alice cullen stimboard!
alice cullen stimboard!
Every day I get more and more concerned for Bella Swan. I was rereading Twilight and Edward told her that he thought about killing her and Ms. Cope when she walked into the office, and she was seriously like “Poor Ms. Cope 😔😟”
alice comes back from italy in new moon after saving edwards stupid ass and gets rid of ALL the cullen's clothes. and everyones like "oh god how badly did edward fuck up this time, we have to go into hiding again dont we"
But nope alice just is chuckling quietly because she stole all of the Volturi's clothing while they were there. and "the volturi may be terrible, but when it comes to fashion they kinda know what theyre doing tbh..." so alice had an epiphany like "oh my god why werent we dressing like this the entire time"
Fun fact: Emmett was actually wearing these the entire series
Bella’s grandmother is a Gilf
This is NOT straight.
@wallflowcr ( rosalie )
alice was out shopping, something she enjoyed doing on her free time. she’d spent a long time at the store but she had yet to find a piece that spoke to her. as she continued to browse that’s where she saw it, a stunning white blouse with a bow at the collar that would look perfect with her black skirt at home. the petite brunette walked towards the rack when she accidentaly ran into the other. “oh my. i’m so sorry.” alice was quick to say, glad neither of them had lost their balance. “are you okay ?” she proceeded to ask her, forgetting completely about the item of clothing she was going for.
@rvkybusincv ( emmett )
alice was a kind spirited and amicable woman, this had always worked in her favor when it came to meeting new people. she’d lived many years and experienced many lives, therefore creating experiences that often helped her connect with others. when she met emmett the two simply clicked. it was almost like they’d known each other in another life. they’d seen each other a few times now and alice even considered him one of her closest friends in this city. the two had agreed to meet up to hunt, something alice normally did on her own, yet she’d learned it was much better when she wasn’t alone. “emmett hey !” the brunette said with a smile at the sight of her friend. “just in time.” she added. “i hope you’re ready. i haven’t had a good meal in days.” the petite vampire complained for a quick moment.
@dcpravities ( esme )
the brunette vampire could pick out one of her own in a crowd of people, the lack of the scent and a heartbeat were a given, that and the color of their eyes were not somethis you’d see in a human. allowing her own golden hues to meet the other’s gaze, her lips curled up into a beaming smile as she decided to be rather friendly with the other, perhaps she’d be able to make a new friend even. “hey ! i’m alice.” she made her introduction short and sweet. “i gotta say i love your top.” she gave her a small compliment.
if i was esme cullen my children simply wouldn’t be using derogatory racial slurs to refer to indigenous people but that’s just me yk
Was that [LEE JIEUN]? Oh no no, that was just [ALICE CULLEN], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [TWILIGHT]. They are [NINETEEN / ONE HUNDRED TWENTY] years old and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.
how long has your character been here?
alice has been living in washington for a little over a year.
what is your character's job?
she is currently unemployed.
where has your character been pulled from in their fandom?
the end of breaking dawn pt. 2.
has any magic affected your character?
it did yes. she has no recollection of her life with the cullens. alice believes she’s been a nomad her entire lifespan.
and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!
all you need to know of alice can be found HERE !
i’m keeping her pretty canon as far as her personality. she still has her abilities and is a vegetarian vampire. just remove the cullen family ( bc she doesn’t remember life with them ) and everything else is the same.
wanted connections :
a close friend she’s made living here in washington. i can see her opening up to this person about being a vampire open to anything tho
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yeah, make up, make out… I MEAN-
While gifting a smile to the dancing figures he passed by, Carlisle’s eyes roamed for another. He searched for the glint of caramel hues among the crowd, but Esme was missing from the wedding affair. Not too long ago the pair had been separated by bubbling guests, excited to share their congratulations on the wedding of their youngest son. Approaching Rosalie and Emmett, he excused himself for interrupting their conversation. ‘’Have you seen your mother? He asked of Rosalie, who’s hand never left the electric embrace of Emmett’s. ‘’Not for some time, I saw her speak to Bella’s parents a short while ago.’’ She offered, a gentle smile encapsulating her perfect pout. ‘’Thank you, I’ll find her.’’ He placed an affectionate hand on both of their arms before resuming his search for his wife. Perhaps Alice would know. ‘’Alice,’’ he called as he spotted her swaying rhythmically the vibrant jazz igniting the evening air. ‘’Have you seen Esme?’’ Eyes bouncing with delight, she pointed towards the house. ‘’She went inside!’’ As he kissed her cheek gratefully, he promised he would return to the party soon. Fluidly, he moved his way through the bustling crowd, the sound of human and non human conversations, laughters and clinking glasses lulled into one triumphant cord. An organised chaos of joyful tones.
There she was, seated at Edward’s piano. Graceful fingers laid silk like touches along the keys. She looked as though she was deep in meditation, professing her devotion to a forgotten object of an ancient religion. Her eyes bounced from every detail of the piano to the next, as though it and only it, possessed perhaps the answers to the universe. Carlisle however, recognised the expression etched into her features. It was the look she expressed every time she looked into the eyes of her family. It was love.
Hands finding their way home as they draped over hers, he angled his lips towards her ear. ‘’You’re missing the party, my love.’’ A smile that would put even Helen of Troy to shame laced its way upon her lips. ‘’I didn’t want to spoil Edward’s night with my emotional thoughts’’, she said with a caressing laugh. The pair sat in silence on the piano stool, now both eyes transfixed on the pearl like keys. ‘’I remember when we bought him this piano.’’ She whispered after a moment. Carlisle eyes locked on hers, the pair silently remembering back to the memory. Oh how those small memories meant the most to her, the beautiful precious moments that she now displayed proudly on the shrine of her heart that was devoted to her family. ‘’That was the moment, Carlisle.’’ She spoke aloud, although the words she ushered now were more to herself, an outward professing of her heart. ‘’Of course I knew he was gifted, intelligent...gentle...but the first time I heard him play, I knew.’’ A soft moment caught her in a silent pause.’’I wasn’t there the day he was born, when he took his first steps...brush away his tears when he fell...but the first time I saw him sit at a piano and play, I knew that I loved him and that he was my son. I knew in the very depths of my soul that I would do anything for him and that i would let nothing harm him. That was the moment.’’
Tears had dusted along her lower lashes, glinting like the first winter snow. She looked at her husband, a look of contentment finally finding its home in her warm eyes, her loving smile, her cheeks. Finally, her job was complete. She had could rest now, knowing that all of her children had found happiness. That they were at inner peace, loved and content. Closing his eyes, Carlisle wrapped his arms around her elegant frame and buried his face into her satiny hair. ‘’Thank you, Esme. For being the very best, most exquisite part of our existence.’’
As they sat there for a long while, holding each other, each remembering their favourite moments over the years, a sparkling laughter oozed from Esme. ‘’God, weddings really do make people an emotional mess!’’ At that moment, the sound of footsteps crossing the room towards them stirred the sentimental pair. Edward, eyes brimming with affection, simply stood, hands relaxed but his posture remained stiff, the way he always did when he was about to deliver a heartfelt word. ‘’I would not be the man I am today had it not been for you Carlisle.’’ He approached the piano stool now, and slowly dropped to his knees in a devout act of respect, extending his hand towards Esme’s. ‘’Esme, I can’t thank you enough for what you have done for me during our years together. I may have been raised by my human mother for a time, but I truly believe that I was born to be your son also, and you my mother. If this life has taught me anything, it is the importance and diversity of family. Elizabeth Masen brought me into this word, and I will love the memory of her until my time on this earth comes to an end. But you, Esme Cullen, brought me into this world in a way that I don’t believe human birth is capable of doing. You gave birth to my reason for finding joy in life, beauty, goodness. Because you chose me as your son, you raised me to accept myself even when I, could not accept myself. And for that, I will spend the rest of eternity being grateful to you, - and being prouder than comprehensible to be your son.’’ He extended his other hand now to take Carlisle’s. Holding each of his parents hands, he declared one final truth. ‘’Thank you. Both of you, for the very best parents a son could ask for.’’ As Esme dropped to his level to wrap him in her motherly embrace, she smiled incandescently. Edward’s eyes found Carlisle’s, and the pair exchanged a simple look of knowing. Of love.
Holding his mother’s hand, the pair now standing, he looked out onto the terrace where the party continued below. Could this be it? Could this be the very embodiment of happiness? He was suddenly overwhelmed by his happiness, knowing that this day was only the beginning of the rest of his life. He had found the meaning to love, to happiness. He had found his heart, in the eyes, smile, laugh and touch of Isabella Marie Swan. Father, mother and son reunited with their loved ones, Edward pulling his bride towards him and whisking her away towards the dance floor. ‘‘To family’‘ Carlisle declared as he held a glass of champagne in his hand. ‘‘To our family’‘, Esme declared as she clinked her glass towards his.
alice and emmett learn kpop choreography together
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