like a loopy child and he will just casually drop almost all his weight on top of you or lean almost all his weight onto you, as he wants to just be completely one with you.
• definitely will hold both your hand and your arm whenever you are out in public and he can`t be completely cuddled up to you.
• it tends to get annoying but you love him too much to tell him off about it, much to everyone else`s discretion, as you find it adorable that he loves you enough to be clingy.

“Always Bella IV” - Jacob Black x Reader

Summary: Part IV to “Always Bella”
ReadPart One/Part Two/Part Three/Part IV

I woke up to the soft snores of Quil on the couch next to me. His heat radiating off his body, almost lulling me back into a slumber.

Almost.

“Quil.” I whisper. “Quil.”

“Mhmmmmm.” He groans, gripping his pillow harder.

I purse my lips, sighing before sitting up.

Jacob.

The overwhelming memories of last night replayed through my brain. I felt a chill run up my spine, followed by immediate displeasure.

Why didn’t Quil let him see me? He knew how I felt.

But why couldn’t I speak? Why couldn’t I get up?

Why couldn’t I say anything to Jacob?

I swung my legs off the couch quietly, grabbing Quil’s slippers and stumbling out the front door. I look back to still see Quil fast asleep on the couch, his chest rising and falling with every slow breath.

I let out a sigh, quietly shutting the front door. I look at my car, weighing out my options.

Car is quicker, though much louder. Walking won’t wake up Quil but it’ll take a half an hour as opposed to the five minute drive. Oh the options.

Pursing my lips as I look between the car and the road for what seemed like a million times.

Walking.

Before I knew it, I was already at Billy’s front door.

I went to knock, but my cold knuckles hesitated. I inhale sharply, slowly knocking on the door.

I heard some movement behind the door, to be met with Billy.

“Hi Billy, I know it’s early but I really need to-” I noticed his eyes were bloodshot and filled to the brim with tears, his cheeks flushed with a red hue I had not seen in years.

Not since Sarah.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” I whisper, looking into his defeated eyes.

“(Y/N), he’s gone.” His voice croaked.

My blood went cold, suddenly my ears were ringing. I felt the world around me freeze.

“What?” I choke, almost gasping for air.

“He’s gone. Jacob’s gone. Sam is looking for him, but- but he’s gone.” His voice breaks. “All I have left is gone. I need my son.” He buried his face in his hands.

I hung onto every word that Billy said, praying to a God I didn’t believe in that they weren’t true.

“Sam? Billy we need to call the police. What can Sam do?” I panic.

Billy turns to me, giving me a confused look. His eyebrow raises, when suddenly the once puzzled look turns into one of realization.

“You don’t know.” He mutters under his breath, his eyes widening as they stare into mine.

“What? What don’t I know?”

“Read this first.” He pulls an envelope off the table, handing it to me.

(Y/N).

I read my name, admiring Jacob’s handwriting. Terrified to open it.

I look at Billy’s tearful eyes before he nods towards the chair beside me.

I sit down, taking a deep breath; trying to build the courage to open this letter. I look up to see Billy watching me with sad eyes, I assume to see if I have more information in my letter about Jacob’s potential whereabouts.

Dear (Y/N),

I’m sorry. I just, I can’t be here anymore. It’s all too… complicated.

Everything hurts. It’s all too much. I’ve become something I don’t want to be. I don’t want this, but there’s no escape.

I had to leave. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I’ve been treating you like shit. I just can’t explain it.

I don’t want you involved in this life.

But you are, unfortunately.

Though, I left. I don’t want to be around you. Everything changed. If I stay, you’re roped in far deeper than you would ever need to be.

I’m sorry (Y/N). I am.

I miss you, I do.

I just, I can’t be there anymore. Not for my own sake, but mostly for your sake.

I’m sorry, I just don’t want this.

I won’t see you for a while, if ever again.

I wanted a choice. I want you to have a choice. I want us to have a say in our lives.

I love you.

Jacob Black

I sat there in disbelief. I felt all the air leave my lungs.

It was as if the world around me was no longer real. I could no longer hear properly, everything is muffled.

I closed the letter, looking up from my lap to meet eyes with Billy.

“I-I” I choke on my words. “I don’t know where he went.”

Billy sighs, as a hand is placed on his shoulder. I follow the hand, seeing Sam standing next to Billy.

“No luck, but we’ll keep looking. I have Paul and Embry out looking right now.” Sam gives Billy’s shoulder a slight squeeze as he makes direct eye contact with me.

“Paul and Embry? Why not the police? How are theysupposed to find Jacob? He’s gone.” I croak.

“I know he left before explaining, but you’re entitled to know.” Sam says sternly.

“Know about what? God, I’m so sick of not being in the loop while Bella Swan gets to know everything!” I yell, the anger burning within me.

“She’s not supposed to know.”

“Well she does. And I still do not.” I scoff, tears falling from my eyes.

“Quil’s waiting for you outside, I suggest you go meet him out there for now.” Sam instructs.

I shake my head, looking at the man in disbelief. Who was he to tell mewhat to do.

But I couldn’t be bothered. I quickly got up, bumping into Sam purposefully before walking outside to Quil.

His eyes portrayed a sadness that reflected my own as he stood against the hood of my car.

I walked over slowly, dragging my feet against the Earth.

I stopped in front of him, I took a deep breath.

“He’s gone.” I choke. “Quil, Jacob’s gone.” I feel my knees about to give out from under me. I walk into his large frame, burying my head into his chest.

“I know, love. I know.” He coos, opening his arms to pull me into a hug.

I felt my tears fall onto his shirt as I melted into his touch.

Quil, the only person to make me feel like things could maybe be okay.

The only person left who can bring me back to Earth.

“Quil, what is going on?” I pull back, looking sternly into his eyes.

“(Y/N)-” He hesitates.

“No, I deserve to know. Because apparently it involves me a lot more than I was led to believe.”

I pull the letter from my jacket pocket, holding it up to Quil. “So tell me now. Or I’m going to Embry.” I let out the breath of air that was stuck in my lungs. “But you know I would rather hear it from you.

"Can I read it?” He pleads, nodding towards my letter.

“After you tell me exactly what is going on, Quil.” I pull the letter behind me, looking up at him. “I deserve to know. I need to know why it hurts so bad.” I look down at my feet. “Why does it hurt so bad?” I look up at his chocolate brown eyes, pleading with my own.

“Get in the car, we’re going to our spot.” He advises, looking back between me and the car before walking over to the driver’s side.

I look at him, standing still. Trying to walk, despite my legs feeling like cement.

His eyes met mine, him motioning for me to get into the car.

And so I did.

I walked to the passenger side, silently opening the door and climbing in, taking a deep breath.

My mind raced with every thought imaginable.

Did Jacob come to say goodbye last night?

Could I have made him stay?

Was there something I did? Is there something I could do?

A sense of dread washed over me as I explored every possibility in my mind.

“Relax.” Quil whispers, grabbing my hand and squeezing it lightly.

I look over to him, wondering how he always knows where my mind goes.

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Read here:Part One/Part Two/Part Three/Part IV

sorry for the delay I just work all the time, was in school full-time, and am beyond clinically depressed lol

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“Empathy” - Jacob Black x Reader

A/N:I’m being nice to my Jacob friends today, but don’t count on this to be a common theme– he’s still my favorite angst character

I pressed my ear against the creaky bedroom door, trying to make out the the short-winded breathing on the other end.

Poor Jacob.

Standing there for a moment, I wonder if he really wants me to come in, to see him in this state.

I knew he didn’t, he neverdid. Whenever I would check on him, it was him instantly hiding any hints of sadness. Wiping the tears away, sniffling, and quickly standing up to greet me. Wondering if he even knew of my presence, I decide it’s best I try yet again– even if I fail.

“Jacob…” I whisper from the doorway.

“(Y/N)!” He jumps up in shock; again quickly wiping the tears that fell from his eyes. “Hi! When did you get home?”

Though, that didn’t hide the lament that shone right through those chocolate brown orbs.

“Jacob, please.” I begged, walking over to the bed. I ushered for him to sit back down. “Please, let me be here for you.”

“What do you mean? I’m fin-”

“No, Jacob. You’re not fine.” I sigh. “You hide your feelings from me. It’s torture knowing that you’re suffering; suffering in silence.”

“(Y/N), I’m- I’m ok-” His breathing cuts his sentence off, his eyes filling to the brim with tears.

“Please.” I whisper, placing my hand over his own.

His sobs returned once again, uncontrollable breathing racking through his body as he laid his head on my chest. His arms crushingly tight around my body.

“I just, I don’t want to be this way.” He whimpers.

“What do you mean, Jake?”

“I’m a monster, (Y/N). Don’t pretend you don’t know.”

“Jake, you are nota monster. You’re everything good in this world.” I soothe, slightly scratching his scalp.

“No, I’m not.” He huffs, pulling away to look into my eyes. “I can’t give you a normal life, a normal life that you deserve. At least, not for a very long time.”

“You give me everything I could ever want and more.”

“No, you deserve a safe and normal life. A life where your boyfriend doesn’t fight off vampires. A life without worrying about if something will happen to you. You des-”

“Stop, Jacob. Stop it right now.” I look at him sternly. “You protect me, you protect everyone. You do more for me than I could ever ask. You make me feel safer than anyone else ever could.”

“I shouldn’t have to. You don’t seem to understand.” Jacob’s eyes close as he lets out a large sigh.

“I don’t understand what?”

“You don’t understand that I just wish things were normal for you. For us, for me.” His eyes meet mine once again. “I just want to live a normal life, I want to go back to how things were. When I didn’t have to worry all the time, when I didn’t have to patrol for vampires. When I didn’t have to worry about what would happen if I messed up.”

“You’re right.” I rib small circles into the back of his hand, meeting his gaze. “I’ll never understand the sacrifice you’ve made. I’ll never understand how you feel. But I can empathize, Jacob.”

“Thank you.” He whispers, pulling me into a tight hug. “I love you.” His hot tears leave a trail down my back as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

“I love you, Jacob. I’m always going to be here for you.” I promise. “Please, talk to me more. Please don’t suffer in silence.”