muse for noctisfm.
edward cullen. / / born in 1901. intro post.
penned by nicole ( 29, she / her )
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@vampedward
muse for noctisfm.
edward cullen. / / born in 1901. intro post.
penned by nicole ( 29, she / her )
unbeknownst to spencer, his thoughts are as often as loud and boisterous as his voice. currently, the seattle mariners are getting their asses handed to them. the game being on is really the only reason he's been able to be contained within the drab business meeting his wife had to skip out on. now free from the owner of a more posh port angeles sporting goods store, it's only a matter of time before the hooting and hollering is ringing in the ears of all within the establishment, rather than just edward.
with the younger man's eyes on him, he feels the need to say something as he finishes cleaning off his plate. ❝ the mariner's... always a disappointment, eh? but what can ya do? i didn't even root for the angels when i lived in california. ❞
televised sports were never something edward actively followed. watching humans play on a tiny screen was dull & boring and to heightened senses each play was in slow-mo. but he understood the inherent appeal, sports' most powerful context: the pinnacle of normalcy, the perfect tool for blending in. so caught in the act of staring a beat too long, edward plucked a thought from another bar attendee, a disgruntled one looking away from the television like it had personally offended him.
" pitcher's coasting, " he replied, like a parrot echoing an owner's words. words a bit too mechanical, as if you could tell he really didn't mean it. " too relaxed after being the newest trade. "
great. full of children again. the thought slid through charlie’s mind as he made his way toward the bar at tip and sip. the din of laughter and clinking glasses pressed around him, sharp against the quiet he sought. a prickle on the back of his neck told him he was being watched. he turned, meeting a pair of curious eyes. “everything all right there?” he asked, one brow lifting, a stern calm settling over his face.
if only charlie knew who the real oldest person in the room was. it's funny, and edward's always had a bad habit of showing amusement at thoughts only he could hear. it's a bright twinkle in his golden eyes, a slight upturn of the lips. but, it's a bad habit for a reason. especially now. in front of charlie swan. edward abuptly shook his head. " no, sir, " he hastened to reply. it felt incomplete, like he should straighten up and salute his girlfriend's father for fear of offending him otherwise. " everything's good here. " falling back to pleasantries was the safest bet. " hope it's all good at the station. "
❝ ⸻ they'll be here when they get here , ed . ❞ alice didn't need to read minds when it came to knowing what he was thinking and feeling . besides , alice was bein extra careful in her thoughts around him . if he knew the other person she was waiting for ... it won't be pretty . so all she thought about was waiting for one of the covens ... the amazon coven especially . ❝ come sit in front of me ... unless you have a date . no need to be secretive ❞ alice spoke under her breath , still if it made him feel more at ease .
alice hardly seemed bothered, though she rarely ever did. still, it managed to make him feel like he was overreacting. he sunk a little in his chair, the stubborn half of him wanting to stay put just to make a point. " it's not secretive, it's cautious, " he muttered. nevertheless, he moved to sit across from alice in her booth, feeling like a scolded child all the while.
the secondhand buzz of rowdy throughts from tipsy humans scattered throughout the bar mixed with his paranoia and the surprising direction of alice's thoughts. the amazon coven ? his brow furrowed. " i thought we were waiting for someone else? " confusion prompted a closer look into her mind, but edward recieved nothing but vivid images of the amazon coven.
edward & maggie ( @dusktied )
fellow lie detector, though the methods were different. maggie could directly sense the lie. edward waded through thoughts, picking out discrepancies. it was a useful trick, espcially now when the truth was more powerful than ever. " if i could just get my hands on one of the newborns, " he mused aloud. edward had not crossed paths with many newborns, but when he had, their thoughts were a CHAOTIC mess akin to spattered blood across a room. it was the intensity of new thirst, a type of one track mindedness clouded in crimson red. he'd never be able to get the truth out of them. maggie could. " we'd be able to find out who's changing them. "
edward & tanya ( @originalsuccubus )
" nice of you to join me in my neck of the woods, " edward grinned. it's more literal than ever. he crossed his arms, leaning back against a mossy tree. forks' fall roared in the background. " usually i'm the one running to you in alaska." it's meant to be teasing, but it comes out in a bit of a grumble. cowardly retreating to the denali coven was not a fact he was proud of, especially when the reason had been a girl of all things.
edward & alexandru ( @venomios )
the new faces in town had edward on edge — some were friendly, yes, but some were unpredictable, and a few were downright UNWANTED. the familiar face in the crowd is a lightning shock to the system, tightening his posture like he's preparing for battle. alexandru, someone he hadn't seen in decades. someone he would prefer to never see again. but, alexandru wasn't the type of person you could just ignore — who knew what the IMMORAL vampire could get up to if edward didn't intervene.
" what brings you to this part of the pacific? " edward asked in lieu of a traditional greeting as he approached the man. it was an attempt at casual, but edward's words were always sharp.
other's thoughts were a constant underlying buzz. it was only through practiced self-control that he managed to quiet the background noise. some thoughts, however, were still TOO LOUD to silence:
[ insert your character's thought here ]
unbidden, edward's eyes flickered to the source of the words.
LOCATION : tip & sip .
The future always depends on what people do today ... it is why , it is always changing . Never linear . Alice was waiting for the past month . it was taking them so long but alice was a patient woman . After all , she only waited for JASPER for 28 YEARS ... & It was worth the wait . ❝ ⸻ feel free to sit . I've just been here a while . ❞ alice chirped up as she drank her ICE TEA , knowing that was quite the understatement considering she had specifically and personally reserve that table for the past month .
edward slid into a different booth behind alice, facing away from her. nevertheless, he still spoke to her, under his breath. " shouldn't they be here already ? " yes, of course, the future was fickle, but he was impatient. especially in the wake of the CARNAGE at forks' doorstep. a nomadic vampire was a prime target, the type of presence that could make or break them. it was simple, the cullens needed their cooperation, an alliance of sorts.
*insert cringe twilight quote here*
intro under the cut. please like if you want to plot!
THE TWILIGHT SAGA: ECLIPSE 2010, dir. David Slade