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[bless-my-demons]

Redamancy: Chapter Twenty-Nine

Series Summary: What happens when your soulmate is a vampire that struggles to maintain a diet of trying not to kill you? Common sense says run for the hills, nothing is worth your life - but my heart is whispering why not, what’s there to lose?

Warnings: does a handsy Jasper need a warning?

Notes: oh my god it’s been so long, I’ve been eating myself up over not posting. I’ve been working myself to death, but I’ve finally got a long weekend off and so I used it to get back to what makes me happy - this story! Omg I hope you guys love it🥹 I also have to go through and update my taglist later tonight, so bear with me on that until I add it!

Word Count: 1500

Series Masterlist

• April 3rd, 2006 • Forks HS •

Reader

Tingly.

That’s the state of my body this morning, the state of my mind.

Not only am I riding an emotional high from our conversation this weekend, but my dream last night… Good lord, that dream.

I can feel the echoes of his fingers on my skin, the coolness of his lips, the wet trail they would’ve left behind… the solid weight of what surely his body would feel like, pressed against mine. I can imagine all of what it would be like vividly, to be under him, to get carried away, to just explore-

“You alright, darlin’?”

His voice jolts me from the day dreaming stare I had on the locker before me, caught red handed. To make matters worse, that deep southern tenor questioned me inches from my ear, causing a blush to heat my cheeks to an almost uncomfortable degree.

“Perfectly fine, why?” I immediately busy myself within my locker so that I don’t have to face him right away.

“You do remember that I can feel you, right?” His voice is low and his hands find my hips tenderly, but the air changes around us.

My heart rate skyrockets, this is dangerous. His fingers flex against me and the death grip I have on this book in my hands turns my knuckles white.

“Jasper-” his name is a whispered warning, but also a plea.

“I know.” Instantly a cooling, soothing balm blankets our tension and I release the tightness in my chest. Leaning backwards into him I just feel tired all of a sudden, like I had run a marathon. “Let’s get out of here.”

His request sounds more like a demand and I twist in his arms, “Is that a good idea?”

“Darlin’, I don’t have many of those these days.” His mouth quirks up in a lopsided grin as he shoves all of my school supplies back in my locker, shutting it and tugging me along behind him towards the student parking lot.

Jasper

Something is on her mind, something dangerous. Something I absolutely want to know, something I’m not sure I have the strength for, but I can’t help it - it’s her.

I’ve never been more thankful for an overcast day with no rain: perfect motorcycle weather. Come to think of it, my sister had a knowing look in her eyes as my siblings all piled into their respective vehicles as I straddled my bike this morning. A decision that currently led me to now: Y/n and I leaving school before midday.

Those thoughts I interrupted earlier have her quiet, but her emotions are raging and it is driving me insane. Curiosity, need, nervousness - a dangerous concoction begging to overtake my rational mind. Separating myself from her feelings is almost impossible at this point, she is so well ingrained in me.

Finally arriving at my thankfully empty home, I shut my motorcycle off and offer a steady hand to help her dismount. Swinging my own leg over, I turn towards her and lean against it, observing her for a moment with crossed arms.

“What?” She makes eye contact as she struggles with the chin strap of my helmet.

Grabbing the helmet by the chin piece, I gently tug her forward between my legs, “Tell me.” I lace the command with neediness to encourage her to be pliant.

And judging by the way her lips part behind the dark visor, the immediate dilation of her eyes, and the weight of her hands settling on my thighs gently, I might’ve laid it on a little too thick.

Chuckling, I free her from my helmet and riding jacket. By the time I finish, she seems to snap from the daze and her hands clench on top of my legs.

“Not fair, Hale.” Feisty this morning.

I lean forward towards her ear with a grin as I stand from my bike to put away the gear, “All’s fair in love and war, sweetheart.”

Reaching to swat my chest, I grab her hand gently before she could injure herself.

Pausing as I hang my jacket up, her teasing response sends excitement through me, “Two can play at that game, baby.”

Stepping into my room, I realize too late what has her curiosity: my desk. Well, the art that occupies every inch, my art.

“What is all this?” Leafing through pencil sketches of my favorite hunting spots and pen etchings of my family at random moments, she gets to the important ones hidden below. Her breathing hitches and I know she’s found them, the ones of her.

Some are in pencil, some are in random felt-tip pens, but my favorites? Those are charcoal. A decently basic medium, but I feel like it captures so much more than anything else ever could. Maybe it’s because I use my fingers to smudge and shape her perfect curves and lines, but it radiates emotion in sweeping gestures and subtle shading - something that’s hard to capture with anything else.

“There’s-” awe, shock, surprise, they all shuffle through her and I’m on edge, waiting to hear her thoughts. “There’s so many…”

I watch her carefully examine each one and I smile when she chuckles at a few - some of her at school, some of her here in my home, moments I not only committed to memory, but to paper.

“Now you know what I do with my free time.” I smile through the minuscule anxiety that bubbles up at her seeing my secret hobby. Everyone in my family knows I draw, but they haven’t seen my drawings.

“Jasper…” I can tell she’s getting emotional, but a part of me is excited for her to see my innermost thoughts on paper, to see herself through my eyes - the unaltered beauty she contains.

“You haven’t even seen the ones I cherish the most.” Opening a familiar sketchbook buried under many other drawings, I reveal my favorites. “The very first ones.”

Her breath hitches, running a reverent finger down the first page. It’s the very first moment I saw her, crouched, scooping up papers on her first day of high school in Forks - absolutely radiant.

“You were a vision that day. A beautiful tornado that wrecked my world, I tried to capture every detail from memory because I never want to forget-”

Her hand finding my cheek breaks me from my explanation and my eyes find her watery ones, mouth open, searching for words clearly hard to get out, “Jasper…”

“I love you.” My confession steals her breath completely this time, the first time I’ve uttered these words aloud and it feels absolutely right. “I’ve loved you since the moment you hit me with that door. I knew I was absolutely ruined for anyone else and I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Tilting her chin up with the tip of my finger as it wobbles at my confession, I smile, “Say something, darlin’.”

“I love you, too.” Now it’s my turn to go wholly still. “I knew from the moment I saw you I’d never be the same, I was yours-”

I couldn’t wait another second, I closed the minuscule gap between our mouths to seal these confessions. I love her and she loves me. Me.

Tilting her head back slightly as I cradle her, I take my cue to deepen the kiss, to pull her closer carefully. Groaning into her mouth, fuck I can’t get enough of her. Trailing kisses down her jawline as she tips her head to the side for much needed air, her gasps drive me to lift her onto my desk.

“Jaz…” her breathy plea of my nickname freezes me, panic seizing my actions.

“I am a gentleman, but only just barely.” My voice is gravel in my own ears, breathed down the slender column of her throat.

A shiver from her causes me to clench my jaw and attempt to gather myself.

“Maybe I don’t want a gentleman right now.” Her whisper damns me, it fucking sets me on fire.

A slamming door downstairs straightens my spine and my hands abandon the exploration of her. Fuck, my family’s timing couldn’t be better, but also worse.

“Honey, we’re home!” Emmett’s booming voice echoes up the stairs and immediately I know he knows, he can probably smell it.

Huffing, I help her regain her footing and straighten her clothes from the rumpled mess my hands made of it. I also take half a thought to smooth her arousal, a damn shame-but a necessity if we’re to face my siblings for the rest of the evening.

“Fucking Emmett.” Her frustration draws a chuckle from me as we make our way downstairs.

“I heard that!” My brother’s response causes her to roll her eyes at me playfully and I shake my head, my heart weighing much fuller in my chest as she plucks its invisible strings with her shit-eating grin.

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[silver-samurai]

⸺You're so cute, gonk... But you know that already.

[sick-masxchistic-lion]

⠀⠀ ‹ ⠀⠀ ___ ⠀⠀⠀ ♡⠀𝓔. ⠀𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆 𝖘𝖜𝖆𝖓⠀⠀܍ ⠀ ⁀ ⠀ ﹟⠀ '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 ⠀  .ᐟ⠀𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦⠀ ₍₍⠀⠀*⠀⠀𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝙸 𝒹𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍⠀⠀₎₎ ⠀ ✷ ⠀ 𝘐𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝘪𝘴 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚢⠀ ── ⠀ 𐙚⠀𝘸𝘩𝘺⠀𝘢𝘳𝘦⠀𝘺𝘰𝘶⠀𝘮𝘺⠀ 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐘⠀?⠀ ... ⠀ 𝘐𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞'𝐬 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢⠀ ﹠ ⠀𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘺 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘⠀? ⠀⠀⠀

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⠀ ⠀ ›››ㅤ𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝟎𝟏

ㅤ⠀⠀⠀⠀ㅤ❝    . .ㅤ 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴,⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 . ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⠀⠀ ⠀ ›››ㅤ⠀ @bl00dsvng

[artemis-pendragon]

I FINISHED SYNERGY AND ENTROPY ARE U GUYS PROUD OF ME 🥳

AO3 link to Chapter 21 (final chapter!!) here: CHAPTER 21 BABYYYY

Now I'm gonna get back to writing Logan and Wade Meet the Godkiller because by god it's been MONTHS lmao 💀

OKAY LOVE U GUYS BYE

[secretly1nlov3]

old romance.♥︎

[xcyphoz0a]

REDAMANCY MASTERLIST

I :: preface II :: characters : (y/n)'s pookies III :: characters : are we scholars or failures IV :: foreword

ACT I :: the light of a new start scene I scene II

[theunmappedstar]

fair enough, sophie

[collaberal-damage]

me and my partner huddled in the bathroom together so we can try our new pawprint shaped foaming soap. i love being in love and being silly

[f1nalboys]

rewatching the lost boys for the fourth time and writing something….. anon this is for u

[letstrywritingmaybe]

Shark Attack

Excerpt: Never has he ever wanted to be eaten by a shark as badly as he does right now.

As always thank you to @vordark for indulging me and drawing Shiho in this swimsuit I came across on tumblr <3

A/N: Be grateful I didn’t title this Baby Shark, I went with the Group Love song instead. Still not a song fic, shocker, I know!

Posted on ao3 <3

[bless-my-demons]

Redamancy Series Masterlist

Jasper Hale x Reader

Redamancy • (noun) The act of loving someone who loves you; a love returned in full.

Series Summary: What happens when your soulmate is a vampire that struggles to maintain a diet of trying not to kill you? Common sense says run for the hills, nothing is worth your life - but my heart is whispering why not, what’s there to lose?

Twilight

Preface | Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four

Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten

Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen

New Moon

Fourteen | Fifteen | Sixteen | Seventeen

Eighteen | Nineteen | Twenty | Twenty-One

Twenty-Two | Twenty-Three | Twenty-Four

Eclipse

Twenty-Five | Twenty-Six | Twenty-Seven

Twenty-Eight | Twenty-Nine

[In-progress • My life is a mess so updates are random]

Add yourself to the taglist!

Twilight Mood Board

[silver-samurai]

⸺ Merry Christmas! May you be cozy, warm and loved as these two. ❤️💚

[sick-masxchistic-lion]

⠀⠀ ‹ ⠀⠀ ___ ⠀⠀⠀ ♡⠀𝓔. ⠀𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆 𝖘𝖜𝖆𝖓⠀⠀܍ ⠀ ⁀ ⠀ ﹟⠀ 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 ⠀  .ᐟ⠀𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟⠀ ₍₍⠀⠀*⠀⠀𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚎⠀⠀₎₎ ⠀ ✷ ⠀𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧⠀ ── ⠀ 𐙚⠀𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵⠀ ... ⠀ 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐈'𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠⠀ ﹠ ⠀𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄⠀ .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⠀ ⠀ ›››ㅤ𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝟎𝟑

ㅤ⠀⠀⠀⠀ㅤ❝    . .ㅤ 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸,⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘚𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⠀ ⠀ ›››ㅤ⠀ @bl00dsvng

[lovepassionheart]

[kingslxyers]

whatever it takes - cause i love the adrenaline in my veins

daemon scoffed at the idea of religion; for the only god he worshipped was rhaenyra - the six years on Dragonstone starting from S1E02

Chapter 4.

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[kunikame]

¡ ! ❝ REDAMANCY . . ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ [30] redamancy. ❞ | m. list | prev. 

natsume sakasaki x reader smau

warning(s) : tooth rotting fluff, cussing, sewerslide jokes

w/c : 230

natsume sakasaki then remembers he is, in fact, a man on a mission.

he stops himself (though very reluctantly) before he can kiss you again and pulls away abruptly.

“no, wait, not yet,” you are taken aback at that, understandably so. first he asks if he can do it then he says ‘not yet’?? what's that supposed to mean?

after noticing your confused gaze, he stops mumbling to himself, “sorry, almost made a mistake. this wasn’t how i planned it. i was supposed to ask first before i kissed you..”

now you’re even more confused, “but.. you did ask..?”

“no, no, not that, it’s.. ugh, hold on,” the redhead takes a deep, steadying breath and clears his throat, “alright, let’s do that again. uh, now that the deal is over, we are no longer dating. there is no faking, nothing. so i wanted to ask you if you would do me the honor of being my girlfriend? for real, this time?”

you can't help but let out a chuckle, along with a quick sigh in relief, “oh, stars, you scared the shit out of me. of course i would! i’d be delighted to be your girlfriend, for real, this time. now can you kiss me?”

“i think i can,” and he leans down to, with the gentle press of his lips against yours, seal the deal.

for real, this time.

╰┈➤ synopsis ❝after yumenosaki academy resident magician and eccentric sakasaki natsume asks you to “go out with him”, you immediately shut him down. so why is he dedicating a song to you at a switch concert? and why are people whispering about you being the cutest couple?

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