Hey ! I have a headcanon but I can't write it , could you do it for me, pretty please ? đ
It's Billy's birthday, Bella give him a present and tell him that Esme help her. He frowns but open it anyway and it's... a realistic painting of Ephraim and the first pack. Because the Cullen have met them and could talk about them to the current Quileute and he realise that only now.
Thank youđ This is a great headcanon! I'm sorry I spent some time thinking about how to write it. Here it is.Â
"Have they really gone?â Billy asked as Bella pushed him into the house.
"Yes. Except for me and Edward." Bella looked around the room. Jacob was nowhere to be seen.
"He went to the grocery store," Billy said to her.
"Emmett and Rosalie got enrolled at a university in Europe. Alice and Jasper went to South America. Carlisle had found a job in Vermont and he got there last week. Esme stayed a few days longer for her project, and she got on a plane this morning to Vermont."
"I have to say, this is the best birthday present ever."Â
"After everything⊠everything that had happened here, they felt that the sooner they left the better. Carlisle said the fewer people we stay here, the less impact we would make on the tribe"
"Hum. It's a pity he didn't realize it earlier." Billy said bitterly.
He remembered feeling the chills running down his back when the vampire doctor called. How he wished that those vampires did not exist, that the vampires did not put his children's lives in danger over and over again. He could finally relax. They were gone and will never return.
"I thought Iâll see you later at Charlie's. What brought you here?" Billy habitually went into the kitchen to offer Bella the fried fish that had just been cooked. Just as he was about to fetch the fish, he realized that he had forgotten that she was a vampire now, with sculptural pale figure, weird eyes and pungent smell like the mix of shampoo and cream.
He went back to the living room and looked at Bella sitting on the sofa. He was still not sure if it was still âthe Bellaâ who ran around while he and Charlie were fishing, who beat little Jacob to tears with the mud, who would roll down the van window and greet him warmly when they met.
But still, once Billy thought that she would leave like the rest of the Cullens one day, he felt his heart aches.
"Esme asked me to bring you something."
"Again. We don't take charity, or any 'compensate of penance'."
"It's not money. Wait for me, will you?" Bella went out at human speed and returned with a large, delicate rectangular package.
Billy frowned and didn't reach out to take it. He refused to accept anything from the vampires. The woman's smell was still lingered on it.
Esme.Â
Billy wondered. He didn't know the vampire doctor's wife and tries to avoid the Cullens whenever he goes to town to run errands. In his vague impression, Esme was a strange person. When he met her once in the supermarket, she caught him in the eye, smiled at him, and quickly grabbed her bags and left the store. And Jacob and Seth like the sandwiches she made.
No matter what, she's the leaderâs wife. She's a vampire. Small acts of kindness could never make up for the harm they caused because they were not supposed to disturb their lives at the first place.
"Please? We made this together, me and Esme."Â
Billy gave up, took it, and unwrapped the package.
To his surprise, it was a portrait, as real as a photo, painted three members of the pack whose names were written at the bottom, Ephraim Black, Levi Uley, and Quill Atoeara II.
"This is..."
"She painted the 1930s shape-shifters as she remembered them."
Billy stared at the three young men in the picture. He had never known what Ephraim looked like in his youth. Ephraim's few remaining photographs, taken in his later years, were kept in the Blackâs family album. It had been so long since Billy had looked through the album that Ephraim's face had blurred in his memory. As far as he could remember, his grandfather always had white hair, wrinkles on his forehead, and a scar near his brow.
Carefully, Billy ran his finger over the scar on Ephraim's left brow on the portrait.
"Well. I'm glad that the vampires are gone and weâre finally in peace again." Billy put the portrait down and leaned it against the wall.
"Seven o 'clock at Charlie's. Don't forget. Thereâs a cake for you." Bella tried to hide her disappointment when Billy didn't talk about the portrait as if it did not exist.
"Did he make the cake or did he buy it?"
"Will you eat it if he made it?" Bella teased.
"Hell no." Billy laughed. He felt like his Bella was back.
"Tell her. Esme. Tell her I said thanks." Billy said to Bella as she walked out of the house.
Finally watching POSE after several years wanting to and it's A-Ma-Zing ! Haven't finished the first season yet but it has everything : spotlight, strass, tears and good music !
C'est parti pour le deuxiĂšme visionnage, un mois quasiment jour pour jour aprĂšs le premier ! AprĂšs un mois Ă reregarder la serie, Ă lire des fanfictions et des posts tumblr, j'espĂšre dĂ©couvrir plein de choses m'ayant Ă©chappĂ© la premiĂšre fois đ
j'vous jure elle s'est sauvée de carmélide, elle a payé des guides, elle a pris une diligence qu'en fait c'était pas la bonne, elle en a pris une autre, et tintagel c'est terriblement loin, et en arrivant elle s'est pris le bec avec des mÚres et insulté des tantes
et arthur il grimpe une pov tour et y'a des ronces ohlalala IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME U FUCKING CLOWN
Mais je pensais que vous auriez trouvĂ© une petite clairiĂšre⊠avec un ruisseau. Les tocards prennent toujours leur retraite prĂšs dâun ruisseau, Ă cause de la soif. Pourtant une retraite, câest une retraite de tout, ne croyez-vous pas ? Moi, quand jâai plus rien Ă faire ici, je me retire⊠Plus une goutte dâeau. Plus un rayon de soleil. Je me dessĂšche, de la tĂȘte aux pieds, en un petit cadavre sous un tas de feuilles⊠Les saisons me survolent sans me soupçonner⊠Et puis, un jour, la corneille raconte quâelle a entendu au loin quelquâun qui recommence Ă pleurer. GueniĂšvre ! GueniĂšvre ! Alors lĂ , jâouvre un Ćil, je rampe, mangeant la neige, lĂ©chant lâeau croupie⊠et mes ennemis tressaillent, car Ă me voir boire, ils comprennent que je suis de retour.
Méléagant, Kaamelott Livre V
Charmant. Et si on est musulman et en désaccord avec toi on peut l'ouvrir ? Parce que dans ce cas je vais chercher ma meilleure amie, musulmane et non voilée qui trouve ça normal. Ou alors les dizaines d'étudiantes voilées avec qui j'étais à l'Université et qui n'ont eu aucun problÚme pour porter le voile à l'université. Les interdictions ne concernent que les enfants à l'école et les burqas complÚtes à l'extérieur.
How did I not hear about France banning hijabs? Whatâs going on?
long story short, thereâs legislation in the process of being passed that would
ban girls under 18 from wearing any form of religious head covering in public, and although itâs obviously aimed at muslim women, it would also affect other faith groups that practice similar forms of modest dress
ban islamic swimwear in schools and public (there is already a modest swimwear ban in place at public beaches, this just extends it)
ban mothers wearing hijab from entering schools or participating in school field trips or extra curriculars
ban the slaughter of halal poultry - the cheapest and most easily accessible form of meat protein for the muslim community
extend school hijab bans to universities
prevent muslim women from choosing healthcare providers based on gender (which many muslim women prefer to do, since many exams require removal of clothing, etc)
ban muslim parents from homeschooling
force halal markets to sell pork and alcohol or face closure
ban foreign flags at weddings
i just found out merriam webster has a time traveler feature that tells you some of the words that were âbornâ the same year as you. itâs pretty neat yall should do this
Bon... pour l'instant mon idĂ©e semble pas avoir trop de succĂšs đ Allez la communautĂ© Tumblr, filez moi un coup de main et de nombreux RT !
Cutie Batsy ! đ
HE LEETLE FEETSYS
C'Ă©tait trooop bien Cryda est geniallement Ă©crite, tout comme la prophĂ©tie ! Merki ! đ„°
1,234 mots, sur une demande de @19chloe96, sur Ygerne et Cryda Ă lâĂ©poque des Ă©vĂ©nements de kv1
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Au cri du coq, Cryda se retourna sur la paillasse grinçante. Ses articulations la faisaient dĂ©jĂ souffrir, et le jour se levait Ă peine, mais elle nâallait pas lambiner pour autant. Pas son genre. Dans lâautre petit lit, sa sĆur avait plus de mal. Elle la comprenait parfaitement. Quâest-ce quâil faisait froid, dans ce pays de bouseux ; et puis, Ygerne Ă©tait la plus ĂągĂ©e des deux, et celle qui avait eu la vie la plus difficile. Mais enfin, ce nâĂ©tait quand mĂȘme pas une raison pour se laisser aller, et, ces derniers temps, elle avait sĂ©rieusement lâair dâĂȘtre sur le point de jeter le manche aprĂšs la cognĂ©e. Cryda sâĂ©tait pourtant dit, quelques mois plus tĂŽt, au moment oĂč elles avaient passĂ© la barre des dix ans dans la ferme nordique oĂč elles avaient trouvĂ© refuge, que si elles avaient tenu le coup jusque lĂ elles pourraient bien continuer Ă tenir le coup tout pareil. Mais la morositĂ© silencieuse dâYgerne nâavait fait que se durcir Ă partir de ce point. Ăa ne lui ressemblait pas tellement, Ă la sĆurette, de ruminer dans son coin, mais la situation Ă©tait quelque peu inĂ©dite, et lâespoir dâen sortir se faisait de jour en jour plus mince.
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I made a post about vampire physiology and it include the sparkling, if you want to see it and debate, just go on my profile :)
Random part of vampire physiology I decide to be mad about today: why do they only sparkle in direct sunlight??? Like the rays of the sun are still the same if it comes through the clouds the f???
She/Her, 28 years old. Big fan of Kaamelott and a lot of other things. Paleontologist. đŠ
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