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Bound | Chapter 4

Word Count: 4.9K Warnings: implied/referenced SA, trauma, trauma responses, mentions of death, torture, mentions of DV

Summary: Rosalie always carried the resentment of not being able to fulfill the image of the perfect family she had in her head. But the universe had set out to grant her everything she could've hoped for in the most unconventional way and in the form of a witch. Can their love withstand the promise of forever or will Rosalie and (Y/N) succumb to the grapples of time?

A/N: So, I noticed that the time span of Rosalie's kills take around a year according to Midnight Sun (which I have yet to read) which is why the timeline won't match up very well, but I think it still works... maybe... hopefully. Sorry it took so long to update this story, I honestly did not have time to keep writing it for a bit. This was meant to come out yesterday but I fell asleep 🫣🫣 Also, to any and all survivors of SA that you are not alone and what happened to you is not your fault, it never will be. I hope you have healed or are healing. And if you ever just need an ear to listen, I am here. 🤍

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Three months had passed since the night that changed Rosalie’s life for eternity, and the Hubert brothers had been found dead. Two, since Ulysses Levitt ran out of town with a girl his family would have never approved, and the body of John Harris was found in his hotel room, asphyxiated and with a broken neck.

Word had spread through the town of a killer that was taking the lives of prominent young figures. They had ransacked through two families already, and it was rumored they had taken the Levitt son hostage, regardless of the letter left. It made families hold their young ones closer to them, hypervigilant of their every move. No one wanted their child to be next. No one wanted to weep for their child. Not even for them to go missing.

Because none of them knew that they had nothing to worry about.

Well, other than the King family. The royal family of Rochester, New York, would suffer a great loss that night at the hands of who would have been their greatest acquisition. She would take his life into her hands the way he had done with hers. He would clamor for mercy, beg for forgiveness, plead for another chance. And she would laugh in his face.

There weren’t many places Royce could hide in that Rosalie would not have found him. He could have hidden a thousand feet underground, and she would have carved at the ground with her own hands until she got to him. He would not get away from her without paying for what he had done. She was judge, jury, and executioner, and she would make sure his sentence was fulfilled.

In the Cullen residence, the other three vampires walked on eggshells around Rosalie. The anger that radiated from the girl was hot enough that any closeness could leave them burned. Even if their words and worries came from a place of concern –at least from Carlisle and Esme– she did not want to hear them. All she had time for was her revenge. There was nothing else she had to look forward to.

She didn’t want to be angry. It was an all-consuming emotion that she did not wish to impart on the family that had “rescued” her.

“Good morning, Rosalie,” Esme called the girl’s attention as she readied herself for the day. “How are you feeling today?”

“As well as I can be while my rapist’s heart still beats,” she shrugged, brushing the golden curls in her hair. “Apart from that, I guess not worse than I felt yesterday.”

“That’s good, I think,” the woman offered a smile. “Hopefully tomorrow is better.”

“Oh, it will be. Once Royce gets what’s coming for him, the universe will balance itself out. After that… well, we’ll see when we get there.”

Esme remained quiet for a moment, weighing whether or not her words were welcomed in the blonde’s space. The last thing the woman wanted was to make something snap inside the girl. She was already fragile as it was, even if she wouldn’t allow herself to be, and Esme didn’t want to be the drop of water that made her cup overflow. “May I offer you some words?” she asked against her better judgment.

“If you’re trying to get me to see how wrong it is to take a life, please save your breath,” she responded, holding in her laughter at the irony of her sentence. “Carlisle and Edward have tried, and I can tell you there is nothing you can say that will make me desist from my plan.”

“Well,” Esme sighed with a smile on her face. “Then, can I tell you about my story? I can’t say that I lived through the horrors of what you did, but I did have my own monster.” The blonde simply nodded in approval, her attention fully on the woman before her. “I didn’t envision my life turning out this way, much like you. When I was younger, I dreamed of being a school teacher. I wanted to mold the minds of my students and help them navigate this crazy world. But my parents wanted me to be the perfect wife. They wanted me to stay home and marry. And I did. I thought then that my life would be better. That’s what my parents had promised, so that’s what I believed.

“Yet, the man that I married became the monster in the fairytale my parents had designed. He was abusive. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. He made me feel like I had no escape. And my parents perpetuated that behavior. They told me to keep it quiet. That no one in town would ever believe that he could do anything like that,” the woman continued. Rosalie could tell how difficult it was to tell her story. She could see the fear flashing in her eyes and the tremble in her hands as she felt the ghosts of her past creeping up her neck. And she wondered if that was the way she would look. Regardless of her impenetrable body, anyone would be able to see the pain plastered on her face. “There was some solace when the Great War passed. He was drafted, and I had months of peace. I learned that you don’t know how deep in the chaos you have gotten until you see a way out. Deep down, I hoped he never returned. It was easier to be a widow than to live the rest of my life in fear.

“But, much to my dismay, he came back once the war had ended. I knew my sentence was until death did us part. Until I became pregnant a few months after his return, and there was a new life to fight for,” Esme said. “I ran as far as I could. I needed to protect my baby, and I couldn’t do that if I was dead. He found me the first time, though. So, I ran again. For some time, I even became a teacher. For the first time in so many years, I was happy. I had fulfilled my childhood dream, and I was building my own family. But all of that ended when my baby died only two days after being born. I had changed my entire life for my son, and he had been ripped away from me in just 48 hours. With him gone, I had nothing left to live for. And well, after all that, Carlisle changed me.

“I will say that I assimilated to this life quickly. It was easy when the alternative had been so horrendous for me. But, the reason I’m telling you this is not because I just wanted you to hear my sorrowful story,” she chuckled softly. “A couple of years after I was changed, Edward grew rebellious. We didn’t have a bad life, much less a bad relationship. But he was only a year younger than you are when he was turned, and he was growing angsty with our way of life, especially our diet. He went on a rampage, finding the worst of the worst among humans using his ability. He only returned to us two years ago. But he told me who his first victim had been. It had been my ex-husband. He told me how he made sure he suffered, that he yelled for mercy, and pleaded to God to save him.

“It should have made me feel better that he was gone. That he couldn’t hurt anyone any longer, for the world had to be a better place without another monster walking in its midst. I did feel relief for a second that he could not get to anyone else, but it didn’t really matter. He had still hurt me, and his being dead didn’t change that. All I could do was try and move past it. Not forgetting what he did to me, but learning to live with it,” she explained. Esme approached Rosalie, taking her hands in hers and staring deeply into the red eyes before her. “Killing Royce won’t stop the hurt from taking over your heart, Rosalie, just as I know that killing those other four men hasn’t satiated the ire inside you.”

“Even if it won’t fix what they tore inside me, I can make sure it doesn’t happen to any other woman. At least, the ones that would have fallen victim to them if they weren’t dead,” Rosalie said through gritted teeth. There were no tears to hold back, as much as she wanted them. She wanted them to make her eyes burn with anticipation, and she couldn’t almost remember that feeling and trick herself that it was happening. But the stream never came. “I cannot let him walk free on this earth after seeing just how well he can hide the kind of monster he is. If he was going to marry me and he did what he did, I don’t want to imagine what he would do to a woman he doesn’t even know. I’m not doing this to heal anything inside me or because I am seeking inner peace. I am doing this so they can never do this again.”

Esme knew there was nothing she could say that would deter Rosalie from finishing her plan. Instead of drowning with more words, she simply smiled and told her she understood. Before leaving the girl be, she turned and said, “You should take a stroll through the garden. This summer the nightshade has sprouted beautifully.”

Rosalie stared at herself in the mirror, and the vision that stared back at her startled her. Dressed in a strikingly white dress that was as close as possible to the one she had picked out with her mother was unsettling. Much more knowing that to that day, she should have been already three months married… or three months dead.

But she was neither.

No. Her blood-red eyes reminded her that she was not married and she was stuck in a land that was not quite living but not quite dead. She was stuck as she was in a world that was no longer hers for the taking. Still, if there was one thing that was still hers, it was the ability to taste Royce’s death already.

She had found his hideout rather quickly. He had trapped himself in the basement of an abandoned bank building that was still under his family’s possession. Little did he know that in his hiding, he had given her the perfect place to rid the world of the monster he was. His soul would forever be trapped somewhere that perfectly represented him –cold, dark, and made just for money.

Everything was already going to plan. The crate of whiskey had been delivered on time and sent directly into the vault with food and other necessities. All she needed to do was wait it out for an hour. Sixty minutes to allow the paranoia to set in, for the hallucinations to fester, for all the pain and discomfort to rip its way across his body. She would allow the little plant to set her stage because she would be the main act that day.

Rosalie waited until she could not wait any longer. Until she knew his mind would have started its descent into madness. She wanted him to be trembling in his skin before she made her grand entrance.

From the bank's main lobby, she could hear Royce’s racing heart, his breathing heave, and his frantic steps. It would have been the most intoxicating song had her heart not been filled with dark hatred. His suffering meant nothing to her until it was her own hands inflicting the pain. She had to get into that room sooner rather than later.

Though Royce was her main target, she needed to get past the two men that guarded the vault door. Innocent souls that had to be reaped because of the sins of a monster. Her parents had taught her the just paid for the guilty. And in matters of love and war, all was fair. That afternoon, two souls would join the five that had shredded her own. She would grant them a quick and painless death, and go on with the rest of the plan.

And so, she snapped the men’s necks and laid them on the floor. She closed their eyes and prayed to whatever higher power that was out there to forgive their trespasses, granting them safe passage into the afterlife. There wasn’t much she believed in anymore, but she needed to believe that at least the innocent made their way to something better.

With those men out of the way, Rosalie could finally accomplish what she had to do. It’s showtime, she told herself. No turning back now.

The door wasn’t locked, only put together to give Royce the semblance of security. Not that it would have mattered. Supernatural strength and speed allowed it not to matter. Without even knowing it, Royce had written his death sentence the second he had left her for dead.

“No. No. No. No,” she heard him mutter. “It’s not my fault. It’s not. I didn’t do it.”

Delirium. Truly perfect.

“Honey,” she smiled as she burst through the door, making the entire building tremble under her strength. “I’m home.”

“No, God, please,” Royce cried as he cowered in a corner, his eyes growing as big as saucers at the vision before him. Locked inside that room, he had felt he had started to go crazy. Hidden in the shadows lived the person that had haunted his friends and was haunting him now. He knew whoever it had been was bidding his time, waiting for the right moment to strike. What he had not expected was to see her. “How are you here? How are you showing her to me?”

“I am not a mirage, dear Royce,” Rosalie said, smoothing down her gown. It dragged behind her as she walked, the sound of the fabric swishing on the ground mixing beautifully with the sound of his racing heart. “I am actually here. Standing before you as I would have months ago.”

“But you died… I mean, you had to have died.”

“Oh, I did,” Rosalie sighed. She crossed the room elegantly, taking in how it had been transformed. An elegant bed was pressed against one of the walls, the sheets perfectly done as though no one had ever dared sleep on them. Truly, the entire place had been decorated to portray a luxury suite, like the ones in the many hotels the King family frequented. Beautiful and expensive. Much like the armchair she sat on to face the man directly. “You see, I stand before you today completely dead. Well… technically undead. I’m living, but I’m not alive, Royce. I’m what you might call a vampire now.”

“That’s not… no. That’s not possible!” Royce exclaimed, trembling. The bottle he held in his hands spilled with every shake of his limbs, soaking his shirt. “You’re a ghost. The same one that’s been haunting me for months.”

“I know you wish that were true, Royce. Because maybe then I wouldn’t be able to hurt you.”

“Hurt me?” he said as he cowered deeper into the corner of the room. “Why would you hurt me?”

“Oh, Royce. I knew you weren’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but I didn’t think you’d be this cretinous,” she scoffed. “Do you really think I’m here just to say goodbye? Darling, I’m here to do so much worse. I’ve already started, actually.”

“W-what do you mean?”

“Well, I’m sure you can feel the way your heart is racing, how your skin has gotten clammy, and how your brain is all delirious. That was a little gift from me,” she grinned devilishly, examining the perfection of her cuticles. “I know how you can’t resist a glass of whiskey no matter the time of day, and I knew you had a few scheduled shipments of bottles. So, with the help of a beautiful blue flower and absentminded delivery boys, I was able to slip some deadly nightshade into those bottles. Hence, the reaction from your body and your delusions.”

“You poisoned me? How could you, Rosalie? I don’t deserve this.”

“Oh no, you don’t get to speak my name,” Rosalie spat. In a matter of a second, she had killed any distance between them “My name is the only thing you will never have possession of. Not anymore. And to think you have the audacity to question what you deserve.”

“But I don’t, R… I don’t deserve this,” he cried as the girl balled his shirt in her hands. “I made one mistake.”

“What you and your friends did was no mistake, Royce. It was a deliberate and brutal robbery of my innocence, of my life. It was a testament to your true character and the monster that lay beneath sheep’s clothing,” she seethed. “The worst part of it all is that I would have lived with your sins had you simply given me the life I had dreamed of. I would have let you drink until your belly was full of nothing but liquor and beer. I would have let you cheat as long as you came home to me. I would have let you take everything as long as I had my children to care for. And what a waste of a life that would have been.”

Fat tears fell from the man’s eyes, connecting with the slobber of boogers that escaped his nose, and it disgusted Rosalie to be so close to him. But it was the dangerously fast pace of his heart that thrilled her. It was the perspiration on his skin that edged her on. It was the unnatural dilation of his pupils that made her want to dance in victory.

She knew he was in pain. She knew that his body wanted nothing more than to reject the poison of the deadly nightshade, but it would never be able to. Not while she was there, witnessing the demise of the worst kind of monster.

Royce pleaded under his breath, trying to appeal to the human side of Rosalie without understanding that the part he was begging to had died that night. The humanity left inside her dwindled as she stared at the pitiful man. She couldn’t imagine a world where she had ended up with him. At least, for that, she was grateful.

“You‘ll never find love,” Royce suddenly spat, a sudden rage boiling inside him, giving him enough energy to yell at her. “Not as the abomination that you are.”

“And what is that, Royce?” She said through gritted teeth. “Because the person I thought I loved was you.”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” he barked. “Don’t think I don’t know about your inclinations. I saw you with my own eyes.”

“Whatever you think you might have seen will go with you in death. At least you’ll have that memory then to keep you company.”

“The title of murderer is less vile than the other name. You’re lucky I took pity on you and showed you what you were missing out on.”

“Pity? You took pity on me?” Rosalie took hold of his shirt, lifting him from the ground as though he weighed no more than a dress. “You destroyed me. You defiled me. You took my life. Whatever it is that you think you may know about me did not give you the right to do any of that.”

“I saved you first from a lifetime of embarrassment,” Royce choked, his voice trembling as fear overtook him. “Your lifestyle would have gotten you killed regardless.”

“The only lifestyle that killed me was the one where I chose you,” she spat. “You did this to me, Royce. And now you have to pay.”

She let him drop to the ground to cower into the corner. One second, the man was back to crying and begging. The next, he was clutching at his chest and groaning in pain. “Please stop this,” he groaned. His heart had started running at a desperate pace, trying its best to pump blood to his body. But his arteries were contracting as the seconds passed, and his body would start shutting down soon after. “I know you can. Just please, I promise I’ll be better. Just give me a chance.”

“You had a chance, Royce. This life. This was your chance, and you wasted it. You decided to use your one chance to be a despicable man —driven by your greediness and your ego. You could have led a long and beautiful life, but you weren’t satisfied. You wanted more and more until there was nothing left to take. Now, you won’t take anything from anyone else.”

“Please,” he sobbed, but his words came out slurred as the poison kept rushing through his bloodstream. A rash had started peeking through his clothes, burning it way through his skin. He couldn’t choose between scratching at the patches or clutching at his chest, his entire body quickly starting to betray him. “I don’t wanna die.”

“Funny,” she laughed. “I didn’t either.”

Royce didn’t take long to deteriorate. His body was already weak from a diet of fear and whiskey—and the lethal amount of nightshade that she had injected in the bottles. He had gravitated onto his bed, barely hanging on to the little life that was left in him. His lungs wheezed and his skin reddened, his limbs spasmed and his lips trembled, and his eyes never left hers.

And she stared back.

“Soon enough, you will stop breathing,” she sighed. “I’m sure you can barely feel your arms and your legs. Just like I know you’re trying your hardest to take in a single breath. Isn’t it terrifying? To lay there and feel your life slipping through your fingers, all because someone else decided that you weren’t worthy of your own life.”

“P… ple… please,” he managed to croak out. Tears stained his face, mixing with the sweat on his skin. “H-h-help… m-me.”

“It’s too late, Royce,” she smiled deviously. “Don’t you get it by now? You are dying today. You will lay there and suffer and beg. And then, you will die. Not because it’s justice for what you did to me. But because no one else in this Earth will ever have to meet a monster like you. And I will stay and watch until you take your last breath.”

And so, he begged. Royce begged until the lack of oxygen forced his eyes shut.

And Rosalie watched. She watched until he took his last, wheezing breath.

Once she could not hear his heart beating anymore, she spared him one last close-up glance. She stood over him and looked over his corpse, wondering who it would be that would find his body. What would they think happened? The easiest explanation would be a heart attack, but the bodies in front of the vault would paint a different story. It wasn’t because she was worried she’d be caught –there was no way she ever would be– but rather because she wondered what plot would be spun to glorify Royce’s life and condemn his killer. And she was absolutely certain they would never believe a woman had been the one to kill him, let alone the other six men.

“Rot in hell, Royce,” Rosalie whispered against his ear. “Say hi to your friends for me.”

The girl thought she had merely spent an hour or two inside the bank, but as she slipped back into the alley, she noticed that the morning had come and gone, and the moon had started to peek its way out on the horizon. She quickly changed out of the wedding dress, ripping it from her skin as if it was suffocating her. Her lungs ached for a breath they didn’t need as something deep inside her snapped. It seemed that Esme had been right. Killing Royce didn’t make her feel better, but it had satiated her conscience. He could not hurt anyone else.

Rosalie placed a hat on her head to conceal her face as she walked through the barely crowded streets of her home. Whispers on the street spoke of the demented killer that had taken the lives of four young men. Even if it had been a while since he had killed, everyone knew he was still out there. She had expected that much. The fear of the unknown was enough to rattle an entire town, and after Royce, it would be the only topic on everyone’s tongues for a long time.

What she had not expected was to come face to face with a picture of herself.

Taped to a lamp post was her last photograph taken with the words MISSING in bold on top of it. Under, a brief description of who she had been was printed, her family calling for any information regarding the whereabouts of their daughter. But that didn’t strike her as odd. She knew her family would be worried—had been worried for months.

No. It was the small message posted under her family’s plea that made her stop in her tracks, a sudden wave of sadness numbing her limbs. She ran her pale fingers over the withered paper as though she could hear the voice if she touched the words.

Please help bring our Rosie home, the message read. There are people here who love her more than sunflowers love the sun.

There was no need for a signature for Rosalie to know exactly who’d had that message printed. She ripped the message from the page, folding it into the bag she had buried the wedding dress in, careful not to wrinkle the paper.

Her heart wrenched inside her chest as she remembered the last time she had seen this person. The last time she ever would.

Only a week before her wedding, Vera had told her how much she wished Rosalie a long and happy life. As the blonde carried Henry in her arms, her friend placed a soft hand into hers, squeezing comfortingly as she smiled.

“You deserve happiness, Rosie,” she had said that afternoon. “I just wish…”

“There’s no point in wishing,” Rosalie sighed, her eyes transfixed by the baby in her arms. She had been afraid to look Vera in the eyes —the beautiful gemstone eyes she had adored. “You have your family. And I’m on track to have mine. It is all we ever dreamed of.”

“But it was supposed to look like this,” Vera had sighed. “Not quite like how it really is.”

“We knew from the start that it would end this way, V. This is just the world we live in. At least this way, we can still be in each other’s lives.”

“Even with all your high-class parties and important people to attend?” she had joked. “You really think you’ll have time for me.”

“Always,” Rosalie had smiled. “Forever.”

“Really? You mean that?”

“Does a sunflower love the sun?”

Now, she had all the time in the world. So much time it could never run out. But there was not a second more she would be able to spend with Vera or with Henry. She’d never again brush away the little boy’s dark curls as they fell in front of his eyes. She’d never again hear Vera calling her name as she laughed. She’d never have everything she wanted —anyone she wanted.

After what felt like a lifetime of staring at her own face, Rosalie straightened out her dress and made her way back to the Cullen residence as though nothing had happened. She cleared her mind of all thoughts about her best friend and walked inside, ready to shut herself in her room until it was time to feed.

“You really did it, huh?” Edward taunted. “You really went through with it.”

“Please spare me the mocking tonight, Edward,” she said as she rolled her eyes. “My patience is wearing quite thin, and there’s no telling if I might snap. I have heard that us newborns have a tendency to be twitchy and rather strong.”

“You’re such a…”

“That’s quite enough, Edward,” Esme interjected before he could go any further. “Leave your judgment inside your head.”

Edward muttered a complaint as he disappeared into the backyard, acting as a teenager reprimanded by their mother. Which, in a sense, he was.

“Thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank me, Rosalie,” the woman smiled. “I hope that whatever happened today and all those months before brought you some type of solace. I know it will never be enough, but I hope it’s a start.”

“I hope so, too.”

But she knew her heart would need much more mending than only a few deaths.

That night, she had pulled out the message from her bag alongside a picture she had managed to take with her of Vera and her in their class banquet. They had worn beautiful gowns and were smiling from ear to ear as they danced together. It was a memory she would carry for the rest of her life. But, then, she had laid in the bed she did not need, pressing the picture and the message close to her chest, and closed her eyes to pretend she could dream she was back there.

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simpfordemetri · 2 years

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Can you do rose and a female mate’s first time / taking virginity? 🥺

I want you to say it (Rosalie Cullen X reader)

Warnings: Smut

You were cuddle up with Rosalie,your mate,you two have been watching Friends for the past two hours,you started to notice how Rosalie was getting bored of it,but u didn't say anything.

Feeling soft kisses on your neck you turned your head to look at her,a shy smile on your face,"What are you doing"you asked,starting to feel nervous under her look,"Can't I kiss you?"She asked,a smug smile on her face,while her eyes show passion.

You two continue watching the show,couldn't help but you started to feel excited after that kisses,being sure she left s hickey somewhere in your neck.

Your hand made her way to her thigh,not being sure what are you doing,but couldn't control it.You squeeze her thigh as she place her hand on top of yours,making you look at her,"Don't start something you are not sure about babe"smiling at her you turn to sit on her lap,making eye contact with her.

You knew she can smell your excitement,and for some reason that only made you feel more flustered.Leaving small pecks on her lips,feeling how her hand grabbed your hips and then made their way to your ass,grabbing it hard.

Again,her kisses travel down your neck,biting softly.You take her shirt off,looking at her boobs,feeling your panties getting wet."Why don't you take off my bra?Then you could have better views"She said teasing you.

However,you take her bra off,cupping her boobs in your hand, squeezing them softly.

Without hesitation,she grabbed your hips,making you move against her thigh,riding her,finding a rythm you started to moan,moving even faster,feeling a pressure in your lower stomach,and you knew you were close.

Once you finish,she put you off of her lap and lays you on the coach,her standing on her knees in front of you, without noticing it your jeans and panties were on the floor,as she open your legs,looking at you,she wanted you to beg.

"Please"you begged,the tension on your center getting bigger,"Please what?"Rosalie asked innocently,acting like she didn't know what to do,"Please eat me out already god"You almost shouted.

Touching your clit slowly,her tongue enter your folds slowly,looking up to see your reaction,as she moved faster,sucking your clit and feeling your legs shaking.

Inserting a finger moved it in and out,while her tongue played with your clit,you felt your orgasm arriving again,finishing on her finger and mouth,as you looked at her sucking her finger,tasting you.

You were exhausted,she lifted you up taking you to her room,handing you a big t-shirt so can rest comfortably.Making you lay in her bed,cuddling you and kissing your cheeks,letting you sleep on her chest.

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sivyera · 7 months

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TWILIGHT characters as love tropes

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

a/n: with songs to each character

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⤷ Carlisle Cullen - rich love

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lolita - Lana Del Rey

⤷ Esme Cullen - falling in love fast

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sofia - Clairo

⤷ Emmett Cullen - he fell first and harder

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

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

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

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

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

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

She's Kinda Hot - 5 Seconds of Summer

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Prey - The Neighbourhood

⤷ Edward Cullen - first and only love

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

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

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

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

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

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

Follow You - Imagine Dragons

⤷ Jasper Cullen/Hale - unconditional love

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

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

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

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

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

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

R U Mine? - Artic Monkeys

⤷ Alice Cullen - any universe

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

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

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

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

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

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

i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red

⤷ Jacob Black - whatever it takes

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

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

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

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

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

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

Galway Girl - Ed Sheeran

⤷ Seth Clearwater - love at first sight

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dandelions - Ruth B.

⤷ Leah Clearwater - enemies to lovers

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

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

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

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

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

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

Running With The Wolves - AURORA

⤷ Paul Lahote - rough love

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Little Freak - Harry Styles

⤷ Charlie Swan - old love

Charlie is old school but still a huge gentleman.

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

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

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

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

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

Burning Love - Elvis Presley

⤷ Bella Swan - teenage love

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

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

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

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

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

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

Electric Love - BØRNS

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mochikofi · 9 months

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Jasper Hale being your boyfriend

Boy let me tell you... This dude is a SIMP. He always wait for you after class and he always carry your things. He's basically your personal bodyguard and boyfriend.

He's not a fan of PDA that much but when you're both alone he will straight up hug you, but not too tight... He's afraid that he will hurt you.

He rarely gets jealous because he knows that your his soulmate but sometimes when boys gets touchy with you he will go to you and straight up say: "Darling, are they bothering you?" While glaring at them.

He knows that he will need to turn you into a vampire soon but he can't help but feel sad because he likes your eyes. But he doesn't have a choice so he's just enjoying the memories with you as a human.

Sometimes he sneaks in your room just because he misses you or when he's bored. He enjoys seeing your surprised face.

He decided that it's time for you to meet his family but he's kinda nervous lmao but in the end it worked out.

Esme LOVES you even when she just met you. She loves seeing your smile so she always finds a way to see you smile.

Carlisle just smiles at you and welcomes you in the family cuz he knows you're gonna get turned soon and He's glad that jasper finally have someone to love.

Alice, being the sweet girl she is hugs you and say "it's nice to finally meet you" and she keeps talking about fashions and how she loves your outfits.

Rosalie hated you at first but then warmed up to you and always hangs out with you. She always makes you sit in their table when it's lunch time. You're her favorite human and soon to be vampire.

Emmett was super excited to meet you, he wants to create chaos with you lmaooo. He always gives you stupid ideas to do with him, which leads to jasper saying: "No, not happening on my watch."

Edward and bella.. ehh their nice and welcomes you but their always lovely dovely with each other so you rarely interact with them, but you think their nice and they think you're nice too.

You always go to their house to hang out with them cuz who wouldn't want to be with them? Playing chess with edward, creating chaos with emmett, having fashion show with alice, cooking with esme, learning history with carlisle, having girl talks with rosalie, and cuddling with jasper.

You know who and what they are and you know you're gonna get turned into a vampire soon so you cherish all of your last moments with your human life.

And as soon as you turned into a vampire, jasper won't stay away from your side. He always admire you, staring at you like you're the only woman in his eyes.

When you're awake he calls Carlisle to help you control your thirst, and their actually shocked that you learned how to control it in a short time, but their proud of you especially emmett cuz.. chaos yk.

And having you as a vampire means he doesn't need to hold back. Kind of. But he can finally do things with you without holding himself back.

He always hunts with you to see how strong and fast you are. And he's not surprised you're stronger and faster now, it only made him fall inlove with you more.

Even if you're a vampire now, he still protects you and stay by your side. And again, he still carries your bag. But you won't complain, princess treatment is the best.

Edward is kind of annoyed cuz his mind is filled with you. Like literally every minute he thinks about you.

And when you both finally graduate, he plans on marrying you in like 3-4 months because yes he's been wanting to marry you.

And when you're both finally getting married he have the biggest smile on his handsome face. Makes you fall inlove with him more.

He literally can't wait so he straight up kissed you when it's just announcing lmaoooo.

But he's glad to finally have you in his life. He will protect you always and he will forever love you. Well, let's just say this is a "he fell first but she fell harder but he fell hardest." If hardest is even a word- but then again, it's cute.

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qdbs-writes · 8 months

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How do you think the Cullens would act around a disinterested crush? Maybe they're fated but reader isn't having it lol

(I love your twilight writing btw thank God someone is still doing it 🤤🤤)

ah it has been many moons since I've gotten a twilight request yay!

Cullen Clan Reacting To Their Crush Being Disinterested In Them

Carlisle Cullen

Being alive for just over 400 years tends to give one a good perspective on life and the bigger picture, and Carlisle sure has a pretty good idea of how all things pan out. So you're not interested in him? That's fine, Carlisle can wait for as long as you need to change your mind.

In the meantime, Carlisle will continue to maintain your friendship and continue to show just how hard he's worked to become the kind caring father figure he is. He knows you'll fall for him, eventually.

Esme Cullen

Obviously, she's not going to stop caring about you just because you don't return her feelings. But she might switch up how she shows her affection.

Rather than flirty winks and suspiciously candle-lit wine tastings, she'll back up to more traditionally motherly affections. Making sure you're eating right, baking cookies, etc. And of course, giving you homemade soup when you're sick is still one of her favourite things to do, no need to stop now.

Edward Cullen

Of course, you're not interested, how could anyone love a monster like him? Who did he think he was, thinking he was worthy of your love? Or so his inner monologue goes.

But it's really not that dramatic, it almost never is, Edward just sprung his crush on you suddenly and it caught you off guard. It was largely the excessively long preamble about how he was an irredeemable murderer that put you off first, but of course, he won't realise that until considerably later.

Rosalie Hale

She's a little relieved actually. All her mortal and immortal life, Rosalie has been aggressively pursued by people she wasn't particularly interested in, so the fact that she can crush on someone who isn't really that interested is a wonderful change of pace.

For the first time ever, Rosalie has butterflies in her stomach, she fumbles with her words when she speaks to you, and she feels like a silly, mortal teenage girl again, begging her mother to let her go to the dance just so she can sneak away to catch a glimpse of someone just like you.

Emmett Cullen

You and Emmett had been good friends for a while so when he casually drops a blissful "We should get married" into the conversation, you initially choke on your drink in laughter.

Emmett's a little heartbroken that you'd laugh at something like that, considering that he was being 100% serious. But since you've known him, the both of you have been constantly cracking up jokes, trying to get on each other's nerves, so no wonder you thought this was another one of his pranks. He decides to take this reaction as a blessing, you have no idea he's actually into you, now he knows he has to work out a different way to confess his feelings for you.

Alice Cullen

She's a little confused obviously, having multiple visions of the two of you in a romantic relationship kind of gave her the impression that it might've been going to come true, but your disinterest says something else altogether.

But the worst part is that those damn visions of you and her together keep coming back, taunting her, luring her in deeper to despair with the thoughts of what might be. It's all getting so intense, so she decides to skip town for a bit, see if that changes anything, or at least helps her clear her head.

Jasper Hale

Oh well, so you're not interested in a romantic relationship, so what? Doesn't mean you can't still be friends. Doesn't mean he can't be the charming Southern gentleman he is. Doesn't mean he can't still pull out chairs or open doors for you. Or send anonymous bouquets to your house. Or leave your favourite snacks in your locker when you're having a rough day. Of course not.

It doesn't mean he can't worry about other people who might want to date you. Doesn't mean he can't scare off people who'd be bad for you. I mean, what else are friends for?

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shelbgrey · 11 months

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Comedy short: fire safety with the Cullens

Paring: Cullen!Reader X Cullen!Family

Summary: just the Cullen children not talking anything serious.

A/n: based off a tic tok sound I found. I Don't know the original creator.

🩵Master list 🩵Emmett cullen story 🩵Eleazar Story

“Esme and I gathered you all here today to go over what we do if there's a fire in the house” carlisle stated.

“I'm running away as fast as I can, and if your in my way I'm gonna push you” Emmett joked.

“how about we go to the nearest window and jump?” y/n asked.

“no” carlisle said plainly. “we will all calm down and line up quietly” carlisle said like it was so obvious.

“you want us to stay happy and joyful while we burn?” Rose asked getting annoyed.

Y/n and Alice snickered as carlisle slowly started to get annoyed with his 'children'.

“'line up quietly'” Jasper said in his best carlisle impression. “is the fire sleeping?” he asked.

Ignoring Jasper, Carlisle continued to talk. “if everyone starts screaming I can't take a head count on who's missing”

“do a head count while everyone is burning?” Emmett aksed.

Esme rolled her eyes. “What if everyone started running and someone behind you trips and falls?” she hopped for a real awnser, she didn't get one.

“that's there fault, they should have run faster” Jasper said.

Carlisle sighed, getting annoyed. “you know what? We're just gonna hide under furniture”

“what's the fire doing? Playing hide and seek?” y/n asked. Edward chuckled.

“and we will be Leaving everything in the house” carlisle added, getting more iratated.

“no exceptions” Esme added.

“okay 'dad'” Edward started. “do you want pay for my CDs, books, and my piano?”

Trying not to laugh, y/n spoke up. “Dad do you want to pay for my funko pop collection and all my Elvis records? Beacuse I'll bring the whole shelf with me if I have too”

“I'm not leaving my jewelry behind, you know who much all that stuff cost?” Rosalie added.

“my god” Esme sighed.

“we will calm down beacuse I won't open the door until we're in a nice and tity line” Carlisle said.

“what if one of us is burning?” Edward asked.

“he's gonna tell us 'cAlM dOwN honEY`” Emmett joked.

“no he's gonna tell us to stop, drop, and roll” Edward snickered. Esme looks at carlisle trying not to giggle.

“how about we tie you to a chair and let you burn” Rosalie said getting annoyed.

“Rosalie Hale!” Esme said sternly, everyone eles started laughing while carlisle sighed in dispontment.

“do you think Eleazar and Carmen dose this with Gerett and the girls?” y/n aksed.

“no beacuse they're normal” Rosalie said making us all laugh.

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volturissideslut · 5 months

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Headcanons for Edward with a flirty s/o?

𝕰𝖉𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝕮𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓

This was really fun to write. Reader is a vampire that's been with him for decades. Edward isn't moody and broody, he's in a happy relationship.

One thing that always managed to bring a smile to Edwards cold undead face was you. His mate. Decades into your relationship you somehow make the centuries old man still feel like a giddy teenager in his first relationship.

Even now, as he pulls into the garage at the Cullen house, you act as if its the first time you've ever seen him

"Hey hottie," your grin is teasing and although you're only just started, he's fighting back a laugh. "your should take me on a date sometime" you wink and spread your palm over his shoulder,biting your lip.

"maybe I should" he tries to sound cocky, like he usually is, but fails miserably. Grabbing your chin, he pulls you in for a big smooch and feels all warm and gooey inside.

You hand him a card. One with your number on it, he recognises, given that it's the one he uses most often, the one saved on his speed dial. He looks at you, only to be met with the sight on you walking away with a sway to your hips. Turning to the side, you gesture a phone with your hand and whisper a "call me"

It genuinely takes him a moment to compose himself, head down to hide the sunshine smile he's got right now.

Giggling like a school girl, he dials your number even though he knows youre upstairs in your shared room.

"hey hottie" he says this time when you pick up, listening to your laugh on the other side of the line and upstairs using his vampire hearing. "so when should I take you on this date, huh?"

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xetswan · 4 months

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IMAGINES- Jasper x reader

My Star

(This was requested months ago and I’m so sorry I’m just now putting this out 😭)

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In which Jasper lost his “Star” before turning into a vampire and years later spots her with his new vegetarian family.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Carlisle asked Jasper whose eyes were widened already trying to control his thirst around all the humans.

He nodded his head.

Edward and Emmett stood on either side of him.

“If it gets too much let one of us know.” Alice stood in front of Jasper with a sweet smile on her face.

The family thought Alice and Jasper would end up together due to how much he trusted her but Alice knew she wasn’t the one for him.

He mourned for his lover before them.

Before turning.

She knew that was the only woman for him.

And he was glad she understand, not having to speak on it. The pain was too much for him to bare so he kept silent about it.

“Yes, ma’am.” He smiles down at the girl, his hands laid behind him, clasped together.

“Alright, you got this.” She nods at him, getting out of their way and the three men enter together. The rest of the family behind them.

As they entered the loud building the energy switched.

Jasper focused on the music that played, watching the girls that kicked their feet and played with the bottoms of their dresses as they danced.

The men that encourage them, cheering them on.

He scanned the room, observing.

“I want to dance.” Rosalie stated behind them.

“Let’s dance then baby!” Emmett boomed.

Edward furrowed his brows trying to remind them of why they were here.

Alice placed a hand on his shoulder. “Let them have fun.” She nods her head to assure him.

Edward makes eye contact with Carlisle who also allows it, taking Esme’s hand and taking her to dance.

He scoffs, staying sternly next to Jasper.

Jasper still scanned the room, not paying attention to his new family. Alice joined Jasper’s other side and took his hand.

“Want to try to dance too?” She had a lot of hope and confidence in him.

Something he could say the same for.

The blood burning his nose as he tried his hardest to hold it in.

“I don’t know, honestly.” He answers her, his nose flaring but he tries to hold it in.

“You got this, trust me.” She pulls him onto the dance floor as well.

Alice begins to twist her hips, following the rhythm of the music.

“C’mon!” She encourages, now kicking her feet and moving his arms for him.

“I don’t know how to dance.” He begins to smile.

“Just follow my lead.” She gets more into and he finally follows suit, the burning in his nose still there but she distracts him from it.

Edward still stood there, solemnly.

Watching Jasper’s every move, making sure he doesn’t get caught up and switch like a light.

As Jasper dances, he glances around again.

A shine of a light flashes on a man and he stares at the guy for a little bit before moving alone onto the next thing.

This time his eyes spot a lady.

A lady who looks oddly familiar.

Her hair bouncing as she dances and laughs.

Time freezes for him. Alice notices his change in posture. His moves slow down.

“Jasper?” She turns to see what he’s looking at. Edward comes up to them, pulling them off the dance floor.

“What happened?” Edward aggressively questions.

“I- I don’t know.” Alice stammers, Jasper’s eyes don’t leave the girl he saw.

“Jasper, what’s going on?” Edward grabs onto the mans shoulders.

“I see her.” Is all that leaves his lips.

“See who?” Alice asks, gently pushing Edward out of the way.

“My star.” He whispers, shoving past Alice and Edward, the girl left the dance floor and to the bar.

He stays feet away but watch her every movement just like Edward was doing to him.

But for him, he was trying to see if it’s true.

If it’s his star. As she got her drink, Edward grabs onto him once again.

“Jasper, you can’t do that.” Glaring at the man who doesn’t seem to be there. Not paying attention to his “brother.”

She’s on the move once again, a man beside her this time. She’s flirting with him and Jasper feels a pang in his chest.

She laugh and he hears it for a split second. That’s how he knew, it’s her.

It’s his star.

She grabs onto the man’s shirt that she’s flirting with and guides him outside into the back of the building. Jasper realizes he needs to get Edward off of his back.

He looks around trying to find something to do so. Alice watches Jasper’s movements and then she gets a vision.

Holding onto the wall once it’s over.

She grins and goes over to Edward.

“Eddie!” She laughs vibrantly, grabbing onto the boy and spinning him around. “Please dance with me!” She then spins herself with his hand. “Alice, now’s not the time.”

“When ever is there a time, Edward.” She pouts, then glances at Jasper and widens her eyes, telling him to go as she distracts the boy.

He mouths a “thank you” before rushing off. Following who he believes is his lover.

He exits the building, now being quiet.

He looks around for her. Not spotting her as the wind blows in the air. The moon shining down on him and the body of water ahead.

He takes a few steps out, he hears some noises of a man whimpering, gargling his own blood.

The blood smell fills Jasper’s nostrils.

He feels enticed by it, his body moving slowly towards the dying body feet away from him. It’s the man that she came out with.

It’s the same man from before.

And before he can get any closer his body flies to the ground with a thud. Someone pinning him down. “Who are you?” A voice questions, shoving him further into the ground.

The lady not getting a look at him.

He grunts, trying to fight her off. Slowly he stops fighting, trying to get a good look at her face.

“My star.” He huffs out, his hands laid next to him and her strength weakens on him. Pulling her hands back.

“Jasper?” Her voice breaks, this time he flips them over and pins her down. Not harshly.

She laughs loudly.

“My Jasper!” She squeals, not able to do anything but she kicks her feet to the ground as he stares down at her with a grin.

“[Name], I thought you were dead.” He tells her, observing every feature upon her face.

“I thought you were dead.” She lifts her head up to tell him. He lets her arms go but still straddles her waist, slightly hovering above her though.

“You’re one of them too?” He notices the blood that drips from her mouth.

“I was turned after you left, they invaded our home.” She informs him, leaning up on her elbows. He closes his eyes, shaking his head.

“I should’ve been with you.” He mentally beats himself up.

“Hey! Who’s back here?!” A voice shouts and the two scramble up. Jasper grabs her hand, yanking her away from the scene. They hide behind a vehicle as a sheriff flashes a light around the area they were just at.

He finds the body and gasps. [Name] giggles to herself, watching from the window of the car.

She looks down at Jasper with a smile, gripping his hand and she guides him to the lake in a fast movement.

“You eat humans?” He suddenly asks her. She furrows her brows. “What else would I eat, darling?” She bends down, cleaning the blood off of her face. Luckily none of it got onto her dress.

“Animals.” He responds in a quiet tone.

“Your family’s one of the vegetarians?” She sat on her knees but turned her body to his direction.

“Your’s isn’t?” He tilts his head.

“I don’t have one. I’ve been alone since they killed everyone in our village.” She hums, playing with the water.

“Everyone?” He repeats.

She then realizes how insensitive she sounds, that was his family too. “The Volturi, since everyone grew in havoc they deemed us dead. No hope for any of us to be civil enough to live out in the world.” She thinks back to her memories of when it all happened, the fire.

“I escaped without anyone realizing. I’ve been on the run for a while.” She stands up.

“Before the village was turned they told me you died. I had no reason of living. But then I was turned and I couldn’t even kill myself. It was tragic.” She places a hand on his cheek, rubbing it gently.

“Did you ever return home?” She goes to take her hand back but he grabs it, keeping it on his face. Cradling her hand.

“No, she told me you were dead and I couldn’t bare to see your name on a grave.” He spoke softly.

“She?” She furrows her brows.

“Maria. She turned me. Made me her personal soldier after she told me you were dead.” He closes his eyes trying to fight back the memory of him falling to his knees when he found out his star was dead.

“I’ll kill her.” Venom laces in [Name]’s voice but Jasper chuckles.

“She’s dead, my Star.” He shakes his head.

“Good, she’ll never experience my torture.” She half-jokes. Knowing there’s some truth to it.

“Never leave my side again.” He kisses her hand, pulling her into his arms.

“Never again.” She agrees, laying her head on his chest. It was cut off by yelling.

“Jasper!” His siblings were looking for him, he grabbed [Name], holding her close to him as the family found the man.

“Who is this?” Rosalie was the first to question. Esme held Carlisle’s hand. Alice clapped her hands.

“It’s her!” She grinned. Jasper gave the shorter girl an earnest smile.

“Her?” Rosalie gave a dirty look, still confused. “It’s [Name], his passed lover.” Carlisle announces.

Edward then lets it all hit him.

That’s why he was acting weird in the building. Relief also hits him when he doesn’t see blood all over him. Just a little on the girl next to him.

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thatgrumpybxtch · 10 months

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Heyyy

Can we get some new twilight Cullen headcannons? Maybe something comfort related? No specific topic, try to have fun with it!

Thank you love ❤

Ofc!! Yw <3

Carlisle is their anytime he has a slight suspicion that you may be hurt or sick in any way

Always looking at cuts/scrapes looking for any sign of infection

Esme kinda teams up with him if you're sick

Making soup, giving you Tylenol, cooling your head down with a washcloth

They are there for literally anything you may need, willing to do whatever to keep you safe and happy :)

Alice is always "lending" you clothes, shoes, and handbags

By that I mean she buys them and ofc its all name brand or designer clothing

Always keeps an eye on your future, just to be sure that you're safe and so she is always one step ahead

Checks in with Jasper for your mood

Jasper is always trying to be discreet when changing your mood lol

Shares stories of the civil war and other bits of history he witnessed

Rosalie is good with anything to do with hair or makeup

While she may not admit it out loud she loves to do your hair

Same things goes with your makeup

She also doesn't mind to just listen to you talk about life, it reminds her of what she missed out on and she's glad that you get to have experiences she didn't, although she is jealous the entire time she listens but don't take it personally

Emmett is a sports guy, so if you're into sport he'll love to rant and rave about them with you

and even if you don't know anything about sports you will eventually learn a thing or two against your will

Edward definitely teaches you to play piano and makes his own little songs for you all the time

Any song or artist you like he'll learn to play the instrumental version of your favorite songs

He also buys you a record player and records all the time, he just thinks music sounds better through a record

always reading your mind to the point where it annoys you so much

literally finishing your sentences to mess with you lol

#twilight saga x reader #twilight x reader #twilight hcs #twilight imagine #twilight headcanon #edward cullen #esme cullen x reader #carlisle cullen x reader #rosalie cullen x reader #alice cullen x reader #rosalie hale x reader #jasper hale x reader #edward cullen x reader #the cullens x reader #emmett cullen x reader

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aquanova99 · 1 year

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headcanons for the cullen clan reacting to their mate not saying 'I love you' back? like as a prank-

have a nice day :>

Carlisle

He thinks you didn’t hear him

Gets closer to you to say it again

Kinda hard not to say it back when he’s being so earnest about it

He never catches onto your joke, he just thinks you zone out alot

Esme

She just stares at you because she knows you heard her

She won’t say anything till you say it back

She does not like that joke and will absolutely scold you for it

Would not recommend trying again

Rosalie

Also doesn’t like this joke either

But she takes it a step further

“Oh so you don’t want to say you love me anymore that’s fine.”

You: “no wait it was a jok—“

Her: “nope it’s fine.”

Silent treatment for a week, she will break up with you if you think playing with her emotions is funny

Emmett

Annoys you until you say it back

Just constant “babe did you hear me? Babe. Baaabbeeeeee. Love meeee.”

Jasper

His feelings are probably a little hurt because homeboy has issues, like he worries for a split second before he realizes you are just messing with him because of his gift

So he probably puppy dog eyes until you say it back tenfold

But while he didn’t like he’s still petty so you’ll say you were just kidding and you love him and he’ll just…

Either not say anything or say ‘that’s what I thought’

Alice

The second you get this plan in your head she sees it

She won’t say I love you first until you decide to stop being dumb

Edward

If he can read your mind chances are he knows what you’re thinking

If you block him by just a thinking of random songs or anything that he can’t pinpoint that it’s a joke he will think you’re crazy and need to be seen by someone “Carlisle???”

If he can’t read you’re mind he’s going to be conflicted

Maybe they don’t love me anymore, it’s probably for the best they’re too good for me, but I can’t let them go, but they deserve better

You can literally see him malfunctioning but your rather not get into that now so you say you weren’t thinking at the moment

Bella

She knew it

It’s because you realized you can do better right? Right???

She starts saying so much nonsense you never tell her you were joking and say you were distracted about something your family said earlier that day

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zapreportsblog · 6 months

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❝HUSBAND❞

✭ PAIRING : Edward Cullen x Reader

✭ FANDOM : Twilight

✭ SUMMARY : When Edward proposed to Bella he expected her to accept after all they were mates? Right? Wrong! Bella rejected edwards proposal breaking his undead heart in the process, not being able to withstand the aftermath Edward leaves home; only to return 2 years later but this time he’s married?!

✭ AUTHORS NOTE : I already know there is a story on here called the same story with the same cover (on quotev at least) mines had been edited to a clearer form, (again on quotev) that was my old account, (marveluserlovesmarbel again on quotev was my old and very first account) one of my first actually. If I can remember the login information from it I’d log back in and post my stories from their over here but for now enjoy the remake of said story :)

✭ QUOTEV VERSION

✭ HUSBAND MASTERLIST

✭ CHAPTER THREE : The Storm

Tension filled the air as Bella confronted the newfound presence of (Y/n) in Edward's life. She blinked in disbelief, her voice quivering as she stammered, "My love? Since when did this happen?"

Edward, sensing the impending storm, attempted to walk away with (Y/n) and even gestured for her to go inside. But (Y/n) was resolute and didn't budge. She glared at Bella, her voice dripping with ice, as she asked, "Who are you?"

Bella retorted, her tone growing defensive, "I'm Edward's girlfriend, and who are you?"

(Y/n) didn't waste a moment, showing off her ring with a fiery glare. "I'm his wife."

Bella's eyes widened in shock at the revelation. The words hung heavily in the air, and she was momentarily at a loss for words. She looked to Edward for help, but he maintained a blank expression.

Sensing Bella's vulnerability, (Y/n) couldn't contain her anger any longer. She stepped forward, poking Bella's chest with each word, her voice seething with righteous fury. "You've got some nerve showing your face around here. You made your grave; now lay in it."

Without waiting for a response, (Y/n) turned away from Bella and walked over to her husband, Edward. She looked deep into his eyes, her love and passion evident, and then, she pulled him into a long, passionate kiss. It was a declaration of their bond and a clear message to Bella that she was no longer a part of Edward's life. Bella watched them with a mixture of jealousy and regret, realizing that she had lost Edward. But she wasn’t one to give up easily. With a huff she yanks over her car door looking back at the couple, “I’ll be back later Edward,” and with a slam of the door she pulls out of the Cullen’s drive way.

Emmett the ever so innocent “viewer” in all this snorts, “Women am I right?!”

┉

Inside the house, (Y/n) had stormed in, seething with anger and frustration. She couldn't believe that Bella had shown up and disrupted the peace she and Edward had found together. She muttered to herself, unaware of the growing intensity of her emotions.

"How could that wench come here and think all would be fine and dandy?" (Y/n) ranted, her voice filled with exasperation.

Unbeknownst to her, the lights in the house began to flicker erratically. The others in the room exchanged puzzled glances, noticing the unusual phenomenon. Emmett, always one to comment on such things, blurted out, "Yo, what's up with the lights?"

Edward, realizing that it was (Y/n)'s powers reacting to her emotional turmoil, excused himself and made his way to where she was venting her frustrations. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and whispered soothing words, "Love, it's going to be okay. Please, try to calm down. Your powers are reacting to your emotions."

(Y/n) took a deep breath, her anger gradually subsiding as she focused on Edward's calming presence. The lights in the house gradually steadied, no longer flickering. She turned to him, her eyes filled with remorse for causing such a disturbance.

Edward reassured her, "It's alright, my love. We'll figure this out together. Bella is no longer a part of my life, and you are the one I choose to be with. I love you."

(Y/n) nodded, her anger giving way to a sense of relief and the warmth of Edward's love. They held each other close, finding solace in their bond, and slowly the tension in the house began to dissipate.

As Edward held (Y/n) close against his chest, her anger continued to simmer. She mumbled softly, her voice filled with frustration, "I just don't like it. How can she come back here thinking she would be welcomed with open arms? After hurting you? After unknowingly hurting your family?"

Edward kissed her forehead gently, trying to offer reassurance. "It's okay, my love. We'll work through this."

But (Y/n) couldn't contain her anger any longer. Her emotions surged, and as she shouted in frustration, a light bulb above them suddenly burst, scattering glass fragments on the floor.

Startled by the sudden noise, Alice, who had been observing the situation from the doorway, took a step back. She glanced at the shattered light bulb and then at the two of them, her eyes wide with surprise. With an uncertain smile, she said, "I'll just come back later," and quickly walked away, leaving Edward and (Y/n) alone to deal with the aftermath of this emotional exchange.

As (Y/n) pulled back from their embrace, her guilt about scaring Alice was evident in her eyes. She whispered, "Oh no, I scared Alice. I have to go apologize."

Edward gently placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her. "No, what you need to do is calm down, love. Alice will be fine. She's a vampire, remember?"

(Y/n) wasn't easily consoled. She replied, "That doesn't mean I didn't frighten her, supernatural being or not."

Edward couldn't help but chuckle, his laughter resonating in the room. "That's what I love about you, my dear."

(Y/n) playfully smacked his shoulder, her worry still evident. "This isn't a laughing matter, Edward. I used my powers unconsciously, and look, I even broke that poor, innocent light bulb."

Edward continued to chuckle, the sound of his laughter filling the room. "You're right, love, but it's just a light bulb. We can replace it. Besides, I’m sure Alice will understand.”

(Y/n) sighed, unable to resist a smile at her husband's laughter and reassurance. She realized that even in moments of turmoil, his presence had a way of calming her, and she felt grateful for the love they shared.

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andreafmn · 1 year

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Tricked by the Universe - Version 2

Word Count: 10K

Requested: by @kloy344 “Could you do a rosalie hale x pack reader where reader gets overwhelmed by newborns and is nearly killed when the newborns use their strength to wound reader and all rosalie could do was watch as it happened”

Story Description: After a circumstantial encounter, (Y/N) imprints on the person they least expect, Rosalie Cullen – a vampire. They try as hard as they can to deny their feelings, but some things are just too hard to do. But the universe sure likes to play games on certain people. For better or worse.

Pairings: Rosalie Hale x GN!Reader

A/N: Finally got around to posting the happy version of this request because we all know Rosalie deserves her happy ending. If you read the first version just skip to a bit after halfway to read the new version 💖💖 I love Rosalie so muuuuuch!!!! My content will always be free, but if you’re feeling particularly generous, you can leave a tip on any of my posts to support me and my love of writing🥺👉👈. Hope you enjoy, and all constructive criticism is encouraged.

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It was true that you didn’t choose who you imprinted on.

Sometimes the universe liked to play tricks on people, and it just so happened that this time it had chosen two creatures of very different kinds. Neither had wanted it at first, fighting the pull they had felt since the first time they locked eyes. Vampire and shapeshifters being natural born enemies, they knew it was a match destined for chaos.

(Y/N) didn’t know whether they were grateful they had patrol that day or not, but it happened.

It had been quiet that sunrise, not even the woodland creatures that normally paraded the area weren’t awake yet. Given the calm environment, (Y/N) had concluded that nothing eventful would be reported. But nearing the creek that separated the treaty line, their eyes focused on a figure that had their back turned to them. From the smell alone they could deduce that it was a bloodsucker but didn’t know if they were a traveler or one of the Cullens.

The white furred wolf growled lightly, warning the creature of their proximity to their limit. One wrong step and (Y/N) would have a good story to bring back to the pack.

“Oh, there’s no need for such hostility,” a honey laced voice spoke out. The vampire swept her blond hair over her shoulder, not yet facing the wolf. “I know well enough not to cross the creek, not that I’d ever want to.”

(Y/N) couldn’t speak in her form, only growling at the creature to back away anyways.

“Right, wolfie can’t talk. Wouldn’t it be easier if…?” Finally, she turned. Locking eyes with the giant figure of the animal.

(Y/N) had only heard of how it would feel when they imprinted but did not think it would happen to them. Their (Y/E/C) eyes locked with the golden ones of the female before them. They felt the wind being knocked out of them, the pull toward the vampire too strong to handle. The gravity for them had shifted, the only thing that matters was to be next to the blonde beauty that stood at the other side of the creek. For the first time since they had learned what a vampire was, they didn’t feel a hatred toward their kind.

“There’s no way,” the blonde whispered before speeding away. The only thing the wolf could do was shift and head back to Sam’s house.

The boisterous talk from the men inside the house made (Y/N)’s bones tremble. The mind link they shared being a complete nuisance in the moment – they knew the other members would chastise them to no avail.

“It’s no use to wait outside,” Sam’s voice had the young beta jumping. “We already know. All of us – it’s not something you can help.”

“I’m not going to see her.”

“That won’t last for very long, (Y/N).” Sam sat next to (Y/N) on the steps of the porch. “Telling you from experience, avoiding your imprintee does not work. It’ll only be worse in the long run.”

“Sam, she’s a vampire,” (Y/N) sighed, dragging their hands across their face. “How can I be with the enemy?”

“At least it’s a Cullen, you know. They’re not as bad as the other bloodsuckers,” he chuckled. “The guys will probably be on you about it – I can’t promise they’ll go easy on you. But whatever you decide, I’m on your side.”

“I don’t think I can do it, Sam. For the longest time we’ve only been taught to hate the cold ones, how they are the reason we are the way that we are. How am I supposed to forget all that and stand with them now?”

“I can’t help you there, (Y/N). I don’t have the knowledge in this topic, but we’ll take it one day at a time.”

For the coming weeks, that’s what they did. With the help of Sam, they were able to avoid the jokes and comments from the others. The alpha had always taken a liking to (Y/N). Ever since they had phased, Sam had always treated them as a sibling, protecting them from the other members that had a tendency of being too overbearing. But the fellow betas knew that at some point Sam would have to be apart from (Y/N).

(Y/N) had become irritable and short tempered during that time, snapping at anything and everything. Their fuse had become shorter than Paul’s, which could only mean that one of these days they would break catastrophically. They could control their emotions better than most of the pack members, but the imprint link had been toying with their willpower.

“Hey, (Y/N). Sam’s out on patrol today. What’re you gonna do now?” Paul taunted. “There’s no one to protect you now.”

“Really? I never noticed,” they sarcastically responded. “I can take care of myself. Unlike some people that need to be kept on a short leash.”

“At least some of us know to keep it behind enemy lines. Maybe we should start making rules for traitors.”

“I’m not a traitor, Lahote. You all know it’s not something we control,” (Y/N) spoke, teeth gritted. “Or are you just jealous I’ve found my imprintee and it seems like no one was made for you.”

“(Y/N),” Jared warned. He never joined in the teasing, and as second in command, did not allow it to get too out of hand. “There’s no need to take this to a personal level.”

“Oh, come on, Jared. It is personal!” (Y/N) croaked. “Ever since I imprinted on Rosalie everyone’s been treating me like I betrayed the pack for something I never chose. Destiny played a rude trick on me, and now I have to feel like my heart is being ripped to shreds every waking moment. Everything I do, as simple as breathing, is agony. I am battling heart and mind by being apart from my imprintee. All for you guys to mock me and open the wound further.”

“(Y/N), I…”

“Of course you didn’t know, Paul!” They yelled, the sound of their voice cracking with emotion. “None of you knows what it feels like to spend day after day away from the person that you were destined to be with. Feeling like half of your soul is tugging at you, beaconing you to get closer un order to mend itself. Instead, I endure your mocking, your jokes, your snarky remarks, and I stay with you guys. I chose to be by your side regardless of how much it hurt.”

“I know how you feel, (Y/N),” Jacob tried to relate. “If only Bella…”

“Gods, Jake. That girl doesn’t want to be with you! Every single time she’s chosen Edward,” (Y/N) retorted. “What you’re feeling is a sick puppy love that will go away any day. So, don’t for a second try to compare our situations.”

“You don’t have to be an ass, (Y/N),” Embry defended his best friend. “Hes’s trying to show support.”

“No, he’s not!” (Y/N) was growing impatient, filling the wolf try to burst through the seams. Their shoulders had already started to shake with anger, their breathing becoming heavy and staggered. “Funny enough, the only reason you guys side with Jake is cause if Bella ever decides to leave Edward for this one she’ll remain human. Meanwhile I get shit on for having imprinted on Rosalie. But if you guys want me out this bad, then fine. I’m going.”

(Y/N) needed to get out of that house. Their anger was boiling to the surfaced at this point, and phasing in the middle of the small kitchen. But the men inside never let go of a bone once they had it.

“That’s right, (Y/N). Run away like a little kid,” Paul taunted. “We all knew you weren’t cut out for this. You’ve always been one to dish it out but can never take it.”

“Shut up, Paul,” they warned.

“Sam’s not here, (Y/N). You got no one on your side,” he laughed, the others joining soon after. “What’re you gonna do about it?”

In an instance, before the group of boys a snow white wolf with bared teeth appeared. (Y/N) challenged Paul, getting closer to boy as they growled. At first, Paul felt intimidated, taking a few steps backward as the wolf stepped forward. But too many eyes were overlooking the scene and he could not allow them to believe he would ever back down from a challenge. Soon after, he transformed into the volatile dark silver wolf. Both animals squared off at each other, circling cautiously, neither striking first.

Hidden by the shadow of the trees both wolves snarled and nipped at each other, the other pack members trying to calm them down. Paul got tired of the stand off and pounded first. His teeth baring for (Y/N)’s neck. They knew the silver’s wolf every move and slid out of the way before the fangs came in contact with their neck. They lunged at his ribs quickly after, pushing Paul on his side with a loud crack. The blow did little to keep him down as he grabbed (Y/N)’s leg with his teeth and flung her on her back, the breath being knocked out of their lungs.

They were growing irate. The back and forth between them and Paul, a boring dance of give and take. (Y/N) would not continue to be mocked and laughed at by the rest of the pack – they needed to fortify their position against them. As Paul recovered from the last hit, (Y/N) went in once again a landed a blow against his ribs and before he could get up, they bit down hard on one of his legs. A loud whine came from the grey wolf as he tried to get up, and the white wolf took the chance to pounce on top of him. Their fangs in full display and a menacing growl coming from their blood-stained mouth. Paul whimpered from under (Y/N), afraid of the strength they were portraying for the same time. No one else dared to intervene in the fight – fairness wouldn’t ensue.

“That’s ENOUGH!” A voice roared from behind them. (Y/N)’s head snapped back, their scowl faltering as soon as they made eye contact with Sam. “Let’s talk, (Y/N).”

(Y/N) couldn’t handle what they had done. The fire that was clouding their vision dissipating as their alpha called their attention. They noticed the coppery taste of blood now, the burning in their throat from the snarling, the pain running through their body from the hits. For the first time since the fight, they became conscious of the wounds they were inflicting on their fellow pack member. The veil of wrath finally disappeared and all that was left was the aftermath of their emotions.

Looking at a wounded Paul, (Y/N) became overwhelmed feeling the silver wolf’s pain as well as their own. They were devastated at what they had done, the voices of the rest of the pack trying to calm them down, their own thoughts firing through her head. As tears welled in their eyes, the white wolf made a turn toward the woods in a desperate need of escape.

Their legs burned as they ran avoiding trees and obstacles in the way – one location burned into their head. (Y/N) didn’t know what to expect when they got there, but the pull was too strong to ignore it. Even though their limbs were screaming in agony, they pressed on until they arrived at the location.

It took only a second for (Y/N) to forget about all the pain and suffering they had just endured. All it took was seeing her once more.

Rosalie had felt the need to reach the treaty line that day, an inexplicable force pulled her toward it. Just like (Y/N), she had been avoiding the wolf, trying with every fiber of her being to not see the person she was destined to be with. Since being in Forks all she had done was vilify shapeshifters and all that seemed like their kind – their smell being repulsive was just a reason to stray far from them. But her hear had felt emptier than ever before, yearning to be closer to the wolf she had seen for mere seconds that day. The Cullens had tried their best to appease her mind about the imprint bond, a link neither had a choice in. Yet Rosalie remained as stubborn as ever, repressing whatever pain she was feeling and replacing it with an irritable attitude and sharp remarks. Not even Emmett could handle being in her presence for too long, and normally he was the one that was able to calm her down. Her patience was growing as short as (Y/N)’s.

She had thought about leaving the spot she had been waiting in for an hour, but a nagging voice in her head told her to remain still – waiting. It wasn’t until she heard the rustling of the leaves and the snapping of branches that she knew what she was waiting for… who she was waiting for. From the trees emerged the white wolf she had seen that day, this time with a light red hue around its mouth. The smell of wet dog didn’t fill Rosalie’s nose, instead a sweet aroma filled her sinus. She let a breath of relief out, even if she didn’t need it. Upon seeing the wolf, the knot around her heart loosened, a weight lifting from her shoulders.

The wolf felt the same relief the blonde did as soon as they saw her. Just being around Rosalie eased the heartache she had been feeling for days on end. (Y/N) could have never guessed that this is all it would take to make their heart stop hurting. They lowered their head, asking permission to cross the border. It wasn’t until Rosalie granted them passage that they jumped the division between the two lands.

In their wolf form (Y/N) towered slightly over the vampire, their eyes meeting at the perfect height. Rosalie took a step forward, closing the space between them, never breaking eye contact. She placed a hand on (Y/N)’s head, stroking their fur comfortingly. The wolf leaned into the touch, actually enjoying the cold hand on their warm skin. They had never seen as much love in someone’s eyes since Emily and Sam and being on the receiving end of that stare was a breath of fresh air.

“Shift back,” she spoke slowly. “You can use my coat to cover yourself.”

(Y/N) sat on the ground as Rosalie draped her coat over them. The blonde watched with curious eyes as bones shifted and fur turned to skin, revealing the person behind the animal. They pulled the clothing close to their body and closed the buttons to shield their naked body from view.

“You’re hurt,” the blonde mentioned, noticing the wounds scattered across their body. “Shouldn’t you be healed already?”

“They were inflicted by another wolf, so they won’t heal as fast.”

“You fought with another pack member?”

“Yes, but that is of no importance. We finally meet,” (Y/N) smiled. “Not that either of us wanted to change that.”

“I don’t think it’s much of a surprise that we weren’t too keen on the idea of being destined to our sworn enemies,” Rosalie chuckled – the sound a refreshing tune in their ears. “Although my family kept pushing me to reach out to you, my stubbornness wouldn’t allow me to. I have to admit I became a tad insufferable.”

“At least you had people that were supportive. All I got was taunted and harassed by the pack for imprinting on a vampire. Even if it is something I can’t control they branded me a traitor, and honestly for the first few days it was fine ‘cause I’m used to their rude jokes, but this time it was different. And it’s not like I sought for you that day, and it’s not like I somehow manifested a vampire to be my imprintee, and it’s not like…”

In that moment, Rosalie gave into her impulses and crashed her lips onto (Y/N), pausing the shape-shifter’s rambling. It felt like home, like there in that moment was where they belonged. Electricity burst between them as soon as the contact was made, and neither wanted to be the one to break away. But one of them needed their breath.

“Sorry,” the vampire giggled. “You were rambling, and I didn’t know how to stop you.”

“Can’t say I’m mad about it,” they grinned at the blonde.

“What I am sorry for is what you’ve had to endure because of me – and I don’t even know your name.”

��It’s (Y/N), my name is (Y/N).”

“(Y/N),” she breathed. “I still can’t wrap my head around this turn of events – a wolf and a vampire, fated to be together. The universe truly knows how to play its tricks. I don’t even know where we go from here.”

“You and me both, Rosalie. I don’t even know if I will be welcomed back after the fight.”

“Come back with me,” she blurted.

“What?”

“We have so much space in the house, and you need those wounds cleaned. So, until you feel like you need to go back, stay with me there.”

“I-I couldn’t… I wouldn’t want to impose. And I don’t think the rest of your family would want the smell of wet dog lingering there,” (Y/N) teased. “But in all seriousness, I don’t know how pleased with the idea they would be.”

“If I can come around the idea of having a mutt so close to me, I’m sure they will too,” Rosalie joked back. “But I know they’ll be okay with it – even if it takes them some time.”

The pair went back to the Cullen house where the family quickly acclimated to having the wolf around. The last one to get used to (Y/N)’s presence was Edward since he held such disdain for them thanks to Jacob, but soon enough grew to love them as much as the rest of the family. The Cullens welcomed the wolf as one of their own in the four weeks they stayed at the residence.

During that time, they invested their complete energy into learning everything they could about Rosalie – quickly falling for the pale girl, understanding why the universe had decided to pair them together. Forever wasn’t enough time to spend with her.

(Y/N) kept their distance from the pack, too ashamed to face them. It wasn’t until they were under threat of a newborn army that they saw the group again – with the added surprise that they had agreed to help the Cullens protect Bella and themselves.

The first day of training with the Cullens, (Y/N) walked into the clearing in their wolf form, instantly feeling the mind link shared between the pack. At first it sounded like static, their voices coming through a few syllables at a time. They shook in their paws, staying by Rosalie’s side the whole time for support. The blonde ran her hand through the soft fur giving their partner the reassurance they needed. (Y/N) had no idea how the others would act toward them – they knew how well the pack could hold a grudge.

The wolves walked out of the trees, some barring their teeth and growling, their eyes landing anywhere than on their possibly former member. (Y/N) couldn’t handle the pressure, lowering their head to avoid any accidental eye contact with the people she considered family once.

“They’re not angry,” Jasper whispered to the wolf. “They have been concerned about you, actually.”

“They say thank you,” Edward answered for the canine, the white wolf nodding their head in agreement. “The pack’s disdain is only toward us, (Y/N). Nothing to do with you. They don’t trust us enough to be in their human form.”

“They came,” Carlisle breathed. “That’s what matters.”

Sam took a step forward starting a meeting between both clans, Edward acting as a translator. Carlisle explained the procedures of the day, the strength and voracity of the newborns, and allowed Jasper to explain how to fight them. The long haired blond started his demonstration sparring with a cocky Emmett, throwing him on the ground in just three moves. Carlisle and Edward went next, and for a second it had seemed that the younger man had won, until the doctor sprung to his feet and had his son pinned to the ground.

Jasper then motioned to Rosalie to fight with him, earning a protective growl from (Y/N). The coach assured the mutt she would not be hurt, that this was simply for training purposes. The two vampires squared off, the female throwing the first punch. Jasper dodged every hit gracefully, anticipating every move. But when a soft punch landed on Rosalie and she backed away with a twirl, the white wolf sprung forward, only being stopped by the barrier their partner had created with their body.

“Don’t allow emotions cloud your judgement,” Jasper advised, earning another growl from the canine. “It’s the easiest way to make a mistake in the battlefield.”

“I’m alright, (Y/N),” Rosalie smiled. (Y/N) relaxed their stance with her words, the pack’s reaction not going without notice. As much interference through the mind link they heard, they were able to decipher that they still hadn’t come to terms with the fact that they had imprinted on a vampire. No matter how much time passed, the others still felt it unnatural for their kind.

“Sam wants to speak to you before they go,” Edward announced to (Y/N). “Do you need me to stay behind and translate? I know the link is being shoddy for you.”

“No,” she thought to him. “Tell him I’ll speak with him in our land so we can both shift back comfortably.”

Edward related (Y/N)’s thoughts and placed in their mouth a bag filled with clothes to change into. He then joined the rest of his family and explained that the white wolf would be back shortly. Rosalie sent her partner a comforting smile and left alongside her family to wait for them at the house.

With trembling steps, the wolf followed behind their alpha until they passed the treaty line, hiding behind trees to phase into their human form. Beads of sweat formed on their forehead as they got dressed, fearing the worst would come from this conversation. A wolf without a pack was simply an animal with a target on their back.

“Come out, (Y/N),” Sam commanded.

“Are you the only one here?” (Y/N) questioned, not wanting to be the co-author of another physical confrontation. “The last thing I want is to fight any of you.”

“No one wants to fight, (Y/N). Regardless, I’m the only on here.”

They peaked their head from behind the tree to see a smiling Sam waiting for them. (Y/N) couldn’t contain themselves any longer and crashed into Sam’s open arms, engulfing him in a tight hug.

“I’ve missed you, little one,” Sam spoke into their hair. “You know, you didn’t have to run away.”

“I hurt Paul, Sam. Had it not been for your interference, one of us would probably not be here to tell the tale.”

“The important thing is it did not happen, and I’m sure you would have come to your senses before any fatal hit could be made.” Sam’s protective instincts took control. Seeing (Y/N) beating themselves up over such a trivial situation hurt him. They were carrying such a big guilt from something they had been pushed to do. “Paul had no right to set you off the way he did. It took you leaving for them all to understand how insensitive they had been. Needless to say, they’ve all had their punishment. They might not resent you anymore for having a vampire imprintee, but they now do for having horrible training sessions and long patrol shifts.”

“They have always been great at blaming others for their own wrongdoings,” they chuckled. “But, come on, Paul must still be fuming – I bit down on his leg for fucks sake. I would understand if he never wanted to hear from me again.”

“Actually, I wanted to apologize for what I’d done,” Paul startled them appearing from behind a tree. “I crossed the line between playful banter and just full-on being a dickhead.”

“I don’t think you’ve ever known where that line’s been,” (Y/N) teased, a playful smile toying on their face.

“Unfortunately, can’t disagree,” he chuckled. “But it’s time to come back home, (Y/N). Your place is with your pack, not with the cold ones.”

“He’s right, (Y/N). Your place is in the rez, not in Forks.”

“My place now is with my imprintee,” (Y/N) corrected. “Rosalie is not allowed to come into our land – not that I think she’d want to – and I’ve spent enough time away from here to know that being apart is worse. LaPush will always be my home, but my heart remains wherever she is.”

“So, you’re leaving the pack for good?”

“I don’t have any other choice. Now do I, Sam?” They smiled sadly. “There was a time where I believed I could have a normal life after I chose to stop shifting, where I wouldn’t have to turn into a wolf anymore and could live out the rest of my years growing old and whatnot. But having her in my life this past month, I do not want to imagine what it would be like without her. It’s not that I’ll never see you guys again, but from now to forever I’m choosing her.”

“There’s no changing your mind, is there?”

“The day you imprint on someone, Paul, you’ll understand the lengths you’d go through for them. It’s one thing to know of it, it’s another to experience the imprinting bond. It’s too strong a force to set aside.” (Y/N) spoke with love laced words only, any anger she held for her friend dissipated. “I would love to go back with you guys and be around the pack like nothing’s changed. But I don’t want to have to sacrifice my relationship with Rosalie in order to do so — I don’t think I could handle that pain again.”

“Well, you always have a place back home,” Sam smiled. “And on the odd chance that you’d like to visit with her, I think we can work around the treaty to allow her passage sometimes. You’re too important to us.”

“Thank you, Sam.” They wrapped him in a hug once more, joyous over the resolution. “I promise for as long as we’re in Forks I’ll come visit as much as I can. I might not be part of the pack, but I’m still a wolf.”

“Just make sure you shower before coming here,” Paul laughed. “Don’t think we could have you around for long with that smell lingering on you.”

“I will,” (Y/N) joined in the guffawing. “Before I go, I want to thank you all for being a part of my family and understanding why I must leave the rez.”

“You’re the closest thing I have to a sibling, (Y/N). No offense to the rest of the pack,” Sam beamed. “No matter what you had decided, I would’ve been by your side every step of the way. Even if these knuckleheads can’t stand it.”

“I can’t speak for the others, but – even if it takes some time – I understand that as much as it hurts to leave the pack, it’s worse to be apart from blondie,” Paul smiled. “I’ll see you in the next training session.”

“Be safe, (Y/N).”

“Always am, Sam.”

(Y/N) turned back with a bright smile on their face. The pack having their back was more than they could’ve hoped for. A month and a half ago, they probably could have disappeared from the face of the Earth, and none would have cared. But that afternoon, they had crossed the toughest bridge in their life – their energies could now be focused on the close approaching newborn army.

Only during training sessions did (Y/N) remember that the threat of the newborn’s was real. The days coming up to the fated day Rosalie and (Y/N) spent as if they were their last. From the outside looking in, no one would guess that in a matter of a couple of sunrises they would be facing life and death. And as much as the pair wanted to remain in their honeymoon bubble, the army was here, and the battle had to begin.

“Promise me you won’t do anything stupid,” Rosalie pleaded that morning.

“Like what?” (Y/N) laughed. Against all counsel, they still believed the newborns couldn’t be as strong as Jasper said.

“Taking on more than you can handle, for one.”

“You worry too much, darling,” they tried to calm Rosalie down. The blonde could only stare into the eyes of the person she had grown to love, a look of concern coating the usual gleam. “Alright, I promise to take the necessary precautions to make sure nothing happens.”

“Seriously. You don’t know the strength of these creatures until you finally fight one.”

“ I believe you, darling.” (Y/N) planted a smiling kiss on the vampire’s lips, promising once more that they would not “do anything stupid.”

Soon after, Alice announced through the house that the newborns were nearing, prompting us all to head to the destined clearing for the battle. The vampires all huddled together, fronting as the only plan of attack, as the wolves hid between the tree line. The pack welcomed the white wolf, their link finally restored. But the salutations were cut short when zooming was heard from afar as the presence of the vampires was made known.

In a couple of seconds, both vampire clans clashed together. For an instance it seemed that the newborns would have the upper hand, crowding the Cullens faster than they could defend themselves. Then, Sam gave the order to push through the branches and attack.

The pack did as they had been taught. Teeth and claws gashing away at the heads of the young vampires, ripping through the bundle of immortal beings. The white fur that covered (Y/N)’s body was soon enough covered in the crimson red from the cold ones, a proud look on their face a they attacked as many as they could. The confidence quickly rushed through their body and they felt the courage to take on a huddle of bloodsuckers that were fast approaching. A mistake they would soon regret.

As (Y/N) sank their teeth into a brunette’s neck and ripped the head off, two other newborns pounced on their back and another ran into their ribs, knocking them to the ground. The wolf rolled on the ground, trying to shake them off but the young ones only sank their nails deeper into the animal. (Y/N) let out a pain full howl, still thrashing to people the vampires from their body.

“(Y/N)!!” Rosalie cried. She wasn’t standing too far away, but was fighting off a couple of newborns herself and could only watch as the red liquid dripped down the wolf’s body instead of coating the top of their fur. As hard as she tried to get closer to (Y/N), the more people she had to fight off.

The wolves and Cullens around (Y/N) tried their hardest to rid the foes from around themselves in an attempt to aid the white wolf, but the newborns were truly strong and were making the task that much harder.

The lone wolf fell on their back, crushing one of the vampires that had latched onto them, but they were growing weaker. Too much blood had left their body, painting their body a deeper hue as more of the liquid rushed out. And as soon as they got rid of the other one, came up from behind and dug his hands into the wolf’s side and pressing into their ribs, snapping a couple. A louder howl escaped the animal as the vampire threw them into the ground with a loud thud, knocking the air out of the wounded animal and their head colliding against a rock, their vision turning black.

Rosalie ripped the head off two vampire and sped to the idiot that had dared harm (Y/N). She grabbed him by the throat and strangled the vampire until his head popped off. Emotionally defeated, the blond fell beside the human form of her beloved, using her jacket to cover their body.

Around them the sounds had died down. The last of the newborns ripped to shreds. The present Cullens surrounded the blonde and the wolf, worry evident in their face. Sam approached (Y/N)’s body in his wolf form, nudging their arm softly with his snout, whining when their body showed no sign of response. The pack followed closed behind, knowing they were alive but unsure of the true damage.

The blonde had pressed their body to hers, stroking the strands of their hair in an effort to calm herself. As she cried dry tears as she searched for her partner’s heartbeat, unable to do so over the ringing that crowded her sensitive ears. She clung to (Y/N)’s limp and bloodied body, not even allowing Carlisle to check their status. So for the moment, they left them be as they started a bonfire to ensure the eternal death of the ripped newborns.

“The Volturi,” Alice broke the somber silence abruptly. “They’re coming.”

“How long?” Edward spoke up, appearing from the woods with Bella in hand, coming back from his own battle.

“A few minutes. Maybe ten.”

“Pack needs to leave,” Edward warned. “The Volturi won’t honor our truce with the werewolves.”

As Jacob joined the group, an escaped newborn appeared prompting Leah to attack. The brown wolf was able to get the newborn off the girl who was clearly losing the fight. Yet, even though he had rescued Leah, the vampire had gained the upper hand and crushed Jacob’s ribs swiftly. His victory didn’t last long when Sam and the others pounced on the survivor, ensuring his death.

Jacob writhed on the ground, his body trying to heal but failing due to the cracked bones. Carlisle was quick to the boy’s side as the pack speedily clothed themselves. Checking his stability was far easier than (Y/N), who had yet to wake. The pack surrounded the wounded boy, carrying him back to Billy’s house where Carlisle would then check him. But Sam ran to (Y/N)’s side, placing his finger on her neck to check for the faint pulse he heard.

“I have to get them back,” he spoke softly. “You can join Carlisle afterward.”

“NO!” She sobbed. “I want to go with them.”

“The Volturi will notice that you’re missing,” Alice stated. “You have to stay here.”

“Alice is right, Rosalie,” Carlisle supported. “We can’t risk them getting into their land. Sam will take care of them in the meantime.”

“Promise nothing will happen to them,” she spoke, her voice barely audible.

“I promise they will be taken care of until you arrive.”

Rosalie loosened her arms, allowing Sam to take (Y/N)’s body into his arms. He cradled them close, quickly disappearing from the clearing and leaving a heartbroken Rosalie behind.

Although the others had gone to Billy Black’s house, Sam had opted for taking (Y/N) to his. There, Emily quickly made up a bed, clothed them, and helped her fiancé clean and cover any wounds they could see. The tears had not stopped streaming from Sam’s eyes since he had arrived at his home. (Y/N) was hurt, and he couldn’t help but feel responsible for not protecting them.

“They’re at Billy’s house right now,” Emily announced. She peaked her head into the room that Sam had yet to leave. “Carlisle should be here soon enough.”

“He’s taking forever!” Sam protested. “Jake was awake and (Y/N) is still unconscious. They should be prioritized.”

“I completely agree,” Rosalie peeked through. Emily had invited her in once she saw the girl debating on knocking on the door. “I couldn’t convince him to get here first because they have to always take Bella’s side. So they’re at Jake’s house whilst we know nothing of (Y/N)’s status.”

“All you can both do right now is stay by their side and wait for Carlisle to arrive,” Emily reasoned. “The doctor will come here next. So, for now just stay by their side and make sure they’re comfortable. I’ll let him in once he arrives.”

Emily brought in a dining room chair for Rosalie and set it on the right side of the bed, inviting the blonde to sit close to (Y/N) whilst they played the waiting game. She then gave Sam a cup of warm coffee and set a muffin on the side, knowing that he needed to eat to gain strength. But he wouldn’t bring himself to part his gaze from (Y/N) for a second, thinking that in a split second everything could change.

“You really do love them?” Sam finally broke the silence.

“More than I ever thought I could love anyone,” Rosalie sobbed. “I never understood what was missing from my life until I finally met (Y/N). I didn’t know I could love and be loved like this — I never thought it was in the cards for me.”

“You’re good for them,” he croaked out. “Not just because of the imprint bond too. I think, even if the link didn’t exist, you would be fated to be together — you ground them. And I don’t think I’ve seen (Y/N) as happy as when they are with you.”

“Thank you, Sam. That means a lot coming from you,” she smiled — her eyes always on (Y/N). “I know she values your opinion over anyone else’s. They’re lucky to have you.”

“They’re lucky to have you too,” he smiled back. At that moment, they weren’t divided by being a vampire and a werewolf. Instead, they were united in their shared love and affection for (Y/N).

The moment was interrupted as a knock resounded through the room. From behind the door, Carlisle finally appeared, medical bag on hand. He gave them both an apologetic smile and began to examine (Y/N) right away.

There was only so much Carlisle could do without his full extent of equipment available. Thankfully, he did not suspect any major head trauma and attributed the unconscious state to shock. He was certain they would wake up soon enough and started a morphine drip as he worked to close the wounds that required sutures.

“All we can do now is wait,” the doctor sighed, ridding his hands from the gloves he wore.

“But why aren’t they awake yet? Something else must be wrong.”

“When they wake up is up to them now, Sam. Their vitals are stable at the moment, and I’m sure they won’t change until they wake up and are able to feel the pain,” he explained. “Now, all we can do is wait.”

“Then we’re taking (Y/N) home,” Rosalie stated. “They should be there so you can monitor their vitals closely.”

“We shouldn’t move them right now, Rose. Until they’re awake, I can’t allow them to be moved unless absolutely necessary.”

“Stay,” Sam proposed. “I know how hard it would be to be away. So just stay here until they wake up.”

“Are you sure?”

“You’re important to (Y/N), and they’re important to me. And I know that having you next to them could only help in their recovery.”

Before leaving, Carlisle taught Rosalie how to supply morphine to (Y/N)’s drip, leaving the necessary tools to ensure that they didn’t wake up in too much pain. All they could do now was wait, and hope that they would gain consciousness soon enough.

For the next couple of days, Rosalie remained at (Y/N)’s side. Her eyes had grown dark in hunger, but she couldn’t bring herself to leave even for a second. She spent day and night monitoring them and making sure to provide all the medications Carlisle had brought over the first morning. The only people she trusted enough to be near them were Sam and Emily, the rest of the pack had only been able to visit once or twice — though they preferred it that way since the presence of the vampire was far too uncomfortable to be near for too long.

(Y/N) laid quiet and unmoving, giving signs of life through their breathing and nerve responses. The wounds had started to heal, slower than usual but enough to warrant the bandages to be discarded. Even Jake had recuperated at that point and was amongst those waiting for their friend to wake up.

It took four mornings and three nights for (Y/N) to start stirring. The first sign of consciousness was their hand squeezing Rosalie which resulted in a gleeful squeal from the blonde that alerted all those inside the house. Sam, Emily, Jake, Paul, and Seth rushed into the room to witness the sleeping wolf finally open their eyes. The others were out on patrol but were keeping an ear out for when their friend finally woke. (Y/N)’s eyes then started fluttering, a groan escaping from their mouth as the discomfort of their wounds was finally felt.

They were thankful that wherever they had woken had soft lights, the normal blinding from fluorescent white lights an uncomfortable sight to wake to. (Y/N) blinked away the fuzziness from their eyes, trying to focus on where they were and who was there. They could identify almost everyone that stood in the room except one.

To their right sat a beautiful blonde girl, with such perfect and pale skin that they could only attribute it to a vampire. She seemed happy, delighted that they had awoken. But how could a vampire be in their land and still have their life?

“Sam,”(Y/N) croaked out. The alpha was quick to their side, attentive to whatever they would question. “What happened?”

“You don’t remember?” Sam’s voice didn’t portray the amount of worry he felt. Even worse when (Y/N) shook their head no. He could see in their eyes that they couldn’t recognize Rosalie. “During the battle, you were attacked by some newborns. One of them slammed you on the ground and you hit your head. You’ve been passed out for four days. Do you remember any of that?”

“I can’t say I do. Last thing I remember was going out for patrol at sunrise.”

“(Y/N), you haven’t gone on morning patrol for almost two months,” Paul mentioned. “Do you know who is standing beside you?”

“I assume it’s one of the Cullens. Probably here to check my vitals and keep some morphine flowing,” (Y/N) answered nonchalantly. “I’m just surprised you wouldn’t call Sue.”

“You really don’t remember me, (Y/N)?” Rosalie cried.

“I’m sorry,” they remorsefully answered. They had finally looked into the girl’s eyes and instantly felt a wrench in their heart, but nothing to clue them in on their importance on their life. “I’m sorry, but I really don’t.”

“So, you don’t recall anything that happened these past two months?”

“I wish I had the answer you’re looking for but, I just don’t.”

Rosalie could not believe her luck. She was able to have the love she had yearned for her whole life, and in a split second, everything slipped from her fingers. She left the room, holding onto her chest and, for some reason, needing a breath of fresh air. There (Y/N) was, conscious and talking, but their brain had no recollection of the one they had imprinted on. The vampire wanted nothing more than to be able to cry and release the emotions that surged in a way that made her feel human. All she could do was scream and split a large rock to feel something — anything.

“Not doing a good job of keeping a low profile,” (Y/N) smiled as they wobbled to where Rosalie stood heaving. “I truly am sorry that I have no memory of you. Sam told me I imprinted on you, but somehow my brain doesn’t remember that. All I feel is a tightness in my chest — something like heartbreak — whenever I look at you, but nothing more than that.”

“I should have known the universe would play another trick on me,” she chuckled. “In two months, I fell in love with you only for you to forget in one unfortunate event.”

“From what Sam was able to tell me I think I also fell in love with you, and it was great up to this moment,” they sighed. (Y/N) grabbed Rosalie’s hand and led her to a log to sit, not being able to hold their weight for much longer. “I do want to remember, and I’ll try my hardest to regain those memories, as long as you’re by my side.”

“For as long as you try, so will I,” she beamed. “I promise I’ll use everything in my arsenal to help you remember.”

Weeks came and went, photos and home videos presented, and visits to special places. Even Bella’s transformation, the birth of Renesmee, and the visit of the Volturi came and went, yet (Y/N) had yet to remember the imprint bond and the moments shared with Rosalie. They had started to grow impatient and irritable, straining their brain to extreme lengths. Every attempt was futile.

They weren’t the only one growing restless. Rosalie had started to doubt that her partner would ever come to regain those priceless memories she held so close to her heart. She tried her hardest to provide (Y/N) with even the most minimal detail of their time together, but it was like their brain had been wiped clean of who she was — including the supernatural bond that had once linked them together. Their first glance, their first touch, their first kiss. All were wiped away by a simple blow.

Even now, as they sat in Rosalie’s room, perusing over the same stack of pictures they had seen for days on end, emotions were high as nothing was remembered. (Y/N) held in their hands a candid image of the vampire and the wolf sharing a laugh at the Cullen’s house back deck. The picture showed a vibrant Rosalie, her head thrown back mid-laughter, a hand on her chest, and the other on her partner’s arm. But what stood out was the love full gaze (Y/N) had as they witnessed the joy in the blonde girl. There was a particular gleam in their eyes, a spark they wanted nothing more than to regain.

“It’s not working!” (Y/N) stood abruptly, pushing the armchair they were sitting on backward. “Doesn’t matter what we do, nothing is coming back!”

“(Y/N), I understand your frustration, but it’s not a quick process,” Rosalie attempted to calm them. “As much as I would want you to remember the love and time we shared, I can’t be mad should you choose to move on.”

“NO! I just want to remember how I loved you then!” (Y/N) blurted. “How will I know if what I’m feeling now is real?”

“What do you mean by that, (Y/N)?” Rosalie blinked away at the realization behind what they had said, unsure if her mind was playing tricks on her. “Are you saying you might have feelings for me now?”

“That might be what I’m saying,” they responded, growing bashful. “There’s nothing that I want more than to be able to remember how I loved you then. But if you can accept my feelings now, regardless of the past, then I would love nothing more than to be able to form a future beside you.”

“The past doesn’t matter right now,” the blonde beamed brightly. “I would be more than honored to walk alongside you through life from this day forward, regardless of the past.”

“Well then, I guess the daily memory exercises won’t be making an appearance in our daily routine anymore,” (Y/N) laughed. As they inched closer to Rosalie, their hands rested on her cheek, giving the cold skin a gentle caress. The vampire smiled at the person in front of her, closing her eyes as she leaned into the loveful touch of her partner. “The only thing I believe is important is that I know that I love you now, and I know I will for the rest of my life.”

Their faces inched closer, lips ghosting over each other, one teasing the other. They both smiled at the playful tease, forgetting the frustrations of memory loss. But Rosalie grew impatient and finally closed the gap between them. She had composed herself this whole time, keeping her urges at bay and respecting (Y/N)’s boundaries. This whole time Rosalie had been a stranger in their mind, and any physical displays of affection could easily discourage them.

Although (Y/N)’s hard work had not paid off, they were thankful for the process. During those long weeks, they were able to get to know Rosalie and understand why they fell for her in the first place, regardless of the supernatural links they shared before. As days went by the small things were what had (Y/N) falling deeper in love with the vampire — the way her eyes beamed when she recounted certain memories, how beautiful her smile was when she showed (Y/N) certain photographs, the love and care that was laced in every word she spoke. They wouldn’t be able to pinpoint a specific point at which they were sure of their feelings, but at that moment they were completely certain that they were completely and utterly in love with Rosalie Cullen.

A year after that pivoting moment, (Y/N) had proposed to Rosalie, no doubt in their mind that she was the woman they wanted to spend their life with.

In less than a month the Cullens had transformed their backyard into a dream wedding venue. It was a small endeavor – only close friends and family.

“There was a time where I didn’t understand love,” (Y/N) started their vows. The expectant eyes of their soon-to-be wife stared into them, seeing through them and into their soul. It was a moment neither of them thought they would ever live to see. “For most of my life, I believed it to be a selfish and daunting task I would never fall trapped in. Granted, I knew that at some point imprinting would force me to think otherwise. And I guess it did happen at some point, but I have no recollection of that moment. Nevertheless, all it took was you.

This is no destiny or fate; this is not chance. Love has grown between us because we chose each other. We worked hard for our relationship. We went through obstacles not many can say they have, and we fell in love. For a long time, your love was enough for both of us. You carried the burden of our memories as I tried to remember what they were. I know I love you because despite losing my memory I am standing here with nothing but love in my heart. And I will continue to stand beside you for as long as we both shall live.

I promise to honor you and cherish you. To, from this day forward, carry with you our love and all the memories we shall create. You will never walk this life on your own, for I will be right beside you. Despite imprint links and loss of memories, it has and always will be you. ”

It took everything inside them not to kiss their almost wife. As Rosalie extended her hand to wipe away the tears that had stained their cheeks, (Y/N) melted into their touch, finding comfort in the coldness of her hand.

“My dearest (Y/N),” Rosalie said, a bright smile spread on her pale face. “I will admit that at some point in time, I thought I would never get a day like this. As the days passed and your memories did not return, I truly believed that was it for us. That one day you would walk away. And maybe in another life you did, but not this one.

In this life, I am lucky enough to be standing before you and our loved ones as a testament to the love that resurged between us. Our memories will never be a burden to me. It is a gift that I carry in my heart, and I guard for us both. And I will continue to carry it for the rest of eternity.

If I have said this once, I will say it a thousand times, I love you with everything that I am. And I promise to stand with you from this day forward, until the end of time. Through the good times and the bad, through the calm and the discord, my place will forever be with you.”

Carlisle smiled at the couple in front of him, warmth filling his unbeating heart at the raw evidence of love. He was proud of how far they had both come, overcoming the hurdles the universe had decided to throw at them time and time again.

He motioned to Renesmee, telling his granddaughter to bring the rings over to the couple. The final symbol of their everlasting love.

“(Y/N), as you place the ring on Rosalie’s finger, repeat after me,” Carlisle said. “I give you this ring as a symbol of my abiding love, eternal faith, and undying devotion.”

“Rose, I give you this ring as a symbol of my abiding love, eternal faith, and undying devotion.”

“With this ring, I marry you and bind my life to yours,” the patriarch continued. “It is a promise of all my tomorrows. I offer my vow to you so that my word and my love will always be with you, close to your heart. That I choose to share my whole life with you, knowing that in marrying you I shall become much more than I am.”

“(Y/N),” Rosalie beamed during her turn. “With this ring, I marry you and bind my life to yours,” the patriarch continued. “It is a promise of all my tomorrows. I offer my vow to you so that my word and my love will always be with you, close to your heart. That I choose to share my whole life with you, knowing that in marrying you I shall become much more than I am.”

“With the power vested in me by god and many states in the United States,” Carlisle chuckled. “I declare you married – you may kiss.”

Cheers erupted around the space as (Y/N) and Rosalie met in a passionate kiss. Their love filled everyone around them, witnessing true love staring at them.

“Ready for forever Mrs. (Y/L/N)?”

“Always have been, Mx. Cullen.”

Everyone that loved and cared for both Rosalie and (Y/N) were excited for the pair. As the reception took place, they gave their best wishes to the couple. Even unforeseen allies such as Paul and Jacob had been overjoyed at their union. If there was anyone that deserved a happy-ever-after, it was them.

“Could I steal away your wife for a second, (Y/N)?” Sam surprised Rosalie as she danced with her wedded partner.

“Of course,” they smiled. “I’m actually very thirsty at the moment.”

Rosalie took Sam’s warm hand and followed his lead in the dance. He had grown to be the couple’s biggest supporter from the start, and he had not unwavered for a second.

“I should have made a bet with you months ago,” Sam chuckled. “I guess I was right, huh. You two are made for each other, imprint bond or not.”

“Glad you didn’t,” she smiled. “I do have a question for you, Sam.”

“Ask away.”

“You always knew. Even before either of us could admit it, you always knew we would end up together. And regardless of our past and who we are, you encouraged (Y/N) to pursue me. Why?”

“I know (Y/N). I’ve known them their whole life. I saw it in their eyes,” he explained. His eyes were soft, filled with care and compassion. A gaze Rosalie never thought she’d receive from another shapeshifter. “After they imprinted on you, something changed in them. Call it destiny, call it the imprint link, call it whatever you want, but I knew that what I saw in their eyes was love. They didn’t even know your name and their heart had completely transformed.”

“But it had to be hard,” she whispered. “(Y/N) renounced to you all, to their family. Yesterday, today, and for all eternity. All for me. Without the certainty of the imprint bond, how will I know that this is what is best for them? That the life they could’ve had if they hadn’t chosen me wouldn’t have been better?”

“How do you know this isn’t the best version already?” Sam comforted. “They made this decision all by themselves because they know you are their forever. Questioning why or why not will not serve you now, Rosalie. They love you and they chose you. From now until forever, you’re stuck with them.”

“And I love them, with all my heart,” Rosalie beamed, her smile spreading from ear to ear. “I guess it’s just hard to know everything they had to let go of in order to be here.”

“Rose, (Y/N) will always be family. My family. Their marriage to you makes you a part of it as well,” he explained. He placed a comforting hand on her forearm and gifted her a smile. “If you fear that they will not be allowed into LaPush, you needn’t worry. Both you and (Y/N) will always be welcome there. Just give me a head-up.”

“Oh, thank you, Sam.” In an uncharacteristic move, she wrapped her arms around Sam, but it was the only thing she could think of doing. “You have no idea how much this means.”

“Good, because that is your wedding gift,” he chuckled.

“Well, look at this beautiful sight,” (Y/N) interrupted. “Never thought I’d see the day and alpha and a vampire would be hugging.”

“What can I say?” Sam laughed. “You’ve really mended the vampire and shapeshifter affairs.”

“That’s me, the Vampire/Shapeshifter Alliance ambassador,” (Y/N) smiled at the man they considered a brother. “Now, I will steal back my wife. You have your own to get back to.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll see you both later.”

(Y/N) took hold of their wife’s hand, twirling Rosalie into their arms. She giggled as she twirled, her dress swishing around her body. The blonde had not known happiness like this, never thought she would live to have it or deserve it. Yet, there she was, the love of her life wrapped around her and the thought of forever heavy in her mind.

“What are you thinking about, Rose?” (Y/N) whispered into her ear, their warm chest pressed flush to her back.

“How excited I am to live again,” she smiled. “And it’s all thanks to you, (Y/N).”

“We have forever to look forward to, my love.” They turned her around, placing a kiss on her lips and wrapping her in a tight hug. “Today is only the beginning.”

Months before the pair could have never imagined this was how their life would end up. The possibility of this future had seemed bleak at some point, another timeline breathing down their necks. Yet, their love persevered. Through wounds and hardships, the devotion that lived between them was enough to carry them to eternity. No trick from the universe could ever push them apart.

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Please can you so a jasper x reader where the cullens and Bella all think that the reader or oc isn't good enough for jasper so jasper and the oc or reader elope and the cullens meet them again you can make the rest up.....

Can you please tag me if possible if you end up writing this weird story idea thats keeping me up at night

Thank you

Let's run away together

Pairing - Jasper x human!reader

Pronoun - She/her

Warning - No proof read, meantion of blood bag (vampire stuff yk yk), light swearing, Jasper gets mad but no Major

Words count - Too lazy to count y'all will have to do with it

Set - After Eclipse to after Breaking Dawn

Main Masterlist - Characters Masterlist

"Let's run away together."

These were the words Jasper told you a few years ago. You met each other at school, you were sixteen, almost seventeen, and he was supposed to be eighteen. You arrived in the middle of the semester of senior year. Due to you amazing intellect, you were a year advanced and you found yourself in the same english literature class as him.

"Alright class, we have a new student joining us for the rest of the year." Mrs. Danvers told and you entered the class.

The sound of your heels click-clacked on the ground as you entered in the class, a low waisted blue jean along with a black off shoulder with pale pink furr at the top. Your hand bag in your right hand was made of pale pink furr to match your top and your school hand bag was around your left shoulder. You had a golden necklace with a heart locket, a bunch of golden bracelet around both wrists and very rosy cheek. Overall you guessed ut, you looked like the perfect mean, fake and plastic girl.

"Hi, I'm Y/n L/n/n I moved here from New York and I'm sixteen, almost seventeen." Your voice was sweet like honey and suddenly every boys of the class were drooling.

"Thank you miss. Y/n/n you can sit beside Longbottom." The teacher told and a red head boy quickly rose his hand to the annoyance of the rest of the class. The girls because you were competition, and the boys they were jealous.

As you reached your sit, you saw your new sitmate move the chair for you and you widened your eyes a little before letting out a soft giggle. At this sound every boys of the class awwed while the girls huffed as you sat down.

From the back of the class, Jasper heard his brother, Edward, scoff before rolling his eyes and the blond empath looked at you once again. He didn't knew why but he couldn't feel anything from you. He was curious, because he couldn't feel anything from you but you weren't numb either. It was as if you were feeling something but you weren't. Then Jasper realize that in fact you were feeling something, he was the one not feeling anything anymore. From the moment you stepped inside of the classroom, everyone else's emotions disappeared and only your calm state stayed. At the end of the class, Jasper wanted to greet you, only to be blocked by a bunch of boy running to carry your bag or propose you a bunch of snack and you disappeared between the hue of students.

The next time Jasper saw you it was at lunch. At first he didn't notice you, but when Bella's akwardness toward Mike and Carter's love sick feeling for Alice suddenly disappear, Jasper couldn't help but look up. And there you were, surrounded by a bunch of guys as they were holding your bag, trail of food or handing you some homeworks to copy.

"Please not the new girl." Jessica groaned and everyone at the table looked toward you.

"I had a class with her this morning. I heard that her father was the CEO of a car company that was moving here. She is so spoiled, in class she almost crying because Jane took her notebook and wouldn't give it back when she asked." Jessica started her daily gossip and Edward rolled his eyes.

"She can't fool just anyone with that smile." The mind reader huffed as you passed beside their table.

"Hey Y/n !" Mike grinned like a lost puppy and you looked up from your pink cell phone toward the sound.

"Oh hey, Micheal right ? In spanish ?" You tilted your head and Jasper suddenly felt like his dead heart skipped a bit.

"It's Mike actually... but it's fine ! Wanna sit with us ?" The boy grinned and you looked around the table.

Then there was a silence as you glanced at everyone, noticing their rather annoyed or uneasy expression on their face before that your e/c eyes met his golden eyes. It was as if the world stopped, you held your breath in aww as you looked at his golden lock and his sharp jawline. He had a pale skin, very pale, like three other people at the table but his looked the best of them all. His golden orbs were shining due to the light of the cantine and you couldn't help but want to press your pink glossed lips over his.

"Y/n ?" Mike called and you snapped out of your trance, looking back at him with an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry. But I don't think I'll sit here." You walked away and the group could here the boys bombarding you with invitation to lunch as you went to the back of the cantine.

"Shoot ! Man ! It's your weird hair that scared her !" Eric teased and the two boys started to bicker.

"She doesn't seem that bad...?" Angela hesitated and Carter passed his arm around Alice's shoulders who looked tense.

"I don't think we should be friend her." The petite vampire expressed and Jasper frowned.

"Why ?" He asked and Alice shared a glance at Edward before looking back at her untouched trail of food.

"Just because."

After this day Jasper would see you everywhere, in the corridor, the parking lot, in class, he even saw you in the forest a few time, by a lake that flowed close to the town. Yet even with Alice and Edward's warning he couldn't help but want to see you. Whenever you were around, he would feel at peace. So he started to chance his path at school, passing by your locker so you would be near by, waiting until you start to head inside to head in english, parking his car near yours every morning. He wanted to be beside you as much as possible but still respect your boundaries.

"Alright class ! Today we'll start a few group project about the book rode in class. You will be paired up by two and work on a presentation of one of the book we studied in class." Mrs. Danvers announced and you looked up from your pink fluffy notebook.

"Before anyone ask. I am making the group and I want no complaining." The teacher told and everyone groaned in annoyance.

"I said no complaining ! Alright now let's form the group." The brunette teacher announced and started to name a few people of the class.

You weren't expecting anything. You would go along with anyone. You just hoped that you wouldn't be paired with Edward Cullen or Jasper Hale, even if he was handsome, because strangely enough, their entire family and himself hated you for some reasons.

"Tonny and Mark." Mrs. Danvers told and Tonny, your sitmate, groaned.

"Sad we could have been together !" He told you and you sent him a half sad smile.

"That's unfortunate." You replied and he slouched on his chair.

"Y/n and Jasper." The teacher announced and you felt your blood run cold.

Turning around toward the said blond, you ignored the whine of the boys and your eyes locked with his for the second time since you moved here. You couldn't read him. You didn't knew if he felt happy or horrified that he was paired up with you. Yet you knew that it was definitly not going to well between the two of you. He hated you for whatever reason and your father hated boys in general.

At the end of the class, you went to your locker, followed by your usual among of boys and put your english stuff in your locker before seeing Jasper approching you from afar. You quickly told the four boys around you to go and fixed your high poney tail before that the godlike blond stops before you.

"Hey." Jasper greeted you and you sent him a shy smile with a tiny wave.

"Hey, Jasper right ?" You asked. It was a habit of yours, always checking if you had their name correctluy first.

"Right, and you're Y/n right ?" He asked back even if he knew it.

"Right, that's me." You let out a shy, uneasy laugh and the boy smiled softly.

"So for the english project, are we doing it at your house or mine ?" Jasper asked and you frowned slightly.

"Cloud we do it at yours ? My father isn't really happy when I bring someone home, especially when it's a boy you know." You looked and away and Jasper nodded.

"Right okay. So this afternoon at mine ?" He clarified and you nodded quickly.

"Yes ! This afternoon, at yours !" You confirmed with an excited shime in your eyes and Jasper chuckled.

You were cute. He could feel how excited you were. He didn't knew if it was because you wanted to work of if it was because you would get to see his house, or even if it was because you wanted to spend some time with him, but he hoped it was the later, because he couldn't wait to spend some time with you.

So for the rest of the afternoon he waited patiebtly for the end of class to arrive and once he finished his biology class, he quickly made his way to the parking lot, seeing you already waiting by your car.

"Hey !" You greeted and he smiled a little.

"Hey, ready to go ?" Jasper asked and you nodded closing your cell phone before putting it in your hand bag.

Luckily, today your father was the one to drop you off at school which mean you didn't need ton follow Jasper in your car but could simply ride with him to his house. On the way there, the two of you had a short discussion. You discovered that he had two more sibling as a plus of Edward, Carter and Alice and that they liked to go hiking on sun days. You learned that the loved to have game nights when everyone was at home and you couldn't help but smile at the way he was talking about his family with such a big smile on his face.

"What about you ? Anything to share ?" Jasper offered and you thought, your eyes drifting to the scenery around you.

"Well, my mother dies when I was seven, since then I live with my father. In contrary of what people could think, he's a very present father even if he's busy with work. Sometimes, when he comes home, we have a few dinner together and we always share a few joke. He loves to bake so whenever we can' we're baking together ! We also paint a lot together, whivh you saw me a bunch of time by the river painting the scenery." You grinned and Jasper's eyes widened.

"How do you know that I see you ?" The golden eyes boy questioned and you giggled.

"You're not very well hidden by the trees you know ?" You teased and if he could, Jasper would have blush in embarrassement.

"It's okay, you can join me next time Jaz." You giggled before realizing how you called him.

"I mean-"

"It's alright. You can call me that." Jasper cut your apologize and you mirrored his smile.

"Alright." You looked back at the road as a soft music was playing from the radio.

You couldn't wait to know him more.

Then you and Jasper got closer. At first it was only a few shy 'hi' or tiny waves but after two weeks on working on your project together, Jasper would pick you up everyday, and bring you home everyday. At first your father didn't like it, but he came around eventually. After three weeks of hanging out together, Jasper told you that he was a vampire. He knew it was dangerous but when you squealed and told him how cool this was, the empath couldn't help but love you even more.

"You can't be serious ?" Edward glared and Jasper huffed.

"Yes I am, I don't see why Bella could have dinner with us but Y/n can't." The empath replied angrily.

"Come on, you should have told us sooner, Esme didn't cook enough for two ! And Alice already told you to not hang out with that girl ! She is dangerous !" The golden brunette scolded.

"We all know that Bella never eat everything Esme made and no Y/n is not ! No one of you even tried to befriend her ! And what did you even see to be so reculant into meeting her ?" Jasper glared toward his sister.

"Jasper don't talk to your sister like that !" Esme stepped in and the blond rolled his eyes.

He had enough. Everytime you would come to his house for the english project, his family would say rude comment regarding you. From the way you dress for Alice to your weak looking body from Emmett to your parfum from Rosalie, they were always criticizing you somehow and each time Jasper could feel how it upset you or made you sad. He had enough of it.

"What did Alice see for you all to be so rude with Y/n !? Even you are Esme when we know that you are the sweetest woman on walking on Earth !" Jasper pointed out and the rest of the family stayed silent. Even Bella was there and she looked incredibly uncomfortable.

Then Emmett moved to open the door, revealing your figure about to knock at the door. He boy shoot you a tiny glare and you sent him an uneasy smile with a hint of fear.

"How long have you been standing there ?" The bearlike vampire asked and you shifted nervously under his gaze.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to overheard anything but then I heard shouting and I didn't want to knock in the middle of an argument. I can leave if you-"

"Yes."

"No." Jasper glared at Rosalie, who rolled her eyes, before sitting and joining you at the entrance.

Looking at you, Jasper frowned a little as he notived how you weren't wearing your usual tight shirt with dentel and a vest but you had a fletter sleeve white t-shirt instead, your usual low waisted jean was replaced by a high waisted jean with large leg, your heels were replaced by a pair of sneakers and your usual high pony tail was down, letting your hair cover your neck as much as possible, blocking the slight ordor of the different fragrance you used tonight. Jasper noticed how you tried your best to hide the freckles on your face with some make as one time Bella made abad comment about them. He noticed how you changed your entire look just to please his family's taste and he hated it. He loved how you would always ask him to tie your hair for you, or how he would count your freckles when he was bored.

"You look different." He acknowledged and you smiled brightly, but he could see it was fake.

"Yeah ! I didn't want to wear my usual style today ! Trying something new you know. Do you like it ?" You asked hopefully and Jasper frowned slightly as he heard Edward's snicker in the living room.

"It's... unusual for sure ?" The blond vampire replied as he moved out of the way, inviting you in.

"I must say, this smells really good Mrs. Cullen." You tried to compliment as everyone sat around the dinning table.

"Surely it smells better than you." Rosalie muttered, but made it loud enough as you could hear it from your sit and your smile fell a little while Jasper glared.

During the dinner the mood was tense. You knew it was because of you and Jasper could feel your guilty from across the room as you slowly ate your food.

"So Y/n ?" You immediately rose your head and looked toward Carter curiously.

"Jasper told us your mother was dead when you were younger. It must have hurt." The bruney male pointed out and you let out an uneasy laugh while looking away.

"Yeah it was." You muttered.

"How did she die ?" Bella asked blantly and you held your breath a little, image of your mother's death replaying in your head.

"She hum... she died in a car accident." You tried your best to not stutter and Jasper looked at you with worry, all he wanted was to comfort you.

"How old were you again ?" Edward smirked slightly, keeping the topic on.

"I was seven." You lowered your head and they hummed.

"That's young, how can you be so okay with it ?" Alice asked and Jasper glared at his siblings.

"Guys, stop." He growled lowly.

"No no, we want to know how did she cope with it all." Rosalie gave you a sickening sweet smile and you felt your stomach fell inside of you.

"I... Well I guess it was with time. And I was young, I didn't knew my mom very well-"

"So you didn't felt a tiny bit sad ?"

"What ? Oh no I felt devastated-"

"Were you in the car accident too ?"

"Yeah I was-"

"But you're fine ? Don't you think it's a little unfair for your mother ?"

"Guys. Stop. That."

"I think-"

"Don't you wish it was you ?"

"You don't even have a scar."

"I fould feel guilty if I were you."

"That's kind of unsensitive if you don't."

"I'm sorry. My father want me home." You stood up quickly without even looking up, afraid to show them you tears stained face.

Quickly walking out of the three story mansion, you didn't see the grins on the Cullen kids' faces and Jasper's worried and alarmed expression as you stepped in your car;

"Y/n/n I'm so sorry, I didn't-"

"It's okay Jaz. I don't even know why I showed up when I knew that your family hated me." You wiped away a tear as Jasper stood by the window of your car.

"No no, none of this is your fault don't feel guilty please I should have known they were going to be like that. None of this is your fault they were just a bunch of asshole please don't cry darling." Jasper put one of his cold hand against your cheek and you grabbed his hand in yours leaning in his familiar touch.

"I'm sorry Jaz... For not being good enough for you or your family... I'm sorry I couldn't reach their expectation." You started your car and Jasper moved away with sad eyes.

"Please don't leave me darling." He whispered and you looked down at your lap before sending him a sad look.

"I'll see you later Jaz." You drove away and Jasper watched your car disappear between the trees of the forest, his hand slowly clenching into fist.

He was mad. He didn't understand why was his family so rude with you. They all accepted Bella when she forced herself on the family why could they not accept you even after how hard you tried to reach their standart, how hard you tried to understand their life style and always covering for them whenever a teacher would ask here they are when they hunt. Jasper hated how his family blantly hated you for no reasons at all when all you did was making him happier than he ever was.

"Why would you do that ?" Jasper whispered not even turning around to face his family.

"Jasper you have to understand-"

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT !?" It was the first time Jasper rose his voice and his eyes were dark, almost black.

"Jasper don't-"

"Please don't. You two did nothing while they are harassing Y/n questiong that clearly made her uncomfotable what is wrong with you all !? I was finally at peace !! I was finally truly happy, not because someone else felt happy but because I felt genuinly happy for once in my immortal life and you had to ruin it !? You had to be rude, you have to make her feel worthless !?" Jasper growled and his siblings and Bella frowned slightly.

"Why do you care so much anyways ?" Emmett crossed his arms on his chest.

"BECAUSE I LOVE HER !!" The empath reveale and everyone stood there in disbelief.

"I love her so much it fucking hurt to see her and feel her so demaged by the one who are supposed to support me forever. I don't understand why you would accept Bella when she pratically forced herself on our famil but can't accept the strongest and kindest girl walking on Earth. Why do you all hate Y/n so much ?" Jasper asked deseperatly but only got the silence as an answer causing him to scoff at his family before starting walk away.

"You all are unbelievable."

That night, Jasper showed up at your window to see you curved into a ball, soft whimper and sniffs audible from under your cover.

"Oh darling..." The words slipped from his lips and you looked out of your cover with glossy eyes, only killing his dead heart even more.

"I'm so sorry darling... I love you so much I'm so sorry..." Jasper whispered as he slided beside you and you immediately vurled inside of his arms, seeking for the warmth only he could give you even with a cold skin.

The both of you stayed in that position, for a while, him slowly caressing your hair and you sniffing from time to time as you listened to the silence inside his chest, calming your nerves. After a while, Jasper looked down at your figure debating if he should do his next move or not. But you needed to get away from them. Both of you.

"Let's run away together" His voice was calm and you looked up at him with red eyes from crying.

"But your family-"

"Won't do anything. I don't think I can trust them for a while after tonight." Jasper cut you and you frowned.

"Is it because of m-"

"Darling, nothing is your fault. We're going to pack your bag and tell you're dad what happened. He will understand." The vampire told you and you hesitated before nodding.

"But what about your family ?" You questioned silently.

"This is their fault. They will have to assume the result of their actions."

So here you were six years later, barely twenty-three years old, cooking in the kitchen waiting for your husband to come back from his day at work. Yeah Jasper was working. He was actually working in the library near the town you decided to settle in. You worked too, you were a teacher for pre-schooler. Then you heard the bell ring at the door and your dog, Fanny, barked loudly causing you to frown.

"Fanny ! Don't growl !" You scolded as youi wiped your hand on your appron before opening the door.

There stood a girl, she looked like she was eleven or something, and she held a box of cookies in her hands with a smile. To be honest she kind you reminded you of someone but you didn't knew who.

"Hey, can I help you dearie ?" Your soft adult side came out and Fanny ran at your feet.

"Hello ! My name is Renesmee and I'm here on behalf of my family ! My four siblings, our two parents and I moved a couple of miles away and we wanted to invite you and your family for dinner. These are for you." The girl grinned while handind you the box of cookie and you sent her an apologetic smile.

"I'm so sorry, I'm already making dinner. Come on in thought." You invited and the golden brunette smile while stepping inside of the house after you.

The little looked around in aww as the vintage style was all around the house. On the wall there was a few painting, along with some pictures of your dog, yourself and Jasper all around and the smell of fresh bread greeted Renesmee as she sat down.

"It's very pretty here." She complimented and you smiled.

"Thank you, my husband and I settled here a few years back ourselves. You could invite your family for dinner thought. I always love to meet new people." You replied and Renesmee nodded gently.

"Come by in thirty minutes, everything should be ready by then." You added and the girl nodded before walking out of your house, escorted by Fanny who got a few scratches behind the ears as a reward before that the little waved see you later.

So now, thirty minutes later, you were placing seven more plates around your dinner table that you extanded. You texted Jasper to tell him about the unexpected guests so he could prepare and you smiled as the bell rang and Fanny ran to the door.

"Ay you big girl, out of the way." You shooed her away before opening the door, a bright smile plastered on your face as you saw seven people by your door. They all looked oddly familiar but you and your amazing memory couldn't remember from where you knew them.

"Hi, hello ! You must be our new neighbor. I'm Y/n L/n/n-Hale, please come on in." You moved out of the way, missing the glance the family shared between themselves before stepping walked in the dinning room and they all sat around the dinning table while you grabbed some hot plat with a kitchen glove.

"You're house is lovely." A wavy brunette woman complimented and you grinned, she looked around twenty-six to twenty-eight years old.

"Thank you, my husband and I designed it a few years back, he should probably be home soo-" Your reply was cut short when Jasper bargged inside of the house with a serious yet worried expression.

"Darling are you alright !? I've smell a couples of vampires around the house and-" Jasper cut himself when he noticed who was sitting around your dinner table while you froze in confusion.

"Jasper ?" The father of the family asked and you forwned slightly before that it cklicked inside of your head.

"Shit !" You swore under your breath as you finally recognized the people in your dinning room.

"What are you all doing here ?" Jasper growled slowly making his way to you.

"Jasper we weren't-"

"Why are you here ?" Jasper glared and you moved around the table to join his side.

"Jaz, honey, calm down alright ? They were not going to do anything." You bit the inside of your cheek as your husband leaned into your touch.

"If he is my uncle Jasper then are you the problematic mean girl ?" Renesmee asked and you turned to her in confusion.

"I'm sorry ?" You replied.

"Y/n was anything but problematic." The ex-soldier stepped in and Edward glared at him.

"She made you run away from us ! We're literally your family !" The golden brunet replied and you looked down, it was the same thing all over again.

"If you all weren't that awful with her I would have never proposed her to run away with me. You all were blantly rude and totally ignored her discomfort, you made her question her whole being from her personality to her way of dressing, I had to spent years, YEARS, to help her regain her confidence again do you know how helpless I felt ? Listening to the love of my life criyng herself to sleep without being able to make her feel better because it would have just creat her some fake happiness ? Do you know how I felt when no one of you even tried to befriend her while alml of you sacrified your life plenty of times for Bella while she was just human ?! You disregarded my feelings and thought only because you were selfish enough to think that I only belonged with you. You made me run away from you." Jasper revealed with venom as his eyes darkened and the room fell silent.

"Jasper we're so sorry..." Alice's voice was small as she took a step foward and you felt Jasper hold tighten around your waist.

"The day Y/n arrived at school I- I saw you both together. And you were happy. But the rest of us weren't. And then I saw you both running away and I thought- I thought that Y/n somehow turned you against us. I saw us fighting over her I thought- I thought that she would break us apart somehow and..." Alice trailed off and you frowned slightly at the realization.

"You didn't want to lose your best friend and brother..." You finished silently and everyone turned to you.

"I know how that feels." You chuckled bitterly before moving away from Jasper's hold.

"Jasper was the first person you ever considerated family, you both spent years together before finding the rest of your family. Even I could see the close bond between you two. Between you all." You smiled softly, disappearing in the kitchen before coming back with a letter.

"I understand why you did what you did. You could have probably be less harsh sure, but I understand. And I forgive you. Not because I know that Jasper would never forgive you if I don't but because I genuinly forgive you all." You put the letter on the table and everyone awwed at your kindness.

"We got your letter Rosalie. At first I didn't believe that you would be the first one apologizing, after all you were probably the scariest, but your words really had an effect on me." You told and the blond godess smiled.

She sent you this letter over four years ago, you didn't knew how the letter actually got delivered at your house but when you received this letter, you and Jasper just had marry and it was probably one of the best wedding gift ever.

After that everyone was now in the living room, catching up with each other. Jasper was still a little bit tense, his family understood why, but you didn't pay attention to it and continued to smile, offering them a cup of blood you had in your fridge in case Jasper had an emergency. You learned about Bella's pregnancy and the whole half-human, half-vampire baby war while the Cullens learned how Jasper made a lot of improvement being around humans.

"We're very sorry for the way we treated you before Y/n." Esme apologized one last time and you shrugged it off.

"Please forget it, the past is the past and we have plenty of years ahead of us." You joked and they all smiled.

"Are you planning on being turned by the way ?" Bella asked you and shook your head causing a few of them to rose their eyes.

"I'm waiting until I'm atleast 25 years old. I want to enjoy my youth as much as possible without passing like a weird girl being married to a twenty year old librarian. But until then I'm just fine while being human." You announced and the rest of the Cullen nodded in understanding while you poured Renesmee some apple juice in a tea cup.

"I still can't believe we thought you were bad..." Emmett muttered and they all shared an awkward laugh while you brusted in a fit of giggle.

"It's okay really. And it got me some times alone with Jaz for a while." You replied and your lover passed his arms around your waist, resting her chin on your shoulder.

Then a loud gasp was heard.

"ENGAGED OR MARRIED ALREADY ?" Alice rushed to your side, grabbing yours and Jasper's hand quickly and the rest of the family widened their eyes.

"Engaged. Y/n forced me to wait until all of us will get along again. She wanted my family to attend the wedding as much as hers." Jasper kissed you cheek and you chuckled leaning into his touch.

"Bless that girl, I hope you didn't expected to have you wedding without me." Alice playfully glared and everyone laughed.

If someone would have told you five years ago that you were getting along with Jasper's family you would have give them a big sad smile with an 'I wish' for answer. Now you couldn't wait for the awaiting future with your new family.

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