#Emmett Cullen: thread ;

[forksres]

“ Suggesting going into a graveyard in the middle of the night is exactly how countless horror movies start. “ FOR EMMETT LOL @0hbella

With a quick tug Emmett’s head pops through the neck of his hoodie, a brow rising as his lips curled to one corner. “ Bells I’m the scariest thing in a graveyard, and I’m on your side so technically that makes you the biggest threat. “ Drawing his shirt down over his chest and around his hips he snatches his keys off the dining table, broad shoulders shrugging as he lightly bumps her. “ Besides, you only live once squirt – why not have a little fun while you still can huh? “ He takes two steps at a time, tall frame breezing past an incoming Jasper and out the front door.

Amber eyes look over his shoulder as he dangles his jeep's keys in front of her, “ Would it make you feel better if you drove? Then you can run over any spooks that you see? “

[dearsgcd]

@soulwaned asked: you just want me to do all the work … it's kinda hot. ( rosalie for emmett )

⸻    “why  do  the  work  when  someone  else  will  do  it?  that's  just  genius  thinking.”

[virtuousley]

@mccnlies sent ↳ ❛ did you just say you're leaving? no you're not. not without me. ❜

one would think that becoming a vampire would erase every instance of humanity left. the media portraying his kind as being mindless beasts only driven by one thing - blood. carlisle had proven that false. the man was holier than a saint. it could be irritating at times, especially whenever emmett felt he needed to meet his leader's expectations. carlisle was certainly akin to a father figure in the way that his expression and the shaking of his head showed clear disappointment. emmett sometimes half expected that he'd be sent to his room. despite not killing in years, there had been times when he couldn't help himself [ ... ] revisiting those memories always ended in disaster. they had become a bit blurrier throughout the years of vampirism, but had not completely faded as human memories would with someone as old as carlisle. maybe they should call him grandpa instead of dad.

emmett, who was usually so chipper & optimistic, would become a shadow of himself during september. it was close to the time that he had first been turned. carlisle had warned emmett, told him not to go back to his family home in his condition - newly turned and thirsty. any type of authority always made the young man laugh as he continues to do what he pleases anyway. he would come to regret not taking carlisle's kind-hearted warning seriously. emmett has a bag thrown over his shoulder and sunglasses perched in his dark curls as he descends the stairs to come upon bella. her words have him smiling softly, a prominent dimple on his right cheek.

❝ oh, yeah bells? all the way to tennessee? i think edward would kill me if i took you on a spontaneous road trip. ❞ his brow furrows as if contemplating having her company or not. ❝ screw it. he can rip off my limbs later! i think i kinda uh, well, uh need someone to be there. it's a family thing - my human family thing. i can explain on the way. rose can't come, because i don't like her seeing the person i become when i'm back home. i mean not my home now, but.. whatever it's complicated. ❞ a moment passing before he shakes his head, curls bouncing. ❝ anyway, kid. are you actually on board with this? ❞

[leth-writes]

Cullens and scary dog privilege

SO this is inspired by a post written by SlasherScreams, one of my favorite writers!

Do they give you scary dog privilege? Cullen edition.

EDWARD

No. Edward has the energy of a sopping wet cat, and he’s viewed as incredibly pretty, almost unnaturally so. People are usually so enthralled by his pathetic energy and dramatic vibes that they completely leave you alone, so it all works out.

ALICE

Actually, yes. She’s so weird it ends up terrifying people, especially when she gives that creepy smile. She knows this and uses it to her advantage to scare off anyone who would hit on you, though creeps do occasionally say something. She just straight up hisses at them, which freaks them out enough to get them to stop. It’s more her liminal energy that affords you the ability to walk down the street without worry.

JASPER

Basically the definition of scary dog privilege when you’re out with him. He’s just got that energy that tells people he’s holding on to his control by a thread, completely willing to snap and fight someone.

EMMETT

Yes. I know that we tend to see Emmett as a total goofball, but he’s actually quite intimidating. He’s 6’5” and all muscle, and he’s got a pretty killer glare. He gives off the energy of a frat boy ready to fight. 

ROSALIE

Yes, but only because she quickly builds a reputation as more than willing to defend you by breaking an arm. She doesn’t hold back, and ends up absolutely crushing someone’s hand, and after that, you’re never bothered again.

ESME & CARLISLE

No, but the disappointed parent glare is killer, so whoever is bothering you ends up

[houseofvolturi]

older than time 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִaro volturi

pairing: aro volturi x cullen!reader

summary: from the moment you first saw his face, trapped in oil and brushstrokes in carlisle’s study, you knew. aro volturi, the immortal king. philosopher, monster, your mate. years later, you’ve come to volterra. not to beg. not to be spared. you’ve come to join him. and aro, patient and cunning, has been waiting for you all this time.

word count: 1,1k

MASTERLIST

It began with a painting.

You weren’t looking for anything. You were only exploring, newly turned, trying to ground yourself in the vast stillness of immortality. Carlisle’s study was always open, always full of warmth, books, and quiet candles.

You wandered in one night, restless. And then you saw it.

A portrait tucked behind a bookcase, half-forgotten. Three men in crimson cloaks — Caius, Marcus, and Aro. But only one held your gaze.

Not because he was the center. Not because his cloak shimmered slightly more than the others.

Because his smile was soft. Knowing. Dangerous.

Because something in your chest shifted.

You couldn’t look away. And you never truly looked back.

You tried to forget it. You told yourself it was nothing. You had a coven. A family. You hunted animals. You pretended to be human.

You laughed with Emmett. Read with Edward. Watched the sun set beside Esme.

But something inside you remained untouched. An ache. A thread pulled tight.

You had never seen Aro in person. And yet, he filled your dreams. A voice without words. A face painted in memory.

Carlisle never spoke ill of him. Only carefully. Cautiously. Reverently, at times. He had once walked beside him. And part of you wondered… had Aro painted himself into Carlisle, too? Had he ever let go?

And so, the decision became inevitable.

You would go to Volterra. Alone.

Not to negotiate. Not to deliver a message.

But to offer yourself.

The journey to Italy felt like floating toward a star you’d never touch. Every step felt guided by something older than instinct. Older than fate.

The guards were waiting when you arrived. They recognized your name immediately. Tension rose in the air like lightning before a storm.

“Carlisle Cullen’s creation,” one of them muttered. “What would she want here?”

You said nothing.

They led you deep beneath the city, past limestone walls and iron gates until the air grew cold and the silence turned heavy.

You didn’t flinch.

The doors to the throne room opened. And you walked through.

He was already standing.

Aro.

Time slowed.

His eyes met yours and the earth seemed to fall away beneath you.

The red of his irises burned like coals. But they weren’t cruel. They were… hungry. Not for blood. For something deeper.

He stepped down from the dais slowly, carefully — as though afraid to startle you.

“You…” he said, barely louder than a whisper. “At last.”

The guards stilled.

Caius’s expression twisted into confusion. Marcus only tilted his head slightly.

But Aro, he never took his eyes off you.

“You’ve come far,” he said, now just a foot away. “For what purpose?”

You didn’t hesitate. “To be with you.”

Something trembled in the room. Not physically — but in the air. In the meaning of what you’d said.

Aro’s gaze sharpened.

“I saw you,” you said softly. “Long ago. In Carlisle’s study. The painting. I felt the pull then, even though I didn’t understand it.”

“And now you do.”

You nodded once. “You’re my mate.”

The word mate fell like thunder.

Aro didn’t move. He only stared. And then, finally, he smiled.

“You always were,” he said. “From the moment your heart first beat.”

He offered his hand — not for power. Not to see your mind.

To touch you.

When your fingers brushed his, it was like exhaling after holding your breath for a century.

The bond ignited immediately. A thread drawn taut between two ancient souls, one just beginning, the other too long alone.

His thumb traced the back of your hand.

“I have waited centuries,” he said, reverently, “but I never thought the end of my waiting would walk into my halls.”

You didn’t reply. There was no need.

You expected pushback from the others. And it came.

Caius questioned your loyalty. Jane watched you like a hawk. And Demetri whispered about what Aro might see in you.

But he said nothing to them. Only kept you close. Introduced you to the archives. Let you sit beside him at court. Taught you the names of the vampire kingdoms you’d never even heard of.

You learned quickly. You fed when needed. You held your head high.

But you remained soft only for him.

One night, in a chamber lined with velvet and parchment, you finally asked him.

“Why didn’t you come for me?”

He turned, startled.

“When I was new,” you said. “When you felt the bond. Why didn’t you take me?”

His expression was unreadable. Then, slowly, it cracked into something more vulnerable.

“Because I knew,” he said, “that if I came too soon… I would not have been able to let you go again. Even if you weren’t ready.”

You stepped toward him. “I was ready the moment I saw your face.”

He smiled sadly. “But you still had to find your way. If I had taken you then, it wouldn’t have been your choice. It would have been mine.”

You looked at him, the oldest vampire alive. The one who could bend empires with a whisper. And yet — he had waited for you.

You kissed him then. A slow, deliberate thing. Not hungry. Not desperate.

A claiming.

And he let himself be claimed.

The next morning, he took you deeper into the castle than ever before. Into a gallery of sealed portraits. Some ancient. Some more recent.

He stopped in front of one. You.

Painted in soft gray tones. Eyes fierce. Lips curved faintly upward.

“I had it commissioned,” he said quietly. “When I first saw you through Carlisle’s mind.”

Your chest tightened. “So you knew.”

“I always knew.”

He turned to face you. “But even then, I wasn’t prepared for the real you. You burn brighter than I imagined. You are not what I expected.”

“And still,” you said, “you want me?”

Aro stepped forward and took your face in his hands.

“No,” he said. “I need you.”

That night, he took you to the rooftop above Volterra.

The city glowed golden beneath you, quiet and ancient.

You leaned against the railing. Aro stood beside you, his cloak fluttering gently in the breeze.

“Do you miss them?” he asked after a while.

“The Cullens?” you asked. “Sometimes. They were kind to me. But I never felt like I belonged.”

“And now?”

You turned toward him. “Now I feel like I’ve stopped pretending.”

He smiled. “You are more than I hoped for.”

You touched his chest, where a heartbeat once lived. “So are you.”

Aro bent down then, and kissed you with the full weight of centuries behind him.

And the flame that lit inside you never dimmed again.

[plussizefantasia]

Ancient Races

Flufftober Day 28: Witches

Emmett Cullen x witch!reader

Word Count: 1.3k

AN: I think I've said this a lot but this is one of my favorites that I've written for Flufftober. Emmett has got to be my favorite himbo and the fact that he's a vampire really only makes it better.

I'm still looking for more requests for when I come back if you have any ideas please let me know. Reblogs and Feedback are always appreciated. See y'all tomorrow.

divider credit @royallaesthetics

Magic has been running through your family’s veins for centuries. Generation after generation of bright young witches who had powers beyond the scope of the rest of humanity. You were taught by your mother, and she hers and so on and so on. When you were five, your father got a job as the deputy sheriff in the small town of Forks Washington. Your mother didn’t argue and so within the month, you were in a new house.

Thinking about it now, you were sure that there had to be some kind of destiny out there, a deity of fate that pulled the strings of existence. There had to be some magnificent tapestry where all the threads of life were woven together just so as to create a beautiful picture. There was no other explanation for how things seemed to work out.

You met Emmet on his first day back at Forks High, this would be his fourth time going to this high school but it had been close to fifty years since he last stepped through their doors. The building looked different but not by much. You were walking into the building, with your arms full of books, looking like the textbook definition of a nerd. Emmett had been walking backward, not really watching where he was going and talking to Edward and Jasper. The two of you had collided. Your books fell to the ground, but you were pulled into his large chest. And thus, the best friendship you had ever had began.

There was only one problem, you couldn’t tell him about anything about your magical abilities. At first, it wasn’t a very big deal you weren’t spending a whole lot of time together and he was easily persuaded into meeting on days when you didn’t have lessons with your mother. As the two of you got closer though, it became more and more difficult to hide. 

When you turned 17, you started having a bit more difficulty controlling your magic. It tended to burst out of you when you were feeling strong emotions, especially anger. You didn’t have a huge temper but it was known to flare occasionally. You got good at lying. And every time you lied to Emmett your heart broke a little bit more. 

It had gotten to the point where you no longer cared about the rules of secrecy or the laws that your kind was bound by. You just wanted him back, you wanted to be yourself with Emmett because if you were being completely honest with yourself, he was no longer just your best friend. You were in love with him, and the thought of losing him because you had to keep hiding things was heartbreaking.

You had no idea that Emmett was feeling the very same way. When he had bumped into you that fateful day three years ago, his eternal existence shifted. You became the center of his world. He craved being near you, having you in his sight, and hearing your heartbeat. Knowing that you were safe and happy became his only goal. He tried so hard to let you take the pace, holding himself back from fully unleashing his feelings on you. But deep down he knew that he wouldn’t be able to last forever. So here he was, begging Carlsie for advice on how to tell you. He didn’t want to enter into a relationship with you that was shadowed by secrets.

If he was going to have you, he would have you being himself, with everything out in the open. 

“Carlisle, I’m telling you. She’s everything to me. I cannot move on without her in my life. She needs to know everything.”

“Son, I know that you think that but-”

“No. Carlisle, she's my mate I know it.”

“Okay. I believe you. If you’re going to tell her you’ll need to make sure that she stays calm. I know that you love her, but humans are unpredictable. We cannot risk getting exposed.”

“I know. She’ll take it well I know she will.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” Carlisle asked. Pulling his adopted son into his arms for a brief but strong hug. Emmett didn’t need any more convincing than that, he hopped in his car and immediately made his way over to your house. 

You were upstairs in your room pacing a hole into your carpet trying to think of ways you could tell the boy you loved that you not only wanted to spend the rest of your life with him but that you were also a witch with emotionally charged powers who was going to live much longer than the average human. Your pacing was interrupted by several loud and fast knocks on your front door. 

You raced down the staircase to see who was at the door and when it swung open you were met with the sight of an extremely flustered Emmett Cullen.

“Em, what are you doing here?” 

“Can I come in?” He asked instead of answering you.

“Of course,” you stepped aside and he pished past you, “What’s going on Em? You’re kind of freaking me out.”

“I have something really important to tell you and I need you to not panic.” 

“Saying that is not going to make me not panic.” You deadpanned. “But I also have something important to tell you so maybe we can take turns?” You suggested. Grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the large couch that took up a majority of the floor in your living room.

“Take turns, yeah.” He muttered to himself. The two of you were sitting close, things touching and staring at each other. Waiting for the other one to make the first move.

“Okay, here goes nothing. I’m, I’m a witch.” Your eyes bounced between your lap where your hands were folded, Emmett’s face to gauge his reaction, and the clock on the wall to count the seconds of silence that ensued.

Finally, “Oh thank god.” Emmett breathed out. 

“What?” You were buffering. What did he say? 

“No, I. That makes sharing my things a whole lot easier.”

“I’m sorry, Emmett how does me telling you that I belong to an ancient race of magic-wielding women make whatever you have to share easier.”

“Because I’m trying to tell you that I’m also a part of an ancient race. Except my race is immortal creatures of the night that feast on human blood.”

You broke into a series of giggles.

“Go figures. The first boy I fall in love with and he’s a vampire.”

“You love me?”

You froze. You definitely did not mean to just blurt that out, let alone in the middle of a self-deprecating moment of sarcasm. 

“Well, if we’re sharing…” You trailed off.

“I love you too.” Emmett’s smile was so wide you were actually convinced that his face would start to split in half. “Is it weird to say that I’m really relieved right now?” He asked

“Depends on why you’re relieved I think.”

“I was convinced that when I told you you’d never want to see me again. But now I know that isn’t going to happen and I’m just so happy.”

“I’m happy too, Em. I was so tired of keeping secrets from you. It hurt when I lied to you and I thought it was just because you were my best friend but it was so much more than that.”

“C��mere” Emmett grabbed you by the waist and hauled you onto his lap. “You were made for me. I’m never going to let you go.” He whispered into the small space between your faces. You pushed forward and gently placed your lips onto his. Pulling away way too soon for either of your liking. You moved your head to rest on his shoulder, your face pressed against his neck.

“We’ll have forever.”

“Forever sounds good to me.” 

You laughed softly once more and pressed a kiss lightly to the skin of his neck. Forever sounded pretty good to you too.

[pengweng-quack]

Bloodbound

Carlisle Cullen x Human!OC

Summary: Place Carlisle in the Edward situation of falling in love with a human, and see what happens

Chapter 5/?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8

Notes:

This is on Ao3 under the same title and username if you'd like to read it there (https://archiveofourown.org/works/54527830)

I was on vacation that's why posting was delayed in both here and Ao3 lol

Leave your thoughts (or don't, your choice) in the comments, I enjoy reading through your thoughts :)

Word Count: 2622 words

General warning: I used some religious references in this story so read with caution if you're not so keen into reading that

TW for this chapter: thoughts about insecurities

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Masterlist

“What do you mean?” Carlisle asked, threading carefully on what will happen next

“You’re not human.” Celine concluded with Carlisle not answering her question immediately “What are you?”

“My love…” Carlisle started, looking at her, but he was met with no kind of adoration in her eyes anymore “Yes, I am not human. But I do not intend on harming you.”

“I know.” Celine said, the glint of calmness was now back in her eyes “I just need to know what you are. For my peace of mind, I guess.”

“You’ll either laugh or get extremely concerned if I tell you what I actually am.” He whispered lowly, ashamed of himself

“A vampire?” Celine asked him again

“How did you know?” Carlisle asked almost immediately. He looked at Celine, realizing that she didn’t actually know and that it was just a rough guess that he confirmed.

“A vampire? In a hospital?” Celine asked her, her eyebrows furrowed at the irony of it. There were so many questions running in her mind

“I-I have to go.” Carlisle answered, standing up and picking up his clothes, quickly wearing his shirt and rushing out of her house to his car

‘She knows’ Carlisle was panicking as he drove off back to their house. Thoughts swirled chaotically in his mind, making it impossible for him to think straight. He hit his steering wheel in anger before driving back home in silence, his grip on the steering wheel painfully tight

“Celine knows.” Edward announced to everyone, carefully reading Carlisle’s thoughts

“What do you mean, ‘she knows’? We were careful with it.” Rosalie asked her

“We were careful, Carlisle probably wasn’t.” Edward continued in conclusion “I tried telling you that this was the same as with me and Bella before, but no one believed me.”

“Will we have to move?” Renesmee asked

“No, no. Carlisle will decide on that.” Bella assured her “Besides, we can’t move yet, you need to finish your high school.”

“Well, with what’s happening, we might have to.” Rosalie said, sitting down on one of their couches

“I’m sure Carlisle will have an explanation.” Esme said, trying to calm everyone down. She was just as nervous; would they really just leave Celine like that?

“She figured it out on her own.” Edward said, reading into her mind “She’s not mad. Actually, she’s driving to our place now, at an incredibly dangerous but legal speed. Celine wants to chat with Carlisle.”

“Carlisle left her?” Emmett asked “Weren’t they just having sex earlier?”

“Emmett!” Edward yelled, covering Renesmee’s ears as she laughs at their antics

“My question still stands. Weren’t they just doing something earlier?” Emmett said, chuckling as Renesmee lightly slaps Edward’s hand off her, wanting to listen to what was happening

“Yeah, she’s kind of annoyed about that. But she’s more annoyed that Carlisle just ran away.” Edward said, still reading into Celine’s mind

“Couldn’t even wait until she fell asleep.” Rosalie said, playfully rolling her eyes

“So, you’re warming up to her now?” Jasper asked, teasing her lightly

“I mean, you heard Alice.” Rosalie shrugged “One way or another, she’s gonna be a vampire. We only prevented that rogue vampire from doing it early on.”

“You just want her to not jump first into being one of us?” Bella asked her, knowing and understanding what Rosalie now meant when she was still human

“She’s smart, she would think of the consequences first.” Esme said, already having heard stories about Celine from Carlisle “Besides, Carlisle won’t push her into that.”

“Carlisle is—

“I fucked up.” Carlisle announced, rushing in the house. All of them yelled and closed their eyes, having just seen him in his boxers

“Carlisle, go wear something!” Esme scolded, getting Carlisle to rush up to his room and get dressed into something more casual

“He technically told Celine that we’re vampires.” Edward told everyone as he rushes down the stairs

“Did you even see her reaction?” Jasper asked, Carlisle only shook his head no

“Well now you will, because she’s outside the house.” Jasper said, opening the main door of their house, seeing Celine

“You didn’t tell me that your house was very cold.” Celine said as a greeting to everyone, shivering from the coldness

“Come, let’s talk in my office. Then I’ll introduce you to my family.” Carlisle said, walking to her and taking her hand, leading her to his office

“What now?” Celine asks, rubbing her hands together in an attempt to warm her down. Carlisle immediately grabbed the hanged coat in his office and placed it on her shoulder. The sight of her in his clothes warming him up a bit

“I don’t know.” Carlisle muttered lowly “What do you want now?”

“Well,” Celine said, sitting on the table of his office “I’m not scared that you’re a vampire, if you’re worried about that. And I don’t plan to make that this week’s hospital gossip too, if you’re somehow more worried about that.”

“Thank heavens.” Carlisle let out a big sigh

“Why?” Celine asked him “Is it like a vampire law to not let any non-vampires know about your existence?”

“Kind of, it’s tough to explain.” Carlisle answered, moving closer to her. He knows that he won’t do much help with her being cold, he just wanted to be near her

The silence between the two was comforting but nerve-wracking. Carlisle couldn’t figure out what was going on Celine’s mind 

‘Probably filled with calling me a monster’ a part of his mind said to him

“I think you owe me the truth.” Celine whispered softly, looking at him with a smile “The whole truth, no more of that weird ex-girlfriend stuff. Because you and I both know that that was a very shit lie.”

“Where do you want to start then?” Carlisle asked, walking and grabbing some chairs for her to sit on

“How old are you?” Celine immediately asked, sitting down on the chair that he offered to her

“You have to be a bit more specific than that, my love.” Carlisle chuckled softly, joining her in sitting down

“All of your ages then.” She told him. Her eyes had this twinkle of curiosity, wanting to know more about him

“Well, I was 23 or so when I was turned into a vampire.” He answered, as Celine furrowed her eyebrows, he took it as a sign to continue “It was the 1600’s, we didn’t have a really good date tracking date by then.”

“You’re roughly 300 years old.” Celine said, a shock on her face

“382 to be exact.” Carlisle revealed, getting him to shy away. 

‘Now it looks creepy’ he thought to himself, watching her reactions

“Wow, never thought I’d date that old.” Celine teased him, getting him to let out a sigh of relief

“To be fair, you are already four years older than me in a sense.” He tried to tease her, letting out a small laugh

“I’m four years older than you and 350 years younger than you at the same time. I wish I could say that the math isn’t mathing but it is.” She said, a smile resting on her face.

And Carlisle could only wish that he could freeze the moment between them, take a picture of them and engrave it in his mind, a memory that would remind him of their short-term happiness.

Because who would choose an eternity of being stuck the way you are?

“Esme is 127, Edward and Alice are 121, Rosalie and Emmett are 107, and Jasper is 178 but he’s the last to join us alongside Alice, minus Bella.” Carlisle continued introducing his family

“Bella? As in Bella Swan? As in the chief’s daughter?” Celine asked as ne nodded in response

“She’s with Edward, she’s 35.” Carlisle continued “And the youngest, Renesmee, she’s 16. Edward and Bella’s daughter.”

“So, humans and vampires can procreate too?” Celine asked lowly

“Yeah, but if you think that I’m only pursuing you for that, then you’ve got it all wrong.” He immediately assured her

“Then why pursue me?” Celine asked, looking at him, her eyes begging him for an answer

As Carlisle gazed at Celine, a profound sense of sorrow washed over him. The weight of her pain and self-doubt bore heavily upon his heart, stirring a deep well of empathy within him. He longed to ease her burden, to carry her suffering as his own. Carlisle realized that she always doubted herself underneath the confident aura, thinking that she was worth nothing if she couldn't bear a child.

“Because my heart belongs to you. I belong to you.” Carlisle answered as he stood up, his hands cupping her cheeks and leaving a peck on her forehead

Celine wiped the tears threatening off her face. Never has she felt so loved until now, until with Carlisle. He hugged her, thinking that the tears coming out of her were tears of sadness, of disappointment with herself.

“You’re so kind to me.” Celine mumbled, wrapping her arms around him

They stayed in that moment. Celine has never thought to feel this way so easily about a man, it’s like she was drawn to him. It was as though the universe had conspired to craft their love story, aligning the stars to guide them together.

He was made for her.

“Are you two good now?” A brown-haired woman asked, checking in the office. She was jaw-droppingly gorgeous, getting Celine to subtly feel inferior to her

‘Why did Carlisle not end up with her?’ She questioned to herself

“We are, Esme. Just needed to collect ourselves.” Carlisle answered to her, wiping off the tear stains before leaving small kisses on the apples of her cheek 

“Good, your kids are dying to meet her.” Esme said, a smile on her face.

She was gorgeous, her brown hair rested nicely on her shoulders, her eyes held the same golden shade that Carlisle had. Esme had this maternal aura around her, subtly informing Celine that the Cullens is in no need of a mother figure to fill in

‘Then what am I here for then?’ Celine questioned to herself, stopping her face from forming a frown

“Well, since you’re here.” Carlisle said, motioning Celine to come closer to him “My love, this is Esme. My sister.”

“Hi, I’m Celine!” Celine greeted her with a smile and a small wave. Carlisle instinctively placed his arms around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him. Esme immediately liked her energy.

Celine was a fresh breath on a warm day, the one that feels like you’re being lifted by the wind itself.

“We’ve heard a lot about you.” Esme said, opening the door a bit wider for them to go out of “Come, I’m sure the kids would love to meet you.”

“Rosalie is kind of…iffy with you right now. But she’ll come around.” Carlisle warned as they walked out the room. There were seven looking adults, all looking and watching them as they come down the stairs

“Everyone,” Carlisle said as they get down the last step of the stairs “This is Celine.”

“Hi!” A girl with a pixie cut greeted. Celine couldn’t help but notice how she was towered by everyone else in the room “I’m Alice! I’ve seen this happen.”

“Alice, don’t—

“Oh, it’s alright.” Celine assured to the guy with brown hair, a face that was vaguely familiar to her “After finding out that vampires are real, what more is there to limit the imagination?”

“I’m Bella.” Bella introduced herself “Though I know you already know that, seeing as I remember seeing you grow up.”

‘At least there’s a familiar face’ she thought, letting out a small sigh of relief

“You make it weird saying it like that.” Another guy with brown hair teased Bella. He was really buff, getting Celine to be intimidated “Emmett by the way. This is my wife, Rosalie.”

The woman that Emmett pointed at, Rosalie, only looked at her. A face that Celine can’t seem to figure out what it was saying to her. Rosalie was drop dead gorgeous, any insecurity that she felt earlier to Esme was now tripled in Rosalie’s presence. Her gold hair, which was tied up in a ponytail right now, shone golden.

‘I don’t belong here’ her mind cruelly told her

“Babe, don’t do this now, please?” Emmett said to his wife, rubbing her shoulders to try and calm her down

“It’s fine. Must be unusual having a human be over casually.” Celine assured them again.

‘Who am I to complain about their behavior?’ she thought to herself

“I’m Edward, Bella’s husband.” Edward, the guy that tried to stop Alice earlier, introduced himself “And this is our daughter Renesmee.”

Renesmee waved her hand at Celine cheerfully. Whatever kind of nervousness she got from Rosalie was relieved with Renesmee. She was a walking sunshine.

“I’m Jasper.” A blond guy, Jasper, said with a small wave. He shared the same hair color as Rosalie did, though his was just above his collar “Pleasure to finally meet you.”

“Pleasure to meet you too.” Celine said to everyone

Celine felt awkward with everyone’s eyes on her, getting a feeling that she wouldn’t fit in their perfectly made illusion of a family. It was making Celine feel pity for herself.

“Carlisle, have you told her?” Edward asked quietly

“Tell me what?” She asked instead of Carlisle

“My kids…” Carlisle started slowly “Some of them have special gifts. Edward can telepathically read minds, Alice can see into the future, Jasper can control emotions, Bella can block Edward’s telepathy and basically anything that is of the using of mind, and Renesmee can transmit thoughts to others.”

“So—

“I didn’t intend to, but it was practically just yelling.” Edward confirmed her suspicion, getting Celine to push her lips in a thin line and just nod in response

“I do not plan into turning you into a vampire—

“Thank you.” Celine said, looking at Carlisle “I’d love to do some thinking first before making a final decision.”

“What?” Bella asked, her eyes widened at Celine

“It won’t be an easy transition for me.” Celine answered, looking at Bella “It may have worked out for you, but it wouldn’t immediately work out for me.”

“I would understand if you also would want to go back to how we were.” She continued, now turning her attention to Carlisle “Seeing as I’m technically rejecting you now.”

“Oh no, I don’t see that as a rejection.” Carlisle said, shaking his head no to her “Even if for a short while, I would love to be given a chance to pursue you. To make you feel loved and appreciated.”

‘It will be more than enough for me to carry for eternity’ Carlisle wanted to add. He looked at Edward and slightly shook his head no, asking him to not say what his thoughts wanted to

“Are you sure?” Celine asked him again

“Of course.” Carlisle answered almost immediately, a comforting smile on his face

“Then, I think a second date should be in the talks soon.” Celine said, kissing Carlisle’s cheek before walking to the front door

“It’s been an honor to meet you all.” She said, looking around the family that was watching her “I would assume that it won’t be the last time we’ll see each other.”

Celine walked out and closed the door behind her. The family was listening intently for her car to leave before even thinking of saying their thoughts out loud

“…I think that went well.” Esme said, her hand clasped together and her lips pushed in a thin line “It didn’t, that was shit.” Rosalie said, shaking her head no at Esme “At least she wasn’t jumping headfirst into being a vampire.”

[dreammakcr]

He let her speak without interruption, knowing that sometimes his wife just needed something to pour her energy into. Having hobbies when you lived as long as they had could be difficult at times, aside from all the other things she struggled with, and if this was what made her happy then he would support her 100 percent. "Yeah, well, he isn't exactly the brightest is he?" He questioned, the corners of his lips twitching as he fought a smirk. His head turned to kiss the top of her head as she leaned against him. Settling himself in the grass, his strong arm wrapped around her waist and held her close. "Nothing much, really. Helped Esme make some changes in the living room — something about needing a change of decor," he shrugged. "Then Edward walked around brooding for a while, you know how he gets."

a small smile touched the corners of her mouth as her husband knelt beside her and began to work, her shoulder purposefully brushing against his own in greeting as she continued plucking until the soil was perfect in her spot. "That man child at Newton's had no idea what he was talking about last summer, that soil was nowhere near enough nutrition as this one. Maybe these ones could have had a stronger start if we started with the right soil." She fussed, finger lightly brushing over the tiny petals that were forming. looking over at him, she leaned against his form, temple resting against his shoulder. "I'm blathering. Tell me what you've been up to today." she murmured, eyes closing for a moment to keep focused on listening.

[wvsteria]

so this is is my starter/plotting call. obvs gonna be mostly dropping everything from pre event so trying to wrap up whatever plots need to be done now or at least hc them out in dms. anything post event will be transitioning from this event so most threads are just getting dropped.

if you'd like to plot in general give this a like if you want starters please only three per mun and three per muse. you must provide muse name or it will not be added to the list and if you go over i'll only grab the first three so please pay attention to what's being requested. i'm welcome to out of fandom plots so pls request if you want, however i may dm for plotting!

this call is separated into who is completely still unaware, people who went from their canon lives to medieval times, and people who know that dc flipped to medieval times randomly. as always i'm up for chaos plots as normal, though i mostly would like to explore this fantasy era with most muses in tact by the end.

people completely unaware, thinks modern medieval is their home

aro volturi | twilight | 3500+/40 | he/they | occupation: vampire/noble

plots: knights that guard him, other members of his court, other royals, an arranged marriage (he's already married so this wouldn't be an endgame plot), since it's fantasy world he's aware he's a vampire, so people he feeds on and people who may know his secret

(2/3) starters: kim possible (spy, anna), sulpicia (maig)

claire hargreeves | the umbrella academy | 20 | she/they | baker

plots: other people that bake with her, regulars at her shop, other merchants

(2/3) starters: klaus hargreeves (britt), martha hatter (baker, risa)

dain aetos | fourth wing | 22 | he/they | knight

plots: other knights, nobles that he guards, some friends.

(2/3) starters: achilles (sunny), lucy (noble, maria)

juniper andromeda | crescent city | 26 | she/they | dancer

plots: idk what this world's version of it is, but she still is a performer for entertainment, people that attend her shows, other artists.

(3/3) starters: alice (artist, anna), jisoo (musician, maria), lee harker (bard, kirie)

lan sizhui | the untamed | 20 | he/they | tax collector

plots: he's a good responsible boi in every setting so sorry but he needs ur money it's for the government, he follows rules for the most part here but like also tries to help people out where he can, other families he's known forever

(2/3) starters: tahiri (tax collector, dee), felicia hardy (jeweler, maria)

princess nehemia ytger | throne of glass | 24 | she/they | noble

plots: knights that guard her, other members of her court, other royals, an arranged marriage (could be midgame or endgame based on chem)

(2/3) starters: aelin galathynius (noble, mario), hunt athalar (cheshire)

paige matthews | charmed | 27 | she/her | whitelighter/witch/innkeeper

plots: people that stay at her inn, other inn owners for her to have friendly competition, employees at her inn, she likes to open the inn for anyone in need so even if you can't pay she'll let you stay, i'm letting her know about her powers in this fantasy setting so a charge she has to watch over as a 'guardian angel' so to speak, someone sus of her powers of course bcs she's a witch

(3/3) starters: sophie sheridan (innkeeper, atlas), hongjo (guest, maria), madoka kaname (sunny)

rosalie hale | twilight | 100+ | she/her | vampire/midwife

plots: people she's helped give birth, other physicians she can work alongside, families she helps afterwards with the babies, she does a lot idk, also bcs of fantasy world she knows she's a vampire but she keeps it hidden and only feeds on animals

(3/3) starters: aequa (june), emmett cullen (mario), alice cullen (swan)

sidney prescott | scream | 20 | she/her | thespian

plots: other actors in their shows, people that attend her shows, other artists.

(2/3) starters: alison (thespian, maria), randy meeks (jodie)

soren palpatine | star wars | 28 | he/they | plague doctor

plots: people who've been sick or get sick that he takes care of, other doctor's physicians

(2/3) starters: sella palpatine (maig), alice hart (z)

will solace | percy | 20 | he/they | plague doctor

plots: people who've been sick or get sick that he takes care of, other doctor's physicians, someone that notices his power of healing, possible witchcraft accusation

(2/3) starters: nico di angelo (sunny), astrid (knight, cassie)

people who don't notice the dc change

brinna javik | star wars | 23 | they/she | monster hunter

plots: other monster hunters, people who are protectors of the monsters, friends

(3/3) starters: kriya dura (kasey), zhao yunlan (ollie), mu qing (monster hunting, june)

cassandra dimitrescu | resident evil 8 | 23 | she/her | harlot

plots: other harlots pls for friends, other morally gray/bad peeps, people they can lure in for a meal pls and thanks, some other supernaturals

(2/3) starters: erica (harlots, dee), bash de poitiers (druid, sammy)

clarisse la rue | percy jackson | 26 | she/they | bailiff

plots: people she's put in jail, criminals she goes after, other ppl in the security line of work

(2/3) starters: azula (jodie), rosamund (pickpocket, cassie)

dominic toretto | fast & furious | 45 | he/him | carpenter/thief

plots: people he's done work for, rich people he can steal from, prob a 'wet nurse' or babysitter for the son (10 y/o), other labor workers

(2/3) starters: satine kryze (alex), jo laughlin (sammy)

jacen solo | star wars | 27 | he/him | noble/knight

plots: other knights, nobles that he guards, some friends, members of the family organa court since he's technically a noble

(2/3) starters: allana solo (kasey), tenel ka djo (mario)

jackson kenner | the originals | 30 | he/they | stableman

plots: other farmers/stablemen, people that come by to ride the horses

(2/3) starters: sion palpatine (alex), jester (innkeeper, cassie)

josette saltzman | legacies | 18 | she/they | herbalist

plots: other merchants or pharmacist like people, other witches she does magic with in hiding, people suspicious of her power, customer's that she's healed

(3/3) starters: lizzie saltzman (dee), ithan holstrom (cheshire), caroline forbes (swan)

kiara carrera | outer banks | 22 | she/her | merchant - sells fisherman items

plots: other merchants, fisherman or people that buy her items, other troublemakers in the town

(2/3) starters: chiaki nanami (messenger, anna), luca pagro (fisherman, britt)

manon benoit | the originals | 20 | she/they | bard

plots: she's new here but she's decided she will be singing and writing songs, catch her at your local tavern, pls tip her nicely, someone who helps her find a place to stay/roommate, other artists

(2/3) starters: lilo pelekai (barmaid, anna), bella swan (artist, kirie)

mason bishop | the vampire diaries | 20 | he/they | witch/mason

plots: other laborers, people he's helped build houses or things for, buddy is also a witch and is trying to avoid being caught and killed so some ppl who are sus of him

(2/3) starters: lizzie saltzman (dee), will graham (carpenter, kirie)

mouse honrada | pretty little liars: original sin | 18 | she/they | messenger

plots: people she delivers to daily, friends she's made along her route, she travels a lot, people her age to have fun with

(1/3) starters: aria montgomery (messenger, dee)

myri tiure | star wars | 25 | she/they | still a crime boss' daughter

plots: other thieves and morally bad people to mess around with

(2/3) starters: jabba hutt (dee), rotta (z)

natasha romanoff | marvel | 36 | she/her | mercenary

plots: nat uses her abilities for good so though she's a mercenary she's picky about what jobs she pulls, people in the similar line of work

(2/3) starters: yelena belova ( swan), bucky barnes (mario)

nathalie | crescent city | 24 | she/they | bailiff

plots: people she's put in jail, criminals she goes after, other ppl in the security line of work

(2/3) starters:stiles stilinkski (sheriff, risa), zed necrodopolis (britt)

queen padmé amidala | star wars | 27 | she/her | noble

plots: knights that guard her even though she doesn't want to be guarded, other members of her court, other royals

(3/3) starters: anakin skywalker (jodie), lola fleming narcisse (lady in waiting, sammy), mary stuart (swan)

princess samara palpatine | star wars | 24 | she/they | noble

plots: knights that guard her even though she doesn't want to be guarded, other members of her court, other royals that probably think she's crazy because they don't act like a royal fr, other derelicts she can cause trouble with

(2/3) starters: bean (nobles, anna), kaya dura (knight, maig)

sgaeyl | fourth wing | 30 | they/she | dragon tamer

plots: first off, they're pissed they arrived here and they aren't a dragon when there are clearly dragons around, instead they'll just be working closely with them to help them escape the monster hunters or smth, other supernaturals they find out about and keep their secret from the townsfolk

(2/3) starters: andarna (l), dean winchester (britt)

syala eren | star wars | 35 | she/they | tavern owner

plots: people that attend her tavern, all are welcome here especially supernaturals just try not to make a ruckus and alert the ppl

(2/3) starters: hayley marshall (l), zoro (sunny)

tara carpenter | scream | 19 | she/her | waitress

plots: any regulars at the shop she waits at, other worker friends

(2/3) starters: amber freeman (waitress, risa), deena johnson (sunny)

people who notice dc change

kol mikaelson | vampire diaries/the originals | 1000+ | he/they | noble

plots: other nobles he can freak out, members of the mikaelson court, people he keeps around so he can snack on, other supernatural friends

(3/3) starters: hope mikaelson (swan), chelsea (supernatural, cap), klaus mikaelson (mario)

mia winters | resident evil 8 | 36 | she/they | housewife

plots: neighbors, friends that she supposedly made this whole time, people she can freak out to about the time change

(2/3) starters: eveline (kaesy), rose winters (maig)

spencer hastings | pretty little liars | 26 | she/they | diplomat

plots: other nobles and people that they speak with to bring together different lands, neighbors, friends that she supposedly made this whole time, people she can freak out to about the time change

(3/3) starters: prince henry (knight, britt), hanna marin (swan), astrid (cap)

[forksres]

❛ then we fight. together. ❜ for emmett @survivcrsgvilt

He can feel the corner of his lips quirk, the dread settling on his face melting just an inch as his black eyes shift to peer at Elena. A heart unlike any other, she was beyond his imagination at times – a free and thriving spirit that didn't fit any mold just exactly. There was a limitless capacity in her, a consuming heart that so easily drew him in and pulled him under. He’d never intended to drag her into this world – to reveal what lurked just behind the comforting curtain of ignorance, and if she were to know he was sure that it would be Alice that would bring her in. How wrong had he been? How much had Alice seen to know when to push them together, to know that he’d stand side by side with this girl through anything. It's terrifying – a quick paced course that they’d rolled down without a brake, and now looking at her he can't begin to think of a day where he can't look into her eyes. 

She’s brave. It's ingrained in her, laced in her veins along with her love and how tightly he can feel it cinch around his wrist as he casts a look to his family. This fight – this ushering of a war for love, he’d agreed to fight in without a second thought. He could simply glance at Edward to see the love he had for Bella written in his face. There wasn't a second thought in his mind; he would stand by them. Feeling Elena’s hand on his own anchors him to the very spot he stands in, gaze returning to hers with a nod. It's his brother's war, but he’d soon come to understand just exactly what he had decided to fight for. Looking at Elena, it was clear as ever – a heart is worth fighting for.

“ Together. “ His voice is low as his hand comes to grab hers and squeeze gently, lips forming a soft smile.

[lamentful]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞,

𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢?

¹ carrd, ² board, ³ headcanons, ⁴ prompts, ⁵ promo.

𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐅𝐔𝐋, an independent & private multimuse ft original and canon characters from various media. heavy subjects will appear frequently, proceed with caution. by kiki, twenty8+, she + her. activity sporadic to low. @faeful ♡

blogroll › @klaeus, @elenva, @bludfell, @mermakes.

muse spotlight. cassie, eris, mi-cha, rafayel, river.

before interacting.

do not interact if you're under 18, 21+ preferred.

basic etiquette and human decency please: no weird or gross behaviors, and be respectful.

while typical triggering topics will appear (blood, violence, death, etc), keep taboo subjects away from me. (r.ape/non-con, p.edophilia, i.ncest, etc.)

banned: recast klaus (exception will be made for multis that have a tag i can block). i will write with an i.an somerhalder fc, but it must be iconless.

mutuals are welcome to tag me in anything ever, send in countless memes whenever, message me at any time and request my d.iscord. basically if we're mutuals, "bug" me whenever and however you want 🤍

my formatting is simple, and i'm fine with icons, iconless, gif icons or gifs. answered asks can always be treated as a starter, feel free to rb them or start a new post to create a thread!

accessibility: lmk at any time if you need me to adjust anything for your comfort, it won't bother me at all. on my end, it would be super helpful if you don't use all caps or courier new font with me.

shipping and dynamics of all kinds are my lifeblood, so lmk at any time if you're interested in shipping with me.

my original characters are the main focus here, with all canons being request only guest muses. please do not try to interact with only my male muses.

originals.

alessandro de luca, vampire, taylor zakhar perez, primary.

amarande floresca, pureblood vampire, gemma arterton, primary.

aspasia, the dark urge / seldarine drow bard, tbd, primary.

blair everhart, mafia boss, megan fox, primary.

briar kesta, reincarnation of aphrodite, minka kelly, primary.

cassiopeia claremont, reincarnation of the goddess of the stars, margot robbie, primary.

eris floresca, pureblood vampire, crystal reed, primary.

fern gozal, serial killer of abusive men, jihane almira chedid, secondary.

luminita, gifted vampire, demet özdemir, tertiary.

magdalena primrose, mortician / exorcist, alexandra daddario, primary.

mi-cha yeong, storm chaser, kim ji-won, secondary.

mikhail floresca, pureblood vampire, douglas booth, secondary.

nareh, ancient forest witch / shapeshifter, angela sarafyan, primary.

opal undergrove, witch, yaya dacosta, secondary.

rafayel leland, assassin, woo do-hwan, priority.

river mihal, werewolf, alina kovalenko, priority.

sila prakenskii, mobster, tor thanapob, primary.

varina leucothea, siren princess, bruna marquezine, primary.

canons. all canons are request only, but some canons will be louder than others in general.

connor, dbh, bryan dechart, test.

damon salvatore, tvdu, giancarlo commare, secondary.

edward cullen, twilight, robert pattinson, secondary.

emmett cullen, twilight, michael evans behling, primary.

esme cullen, twilight, tahirah sharif, secondary.

isabella swan, twilight, antonia gentry, primary.

jack ryan, bioshock, jensen ackles, test.

lara croft, tomb raider, yaya sperbund, primary.

sam winchester, supernatural, jared padalecki, primary.

shadowheart, bg3, tbd, test.

silas, tvdu, paul wesley, request / testing.

sylus, love and deepspace, tbd, secondary.

stefan salvatore, tvdu, paul wesley, secondary.

[dreammakcr]

"Disown her favorite kids? Doubtful," he responded with a laugh of his own. It was no use pretending to Alice that he hadn't been the one to knock the damn thing over. She probably saw it was going to happen beforehand anyway. Not to mention that she was kind of his partner in crime with things like this. "Besides, think of how boring this family would be without us. Jasper would miss you too much, Edward would do his usual sulking, and no one would stop Rose from fighting with Edward. Really, we keep the family together," he beamed. "...We should clean it up though, right?"

alice laughs a little too loudly, and it almost like emmett's comment is the funniest thing she's ever heard. it could be, because she knows as well as he does that he had been the one to break esme's vase by horsing around. it was classic emmett, but they loved him for it. she couldn't blame him, though—she'd broken her fair share of things, too. "seriously, if we keep breaking esme's things like this, she's going to disown us."

[viktere]

⸤ 🩸 ⸣ ⸻ 𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔, an independent and private multimuse. ft canon and original characters from different medias, with a focus on original characters. dark themes will appear, proceed with caution. by kiki, she + her, twenty8+. activity is permanently sporadic to low.

carrd, atlas, prompts, board. blogroll, @klaeus, @elenaes, @raqeful. sideblogs, @sunaed. muse spotlight, river, eris, nimue, cassie, varina.

before interacting.

i am mutuals only, please respect that. do not interact if you're under 18, 21+ preferred.

basic etiquette and human decency please: no weird or gross behaviors, and be respectful.

while triggering topics will appear and be tagged, keep taboo subjects away from me. (r.ape/non-con, p.edophilia, i.ncest, etc.)

banned: i.an somerhalder and a recast klaus. exceptions can be made for multis that have a tag for them i can block.

mutuals are welcome to tag me in anything ever, send in countless memes whenever, message me at any time and request my d.iscord. basically if we're mutuals, "bug" me whenever and however you want 🤍

my formatting is simple, and i'm fine with icons, iconless, gif icons or gifs. answered asks can always be treated as a starter, feel free to rb them or start a new post to create a thread!

accessibility: lmk at any time if you need me to adjust anything for your comfort, it won't bother me at all. on my end, it would be super helpful if you don't use tiny icons or courier new font with me.

shipping and dynamics of all kinds are my lifeblood, so lmk at any time if you're interested in shipping with me.

there will be a heavy focus on my original characters, with canons taking a backseat by default. please do not try to interact with only my male muses.

originals.

amarande floresca, pureblood vampire, gemma arterton, primary.

aspasia, the dark urge / seldarine drow druid, tbd, primary.

aspyn verona, hunter, denise richards, secondary.

aurora provenza, black market doctor, danielle rose russell, moved to @shemad.

booker darcy, hunter / half demon, chris evans, primary.

briar kesta, reincarnation of aphrodite, danielle campbell, primary.

callan wisteria, private investigator, dylan o'brien, primary.

cassiopeia claremont, reincarnation of the goddess of the stars, claire holt, primary.

christian byrne, hunter, ethan peck, primary.

eris floresca, pureblood vampire, crystal reed, primary.

fern roque, serial killer of abusive men, bruna marquezine, secondary.

julieta cardenas, ghost hunter / streamer, lizeth selene, secondary.

luminita, gifted vampire, demet özdemir, secondary.

magdalena primrose, mortician / exorcist, alexandra daddario, primary.

mi-cha yeong, storm chaser, kim ji-won, test / wip.

mikhail floresca, pureblood vampire, douglas booth, primary.

naizak, archangel oc, kim jae-wook, tertiary.

nimue, ancient forest witch / shapeshifter, megan fox, primary.

opal undergrove, witch, yaya dacosta, secondary.

rhysand eoin ó cuilinn, vampire, chace crawford, primary.

river mihal, werewolf, alina kovalenko, secondary.

severina, white eyed demon oc, adria arjona, secondary.

sila prakenskii, mobster, tor thanapob, moved to @raqeful.

varina leucothea, siren princess, dakota johnson, primary.

canons.

caius, twilight, regé-jean page, secondary.

connor, dbh, bryan dechart, test.

damon salvatore, tvdu, giancarlo commare, secondary.

edward cullen, twilight, robert pattinson, secondary.

emmett cullen, twilight, michael evans behling, primary.

esme cullen, twilight, carla gugino, secondary.

isabella swan, twilight, antonia gentry, primary.

jack ryan, bioshock, jensen ackles, test.

lara croft, tomb raider, yaya sperbund, primary.

sam winchester, supernatural, jared padalecki, primary.

stefan salvatore, tvdu, paul wesley, secondary.

subject delta, bioshock 2, mads mikkelsen, test.

[twilightbl]

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┃Prologue / Edward POV┃

Immortality is not what humans imagine.

There's no glory in it. No silver crown. No sacred purpose etched into flesh. Only time, endless, corroding time, and the slow, relentless erosion of whatever humanity I once had.

I'm not alive. Not really. Not in any way that matters. My body moves, yes. Walks, breathes, speaks. But none of that makes me living. My heart lies silent in my chest. My veins are cold. My soul, if I ever had one, feels like a distant echo, lost in a place I can never return to.

My name is Edward Cullen.

Or at least, that's the name I wear now. I've borne it for over a century. I was born Edward Anthony Masen in 1901. I died in 1918, at the age of seventeen. That's when the world I knew ended, and something else began.

I was reborn into something... other.

A vampire.

Not the kind you find in gothic novels or fairytales. Not velvet-cloaked romantics or ghoulish figures sealed away in coffins. The sun doesn't burn me. Though perhaps it would be easier if it did. My skin, hard as marble, glitters under the light like it's dusted in frost. Not beauty, no. A grotesque parody of it. A perfect disguise for a creature that should not exist.

I sparkle.

Our kind were designed to seduce. To disarm. We are predators dressed as lovers. And the world never sees the difference, until it's too late.

I survive on blood. Not human blood. I've learned to control myself. Discipline. A diet of animals, lions, bears, elk. They sustain my body. They quiet the hunger. But never fully. The thirst is always there. Just behind my teeth. Just beneath the surface.

I live with a family, though "family" is a fragile word. We're bound not by blood, but by the thirst for it and the shared weight of our damnation.

Carlisle is our father in all but name. A doctor, a philosopher, a man of faith without faith. The most compassionate of monsters. He's spent centuries mending human lives with hands that never shake, though his soul is nothing but scar tissue. He saved me when Spanish influenza tore through my lungs. A bite that cost me my soul. He calls it redemption. I'm still deciding what to call it.

Esme, his wife, is warmth and perseverance. A tenderness that shouldn't have survived the grave. She lost her child in life, and ever since, she's loved us like something fierce and sacred. She holds us together with invisible threads. I don't know what she saw in me. But she loves me as if I deserve it.

Emmett, my brother, is laughter and muscle. A giant soul in an even bigger body. He speaks without filters, acts without hesitation, but his heart, if hearts like ours still beat, is unbreakable. Mauled by a bear in Tennessee, Rosalie carried him across mountains to Carlisle. He's seen eternity as an adventure ever since.

Rosalie, his wife, is marble carved from ice. Beautiful to the point of cruelty. Strong to the edge of resentment. She never wanted this life. And she's never forgiven Carlisle. Or Emmett. Or me. Sometimes I think she hasn't forgiven herself. She wears her rage like jewelry, elegant, deliberate. She did not choose this eternity. She drags it behind her like a poisoned crown.

Alice is storm and laughter, movement incarnate. She always arrives exactly where she's needed, though never by accident. Her gift lets her see the future, and she treats it like a game, a kaleidoscope of shifting paths. She doesn't remember her human life, and doesn't seem to care. Whatever she lost, she's filled with us. She's light. And vertigo.

Jasper, her mate, is war wrapped in silk. Born for battle, shaped by blood. A former general in the vampire wars of the South, he can sense and alter emotions, even as his own devour him. Every day is a battle. Human blood tempts him more than any of us. But he loves Alice. He follows her like a drowning man follows a light.

And then there's me.

The mind-reader.

Yes. Another curse. Another fracture in a soul already broken. I hear thoughts, every fleeting whisper, every private agony. I live in a constant storm of voices, desires, lies. There is no privacy for those near me. Not unless I force myself to look away. And even then, the echoes remain, like afterimages of flame.

I tell myself I use this gift for good, to protect, to guide. But more often, it isolates me. I know too much. I see people as they are, not as they pretend to be. And it wears on me.

There are worse things, I suppose. Carlisle believes in redemption. Believes that what we are can be tempered by what we choose to be. I've tried to follow him. I've tried harder than any of them. To live without killing. To cling to some thread of morality that keeps the monster in check.

But it's not easy.

The thirst is always there. A dull, constant burn in my throat. A reminder that hunger is my nature. That I was made to devour.

Humans are fragile. Their warmth, their scent, their pulse, everything about them calls to me. I crave them like fire. Knowing it will burn. Knowing it always burns. And still, I resist. Always, I resist.

It's not heroism. It's guilt. Shame.

We live in shadows. We move every few years. We pretend to be something we're not. High school students. A wealthy, reclusive family with no real friends. People look at us and know something's wrong. They just can't explain why.

I've grown used to the charade. The dull repetition of reliving the same four years in new towns, with new names, surrounded by strangers I'll never bother to learn. They don't matter. None of them ever matter. I already know them before they speak.

So I keep my distance. I watch. I judge. I hide.

Existence is mechanical, a loop of endless sameness. For someone like me, cursed with eternity, Forks is as good a place as any to disappear. Cold, rainy, remote. The sun is nearly absent. It's discreet. Safe.

Or at least, it used to be.

For years, nothing changed. No one truly noticed us. No heartbeat was loud enough to disrupt the dead rhythm of our lives.

Until he arrived.

I didn't notice him at first. Just another student. Another temporary face. But there was something... something off. A dissonant note in a familiar melody.

A presence like static. An anomaly.

I shouldn't have cared. I shouldn't have looked twice.

And yet, from that moment on, I did.

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[cluelessteam]

Eternal Harmony: {~Forever Bound~}

Summary: Y/N's ordinary life takes a supernatural twist when they encounter the mysterious Cullen family in Forks. Immersed in a world of eternal love and trials, Y/N becomes a vital part of the Cullens' immortal story. Guided by Alice's visions and Jasper's wisdom, they face cosmic threats and navigate the complexities of supernatural existence. The story unfolds through eclipses of emotions and trials, culminating in a dawn where enduring bonds and love echo through the ages—a forever-bound journey in the supernatural realm.

Characters: The Cullen family

Pairing: Jasper x Reader x Alice

Warnings: No Warnings

Word Count: 536

Epilogue

The meadow, once a silent witness to the trials and tribulations of the Cullen family, now stood in the soft glow of the dawn. The night had unfolded like a celestial tapestry, weaving together moments of challenge, triumph, and unwavering unity. Y/N, having navigated the unpredictable currents of the supernatural realm, found themselves standing on the threshold of a new era.

Alice, her eyes holding the wisdom of ages, turned to Y/N with a serene smile. "The trials have sculpted our destinies, and the bonds forged in the crucible of challenges are unbreakable. This is a moment of renewal, a dawn that heralds a new chapter."

Jasper, the empathetic one, added, "We faced the trials together, and in doing so, we discovered the strength that lies within our unity. The supernatural world may be complex, but our love and resilience defy its intricacies."

As the first rays of sunlight bathed the meadow, the Cullens gathered—Edward and Bella, Emmett and Rosalie, Carlisle and Esme, Alice and Jasper—each member carrying the weight of centuries with grace and resilience. The howls of distant wolves echoed through the forest, a reminder of the intertwined destinies that transcended both time and mortality.

Y/N, embraced by the immortal family, felt a sense of belonging that surpassed the constraints of human understanding. Alice, ever attuned to the cosmic currents, turned to Y/N. "You've become an integral part of our story, Y/N. Your presence has added a unique hue to the canvas of our immortal existence."

Edward, the guardian of secrets, spoke with a warmth that hinted at the eons of experience. "In the embrace of eternity, we find not just love but a shared journey that defies the limitations of mortal narratives."

Emmett, with his infectious enthusiasm, threw an arm around Y/N. "Welcome to the forever club! It's a wild ride, but with this family, you'll never be alone."

Rosalie, her demeanor softened by the dawn's light, offered a rare smile. "Trials may have tested us, but they've also shaped us. We endure, and in that endurance, we find the true essence of our immortal existence."

As the Cullens stood united in the meadow, the sun rose higher, casting a golden glow on the landscape. The howls of wolves blended with the rustle of leaves, creating a symphony that echoed through the ages.

In the quietude of the Pacific Northwest, Y/N and the Cullens stood hand in hand, their silhouettes painted against the canvas of the dawn. The meadow, witness to the trials and triumphs of the immortal family, seemed to breathe with the eternal rhythm of their existence.

Alice, her eyes reflecting the promise of forever, whispered, "This is not just an ending, Y/N. It's a beginning—a forever bound journey where love, resilience, and the mysteries of the supernatural realm intertwine in a symphony that echoes through eternity."

As the meadow embraced the warmth of the morning sun, the Cullens faced the horizon, ready to embark on a new chapter of their immortal saga. Little did they know that the tapestry of their existence, woven with threads of love and enduring bonds, would continue to unfold in the cosmic dance of forever-bound destinies.

[goldeneyedgirl]

G'day fellow Aussie! I read your daemon!au (of which I am very invested in if you ever felt like you wanted to continue it someday, you'd at least have one dedicated reader) but I was also thinking about your thoughts on a wings!au or a soulmate mark!au? Those three are some of my favourites. I think Jasper would have tatted and ratty sandy colored wings that are blood red at the tips and Alice would have maybe hummingbird wings that were always twitching and flapping or maybe even little perfectly white dove wings. I don't know. I like thinking about it and you're the AU goddess in the fandom and I'd love to hear your thoughts

Hi! Another Aussie in fandom, this is just outstanding.

Daemon AU is not dead, it's just not a priority - I started it when I first got into the fandom and it needs a glow up. I don't really want to retread all of canon through it, and having animals in the mix and external souls really changes things like visiting the Volturi, Alice's past, Bella's depression, how good the Cullen cover story really is etc. But it's definitely something I have in the back of my head to continue!

Wing AUs aren't something I've read much of, mostly due to the fact that there aren't many for Twilight that I know of but I am intrigued by the concept. I did touch on the idea a little in Iron and Stone, where Jasper was made into a demon. In that case, his wings are very horror-story esque: impossibly black, tattered, and made of bone - and they only appear when he's in his demon form, looking only like very prominent shoulder blades in vampire/human form.

But if you want to talk about Wing Aus closer to canon, I think you could do some insanely cool things. Like, what determines wing-type? Is it where you were changed (like Minecraft biomes and rabbit colours)? Is it the age/time of change? Is it reflective of the origin of vampires? Is it who changed you? Some kind of belief system that determines the colour, make? Something closer to a reflection of your soul ala daemons? Or is it reflective of hair/skin/eye colour? Maybe when you change into a vampire, your eye colour transfers to your wings because your eyes are now yellow or red?

And like, wings are very thin, so you'd be able to see through the membrane to the veins - would the colour of the venom in the tissue determine colouration, or the fact that vampires are technically dead just give all wings a kind of blue-grey colour? What would the 'argument' be for feathered wings when humans have hair?

The horror-lover in me leans towards something that is reflective of each of the Cullens' deaths. I love the idea of Jasper's being red-tipped because of all the blood he spilt. Esme's being quite small and rounded, but made up of a patchwork of broken bone and a rock-like appearance for her suicide attempt; Emmett's being scarred up underneath a very thin layer of bear fur; Jasper's being leathery and sandy, criss-crossed with scars and bite marks.

If you're more of a feathered wing lover, I would lean heavily into meaning being written into the colours, maybe even changing depending on season/moods - Rosalie's pink wings darken to burgundy when she's mad; Carlisle's wings being devoid of colour close to his body because of how much he starved himself in the beginning; Alice's going entirely transparent when she's having a vision; Bella waking up with skin-toned wings because newborns' wings take around a year to find their pigment.

Thank you Anon, I'll probably use this for something in the future.

As for Soulmark AUs, I fucking love them. Give me symbolism, give me marks and proof and the old red-thread of fate. Obsessed. I wrote And Found as my first foray into Soulmark AUs, but I've contemplated them more and more. Again, I ventured into horror territory with Alice inheriting all of Jasper's scars before she meets him. The idea of Jasper facing down this tiny vampire with every single bite mark, every scratch and scar, because they're a matching set is both beautiful and tragic. Alice doesn't see anything wrong with their scars - it's how they know they belong together; she feels beautiful because she thinks he is beautiful.

But Jasper is just ashamed that he did this to her, that she's got all the markings of a war she never fought. That everyone who meets her thinks that she's tethered to a monster that disfigured her.

It could be an excellent source of angst. Emmett's bear attack scars across Rosalie's torso - they heal on Emmett as he changes, but they're on Rose for life. Carlisle with a ladder-like scar on his side, from where Esme fell against the rocks and her rib cage snapped through her flesh. James' bite splitting Edward's hand open in the ballet studio; the ragged, messy scar across Bella's abdomen that Edward inherits from Ness's birth... so fucked up, I love it.

Honestly, I love soulmarks so much, I have many ideas I've never really done much with - Maria identifying Jasper's mark when he's turned and disfiguring it so he never knows that he has a soulmark; the idea that for whatever reason, Alice and Jasper don't have any visible soulmarks and are choosing their fate. Or even an insanely fucked up one where meeting your soulmate as a vampire is a form of 'redemption' and can be used to restore certain aspects of humanity - but the knowledge on how to trigger the 'redemption' has been lost for centuries.

Good times.

And also, AU Goddess? That's SO nice of you. I'm sure I have the reputation of being mildly unhinged with some of my weirder fics, so this is lovely <3 <3