forksres

[forksres]

forksres : a mini multi featuring original character interpretations of three twilight muses. featuring: charles swan, michael newton, and emmett cullen. this is a sideblog to my primary blog pixieseer, my main inspo comes from alice's canon i am rewriting and the lore i have built around her will apply to the universe i have based these three in. this blog is very u.sfw with the topics that their backstories touch on, and the topic of vampires in general. 21+ or up to interact with these muses as I do not write any of them under the age. if i do not have everything listed regarding their backstories and you have questions please ask! please be following pixieseer if you intend to follow this blog, otherwise i may completely not realize we are mutuals and block you. much like ali i write emmett and mike in a college based verse and that will be their default for all interactions unless plotted otherwise. rebirthed by lake / l

carrd / prompts / alice 

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Mike Newton : Edit 1 / ???

[asakoizumiya]

Josh Hartnett as Eben Olemaun

30 DAYS OF NIGHT (2007)

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Emmett can in fact sing. Does he? Not too often but he used to sing while working etc. this is a tik tik of how he sounds X

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Mike Newton : Edit 1 / ???

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❛ don’t you die on me. ❜ for mike :') @survivcrsgvilt

He can hear her. The urgent words slithering through his mind leave the hairs on his arm raised, the searing hands attached to that voice clutching at his face. His eyes are just so heavy, they weigh him down. There isn't enough strength in him to pry them open before the voice gets louder, nails biting into the flesh of his face. It's the call of his name that makes his brain spike, heart stuttering in his chest as he fights through the dense fog in his thoughts. It's sticky and heavy, wet like sludge holding him back as he fights to the forefront; the name of that voice running away from him. He can feel the desire to simply give up settle on his shoulders, heavier and pressing as he claws toward that voice. Why was he so tired? Where was he? Questions rolled beneath his skin, mind beginning to drag itself closer to the surface as he hears that voice again followed by another. It's – it's Elena. Lighting strikes him. Burning through every nerve in his body he is on fire, pain chewing at each fiber of his being as his green eyes peel open weakly. 

There she is, hovered above him. It's visceral the memory that tears through him from head to toe, the recurring terror sinking into his chest as he envisions the gaping maw that had torn into his shoulder. Nerves snap as he remembers the way his skin felt being pried off his own body and bone, the free running blood that steals his heat away as it flees onto the asphalt. Mike can’t feel his left arm as it lays limp at his side, drenched in blood it looks fake. Like a halloween prop, but it isn't the steady growing pool beneath him stealing all his energy as he fights to keep looking at Elena. Her hands hold him desperately and he can feel it, the way every muscle and tendon in her delicate hands are taunt. It was always going to end, but never did he believe that he would be put in his fathers shoes once more. Lips part and air is sucked down into his drowning throat, the words he’s forming hasty and coated in thick blood. “ s’okay – e….elena. “

[soldierboys]

yall should watch this

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

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

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

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

[maycanady]

30 Days of Night (2007) dir. David Slade

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“ Look at how big that pumpkin is! “  to Emmett @insanislupus

 Dull amber eyes look up in the direction Jackie points, gaze landing on a huge orange pumpkin that sat lopsided. Emmett felt a grin stretch along his lips as the two walked closer, the gourd reminding him of an officer in town that was shaped rather similarly. Brows raise on his face as he bumps Jackie’s shoulder nodding to the pumpkin, “ You want it? I bet we could really carve it up. You’ve got the nails for it. “ The pumpkin patch is littered with a couple of families picking and chatting, none of which heard or paid attention to a single thing out of his mouth.

“ C’mon I’ll buy it for you even. “

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❛ you frustrate me incredibly. ❜ to Mike   @insanislupus

Green eyes widen as he looks at Jackie. Sandy brows rising on his forehead he gives a tight lipped smile, apologetic in nature entirely. Both hands raise as he steps back to give her space, voice light. “ Sorry about that. I’ve turned into my mother, hovering and all. “ He gives a sheepish smile before looking away, nails dragging against the column of his throat. That had become the story of his life hadn't it? He didn’t laugh as loud as he used to, didn’t relax like he used too – it’d become a chore to pretend to be normal again.

Clearing his throat and tucking one hand in his jacket he motions with the other, “ So what are you picking up from that anyway? “

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@s-unfleur sent from rose! : ❛ i know you better than you know yourself. ❜ / rosalie + emmett ! 

Her fingertips feel like sunlight. Trailed along his face he lays still as she traces his nose, lips, eyebrows, and chin. It never leaves him. The unbearable weight that he left them – that he abandoned his family; even if it wasn't his choice to do so.  He can hear his mothers sobs echo around his head like she sits in the room beside them, the heart shattering wail something that makes his still heart seize. He won't speak about it though, he never wants to. Rose had tried several times through the years to coax this confession out of his lips, to soothe whatever restless ache seared beneath his ribs. Emmett couldn’t admit that he was afraid; afraid that if he spoke of it – released his burden and pain that he would empty his wound and it would close. He didn’t want to forget so he clutched the pain to him, like a leech he let it feed off him with no intentions of removing the very thing that wounded him. 

She is capable of reaching through that brackish water and dragging him out of it, of ridding him of the black sludge that clung to his heart and mind. Tucked away in their room they rest together, she’d found him this way. Stretched across their bed with his honey colored eyes gazing at the ceiling. He isn't exactly sure when she slipped between him and the bed and rested his head in her lap, but now he stared up at her lovely face. Her question was soft at first, ❛ what's the matter? ❜ and without a second thought he’d force a smile to her. Lips curled in their corners as he tried to force his eyes to match the motion, his voice soft in response. “ I’m fine. “ There isn't an audible sigh from her chest but he can see it lift and fall, gaze averting her own as she speaks even softer to him. ❛ i know you better than you know yourself. ❜

Emmett's eyes shut as he truly does smile, the warmth returning to his voice. " I know. I'll be fine, I promise. "

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YALL aren’t prepared for me to talk about how much Emmett loved his family before turning and how hard it was for him to leave them.

[lookitsaworm]

Honestly can you imagine Edward asking Carlisle, Jasper and Emmett about sex.

It's extremely awkward but Carlisle just gives the average speech (incase Edward didn't know what it is because he's a repressed Victorian child) with extra "don't hold her too tight in case you crush her bones" and "don't rip out her throat" speeches for ✨drama✨ (because Carlisle is a slut for dramatics do not fight me on this, have you seen that scene in new moon when he's fixing Bella- he fucking planned that. I will accept no arguments)

Jasper is all southern and stuff and looks just a lil bit constipated but gives Edward a nice brotherly speech on how to not accidentally kill your wife.

Emmett, however, looks him dead in the eye, hands him an illustrated copy of the karma sutra and tells him to, and I quote, "Go eat pussy like a champ"

Edward however is a repressed virgin and has been for over 100 years so he prolly nutted as soon as Bella started taking her shirt off and he certainly did not eat pussy like a champ or find the clit.

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  enemies  to  lovers?  slow  burns?  say  no  more.  various  dialogue  prompts  for  all  your  hero  x  villain  ship  needs.  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ you can’t do this for me. i won’t let you. ❜

❛ it’s not for you. it’s not a favor. it’s the cruelest thing i could do. ❜

❛ i warn you. i’ll break your heart. ❜

❛ i know you better than you know yourself. ❜

❛ i’m replaceable. you’re not. ❜

❛ i hope to be the one you break your rules for. ❜

❛ why am i so fascinated by you? ❜

❛ when i watch the world burn, all i think about is you. ❜

❛ your hands are scarred from murder, and yet i trust them completely. ❜

❛ whatever you do. you’re still my family. ❜

❛ we could be the greatest team the world has ever seen. ❜

❛ how many times are we going to keep meeting like this? ❜

❛ i just wish i could protect you from everything. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ sleep. i’ll fight the bad dreams off if they come to get you. ❜

❛ you know, they’re going to use the things you love against you. ❜

❛ truth is, i didn’t expect to get this attached to you. ❜

❛ you frustrate me incredibly. ❜

❛ love me like my demons do. ❜

❛ thinking of you is a poison i drink often. ❜

❛ please don’t make me do this. ❜

❛ don’t do anything stupid until i get back. ❜

❛ you protect what you love. ❜

❛ my heart scares you and a gun doesn’t? ❜

❛ you bandaged my wound with one hand, and held a knife in the other. ❜

❛ you save everyone, but who saves you? ❜

❛ you kill me and you accomplish nothing. your world as you know it will end. ❜

❛ all we do together is make love or fight. ❜

❛ i love the way your eyes light up when someone says ‘it might be dangerous’. ❜

❛ when is a monster not a monster? when you love it. ❜

❛ it’s pathetic really, how much i hope it’s me and you in the end. ❜

❛ you were right. you break everything you touch. ❜

❛ i would destroy myself to fix you. ❜

❛ i’m not going to kill you. you don’t deserve that. ❜

❛ that’s how you want me, isn’t it? desperate, jealous, and willing to kill for you. ❜

❛ i’m sorry you’re afraid of being alone. ❜

❛ they made you into a weapon, and told you to find peace. ❜

❛ i wasn’t there for you when you needed me, and i’m sorry. ❜

❛ ‘all right’ is not a term anyone would use to describe you. ❜

❛ just like old times, huh? ❜

❛ then we fight. together. ❜

❛ oh, i’ve missed this! ❜

❛ i know you. you’re me. ❜

❛ i’ve seen who you are under the mask. ❜

❛ i should kill you. why can’t i kill you?! ❜

❛ i don’t know what i’d do if they hurt you. and that terrifies me. ❜

❛ the world doesn’t need someone like you. the world needs you. ❜

❛ bullet wounds don’t just miraculously heal overnight. ❜

❛ you were fighting to survive. i was fighting to win. ❜

❛ i wasn’t a person to you, i was a weapon, and you needed me to work. ❜

❛ you’re pulling your punches. ❜

❛ i wish things were different between us. ❜

❛ don’t scare me like that. i thought i lost you. ❜

❛ don’t you die on me. ❜

❛ you’re so bad at this. it’s cute. ❜

❛ they don’t know you like i know you. ❜

❛ i broke my rules for you. doesn’t that mean anything? ❜

❛ do you think i’d let anything happen to you? ❜

❛ if i told you about the darkness within me, would you still look at me as you are right now? ❜

[jennsens]

Jensen Ackles as Jake Gray in Devour

[arcanespillo-deactivated2025080]

DeVour

2005 Directed by David Winkler