this    is    a    private    &    highly    selective    roleplay    blog    for    a     selection    of    both    original    and    canon    characters.    my    name    is    lilli,    i    live    in    brazil.    i’m    21+.   my    activity    might    be    spotty    at    times,    but    i    love    to    write    and    i    love    making    new    friends!    

@oeshun​   .

it’s   a   beautiful   night.               the   air   is   not   too   cold,         nor   too   warm,         and   the   lights   of   paris   illuminate   the   way,         like   stars   plucked   from   the   sky,      as   they   walk.         the   picture   of   true   romance.            something   he   only   thought   he   would   ever   dream   of,         but   never   experience.         the   decision   to   take   this   job   had   been   an   impulsive   one,      something   he   anticipated   to   regret,      but   these   past   few   months   have   taught   him   how   wrong   that   thought   process   was.         worries   were   laid   to   rest   the   moment   that   philippe   entered   the   stage.         

fingers   interlace   themselves   with   the   blonde’s   as   the   path   continues,         leading   to   a   fountain.         its   centerpiece   is   an   angel,         and   below   it   lay   coins   of   hopeful   wishers.               “      we   had   one   similar   back   in   new   york.      i   used   to   always   look   around,         make   sure   no   one   was   looking,            then   throw   a   penny   in   it   on   my   way   to   work.         “               he   turns   towards   the   other,         dimpled   smile   appearing.               “         thankfully,            all   that   wishing   paid   off.         “               silently   hopes   the   statement   wasn’t   too   cheesy   as   hand   descends   into   pocket   and   pulls   out   a   stray   penny,         offering   it.            “         do   you   want   to   make   a   wish?      “   

    A    SOULMATE.    that    one    was    a    concept    way    too    unattainable    for    a    complex    individual    quite    like    philippe.    one    that    the    artist    never    thought    he    would    be    able    to    find,    or    if    he    did,    he    would    have    the    nerve    to    look    right    past    it,    too    busy    with    his    work    and    too    much    in    a    bad    mood    to    notice    something    good,    even    if    it    was    right    underneath    his    nose.    but    he    surely    had    underestimated    the    strength    and    power    of    true    love.    the    enamored    look    upon    cerulean    blue    hues    was    beyond    obvious,    even    in    the    way    those    blond    lashes    would    bat    endearingly    whenever    the    two    of    them    would    lock    eyes.    ❝    i    think    that    angel    looks    just    like    you.    ❞    came    the    honest    commentary    as    philippe    smiled    sweetly    at    alec.

when   apart,         he   is   calm   as   a   breezy   afternoon   out   on   the   fields   of   his   fallen   father’s   farm.            but   when   together,         they   are         a   tempest.         wild   and   uncaring   of   who   gets   caught   within   their   wake.         the   selfish   need   to   be   loved   has   him   in   the   throws   of   another   passionate   bout   with   another   lover,         even   with   the   knowledge   that   it   would   not   last.         it   never   does.            “      i’m   well   aware   of   her   family   history.         the   fact   that   you   took   enough   time   to   do   your   own   research   is   both         concerning   and   adorable.         “                     fingers   fidget   absentmindedly   with   the   rings   that   take   up   residence   on   his   ring   finger.         she   lights   a   fire   within   that   is   both   wild   and   nervous.         “      your   advice   has   helped   me   before.      “         magic   that   had   unknowingly   been   a   part   of   him   would   be   uncontrollable   if   not   for   her.      that   is   something   he   could   never   repay.         “      however,         this   is   a   situation   where   i   think         your   expertise         isn’t   needed.      especially   when   i   think   your   opinion   is   ..   a   little   clouded.         your   eyes   are   turning   green   with   envy.         “

❛  can i kiss you ?  ❜  —-   @oeshun​

                  amusement lined the vampires face at the question, one that he was certain she should’ve already known the answer to.  which, of course, meant that he had to tease her.  as he lay on the bed, blanket pulled up just to his navel, he raised a brow.

                 “    now why would i want that  ?   you kiss like a sucker fish,   “    he said, managing to keep his face relaxed  &&  biting back the smirk.

    THE    MERMAID    COULDN’T    HELP    BUT    POUTING.    brown    eyes    blinking    twice    at    the    vampire’s    nerve    to    say    such    a    thing.    mirror    and    comb    instantly    placed    back    inside    the    vanity’s    drawer    -    she    tended    to    spend    way    too    much    time    admiring    her    own    beauty    whenever    distracted.    but    skylar,    once    again,    gave    her    something    to    occupy    herself    with.

❝   sometimes   i   think   there   has   to   be   something   better   out   there   for   me.   ❞   she   says,   nibbling   on   the   inside   of   her   cheek.   ❝   and   then   sometimes,   i   think   this   is   all   there   is.   emptiness   inside.   ❞ // @oeshun​

caretaker   instincts               override   those   that   call   for   violence   and   death.         if   he   were   younger,         the   allure   of   blood   would   have   been   more   tempting,            but   it   can   be   ignored   now.         the   same   could   not   be   said   for   most   of   their   family.         jasper,         who   is   still   new   to   the   practice   of   restraint   in   vampiric   years,         paces            anxiously            blocks   away.         faith   in   himself   is   not   as   strong   as   the   faith   carlisle   has   in   him,      and   of   that   he   knows   jasper’s   wife   has   in   him   too.         the   doctor   appears   at   her   side   and   with   careful   touch,      begins   to   examine   the   wound.         the   skin   already   beginning   to   slowly   close   as   it   is   explained   there   is   nothing   that   needs   to   be   done.               “         at   least   let   me   help   you         clean   it   up.         “                  towels   and   alcohol   are   brought   forth.         even   if   it   wouldn’t   get   infected   because   of   the   supernatural   blood   that   runs   through   her   veins,            it   would   help   him   feel   at   peace   knowing   he   followed   a   certain   procedure   and   did   all   he   could.            he   begins   to   clean   the   wound   while   listening.   

            “               jasper   is   worried   for   you.                  edward   and   emmett   are   trying   to   keep   him   calm,      but   when   we   are   done   here,      i   know   he   would   like   to   see   you.         “                  soft   smile   appears,            “         alexei   is   in   good   hands.         he   will   be         spoiled   with   affection         and   completely   safe.         rose   has   always   wanted   her   own   children.            you   and   jasper   have   shown   her   that   it   is   entirely   possible.      “                     anything   bloodied   is   discarded   into   a   bin   that   would   be   disposed   of   later.      ease   passes   over   him   whenever   seeing   that   she   did   not   lie   whenever   saying   that   her   wound   would   heal   on   its   own.      her   hands   are   taken   gently   within   his   own,      thumbs   soothingly   caressing   the   backs   of   them   in   order   to   hopefully   provide   some            reassurance   and   comfort.                     “         no   one   believes   you   took   any   pleasure   in   taking   another   life.               we   know   your   heart,         marina,               and   it   is   good.      i   would   do   whatever   it   took            to   protect            my   family.               sometimes   that   means   taking   actions   that   are   unsavory.         the   only   thing   we   can   do   is         ask   for   forgiveness         and   hope   they   see   we   did   what   we   did   for   just   reasoning.         “                     a   kiss   is   placed   against   her   forehead,                  “            everything   will   be   alright.         “   

    IT    WAS    CRYSTAL    CLEAR,    like    the    running    water    of    a    small    river    that    flows    right    into    the    ocean,    how    carlisle    was    meant    to    be    her    husband’s    father.    they    had    the    same    heart    of    gold,    the    same    values.    even    the    same    ethereal    beauty,    even    though    no    blood    laces    were    able    to    unite    them.    quiet    brown    eyes    watched    as    he    took    his    time    cleaning    her    wound,    a    small    pout    upon    sad    lips    while    the    doctor’s    words    were    carefully    listened    to.    ❝    thank    you,    sir.    i    really    appreciate    what    you’re    doing    for    me    …    this    and    everything    else.    ❞    a    tanned    hand    was    placed    to    his    shoulder,    and    the    mermaid    was    sweetly    stupid    enough    to    try    and    force    a    smile    in    spite    of    how    teardrops    insisted    in    rolling    down    those    dainty    features.    ❝    i    know    rosalie    will.    i    feel    really    safe    whenever    she’s    looking    after    alexei.    she    will    be    a    good    mother    herself    someday…    and    i    do,    though.    i    do    wish    to    see    my    husband.    i    just    feel    so    much    shame    right    now.    ❞    marina    continued    to    explain.    her    father-in-laws    hands    carefully    squeezed    while    he    attempted    to    comfort    her.