#carisle

[ginwhitlock]

I think everytime I write Carlisle’s name I write it a different way.

[briarlovesclara]

powers i’d want from series/ media i enjoy/ have enjoyed (and what parts i’d want):

The Umbrella Academy: 5′s power; space travel 

Encanto: Isabela’s power; natural manipulation of nonsentient but living organisms

Twilight: n/a or Carisle’s power; compassion and self control

MCU (I don’t watch this actually but): Spiderman; specifically Tom Holland’s Spiderman’s powers (least hassle best overall net gain)

Harry Potter: proficiency in charms; good for everyday usage

Origins SMP: Elytran in real life, Inchling in game; flight, more effective sizing

Disney: Elsa’s powers; creating matter is really cool

Three Dark Crowns: elemental, proficiency in fire (or water); emotional based and fun (or just for fun with water and helping with things) (mira’s powers would be snazzy too but)

All The Stars and Teeth: i WISH i could remember the names but the ones that control the earth n stuff. that’s cool

[tracle0]

Not pictured: half a dozen sketches in my sketchbook as I try and get a handle on his Vibe 

also not pictured: the three seperate times I wanted to break my laptop in half when it refused to work 

@polyacery here’s some goldfinches 

[wally-b-feed]

Anthony Fineran (B 1981), 'Carlisle Hoagie Salty', 2025

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[nessiescorner-blog]

Moving Too Fast...Or Maybe I'm not Moving Fast Enough

So this week has been bonkers, like really insane. We moved to Hanover and even though my parents promised lots of togetherness, like two days later both my Daddy and my Granddaddy left and my Mom and Grandma just looked worried all the time. So I know from jump them telling me they had to go back to Forks and Chicago wasn't what was really going on and it made me really upset that they wouldn't tell me what was really going on, but I guess I should be used to that by now, I always get left out. So I was super surprised when they came back and Uncle Emmett and Auntie Rose were with them. Like seriously why not just TELL me they went to bring them back home, that's not something to be worried about! But I guess it wasn't that simple. My Uncle Emmett had a slip-up and he accidently killed a human. I think he thought I was going to be upset with him, but I'm not. I think its bad he ate the lady but he didn't mean to...well I mean he wasn't doing it cause he was being mean he was just really hungry I guess. I dunno...I think everybody else has been plenty hard enough on him already and as long he still gives the bestest bear hugs ever, and will blow up the microwave with me then he'll always be my favoritest Uncle ever!

But that's not even the really crazy part of my week believe it or not. I haven't really hid that I'm not happy in Hanover...I haven't been happy since everything with Jake, but I had hoped maybe being with my family would help, but honestly they've just been making me feel worse about everything. Every time I try to talk to my Daddy about my feelings about anything he just runs off, and my mom tries really hard to make me feel better but I know how worried she gets when my Daddy isn't home and it makes me feel bad cause he's always running off because of me and its my fault she's sad. But anyways she took me to visit Dartmouth since my parents promised I could start college and something insane happened. She went to get my enrollment forms and while she was gone I got to sit in the student center. I wasn't bothering anyone, but this boy came over to talk to me. His name is Dylan and he seems to think I'm like really cute. He kept telling me I was a babe and stuff. It was kind of weird for me as I don't really spend much time with people that aren't my family, but it was nice to have someone want to be my friend and it makes school a little less scary. Being honest I think college might be a little overwhelming, but I'm excited to try and since Dylan seems so keen on being my friend it might not be so bad. 

Anyways it was the next day everyone came back and I found out that basically my whole house had been lying to me. I can't say I'm really that happy with anybody at home. I mean I already feel like they don't want me around cause I'm sad, but then to just leave me out of everything hurt me even more. I think Dylan might have a 6th sense or something because he asked me to coffee right when I really needed to get out of the house. He was really nice when I got to Starbucks and he even invited me to one of his photo shoots- he's a model did i mention that before? It was cool to get to see the studio and all. I think I want to do something with photography so I can do fun photos for my Auntie Alice's designs someday...and I still get to be pre-med...i think I want to be a doctor like my daddy and my granddaddy, but I haven't really told anyone about that yet. Not that my Daddy will care because when he burst in my room this morning yelling about Dylan being in his underpants he didn't really seem interested in anything other than making me feel bad for going with him to the photo shoot and more or less say I'm a floozy girl for enjoying it. Sorry Daddy I like abs what can I say. I tried to look away from him. It wasn't my fault that's what he was shooting in that day. 

I know I shouldn't have but I was so upset I texted Dylan and asked if I could visit him at school. My Daddy had actually grounded me, but I couldn't be in the house anymore. But in truth it broke my heart to disobey them cause I know they're gonna be mad at me...well they are mad at me. My daddy won't even talk to me and I don't know what to do about it and since everyone else probably hates me for telling them they hurt my feelings, Dylan is the only person I have to talk to. He was really sweet about everything, he didn't even get upset i showed up in tears and I didn't look very cute. He literally kissed all my tears away, and at first it was really nice. But after I stopped crying and stuff it got umm...a little strange...maybe is the word. Like we were still kissing but he put his hand up my dress and put my hand up his shirt. It scared me a little to have a guy be so handsy with me. Jake never did stuff like that with me...but then again Jake isn't as good a kisser as Dylan is, but I still wasn't very comfortable. I wasn't comfortable at all actually and I asked him to stop. I felt really bad because he said the only reason he got so carried away was because I made him feel good. 

I'm not really sure how dating works when its not someone that imprints on you, but I'm really worried if I don't do like what Dylan wants he'll leave me and I don't want anyone else to leave me. I'm barely hanging in as it is now and if Dylan goes away I really will be on my own since my whole house is mad at me. But I don't think I'm all the way ready to like do all this grown up smexy stuff that my parents always make us skip over in the movies. I guess it doesn't matter if I'm ready or not though...I'm in college I gotta grow up sometime right? I guess I"ll see how it goes, for now I'm really glad I have one friend in Hanover...maybe someday my Daddy will see he's all wrong about Dylan...or maybe not I guess I'll just have to wait it out and see

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A Twilight fan fiction - all human - for Carlisle/Bella shippers.

This story is the best I've ever read about this couple. It's romantic, tormented, passionate, sexy and heart breaking. 18 chapters - and it's not finished yet.

An excerpt from the Prologue:

He tipped his head to the side, sympathy and longing clearly written all over his face. This wasn't easy on either of us. I parted my lips, letting the breath of air I was holding break free. His fingers twitched against my cheek, and I knew he wanted my mouth. I leaned forward just to be closer, just to catch a scent of his body or maybe even his sweet breath. It wasn't close enough. It never was.

I watched his chest rise and fall rapidly, light blue wrinkling and expanding in the exertion. He made a small moaning sound in the back of his throat, and I knew he would speak then. Anything he said to me would be devastating, and yet I craved it so.

His thumb slid along my bottom lip as I shamelessly released my tongue for a taste of his salty skin. His breath caught and his eyes fluttered closed. "I can't do this anymore, Bella."

"Can't do what?" My voice was nothing more than frost along the grass as I fixed my eyes into his crystal blue.

His thumb slid over my lip once more, moving it forward and dipping in to feel the wetness of my mouth. His eyelids began to sag as he ran his finger back and forth along the wet skin behind my lip. "Be without you. It's done…tonight. I'm telling her tonight."