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aliceismypixie · 8 months

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The villain of my story ∥ The woods aren't for games

Summary - "The villain will always be the villain if the hero tells the story" or atleast that's what they say. No one knew why you became what you are. But you wanted your revenge on Isabella Marie Swan and you were ready to do anything to have it.

Pairing - Twilight x villain!reader

Pronoun - she/her (but can be read as a male reader or gn reader)

Warning - kidnapping

Words count - 1.17k~

Set - After Breaking-Dawn Part 2

Chapter 1 - Masterlist

Lucky them, vampires didn't need to sleep. Unlucky them, vampires couldn't sleep.

For the past two weeks, everyone just wanted to drown themselves in a peaceful slumber only to wake up and realize that the threat was only a bad dream and they were actually okay. Jacob, Seth and Leah had the luxury to sleep but once they would wake up, the hard reality would catch up on them and they were forced to watch over their friend.

Yes once again, there was a protection details for Bella once again. And everyone was either tired or annoyed about it. Leah and Rosalie were annoyed about the protection detail, sure they were somewhat 'friends' with Bella, but honestly Leah was there because she didn't have any other choice and Rosalie was more attached to Renesmee than Bella. The rest were tired. Everyone did try to hide it but it was pretty obvious. This family couldn't get a break. At Least not until the threat was gone.

"So you can't see anything ?" Leah asked with a scoff and Jasper tightened his hold against his wife.

"I've tried okay ? But all I see is a blank space. I can't see them or whatever their plan is. I've tried !" Alice argued back as the family was once again reunited in the living room.

"But we can't just have a protection detail, right ?" Seth innocently asked from his seat beside Esme, who sent him a motherly smile.

"No, we need to add a protection force. We can ask Sam's pack for help." Edward butted in and if Rosalie wasn't outside playing with Resentment Renesmee and Jacob, she would have rolled her eyes.

Of course Edward was only thinking about Bella's safety. But could you blame him ? She was his wife and he loved her more than anything. And as selfish as it sounds, the mind reader was ready to put anyone's life on line if it was to ensure Bella's well being and safety. He did it when the two nomads vampires hunted them, he did it when he forced everyone to leave Forks only to left them once they were out of the city, he did it when the newborn army was against Bella and he did it when the Volturi threatened to kill his family. And by his family, I was only talking about Renesmee and Bella.

But could you really blame him ? It was admirable ! A man boy, willing to risk's all his loved one's life for his true love ! Please take in consideration that Bella was only his singer and not his mate. See that ? He was so deeply in love with the main character that he was willing to do anything for her.

But anyways, Edward Anthony Masen-Cullen was only the main lead of the love triangle for the main character so let's not go deeper into the subject yeah ?

Bella felt like she was a burden. I mean she was but the main character is never a burden. But it wasn't her fault if people were revengeful ! All she ever wanted was to live a happy immortal after-life with her vampire god-like husband, her hybrid super rare child and her husband's super rich family. She was the victim here.

As I was saying, Bella felt like she was a burden and all she wanted was for everything to stop and go back to the way it used to be. Obviously not what it used to be before she met the Cullens, but like, you see the past year that passed without the Volturi or a rogue vampire wanting to kill her was actually nice.

"I'm so sorry guys. I really don't know who it could be…" Bella muttered.

"They're alone against all of us anyways." Emmett smirked, clearly thrilled by the feeling of being in a dangerous situation.

"Emmett, this is a serious matter." Edward scolded with a glare and his brother rose his hand in surrender.

"And I was serious too, relax dude." The buff vampire replied yet the tension in the room stayed so thick that you could cut it with a knife and Jasper's power was almost useless.

"We need to be ready for any eventuality." Carlisle announced and everyone agreed, feeling a strange and uneasy shiver run down their spines.

Rosalie, Jacob and Renesmee were all hanging out in the forest. The Cullen's territory was safe for now and if they felt any threat, they needed to go back home immediately, not that Renesmee would know anyways. Right now they were simply enjoying the fresh air outside of the suffocating windows of the Cullen's three story house and talking. Well, Rosalie and Jacob weren't really talking to each other you know, mostly talking to their favorite child.

"Aunt Rosalie, do you think that we'll catch them ?" Renesmee asked and the blond vampire sent her a comforting smile.

"Of course we will. They will not hurt any of us, don't worry." The Goddess-like vampire replied and Jacob rubbed his fluffy head against Renesmee's side, agreeing with Rosalie for once.

"Well then, you'll have to catch me !" Renesmee started to run away and the two grown up exchanged a look before running after her.

They were unlucky though, Renesmee inherited her father's speed. I would say the little girl was lucky to have inherited her father's speed, but when an immortal child was after you and equally as fast as you while your family was too far away to protect you, I wouldn't exactly say I was lucky.

Smelling the unfamiliar scent of lavender and wet-grass around them, Jacob and Rosalie immediately tried to go faster while Jacob howled, alerting the members of his pack. The two adults chased after Renesmee, missing the shadow passing them through the trees as they couldn't even see the hybrid in front of them.

"Renesmee slow down !" Rosalie called in panic.

Hearing her aunt's worried tone, Renesmee turned around swiftly, but what she didn't expect was to see a hooded figure only a few inches away from her with their red eyes glowing.

"I would stay quiet if I were you." The voice was childish yet there was some kind of venom and dangerous aura in them that made Renesmee stunned in fear.

Not far away from them, echoed the call of Rosalie, soon followed by the rest of the Cullens while the shifters were all in their wolf form causing the hooded figure to smirk before putting a hand on Renesmee's mouth.

"Let's go dear." They muttered and suddenly the clearing was empty, as if they never were there in the first place.

Reaching the clearing, everyone's expression fell as they found it empty. The only thing they could find was a letter gently laid on the ground and Bella took, her hands trembling at the thought of what probably happened and her heart fell, as well as everyone else's, as she rode the words of the letter out loud.

"'I told you to keep an eye open Bells. The woods aren't for games'."

Chapter 3

#twilight x reader #villain!reader #child!reader #alice cullen #jasper hale #resume cullen #emmett cullen #rosalie hale #carlisle cullen #esme cullen #edward cullen #bella swan #jacob black #leah clearwater #seth clearwater #twilight imagine

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lavender-at-heart · 17 days

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Velvet and Lace

Part 1 : The Invitation

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Pairing: Aro Volturi × fem!OC

AN: while this is a oc series I am purposely limiting descriptive elements so it may be read as a reader insert. I don't know how long this series will be, I also haven't posted on here in so long. Please give me feedback and wish me luck! Thanks for reading/engaging!

Warnings: none for this chapter

Word count: 710

Masterlist

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A year. I haven't been to Forks in a year. I spent my entire life thinking that it was everything, now I'm not so sure. I miss my home more than anything, but the wonders I have seen while away. I can only imagine what those quiet town folk will think of my stories. My reason for returning? An envelope that arrived to my hotel room in Bankok. Simple, off white paper with silver etchings that read the following:

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Isabella Marie Swan

And

Edward Anthony Masen Cullen

Together with their families, request the honor of your presence at the celebration of their marriage.

Saturday the thirteenth of August, two thousand and eleven, five O'clock in the evening

420 Woodcroft Ave

Forks, WA

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I could hardly believe the words as they spilled from my mouth. My sister, married? My sweet, anti-social, 18 year old sister? Yes I'm aware that she had found herself a boyfriend, our phone calls over the past year have been of nothing else, it seems. It's so unlike her, but nevertheless I am giddy. Later that evening I recive a phone call from the bride herself, bestowing upon me the title of maid of honor.

When I first met Edward Cullen, I was surprised. I never had any classes with him since he was a grade bellow me, but he always seemed off. His whole family did, which became the talk of the town for months and months. The rest of his siblings seemed relatively well rounded, with sharp minds and passionate interests. I became acquainted with Emmett and Rosalie during our shared English class. Rosalie, while much more reserved than Emmet, was always helpful and kind. We never became friends outside of school but I was shocked to find out that she had a disdain for Bella (I would later realize that this was due to me not trying to stick my nose into vampire business, although I would have if I had known that the Cullens were supernatural beings.) Emmett was very sociable, we didn't have much in common but I was glad to have such a friendly classmate.

After the shock of the wedding died down, I booked a plane ticket home as soon as possible. My father, Charlie, would pick me up from the airport. I would get to see Bella. Gosh. I haven't seen her in person since I left. Bella, one year younger than me, has always lived with our mother. That was the agreement. She went of to sunny Arizona and I started in the rain. I always liked the rain though, and I always liked Forks. Right before I started grade 12, Bella moved here. And I loved it. I had never been happier. But that only lasted so long. Bella got caught up with her vampire-like boyfriend and I started feeling a horrible longing to leave. I made the decision, much to my father's dismay, to take a gap year. Travel. I had been working at the diner after school since grade 9 and I had saved almost all of the money I made. My favorite thing about Bellas new beau was his family. They were quite lovely people, although strange, and they helped me quite a bit with my travels. Alice, the only one who I had become moderately close to, aswell as Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, had filled my mind with many inspirations for my travels. They also gave me some extra money to help make it as fulfilling as possible, despite me protesting about 100 times. By the end of grade twelve I was itching to leave. My itinerary was stacked, I planned to stay in Europe for two months and the rest in Asia. I cherished the cathedrals in Germany , the busy streets in Mumbai, the quiet ashrams in India, sights of Nepal, Vietnam, Italy, France, and now Thailand. I have come away from this trip with a bigger sense of the world, and myself. But now I've grown rather homesick from shuffling village to village, my sense of adventure has been filled and I'm ready for peace and simplicity. I think I'm ready to go home. Little did I know that returning to the middle of nowhere, Washington, would lead me on the greatest adventure of my life.

END

Thanks for making it to the end! <3 -CC

#twilight #twilight fanfiction #twilight series #twilight oc #oc series #aro volturi #aro volturi x reader #aro volturi x oc #aro volturi fanfiction #aro volturi series #bella swan #bella swan x sister #michael sheen #michael sheen x oc #michael sheen x reader

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poeith5 · 9 months

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Old School Love

Lisa Bonet as Bahni Jones

Robert Pattinson as Edward Anthony Masen Cullen

Dealing Alias: Ant

A drug dealer turned vampire.

A hood girl from Southside Chicago working a poor job trynna make a living.

They cross worlds making a love that's never been seen before.

All until memory gets in the way and time flies by quick.

Their love though?

Has it been forgotten? Or transitioned into something else?

It's only the 1990s but it's an old school love.

* Ant is his alias in which he deals his substances.

*He has a world shift like his mind goes into another dimension, mentally he goes back to being Ant, the drug dealing man who fell in love with Bahni, when he meets her for the first time.

*His hair is shaved off btw, and he sports a silver necklace.

*If you've ever seen Good Time, it's a movie starring Robert Pattinson. The accent in the movie, is my inspiration for his character. i know it may be a New York accent but for the story, it sounds moreso Chicagoan.

*Every book on Wattpad or any other app, imo has no diversity esp the Twilight Saga Universe. I feel it to be completely unfair for every other culture: Latina, Black, Indigenous. It is heavily agitatating and very much offensive to me as a black woman, to love reading but can never find any stories within the Twilight Saga that have a black fem reader or a black masc reader! It's tiring and upsetting. So Imma change that with this story hea!

#edward cullen x black reader #1990s fashion #old school #bwwm love #black girls are beautiful #edward cullen #love and other drugs #forks washington #chicago #southside

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idolumz · 7 months

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𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍, 𝐸𝐷𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐷 𝐴𝑁𝑇𝐻𝑂𝑁𝑌. ⇀ surrender to the fume / it's all flesh, + 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, + forgotten now.

༊*·˚࿐　　　　✞　　　　𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 𝙾𝙽𝙴, or: overview.

full name. edward anthony cullen. age. physically, twenty2 / actually, 122. date + place of birth. june 20th, 1901 ; chicago, illinois, usa. species. vampire. nationality. american. gender. demi man. pronouns. he/them. orientations. biromantic bisexual. loyalties. the olympic coven.

notable family. carlisle cullen, adopted father. esme cullen, adopted mother. alice cullen, adopted sister. emmett cullen, adopted brother. rosalie hale, adopted sister. jasper hale, adopted brother.

༊*·˚࿐　　　　✞　　　　𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝚆𝙾, or: biographical.

edward anthony masen ( the second, a fact that nobody is letting him forget any - fuckin’ - time soon ! ) is born the only son to edward & elizabeth masen. beloved, beleaguered child — adored & doomed, in equal measures, by singular status. mother teeters on overbearing + father impresses upon baby - faced little boy that the family legacy is his to bear, on spindly little shoulders not designed for such a burden.

the masens are moneyed, comfortably so, courtesy of edward masen snr’s role as a highly successful lawyer ; allows him to send his only son to private schools ( catholic, naturally — more on this later ) & music lessons alike / god, how he takes to it. brilliant mind, natural charm … oh, to have it all !! ( elizabeth claims she gets it from him, + she’s right. they’re both effervescent, warm characters ; inviting, with laughter in deep brown hues. he looks so much like her, all dark hair + mouth built to curl into a smile, to catch on a canine as he’s trying to bite back a grin that’ll reach into every corner of a beautifully chiseled countenance. )

there’s a marked difference in the before + after, with him. before: he’s got the whole world in the palm of his hand, knows it too. clever, talented, charming … he has plans, to get a degree + to make a difference in the world. to do something useful, to become a man his mother could burst with pride over / do you think she would be proud of you now, boy ? with crimson wetting the corners of your downturned lips ?

cue: the spanish influenza ! his father goes down first, a quiet passing that edward can’t bring himself to properly mourn. ( can you grieve for a man who felt more like a ghost ? ) his mother is next, infinitely less quietly – she cries, she screams, she clings to whatever shreds of life she can. she begs the golden - eyed doctor to look after her boy ( to do what others can’t for him, doctor, please, he’s my world- ) + it’s not long after that when she slips away, goes still + quiet in a way he’s never known. his heart cleaves in two for her, + his own illness ratchets up shortly after.

he thinks he imagines it, being lifted / whisked away. he’s unaware of where he is, what’s going on … barely conscious, but the world comes to in vivid carmine when carlisle whispers something like a prayer & sinks his teeth in. he’s never known agony quite like it — for a moment, he genuinely thinks he’s dead ! ( god knows he begged enough for it, that he could go gentle into that good night … ) instead of the pearly gates, he wakes up with a ravenous hunger he can’t explain / a disquiet in his very bones, like they’ve been rearranged. he’s aware, in that split second, that something has become fundamentally different about his existence.

carlisle is remarkably patient + kind with him, in the early days. it’s so easy to trust him, with his gentle disposition, his preternatural calm. in measured, even tones he explains the minutiae of this lifestyle that they share. it doesn’t take long for an unbreakable bond to form / for all the monetary worth in the world, edward masen snr. failed to give his child any tangible emotional connection. carlisle is so forthcoming with it, so genuine in his affection, that he stops becoming a friend and more the father that edward deserved. by 1920, he’s changed his surname: cullen, here + ever after.

incidentally, the first + last time edward unintentionally reads carlisle’s mind is within the first year. it’s just — he’s so concerned, has so many unspoken questions just rattling around in there, & edward snaps. all it takes is a particularly loud thought — “will you stop with the questions?” “i wasn’t asking any.” telepathy, arriveth ! always so good, at reading people like open books … it flourishes into a skill he hones over time. ( he + his family have a code, though / they invite him in, as it were, like a knock at the door. otherwise, their business is their business & he’s leaving them the fuck to it. )

it’s just the two of them, for those first few years – in 1921, he brings esme home. ( he’s always had a soft spot for mothers, + she’s an exceptional one. ) carlisle tends to her so lovingly, edward sees the writing on the wall well before they do ! it’s his first time as best man at a wedding, grinning like a fool the entire time.

( oh, the dark period … four years, something of a teenaged rebellion when he breaks off to go do god knows what. he doesn’t enjoy dwelling on it, the bloodshed / the bitterness that brewed underneath perfect - porcelain skin, rancorous in a way he didn’t know he could be. by 1931, he’s gotten over his reputation (taylor’s version) era & rejoined the family. vegetarian ever since, + gratefully so ! what he won’t ever regret, though, is tasting charles evenson’s fear / it made him so succulent, so sweet. )

the family grows — rosalie joins in 1933, emmett in 1935. ( they’re so in love that it turns his stomach a little / first instance where something that might be loneliness sparks somewhere beneath his ribcage, destined to be quashed every time he feels its telltale ache. ) 1950 brings alice + jasper; alice takes it upon herself to move into his room within the first hour of being part of the family, to his utter horror. ( their wedding is the third he attends, just as joyful as the first. if he’s suppressing a horrific sense of desolation the entire time, then that’s his goddamned business. alice can tell him that she sees someone in his future all she damn likes, he’s not convinced. ) they’re a tight unit, from then on — far from a perfect family, that much is painfully true, but he loves them with an unmistakeable fierceness.

+ so the rest of his life unfolds, a blur: more places than he cares to name, degrees collected / that goddamned graduation cap collage will haunt him for eons. ( as a rule, he favours medicine, psychological sciences. he flirted with economics very briefly, found out he hated it ! every few years, he’ll fuck around in a different academic sandpit, to varying levels of success. the only one he hasn’t done is law … call it a grudge, given that edward masen snr. was hellbent on him entering the same field. ) they move around, settle as long as they can, move on ; it works out, for the most part. he’s never been able to quell that unsettling notion, though, that he might just be missing something. someone. whatever.

༊*·˚࿐　　　　✞　　　　𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴, or: personal.

sullen, brooding, overdramatic dickhead. i fully believe tht his siblings hv tried to push him off several bridges ( very much the scene in gilmore girls where luke shoves jess into the lake ) sheerly bc he’s annoyed them <3 in terms of how this affects how he interacts w other people … i think he’d avoid it as much as humanly possible, but it’s far more funny to inundate him with it + watch him squirm.

the fact that he drives a volvo remains devastating canon. he is now dangerously attached to it. he loves his volvo so goddamn much. he has a fucking arsenal of flashy sports cars, his entire family does — but he's gone + gotten overly attached to his shitty little volvo.

pretentious. i know it in my gut. the classical music was only the beginning of it. asked about his favourite book ? the singular novel of some long - dead writer that the square root of fuck all people have heard about. favourite movie ? he’s barely holding back a tangent about when italian cinema was at its peak. begging someone to just bash him over a shovel + put him out of his misery !

current, + only, heir of the masen family fortune / manor. for what it’s worth, he’s treating it as a creative writing project ; he 'creates' a new heir every few decades, comes forth, claims the fortune, lets that heir die, rinse, repeat. he’s never gotten a formal law degree, but fuck if he can’t write a damn good will.

pathologically bricked but god, let’s not get into that. fella’s essentially the teenage boy at bible camp who just learned what sins of the flesh were & got hot + bothered about it / never met another mindreader & he’s thanking several long - dead gods for that fact, because they’d never get over how chronically horny & how cripplingly sad he is about it.

#༊*·˚࿐　　　　✞　　　　𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙵𝙸𝙴𝙳:　　𝖾.　𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇‚　established.#cure:intro

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jimblejamblewritings · 2 years

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the imprint or the blood singer | part 26.

Summary: Y/N Black. All about La Push. Shy girl unless you get to know her. Not one to make friends easily despite the fact that she very well could. Friends with her brother’s friends until one Bella Swan comes back to town.

Warnings for the Series: light violence, light smut

Pairing: Edward Cullen x reader, Embry Call x reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

Masen wasn’t meant to start school till the second semester but she liked it so much and Mr. Anthony didn’t mind taking in a new student early. You were fixing Masen’s lunch box while Edward was teaching her a piano piece he had been working on for a few days now.

Despite the large amounts of money built up over the years from Carlisle, you and Edward wanted to try being financially independent— it was also something else to add to your attempt at a normal life. Being incredibly talented at music and English, Edward started writing books and was already publishing piano pieces under a pseudonym. You finally picked a major, still choosing to do online school, in art history. You had also decided to work on bigger paintings and sell them, also under a pseudonym.

“Alright little wolf, you’ll be late for school if you don’t go now,” Edward said.

Masen pressed her forehead to his and then jumped from the piano bench. She followed you to the car. You strapped her in and made your way to the school. You barely pulled up when Masen bolted out the car seeing her friend, a girl you had learned was named Emma. She and Emma walked hand in hand into the school building. You smiled but also felt your heart tug.

If this was normal life, Masen and Emma would be best friends forever. But you wouldn’t be in Forks much longer. Edward looked eighteen and so did you, people would only accept the lie up until twenty-one. Maybe twenty-three if you really wanted to push it. You would have to move and Masen would have to start all over at a new school and you would have to do it again and again until she graduated. The only reprieve for your baby would be when she went off to college, she’d be able to stay where she wanted without anyone knowing about you and Edward.

After dropping Masen off you drove to La Push. You took off your engagement ring and finally placed it on your anklets. You exited the car and phased. It felt pretty good. You hadn’t phased in a while and Sam had taken you off of patrol completely after Masen was born, stating you had a family now and they could hold their own.

Not that you liked patrols to begin with but it was the only real reason to phase so you decided to voluntarily put yourself on patrol when you had time. Today was your first day back and you were with Quil and Embry.

You smoothed out your wedding dress. The day was finally here. It had started to snow a little bit but nothing was sticking. Emmett set up a pavilion last minute and brought out a bunch of heaters for the outside wedding. It wasn’t a very big event yet Alice pulled out all the stops anyway. You smiled at your dad as he prepared to escort you down the aisle.

The guests cooed as Masen threw the petals down the aisle. Edward’s face lit up as he saw you. For you it was like all time had stopped. No one else was there but you and him.

The reception was just as exciting. Because of the cold, any of your human guests with exception of Charlie and Bella left after the ceremony. You were embarrassed as the pack made their speeches— whereas Jake and Leah were nice enough to keep it sweet, Seth, Embry, and Quil embarrassed the absolute shit out of you. You only felt better when Rosalie recounted many stories of Edward that you had never heard before, the blonde sending winks your way throughout the stories.

“(Y/N), Edward. Your cousins sent a wedding gift,” Carlisle approached you two after a slow dance. “They apologize for missing, Irina couldn’t because…”

You nodded as Edward took the gift and set it down. Irina was still upset you guys had killed Laurent but in the pack’s defense, he was trying to attack Bella. Jacob cut in for a dance with you and then Jasper, Emmett, and Embry. Each congratulated you. The party was over when you saw Masen yawn for the fifth time in a span of four minutes and noticed somehow she was missing a shoe. Edward scooped her up and you made your way back home.

Your suitcases were sitting in a corner of the living room when you made it back to the tiny cottage. Because the school accepted Masen early, you and Edward decided to push back your honeymoon to the school’s holiday vacation and make it a family event.

You put Masen to bed and after reading a chapter of a book, at her request, you joined Edward downstairs. Sometimes he would stay in bed with you, other times he softly played piano all night helping you and Masen sleep to the quiet notes of the keys.

“I have something for you.”

“Hmm?” he kissed you twice and you pulled out the small box.

Edward opened it. He smiled taking the gold bracelet out of the box, it matched your anklet. You watched him put it on.

“I told you I would get you something with the pack symbol on it.”

“I love it. And you.”

“I love you too.”

It had been so long since you stepped foot in an elementary school in the midst of the holidays. There was a lot more construction paper and tinsel on the walls than you remembered. Masen was in the holiday program so you and Edward were going to watch. It surprised you both at first, Masen still didn’t talk much but she was ready for the program and was even given lots of lines.

It didn’t take long for the news of who Masen’s parents were to ring through the schools. You became very popular in the PTA, all the parents thought it was so commendable for you to adopt your niece and if you or Edward ever needed help to not hesitate and call them. You also didn’t miss the looks of pity from some of them, they thought it was such a shame that the two of you had to give up your youth to raise this child. If only any of them knew the truth. You ended up sitting in the second row by Emma’s parents and watched the program. Masen and Emma both ran up to you after it ended.

“Oh, you both looked so lovely in your little costumes. You did great.”

The two girls smiled up at you. Emma and Masen looked at each other before Masen nodded her head.

“Um, Mrs. Cullen?” The girl’s voice was small but determined. “Can I come over to your house?”

You and Edward had to laugh. It was a classic tactic, get your friend to ask the question so the parents can’t say no. You would’ve said yes anyway if Masen had asked. You talked with Emma’s parents and agreed that you would pick the two girls up from school on Monday, which was the last day before break, and Emma could sleepover that night. The children high-fived before Masen grabbed you and Edward’s hands to walk back to the car.

(End)...

#edward cullen x reader #edward cullen x black!reader #embry call x reader #embry call x black!reader #twilight fic

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