Alice Cullen.

Some things are more certain than others… like the weather. People are harder. I only see the course they’re on while they’re on it. Once they change their minds — make a new decision, no matter how small — the whole future shifts. ・・・ private, indie and selective ALICE CULLEN of the TWILIGHT SAGA by Stephenie Meyer. canon divergent. ・・・ loved by Mimi. 21+. GMT+1. #overseesall

[emptyhourglasses]

“For the first time in almost a century I felt hope.”

[thosekoreans]

to all the jalice fans <3

[stupidlamb-s]

[violent--delights--violent--ends]

Jailce au | twilight saga

[felicitykings]

“He was trying to be everywhere at once,“ the redhead told the human. "Trying to make sure Alice had nothing to do, actually.” He shook his head as he looked at the tiny blackhaired girl. “Alice doesn‘t need anyone‘s help.” The vampire named Alice shot a glare at Jasper. “Overprotective fool,” she said in her clear soprano voice. Jasper met her stare with a half smile, seeming to forget for a second that I existed.  -  [original poem]

[dear-indies]

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[shieldofrohan]

The Twilight Saga + Fantasy AU 

…in a kingdom under the rule of King Carlisle and Queen Esme, Bella is the daughter of Head Guard of the City. 

Edward is a  wandering minstrel who falls in love with Bella. Their daughter Renesmee borns but Alice The Witch warns them about the prophecy which says she will be doom of Volturi the Tyrant Kings of far lands . 

Volturi learns about the prophecy and they start to search for the girl. Bella and Edward come to Alice for help and the Witch suggests them to give the child away for her protection. Witch gives the child to her loyal guard Jasper to find a couple for taking care of the girl. Jasper finds the hunter couple Emmett and Rosalie and gives the child to them. Renesmee grows up with them without knowing her real family and her fate… — 

[brontes]

◊ the cullens: mary alice brandon cullen

“I have forseen…” My name was Mary Alice Brandon. I had a little sister named Cynthia. Her daughter—my niece—is still alive in Biloxi… I went through all the old newspapers on microfiche. My family wasn’t mentioned often; they weren’t part of the social circle that made the papers. My parents’ engagement was there, and Cynthia’s. My birth was announced… and my death. I found my grave. I also filched my admissions sheets from the old asylum archives. The date on the admission and the date on my tombstone are the same.