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Your parent opened the door and widened their smile. You stood there as they pulled you into a hug.
“I’m so happy to see you.”
You smiled in their embrace.
It was transforming into autumn.
They look behind you.
“Hi, Edward.”
He was polite.
Right before it was dinner time, he left, claiming that he had to go do something for his family. Claiming that he would be right back.
“So…You two are…Back to together?” your parent asks. You pick at your food as you nod.
“When did it happen?” they ask.
“After…After the competition…” you admit quietly.
“You look….Good, Y/N.” they say as they look at you. You give them a small smile.
“I’m going over to Charlie’s tomorrow if you want to tag along. Maybe see Bella?” they suggest.
You shrug lightly, “Sure.”
You found the old keyboard that was previously taken away.
At night, you and Edward tinkered around. Trying to create harmony together as you now had two keyboards in your possession.
“Do you want to come with?” you ask after you both lounge in your bedroom.
He thinks about it but you could tell he didn’t want to say outright no.
“You don’t have to…If you don’t want to.” you say quietly.
“I would like to but, Bella already had suspicions of me. Me coming around would just reignite whatever she thinks.”
You take a good look at him.
“She likes you.” you state quietly. He looks to you. He calmly makes a small grin, “Many do.”
“Could you read it from her mind?”
“I can’t…Read her mind…It’s as if she has no thoughts at all.”
You look away as you lean against the pillows instead of him.
“Before I came…You would’ve chosen her…Instead.”
His eyebrows furrowed, “Why would you say that?”
You take a shy glance at him, “I’m sorry…”
“Just tell me…What makes you feel this way?”
“Did you take interest in me because of my whispering mind? Just be honest.” you say very quietly.
“Y/N…” he says as he takes one of your hands in both of his and gives you a warm grin, “What’s the first thing I asked you?”
You look down at your joined hands.
“You asked if I play…”
“Then…You looked up at me…It was you who almost knocked me off of my feet with just one look.” he whispered, “I felt an instant connection….”
You slowly look at him. He was sincere. He searched your face. You leaned back into him.
“We can’t get rid of each other.” he says in your ear. This makes you laugh a breathy laugh.
“Good.” you say to him quietly as he rubbed his hand down your arm.
“I’m not going to lie…I miss my favorite senior.” Bella says shyly. Both parents were in the living room.
“Aw, I’m touched.” you say with a grin. You watch as she goes to grab her keys.
“They’re not much company…I’m going to the beach..Come with?”
“Sure.”
You both talked, the shyness lifting as she drove past the Welcome to La Push sign.
You saw two figures on the beach. It was windy enough to raise goosebumps, but you were confused by the fact that none of them wore at least a jacket.
You and Bella sat on the rock as you both watched the waves.
“Wow…That’s so impressive.” she says after you tell her your latest achievements.
“Thanks.”
“I can’t wait until graduation…I think I’m going to move back with my mom.” she tells you. You nod.
A pair of familiar eyes came into view. You tried to ignore them, but he kept staring.
“Do you..Do you know him? Because I don’t.” Bella noticed as she whispered.
“Somewhat…” you say as you look down.
“Oh…He’s coming over here.” she stated and you pop up and look at her, “Wait, what?”
She looked ahead and he stops in front of you.
“You couldn’t say hi?”
“Didn’t think you would like that.” you state, not looking at his face.
“Who’s this?”
“Bella Swan.” you answer.
“Who are you?” she asks him.
He says his name and he leans against the rock. You watch as he lingered his gaze on her. Her face slowly started to flush as she peaked at him.
“Are you back for good?” he then asks you.
“Just passing through.” you boredly state.
“Oh…So, what school do you go to?” He then asks Bella.
“Forks. You?” she answered back shyly.
“On the rez…” he says. He then looks behind him as he groaned a bit at the two figures who were now looking at him.
“Do you know them?” Bella asks.
“I wish I hadn’t.”
“Why?” she asks with a soft smile.
“Cause they do that shit.” he says, they were staring as if they were waiting for him, “They’re so annoying. It’s like they’re a cult. I wish they would fuck off.”
You and Bella both chuckle out.
“Come on. I don’t want to be here..” he then says, his tone dripping in discomfort.
“Where would we go?” Bella asks as she’s already getting up. You look at her with a hidden smirk.
“Away from them.” he says and she’s following him, she’s looking at you to do so as well. Your name was called by an unfamiliar voice. It startled you.
“Later.” the boy says. Bella shoots you a worried glance but you tell her to go ahead, reassuring her that you were going to be okay. Two muscle bound people were now in front of you.
“How do you know my name?” you calmly ask.
“From Cullen.” he states. He said as if it was a curse word. Your heart drops.
“Yeah? And?” you retort, feeling defensive over him.
“And you should stay away from them.” he says.
You scoff, “Why should I listen to you….? I don’t even know you.” you say and turn but the other boy beside him says, “Wait. Just hear us out.”
You cross your arms.
“You know me..You have seen me…I was in the woods with you.” the man speaks.
You rack your brain as you travel back to that day and you look at him. He stood tall with authority.
“You’re…The black wolf..”
He nods.
“I’m Samuel Uley. People around here call me Sam…You got involved with the Cullens. I’m warning you to stay away. While you have the chance.” he says.
“You're designed to kill their kind…Of course you want me to stay away.”
“Because they kill people.” the boy next to Sam says as if it were the most obvious thing.
“Did you guys not read your own treaty with them? As long as they don’t eat humans, you can’t kill them. Guess what? They do not eat humans.” you say with slight jazz hands for effect.
“A human shouldn’t be involved with them in the first place…I, as a protector, can’t just let someone leave off with them. You should stay here at home. It was assumed by me and the tribe when you left town, that they had something to do with you leaving. They all left right with you.”
“Yeah, because I had a piano competition. If they were going to hurt me, they would’ve done so by now.” you say with an unserious attitude. It all felt ridiculous.
“You don’t understand. You’re playing with fire.” Sam says feeling a bit frustrated.
“If I was, I wouldn’t gotten burnt by now.” you say.
“Y/N…They’re bloodsuckers-”
“Look. I don’t know either of you. I suggest you both leave me alone. You’re even messing with other people, watching them to join whatever you two got going on. You turn into a large animal.”
Sam huffs out a small breath of anger through his nose, “Jared here, has the same destiny as me now. All because of the vampires, like the Cullens, in the area, it triggers the trait.”
“The Cullens has nothing to do with that. We were gone. Don’t worry. We will all be out of your hair by the time the weekend ends.”
Your phone buzzed in your pocket.
Alice.
“Look, I gotta go.”
Sam grabs your arm, you would’ve been offended but his eyes screamed desperation. You look to him. His body temperature was hot. It felt like he had a fever.
“Please. We’re protectors. This is us protecting. Just stay away from them. Live your life as a human should. Cold ones do nothing but dazzle a human. Everything about them pulls their prey in. You think you two are in a healthy relationship, but he’s a leech at the end of the day. You don’t think he’s going to turn you into one of him eventually? It’s either that or he simply kills you.” he says in a hard tone but it was thrown across patiently.
“Yeah..Look, Sam is right. A cold one is not going to fall in love with a human..It just won’t happen. You’re just simply under his thrall. You feel like everything is good, everything is safe. You can’t help it, it’s natural to fall under it. Our wolves understand them well.” Jared says quietly.
You look at them both. You take your arm back and you walk away. You shove your hands in your pockets and go in the direction you had seen Bella in.
You walked closer to the soft laughs and talking.
“Hey. What were they over there talking to you about?” Bella asks.
“Nothing…They claim they haven’t seen me around before.” you say. They both believed you.
“Are you ready to go?” Bella asks you.
“Yes. Yes, I am.”
You watch as Bella shyly tells him that she will call him. You’re mind was running a mile a minute.
When you and Bella get back, Edward’s car is in her driveway.
“Whoa..Nice car.” she says as she looked at it and she then opens the front door.
Edward was immediately at the doorway pulling you into his arms. As you heard Bella greet her dad in the living room, you quietly heard him breathe you in, as if he was calming himself.
He steps back. His eyes darken. You’re worried.
“Edward, what’s wrong?”
“Where did you go?” he asks suppressing his voice from being angry.
“La Push-“
He grabs your hand, you’re immediately outside.
“Tell me what’s wrong.” you coo to him as you watch him brace himself against his car. He was on the brink of losing control and he was doing a good job of keeping himself together. It took some time but he eventually says it.
“You smell like them.” he says distastefully.
“Who?” you ask in a small voice.
He clenched his jaw and squeezed his eyes shut before saying, “Y/N, please get in the car.”
“No. If you’re…If you feel this way from me smelling like them, I don’t want to make things worse.”
“Alice couldn’t see you…I really need you with me right now. I need to see you.” he says and he touched you, almost as if he couldn’t believe that you were real.
“I’m right here.” you whispered as his fingers heavily smooth over your face, your eyes slightly closed.
You speak again, “I will wash it off when I get home.”
He doesn’t budge to let you go. His gaze almost scared you and you didn’t want either of you to be scared.
“Edward, please?” you ask in a quiet whisper.
In a flash, he’s opening his car door, still staring at you as if you were going to disappear. You stand outside until he eventually leaves.
You scrubbed your skin immediately when you arrived home with your parent. It seemed as soon as you put the last article of clothing on, that’s when you saw the door twist open.
“I don’t feel safe with you going there.” he says to you after a long embrace. His eyes were the liquid gold that you were used to.
You nod as he pressed his lips to your face.
“I only went to the beach with Bella..I didn’t know that they would be there.”
“There’s more of them….I knew it.” he observed as he sits on the edge of your bed, pulling you in his lap.
“Yeah.. You were right.” you say as you caressed his cheek, “The boy…That I met on the beach…Claims that they’re watching him. He thinks they’re like a cult or something.”
Edward doesn’t say anything. You look to him. He blinked at you plainly.
"He has a thing for Bella now. No need to worry."
"That's not what I'm worried about...You've been around him. He can turn into one at any given time."
"Edward-"
"If anything..Were to happen to you, I wouldn't know what to do with myself." he says.
"Nothing's going to happen." you whisper as you hold his head to your chest, his arms tightened around your waist. You two stay like that for some time.
“Can I tell you something?” you ask quietly.
“Anything.”
“Will you promise to not get upset?”
“I promise to try to control my emotions.” he said.
You get out of his lap and only sit next to him. His hand is now firm on your thigh as you stare into his gaze.
“The wolf…The black one in the woods…His name is Sam.”
His eyes closed as he slowly turns away from you.
“Nothing happened.” you say to ease future worries, “But..He only talked to me.”
He’s up and you rise with him.
“I told him….To stay away from you.”
You look down after he stated this. You couldn’t deny, he did approach you first, even going as far as calling your name.
“What’s a thrall?” you blurt out.
He looks at you. It was as if time had stopped. He slowly settled his eyes into yours. He spoke calmly.
“It’s what makes me a killer. Pulling in my prey is what I do.”
You only breathe quietly, as you looked at him. You didn’t know if you should’ve felt afraid. But, you wondered if that’s what being under a thrall meant. You wondered if it took away your fight or flight response.
“Are you scared of me?”
You swallow and you look down. But then you look back up, you shake your head. You didn’t see him move, he was too fast, but his hands held yours.
He only looks at you, trying to make out what’s going through your mind.
“Are you scared of me?” you ask quietly.
He lifts his lips only a little, but he nods. You match his expression and he cradled the side of your face.
“I’m scared of what you do to me.” he says.
“What do I do to you?” you ask, barely audible to your own ears. You watch as his eyes darken, but not in color. The jolted feeling that you felt was almost scary. Not in a fearful way, but an exciting way.
“Tempt me.” he quietly answered.
No words were said as you both soaked in each other with each other’s eyes for a while.
“What did he say to you?” he asks quietly.
“I don’t want to tell you….”
“Why not?”
“I don’t want you to get upset.”
“I’m not upset with you.”
“I know, but…I don’t want you to get upset at all. I like seeing you happy.”
“Just tell me…We should be able tell each other everything.”
You breathe out softly through your nose as you look down.
“All he did…Was try to convince me to stay here…That’s how I found out about the word thrall…He claims that why I feel so……It doesn’t matter. He basically says it’s why a human and a vampire shouldn’t be together.”
“Do you believe it?” he asks.
“….No.” you answer softly.
“I don’t believe it either.” he says.
The next morning, your parent needed to run to the grocery store. You offer. Edward offered to come with.
As he put the bag in the car, he taps your shoulder.
You look at him, he discreetly points to a woman. You follow his eyes. A woman who could be someone who lived in La Push. She had the same distinct look of them.
She got out of her car. Large slashes were on the side of her face. You held back a gasp. You wondered what happened. They were a reddish pinkish color. They looked recent. They weren’t fully healed but healed enough to where she didn’t need to bandage them. She was beautiful despite the damage.
She walked with her keys, you could tell by her walk, she felt self cautious of people who looked at her. A large man, held his hand out to take them from her. She drops them in his hand. Sam then was right next to her. Keeping a protective arm around her and he looked right in your direction. Glaring right at Edward. It was Sam.
“Y/N, get in the car.” Edward says darkly but you know it wasn’t for you. You look to him, glaring darkly at the man who told you to stay away from Edward at the beach. You watch as Edward slowly start to get angry.
You open the passenger car door, seeing that he’s still giving Sam looks that could kill.
“Come on, Edward.” you whisper encouragingly. You then lower yourself and sit down in the passenger seat, hoping he would follow suit. He finally followed you in the car. Smoothly, but steers away fast out of the parking lot. As you looked out the window, she grabs Sam’s arm as she goes to enter the store. Sam’s eyes never left the car until he entered as well.
You slowly turned to look at him with a commiserate look. He gripped the steering wheel, glaring at the road as if he wanted to kill it.
“Do you know her?” you ask in a whisper.
“No..I don’t…But, she’s a sad example of what happens when you stand too close to one of them..She stood too close to Sam..Residents will tell you it’s from an animal attack. If only they knew the animal at hand.” he says trying his best to not talk to you in a nasty manner.
You felt bad. Your mind was flooded with thoughts of the woman. And Sam. You wondered why he warned you of the Cullens, just to hurt someone himself.
As he drove on the road he speaks again but this time it’s very calm, “I’m not trying to tell you what to do, Y/N. I’m just trying to keep you safe…I get so nervous whenever you do go to La Push. That’s why…I prefer you not to go there…Please…Danger just lurks there.”
You nod silently.
“I also…Prefer you to be careful with befriending Bella Swan…Just because she wants to put herself in danger doesn’t mean you have to follow.”
“I understand.” you say and look out the window.
You think for a moment.
“It would be nice for us to go to the beach together….I get to see your skin shine.” you say to lighten the tense mood. He grins a little, “I’m sure that time will come…Where it’s private.”
You nod with slight happiness.
It was time to leave the next day.
You and Edward made it seem to your parent that you were going back to where you had left from, but you both stayed alone with each other in Forks in the Cullen’s old home.
“Where shall we go next?” you ask as you fiddled with your keyboard.
“Somewhere cold for sure.” he says as he placed a kiss on your neck.
You smile at him, “Of course.”
Alice came to visit you both with Jasper. Her hug was tight, you told her you couldn’t breathe with a small laugh. She was excited to see you. Jasper was happy to see you as well.
“I take it you went on your mini vacation.” Edward tells his sister.
“I did. It was a good visit. They all miss you Edward.” she says with a smile.
“Im sure.” he says in a bit moody tone. Jasper chuckles as if it was an inside joke.
“I told them you were visiting them soon.”
“Why would you do that?” Edward says with annoyance.
“They won’t hurt Y/N..They’re vegetarian.” Alice stated the last statement towards you as she stayed close to you. He glared at her but her carefree nature only made him softly roll the same eyes. He sits next to you and looks at you for a moment. You look with deep curiosity.
“She’s only going if she’s working.” Edward finally says.
“Done!” Alice says with a bright smile.
“Jesus, what did you do?” you ask.
“It’s not prestigious like the one you just did, but it’s a quick competition that you can go to. Just like the small ones you did back home.” she says happily. You look to Edward.
“Do you want to do it?” he simply asks you and waits for your answer.
You nod.
On the way to Alaska, Edward told you the history behind their family’s relationship. How loyal they were to each other, being allies to battles when needed.
The coven was formed by a woman named Sasha. Transforming the women you were about to meet, Tanya, Kate, and Irina.
“Are we going to meet her too?”
“She’s dead.”
“Wow..What happened?” you blinked.
“She created an immortal child, their brother, Vasilii…It’s against the law with our people, to create immortal children. They will easily reveal our secret to outsiders.”
“I can only imagine…The tantrums were that great, huh?”
He cracked a smile.
“The law? Who’s the police in your terms?” you then ask.
“The Volturi.”
“Are they vegetarian as well?”
“Sure, if hell freezes over.” he says and you both chuckle.
“For reason, I would’ve thought.”
“Sure they uphold the law, but they live a chaotic lifestyle themselves. They show no mercy. It’s just for the best to be on their good side unless you’re asking for a death sentence.”
You nod in acknowledgment.
“So, which members have powers?”
“Kate and Eleazar.”
“Only two?” you ask. He nods.
“Kate has a power where she can project painful jolts throughout her body with touch. Eleazar has ability identification. He feels the powers of others and is able to detect what they are.”
“Electric jolts.” you say.
“Yeah.” he says.
Eyes took in the remote scenery. It looked surreal by how beautiful the nature looked. The coven really reminded you of the Cullens in a way. You know understood why they considered the coven to be their cousins.
It seemed as though they knew that you two were coming. Four women and a man. Their eyes shined with liquid gold. They embraced Edward, telling him how great it was to see him again. One of them with strawberry blonde hair, tried to keep Edward in a hug for too long before he forcibly detached himself from her.
They looked at you with great curiosity. You felt small in a way. Edward held your hand with a tight grasp.
“A human.” one says with a grin.
“A choice indeed.” the woman with the strawberry blonde hair with an accent says. She steps to you, looking at you with interest.
“What’s your name?” she asks. You tell her. She looks at you and to Edward, it was soft grin, almost flirty. She looks to you, “I’m Tanya.”
The other one with long pale blonde hair, straight as corn silk, who seemed very laid back, gives you a side a hug, “I’m Kate.”
“Y-You didn’t shock me.” you say in surprise. You hear the perfect sounds of laughter surround you.
“It’s only for battle.” she says with a humorous grin.
“So, Edward here has told you about us?” Tanya asks, almost honored.
“A summarized version.” you say.
“We only heard that he met someone. How nice to finally meet you.” the woman with black hair says to you with a warm smile. You find out that her name is Carmen. The man next to her, who you presumed to be Eleazar, stared at you with such concentration but yet you felt he was trying to figure you out. He says a friendly hello.
“That’s our sister, Irina. Don’t feel bad about her stand-off nature. She’s only missing her lover.” Kate tells you in the cozy home as Edward went off to set your belongings in a guest room. You nod, “I get it.”
“You might know him. Laurent. Carlisle says he’s an acquaintance of his.”
You nod, “When we were playing baseball, Laurent and his coven came.”
“You were playing baseball? With them?” Irina asks. You look over to her, nodding, “I was just the ref with Esme, but me and Edward had left when they joined the game.”
“Why?” Tanya asks.
Edward speaks then, “You’re all set Y/N. Are you tired?” You turn to look at him and he interlaced his hand with yours.
“Come on, Edward. Let us get to know each other.” Kate says in a carefree manner.
“Yeah. You want to pull her away when things had gotten good.” Tanya says and Edward displayed an impatient attitude.
You suppressed a smile as you then chose to tug him in the direction of the room that was provided for you.
“It’s going to be easy. Do you want to practice today or tomorrow morning?”
“What? Teacher Edward is giving me a choice?” you say humorously, he gives you a handsome smile.
“Well, I won’t seriously practice until tomorrow but I will still tinker about.” you continued.
“Okay.”
You look at him and he could tell you had questions. He knew that you couldn’t ask because of the lingering ears.
“Do you want to explore with me?” he asks quietly. You nod with a slight smile.
You both sat in a beautiful field. You could see the tall mountains from afar. Just absolutely breathtaking.
“Where is Laurent? You didn’t want to come here because he was here.”
“Take one guess.” he says and you match his grin.
“Mm…He went to kill a human.”
“You’re kind of right…Him and Irina were hunting together. She lost him. She’s not a good tracker.”
“She misses him.” you state as you remember her hint of sadness that was imbedded in her face.
“She does.”
“So….Eleazar…I must’ve rubbed him the wrong way…”
Hearing his laughter, you look over, twitching your own mouth as his laugh started to tickle you.
“What?” you say with a slight chuckle.
“Why would you rub him the wrong way?”
“I don’t know….He kept staring but…Like…Did I do something?”
“He was only figuring you out. They have no problem with having you around.”
“Okay.” you say and look back towards the distance. You chuckle under your breath, “Okay…I’m not jealous of Bella Swan..But I have to admit..I’m jealous of Tanya. Did you two used to date or something?”
“God, no.”
This makes you bubble out a chuckle, “I seen the way she looks at you. The way she acts around you.”
“Tanya is Tanya.” he says and shakes his head.
“She’s beautiful.” you say and you grin at the look he gave you. He seemed to not be interested in hearing that.
“She’s so lustful, it’s off putting…If you two were to talk, you will know my claim is right. I only ask you to only take what she tells you with a grain of salt.”
“Noted.” you say and pull your knees to your chest.
In the morning after a study session of the piano keys that was in the home, Edward leaves off to hunt with Carmen and her husband Eleazar as Kate and Tanya came back in with Irina.
“Oh, hey Y/N.” Tanya says as she sees you at the piano bench. She plops next to you. You smile and reply a hey back.
“I didn’t know you play.” she says. You nod, “Do you?”
“Yeah.”
“We heard you as we were on our way back.” Irina states quietly. You felt bad for her sorrow and shoot her a kind grin.
Tanya scoots you over with her hip and begins to play a fast combination. You look at her fingers and her self satisfied expression.
“Wow.” you breathed.
“How long are you and Edward staying anyway?” Kate simply asks. There was no ill intent, just a simple question.
“I’m…Honestly not sure. I’m here to go to a competition soon so…”
“I can be your coach if you want.” Tanya says with excited energy.
“No, Edward is my teacher. I can’t cheat on him.” you say playfully and walk in the direction of your spare room. You see that Tanya and Kate follow you.
Tanya looks at your ring. Her eyes shine like the blinging jewelry.
“Have you two did it yet?”
“…..Did what?”
You thought she was talking about marriage.
“Sex.”
“Tanya.” Kate says and muffled a chuckle.
“What? This looks serious.” she says and lifts your hand. You felt embarrassed. A thought of you and Edward performing such activities haven’t really crossed your mind. You just liked being in his presence.
“That is a nice ring.” Kate comments.
“No…We haven’t.” you answer as you take your hand back.
Tanya looked shocked and then she laughs, “Edward really hasn’t changed.”
You nervously laugh with her. Mostly in hidden confusion.
“Ignore her.” Kate says.
“What? It’s not like it’s something that one should be afraid of. It’s natural.” Tanya defends.
“What did you mean that Edward hasn’t changed?” you ask her.
“She throws herself at him. It’s why the Cullens haven’t settled here for long.” Kate rolls her eyes and Tanya gives a somewhat shocked look, “I wouldn’t say I throw myself on him. Pursuit is the classy word.”
“Admit it, Tanya. You do.” Kate says and Tanya shakes her head and turns her attention on you, “He hasn’t done it with anyone.”
You don’t say anything. There wasn’t much to say.
“What about you?” Tanya asks curiously.
“Um….No…I haven’t really…” you say and look down with embarrassment, “Plus, it wouldn’t work. I’m a human and he’s a vampire after all. It’s not like we could do anything anyway.”
“It can be done.” Tanya says as she looks at Kate, who wore a smug expression.
“But, you guys are like…Strong..” you say as you take a look at their heightened beauty.
“That’s why you have to go slow. Well, he would have to go slow…but, you could help him with that. Slow and steady wins the race after all.” Tanya tilts her head with a smile.
“I bleed and then what? He will drain me.” you say.
“Not everyone bleeds on their first time. Especially when you’re properly aroused.”
You felt a pit in your stomach. The thought of Edward making you feel that good..You shake your head to dismiss such thoughts about lust.
“Am I about to get a sex lesson from vampires?” you joke.
Kate laughs lightly.
“You should if you’re dating one. We know the do’s and dont’s of intercourse with human men. It’s not like Edward would ever come to us for advice anyway.” Kate says quietly.
You look at them both with curiosity.
Tanya chuckled to herself and says in a playful tone, “We’ll talk more.”
Tanya and Kate was then leaving out of the room as Edward walked through the doorway. Immature giggles were made and it made you feel even more embarrassed.
Edward shuts the door as he rolled his own eyes.
“If they’re too much for you, just scream for help.” he says to you as you both embrace.
“They’re not…I didn’t know Tanya could play as well.” you say to steer the subject of what you were really thinking.
“Yeah.” he says unimpressed.
“She’s really good.” you say and he counters back with, “She a pig head.”
You nudge him, “Don’t be rude.” you scold him in a hushed manner. He takes your hand and sits down with you.
“She only learned and had gotten good after she turned.”
“Still.” you say quietly, feeling bad.
“At least the kitchen isn’t going to waste.” Irina comments as you and Edward finished making a dish for you.
Edward pulls out a chair and you have a seat. You watched as Irina kept looking out of the window, checking her phone. It was abnormal to your eyes to see a somewhat anxious vampire.
“When are you turning her?” Tanya bluntly asks as you pause your playing from the question. The day was young and you and Edward got started with practicing right away. Tanya came in as soon as the keys were being played.
Edward huffed softly a bit, “We can’t focus with you in here.”
“No need to be uptight. It doesn’t seem like Y/N doesn’t mind me in here.” she says as she goes to touch his arm but he dodged her touch. She sniggered.
You look at her with a neutral expression, “I need to focus.” Edward slowly brings on a smirk.
“Alright, alright.” she says holding up two defensive hands. She’s out of the room.
“Alright.” Edward says and tells you to start from the top.
You miss a key. Edward makes way to place his arms over you, telling you how the certain part goes. Your heart quickened by the close proximity.
“Got it?” he softly asks. You nod. He placed a kiss on your cheekbone, you felt yourself get deliciously nervous.
You play slower than the initial tempo and he noticed but he didn’t say anything. You just wanted to focus but your heart wouldn’t slow down.
He placed two hands on your shoulders when you were finished. You completed the song without any hiccups. You sat still as you blinked at the keys.
“Why slow?”
“I um…I wanted to make sure I got it right. I’ll speed it up.” you say nervously.
“You don’t have to be nervous. You could do this in your sleep.”
“It’s not….This…” you whisper. You felt his hands leave your shoulders and your eyes closed as he sits down next to you.
“What’s on your mind?” he asks and wraps an arm around you, scooting you close to him.
“You’re killing me.” you whisper. Your body jerked at soft kiss he gave you on your ear. You shoot a playful glare at him and he’s grinning from ear to ear.
“Should we pretend we’re not together..So you could focus?”
“God, no.” you say.
“Let’s take a break..I have something to tell you anyway.”
You follow him and you slide off of his back, sitting in a beautiful landscape away from the house.
You sit as the breeze dance on your skin.
“Eleazar..Said something that was interesting.”
“Hm?”
“Why your mind is like whispers.”
“Oh…”
“He’s not too sure..But, the real reason Tanya asked when I was going to…Change you…Was because he says you might be able to…Project…Voices into other people’s heads. What’s crazy is…He says it has the potential to drive someone insane mentally, which he thinks is what makes it so gripping.”
“Really?” you ask but not immediately. He nods.
“Is it like a malicious type of thing?” you ask.
“Yes and no. Personally, I think it’s good to defend with. It would be nice to hear what you’re thinking, but he just said voices. Is it a collective of your voice? I just wonder if it’s a thing that can do more bad than good.” he passionately says.
“So…I’m assuming..That’s out of the window.” you plainly say as after he’s spoken.
“I wouldn’t do it out of selfish reasons.”
“Not even…So that we can be together?” you ask as you look down.
“We’re together now.”
You don’t say anything after that. You didn’t want to go back and forth about this particular subject.
“Laurent should be coming back soon..Alice will tell me if it’s sooner than planned.”
You nod your head in silence.
You rise up and he holds your hand as he stared at you.
“Do the shapeshifters…Live forever as well?”
“I don’t think so. The ones that we have came across, are long dead.”
“Oh yeah..Of course.” you say.
“I want you to have a good human life Y/N. I don’t want you to change just for me.”
“Yeah..I know.” you say and give him a quick smile.
The night before the competition, Kate and Tanya joins you in your room as you fiddled alone with your keyboard. Edward was away hunting with Irina, Eleazar, and Carmen.
“You’re leaving right after?” Tanya asks.
“I think so.”
“Why so soon? You’re fun.” Kate casually says.
“Um not really.” you say with a small laugh.
“When was the last time we had a human cook in our kitchen?” Tanya asks Kate. Kate chuckles.
“Did Edward tell you when you were going to be become one of us?” Tanya asks. She really wanted to know.
“He’s not going to.”
Silence was met.
“Why?” Kate asks in blatant ignorance.
“He wants me to stay human. I’m not going to force him. I guess…I would have to outgrow him.” you say as you think about the talk you two did have.
She speaks in a language you didn’t understand and shakes her head, “He’s such a worrier.” Tanya says under her breath.
“Plus, we have to leave before Laurent gets back. He wasn’t a vegetarian when he met the Cullens and if he finds out I’m human. He might relapse if he hasn’t already.”
“I can understand that. But that should be the more reason to change you. A human automatically is in danger. Doesn’t he want to spend forever with you?” Kate says as she looks at Tanya.
“Laurent was having trouble…With the diet.” Tanya says.
“I think that’s where he veered off to. To help himself to a nice little buffet.” Kate chuckles.
“So, did Carlisle get you guys to convert to animal blood?” you ask.
“No..Tanya did. We met Carlisle afterwards, we’ve never encountered a coven that had the same diet as us before.”
“Tanya started it all?” you ask with grin and look to her.
“Why do you seem shocked that I’m good for something?” she responded and you break out a full smile.
“So like how did it happen?” you say.
“Long version or the short version?”
“Long. I want to know the details.” you say getting comfortable.
“That gives us an excuse to treat you out after your recital.”
“Cliffhanger. 0/10.” you throw a thumbs down.
“That’s why you need to stay longer.” Kate says.
“Laurent.” you remind her.
“I doubt he will come back. He already has his own coven. It’s going to always come first. I just wish Irina would look at that. I’ll talk to her. Again.” Tanya says.
Kate subtly gives off the idea to Tanya that they’re on their way back.
“Wait.” you say.
They both instantly look at you. It was uncannily clear.
“Will…Will you tell me about what Eleazar thinks about projecting…Voices into other people’s heads?”
Tanya and Kate definitely knew something as their eyes light up.
“Looks like we’re staying out late.” Kate tells Tanya and they’re off.
You didn’t hear anything for some time as you lie back in your pillows. Suddenly, you hear the door open.
You immediately sit up. You don’t even process the fact that he’s suddenly connected to your mouth.
“It’s still not too late…. Can we practice?” you ask.
He nods and lights you to your feet.
“Just because it’s small..Doesn’t mean that you can be cocky.”
You go to start from the beginning but Edward stops you.
“There’s good people everywhere. Remember that.” he says and then gives you the encouragement to play again.
The look on his face when you were executing the songs, made you feel fuzzy inside.
“Let’s get some rest.” he says to you and you’re in his arms.
You both slowly tease each other’s lips with your own, as you both lie in bed together.
You’re almost laying on top of him and his hand is a bit under shirt, touching the skin of your back.
“I love you.”
You freeze.
You move away from him and flick on the lamp. He sits up and you turn to him.
“You do?” you whispered.
“Yes. I do…” he says with a breathy but small chuckle. The gaze in your eyes made you feel like you were the only jewel in the universe.
Your heart pounded in your ears.
“I love you too.” you say confidently.
You wondered if have always felt this way. You didn’t know it was possible to be with someone this intensely.
Slowly you both lean in, crushing in each other’s lips. You lay back, his never detach from yours as he halfway hovered over you. His smooth skin let your hands skate over his body and he hooked your leg over his hip, poking the back of your knee in the process. A light sigh comes out and he immediately but gently placed open mouth kisses on your neck.
He didn’t want to, but he pulled away as you were feeling the pressure of the effects of your pressed body onto him. He was starting to feel the full effects of temptation.
You breathe heavy as you look up at him. The faint sappy smile didn’t miss his eyes. You began to fall into peaceful slumber as he held you tight.
“Okay….I have to go….” you say to him as he continued to kiss you.
“Just have fun.” he says and you nod.
The Denali Coven sat in support. You owned the stage as you worked the piano to your advantage. It was definitely less pressure than the last competition you. You felt right in your backyard.
You smiled brightly the gold medal was snug in your hands.
Your cheeks hurt when Edward gave you flowers and a smooch that he wasn’t shy about.
As you both got the car alone, Edward asks if he can take you out to dinner.
“I promised Kate and Tanya that I would go with them.”
“Go with them where?”
“They just said they wanted to treat me. Even have some girl talk.”
“I’m picking you up in an hour…After tonight you will thank me. You also see for yourself.” he says.
You grin.
Irina came to distract her wandering mind. You still enjoyed her company as you all sat high on stools at the round table. They pretended to be drinking alcohol. Every guy looked their way but they gave you their attention.
The low lights in the public setting let them be comfortable.
“A succubus…What the heck is that?” you ask.
“According to the “people”, it’s a female demon who has sexual intercourse with men to drain their life force or energy. We’re the creators of the said myth.” Kate says.
“What happened?”
They had many lovers. Some that they had fun with, some that they have developed feelings for.
Their bloodlust would win everytime. Their strength would win everytime.
“It took a lot of practice..We were always lonely after the loss of one.” Tanya says.
“That’s why I’m strongly attracted to Laurent…To me, he’s the one.” Irina speaks.
“I put together that mammals have blood. It’s like a substitute. You have a…Soda..Then you have diet soda. Enough of it, I can get used to it and I don’t have to hurt anybody else when I just want to have fun.”
You nod.
“Whenever you and Edward do decide to become intimate, just tell him slow…Let him feel your body. Specifically his hands. His fingers. Your body will react positively to him because you both love each other. He also knows the human anatomy, knowing where things are. You shouldn’t have to worry like some poor girls do when they’re stuck with guys who don’t have a clue in the world.”
You nod again.
“How many times have you had fantasies about him doing that to you?” Kate teases. Tanya waves her off.
“Anyway, Y/N, you did wonderful today. You made your older cousin proud.” Tanya says.
You snigger, “Thanks.”
“You wanted to know about your gift.” Tanya then says.
“Yes. That. I don’t understand. He said voices. Is it my voice?”
“What it seems like he described is something like inundation. I could be wrong but it’s definitely something close along those lines. If you’re going to be making people go insane, it could be powerful.” Kate says.
“Interesting. Edward told me it could be used as defense.”
“Yeah…Or you know, you could get on his nerves for fun.” Tanya says.
“Alright, I’m going to ask the guy who keeps staring how pretty he thinks I am.” Kate says.
“Which one?” you and Irina ask.
She gives you both a humor look as Tanya follows her. Irina gets up and tells you, “Sorry..I have to make sure they’re not too reckless.”
You give her a small smile.
You turn on your stool and a guy who was trying to approach you, smiled at you.
“Hi.”
“H-hi.”
“Can I get you a drink?”
“Um..I’m too..Youn- I don’t drink.” you quickly say. “Do you enjoy company?” he asks with a smirk.
You open your mouth to say you have a boyfriend but Edward is already sitting next to you on a stool. You hug him with a smile.
“You came.”
“I told you I would.” he says. He then steals a glare at the man who’s walking away. You use your hand to turn his face back to you, you press a kiss to his lips that he had no problem returning.
You sit back in your stool and he gives you a flirty grin. He pulls your stool closer to him as your legs were crossed. Both knees are touching. He almost hit the spot that made you feel sappy.
“Bored yet?” he asks you.
You look over to the men who were dying to get the attention of the three sisters.
“Yeah.” you say with a chuckle. He smiles and lets you rise up as he holds your hand.
You both sat at in your designated room. The house was empty as you both kissed each other. This time, he hovered over you, with his knee between you.
Your hands glide under his shirt, he held you extra tight as he focused on kissing you.
You take his hand and make it go under yours. He retracts it like he touched a fire. You sat up as he was distant from you.
“What’s wrong?” you ask breathlessly.
He closed his eyes and grunts a little.
“Y/N…That almost made me…”
“Sorry.”
“No it’s not you…Its me…” he whispered as he looked at you.
“Stop blaming yourself.” you coo to him as he lets you get close him again. He closed his eyes to the touch of your lips on his face.
“Come on…Play me something.” you say to him in his ear and kissed him there like how he does for you.
His hand grabbed the nape of your neck and forcibly gives you one last passionate kiss before taking you to the piano.
He sat at the piano bench and gestured for you to sit next to him. You both stare at each other silently with excited eyes.
You see that his hands were clenched on his knees. You smother your hand. They immediately loosen. He watched closely as you move his hand and put it on your own thigh. He was still but his hand wasn’t. You didn’t have to continue to forcibly move his hand and once he graced his touch on your covered center, he stands.
He faced the window.
“It’s me.” you say in defeat to his back as you stand behind him.
“It’s not you, Y/N….Its hard…This is so hard…”
“You won’t hurt me.”
He turns back around and faces you. He takes your hands in his and pulls you close to him.
“Y/N…When we make love…I want us to do it when you’re my wife.”
”…Your wife..?” you whisper.
He caressed the feel of your hands that made your breath slightly shaky.
“I want to marry you…It’s what I want more than anything..”
You’re speechless.
“I do believe that we will continue to be happy together. I want us to.”
You nod.
“I like being by your side. I like having you by my side. I like us to be partners.”
“I like it too.” you say quietly.
“I love you so much.”
“Edward.” you say shyly to him. It was overwhelming. But, it was great. You felt that you were dreaming this moment.
His thumb brushed across your bottom lip as you peer up at him. He glided his hand to cup your face, each other’s gaze felt like a magnetic pull. Contentment.
“I love you too.”
You both hug. His face buried in your neck. It was bone crushing but you felt safe. It felt like a weighted blanket was hugging you tight.
He lifts his face some, his hands keeping you in place as he kissed you hard.
You felt each other’s feet walk backwards. Your back is on the wall. This time you both take your time with letting your mouths get to know each other.
You both sighed out as you both learned the outline of each other’s lips.
His hands are flat on the wall about you as you put your arms around his neck to keep him in the kiss. You felt him hold back, you so badly wanted him to be free.
He rests his forehead against yours as he breath in your pants. Your soft pants hit his lips as both lips were so close, they could brush up against each other.
He backs away, pulling you with him and into his chest. He holds you as you heard the others come in from being out.
You greet everyone with Edward.
Kate and Tanya stood near the front door with Irina. She had a look of her mind made up.
“He will come back sister.” Kate says.
Irina shakes her head at this claim.
“I’m going to see if I can find him. I have to…I can’t stand around….” Irina then pauses as she has an idea, “I’m going to check Forks first.”
“Do you want one of us to come with you?” Tanya asks.
“I’m just going to tell him to come home. There’s no need.”
The two other sisters nod once.
As soon as she left, Edward’s phone rings.
“It’s bad. It’s really bad. Why did you let Irina go by herself? I can’t see her future!”
Tanya hangs up with a worried look.
Tanya looks at Kate and they’re immediately following the same direction that Irina went.
“Will they be okay?” you ask Edward.
“She hasn’t been gone long…” he says but he himself is not sure.
“Do you want to stay?” he asks you as you two lie in bed. You were surprised. You whisper out a yes in the darkness. He held you tighter. You wondered when they were coming back.
Two days.
You cheekily smile at Edward as you two made conversation and the look on his face transformed yours into worry.
You didn’t know if it was a good idea or not, but you follow Edward with a run as he stared wide eyed at the sight.
“Irina!” you say in panic. Carmen and Eleazar were immediately at the sight.
Her clothes were covered in blood.
She sobbed. You wondered if she relapsed on her diet. But you knew the sisters to have amazing self control for them do something so impulsive.
Her sisters carried her away. For a strong vampire, she was weak emotionally.
“What happened?” you ask once Carmen and Eleazar is already to her aid.
“Let’s go somewhere.” he says quietly.
You hold his hand as he pressed your back to his chest. It was dark, the moonlight shined down on you in the huge landscape, was something that you sworn you could only dream of.
“Is she okay?” you ask in a whisper.
“I don’t know…I don’t think she will be for a while.” he says. You turn in his arms and hold his face.
He closed his eyes as he pressed your hands to his face.
“Laurent is dead.”
“W-….What? How?” you ask.
“…He did curve his diet. He was…drinking from…A human but….The wolves got him.” he reveals.
You look down in defeat.
You crept in the doorway. Irina’s face was dissociative. She was completely devastated.
”What’s wrong?” you say tearing up. Your parent continued to cry. You barely ever heard them cry. It made you extremely worried.
“Your friend died, Y/N.”
“Who? What?” you ask.
“Bella…She lost…She…She lost too much blood.” they choke out.
“What happened?” you ask with your voice quivering, “Just tell me… What happened?”
“She was attacked by some wild animal hanging in the woods….Charlie told her not to go by herself…He told her.. I was there with Harry Clearwater when she exclaimed about animals not being bears…So many animal attacks were happening…It could’ve been one of those stray animals.”
“Poor Charlie.” you say as a few tears drop.
“I wish you were here Y/N. I need to hug you right now….I would lose my mind if I lost you Y/N. You’re my child….That was his only child..That was his only baby.” they choke out.
You stayed on the phone as they cried.
You stand in front of Edward. You dodge a kiss as he leaned in. Something that you never have done before. You felt distressed. But, you felt it wasn’t fair to him. You felt bad so you immediately place a quick kiss on his face.
“What is it?”
“Just tell me Edward….Did you know that Bella died?” you ask quietly.
He looks at you. He knew.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” you ask in a heartbroken tone.
He stops you from pacing and he holds your upper arms, “I didn’t feel comfortable doing that. I’d rather you know from someone who’s close.”
“You’re close to me…”
Edward immediately embraced you and you didn’t know why you couldn’t cry as your face was pressed to his chest. You wanted to. You felt incredibly sad. You didn’t even know if you could handle her funeral. She was the daughter of the chief of police.
“Irina wants to see us.” Edward whispered after moments of embracing each other.
You nod and let his hand enclose in yours.
You’re propped up with him on the couch, as Irina stands in the middle of the spacious sitting area.
Kate and Tanya look at their sister in support. Carmen and Eleazar are patient.
“Y/N, you know about the wolves. Edward, I need you. I also need you to see if the other Cullens will join us.” Irina says seriously. She wasn’t as grieve stricken as you saw her last night. She instead looked determined.
Edward looked blankly at Irina, “We have a treaty with them. Carlisle will have a fit.”
“They killed the love of my life!” Irina says passionately.
“Laurent didn’t have a treaty with them. There was no reason for them to kill him. You said they know Y/N. It could’ve been a get back for a human to choose one of us.” Kate says quietly.
“I only know two of them.” you say.
“There were more than two.” she spat out in anger.
“I told you Y/N. They grow in packs.” Edward says in your ear.
“That quick?” you ask in surprise.
“Are you both with us or not. Y/N can lead us to them. They wouldn’t suspect her…Then we attack.”
“Have you talked this over with Carlisle? After all, you’re getting Y/N and Edward involved.” Eleazar speaks reasonably.
“I will make the call before anything happens.” Irina confirms.
“It’s better if you see him in person. He will only talk you out of it over the phone.” Tanya says.
Irina nods.
“Edward isn’t doing it.”
“Y/N isn’t doing it.”
You look at each other.
“And why not? If this was one of the two of you, there would be no questions asked.” Irina demanded.
“If Edward get hurt-”
“Edward is skilled in combat. I know. In fact we all know.” Irina says.
“It’s unnecessary for Y/N to get involved. The human, was a distant friend of hers.”
“I think she should. They see one vampire, they’re going to be ready to attack. Especially, after Laurent. They’re already an existing threat to us.” Tanya says.
“Talk to Carlisle.” Carmen reinforced.
As you both lie in bed, Edward asks, “Do you want to go back?”
“What do you want to do?” you ask.
“Whatever you want to do.” he answers.
“That’s not helping…I don’t know what I want to do….”
He brushed his knuckles against your cheek as he slowly blinked at you.
“I feel bad for her. I don’t want Carlisle to be disappointed in us.”
“It’s up to him in the end.” he says quietly.
Carlisle ended up coming there in the morning. With Esme.
Esme and Carlisle still showed you a warm welcome. Though, they stood side by side as they faced Irina and her coven.
“No. Y/N and Edward are to not get involved.”
“We need them!” Irina hissed out in frustration.
“We come in peace. You know that-”
“You have been our allies before. Why the sudden change now?” Irina asks.
Carlisle sighs a patient sigh, “They were other vampires. This is different. We’re bound to a treaty that we made with them. If we break it, to seek revenge, then it will disregard everything that we have morally built for.”
“If it were Edward…If it were Y/N….You would attack back.” Tanya says slowly in support of her sister.
“I’m sorry…I just won’t allow it. If you do decide to…Take action…I can only wish you the best.” Carlisle says and Esme gives an apologetic nod.
As things settled down since the decision was made, you sat alone in your room.
Esme asks if she could come in. You pat a spot next to you.
“Are you okay? I know that she was friend of yours.”
“I don’t know to be honest….I just saw her not too long ago…Why would she be in the woods after her dad told her not to?” you wondered.
Esme shows a look of sympathy.
“Are you coming back? For the funeral?”
“I don’t think I can handle that…I’d rather remember her alive.” you mused. She rubbed your back.
“That’s okay…Don’t force yourself.”
You nod.
“How is everyone?” you ask quietly.
“They’re okay. Some of us are split up. Rose and Emmett are on their own vacation.” she says.
You give her a small smile.
Edward held you tighter than never before that night. His nose stayed to the nape of your neck as you slept.
You woke up the next morning with him gone.
You rise and you hear his voice going back and forth with Irina. You try to hear as you were in the bathroom but the word Volturi kept getting thrown around.
“Don’t get them involved.”
“I will. I’m in good standing with Aro. Hell, we all are.” Irina counters back.
“Stay out of it son. It’s her decision.” Carlisle calmly says and they all look to you as you enter. Edward immediately is at your side.
“We’re leaving.” Edward says and tugs your hand before you could process the responses in the room.
You watch as he packed everything in a flash.
“I’m not letting us stay here if she’s going to the Volturi.”
“We can’t go to Forks…That’s close to La Push..” you say to him.
“I know..I know. We’re going where Alice and Jasper are.”
You nod.
Sad hugs were thrown your way. As you hugged Irina, you expressed, “If you don’t make it out alive, I will kill you.”
You got to see her genuinely crack a smile for the first time you have been there, it was beautiful.
“Keep in touch.” You also heard from the coven.
You sat with Alice as she was frozen. Jasper held her hand as he stayed concentrated on her. You held her other hand. You thought she was going to break it from how hard she squeezed.
Edward was focused as well. His eyes shifting as Alice was in an almost trance like state.
You wondered what she saw. Jasper wondered just as much as you did.
“It’s so…Chaotic.” she says after some time of silence.
“Are they…Okay?”
“Yes but…The Volturi…They…It was so…Sinister.” she whispered, “They’re going to come here after. They’re going to find out Y/N is human, Edward.”
“I’m not changing her.” he says stubbornly.
Alice looked up at him and he glared back.
“Come on, darling.” Jasper says and Alice is leaving out of the room with him as he consoled her.
“It all goes back to me.” you say quietly.
Edward kneeled and meets your eyesight, “Don’t say that.” he whispered.
“I don’t want to let you go.” you whispered to him and he placed a kiss on your mouth repeatedly. He then lays his forehead on yours as he holds your face.
“I’m not going anywhere. You’re not going anywhere.” he vowed.
You both stay in a close embrace. You knew it was for a very long time. You wondered how your life would change after this moment. You wondered if you should go home for the funeral, but you wondered if that would cause more problems since you knew that the Volturi coven were going to agree to go to war for Irina. You would have to be around the sad sniffles when you were used to the happy times. You wondered if Charlie was taking it harder than you imagined. All you could was wonder in that moment.
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Edward x Adhd reader where he gets so overwhelmed by all of their thoughts and he's just like "you live like this?!" Lol
Hiiii, it took me some time, I really hope you will like it <3
Edward Cullen x ADHD!Reader
Warnings: i am not familiar with adhd so I might have wrote it badly, I had some difficulties with this request :'), maybe some typos, english is not my first langage, ADHD, ...
Word count: 910
You live like this?!
Edward Cullen had always thought of his telepathy as both a blessing and a curse. He could read thoughts at will, navigate social situations more easily, and even protect his family from danger. But when it came to humans, especially the one human who somehow meant everything to him, it was an entirely different matter.
Y/N L/N had wandered into Edward’s life with a chaotic, bright energy that upended everything he thought he knew about himself. She was his mate, his match in every way, yet she was also the most puzzling person he had ever encountered. It wasn’t just her quirky humor or her refusal to treat him like some unattainable vampire god; no, what truly confounded Edward was the storm of thoughts inside her head.
And that storm was relentless.
Edward had long ago learned to tune out the dull hum of human minds, but Y/N? Oh no, he couldn’t tune her out if he tried. It was like stepping into a whirlwind, thoughts spinning at the speed of light, ping-ponging from topic to topic with no discernible pattern. One moment, she’d be silently reciting the lyrics to a song, and the next, she’d be internally debating the merits of grilled cheese versus peanut butter sandwiches as if it were the most important decision of her life.
At first, Edward thought it was endearing. Her mind was vibrant, alive in a way that contrasted sharply with his own still, unchanging existence. But as the weeks went on, Edward began to realize that her thoughts weren’t just chaotic, they were exhausting.
Edward and Y/N sat in the meadow together, sunlight dappling through the trees as Y/N leaned back into Edward’s chest, humming softly to herself. For once, her mind seemed relatively quiet, and Edward allowed himself to relax, enjoying the moment of peace.
That peace, however, didn’t last.
“What if ladybugs have existential crises? What if they’re like, ‘What’s my purpose?’ and then they realize they’re just here to crawl on leaves and look cute? Oh no, what if I stepped on one by accident? Do you think they hate humans?... How do ladybugs even reproduce?!”
Edward blinked, startled out of his reverie as Y/N’s thoughts burst into his mind like an exploding firework.
“What—”
“Reproduction! That’s such a weird word. Why do humans even use it? It’s like, ‘re-produce’? Produce again? Wait, wait, does that mean if you’re a vampire, you don’t—”
“Y/N!” Edward interrupted, his voice half-laughing, half-exasperated.
She turned her head to look up at him, her eyes wide with curiosity. “What?”
“Do you ever stop thinking?” he asked, his tone teetering between astonishment and amusement.
Y/N tilted her head, considering the question. “Not really. Why?”
Edward groaned softly and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Because I can hear all of it.”
That night, the two of them were sitting in the Cullen family living room. Y/N was nestled in Edward’s lap, idly fidgeting with the hem of her sleeve. The rest of the Cullens were out hunting, leaving them alone in the grand, quiet house.
Edward tried to read a book, but Y/N’s thoughts were unusually loud tonight.
“I wonder what Alice is doing right now. Do you think she hunts deer? Or rabbits? Do vampires even care about meat texture? Like, do deer taste better than mountain lions? Oh my God, I’m starving. Should I get pizza after this? Or tacos? I could make a frozen pizza, but then I’d have to preheat the oven, and that takes forever—”
“Y/N,” Edward said, setting his book aside and giving her a pointed look.
“What?” she asked, blinking at him innocently.
“You’re thinking about pizza,” he said flatly.
“So?”
“Do you realize you’ve thought about at least fifty different topics in the past five minutes?”
Y/N grinned. “That’s… probably true.”
Edward shook his head, exhaling a breath he didn’t need. “How do you even function like this?!”
“Like what?”
“Like this!” He gestured vaguely, as if trying to encompass the entirety of her existence. “Your thoughts... they’re everywhere. Constant. Chaotic. I feel like I’m drowning in them.”
Y/N frowned, her brows furrowing. “Well, yeah. That’s just how my brain works.”
Edward stared at her, his golden eyes wide with disbelief. “You live like this? Every day?”
She shrugged. “Pretty much. Welcome to my brain, babe.”
Edward had heard of ADHD before, of course. But experiencing it firsthand through Y/N’s thoughts was an entirely different matter. He decided to do some research, poring over books and online articles to better understand it. The more he learned, the more he realized just how much she had to navigate every single day.
Her racing thoughts weren’t just random distractions, they were part of how she processed the world. And while they could be overwhelming, they also made her who she was: curious, passionate, and endlessly creative.
The next time Edward felt overwhelmed by Y/N’s mind, he didn’t groan or roll his eyes. Instead, he reached for her hand and gently pressed a kiss to her knuckles.
“Hey,” she said, looking up at him with a shy smile. “What was that for?”
“For being you,” he said simply.
Y/N beamed, her thoughts momentarily quiet as a wave of affection washed over her.
Edward still didn’t entirely understand what it was like to live with ADHD, but he was determined to try. Because Y/N was his mate, his love, his everything, and if she could handle the storm inside her mind every day, then he could learn to navigate it too.
Even if it meant occasionally hearing about existential ladybugs.
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meiluu · 1 year ago
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Edward Cullen's Mate
Edward Cullen/ Afab!Reader
cw: SMUT 18+ MDNI, oral f receiving, unprotected p in v sex, edward breaks the headboard hehe, and edward is completely enamored with you.
(I need to get this out of my system, been thinking about him a lot recently...)
this was supposed to be a short drabble but i just couldn't shut up
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reader pov.
Being with edward has been nothing but a beautiful and slightly chaotic ride. With finding out he wasn't human instead was a hundred something year old vampire along with the rest of his family. And then as your relationship grew as did the romance between you too, and that grew tenfold when the magnetic pull you felt for one another was because you were mates.
Fated to be together, equals, crafted for one another, you both completing one another and that never felt truer than now.
Body underneath his stony one, feverishly chilly lips leave a scorching trail of kisses from your neck to your bare chest. edward inhales your scent, and scent that didn't have him craving your blood like he was supposed to instead it calmed and aroused his body in a tantalizing mix. His eyes flick up to yours, pupils nearly completely dilated leaving behind a dark amber ring at the edge of his iris. Love and lust in his gaze has your body warming, and you knew that your gaze mimicked his.
"So beautiful. I'll never get enough of you my love." his word are spoken with nothing but truth. Leaving your shared gaze he continues his journey down your torso, soft hands caressing your hips squeezing the plump flesh before leading down your thighs to the backs of your knees. Mouth leaving behind love-bites upon your skin, each one sending jolts of heat straight to your core, evidence of your arousal staining the insides of your thighs.
Going lower with each kiss pulling your legs apart allowing him to sink further down, mouth right above where you need him most. A blush covers your cheeks and the tops of your breast, "Edward- you don't have to do that."
His gaze snaps up to you, and the sight of his head between your thighs with the full intention to bring you pleasure has you holding back a shiver. "I want to, God you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this. Can I ?" Why would you ever deny that? Nodding your head edward goes back to staring at your weeping cunt.
Hands tighten their grip on you before he's pushing them further apart and up, completely baring you to him. You watch as his mouth descends until you feel his tongue lick up from the bottom to your clit. softly wrapping the bud with his lips gently sucking on the bud, sending a shockwave of pleasure through you. A moan falls from your slightly swollen lips, seeing your obvious satisfaction edward continues his ministrations. Swirling his tongue a sucking in your clit, body lighting up in euphoria as a ball of pleasure settles into the pit of your stomach. Shaky breaths leave you as your gaze stays locked onto edward’s head, vision blurring around the edges as your mind begins to wholly submit to him.
Then his mouth is leaving your clit all too soon, but you don't have to wonder for long where he's going next. His tongue delves straight into your cunt, mouth covering the bottom half of you. Your eyes widen before rolling back into your head at the mind-numbing sensation of his tongue massaging your walls, pushing in and out of you. Then one of his hands is leaving your thighs and begins to swirl your forgotten clit between his fingers.
Your breathing is uneven breast rising and falling as you try to catch your breath. Heart racing as your body becomes so pliant and warm under his devotion. Your moans and cries of his name bounce around the room, hands going to his soft hair to tangle themselves within them, hoping to keep yourself grounded. The knot within your belly only tightens with each moment that passes. Your mind lagging behind as it gets lost within this pleasure, you realize a little late that edwards tongue has left you but his cool fingers have entered and taken the spot where his tongue once was. Curling up sweetly rubbing into your g-spot, a near-cry of pleasure leaves you at this.
The ball of pleasure that had settled within your core tightened and then you where cumming, as your cunt milked his fingers as they continued to abuse your g-spot. With your high fizzling out of you, thighs shaking with the intensity of your orgasm. Your eyes open looking down to see edward leaning his head against the one thigh he still had a grip on, fingers still buried within you and a smirk of satisfaction upon his face.
"You look so gorgeous when you cum." giving the inside of your thigh a sweet kiss before he starts to sit up, wrapping your legs around his waste. Face rising up to yours, his mouth comes down giving you a kiss that leaves you breathless. "Do you want to keep going?"
"Yes-yes, please." no shame, your words are full of need and edwards smirk brightens. "Of course my love, I am at your whim."
Reaching down taking edward by surprise, you grip his hardness, a groan leaves him at your soft hold. Lining him with your cunt you let him slowly sink into you. Your head falls further into the pillow as edward grits his teeth hoping to keep himself in control.
He stretches you out just perfectly, filling you up with no space left and your walls wrap so beautifully around him, so warm and wet and oh so welcoming to his cock. You were both made for one another as you slot together- bodies entwined with one another. "Move, Edward please." as your words leave you, he is obeying.
With near flawless movements he starts a slow yet deep pace, bottoming out to the hilt. Each thrust has you keening in utter ecstasy body lit aflame. But his pace begins to pick up speed as your cunt continues to push him to his limits by squeezing him, and with every pull out of you, your walls are trying to suck him back in. God he never knew he could feel like this, so wholly enraptured, this was his new drug and Edward knew that he would never want to part from it.
Your thighs tighten around his waist, arms leaving the bedsheets to latch onto his back. Nails digging into his stony muscle, as your head buries into his neck where his scent is strongest. Your sounds of pleasure are right by his ear, the most beautiful song he's ever heard. His arms leave your waist in favor of the headboard, harshly gripping onto the mahogany. Edward moans along with you as he tilts his pelvis down and up, kissing your g-spot with the tip of his cock. And with his pelvis hitting your clit with every thrust back into your cunt.
Your arousal leaks out staining the fronts of his thighs along with the sheets beneath you, your heady scent filling the space around you two. Edward feels the head board snap then crumble within his grasp and not a moment after that does he feel your cunt quiver as you cum, walls milking him as a gush of your arousal stains his thighs. An unfiltered moan falls from edward, completely in shock at this sensation pace becoming frenzied as he pistons into you with the sole intention to cum within your cunt. Your head has fallen back into the pillow body buzzing in overstimulation as your third orgasm nears.
"Edward-please, please, I need it." words broken up by moans as you barely get them out. Edward's body hunches over yours, hands coming down from the shattered headboard to the sheets beside your head before quickly wrapping around your body. Pulling your chest against his, a hand against the small of your back the other at the base of your head.
His body trying to get as close to you as possible, trying to bury himself within you. Cock bullying your overstimulated and weeping cunt that continues to welcome him in with every thrust, pace now rougher and faster. Each time his cock bottoms out reaching the end of you your moans are punched out of you, mind having turned to mush. Your ears are hypnotized by the heady squelching sound of your cunt along with edwards moans of pure pleasure.
Edward feels the painfully tight knot of pleasure in his pelvis snap, cock swelling as he empties himself within you, eyes closing from the heavy orgasm. That orgasm grows tenfold with you cumming again, walls milking his cock in an attempt to ring him completely dry. Slowing down his thrusts as you both come down from your highs, coming to a stop as you are both left in the aftershocks of your orgasms. Gently bringing you back down to the bedsheets, turning to the side with you still within his embrace. feeling your racing heart against his chest.
Ever so softly he begins to place chaste kisses upon your skin along with 'I love you's, soon your body is lulled into unconsciousness, as edward continues to give his worship to your body. As you rest he lays protecting and watching over you and with every moment that passes does he fall more and more in love with you.
His mate, made just for him.
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billysgun · 1 year ago
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edward cullen x fem!reader |edward sneaks into your bedroom like always. but this time, you ask him to hold you|
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your body is tense as you curl around your woven sheets, the sudden cool air settling in the room as the corner of your mattress dips
you feel his heavy hand trace over your leg and you couldn't help the smile that was pulled from your lips
you turn over to see him and his golden eyes seem to soften as your arms open wide for him
"come and hold me, please"
he nods and you notice how his chest stops moving as he moves on top of the blanket, pulling your warm body to his cold one
you dig your nose into the sheets as his hands reaches over your body to hold yours, thumb brushing against your palm softly, putting you into a trance
the wind that drifts from the open window isn't nearly as cold as your boyfriend, but the goosebumps that lay upon your skin tingle with each stroke from him, igniting your insides from his love.
your body goes limp and your eyes roll back as sleep completely takes you, as relaxed as can be while he watches you fondly.
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an: hehe trying something new. tell me if you guys like it! I'm still posting billy content don't worry!
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peterparkeeperer · 2 years ago
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sitting pretty (edward cullen x gn!reader)
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You could tell he was looking at you. His eyes had a presence of their own.
“What do you want?” You asked teasingly, without looking up.
“Your attention, preferably.”
You smiled impishly and found your eyes repeating the same sentence over and over on the page below you. He probably knew he was a distraction, or that you were really bad at concentrating.
“Oh, really? What kind of attention?”
It was his turn to be impish, “Only the innocent kind. I am a gentleman.”
“Someone has to be,” you finally turned to him, he was sitting at your desk while you studied on your bed.
“Come here,”
You craved him closer suddenly, wanted to hold him in any way. This feeling often shot you out of nowhere, usually when he was sitting and looking so incredibly pretty (which was a word you found yourself using to describe him more often than not. Smooth skin, soft hair, and brown eyes that you’d always been a sucker for) that you had no option but to crave him.
Edward looked pleased with himself, and you sighed inwardly as you pushed your (unfinished) homework away to make space for him.
“You’re a bad influence, you know that?”
He smirked as he lowered himself to lay by you, and your hand naturally drifted to the side of his waist.
“You’re the one who told me to come here,” he said innocently, with his deep eyes daring you to fall inside the well of them.
“How can I deny you your attention you so desperately crave?”
He smiled, “I don’t ‘desperately crave’ anything,” yet his eyes were playful and he looked seconds away from tossing this playful banter and speaking sad and lovely poetry.
You grinned and came closer, and with every inch removed his eyes got more and more black. Like tar. When your breath could hit his cold lips you spoke, “oh, really?”
He sucked in a breath he doesn’t need and came closer to close the distance, but you leaned back casually.
He looked prettier like this. Desperate, frowning at the rejection of the kisses he’d been spoiled with and now addicted to.
You took pity on him and slid your hand from his waist to go under his shirt, allowing you to stroke the skin there. It was domestic affection, yet he was weak to this too.
“I love you, very much.”
You softened, and leaned in naturally to kiss him. It was slow on your part, loving. But he seemed eager and pushed into you, soon you were laying with him almost sitting on top of you. You pushed at his shoulders lightly.
“Did you just say that so I would kiss you?”
He looked away, “well, I do love you.”
“You’re an idiot. But I love you.”
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pascaloverx · 8 months ago
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Moonlight
Summary: You and Edward Cullen used to have a romantic relationship. But fate seemed not to believe in the possibility of a vampire and a potential she-wolf being together. Years after your separation, you return to Forks. Edward is committed to Bella Swan, and Jacob Black has his own pack. What happens when, upon your return, you begin to transform into a she-wolf and both Edward and Jacob seem eager to revisit the past with you?
Author's Note: The characters in this fanfic do not belong to me but to Stephenie Meyer and the Twilight universe. The story blends events that happened in the Twilight saga movies with invented ones. Enjoy reading. This story will contain inappropriate language, a possible love triangle, scenes of violence, and romance.
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The same nightmare every night, recurring in your mind as if it were an impossible memory to forget. A large part of the Quileute tribe killed by the hands of the one you will someday love. Not that your love story with Edward Cullen was worth anything. After all, he is a vampire. You are a descendant of a lineage of shapeshifters who transform into wolves. What could go right in this story? You've been driving for about two hours to reach Forks. It's been a month since you started having nightmares involving the tribe to which you belong and your ex-boyfriend. So, you decided to return to Forks to see your friends and those who are like family to you and, if possible, stay as far away as possible from Edward Cullen.
"If you had picked up your phone, Sam, you'd know I'm almost there. But since you didn't, just know I'm entering Forks now. I'll head to La Push as soon as possible." You say, leaving a message on Sam's voicemail. He knew you'd be arriving soon but didn't know exactly when. In fact, it was his idea for you to return to Forks. As your nightmares have become more frequent, you're so sleepy that you can barely tell how you're still managing to drive.
And then, like flashbacks in your mind, your moments with Edward and the pack you were part of come to the surface. You remember how you met Edward amidst a fight between the Quileutes and the Cullen vampires. One of them had accidentally crossed the border that separated the vampires from the wolves. It was chaos. Your father, who was alive at the time, was very angry and considered killing a Cullen to show that invading Quileute territory was a bad idea. Luckily, Jacob's father was more sensible. Edward read your mind for the first time that day. He knew you were curious about what the Cullens were doing crossing the border that separated the two enemies. So later, at the border, he found you and explained. Jasper had been hunting an unknown vampire who had hurt Alice and ended up crossing over. That was the first time you wondered if a vampire was okay, and when Edward noticed your slight concern for Jasper, he believed you were different. Amidst your moment of recollection, you lose concentration. But you only realize this when your car hits someone hard. You're dazed by the impact, but as soon as you look ahead, you feel a certain relief. Edward is right in front of you, staring at you with a curious look as if he doesn't quite understand that it's really you.
"What are you doing, Cullen?" you ask in an enraged tone. Of course you're angry. He's a vampire, unscathed after the collision with your car, while your car and you have suffered some impact. I mean, you can feel blood trickling near your right eye, but the damage to your car is definitely more significant.
"It's going to sound strange. Alice had a vision that saw me doing this as soon as you arrived here. I'm not saying I did it on purpose. In fact, I am hunting. But you really are here." Edward speaks as if he still doesn't quite understand that you're actually in front of him. You take a deep breath, trying to resist the urge to kill him for what happened to your car. In reality, you're unsure whether you should get out of the car or not. You're bleeding, and that could be a challenge for Edward.
"I'm not going to attack you, don't worry. I thought you knew I would never do something like that to you. I mean…" Edward says, and you automatically get out of the car, walking toward him. Something about the proximity between you leaves both of you speechless. You always hated when Cullen listened to your thoughts, and he knows that. The courtesy of having your private thoughts respected seemed to be valid only during your relationship.
"You mean you wouldn't attack anyone unless it was absolutely necessary. I know, I know you, Edward. What surprises me is the fact that you don't seem to know me. You know I hate when you… never mind. Maybe you only respected me while we were together. Now we're strangers to each other." You say, realizing how different he seems, even though he hasn't aged a day since the last time you saw him.
"I'm still the same, Y/N. The same guy you walked away from years ago." Edward speaks softly but with a certain sadness in his words. You look at him, unsure of how to respond. Yes, you ended your brief relationship out of fear of what your father would do to him if he found out.
"Look, I didn't intend to bring the past back. I think it's better if you go your way and I go mine." You say, turning to leave and drive your somewhat damaged car. But Edward appears in front of you before you can open the door.
"Carlisle can take care of that for you. I know he'd be glad to see you again." Edward says, stepping a little closer to you. You stare at him, this time not understanding what he wants. It's obvious he's talking about the injury on your head, but you don't understand why he seems so reluctant to distance himself.
"And I should go to your father figure and ask him to help me based on what? The fact that you and I were together years ago? The fact that my tribe has no idea what happened between us? Maybe I should go ask him how he feels about seeing you about to marry a human. What do you think, Edward?" Your tone is absurdly ironic but realistic. Just the fact that you're here now with Edward could jeopardize everything. If Sam or Jacob see you here with him talking about your past relationship, it could cause a mess. Not to mention that Cullen is now committed.
"I caused this in you. Maybe you should go to Carlisle for the same reason anyone in this town would. You've had an accident, Y/N, you need to take care of this." Edward says, gently touching the area where you got hurt. You let out a soft groan of pain and then pull away.
"How do you suggest I deal with the complications that going to Carlisle would bring me?" You ask, almost grumbling. Edward smiles slightly, as if he even misses these conversations you used to have when you were together.
"Do you remember the farthest spot from here where we used to meet when we were dating? Meet Carlisle there when you can. Unfortunately, Jacob is already on his way here, and I think it's better if I'm not here when he arrives." Edward speaks, and before you can say anything in response, he's already gone.
"Your cowardice is remarkable!" You shout, hoping he hears you. As you turn around, Black is behind you. He's clearly sweaty, must have come running in his human form.
"What happened to you, Y/N?" Jacob Black asks, quickly approaching you. He must be worried because you're injured and apparently talking to yourself in the middle of the road.
"I had an accident. I hit an animal, actually. It was quite a mess. How did you know I was here?" You ask curiously as Jacob gets closer to you, analyzing and sniffing you. You wonder if you smell bad, but then remember that Edward was here just a little while ago.
"Since when did you learn to lie to me? I thought we were honest with each other." Jacob says, looking into your eyes, and you feel guilty for lying to him.
"You want to have a relationship argument here? Then it was better not to have come at all. If you could excuse me." You say, walking past Jacob and heading towards your car, but he gently grabs your hand before you can open the car door.
"I missed you," Jacob says as he gently strokes your hand. You look at him and then walk towards him, embracing him.
"I missed you too, more than you can imagine. How about you drive what's left of my car to La Push, so we can have a better conversation?" You say, hugging him tighter, as if you didn't want to let go. It's strange, but seeing him safe made you feel better. After dreaming so many times about Jacob's death, it's good to see him like this.
"I'll drive your old tin can here. You can sit comfortably in the passenger seat. And don't worry, I'm sure there will be some bandages for you there." He says, kissing your cheek and opening the passenger door for you. You get into the car and watch him enter the car and take the wheel. He starts driving, and you slowly begin to close your eyes, hoping that now that you're in Forks, your nightmares won't come true.
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soulofapatrick · 1 year ago
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I Like Your Mind - Edward Cullen x female reader
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Summary: As soon as you meet Edward, you're both drawn to each other with an intensity you never expected
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Warnings: None
Y/N’s POV
I step into the Cullen house, my heart racing in my chest, and my mind filled with a mixture of fear and fascination. Bella has brought me here, introducing me to the family of her new boyfriend - Jasper Hale - and I can hardly believe where I find myself. I know their secret, the one they’ve been hiding from the world, the fact they’re vampires. And I know Edward can read minds which makes the whole situation even more daunting. But, as Bella races off to find Jasper, I’m left alone I the living room, taking in the stunning surroundings. 
The Cullens’ house is unlike any place I’ve ever seen. The air is heavy with an unspoken history, and everything within is both timeless and modern. A grand piano rests against one wall, a dark mahogany masterpiece, and the soft notes of a melody linger in the air, a testament to the musical talents of the family. On the opposite wall, a massive bookshelf houses an impressive collection of novels and ancient texts. Their spines form a spectrum of human knowledge, artfully arranged. 
My gaze drifts to the floor-to-ceiling windows that frame the room, offering a breathtaking view of the dense, ancient forest that surrounds the house. The trees stand tall and proud, their branches intertwined like guardians, protecting the Cullens from prying eyes. The afternoon sun filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows that dance across the polished wooden floors. 
As my eyes linger on the tranquil forest, my imagination takes flight. I envision myself running through the woods, feeling the cool, damp earth beneath my feet. The leaves would crunch softly with each step, and the intoxicating scent of pine and damp earth would fill my senses. My heart would race, and a rush of adrenaline would surge through me as I lose myself in the untamed beauty of the wilderness. But, what captivates me the most is the idea of running through the forest in the rain. The thought of raindrops falling like liquid diamonds from the heavens, pelting the leaves and creating a gentle, rhythmic melody, sends a shiver of delight down my spine. In my daydream, I am drenched, my clothes clinging to my skin as I twirl and leap through the woods, liberated and carefree.
The rain washes away all my worries and fears, leaving only the exhilaration of the moment. It's as if the world, with all its complexities and complications, has melted away, leaving only the simplicity and purity of the rain-soaked forest. It's a feeling of utter peace, a sense of being one with nature and the world, a sensation I've longed to experience again. 
Lost in the serenity of my daydream, I sense a subtle presence to my right. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, and a strange but not unwelcome shiver runs down my spine. Slowly, I turn my head to see one of the Cullen brothers standing there, a striking figure with sharp, chiseled features. He exudes an air of quiet strength and confidence, and I can't help but admire his physical appearance.
As I take in his feature, I quickly realise that this isn’t Jasper, as Bella would undoubtedly be with him if he were here. Besides, Jasper is known for his blond hair, which contrasts with the dark brunette locks of the Cullen brother beside me. His eyes, however, remain a shimmering gold, and their intensity is captivating. 
Going over Bella’s description, I recall that she mentioned Emmett to be big and buff. Emmett is tall and muscular. He has dark curly hair and dimpled cheeks. Despite his intimidating appearance, he is light-hearted and carefree. This man in front of me is almost quite the opposite with perfect and angular high cheekbones, strong jawline, a straight nose, and full lips causing my heart to quicken with a sudden realisation. In a hushed voice, I tentatively ask, “Edward?” 
The name hangs in the air between us, my uncertainty evident in the way I speak his name. The Cullen brother gives a small nod, his eyes holding a hint of amusement and there’s a small smile on his pretty lips as he says, “Hello.” His voice is a velvet whisper that sends a shiver down my spine. My cheeks heat up in response, and I can’t help but feel flustered by his presence. Turning my face away from him, I gaze out at the enchanting forest, using the breathtaking view to regain my composure. 
But just as I start to calm my racing heart, I sense his movement. Edward is moving closer, somewhat hesitantly as if he’s scared to do so but he moves so close I can feel the coolness of his chest against my back. The physical proximity is both thrilling and nerve-wracking, and I can’t help but wonder what his intention are as I continue to look out at the tranquil forest. 
The peaceful silence in the room is broken by Edward’s soft voice, barely above a whisper, “I like your mind,” he admits, his words sending a rush of warmth through me, “It’s quiet.” 
His words wash over me like a gentle caress, and I can’t deny the intrigue of his interest in my mind. It’s a compliment I could never have anticipated, coming from a vampire who can hear the thoughts of others. The intimacy of this moment is palpable, and I can sense the internal struggle within him, as if he’s torn between his desire to touch me and the realisation that we’ve only just met. 
Despite my rational thoughts screaming at me to maintain my distance, I surrender to the magnetic pull of Edward Cullen. My back leans into his cool, sculpted chest, and the sensation of his icy hands on my hips sends a shiver of anticipation coursing through me. It's as if the enchantment of the Cullen house, the breathtaking view of the forest, and Edward's irresistible presence have combined to create a spell that I am unable, and unwilling, to break. 
Closing my eyes, I allow myself to become completely enveloped in everything Edward. I’m hyperaware of how he feels behind me, the firmness of his chest pressed against my back, the subtle rise and fall of his breath against my neck as if it’s a force of habit for him despite vampires lack of need to breathe. His scent, a delicate blend of lilac, honey and sunshine, fills my senses and intoxicates me, wrapping me in a warm, inviting embrace. 
The moment feels intensely romantic, the air electric with the unspoken connection between us. I know that Edward can read my thoughts and perceive my view of him, and in this vulnerable instant, I choose not to resist. I grant him access tot he unfiltered depths of my desire, allowing him to see and feel the passion that simmers beneath the surface. 
The tension in the room crackles, the rain outside intensifying as if mirroring the fervour building within us. It's a clandestine dance of two souls drawn together by an unexplainable force. In this silent, electrifying embrace, I become an open book for Edward, my thoughts and desires laid bare, and I can only wonder what he'll make of the desires that race through my mind like wildfire
With a slow and deliberate movement, Edward turns me to face him, his eyes open and unguarded. They flicker with a hint of vulnerability, as if he, too, is uncertain of the depth of this connection. His gaze drops to my lips, and I can feel the warmth of his breath on my skin as he hovers close. His fingers twirl my hair around them, an intimate gesture that feels like an attempt to memorise every part of me that he can reach. The air crackles with anticipation as I hold my breath, my heart pounding in my chest, The world outside seems to fade away, leaving only the two of us in this electrifying moment. 
Edward’s gaze remains locked on mine, a silent promise of the depths of emotions and desire that lie beneath the surface. In the hushed room, our shared anticipation and vulnerability create an electric tension that’s impossible to ignore. His lips are tantalisingly close, and I can feel the coolness of his breath as he hovers near. It’s as if he’s about to kiss me, his intentions clear in the smouldering depths of his golden eyes. But he hesitates, his voice barely a whisper as he mumbles something about not being able to stop once he starts, a confession laden with both longing and restraint. 
Unable to resist any longer, I tangle my fingers in his tousled hair, an intimate gesture that communicates my desire and intent. With a gentle, yet urgent push, I guide his face the rest of the way down until his lips finally meet mine. 
As our lips meet in a hesitant and guarded kiss, a complex swirl of emotions and desires floods the space between us. Edward, despite his initial restraint, can’t help but respond to the fiery connection we share. His lips, cool and soft, brush against mine with a caution born of a lifetime of self-control. The kiss begins with a tentative exploration, as if he’s testing the boundaries of this newfound intimacy. 
The initial hesitancy slowly gives way to a growing intensity, and I can sense his need for more. His grip on me tightens ever so slightly, fingers digging into my hips, a delicate balance between desire and restraint. His response is careful, as if he’s constantly aware of his vampire strength, wary of causing any harm to me. The kiss deepens, his passion building, and the chemistry between us becomes an irresistible force that pushes us further into uncharted territory. 
With a slow and deliberate movement, he begins to walk me backwards, his lips never leaving mine, until my back makes contact with the cool glass of the windows, drawing a gasp from me. It has Edward smiling softly, golden eyes a little glazed as if in a trance of disbelief this is happening before his cold nose bumps my neck, making my pulse jump. I should be scared by how close he is to my jugular but I don’t feel any fear or anything, especially when Edward places a soft kiss on my jugular, a silent acknowledgement of the temptation that throbs beneath my skin. His lips are cold, but their touch is gentle, sending shivers of desire coursing through me. 
My hands tangle back in his soft locks, guiding his lips back to mine, their coldness a stark contrast to the burning passion that courses between us. In that moment, I am both vulnerable and empowered, willingly allowing myself to be drawn further into this intoxicating dance of desire. 
Each kiss makes me feel more alive, more connected to a world I never knew existed. The world outside may be drenched in rain, but in this electrifying embrace, a different kind of storm rages, a tempest of emotions and desires that we can’t control. His lips, cool and velvety soft, meet mine over and over again in a symphony of fire and ice, a fusion of elements that ignite a burning desire deep within me. 
His body presses against mine, a solid and unyielding presence that leaves me feeling both vulnerable and empowered. The contrast between his cool skin and the heat of my own sets my senses ablaze. As we deepen our connection, the room seems to spin around us, and I lose myself in the feeling of everything Edward. 
The room is charged with our passion, and I can feel it deep in my core. Every kiss is like a secret, a stolen moment in a world that is entirely our own. We lose track of time and space, our lips locked in an intimate dance that only intensifies the fever that has drawn us together in the first place. 
But then, like a bolt of lightning in our own private storm, I hear Bella’s joyful squeal. Edward pulling away from me, and I let my face fall into the warmth of his chest, overwhelmed by embarrassment. As I hide from the world, I can feel the soft rumble of amused laughter in Edward’s chest, a sound that both soothes and electrifies me in equal measure. 
“Fuck yeah!” Bells shrieks with joy and I flip her off over Edward’s shoulder as he wraps his arms around me, stifling a laugh as he can probably hear all of my silent insults and embarrassed thoughts thrown Bella’s way. 
“It’s okay.” He murmurs, fingers carding through my hair and I just hum, letting my eyes flutter closed in contentment. I don’t care how quick this is happening, all I know is I need Edward and no-one else so I’ll live with the embarrassment if it means I can have Edward. 
“You have me.” 
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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 8 months ago
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Hi please can u write Edward Cullen x sick reader. Where the reader is stubborn and still shows up at school despite being sick. (I’m sick rn and can’t find any Edward fics) hope u have a nice day
Thank u :))
Nurse
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Warnings: none really, sick!reader, potentially getting other people sick 😅, stubborn!reader, firm and patient edward, thank you for the request btw and sorry it took so long for me to get to it ❤️
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Edward knew immediately when you sat in the front passenger seat of his car that you were sick.
His brows draw heavy with concern. "You're-"
"I'm fine." You croak and buckle up. Moreso lying to yourself than to Edward. Your head felt like it was stuffed with cotton and you were pretty sure a small fever was beginning to rise on your forehead. Like hell you were missing school that day. You'd studied day and night for your test; was finally confident that you were going to pass.
Reading your thoughts, Edward sighs and leans back into his seat. "(y/n), a test doesn't matter when your health is in question. Your teacher will let you take a makeup test. You need to go back to bed."
There was no energy in you to roll your eyes. "After I take my test then I can rest. I just want to get it over and done with."
"You won't do well if you're si-"
"Edward, please. I know my body. I can survive until second period." Arguing did nothing to help you feel better.
He could just grab you and take you back to your room. Doing that would further enrage you.
"You promise to let me take you home after second period?" The pleading in his voice softens you.
"I promise."
Exhaulting another sigh, Edward nods to himself. "Alright. I'm holding you to that."
A part of you doubts that you'll be able to make it to second period, but you would try to.
Edward may not have fought you more, that didn't mean he was pleased watching you struggle that morning. You were bumping into other students and walls as you lost your balance several times.
Alice pulled Edward aside, her honey eyes narrowed. "Why would you let her come to school like that? She's obviously sick, Ed!"
"I know. Believe me I tried. She promised to let me take her home after her test in second period." Edward lowers his voice, he doubts you can hear him. His gaze is on you as Jasper helps to steady you.
"I don't think she'll make it." Alice frowns and folds her arms in front of her chest. "I don't have to look into the future to see that."
"You try telling her then. See how easy it is."
She wouldn't even try, having experienced your stubborness before. You always wanted to appear tough to the Cullen family as you were selfconcious of being the only human among them. Compared to them you were weak. You compensated by doing whatever you could as a human to appear strong. Including refusing help when you were sick. Edward knew it would wound your pride greatly if he forced you home. So did Alice.
You didn't share first or second period with Edward. He kept tags on you via his mind reading to see how you were faring.
Struggling to stay up in your chair, your eyes were fighting every second to remain focused on the whiteboard at the front of the class. You don't remember much of what the teacher was talking about. Conserving your energy and mentally going over things for your test the following period. You were fading fast. Chugging water helped a little.
When the bell rang, finally alerting of the end of the first period, you were slow to get to your feet. If you tried to move any faster than your current pace, the world would slip from under you.
You use desks to coast your way to the classroom door. Barely making it to the door, there appears Edward. Frazzled when he takes in your flushed face.
Before he could object to you continuing the school day, you stop him by placing a hand on his chest. His mouth closes as he quietly surrenders.
Help me to my next class. Please. You ask him via your thoughts. Doubting you could talk without feeling vomit rise up your throat.
Edward breathes through his nose but doesn't complain about you overworking yourself when you needed rest.
Ever the gentleman, Edward cups your elbow and guides you.
"The moment the class ends, I'm taking you home." He whispers to you as he helps you through the scattering of students running late.
You'd smile if you could. I love you.
You catch the quirk in the corner of his lips and the brightening of his eyes.
It cost you the rest of your strength, but you did it. You fucking did it. All questions answered to the best extent of your knowledge.
There were few steps that were between you and the teacher's desk.
You suck in a breath and stand, hand gripping the edge of your desk for support. Navigating through rows of kids bent over their paper's, you focus ahead of you.
When your teacher notices you, she pauses at the waxen sheen of your face. The moment your test is on the surface of her desk you quietly croak "Can I go to the nurse's office?"
Edward was right outside the door, prepared to take you into his arms. You wanted to laugh.
The thought of a mother hen pops into your mind, making Edward scoff. "If I'm a mother hen so be it." You were unable to protest when he easily scoops you up and dashes to his car. Alice is waiting, rocking back and forth on her feet until she spots the two of you. There's a plastic bag in her hand that looks overly full.
"I'll tell the office." Alice takes Ed's car keys to opening the passenger door for you. Then she places the grocery bag in the back seat. "I googled what made people feel better when they're sick."
"Thank you Alice." You manage to get out as Edward opens the door with just one finger. He sets you down and straps the belt across your chest but not before tossing your backpack into the back seat.
Wondering what Alice had bought you, your forehead presses against the passenger side window, you momentarily fall asleep.
Only waking up when Edward is carefully picking you up from the car's passenger side. He's so careful with you. Always.
You realize when he opens the door that he's brought you to the Cullen house when the front door doesn't match your's.
"I don't want to leave you sick and home alone." He explained while hurrying up the stairs.
And. . .
"Ed. . ." Are you scared?
His jaw clenches. In his room he makes sure you're comfortable with whatever you needed. Water. Pillows. Blankets if you got cold.
Then he settles next to you. His face unreadable. You curl up closer to him and just that mere contact melted him.
"My mother and I. . . we were very sick when I became a vampire." This was something he'd told you a while ago. They'd become sick during the Spanish influenza outbreak. "I know the medical world is much more evolved than it was during my time, but it still terrifies me when you get sick."
"Oh Ed," You sit up even when Edward urges you to lay back down. "I should have-"
He furiously shakes his head. "No. You didn't do anything wrong. Sickness just reminds me how human and fragile you are." Rolling onto his side, you copy him. Head comfortably cradled by a pillow.
Rest.
You could finally rest.
His fingers brush along your brow, soothing your warm skin. You shimmy closer against him. Edward's much larger frame conforms around you.
"I know you won't die from this. Not that I'd let you die from illness." Adding the last part a bit under his breath, you still caught it.
For a second, Edward pulls away from you to retrieve a bottle of medicine from the bag.
"Now be a good girl and take your medicine."
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jasperhaleobsessed · 10 months ago
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Becoming friends with each of the Cullens/what you would bound over platonic hc
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Carlisle Cullen:
I think you would become friends through you both working at the hospital. And working together on some patients.
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Edward Cullen:
I think you and Edward would become friends since you were nice and genuine. And he might not be bothered by your thoughts compared to Jessica Stanley. But he might be a bit hesitant and moody. (like how he was with Bella)
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Emmett Cullen:
I think you and Emmett would become friends after making a hilarious joke about something Jessica and Mike said.
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Jasper Hale:
I think you and Jasper would become friends after bounding over history and reading. And becsuse of your more calming feelings.
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Rosalie Hale:
I think Rosalie would be hesitant like Edward but would warm up after a while after she realizes you aren't as judgmental as some othe humans and are trusting.
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Esme Cullen:
I think you two would meet through your love of architect, furniture, and designing. I also think you both could bound over gardening and the difference flower and plant types.
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Alice Cullen
I think you and Alice would become friends though your mutual love of fashion and kindness. She also most definitely saw you coming and wanted to be your friend the moment she saw you!
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Bella Swan:
I think you two would become freinds through your love of books and perhaps if your introvertness (I don't think it's a word but it's fine)
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sivyera · 1 year ago
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10 things Edward Cullen loves about you
edward c. x fem!reader wanings: none! just edward being a simp and a lots of fluff, like a lot of
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To be clear, Edward loves every. single. part. of. you. In his eyes you are just perfect. There is nothing on you, that he wouldn't find perfect or beautiful. But he somehow sorted it out and wrote down what he loves most about you. Even though he loves everything about you.
Your height - it may sounds weird bur please let me explain. He loves your height because you are much shorter then him, no matter how tall you are you are still smaller then him. So whenever he hugs you, he can rest his chin on your head and he feels like he's protecting you.
Your laugh - especially if he's the one who made you laugh. It's like music to his ears and he can listen to it forever. So sometimes he starts tickle you out of nowhere just to hear you laugh. And he always laugh with you.
Your smile - he just love when you smile at him. Like when you wake up and look at him with messy hair, sleepy eyes and beautiful smile full of love. Or when he says something flirty and you scoff and then smile. Or when he picks you up in his volvo and you say 'hi' with the biggest and brightest smile, he can't help but smile too.
Your voice - it's music to his ears same as your laugh. You can talk about anything and he will still listen with hearts in his eyes. You can talk about how your day went or how much you love this and that, he really doesn't care he just wanna hear your voice. But his favourite thing to listen is when you talk about how much you love him.
Your body - he loves how your body looks and it reacts when he touches you. He is cold but not uncomfortably cold yk, like refreshing cold. So when he softly traces his fingers on your body and you shiver a bit, oh god he just loves it! He likes every part of your body.
Your face -he just finds your face incredibly beautiful. Every single time when he looks at you he just wanna kiss you all over your face. The beauty you hold is something magical to him, something he didn't believe existed, yet here you are with the most beautiful face in the whole world.
Your eyes - he can get lost in them for hours. He cannot get enough of the way how your eyes sparkle when you look at something you like. And he never miss the way they sparkle and get bigger when you look at him, how much love they hold when you look at him. And he looks at you the same way like you, maybe with more love;)
Your scent - it's like a drug to him. I mean it, whenever he smells your scent, he cannot think about anything else then you. You are his blood singer which means he loves the scent of your blood as well and it's like a drug to him same as your human scent. So he loves when he can just wrap his arms around you and bury his face into your neck so he can smell you.
Your touch - it doesn't matter where are you touching him, just touch him. Your touch is as addictive as your scent. Even small touches like holding pinkies. But he is over the moon when you play with his hair. It's so relaxing to him and if he could he would fall asleep. He may start 'purring' but don't mention it, because he will deny it.
Your soul - your beautiful kind soul. He's happy that you accepted him because he was really insecure, because imagining you leaving him or worst being scared of him when he told you he was a vampire was devastating. But you didn't, you stayed with him and you love him unconditionally as he loves you. He considers himself very VERY lucky to have you as his soulmate.
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fashionteahouse · 14 days ago
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i wonder - edward cullen x reader
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You patiently waited as the doctor came in. The nurse already checked your vitals. She tells you it’s been a pretty eventful day.
His face was magical in a way but you felt comfortable. His smile was bright and shiny and you couldn’t help but bring out your own smile.
“I know you’re ready to get this thing off.” he says to you and you nod.
It was true. You were tired of doing everything with one hand. The special saw cut through the cast and you look at the limb that’s been covered for some time. It felt freeing.
You walk out of the room as you thank the doctor.
“Now remember, no playing right away. Wait for a few days to a week.”
“Aw, really?” you say with much disappointment.
“It’s important that you don’t rush it. Your other hand I’m sure is thanking you.”
“It’s no fun playing with one hand.” you say with a playful pout and Dr. Cullen laughs a bit. Placing a hand on your arm, “It won’t be fun to hurt it even more.”
He glances elsewhere and he then gives you a polite smile before sending you on your way. You see him walk in the direction of the boy and a girl, around your same age as they talked quietly.
You then flex your hand, seeing that your wrist was a bit smaller than your other one. You test out of your wrist, pretending to play a few notes as if you’re at a piano. You shake your head as you clutch it.
You wince a bit as you understood what Dr. Cullen meant. You then sigh a bit before pulling out your phone to let your parent know that you’re done and on your way home.
“You play?” you hear a voice. It startled you a bit but it was soothing.
You slowly look up. You see that the boy that Dr. Cullen seemed to know, was staring at you. He was by himself instead of with the girl you seen him with earlier, waiting for an answer. His gaze was intense, which made you look down for a moment as you nod.
“How do you know?” you ask quietly. You didn’t know why you felt shy.
“I saw you test your wrist out as if you were playing keys.” He says. You look up and he brings on a soft but friendly smile.
“Do..You play?” you ask.
You expected the same answer as always.
“Yes.”
Your eyebrows raise a little in shock.
“Why are you…Surprised?” he asks with a low chuckle.
“Sorry..It’s just…I don’t know too many people who do play.”
“Did you just move here?” he asks.
“Yeah..I’ve been asking people..To you know, make friends but…” you end it with a shrug.
He opens his mouth to say something but you hear a small voice close to you.
“Can I talk to you for a minute?”
You turn around to see a brunette, she’s hanging near the corner of the hallway. She staring dead at the boy you were talking to.
You turn back to the boy in front of you. He had a look that showed he was conflicted.
You make a small wave and started to be on your way. You didn’t look back.
“It was nice while it lasted.” you say in your head.
“So what did the doctor say?” your parent asks you.
“They said I have to wait up to a week to get back into using both hands.” you say over dinner.
“Well, that’s not bad. You catch on quick.”
“I know…You know I want to enter the music competition soon.”
That’s when they paused their chewing.
“You’re…Thinking about joining that?” they ask. You nod.
“Oh.” they comment.
“What?” you ask.
“It’s just….It’s your hobby and all but..For it to be your career…It’s very hard to make a profitable career out of that.”
“So..All of these years of classes and lessons are just going to be thrown away? Just like that?”
“I’m not saying that. Maybe it shouldn’t come first. You’ve always have gotten great grades. Y/N, it’s your final year before you go out into the real world. Picking a smart and lucrative career choice will help you be more prepared while being comfortable and stable.”
You sigh as you dig into your dinner. The same old talk.
“You start school tomorrow. Are you excited?” they ask with a smile. You mutter out a yes.
You lie in bed in the new home. After the divorce of your parents, you had to choose which one to stay with to finish out your year. The parent you chose, chose to move away for new beginnings. You didn’t mind. You were a bit happy that you got to start fresh in a way. You were a bit tired of your old school and wasn’t afraid of change.
The heat blasted from the vents of the car as you wrung your fingers a bit. A hand meets your hand.
“Easy, Y/N. Your wrist finally starting to heal up.”
“I know. Sorry.” you say and the school comes into view.
“I will be here when school lets out. Have a good first day.” they say with a big smile.
You get out after giving your parent a quick hug and you slowly walk towards the building.
You looked at your phone, checking the room number of where your home room was.
Chatters of different students meeting up with their friends were surrounding you and your ears.
Your eyes catch a familiar face. The same boy from the hospital, was leaning against his car. He seemed just as surprised to see you as you.
You continue walking however, you didn’t want to be overbearing.
You kept saying yes to people asking you if you were new. You were a bit tired of the question.
At lunch, people from classes that you did make small talk with, did ask you to sit with them.
When school was over, you walked out to the school lot. You saw the same boy from the hospital. This time, he made an effort to make a small wave. A small smile formed on your lips as you waved back.
“Y/N. Over here!” you hear and you internally groan with embarrassment.
“I know what your car looks like.” you say as you close the car door. They only laugh.
The next day, you walk to the school stairs, you slipped on the patch of ice.
A hand catches you and your heart race. You steady your knees and you look up to find the same boy.
“Thanks.” you say and he nods with a tight grin.
You start to walk away.
“You never told me your name.” he says.
“You never told me yours.” you reply back as you look back at him.
Names were then exchanged.
Edward was his name.
You both began to walk side to side.
“How long have you been playing?” he asks with interest.
“Since I gained consciousness.” you say with a small laugh. It was true. You don’t remember the first lessons, you just remember always having to go. His small laugh sounded a bit like bell chimes. It made you prolong your eye contact with him.
“What about you? You seem to be the expert.” you say.
“A very long time.”
“What’s a long time?” you playfully challenge.
You watch as his eyebrows furrow, as he continues to walk.
“What’s wrong…?” you ask slowly in slight confusion.
Shaking his head slightly, you both stop at the classroom you were supposed to go in, “Nothing…I would like to hear you play sometime.”
“Really? Well some time next week I should be good.” you say as you raise your wrists and you walk in the classroom. As you sat down, you realize that he was still standing at the same spot you left him in. It wasn’t until you were fully seated, you see him walk away.
A teacher asks you if you could take some paperwork to the office. You accept since your class work is completed.
You walk in the office and find that Edward is murmuring to the woman at the front desk.
“Here you go.” you say and Edward turns around. The woman thanks you and tells him with apologetic intentions, “It’s January, I’m afraid I can’t do that, Mr. Cullen.”
You watch as he has a wave of frustration be painted on his face.
You held the door open for him as you exit out.
“Cullen…So, your dad is Dr. Cullen?” you observe and ask.
“Yes.” he answered. You both walk as if there isn’t a rush to get to anywhere.
“He’s nice.” you comment.
“It wouldn’t be the first time he’s heard that.” he says.
“So..The blonde girl is your girlfriend?”
“No. She’s my sister.”
“Oh. Sorry.” you say sheepishly.
“It’s alright.”
“She’s beautiful.”
“It wouldn’t be the first time she’s heard that.” he says with a grin that makes you return it.
“So…How many siblings do you have?”
“Two brothers and two sisters.”
“Eventful.” you say and enter back into the classroom.
“How was school?” your parent asks you over dinner.
“It was fine.”
“Any new friends?”
“A couple. The people and the teachers there are nice.” you say as you look at your food.
“That’s good.”
“I didn’t know Dr. Cullen’s son went to this high school.”
“You met him?”
“Yeah. He’s nice too.” you say.
“The entire family keeps to themselves I heard.”
You nod at that.
You were in the middle of reading a book.
“No class this period?”
You look up and Edward is peering down at you as you sat in a chair in the school library, being immersed in the plot.
“Study hall.” you say.
He nods.
“What about you?”
“Free period.” he says as he sits in a seat that’s close to yours.
“Oh.” you say and close your book.
You look at him. “You know, I meant to tell you something.”
“What’s that?” he asks as he searched your face.
“You have unique eyes. Is it some type of…Condition or something?”
“….I guess you can say that….Yeah..It’s a condition.”
“Oh. Do you want to dive into that?” you ask.
“I prefer not. Is that alright?”
“Fine by me.”
“How did you mess up your wrist?”
You chuckle a bit before answering.
“Trampoline.”
It was his turn to match your chuckle.
“That’s interesting.”
“Yeah well…That’s what happened over the summer. Man, I was pissed. I was crying, not because of the pain, but because I couldn’t use both hands to play piano.” you say.
“Did you still use one hand?”
“Yeah. It’s boring though.” you say with a slight frown.
“Which wrist?”
You extend it.
“This one.”
You didn’t expect him to close his hand around it. His hands were cold, but it felt nice, like an ice pack. You’ve been using it to exercise it, so the cool sensation helped. In sync, you both lean in.
“Are you used to the cold? And snow?”
“Yeah. You?” you ask.
“Yeah. It’s my favorite time of the year.”
“Same. No annoying bugs.” you answer back.
He grins as he looked down at your wrist.
“Have you ever broken or sprained a bone before?” you ask.
“No.” he says.
“Aren’t you lucky.” you comment.
“I am.” he says and the bell rings.
You walk the halls to lunch, you find that the brunette girl from the hospital also went to the same school.
She looked at you only for a second before looking away.
In history, the teacher announced a project. You all had to pick a time period out of a bin, write in a journal and pretend to be someone who is living in the time period.
“Fun.” you said under your breath, you thought it was interesting.
A small journal was passed out, the teacher allowed you and others to work in groups if you wanted.
You started writing down your year in your journal.
“Are you working with someone?”
You look up to a familiar boy in the class. He was quiet, but sat in the back from the times you’ve been in this class.
You shake your head.
“Do you mind if we work together?”
“I don’t mind.” you say in a small voice.
As he sat down, he scoots his chair a bit away from you, but his presence was friendly enough that you didn’t feel offended, you felt a wave of calmness, you didn’t feel nervous like you thought you would be.
Smiling softly, “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you speak in class.” you say.
He shrugged with his own quiet smile.
“What year did you get?” you ask.
“The 1980’s.” he says with a roll of his eyes, “What about you?”
“1860’s.” you say sharing your distaste for the year you had to do, with a roll of your own eyes. You quickly saw a sparkle in his eye.
“What? You think this time period was interesting?” you ask. He nods a bit.
“So much history happened within that time frame.” he said with certainty.
“At least the 80’s were fun. Big hair, good music, and colorful vibes.” you say as you thought of music videos.
“It was alright.” he says but clears his throat, “I’m a bit old fashioned. I don’t really care to learn much about that time period but it looks like I have to.”
“Yeah.” you say as you look at him.
“So. Have any trouble?” he asks.
“The heck did people do for fun back then?” you say. You wanted to snooze.
“Play games, read, gamble on horse races.” he lists.
“How do you know so much?” you ask as you doodle spirals on the edge of your paper to kill time.
“I guess you can say I’m a history geek.”
You laugh a little, “What’s your name?”
Jasper.
As the bell rang to leave, “Pray for me. Hopefully I won’t fall asleep while writing.” you say jokingly.
A small laugh escaped his throat, “You will be fine…You can always ask me questions..”
“Cool. See you…Around?”
He nods once as a small and petite girl skips to his side. She brightly shined her sparkling smile at you.
“Hi.” she greets.
You wave.
“You’re new right?”
You nod.
“When did you move here?”
“A little last week.” you answer. She grins as she nods in acknowledgment. Her energy was high. You felt it was a bit contagious as you couldn’t help feel the excitement rubbing off on you.
“Do you like it here?” she asks as you walk. She hugged Jasper’s arm as you all walk the hallway.
“It’s been good to me so far.” you say.
You all three talk as you made your way to your last class of the day. Learning the girl’s name you tell her, “Nice to meet you again Alice. See you, Jasper.”
Coming out to the school lot, you see that the rest of Edward’s family is looking at you by their cars.
You then knew who Edward’s siblings were. All expect one. He was muscular and he held the blonde girl close to him.
You felt a bit nervous.
It was the weekend. You were thankful that you got to sleep in.
Pulling out your keyboard, you fiddle with it with your one hand.
You were bored. You missed trying to learn complex notes but you knew that if you forced the fast recovery, you wouldn’t be better.
You scrolled through the website of the music competition. You knew exactly what song you wanted to play. You had to submit a recording.
You didn’t care about the prize money, but just to show off your talents was something that you wanted to do.
The weeks rolled by, you could finally play again. You parent comes home and that’s all they hear, the tinkering of the keyboard and the piano that was in the home.
“When’s your lesson?” they ask as you help them unload groceries.
“Next week. I’ve been practicing.” you say with a grin.
“That’s nice. Fill out for colleges yet?”
That’s when you got quiet.
“Y/N.” they say in a warning tone.
“I’m working on it. I just don’t know what I want to do yet.” you say.
“You were always good with tech. Maybe, do something with math. It’s your highest grade.”
“Ugh, no. I only make sure it’s my highest because it’s important.” you say. They only sigh with a slight shake of their head as they state, “Your time is ticking.”
In lab, you sighed as you mixed substances with your lab partner.
“You’re joining this class?” you heard your teacher ask.
You look up and you almost took your goggles off. Edward looks at you as you looked at him.
“Y/N, you have to weigh it.” your lab partner beside you, tells you, the pen is in their hand and ready to write down the information on the worksheet.
“Right. Sorry.” you say and weigh the concoction in the glass measuring cup.
You watch him join a group, making him the third person.
When class was over, “You’re in this class?” you ask, trying your best to hold your excitement. He was a year below you. You didn’t know why you were excited. You brushed it off as it being happy to see a familiar face.
“Yeah.” he says casually.
“Willingly?” you ask and he nods.
“Jeez, no offense but, do you enjoy suffering?” you ask. You hated that class. Especially lab days. You were glad that the next day was a study hall instead of a double period.
He laughs, “It’s not that bad. I enjoy science.”
You both enter the hall and you place your hands together, “Be my guardian angel?”
“Next report period when it’s time to pick partners, just pick me. You’ll get an easy A.” he says with a slight shrug.
Jasper suggested that you both take turns reading each other’s journals. The due date was the next day.
He did a good job. It made you want to live in the 80’s. For Jasper, it was as if he went through a time machine.
You slide each other your journals back.
“Man, what a ride. I would’ve thought you lived it.” you say. You didn’t miss the flash of happiness. He then makes his face neutral.
“I can say the same.” he says, almost looking proud at your journal.
“I thought you weren’t interested in that time frame?” he continued to ask as if he caught your hand in the cookie jar. You shrug with a smile.
“I’m not. But, you gotta do what you gotta do right?” you reply as gesture the classroom.
He nods at that.
Before you could push the door open to leave the school building, you heard, “Do you have a ride?”
You turn to see Alice.
“Oh, hey. Um…I do.” you say.
She seemed a bit disappointed.
“Well, tomorrow we have a two hour delay. We should come to school together.” she suggests as she picks her mood back up.
Your eyebrows furrow in confusion, “How do you-”
The announcement came on, “A two hour delay is issued for Forks High School, tomorrow morning. Students don’t forget to….”
“Lucky guess. You should be gambler or something.” you say. She laughs a perfect laugh and links her arm with yours follows you outside.
“So, what do you say? I’ll get you breakfast.” she bribed.
“Oh wow, food? How could I say no?” you ask with a smile.
You still woke up at your usual time, you watched the snowflakes fall fast out of your window. You used the extra time to work the keyboard in your room with your headphones in. Your parent knows you have a way to school, they tell you to let them know if you need a ride back home.
You carefully walk down the steps. Edward leans against the car. You had to be careful with your steps as you observed the snowflakes that fell perfectly on him. You look away to not seem rude or weird. He closes the car door after you get in. Jasper and Alice is in the backseat.
“He was just standing out there like it isn’t freezing.” you say to them and they laugh as they looked at each other.
“I told you, it’s my favorite time of the year.” he says with a grin as he worked the steering wheel.
“You’re crazy, Edward.” you comments as you put your hands to the vents that blew out hot air.
“I know.” you heard him say.
People stared as you got out of the car. You didn’t know why. Your stomach was full from the breakfast that was in fact paid for by Alice. You had to fight with her to not be so sharing but she prevailed, saying she was keeping her promise.
“Uh.. Why are people staring?” you whispered to Edward as he walked close to you. Jasper had his arm around Alice.
“They just want to know how and why you’re around us.” he says with a lax expression.
Walking through the metal detectors and picking your bag back up.
“How do you know?” you ask.
“We stay to ourselves. Never felt the need to make new friends.” he explains as Jasper and Alice waved goodbye to you both.
After waving, you turn your head as you walk, “So, I’m the chosen one?” you say with a joking tone.
“That’s..One way to put it.” he says.
“So, answer their question. Why me?” you ask as you stop at your locker, placing your wet coat inside.
He leans next to the locker that’s beside you, “You don’t want friends?”
“Whatever.” you say with a light laugh, “If I don’t recall, you talked to me first.”
“I did?” he asks but you knew that he knew.
You shoot him a look.
“I still want to hear you play. It’s been more than a week.” he says.
With a slight smile as you look ahead of you as you walk, “You’ve been keeping count?”
“Call me excited. I want to see what you got.”
“Cool, I’ll send you a video when I get the chance.” you say and try to go into the classroom but a hand gently grasp your sweater covered arm. You look to him.
“In person.”
“Oh….Okay.” you say and you hesitantly walk in your classroom.
Your mind was on the thought of playing piano in front of Edward. You wondered how. Would he come over to your house? Would you go over his house? You immediately shook the thought out of your head. He already told you that him and his siblings really don’t bring people around them. But, you couldn’t help but wonder in your brain, “I wonder what made me the exception?”
“Y/N?”
You snap out of your thoughts. You clear your throat as the teacher and classroom was silent, waiting for your answer.
You look down on your worksheet and speak out an answer.
“Very good.” the teacher says and moves on.
Your class took notes in science, it didn’t help that you could see Edward from across the room. You didn’t know how it was possible for one to be so non sociable.
You sat sideways on the comfy library chair. It was in the back, the history section.
“Wait…You said you had two sisters. Who’s the brunette?” you ask in a bored tone, fidgeting idly with the book on one of the shelves.
“Bella Swan. She’s not related to us.”
“Oh. Your friend.”
Chuckling as he looked at his hands, “She’s not my friend.”
You look about. He watches you.
You sit up straighter, feeling slightly nervous under his gaze, “Something’s fishy.”
“What do you mean?” he asks in a stoic tone.
“Are you….” you sigh. He’s patient. You look down before looking up, “Are you and your siblings like….Blood related?”
He opens his mouth but you speak, “Sorry. That was rude. Damn.” you say.
“We are not.”
“Okay.”
“Don’t you want to ask something else?”
“Is it obvious?” you ask and he nods.
“Well….” you say and look at him in the eye before looking at his fabric covered chest, “Are you all…Adopted?”
“Yes.”
You look at him.
“So….” you sigh and shake your head and he asks, “What?”
You sigh a bit before giving him a nervous smile, “I see how Alice and Jasper act towards….Each other…I’m not judging but…”
“Yes. They’re dating.”
“Oh.” you say as you swallow and grab a book off of instinct.
“Are you weirded out?” he asks. He didn’t seem uncomfortable. He simply asked.
You open and close it as you look down. “Yeah.”
“Many are.”
“Like I said, who am I to be someone’s judge?” you propose.
He doesn’t say anything after that.
At lunch, you chewed slowly. You looked up a couple of times at Jasper’s table. The blonde girl and the brawny boy who was their brother. They all three glanced your way and you felt small in a way. But, you look back to what the person next to you at the table was saying.
You wondered if the other brother played a sport, but he didn’t hang out with the guys who were on actual teams.
The history teacher turns on a movie and makes everyone write down answers for the worksheet.
You were thankful for the distraction.
Pulling your coat out, you hear your name.
You turn around, to find Edward standing there.
You look.
“Do you have any plans after school?”
You rack your brain, but it’s been such a relaxed day, that homework was done.
“Um…” you say and you immediately think of your keyboard that you left on your bed.
“Honestly I’m just trying to get home and relax.”
He blinked at your answer.
Alice then bounces in your view.
“Hey, you.” she says with a smile.
“Oh. Hey. Thanks so much for this morning. That really meant a lot.” you say.
She touched your arm with a grin.
“Come on, ride back with us.” she persuades.
“Oh…”
“We have a piano at our house.” she says.
“You did that on purpose.” you say with a small laugh as you close your locker and start to walk.
“What?” she asks.
“I wanted to go home and relax and here you are bribing me once again.” you say.
At your side, “Carlisle says that your wrists are way better.” Alice chirped.
“Who’s that?” you ask dripping in confusion.
“Sorry..Our father.”
You never thought to call your parent by their first name like that. But you still didn’t judge.
“Oh. Yeah. I’m just using my keyboard for right now.” you say as you walk out the school doors.
“Well.. Our piano is huge. You should see it. Maybe play for us.” she says as you walk down the school stairs.
“Hmm…” you say with dramatic sarcasm.
“Please?” she dragged on.
“You guys act like I’m a special composer or something.” you say as you look at both Alice and Edward.
“We’re parked over here.” Alice grabs your hand.
On a doctor’s salary, there was just no way. You subtly peered around the home.
The parents. They looked so vibrant. So youthful. Dr. Cullen almost shined as he stood next to his smiling wife.
“Hi, Dr. Cullen.” you say.
Esme was the mother’s name.
“I like your name.” you compliment. She seemed touched and complimented yours back.
“Carlisle is okay. I already know who you are Y/N.” he says in a friendly tone.
Shrugging your coat off, it’s taken out of your hands as Edward placed a hand on your shoulder.
You saw it. You silently let your jaw drop. You walk out from under Edward’s hand.
It sat tall and strong. It was grand. It was shiny as if it was newly purchased. You thought you were dreaming. You could almost hear it whispering your name.
“Oh my gosh.” you whisper.
“What is it?” You hear Esme ask.
“This piano….Do you mind if I-“
“Of course. Yes. Please do.” she says, almost excited as you.
You sit at the bench.
Edward was immediately near you and if you weren’t so distracted, you would’ve wondered how he had gotten there so fast.
With a smile that made your cheeks sore, your fingers pressed down on the keys with precision. Your foot tapped the pedal as music filled the living room. You stop your tiny concert short as you felt that you were overstaying your company.
“Why did you stop?” you collectively heard.
“Sorry..I didn’t know..” you say and you rise from the bench, feeling a bit sheepish from the attention.
The blonde that had her arms crossed looked at the area you were in, with slight interest. She reminded you of an ice queen.
“So. Whats the new rank?” the boy who was brawny spoke up. His voice was deep and displayed a smirk.
The blonde taps the back of her hand onto his chest with a clenched jaw. He looked at her with slight apologetics.
Edward chuckled next to you.
Emmett.
You knew off of the top, he knew how to liven up a room.
“Rank of what?” you ask.
“Nothing. Ignore him.” the blonde says snappily.
Rosalie.
Emmett and Rosalie reminded you of Jasper and Alice in a way. You didn’t want to ask questions, but you couldn’t stop the questions from coming inside of your brain.
“You’re talented.” Esme says to you without drawing attention.
You show sincere appreciation.
You held and read his music sheets as you sat on his couch. His room was spacious. He invited you up as he could tell you weren’t going to touch the piano anymore.
Edward let you take the lead in the conversation. Allowing you to talk about yourself and what you want to do passionately.
“A competition?” he asks with interest. You only nod as you sat his sheets down.
“So. When am I going to see you play?” you ask.
He doesn’t say anything for a moment before peering at the floor for a moment.
“Soon.”
“I’m keeping you to your word.” you say.
“Please do.”
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heavenlytouches · 3 months ago
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Can I request Edward's mate adopting a little baby boy? She knew the mother who passed in childbirth and didn't have any family. I could see the ladies of the Cullen clan just jumping into Grammy/auntie mode. 😍😭 Please and thank you!!!
Hello dear! Thank you so so much for a request! Also I apologise for not being active, college will kill me sooner or later TwT but let's get writing ^^
El <3
Edward Cullen- baby fever
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FEM reader
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TW- none
Edward's mate adopts a baby
MOTHER! reader
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Edward Cullen
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You had always thought that love took on many forms, but nothing prepared you for the tidal wave of emotion when you cradled the tiny bundle in your arms.
The sweet little boy, barely a year old, was soft and warm, his small fingers curling around yours. The moment you spotted him at the adoption agency, tears of joy had filled your eyes. Perhaps it was fate that had led you to this child- one born of heartbreak, yet bestowed upon you as a radiant possibility for love.
When you informed Edward of your decision to adopt, his golden eyes lit up with a mixture of surprise and delight.
Edward Cullen, the gentle vampire, had always shared his heart with you, and in that warm kitchen under the soft glow of the pendant light, he enveloped you in his embrace.
“You’re going to be the best momma.”
He whispered, his voice a melodious sound that wrapped around you like a soft blanket. How could you not fall deeper in love with him in that moment?
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As you settled into the rhythm of motherhood, it became evident that you weren’t the only one enchanted by the baby’s presence. Alice, Rosalie, and Esme, the beautiful members of the Cullen clan, transformed into the most loving aunties one could possibly imagine. It was a surreal sight, witnessing the three graceful vampires practically bounce with delight as they shared their excitement over the newest addition to the family.
“Can we pick a name? I want to help!”
Alice chirped one afternoon, her eyes sparkling like sunlit diamonds. Her childish enthusiasm added a sprinkle of magic to the cushiony living room filled with laughter and warmth.
You smiled at her.
“I was thinking about calling him Jacob. It was his mother’s father’s name.”
You could see a fleeting shadow cross Edward’s face, but as ever, he quickly masked it with a tender smile.
Alice squealed.
“I love it! Jacob, little Jake! So cute!”
She began bouncing around the room, her excitement infectious, and before you knew it, she was pulling you along to the grand piano in the corner, attempting to come up with a sweet melody to welcome the baby officially.
Rosalie had an uncanny ability to go all-in on anything related to kids, despite her elegance. She grinned ear to ear as she conjured up images of little Jake and her in a garden of flowers, where she would play princess with him.
“Oh, I can’t wait to make you a little prince for all those tea parties, Jake! You will love pink lemonade!”
Rosalie declared, her soft laughter echoing off the walls.
Esme, the nurturing matriarch, offered you a warm cup of tea while knitting a tiny blue sweater for Jacob.
“You know, dear,”
She said, her voice soft and kind,
“being a mom is about finding the beauty in every little moment. Cherish every giggle, every tear. You’ll be incredible- just like Edward.”
You turned to Edward, who was sitting on the couch, watching the lively scene unfold around you with that tender smile you adored. He was so sweet, so patient, sometimes you almost forgot he could do more than love; he could express his love in countless ways.
The way he looked at you, love shining in his eyes, reassured you that Jacob would grow up in the warmest environment, surrounded by family.
That evening, with twilight wrapping the Forks sky in hues of blue and gray, you found yourself nestling on the couch, Jacob asleep on your lap, tiny breaths making you feel inexplicably whole. Edward perched beside you, radiating calm in the way only he could.
“Can you believe how much they all love him already?”
You whispered, running your fingers along Jacob’s soft hair.
Edward chuckled softly, his tone filled with a sweetness that made your heart swell.
“It’s hard not to love him. He’s part of us now. A little bundle of joy- and he brings out the best in everyone. Even Rosalie and Alice.”
You both shared a laugh, each recalling the beautiful chaos earlier, with Alice orchestrating a mini tea party while Rosalie insisted that they had to have princess crowns fairy lights and all.
“Let’s not forget Esme trying to convince me about baby food recipes,”
You countered, grinning at the memory.
Edward leaned closer, resting his chin on your shoulder.
“It was charming watching them all jump into granny and auntie mode. It’s like they’ve been waiting to spoil him their whole lives.”
You sighed contentedly, comfortably wrapped in the warmth of family, in Edward’s affection, and in the profound joy that Jacob had brought into your lives.
As the moonlight spilled into the room, creating a gossamer glow, Edward turned to you, his expression earnest.
“You know, there’s something magical about this. Bringing Jacob into our lives, it’s not just parenting; it’s creating a story together. A beautiful tapestry interwoven with love.”
You looked deeply into his golden eyes, feeling every pulse of love between you two.
“And I couldn’t imagine sharing this journey with anyone but you,”
You replied, your heart swelling with emotion.
Just then, Jacob stirred in his sleep, lifting one tiny hand toward Edward, who instinctively caught it in his fingers. The irony was not lost on you; a vampire, capable of extraordinary things, captivated by the simplest yet most profound gestures.
In that moment, you knew- love had taken root in the most unexpected places, and together, your little family was bound to grow, not just in number but in an unbreakable bond. No matter the challenges, you would face them together, and every heartbeat, every giggle from your son would echo through the years as a reminder of the purest form of love you had created.
As the night stretched on, you felt something extraordinary- love brimming in your heart, like soft laughter floating through the twilight air, uniting Edward, Jacob, and you in a world that felt just right.
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I'm so so sorry but I had to name him Jacob xD
Don’t forget, requests are always open and I can write for any character you’d like!
I love you guys so much <33
El <3
(all images were made by: El via canva & paint)
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littlespace-imagines · 10 months ago
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Hewo could you write a little Fem!Reader and Caregiver!Edward and Jasper from Twilight, including a paci and a blue teddy?
Prompt: Reader regresses while in class, her caregiver Edward and his "brother" Jasper takes her to the meadow to relax and look at the flowers.
CG!Jasper x Little!Fem!reader x CG!Edward
Contains: fluff, Jasper and Edward using their powers on reader, very short, small blurb, cg/l dynamics, littlespace.
**Ageregression and littlespace will not be sexualized on this blog**
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You sat in class, today had been extremely stressful and you were doing your best to stay in your big headspace, ignoring the feeling of your little side wanting you to slip. You could feel Edward’s gaze on you already and it took only seconds for the bell to ring and him to already have a cool hand on your arm.
“You know fighting it will just make it worse.” He says, his honey-smooth voice just loud enough for only your ears, you try to shrug it off but before you can you’re already being led by Edward with a firm hand on your lower back, towards Jasper who was casually leaning on the wall outside the room. Him and Edward sharing glances before he gives a soft smile and you feel Jasper push his way into your psyche, your resolve against slipping disappearing as the two vampires lead you towards the woods you frequented so often.
You allowed Jasper to carry you, enjoying his strong grip as Edward lead the way, clearing any low hanging branches or high grasses until you arrived to the meadow. Jasper sat with you perched in his lap safely as Edward set out pulling out things from your emergency little bag they kept, before long you were contently sucking on a paci as they watched you pick flowers.
“That bouquet looks beautiful, Princess, amazing job.” Jasper said, his fingers brushing through your hair softly as you smile up at him.
“(Reader), look what I found.” Edward’s voice cut through the silence as he held up your favorite blue bear, you felt a smile creep across your cheeks as he handed you your bear before setting up your lunch, deciding this would be a nice time for a picnic with the cutest baby ever.
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volturissideslut · 5 months ago
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𝕰𝖉𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝕮𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓
Number 13 🎉
“I’m getting older you know” you sigh, looking at the floor of his bedroom. “If I'm going to live my life as a human I want to have the full lot. Husband, house, kids.That’s not something I can do with you. You can’t have it both ways Edward, I want you to turn me but- but if you don’t I cant live my human life with you”
“What is it that you want me to say? I love you, but I cannot destroy your soul.” his hand clings to his hair, a gentle pain that grounds him to the situation.
“I’m not asking you to destroy my soul, I’m asking you to be all in or all out. I can’t be with someone who has their foot half out the door from the get-go. Do you want me, or do you not?” a tone or seriousness takes over the room, and you’re sure that the vampires eavesdropping downstairs are silent in anticipation.
“Of course I want you! But it’s not that easy. I can’t kill you, destroy you. It’s not worth-” he’s exasperated at this point, but so are you.
“Am I not worth it?” you interrupt. This conversation could go one of two ways, either the two of you part ways and he lives his eternity whilst you move on, or he turns you and you share that eternity together.
“Of course you're worth it” his eyes snap up to you, akin to someone who had been slapped. He straightens up and you can see the cogs turning in his head. Had his last play fight with Emmett finally knocked some sense into him? “If I have to choose between you and nothingness of course I chose you, but I don’t want  you to regret it a century down the line when everyone you’ve ever known is dead and you can’t enjoy the little things in life like a good meal or or-” you can see how worked up he’s visibly getting, pacing around his bedroom as a million scenarios enter his mind. 
“Edward that is my choice and that is for me to live with, not for you to worry about. The question was simple, do you want me or do you not?”
“Of course I want you” he stills, and you take his face into your hands.
“Turn me and i’m all yours”
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cece693 · 9 days ago
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I Don't Need A Gentleman
pairing: edward cullen x gender neutral reader tags: edward is old fashioned and kinda a prude, the reader is not, reader doesn't want vanilla sex anymore, alice and rosalie are cool sister in laws
You lounge on the massive, cream-colored couch in the Cullens’ living room, scrolling absentmindedly through your phone as Alice and Rosalie flip through a stack of fashion magazines. It’s one of those rare, lazy evenings—no imminent threats, no pressing vampire drama—just the family scattered around the house doing their own thing. Alice bumps your foot with hers. “You’re weirdly quiet today. Seriously, what’s up?”
You look up, tapping the phone against your knee. “It’s kind of about Edward.”
Rosalie arches a perfectly groomed brow. “What did our golden boy do now?”
Your cheeks—if they still could—might blush. “He didn’t really do anything wrong, exactly. It’s just…” You pause, gathering your thoughts. Even though you’ve been married to Edward for a while, it can still be tough to put some things into words. “He’s super considerate, and I adore that about him. But sometimes—okay, a lot of times—I just wish he’d show a little more…passion? Fire?”
Alice makes a sympathetic face, setting her magazine aside. “He can be a bit old-school, yeah. He has that ‘eternally seventeen’ gentleman thing down to a T.”
“Tell me about it,” you huff. “I’m a vampire, too! I mean, I’m not exactly made of glass. But he keeps treating me like I’m this delicate flower that might crumble if the wind blows too hard. I swear, sometimes our kisses feel like little pecks—like he’s worried I’ll spontaneously combust if he lingers longer than three seconds.”
Rosalie leans back, crossing her arms. “Look, Edward’s always been overly cautious. It’s one of his most annoying…okay, fine, endearing qualities. But you can’t blame him for wanting to protect you. He’s basically built that way.”
You sit up straighter, pushing your hair out of your face. “Totally. I get it. I love how he’s protective, and, well, a total gentleman. But I need more of that oomph. Y’know, that feeling where you just can’t keep your hands off each other.”
Alice snorts a laugh. “I never thought I’d hear you say ‘oomph.’ You should definitely say that to Edward’s face. He’d probably blush so hard, if vampires could blush.”
“Yeah, yeah,” you say, rolling your eyes playfully. “But how do I bring it up without hurting his feelings? He’s so sensitive. The moment he thinks he’s made me even slightly uncomfortable, he clams up.”
Rosalie sets the magazine aside with a little thump. “You’re married. He can handle the conversation. Trust me, you should be honest about it. Being in love for, what, decades? That means talking about the hard stuff, or the passionate stuff.” She smirks at that last part.
Alice nods enthusiastically, tucking her legs up beneath her. “The best way is just to be straightforward. Tell him how you feel without making it sound like he’s doing something wrong. Emphasize that you love his old-fashioned side—it’s part of why you married him, right? But also make it crystal clear that you want him to dial up the heat. You’re a vampire, for crying out loud, not some breakable human.”
You exhale, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. “You guys are right. I’m probably overthinking it. I’m worried he’ll take it the wrong way, but I can’t just keep ignoring how frustrated I am.”
“Exactly.” Alice taps your knee again. “He’ll listen, especially if you remind him that you still love all the things that make him Edward. He just needs to hear that you want him to trust your strength, too.”
Rosalie stands, stretching with the fluidity of a cat. “And if that doesn’t work, just throw him up against a wall somewhere. That’ll get the point across.”
Alice gasps in mock horror. “Rosalie Hale! That’s your brother you’re talking about.”
She smirks. “Hey, I’m just saying, sometimes subtlety isn’t the answer.”
You laugh, shaking your head. “Let me try talking first before I start tossing him around.”
Alice and Rosalie share amused glances as you stand, giving a quick wave. “Thanks for the advice, seriously.”
“Anytime,” Alice sings out.
“Go get ’em,” Rosalie adds, winking.
You head up the stairs to find Edward, heart fluttering in that familiar way only he can cause, despite both of you being, well, undead. He’s in his usual spot in the family’s library, flipping through a thick novel—something old and fancy, undoubtedly. The moment he senses you, he glances up with a small smile, eyes full of that unwavering devotion.
“Hey,” you say, crossing the room until you’re close enough to rest a hand on his shoulder. “Got a minute to talk?”
“Of course,” Edward responds softly, setting the book aside. He tilts his head, concern flickering in those golden eyes. “Is everything all right?”
“It is,” you reassure him, settling in beside him on the velvet couch. You can still hear Alice’s and Rosalie’s voices drifting faintly from downstairs, but you focus on Edward. “I just wanted to share something that’s been on my mind, and it’s really important to me.”
He nods earnestly. “You know you can tell me anything.”
Taking a breath, you gently place your hand over his. “So, we’ve been together for a long time. We’re married, and I’m a vampire—just like you, right? But sometimes I feel like you’re handling me with kid gloves. I love your gentlemanly side, and I’d never want you to completely lose that. But I want us to be able to express our love passionately, without you worrying so much that I’ll break.”
Edward’s gaze drops to your entwined hands. “I—I see,” he says quietly. “I never meant to make you feel like you weren’t my equal. It’s just…I can’t shake the habit of worrying you might be hurt or regret something if I let go too much. Even though you’re stronger than any human I once knew, it’s hard to override decades of caution.”
Leaning in, you brush a gentle kiss against his cheek. “I know. And I respect how deeply you care. But hey, my strength is legit.” You grin, flexing half-jokingly. “I promise, I can handle more. And if something’s too much, I’ll tell you.”
Edward’s lips curve into a small smile. “Thank you for being honest with me. I guess I needed a reminder that I’m not the only one in this relationship who has a say—especially when it comes to showing affection.”
Your heart (metaphorically) flutters at the genuine warmth in his voice. “Exactly. I love being with you, and I don’t want you to hold back. We can figure out the balance, you know, do the old-fashioned courting stuff, but also, I don’t know…maybe occasionally break the furniture?”
His eyes widen for half a second in surprise, then he laughs, the sound soft and musical. “I’ll keep that in mind,” he teases, sliding a hand around your waist to pull you closer. This time, when you tilt your head up for a kiss, you feel him lean in just a bit more—a tiny, tangible shift. His lips linger, his cool hand splaying across your back. The moment stretches on until you both draw away, contented smiles on your faces.
“That,” you whisper, thumb brushing against his jaw, “was exactly what I’ve been missing.”
Edward’s eyes shine with affection. “Then I’ll make sure you never miss it again.”
Downstairs, you can practically hear Alice’s “Yes!” whispered under her breath, and you know Rosalie is grinning in that smug way that says, “Told you so.” It makes you laugh softly. But that’s the beauty of this big, unconventional vampire family.
Edward gently presses his forehead against yours. Neither of you needs to breathe, but the moment feels like a breath of fresh air anyway. Old-fashioned or not, he’s all yours—and he’s finally letting you show him that you’re every bit the strong partner he deserves. And judging by the heat in his eyes, this is just the beginning.
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❝HUSBAND❞
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✭ PAIRING : Edward Cullen x Reader
✭ FANDOM : Twilight
✭ SUMMARY : When Edward proposed to Bella he expected her to accept after all they were mates? Right? Wrong! Bella rejected edwards proposal breaking his undead heart in the process, not being able to withstand the aftermath Edward leaves home; only to return 2 years later but this time he’s married?!
✭ AUTHORS NOTE : I already know there is a story on here called the same story with the same cover (on quotev at least) mines had been edited to a clearer form, (again on quotev) that was my old account, (marveluserlovesmarbel again on quotev was my old and very first account) one of my first actually. If I can remember the login information from it I’d log back in and post my stories from their over here but for now enjoy the remake of said story :)
✭ QUOTEV VERSION
✭ HUSBAND MASTERLIST
✭ CHAPTER THREE : The Storm
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Tension filled the air as Bella confronted the newfound presence of (Y/n) in Edward's life. She blinked in disbelief, her voice quivering as she stammered, "My love? Since when did this happen?"
Edward, sensing the impending storm, attempted to walk away with (Y/n) and even gestured for her to go inside. But (Y/n) was resolute and didn't budge. She glared at Bella, her voice dripping with ice, as she asked, "Who are you?"
Bella retorted, her tone growing defensive, "I'm Edward's girlfriend, and who are you?"
(Y/n) didn't waste a moment, showing off her ring with a fiery glare. "I'm his wife."
Bella's eyes widened in shock at the revelation. The words hung heavily in the air, and she was momentarily at a loss for words. She looked to Edward for help, but he maintained a blank expression.
Sensing Bella's vulnerability, (Y/n) couldn't contain her anger any longer. She stepped forward, poking Bella's chest with each word, her voice seething with righteous fury. "You've got some nerve showing your face around here. You made your grave; now lay in it."
Without waiting for a response, (Y/n) turned away from Bella and walked over to her husband, Edward. She looked deep into his eyes, her love and passion evident, and then, she pulled him into a long, passionate kiss. It was a declaration of their bond and a clear message to Bella that she was no longer a part of Edward's life. Bella watched them with a mixture of jealousy and regret, realizing that she had lost Edward. But she wasn’t one to give up easily. With a huff she yanks over her car door looking back at the couple, “I’ll be back later Edward,” and with a slam of the door she pulls out of the Cullen’s drive way.
Emmett the ever so innocent “viewer” in all this snorts, “Women am I right?!”
Inside the house, (Y/n) had stormed in, seething with anger and frustration. She couldn't believe that Bella had shown up and disrupted the peace she and Edward had found together. She muttered to herself, unaware of the growing intensity of her emotions.
"How could that wench come here and think all would be fine and dandy?" (Y/n) ranted, her voice filled with exasperation.
Unbeknownst to her, the lights in the house began to flicker erratically. The others in the room exchanged puzzled glances, noticing the unusual phenomenon. Emmett, always one to comment on such things, blurted out, "Yo, what's up with the lights?"
Edward, realizing that it was (Y/n)'s powers reacting to her emotional turmoil, excused himself and made his way to where she was venting her frustrations. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and whispered soothing words, "Love, it's going to be okay. Please, try to calm down. Your powers are reacting to your emotions."
(Y/n) took a deep breath, her anger gradually subsiding as she focused on Edward's calming presence. The lights in the house gradually steadied, no longer flickering. She turned to him, her eyes filled with remorse for causing such a disturbance.
Edward reassured her, "It's alright, my love. We'll figure this out together. Bella is no longer a part of my life, and you are the one I choose to be with. I love you."
(Y/n) nodded, her anger giving way to a sense of relief and the warmth of Edward's love. They held each other close, finding solace in their bond, and slowly the tension in the house began to dissipate.
As Edward held (Y/n) close against his chest, her anger continued to simmer. She mumbled softly, her voice filled with frustration, "I just don't like it. How can she come back here thinking she would be welcomed with open arms? After hurting you? After unknowingly hurting your family?"
Edward kissed her forehead gently, trying to offer reassurance. "It's okay, my love. We'll work through this."
But (Y/n) couldn't contain her anger any longer. Her emotions surged, and as she shouted in frustration, a light bulb above them suddenly burst, scattering glass fragments on the floor.
Startled by the sudden noise, Alice, who had been observing the situation from the doorway, took a step back. She glanced at the shattered light bulb and then at the two of them, her eyes wide with surprise. With an uncertain smile, she said, "I'll just come back later," and quickly walked away, leaving Edward and (Y/n) alone to deal with the aftermath of this emotional exchange.
As (Y/n) pulled back from their embrace, her guilt about scaring Alice was evident in her eyes. She whispered, "Oh no, I scared Alice. I have to go apologize."
Edward gently placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her. "No, what you need to do is calm down, love. Alice will be fine. She's a vampire, remember?"
(Y/n) wasn't easily consoled. She replied, "That doesn't mean I didn't frighten her, supernatural being or not."
Edward couldn't help but chuckle, his laughter resonating in the room. "That's what I love about you, my dear."
(Y/n) playfully smacked his shoulder, her worry still evident. "This isn't a laughing matter, Edward. I used my powers unconsciously, and look, I even broke that poor, innocent light bulb."
Edward continued to chuckle, the sound of his laughter filling the room. "You're right, love, but it's just a light bulb. We can replace it. Besides, I’m sure Alice will understand.”
(Y/n) sighed, unable to resist a smile at her husband's laughter and reassurance. She realized that even in moments of turmoil, his presence had a way of calming her, and she felt grateful for the love they shared.
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