#tell me to draw aro volturi my beloved

[archoniluthradanar]

It's all in the Costume

It's all in the Costume : a poly!Volturi kings one-shot

Response to a request from @iloveslasher

Warning for four-way smut, 18 yo+ please.

You are the mate of a trio of very powerful vampire kings who co-rule the vampire world with an iron fist. To them though, you are their beloved human mate, the one who joined with them a year ago, willing and unafraid. Why would you fear them, when you love all three with all your heart.

They allowed you to remain human, but will soon discuss the need for you to accept the change. They love and care about you, and know your vulnerability as a mortal. They never wish to see you harmed in any way.

One day, you were in your room trying on your costume for an upcoming science fiction convention being held in Rome. You'd specially ordered the entire costume, your mates never denying you anything where money was concerned. You tried on the red satin dress with a full skirt that ended just below your butt. There was an overlay of black velvet that gave you small flairs hanging behind you, sure to draw attention to your backside when you walked. The finishing touch was a "Dracula" collar that wasn't attached to the dress, leaving your shoulders bare.

You pulled on a pair of black silk stockings that reached mid-thigh and tied to a garter belt with thin, nearly invisible garters. The length of the skirt and the height of the stockings left a few inches of bare skin showing. Lastly, you slipped into a pair of stiletto black heels. Your costume was complete. Only your hair and make up would need to be done on the day of the convention.

You twirled in front of the mirror, feeling very much like a gothic vampire. You needed to get into character though and had no one to play off. Maybe Felix would allow you to practice with him.

You were deep in thought while looking in your full length mirror, when you noticed the reflections of your mates standing behind you.

You turn to face them, then go to each to give them a welcoming kiss. "Good morning. Why are you here, Aro?"

"Do we need a reason to come visit our mate? We thought to see how you are, and find you dressed in..." He waves his hand up and down in front of you. "...this."

"I'm going to attend a science fiction convention in Rome Saturday with Felix as my guard." You smile at all three of your mates. "I'm a Gothic vampire," you explain cheerily.

"Who said you could attend this...convention, and in Rome?" Caius demanded. "We should be accompanying you."

You walk over to the blonde vampire and play with his shirt collar., kissing his cheek "Love, you would not enjoy yourself. In fact, I'm sure you would all hate it. Please, my darlings, Felix will be going with me, and he will protect me. He won't even need a costume. Anyone looking at him will think he's something...alien. He won't even have to wear contacts."

Noticing the sudden silence, you see all three of your mates looking over your costume, with the satin and lace dress barely holding in your breasts, and with the very, very short skirt and the thigh-high stockings that leave a few inches of bare thigh showing.

Aro tsks as he examines your outfit. "This is unsuitable clothing for the mate of the Volturi masters." His words don't match his reactions. You see him clenching and unclenching one hand. His eyes are dark crimson, telling you he does not disapprove of your appearance at all.

Marcus moves around you as if inspecting a prize horse. You follow him, turning with him until he stops in front of you, his eyes looking at you appreciatively. "It is a charming costume, my dear, " he says, his eyes darkening. Marcus is feeling sexually needy, but he is less inclined to show his need as overtly than either Aro or Caius.

You notice Caius staring at you, unblinking, his eyes having darkened to a deeper red.

"Is something wrong, my love?" you ask him.

His eyes rake up and down your body. He's made no secret of his desire lately to bed with you, but Aro has kept you busy with administrative tasks he allows you to work on around the castle to keep you from getting bored. Caius reaches down while you're trying to sway him, his hand caressing the skin bared by the short dress.

"The dress suits you, amore mio." Caius' actual goal is to remove it from you, and take you with all the pent-up passion built up over the past week.

Their passionate need for you is not hidden. Aro comes over to slip his arm around your waist. He gives you an all too innocent kiss on your cheek. Caius, on the other hand, stands on your other side and places his hand on the back of your neck, pulling you closer to kiss you with a desire that imparts his message. He wants you beneath him, his hard cock buried inside you while he teases your neck with his sharp teeth.

You look at all three of your mates. They have never taken you to bed as a group. Always, you spent time with each alone. The very idea of a foursome is already making you wet.

You need no words to tell your mates what you want.

You walk over to Aro and nuzzle his neck, the cold of his skin pleasant against your flushed skin. While you kiss him, your hands begin to unbutton his shirt, fingertips running down his chest, before you pull it off him and let it fall to the floor. When you pull back, you see his irises are black as night.

While Aro kicks off his shoes and socks, you move to Marcus, who has not budged at all. You offer him your lips which he takes with his in a passionate kiss. Your hands immediately divest him of his shirt as well. You feel his cool hands slide up and down your back. Turning away from him, you teasingly bend over to pick up both shirts and lay them on a chair. His eyes are now as black as Aro's.

Facing Caius, who has surprisingly proven to be more patient than usual, he pulls you to him with both arms, trapping you within his embrace. His mouth captures yours, sucking your breath inside his mouth. The soft noises you make spur him on, until he hears a protesting Aro.

"You may not keep our mate to yourself, brother, if she is willing to have us all." He holds out his hand to you and leads you to the massive bed the masters ordered for you on your arrival here a year ago. Up to now, you only ever shared it with one of your mates. Now it was going to be used for what it was built. You smile to think that it could be true.

"Caius, you prevented me from removing your shirt." You proceed to unbutton it, kissing his chest after each button is opened. "Kneel in front of me." Your eyes tell him its not a request. A smile slowly forms on his face as he complies with your command. Without warning, you place a shoe on his right shoulder and push backwards. He was unprepared for this and falls on his butt. He can see up the length of your legs and beneath the skirt, noticing the dampness on your red satin panties. The scent of your arousal wafts to him, causing his eyes to narrow in desire.

"Take them off," you tell him. You extend a leg whereupon Caius removes your heel and tosses it across the room. You repeat with your other leg, his hands removing that shoe and tossing it aside. This time he kisses the top of your foot before releasing it.

You turn to Aro, holding out your hands to him, your eyes demanding he come to you. When he does, you tell him to kneel and remove your left stocking. While he undoes the garter clip, you see Marcus standing to the side, jealousy written on his usually passive face. You wait until Aro has rolled your stocking down and off your leg.

Without a word, you step over to Marcus who knows what to do. He releases the garter clip and rolls the other stocking down while placing a kiss or two on your now bare leg, inhaling your sweet arousal. He takes the stocking and throws it over his shoulder. Placing his hands on your waist, he kisses your neck, grazing your skin with his teeth. You proceed to unbutton his shirt, and once it's open, you lick and suck on his nipples. Marcus throws his head back and groans, then tears his shirt off himself.

All your mates are nearly naked except for their black dress slacks. You have only the collar and short dress on. You reach up and remove the pointed collar. While all three men stare at you, you untie the bodice of the dress and let it all slide down your body to the floor. You're now clad only in your red satin panties with the garter belt.

Walking back to the bed, you crawl across the mattress, giving all your mates a tempting view of your rear. You lie back on a couple of stacked pillows to allow yourself to see everything. Caius is the first to approach the bed, with Aro and Marcus close behind. The three vampires join you, their hands caressing your bare legs, arms and torso.

Marcus lies on your left while Aro lies on your right. Caius is at your feet, his lips moving up your legs, kissing your warm flesh. When he reaches the center of your body, he takes off the garter belt and slips his fingers into your panties, pulling them off. You help by raising your hips off the bed briefly. You are fully exposed to your mate, who moves closer to your mound, inhaling deeply.

All you see now are three horny vampires with eyes black with desire and all hungry for you. When you feel a cold tongue slide between your lower lips, you arch your back and gasp. Aro leans over you and kisses you, his tongue between your lips since it is too dangerous for you to use your tongue in this manner. Marcus leans over your body, one hand caressing your far breast while his mouth carefully laps and suckles at the breast nearest him.

You twist your body in need, your senses beginning to become overwhelmed by what your mates are doing to you.

Caius has you so close to an orgasm, all you can do is breathe hard and whimper. "God, Caius, don't stop. I'm...so close." While he laps at both sides of your inner lips and sucks the hard bud of your clit, you feel him slide two fingers into your wet core, thrusting them in and out while his tongue continues its torture.

Finally, you cry out his name, your hips unable to stop moving while your inner muscles clamp on his invading fingers. You collapse back on the bed, your heart pounding in your chest. You reach up your hands to entangle themselves in Aro's and Marcus's hair.

Caius is about move to your side when you say, "Pants off!" Marcus moves the fastest and you grab his arm. In a low whisper, you order him to take you. "Fuck me, Marcus. Caius has prepared me for you. Now!" He needs no prodding, and positions himself over your body, then plunges into you, taking your breath away. He usually likes to get you used to his size, but not this time. He fills you completely, thrusting deeply.

You wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him down whenever he starts to rise off you. Aro kisses you, knowing he will be next. You feel Caius' cold hands kneading your breasts and arch your back into them.

An orgasm slams through you just as Marcus fills you with his cold seed. He is careful not to let his full weight on you, then rolls off you, his hand on your stomach while he lies next to you.

With other ideas, Aro lies on your other side, and pulls you on top of him. He brings your legs on either side of his hips, poking at your core with his hard and eager cock.

"Brother!" Caius protests angrily at being usurped. You reach out to touch his thigh, then wrap your hand around his cock, and begin to stroke it with a steady rhythm, tightening your grasp. He thrusts his hips forward into your hand and hisses with every other stroke.

You rise and fall over Aro, taking him into you as deeply as possible. When you start to circle your hips around, Aro's hands grip them, guiding them, rolling them while he thrusts upward, closing his eyes.

Feeling left out, Marcus moves behind you and slipping his fingers into your wet cunt, uses it as lubricant to push a long slender finger into your back hole while Aro fucks your cunt. You gasp and move your hips forward, until Marcus' finger slips out of you. Feeling empty, you push back against him and let him excite you as he wishes.

You pant loudly when Aro's cock causes you to climax hard, his thrusts only stopping when he cums inside you. "Miei dei, amore!" he cries out, before smiling up at you, opening his eyes to enjoy your pleasure expression, as he calls it.

He has barely moved from under you when Caius takes his place, pulling you back atop him. He thrusts in hard, his hands caressing your breasts.

Marcus slides up the bed to your left while you ride Caius, rubbing your back until he can tell you're about to climax again. Your hands press on Caius' chest, your nails unable to dig into his hard marble-like flesh. You cry out once before collapsing on your blonde mate, feeling him cum, his cold emission filling you.

The four of you finally rest, although your mates are fine. They know they can tire you out when you enjoy sex with them. This was more intense for you, and they assume you need rest, then perhaps a hot shower later to relax you.

You ask each of your mates to kiss you, telling them how much you love them. Each in turn whispers in your ear that they will love and adore you forever. Caius dresses and runs to the kitchen to get you a pot of hot tea. Aro cleans you up with a wet towel, while Marcus collects your scattered clothing, knowing you will still want to go to Rome Saturday.

oooooooooo

Saturday arrives, and you're dressed in your sexy Gothic Vampire costume, surrounded by three handsome vampires attired in their battle dress. No one at the convention knows these are real vampires, but they make such a fascinating foursome, many con goers ask to have their pictures taken with the Volturi masters and their human mate.

You laugh happily when Aro agrees to the first request, enjoying the sudden fame. Caius scowls until a pair of pretty young girls stands on either side of him, asking for a picture to be taken by a friend. He smirks and agrees, his arms draping around their shoulders, ignoring the smell of their rich blood.

Even Marcus is finding he has his fair share of admirers. This is very unlike anything he has ever experienced, but when he looks to you and sees you smile and wink at him, he acquiesces and allows costumed fans to have pictures taken with him.

You turn to Aro at some point and warn him, "Do not tell Felix we had fun, or he will hate me forever." Then you grin at him, flashing your fangs, causing Aro to roll his eyes. "Really, my dear?"

The End

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[lulupen2023]

Barty Crouch Jr/Aro Volturi Harry Potter/Twilight crossover part II (II)/III (II)

aww thanks for liking it, once it's concluded I'll also post the mini sequels ;) Summary:

Barty Crouch Junior's (somewhat horrifying) fate seems to have already been written… or maybe not? What if there was someone who has other plans for him?

Summary of the chapter: Son and father face each other, then it's carnaage time and Barty displays his new power ;P

warning: this is a dark story, 'Evil Wins' style, in this chapter at some point there will be a massacre and you may not agree with some victims that I have chosen, but I had to look at the whole story from Barty CJ’s perspective >;P

II (II): Hello, father!  

Meanwhile Aro, Jane, Alec and a large group of other followers, who until then had mingled with the participants without drawing attention, revealed their presence.

General panic ensued in the whole tribunal.

Dumbledore was the only one quick enough to apparate, taking Potter with him.

Aro immediately rushed towards Moody, he had a long unfinished business with him.

"Stay away from me, you filthy creature!" snarled the Auror, about to cast a SectumSempra against him as it could behead him, but the millennial vampire was far quicker than him, snatching his wand from his hand and breaking it in front of his eyes… at least in front of the only normal one left.

"Fourteen years ago you prevented my puppy from escaping and put him in jail. This is not something I can forgive you," Aro said phlegmatically, before biting his neck with blind fury.  

The others were busy as well and the now eternally young Barty would soon join the party, but first he had a priority.

“You, wretch, what the hell have you done? What have you become? " the judge rose from his chair, backing away.

He didn't even try to ask for help, he knew that no one would save him, everyone was too busy trying to fight for their own survival.

Yet the hellish thing that looked like his son didn't seem to be in a hurry.

"Aren't you happy for me, dad ?" he said that last word with all possible sarcasm. "I finally have one thing that you don't even know what it means: a family."

"Don’t talk like that!" the old man shouted.

"Oh, shouldn’t I? Isn't it only  your fault what is happening? Think about it, it would have taken so little: playing with me sometimes when I asked you as a child, come and see at least one of my Quidditch matches, I was quite good, you know? Or tell me at least a 'Very good, son, I'm proud of you' with all the O.W.L.s I have obtained with so much study, commitment and self-sacrifice, those values that are so important to you ... "

" Barty, I ... "the other tried to answer, with broken voice.

“You were never there, but someone else was and oooooh, He gave me so much, He made me feel accepted, valued, appreciated. My Dark Lord is the father I never had and much, so much more, ” the vampire hurt him, more than he could have done later.

"But to put your work first, that's why you were always there, to send your son to Azkaban , have him tormented by the Dementors ..."

"But I also saved you!" his father raised his voice, regaining a certain grit.

Barty laughed contemptuously.

"You?! No, my mother saved me, my beloved mother whom you almost killed with your decisions, giving her  heartbreak, you only allowed her to fulfill the last wish of the few remaining days of her life. And then how were you going to save me? Imprisoning me for years in my own house, driving me mad with loneliness, beyond the few moments that you allowed Winki to visit me, leaving me still, silent and invisible to everyone, depriving me of everything but breathing to spend the time? " he accused him, before drawing out the wand he had kept well hidden. " Crucio ."

It was only a whisper, but that was enough for the old man to fall to the ground, suffering the most excruciating pain.

"I'm still a Death Eater, let me have some old-fashioned fun first," he explained, continuing the torture. "CRUCIO."

The intensity increased, as did the poor man's cries, which soon tired his executioner.

He raised his wand, ending the curse, then lifted his father, with one hand, holding him by the neck, without his feet touching the floor.

“You know, father, this new me has a very special power: I can know the greatest fear of my victims, I just need to look at them. And now I know that yours is that your son would never be able to forgive you. " he revealed, running his tongue over his sharp canines.

The old wizard nodded desperately, panic stricken.

"Draw your own conclusions!" he growled, before sinking his fangs into his neck, draining him in a few minutes, and then tossing the corpse to the ground.

"How do you feel, puppy?" Aro hugged him from behind.

He had been watching him for a while.

"Avenged." Barty grinned, turning to kiss him. "And I owe all of this to you."

"I couldn't have made a more worthy addition to our family." his Sire smiled, taking out a handkerchief to wipe all the blood from his face.

He could have licked it directly but he was still a lover of bon ton and some things needed the proper privacy.

"In the meantime, I took care of a couple of business with the one who has hindered you and also with the one who has been a spy, something so vile and deplorable ... and guess what? His blood tasted too much of vodka!" Aro made him laugh.

Meanwhile Barty had also caught the first reference.

"I would have liked to see you drinking that bloody Auror, I'm just sorry I couldn't figure out what his greatest fear was... maybe losing the other good eye too!" he laughed with Aro.

“What do you say, puppy? Shall we go and let you experience your power a little more? "

Barty nodded, thrilled.

So he discovered that a Minister of Magic was afraid of water, he just had to throw an Aguamenti and he had the feeling of drowning, another was terrified by the flames, he just needed to create a fiery circle with a Incendio spell and his victim panicked so much he ended among the flames. Another had a phobia of snakes, with a simple Accio Barty turned his nightmare into reality.

Now that he had discovered a new way to kill, Barty felt more excited than a child in a toy store.

And Aro perhaps did more than him.

"With you, Barty, I will be able to discover the Cullens’ weaknesses or fight any other enemy clan, what a precious treasure I’ve collected this time!" he smiled through toothy teeth, including his pointy canines, before kissing him.

Jane and Alec joined them too.

"That horrible woman all dressed in pink looked so sour and instead her blood was as sweet as honey," the vampiress commented, licking her fingers with the last remnants. "That journalist instead ... I was expecting something more succulent, instead she had an almost tasteless blood."

"Like her articles that she swelled out of proportion, but which actually were just thin air!" Barty made her smile.

But she would smile at him for whatever he said to her. Now that he was one of them and she had seen his new power, mixed with his dark magic, she was even more attracted to him, even though she knew very well what her limits were.

"Sister, I don't understand your obsession with such elderly victims!" Alec snorted. "I found myself a pretty good young boy, his blood so full of promises and hopes ... now gone!" he laughed cruelly, casting one last glance at his victim.

Looking in the same direction Barty realized who it was.

"As far as I know, he had become my father's protégé ..." he said, with a certain melancholy tone.

Aro took his face in his hands to make him look at him.

"Don’t think about it. Now you are my protégé. " he murmured, stroking his hair.

Barty recovered from that small moment of weakness as soon as he saw who was left of the few survivors: Cornelius Fudge was crawling among the corpses, trying to get out of there.

The Death Eater stepped in front of him, but looking at him he figured out that he shouldn't have done anything to him.

He curled up to him, putting his lips to his ear.

"Oh yes, the Dark Lord is among us again, more alive and powerful than ever, I’m going to let you live only so that He can take care of you directly when He comes to get you, soon ... and you will regret that I didn’t kill you now." he whispered, leaving him shivering, gone as white as a sheet.

Aro pulled Barty to himself.

“Come on, puppy, let's get out of here, it's time to get your wand back. “ he filled him with expectations. 

“Thanks to the spell you created to disguise us, no one will notice that we shine when we’re hit by the rays of the sun,” Alec told him; that was his way of complimenting him and Barty just nodded.

"And anyway, after picking your wand, we will be headed to a place that hasn’t seen the sun for a long time, even if I don't jump for joy to go back through those dirty, damp and ratty corridors." Jane rolled her ruby eyes.

"We're going to free quite a few people, which your Dark Lord will certainly be happy about." Alec informed him.

Barty turned to Aro.

"Are we really going to get all the prisoners out of Azkaban ?" he asked, thinking mainly of his friend and rival who had been there for years.

"Of course, a little surprise that I allowed myself to plan for Voldemort, he doesn't expect it," Aro winked at him. "Other vampires have already gone there, led by Marcus and Caius, but an extra hand never hurts."

Barty nodded, but then frowned.

Aro didn’t even have to establish a contact with him, he had already guessed what was troubling him.

“You will see him again, I promise you. Just not right now. Once we’re done in Azkaban you will come with me to Volterra , I have some unfinished business. But you can believe me, Barty, you are not leaving Hogwarts forever, nor are you leaving Him. " he heartened him.

"Aro?"

"Yes, puppy?"

"I don't think I've thanked you enough yet."

The millennial vampire smiled at him winking.

"In Volterra we will have plenty of time for that too and certainly not on a squalid cot!"

TBC

Yes because they have won, there will be another chapter, because my beloved Barty deserves it to see his Dark Lord (a certain Dark Witch will see him long before him, but oh well, that's the way it has to go ^^ ') ... and then a little more needs to be explained;) The father-son comparison is the moment that was most exciting to write, I hope you enjoyed it. As for the victims, aside from Moody and Barty CS who were the ones reported, the other hints referred to Igor Karkarof, Dolores Umbridge, Rita Skeeter and Percy Weasley (and I love Percy, really, without a doubt my favorite Weasley ... but I'm sorry, I love Barty much more!) ... three Ministers of magic with their related phobias (by the way, do you like Barty's power?;)) instead they are totally random XD

Feel free to tell me whatever you want, but, pleease, do. Like I said before, I assure you that in other areas I can also write about a much fluffier Barty XD Lu

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[americancowgirl19]

Puppet Master

Summary: Riley Biers, king from the shadows.

Warnings: angst, fluff, vampire mob shit

Reader: Female Vampire Reader

Pairings: Riley Biers x Female Vampire Reader

Word Count: 2,310

A/n: @fyeahtaylorp

Masterlist

“And what do we have here?” Aro questions, tilting his head as Felix forces the vampire he, Demetri, Jane and Alec brought back from America.

“This is one of the two vampires responsible for the newborn army in the Cullen territory, Master.” Jane tells him. “The other was torn apart and burned.”

Aro steps forward and places his hands on the American vampire. He struggles but is unable to escape Felix’s grip. Aro reads his mind. He sees his life, his death and his ‘resurrection’. He pays particular attention to the part in his memories where the Cullen boy, Edward, told the guards about this boy being his daughters mate.

“I see,” Aro whispers, pulling from him. As far as he could tell this vampire had no ability other than the fact that he is easily manipulated. For millenniums he had hoped that when his daughter finds her match they would be as useful as she is. The fact that he’s one step away from being useless is a disappointment.

His first instinct is to kill Riley before his beloved daughter ever finds him. Then, perhaps, he could find a suitable match and have Chelsea bond them together. Unfortunately, for him, the plan is just a passing thought as not even two seconds later the woman in question struts into the room.

Riley instantly senses you. He struggles even more in Felix’s grip until he can see you. Even though you’re barely in the corner of his eye, it’s enough to settle him.

“I wasn’t informed a trial was in session,” You state, your voice sounding as smooth as honey. Riley craved to hear it once more.

“Ah, my darling,” Aro greets, smiling brightly at you. You return the smile, albeit a more reserved one, as you walk to his side. “They have just returned from their mission and brought back the one responsible for all the trouble,”

“I see that,” You mutter, your eyes not sparing your friends a single glance. You stare at the kneeling man as he stares back at you. “Have you come to a verdict?” You question. Aro’s calculating eyes stare are you.

“He created a newborn army, caused quite the eruption.” Aro tells you. Your head turns to him. It only takes one look for you to catch onto what was going on.

You love your father as he loves you. The two of you worked hard to build this coven. As much as you loved him, you weren’t naïve. You knew your father’s thirst for power. You knew he would do anything to gain an inch, even if it meant hurting the ones he claimed to love.

You also knew him like the back of your hand. You didn’t need to be a mind reader to know what he was thinking. Even if it had only been a few minutes since you walked into the room, you could already sense the tie binding you to this new vampire. A tie that Aro knew about. You assume, by the look in Aro’s eyes, that this vampire has no ability to please Aro.

Only vampires that were useful to Aro’s ultimate plan survived breaking the law. The only reason he’s still alive is because of the connecting tie to you. Still, you knew that wouldn’t have been enough to save him had you not arrived. 

“Well, I’ve been paying attention to the human news. I haven’t seen a single report about some demonic creature tearing apart a city in America. That means the vampire secret is still a secret.” You tell him. Aro’s lips tighten, his eyes trained on you.

You walk toward the kneeling vampire, unable to help yourself you comb your fingers through his hair enjoying how his eyes close briefly to enjoy the contact. You don’t stop walking, you pace around Felix as you continue with your second point.

“Has he had any dealings with the Children of the Moon?” You question. 

Aro shakes his head hesitantly. A pleased, yet cocky, grin lifts across your face.

 “He hasn’t exposed our secret to any human, unlike your precious Edward Cullen. He also hasn’t hunted in Volterra, that I’m certain of.” You mutter, knowing that your friends had brought him straight to the castle. “He hasn’t been a false witness to any other crime. Any immortal children?” You ask, your eyes glancing to your father as you pause by the twins.

“No,” Aro says lowly. You stare into your father’s eyes wonder if he wanted you to continue or if he was done pretending to be in charge. He remains silent prompting you to continue.

“Yes, he has caused some attention with his hunting habits,” You concede. You slowly move back toward Aro. “and yes his newborns made a mess of things. However, all the newborns are now gone and his hunting's in the future will be more... discrete,” You promise him.

“The Volturi do not offer second chances,” Caius growls from his throne. Your eyes roll as you turn toward him.

“Oh, do shut up Caius or I will have you punished for the town you drained in 1305,” You snapped, glaring at him. You and Caius spend a few moments staring each other down. A stare down you inevitably win. A small surge of pride runs through you when Caius averts his gaze.

Turning your gaze, you look back at your father. You continue to step closer to him until your just about toe-to-toe. You’re posture is relaxed but your gaze is challenging. You dare him to go against you.

“So, let me get this straight you want to kill him for a law that has been broken by everyone in this castle at least once?” You ask. “I just don’t see how that’s necessary,” You hum.

“Perhaps you’re right,” Aro states.

“Perhaps,” You hum condescendingly. “Felix, let him go.” You order. The brutish vampire releases Riley. You hold your hand out as you continue to stare at your father. Riley looks around him as he slowly stands up. Slowly, he takes your hand. “Though, is suppose to make up for his transgressions he can have a place on the guard,”

“A marvelous idea,” Aro nods. You hum, taking your gaze off of him. You send a smirk to Caius before pulling Riley out of the room.

“What’s going on?” Riley askes you quietly. You don’t answer.

You take him to your part of the castle and into your private quarters. It’s one of the largest rooms in the castle. It certainly impresses Riley.

“Make yourself at home,” You tell him, closing the door behind the pair of you. Riley turns to you after observing the room.

“What the fuck is going on?” Riley asks.

“Before I tell you my story,” You say taking a seat by the table. “Why don’t you tell me yours? It’ll be easier that way,”

You waited for Riley to begin. You understood his hesitance. When he did begin, you soaked up every detail. You managed to bite back multiple growls at every mention of this bitch Victoria. You didn’t know whether to be happy or annoyed that she’s already dead. You honestly would have liked the pleasure of killing her yourself.

“Well, I can tell you for certain that Edward was right. Victoria was using you. She wasn’t your mate.” Riley sits down in the adjacent seat.  “You weren’t anything more than a means to an end,” You tell him.

“What is this place?” He asks, looking at you. “What am I doing here?”

“This is Volterra, Italy. You are in the Volturi castle. We are the strongest and largest coven of vampires. The vampire world, like the humans, have laws. We’re the coven that enforces them.”

“And I broke your laws,” Riley states.

“Some minor ones,” You shrug. “You did nothing that nobody else in this coven has done,” You assure him. Riley frowns his eyebrows and you sigh. “Think of us as... the vampiric mob.” You smirk. With that explanation, everything starts to click for Riley. “Every vampire here serves a purpose because every vampire here - well, almost every vampire has some sort of ability. Like Edward with the mind reading and Jane with the torture,” Riley nods keeping up with you so far. “If you have value to the coven, you live. If you don’t, you die.”

“And what is my value?” Riley asks. You press your lips together.

“I’m your true mate,” You tell him not wanting to beat around the bushes. “You’re still alive simply because I want you to be.” Riley’s eyes widen a fraction. 

“You’re my mate?” Riley whispers. You nod, gently holding his face in your hand.

“And I have waited for you for over three thousand years,” You tell him.

“You’re-... What?” Riley asks. You grin laughing at his astonished look.

“I had lost faith that you would come,” You whisper to him. “I figured after all the lives I took and destroyed that I wouldn’t ever find you. I figured you had lived a human life and died long ago without me ever knowing. I never believed I was worthy of you but here you are,” By the end your sentence you had moved even closer to him. “And I will destroy this entire coven, my father included, before I allow one of them to harm you.” You promise.

“Three thousand years?” Riley whispers. You laugh kissing his cheek.

“I hope you’re into older women,” You whisper in his ear before leaning back in your seat. Riley’s quick to grab your hand before you can withdraw from him completely. You smile, interlocking your fingers with his.

“You’re father’s in this coven?” Riley suddenly asks.

“Aro,” You tell him. “He can read every thought in your mind with a single touch,” You explain. Riley instantly pictures him. “He would have had you killed had I not shown up,” You mention.

“Can you read minds too?” He asks. You smirk.

“My gift’s a little deadlier than mere mind reading,” You tell him. Riley raises his eyebrows obviously wanting to know. “I can kill everyone in this castle at the same time without lifting a finger or blinking an eye,”

“How?”

“Molecular combustion,” You tell him. “I can speed up the molecules in your body until you just burst. I can do it so fast you won’t feel a thing or I can draw it out,” Riley winces. “So, as you can see, if I want something, I get it,” You wink at him.

“What do you do here?”

“Destroy problematic vampires,” You answer shortly. “My father, along with Marcus and Caius, run the coven. I’m not into politics or power all that much. I have enough to make me happy. I have more power sitting in the background than I would on the front lines,”

“How so?”

“Fear,” You smirk. “Everyone here is afraid of me, with good reason. I’ve killed some of my fathers prized possessions more than once. It’s why the twins make such an effort to befriend me. I’ve also sped up Caius’s molecular structure enough to cause severe pain for a month straight after he pissed me off one time. They can’t control me. They can rule the coven all they wish but if I want something all I have to do is take it. It brings me great joy to watch the oh so powerful Kings of Volterra shudder in fear at the sight of me and stand by helplessly while I take what I want. Stomping on their ego is always satisfying.”

“So, even though I have no power, I will be apart of this coven?” Riley asks.

“Yes,” You nod. Riley slowly smirks.

“And since you truly hold all the power, does that make me the second most powerful vampire?” Riley arches his eyebrows. You chuckle winking at him.

“Now you’re getting the hang of it,” Riley smirks broadly. “You spent the last year being that red headed whore’s puppet but now you’ll spend the rest of your immortal existence playing puppet master with the strongest coven, hell the entire vampiric race as your puppets” You tell him.

Riley imagines his future with this kind of power. You stand up and walk behind him. Your arms circle around him and rub his chest. Your head nuzzles into his neck, your teeth nipping at his marble skin.

“Anything you want, my love, I will be sure to give it to you,” You promise him.

“Your father is the king of Volterra... but if we control him then...” You hum biting his ear seductively. 

“You catch on quickly, my dear” You whisper to him. In a flash, you come in front of him and straddle his waist. His hands instantly grab your hips. “Rule from the shadows,” You tell him. “Wil Aro, Marcus and Caius as a front all opposers and enemies will target them instead of us,”

“Surely vampires know of your power, wouldn’t they be able to figure it out?” Riley asks.

“When I use my power, I never leave witnesses outside of this coven,” You tell him. “There are only three people outside of this coven that know of my power. Edward Cullen, Carlisle Cullen, and Alice Cullen. Should word spread, I made sure they knew what I would do to those they love,” Riley smirks holding you close to him.

“Rule from the shadows, all the power we want, all the benefits, hardly any risk,” Riley mutters.

“A major step up from small town Forks, don’t you think?” You ask, tilting your head.

“Well, I certainly didn’t think this is where I’d end up,” Riley admits before getting handsy with you. You smirk, dragging your nails down his chest. “Certainly glad I did though,”

“Ditto,” You whisper, pressing you lips to his unable to hold back any longer.

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Request: Heart Break (Marcus Volturi x Reader)

You were very young when taken in by Marcus, around three or four years old. It wasn’t easy for either of you, the two of you only becoming truly comfortable with one another by the time you were six. In that time, your bond had become almost unbreakable and you in particular had become very close to Marcus. For not even a second, did Marcus regret his decision of taking you in, even when things were at their worst. To be a parent was certainly a gift and the precious moments he had with you was his reward.Although everyone could tell you knew something wasn’t right with Marcus. Not that he was a vampire but instead that he seemed sad, all the time. In fact that seemed to be the major barrier between the two of you. 

“Oh my…” Marcus could help but chuckle at the mess you hair was in. The front was well done, but the back was knotted worse than it likely was when you woke up. “What on Earth happened here?” Marcus walked into the bathroom. “I couldn’t get them out!” Your tiny voice replied. “Then it was taking too long!” Marcus chuckled, you were just like Didyme. She too was never patient enough to fix her hair. It drove Sulpicia to madness that Didyme just couldn’t sit still for that sort of thing. She preferred to be outside or even reading, doing anything other than that. Didyme always had been an adventurous girl, even as a child and specks of that nature seemed to resonate in you. “Patience is key, my dear.” Marcus smiled, remembering he’d had to say the same to Didyme many times before. “Now let’s see if we can fix this, hm?” Marcus picked up the comb. “Let me know if it pulls, understand?” You nodded. Marcus was careful to separate the knotted hair to give it selective attention. Slowly and lightly pulling the comb on the ends. As he made his way up, knots he remembered many times Didyme standing in front of him. 

“Blast these things!” Didyme huffed. “No ones hair is supposed to sit like this!” Marcus chuckled. “Patience is key, my love.” Marcus hands were weaving into Didyme’s hair, removing every little pin that kept her hair in place. “I’m never letting Sulpicia touch my head again! Mark my words! She overdoes it every time!” “Nearly done…” Marcus reassured Didyme. 

Marcus’ eyes lifted to yours in the reflection. “Nearly done…” He barely managed the words out as he realised how similar the scenes were. Instead of it being an impatient Didyme, it was his impatient child’s hair he was fixing. “There. Now to smooth it out and it’ll be done.” Marcus frowned slightly, his lips moving into a tight line, doing his best not to get upset in front of you. He noticed your eyes flicker up at him through the mirror. He exhaled, doing his best to hide his heartbroken expression from you. “There, all done.” Marcus briskly left the room without another word. “Thank you…” He heard you say quietly. He kept walking, a hand covering his mouth.

No one could forget the first time you asked about Didyme. It was when Caius took you to bed one night. “Uncle Caius?” “Yes, sweetie?” Caius said quietly as he made sure you were tucked in. “Do you know why Dad is so sad sometimes?” Caius paused, looking at you. He was uncertain of how to answer since you were so young but perhaps it was better you knew rather than being kept in the dark. Caius lay down beside you and you immediately leaned into him. “A very long time ago, your father was married. Sadly, his wife passed on and sometimes he is very sad because he misses her.” “Where did she go?” “We don’t know, sweetheart. Some of us would like to think she’s now in heaven.” “Like an angel?” “Yes, my dear, a beautiful angel watching over us all, even you.” Caius smiled slightly at you. “Will dad get a new wife?” Caius looked over at you, somewhat sadly. “No, sweetheart. No, I don’t think so.”

The leaders discovered you loved to draw and it was often a pass time as well as a distraction to keep you occupied whilst they worked. Aro smiled as you ran up to him paper in hand and seconds later Alec was behind you. “Hello, little ones.” Aro’d smile gleamed as he smoothed back some hair out of your face. “What’s this?” Aro bent down to your level. “Did you do this?” Aro looked down at the drawing of a butterfly. Of course it wasn’t accurate, it was a child’s drawing. Although that didn’t make it any less sweet to look at that. Especially your grinning smile behind as you presented it. “Alec helped me colour it!” You rocked on your heels. Alec moved to Aro’s side. “That’s divine, dear ones. It’s magnifico!” Aro nodded at Alec whilst giving the two of you praise. Aro knew Alec tried his best with other children. Jane wasn’t as open to the idea. For Alec to make an attempt with you, was very promising. He always seemed to watch over you. Not quite protective, but Alec always had his eye on you - just in case you were to wander off or be hurt.

“You’re very special, you know.” Athenodora smiled at you reaching out for you. You were ten and only had more questions about everyone’s behaviour. The twins were always angry, your father always sad. Caius was and Aro could be scary at times and the other guards...none of them were the same towards other people as they were to you. Now that you were older, you couldn’t help but notice. “I am?” You asked walking into her arms. "You see, you have a gift." Athenodora said as she lifted you into her lap, prepared to do it as much as she could whilst you were still young. Then again, you had another thing coming if you thought you wouldn’t be in her lap even as an adult.  "I do?" "Yes, and it's not a gift in terms of a shield like Reneta or illusions of pain like Jane or even the ability to read ones mind. You've had it even as a baby. I can tell you about it if you like." You nodded. "Well when you were brought here, only an infant at the time, we were going to care for you. Aro, Marcus, Caius, myself and Sulpicia. You gravitated towards Marcus very quickly and soon enough we took a step back and Marcus became more of the traditional father figure. We, in turn, took a more secondary guardian position. However, it wasn't long before I discovered one of your many greatest qualities. You were attached to him because you can sense the vulnerability in people and welcome it. You appreciate it and you're the type of person people can trust themselves with. If you catch on to any void within a person's soul, you will do everything you can to fix it. That's a beautiful trait, (Y/N)." "So I'm not gifted like the twins?" "No, dear, not like them. You are gifted in your own way that's just as important as the most powerful gift. You open your heart to people and overcome any pain that comes with it."

When you became a teenager, sometimes he still had these moments of pain but now you were more equipped for them, prepared even to help him.

You found Marcus kneeling on the floor of his room. “Dad?”  “Yes little one?”  “Are you okay?” He didn’t speak but slowly nodded. “Yes.” You barely heard it and knew immediately that he wasn’t okay. “Dad, look at me please?” Marcus turned, his black eyes meeting yours with a look of heart-break. 

You immediately hurried forward crouching behind him and wrapping him in a hug. You rested your head on his shoulder. Marcus’ head lowered slightly before you felt him lift your hand and press a light kiss to the top of your hand.  “You’re very sweet.” He said quietly.  “I hate seeing you sad.” You mumbled.  “I found her necklace.” Marcus opened his palm revealing the necklace. “I thought it was gone, or that she’d lost it.”  “It’s really pretty.” You gazed down at it.  “One of many.” Marcus wore a ghost of a smile although it was drowned out by sadness. “This one had much more sentimental value to her.”  “Maybe she’d be glad that you have it and keeping it safe.” You lightly offered the comfort to him. Marcus didn’t respond. You never said her name. You didn’t know what to consider Didyme since you never knew her. You didn’t know if she was your mother and you didn’t know how much pain it would cause Marcus to hear her name, so you didn’t dare.  

You didn't know what to expect when Marcus summoned you to his room. Since that night he had been keeping to himself, still healing from a wound that happened so many years ago. "Dad?" "Hello, my dear. Come in." You closed the door behind you and moved to sit beside him on his bed. "I have something for you." He said. "You do?" Marcus nodded with a small smile before standing up and moving to his drawers across the room. He held something in his hand but you couldn't see what it was. "I've thinking about you a lot lately." You went to speak but Marcus beat you to it. "For once I haven't been worrying about you." "Then, what's wrong?" "Wrong? Nothing is wrong, my dear. I've just been thinking about all these years, watching you grow up. You remind me of my beloved Didyme." You were startled that he said her name. "You always have, even as a child. I'll admit that I once feared that about you but I began to see the gift in it." Marcus opened his hand and you saw the golden pendant in his hand. "She adored this necklace. Every time she left the castle, she wore it, even if it was just to the gardens. She had many jewels but she never had as much love for them as she did for this one." "Why that one?" You asked. Marcus cracked a smile. "It was the first one I ever gave her." Your face softened, looking down at it. "Ever since she never parted with it." Marcus took a breath. "She'd hate that was hidden away in here and quite frankly so would I. We never had children of our own blood but I know she'd have wanted to pass it down. If she was here, I'd quite frankly never hear the end of it." Marcus held out his hand. "So I'm giving it to you, our child." "Wait, what? I couldn't- it means a lot to you." You said quickly. "Because it meant a lot to her, but i know what she'd have wanted and I'd like to see it worn again." Suddenly you remembered his words. "Did you say 'our child'?" Marcus smiled. "I know she never got to meet you but...I also know she'd love you more than anything in the world. If I'm your father then she is most certainly your mother." You felt a lump in your throat, overcome with emotion.  Marcus stood up, moving behind you to place the necklace on your neck and clasp it. Finally, he moved any hair in the way. "That's better." Marcus smiled slightly and no longer could you hold back your tears. You covered your face immediately. You didn't dare even say her name after all these years but to find out Marcus considered her your mother. It was a bittersweet feeling, that only made you wish you met her even more. Yet still you were elated to know you had a mother. "I know, dear one." You heard Marcus say as he sat beside you once more. He pulled you into his chest, kissing the top of your head. "I know." He did. He knew the feeling better than anyone. Marcus wished more than anything that you'd have gotten to meet Didyme. You two were so alike after all. You looked up at him against his chest and for a brief moment he saw you as a child again, your eyes boring into his own, mouth slightly agape with wonder. "Thank you..." Your childlike voice said. "For what, little one?" Marcus asked before blinking, shunning his imagination away. "For being my dad." You were older again, tears dripping down your cheeks. "You don't need to thank me." Marcus shook his head. 

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[amara-scott]

The Nymph.

part two

Movie: Twilight

Characters: Caius x Reader

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Request by Anonymous: "They met when the Volturis passed through a forest and found her distracted and talking to some animals and thought she was human, but then they saw her using her powers and impressed, asked what she was and discovered that she is a nymph and also Caius's mate and then take her to volterra, but feel free to modify the plot."

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Caius understood that I didn't want to stay. But he didn't let me go that easily. He visited me daily, even twice a day sometimes. The spot just under my favorite oak is where we meet. We had the best view of the river.

Today he said he would come before the sun would set. Now the big flaming star starts drifting down, casting the most beautiful shades around me.

But I didn't fully pay attention to them, waiting for my love. The soft sparkling sound of the water flows by my feet as I skip down the grass right next to it.

His delicate face clouds my mind and I start to worry, the sun now kissing the horizon and slowly sinking deeper.

Not once was he late. And for the rest of the night, I sit by the oak, drifting off into a deep sleep.

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I jolt up, gasping for air and glance around. I catch my breath. Not a single sign. He did not visit last night. I frown but step up, making my way through the woods.

Neither did he visit today. Or the next day.

I start to think something must be holding him up- maybe the Volturi? Or his mind wrapped around his cold heart and he realized that I was not truly what he needed. What he was seeking all his life.

I decide to leave the comfort of my home, making my way towards the still foreign city I lived in for a couple days. Many human beings wander the streets, throwing shaded eyes at me, at my bare feet. I walk steadily but not too fast. Not to draw any more attention.

The massive buidling in front of me makes me slow down, my eyes drifitng towards the side door. They wouldn't dare to step outside in the burning sun. Their skin telling stories that all the people walking here know.

I wrap my fingers around the doorhandle, pulling it open, carefully stepping inside. I glance around, my eyes searching for anything or anyone. I walk further down, towards the big hall. A huge room decorated delicately with antique furniture.

Aro sits right there, smiling when he sets his eyes upon me. "What a pleasure, you changed your mind, I hope?" He is in front of me in the split of a second, grasping my hand before I can decline. He humms, closing his eyes and I glance around the room.

"He is not here, I would have guessed he told you himself?" I furrow my eyebrows at him, my blood turning boiling hot as I clench my hand that's in his and jank it back.

"What are you talking about, Aro?" I fold my arms, looking around once more, hoping he was just tricking me.

"He took off- to a certain Cullen Clan. He only left a note for us." He hisses their name and my eyes drift down, concentrating on the stone ground. The Cullens?

"Why don't you stay-"

"-Where do they live?" I interrupt and he smirks, shaking his head.

"So eager. I don't think I know where they settled down." I raise a brow at him, looking him square into his blood eyes.

"I am supposed to believe that?" I say, trying to sound confident. But seeing Aro's expression makes me think it didn't quite work.

"Love, you could do much greater things, you were born for a purpose. I think you can find that here- if you join us, I would be happily sending out some of my people to help you find the Cullens." He smiles innocently, as if he actually meant it. I shake my head.

"I could never-"

"-they probably saw Caius coming. Alice can see the future and he was nothing but a threat to them in the past. So why wouldn't they just snap his neck as soon as he arrives?" I blink at him, ready to throw words at him that never left my mouth before. But I can't.

"Please." Leaves my dry lips instead, the desperation clear in my voice.

He sighs, a quick glance back to Marcus, who nods at him once, slowly. "Alright- we make a deal. You get your beloved Caius and once you're back- you join us. As a full member- a vampire." I huff, knowing he meant it. I didn't know what convinced me more. Seeing Caius or making sure he is actually still alive.

"Yes." I whisper and he smiles brightly, clasping his hands togehter.

"Great, let me get you help." He hurries off, throwing the back of his cloak up to walk even faster. I just stare after him, not knowing if I just made the worst mistake. A deal with the devil. I sold my soul.

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Despite my discomfort in the castle, Aro's men were quickly back, telling us where Caius must have been. They smelled him. And I was curious if it was because he was still alive. They took me and Aro gave me one last knowing glance.

I made out a house, a beautiful modern building with lots of glass. Aro's men let me go by myself, hurrying back off towards their home.

I take slow steps up and am greeted with a smiling brunette. Her short hair fraiming her beautiful face. I can't help but smile back as she opens the door.

"You must be here for Caius. Come in." She steps aside and I remember Aro telling me about a girl named Alice. That must be her. What an extraordinary gift.

"Thank you." I mumble and she guides me towards a large room. Some people sit on couches and others stand by the big window. My eyes drift to him. "Caius." I exclaim and he looks up, jumping up to catch me as I run towards him. He holds me tightly, my nose and lips pressed to the side of his neck.

"What are you doing here?" I pull back just a bit to look i to his eyes. I couldn't lie. Not to him.

"I was worried-"

"-but how did you find me?" He searches my face, tracing his thumb gently along my cheek. I hesitate, not sure how to explain. Or if I could find another reason.

"She made a deal with Aro." My head snaps to a guy, my eyes wide. I shake my head looking back at Caius.

"What?" He lets go slowly, taking a step back.

"Not a deal that would threaten anyone. A deal that would make me find you." He frowns, his beautiful features stone cold.

"What deal?" I briefly glance at the man who blurted out my thoughts and he nods at me, assuring me to tell the truth.

"In order to help me find you, I have to join you. Join the Volturi." I say, he sighs, shaking his head at me. He pulls his lower lip between his teeth.

"That was-"

"-stupid, I know! But what did you expect? I fell for a fool who leaves without a sign. And now I am the one you can call a fool." I whisper the last part, feeling a tear roll down my cheek. I squeeze my eyes shut, forcing my tears back as I bite my lip.

"She has to become a vampire. Aro won't stop before he has what he wants. You know him better than any of us, Caius." Caius nods at the ground, not blinking. I wonder what he was thinking about.

"Edward, thank you for not abandoning me. Thank you all for giving me a chance." Caius says.

"Of course. We all deserve a second chance." A woman says, glancing at me while she talks. I sigh, knowing she is right.

"Please don't leave me again." I whisper and Caius frowns down at me and nods.

"I told you I will protect you. And I won't break my promise." I smile at him and he pulls me further into him, picking me up and kissing me before running off.

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part one | part two

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