There were way too many of them in town now for him to write off as just a small gathering of some mythical creatures. It was starting to look like some sort of invasion, and Adam was worried that he was in the center of it. Had he been found out? Were they all coming to be witnesses for the defence when they took him out? He kept trying to tell himself he was just being paranoid but was he though?
He was getting footage of one of these creatures and decided that was enough for the day when someone ran into him and knocked the camera out of his hands. Adam cringed at the sound of clattering, quickly kneeling to pick up his baby. “Shit,” he groaned, noticing the display on the side had almost completely broken off, only hanging on by a chord.
He was thinking about his current bank account and how much repairing it would cost when someone approached him.
Kate ambled along the trail, head ducked low, eyes tracing the blue light screen of the phone in her hands as her thumbs tapped incessantly. To all intents and purposes, she looked more human that the folk striding past her with walking poles and labradoodles on leashes. Kate was wholly, totally, extraordinarily…blending right in.
However, before she knew it, Kate was deeper into the woods than she meant to be. Not realising it until she had both feet planted firmly in a a long glade of ferns and poison ivy. With a roll of those honey suckle eyes, she slipped her phone into the back pocket of her jeans, DIY home start pintrest board forgotten, and put her hands on her hips.
Kate wasn’t lost. A vampire could never get lost. She just….wasn’t where she wanted to be.
“Fucking…god damn it.” came the flippant utter. This was not ideal.
Emmett was always careful to hunt as far away from people as possible. When he was in the thrill of the hunt, the last thing he wanted was someone to be in the wrong place at the wrong time; Emmett had made that mistake one time too many. He was running towards one of the usual hunting spots when he noticed a familiar blonde with a puzzled and annoyed look on her face.
Kate was always such a bro and a great wrestling partner, which were some of his favorite things about the Denalis coming to visit; he could only wrestle Jasper so many times before he needed a pallette cleanser.
“Ey, Kate!” he greeted, holding his arms out in a friendly and open greeting. “Whatcha doin’ out here lookin’ all sad and shit?”
it was raining — no , pouring — again. how many times a day did it rain in the godforsaken town ? had they magically shifted ground into england ? damn it. usually alec was unbothered by rain , but usually he was inside where it was dry and pleasant and there was no imminent threat to his expensive new clothes. the particular coat he was wearing that morning certainly did not need a soak so the red eyed vampire needed a place to shelter under , and quick. closest thing he could find ( without using vampire speed ) was the glass roof of a bus stop. grumbling curses under his breath , the volturi made his way towards the shelter. sadly he wasn’t there alone for too long as another body decided to invade his space. ❝ you’re on my foot. ❞ he stated matter-o-factly to the human who had popped up beside him. ❝ move , please. these shoes are expensive. ❞ ( @lwilighlmuses - adam )
Adam was, admittedly, not the most observant person when he was focusing on something else. Sure, he may had been hunting, in a way, these mystical humanoids running around Forks, but as he was watching some footage he had gotten of one of them, he neglected to notice another one right next to him, even to the point of stepping on him. “Oh, shit, sorry!” he said honestly, looking down to see if his sneakers had made any marks on the aforementioned expensive shoes; Adam was a college student, he wouldn’t be able to replace them.
And then he looked up to meet those semi-familiar red eyes. Adam hoped the fear wasn’t written all over his face, but he had never been that great of an actor. He quickly closed the screen on his video camera, not wanting the footage to be seen. “Sorry,” he repeated, hoping he would be able to get through this conversation without being caught.
bullet trotted eagerly beside him as they wandered the forest trail, enjoying the breeze that gently shuffled the trees around them. the peace and quiet was almost unsettling to him, as it was so at odds with what he was accustomed to. he could definitely get used to it though, he decided, watching his belgian malinois frolic through the leaves and underbrush. he couldn’t help but notice the wide space a random hiker gave them, and he sighed. ❝ he’s not aggressive, ❞ sila stated mildly, even though he was aware his seventy pound pure black dog certainly looked intimidating. bullet tilted his head inquisitively, tail wagging as he watched the patrons around them.
Despite what the other pack members might’ve said, Leah wasn’t completely heartless. She still cared about things like her brother and her tribe, as well as an appreciation and love for nature, which included animals.
Like the one wagging its tail at her right now.
Leah was only giving the dog a wide berth because she wanted to make sure she was being polite, not wanting to pet someone’s dog without their permission. She had a small smile on her face as she asked “Does that mean it’s okay to pet him?”
humming some song she couldn’t remember the name to under her breath, bella flitted around the shop, grateful for the distractions it offered. she liked her hands kept busy, as that tended to keep her mind somewhat busy as well. she was finally back on her feet, though it was still difficult to get up most mornings. she immediately banished that train of thought, focusing instead on the bouquet in her hand. the sound of the door chime was a relief - another distraction. ❝ welcome to the flower pot! ❞ she called, injecting as much cheer in her voice as she could muster.
Emmett had gone to college so many times that he had completely given up on trying to get a degree. He didn’t see the point in it. Why would he need a degree? To get a job, only to have to quit it once the family decided they needed to move? Sounded pointless, and boring. So, he simply took classes he liked to help pass the time, and to keep up the illusion of his family’s normality.
However, today’s class was boring, so he decided to skip and find something else to do.
He saw Bella through the window and smirked, walking in with an upward nod of his head. “Hey Bella,” he greeted, looking around the store as he spoke. “You can drop the formality’n shit, it’s only me.”
At home, the coast was an hour away and yet, Aro had not seen the sea in almost 100 years. Last he had, it had been blue as a summer sky and calm enough to allow children to wade out for a swim, a mile from shore. It was as blue as a fuzzy childhood memory, of skinny boyhood legs splashing through the Ionian and a scream of delight when he ducked low enough to see the schools of fish below the surface.
This ocean was different.
Drizzle landed in his hair and his eyelashes, soaking the taunt white skin of his eyelids. It was soft as a kiss, but cold as the grave. Here in Forks, the sea was grey and violent. It churned viciously and beat of the cliff sides like a boxer taking a punch. It was beautiful, in the way that forgotten Soviet cities were beautiful. Grey upon Grey, sharp edge upon sharp edge until it looked sweet enough to caress.
Aro loved it.
A cyan sea was fine, but Poseidon rarely visited those calm waters. It was here. on the wild coast of North America, that Aro found the old Gods, the Gods from his long dead human life, alive an well.
He closed his eyes and could feel the sea salt, sure as a kiss, on his lips when he licked them. Aro was far from home. He was far from his seat of power and further from the spies that guaranteed his safety in Italy. Yet he felt safe. He felt secure, on this horrible grey beach in the horrible mid west full of dog walkers and shape shifters.
He stared out along the coast, a lone black figure upon the cliff side, a Versace pea coat in black, a gift from his lady wife, whipped around Aros thighs and snapped like a whip in the wind. He cut an ominous figure in the dull morning, but none the less, remained a timeless and interesting one.
Adam always loved the beach, even on drab days like today. He just loved having the sand between his toes and the ocean lapping at his feet, pointing his camera out to the water for B-roll for his current project. Sure, this was a project about a bunch of mythical creatures of some type finding their way into Forks, but that meant he needed establishing shots of the setting, right?
And speaking of mythical creatures...
Adam was getting very good at being able to spot one of these things on sight. The pale skin, the red or yellow eyes, the insane hotness, it was now super easy for Adam to tune into. Like the one standing and looking at the ocean right now.
Adam tried to be subtle (a monumental task for the guy) and slowly turned his camera from the ocean to the other person on the beach, hoping to catch him in doing something strange or otherworldly.
With the flurry of returning home, Rachel had a lot on her plate. She’d had to reconnect with her family, been thrown into a surprising whirlwind romance, got told all the old legends were real, had to set up with work a remote position, all while trying to ignore the ghost of her mother that seemed to chase her every step. Needless to say, she hadn’t had much time to rekindle old friendships, but that had to change.
Even if one of her nearest and dearest friends didn’t seem the same as she had in high school.
Rachel had been there when Sam had broken Leah’s heart and Emily had played homewrecker. She’d done everything in her power to give the two the cold shoulder and support her friend. Yet, she hadn’t stuck around for long, leaving just a few months after the incident, when they all graduated, and she regret it - another thing to add to her guilty conscience.
But, she was back now. And while Rachel had a better understanding of what had happened - too good an understanding really, with an imprint of her own snapping into existence - she still wanted Leah to know that nothing had changed. Despite recognizing a shitty, unavoidable situation for a shitty, unavoidable situation, her heart was still on Leah’s side.
So, needless to say, she really wanted to reconnect with her old friend. Beyond pleased that Leah had agreed to meet, she grinned as she finally spotted the other woman. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in years, girly.” she joked, pulling the other girl into a tight hug. “Gosh, I missed you.” she murmured into Leah’s shoulder.
She was handling it, which is more than she could say for some other people she knew. She got up every day, did her rounds, did her part to protect her people from the random influx of leeches that had entered the area. She was stuck in her ex-boyfriend’s head, she literally couldn’t move on, so she was coping the best way she knew how; anger was easier than the hurt.
But now Rachel was back, and things looked a lot better than they had before.
For what felt like the first time in forever, a large, genuine smile exploded onto Leah’s face as she wrapped her arms around Rachel. “I missed you too,” she admitted. “So much.” She squeezed a little tighter and rocked them slightly back and forth before pulling away. “I’m so glad you’re back.”
Leah didn’t know how else to approach the whole ‘Rachel now knows everything because of the imprint’ thing without just outright asking, and so, she did. “How are you? Handling all this... new shit alright?”
* & – lee jooheon, cisgender male, he/him. it seems like emmett cullen has been seen around town, humming unstoppable by the score under their breath. apparently they are are a 20 / 106 year old gifted vampire. townsfolk whisper about them being fun-loving and humorous, but also flippant and blunt. they have the gift of advanced strength, have the occupation of student, and are a part of the olympic coven. ﴾ penned by mchales, 25, they/them, pst. ﴿
this intro took the longest cuz Emmett’s the one furthest from canon for me so strap in had to do a lot of research to be as historically accurate as possible, so if something’s wrong please feel free to message me and I’ll change it
Emmett’s parents immigrated from Korea to Hawaii in the first ship of immigrants from that country to make a better life.
They began working on a sugar plantation, barely making ends meat but still finding a way to get by. Emmett’s father, Choi Youngseung, was the hardest worker and smartest of the lowest level of employees at the plantation, slowly working his way up the ladder until he eventually became one of the heads of the company.
When the sugar cane company wanted to expand into the mainland, Youngseung was appointed to run the new facility in Louisiana.
He moved he and his wife to Louisiana and began work on the factory and had their first child, then another, and the third was baby Emmett. Knowing that they would be a minority in this area, they gave him two names, Kyoungyoon and Emmett.
Emmett was the youngest son with two older brothers and a baby sister, which led him to always wanting to prove himself to be as tough and manly as his brothers and protect his only younger sibling
at first, he was the smallest of the Choi clan, but then puberty hit him like a ton of bricks, shooting him up to 6′5″ and finally giving him the muscle mass he’d worked so hard for.
He spent his years working on the railroad with his brothers, their father insisting they work hard despite being relatively well off; Youngseung knew it was his work ethic that got him to where he was today, and wanted to instill that in his children.
Being both the youngest and middle son simultaneously, Emmett became a sort of black sheep of the family, going out, getting drunk and hooking up and gambling away his hard earned money rather than saving it (new money mentality)
he would always help to provide for his family by hunting, being better at it than either of his brothers. One day, while hunting, he was attacked by a large black bear (since grizzlies were never in the southern united states).
He would definitely have died if an angel hadn’t saved him, his Rosie
Now, he’s happily living with the Cullens, going to high school for another few years and now going to the community college. He never picks a major, he just picks the classes he likes and goes for it.
Anyone want to wrestle? He never turns down a challenge, ever
he unironically loves tiktok, though he did prefer vine when it was still a thing. Since he stays young forever, he’s always going to be up to date on memes and trends and dances. One of the only perks of staying in high school for so long
hes a very easy going, go with the flow kind of guy, but fuck with his family and you’re in trouble
* & – devery jacobs, cisgender female, she/her. it seems like leah clearwater has been seen around town, humming middle finger by bohnes under their breath. apparently they are a 25 year old shape-shifter. townsfolk whisper about them being loyal and determined, but also bitter and hot-headed. they have the occupation of unemployed, and are a member of the uley pack. ﴾ penned by mchales, 25, they/them, pst. ﴿
Leah was born and raised in La Push
growing up, she was always the spunky little tomboy preferring to play with the boys rather than the girls. She always got mad when any boys her age told her she couldn’t do something because she was a girl and would attempt to punch the sexism out of them (though she didn’t know thats exactly what she was attempting, she just wanted to punch them)
so yeah, you could say she’s always had a bit of a temper lol
though as she grew up and matured, she did settle down a bit, trading her childhood punches for snarky and/or sarcastic remarks at stupidity
she expanded her friend circles to include girls as she matured (possible WCs??), including her cousin Emily who she adored
WILL CHANGE ANYTHING THAT DOESNT WORK ONCE PLOTTING OCCURS
in high school, she started dating Sam Uley, and they were super in love, even planning on going to college together once Leah graduated
However, suddenly, he starts acting weird and starts trying to push her away. She does her best to be there for him and tries to help but nothing works.
Then he breaks up with her without a good reason, and Leah finds out its because he “fell in love” with her cousin and best friend. Her usually chill and relatively happy personality became harsher, colder, more hating of the world.
The more she saw Sam and Emily, the more angry she became. She thought it was just her constantly seeing them together and so happy, but when she snapped at her father, exploding into a grey wolf, she realized maybe that wasn’t the only reason her temper kept flaring up.
her shifting for the first time actually caused her father to have a heart attack and die, which she 100% blames herself for and is still mourning, only adding to her unpleasant outlook on life.
Now, she lives in Sam’s head and has to see and hear how much he prefers Emily over her and how much he’s moved on. A small part of her thinks that she wants to imprint just so she can have a magical cure all for her broken heart. But most of her believes that imprinting only hurts people, so she prays she never does or if (hopefully) she's incapable of it as a girl wolf.
She knows she’d be able to move on if she could just get some space from Sam, but because she has to help protect her people, she feels stuck.
She also discovered that her menstrual cycle has stopped since she started shifting. Sure, she wasn’t sure if she wanted children or not, but she wanted to be able to MAKE the decision, not be forced not to because of her shapeshifter body.
Now, she’s determined to stop as soon as possible.
She’s been taking yoga classes to try and calm her temper, as well as taking boxing classes in order to healthily take OUT her anger for when her breathing techniques don’t work.
She was doing really well and thought maybe she would be able to stop shifting until suddenly there are more and more leeches showing up in the area and she has to be there for her family, for her tribe, and for her pack.
* & – kang yuchan, cisgender male, he/him. it seems like adam park has been seen around town, humming crazy=genius by panic! at the disco under their breath. apparently they are a 19 year old gifted human. townsfolk whisper about them being friendly and clever, but also nosy and paranoid. they have the occupation of student, have the gift of healing touch, and they are aware of the supernatural. ﴾ penned by mchales, 25, they/them, pst. ﴿
that gif is very Ethan lol
born and raised in forks
was always a hyperactive kid, with a laugh larger than life and a smile that makes people wonder how his cheeks dont hurt afterwards
diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 9
he was always the kid running around and scraping his knees and hurting himself by being too enthusiastic in tag games. Whenever he fell, he would cover the wound with his hands like all kids did, but once he held it for around a minute, the scrape would almost look like it was a day or two old and healing up. He calls himself a fast healer, not realizing at all that he has a minor healing ability due to his being a gifted human.
was always obsessed with movies, would watch any he could get his hands on (even the horror ones, which his parents didn’t like)
grew up wanting to be a filmmaker. He started carrying around a handheld video camera in middle school and got a lot of shit for it but he just loved discovering cool shots and angles for b-roll footage for his MASTERPIECE of a film that he totally knows what its about he doesnt
About a year ago, he accidentally caught footage of one of the Cullens acting a little... strangely? when the sun came out on a day it was supposed to rain. Adam shrugged it off and kept going
but now that he’s noticed one Cullen acting strange, he’s noticed all of them do similar things, the strange eye color, the super pale skin, the aversion to sunlight
His love of horror movies has led him to think that the cullens are some sort of mythical creature, but he’s not sure whether vampires or some super smart zombies makes more sense
Now that more and more people who look like the Cullens have come to town, hes gone ito full conspiracy theorist mode, constantly looking over his shoulder and filming anyone with different colored eyes and pale skin (he pissed off a cosplayer because of this)
He used to be constantly working on little short films to send to film festivals but now? He’s trying to go full Sherlock and figure out what these people are and get enough proof to reveal it
WANTED PLOTS
Friends/best friend- he needs a human or two that he confides in and shows the evidence to
Vampires who are onto him- I’m fully intending for my sweet idiot to get caught by someone and get changed once they realize he has an ability and wants to bring him into their coven (honestly Volturi preferred but I’d be happy with anyone lol)
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