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bellasbustedtruck · 11 months
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My twilight reboot fancast
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zapreportsblog · 5 months
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❝HUSBAND❞
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✭ PAIRING : Edward Cullen x Reader
✭ FANDOM : Twilight
✭ SUMMARY : When Edward proposed to Bella he expected her to accept after all they were mates? Right? Wrong! Bella rejected edwards proposal breaking his undead heart in the process, not being able to withstand the aftermath Edward leaves home; only to return 2 years later but this time he’s married?!
✭ AUTHORS NOTE : I already know there is a story on here called the same story with the same cover (on quotev at least) mines had been edited to a clearer form, (again on quotev) that was my old account, (marveluserlovesmarbel again on quotev was my old and very first account) one of my first actually. If I can remember the login information from it I’d log back in and post my stories from their over here but for now enjoy the remake of said story :)
✭ QUOTEV VERSION
✭ HUSBAND MASTERLIST
✭ CHAPTER THREE : The Storm
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Tension filled the air as Bella confronted the newfound presence of (Y/n) in Edward's life. She blinked in disbelief, her voice quivering as she stammered, "My love? Since when did this happen?"
Edward, sensing the impending storm, attempted to walk away with (Y/n) and even gestured for her to go inside. But (Y/n) was resolute and didn't budge. She glared at Bella, her voice dripping with ice, as she asked, "Who are you?"
Bella retorted, her tone growing defensive, "I'm Edward's girlfriend, and who are you?"
(Y/n) didn't waste a moment, showing off her ring with a fiery glare. "I'm his wife."
Bella's eyes widened in shock at the revelation. The words hung heavily in the air, and she was momentarily at a loss for words. She looked to Edward for help, but he maintained a blank expression.
Sensing Bella's vulnerability, (Y/n) couldn't contain her anger any longer. She stepped forward, poking Bella's chest with each word, her voice seething with righteous fury. "You've got some nerve showing your face around here. You made your grave; now lay in it."
Without waiting for a response, (Y/n) turned away from Bella and walked over to her husband, Edward. She looked deep into his eyes, her love and passion evident, and then, she pulled him into a long, passionate kiss. It was a declaration of their bond and a clear message to Bella that she was no longer a part of Edward's life. Bella watched them with a mixture of jealousy and regret, realizing that she had lost Edward. But she wasn’t one to give up easily. With a huff she yanks over her car door looking back at the couple, “I’ll be back later Edward,” and with a slam of the door she pulls out of the Cullen’s drive way.
Emmett the ever so innocent “viewer” in all this snorts, “Women am I right?!”
Inside the house, (Y/n) had stormed in, seething with anger and frustration. She couldn't believe that Bella had shown up and disrupted the peace she and Edward had found together. She muttered to herself, unaware of the growing intensity of her emotions.
"How could that wench come here and think all would be fine and dandy?" (Y/n) ranted, her voice filled with exasperation.
Unbeknownst to her, the lights in the house began to flicker erratically. The others in the room exchanged puzzled glances, noticing the unusual phenomenon. Emmett, always one to comment on such things, blurted out, "Yo, what's up with the lights?"
Edward, realizing that it was (Y/n)'s powers reacting to her emotional turmoil, excused himself and made his way to where she was venting her frustrations. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and whispered soothing words, "Love, it's going to be okay. Please, try to calm down. Your powers are reacting to your emotions."
(Y/n) took a deep breath, her anger gradually subsiding as she focused on Edward's calming presence. The lights in the house gradually steadied, no longer flickering. She turned to him, her eyes filled with remorse for causing such a disturbance.
Edward reassured her, "It's alright, my love. We'll figure this out together. Bella is no longer a part of my life, and you are the one I choose to be with. I love you."
(Y/n) nodded, her anger giving way to a sense of relief and the warmth of Edward's love. They held each other close, finding solace in their bond, and slowly the tension in the house began to dissipate.
As Edward held (Y/n) close against his chest, her anger continued to simmer. She mumbled softly, her voice filled with frustration, "I just don't like it. How can she come back here thinking she would be welcomed with open arms? After hurting you? After unknowingly hurting your family?"
Edward kissed her forehead gently, trying to offer reassurance. "It's okay, my love. We'll work through this."
But (Y/n) couldn't contain her anger any longer. Her emotions surged, and as she shouted in frustration, a light bulb above them suddenly burst, scattering glass fragments on the floor.
Startled by the sudden noise, Alice, who had been observing the situation from the doorway, took a step back. She glanced at the shattered light bulb and then at the two of them, her eyes wide with surprise. With an uncertain smile, she said, "I'll just come back later," and quickly walked away, leaving Edward and (Y/n) alone to deal with the aftermath of this emotional exchange.
As (Y/n) pulled back from their embrace, her guilt about scaring Alice was evident in her eyes. She whispered, "Oh no, I scared Alice. I have to go apologize."
Edward gently placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her. "No, what you need to do is calm down, love. Alice will be fine. She's a vampire, remember?"
(Y/n) wasn't easily consoled. She replied, "That doesn't mean I didn't frighten her, supernatural being or not."
Edward couldn't help but chuckle, his laughter resonating in the room. "That's what I love about you, my dear."
(Y/n) playfully smacked his shoulder, her worry still evident. "This isn't a laughing matter, Edward. I used my powers unconsciously, and look, I even broke that poor, innocent light bulb."
Edward continued to chuckle, the sound of his laughter filling the room. "You're right, love, but it's just a light bulb. We can replace it. Besides, I’m sure Alice will understand.”
(Y/n) sighed, unable to resist a smile at her husband's laughter and reassurance. She realized that even in moments of turmoil, his presence had a way of calming her, and she felt grateful for the love they shared.
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chericarlisle · 7 months
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Could you do a Carlisle fic where he’s got a daughter and she’s a huge daddy’s girl and we just see how they interact and how much he spoils her, and how much to y/n’s avail she’s got him tied around her little finger
Daddy's Girl || c.c
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: carlisle cullen x human wife reader
(𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝)
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.2k
𝐚/𝐧: again i’m so sorry i’ve taken years to reply to these requests, but i’m back on my carlisle cullen shit 😍 i adore writing carlisle as a dad, so if you guys like reading that check out this fic. i didn't have time to proofread so i apologize!
(ik renesmee didn’t grow like a normal kid but i’m just going to write carlisle’s daughter like a normal kid lol)
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There are certain milestones that all parents spend years dreading, so very much so that they forget to live in the moment. They spend too many years counting down the time to these moments that signify the growth of their little ones. It is more than true that life flies by before you can even realize it; however, for the Cullens, the rules of time did not apply. Or so it seemed. 
For (y/n) and Carlisle, the same dread and race against time that many parents experienced was seemingly inescapable; even despite the fact that Carlisle was immune to mortality. Their precious Elizabeth, who was seemingly just born, was actually five and now preparing for her year of kindergarten. For all parents alike, kindergarten was the first big milestone of many that meant their kids were one step closer to growing up.
It was the first of August which meant that the kids of Forks had exactly a month before school started up once more. (Y/n) was pulling down the plush comforter as she prepared for bed when she noticed Carlisle’s absence. Regardless that he didn’t truly sleep, Carlisle was always there by his wife’s side as she drifted off.  She threw the decorative pillows into a corner before wandering down the hall to the man’s office. All of the lights were off in the hallway, except for one. Elizabeth was fast asleep, probably dreaming about the first day, while her much older siblings were out roaming around. It was only plausible that the solely lit room in the house was Carlisle in his office.
Knocking on the cracked door, (y/n) slowly pushed it open, “Carlisle, honey, what are you still doing up?”
It was clear that something was clearly bothering Carlisle, for his hands dejectedly held his head and he was still dressed in his work clothes. (Y/n) wondered if he had lost a patient at work today or if something terrible had happened in the family. 
At the sight of his wife, Carlisle immediately sat up and shot her a weak smile to seem convincing. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’ve just been caught up in thinking that I didn’t notice the time.” 
He held out his hand to invite her over to which she quickly crossed the room and connected her hand with his. 
“Something’s up. Do you want to talk about it?” (Y/n) mindlessly played with his fingers while she studied his solemn expression. 
“You can read me like a book can’t you?” Carlisle playfully cocked his head before delicately kissing (y/n)’s wrist. “I would like to talk, but let’s go to bed first, okay? You seem tired, sweetheart. I’m sorry that I’ve already kept you up late.”
(Y/n) stood up from leaning on his desk as he rose from his office chair. Ever so slightly, she pecked his cheek thoughtfully before heading back to the bedroom. “Don’t ever apologize about that, Carlisle. I’m always here for you. For better and for worse, remember?” 
It was at that moment that Carlisle realized that life would have been miserable without her. 
Since the bed was already made, (y/n) climbed in, but left the bedside lamps on for Carlisle who was quickly changing into some loungewear. He came back in mere minutes and got in on his side of the bed before pulling (y/n) close to his chest. 
Her head rested on his shoulder while his chin rested gently atop her head, “So what’s on your mind?”
Carlisle softly sighed before beginning, “This may seem melodramatic, but I’m just very worried about Elizabeth.” 
“Oh honey,” (Y/n) peered up at the man to look into his golden eyes that were full of concern. 
“I mean, for three-hundred years, I never thought that I’d get to experience this kind of life. I never thought I’d get to experience this kind of love, let alone have a child of my own. She’s just growing up so fast, (y/n). For once in my life, I fear that time is finally getting the best of me.” 
Carlisle gingerly pulled (y/n) closer by the waist, wanting nothing more than for her to be as close as humanly possible. She too knew exactly how he felt about Elizabeth growing up so fast, about time moving at light speed, about everything. Words weren’t enough to sympathize with the man, so she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. He immediately reciprocated the gesture and lovingly squeezed his arms around her waist before burying his face in her neck. 
(Y/n) slightly leaned back, just enough so that she could kiss her husband reassuringly. “We will get through this, Carlisle. I promise you.” He just nodded and planted a kiss in return on her forehead.
Trying to lighten the mood, (y/n) continued, “Besides, Lizzie wants to go back to school shopping tomorrow. We gotta put on our game faces. You know she’s going to beg for glow in the dark backpack. I already saw her eyeballing it in one of Alice’s magazines.”
Carlisle just chuckled lightly before reaching over to turn off the bedside lamp. “Goodnight, darling.”  
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Elizabeth was absolutely oblivious to her parents' heartache that they tried their best to hide. She also couldn’t understand the dread of older students, for she was over the moon about starting school. 
The next morning, you could only sleep in till about eight before Elizabeth jumped on the bed. 
“Mommy, wake up! We gotta go shopping today.” Her golden locks were matted and her pajamas were crumpled, but her excitement made up for her sleepy appearance. She leaned against Carlisle’s pillow giving (y/n) her best puppy eyes.
Just a few seconds later Carlisle came running in, laughing when he found that Elizabeth had already made her target. 
“Birdie, I told you not to wake your mom yet.” Carlisle walked over with his hands on his hips before bending down to kiss (y/n) on the forehead. “Morning, you.”
She peered up at the man and slipped out of the covers to stand next to him. Elizabeth, taking this as a ‘yes,’ then jumped into her mother’s unexpecting arms. 
“Thank you, Mommy!” She kissed (y/n)’s cheek in appreciation. Her sweetness made it nearly impossible for the two parents to resist. 
“Of course, baby. Just let me get ready first, okay?” (Y/n) set down her daughter and turned to Carlisle who automatically knew that he’d be getting Elizabeth ready for the day.
“Okie dokie! Daddy made me breakfast, so we can make you some too!”
Staying true to her word, Elizabeth with the help of Carlisle made a simple pancake breakfast for (y/n) who appreciated the gesture. She had gotten ready in record time which only furthered her daughter’s enthusiasm to get in the car and go.
(Y/n) grabbed her purse off the counter after eating and went outside to find Carlisle struggling to strap Elizabeth in her car seat. Her legs flailed around excitedly which made it almost impossible for the man to secure her in the seat. Deciding to not interfere, (y/n) stood in front of the garage door and watched the interaction.
“Birdie, I know you're excited, but we can’t go anywhere until you sit still.” Carlisle sat on the edge of the leather seat and looked pointedly at Elizabeth who finally understood the severity of his statement. When it came between the two parents, it was obvious that Carlisle was Elizabeth’s favorite. So for him to be serious with her, Elizabeth knew that she should get her act together. 
Once (y/n) saw that the two had finally come to an understanding, she walked to the passenger door of the car and got in. Never in a million years would she have thought to see a car seat in the back of Carlisle Cullen’s black Mercedes which was decked out in expensive leather and the finest technology.
Carlisle quickly got in the driver’s seat and backed out of the driveway before Elizabeth could fuss anymore. 
Elizabeth surprisingly was silent during the drive, instead opting to look out the window and hum along to the radio. The drive was only a few minutes long, but from the minute the car was in the parking lot, (y/n) and Carlisle could tell that this was going to be a long trip. It seemed as if everyone in Forks was doing their shopping since the parking lot was nearly overcrowded. 
“Mommy, can I have the list?” Elizabeth was currently holding Carlisle’s hand, as to not get lost in the crowd. (Y/n) fished the school supplies list out of her purse while pulling the shopping cart to the side to avoid angry shoppers. 
Carlisle had been working on teaching Elizabeth how to read, and she was proficient for her age; however, she still had some trouble. 
“What’s the first thing on the list?” Carlisle looked down to his daughter who inquisitively studied the list. 
“Daddy, what’s this word?” Elizabeth pointed to the first item on the list and handed it to Carlisle. 
“Oh, it says ‘safety scissors,’ Birdie.” He sweetly smiled at her and handed back the list as she tried repeating the words. 
Elizabeth eagerly pulled her dad’s hand to the school supply section as (y/n) kept up behind them with the shopping cart. She immediately found the safety scissors in the purple shade. Since the cart was taller than her, Elizabeth handed the scissors to Carlisle who effortlessly threw them in the basket for her. For the most part, the shopping was easy as Elizabeth went down the list and picked out each supply in the color purple. (Y/n) leaned against the shopping cart rail, nursing a cup of coffee while Carlisle tried to match Elizabeth’s zeal. Everything went smoothly until it came to the great backpack debacle. 
A great variety of backpacks lined the aisle and Elizabeth eyed them all with interest. She had let go of Carlisle’s hand to inspect the backpacks that she could reach. 
(Y/n) leaned close to Carlisle to whisper, “How much you wanna bet she picks up that damn glow in the dark backpack?” 
Carlisle whispered back, “I don’t know, sweetheart. I feel like she’s gonna keep with the purple theme.” 
Just as the two were about to shake on it, Elizabeth picked up the glow in the dark backpack. She had seen it in one of Alice’s catalogs just as (y/n) had said, but neither parent realized how taken she was by the bag. 
“Mommy, Daddy, can I please get this one?” Elizabeth came up to her parents and clutched the bag with two hands. She looked up at the both of them and pleaded with her eyes. 
(Y/n) looked at Carlisle who looked like he was about to cave, but the backpack was ridiculously expensive. Even though the Cullens had money, (y/n) didn’t think it wise to buy such an expensive backpack for a five year old girl who surely would take that bag through the ringer. 
“How about the purple one, baby?” (Y/n) tried to deflect by picking up a lilac backpack that had flowers patterned on it. She offered the ultimatum to Elizabeth who insisted on the glow in the dark one.
“But that one doesn’t light up.” 
(Y/n) then looked at Carlisle for some backup. 
“Well, Birdie, how about we save that one for next year?”
Elizabeth was about to continue questioning her parents before she reluctantly accepted her fate and picked a sparkly violet backpack. Her disappointment was swiftly replaced by happiness when she found scented markers that her parents let her get. 
After two hours, school supply shopping had been officially completed. Elizabeth’s enthusiasm had worn off as she now dozed against her father’s shoulder. It was apparent that she was tired as she became cranky near the end of the visit, so Carlisle carried her against his hip while (y/n) finished up some grocery shopping. 
(Y/n) threw a box of Advil in the cart when she noticed the glow in the dark backpack that hadn’t been there before. She raised an eyebrow at Carlisle who smiled sheepishly and shrugged. 
“I wonder how that got there?” He jested before throwing in a box of cartoon band aids that their daughter adored.
(Y/n) just shook her head and smiled. It was inevitable that Elizabeth would most definitely remain a daddy’s girl.
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incurably-cynical · 2 years
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since vampires can be super still, that means they can have super long showers without their legs ever getting tired, This bring up the fact that Edward Cullen definitely had 2hr+ showers while wallowing in his own sadness and not coming out until Carlisle had to turn of the water to their house
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personalheroin · 1 year
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soft soft soft soft soft soft !!!
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Bella: so how did you guys come and rescue me so fast ?
Jasper: some felony level traffic violations
Alice: purposefully causing 27 car crashes
Emmett: Two cans of nitrous
Edward: also that’s not our car
Bella: …..alrighty then
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Can we have a Carlisle Cullen fic with a female character who perhaps is very self conscious about her weight or looks
Ooo I can make this one easily cus I can relate to the girl
Tw- weight problem thoughts (idk what to call them lol)
Carlisle Cullen had been married to his wife, (Y/N) for five years, and he still found her as beautiful as the day they first met. But (Y/N) had always been self-conscious about her weight and looks, always believing she wasn't pretty enough for Carlisle.
He had tried to reassure her countless times, but nothing seemed to get through to her. So, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
One day, he took her out to a special dinner, and when they arrived, he had arranged for a photographer to take a few pictures of them together. He knew it would make her feel uncomfortable, but he wanted her to see how beautiful she looked in his eyes.
When the photos were developed, Carlisle presented them to (Y/N) with a heartfelt speech about how he saw her. He told her that she was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen, and that no matter what she thought of herself, he would always love her.
Tears streamed down (Y/N)'s face as she looked at the photos. She realized that Carlisle truly saw her beauty, and it was something she had never felt before.
From then on, (Y/N) started to feel more confident in her own skin. She stopped worrying about her weight and looks, and instead focused on the things that truly mattered. She and Carlisle grew even closer, and their marriage only grew stronger over the years.
No matter how much time passed, Carlisle always looked at (Y/N) with the same love and admiration as the day they first met.
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lifeontoast · 9 months
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hi hehehe so like i saw this prompt on tiktok wherein "A pediatrician has no idea that the baby comes to his office for daily check ups and like the child is theirs" he doesn't know that it's his child because the child is accompanied with by it's nanny and one day reader is the one who came becausethe nanny filed a day off :))
can u write a Carlisle for that, hc or imagine thank uuuuu!! have a great day ^^
(excuse my English, hehe.)
The Baby
 
Carlisle Cullen x reader
 
SUMMARY: one of Dr Cullen’s patients is the daughter of someone more familiar than he realises…
 
A/N: hello lovely anon! I am so terribly sorry that this took so long, but thanks very much for your request! Hope you enjoy :)
 
(By the way Y/C/N means your child’s name and they/them pronouns are used for your child)
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You had to take Y/C/N to the doctor’s today for a check-up, as you gave your nanny, Sam, the day off. She’s been working so hard recently. 
 
It was a Dr Cullen they would be seeing, as they normally did. The name did ring a bell somewhere, but you just couldn’t think of where from. You took Y/C/N in the car, and they were quiet all the way. Luckily. They had a dreadful tendency to be car sick a lot of the time, so you were glad they were calm today. Sam always told you that Y/C/N loved Dr Cullen, and always laughed away whenever they had an appointment with him. Finally pulling into the hospital car park, you parked and got yourself and Y/C/N out of the car. You had no trouble at reception; all the nurses knew Y/C/N too, and cooed at them as they laughed away. You smiled.
 
Eventually, you were called into the doctor’s office. Suddenly, you realised why the name had sounded so familiar. There, sitting at his desk was Carlisle Cullen, the man who you had once had a fling with, a few years ago. You had almost completely forgotten about it, but immediately chastised yourself for doing so. How could you ever forget him? He was such a gentleman, and looked absolutely dashing that night you first met. 
‘Carlisle?’ you asked quietly.
‘Y/N?’ he replied, looking at you inquisitively.
You just looked at each other, neither of you daring to speak first, hearing only Y/C/N’s quiet babbling. You looked away, blushing. He gave you a gentle smile and bade you sit down. You did, and he began to ask you about how Y/C/N had been. They had been fine, and you told him so. He took them to the table to examine them.
‘I must say, Ms Y/L/N, this is a very pleasant surprise. I was expecting Sam, Y/C/N’s nanny. Of course, I knew that the mother’s name was Y/N Y/L/N, but I never dreamed it would be you. It has been so long since we last spoke; It seems I have missed you, without even realising it. You did look very beautiful that night.’
Blushing, you replied. ‘Well, Carlisle, I had no idea it was you who was Y/C/N’s doctor. I have never needed to visit the hospital, thank goodness. But I agree, it is lovely to see you again. We must catch up soon.’
‘They seem very healthy, Ms Y/L/N.’ he nodded, ‘I’d love to see you again soon, that sounds perfectly delightful. Are you perhaps free this Thursday? It is my only day off this week.’ 
‘Why yes, I believe I am, Carlisle. Shall we meet at the coffee shop? How does 11 o’clock sound? And please, call me Y/N.’
‘Perfect.’ He replied with a smile, writing up Y/C/N’s notes.
 
Suddenly, a thought entered your mind. You had met Carlisle 3 years ago, and Y/C/N was nearly 2 and a half. He couldn’t be, could he? There was only one way to find out. You decided to ask him outright – Carlisle preferred it when people spoke their mind clearly and directly to the point.
 
‘Carlisle? Do you think there is any chance that you could be Y/C/N’s father?’
He dropped his pen in shock.
‘Well. How long has it been now, 3 years? And Y/C/N is nearly 2 and a half?’ he said calmly, glancing at their file. ‘I suppose there is a chance, yes. You’re correct. We could organise for Y/C/N and I to take a DNA test, then we would be absolutely sure. Yes…’
‘A DNA test?’ you asked.
‘Yes, it’s a fairly simple procedure nowadays. I can enquire about making that happen, Y/N.’
You just nodded, but deep in your heart you already knew: Carlisle was definitely the father.
 
TIMESKIP: A FEW WEEKS LATER…
 
Here you both were, in Carlisle’s office once more. A plain, brown envelope lay between you on the desk. You both stared at it in silence. The contents of the envelope were the answer to the question you had asked Carlisle a few weeks ago.
‘You open, it Carlisle.’ You said, finally looking up at him.
‘No Y/N. I think you should open it.’ He countered, and sighing, you knew that he was right. You took the envelope with shaking hands and tore open the top. You drew out the sheet of paper, and glanced at it briefly, before taking a second, closer look.
 
Carlisle was the father.
 
 
A/N: as usual, thanks so much for reading! You guys rock!
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I have a request, can you write about Carlisle and his werewolf wife who’s rowdy and loud and loves to play fight with him? She also has long back length dreadlocks that she loves when he tugs them to get her attention? If not feel free to delete!
Carlisle - Strong and Playful
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Info : Ahhh I'm so excited my first Twilight request and for Carlisle I could not be happier (also the gif is just everything). I hope you like it and have fun reading dear anon. Everyone else have fun reading too...especially the Carlisle-Fans
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Carlisle Cullen one of the vammpire had a past of which he is not proud. But everyone had already heard of him the former friend and member of the Volturi for several hundred years until he turned away a way that vampires normally did not go.
A time in which humans, vampires and werewolves could not live together and it was especially not allowed. A vampire who traveled around for many years and in that time met hundreds and thousands of humans and vampires.
People who came and went they died, the vampires survived died only sometimes when the Volturi killed them. But over the hundreds he made many contacts. Built a kind of network and survived. Until a time at a time in the new century in which he found himself again.
The people knew how to help themselves with machines was the beginning of something big and Carlisle and the other vampires got the development of the people exactly.
Got with how another kind was also on the march. Their enemies the warm, living, the werewolves. But it was a time when he also met someone whom, according to the vampires' laws, he was not allowed to meet.
The night over the adjacent forest of the big city was bright and the moon lit his way. Since the night had fallen, the vampire had a savory smell around him. Smelled a mixture of the forest, the wind and the wood with a hint of game. It was something he had not smelled before.
What it was did not seem to be human, humans smelled different and yet the blond vampire was curious and went out of his house and into the forest. Did not use his fast speed did not want to scare whatever was in the forest.
After several minutes he arrived at the edge of the forest smelled again this smell and went further inside. Saw everything around me, heard the crackling of the undergrowth, the call of the owls and the animals.
But there was something else, something else coming towards him. It came closer to him and he could not see it. ,,Hello, is anyone here?" he asked into the forest, looked around and saw a shadow roaming in the forest.
Someone was here, but it could not be a human, a human was not so fast, because only a vampire could see it. Before a growl was heard and out of the thicket jumped out a rier wolf.
But it was too late, he could not dodge fast enough and went down. Fear flooded through him fear that the mouth of the beast closed around his head and killed him.
Instead, the beast licked him across the face and slowly got off him. ,,What? A werewolf...that won't kill a vampire?" he asked, sitting up slowly, not wanting to pose a threat to the beast. He still had the fear that something could happen.
But to his surprise the animal disappeared behind the dense trees only to emerge a few moments later in her human form. ,,Beautiful" escaped the vampire who looked at the woman in the moonlight.
Her form had changed to that of a human woman, the eyes in the unnatural color of the wolf and yet radiated a wildness. The almost cheeky smile on her lips and the black long dreadlocks that seemed to reach to her back. It was everything to him, seemed everything to him in his eternal life.
She was beautiful. So beautiful that he hardly noticed how his cold dead heart almost began to beat again. How he feeled almost embarressed how she watched him and how he could not look away. In her eyes the acceptance was found again. The acceptance that she had fallen for a vampire. That her beast had settled on a vampire. It was an unusual love that lasted and lasted for the time.
And together they entered this time, left the city and built a new house. In which they lived together, isolated from the world, having only each other.
As well as a handful of selected friends who consisted mainly of their old pack and Carlisle escape friends. It quickly became clear that she was the louder of the two, louder and more boorish than the vampire.
But for Carlisle, this was all a hearty change in his life, his life that had been so dark for so long. ,,I'm back, little bat! I hope you're ready!" she called through the house as she arrived again, a trip in her wolf form was refreshing.
Going further into the house she smelled that he was not there. At least until she noticed a small tug on her hair and heard a smirk.
He was there, hiding in the shadows and running around at his vampire speed, knowing that she would not meet him in her normal form. She felt the excitement of the fight. ,,So, playing?" she asked, looking around happily before running out of the house. She heard the breeze that passed her by and again the slight tug on her hair.
Before she got into her wolf form and finally saw the vampire properly and ran after him her jaws closed around the branches and trunks he threw at her and she just bit them.
She howled and jumped again and again from one ledge to another until she brought him to the ground, licked him again and howled when she heard his laughter and his ,,I give up" as she slowly walked away from him. Only to chase after him again the next moment as he continued to run and their fight dragged on.
A fight they liked to make until the sun was already setting in the sky again and they went laughing back to the house. They jumped over everywhere and ran in their human form laughing and screaming with joy.
While Carlisle drove again and again over her hair strands and gave her gentle kisses. ,,My loud she-wolf" he murmured and pulled her into an intimate embrace before she let her fingers wander over his torso and he put his against her hair.
A kiss was shared between them before the vampire took her in his arms with a jerk and they both went back to the house. A love for eternity, a strong love. A love between a werewolf and a vampire.
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mochikofi · 7 months
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Twilight headcannon that Carlisle tries to convert people into Christianity to hide the fact that hes a vampire.
Secret - Carlisle Cullen
A/n: i don't know things about this and i kind of forgot things about twilight but i tried, and Carlisle didn't meet Edward here yet.
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You met Carlisle when you were taking a walk and admiring the forest. Then you saw something, or rather someone. He was like a diamond under the moonlight, it's like he's too beautiful to be true.
You were gonna walk away but suddenly the man was behind you. You were confused, how did he get to you that fast? But his beauty distracted you, it's like he was hypnotizing you without realizing it.
You were popped out of your dream word when you hear him calling out for you, asking if you were alright. His voice is so smooth.. how can a perfect person exist and be in this horrible place?
'yes' you say, you saw the man widen his eyes for a second and smiled softly. Why does it feel like you've met before? Why does it feel like you were connected?
You were no fool, you know it's not normal to have these feelings. You were debating if you're gonna ask the man if you've met but that seems creepy doesn't it? Well the only option is to ask what's his name.
'Carlisle Cullen' my, what a perfect name for someone like him. You introduced yourself of course, it's disrespectful to not introduce yourself when you asked his name.
You took one more look at him, eyeing his face and features. His fashion is different with the other people, it was like he was from another century. Thus, you bid your goodbyes and walked out of the forest. What a stange man.
You couldn't help but bisit the forest often, for you, are confused and interested because of what he made you feel. It didn't take you too long to find out he wasn't human, you thought he was rather obvious.
Carlisle was shocked, how could you find iut so quickly in little amount if time you've spent together? He was afraid that you were gonna tell the others, but no, you just waited for a explanation.
He was explaining it slowly so you can understand. 'i am no toddler, Carlisle.' He laughed a little, he forgot you were impatient. He explained normally now, surprised to the fact that you just raised your brow and did nothing.
It was like you encounter this in your everyday life. "I'm not gonna tell anyone about this, but be careful, there's people that are searching." He was thankful for that, but how can he tell you that he's your soulmate?
Thankfully you still continued your daily walk in the forest, acting that everything is normal despite him being a vampire and you being a human.
Not until the people started spreading rumors that one of them is a vampire, and that led the people into panic and started screaming. It made carlisle nervous, what if he can't see yiu anymore? He needs to do something about it.
You were gonna visit him in the forest, not until you see him in the village, dressed like a priest..? You were confused once again, what was his plan now?
But you became more confused why he wanted people to convert people into Christianity, you thought he doesn't care abiut it but oh, you were wrong. But still, you found it funny that he's willing to do that just to hide his identity.
He succeeded of course, but he had a reputation now. It was exhausting even tho he's a vampire. But still, walking around and having 5 people ask things was not easy.
His only peace was you. He wanted to touch you, smell you, hear you, see you, he was a man who couldn't live a day without you, despite being dead.
He knew you were smart, he knew you knew that the both of you were soulmates, for friends doesn't act like lovers.
He wanted to leave this place with you, but he doesn't know if you'll agree. He quickly fled to your house and asked you but all he see was you packing your things. "You're so slow sometimes, Cullen."
For that day, it was the best decision you've both made. Both of you became a couple, agreed to have you turned after 2-4 years, it was like a true love story indeed.
But still, he doesn't know how you can predict things, it was like you can see the future. You had so many secrets that even he, a vampire, can't figure them out.
You were unpredictable indeed.
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navigation. - movies masterlist.
Again, I don't think this is one of my best works? Idk i just automatically made it into a semi oneshot- sorry but i hope you like it.
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reidiot · 2 years
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i've been ashamed my whole life for thinking of bella with carlisle and now i have an entire collection of edits of them on tt.
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prismaprimrose · 10 months
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You know what's so funny?
I read the twilight saga in middle school, and when it got to the baby plot, naive unexperienced child that I was, I thought it was very pro-choice of Bella to know all the risks of her pregnancy and still go though with it in the face of opposition. I was like, "Yeah, that's what pro-choice is, your choice, and this is a pregnancy plot. Of course, she'd choose the baby?? That's just what people do in pregnancy plots??"
Like, it did not at all occure to me steph was virtue signaling that keeping the baby in the face of your own death was the "proper or correct" thing to do, just that that was the plot of the story she was writing, and I knew Balla had plot armor so there was no real risk,,,
In the same vein, reading the Host, I thought it was cool that Wanda knew she was a woman, even as a sexless worm. Like I always though it was very, I don't know, just, "I've tried everything in eight different planets and know what my gender orientation is, even if that might in some definition be cisgender. And I'm only bringing it up cause we're having an argument, and you're all being weird about it." of Wanda to have been to eight planets, that you can't tell me all had proper equivalent to human male and female- especially when the Dolphin planet had three sexes and polyamory- and always have a preference for a certain type of gender orientation known for herself.
Like as an adult, I get Balla was being a pro-life mouth piece even though that girl totally would have driven her friends to seattle for a secret abortion in the middle of the night no questions asked until steph needed it be her, and Wanda was probably being,,,, well she's probably Cis in the oddest of definitions, but you can't tell me Wanda would ever be transphobic. Sorry steph, but when you creat a world of sexless worms who can express gender-oriented preferences, and still be put it in whatever body their healers have avalable, and it's a perfect utopia,,,, you can't tell me there wasn't hella trans souls wandering around on every planet. Or you know, non-binary souls who have never understood gender on a single planet they've ever been to.
Or souls who's host were trans/transitioning, and just went with it.
But it's just so funny I managed to read her conservative propaganda and go. "Yeah yeah yeah, pro-choice and freedom of gender expression, ofc ofc" for yeeeaaaars
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zapreportsblog · 6 months
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Cullens family x youngest sister! Reader
The cullens each trying to wake up their newest and youngest member in their family for her first day of Highschool.
Let’s just say reader isn’t a light sleeper😅
❝like a bear in hibernation❞
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✭ pairing : cullen siblings x reader
✭ fandom : twilight
✭ summary : (Y/n) is the recent adopted member of the Olympic Clan, she’s was once a Norman vampire but after having a run in with Esme she was taken under her wing and slowly adopted into the family’s traditions. Now it’s the first day of school for her and no one can seem to wake her up
✭ authors note : in this version of twilight the vampires here can sleep
✭ twilight masterlist
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In the cozy Cullen household, a sense of serenity prevailed. The family had welcomed a new member into their fold, (Y/n), a former nomadic vampire who had once struggled with a dangerous addiction to human blood. But since coming under the Cullens' guidance, she had embraced their lifestyle, adopting a diet of animal blood and striving to gain control over her thirst.
Today marked a special day for (Y/n) as she prepared for her first day of school in the small town of Forks. Her siblings, each with their unique approach to waking her up, had agreed to take turns in the morning.
Alice, always the lively one, decided to be the first to rouse her new sister. She entered (Y/n)'s room with a mischievous grin, armed with a portable speaker playing loud pop music. With precision, she positioned it right by (Y/n)'s ear and cranked up the volume.
The blaring music filled the room, reverberating off the walls. Alice watched with eager anticipation, expecting (Y/n) to jolt awake at the sudden noise.
However, much to Alice's surprise, (Y/n) merely mumbled in her sleep, turning away from the source of the noise. Her eyelids remained closed, and she seemed undisturbed by the cacophony.
Alice couldn't help but giggle at (Y/n)'s resilience. It appeared that (Y/n) was not an easy sleeper to wake.
Alice exited (Y/n)'s room, a bemused expression on her face. Her attempt to wake their new sister with loud pop music had failed, leaving (Y/n) in blissful slumber. She reported back to the rest of the Cullen family, who had gathered in the hallway outside the room.
"No luck in waking her up," Alice declared with a huff, her brow furrowed in frustration.
Edward, with his telepathic abilities, chimed in, "I couldn't sense any change in her emotions when you tried to wake her, Alice."
Emmett chuckled, amused by the situation. "Well, this ought to be interesting. Who's next?"
Alice rolled her eyes playfully before suggesting, "Jasper's turn."
Jasper, always calm and composed, entered (Y/n)'s room with a sense of determination. He understood that his unique gift could be used to influence emotions, and he had a plan in mind.
Approaching (Y/n)'s bed, he reached out and gently touched her shoulder, his voice a soothing whisper. "Wake up, (Y/n). It's time to start your day."
(Y/n) stirred at his touch, but her sleep seemed unusually deep. She mumbled something unintelligible and shifted in her bed, still not fully awake.
Jasper didn't give up. He decided to use his gift, channeling feelings of excitement and energy into (Y/n)'s subconscious. It was like giving her a burst of enthusiasm, akin to the zoomies a dog might experience.
As he infused her with this vibrant energy, (Y/n)'s body reacted. She began tossing and turning in her bed, her limbs twitching as if caught in the throes of excitement. Her breathing quickened, and her features contorted into a mix of joy and restlessness.
The rest of the Cullens watched with fascination as (Y/n) remained blissfully asleep, completely oblivious to the energetic turmoil happening within her dreams.
Jasper couldn't help but crack a smile at the sight. It appeared that, even in slumber, (Y/n) was a force to be reckoned with.
After Jasper's attempt to wake (Y/n) ended with her tossing and turning in her sleep, the Cullen siblings couldn't help but be entertained by their new sister's stubborn slumber. Jasper exited her room, shaking their heads.
Jasper smirked and said, "Seems my attempt didn't work. Emmett, it's your turn."
Emmett, always up for a challenge, grinned widely. He stepped into (Y/n)'s room with an air of excitement, ready to try something different. As soon as he spotted her, he couldn't resist the urge to act like a big kid.
Emmett began bouncing on (Y/n)'s bed with the enthusiasm of a child on a trampoline. The mattress squeaked and shifted beneath his weight as he jumped up and down. He called out, "Wake up, sleepyhead! It's a brand new day!"
But all (Y/n) did in response was mumble in her sleep, her brow furrowing slightly as if she were having an unusual dream. Unbeknownst to Emmett, her powers were activated in her sleep, her telekinesis manifesting.
With a sudden burst of power, Emmett was lifted off the bed and sent flying through the air. He let out a surprised shout as he crashed through the bedroom door and slid into the living room, creating a comical scene that left the other Cullens in stitches.
Emmett groaned from his less-than-graceful landing and rubbed his head as he rose to his feet. He looked back at the closed bedroom door, shaking his head.
"Rose, your turn," he grumbled, determined to finally get their new sister out of bed.
Rosalie, determined to wake (Y/n) from her stubborn slumber, entered the room with a plan in mind. She approached the bed and, with her vampire strength, effortlessly lifted it, attempting to tilt it slightly to make (Y/n) lose her balance and fall.
However, as Rosalie exerted her strength on the bed, she quickly realized that (Y/n) was gripping the mattress tightly, refusing to budge. Her brows furrowed in surprise, but before she could react, (Y/n) activated her telekinesis once more.
With a surge of power, the bed was wrenched from Rosalie's grasp, and she was sent flying backward. Emmett, who had been waiting just outside the room, caught Rosalie with ease.
Rosalie looked back at the closed door, her irritation evident. "Tough luck," Emmett teased as he held her.
The other Cullens, who had been watching the spectacle unfold, exchanged glances. Edward, always the logical one, was their last hope. They turned to him with expectant expressions, silently asking if he could use his telepathy to wake (Y/n).
Edward chuckled, shaking his head. "I can't, actually. She puts up a mental block when she's asleep. It's like she's determined to enjoy her beauty rest."
The Cullens sighed collectively, realizing that (Y/n) was indeed a unique challenge when it came to waking her up. Her stubborn slumber was proving to be quite the puzzle, and they couldn't help but be intrigued by their new sister's extraordinary abilities, even in her sleep.
The Cullen family had exhausted their attempts to wake (Y/n) from her deep slumber. With her first day of school looming, it became clear that a more unconventional approach was needed.
Esme, always the nurturing and caring mother figure of the family, spoke up. "Well, we can't just have her miss her first day of school."
Carlisle, the family's patriarch, sighed, knowing what had to be done. "I hope it didn't have to come to this."
He informed the rest of the family of his plan, and with a determined expression, he left the house. Minutes later, he returned with a packet of human blood from his job at the local blood bank.
The Cullens watched with curiosity as Carlisle poured the human blood into a cup, the rich red liquid contrasting starkly with their usual diet of animal blood. They exchanged concerned glances but remained silent.
Carlisle ignored their inquiries and proceeded to (Y/n)'s room. He left the cup of human blood on her nightstand, hoping it would be the key to finally waking her.
Only seconds later, (Y/n) emerged from her room, cup in hand, sipping the human blood. Her eyes were bright and alert, a smile on her face as she greeted her family.
"What a nice wake-up call," she said, her tone cheerful. "But you guys wouldn't believe what I dreamt about."
The Cullens exchanged relieved glances. It seemed that the allure of human blood had successfully roused (Y/n) from her deep slumber, and she was now ready to face her first day of school with her newfound family.
As (Y/n) shared her dream with the Cullens, they couldn't help but be amused by the creative lengths they had gone to in order to wake her. It was just another extraordinary day in the life of their unique family.
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chericarlisle · 7 months
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you come home for summer break from college and meet your dad’s best friend carlisle cullen for the first time at family dinner and mans is 🤤🥵😍
Just a Summer Thing || c.c
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: carlisle cullen x human female reader
(𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝)
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.6k
𝐚/𝐧: i haven’t been on tumblr in about two years. y’all i literally couldn’t even navigate this new format of the app, so needless to say my writing is rusty and my formatting is shit. i’ve literally never seen some of these requests in my inbox until now i’m so sorry 😭
for the sake of this story we are just gonna pretend that carlisle doesn’t light up like a bottle of glitter in the sun.
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For many, the most exciting part of graduating is the freedom that comes with the college experience; however, after almost a year of no privacy and very loud neighbors, you begin to miss home. Suddenly graduating high school is not the most exciting part, but rather it is coming back home from college for summer break. 
Finals week had kicked everyone’s asses and after celebrating such a survival, many college students- yourself included- eagerly packed up their 290 sq ft. rooms to return to much larger ones. 
You and your roommate, Mel, had helped each other pack up the first day that finals were over. Mel had become a pretty good friend over the past year, but she unfortunately had to live on the opposite coast. It seemed that things always worked out that way for you for just about anything. 
Your parents had finally divorced when you were sixteen which sent one parent to the west coast and the other to the east. The same could be said about a package of jeans that you had ordered; each one coincidentally ended up on the opposite sides of the United States. 
Since your mother was taking a sojourn around the world, you were going to stay with your dad in Forks for the summer. He had recently moved to the new city after receiving a job offer from the city’s barren hospital. The job came with great pay, but most importantly a wonderful modernist house resting on the eaves of the forest. The exact words being from the realtor who had so eagerly sold your father on the house. Despite the fact that the house was a lavish build in the middle of nowhere, it was only fair that your father finally lived happily. The man had been living in an unhappy marriage for so many years; it was something that you all could attest to. 
You had stayed at his house a few times before in the fall and winter, yet you hoped that summer would vanish the melancholy atmosphere of Forks. If it wasn’t raining, then it was snowing and vice versa. It seemed that there was always something falling from the sky in Forks almost year-round. 
Your hopes for a glowing summer at your father’s were assured when you arrived at his house surrounded by not a single cloud. It was about a six hour drive before you arrived in the town, and you noticed that the sun does in fact shine in Forks after all. 
“(Y/n), you made it!” Your father came running out of the front door, although it was impossible to not notice him since more than half his house was made of glass. 
You put the car in park and stepped out to meet the man in an embrace. His usual cologne was overpowered by the smell of the hospital disinfectant that lingered on his white lab coat. “Dad! It’s been too long.” 
He nodded in agreement before offering to help you unload your car. The upside of living in a dorm room that was about the size of a large bathroom is that one can’t accumulate too many boxes. You popped the trunk to reveal about six medium sized boxes that consisted simply of clothes and dorm room decor. 
Your dad chuckled at your down sizing, “That’s all you got, kiddo? Wow, college really has changed you! Where’s my girl that moved in with a gazillion boxes?” 
“I could say the same about you, Dad. Living in this giant fishbowl and all, I would’ve thought that you’d have more furniture.” You jested at him as the two of you began to pick up the few boxes. 
He set down a box and placed his hands on his hips, “Well how would you know that? You haven’t even stepped inside yet!”
Closing the trunk you jokingly shook your head, “Like I said, fishbowl.” 
Your dad helped you unpack your meager amount of belongings. He made the bed with the new mattress while you hung up your clothing in the empty closet. Even though you had visited last year when he had first moved in, this house and its furniture still felt foreign. The newly constructed home aroma still lingered in the air.
“So Dad, how’s work?” Mindlessly rearranging the hangers, you decided to organize the closet for the second time. 
“It’s going pretty well actually,” He smoothed out the plush comforter before continuing, “I’ve gotten close with some of the other doctors and I was actually thinking of inviting them and their families over tomorrow for a barbecue.” 
You hummed a response while continuing to sort the hanging clothes, for you were not opposed to the idea of a barbecue. It had been so long since you’d had any good food that wasn’t from the dining halls. 
“You know you were right, (y/n). The sun does actually shine in Forks!” Your dad chuckled once more before excusing himself to go make phone calls to his friends from the hospital. 
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The next day, despite that there was a small chance for rain, Mother Nature held out and it seemed to be for the better. There would be plenty of time for rain in the months that occurred after August.
Your dad had opened up the pool because what’s a barbecue without a pool party? Slipping on a yellow sundress over a swimsuit, you went downstairs to help with the food preparation. The kitchen counters were covered in various packages of bread as well as hamburgers and hotdogs waiting to be grilled. Everyone was set to arrive around one o’clock, and it was currently two hours before then. The time crunch was apparent as your dad ran around the kitchen frantically trying to man the stovetop and the ovens. Between the combined work of both you and your dad, lunch was prepped right as the visitors began walking in.
Last night, your dad had told you that he was inviting a few coworkers and their families, but you had no idea that it would turn out to be so many people. The backyard was brimming with young kids running around the pool while their parents socialized over drinks in the vast plot of grass. While your dad grilled the main course for lunch, he had you welcome everyone at the front door. Most of them were doctors, but a few were nurses. Regardless, they all came with either spouses, kids, or both. 
Except one doctor stood out very much, for he came alone. You were not only stunned by his lack of family, but also how perfectly styled his light blonde hair was. His hair somehow managed to contrast his flawless skin that seemed even paler. Not a single strand fell forward and covered his golden eyes that crinkled as he wore a polite smile. One hand sturdily held a case of beer, presumably for the party, while the other reached out to greet you. 
“Hello, you must be (y/n). I’m Carlisle Cullen. Your dad talks about you a lot at the hospital.” The man squeezed your hand gently in a friendly manner before letting his own drop to the side. 
“Wow, I just got here and I’ve already got a reputation. Hope he says good things about me.” You reached out to take the case of beer from him, but he insisted on carrying it himself like a gentleman. Most of the guests had just thrown their things at you, so this was a nice change of treatment. 
“Only good things, of course.” He nodded.
You gestured Dr. Cullen to come inside and he followed behind you, waving to the couple of guests that were mingling indoors. 
“So Dr. Cullen, are you the one who hired my dad? Your name sounds vaguely familiar.” The two of you were nearing the backyard, and your dad waved you both over through the screen door.
“Your father had an impressive resume and we desperately needed that kind of help around the hospital. And please, call me Carlisle.” He turned around to smile at you before making his way over to your dad who wore the grin of a five year old standing in a candy store. The two seemed to be talking a mile a minute as if they had not just seen each other at work. It was apparent that Dr. Cullen was your dad’s closest confidant in the hospital. 
Sitting on one of the lounge chairs, you began to feel the rays of the sun harshly beaming down like a spotlight. The heat was becoming unbearable, so you slipped off the yellow sundress to reveal a teal bikini that was a gift from Mel. Everyone was either preoccupied with their friends or family and couldn’t have cared less, except one man who stood by your father at the grill. 
Dr. Cullen, an untouched beer in hand, was walking over towards you. A smirk painted his lips, but you knew behind those sunglasses there was a playful glimmer in his eyes. Your father was so preoccupied with his role as grill master that he didn’t even notice that the doctor had walked off. 
“Now, Dr. Cullen, why aren’t you out there socializing with your peers?” You playfully pulled down your sunglasses to peer at the man who had leisurely taken a seat on the lounge chair beside you.
“Well, Ms. (y/l/n), I see these people every day,” He gestures to the mass of people surrounding the yard, “but it’s not every day that I get to talk to you.” 
You stifled a giggle at his poor attempt to flirt, “Do you get many girls with that line, Doc?”
He shook his head, laughing at his own poorly planned pick-up line. “Apparently, I’ve been out of practice for a while, sweetheart.” 
Leaning the back of the lounge up, you turned to sit and face him. The chairs were positioned so closely that your knees hit his, yet neither of you moved. Barely leaning in, your lips ghosted against the shell of his ear. The smell of mint clouded your senses being so close to the man who was as still as a statue. 
“We’ll see about that.” Breathlessly, the words left your lips as you leaned further to grab his untouched beer and take a confident swig. 
You leaned back to see that his face was not shocked, but rather smug. If he had been stunned by your receptiveness, then it surely wasn’t obvious now as he seemed unphased. It was more obvious that a challenge had been accepted.  
Just as he was about to continue the banter, your dad hurriedly ran over to the both of you. He was covered in one of those cheesy grilling aprons and desperately waving around the tongs in his hand. “Hey, would you guys mind grabbing some paper plates and cups? We ran out, but there should be some in the closet upstairs. I’ve got just about a million more burgers to cook.” 
You looked at Dr. Cullen who just shrugged in return. Agreeing to help, you both stood and began to walk back to the house. Your father, pleased with the answer, ran off to continue to man the grill and the line that was beginning to form. 
Dr. Cullen seemed to trail behind aimlessly, so you grabbed his hand without second thought. Once you were inside, you eagerly led him up the stairs and to the hallway where the closet was. 
Just like everything else in this house, the hallway closet was unnecessarily elaborate in its design. It was no towel closet, but more like the size of a whole bathroom itself. You walked in once the barn door slid open and Dr. Cullen flicked on the lights. 
For a man who lived by himself, your father stored a lot in the closet that would make you think he had a family of ten living with him. You scanned the endless shelves as did Dr. Cullen, but the plates and cups appeared on your side first.
“Found ‘em.” Of course the supplies had to be on the very top shelf which appeared to be closer to the sky than you. It wasn’t until you were on tippy toes trying to reach the items that you were aware of leaving your sundress downstairs by the pool. 
And it wasn’t until Dr. Cullen stepped behind you, that you were aware of how chills racked your body.
“Need some help there?” A cold hand rested on your bare waist as you turned your head ever so slightly to be met with Dr. Cullen who tauntingly looked down at your lips. Without shame, he continued to admire your pillowy soft lips before you gave in. 
Fruitless attempts to get the supplies were damned as you threw your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. You pulled him down as he pulled you closer; neither of you wanting to let go. His one hand on your neck slid up to cup your jaw, slightly turning your head to expose your neck. For a brief moment, his lips disconnected from yours, but only to make their way further down. The man slowly moved his free hand from your waist to delicately brush your hair off your shoulder. His lips connected with your neck as he kissed a slow line down to your collarbone. 
“God, Dr. Cullen,” You threaded your fingers through his hair as he mercilessly continued on, “You don’t seem that out of practice to me.” 
For a split second he stopped his maneuvers only to correct you once more, “Please, call me Carlisle.”  
So overcome with pleasure, his name breathlessly rolled off your lips and you only pulled yourself closer to him. Moving your hands from his hair, you began to blindly fiddle with the buttons on his shirt as he continued to nip at the sweet spot where your shoulder met your neck. His skilled fingers began to play with the strings of your bikini top that held it together.
He murmured while trying to slow his movements, “Sweetheart, I don’t think I can stop, but I don’t want to do this here.” His efforts to stop were becoming forgotten as he took in the sweet smell of your perfume that painted your skin and tempted him more. “You deserve something thoughtful, not a heated moment in a closet.” 
You quickly pulled back and he seemed shocked, for he mistook your adoration for insult. His eyes scanned your face for any inkling of meaning before your lips reconnected with his in a hurried passion which instantly cleared his confusion. 
Meanwhile, downstairs, your dad noticed the absence of paper plates and cups. He didn’t come to think of where you might have run off with them, but he instead took initiative to find them himself. Not a single thing could’ve prepared the man for the sight that he would see once he made it to the top of the stairs and down the hall. 
Without a care in the world, your dad slid open the heavy barn door to not only find the missing supplies, but to also find his daughter pressed up against the shelves and lip locked to Dr. Cullen. The faint sound of someone uttering their shock caused you and Carlisle to separate. Your father stood in the doorway frozen in shock before Carlisle instinctively jumped in front of you to cover any indecencies. 
After what felt like the longest minute of your life, your dad awkwardly cleared his throat before speaking. “I’ll uh just grab some paper plates next door.” 
As your father scrambled off, Carlisle turned around to plant a kiss on your forehead, "Like I said, we can do this somewhere else."
a/n: i haven't posted on tumblr in so long this feels so weird 😭 please like and repost! REQUESTS ARE CLOSED (these are ones from years ago lol)
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wow-imaginethat · 2 years
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HC: Dating Carlisle Cullen
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A/N: WOW I've been dead awhile LOL have another request! I'm sorry in advice, this ones a bit long and I kinda went a little haywire with it
Requested by Anonymous: "Carlisle cullen x reader dating headcanons"
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Alice was constantly hinting that you and Carlisle would soon fall in love
Carlisle would simply laugh, he couldn’t love you, that’s absurd
Unless it wasn’t
You, on the other hand, were unequivocally obsessed
You could barely keep your hands to yourself anytime you had to rush to the hospital because of a minor incident involving you and a pair of scissors, nothing too nasty but it seemed to happen more than enough
Hell even the front nurses knew you like the back of their hand
“What did you get into this time?” they would always ask, a slight blush falling on your cheeks everytime and you simply shrugging
Maybe you did this on purpose, so you could see him, you’d never admit to it though
And Carlisle would never admit that he liked seeing you stick around his office with a tight bandage wrapped around the tip of your finger, a small smile on your face and an almost awkward laugh glittering your features
He was hooked the moment you stepped into his office with a bouquet of flowers, the pretty blue wildflowers that seem to paint the dull horizon with serotonin
“Thank you,” you’d mumble, always afraid to look him into his eyes for too long, ��I know I’m a klutz”
He never had anyone bring him flowers before, he was in shock to say the least
Carlisle kept them, hanging them upside down in his house causing them to practically mummify, their beauty now becoming immortal
He couldn’t ask you out, absolutely not
His children may be susceptible to bringing in humans and allowing them to stay, eventually turning them in the name of love but not him
He couldn’t see you go through that pain of losing the ones you loved, not ever, especially not for his own selfishness 
So, you did it yourself
Going to his office late one evening, with rain pouring heavy down the side of the building
You caught him off guard to say the least
“I think we should go on a date” you’d start, feigning confidence
Carlisle knew he didn’t have a heart beat but in that moment, his chest felt like a thousand horses were sprinting at their highest capacity with no sign of stopping
“I’m sorry, I don’t think I have the time” he’d reply with a sad smile
He wasn’t technically lying
“Then let’s go,” his rejection meaning nothing to you, you could easily see the temptation in his eyes
He wanted to go on a date with you, and that thrilled you to no ends
“Right now?”
“Right now”
You practically yanked him by his hand, pushing him out the hospital doors and outside in the cold rain
He, of course, felt no difference, other than his hair and clothing were now drenched
“Can I ask thee for a dance?” You’d ask in a faux british accent, a smile dancing across your lips with a hand outstretched in his direction
“You’re going to catch a cold” Carlisle would warn, but he enjoyed the interaction
He didn’t want it to end
“I’ve always wanted to dance in the rain. Just once?” you’d push, knowing he could never say no to anyone
Little did you know, he could say no, but just not to you
He’d sigh and wrap his hands around your waist, you grappling your arms together to meet at his neck
It felt like a dream, you and Carlisle, swaying in the rain, with nothing but the sound of the rain being your rhythm
He knew he couldn’t leave you now, you reeled him in and marked him as yours without even knowing
You did end up catching a cold
Carlisle tentatively agreed to go out on a real date with you several days later, after having turmoil after emotional turmoil
He took you to a fancy restaurant, just outside Forks
Your conversation was electrified, you felt as if you had known him your entire existence and you knew that you couldn’t lead a happy life without him by your side
You didn’t believe in soul mates, but in that moment, he gave some strong evidence
He hadn’t felt so at ease in centuries
He wanted nothing more than to bring you into his world and share the rest of eternity with him
But he couldn’t, he would not allow himself to
So, he kept you out of the loop
Yes, you two ended up dating and having many many more fancy dates at restaurants too uptight for either of your liking but something felt… off
He would call you every night as soon as you laid in bed to sleep and would rope you into a conversation lasting long past your threshold of ‘good amount of hours to not feel like shit in the morning’
He would come almost as soon as you knocked your foot too good on a sharp edge, or scraped your knuckle across a fairly new slab of concrete when trying to get yourself up from a small fall
Carlisle was perfect
He seemed to know your schedule like the back of his hand, without ever asking you for it
He seemed to know your schedule like the back of his hand, even when it changed
You couldn’t help the feeling of uneasiness that washed over you every time you thought about it too hard
So, you did the only logical thing you could think about doing: asking him
He seemed extremely tense when you began your interrogation, but you knew that was just a sign that he was soon to crack
And crack he did
Carlisle practically opened the floodgates of vampire history, leaving you in shock and anxiety as he unloaded every detail of his abilities
He figured you’d leave him after that, and he was prepared
But you didn’t
After the initial shock of the first conversation, your anxiousness soon became fascination
You would ask him anything and everything you could think of
“Can you smell colors?” “No”
“What about me? How far can you smell me?” “I don’t know”
“Do you like being a vampire?” “I don’t know how to answer that”
“Are you always hungry?” “Yes and no”
“Do you want to eat me?” “Right now? Yes”
You almost died in a fit of laughter at that one
Soon, you were practically the queen of vampiric knowledge but you were wanting more
You were wanting experience
Another hard conversation fell in between you two, leaving no space for anything other than the topic at hand
Carlisle would hastily argue, telling you that you would not like to live a life like him
But you did, more than that, you wanted to live a life with him
That one hit like a wall of bricks
He went to Alice’s aid after that conversation, begging her for reassurance that you would be happy if he turned you
She said she didn’t know, she couldn’t see you in her visions yet
But she did see that she saw him, with a constant smile on his face and eyes so bright that you would never suspect that he was anything other than alive
“I have a feeling you two are fated” she would say after every conversation, slowly chipping away at his defense every time
Then, he caved
For months this conversation felt at a standstill, with no end in sight
You had tried to forget about it, tried to move on and be happy with him as he is now, as you are now
“Okay,” he’d sigh “I’ll turn you”
It was hefty thrill when you heard those words
You immediately wrapped yourself around him and thanked him feverishly
You couldn’t contain your excitement, and he almost couldn’t either
He wanted to be selfish, just this once
After your turn, your relationship felt more alive than ever
You were experimenting with your newfound abilities by the side of the love of your life
You were endlessly happy, and so was he
Carlisle was just excited that you couldn’t accidentally hurt yourself anymore
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personalheroin · 1 year
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come ON GUYS. you gonna watch bella run into the arms of jacob after the wedding and tell me shes NOT IN LOVE W HIM????? like thats SMILE!!!! THE HUGE EMBRACE HE WRAPS HER IN?????? that’s love. that’s soulmate shit. fuck out of here with the edward love story line. i ONLY know jacob and bella
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