#jesstanleys

[childactress-a]

@jesstanleys​​:          did you miss me?

❝     yeah,   i did.     ❞               no room for reserve,   no point in concealing feelings     (     most feelings     )     when she’s in a mood so good.          three weeks isn’t so long on paper.          it hadn’t seemed that daunting a challenge at first,   living a little more independently.          the time had eventually swallowed her up,   and she reflects on her relief as they walk past the airport terminal in search of their uber home.          winter wears on mara,   forces her to bundle up more than she’d like,   but jessica helps     :     her hand is warm enough to thaw out any frost,   clasped tightly in a homecoming embrace.          she makes the whole season go by faster,   too,   but mara hasn’t put that together yet.          ❝     not as much as jack,   though.          you should’ve seen the way he sobbed the other night ‘cause he missed you so much.     ❞          truth backseated to exaggeration,   they both know,   in mara’s subliminal attempt to see a smile from her     ;     it’s been way too long for her liking,   and any pictures they’d swapped back and forth in her absence never did jessica full justice anyway.          glance shifts from the gravel below to her companion.          if jessica catches her at the right moment,   she’ll find a familiar glint in her eyes.          they sparkle with a softness only for her,   and make promises she won’t keep.          ❝     we’re going out tonight,   you and me and him,   so get some rest if you need to,   ‘cause we’re going hard.          like,   stupid hard.          i didn’t even drink last night ‘cause i wanted to prep for tonight.          well,   i didn’t take any shots or anything.          i had a few beers,   but those don’t count.     ❞

raid my meme tag   ∶   accepting.

#jesstanleys #ACTING ON YOUR BEST BEHAVIOR ∶ inbox. #so happy theyre endgame so happy all feelings are requited so happy to have this plot with you doe

[abetrayerarch]

you seem awfully defensive over the blue chimpunk

so what maybe i was obsessed with alvin and the chipmunks when i was a child who cares not me matthew grey gubler was made famous because he played simon :/

#jesstanleys

[rosedharc]

🔥

if people acted in real life the way they act on tumblr they wouldn’t last a day. and if they did, that would mean they’re in highschool and thats not gonna last for long. sometimes, this reminds me why i don’t tell people i’m on tumblr

#short and simple #jesstanleys

[lozarus-a]

𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒     @jesstanleys​   —     ❝ no, i’m not god. not yet. ❞     ↳ 𝑨𝑪𝑪𝑬𝑷𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮

          𝐡𝐞𝐫    ,   𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟  divinity  with  the  foolish  hope  that  she  can  handle  the  feeling  of  ichor  running  through  her  far  too  human  veins..  she  is  nothing  in  the  eyes  of  the  gods   &.    yet  she  still  aches  for  the  feeling  of  empyrean  skin.    ❝  you  know   ,  if  you  become  god              can  you  make  limbo  a  bit  more  comfortable?  like  a  full  bar   or  something  ?   ❞     she   ,  who  dreams  of  the  type  of  godhood  that  fills  books  of   near  worship  in  tongues  that  are  unintelligible.    ❝  or  maybe  like  a  water  park ? there  is  a  lot  of  space  there.   ❞   she  doesnt  know  that  his  sins  have  made  ichor  corrosive.    

#jesstanleys #☆ﾟ*・ﾟ INTERACTION — ↳ ANS #hes insane im sorry

[jennifercheck2]

@jesstanleys​      ...

    IT      PAINS      HER:            the      specific      word,          something      only      muttered      to      her      within      moments      of      vulnerability,            (         ᵐᵒᵐᵉᶰᵗˢ      ᵒᶠ      ˡᵘˢᵗˀ         )            the      zombitch      has      only      ever      loved      one            ..            and      she      can      no      longer      bear      the      mention      of      her      name.            𝚜𝚘      𝚜𝚑𝚎      𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜      𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢,            ceruleans      that      were      once      gazing      over      a      kerrang!      magazine      now      shot      at      the      brunette,            MORE      SO      A      GLARE.            cherries      part      to      speak,            tone      blunt.              ❛          pft                              love      doesn’t      exist.            𝚗𝚘𝚝      𝚏𝚘𝚛      𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜      𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎      𝚞𝚜.              WE’RE      TOO      HOT.         ❜

boycott      love.

#jesstanleys #hi sexy.... #* ⋄ ◟ ♡ ༺༒༻ ♡. ﹙ V? it should've killed me.

[nastyratman]

@jesstanleys​​:         that’s probably the first honest thing you’ve said to me in months.

❝     what?     ❞          his features crease in confusion,   skeptical stare lifting above the rim of his glass.          jack feels cornered,   caged     ;     what does she want him to say to that?          ❝     no,   that can’t be right.     ❞          he scoffs,   setting his glass down to the bar’s countertop.          honesty is second-place to him,   it’s been that way for years and years now.          its success rate is disputed,   but if he has to play dirty to get where he wants,   that won’t hold him back.          he’s come too far for that.          jessica understands,   jessica had understood without needing to try too hard     —     he marvels at it     (     marvels at her,   always at her     ),   her silent empathy.          it’s conditional,   waxing and waning     ;     for every night when she dares to inch closer,   there is a morning when she retreats.          drives him up the fuckin’ wall,   she does,   but the frustration of it is as much of a comfort to jack,   and all his fondness for self-sabotage.          hook-ups are simple,   love is a trap     :     this is fun.          sue him for twisting the truth now and then     —    he’ll deny it all the way to his grave.          ❝     i know it’s not right,   as a matter of fact,   ‘cause last night i told you looked really good,   you remember that?     ❞          in traditional deflecting fashion,   he shifts what blame he can from himself to her,   sending her a smug smirk     (     just proud enough to loosen her up a little,   he hopes,   tailored to make her smile,   like it does on a good day     ).          ❝     i meant that,   jess,   that was honest.          give me some credit once in a while.     ❞          indulgent in ego,   always,   he can’t be stopped from one more sly comment dripping past his lips,   punctuated with another sip of his scotch.          ❝     i’m not so bad,   sweetheart.          i know you know that.     ❞

raid my meme tag   ›   accepting.

#jesstanleys #A ROLL OF THE DICE ∶ inbox. #bark bark

[wldbirds]

𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙴𝚁 . as she makes her way gracefully through the cafeteria , her steps as delicate and as beautiful as dancer’s , the tray of dismal-looking school lunch poised in her hands , resemble nothing short of an offering .  alice knows well where she is headed , though it seems bella is unfortunately missing in attendance today , she’s not one to break a habit .   “   --  can I ? “  even before asking , she’s already halfway into the empty seat , confident that permission will be granted . “ Jessica , right ? Can I call you jess ?  I know bella does . “  / @jesstanleys​  liked

#jesstanleys #hope this is alright! #I set this in my twilight verse but if you want something else lmk!<

[murkyhazed-hasmoved]

@jesstanleys   ♡   →   bella swan & jessica stanley.

     ❝   no   i’m   —   i’m   being   totally   serious.      i’ve   never   heard   of   it   before.      guess   i   haven’t   GOTTEN   OUT   much   since   moving   here.   ❞

#jesstanleys #* &. bella swan.

[timerased]

          ❛ the   only   thing   scarier   than   one   girl   crying   is   TWO   GIRLS   CRYING! ❜

                                   @jesstanleys​    /    canon   dialogue   starter.

#jesstanleys #◁ ❚❚▶ ▷ interactions . #i hope this is ok! #just lmk if you would like something different. :)

[omenbrought]

top five muses?

This is such a tough question because I feel a bit like I’m choosing a favorite child. Honestly, I’ve narrowed down my list so much (it was 40+ at one point) that every single muse could be considered my favorite. There are a few that stand out for sentimentality or deep resonation, though, so I’ll discuss those. 

Lydia Martin. Lydia has to be considered my top muse because she’s been with me the longest. I started writing Lydia back in 2014. She’s the muse I think I understand the best, the muse whose voice comes to me the most naturally, and the muse I’ve invested the most time and energy into. I’ve developed an intricate dark AU for her that I’m absolutely obsessed with & don’t have the opportunity to explore enough. At this point, I think Lydia’s just a part of who I am. 

Isabelle Lightwood. Isabelle Lightwood (book based) is the sort of character that just speaks to my very soul. Granted, I will never be even a tenth as badass as she is - but our coping mechanisms, our views on the world, the way we view our families… her muse just resonates with who I am. Even more than that, I love being able to explore her development. When we first meet Isabelle, she’s so closed-off from the world around her. Even when she experiences tragic loss, she won’t allow her brothers - her best friends - close. She throws shoes at them when they try. By the time we reach the most recent book, she’s grown so much. She openly cries on Alec’s shoulder in the face of loss and just - her character development is so important to me. I love being able to explore that aspect of her. 

Astoria Greengrass-Malfoy. Astoria ranks high on the list because we are so entirely different. She’s a breath of fresh air and a muse who loves with her whole heart. I love to explore Astoria growing up in the midst of a war - not directly in the middle of it, like the Trio or Draco, but in the peripherals. A young girl who grew up questioning what she was taught, who was scared to distance herself from her family & her friends, who didn’t have the courage to walk away until the eleventh hour. Astoria is someone who made small decisions of rebellion, over and over, that ultimately culminated in her decision to fight on the right side of the Battle of Hogwarts. She’s someone who chooses to see past a person’s transgressions and love them anyway. I just - I admire Astoria’s heart and her view of the world, and that’s why I love exploring her as a muse. 

Ginny Weasley. I love to explore Ginny’s character because she’s someone who, in my opinion, so perfectly embodies her house of Gryffindor. Let’s think about the trauma this girl has experienced. Ginny was possessed & tortured at the age of eleven. She grew up in a literal warzone, spending her summers and holidays from school on the peripherals of the Order. When others attempted to protect Ginny by leaving her out of discussions of war, she stood up anyway. She fought anyway. No matter her age, she was one of the first characters to run head-first into battle. Ginny has many flaws - she’s too headstrong and stubborn for her own good - but she’s unapologetically herself. I love that about her. I love exploring her sass, her bravery, her complications. I love to delve into her thought processes & what it means to be the first female-born Weasley in many years. I love to consider what happened to her after the books ended, where her journey took her, how she found meaning in a post-world war. She’s so multi-layered and I love her.

Alice Selwyn-Longbottom. Alice is one of the newer muses I’ve picked up and I absolutely adore her. In many ways, Alice and her husband Frank have a tendency to be looked over when it comes to the series as a whole - which is a tragedy! Alice was an Auror and a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Her life was spared by Voldemort by a simple decision - he chose to pursue Lily, James, and Harry rather than Alice, Frank, and Neville. She was strong, and brave, and undeniably intelligent. I think I love writing Alice because there’s so much undiscovered potential, so much I can explore without the constraints of canon - not to mention her beautiful relationship with Frank. Alice is just a breath of fresh air amongst my muses and I can’t be anything other than passionate about her development. #JusticeForAlice

This was essentially a novel & I really struggled narrowing this list down. If I had a 6th position, I would probably list Rosalie. I have so many thoughts about her character & I’m dying to explore those thoughts, but I haven’t had much of an opportunity - which is ultimately the reason she was booted from my top 5. Special mention also goes to Jennifer, Margo, and Julia… I could seriously write a novel about every single muse I write. Thank you so much for sending this to me! 🖤

#thank you SO much for sending this to me!! I love things like this #answered. #also lol @ three muses being hp muses #jesstanleys

[boredanelle]

@jesstanleys​​    ✣    liked

“    How is it you STAY UP HERE and don’t lose your mind ???    ”    Faux   (  but perfect  )   British accent ROLLED OFF HER TONGUE as she looked around.    "    I miss home ALREADY...    ”    She knew that this girl would latch onto FRESH MEAT and that was why she had selected her for cover.

#jesstanleys #▐ ✣ . V: LETHAL ASSASSIN . ✣ ▐ #▐ ✣ . THREAD . ✣ ▐

[childactress-a]

@jesstanleys​​:         none of this is your fault.

shaky nod to follow shaky breath—     the alley outside the club is cold,   and if it weren’t for jess holding her steady,   mara would indulge in the temptation to stray     :     the streets nearby beckon,   call her by name.          they’re just as chilly,   just as unforgiving,   but at least there’s something like a game of chance involved.     down one way will be a stranger and his ride home,   down the next,   a cramped bar promising salvation in its shots.          she halfway wonders if jack will notice if she never returns to him inside     ;     it’s a coin flip,   and a useless one at that.          the weight of jess’ hand in hers brings her back to reality,   back to her voice.               ❝     i know it’s not,   it’s—     ❞               face crumbles under the pressure,   mascara tears slipping down to stain her blush.          feels pathetic,   cutting out of a fucking fine night to wail about tragedies past against a brick wall,   but if the waterworks hadn’t made an appearance now,   they were bound to later.          not your fault.          it’s never your fault,   hyäne.     blame someone else,   drink the feeling away,   and repeat.               heart and head ache the same     ;     as if to remedy them both,   she lifts a hand and runs it through her hair,   shaking off sorrows and letting them fall to the concrete.               ❝     fuck,   i don’t know.          i     —     my head’s fucking killing me.          do you have any painkillers?     ❞

#jesstanleys #queue. #ACTING ON YOUR BEST BEHAVIOR ∶ inbox. #:(

[yemaenja]

(   𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔. )    //     @jesstanleys​​​    sent:     ☁       to    cuddle   with   her   under   a   blanket

cold    weather    was    on    the    verge    of    becoming    unbearable    to    marina.    even    with    the    heater    on    and    a    couple    of    fluffy    sweaters,    there    were    times    the    mermaid’s    body    couldn’t    do    anything    but    tremble    for    it    felt    just    as    if    it    was    freezing.    there    was    one    thing    that    was    able    to    ease    such    affliction,    though:    𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏    𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉,   of    someone    she    truly    cared    about.    ❝    i    feel    a    lot    better    now.    ❞    marina    whispers,    clinging    to    jessica’s    body    underneath    the    blanked    for    dear    life.    nose    buried    within    the    curve    of    the    girl’s    neck,    inhaling    the    scent    of    the    perfumed    she    adored.    ❝    please,    don’t    leave.    with    you    here    i    feel    good    at    last.    ❞

#jesstanleys #02. ( in character. ) - 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 #soft ;;

[riveir]

“oh, i’m sure they’re all deep in conversation by now,”           river assured her with a wry little smile ( and not without a touch of sarcasm in his tone ), rolling the second ball of snow on top of the slightly larger one at the base. he tossed a sideways glance in through the picture window not too far away, glowing with warmth from the inside and lined with frost and white powder — river wouldn’t have put it past his mother to have been outside that morning manipulating the winter scene to be as picturesque as possible for their company’s arrival that evening. someone probably could have easily snuck a glance outside and seen the two of them piling up a snowman, unchanged out of their dinner attire, on the front lawn for everyone to see. but river knew he was right — while it was very likely not very substantive conversation, the adults inside were quite possibly far too engrossed in their exchanges to perhaps even notice that he and jessica had even gone outside in the first place. “my father’s probably regaling everyone with stories from his latest travels,” he began, scooping up some more snow with an amused little smile on his face. “and i’m sure my mother’s got yours cornered to interrogate her about how she really felt about the dinner.” the predictability of his parents and their circle was, though he did get some amusement out of poking fun at it in the presence of those he trusted, almost suffocating and exhausting. thank god for jessica, who was up for sneaking away to do something goofy and childish like build a snowman, and with whom he’d forged something of a special bond. she understood the pressures that came from families like their own, and in their little conspiracy were not only appeasing the adults in their lives, but were providing one another with some mutual support. while he still wrestled with the dishonesty of their facade from time to time, mostly when he was left alone with his thoughts to ruminate on the whole thing, river considered himself lucky that there was some sincerity in their relationship, in this blossoming friendship.

he looked back to jessica with a brighter smile,           almost reassured by the likelihood of their privacy outside. it seemed sort of oxymoronic, that they should find the most freedom and minimal scrutiny outside, but finding a moment that was really a private one was something of a feat in itself, their situations considered. “what do you think?” he stepped back to admire the work they’d done so far, feet crunching in the snow as he made his way closer to her side. “do you think we could find enough out here for a face, or should we risk sneaking back into the kitchen for a carrot?”

@jesstanleys​ sent: ☃️   /   build  a  snowman  with  my  muse.     /     accepting!

#jesstanleys #au verse tbt. #i went a little bit off of what we've been talking about #i didn't wanna get too deep into anything before we could finish chatting so #mostly pride and prejudice here and light on the zombies

[winebleeds]

twilight?

⤑   WHAT CHARACTER WOULD PINEAPPLE PLAY FOR IN A FANDOM? 

hm. bella’s truck; my connection was instant the minute i read the first book in middle school, a foreshadowing of me obtaining my own old truck...

but probably rosalie, if only because i know her & liz share a lot of similarities, so i could adapt rosalie as more of a multifaceted “cold hard bitch” that the original author failed to do.

#jesstanleys #but how much i actually remember of twilight? whatever the rpc tells me. bc y'all write all the characters 10000x better. #only saw the first movie but did read the first four books back in hs. #( v. answered ) #thanks for this! #( v. ooc )

[sereaia]

(  𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍.  ♡  )   //    @jesstanleys​

                          ❝    this    tan    𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏’𝒕    𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆    𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎    𝒂    𝒃𝒐𝒙.   my    mom’s    brazilian!    ❞    the    brunette    promptly    defended    herself    from    the    accusation    she    considered    beyond    an    offence.    ❝    also,    i’m    from    rio.    born    and    raised!    𝒊’𝒗𝒆    𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓    𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅   𝒇𝒂𝒌𝒆    𝒕𝒂𝒏   in    my    entire    life!    ❞            

#jesstanleys #( 01. in character. ) // 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 #way to make friends clara!