#Denali sisters

[thegamingcatmom]

Okay but imagine a freshly turned aka very strong MC rebelling against her sires aka The Sisters, not giving two fucks about her "leader" commanding her (well, trying to) to calm tf down because that´s just who MC is, right? Girl just doesn´t cope well with being told what to do - she never did. Especially if it´s Tanya, lol.

(Some things just never change Ig. 🤷🏻‍♀️)

So ye, there´s lots of snarling and hissing (mostly from MC) and things are thrown around and ripped to shreds in vampiric rage (the sisters made sure Carmen´s precious vases were safely stored beforehand - far, far away from all that rage), and then you´ve got Tanya and Irina trying their best to calm their out-of-control wife, utterly torn between reprimanding that oversized toddler and cooing at it, and then you´ve got Kate-

...aka The Doofus currently (or still) stuck in the wall because she´s been too busy making heart eyes at her furious wife to care about anything else (that includes being thrown into said wall):

Kate, halfway stuck upside down in the wall: "She´s so fucking sexy when she´s angry, right?"

Tanya & Irina, who would really appreciate another pair of hands to help contain their out-of-control wife: "KATE!"

[allthornsnopetals]

Tall S/O

:Includes:

:T.Denali:

:K.Denali:

:I.Denali:

Umm, yes you can!! Something, for the fellow tall girlies, 100% I'm 5,12ft... Ik, but at least I'm not short, but finding pants that can cover my ankles is, rather challenging.

:T.Denali:

Tanya is 5,5ft, while Myanna Burning—the actress, that plays her—is 5,1ft... She is a small bean.

In other words it is really not that hard to outgrow her, unless you are below 5ft or the same height. (If you are, that f sucks.)

Legit calling for you if she can't reach for something on a high shelf.

When she first laid eyes on you, she legit thought you were a model of some sorts. You had to be with all, that leg, and height.

She legit is drooling, like the horndog, that she is. Her mouth is salivating, eyeing you as one would with a meal.

I picture Tanya, constantly asking for uppies. (shut up this is my HC, so I say so).

She's extremely aware of the height difference, but she couldn't careless, in fact she loves it!

Always wearing your clothes and even your heels. She would deny ever taking anything from your closet, perhaps pointing her finger at Kate.

She will only return the clothes she 'borrowed', if you manage to find where she hid them, which is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Oh, and if she is at booby height, babe your done for. At least shoving her face where it shouldn't, ten times a day. Wanting hugs only because she wants her face in your boobies

I'm sorry but you will be wearing nothing but shorts when you are home, because in my perspective she loves the look/appeal of your legs. She will even offer/will shave and or wax your legs for you.

She's obsessed!

Love's it when you cage her in with your legs when love making, especially if your legs cross over daintily around her tiny waist.

This is gonna sound—because it is— dirty, but her favorite thing to do, when in the bedroom is ride your thighs/your entire leg, and yes she will boot fuck your foot, grinding and reaching her high.

She is like a dog on another kind of drug, humping, and even whining—which, would lead to begging—if you decline her of her favorite thing to do in the bedroom. Watch out, she will pounce when you are not looking, and perhaps boot fuck when you least expect it, again like a feral dog.

"My love, please!" Tanya begs, pouting the best she could, trying to sway Y/n. "Honey, you have made a mess on both my legs, I have to clean myself up, and put an end to tonight's festivities. I'm sorry." Y/n stood, kissing her wife's cheek.

Tanya's pout deepens, crossing her arms over her bare breasts. An idea pops in her head, causing a sly grin to split her face. She speeds into the bathroom, running Y/n a bath while she worries about fixing the room.

Once the tub is full, she's tugging her loving wife into the bathroom with her, and instantly getting her in.

"You dirty, little girl." Y/n teases, feeling Tanya plop herself on her thigh, and starting to rock her hips.

Tanya grins, bracing her grip on her darlings shoulders. "Dirty? No, clean. You wanted to clean the mess I made and I'm not finished, that is called compromise." She pecks her love's grinning lips, riding her tired thigh.

'Compromise' happens a lot with Tanya. Finding a solution to both of your problems, still being able to be satisfied.

If she is misbehaving or being an asshole, you can always say: "Be good and I'll let you make a mess on my legs tonight, but be an asshole, and I won't let you touch me." That shuts her up, makes her behave, listen, and even have Kate whining to you, when she feels as if she is being mistreated.

Tanya is a strong woman, who is def a top/Dom, and wears the pants in the relationship, but pull the: I'm covering my legs or you are getting none of this. She's a flopping mess, suddenly turned baby bottom with amazing hearing and obedience.

She's folding in seconds.

Def following you around, waiting patiently to be whisked away into the bedroom.

:K.Denali:

Kate is 5,7ft, which is pretty tall, so finding someone that is even taller... Now that is something.

The very first time you both met Edward is reading her mind and is finding: "Well, damn! I can't wait to climb that tree, ohh baby!!" With her face looking like this: 🥴

She gives: Yeah, that's my wife vibes, I know she's a Goddess.

Deadass, flexing on the nearest person.

She wouldn't subject you to wearing only shorts around the house. She doesn't want her sisters or anyone who visits to get any ideas.

But show an inch of leg, she's going feral. Deadass, pulling out her dusty reading glasses or binoculars, and perching herself up on her legs, like a fucking pervert just to get a slight look at those stunning legs.

She calls you: Tall tree, supermodel, mommy-long-legs.

She would 100% love back rides, being carried (bridal style) around like a baby, and climbing your shoulders.

As much as she likes being the bigger spoon, you're taller than she is, so she would adore being the little spoon when cuddling.

Asking for uppies all the damn time!

If you're mad at her for whatever reason and state that you will kill her. Kate would happily die with her head squeezed between your thighs, and snapping her head clean from her body. She thinks that it's the most blessed, righteous, and holy way to die.

Loves to be wrapped up in your legs.

Either when you are cuddling, holding her when you are doing her make up or hair, or when she's going to town between your legs. Miss ma'am just loves being swaddled with your legs.

Do be careful, she may never wanna stop cuddling if it means being wrapped up in your legs. Would throw a fit if you decide that you're done.

Love's it when your legs are thrown over her shoulders when she's eating you out, oh goes nuts when you begin to suffocate her between your legs when cutting it close to the edge, legit feeds her pride. (She's a vampire, she doesn't need air.)

Ohhh, she loves eating you out. It's her favorite thing to do in the bedroom. It gives her a reason to come close to something she thinks as holy.

Kate smirks, loving her necklace, aka the legs of her wife. "You little shit!" Y/n growls, clenching her legs around Kate's neck, ready to decapitate her head.

She had pissed her off again, but at least she will die a glorious death. "Mmmh, I can smell hell from here. Harder Princezná, I think God's calling me." She encourages Y/n, feeling her tighten her hold.

Tanya along with Carmen. "No, Y/n let her go. She pissed you off but it doesn't mean you should kill your wife. Let her go!" Tanya orders, pulling Kate from her feet with Carmen's help.

Kate whines. "Noooo! Let go of my feet, let me die a beautiful death!"

She would legit piss you off on purpose, because one she enjoys it, two she thinks you look hot when you're mad, three if she plays her cards right she might die in the bedroom or on sight with you trying to decapitate her.

She would fight off anyone trying to obviously save her life.

She would hate it if you tease her for her height in public, but loves it when you are both in the comforts of your home.

Like Tanya, would wear your clothes, especially your sweaters, hoodies, and jackets. You'll have a hard time finding them or even her with how many layers she may wear at once, and hiding herself somewhere.

:I.Denali:

Irina is 5,9ft, making her the tallest among her sisters, so discovering, that her mate is far taller than she is, it's gonna crush her ego a bit.

But she would recover.

In fact, she's excited to find someone that is taller than herself. This means shopping for clothes pacifically tailored to both your heights, and complaining together when certain clothes don't work out. I imagine her saying: "Well this is bullshit..." With you nodding in agreement.

Legit catwalks/runway moments when trying on new clothes.

When she first laid eyes on you, she was checking out your boots, wanting to get her hands on them, thinking that she could do with the extra inch.

What she didn't expect was to find you attached to the said boots, instantly drooling. Glad she found someone, that is an absolute stunner and super model.

She loves it when you cuddle. Legit has no troubles with who gets to be the big spoon or little spoon, because she is pretty tall as well.

Love's it when you splay your legs over her lap when relaxing or reading or chatting. Would mindlessly caress your leg, regardless if it is bare or clothed.

She isn't one for uppies, but if she needs something she cannot reach, immediately calling for you, even though she's 5,9. But who knows, you might be far taller, which means if something is completely out of her reach, she is set.

Unlike her sisters, she isn't drooling or turning into a pervert when she catches a glimpse of your legs. No, she's chill and super cute when smothering her face in your lap.

She's a cutie.

Oh, but she's on her knees, so damn weak when it comes to scissoring.

Sure there is a bunch of long legs, but she loves it when you cage her with your legs, with the goal to grind your sex on hers.

And oh, miss ma'am is folding the moment you clasp your legs around her, oh she's yours, instantly melting.

"Ohh, try this one, I think it would look great on you!" Irina tosses a dress at Y/n, watching as she undresses herself for the tenth time.

"What do you think?" She comes up from behind, feeling her waist and hips, gliding her hands over her sides, and watching her love through the mirror.

"I think, that we should take a couple photos and perhaps have a little runway show."

Irina giggles with giddy excitement, already planning her outfit.

She would even trade clothes with you.

Sharing clothes becomes second nature and before you know it, you're both basically sharing one closet, wearing whatever works.

[miss-morgans-lover]

Twilight Headcannon 3:

Denali Coven Gender/Sexualities:

Tanya- Genderfluid Lesbian, Pronouns: All, Succubus side means she can change how they looks, she prefers generally to have a dick and breasts, dresses fairly fem generally

Kate: Cis Bisexual, Fem Preference (generally), Pronouns: She/They, Will fuck anyone that takes her fancy, has used her succubus side to look masc but not for gender, Mates with Garrett

Irina: Cis Bisexual, Masc Preference, Pronouns: She/Her, Has fucked women but prefers men

Carmen: Cis Pansexual Demisexual, Pronouns: She/Her, Doesn't care about gender, would fuck anyone she has a connection with if she didn't have Eleazar

Eleazar: Cis Pansexual Demisexual, Pronouns: He/Him, Same as Carmen, had sex with Carlisle once, few know

[thegamingcatmom]

Feral!denali sisters not quite feral anymore but still feral enough to have occassional "slipups" and they be looking at you like this.

Ya can't stay mad at that face.

The zoo in my hometown posted this picture of one of their cheetah cubs and I'm obsessed

HIS NAME IS YAM ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDINF ME

[thegamingcatmom]

It´s 🐺 time!

(Leah is already sus af. And rightly so, lol.)

No, Leah is not amused.

And no, the sisters don´t give a f.

(The she-wolf will love them, whether she wants it or not.)

[allthornsnopetals]

Unrequited love

:Includes:

T.Denali

K.Denali

I.Denali

:T.Denali:

If her dead heart could shatter it would. She has been waiting for her mate for a millennium.

To find out that you would rather be friends, messed her up.

She was rejected by Edward, indulged in the company of others, which were purely sexual, and finally being rejected by the one.

Tanya is trying to understand why. She knew you were human, so you would never experience the magnetic connection, the pull, the yearning, and the instant clasp of your heart. But that would not stop her questions of why.

Why would you not want to be with her, as she wants to be with you?

In my perspective, out of all her sisters, she would respect your wishes. And even fight the urge to turn you, so you would be her mate, her forever.

She would question you, interrogate, and even ask if there is someone else. She just wants to know why you would only have her as a friend, especially after the—in her perspective, romantic experiences—experiences you have shared together.

"You like me but you do not love me?" Said Tanya, sounding defeated as she sat beside Y/n.

Y/n nods, staring at the ground, feeling horrible for rejecting her. "Is there someone else?" Tanya questions, find Y/n's gaze.

She shook her head, confusing the vampire. "Then why, not feel the same way as I do? I thought we were on the same page... I assumed you felt the same way as I do."

"Tanya, you're my friend... A very good friend. I was new to town, but you showed up and decided to be—what I thought, was my friend." Y/n explains, trying her best not to upset Tanya, knowing she's in a rather sore situation.

Friend...

It rang through her head. She never thought, she could be friend zoned. She's Tanya Denali, a beauty, a leader, and desirable woman, who was being friend zoned by her own mate. She would kill and die for the woman beside her, but she would only simply see her as a friend.

She distanced herself for a while, until the bond was tearing through her, like a heated blade cutting through her flesh.

Whenever she sees you it pulls her apart, but when she cannot, it kills her. In a sense she can't stand herself.

She curses whomever would listen for giving her someone she cannot have. For a while Tanya would feel hollow and not even her sisters can fix it.

But if you are in danger, she would never think twice to drop everything to save you.

Also, Tanya's a vampire. She has nothing but time, so she will wait until you come around. She would still flirt, pursue, and be with you, because to her this is a challenge, and she loves a good challenge.

She'll wait until you come around, and trust me, she has nothing but patience. It's Tanya Denali, leader of her coven, her patience is her number one gift.

:K.Denali:

Kate in my perspective, is very much: 'that's cute but you're mine and I'm you'res'.

She just gives me that vibe.

So if she finally confesses her feelings and you inform her that you just want to be friends, she's laughing her ass off, and most likely changing you right then and there.

Unlike Tanya, Kate does not give a fuck for your wishes.

The bond was set, the moment her eyes met yours. The magnetic connection fed her determination, her hunger, and her drive. Once Kate sets her mind on something, she will do anything to achieve it.

Once, she turns you the bond is set, making it impossible for you not to love her as she loves you. She just hopes that you could forgive her for changing your life.

Kate barks a laugh, doubling over, holding her middle as she finds your words amusing. "Kate, I'm serious. You and I are friends, nothing more." Y/n says, beginning to feel comfortable with her reaction, and perhaps a bit frightened.

Kate wipes a fake tear, slowing her laughter, coming to an end with a large grin. "Princezná', that is funny. You're hilarious, you should be a stand up comedian." She cups Y/n's cheeks, rolling her thumbs over her warm human flesh.

"But there is one thing that I know... It's that you and I were never destined to be friends. You are my love, and I am yours." She pecks her lips, rubbing their noses together, affectionately.

Y/n's heart beats rapidly, unable to recognize the person in front of her. Pulling away, she begins collecting her belongings. "You're right we were never meant to be friends. We should have stayed as strangers." Kate laughs again, taking Y/n's hand into her own.

"That is not how mates work. You'll understand once you wake, but I must warn you, it will hurt."

She strokes your hair, comforting you as you transform. Kate knew it would be a risky thing to do, but when it comes to her beloved, she can't seem to give a single fuck.

This is giving yandere vibes, but she's obsessed, and drunk on love. (and she didn't wait for so fucking long, just to be friend zoned.

When you do come back, do expect a bit of manipulation, and a lot of apologies.

She would spend her entire life apologizing for changing you, but she knows, that the bond has infected you as it did her, so it is only so much time until you're in her arms, forgiving her, and sharing your undying love for her.

She will be waiting with a shit-eating grin.

:I.Denali:

Like Tanya and Kate, Irian has been patiently waiting for her mate, for the one, for you.

So in my perspective she isn't going to take the news very well or at all. But unlike Kate, your request to be just friends isn't going to fall to deaf ears.

She has been following the law perfectly well, until she met you, sealing the bond... Sealing her fate.

So, your rejection does not settle well with her.

Irian would not be understanding, because to pursue you is to put her family in harm's way, to break the law, to bring suffering to herself and her coven.

Sorry, babe but you're not going to get rid of her.

She would make it seem that she took your rejection well, but internally she's burning.

If she knew that you rejected her because you're already in an established relationship... Yeah not anymore. You better say good bye to that fucker, because Irina has sent them to the darkness, aka death.

She would make it appear as if they left you. Abandoned you, packed up their things and left, and broke things off with you. Making you feel unwanted, heartbroken, and low in self-esteem.

Toxic, yandere style, but she's kinda fucking crazy and feral; (thanks @thegamingcatmom, for rotting my mind, I expect composition for my therapy, that you're accompanying me to, because there is nothing right in your head. If you need evidence, look at the stuff you publish... Well, the stuff I like... WHATEVER!!)

She would be there as a 'friend' to catch you and patch up any holes, that their absence has left on you.

She would even make you rely on her, making you believe that you should have chosen her, which is fine, because she would welcome your lost heart with open arms.

"I should have listened to you." Y/n wept, cuddled deep in Irian's arms.

Irian shushes Y/n, rubbing soothing circles on her back as they lay comfortably on her couch. "It's okay, Maličký. It is not your fault, it's his. He sucks for leaving you." She wipes her tears away with her sleeve.

"Did I do something wrong? Is there something wrong with me?" Y/n sniffles, finding Irian's gaze, her eyes filled with pain.

"No, not at all. There could never be anything wrong about you. Never think that way." She pulls her into her arms, pecking gentle kisses to her hair.

"Irian?" Y/n pulls away, looking her in the eyes. The blond psycho hums, cradling her face in her cold hands, and softly kissing her head. "You won't leave me, would you?"

Irian felt her dead heart squeeze. As if she could leave her darling behind. Her heart was completely devoted to her, far too gone for her to just leave her.

"I would never. I'll break if I did."

Faster then she thought, you're cradled in her arms, spending every waking moment with her.

She of course would never tell you, that she murdered your ex-partner, fuck that shit.

And once she has you, she's not waiting for permission to turn you. She can't have the volturi knocking on her door.

She would turn you, knowing that you would be stuck together forever, and would easily forgive her.

[miss-morgans-lover]

Twilight : Denali Sisters + Beautiful, Dirty Rich (Lady Gaga):

We got a redlight

Pornographic dance fight

(they like dancing in clubs and such)

Systematic, honey

But we got no money

(they actually have lots of money)

Our hair is perfect while we're all getting shit-wrecked

(their hair is always perfect and I headcannon vampires can get drunk but can only drink things like vodka, which is more so pure alcohol)

It's automatic, honey

But we got no money

Daddy, I'm so sorry

I'm so s-s-sorry, yeah

We just like to party

Like to p-p-party, yeah

(they love to party a lot, they enjoy it and find it freeing)

Bang, bang

We're beautiful and dirty rich (dirty, dirty rich, dirty, dirty rich, beautiful)

(they are very beautiful and rich and they know it and it shows)

Bang, bang

We're beautiful and dirty rich (beautiful and dirty, dirty rich, rich, bang, bang)

We live a cute life

(they have a pretty calm life, mostly)

Sound-fanatic

Pants tighter than plastic, honey

(whenever they go out, they dress to enhance the way they look and love it)

But we got no money

We do the dance right

(they know how to dance to bring attention to them)

We have got it made like

(they have been able to interact with humans in a way that doesn't bring way too much attention to them, so the Volturi don't mind)

Ice cream topped with honey

But we got no money

[thegamingcatmom]

I read "failing" instead of "falling" and was like "well don´t that seem damn familiar" *looking at you The Sisters* but then I read it the correct way and well-

Still 100% MC.

there’s certainly more but I’m so tired my brain is dead

[riveramorylunar]

The Forth Leader Of Volturi

Pairings: Tanya Denali x Royal Vampire Reader, Irina Denali x Royal Vampire Reader, Kate Denali x Royal Vampire Reader & Denali Sisters x Royal Vampire Reader

Warning ⚠️: Umbrakinesis(Shadow Manipulation), Killing, Blood Drinking, Stalking & forbidden love

Pet Names/Nicknames: Sunshine, Honey & Princess

Word Count: 1,542

A/N: Requested by @zoomdeathknight

It was one thing to fall in love but it was another when it was three women who were totally out of the question. Y/N Y/L/N was not only one of the most beautiful vampires in the world she was part of the Volturi who were a group of powerful yet elegant vampires. She was the fourth leader but she stayed in the shadows and watched. No one knew about her except Aro, Marcus and Caius the other three leaders. Y/N was able to manipulate the shadows wherever she went. She would sometimes use her powers to kill humans before drinking them dry of blood. She would sometimes rip the flesh off of the people she was drinking from so it looked like an animal attack. Even though she looked like a 19 year old girl she was well over 4,000 years. She has Long black wavy hair and pale skin. Her eyes were white with red in the middle of them. She had a scar going all the way from her eyebrow down to her cheek. She had another scar that was across her lips.

She was currently sitting in the diner that was in forks sipping on her whiskey that was in a glass when she heard the bell to the door open. She whipped her head towards the door and saw Charlie walking in with a girl shorter than her. She sniffed the air before licking her lips as she watched the two sit down in the corner booth. "Miss" someone said causing Y/N to look over to see one of the waiters standing behind the bar top looking at her. She groaned and closed her eyes as she heard the man's heartbeat picking up. She opened her eyes under her blacked out sunglasses and looked at the man. "W-would you like anything else" he stuttered out and Y/N smirked. "Yes in fact I need your help with something if you don't mind" Y/N said and the man shook his head. "What do you need help with" He said and Y/N stood up before drinking the rest of her glass of whiskey. Y/N pulled her sunglasses down and watched as the man's eyes widened in shock. Before he could move he was compelled to go into the forest and wait.

Y/N walked into the forest and saw the waiter waiting causing her to smirk as her eyes lit up. "So what now" he asked and Y/N walked up to him. "Now I need you to be quiet" Y/N said and the man nodded. She grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him close before sinking her fangs into the man's neck causing him to scream out in pain. She covered his mouth before she used her shadow powers to kill him. She felt him go limp in her grip so she let go and watched as he dropped to the ground. She bent down and used her nails to rip off a piece of flesh from his neck. She stood up before licking her fingers clean before dashing off back to her house. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw three women standing in the doorway waiting. The three looked up and smiled when they saw Y/N standing a couple of feet away from them. "You guys shouldn't be here" Y/N hissed out as she bared her fangs at the three women. "Oh come on Princess don't be like that" Tanya said as she stepped aside so Y/N could unlock the front door. "We know you missed us Sunshine don't deny it" Kate said and Y/N growled as she pushed open the door a little too rough. "You guys need to leave" Y/N said and the three sisters rolled their eyes.

"Why do you want us to leave so badly" Irina said as the three stepped into the house. "Because it's forbidden damnit you're coven and the Volturi as sworn enemies don't you get that" Y/N shouted before turning around to look at the three blondes. "And you guys should know that you're the founders of the damn coven" Y/N growled out and she was slammed against the wall by Irina who was looking down at her. "So what we don't care anymore, we only care about you" Irina growled out causing Y/N to gulp. Even though she lived longer than the three of them they were scary when they got mad. Especially Irina since she rarely ever gets mad. Before Y/N could say something Irina smashed her lips onto Y/N's silencing all of her thoughts she had. Y/N closed her eyes and tilted her head back as she felt Irina trail her kisses down Y/N's neck. "You belong to us and we belong to you that's all that matters in this god damn world" Irina said before she bit down on Y/N's neck with her fangs causing Y/N to jump slightly.

Y/N had gone back to Volterra, Italy for something urgent. "What's so important that you had to bother me for" Y/N hissed out as she stormed into the room shoving a vampire out of the doorway. She immediately smelled the fresh scent of blood making her look over to see a pile of dead vampires. "You got to be kidding me" Y/N said as she looked at the three who were sitting on their thrones. "Y/N so glad you could make it" Aro said as he stood up and stopped right in front of Y/N. He held his hands out and Y/N just looked up at her with a glare causing him to drop his hands. "Sorry that we disturbed your fun in forks but we have urgent matters to attend to" Caius said and Y/N scoffed. "And what would that be" Y/N questioned as she raised an eyebrow. "The Denali Coven" Marcus said and Y/N's eyes widened in shock for a moment before her face turned stone cold. "What about them" Y/N said as she clenched her fists together tightly. "It seems one of our scouts found the three leaving your house that was in forks a week ago" Aro said and Y/N looked at him before clenching her jaw tightly.

"Do you know anything about that" Caius said as he slowly stood up along with Marcus. Y/N looked at the three as her shadow magic started flowing out of her clenched hands. The three looked down and charged at Y/N but she was quick to stop all three of them and the other vampires that had entered the room. "YOU KNOW IT'S AGAINST THE RULES TO HAVE CONTACT WITH THE DENALI COVEN THEY'RE OUR ENEMY" Marcus shouted out as Y/N backed up a bit. She held them all back with her shadow magic but it wasn't gonna last long since there were quite a few. The doors flew open and Y/N looked over to see the Denali Sisters rushing in and stopping. They looked over to see Y/N holding the vampires back. "Need help Honey" Irina said as she smirked mischievously. "Yes that would be nice even though I could take them all out" Y/N said and the three women rolled their eyes before attacking some of the younger vampires. Y/N looked at the other three leaders. Marcus looked between the four women before locking eyes with Y/N. "They love her" he said causing everyone to stop fighting and look at him. "And she loves them" he continued right before his head was ripped off by Y/N.

Y/N looked around the huge room and saw vampires littered all over the floor some with their heads ripped off. "Well that was something" Tanya said breaking the silence. The three sisters looked over at Y/N to see her pacing back and forth. "Y/N Sunshine" Kate said as she made her way over to Y/N who looked up. "What the hell is gonna happen now" Y/N asked and Kate wrapped her arms around Y/N from behind before placing a kiss on Y/N's neck where Irina left the bite mark. "What will the red of the members of the Volturi say when they get back" Y/N questioned and Kate kissed Y/N's cheek. "Well you're the only leader left so you do whatever you want to do no one to stop you" Tanya said and Y/N looked up to see Tanya standing in front of her. Y/N narrowed her eyes before her lips twitched up into a smirk. "Join me and become the other three leaders we can combine our covens" Y/N said and Tanya cupped Y/N's face in her hands as Kate kept kissing Y/N's neck. Irina walked over lastly "what happens if some of our people don't like it" Irina said and Y/N licked her lips before her eyes darkened slightly. "We kill them" she said and the three smirked. "Alright only because we love you" Tanya said before kissing Y/N on the lips.

[braveclementine]

Bellas' Wedding and My Funeral

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Twilight characters or locations. I do own Davina Mikelson and Marcel. I also own the backstory for my OC. I do not condone any copying of this.

Davina P.O.V.

"I still can't believe it." I laughed with Marcel and Bree, sitting on top of the Cullens roof. I was wearing an oversized sweatshirt that covered up the large baby bump I was hiding from the rest of the family.

Marcel grinned at me, his orangey-yellow eyes gazing at me. "I love Esme. And I was meant to be a vampire."

I had no idea how I was pregnant. Or when I became pregnant. All I knew was that it wasn't a normal pregnancy.

Bree was very quiet. She had told me that in the newborn coven, she had found a temporary mate whose name was Diego. We had, of course, killed him as he had tried to kill us, but they weren't super close and it wasn't a painful thing for her- that much.

I stared up at the setting sun. It was nearing the end of July, Bella's wedding would be very, very soon, and I was sure I was going to give birth any moment.

I knew it had to be Carlisle's baby because I had started drinking some of the blood bags that Carlisle had stocked away for emergencies only. Not to mention whenever I continued interning at the hospital, I snuck into the blood storage room and stole a couple. . . a lot.

I was terrified. I didn't feel terribly sick or anything and I looked mostly the same but still. . . it wasn't every day that a girl got pregnant with a vampire child.

I had tried running private tests- I was an almost doctor after all- but I could get ultrasounds to penetrate through the membrane.

"Still." I said, becoming slightly serious. "What about the army? You won't be able to fight on the front lines until you can control your thirst better."

Marcel made a face at me. "I know. I told them I had to take a break for medical leave. Carlisle provided me with the papers."

I chuckled. "The perks of knowing a vampire doctor."

Vampire life suited Marcel wonderfully. The paleness of vampirism and the darkness of his original skin tone made him extremely handsome.

Actually, we might as well just say he looked like if someone put Marcel Gerard from The Originals, Kingsley Shacklebolt from Harry Potter, Mace Windu from Star Wars, and Sam from the Avengers together you got Marcel. . . okay so maybe just Marcel and Sam but still.

I felt something kick inside of me and I covered up a wince.

"What was that?" Marcel and Bree asked together.

I smirked, covering it up, "Like I would know. You two are the ones with the superb hearing. Bree, do you want to go down and watch Hamilton?"

Bree's yellow eyes lit up. "Yeah!"

Marcel scoffed, "Hamilton? Really?"

"Esme loves Hamilton." I jested and Marcel glared at me.

I held out my arms. "Help me down?"

Marcel stood up, opening his arms. I situated myself so that my stomach wasn't against him and he jumped from the roof. The landing was slightly jarring. As he let me down on my feet, Bree landed next to us.

Upon seeing Edward, I quickly changed my thoughts from baby vibes to my excitement for Hamilton.

Things had changed after the newborn attack.

For one, Esme had told Marcel about us being vampires. Marcel had accepted it without question and had asked her to turn him that same night. Surprised, but worried, she brought him back to the house. Carlisle and him had talked for a while- I had sat there quietly the entire time, one of Carlisle's arms wrapped around my waist tightly- and finally Carlisle decided to turn him.

I had gone to Sam and pleaded my case, begging him to let him allow Marcel to become a vampire. Sam and I had argued for a good twenty minutes until Billy showed up, asking what we were arguing about. I knew Billy might've liked Esme, but I told him what Esme wanted with Marcel. Billy had been the one to change Sam's mind and let Esme turn him.

"Everyone deserves a life with their true mate." Billy had told Sam. "And if this man, Marcel, becomes a vampire, Esme won't hurt him."

I had left Sam with a sarcastic, "I hope you're more lenient when it's my turn."

Needless to say, Sam and I hadn't talked in a few weeks.

Carlisle had given Marcel morphine, waited twenty minutes, and then Esme had bitten him. Carlisle took me back to the house and made me wait there. Edward had taken Bella back to her house. No humans would be in the house while Marcel was turning.

Next was Bree. She had told me about her abusive father, how he had killed her mother, how he had been arrested by the cops when they found her mothers bones and was also blamed for her murder as well.

Now, she lived here with the rest of the vampires. She had eagerly changed from being a human eater to a vegetarian. Her yellow eyes made her features pop. She was truly adorable, looking more like she was thirteen than sixteen.

Next was that Bella was finally marrying Edward. Which had meant that Jacob had run away, making the wolf pack, Billy, and I sad. It made Bella sad too.

And lastly was Seth. Seth, my almost favorite werewolf son though I loved Jared and Paul too as they were my first sons. But Seth was lovable. First, he was just adorable. Second, he had one of the best attitudes: Sweet, kind, lovable, friendly, borderline annoying, could make jokes during hard times, and he was a vampires best friend. Seriously, him and Edward had a wonderful, strange friendship. I was glad for them. I think it stemmed from them fighting together against Victoria and Riley.

"Mom!" Alice chirped joyfully as we came through the doors. "You need to try on your dress!"

I raised an eyebrow, looked at her, and said, "No. I'm going to watch something with Bree."

Alice pouted. "MOM!"

I grinned, "I'll try it on later, okay?"

"But you're wearing that horrible sweatshirt." Alice complained.

Only to hide the baby bump.

I shrugged, "It's comfortable."

"CARLISLE!" Alice complained.

I could hear him laughing upstairs but if he made a comment, he didn't answer. He zoomed down the stairs at that moment, wrapping his arms around my upper chest. I was just glad he didn't try wrapping them around my stomach. He pressed a kiss to the side of my neck.

"What are you and Bree going to watch?" Edward asked, coming into the room.

"Hamilton." I said.

Jasper was immediately down the stairs, "Let's watch."

I snorted, pulling away from Carlisle, taking one of Jasper's arms and also one of Bree's arms, drawing them into the living room.

I could almost hear Alice gnashing her teeth and then she turned on Marcel, "Alright fine, you're next."

"Oh. I was going to watch Hamilton. . ." Marcel's voice drifted off as he looked into Alice's intimidating voice.

Jasper snickered. Carlisle shook his head, winked at me, and disappeared back into his study. The rest of us settled down to watch the amazing play.

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I watched out the window of Carlisle and mine bedroom as things started to get set up for the wedding.

Jasper and Carlisle were carrying benches that looked like they had been made out of trees for the guests to sit on at the wedding. I smiled down at Carlisle who looked up and winked at me. I blushed. I loved him so much.

Jasper looked amused, probably because everything that we saw before us was all Alice- a little Esme- but mostly all Alice. There were buckets of white flowers and flower garlands that would be used to wrap around the backs of the benches.

All in all, it was basically to look like everything had grown straight out of the ground.

Emmett walked by with a large log over his shoulder and asked, "Where do you want 'em boss?"

Alice and Bella were standing on the porch of the house, talking. Bella was complaining about the large white heels she was struggling to walk in, which was really amusing because she'd been trying to walk in them for three days- and the wedding was tomorrow.

"On either side of the aisle." Alice's light voice carried through the air.

"You alright?" Carlisle had bounded from the ground to sit on the window ledge.

I paused for a moment, looking at him, and then smiled, "I just feel a little under the weather."

Carlisle sighed, reaching out and stroking my cheek, "You know, it's very unfair that Edward and Bella get to go to our honeymoon spot before us."

I smirked, "We'll just have to go after them love."

Carlisle leaned forward and I met him halfway, our lips meshing together soft and firm. Our tongues clashed, fighting with each other until Alice's voice shrieked through the air, "Does no one have vision!"

We broke apart and I chuckled, "I should lay down."

"Alright." Carlisle murmured, nuzzling against my neck. "I love you."

"To Saturn and back." I murmured, kissing his cheek and went to lay down.

He hoped from the window and I laid down on the bed, my hands moving to rest on my belly. Suddenly, I felt a kick and I bit down on my tongue hard in order not to scream.

Had it just broken a rib?

My arms started to shake and then there was another snap.

Had my rib just fixed back into place?

I got up off the bed and hurried to the library. I needed to research what the hell was happening to me.

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"What do you mean you don't feel well enough?" Alice practically shouted at me.

I shook my head, groaning, a light sheen of sweat on my forehead. Carlisle sat by my side in worry with a cold cloth.

"Alice." He chastised.

"Look, if I feel better by tonight. . ." I muttered and then vomited into the bucket.

"No." Carlisle said firmly. "You will stay in here and drinks lots of fluids, understand me? I don't want you to move from this bed."

"Okay." I whispered.

Alice's expression softened and she said, "Sorry mom, I just wanted this wedding to be perfect."

I smirked, "glad to know that if I'm not there everything falls apart."

Carlisle chuckled softly, stroking hair back from my forehead.

I wasn't entirely sure what had brought this strong sickness on. It was very sudden. I had been reading in the library about vampire children, sucking on a drink that was a mix of rootbeer and blood- don't ask- when I had felt sick.

And now it had just gotten worse. Really worse.

"I'll be back to check on you soon." Carlisle said, smoothing my black hair back from my face. His gold eyes were full of worry.

I scoffed, "Carlisle, it's probably just the flu or something."

Alice and him shared the briefest of looks and I raised an eyebrow, "Davina, is there something you. . . you might know?" Carlisle asked hesitantly.

My heart started to race and I nearly cursed because I knew they both heard it. "W-what do you mean?"

"I mean, I haven't been able to see your future for a while." Alice murmured. "Which usually means that someone dies and now you're sick. . ."

Would I die giving birth to this baby?

I hesitated and then whispered, "After the wedding."

Carlisle swallowed, putting his forehead against mine. I relished his cool skin against mine. "I love you Carlisle."

"I love you too." He whispered.

My phone rang and I reached over and saw that it was Sam.

"Oh. It's Sam. . ." I murmured.

"We'll give you some privacy." Carlisle said, putting a thin blanket over me, kissing my forehead, and then they were both gone.

I picked it up, "Sam?"

"Er- no, it's Seth." Seth said quietly. "You don't sound good."

"I. . . I'm not good." I chuckled and then coughed, "What are you calling for?"

"Sam wanted to talk to you." Seth murmured. "Are you sick?"

I chuckled, "Something like that. . . although now I feel bad for snapping at Sam. I think my time for becoming a vampire is coming sooner than expected."

"How soon?" Sam's voice asked frantically into the phone, "What's wrong? What are you sick with?"

I chuckled, "Well hello ugly."

"Davina."

I sighed, "I. . .I'm pregnant."

Sam paused, "What?"

"The thing is, I shouldn't be pregnant. The bombs, the sulfur, the air, the smoke, the punctures, I shouldn't have gotten pregnant. But I am. So. . . when I go into labor. . . I might not make it." I murmured, feeling like I was going to throw up- and then I did.

"You really are sick." Sam murmured, "Can they turn you into a vampire before you give birth?"

"No. I can't give birth as a vampire." I murmured, "It'd kill the baby. But if they turn me the minute after I give birth. . ."

I could hear Sam swallowing on the other side of the phone, "What do they think of this?"

I hesitated and then muttered, "I. . . I haven't told him yet. Any of them. You're the first one I told."

"You're kidding me, right?" Sam's tone was incredulous and then quiet and then he asked, "Davina. . . whose child is it?"

I started to sob, "I don't know! It can't be his, but I haven't been with anyone else! I'm terrified! What if. . . what if I've been raped and I don't even know it!? I don't remember anything. I swear I've only bee with Carlisle!"

"I'm coming over." Sam's voice was concerned, hard, and extremely husky at the same time.

"Wait." I hiccupped. "I told Carlisle I'd tell him what was wrong after the wedding. Please Sam. Come over tomorrow?"

"I will. I promise." Sam whispered into the phone.

I smiled a watery smile even though I was terrified of everything at that moment, "Thank you. I love you Sammy."

"Love you too shorty."

I smiled, shutting the phone off.

"CARLISLE!" I called.

He was there in an instant, wearing a black tuxedo and a white shirt and a matching vanilla white tie. He had slicked his hair back and it was slightly redder than it was blond at the moment. Strawberry blond.

I smiled, my heart racing at the sight of him in front of me, "You look dashing."

Carlisle smiled, squatting to be close to my face. "This. . . this sickness you have. . . how serious is it?"

I smiled, "Shouldn't be serious at all. . . just. . . different I think. So you don't have to worry during the wedding, okay? I'm not going to die while you're out there, I promise."

After all, I had only been pregnant for a month and a half. Even if the vampire baby grew faster than a human baby, even a month and a half wouldn't cause it to be born, right?

Carlisle sighed, smoothing my hair back from my face gently. Esme appeared in the doorway, "Carlisle, we have to go down." Esme crossed the room, taking one my hands, "How are you feeling?"

"Like I'm glad Alice can't force me into a dress right now." I smirked slightly.

"The Denali's are here." Esme said, tilting her head towards the window. She frowned slightly, "Irina came."

"She won't cause trouble right?" I asked fearfully, moving to sit up, "Seth is coming to the wedding."

Carlisle pushed gently down on my shoulder. "She won't do anything, I promise. And worrying is the last thing you need right now. Try and fall asleep, okay?"

I closed my eyes, relaxing back into the pillows. "Right, okay. Have fun."

"I'll bring you up a piece of cake, okay?" Esme asked with a small wink.

I smiled. Carlisle kissed my forehead, then my lips, pulling away slowly.

"Careful doc." I smirked, "Don't catch my flu."

He chuckled, "I'll try."

And then they were both gone.

I waited a moment before completely ignoring his advice, slowly moving into the chair near the window. I couldn't actually attend the wedding, but I could still oversee it.

From my view, I could see quite a bit. I could see Seth, Sue, and Billy sitting in the very last row together. I guess Leah hadn't come- but she didn't like Bella for several reasons.

I could see Carlisle greeting Carmen, kissing her cheek. I smirked as a swell of jealousy rose up inside me. At least I could laugh at my jealousy. I could see a third blond, her hair curled and piled up on her head standing with Kate and Tanya. That must be Irina.

Everyone slowly started to take their seats. I could see Edward positioning himself at the altar, though I couldn't see details from here. I was mostly basing this off hair colours.

Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, Marcel, Emmett, Bree, and Rose all positioned themselves in the front row on the right side. I felt a pang of regret that I wasn't sitting there next to Carlisle. . . or on his lap.

Carlisle was positioned on the outside, closest to the aisle. I sighed slightly, wishing our hands were entwined. I felt a tiny foot kick my rib and I groaned slightly. The rib snapped back into place. It terrified me.

It also reminded me of one of those pens where you clicked down on it, then had to click something else to send it up again. Was the baby just. . . play with my rib?

The thought made me throw up again.

I resurfaced to see that the crowd had stood, looking towards the house. Carlisle was looking more upwards and I smiled at him. He shook his head slightly, mostly in exasperation. The others were looking as Bella and her father walked down the path.

Everything about Bella's dress was the complete opposite of how mine had been. Hers was rather simple and white with little decoration, although her veil and train were pretty. It wasn't that she wasn't pretty- she was breathtaking- but it showed Carlisle and Edwards' differences. Carlisle had loved the extravagance of my wedding dress- but dress had been extravagant back then- and I had loved the simplicity of his suit.

I smiled again, reminiscing in my own wedding days as Bella and Charlie made rather snail like progress to the altar. I couldn't remember my walk being so slow. But then again, the doors of the church to the altar wasn't much of a walk. Plus, Sam had rather long legs for me to keep up with.

I smiled even wider, thinking about myself on Sam's arm. I loved Sam. He was my brother by the same father- even if we both hated our father- and we were so close. I would hate for things to be ruined by becoming a vampire- even if he said okay to it.

I watched Bree and Marcel carefully, looking for any sign that they might try and attack a human. But I also knew Esme and Emmett wouldn't let them get that far.

I looked back towards the werewolves and caught eyes with Seth. I smiled gently, giving him a small wave, which he returned before turning his attention back to Bella.

Charlie and Bella finally- finally- reached the end of the altar and the priest at the front raised his hands, letting everyone sit. I wanted to reach out and touch Carlisle, the longing for him was overwhelming and I didn't know why.

The priests voice didn't carry enough for me to be able to hear what was being said. But I knew it was very close to the vow that Carlisle and I had said at our own wedding.

When they kissed, the kissed for a long time until people started to clap. And then when they continued to kiss, everyone basically stood on their feet, cheering to get them to stop kissing.

I felt a tear fall down my face, wishing I could feel Carlisle's lips on mine and then I bent over, groaning at the feeling of loss and envy. I had no idea what was happening, why I felt like this. I had been with Carlisle. . . what? Thirty minutes ago? Had felt his lips on mine forty minutes ago? Carlisle was all mine, the ring on my finger said so. So why was I feeling like this?

These were Carlisle's kids, despite what I had told Sam. There was no way they couldn't be. Human blood tasted fantastic from a blood bag. I had gone through several a day. It kept me strong and healthy.

I watched the ceremony turn out so that people were standing, chatting with each other, congratulating Bella and Edward. I watched Irina, staring across the room towards where Seth, Billy, Sue, and Charlie were standing, drinking champagne.

I tightened my fingers around the windowsill ledge, terrified.

'Please don't do something stupid. Please don't do something stupid. Please don't do something stupid.' The chant rang over and over in my head, gazing at Irina who was glaring hatefully at Seth.

Irina leaned forward, muttering something to Edward before stalking off. As she passed by the house, she looked up. We met eyes. I gazed back as she glared at me, almost snarling. I looked over and saw Carlisle looked tense at our interaction. I gave him a soft, 'it's okay' smile, before he turned back to the party.

I sighed, wishing he was here with me instead of down there.

Actually, why didn't I just go down there? There wasn't really anything stopping me.

I got up from the wooden chair, shutting the window quietly, moving towards the door. That was when something in me broke.

I fell to my knees, a strangled scream erupting from my lips. I quickly smothered it so that no one heard it.

I felt something gush down my leg, making me nearly faint.

No, no, no. This couldn't be happening. Not now. Not with all those people out there.

With trembling legs, I laid down on the bed. I reached into the side drawer, drawing out the syringe of morphine.

I stabbed it into my leg and gasped.

Seth burst into the room suddenly, "Mom!"

"Seth?" I questioned. If he had heard it, did that mean Carlisle or one of the others heard it. "What-"

"I saw you weren't in the window anymore and I wanted to make sure you were alright." Seth said, staring from the needle to my hand. "What's going on?"

I clenched my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut in pain, my whole body convulsing as there was something like a contraction. I opened my eyes, gasping for breath, seeing stars.

"Mom?" Seth questioned, by my side in an instant. His wide, innocent brown eyes staring into mine.

"S-Seth." I gasped out, touching his brown jacket. "Carlisle."

Seth understood, but he didn't do it the way I was hoping he would, leaving the room to go get him. Instead, he shouted, "Carlisle!"

I zipped the hoodie down, tugging it off and Seth's eyes stared hugely. "M-mom?"

I stared at him, tears in my eyes, before biting down on my hand as something kicked against me. I let out a sob. Carlisle was in the room in an instant.

Carlisle P.O.V.

I was in the room in an instant, hearing her cries of pain and Seth's' call. But whatever I had been readying myself for wasn't this. Wasn't to see her pregnant, writhing in pain.

"Seth." I swallowed, "Get Sam on the phone. Now."

Because I knew, from the weird heartbeat, putting things together, that this child was not normal.

Davina's black eyes were pleading with me.

Seth called Sam on Davina's phone, putting it on speaker.

"Seth, I need you to leave." I murmured, "I'm serious. This. . . this is going to be bad."

Seth nodded, turning and leaving the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. I felt horrible.

"Davina? Darling?"

"This. . ." Davina gasped, the bedsheets tight in her fists. There was a fine sheen of sweat across her forehead and she was gasping for breath. "I don't know how it's possible. I swear Carlisle, I haven't been with anyone except you, I swear."

I chuckled softly, "Of course of all the things you worry about right now it's you wanting me to make sure I know you didn't cheat on me. Davina, I know you didn't."

"Good." Davina gasped, letting go of the morphine needle. It clattered to the floor. "But. . . it's only been a month and- and a- half. They shouldn't. . . it's to soon!"

I had no idea what I should be doing.

"Davina. . ." I whispered, smoothing her hair back.

"Carlisle?" Sam's voice was on the phone, sounding louder than need be.

"Davina's dying Sam." I said. "I need permission and I need it now."

"You have it!" Sam's voice was frantic. "You have it."

"Thank you Sam." Davina and I whispered together. And then Davina screamed again.

"Davina!" Sam shouted.

"Sam, I know you want to be here." I said, picking up a scalpel, "But you and the entire pack need to stay away from the house for a few days. Swear it."

"Alright." Sam said.

"Good." And then I unceremoniously hung up on him.

With a calm hand, I settled into my doctor zone, cutting Davina's stomach open, performing a C section. I wished I had known. Now that it was out there, it was so obvious. The sudden disappearance of blood bags, the missing blood bags at the hospital, the oversized sweatshirts, the sudden reluctance to have sex, Jasper saying she had moments of intense panic and sometimes she felt terrified about something. . . it was all this.

"C-Carlisle." Davina said weakly.

"It's going to be okay." I whispered as I cut open the stomach, "I want you to tell me why you didn't tell me."

Davina closed her eyes, "Because I didn't know at first. And then. . . I thought maybe I'd been raped or something because vampires can't have kids. And I was. . .I was scared what Lord would do with that information. And I was scared that maybe you wouldn't want to have the child if it was someone else's. And I was terrified once I randomly started drinking the blood bags because then I knew it meant it was a vampire child inside of me. And I'm scared what you all might do with that information. Sam. . . might want to kill him or her. You guys might even want to. . . in case the baby is dangerous. And I was scared. I wanted to give him or her a chance at a life first so we could see how it would be before we decided whether or not. . ."

Tears welled up in her eyes and I gasped. "What!" She asked frantically.

I swallowed hard. This. . . no wonder.

"Davina. . . you have. . . you have triplets."

Davina stared at me in shock and then whispered, "Triplets?"

I nodded, working on getting them out so that I could give her my venom and turn her. I knew it was much sooner than she wanted, she wasn't even twenty-five yet, but I had to. I couldn't lose her.

"Carlisle, we'll have to tell everyone the babies died. They can't. . . even our kids. And the werewolves especially. Hide them in our house so that they don't know they exist. At least until we can assess. . ."

Her voice drifted off, her heart starting to fail.

"Stay with me." I growled, wishing I had a nurse that I could hand the babies over to. I had to make down with laying a few blankets out, placing them one by one on the blankets. I made sure they were all breathing, trying not to be distracted by their angelic faces, before turning back to Davina.

I quickly grabbed a syringe from the bottom drawer in a locked box. I ripped off the lock, taking out the syringe, stabbing into her heart and pressing down. The quickest way for my venom to travel.

And then, because I honestly didn't want to fuck anything up, I bit down gently on her wrist, letting my venom pool into her blood.

I listened, waiting, solely on her heartbeat, making sure it continued, before turning the babies. They had heartbeats, blood flowed through their veins, and they seemed normal sized for a baby that had only been in the womb for less than two months.

I cleaned them up and stared- perhaps from habit- making out birth certificates, filling in everything but the names. Davina would name them- her heart was still strong behind me.

There were two boys and one girl. The girl looked most like me, a head of blond hair and when she opened her eyes- to early- they were bright crystal blue.

The boys on the other hands looked like they were identical with black hair and brown eyes.

The reception was still going on and I debated about what to do. I had to listen to Davina's 'last words'. She wanted me to hide the children in the house and not let Sam or anyone else but the two of us know about the children. Who would take care of them while I waited by Davina's side?

Then I realized that Alice must not be able to see the children. That was why Davina's future had disappeared.

I hesitated. I could tell Rosalie. . .

No. Not that was a bad choice. I finally ran from the house, the three babies in my arms, back to the house that Davina and I shared.

Working with vampire speed, I put together three makeshift cribs, putting each of them in one, watching them. I would have to study, see what they wanted to eat.

Arriving back at the house, I found that Bella was getting ready to leave. I disappeared, as my suit was covered in blood.

I appeared back in Davina's room. I waited, waited, waited. Alice burst into the room a few moments later, taking in the sight of all the blood, my suit, and Davina's still frame, "What happened?"

The others filed in, as Edward and Bella had driven off. Marcel and Bree were there too. Marcel looked horrified.

"She was pregnant." I said, trying to figure out what to tell everyone. "There were complications with the birth." I glanced at Marcel.

"Yes, the doctors said she couldn't have children." Marcel murmured. "And that if she got pregnant, there was a high probability she would die in the child birthing process."

I nodded, "Well they were triplets."

Marcel's mouth dropped, "Well no wonder. . . she would never have been able to."

"The children?" Rosalie asked and even with her mother on the deathbed, she sounded slightly excited.

I just shook my head and her shoulders slumped.

"Sam gave you permission, right?" Jasper asked.

I nodded, "Without a second of hesitation."

"Good." Esme said, reaching out and rubbing my shoulder. "Everything'll be okay brother, her heart sounds strong."

I nodded, "I know."

Rosalie was the first to leave. Everyone followed out after. Jasper kissed Davina's forehead, following Alice out as the last people in the room except Esme.

When it was just Esme, me, and Davina, she whispered so quietly, "I know you're lying."

I swallowed and then jerked my head towards the window. I brought her back to the house and whispered, "Esme, please. You can't tell a soul."

I brought her into the house to show her the babies.

Esme looked at them in wonder and then whispered, "How?"

"I don't know." I said. "I mean, there's never been anything like them. Vampires usually can't have sexual relationships with humans. Not enough control to keep from killing them. But I suppose. . . I mean males can have children at any age so I suppose it's technically possible. . . she's afraid though that they might not be. . . quite right. She doesn't want anyone to know about their existence except me. She's especially afraid of what Sam might do. Please Esme, you can't tell anyone."

"I won't." Esme whispered. "I can stay with them while you stay with Davina though."

"Thank you." I murmured.

Esme paused and then said, "Carlisle. . . Edward and Bella. . ."

I closed my eyes, knowing she was right, "Maybe not. It could be because of Davina's werewolf gene. Two supernatural genes combing together. And Bella doesn't have that."

Esme nodded but said, "I'm just saying you should be prepared if Bella does get pregnant."

I nodded, "You're right. I know."

And then I zoomed back to the house to wait for Davina.

[lady-assnali]

Listen, I pulled the fic title from the song I was listening to. Here’s the WIP! The first two chapters are the context that has already been posted here! I grouped these three together because of that.

I need you to understand that this is all just an excuse to get three things:

**Jealous bratty Marcia

**My Stephanie’s Child x Marcia collab

**Anetra/Denali interaction because they’re such a good rarepair

[thegamingcatmom]

STAPH IT

'These are our cousins from alaska'

[thegamingcatmom]

Guess who? Spoiler: me, its me and I come with a question(s) bc it is 3am and my mind can't shut up (:

So I think this was mentioned previously in another ask or post but I don't remember if it went much into detail. My question is about mates and separation. It is said (dont remember if canon said something about it) that vampires have a hard time being away from their mates and I would like to go deeper into this, know your thoughts on the matter.

Like, how bad it is? How long can they stay away from their mate? Is it minutes, hours, days? Is it painful, like physically? What do they feel, like I think despair, anxiety? Are there vampires who have a better time than others?

And finally how each sister individually is regarding this 'separation' situation? How clingy are they, if they are that is? How do they handle it? Do they call a lot? Text? (They know what phones are right? Ancient creatures they are :p)

Thanks as always for the answers❤️ (this is so long and i probs forgot something but i cant think so im gonna try to sleep xD)

Hiii! <3

Totally relatable! 3am has, unfortunately, become the time my brain works on overdrive as well. Which means I usually have to quit when I feel like I'm making actual progress, because I do need to sleep at some point. 😭

Right so, I think vampires defo have a hard time being away from their mates. I don't think it's actual pain in the sense of being "physical," but I reckon it very much feels like that for them.

I also think that, just like us humans, they have different ways of dealing with that pain. Some seek the company of their other coven members, some prefer to be alone, some (try to) play it cool and don't let anything show, and so on.

With that said, how long they´re able to stay away also varies and depends on multiple factors, I´d say. It´s not just their own personality and their way of dealing with things that plays into it, but also the cause of the separation. I think the latter plays a rather big part, actually. Like, if it´s for a "good" cause then it might be a lot easier for them to endure, I imagine.

...Y´know, this kinda reminds me of Carmen and El and the things I have planned for them in The Sisters, because separation might actually become a recurring theme for them (we see a snippet of that in the upcoming chapter.) I haven´t quite decided yet how far I wanna take it, but your ask kinda makes me wanna explore how Carmen might cope with a possible long-term separation. ��🥺

As for what they´re feeling when separated from their mate:

JOKES ASIDE THOUGH-

Truly mated/bonded vampires (thinking of James and Victoria here cause I have my doubts about those two) are like fitting puzzle pieces, shaped to align perfectly with the other. If one breaks away, you won´t have a complete picture. Other puzzle pieces might fit with some force, but it will always result in a crooked picture because it´s just not meant to be.

With that said:

I think it´s agony. Like a part of you is missing. A big part. Like, half your body, to be precise.

As for the sisters:

(yes, they do know what phones are, lmao)

(...valid question though)

Tanya would probably cope best. Or, well, she´d be the most convincing at pretending she´s alright. She´s a leader and, in my head, that´s like its "own" personality. If the situation calls for it, a switch is flipped in her head - topdog leader mode activated.

Ofc, the separation from her mate is more of a personal challenge and probably her biggest one yet. Also because it´s one she´s never had to face before meeting MC. But I still think she would handle it a lot better than her sisters...at least on the outside. Like I said, it´s like a switch being flipped, a "mental shield," if you will. She will put on a brave face, act like nothing´s out of the ordinary. She will do her damn best to function, because that´s what she always does in times of hardship. It´s what leaders do.

It might not be the healthiest way to cope with things, but it´s what she knows and feels comfortable with.

…Besides, you can bet your ass there´ll be at least 50 calls, 30 FaceTimes, and 250 messages per day.

A good leader always stays on top of things.

Kate is a lot softer than she lets on, so I think she´d actually struggle the most with being separated from her mate. She would probs try and avoid her family for the most part. As a former warrior, the last thing she wants is to be seen as "weak." Like with Tanya, it´s not the healthiest way to cope with it, but there´s still this thinking that feelings get you killed on the battlefield, y´know? There´s just some things and habits we can´t shake, no matter how hard we try. Kate being reluctant to show any kind of "weakness" in front of others is one such habit. She´s gotten a lot better at allowing and showing those feelings since meeting MC for sure, but when MC´s gone? I imagine she´d be quick to fall back into that spiral.

So yeah, you´ll probs find her in the woods, sparring with the trees or smt to get her mind off things, to distract herself from the immense distress she´s feeling over her mate being gone.

As for contacting her mate:

Hm...I´m actually torn on that one. On one hand, you have the battle-hardened warrior who refuses to show feelings. On the other hand, you have the moonstruck sap who turns into mush the moment her mate is involved in any shape or form.

With that said:

Kate would struggle with exactly that, lol. Like, it´s a constant inner battle between who she was and who she has become since meeting MC. So I can imagine her sitting somewhere, glaring at her phone, doing her best to keep herself from typing in those damn numbers or writing out that stupid message because warriors don´t show "weakness."

...She caves, eventually. And both she and MC are damn glad she did, that lovable dork.

Irina would cope better than Kate, but her struggles would still be more obvious because she doesn´t usually hide her feelings like Kate does. On the contrary, she pretty much wears her heart on her sleeve, which is also why she´s the only one (out of the sisters) who feels 100% comfortable with confiding in others about how she feels. She usually goes to Carmen when she seeks comfort or guidance, like pretty much everyone else in the coven, lol. So, when it comes to dealing with that pain, I´d say Irina defo has the healthiest way of doing it.

She also has the healthiest call/message count btw, lmao. She´s not as overbearing as Tanya (nobody is, lel), and also not as stone-faced as Kate. She gives a quick call or leaves a heartfelt message here and there, just checking in, y´know? Sometimes they´re short and sweet, other times they´re literal novels in which she proclaims her undying love over and over and over and over and over and-

...I mean, there are times where she just...she gets carried away a bit, which usually ends with her dropping everything to go and seek out her mate.

...Her mate, who went to the supermarket for a quick errand.

I mean, listen-

In the end, I think it all comes down to why the sisters have been separated from MC. They´ll probs cope a lot better if they know the separation is short-lived.

...Or maybe not, lol. *points to Irina*

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Thanks a lot for your ask! Always stoked when those pop up in my inbox. 💋

#keepthethirstalive #keepthedenalisalive

[allthornsnopetals]

T.Denali

Description: some fluff ( blurb )

A/n: Thank you anon for your kind words and your request. You made my day! Love you <3

Translation: Najdrahší = dearest , Moja láska = my love

Warning: A bit of smut if you squint , mention of blood, women covered in blood

TANYA DENAlI, trails feather-like kisses along Y/n's neck, while tenderly drawing her fingers in and out of her heat. The sensation of her darling's dull nails digging into the flesh of her back as she holds her close, drives the circuits in her brain numb and dumb with soft moans, swaying in the air of their shared chambers.

"Najdrahší?" Y/n moans, drawing Tanya's attention. She drew from her neck, staring down at Y/n with love in her eyes and soft grin gracing her lips. She savors the sight before her: plump and crimson lips, heavy ruby eyes, and bloody teeth. Beautiful.

She swoons with her charming grin, turning crooked as her love pecks a kiss to her chin, and softens her grip on her back— tracing her fingers up and down her back.

"Yes, moja láska." Tanya answers, bringing her fingers to her lips, and sucking them clean, putting a pause to their love making. She rests against Y/n's bloody chest, tracing circles along her collar bone, and enjoying their time away from the others.

"We should, perhaps put a pause on tonight's festivities, and clean the mess we made." Y/n says, with a chuckle as Tanya pouts, smothering her face in the crook of her neck. She hated having to clean after their meals.

We should have fed in the woods. She groans, like a baby being told what to do as she holds Y/n closer, acting as if she's being torn away from her toy.

"Tanya." Y/n chuckles again, turning her attention to her.

"One more round and then we can deal with the bodies, pretty please." She pouts again begging Y/n with her best pair of puppy dog eyes and stained nose — matching her mouth — painted in their shared meals, that lay in pools of blood on the wooden floor; lifeless and bare.

Chuckling again, Y/n cups her love's cheek, and brings their lips together. It was sweet, familiar, and an easy kiss. It melts Tanya into pure putty, drawing her mind into fog... How could a simple kiss leave her so flopped? She had no idea, but it was hers, all hers.

Her mind was so dazed, she had no idea that Y/n had pulled away, and climbed out of bed. Her grin was all bent, eyes still closed, and stuck on another planet.

Y/n giggling to herself, drew Tanya back.

"Come, love we have a mess to clean."

[thegamingcatmom]

Okay but why is this kinda The Sisters?

"It's pretty rude to kidnap people, you know."

"We need your help."

"Doing a real bad job of convincing me to give it so far."