#✕ rel / jasper whitlock

[flippinpancakes64]

How would the Cullens react when they meet a human with their last name who physically resembles them too much? And when they investigate it they realize that it is some kind of granddaughter or niece, And who is your only living relative?

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The Cullens with a Relative! Reader

Thank you so much for the kind words!

This story is obv going to be with a platonic reader so just know that. And don’t come at me for the ages or specifics for family relations. I did not think about it so uhm… just get creative!

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Edward:

His original name was Edward Anthony Masen Jr

Masen is not an incredibly common last name

So when the Cullens show up to a new school and he sees you, reddish hair and defined jawline with his last name, he gets a bit suspicious

He starts combing through every newspaper article and obituary he could

He eventually traces you back to his mother’s cousin

He has no clue what to do with this information

Eventually, he gets closer to you, helping you with school stuff, inviting you over to the Cullen house

After a while, he tells you about how you’re related

Which also means telling you about vampires

You take it all surprisingly well

Your family never knew what happened to Edward

The story had always been that him and his mother had died in the hospital but his body had gotten lost somewhere in the process

You’re also so happy to find another “living” relative

Y’all become best buddies

He’s happy to find out that you also love to play the piano

Family bonding ❤️

Alice:

Her name was originally Mary Alice Brandon

So it’s not like a super uncommon last name

She’s met people with the same last name as her before

But none of them looked so similar to her as you did

The small stature, dark brown hair, and striking similarity to her personality

She had seen a vision of you not too long ago

It was nothing special, just you and Alice going out shopping and hanging out

She didn’t know who you were at the time or what your significance was, but now she’s sure that you have to be related somehow

She talked to you for a bit, pretending to just want to make small talk

Eventually, you got to the part of your family tree where your great-great-great grandma was Alice’s sister, Cynthia

You, again, had heard stories about your great-great-grandma’s sister who went crazy and eventually died

And here she was, right in front of you, definitely not crazy

You two became inseparable

Going shopping together, watching movies, going to every class together, everything

Alice is so happy to finally have a piece of her family

She’s always been so upset that she can’t remember any of her human life

Being around you makes her feel more connected to that part of herself that she can’t remember

Jasper:

His name is definitely one of the most original ones

Jasper Whitlock (no middle name mentioned sorry yall)

He has never, in his almost 200 years of living, ever met someone with the same last name as him

So he’s already a little sus when he hears your name

And then of course the blonde hair and the piercing (scary) eyes, the resemblance is uncanny

He’s more hesitant to talk to you at first

He does all of his research online

He starts with his younger sister, and from there he follows her bloodline and finds you at the very end

He also sees that everyone else in your family is dead

Your parents died not too long ago, and you’re living with some family friends now

He feels really bad, so even though he knows he shouldn’t, he starts to get closer to you

You start to get your own suspicions when you start to notice how similar he is to you, too

The more quiet, reserved personality

The love for Alice

Alice ends up being the one to tell you that you guys are actually related

You’re so happy to have someone from your family again, even if he is your great-great-great-great-great granduncle

Your favorite thing to do with Jasper is just to sort of coexist

He sits on the couch reading a book and you sit on the other side crocheting while a movie plays

Rosalie:

Her name was originally Rosalie Lillian Hale

She’s one of the few who kept her last name while pretending to be human

She might have met a couple of people with the same last name as her

But to be honest she does not pay attention to the humans at the school

She’s not too fond of them anyway so why would she care

But one day she passively noticed the sub teacher call your name during attendance

And then she really looked at you

Blonde hair, strikingly good looks, beauty mark, and a constantly annoyed look on your face

Instantly, you reminded her of one of her little brothers, and when she got home that night she did some digging

She hadn’t thought about her family in so long, it was very bittersweet for her to look back through all of the obituaries, marriage licenses, birth certificates, everything

Everything she was supposed to be a part of

But now you’re here, and she wants to get to know you

Instantly, she takes on the older sister role for you

You two hit it off instantly

Bonding quickly over your hate for stupid people and your love for cars

She asks you so many questions about your family, what everyone was like, how everyone died

She’s so sad that she didn’t keep up to date with any of this stuff

But of course, before the internet it was really difficult to

When she learns that the rest of your family is dead, she begs Carlisle to take you in

She feels such a maternal instinct for you, even if you’re the “same age”

She wants you to be safe

And she wants you near her

You’re family after all, and that’s all she’s ever wanted

Emmett:

His name was Emmett McCarty

Again, not a super common one but not like super uncommon either

He has never noticed if anyone else had the same last name as him

And he didn’t even really notice you either

Rosalie was the one who pointed you out, and that’s when he saw the similarities

Same last name, dimples, dark brown reddish hair, super tall

He just approached you straight up

“Hey. McCarty was my last name before Dr Cullen adopted me and we look pretty similar, who’s your dad?”

Just super blunt about it

He’s curious, so why would he beat around the bush?

Together, you two trace your family tree back to one of Emmett’s younger brothers

And of course, he has to drop the news that he’s a vampire then

You two are attached at the hip after that though

You both love to go outside and run around, he loves to play wrestle with you

You’re like having one of his siblings back

It’s nice for him

Canonically, he watched over his family for a while after he was turned and asked Carlisle to drop some money off for them

So he obviously cared about them a lot

So he’s happy to have a piece of them back

He’s not happy that the rest of your family is dead, though

He is moving you into the Cullen house instantly

You’re his family, family watches out for each other

No way he’s letting you live in a foster home or orphanage

Esme:

Her name was Esme Anne Platt

Another one that’s pretty uncommon

But when she first sees you, he mind doesn’t immediately go to you maybe being related to her

She sees the similarities, the dark brown hair, the nose shape, the face shape

But she doesn’t necessarily connect it

After all, she didn’t have any siblings or any kids, so realistically her blood should have ended with her

But after a while of getting to know you, the similarities just become too much

She ends up looking into her father’s side of the family and finds that he had a brother she had never met

And of course, it traced back to you

Making her your seventh cousin or something

She doesn’t know what to do with this information

Similar to Rosalie, she’s always wanted a family

She was never able to have that, and as far as she knew, the rest of her family died a long time ago

She’s stuck between wanting to be close to you, to tell you the truth, but also not wanting to put you in danger

She remembers all too well the danger that Bella was in just because she was close to the Cullens

The idea of putting her own flesh and blood in danger scares her

I feel like it would have to be extreme circumstances for her to do anything

Maybe the foster family you’re staying with is pretty abusive or you’re about to die or something

Only then would she tell you

Selfishly, she wants to turn you

She loves you so much, you’re like a sibling or niece/nephew to her, she just wants you to be safe

And she can’t imagine living without you anymore

Carlisle:

His name is just Carlisle Cullen

Keeping it simple

Cullen is not a very common last name, but at the same time, he’s been so many places and met so many people

The chances are pretty high that he’s met someone with the same last name as him

But he can instantly tell there’s something different about you

Blonde hair, blue eyes, square jaw, and affinity for helping people

Not to mention that you remind him so much of his aunt on his father’s side

It’s easy for him to do the research into your past

He’s pretty good with that kind of stuff

He does end up tracing you back to that aunt, and he’s so happy

He never had any siblings (that we know of), his mother died during childbirth, and his father would have been more than ready to kill him

So he never got to feel very close to his family

He sees you as an opportunity to do that

He doesn’t tell you outright who he is to you

He prefers to just hang out with you

Showing you around the clinic, taking you into town, giving you life lessons that your father might have not done

I can see him taking on a fatherly role for you

He would be perfectly content with never telling you

The only time he would would be if you were on the verge of death and he turned you

He would be secretly so happy

He has come to love you over the months/years since he’s known you

You are his family, flesh and blood, and he doesn’t want to leave you

Yippee for family

Vampire! Bella:

Isabella Marie Swan

Talk about a weird last name

She’s never met anyone else with it

Admittedly, she hasn’t been around for too long, but still

So she’s shocked when she sees you for the first time, dark brown hair, brown eyes, perpetual look of discomfort

She almost doesn’t believe it

But then she does the mental gymnastics

Charlie’s brother who died forever ago, his kids, you’re probably one of their kids

Making her your second cousin

The smallest age gap here tbh

Nice change of pace

She also doesn’t know what to do now

She’s socially awkward enough as is

She can’t even begin to think of how to approach you with this

“Hey, did you have a grandpa who died before you were born in a motorcycle accident? Cause if so then I’m your cousin!”

Like yeah no she’ll pass

She can’t stay away from you for too long though

You guys are so similar

Similar tastes, dislikes, personalities, senses of humor

She loves hanging out with you

She doesn’t want to tell you about her being a vampire or about her relation to you, but eventually it just comes out

Oops

Oh well

She’s not mad about it

Now she can spend forever with you

[homisexual11]

Jalice X Reader Headcanons

Jasper Whitlock/Hale and Alice Cullen X Reader

Warnings: cursing, mentions of vampirism… NSFW at the end.

SFW

–Alice had seen you coming and told Jasper all about it. They fell for you so quickly, even if it took Jasper a bit longer (he definitely had to meet you first and get to know you) than it took Alice (who saw you in her vision and told Jasper everything… he surprisingly took it well)

–Alice spoils you rotten. She gets you clothes, jewelry if you are a girl, literally anything, even if you don’t ask.

–Alice got your first kiss. It had been an accident, she was kissing all over your face and didn’t think and kissed your lips... It was actually cute.

–Jasper took a while before he could touch you, and when he did for the first time Alice had to be right next to you. She didn’t think he would hurt you–no, she knew–but it was for his comfort.

–”It’s alright, Jasper, you won’t hurt her/him,” is a common saying from Alice.

–Once Jasper could finally touch you, physical touch would 100% be his love language. (Along with words of affirmation)

–Alice’s love languages are gifts and quality time… but she likes all of them.

–You are their singer, which makes it harder for the poor cowboy.

–Yes, you call him cowboy. It’s just teasing, but it’s super cute.

–They give you the cutest (or most random nicknames ever) ex. “Baby Love” was used once.

–Alice unironically called you kitten for a while.

–If you turned and were together in the 2020s, you and Alice would jokingly call Jasper Pookie and he hates it so much.

–Jasper is always the first to apologize after a fight. Always.

–Jasper is such a fucking gentleman. Opening doors, guiding either you or Alice on his arm, relatively open-minded, mostly the mature one in fights. He’s also just the peacekeeper.

–Alice is very progressive in relationship stuff, but can work with whatever you need; whereas, Jasper can sometimes stick to certain older tendencies. (Although he listens to what you have to say if you’re a woman, he does think that even if you could kill him if you were a vampire, he needs to protect you.)

–Jasper wouldn’t even think about touching you inappropriately until you were married, even after that he would be hesitant… unless you were a vampire.

–Alice loves doing your hair.

–So does Jasper, but he doesn’t ask… unless you’re like laying with him and he’ll mindlessly play with your hair.

–It’s gentle love. Very much. Mostly because of Jasper, but Alice is gentle as well.

–The first area of you Jasper kissed was your hand. Argue with the wall.

–Alice casually leans her head on your shoulder a lot. She’s a cuddle bug; a lot of little touches from her like she’ll have a hand on your arm or something like that.

–Casual dominance with Jasper… anyways.

–They both are always checking if you’ve eaten or drank anything.

–Jasper 100% regulates your mood. Not all the time, but if something happens and you get SUPER mad or something like that he’ll calm you down. If you weren’t okay with it, he wouldn’t do it all the time, but in a case where something bad was gonna happen, he would.

–Jasper would let you and Alice paint his nails if you begged hard enough. (Guilt trip the already manipulated boyyyy)

NSFW

–They’re both relatively dominant. They’re both soft doms, though.

–I know you see fanfictions that are like “Oh the Major would come out and he would span–” No, boy wouldn’t harm you to save his life. The worst that’ll happen is he’ll rail you into oblivion, but never physically harm you… besides the fucking into oblivion.

–They both love to give, but receiving >>>> just depends on when you ask them though.

–Jasper would not touch you until after you got married, although Alice didn’t believe in that, she wanted the first time to be special and if you wanted it to be with all three of them she would wait.

–If you were still human, it would be SO gentle. Like S O G E N T L E. They would focus all on you, Jasper would keep his mouth away from you though.

–Jasper used his gift to make you feel pleasure, which led to overstimulation… safe to say that is what the “punishment” would be if you were into that, rather than spanking.

–If you’re not into any of that, they can be vanilla too. Jasper is obviously close to vanilla anyways, so…

–Alice loves it when you go down on her.

–Jasper was afraid to let either of you go on top at first, but after a while (and a lot of praising to him) he would.

–In that case, he would call you “ma’am/sir.” He normally calls you that, but when he says it in a whiny voice >>>>

–Once you have turned… it lasts a long time.

–Jasper will kiss you all over, ALL OVER. and Alice is just like, “Woah, save some for me–” he’s just making up for lost kisses.

–Sweetest nicknames that could go in SFW as well, but oh well.

Ex. From Jasper: “Hon, doll, sugar, darlin’, babydoll, LITTLE ONE? even princess( if you were a girl)” From Alice: “Sweet boy/girl, sweetie, sweetness, honey, baby, kitten..”

–Jasper calls it lovemaking, Alice calls it whatever most people call it at the time.

[iamsortableelms]

Olivia Winchester

“I’m very good at getting answers, Sammy. Persuasive maybe. You can trust me. I promise.” 

-Olivia Winchester to Sam Uley

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♚ G E O M E T R I C S ♚

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↬ Full name ↫

Olivia Calliope Winchester

↬ Nickname ↫

OC (by Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester)

Bud/Buddy/Red/Rockstar (by Dean Winchester)

Kit Kat/Kitty/Squirt (by Sam Winchester)

Chicken/Noodle/O (by Castiel)

Little Squirrel/Simba/Marmaduke

Liv (by everyone)

Livy/Calli (by Sam Uley)

Livia/Calliope (by Caius)

Darlin/Sunshine/Bunny (by Jasper Whitlock)

Kansas (by school friends)

The Beast (when referring to her wolf form)

↬ Age ↫

17-

↬ Birthday ↫

April 1, 1998

↬ Birthplace ↫

Lebanon, Kansas

↬ Zodiac ↫

Aries 

↬ Height ↫

5’7”

↬ Gender ↫

Female

↬ Orientation ↫

Heterosexual

↬ Species ↫

Human, Part Witch, Knight of Hell (cured), Vampire (cured), Werewolf (partially cured)

Olivia is the only partial werewolf. Due to it, her brown eyes changed to an amber color. Sam and Dean believe it to be because of her part witch side that the cure didn’t work fully. Olivia is able to transform into a wolf, unlike werewolves, she doesn’t shift due to the moon.  She shifts due to anger and can’t control it. She doesn't have the infectious bite of a full werewolf and silver doesn’t hurt her.

↬ Wolf Form ↫

American Red Wolf

“Cat’s out of the bag. Or should I say wolf.” 

-Olivia Winchester to Sam Uley

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♚ A P P E A R A N C E ♚

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↬ Skin color ↫

Pale

↬ Eye color ↫

Green (human)

Brown (half werewolf)

Glowing Amber (changing to wolf form)

Amber (wolf form)

↬ Hair color ↫

Red

↬ Hair style ↫

Long, straight 

↬ Fur color ↫

Warm brown, hints of red, tan stomach and under jaw

↬ Body Type ↫

Hourglass, healthy

↬ Scars ↫

Small scar on her upper lip, bitten by Tyler when she got too close to him in wolf form.

Claw marks on her ribs from a werewolf before she was able to kill it.

↬ Piercing ↫

ear piercings and belly button

“I could kill you and make it seem like an accident.” 

-Olivia Winchester to Caius Volturi & Volturi guard.

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♚ C L O T H I N G ♚

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↬ Outfits ↫

Plus band t-shirts from every old school rock band imaginable. Thanks dad.

↬ Accessories ↫

- Anti possession necklace

- Vial of holy water on a keychain

- Lighter

- Gun, with rounds of silver and iron bullets in differently mark cartridges

- Hell forged blade, curducey of the former King of Hell himself Crowley

↬ Vehicles ↫

- Red 1992 Honda CB750

- Red 1948 Ford Super Deluxe

“I thought you loved me. Guess all boys are the same.” 

-Olivia Winchester to Sam Uley

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♚ P E R S O N A L I T Y ♚

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↬ Normal mood ↫

Normally curious

↬ Temper ↫

Hot headed

↬ Discipline ↫

Breaks rules

↬ Strengths ↫

Kind, physically strong

↬ Weaknesses ↫

Hurting her family

↬ Fears ↫

Losing everyone

↬ Soft spot ↫

Her dad and uncle

↬ Role model ↫

Her dads

“Who would have thought that little red would be painting the big bad wolf?” 

-Olivia Winchester to Sam Uley

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♚ R E L A T I O N S H I P S ♚

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↬ Father ↫

Dean Winchester

↬ Mother ↫

Unknown to Olivia, Aspen Onyx Garrett, thought to be a witch or half witch

↬ Other relatives ↫

Sam Winchester (uncle), Castiel (like a dad, Destiel is real in this story.), Bobby Singer (surrogate grandfather) ♰, John Winchester (paternal-grandfather) ♰, Mary Winchester (paternal-grandmother) ♰, Jasper Whitlock-Hale (maternal-great-great-great-great-granduncle), Emily Whitlock (maternal-great-great-great-great-grandmother) ♰, Mr. & Mrs. Whitlock (maternal-great-great-great-great-great-grandparents) ♰

↬ Friends ↫

Men of Letters, Winchester Family, Castiel, Jack, Kline, Crowley, Bobby Singer, Jo Harvelle, Ellen Harvelle, Jody Mills, Benny Lafitte, Claire Novak, Stefan Salvatore, and Damon Salvatore, Elena Gilbert, Bonnie Bennett, Caroline Forbes, Matt Donovan, Alaric Saltzman, Tyler Lockwood

↬ Best friend ↫

Charlie Bradbury, Kevin Tran, Jeremy Gilbert

↬ Relationship status ↫

Single

“If you thought I’d let you do this by yourselves you must be even dumb then everyone give you credit for.” 

-Olivia Winchester to Sam Uley

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♚ P A S S - T I M E ♚

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↬ Hobbies ↫

Working out, giving out nicknames to friends.

↬ Talents ↫

Running

↬ Sports ↫

Track 

↬ Occupation ↫

Student, Hunter, Woman of Letters

“Sam. Pick up the fucking phone. I need Scooby for my Shaggy.” 

-Olivia Winchester leaving a voicemail for Sam Uley

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♚ H O M E   L I F E ♚

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↬ Location ↫

Constantly moving from hotel to hotel until recently. Her dad, uncle and her got a job in Forks, Washington about missing people and bodies drained of blood, as well as giant wolf like creatures. They are renting  a house in the forest to keep eyes out and Olivia is going undercover as a student in the nearby school, Forks High School.

↬ House size ↫

Medium  

↬ House type ↫

↬ Indoor description ↫

↬ Bedroom description ↫

“So you’re vamp royalty. That’s almost as dumb as sparkling in the sun.”

-Olivia Winchester to Caius Volturi

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♚ T H E M E    S O N G ♚

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OLIVIA

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[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Ask one at a time. First one is jasper book vs jasper movie character. Then Rosalie book vs Rosalie movie.

Anon's referring to the time someone asked me for the difference between the movie characters and the book characters. I stared at them for a moment and pointed out that would be a mother of a post.

So apparently, we're compromising and picking just two at a time.

Alright.

Jasper Whitlock

Jasper from the books is a very stoic, relatively quiet, and very distant figure. Bella presumes he doesn't like her because he keeps his distance. He has very few conversations with her. The main ones are in Twilight, when he has a line telling Bella she's worth protecting, and then in Eclipse when Jasper reveals his backstory.

Before then he's a very intimidating figure as, while Edward doesn't speak of him often, he confesses that Jasper had been intent on killing her after the van. He's also the one to nearly eat Bella and she knows he had a 'different' past (until Eclipse when she gets what that fully was).

The man is tall, thin, covered in scars, and not prone to friendly expressions. He's intimidating as fuck.

Jasper from the movies is far more approachable and friendly. He doesn't stand out among the Cullens as an outsider, we see him talking with Bella in the hallway in New Moon, clearly very friendly with her and with a familiarity that implies that this is how they often interact. When he nearly devours her in New Moon, he looks... frankly he looks ridiculous.

In Eclipse it doesn't seem so much he's the authority in this or taking charge, as the movie throws us his backstory because it's time to throw us his backstory (Rosalie suffered a similar fate in this).

He's just sort of... there. I'm actually not sure why he's in the movie at all. To round out the Cullen numbers? Make sure the fans are pleased that Jasper wasn't forgotten? But he doesn't do anything and what was important about him is either removed or glossed over. He's just... the other Cullen guy. You know, the other other guy since we have Emmett as also "the other guy".

Friendly enough, jokes around with Emmett and Edward, talks with Bella.

Does he have scars? Oh, well, we're not going to see those.

The movies could have cut him completely and it would have made no difference to the end product we were delivered.

Rosalie Hale

Oh Rosalie, what have they done to you?

In Twilight we're introduced to Carlisle calling Rosalie "kitten" and Rosalie going "meow". This sets the stage for everything, I think. Rosalie suffers also from "what's the point of you?" in the film. Much of Bella's insecurity with Rosalie is cut and while Rosalie still keeps some of her lines asking why Bella's here, etc. they feel a bit forced.

She's there for Bella's visit to the house and didn't pointedly skip as she did in the book. While she makes a rude comment when she learns they made food for Bella for nothing (as she already ate) it's... not even that rude.

The big one though is her backstory. In the films it comes out of nowhere. Bella happens upon her, they sort of stare at each other, then Rosalie says, "HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT THE TIME I WAS GANG RAPED?" Rosalie gives us the whole story, complete with flashbacks of her doing Kill Bill style murders as The Bride, and... it's not clear what the point of her telling this story is. She sort of summarizes at the end "and now you should stay human" but it got lost during the whole story. It felt as if the writers desperately threw it in, knowing they needed to have it, but had cut all the context to have it in.

And that's Rosalie. Like Jasper, she's just sort of around and a shadow of her book self, she says the right things (mostly) at the right time, but the film distracts itself from how intimidated Bella is by her, Rosalie's reasons for wanting to remain human and her resentment of Bella for choosing everything she wouldn't without a care in the world.

This makes Rosalie's choice to aid Bella in Breaking Dawn meaningless and arbitrary. It feels like Rosalie's helping her because... it's time for Rosalie to help her. AND BABY!

TL;DR

As usual, the movies are terrible, news at eleven.

[little-diable]

Fluff Alphabet - Jasper Hale

Request by anon: May I request a Jasper hale fluff alphabet please and thank you ☺️ 🥰💖

Took this from @pimaginecollection, enjoy my loves. xxx

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Jasper would take (y/n) on many trips, either on a hike, or even up to the mountains for a weekend. It honestly wouldn’t really matter to him, what they were up to, as long as he’d be able to spend some quality time with her, he’d be happy with snuggling her on the sofa, while they would be watching some old classic movies. 

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

I doubt, that there’d be anything Jasper wouldn’t find beautiful about (y/n), he’d think that she’d be beautiful inside and out.  

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

Thanks to his gift, Jasper would know from the get go, if something was wrong with (y/n), she wouldn’t even have to voice it out, something she’d be very grateful for. Cuddles, cuddles, cuddles would be the name of the game, he’d wrap his arms around her, her head would be buried in the crook of his neck, while he’d tell her to take deep breaths. 

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

It would obvious to the both of them, that he’d turn her at one point, so that they’d be able to spend eternity side by side. Jasper would see themselves travel the world together, exploring new places and cultures, at one point he’d take her to Houston and show her where he grew up. 

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Major Jasper Whitlock. Don’t think we need to say anything else about this, do we? 

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Fighting wouldn’t be a regular part of their daily lives, Jasper wouldn’t be one to lash out on her, he’d feel guilty as soon as he’d notice the way she’d turn her back on him, trying to swallow down the wave of sadness that was crashing upon her. They’d only fight, if Jasper or (y/n) would be worried about each other, too into their heads to think straight any longer.  

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Oh, Jasper would be the most grateful partner ever, he’d appreciate every little thing about her and the way she was caring for him, no matter how, no matter what, (y/n) would always have his back, something he’d never forget. 

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

No, absolutely no secrets. Jasper would value honesty, just like (y/n), there wouldn’t be a way to hide stuff from each other anyways, Edward wouldn’t be able to drown out their thoughts and would speak out at one point. 

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

She’d inspire him, to become a better version of him. To talk about his past, knowing all about the cruel things he did, trying to make him understand, that what he did was wrong and there was no way to forget about it. 

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He wouldn’t get jealous, but he’d definitely get possessive relatively quickly, reminding her once again, who she belongs to. 

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Ohhh, let me tell you, Jasper would be an exceptionally good kisser. (Y/n) would be ‘addicted’ to his lips, trying to sneak in a good amount of kisses every hour. 

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

I’d say, it would be pretty obvious for Jasper from the start, that she was the one, after all he would have to realize the signs, that she would be his mate. He would take her on a few dates and would try and make her understand the concept of mates, it would probably take (y/n) a while to understand it. 

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Yes they definitely do, after all they belong to the Cullen clan, Alice would go all out for their wedding, just as big and wonderful as Bella and Edwards had been. He would take her on a trip, to one of her favorite spots, they would probably stargaze and Jasper would prepare a long monologue about the fact, that he won’t be able to survive, without her by his side. 

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Darlin’ 

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

He’d shower her with love and affection, maybe not so much in the public eye, but definitely behind closed doors or at home. They’d hold hand in school and share a few kisses, but as soon as they’d be on their own, it would be a different story. It would be pretty obvious to their friends and family, so there was no reason to hide their feelings anyways. 

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Jasper wouldn’t be one to brag, of course he’d be proud to have her as his mate and wouldn’t have a problem with kissing her in front of other people, but he wouldn’t go all out in public. 

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

I mean he’s a vampire, he’s got a special gift, I think that helps a lot. 

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He definitely would be creative, he’d think about date ideas, trying to surprise her with new stuff every time, he’d love to watch her eyes light up as she’d kiss him and thank him for taking her there. Jasper would be pretty romantic, he’d take his time in making her happy, he’d put his heart into making things work.  

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Oh yes, he’d be supportive, would have her back no matter what and help her through every decision. There wouldn’t be a thing he wouldn’t support, when it came to achieving her goals. 

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Oh Major Jasper Hale would definitely be up to try out new things. 

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

This is pretty self explanatory, thanks to his gift. He’d know her like the back of his hand, would be able read her all the time and help her through her sometimes confusing thoughts. 

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

She’d be the most important thing to Jasper, he’d give up anything for her, they would be mates after all, something that goes way beyond a typical relationship. 

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He’d always carry her favorite snacks with him, or at least bunk them in his car, if she’d ever feel down or cranky, he could at least take her mind off things, for a good few moments. 

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Yes, he’d be a soft boy behind closed doors, would love to cuddle her, he’d be the big spoon, kiss her all the time, just to feel the warmth, that would be taking over her body. 

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

He’d try to avoid situations, where they’d be apart from each other for a long time, but if he’d be away for a few days, they’d talk on the phone every day, he’d snap her a few pictures and tell her how much he loves and appreciates her. 

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

There wouldn’t be anything he wouldn’t do for her, no matter what, Jasper would go through hell and back for her. He’d probably even leave his family behind, if he really had to, in order to save his mate. 

[aty-altiria]

Very ‘Oops’

No 28. SUCH WOW. MANY NORMAL. VERY OOPS. Accidents | Hunting Season | Mugged

Word count: 1440

Universe: Harry Potter, Twilight

Pairings: Fem!Harry/ Jasper Hale(Whitlock, Cullen...)

Themes: Mugging, character death (random background character) blood and gore and vampireness 

Summary: It’s not the first time he’s snapped and fed on a human. But it is the first time he’s thanked for doing so. Jasper would suppose that was because he’d eaten a mugger and had been thanked before chowing down on the bloodied victim. But in his defense, Holly Potter is rather distracting.

@whumptober2020

Never written one of this in my LIFE, but that’s where I’m at currently.

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Jasper didn't look at the girl; he tried not to think about her at all, in fact. Not with the lingering emotions from the man still burning at his veins, not with the taste of blood, finally on his lips, distracting him so firmly. Not as he sucked and sucked, as he drained every last drop from the human- gods, it was so good. He could drown in the taste, could abandon everything for a fix- he wanted- more- more- the lust of it-

The man, his greed, his disgusting desire, his lust it had been painfully mixed with the woman's exasperation? She'd been so frightened that Jasper had just acted. He'd just moved in response to her emotions. He'd ripped the man from her, likely caused a large chunk of her hair to pulled out from the force of it. Jasper's claws had dug into the man's body, had breached the skin causing blood to well up- and he'd been lost. Blood. Think, fresh, and so readily available. The years of resistance he'd put in had been destroyed in a split-second decision.

Jasper dropped the man drained over every last drop, and he passed a short thought for the fact that he'd have to dispose of the body before he let his head drop back. Guilt would come later. Horror at his actions would return. But that moment, for that one split second, he was so wonderfully sated. He was full for once in the last decade, and he'd saved a life- Jasper should be proud- and the last dregs of the man's emotions finally slipped away. The lust, the desire, the pleasure of a mugging and murder was wiped out, leaving only Jasper and her- what would she be feeling? Would the horror sink in now?

He turned, eyes glowing bloody orange as red mixed with yellow and finally looked at the woman.

Jasper memorized her appearance; he couldn't stop himself from doing it. His mind automatically took in the entire scene in high definition. The size of her pupils, the man's blood on her shoulder, the rip in her shirt, the hair pulled out. He memorized it all, even though he was sure he'd kill her now. That he eat and eat and eat- she'd be his second victim, her black mess of hair that was half frizz and half curls, her green eyes- so very human- her emotions- relieved and safe-

What?

Jasper tilted his head, too quickly to be human, and she didn't flinch at the motion. She was simply, passively, waiting for him to finish his meal. Her emotions calm, relieved, and a little bit awed- what?!

"Thank you," she bowed her body, kept eye-contact the entire time, and straightened. She spoke only when Jasper was finished when his attention had returned to her. "Thank you for saving me." Jasper blinked, a purposeful action to admit his confusion, but she seemed unaware of it. "I know you probably have someone to clean up, but I can banish the body if you'd like? To save time?"

The relief never fled her, though it did calm as she shot the body a disgusted look. But- it wasn't revulsion, she wasn't disgusted with him, she was only mildly bothered by the body itself as any human should be. But she wasn't nearly as concerned as Jasper was expecting, not nearly as horrified as any human would ought to be. Yes, she'd been dangerously close to being killed when he'd jumped in and- wait- hadn't her clothes been ripped? They weren't any longer; her dress had been since fixed to an oddly new degree. Actually, she was oddly pristine now, her hair impeccable, her clothes spotless, even the hair that had been yanked free had been fixed. How had she done that?? When had she done that?

"So?" she turned back to him, waiting for an answer.

"Go ahead, ma'am," he only said it out of curiosity even as a massive part of his mind was still cataloging her appearance. Then Jasper sucked in a sharp unneeded breath as she pulled out a stick and waved it at the man, who vanished from Jasper's very sight. Not only that, but any trace of blood was likewise scrubbed clean by a secondary flick. In an instant, it was like they'd never been there, and Jasper's mind clicked.

Witch.

Carlisle had mentioned them before, had lived in their communities in the past. Magical communities were one of the few places that vampires could walk freely in the sun without being instantly targeted, or well, they used to. Magical creatures were now being prosecuted quite heavily in most magical communities, and so vampires avoided their areas in reverse. Because in a battle between witch and vampire, Carlisle wasn't confident the vampire would win.

Still, what were the chances Jasper would meet a witch in Seattle? It was unlikely; there were no magical communities anywhere near the city. And to be frank, this was the first witch he'd ever met - though Carlisle did believe Alice used to be one before she'd been turned.

"So… err… thanks?" the woman repeated. Jasper nodded, still reeling and… not in the slightest bit hungry, he wasn't tempted by her beating heart at all- because she didn't-

"You have no heartbeat," he blurted out.

"Ah," she blushed a bit sheepish, "Yeah, I know. I'm sort of… undead, kinda?" she rubbed the back of her head, which was human, blinked and breathed like she was human. But the organ within her chest was utterly silent.

"' Kinda undead?'" Jasper asked, allowing himself to relax slightly. He'd killed someone- that guilt would come later- but- the man had deserved it, and he'd saved this woman with his action. That and… her emotions were positively intoxicating, she felt so strongly. She was so very relieved, so calm that Jasper couldn't help but follow suit.

"I might have found a set of items that made me the master of death, so, now I can't die." Her face pinched, and darker emotions rolled. Jasper didn't need to ask to follow her train of thought either. Sometimes there were things worse than death. "Anyway, yeah… immortal, so no heartbeat, which sort of really freaks out any potential boyfriends, that sucks…" She blushed deeper despite having no heartbeat, "can't believe I just said that, nope, I'm leaving. Thanks again- bye!"

Jasper watched her take a step, watched the wince slowly form on her face, and then he was in her space. He caught her arm with ease and tried not to watch the impossible blush race further up her cheeks. "Please, allow me to walk you home, ma'am,"

"I can just apparate…"

"Not sure what that is," he really didn't; magic was not something he'd looked deeply into…though perhaps he should have, "but allow me this kindness? I would like to see you home safe."

"It's a hotel," she muttered, the volume was well within his ability to hear it though, "but fine, I guess… but you may have to carry me."

"Now that isn't an imposition," and oddly, it truly wasn't. Despite her proximity, Jasper wasn't the slightest bit tempted to bite her, which was endlessly relieving. So with permission, Jasper scooped the woman off her feet and started off. "Which way?"

She pointed as Jasper set off at a relatively slow walk, considering how fast he could move. Funny that. He didn't want to let her go at all, didn't want to part too early from her. "I didn't catch your name."

"Holly,"

He felt himself smile, basked in her emotions, the attraction and joy she was giving off despite how disastrous her night might have ended. Drowning in her emotions, Jasper couldn't resist adding in a sultry tone: "Just going to point out, in my case, the lack of heartbeat is not a turn-off."

Embarrassment, attraction, and intrigue.

Jasper's smile widened.

"Trust me, Jazz, you want to be in Seattle tonight."

"Are you going to tell him he's going to meet his mate?"

"Not yet; he won't be as open-minded if I do. No, I'll wait until he gets back… oh, but Edward! You'll love her! She's going to be the best sister!"

[allicekitty13]

With Friends Like These

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Alice is forced to spend Thanksgiving with her father's family for the first time since he and her mother were divorced four years ago. Can an emotionally exhausting day be improved when she runs into Jasper and Rosalie while Black Friday shopping?

Part 2 of Jalice- Holidays an ongoing on short stories taking place on every holiday/special day of the year. I want to make sure everyone’s favorite day is included so feel free to send me a message if there’s a day you’d like to see on the list <3

It was the most uncomfortable Thanksgiving Alice had experienced since the divorce. She hadn't wanted to come, begged her mother to let her celebrate the holiday with The Cullen's as she usually would have and allowing Cynthia to travel to their father's residence in Seattle alone. Alice wasn't a big fan of thanksgiving. Still, spending it with her Aunt Esme, Uncle Carlisle, and even her moody overdramatic cousin Edward would have been much preferable to being stuck with her father's side of the family all day.

The morning had been spent with Anna-Marie, her soon to be step-mother who'd made it a goal to bond with the girls. They'd baked multiple pies and prepared enough side dishes to feed a small army. It was rather bothersome how, despite tearing her family apart, the woman desperately wanted to be a part of Alice and Cynthia's lives. She'd spent quite some time that morning trying to convince the youngest Brandon to call her 'mom.' If this was a day for being thankful, Alice would count the girl's outright refusal as one of the few blessings of the day.

The woman's awkward efforts at girl talk as they paid half-attention to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade were almost tolerable compared to the silent treatment Alice had received from her Aunt and uncle. From the moment they had arrived, their father's sister and her husband had pointedly ignored Alice's presence going out of their way to shower little Cynthia with adoration while pretending Alice wasn't there.

In all honesty, as she sat pushing around the turkey, mashed potatoes, and stuffing on her plate, she decided that having people pretend you didn't exist was much preferable to the barrage of questions her grandparents threw her way. They wanted to know about her grades, where was she planning on going to school after graduation, did she have a boyfriend.

Alice didn't want to answer any of these inquiries. Her response about her mediocre grades in English and history earned her a look of satisfaction from where her Aunt sat across the table. She didn't have an answer to the other questions having no current plans to go to university.

The boyfriend question, in particular, gave her pause. She'd been seeing Jasper Whitlock casually since Halloween when he'd finally confessed his mutual crush. She was enjoying the relationship, letting a sweet smile slip at the thought of the boy, but they hadn't had that conversation yet. She couldn't honestly say if he was her boyfriend or not, though she was definitely open to the idea.

In response to her grandparents, she had offered a simple no. Even if she did have a legitimate answer to their question, in all reality, it was none of their business. Over the past four years, there hadn't been a single birthday card; they hadn't given Alice or Cynthia so much a birthday card. Every one of the relatives on her mother's side already knew all the answers to these questions, had her grandparents made any effort to remain in her life after the divorce, they would as well.

The barrage of questions, the silent treatment of her Aunt and uncle, Anna-Marie's ever frequent attempts to include her in conversation, and of course, the dirty looks her father kept shooting her way was almost too much to handle. She wanted to yell at her grandparents to shut up, to stand up and storm away from the table, to hop in her car and drive straight back to Forks. But as she looked to where Cynthia was sitting on her grandfather's lap sharing a piece of pumpkin pie, she knew she had to stick it out as always Alice needed to be the adult. In due time, Cynthia would learn the cruelties of the Brandon family. For now, it was best to sit back and allow her younger sibling to enjoy the innocence of her youth.

With an internal sigh and a quick glance at her watch, curious as to how much longer she would have to endure her extended family Alice turned her attention back to her grandparents. She continued to politely answer the increasingly invasive questions as she waited for the meal to end when she could go upstairs to her old room and hopefully contact some of her friends over Zoom. The thought of flirting with Jasper, explaining the complexities of contouring to Bella, or discussing baseball with Emmett was enough to keep her powering through the meal.

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Once the extended family had said their goodbyes and made their way back to their own homes, Anna-Marie had the fantastic idea of trying to bond with the girls some more before they returned to Forks later that night. The idea was that the  family , for lack of a better word, would head to Target for some early Black Friday shopping.

Cynthia had taken to the promise of new toys quite easily, rushing for her coat as soon as the idea had been proposed, bouncing with excitement as she waited for Alice to end her Zoom call with Emmett. He'd been the only friend available when she'd sent out a group message. Bella was busy watching football with Charlie and Edward, who'd apparently left his own home to join them. She'd gotten a chuckle out of her cousin's response to her text on how football was pointless and boring; it was sweet, though, how he endured the game to please his girlfriend. To Alice's disappointment, neither Jasper nor Rosalie had responded to her message; she understood they were likely spending quality time with family, but it would have been nice to see their faces, specifically the former.

Emmett's presence was a godsend though, he was always good for a bad joke and discussion of something nonsensical. He was good at distracting people from matters at hand, precisely what Alice needed after the excruciatingly long afternoon and the tedium of her old room. It made sense that the space wouldn't be the same after four years and with most of her belongings back in Forks, but she hadn't expected it to feel so... foreign.

With some words of encouragement from Emmett, a quick reminder that it was only a few more hours before she would be allowed to make the return trip to Forks, Alice ended the call with her friend and begrudgingly made her way downstairs.

Luckily, she had been able to convince her father it made the most sense to drive herself to Target. After all, she'd driven both she and Cynthia to Seattle that morning, and by the time they'd finished shopping, it would be time to make the return trip. As she directed her sister into the beat-up Lumina and proceeded to buckle herself in, she wondered if Edgar's easy acceptance had been due to the logic of the statement or in an excuse to spend less time around his children. Watching her father and his future wife throughout the day had made it abundantly clear that the siblings were not there because he missed his children; rather, their presence was a concession to Anna-Marie's misguided desire to be a part of their lives.

Once at the store, Edgar had made halfhearted attempts to point out things his fiance thought Alice might enjoy. Books on subjects that might have interested her four years prior, records that may have held her interest before the divorce. Anna-Marie had likely gone through the few belongings left in Alice's room in an attempt to form a bond between the eldest daughter and her father. The effort was, however, far too little and far too late.

It took less than an hour for the two adults to give up on trying to placate Alice turning their undivided attention instead to her easier to please younger sister. Too young to recall or understand exactly what the pair had done, Cynthia  seemed  fine looking at toys with Edgar and Anna-Marie. So, when all three backs were turned to examine a doll the youngest Brandon daughter had pointed at excitedly, Alice ducked out of the aisle headed for the store's makeup section.

As she looked over a new line of palettes from Stila, a favorite brand of hers, she thought to herself that there was no way she could afford the still-high price even at the significant Black Friday price slash. Making a move to put it back, she jumped in fright as a pair of hands covered her eyes, only relaxing when the familiar voice of Jasper Whitlock whispered "Boo" in her ear as the hands dropped from her field of vision.

With a delighted chuckle and the first genuine smile she'd exhibited that day, she turned around, leaning in to hug the first friendly face she'd seen since leaving home for her father's that morning, allowing herself to relax in his presence. Even before they'd entered into whatever their relationship was now, Jasper had always been one of her closest friends. His presence was calming and safe. As she peeked around his arm, her happiness rose at seeing yet another friendly face standing back, looking over a rack of lipsticks.

Rosalie, who's long luscious curly locks were usually the same honey shade of blonde as her brother, had dyed her hair with what was meant to be temporary black dye to really get into the part of her Halloween costume. Unfortunately, the coloring hadn't washed out completely, leaving her hair stained a silvery grey color. To her credit, Rosalie had chosen to embrace the new look rather than freak out about the mistake. Always the drama queen, she had leaned into it, cultivating a vastly different style choice choosing slightly edgier black outfits over the past few months.

"What are you guys doing here?" Alice asked, pulling back from the hug, curious as to the circumstances bringing her two friends to a Target in Seattle when there was a location closer to Forks in Silverdale.

"Mom and dad wanted a new sectional for the living room, and this was the closest Target that has the one they're looking at." Rosalie commented as she placed a few lipsticks from the display into her shopping basket. "I'm glad we ran into you. Jas wouldn't shut up in the car about how 'Alice is in Seattle with her dad. I wonder how her day's going. Should I text her, or is that weird? What if she's also at Target? Wouldn't that be fun?' Gotta say, I really wasn't looking forward to that dialogue on the way back."

Rosalie's direct response caused both of the other teens to blush, looking away from each other. "Whatcha' looking at?" Jasper asked, snatching the shadow pallette out of Alice's hands in an attempt to change the subject.

"Oh, it's nothing. Just some new makeup; I'm thinking of seeing if mom can pick it up for Christmas." She the inside corner of her lip as she spoke, not wanting to let on that her mother would not be spending fifty dollars on makeup for Christmas or that there was no way she could afford it herself. "So, do you guys have time to hang out for a bit?"

"Avoiding your dad?" Jasper asked, eliciting a sad nod from the short girl. "Well, anything for you. Right Rose?" He looked over his shoulder at his sister with a mischievous grin.

Rosalie, who now bore an identical expression, agreed with enthusiasm. "I'm sure we can find some ways to keep you entertained."

Jasper quickly tossed something into his sister's shopping basket before grabbing Alice's hand, dragging her off into the heart of the store, followed by a giggling Rosalie.

The trio found various ways to entertain themselves, such as; sword fighting with wrapping paper; Rosalie had picked up a copy of Candyland with the suggestion that they play it ironically in the cady aisle. Alice had agreed on the condition that they purchase it and give it to Cynthia.

Rosalie and Alice had held a competition to see who could put together the most ridiculous outfit strutting through the clothing department. At the same time, Jasper filmed their antics to share on TikTok.

It had been a fun few hours of chaotic activity ending in a trip to the instore Starbucks to reenergize with pumpkin spice as they wandered around trying to decide what to do next. Eventually, they ended up sitting in some camping chairs set out on display in the outdoors section watching the throngs of customers fighting over merchandise. Alice and Jasper sat drinking their Starbucks as they brainstormed what to do next.

Alice had been sitting back, enjoying the pleasant turn her night had taken, when Jasper stood up with an excited look on his face. "I've got it!"

"Please," Rosalie responded. "Do elaborate."

"Okay, the game is hide and seek with a twist. You can hide anywhere in the store; if you're found, you can run and hide again. But if you're tagged, you're done. Any questions?"

"I'm in, but you're it." Alice stood, pulling a cloth headband from her bag. She stepped up onto a decorative stump that made up part of the camping display and tied the fabric around Japer's eyes. "Count to twenty-five and come find us."

She looked over at Rosalie, who nodded, counted to three, and shouted, "GO!" As she took off down the aisle in search of a hiding spot.

Alice followed suit with a light giggle, rushing instinctively to the juniors section ducking under a clearance rack hiding behind the markdown fall jeans and dresses.

It wasn't long before she could see Jasper coming from between the clothing items, stifling a giggle in anticipation, prepared to run as he looked through every rack looking for the girls. It didn't take long for him to reach the spot where she was hidden, laughing out gotcha as she ducked to the side, making a break for the seasonal section. As she chanced a glance behind her to see if he was on her tail, relieved to see the coast was clear, she slowed to a walk only to be surprised when Jasper jumped out from the aisle in front of her.

He reached out, wrapping an arm around her waist, pulling her forward into a hug. "Got ya, for real this time." He laughed as he held her close, gazing down at her with affection.

The air felt thick with a comfortable tension, her heart thumping hard at a slow, steady rhythm. "We should probably go look for Rosalie." She spoke softly after a moment.

"Yeah, you're probably right." He didn't immediately release her, pausing with an expression that made her wonder if there was something he wanted to say but was holding back.

With a slight shake of the head, Jasper released his hold on her waist. "Would you like a ride, milady?" he asked, gesturing to a discarded shopping cart off to the side, causing Alice to break down in giggles. He lifted her up, placing her delicately into the empty cart, proceeding to push her down the aisle in search of his sibling.

Rosalie wasn't hard to find, having gotten distracted by a bin of discounted Nintendo games and forgetting about the game. The trio decided to wander about the store once again. Distracted by pleasant conversation and a game of walking charades. They didn't notice when they Edgar, Anna-Maria, and Cynthia spotted their group or how Alice's father was storming directly toward them.

"Mary-Alice, who are these people." Her father looked on at Rosalie and Jasper in disgust. Although she didn't particularly care about her father's opinion, it would have been nice to introduce Edgar to Jasper under better circumstances, maybe when she had a clearer idea of exactly what he was to her. At the very least, not while he was pushing her around a Target in a shopping cart.  

"That's Jasper!" Cynthia piped in, unaware of how their father would view the situation. "He's Alice's boyfriend. And Rosie!" The little girl's face lit up upon seeing her favorite of her sister's friends standing off to the side. Cynthia instantly released her hand from Anna-Marie's and bounced over to give the woman a hug. The woman seemed slightly dejected at the action, realizing that the child had been placating her all day, happy to receive any sort of attention. Whereas upon seeing Rosalie, she had been genuinely excited, immediately beginning to chatter about her day at top speeds.

Alice's attention was focused on her fuming father expecting the worst. There wasn't much he could do; after all, they were in a public location, and he'd lost all control he had over her when Alice had moved out with her mother in the divorce. Still, that fear remained ever-present as she unconsciously scooted back further into the cart.

"Get out of that cart and act like a lady! You're embarrassing yourself and my name!" The man seethed, hissing the words through a clenched jaw.

Alice stood, trying to figure out how exactly she was going to get out on her own when Jasper picked her up again. He placed her back on the ground gently before both turned once again to face the angry Edgar. Jasper never once removing his hand from the small of her back; she was grateful for this, the touch keeping her calm and grounded.

Edgar opened his mouth, presumably to order his daughter to say goodbye to her friends when a familiar voice sounded from behind the group. "There are my children," Alice turned around to see David Hale striding over to the group. "Alice and Cynthia as well, what a pleasant surprise."

David offered both girls a warm smile before turning his attention to Alice's father. "And Edgar, I'm shocked I never made the connection before.  Brandon,  you must be the girl's father, such a small world when the daughter of one of my suppliers happens to become such close friends with my children without either of us knowing. Jasper, Rose," He looked over his shoulder at the twins, "Your mother is out front in the van; we're ready to leave. You should take Alice and go check out while I catch up with Mr. Brandon for a moment." He then turned his attention back to Edgar with an incredulous expression.

Not needing to be told twice, the three teens left the adults to talk, making their way to the self-checkouts located at the front of the store where Rosalie began to scan her purchases. Alice zoned out as the twins discussed the matter of an item Rosalie hadn't recalled placing in the basket; not wanting to involve herself in their argument, she instead thought back to the confrontation with her father. The gravity of Cynthia's words suddenly hitting her with full force; the eight-year-old had called Jasper her boyfriend. She'd been too preoccupied in the moment to notice, but now that she'd come to the realization, she was suddenly anxious. She looked over at the guy in question; he was smiling at his sister in triumph, having apparently won the battle.

She wondered what he had thought of Cynthia's statement as Rosalie paid for their items, slipping her brother a bag before they wandered out into the parking lot. Had he even noticed, or had he been just as distracted as she had been by the uncomfortable situation?

"What's on your mind?" Jasper asked once outside, motioning for his twin to go on ahead as they walked over to where Alice's Lumina was parked. "You're doing that thing where you're thinking too hard and start chewing on the corner of your lip."

"I do that?"

"Nope, don't change the subject, missy. What's wrong?"

"Okay..." She opened nervously. "You didn't correct Cynthia when she called you my boyfriend."

"Well, you didn't either." His response came with equal trepidation.

"I guess I didn't."

"Did... did you want me to?"

Alice shook her head, furiously at the question, "No! I just... wanted to be sure what was going on here."

"Oh Alice," Jasper chuckled as he bent down to please a kiss in her temple as he shoved a Target sack into her hands, "Happy early Christmas,  girlfriend . I'll see you on Monday." He tucked a stray hair behind her eat with a smile before venturing over to where Rosalie as waiting with their parents shooting Alice a final glance before climbing into his family's van.

She leaned against her own vehicle with a dopey smile. That had been as clear an answer as she could have asked for. Looking down into the bag, she pulled out a single item, the same Stila palette she'd been looking at earlier. She held the eyeshadow in her hands, tightly filled with joy. Of course, he'd noticed her every expression and caught onto her lie. That was just like Jasper, to do something so sweet on the spur of the moment.

Alice tossed the gift into the backseat of her car before making her way back inside. Prepared to endure the rest of the obligatory time with her family. Her Thanksgiving might have started out terrible, but with friends like Emmett and Rosalie and a boyfriend  like Jasper. She really couldn't complain.

[volturialice]

Do you have any headcanons for a child of Alice and Jasper?

yes! but first I have to disclaim. I don’t think alice and jasper want kids, or would ever have them on purpose. they are perfectly content with just the two of them. so the only instances where I can see them ending up with a kid are a) pre-birth-control-era historical AUs where kids are simply an expected consequence of being a cishet couple in a long-term sexual relationship, or b) modern AUs where they end up with an accidental kid. I think alice in particular would have an almost disturbingly casual attitude toward parenthood—sort of “oh yeah, sure, I can do that I guess” as if we’re talking about signing up for karaoke and not raising an entire human.

but in all scenarios where they have a kid, I always imagine them with only one and it’s always a girl (nb or genderfluid also acceptable) because lbr can you imagine alice trying to raise a boy

someone: oh, congrats! what gender are you guys hoping for?

jasper: no preference

alice: if it’s a boy we’re leaving him for the white walkers

(it’s ok she can say that she already knows it’s a girl)

but I imagine Whitlock Jr. would be very self-assured and independent. alice’s parenting style seems incredibly permissive from the surface, but she actually does a great job encouraging confidence and self-sufficiency. jasper is definitely the worrywart parent, but he’s also a great listener and his calming influence makes a huge difference when it comes to healthy communication.

jalice kid hcs:

Whitlock Jr. has Weird Little Girl energy. she’s capricious as fuck—totally chill one moment, crashing through walls like the kool-aid man the next. her teenage years are an absolute nightmare

she also goes through phases where she hyperfocuses on one topic at a time and becomes an extreme expert in some obscure field before moving on to the next thing

she has jasper’s perpetually messy hair. no matter how many youtube tutorials alice watches, no matter how much product she uses, her daughter’s hair is back to looking like it’s just been licked by a giant cat within minutes

but for the most part, this kid is fine with dressing up and looking girly—she just absolutely trashes her clothes all the time. she’ll climb trees or stomp through mud puddles in a big frilly dress and think nothing of it. alice is ok with it because it means her child needs a new Look every single day. she’s living the dream (edward is the one who gets upset about the wasting of finite resources)

Whitlock Jr.’s ability to focus really intensely coupled with her chaotic impulses make her ideally suited for a lot of creative pursuits like art, writing, music, etc

but jasper likes to encourage her more athletic side and they get stupid competitive over dumb trivial things

she’s a fairly tall and gangly kid, eventually reaching 5′7″ or so. alice is Big Mad about it but at least that’s one more person who can fetch things down from high shelves for her

unlike her relatively tactful parents, Whitlock Jr. is blunt as hell. rosalie secretly encourages this quality even as alice is having a meltdown about how her daughter will bomb every job interview

jasper is one of those Self-Defense Dads who is like “you must be able to kill any and every motherfucker with your little finger without breaking a sweat”

he gets really excited any time one of his daughter’s Topics Of The Month overlaps with his academic or philosophical interests because then they can have all these crazy in-depth Nerd Talks

if Whitlock Jr. ever became a vampire, she wouldn’t have a supernatural gift. she’s that fluke Squib offspring who just doesn’t give a fuck about all this hocus pocus-y nonsense. she came here to kick ass and drink deer blood and she’s all out of deer blood

[nonbinaryzma]

no coffins, just capes, part 2: the blood siblings

Rosalie and Jasper Whitlock-Hale are fraternal twins from south Texas. If their names sound familiar, maybe you remember watching Rose compete in the first and only season of a regional Toddlers & Tiaras spinoff—she performed a tap routine to a pop remix of the Star-Spangled Banner for the talent portion of the competition, and won Mini Supreme for her age division. 

The child services investigation came a year later. Removed from their mother’s custody and with no relatives willing to take them, the twins expected to be separated for good—until along cames the doctor. He’s young and handsome, and, most importantly, extremely wealthy, and because he’s willing to take in both of the siblings, as well as willing to be somewhat unscrupulous as to who receives his money, they find themselves in his custody faster than blinking.

Doctor Cullen—Carlisle, he asks them to call him, but they’re only ten, and Rose has a bit of a lisp without her flipper in, so “Doctor” is easier—has two kids already. Mary Alice, who point blank refuses to respond to being called Mary, is thirteen and suuuuper weird. Edward is 17, and he doesn’t really look that much like Doctor Cullen, but he says they’re actually brothers, and Rose and Jasper don’t look much alike either.

The doctor has a big house on the outskirts of Forks City, and he makes Rose and Jasper sleep in their own rooms, even when Rose says they’re used to sharing, they’d prefer it, really. Jasper insists that it’ll be fine, though, and their rooms end up being right next to each other—close enough that Jasper can link their minds in his sleep, send her feelings of comfort with what their mom called “twin telepathy” before she realized it was real.

Three weeks into living with the Cullens, Rose wakes up with a nightmare, and knows something is wrong. Jasper’s door is locked from the hall, so Rose goes for help—except, Allie is the only one in the house. 

“Carlisle got called in for an emergency,” she says. “He took Edward along with him and told me not to wake you guys.”

Rose is smaller, but Allie insists on being the one to climb out the window in Rose’s room and into Jasper’s. When she lets Rose in, she looks…really worried. 

“I tried to wake him up, but I think he has a fever, and his arm…it looks like he hurt himself somehow. I think it’s infected,” Alice tells her carefully, like Rose won’t understand, like she hasn’t been the one fixing Jasper every time he gets hurt.

Except, if she fixes it now, Alice will see. And then Rose’ll get in trouble, just like when she fixed the bruise on his leg in front of Uncle Blaine. And if she gets in trouble, they’ll send her somewhere and keep Jasper where no one will be able to fix him when he’s hurt.

“Can you call Doctor Cullen?” Rose asks, hoping she can just. Get Allie out of the room.

But Alice only looks at her pensively, with just a hint of pity sneaking out from behind the thick lenses of her glasses.

“I know what you can do, Rose. It’s okay—I’m special, too. We all are. It’s why we found you.”

Biting her lip, Rose approaches her brother. She puts a hand to his arm, feels herself becoming aware of the blood rushing underneath his skin. Just under the bruised and angry-looking skin, she can feel where the blood feels just plain wrong, and wills it thicker, wills capillaries closed and oxygen into cells without knowing what any of the pieces are called.

Jasper’s fever breaks soon after Rose fixes his blood, and when he’s awake and properly responsive, Allie kneels on the floor next to the bed.

“Has either of you heard of hemophilia?” she asks, and when they both shake their heads no, starts to explain while they wait for the doctor to return.

[twilightpocfans]

Escape (Jasper Hale x black reader)

imagine for @lola-bunny765

Maria was your friend, this wasn’t supposed to happen but it did, and you did the unthinkable: you fell in love with her mate, and he is in love with you too. You didn’t know how long you could pretend not to care about Jasper Whitlock in front of your friend; you tried to call off this thing with Jasper, whatever this was, but it was useless as he kissed you. “Jasper.” Kiss. “We.” Kiss. “Can’t.” Kiss. In all your years, both mortal and immortal, you had never been kissed like this. So full of love and passion.

“Y/N, Maria never has to know. She’s too busy building an army.” His lips moved to your throat and you even though you didn’t have a functioning circulatory system anymore, you felt as though you were on fire. “Maria is friend Jasper, this isn’t right. You know it and I know it.” Also, your relationship with Jasper is practically illegal, even if you don’t adhere to human laws anymore; you are a black woman in a relationship with a white man, and if you two were human, Jasper would be thrown in jail and you would be killed. “Then let’s go. We can make a run for it!”

That sounded way too good to be true. Where would you go? No human would take in a white man and a black woman, and even in the north, your relationship would still be illegal. “That won’t work. We’d attract too much attention from humans.” “We’ll figure it out. The war is bound to end at some point.”

You hoped that what Jasper said was true, that the war would be over and your people freed. That you and Jasper could be together, but you knew that wasn’t happening anytime soon. Jasper took out his pocket watch and studied it for a second. “Maria will be back soon-” “Y/N how could you?! After everything I did for you, you go and do this!” How could you not hear her coming back?

The two of you scrambled to put your clothes back on and you turned to face her. Maria’s eyes were a bright red, fresh from hunting, her face screwed up into the ugliest look you had ever seen. “Please, Maria, you have to believe us, we never meant for this to happen!” you pleaded with us as she stalked forward, leaning into a crouch. She sprang and you crashed into her into the side of the barn, taking out the wall. You were still a relatively new vampire, turned six months ago, so you were still a little stronger than Maria.

You had the upper hand, that is, until Maria flipped you over, nearly ripping your arm out of the socket when Jasper stepped in and tossed her, knocking Maria into another wall. Maybe it was time to run; you and Jasper could go to Mexico, or maybe go north after all. South America? Europe? “Y/N, we have to go! Now!” 

All you could do was stare at Maria’s detached arms, and they were crawling (if that’s the right word) toward you. She couldn’t get you without both arms, and she more furious than ever. “Y/N! Let’s go!” The two of you ran; You ran for as long as the sky was dark, you ran until you were out of Texas. By daybreak the two of you were in Louisiana, New Orleans to be exact and you were currently hiding out at an inn, waiting for nightfall so you could move again.

You moved further away from Texas until you had reached South Carolina so you could get to the Atlantic Ocean. No matter how much distance you tried to put between yourselves and Maria and her coven, you and Jasper knew that eventually she would find you, even if it took forever. And she had forever.

[onionpowder]

in which jasper is an afro-mexican vaquero (part 1, probably)

japser is the bastard son of a mexican plantation owner (who moved to texas bc according to my research slavery was abolished in mexico in the 1820s) and a slave (her name is adeline whitlock and jasper loves her more than anything) 

he was never acknowledged bc racists are racist and jasper’s sperm donor was no exception

escaped to mexico ~1 year after the civil war broke out (1862ish) after adeline’s brother, manuel, started a riot as a diversion so slaves could run away with the help of mexican abolitionists

though he didn’t want to, jasper had to leave his family (adeline, manuel, and a little sister called charlotte) behind, but he promised himself that he’d return to rescue them when he had reinforcements

he returned to the plantation only to discover that his family had been sent off to other plantations, thus starting his career as an outlaw - he went around texas with his posse (á la kissin’ kate barlow) looking for his family, freeing slaves, robbing banks and burning down plantations (a tru hero.... :’) yee haw)

eventually he took the last name “liberto” (meaning freed or released in spanish/latin) in place of whitlock because he felt that it was part of his identity. being named after his mother’s first captor was his past

fun outlaw nicknames include but aren’t limited to: Light ‘Em Up Liberto, Liberto Libertador, and Japser Desperado! this bitch was on all of those fun wild west wanted dead or alive posters!

he kept the first he saw - it’s framed and hangs on his bedroom wall

never found his family :( but like 50 years later he tracked his relatives down with alice and sends them that vampire $$$$

despite being this fuckin badass outlaw motherfucker, he was whitewashed in film/book adaptations of his story!!!!!!! his name & story were featured HEAVILY in westerns but almost always attributed to a white face

jasper saw this BULLSHIT and from like 1936-1945 he went on benders where he ate folks who looked like the actors who played him lol

in like 1964 they finally did a semi-accurate version of his story with james edwards playing jasper liberto and u bet ur ASS the entire cullen clan went to see it to support him!!!!! the movie was good but eventually deemed as a forgotten gem though bc it came out in the early 60s and jfk had just been assassinated for supporting civil rights :(

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

That other ask about how random OCs that were harry's long-lost sibling would end up faring makes me think of those crossover fics about Harry being related to characters from other fandoms. How do you think, say, Sasuke being Harry's cousin or Loki being Harry's father/uncle would've turned out? Same story as WBWL but ending worse for Harry? Would it be even more tragicomedic than something like Draco Malfoy being Jasper Whitlock's reincarnation happening?

Anon's referring to this post.

I mean, it depends greatly on which character we're talking about here.

Though if you're looking for general trends usually these also fall in the 'fix-it' realm of things (sort of like where Harry has a new guardian). Only now Harry has cool new powers from this new universe (the sharingan/ninjutsu, icy godlike abilities, etc.) as well as a cool new figure in his life that the author undoubtedly adores (so lots of bonding with Loki or whoever).

In that, it's not the same as WBWL or at least, not exactly in that we're not meant to despise the new relative. It may still hate on Dumbledore and the Wizarding World, for not understanding what Harry really is or where he really comes from and using him in the wizarding world battles but the new relative is almost always a positive figure.

If you're asking me how I'd do it, again, depends on the character.

The characters you throw out though, woof, that's a rough time.

In the case of being a cousin of Sasuke well that would have both Sasuke and Itachi very interested (not to mention Obito, Orochimaru, and everyone else). Itachi would endeavor to keep Harry as far away from the elemental nations/as ignorant as possible to avoid--well--what happened to Sasuke. Sasuke, upon finding he has a surviving cousin who is not a maniac, would be over the moon as well as utterly terrified because he has this defenseless, useless, cousin who Itachi will surely murder in a horrific way sooner rather than later. This is not counting Obito getting to Harry first and either a) murdering him or b) using him to his own benefit (which Obito could so very easily do). Basically, the wizarding world and that shenanigan is an after thought to all but Harry who thinks these nice cousins/guardians are helping him destroy Voldemort (they don't even care, that's just step 1 of their many plans).

In the case of Loki, well, you have Loki's very messed up relationship with his family history. Loki might very well murder Harry if he's a cousin or a nephew due to Harry being a frost giant who sullies Loki's name (remember, Loki almost blew up their planet that one time and he's not over being a frost giant himself). If Harry is Loki's son--well, first, who the hell did Loki sleep with and how the hell did that even happen? But I imagine Loki would get--really weird about it. He'd vacillate between disappointed at having a half-mortal offspring and pouring everything into this child to a) have the child not have his own shitty childhood and b) cement his legacy as something outside Laufey and Odin. Then of course you have Loki trying to take over the Earth and enslave mankind and all the other nonsense he gets up to that Harry is... somehow in the middle of. Voldemort, again, is an afterthought.

But basically, nothing like WBWL and very quickly veering away from the Harry Potter plot.

[allicekitty13]

Born To Run: Chapter 1

Mary-Alice Brandon has just returned to her hometown after an incident causing her to relocate just a year ago. Meanwhile, Jasper has become increasingly frustrated with his home life and decides to uncover just what exactly his brother had been hiding. In 1957 two people, with two drastically different personalities meet for the first time. Will their worlds clash or will they realize the only ones they can truly trust with their secrets are each other.

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Her eyes fluttered open at the prompting chime of her alarm clock currently ringing on the bedside table to her right. Mustering up as much energy as possible when one was just pulled promptly frum slumber, Alice rolled from the comfortable position on her side to lie flat on her back. Despite the powder blue clock still ringing throughout her bedroom, Alice couldn't help but to reflect on the wonderful dream she'd been having.

In the night vision, she'd been back in Paris shopping with her step-sister Kate. Being in France the past year had been like a dream come true, a much-needed break from the reality she'd been forced to return to. Kate was newly engaged and thus had decided to return home to Nevada with Alice and her fiance, Garrett, in tow. 

Alice's stomach grumbled loudly and painfully, pulling her from the reminiscing session. She snapped her eyes shut tightly, attempting to ignore the alarm's offending bell and the painful ache in her stomach.  Of course, it was no use; her vacation was over. It was time to come down from the clouds and return to reality. Needing to focus on one issue at a time and the alarm still prompting to her side currently being the most prominent, Alice took a deep breath accepting her fate. Summing the energy to flick the little tab on top of the clock to the off position effectively silenced the alarm blanketing the room in silence. 

Willing herself to sit up fully, Alice removed the pale pink sleeping mask covering her eyes, finally greeting the day. She pulled the plush comforter away from her small body and swung her left over the mattress, placing her feet in the house slippers kept neatly next to the bed. She pulled the think pink satin robe that hung from her bedpost over her thin shoulders as she crossed the room to the window overlooking the back garden. Pulling open the lace curtains, Alice gazed down at the flowers.

It was just before dawn, her favorite time of the day. Alice reveled in the way the dim twilight touched down on the beautiful flowers and the small white iron bench she had coerced her father into placing in the middle of the lovely space. The scene was peaceful; day had started, although night hadn't quite ended. Nature reflecting how nothing was black and white; there were gray areas in everything, in everyone. Nothing like the reality she would be walking into in only a few hours. 

Turning her attention back to the clock, the small teen accepted that she had been staring out the window, lost in thought for far too long. Something her step-father, whom she was meant to meet for breakfast shortly, was regularly scolding her for.

She didn't remember her biological father, and her mother rarely spoke of the man. The facts she had were that her parents had been wed young in an arranged marriage in 1938, Edgar Brandon had been drafted to join the war just two years after Alice was born. The man had gone missing in action, presumed dead. 

Shortly after Alice's fourth birthday, Lilian had met a charming man by the name of Eleazar Burke. Before the year was out, the happy couple were married. Eleazar was the only father Alice had ever known. The now seventeen-year-old adored her unusual family; Kate was more than she could have ever asked for in an older sibling they, of course, fought at times but very close. While they may not be biologically related, Alice couldn't imagine a kinder, more understanding father in Eleazar. He loved all three of his daughters, including Alice, equally never playing favorites. He didn't play favorites, distributing the wealth and opportunity attached to his name evenly between the three girls.

Once she'd gotten moving, preparing for the day came like second nature. She now stood in front of the mirror with her hair and makeup done. She was fully dressed in her favorite skirt and sweater set, complete with the new petticoat she had picked up shopping with Kate over the summer. She'd been saving it specifically for her first day at school back in her hometown since the incident. The way it flared out the red skirt was both fashionable and made her hips look just a bit thicker. The matching cardigan hung somewhat loose, also in line with the current trends while slightly masking the frailness of her frame. She smoothed down the skirt and straightened out her pan collar perfectly before pinning both sides down with the lucky pearl collar pins inherited from her maternal grandmother. Alice took one final look in the mirror with a deep breath and silent prayer. She plastered a smile on her face, ready to face the day.

Meanwhile, across town, Jasper Whitlock was in for a quite literal rude awakening. "Wake up, sleepyhead. We're gonna' be late for school." With a groan of annoyance, Jasper opened his eyes to the familiar face of his cousin Rosalie. The sassy blonde was simultaneously one of his favorite people yet also the curse of his existence. Jasper frequently shifted between feelings of gratefulness for having such a fun-loving relative living next door and wishing her family had never moved across the country to help out after his mother's passing.

With her presently standing next to his bed, hands on her hips, very likely fully prepared to throw something at him if he didn't get moving. He was currently feeling the latter. "Since when do you care about school?" He groaned, sitting up on the thin mattress lying on the floor. "More importantly, why are you here, and how did you get in my room?"

"The door, your dads passed out again and it was unlocked." Rosalie shrugged, crossing the room to take a seat at the only chair not covered in clothing, sheet music, or records as she examined her nails. "Anyway, I don't care about school, but I don't want to miss the fireworks, so we're at least going to morning classes. Now, get up and get dressed."

"What are you yammering on about?" Jasper responded as he threw the worn, tattered blankets to the side and grabbed a white t-shirt from its place, lazily shoved into an already open dresser drawer directly to the side of his mattress.

"Mary-Alice Brandon is coming back today."

"Yeah," The other teen rolled his eyes. "Well fuck Mary-Alice Brandon."

"Oh, come on, tell me you don't care about the inherent entertainment of watching everyone flock back to following her lead and leaving poor Charlotte in the dust."

"You're demented."

"You know how petty high school politics amuse me so." The tall blonde woman shrugged before she stood straightening out her leather jacket as she crossed the room. "At least come to support your best friend? Charlotte is either going to be elated or upset. If it's the latter, it's going to make Pete upset. Relationships are kind of like dominos that way. Now hurry up, Riley's waiting outside, and we need a ride, oh favorite cousin of mine."

With that, Rosalie confidently strutted out of her cousin's room, down that hallway. In the Whitlock's living room, her mother and uncle were engaged in the same decade-old argument they'd been having from the moment Ruth and Joseph Hale had packed up their family moving from New York to Nevada. Rosalie had only been one at the time, having no memory of what actually happened. The backlash, however, had caused a ripple effect through the lives of everyone in the family. Because of this, it was no secret that Irene Whitlock had passed away shortly after Jasper's birth. That uncle Thomas had fallen into deep despair losing his job and drinking the days away. 

It was concern for the boys, James and Jasper, that had prompted the move. Her mother so worried for her nephew's well being that they'd relocated their entire lives to be there and help take care of them. It was meant to be temporary until Thomas got back on his feet. Seventeen years later, the siblings were still arguing over it. Her mother pleading for the man to think of his children. 

Unwilling to witness the same fight yet again, Rosalie left the house and headed to the street where her twin brother stood leaning against Jasper's car. "Is he coming?" Riley asked, disinterestedly kicking absently at the pavement, scuffing up his shoes in the process. 

"Yeah, I had to guilt-trip him, but he's coming."

Just as the words had left Rosalie's mouth, the seventeen-year-old in question came shuffling out of the house. Once the door was carefully and quietly shut behind him, Jasper's demeanor shifted, and he confidently stalked down the sidewalk, climbing into his car without uttering a single word. No sooner had the twins piled into the vehicle behind him than Jasper had peeled out of the driveway headed in the direction of the local high school, barely giving Riley enough time to pull the door shut.

Outside the school, Peter, Jasper's best friend, a tall boy with dark hair, was standing in the parking lot talking to Charlotte. The pair had begun dating over the summer, much to Jasper's annoyance. Their relationship had started in the fall when the girl had entered the antique shop owned by Jasper's uncle that Peter worked in part-time. The two had hit it off as instant friends. Despite a plethora of drama involving Charlotte's now ex-boyfriend Demetri and her friend Jane, the pair had entered into a romantic relationship.

While Jasper didn't particularly care for the girl or her crowd, Peter was gone for her. So the teen put up with Charlotte, and more often than he'd like the teenage queens who followed her around like puppies. Over time, though he would die before admitting it to anyone, he'd even begun to almost like her.

So, when he exited his car, Jasper nodded in greeting to the new couple from across the parking lot before turning to his own social circle in the parking space next to his own. The teens were gathered around admiring Benjamin's new car that he'd won in a race just a few weeks prior. Maria, one of his oldest friends having grown up in the same neighborhood, was already stretched out across the hood leaning back against the windshield. A cigarette burned from its place tucked loosely between her fingers as she chatted with Lucy and Nettie about their plans for the afternoon once they'd ditched.

Jasper was well aware that most if any of the assembled teenagers would be ducking out before the end of the school day. Personally, he intended to be long gone as soon as Rosalie's attention was elsewhere. Which, judging by how engaged she seemed to be in her conversation with Benjamin and Randall on the mechanical details of the new car, wouldn't be long. However, he was already here, and it wouldn't hurt to at least stay for first period. So he elected to join in on Riley, Makenna, and Charles's conversation about the new Buddy Holly single.

Jasper had just made plans with the latter two to head to the local diner later and play the song on the jukebox when Peter, followed closely by Charlotte, headed over to collect his best friend for homeroom. Bidding his friends goodbye, Jasper followed the other boy, his girlfriends, and the group of students she associated with into the building where their lockers were located. As always, because lockers were assigned alphabetically by surname, Peter and Jasper's lockers were right next to each other. 

Not planning on being an active student, let alone showing up at school more often than necessary, Jasper hadn't brought alone anything to warrant keeping in a locker. So, he took a seat on a bench located under a window next to the set of lockers letting the other teens chat as they placed their belonging in the metal storage structures. 

"Is that Mary-Alice?" Eric Yorke, a rather talkative and, in Jasper's opinion, annoying boy gasped out capturing his and Charlotte's attention. The latter turned away from her conversation with Bella and Jane to look at the boy in confusion. 

Charlotte had known her best friend was back in town, but when they'd spoken earlier Alice, as she'd decided to begin going by dropping the first half of her name, had stated her parents would allow the tiny teen to skip the first week of classes. Being an exceptional student well on the way to becoming valedictorian, and taking the incident into consideration, the school had happily accommodated.

"I thought you said she wasn't coming back until next week Char?" Bella spoke quietly, her eyes now following the same trajectory of Eric's

"Looks like the reign of Charlotte is over." Mike snickered, also staring at the top of the stairwell. Following her friends' gaze, Charlotte's expression quickly morphed from one of confusion to that of utter delight. 

Jasper didn't care much for the particulars of high school politics. Prior to Peter's entanglement with Charlotte, the name Mary-Alice had been nothing more than a blip on his radar. The two ran in vastly different circles, he being a proud greaser surrounding himself with like-minded truants who cared more about races and the newest records than anything else. She, a spoiled overachiever. The goody-two-shoes type who headed every committee whose word the majority of student's hung on. Still, even he'd noticed when the girl had disappeared a year ago. So, he turned his attention to the sight that had captured everyone's attention, curious as to what the commotion was about.

 He was met with the sight of a girl who's smile was so pure she almost seemed to glow. Short despite her blatant attempt to make up the difference with the kitten heels she wore. Her slightly curly hair was a chocolate-colored brown rested just short of her chin. Based on the perfect angles of her collar and the way she kept nervously smoothing out her skirt, it was apparent that she'd taken great care to ensure every aspect of her appearance was perfect. His dislike for the teen was instant; he hardly tried to hide the scowl from his face as he watched her scan the hallway. Once her blue eyes landed upon the small group, she burst into a bright smile and a somehow graceful run down the stairwell.

"Charlotte!" Alice exclaimed in a melodic chirp as she reached the gathering. 

"Alice!" The taller girl responded with equal enthusiasm throwing her arms around her friend. "What are you doing at school?" She questioned the smile never leaving her face as she released her friend.

"Papa thought it might be best to just jump right in if I was up for it since I'm home already." Her smile faltered at the statement but returned quickly. "Who are our new friends?" She asked catching sight of Jasper and Peter eyeing the two with curiosity. The former of whom rolled his eyes at the assumption, he was not nor would her ever be her friend.

Jasper opened his mouth to inform this 'Mary-Alice' of as much, but Charlotte responded before he could get the words out. "Alice," She stated grabbing Peter's hand. "This is Peter, my boyfriend. And that's his best friend Jasper."

"Wow," Alice's eyes widened. "I have missed a lot. It's lovely to meet you both." She smiled once again as she took a seat on the bench next to Jasper, expertly tucking her skirt underneath her slim legs as she descended. "The four of us should go bowling after school; I'd love to get to know the both of you better."

Jasper's annoyance grew at the suggestion, unable to put up with anymore he stood in a haste. "That's never going to happen." He shot the small girl a glare and stormed down the hall out of the building. Forget Rosalie, he thought approaching his vehicle in the parking lot. Forget school, and most of all forget Mary-Alice Brandon.

[wildhearted]

                (   lucien  laviscount ,   he  /  him   )   —   did   you   see   jasper   hale   walking   through   the   streets   of   forks ?   the   twenty - two  /  hundred  &  seventy - four   year   old   vampire   has   been   in   town   for   four   years.   people   in   town   seem   to   say   that   they’re   gallant  and   shrewd ,   but   i’ve   definitely   seen   them   acting �� pretty   intemperate   and   militaristic ,   too .   hopefully   they   don’t   cause   too   much   trouble   in   town .

          i .   ooc . hello ,   hello !   i’m  bear ,   and  as  always  i’m  super  fucking  late.   i  meant  to  have  this  done  +  queued  for  opening ,   but  i  ended  up  having  to  leave  earlier  than  i  thought ,  so  here  we  are .   i  never  know  what  to  say  in  these  things ,  but  hi ,  nice  to  meet  all  y’all ,  i’m  very  excited  for  this  group !   i’m  twenty  years  young ,   i  use  she / her ,   and  you  can  add  me  on  discord  @fuck batman#6050  if  you’re  so  inclined .   i’ll  get  back  to  you  there  like ,   five  times  faster  than  on  tumblr  ims .

          ii .   stats . birth  name :   jasper  whitlock . legal  name :   jasper  hale . nicknames :   jas . birthday :   unknown ,   1844 . birth  place :   houston ,   texas . current  residence :   forks ,   washington . species :   vampire . gender  :   male . sexuality  :   heterosexual . occupation :   student . powers :   pathokenesis .

          iii .   backstory . *     jasper  whitlock  was  born  on  a  plantation  in  texas ,   the  only  son  and  eldest  child  of  a  domestic  slave .   he  barely  knew  his  father ,  a  planter  who  was  sold  off  before  jasper  could  walk ,  but  he  grew  up  by  his  mother  and  sisters’  sides .   by  age  ten ,   he  was  expected  to  work  the  fields ,  and  at  seventeen ,  he  was  sent  to  the  war  effort .

*     for  four  years ,  jasper  was  part  of  the  confederacy's  workforce ,  producing  cannon  for  the  armies .   his  fifth  year ,  general  lee  enlisted  slaves  in  a  last  ditch  effort  to  win  the  war ,  and  jasper  was  armed .   it  was  only  a  few  months  in  that  the  mexican  coven  stumbled  across  and   --   recognizing  his  uniform   --   turned  him .

*     from  there  on ,  jasper’s  backstory  follows  his  canon  one .  he  helped  maria  in  the  southern  vampire  wars ,  planning  battles  and  ‘ disposing ’  of  newborns .   over  time ,   the  cruelty  of  this  life  began  to  wear  on  him ,   and  he  eventually  ran  off  with  two  of  the  newborns .   despite  the  relative  peace  of  a  new  life  with  peter  and  charlotte ,  jasper  still  found  himself  in  turmoil  over  the  killing  of  humans .

*     in   1948 ,   he  met  alice  in  a  diner  in  philadelphia ,   where  she  told  him  of  their  future  together  with  the  cullens .   he  eagerly  joined  her  and  began  to  adjust  to  vegetarianism ,   and  by  1950  the  two  of  them  had  joined  the  coven .

[musesatyourservice]

                                                  Alice Cullen

(Bio on Blog) and Under Read More

Basics

Full Name: Alice Cullen born Mary Alice Brandon

Born: 1901

Status: Vampire

Occupation: Student, Interior Designer, Personal Shopper

Nicknames: Shortie (Jacob), Little Freak (Edward), Frightening Little Monster (Jasper), Psychic (Jacob)

Orientation: Pansexual with a preference towards men.

Location: Forks, Washington

Social Class: High

Spoken Languages: English, Latin, French, Italian, and Spanish.

Family

Mother: Esme Cullen

Father: Carlisle Cullen

Brothers: Edward Cullen and Emmett Cullen

Sisters: Cynthia Brandon (Deceased), Rosalie Hale, and Bella Swan

Physical

FC: Ashley Greene

Hair Color: Black/ Dark Brown

Eye Color: Golden to black

Height: 4'10

Scars: Crescent-shaped teeth mark scars from when she was bitten

Personality

Qualities: Optimistic, welcoming, kind, loving, and fashionable

Flaws: Can spend recklessly, doesn't always take other's advice, and can be a bit overwhelming

MBTI: ENFJ-A The Protagonist

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Enneagram: 7 - The Enthusiast

Likes: Fashion, interior design, nice clothes, music, singing, her husband, her siblings, and her parents

Dislikes: The Volturi and asylums

Biography

Mary Alice Brandon was born in 1901 in Mississppi to Mr. and Mrs. Brandon, later she would also have a younger sister named Cynthia. Her father was a jeweler and pearl trader and her mother was a home maker. She has had precognitive (psychic) abilities since she was a child where she tried to let people know about her predictions and people quickly labeled her as a witch. Her mother was murdered by a stranger. Her father than remmaried six months later, she then suggested that her mother's murder had been planned by her new stepmother. In 1919 Alice began to have visions that her father and her mother's killer would kill her as well. Eventually, after trying to hid at a relatives house, she was taken to an asylum; where she lost her memories due to electroshock therapy and met the man who would eventually turn her into a vampire. She soon had a vision of James, a tracker who caught her scent, and informed the vampire that she befriended and they planned to escape. But no matter what she decided to do, she always saw James catching her. The vampire decided to change her, and by the time James found her she had already been turned; her vampire was killed by James trying to protect her. Her memories had been completely erased again, but she had more intense visions. The first vision she had was of Jasper Whitlock becoming her mate and of their life with the Cullens. With these visiosn she began to try and live a "vegegtarian" lifestyle but was pretty unsucessful as she waited for Jasper; who she found in 1948. Two years later the two of them were able to find the Cullens and got married. They have lived and traveled with the Cullens ever since, going to school and working when they can. Alice helps play the stock market to increase her family's wealth. Though her main ship is with Jasper I am in no way opposed to shipping her with others; I can either have her be polyamorous or change her story line so that it allows for her to fall in love with another person.