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(twilight) headcanon

oh my god i am so sorry this took forever wtf i lost this draft and recently found it again but yeah omg im sorry anon!

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Pet Names The Cullens Would Use

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Carlisle Cullen

Carlisle would use standard, yet romantic, names.

“My love” would certainly be his favourite.

Especially when he greeted you whenever you, or he himself, came home from work.

“My love, I’m home!” And it’d follow with a warm smile, and a kiss on the forehead.

Or, “My love, you’re home!” And he’d get up from wherever he was seated at, and go over to you and bring you close by holding your waist, then kissing your forehead, then your cheek.

He’d definitely use “Dear”, too, but less often as “my love”.

Jasper Hale

I certainly feel like he’d stick to the more “Darlin’, I’m home!” Sort of 50s family sitcom stereotype.

“Darlin’” is said by him about 63 times a day.

“Darlin’, look at this,” he’d say as he showed you something.

“Darlin’, come here,”

“I miss you so much, Darlin’. I can’t wait for you to get back.” He’d say as you both were on a phone call, distanced from the other.

His accent makes it so much better and smoother.

Imagine him feeling *needy* and he’s just like,

“Darlin’, I- uhh, need ya for somethin’.”

oh my god

Alice Cullen

Alice has a more bubbly personality, so I feel like she’d switch up the pet names every once in a while.

One month, it’d be: “Sweetheart”.

The next it’d be: “Baby”.

The one she’d use the most would have to be “Honey”.

You’d asked her about it, why she’d call you that out of all of the names she’d given you, and she responded with:

“Oh, no reason, you’re just my honey :)”

Literally the cutest <3

Rosalie Hale

Probably not into nicknames, it most likely reminds her of her ex-fiancé.

However, she’d call you a shorter version of your name.

If your name was too short to be shortened, she’d call you “dove”.

The definition for dove is; “Bird Of Peace.”

Whenever you come into eye-range of Rose, she becomes instantly happier, you are the light of her life - her escape.

Emmett Cullen

As demonstrated with Rosalie in the first Twilight film, during the baseball scene, he used “babe”.

“Babe” is simpler for him to say; it’s one syllable, and goes along with just about any sentence.

And he looooves dragging it out to get something from you.

“Baaaaabe! Please? Just one more match?” He’d say after a wresting match.

Or, “Baaaabe, please?” For just about anything.

He’d occasionally use, “Baby”, whenever he wanted a little change in his everyday life, and a raised eyebrow from you, wondering why he changed it all of the sudden.

Edward Cullen

Probably would use some dumb shit like “Pookie” or something.

After an argument, let’s say, and you’re ignoring him;

Edward crossed his legs as he sat on your bed behind you. You had your back facing him and you were reading a book to clear your mind from the small argument you and Edward had just a few moments prior, but also just to ignore him. Ignoring him was such a difficult situation with Edward, because he could read every thought that passed through your brain. “I know you’re still thinking of me.” He whispered, his chin resting on his left hand. You continued to ignore him further, giving Edward a feeling of aggravation and frustration. He smiled mischievously as he scooted closer to your frame, your eyes drifting of the page you were on for a moment attempting to see what he was getting at. He rested his chin on your left shoulder blade as he brought his hands up your back, then trailed them down to your hands. You had dropped the book on your lap moments ago, forgetting even why you were mad at him as he entangled your hands with his, his chin still resting on the blade of your shoulder. “Hey,” he began, gaining your attention before your eyes fluttered closed. You hummed to him as a response, your mind still a little foggy. “You’re my pookie.” Your eyes snapped opened and you turned to face him, “What?” You said, attempting to feign your smile. “I said, ‘you’re my pookie.” Edward repeated himself as he brought a hand of his own to your jawline, bringing your face closer to his. You chuckled, so quiet that if Edward didn’t have his hearing enhanced, he wouldn’t of heard it. “What does that even mean?” “I don’t know.” He’d say as he brought your lips to his.

Esme Cullen

Would keep it short and simple like “love” or “my beloved”.

She would absolutely adore you .

“My beloved, I made you (favourite food) for dinner.”

“Love, I have a new book for you to read.”

he’ll agree, of course, if someone else points it out, but even when she’s not in the room he’ll think of something else to say.

he’ll call her fierce. he’ll call her wicked smart. he’ll compliment her knowledge of cars. he’ll say indomitable and strong-willed and loving and generous and protective and powerful and kind and loyal, selfless in the way that she’ll let the world burn, and herself included, before she lets someone hurt the ones she loves, (which he’ll always insist is the best type of selfless). he’ll compliment the fact that she can take down a bear without getting a drop of blood on her clothes. he’ll say survivor and strong and healer and guardian and badass, he’ll compliment her on her baseball skills and her impulse control and the little dramatic wicked streak that makes the two of them a menace when they team up for pranks, and tell her that her sense of humor matches his perfectly.

never once has the word beautiful, in any of its forms, passed his lips.

it’s been a century, and he still has new things to say. new compliments as he sits, idly toying with her hair.

because he knows that she was defined by her looks, and he knows that she still is, by ignorant vampires who look and assume that her only talent is beauty, and he knows that she has heard “pretty” enough times that it has stopped being something to be proud of and started being armor.

Esme watched from the window as Emmett, Seth, and Jacob wrestled in the backyard. Her eyes drifted from group of boys over to where Leah was sitting alone on the porch. She was picking at the hole in her jean shorts absentmindedly, her brow furrowed in annoyance.

Esme walked into the kitchen, stacking the cookies she’d just finished baking onto a plate followed by some rice krispie treats she’d made specifically for Leah. Seth mentioned just a few days earlier that they were Leah’s favorite sweets.

She poured a few glasses of the pink lemonade they loved so much before carrying it all out onto the porch. She placed the drinks and plate down on the little table situated between the porch chairs.

Leah looked up at her. “Thanks.” She muttered.

“Do you mind if I sit with you?”

Leah shrugged. “It’s your house.”

Esme took a seat in the chair on the other side of the little table. In the yard, Seth was taking a running leap onto Emmett’s back. Her son threw the boy off of him and laughed.

“Emmett, be careful!” Esme called, watching Seth stand up.

Seth waved at her. “I’m okay, Mrs. C!”

She waved back with a smile, shaking her head at the boys antics. She looked at Leah. “You don’t want to get down there and wrestle?”

Leah shrugged again. “I did for a little while but then I got bored.”

Esme nodded, nudging the plate of treats closer to the girl. She reached over and took a rice krispie treat, smiling slightly.

“No wonder they’re all idiots.” Leah said as Jacob shoved Seth’s head into the dirt. “They keep slamming their heads into things.”

Esme laughed softly. “It’s a good thing they’re all extra durable.”

All three boys ran, crashing into each other and landing in grass. The impact of their bodies made a mark in the land, their clothes covered in grass stains.

“Durability can’t fix stupid.” Leah commented, shaking her head as she took another bite.

The vampire glanced at her, smiling sadly for the girl who must have been so lonely. The young girl who’d had her heart broken too many times. “It must be difficult being the only girl.” Esme said softly.

The girl shrugged. “It sucks sometimes.”

“You know, for a while I was the only woman in this family.”

“Really? Blondie and the little one weren’t here?”

Esme shook her head. “When I was turned, it was just Edward and Carlisle living here.”

“So, Edward’s older than you?”

“Not exactly. He’s been a vampire longer than me but I was born six years before him.”

“Weird.”

“Yeah.” Esme said with a smile. “So, it was just me and the boys for a while. They were kind, of course, but I missed the company of other women.”

Leah was quiet, watching the boys as she listened to Esme.

“I know this seems odd- this friendship that our families have now but…we care for you just as much as we care for the boys.” Esme told her, picking another rice krispie treat from the plate and offering it to the girl.

Leah hesitated a moment but then took it. “Thanks.”

“If you ever need a break from wrestling and…fart noises, you can always come find me. Or Rosalie, Alice, or Bella.”

“I don’t like all of that girly stuff that they’re into.” Leah said quickly.

“Believe it or not, Leah, the women of the Cullen family are into more than just painting our nails. Not that we don’t love that too but- you could play baseball with us, help me fix up some houses, or in the garden. You might find that you like it.”

“You fix houses?” Leah asked, her curiosity piqued.

“Mhm. In fact, I built this one.”

“You built this?!”

“Designed it too.”

“Wow.” Leah said, looking back at the house. “I didn’t know you could do all that.”

Esme shrugged, smiling. “I’ve been alive for a long time. I needed something to do with my time. And I’ve always loved art…creating.”

“I used to like to build houses with…blocks.” Leah smiled slightly self deprecatingly. “That’s nothing-”

“No, it’s not nothing.” Esme said quickly. “I started off by building little houses for the barn cats on my family’s farm.”

“Really?”

Esme laughed. “Yeah. A few poor cats had their homes collapse on top them.”

Leah couldn’t help but laugh too. “It looks like you got better, though. This one hasn’t collasped.” She gestured to the house behind her.

“No, it’s been a while since one of my houses collapsed. And even then it had nothing to do with my work and everything to do with the rowdy teenaged vampires living in my house.”

Leah watched the vampire, surprised by her kindness yet again. Not that the others hadn’t been nice enough but they didn’t actively try to include her in the way Esme did.

“Maybe I could help you sometime.” Leah said.

“I’d really like that, Leah.” Esme said, smiling as she sat back in her chair.

alice is obsessed with scrunchies and hats with huge flowers on them. 

she doesn’t dare try a bowl cut, knowing how hairstyle fads tend to shift and how awfully inconvenient that can be for a vampire whose hair does not grow.

she does, however, buy an unholy amount of turtlenecks.

alice also collects those little bouncy balls from toy vending machines, as well as tech decks. she stims with them all the time.

jasper is so into yo-yos. he wins a few competitions, but that doesn’t last long, as it’s hard to hold himself to a human skill level. eventually, he constructs one out of stronger materials to use with his supernatural grace and strength.

rosalie fucking rocks overalls (one strap unhooked, of course). all the gay gals in town swoon over her even more.

rosalie sees britney spears in her iconic knee highs and skirt, and tries that out for … maybe a few hours? it ends when she punches out several dudes for crass comments, emmet cheering her on

jasper gets really into pokemon and tries to convince emmett to trade cards with him. one gift-giving occasion carlisle just buys him an unbelievable amount of cards. it’s a nice gesture but it kind of takes the fun out of it.

jasper gets a ramen noodle hair wig.

emmett adores his reebock pumps and wears all his baseball hats backward. he refuses to turn his hat frontward for like 3 decades.

you know he also had a pair or thousand of those tearaway pants. (rosalie was, well… surprisingly into it)

edward went fucking hogwild for gel pens. you know he loved to make his diary pretty and color-coded the notes he wrote in school to keep up appearances

esme hid those lil troll dolls in the house in bizarre places for the others to find. it became a cullen family meme.

the entire family went rollerblading together pretty often. it was the closest thing to running they could do without the humans getting too suspicious

edward named every one of his tamagotchis after his favorite composers

My magnum opus

Emmett and Bella  /  chaotic twins 

“You’re monopolizing the bride,” Emmett said, coming up behind Edward’s shoulder. “Let me dance with my little sister. This could be my last chance to make her blush.” 

Alice: *Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay.

Later

Bella: Emmett, I'm sad.