#ft. emmett

[rosalvie]

seeing him here , was almost unnatural , resembled a dream she’d not allowed herself to ever experience since she’d found herself abandoned . a part of her even believed she’d never see him again . that at some point , she’d move on and that all her feelings would be swallowed by the anger until his absence would only remain as a vacant spot in her heart . yet , her legs began to move of their own volition , steered by past feelings that still spoiled her heart and when she finally found herself strong enough to halt, turn around and pretend that that day would only be one out of many , lost and forgotten within time , she was already standing in front of him , lips parting to say his name . “ emmett ? ” for a moment, her eyes just remained on his features , not because she’d forgotten him , how he looked and what his presence felt like but because she was astonished that even years couldn’t erase his image in her mind . but when she opened her mouth again , none of these thoughts escaped her and it was only an awkward clearing of a throat and a painful twist of an expression to conceal her feelings that could be seen . “ i wouldn’t have expected that beacon hills would be one out of the many places that would contribute to your self-discovery journey . i assume dreary parties must do something to people . ”

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 // @bde-cullen

[samara-blackwell]

closed for @alsfcrds - at the cinema

It seemed almost random, what electricity worked and what didn't. Because what Sami wouldn't do to charge her phone and a shitload of other things from a power outlet. But that was a distant wish in this nightmare of a town. And yet sometimes, things just worked... Like the radios at the diner, for example, that would start playing of their own accord, picking a song as if they were somehow sentient. Something Sami never would have believed four months ago -- but now she wasn't so sure.

So the idea of a cinema was a little odd, Samara presuming it had once worked, before this town had become cursed or whatever. But now it was mostly defunct, right? And yet, someone had chosen to live there. Which was a little odd to the brunette, making her feel like she was intruding when she stepped inside, glancing around at the mostly 90's decor, patterned carpet and a popcorn maker behind the counter.

"H--hello?" She didn't want to intrude.

[benziies]

          “ no me refería a los de safe haven, por eso dije primos lejanos, aunque samara es mucho mejor. no nos haría ir todos juntos de un pueblo a otro por el maldito bosque. simplemente iría al grano ” o lo que fuera ¡un final rápido era mejor que ese sufrimiento prolongado! ante la preocupación del otro por el pozo, su mirada vuelve a posarse en la oscuridad que reinaba allí debajo. “ olvídalo, tendrías que pagarme un millón de dólares para quedarme allí abajo voluntariamente una noche ¡quién sabe si hay ratas o un cadáver, y no pienso descubrirlo! prefiero que me coman vivo, gracias ¿tú? ¿te tiro para averiguar qué onda? ” dice mirando por encima del hombro para centrarse en emmett.

“para mí tenían más pinta de haber salido del amanecer de los muertos pero...” eso era debatible, supone en lo que media sonrisa aparece tras sus labios sellados. del pequeño trozo de chocolate que se ha llevado a la boca, no queda ni rastro. “¿qué tan profundo crees que sea? si es que alguien sobreviviera la caída desde aquí, no sería ni tan mal refugio.” bah, si no estará diciendo tonterías. emmett le echaría la culpa al azúcar de la golosina, si no supiera bien que tantas risitas no son más que una manera de evadir el hueco que siente en el pecho. si tan solo su hermano estuviera aquí... “¿no pasarías la noche ahí abajo?”

[howly]

headcanon: the boring perfect self control vampire bella thinks she has is a LIE and at one point she caught human scent mid-hunt and snapped. it made her so wild she had to be restrained to the point where things got ugly

i know edward would never dare to do it and meyer would never dare write it and in canon newborn vamp bella would be far stronger than him...

actually. you know who would be stronger than one young vampire? two old vampires. and who would act practical in a critical situation? emmett

imagine edward and bella heading out for a hunt and emmett being like "do you guys mind if i tag along? i feel like snacking". bella's a little mad at the prospect of suddenly having a third wheel (homegirl wasn't planning on just. hunting) but alice gets a weird hunch and goes "no, no, em should go with you" ok nostradamus. he's going.

fast forward they're in the mountain. bella finds having emmett third-wheeling is not half bad. in emmett's head, lowkey it's bella who's the third wheel after so many decades of him hunting together with edward. but nevertheless, it's so fun with her around. all is good until they catch the scent of an entire group of friends hiking just a couple of miles from here, away from all civilization. emmett and edward stop in their tracks, ready to turn around. bella, her guard down, loses it and stars running towards the group, so they have no choice but to charge at her. while strugging to keep her in place, they try to talk her down but she doesn't listen. she doesn't care, she's strong enough to fight them off, and she fights and claws and hisses and breaks bones of whoever gets in her way because there are so many pulses just a few minutes' run away from her and their scent is so sweet and burning and calling, calling, calling to her

while struggling to restrain her, emmett grunts "we have to disarm her". edward catches the image in his head and shouts "no! you can't literally disarm bella!". well, how the hell do you expect us to stop her from massacring all those hikers? we'll just put her back together afterwards. duh!, emmett thinks, and knows he has to act fast so he goes in while bella's busy yanking away from edward's grip and tears off a limb. or two. all 3 of them may or may not be screaming.

a few moments later edward's pinning bella to the ground, holding her face between his palms, forcing her to look at him. her thrashing is not so effective with limited body parts. part of him wants to yell at emmett but that's kind of low priority. he's holding on to the last of his composure while he looks down at bella's feral expression and chants 'baby. i'm so sorry but i'll give you your leg back after you calm down a bit. i won't be able to outrun you if you go chasing after those people now. please calm down. i love you. hold your breath'

just then she listens, stops breathing and her vision refocuses. for the first time she realizes she was on her way to slaughter a bunch of strangers and she broke the arm of the man she loves at least three times when he tried to stop her. she wants to open her mouth and apologize but that will require her to breathe and possibly go crazy with thirst again. so she stares back at edward's panicked eyes and nods at him, her own red eyes just as full of terror.

then she looks over his shoulder and sees emmett waving her severed leg in the air like it's a baseball bat. "hey, did you know that rose wears the same shoe size?"

[saccharineflesh]

➷Closed; Emmett @alsfcrds ↪ Location: The Cinema

Seeing the wreckage from a mile away, Juno made way towards the cinema in an attempt to get a closer look. To see if anybody - in this case Emmett, whom they knew resided within - had fallen victim to the collapse of it he’d been lucky enough to shelter elsewhere.

Curiosity was a bastard, and a mean one at that, so despite the cold air around them, Juno continued on forwards. Anything to be away from Charlie. “Hope you’re not dead.” they called out instead of hello. “Looks pretty bad from out here.”

They maneuvered themselves around the scene, finding the main doors of the place and walking inside. Juno probably should have been more careful, with the roof caved in and all, but the excitement of potentially seeing his body kept them going. “Emmett?”

[starbcrnsx]

@seccndchances - jasper & emmett

Jasper let out a tired groan as he pushed himself up from the stool he had been sitting on. The bike in front of him needed some work and he was beginning to give up hope, there was no fixing it he almost deemed but a small voice in the back of his mind said keep going. Perhaps it was the voice of Rosalie that encouraged him to keep on going. Either way Jasper let out a sigh as he tossed his rag onto the table beside him and cleaned off his hands. This was going to have to continue on through tomorrow, he thought as he grabbed his jacket and left the shop. Making his way down the street he felt a small grin cross his lips, it was beautiful out and he couldn't wait to just sit down and relax for a moment.

Turning the next corner he came to an instant stop as he spotted a tall and familiar figure not too far from him. Tilting his head slightly to the side Jasper took in the other and felt his small grin growing into a wide smile. Standing no more than three feet away from him was non other than Emmett, his brother. Moving forward with quick steps Jasper felt the joy swell within him. "Emmett!" he didn't even pause at the thought of the other potentially not knowing him because the sight of a familiar face was all he needed in that moment.

[jaryoo]

# asher , emmet ( @vshrs @emmettons ) enviaron : "¿qué crees que les haya pasado?"

“¿envenenamiento?” soltó algo dubitativa. no fue tarea difícil encontrar un patrón en los cadáveres que llevaba; todos carecían de heridas, y aquello fue lo que la llevó a inclinarse por esa idea. arrugó la nariz y, con cuidado, echó el siguiente en la bolsa a su lado. ugh, necesitaba un descanso. “¿tú eres de los que tienen una teoría más elaborada? —— ya hay varies perdiendo la cabeza intentando descifrar lo ocurrido,” agregó, antes de dejar en el suelo la pala que cargaba en diestra. estiró los brazos y suspiró. “justo lo que le faltaba al pueblo para volverse el destino más acogedor.” sílabas se deslizaron de sus labios irónicas.

[wiredsmi1e]

DYNAMIC TAGS , FT . FARAH BEHZADI , RACHEL AMBER , DAMON & STEFAN SALVATORE , DUNCAN TRUEHEART , EMMETT MUNROE , & REGINA GEORGE ( @eregored , @prosperae , @ac1nums , @salvatoraes , @rebeltyped , @wkdys & @mademean ) .

[razedhell]

( @wiccawcnder ) vivi > emmett : acceptance - muse a kisses muse b’s forehead and lingers

palm cups the back of her neck, guiding Vivi closer to his body as he leans down to press a tender kiss to her forehead. he breathes, nose in her hair & all he can smell is her & it only serves to make this harder. “ i’ll be back soon, Glinda my good witch. ” words are uttered against her skin, not quite able to pull himself away from her just yet & Emmett closes his eyes to lock this moment away in his memories to help him survive the next couple days or weeks he’ll be gone from her side on this hunt.

finally, he takes a small step back to catch her gaze & thumb brushes affectionately over the apple of her cheek. “ text me or Daisy if you need anything & stay out of trouble — until i get back. ” teasing smirk curls the corner of his mouth, carving out his dimple before he leaves a soft kiss to her lips. “ do good things, ” with a wink, he turns for his car & sets out for the coven of vampires wreaking havoc 3 states over.

[thethistlegirlwrites]

Me, who started with an isolated magical city and now has a continent and associated archipelago 🤝 Rory in most of Thief of Hearts:

"This is all Emmett's fault..."

[violnts]

  𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑     𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ     𝖾𝗌𝗆𝖾     ﹠      𝖾𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗍         :      

@moorlight      /        cullen  matriarch  considers  it  both  blessing  and  curse  alike  to  enter  their  home  to  silence.   it's  a  rare  thing,    for  so  rarely  has  one  of  their  houses  been  devoid  of  one  or  another  of  her  children  for  longer  than  a  few  days  time.    she's  often  grateful  for  the  quiet,    grateful  for  it  allowing  for  her  to  complete  paperwork  and  lesson  plans  -  but  just  not  she's  all  the  more  pleased  to  see  at  least  one  of  her  children  around.      “      emmett.    ”    she  greets,    pressing  a  kiss  to  the  top  of  his  head  as  she  leans  down.    “      i  have  some  exciting  news,    i  think.    the  forecast  this  morning  called  for  a  storm  next  week.    if  aysel  concurs,    i  thought  it  could  be  nice  to  play  a  game  then - for old time's sake.     ”

[awalkoflife-arc]

🎁 - Taylor & Emmett (your choice of Christmas or not)

spotify wrapped 🎁 + ( merry christmas darling by the carpenters for @gcldcnhour )

❝ i still have one wish to make. ❞ they're sitting in emmett's dorm room and the firelight is reflecting against their skin, warming the contours of their cheeks. the night is still early considering they chose to ditch the end of term party, opting for once, the calm over the chaos. ❝ i'm not a religious man, miss ryan. ❞ perhaps once upon a time he was, long before he'd been welcomed into her world and yet, he still wasn't sure of everything that this new lifestyle would entail. with taylor by his side though, he was sure to experience the best of it. ❝ do you think we ever really have control over the things we choose to believe in? ❞ striking blue eyes drink in her delicate form, the details of her face, her posture as she makes herself comfortable on his bed, the way she's so easily the most effortlessly beautiful woman he's ever laid eyes on. she's not his however and it's slowly killing him that she's not supposed to be, either. all because there were rules to be followed. ones they didn't have a say in. ❝ you're one of those things you know. something to believe in --- you're nothing short of miraculous, tay. ❞ my wish, he wants to tell her, has always, will always, be you.

[ofmarcellus]

Marcel had seen the bigger man, tailing him for a bit before he lost sight of him. But then he felt his presence nearby and Marcel pulled him into a headlock. "I don't care if you're a mountain, you gotta be quicker," He said to Emmett before pushing him away and them for a hug. | @bde-cullen

[scottsancheez]

location: the scarlet lounge

when: sometime at night

status: closed

for: @tcwsend

The Scarlet Lounge was a place where Scotty went to escape. Alyssa was his one true love, but the man got lonely and he had needs. Everyone did. Did Scotty feel guilty about it? Absolutely, but life has been complete and total shit. He needed something to be excited about and The Scarlet Lounge got him excited. In ways that made him feel like a stupid fuckin teenager. However, tonight he wasn't alone. Tonight he had met Emmett. The best friend. The idiot who had gotten him into the most trouble with. Though Emmett has only been new in town for two years, it felt like Scotty had known him his whole life. Funny, how a person can feel like that. It was loud and vibrant and Scotty was already two drinks in. One more and the Sargent was a total goner. He sat down with of course, his third and downed it. The alcohol burned down his throat and Scotty cursed under his breath "Fuck." He sat there, watched as the smoke rom another man blew in his face and then watched as the girls started to dance. He wasn't paying attention much right now though. Running a hand through his hair, Scotty shook his head "You know, if I wasn't fuckin on leave we wouldn't be able to do this. I still don't know how you even got off tonight."

[sapphiredhearts-a]

twilight tags ( cullen edition )

[halliebk]

se encontraba allí, mirando a los infectados bajo la lluvia deambular sin descanso. le hacía pensar, ¿y sí todos terminan como ellos? se le apretaba el pecho pensarlo, quería volver a ver a su familia, a sus amigos. a los que dejo atrás. ¿y si no podía verlos nuevamente porque...? se detiene a medio pensamiento, no quería pensar negativamente. ellos, estaban a salvo, es lo que espera. levantó la mirada y se encuentra con la silueta de un hombre a contraluz, no alcanza a reconocer sus rasgos, pero esboza una sonrisa amable. " uh... no, ya pregunté. también quiero ir a hacer unas maletas a mi casa, no puedo perder toda mi ropa. y... no lo sé. mi arco, mi diario y algunos de mis libros favoritos. " eso le dolía más que perder todo los mubles y las cosas que compró y eligió con esfuerzo para sentir un ambiente cálido en su hogar, y así no sentirse tan sola. " ¿qué hay de ti? ¿qué rescatarías? "

📍AFUERAS DEL REFUGIO BLOOMWOOD.

es sólo una calle (y una maciza barricada) lo que le separa del horror de dos días atrás, de lo que no pudo salvar, de la calma que ahora anhela. ve, murmura una voz al final de su mente y emmett tiene que hacer un esfuerzo extra por que el pensamiento intrusivo no termine ganando esta vez. en cambio, sólo sostiene un desgastado funko pop en alto, con su mano derecha. los pasos que se avecinan no lo hacen bajar la figura ni nada por el estilo—por el contrario, parece aferrarse más a ésta.

"¿crees que me dejen entrar cinco minutos a casa? olvidé mi chaqueta favorita en el sofá." por supuesto, no habla en serio. pero cómo le gustaría volver y encontrarse con que nada de esta locura es real. con que su vida (y las de el resto, asume) no han dado un completo giro en U.