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junkdrawerfics · 1 year
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Simple Moment
I love Jasper Hale more than most things in my life.
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Summary: Just a cute, fluffy moment with Jasper and his human, the reader. Mostly Bella and Alice talking about the two of you.
Word Count: 702
Warnings: None! Just fluff!
“So that’s Jasper’s girlfriend?” Bella asks Alice as they watch a familiar looking girl stride up to said vampire. She waggles her hand in front of the blond’s face, snapping him out of whatever thoughts he was stuck in. A small smile slips onto Bella’s lips as she watches him grin and murmur some greeting.
“Yep, that’s (Y/n),” Alice replies, smiling along fondly, “We met her just a year ago. She’s Jasper’s singer, like you’re Edward’s.”
Bella’s brows shoot up at this, “She’s human?” She knew that Jasper didn’t have complete control of his instincts yet, so the fact that he could be around someone whose blood is so tempting to him seems implausible. Yet there you are, pressing into his side with an adoring smile.
“Crazy huh?” Alice giggles at the gobsmacked look on her friend’s face, “Trust me, it wasn’t pretty at first. Jasper had to stay home for weeks because he couldn’t control himself at school.”
A question hangs on the tip of her tongue, but Bella keeps it to herself. It’s none of her business how they eventually came together, she imagines it might have been something similar to her and Edward’s story. Her curious eyes dart over to Jasper and the girl again. They’re settled down on the roots of a nearby tree, talking and smiling at each other. The softness of the moment strikes her. Had she ever seen the vampire look so carefree? Especially around a human?
“They’re cute, aren’t they?” The ravenette murmurs with a far away look, “She’ll be like us one day too, I’ve seen it, and they look so happy. She’s the one that helps him learn control. He’s even the one who changes her, I think. That part was still a little unclear.”
Bella looks at her with a smile, “It’s so cool that you’ve seen all of that.”
Alice shrugs but her smile betrays the pride she feels for her gift, “It has come to me over the months, not all together, you know. I’m just so happy he has someone now.”
Both look over at the couple again, fondness and genuine joy rolling off of them.
Jasper smiles slightly, eyes darting over to the pair.
“What is it?” You ask, glancing around the blonde to see his sister and the new girl staring at the two of you. A dark blush is quick to cover your face, which you hide in his shoulder.
Jasper chuckles lightly, pressing an adoring kiss to the crown of your head, “No worries, darlin’, they’re happy you’re here.”
You peak up at him with a small, teasing grin, “Really? And how do you feel, huh?”
The blonde raises an eyebrow at you, one of his oh so charming smirks pulling at the corner of his lips, “Why, it’s a pleasure to have you by my side, ma’am.”
Your teasing smile melts into a sigh and you bury your face back into his shoulder. Just his voice alone sets free a flock of butterflies in your chest. You’re probably as red as a tomato again.
“Don’t call me ma’am, makes me feel old,” you grumble to try and hide just how flustered his words made you feel.
“My apologies,” you can hear the grin in his voice, “...ma’am.”
You punch him in the side, knowing all too well that it won’t actually hurt him, but at least the intention is there. Jasper just chuckles again and pulls away to look at your bright face.
“I’m just teasin’ darlin’,” he hums, “You get riled up so easy.”
“You’re so mean.” You pout, scrunching your nose up at him.
The vampire only grins and leans close to press his cold lips against your forehead. Eyes fluttering closed, you take a moment to just savor the feeling. You never want it to go away. You never want him to go away.
“I love you, Jasper,” you mumble as you tuck back into his side.
He pulls you close, enveloped in your scent but so stricken with the genuine emotions rolling off you that it doesn’t even seem to bother him.
“I love you too, darlin’.” The words are soft, spoken so only you will hear him.
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gaypirate420 · 10 months
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Little sound // Jasper W. Hale
Jasper Whitlock Hale x male!reader.
Summary: You question vampiric sleep while Jasper makes a little sound.
A/N: Breaking Dawn Jasper deserves more love, me thinks.
Angst/Fluff.
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"Which pillow do you want?" You asked him while you made space for him on your bed, Jasper pointed to your thighs.
"These ones, please." He spoke with a smirk, you chuckled and take off the blanket that lay over your legs.
The blonde vampire smiled and he went down, placing kisses on your thighs before he opened them gently and lie down his head on your stomach.
Jasper seemed tired, mentally at least. You're not sure if vampires get sore muscles or something like that but he needed to lie down and relax, it was evident from a mile away.
The vampire sighed heavily, his cold breath hitting you, his hands quickly got to caress your warm skin.
"I missed you." You spoke softly as your hand got to his recently cut hair.
"I know, I'm sorry, been busy with— Bella." Jasper scoffed.
Tired, he was so incredibly tired, done even, done with everything and it made you sad because it was something out of your human control and comprehension.
"What's with her?" You asked curious about his reaction, it was very out of character from his part.
"She got turned, darlin'— she just— has this crazy control over her newborn instincts. It's impressive— but-" He said bitter, almost angry, not angry no, jealous.
"But— Am I not trying hard enough? Or I'm just unfixable?" Jasper asked softly, very softly almost like he didn't meant to say that, his tongue betrayed him completely and revealed his thoughts.
"I think you're trying hard— the hardest you can— you have come a long way, Jasper. I'm proud of you." You spoke serious. The vampire stayed silent while his finger stroke your skin.
You stroke his hair, you felt how his body got weak in an instant and a sigh left his lips.
"I missed you so much, my darlin'." He whispered and his cold lips kissed your thigh, you giggled at the sensation but he continued.
Despite the fact that he's been talking to you everyday and bringing you flowers every weekend, it didn't felt like that because he hasn't had the opportunity to stay.
To be with his darling, his most special boy.
You looked down at him, his golden eyes looked up, you bopped his nose and he chuckled.
"Pretty." You whispered and bopped his cheek, Jasper smirked, his cold hand went up.
"Handsome." He whispered back and bopped your cheek, you mimicked his smirk and lean down to kiss his forehead.
Your fingers returned to stroke his hair, he took deep breaths, useless for his body but at least the illusion seem to help.
Jasper closed his eyes, letting his mind relax, melting comfortably under your touch and resting on your soft thighs.
You stayed silent, playing with his hair and caressing his pale face from time to time.
Vampires can't sleep, at least that's what Jasper told you but you have a theory that maybe they enter a deep meditating state.
Because there's no explanation for the level of calmness Jasper seems to be in when you cuddle with him. He's sleeping in your mind, resting along side with you.
The vampire sometimes even moves like one would do when asleep, losing or tightening his grip on you, mumbling things and everything. It was fascinating and comforting knowing he felt so much peace with you.
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One of your hands was busy stroking his hair while the other scrolled through your phone.
It's been probably an hour or two, you looked down at Jasper, you smiled softly at the image that lied infront of you.
He's asleep, call yourself stubborn because nothing could convince you otherwise, probably when you become a vampire yourself you'll understand, but right now, he's sleeping, completely asleep.
There's just no way that the man laying between your thighs is wide awake.
You stopped everything you were doing when you noticed a sound. A small and soft sound.
It's coming from Jasper.
You smiled and put attention to the small noise. He's snoring? It was a soft rumbling and it stopped the moment your hand didn't stroke his hair.
So you moved your fingers again, and he made that sound, your fingers moved down to his neck and it became louder. You got closer.
He's purring.
He's done this before, but you thought you were making it up.
You stayed silent, shooked, enjoying this moment, and discreetly recording it with your phone, the purr was very soft, you don't think Jasper is even aware his body is having this reaction.
You could feel the soft vibrations of his chest as he did this soft purring sound.
You kissed his forehead, whispering sweet nothings before you grabbed a blanket and throw it over him, Jasper just snuggled further on your thighs.
He then spoke, and his words were drowsy, sleepy mumbling.
"I love you." The vampire spoke softly, you kept stroking his hair and he kept making that soft purring.
"I love you too, cowboy." You whispered back with a smile on your face.
"I- have things to do, darlin'." He whispered when he noticed the blanket, he opened his eyes but close them again almost immediately.
You suppressed your comment about him not allowing himself to rest and have a nice moment.
"Shhhh, you have centuries left to do whatever you want. Just rest now. Sleep, it's okay." You spoke softly, Jasper shaked his head but didn't move an inch.
"Vampires can't sleep, doll." He protested with a slight slurry voice, you chuckled and rolled your eyes playfully.
"Sure thing, Jazz." You said, he placed a kiss on your thigh before he returned to continue his 'no sleep'.
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A/N: heyyyyy how y'all doing? Hope you liked this!
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entitled-fangirl · 2 months
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Sparring.
Jasper Hale x vampire!reader
Summary: As Jasper teaches how to fight the newborns, the reader and Bella talk about her past.
Words: 1,551
Warning: vampire stuff, talk of death, cursing
Author's note: I can't tell if I love it or hate it but here you go anyway!
Masterlist <3
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The famous silver jeep of the Cullen’s pulled up as she watched Emmett be thrown into the dirt. 
The entire family turned as Edward and Bella stepped out of the car.
As they walk to the family, so do the wolves. 
Each vampire held to their mate as they watched said wolves come out from the tree line. Soft growls came from their snouts from the obvious smell of vampires.
Jasper held on to her as they did so, his arms around her waist, his chest providing support against her back. 
Edward stepped to Carlisle, “They don’t trust us enough to be in their human forms.”
Carlisle nodded, “At least they came. That’s enough. Will you translate?”
Carlisle stepped towards the wolves, thanking them for coming before explaining that Jasper would be the teacher in this scenario.
Jasper’s loving mate smiled. She loved sparring as a family.
Some time passes and the girl now sits on the hood of the jeep next to Bella. She leans over, “I’ve always found this entertaining. Watching them,  I mean…”
Bella smiled as Emmett flew threw the air once again. “I did have a question, if you don’t mind me asking…?”
The girl nods, anticipating what the human could possibly think of to ask.
“Jasper knows a lot about this kind of thing… I mean… Why is that exactly..?”
His mate shifts slightly, not expecting that question. “Well, Bella. I don’t feel that I’m the one that should tell you. Perhaps you should ask him. It’s… a horrid story, honestly. I’m not sure he’d want it out there, you know?”
Bella nods, “yeah, right. I get it… sorry.”
The girl’s head perks up at the sound of her name being called by Carlisle. “Oh, shit. My turn to go. Watch me, Bells?”
Bella grins, “Of course.”
Jasper stood confidently on the dirt ground, his eyes trained on the person in front of him.
His pretty mate. 
She held the same look in her eyes. 
They had sparred many times before. And they were both quite good. He taught her practically everything he knows. 
The entire family gathered around to see how it would play out. Would they go easy on each other? Who would win?
It seemed the two held that look in their eyes as well as they tried to scope the other one’s thoughts.
Then he rushed her. 
They were both incredible to watch as if they were dancing. Their bodies seemed to always know what the other would do, even when changing their fighting style. It seemed the two lovers truly knew each other in and out. 
Eventually she slipped, and Jasper seized his opportunity, grabbing her wrist and pulling her to him. 
Pulled against his body, her face was mere inches from him. The tension between the two rose as his gaze fell to her lips. God, he couldn’t resist her even when he was pretending to be her enemy.
And she was no better.
She focused on the feeling of his strong grip, his sturdy fingers wrapped around her seemingly delicate wrist. 
If they were alone, this sparring match would have escalated, like it usually does when they are so. But today, they simply stared at each other. Those who didn’t know them would assume they were calculating what the other might do next, but no. This family knew them quite well. And thank god no one else had Jasper’s gift, or the tension would bring a blush to their cheeks.
She gently leaned forward, their lips brushing. Jasper tilted his head down to receive her soft lips. But they never came.
She swept his leg out from under him, pinning him to the ground as she placed a knee on his chest. 
She leaned down to his face, whispering softly in his ear, “What was that you said? Don’t get distracted?”
He smiled, letting his head fall back against the dirt. 
She would be the death of him. 
And he would love it.
The sparring continued the next day as she found herself sitting next to Bella on the hood of the car again.
She watched Jasper as he sparred with an admiring look in her eye. She loved the Major with all her heart. 
Or, what was left of it anyway.
If it still pumped blood, she would be able to feel it beat for him.
“Do you mind if I ask you another question? A different one, this time?”
The girl nods, “Yeah, don’t see why not.” 
Bella looks down at the dirt. “Can I ask what happened to you? How you… how you got here?”
She felt a breath come out of her unused lungs, “Oh. Yeah. ‘Course. It’s… not a pleasant story but any means… are you sure?”
The human nods, “Please. I’m trying to understand you guys better.”
The girl leans back slightly, regaining her bearings. “Alright. Well… I was born in 1941. I uh, grew up in the 50s. Not the best timing, obviously. Do you know much about the ’50’s, Bella?”
The human’s head tilts back and forth in thought, “A little. Civil rights and stuff..?”
“Yeah. Well, the Korean War was in the 50’s. There was this military guy that fell in love with me. And I to him. But… we, uh… how do I say this? He was… we were…?”
Bella leans forward, “…what? Just say it.”
“Well, we were different skin tones. And.. well, I don’t need to say much more. Anyway, there was this other man that decided he liked me. He was pigheaded and awful. I hated him. He tormented me everyday. I finally told him about the man that-“
“-what was his name?”
The girl’s head perked up, “Whose?”
Bella met her eyes, “…the one you loved.”
A deep sigh left the vampire’s lips, “…Johnathan.”
Bella nodded, leaning back again to let the girl continue her story.
“I told the man about… Johnathan and… the man began to tell everyone in town. It became the only thing anyone talked about until eventually…. Eventually...,” the girl’s voice faded out in thought. “…I’m sorry. I haven’t told this story in so long…”
“It’s alright. Take your time.”
“Thank you… uh… the man formed a mob and approached us in the park one day. Johnathan tried to protect me. And he did. Until they… killed him…” the girl stared at the ground, a somber look in her eyes. “…and the man ended up being a vampire… he changed me and… well… yeah.”
Bella nodded, “How did you find Carlisle?”
“Oh. Right. Uh, I was on the run… after I changed. I actually ran into him. Well, he ran into me. He…. He stood to where I would crash into him, so he could talk to me. He knew everything. He took me in. And I met Jasper…”
Her eyes wandered back to Jasper. His sleeves were pulled up, exposing the skin of his forearms, and the scars that resided there. He was so strong. So perfect. Her knight in shining armor. 
Bella noticed the girl’s longing gaze and smiled to herself. “…how did you know he was the one?”
The girl turned back to Bella, “Oh. You just know, Bella. It’s… ugh, it’s this feeling you get in your heart. Like you’ve finally taken a breath after being underwater for years. Like your souls have intertwined and have become one. It’s… strange to put into words…”
Bella nods, “It sounds wonderful.”
She nods too, “Oh, it is. Edward feels that way about you.”
Bella looks up in surprise, “Really?”
She smiles, “Yeah. He told me that the day he met you. Like he couldn’t think around you. You… occupy all of his thoughts. You fascinate him.”
The human grins, “And that’s how Jasper feels?”
“-How I feel about what?”
Jasper had walked up to the two, a grin on his face. He leaned against the car on his side, his arm resting over his girl’s leg. 
His mate smiled, “Perhaps it’s none of your business… girl things…”
Jasper scoffed, “Sure, darlin’. Anything you say.”
Her hand reached up to run it through his hair. 
The three sat in silence for a while before the girl broke it. “I need to go back to the house. Help me down, Jas?”
He stood, reaching his arms out, gripping her waist to help her down. She was vampire. She didn’t need help. And they both knew that. 
Bella scooted forward, “Wait, before you go…?”
The girl turned around in Jasper’s arms. “…Yeah?”
“What happened to him? …To the guy that…”
The girl’s lips pulled up into a smirk. Her head turned slightly to look at Jasper’s face that held the same knowing smirk of his own. “Well, Bella. He… got what he deserved…” 
And with that, she walked away. 
Bella gawked slightly, now focusing on Jasper, hoping he could illuminate on the situation. 
But he continued to grin, watching his girl walk away. 
Eventually, Jasper felt Bella’s confused emotion and turned to her. “I made a vow not to kill after I met her…”
Bella’s eyebrows knitted together, and Jasper’s smirk grew into a grin. 
“…But I fucking killed him.”
And with that, silence overtook the forest as he continued to watch his girl walk away.
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kimi240302 · 1 year
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Love of the cruel King
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A/N: My native language is not English, so I put each of my stories through an app so that it ends up in English.
Also, I've uploaded this story before, on another account but it's defective somehow. So I created a new one
Summary: When Y/N follows her older sister Bella to Volterra , she didn't expect to finde out that she is connected by fate to one of the three vampire kings
Caius Volturi x female!reader
Words: 4.5k
Main Post / Twilight Masterlist
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" The best
place to get lost
is in the eyes
of someone
you've missed."
-faraway
"Now, just to be clear. You want to travel to Italy to save the guy who has been ignoring you for months just because a family member of his tried to eat you?"
Bella looked annoyed at her one year younger sister and tried to ignore her, but Y/N wouldn't let her.
" If he wants to kill himself please , let him do it. It seems to have become fashionable in the last few hours! But if you think I'm going to let you go alone with Dracula's sister, you're wrong dear sister!"
Bella walked past Y/N. " I'm not taking you with me."
Y/N grabbed Bella's upper arm. Both sisters looked into each other's eyes. " Bella you just jumped off a cliff for your ex boyfriend to notice you . That proves I'm the only one of the two of us who can still think straight! So either I get Jacob in here , who will happily help me lock you in your room until our father gets home or you take me with you!"
" You are too stubborn for your own good!" Grumbled Bella, breaking free of her sister's iron grip. " And you too naive for yours!"
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" Don't look at me like that!" Bella stood next to Edward and noticed her sister's annoyed look. Ignoring her sentence, Y/N turned back around and stared at the closed elevator doors.
" The entire Cullen clan will be the death of my sister , me or both of us at the same time."
Jane , Demetri and Felix eyed the young girl. Slightly she shrank under the gaze of the vampires. Because even if she did not want to admit it , the red eyes of the three were not only beautiful , but also intimidating .
"I know that Bella and I are the only humans in a rather cramped room full of vampires, but could you stop looking at me like you're about to really eat me?" Puzzled, Felix and Demetri looked at each other. But then grinned down at the girl. The blond vampire put one of his hands on Y/N's shoulder. " You have quite a bit of courage..." Jane interrupted him. " As long as Aro , Caius or Marcus have not decided whether you should live or die , your survival is uncertain human!" The vampire turned her head boredly to Y/N and back again as the elevator doors opened. Confused, Y/N turned her head to Demetri. "Is she always in such a good mood or does my perfume just not suit her?" " Imagine Felix she becomes one of us , that could be really interesting!" The brown-haired vampire studied the young girl closely and began to smile. "Maybe."
Y/N who was about to ask another question fell silent as the small group stepped through two huge double doors into a throne room. Demetri and Felix meanwhile also became serious again and pushed Y/N a little more in front of them when they noticed her hesitation. Their eyes followed Jane , who stood by a dark-haired boy and seemed pleased with herself. Looking to her left , the young girl held her breath.
Three thrones with their respective guardians stood before her. The vampire in the center rose with a grin that reminded Y/N of the Joker , and approached the small group. If Y/N remembered correctly from Carlisle's stories, the black-haired vampire was Aro Volturi. The vampire sitting behind Aro on the left, wearing the look of a man tired of life, was Marcus Volturi. On Aro's right side sat a blond vampire, whom Y/N identified as Caius.
This one aroused a strange fascination in Y/N. No matter how hard she tried she could not take her eyes off him. Even though she knew she should rather listen to Aro, his words just seemed to pass her by. Meanwhile, Caius looked aggressively in the direction of Alice and Edward, paying no attention to other person.
Goosebumps covered Y/N's skin when the blond vampire noticed that he was being watched. First he looked at Bella with a look full of contempt. Y/N immediately wondered if he would look at her with so many bad emotions as well. Just as she was about to finally release her gaze, Caius turned his attention to the young girl.
Y/N's breathing, which had just been rapid and uncontrolled, returned to normal. The fear she had felt all this time left her body and was replaced by a warmth that Y/N didn't understand and yet if she had to be honest with herself, she didn't want to be. Because the answer to that worried her more than her situation at that moment.
" Brother." Marcus drew all the attention of the room to him with one blow. Aro looked at his brother, startled, but Marcus simply raised his hand. In less than a millisecond , Aro stood in front of him and grabbed his hand .
With a cry of joy, Aro stood in front of Y/N with the same speed. Not having expected this, she stumbled back several steps, startled. Felix and Demetri reacted at the same time and caught Y/N carefully. Confused , she looked at the vampires , wondering why they were so careful with her and not so rough as with the rest. " Brother! Be careful , she is only human after all." Caius voice sounded a bit short tempered and yet there was something in his gaze that Y/N could not describe. Aro on the other hand just nodded and gave the young girl his full attention. " May I?" With a gentle smile, he pointed at Y/N's still slightly trembling hand. She winced at the coldness that enveloped her hand as Aro closed his hands around hers. But she did not dare to pull them away.
Laughing, he let go of her hand and turned to Caius. "This could be interesting, brother!"
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After a small fight in the middle of the throne room, where Y/N had been standing behind a vampire named Alec the entire time, they were allowed to go home. Caius had clearly rebelled against letting Y/N go home, but this interested Aro less. What bothered Y/N the most was that no one had even tried to explain to her what was going on and why Alice and Edward were looking at her as if she would drop dead at any moment. When she couldn't take it anymore on the way home and yelled at both vampires to tell her what the hell was going on, Alice confused her even more by saying, ˋSomething that changed your fate in this world'.
Three months had passed since then and Y/N doubted that anything would happen. She also tried to forget the whole thing, which proved to be more difficult than the young girl had thought. Because every time she closed her eyes she saw Caius in front of her.
That night, too, Y/N had trouble falling asleep, and when she finally did, she was awakened three hours later by a breeze and a huge shadow in front of her bed. Confused, Y/N blinked as she opened her eyes. Only to fly out of her bed with a sharp scream. She had looked directly into the red eyes of Felix Volturi, getting the shock of her life.
Smirking, Demetri circled the human's bed and held out one of his gloved hands to her. " Do you need help?" The blond-haired vampire raised an eyebrow in amusement. Wiping hair from her face , Y/N stood up without help and looked at both vampires annoyed . " No! What I need is a good reason why you stand in my room at night and watch me sleep!" "Actually, we didn't want to watch you sleep, we wanted to wake you up." Felix grinned at her, which Y/N returned with an even more annoyed expression. Demetri laughed. " The reason we are here is because Caius wants you to join him in Volterra." Y/N nodded mutely , scratched her forehead , bent down to pick up her quilt and lay back in bed . " Then I wish you both a safe journey back , because I'm going to lie back in this very bed and go back to sleep! You both know the way out." With that , she closed her eyes and buried her face back into her pillow . Felix sighed, "Aro was right! Things could get interesting with her!" The tall vampire bent down , pulled the blanket off Y/N's body and threw the young girl over his shoulder.
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" A human mate...." Caius grumbled this to himself as everyone waited for Demetri and Felix to arrive with Y/N. " For the last three months you have been trying to deny this brother. Give it up." Aro looked over at Caius in amusement. Marcus turned to Caius as well. " Fate cannot be stopped or changed. Everything has its right and, accordingly, a reason." " Then fate seems to hate me. For I, of all people, am linked to the sister of the Cullens' toy!" Aro pursed his lips for an answer, but he was interrupted by the opening of the door. Smiling, he turned to it and was about to start a greeting, when he fell silent, confused.
" You huge idiot! Put me the fuck down!" Everyone present had to get used to the image that presented itself to them. Y/N was hanging over Felix's shoulder, in her sleeping clothes, hitting his back while insulting him. Felix looked annoyed and Demetri seemed to stifle a laugh.
" Felix, put them down!" Caius grumbled this. Alec , standing next to Aro's throne , tilted his head slightly and eyed Y/N as she stood. " Did you get her out of bed?" Annoyed , Y/N looked at him . " No how did you come up with that? I had the idea of being carried in here in nothing but my pajamas over Bigfoot's shoulders!" Aro cried out laughing and clapped his hands. " You are such a special specimen of a human. I like that!" He turned to face Caius. " So if you ask me brother , fate has sent you the perfect mate."
Confused, Y/N looked around. " Mate?" " You and Caius my love are connected by the red bond of fate . I could see it the moment you looked into each other's eyes!" Marcus looked at her lovingly. Silently Y/N stood there trying to understand exactly what was happening. " That means exactly , just to make my brain understand everything for a moment..." "You and Caius souls complete each other. In other words; you will stay here in Volterra so you will be with him and he will logically be with you!" Aro smiled at her. " Ah" , the young girl turned to Demetri, " Just to be sure... I'm not asleep and this is really happening?" Grinning, the latter shook his head. " You're wide awake!" Slowly, she nodded and looked to Caius. " Do I have a choice?" " No!" " So what's going on right now is, by and large, a kidnapping?" " Yes" " Good to know." Amused, all the vampires watched their master and his mate. " How do you explain my sudden disappearance?" Aro answered the question without letting even a second pass. " On the way to your mother , you died in a car accident."
Silently, she looked around and noticed that no one seemed to be joking. Fear spread through Y/N, but also relief to finally be near Caius again. Being too confused by her own feelings, she simply nodded. As she did so, her surroundings began to spin and she slumped slightly. Y/N realized only now how much everything was taking her and how much her body longed for sleep, which she had not gotten in the last weeks. Caius, who had sensed the change in his mate's behavior, immediately stood in front of her and caught his mate's increasingly flaccid body. Picking her up in bridal style, he looked down at her with concern.
" It is fascinating how in the human mind the separation of two mates shows itself..." Aro had stood next to Caius and was also looking down at Y/N now sleeping body. " Will she be okay?" Aro placed a hand on her forehead and closed his eyes for a moment. " She just needs sleep and your presence , just as you need hers." Nodding , he left the throne room to go to his quarters , where they had cleared a new room for Y/N to sleep in .
Once there, he placed her in a large and soft bed. For a minute he watched his mate sleep. He shook his head and wanted to turn away, but Y/N's hand stopped him. Again he looked down at her. " Is something going to happen to me here or am I going to be turned against my will?" Sleepily , yet worried and with a touch of fear , she looked up at Caius . He shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed. Her hand he released from his wrist, grasped it and placed it on his non-beating heart. Y/N sat up and moved closer to Caius.
" The connection that binds us is very rare , some vampires never find it in their infinite lives and the ones that do... you can't feel it as a human like I can. When you are a vampire and you find that one person that is meant for you , every second without them is agony." He interrupted himself and put his forehead to Y/N's. The latter didn't flinch, even seemed to relax more. "If the wrong people found out that you were that person for me, Y/N, they would use you against me and kill you. I can't lose you, not after I just found you! So don't be afraid that anything will happen to you here. I will always be there to protect you!" Caius detached his forehead from hers and looked her in the eyes. "Turning into a vampire will be your free decision. I will not make it for you , even though I would love for you to become one of us , so I can have you by my side for eternity."
He lifted her hand , which still rested on his chest , and pressed a kiss on the back of his hand . Before he could get up , Y/N held his hand tighter . "Stay with me... please" Caius hesitated briefly. But he meant to make room for her so that he could lie down with her. Cautiously and with still some restraint Y/N snuggled up to him and fell asleep for the first time in months without waking up every now and then.
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Lost in thought, Y/N let her fingers run over the fabric of the blue Summer dress that Caius had given her only that morning. "Are you all right my dear? You've been lost in your thoughts all afternoon." Athenodora looked at Y/N out of worried eyes. Detaching herself from her thoughts , Y/N studied the older woman before her closely.
Several weeks had now passed since Y/N's arrival. Everyone seemed to really like her, even though she was still human. Even the twins couldn't help but be nice to Y/N, which seemed to shock many. Aro was worried that the twins would be nice. But that thought was quickly misplaced when the Cullens wanted to talk to Aro and the rest of the kings to bring Y/N home and the twins had to be stopped from traveling to Forks and wiping out the Cullens for good. Caius and she spent every spare second he could spare together. Sometimes she just watched him paint his canvases and sometimes they read together in front of his fireplace. Even though Y/N knew that Caius would never admit it, she knew that sometimes at night he would lie down with her and pull her into his arms. After a while, Y/N had to admit to herself that she was starting to feel something for the grumpy vampire king. Which would not be a problem if it were not for his wife Athenodora, whom Y/N met on the second day in Volterra. She treats the young girl like a good , almost like a best friend. While Y/N felt more and more guilty for her feelings towards Caius.
" It's all good. I'm just tired." Athenodora raised one of her eyebrows. "You should know by now that I can hear your heartbeat. So don't even try to lie to me my dear!" Y/N looked at Athenodora and rose from her place at the window of the tower with a sigh. " Aren't you mad at me about Caius?" A silence spread between the two friends for a moment , which was interrupted by the happy laughter of the vampiress. " So I am right in my assumption that you have fallen in love with Caius Y/N?" Ashamed , the young girl nodded , unable to lie to Athenodora . " And also am I right that you feel guilty because I am Caius' wife?" Again the young girl nodded, with her head lowered. Smiling softly, Athenodora stood up and glided lightly towards Y/N to take her in her arms. Pressing the young girl to her chest, she whispered in a soothing voice, "The love that Caius and I once felt for each other has been extinguished for an eternity. We still cherish each other as friends who shared a deeper past. Now he has you and even though Caius would never express it with facial expressions or words, you make him happy. The whole castle seems to be a bit livelier again since you've been around and me, I'm glad to have gained a good friend!" Y/N wrapped her arms tighter around Athenodora's torso.
" Will you promise me something Y/N?" " Anything you want." " That someday you will be ready to become one of us. Because even if you don't see it yet, you're the piece of the puzzle that we've all been missing here." Athenodora noticed the tentative nod at her chest. " I have a confession to make." The vampire broke away from Y/N and looked at her questioningly. " I think about it every single day." Eyes shining with joy, Athenodora hugged Y/N to her again.
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As evening had fallen, Y/N set off for her chambers with Demetri at her side. "Master Caius is in his studio. If you are interested." Smiling, Y/N thanked Demetri , who with an equally warm smile led her to her new destination.
Felix and Santiago stood in front of the high doors of Caius' studio and opened them as soon as they saw Y/N. Caius, who was sitting on a chair by one of the windows, with his painting in front of him, only looked up for a moment to smile at the young girl. But he turned back to his work. He was used to Y/N joining him with a book and reading in front of the fireplace on the sofa. But the young girl had other plans today.
Carefully she let her gaze wander over Caius. He was wearing only a white shirt and simple trousers. The only light that illuminated him was that of the moon, the fireplace was too far away for that and probably had been turned on just for her. Slowly she walked up to him and stood behind him. Caius was about to ask her if all was well, when she put her arms around his neck from behind and buried her face in them.
" I missed you."
Caius paused in what he was doing, putting away the brush and paint palette, he turned his torso a bit, wrapped his arms around Y/N's waist and pulled her onto his lap. With a surprised expulsion of air, she landed in Caius' lap. Examining her, he looked into her eyes. Carefully, she put her arms around his neck again. " Did something happen?" Smiling, she shook her head. "Why do you think something happened?" The vampire tilted his head. " Because this morning , you were still keeping your distance and now you are sitting in my lap." " I had a conversation with Athenodora." " About?" " My feelings for you and the consideration of letting myself be transformed."
Caius sat up a little straighter and strengthened his grip on Y/N's waist so that he didn't hurt her. Y/N noticed her mate's sudden tension and let her hands move from his neck to his cheeks so he would look at her again. " Before you assume the worst why don't you ask me first, Caius." Annoyed , he exhaled . " And what conclusion have you come to?" Amused, Y/N looked at Caius. Instead of answering him directly, she leaned forward and breathed a kiss on his mouth. Surprised, he looked at her. " My realization is that even though you are often in a bad mood , I couldn't imagine eternity with a better mate." " Y/N are you sure..." She interrupted him with another kiss. But when she tried to break away from him this time , Caius put his hand to the back of her head and deepened the kiss. Y/N's hands dropped down from his cheeks to his shoulders. Detaching from Caius , since Y/N still needed air , she bit her lower lip in embarrassment . Grinning , he placed his fingers on Y/N lower lip to free it from her teeth. " Caius..." Y/N's voice trembled. " What do you want Y/N. Tell me and it's yours." Her grip on his top tightened. " I want you and eternity." Looking deep into her eyes his hands moved back to her waist , where he lifted her up and stood with her. His lips settled on hers once more. Y/N hands wrapped around his neck and her legs around his waist. Carefully, Caius laid her on the couch in front of the fireplace and leaned over her. His lips parted from those of his mate.
"If I turn you now, you'll never get rid of me." Laughing, she pulled him close to kiss him again. "I love you Caius Volturi!" With shining eyes he looked at her. " I love you too..." Caius lips carefully wandered over his lover's stoner ,moving to her neck and placing a kiss on a sensitive spot . Y/N's eyes closed , her hands buried in the fabric of Caius shirt. With one last look at Y/N, Caius buried his fangs in her neck.
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"Caius, are you all right?" Athenodora had left her tower, having noticed for three days that her husband was standing outside in the middle of a field, looking up at the stars. The vampire did not turn away from the starry sky when he spoke. " Have I made a mistake?" Athenodora looked at him in confusion. " Turning Y/N?" Slowly he nodded. " Caius she will wake up , don't worry . It's been a while , but surely you haven't forgotten how long our transformations were ." Sadly he looked at Athenodora. "What if she remembers that I am not the one she wants at her side? What if she regrets the transformation and demands that I kill her? What if..." " Caius!" Athenodora put a hand on his shoulder. " I spoke to her that day. The girl loves you and no matter what the future will bring you , you will face it together!" " Thank you." "Not for this, Caius. I'll leave you with your thoughts." Again he looked up at the sky. The flowers around him gave him peace, knowing how much Y/N loved them.
A movement behind him made him smile. "I thought you wanted to go inside Athenodora?" Two arms wrapped around his waist from behind and he felt a second body nestle against him. " I am not Dora." Closing his eyes, Caius placed his hands on his lover's. " How long have you been awake?" "An hour. I should take something to eat before I could get to you." Caius nodded silently , turned around , put his hands on Y/N's face and pulled her to him for a kiss. Y/N returned his kiss without thinking twice about it. They both disengaged after a while and rested their foreheads against each other's.
" Dance with me." Caius looked at her seriously and Y/N laughed. " Here , without music?" He nodded. " Here , without music." Grinning, she agreed and so they both began to move to a tune that only the two of them could hear.
"I'm glad he found her." Aro looked down into the garden with a satisfied smile. "And so even the grimmest soul finds its right half."
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watching twilight with bf yuuji<3
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pairing: gn!reader x yuuji itadori
A/N: something short and self indulgent i wrote after reading ch251 (i miss being happy) hope u enjoy xx
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,,say it. out loud."
your boyfriend recited the words he'd heard just seconds earlier, pink hair brushing against your cheek as his head rested on your shoulder.
you could hardly focus on the 2009 hit movie that played on the small tv in yuuji's dorm room, with him making fun of every scene in extreme.
,,you're a vampire." he pitched his voice to mock the protagonist, left leg dangling off his twin sized mattress.
,,are you afraid?"
teeth playfully digging into your skin suddenly, you pushed your palms against his stomach with a giggle.
,,yuuji, i'm trying to watch this!"
the brown eyed boy just chuckled at that, letting his face rest in the crook of your neck, side-eyeing the main character with a frown on his lips.
his left hand was resting on your tummy, fingers absentmindedly fidgeting with the hem of your, truthfully his, t-shirt.
usually, yuuji was a patient guy, listening to you for hours explaining the plot of a book you just finished or explaining the math question for the 5th time with a smile on his pretty face, but he couldn't sit still to save his life.
so, watching movies with him was entertaining, to say the least.
'i wanted to kill you.' the vampire's voice purred from the screen, which made yuuji scoff.
,,romantic." he added, causing the grin on your face to grow even bigger.
the insane amount that you adored your boyfriend should be studied. it was unbearable, some times, having so much love for him you didn't know where to put it or how to show it.
,,is she deranged?" he exclaimed suddenly, addressing the way bella expressed her trust to the bloodsucker despite his previous statement.
-,,she's in love."
,,she is stupid."
letting his words run circles in your mind, you hit your knuckles against his thigh for a quick slap, making the boy wince in his exaggerating ways you were all too familiar with.
,,sometimes that's the same thing." you spoke, noticing his face twist to look up at you from the corner of your eyes, but you didn't give him the satisfaction of meeting his gaze.
you were trying to pay attention to the movie, after all.
,,hm," he mumbled, scooting even closer to you, throwing his legs over your own.
laying in your lap like a puppy, your hand ran through his hair at an angle that made your muscles cramp up but you didn't mind. you were stupid in love, after all.
"that's true."
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small bonus:
,,if that's what being in love means, i don't mind being stupid." yuuji added, lips pressing against your neck.
-,,only applies if you weren't before already."
,,mean!?"
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thx for reading, i hope u enjoyed !!<3
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Summary: Paul phases and hurts the reader… angst asf
(We gon pretend they have clothes when they shift back 🫡).
Watching anger rack through the person you love is painful in itself. It’s worse when that anger is directed towards you. Sometimes the littlest things set him off, ruining his steak of not having a outburst. Paul’s main focus point was safety, your safety specifically. If anyone were to challenge the comfort and safety of his girl, it wouldn’t be pretty. The same thing applies when his girl wants to walk into a house full of dangerous people. You just wanted to help the past two weeks Paul has told you to stay at Sam and Emily’s till he got back. Yes it’s true there is a vampire out there but it’s not hunting you. It’s hunting Bella. All you want to do is take some of the work load off of Paul by conversing with the Cullen’s and seeing what their plan is. It’s almost like you can feel the exhaustion in Paul’s bones as he fights sleep when your talking. The whole pack is in Emily and Sam’s house planning, and eating all the muffins. Paul is sitting on the arm of the couch beside you listening intently only turning away from Sam to offer you a bite of his chocolate muffin. You shake your head no, you make the decision this is the best time to bring up your idea. You stand up from the couch watching Paul instinctively straighten up as you move. “Guys I was thinking, now that Jake can’t talk to the Cullen’s (Edward is pissed at him) I should….go talk to them” you say in a mutter but everyone hears. Paul is already standing up with a scowl on his face about to speak before Sam beats him to it. “Like over the phone?”, Sam says pulling Emily into his side securely. You fidget a little under everyone’s eyes peering through you. You knew that Paul was getting frustrated waiting for you to finish before he speaks his mind. “Umm… no”, Paul rushes out the front door shoving past Quil. It’s silent for a moment then the slam of the screen door makes Sam sigh shaking his head. “I’ll think about it”, you nod with a shy smile before stepping around some of the boys to make it outside as well. His shoulders rise stiffly and his lip quivers as he tries to calm himself down. He feels so enraged that you even considered risking your life like that, especially by the likes of the Cullen’s. He starts to shake even more when he sees you walk out of the house, the only thing on his mind is losing you. You stand in front of Paul with a worried expression, your arms folded over your chest. “Look Paul, I just want to help. I’ve seen how exhausted”, Paul cuts you off quickly a animalistic sound rumbling through his chest. “That’s not your job, never will be. So don’t”: Paul takes another deep breath, he’s still shaking thinking of you getting hurt. Paul has always been a hot head so it doesn’t surprise you completely that he’s getting fired up. As Paul’s imprint your presence is supposed to calm him down him down in a matter of seconds. Instead he starts to shake more, you can only think of one thing when you realize. Am I really his imprint? Can you lose a imprint? These questions make it hard to think so what you say next isn’t the most thought through comment at all. “I understand why your mad Paul. I do. But what are they gonna do? Drink my blood? Kill me?” you say not believing it yourself. Paul takes a tiny step back and his breathing becomes more erratic, his teeth grits together uncontrollably. He tries his hardest to get it under control, but his muscles start to tighten and his body whips around quickly. Not for one moment did you think Paul was capable of hurting you. So there’s no need to move right? Just talk to him he will be ok… that’s what Sam said to do. “Paul calm down”, he keeps whipping around and his growls sound more and more animalistic, “PAUL” you yell and then it happens. You were only five feet away if that, that distance wouldn’t be enough to protect you, not for a second. Maybe it was fate for this to happen, don’t the ancestors have this happen for a reason? Nail scratch down your left arm, so quick you thought you had imagined it.
But blood flows down your arm, dripping off your finger tips and onto the once green grass. It takes a good 3 seconds for Paul to realize what had happened, he caused you to be in pain. He forces himself to shift back and kneel next to you, right where you collapsed. So many things ran through him in that moment, blood loss? Fear? …she’s scared of me. His hands shake but not out of anger out of absolute terror, he picks up your arm coating his hands in blood. Then it hits him, he’s not alone he can help you. Paul holds pressure on a part of your arm in attempt to stop the bleeding, the blood flows just as quick as his tears. “SAM, please please, SAM HURRY” he screams and the screen door slams again and the boys as well as Emily run outside. Sam runs towards you to examine your arm, pushing Paul slightly to the side to get a better view, he immediately starts ordering the rest of the group to get supplies. Emily stands out front one hand touching the long scar across her face, while tears spill out of her eyes. Paul isn’t in a good state his hands find the sides of your face shakily covered in crimson blood. “I’m so sorry honey. I’m sorry” his voice cracks while his thumbs move across your cheekbones, a action you adored. It feels like it’s been hours of grief, crying, terror but it’s only when Sam uses that commanding voice to talk to Paul that he starts to grasp time again. “Paul I need to carry her in”, Sam says a arm already under his legs. Paul shakes his head no quickly saying the same reply verbally as well, Paul slips a arm under your head and legs hoisting you up. He walks you inside the house laying you down on the guest room bed. Paul kneels beside the bed holding your hand only looking at your face for roughly a hour, till the room door creaks. He doesn’t move, he’s not even curious who’s standing in the door way they don’t matter. They aren’t her. “Paul I’m here to check on her”, Paul stands up quick enough to startle Carlisle. “Get. Out.”, Carlisle turns his head slightly to look at Sam for guidance. Even Sam is unsure what to do. Carlisle decides to be bold and approach you, a growl leaves Paul. So protective everyone in the living room is stunned by the volume it reaches. Carlisle backs up and enters the living room again talking to Sam to see if they patched you up properly sense he cannot see for himself. Paul stares at the door way for another second before kneeling next to you again, taking your hand for many more hours to come.
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Redamancy: Chapter Twenty-Two
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Series Summary: What happens when your soulmate is a vampire that struggles to maintain a diet of trying not to kill you? Common sense says run for the hills, nothing is worth your life - but my heart is whispering why not, what’s there to lose?
Warnings: cuss words and recreational cliff diving
Notes: The moment you’ve been waiting for! Just don’t kill me pls🫣 sorry this one is short, but the next chapter is twice as long so buckle up lol
Word Count: 1290
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Reader
Quil has been… tricky since I found out about the wolves. Now I know why his best friends have ditched him and I can’t even tell him.
How would I even phrase it?
Hey man, so you know how your best buds kinda cut all their hair off, got insanely ripped, tattooed these tribal pieces on their arms, and seclude themselves? Well, they’re actually these supernatural protectors of the reservation and turn into huge fucking wolves.
Yeah that’d go over real well. Not to mention said wolves would rip me a fucking new one. I mean, they protect humans, but is the line drawn at exposure? Would they even vote or would Sam just slam his own gavel? Make a spectacle in front of the tribe? What would they even tell my mom?
I can’t help the direction of my thoughts, desperation for my friend - to cure the source of his pain, gnaws at me from the inside.
So I unintentionally start hanging out with him less. Not completely - no, my heart would never allow it, but less. Less means I can stop pretending so much - I lie to my mom and I live with her. I lie to Bella because two friends falling apart in the same way helps no one. I lie to Quil so the wolves can continue to exist without a spotlight. I lie to Embry and say I’m fine so he can have someone to not be fine with. More often than not it feels like the smile on my face and the words in my mouth are just lies, lies, lies.
So I have to do less. Because less is how I stay afloat.
Less is what I wish I’d feel.
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•March 16th, 2006 • Quileute Indian Reservation•
Reader
“Are you sure about this?” The roaring of the water below almost drowns me out, but Bella’s shoulder is brushing mine and I can tell she heard my question in the way her own shoulders sink as we stare down at the turning water.
“Look, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to-”
“Oh I’m going to, just thought I’d offer an out.” I’m not even looking at her and I can feel the tension leak away from her.
“You’ve always been down for some crazy stuff.” She tells me, stepping away to shed her backpack, bracelets, shoes and anything else she doesn’t want to get wet.
“Believe me, I fucking know.” I whisper to myself.
Are we really about to jump from a cliff just to feel something?
I’ll do anything to feel something besides this gaping hole in my chest and apparently that starts with cliff jumping.
I turn to check on her and catch her mumbling something under her breath before she steps off and disappears from view.
I copy her actions and shed myself of my extra clothing items until I’m in just my jeans and t-shirt. A thundering rumble from deep in the trees pulls my attention for half a second from the dark water below as I wait for Bella’s head to surface. A storm, maybe? Has to be-but the snapping of twigs, that’s something inside the forest.
The wolves? We picked a day they were occupied, they’ve been chasing Victoria ever since Laraunt showed up and Bella explained to Jacob what they were after - us. And Charlie, along with some trigger-happy townspeople, have been hunting the wolves.
Which leaves us free to do things like this, stupid shit without the overbearing men in our lives watching our every move.
I take a step forward into nothing before whatever that is makes an appearance and stops us.
Time might as well be standing still.
I mean, I feel the rumple of my shirt across my stomach as I fall, but the way my heart is in my throat and my lungs squeeze-
Ice. The water is pure ice.
I’m stunned at the brutality of the water, not only in temperature, but also in the way it ebbs and rolls. I’m not entirely sure which way is up, but I catch a glimpse of a jean-clad leg drifting away into the darkness - Bella! I’m too slow, the water is zapping my warmth and my strength with it.
Lungs screaming at me to give up, a tan blur of muscles dives right past me at an incredible pace. A few seconds later, another tan and muscled arm wraps around my torso and our rapid ascent to the surface begins.
My last thought - the last image in my brain before darkness drowns me out is Bella, dragged completely limp by Jacob.
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• March 16th, 2005 • Ithaca, New York •
Jasper
A choking gasp so loud it startles everyone lounging in the house-horror, disbelief, terror courses through my sister in the fraction of a second.
The next fraction I’m at her side.
“Alice-Alice!” I grip the tops of her arms as I stare into her eyes, begging her to answer me immediately, “What is it?”
Her eyes are flicking around, far away from here and searching-panic begins overtaking her and I can do nothing to stop its rampant escalation. My power retaliates, I try to grasp her slippery hysteria but it’s like smoke - filling the room rapidly, choking me, but I’m unable to grasp it-to tame it. There’s only three people not in this room that would elicit such reaction and one is immortal-
“Bella and-” but she cuts herself off before she could finish as she meets my eyes.
“Bella. And. What. Alice?” My tone is deadly and the words are clipped - I already know the answer, but it can’t be.
Instead of answering me, she spins from my grip.
“Carlisle! I need keys!” I follow her as she grabs everything she needs for a day trip, apparently.
“Alice answer me, what’s going on?” I’m desperate at this point for any information.
“I’m driving to Forks.” Her words are stern, mind set. “I have to check on them, I can’t see-”
“You can’t see them?”
“They jumped off a fucking cliff and I can’t see them!” Her breath is tearing in and out as she spins to look at me, panic and inadequacy pinging off of her.
They… jumped off a cliff?
For the first time in a very long time, I can’t breathe.
“My-my girl j-jumped?” The small voice passing through my lips doesn’t sound like me.
“I need to check on them-”
“I’m coming.” The heart in my chest has long since ceased to work, but now it feels as though it’s turning rotten and black.
“If you can’t handle it-” She starts, but I stop her again.
“If she’s gone, nothing matters anymore.”
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• March 16th, 2006 • Home •
Reader
I rinsed off in the shower after Embry dropped me off, not much energy left to fully shower. Thank whatever other-worldly force looking out for me that he didn’t take me to the hospital so my mom could get involved. The woman would hover no doubt non-stop and then proceed to give me the lecture of the century, something I don’t have the capacity for at the moment.
Plopping down onto the sofa, I settle back into the soft cushions, my body absolutely tired.
Hurried knocking on the front door not-so-softly wakes me up, I must’ve drifted off after laying down.
“Embry, I’m fine - you didn’t need to check on me-”
But as the door swings open it isn’t Embry.
Panting like he had just run a marathon, hair slightly wet and eyes wide with panic, stood someone I thought I’d never see again.
Someone I thought had to be a figment of my imagination.
Jasper?
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>Battle Scars
Jasper Hale x f¡reader
>Jasper finds the courage to show Y/n his scars, and tell her his story, but he wasn't expecting her response.
>Fluff.
>They're not together yet, so tension is at an all time high.
>this is my first xreader on tumblr so be nice? 🫠
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°Reader's POV°
I had only been to the Cullen's house a number of times. I mean, Jasper never really wanted me there, just in case. However, Emmett and Alice would invite me over and I wouldn't pass up the opportunity to see them.
I knocked on the door and Edward, expecting Bella, swung it open, his face fell before he cheered himself up again.
"Hey Y/n!" he said, an obvious fake smile on his face.
"You know you can just ask me about Bella right? We are friends." I sighed, still standing on the porch.
He laughed under his breath before letting me in. "She's at the Rez, she wanted to go see Jacob but she's coming here later on" I said to him, and with that he raced upstairs.
The way I found out about the Cullens was accidental. Jasper didn't tell me, nor did Bella, I found out in the most stupid way possible. I went round Bella's house, after visiting Seth for the day and Charlie told me to just head up to her room. I got there, opened the door and Edward was trying his best to scramble himself off of the ceiling, but his trouser leg was caught on a hook. The pair of them froze when I opened the door, as did I. That's when they had to let me know. Although now I think about it, they could've found an excuse.
That night Jasper came to my house. He was expecting me to ignore him, to tell him to leave, but I didn't. I don't think there's anything that could make me think any less of him. We sat in my back garden, and talked. I asked about his life as a vampire, he asked about my life as a human. I asked questions, as did he. He showed me his power and we laughed together for hours. At no point did it feel awkward, we just lay together on the grass looking at the stars. Of course, it hadn't rained in the past day so it was lucky we could lay on the grass at all.
I didn't realise just how long we were outside until I saw the smallest slither of the sun begin to peak over the horizon. Jasper rose to his feet as I asked another question, and said he needed to go, he took my hand ever so gently and kissed it so softly that I almost didn't feel it, then he left, in quite litteraly the blink of an eye.
That, even though the context of it is rather stupid, is one of my favourite memories. "Ehem.." Alice pulled me out of my thoughts. "You were daydreaming again" she clarified.
"Thanks Alice...is Jasper out hunting?" I asked, placing my jacket down on a chair.
"No, he's upstairs, c'mon I'll take you." she said, happily. We reached the top of the stairs and there he was, on the sofa reading. He looked up, and met my eyes.
Usually, if I came round, I'd take off my jacket and he'd be down the stairs instantly. He would stay with me, right behind me, he would take a step closer if any of the others looked at me for too long or if I stupidly stumbled over a fancy rug. But today, he was on the other side of the room. He still kept his eyes locked on mine, his beautiful golden eyes, but was meters away from me.
I walked over to him and sat down next to him. "Hey Jasper" I smiled.
He drew his arms closer to himself and sped off. I was confused until he sat back down again, with a hoodie on. "Thought vampires were immune to the cold or something?" I joked, trying to see that devilish smile, I'd grown all too familiar with.
"Something like that.." He smiled slightly, meeting my eyes once more. He seemed worried, something was on his mind.
"What's wrong?" I asked, eyebrows knitting together.
"I thought I was supposed to be the empath?" Jasper asked, smirking slightly, reluctantly drawing his eyes away.
I smiled "Don't change the subject, Cowboy" I playfully shoved his shoulder. "What's bothering you?"
He took a deep breath, not that he needed to, and met my eyes again once more. He stood up, and held out his hand for me to take. I placed my hand in his, and rose to my feet. He began to walk upstairs, and I followed close behind. We got to his room and he shut the door, letting go of my hand and walking towards the window.
"Is this where you show me your glittery skin? because 1: it's not sunny, just cloudy as always, and 2: Edward already showed me, he was way too eager." I said.
Jasper smiled once more as he rolled up the sleeves to his hoodie. "Are those sarcastic remarks constant, Darling? Or are you just in a funny mood?" He asked, turning his head to face me as his smile lingered.
"Jasper you should know by now, I make jokes all the time, even in situations I definitely shouldn't.." I said, subconsciously not paying attention to what jasper was trying to show me. I walked over to him standing next to him, explaining how my humour is subjective depending on who I'm with and the reasons I am the way I am. I turned and stood infront of him, using my hands to emphasise my words, before I was cut off by his hands gently wrapping around my wrists.
"A much as I love your voice, you're rambling, Darling" he said, smiling, and letting go.
I placed my hand over my mouth "I'm so sorry..I do that sometimes.." I mumbled against my hand.
He smiled again, "I know." he said, barely above a whisper.
He stood in the light of his window, his arms on show. "What did you want me to see?" I asked. He nodded down to his arms, so I looked.
His arms and the inside of his wrists were covered in bite marks and scratches. I took ahold of one of his arms and used my free hand to gently trace the scars I could see. He didn't wince or pull away from me, he just watched me as I stay fascinated by his scars. I tried to speak, but my throat wouldn't let me.
"..who did this?" I eventually managed to say, it wasn't very loud, but I knew he heard it anyway.
"Several newborn vampires" he answered. I lifted my head up and looked at him, guilt riddling my body. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall.
"I was somewhat manipulated by the woman who turned me. I thought...she loved me." I could hear the anguish in his voice. "but she was just using me, because of my gift. She wanted newborn vampire armies, I had the ability to control them. And once she was finished with them, I had to kill them off." his lip was slightly quivering now, and he shut his eyes. "I could feel everything they felt.." He didn't want to continue, I could tell. "She-"
I cut him off. Not with words. I placed my lips on one of his most prominent scars and kissed it gently. I looked back up at him as he opened his eyes in confusion. I turned back to his arms, in search for another bite. Each and every scar I could see received the same loving kiss I gave the first one.
"...what are you doing?" he asked, his voice shaken. I didn't answer, and instead just carried on, turning his arm every which way in order to kiss him.
"why are you-" he cut himself off this time. As I planted the last kiss on his wrist.
I looked up and he stay looking at his arms. I lowerd them back down to his sides, and lifted his chin up. "You're beautiful."
°Jasper's POV°
If my heart was still beating...
Out of every possibility I ran through my head before this, this was not one of them. She lifted up my chin, and my eyes met hers. Her beautiful, beautiful eyes.
"I-" I tired to speak, but the burning sensation flaming down my throat stopped me.
"don't." She said, placing her hands around my waist and taking a small step closer. "just..." She finished her sentence, by placing her head on my chest, and hugging me softly. I breathed inward, Carlisle said it helps, and after trying so hard to ignore the urge, I slowly brang my arms around her and hugged her back, resting my head on hers.
I could feel it radiating from her, but I didn't want to accept it, if I did, it would change everything, put my family in danger, put her in danger..but I felt it too. Is it a crime?
To love someone?
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Author's Note- My first Jasper story and gods! Do I love him? He really made me start writing up, not that the story was posted online but yet. Any way.
Requests are always open and well appreciated.
Thank you and Enjoy your reading!
Under the Moon
Jasper Hale x Reader
Summary- New life and new ways of living is overwhelming but Jasper is there...
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Warnings- Mentions of R*pe, Blood Thirst, Blood
GIF Credits to @damonsvftie
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The strong smell of copper drew Jasper to the highway connecting Forks to Seattle. The rain had stopped and left the forest green and the soil wet, puddles visible here and there.
Carlisle followed him closely, humming a tune while his eyes took in the silent atmosphere. The light sound of leaves rustling or the soft breathing of the sleeping animals echoing in their ears.
And in between them, was a shallow breath. As if the person bleeding couldn't breath properly, from an injury or a weight on the chest. The thumping of heartbeat slowing down when they reached the highway.
Near the side laid a body, almost lifeless with clothes torn apart to pieces. Blood covered her skin and formed a puddle beneath her form. Chest heaving but gaining no oxygen to survive for any longer than a few minutes.
"Stay behind, Jasper," Carlisle said, kneeling down beside her while checking for all the injuries she had. "She needs us, Carlisle. Her heart is too slow to be rescued in mortal form," Jasper said, stepping closer while avoiding the animalistic growls his mind played inside.
Carlisle looked up immediately, understanding what his son implied before shaking his head. "No, I promised not to change anyone. I can't destroy another life," he said, preparing himself to do a CPR. "You know it won't help," Jasper argued, making Carlisle sigh.
Carlisle looked up to find Jasper with tears in his amber eyes. And that is when he realized why Jasper was urging him to change her.
Carlisle only nodded, deciding not to question at that moment.
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It was exhausting.
To be a vampire and constantly find yourself in a human's presence, (Y/N) learnt a hard way. While she didn't hate Bella, she just couldn't be in her presence without wanting rip her throat apart and devour every drop of blood in her.
It was Jasper who would wrap a hand around her waist while rubbing circles on her forearm. He stopped her from attacking the human all the time.
(Y/N) found herself liking Jasper's presence around. It soothed her and made her feel comfortable in her own skin. He helped her fit in, from teaching her how to hunt to explain to her the heightened senses.
It made her feel like she was some kind of damsel in distress and she did find herself frequently apologizing for it, much to the blonde man's dismay.
(Y/N) found him handsome. His long dirty blonde hair. His deep amber eyes. His sharp wits and features. His entire personality and his accent. He would always call her 'Madam', something she found herself liking.
He never really asked her about her origin, or about that night; but he did tell her about his past. Everything thing he had done. And as much as (Y/N) wanted to hate him for serving the Confederate Army, she just couldn't.
It could just not happen. Her hating him. Probably because it was him who convinced Carlisle to change her and grant her a chance at living. She didn't know for sure, just that she found herself seeking him more and more.
"You should let it out," Jasper's voice echoed in the valley as he looked at the woman beside him. (Y/N) only hummed, hugging her knees as she looked up at the full moon. "I don't know if I can."
"You can," Jasper said, determined. His amber eyes found her crimson ones, laced with intensity and loyalty. "You seem more confident about me then I am about myself," she chuckled, before sighing, the smile dropping.
"It was a friend," she whispered, eyes focused on the rock in front of her. "We were drunk and he offered to... drive me home," she continued, tearing up as the night became clearer in her mind. "He stopped in the middle of the road, said something was wrong with the car."
Jasper could feel her emotions spiking, making him wrap his hand around her shoulder. Placing his head on her shoulder, he spoke, "You know, when I was working for Maria. I thought I was doing right, but no. It wasn't that way."
"Could never do anything wrong," she whispered shyly, fingers tracing some unknown patterns on his thigh. "I did many wrongs in my life, (Y/N). But convincing Carlisle to turn you, it was the best decision I could ever make."
"I am grateful you did," she said with a smile, making Jasper roll his eyes teasingly. "You can repay me in the future," he said jokingly, making the lady laugh heartily.
"You know, you look breathtaking under the moon," Jasper complimented, making (Y/N)'s eyes dart everywhere but denied meeting his.
The empath smiled, his fingers interlacing with hers as they watched each other under the moonlight, blissfully.
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Thunder Storm
Jasper hale x human! Reader
Sum-You and bella are on your way to the Cullen house when a storm hits mid way. You two make it safe from harm but jasper makes sure youre fully okay.
(SHOUT OUT TO CAI WHO I KNOW IS GONNA READ THIS COME TO ME AND TELL ME HOW OBSEEN MY OBSESSION WITH JASPER IS. LOVE YOU 🥰.)
WARNIGS- smut, pinv, unprotected vampire sex (wrap it before you tap it folks),  cunnilingus fem!recv., she/her pronouns used, fingering fem!recv., slight nipple play, angst if you squint, after care present. 
MINORS DNI
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“ah fuck!” You curse rushing into the Cullen house along with Bella as you place you keys in the little bowel they have set. A light breeze taints your skin before you look up seeing jasper walking to you. 
“what happened?” He asks worriedly although it comes off as a demand. 
“Bella?” Edward shows up from around the corner going to his girlfriend, both of you soaked as if you’d just jumped in a pool.
“Y/n i see your car outside what happened?” Jasper says now demanding to know what happened to your now damaged vehicle consisting of a severely dented back left door and a now missing tail light.   “Some asshole hit us on the way here the roads became really slick-”  “You shouldn’t have driven!” Edward snaps at bella. 
“We wouldn’t have come over is we’d known there was going to be an actual down pour now would we!?” You snap back for bella. 
Edward Cullen, your best friends boyfriend, and your super great uncle. Of course your family goes by his dead-last name of masen but none the less you’re related and he never lets you forget it treating you more like the annoying little sister than. His super great niece. And you like it that way. You’d rather play fight with a brother than be bossed around by your 104 year old vampire uncle. 
He sighs shaking His head as he rests a hand down on Bella’s back. And looks at her continuing a quiet conversation. 
Jasper moves closer to you checking your body up and down seeing any visible marks but of course theres nothing. Just you shivering from the freezing rain. 
“your shivering come on.” He says taking your hand in his even though he’s cold his hand in yours feels much warmer that yours. 
After changing into some dry clothes Alice let you barrow jasper bombard you with a large sweater of His and wraps you in a blanket on his bed. 
“J-Jas if you give me anymore warm things i’ll die of heat stroke.” You say as hes about to put on the fourth blanker around you. 
He moves a strand of your hair out of your face before sitting in front of you. 
“are you sure youre alright?” He asks his southern accent strong within the question. 
You nod pulling off some blanket already becoming hotter than you should be. he sighs in protest but it dosnt stop you from removing them. 
“Im alright. Really. You have to stop thinking of me as such a fragile thing.” You reply placing your hand on his cheek. He leans into your touch nodding. 
“I know..im sorry ma’am.” He says the formal notion out of habit. 
You lean into him to give my a reassuring kiss that you truly are alright.
Whats supposed to be soft kiss and a smile turns into him not wanting to pull away from you. His hands make thier way to your waist as he shifts his posits ion for his whole body to face you. Your arms wrap around his neck pulling him into you as you crawl over him sitting on his lap straddling him. 
Your finger run through his hair tugging. In response his hands snake under the layers to your bare waist his cold hands press against your skin as he feels the curve of your waist and move you the sides of your rib cage before dancing his finger tips to your bare back. 
You hum against his lips as his left hands finger find your breast his finger brushing over your nipple hardening it before giving the entirely a light squeeze. 
You pull back from his lips only to unbutton his shirt taking it off letting your hands search his chest and abs relishing in the time you get to touch him. For the longest time he wouldn’t let you touch him having never felt a soft feeling of love before but that all changed soon enough the first time you to made love. 
He pulling off your top layers in one motion accidentally ripping the last. Leaving your top, his favorite part of you, bare to his liking he stands, your legs stil clasp around his waist, and turns around kneeling onto the bed and laying you back against the plush warm bed sheets. 
His kisses move from your lips down you jaw line and neck being carful not to suck to hard in fear of causing severe damage other than a little bruise. Oh how you with you could mark up your boyfrien the same way. 
His kisses move to your chest taking your breat in one hand giving it the same pressure squeeze from before. He dips down into your chest taking your nipple into his mouth swirling tounge around the swollen bud making you gasp before you clasp you hand over your mouth trying to keep quiet as best as you can in the house of super hearing vampires. Although everyone in the family executive for jasper and Edward have gone out hunting. 
He pulls away from your breast and moves his kisses down your stomach kissing your hip bones that poke out from your low rise sweatpants. He glances up at you before pulling them off along with your panties so effortless lay its almost impossible. 
You look down at him, but not for long, as his tounge hits your core licking a strip up to your clit sucking and swirling just like he did with your nipple from before. He wraps a arm around your lower stomach providing slight presses and keeping you from squirming away as he lets his fingers enter you. 
Moving both harmoniously against the upper spongey part of your walls your thighs close around his head only making his dive his fingers into him and his tounge to move faster as his fucks you with his hand and mouth. Surges of continuous please fall through your body and you flush a shade of pink, your chest heaving your heart rate speeding up, all this jasper hears and feels letting him know you are right at the edge of cumming. 
Finally your let go your back arching as you turn your head gripping the pillow stifling your moan into the plush head rest. Jasper pulls away licking his lips as his golden eyes stare at your shaken body, flushed, horny, already fucked dumb just by his fingers and tounge. 
He crawls back over you resting between your legs and kisses your collar bone sweetly moving back up to your face as he showers you in kisses making you giggle. 
“Sugar? Do you wanna continue?” He asks. He ALWAYS asks you this question. 
sometimes he just wants to giving you the satisfaction him making you cum. Somtimes your too tired to continue sometimes your ready for more…so much more. You look at him as he moves your hair from your face. You nod and smile at him. 
He leans back off you a bit, you already missing his weight on you. He comes back a few seconds later his pants and underwear’s removed. He shifts your body and positions his hard member at your enterence and enters you slowly as to not hurt you in anyway.
Its easy for him to enter you as your pussy has been riled up just moments before. You bite you lip shutting your moan up as a purely fills you.
“mm-mm none of that. I want to hear you.” He demands and thrusts up into you sensing every part of your body to get a moan out of you. He groans as you clench around him at his actions. 
“Ngh jas…” you gasp you your nails running down his back feeling his muscles flex and retract. His cold skin almost feels as though its heating around you. 
The sound of thunder and rain, hitting his window, booms outside setting the perfect dark-day time sex feel. His hair falls to his face framing his face so fucking perfectly as he sensibly rails you into calling his name. 
Wanting nothing more than to feel you cum around his cock he takes a leap of faith and pushes deeper into you bottoming out in you for the first time hitting your cervix. You yelp in pleausre throwing your head back in ecstasy as has he fucks you. You take his hand in your intertwining his fingers in your as they push into the plush bed above your head. 
“jasper ah..please.” You whimper out as you clench around him. 
“good girl sugar come on…come on honey.” He growls out attacking your neck with sloppy kisses. 
“come on baby come for me.” He groans his hips stuttering as you cum around him in a fit of pleausre. He pulls out of you a cums on stomach. His golden eyes have darkened as he admires your body for a second. 
“stay there.” He says giving you a quick peck on your lips before getting you and walking to the bathroom his has in his room and coming back wih warm damp rag. He cleans off the mess he left of your body then goes back putting the rag in the sink. 
By the time hes by your side again your take in his nude body a bit admiring all the features from his scars to his face. In your doing so you dont realize you shivering slightly. Between your ice cold boyfriend your nude body exposed to the air. 
“go under the convers doll.” Jasper requests as he pulls on his boxers again as sit up shaking your head. He picks up the over sized sweater from the ground and walks up to you. 
“arms up.” He says you hold your arms and puts the sweater back over you. He kneels on the bed sitting placing his hand on your cheek and kisses your lips.  You smile kissing him back. 
“i love you.” He says 
“i love you too.” You reply. 
“are you hungry?” He asks tucking hair behind your ear. You think about lying for a moment but then nod. He nods back.
“i’ll ask Bella if shes hungry too.” You say and smile getting up only for your legs to slightly go weak Jasper rushes to you catching you. You just giggle looking at him. 
“sorry.” He says you shake your head. And peck his lips. 
“stay here i’ll go tell bella.” He says pulling on his shirt and pants again before heading out of the room. 
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Not Letting You Go Easy - Part 3
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*****18+ ONLY*****- THATS RIGHT - MY FIRST SMUT. AHHH. There's a reason I read it but don't write, so if it's terrible, I tried my best. Let me know what you think ❤️ 2.6K
Tears streamed down Emily's face. Paul had been out the door and already phased before Sam hung up the phone. He quickly kissed Emily on the cheek, telling her it wasn't her fault, and that they'd handle it.
"Let's GO." The alpha commanded.
One by one the pack members followed behind, using the mind link to communicate.
"The red head has her. She brought more vampires with her this time. They're in Cullen territory by the border. She won't back down without a fight," Sam announced.
The wolves sped through the trees, expertly ducking and dodging anything in their path.
"How did they know she took her?" Quil questioned.
"The pixie haired one can see visions of the future. She...she said that Victoria had ran Y/N off the road." Sam was careful while speaking, knowing Paul was already going ballistic in his own mind.
"She wanted to kill her but they got there before she did. Now she's using Y/N as leverage for Bella."
Paul growled loudly. Even with an extraordinary temper before he imprinted, he had never felt this amount of anger in his life. His heart might as well have been on fire as he desperately tried to block out images of you being hurt. His mind raced as fast as his legs took him, a mile a minute.
If he had just told you, this never would have happened. He would have gone back to Emily's and you'd be sitting there waiting for him, looking as beautiful as ever. He would have pulled you aside and told you that yes, he wanted you to be his girlfriend. That there was not a single doubt in his mind. He didn't want there to be anyone else. No one compared, or even came close. He would have whispered sweet nothings in your ear while taking you upstairs, ignoring the boys hollers. He would have taken his time with you. He would have spent the rest of the night showing you how much he loves you.
Shit. He loved you.
'My fault. My fault. My fault.'
"You can't blame yourself Paul. You have to focus. We'll get her home." Jared assured, seeing his mind spiral.
They slowed down once they crossed into Cullen territory, using their heightened senses to scout out where the blood suckers stood. This land was unfamiliar to them, and they had to be on guard.
"Everyone stop. Don't make a sound. They are just over this hill." Sam said as they approached the clearing, hidden behind the trees.
"We can't protect her over here. What are we going to do?" Jared asked.
"We have the doctors permission. They'd be outnumbered otherwise. They also feel responsible for why Y/N is involved in the first place."
"They'll have to do a lot better than an apology," Paul snarled.
"Easy. Our primary concern is Y/N's safety. We take out the ones intruding on their land, get her, and go home."
Paul wanted to scream. It took everything in him not to say screw alpha's orders and attack the bitch that would dare hurt his imprint.
But Sam had a point. He counted at least 12 additional vampires, eyes scanning every pale face until they landed on you.
Fuck.
You were tied to a tree, blood trickling from your hairline down to your soaking clothes. One of your arms shown deep purple bruises that led a trail up to your shoulder. Your head hung low as you appeared barely awake, and you were violently shaking from being wet in the winter air. The rope rubbed harshly against your skin, making it additionally difficult to breathe. Being tied up was purely used as torture, one of them alone easily able to over power you.
Two of her minions stood on either side of you, even though it was very clear that you weren't able to go anywhere, or could if you tried.
"She has NOTHING to do with this! Let her GO!" Bella yelled, standing close behind Edward. She had her hands in her hair, nearly in tears as she watched you struggle to keep your eyes open.
"She's right Victoria. Y/N never knew James or anything that has happened. She's innocent. Let her go and we can discuss this further, in a civil matter." Carlise spoke, trying to negotiate with Victoria, who stood in front of all of them.
The cunning smile she wore on her face showed that she had no fear of the repercussions this would cause. This was a carefully thought out plan. She wasn't here for any old civil conversation. This is what she wanted, and she wasn't going to comprise on anything. She wanted revenge.
She remained silent as she turned to look at the one beside her.
"Kill them all."
That woke you up. You mustered up enough energy to lift your head up, eyes wide as you watched the absolute chaos unfold in front of you.
A thunderous movement could be heard from across the forest as both the vampires and wolves charged at each other.
Fast. Swift. Brutal.
Limbs of the small army flew every which way. Bones cracked under sharp teeth and necks shattered like glass when torn off their bodies.
The Cullens were swift and agile while the wolves were aggressive and cruel.
Not one of these new vampires even stood at chance at the level of experience everyone else had. Minutes felt like hours as you watched each fight closely, sighing of relief each time one of them fell.
You had your eyes mostly on your imprint. Silently cheering him on in your mind, trying your best to ignore the excruciating pain.
Your heart ached at the realization that this wouldn't have happened if you didn't leave. You should have just waited for him. Brought it up when it was just you two. Have a conversation. Then tell him that you wanted more than anything to be his girlfriend. You loved him.
Wait, you loved him?
Victorias face changed quickly as she watched what she had assembled fall at the hands of her enemies. She sent daggers at Bella who had Jacob in front of her, teeth bared and ready for anything that came their way.
Instead she sped over to you,
"You're coming with me." She said angrily trying to undo the ropes. You whimpered at the pain as they unraveled, looking up to see the large silver wolf you knew all too well.
He stalked her like prey, like he had been waiting his whole life for this moment.
Within seconds he lunged at her from behind. With the help of Jacob, they chewed her up and spit her out like she was last nights dinner.
You started to cry tears of relief, sobbing when you saw the very last rogue vampire get torn in half. The wolves and Cullens frantically surveyed the area, on alert in case they had missed one. Your silver wolf went behind a tree, moments later emerging in human form, desperately freeing you from the last of the rope.
Your teeth were chattering so bad you couldn't speak. When you tried, you coughed up blood instead.
"Hey, hey hey. Shhh. Shhh. I got you baby. You're safe. I'm gonna get you some help, okay?" Paul coaxed as he wiped away your tears.
He got ready to stand when you frantically grabbed his shirt, barely able to make a fist.
Paul felt his heart nearly break as he knelt in front of you.
"I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere, I promise. I'm gonna have to lift you up okay? We have to get you some place warm."
You nodded, still sobbing as Jared and the others helped Paul maneuver you in his arms, careful of your injuries. You gently rested your head in his neck, whimpering at the pain.
"I'm so sorry about everything Y/N." Bella approached them when you could feel Paul's chest rumble with a growl.
"I think she's had enough of that." He spat.
"I can come over to help." Carlise offered, while trying to cut the tension.
Before Paul nearly phased at the idea, Sam spoke for him.
"That would be great." He looked to Paul, "Sue is out of town. We can take her home or she can go to a hospital."
Paul clenched his jaw.
You clung to him the entire way back to Emily's. He slowly helped you out of your wet clothes, opting to cut your sweater after you had yelped in pain.
Carlise entered with an IV and a case full of medical equipment. Sam followed behind him, monitoring to make sure Paul behaved.
The vampire worked quickly, giving you medication, stitching and bandaging you up as best he could.
You cried out when he had to put an ointment on an open wound, Paul nearly jumping out of the chair by you.
Sam had to forcefully shove him back in his seat, threatening to kick him out of the room.
"That should be it. I'll have Bella bring over anything else needed."
Carlise said as he started to pack up.
"Thank you." Sam extended his hand to shake. He turned to Paul, who followed suit.
As much as he despised the man, the only thing on his mind was that you were alive and safe.
Sam followed Carlise to the door, leaving you two alone.
Paul turned to you, eyebrows furrowing as your lip wobbled.
He rushed to your side of the bed, sitting down gently.
"Hey, what's wrong? What hurts? Do you need water? Are you hungry? I can-"
"I don't need anything. I'm just. I'm so-so sorry." You sniffled, voice hoarse.
"Baby...what the hell do you have to be sorry for?" He took one of your hands in his while the other ran fingers through your hair.
"I should have stayed. None of this would have-"
"Stop that right now sugar. Nothing is your fault. I should be the one saying sorry. I promised you I would be honest about everything that goes on. I kept it from you thinking I was protecting you."
"You did protect me." You gave his hand a light squeeze.
He smiled. "I would tear through every blood sucker in this world to get to you."
You blushed. Paul leaned over, cupping the side of your face as his lips pressed ever so softly onto yours.
He started to pull back when you grabbed ahold of his hair to bring him closer, not wanting the moment to end.
Paul must have felt the same way, easily on your mouth again as he glided his arms around your torso.
"Mmph...Paul." You held a hand on his chest after a few minutes. You were still close enough that your noses still touched.
"Are you uncomfortable?"
You giggled. "No not at all. I just...I wanted you to know that I, uh...I would love to be your girlfriend."
Paul cracked the biggest smile. If this was a dream, he'll absolutely fuck up anyone that dared wake him.
"Really?"
"Yes, really." You grinned
"Well that's good because I wasn't planning on you ever leaving this bed," he bit his lip as he smirked.
You rolled your eyes and laughed, taking a fistful of his shirt and kissing him with all the strength you had.
You had a boost of exhilaration after tonight's events. You didn't know if it was the bond strengthening or the thought of damn near losing him, but all you could think about now was needing him.
Your hands hurriedly reached out, starting to unbuckle his pants. Paul's hand stopped yours.
"Babe, we don't have to tonight. You need to rest...." He said as he sat back to look you in the eyes.
You huffed.
"I have, like, one broken bone and a couple stitches."
He looked at you incredulously as if to say that was validation enough.
You sighed.
"Please baby. I just need you." You whined.
Paul didn't need much more convincing than that,
"Okay, okay. But I'm gonna go slow. And I want you to stay laying down. Let me do the moving. I don't want to hurt you."
You nodded happily, kissing him once more.
Your tongues mingled as his hand trailed under the sheets, sliding past the little shorts you had on, cupping your heat.
You lifted your hip as best you could, signaling you wanted more. With your silent permission, Paul dipped his fingers in your pussy, a guttural moan leaving his lips.
"Fuck baby. You're so wet."
It was your turn to moan as he slowly worked his fingers in your core expertly. In and out, hitting that perfect spot over and over.
Paul had the ability to get you off in seconds, having memorized everything that got a good reaction out of you.
You gripped his arm, biting your lip as you could feel the build up already.
"Cum for me sweetheart. Cum all over my fingers so I can taste you."
He also knew the words to set you off, crying out his name as your release pooled over his fingers.
"That's my good girl." He smirked as he brought his hand in his mouth,
"Mmm fuck, I missed that. I'm going to need more baby."
He pulled off your soaked shorts, not waiting a minute before diving head first.
Your back arched as he licked, sucked, and ate you out like no tomorrow. Your legs were already beginning to shake, grabbing onto his hair as he pressed his nose in further. He was going feral, gripping your thighs, refusing them to close as he feasted on your pussy.
"Best meal of my fucking life" he murmured.
"Paulllllll, I-I- shitttt" you whined, climax fast approaching for the second time.
He lapped up everything you gave him as you felt like you couldn't stop cumming.
"So good baby. Made just for me," he said, relishing in your sweet juices.
He kissed your clit as he wiped his mouth with his hand, then licking it as well.
You ogled at him, sitting up slightly to tug on his jeans.
He had them off in seconds, pumping his huge, thick cock.
Your mouth watered at the sight. This is what you wanted.
"You sure baby?" He asked as he lined up, rubbing the tip against your folds.
"Please"
With that, he slowly entered you, both moaning in unison the deeper he went.
He was as gentle as ever, thrusting in and out with caution. You hooked your arm around his neck, in which he buried his head in yours.
"You're so soft. I could be here forever." He whispered, littering your neck with kisses.
"So good baby" you murmured, dazed over with pleasure.
"Mm not gonna last long."
Slowly he rolled his hips into you, savoring every moment. Thinking about how lucky he was to have someone as perfect as you.
"I'm gonna fill you up, yeah?"
You had near tears in your eyes at the amount of bliss you felt. All pain forgotten as you panted "Yes. Yes Paul. Please."
His thrusts got just a tad quicker, and all it took was you cumming a third time for him to follow behind.
He screamed your name before biting into your neck, creating a hickey as you both rode out your high.
I love you. He thought, but didn't want to say it too soon.
Not knowing you were thinking the same.
You winced when he pulled out, rolling onto the side of the bed. He wrapped you up in his arms as you snuggled into his warm chest.
"Now get some sleep baby," he said as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. You hummed in agreement, already fading into exhaustion.
You jolted when there was knocking sounds on the wall behind you.
"Hey I don't think sex was one of the doctors orders. Let's keep it PG so we can all sleep."
Jared voice could be heard chastising you two.
Paul rolled his eyes and you giggled.
"He's lucky I'm so comfortable. I'll have to rain check kicking his ass." You smiled, both of you eventually drifting off into a peaceful slumber. Perfectly content in each others arms.
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Jasper Whitlock X Reader
Bella Swan and Sister!Reader focus
Request:  Hello :D, I did like to make a request where Jasper's mate is Bella's older sister that lived with Charlie instead of going with her mother, so she was turned into a vampire even before Bella comes back so when she moves to Forks the reader avoids Bella for some time.
Note: I have attempted, though it definitely ran away from me! Part 2 coming soon, because I felt like it was getting too long. I really loved this request, and I hope I'm doing it justice.
Word Count: 3962
Warnings: None that I can think of! Maybe a bit jumpy, also does not really follow the book timeline, so apologies to any hardcore fans out there! There's gonna be discrepancies.
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“Bella’s gonna come live with us for a while.”
“What?”
Your head shoots up, eyes impossibly wide as you stare at Charlie, your father.
“Yup. Your mom’s hitting the road with Bill, so Bells is going to come stay here,” Charlie explains as if it’s the simplest thing in the world.
“His name is Phil, dad,” you snort, though you still can’t wrap your mind around the news.
“Close enough,” he grumbles as he goes back to his paper.
You let out a heavy sigh, an old habit, and wring your fingers together.
This is really not good. Really really not good. 
You haven’t seen your younger sister since you were turned. It’s hard enough being around Charlie, you had to go on a month long “roadtrip” to adjust, which was actually just a month at the Cullen’s Alaskan home with Jasper. It’s easier when you’re with him, since he helps keep you in control. Everything is easier with Jasper by your side.
But you can’t have him at your side all the time here, in your home. Charlie wouldn’t like that. You cope for the most part, since you just graduated and work from home. Billy and Jake are the only ones who visit, and they don’t exactly smell all that great. Besides them, it’s still a struggle to be around other humans, and the thought that you might hurt Bella? It makes your chest hurt.
“I’m going for a run,” you mumble, throat tight, and you can’t tell if it’s thirst or anxiety. Either way, the buzzing under your skin is only getting worse the longer you do nothing.
“Take some mace with you, there’s been some weird animal activity in the woods recently,” Charlie calls as you head for the door.
“Sure thing.”
You tuck the canister of mace into your pocket despite knowing how pointless it is. You could handle anything in the woods with your bare hands, but if it helps Charlie feel at ease, you might as well.
You get a few paces from the house before you take off like a bullet. The forest whips by, blurry and focused all at once. Every deer, every squirrel, every spider, you can feel it, hear it as clearly as you can hear your feet pounding against the ground. And you can hear voices ahead of you as you near the glassy house tucked deep in the forest.
Alice must have seen you coming, because Jasper is waiting on the doorsteps, dark eyebrows set in concern, jaw tense. You come to a stuttering stop in front of him, practically falling into his arms when he opens them for you. The moment they wrap around you, all the anxiety, the worry, the fear, dims into a low hum, replaced with something warm and comforting and so Jasper.
His question rests heavily in the silent moment you take to compose yourself, to just breathe in his scent. Old books and gunpowder. He hasn’t touched a gun in ages, but somehow it lingers, and you love it. It reminds you that everything turns out for the better, just like you and him.
“Bella’s coming to stay with us,” you confide into his neck, fingers curling in his sweatshirt.
Jasper’s arms tighten just a fraction around you. “You’re scared.”
“More like terrified,” you breathe and pull back to look into his eyes, golden just like yours, like the sun. If you didn’t feel so much like crying, you’d bask in it, but you can’t do either now, and all that comes out is your voice, broken and shaky, “I don’t want to hurt her, Jas. She’s my little sister. I can’t hurt her.”
“You won’t,” Jasper insists softly, hands coming up to hold your face, fingers cool and smooth against your cheeks.
“How can you be sure?” 
“Because, darlin’, you care too much. Under this fear, you’re all…stubbornness.” The corners of his lips quirk up. “But if you’d like, we could take another trip, jus’ you and me. I hear Brazil’s nice this time of year.”
You shake your head, “As much as I love the sound of that, cowboy, I don’t think my dad will be such a fan of me disappearing again.”
“That’s a shame, I sure wouldn’t mind seein’ you-”
“Jas.” You narrow your eyes, and the vampire smirks.
“Yes, darlin’?”
“Let’s stay on topic, shall we?” You chirp, resisting your own urge to smile.
“My apologies, ma’am.” Jasper gives you a mock bow and takes your hand to press a kiss to your knuckles, eyes dancing with mirth as he looks up at you.
This does get you to smile, “You are ridiculous, mister.”
“And you’ve calmed down.”
You pause, check in with yourself. Jasper always seems to be more aware of your feelings than you are thanks to his ability. And he’s right, you do feel calmer. Your mind is clearer and the urge to run has dimmed. The worry is still there though.
You can’t let her figure out what you’ve become, or what the Cullens are. You don’t want to leave Forks, after all, and you can’t leave Charlie behind. So you’ll just have to make sure she doesn’t figure it out. Shouldn’t be that hard, right?
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The moment Bella steps into the house, you realize just how wrong you are.
The scent of fresh blood hits you like a truck, or perhaps something worse considering you could handle a truck now. A werewolf maybe. It makes you falter, chest completely freezing as you stop breathing all together.
You were very, very wrong.
“Hey, Tinkerbell,” you greet her, forcing every bit of warmth into your voice despite the pain creeping up your throat.
Bella rolls her eyes, but a smile pulls at her lips as she sets her suitcase down, “I told you to stop calling me that.”
“Sorry, but it’s a forever thing, hun,” you chirp and move to give her a quick hug. She accepts it far too awkwardly, which you’d tease her for any other day, but you’re more focused on putting some distance between you. “So, how was the trip?”
Your sister looks at you for a moment, something unreadable in her eyes, which makes you shuffle your feet out of habit. Did she notice the cold skin thing? You’d put on several layers though, and you’ve both always run cold. Maybe your eyes? No, no you’re wearing the contacts. 
“You look different.”
Crap.
You feign innocence, casting her a confused glance, “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know…”
“Your sister’s on a big health kick, she’s looked different since she started.”
Thank God for Charlie.
“Health kick?” Bella raises an eyebrow at you, far too smug for your liking.
“All you’re nagging finally paid off,” you huff, secretly relieved.
“Not on me,” Charlie points out, almost proudly.
This takes most of the attention off of you thankfully, as Bella turns to chastise your father and they fall into an all too familiar debate. She’s still the same Bella, and Charlie is still Charlie. You’re the only one who’s changed.
Something twinges in your long-still heart.
You don’t regret your decision, you could never regret choosing Jasper, but looking at your family, you can’t help but realize how temporary this will all be. While you will end up disappearing with some elaborate story, they’ll keep living, keep aging. They’re human and you’re not anymore.
Another breeze catches Bella’s scent, the fire in your throat flaring back to the front of your mind. You swallow dryly.
Focus, (Y/n), focus.
Without a sound, you busy yourself grabbing Bella’s bags and taking them to her room. It’s all you can do to stop the hunger from taking you away. It’s like you didn’t just feed a few hours ago, like you haven’t fed in weeks. You haven’t felt this bad since you first turned.
If only Jasper was here. It’d be so much easier if you could just tuck yourself into his chest, forget the world for even a moment. But then he’d be struggling just as much as you are. You could never ask that of him.
So you tuck yourself into your room, shouting down the stairs that you have some work to do. Even when Billy and Jacob drive up in the truck Charlie bought for Bella, you merely perch at the window and watch on. Billy must feel your gaze because he glances up to you, his lips pinching into a thin line when your eyes meet.
Is it even possible for someone to look more disapproving? You can’t imagine it, looking down at Billy right now. To think, the man used to be like a second father to you. And then you turned, and suddenly you were on opposite sides of a longstanding war.
You miss him, and Jacob. So much.
All that’s left of that relationship is a curt nod, a small sign of respect, before Billy turns back to Charlie as if nothing happened. At least you know he won’t say anything. That would hurt Charlie more than you.
With a soft sigh, you watch as Bella hops into her truck. She leans forward, obviously looking for something in the house. You lift a hand, catching her attention. Bella sends you a relieved smile, waving back, before she shifts into gear and backs out of the driveway. Off to school, you guess.
You take a deep breath, letting the clean smell of your room fill your senses. It helps sooth the pain in your throat, enough that you can think a little clearer.
You need to stay as far away from Bella as possible. At least, for the time being, until you get used to her scent. She’ll probably notice, your sister has always been more perspective than you give her credit for. After all, it’s no diet that’s changed the way you look. 
You’ll just have to be even more careful.
---
“What?”
You blink owlishly, glancing between Jasper and the rest of the coven to Edward, who looks more nervous than you’ve ever seen him look. In fact, you don’t think you’ve ever seen him look nervous.
“She’s his singer,” Alice explains softly.
“Bella?”
“Yes.”
“My sister?”
“...Yes.”
An indescribable feeling burns in your chest as you cast another glare towards Edward.
I’m going to kill him.
“I didn’t do anything!” He exclaims, holding his hands up defensively.
“She’s my sister, Edward,” You growl, temper simpering.
“It’s not like I have a choice in the matter,” he snaps back.
You lunge for the man, only stopping when a pair of arms circle around your waist like iron bars. You snarl, struggling against the bonds, clinging to the anger burning in your chest when a flood of calm water rushes in to wipe it away.
“Let me go, Jasper,” you bite out, but his grip only tightens.
“Calm down.” His voice is firm, his ability cloaking you further with calm calm calm.
You grit your teeth, eyes clenching as you shake your head, as if that can rid you of his powers. You don’t want to be calm. You want to tear Edward limb from limb. Every morsel of your being is screaming at you to protect your sister, protect your family, even though you know Edward would never hurt someone.
It’s impossible to hold out long against Jasper’s ability though. You’re one of the few that actually can resist, if only for a short time. But eventually, you have to give in. You slump back into Jasper’s hold. The last strands of your fury melt away, soothed when your mate presses a kiss to your temple with a low hum.
With one final deep breath, you turn back to Edward, “So, what are you going to do?”
“I can’t stay here,” he murmurs, voice tight, “Not with what Alice has seen. I’ll go to the Denari, stay with them for a while.”
“For how long?”
“However long it takes.”
You purse your lips and nod, “Be safe. And don’t be long okay? I may want to kill you now, but I’ll miss you.”
Edward flashes a snarky grin your way before nodding to the rest of his family and disappearing to go tell Carlisle. The others disperse as well, probably wanting to occupy themselves after such a crazy day. You huff softly. 
It must be difficult for all of them to be separated from him, since they’ve been together for so long. Even after just a few years, you’ve come to love Edward like the brother you never had, which makes you feel all the more conflicted about all of this.
Instead of facing it, you turn to Jasper and wrap your arms around his waist, chin propping against his chest as you gaze up at him,“How did you feel today? Everything okay?”
“Besides the constant concern from my siblings?” He sighs, and you brush your fingers comfortingly along his jaw. Jasper leans into your touch, kind of like a content cat. “I find myself still struggling with certain…urges.”
You hum softly, “I hope you’re not ashamed of that.”
Jasper perks a brow at you.
“I just mean that you should keep in mind how hard you’re working,” you elaborate, “Give yourself credit for that, Jas. You may have to work twice as hard as them, but you’re doing so well. I mean, look at us. You knew me for years as a human, and I know how hard that was for you, but you never, ever hurt me.”
The blond purses his lips, glancing between your eyes for a silent moment. It’s only when he feels your sincerity, a feeling akin to a warm blanket on a cold day, that the tension drips from his shoulders.
“You really are something, darlin’,” he murmurs, lips pulling into a slanted grin as he ducks down to press a kiss to your lips, “Worryin’ about me when you’re facin’ your own problems.”
“Well, I can always just come here when Bella’s home, you’re stuck in that school. I’m sure she’ll notice me avoiding her, but that’s better than her ending up dead, right?” The words send a pang through your chest.
“Based on today, I’d say your need to protect her far outweighs your thirst, sweetheart,” Jasper drawls, a touch of humor in his tone, “You looked this close to killing, Edward.”
“Oh, I would have. If he even touches her, I still might.” Jasper grins amusedly down at you, despite how serious you are trying to be. You set your lips into a stubborn frown to hide your own smile. “Seriously! I need you to keep an eye on him at the school when he comes back, okay?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Good.” You huff and stretch onto your toes to press a kiss to his curled lips. Jasper chases after you as you pull away, but you cover his mouth before he can draw you into anything more. A giggle breaks past your facade when his brows steeple, eyes narrowing at you. “Sorry! But I need to go home, mister. I may have to keep my distance, but goodness knows Charlie can’t cook, and we don’t have food to make anything, so I need to make sure that girl gets something good to eat.”
“You can get there in seconds,” Jasper grumbles through your fingers, grip tightening around your waist as he pulls you even closer.
“Yes, but we both know that I won’t be leaving anytime soon if you start something,” you point out, a teasing smile on your lips, “And it’s not like I’ll be gone long. I’ll come back tonight, okay?”
That’s when the sad puppy look comes out. For being the strong, southern hero type, Jasper is secretly a sucker for some soft attention, and he’s figured out exactly how to get it. He quickly mastered the puppy-eyes once he realized how they weaken your resolve. The little, conniving devil knows exactly how to get to you.
“Don’t give me that look,” you groan, squeezing your eyes shut, “Please, Jaz? I promise I’ll come back.”
“...fine.” Jasper relents, you can feel his grin under your fingers. “I’ll be waitin’ for you, darlin’.”
“I love you, Jazzy.”
His laughter fills you with a warmth you no longer have. You’d be a blushing mess if you could, especially when he kisses your palm, all gentle and soft, eyes alight with mischief.
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
“I already was.”
“I swear-”
---
The next week goes by miraculously, somehow, between you avoiding Bella and Edward being gone. You get away with a few lies whenever Bella tries to talk to you.
Oh, I have some work I need to finish tonight.
My boss is about to call, can we talk later?
Sorry Bells, work is just killing me this week.
Each time, when you have to watch her face fall, guilt claws viciously at your chest. It’s not like you want to avoid her. If anything, you wish you could just sit down, spend hours talking, about school, about boys, about everything. But everytime she gets close, the familiar burning feeling comes back. Weaker and weaker each time, thank the heavens, but you still can’t bring yourself to linger.
Bella doesn’t seem too keen on being patient though, as she corners you one evening while you’re cooking dinner.
“Do you know the Cullens?”
Every muscle in your body goes still, but only for a millisecond, before you force yourself to keep moving, breathing, blinking.
“Kind of! As well as most people, at least.” Not exactly a lie. “I knew of them while I was in school.”
“How about Edward?”
Ah. You recognize that tone. The slight interest, a touch of curiosity. 
It’s exactly how you felt when you first learned about the Cullens, when you met Jasper.
“What, are you into him?” You cast her a glance, eyebrow raised teasingly.
“What? No!” Oh, she’s blushing. Now you really have to keep an eye on Edward. “He’s a total weirdo anyways.”
You snort, “Yah?”
“I have biology with him, and he just…I don’t know. He was so weird, and then I caught him trying to change classes after school. I think he hates me, but I don’t know why.” She looks so put out by the idea, an all too familiar pout on her lips.
“I doubt that’s the case, Bells,” you chime, “Edward’s not that kind of guy.”
“I thought you said you barely know him?”
Whoops.
You smile down at your soup nervously, “I don’t, I just meant that he doesn’t seem like that kind of guy. The Cullens are weird, but Dr. Cullen is a kind man. Dad likes him.”
Plus, you know exactly why Edward acted that way, not that you can tell her. It’s far from hatred, you think bemusedly.
“So you don’t think it’s a coincidence? Him asking to leave the class the day I start? Or that he hasn’t come back to school since?” Bella crosses her arms, staring you down with the stubbornness of a bull. She really is Charlie’s daughter.
“I don’t know what to tell you, Tinker Bell. Maybe he just got sick?” You force a smile, despite the pit opening in your stomach from the lie. “Boys are weird, take it from me.”
“Does that mean you have a boyfriend?”
“And dinner’s ready!” You squeak, dancing right past that question, “Could you go tell dad?”
“Sure.” Bella gives you a look that says this conversation definitely isn’t over, but does as you asked anyways.
You breathe a sigh of relief once she’s out of the room.
Of all the things to start talking about, of course she would pick the Cullens. You can’t blame her, you really can’t. When they first showed up in Forks, everyone was inexplicably drawn to the vampires. Not so inexplicably, you guess. You were drawn to Jasper the moment you laid eyes on him. His quiet, almost shy demeanor did you in, and the accent. To this day, you still swoon over that deep, southern drawl.
And now it’s like you’re watching it all from the start. The disappearing. The self-doubt. The intrigue. Except it’s Bella and Edward instead of you and Jasper. 
“So, what’s for dinner, (Y/n)?” Charlie rubs his hands together as he shuffles into the kitchen.
“Tortellini soup, old man. Low sodium, but plenty of chicken, just for you,” You tease as you put a bowl in front of him.
“Dad, does (Y/n) have a boyfriend?” Bella follows close behind, and you can’t help but quawk at her.
“Bella!”
“She sure does,” Charlie snorts as he blows on his soup, “That Cullen boy.”
Bella shoots you a look, something between a glare and something smug. You cringe away, busying yourself with cleaning up. You’re screwed, you’re so screwed.
“Which Cullen boy?” She presses.
“The blond one. Not too bad, that kid.” And Charlie is completely oblivious! He’s supposed to be on your side here!
“I thought you said you barely know them?” Bella prompts, brow raised in accusation.
Think quick, (Y/n).
“They’re a private family, Bells, and you don’t understand how people are here.” You dig into old emotions, one’s you’ve long since buried. Hopefully it’ll make her uncomfortable enough to stop. “When it came out in school that Jasper and I were dating, people were horrible to me. I don’t like talking about it.”
It brings back every pain seeded in your heart. You faced it all. Jealousy, hateful notes shoved into your locker, obscene rumors whispered as you walked down the halls. Everyone you grew up with, everyone you loved, turned on you, just like that. You had no one except the Cullens and Charlie after that.
“I have work to do,” you mutter, grabbing a bowl of soup to pour down your sink later. “Enjoy the food.”
“(Y/n)-”
“I’m sure he’ll come back soon, Bells. Give him the benefit of the doubt when he does.” You give her a gentle, sad smile. “He is a good guy.”
And with that, you disappear upstairs, every step like a heavy weight, pulling you underwater.
It’s not supposed to be this hard. You’re supposed to be able to tell her everything. That’s how it’s always been. Even when your parents divorced, even when they moved to Arizona, you and Bella never drifted apart. You told her every tiny detail of your life.
Until high school.
When it all happened, you were just so…embarrassed. You’re the older sister, you were supposed to be strong, set a good example, show her that she could do anything. But you just ended up drowning, with Jasper as your only source of air.
So you’ll do anything for him, for the Cullens, even if that means lying to your sister. And it’s protecting her too, you remind yourself as you settle down at your desk. The less she and Charlie know, the safer they are from the Volturi.
You can do that, at least. Protect them. Both the Cullens and your family. No matter how many lies you have to tell, or creative answers you have to whip up for Bella’s sure to be unending number of questions, you will protect them.
And who knows! You perk up, trying your hardest to be positive. Maybe this won’t be exactly like you and Jasper. Maybe this is just a passing curiosity that will let up once Edward comes home, and you can forget it all in a week. Eventually you’ll be able to talk to her about Jasper, just without all the bloody details.
Yah. Once she’s safe, from you and the looming threat that comes with this truth, everything will go back to normal. Hopefully.
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I'm struggling a bit with this one but I'm really enjoying the concept! There's just so many ideas to go with, and I want to write them all! Who knows how far it'll go haha.
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Hey, you could do an Edward Cullen x reader where the reader is his blood singer but, unlike Bella, isn't obsessed with him? As if he really had to work hard to win her over? (sorry if i wrote something wrong, english is not my mother tongue)
Taking It Slow
You dropped Jessica and Angela off at Jess’ car still in the parking lot of the dress shop. They were leaving Port Angeles early while you were going to meet your brother for dinner later. Sometimes you wondered why you agreed to move in with your brother. Well, you knew. It was either go live with your older brother or move to Portugal during your last years of high school. You learned French in school, not Portuguese. Forks, Washington was your only real choice. 
There was still some time before your brother got out of classes and met you. It was nice of him to let you use his car, stating he could take the bus instead. With time to kill, you decided to grab a coffee and just walk around. A gasp left your mouth when you ran into someone. 
“I’m so sorry. Oh, hi, Edward.” 
You looked up to see Edward Cullen, your… you didn’t know what to call him. You guys weren’t really friends. But what exactly were you supposed to call the vampire you knew who claimed your blood was made for them? Aside from telling him that it wasn’t exactly a compliment you were a blood singer, you didn’t know what to do with Edward. He wasn’t mean. On the contrary, he was a decent guy. But you weren’t the type to just fall for someone because they were hot and nice. Plus, you didn’t like your guys having all the girls falling for him. 
Edward scratched at the back of his head. “Hi. Oh, I wasn’t following you, by the way.” 
You pursed your lips for a moment. “I wasn’t exactly worried about that.” 
“Right, sorry, I’m kind of guessing. I promised not to read your mind so I’m not really sure anymore.” 
“You could just ask.” 
“Right, right. Uh, right, do you want another coffee?” 
“I’m actually meeting my brother for dinner.” 
“Well can I walk you?” 
“Sure.” 
The two of you were side by side with each other. You could feel Edward twitching next to you. The vampire wasn’t sure what was going on with him. He had never planned on getting close to you but he couldn’t help it. It was impossible not to want to be near his blood singer. He felt awkward and unsure about everything he did when it came to you. He wasn’t even sure if you were still single because you knew of his feelings for you or if you just didn’t like any of the boys that asked you out. 
Your brother raised an eyebrow when he saw you coming up the street. A sigh left your mouth. He was going to ask about Edward and you just didn’t have the patience to answer anything. You gave a wave to your walking companion and entered the restaurant. Like you expected, your brother didn’t stop asking questions. He wouldn’t even give it a rest when he dropped you off at school. 
You always got to school a little early because of your brother’s classes. You blinked in surprise at a very tall and rather pale man standing next to your locker. Awkwardly, Edward stuck out a hand. He was clutching a small bouquet of flowers. 
“I don’t know what your favorite is but I thought these daisies were nice.” 
You took them from him. “Thank you, Edward.” 
He nodded, walking off. You held the bouquet in the crook of your elbow as you grabbed some books. Not even a minute later, Edward came back. You watched him take in a breath he didn’t need. Edward pointed at the flowers until you got the hint to give them back. He thrusted them out in front of you once more and you had to stop yourself from laughing. How was a century old vampire so awkward in life? 
“I want to ask you out. Do you want to go on a date with me?” 
“Where?” 
“I… I haven’t thought that far.” 
“Well, when, then?” 
“I haven’t thought that far.” 
You took the flowers back from him. “It’s a Teacher Work Day on Wednesday. You pick me up at seven, we drive to Seattle. Breakfast at the Original Starbucks and then we go to the waterfront.” 
Edward was flustered, muttering a small okay. You laughed as you watched him walk away. This was certainly going to be an interesting date. 
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The Unnatural and Unexpected (Embry Call x Black! Reader) Pt. 4
A/N: Hiya everyone! We're baack with another installment. School just started back for me and it's been kicking my butt so apologies for any delays. This part changes focus a little from the main character and is little bit of a filler, but rest assured it's getting juicy... Enjoy! Cheers!
~Lauren
This is set during Eclipse around newborn battle. This is tailored for a African American/Black female reader specifically, however all are welcome to read..
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Imagine being Embry’s imprint and tagging along with the wolves to their newborn training session. However, you’re always in for an unexpected surprise when you’re around Bella..
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Unfortunately she was right. The wound was deeper than anticipated. No wonder why it was hard for you to stop the bleeding. As much as you cared for him, you were silently cursing Embry and Jasper every which way. 
Damn superhuman strength.
Not even fifteen minutes after she walked in the door, Emily had your wound disinfected, helped clean you up, and even started heating up leftovers she brought over. Bless this woman.
“Just one more stitch, I’m almost done, hon. Hang in there.” You winced in pain as she covers up your fresh stitches with a bandage dressing. 
“I at LEAST owe one of them a slap for the fight. This is crazy.” Sitting up gently from the living room couch, Emily helps you into the kitchen. 
“Deal.” She pulls out a small bottle of vodka from her bag with two shot glasses and places them on the counter. You raise an eyebrow, smirking. 
“This is JUST for now until I can get you some painkillers tomorrow. Unfortunately, you’re out of Tylenol and the drugstores are closed.” She shrugs her shoulders at your slight shock and amusement. 
“Being an ex-nurse has its perks. Food’s almost done, you hungry?” 
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After finishing up eating and graciously accepting the little alcohol. It was only then you remembered the days earlier events.
As much as you wanted some time, you thanked your lucky stars that the one person you probably needed showed up at your doorstep.
“Sorry about how I answered the door earlier.” Sheepishly, you start to look down at your kitchen floor.
“Nothing to apologize for. Sam told me everything that happened and I came straight over and don’t worry, they don’t know I’m here.” 
“I appreciate it. How’s Embry holding up?” Sighing heavily, Emily places her plate and yours in the dishwasher. 
“Sam, myself, and their partners let him have it after finding out he hurt you. Is he justified in his anger, yes, but he shouldn’t have let it get the best of him.” At this, you bury your face in your hands. This is such a mess. You didn’t mean to cause any of it.
You hear her shuffle to sit next to you as she gently pulls your hands from your face. 
“Hey, NONE of this is your fault. You never asked to be in this situation. The only people at fault here are Embry and Jasper. Jasper chose to keep it from you and both of them hurt you. As much as I love the pack, they do not get to decide anything for their imprints, especially after they hurt them.” It was then you looked up at her. The fluorescent light of the kitchen made the darkness outside look endless.  For the first time, at least to you, her scar was more prominent on her skin. 
“I made the choice to stay with Sam, but you don’t have to. As much as I’m not a big fan of the vampires, I value yours, and the other imprints, well-being above all else.” She pats your shoulder. 
“Now, for the most important question, Comedy or Rom-com?” 
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the-twiilight-diaries · 11 months
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Could you do head cannons for this:(whomever you feel drawn most to write for!)
Out late at night the reader is on a bridge in town. A guy makes a pass at her and when she rejects him he gets upset and argues. She ends up being knocked over the edge of the bridge but a vampire happens to be nearby. Not only that but she's also his mate and he has to act fast in order to save her.(thinking he has to pull her out of the water and possibly do cpr up to you!) Please and thank you!!
Simple and Clean // Twilight x Reader Reactions.
A/N: I ended up picking a few characters for this, with small scenarios + a future flashforward sort of scene. Edward girlies let me know how I did for his bit, I'm trying to get some practice for his character and could use some feedback. I really love the mated at first sight headcanons so I'm adding something else: when you first touch your mate, you receive a vision of the future you'll have.
Also, I was listening to Simple and Clean for this and just, I dunno, you know the song version with the beat in the beginning?? I'm kind of seeing that as Y/N's heartbeat, everything in slow motion as he runs to her, the chorus playing as he pulls her into his arms.
"Hold me, whatever lies beyond this morning is a little later on. Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all. Nothing's like before."
Pairings: Edward Cullen x Reader; Allister x Reader; Fred x Reader; Jasper Hale x Reader.
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You had always loved the night.
There was something almost magical about the darkness of the city at night, streetlights flickering sweetly through the shadows as though they were silent guardians, promising that all would be well.
And tonight, much to your delight, there was snow. It fell slowly from the black sky, like delicate stars drifting towards the earth just to tangled in your hair and melt upon kissing your face. So distracted by the beauty of it all, the nightly walk you often took became a wandering, feet bringing you towards the black bridge. Far below you heard the icy water crashing wildly, silver light reflected in the ebb and flow. But there was something else too...
A velvet whisper, something you could not catch.
The soft tinkling of a music box.
A faint light flashing from below.
The fall of quick footsteps, not far behind.
Turning back, you searched the darkness...and you saw nothing, the thrilling of your heart nothing more than your imagination. Until a voice called out. With a quick snap, you looked forward once more, a man appearing out of the darkness. He was handsome, all things considered, with chestnut hair in thick curls and deep green eyes. But there was something ugly hidden within those eyes, sensing it at once.
"Just going home," you said quickly, walking a little faster.
But he followed behind, asking question after question. Where did you live (around), did you have any plans (waiting for a friend, they were actually expecting you), did you have a boyfriend (yes, actually). Quickly, you pulled out your phone and began to call Bella, hoping that if you acted like you were waiting for her and this imaginary boyfriend, he might get scared away.
You never got the chance.
"You're really pretty," he said, reaching out towards your face.
On instinct, you slapped his hand away before he could caress your cheek, the action shocking you both. All at once the ugliness within became so much more real. his hand snapping around your wrist tightly.
"Fucking bitch!"
"Let me go!"
But he was faster and stronger, using your wrist to turn you around and pull you against his chest as you fought and screamed, cries echoing into the empty night. Kicking back between his legs, you kicked hard enough to get him to release you, falling to the concrete before stumbling to your feet and breaking into a run. So close to safety, the end of the bridge in sight...only for him to catch you once more and drag you back.
"Bit hot tempered, huh?" the man sneered as you struggled against him. "Maybe a swim can cool you down!"
"No!"
But it wasn't you that screamed like that as you were thrown off of the bridge, plunging into the darkness below.
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He was running out of time.
Every second passed so quickly, sand falling from the hourglass with thunderous warning. It was Alice that had seen it all first, the visions in her head seeping into his mind. And without question, Edward had defied everything to save you, only a few clues to guide him to you once more. A brief glimpse of a street sign, a store he recognized, and the bridge...he'd walked it before and now you di the same, never knowing what was to come.
He was too late.
Screams broke through the air as Edward appeared suddenly from the darkness, watching as you plunged down.
"No!"
He moved, so quickly that neither you nor the man ever saw him. Leaping off of the bridge, Edward appeared before you like a vision...but he was real, a hand reaching out to take hold of your own. Puling you into his chest, Edward turned as you fell together, his back towards the water and ready to take the impact. He could handle that.
What he could not handle were the visions that burned in his mind, the wildfire of it burning him sweetly.
You...in a white dress, running though the forest with him. His laughter cutting through the summer air. A flash of gold as you looked back at him, smiling as though he were the sun...and a boy. You stopped together in front of a small boy with copper hair, hands clasped together as you looked down at the child. Edward whispered something, so faraway that he could not hear himself.
And the vision faded as Edward leaned low to kiss you, so happy at this picture of heaven.
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A kiss.
That was all you could truly remember from that night, cold lips pressed gently into your own. The rest of it was no more than fantasies.
A sunny forest filled with laughter, a man with golden eyes...he loves you, that much you know.
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He did not know what had pulled him to this place.
Not at first. But then again, he never did...Alistair simply felt the gentle pull of gravity and followed it. Wandering through the city, the discomfort was heavy...he had never liked crowded areas, never. Calming himself with the music box, Alistair spun the little handle as the tin box sang it's old song.
"Let me go!"
That voice...that was what he'd come for! He knew it at once, surging forward. From the top of the bridge, Alistair searched the shadows, finding you there as you fell. And, without question, he dropped, falling alongside you. A heartbeat...he followed it through the icy waters, the wild song leading him back you.
A hand took you own and the moment he did, the visions appeared like a light in the dark.
Stars...he was dancing beneath them, the music box still singing. And you were in his arms, eyes aglow was you danced and murmured sweet nothings. He was happy. And safe and loved, all of the things he thought would never be.
And he was kissing you, finding all he'd lost once more within this love.
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A kiss.
That was all you could truly remember from that night, cold lips pressed gently into your own. The rest of it was no more than fantasies.
Dancing in the starlight as a song softly plays.
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He just wanted to be left alone.
It was quiet here and safe, the kind of place he liked. The sunlight had earlier forced him to hide beneath the bridge, sitting on the banks of the river and watching the light dance upon the water. But it was curiosity that had caused him to stay, searching the waters and taking note of the creatures within. Coming upon a long forgotten flashlight, Fred picked it up and toyed with it, pale blue light filling the night.
And then he heard it. Screaming, fighting, a woman being dragged into the darkness.
"Maybe a swim can cool you down!"
She screamed as she fell and, as she appeared in the shadows, everything seemed so much slower...their eyes met, for one brief moment. And without thinking, Fred dove into the water after her. The wild river seemed determined to defy him, wanting her for itself. But Fred cut through it quickly, arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her into his chest. Her hands moved wildly, touching his neck.
He felt it like starlight kissing his skin, warm for the first time...and he saw her.
He saw them both, naked as the ocean lapped at bare skin. Fred lay back, the moon in his eyes as she hovered over him, hands resting upon his bare chest and eyes aglow with inhuman light. Light shone up you both, silver and blue glowing across cold skin.
Gently, you confessed your love as you kissed him, happily ever after within your lips.
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A kiss.
That was all you could truly remember from that night, cold lips pressed gently into your own. The rest of it was no more than fantasies.
The ocean lapping sweetly at your skin, constellations reflected within your lover's eyes.
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He should not have come this far...or perhaps he should have gone farther.
Following you like this...God, what had he been thinking? He'd known about you, of course, Alice had told him decades ago. But he had promised himself that he would stay away in order to keep you safe. Turns out, that was harder then he'd expected.
Jasper had taken to watching over you and tonight had been no different, following behind as you wandered through the dark.
He should have stopped it then.
That was all he could think in this moment, that he should have moved faster, met you on the bridge and taken you away from everything. But it was far too late and he was falling into the dark waters, madly searching for you.
A hand.
Just briefly, a small hand broke through the river and reached into the air, pulled back quickly. But it was enough, Jasper diving as he rushed to save you. Taking hold of that same hand, he knew what was to come...what he had been avoiding for so, so long. But nothing had truly prepared him for it.
He felt the cold kiss of winter, almost sweet upon him.
Snow fell upon him as he walked through the darkness, coming across some sacred place. Footsteps slipped across the snow, thick clouds flying behind him as he ran home. A cottage tucked into the trees. And as light flooded the night, gentle and warm, you appeared before him, a hand reaching out.
He took it without question, pulling you into a kiss.
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A kiss.
That was all you could truly remember from that night, cold lips pressed gently into your own. The rest of it was no more than fantasies.
Footsteps and snow fall, the snow tangled in blonde hair like silver upon gold.
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He watched from afar as the ambulance took you away, dropping the stolen cell phone into the water. But there as no going back. Now that he'd finally found love, he could never let it go.
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I'm a newbie writer and something I struggle with is that my ideas are too big and I feel overwhelmed, and I never really had a short story idea that I liked. I'm already trying to consume short stories (written works and video fiction), so I wanted to know if you have other tips to develop small ideas, ideas better suited to short stories.
Newbie Writer Struggling to Write Short Fiction
Short fiction is a great way to practice writing, but if you struggle to come up with ideas, that doesn't help much. One thing that can help is to remember that short stories don't work like longer stories/novels. You're not developing a whole cast and world around a big conflict. Short stories are pictures within pictures.
If The Hunger Games was a short story, it would probably be Katniss waking up, walking through her district, hunting with Gale, and then Prim getting chosen in the Reaping. That would be the whole story. She was so fixated on the fear of herself or Gale getting chosen--which there was such high odds of happening because she'd put her name in so many times in exchange for food stamps--the last thing she ever expected was her sister being chosen. That's the twist... that's the point of the whole short story. If Twilight were a short story, it would probably start with Bella's first day at Forks High School, would follow her introduction to the Cullens, the weirdness with Edward as her crush slowly developed, and would probably end with her finding out he's a vampire. It could even go a little further to where they date, then Edward's brother almost kills her, and he breaks up with her in the middle of the woods--gone from her life as quickly as he got there.
If you're struggling to find short story ideas that you like, try looking for writing prompts. They're all over tumblr, you can find books filled with them, there are lists of them all over the web. Writing prompts can fire up your imagination without you having to pluck an entire idea out of the air. Another option is to do memoir-style short stories. Instead of trying to write something more elaborate, just take a notable experience you've had in life and... if you want, you can fictionalize it. For example, maybe you have a funny memory rooted in a friend's birthday party. Write about that. If you want to, you can even fictionalize it... what if it happened to someone else? What if the funny thing that happened was something different? What if the outcome was different?
The thing to remember is this: when you're writing short stories for writing practice, they don't have to be perfect or even good. You're not writing these for publication or sharing. You're writing these to learn how to craft sentences, write description, develop characters, and flesh out setting. The first time you take a lump of clay and try to make a bowl, it's not going to be amazing. Neither will the second, third, or fourth one. But as you master the basics, learn new methods, get better with tools and find new ones, your bowls will get better and better until they're something you can share. You have to let yourself make some misshapen and unappealing bowls if you want to learn to make nice ones. Writing works the same way. :)
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