Hello! In back wishing to get more twilight Cullen clan Hc 🤲 please
Could I ask for a s/o that has uncontrollable actions or sounds when excited and at some point, they are so happy to see them that this happens; "I so happy you're ba- *kiss* -back, sorry"
💘 thank you
Carlisle and Esme Cullen:
They are caught so off guard but in the best way possible
Esme is so flustered and blushing if she even can blush?
Stuttering and stammering over her words
Carlisle is also flustered but hides it much better
He just mainly laughs it off but you can tell that he is so flattered
Alice Cullen and Jasper Hale:
I feel like Alice probably does things like this too!
She absolutely loves it when you do it tho
She knows it just means you love her and missed her so much and it melts her heart
Jasper also loves it but is more laid back about it
It makes him so happy to know you care so much about him
Emmett Cullen and Rosalie Hale:
Emmett immediate embraces this quirk of yours
He may even do the same thing to you sometimes!
He just really loves being shown affection, especially from you
I think Rosalie might be a little stiff and caught off guard the first few times
That doesn't mean she doesn't like it! It was just unexpected
But she does get used to it quickly, you can tell just by how she seems to melt into the kiss after the first few times
The first few times he's a little iffy about it, especially if you're human
He's just scared of losing control and hurting you
But over time he learns how to use his strength around you and how much you can take
After that, he's so much more open to it
He does love it more than he'll admit
Can u write making out with carlisle cullen (fem reader)plz i adore ur writing
Making out with Carlisle Cullen
-This dilf is very respectful
-He will start with a short kiss,and when things get heated he will look at you for permission
-His kisses are sweet and passionate,his hand on the back of your neck pulling you closer
-He will kiss down your neck and leave some marks there
-Loves when you kiss him roughly,immediatly laying you both on bed
-Things get farther quickly
-His hands tends to go into your pants and play with you
-This happen in private of course
-Absolutely melts if you moan during the kiss
When you've already read all the good fanfics
Can you write the twilight characters with a shy gf headcannon please
of course! the reader is still going to be perfectly badass however, i hate the assumption that shy people cannot be badass.
warnings : swearing, insecurity, mentions of blood & vampirism etc, anxiety, overthinking, fem reader
characters included : emmett, rosalie, jasper, alice, carlisle <3
so, emmett is just a naturally loud person who has no problem with being obnoxious and borderline annoying to some
but you’re a collected, quiet person who’s movements and actions are all thought out thoroughly in fear of judgment
and weirdly your relationship just works
he’s quieter when your around ( in public ) he knows how much you hate attention and the last thing he wants is for you to be uncomfortable
you’re comfortable around emmett, coming out of your shell and joining in on his loud laughter, joking, just fun
you both bring out sides to each other no one else knew existed prior to your relationship
he’s also, despite popular belief, quite observant: well, when it comes to you.
somethings wrong? bear hugs and loving kisses all around
you’re not feeling up for something? don’t worry about it, plans r already cancelled
very affectionate 🤍
if you don’t like pda that’s fine but he jus needs to be close to you at all times
yes, he’s clingy, if you haven’t already noticed
doesn’t force you to meet new people, knowing how your anxiety spikes heavily
he becomes your sort of therapist weirdly enough— though he’s far from professional
all in all, he just wants to make sure your happy and comfortable
you’re his precious girl <33
rosalie 🧎♀️ —
will glare at anyone who dares look at you a little too long
has and will threaten people who make you feel embarrassed for your anxious and shy behaviour
is so so patient with you <3
she’ll wait as long as you need her to for you to open up, you’re all she cares about.
absolutely adores you
you being her favourite person >
the ‘i hate everyone but you’ trope
she’s so soft with you 😩
reassuring hand squeezes when she sees you fidgeting anxiously
coming from a shy person myself, i admittedly stutter a lot 😒.. and she’ll never got annoyed at your stutter
in fact she’ll love it, it’s just another part of you and what’s not to love about you
you’re perfect to her
you two r so fucking cute omd
will get teased by her siblings about going soft
and she, evidently, could not care less
the most understanding gf <3
you and him >>
the most superior couple tbh
despite your anxious behaviour, you can calm him down with just your presence
a smile from you and suddenly the blood lust isn’t as strong anymore
doesn’t push anything, just stays with you and holds you when you need it
he’ll wait for you to open up, as well, will not push for anything you don’t feel prepared to give
communication is key in your relationship
probably the healthiest couple
you ever feel insecure, he’s there with kisses and passionate reassurances
literal speeches about how fucking beautiful you are and how he doesn’t understand how you don’t realise it
is always there for you
finds how you can go from a bright, bubbly person to a blushing bumbling mess absolutely adorable
tho if you’re sincerely embarrassed bout something yk my man will step in
oh yeah, he’s hella protective<3
hands down best bf ever
alice is actually surprisingly protective— anyone’s being rude or even slightly patronising, she’ll step in with a glare on her STUNNING face
actual sunshine who lights up your life
you’re more laidback around her, and it makes everyone happy to see you confident when she’s around
definitely helps you work on your confidence
is determined to build it up
not in a bad way! she just wants to see you confident in yourself and happy with who you are, able to speak your mind
loves everything about you
reassures you all the time with kisses all over your face!
her life’s mission is to make you smile
mentally counts how many times she’s made you smile in a day, and whatever made you smile, she’ll repeat it all to see your smile again
finds your shyness endearing.. unless you’re being shy and meek cuz someone embarrassed you, then we’ve got problems
not that you need it, you’re a bundle of badass-ery under your shy disposition
he’s always making sure that you’re okay
constant check ins, you can’t blame the man, he gets worried for you
unlike the reaction most people have towards your personality, your timid disposition actually drew him in
it was refreshing to meet someone who wasn’t arrogant and unapologetic
will forever reassure you you’re more than enough and that he’s proud of you
never gets tired of seeing you blush
genuinely his favourite sight
he doesn’t pressure you into opening up, and that’s something you’re really grateful for
absolutely and undoubtedly in love with everything about you
hugs and kisses constantly
he’s not too big on pda, but definitely hand holding <33
most heartwarming couple honestly.
Painting the Cullen Boys nails [headcanons]
-he will need a little convincing, but only the smallest amount (only because he was worried about his work at the hospital)
-but you’re his biggest weakness, he will never refuse you
-will how much he’s seen in his life, he recognizes how little this “feminine” thing matters
-he’s very comfortable with his masculinity so he doesn't mind having some nail polish on
-he’s always proud to have his nails done by you because they're done by you
-he's very supportive of your interests and hobbies
-so when you came to him excited to paint his nails, he didn't even think of saying no
-he very much enjoys and values that quiet time you get together when you paint his nails
-it's usually filled with quiet conversations and light music coming from somewhere in the house
-the ambiance of sitting quietly with carlisle is very peaceful and comfortable
-when you ask him to paint yours, he does surprisingly well
-he has very steady hands, so no need to worry about him messing up
-he doesn't care about the color, he just cares that you're the one doing it
-when this king is in love, he’s an absolute simp
-he never refuses any of your stupid antics
-for being so masculine and strong, you thought he wouldn't like the idea of painted nails but he welcomed it with open arms
-he actually is the one to paint your nails after you paint his (without even being asked, when his are dry he excitedly grabs the bottle and one of your hands saying “your turn!! :D”)
-he’s not very good at it, but you both enjoy it
-he prefers darker colors like black or blue but loves whatever you do to him
-he will proudly flaunt his nails and if anyone says anything negative, he will stand up to them and offer to kick their ass
-if they ever chip while he’s hunting or something, he will run to you asking to fix them
-you think it's really sweet how much he loves them and how much you both have fun painting your nails together
-he has painted nails the most often
-he needs some convincing but when you start painting he honestly could care less
-it's not that he loves it or hates it, he prefers the actual painting process because he gets to be close to you
-i mean you literally have to hold his hands to paint his nails, so of course, you're close
-he also is completely weak for you
-anything you ask, ye shall receive
-including this old cowboy wearing some nice nail polish
-but damn does he look good, you think he somehow looks hotter than normal
-and you're not shy to voice that
-he loves your attention and praise, so he's very willing to let you paint his nails again in the future
-he doesn’t really like to paint your nails because he doesn’t like to mess up. But will do it if you asked him to
-the second most likely one to wear your nail polish
-he likes black polish the most
-the most reluctant out of the bunch
-it took him a lot of convincing but when he saw how happy it made you, there's no way he could refuse
-he doesn't love it, he's very old fashioned and doesn't really enjoy such feminine things
-but he likes being close and having a quiet intimate moment
-the only part he likes about it is seeing your focused face and feeling your hand hold his
-he enjoys hearing the random little thoughts you have while focusing
-he doesn’t like the time it takes for his nails to dry, so when you’re not looking he’ll shake his hands around at vampire speed to dry them
-also he doesn’t hate the compliments you give him, especially how nice hinds hands look when he’s playing piano
-prefers the fancier, more elegant colors (like gold, or muted tones)
-would have his nails done the least
Carlisle x reader - Years
Hii could I request a Carlisle Cullen x reader where it’s just really fluffy? They’ve been married for centuries but are still in their “honeymoon phase” which everyone admires (or are jealous of hahaha) you can do whatever you want, i just need fluff🥰 - @peterwandaparker 💜
You’d been away for a while visiting some of your friends you hadn’t seen for a few years.
When you came home, you found Carlisle stood at the doorway with a bunch of wild flowers in his hands.
“What’re you doing love?” You chuckled.
Carlisle wondered over, standing behind you as he started to place the flowers in your hair.
“I decided to pick a flower for each day you were away. Just as something to do to pass the time.”
“And working isn’t enough?”
You hummed, waiting for him to finished before turning around, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Carlisle hummed, pressing a kiss to your forehead, nose and finally lips before he pulled away slightly.
“You’re very cheesy.”
“You love me though.” He smiled.
Carlisle picked you up, and carried you inside while you closed your eyes, leaning your head against his chest.
“How’re you to still so happy?” Emmett chuckled.
“It’s called being in love.” You mused.
Carlisle set you down and wrapped and arm around your waist as he rested his head on your shoulder.
Leaning back in his touch, you watched as the others all came around.
“I hope to be that happy in years to come.” Alice smiled.
“I think we all do.” Edward nodded.
Everyone smiled as they looked at the pair of you.
You were literally like two kids in love, always small gestures and reminding one another that you’re perfect and that you love each other.
You made your way over to the balcony and rested your arms on the rail and Carlisle walked over to stand with you flicking his eyes to you with a smile on his face.
You were absolutely perfect standing there with that smile on your face.
You flicked your gaze to him before looking away, lightly bumping your hip against yours.
“Stop staring Cullen.”
“Come on, can’t I look at my wife?”
You rolled your eyes and took his hand in yours as you held it.
Nearly two hundred years and your still amazed as to how you landed this man
What pet names or nick names would the cullens use for their significant other? :)
a/n: Yes of course! Thank you so much for sending requests, if you are the same person, it made my day when I arrived from the store!
Pet Names The Cullens Would Use
Carlisle would use standard, yet romantic, names.
“My love” would certainly be his favourite.
Especially when he greeted you whenever you, or he himself, came home from work.
“My love, I’m home!” And it’d follow with a warm smile, and a kiss on the forehead.
Or, “My love, you’re home!” And he’d get up from wherever he was seated at, and go over to you and bring you close by holding your waist, then kissing your forehead, then your cheek.
He’d definitely use “Dear”, too, but less often as “my love”.
I certainly feel like he’d stick to the more “Darlin’, I’m home!” Sort of 50s family sitcom stereotype.
“Darlin’” is said by him about 63 times a day.
“Darlin’, look at this,” he’d say as he showed you something.
“Darlin’, come here,”
“I miss you so much, Darlin’. I can’t wait for you to get back.” He’d say as you both were on a phone call, distanced from the other.
His accent makes it so much better and smoother.
Imagine him feeling *needy* and he’s just like,
“Darlin’, I- uhh, need ya for somethin’.”
oh my god
Alice has a more bubbly personality, so I feel like she’d switch up the pet names every once in a while.
One month, it’d be: “Sweetheart”.
The next it’d be: “Baby”.
The one she’d use the most would have to be “Honey”.
You’d asked her about it, why she’d call you that out of all of the names she’d given you, and she responded with:
“Oh, no reason, you’re just my honey :)”
Literally the cutest <3
Probably not into nicknames, it most likely reminds her of her ex-fiancé.
However, she’d call you a shorter version of your name.
If your name was too short to be shortened, she’d call you “dove”.
The definition for dove is; “Bird Of Peace.”
Whenever you come into eye-range of Rose, she becomes instantly happier, you are the light of her life - her escape.
As demonstrated with Rosalie in the first Twilight film, during the baseball scene, he used “babe”.
“Babe” is simpler for him to say; it’s one syllable, and goes along with just about any sentence.
And he looooves dragging it out to get something from you.
“Baaaaabe! Please? Just one more match?” He’d say after a wresting match.
Or, “Baaaabe, please?” For just about anything.
He’d occasionally use, “Baby”, whenever he wanted a little change in his everyday life, and a raised eyebrow from you, wondering why he changed it all of the sudden.
Probably would use some dumb shit like “Pookie” or something.
After an argument, let’s say, and you’re ignoring him;
Edward crossed his legs as he sat on your bed behind you. You had your back facing him and you were reading a book to clear your mind from the small argument you and Edward had just a few moments prior, but also just to ignore him. Ignoring him was such a difficult situation with Edward, because he could read every thought that passed through your brain. “I know you’re still thinking of me.” He whispered, his chin resting on his left hand. You continued to ignore him further, giving Edward a feeling of aggravation and frustration. He smiled mischievously as he scooted closer to your frame, your eyes drifting of the page you were on for a moment attempting to see what he was getting at. He rested his chin on your left shoulder blade as he brought his hands up your back, then trailed them down to your hands. You had dropped the book on your lap moments ago, forgetting even why you were mad at him as he entangled your hands with his, his chin still resting on the blade of your shoulder. “Hey,” he began, gaining your attention before your eyes fluttered closed. You hummed to him as a response, your mind still a little foggy. “You’re my pookie.” Your eyes snapped opened and you turned to face him, “What?” You said, attempting to feign your smile. “I said, ‘you’re my pookie.” Edward repeated himself as he brought a hand of his own to your jawline, bringing your face closer to his. You chuckled, so quiet that if Edward didn’t have his hearing enhanced, he wouldn’t of heard it. “What does that even mean?” “I don’t know.” He’d say as he brought your lips to his.
Would keep it short and simple like “love” or “my beloved”.
She would absolutely adore you .
“My beloved, I made you (favourite food) for dinner.”
“Love, I have a new book for you to read.”
Absolutely would treasure you for the rest of your eternal lives.
A/N; i laughed while making this tbh
pairings; twilight x reader
warnings; language, weed
getting high with them | twilight headcannon
• honestly he’s so chill you wouldn’t even notice that he was
• not that he’d tell you anyways
• for him it’d be a one time thing, something he would try and never lay his eyes on again
• so basically he’s his regular self, maybe a little more stressed out
• 0/10 he didn’t enjoy the experience at all
• just no
• you could cry and beg her all you wanted but never in a million years would she ever try it
• to be completely honest she’d be offended you’d even ask
• he’d be so disgusted that you’d even offer to him
• our boys old, and he grew up in a time where it was frowned upon so you can’t really blame him
• but once you’d finally get him game it was HILARIOUS
• he’d start like spilling all kinds of edgy emo lyrics
• he’d basically turn into an edge lord and spill out all his feelings to you
• human bella wouldn’t enjoy any second of it
• she’d try it and she’d be chill but it was kind of a no go for her
• she’s chill when she’s high, nothing really special she kinda just stays the same
• now vampire bella is definitely a lot funnier
• she matches your energy and is a lot easier to have a good time with
• nah because he’s fun
• he’d smoke with you, and hangout and vibe and have a good time
• he wouldn’t do it without you though
• like if anybody else asked he’d decline
• wasn’t big on the idea but enjoyed the experience with you
• would do it with you only again
• it’d be damn near impossible to even get her to try
• she thought it was ridiculous and childish but if it would make you happy
• she tried to match your energy though she wasn’t enjoying any second of it
• very bad experience for her but she enjoyed seeing you happy
• y’all already know he’s down for anything especially if it was smoking pot with his bae
• he’s so much fun
• he enjoyed every second of it and even suggested it become something normal you guys did together
• he loves it and would definitely do it again
• she was down for it
• she was chill, and she gave off good vibes
• it definitely made her a lot happier
• her usual mopey self was funny and loud
• but like the others she wouldn’t do it if you weren’t around or doing it with her
• i love riley but i feel like he’s the type of guy to be like “any girl that smokes is unattractive”
• so it’d be pretty hard to get him to try
• he’d make fun of you for doing it
• he’s a hater fr
• nah because my girl is so fun
• she’s always down for whatever with you so you already know she was down to try it
• even sober she’s fun but when high she’s even better to be around
• she enjoyed the experience with you and would definitely do it again
• nah she’d be so paranoid the entire time
• “(y/n), did you hear that?!”
• “girl chill out it was just the leaves”
• would start going on about some random lady she almost scrapped the week prior
• she had fun, she’d probably do it again tbh
do I hate twilight? absolutely.
do i absolutely love twilight? undoubtedly.
Preferences: how they react to their mate having an identical twin
He would be the most surprised by this; he has worked for decades to dull his reaction to the smell of blood so humans all smell very much the same. When you first got together, he would mistake them for you once or twice but now he can notice the subtle differences in your appearances.
The more, the merrier is generally how this angel feels about her family so she is more than welcoming. Her face lights up brightly when she sees the closeness a twin bond brings.
This is the one who struggles the most with your twin. Not because she has a problem with them but because she can’t help but compare your life to theirs and hate all of the human things she’s taking away by being with you.
Oooh boy, he is the king of “hot sibling jokes”. Emmett would constantly tease you about how your sibling is so attractive but he only does it to see the exasperated smile grace your face.
Knew there were two of you before she met you. At first, she would get frustrated because she’d have visions of the seemingly same person doing drastically different things but once she figured out you were twins, she could See you more quickly
Jasper struggles because your twin smells just like you and he loves you enough to restrain himself but when your twin is right there, smelling just as good, it’s almost too much for his self control. He would pretend to not be able to tell you apart but wouldn’t have any problems doing so.
Doesn’t even realize you’re twins because he’s so focused on reading your minds instead of your faces. It doesn’t phase him though, it’s nice you have someone in your life.
She is the only one that can immediately tell you apart. Bella is very intuitive and observant so she’ll be able to come up and put her arms around you every time when you’re standing with your twin
𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 || 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 🖤
𝐜𝐰: 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞
Breath fogged the glass, raindrops gathering and racing to slide down the window. The rain matched the tears that freely flowed down your cheeks, your shaking body curled up in the back corner of the little bus that took you across the country.
“I need your help.”
“Of course, what is it?”
“I need somewhere to go. Somewhere far from Miami. Carlisle, I have nobody.”
“Come to Forks. You’ll be safe here.”
Thick, lush forest reached into the sky, creating a shield around the rocky, stormy coastline. The hot beaches were a distant memory, along with the man that had sent you running for the new town in the farthest corner of the country.
The sun set, sending Forks into a deep darkness, any light from the stars covered by heavy clouds. Street lamps whipped by, blurring as you were taken to the center of the town, to the bus stop where you prayed the doctor was waiting for you.
The driver handed you your suitcase, staring a little too long at the dark bruises on your skin. Nausea rose in your throat, though you couldn’t have been the first person fleeing their ex.
“Someone comin’ for you?” The driver asked, and you nodded, the rain soaking your skin, making your clothes stick to your body as you stood on the tarmac.
Headlights came around the corner, shining on your trembling form. Your name was lost in the wind as the driver called, before the door opened and he stepped out.
“Hey,” Carlisle embraced you, his white button down soaking in the rain as he held you.
“Carlisle—” you began to cry before any explanation could come out.
He didn’t need it, the bruises and scrapes on your body filling in enough of the information. He held your face, unsure what was tears and what was rain, his icy heart breaking at your sad gaze.
“You’re freezing. Let’s get you home. Have you got any bags?” Carlisle offered gently.
“Just this,” you mumbled, holding the backpack, embarrassed that you’d barely made it out with anything.
He opened the car door for you, helping you inside and setting your bag on the floor. He flipped the heater on, hoping it would help your shivering, though he suspected it was more than just the cold.
You rode to the outskirts of town, to the edge of the forest where his huge home was positioned. Walls of glass allowed a view into the warm, loving house, a few figures moving inside, laughing and talking.
Carlisle parked in the garage, ushering you inside.
“Can I clean up?” Your voice was soft with embarrassment.
You felt out of place in his perfect home, a wreck of broken pieces amongst his pristine life.
“Of course. Have a hot shower — Alice will give you something to wear. And then I’d like to take a look at your injuries, if you’re alright with that,” he spoke quietly, and you nodded.
The bathroom door sealed shut behind you, your clothes pulled off and tossed into the dryer before you stepped under a stream of hot water. It soothed your cold bones, the soap stinging your battered skin.
When the water finally shut off, you wrapped yourself in a towel from the warmer, going to stand in front of the illuminated mirrors. You rubbed your hair, trying to get as much of the moisture out as you could before changing into the shorts and loose tee shirt Alice had left for you.
Carlisle prepared his first aid equipment in his office, the room that now had a bed in it, set up for you. It pained him to see you so hurt, his fragile past lover that had coming running when you needed protection.
He looked up at the sound of your voice, taking in the sight of you, a welcome presence he had missed around the house. Carlisle beckoned you to him, his hands catching yours.
“Can I take a look at you?”
You climbed up on his exam table, trying to stay calm as he gently inspected your injuries, wincing as he properly cleaned and bandaged the scrapes. He praised you for being a stellar patient, earning a small smile.
“I’m just checking for internal bleeding,” he explained, gently touching your torso, pulling an x-ray screen over you.
His hand was soft, the first time someone had touched you gently in as long as you could remember. Tears started to well at your lashes as you realized that Carlisle had been the last person to touch you softly, that no one had been tender in the time.
“Everything looks good. You just need to heal,” Carlisle said finally, helping you sit up.
“Thank you, doctor,” you gazed up at him, wishing he would pull you into his arms and promise you everything was going to be okay.
He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the top of your head before helping you down, leading you into the kitchen where there was hot soup. He scooped a bowl, setting it in front of you on the table, smiling as you hungrily spooned it into your mouth.
“How long did he hit you? Your husband?” Carlisle asked, taking the seat across from you, his hand wrapping around a cup of tea.
“A few months,” you confessed.
His knuckles paled as his grip tightened on the teacup, the thought of anyone, let alone someone you had trusted, laying a hand on you so violently. You were mortified, unable to explain why you had stayed with him, especially now that you were faced with the only man you had ever truly loved.
“You didn’t deserve that,” Carlisle reached out and took your hand in his, both for his comfort and for your own.
“Sometimes it felt like it,” you confessed, your other, shaking, hand raising to cover your mouth as you held in a sob.
“You’re safe now.”
You laid under a quilt, staring at Carlisle’s quiet office, listening to him get ready for bed in the master bedroom across the hall. Your body shivered under the blankets, though not from the cold. Your vision blurred with tears, nightmares creeping up and sinking their talons into you, threatening to tear you apart. The air was restricted from your lungs as your throat closed, preventing you from calming yourself down.
Carlisle rose out of bed at the sound of your distressed breathing. He softly pushed the door to his office open, walking to the small bed you were curled up on.
“Hey, hey, breathe,” he whispered, rubbing your back, rousing you out of sleep.
You sat up suddenly, startling awake from the nightmare, your chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. Carlisle’s arms circled around you, holding you against his strong chest. Your arms wrapped around his neck, clinging to him tightly as you cried into his shoulder.
“You’re okay, it’s just me,” he murmured against your cheek, softly pressing a kiss to your skin.
“Carlisle,” you wept his name, your fingers gripping the shirt that clung to his back.
“I know, love. I know.”
The hands ticked around the clock as he held you, keeping you safe in his arms, even after you managed to fall back asleep. He didn’t want you to fall victim to more nightmares, letting you sleep on his chest the rest of the night.
Forks was unaware the sun rose, thick, dark stormclouds keeping the sky dark. When your lashes fluttered open, you had no idea what time it was, but your body was curled into Carlisle’s side, the doctor typing away on his laptop as he worked, trying his best not to disturb you.
“Sorry,” you mumbled blearily, sitting up and rubbing your eyes as you grew embarrassed about waking up on him.
“Don’t be. How are you feeling?” he questioned, standing up to pour you a cup of coffee from the pot in the corner, adding just a bit of cream the way you liked.
“Like nobody has loved me in a very, very long time,” you whispered honestly, pulling your knees to your chest.
“I never stopped loving you,” Carlisle confessed, suddenly speaking the words you longed to hear.
He tenderly touched your cheek, cautiously pressing a kiss to your lips, wanting to go slow, knowing the trauma ran deep. He was surprised when you leaned into his touch, craving it, as if Carlisle’s gentleness could wash away the memories of the violence you had endured.
“You’re here with me now, and you’re safe. Nobody is going to ever hurt you again. Here, you will always be loved,” Carlisle promised, wrapping you in his embrace.
Wanna Bet? (Cullen Family x reader)
You winced and made a face at the cup of dark red liquid in your hands and glanced around at the eager faces encouraging you to drink. No, it wasn’t red wine, unless you asked the seven vampires who surrounded you, which to them, it probably would be. “Go on, Y/N, just one sip. If you don’t like it, you won’t have to drink it again,” Esme’s calm voice reached your ears. You couldn’t believe you were about to do this. And did blood always look this..thick?
And is it supposed to? You tried to gaslight yourself into thinking that no, you’re not about to drink blood, but a very red smoothie that only looked like it. A very red, very warm smoothie that you left out. You knew that if you stood there any longer, you wouldn’t ever do it, so, without thinking about it you brought the cup up to your lips and without sniffing it, you took a tiny sip. There; now it’s over and done with, although you’d never drink it again. It was terrible, and you tried so hard not to gag and spit it out.
“Oh god, that shit’s nasty. I can’t believe I actually did it.” Edward had gotten you a glass of water so you could rinse your mouth out; you swished your mouth out with half of the water and gulped the rest down. “Well Emmett, it’s time to pay up. You now owe me ten thousand dollars,” Jasper said, smiling as he did so, and Emmett walked up the stairs, muttering about how it wasn’t fair when Jasper had the advantage of Alice’s vision. “What are you going to do with ten thousand dollars?” you asked although, you already knew: Alice would use it to take you on a day long shopping spree, but knowing her, she could probably spend that much money in only one store in less than an hour.
“So, I already have the perfect outfit in mind..” And she proceeded to tell you outfit inspiration that involved thigh high stilettos, form fitting shirts and crop tops and makeup ideas. “Hey Alice? Let’s just take it slow okay? We’ll start with the basics and go from there.”
a/n: sorry this took so long, and that it’s so short. work has been an absolute bitch
Being Alice and Jasper’s Adopted Daughter Headcanons
Pronouns used: she/her
Warnings: slight description of blood/death
(A/n): this is a monster of a headcanon oh my god- I did not mean for it to get this long
unedited/not proofread bc I’m getting ready for work
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I feel like you’d just be a baby that the Cullens found on their doorstep when they were coming back from a hunt
No note, no identifiers, nothing
Carlisle couldn’t even find any medical records in any nearby hospitals that showed that you actually existed
So he assumed that either you were a home birth or you were born far away from their current location
Either way, Carlisle wasn’t just about to feed you to the wolves by giving you to an orphanage
No he’s heard about how cruel the foster care system can be nowadays
He decided to keep you and make your last name Cullen
They either called you ‘Cullen’ or ‘Mystery Baby’ for the next couple of days until they could brainstorm a name for you
They got Esme breaking out the baby name databases and books because she didn’t want to keep calling a living thing ‘Baby’
Eventually one night Alice saw a glimpse of an older version of you taking shaky steps, assumably your first steps
She saw Jasper quickly crouch next to her with his arms held out and a massive smile on his face
She saw herself move to crouch next to him
They were both encouraging you
“C’mon darlin’ you can do it!”
“Come to Mommy, (Y/n)!”
To her disappointment, the vision ended when you fell into her arms and her and Jasper brought you into a gentle group hug
She started to refer to you as (Y/n) and that caught on with the family
When she told Jasper about them eventually parenting you, the poor man was terrified that he was going to hurt you
You were so delicate in his scarred hands
He already had a hard time controlling his urges as it was, but he managed
But now being around a human for more time than he expected?
He’s definitely down for some exposure therapy
Quickly falls in love with you especially when you’re not fussy
There’s nothing like the pure, untainted happiness that he felt from you when you were a baby
That happiness would start to mellow out bit by bit as you grew older, however he didn’t mind
As long as you were happy and content with yourself, he’s happy
Starts to call you nicknames, mostly things that get you to laugh when he says them in a high-pitched voice
June bug, darlin, peach, flower, literally anything that gets you to laugh
He’s often seen around the house with you on his hip and him talking to you in baby talk
Almost faints when your first word is ‘dada’
Carlisle had to remind himself that his ‘son’ physically cannot lose consciousness
When you start to get better at walking you would copy his posture and the way he clasped his hands behind his back elegantly
Would teach you how to waltz when you saw it in a Disney movie
He’d just look down at little you looking up at him with the utmost adoration
Frilly tutu around your waist
Tiara sitting crookedly on your head
Hair messily tied into two uneven ponytails
Only up to his mid-thigh
And his heart would just melt
Jasper stared at you for a moment with a blank expression on his face before he smiled warmly and fixed the tiara sitting on your head so that it wouldn’t fall off. After tying his hair up and playing some random cassette tape Edward had laying around, he extended his hand towards you. “Care for a dance, little lady?”
Excitement exuded from your every pore as you slapped your hand into his, making him chuckle. He bowed, playfully smirking at the sight of you bouncing on the balls of your feet. He gently grabbed your other hand and guided you to stand on top of his socked feet.
He started to box step carefully to the piano’s slow tempo, smiling down at you fondly as you watched the pattern that his feet were stepping in. Your head was ducked down so that you could see your feet move with the music, giving him full sight of the hair falling out of your twin ponytails.
“Did you do your hair yourself, darlin?”
You looked up at him with a large smile, “yeah! Do you like it?”
“I love it,” he emphasized, hiding his amusement. “You’re going to have to do your ma’s sometime.”
“But you have more hair,” you pointed out with wide, doe eyes. A mixture of fondness and dread arose in Jasper when those adorable eyes lit up like you just had the best idea in the world. “Can I do your hair?”
“...Maybe later,” he shoved the nervousness out of the laugh that came from him. Don’t get him wrong, he absolutely adores you, however the last time you did his hair he found glitter in it months later. To distract you from wanting to butcher his hair, he moved so that he could twirl you in a circle with a hand still holding yours. God, your giggles and the happiness he felt from you made him feel like he was on Cloud Nine.
The piano’s music slowly came to a stop and a peaceful silence draped over you both before a loud snare drum took its place. Jasper furrowed his brows at the swing and fast paced tempo of the jazz song, since when did Edward listen to this genre? However his confusion was wiped clean when he heard your giddy giggle and the loud exclamation of ‘Benny Goodman!’
With a loud laugh, he scooped you up into his arms effortlessly and started to bounce you to the beat. You squealed, wrapping an arm around his neck and holding onto his free hand for dear life.
Meanwhile around the corner, Alice smiled warmly at the scene, making sure to capture every moment on her camera. Photos of you standing on his feet with you both smiling at each other had to be her favorite out of the multitude of pictures she caught of you both. All of a sudden, Jasper’s eyes locked with hers.
He grinned at her, subtly jerking his head backwards and beckoning her to him. She swears that Jasper’s favorite hobby is to steal her heart and make her fall for him all over again. The camera was forgotten on a table as she joined them on the festivities, her husband wrapping his free arm around her waist and her daughter perking up when she saw her.
“Are you two having a dance party without me?” Alice playfully gasped out.
Jasper smirked at her, making sparks erupt in her stomach. With his free arm, he brought her flush against his side and bent down slightly to place a kiss on her lips. She reached up to cup his face before an exclamation of ‘ew!’ interrupted them. They parted to see you scrunching up your nose in disgust. A warm laugh left both of them before Alice stretched up to press a kiss to your forehead.
The small family spent hours dancing to whatever music Edward had in stock, Jasper balancing his attention equally between you and his wife. By the time your head was lolling onto Jasper’s shoulder, they decided to put an end to it. The music was turned off, Alice gently fixed your hair, and together they took you to your room.
Thoughts of him dancing with you on your wedding day came to mind only briefly while he was dancing with you
Though he wouldn’t admit it, he tears up occasionally when he thinks about it too much (it’s enough to make a grown man cry)
She absolutely adores the dynamic you both have
She’s always next to him in the early days of your life partially to reassure her husband that he wouldn’t hurt you and partially because she can’t get enough of how cute you both were together
Once he became more confident around you she gave him some time alone with you
But just because she loves seeing Jasper with you doesn’t mean that she doesn’t steal you for herself
She had an entire wardrobe prepared for you the second she saw that you were going to be her daughter
You’d be the flyest baby on the block with an outfit for every occasion
Playing in the mud? You got yourself some cute rain boots and a little froggy raincoat
Going for a stroll in the middle of the night when nobody can get you to sleep? Some skechers, a jacket, and jeans
Basically you’re set for life in the clothes and family department
She would hum songs to you to get you to calm down if you were upset
Mainly songs that she faintly remembers calmed her little sister down when she was a baby
She’d use her precognition to her advantage
“Don’t throw that sweetheart, here have a plushie instead!”
“No, we don’t eat sand. Instead we eat… applesauce! You do want applesauce, right?”
Always avoids making messes
Talks to you like you’re a fully grown adult
“What do you think about this shirt with these jeans?” *unintelligible baby noises* “Yeah I think so, too.”
For your first halloween, she dresses you up as a mini-dracula bc let’s face it: the Cullens probs would dress up as vampires for halloween at one point
When you start talking and walking she’s over the moon with happiness
With each word you add to your vocabulary Jasper and Alice are quick to make sure that you knew what the word meant before celebrating
I’d imagine that you’d have a little bit of a southern twang to your words because of how often you repeat what Jasper says
Things get a little tense around the house when you start to parrot everything
Running was fun as well, tag became a favorite between you, her, and Jasper to play
Of course they could easily outspeed you, but where’s the fun in that?
However to their dismay they can’t be with you 24/7 because of school (before you start attending school with them)
In comes Esme
She’d make sure that you weren’t too bored when everybody except for you and her were out of the house
Starts stashing toys and coloring books around the house for you
100% baby-proofs the house the second you started to crawl
She has experience with children as she was a teacher for a bit before she turned
She handles most of your childhood education until you reach first grade
Makes sure that you knew about the various types of plants and animals that live around your house
Alice and Jasper are only slightly shocked when you start to break out the scientific names and eating berries when you’re older
Walks through the forest with her when both of you want to get out of the house
The go-to person for advice on your life
Whether it be on crushes, conflicts, or even just a little venting session, she would always listen to you
Also makes sure that the others don’t do anything too grown-up around you if Alice or Jasper weren’t around
Mainly Emmett when Rosalie wasn’t around
Dear god Rosalie would absolutely adore you
You could catch her usually with you the most whenever your parents or Esme wasn’t around
Alice actually was worried for a couple of months that you liked Rosalie more than her
You see a different side of her than the others usually see
Instead of the cold exterior, you see nothing but warmth, fun, love, and longing
Everything you do when you’re younger (and even into your teen years) in her eyes is cute/endearing
Accidentally making a catastrophic mess? She’s cooing at you in her arms while the others take care of it
Your first prank on Emmett (admittedly with some help from her)? Rounds of applause
The horrible recorder recital that happened when you were in like 4th grade? You’re suddenly the most skilled person in this household, hands down
She would make sure that you know your worth and that you’re completely confident in your body when you get older
As the girlboss (and occasionally gatekeep) representative of gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss, she would remind you that you don’t need a significant other to be happy in life
However would support you 100% if you do have an s/o
That’s after she does some research on them and gains complete trust in the person that they’re good at heart
She really doesn’t want what happened to her to happen to you
Would take you on shopping trips to bond, dragging Emmett with you both for a second opinion when either Esme or Alice wasn’t available
This guy would be the proudest uncle there ever was
He would mainly call you nicknames like little dude, tyke, mini-Jasper, or string bean being a couple of the many nicknames he has for you
Gets excited when you get excited
Your main hype man
You got a good grade on your test? “Dude, that's sick!”
You made a friend? “Nice! What’s their name?”
You had a good day? “Tell me all about it!”
Would definitely sit you on his shoulder and parades you around the house
Doesn’t matter what age you are
Would let you win in an arm wrestling match if you challenged him to one
Just like Jasper he’d be incredibly cautious around you, making sure that he watches his strength
The one you discuss pop culture with
“Hey, Uncle Emmett?”
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“I just lost the game” (and now you did, too :D)
If it’s just the two of you, you are the only one with impulse control
You weren’t raised to not consider the consequences of your actions
However you know how to do a good prank as well when you have a vendetta
Prank wars would spring up between you both when you’re older
Usually starts when Emmett decides to prank either of your parents and you decide to avenge them
Emmett would end up with neon pink hair for a couple of weeks, jumpscared at every corner, and his dinner replaced with fake blood
You would get icy water drenched on you, some of your things encased in jello, and matching green hair
Truces would only be made when you both realize that out-pranking the other simply isn’t possible
Emmett would most likely take pranks too far
And that’s where you come in, the certified damage control
It’s sometimes hard steering Emmett in another direction when he has his mind set on something
“It’ll all be fine, string bean. Eddie won’t be too mad.”
Edward was mad, but never really mad at you
Usually when he was around you were calm for the most part
He’d just have to put on some classical music or play the piano for you and you’d relax
He got you on classical music once he heard that you were going to officially become part of the family
He’d be damned if there’d be anything but Debussy blasting in the house once you’ve hit your teen years
Teaches you piano when you’re old enough
The grand piano that sat in the living room was something you avoided playing around as a kid because you knew how important it was to Edward
He could feel his undead heart clenching in his chest when he first heard that in your thoughts, but not that he’d admit it or acknowledge the look of confusion Jasper threw his way
Edward immediately being able to tell what you needed before you could talk
“God she’s so fussy I don’t know-”
Your thoughts are quiet and pleasant
If you want a moment of peace and quiet and away from everyone, he’d totally stash you in his room for a bit and just sit in comfortable silence
He actually enjoyed listening to your thoughts develop as you aged
He finds it really interesting to see you become your own person and develop your own interests
With Carlisle, I feel like he’d play doctor with you more often than not
Would let you use some of his personal equipment if he knows that you probably won’t break it
He would sit down on the floor and show you how to use them
And then he would play patient
“Doctor Cullen, what’s my temperature?” “Three” (probably accurate)
Go-to guy for scraped knees and sore throats
If you have any questions that the others couldn’t answer about your human-ness, he’d have answers for you
If he had a bad day at the hospital, coming home to the sight of Esme playing with a baby you would immediately brighten up his day
Would do his best to keep the Volturi away from you, and he succeeds for the first fifteen years of your life
They came to the agreement that you would be turned when you’re older, at the age of 18
He keeps this information to himself for a year or so, waiting so that you would understand what had to happen
However that doesn’t mean that the rest of the family doesn’t know
There were differing reactions
The others would eventually accept that it has to happen, Rosalie would always be against it
Alice feels sick at the thought of having to turn you eventually, but with the help of Jasper, she learns to live more in the moment instead of looking to the future
Jasper also is against the idea, not wanting you to have to go through that
Esme is saddened that you would have to die, but she knows that it has to happen
Edward is indifferent, as he accepted that your death would have to be something he’d have to see if you stayed human, reasons that at least they didn’t have to worry about seeing that anymore
Emmett would feel the guiltiest at withholding this information from you and doesn’t know how to feel
It’s decided that Alice and Jasper should be the ones to fully explain the situation at hand
They sit you down on your bed one day, sitting you between them
They explain everything
Jasper was hyper focused on your emotions, making sure that you aren’t too overwhelmed
Alice would know exactly what to say because she saw it before it happened
Understandably, you’re upset that they hid that from you for so long because you’re entitled to be aware of something like that
You knew that something was off about a year ago when nobody except Edward would look you in the eye for a while
Even Emmett’s big personality was dulled down around you
Some words were said on your end that you were sure you would regret later the second they left your lips
You sneak out for a bit to process your thoughts on the topic
Of course they know that you snuck out, how couldn’t they with the power of precognition and the fact that they hear everything?
They let you, knowing that you’re safe in their territory and you know your way around
You spend a couple of hours out there, not being able to shake the feeling of being watched
You grit your teeth when you hear footsteps start behind you once again when you begin walking again. When will they get the hint that you wanted to be alone? “You’re not being subtle, you know,” you were hoping that your tone would be enough for whoever was following you to get the hint and give you some privacy, but the footsteps started up once more. Except, they were closer than before and showed no sign of stopping.
You turned to fully face whoever was going to come out of the foliage, expecting either your parents or Carlisle to emerge. Instead a tall woman came out, dark red eyes scanning every inch of your body. Icy dread washed over you when you caught sight of those eyes; this was a hungry vampire out for your blood.
“You caught me,” she whispered. Her eyes were stretched wide with a sardonic smile on her face, hands waving in the air before dropping back to her sides.
“Who are you, do you know who’s land you’re on?” You took a step backwards, mentally bracing yourself for a fight.
She followed your steps before disappearing completely. Before you could even react to her disappearance, she was behind you with an arm pressing your body to her chest and a chilled hand gripping your hair at the top of your head. “It doesn’t matter who’s property I’m on. I’m just here for a little snack.”
Her breath brushed your ear, but that wasn’t what sent shivers down your spine. No, it was the tone of her voice. It had a certain edge, something that could only be described as some sort of sick pleasure, like she couldn’t wait to sink her teeth into your flesh and drink you dry.
You put all of your strength into your arms before sending your elbows under her ribs. A grunt left her, but she didn’t let you go; in fact, she tightened her grip on you and jerked your head to the side, giving her full access to the side of your neck.
“Your little heart is just a-racing, isn’t it?” She breathily chuckled, burying her nose into the crook of your neck and deeply inhaling. “You smell marvelous, my dear. Simply marvelous.”
“Get off of me,” you spat, struggling against her more.
“How adorable, you actually think you have a chance,” she cooed before an indescribable pain erupted on the side of your neck. Fire coarses through your veins and wreaks havoc on your body, a whimper being the only thing that you could produce. Weakness began to seep deep within your bones, you’ve never felt this tired before. She was latched onto you, and you weren’t going to be able to get her off. You were dying, you realized with a spike of alarm.
Your fight gradually died down to a mere twitching of your fingers as a chill swept through your body. Eventually, your knees buckled and you were sent to the floor. She followed your descent with a displeased hum, a disciplinary flick being delivered to your forehead. Swiftly after that she was ripped off from your neck; you weren’t sure where she went, however you didn’t have the mental strength to ponder.
Sleep sounds great right now, you were exhausted. However, the pressure on your neck made you snap awake. Blurs of spiked black and slicked back blond swirled in your vision. A shaking hand was placed on your cheek and stroked your hair gently. Subconsciously, you leaned into it.
“Mom?” You squinted at her, trying to see her clearly. The picture slowly became clearer; Carlisle on your one side with his eyes trained on your neck, Esme readying some sort of cloth, and Alice directly above you.
“Yes,” she answered, her voice breathy and quiet. “It’s me, honey. Don’t talk, you need your strength.”
“But- Dad. Where-” You strained your neck to lift up from the leafy terrain below only to be gently pushed down.
“You need to stay still,” Carlisle gently told you as he repositioned his hold on your neck. He frowned, “Esme, I need that towel.” When he removed the cloth on your neck, it was soaked through with blood. The warmth on the side of your neck became the only thing you felt besides the feeling of Alice’s hand on your face. When you flicked your eyes back to her, she was tightly closing her eyes; it must be difficult for her to stay in control with this much blood present.
“I’m not going to live, am I?”
The whimper that escaped past Alice’s pursed lips, the way Carlisle clenched his jaw and put more pressure on your neck, and Esme’s deep frown was all that you needed to confirm your fate. You couldn’t even bring yourself to feel sorry for yourself, only focusing on the irony of the situation.
“I’m sorry,” you murmured, keeping your eyes on Alice. “If I hadn’t been so dramatic-”
Alice shushed you, a wobbling smile stretching her lips. “Nonsense,” she whispered. “It was wrong of us to keep something like that from you for so long.”
“I shouldn’t have said what I said,” you drew in a sharp breath when the fire in your veins intensified. Still, you pushed through. “I’m sorry, Momma. I’m so sorry-” A choking sensation cut you off. Coughs racked your weak frame and stole the air from your lungs. You were blacking out as your senses became fully dulled and your consciousness slipped. The only thing you truly felt was the pain.
Alice and Jasper did their best to keep you comfortable while you were in the process of turning
They did not leave your side once during the first three days
Jasper could feel everything you were feeling
Instinctively, he wanted to stay as far away from you to get away from the pain
But he didn’t want to leave you or Alice alone
He tried his best to at least give you some form of tranquility and comfort Alice
Regrets not being with you when you died, but his anger towards the newborn was far too powerful
Alice was devastated
Thinks that it’s her fault that she didn’t see what was to happen earlier
You had initially died in her arms, someone that had been such a light in their life shouldn’t have been snuffed out so early
She understands fully well that there was nothing Carlisle could have done to save you, the vampire had done too much damage to your carotid artery and jugular
However she couldn’t help the resentment she felt for the doctor for not being able to perform a miracle
The others had to physically drag them away from you so that they wouldn’t run themselves into the ground
The only reason that they agreed to it was because Esme mentioned that you probably wouldn’t want to see your parents like that
They’re at your side when you wake up
You make up with them
They’re just happy that you’re still with them
When you see what you look like for the first time, they didn’t really know what to expect
“Oh my god, I’m… pretty”
“You always were, darlin”
Jasper, having the most experience with newborns, eases you into your new abilities and uses his gift to lessen your overwhelming feelings
Alice is quick to pick you up when you’re feeling down about yourself
You run into a couple of trees when you first try out your speed, but what vampire hasn’t??
Arm wrestling with Emmett where he finally isn’t holding back
When you go back to school and get more stares than usual and you can hear everything they’re saying about you, you try not to show how uncomfortable you were
Walking in with Edward once, rumors of you two dating arose and stuck with you both for months
Needless to say, you didn’t walk in with Edward again
Instead, you walk beside Alice and Jasper
Forgetting to ‘breathe’ occasionally
Hunting with your parents when you need to let some steam out
You like Bella when she joins the family, however you don’t like the chaos that she brings
She was a nice girl and a fresh breath of air, but it’s like she was a damn magnet for trouble!
It didn’t help that her blood was tantalizing
Her birthday party was just a little torturous
By a little, you meant very because it was the longest you’ve been around her
You just couldn’t help yourself when she got a paper cut, and Jasper couldn’t either
Siding with Rosalie sometimes and siding with Edward sometimes because all you want is for her to be smart with her decisions
From the James situation, to the Volterra situation, to the shifter situation, and finally fighting for your cousin’s right to live all within the span of a couple of years was draining
When you got some tolerance for her scent, you and Alice were some of her closest friends in the coven
Never really liking Jacob, just tolerating him so that Bella would be happy
Almost murdering him when he imprints on Renesmee because what the fuck dude that is a literal child
Being put on the sidelines for most of the battles and not being too happy about it
Luckily everything smooths out in the end and you have your peaceful family once more
how they'd react to you (their mate) getting hurt/killed in the breaking dawn battle
Characters included: Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, Edward, Bella, Seth, Embry, Sam, Leah, Jacob.
~ Carlisle always had confidence in your ability to fight but that doesn't mean he wasn't protective. He did his absolute best to watch over you, staying close enough just in case anyone got the upper hand over you. Unfortunately, there came a moment where he was pinned and surrounded by multiple enemies, his fear of losing you overshadowed his fear of being ripped apart. For a few seconds that felt like minutes, he watched you struggle and cry out, needing help. He used all the strength he had and managed to break through some of them. Before he could get to you, a large black wolf, known as Sam, saved you without hesitation. Carlisle never felt so relieved in his life before, knowing you're safe and able to fight again soothed his nerves.
(And after the fight is over, he is reminding you of how proud he is, he's amazed at your dedication and ability to protect those you love and yourself. Carlisle will apologize for not being able to help you sooner)
~ Esme is naturally protective of you even though you're more than capable of taking care of yourself. Throughout the battle, you seemed to have yourself steady and focused. This allowed her to help the others but she'd quickly regret that decision when she can hear your screams of distress. She turns to search for you, her eyes land on your weakened form and she immediately runs to you, her heart breaking at the thought of losing you. Unfortunately, she wasn't able to save you like she wanted.
(Esme will forever blame herself, missing her second half, her wonderful and brave mate. She will always remember you and how you fearlessly fought in the battle)
~ Emmett always had faith in your powers, they're strong and lethal but at the same time, you lose energy and physical strength the more you use them. He was hesitant to let you step foot on the battle field but you were adamant on helping his family, they were yours too. Half of the fight went alright to say the least, you and Emmett separated to cover more ground. Bella helped you with her shielding power but she got knocked down, giving Alec the chance to pounce on you, determined to end your life. Emmett didn't take long to charge after him, rage filling his body and growling as he ripped Alec apart with ease. Emmett gave you a look of worry but you brushed it off and stayed by his side, knowing he'd feel better that way.
(Emmett will never allow you to fight again. He almost lost you and he won't risk that again. You obey and understand)
~ Rose hated knowing you'd be fighting, she didn't want you in danger. Of course she believes in your power to stay "alive" but deep down, she is terrified the entire time. Rosalie never let's you out of her sight, she is determined to keep you safe even if she loses her "life" saving yours. Fortunately, she only had to help you once when the ground split, almost sending you down into the pit of heat. She was quick to push them over, pulling you up.
(Rosalie will be angry towards you for a while until she opens up and admits she was just scared. She loves you so damn much and losing you would've killed her inside)
~ Alice thankfully saw this coming, the scene of you suffering from Jane's power. Alice made sure to distract Jane and lead the blonde into a different direction, saving you selflessly. Alice happily let Sam end Jane's immortal life for threatening yours. And despite all the horrible chaos surrounding both of you, she made the effort to kiss your cheek before running off to finish this battle.
(Alice will praise you when it's over, saying how lucky she is to have you still here with her. You can feel all the love she has for you, Alice is one of a kind and being her mate is perfect. The battle only made the connection stronger)
~ Jasper trained you and knew you'd be more than capable of defending yourself, three vampires at most. The limit was learned with the newborn fight so Jasper glued himself to your side the entire time, his dead heart pounding with anxiety. At first he refused to let you fight but numbers were needed and you weren't going to let your family do this alone. Jasper held onto faith, thinking everything was going to end with no losses. Unfortunately, near the very end, you were distanced from Jasper. He was snatched away from you with extreme force, he growled and shouted in distress when he saw Jane walking towards you. You were too distracted by ripping yet another vampire head off to catch her presence. When you looked up, you snarled and braced yourself for an attack, forgetting about her specific ability. Before you could pounce on her, she had you whimpering from a pain you've never felt before. It didn't stop and you felt suffocated, moving backwards and shaking, your whimpers only getting louder. Jasper tried pushing past the group that held him hostage, his eyes black and chest aching. Jasper saw it happen, so quick yet in slow motion. Jane sent you into the arms of another Volturi member, they bit into you and broke your neck within seconds. Jasper couldn't do anything but watch his mate suffer a horrific death, the light in your eyes fading after you let out your last breath.
(Jasper forever lives in a pit of grief and guilt, blaming himself. He isn't the same and refuses to speak to anyone, even his family. Jasper lost faith in god long ago but for some reason, he secretly hopes that he will be able to see you again and that you're watching over him)
~ Edward is known to shelter you from everyone and everything, much to your disappointment. You're still in your newborn phase, the strength you have is almost impossible to defeat. With enough convincing, Edward let you fight. And to his surprise, you did really fucking good. You barely got hit or scratched, your speed giving you more leverage. The only time you got hurt was when Aro had thrown you into mid-air, your attempt at tackling him down didn't go as planned. Edward watched with a pained expression, eyes wide and mouth open. He heard a loud groan from you, the impact you had with one of the wolves on accident being the reason. It didn't seriously injure you but Edward still scolded himself for letting this happen. Even though the pack was helping his family, Edward glared at the specific wolf that collided with you. After that, Edward forced you to stay next to him no matter what.
(Edward can't cope with the possibility of losing you, you're his one and only mate. The person he loves more than anything in this universe. If you were to be hurt again or worse - if you were killed, Edward wouldn't want to stay, he'd wish for death, one that would tie him with you)
~ Bella understands the difference between vampires and wolves, mostly the range of brutal strength and lethal damage. Yes, you're very strong, but you're also smaller than the others. The other pack members tried their best to help you throughout the battle but eventually everything got so mixed up and no one could stick together for long. Bella used her gift to protect you, her focus on you never breaking, she needed you to be safe. When she got knocked down, the protective wall you had around you vanished. Almost immediately, you're greeted with a painful kick in the ribs, whining from the sensation. Some of your delicate ribs had snapped, broken into pieces. This made it difficult to move and even breathe. Thankfully, before anyone could finish you off, Bella and Emmett rushed to your side and took care of the threats surrounding you in that moment. Bella knew you couldn't fight like this so she ordered you to stay down, Emmett and Rosalie making sure no one got near you.
(Bella was never face to face with death when it came to you, your ability to be stealthy and safe granted both of you the sense of protection. After the battle ended, Bella apologized and nursed you back to health with the help of Carlisle. Don't ever underestimate the love she has for you, she will do anything to keep you alive, living by her side)
~ Seth is protective over you in a softer way. He doesn't show anger often and doesn't like to fight. His protectiveness stems from the fear of losing you, his heart is in your hands. You're his imprint, someone he needs to protect and love for the rest of his life. When it came time to fight the Volturi Seth felt anxious. In the beginning, before anyone ran, you were in your vampire form, standing near Bella. The pack remained hidden until necessary, trailing behind the line of vampires. He purposely placed himself close to you, nudging your arm. You could tell he was nervous and afraid so you pet his fur and kissed his head softly. Seth had no idea that would be the last affectionate gesture he'd receive from you. Once the fight began, everyone scattered and lives were taken left and right. Seth ran along side with you but your vampiric speed overshadowed his own. It all happened so fast that it didn't feel real. One minute you're in your vampire form then the next minute you're a wolf, earning glares and shocked expressions from the Volturi. They shown you no mercy, they needed you gone. Leah had to snarl and nip at Seth to get his attention, he was seconds away from running towards your attackers. Leah stopped him, it would've been suicide. Seth had to run away in the other direction, whimpering at the loss.
(The gruesome fight ended and Seth slowly walked to your wolf form, lifeless and stiff. He whined and nudged your body, trying to wake you up. The pack and some of the Cullens had to guide him away once more, telling him there was nothing he could do. Seth is forever heartbroken and missing you, his beautiful mate that left too soon)
~ Embry imprinted on you not too long ago, less than a year. The relationship was finally breaking the bitterness and melted into love and acceptance. He trusted you and knew you could fight on your own. The second the fight started, he ran with you to work as a team. If he needed help, you were there. If you needed help, he was there. The only thing that ruined the perfect dynamic was the ground cracking, opening and revealing an easy route to death. Embry is stuck on one side and you're on the other. Without thinking, Embry launched himself over to you, biting at the vampire who was trying to pull you down. He was successful at freeing you but unfortunately for him, he fell to his death, his eyes never leaving yours. In his heart, he knew. Embry knew he'd be dead in less than a minute yet he allowed himself to feel grateful, he knew you'd be okay now.
(The pack comforted you the best they could. You felt so guilty but they were adamant on not letting you sit in that headspace. They all knew Embry saved you out of love and they reassured you that Embry knew what he was doing in his final moments of life and that he would never change a thing about it)
~ Sam is your teammate, always by your side. During the fight, he never let you leave his sight. Sam protected you with everything he had within himself, he'd never forgive himself if something happened to you. Luckily, your life wasn't taken but you did get severely injured. He didn't let you blame yourself, even though you told him that you weren't paying attention. Sam took care of your wounds and loved on you, making you promise to never join a fight like that again, no matter what caused it.
(The love Sam has for you is beyond words and as long as he's around, you will be safe. Sam did tell you how proud he was of you when back at home. You were fearless. You used all the anger and hurt from your past to push yourself to the limit, taking out many vampires. Sam knew it wasn't easy so he didn't lecture you for acting on anger)
~ Leah isn't the best with relationships, especially the one she has with you. It started with hatred and not understanding each other. It took a long time to trust one another but the wait made it so worth it. The battle was the biggest test in trust. If she could count on you and if you could count on her. Against all odds, both of you fought like a team and ripped through the Volturi like a sport. Leah felt so proud of you, watching you use your powers amazed her even though she claimed she they never did before. You loved her dedication to protecting Seth, her personality slowly coming out into the light, she's softer and more down to earth than you thought. In the end, she saved your ass four times and you saved hers twice.
(Leah joked with you after it was over, telling you that you still owe her two more life lines. The battle tested the relationship perfectly and from then on, she opened up and you welcomed her with open arms, eventually teaching her all about your past and gifts)
~ Jacob never wanted you to fight let alone become a vampire. He had no choice or say in it. You were minutes away from dying and Carlisle had to change you. Jacob hated your kind but living without you would've been worse. Jacob also had a horrible habit of treating you like glass, getting overprotective for no reason. When the Volturi became an issue, he didn't ask you to stay out of it, he begged you. Jacob lost the facade of being some asshole with anger issues and soon you were shown how scared he actually was. You put your foot down though and demanded that if you couldn't fight, he had to stay home with you. It didn't go either way, both of you ended up in the battle field. Jacob basically followed you, hovering over you and never leaving, not even looking away from you. This caused an issue. Since he was so focused on your safety, he forgot about his. When he got jumped you immediately went into some different mindset that you never experienced before. You used every drop of power you had to help your mate survive. When you finally had the upper hand, Jacob took control and finished it for you.
(Jacob lectured you afterwards and ranted about how stupid that was, his frustration rising when you just chuckled and kissed his hot cheek. It took him some time to understand some things but eventually he did come to terms with it)
do not wait. - e.c
prompt “their blood is on your hands”
summary: When you’re attacked by a wolf in the woods Edward tries his best to save you.
a/n: trying to not be so depressed so i thought i would try and get back into writing, sorry about not publishing anything new for almost 3 months. hope this is okay <3
Your vision was growing blurry and your eyes moved from alice and edward and back. Edward’s arm was wrapped around you in the back seat and your legs were propped on Alice’s lap as Emmett was speeding towards the hospital to take you to Carlisle.
You twitched in pain and struggled to focus on your breathing, or any of your surroundings.
“edward we could just change her…she’s…edward just look at her”
you were bleeding out.
the wolf had attacked you out of nowhere and left you for dead, you hadn't thought about it then but you knew it was because you were close with the Cullen's.
he shook his head. “i can’t. it’s not right…she’ll be okay it’ll be fine”
he rubbed his thumb against your cheek and Emmett swerved into the hospital parking lot. Edward wrapped his arms around you and rushed into the hospital.
"Carlisle!" he yelled rushing inside, your head flopped to the side limply he looked down at you and Carlisle's head came from around the corner looking at you, your mouth fell open "Edward" you whispered hoarsely his eyes were full of pain and his grip on you tightened.
Carlisle ran to you "what happened?" he asked looking at the blood soaking through your shirt, your eyes followed his and you hadn't realized what a mess you were.
Your pants were torn and covered in mud, the bottom half of your shirt was missing and your wound was exposed, your sleeves were dirty and also bloody, the jacket you had been wearing was missing completely and you had a cut on your right cheek.
You reached your hand out for Edwards, your fingers were aching as they intertwined with his icy ones, you sighed in relief at the coldness numbing your pain.
You only heard bits of the conversation,
"Carlisle i'm not losing her"
"then let me-"
"no...i won't...i can't"
"those stupid dogs i'll fucking..."
"will it work?"
"low chances...her injuries...fatal...I'm sorry"
"I don't believe you"
"Edward please just let me-" "No." "maybe this isn't your choice."
"call her parents"
He couldn’t though. They were on a hiking trip with no service, he’d have to wait until tomorrow at least to call them.
You were moved to a hospital bed and Carlisle gave you some meds to try and soothe your pain while Edward was sitting beside you.
"Carlisle has to preform surgery on you but you'll be okay" he said holding your hand you gave him a gentle squeeze but then you saw the reluctant look on Carlisle’s face and then you looked back over to Edward, denial.
Carlisle placed the breathing mask over your face and Edwards expression was full of pain as he watched you slip into unconsciousness.
Edwards hands ran over his face and he looked at your body and how peaceful you looked, he wanted to smile but it quickly faded away at the realization that you didn’t just look peaceful you looked…dead. He placed his fingertips on your wrist and felt your pulse. It was weak but it was still there.
Carlisle stitched the cut on your arm and cleaned your wounds, while you were less likely to get an infection the wound on your stomach worried Carlisle. He hadn't said anything to Edward yet in fear of alarming him but he was afraid of the severity of the wound. You had lost a lot of blood and you were lucky that you were still alive.
You were on the brink of death and Carlisle was afraid that it was too late to save you. He walked into the waiting room and saw Edward with his head in his hands and Alice had her arm on his back trying to comfort him but Carlisle could tell that Alice was upset as well.
his eyes looked up at Carlisle, hopeful.
Carlisle shook his head and he watched the anger surge through Edward. He sped into the room and was by your side instantly. “It’s not too late” he whispered holding onto your arm. Edward sunk his teeth into his wrist and placed it to your lips. “come on…come on please” he whispered.
you lay on the hospital bed in a lifeless state, “please please please” he chanted trying to force the blood down your throat. Maybe he could still change you, it couldn’t be too late could it? No you had to make it.
fear was pumping through Edward’s body as he tried to think of a way to save you. “i love you” he whispered.
“edward it’s too late…she’s gone”
Edward’s wrist slipped away from your mouth, the blood pouring down your lips. He threw his hands in his hair and started dry sobbing. “there must be something we can do” he pleaded looking at your corpse.
“i’m sorry” Carlisle said.
“no god please” Edward begged grabbing your hand. “I can’t live without her. I won’t” he shook his head and angrily kicked your bedside table.
Alice walked into the hospital room and looked at you, her brows furrowed and she felt like tears were pricking her eyes. “their blood is on your hands” she angrily shouted, walking out.
Edward was laying by your hospital bed in anguish, you were gone. You wouldn’t be coming back and it was his fault.
Carlisle x reader - Mess with me
Could I please request a random Cullen fluff with a vampire reader who if ossicle is a different one to them. Thanks - Anon 💜
Wondering around the large forest, you were on the hunt for some unlucky hiker.
This wasn’t a well travelled path, but you knew some people had come this way, you could smell.
You could also smell the overpowering smell of a vampire you hadn’t seen for a few months since him and his family left without so much of a word.
“You’re back.” You said.
“And you’re hunting.” Came a smooth reply.
Turning around, you smiled sweetly at the man in front of you and he gave you a disapproving look.
“Just because you’re my mate (Y/N) doesn’t mean I’ll bend my coven rules for you.”
“Oh please Carlisle, it’s not like I’m murdering the whole town! Plus I sort of play by your rules, I don’t kill them if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“You know that isn’t the problem (Y/N).”
He walked over and crossed his arms across his chest, raising his brow at you.
“We both know full well I can’t live off human blood. I’m the original vampire, my diet is unable to be changed.”
“I know love, I just wish you’d come ask me to get you some blood for the hospital. We have many there, you don’t have to hurt people.”
You rolled your eyes.
You were the most feared vampire throughout the whole super nature community, not even Aro, not even the werewolves dared to mess with you.
Carlisle knew he could talk back to you and sass you because he knew you wouldn’t, hell, couldn’t, hurt him in anyway.
“Just because I can’t hurt you Cullen doesn’t mean I have obey you.”
“I’m not asking you too. I just… don’t want you hurting in this area.”
You clicked your tongue and walked over, tilting your head a little at him. You red eyes bore into his golden ones as you slowly smirked.
Carlisle simply rolled his eyes and you and set his hands on your waist.
“You’ve got a bad temper love.”
“You won’t let me eat.”
“I have your blood at home.”
You hummed, flicking your gaze in the direction of the hikers you were tracking before turning back to your lover.
You bared your fangs at him and slipped your arms around his neck.
“They shouldn’t be hiking at night.” You whispered.
“They feel safe, leave them be.”
You huffed, putting your fangs around you walked around the other vampire a few times before jumping on his back, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms loosely around his neck.
“You should consider yourself lucky I love you.” You grumbled.
Carlisle laughed lightly and started walking, taking his time so you both could enjoy the peace around you.
“Oh please, mate or not you’d love me.” He teased back.
“Yeah, you keep believing that Cullen.”
He chuckled and you smiled. If this was a 300 years ago you would have ripped him apart for daring to tell you what to do.
Everyone knew not to mess with the Queen vampire, but Carlisle just enjoyed pushing his luck with you
Could you pretty please do the cullens reaction to their s/o being like "ok and? I still love you and apriciate you even if you could literally snap me like a twig in a second" after they tell them that their a vampire thanks in advance
a/n: of course I can! I have a lot of projects contained in my drafts, so I’ll probably have a few more works published in a few days time.
another a/n: I changed the request a little, I had added the Cullens before they tell the reader that they are a vampire, while they say they’re a vampire, and after - which would be the reader’s reaction/their reaction to the reader’s.
How The Cullens Would React To You Knowing That They’re A Vampire
Carlisle would prep for this moment from the second he had met you.
Alice would assure him that everything would be alright, she had seen it.
Despite Carlisle being calm about the possibilities of how you would react, and Alice’s vision of reassurance, he would still feel a tad nervous.
He had called you earlier that day, and had said that he just wanted to be in your company.
You’d come over, and you’d obviously be ecstatic that you’d be able to spend time with Carlisle and his family.
You sensed the air being stiffer than usual, everyone was seated in the living room, watching the television.
Carlisle had brought you to his office, and he had helped you sit down at one of the chairs that was there.
He then sat opposite to you, and you looked at him, wondering what he was about to reveal.
“My love, I have been holding onto something that you should know.”
Your heart had nearly froze in time hearing that phrase.
“Are you breaking up with me?”
“Oh, of course not! I want to spend forever with you, there’s just this one thing that I haven’t told you. It’s a pretty big reveal, so when I tell you, you can take as much time as you’d like to process this information. Even if that means leaving me.”
You frowned at the last sentence, but held Carlisle’s hand in your own, being used to the cold feeling that entrapped your own hands.
You holding his hand, ensuring Carlisle that you were ready to hear what he had to tell you, and so he said one simple line.
“I’m a vampire.”
You had sat there, just looking at your hands that here holding his, processing.
“So…that’s why your hands are always cold?”
Carlisle had chuckled a bit, seeing your own faint smile on your face.
“Yeah, it is.”
You were so curious about Carlisle now, more than you were from when you two went on your first date.
“Can I ask more questions? If that’s okay with you, of course.”
He smiled widely, happy that you were taking this well.
“Of course you can!”
“So if you’re a vampire, how- what year were you born in?”
“You’ve seen like all the wars, or been awake for the beginning of them. That’s so crazy to me, you’re like an old man!”
“Hey, now I’m technically only 23!”
He had taken you hand-in-hand out of his office to the rest of the Cullens that were in the living room. The television was off as well.
“Were you guys eavesdropping on our conversation?”
“Kind of hard not to when you have enhanced hearing.” - Edward.
You turned to Carlisle, in awe of the fact that his entire family has supernatural gifts.
“This stuff is so intriguing to me, do you all have the same gifts, or is it different for everyone?”
Everyone would have to re-introduce themselves, now that you knew what they were.
Jasper wouldn’t tell you that he was a vampire unless he knew how you were with secrets as big as that.
He would also only tell you after you had met his family.
He would stress about the day where he would eventually have to tell you, with Emmett joking that Jasper should use his gift on his own self so he could finally calm down.
Rosalie, usually knowing a lot of the gossip, would hang out with you to see if you would talk about any of the conspiracies that the other students had created about the Cullens.
You didn’t, which would surprise her since everyone would talk about their own theories that they had about the Cullens during lunch, or even right in front of their faces.
She would report back to Jasper after school that day, to which he would smile proudly.
He’d smile loving the fact that you don’t care about the rumours about him and his family.
Jasper would be smiling like a goof for an entire week. Which frightened majority of students, obviously not used to this particular feature marked on his face.
When you had caught up to Jasper, seeing this smile on his face, your own face had mirrored his own expression.
“What’s gotten you in a jolly mood there, partner?”
“Oh, nothin’, darlin’. What do you say about coming over to mine after?”
“I’d love to! I gotta get to math, though, I’ll see you later.”
You’d kiss him on the cheek as you’d jog over to your class, and Jasper would be the happiest he’s ever been in a long time.
After the final bell rang, you made your way over to Jasper in the parking lot, Rosalie and Emmett beside him as usual.
When you got closer, they all smiled at you as Jasper wrapped an arm around you and you both sat in the backseat of the Jeep, while Rosalie sat in the driver’s seat and Emmett in shotgun.
The radio was playing quietly, as you attempted to get a little bit of reading done as you leaned on Jasper’s shoulder.
Jasper was content as can be, knowing that you would take the information he was going to tell you, well.
You had gotten to the Cullen estate, and Rosalie and Emmett turned off the vehicle and went into the house, while you and Jasper stayed in the backseat, finishing up the page you were on.
“When we, uh, when we get into my room, I need to have a conversation with you, it’s very brief, and no, our relationship is not over, if that’s what you were thinking.”
This poor boy’s face would be flushed with blood, if it could. He’s so nervous to tell you.
You both made your way up the stairs to Jasper’s room, you in front of him, as Jasper looked over to the living room where the rest of the Cullens were seated.
Alice gave him a thumbs up and a bright smile, which calmed Jasper down more than expected.
Jasper opened his bedroom door open for you, and you walked in, placing your bag by the door as you usually do.
Then you sat down on his bed, which he stood in front of you, almost uncomfortably.
“You have to promise not to be mad…”
He took a deep breath, though he didn’t need to, before saying,
“Do you remember at the beginning of our relationship, where I had a difficult time even standing next to you? Like it seemed I was uncomfortable.”
“I do, but I thought that was just because you were awkward.”
Jasper cracked a smile, before continuing.
“It seemed like I was uncomfortable standing next to you because…god, this is gonna make me sound like a maniac. But it was because I was trying to control my thirst.”
“For what? My blood or something?” You had said it in a jokingly way, not even thinking that that was close to the truth. All Jasper did was nod.
“Oh, you’re serious.”
You took a few moments processing that your own boyfriend was a vampire. Jasper understood that there was going to be some sort of silence at some point during all of this, but he didn’t expect you to be this quiet, he’d expect maybe a million questions pouring out of your mouth, but there was nothing.
“Please don’t hate me.”
Those words made your heart shatter, and the only thing you could do was get up and hug him tightly, to which he embraced you as tight as he could without hurting you.
“I could never hate the person that I love and adore the most.”
Alice would be so ecstatic after seeing a vision of you.
It was a very short vision, possibly the shortest Alice had ever had, but it at least showed your smile of interest.
She’d call you perhaps an hour after she had her vision.
“Hey sweetheart, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the nail salon, or catch a movie? Like a date!”
“You know I’d love to.”
She would get Rosalie and Esme help let her decide between 2 outfits she had planned, which was rare since Alice always chose her outfits, so Rose and Esme knew this was for a special occasion.
After picking her outfit, she immediately made her way down to the garage.
Emmett was working on one of the cars, and he noticed Alice smiling that bright smile she has whenever she’s about to see you.
“You seeing Y/n again?”
“Of course I am!”
“Have fun and cause trouble.”
Alice rolled her eyes at her adoptive brother, as she turned on the car. Emmett waved at her with a tool he hand in his hand as she sped off to your house.
She had gotten to your house within 5 minutes, and you were waiting outside of your front door.
You had seen Alice’s car, or rather Alice in Carlisle’s car, and made your way over to the passenger side.
Alice gave you a kiss on the cheek, and then she sped off to the movie theatre after you had strapped on your seatbelt.
After the movie, you two went back to the Cullens home, where you two sat on one of the big branches that were outside Alice’s massive window.
After you two were seated and making jokes at one another, the topic of conversation flowed onto more serious things.
First it started with jokes, second with how much you could hardly wait for summer break, then about how boring classes are, next about the amount of stress you were under with the piles of homework you were getting, then about Alice and her siblings’ disappearances whenever it was nice out.
The conversation reached a halt at the last topic, which made you slightly embarrassed for questioning your girlfriend’s whereabouts.
“I’m sorry if you don’t want to talk about it, like if I made you uncomfortable.”
“No, no, it’s okay. I’m not uncomfortable. I’m just thinking of the right words to tell you without you falling off the branch and hurting yourself.”
You nodded, trusting your girlfriend. You always trusted her, she knew what to do and what to say at almost every given moment.
“So, me and my adoptive siblings, you know how some of use are dating, like Rosalie and Emmett?”
“That’s just a cover story, yes, Rosalie and Emmett are really together, and so is Esme and Carlisle, but we’re not all ‘adoptive siblings’. We needed it to seem that way, so we could go to school, legally. Esme is really 26, and Carlisle is 23, not 36 and 33. And Emmett is 20, not 17. Well, I’m 19, but I am technically 120.”
“What about the going to school legally part? What do you mean by that?”
“You know how we move a lot? That’s because we live an entire life in one place, we start out in high school, the younger we say we are, the longer we can stay. After we graduate, we go to college, get ‘married’, but it’s just Rosalie and Emmett that continually get married over and over again. Then we move after that and just keep continuing the cycle.”
“You’re immortal, like all of you?”
“Yes, we’re all vampires, vegetarian vampires. We all survive on animal blood, not human blood.”
“That’s so cool!” Your face lit up, which lit up Alice’s. “What decade was your favourite?”
“Oh, I loved the 60s - for the fashion, it was so poppy and bubbly, and I adored how the 80s reimagined that but in a more electric way! It’s the 20 year rule in fashion, I can teach you all about it.”
Rosalie would want to tell you quickly in the relationship, not wanting to lie to you, you not knowing what she really was.
She would want to tell you, but she would stop herself before she could, remembering the law where humans can’t know about the existence of vampires.
Humans knew about vampires, of course. But everyone took their existence with a grain of salt. They couldn’t really exist, could they?
Rosalie would tell you about 6 months into your relationship, she didn’t want to be too attached to you, if you decided yo leave her, or if the Volturi had plans to kill you if you didn’t want to become a vampire.
Rosalie doesn’t want you to give up your humanity so easily, though.
You had come around to the Cullen estate, after receiving a call from Rosalie saying that she needed to speak with you, in person.
You knocked on the door, to which Edward greeted you, and he escorted you to the kitchen where everyone was seated.
You sat next to Rosalie, reaching for her hand, to which she hesitated before grasping your hand with hers.
You gave her a smile, which she almost painfully returned.
Carlisle began speaking first, which gained everyone’s attention.
“Y/n, there’s something that you need to know, about all of us.”
“Oh, yeah, go for it.”
“This can seriously change your views on all of us, and it can get all of us in trouble.”
“With what? The law?”
“Something like that. I think it would be more fitting for Rose to tell you, you two are together after all.”
Rosalie looked at you with the face that could make an elder cry, the emotions that were displayed were so very powerful, it was clear that she was about to reveal something big.
She took a moment to calm herself, though she could tell that Jasper was helping her with his gift.
“We’re all vampires, me and everyone here.”
You had blinked at her in disbelief, but the more you thought about it, the more it made sense.
“Ah, so that’s how Edward got to Bella so quick that one time. Though he was across the parking lot.”
“Yeah…you weren’t really supposed to know, but since you’re my mate, which I found out pretty early on, I suppose it would be easier for you to know. Even if it puts us in death row.”
“Mate? Is that like a soulmate type of thing?”
“If you want to put it that way to make it make sense, yeah, I suppose it is.”
“And what do you mean by ‘death row’? You can die by telling me that vampires are real?”
“It can, yes. The only way that we can get us out of our death sentence, is if you become a vampire, as well.”
You would spend the rest of the evening with the Cullens, asking questions, which Edward would answer quicker than everyone else, you learning that he can read minds.
Jasper could feel and manipulate emotions, which made sense after all this time. He would send you waves of calmness over to you whenever you got nervous.
Esme dug up old photo albums of the Cullens in different decades, showing you the progression of style and quality throughout the years.
Alice would definitely give you a whole history of fashion lesson.
You looked at your girlfriend, she seemed a lot more relaxed from when you first got there.
“Being a vampire seems cool.”
“Yeah, sometimes it is. I don’t want you to give up your humanity so easily, though. I want you to live a human life.”
“I won’t give it up easily. But I also don’t want you in trouble with the vampire lawmakers, either. The rest of you, too. I’ll wait a couple years, say, five more years, then I’ll become one. I’ll take my time with it, and I won’t rush into it. I’ll always be with you.”
Emmett had totally revealed that he was a vampire by accident.
He had no time to prep for this moment whatsoever, it just came out.
Of course, he had jokes to go with whatever you had said.
You had woken up from sleeping in Emmett’s room, and Emmett had brought you breakfast in bed.
He had a goofy smile on his face as he carried the plate over to you as you sat up.
“I made this myself, I’m very proud of it.”
“It looks amazing, Em. Are you gonna eat as well?”
“Oh, about that, while I was making you your plate, I had made mine before, and I was eating it as I made yours, so I have already eaten!”
He might’ve been more proud with his lie than he was with the bacon that was on your plate.
After you had ate, you got dressed and got ready to go have fun outside.
You two were hanging out in the woods behind Emmett’s house.
It was after a wrestling match, which he had let you win. You knew that he let you win, of course. Emmett’s got an insane amount of muscle.
“How come you always let me win? I’m sure it’s not fun for you.”
“Oh, trust me babe, it’s fun for me to see your face all scrunched up before I let you win.”
“I swear you have like, super strength or something. I don’t see Edward or Jasper doing all this insane stuff like you do.”
“Well, different vampires come with different gifts, baby.”
“Vampires? You’re a vampire?”
“Well, yeah, I would’ve thought you already knew from when I caught that tree almost fall on your head. Guess not, though.”
“I just thought you were like as strong as a bear, or something.”
“It’s funny you say that.”
Edward didn’t even tell you. He couldn’t. He didn’t want you to be disgusted by him.
Emmett had leaked Edward’s true identity while you two were cuddling in the living room.
Edward was reading some book to you as you had curled up against his side, blanket covering the both of you.
The chapter had just finished, and you and Edward were talking about it, as you two usually do after you both finish a chapter.
“It’s just stupid how she did that! He could’ve died because of her!”
“That’s true, but perhaps she did it because she thought it would save him.”
Emmet had walked in with Rosalie after fixing one of the cars steering system.
They both stood there, by the door watching you and Edward debate about the main character’s decision to leave her boyfriend.
“Maybe he wanted to stay with her, not everything has to be done alone.”
“In some situations, yes it does.”
“What type of situations? Stupid ones, probably. I don’t understand why she just doesn’t accept his love, and then they can both just move on together! She’s so stupid, only thinking for what could happen to her, instead of what could happen to him!”
“It was a life-threatening situation, Y/n. She would obviously think for herself if she was on the verge of death.”
“That’s so dumb, though. They’re literally soulmates. Their souls are bound together once they meet, if one of them dies, part of the other person does, too.”
“Reminds me of Marcus.” - Emmett
“You didn’t tell them? Edward I thought you told them already.”
You had looked at Edward, wanting to know more information, but he just said,
“I can’t tell you. It would endanger you more than I already have.”
Edward got up from his spot on the couch, and went to his room, with his super speed.
“What the hell?”
Emmet and Rosalie sat down next to you, and told you everything.
After they had told you everything, you went up to Edward’s room, where you could hear classical music playing softly on his record player.
You opened the door to see Edward sitting on the edge of his window, obviously contemplating about earlier.
“Edward. I know.”
He immediately got up and rushed towards you.
“I suppose you hate me now?”
“Not one bit.”
“You’re insane. Do you need me to get Carlisle to recommend you a therapist, or something similar?”
“No. If anything, you need to quit doubting your self-worth, and me. I love you the same. Nothing will change that.”
Involved: edward cullen, emmett cullen, rosalie hale, jasper hale, alice cullen, esme cullen, carlisle cullen
Synopsis: bella's cousin & her first meeting with each of the cullen's. (witch reader, pastel goth reader)
Warnings: sexual harassment
can be read at pre- alice x reader x jasper
You met the youngest of the Cullen’s first.
It was your very first week living in Forks, and the it had been spent warding your new house from evil and casting odd looks toward the coven of vampires that attended your school.
On the night that you first met, you sensed him the second his feet landed inside your cousin’s bedroom, feeling him snooping around your surface thoughts like a nosy old woman.
You stood in the kitchen, mug of herbal tea in hand, lit up by the full moon shining through the window. Come downstairs, you thought at him, over and over, and when you turned around, he was standing there, watching you.
His expression was curious, but not the least bit wary, which was the opposite of what you wanted. “What are you?” he asked, eyebrow raised in an almost cocky manner.
“A witch,” you replied.
“Ah,” he said, with an air of somebody who wasn’t the least bit surprised.
“I like you,” you told him, in no mood for games, “but if your teeth go anywhere near Bella, I’ll knock them down your throat.”
He smiled, self-deprecating. “Your voodoo won’t work on me, I’m afraid.”
“It’s not voodoo, it’s witchcraft,” you snapped, watching his perfect marble expression crumple as you forced the thoughts of every person in Forks into his head. “And you should be afraid.”
Edward staggered backwards, and then left the house completely.
When you bumped into what felt like a mountain in the school library, you spat out nasty words as you gathered your books from the ground.
You looked up, expecting some neanderthal from an upper year, and instead came face to face with the biggest vampire you’ve ever seen.
“Easy, pal,” he laughed easily, his huge chest rumbling.
He grinned down at you and moved past you with ease, a hand on your shoulder as he went so as not to knock you down again.
The interaction left you confused. Your jewellery didn’t blast him into smithereens, which could mean one of two things: your enchantments need strengthening, or these vampires aren’t as dangerous as you once thought.
Either way, you renew the enchantments the moment you get home.
After spending all night performing rituals to bless and protect your new home, standing at your locker at 7am under the blinking fluorescent hallway lights was the last place you wanted to be.
You just wanted to get done with the day, maybe talk to Bella about the English homework on the ride home, and then go to sleep. It was the thought of that after school nap that kept you standing, hoping the day wouldn’t be too bad, when—
“Fuck, man, look at those legs. I’d love to—“
You whipped around, the rest of the boys disgusting words ringing loud and clear through the near empty hallway.
Near empty, because the boy was clearly focusing on Rosalie Hale, who stood at her own locker just opposite you.
Her steely amber eyes were locked onto the boy, jaw clenched, and you knew that if you’d heard the nasty comment then the vampire definitely had.
You clenched your shaking hands, a white hot rage burning in your chest.
When Emmett turned the corner on his way to Rosalie’s locker, it was to find a teenage boy huddled in on himself in the middle of the corridor, sniffling and whimpering to himself, directly between her and you.
Rosalie was staring at you with both surprise and irritation, and you were staring at the boy, face pink with fury. Instead of asking questions Emmett gently guided his wife to their next class, leaving you and the boy behind.
Later on, in the parking lot, as you passed the big Jeep and shiny Volvo on your way to Bella’s truck (dubbed by her The Thing), the blonde called out to you.
“I had it handled.”
“Yeah, no shit,” you returned with a scoff.
They stared at you, and you stared back. A coven of vampires vs one teen witch in a parking lot full of humans. It was tense, to say the least.
“What did you do to him?”
You pondered on a lie for a moment before dismissing the idea.
“Nothing a few years of therapy won’t fix.”
With that, you walked away.
When the blond boy sat next to you in history class, you weren’t surprised, but you weren’t exactly pleased, either.
You saw your emotions in the air, swirling around you both rather than just you, and looked at him in surprise.
“You looking to partner up, pardner?” You asked dryly when he looked back coolly.
Luckily, he seemed to read (understand? feel? how does his gift work?) the humour under your words.
“If you’d find that acceptable, ma’am,” he replied, exaggerating his accent for your amusement.
You turned to him fully, squinting. His eyes, always black when you’d seen them, shone a dark murky gold colour.
He must have sensed the confusion, because he answered with a wry smile in a low tone, “your blood, unlike the others here, is more repelling than tempting.”
You hum, amused. “So I’m a mudblood, if you will.”
Jasper stared at you blankly.
You sniffed, turning to face the front. “Never mind.”
The next time Jasper sat beside you in history, he mused out loud, “isn’t mudblood a slur of sorts?”
Your eyes snapped to his, surprised and interested. “I’m allowed to say it, you’re not,” you quipped.
“Well, if you’re a… muggleborn,” you snickered, “does that mean that you’re the only person in your family who has your… talents?”
All amusement fell from your face. You leaned forward, and Jasper’s spine straightened even more at your anger.
“Just because you know Harry Potter references does not mean you know me, or my family.” You leaned out of his space, still a little irritated, and asked, “what do you want our topic to be for the project?”
“The Cold War, if you wouldn’t mind darlin’.”
And that was that.
Later on, you’d find out that her family could no longer convince Alice to stay away from you.
You were actually talking to Jasper about your project, just coming out of history, three weeks into you stay in Forks when you spoke to her for the first time.
“The Cold War was nothing but a pissing contest! And the confederate army was disgustingly racist!”
“I agree, darlin’, I’m not defending their actions, I’m just saying, I don’t think Mr. White will appreciate—“
You stopped in the doorway, surprised, sensing vampire and psychic before actually seeing her.
Alice threw her arms around you, bringing you into a shockingly cold embrace.
Your jewellery didn’t turn her to dust, which spoke for her innocent intentions just fine, but the contact still had you uncomfortable, stiff in her hold.
“We’re going to be so close, I just know it,” she said into your ear before pulling away, beaming at you.
“Well, if you just know it,” you said dryly, eyeing her unsurely.
“Oh my God, move,” somebody behind you huffed, pushing past you roughly.
Alice steadied you with more strength than somebody so small should have, and Jasper blinked unnecessarily as he felt a seed of paranoia began to grow in the person who’d shoved past.
You smiled grimly, and he understood where the seed had come from.
“Bye Jasper,” Alice blew him a kiss before stealing you away, leading you very gently by the hand down the hallway.
“I know that whatever you’ve foreseen makes you think this is okay, but I’m not quite there yet,” you gritted out, trying to tug your hand from her stony grip.
“Oh, right.” Alice seemed sad but understanding, letting go of your hand and keeping her arms firmly to her side. “I forget that sometimes, especially because my visions of you are so blurry. Thank you for reminding me!”
“It’s whatever,” you muttered, staring at the floor.
“So, would you like to come over this weekend? You can stay! Oh, never mind, you don’t like that idea, maybe another time. Instead you can just come over for a while, work on your project with Jas, then we can watch some movies.” She paused, tone soft and hopeful. “Would you like that?”
“I… what? Why do you want me to come over? I’ve been nothing but rude, you idiot.”
“Because, Y/n.” Alice looked at you imploringly, as if willing you to understand something you couldn’t comprehend. “You’re important.”
Your eyes widened at the heavy, blunt statement. You’ll get it eventually, and look back on this moment and laugh, but right there, stood in the school hallway, staring at the little vampire in front of you, you couldn’t have been more confused.
“Anyway, I’ll see you Saturday. Or not! It’s up to you. But please come, it’ll be a lot of fun.”
And then she skipped away.
That Saturday, after scrying for the Cullen’s home with a shard of glass and stealing The Thing without Bella’s without permission, you eventually stood outside the vampire’s lair.
Though, it could hardly be called a lair when it was so open and beautiful.
You allowed yourself only a moment to admire it before knocking at the door. It opened the second you pulled your hand away, a gorgeous woman standing there with a warm smile.
This must be the mother, Esme, you realised with an inward grimace — mother’s, especially the ones that lived in Forks, didn’t tend to like you.
You watched as Esme took you in; the pink and lilac in your choppy, self-cut hair, the clash of pastels against black clothing, the odd assortment of rings, necklaces, and chokers, and then you watched as she smiled brightly at it all and welcomed you inside.
“It’s lovely to finally meet you,” she said, taking your coat. “My children — Alice, mostly — haven’t stopped talking about you.”
Said vampire stood directly behind her mother, grinning at you impishly. You raised your eyebrows at her. “That’s… nice.”
It was 8am. Your energy drink had yet to kick in. You were stood in a strangers home filled with vampires about to attempt a stupid fucking history project you hadn’t studied for. It was anything but nice.
Jasper strolled into the room at a slow pace. You tried not to snort at his attempt at acting human.
“Hey, pardner,” you greeted dryly before looking at Esme. “I brought some stuff. Was hoping I could make myself some tea. If that’s okay.” You couldn’t imagine yourself being rude to this woman.
“We bought some tea and coffee for you,” Alice said excitedly, “Esme wanted to make—“
“My tea is special,” you interrupt, not wanting your herbs to go to waste. “You can, uh, help. If you want,” you address Esme’s disappointed face. “Or I can just… not make any. That is also an option.” Not one you wanted to be considered, though.
Luckily, Esme offered you a bright smile. “That sounds wonderful. You two can go clean the mess you made of the living room. Y/n, I’ll show you to the kitchen and you can show me how to make your special tea.”
As she led you to the kitchen you turned and, very maturely, stuck your tongue out at the couple behind you.
Alice didn’t hesitate to do it back, and Jasper’s smile was unmistakable.
It took barely five minutes for you to get distracted and start telling Esme about everything other than how to make tea.
She listened and watched intently as you handed her the poppet she helped you make, telling her, “So if you put it near the flowers with the intention, it’ll bring good luck to your husband.”
“Because of the energy you put into it?” Esme guessed.
“And you,” you replied, excited by her interest in your craft, “it wouldn’t work with your energy alone, but your energy is still in it, mingled with mine.”
“That’s very thoughtful of you,” an unfamiliar voice noted, and suddenly a man, tall and blond, was at Esme’s side, planting a loving kiss against her cheek. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Y/n. I’m Carlisle Cullen.”
It only struck you then that all of the vampires in the house had probably been stuck listening to you name all of the properties of lavender and all of the other more boring aspects of witchcraft for an hour.
You cringed inwardly and tried to give your best I’m polite I swear smile, which came out as more of a grimace.
“Yeah, hi,” you returned lamely.
He chuckled. “I would love to ask questions about some other herbs you may know of, but I don’t think I can keep Alice from the kitchen any longer.”
“It was a valiant effort, Doctor,” you sighed, before waving at the couple and ducking out of the doorway. “Bye, I guess.”
“Goodbye dear,” they called fondly.
As soon as the project was complete Alice dragged both you and Jasper into the living room, (which was spotless, leaving you to wonder exactly what kind of mess was there in the first place) a collection of movies spread out on the table.
“Harry Potter, Wizard of Oz, Hocus Pocus, The Witches… Alice, what the hell?”
A booming laugh came from upstairs, and then Emmett was in the room, handing you a bowl of assorted candies.
“This is gonna be great,” he grinned, settling himself into an armchair.
Rosalie came into the room, looking irritated. She clearly didn’t want to be there.
“Torture,” you muttered, glaring at the movies as if they’d personally offended you. The blonde took one glance at your expression and settled onto Emmett’s lap with a smirk.
“It’ll be great!” Alice protested. Mischief sparkled in her eyes, and you didn’t need her power of foresight to know you wouldn’t be getting out of this.
Watching movies about witches with a witch was an informative experience, which is obviously what they’d been hoping for, as slowly the rest of the family trickled into the room to observe every scoff or scowl that came from your direction.
It was Emmett who asked the first question. “So, can you do that?”
You turn to him, eyebrows raised. “What, rip my face off? No, I can’t.”
“What about casting spells?” He punctuated his question with wiggling fingers, snickering like the question was silly.
“Of course I can,” you huffed. He only laughed. “What, you don’t believe me?”
He grinned, shrugging. “Well, I never said—“
“Give me some of your hair then.”
“What?” He blanched.
You remained deadly serious. “Well, if you don’t believe me, you won’t mind giving me some of your hair then, will you? What I do with it shouldn’t concern you, y’know, since I can’t cast spells or anything.”
“What can you do?” Alice asked, saving her brothers dignity. Her amber eyes were wide and curious. “My visions surrounding you are so blurry, especially when it comes to your… gifts.”
You frowned, unsure if you should answer. “I mean—“
“What did you do to the pig in the hallway?”
You look over at Rosalie. She didn’t seem judgemental, only wondering, and a little wary.
“I planted paranoia.”
“So, you’re an empath, like Jasper,” Edward assumed.
“No,” you and the empath said in sync.
You began to squirm a little in your seat. “Listen, I really don’t think—“
“You knew I had visions before anyone said anything about them. And Edward told us what happened in your kitchen,” Alice pointed out, non-accusingly.
“Who would we tell?” Jasper asked in response to your anxiety.
You pressed your lips together for a moment, let out a sigh, and then started talking.
The questions mostly came from Edward, Carlisle, and occasionally Jasper at first, but eventually began to get sillier as Emmett got involved again.
“Can you fly on a broom?” He asked, laughing.
You leaned forwards, smirking. “I don’t need a broom to fly.”
The room burst with noise and question, and you grinned at them all, finally content for the first time since coming to Forks.
after having rewatched twilight and falling back in love with carlisle, i thought it would be nice if my first fanfiction on here was for him!
so that’s exactly what i shall do, write a one shot of him with a reader insert because what else do i have to do, literally nothing
and i’ll try to make all of my fics gender neutral so anyone can read them :)
Okay, That Hurt - Carlisle x Reader
Genre - fluff
Warnings - idk maybe some cussing, injuries, age gap
Summary - Y/N has always been clumsy, but when they land themselves in the hospital they only have their clumsiness to thank for meeting a certain doctor that happens to make their heart flutter, and little do they know it might just be a similar situation for him as well
Tick, tock... tick, tock.
I looked at the hanging timepiece resting against the wall in the living room. I needed to leave for work any minute now, and I was seriously debating whether or not I should just call in sick or something because I really did not feel like going today. It’s not like my parents would find out, I get home before them anyway.
“Ugh, fine.” I gave in. After all, I was already up and dressed, and the idea of getting paid was always appealing to me. Grabbing my coat, I stepped outside with my keys in hand. When I locked the door behind me, I saw my neighbor coming out as well.
Bella Swan. I was only a few years older than her, so we happened to become good friends overtime. I waved hello when our eyes met, a gentle smile on my features. I began walking down the steps, but ended up tripping on air or something because the next thing I knew I was struggling to keep my balance. Heading towards the hard concrete, I flung my arms around in hopes to regain my composure, and quickly grabbed hold of the railing to stop myself from going any further. Thankfully, it worked.
Standing back straight, I laughed off my shakiness and embarrassment when I realized that Bella had witnessed literally all of that.
“Haha, phew! That was a close one!” I grinned, my palm making its way to my chest. The girl across the yard from me chuckled, awkwardly looking around before tucking her hair behind her ears.
“Yeah, glad you’re okay.” She responded, clearly amused by my near death experience.
“Indeed I am.” I replied, continuing to walk to my car, finally away from those demonic stairs. Though, it was as if the universe hated me today, because as soon as those words left my mouth I slipped on the wet pavement and went tumbling backwards, airborne and afraid. There was no way I was saving myself this time, my body landed harshly on the ground, my right hand basically bending underneath my arm when I finally met solid earth.
Okay, that hurt.
“Oh my god! Are you okay?” I heard Bella run over to me, this time neither of us were laughing.
My eyes were shut tight to keep the tears from falling, and my lips were pursed closed so that way I wouldn’t fucking scream from the pain of my wrist which was most likely very broken right now. I breathed out a long and shaky breath, forcing my eyes open and letting my tears find their way down my cheeks.
“....I’m c-completely fine.” I cried, pushing myself up with my good hand, along with the help of Bella. “Is... is my hand... supposed t-to be dangling like this?” I asked, knowing damn well it was not.
“Let me drive you to the hospital, come on.” She put her arm around mine and pulled me up. I had a few scrapes besides the obviously snapped in half wrist.
“You have school.” The pain was still shooting but if I kept it still it wasn’t so bad. “Really, I’m fine, I’ll drive myself!” I smiled through my puffy eyes and wet face.
“My boyfriend, Edward, his dad is a doctor. I’m taking you to him, okay?” She guided me to her truck and aided in getting me all situated. At this point I wasn’t crying anymore, but you could still definitely tell I had been. “I can’t believe you tried to say you were fine.”
“Well, most of me is.” I sniffled, looking at the swollen part of my injury.
She glanced at me, shaking her head.
“And I thought I was clumsy.” She muttered. I audibly gasped, she knew I was just kidding...
The rest of the car ride was silent apart from my sniffles and occasional stray tears here and there. My entire arm was throbbing, mostly my hand and wrist though.
Bella pulled into the hospital and found a parking spot, once again helping me out of the vehicle. It’s just a broken wrist, I’m sure I could do these things myself, but then again I was thankful for what she was doing too. Walking inside I had my arm up to my chest, making sure my unusable hand didn’t move even in the slightest otherwise I would be screaming.
After a few minutes of talking to the lady at the front desk, I was finally waiting on the doctor that was apparently my friends boyfriends dad. But like adoptive dad. Bella was sitting on the other hospital bed beside the one I was on, fiddling with her hands and swinging her feet back and forth. She was facing me, so her legs hit mine. I gently returned the kick, and then another, and another. We were giggling, fighting with our feet to pass the time. The door across the hall opened and closed, but we just assumed it was a nurse or a patient, both of our eyes were still locked on the actions at hand, or should I say foot.
Our laughter kept us from hearing the footsteps, so when another pair of shoes stepped into our eyesight we immediately came to a stop.
“Carlisle, hi.” Bella awkwardly greeted.
My eyes made their way to the man in front of us, and I felt my heartbeat quicken at how attractive he was. I gulped. His lips pulled upward in a smile, and I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful he was. Not just his looks but his aura as well.
“Bella, it seems like you two were having fun? It’s nice to see you can still do that in a hospital.” He turned towards me, and as soon as we made eye contact I swear my breath haltered. His eyes were so captivating and they were the most golden hue, i was afraid I wasn’t gonna be able to look away. “You must be Y/N! I’m Dr. Carlisle Cullen, my chart says you think you broke your wrist? Let me have a look, if you will?”
I nodded my head, holding my arm out for him to take. His skin touched mine and I almost gasped at how cold he was, not that I minded... it felt rather electrifying. He began to straighten my hand out, which definitely had me wincing.
“You are correct, you’ll need to be in a cast. You’ve also got some bad scrapes on your elbows, but nothing a little antibiotic cream and a bandaid can’t fix.”
Even his voice was smooth, it made everything in me twist and turn and flutter around.
“Y/N, I’m gonna go wait in the car... Edward’s here.” Bella stated, pulling me out of my trance. I looked at her, raising my eyebrows ever so slightly.
“Alrighty.” I replied. She gave me a small smile before making her way out.
Not gonna lie, I was a little salty. Bella will drop anything and leave anyone if her boyfriend is around. It gets annoying at times. I haven’t even met him yet, but now I’ve met his dad before him?
“So, your 22?” I was brought back out of my thoughts by that wonderful voice again. He had already sat down in one of those swiveling chairs and had everything he needed to cast my arm.
“Yeah, I’m getting old.”
He laughed a hearty laugh that came deep within his chest. I couldn’t help but smile myself, proud that I caused that reaction.
“Well, is it too old for a sucker?” He pulled out a couple of different flavors, and I saw my favorite in the bunch.
“Pfft! Hell no.” I took the strawberry one out of his hand with my good arm. “Thank you.”
“Of course. How did you even do this?” Dr. Cullen raised his head to look at me, one eyebrow raised and his stare boring into my own. I tried not to blush, but I felt the heat creeping up.
“Uuuuuuuugggggghhhh, it’s really embarrassing.” I started, wincing at my own clumsy stupidity. “I slipped on my wet pavement. It could have at least happened in a cooler way, but no.”
He chuckled, and I watched him continue his work with my arm.
“You need to be more careful or you’ll be seeing my face more often.” He joked, finishing up the cast.
Note to self: don’t be more careful only to see more of handsome doctor man.
Dr. Cullen chuckled under his breath. I don’t know why, it was silent after he said what he did.
“I will.” I replied with a grin, knowing I probably wouldn’t.
“Will you, actually?” He shot back, an eyebrow raised in a playful manner. It was as if he read my mind, but I just shook it off with a laugh and a nod of my head.
I noticed he was all done with my arm, my cast was my favorite color. How he knew that, I don’t know, maybe it was a lucky guess.
“Well, Y/N, you’re free to go. It was an absolute pleasure to meet you.”
I hopped up, not realizing how close we were when I did that, so I quickly backed up saying a quick sorry.
“Thank you so much, Dr. Cullen.”
“No, please, call me Carlisle.” He gave me the warmest smile I had ever seen, and I couldn’t help but mirror it. “After all, I have a feeling this won’t be the last time we see each other. It’s best to get acquainted now, sooner than later. You’ve got to get that cast off sometime, and I’ll be here to do it.”
Okay, maybe it was just me being a little too hopeful, but was this his way of flirting with me?
“Alright, thank you, Carlisle. I really appreciate it.” At this point I was sure my face was as red as an apple.
As sad as it was, it was time for me to leave. I gave another grin and a small wave before walking away. Though, right before I got to the doors, I decided to be bold. Turning around, I saw that he was already looking at me, which only made me more nervous.
“Oh, and Carlisle, don’t be surprised if I come in here next week with another injury.” I winked at him. This seemed to fluster him, because he shyly looked away with raised eyebrows, but quickly regained his composure as he winked back, this time catching me off guard.
I giggled, waving goodbye once more and making my way back to Bella.
Oh yeah, I’ll definitely be seeing him again.
Cullen Family Helping You Through a Depressive Episode [headcanons]
- The most logical one to be honest
- Being a doctor, he knows how important it is to keep you healthy
- He keeps you fed/watered/nourished, makes you whatever food you want and brings it to you in bed
- Carlisle always makes sure that you have a cool glass of water on your bedside table
- He also helps you stay clean; he will offer to hop in the tub or shower and bathe with you, or if you asked him to he would just wait in the bedroom getting some pajamas for you
- He’ll brush your hair for you, but he’s not a very good stylist so dont expect anything more than a simple braid (and even that would look a little wonky lol)
- Offers to lay with you, if you accept he will hold you so gently and lovingly
- Continuously praising you and telling you how strong you are and how good you have been doing
- Sometimes he will read to you while you cuddle, any book you want
- He's always there for you, he never hesitates to help you whenever you need
- Sometimes he knows when you start spiraling before you do
- He knows just the right things to do and say to help you calm down
- He’s surprisingly scared that you’re going to do something stupid if things get too bad. He hides his fear well, he doesn't want you to worry about him on top of everything else
- Always tries his best to help you and stay by your side for as long as you need
- He can feel that you’re feeling down, without you even telling him
- Never try to hide it from him, cause thats never going to work. He always knows what you’re feeling, and he is always on red alert whenever he feels literally any negative emotion from you
- Jasper is a quiet person, so he isn’t very forward or aggressive about his approach, his is more subtle but still very much effective
- He doesn’t really say a lot, it’s his actions that speak volumes.
- His love language is quality time and touch, so he is always by your side
- He is definitely the type to ask if he can touch you when you start to spiral. If you’re panicking, he asks to give you a hug; if you dont feel comfortable with that, he’ll just hold your hands
- Jasper has never been more grateful for his powers than those times when you feel so down and self hating
- It hurts him so much to feel all that pain and suffering you feel for yourself, and/or in general
- He enjoys quietly cuddling together, which always seems to improve your mood
- If things are really bad, he will hum some old country songs from his childhood, but thats very rare
- The biggest thing he does is to use his powers to help you, but he doesn’t do it to much because he doesn’t want to control your emotions, he just wants to help you know what i mean?
- My favorite himbo <3
- His biggest thing is to distract you and get your mind off of whatever is hurting you
- He will be the one to offer cuddles before you even ask, he hugs you so tight and starts talking about everything and nothing
- Emmett would be the first to help get you out of bed
- He would make a huge effort to keep you fed, he just wants to keep you healthy
- If you’re feeling up for it, he likes to take you on hikes in the woods. It’s a simple thing but it helps you focus on something else
- If you don’t want to get out of bed, he is perfectly fine just cuddling and watching something on tv
- He will whisper sweet things into your ear
- Telling you how much he loves you
- He focuses a little less on the actual situation and more on hyping you up in general
- Like he will compliment your personality and appearance. He will go over everything he loves about you and every single part of your body and tells you why he loves all of it
- He loves to cover you in kisses and doesn’t stop showering you in praises until he knows for a fact that you’re feeling better
- Would either be the sweetest, most comforting man ever or a distant, super cold one
- There’s no in between, sorry about it :/
- Sometimes he would be almost suffocating with how worried and close he would be
- He wouldn’t leave your side for a second, always doing anything you need
- But sometimes it would start to make him start to spiral
- Like he would start to worry that he’s not good enough to take care of you and you dont deserve him
- After he sees how stupid that thought is, he sees how much you need him in this hard time so he steps up to the plate and starts doing much better
- He doesn’t know how to cook, but he’ll buy you any food you want
- He will gladly cuddle and praise you whenever you need
- Sometimes he will even play you some piano, to help you drift off to sleep
- He would surprise you with a song he wrote for you
- Even if he doesn’t want to force you to do anything he would persuade you to get out of bed
- Both of you sit at the piano and she will teach you a thing or two
- But usually he likes to take you on walks in the woods, his favorite thing to do is just lay in the field with you and feel the cool breeze and your warm hand in his
- It brings him peace. Being there with you and knowing that he’s helping you feel better
- She is similar to Jasper with the more subtle approach
- Rosalie understands what it’s like to have those really bad days because she’s had them
- She will help you stay clean and eat something
- Rosalie would take baths with you and brush your hair, doing it up in a beautiful style
- Usually people see her as the cold, stubborn type of girl, but she’s much more than that
- She knows what it’s like to feel that broken
- That’s why she offers her help in any way she can, anything you want, it’s yours
- It’s the little things for her
- Like she’ll make you a simple sandwich or just be cuddling with you
- A bunch of those little things just keep adding up and she doesn’t stop there
- She would bring you gifts to try to raise your spirits
- She’s a little awkward in her approach to showing you this much affection, thats why she does a bunch of little things rather than huge declarations of her love
- It’s more of an unspoken understanding about how much she loves you. But when times like these hit, she realizes that you need her reassurance and love more than ever
- She puts in a huge amount of effort into those small gifts and actions, just to make sure you know she loves you and will always be there when you need
- I know that all of the Cullens know what it’s like to feel broken and hurt, its just that some know the feeling more than others
- Alice definitely knows that feeling
- Sometimes she sees that you’re going to have an episode before it even starts
- So she starts gathering all the supplies: your favorite snacks, blankets and anything else you need
- She is super worried for you but she hides it with her positivity
- She will give you makeovers and take care of you, without you even asking
- The makeovers are her favorite because not only is it a way to get your mind focused on other things but it’s an easy way to help keep up your hygiene with the showering and the self care she helps you with
- Sometimes, if things are looking really bad she will get really worried that something bad was going to happen
- Then she sees a vision of everything being okay in the future
- She very much enjoys wrapping you in tight hugs and whispering nice things to you
- Everything from “You’re so beautiful inside and out, i love you so much” to “everything is going to be okay, we’re going to get through this together. I’ve seen it”
- Dare i say: she would take a much more maternal and protective approach
- I dont want to say she forces you to eat and drink but she definitely makes you stay nourished
- She is more than willing to make you anything you want, she just wants to help in any way she can to make you feel better
- She will help you bathe and cuddle all day if you need
- Cuddling is her specialty, she makes it even better because she likes to sing quietly
- She likes to hum and sing you cute little songs until you drift back to sleep
- As much as she doesn’t want to force you to do anything, she does make you take regular walks and get outside every day
- The movement and fresh air are very important
- She will make a picnic basket and take it on a small hike, just the two of you
- Esme would gladly make your favorite food (or try to) and have a cute little picnic to take your mind off of things :)