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Someone Who'll Get It

Felix x fem! reader

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It was getting lonely here. You had been turned for a whole year now, by your coven leader with a mind gift after realizing that she could not reach you after meeting you in a Parisian library while you were still human. You had to leave everything behind, as she wanted you in his coven. A powerful mental shield! That’s what she had said about you, and the reason she turned you. The only reason why you were here. Sure, you had everything you wanted, could shop in those Lolita shops the prettiest gothic dresses you’d ever seen. Angelic Pretty, Devil Inspired, Sinister, Hell Bunny, Poizen Industries… All of those brands that you couldn’t afford suddenly became your everyday wear. Fingers adorned in Alchemy rings, neck covered in real diamonds shining oh so lovely under candlelight, it was like a dream come true. But it seemed that every dream comes with a price.

You could not care less about eating people, or not being able to be under the sunlight in public, oh that you did not miss! But what was really getting you was that lonely feeling slowly overcoming you, creeping down your spine. Your coven mates treated you like a child, scolding you when you did something they thought was wrong, or when you were not up their expectations. And Henriette! Your coven leader, treated you like a precious doll, like a trophy daughter! You were twenty-one, yet when you were with her it felt like you were a child again, afraid of doing a wrong move and getting punished for it. You were not Henriette’s darling daughter; you were Henriette’s darling mental shield and that’s how the whole coven saw you. You’d tried to talk about it to Isabeau, yet the young woman had told you to not bother about it. How could you be sad wearing such pretty dresses? Maybe you needed something else? And so she would take you shopping, buying you another crimson dress to go with a cross necklace adorned in rubies, matching your dyed hair. A new pair of Demonia was acquired, and that was it. You had to be happy now, after all you had such pretty clothing, huh [Y/N]?

Yet it was not what you were longing for. You did not want to be just a pretty face with a gift to exhibit to passing nomads to show how powerful the De Jarjayes coven was. You wanted friends, family, someone to spend eternity with. You’d heard Ethan talk about mates once, and when you brought up the subject to Henriette, wanting to know more, was it like a soulmate? She never answered, saying that you should not busy your pretty head with something that hypothetical, and why aren’t we practicing your gift? You should be able to project your shield, it would be useful, you know?

So you always did as you were told. After all, what could you do? You were so young compared tot the other vampires of your coven, who had been walking this earth for centuries, and you couldn’t go against them, you knew deep inside of you that you would be hurt and that in the end it would only worsen your situations and not make it easier. So you complied, exercising your gift, projecting your shield a little bit longer and further day after day of training. You would dress up like the pretty doll you were, only finding pleasure in fashion, and the books you could read. All dolled-up, you would stand tall beside Henriette when nomads or other coven would visit, rendering vampires with mental abilities powerless for Henriette’s sake, praying that someday would appear someone who would get it, get how lonely and hurt inside you were feeling, and get you out of there. But nomads were wary of Henriette and you, and as soon that their curiosity was satiated, they would leave, not daring to create any amical relation with you in fear of your coven leader. But there was someone, more like a coven that Henriette was worried about.

She had told you about them, of course. The Italian nobility, ruling the vampire world for thousand years. She wanted you to be scared of them, and oh how she succeeds! Telling tales of the Romanian war, of Caius the Bloodthirsty King, of the terrifying Felix the Executioner! How easily the taller than life vampire could overpower you and kill you if he wishes to! Of the terrible Witch Twins, Alec who could take away all of your senses, and Jane, you could torture you with only her mind if you were not careful with your shield! How easily Demetri could track you, following you to the end pf the world to lead you to your demise! Her words were to make you afraid of leaving, of making any mistakes, and with such gory tales, how could you want to leave? No, you did not want to attract the attention of the ruling coven on you, poor little rose!

But in the dark of the night, when the manor was silent, and you were left alone to your thought, despite the fear Henriette had instigated in you about the Volturi, you hoped in secret in your heart that maybe they were not to fear, that she was only to say that to keep you at her feet, like a pretty puppet that she could manipulate at her wishes. You prayed to meet your mate, your romantic soulmate that would love you, and take you away from here, away from the manipulative coven.

You started to try to get more information about the Volturi, but with how controlled your environment was, it was nearly mission impossible. Days were passing by, seasons, and now it was close to the second anniversary of your turning. You were more powerful, and Henriette wanted to celebrate it celebrate the little doll that brought such power to her coven! She bought you a dress prettier than all of the others, white like the pure little dove she wanted everyone, including yourself, to see you as. She liked to show you off, and in the end, it was what caused her demise.

You see, a nomad that had met you a few weeks ago ended up in Volterra. He had committed a fault in his past, and as a punishment he was to observe the world for the Volturi. Approaching the end of his sentence, he went to give the kings all of the information he had collected over the months he spent roaming around Europe. And when that nomad, whose name doesn’t matter for your story, held his hand to Aro, and when the King saw about you, about your gift, about the sadness the nomad had seen in your eyes, the longing for a family, for love, he decided that a little thing like you could thrive in a castle full of older vampires ready to teach you about life, about art, and everything your little heart desired, and that your power could be a great addition to the Guard. It would be too dangerous to leave you with Henriette, the Volturi had grown wary of her after the demise of the Romanians, and he didn’t like the idea of such vampires controlling a vampire with such a powerful gift.

On the day of the celebration of your turning, you prayed again and again, to any god, any deity that could hear your payers, to grant you a mate, someone who’ll get it, who would take you away from here.

Ethan had got out of the cellar some of the best blood-wine, and you were sitting beside them, like a porcelain doll on her throne, as you hoped again and again that this would be the last anniversary you would spend in this manor, resembling so much the Versailles Court Henriette knew in her human life, full of costumes and lies.

Sipping your blood-wine, you were faking interest in what Isabeau was telling you when you heard the doors opening. You could feel how tense the room suddenly was, and as you stood and looked at the newcomers, you understood why. There was only one coven owning such cloaks. The Volturi had finally learnt about you. There were four figures, but you could only focus on the most imposing one. It could only be Felix, the head of the Volturi Guard. And if you could breathe, the air would have been stuck in your lungs. He was the most handsome man you’d ever seen, dark curls framing a beautiful but now severe face. He was tall, easily towering your [height]. You could only focus on him as that warm pull in your chest lead you toward him, and you knew that you would never want to be away from him again. Your prayers had been answered, and for this anniversary you had received the most beautiful gift you could ever have: a mate.

As his eyes landed on you, Felix seemed to soften, but it was still clear that he was the most powerful person here. Henriette, knowing very well that she couldn’t stand against four of the most powerful guard of the Volturi, had no choice but let you leave with them.

You rushed to your room, filling a bag with the only things you had brought from your human life. You took off this horrid white dress, putting on your favorite Sinister one. Felix gently helped you removing the diamond necklace, that you left on your bed that you would never rest on again, and helped you pack a few more clothes: a few Angelic Pretty blouses and shirts, a dress, your favorite pieces from Sinister, your Alchemy jewelry, a pair of Demonia. Contrary to what Henriette had told you, Felix was gentle with you, carrying you bags as you rejoined the other guards on the bottom floor. And without a look for the vampires that made your life a painfully lonely hell for the past two years, you left, Felix’ arm wrapped around your shoulder leading you towards a new and welcoming life.

During the long ride towards Italy, the guards presented themselves, and tried to put you at ease. While some fear instigated by your sire were lingering, as the hours passed by you were growing more comfortable: you were away from the manipulative coven that had been the only people you had been around to, excluding the nomads that were passing by but never stayed long. Somehow Felix’ presence reassured you, and you were more serene that you’d ever been for the past two years.

Felix and Demetri took time to explain to you why they had come to you, and answered all of the questions you had. You were still a little nervous, but by the time you arrived at the castle you were not as terrified of them as you had been because of the stories Henriette had told you.

Felix by your side, you were guided to the kings, and since Aro could not get inside your mind, you told the four of them everything you could remember, from the blurry memories of your human meeting with Henriette to the long two years. When came the tales, you tried to limit the explanations as much as you could, but you still saw Felix tense at your side. Now that you had met him, you could not understand how you could still be scared of him: he had treated you with such respect and gentleness that you knew you couldn’t think badly of your mate, for he had only been kindness for you.

The kings felt sorry for you, and said that they would give you time to settle into a normality before giving you duties. You would have your own quarters close to Felix’, and Heidi and him would help you make yourself comfortable.

During the few months it took you to settle into this new life, your mate never left your side, gently guiding you and helping you. As your mate bond grew stronger, you were feeling happier with Felix by your side, leaving the scared little doll behind, growing into the powerful woman you had always wished to be.

And soon, as duty called, you were to be trained like any other guard. Felix took his job seriously, making sure you could defend yourself. The friendship slowly turning into something more. You were training with Felix again, trying to execute the moves he had taught you, without great success. With a sight, you prepared yourself to do it again, and got the surprise to tackle your mate to the ground, legs straddling his hips as he clearly enjoyed the view.

“You cheated! You’re not supposed to let me win Felix!”

He smiled “Can you blame me for wanting to enjoy such a view Cor Meum?”

If you could blush, you face would be red from embarrassment with the nickname that awoke butterflies in your belly.

“Kiss me then, Mon Coeur.”

“As you wish”

His lips felt like heaven, so warm and soft as you let him kiss you oh so tenderly. How nice it was that you needed not to part to breath! The kiss grew steamier, and you both parted after a few minutes, big smiles on your faces and love in your eyes. Yes, you truly got sent someone who would get you, in the person of the lovely Felix.

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willowkatt · 2 months

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i'm willow or will !!

any pronouns will do, he/she are preferred but they/it are okay

neurodivergent | OCD and autism

casual acronyms are very hard for me to understand (lmk, hbu, ijbol), same with song abriviations (such as you know what they do.. turns into ykwtdtgluip, i cannot read that!!)

don't really need many tone tags, but /s (sarcasm) , /j (joke) and /lh (lighthearted) are helpful!!

my main interests, aka you'll see me reblog/post about (no particular order) (apologies if you see a stray reblog of a different topic lol)

- my chemical romance (bullets ♡, frank iero ♡, revenge era ♡, danger days era ♡)

- miraculous ladybug (season 3 ♡, gabriel agreste ♡, lila rossi ♡, felix fathom ♡)

- genshin impact (casual AR57, diluc ♡, rosaria ♡, dottore ♡)

- frank iero ANYTHING (leathermouth ♡, death spells ♡, future violents ♡, pencey prep ♡)

- ever after high (kitty cheshire ♡, madeline hatter ♡, cerise hood ♡, courtly jester ♡)

- jerma985 (what do i even say about this psychopath)

- hermitcraft (i mostly watch mumbo's pov, started watching since around middle of season 8!!)

- happy tree friends (i forgot how much i loved this show sorry if its all i talk to you about for the next few months) | flaky ♡, disco bear ♡, nutty ♡, petunia ♡)

other things about me:

i loooove my chem.. very big interest, my special interests are around mcr, mlb and htf at the moment!!

i do listen to others like mindless self indulgence (don't support though, i listen for the energy), glass animals (BIG FAN!!), arctic monkeys, set it off, palaye royale, nirvana, fall out boy, schoolyard heroes - but mcr and the member's solo projects take up a MASSIVE majority of my music knowledge and playlists, duh!

i dont really watch much shows or movies other than.. you guessed it, miraculous ladybug and occasionally ever after high :P not a big fan of mlb new york and eah epic winter, i loooove mlb shadybug and eah way too wonderland though (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

ugh and movies i love are legit just terrifier and i kissed a vampire.. art the clown ♡ and jeez did i kissed a vampire have a chokehold on me, one of those so bad it's goods.. i really only watch kids movies or slasher films lol. love me some mlp rainbow rocks by the way, the dazzlings for life!

be free to message me about any of my interests, i'd love to talk about mcr lore, mlb theories, genshin characters.. whatever else i listed above with you guys!!

(ends intro post with mikey fucking dying)

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