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The Diagnosis Of David

Disclaimer: I am by no means a mental health professional. This is just a meta-analysis.

What do we think of when we think of David?

His values of kindness. Optimism. Hope. Conviction. Passion. His drive to do his best every single day. The way he always makes an effort to reach out to others.

But also:

Attachment issues. People pleaser. Rose-colored glasses wearer. And at times, though the fandom doesn’t want to acknowledge it — Selfish. Unstable. Rude. Hypocritical. Kind of a dick.

See this video I made;

He’s complex, so let’s try to unpack him, and figure out what he’s got going on under that floof.

On David’s Childhood

David has been through a number of traumatic events in his childhood, most notably:

Witnessing Jasper fall to his near-death.

Finding Jasper, and being almost mauled by bears during the escape.

Clown school was apparently very bad, given the flashback-like reaction he had when it was mentioned. I’m unsure of his age when this occurred, however.

The fight with Jasper at the cave before they parted ways.

Losing Jasper. He says Cameron told him he was picked up by his parents, but I’m not convinced it’s not just his mind trying to erase painful memories.

As far as what we don’t necessarily see in the show, but can infer, David’s father was either not present or not great. He dreamt Cameron was his real father, as seen below.

And we all know Cameron is an awful father figure to begin with.

Yet, that’s better to David, apparently, than whatever he had at home. Which implies it was likely a pretty bad situation.

This can also be backed up by his attachment to the camp — growing up (and even now) it seems to be more of a home to him than his actual home.

That’s a home that hasn’t ever been mentioned, by the way. Contrary to Gwen, we know absolutely nothing about his family. He hasn’t talked about them once, if I recall correctly.

David is often open with emotions, if not wearing his heart on his sleeve. So why would he never mention his family and home?

We know why.

Even as an adult, he has retained this attachment to Cameron (who has in turn, continued to use this attachment to his benefit). He gets very excited about helping Cameron change in “keep the change” — because he needs to believe people who hurt him can get better. Otherwise, it’s too painful to bear.

The Loss Of Jasper

Part of his childhood, but significant enough to warrant its own section.

Jasper and David had a very interesting relationship. We’ve seen in the past that David was pessimistic, foulmouthed, and hot-tempered, directly compared to an optimistic, peppy, popular Jasper.

But then Jasper saw Cameron’s real self, and David received a modicum of praise for what was likely the first time based on his reaction. And so, they basically did somewhat of a switcheroo.

(David takes on many traits of Jasper after this experience, showing that he does admire him at the end of the day. I believe these traits are the foundation of David’s many masks.)

Despite the whole shebang, further episodes show us that they form a strong bond (or maintain one, we don’t know what happened before the first Jasper and David episode.)

What makes this friendship especially crucial in David’s development is that I believe Jasper was the first person to truly stand up for David.

David is, as we have seen, easily manipulated. Jasper picks up on this, and knowing Cameron’s just trying to use his best friend, tries to take Cameron down.

Jasper essentially died trying to protect David.

If Jasper hadn’t died, I don’t think David would have ended up as gullible and dependent as he is. If he had the more rational and realistic Jasper by his side during the rest of his developmental years, I believe things would have ended up much, much differently.

With Jasper’s death, there seems to be nobody else at camp who knows of Cameron’s crimes, or possibly, doesn’t want to speak out about them. Nobody to stand up for him. Nobody to redirect him.

So there’s nobody to stop the unhealthy-attachment-train from picking up speed.

Cameron And David’s Relationship

Cameron is manipulative and abusive towards David. This even becomes physical:

Despite this, David continues to idolize him as is seen in many cases of abuse. He works his ass off maintaining Cameron’s camp. Cameron’s approval makes or breaks him, because this is the man he sees as a father, unfortunately.

In addition, David is unable to let go of the hope that Cameron can change, because he’s convinced himself that deep down Cameron is still “good”, based on his skewed perception of him. And we all know how that ended.

But as Diane from Bojack Horseman once said —

And that is David’s problem — he wants so much for there to be a “deep down”, that there will be a day where Cameron showers him with praise and throws signed adoption forms at him, etcetera.

He judges Cameron not on who he actually is, but who he wants him to be. And so, the unhealthy attachment remains.

(Which is, of course, incredibly destructive to his mental health.)

Other Things We Know About His Mental Health, From Canon

We know he takes meds.

We know he has (sometimes dissociative) panic attacks.

We know he has been seen to suddenly snap, even to the point of violence.

My Final Conclusion: C-PTSD

(As the trauma has been not just one event, but many over the course of his life, and among other reasons, I believe CPTSD fits better than PTSD.)

David meets much of the criteria, most notably:

Lack of emotional regulation

Dissociation

Flashbacks

Anxiety

Guilt and shame

Distorted perception of abuser

Relationship difficulties

Okay this was long I’m tired good night.

#camp camp #camp camp david #cc david

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zapreportsblog · 8 months

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I love it. I felt like Jasper need to realize the animal diet was not working for him. He needs to learn sometimes trying something new does not always goes as planned.

Twilight

Jasper x Mom reader

The reader is Jasper's mom from when he was human. She was turned after he left for the army and believed he had died. She has long brown hair. She has the ability to speak any language just by touch. Garrett is her mate.

feel free to add anything..

Awww

❝my sweet boy❞

✭ pairing : jasper hale x reader x garrett

✭ fandom : twilight

✭ summary : jasper keeps his past very tight lipped but when his mother turns up suddenly and get this she’s engaged to his adoptive fathers old friend, Garrett.

✭ authors note : fast as i can real delulu yelling out my man!

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In the heart of the forest, (Y/N) stood with her mate Garrett, a bond that had grown stronger through centuries of shared experiences. Her long brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, a stark contrast to the shimmering silver of her eyes. (Y/N) possessed an extraordinary ability, one that allowed her to understand and speak any language simply by touching the person. A skill that had come in handy during their nomadic existence.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, (Y/N) felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her. She often thought about her human life, a time when she had been a mother to a young man named Jasper. He had left for war, only for her to receive news of his tragic demise shortly after. It was a pain that had never truly healed.

"Garrett," she said softly, her voice carrying the weight of memories. "There's something I need to tell you."

Garrett turned his gaze toward her, concern etched into his features. "What is it, love?"

Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) began recounting the tale of her human life, her voice tinged with sadness. "I had a son, Jasper. He left for war, and I was told he never returned. That he died on the battlefield."

Garrett's expression shifted from concern to surprise. "Jasper? I think I know him."

(Y/N)’s heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean? How could you know him?"

Garrett's eyes met hers, his voice laced with a mix of uncertainty and realization. "I think he survived, (Y/N). I believe he was adopted by an old friend of mine after he was turned."

(Y/N)'s heart raced, hope and disbelief warring within her. "That can't be true. I was told he died. Are you certain?"

Garrett nodded, conviction in his gaze. "I've seen him, (Y/N). He's part of a coven, the Cullens, and I've crossed paths with him. He's a vampire now."

Tears welled up in (Y/N)’s eyes, emotions swirling as memories resurfaced. She felt a mixture of joy and sorrow, the prospect of seeing her son again too overwhelming to ignore.

"Take me to him, Garrett," she implored. "Please, I need to see him."

Garrett's expression softened, his fingers gently brushing against (Y/N)’s cheek. "Of course, my love. If he's truly your son, you deserve to reunite."

With a newfound determination, (Y/N) and Garrett embarked on a journey to find the Cullen coven. As they approached the house, (Y/N)’s heart raced with anticipation. The prospect of seeing Jasper again, even in his immortal form, was almost too much to bear.

The door opened, revealing a strikingly beautiful family. A tall, blonde vampire with a strong yet gentle demeanor stepped forward.

"Hello," he greeted warmly. "I'm Carlisle Cullen. How can we help you?"

Y/N took a deep breath, her fingers tightening around Garrett's hand. "I'm (Y/N). This is Garrett. We've come to see someone. Someone named Jasper."

Carlisle's expression shifted from curiosity to understanding. "Ah, you must be (Y/N). Jasper has spoken of you."

Emotion choked (Y/N)’s voice. "May we see him? Please."

Carlisle nodded and stepped aside, allowing them entry. (Y/N)’s heart raced as she caught sight of him. Jasper stood a short distance away, his golden eyes meeting hers with a mixture of shock and recognition.

"Mother?" he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Tears streamed down (Y/N)’s cheeks as she took a step forward, her fingers trembling with a mixture of longing and joy. "Jasper, my sweet boy."

In an instant, they were wrapped in an embrace that transcended time and pain. (Y/N) held her son tightly, her heart finally finding the closure it had desperately sought for centuries.

As the Cullens watched the reunion unfold, a tangible bond of family and love, they understood the weight of the moment. (Y/N) had unearthed a piece of her past, and in doing so, had forged a new chapter in her immortal life.

Jasper's eyes remained locked with (Y/N)’s, disbelief and shock written across his face. He had thought his mother was long gone, lost to the ravages of time and the cruel circumstances of his transformation. And yet, here she stood before him, a living testament to the unexpected twists of fate.

"Mother," Jasper managed to choke out, his voice trembling with a mix of emotions. "Is it really you?"

Tears glistened in (Y/N)’s eyes as she nodded, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Yes, Jasper. It's me, my dear boy."

Emotion washed over Jasper, the floodgates of memories opening wide. His human life, the love he had for his mother, the pain of parting, all of it surged to the forefront of his mind. He stepped closer, his arms hesitantly encircling her once more, the years of separation melting away in that simple embrace.

"You were turned," Jasper murmured, his voice a mixture of wonder and realization. "You've become like me."

(Y/N) nodded, her fingers gently brushing against his cheek. "Yes, after I believed you were gone, the pain was too much to bear. Garrett found me, and he changed me."

Jasper's gaze shifted to Garrett, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assessed the man who stood beside his mother. Garrett, for his part, met Jasper's gaze with a mixture of understanding and respect.

"I owe you an explanation," Garrett said calmly. "Your mother and I are mates now."

Jasper's eyes widened, the gravity of the situation settling in. "Mates?"

(Y/N$ nodded, her fingers intertwining with Garrett's. "Yes, Jasper. Garrett has been by my side for centuries. He's helped me heal, helped me find a new purpose."

Jasper's emotions were a whirlwind—confusion, surprise, and an underlying sense of happiness for his mother. He glanced back at (Y/N), his eyes searching her face for answers.

"You're engaged?" Jasper asked, his tone a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

(Y/N) smiled softly, a blush touching her cheeks. "Yes, we are."

Garrett added, his voice filled with genuine warmth, "Jasper, your mother is an extraordinary woman. We've found strength and love in each other."

Jasper's expression softened, his initial reservations giving way to a growing acceptance of the situation. He had been through enough in his immortal life to know that love could be found in the most unexpected places.

"I'm glad you found each other," Jasper said, his voice sincere. "You deserve happiness, Mom."

(Y/N)’s smile widened, relief and gratitude evident in her eyes. "Thank you, Jasper."

As the trio stood together, the weight of the past and the promise of the future intertwined, Jasper felt a sense of belonging he hadn't experienced in a long time. The reunion had brought about an unexpected twist in his immortal existence, one that would forever change the dynamics of his relationship with his mother and her mate.

In that moment, Jasper realized that even in the world of vampires and eternal life, connections could be mended and new bonds formed. And as he looked at (Y/N) and Garrett, hand in hand, he knew that their love story was a testament to the resilience of the human heart, even in the face of immortality.

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thegoldfishkid13 · 7 months

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Granted Jasper Hale x Human Reader

Warnings: Swearing, angst

word count: 621

Type: angst with fluffy ending

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I slammed my fist on the table, not caring about the pain that sprung up my wrist. Everything that had led up to the fight was too much. I had given him everything and he has given me nothing in return, well he has given me pain. My heart hurts, everything I did for him and he turns his back and tries to leave me like this. I can feel the tears stream down my cheeks, his face is unreadable.

“Y/n you’re making too big of a deal out of us leaving. It was to keep you safe!” His voice showed more emotion that his face had; he was pleading with me it seemed, but I couldn’t care.

“ You left… No fucking note, no call. No God Damn Text! Six damn months! Do you know how that made me feel? No you don’t, I felt replaceable and worthless. A piece of trash you could throw away!” I had started to raise my voice, it shook as I spoke. All I wanted to do was sit in bed and cry. I stare into his face, tears that will never fall are pricked in his tear duct. His face showed sorrow and guilt.

“ I didn’t ask for you to try and protect me, all I asked was for you to stay by my side but you can’t even do that” I turn on my heels, the other cullen members were standing behind me, I passed them and walked out the door; I could hear Jasper call my name but I didn’t care. I got into my care and drove home, or a house I had once called home. As I drove my phone rang and rang, I didn’t pick up, there's nothing that can change my feelings. It's done between me and Jasper. Once I got home I ran straight to my room not even bothering with my parents, they don’t care, all they want is money. I stayed in my room for the rest of the week. I know that it's dramatic but I didn’t want to speak to anyone. It was midnight on Saturday, and a knock on my window, I didn’t get out of bed or anything. I heard the window open and a person step in.

“ Y/n…I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said what I had said. I am truly sorry that I didn’t call or text you while I was gone. I thought that what I was doing was best but it really hurt the person that I love the most. I love you and I’m so very sorry.” He spoke, tears welled up into my eyes and I sat up to look at him, he was holding a bouquet of flowers and one of your favorite hoodies out his. A tear slipped down my cheek as I got up and hugged him.

“ I forgive you Jasper” He ran his fingers through my hair and realized that it was all knots and tangles, he realized that I hadn’t been properly taking care of myself.

“Sit, I will help you detangle your hair, and after that we could cuddle.” I sat down in my desk chair and he grabbed the stuff to start to brush the knots out of my hair. After everything that had happened in the six months that he was gone it was good to have him back, he's the person that I look to most because he gives me energy and happiness.

“Thank you jasper” He hummed a thank you in response and continued to brush the knots out, and after we were done we had gotten into my bed and cuddled, I fell asleep knowing that I had my favorite person with me.

#jasper hale x reader #twilight #jasper hale #twilight x reader #twilight imagine

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fuckmeyer · 9 months

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Jasper as a character is so interesting because he ends up a Confederate because he can't actually empathise with the slaves and because he simply accepts cruelty around him, and then when he becomes a vampire he literally can't ignore others suffering because it hurts him, but even decades after he becomes a Vegetarian he still can't get a hang of it partially because he still can't see humans as *people*. Idk there's smth to be said about him becoming a vampire because of his own cruelty and then being eternally in horrific pain because of said cruelty that fucks.

Jasper's whole life is a curse & i love to see it

here we have a Confederate supposedly so empathetic that he acquired a "gift"... yet not so empathetic as to recognize he was fighting for the enslavement of an entire race. despite seeing the consequences of slavery literally every day. now, the man who spent his last human days denying the humanity in others is forced to spend his immortal life being slapped in the face with their emotions. forever. hueeueueueu-

yeah, i would call that "gift" a curse, actually.

if Twilight weren't a horror story, we might see a discussion between Jasper/Bella about how immortality forces you to confront the darker side of your nature (e.g. "there will come a day when the societal beliefs imbued unto you leaves you standing on the wrong side of history"), & Jasper's journey with finding love & humanity. OR, y'know, he could've just had ONE (1) line where he says "yeah i'm not proud of my service." simply, if Twilight weren't a horror, Jasper could see the error of his ways & change for the better.

HOWEVER. Twilight vampires are "mentally frozen" when they turn, so Jasper is likely still a racist who does not regret his service. no matter how many times he is confronted with his cruelty, he won't change. meaning whatever life he chooses, his gift dooms him.

wow! eternal curse!

we see evidence of this frozen mental state in his decision to go vegetarian. he doesn't switch bc he feels bad about killing humans:

"I could feel everything my prey was feeling. And I lived their emotions as I killed them. [...] You've experienced the way I can manipulate the emotions around myself, Bella, but I wonder if you realize how the feelings in a room affect me." (Eclipse, Ch 13)

note the dehumanizing term "prey" & the focus on himself. he laments not that the human lives he's taking have value but that their dying moments harsh his vibe.

the irony! trapped as an empath while never possessing the ability to be an empath! CURSE CURSE C-

herein lies a bigger, juicier curse: Jasper is, himself, (hot take) enslaved in the sense that he will never know freedom, philosophically speaking, due to the choices he made in life. the series tries to paint him as a master tactician & competent leader; fanon often paints him as a free-thinking amoral black sheep. in reality, he simply obeys the commands of higher authorities & abides by their worldview regardless of how toxic it is to himself or others.

in the beginning, he had María.

he entered the Southern Vampire Wars not by his own volition but stayed because he was content not having a choice. however one feels about María, the fact of the matter is 1) as a newborn he was stronger, bigger, & faster than her & could have run away or overpowered her, 2) had the "gift" to identify emotions & could KNOW when/if she was malicious or manipulating him, & 3) could have escaped by influencing her emotions to make her disinterested in him. at any time in the 100 years they were together, he could have left. he talks about never knowing a life outside the war & discovering "options I'd never dreamed I had." ok???? run 100 miles in any direction & you would have seen a life outside of war. BOI-

instead, he took comfort in being submissive & adopting someone else's ideology. not only did it remind him of his past, but it meant he had no need to reflect on his actions or beliefs. he prefers others dictate his worldview & order him around even if it means being unhappy. he only left because he was going to be assassinated, & even then, it wasn't until someone else told him another life was possible that he "realized" another life was possible.

notably, the period where he's most free— living with Peter & Charlotte— is his rock-bottom where "the depression got worse." but, again, not because he realized the value of human life: "I was so wearied by killing [...] even mere humans."

then he meets Alice.

Alice, who has visions of being vegetarian & converts him so they can live with the Cullens. Alice, who dictates how her family should live their lives to the point where she manipulates them. Alice, who goes so far as to dress the Cullens, who orders Jasper to wait in the car while she & Bella go shopping, who Jasper refers to as "truly [...] one frightening little monster" because for all his experience she can still beat him in combat.

his eternal soulmate is authority.

despite being unhappy with his vegetarian life, as it makes him feel weak & coddled & a liability to everyone around him, he follows the lifestyle because Alice tells him to.

then there's the Volturi, another authoritative body. "We owe the Volturi for our present way of life," says acclaimed bootlicker Jasper Hale, who in the same moment shudders at the atrocities they committed, yet strangely sees no other way for a governing body to keep the peace... so... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

but, since Carlisle outranks the Volturi as an authoritative figure in that he more closely aligns with Jasper's new worldview, Jasper sees no problem deposing the vampiric governing body if it means his sister-in-law of like 2 months can keep her demonic spawn. so i guess we don't really owe the Volturi that much

to his credit, we see glimmers of him questioning his leaders: 1) his decision to leave Maria, 2) his considering switching diets to defeat Victoria, & 3) going against the Volturi. but, again, these decisions are all just a result of his self-preservation & submitting to the higher authority du jour.

in the end, he has the perfect storm of conditions that would allow him to escape the prison he's created, to find freedom & to love humanity unconditionally... but he won't. Jasper's ultimate curse is that regardless of whether he realizes the enslavement of his own self, he will never leave his cage because it's cozy & easy & allows him to never think for himself.

AAAANYWAY Jasper's life sucks & he's trapped in an eternal prison of his own making. lol

#twilight #twilight renaissance #the twilight saga #jasper hale #twilight meta #twilight headcanon #you're right there really is something to be said about jasper the shitfuck confederate ending up in this situation!!!#like it would be tragic if it wasn't so comedic and if he didn't display a modicum of self-awareness!!!!#you make a great point about how he accepts cruelty his whole life and even when he's unable to ignore it he just is forced to accept it fo #ever #the absolute *chefs kiss* curse. smeyer coudlnt have written a better curse if she tried #in fact i do believe ALL the cullen gifts are actually curses in their own way #and it's so delicious to think about it that way #god i just love thinking about twilight as a horror #you're right riote- It Fucks #thanks for sending this my way!#cheers~

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xetswan · 2 months

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Unknowing- Florida

(Alice x Reader x Jasper)

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Warnings: a little spicy?

Learning to be a hybrid was... in less than two words; different. I don't use my werewolf ability at all.

But having that in me I can sense more than I ever have before. Hunting is something new as well. I can see better in the dark. The taste was more bearable- speaking of taste I can eat human food again too.

Now when I eat in front of Charlie it's not tasting like sand anymore. I can go out in the sun as well, I don't sparkle like the others.

I'm still immortal, I still need to drink blood to survive and not get thirsty. My abilities are enhanced. I can take energy from electronics now, and plant-life.

Getting back to school, everyone was curious about where I was, having to tell them I had to get surgery done in a different state. Angela was the most worried, and concerned. Jessica acted like she cared but we all know how she really felt.

Today, I decided to sit at lunch before Jasper and Alice joined me. "My fellow students. Cool, right? Wow, okay, right? We are the future. Anything is possible... if you just believe." Mike reads out loud as he is writing on what Jessica should say since she's valedictorian. "Nice." Angela mumbles, not really paying attention.

He rips the page from his notebook. "Blah, blah, blah... Perfect. And you got yourself a speech." He hands the page to her.

"No, this will be my speech when I want everyone to throw their diplomas at my head. So... Thank you." She crumpled the paper, tossing it at him.

"Ya gotta embrace the cliches, Jess." Mike tells her.

"They have the bread and butter of all valedictorians." Eric chimes in. "And that is why you are not valedictorian. And Jess doesn't need cliches. Her speech is gonna be epic." Angela hypes up her close friend.

"Epic? It'll change lives." Jessica grins, and after that Alice and Jasper abruptly appear, carrying food trays as if they're going to eat them.

They sit on either side of me. Jasper kissing my temple. "I decided to throw a party." Alice announces with a huge grin.

"After all, how many times are we gonna graduate high school?" Jasper asks in a teasing tone that only Bella, Edward, Alice and I are going to understand. Edward and I stifle a smile.

"A party? At your place?" Angela questions. "I've never seen your house." Jessica says. I lean my head onto Jasper's shoulder. "No one's ever seen their house." Eric points out.

"I have." I raise my hand a little bit, Eric and Jessica give me a look and I chuckle. "Another party, Alice?" Edward looks at her.

"It'll be fun." She assures them.

"Yeah, that's what you said last time." Bella comments, I give her a dirty expression, reaching over to smack her arm. She says ow and I quietly give her a "what the fuck is wrong with you?" before looking back at my girlfriend who is currently freezing, having a vision. Luckily no one is noticing.

"Well cool, that's really uh... normal of you. What time?" She doesn't answer. "Dress code?" Still nothing from her. "Bring anything? Cheetos?"

I shake her shoulder a little bit, "Wake up, Alice." Edward speaks up. "She hasn't been getting much sleep lately, senior jitters." Jasper covers for her, which I'm proud of him for talking more to everyone.

Getting his thirst under control.

Alice wakes from her vision. She gives me a worried expression.

"Oh, babe, can you come with me to your car? I left something." I ask her with a sweet smile. She looks taken back but us three get up and leave the table. I glance back to Edward who gives me a small nod.

"What did you see?" I questioned her as we walked out of the doors of the school. "I- You can't tell Bella. Edward doesn't want her to know." She starts, I nod my head. Edward's been protecting her. It's been a little extreme but Bella's stubborn so I appreciate him for it. "Okay." I motion for her to continue.

"Before I do, babe is new." She mentions what I said earlier. I shrug, holding back a smile. "It kind of just left my mouth. It was too late to go back on it." I mutter. I then hear a dean start walking to the doors, cutting her off before she can say anything else. "Let's go to the car." I tell them, we hurriedly head over to the car before anyone sees.

"It was brief, it has something to do with Victoria and newborn vampires." She says, holding her head as she remembers everything. I let out a breath, I wasn't scared about Victoria anymore.

This might come across as cocky but I have every right to be. "This weekend, she's going to try something. Do you think you would be alright going to Florida with your sister and Edward?" Alice looks up at me, something that I could never get used to.

Another thing that's changed in my transformation is my height. Being 5'8 now, closer to Jasper. Also having a muscular build.

"If it's to protect my sister, of course." I cross my arms, glancing down at her then to Jasper who's smiling at me. "What?" I furrow my brows.

"Nothing." He chuckles, the bell rings and I let out a sigh. "You think Edward will let me take his ability for this test?" I jokingly ask them as we go back inside the school.

"He might if you coerce him." Alice laughs, holding on to my arm. My next class is with him so I actually could if I wanted to. "Might lecture you about it." Jasper disagrees, I press my lips together.

"Shall we see?" I smirk, we stop in front of my class. "We'll see you after class, Darling." Jasper playfully rolls his eyes, both of them waving as they walk to their own class.

I enter the class, noticing Edward already staring at me. I grin, going over to the table we sit next to each other at.

"No." Is the first thing he says. "What?" I act as if I don't know what he means. "You're not taking my ability."

"What do you mean?" I raise a brow, acting confused. "Don't play dumb." He scoffs, but I can tell he finds it amusing.

"I don't know why you're so accusatory. I would never want to use your ability so I could cheat on this test and get an A." I put my hands up defensively, getting out a pencil for the test.

"You're so subtle." He says, then as the class begins the teacher has a student pass out the papers. Edward puts his hand in front of me, tapping the table three times.

A smile grows on my face. The tapping means he's letting me use his energy. He used to do it before I had to go through the transformation. No one knew because everyone thought I was getting better.

He obviously knew I didn't want to worry anyone. Edward's the reason I didn't have to go through it sooner than I wanted.

Two papers are placed on our table, I give one to him.

"So, what was that at school? What did Alice see?" Bella questions Edward and I as we enter the Sheriff's station. "Nothing. Something about Jasper. It was innocuous." Edward lies, my sister glances up at me. I nod, agreeing with her boyfriend.

"I know you know what she saw. Tell me." She demands from him. "It was nothing." He continues.

"You looked worried." Bella points out. "Just that everyone would notice how strange Alice is." He comes up with a cover up. "I think that ship sailed long ago." I cleared my throat, shaking my head at her.

We all look at Charlie who subtly gestures for us to keep our distance. "I wonder what's wrong." Edward says.

"There's someone missing in Seattle, over a year ago. Charlie is doing what he can, but... Do you know something about this?" Bella quizzes suddenly.

"We've been tracking the situation in Seattle for a while. Unexplained disappearances, killings... If the situation gets more conspicuous, the Volturi will step in." Edward explains, I cross my arms, remembering them asking me if I could use Alice's ability to see more.

Using the other's abilities with my situation, we've learned I can experience more enhanced usages. I can barely get anything though.

"If they go to Seattle, they can come here. They can see I'm still human." Bella worriedly expresses. "We won't get that far. But we'll go to Seattle if we have to." He reassures her concern.

"I'll fax these down first thing." I hear Charlie say.

"Thank you." The older couple walks off, he then approaches us.

"Hey you two." He does a short wave.

"Hey." We say almost in unison. "Are you guys ready for dinner?" He asks, I nod my head as Bella verbally answers him. He puts a picture into his case. I take a peak seeing the name and face; Riley.

As we stand there I feel the tension between Edward and Charlie. "It is still just us three, right?" He questions.

"Yeah, I'm just dropping them off. See you later." He gently passes my sister, but before he gets far he stops. "Oh... Bella. My parents wanted to remind you about the... Airline tickets you got for your birthday." Edward refreshes her memory.

"What airline tickets?" Dad asks. "A round trip ticket to see Mom in Florida." She says.

"Wow, that was generous."

"And it expires soon, they say you might wanna use it this weekend." Edward mentions, eyeing me quickly, not even able to be catched by Bella and Charlie. "Well, I can't just drop everything and go."

"It might be your last chance to see her before you graduate." I can tell that sentence hits Bella a certain way. "Well. It might not be a bad idea. Get you both out of the town for a couple days, get some distance." The last part was directed to Edward.

"Yeah, I wouldn't mind seeing mom... As long as you use the companion ticket." Bella then turns to her boyfriend, I suck at my bottom lip trying my best not to laugh at our dad's facial expression.

"Wait, three tickets? Super, that makes me really happy." The sarcasm in his voice almost made me lose it.

Before leaving for Florida Alice and Jasper took me out for a date. Kind of? We went to our usual spot in the woods, sitting on a blanket. "What's all this for?" I question, sitting between them as usual.

"Just wanted to make you feel special before you left." Alice smiles, kissing my lips catching me off guard. "Mm, alright." I lay my head back on the boulder behind us.

"I feel like this is to talk about something serious." I call them out.

"It really isn't, love." Jasper lays a hand on my thigh. "We just want to spend time with you, it feels like it's been a while since we've been able to really be alone." Alice chimes in. Then I lifted my head, her tone of voice felt different.

"Mm, yeah?" I hum out, realizing how close they really are now.

"Tonight is gonna be all about you, Darling." Jasper takes my hand, sliding it into his as he then kisses it softly.

Alice comes closer to my face, I lift my free hand to the back of her head and roughly smash my lips upon hers. I feel Jasper's lips lead up to my neck.

I feel my face warm up intensely. I feel Alice bite my bottom lip and I let out a low growl in response, laughing at her antics.

Jasper was still attacking my neck as Alice and I were making out.

It's been a while since we've gotten to do anything. All the drama of our weird lives we live.

I'm not going to give too many details of the night.. Just know the sun was out when it was over.

"Aren't you two going to miss this? Don't you just feel the vitamin D soaking up in your pores?" Renee questions us, we both told her our plans after graduation.

She thinks that Bella's going to the University of Alaska. And I'm going with Jasper and Alice to the country of Europe to travel mine's not exactly a lie though. Right now we sit in the sun, lying in lounge chairs that are pushed tightly together.

"Yeah, I'm gonna miss this." Bella admits. "I was never one for the sun." I comment, our mom sighs out a small snicker. "I remember." She smacks my knee in a playful manner.

"You know, colleges in Florida are a lot sunnier. I'm just saying Bella, if you go to the University of Alaska... I'm never gonna see you." Renee frowns, attempting to change my sister's mind about the Alaska thing.

Renee is excited about my traveling, I told her she could join every now and then when we first got here. She takes our moms hand. "They have a really great science program."

"You mean Edward program." She nudges Bella who smiles, looking inside the house. Edward was sitting in a chair with a view of Bella, offering a small wave to her then continuing back to a conversation with Phil who was lying on the couch.

"The way he watches you... It's like he's willing to leap in front of you and take a bullet or something. Have you noticed that [Name]?" She points out to Bella and then looks at me. I just shrug my shoulders in response. "Is that a bad thing?"

"It's an intense thing. You're different with him. If he moves, you move. Like magnets." Renee tells Bella, not upset about it."I don't know, we're just... In love." Bella doesn't exactly know what to say.

"I get it. I just want to make sure you're making the right choices for you. You know, cause you're the one who's gonna have to live with them." She's being a mom which is understandable, if only she knew what the both of us really have to deal with. Bella takes the information in though.

Our mom notices her in her own head so she changes the subject. "Alright, enough with the heavy." She reaches under her chair and pulls up two large boxes.

"Mom." Bella starts. Renee places one on both our laps. "Congratulations, my girls." She clasps her hands together. "I didn't want you to spend your money." Bella frowns.

"I didn't, come on." She rushes us. "Thank you, mom." I smile at her. "Open it before you thank me." She motions for me to get to it. We open the box to find quilts, we unfold it and see what they're made of.

"Are these all our old trip T-shirts?" Bella grins, shocked by our gift. "I saved them all. I thought they'd make a good quilt. To keep you warm in Alaska. And you warm wherever you travel if needed." She tells us both. "Remember this one? Ensenada." She points to one of the shirts on Bella's quilt that's in a different place on mine. "The snake pit." Bella nods.

"Yep. But this one is my favorite. Here..." She points to the one on mine. "The three-headed lobster in Maine." I comment. "This is amazing." Bella hypes up the gift.

"No, honey. I'm glad you both like it. I just figured, you know, when you two get older, have kids. We can add to it. Maybe go visit... the world's largest catsup bottle or something." She explains the gift. Both of us go quiet. She wraps us both in the quilts. "Oh... I'm glad you like it." She smiled sweetly. Bella hugs Renee tightly.

My chest tightens, knowing this could be Bella's last time, Bella waves to me to join so I place the Quilt down and join in the hug. I feel my mom's arm squeeze my back to bring me closer.

"I just thought, you should have a little piece of me, up there in Alaska, and wherever your heart desires, [Name]." She says, I back away from the hug.

"Mom." Bella begins. "Yeah."

"I miss you." She says truthfully. "Oh, honey. I miss you, too." I could tell she was surprised from Bella's emotional state but continued to hug her.

I call Alice and Jasper every like three hours to check in with everything.

I could tell Bella was getting nosey so when I did it I went to the ocean to have a walk or outside where Bella couldn't hear what I was saying.

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When I was fourteen, I asked Grandma to sue for custody over me and my brother. She would probably have won, too. Our neighbors had called the sheriffs more than once when they heard the screaming. I denied everything, but it all got written down anyways. The court could subpoena those records, I would honestly testify in court, and that would be the end of it.

We were stargazing in her back yard. She drank whiskey. She wouldn’t let me have any, even though I drank with Dad all the time, so I had a Pepsi. I carried two lawn chairs out into the darkness. Only it wasn’t really darkness. On the eve of a full moon, I could see the smallest lines of the bar code on my soda can. That night was a new moon without clouds. Nothing to obscure the stars.

For years, I had wanted to ask Grandma to adopt us, but I never found the courage. The idea just burned inside my head. I dreamed of leaving home and living with her; instead, the words had always died in my throat. Impossible to speak, impossible to keep inside.

That night, Toby was sleeping like a rock inside, my soda was sweet, the stars were shining, and I thought, I want to be here every night. So I decided to finally tell Grandma what I wanted.

“I want to stay with you.”

“You can stay the night. We’ll just go in and call your father to let him know where you are.”

“No. I want to stay here permanently.”

Grandma didn’t say a word.

“I want you to sue for custody,” I said.

“Jesus, Jasper…” she said. “What do you think that would do to your father?”

“He’d have two less mouths to feed.”

“And two more holes in his heart.”

“He doesn’t love me.”

“Of course he loves you.”

I swallowed. I had already admitted my deepest fantasy—that Grandma would take me and my brother away—and suddenly, I found that I couldn’t keep secrets anymore. Once I allowed the dam to crack, the flood was inevitable. I said something I had never admitted to anyone before.

“He hits me.” I waited for Grandma to react. “He hits me hard. Way too hard.”

I stared into my grandmother’s agonized eyes, hoping she would solve all my problems, but she just stared back at me in silence.

“Yesterday, he put out a cigarette on my chest.” I pulled up my t-shirt and showed her the burn on my ribs. “Just because I forgot to take out the trash.”

She still didn’t say anything. I could see her heart slowly breaking apart.

But I also saw that she wasn’t going to intervene.

I had always assumed my grandmother actually would try to take me and Toby once she knew how Dad treats us. I thought I only had to work up the courage to ask. If she knew, she would stop it. She would save me. But she had always known, hadn’t she?

Grandma ruffled my hair.

“When I was a young woman, not much older than you, I would drive to Utah every winter and backpack in the Uintas,” she said. “Completely alone. Sometimes, I would be out there for more than two weeks. The hardest part came halfway through the trip. There was this twelve-mile-long stretch of land without ponds or rivers, which meant that I couldn’t stop and sleep. If I slept, I would wake up without water, and I would die. Once I set out through the dry land, I had to keep moving. No matter what.

“You know how I got through it? I would pick a tree close in front of me, and I would let myself think of nothing else. That tree was the center of every thought in my head. I told myself, ‘You only have to make it to that tree. Then you can stop.’ And it helped, even though it wasn’t true. If I told myself to walk twelve miles, I would drop dead. But I told myself that I only had to walk a few feet to the next tree — and I told myself that at least a thousand times. That mantra got me through it. Because walking to the tree feels like nothing, and by the time you’ve reached it, you feel strong enough to reach the next.”

She put her hand on my shoulder. “Just one more tree, kiddo.”

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darnell-la · 9 months

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Can we get more bellamy blake

Y/n’s pov

I’ve never felt so unhappy in my life. Clark had the whole group, me, Octavia, Raven, Echo, and a few other girls, sit down so she could tell us the news. She and Bellamy are officially dating.

All of us except for Octavia, always talk about how in love we are with Bellamy. How can you not? He’s a leader, he’s fit, his voice is the most attractive thing I’ve heard, his hair is always amazing and he looks at every girl like he’s in love with them.

The only girl he’s ever been touchy with was Clark. That’s when the group started to back off and I began to think I wasn’t enough. Clark would even tell me herself that I’m not his type. I should have listened to her.

“I can’t wait to see little Clark’s and Bellamy’s!” Echo said, making us all laugh. I fake laughed. Clark didn’t stab me in my back but she knew I always had something for Bellamy way before he got hot. It feels like as soon as I told her, she started liking him as well.

“Speaking of the devil. Here he comes,” one of our friends said as Bellamy came up behind Clark and hugged her tightly. That’s when my heart shattered. He looked so happy.

Bellamy had whispered in Clark’s ear for about a minute, probably asking about the party later tonight. Clark had stared at me for a few seconds of that time but maybe that’s because I’m Monty and Jasper's only friend around here.

“Everyone’s coming to the party tonight, right?” Clark asked. “Yeah!” We all replied. Bellamy nodded his head and then turned around to leave but Clark held him back. She pulled him in by his waist and pressed her lips on his. She looked to the side, making sure all of the girls saw how lucky she is.

We all clapped and yelled as I faked it. Octavia can probably tell, but she knows not to ask about how I feel. She knows how I feel about Bellamy already and Clark doing everything better than me, any chance she gets.

“Oh, I’m doing great!” I fake smiled as I held up my cup. “Doesn’t seem like it. You’re drinking,” Monty said. “You never drink,” Jasper said. “C'mon, guys. It’s just one cup,” I said. “Yeah and when you said that 2 years ago, you kept filling that one cup,” Jasper said.

“I know, I know, but I won’t this time guys. I promise,” I said, knowing I shouldn’t have but I did to get them to not worry about me. Why can’t other people care about me and not the same three people?

“We’ll keep checking up on you,” Monty said then walked away with Jasper as I turned back around and leaned onto the bar table. “Another one?” The bartender asked. “Yeah,” I said, making it onto my 4th cup. Usually, I can take it but Monty and Jasper have found stronger berries throughout the years.

“So are you gonna keep drinking or come and dance with your friends?” Someone asked as they stood beside me. “Monty and Jasper will be just fine. They have each other,” I said my last sentence low and a bit slurred.

“I wasn’t talkin’ about them,” I slightly jumped at the low and deep voice of Bellamy speaking next to me. “O-Oh! Oh, then who?” I asked, placing g my drink to the side that I already almost gulped all down.

“Me,” he said. I’ve never considered him a friend. He’s more like a dying crush I want so bad but can’t have. “Didn’t know we were friends,” I awkwardly laughed, still keeping my eyes off of him, knowing his eyes are on me.

“Of course we are. You’re my girlfriend's, best friend,” he said causing my heart to drop. A chuckle slipped from his mouth like he saw my reaction and knew why I reacted the way I did.

“Oh, well, that’s good to know. I think I should get to Monty-“ I tried saying as I grabbed my cup and turned to leave but he stood in my way. “Why? I’m here. Plus, I’m a bit bored and like to be with you,” he said. “W-Well, there are other people for that. Like your girlfriend,” I said

I stepped to the side and then walked off, heating him chuckle one last time. “C'mon, y/n! I just wanna talk,” he said but I didn’t want to. I can’t even be around him anymore without thinking about him and Clark. Clark and him. Him and Clark.

I quickly made it behind the party, to my tent to be away from everyone. Why do I even go? I never talk to anyone and all I do is watch Bellamy dance or kiss one other girl. I’m 22 and still have a little boy crush. What’s up with me?

I changed into my night clothes then flopped on my bed and began reading a book I’ve been dying to finish. As I was flipping through my chapters, I got startled by someone coming into my tent.

“Hey? Hey dude, this isn’t your tent. Hey. Hey!” I yelled at the man as he sipped up my tent then turned around. It’s Bellamy.

“What do you want? You made the rule, no going into other people's tent without permission, Bellamy,” I said, not wanting him to see me like this. I don’t want to see him right now anyways. Too much has been going on.

“When it comes to you, I do what I want. Come here,” he demand, slightly intimidating me so I got up and slowly walked over towards him. “Don’t be scared, just come here,” he said as he pulled me into him by my arm.

“How many cups did you have?” He asked, making me roll my eyes. He’s touching my face and wishing my eyes, basically checking me like a doctor or parent. “Doesn’t matter. You’re not my dad,” I said, still staying still.

I quickly realized I should have answered correctly or ignored his question. Bellamy grabbed my face harshly, causing me to whine in pain. I tried pushing him off but he yelled at me to stop.

“How many, y/n,” he asked, sounding too serious for me to lie or ignore him. “One cup but I uh, I refilled it several times,” I said, making Bellamy sigh loudly and let my face go as he stepped back. He looked stressed.

“It’s not that serious, Bell. Look, I’m back in my tent, safe and sound. So you can go back with your girlfriend and kiss or something,” I said as I walked back over to my bed and sat down.

“Y/n, it’s not about me and Clark right now! It’s about you drinking Monty and Jaspers drink, knowing it’s too strong for you. I’ve seen you black out. And being blacked out in a not-so-secure tent is the last thing you and I need,” he said.

“Why you? It’s my problem if anything happens to me. Not yours,” I said. “Yes, it is!” He yelled as he sped up right in front of me at my bed. “You can’t just skip around here in these skimpy fucking clothes, drink till you’re defenseless, and come back to your tent alone. That’s a free game for anyone, y/n! You need to think!” Bellamy yelled.

“I’m not defenseless,” I said, crossing my arms in front of him. “Don’t start this shit, y/n. You can train all you want but sometimes, it just won’t help you. That’s how life is,” he said.

“I’m not defenseless!” I yelled at him. I got up and pushed Bellamy but he barely moved an inch. “I-I don’t wear skimpy clothes either!” I pushed him again, hoping he’d move this time but he quickly grabbed my wrists and turned me around.

Bellamy pushed me into my bed, making me dizzy. “You don’t wear skimpy shit? Then what the fuck is this?” Bellamy asked and before I could ask what he was talking about, Bellamy ripped my silk shorts off of me.

“No fucking underwear in these loose-ass short shorts. Fucking slut,” Bellamy chuckled in his last sentence. “Bell! Get off of me! What the fuck!?” I yelled, confused on why he was doing this. His girlfriend is my best friend.

“You like me around? I see how wet you are,” Bellamy said as he quickly slipped two fingers into my cunt, causing me to moan at the unexpected feeling of his thick fingers.

“Bellamy, stop it! You can’t just- You’re my best friend’s boyfriend,” I said as tears built up in my eyes. Why am I enjoying this? “Oh, really? You guys are? Then why are you so fucking wet,” he growled in my ear.

“Huh!? Tell me. I wanna know how your best friend's boyfriend is making you soak my fingers,” he teased in my ear, knowing I’m crying from pleasure and guilt. He loves it.

“C'mon, y/n. I wanna know what’s making my princess so wet. I’m not complaining, of course, I just really wanna know. It’s so hot. You’re so hot,” he groaned in my ear as I leaked down my legs.

“You think you can take me, baby? I need to get you use to me before people know we’re fucking. Can’t have them thinking you’re being murdered while I’m in your pretty little cunt,” he said as he fondled his belt and jeans.

“Wait, no- No, we can’t have sex. No one can know about this,” I said, trying to get up but he pushed my back down with the hand that was in me. “P-Please,” I cried, knowing I want this. I want him. I need him. I’ve needed him for too long.

“Thought you said you weren’t defenseless. Look at you now. Sobbing for my cock,” Bellamy teased. I went to try and get up again but quickly buried my face into my sheets as Bellamy pushed his cock all the way into me.

“Fuuuck!” I screamed into my sheets. “Oh yeah. This is what I needed,” Bellamy groaned as he began to thrust into me at a fast and hard paste. “Never knew your ass was this fat, baby. I have to see more of this. It’s already pulling me close to the edge,” Bellamy gave my ass a slap, causing me to let out a yelp.

“Fuck,” he groaned, grabbing my waist tightly to pull me into him like a sex doll. “Bell, B-Bellamy,” I moaned as my legs started shaking. “You’re so sensitive. Already going to have your second,” I could hear his cocky smirk.

“I knew you were slutty. By the way, you walk around in your tight fucking clothes. Fuck, I’m gonna milk you every day,” Bellamy gave my ass another slap, only sending another orgasm rushing over me.

“You’re mine, do you understand me. You fucking tell me. Tell me you’re mine while I cum in you, baby,” Bellamy breathed heavily in my ear. “Bell,” I moaned, feeling horrible but not at the same time. I wanted him first and Clark knew that.

“Tell me!” He growled in my ear as he gripped my neck and tugged my hair so that my head lifted back. “I-I can’t,” I cried as I grinded my ass up against him, riding out the pathetic orgasm that I so desperately needed as soon as he pushed his cock into me.

“Don’t say it in a few seconds, and I’ll cum in your face and make you go to the party,” he said, trying to keep his orgasm back. “Or better yet, I’ll stop right now, pull you to the party and make you get on your knees and finish on your face in front of everyone. Including Clark,” he mocked her name. He doesn’t care.

“Fuck, Bellamy! I’m yours! Fuck, I’m yours!” I moaned out loud as my body shook again. “Fuck, baby. Say it again. Tell me how much you want me to cum in your pretty tight pussy,” Bellamy groaned as he rubbed all over my body, still trying to fuck me with a good rhythm.

“Please cum in me, Bell. I need you,” I whined. “Only if we go to Clark tomorrow and show her how full I get you after morning sex. I know that bitch move she pulled and I played along. Just to get to you, baby. Just to get right here with me buried deep in your soaked pussy,” Bellamy whispered in my ear, causing me to cum all over his legs and mine again.

“O-Okay,” I whined, so dick-drunk that I barely noticed he admitted to getting with Clark just to get with me. “Mhm, fuuuck!” Bellamy groaned in my ear as he slowly thrusted into me as he filled me up until his cum leaked out of me.

“So fucking good, baby. You feel so fucking good,” he whispered into my ear as my eyes blurred out a bit from the amazing sex session and the alcohol still in my system.

“I’m sleeping here tonight. Tomorrow we’ll move all of your things to my tent. We can honestly combine our tents so we’ll have a bigger space,” Bellamy started speaking after he pulled out of me and pulled me into him as he laid back on my bed.

“Okay,” I smiled down at him. “Are you gonna continue being friends with Clark?” Bellamy asked, sounding worried. “No, especially not after this,” I giggled. “Good, because she’s been talking down on you for years and I couldn’t stand it. Only made me grow more love for you, actually,” Bellamy admitted.

“I’ve liked you for too long,” I laughed, embarrassed at how long it’s been. “Trust me, it’s cute and very noticeable,” he said. “What!?” I asked, making me laugh. “Hell yeah. You’re not slick at all,” he said, and I buried my face in his chest. At least he likes me back.

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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 4 months

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What if, somehow, Bella and Edward had zero classes together and never got close to each other until graduation day? At which point Edward smells her for the first time?

Why Edward likes Bella so much.

Also the caveat that Forks is small enough that this would never happen. Especially when Edward and Bella are pointedly in honors classes. That was the whole thing, Edward couldn't change his schedule to avoid Bella in Biology. It's slightly miraculous he somehow only shared Biology with her.

Well.

Bella's in trouble.

The thing about canon is that Edward initially found Bella to be extremely overrated. The school goes nuts over her and he looks over and sees a girl that, sure, she's pretty, but Rosalie as a human was 1000 times hotter and she's sure to be boring and gross like all the other ones. He vaguely approves of how she responded to Jessica when she filled her in about the Cullens and lunch in general but he was extremely not interested.

We'll be generous and assume Bella's not murdered/dies in a parking lot/all the other times Bella would have died without Edward's intervention.

This then continues for a year and a half. We'll assume Bella's still the hot commodity for the prom (which she then flees to Seattle to avoid). Bella has more or less the same relationship with Angela and Jessica. It doesn't get as strained in New Moon with Jessica, but Bella also doesn't initiate anything either, and Bella doesn't get close to Jacob having no reason to seek him out in New Moon and going "ew too young" when meeting him in general (as she did in Twilight and parts of New Moon). (Most the wolves also don't shift as James and company roll through town and leave again as they would have had Bella not been at the baseball game).

What we're getting at is a girl who's pined over the mysterious hot Cullens from a distance but has been far too shy and mortified to ever do anything about it (which is good because Edward would eat her). As in canon, Bella tries to subtly grill everyone she can, but the most she's getting is the flirting with Jacob in which he reveals that "yeeeeeeeah we're really superstitious and it's kind of embarrassing". Bella probably doesn't believe it in this world and wishes she had a way to organically get close to the Cullens when she shares classes with none of them and has to stare at them sadly from across the lunchroom.

Luckily for her, because she doesn't speak about it out loud, Edward pays relatively little interest. I imagine he's wary of why this girl keeps asking about the family, but Alice hasn't seen anything, and her lack of thoughts is probably his gift acting up (what he assumed in canon) or else there's something wrong with her head (what he also assumed in canon).

All that aside, we get to graduation, he smells the smell, and we'll say he pinpoints it to Bella Swan (he may or may not be able to do this if he's in a crowd in which case... well... things won't be good).

And we'll say that Alice for some reason is so distracted watching Jasper again that she misses all of this.

If it's Bella, and he knows he's likely to never see her again, we get one of two things. The first is that he goes through with the Biology plan, he either murders the entire graduating class, all their family, and friends so as to eat Bella Swan or else he holds himself off until he can lure Bella out on her own at which point she never comes home from graduation.

Otherwise, he manages to succeed in controlling himself, runs off to Alaska, and thank god the family's going to "college" now and Edward is not going to the same school. Except. Now. It bothers him.

What we get is Twilight the college edition in which Edward "SURPRISE" transfers to the school Bella's going to, in her exact department, making sure he's in the course offerings with her, so he can meet her again and prove to himself that he has totally great control and she's not the boss of him and make sure he didn't reveal he was a vampire.

It's basically the same as canon except Bella's only slightly older and not sure how to take the fact that Edward ignored her for a year and a half and now he's suddenly at her college.

(In which Edward will either eat Bella or turn her. There's no third door.)

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cookie-crumblr · 7 months

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Hype Train!

F!Streamer Reader x M!Yandere Streamer OC

Part 5~

His Info: 📹✨

Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: NSFW, !F reader, use of she/her when referring to reader, reader has a vagina, SMUTT, cockwarming, mutual teasing, pet names (good girl, pretty, my girl), yandere, exhibitionism

“Try to not worry f’me, okay?”

You sigh, “I’ll try. I really will. It’s just gonna be really hard, ya know?”

“Of course, I’d never ask you to completely stop anything. I just wan’ ya t’ know that I’m gonna protect you.” Jasper kisses your palm, “from everything.”

A smile spreads across your warming face.

“I love you, Jasper. I trust you, just promise me you won’t get in trouble… I—I don’t wanna be without you.” Tears prick at your eyes. You’ve never been able to let your guard down… You’ve never even felt this scared before.

He reaches up to gently wipe your face and kiss both your cheeks.

“Nothing will take me away from you, pretty.” Your hair slips through his fingers as he deeply inhales your scent. “I promise.”

You beam, “Oh! by the way, I was planning on streaming tonight, would you wanna collab?”

“I have a great idea for a collab, actually…”

“Mm!! Uhh, oh! S-sorry, hah! Ummmm, Y-yurmomstinks, uhh, hah! th-thank you for thhhe—the um, resub! You’re amazing!” You stammer out before muting your mic in a ferver. “Jasper! I don’t think I c-can do this! they’re gonna know!!” you hiss.

His head remains draped over your shoulder.

“Hmmm, I think your doing amazin’, sittin’ on my cock while entertaining our viewers like the good girl you aree~. I’m so lucky my girl’s s’ talented,” He blows a little puff of air onto your neck.

“St-stooop! p-please, Jasperr! H-how am I supposed t-to d-do this?” You whine, the intense pressure and searing heat inside you make it almost impossible to function.

Did it get bigger somehow?

“Ahhrrrrg! You’re insatiable… And What is that? Why does it f-feel… like, b-bigger or something?”

“You’re one t’ talk. I keep feelin’ you squeeze me even tighter. You want so much more. Don’t lie~” The grin on his stupidly hot face is audible as he teases you. “nd I put my piercing back in” he nonchalantly tickles your neck with his teeth.

“What?! It’s p—pi—ha—pierced!?”

He pushes his hips up, going even deeper into you. “mmhmmm, ’s it too much f’you?” his snake bites tickle your ear as he nips it.

“Mmmf!!! D-don’t d-do th—aaaat!! Jas-ah-perr” He rolls himself under you slowly, gripping your sides to keep you in place.

You bite your lip.

“Do you really want me to stop, pretty girl? hmmm?” He starts to lift you off of his lap.

“AH! N-no!!!” You reach down and claw into his thighs.

“hmm,” He hums in satisfaction, “and you said I’m the insatiable one,” he tuts, and then all of a sudden while he’s still holding you above his lap, he bucks up, and pulls you down hard to meet him halfway.

“AHH! Jas-!!!” he lowers himself, lifts you, then slams back up into you again. “I-I’m gonna!!!”

“Do it.” he commands, “Cum on this cock, pretty.”

“Mmmmffff fffffuuuuck!” You convulse, and cry out.

He unmutes you, and slowly lowers you back down…

“You better quiet down, p-pretty, they’ll figure us out~.” He kisses your neck.

“Ffffff-uuuck youuu,” you quake as you come down, the pleasure still building though. Even your Vtuber model is twitching around the corner of the screen.

“Not yet, prettyy~,” He speaks smugly over your shoulder into the mic.

“Mm, ah! S-sorry every-one! I ha-ad to t-take a phone call!”

The chat is already blowing up…

“😳😳😳Was that… Jasper_????”

“Uhm…😵 Are you seriously getting fucked rn?”

“She def is😪.”

“That sounded like Jasper tho”

“Yo waddup Jas!”

“tell him we say HI!☺️☺️☺️!!”

“haaaaa, Oh my g-goodness guys! No! I’m seriously n-not-”

“It’s okay, Y/username, t-tell them who you belong tooo~” His smug grin is even more evident as the chat speeds past at the speed of light.

“Jasper!!! Shut uppp!!!”

“OH MY GOD!!! IT REALLY IS JASPER?!”

“NO WAY”

“IS THAT REALLY JASPER?!”

“JASPER_!!!?”

“ASHDMDMSKSMMXM🥵”

“SHE REALLY IS GETTING FUCKED!!!”

“i knew it.”

“yup”

“i knew it. i just ddnt think it was gonna b him…😔”

“Wow…”

“I was seriously in love with him tho😭”

“😱This is ILLIGAL”

“bro…🤤 How tight is sh-” he bans that one before you can finish reading it.

and so much more, you only catch a few as they fly by.

Tears start to prick at your eyes, you feel a little scared, some of them seem mad…

“Hey now, don��t be mean. Y/Username is my girl. If you disrespect her, you’re no longer welcome in either of our streams.” He scolds the viewers.

“You’re literally fukin rn tho. 😑”

“No, he’s right”

“Maybe she’s just excited?”

“😳…tickle fight???”

“S-sorry guys, I am-mm, with Jasper. We are just joking around behind the camera, hah, nothing like that! I swear!”

“We are together though.” He starts, “So You’ll all have ta get used to it. Got it?”

You stifle a laugh.

“Mmm!” he groans as your body shakes.

“someone call the Litch police! They really are fucking!🚔🚔🚔”

“TOS”

“TOS OMG🚨🚨🚨”

“OH NO MY EAAARRRSSSS”

“TEE OHHH ESSSSS🚨”

“No, wait, this is getting good guys😏…”

“^^ agreed😏”

You get a pretty devious idea, and the smirk to go with it…

With new purpose you grind down into his lap, rotating your lower half, you’re a little jittery, but the desired effect is still met.

“Y-y/User-username! ffffuuuuck-” his head falls over the back of the chair, his hands curling tighter into your sides.

“What is it Jassspserrrrr~? Tell themm~” you stifle more giggles, and his hips buck into your ass involuntarily. “Ahh!” You gasp.

“Ah! mmm!” He struggles.

Now you’re both fighting live on litch to make the other finish first.

“mmm, you little,” He lifts you again, the monitors shake as you hold on for dear life.

Your elbows hold you up and you push the keyboard out of the way. “L-little what? hmmm??” You laugh.

“That’s it. S-Streams over.” He reaches around you.

“Just when it was heating up,”

“Oh man, that’s really hot ngl…”

“I still can’t believe it’s really him.”

“Yeah when did this even happen??”

“Who cares, that was hot asf”

“did ny1 clip that???”

“Did you fuckin hear her? she was defsoaking his lap”

“Yeah, share plz!”

The chat continues to wiz past even after he ended the stream.

You’re forced to lean onto the desk with your head down, and your back arched. The access he has to your pussy from this angle is intense.

You already knew you were going to lose, but you had fun getting to tease him back.

“I-love y-ou Y/N!” He thrusts his hips up into you not stopping, your body is threatening to knock everything off everything down as you’re pushed forward more and more with each one.

You’re going to have bruises on your hips from him forcing you into the edge of the desk over and over again.

“J-jasper! I-I lo-ve y-you!”

You both climax, his hot semen mixes with your juices and spill out of you over his length and down onto his lap.

You continue grinding desperately into eachother for a mind breaking come down.

You’re yelling each other’s names and moaning at the top of your lungs, until the neighbors bang on the wall of your living room.

You laugh, and readjust to hug him, and snuggle into his neck, his dick continues to twitch inside you.

He rubs firm circles into your back and squeezes you.

“I seriously love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Jasper… This was…” You have to catch your breath, “Actually really fun,” You let out a heart filled giggle and sigh.

“We’re doing this again for all of my future streams right?”

“NO! oh my godddd!” you begin to laugh, “I hate you… hmm…” You wonder… “I do have another idea though…”

“Oh? care to share?”

“Nope! You’ll see,” You grin from ear to ear.

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The Raven and the Vampire

Chapter 3

Walking with Angela was nice; she seemed nice, and very smart. The classroom was again in shades of white but did have pops of color from the artwork hanging all around. Setting down your stuff and waiting for the teacher, a familiar figure bounces up and sets down.

“Are you Elara, I'm Alice Cullen. It's so nice to meet you.”

“ You as well” reaching out to shake the girls hand I notice how cold she is, which must be cold if even I notice she’s cold,

“Wow you’re hands sure are cold”

“Oh yeah you know what they say, cold hands warm heart.”

“Agreed.”

“You know I can already tell we are going to be great friends. I really hope everything comes together for you.”

“Oh thanks and I hope we become friends as well.”

Just as that is said the teacher comes in to begin the lesson. Looking back and forth between the canvas in front of me and Alice I try to not stare at her the whole class but the mystery of what she is to strong, So instead I send out my senses like aunt sif always said “when you can’t use your eyes use your other senses” I can hear all the heart beats in the room the air filling their lungs. Well all except one. Looking towards Alice I can clearly see her moving and blinking as she worked on her sketch. Now that’s new, What on earth are these cullens?

“So elara how old are you” alice asks noticing i was watching her

“Im 853 as of September 13th”

“What?”

“Sorry I was joking, I’m 18”

“Oh you're the same age as some of my siblings.”

“Yeah, I saw all of you at lunch. I'm sorry for how the people at the table were talking about your family. I'm sure that’s not a good feeling.

“Oh no it's fine they’ve all talked about us since we moved here.”

“ At least what they did say it seems you have an amazing family.

“Thank you, I can tell you're really sweet, you're going to make someone very happy someday.”

“Why thank you thats” The bell rings, cutting me off.

“Have a nice next class elara. I think you’ll really enjoy it.”

Before I can even begin to interpret what she just said she’s gone. Well aren’t the clues just lining up for me. I ponder as I walk to the last class of the day, Cold skin, they reacted to my magic but didn’t know it came from me. Alice didn’t have a heartbeat but I hadn’t checked the others yet so I don’t know if i can count that yet it could just be her, and they seemed really fast. My mind whirling as I walked into the room, the first thing I noticed was him. The very air around him seemed to shimmer.

“Ah miss lane I presume Im Mr Wright welcome to ap history please take a seat over by Mr Hale. Mr Hale please raise your hand so she knows where to come.”

Jaspers pov

Doing as I was asked, trying to mask the internal crisis brewing within. God Edward wanted to kill Bella upon meeting her and I wanted to kill everyone most of the time, and now the new girl is being sent right into the lion's den, damn my luck. I didn't want to breathe or move, but as she got closer, her presence washed over me. A cooling breath of air in the never ending smell of the other students' blood. It was incredible her whole being captured me and it was in that instance I knew she's my mate.

Elaras pov

I was raised in a noble court. I've had over 800 years of speaking experience, but now while I'm sitting shoulder to shoulder with my soulmate I can’t under a single syllable. I'm not even listening to the teacher rampling on, all I can think of are the subtle things I see on him. The way that one curl brushes above his right eye. Speaking of his eyes, his eyes alone are the most beautiful color of ember. The plaid blue shirt he was wearing fit him so well oh for the love of the gods just say something to him.

“Um hi,”

“Hello.”

“Im Elara”

“Jasper hale, pleasure to meet you darlin”

Wow darlin is my new favorite word, especially when said in that beautiful accent.

“ Are you enjoying forks?”

“It’s definitely starting to grow on me.”

“I think I can understand that.” The rest of the class I exchange notes and made small talk before that dreaded bell rings and it signaling my departure from him.

“I guess I'll see you tomorrow?”

“Of course, see you tomorrow darlin.”I almost don’t want to part from him, but I know now isn’t the time for us, but it is a start.

Busting through the front door I call for Mila and Lucas. I have to share all my experiences with them. I have to call mom and dad, I have to…….

“Odins beard, Elara is that you banging around out there.” I hear coming from the kitchen cutting off my inner rant.

“Yes Mila but I have a good cause, where’s Lucas I need to speak to him too.”

“I'm right here princess, how was your first day of school? ' Lucas asks as he steps out of the study.

“I found them, I found my soulmate”

“That's terrific news my lady!”

“Isn’t it. It’s just um”

“I sense a but coming.”

“You’d be correct Mila that's why I need you and Lucas. From everything I’ve observed today his family and him are not human.

“Ok before we start getting into what was just spoken, first at least tell me you know their name.”

“Oh yes sorry Mila. His name is Jasper, Jasper Hale

“How lovely a strong name.”

“I would like to be more focused on the non human part,

“Of course do Lucas.”

“I'm sorry Mila but the princesses safety is my first concern, I promised her father and more importantly the Allfather.”

“Yes yes we shall let you complete your duty, now dear what were you saying about them not being human.”

“From what I observed they don’t have heartbeats and seem very fast. Alice, Jasper's sister, was also very cold, colder than any human should be.”

“Hmmmmm, by any chance did they seem inhumanly beautiful.?”

“Yes actually, they did stand out more than the other children.”

“What about their eyes?”

“ Well my soulmate had beautiful ember almost yellow eyes”

“Then I do believe I know what they may be my lady.”

“You do.”

“Yes midgardians have a legend of an inhuman species that survives on the blood of other sentient beings. While many believe these stories to be just that, the being is very much real. Here the local tribe calls them the cold ones”

“Local tribe?”

“Yes there is a tribe here of children of Fenrir.”

“Oh wolf shifters then, amazing I remember reading of them as a child, I'm glad they are still around.

“Yes they are. Many of them have taken on the charge of maintaining peace

and protecting the humans from the cold ones.”

“Why must they protect the humans?”

“Anciently cold ones while intelligent many would be overcome by their darker tendencies and slaughter full villages. Though from what you’ve told me your soulmate and his family seem to be the other end of that spectrum.

“What do you mean.?

“ Well with the speed, beauty,cold skin but more importantly the gold color of their eyes it would seem your soulmate and his family are in a way vegetarian vampires, meaning they don’t prey on humans but animals instead.”

“Amazing, what else do you know of their species’

“Well a good thing is they are a long lived race they do not age from the time they are turned.

“Perfect I wouldn’t have to worry about out living them, and the aging we could possibly figure out later on but that is so far away.”

“The cold ones can also have gifts my lady”

“They have aesir.”

“No my lady, not really asgardian aesir, it's a special form that we don’t have much knowledge on, all I know is that they can have abilities from telepathy to elemental manipulation and so on from my understanding it all depends on their lives before they are turned and even then not every vampire has a gift.”

“Interesting, mom and dad will be impressed.”

“Elara dear if you contact them please don’t forget to tell them we’ve finished the preparations for the house so they can send over your pet.

“Really, Mila you're the best, Aurelius will love the woods here.”

“Yes, I'm sure your giant pet wolf will love the woods.

“Oh Lucas, it'll be fine. I already decided we’d cloak him to look like that fluffy bread. What was it called again?”

“A husky dear.”

“Yes a husky, to the midgardians he will just be a regular husky.”

“I hope so cause I believe a 12ft silver wolf would upset the locals.”

“I would expect no less from a direct descendent of Fenrir,”

“ Think of it this way, Lucas, he can help you protect me.

“Whatever you say, dear princess whatever you say.”

Cullens pov

The next day at school the cullens including bella all stand by their cars like usual waiting for the new girl to come into the parking lot.

“Jasper are you sure it's her you felt the connection to”

“Yes, I’m sure. She’s the only one around that I don’t feel the urge to kill.”

Her presence alone feels like a cool blanket covering the aching heat in his throat. Not that he’d admit that to his siblings yet.

“Well everyone, how do we think we should handle this.?” Alice asks the

group surrounding her

“ Last time we got involved with a human it didn’t go well, Sorry Bella”

“No offense taken Rue.”

“I haven’t seen anything in any of our futures that suggest she’s a danger and this could be Jasper's chance to finally have the happiness he deserves. I'm not going to let you all ruin that for him.”

“Thank you Alice.”

“I think we should get to know her and if she is a danger we'll speak to Carlisle and go from there.”

“ See rue agrees besides I've already introduced myself to her and I like her. I know she'll be a wonderful addition to our family”

“Just make sure you respect her boundaries babe.”

“Rue Im offended I have great respect for boundaries” Rue shakes her head with the rest of the cullens in a knowing way

“Sure you do sweety. Come on y’all the bells about to ring wouldn’t want to miss another glorious day of highschool.

Elaras pov

Watching the cullens enter the school I feel the smile spread on my face as I lean against the purple jeep Lucas suggested I drive instead of my bike. I can see them all once again watching me from the gourd around their cars. Vampires huh how very very interesting .Most of them i.e. Emmet, Alice and Jasper have smiles on their faces while the others look somewhat grim. It’s almost like they are suspicious of me, but for what i couldn’t figure, i guess we'll see who approaches who first.

The morning was going well when I saw Alice while walking to my next class. She was standing in the hall with her girlfriend rue and their other sister Rosalie. I waited for the rushing crowd of teenagers to disperse a little before making my way over. Alice saw me and shot me a giant smile, gleefully motioning me over to them.

“Elara, good morning.”

“Morning alice.”

“Let me introduce you this is my girlfriend rue and my older sister Rosalie,”

“It’s nice to meet both of you.”

“It’s nice to meet you. Alice wouldn’t stop talking about you yesterday after art. It's almost like I already know you. Rose say hi hun don’t be stiff”

“No, it's fine she doesn’t have to say anything if she doesn’t want to.”

“Sorry I was just thinking to myself, hello my name's Rosalie, it's nice to meet you. I assume you got the whole tour yesterday from everyone.”

“Yeah it was sooo much fun. Especially all the staring and whisper you hear all day ”

“ I can definitely understand that it was the exact same when we all started school here.”

“At least you all had each other. You all seem like a very tight knit family”

“Yeah we can be.”

“elara I'm so excited you just have to sit with us today at lunch and meet everyone. I can definitely tell we all make fast friends.

“Sure Alice I would love that, only if everyone would be comfortable with it.”

“Oh no everyone would be just fine i'll make sure of it. Now I'll see you at lunch. I'll wait for you by the front door”

“Sounds like a plan I respond when he schools bell sounds in the hallway.”

“Ok elara well see you at lunch come on rue we have science class “

“Oh joy, bye elara” rue replies her whole body slumping with disdain or the upcoming class i simply laugh at her.

“Bye good luck,” the two girls walk off more like alice drags rue off. Rosalie is stood beside me still also lightly smiling at her siblings behavior

“What about you Rosalie?”

“I have math next with Emmet but I guess I'll see you at lunch.”

The blond walks off as I now make my way to my own class. It seems that I have a lunch date with the Cullen family now. This will be a more productive day than I thought.

Jaspers pov

“You did what? Alice what in the hell”

“Oh calm down Jasper, this is the perfect opportunity to formally introduce her to our family.”

“Have you met our family? Look what happened when Edward met Bella, we're still dealing with that. I'm not gonna let my mate get hurt.”

“Jasper calm down nothing will happen to elara”

“How do you know? Isn’t she’s a shield like Bella”

“Well I wouldn’t say she’s necessarily a shield. I've seen glimpses of her in your and our future but it's like she’s surrounded by bright light every time I see her. Almost like she muffled in a way”

“Muffled. That still doesn’t mean she won't be hurt by me or anyone else”

“Jasper you can’t live your life in fear or you won't live at all. I want you to be happy and I know she’s what’s going to make you happy, now pull yourself together and she's joining us for lunch.”

Oh lord, I really hope Edward is wrong about all his eternal damnation because I could really use some hope right now.

Elaras pov

Lunch is only fifteen minutes away. The bells blares in my ears, tuning out the fast beating of my heart momentarily. Ok elara you can do this. You're a 853 year old princess of Asgard. You’ve been trained in the mystic arts and fighting from the moment you could walk. A group of midgardian teenagers should not be a problem. Now put on your big girl armor and let's do this. Pep talk done, I head into the lunch room and immediately see alice bounding up to me.

“There you are girly right this way and don’t worry only Edward bites but you can just ignore him. The rest of us do most of the time.”

Slipping her arm through mine I have no choice but to follow her as the whole cafeteria watches. It’s just like a court function back home keeping my head high and taking a step at a time. Till I see the table come into view and there he is, Gorgeous curls and all. Then he turns and the smile he shows is like being hit with the bifrost full force. All of them are beautiful in itself but him, he's even more so.

“Here she is, everyone. elara you’ve already met, my better half Rue,” you wave and smile at rue which she copies

“Next to her is Bella swan. I don’t know if you have officially meet”

“Hi Bella”

“Hi elara”

“The brooding one beside her is her boyfriend and our brother Edward.”

“He just nods which is fine for me as I reciprocate the gesture.”

“Hey don’t forget about me, I want to say hi too.”

“Yeah yeah emmet hold your horses. elara this is emmet the loud one of the group

“Don’t you mean the fun one of the group?”

“No i mean loud”

“Hahaha hi emmet it's good to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, elara. I gotta say your bike the first day was sick we'll have to talk.”

“You bet”

“Like you know about motorcycles”

“Hey babe that’s not nice im a wealth of knowledge”

“If you really want to talk about cars and bike I’m the one to talk to”

“Oh really that's really cool Rosalie I would love to talk.”

“Hey see, we're all friends already.”

“Sure Emmett and last but not least is Jasper you can take the seat next to him I'm sure you’ll get along great” The blush that enveloped your checks didn’t go unnoticed by the others but thankfully none of them commented on it.

“Hey darlin, it's nice to see you again.”

“You as well jasper.”

I take the seat next to him that he pushed out, ever the gentlemen that definitely a plus check for him. The table is quiet as everyone settles in, not knowing what to say I wait for one of them to hopefully start speaking and thankfully emmet doesn’t miss his que.

“So elara how's the rain been treating you.”

“I actually like the rain, it's comforting to me.”

“Really wow the complete opposite of Bella. Hahaha” Everyone silently chuckles the brunette glaring at Emmett

“Where are you from Bella I was told you where new last year”

“Yeah I was I came from phoenix Arizona”

“What’s it like there”

“It was mostly like a desert so this was a big change.”

“Oh that's cool.”

“Yeah I was kinda iffy about it at first but now it's really grown on me.” She hugs edwards arm and they both stare at each other with clear love in their eyes”

“Get a room you two, so elara tell us about yourself” rue asks from the other side of the table

“Well I just moved from insert ( fake hometown) and I moved here to travel a little with my aunt and uncle since my parents are really busy.”

“Wow that's cool, but do you not have any siblings or pets or anything?

“No, I have two new baby brothers, Vance and Nate and then my pet dog aurelius actually came with me.“

“Oh you have a pet, what kind of animal are they?” Alice asks from her seat next to rue

“He’s a silver husky. Here I have a photo of him on my phone.”

Pulling up the photo of transformed Aurelius I show the group with a smile”

“Wow , he's really pretty, almost kind of looks like a wolf.” Bella says with aw in her tone, the slight shift from the rest of the table though from her words does not go unnoticed by you. I hope these people don’t have issues with wolfs (foreshadowing lol) But then what Lucas said about the local moon children tribe comes to mind and everything just drops into place in your mind.

“Let's change the subject elara what’s your favorite class so far

“Well rose I would have to say history so far”

“Oh that's the class you have with Jasper right?”

“Alice!” jasper scolds her silently as he sees the blush form on my cheeks

“Yes, that is the class I have with jasper. I must say your whole family is amazing. Jasper has been nothing short of a gentleman to me since he got saddled with me being his desk partner.”

“That’s how my momma raised me, true southern hospitality.”

“I'm glad it’s definitely an attractive feature, I will say.” Alice suddenly Interrupts the staring between you and jasper

“Hey elara you wouldn’t happen to have any plans this weekend would you”

“No I don’t,”

“Then you should come to port a with all of us girls, i think we would all love for you to become a friend”

“I would love that actually.”

“Hooray, ok here let me get your phone number and we'll get all the details finalized.”

It feels so mundane exchanging numbers with Alice,she even whispered she'd give you the others numbers later, only if you wanted them. The rest of the lunch is filled with general small talk. Bella really being the only one at the table eating the rest of us converse. The conversations actually feel pretty easy making time go by faster, the bell echos in the room signaling the end of the lunch period

“Oh shoot there's the bell right when the conversation was getting good to”

“It’s ok alice maybe elara would like to sit with us again.”Jasper asks

“Of course I will. Besides Alice, you and I have the next class together, we can continue talking there.”

“Perfect well then let's go.” She hops up quick kissing rue on the cheek before taking my arm in hers to start walking to our class.

“Bye Elara, I'll see you in last period.” jasper manages before emmet slings his arm around him in a half choke with a giant smile on his face

“Yeah elara he’ll see you last period” Laughs emmet as he drags jasper off

“Bye jasper.” you wave after them just in time to see him look back and give a final kilowatt smile

The rest of the week eating with the cullens was amazing. I actually had gotten pretty close to everyone including Edward after I bonded off one of his favorite philosophers quotes and the following debate about it. They were all amazing, I was over the moon with the progress, they of course wouldn’t trust me with their family's secret yet but at least they are welcoming, now I just have to get through meeting the cullens matriarch.

It’s finally Saturday morning and i'm ready to experience midgardian shopping, but not ready for meeting my mates parents. Arriving at the beautiful house I arrive at the door but before I can even attempt to knock, the door flies open to reveal a smiling alice.

“Oh elara I'm so happy you're here.”

Alice practically pulls me through the house to the kitchen where the amazing smell of cookies wafts. Behind the kitchen island a beautiful woman stands, she almost reminds me of my grandmother, the grace, strength and kindness just radiating off her in the same waves as her beautiful chestnut hair. This must be Esme Cullen, their mom.

“Esme look who’s here”

“Oh hello there dear, how great to finally meet you, the children haven’t stopped talking about you.” She crosses over to you and pulls you into a quick Hug.

“Oh thank you, it's wonderful to meet you too and I have to say it smells amazing, in here.”

“Oh thank you dear, I'm making some cookies for Carlisle's colleges up at the hospital.

“Did I hear my name?”

A sweet honeyed voice calls as the head of the family walks up to his wife embracing her from behind.

“You did, but now that you're here, introduce yourself to the children's new friend.

“Ahh you must be elara lane” Carlisle greets as he reaches his hand out to shake yours

“That would be me sir.”

“Well it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm glad the kids have all made another great friend here in forks.

“They are all amazing, it's sad that the other kids can’t see that.

“Well isn’t that great. I hear you girls are going up to port Arthur to shop.”

“Yes sir, Alice graciously invited me along. I’ve never been up there so i'm sure it will be exciting”

“Oh course it will elara well go to all my favorite stores and find the perfect outfits for everything.

“What about us alice?”

“Oh there you two are. I'm guessing Bella was able to get out of girls trip this time?

“Yeah she’s with Edward today.”

“Oh are they that couple”,

“Yes they are girl! But Rose can’t say much, her and Emmet are about the same.”

“Oh please rue, like you and alice aren’t.”

“I wont say we aren’t I love my little pixiepie ” Rue rushes over to alice to kiss her cheek and squeeze her

“Ok whatever, elara we're gonna go in my car if that's ok, trust me you don’t want Alice to drive.

“I heard that Rose,’

“Good you were supposed to. Come on”

As the girls all say their goodbyes and walks away I can’t help but turn back to again say goodbye to Carlisle and Esme,

“Thank you so much, it was amazing to meet you both

“You too, dear.”

“Yes don’t let those girls bully you into anything you don’t want to do we thought poor Bella would never go with the again”

“I'll keep that in mind Dr.Cullen”

“You can just call me Carlisle. I'm sure we'll be seeing eachother again.

“I hope so”

Honking from the garage signals your retreat from the loving matriarchs in front of you.

Esme and Carlisle’s pov

Watching the young girl leave i turn to my beautiful wife

“So that's Jasper's mate?”

“Yes and I can already tell shell be an amazing mate for him. I mean I’ve never seen him smile as much as he has this past week. He’s finally coming out of that scared shell of his.”

“I agree dear and all of the others seem to really like her as well. I do hope Rose stays so open with her and we don’t have another repeat of Bella.”

“I believe she will, elara has a very unique air about her, I’m sure good things will come to our family.”

Taking one last look in the directions the girls went I silently agreed with my wife as I pulled her into my side.

Elaras pov

The red bmw drives down the street top down and music blasting . The wind flowing through my hair as Rose expertly drives into town.

All I can really hear is the occasional signing from rue beside me, as alice and rose go on about Alice’s driving skills. After what felt like five minutes we all pulled into a shopping district and the day began. Shop after shop we go and I now have no doubt that these girls are inhuman. So many stores we’ve blown through, it's almost shocking. But the fun and light conversation between all of us keeps driving me. Finally we stop at the food court, they all get a smoothie while I find whatever here seems the most appetizing.

“So elara tell us what do you think about jasper?” I simply look up at Alice a smile on my face

“Alice what happened to any subtlety.”

“Oh come on Rose I know you wanted to ask. So elara tell us.”

“Are you sure you want to know given he’s your brother.”

“Uh yes. Especially since none of us have seen him smile so much in a long time.”

“Rues right you’ve truly had an amazing effect on him.”

“What can I say?”

“Just tell us what you like, it doesn't have to be about jasper.”

“But Jasper is who I like.”

“Aww” Rue smacks Alice’s shoulder at the sound.

“Stop it let her continue, go on elara”

“He’s kind and he’s funny, super smart. Being around him is like being wrapped in my favorite blanket with a cup of tea in hand.”

“Aww that's adorable. I’ve got to tell you that he thinks the same.

“Alice for gods sake stop”

“No Rose, I want my brother and our friend to be together, so this is what’s going to happen. We’re going to beautify elara all up which wont be hard your gorgeous love, show jasper what he’s missing and i promise by the end of the week you two will be together i have it all planned out”

“Oh it’ll work out just like that”

“Yup you leave everything to me, it's the least i can do for my future sister “

“Oh lord alice one step at a time i think we all need to get to know each other a lot more before that. And we still have some family things to take care of remember” rose says chastising the small brunete

“Yeah yeah yeah it's only a matter of time”

“Family stuff is there anything i can help with?”

“No elara it's fine, maybe someday but for now let's just think of prettying you up. Come on girls I hear a Sephora calling our name.”

And just like that rue whisks me away with rose and alice following a smile on all of our faces, and all I can think of is how much I'm ready for all our secrets to be revealed so we all can actually be sisters. But first we may have to get none of them being human out of the way

#twilight #twilight x oc #twilight x reader #twilight fanfiction #jasper hale x reader #jasper Cullen x oc #the cullens x reader #the cullens x oc #Lokis daughter #Loki x daughter oc #Loki x sigyn #marvels Loki

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That Took A Twist! - Rosalie Hale

A/N: hi so i was really high when i wrote this and i intended it to be a funny, light-hearted crackfic. don’t get me wrong, i have no idea wtf is wrong with me, like some parts of this don’t need to exist but here you go. anyways, i genuinely think that rosalie is one of the most complex characters in the series and smeyer fucked her over that’s all bye

“You know what I love about you?” You asked, peering at your mate from your upside-down perch from the couch, legs kicking playfully in the air. Rosalie quirked an eyebrow at you, full lips pulling up into an affectionate smile. “And what would that be?” She asked, her voice honey sweet.

“Is it her ample bosom?” Emmett asked from his spot on the ground, brows furrowed as he gripped his remote controller tightly, cracks forming in the flimsy plastic. Rosalie’s eyes rolled, and she turned to the gigantic teddy bear. “Excuse–”

“Nah, it isn’t her bosom,” You answered. “Though,” You grinned at your mate, practically leering at her. Your eyes glinted predatorily. “Her bosom is indeed ample.” Rosalie squinted at you, even though you could feel through the bond, that she was internally preening at the twisted compliment. You growled softly in her direction, the lust in your eyes evident. Rosalie swore that if she could blush, she would. In fact, she could feel the phantom heat of blood rushing to her cheeks. She winked at you, crossing her arms across her chest, pushing the subject of the conversation higher. You let out a soft squeak and turned away quickly, feeling faint.

“Hey, can we please stop using the word ‘bosom,’ please?” Jasper grunted out from his spot on the love seat in the corner, Alice twined around him. Edward, in the same position with a golden-eyed Bella, nodded in agreement. Bella turned to him, brows furrowed in confusion. “What’s wrong with the word bosom? You complimented me on mine just an hour ago, Edward.”

Edward choked silently while Emmett and Jasper roared with laughter. You turned to Edward. “Really? Bosom?” You shook your head sadly at him. “This is why you were still a virgin at 110 or some shit,” You lamented.

“Seriously,” Jasper agreed. “Why not call them what they are?”

Alice quirked an eyebrow at him. “And what would they be?”

“Are we speaking about Bella’s bosom or yours?”

“I thought you said that we weren’t using the word bosom anymore?”

“Can we also put Rose’s bosom back on the list? Hers is ample.”

“So are Bella’s!”

“So are Alice’s!”

“Why are you lying to her?”

A half an hour later, three broken walls and about half of Emmett’s limbs removed, courtesy of Jasper, Bella, Edward– well, everyone, really. Alice was searching on her phone about which push-up bras were best and pouting. Jasper was still nursing both bite marks and biting hurt from insults hurled (“Shut the fuck up, Jasper! You were a fucking Major for the Confederates, you’re used to suppressing someone else’s rights!”). Edward was rocking back and forth, his hands carding through his hair, raking it into a wild mess. His eyes were haunted– they grew that way when an impromptu wet t-shirt contest was held. Bella was looking at you and Rosalie thoughtfully, nodding her head. Yes, Rose’s bosom was quite ample. Emmett was still sulking about the lost arm-wrestling match between you and him– hence one broken wall explained.

Rosalie, as always, was unbothered, staring at her perfectly manicured nails. She made sure to keep them shorter this time. You were curled against her, head rested on the reason for three broken walls, Emmett losing half of his limbs, and a slight but repairable rift in the family. You nuzzled your face into your mate’s chest, a soft purr rumbling through your throat. “You never answered my question earlier,” You murmured, softly enough for only your mate to hear.

“Yes, you can go on top next time,” Rose murmured back. “It’s quite fun when you’re on top, not gonna lie.” She mused. You blinked. “...That wasn’t the question I was talking about, but…” You trailed off, cocking your head thoughtfully. “That’s good to know. No, I meant, wanna know what I love about you?”

Rosalie’s expression melted into something warm and soft, eyes full of love. “What would that be, my heart?” She asked, brushing her fingertips along your cheek. You leaned into her soft, tender touch. “I love everything about you,” You smiled, capturing her hand in yours. You pressed soft kisses to each of her fingers, happily noticing the much shorter length of her nails. You ended it with a kiss to her palm. She curled her fingers around yours. “There’s nothing about you that I don’t love,” You continued. “Thank you. Thank you for giving me this life and wanting me for eternity. I promise to love you for as long as that is for us, and beyond.”

Alice’s eyes unfocused for a second, and she smiled to herself. Edward, seeing the vision through his gift, smiled as well. He and Alice unobtrusively herded Bella, Jasper, and Emmett, who was still subdued from his loss (of limbs and arm-wrestling match) followed along silently.

Rosalie’s eyes welled with tears that could never fall. For so long, she loathed her existence, cursing herself for her beauty. It was all anyone had ever noticed about her– nothing below the surface of the complex girl with the face that rivaled Aphrodite’s. Until you. You’d seen beneath the cold, stoic, angry mask– clawed your way past the surface with bare hands and a determined heart. You knew her. You saw her. Her beautiful face and ample bosom were just three bonuses– very nice ones, but bonuses nonetheless.

“I love you with everything I am,” Rosalie’s reply was soft, but no less filled with heart than yours. “My entire heart is yours.” She intoned. You squeezed her hand gently. “I promise to treat it with nothing but the utmost care,” You replied. “I know that others in the past have not, but I promise that I’m not like them.”

Rosalie inhaled shakily. Those wounds, no matter how old, were still raw. She wondered if they would always be– wondered if the pain ever lessened. She hoped it did; she had to hope that it did. “I know,” She agreed quietly. She leaned forward until her forehead pressed against yours. “And me?” She breathed softly, liquid gold eyes wide. “Do I have your heart as well?” Her voice was teasing, playful, but her eyes held hope that both heartened but broke your heart as well– that she could doubt her worth to you.

You pulled her closer, twining yourself around her like a koala would a tree (minus the chlamydia). You looked up at her, golden eyes glowing with warmth, your love for her practically roaring through the bond like a wildfire. “You know you do. You have, ever since the first ‘hello.’”

#Rosalie Hale x Reader #rosalie lillian hale #my writing

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sachiko1309 · 11 months

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My little Girl

Summary: This is a part of my story on wattpad (account mentioned in my profile) where Jasira a witch and Jaspers girlfriend watched him hunt while concealing her smell and heartbeat with a spell. After they came back home, the Cullens and Jasira tested out Jasper reaction to her blood.

Word count: 3848

Warnings: This contains adult content. Minors DNI. Consumption of blood, fluff, a lot of smut, power exchange and pet names.

The others were sitting on the sofa, clearly waiting for our return. Once Alice saw his ruined shirt, she appeared next to him, scolding him. “What did you do to this shirt? It was one of the good ones. Fine linen!”

“He was a show off.” I simply said, earning an uncertain look from Jasper. I gave him a wide smile, throwing myself on the couch next to Emmett. “Go on big boy, get yourself changed, we don’t want to upset Alice more than necessary.”

He squinted his eyes, clearly seeing through the play I put up. I just looked him in the eye, with the most innocent look I could spare. If he wanted to play the tango of riling me up, I can too.

Edward turned himself towards me. “I would tread careful, Jasira. He might not long for your blood, like I do for Bella, but he is still dangerous.” I just shrugged it off. “I like dangerous.”

Carlisle, now intrigued by Edwards statement, leaned forward. “What do you mean, he doesn’t long for her blood?”

Jasper now back with another shirt on, answered him: “That’s not entirely true. I find Jasiras blood to be very appealing. But not in the way Bella effects Edward. I don’t have the need to feed, when I smell her. It calms me and takes my mind away from the blood of others.”

Carlisle hummed. “Interesting. I wonder why that is and how far this goes.”

Edward flinched at the thought Carlisle had, while Alice had a scowl on her face. “Don’t you dare!” She warned me, clearly looking into my future.

“Why not?” I retailed. “It would make things clearer.”

“It would kill you!” She hissed at me.

“What are you guys talking about?” Jasper looked between me an Alice.

“She is thinking about cutting herself, to see how you would react.” Edward snitched, angerly.

“No!” Jasper shouted, taking a few steps back. “Even if I don’t attack you, the smell of fresh blood could make me attack Bella! We already had that incident.”

“Emmett and Carlisle could hold you back, and Edward and Bella could leave.” I suggested. “Besides that, I could just bleed into a glass and then just conceal myself, for you to not attack me.”

“That could work.” Carlisle pondered, getting up from his seat.

“You are not really thinking about letting her do that!” Esme was now also inserting herself in the discussion.

“Why not?” Carlisle asked. “We could learn some new things that need to be researched.”

“Not on the extend of loosing her!” Esme got up, her voice was shaking with anger.

“I trust Jasper.” I said quietly. “I know he doesn’t want to hurt me. All of you have to stop believing he is the weakest of all of you! Just because he is the youngest vegetarian. Has anyone of you just spent one thought to the fact, that he is able to feel the bloodthirst of all of you, while also fighting his own?” The more I said, the louder my voice got. “He has better self-control than you think. So if he is willing to try it, I will as well.”

Everyone looked at me stunned. Carlisle was the first to speak. “Why didn’t you say something?” He asked his son. Jasper just looked to the floor. “I didn’t want you guys to think I was weak. Back in my days, to be weak meant to be dead.”

Esme rushed over to him, taking him in her arms. “I am so sorry. I never thought of it this way. Forgive me, my son.”

“Its alright, mom.” Jasper let himself be held for a few seconds, before he peeled her off him. Then he looked at me. “You trust me?” I nodded: “With my life.

“Okey. Emmett, Carlisle.” Jasper requested not letting me out of his sight, ready to stop the whole thing the moment he believed I would do something unwanted. Both stood up taking a stand on each side of Jasper, holding him in a tight grip. Edward picked up Bella and left the house, while the others just walked up the stairs and disappeared into their rooms. I walked towards the kitchen, grabbing a glass and a knife. Then I cut myself slightly in the wrist, collecting a bit of blood with the glass.

After I healed my wound, I walked over to the three men. Emmett was visibly not breathing, while Carlisle seemed totally unbothered by my blood. Jasper was also holding his breath, his eyes trained on mine.

I held the glass under his nose, signaling him to breath in. He did, without a reaction. “This is amazing!” Carlisle let out. “How do you feel? What effect does it have on you?” He was clearly intrigued by Jaspers complete non-reactivity.

“I feel… I feel good. Calm and peaceful. It smells good, more intense, but I still do not wish to harm her. Imagine smelling the flower you like the most, but it is so much more intense.” Jasper tried to explain.

“Do you want to try it?” I asked, taking all three by surprise.

“I don’t know.” Jasper whispered. “What if it is too much?”

“You don’t have to. I will not force you. You can decide whatever you desire. I just wanted to let you know, that I don’t have a problem with you doing it. If you are comfortable, of course.”

“Okey.” He agreed. And I set the glass to his lips. Emmett and Carlisle tightened their grip on Jasper, while he went completely stiff. Letting my blood run into his mouth I watched every movement of his face.

Like a thirsty man drinking water for the first time in days he closed his eyes, moaning at the taste of my blood. But he didn’t show any signs of bloodlust or aggressiveness. It was quite the opposite. He totally relaxed, and if it weren’t for Emmet and Carlisle to hold him up, he would have fallen to his knees right there. Slowly the two men let him sink to the floor letting him go slowly. Jasper looked like he was under the influence of drugs, his hands franticly searching for me, pulling me into his embrace.

Once Carlisle declared the situation to be safe for the others, he called them back. He rushed into the kitchen washing the remaining blood from the glass and putting it in the dishwasher. Slowly the rest of the Cullens, including Bella trickled into the room, watching Jasper and me cuddled up on the floor with curious eyes.

He hid his face in my neck, holding me close. I tugged on his hair, to look at him. The edge of his irises had a small red ring, the bloodshot eye bags were nearly gone. Carlisle put a hand on Jasper’s shoulder to pull him out of his trance. “Tell me, son. How do you feel now?”

Jasper cleared his throat, trying to gain back his senses. “I don’t know. It is something I never felt. I imagine being high would feel something like this. But it is not quit like they described it in school. It is rather difficult for me to let go of Jasira. I feel the need to be close to her, to touch her, to…” Suddenly he stopped. Turning his head down in embarrassment.

“What is it?” Carlisle asked, still intrigued by the things he learned. Jasper answered without looking at him. “My desire for her is currently unbearable, if you understand.”

Now it was Carlisle who cleared his throat. “Oh, right… I understand.” He took a few steps back. “At least we know now, that Jasiras blood does not put Jasper into bloodlust.”

Emmett let out a stifled laughter. “Its more like an aphrodisiac. I wonder how Jasper would react if he drank more of her blood.” Jasper let out a groan. “Emmett stop. Just the thought makes it hard to control myself.”

“Looks like we have to postpone our game night to tomorrow. I don’t think our cowboy could last a whole evening without ripping the clothes from Jasira.” Edward joked and earned a punch from Bella. “What? If you would know, what he was thinking you would say that too.” He tried to reason his comment.

I ignored all of them, solely focusing on Jasper. “Do you want to go home? Or do you think its bearable?” He shook his head, clenching his teeth. “The longer I have to resist, the harder it gets.” Hooking my legs around his torso I said: “Home it is then.”

Getting up from his kneeling position, Jasper rushed out of the house, racing home to mine.

We barely made it into my bedroom, before he ripped of my clothes, ruining them in action. His hands were on my body instantly. Wasting no time, he was kissing my body, hands wandering all over me. He was roughly manhandling me. I squealed under his cold touch. My mind totally overwhelmed by the harsh difference between his cold fingers and the heat my body produced in reaction to him.

“I need you.” His voice was coarse, just slightly above a snarl. His demeanor was harsh, the major in him breaking through. “I need you to obey me, darlin. Need you to be my little girl.”

I sank on my knees before him, nestling with his belt. “Let me take care of you.” I whispered, while I pushed down his dress pants and underwear. His cock was hard and dripping with precum.

I wasted no time, taking him into my mouth. And as soon as he sank down my warm throat Jaspers head fell back. Steadying himself on the wall behind me, he loomed over me. A total mess; hair disarranged, eyes closed, lips hanging open.

Slowly I began to move my head up and down, as I watched him through my eyelashes. I wanted him to become more agitated, than last time. Teasing him with my tongue dancing around his tip.

His head fell back, an animalistic moan on his lips. He grabbed me by my hair, immobilizing my head and pulling back. With a sweet pop his member plopped out of my mouth. “Jasira please. Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” I asked innocently.

“Like a vixen. I can barely control myself. And if you keep looking at me like that, I will lose it completely.”

“Then don’t. Take me. Control me. Make me yours. I am willing to give you everything I have.” The way he clenched his jaw, desperately holding on to the last bit of control he had over his mind, made me feel things I never imagined to feel. My whole body felt like it was set on fire, slowly burning its way to my middle, soaking my panties with my arousal. I was pretty sure he could smell it.

Another growl ripped through his chest as he pushed his cock down my throat. I gagged as he forced himself down. Quickly I relaxed my throat. Drool started to drip down my chin, mixing with tears running from my eyes. Again and again, I choked on his size, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was him taking me as he liked it, as he needed me.

“Your mouth feels so good, darlin.” He moaned. I hummed with pleasure. His movements were strong, leaving me little room to breathe, but the heavenly feeling of his cock laying heavy on my tongue suppressed everything.

“Oh god, Jasira…” His grip on my hair grew stronger and I could feel him twitch in my mouth. I let my tongue dance around his shaft and tip, sucking in my cheeks to create more friction. I wanted to taste him, feel his cold seeds trickle down my throat.

His thrusts became irregular and he sucked in a sharp breath. I could see him holding back, waiting for my consent, which I eagerly gave him by nodding. Again, I felt his member twitch rhythmically as he painted my throat with his seed. It tasted salty and masculine, but it was not as bitter as human men did. I swallowed all of it, without letting my eyes go of his, devotedly licking his member clean.

“Fuck.” Was all he said, whilst looking down at me. “You like that, don’t you? The way I treat you during sex.”

Ashamed I looked to the floor, feeling myself blush at his blatant statement. He stepped out of his pants and knelt in front of me. “Don’t be embarrassed, darlin.” Stroking my face and pulling me into his chest. “What do you feel, when I treat you this way?”

“I…” I began, unsure how to phrase it. “I like you to be dominant, when we have sex. It excites me, when you take what you want and how you want me. When I am at your mercy and you choose to love me, touch me, fuck me. I like it, when you leave marks over my body, showing everyone how you possess me. It feels good to be owned.” My voice was quiet, shaky but at the same time I didn’t feel exposed, admitting those things.

Jasper hummed at my confession. Clearly delighted by it. “I am a very possessive man, Jasira. And hearing I don’t have to contain it around you is more than satisfying.” He got up and pressed me against the wall. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his hip. I could feel his cock hardening against my wet pussy and I tried desperately to get some friction from him. But he denied it, holding me with one arm, while he pulled his shirt over his head with the other.

“Do you trust me?” He asked.

I could only nod.

Gently he put a hand around my neck and began to kiss me. Eagerly returning his touches and opened my mouth, letting him reign free and then he closed his hand around my throat, effectively restricting the air flow to my lungs.

“Hands above your head!” Jasper commanded. I did as told, crossing my arms across my head. His free hand clasping both of my wrists, while his other hand wandered from my throat to my hip. I gasped for air between the kisses, the world beginning to spin at the sudden fresh oxygen shooting through my head.

Carrying me to the bed he gently sunk down the mattress with me. He started kissing my neck, my décolleté sucking the skin between his teeth, biting down carefully. I savored the hot burn it elicited from my body, the dark marks it would leave on my skin. While his fingers pranced over my sides, I felt him smile at my neck. Over and over he let his cold hands slide over the sensitive parts of my body, stroking my hard nipples, pulling on them.

“Jasper please…” I moaned.

“Please what?” he teased, watching me while I wriggled under him, desperately trying to get some friction between my legs.

“Speak to me, sugar!” He commanded. “I want to hear it from you.”

“Touch me.” I whispered. “Major please. I need you.” Lightly his fingers danced around my core. “Where do you want me to touch you?” He sank to his knees between my legs. His expression was sarcastic, a sly smile on his face.

“I want…” I stammered. “I want you to make me cum, Major. I want your fingers, your mouth, your cock. Please. Let me have it.”

“Your wish is my command.” He whispered sinking one finger inside of me. “So beautiful. So wet already.” The cold sensation made me squirm in his hands. My mind slowly turning into a puddle, just reacting to his touch. He kissed his way down my chin to my breasts, taking a hard nipple into his mouth, gently licking on it, while his hand worked my pussy.

“Oh god.” I exclaimed, when he pushed another finger in me, scissoring them apart, circling my clit with his thumb. I felt the pressure rise in my stomach. Completely focusing on him playing with my cunt, while alternating the attention of his lips between my breasts.

“Jasper.” My head was foggy, only focusing on the sight of him working my body. He kissed his way down between my legs, not once letting his eyes wander from my face. Switching his thumb with his mouth. I closed my eyes, clawing my fingers in the sheets for dear life. “Darlin.” He coed. His voice far away, my brain overwhelmed by my approaching climax. “I want you to look at me, when you cum, understand? I want to see it in your eyes.” Although he formulated it as a question, I could hear the command in his voice.

I opened my eyes only to see him close his mouth again around my clit. “Good girl.” He growled, sending vibrations through my core. It pushed me over the cliff. I stared deep into his eyes, when my orgasm rolled over me. It felt like a rubber band tearing, because it had been spanned to long.

His fingers slowed their movement, as he massaged me through my climax. Tongue wandering eagerly over my center, trying to catch every drop of my arousal. His chin and lips were covered in my slick, but he didn’t seem to mind at all.

“Fuck.” Was all I could whisper, sinking back into the sheets. Carefully he pulled his fingers out of my pussy, licking them clean, then he wiped the remains of my orgasm from his chin and lips into his mouth, savoring on the taste.

He slowly crawled over me and paused for a moment before he kissed me. The mixture of him and my cum made go feral, leaving me wanting for more.

“Jasper.” I groaned. “I want more.”

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely. I want everything you can give me.”

He growled into the kiss, releasing me and getting of the bed. “Come here.” He ordered. “On your knees.”

Quickly I followed his order, feeling the remnants of my orgasm running down my thigh, but I didn’t care. Trembling in anticipation of what he would do, I felt the bed moving as he knelt behind me.

His cold member ever so slightly touching my entrance, but he didn’t penetrate me. Instead he let his finger wander over my back. I twitched under his movement, snuggling into his hand. “Please…” I begged. “I want you to take me to your liking.” Expectantly I pressed towards him, but I dodged backwards.

“As I like?” he asked, the voice so raw he barely sounded human. I whimpered in agreement and bent my back to take him better.

And finally, he did what my whole body longed for. With a single thrust he sank into me, stretching me to the max, his animalistic growl, letting me forget my dignity and any pain his member brought with it. He hardly gave me time to get used to his size and began mercilessly to thrust into me. One hand on my hip, to steady me, the other grabbing my hair and pulling me to his chest. His lips on my neck, kissing, sucking, biting.

My breathing became rigid and it took a lot to keep me upright. Jasper put his hand around my neck and held me. Letting me inhale, before closing of my air flow. His grip was firm, and I was sure it would leave a mark, but that’s not what I cared about in that moment. I wanted to belong to him, I wanted everyone to see, what he was doing to me, wearing his marks with pride.

He loosened the grip on my throat, allowing me to breath two times, before closing it off again. “You like it, when I take you like a little bitch, don’t you?”

As an answer I tightened around his cock to create more friction, his hold on my hip getting stronger. He let me go and I moaned into the mattress. A sharp pain shooting through me, had he just hit?”

“Talk to me, little girl.” He demanded, pushing me deeper into the bed. Without thinking I replied: “Yes, major.”

“Say it again.”

“Major!” I nearly screamed his title, feeling another wave of climax approaching. The hand on my hip began to wander until it found my clit, gently massaging it. My legs were shaking and I was twitching around him. Panting he sucked in the air, the movements of his fingers getting faster, driving me to insanity.

“I want you say my name, when you come. Don’t hold back. I don’t care if someone might hear us. Let me see how much pleasure I bring you. Let the world know, who you belong to and who possesses this beautiful body of yours.” He sounded strained, pressing the words through his teeth and that was it for me.

Trembling I came. His name falling from my lips in a mixture of a scream and a moan. My walls twitching rhythmically around his member, pulling him over the edge too.

A wild roar ripping through his chest he poured deep into me. Collapsing over me he was barely able to catch himself, before he buried me underneath him.

His whole body pressed against mine, I just now realized how sweaty I was. “I think I need to shower.” I whispered not trusting my voice to be steady at a louder volume.

“Make that a we.” He added, getting up and picking me up as well.

“What?” I asked, not understanding what he meant.

“We need to shower. Unless you want the others to smell your arousal and endorphins sticking to my body.” He smiled at my blushing face, carrying me to the bathroom.

Once we both were showered and wearing a new set of clothing consisting of Jaspers shirt and sweatpants on my part and him just wearing his dress pants, I looked at the time. “It is only half past seven pm. We could go back and have a game night with the others. If I am correct Bella is sleeping over, so we should be good.”

Jasper raised an eyebrow: “You sure about that? You don’t have to force yourself.”

“I am okey. Besides I think this evening it would finally be fair, since I could hex Alice and Edward, so they can’t cheat.”

“Well than we should get there fast.” He laughed picking me up.

“Stop! I need some things to wear tomorrow and I need my toothbrush.” I exclaimed.

Making a trip to the bathroom, throwing my toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, and hairbrush into a bag he said: “You can wear my clothes. I like the way they look on you.”

“Nonetheless I need some underwear.” Jumping from his arms I made my way into the bedroom, throwing in two pairs of panties and socks as well as a bra into the bag he was holding. “Now we can go.” As soon as I said it, he picked me up and rushed out of the door.

#jasper hale #jasper x reader #fem reader #smut #jasper smut

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lets-try-some-writing · 5 months

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Patient 2: AI Optimus (Ft. Ratchet.)

and also part two of Optimus and Ratchet's fic sharing! Author's note: This took two-ish days and I'm very very proud of it. Please enjoy more Orion shengians!! :)

Orion, getting used to how the portals work by this point, carefully stepped out of the portal and adjusted his medkit once again. He looked around, well the same ol jasper nevada. He would never get tired of it though! The sunsets, the gorgeous fauna.. If he had to pick one as his favorite, it would have to be the desert tortoise. He found it the cutest thing imaginable, it really just reminded him of bulkhead if he was completely honest. The shell reminded him of a wrecker’s hard external frame. He remembered a fun fact about tortoises, that they can almost live the same lifespan that a human can! At most they can be 80 years old, which would be most human lifespans, but it’s roughly between 50 and 80 years old. He loved being here on earth, with the sun shining, nothing could really go wrong. But he knows that a prime is hurting somewhere, and he needs to focus. He barely gets any information on the optimi he meets, but sometimes there’s scribbles on his notepad! He should check.. “AI?” He said out loud to himself, blinking. That was the only thing that was written down on the notepad, besides from a small frowny face. He didn’t really understand it at the moment, but he knew he had to help as soon as he could. Warzone + Sad + Being a prime is probably very stressful, I mean look at sire + responsibilities = disaster for a prime’s mental and physical state!

Orion knew the math all too well, and by his very rough calculations, bodily neglect is very much possible.

He figured he should go to this universe’s autobot base in his vehicle mode and see if anyone’s there. There most likely will be, and he’s dealt with his fair share of beings. Pretender Oppy may have been given a spook by the whole ‘larva’ thing but he’s not going to let small things get to him like that again! It was a long drive there, but he finally made it. He transformed into his bot mode and approached carefully, yet resiliently. He was prepared for anything!

There wasn’t a door so to speak, but he was aware of a military only access door that he can ring the doorbell for. And so he rang the doorbell. “Access code required. This conservation will be recorded for future records, anything you say may be used against you.” the voice on the intercom announced,

Orion spoke into it, not knowing the access code himself, but willing to say his case in hopes someone hears it.

“Greetings, I do not have the access code, but I am Orion Pax. I am a medical officer in training that’s being taught from my ratchet from my own universe. I have a thing where I do checkups on primes all over the place! I know it’s not very believable, but I can show you my license for further information. I am here to help!” “Door unlocked by inside source.” the monotone voice replied, much to Orion’s surprise. So someone did hear him.. He walked into it cautiously, he could be walking into a energonbath for all he knows. But it was eerily silent, besides from more technical bits around the base and some advancements.. It’s almost normal. Orion called out, “Hello?” he figured that maybe they speak cybertronian, so he said in cybertronian, “Hello? Anyone here?..” “I heard ya kid.” A voice spoke out from the darkness, “I can hear you loud and clear..” Orion jumped back in surprise, it was this universe’s Ratchet walked out.. But he looked much worse for wear than his own. It concerned him, “Sir, are you alright? You look.. Honestly horrible! What happened?” Ratchet rolled his optics, “Don’t we all?” Orion just looked so worried, Ratchet sighed, “it’s nothing that concerns you.” Ratchet’s spark ached. This.. youngling just reminded him, just reminded him alot of his own Orion. He knew it wasn’t the same bot, and he could just tell from the kid’s demeanor alone. “How did you even get here?” He asked,

Orion sheepishly chuckled, “I sorta get sent at random?.. It’s a long story but I’m here to do a medical checkup. I guess for both of you.”

Ratchet just looked tired, “Don’t bother, I don’t think he’ll be interested. He doesn’t like the idea of ‘checkups’ anymore.”

Orion had a determined look on his face, “Well, if he isn’t willing to do one, I might as well do one on you!” He recited a line from his medical officer field-guide, “A medic helps everyone, no matter the circumstances. What matters is seeing them smile at the end.” He added, “I want you to smile too..” Ratchet couldn’t help but get a bit soft, sure, this kid had good intentions. But he knew his Optimus. The thought of a checkup now might scare the AI half to death, and he knew it was his own fault. He didn’t want him snapping on poor Orion. Just one checkup, he figured. He’ll send the kid on his way after that, but he could tell Orion probably won’t take no for an answer. “Fine, I'll let you give me a checkup.. But afterwards you're leaving. Understood?” Orion realized he wasn’t really going to get far with this Ratchet, but he still needed to help somebody. Maybe if he talked to Ratchet he could figure out why this Optimus disliked checkups? He had to agree to the deal, he was hesitant, “.. Understood sir.” Ratchet sighed, “I know, you want to treat our Optimus. I can tell on your face, you want to ‘make him smile’, Don’t you?” “Of course, that’s what makes being a medic wonderful! The hardwork and effort is worth it. I can tell both of you are hurting in some way, and I want to make everything better.” Ratchet sat down on the examination table, not sure of how to respond to this. It just reminded him of how far he was from Orion as the ‘medic’ on the team. He didn’t even want to be a medic anymore after what he’s done. Orion sat down on the spinny chair next to him, reading off of his notepad, “Alright, now these are the questions I'm supposed to ask, for reference but I think you would know that. Any histories or unwanted exposures to synth-en, dark energon, red energon, etc? Be honest with me.” “It's been awhile since I've done that, very brief history with synth-en, but the effects only lasted a day and a half. Haven’t used it since.” the ‘medic’ replied starkly, “Even thinking about synth-en now makes me feel sick.” Orion nodded, writing on his notepad, “Noted! Very brief history with synth-en.” he then asked the next question he usually asked, “Any recent injuries on the battlefield? So I don’t accidentally touch those sensitive places while I'm patching you up.” Ratchet stared at him blankly, and then replied, “It’s really innocent how you think I go outside, I really don’t anymore. I guess the only ‘pains’ are my joints, which by this point are normal.” Orion looked very concerned as he wrote on his notepad again, “noted.. Have you tried painkillers?” “Are you licensed to diagnose me with painkillers?” Orion paused, “oh.. Uh.. no? That’s for fully trained medics like yourself!” Ratchet looked away, “Please don’t call me that kiddo, I’m not.. Look, in this universe I have done terrible things. And I have a sinking feeling that your ratchet is very very nice to you because of how you're treating me. If you knew what I did, what I did to Optimus, I.. I don’t know what you would do.”

Orion looked undeterred, “I have met optimis who have.. Murdered millions of people. Treats humans like trash, but did I still treat them? Yes, yes I did! Don’t you know our mantra? A medic helps anyone in need, no matter their history or what they've done.”

He added, “I would help Megatron himself if he needed it. Because that’s what medics do! Don’t ever forget that!” he said, then suddenly held onto Ratchet’s hand tightly, “Promise me something ok? No matter what, we are medics! And we help each other..” He looked down, “Please…”

Ratchet just was very very guilty now, this made him feel worse than he was previously because he knew Orion was completely serious, “Promise..” Orion smiled, “good, let’s keep going with the checkup.” He said cheerfully. The two weren’t aware that Optimus was watching them, he awoke to this and at first he couldn’t help but be entertained by Orion. He thought that the youngling’s courage was admirable. He enjoyed his positive attitude to things, even depressing things like Ratchet saying he isn’t a ‘medic’ anymore. It almost made the AI a bit jealous, if he was being honest. But a checkup, no no he did not want that. No matter who did it, he confidently believed that Orion would hurt him, not on purpose, just because he doesn’t know he’s an AI and makes a mistake. He’s always been anxious over checkups. Ratchet certainly didn’t help at all, hated the idea of touch. Touching in his processor meant ‘threat’, meant ‘being hurt’, ‘restrained’ Orion finished the checkup, and exclaimed, “Besides from some malnutrition and some ignorance on keeping up with rust checks, I say you're all clear!” He reached into a medkit and got out a sticker and an energon treat, “since you got the Orion treatment™, you get a sticker and an energon treat!” He placed the energon treat in Ratchet’s servo along with the sticker, Ratchet accepted it graciously, “Thank you, you know for a medical officer in training your good.” Orion smiled, proud of himself, “Course’! I Learned from the best in my own universe.” Ratchet knew who he was referring to, and couldn’t help but sigh. He knew that Orion would now try to do an examination on his Optimus, which he believed would end in disaster. Orion then looked at him, and asked, “Why does this Optimus hate checkups?” He didn't mean to be invasive, he just wanted to figure it out. Maybe he could convince the prime that checkups were good again!

“.. It’s my fault.” Orion blinked, not sure of what to reply, “Did you accidentally hurt him during an exam?” “No, I wish it was just that.”

Then Orion understood what Ratchet meant by ‘I have done terrible things’, but did that stop him? He did want to talk to Ratchet about that, a serious discussion because he assumed it would be bad bad, but he had an open mind. He will help everyone, and that’s what a medic does. Even to those who don’t deserve to be cared for, even for those who have forgotten what being a medic is.

“I understand, but I need to do a checkup on him. That’s what I do, I'm not.. I know I promised I would leave when I finished yours but it’s vital that I do a checkup on him.” He added, “If he doesn’t trust you, he’s probably hurting and not saying anything about it!”

The AI continued to watch, and he agreed with that sentiment. Ratchet didn’t want to force him, then again the two needed to fulfill their promise to each other, a promise that was the reason why Ratchet was in disrepair.

He understood why Ratchet didn’t tell Orion. Orion was far too innocent and pure, but he knew that the youngling wasn’t stupid. He understood when he was being lied to from his knowledge from observing them interact. He was hurting, he was being completely honest. His struts ached, his optics strained against bright lights, injuries he refused to have inspected. He was in worse disrepair than Ratchet was, but he hid it. He had a war to lead, he was created to fight. Not to cry, not to feel. Yet he was. He was feeling for this child, who wanted to help everyone. Who wanted to make them smile, make them feel better. He wanted to cry from the pain, to be held by someone. To be told it’s ok.

The artificial prime was stuck in two opposing thoughts, one of which was to reveal himself and accept a checkup, and the other was to sink back into his quarters and stay there. He needed to watch more, to watch Orion prove himself to him for a definite answer.

Orion meanwhile, was now talking to Ratchet about how nice earth was. How the desert outside of their missile solo was full of life. He was trying to convince Ratchet to take a walk with him, why? Because he was worried about how Ratchet stated he ‘didn’t go outside anymore’.

Until he could treat Optimus, he’ll care for Ratchet the best he could. And that started with a walk, to get some fresh air and to see what planet they were fighting for.

Orion said cheerfully, resmicing on how he saw a desert tortoise, “The outside is wonderful, I think I saw my favorite animal out there too!”

Ratchet questioned, amused by Orion. He knew what the youngling was plotting, and accepted it. This kid was… a better medic then he was if he was being completely honest. Aftercare for a patient, “And which one is that?” Orion replied, “A desert tortoise! Gopherus agassizii if I remember the scientific term.” Ratchet hummed thoughtfully, “And why are they your favorite?” Orion gushed, “They're adorable! Their shells remind me of a wrecker’s external frame, and their mouths look like they’re always smiling.” he smiled, causing Ratchet to have a small smile in response. “You seem to love animals.” “I do!” Orion exclaimed, “They're so gorgeous and that’s why I love earth so much. Do you wanna know what my second favorite is?” Ratchet nodded, “Sure, lay it on me.” Orion answered, “Deer! Me and Sire go to Jasper National Park for creator-youngling bonding time sometimes and I always get to feed them banana chips.” His smile got bigger, “They seem so happy..” The false prime was very impressed, this youngling cared for a lot of things, not just cybertronians. He would probably care for humans just as much. That was enough for Orion to prove himself, and he slowly slinked himself out of the darkness and into view.

Orion lightly gasped in surprise, then quickly softened his expression and got into a position that would make him the least intimidating. He didn’t have to do the extra steps, he was already very not intimidating..

“Hello there.” He whispered, “I am a medical officer in training, Orion Pax. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”

Ratchet started to back away, then stopped when Orion suddenly held onto his servo, “no no, you're staying here. I know I can’t fix things but I know that he wants an apology! Right?”

Ratchet was shocked, as much was Optimus. Orion wants.. Ratchet to apologize? It would be best, but the two have already been past the ‘apology’ phase of things. But now, it was clear that Orion wasn’t letting Ratchet disappear into the shadows until he apologized.

Optimus spoke, still on a bit of an edge due to Ratchet’s presence but due to the gap between the two with Orion in the middle, he felt comfortable. Just a little,

“It would be.. Nice. Young one, we are past that stage. I.. I know you mean well, but we cannot reconcile until our promise is fulfilled and the war is over.”Orion blinked, “oh.. And what is that promise?” Ratchet froze, and for once Optimus and Ratchet came to a agreement; they should not tell Orion that they are planning to commit suicide after the war is over due to their.. History to say the least. But they couldn’t.. Lie to him either. “We have.. How do we phrase this nicely?”Ratchet tried to come up with something, “We.. um…” “Ratchet, we have to tell him the truth. I believe he can handle the truth.”

Ratchet looked skeptical, “Optimus, this is.. Unacceptable! He probably doesn’t even know what it means! We can’t.. We can’t just tell him.” Orion started to connect the dots a bit, he understood what whatever this ‘promise’ was, it wasn’t a good one. And it could possibly be harmful, but he was an open book. He liked to think he was, he could handle anything.

“Lay it on me!” He said, “I can handle it.. Whatever this ‘promise’ is, I can take it.” “Your.. courage. It’s very admirable Orion.” Orion nodded, “of course.” Ratchet sighed, “Alright, who’s going to tell him?” “I will.” Orion approached, freezing every so often if Optimus even flinched as if he was some oversized stray cat, but eventually Orion gently held his hand, it was only holding a digit but it counted, “It’s alright.. You're safe with me. Tell me.” The response was Optimus gently petting his head, “Our promise.. Is one of death. I am not a true cybertronian, I was built. Built for war. Once the war is over, we will give ourselves to well of allsparks. For me, it’s to escape the reality of my situation. And for him, it is to condemn his crimes.” Orion thought it out, “so.. Suicide?” he said, with concern. But that concern faded, he finally understood the ‘AI’ note in his notepad, along with the frowny face. “I understand, it must be terrible for you to live knowing you're not.. Real. it sounds like a nightmare, anyone would do anything to escape a fate like that.” He glanced towards Ratchet, “No wonder you two look so terrible.. You're just waiting. I get it.” Ratchet was very shocked that Orion understood what he meant, he knew what it was, “.. We..” he glanced at Optimus.

Optimus glanced back, “We, thank you for your words little one. I knew when I saw how you cared for Ratchet you were a special bot.”Orion chuckled, “I’m not that special, but thanks!”

“I give you my consent for a.. Checkup. I know that you will not harm me.”Orion then got very excited, he was very proud of himself for managing to convince Optimus despite his anxiety for checkups and just overall medical procedures from how bad Ratchet’s ‘crimes’ were, “Are you sure? If you don’t want it, it’s completely fine! We can just go on that walk I was talking about with Ratchet. You two can keep your distance and we can have fun!” “You are.. Very compassionate for your duty aren’t you? It is fine, you are.. Very very special to me. Special little one.”

Optimus Prime said to him, continuing to pet him. He eventually stopped, sitting on the medical berth abiet starting to shake a bit from the memories he had while sitting on it. Orion noticed. “Would you.. Like to sit elsewhere? You don’t seem very comfortable, you look anxious…” “Thank you.. That would be best for me.”Instead of on the medical berth, Optimus sat down on the bot sized couch along with Orion as he did the checkup. He did it with care, realizing that Optimus had a disdain towards touch.

It was short, gentle touches as Orion worked, he eventually asked per protocol before he started to patch anything, as before it was simply do checks; small optic exam, the works.

“Any recent injuries on the battlefield? So I don’t accidentally touch those sensitive places while I'm patching you up.” he said softly.

“I have gotten a limp recently.. I think something may be stuck in my right leg.”Ratchet wanted to say something in response, like ‘Why didn’t you tell me’ or ‘that’s why you were in your quarters for so long?’ but kept his vocoder shut. He decided on just letting Orion work.

Orion nodded, “Do you.. Want me to remove it?” “Yes, please.”Once he heard this, Orion went into his med-kit and started to get out the tools he had on hand. He wasn’t very experienced in this section of work, but he was prepared due to his handbook and capability.

Ratchet seemingly noticed the younger’s lack of proper tools as he went to get them, “I’ll go get you some proper tools.” Orion smiled, “Oh, Thank you!” When Ratchet left, Optimus hummed thoughtfully, remembering the discussion that Orion and Ratchet had when he watched them. He figured he should say what his own favorite was, as a sort of ice breaker while they waited.

“My favorite fauna to see here.. It has to be Sylvilagus audubonii.”

He said, Orion got all excited, “Oh, that’s a desert cottontail! Oh those are adorable!!” “Do you want to know why?” The AI asked playfully,Orion’s head tilted slightly, “Why?” Optimus proceeded to put his servos on his hand, as if they were ears. He started to flick his digits to try and prove his point, “they sometimes have floppy ears.” he added as he continued flicking his digits, his voice almost sounding monotone, “flop, flop, flop..”

Orion giggled at this as he did the same thing, “Flop!” “Flop.”

When Ratchet returned with the tools, Orion and Optimus had their servos on their heads, just flicking their digits down and just repeating the word ‘flop’. He laughed quietly, “I’m back, Orion, remember you have a patient to care for.” Orion stopped, nodding as Optimus stopped also. The false prime looked away sheepishly as Orion got the tools, “Could you place your leg on the couch? So it’s closer to me.” Optimus nodded as he lifted his right leg and placed it on the couch, Orion gently used the miniature frame-scanner of his, “It’ll only be a light tingling sensation, I just need to see where it is.” “Very well..”

Orion sat there for a couple moments, unmoving. Optimus questioned, “Why aren’t you doing anything?”

“You look anxious. I want my patients to be comfortable, I'm waiting until you're ready. Patient’s wellbeing matters over all!” Orion explained, now with the frame scanner on his lap.

“...”Still not moving the frame scanner, Orion simply had a genuine comforting smile on his features. He figured that touch wouldn’t be best right now, so his face said it all.

Optimus finally relaxed, venting softly as Orion started to work, the frame-scanner went off almost immediately and the younger looked up at him in concern, “That’s.. A Lot of damage. I can see it on the scanner.. You must have been in pain for a long time.” He gently patted Optimus’s thigh, “don’t worry, i’ll help you.”

“Can you.. Extract it doctor?”Orion’s features were full of confidence, “I’ll do my best, I have my handbook and the proper tools.” He got out his handbook, reading it outloud, “Prepare numbing solution in injection vial..” he followed the instructions, to the amusement and interest of Optimus and Ratchet. He read more out loud, “Once the injection vial is prepared, flick the needle tip to get rid of excess air bubbles..” Orion then started to sanitize the area, and once it was finished, with Optimus’s consent he injected the needle. He went back to the handbook, “Once the area of injury is numbed, use tweezers to lift up metal plating..” The young medic did so, flinching a bit at the sheer badness of it. There was a sharp piece of metal firmly lodged into the prime’s leg. It must’ve been accidentally launched into him during a battle..

“I.. Know it’s bad.”Orion nodded, “It is. But I can fix it. I know I can.” he read the handbook again, “Use larger tweezers to gently loosen the item enlodged..” he did so, stopping every so often to make sure the AI was fine.

Ratchet stayed silent, watching. He knew he should be the one doing this, helping his creation. But he was the reason why Optimus hid that for so long. He doesn’t want it to get worse..

Orion pulled out the piece of metal, freezing a bit as a spurt of energon went on his thigh. But he was semi-calm, smiling. He welded up the injury, making sure no fuel lines were broken in the process, and put down the metal plating.

He then wrapped up that part of the prime’s leg, in a cast of sorts. Then he got out a black sharpie. “Isn’t the treatment over? What are you doing?..” Orion grinned as he suddenly scribbled on a picture of a desert cottontail on his cast, with the phrase ‘flop’ on it, he had a big smile on his faceplate. “Ta da! Since you told me your favorite animal is a desert cottontail, I wanted to put something on your cast so you can feel better during your recovery.” “.. Thank you for your kindness. It does make me feel better.” Orion nodded, helping Ratchet put away the tools and then once that was finished, hopping back onto the couch and happily getting out an energon treat and a sticker, “since you got the Orion treatment™, you get a sticker and an energon treat!” “I don’t think that is very necessary…” Orion was undeterred, “It is. You're going to spend a good bit recovering, so this is good aftercare!” He gave him the sticker and energon treat, and Optimus smiled softly.

Orion then got a bit sad, “How are we going to go on the walk now?..”

Ratchet sighed, “It’s fine, I can go separately.” Orion nodded, “You better go out! You have to be healthy for your promise.” “Thank you for your help and understanding of our situation, Orion. We don’t know how to thank you.”Orion smiled, “Of course! A medic helps everyone.” Ratchet paused, “I can give him something.” “?”

Ratchet got out a small goodybag, it contained miniature medical equipment. He handed it to Orion, “it’s for your medkit incase you have to do a extraction like this again-” Orion suddenly hugged him, smiling, “Thank you!” he was touched, “This will help me so much..” Ratchet in response patted him on the head, “Of course..” A portal opened, and Orion quickly let go of Ratchet and put everything away, he smiled at the two, “I have to go now, sire will get worried if I stay here for too long..” “Understandable. Thank you again for your help, we have something new to fight for. For mechs like you to grow up in peace..” Ratchet agreed with him, “Yes.” Orion waved goodbye, he waved goodbye to this universe to go back home to Nimbus Prime and his mentor. He couldn’t wait to tell them what happened, and he would cherish his gift dearly. He knew that the two would probably not be there and had ascended into the well when he eventually returned, due to how time worked in separate universes. But he would be honored to do another check-up on them, to see how they're doing.

And with that, this wraps Orion's second patient case. Who knows who he will care for next, it could be anything. But he will address them without fear, and with compassion. Because that’s what a medic would do, wouldn’t they?

Good soup.

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*holds up a weird plotbunny* So this one's kinda different. It's not quite Agony and not really eventually and is kinda mostly inspired by that second-to-last shot of the Jabberwocky animatic.

Jasper dies.

It goes down exactly like it does in Jabberwocky. The moments after happen the same way we saw them in the Collector's memory in Agony. At first glance, there's no difference.

There's a lot of aspects about magic that TOH never fleshed out. I don't even think that's because of the whole cancellation debacle, I think it just wasn't important to the story. Aside from the basics, the details about how magic works are delightfully vague and give a lot of leeway to play around with--even if it's annoying that some fields of magic were barely touched on at all.

We don't really know much about oracle magic in general, but ghosts and spirits exist. Hooty coughed up a bunch that one time. We don't really know how they occur, but if our own ghost lore has anything to do with it…

Jasper died desperate to protect his child. If you want to go the unfinished business route, Hunter is still in Belos's clutches. Jasper's final moments were intensely emotional and unjust and pretty much perfect to cause a haunting.

Except he doesn't haunt a physical place.

Hunter's nannies remark on how unusual it is for a baby to sleep through the whole night. He'll wake up when he's hungry or needs a diaper change, but never for no reason. Belos has never had an infant Grimwalker before so he chalks it up to the lack of humanity and spins some words about the Titan's small blessings, blah blah blah.

Hunter rarely has bad dreams as a child. Sometimes one will try to take hold after a bad day, but it's always pushed aside, and it almost feels like someone he can't see takes his shoulders from behind and gently steers him away to kinder thoughts. (When he was very young, it was a much larger hand holding his own, and shaggy blonde hair and bright magenta eyes like his and a gentle smile as he was led to nicer thoughts. But that stopped before he could remember it.)

As Hunter grows older and his responsibilities and expectations pile up, it gets harder to find kinder thoughts to steer to. But the nightmares are still held at bay. The nights after a punishment when he's cried himself to sleep, he dreams of strong arms holding him against a broad chest, his head tucked under someone's chin, and he doesn't know why but he feels safe.

Jasper is…idk, how does one cope with being dead and accidentally haunting your son's mindscape? It wasn't PURPOSEFUL that's for sure. There's so much that can go wrong here. But for the first few years it's like, Hunter's a BABY, he's a TODDLER, at the very least Jasper can be there for him for now! Crap he's learning how to talk, better back off, wouldn't do for Hunter to start telling people about having an imaginary friend. Except double crap, Hunter's life is shit, there's no way Jasper won't help him, he'll just have to make sure he manifests in Hunter's dreams mostly as a sensation and faceless if he has a form at all.

Obviously this can't go on forever cuz that'd be unfulfilling for the plot but idk what would actually trigger them meeting, so to speak. Hunter passes out on his mountain trial or gets knocked out during training/a mission and Jasper is desperate to get him to wake up again? Hunter innocently hyperfixates on oracle magic and mindscapes for a month, realizes from his readings that his dreams are actually really unusual, and purposefully dives into his subconscious to confront Jasper himself? Darius is a jerk to Hunter and Jasper is so angry about it that he accidentally fully manifests in Hunter's dreams while he's angrily pacing around the mindscape that night and when he realizes Hunter is staring at him he just kinda freezes awkwardly like, shit?

Also not sure how to navigate the reveal… I feel like they have to come to some kind of terms or agreement with each other. Like, the end goal here is that Hunter 1) Understands that yes, he's been haunted his whole life, and 2) Understands that he cannot tell anyone about it.

It's not even for Jasper's sake, though Hunter might think it's for Jasper's sake. I imagine one of Jasper's biggest fears is some oracle witch realizing that Hunter has a ghost in his brain and telling Belos. Thank Titan Osran doesn't pay much attention to the kid. Jasper doesn't really want to haunt his kid, but he REALLY doesn't want to deal with the fallout of an exorcism. If Belos learned that Jasper has been haunting Hunter this whole time, he'd kill Hunter immediately, just as a precaution.

I also imagine Jasper wouldn't come clean about everything for a very long time. Belos will let Hunter live so long as he's loyal. Jasper would love to get Hunter away from Belos, but he's dead. So Hunter has to stay loyal until there's a viable escape route. Jasper isn't going to spill everything about how Hunter's a Grimwalker and Belos is evil and Hunter needs to run away, it won't help and it'll add to the poor kid's stress and he'll have to pretend he didn't know these things and then he'll slip up and Belos will kill him. All Jasper can really do is offer emotional support and advice.

But this is Hunter we're talking about so like. A little emotional support and advice goes a LONG way. Hunter becomes extremely attached to his live-in brain ghost, who may or may not be his family. Look at this, an AU where Hunter actually wants to maintain his sleep schedule because it gives him access to the one person who gives him positive attention, even if that person is incorporeal, and also dead. He infodumps about whatever he's reading about lately, or he rambles about some issue he's having while Jasper helps him think through the problem solving, and he really appreciates all the tips Jasper gives him about fighting and using the artificial staff. (Maybe in this AU Jasper actually teaches Hunter how to teleport, not Lilith.)

Hunter would dive into oracle magic over this, too. Just a personal side project, y'know, no big deal. Idk how much oracle magic a magicless witch could use, Luz at least seemed to be able to use that one crystal ball a bit. But at the very least Hunter could probably establish a better link to his mindscape, allowing him to choose to talk to Jasper even when he's awake.

And that's all the general ideas I have for this, I don't have very many specific ones, but here:

Belos starts in on the child abuse, and Jasper realizes that Belos didn't hurt him because Jasper was imperfect, Belos hurt him because Belos hurts people, and Belos was always going to hurt Hunter.

Would Darius's relationship with Hunter continue as it did in canon, or would Jasper decide "screw this" and tell Hunter exactly what to say to Darius to make Darius realize "holy shit is this Jasper's kid and am I shooting myself in the foot here??"

Hunter really does like Jasper but as the years go by Jasper slowly starts insinuating that he doesn't like Belos and by canon he might even be trying to get Hunter to question Belos because he's getting desperate and it causes a bit of tension.

Luz and the gang trying to talk or argue or fight with Hunter and he grunts and glares at her but his standoffishness is also covering for the fact that his attention is split by Jasper going SHE KINDA HAS A POINT, MAYBE YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO HER, ASK IF YOU CAN CRASH ON THEIR COUCH.

Flapjack chooses Hunter and is also fully aware that Jasper is present and both of them are like "what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck"

Hunter and Jasper being absolute dumbasses who reinforce each other's dumbassery over very stupid things. Hunter goes undercover at Hexside like "I bet teenagers like authority and rules!" And Jasper has never been a teenager and is too dead to read parenting books but he did know some scouts who joined the coven as teenagers so he's like "Sounds right to me!"

As Hunter's friendship develops with Willow, Jasper watches all the trees in Hunter's mindscape slowly morph into willow trees.

Hollow Mind happens and through the handwavey powers of mindscape magic Jasper also manages to be there somehow. Caleb Wittebane's Hallucination Ghost is also lurking in Belos's mindscape and the two of them just stare at each other for a minute. Belos sees Jasper but figures he's just some weird manifestation of his guilt for killing his brother's clones, even when Jasper punches him in the face while the kids escape.

Hunter having his melt-down post-Hollow Mind and freaking out because YOU KNEW??? And Jasper tries to apologize and tries to calm him down but Hunter is so upset that he just shuts down that mental connection and refuses to sleep for 24 hours until he passes out at Hexside. He expects Jasper to show up and yell at him or try to explain or something, but instead his dreams that night are like the ones he had as a kid--strong arms and supportive silence and apologetic love.

Belos tries to possess Hunter in TTT and Jasper is just like SURPRISE BITCH. It doesn't go well for Belos, but it goes much better for Flapjack.

Idk what the endgame would be here, exactly, but I feel like Jasper can't haunt Hunter forever. It's not fair to either of them, Hunter needs privacy in his own mind and Jasper needs to pass on peacefully. But if you go the unfinished business route, well, Hunter is safe after Belos is dead, and he has real living friends and a support network now, so Jasper COULD move on finally. A bittersweet ending.

Hdjsjdnnf Ghost Dad (1990)

Maybe he tells him oh, he's the memory of the last Golden guard here to help train him, yeah, sure, that's most of the truth!

I do also kind of like the idea of him manifesting as like a Ghost-Ghost sometimes because. I want him to meet Papa Titan. I want him to Learn All The Lore. Also to go play cards with kings dad when Hunter is hyperfixating on like algebra or something that jasper finds boring and a little frightening

GOD tho... Ghost jasper running into ghost Caleb in Belos' mindscape.and they stare at each other in silence. I'm imagining Jaspers lips parting with this look of shock and apprehension like he wants to say something, but then he hears Hunter cry out in the distance as he gets schlorped up by the ground and his eyes linger for just a moment before he turns and runs in his direction... And you just see Caleb's head turn silently to follow him, then his expression shift ever so slightly toward pity before the camera cuts back to the action

And the DRAMA of brain ghost j-

Oh my god. Brain ghost jasper. Oh my god

The DRAMA of brain ghost jasper jumping from the darkness in front of Luz and hunter between them and Belos and hunter being like :0 when Belos recognizes jasper and is fucking PISSED to see him.

I don't even know how this would fit in but I have this image in my head of Darius sneering at little Hunter and saying like your predecessor would be ashamed of you and jasper is so fucking filled with vicious anger and passion that he just sort of snaps forward and accidentally possesses the little guy. Tiny little like ten years old hunter staring up at Darius with an older man's eyes and-- I don't even know what if have him say but it would be something sharp and so unsettling it fully throws Darius the fuck off his game like hang on what the hell. And jasper is immediately like oh fuck oh shit [poof] leaving hunter like what. The hell was that. Why did I just say that

Oh my god possession arc brain ghost jasper..... R/possessthemback

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Tfp arcee getting the passionate love she deserves by her female human s/o? Maybe after a long and tiring day arcee just needs some love and relaxation and s/o is happy to assist? Just some soft gay smut.

Scenario please but if you can't, hc's will be fine!Thank you and have a good day/night!!

TFP Arcee x human!fem!reader

this was so sweet and cute aaaaaa im dying,, thank you for requesting, this warms my lil gay heart 💕

Synopsis: The current situation of war is causing Arcee some stress, luckily her human s/o is here to help her relax, in more ways than one.

Warnings: Smut, teasing, dom/sub elements, slight angst.

Word count: 1972

It’s a summers afternoon, the sun still high in the sky. Arcee is in her alt form racing down the seemingly endless highway that leads to Jasper. Today has been long and tiring, she had been assigned with Bumblebee to hunt for one of the Omega Keys, the mission was unsuccessful. Both Arcee and Bumblebee were practically beaten up by Knockout. Not to mention she had been resisting the urge to rip out Smokescreens voice box ever since she returned to base, annoyed by his constant boasting.

She just really needed to get to you and let out her frustrations. This is what she loves about her human conjunx; she could call on you at anytime and you would never hesitate to listen. She was glad that Optimus had let her off for the rest of the afternoon, ignoring Ratchet’s protests claiming that she still needed to recover.

Eventually she parked out the front of your house, beeping her horn a few times. She watched as you peeked through the curtains in the window before making your way through the front door with a smile on your face, an overnight bag slung over your shoulder.

“Hi Arcee!” You greeted, sitting on the soft seating on her alt form, “How was your mission? Did you get the key thingy?”

Arcee is silent for a moment, not going unnoticed by you.

“No, that aft of a Decepticon took it before we had the chance to.” Arcee pulls away from the curb, speeding out of town. You can sense some tension, so you decided not to speak while she was driving not wanting to distract her, hanging on tight as the wind blows through your hair.

An hour had passed since Arcee picked you up, only making small talk along the way to her special place. A lake that was hidden by large willow trees with a beautiful back drop of the nearby mountain range, it was so isolated that she wasn’t even sure that other humans knew about it. When you first began dating Arcee, this was the first place she took you to, wanting to share its beauty with you.

On arriving to the lake, Arcee lets you hop off and transforms into her robot mode. Her pedes practically give out as she sits on the ground, leaning against a tree. You make your way over to her, tapping her servo so she can scoop you up and give her a gentle kiss on her dermas.

“Ok, talk to me, babe.” You say, laying down in the palm of her servo, “What happened today?”

Arcee ex-vents, cradling you to her chassis, “It’s just… everything… every time we get an upper hand on the Decepticons, they turn around and ruin all our efforts. We were so close to getting that Omega Key…”

You nod, rubbing one of her digits absentmindedly as you listened. You were very familiar with Arcee’s past and the number of losses that she has experienced at the hands of them, it saddens you to your very core to think about how many tears she has shed over the years of constant battles.

“I know that failure is bound to happen, but when it happens to you so many times… it’s exhausting.” She says, optics looking out onto the lake, “Makes you feel like you’re the failure.”

You stare up at her, eyebrows furrowing. You hate when she talks bad about herself, but you know that she is just venting things about herself she wouldn’t dare mention around the other members of team prime. You follow her eyes towards the lake, you then decided to leap off her servo and grab your bag to her surprise.

“(Y/n)? What are you… doing?” She draws her optics over to you as she watches you strip off your clothes to reveal a two-piece bikini (or whatever you are most comfortable in), shoving them into your bag. Arcee stiffens up at sudden sight of your bare skin, faceplates heating up. It’s not the first time she’s seen you barely naked, but it gets her riled up every single time.

“Come on,” You walk up to her, tugging on her arm, “We’re going swimming.”

Arcee quirks an optic ridge, but reluctantly stands and lets you drag her to the lake’s edge.

“(Y/n), I don’t even think I can swim.” She watches as you dip your toes into the water to get a feel for the temperature.

You scoff, “Have you even tried?”

She thinks for a moment, then shakes her helm, “No? I’ve had no need to. There’s no water on Cybertron.”

You grin, “Well there is on Earth!”

She watches as you walk out to waist deep water, slightly concerned for your safety, but she trusts you. You turn around and beckoned her over with a wave of your arm, before diving headfirst into the warm water.

Arcee releases a breath she didn’t even realise she was holding when you popped back up to the surface, and reluctantly treads into the water. It feels surprisingly soothing to her aching pedes as she walks in further to meet you, not as nice as a hot oil bath, but it’s still nice.

You swim over to her and drag her in, so she is now fully submerged in the lake, giving her a playful smile.

“Hey, can’t swim, remember?” Arcee gives you a playful smile back as she splashes you with some water. Arcee at least knows that the water is not nearly deep enough to be a problem to her, but likes teasing you, nonetheless.

Giggling, you block the water she aimed at you with your arms, then swimming your way over to her to cup her faceplates with your hands, giving her a gentle kiss. Sighing, Arcee returns your kiss, optics closing. You release from the kiss and press your forehead to hers.

After half an hour of swimming around with each other and sharing kisses in-between, you both had had enough and decided to return to the shore. Arcee had picked you up and laid you down on her chassis once she herself had laid down, both still dripping wet from the water. A tired sigh draws from your lips, and you lift your head to look at Arcee, a content smile on her face.

You bit your lip, deciding that now is the best time to continue to conversation from before, “Arcee, you’re not a failure.”

Arcee lifts her head up from the ground to look at you, a servo wrapped around your still practically bare waist.

“You are so valuable to the team, and to me.” You place a hand on her faceplate, she in return grabbing it with her other unoccupied servo and pressing a kiss to the palm of your hand, “I want to never make you feel this way ever again. I want to show you how much you are appreciated.”

Arcee’s breath hitches as you press soft kisses to her jawline, then down her neck cabling. Her face heats up as you press a tender kiss to where a humming spark lays in her chassis, traveling down the length of her body. She supresses a moan when you reach her interfacing panel, pressing a single kiss to the plating. It was always Arcee doing the work for you when things got sexual, always putting your needs before your own, she has never fully let you take charge before.

“Let me do this for you, Arcee…” You breathe, gently rubbing against the heated metal.

Arcee releases a breathy moan as she removes the panel, revealing a dripping wet valve. You smile at her moans, knowing that she can finally relax after working so hard lately. You gently rub a finger up and down her folds and Arcee’s hips shutter at the feeling. You lean down and flatten your tongue, licking straight up to collect her fluids that have leaked out.

“(Y/n) …” Arcee stutters, a servo flies straight to her intake to stifle her moans. Another servo moves down to grip your hair. You smile against her valve and swirl your tongue around her clit, loving her taste and her muted moans. But its not enough for you, you need to see her become undone and a complete mess at your hands.

You slowly insert a finger into her valve, unsure of how much she can take. You seem to be doing the right thing however, as you can feel her grip on your hair become tighter. She gasps as you insert two more fingers and then eventually working your way up to your whole hand, completely engulfed in her valve. It made you wonder how big Cybertronian dicks were, you laugh at the thought.

You continued to caress her insides whist sucking at her clit, relishing how she starts to buck her hips into your face. She moves the servo that was blocking her intake and throws her helm back with a loud moan as you let her grind on your now flattened tongue. She practically screamed as she came on it, hips jerking as you let her ride out her orgasm.

You give her clit a soft kiss as you slowly remove your hand from her valve, absolutely soaked in her fluids. Arcee whines as she watches you suck one of your fingers clean. You press kisses up her thigh plating until you were standing up.

“You don’t think I’m finished yet do you?” You playfully lick your lips as you slowly pull your bikini bottoms down. Arcee watches with wide optics as you then take your bikini top off, mesmerised by the soft breasts she’s once described to you as ‘Earths greatest invention’. She leans forward to sit up, bringing you closer to her helm so she can pepper them with kisses.

You moan softly, but then gently push her helm away, “Nope, lay back down.”

“(Y/nnnn) …” Arcee whines, falling backwards to lean her body weight on her elbows, “You know once those are out, I can’t resist.”

You ignore her as you move one of your legs over hers and sit down, her valve now flush against your own pussy in the scissoring position. It was difficult to position with Arcee’s sheer size compared to your body, but over time you figured out what was best for both you and Arcee.

“Primus!” Arcee cried out as you began to grind your heat against her clit, her own fluids providing plenty of lubricant. You moan out her name as you began to grind faster, hands firmly on the lower plating of her chassis to stabilise yourself. You watch as Arcee throws her helm back again, knowing that she was still so sensitive.

“Arcee… ughn...” You moan out. From the look on Arcee’s face, her praises and the feeling of grinding yourself on her valve, it doesn’t take long for you to finish. Your hips shaking as you draw out your own orgasm. Arcee hits her orgasm at the same time, dermas parted as her body jolts and shakes from the overstimulation. You pant hard, removing yourself from her valve, a sticky line of both of your lubricants connecting you together.

You crawl up to Arcee’s helm, laughing softly as you poke the side of her faceplate, “You ok, babe?”

Arcee weakly lifts her head, wrapping her servos around you and giving you a passionate kiss, you gladly accept the kiss, a soft moan escaping from you. Arcee pulls away and gives you a kiss to your head.

“You’re fragging amazing.” Arcee sighs, rubbing your bare back with a servo, “Thank you. I really appreciated this.”

You smile, pecking her lips again, “Anytime…” You rest your head on her chassis, “I love you so much, Arcee.”

She smiles down at you, “Love you too…”

#transformers #transformers prime #tfp #tfp arcee x reader #tfp arcee x human reader #valveplug

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