#renata volturi imagines

[volterran-wine]

Hello again dearest Nathalie, I hope you are doing well. Some time ago I asked how the whole glittering in the sun worked and in your answer you mentioned that every vampire looks different in sunlight. You, for example, mentioned that Caius has a pearlescent look to him and now I've been wondering for a while what the other volturi would look like. Could you make like a list with pictures of what it would look like or if that is too much work (which I totally understand, so no pressure at all) just a list without pictures? I hope you have a good day/week/month :) <3

• — 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢 & 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐆𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐦

Ah yes, I remember this question quite fondly.

It was difficult for me to find pictures that truly spoke to how I imagine their glow, so for now I have decided to answer it in written form. Volterran-Wine does in fact own a large crystal selection she has studied to find the right answers.

𝐀𝐫𝐨: The first you would see is a greenish hue, like oxidised copper. There would still be those hints of warmth however, with a discreet sheen of sparkle.

𝐂𝐚𝐢𝐮𝐬: He almost has a pearlescent finish to his skin and there’s a slight reddish hue when he enters certain types of light.

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬: They say he once shone more brightly in the sun, but now vampires compare this kings skin to dulled brass

𝐒𝐮𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚:  This queen shifts beautifully like the darkest garnet, with a glitter-like shift that leaves those around her spellbound when they see it.

𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚: Many have compared her skin to the glint of steal, speckled with red like a bloodstone when the sun hits her just right.

𝐃𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐦𝐞: Once upon a time she resembled an opalite with a pinkish hue, now few remembers how vibrant of a sparkle Didyme once had.

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𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢: Our resident tracker resembles a bronze statue in it's prime, almost bordering on a golden hue, not unlike the crystal tigers eye.

𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱: The way Felix shines in the sunlight is the same way a great mountain glimmers in a bronzed and golden glow if there are copper minerals deep within the earth. It is warm and inviting.

𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐞: Her glow is very particular, it is soft and almost has a translucent quality to it. The best way I can describe it is that Jane looks like living and breathing selenite.

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐜: Seeing as though him and Jane share a lot of the same genetic makeup, they are quite similar. However, Alec has a slight blue-ish tint to his glow as well.

𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐝𝐢: This woman looks like an Opalite, come to life with a rosy hue beneath it all. Among the Volturi she is also one of the vampires who do in fact have a certain glitter to their skin.

𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚: She is one of the few that partially glitter, though she gleams more if you ask those around her. If you look at Renata for too long it is like a duochrome of sienna and burnt orange.

𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧: Under the correct lighting Corin is like a pearl, but most of the time she looks like the iridescence you find inside of shells,

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞𝐚: She looks like a marble statue come to life, the softest glow you will ever see.

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐧: Some say that Afton nearly looks like a silver statue when he moves under the sunlight, it is almost blinding with a soft blue-ish hue.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐨: He has this quality about his skin that is like smoky quartz, you expect it to be quite dark and dull-but the shifts in colorur is just out of this world. His tattoos almost seem to take up a life of their own when he steps under direct sunlight as well.

#Volturi Questionnaire #Aro Volturi #Caius Volturi #Marcus Volturi #Sulpicia Volturi #Athenodora Volturi #Didyme Volturi #Demetri Volturi #Felix Volturi #Jane Volturi #Alec Volturi #Heidi Volturi #Renata Volturi #Corin Volturi #Chelsea Volturi #Afton Volturi #Santiago Volturi #Vampire Anatomy

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

As bummed as I was at the time of reading it, I'm actually glad that "Blue Moon" had kind of a "cliffhanger" ending. Now, I and everyone else who reads it can project whatever happy ending we want on to it. For example, Carlisle talks Bella into naming their kid something unique but not overwhelmingly stupid and they fall in love. Rosalie and Emmett manage to overcome their issues and eventually join Carlisle and Bella in Volterra because "we're a family, goddammit and we should be together!" The birth goes as well as can be expected and Bella doesn't leave the planet after turning. She, with help from her family, becomes a pretty good mom and Carlisle is an amazing dad. Alice and Jasper keep in contact at a distance because of the Volturi and go searching for other hybrids. Aro becomes the baby's weird uncle and tells the kid all of his weird, interesting stories. At Aro's insistence, Bella develops her power and lowers her shield for him temporarily, causing him to go searching for the nearest vampire therapist. Emmett, I imagine becomes friends with Felix and Demetri while Rosalie gets along with Renata surprisingly well. They both adore the kid and since this is a world where Rosalie works on her issues, she doesn't get weird and project onto the baby. Bella and Carlisle get to have (probably?) good sex with someone they actually love and have commitment ceremony instead of a traditional wedding that's just them and the coven with Aro officiating. Alice and Jasper bring back Nahuel and everyone is relieved to know that the weird alien baby that they love should be alright. Nahuel's sisters get saved, probably by a delegation of Felix and a few of the scary-looking guards intimidating Joham into letting them leave if they want and they go live with him and Huilen and don't get pimped out by their father. And since "Breaking Dawn" doesn't happen, Demetri hears about Benjamin and Tia from Carlisle and immediately heads down to Egypt to tell them that Chelsea didn't make him leave and that while Benjamin has an interesting power, he's not someone Aro is desperate to have. This leads to a TLTIC situation where Tia and Benjamin decide to leave with Demetri and he brings them back to Volterra. Tia befriends Heidi, Benjamin becomes the baby's cool cousin, and Demetri becomes a very confused but protective big brother to them both. The twins are disappointed that the baby's not a squid but enjoy spending time with it regardless. Edward probably goes full Edward and gets executed by Caius but everyone knew it was bound to happen so they just get closer instead of falling apart. Esme just goes to the Denali and ends up becoming their MomBot, which is probably the happiest ending she's going to get. Alice and Jasper break up but it's on good terms and they're still part of the family. Jasper leans on Carlisle the most to maintain the diet and Carlisle, in turn, becomes closer to Jasper as a brother than as a "father." Bella finally talks to both Rosalie and Jasper without Edward interfering and realizes that they both like her just fine and develops a good friendship with them both. Alice's visions are stunted so she's kind of forced to be an actual person and see her family as actual people. She ends up with mixed results but everyone appreciates that she's trying. Her friendship with Bella, especially, isn't the same but that's not a bad thing for either of them. I imagine she'd get along pretty well with Corin. Emmett changes the least but he does start defending Rosalie more (something that's actually in the story) and he decides to take his job as "fun uncle" very seriously. Obviously they can't do the high school thing even after the observation period is done but they have each other, a support system in Volterra if they need it, they can wear whatever clothes they want, and they all live decently ever after. Anyway, it's a really sweet story with potential for a happy ending that you don't usually give the characters and I really liked it.

Blue Moon

Thank you, anon

(Not sure how I feel about "I've decided I like your ending because you didn't get a chance to make it sad")

#twilight #twilight renaissance #blue moon #praise

[therealvinelle]

I just finished Nebuchadnezzar's Dream and I have to say: Holy shit! The werewolf fight, Carlisle getting investigated by the FBI, Aro's funny hat idea as a diplomatic tool, the Ziggy Stardisciples feat. bad face paint, Renata ❤️, the bickering twins, Jane (yes, she gets her own point, she deserves it), Carlisle's gift induced despair and then the fall of Volterra, the horror and grief of the group and the very loud broadcasted-live-to-the-usurpers revenge sex (I hope Edward combusted into a pile of ashes right then and there, lol). It was an amazing rollercoaster to read. And just so you know, I'm very interested in that potential sequel 👀

(Also, if Aro had decided to follow Caius' advice and attack the Cullens first, how would he have done it? Kill them all but spare Carlisle? Kill only Bella and leave it at that knowing that they don't pose a threat anymore even if they do decide to take revenge? Or something entirely different?)

I'm so glad you enjoyed it, thank you!

To answer your question:

If Aro was to take out the Cullens, there are about a million ways he could have gone about killing the Cullens but the simplest one in my mind would have been if he used Nahuel and his sisters to hide from Alice, and then went and killed them outright. No fuzz, no convoluted schemes, even with Bella's gift the Cullens would be easily overwhelmed.

A more thought out plan, at least if Aro wants to be sure Alice doesn't catch on to him, would be sending Chelsea and Marcus around to weaken the bonds of friendship the Cullens have with their various allies, and strengthen their faith in the Volturi. And if some remain adamant, they die. Leave the Denali alive, however, and then make his move.

The factor that allowed the Cullens to gather as many allies as they did in Breaking Dawn was time. The Volturi deliberated two weeks, when a direct flight from Italy to Washington would take less than a day. Should Aro in my scenario then decide "Alright, we're doing this," the Cullens will have very little time and be at a complete disadvantage.

Their only option would be to run for it and not split up, so Bella can shield them all, but even so they'll be leaving scent trails, which means they would have to go by human transportation means. This in turn puts a constraint on their movements.

The Cullens would likely end up on a boat or an island, where nobody can track them, where they would be unable to step outside of Bella's immediate vicinity, meaning Jacob and Renesmee are both obscuring Alice.

This is where the Denali come in, because without them the Volturi would have no way of guessing where the Cullens might go. With five friendly vampires a short distance away, however, the Cullens have an obvious destination.

Where, of course, Jacob and Renesmee's constant presence means that Alice won't know the Volturi are waiting for them there.

Even if the Cullens figure out that the Denali are compromised, they have no allies and Bella needs only let down her guard for a moment for Demetri to know where they are, and given the pressure she's under she inevitably will. They won't have an easy time hunting, either, the stress of the situation will be constantly grating on them, they won't hold out for long.

As for what the Volturi do when they have them at their mercy, Aro would be sad about it but they all have to go. Regardless of the strategy he used, he wants to reinforce that the Volturi are a force you don't stand up to, you don't resist, and you don't embarrass them.

By all accounts, Aro's distinguishing feature is that there is nobody he isn't willing to kill.

People would be crying injustice for a while, but I imagine those voices would be silenced in death or through intimidation, and with vampires having such a high turnover rate it would only be a few centuries before they were forgotten by all but those who keep their mouths shut about it.

#my fic #fic meta #nebuchadnezzar's dream #praise

[volturilovers]

ᏉMasterlistᏉ

Caius Volturi

C.V

-Shadows of one’s past: part 1, part 2, part 3.0, part 3.5 (all requested)

-Mate with a heart condition(request)

-Protective Caius (not done yet)

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Aro Volturi

A.V

Nothing yet

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Marcus Volturi

M.V

nothing yet

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Demetri Volturi

Ꭰ.V

-Demetris mate getting harassed by guard(requested)( not done yet)

-how you meet demetri volturi

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Felix Volturi

F.V

-Mate born blind and see things for the first time(not done yet)

-Mate doing self-harm(not done yet)

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Headcannons and world building

Volturi guard

Elite Guard

Jane Volturi

Alec Volturi

Demetri Volturi

Felix Volturi

Higher guard

Afton Volturi

Santiago Volturi

Renata Volturi

Corin Volturi

Chelsea Volturi

Common guard

Magnus Volturi

Rosea Volturi

Andromeda volturi

Ismau Volturi

Asnee Volturi

Ritsu Tatsuki Volturi

Nnamdi Volturi

annika volturi

Osiris volturi

Rosanna Volturi

Lower Guard

Alessandra Volturi

Claudia Volturi

Juliano Volturi

Roselyn Volturi

Volturi kings

Aro volturi

Caius volturi

Marcus Volturi

Queens

Athenodora Volturi

Sulpicia Volturi

Didyme Volturi

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Important info

More imagines and character info is going to come with time. However if the there is no link to it they aren’t done yet. .

#athenodora volturi #didyme volturi #Caius volturi #aro volturi #marcus volturi #Renata volturi #afton volturi #santiago volturi #corin volturi #jane volturi #alec volturi #felix volturi #demetri volturi #chelsea volturi #the volturi coven #twilight #volturi guard #the volturi guard #the volturi

[ltalaynareor]

Théorie Twilight !

Bella Swan, humaine banale, née de deux parents relativement normaux se retrouvent à détenir un bouclier qui l'a protège de toutes manipulations mentales.

Comment ? Et pourquoi ? Nous allons tenter d'y répondre.

Dans le canon, Edward n'arrive tout simplement pas à lire les pensées de Bella, Aro pas davantage et le pouvoir de Jane ne fonctionne pas sur elle. Toutefois, le pouvoir de Marcus est tout à fait capable de percevoir ce qui unit Bella à Edward. Le pouvoir de Marcus est il plus fort qu'on ne le pense ? Telle n'est pas la question. 😂

Edward, toujours dans le canon à de la difficulté à lire les pensées de Charlie. Cela pourrait donc venir de son père. Donc, son don serait héréditaire.... À partir de là deux théories :

1- Charlie à un ancêtre Quileutes. Pourquoi ? Car on sait, toujours dans le canon, que le don d'Alice est bloqué par les loups. Quel est le lien avec Bella ? Alice arrive à voir son avenir me direz vous. Et vous auriez raison mais peut-être que cette protection ne se traduit pas pareil pour chaque personnes, peut être que ceux qui ne sont pas métamorphes peuvent quand même développer une sorte de bouclier. Peut-être est ce la forme évoluée de cette protection dont Bella est entourée. Dans le fandom, j'ignore si cette information a été reconnue canon, mais Molly Swan à épousé Quil Atera III. De là, à imaginer que Charlie pourrait être un descendant d'un mariage précédent entre un Quileute et un Swan... Il n'y a qu'un pas.

2- Bella Swan descend de la famille de Renata des Volturi. Je m'explique. Renata avait déjà un don en tant qu'humaine, sa tante qui était une vampire l'a surveilla et décida de la transformer à sa majorité. Peut-être que dans la lignée de Charlie, quelqu'un descend des mêmes ancêtres.

2bis : Le prénom Isabella pourrait également faire référence à cette lointaine ancêtre italienne, mais ce serait chercher la petite bête 😂.

#volturi #twilight #edward cullen #bella swan

[il-mio-tesoro]

I loved your headcanons about Renata. I don't mind which style of writing you choose whether it be headcanons, imagine, whatever. Could you do something with her and a mate/friend that is extremely invested in modern psychology pls?

I am so very sorry for taking so long to respond dove :( i hope you like it <33

I used f!reader, but i absolutely don't mind changing it if anyone wants a m! or gn!reader

CW//mentions of murder

Renata's mate grew up in Austria, born in 1875, around the time Sigmund Freud began appearing more in the newspaper. 

She flipped through the newspapers, reading his latest theory. She found it truly interesting, the ability to not only understand her own mind more- but others. It was almost unchartered territory, but due to the current social inequalities and expectations, a woman of her own class, the bourgeois, certainly wouldn't be able to go and study it, and instead would have to marry and bear children.

However, this wouldn't stop her lust for a grasp of the subject.

Even after she had married (a marriage of convenience,) in 1896 when she was 21, she kept secret notebooks of her  observations and theories.

While amateur and underdeveloped, they brought her joy, and she considered it to be her hobby.

One day though, in 1901, when she was 26, she was passing through the Austrian city of Graz, on her way home from a dinner party her husband couldn't attend due to an illness, she witnessed a small boy, perhaps 13 or 14, drag a man to the floor with thick black smoke, while men and women surrounded him, all with glistening, red eyes, staring down at this man.

A gloved hand raised to cover her mouth with a gloved hand, and gasped.

Immediately, they all snapped their heads towards her, and after a short exchange in looks, a tall, brawny man approached the woman alongside a blonde girl, looking to be the same age as the boy she first saw.

After a moment of initial shock, her hand dropped from her mouth, "B-blutsauger?" (bloodsucker/vampire.)

There'd been rumours- made up stories so she thought. A sudden rise in deaths in the area, most of which had bite-shaped marks decorating the victims neck, and the newspapers ate it up. Y/n, of course dismissed such a thing, but now, she wasn't as sure.

"Do we change her or kill her?" The blonde girl asked after a short while, the man stilled, and looked at her.

"Do you reckon Aro would mind if we changed her?" He hummed in response, all while the woman trembled before them.

The girl tilted her head after a moment, "after we've done with him," she said, gesturing to the man suffering in coal-coloured smog, "we'll have dealt with our problem in Graz, we can go straight to Volterra with her."

The man shrugged, "shall I?" He asked.

She nodded curtly, "after all, if she's useless, we can kill her, no?"

.  .  .

Y/n woke up in a cold room, Fortezza de Volterra.

She jolted up, and looked around. Suddenly, everything was clear, no longer was the slight blur in her vision.

Memories flooded back to her, as a man with raven hair walked in,  a short woman trailing closely behind him.

Y/n stood stationary. 

"I'm Aro, you?" He asked immediately, ghosting towards her.

A deep breath revealed inordinate thirst, however she daren't show weakness, "Y/n. Am I a blutsauger now?" she inquired nervously.

The man slowly nodded, "I understand it must be difficult for you, but it is for the better humans do not know of us. Be grateful you are still present."

He held his hand out, and after a moment I slid my hand into his, gasping as an image of the murder of the girl behind him, shortly followed by his own. I snatched my hand away, panicked, slowly backing away, and for the first time making eye contact with the woman behind him.

"What- what was that?"

Y/n's gift was the ability to see people's weaknesses with a single touch.

She was made aware of mates, and the connection with Renata.

She definitely struggled with the concept of homosexuality at first, due to her upbringing and the era, however after seeing examples of it around the castle with Afton and Chelsea, it slowly grew on her and the two women began courting one another.

Renata would teach you everything she knew about psychology, and as time progressed, the two of you attended many online courses, (it was difficult to attend any in person due to your commitments to the Volturi.

I think you'd discuss and debate theories for hours on end, and the two of you sat in cafes, in front of coffees you'd never drink, watching people, and their behaviour.

She'd smile softly every time you told her a fact, even if she was already aware of it, and the two of you bonded well over it.

Curling up with her on a night on her battered leather armchair, reading a book on forensic, modern, abstract, you name it, psychology, was a common occurrence.

#renata volturi #renata volturi headcanons #renata volturi imagines #renata volturi x reader #renata #renata imagine #renata headcanons #renata x reader #volturi #volturi imagine #volturi headcanons #twilight

[aro-is-gay-af]

The Midnight of Despair | Volturi Kings x fem!reader | Part 3

I reckon, that if you’re reading Part 3, then you know two previous ones. In case you didn’t read them yet: Part 1 | Part 2

Thank you for all warm words and praise! It means world to me. 

I also love this series, folks! I need to admit, I did get addicted to it a little, so I thought it’d be great to set updates schedule. It won’t be precise, but you can expect another part roughly in two weeks time from now. 

As per usual, sorry for any confusion and grammatical mistakes. 

Warnings: Rape (mentioned), Depression, PTSD, Forced Pregnancy, Blood

Word count: 6200

No summary this time. Also, this one has very sweet parts in it!!!

ENJOY!

The next day, you had your appointment with the doctor. A doctor was apparently a woman and you were sure the kings were paying her something extra for the visit to be immediate. Unfortunately, she didn’t know any English, as she was a local gynaecologist. Your mates didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable in any way, so before the visit, Aro asked you, who you’d like to be the translator for you.

The ideal situation would be a woman, but you didn’t trust anyone in the castle, except the kings. For this reason, your first shot was Aro, as he had already seen your memories. There was nothing that would shock him, you also didn’t need to hide anything from him and you knew, he was the best at dealing with others. You figured it’d be an ideal solution and you had to admit to yourself that you simply wanted him to accompany you.

The whole visit took place in your room, which meant a lot of carrying the necessary equipment, but more mental comfort for you. In those two days, you managed to get quite settled in and didn't want to leave the castle. You felt safe and secured in your suite. Kings seemed to notice that, as it was Marcus, who proposed, it would be a great idea to have an appointment without the need of leaving your room.

While you both were waiting for the doctor to come, it was the first time you had seen Aro with brown eyes. He looked really out of place. You shared this thought with him, by saying you prefer when his eyes are normal. That’s what it took. Two days, to consider red eyes normal. As usual, he was polite and revealed to you that he also hated the colour, let alone the lenses.

When the doctor finally arrived, you were already a nervous wreck. Aro tried to distract you, asking questions mainly about your house in Forks and whether you had already spoken to Bella about family heirlooms. He succeeded for a while, but it couldn't last forever, could it?

The lady was extremely kind and gentle. The truth was, it was hard to hide how stressed you were about this visit. You didn't want anyone to touch you, not when you weren't ready, and this time you definitely weren't. Despite the doctor's initial efforts, you were unable to shake her hand in greeting. She only smiled sadly, as if understanding perfectly what you were going through. Aro assured you beforehand, for he had not told her anything and only if you wanted to, you should share your trauma with her.

The doctor, seeing your nervousness, decided that you should talk first. While she asked you questions, you noticed that she chose her words carefully and only then did you realise that she was also stressed, but in her case it was probably Aro's presence that made her uncomfortable. Although Aro tried not to impose his presence on her, you understood why it might overwhelm the doctor. You felt confident being in the same room with Aro, while she probably sensed danger, even if she could not rationally explain it to herself. You promised yourself that you would try to learn at least the basics of Italian before the next visit.

She needed to ask you about exactly everything since, unfortunately, you didn't have any medical records with you - neither from the obduction, nor from the subsequent visit to the doctor, where you confirmed the pregnancy. You made a mental note to tell Bella about it, so she could send your documents, along with the things she was supposed to take from your house.

Aro was great in his translator role. Of course, you were still looking at the doctor, while answering the questions, but Aro’s voice, at least, soothed your shattered nerves just a little bit. When the questions started to get more complicated or more intimate, Aro used such words as to not make you feel uncomfortable, while still conveying the meaning.  The more difficult part started, when you had to describe the situation from the hospital and how long it took for the bleeding to stop. Every word seemed linked to a particular image or smell from that night, until finally, you were unable to say anything at all.

The doctor was very understanding, probably having already guessed what exactly was your weird behaviour all about. You didn't say anything directly, you only described the situation from the hospital and then told her the details of this strange bleeding after the rape. Mainly because the doctor was very concerned about it. She explained to you that it was definitely not normal, even if you had wounds inside.

The worst part, however, was the examination. You didn't even want to think about whether you would have to undress, but it turned out to be unnecessary. The doctor had a great intuition, even if she herself was under a bit of stress. You told her that, indeed, you had been to the check-up before and that was how you found out you were pregnant. And that the doctor then checked if all the wounds had healed. The lady didn’t discuss the issue, for which you were very grateful.

After the interview, the doctor told you to lie down on the bed and only pull your blouse up, high enough for your belly to be visible. You didn't feel comfortable with this, but you preferred this way to undressing from the waist down. This was the first time you didn't feel comfortable lying on that bed. You knew that once the visit was over, everything would return to normal, but it wasn’t meant to become a memory you would return to with pleasure.

As it turned out, your first trimester was long over. The pregnancy was about 14 weeks old and that would explain the slight curving of your belly. Before the appointment, you were not sure if you would even look at the monitor to see the baby, but you did. You could not deny yourself this. The room fell silent and you could not tell what you were feeling.

The doctor pulled out some kind of a strange device and after a moment, you could hear the baby's heart. You glanced in the direction of Aro, who was obviously alarmed by your face. You grimaced, too overwhelmed to say anything to him. Up until this point, you were sure that the decision, if you should terminate the pregnancy or not, would be fairly easy. Now, you were certain that nothing in your life could be simple enough.

 *

 Over the next few weeks, your day usually looked the same or similar, yet you managed to do something completely different every day. You were glad you had so much to do, because you didn't have time to think about what had happened. You didn't want to analyse it over and over again. The kings respected your choice - unless you yourself mentioned the traumatic events, not a single insinuation or implication about it fell from their lips.

Your days were filled with various activities. Every day you spent at least some time with each king in private - you knew you needed this to create and strengthen your bond. To keep you from being inundated with information, you learned something new from each of them about vampires and their lifestyle. After all, it was supposed to become your lifestyle in the nearest future. You discovered that thinking about your transformation caused you far less anxiety, than any memory associated with rape. Even after you learned that it more or less consisted of burning alive for a few days.

During your time with the kings, you tried not to show the insecurity you had acquired about your body, and yet, you were sure they knew anyway. However, the time spent with them was what you treasured most. With each of them you did something different, as you wanted to know what they like to do in their free time. Marcus, as he had promised on the first day, taught you Italian for two hours every day. It was not easy, but after a few weeks of intensive course and communicating in broken Italian, not only with Marcus, but also with the other two, you were able to maintain basic conversation.

Marcus was a great teacher, but that wasn’t the only reason why you loved spending time with him. He was the one who had the most time for you - he wasn't as busy as Aro or Caius, and besides, he had countless amounts of patience. He wasn't tired of your constant questions, not only about vampirism, but also about his past. You would often sit for hours in the library or in the gardens, which, by the way, were breathtaking. You both loved books and your only regret was that you weren't able to read most of their vast collection. Marcus assured you, you would have all eternity to do so. You could talk with him endlessly, as these conversations were truly effortless – even the most difficult topics seemed simple and uncomplicated.

You were surprised to learn about a gift of his. Your human mind was unable to comprehend it in the full sense of the word. Mostly because of this, he was the one to explain to you, what your bond even was and how exactly it worked. You have learned that after your transformation, you will feel the bond even more strongly. It is not often that one person has as many as three matches and is able to feel the bond while being human. Marcus explained to you that for now, both your mind and body are only subconsciously sensing the presence of the mates, as it’s impossible for human senses to do anything else.

It was so remarkable to you that you discussed it for hours. You also learned that the bond can be broken, as it is not forced in any way. However, this would be emotionally painful and very few vampires would choose to take such a desperate step.

One afternoon you were spending time in the garden again. You loved being outdoors, but for your own safety you did not go outside the castle grounds. Together, you decided that it would be safer to do only after your transformation. Besides, you didn't want to go anywhere. You were safe under the watchful eye of your mates and Renata, who, apart from the time spent with the kings and in your room, followed you in a constant manner.

The gardens were gorgeous and you wondered, who was taking care of all those magnificent flowers. You were strongly convinced that this was exactly what Eden might have looked like. You and Marcus had your favourite bench. You spent a lot of time outside, especially on sunny days. When you first found out why sitting in the sun might be a problem, you couldn't take your eyes off Marcus. He shimmered brilliantly, but your eyesight couldn't stand it for too long, because of the blinding effect. The gardens, however, were fenced off and inaccessible to the common passer-by, so you were safe to stay, as long as you wanted to.

“I asked Aro recently, if vampires can be killed in some way,” you began cautiously, not wanting to scare him away from this conversation. No one had talked to you about it, however, it still crossed your mind what state Marcus was in when you first saw him. You were willing to swear you looked exactly the same after your mother died. Now, knowing what all the mating bond was about, you were convinced that Marcus had lost someone dear to his heart.

As per usual, he smiled gently at you.

“I'm sure his answer was sufficient, my dear. What are you aiming at?” he asked, looking at you obliquely.

You took his hand in yours. With Marcus, physical contact was as easy as a conversation. He, however, never initiated any touch. He waited for you, just like he was waiting now, to reach for his hand or gently grasp his arm. The only movement he allowed himself was to stroke your hair every now and then, but only when he was absolutely sure you were willing.

“I wanted to ask what happens to the bond, when the vampire…is no longer here,” you said bluntly, not taking your eyes off him. Your understanding was unique. Marcus was gentle in manner, patient and extremely caring towards you. In no way did you want to ruin, what you had built over those few weeks.

His smile turned into one of the saddest you've seen on his face. By the time he answered, you regretted asking at all. You didn't want to cause him pain. You squeezed his fingers in your palm.

“Until you came to Volterra, I was sure that a vampire could only experience this special, unique bond once in a lifetime. I did experience it, yet this story does not have a happy ending,” he said, with utmost sadness in his voice.

Your heart ached, as you watched his suffering and grief. You had asked the question unnecessarily, but now there was no turning back. You continued to stroke his fingers, holding his hand securely in yours.

“When one of the vampires connected by mating bond dies, it does not mean that the bond disappears. It exists, but only on one side. It cannot be cherished, it cannot be repaired in any way. It isn’t reciprocated. What remains are the memories, and they are the only reminder of what the bond really meant, when it existed,” he explained in a distressed voice, slowly and carefully.

Holding his hand, you laid your head on his shoulder and sighed heavily.

“I'm so sorry this happened to you,” you whispered after a moment, feeling tears stinging under your eyelids. Even now, you couldn't imagine losing any of them and you couldn't possibly envision the amount of pain Marcus had gone through.

He embraced you carefully and gently hugged you to his side.

"Don't fret over it, cara. I've made my peace with it. However, that doesn't mean I've forgotten. I still miss her, after all these years," he said with longing in his voice, stroking your shoulder gently.

After a long moment of silence, you were in a genuinely poor condition. Tears dripped down your cheeks and your breathing quickened. Not only because of the pain Marcus must have gone through, but also because of your own yearning. You had come to terms with the death of your parents, but you missed them so much. You wanted to have them at least a little longer. Now, standing on the verge of immortality, you wished you had spent more time with them.

Marcus placed a kiss on your hair.

“Sob it out, dear. Nothing helps the soul more than honest tears,” he whispered, and you were ashamed, because you should be the one providing comfort for him. However, the memories were too fresh and you couldn't hold it back.

Once you had calmed down a bit, he handed you a handkerchief to wipe away your tears.

“I wish I could change my memories. Even if it was only for a brief moment to be able to forget that I will never see them again. To be able to forget what this…this monster did to me,” you whispered, snuggling tighter into his shoulder.

You heard his sigh and his embrace around your shoulder tightened.

“You have been terribly abused, cara. No one deserves such a fate. The most important thing now, is to get on with life. Our loved ones would not want us to dwell on their deaths,” he said, as wise and thoughtful, as ever. The hatred towards your abuser was palpable in Marcus’s voice.

“You are so good to me. I don't deserve this,” you whispered after a while, your voice swollen with emotion. He only smiled indulgently.

“You deserve the very best, dear. I've already lost one mate. I won't let anyone hurt you.”

“I’m sure she would be proud of you,” you said with compassion, after another moment of silence.

“I’m not quite certain about that,” he said, placing another kiss on the top of your head.

But you were sure. You were also sure, you would do anything to prevent Marcus from experiencing something like this again. You knew all too well the taste of grief.

 *

 You truly had little time to think about the rape and pregnancy at all. If you weren’t with Marcus, it was Caius who loved to kidnap you, so he could spent some private time with you. Caius was the complete opposite of Marcus – absolute chaos, you could say. You had no idea how the brothers even got along. You had already noticed that Marcus rarely spoke, while Caius was rather impulsive and liked to discuss things in detail. However, until you started spending time alone, you had no idea what he was really passionate about.

It turned out that his greatest passion was art. He would show you countless paintings he himself had painted throughout the centuries. He could talk for hours about types of paint and how to mix colours properly. Although you were not very good at painting, you tried to learn a little with Caius’ help. When he was alone with you, he was still abrupt and impulsive, but in a charming way. He never imposed himself on you and you discovered that annoying him was really great fun. So banter and frequent teasing were the order of the day.

You often spent afternoons and evenings with Caius. He taught you how to paint, but not only. Art history was his passion and you loved to listen to him tell stories. His voice was mesmerising and hypnotic. He also eagerly answered all your questions about vampire race. You listened about the horrible children of the moon and how Caius singlehandedly had almost slaughtered them all. He warned you that after the transformation you would be violent and impulsive, that you would have nothing on your mind but to satisfy your thirst. This frightened you slightly, but at times when things got weird or dangerous, Caius assured you that you would always have full support of your mates. You never doubted that. You knew they would help you to grow accustomed to your new life.

Caius loved every variety of art you could name. When he asked you for permission to sculpt you, you were so surprised that you made a strange sound. He said that, of course, he wasn't going to overstep your boundaries and you yourself would choose some beautiful casual attire, so he could portray your beauty in sculpture. All you had to do was dress once as he asked and stand in the right pose. He remembered every detail of your posture, including your facial expressions. Often, he would sculpt you, while you would talk about insignificant things also learning how to sculpt...well, things that didn't resemble anything. Yet, you wanted to be as good as he was.

You were in your nineteenth week, when he invited you for a long painting session. His studio was huge and consisted of nothing but breathtaking works of art. You were decorating some random sculpture that you had never seen before. Caius also loved contemporary art, so you could go wild. Taking classes with him was better, than any therapy. You could smear paint on everything - the canvas, the sculptures, yourself, and even him, because he was usually in a good mood and you could enjoy it. He never showed you even a trace of anger, and you, fooling around with him like that, were genuinely pleased and happy.

When you finished, the room looked rather bad, not to mention the clothes or your hair. Caius would never have appeared that way to the guards, let alone on trial, but with you it was different.

“I wanted to show you something,” he said, wiping the paint off your cheek.

You took his hand. Caius, like Marcus, did not invade your personal zone, unless you specifically gave permission. However, carnality and touch were important to him, and so, once you were more comfortable in his presence, he liked to show you affection by stroking your cheek or your back, and intertwining his fingers with yours, when you held hands. You didn't mind his cold skin – by now you were accustomed to it, as three of them had similar body temperature. You were the hottest here. Literally.

You walked slowly to another room.

“I didn't tell you, but I finished craving” he said, and you could hear the excitement in his voice. You smiled at him. That was the main reason why you had agreed to have yourself sculpted in the first place. You wanted to get close to him on a level, which was inaccessible to do in any other way.

“Before you show me, will you tell me as to where you even got the idea of carving me?” you asked, amused. Caius was much taller than you, you had to slightly lift your head to look him straight in the eye.

At first, he smiled archly, but immediately his smile softened. He pulled at the material that covered the sculpture, so that it fell to the floor. You were simply speechless. The woman, who stood opposite to you was over four metres tall. The sculpture was made of marble and the woman looked, as if she was an actual person. There was something elusive about her. Her face, thoughtful yet serene, her hair flowing freely over her shoulders onto her back. She was clad in a fine fabric that flowed in waves down to her bare feet. She looked nothing like you and yet, you two looked exactly alike.

You had no idea that you started crying. The woman was beautiful. You could feel the power and dignity emanating from her, and on the other hand, she seemed to you as if... fragile and ephemeral. Caius had captured in this sculpture all the feelings you had been feeling, without even knowing it.

You felt his hand on your cheek, his fingers gently wiping away your tears along with some paint, which remained on your face.

“I thought I would like you to see yourself through my eyes. Exactly as I see you – without a single flaw, yet with all your imperfections. I don't want you to be unable to look at yourself, because of what this animal did to you. I don't see it. I only see you, [Y/N]. The real you. Beautiful and fragile, yet powerful, without inhibitions or scruples. Capable of anything.”

The words were trapped in your throat. You wanted to say something, but you were sure, that as soon as you were going to open your mouth, uncontrollable sob would come out. You looked first at Caius, then at the woman carved in marble, then back at Caius. He only smiled gently.

“Who we are – we decide that ourselves. No one else does. To me, you are beautiful. Pure. Never think otherwise, dolcezza.”

Without warning, you hugged him so hard, that it hurt. You forgot that his skin was different from yours. He embraced you without hesitation, even though you were all covered in paint. You wept, cuddling into his chest, as he soothingly stroked your hair and back.

Once you had slightly calmed down, you looked up at him. His blond hair looked like a halo over his head. He amazed you in every sense of the word.

“Thank you. Thank you for letting me see this,” you whispered poignantly, and then went straight back to hugging him.

“There's nothing to thank you for, my lovely [Y/N]. I would like you to accept yourself as you are. Because you are truly magnificent.”

 *

 The only person you talked straightforward about pregnancy was Aro. Was it because of his gift? Most likely, and you simply felt you could trust him. From the moment you first found yourself in his arms, the bond between you two only strengthened. Also, a memorable visit from the doctor was also significant, and then, together with him, you went through the documents that Bella had sent you. To say he was furious, was an understatement. Yes, Aro saw your memories, but the reports were written from a third-person perspective. And the other evening was really awful – you couldn't stop crying because you couldn't block out the flow of memories.

You were close with each other; close enough for you to try to overcome your insecurities, to talk about how you really felt about this whole situation you found yourself in. It was far from easy, but Aro was a really patient specimen. In the course of these talks, you discussed practically everything. You knew that every scenario had to be worked out and discussed, because there were many different options of the outcome.

Despite many conversations, you were still unsure about keeping the baby. You didn't know if you wanted to, if you would be able to raise it and then tell it that it would forcibly have to become a vampire. After the doctor's appointment, things did not get any easier for you. You heard the heart and knew that the child was not to blame for its father’s actions. You were raped, but this child had nothing to do with it.

So you waited. You waited for a miracle to decide for you or for the baby to move when you were thinking of having it removed. It’d be a sign not to do it. However, nothing of the sort was happening and fate was not deciding for you. Aro convinced you that, even if you decided to have an abortion, there was nothing wrong about it. No one would blame you for it. The only person to blame here, was the monster who raped you.

You hadn't decided what you would do about the pregnancy, but you and Aro knew what would happen, if something went wrong. For your mates, it was your health and life that came first. Aro assured you of that a thousand times over. Because of this, if anything went wrong with the birth or if there were any complications, you were to be changed immediately. Also because of this, Aro talked to you about all aspects of your transformation. He was the one who introduced you to what transformation actually looks like. He didn't scare you with the pain you were about to go through, but only gave you the facts. Facts that you needed to know.

When you weren't talking about such serious matters, Aro also loved to spend time talking to you, but about different topics. He seemed to know all your thoughts, but you were still able to surprise him. He explained to you, that the human mind was more disordered and chaotic, than vampire one and that he certainly didn't see everything. Your brain chose the memories, often associated with strong feelings and emotions, which were meant to be remembered. You were joyful about this, because you could talk endlessly and he kept finding out something new about you. And you kept finding something new about him. You knew from the first moment that he was extraordinary, and the more you talked, the more you became certain about it.

Besides, Aro adored dancing. You were not convinced about this form of activity, but it was the intimacy of this act that convinced you. In his arms, no one was able to hurt you. You felt safe and, after many attempts, quite confident in your movements. He literally beamed, being able to teach you to dance and to be so close to you. You found nothing in his eyes but the infinite adoration he had for you. When you found out the reason behind this, your heart almost broke with sorrow and compassion.

“I must confess something to you, cara mia,” he whispered, holding you securely in his arms. It was evening, you had long since been prepared for sleep. He found your long nightgown to his liking, when he came to check how you were doing and if you needed anything. You rested your head on his shoulder. There was no music, he was the one giving the rhythm to your movements, yet it was the most wonderful dance you had yet had the chance to dance with him.

“Do tell, please,” you said, trying not to lose the rhythm. You were tired, as throughout the day you sorted through the things Bella sent you from Forks. In addition, you worked with Marcus to sell your house, because you were, after all, a little concerned about what hands your family home would pass into.

“I have been bound over the centuries to both men and women. My ex-wife, Sulpicia, whom you know and, to the best of my knowledge, whom I permitted to leave, was my faithful companion, basically from the beginning of my immortality. However, until now, I did not know what it meant to have a true mate.”

He tilted you gently, wishing to look into your eyes. You continued to sway to a non-existent rhythm, completely oblivious to your surroundings. You furrowed your brows.

“Are you serious?” you asked in a whisper, not wanting to ruin the moment. The light emanating from the candles, illuminated half of his face. He smiled, and you were unable to take your eyes off his red irises.

“Yes, my dear. I have waited over three thousand years for you. I must tell you, that I could wait another three millennia, only to see your beautiful face,” he said affectionately, holding you tighter against him to stroke your flushed cheek with his fingers.

Your eyes welled up with tears and he slowly bent down and kissed your forehead.

“That's enough for today, cara mia. You must rest well. Caius has something planned for tomorrow, but he didn't want to reveal what, under any circumstances,” he said amused, giggling under his breath. You loved when Aro was in a good mood, because then you were in a good mood too. Before he walked you to bed, he wiped away your tear. You squeezed his hand in yours, then climbed onto the bed. He covered you carefully with a duvet and stroked your hair.

“I'm glad I came here,” you whispered, looking into his eyes. “I never want to leave you,” you said with force. He smiled softly at you and stroked your hair once more.

“We will always be by your side, [Y/N]. Good night, cara.”

His voice so soft and tuneful that as soon as he snuffed out the candles, you drifted off to sleep in an instant.

 *

 Apart from the fact that almost everything was going great and your mental state was in constant improvement, your relationship with Bella had severely worsened. In the beginning you talked every evening. She still couldn't understand why you were selling the house and why you wouldn't, at least, want to visit Forks. After a while, you got fed up with explaining it to her. There were an awful lot of things she wasn't happy about and she didn't hide it. She kept criticising the Volturi without knowing them and having no idea, what they were actually doing.

You loved her like a sister, but because of that, she could annoy you exactly like one. Because of her pinching remarks and your lack of patience, you called each other less and less. You didn't want to keep getting annoyed and you were tired of explaining things to her. Besides, you didn't like that she didn't say a single good word about your mates. You at least tried to accept Edward. Suddenly, what he did to her was all forgotten and you couldn't understand it. You didn't know, what was happening to your sister and your stay in Italy didn’t exactly make things better. You still hoped that once you saw each other after the transformation, you would be able to explain it all to one another. You didn't want to lose Bella, the last person you considered family.

So you talked less and less or not at all, and when you did, you avoided difficult and sensitive topics. It was not like with Bella at all and it made you anxious. You were at ease with each other, almost always, and you didn’t get why she was so bitter and hateful towards your knew, chosen life. Especially, because partially your presence right then, in the trial chamber, was the reason for her to be alive at all.

Shortly after Caius presented you with your sculpted self, you were to spend the whole day together, the four of you. These were the days you loved the most. Although you cherished the time spent with each of your mates separately, the presence of all three put you in an ecstatic mood. You usually spent your afternoons like this – there were still a lot of things to do and solve, and a lot of trials to carry out.

Being in Volterra for so long, you learned a lot about the existing laws and how to enforce them. You knew that kings were not flawless, but it was logical to you that keeping the entire vampire world in line, required some sacrifices. Some greater than the other ones.

You usually sat down in the study, where you had ended the very first day, at a round table. You listened to the discussions and arguments, but also just spent time with your mates. You often sat on Aro's lap or tried to calm Caius down, when he became too agitated.

You were extremely excited since the morning, because they promised you a whole day outside. It wasn't often that all three of them wanted to spend time with you in the gardens, so you couldn't restrain your exhilaration. However, there were also days, or rather moments, when, under any circumstances, you could not leave your room. Such a moment was to occur today, after breakfast. You slept for a long time, almost until eleven o'clock. When you ate your breakfast, it was Renata who informed you that it was time to eat. Of course, you knew what it was about.

The only situation, in which you could not leave your chamber, was at lunchtime. Not yours, though, but the lunchtime of all the vampires, who inhabited the castle. For your own safety, usually for about two hours, you were not to leave and to occupy yourself with whatever you wanted. The only two hours, in which Renata or anyone else was not around you. Not many people knew about your stay in the castle and because of this, the kings decided that Renata should eat with the rest of the company.

You did not consider it strange in the slightest. Of course, you tried not to think about the fact that people would die, but you knew that they were chosen at random. Which meant that they could just as well have been run over by a car or they could have died in a fire. You did not think about it. You were just enjoying your two hours of freedom. Sometimes you sunbathed on the balcony, prepared your outfit or just played on the computer. These were little things that still reminded you of being human.

This week, when Renata told you that she would be gone for a while, you were already enjoying a long soak in the bathtub. The home spa was one of the favourite things you and your mum liked to do together. You poured hot water into the tub, applied a mask that you had prepared yourself with a few ingredients and relaxed.

Since you had no idea when, you were no longer afraid to look in the mirror. Sure, your body shape was far from ideal, but at least you weren’t terrified to look. You weren’t terrified to acknowledge that, yes, your body was raped, but you were recovering from it. And that you started to think that your body didn’t cause any of this.

After some time you spent in the bathtub, you felt a little dizzy. It wasn’t exactly a good sign, so you figured it’d be wise to get out of the tub. When you rinsed yourself off with clean water, you stood up, and that was the moment of terror. The room immediately started spinning, like you were on roundabout for the last forty minutes. You felt nauseous, but there was nothing near you to which you could cling to. You managed to step out of the tub, on the marble step, and then you felt it. Pain, excruciating pain, suffocation. Streams of blood went down your legs and before you fell onto the ground, you could only see white marble floor all covered in sanguineous blood.

#volturi kings x fem!reader #volturi kings imagine #volturi kings x reader #volturi kings #aro volturi #caius volturi #marcus volturi #aro volturi x reader #caius volturi x reader #marcus volturi x reader #volturi coven #volturi squad #renata volturi #female reader #bella swan #aro volturi imagine #caius volturi imagine #marcus volturi imagine #my writing #twilight saga #twilight revival #original writing #original story

[witchpyre-a]

what if i just made it canon on this blog that the volturi won the showdown between them and the cullens in breaking dawn? what if i just said fuck canon?

#✖┆ ᴘᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴇ ɪɴ ғᴀᴇɪʟᴜʀᴇ. ( ooc. ) #im still so fucking bitter about the showdown #about renata not being there #about the fact that the volturi is supposed to have some of the most POWERFUL vampires in their guard and yet???? they lost???? #to the cullens????? #anyway imagine for a minute if the volturi won and the only reason they let the cullens live is bc they took renesmee in exchange #or something #JUST LET THE VOLTURI WIN. DAMN. #wank //

[lunastwilightblog]

I like the idea for “mental” and “physical” gifts

Like Bella blocks Edward because she shields against mental gifts and his is mental, but Alice can still see her because her gift concerns physical events (my theory is she can’t see Nessie because of the whole Nessie’s-gifts-are-the-opposite-of-her-parents thing, but that’s a whole other story)

It means we can predict the gifts of vampires who may or may not exist yet, and their potential (if we read into it the way the Volturi might)

So Bella gets affected by Jasper, because his gift affects people physically

Therefore, someone who has a physical shield could block Jasper but not Edward. This person would likely be the kind of shield who could halt a physical attack and be invisible to Alice (Renata is not a physical shield - her shield is mental because it changes thinking rather than having people slam into it)

This opposite-of-Bella could do whatever they wanted, because the Volturi could never kill them, however Chelsea would be able to make them loyal to the Volturi

I imagine since learning about the ins-and-outs of Bella’s shield and undoubtedly this line of thinking, Aro may be on the lookout for such a person

ALSO

Going off on a tangent, but if this person is immune to physical harm (they’d have an inner shield the same way Bella does and Renata probably has) then they may be able to survive having a child like Nessie (if human and able to conceive and carry a child). Furthermore, if it is true that hybrids have gifts opposite their parents, the child could step in and out of their parent’s shield - a shield-breaker like Nessie - and potentially (if they had a gift from their vampire parent) get under Bella’s shield and render it useless

#twilight #twilightsaga #twilight volturi #volturi coven #the volturi coven #Volturi #aro volturi #the volturi #twilightsagaedit #twilight revival #twilight resurgance #twilight renewal #twilight renaissance #Alice cullen #edward cullen #bella swan #bella cullen #jasper hale #renesmee cullen #renata volturi

[volterran-wine]

If Santiago is the baby of the coven, what would a newborn from today's Gen Z be called? Just that, a newborn?

Nat, imagine an 18 year old watching Pride, Prejudice, and Zombies with Demetri. Them popping out from around corners to scare Felix only to scare themselves because they forgot how tall he is.

- 🧀

• — 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢 & 𝐆𝐞𝐧 𝐙

They would be considered a newborn yes, vampires are looked at as children to an extent for their first 100 years because they spend a lot of time shedding their human sensibilities during that time.

I think modern day humans all would have an interesting experience if they joined the ranks of The Volturi. While they do not cling to the conventions from their time (Pre-20th century), they still are people from a completely different world.

As the oldest of Gen Z (or a young Millennial, the jury is still out), even I would find it slightly daunting to waltz into the ranks of The Volturi. An 18 year old seems so far-fetched to me, the dynamics would certainly shift.

Sure, you have Renata who was turned young, but 20 in 1620 is not the same as 20 in 2023.

I do wonder if recruitment has slowed down over the years due to human sentiments shifting quite drastically the last century. After all, most of us do not take kindly to the notion of kings and queens any longer.

#Volturi Questionnaire #Volturi Employment #Twilight #Queue

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

What if Renata had killed uncle Luca and taken his place as the protector of the family instead of joining the Volturi?

How would aunt Renata be as a protector?

The theory of what looks like it happened with Renata. And even more of that theory.

Renata would be very sad.

I imagine she'd try to be more distant to her family while still protecting them. No more terrorizing them in the night, no more demanding daughters be turned, no more acknowledgement of Renata at all while still keeping the protection.

However, this ends up not working. At first, with the protection continuing, the family is convinced Luca isn't gone and are conditioned into behaving the same way lest they lose his protection/incur his anger.

Then, over enough time, they forget Luca exists altogether and don't realize they're being protected at all. (Especially as I imagine Renata would balk at doing things I imagine Luca would have no problem doing: slaughtering rival enemies of the family to ensure the family's fortune).

Not to mention as time passes I imagine Renata finds herself increasingly lonely as all the family that knew her is gone, she's less than a specter to the family who were all born after her, and she's essentially living life as a ghost for the sake of her family.

I imagine, eventually, she'd find it untenable and convince herself that her family can get by without her (as most families do without supernatural protection). She would probably join a coven she found not horrible at some point or another.

Could even be the Cullens depending if/when Carlisle passes through the area as a nomad.

#twilight #twilight meta #twilight headcanon #twilight renaissance #renata #luca #anti luca #meta #headcanon #opinion

[therealvinelle]

If "how to make hybrids" was known since antiquity (i.e before the Volturi's law) do you think that Aro would have banned the making of them? How would the vampire society have changed?

It wouldn't have changed.

Hybrids would be subject to the law, just as vampires are, and there would simply be two different kinds of vampires (as hybrids, immortal bloodsuckers that they are, are the same difference to the humans they're killing.)

There wouldn't be immortal children, of course, at least not as many (as I imagine there would be some who couldn't manage to create a hybrid, or who got fed up with their hybrids growing up all the time). Tanya's mother might still be around, depending on whether she was content with creating hybrids or if she wound up giving into the immortal baby temptation.

Renata probably doesn't exist, as in this AU Luca might be making hybrids with the would-be brides instead of turning them. A family of hybrids would be harder to control than a family of humans, however, so he might also not.

#kleailia #twilight #twilight renaissance #twilight meta #twilight hybrids #twilight worldbuilding

[totallycorrecttwilight]

Do the Volturi kings and/or the guard wear designer clothing in their down time?

Friend I believe they do? In my head they definitely wear designer out and about, but within the castle the rules of when to actually wear clothing become a blur. If someone, somehow, for whatever reason, just burst through the door one day or peered in through a window or something, they'd see a LOT of parts out, as I really doubt the majority of them (save for a few) care but at all about things like that. Plus, it's much more comfortable just to trot around butt naked, ya kno? Or just with some basically transparent fabric wrapped around themselves, because sexy tm.

But just for shits and giggles, lets try to imagine what kind of clothing they'd wear.

Sulpicia goes for those transparent fabrics, titties and everything out, it really bodes well for her because she picks them floral and it's easy to deceive people and make them think you're an angel when you're actually devil incarnate. Hell if I know if that's designer or just pure evil. Aro goes all in. He's got leather pants and he's got long coats and probably very few shirts. Sometimes he does wear shirts when he wears other types of fancy suits. Whatever. You know what I'm saying. Aro's the only designer Aro needs. Caius doesn't mess around. He's the one who's barely ever not wearing clothes unless the occasion asks for it. He's all dark tones and proper clothing. Three pieces, heavy coats, if the weather calls for it, leather gloves. Kinda designer, but eh. Athenodora doesn't go far from Caius in that regard, as these two are the only ones who should be in charge. She'll wear a nice pantsuit with a pair of heels, and she'll look like a proper CEO. Designer, but make it subtle. Marcus wears the same old gray coat for years and years, until his covenmates burn it. I kid. But he doesn't invest a lot in his clothing, as long as they're comfortable — it's good. Not designer at all. (Starting to see that my 'they walk around basically naked' only applies to the first two. Oh well.)

Speaking of guards, it depends. Demetri always looks dapper and everyone knows it. He buys the best quality clothing only, and most of his stuff is, yes, designer. His sheet thread count is the highest one can find. His socks are more expensive than your kidney. He doesn't do a lot of bright colors, and more leans towards burgundies and dimmed shades in general. All designer. Nothing but designer. Felix is the complete opposite and a mess. All bright oranges, neons, short shorts that say juicy on his ass and barely holding whatever they need to hold there. Loose button ups that he never buttons up, with like, flamingos and crap. He's that buffoon. Not designer at all. Opposite of designer. Whatever it is. Heidi's all black, gold and purple. Leather pencil skirts with a slit, and something cute and lacy there? She manages to turn the simplest pieces into great outfits; girl can dress and make you feel by just standing next to you (unless you're Felix. Felix doesn't care. He loves his flamingo shirts). Very designer. Corin definitely dresses like a lesbian from like, 20s. You know what I'm talking about. Those high waisted pants and cute shirts. You know. She's neat and tidy and she's got some like, a bee shaped pin. Not really designer. Renata's all about cozy oversized sweaters and comfortable shoes. She doesn't care about designers and brands, because she gets them at second hand or knits/sews herself.

#the volturi #vampire fashion tag.

[theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin]

Could you expand on you last twilight meta and tell us what you think the relationship between the guard members are? Fandom sonetimes portrays them as a mafia where everybody hates each other, which I find unrealistic, but on the other hand I can't see them as a fluffy family either

Well, you’re talking to the person who assures my readers that when things have been too nice for too many chapters the catastrophe is coming, because I assume they’re as bored by fluff as I am.

So, fluff is right out.

As for whether they all hate each other and there’s petty infighting. Well, that’s what Chelsea is actually for. The Volturi is only able to be this huge because of Chelsea, because she makes those petty intrigues all seem pointless and gets people to focus on doing their damn job.

They might not all like each other. Mostly because it’s hilarious to me, I headcanon that Afton (Chelsea’s useless mate) is an ass no one actually likes, but they can all tolerate each other enough to at least get by.

Some, I’m sure, are closer friends than others.

I imagine Corin is rather close to the wives given her role. We know Aro is close to Jane and Renata. Jane and Alec are seen as very close to each other. They do have relationships.

That said I will caveat that there is always a distinction made between the Volturi coven and the Volturi guard. It is not at all the same thing, the guard is there to work and while they do have relationships, it’s all very clearly master and servant (or liege and vassal if you want to go with that). 

That’s why it was such a big deal that Carlisle hung around for decades. He wasn’t incorporated into the guard, he was incorporated into the coven itself. In other words, Carlisle was unwittingly living Laurent’s dream while Laurent ended up with the world’s trashiest vampires aside from the Romanians. And Carlisle never realizes it.

#ask #anon #twilight #volturi

[il-mio-tesoro]

Headcanon Masterlist <3

I haven’t had the best time recently, however, I’m getting back on track, and starting my HCs again. If you’d particularly like one doing, sooner rather than pop in a request, but otherwise I’ll be doing them in no particular order.

*these are HCs of their lives feel free to request more specific ones

Heidi’s HCs

Corin’s HCs

Renata’s HCs

Felix’s HCs

Demetri’s HCs

Chelsea’s HCs

Afton’s HCs

#felix #felix volturi #felix volturi imagine #felix headcanons #felix volturi headcanons #volturi #volturi imagines #volturi headcanon #Heidi Volturi #heidi volturi headcanons #heidi volturi imagine #corin #corin volturi #corin volturi headcanons #renata #renata headcanons #renata imagine #twilight #the twilight renaissance

[franzias-cave]

4, 17, 18👀

Thank you for asking! There is discussion of sexual assault as it relates to Twilight in this so I’m sticking it under a cut 

4. Share a sentence or paragraph from your writing that you’re really proud of (explain why, if you like)

This is a section from the Just World Fallacy where Rosalie thinks about the aftermath of her assault: 

“If she did not remember her life was based on nothing. If she did not remember then no one could bear witness. The only ones who had experienced the rent in the universe were her and the perpetrators, and they were dead.

Everyone around her lived in a different timeline, one where the worst imaginable thing hadn’t yet happened. They had new experiences and wide, uncharted futures that gave them the space to become something new. Time in the other world was an arrow, moving inexorably forward. 

Time in her world was a small, stuffy room. She was eternally tethered to the terrible thing they had done to her. If she moved, she moved around it, circling it endlessly. No matter what she did, everything came back to the brass buttons and the stars that shone in the sky above the alley.” 

 Why I am so pleased with myself: 

It really do be like that. 

Cheeky Nabokov reference.

17. Do you think readers perceive your work - or you - differently to you? What do you think would surprise your readers about your writing or your motivations?

Re: work, there is sometimes a significant difference between what I intended and what readers seemed to get. 

Undercover Ops is a tragedy. People make the wrong choices over and over and Paranoid Bella becomes the worst possible version of herself. She goes from being a reasonably kind and generous person to someone that spends her free time torturing and murdering people for her own amusement. Most people were more upset that she wasn’t popular at work? I don’t think the horror of her actually literally torturing someone really landed, which is probably on me as a writer. 

Overall people seemed to get what I was trying to do. Honestly I expected more backlash for the bummer ending, though I think the fact that Lauren got her HEA made Bella’s predicament easier to digest. 

Re: misconceptions about me - I hate true crime. Can’t stand it. 

18. Do any of your stories have alternative versions? (plotlines that you abandoned, AUs of your own work, different characterisations?) Tell us about them.

Initially Undercover Ops was going to follow @theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin‘s Paranoid Bella outline, which would end up with a big confrontation in Volterra where Bella finally gets to yell at Edward and then join the Volturi. I planned a big set piece conversation in the waiting room between Bella and Gianna about the value of human life and what it meant to be a vampire, with an eventually bittersweet ending where Bella got to join the Volturi and be happy (and get with Renata). 

However, in the writing process enough things changed that the ending planned would no longer be feasible, so we got the bitter ending instead where Bella betrays everyone she knows for a chance at staying alive and becomes the annoying coworker who murders children and tortures people on the side. 

Also there was a massive deleted scene in Undercover Ops where Lauren rouses Bella from her depression and they have a Very Deep Conversation about a dead guinea pig named Fuzzy Baby and parenting styles. It was very gay and fairly heartwarming. Vinelle ruled it out for being too on the nose, which was probably the right move. RIP Fuzzy Baby, we barely knew ye. 

#ask game #gabriziodeandre #undercover ops #the just world fallacy