#Edward Cullen fluff

[soulofapatrick]

I Like Your Mind - Edward Cullen x female reader

Summary: As soon as you meet Edward, you're both drawn to each other with an intensity you never expected

Words: 2.2k

Warnings: None

Y/N’s POV

I step into the Cullen house, my heart racing in my chest, and my mind filled with a mixture of fear and fascination. Bella has brought me here, introducing me to the family of her new boyfriend - Jasper Hale - and I can hardly believe where I find myself. I know their secret, the one they’ve been hiding from the world, the fact they’re vampires. And I know Edward can read minds which makes the whole situation even more daunting. But, as Bella races off to find Jasper, I’m left alone I the living room, taking in the stunning surroundings. 

The Cullens’ house is unlike any place I’ve ever seen. The air is heavy with an unspoken history, and everything within is both timeless and modern. A grand piano rests against one wall, a dark mahogany masterpiece, and the soft notes of a melody linger in the air, a testament to the musical talents of the family. On the opposite wall, a massive bookshelf houses an impressive collection of novels and ancient texts. Their spines form a spectrum of human knowledge, artfully arranged. 

My gaze drifts to the floor-to-ceiling windows that frame the room, offering a breathtaking view of the dense, ancient forest that surrounds the house. The trees stand tall and proud, their branches intertwined like guardians, protecting the Cullens from prying eyes. The afternoon sun filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows that dance across the polished wooden floors. 

As my eyes linger on the tranquil forest, my imagination takes flight. I envision myself running through the woods, feeling the cool, damp earth beneath my feet. The leaves would crunch softly with each step, and the intoxicating scent of pine and damp earth would fill my senses. My heart would race, and a rush of adrenaline would surge through me as I lose myself in the untamed beauty of the wilderness. But, what captivates me the most is the idea of running through the forest in the rain. The thought of raindrops falling like liquid diamonds from the heavens, pelting the leaves and creating a gentle, rhythmic melody, sends a shiver of delight down my spine. In my daydream, I am drenched, my clothes clinging to my skin as I twirl and leap through the woods, liberated and carefree.

The rain washes away all my worries and fears, leaving only the exhilaration of the moment. It's as if the world, with all its complexities and complications, has melted away, leaving only the simplicity and purity of the rain-soaked forest. It's a feeling of utter peace, a sense of being one with nature and the world, a sensation I've longed to experience again. 

Lost in the serenity of my daydream, I sense a subtle presence to my right. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, and a strange but not unwelcome shiver runs down my spine. Slowly, I turn my head to see one of the Cullen brothers standing there, a striking figure with sharp, chiseled features. He exudes an air of quiet strength and confidence, and I can't help but admire his physical appearance.

As I take in his feature, I quickly realise that this isn’t Jasper, as Bella would undoubtedly be with him if he were here. Besides, Jasper is known for his blond hair, which contrasts with the dark brunette locks of the Cullen brother beside me. His eyes, however, remain a shimmering gold, and their intensity is captivating. 

Going over Bella’s description, I recall that she mentioned Emmett to be big and buff. Emmett is tall and muscular. He has dark curly hair and dimpled cheeks. Despite his intimidating appearance, he is light-hearted and carefree. This man in front of me is almost quite the opposite with perfect and angular high cheekbones, strong jawline, a straight nose, and full lips causing my heart to quicken with a sudden realisation. In a hushed voice, I tentatively ask, “Edward?” 

The name hangs in the air between us, my uncertainty evident in the way I speak his name. The Cullen brother gives a small nod, his eyes holding a hint of amusement and there’s a small smile on his pretty lips as he says, “Hello.” His voice is a velvet whisper that sends a shiver down my spine. My cheeks heat up in response, and I can’t help but feel flustered by his presence. Turning my face away from him, I gaze out at the enchanting forest, using the breathtaking view to regain my composure. 

But just as I start to calm my racing heart, I sense his movement. Edward is moving closer, somewhat hesitantly as if he’s scared to do so but he moves so close I can feel the coolness of his chest against my back. The physical proximity is both thrilling and nerve-wracking, and I can’t help but wonder what his intention are as I continue to look out at the tranquil forest. 

The peaceful silence in the room is broken by Edward’s soft voice, barely above a whisper, “I like your mind,” he admits, his words sending a rush of warmth through me, “It’s quiet.” 

His words wash over me like a gentle caress, and I can’t deny the intrigue of his interest in my mind. It’s a compliment I could never have anticipated, coming from a vampire who can hear the thoughts of others. The intimacy of this moment is palpable, and I can sense the internal struggle within him, as if he’s torn between his desire to touch me and the realisation that we’ve only just met. 

Despite my rational thoughts screaming at me to maintain my distance, I surrender to the magnetic pull of Edward Cullen. My back leans into his cool, sculpted chest, and the sensation of his icy hands on my hips sends a shiver of anticipation coursing through me. It's as if the enchantment of the Cullen house, the breathtaking view of the forest, and Edward's irresistible presence have combined to create a spell that I am unable, and unwilling, to break. 

Closing my eyes, I allow myself to become completely enveloped in everything Edward. I’m hyperaware of how he feels behind me, the firmness of his chest pressed against my back, the subtle rise and fall of his breath against my neck as if it’s a force of habit for him despite vampires lack of need to breathe. His scent, a delicate blend of lilac, honey and sunshine, fills my senses and intoxicates me, wrapping me in a warm, inviting embrace. 

The moment feels intensely romantic, the air electric with the unspoken connection between us. I know that Edward can read my thoughts and perceive my view of him, and in this vulnerable instant, I choose not to resist. I grant him access tot he unfiltered depths of my desire, allowing him to see and feel the passion that simmers beneath the surface. 

The tension in the room crackles, the rain outside intensifying as if mirroring the fervour building within us. It's a clandestine dance of two souls drawn together by an unexplainable force. In this silent, electrifying embrace, I become an open book for Edward, my thoughts and desires laid bare, and I can only wonder what he'll make of the desires that race through my mind like wildfire

With a slow and deliberate movement, Edward turns me to face him, his eyes open and unguarded. They flicker with a hint of vulnerability, as if he, too, is uncertain of the depth of this connection. His gaze drops to my lips, and I can feel the warmth of his breath on my skin as he hovers close. His fingers twirl my hair around them, an intimate gesture that feels like an attempt to memorise every part of me that he can reach. The air crackles with anticipation as I hold my breath, my heart pounding in my chest, The world outside seems to fade away, leaving only the two of us in this electrifying moment. 

Edward’s gaze remains locked on mine, a silent promise of the depths of emotions and desire that lie beneath the surface. In the hushed room, our shared anticipation and vulnerability create an electric tension that’s impossible to ignore. His lips are tantalisingly close, and I can feel the coolness of his breath as he hovers near. It’s as if he’s about to kiss me, his intentions clear in the smouldering depths of his golden eyes. But he hesitates, his voice barely a whisper as he mumbles something about not being able to stop once he starts, a confession laden with both longing and restraint. 

Unable to resist any longer, I tangle my fingers in his tousled hair, an intimate gesture that communicates my desire and intent. With a gentle, yet urgent push, I guide his face the rest of the way down until his lips finally meet mine. 

As our lips meet in a hesitant and guarded kiss, a complex swirl of emotions and desires floods the space between us. Edward, despite his initial restraint, can’t help but respond to the fiery connection we share. His lips, cool and soft, brush against mine with a caution born of a lifetime of self-control. The kiss begins with a tentative exploration, as if he’s testing the boundaries of this newfound intimacy. 

The initial hesitancy slowly gives way to a growing intensity, and I can sense his need for more. His grip on me tightens ever so slightly, fingers digging into my hips, a delicate balance between desire and restraint. His response is careful, as if he’s constantly aware of his vampire strength, wary of causing any harm to me. The kiss deepens, his passion building, and the chemistry between us becomes an irresistible force that pushes us further into uncharted territory. 

With a slow and deliberate movement, he begins to walk me backwards, his lips never leaving mine, until my back makes contact with the cool glass of the windows, drawing a gasp from me. It has Edward smiling softly, golden eyes a little glazed as if in a trance of disbelief this is happening before his cold nose bumps my neck, making my pulse jump. I should be scared by how close he is to my jugular but I don’t feel any fear or anything, especially when Edward places a soft kiss on my jugular, a silent acknowledgement of the temptation that throbs beneath my skin. His lips are cold, but their touch is gentle, sending shivers of desire coursing through me. 

My hands tangle back in his soft locks, guiding his lips back to mine, their coldness a stark contrast to the burning passion that courses between us. In that moment, I am both vulnerable and empowered, willingly allowing myself to be drawn further into this intoxicating dance of desire. 

Each kiss makes me feel more alive, more connected to a world I never knew existed. The world outside may be drenched in rain, but in this electrifying embrace, a different kind of storm rages, a tempest of emotions and desires that we can’t control. His lips, cool and velvety soft, meet mine over and over again in a symphony of fire and ice, a fusion of elements that ignite a burning desire deep within me. 

His body presses against mine, a solid and unyielding presence that leaves me feeling both vulnerable and empowered. The contrast between his cool skin and the heat of my own sets my senses ablaze. As we deepen our connection, the room seems to spin around us, and I lose myself in the feeling of everything Edward. 

The room is charged with our passion, and I can feel it deep in my core. Every kiss is like a secret, a stolen moment in a world that is entirely our own. We lose track of time and space, our lips locked in an intimate dance that only intensifies the fever that has drawn us together in the first place. 

But then, like a bolt of lightning in our own private storm, I hear Bella’s joyful squeal. Edward pulling away from me, and I let my face fall into the warmth of his chest, overwhelmed by embarrassment. As I hide from the world, I can feel the soft rumble of amused laughter in Edward’s chest, a sound that both soothes and electrifies me in equal measure. 

“Fuck yeah!” Bells shrieks with joy and I flip her off over Edward’s shoulder as he wraps his arms around me, stifling a laugh as he can probably hear all of my silent insults and embarrassed thoughts thrown Bella’s way. 

“It’s okay.” He murmurs, fingers carding through my hair and I just hum, letting my eyes flutter closed in contentment. I don’t care how quick this is happening, all I know is I need Edward and no-one else so I’ll live with the embarrassment if it means I can have Edward. 

“You have me.” 

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[halesinger]

⟡ 𝔱𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 when you give them fuck me eyes

✦ jasper can definitely tell when you’re in the mood, since he’s very in tune with emotions. if you give him the eyes? he’s already dragging you away to a different room.

✦ alice is always one step ahead. if you’re in the mood, she is too. she’ll make up a very believable excuse so you two can have some fun time. ;)

✦ it would take rosalie a second to understand what you want, but as soon as she does, she is pulling you away - with or without an excuse.

✦ emmett is very oblivious. you would have to straight up tell him what you want. he would be so cute about it though, probably giving a small smile and a quick peck on the cheek, before taking you away.

✦ edward is an awkward old man. he would most definitely not know what to do if you gave him the eyes. he would probably make up an excuse so you two wouldn’t have fun time.

↳ ahh i accidentally deleted this and had to rewrite it from memory :( also i added more characters bc this one is super short lol

⟡ likes and reblogs are appreciated !!

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[sivyera]

10 things Edward Cullen loves about you

edward c. x fem!reader wanings: none! just edward being a simp and a lots of fluff, like a lot of

To be clear, Edward loves every. single. part. of. you. In his eyes you are just perfect. There is nothing on you, that he wouldn't find perfect or beautiful. But he somehow sorted it out and wrote down what he loves most about you. Even though he loves everything about you.

Your height - it may sounds weird bur please let me explain. He loves your height because you are much shorter then him, no matter how tall you are you are still smaller then him. So whenever he hugs you, he can rest his chin on your head and he feels like he's protecting you.

Your laugh - especially if he's the one who made you laugh. It's like music to his ears and he can listen to it forever. So sometimes he starts tickle you out of nowhere just to hear you laugh. And he always laugh with you.

Your smile - he just love when you smile at him. Like when you wake up and look at him with messy hair, sleepy eyes and beautiful smile full of love. Or when he says something flirty and you scoff and then smile. Or when he picks you up in his volvo and you say 'hi' with the biggest and brightest smile, he can't help but smile too.

Your voice - it's music to his ears same as your laugh. You can talk about anything and he will still listen with hearts in his eyes. You can talk about how your day went or how much you love this and that, he really doesn't care he just wanna hear your voice. But his favourite thing to listen is when you talk about how much you love him.

Your body - he loves how your body looks and it reacts when he touches you. He is cold but not uncomfortably cold yk, like refreshing cold. So when he softly traces his fingers on your body and you shiver a bit, oh god he just loves it! He likes every part of your body.

Your face -he just finds your face incredibly beautiful. Every single time when he looks at you he just wanna kiss you all over your face. The beauty you hold is something magical to him, something he didn't believe existed, yet here you are with the most beautiful face in the whole world.

Your eyes - he can get lost in them for hours. He cannot get enough of the way how your eyes sparkle when you look at something you like. And he never miss the way they sparkle and get bigger when you look at him, how much love they hold when you look at him. And he looks at you the same way like you, maybe with more love;)

Your scent - it's like a drug to him. I mean it, whenever he smells your scent, he cannot think about anything else then you. You are his blood singer which means he loves the scent of your blood as well and it's like a drug to him same as your human scent. So he loves when he can just wrap his arms around you and bury his face into your neck so he can smell you.

Your touch - it doesn't matter where are you touching him, just touch him. Your touch is as addictive as your scent. Even small touches like holding pinkies. But he is over the moon when you play with his hair. It's so relaxing to him and if he could he would fall asleep. He may start 'purring' but don't mention it, because he will deny it.

Your soul - your beautiful kind soul. He's happy that you accepted him because he was really insecure, because imagining you leaving him or worst being scared of him when he told you he was a vampire was devastating. But you didn't, you stayed with him and you love him unconditionally as he loves you. He considers himself very VERY lucky to have you as his soulmate.

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[blackholelynn]

I DO NOT KNOW IF YOU TAKE REQUEST BUT I SAW UR WRITING FOR TWILIGHT AND IM BEGGING YOU, CAN YOU DO LIKE THE READER GETS DRUNK N EDWARD HAS TO TAKE CARE OF THEM OR SOMETHING !! I LOVEE YOUR WRITING BTW

Princess Carriage

Summary: You have a few too many drinks while out with Angela and Jessica, leaving Edward to be the one to take care of you while you sober up.

Pairings: Edward Cullen x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol/drinking

Word Count: 2.1k

A/N: Thank you so much for this request! I ended up getting caught up in some stuff irl which meant I couldn't finish the Twilight Appreciation Week event that I was hoping to keep doing, but I will take any excuse to write more for Twilight! And I am finding myself loving writing for Edward!! So I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it 🥰

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Bass boomed around you, filling your chest with a dull thrum at every beat. The lights above you pulsated with different colors. Your arms felt sticky with a mix of sweat and whatever had spilled on the bar earlier in the night. The small glass pinched between your fingers held a pink liquid that you didn’t remember the name of, but it tasted like sweet berries and nothing like alcohol. That might have been why you had drunk three or four in the last hour without a second thought.

The sound of garbled speech hit your ears, and you turned in bewilderment to Jessica, standing beside you with a large grin. “What?!” You had to scream to be heard over the music.

“I said!” she started, grabbing your glass out of your hand. “I think you’ve had enough.”

A childish pout formed on your lips as you reached for the glass, but no matter how many times you thought you had grabbed it, you must have missed it by an inch. “Please! I paid for that!”

“Actually, a guy paid for it before getting shot down so hard I thought he might cry.”

“I’m taken, but that doesn’t mean I won’t accept a free drink.”

Jessica tried to stifle her giggle to remain stern but failed. “Okay, I’m just as guilty. But seriously.” She regained her disciplined facade as she put the drink back down on the bar and hooked her arm with yours. “I think it’s time to get some bad food and call it a night.”

You hadn’t realized how drunk you were until the mention of food made your stomach do a backflip, and you shook your head adamantly. “Maybe we just go home.”

“Yeah, I think that’s for the best. Let’s go get Ange and blow this place.”

You followed closely on Jessica’s very high heels, making sure to keep a hold of her. The staggering amount of people you had to walk through hadn’t fazed you before, but now that your head was spinning, it felt like walking through a fun house.

When you reached Angela, your head was swimming so much that you couldn’t concentrate on what your two friends were saying to each other. You only registered Angela’s relief at the prospect of leaving, and then you were all bee-lining it to the exit.

Once you got outside, the cool air quelled the nausea that started crawling up your throat. Angela and Jessica helped you into the passenger seat, and it was obvious to them how awful you were feeling. Jessica got in the back seat behind you and put her hands on your shoulders.

When Angela started the car, she quickly glanced in your direction. “Are you feeling alright?”

You silently shook your head, groaning a bit when the motion caused your nausea to come back. A rustling noise came from the backseat before Jessica handed you a plastic bag.

“Always prepared,” Angela quipped with a sheepish smile.

You leaned your head back against the headrest as the car started moving. “Thank god for that.”

Angela dropped Jessica off first, considering her house was the closest of the two. However, when she started turning around in the driveway, you realized that you shouldn’t go back to your house like this. You were sure that your house would be in an uproar if you arrived home close to being blackout drunk, and in the spur of the moment, you made an alternative decision.

“Ange,” you started, still hesitant about the choice. “Do you mind driving me to Edward’s place?”

She stopped mid-turn, raising an eyebrow at you. “Are you sure? I don’t know…”

“I don’t want to go home like this.” Seeing she was still not convinced, you added, “And I know he wouldn’t do anything. I’ll even call him to make sure it’s alright.”

She took some time to contemplate before she relented and nodded. You pulled out your phone and called Edward, already having him on your speed dial. It only rang once before he picked up.

“Is something wrong?” His voice seemed erratic, and you could only imagine what was running through his head. You had never once called him at this hour of the night.

“No,” you assured him, “I just wanted to know if it was alright if Ange drove me to your house. We were…out. I don’t want to go home.”

The silence signaled that he had the whole situation figured out. It wouldn’t be hard, considering your slurred speech. His lack of response started to create dread within you. Was he upset? How could he be upset with you for having fun?

“Do you need me to get anything for you? How are you feeling?” But he wasn’t upset. His voice was tender and soft as he asked.

You let out a small sigh of relief. “No, you don’t need to get anything. I’ll feel better when I see you. Ange is driving me there now.”

“I’ll meet you both at the end of the driveway and drive you the rest of the way.”

“That’s probably for the best.” You were about to hang up before you tacked on, “Thank you for this. I love you.”

He let out a light-hearted chuckle on the other end. “Anytime. I love you too.”

Your head felt airy when you hung up your phone, holding it to your chest with a dopey grin. The car started moving again, slowly inching towards the road.

Finally, Angela spoke up. “I’m taking it I can drive you over there?”

“Yeah, he’ll meet us at the end of the driveway. Oh, take a left here.”

Angela heeded your directions, and you couldn’t miss the smile on her face. “I’m glad you have him. You practically light up just by talking to him on the phone.”

You sheepishly put your hands up to obscure your face. You were sure you still looked like someone in an ad for a dating app with how wide your grin was. It wasn’t anything that could be helped, though. Edward always had that effect on you.

You continued to give directions (the best you could, considering how drunk you were), and after only a few wrong turns, you managed to pull up to the Cullens’ driveway, where Edward’s silver Volvo sat waiting for you like a carriage. He wasted no time coming to your door and helping you out into the cold night, thanking Angela profusely.

“Just make sure she’s sober enough for our brunch tomorrow, or Jessica will kill me,” Angela pleaded through her open window.

You gave her a weak thumbs up with the arm that wasn’t clutching Edward’s middle for dear life. With that, she seemed assured enough to drive back onto the road and into the night.

Lowering yourself into the Volvo, you looked at Edward with a smile, “You’re my knight in shining armor.”

“I would give that honor to Angela since she got you here safely, but I’ll settle for being your prince,” he answered cheekily. He kissed the tip of your nose as he leaned over to buckle your seatbelt.

You snorted and swatted him on the shoulder. “Don’t get too far ahead of yourself. You’re making me want to take back all the nice things I was going to say about you.”

“I could drive you home inste–”

“No! Nope, you’re absolutely the best anyone could ask for. Just get in here and drive so I can sleep.”

He laughed and got into the driver’s side of the car. The short ride back up to the Cullens’ house was long enough that you started to nod off, so when the car stopped, you didn’t even want to get up.

Edward opened the door for you, and he effortlessly scooped you into his arms when he saw your drowsiness. “You’re acting like a cranky child. You know that, right?”

“Mmm,” you muttered, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. “Don’t care.”

“I don’t even want to imagine your headache tomorrow morning.”

At this point, his amused words fell on mostly deaf ears as you fell deeper asleep in his arms. You didn’t even register how fast he had you into bed, with mere seconds passing before you were safely tucked away under the covers.

He was just about to leave to get you a glass of water when you clutched his shirt sleeve. “Don’t go.”

“I won’t be long. I promise.”

“You better,” you mumbled, reluctantly letting go. It was always interesting that he would let you hold him still, and he didn’t just break free from your grasp. He could do it easily enough no matter how hard you held on, but nevertheless, he would always stay until you let go.

Edward was only gone for the time it took you to blink, and he was back in the room, setting down the glass of water and a bottle of over-the-counter pain medication on the nightstand beside you. “I always keep my promises.”

“Yeah, just shut up and cuddle.” You pulled your arms out from under the comforter to make grabby hands at him. You were sure you looked ridiculous, but you couldn’t be bothered at that moment. Honestly, it was a miracle you were still awake and coherent.

He didn’t protest or say anything else, aside from laughing a bit, and crawled into the bed beside you. He made sure to lay above the comforter in the hopes that it would keep him from making you too cold throughout the night. You draped your arm over his middle and latched onto him before immediately falling asleep.

And he was right. Your headache the following day was truly awful. It had to have been the headache from hell because you could hear everything as soon as you woke up. And all that noise hurt worse than anything you’d felt in a long time.

He noticed as soon as you stirred in your sleep, noting the scrunched up expression on your face. “What’s wrong, love?”

“Headache,” you rasped out. You didn’t realize how dry your mouth was until you tried to talk. Before you could ask, Edward handed you the glass of water he had prepared the night before. The cool liquid soothed your throat instantly. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. And here, take some of these.” He gently laid two pills into your hand. “Those should help with the headache.”

You quickly took them, grimacing once they were down. “I don’t think I want to get out of bed at all.” You reached across him to set the glass back on the nightstand before deciding that you’d like to stay like that, so you laid across him lazily. “Everything hurts.”

“Too much alcohol will do that,” he teased, rubbing your temples with his cold fingers. The relief was instant, and he had a self-satisfied smirk on his face after your hum of approval. “You do remember that you have brunch with Angela and Jessica?”

You groaned and turned over onto your back, turning your face towards him. “I don’t want to go. Jessica’s the one that dragged me out last night.”

“I don’t think it’s fair to blame her for how drunk you got.”

You frowned but conceded, “No…it’s not. But I still don’t want to go.”

“Angela was adamant about me getting you to that brunch.” When he still hadn’t convinced you, he added, “I can drive you there.”

“In the Volvo?”

“Yes, in the Volvo.”

You playfully pretended to think about it. “Hmm…so you’re telling me I get to spend extra time with you and show up in an expensive car? I don’t know…”

“Come on,” he chuckled, picking you up as he escaped from the warm confines of the bed. You giggled as his cold hands held your waist, and he set you down in front of the dresser that had some of your clothes in it. “Get dressed, so I don’t have those two angry with me.”

You laughed even harder at that statement. “You’re afraid of Angela and Jessica? You?”

“Yes,” he answered with finality. “They’re intimidating.”

You both were now laughing before Edward finally calmed down enough to leave the room, allowing you to change. You opened a drawer of the dresser, your drawer, and picked out the outfit you wanted to wear for the day. Your whole body still felt like you’d gotten hit by a truck, but you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face. Even when you overdid it, Edward was always right there by your side. Through thick or thin, he was there. How had you gotten so lucky?

The honk of the Volvo’s honk snapped you out of your daze, and you looked out the window to see Edward leaning against the car. When he saw you through the window, he motioned towards the car as though it were a carriage. You rolled your eyes and made your way downstairs, endlessly happy. Edward truly was your prince, although getting you to admit it to him would take a bit more work.

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[munsonsquinnn]

WHERE ARE ALL THE GOOD EDWARD CULLEN X READER FICS

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[velvetcloxds]

Can you do a Edward Cullen x sad reader where the reader is sad about her grades and also has a crush on Edward and is very shy to ask him for help but Edward notices is it and comforts the reader

WALLOWING CLUB | E.C.

word count: 1.4k (stop I'm embarrassed)

warnings: I got carried away. I'm in love with him. I'm sorry kjnfe

The Forks High School library was a very small little room in the heart of the school, barely visited by many students if any, but it was a little solace for you- you'd spend your breaks studying and snacking between the stacks, hardly ever hearing the school bell until Laura, the lovely old librarian would call you out from your hiding place to return to the war grounds of small-town high school hallways.

You'd been studying hard this term, with senior year approaching a torturous end, you'd been trying to work yourself either to death or to college, whichever came first, which is why receiving a bad grade right before a long weekend was the last thing you needed. You didn't allow yourself many breaks, it was a given that there wasn't time for that with how much you had to do, but you'd reached a silent agreement with yourself that you'd take the weekend off if your grades came back good enough, now it looked like you'd booked yourself another date with your desk and chemistry book. Since your weekend was booked, you allowed yourself a little time to breathe, to wallow in your sadness as you took another potato crisp into your mouth, looking up at the door as you waited for the other member of the wallowing club to join you.

Edward Cullen, your library friend, or so you'd dubbed him as you never spoke outside of these four book-pasted walls- he was very fond of a regular wallowing session himself, not that you thought he had all that much to wallow about being the talk of the school, and the town for that matter, but the club wasn't one you considered exclusive. You spoke very casually, which you assumed was something he wasn't all that used to, everyone approached him like he was some sort of deity, blessing them with his presence- you hardly blamed them, to be fair, he was ethereal in all the dept of the word, far too attractive for a school so dreadfully ordinary and you knew he was intelligent, in a way that ought to make you feel inferior had he not tried so very hard to do anything but that. You had no doubt that was he to have met you anywhere else, you'd have made a right fool of yourself, but he found you with your guard down, in your safe place, and as a result, you'd managed to ease into your crush on him, far too easily letting him charm you, but who were you to fight him on making you swoon.

"That's not a real meal," the smooth, intoxicating voice declared very calmly as he walked towards you, giving you a very knowing look of disapproval as he sat down next to you, porcelain hand sliding a plastic-wrapped sandwich onto your lap.

"Don't start with me, Cullen," you pouted, already handing him your half-eaten bag, not missing the way his eyes twinkled with amusement, a familiar notion of being around you, or so you'd learned after far too many lunch breaks spent alone together. "I've already had a day, don't want to have to argue with you about the very many nutritional benefits of potatoes, " you wouldn't dare bring that up, arguments always leaned in his favor and you knew he was right, humming in soft satisfaction at the first bite of the white bread sandwich.

"A day?" a simple demand for more, the way he looked you over, showing that he was clearly trying to determine whether this was a mundane-sized problem or an end-of-the-world-sized one, though he knew it was always the first.

"I got my test back," you admitted, covering your mouth with a hand to hide your next bite, chewing quickly as you reached into your bag to pull out the culprit. "Really thought I'd do better, to be honest," you felt shy, sharing was a rather new thing for you, especially sharing with him, he appeared all but perfect after all and he seemed to be good at everything, so admitting to your faults was strange, it was less embarrassing and more revealing, baring yourself to him, it made your talks real, more.

"You did your best, no?" he knew you did, also knew how hard you studied, how he couldn't read anything but useless facts from your head for weeks, very rudely robbing him of the advantage he had over you, not that he used it often- his gift. But you were an odd soul to read, never showing him what you felt, never telling him what you thought, it was both infuriating and exciting, trying to figure you out. You nodded lightly, though he knew what it meant, knew the solemn gesture was you doubting the worth of your best, because if your best led you to have that sad, yet admittedly adorable pout on your lips then it surely wasn't what you had hoped for.

"I can't wait for this year to be over," you were tucking your lunch away, appetite lost at the side of the red letter adorning your answer sheet, haunting you, taunting you.

"I can," he retorted and scoffed lightly at the obvious disapproval of his words, shrugging as he brought a hand up to brush a crumb from your cheek, not missing the way your skin warmed under his touch, heart stammering, it made him want to do it again, made him want to do more, figure out how else your body could react to such simple, innocent gestures. "I would miss our hidden conversations," he explained and you rolled your eyes, only to hide the smile your lips begged to show him.

"You would not," you dared and turned your back away from the bookshelf behind you, looking at him with legs folded and hands fiddling with the plastic bag. "All we ever do is wallow and groan, we're like two very old people waiting for death," you were smiling, knowing he'd enjoyed your subtle references to doom and gloom, but he couldn't quite decide which he enjoyed more, the sound of the smile distorting your words of the way your eyes thinned slightly when you did, a beautiful sight.

"Exactly, who else would I do that with?" he was smiling as well and you were grateful you were sitting because it was the type of rare expression that had your knees weak.

"Oh, I'm sure you'd find many willing volunteers."

"None of them would be good enough, only you can make the darkness sound so welcoming," you had no idea what hidden symbolism the man was talking about but still you were reeling, he had to know that people don't just say things like that without absolutely ruining your resting heartbeat, in fact, it was rude, making you fall so mercilessly for him without the slightest possibility of him falling back, or so you thought. "You know," he began, "Chemistry is one of my best subjects."

"I know, Edward, you're nothing short of a genius, no need to kick a girl while she's down," he breathed a soft laugh, nudging you lightly with his leg.

"What I mean, is that I could help you study for the next test, make sure you wallow a little less next week," he knew you'd need some convincing but the bell was about to ring, he'd very pathetically been counting the minutes he had left with you and they were very few now. "Don't make me debate you into saying yes," he was picking up your things, standing with them in a sort of awkward, yet anything but, linger as he waited for you to stand as well. "You'll say yes, I'll act coy, it'll be much less of a task for the both of us if you just agree to meet me here tomorrow morning."

"You're a little arrogant, do you know that?" you mused, accepting his icy hand as it guided you from the floor, one by one stuffing your belongings into your bag, leaving his now empty hands to find rest in his pockets.

"I do," he agreed and smiled at you, looking down with eyes so golden it almost entranced you, as you lifted a brow at him. "So, I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Can we bring snacks?"

"You can, I'll bring you food."

"You're starting with me again, Cullen," and it was the laugh, the absolutely cruel laugh that he offered you as he walked you out of the library that made you think that maybe wallowing wasn't the only thing your friendship was good for.

tagging: @cauliflowertree and @saintlike78 because they always indulge my twilight brainrot

#besties I love this I'm sorry but ahh #I need to write more twilight fics asap #edward cullen #edward cullen x reader #edward cullen x you #edward cullen x yn #edward cullen x y/n #edward cullen fluff #edward cullen fanfiction #edward cullen fanfic #edward cullen fic #edward cullen blurb #edward cullen one shot #edward cullen drabble #edward cullen imagine #twilight fluff #twilight fanfiction #monique's event days #right where queue left me #monique's writing events

[lapushvibez]

edward cullen x human!mate (gen z)

CONFUSION

PANIC MODE 24/7

Intrusive thoughts? Terrifying.

Stupid tiktok songs looping in your mind for days? Painfully annoying.

Wanna try that new trend? Please don't.

Hates your phone with a burning passion.

HOWEVER - he does call/facetime all the time if he isn't able to be with you in person.

Saves all your selfies and takes vids of you.

Your humor is surprisingly his favorite. He enjoys how the smallest things make you laugh. Random memes with no context that have you cry laughing? Loves it.

Doesn't understand how you're so desensitized to society and all the trauma in the world.

If you're the type to laugh about your past trauma he isn't going to like it. He's too depressing and serious when it comes to your past/future.

Edward will never judge you. He's very supportive of your interests as long as they don't harm you in any way. He probably looks for things that match your "aesthetic" and gifts them to you.

He genuinely believes you're insane if you don't react negatively about the whole vampire thing.

Against the idea of turning you into his kind. We all know how this goes. You'll be fighting for the vamp lifestyle for years smh.

#edward cullen headcanons #edward cullen fluff #edward cullen/reader #edward cullen x reader #twilight x reader

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always yours, e. cullen (part 2)

pairing: edward cullen x gender-neutral vampire!reader

summary: after coming back from volterra, edward has to deal with bella’s fateful decision, while you have to fight the inevitable battle within yourself about your feelings towards your best friend.

warnings: reader is extremely self-deprecating and insecure about themself, angst, non-canon edward (yk the healthy version of him), mentions of reader’s turning, there may or may not be a happy ending (kissing, implications to smut at the end)

a/n: sorry this took so long, i really don’t why it took so long but i wrote it nevertheless, also i hate this, also this is so long i’m sorry

PART 1 - i recommend you to read this part first if you haven’t already, thanks!

the next few months were terrible for edward, and it pained you to see how hurt he had become. his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked numb as if he didn’t have a reason for existing anymore.

the only times he’d smile was when you attempted to tell ridiculous jokes and he couldn’t keep a straight face.

he’d never found out about your true feelings for him all this time, and you were okay with it, but carlisle definitely wasn’t.

“you have to tell him.”

“carlisle, it’s better this way.”

“he’s miserable, and the only time he’s been smiling, or even remotely happy is when he’s with you, y/n.”

you sighed, shaking your head in disbelief.

“and, don’t you shake your head at me. you know i’m right. he deserves to be happy. you deserve to be happy.”

you opened your mouth to rebut back at your adoptive father, but he walked away before you could respond, leaving you speechless.

you couldn’t tell him, right? you weren’t enough to give him the happiness and light he deserves, right?

weeks passed by and edward didn’t suspect a thing, at least not to your knowledge.

carlisle would glare at you whenever he was in a room with both of you. but, since it was carlisle, it would be a calm and patient glare, never once hinting at any resounding anger.

you told yourself that you’d tell edward the truth, but deep down, it was evident that wasn’t the real truth. you were just lying to yourself to prevent this difficult conversation.

when the time eventually came, it wasn’t your choice in the end.

it was a calm night when it was just you and edward in the living room, you watching the current news on tv, while he was reading some heavy novel that had him furrowing his eyebrows every second.

the rest of your family went out hunting since you and edward went the night before. edward had really only been comfortable with hunting with only you ever since his break up with bella.

“alright, well, i have to get back to the hospital.”

“okay, try not to kill anybody.” edward had a slight smirk playing on his lips, beaming up at carlisle.

carlisle seemed amused and then stared at you with a knowing look in his eyes.

“was that it or did you need something else?” edward was confused as to why carlisle was still standing in the exact same spot.

“oh no, nothing from you, edward.” he raised his eyebrows, glancing at you.

you gulped and your eyes widened. “carlisle, can we please not do this now.”

“i think you’ve waited long enough, y/n.”

edward looked back and forth between the two of you, confusion etching his tired face. “what- what’s going on? y/n?”

“it’s nothing,” you sighed as you switched the television off and started to walk toward the kitchen.

“yeah, nothing. if being your mate is nothing.”

you stiffened and turned towards your adoptive father. “carlisle!”

“what? i don’t- i don’t understand. there’s no way that… y/n?”

it’s like you were paralyzed, you couldn’t move a single bone or muscle in your body.

you slowly turned towards your best friend, whose eyebrows were still furrowed.

“ed- edward, i can’t.” you whispered.

edward’s confused expression still stayed on his face and he turned away from you. “carlisle?”

“why do you think that you’re so happy after your breakup with bella, son? if she was really your mate, you wouldn’t have been able to heal so easily. why do you think only y/n can cheer you up?”

edward’s magical eyes widened in a flux of realization and he stared at you.

carlisle spoke one last thing to you before leaving. “i’m sorry, y/n, he had to know.”

“i know.” you sighed, knowing that you were going to have to talk about the inevitable.

you cleared your throat and smiled blankly. “so, there’s no way i can run away from this, right?”

edward was not amused at your lame attempt of lightening this awkward situation. “y/n.”

you flinched at his stern attitude towards you.

sighing, you explained, “fine. come on.”

you headed toward the direction of the patio outside, with edward cautiously following you.

once the two of you were outside, he initiated the conversation.

“why the hell didn’t you tell me you were my mate?”

you raised your eyebrows. “so, this is my fault?”

edward closed his eyes. “you know that’s not what i meant, y/n.”

“well, it sounded that way.”

“how long did you know?”

“edward…”

“how long?”

“a couple of years after my turning.”

you could tell he was trying to control his annoyance and his jaw tensed.

“that long, huh.”

“edward, i didn’t tell you because i knew it would have been hopeless.”

“what? i don’t-”

“you were never going to love me back the way i loved you, so…”

“of course i loved you!”

“what?” you couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“you really think i didn’t have any feelings for you, y/n?”

you shook your head, refusing to believe edward’s words. “you’re lying, edward. you didn’t-”

“when have i ever lied to you? how couldn’t i fall in love with you? or the way that your smile brightened up my darkness, or how you still remained strong even after the hell that bastard that murdered you put you through. or how i hate it whenever you put yourself down or your looks down, because you’re the most beautiful being, human or vampire, i have ever seen. you’re brilliant and absolutely magnificent. it was only a matter of time.”

you took a deep breath, even though you didn’t need to, to settle your internal struggle.

edward continued to talk, letting all of his feelings out. “but, you never told me of any feelings you had for me so i gave up, y/n. if i knew-”

“it wouldn’t have made a difference, edward.”

“what the hell are you talking about? we could have been happy like esme and carlisle are or rosalie and emmett-”

“no, i mean, you would have fallen out of love with me or left me for someone else. why wouldn’t you have?”

edward couldn’t believe your words. how could you think so little of yourself when all he saw was the complete opposite?

edward sighed and he had some kind of resentment in his eyes.

“why are you looking at me like that?” you asked so softly that if edward were still human, he definitely wouldn’t have heard the unknown timidness in your voice.

“why do you hate yourself so much?”

“edward,” you sighed exasperatedly, not warning to explain, “i was murdered because i was worthless. that was the reasoning that man had, he kept repeating it over and over again when i was bleeding out and being tortured, edward.”

“you really believe what some stupid bastard said about you?”

“well, it was true, edward, so… “

“y/n, you have to believe me. you are not worthless, okay? in fact, you are quite the opposite. you have to believe me.”

you shook your head, refusing to believe his words. “edward, even if i didn’t think i was worthless, i still wouldn’t have told you.”

“what? why not?”

“do you remember that night you were talking to me about bella?”

edward sighed, immediately regretting every single life decision he has ever made. “y/n-”

“you were so happy. and, you looked so in love, ed. there was no way i was ever going to ruin that, even if it meant sacrificing my own feelings towards you.”

“y/n,” edward started to say before you interrupted him.

“it’s okay, edward. i just can’t do this right now.”

you just wanted this entire thing to be over, whatever this was. you started to make your way past your mate to get back into the house, but edward’s cold yet comfortable grasp on your fingers stopped you.

“please, don’t leave. we’re not done, y/n. we can’t be.”

“i’m sorry.”

the next few weeks in the cullen household were awkward, to say the least.

you tried your hardest to avoid edward at all costs, which was obvious to every cullen. these efforts were made easier by the fact that you still had to attend school, the exact quality of education occupying your endless thoughts instead of your mate who was desperate for your attention.

you thought you were doing a wonderful job until edward eventually confronted you and gave you no room to escape this inevitable conversation, again.

sorting out the novels you had lying on the table near your window in your room, you were immediately alerted to a new presence, the one you were trying to avoid all these weeks, and you immediately lifted your head up.

“edward!”

“ah, so they speak.” edward grinned at you, but that grin soon turned into a soft and guilt-ridden glare.

“what do you want?”

“i think you know what i want, y/n.”

“we’re done talking about it. you’re still in love with bella and you were never in love with me in the first place. that’s it.”

“no! that’s not it! you can’t just pretend like we didn’t have that talk out on the patio all those weeks ago where i told you that i did love you.”

you gulped, shaking your head. “you didn’t mean it. i know you didn’t.”

edward’s jaw tensed. “you’re never going to believe me, are you?”

you turned away, not wanting to continue this conversation, when you felt edward’s safe presence in front of you. you turned towards him, looking anywhere but into his eyes.

those safe, golden eyes. they were broken, but strong at the same time.

“y/n.” edward was serious, having a stern look occupying his beautiful face. “would you please just look at me?”

at your ignoring of his demand, edward held your chin, which was turned away from him, and forcefully but gently turned it towards him.

he leaned so your foreheads’ and noses were touching. you still couldn’t bring yourself to look at his eyes. but, you knew he was looking into yours.

“please. you- you have to believe me.”

he was stammering, something that you had never seen him do. he gently grabbed your fingers and interlocked his own with yours. it felt like his pale hands were shaking and you were sure he’d be on the verge of tears if he was still human.

you finally looked up at him and saw the extreme desperation in his eyes. he was still staring at you.

“i don’t- i can’t-”

“y/n, please, i can’t do this without you. i- what can i do to make you believe me?” edward uttered.

“you really love me?”

edward nodded his head vigorously, so much so that you thought his head was going to fall off.

you still didn’t feel confident letting your guard down, you weren’t even entirely sure you still believed him, but you wanted to try. you wanted to believe your best friend.

“okay.” you softly whispered. “i want to believe you, but-”

“but?” edward’s nervousness was evident in his wavering tone.

“i’m terrified. i’m really scared of… everything. but i want to try. i want to try my best to believe you, edward.”

edward’s eyes twinkled while he held your face in his hands and rubbed your cheekbones. “i promise you, i will spend the rest of our limitless existences proving it you. please, y/n.”

you looked back down again at your fingers, which were still interlocked with your mate’s.

you faintly smiled, which made the golden-eyed boy’s heart swell with adoration.

“okay.” you whispered.

edward beamed. “okay?”

you looked back into his eyes, your faint smile twinkling. “okay, i will try to trust you, ed.”

he let out a laugh filled with relief and scrunched his nose against your own. “thank you. thank you.”

you smiled lightly, which soon turned into a nervous and albeit unnecessary gulp when you came to realize how close you physically were to edward, specifically how your lips were just inches away from being molded into his own.

the auburn-haired boy seemed to notice the same thing as his line of sight traveled from your eyes to your soft lips, which the iridescent boy had been aching to touch ever since he could remember.

his slender fingers had ghosted over your cheekbones with his nose pressed up against your own nose, mildly distracting you from his husky whisper against your lips.

“is this alright?” edward had murmured, his lips finally touching your own for a slight moment.

your mind was too hazy to answer with actual words but you managed to release a slight nod of your head, which gained a chuckle to grace his lips.

as he finally connected his lips with your own, it was as if a fire burning deep within your chest was finally being ignited, the raw flames finally being called upon after hiding within the chambers of your timely heartbreak.

his hands travelled from your cheekbones to below your jaw, finding its home as edward softly placed his hands on each side of your neck, his thumbs tracing the outline of your collarbones.

the golden-eyed boy lightly grinned as he ran his tongue slightly across your lower lip, eliciting a gasp to come from you, allowing his tongue entrance in order to deepen the kiss between the two of you.

as you two began to deepen the kiss when your tongues made contact, your hands traveled to his auburn locks, resulting in a deep, guttural groan from him as his hands lowered to tightly grip your hips like his very being depended on you, only you.

he pulled you as close as you physically could be to him as his lips continued to stay molded onto your own, and he lightly tapped your hips, signaling you to jump up and wrap your legs around his hips as his large hands wrapped around your back as he walked backwards and laid you on your bed, with your back against the sheets.

the cullen boy hovered over you, with his arms placed next to both sides of your body as your legs were still wrapped around his hips and you were the one to finally separate your lips from his as he whimpered and a faint smile painted your features.

you brought your fingers up to run them across his lips as he rested his forehead against yours and with a smile, he questioned, “why’d you stop?”

you scrunched your nose slightly and pretended to deeply contemplate your answer. “hm. i don’t really think you deserve an explanation.”

edward looked over your body as he groaned. “hm. well, dear, then why don’t i try making it up to you?”

the golden-eyed boy placed his lips onto yours again, while smiling which caused you to reciprocate while kissing him back and meshing your hands into his auburn locks.

as you two deepened the kiss, he held onto your thigh so that it would stay wrapped around his hip and groaned with urgency as you grabbed the collar of his button-up shirt.

it seemed as if what has been encompassing your fantasies and dreams for decades now was finally happening and you couldn’t be filled with more joy when your mate finally found out the truth.

the two of you could finally spend your eternities in utmost happiness, as long as you had each other.

#this was my first time writing a kissing scene so i apologize for the cringiness #i really don’t know how to feel about this but whatever #twilight #twilight saga #the twilight saga #twilight fanfiction #edward cullen #edward cullen x reader #edward cullen angst #edward cullen fanfiction #edward cullen fluff #edward cullen x you #robert pattinson #robert pattinson x reader #robert pattinson fanfiction #edward cullen oneshot #twilight imagine #twilight one shot #twilight x reader #twilight headcanon #edward cullen headcannon #fanfic #edward fanfiction #fanfiction #edward cullen imagines #bella swan #bella x edward #explore #explore page #edward cullen x y/n

[mirclealignr]

terrible blurb idea: slow dancing with edward in the rain

it wasn’t unusual for it to rain in forks—it rained almost everyday—the pitter patter of the raindrops becoming a dull backing track to your life, and it seemed something was missing when the sun was out.

lounging in edward’s house, sprawled across the couch in the large, minimalist room where his piano resided, you listened to the soft melody he played on the ivory keys. he never made any mistakes. outside, the greenery slumped under the weight of the heavens unleashing, branches and leaves springing back to life when they released their watery burden. you wished to inhale the aroma of the rain, the damp soil and soaked trees—the freshness.

“edward,” you spoke over his melody.

he didn’t stop playing, but made an effort to look at you slowly, still concentrating on playing the right keys, “yes?”

“can we go outside?”

he exhaled a small, breathy laugh through his nose and stood from the instrument without finishing the song. making his was to the glass door almost hidden between the windows, he held his hand out and beckoned you over.

you slipped your shoes on and joined him by the door, anticipating the cool air on your skin and fresh scent from the nature outside his house.

in an instant, edward opened the door and took your hand, twirling you around under the brooding clouds and pulling you into his chest. rocking you side to side, he pressed his cheek against your head and whispered a soft ‘i love you’ in your ear.

if humankind could truly reach serenity, then you had found it in edward, dancing in the rain with his melody still playing in your head. where his hands were touching yours and around your waist, his head dipping so his golden eyes could absorb every inch of you and remember the moment for all his life, just as your eyes did.

#edward cullen x you #edward cullen x y/n #edward cullen x reader #edward cullen fluff #edward cullen fanfiction #twilight fanfiction

[softboyluvr]

something told me i should

edward cullen x fem!reader

warnings: intentional lower caps, not proofread but other than that just fluff

the year the cullens arrived at forks was no different than any other. summer was over, yet it was the first few weeks of the fall where the sun didn’t shine as hard but the humidity refused to let go of it’s claim. the sunny days at the beach being replaced by the comfort of four walls and an ac as the hot rain pelted outside. 

 alice was the first one you met, her bubbly and chatty personality making you both fast friends, though she would always make it sound like your friendship was fated. written in the stars was how she liked to put it. 

despite her best efforts the next cullens to be added to your list of friends were rosalie and emmett. and although alice loved her family warming up to you it always seemed like something was missing for her. 

it wasn’t weird at all when her house became your designated hangout spot. matter of fact you loved the cullen house, it was always just at the perfect temperature and it smelled sweet and inviting. but when you really thought about it everything about them seemed inviting. 

it was one of those intolerably warm fall days when you found yourself on alice’s room, alice missing from the equation. it had been a couple minutes since she disappeared through the door and you could see the sun beginning to set outside. you got up from your comfortable spot in alice’s bedroom and started the walk towards the stairs, not paying much attention to the way but getting lost admiring the beautiful home that never seemed to lose it’s charm, when a pair of hands stopped you in the way. 

a string of apologies already making its way out your lips as your hands go to grip the arms of whoever is steading you. your eyes finally meeting the strange man’s ones, the bronze hue reminding you of alice’s. 

“im so sorry i wasn’t looking at where i was going” his hands were still holding on to your bare arms and only then did you start to feel the cold seeping from his fingers. 

“don’t apologize, i wasn’t paying much attention either” he smiled warmly at you. “i was looking for my sister alice”

his arms were strong and firm, and the way his words dripped out of his mouth like honey. it was almost like you were under a trance. “alice hasn’t been upstairs for a good half an hour”

he hummed, his eyes were still scanning your face when alice peeked her head from behind him. 

“edward! i see you’ve met my friend y/n” 

his eyes left yours for a moment as the left corner of his lip curled upwards. “seems like i have”  his hands slid down your arms as your own let go of him, stepping back to get out of his way and walk towards your friend. suddenly reminded of why you were in the lookout for her. 

“al i have to head home” you nodded your head towards one of the many windows, the sun starting to hide behind the trees. “curfew”

alice’s eyes fleeted behind you. “oh no” she sighed. “babes jasper just asked me to fetch him something from his room and i need to get it to him as soon as possible. he might need my help for something else”

“don’t even worry about that. i can walk home” you said with a smile on your face. 

alice’s eyes blew wide. “of course not. that’s nonsense” her voice raised. “edward can drive you home. right edward?”

you turned your head to see the hypnotic man, who’s name you now knew was edward, halfway through the doorway to what you presumed was his bedroom. his eyes met yours and he smiled, his fingers slipping from the doorknob. “sure” and he was on his way back to you. 

alice clapped and bid her goodbyes to you. placing a fast kiss to your cheek and then she was gone. 

his voice was velvet when he spoke again, suddenly beside you. “let’s get you home yeah?”

you nodded and let him lead you to his car. a shiny volvo parked next to a flashy red sports car, he opened the door for you and you couldn’t help but blush. that was the first time a guy ever opened the door for you. he smiled. 

the drive to your house was comfortably silent. edward asked you for directions from time to time but it always seemed like he already expected your next command. 

you broke the silence first. “how come i have never seen you around?”

he turned to face you with an eyebrow raised. 

“i always hang out with alice at your house and i had never seen you before”

edward didn’t respond. he knew why you had never seen him, he didn’t want to meet you. alice’s thoughts were the hardest to avoid and he hated when she would lay his future in front of him. especially when said future included a human girl, a human girl who she went out of her way to befriend. a human girl who was now sat inside of his car mere inches away from him. 

“i apologize. i seem to be very busy these days”

having you so close was distracting him, all he could see were alice’s visions all too clear inside his head. and he knew he was diving headfirst onto something that he swore he would try to avoid. it didn’t help at all that he could hear everything you thought about him. seeing his own eyes through your mind was confirmation enough, you were diving in too. 

he could see you frowning from the corner of his eye and before you said anything else the words were falling from his mouth. “i don’t think alice was truly busy, you know?”

you laughed. “i was just thinking the exact same thing. she never flakes on driving me home”

he was parking outside of your house now. turning so his full attention was on you. “im glad she did”

you smiled and the way he was looking at you made you wonder if he could feel it too. maybe you were just making it up. 

“could i get your number?” you just kept looking at him. “i know i could get it from alice but i just don’t. i don’t want you to leave yet”

maybe he was moving too fast. but after seeing his future laid out with you, he couldn’t help himself. he had denied himself of this for too long. 

after a brief pause you smiled. “sure”

he watched as you typed your number onto his phone. adding a smiley face after your name, making a smile of his own appear on his face. you opened the door and slid out of his car turning around one last time. 

“call me” you said with a smile and then shut the door. walking to your doorstep. 

edward raced home, debating when the appropriate time for calling you would be. he didn’t want too seem overly eager, but he didn’t want you to think he was uninterested either. he barely made it inside the door before alice was planted next to him talking excitedly. 

“i already have some ideas for your date tomorrow so i think you should call her now”

edward smiled, pulling his phone from his back pocket. you picked up at the fourth ring. 

“hey, i didn’t think you would call” you sounded pleased to hear from him. 

his laugh came out soft. “something just told me i should”

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[demetris-cocksleeve]

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Edward x GN! Reader: Meeting the Family HCs

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No matter how many times he assured you that they would love you, you couldn't shake the feeling of anxiousness and the thought of "But what if they don't?"

A soft knock on you door brought you out of your panic

Quickly heading downstairs after grabbing your essentials, you opened the front door to reveal your boyfriend

"Trust me, everything will be fine" Edward states as he wraps an arm around you, leading you to his car.

"I could hear your panicking all the way down the road" he explains when you shoot him a look.

He opens and closes the door for you before speeding over the the driver's side and peeling out of the driveway.

For once you were grateful for your boyfriend's ability to read minds because he gave you the silence you desperately needed to prepare yourself to meet the rest of the Cullens.

Opening the door for you as you stepped inside the sleek glass house, Edward calls out that you're here, though your sure it's just a nicety so you could brace yourself as 6 beautiful vampires sped through the house to meet you.

As much as it pains you to admit, Edward was right.

There really was nothing to worry about.

Every one of the Cullens we're extraordinarily polite

-including Jasper, but he was more stand off-ish, though you quickly found out it's because he was the newest to the 'vegetarian' diet-

By the end of the night Esme and Carlisle were treating you like you were their own child, Alice was treating you like a best friend, and you were engaging in silly banter with Emmett.

You even got the gorgeously stoic Rosalie to crack a smile at something you said.

So, yeah, you could say it was a successful day (Why did Edward always have to be right..)

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[halesinger]

⟡ 𝔱𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 making art with you <3

✦ jasper is the type to put paint on your face instead of the canvas.

. you're painting your own canvas then out of nowhere you feel something cold and wet on your left cheek. you look over to jasper to see a shit-eating grin on his face and red paint smudged on his finger.

✦ rosalie is secretly a very talented artist.

. "your's is really pretty." rosalie's voice cut through your train of thought on what color you were going to use next. you smiled at her and gave a quiet 'thank you' in response. "i don't really like mine that much." you heard rosalie mutter. but when you look over the most gorgeous, realistic painting of the outside scenery is on her canvas.

✦ alice isn't the best painter but still enjoys it.

. she lightheartedly laughed at her poor excuse for a painting. you grinned along, still painting your own canvas of art. her laughter eventually died out so you looked over, catching her staring at you with a look of adoration across her features. "what?" you asked, tilting your head slightly. alice scooted closer and gave you a tight hug. "you're the best piece of art." she whispered.

✦ emmett is a messy painter.

. you were showing emmett techniques to make different textures on the canvases, but now he made it seem like he was just flinging the paint everywhere. "emmett!" you shrieked as he got some on your shirt. he laughed loudly at your reaction and continued shaking the brush. thank god you decided to place a towel down before this.

✦ edward would rather paint on your arm than the actual canvas.

. the canvases were long forgotten about, because edward wanted to see if the paint would look the same on your skin as the canvas. now it has just turned into him doodling on your arm. you giggled softly as the paint brush tickled a sensitive spot, causing edward to smile. "how does this look?" he asked quietly. you nodded in response and he continued moving up your arm to paint.

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There’s only one bed with Edward Cullen?

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“you take the bed," he said, his expression blank. "it’s not like i need it anyway.”

"oh, right." you sighed. "So--"

Edward cut you off before you could finish. "I'll leave you alone," he said. "I'm sure I can find somewhere else."

He started to walk away, and without thinking, "Wait!" You watched as he turned around casually. His face was emotionless and you wondered whether you should even continue. "Stay, please."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, but he didn't say a word. Instead, he made his way past you towards the bathroom. "I'll give you some privacy."

Edward disappeared behind the door. You closed your eyes and let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. It's extremely hard not to become a blubbering, blushing idiot around him. He carried himself like a prince, and you felt small in his presence. Almost as if you weren't worthy.

Once you had slipped off your clothes and changed into some sleepwear, you told him he could come back out.

You pulled back the comforter on the bed and sunk into the soft sheets. Edward, however, was now sitting on the armchair near the door.

"What's wrong?" He said upon noticing your small pout.

"Can you come closer?" His eyebrows furrowed, but he got up anyway. You patted the empty space next to you. He took the hint and sat down. You suddenly got the urge to touch. Simply being around him is just not enough. Almost as if reading your mind, he put his arm around you.

"Promise me you won't leave," you said.

Smiling down at you he responded, "I promise. I'll be here as long as you need."

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[sivyera]

TWILIGHT characters as love tropes

ft. carlise, esme, emmet, rosalie, edward, jasper, alice, jacob, seth, leah, paul, charlie, bella

a/n: with songs to each character

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⤷ Carlisle Cullen - rich love

Carlisle is a very rich man which means he will spoil you a lot. Not only with expensive gifts but also with a lot of attention and affection.

Every time when he gets home from work, he welcomes you with a kiss and warm hug.

When he has a day off, he will cook with you (even tho he cannot eat it, it's just about the time he can spend with you) or you will lay on his lap with his hand stroking your hair and book in his other hand, reading to you.

Every Friday he will take you to a fancy restaurant and than for a slow walk around the nearest park.

On your birthday or on International Women's Day (or any other 'special' day) he will spoil you even more than on normal days. Expensive jewelry, perfumes, clothes, shoes,...

He will bring you flowers at least once every two weeks. And every July he will take you on vacation and you can choose where.

Lolita - Lana Del Rey

⤷ Esme Cullen - falling in love fast

Esme is such a kind soul so it's no surprise that you two fell in love with each other fast.

She will take you on a date every Saturday. Mostly coffee dates are her favourite. The two of you can talk for hours while drinking delicious coffee.

She will also enjoy baking with you (even tho she cannot eat/taste them)

She has many polaroids with you on them or with the both of you on them and has them hang in her closet or the small table beside her bed.

She loves when you paint her nails and massage her legs and she will always return the favor.

She loves sunny days but because she's a vampire and her skin sparkle on the sun, she cannot go out where people can see her, BUT she can go somewhere private like meadow or forest where you two can be alone and on the sun!

Sofia - Clairo

⤷ Emmett Cullen - he fell first and harder

Emmett was absolutely over the moon when you two started dating, because he knew from the start that you two are just meant to be.

He loves, loves, LOVES when you sit on his lap. He doesn't care if you are stroking his hair or doing make-up on him, he just want you in his lap, so he can embrace you with his big arms and muscular body.

He'll dance goofily around the bedroom with you to some catchy hip-hop songs he has found.

He loves cuddling with you especially when he can be the big spoon, because he likes how tiny you're compared to him.

Matching pyjamas and make polaroids in those pyjamas, which happens to be one of his favourite memory and polaroids.

He doesn't really like reading books but he always wants you to read to him, because he loves your voice.

She's Kinda Hot - 5 Seconds of Summer

⤷ Rosalie Cullen/Hale - you fell first but she fell harder

Rosalie has trust issues and trauma because of her past so she wouldn't fall in love easily nor fast, but trust me when she does fall in love; she loves hard.

She loves having spa day with you which includes face masks, painting nails, shared warm bath and much more.

She will take you to the mail shopping almost every day and will buy you everything you look at.

She doesn't like much PDA but she will hold your hand in public but if she gets jealous, she will show the person she's jealous off who you belong to.

She doesn't show it to others just you, but she loves cuddles. She loves when you lay next to her, face to face so she can see your beautiful face.

She's also very protective over you, so if any guy or a girl makes you feel uncomfortable (or unsafe), tell her and she will make sure they won't approach you ever again.

Prey - The Neighbourhood

⤷ Edward Cullen - first and only love

Edward waited so many years for you, but it was worth it because he finally got you.

He loves when you kiss his forehead even tho he has to lean down because of your height difference, it makes him feel safe. Still his favourite place to kiss you is on your lips.

Edward will write poets for you and about you on small piece of paper and then put them somewhere in your room where you will notice them like your closet or on your book, laptop, notebook, pillow,...and he will bring you your favorite flowers right after the previous ones he gave you have withered.

He will also write songs about you (or for you) and then play them to you on the piano. Which he absolutely loves because you sit right next to him and look at him with those beautiful eyes of yours full of love. Edward cannot read your mind but he can sure read your eyes, the small spark and the love in them when you look at him, he just loves it!

Loves cuddling with you, his favourite position is when you lay on his chest or when he's the big spoon, face to face or hugging you from behind.

He loves having deep talks with you and he'll tell you about his childhood or about the time he was born in.

Follow You - Imagine Dragons

⤷ Jasper Cullen/Hale - unconditional love

Jasper can be sometimes insecure just as much as Edward, they even have similar reasons... Jasper is afraid of him hurting you, he's afraid that he won't be able to control himself around you, but your words of affirmation and gently touch will calm him down.

Jasper doesn't talk much, he rather listens and he loves listens to you. It doesn't matter what you are talking about, he just loves your voice.

He will take you for a horse ride because he loved it back when he was a human and because he was a cowboy, but you two will have to share the horse because he wants your arms around him.

At first he was a bit scared of cuddling with you (again because of his control) but soon as your hand went to his hair, he melted. Both of you realized how touch starved he's so now cuddling is an everyday thing.

Jasper is a gentleman like Edward or Carlisle so he will also bring you flowers every even week.

He'll read to you to make you fall asleep, because his smooth voice is like a lullaby to you. But if Jasper feels that you are anxious, he will calm you down with his gift and than talk to you what made you anxious, eventually he will cuddle you.

R U Mine? - Artic Monkeys

⤷ Alice Cullen - any universe

Alice (because of her gift) always knew you were the one, her one and only true love. So when she first saw you, she couldn't help but babbling to her adoptive siblings all day how amazing you are and how she's already in love with you.

She'll go to the mail with you and make small fashion show with you in the cabins with all the cute outfits she found for you and you for her.

She's mostly the small spoon (sometimes she is the big spoon but depends on the situation) while cuddling because she loves when you hold her in your arms and stroke her back.

Outside, in front of other people, she will always hold your whole arm, not just palm.

If you have trouble falling asleep, she will gladly sing to you while stroking your hair.

She'll buy matching clothes, jewerly or nail polish, because she loves when you two match your outfits or other accesories.

i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red

⤷ Jacob Black - whatever it takes

Jacob is willing to do anything and everything for you, his imprint. He will kill for you, he will die for you, he will do just everything.

Jacob can be sometimes insecure because he isn't that rich like the Cullens and he thinks you deserve someone who will treat you like a queen, so once again he's willing to prove you that he's worthy of your love.

He'll make you a small wolf and your favourite flower out of wood and attached it into a bracelet, which he will eventually give you to your birthday.

He's also a big cuddle bug, because he's so warm will make you comfortable enough to fall asleep. He's most of the time the big spoon because he feels like he's protecting you but he doesn't mind to be the little spoon. Cuddling also leaves his scent on you so every vampire or shape-shifter (wolf) can smell who you belong to.

He'll take you on motorcycle rides. Also he will drop you at your school on his motorcycle and then he will pick you up. Also he'll let you ride on his back while he's in his wolf form.

Jacob doesn't like fancy restaurants, he prefers his or your bed with some snacks and movies, cuddling of course!

Galway Girl - Ed Sheeran

⤷  Seth Clearwater - love at first sight

Seth hoped that he will met his imprint someday and he heard from the others how amazing the feeling is to imprint on someone, but no one really prepared him to him because when he first saw you, your beauty hit him like a brick. And he finally understood the feeling because all he could see was you...

Seth will make sure you are always in a good mood with him, either he could tell you some stupid joke or cheesy pick-up line.

He maybe look like a cute baby but don't let his cute face fool you because he won't hesitate to kill for you, so it makes him really protective over you.

In his wolf form he's like a big puppy but only to you and he loves giving you piggy back rides in his wolf form.

Cuddling really depends on his mood; if he's in good mood he will be the little spoon with his head placed on your lap; if he's in a bad mood (mostly when he's jealous) he'll be the big spoon to show others that he can protect you.

He loves baking with you but he's clueless so he will just stand there and watch you or mix some ingredients, often sneaks up a kiss on the cheek while baking.

Dandelions - Ruth B.

⤷  Leah Clearwater - enemies to lovers

At first Leah hated the fact that she actually had a imprint, so she would try to stay away from you as much as possible and when she couldn't; she would have some nasty comments towards you, but it hurt her as hell when she saw how sad she made you or worst insecure.

She tried hard to stay away from you but she failed, miserably. She needed you, she needed to be with you, so she will explain everything to you same as she would apologize for her acting.

Very protective of you, anyone could just try and test her patience.

At first she wouldn't want you to be near her while she was in her wolf form because she was much bigger and stronger so she was afraid that she could hurt you, but she became a sucker for scratches behind her ear.

Seth will often tease his big sister because she's really soft when it comes to you, which makes Leah give Seth few playful slaps.

When it comes to cuddling, Leah is the big spoon because she has the urge to protect you and being the big spoon makes her feel like she's protecting you in you sleep.

Running With The Wolves - AURORA

⤷  Paul Lahote - rough love

With the term 'rough love' i mean that Paul is passionate lover and is willing to do anything for his imprint, you.

Paul isn't very patient when it comes to people but you are an exception. Still he's aggressive when someone push his buttons but you are always here to drag him away and calm him down.

Just a single touch and Paul's full attention is on you. Which brings me to the fact that he turns into a puppy when you touch him, your touch is just to comforting.

He's the big spoon because he feels like he protects you and it makes his scent stay on you.

He can get jealous very easily, he trusts you but he doesn't trusts the others and he doesn't want any boys or girls too close to his imprint.

Loves everything you cook or bake and will always eat everything.

Overprotective, if any vampire even dare to touch you, he'll kill him.

Little Freak - Harry Styles

⤷ Charlie Swan - old love

Charlie is old school but still a huge gentleman.

He will bring you flowers every time you had a bad day and some chocolates when you had a good day to make it even better.

He loves watching old movies or crime/detective movies with you, with his arm around your shoulder.

When he has day off, you two will go on a picnic date which always ends up with you laying on his chest while he's telling you some stories from work.

Every time you bring him a lunch into his police office, he will welcome you with a warm, thankful smile and thank you with a kiss on your cheek.

He will protect you even more than before, when he finds out that there are vampires and werewolfs (shape-shifters).

Burning Love - Elvis Presley

⤷  Bella Swan - teenage love

Bella will be awkward and nervous when she first spoke to you, because you were just too beautiful to be real. But to her surprise she made you fall in love with her which made her so, so happy.

First attempts of trying to cuddle with her or just show her simple romantic affection were awkward because she was just to nervous, eventually she will warm up and feel more comfortable.

She find our that you touch calms her anxiety and nervousness so whenever she's nervous or anxious she will just hold your hand and squeeze it gently.

Charlie was very happy that his daughter found someone like you, which made Bella even more happy when she saw how you, the love of her life and her father get along.

Often having sleepovers at her house when Charlie has night shifts, which always leads to matching face masks and cuddles.

Kisses on the cheek are her favourite, because she can easily turn and give you small peck on your cheek and visa versa.

Electric Love - BØRNS 

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[thewulf]

Forever Yours || Paul Lahote

Summary: Request -Okay so reader is Bella's (fraternal) twin sissy. She moved to Forks with Bella and the whole first book happens WITHOUT her knowing what's going on. She's just as in the dark as Charlie is..... Read Rest Here

A/N: LOVED THIS. LOVE TWILIGHT. Keep them coming!! Thank you for the requests as always!

Pairing: Paul Lahote x Swan Sister Reader

Word Count: 4.0k

TW: Possessiveness

You and your sister, Bella, had always gotten along well even being so different. She was the shy twin who always stood behind you. You on the other hand always fought Bella’s battles because she needed it, that’s what sisters were for. The two of you weren’t identical, and your personalities could not have been more different. Yet, at the end of the day, she was the person you knew would always understand you. She was your best friend and confidant. So, when she proposed moving back in with Charlie you followed along with her.

Things changed when the two of you moved to Forks and not in a way you liked. She began distancing herself from you after she met Edward. Instead of coming home and gossiping about your respective days she started going to the Cullen’s house. She stopped telling you things. She became protective and oh so secretive over her boyfriend. You confided in Charlie more than you could ever expect. You hung out with Jessica and Angela more than you would’ve ever dreamed. Still, you looked after your sister. She was the shy one who fell hard and fast. For whatever reason you just couldn’t seem to trust Edward. When she finally let the two of you meet he was just off and you couldn’t seem to pinpoint what it was.

It wasn't until the departure of Edward Cullen, leaving Bella desolate and shattered, that the mysterious shroud enveloping your lives began to unravel at a rapid pace. As Bella struggled to navigate through the abyss of heartbreak, you tried your hardest to be the strength that she needed. But it often felt like you were failing her. Like nothing you could say would offset any of the heartbreak she was feeling. And you were angry. Angry at the stupid family that decided to vanish without a trace. For even though Edward seemed off he seemed like he truly was deeply in love with your sister.

Your only saving grace was your old friend Jacob. He found a way to bring your shattered twin back to the surface of the water she was struggling to swim in. The three of you spent so many nights together doing everything and nothing at the same time. Laughing till your faces were blue and finding the human connection she so desperately needed. You could never thank him enough for bringing back your sister you had lost for so many months.

But even that wasn’t enough for him to leave. When Jacob withdrew from both of your lives you became the sad twin. It was Bella who became angry like you were so many months prior. Bella forced you in the truck one afternoon claiming she had a bone to pick with the second boy who abandoned her in so many months. You had no desire to see the boy, but Bella demanded you come with her.

You watched as she pounded on the door of his home only to be met with nothing. You waited in the truck as Bella noticed Sam and his pack off to the side of Jacob’s home. Her footsteps treaded the path towards Sam and his pack, heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and anticipation. It was only when you saw her physically push Sam, the leader of the tribe, did you bolt out of the car trying to catch your sister from doing anything too drastic.

"Bella, stop!" you cried out, your voice tinged with desperation as you rushed forward. Your heart was hammering desperately in your chest, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within you as you reached out towards Bella, hoping to stop the impending confrontation.

But it was too late. Bella's palm has already met one of the dark-haired boys cheeks with a sharp crack, the sound reverberating through the trees. You watch in dismay as the man’s expression darkened. His features contorted with fury, a primal growl rumbling in his chest that even startled you. The forest seemed to hold its breath as the world became silent at what the next move of the man could possibly be. You gulped feeling the tension thick in the air.

And then, in the midst of the events that were unfolding. You looked to the men in front of you looking at each of them one by one before your eyes finally met the one who had just been slapped. His gaze locked onto yours, a fleeting moment of connection amidst the tumult that surrounded you. In that instant, everything seemed to crystallize, the world narrowing down to just the two of you even with all the people surrounding you.

Timed seemed to slow to an utter crawl. The world around you faded into insignificance as your attention was locked in on the man. A sharp gasp came from you as you continued staring right at him. It was a feeling you had never experienced in this lifetime. Something you could never have expected. He too couldn’t seem to break his gaze away from yours. In that fleeting instant, everything seems to shift. The air crackled with anticipation, the forest holding its breath as the weight of the moment bears down upon you. It's as if the universe itself has paused, allowing you and Paul to exist in a suspended state of existence, isolated from the disorder that rages beyond the confines of your shared gaze.

As Paul staggers backwards, a whirlwind of emotions courses through his mind, each feeling vying for dominance over the others. Anger, once burning bright within him, now dissipates like mist in the morning sun, leaving behind a hollow sense of bewilderment and wonder. His chest heaves with the effort of controlling the torrent of feelings threatening to overwhelm him. He had felt every single emotion. Saw every single emotion. You were her. You were his imprint. Only Sam had been so lucky to have found his person. And now Paul did. And he didn’t even know her name nor you his.

To your surprise you felt your feet moving forward as he dropped to his knees on the forest floor. Paul was acutely aware of the weight of this moment. He had to wonder what you were feeling. You too were locked in on his own eyes, yet you could have no idea what was going on and how chaotic your seemingly normal life was about to get. But amidst the heaviness of the moment, there is something else—a glimmer of hope, a spark of possibility that ignites within him like a flame in the darkness. For in your eyes, he sees not just a reflection of his own turmoil, but also a flicker of understanding, a shared recognition of the bond that now binds the two of you together.

"What... what just happened?" Bella's voice wavers, her eyes wide with disbelief as she looks between you and Paul. But you have no answers to offer, you were just as confused as she was. While Bella's voice wavers with disbelief, her eyes dart between you, Paul, and the surrounding men, searching for answers amidst the bewildering scene.

Embry, who had been standing nearby with Sam, catches your eye with a knowing smirk, a hint of understanding dancing in his gaze. He stepped forward, as if he's seen this scenario play out before. "Looks like we've got ourselves an imprint," Embry remarks, his voice tinged with amusement as he addresses Sam, who watches the unfolding scene with a composed yet cautious demeanor.

Sam nods in acknowledgment, his expression unreadable as he assesses the situation before him. His eyes shifted between you and Paul with a measured intensity, as if gauging the depth of the bond that now connects you.

Meanwhile, the boy you had originally came to see, Jacob, came sprinting out of the house that he had just ignored Bella from. His expression a mix of surprise and concern as he takes in the scene before him. His eyes narrow as they settle on Paul, a flicker of protectiveness crossing his features before he turns to you, his look softening with understanding in your utter confusion. Yet in all that was happening so fast you couldn’t seem to tear your eyes away from this man. He had captured your mind, body, and soul all within a single look.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Jacob asks, his voice gentle yet tinged with worry as he approaches, his footsteps echoing against the damp grass.

You finally tore your gaze away from Paul somehow, your heart racing as you meet Jacob's concerned gaze. Despite the frenzy that surrounds you, his presence offers a sense of comfort, a reminder of the unwavering support that has always been there for you, negating the two weeks he had decided to ignore you for.

"I don't know what happened," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper as you try to make sense of the whirlwind of emotions that flowed through you so unexpectedly. "But I feel... different."

Bella's eyes widen in disbelief, her mind racing to comprehend the incomprehensible. But amidst the uncertainty that envelops you all, one thing remains clear—the ties that bind you to Paul, are unbreakable, defying logic and reason with an undeniable force.

"Jacob," Sam's voice cuts through the silence, his tone firm yet tinged with a hint of urgency. "Take them to Emily's. We need to talk." He motions towards Paul who was still on his knees before you.

Jacob nods in acknowledgment, his gaze flickering between you, Paul, and Sam, a silent understanding passing between them. He moves forward, his hand reaching out to gently guide you away from Paul, his touch reassuring in the confusion that surrounds you.

"Come on, Y/N, Bella," Jacob murmurs softly, "Let's go."

As Jacob reaches out to guide you away from Paul, a low, guttural growl rumbles deep within Paul's chest just as it had earlier after Bella has slapped him. His possessiveness flaring in the face of Jacob's touch. His eyes narrow, a primal instinct driving him to protect what he now considers his own.

"Hands off my girl," Paul's voice is low, but the irritated edge to it is unmistakable as he stands to takes a step towards you. His eyes never left yours. The intensity of his declaration sends a shiver down your spine, his unwavering stare holding you in a trance.

But Sam, ever the voice of reason among the sea of emotions, steps forward with a measured stride. His expression unwavering as he addresses Paul with a firm yet understanding tone. “Paul, calm down," Sam's voice carries authority, tempered with a hint of empathy as he meets Paul's frustration head-on. "We need to talk, separately. She will be just fine with Jacob."

Paul's protest is immediate, his feelings for you overwhelmingly strong. "No, she's not going anywhere without me," he insists, his voice tinged with desperation as he takes a defiant step forward, his resolve unyielding.

But Sam's gaze holds steady, his alpha like authority asserting itself in the face of Paul's defiance. "Paul, stand down," he commands, his voice brooking no argument as he meets Paul's gaze with unwavering determination. Paul winces but gives into Sam’s demands, though the reluctance is evident in the tension that lingers in his frame. His eyes remain locked on you, a silent promise of protection and devotion burning brightly within their depths.

While Jacob leads you away from Paul you can't help but feel torn between the conflicting desires that rage within you. Part of you longs to stay by Paul's side, to bask in the warmth of his unwavering love. While another part recognizes the need for clarity and understanding in the sheer confusion that threatens to consume you. And as you and Bella follow Jacob through the dense undergrowth of the forest you can't shake the feeling of Paul's presence lingering at the edges of your consciousness, a constant reminder of the inexplicable bond that now defines your existence.

Jacob guides you and Bella through a trail in the forest, a heavy silence hangs in the air, punctuated only by the rustling of leaves and the distant calls of unseen creatures. Sensing the need to break the tension, Jacob takes a deep breath before breaking the uncomfortable silence. "Look, I need to tell you both something," Jacob begins, his voice cautious yet resolute. "But it's going to sound... well, it's going to sound crazy."

You and Bella exchange a puzzled glance, the weight of Jacob's words settling uneasily in the pit of your stomachs. You've both sensed that there's more to the Quileute tribe than meets the eye, but the truth remains shrouded in mystery.

Jacob takes a moment to gather his thoughts before coming out with it. "The thing is... we're not exactly... normal," he admits, his words halting as he struggles to find the right way to explain the inexplicable. "We're... werewolves."

The revelation hangs in the air like a heavy fog, enveloping you and Bella in a cloud of disbelief. For a moment, neither of you can find the words to respond, the enormity of Jacob's confession leaving you speechless. "Werewolves?" Bella's voice is barely above a whisper, her eyes wide with shock as she looks to Jacob for confirmation.

Jacob nods solemnly, his expression grave as he meets Bella's gaze. "Yes. And there's something else. Something called imprinting."

You nodded along, “That’s what the one guy just said. We’ve got ourselves an imprint? What is that?” You asked pressing him further.

Jacob smiled knowing that your life was going to change, hopefully for the better. "It's when a wolf finds their soulmate. Their other half. The one person they're meant to be with for the rest of their lives." Bella's brow furrows in confusion, her mind struggling to comprehend the magnitude of what Jacob is telling her. But you, on the other hand, feel a strange sense of recognition stir within you, a faint echo of the inexplicable connection you felt with Paul.

As Bella sighs with uncertainty, Jacob senses the weight of her confusion and seeks to provide clarity. "And... and what does that have to do with what happened back there?" Bella asks, her voice laden with hesitance as she gestures back in the direction of Paul and the pack.

Jacob's gaze flickers towards you, a silent acknowledgment passing between you as he prepares to reveal the truth. "It means that... Paul imprinted on you, Y/N," he explains gently, his eyes filled with compassion as he meets your bewildered gaze. "He's your soulmate."

“Paul.” You whispered his name out loud for the first time. Paul, your soulmate. Your heart skips a beat at the revelation, the words sinking in slowly as you struggle to comprehend the enormity of what Jacob is saying. Soulmates? It's a concept you never thought you'd entertain, let alone experience firsthand.

"Soulmate?" Bella's voice echoes your thoughts, her eyes widening in astonishment as she turns to you for confirmation.

You nod slowly, the reality of the situation beginning to sink in. "I... I don't understand it all," you murmur, your voice barely above a whisper as you grapple with the implications of Jacob's words as the three of you walked through the forest to what you assumed to be Emily’s place, whomever that was.

Jacob offers you a reassuring smile, his expression filled with understanding. "It's okay, Y/N. I know it's a lot to take in," he says softly, his tone gentle yet firm. "An imprint is... it's like finding your other half. Your perfect match. And for Paul, that's you."

Bella's eyes widen in realization, her mind racing to process the revelation. "So... he's bound to her? Like... forever?" she asks, her voice tinged with uncertainty as she seeks to grasp the intricacies of the imprinting process.

Jacob nods solemnly. "Yeah. It's a permanent bond," he explains, his tone heavy with the weight of the truth. "But it doesn't have to be romantic. It can be... it can be like a best friend too. Someone who's always there for you, no matter what."

The realization washes over you like a tidal wave, the enormity of the situation sinking in as you come to terms with the truth of Paul's imprint. It's a bond that transcends the boundaries of time and space, forging a connection between two souls that can never be broken.

And as you walked surrounded by the whispering of the trees and the steady presence of Jacob by your side, you find yourself beginning to accept the truth of your newfound destiny. The road ahead may be filled with uncertainty, but with the unwavering support of your sister and the friendship of Jacob, you know that you'll face whatever challenges may come your way head-on.

As you, Bella, and Jacob step into Emily's cozy kitchen, the aroma of freshly baked muffins envelops you, a comforting contrast to the whirlwind of emotions swirling within. Emily's warm smile greets Jacob, her eyes alight with joy as she rushes forward to embrace him.

"Jacob, it's been too long!" Emily exclaims, her voice filled with genuine affection as she pulls back to look at him.

Jacob returns her embrace, offering a sheepish grin. "I know, Em. It's good to see you," he replies warmly.

Emily's gaze then shifts to you and Bella, her smile widening as she takes in your presence. "And who do we have here?" she asks, her tone friendly and inviting.

Jacob gestures towards you and Bella. "Emily, this is Y/N and Bella Swan," he introduces, a sense of pride evident in his voice. "They're new to town, and we thought I'd bring them by to meet you." He spoke referencing the pack as a whole. It was intriguing watching him operate now that you knew why he up and disappeared on you those weeks ago.

Emily's eyes widen with recognition as she looks at Bella. "Ah, the Swan sisters! Charlie's girls. I’ve heard a lot about you two," she remarks with a knowing nod. Then her gaze shifts to Bella, and her expression changes to one of surprise. "And you're the vampire girl, aren't you?"

Your heart nearly stops at Emily's words, the revelation hitting you like a sudden jolt. Vampire girl? You exchange a bewildered glance with Bella, who looks equally taken aback. Edward was a vampire? What next… mermaids?

"What? Bella? Vampires?" you stammer, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment as you struggle to comprehend Emily's words.

Bella's face turns crimson, her embarrassment palpable as she shoots you an apologetic glance. Her eyes told you that she would explain it all later. "Emily, I'm so sorry," she begins, her voice tinged with mortification. "Y/N, this is... um... kind of a long story."

As the truth about vampires and the supernatural world of Forks begins to unfold, you can't help but feel overwhelmed by the enormity of it all. But amidst the confusion and embarrassment, there's a sense of shared understanding that together you'll navigate the challenges that lie ahead. As the conversation continues in Emily's kitchen, laughter and chatter filling the air, the sound of approaching footsteps draws your attention. Sam, Paul, and Embry enter the room, their expressions relaxed and jovial as they exchange banter with Jacob.

"Hey, look who decided to join the party!" Jacob teases, a playful grin spreading across his face as he greets his packmates.

Sam chuckles, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "Couldn't stay away, could we?" he retorts, a hint of mischief in his voice as he exchanges friendly jabs with Jacob.

Paul's gaze finds yours amidst the commotion, a soft smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Y/N," he says, his voice gentle yet earnest as he steps forward, his eyes meeting yours with a depth of emotion that leaves you breathless.

"Paul," you reply, your voice barely above a whisper as you meet his gaze, a rush of anticipation coursing through you at the prospect of speaking with him alone.

Sensing the unspoken tension between you and Paul, Jacob steps forward with a knowing smile. "I'll leave you two to get to know each other," he says, his tone light yet meaningful as he gives you a subtle nod of encouragement.

As Jacob and the others retreat away from the kitchen to give you and Paul some privacy, you find yourselves alone in the midst of Emily's bustling kitchen. The air crackles with anticipation as Paul takes a step closer, his eyes searching yours with an intensity that sets your heart racing. "Y/N, I wanted to talk to you," Paul begins, his voice soft yet filled with determination as he gathers his thoughts. "About what happened earlier. About us. If that’s okay with you."

You swallow hard, the weight of Paul's words hanging heavy in the air as you search for the right response. "Paul, I... I don't even know where to begin," you admit, your voice trembling with uncertainty as you struggle to find the words to express the whirlwind of emotions that threaten to overwhelm you completely.

But Paul reaches out, his hand finding yours with a gentle touch that sends a shiver down your spine. "We'll figure it out together, Y/N," he says, his voice filled with conviction. "Whatever happens, I'll always be here for you. I promise you that."

As you stand there, enveloped in the warmth of Paul's presence, a soft blush tinges your cheeks as you struggle to find the right words to express the swirl of emotions coursing through you. Your heart races with anticipation, your thoughts a jumble of uncertainty and longing. "This is all a lot," you murmur softly, your voice barely above a whisper as you meet his gaze with a shy smile. "But it's a good thing you're so... so handsome." You weren’t sure where that surge of confidence came from, maybe it was the bond. But even you couldn’t deny the sheer beauty of the man that stood before you. You feel a rush of exhilaration mixed with nervousness, unsure of how Paul will respond to your flirty compliment.

Paul's expression shifts, a mischievous twinkle dancing in his eyes as he leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear. "Is that your way of saying you think I'm cute, Y/N?" he teases, his voice low and husky.

You bite your lip, a playful glint in your eyes as you meet his gaze. "Maybe," you reply coyly, a hint of flirtatiousness creeping into your tone as you lean in closer to him. "You'll just have to stick around to find out."

As a smirk tugs at the corners of Paul's lips, his gaze intensifies, locking onto yours with a magnetic pull that leaves you breathless. You feel a surge of anticipation coursing through your veins as he leans in even closer, the air crackling with electricity between you.

"Oh, I intend to, pretty girl" Paul murmurs, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers ripping through your body. His words are filled with promise, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he closes the distance between you, his breath warm against your skin. “Don’t you worry about that.”

A soft gasp escapes your lips as Paul's hand gently cups your cheek, his touch sending waves of warmth cascading through you. Your heart pounds in your chest as his lips brush against yours in a tantalizing whisper, a feather-light caress that ignites a fire deep within your soul.

"You're so beautiful, Y/N Swan," Paul whispers against your lips, his voice filled with sincerity and admiration. "I can't help but be drawn to you. I’m forever yours pretty girl."

The sweetness of his words sends your heart soaring, a rush of euphoria washing over you as you lose yourself in the intoxicating embrace of his affection. In that moment, all doubts and fears melt away, leaving only the undeniable connection between you and Paul, a bond forged in the flames of desire and longing. And as you surrender to the irresistible pull of his embrace, you can't help but feel a sense of bliss wash over you. With Paul by your side, you know that the journey ahead will be filled with laughter, passion, and endless moments of pure, unadulterated love.

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LISA SE KLAVIER | E.C.

pairing: edward cullen x fem!reader

word count: 0.9k

warnings: some uncannon edward simping behaviour

summary: edward has never been too fond of sharing his piano, but he won't deny his appreciation for your midnight musical musings when you can't sleep

a/n: inspired by lisa se klavier by the parlotones

You had no reason to be nervous, settling on the cold wooden chair of the grand piano resting amid the Cullen living room, you were always welcome there- it was a simple unspoken invitation that remained permanently extended to you. Though you’d never been one to overstay your welcome, you could not stay away from the ebony and ivory keys, they called for you no matter how far you’d go and the Cullens were always grateful when you answered said call- no matter the time of day.

Your fingers rested motionless on your lap, eyes wondering over the notes of a song Edward had conveniently forgotten on the music stand, though the man was very much aware that his acts of forgetfulness had never fooled you in the slightest.

“I’ve never seen this one before,” you noted, the steps behind you seizing as he stilled behind you, a silent announcement of his and his family’s presence downstairs- they’d been busying themselves all night, hoping that you’d stop by for a minute or two- Edward, however, hoped for much more than merely a few minutes.

“That’s because it’s new,” Edward explained, being sure to brush a quick kiss to the back of your head before moving to the other side of the piano, mimicking a man without a worry in the world, elbows moving to accommodate him leaning onto the wooden surface, a daring, commanding grin painted on his lips as he waited ever impatiently for you to put an end to the silent night. “Though, I don’t believe that has ever stopped you before,” he hummed, appreciating the way his innocent flirtations earned such a delicate, pure, reaction from your heart.

“Won’t you join me?” you demanded softly, eyes trained on the vintage paper in front of you as you traced the artistic black indentations, they were familiar somehow, like many you’d read before and with a little hum you realized why. “This is one of your originals, after all,” you mused, lucky to have looked up just in time to see his smile broaden momentarily. “I don’t think it’s fair that I’d be the first one to play it.”

“I disagree,” he defended almost instantly, tilting his head to allow his eyes a better view of you, shamelessly tracing your features with an adoring gaze that set your nerves ablaze. “It was written for you, it would only make sense that you’d be the first,” he explained, shrugging lightly at your surprise, unsure how after all this time he could still surprise you and enlighten you with such simple gestures. “Now, would you do your boyfriend the honour,” he nodded suggestively at the keys, hoping that would be all the convincing needed. “You’ve got an audience waiting too, you know.”

“Perhaps,” you began, teasingly pressing down onto one key, smirking as a sort of foolish idea popped into you head. “Edward,” you paused, noticing the little raise of his brow showing that he took his opportunity to slip into your head, curious to see what was holding up the usually eager performance.

“You’re bartering,” he sighed, shaking his head as he moved forward slightly, smiling at the sight of you biting your lips expectantly. “Taking advantage of how I feel about you.”

“Please,” you begged, patting the empty spot beside you expectantly, having to move your hand barely a second later as he slid in next to you. “You’re far too easy to convince.”

“Quite so,” he agreed, rolling his eyes as he flipped the page with the song to reveal the very same song but with lyrics scribbled underneath, Edward’s handwriting flowing into the notes so perfectly it made the concept of him writing a song for you all the more poetic. “Though I love how excited you are with getting your way, I have to insist that you allow me to hear it at least once with just your playing,” he furthered his own barter by gently taking your other hand from your lap and placing it to hover over the keys as well, staying close as he brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. “Please,” he whispered, the sound shivering down your spine as you closed your eyes to savour his lips where they left a delicate kiss to your cheek, a sure way to ensure that he’d get his way just as easily.

You cleared your throat, leaning into the arm that draped around your shoulders as you started playing the song, fingers familiar with the way the music surrounded you, piquing the interest of everyone in the house as they walked over to see you, hear you- live with you in the perfect melody created so astonishingly and drafted so eloquently by the love you shared with the man at your side.

En die hele wêreld raak stil en luister in die donker uur na die nag geluide van Lisa se klavier…

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