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Since Carlisle was alone for so long, that means he was most likely pretty touched starved. Just imagine the first time Esme would have, very briefly, touched his hand.

For the rest of the day, Carlisle is just staring at the spot she touched, internally having a break down. Meanwhile, Edward’s in the other room, trying not to rip his hair out.

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inspo.

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I saw this comment on a YouTube Short today and YES EXACTLY

Carlisle may well have pure intentions but he’s NOT ACTING LIKE IT

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i am Cassandra—she, who without asking, understood it all and still came to her fate, i, Cassandra, full of visions, who sees her own death without turning away...

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For all my Carlisle lovers 🩺🤍🩹

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Look at this diva 🌹

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Chicago, circa late 1910s, Edward Anthony Masen, 17 years old, mortal.

Text from Midnight Sun (p 332) Edward & Esme + his vague memory of his birth mother…

‘She kept her arms around me, and after a few moments I laid my head on top of hers. She sighed, and hugged me tighter. It made me feel vaguely childlike. As I had told Bella, I didn’t have memories of being a child, nothing concrete. But there was a kind of sense memory in the feeling of her arms around me. My first mother must have comforted me in the same way’.

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Name That Diagnosis

The Cullens watch an episode of House. Emmett is not pleased. “Hand it over, Emmett.” “Aww, c'mon Carlisle, be reasonable!” “How many times have we been through this? I don’t ask for much, do I?” “But–!” "Stop whining and hand it over, Emmett,” Rosalie said as she flipped through a bridal magazine. “He told you he was going to need the TV when he got home.” “You’re gonna take his side against me, Rose? C'mon, we’ve got to stick together.” “It’s not like you’re really going to miss anything,” Rosalie reasoned. “I’m sure Alice would be happy to tell you who wins.”

Alice’s face brightened but Emmett turned to glare at her, suddenly looking every inch a vampire. “Don’t you dare, Alice. Don’t you even dare. And that goes for you, too, Edward,” Emmett growled. “You plucked it out of her head and you know too, don’t you?”

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My friends and I during our annual twilight rewatch were discussing how Carlisle would insist on some normalcy which included instituting "pajama time" instead of bedtime. So here's our headcannons on who wears what.

Edward: flannel pants, white tshirt. Plain and boring like him.

Bella: the grungiest, nasty, ratty clothes she can find. She also starfishes and Edward winds up laying on the bench at the end of the bed curled up like a cat.

Emmett: boxers or basketball shorts

Rosalie: whatever lingerie she can find. When she's mad at Emmett she gets pj's with bears on them and Emmett goes to Alice like a child asking to sleep with her and Jasper.

Jasper: Nightgown and night cap like Ebenezer Scrooge. Complete with a candle stick. He walks around local neighborhoods late at night haunting the locals.

Alice: Girl walks around in Sabrina Carpenter like teddys.

Carlisle: Classic, button up pajama set. Designer ofc.

Esmee: also the hottest lingerie she can find but she wears a normal mom nightgown over it unless she's actively in bed.

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Carlisle & Esme

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Bella using Edward’s supercomputer vampire brain to set timers while she cooks the same way people use Google/Alexa/Siri today. send tweet

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Edward’s such a fucking know it all Bella can ask him the dumb random questions we all asked Siri when Apple first started pushing it like “what’s the gestational period for elephants?” and he’s so thrilled that he can tell her without missing a beat: “twenty-two months, my love”