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victoria! Edit of an older painting I wasn’t happy with.

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Back on my bullshit - Incorrect Quotes: Twilight Edition ✨ Enjoy ✨

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The Cullens as Latin Proverbs

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I love your writing so much, thank you for everything Jalice you created with your brilliant mind😭

I have heard mcu would be updated? And stl too? Omg. Lexie, I swear you uploads treated as a freaking Holiday miracle in my life. I legit to this day remember the absolute mind-altering evening I had, when I found STL and have read it for the first time. I re-read it yesterday, and its makes me e.m.o.t.i.o.n.a.l every time, fuck. Especially Jasper’s parts.

Also, I do realise its might seem like I am stalking your blog, but I am just obsessed with your view on Twilight and Jalice, I swear, I am not a psycho😂. Its also that, yours is the only tumblr blog I have a notification mode turned on.

Also, I would love to see the Dark & the Unknown, because what the fuck is with Alice? She IS alive, right? Like, I have a whole movie in my head, where opens her eyes and the Cullens are like, what the fuck is going on? And Jasper is just shocked, horrified but also relieved. And then the Cullens hear them fucking in Jasper’s study, and they are traumatised.😐😂 and Emmett is just: “bro, she is terrifying 😈 “ or something like that😀

Anyway, thank you for everything you have written so far, I ADORE your brain❤️

You are so damn sweet <3 Thank you so much for your support, you've left so many comments and tags and likes, it means so much to me. I'm just the weirdo with too many ideas and not enough time to get them all written.

Jar of Hearts and STL are the next two updates I have planned. Variable Stars is currently in pieces undergoing a complete rewrite of the next three chapters. The one-shots this month are my fantastically late Valentine's one-shot from Space-verse, and the February prompt for the 2023 Prompt List.

Shadow to Light being so popular is wild to me, and I am so grateful people are still following it. It was supposed to be a one-shot, then a two-shot, then a fic that was wrapped up in 6 chapters (I still remember exactly where it was when it changed for me to a Big Project), and now is one of the longest fics I've ever managed and one of the things I'm most proud of. Thank you so much for putting up with my slow updates.

I do have some amazing asks from you in my inbox, I just need the time to sit down and give them a good response that doesn't make me sound like a babbling fool (and there was one that I needed to hunt down a specific image that has become really hard to find, but I think I found it!)

2023 is The Dark And the Unknown's year, I can feel it. We're going to get our cryptid romance on. I don't want to spoil it, but Alice does freak out the entire family at one point, and Jasper is smitten. However, the pacing is messed up at the moment - which just means I have to add a bunch of scenes and make it longer - so I'm crossing my fingers that it will be this year's Halloween fic.

And again, thank you. Before I wrote for Jalice, I wrote for fandoms/pairings that didn't have a lot of interaction, so I never got to talk to people or have anyone read my stuff so it always amazing and exciting to see likes and reblogs and reviews and asks (that might be why I get overwhelmed - I'm absolutely not used it!)

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alice & bella

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The Twilight Saga: Eclipse (2010) dir. David Slade

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Edward:

Bella, Me, The Entire Fandom:

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ok full disclosure I know it’s an unpopular opinion but I love james…I love him

let me explain: every other villain has some kind of motivation. victoria is driven by revenge, the volturi by their greed and need to hold on to power, lauren mallory by stephenie’s internalized misogyny jealousy, tyler’s van by tyler

but james?? he’s literally just hungry and bored and that’s it. “you brought a snack” so I’m gonna steal your snack like an asshole second grader whose friend refuses to trade them a bag of Gushers. only first he wants to chase the bag of Gushers around some, gaslight the bag of Gushers, and then and only then will he finally eat the bag of Gushers or die trying

pictured: bella

like here’s smeyer plugging away writing victoria’s dark determination and the intricate power plays of the volturi and then james’ motivation is literally the same as the fucking trix rabbit’s…I love him

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Fic-Mas Day 8: The Dark & The Unknown

Um. Wow. I wasn’t expecting such a response to Hybrid! So I guess I should get working on posting more of that fic officially? :D

I’m going away overnight, and I’m not taking my laptop, so I’m queuing up tomorrow’s post now - hopefully, it will work, but you might end up with Day 9 ridiculously early!

Here we go…

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Alice and Jasper aesthetic✨️

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Has Esme ever dreesed up as a sexy nurse for Carlisle?

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The vision of book Rosalie I’ve always had in my head!

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Why is Elizabeth Masen such a non-entity to Edward? You'd think with his madonna complexes she'd be idolized to no end

Two major reasons, I personally think.

Edward Has Memory Issues

Aside from Alice, Edward seems to have significant difficulty remembering his human past compared to most vampires. Carlisle remembers arguments with his father, Rosalie remembers very small details about her life as a human, Jasper knows where he was, what he was doing, and how he ended up coming across Maria, Bella seems to remember everything about her own life.

Edward, on the other hand, barely remembers his parents, his life, and seems to have vague snippets of what he was doing.

Edward thinks losing your memories is normal, as vampires talk about the memories not being the same/not remembering every small detail the way they do as vampires. He sees his own very vague memories and thinks this is normal for everyone else, even when he sees them reminisce about their human lives.

What I'm getting at here is that Edward does not remember his parents. He says as much to Bella in canon, he has no clear memories of them, and Carlisle and Esme are the ones who were there in the period he can remember.

It makes sense then that they're both non-entities. It's because they are non-entities to him, he knows they existed, but that's about it for him. To Edward, Carlisle and Esme really are the only parents he's ever known.

That's the Trouble, Elizabeth Wasn't the Mother He Wanted

What Edward does remember of Elizabeth is that she wanted him to stay home from the Great War and he wanted to go, desperately. We don't know much of Edward's relationship with his human parents, given he remembers jack shit about them, but I think it's telling that what he does remember is this major disagreement that caused him significant angst.

Seeing what Edward likes in Bella and Esme, Elizabeth who strong arms marble statues into turning her son into a demon might not be the woman he'd like to have as a mother.

Carlisle and Esme are the parents that Edward wants for himself in every way. The reason he can leave his human parents behind is that they probably weren't, they were normal people, who had normal emotionally fraught arguments with.

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art by joci_causa_art

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So....more of baby-verse?

Y'all are going to come for me when you see the Official Babyverse and it is nothing like what I'm posting. But I did whip this up for you to enjoy.

And tumblr ate the ending (never write fic directly on tumblr guys; you will lose it), so it's not perfect.

The quiet of the house is almost unnerving to him, as he carefully gathers up the toys discarded on the floor of his study. Alice had warned the entire family not to go overboard, but they had ignored her and now Ollie's toys seemed to occupy every room. Esme tried to keep everything under control with baskets, but there was always another block, another truck, another little wooden animal to find.

It was one of the rare weekends where he was home alone - Carlisle and Esme were off hunting right up in Canada, Emmett and Rosalie had taken a couple of weeks to go to New York, and Edward was most likely at the Swans, helping Bella make wedding plans.

Usually that meant Alice would be at the Cullens with Ollie - and he loved and looked forward to those nights where they could just live in the moment like a normal young family - Alice would make dinner, Ollie would tear through the house like a whirlwind, and it was just a night of simple joys. That had even been the plan until Alice had found out her father was getting an award at the school he taught at, and had wanted his daughters to be present at the dinner.

It was a no-brainer that he would take Ollie for the weekend; it wasn't the first that he'd been alone caring for his son, but Ollie was firmly in what David Brandon called the 'terrible twos', and far more active than the last time he hadn't had a second pair of hands. It had been a long-ass night of getting a giggling two-year-old into the high chair, to feed him the dinner that Alice had brought over (he might have a handle on many of the aspects of childcare, but preparing edible food was something that he just could not get a handle on - anything more complicated than juice and a cut-up banana was just inviting trouble), to get him bathed and tucked into his crib.

But there was something terribly satisfying about it, even as Ollie darted into Rosalie and Emmett's room to wriggle under their bed dripping bathwater everywhere, because of his boy's sheer happiness. There was no fear or apprehension, just a baby's innocent joy and a constant stream of baby-babble. Even at bedtime, rubbing his eyes and demanding his plush bear and 'Mama', he hadn't been distressed. Just tired and irritable. But he'd gone to bed agreeably, singing to himself for a little while before he had dozen off. Hell, he'd even left Ollie's pacifier in the bag - Alice would be delighted.

Finishing the tidying, Jasper stretched out on the couch. Edward and Emmett had both made jokes about Jasper fucking this up now that Oliver was known to get into anything, anywhere, and Rosalie had been dubious about the plan. But everything was fine. The dishes were done, the toys were cleaned up, and Ollie was asleep. It was genuinely disappointing Alice wasn't coming over tonight; they could have squeezed in some kind of micro-date night. Ice cream and dancing in his study wasn't much and he felt bad that he and Alice never seemed to make it out to their fancy Seattle dates, but Alice was always happy, and that was always the goal. The little whimper was headed into a wail when Jasper finally realised what the sound was, and ventured into the room opposite the study; it was ostensibly Alice's room, but Esme had paused the work on Ollie's bedroom for wedding planning, so they had set up his crib at the end of the bed. And he was standing up with his bear, teary-faced and worried in his bright blue and yellow footie pyjamas. "Daddy," Ollie whimpered, reaching up for him, and it was a moment that made Jasper freeze entirely, staring down at his crying son. There was never a moment when Jasper didn't claim Oliver as his own; more than one Forks' gossip had mentioned Ollie, or spotted the photo of him and Alice on his phone screen, or the photo of Ollie haphazardly crammed into his wallet, and he had confirmed that yes, Oliver was his son. His boy. It was an abstract concept, on that made panic prick at him a little. That there was this vulnerable human baby, and he was responsible for him. The fact that Alice was his partner and co-conspirer in keeping Oliver happy and healthy was one of his main reassurances. There was absolutely nothing that Alice could not do, and her complete certainty in every single choice regarding their child - whether it was something small like the brand of shampoo they used, to the bigger things like schools and their future - gave him the confidence that maybe this would be one of those things he could do. The thing that he could hold close and look back on as knowing he had done his best and his best was enough. 

But Ollie had never called him Daddy - Alice referred to Jasper as such when talking to Ollie, but Ollie had never taken up the term. And it hadn’t worried him - he was absent in those early days, and Alice still lived with her parents and spent the majority of her time there (Esme had been hinting that everyone would be fine if Alice moved in permanently, but Alice wasn’t ready for that. They had talked about the future in detail, and their plan was to be living together full-time by the time Ollie started school. And - the part he didn’t want to admit to Esme - was that if they were still in Forks then, it would be the Brandon’s house he would most likely move to, not the other way around.)

Ollie called Alice ‘-Ama’ first, having a hard time with the first ‘m’. His first word had been ‘up’, demanding a cuddle. And Jasper had become ‘Ja’ or ‘Jas’, mimicking Alice, and fitting in with what Ollie called the rest of the family - Rosalie was secretly smitten with the way Ollie called for his ‘Ro’, and Edward loathed being called ‘Ed’ but knew better than to correct Ollie or take it up with Alice. 

But Daddy? That was… that was a lot more than a name or title. It was a promise, a declaration of something that felt much larger than Jasper felt capable of providing. That was… that was like the way he called Alice ‘mama’ when he was sleepy, curled in her arms as she read him some painfully repetitive bedtime story, when he had his bottle and just fell asleep sprawled across her with the absolute trust of the young. The way he clung to his bear when he got worried or nervous. It was a big thing, and it made Jasper feel very very old and impossibly young. 

Ollie let out another whimper, and his instincts kicked in, to scoop up his boy and hold him carefully close; the rocking motion Alice used kicking in subconsciously as Ollie let out little hiccuping cries and buried his face against Jasper’s shoulder.

Daddy. It was… it was something warm, somehow impossibly strong and certain but also very fragile in his mind. A gesture of trust and affection and happiness. Something he would only get offered once. 

And he could only try.  

“It’s okay, Ollie, I’ve got you,” he said, pressing a stray kiss into his son’s hair. “I’ve got you.”

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Still thinking about how Edward wasn't actually the one to kill James, so the whole mate for a mate thing with Victoria is a little off.

I mean you can certainly handwave it if you want! "Oh she THINKS Edward killed him, she's making that assumption." Like, okay, sure, fine. Victoria wasn't there, so it's reasonable she didn't know what happened.

But, like, she COULD know. Because she's still in touch with Laurent, who is living with the Denali coven. Who could have called the Cullens and were like "oh hey about that French guy you sent our way? Irina is REALLY into him!" and then the Cullens would probably warn them about what went down with James, which would probably include who actually killed him.

And Laurent could tell Victoria.

Because it's honestly funny to me to think that she DOES actually know it wasn't Edward who literally killed him, but it's just WAY easier (or at least she thought it would be) to blame him and get revenge on Edward's apparent 'mate,' a human, than trying to take out Alice or Rosalie.

Victoria's gift is self-preservation. She's not gonna go after scarily scarred nightmare Jasper's mate or gigantic buff super strong Emmett's mate. And also, both those mates are vampires, which makes it harder, too.

That one. The human mate of the gangly red-headed teenage vampire. That's the easier target. She'll do.

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TwiFicMas Day 8: Forgotten

Happy Day 8! I have been travelling all day, and plotting Forbidden Fics, so on with the show!

Today’s fic is an untitled riff on the concept of Alice being found in the woods of Forks not only having forgotten her entire life, but still human - her last solid memories are running from James. It was very much meant to be an exploration of Alice and Jasper relearning each other, and falling in love again - though it got quite dark and depressing at one point - and looking at how far Alice has come from her human years. She is absolutely unclear of the year she’s in, and whilst she has some memories of the asylum, she is also unaware of just how damaged she was before she was changed. I hope that all makes sense. 

Onwards!

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