#carlisle.

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carlisle was afraid of very little. the thing he feared the most was losing his children, his family, and he did not take kindly to threats against them. but crowley wasn't a threat. in theory, sure, but not in practice. as long as carlisle had known him, the demon hadn't so much as hinted at hurting him or any of those he cared about. as much as crowley liked to act as if he was some evil entity, the vampire saw far through that. being born one thing does not define you. carlisle should know - his rebirth had left him with fangs and a thirst for blood, but he tried to be kind and compassionate every single day. eyes move up to meet crowley's, a near gentle grin on his lips, eyes crinkling slightly at the corners. 'you don't have to act like that. not with me,' @n1atruc.

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( CHARLIE SWAN ): I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD, IS BELLA OKAY? this situation wasn't ideal. carlisle had made his duty to ensure the safety of his family, in every aspect of their lives. it was of the utmost importance that no one ever found out what they are. that was becoming increasingly difficult with whatever connection his son was beginning to feel for this human. carlisle supposed he would have done the same thing, should he have seen a car coming towards something so fragile. it simply was an inconvenience that it was in the middle of the day, where everyone could see. going over the notes on his clipboard, golden eyes glance up at charlie, the doctor straightening and giveng a comforting smile. ' she's fine, charlie. i've checked all of her vitals. she doesn't have a concussion, but she is still a bit shaken up, ' carlisle lowers the pages in his hands, giving his full attention to charlie. ' i can take you to her now, if you'd like, ' @murkyhazed.

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ARMAND: LOOK WHAT YOU'RE IGNORING.

he doesn't want to look. his instinct was to run, back to the church, back to its safety. everything his father had taught him - the hatred toward these creatures that lurk in the dark, who toe the line between life and death - was questioned in carlisle's mind as he stood beside armand, the vampire he had been hunting for months. as reluctant as the priest is to gaze upon what he's been stalking and killing for over a decade, carlisle forces himself to lay eyes upon the beings he had been taught to hate. not killing or maiming, but living. a group of vampires that have tried their bet to blend into their surroundings. could there be such a thing as a good monster? carlisle shook his head, hand clutching tightly to blade at his waist. 'why are you showing me this?' carlisle finally inquires, glancing at armand, brow furrowed in confusion. he does not enjoy the contradiction that now seems to squeeze his heart. 'my father hunted monsters as i do, and my son, should i ever have one, will do the same,' hesitation can be heard in his words, ambivalence inching toward the opposite direction. 'this will not change my mind,' but he doesn't sound so sure. @lamourstre.

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he's no stranger to collecting strays, so to speak. his children are his own, whether or not they came from him. he'd found star wandering. lost, maybe, in a new place, somewhere she didn't know how she ended up in. he'd approached her delicately, showing her that he meant her no harm, offering his home to her with open arms. of course she had been reluctant, carlisle couldn't blame her for that. but he remained kind, bringing her animals to feed on, showing her as much compassion as she would allow him to. 'where did you come from?' he finally asks, sitting back in his seat, giving star the space she clearly still needed. 'did you travel a long way? i only ask because you seem unfamiliar with the area,' @pierprincess.

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'i would never tell you how to parent bella, charlie,' carlisle has arrived back at his seat across from the other man, in his hand a bottle of wine which he intends to share, though consuming it himself would hardly do a thing. 'there are many different ways to form a relationship with a child, and i believe you to be doing well. more than well - you seem to me a great father,' friendly grin is given to the sheriff as carlisle pops the cork. 'if there is any way i can be of assistance, be it with advice or otherwise, i'm happy to do so. i know you've had your reservations about my family. i only hope our conversation will smooth things over a bit,' he holds up the bottle. 'would you like a glass?' @prefrcntal.

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tag drop five ; literature.

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Carlisle Cullen was born in London sometime in 1640. He is the second husband of Esme Cullen & the adoptive father of Alice, Bella, Edward, Emmett Cullen & Jasper and Rosalie Hale. He is the founder of the Olympic Coven. Unable to come to terms with murder he found that he could survive off animal blood and he considered this much more humane than drinking the blood of a human. During these first two centuries, Carlisle studied at night, becoming a “nighttime patron of the arts.” As a result of his meticulous studying, Carlisle was able to become a brilliant doctor. After living with the Volturi for two decades, Carlisle moved on to the New World, where he became a doctor and used his skills to help people.

Carlisle’s most prominent personality trait is his compassion, which is what prompted him to practice his diet on animal blood and use his capabilities to help people in need instead of killing them. His peaceful and accepting nature has allowed him to make many friends, ranging from fellow vampires to humans and even werewolves, over the centuries.

Currently, Carlisle is working as a resident physician at the hospital in Forks, Washington, where he resides with his family.

Plots with Carlisle can be found here.