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Came across this on TikTok - if Carlisle was cool and not so Mormon.

The causal pan to Esme is just brilliant 🤩

Anyway here’s the creators link - I couldn’t think of a better way to do it… I’m useless!

#carlisle cullen #esme cullen #the cullens #twilight #fuck me this is brilliant #can I approach the bitch… can I approach the bench #esme obs changes carlisle’s name to a k when it’s kink time #I’m a midwife not a technology person

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4 sure ✔️

💯

Ding ding ding 🛎️

I don’t know why it didn’t occur to me until just now that despite our fandom wondering about why the Cullen kids, who look way too old, and would be way too bored, and way too thirsty, were written to attend high school, and the general Doylist agreement that this was to make the series YA and keep a 17-year-old protagonist, this actually has a perfectly in-canon explanation.

Carlisle works nights. Twipires canonically really enjoy sex. If the kids are all in school, guess who’re always gone when he gets home? 😘

#twilight #carlisle cullen #esme cullen #vamp parents #but they did and i’m pleased

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Stop… I may have laughed way too hard at this.

#twilight #esme cullen #edward cullen

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It’s just so damn erotic - the way he grips her hair and doesn’t let go, eurgh the lick of his lips.

Maybe this is why she never had this wig again. PFach gripped to hard and ruined it… and you know what… that headcanon makes Esme’s hair in the other films easier to live with…

Esme was close enough to death that they didn’t even bother taking her to the emergency room—they took her right around to the morgue. Her heart was still beating, though, when Carlisle found her…

#the twilight saga #esme cullen #carlisle cullen #all of this.... was not necessary...... they did not have to go so fuckin hard.... #but they did and I’m pleased #ok sir please let me #the grip this man has on me #elizabeth reaser

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🫶👍🙌🍾🥂🙌

Oh my goodness- Elizabeth Reaser looks divine! She got married!!!!! I have lots to say about one photo in particular that’s giving dreamy vibes

For some reason the link to the article isn’t working sooooooo…… I’ll post it later

#read the link #so precious #the best wedding #this is what life is about #every caption under all the pictures! #she should be protected at every opportunity

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Oh my goodness- Elizabeth Reaser looks divine! She got married!!!!! I have lots to say about one photo in particular that’s giving dreamy vibes

For some reason the link to the article isn’t working sooooooo…… I’ll post it later

#elizabeth reaser #wedding #italy #vogue magazine #beautiful #esme cullen

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Ma’am I’m guilty

self care is going through the esme cullen tag

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I’m voting for Salem to be the Cullens cat! Imagine it…

Salem not standing for Edwards moods, and flat out teasing him.

Salem and Esme in the kitchen, discussing the others over Salem’s pancakes

Salem outshining Carlisle with his own random medical knowledge

Salem giving Rose all the attention she deserves and being her biggest cheerleader (he would have a crush on her)

Salem and Jasper generally just sparring with each other

Salem causing all sorts of mischief with Emmett, the prank war of 2022 will always go down in history. Esme still won’t allow custard in the house

And poor Alice gave up trying to work out what Salem would do next. It got way too tiring 😂

Salem Saberhagen + Outfits

#sabrina the teenage witch #twilight #the cullens #Edward Cullen #Esme Cullen #carlisle cullen

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NEW IDEA

Hear me out… it’s the old west. Esme owns a saloon and Carlisle is a cowboy… she’s known as the cold one.

She didn’t notice him at first, which was strange because she noticed everything from her perch in the saloon. Maybe it was because it was packed full in there, hazy in the late afternoon sun and pipe smoke. Her role was to notice everything, she looked after her girls and believe me it was a full time job. The wild men and outlaws of the old west were chancers, often found grabbing at her saloon girls, being too handsy (unless invited) often earns them a firm ice cold grasp from the saloon mistress, Miss Esme.

She was known as the cold one, she was well known in the settlement for her party trick that involved chilling bottles of liquor between her breasts then pouring the liquor into the wanting cowboys open mouths. No-one dared confront her about it. She seemed to spellbind the dusty men with her dark red eyes who blindly did what she wanted.

The saloon was known to have an odd feel but had the best girls, tastiest liquor and private meeting areas for not so legal trades. The sheriffs of the settlement often were found under Esme’s spell waiting for her approval, she held the real power in the courthouse, which she used to her advantage when she fed on travelling salesmen.

Carlisle had entered the saloon, pulling off the handkerchief off his face, in the haze of the late afternoon, his wide brimmed hat protected his neck from the sun, and he was covered head to toe in a leather and denim mix.

He took in the crowd searching for her. The mysterious cold one he had heard tales about around nomad campfires. His eyes scanned the open floor, the intense card games, the saloon girls delivering drinks to the red faced cowboys, the piano man playing to the side, the barman intensely chewing on tobacco and the giggling girls leading men upstairs to the balcony with room doors overlooking the saloon.

Carlisle had been on the lonely road a long time, and couldn’t help his eyes roam over a young women’s body as she approached him, her smile almost distracting him from the corseted swell of her breasts spilling over the top of her bustiers. He tipped his hat and smiled at her, brushing her off as she tried to talk to him. She was very much alive and not the pale cold one he wanted.

I just wrote this and can’t work out if I want him to be a vampire or human.

I equally can’t work out if I want Esme to love him or kill him

Too many options…

#esme cullen #carlisle cullen #twilight #cowboy au #HELP ME #carlisle x esme

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Omg deep diving and found this gem!

Just f*cking perfection

Has Esme ever dreesed up as a sexy nurse for Carlisle?

#esme cullen #twilight #carlesme #carlisle x esme #I cannot #the innocent - oh I don’t know what you are talking about

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Carnie approached Esme from behind. She walked slowly, her heels clicking on the wooden floor, taking in her lovers form. She was sinfully beautiful laying on her side, facing the window, listening to the record player. The curve of her hip in stark contrast with the dip of her waist was inviting, Carnie loved to run her hands along Esme naked skin there. Her curves were wonderfully soft yet angular in nature.

Carnie, did not want to go out tonight, she did not want to stand in a room full of men whilst they filled the room in a thick cigarette smoke haze. She did not want to listen to them boast about their disdain of women in medicine, or their superiority. No, she wanted to stay with her sweet Esme and explore her body as they had that afternoon.

As she stood behind her lover, Esme turned and reached her hand out towards her, always needing that connection. They couldn’t help it, a gentle caress, a firmer squeeze, a heavy palm through clothes on curves. It was their love language - plain and simple. When Esme’s hand touched her arm Carnie felt longing to never leave her side. She huffed as Esme smiled up at her lovers grumpy face.

“Darling, you are stunning, but why such the long face?” Her voice was sweet and gentle, with a hint of concern. Carnie’s eyes flicked down towards Esme’s pink button down that was scandalously open revealing her bra. How she wanted to reach out and trace the lace that covered Esme’s breasts.

“I don’t want to go” Carnie simply replied.

“But you must. Show those men you deserve to be there” Esme began to sit up and turn towards Carnie, winding her fingers together. “Only 14,000 women are doctors here, and you are on of them. We need people like you”

Carnie smiled down at Esme, and brought Esme’s hand up to her lips. Gently inhaling her scent as she pressed a feather light kiss to her delicate fingers.

“I wish you could come with me, my love” Carnie longed for Esme to be there with her. She wanted to show her off, she wanted to hold her hand and introduce her to the world as her wife.

“I think that would be a step too far and may cause some problems for us” Esme hated that she was known as Carnies cousin. She wished she could be known as her wife. “Besides, the doctors at your hospital have only just gotten over the fact you dare to be a woman”

Carnie chuckled gently down at Esme “I think it may give them all strokes if they found out my face was deep between your legs this afternoon”

Carnie watched as her lover squirmed on the bench at the erotic reminder of their afternoon activities. Esme’s hands let go and found Carnie’s hips. Carnie’s eyes closed shut as she felt Esme’s delicate fingers work down towards the hem of her dress, slipping underneath gently, swiping at the soft skin hidden beneath the red fabric.

“I’d bet my bottom dollar they wouldn’t be able to handle it” Esme said as she pulled her fingers away and stood up in front of her wife. “They definitely wouldn’t be able to handle the way you cry out for more or whisper my name when we kiss” Esme gently placed her lips on Carnie’s jaw, and left a soft kiss there before pressing her lips to Carnie’s bare shoulder.

And as if on cue, a deep growled whisper left Carnie’s lips “oh Essssme”. Carnie felt a warmth spread through her that ended low in her body.

“Mmmm, I can barely handle it. Or you in this dress for that matter”

“Please come with me tonight” Carnie pleaded, stepping back from Esme.

“I can’t and you know it. I simply wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you and that would not help your case”

“I won’t be late” Carnie promised.

“I’ll be waiting here for you, thinking of you in this dress”

“You really like it huh?” Carnie smiled, as she turned for Esme.

“I really do. It looks sensational on you but would look even better pushed up round your hips or even better on the floor”

“Mmm, I really must be off and I don’t want to be late home especially to see how my dress will end up”

“I’m worried that the men may like your dress as much as I.” Esme’s brow furrowed slightly as she worried for her wife “Please be careful my love”

Carnie smiled gently and said “I prefer girls” which made Esme laugh, erasing the tension held in her forehead.

“Mmm so do I” Esme laughed and pulled Carnie close. “Now, you simply must go before I never let you go” They parted ways with a gentle kiss and a searing promise to the floor to receive a dress later upon Carnie’s return.

#esme cullen #twilight #Carnie Cullen #lesbians have the best sex #these two #the cullens

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Wish Elizabeth had been there - but she’s hanging out with Pedro now 🥰🥰

Wonder if they missed her?

Love them❤️

#twilight #the cullens #she’s winning at life #Peter doesn’t deserve Elizabeth anyway #she’s the best

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Stoooppp pure perfection!

I’m a lil sleep deprived so bear with me...

What if Carlisle, knowing Bella’s pregnancy was going to delay her transformation, just like... TOLD Aro so they wouldn’t get all antsy and violent???

Like “hey, we’re keeping our promise, but something CRAZY is happening. Like, Aro, we to way back, I have NEVER seen shit like this before. Here’s a pic from their wedding literally last month, now look how fucked up she is”

Stay with me... what if the Volturi came to bear witness to this insanity, and upon Renemenene’s birth became the gifted lil miracle baby’s godfathers.

#twilight #volturi #carlisle cullen #look how cute they are in their little fairy outfits

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Yo - do y’all remember when shit was going down in BD part 2

And the Olympic Coven were disbanding to travel worldwide to round up friends to bear witness to rikitiki growing up?

Well… I can’t stop thinking about how in all that chaos of travel arrangements, passport grabbing, planning and general fear of the Voltori bashing their door down

Queen Esme Says… at least we get to go to London again!

(Or something along those lines) She was just planning a trip with her love - without a care in the world! What are her plans in London? A quick trip to the globe? London eye? Big Ben?

#esme cullen #carlisle cullen #twilight #oh my - imagine them on an open top bus #at least we get to go to London again! #miss… it’s not a sightseeing trip. - your family is on the line #esme obs changes carlisle’s name to a k when it’s kink time #Carlisle bringing a empty suitcase for the m&m merch from Leicester Square

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As much as I love Carlsme - I think this is cool 😎

In my little bi way I’m realising I support anything that Esme does a little too hard but it is inconceivable to me that Carlisle would ever leave or think about anyone other than Esme. That shit gets me angry 🫠

in my mind, esme left carlisle’s weird vampire cult after 100+ years of being just a house wife that no one in her family really cared about, she became an actress, met lucien and her life is way more interesting now <3

#the uninvited #elizabeth reaser #pedro pascal #esme cullen #carlesme #make it make sense

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The way Liz looks - is how I feel when I looked at my notifications and saw people interacting with my ideas! 💡 thank you so much. I really appreciate it 🥰🥰 and I see you.

I really want to write the human to vampire FF and do it justice - I am in love. I have visions of it being a novel 😂 so if someone could write it for me that’ll be great xxx

#twilight #esme cullen #carlesme #carlisle cullen #thank you #I’m so pleased someone has read it

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I have another idea I can’t stop thinking about

Carlisle and Esme are both human, married and in love (obs). After 4 years of trying for a baby they fall pregnant and are so desperately overjoyed. But 2 weeks later Carlisle ends up being attacked on the way home from work. He stops to assist a broken down car. However when he approaches approached the car he disturbs a vampire who was feeding on the driver. Carlisle tries to run but is bitten waking up three days later alone and thirsty….

All he can think about is Esme and his thirst. The two go hand in hand. He wants to get back to her but every time he moves closer to civilisation he wants to feed on human blood, so he retreats back into the forest, disgusted with himself. He was a doctor in his previous life, wanting to help people and how he was the opposite.

Esme is obviously beside herself. She is frantically looking for him. A search party, posters, missing people charities contacted, but nothing. No trace. How can this happen to her? They were so happy after such a hard time in their lives. She whispers to her baby every night that she will never give up looking for him.

Carlisle works with his thirst, desperate to get back to Esme - finds he can survive on animal blood. Finally, just as Esme is reaching the end of her pregnancy Carlisle is able to reach the woods that border his old house. He can smell her. Oh, how wonderful she smells. It’s overpowering and draws him in closer, he finally sees her through the kitchen window washing the dishes. He moves closer, it’s dark, she can’t see out to the dark grass. She dries her hands and walks across the kitchen past the glass doors. Carlisle sees her. He drops to her knees and sobs. The swell of her pregnant belly is too much for him, the way she touches her rounded stomach and talks to the baby. It’s all he’s ever wanted and it was taken away from him.

He can hear two heartbeats. He can sense the extra blood, his lips begin to pull back across his sharp teeth. The growl pulls him back and he runs away. He despises himself. He wanted to bite her, consume her, drink her blood.

He now visits every night, sitting in the trees far enough away so he’s of no danger. He watches over her and his baby that is safe inside her body.

One night, after hunting, he goes back and she’s not there. He panics. He can smell amniotic fluid. The baby, she must be in labour.

He follows the scent as best he could and heads for the hospital, but it’s too much. He can’t get closer. The bloodlust. The fear someone would see him. So he goes back to their old house, to the safety of the woods. After a day - he’s curious. Is the key still under the chicken flowerpot by the front door… it is… he lets himself in.

He consumes her scent. He wraps himself in her blankets, her clothes, their bed. His heart aches greater than it ever has before. Nothing has changed. His belongings are still in the house, his running shoes were still by the front door. Like she was expecting him to come back. His throat burns but he could put that aside for her.

For them.

She returns 5 days later. He retreats to the forest. She is alone. She’s quiet, her eyes are hollow sat upon dark circles. Her skin pale. The life and love deserted her. She’s forlorn. Her shoulders are slumped, she shuffles her feet, looking at the ground. Esme’s good friend brings her in and settles her into bed… they hardly say anything to each other. Esme can’t make eye contact. She sobs quietly into her pillow.

Carlisle hurts for her. What happened? The fire in his throat is present he can smell her bleeding from down below, and its like a hot iron piercing through his soul. It would have consumed him and made him tear into the house if he wasn’t so concerned for her.

Carlisle wonders where is the baby? What has happened, what has gone so wrong? Esme’s friend goes downstairs and makes a call to her husband. Carlisle can hear every word as he’s so close to the house now. Esme’s sobs are pulling him apart. He wants to comfort her and he’s so close but he needs to her what her friend says on the phone.

‘I’m back at Esme’s. I’ve just tucked her in bed’

‘Oh babe, poor girl. How is she?’ A male voice came from the small phone.

‘She’s bad’ a pause. ‘I can’t believe this happened. It’s just so tragic. First Carlisle, now their precious baby boy. She doesn’t deserve this’

Carlisle felt as though the world had shattered around him. He had a son. But what had happened? He couldn’t stay away any longer. Esme needed him.

He climbs in through their bedroom window. She barely lifts her head to acknowledge him. Her face is tear stained and eyes are blank. She catatonic. He has to hold his breath but pushes the fire down. Her emotional needs were far greater than the pain in his throat. He calls softly to her. She doesn’t register.

He sits on the edge of the bed. His cold hand reaches out to take her hand. He has to loosen her fingers that are gripping the sheets tightly.

‘Esme’ he tried again.

She slowly turns her face to his and whispers ‘You’ve come back’

‘Oh, darling. I’m so sorry, my love’ he watched the silent tears roll down her face as he spoke.

‘Take good care of him’ Esme was so far into grief, she assumes Carlisle has come from the afterlife to comfort her. She doesn’t realise he’s with her, that he’s really there. He sat with her until he heard the friend come back up the stairs.

He goes to hunt - to quench the fire that burns his soul. The grief of losing a son, Esme’s grief fuelling his body to run further to smash through trees to be careless. After he drained his third bear he fell into the fur and cried. Tearless sobs echoed across the valley as the rain poured down.

He went back 2 days later. She was gone. The police were there. He heard that she had left in the middle of the night. Carlisle closed his eyes and followed her scent. The rain dampened it but with her fresh bleeding after birth he could track her through the woods. He ran as if his life depended on it.

He finds her at the edge of a cliff, that overlooked the valley in the forest. A favourite picnic spot of theirs from happier times. Her hair whipping around her face blowing her scent into the wind. She stepped closer to the edge… turned around, looked at him in the eyes as he shouted

‘Esme!’ His arms reaching out for her, his fingertips stretching to their limits.

He heard her whisper as she fell backwards over the edge ‘I’m coming Carlisle’. He watched her fall and then he jumped.

He heard the impact of her soft body hitting the ground and she didn’t scream. He landed next to her. Scooping her up screaming ‘no, no, no’ thoughts screaming round his head - what could he do. Her breathing was uneven, her heart was fading, she was so close to death. He needed to save her.

His fingers held her broken body close to his, his face buried in her hair, close to the skin of her neck. He could feel the flutter of her pulse. His teeth were so close to her skin. He thought of the crescent moon scars that were on his neck… on his wrists as he leant into her.

Following some unknown instinct he bite into her skin, her blood filling his mouth. He groaned as he stopped himself from swallowing the delicious blood that spilled from her body. He bit again on the other side, her wrists and her chest near her heart. He held her close as she screamed for three days. Trying desperately to muffle the sounds of her pain. Burying themselves deeper into a nearby crack in the cliff.

He hated himself for putting her through it. He couldn’t bear to continue to cause her pain, but when her visible injuries began to heal and her heart stopped beating he knew it had worked. He continued to hold her as her red eyes flicked open and fell upon his.

‘Carlisle?’ She whispered. ‘Heaven’

‘My love. I’m here’

#esme cullen #carlisle cullen #carlesme #twilight #carlisle x esme #fanfiction #the cullens #I really need to complete my dissertation but yet here I am hashing out a plot to a fanfic #this will have to do for now