Being 13 Years Apart, Didyme And Aro Had Never Really Experienced Needing To Share Much With Each Other.

ANYA TAYLOR-JOY as ALEXANDRA 'SANDIE' COLLINS  ↴ Last Night in Soho (2021) dir. Edgar Wright

ANSWERED ASK - ROSALIE

@wastheheart asked "you can find me when you need me. " (for rosalie?)

"Do you want me to need you?" Rosalie knows she shouldn't hold so much bite in her tone. The woman - she thinks Carlisle had introduced her as Esme - was likely only trying to help her adjust. But how did one adjust to finding out she'd been saved from a terrible death only to become...whatever THIS was?

Perhaps that isn't what she's angry at; it was true these strange creatures had saved her from death. But she had still endured a fate that felt worse than it beforehand. Now not even the peaceful embrace of darkness could one day save her from reliving those memories. The newborn supposed she did have one question that needed answering from the other woman "Why do you and Carlisle not kill humans? Don't you think sometimes they deserve it?"

just remembered I was an active contributor to the twilight wiki when I was like 15 so there’s some mun lore for you tonight

“I brought you something to eat.” They needed to be somewhat alive if they were to be valuable to her father’s experiment. The hybrid takes a steps back from the cage, large eyes cautiously surveying the captive.

context: serena’s father, joham, is a vampire scientist set on making more hybrids but also on how to further “improve” the vampire species. he will periodically conduct experiments on humans, other supernatural creatures or other vampires to test these hypothesis.

open to: anyone

Sydney Sweeney x The Washington Post. (2022)

rosalie with carlisle and edward

i honestly prefer to kick a man when hes down. its the easiest time to do it

they come to drink they come to dance to sacrifice a HUMAN HEART

RULES | MUSES | STARTERS

Hands fold delicately beneath her chin, large brown doe eyes watching with interest as he takes her in. Likely trying to figure her out. They all did it, humans and vampires alike. She didn't fit into their definable boxes that separated them from one another. Humans knew - without always knowing how or why - that she was different. Vampires often wondered the nature of her fluttering heartbeat. How she smelt like them yet with something alive inside. Serena often wondered that part herself, how something so unnatural had the capacity to be born just like a human. It didn't become any easier, watching her siblings births. Perhaps that was why she liked to drink, to forget.

Though it seemed she would have a harder time convincing this one to grant her every whim. Human bartenders, human men especially, were easy. Malleable, so single minded that the mere thought of getting close to a creature like her had them falling over themselves to please her. It did become a little boring after a time. She didn't so mind the challenge or being levelled with. Head tilts ever so slightly as she takes him in this time, wondering just how old he was. His smile playful but his eyes told a deeper story that have her leaning closer to try and drink them in. "I heard you, but I was hoping you might make an exception." She pouts, before shrugging and leaning back.

Turning to take in the place properly before turning back to him, she raises a brow. "Not a very good business model, this. You could be bringing in some other types of clientele." Leaning down beside the bar, Serena picks up what looks like some sort of jewelry piece adorned with an upside down cross scattered in tacky, fake red diamonds in the shape of blood drops. "Ones who aren't children playing make believe."

Malakai watched her approach from his peripheral while he continued his task of cleaning the night's used glasses. When she took a seat, he slid a glass into place and dropped his towel on the counter. His hands found resting places on the edge of the sink. Now he looked at her. Really looked at her, not just the glance he gave her when she'd walked in.

There was a slight narrowing of his eyes and his nose twitched ever so slightly. For a moment, he considered turning her out. He didn't care about the bills she pushed across the counter, the register was already closed and shut down for the night. It was one of the first things he did after the last patron had filtered out of the club. But he'd be lying if he said he hadn't been intrigued by her the moment she sat down. Something was different. Not quite human, not quite vampire. An amused smile spread across his lips. "Did you miss the part where I said last call already happened?" he teased lightly.

One hand lifted to motion around the silent club. The overhead lights were on, but the colorful dance floor lights, the stage's spotlights, and the LED strips that helped contribute to the atmosphere during operating hours had been shut off. "In case you didn't notice, we're not exactly open for business." That same teasing tone lingered in his voice, and he made no effort to tell her she had to leave. At least not yet.

FDTD Appreciation Week

day five - a story arc or character development: Kisa’s season two arc.

                  Vengeance might be a prison, but it’s my prison.