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meiluu · 3 months

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Edward Cullen's Mate

Edward Cullen/ Afab!Reader

cw: SMUT 18+ MDNI, oral f receiving, unprotected p in v sex, edward breaks the headboard hehe, and edward is completely enamored with you.

(I need to get this out of my system, been thinking about him a lot recently...)

this was supposed to be a short drabble but i just couldn't shut up

reader pov.

Being with edward has been nothing but a beautiful and slightly chaotic ride. With finding out he wasn't human instead was a hundred something year old vampire along with the rest of his family. And then as your relationship grew as did the romance between you too, and that grew tenfold when the magnetic pull you felt for one another was because you were mates.

Fated to be together, equals, crafted for one another, you both completing one another and that never felt truer than now.

Body underneath his stony one, feverishly chilly lips leave a scorching trail of kisses from your neck to your bare chest. edward inhales your scent, and scent that didn't have him craving your blood like he was supposed to instead it calmed and aroused his body in a tantalizing mix. His eyes flick up to yours, pupils nearly completely dilated leaving behind a dark amber ring at the edge of his iris. Love and lust in his gaze has your body warming, and you knew that your gaze mimicked his.

"So beautiful. I'll never get enough of you my love." his word are spoken with nothing but truth. Leaving your shared gaze he continues his journey down your torso, soft hands caressing your hips squeezing the plump flesh before leading down your thighs to the backs of your knees. Mouth leaving behind love-bites upon your skin, each one sending jolts of heat straight to your core, evidence of your arousal staining the insides of your thighs.

Going lower with each kiss pulling your legs apart allowing him to sink further down, mouth right above where you need him most. A blush covers your cheeks and the tops of your breast, "Edward- you don't have to do that."

His gaze snaps up to you, and the sight of his head between your thighs with the full intention to bring you pleasure has you holding back a shiver. "I want to, God you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this. Can I ?" Why would you ever deny that? Nodding your head edward goes back to staring at your weeping cunt.

Hands tighten their grip on you before he's pushing them further apart and up, completely baring you to him. You watch as his mouth descends until you feel his tongue lick up from the bottom to your clit. softly wrapping the bud with his lips gently sucking on the bud, sending a shockwave of pleasure through you. A moan falls from your slightly swollen lips, seeing your obvious satisfaction edward continues his ministrations. Swirling his tongue a sucking in your clit, body lighting up in euphoria as a ball of pleasure settles into the pit of your stomach. Shaky breaths leave you as your gaze stays locked onto edward’s head, vision blurring around the edges as your mind begins to wholly submit to him.

Then his mouth is leaving your clit all too soon, but you don't have to wonder for long where he's going next. His tongue delves straight into your cunt, mouth covering the bottom half of you. Your eyes widen before rolling back into your head at the mind-numbing sensation of his tongue massaging your walls, pushing in and out of you. Then one of his hands is leaving your thighs and begins to swirl your forgotten clit between his fingers.

Your breathing is uneven breast rising and falling as you try to catch your breath. Heart racing as your body becomes so pliant and warm under his devotion. Your moans and cries of his name bounce around the room, hands going to his soft hair to tangle themselves within them, hoping to keep yourself grounded. The knot within your belly only tightens with each moment that passes. Your mind lagging behind as it gets lost within this pleasure, you realize a little late that edwards tongue has left you but his cool fingers have entered and taken the spot where his tongue once was. Curling up sweetly rubbing into your g-spot, a near-cry of pleasure leaves you at this.

The ball of pleasure that had settled within your core tightened and then you where cumming, as your cunt milked his fingers as they continued to abuse your g-spot. With your high fizzling out of you, thighs shaking with the intensity of your orgasm. Your eyes open looking down to see edward leaning his head against the one thigh he still had a grip on, fingers still buried within you and a smirk of satisfaction upon his face.

"You look so gorgeous when you cum." giving the inside of your thigh a sweet kiss before he starts to sit up, wrapping your legs around his waste. Face rising up to yours, his mouth comes down giving you a kiss that leaves you breathless. "Do you want to keep going?"

"Yes-yes, please." no shame, your words are full of need and edwards smirk brightens. "Of course my love, I am at your whim."

Reaching down taking edward by surprise, you grip his hardness, a groan leaves him at your soft hold. Lining him with your cunt you let him slowly sink into you. Your head falls further into the pillow as edward grits his teeth hoping to keep himself in control.

He stretches you out just perfectly, filling you up with no space left and your walls wrap so beautifully around him, so warm and wet and oh so welcoming to his cock. You were both made for one another as you slot together- bodies entwined with one another. "Move, Edward please." as your words leave you, he is obeying.

With near flawless movements he starts a slow yet deep pace, bottoming out to the hilt. Each thrust has you keening in utter ecstasy body lit aflame. But his pace begins to pick up speed as your cunt continues to push him to his limits by squeezing him, and with every pull out of you, your walls are trying to suck him back in. God he never knew he could feel like this, so wholly enraptured, this was his new drug and Edward knew that he would never want to part from it.

Your thighs tighten around his waist, arms leaving the bedsheets to latch onto his back. Nails digging into his stony muscle, as your head buries into his neck where his scent is strongest. Your sounds of pleasure are right by his ear, the most beautiful song he's ever heard. His arms leave your waist in favor of the headboard, harshly gripping onto the mahogany. Edward moans along with you as he tilts his pelvis down and up, kissing your g-spot with the tip of his cock. And with his pelvis hitting your clit with every thrust back into your cunt.

Your arousal leaks out staining the fronts of his thighs along with the sheets beneath you, your heady scent filling the space around you two. Edward feels the head board snap then crumble within his grasp and not a moment after that does he feel your cunt quiver as you cum, walls milking him as a gush of your arousal stains his thighs. An unfiltered moan falls from edward, completely in shock at this sensation pace becoming frenzied as he pistons into you with the sole intention to cum within your cunt. Your head has fallen back into the pillow body buzzing in overstimulation as your third orgasm nears.

"Edward-please, please, I need it." words broken up by moans as you barely get them out. Edward's body hunches over yours, hands coming down from the shattered headboard to the sheets beside your head before quickly wrapping around your body. Pulling your chest against his, a hand against the small of your back the other at the base of your head.

His body trying to get as close to you as possible, trying to bury himself within you. Cock bullying your overstimulated and weeping cunt that continues to welcome him in with every thrust, pace now rougher and faster. Each time his cock bottoms out reaching the end of you your moans are punched out of you, mind having turned to mush. Your ears are hypnotized by the heady squelching sound of your cunt along with edwards moans of pure pleasure.

Edward feels the painfully tight knot of pleasure in his pelvis snap, cock swelling as he empties himself within you, eyes closing from the heavy orgasm. That orgasm grows tenfold with you cumming again, walls milking his cock in an attempt to ring him completely dry. Slowing down his thrusts as you both come down from your highs, coming to a stop as you are both left in the aftershocks of your orgasms. Gently bringing you back down to the bedsheets, turning to the side with you still within his embrace. feeling your racing heart against his chest.

Ever so softly he begins to place chaste kisses upon your skin along with 'I love you's, soon your body is lulled into unconsciousness, as edward continues to give his worship to your body. As you rest he lays protecting and watching over you and with every moment that passes does he fall more and more in love with you.

His mate, made just for him.

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truetogaia · 7 months

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What would you guys say if I wrote some Twilight blurbs and drabbles? hrmmmm.. its twilight season after all.. and I'm only just getting into the third book... for the third time..

the aesthetic has me curling up in bed crying 🤧

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alecvolturi · 8 months

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Dual Uses of a Secretarial Desk - Felix Volturi Smut

A continuation of "Uses of a Secretarial Desk", which is Demetri focused.

Part 3 here - Ft Demetri & Felix.

Characters: Felix Volturi, a reader with female genitals. Brief Demetri.

Names used to refer to the reader: spoiled/good/sweet/darling/desperate/perfect/lovely girl & little one.

This work contains acts such as dirty talk, praise, vaginal fingering, and oral sex.

That night, after Demetri and Felix had left, you returned to your assigned quarters (unfortunately located close to BOTH Felix's and Demetri’s own) with your cheeks red from your embarrassment. An embarrassment that renewed every time you replayed the memory of Demetri’s kisses, his words, his cock, and worst, the fact it had all been a dream. A dream that Demetri, and Felix, had apparently gathered the context of, if not the content altogether. Felix’s parting words had proven that.

Sweet dreams

You could still see the smirk he’d given you, taunting and amused, and the humiliation you felt burned almost as hot as the fire still throbbing between your thighs, the heat curling low in your stomach. Huffing in irritation, both at the situation and your persistent arousal, you change into your pajamas and throw yourself into bed determined to approach tomorrow as if nothing had happened.

Demetri and Felix had manners. If you pretended it didn’t happen, surely they’d play along. It’s the gentlemanly way to handle this, you thought reassuringly to yourself, before slipping into sleep.

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The desk was unforgiving against your hip bones, hard, smooth from regular polishing, and cool to the touch. Your hands were in front of you, forearms braced flat against the wood, and your palms lay upon the subtle wood grain. Your forehead lay upon one of your forearms, your head had lowered once the effort of keeping it lifted became too much. Felix’s firm hand on the small of your back kept you bent over your secretarial desk, and your hips pressed against the edge of it.

“Relax,” he murmured, seemingly not caring whether you could hear him or whether you understood the words, muffled by your cunt as they were. The vibrations of his mouth moving against you, of his breath, created more vibrations to make your body shiver, and he used the distraction it created to slip one hand under your belly, drawing it down to join his mouth as it pressed into your pussy. You didn’t need to follow verbal instructions; the other kind would suffice.

He cupped your clit. Then he stroked the edges of your lips with his tongue. As anticipated, you let loose a strangled, ragged moan.

“No more whining now, eh? What a spoiled girl, wanting to be fucked by Demetri, and wanting to be devoured by me.” You yelped softly as his tongue ran over your folds again, breath hitching as he moaned at your taste, the sound vibrating against you just right and stimulating a sensitive spot.

“And what a sweet girl you are,” he paused to make a pointed lick starting at your clit, his wet, cool tongue dragging up to bury itself briefly inside you and his hand pinned you more firmly to the desk as you buck in response “pretty little cunt dripping so endearingly on my tongue. So sweet too, I could spend hours here.”

There was a smile in his voice now, and it sounded almost devilish.

“I bet Demetri could too.” You opened your mouth to respond, your head making a slight motion where it lay but the words died on your tongue, viciously shoved to the side and replaced by a wanton moan as Felix slid two of his fingers from his free hand inside of you, their size larger than your own and making you feel so much fuller than you could ever achieve with your own. The stretch was unbelievable, a pleasant ache that gnawed at you but without causing pain, likely helped along by his saliva and your fluids.

“There we go, little one. I know it’s not the cock you crave, but from those pretty sounds you’re making for me, I assume you’ll make do.” He curls those same fingers downward, seemingly searching for something and you think it odd as he feels so good inside you already what could-

The thought cuts off abruptly as the pads of his fingers find a spongey spot along your front wall where his fingers are curling and it’s like you’ve been electrocuted. You jerk suddenly, hips canting, the pleasure intense and unexpected, a moan ripping from your mouth as a sob. Felix makes a pleased sound, dropping a kiss to your folds, lips likely grazing his fingers steadily pumping inside you now, before his lips travel further downward to find your clit again.

His tongue laps at you teasingly, and you mewl, before his lips close around your clit, sucking, and then you’re begging.

“Please, please, oh fuck, Felix please.”

Over and over again, a desperate symphony as your eyes roll back. Sometimes it’s not Felix’s name, but Demetri’s that spills from your lips. Not that Felix seems to pay it any mind, or care. The pleasure is almost too much and somehow also not enough. That knot that’s been steadily building in your stomach, winding tighter and tighter in your lower abdomen since almost the moment Felix knelt behind you seems ready to snap and, god, you’re not sure you can handle that. The strength of it. Your hands that have been flat against the desk have curled, fingers bent and digging into the surface of the desk. If you were a vampire like the one currently making a meal of your soaked cunt, you’re sure you’d have turned the wood into dust. As it is, you feel as if you could gouge grooves into the wood's perfect surface with your fingernails.

Felix’s mouth pulls from you, and you make an undignified sound as his fingers settle into a faster pace to compensate for the loss. A loss that isn’t complete, as he now uses his mouth to speak, his words causing you to clench around his fingers and further increase the sharp pleasure burrowing itself into you.

“Look at you, squirming on my fingers. What a pretty sight you make, pleading for them to make you cum. And you will, won’t you? You’re so close, darling girl. I can feel it, my good girl.”

You’re panting, gasping for air, and fighting to keep your eyes open, the urge to close them against the onslaught of pleasure almost too much. His praise causes a tingling feeling, and your head seems pleasantly fuzzy. The squeak of your office chair shifting in front of you is a distant reminder, clouded in your preorgasmic haze, but the words that follow are clear.

“Our good girl”, Demetri drawls from his place in the chair. The chair he had claimed and placed on the other side of the desk, facing you, with the perfect view to watch your face as Felix made an effortless mess of your pussy.

You open your mouth to respond to him, to them, because, yes, yes you are. God, you’re theirs. Always, forever, and for however long they wish to keep you. You’re dragging your head up to meet Demetri’s gaze, your eyes gliding over the confident smile upon his face, when Felix seems to hit gold. His fingers thrusting and curling against that spot inside you perfectly line up with the sensation of his mouth on your clit and just as your eyes lock with the stunning red of Demetri’s, you’re gone. Lost, saved. Thrown. There’s a final, strong clench of your cunt around Felix’s fingers, almost as if to make sure they won’t leave you, before you’re clenching rhythmically, whiney gasps and hitching breaths leaving you as your eyes are again rolling back and then finally closed, clenching tightly shut in the onslaught of sensation.

“Oh, fuck. Such a beautiful sight.”

“God, you’re gripping my fingers so tightly. Next time, you’re coming on my cock, lovely girl.”

“Desperate, perfect sounds from our desperate, perfect girl.”

“There we go, pretty girl. That’s it. Let it out. Such a good girl for us.”

Two voices are speaking, overlapping praise filling your ears and you’re seeing stars behind your lids, hips moving in an attempt to milk as much as the sensation possible out of the experience and you’re-

You’re shooting upright in bed, the silken sheets tangled around your legs and your chest heaving like you’d just gone and finished a marathon.

“Fuck!”

If you’d had any hope of existing at all within the same room as them tomorrow without further embarrassing yourself and maintaining a possible semblance of normal, that dream destroyed it.

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denalilily · 4 months

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Prompt: Tanya returning to Denali after BD2 without Irina, and with Garrett in tow with Kate.

Must feel really strange/lonely for her cause she’s lost a sister and now everyone else in the coven is mated up.

"Thank you so much for hosting us, Esme. We'll be back before you know it." Tanya said softly to the other woman while hugging her.

"If there's anything you need, we'll be up there in a second." Carlisle told Tanya, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.

She smiled at the blond vampire. "Thanks, darling. We appreciate everything you've done for us." Well, not the child your coven created who brought our sister to her death.

She headed out the door, not really wanting to stay there anymore while Garrett, Kate, Carmen and Eleazar said their goodbyes to the other vampires, needing a moment, just a single moment to be alone with her thoughts.

She hadn't had a chance to talk to Kate since the confrontation ended. Was she avoiding her on purpose? Did she think talking about it with her would just make it more painful for them both?

And... then there was Garrett. Tanya was happy for her sister, but she couldn't help the sharp flash of jealousy that went through her every time Kate wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his chest. What did he know about Irina? Sure, Tanya liked the guy well enough, and she was grateful to him for saving Kate's life, but the way Kate had to be around him all the time ever since Irina's death was starting to annoy her. This was their grief. Whatever happened to sisters over misters?

Her anger had other reasons, reasons she didn't really want to admit to herself. Part of her was jealous of her sister, that she had to be the one to find her mate. Irina was dead, and now someone had taken Kate from her too. And all of this had happened in just a few days. She was too stunned to fully process it all, but felt the same familiar empty feeling in her heart as when Sasha had died.

Feelings. Were. Stupid.

The door opened, and she heard the crunch of boots on snow as her coven mates walked out. At least Eleazar and Carmen were standing at a respectful distance, but Garrett and Kate were practically glued by the sides with his arm around her waist. Tanya rolled her eyes, knowing it was going to be insufferable to be around them once they got home.

"Ready to go, Tan?" Eleazar asked her, giving her a small smile.

She arched a thin eyebrow at him playfully. "I'll race you there."

"You're on." He smirked.

She lept into a graceful jump and started gracefully dashing through the snowy forest as the landscape around her turned to a blur, almost flying to get as far away from this place as possible. Tonight she would be at a club in Fairbanks, dancing and flirting meaninglessly to numb her heart and forget everything.

#asks #new years twilight drabble #twilight fanfic #twilight oneshot #tanya denali #kate and garrett #kate x garrett #denali coven #breaking dawn #twilight #the twilight saga #twilight nye drabble

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thebullensshitposting · 5 months

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Short hair tickled her face. It was not anywhere near long enough to hang over both their faces, to create a little blanket that kept them safe from anything, to create a cocoon that could blend anything out to only be left in this moment. It was just long enough to hold onto, to tickle her and fall into her lovers eyes when the wind was blowing in the right direction.

She could only hear one of them breathing. Her lover must be too entranced by their closeness to remember to pretend to be alive. It didn't bother her, it stopped being strange to her so very long ago. The golden eyes that were examining her face also didn't bother her, they never did.

Their lips finally touch. Cold meets warm, the sheer coldness would never not surprise her. It was never unpleasant, the softness of the kisses always filled in the lack of body heat.

Their lips separate. A soft hand caresses her face, a thumb is softly dragged over her lips.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Alice," she couldn't help replying instantly. She would never grow tired of hearing her love tell her those three words, nor would she ever grow tired of saying them back.

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#the twilight saga #twilight #twilight renaissance #twilight renessaince #alice cullen #bella swan #team alice #bella x alice #alice x bella #fanfic #fanfiction #drabble #soft #wlw #fluff

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ofpineapplesanddawns · 1 year

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How about something with The Doctor meeting a certain very very old vampire who is just getting used to having become a vampire (after i guess the first feral year)?

You cool with this being Fourteen? I just framed a poster of them that I got recently and this dork's been on the brain since.

Warning: blood, injury because Aro bites the Doctor

On with the fic!

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"Look at this place!" The Doctor grinned as they stepped out of the TARDIS. The sun was setting, making the buildings in the city the ship was parked on the outskirts of illuminated in warm tones. It was gorgeous, they loved looking at ancient cities in their primes.

They licked a finger and held it up to the gentle breeze before popping their finger back into their mouth. They smacked their lips. "Yep, Greece. Around... 129...6? BCE?" They licked their finger again. "Yep, that's about right."

The Doctor scratched at their head, wondering why the TARDIS stopped here. Then again, she's been a bit... wonky, since the regeneration. Maybe they had been a little too close to her when they had changed.

Well.

That. And things have just been wonky and weird since the regeneration. The snazzy new duds were a big thing. They missed their rainbows and earring. Maybe they could get their ear pierced again, that'd be fun! Wear it with this face, they could pull it off!

But that would have to wait, as something seemed to catch their attention.

Somewhere in the distance, in the dying rays of the sun, was something illuminated. A shining beacon in the darkness.

What was that? The Doctor frowned, tilting their head this way and that, before a manic grin came to them and they decided to investigate. They never could deny themself the chance to look at a shiny object!

Or person, in this case, as the Doctor saw that the object was actually a figure, standing on a hill, overlooking the city. The air smelled off around here, and the Doctor's grin dropped as they continued to stare at the figure.

The stranger turned, seeing the Doctor, before smiling in such a charming way. His skin sparkled, looking like gemstones in the colors of the sunset, and he was...

Well, he was beautiful. The Doctor's run became more of a brisk walk as they approached, before stopping just a few feet away. The man was still smiling at them. "Do you like what you see?" He asked, his voice calm, gentle, and the Doctor felt oddly at ease.

That was alarming.

Actually, this whole thing was alarming. They blinked, shaking their head as the sun finally vanished enough that the shimmering skin looked normal. The man frowned, as if sensing whatever effect he had on them was wearing off.

Suddenly, he was gone.

"What the-?" The Doctor started, before feeling their arms pulled behind their back, the wrists held together in a tight hold by one hand.

Icy breath was against their neck as the collars of their shirt and their jacket was pulled aside. "How curious..." The man said, his tone filled with curiosity and delight. "You smell off, and yet so delicious."

"Unusual comment for me, but I've heard weirder. I'll take it as a compliment, yes?"

"Oh, very much so, my friend." The man said as the Doctor tried to glance back at them, seeing bright, red eyes for just a moment before they cried out at a white-hot pain erupted from their skin.

Did... did this guy just bite them!?

Then they sensed it, a prodding in their mind, as if someone was opening drawers and doors, poking around at thoughts and memories-

The Doctor struggled before swinging a leg back and striking the man right in the shin. He grunted and pulled back as the Doctor slipped away, clutching at their bleeding neck.

Even in the growing darkness, the Doctor could see the blood on the man's lips, the glint of fangs in the light of the rising moon, and the pleased smirk. "My, my, you are very different, aren't you?"

"Didn't know vampires could be telekinetic." The Doctor frowned, feeling the wound heal, they were still in their first fifteen hours of regeneration after all.

"I'm not sure what that is, but I am assuming you sensed my gift then?" The man was smiling, like he was proud. "I'm still getting used to it, took me quite a while to understand what it was I was seeing when I feasted upon my victims."

He tilted his head a little. "Your mind is quite a jumbled mess, so many thoughts and memories, so many... faces. Many of them are yours, yes? Are you not human yourself? Are you... similar to me?"

"No, not human, nor vampire."

"I do not know what that is."

"It's... a term, for what you are, if you are what I think you are."

The man smiled again. "Then tell me what that is, Doctor. That is correct, yes? It was the name I picked up from your mind."

The Doctor frowned, feeling uncomfortable. While they themself were touch telepathic, which seemed to be the same boat this guy was a passenger on, it was still always an unpleasant experience to have someone poking about in your brain. "Yeah, that's my name, and you are?"

"Aro, as it was my name before I was changed a year or so ago." The smile faltered, a dark look crossed his face. "Tell me, do you know what I have become? For the one who changed me does not seem to know either, just that we are... different from what we were."

They really didn't want to tell this Aro guy anything, they should return to the TARDIS, but... oh... they were always such a blabber mouth, no matter what face they had, and this one was infamous for their gob.

Plus, Aro really did seem to not know, had he been like this for a year without any knowledge of his condition?

And what exactly was said condition? Vampires don't sparkle? Right? Was he a human who was infected by a new species? Or maybe an alien?

Oh, curiosity was always the Doctor's greatest addiction, and even this one couldn't resist her call.

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Is this a trick on Aro's part to get the Doctor to stick around a little longer so he can drain them of their rich, alien, two-heart-pumped blood?

:)

#john's drabbles #good omens extended universe #doctor who #twilight saga #fourteenth doctor #aro volturi

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cullen-cannons · 2 years

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What It Takes

This is a short Drabble I made, I had the idea at like almost midnight last night and had to write it down, so forgive an spelling errors.

So what does it take to phase a cowboy?

All the blood and gore and death that his time with Maria brough. The newborns and the wreckage of mangled bodies they left after every hunt (which he would have to dispose of) their fear when he had to dispose of them.

All this he certainly found disturbing but nothing strikes fear in the heart of Jasper Whitlock like his little pixie announcing a(nother) shopping trip.

Of course he’ll go along to please her, but if you were wondering, all it takes to phase a cowboy is a little shopping.

The companion piece for this is called His Love.

#jasper hale #jasper whitlock #twilight saga #twilight #drabble #alice cullen #alice whitlock #text post #jasper #alice #jasper x alice #alice x jasper #twilight headcanon #headcannon #headcannons

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twilight-book-bitch-supreme · 2 years

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Okay but guys…

Bella x Edward singing “you are the music in me” is the cutest thing ever and it WORKS SO WELL OMG!!!!

Maybe the missing summer of twilight- between twilight and new moon- Charlie isn’t home from work yet, Edward comes over to visit and Bella’s in the kitchen washing a bowl from breakfast singing quietly to herself thinking she’s alone, and he wraps his arms around her and that’s how it starts?

I mean

Bella: it’s like I knew you before we met… can’t explain it… there’s no name for it.

Edward: I sang you words I never said… and it was easy because you see the real me.

Both: as I am… you understand, and that’s more than I’ve ever known!

Edward: to hear your voice…

Bella: above the noise

Both: and know I’m not alone!!!

It fits. Yes I alternated lines it’s cute fight me!!!

#Spotify #edward x bella #high school musical #omg it’s so cute the feels #I’m dying #IT’S TOO CUTE!!!!#fanfiction #idea #the missing summer of the twilight saga #missed opportunity #relationship building #character development #Drabble #songfic #yes I KNOW it’s cheesy DEAL WITH IT!!!!!

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jpswan · 2 years

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slut4els · 1 year

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ride home

so if yall have seen euphoria then yall know the scene where rue n jules first meet and jules takes her home and adresses her wound weellll i was re-watching the show and it made me think abt pre relationship ellie and reader so enjoy this lil fluff drabble

cw: mentions of drugs and alcohol, violence, but basically just a short lil fluff drabble

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it was the summer before freshman year of college (2 and a half weeks left to be exact) and your friend dina was talking about her suuuper popular boyfriend jesse whos she been crushing on for YEARS ans you were honestly quite bored at the small things dina kept saying about him like how he likes pineapples on pizza and his corny love for the twilight saga but your ears perked up when you heard her mention a party hes throwing.

august had been painfully boring. warmth slowly leaving the small town of jackson and no super interesting parties or ragers had happened in a minute and jesses friends were known for throwing the BEST ragers and you had yet to attend one that summer.

“wait, party?” you asked leaning up your elbows supporting you on your friends comfy mattress. “oh yea him and his friends are t some rager tomorrow, im invited so if you want i could just pass you off as like a plus one. its at jesses at like 10” “oh im definitely going”

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it was finally friday and as you checked your phone it showed that the time was 10:18 when you pulled into the driveway of your friends boyfriends huge mansion. from dinas rants you knew jesse was rich but jesus, this mustve cost more than your family’s entire will.

as you guys pulled in dina helped you out of the passenger seat of her car. you wore a pair of baggy denim cargo pants that covered most of your doc martins with a black lacy corset top that earned yourself a wolf whistle from dina when you showed her your outfit, paired with a oversized unbuttoned brown flannel. you decided to wear your hair down styled just a bit to look somewhat presentable. you werent here to look hot and sneak off with some girl though. you came to smoke, drink, and do whatever the fuck you felt like.

you walked into the party hand in hand with dina. she turned to you and gave you a quick hug and kiss on the cheek before running off to find her boyfriend. you walked into the kitchen where sweaty bodies were clamoring to pour more drinks. one couple hogging the counter to basically fuck infront of everyone. you cringed before pouring a bottle of titos into one of the empty red solo cups left lying on the counter. you went into the backyard to light your first joint of the night.

halfway through your smoke you hear a commotion inside. you go in and walk towards the scene in the kitchen that seemed to draw a crowd. in there was the main jock douchebag of jesses freind group and a girl youd never seen before in a short sleeved shirt layered over a white long sleeved one and slightly baggy jeans. her hair was half up half down and jesus was she hot a fuck.

the bot whose name was hunter was knocking things over screaming threats at the girl. she backed up to the counter and grabbed a knife. “whoa whoa calm down” said a now terrified hunter. “you think you can fucking hurt me?! you have no fucking idea” she spoke before slicing her arm at the part of her arm that was exposed due to her sleeve being rolled up ever so slightly. the two split up and you nodded to yourself impressed as people starting talking and the music was raised again.

you followed the girl outside to find her grabbing a bike that you had assumed was hers.

“hey i saw what happened back there and that was uh, like really fucking cool, hunter had it coming for a while now” you said, “ uh im alex, i havent seen you around before” you spoke again. “well thanks for the compliment, i just knew it was gonna get heated so i decided to just take control of the situation beforw it escalated, oh im ellie btw, i moved here a few weeks ago” she replied. you dont know what made you ask your next question but your forever glad you did. “hey do you think i can ride with you back to your house, i dont know where my ride is and i dont like driving while high, plus i couls help you clean up your uh, thing”. you said. “sure, we just have to be careful, ‘m pretty sure my dads asleep”

you rode all the way back to her house holding onto her sitting behind her on her bike breathing in her scent which was a mixture of pine, weed, alcohol and sage. when you reached your desired location you snuck up to her room as quietly as possible.

when you walked into her room you looked around at the dimly moonlit walls covered in posters of bands and various artists, along with a few sketches that had ellies signature.

“uhh so this is my room, nothing special but hey, its mine” she said breaking the silence “i love it, its amazing” you said flashing her a soft smile.

you were cleaning her would with some alcohol as she winced with every wipe. “im almost done just hold on” you said finishing up with a fee more wipes and patching her cut up with a bandaid. “thanks, you didn’t have to do that for me” “dont worry about it, plus i wanted to, hey do you think i could stay the night by the way? its just super late and i dont really feel like walking back to my house” you asked scared of what she would say to your blunt question. “of course, its the least i could do for my new nurse” you laughed at her comment before she told you you could borrow some clothes to sleep in. you chose a pair of black tight boxers and a oversized band tee that made it look like you didn’t have pants on.

you layed next to her and you both just sat there in silence staring into eachothers eyes. you smiled a bit before she asked a slight ‘what?’. “nothing i just think you might be my new favorite person, ellie”. she smiled and blushed a bit at your comment, pushing a fallen peice of hair back behind your ear.

“i think that might be a mistake”. it never was. and never will be.

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A/N

ik this was super short and kinda stupid but i hope yall like it, i’ll probably write some smut soon tho so keep an eye out and as always, reqs r open

#ellie williams fic #ellie williams x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie williams #the last of us #tlou2 #lex loves u

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twilight-saga-headcanons · 5 months

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Welcome to the blog!

Hello, everyone! Now that there are a few posts out, I want to welcome everyone to this new blog centered around the Cullens and the Quileute Wolf Pack from the Twilight Saga. I'll be posting headcanons, imagines, preferences, and the occasional drabble, so feel free to send in your prompts to the ask box. I look forward to hearing your ideas!

Click below to see the rules!

Please, be nice to each other. Rude asks or comments are unacceptable and will be immediately deleted or reported. We're all just here to have a good time, so be respectful.

I will not do headcanons regarding the following: rape or romanced rape, incest, pedophilia, cheating, blood/scat/urine during sex. All of these topics make me uncomfortable and I will not write for them. If you aren't sure about a request, just ask!

I mainly write for the Cullens (Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie, Edward, Emmett, Jasper, and Alice,) and the Wolves (Sam, Jared, Paul, Embry, Quil, Jacob, Leah, and Seth.) I might write for the other characters, but it depends on the prompt.

NSFW is acceptable and appreciated. Will write for both males and females, so make sure you specify. If you don’t, I will assume it’s for a female because that seems to be the most common.

Please specify if you want a gif/image headcanon, imagine, song headcanon, etc. The most common seems to be regular headcanons, so if one isn’t specifically requested, I’ll go for the one that seems to fit best.

Requests will be completed as soon as possible, so please be patient with me. There is no particular schedule as to when prompts will be answered, but I try to update once or twice every other day, if not more.

#not a prompt #not a headcanon #mod speaks

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secretsofamultishipper · 1 year

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About this blog: This blog exists for three porpouses.

1. My fanfiction/Fandom & fanart creations*

2. My hoarding of writing and drawing advices

3. My fandom habits and needs

I write exclusively in spanish.

I love all genres, I intend to write in all genres as possible my favourite ships. This includes SFW, NSFW and Dead Dove content.

I post mostly on AO3 specially if its NSFW, I intend to post here just sfwish and slightly nsfwish fandom dynamics Oneshots/drabbles/short stories/lyrics, playlists etc.

About the creator: Well, you can call me Sofia. I am a 24 year old mexican that was introduced to fandom and fanfiction back in 2009 at 11 y/o. Since 2010 I spend time creating stories, hope you like them

>Any DNI? Harassers and rude people shouldnt even interact here.

>Are you proship? Yes I am antiharassment, anti censorship and profiction.

>Do you draw nsfw? Yes I do. But i dont post it on tumblr.

>Do you hate on ships or a character? I hate 1 ship and 1 character from Jane The Virgin (Rafael Solano 😡) but i dont read fanfic or interact with the fandom after the end of certain season that drove me mad lol. but besides that, I dont hate any ship and neither any character.

>"look at my anti (insert character or ship) article, you should hate them too" I really hate characters discourses and any time spent on keep talking about fandom stuff you are supposedly not fond of. Is a waste of time, i dont participate in this behaviour.

My Content:

Masterlist of my fanworks

All my favorite ships

The Simp-zone (boy bands, male celebs and any celebrity that is eye candy to my eyes hyperfixations post)

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myart: art i made

entry: updates

Which fandoms I am already active or wish to be more involved?

Bold text = Already Involved

Normal text = wanting to create* for it but currently just a consumer due to already in progress projects

Italic text = Interested, not yet in the mood, maybe just neutral for now, just enjoying the show/movie/actor/fanfics/music.

*Creation in this instance means any fandom expression: fanfiction, fanart, collages, edits, fanvideos, fanmixes, playlists, poetry, lyrics, etc.

Naruto

B.A.P

James Cameron's Avatar saga

TSFamily

Encanto

Twilight saga

The Covenant (2006 film)

Tokio Hotel

Yo Soy Betty La Fea

Grossology

Max Steel

Barbie

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Backstreet Boys

JustB

You (Netflix series)

Brooklyn nine-nine

Miraculous Ladybug

Star Trek

Shadowhunters

OCxCanonCharacter

OCxOC stories

Self-Inserts

I would love to create a cover of your fanfiction someday, so if you write for any fandom on the list (which will be updated as time passes) keep in touch so you get notified when I post the dynamic.

Anyways, besides this, please be respectful. I just want to have fun and a safe zone to dump my stuff.

#introducing myself #introduction #new user #naruto #fandom #fanfic #shipping #multishipper #multifandom account #multifandom artist #b.a.p #b.a.p fanfiction

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alecvolturi · 1 year

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Uses of a Secretarial Desk, Demetri Volturi Smut

Hi. Hello. I have no idea how to intro these things, other than be warned this is the first smut piece I have ever written, and there was no proof reader.

You’re the Volturi’s secretary and have stayed late in order to do some paperwork. Luckily, you can’t get too bored with Demetri around.

Characters: Demetri Volturi, reader with female genitals. Brief Felix.

Names used for reader: Y/n, Dolce ragazza, sweet girl, love, darling girl, sweetheart and precious.

TW: mention of chasing

This is part 1.

Part 2 is here.

Part 3 is here.

Your laughter was traveling down the echoing stone hallways of Castle Volturi. You knew the sound was loud enough to draw attention toward the two of you, but you couldn’t seem to keep quiet for long. If Demetri wasn’t causing you to laugh, he was making you moan. Demetri had been making witty little quips in between the kisses he was pressing to your neck, kisses which were made easier after he had lifted you to sit on the secretaries desk.

He stood close to you, pressed tightly between your spread thighs. One of his hands was cradling the nape of your neck, gently threaded in the hair there, which he occasionally used to tilt your head for better access to your neck. His other hand was resting on your outer thigh, gently caressing upwards and inching up under your skirt before smoothing back down towards your knee where he’d pause to rub small circles with his thumb before continuing the pattern.

On what felt like the thousandth circuit of his hand’s teasing pattern, your thigh gave an involuntary twitch and you made a small whine in your throat. Feeling his hand inch up towards where you wanted it, a little closer each time, only to move away again was maddening. Demetri smirked against your neck, sucking one last bruise into the spot that he knew was the most sensitive, and shifted so he could speak softly, lips brushing against your ear.

“You whined, Dolce ragazza?”

The smirk in his voice would have been infuriating at any other time, especially as you knew he was teasing you on purpose, but now it only served to heat your blood further.

“You’re being cruel, Dem”

“I’m a vampire, it’s said to be in my nature. Besides, it’s not cruel if you like it.”

His hand had settled on the inside of your thigh, his thumb rubbing back and forth over the edge of your panties at the crease between your thigh and hip, and his smirk deepening when your breath caught on a low moan.

“See? Enjoyment.”

You smacked his chest immediately for the cheek, a reprimand on the tip of your tongue, but couldn’t find the strength to get the words past your lips as his fingers deftly dipped past the edge of your panties and in, in, oh god finally, to where you wanted them.

His touch was cool but warmed quickly due to your own body’s heat. He kept his touches light and teasing, never enough to be satisfying but present enough to leave you wanting. Every moan, sigh, or whine you let out was met with a kiss. Lips brushing over your neck, then pressed to your shoulder. He stepped further between your thighs, pressing so close his hard length could be felt brushing against you as he continued his kisses. A peck on your cheek, a tender kiss pressed against your forehead. Eventually, his lips captured yours in a passionate kiss, which he broke not minutes later with a growl.

“I need you, sweet girl. Now.”

“Should we mo-“

“No, here.” He cut in “You’re so wet for me. Right here on your desk, love. Is that okay?”

“Yes, Demetri. Please”

You hadn’t even thought about it. Perhaps you should have, given the traffic of people that passed by your desk on any given day. Although it was late and you hadn’t seen anyone in hours, it was still possible for a stray guard to appear.

Demetri was quick to remove his belt, the clinking quick and sharp as he did so, before undoing his hands and freeing himself from them. You took the opportunity to shove your skirt further up, before starting to pull your panties down and off. You’d gotten them down to your mid-thigh, before Demetri cut in, ripping them off of you like they were made of tissue paper. Which, to him, you suppose they are.

“Hey! What if I liked those?”

“I’ll buy you more.” He spoke quickly, reclaiming his spot between your thighs, and your lips, and pressing close. “As many as you want, precious.”

“I’ll hold you to that.” You gasped out, biting his bottom lip gently as you felt the head of his cock pressing insistently against your entrance.

“I have something better in mind for you to hold against me, darling girl.”

He was inside you then, thick and hard and perfect. God, you’d been thinking about this all day. The perfect end to a busily stressful day of working at this desk was, as always, a quick fuck on it.

He thrust inside you, his pace hard, deep, and glorious. The desk made a sound as it slid across the floor, and Demetri cursed under his breath as he followed the desk, and the warmth of your cunt, until the desk was against the wall.

“Remind me to anchor this desk in place, sweetheart. While I can enjoy a chase, this isn’t what I had in mind.”

The force of his thrusts caused the desk to knock against the wall and a steady knock could be heard.

“Oh, Y/n” Demetri moans “you feel so good wrapped around me.”

Knock “Y/n. Does that feel good, love?”

Knock “Y/n”

Knock “Y/n” his voice sounded different, detached with almost a hint of amusement.

Another knock sounded, and you felt the vibration of it against your head. It was like ice water had been poured down your back and suddenly you were sitting up. You had fallen asleep at your desk, arms folded under your head while finishing up some extra paperwork and….

And the whole thing had been a dream. A dream that you had at your desk, surrounded by a castle of vampires with enhanced senses. Vampires who could hear your every breath, your every heartbeat. They could smell the blood flowing within your veins and- Oh, god. Their sense of smell. The sudden reminder had you clenching your thighs together, a fool's attempt at hiding the arousal you knew was drenching your panties. You hoped you hadn’t said his name or, even worse, made any sounds.

Demetri cleared his throat, and you looked up slowly slightly terrified to make eye contact. Standing on the other side of your desk was Demetri, you’d been expecting that, but beside him was a grinning Felix.

As you looked at the two of them, Felix’s grin slowly widened and he spoke in a teasing manner.

“Sweet dreams?”

If only you had a better poker face.

There might have been a possibility of denial if you hadn’t immediately flushed at the question.

#The second hand embarrassment of writing this was REAL #If I need to fix a typo or anything please let me know #sin tag #demetri volturi #demetri volturi fanfiction #demetri volturi imagine #the twilight saga #twilight #twilight saga #twilight fanfiction #tag talk #original #drabble #twilight imagine #demetri imagine

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denalilily · 4 months

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Christmas 2006, Cullen House

Carlisle's small living room was decked with garlands and mistletoe, and Emmett had even brought a small tree in from the nearby forest. Carlisle himself was busy singing 'I heard the bells on Christmas day' with Liam, and Esme stared at him, stunned at hearing his singing voice for the first time. That was what Garrett saw, who was wearing an obligatory Christmas party hat.

Kate looked around. She saw Benjamin lighting up a fire in the fireplace with his bare hands, Carmen and Eleazar dancing to the tune of Carlisle and Liam's song in the middle of the room, and Tanya playing chess with... Vladimir? Okay, that was pretty weird, but at least everyone seemed in a pretty festive mood for the moment, given that they were close to being slaughtered by the Volturi any freaking day now.

"Last time I saw him he was a lonely doctor with no coven. It's nice that he's not alone anymore. He's a good man." Garrett said, leaning against the counter and watching Carlisle, who was now talking animatedly with Esme, who had a loving look in her eyes.

"Nobody likes being alone. Except maybe you, nomad." replied Kate, who was sitting on the counter.

"Maybe. But Carlisle deserves the life he has much more than I ever could."

Kate moved her hand to his shoulder in a comforting gesture, but ran an electric current through her hand at the last moment that made him jump back in surprise. "Hey!" He exclaimed. "What was that for?!" Kate laughed and jumped off the counter, moving to the crowd in the living room. Garrett looked at her walk away with a stupid smile and a wondering look in his eyes, still feeling the sparks that shot up his arm at the contact.

#twilight drabble #the twilight saga #twilight fanfic #breaking dawn #kate x garrett

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bitchin-and-bustin · 2 years

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Oneshot Requests || OPEN

Send requests through asks

My Genres:

Fluff, Smut, Angst, Drabbles, Headcannons

Accepcting reader insert (male, female, or gender neutral) requests for these characters in these fandoms:

*anything crossed out is currently not being accepted but will be in the furture*

Stranger Things; Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove, Robin Buckley

Harry Potter; Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin

Star Wars; Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Leia Organa, Anakin Skywalker, Obi Wan Kenobi, Poe Dameron, Finn, Rey Palpatine, Din Djarin, Kylo Ren

The 100; Bellamy Blake

Slasher Movies; Stu macher, Billy loomis, Stu Macher & Billy Loomis poly, Laurie Strode, Michael Myers (OG or Rob Zombie)

Twilight Saga; Edward Cullen, Jasper Hale, Jacob Black, Alice Cullen, Rosalie Hale

Lockwood & Co.; Anthony Lockwood, Lucy Carlyle, George Karim, Quill Kipps

Wednesday; Wednesday Addams, Xavier Thrope, Tyler Gaplin, Ajax Petropolus

The Hunger Games; Peeta Malarck, Finnick Odair

Accepting requests for these ships in these fandoms:

*anything crossed out is currently not being accepted but will be in the future*

Stranger Things; Steddie, Harringrove, Byler

Harry Potter; Wolfstar, Jegulus

Lockwood & Co.; Locklyle

Will NOT be accpecting requests or writing anything to do with these topics:

Incest, minors, rape

IF A REQUEST MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE I WILL NOT WRITE IT

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illuminationofstars · 2 years

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hiii!!! my name is grace and I love to read and write fan-fiction, mostly about fictional characters lol. I usually write about characters from: the marvel universe, golden trio era + marauders, the twilight saga, the dsmp fandom and teen wolf, so I’m fully open to requests!!

I do prefer writing fluff and cute relationship moments but I’m always open to the occasional 18+ !!

My first few posts will be random drabbles but I’m fully open to requests so feel free to submit them and I’ll try my hardest to complete them as fast as I can!

#introducing myself #harry potter #remus lupin #spiderman #teen wolf #twilight #request #requests are open #story prompts #marvel #mcu imagine #imagines #send requests #thank you

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