#Rosalie my beloved

[dark-tides-in-faerun]

I tend not to read ascended Astarion romances because it makes me too sad, but I will never not be obsessed by this story, because this really isn’t a Tav x Ascendant.

This is a story about a Rosalie, a broken hearted wizard who refused to stay after The Rite of Profane Ascension and who is struggling to come to terms with who Astarion is now, the part that she had to play in it, and the course of fate (read: astarion being a dick) that’s thrown them back into each others lives.

Anyway, long story short, it’s the DLC I would kill for with an Ascendant Lord that is complicated and genuinely terrifying, an OC that I literally adore, and a complex, beautiful plot that fucking smacks.

Honestly, if you haven’t read this, go read it. Just trust me, pls.

@howlsmovinglibrary - i tried to tag ur wecat account but failed miserably so here we are haha

[tubesock86]

twilight girlies

[rose-lily-hale]

[chibishortdeath]

This is based off of an audio clip from Silent Hill, a game I sadly have not gotten to play yet :(, but I saw someone else’s animation of the clip and got really inspired by it. Idk if I’ll ever actually animate this scene or anything, but it got me to draw Hector and Julia so it was worth it lol

[prettythinginthehouse]

thinking about how the cullens don't have a dog nor any other animal in the house. this means rose planned out her dog bowl joke, specifically went shopping to pick it out and feed jacob with it. iconic queen cunt lesbian behavior. <3

[beevean]

I’ll even give you my life Without forgiveness or atonement

"Hector… I’m so glad I met you… I didn’t think that God was at the altar, but He still gave me the chance to meet you… I’m grateful.

Hector… Thank you for being born... for being here…"

"Hector?"

"Rosaly… Thank you…"

Even if everything in the world rejects me

As long as I have this warmth Let me live With you

"What’s the matter? I was exaggerating. Are you crying…?

Your hand is warm…"

[crowleys-dark-sunglasses]

Guys guys guys remember when- remember when Rosalie took off her glove AND AND OMG AND remember when she shook Campbell's hand!! With her gloves off!! For the very first time!! And then- and THEN!!! Campbell got SUPER EXCITED WITH THE BIGGEST SMILE AND DANCED !!

Yeah me neither... Wdym I'm totally normal about it??

[cherrybb-ily]

also the google doc for rosalie i have is, at this moment in time, 7 pages kinda bulleted(~) with a space between each one <3

[beammeupbroadway]

OCs as other characters

Tagged by the lovely @trashcatsnark ❤️

Tagging: @glitchinginthegarden @ctrl-altiera-delete @fereldanwench @nightcxty @wanderingaldecaldo and anyone else who wants to give it a shot!

rules: take this quiz and share 5 (or more! or less! the world is your oyster!) results from the top 50 that you feel really fit your oc(s). if you don't recognize very many from the top 50, feel free to expand into the top 100

Valerie Hill - Cyberpunk 2077

Cassie Thomas (Promising Young Woman): 88%

Beth Harmon (The Queen’s Gambit): 82%

Yennefer (The Witcher): 79%

B’Elanna Torres (Star Trek: Voyager): 78%

Elizabeth Swan (Pirates of the Caribbean): 77%

[womaniz]

just got twilight audiobook it’s over for everyone!!

[svt-rosalie]

. . . ♡ ROSALIE ! ? 🌹 SCENARIO ★ ﾟ๑

ׁ ׅ ୨ ❪ and the oscar goes to! ❫ ୧ ⊹ ࣪

© 2023 , svt-rosalie rosalie masterlist!

warnings. not beta read, spelling mistakes

The flashes of the cameras were overwhelming for the blonde haired girl. This felt so different yet so similar at the same time. Maybe it’s the air? No of course not that’s silly. Maybe it’s because it’s the Oscar’s surely? Yeah that’s it. It’s the night of the Oscar’s one of the biggest night in Rosalie’s entire solo career.

Rosalie posed to the best of her ability with her boyfriend’s hand held tightly in her’s to calm all her nerves racing throughout her body. It felt empty almost though . . . yes Rosie had one of the most beloved people in her life with her but that was one out of 12. Oh, how she wished she had her entire support system with her but Rosalie knew the members are watching the livestream back in their homes in South Korea right now.

Rosalie let out a breath of air, and finally was able to move away from the flashing camera lights. Her pink silk dress flowed beautifully in the wind and everyone could see the confidence radiating off of her (despite how nervous she was). Jihoon matched his girl perfectly with a pink suit with a flowy fabric on the shoulders, whilst there was a cut out on both side of his hips, showing just enough. Woozi’s hair was in its beautiful curly messy state, which made Rosalie want to run her hands through it but that’s for afterwards.

You’d think the two had just walked out of a magazine.

“Manager-nim wants us to head to the interview area, Rosebud.” Jihoon said into her ear. The younger girl nodded and followed there staff to the first interviewer of the night.

“Hello I have been waiting for you!” Amelia Dimoldenberg said with a smile. Rosie squealed and sped walked as fast as she could to the girl without tripping on her dress, definitely not causing anxiety for her boyfriend and team of staff/bodyguards for running off.

Rosalie gave the girl a hug, “Oh my goodness you don’t know how badly i’ve been wanting to get on your ��Chicken Shop Date’ series. You are absolutely hilarious.”

“You’re kidding? Why haven’t you. I would love to go on a date with an Oscar nominated kpop star such as yourself Ms. Rosalie.” that made the korean-french girl giggle.

Pointing between herself and Jihoon she replies “Our company is stingy.” Rosalie playfully roles her eyes and translates what was said to her boyfriend as fast as she could while Amelia laughs.

“Well you two look absolutely stunning tonight, very excited to see you two perform ’What was I made for’ live.” Amelia states excitedly.

“We’re so excited to perform it as well! Jihoon oppa and I worked really hard on this song and weather we win or lose tonight, our other nominees are extremely talented so we are just honored to be here tonight. Truly.” Rosie again translated her statement for both her boyfriend and the fans from Korea watching at home.

Amelia nodded and congratulated them on their nomination before they had to walk to the next interview station.

Interview after interview Rosalie and Jihoon were finally able to head inside and find their seats which were sat comfortably on the edge of row four, right behind Greta Gerwig and just two rows away from Margot Robbie.

It felt like a dream to Rosalie, when she was just a little girl in France she would beg her Appa to find the right channel that all her favorite award shows were on so she could see all the stunning people walk the runway and accept awards. She dreamed of being there one day, and now she is.

Woozi who was on her right reached down and held his hand on the younger girls knee to stop it from shaking. “Jagiya, you’ve got to calm down. Everything will work itself out” She nodded and placed her own hand on top of his, playing with the ring on his pinky finger that adorned her own as well.

Time felt like it was moving as slow as molasses to Rosie before they finally got her category.

“And the Oscar goes to . . . Rosalie ‘What was I made for’” said Ariana Grande the presenter for Best Song along side Cynthia Erivo.

Rosalie gasped, mouth opened wide in shock before look to the side at Jihoon needing confirmation that what was said was her name. When her boyfriend nodded she squealed and gave him a big kiss, grabbing the sides of his face a little to excitedly. This elicited a laugh out of Jihoon before he ushered the girl up to hug Greta and Margot.

Rosalie and Jihoon walked up together to the stage a huge smiled adorned both their faces, hand in hand. Rosie accepted the award from Ariana’s hand before excitedly going in for a hug. Jihoon was behind her shaking hands and hugging Cynthia giving his thanks before the two switched and Woozi was shaking hands with Ariana whilst Rosie hugged the life out of Cynthia, too excited for her own good.

“Oh my gosh.” Was the first thing out of Rosalie’s mouth when she got to the microphone. This had some of the erupting into laughter but what caused them to laugh even longer was her next statement. “Cillian Murphy, OMG, big fan. Hi, love your work!” She squealed slightly waving in aww, being the fangirl she is.

“This is crazy! I am in actual aww of everything that’s happening tonight and I owe all of my gratitude and thanks to Greta Gerwig for getting in contact with my company and allowing me to make a song for the amazing and inspiring Barbie movie. I would also like to thank the amazing man next to me, my lovely boyfriend Jihoon for producing and co-writing this song with me — without him this song would probably not have seen the light of day. So thank you.” Said man was blushing next to her as she continued to speak.

“If you had told little 7 year old Rosie that she would one day be attending the Oscar’s for Best Song. . . she’d probably believe you.” She laughs “No I’m kidding, I would definitely be like ‘Yeah right I want to be a ballerina, nice try though!’”

“Thank you to the Academy for everything and again I am so honored to be standing in a room with all of you and hope I can continue to make music that moves people and uplifts those who just need a little push. Thank you!” Rosalie gave a bright smile holding up her award before hugging the presenters one last time.

Rosalie was jumping up and down, absolutely ecstatic with the night.

“The oppa’s are gonna be so jealous of us!”

Woozi agreed with a smile of adoration on his face. It’s definitely a night for the history books.

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[flippinpancakes64]

can you please write some headcanons for Carlisle with male reader who is a workaholic and Carlisle constantly has to remind him to go to bed (sometimes even having to drag him to bed)?

Carlisle Cullen with a workaholic Reader

Thank you for requesting and I hope you like this!

Again in your request you mentioned a male reader but I tried to make it more gender-neutral I hope that's okay

Also I tried doing something new... I tried actually writing a narrative story to go with this. Carlisle is one of my favorites and I got really inspired. Tell me if it sucks please like genuinely

Yeah edit here from after I'm done writing this, I got really carried away...

He understands what it's like to be obsessed with working

I mean he's been working for like 400 years

And he doesn't even need to

The only difference is that it doesn't matter if he spends all of his time working

He doesn't need to sleep, eat, or rest

He could literally do the most back-breaking labor in the world for two weeks straight with no breaks at all and he would be fine

A little bored but fine

But you?

This can't go on

For as long as you guys have been dating, he has noticed the same pattern repeats basically every week

You work yourself to the bone for like four days straight, he steps in finally and tells you to take it easy, you take it easy for a couple days, and then you're back at it

He understands, your work means a lot to you

But you mean a lot to him

So he does his best one day to show you what he means

You're sitting at Carlisle's desk in the Cullen house. You didn't even need to ask anymore to be able to use it. What's his is yours. It's late at night, the moon is high in the sky and the house has quieted down. No one is asleep, of course. And if you were awake enough, you would be able to hear the hushed, quick conversations taking place through the house. But as you sit at his desk, finishing some paperwork that didn't even need to be done for another week, your eyes were drooping.

This was the third day in a row that you had done this, and Carlisle was tired of it. He was sitting on the couch downstairs, not really paying attention to the show that Rosalie had on the TV, when he heard your breathing begin to slow. He heard your pen strokes become less and less frequent, and he finally heard you drop your pen altogether. With a sigh he stood up and ascended the stairs. And there you were, one hand propping your head up as your other arm laid atop the stack of papers sitting in front of you. Eyes closed, breathing even, peaceful.

He would have smiled at the sight if he wasn't so frustrated. He had no idea what to do anymore. No matter how many times he has asked, begged, pleaded, and bargained with you to just simply take care of yourself, you've never listened. All it's ever gotten him have been empty promises that end up with the both of you here again. Him watching his beloved human mate working themself to death.

So he starts on his final plan. Last ditch effort.

You wake up to the feel of your pen being taken from your lax hand. You blink the sleep out of your tired eyes to see your boyfriend standing above you with a smile on his face.

"Oh, hey," you say, yawning slightly. "I was just, uh, resting my eyes."

"Really?" He says with a hint of playfulness in his words. "Looked to me like you were sleeping. Maybe even like you're tired and ready to go to sleep for the night."

You sighed. "I told you already, I just need to finish these reports for Wednesday."

"Wednesday as in next Wednesday? As in a whole week from now?" He says with a frown, "Why do you need it done so soon?"

You groan in frustration, "I just do, okay? I've already told you I just like to be on top of things."

He sighs and grabs your face, forcing you to look at him. You shiver slightly at his cold hands. "This is not 'being on top of things,' this is full-on obsession," he says sternly.

You huff and pull your face away. "You're not one to talk. You work all of the time. So stop being a hypocrite."

"I'm not trying to argue. All I want is for you to see what you are doing to yourself, and to me." He sighs.

And that's when you finally let your eyes fall on the man that you love, really taking him in. His hair is disheveled, his eye bags are pronounced, his clothes are ruffled. This is the roughest you've ever seen him look.

"I'm worried about you," he says in explanation of his appearance. "I love you, I want- no I need you to take care of yourself. I worry, constantly."

You sit there stunned for a second, processing the fact that you have made this perfect man, the epitome of surreal beauty and professionalism, practically get on his knees and beg you to go to sleep. You steal a glance to the stack of papers on the desk, calling your name, crying for just one more to be completed. Your mind fills with the anxiety of turning in your paperwork late, the embarrassment of facing your boss, the stress of catching up. But one more look into his golden eyes and you stand up.

He flashes a blinding smile and drags you to your shared bedroom. He waits patiently, following you around as you change, brush your teeth, and finally crawl under the sheets.

It's only as you're cuddled up to him, looking into his beautiful eyes and stroking his handsome face that your thumb smudges something under his eye. Some more rubbing and the "eye bag" under his left eye is gone.

"You liar!" You gasp indignantly.

All he does is chuckle and kiss you.

Outside the door you can swear you hear Alice laugh lightly.

[memoirsofasim]

Ep 4: A favour

It was out in the world now. Rosalie published her second book, The Last Night in Windenburg, to a publisher. Finally she will get a moderate amount of royalties instead of the pennies she received from self publishing her first book.

On her way back to her apartment Rosalie saw Lily sitting at the chess table and decided to join her.

'I need to ask a favour,' Lily said in a quiet and shy voice. 'I need you to teach me how to play the guitar.'

Rosalie raised one eyebrow. 'But I don't know how to play. What's this for?' she asked.

Lily sighed. 'I need to gain at least two skill points so I can get my next promotion.'

'Uh-huh, so there is a catch!' Rosalie said. 'What else?'

'Nothing else, I swear,' Lily replied.

'Why don't you just ask Clyde?' Rosalie suggested.

Lily threw her hands up in the air and sighed again. 'Well, um... he sort of walked in on me while I was in his bath.'

'He what?! And you were what?!' Rosalie said shocked.

Suddenly Rosalie began to laugh. 'Oh my gosh, that is the funniest thing I have ever heard! What on simearth were you... actually never mind.' She looked at Lily who was not amused.

While at work that morning, Ozzy realized he forgot to water his beloved plants. So as soon as he returned from his shift that was the first thing he did. He noticed Rosalie and Lily talking over by the chess table, he was glad to see the tenants getting along.

Since she didn't have any luck with Rosalie, Lily decided she needed to get out of the apartment block for a while. She grabbed her helmet and her bike and rode off down the pavement.

Rosalie was still so amused by Lily's bathtub confession. With no work today she changed into her swimwear and sat by the pool reading for the rest of the afternoon.

Lily rode through the small neighbourhood of Hopewell Hills. It was a safe area with lots of families. She thought about Clyde and the kiss he gave her at the party.

She rode past the pond admiring how pretty it was and then laughed passing a townie wearing a paper bag. She never understood the We Wear Bags action plan.

Rosalie felt something or someone blocking her sun. She opened here eyes briefly and saw Lily standing over her.

'Aren't those floaties uncomfortable?' Lily asked. 'You're going to get tan lines from them.'

'I'm not actually sunbaking, just relaxing,' Rosalie replied.

'So are you going to ask Clyde?' Rosalie said.

Lily was silent for a moment. 'I guess I have no choice.'

'Good luck then,' Rosalie said. 'Let me know how it all goes.'

The next morning Clyde knocked on Lily's apartment door. She thought he looked irritated. 'I was just about to cook some breakfast, want some eggs on toast?' She said.

Clyde nodded and continued on frowning.

While Lily was preparing breakfast, Rosalie walked in. 'Hey, so did you ask him yet?' she said in a low voice.

'Not yet, geez Louise! Hey you want some eggs?' Lily said flipping the eggs in the pan.

'No, I'm good. Well, I guess I'll speak to you later then.' Rosalie began walking out of the kitchen. 'Bye Clyde,' she said with a big smile.

'Hey, these are some good eggs - thanks!' Clyde said. 'So how are the jokes coming along?'

'I'm getting there. It can be mentally draining sometimes.' Lily said. 'Almost feel like I need another hobby.'

'Yeah, I totally get that. It's the same with playing the guitar or piano,' Clyde said scooping some eggs onto his fork.

'I wanted to ask you a favour... well I was wondering... if t's not too much trouble, um would you teach how to play the guitar?' Lily said.

'Sure thing. Why the sudden urge to learn?' Clyde asked.

'It's for my next promotion, I need two skill points,' Lily replied.

'Why don't you come over after we've finished eating.' Clyde's fork clanged loudly as he placed it onto the empty plate.

'Really?! That would be amazing!' Lily didn't feel like finishing the rest of her eggs so she began gathering up the dishes. 'I'll just get changed out of my PJ's and I'll be right over!'

A few minutes later and Clyde was teaching Lily how to play the guitar. She cringed at hitting the wrong strings but Clyde reassured her that she was doing just fine.

After gaining one skill point Lily felt like she was getting the hang of it. Clyde walked over to his keyboard and began playing along with her. Lily thought it was the coolest thing, both of them playing together.

Once she had gained her second skill point she put the guitar down and watched Clyde play solo. His fingers glided across the keys and she cheered him on. This just made her fall more in love with him. He was the coolest cutest and nicest guy who had ever paid attention to her.

[fluorescent-bulbs]

Please don’t let the confederate beat the blonde bombshell PLEASE

[xsolaresx]

edward cullen.: sticky

pairings: edward cullen x fem! reader

summary: when Edward gets too sticky his brothers tease him, but you'll always be there to calm him down.

warnings: fluff!

word count.: 1,2k

author @xsolaresx 

notes: English is not my first language, so there may be some grammatical errors.

ps.: if you want to translate any of my work, please send me a message and we'll talk about it.

When the break time bell rang, some euphoric teenagers came running out of the class, pushing me. Edward, who was at the door waiting for me, saw the situation and subtly stretched out his foot, causing one of the boys to trip and fall. Laughter filled the corridor as we left.

“It's ugly to make others fall, Mr. Cullen,” I said, walking ahead of him towards my locker. 

“Come on, he deserved it. And I was just protecting my beautiful lady from these troublemakers,” I said in a pompous voice, emphasizing the beautiful lady. 

“Oh Mr. Cullen, it's a good thing you arrived just in time and saved me from the clutches of these thugs, like the knight you are,” I said dramatically, leaning against my closet with my hand on my forehead. Edward just laughed. 

“That's proof that I'll always be by your side,” he said, leaning against the cupboard next to me as he ran his hand through a lock of hair that insisted on falling in my face. 

I just laughed at the statement, putting the combination into the lock on the cupboard and opening it. 

“Like I'm going to need all this protection while I'm studying, or when I'm talking to the principal”

“The books could fall on your foot, or cut you, plus the principal could make you cry.” you just shook your head in denial, replacing the books in the locker with those in your backpack. 

“She was just congratulating me on my high marks, Edward, she wasn't going to kick me out of school so you could look like that scary face in the glass door,” you said, making the vampire just shrug. 

“You never know,” he said confidently. 

“You know, I think you've been a little too needy these days.”

“I'm not needy.” 

“Yes, you are, Edward. You've been following me everywhere lately, you've been giving me presents for no reason and you're always clinging to me, asking me to read to you while I fondle that tuft of hair.” I said, closing the cupboard and staring at him. 

“I'm not that sticky, I just like being with you, and I don't even have a forelock anymore,” he said sheepishly as he ran his hand through his hair.

I laughed at his pout as I started walking to the cafeteria, watching him follow me. 

“All right, I'll pretend nothing's happening, now let's eat... I mean, let's go because I want to eat.”

We walked to the cafeteria full of teenagers talking loudly while laughing like hyenas. I saw the Cullen's table in the corner and waved to Alice who was already looking at the cafeteria door. I pull Edward against his will and we sit down at the table

“We could go somewhere more private,” he says in my ear. 

“What for? You're not going to drop those pants until the priest says you can kiss the bride.” Emmett, who was listening, gave his opinion, making both Y/N and the rest of the table laugh at Edward's taxed face. 

Edward just stared at his brother, but the glorious sound of Y/N's laughter caught his attention. He didn't need Jasper's gift to know how she felt so comfortable with them, even though they all needed to suck the blood of poor souls to survive. 

He never had enough will or argument to counter Emmett's jokes, but at that moment, while Y/N was still laughing, he felt an absurd courage surge through his body, just to hear and see his beloved's glorious smile. 

“At least I know she'll love me for who I am and not for what I carry in my pants,” he said confidently, slipping an arm over Y/N's shoulder. Everyone was silent for a few seconds, trying to understand, until a giggle escaped Rosalie's lips. 

It only took a second for Y/N to understand that Edward was talking about some thought Rose had when she first met Emmett. She laughed at the big vampire's confused face. 

“‘Little bear’!” he exclaimed 

“Sorry, love. It was a very vague thought I had at the time,” said Rosalie, hugging Emmett. 

“That was low, Edward,” I said after I had stopped laughing. He smiled mischievously at his brother from across the table, regretting it the moment he heard his thoughts 'Since that's the way it is, hair licked'.

“Is it just me, or do you also think that Y/N should have a first time with someone more experienced than Edward? You know, just so she can be sure she really wants to be with him forever?” she said, looking at Rose and her brothers, Jasper just nodded in agreement, Alice, who had been quiet from the start, said:

“I think it's wise for Y/N to be sure of how she should be treated in bed before she can't get out of this hole” her cheeks began to take on a pink tinge as everyone agreed with Alice. Edward shifted uncomfortably in his chair. 

“You know, Y/N, if you want, I can give you a demonstration of what it's like to have your desires satisfied,” added Rose, as her cheeks turned redder and a disconcerting laugh came out of her mouth. 

“I-I...” 

“If you carry on like this, you're sure to regret it,” Ed interrupted. 

“Oh, you don't have to be jealous, little Ed," said Jasper, smiling sideways. Everyone laughed harder, making Edward sulk more than he already was. 

“Okay, you can stop that now,” you said, turning to your boyfriend, "I love you, Edward, and I'll wait for you for as many years as you need to." The statement only caused more laughter to erupt from the vampires.  

_____________________

Later that day, when the sulky vampire was dropping Y/N off at her house, he took her by the arm before she got out of the car.

“I know my brothers might just be joking, but I really want to treat you like a lady, I want to take you on as many dates as I can, bring you flowers and ask your father's permission before I put a ring on your finger. It may sound a bit old-fashioned and out of date, but back in my day many people would fall for it, I... I just...” he said quickly and gestured all over the place.

“Hey, hey, it's okay.” I took his hands in mine and began to caress them. “I understand, and I love the way you are, every part of it and why you do it. And I'd never trade it for anything, like I said before, I'll wait for you, and when we get married it'll be the best day of my life, because it'll mean we'll be together forever. I just don't know about you asking my dad's permission, Charlie loves showing off that rifle of his.” I finished laughing, bringing a smile to his face. 

“I may be being a bit sticky, I admit, but it's only because I love you, and...” he pulled a string from his trouser pocket. "I like seeing your smile" he said, handing me the delicate silver necklace with a heart-shaped diamond pendant.  

“I loved it Edward” a silly smile adorned my face. “You know, I don't think it's a problem if you lie down with me while I read, but just for a little while.”

He got out of the car running, using his vampire-like speed, and picked her up and drove her as fast as he could into the house, eliciting laughter from her. 

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

I’m not sure if you’ve ever said anything about this, but the first time I read new moon, the vote chapter, there was one bit that really stuck out:

(from Bella’s point of view) Edward grabbed my face in his hand, forcing me to look at him. His other hand was out, palm toward Carlisle. Carlisle ignored that.

Bella later went on to say it was hard to talk clearly with how Edward was holding her jaw. I don’t know if I’ve misunderstood what exactly was happening, but why did the entire family watch that and do nothing? I’ve read the metas where you’ve said it’d take a lot for Carlisle to realise what Edward really is, but surely that’s a pretty massive indicator and Carlisle actively ignored it?

Anon, you're hilarious.

An Aside in Which I Say "Look in the Mirror"

I've been running this blog for a few years now (a terrifying thought) and I'm both a) one of the most critical of Edward in this space (which is not a bad thing, mind, people are free to do what they like) b) often get asks in which I am asked by anons to justify why I think poorly of Edward.

This is on top of the thousands of metas I've written pointing out various things from canon, where I've presented many arguments, and anons still will ask me to make more arguments.

This is fandom, anon, relatively objective observers who are privy to information the characters in the story don't have. We know Bella's exact thoughts, we know how Edward has interacted with her in private, and we even know Edward's private thoughts for at least the duration of Twilight because of Midnight Sun.

AND YET, I AM HERE.

And you ask this as if it should be obvious to the most casual observer.

Back to Your Ask

I've discussed this at length in posts I'm too lazy to look up at the moment but the crux of it is that

a) Edward's a beloved family member and it's deeply hard to think ill of those we love and we want to justify their actions

b) the family doesn't see most of what goes on with Bella and are only told things by Alice and Edward with Alice being firmly on Edward's side

c) Due to his having previously had a redemption arc in which Edward came back unprompted to the diet even though it must have been not only humiliating but terrifying, Edward comes across as one of the Cullens who best understands that human life is worth protecting and just why they're all doing the diet.

This particular moment though, I'd also give Edward a pass if I was present. To touch Bella at all, to move her like this, Edward has to be extraordinarily gentle and careful. If he was at all rough with her, at all, Bella would be dead or seriously injured (with her jaw crushed between Edward's fingers, her neck snapped, etc.) Basically, for Edward to do this at all, he's being incredibly mindful and the Cullens as vampires are very aware of that.

Add onto that that Bella can speak, when this is a guy who's hand is made of stone, he has to be holding her incredibly gently from his perspective for her to be able to speak at all (and not have a broken jaw).

Also from the outside perspective, where Bella and Edward are in this romantic relationship (even though they just got out of being broken up) and they all know Edward's deeply in love with Bella, this looks like an intimate gesture than it does a "LOOK AT ME" gesture. It's not something any of them would do, or a normal person would, but they're also not dating Bella/convinced they're soulmates with her.

Add into that that they're in the middle of a very intense day, in which Edward had just tried to kill himself and is very emotionally fragile, Bella's now asking to be turned directly, the Volturi barely pardoned them, and Edward is coming unglued with the idea that Bella's going to be turned and the Cullens aren't at the top of their game.

They're just trying to get through the conversation where they tell Edward (and Rosalie) that, yes, they actually do have to turn Bella.

This doesn't register as physical violence to them, and I don't blame them for this one.