I don’t know what I love more, Emmett being so immature about Bella and Edward having sex that even Jacob and Carlisle have to smirk or the look Bella gives her husband that says it’s not funny when he clearly thinks it is


Personal affection is a luxury you can have only after all your enemies are eliminated. Until then, everyone you love is a hostage, sapping your courage and corrupting your judgment.” - Orson Scott Card, Empire


Twilight Meme: [7/10] scenes

“I can’t help thinking, all these people here are putting themselves in danger because I fell in love with a human.

You found your mate, you deserve to be happy.

But at what cost?

Everyone here has something to fight for, I certainly do.”


Favorite Breaking Dawn Moments ( */👑)

“Amun, if you want to go, no one is forcing you to stay,’ Carlisle said calmly.

“You’re stealing half my coven, Carlisle!” Amun shrieked, stabbing one finger at Benjamin. “Is that why you called me here? To steal from me?

Carlisle sighed and Benjamin rolled his eyes.

“Yes, Carlisle picked a fight with the Volturi, endangered his whole family, just to lure me here to my death,” Benjamin said sarcastically. “Be reasonable, Amun. I’m committed to do the right thing here - I’m not joining any other coven. You can do whatever you want, of course, as Carlisle has pointed out.”

….He turned on Benjamin. “I gave you life. You’re wasting it.”

Benjamin’s face looked colder than I’d ever seen it; the expression contrasted oddly with his boyish features. “It’s a pity you couldn’t replace my will with your own in the process; perhaps then you would have been satisfied with me.”

Amun’s eyes narrowed. He gestured abruptly to Kebi, and they stalked past us out the front door.

- Breaking Dawn, Chapter. 34


Don’t let me fall, Dad,” I whispered.Charlie pulled my hand through his arm and then grasped it tightly.

One step at a time, I told myself as we began to descend to the slow tempo of the march. I didn’t lift my eyes until my feet were safely on the flat ground, though I could hear the murmurs and rustling of the audience as I came into view. Blood flooded my cheeks at the sound; of course I could be counted on to be the blushing bride.

As soon as my feet were past the treacherous stairs, I was looking for him. For a brief second, I was distracted by the profusion of white blossoms that hung in garlands from everything in the room that wasn’t alive, dripping with long lines of white gossamer ribbons. But I tore my eyes from the bowery canopy and searched across the rows of satin-draped chairs - blushing more deeply as I took in the crowd of faces all focused on me - until I found him at last, standing before an arch overflowing with more flowers, more gossamer.

I was barely conscious that Carlisle stood by his side, and Angela’s father behind them both. I didn’t see my mother where she must have been sitting in the front row, or my new family, or any of the guests - they would have to wait till later.

All I really saw was Edward’s face; it filled my vision and overwhelmed my mind. His eyes were buttery, burning gold; his perfect face was almost severe with depth of his emotion. And then, as he met my awed gaze,he broke into a breathtaking smile of exultation.

Suddenly, it was only the pressure of Charlie’s hand on mine that kept me from sprinting headlong down the aisle.

The march was too slow as I struggled to pace my steps to its rhythm. Mercifully, the aisle was very short. And then, at last, at last, I was there. Edward held out his hand. Charlie took my hand and, in symbol as old as the world, placed it in Edward’s. I touched the cool miracle of his skin, and I was home.  - Bella Swan, Big Day, Breaking Dawn