#Rosalie fluff

[heejayy]

Rosalie O. || I’ve got my eyes on you

Warning • one sided love?, mentions same sex relationship as taboo (nun homophobic ion do that shit)

Genre • lil angst, fluff at the end

Pairing • Rosalie x black fem! reader

A/n: it’s 4 in the morning don’t mind my mistakes 🙃 but I put my heart and soul into this one…it’s kinda short tho but leave me alone 😭😭

You've had your eye on her since you first set foot on this boat. She is stunning, from the way her eyes twinkle with confidence, to how her skin glows in the sun or moonlight, to even the way she carries herself. She is self-assured, knows her worth, and isn't afraid to put others in their place. You found it insanely attractive, but you couldn't act on your feelings because being in a romantic relationship of the same gender is extremely taboo, so you buried your sinful thoughts away for only you to know.

"My Rosalie, you're amazing on the piano, isn't she y/n?" Linnet smiled as she admired her friend's talent on the piano. You blinked out of your trance, nodding.

“Oh yeah she’s very skilled, such lovely talent.”

Rosalie bowed her head and thanked you, and you smiled and walked away, trying not to stare too long.

You found yourself walking towards the deck, where you sipped champagne while staring at the night sky. The stars were beautiful tonight, and the Nile glistened just right in the moonlight; you wish you had someone to share this moment with, but the type of love you desire is forbidden in the eyes of others.

"May I join you, Ms. y/n?" You turn around to see Rosalie, the woman whom you adore.

“Oh Mrs. Otterbourne, of course you can join me” you welcomed her a little too eagerly.

“It’s Ms by the way I’m unmarried” she corrected and you nodded.

"Right my apologies," you said, she gave you a small smile understanding your mistake. You watched her as she leaned against the railing, the wind blowing through her light curls; her beauty was breathtaking, her skin soft and dewy, as if she had been blessed by Aphrodite herself. Your gaze was drawn lower as you examined her attire, which ranged from Coco Chanel to Madeleine Vionnet, it was very rare for people of color to have such money to buy luxurious clothing but she could.

“She’s looks beautiful in blue.”

“Excuse me?” You jolt from hearing her voice, “I- um” my god y/n can you be any more dense, you internally curse at yourself.

“Rosalie, y/n come join the festivities!” you were saved by a drunk Simon bursting through the doors trying to reel you back into the party, but you couldn’t go back and party not after almost accidentally revealing your feelings to your crush who happens to be another woman.

"No thank you, I'm a little tired, I think I'll go get some rest, goodnight to both of you," you said as you walked up the stairs towards your room.

While closing the door you let out a breath of air you didn’t realizing you were holding. You made your way to the bathroom wanting to wash off the embarrassment you were feeling, while in the shower all you could of was her and it was frustrating.

You tried to distract yourself by thinking about tomorrow's activities, they said everyone was going to see an ancient tomb, that should be fun you thought. You were rubbing in your moisturizer when you heard a light knock on your door. You weren't in the mood to open it, and you also didn't feel like talking to anyone so you ignored it.

“It’s me Rosalie, do you mind letting me in? I know you’re awake because your light is still on.” You gasped jumping up from your seat snatching your robe off the bed quickly putting it on.

“May I help you?” You ask politely.

“You know I’m not stupid and I don’t like bein’ played for a fool” she snickered walking pass you entering your room.

“Whatever do you mean Ms. Otter- um I mean Rosalie?” You questioned tying your robe tighter around you. She took a seat on your bed crossing her legs “I mean you y/n, don’t think I don’t notice those longing stares, the way you blush when I complement your blouse or perfume, the way you-“

“Please stop! I'm sorry, okay?" you say, flustered, “I'm going to stop everything; I'm not going to look at you, talk to you, or even breathe in your direction. I know you're probably disgusted with me for having feelings for a woman, and I know it's not right," you hung your head in shame, refusing to make eye contact with her, you can't believe she found out you didn't think you were that obvious. You sat down on the vanity seat, feeling nauseous.

“You’re absolutely right it is seen as wrong but I never said I cared” your head shot up in confusion to see her wearing a flirtatious smirk “I’m sorry if my advances seemed a little- what’s the word…vague? But I am also interested in you. So no need to go boo-hooin’ and apologizin’ darlin ” you couldn’t believe your ears, Rosalie was into you?

“Why didn’t you say anything before?”

“Well I found it amusing seeing you squirm but it was becoming a little too obvious so I came here tonight to tell you I feel the same way.”

To say you were elated was a complete understatement, the most beautiful woman you’ve met like you back. Unable to contain your excitement you let out a little giggle, Rosalie noticed and smiled, you got up and went to join her on the bed.

"So what now?" When you ask, she takes your hands in hers and places them in her lap.

She smiled at you with sincerity. "I am not ashamed in who I am but I’m also not dumb either we'll be known as friends to others, but to us it'll be much more" she rubbed your knuckles with her thumb while staring at you in awe "Well I should be off to my room now it's pretty late and don’t wanna raise questions" you frowned not wanting to see her go but knowing you'd see her tomorrow brought you joy.

"Night y/n and don’t forget I’ve got my eye on you.”

"Good night Rosalie," you smiled as she kissed your cheek and exited your room, and you watched her walk down to her room before returning to yours.

"Wow, what a night."

Taglist 💌: @abenomeiiii, @lustfulbarbie, @locoforshuri

[sivyera]

TWILIGHT characters as love tropes

ft. carlise, esme, emmet, rosalie, edward, jasper, alice, jacob, seth, leah, paul, charlie, bella

a/n: with songs to each character

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⤷ Carlisle Cullen - rich love

Carlisle is a very rich man which means he will spoil you a lot. Not only with expensive gifts but also with a lot of attention and affection.

Every time when he gets home from work, he welcomes you with a kiss and warm hug.

When he has a day off, he will cook with you (even tho he cannot eat it, it's just about the time he can spend with you) or you will lay on his lap with his hand stroking your hair and book in his other hand, reading to you.

Every Friday he will take you to a fancy restaurant and than for a slow walk around the nearest park.

On your birthday or on International Women's Day (or any other 'special' day) he will spoil you even more than on normal days. Expensive jewelry, perfumes, clothes, shoes,...

He will bring you flowers at least once every two weeks. And every July he will take you on vacation and you can choose where.

Lolita - Lana Del Rey

⤷ Esme Cullen - falling in love fast

Esme is such a kind soul so it's no surprise that you two fell in love with each other fast.

She will take you on a date every Saturday. Mostly coffee dates are her favourite. The two of you can talk for hours while drinking delicious coffee.

She will also enjoy baking with you (even tho she cannot eat/taste them)

She has many polaroids with you on them or with the both of you on them and has them hang in her closet or the small table beside her bed.

She loves when you paint her nails and massage her legs and she will always return the favor.

She loves sunny days but because she's a vampire and her skin sparkle on the sun, she cannot go out where people can see her, BUT she can go somewhere private like meadow or forest where you two can be alone and on the sun!

Sofia - Clairo

⤷ Emmett Cullen - he fell first and harder

Emmett was absolutely over the moon when you two started dating, because he knew from the start that you two are just meant to be.

He loves, loves, LOVES when you sit on his lap. He doesn't care if you are stroking his hair or doing make-up on him, he just want you in his lap, so he can embrace you with his big arms and muscular body.

He'll dance goofily around the bedroom with you to some catchy hip-hop songs he has found.

He loves cuddling with you especially when he can be the big spoon, because he likes how tiny you're compared to him.

Matching pyjamas and make polaroids in those pyjamas, which happens to be one of his favourite memory and polaroids.

He doesn't really like reading books but he always wants you to read to him, because he loves your voice.

She's Kinda Hot - 5 Seconds of Summer

⤷ Rosalie Cullen/Hale - you fell first but she fell harder

Rosalie has trust issues and trauma because of her past so she wouldn't fall in love easily nor fast, but trust me when she does fall in love; she loves hard.

She loves having spa day with you which includes face masks, painting nails, shared warm bath and much more.

She will take you to the mail shopping almost every day and will buy you everything you look at.

She doesn't like much PDA but she will hold your hand in public but if she gets jealous, she will show the person she's jealous off who you belong to.

She doesn't show it to others just you, but she loves cuddles. She loves when you lay next to her, face to face so she can see your beautiful face.

She's also very protective over you, so if any guy or a girl makes you feel uncomfortable (or unsafe), tell her and she will make sure they won't approach you ever again.

Prey - The Neighbourhood

⤷ Edward Cullen - first and only love

Edward waited so many years for you, but it was worth it because he finally got you.

He loves when you kiss his forehead even tho he has to lean down because of your height difference, it makes him feel safe. Still his favourite place to kiss you is on your lips.

Edward will write poets for you and about you on small piece of paper and then put them somewhere in your room where you will notice them like your closet or on your book, laptop, notebook, pillow,...and he will bring you your favorite flowers right after the previous ones he gave you have withered.

He will also write songs about you (or for you) and then play them to you on the piano. Which he absolutely loves because you sit right next to him and look at him with those beautiful eyes of yours full of love. Edward cannot read your mind but he can sure read your eyes, the small spark and the love in them when you look at him, he just loves it!

Loves cuddling with you, his favourite position is when you lay on his chest or when he's the big spoon, face to face or hugging you from behind.

He loves having deep talks with you and he'll tell you about his childhood or about the time he was born in.

Follow You - Imagine Dragons

⤷ Jasper Cullen/Hale - unconditional love

Jasper can be sometimes insecure just as much as Edward, they even have similar reasons... Jasper is afraid of him hurting you, he's afraid that he won't be able to control himself around you, but your words of affirmation and gently touch will calm him down.

Jasper doesn't talk much, he rather listens and he loves listens to you. It doesn't matter what you are talking about, he just loves your voice.

He will take you for a horse ride because he loved it back when he was a human and because he was a cowboy, but you two will have to share the horse because he wants your arms around him.

At first he was a bit scared of cuddling with you (again because of his control) but soon as your hand went to his hair, he melted. Both of you realized how touch starved he's so now cuddling is an everyday thing.

Jasper is a gentleman like Edward or Carlisle so he will also bring you flowers every even week.

He'll read to you to make you fall asleep, because his smooth voice is like a lullaby to you. But if Jasper feels that you are anxious, he will calm you down with his gift and than talk to you what made you anxious, eventually he will cuddle you.

R U Mine? - Artic Monkeys

⤷ Alice Cullen - any universe

Alice (because of her gift) always knew you were the one, her one and only true love. So when she first saw you, she couldn't help but babbling to her adoptive siblings all day how amazing you are and how she's already in love with you.

She'll go to the mail with you and make small fashion show with you in the cabins with all the cute outfits she found for you and you for her.

She's mostly the small spoon (sometimes she is the big spoon but depends on the situation) while cuddling because she loves when you hold her in your arms and stroke her back.

Outside, in front of other people, she will always hold your whole arm, not just palm.

If you have trouble falling asleep, she will gladly sing to you while stroking your hair.

She'll buy matching clothes, jewerly or nail polish, because she loves when you two match your outfits or other accesories.

i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red

⤷ Jacob Black - whatever it takes

Jacob is willing to do anything and everything for you, his imprint. He will kill for you, he will die for you, he will do just everything.

Jacob can be sometimes insecure because he isn't that rich like the Cullens and he thinks you deserve someone who will treat you like a queen, so once again he's willing to prove you that he's worthy of your love.

He'll make you a small wolf and your favourite flower out of wood and attached it into a bracelet, which he will eventually give you to your birthday.

He's also a big cuddle bug, because he's so warm will make you comfortable enough to fall asleep. He's most of the time the big spoon because he feels like he's protecting you but he doesn't mind to be the little spoon. Cuddling also leaves his scent on you so every vampire or shape-shifter (wolf) can smell who you belong to.

He'll take you on motorcycle rides. Also he will drop you at your school on his motorcycle and then he will pick you up. Also he'll let you ride on his back while he's in his wolf form.

Jacob doesn't like fancy restaurants, he prefers his or your bed with some snacks and movies, cuddling of course!

Galway Girl - Ed Sheeran

⤷  Seth Clearwater - love at first sight

Seth hoped that he will met his imprint someday and he heard from the others how amazing the feeling is to imprint on someone, but no one really prepared him to him because when he first saw you, your beauty hit him like a brick. And he finally understood the feeling because all he could see was you...

Seth will make sure you are always in a good mood with him, either he could tell you some stupid joke or cheesy pick-up line.

He maybe look like a cute baby but don't let his cute face fool you because he won't hesitate to kill for you, so it makes him really protective over you.

In his wolf form he's like a big puppy but only to you and he loves giving you piggy back rides in his wolf form.

Cuddling really depends on his mood; if he's in good mood he will be the little spoon with his head placed on your lap; if he's in a bad mood (mostly when he's jealous) he'll be the big spoon to show others that he can protect you.

He loves baking with you but he's clueless so he will just stand there and watch you or mix some ingredients, often sneaks up a kiss on the cheek while baking.

Dandelions - Ruth B.

⤷  Leah Clearwater - enemies to lovers

At first Leah hated the fact that she actually had a imprint, so she would try to stay away from you as much as possible and when she couldn't; she would have some nasty comments towards you, but it hurt her as hell when she saw how sad she made you or worst insecure.

She tried hard to stay away from you but she failed, miserably. She needed you, she needed to be with you, so she will explain everything to you same as she would apologize for her acting.

Very protective of you, anyone could just try and test her patience.

At first she wouldn't want you to be near her while she was in her wolf form because she was much bigger and stronger so she was afraid that she could hurt you, but she became a sucker for scratches behind her ear.

Seth will often tease his big sister because she's really soft when it comes to you, which makes Leah give Seth few playful slaps.

When it comes to cuddling, Leah is the big spoon because she has the urge to protect you and being the big spoon makes her feel like she's protecting you in you sleep.

Running With The Wolves - AURORA

⤷  Paul Lahote - rough love

With the term 'rough love' i mean that Paul is passionate lover and is willing to do anything for his imprint, you.

Paul isn't very patient when it comes to people but you are an exception. Still he's aggressive when someone push his buttons but you are always here to drag him away and calm him down.

Just a single touch and Paul's full attention is on you. Which brings me to the fact that he turns into a puppy when you touch him, your touch is just to comforting.

He's the big spoon because he feels like he protects you and it makes his scent stay on you.

He can get jealous very easily, he trusts you but he doesn't trusts the others and he doesn't want any boys or girls too close to his imprint.

Loves everything you cook or bake and will always eat everything.

Overprotective, if any vampire even dare to touch you, he'll kill him.

Little Freak - Harry Styles

⤷ Charlie Swan - old love

Charlie is old school but still a huge gentleman.

He will bring you flowers every time you had a bad day and some chocolates when you had a good day to make it even better.

He loves watching old movies or crime/detective movies with you, with his arm around your shoulder.

When he has day off, you two will go on a picnic date which always ends up with you laying on his chest while he's telling you some stories from work.

Every time you bring him a lunch into his police office, he will welcome you with a warm, thankful smile and thank you with a kiss on your cheek.

He will protect you even more than before, when he finds out that there are vampires and werewolfs (shape-shifters).

Burning Love - Elvis Presley

⤷  Bella Swan - teenage love

Bella will be awkward and nervous when she first spoke to you, because you were just too beautiful to be real. But to her surprise she made you fall in love with her which made her so, so happy.

First attempts of trying to cuddle with her or just show her simple romantic affection were awkward because she was just to nervous, eventually she will warm up and feel more comfortable.

She find our that you touch calms her anxiety and nervousness so whenever she's nervous or anxious she will just hold your hand and squeeze it gently.

Charlie was very happy that his daughter found someone like you, which made Bella even more happy when she saw how you, the love of her life and her father get along.

Often having sleepovers at her house when Charlie has night shifts, which always leads to matching face masks and cuddles.

Kisses on the cheek are her favourite, because she can easily turn and give you small peck on your cheek and visa versa.

Electric Love - BØRNS 

[lunajay33]

Waiting🖤

Summary: After decades of being alone without a love of his own he finally finds her in a gloomy town of forks, his brother Edward isn’t the only lucky one

Pairing: Emmett Cullen x f! Swan reader

Warning: angsty, fluffy sunshine Emmett

•Masterlist•

I never thought much about the future until suddenly the friends I adored most started relationships and left me in the past as if our friendship never even mattered, like their boyfriend was the most important thing

My sister and I use to be close as kids but when she moved away with our mom and rarely visited me and dad, who she regularly called Charlie, we grew apart leaving me feeling like I lost all my friends and my sister, after a while I grew depressed and I never wanted to leave the house, dad grew concerned and after many absent calls from school he allowed me to start home schooling myself and my grades have never been better

Most nights it was just me and Charlie some days I’d get the courage to go down to the reserve hang out on the beach with Leah, Seth and Jake, sometimes I’d go for hikes in the forest behind the house just to clear my head, but other than that I’d stay in my room listening to music, reading the books dad would bring home for me, and doing school work

That’s how life was for so many years, it was routine and it never bothered me and dad loved having me around, after Bella and mom left he was so broken and with my help, even as a little girl, I pulled him out of that deep dark hole and he became that Charlie that joked around and made me smile

But then dad got the call that Bella was moving back for the rest of highschool since mom would be traveling with Phil for baseball, hopeful that I could reconnect with my sister again

Dad and I picked out a new bed spread for her hoping she’d love it, and he even let me pick out a new book as a thank you for helping him out with getting everything ready for her arrival, after a few days it was time for dad to go pick Bella up from the airport in port angeles, I was a nervous wreck which was crazy I mean she’s my sister why should I be nervous

Finally the familiar sheriff cruiser pulled up in the drive way, I walked out the door with an umbrella quickly shuffling over to Bella to cover her from the rain knowing how she favoured the warm dry weather, complete opposite of me

“Welcome home Bella!” I smiled as we walked back inside as dad got her bags following closely behind

She shook off her coat and placed her little cactus down on the counter

“You’ve grown so much you’re a year younger but you’re already taller than me” she said as she hugged me

“Come on bells we’ll show you your room!” Dad said as he walked up the stairs with her bags

She settled in for the rest of the day until it was supper time, I set out the table and dished up our meal, dads game playing in the background as we ate

“So are you excited for school on Monday?” I asked

“Not really but atleast I’ll have you there”

“What? No im homeschooled remember”

“Well…..” dad drawled out

“Dad what did you do?” My heart was racing now at the implication

“I thought since Bella’s back now it would be good for you to get out there again, you need some experiences honey”

“But you know I have no one there, no one wants to be friends with me we’ve been over this”

“You might make new friends honey, give give it a chance for your old man” I sighed slumping back in my chair trying to wrap my head around having to socialize again

“Atleast you’ll be with me, dad said since your grades are so good you got bumped up a grade and can have some certain classes together, depending on our courses” that settled my anxiety a little

Bella and dad cleaned up from dinner as I sat out on the porch, in desperate need for fresh air to do its magic, only 2 more days and I’ll be back in a school again, who knows maybe some new kids have arrived and aren’t too set in their groups yet

Monday came quickly and I was a ball of nerves, I glanced in the mirror as made sure my hair was just the way I wanted, wearing a casual outfit, simple flared black leggings, a dark rich blue longsleeve with my old worn out dark brown carhartt jacket, quickly spraying my vanilla perfume

I walked down stairs to meet Bella in the kitchen, she grabbed an apple as she picked up her backpack from the table

“Are you ready to go?” She asked

“Almost can I make a tea quickly?” She nodded and I quickly wiped together a chai tea latte, grabbing my lunch from the fridge and meeting her in the truck dad had gotten for us but since I didn’t have my license, seeing as I never needed one before now, she would be driving us

The drive to school was calming, hearing the steady rain fall against the windshield, pulling into the parking lot everyone stared until we got out, I kept my eyes down as Bella led me to the schools main office

“Okay here’s your schedule, we have math together at the end of the day, the bells about to ring so I gotta head to world history are you good to find your way to chemistry?”

“Oh ummm yeah I’ll be fine”

“Okay see you at lunch” she smiled gently before she left down the hall

Looking at my schedule I memorized the room number hoping it wouldn’t be too hard to find, turning the corner I rammed into what felt like a brick wall, dropping my books I look infront of me to see the most beautiful guy I’ve ever seen, his eyes a golden amber, hair as dark as night and his skin as pale as snow

“Sorry about that, I haven’t seen you around before” he said soothingly as he handed me the books that had momentarily scattered the floor, not even realizing he had picked them up, too busy oogling him I suppose

“Oh yeah I’m just re-enrolling here again, just trying to find my class” he looked down at my schedule a striking smile adorning his face

“Come this way gorgeous, got the same class” walking along the mostly bare hallways I noticed his gentle glide, I’ve never seen such a…..well such a perfect human, obviously I was way out of my league if I could think he’d ever be interested in me, I mean I’m plain and simple what would he ever see in me, best I stay in my lane, but dad did want me to make friends so that couldn’t hurt….right?

We got to the classroom and the teacher assigned us to sit together, the class went by pretty boring, every now and then I’d take glances at Emmett and I swear he did the same but he was probably just looking at someone else, moments like this made me wish I was a beautiful as my sister, she never had a problem with guys wanting her, they basically drooled over her, even if she never acted on any offers she was still wanted

It felt like I was a living ghost most days, no one noticed me anywhere I’d go, a big reason I wanted to be homeschooled, now I’m thrown back into this miserable place, I’ll bet by lunch time Bella with have a table full of new friends while I sit alone, not even a second glance from anyone

Lunch time rolled around and as I entered the cafeteria I searched for Bella and just as I guessed she was surrounded with bright smiles, excited to get to know her, she glanced my way and I waved hoping she’d wave me over to sit but she just gave a half assed smile and got back to talking with her new friends, I felt my heart rip at that, thinking things would be different this time with her here but I guess I was wrong

I found an empty table near the windows and made myself comfortable for another lonely lunch, I pulled out my bag from my backpack but my appetite was lost and I had no desire to eat so I just pushed my lunch to the side and looked out the window just wanting to go home

{Emmett’s POV}

I couldn’t get her out of my head, she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen and her blood sings to me, when she bumped into me in the hallway I felt my whole world shift, she didn’t talk much but just being near her felt right

Lunch came, my least favourite part of the day, having to pretend for an hour, I glanced around the cafeteria hoping to catch a glimpse of my mate again, my eyes landed on her sat alone looking glum a few tables down, the others followed my gaze and smiled knowingly

“Who’s she?” Rosalie asked

“I think she’s my mate”

“Her thoughts are overwhelming loud” Edward stated

“What do you mean?” I asked nervously

“She’s not the happiest girl, I can hear how depressed she is, how unwanted she feels”

“I can feel how broken her heart is” Jasper added

This has to be the worst feeling knowing the one I’m suppose to love unconditionally and she is quite perfect in my eyes, has been broken and feels unloved

I got up from the table and made my way to her sliding in the seat across from her, her eyes were so glazed over with sadness she didn’t even realize I sat down

{Normal pov}

“So how’s your first day?” I jumped snapping out of my thoughts noticing Emmett is sat across from me

“Oh sorry I didn’t see you, ummm today has been fine I guess, thanks again for helping me earlier”

“It’s not problem, umm I was wondering maybe if you’re not too busy this weekend if you’d wanna hang out?” My heart raced at this

“Really? You wanna hang out with me?”

“Yeah of course, who would wanna spend time with the most beautiful girl in the school” his smile warmed my heart but quickly faded at a realization

“Is this a prank, because if it is it’s cruel” I said as my bottom lip wobbled

“No what? I would never do something like that I really wanna get to know you, so how about after school on Friday I’ll meet you in the parking lot and we can go do something?”

“Okay……sure id really like that” his face beamed with excitement

“Perfect it’s a date then gorgeous”

This felt surreal there’s no way there wasn’t a catch here, how could someone wanna spend their free time with me, but like Charlie said it doesn’t hurt to try, I just hope this doesn’t break my heart more

Part 2

[volturissideslut]

Could we see Emmett with a size kink??? I feel like he would end up splitting them in two. I also really feel like he would get off on being bigger than his partner!!!

𝕰𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖙 𝕮𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓

OF COURSE WE CAN

Yes, Emmett loves the size difference between the two of you. Innocent things like reaching over your head to grab something, opening tricky jars for you and picking you up with ease. And yes, he'd let you put a bow on his arm and then flex for you

However not all of it is oh so innocent.

Very few people can make a nice walk through the woods with your partner the best sex of your life, but Emmett is one of them.

The tree he had you up against has been far more than splintered, and now lies destroyed on the floor.

He had given up on hoping you would be supported by anything from the force of his thrusts, and now he just lifts you effortlessly with his hands on your thighs. One big hand of his covering so much of underneath you

Tucked all nicely into his chest, biting the fabric of his shirt is the only way to even somewhat muffle the moans you're letting out. Not that it's much use, the way he's stretching you out so deliciously feels too good to for coherent thoughts, let alone think to muffle yourself properly.

Realistically, the only thing moving is his arms as they slam you up and down on his cock and simultaneously show of the taut muscles on his upper arms, feet dangling over his broad shoulders.

Not that this is the only time he uses the size of his arms to his advantage, no. Once he had you stood in front of a mirror so you could see how large he was in comparison. Hands so big cupping your boobs that bras would be rendered useless, fingers so thick in you that thoughts are rendered useless.

And yes, he would let you put a bow on it.

[halesinger]

⟡ 𝔱𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 when you give them fuck me eyes

✦ jasper can definitely tell when you’re in the mood, since he’s very in tune with emotions. if you give him the eyes? he’s already dragging you away to a different room.

✦ alice is always one step ahead. if you’re in the mood, she is too. she’ll make up a very believable excuse so you two can have some fun time. ;)

✦ it would take rosalie a second to understand what you want, but as soon as she does, she is pulling you away - with or without an excuse.

✦ emmett is very oblivious. you would have to straight up tell him what you want. he would be so cute about it though, probably giving a small smile and a quick peck on the cheek, before taking you away.

✦ edward is an awkward old man. he would most definitely not know what to do if you gave him the eyes. he would probably make up an excuse so you two wouldn’t have fun time.

↳ ahh i accidentally deleted this and had to rewrite it from memory :( also i added more characters bc this one is super short lol

⟡ likes and reblogs are appreciated !!

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‘When you know, you know’- Rosalie Hale Headcannons!!

• Rosalie had learned about you though Alice. Alice had seen you in a vision one night while talking with Bella, stoping in her tracks, smiling and acting all giddy like a little girl.

“Rosalie! I have something to tell you!” Alice had said excitedly, bouncing up and down in place with a smile plastered on her face. “Hm?” Rosalie replied, not even looking up from painting her nails. “I found someone for you!” Alice said happily, smile never fading. “Excuse me?”

• Cold hand interlock with a warm one. You had found yourself standing in front of the Cullen’s house, wishing to wipe yourself from existence. But with some dirty work- Rosalie had gotten some help from her “twin” brother and Edward- you were feeling much calmer the second you had walked through the door.

• Makeup off, hair in rollers, skincare products settling into the skin, Victoria Secret pajamas on and perfume lingered in the air, freshly painted nails finally dried as you two giggled while flipping through magazine pages like middle school girls.

• You have gaven Rosalie some of the humanity that she was missing and she was able to relive some of her life with you. Telling her stories from your life and all of the drama in the world. While you told her about your mortal life, she would tell you stories about her life before and about her marriage. She’d show you pictures from that day- she looked beautiful.

• Rosalie would be against the idea of you turning and would 100% go nuts if someone brought it up. She would only be considering it if you were in danger and needed to be saved. She’d be doing the honors however.

• Smells like Pure Seductive, pear smelling hairspray, and laundry detergent. She definitely wears cherry chapstick/lip gloss.

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Can you please make a part 2 to "I can be a better boyfriend than him" and can you elaborate on what the green monster is towards the reader please and thank you I really love this short drabble🩶

hello! so, this turned out longer than I expected, and I hope you enjoy it, thank you for requesting this! also, I forgot it was green-eyed monster and not green monster when it comes to jealousy haha.

part 2 of i can be a better boyfriend than him.

summary - ever since you met rosalie, you had felt this pull toward her. but when she stopped speaking to you, it was as though a part of you became obsessed. will she ever be yours or will you stay broken?

warning - lots of angst, swearing, bad thoughts towards self, thoughts of breaking up a relationship, jealousy, some fluff though.

the gif I use isn't mine and divider by @newlips

It had been a week since you got caught staring at Rosalie, your mind was going crazy, it would go from how beautiful she was to how to get rid of her boyfriend, wondering how important he is to her to how you’d never be good enough for her. Even though you’d die for her, it felt as though you were in over your head.

After that day, it seemed as though the Cullen/Hales were watching you, waiting for you to try something. You blink, coming out of your thoughts when you hear her laugh, your eyes slowly drift over, skipping past the many golden eyes that watch you and land on her. Aphrodite herself in the arms of Hercules, her smile beams up at him as he holds her, whispering in her ear, probably smelling her unique scent of vanilla and strawberries that only she could pull off. You can feel your heart twist and squeeze before shattering into your stomach, your throat closes up and your mouth becomes dry as you stop breathing.

You feel the familiar green-eyed monster creeping beneath your skin, your very own jealousy. The thing that makes you think you could take Emmett in a fight to get to his girlfriend. A laugh breaks you out of your stare, this time closer. You turn slightly and look up, your mouth opens and closes, brows furrowing as you see who is standing beside you. Next to you is Edward Cullen and for some reason you feel as though he’s laughing at you or something you’ve said. But you hadn’t spoken, had you? Did you let slip of your slight obsession with his adoptive sister? No one could’ve figured it out, everyone stared at the Cullen/Hales, it wasn’t news to them. So how did he know?

You huff, cheeks puffing out as frustration seeps in next to your neverending jealousy. “What are you laughing at, Cullen?” It didn’t take a genius or an empath to know people were staring at the two of you with jealousy (an emotion you knew so well), envy, curiosity and more as none of the Cullen/Hales talked to people outside of their family, let alone laugh with at them, well with the exception of Bella Swan of course. The woman so bland that it seemed to attract the weird. They weren’t your thoughts but things you picked up from around the other students. 

“If you stare any harder, she might burst into flames.” You sigh.

“Not my fault your sister looks like a goddess. It’s a good thing you are all adopted because no one would believe she’d be related to you. Your face is even an insult to dog shit.” Edwards brows furrow, head whipping your way so fast that you’d think he’d break his own neck. His mouth opens but before he can give a comeback, a booming laugh fills the hall and your head turns, seeing Emmett on the floor laughing with one hand on his chest and the other slapping his knee so hard you feel he might end up breaking it. The others seem to laugh more quietly, you’d be confused thinking that they somehow heard you from all the way over there if you weren’t so captivated by Rosalie’s smile, her eyes trained on you in a lighter way. Something you hadn’t seen since her first day. Her smile is so beautiful.

“Well, that was rude.” Edward once again breaks your thoughts as he mutters with a frown on his face. 

Your eyes flicker between Rosalie and Emmett, a question on your mind. “Are her and Emmett serious?” They had to give it to you, you had the guts even when you didn’t know they could all hear you. 

Edward raises a brow. “They are, our parents already love him.” Your eyes roll.

“You’d hope so or they’d be asking for a refund.” You were already looking in their direction so you didn’t miss Emmett’s offended face or the fact the other three were now laughing at him. Could they hear you from all the way over there? You turn with the serious look still on your face. “You think your parents will adopt me? I’d be a great daughter, I cook, I don’t clean though, but I can pretend. I can be quiet, mostly because I’m hoping my mouth will be kept busy.” He chokes, you don’t know what on. Maybe air dick? He chokes again. Definitely air dick. Another choke, couldn’t he at least get a room? You stare annoyed as he interrupts with his noises. “Excuse me, I’m trying to give myself a good review to pass onto your parents, so stop choking on Casper’s dick and be quiet. Now.” You clap your hands together. “When should I start calling them mum and dad?” 

Edward focuses on your thoughts, trying to see if you were serious. All he’s met with is Rosalie and wanting to be loved. Through his annoyance, he decides to let you down harshly. “Y/n, I’m sorry but Rosalie is happy with Emmett and she’s never going to end it with him for someone like you. You’d have better luck finding someone in your league at a Dollar Store.”

From across the hall, Jasper could feel your emotions, even though you don’t need to be an empath to know how you felt as Edward said those words. Speaking of the crystal ball, he tries to read your mind again wanting to know if you were finally going to let whatever this is for his sister go. His brows furrow even more than they were before, confused as to why he suddenly hears nothing. It was as though you had shut yourself off completely. Not even allowing your own thoughts into your head. 

You blink, nodding to the wake up call. “Okay” They can hear it in your voice, you sounded like someone who was just told they’d never achieve their dream because they weren’t good enough and in this situation Rosalie was your dream and you were never going to be good enough for her. This was only one of the worst things that could’ve happened, not only did you finally realise that your crush knew you liked her but her family had stepped in and basically told you that your feelings don’t even matter, no. The worst was the fact that all of the students stuck around because they wanted to see what a Cullen wanted with you. 

They heard everything, they heard about your crush on the woman, they heard that her family didn’t approve and that she’s happy with Emmett, they heard the harsh words poured onto you like a cold bucket of water. They heard EVERY word.

Reality finally sets in as you take in the situation around you. Not wanting to give anyone anything, you straighten your back with your head held high and you turn, walking past the Cullen/Hales without a glance. Deep down Rosalie would always have your heart even though you could never have hers. The confusing part was you don’t know why you felt so strongly about her, it wasn’t like you two spent time together. The only memory you have of talking to her was when they first moved to Forks.

The town was buzzing with gossip about a new family moving here. You had heard snippets of the family, but you weren’t that interested in partaking in gossip. You yawned as your first class was about to begin, your notebook and pen lying in front of you on the table. The door to the classroom opened and gasps were heard, followed by the room erupting in chatter. You kept your head down, just wanting to get this day over with so you could go home and try to sleep your life away. 

“It’s a pleasure to have you in Forks, Miss Hale. Please take a seat next to Miss L/n.” You heard your last name, causing your brows to furrow. There were many open seats, why did you have to be chosen to sit with the new kid? “Miss L/n. Please raise your hand so Miss Hale can find her seat.” You don’t bother looking up, your hand raises, hearing a quick thank you from the teacher. It felt like the universe was trying to bring you together.

It was as though everyone had stopped breathing as she walked toward the back of the room, all you could hear were the click of heels before a body slid gracefully into the seat beside you. “Alright, look up front please! I’d like to start this lesson without any disruptions.” The students immediately took their eyes off the woman beside you, turning their attention to their teacher. “Thank you.” 

You open your notebook before hearing a slight huff to your left. You ignore it, hoping that whatever was the issue that they wouldn’t need you. You weren’t a people person, you didn’t really have friends because you liked to keep to yourself. Maybe that’s what made you two the perfect match, your mutual dislike for people.

“Excuse me.” You hear a soft elegant voice and you grow confused as to why your heart has started beating so rapidly. You push the odd feeling away as you turn, only to be met with the most gorgeous woman you have ever seen. You hold back from widening your eyes, knowing that she’s probably gotten that everywhere she goes and is possibly sick of the attention– You didn’t know that she thrived on attention, on being the most beautiful woman in the room. Sure she wasn’t particularly that fond of the male gaze as she once was, but she knew she was stronger now and enjoyed every bit of attention she could get. “I’m sorry for bothering you, but I seem to have forgotten my pen and I was wondering if you had a spare one that I could borrow?”

You nod but in your mind you wonder who forgets their pen? Neither of you knew that a certain pixie-sized seer had something to do with it. You reach into your bag and pull out another pen and hand it over. You watched as her perfectly manicured fingers wrapped around it.

“Thank you.” She smiles and you begin to wonder if you were dreaming because no one could look this perfect. Rosalie tucks her hair behind her ear, holding out her hand. “I am Rosalie. Rosalie Hale.” 

Before you can stop yourself, you find your hand in hers. The cold not bothering you like it would others, “I’m Y/n. Y/n L/n.” After you introduced yourself, it seemed as though everything fell into place. The empty feeling you used to feel in your chest is now gone and replaced with warmth and a pull. You both spent the majority of the class talking as if you had known each other for your whole life. When the bell rang and she said goodbye, you didn’t know that would be the last conversation you were ever going to have with her. 

You walked out of class, heading to your next one when voices stopped you. “Did you meet her?! Did you?! Do you like her?!” A hushed squeal comes out of someone, claps could be heard from their hands and shoes bouncing off of the ground.

“Yes, I met her. Why are you so excited about this, Alice? You know how I feel about humans.” The voice you recognised as Rosalie’s responded. 

Alice lets out a huff. “You’re mates, that’s why! Didn’t you feel the pull? You’ve been waiting forever to find yours. Why aren’t you as happy?” 

“Mates?! I can’t be mates with that! She is human, innocent! She can’t live this life, she can’t be cursed.” Rosalie responds so harshly, it was as though her words were knives. “You will not meddle at all, do you hear me? I will even go as far as making it seem like Emmett and I are together and in love.” She growls and that’s the end of it, you hear footsteps echo throughout the hall as she walks off. Rosalie didn’t know that the minute she spoke to you, the mate bond activated within you. Spreading throughout your body and making you unable to forget or move on from her. You would say that would be the reason you had become so obsessed.

You pull yourself out of that memory. After that day, she stopped talking to you. She moved seats, became cold. The only thing that made you know that you weren’t going crazy into thinking if you two speaking on her first day was real or not was your pen. It was the only evidence, the only thing keeping your belief alive as you’d watch her twirl it between her fingers or write notes down with her flawless handwriting. 

A few weeks later the couple had graduated, which meant you could finally breathe. Even though whenever you heard her name your heart would break a little. It was a relief that you could go to school without having to force yourself not to look at her.

After a few months everything slowly got better, people no longer talked about you and because of that you finally decided to eat in the cafeteria again. Thankfully, everyone was now focused on Bella Swan and how she had run off to Italy to be with Edward. People theorized that they eloped or she was pregnant. But she was only gone for three days so unless it was some weird hybrid baby that theory was crossed off immediately. You should probably send her a fruit basket as a thank you for getting the attention off of you.

You grabbed some food and took a seat in a corner, away from everyone but that didn’t stop you from hearing whispers of a graduation party being thrown at the Cullen house and hosted by Alice Cullen. Apparently everyone was invited but you weren’t going to go. It would be too weird, you’d feel like a stalker and you were sure that Mr and Mrs Cullen would kick you out from what their children could’ve said about you. You were so tuned into your thoughts that you didn't notice a tiny person sitting next to you, followed by her boyfriend. 

“Hi!” A pixie-like voice broke you from your thoughts, causing your brows to furrow as you looked between Alice and Jasper. What was with the Cullens breaking you from your thoughts? It was like they couldn’t allow you to think for too long. Maybe she knew something you didn’t.

“Hi?” You reply in question. You weren’t that special to have any of these god-like people talk to you. So why were they? Were they going to pull a Carrie on you and drench you in pig's blood? Were they going to make you think that they liked you before turning around and laughing in your face? 

“I wanted to personally invite you to my graduation party and before you say no, please know that none of us think ill of you. I have a feeling we are going to be sisters!” She said it so surely, like she had seen it. You sat there speechless for a few seconds, mouth slightly open at what she said. “Please at least consider!” Alice reaches into her pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. “Here is our address, in case you decide to come.” She places the paper into your hands, closing your fingers around it and giving your hand a soft pat. 

You didn’t even see her write it down, she had it stuffed in her pocket like she had prepared for this to happen. As if knowing what you would decide. “Bye!” Before you can utter a word, she and Jasper disappear. You stare at the piece of paper, gulping. 

Your graduation came by the end of the week, a sad moment as you stared out into the crowd and no one stood, clapped or cheered for you when you received your diploma. You were truly alone, never seeing the golden eyes watching from outside, cheering you on silently that only her siblings could hear. Your head lowers and you walk off the stage, not even waiting for the ceremony to be finished. You head straight home, still wondering if you should go to this party since you’d probably be alone either way. 

The worst kind of loneliness is when you are surrounded by people but you feel alone. 

A few hours go by and by now the party has started, you’ve been having an internal battle with yourself. Your eyes drift over to a dress you had bought ages ago with only one woman in mind but you never got the chance to wear it. It just hung there, collecting dust. With a little push to yourself, you get up from your bed, what’s the worst that could happen? You quickly shower and make yourself smell amazing with some of your favourite lotions and perfume.

You slip into the dress, the material hugging your figure perfectly. You wore black tights underneath and a thick jacket with fur elegantly coming out of the holes. You head over to your mirror and apply a small amount of make-up, swiping a bold red lipstick against your plump lips. You straighten and stare at yourself, judging all of your flaws and you sigh. No matter how much you tried, you’d never be pretty enough. With a shake of your head, your soft styled curls brush against your cheeks.

You walk over to your knee high boots and slip them on, once you grab everything you need you leave, locking the door behind you. You get into your car and take off, driving to the Cullen house, trying to push all of your feelings away. You release a breath you didn’t know you were holding as you pull into their driveway, thanking whoever decided to build here for putting the large car space. From inside your car you can hear the music thumping, lights flashing and people hanging around and dancing. You turn your car off and step out, beginning to walk toward the house. Your eyes move around as you check out the place.

“Y/n! You made it!” You barely have time to register who it is as a tiny figure flies towards you and pulls you into a tight hug. Alice pulls back slightly and looks down, checking out your outfit. “Oh my god! This dress is beautiful! You look gorgeous!” She squeals, bouncing on her feet and thankfully not letting slip that she had already seen and knew who else would enjoy it. “Come, come! Some of us are hanging out in a different area of the party.” You look at her kind of shocked. Alice pulls you by your hand, the cold didn’t bother you. “Oh! Sorry, I had a feeling you wouldn’t want to be around the bigger, wilder crowd.” 

You nod, appreciating the gesture. “Thank you.” You both arrive in a lounge room that was decorated the same as the other section where the party continues on. The only difference was there were fewer people, meaning you could move and breathe freely. 

“Look who finally arrived!” Emmett yells, a large grin on his face. 

“Hello, I hope I’m not too late.” Your hands lock together as you smile, but it feels so forced. You were so busy pushing all of your emotions back that you forgot how to act.

“You’re fine! Sit, sit! You’re right on time!” Emmett replies, so friendly that you feel as though you walked into a trap. Was this where they would kill you? “Don’t worry, we don’t bite.” It seemed like you missed the joke when a few of them chuckled. 

“Emmett, shut up.” You knew that voice, you pushed harder against the wall holding your feelings inside. It felt like it was going to snap at any minute and you couldn’t have that. You didn’t know that Jasper could feel your struggle, making him look at you like he was in pain but it wasn’t his. 

God, She’s gorgeous. No, shut up, Y/n. You can’t be thinking this, remember what Edward said. You don’t want to open that can of worms, you’ll only end up getting hurt. But she’s so beautiful and you were so fucked. 

Edward could hear your internal struggle and from what he hears from Jasper, you weren’t just pushing your thoughts away. Maybe he messed up, he knew that he had when Rosalie threw him through a few trees when they got home. Jasper and Emmett had to literally use all of their strength to hold her back with how angry she was and even then there were foot marks from her pushing against them, he was lucky Carlisle got home when he did or he’d be a dead man. 

You quickly look away, deciding that the floor looked more interesting. Maybe you shouldn’t have come, this was a bad idea. But before you could turn and run, a voice stopped you. “Y/n. Is it okay if we talk?” You’d think the voice belonged to an angel or a siren if you didn’t know the person attached to it. You lift your head slightly, ensuring she was talking to you even though she had already said your name. But how were you to know that it was you? For all you know, you could’ve begun to walk to her only for someone behind you with the same name to push past. Embarrassing you.

But when your eyes locked with hers, you knew there was no one behind you with the same name and with a small nod. You slowly walk toward her, your heart skipping as she puts her hand out, willing you to grab it and when you do. Oh god, you think your heart exploded. She gently pulls you along and outside, taking you a bit further from the house so no one could interrupt you, she leads you to a small clearing that has a log with a blanket over it and a perfect view of the moon, a few fairy lights hung from some of the trees. Like someone had set it up that way.

You sit when she does, knowing that the feelings and thoughts you were pushing back were no use, you had lost to them the moment your eyes met hers. “I’m sorry.” You weren’t expecting that, she spoke so softly, looking up at the moon like it was hard to look at you, but you didn’t know that if she looked at you, her frozen heart would hurt from the pain she’s caused you. “I put you through so much for no good reason. I made you think and feel horrible things about yourself because I was scared.” 

You stay silent, scooting a tiny bit closer. Your heart warms when she grabs your hand gently. Rosalie finally turns to look at you and it was at this moment that she fully accepted the mate bond, she was stupid to think she could just forget you and move on. “I’ve lied about many things, kept secrets from you. But I don’t know if I can anymore. I want to try. But only if you want that as well.” 

“I… I know I’d forgive you easily and that scares me too. Because I want to be angry with you, I–I don’t want to… I want to know everything so that I can understand and that hopefully we can start over. But for my sake, I need it to be slow so I don’t hate myself for forgiving you so easily.” You finally let it out, you knew that your heart had already forgiven her but your mind hadn't. Of course you wanted to try, especially if it was with her. You didn’t care about the lies and secrets, you probably should’ve, but somewhere deep inside it was as though something wouldn’t allow that. It was weird because you’ve had people lie to you in the past and you held a grudge over it forever. Yet, you couldn’t with her.

Rosalie had already spoken to her family about this, Alice having already known was ecstatic. She helped her sister prove to the family that this would be a good thing and that they’d no longer feel so broken and dark. 

If Rosalie was human, she’d swear she would have a heart attack by how fast her heart would be beating. She’d probably be drenching her clothes with sweat as she prepares herself for this. “I will start from the beginning, I guess.” You nod, squeezing her hand softly to let her know that you were listening. “Emmett and I, we were never together. My family and I are different, so we tend to move around a lot and because of how we look, it sometimes attracts unwanted attention. So, we agreed to act together until we found…” She pauses, trying to find the right word. “Until we found the person meant for us. You may have noticed Alice is special, that she tends to know things before you’ve even thought about it. She saw you, before we moved here. She told me that you were human… I couldn’t handle it. I didn’t want to bring you into this world and I have spent so long keeping a distance from your kind, but I knew the moment I spoke to you that I’d never be able to let you go, not without giving us a chance and you a choice.” She seemed to choke up as she said the last part, as if she were dreading what your choice would be when the time came. She wouldn’t want you to lose you, wouldn’t want to watch you grow old while she stayed young as you died. But she also didn’t want you to become like her, stuck for eternity. 

Your mind seemed to work overtime with how fast it was thinking. Human? Alice saw me? Your kind? What world? Choice? You weren’t going to interrupt, but you were confused. You knew they weren’t entirely human, because no human would look like how they did. But you never thought to dig deep, it wasn’t your secret to uncover. 

Rosalie huffs, bringing herself out of her thoughts as her eyes focused back on the moon and you couldn’t help but think that she wore moonlight like lingerie. The next words took you out of your thoughts, though. “My family and I are vampires.” You guess this took the cake over the whole Emmett dilemma, it also explained why everyone laughed when he said they don't bite. You sat still though, watching her as she watched the moon. 

“Our eyes have meaning of what kind of vampire we are. If they are red, it means that they feed on human blood. But if they are gold, like mine and my family. It means we feed on animal blood. You’d probably call us vegetarians in a sense.” You make an ah sound, not really meaning to but you couldn’t help it. Rosalie shakes her head, not really understanding how you could still be here. “You should be running scared, you should hate me. We are killers, Y/n. We have killed and we could kill you if an accident were to arise like with that human.” She sneers and you put together that the human she’s referring to would be Bella.

You squeeze her hand. “I don’t want to run. It probably sounds idiotic for a human to stay after hearing that the person they like is a vampire. But you don’t scare me, something inside of me tells me that you’d never harm me. For some reason you’ve made me feel safe and whole the moment we locked eyes. You might’ve been killers before, but I don’t think you’ll kill me because if you or your family were going to kill me or anyone else. You would’ve done it by now. Especially since you have me all alone.” You pout, not liking that her smile had left. “Plus, you aren’t really that special in the killing department. I’m sorry to tell you this, but. Magic can kill. Knives can kill. Even small children launched at great speed could kill.”

This was the second time you heard her laugh. Her head falls back as an angelic laugh falls from her lips, her luscious blonde hair resting against her back. You felt warm knowing you brought her smile back, an added bonus that her laugh followed.

You felt hypnotized as you watched her. “You have a nice laugh.” 

She looks at you, happiness swirling in her eyes. “A nice laugh?” It felt good to be complimented, especially when it came from you. The air felt lighter, now that everything was out in the open.

“Mmhm.” You lean forward and tuck a stray hair behind her ear. “I like it.” She was still the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, nothing could compare to the beauty in front of you. You turn away a bit, causing a frown to slowly appear on her face. “I can’t look at you…”

Rosalie hesitates, thinking that maybe this was where it would end. “Why not?” She never hesitates, never sounds so unsure of herself but you do that to her. 

You turn back again, a subtle smirk on your lips. “Too pretty.” Rosalie huffs, hitting your arm softly as she laughs with playful anger. Unbelieving of how fast she had fallen.

Your eyes connect again, a spark igniting between you. “Did you think about me?” Her question so light, so quiet, so shy. So unlike her.

You blink, releasing a breath you had been holding. “Sometimes it felt like I thought about you every minute.” She moved closer, her hands slowly moving to rest gently on you. Her eyes flicker over your face, knowing that if she could dream it would be about you. About this. Her hand slowly moves up, cupping your cheek.

“Can I kiss you?” It was so quiet that you barely heard it, but you did. The question kept repeating over and over as you nodded.

“Yes.” 

And with your permission, she crashed her soft cold lips against your plump warm ones. One hand resting on your cheek while the other rests on the back of your head, trying to bring you closer. Rosalie had never tasted something so sweet, so perfect. Your lips moved together, her tongue swiped across your bottom lip, gaining access, wanting to feel more of you, taste every bit of you. It felt as though you could finally breathe, that the missing puzzle piece was finally connected. You were her forever as she was yours.

Finally, fucking finally mine. They both thought.

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let's become the same light, the same shadow

in whatever place, i'll hold you

shadow, seventeen

The stadium was filled, to the brim. If you were to walk to out on the stage you couldn’t even hear your own footsteps that’s how loud it was. Carats from around the world had come to see this 2 nights only event were buzzing with anticipation.

It made Rosalie anxious — the girl was holding a solo concert/showcase in Seoul, South Korea in promotion of her new full album ‘Seoul Searching’. She has never performed by herself for such a large amount of people.

“Ugh, I can’t get my hands to stop shaking Unnie. I’m so nervous.” The young girl spoke to her makeup artist, Minji. You could clearly hear how upset and nervous the poor girl was based on her tone of voice. . . and the pout on her face.

Minji slightly chuckled only pushing Rosie to pout even more, “First of all, stop pouting you’re going to ruin your makeup. Second of all, there’s nothing to be nervous about — you’ve performed for this amount of people how many times? You are going to do amazing.” The older girl stated in a firm but reassuring voice.

The pout did disappear from Rosie’s face but not in her tone.

“Yeah, but I’ve never performed without 13 other people on stage and apparently all of them have schedules so they can’t come tonight.” She sighed clearly upset, and if she wasn’t getting her final touches of makeup she would’ve started crying at this point.

Minji finished putting a shimmer of eyeshadow on Rosalie’s eyelids and stepped back.

“That’s more of a reason for you to do your absolute best tonight. Your brothers aren’t here to see you perform but you and I both know that they will be watching clips and videos taken by the managers and fans so you have to show them everything that you’ve been working so hard on.” Minji pulled the younger girl into a tender yet loving hug, being careful not to ruin her makeup and hair, “Show the world who Rosalie is.”

Said girl smiled brightly and nodded her head. Even though her favorite people couldn’t be here for her showcase for support she would work extra hard to make sure they saw the best version of her.

An hour and half later Rosalie is having the time of her life on stage, her nerves she once couldn’t shake are now no where to be found and she’s smiling from ear to ear.

Somehow she hadn’t notice her eldest member watching her from the 2 level of the arena as she performed her song ‘New Dance’ and apparently Carats’s didn’t notice either, way to invested on capturing every moment of the concert, which is kinda of surprising seeing as how he was decked out in pastel colored clothing (as all the other petals were), was screaming the fan chants and everything in between.

The moment they noticed was when the camera man decided to finally out the man on the big screen and show Seungcheol smiling proudly at the youngest member. Carats started to scream even louder and point to the leader to show Rosalie that he was here. (She had spoken in her earlier ment that she was upset that the boys couldn’t be here due to schedules but knew they were cheering her on from afar).

The loud screams gained Rosalie’s attention as she turned to the big screen and saw the best surprise in the world.

“OH MY GOSH!” was screamed into the mic by Rosalie on accident. She couldn’t contain herself but remembered that she was in the middle of a song and continued to singing, though she contained to sing as she ran to the side of the stage Seungcheol was on, waving and sending hearts his way.

Cheol sent hearts her way back, while mouthing that he was proud of her. He didn’t know if she could make out what he was saying or not but either way, he couldn’t have been happier that he could see her perform on stage.

He was so going to brag to the other members tonight when he got home.

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a/n: okay so i may or may not have been gorging myself with twilight content as of late, and i just got to say that i miss rosalie and the fact that i haven't written for her - or any other cullen for that matter - is a crime 😭

Rosalie loves her pretty little human.

It’s still hard for her to wrap her head around the fact that she had managed to fall in love with a mortal. You weren’t her singer. Sure your blood did smell nice, but it didn’t call to her like with Edward and Bella.

It was just… you.

With your endearing shyness but never-ending exuberance, she was enchanted. 

She’s aware of the attention her immortal beauty brings her, and while she basks in the flattering – and ego filling – affection, there’s just something about you gazing at her like she had hung the moon and the stars that puts all else to shame.

You’re so unbelievably warm, and her humanity that she had lost on that fateful night returns to her little by little with every timid cheek kiss and nights spent doing each other’s hair and nails. 

You don’t want anything from her, you don’t want to take, you don’t want to capture her beauty for yourself and hold it selfishly. You just wanted to be with her, to experience the world by her side and understand why she sees things the way she does.

She can tell you’re humble in a way that signifies you had been mistreated by those around you, and it lights a fire under her. She doesn’t care that you're bigger than others, she loves that there’s so much more of you. Your heart is worth more than that surface level bullshit.

She’s cynical, narcissistic and a bit full of herself, but when she loves, she loves hard. It was difficult to gain her trust the way you did, but when you did, you don’t regret it.

And neither does she.

[sethsclearwater]

requests: “could you do an imagine w embry (or any of the wolf pack boys) where their imprint doesn’t know abt the werewolf/vampire stuff and sees one of the pack members phase for the first time and freaks out a little bit? <3” and “can u pls do an imagine where embry and jacob get into a fight and they phase in front of reader and she totally freaks out and she’s paul’s imprint and he has to calm her down?”

warnings: paul getting on his knees for reader

notes: reader goes through all 5 stages of grief and then some lmao

word count: 1.8k

… 

you found yourself at emily’s house, sitting outside on her porch with your boyfriend’s friends, waiting for emily and the rest of the girlfriends to get back from their trip to the grocery store. you had been dating paul for almost a year now and had been friends with his friend group for most of that time. 

you were sitting on paul’s lap in one of the rocking chairs, curled in his lap as you listened to embry crack jokes about how he was making a fool of himself pining after bella. “jake man,” embry laughed, “you seriously gotta get it together. there’s no way they’re letting you stay in their tent - edward would be a clown if he let that fly.” he laughed again, referencing the camping trip the boys and the cullen family would soon be taking. 

you giggled, attempting to hide your laughter in paul’s shirt. jacob rolled his eyes, getting up and walking off the porch and into the yard, “you don’t understand!” he yelled over his shoulder to embry who was still cracking himself up along with jared and quil, “she’s meant to be with me - i’m obviously the better choice than a leech!” he yelled and you missed the warning look sam shot him as you were too focused on how he looked like he was literally shaking he was so angry. 

“she’s definitely not you clown!” embry called back, still getting a kick out of it. you sensed that something was wrong so you got off of paul’s lap, heading down the porch steps to follow him, paul calling after you when he realized what you were doing. 

“jake-” you sighed, ignoring paul’s calls to you, only looking over your shoulder when you heard footsteps running down the porch followed by a loud growl. you looked back over to jake as he quite literally shifted into a giant wolf, almost exactly as the quileute legends had depicted at the council meetings. “paul,” you whispered anxiously, turning around and sprinting back towards the porch where paul was waiting looking just as shocked as you.

“paul!” you screamed again, running into his arms and he quickly wrapped his arms around you, holding your head to his chest as sobs racked through your body, neither of you sure how to respond to what you just witnessed.

“shhhhh…” he murmured, pressing his lips to the crown of your head, “you’re okay, you’re okay.” he cooed, slowly rocking you back and forth as you tried to catch your breath and figure out what was going on. 

“what even was that- why did he-” you blubbered, looking up at paul as you let out another sob, fists tightening on his t-shirt as you held onto him tightly.

paul watched you sadly, continuing to hold you tightly to his chest as he tried to figure out what to say. he had zero plans of telling you about the wolves anytime soon, figuring the less you knew the better but now that all went to shit thanks to jacob. 

“i didn’t want to tell you,” paul sighed, watching your facial expressions in an attempt to get a better reading of you but was left with nothing as you continued sobbing, tears rapidly streaming down your cheeks. 

“you weren’t gonna tell me that your friend turns into a giant wolf?” you exclaimed, not sure whether you should be mad at him or grateful. he clearly didn’t want to tell you because of the absolutely horrific reaction he correctly anticipated you’d be having. 

paul sighed again, “i didn’t want to stress you out about it,” he explained softly, “between your classes and work and everything i didn’t think there was a good time to tell you.” 

you whimpered, not sure how to respond so you just buried your face in the crook of his arm, hugging him just as tightly as he was holding you. you thought about it then, how his friend group was all so close, all of them were always at the council meetings suspiciously after they had their “glow ups” as you called it (or steroids as the rest of la push called it). the more you thought of it, the more things started clicking into place and you turned your head to look over at jacob, who was still a massive wolf, and the rest of paul’s friend group were surrounding him and trying to calm him down. 

you froze then, slowly releasing your grip on paul’s shirt as you squirmed out of his grip, cautiously stepping back from him. paul watched you wearily, and by the look on his face, he knew you figured it out. 

“y/n,” your name fell off his lips, both of you anxiously waiting for the other to say something, “i’m sorry.” he said softly, stepping closer to you but you stepped back, your back now pressed up against emily’s porch. 

“don’t touch me-” you whimpered, anxiously looking around as you tried to figure out what your options were. you quickly realized there was no way you were going to outrun an entire pack of massive wolves with anger management problems.

in your anxiety you missed the heartbroken look paul had on his face, equally unsure of how to calm you down without intimidating you. “i’m not gonna hurt you princess,” paul attempted to reassure you, frowning as you looked back to him, looking up with tears still rapidly streaming down your face. 

seeing you weren’t calming down and, if anything, were working yourself up more, he raised his hands so you could see his palms, slowly lowering himself to the ground until he was on his knees in front of you. you watched the notoriously proud man cautiously, slowly taking in a deep breath with him as you tried to recenter yourself so you could catch your breath.

your bottom lip warbled as you tried to calm yourself down, “paul-” you sobbed his name after a moment, quickly dropping down so you could sit on his lap, wrapping yourself around him when you realized he was being genuine when he said he wasn’t going to hurt you. paul let out an audible exhale, quickly wrapping his arms around you and held you tightly to his chest. 

“shhh…” he cooed, “take some deep breaths princess.” he murmured into your hair, thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your side and shoulder as he held you close to him.

you nodded, sniffling as you worked at calming yourself through deep breaths like he suggested, “there you go,” he whispered as he felt your breathing start to even out after a minute, “good job kitten.” he murmured, pressing another soft kiss to the crown of your head.

after a few minutes you looked up at him, sliding your hands up his chest as you tried to figure out what to say, paul sensed your hesitence and slid one hand up your back and gently cupped your face in his hand, “are you okay?” he asked softly, watching as you slowly nodded, looking over to the rest of the boys who seemed to have calmed jacob down and were making their way back over to the two of you. 

“none of them are gonna hurt you, i promise.” he reassured, sensing the jump in your heart rate when you saw the boys walking back over.

you slowly nodded again, looking back over to paul, “so you…” you trailed off, not sure how to ask your boyfriend if he turned into a massive werewolf. 

“turn into a wolf? yea.” paul finished for you, thumb brushing the stray tears off your cheeks. “it was right after we started going out - i didn’t know how to tell you without scaring you.” he continued, offering you a sad smile when you nodded, wrapping your arms back around his neck and hugging him tightly to you.

you lifted your head when you heard the familiar sound of sam’s truck pulling into the driveway, emily and you made eye contact and she quickly jumped out of the truck, running over to you and paul. “oh honey,” she cooed, kneeling down in the dirt with you and paul. you leaned off paul for a moment to hug her which she quickly reciprocated. “he told you?” she asked softly, hugging you tighter when you nodded against her shoulder.

“finally!” kim and rachel’s voices came from behind you. you let out a weak laugh, letting go of emily and shifting in paul’s lap to straighten yourself out as you brushed away your stray tears with the back of your hand.

“what happened?” leah’s voice came from beside you as she kneeled next to her cousin, also watching you wearily. 

“embry,” sam emphasized before continuing, “called jacob a clown and he shifted in front of her.” he explained as the rest of the boys came over, everyone sitting down by you and paul. 

“sorry,” embry mumbled sheepishly, both of you letting out soft laughs at how stupid jacob’s anger was, “i didn’t think he was crazy like that!” embry added, causing a few laughs to erupt from everyone else. 

paul gently ran his hand up your back, offering you a soft smile, “you feeling better?” he asked softly and you nodded, taking another deep breath with him. 

“billy is gonna lose his mind when he hears what went down-” quil laughed, “the council meeting tonight is gonna be so much fun!” he exclaimed, the rest of the pack laughing in agreement. 

you sniffled as you let out another giggle, “why don’t you two go back to your apartment and get ready and then we’ll meet you there?” emily suggested thoughtfully, giving your hip a soft squeeze.

paul nodded, “you okay with that?” he asked you softly, the corner of his lip pulling into a smile when you nodded, “okay let’s do that then.” he cooed, getting up with you in his arms. 

you peeked over your shoulder, waving goodbye to the boys, embry, quil, and jared blowing you kisses causing you to giggle as paul led you over to his car. 

by the time the council meeting came around that night you were able to calm yourself down, take a shower, and get changed into something comfortable so you could hear the legends with a new, more accurate perspective.

[fashionteahouse]

Oooo I didn’t know u we’re doing Cauis ❤️ can I get one where cauis is married to a human and he protects her from everything cause even tho she want to turn she wants to wait until her 23 birthday but she ends up pregnant and cauis being scared of what aro might do he turns to the Cullens for help and he’s an absolute dream when the baby comes but he’s sacred for the reader too please make it long

yes yes 🙂‍↕️ hope you enjoy :)

plans - cauis x reader

Eyes were shut as the birthday wish was being made. Thinking and thinking of what to wish for, it ended up being something simple.

You didn’t say it out loud. If you did, it wouldn’t come true.

“I wish for me and my husband to live a fruitful future.”

Blowing out the candles, claps from the coven surround the table. Smiling, you look to see shining bright teeth be happy for you.

Caius pulls the cake candles off as he gives you a slice.

As you dip your fork in it to eat it, Caius then pulls out a black box.

The fork clatters down as he reveals an updated wedding ring. Sliding it onto your finger, the sparkle in the ring almost matched the sparkle in your eye.

“It’s perfect. I love you.” you gush and hold his cool cheeks with both of your hands.

“I love you.” he replies back.

Only one more year and you will spend eternity with him. There have been times where you wanted to throw in the towel but, you wanted to feel like you lived your human life to the best of its capacity.

If Caius’ touches made you melt while you were still human, you couldn’t wait until you turned to be able to enjoy it for all of eternity.

It wasn’t materialistic. You knew the gift that he pumped inside of you came from him, deep in his heart. Your eyes squeeze shut as your inside clung to him while he clung to your back to press you against his chest. Your bucks were wild and crazy, you leaned to his earlobe, taking it into your mouth as you softly suck it and let it go.

His groans became louder as he lost his rhythm. You both clutched to each other as perfect timing let you both hit your peak.

The chunks blew out of you and into the toilet bowl. You kneeled, out of breath and whimpered. You hated the feeling of your stomach pushing in to get all of the vomit out. After rinsing your mouth, Caius carries you back to bed.

“I have so much to do today.” you rasp out as he tucked you tight into bed.

“There’s no way I’m letting my wife overwork herself. Please rest.” he coos to you. His cool hand rest on your forehead and it felt amazing, you felt like you were overheated.

Staring into the mirror, you thought you were going crazy. A curious hand laid on your stomach as you waited.

You felt a small movement that made you jump. How was this possible? How was it possible that your stomach was flat but you felt something move? How was it possible that a vampire who can’t reproduce, reproduced? Maybe you really were just sick and delirious.

You jump back into bed, shutting your eyes. Your hand still snaked to rest protectively on your stomach.

As he fed you soup, you lick your lips from the remaining taste that was left on your lips.

“Caius?” you whisper to him.

He sets the bowl down, “Yes, darling.”

You huff a bit before asking, “Are you sure..That vampires can’t have children?”

His face began to get sad. This conversation has been talked about before. He knew how much you wanted a family, but he explained how he was unable to give you that. He could give you everything, but just not that.

“Yes. I would love for you to be the mother of my children.” he says passionately.

You nod. You decided to check it out for sure. Just to ease your mind, you were going to take tests to be sure.

Four sticks stared back at you. You didn’t know whether or not to be happy or confused, but this was a start of something new.

You weren’t almost patient to wait for Caius to get home. When he did, you thought you would’ve knocked him over from how you ran a hug into him.

He chuckles as he held you close, your feet lifted from the ground as he lays kisses on your skin. You couldn’t stop smiling. He sets you down.

“I see someone is feeling better.” he states as he looks at you.

You take a hand, place it on your stomach and watch him form a look of confusion.

Smiling big, “We’re going to be parents after all.” you say, your voice in excitement.

Caius freezes. His eyes showed the many emotions on his face. You were almost scared as you let his hand drop. A look of defeat rest of your face.

“Are you sure?” he asks, quietly but as if he discovered a phenomenon.

You don’t say anything as you move to retrieve the four pregnancy tests that showed “+” and “pregnant” displayed on them. You were very sure.

He still doesn’t react.

“What’s wrong? I thought….I thought this would be good for us.”

“I don’t know.” he says shaking his head as he moves to sit down, but he takes your hand with him as he snuggles you close to him.

“Wait, lay down.” he tells you. You’re confused but you choose to do so anyway.

With your stomach facing up, he places his ear on it, listening and waiting. You watch as his face gets emotional. He clutched onto you as he then places a kiss on your cloth covered stomach.

“You can’t hear me yet. But I can hear you.” he whispers. His voice was thick and filled with emotion.

You laugh happily as a smile is stuck to your husband’s face. He lay in bed, holding your naked body close to his. It felt like he fell in love with you all over again.

“We have a problem.” he whispers as he runs his hand down your shoulder as you lay on his chest.

“What’s that?” you ask. Everything that you both have wanted, finally was granted.

“Aro.” he says darkly, it sounded like he spat out the name.

You knew about the rules. No immortal children. Your heart races. The child you were going to have, shared his father’s immortal DNA.

Sitting up, “What are we going to do?” you whisper, feeling tears coming.

He shushes you, seeing you become emotional.

“I will handle it. We’re going to need help though.” he tells you. His voice was sure. As long as he was confident, you were confident. It took you a while to calm down enough to drift off, but it only gave Caius the time to think.

”Are you sure we’re not in trouble?” Carlisle carefully asks his daughter who was frozen. She announced that Caius was coming. Specifically to seek the Cullens.

“I don’t see chaos or violence. I just see a conversation. Maybe he will warn us about something. It’s only him. He’s not with Aro or the twins or anybody.” Alice recalls.

Pulling the car to park, he made sure to keep the warm air flowing out as you were buckled into the passenger seat.

“I will come back to get you okay? I need to make sure it’s safe.” Caius tells you as you both stare at the house.

You nod once. He pulls your chin to him as he covered his mouth with yours. Breathing each other in, you both silently told each other “I love you”.

Pressing a kiss on your stomach, he steps out of the car. He doesn’t walk up the stairs. He stands in front of the house. You watched as a coven of vampires emerge out of the home and onto the porch.

Caius makes sure to be non threatening.

“I come in peace. I was hoping we could have a quick chat, Carlisle.” Caius says to the older vampire.

Carlisle nods once as he is left alone on the porch. He comes down to meet Caius, he knew him well enough that his intentions had a hint of genuine concern about something.

“It’s good to see you Caius.” Carlisle says politely.

“It’s good to see you too.” Caius answers back with a slight grin.

“Not that I appreciate your visit, but is there anything I can help you with?” The doctor asks.

“In fact there is.” Caius says as he turns his head to the running car, he tells you to come.

Stepping out of the stopped car, you slowly walk and almost hide behind Caius.

Caius keeps your hand tight in his as he introduced you to the vampire that raked his eyes over you. Feeling the sense of safety, you reach out to shake his hand, but he instead gently gives you a hug.

“Follow me.” Carlisle says as he leads you both into the home. Other amber eyed vampires watched as you and your husband step into the home with the leader of the coven.

Caius nods them all hello as they nod back, still tense. You follow Carlisle into his home office.

He examines you, he is amazed. You are indeed pregnant.

“The baby is growing at an exceptionally fast rate.” he tells you both.

Carlisle hasn’t seen Caius smile like this before. His hard exterior was hard pressed into his mind, the smile almost seemed out of place.

It doesn’t last for long before Caius turns back to seriousness.

“We have a problem. Aro.” he speaks out. Caius rubs small intimate circles on your hand to calm your racing heart.

He didn’t have to say much. Carlisle understood exactly what was being implied.

“I might have to look further into it, but you two are more than welcome to stay here if you would like.”

Carlisle shows you a room where you can get rest from the long journey. You thank him again for his help and hospitality.

“We will figure it out and get through this together.” he says in a helpful tone.

As you rest, Caius help Carlisle put two and two together.

“The problem is, the child is growing fast. This means they will feed off of the mother more than her body will keep up.” Carlisle says to Caius.

Caius grows terrified, “Will something happen to the baby?”

“No. Not at all. However, Y/N is what I’m worried about. The baby can hurt the delicate body of the mother.”

“Will changing her work?” Caius asks out of desperation.

“Im not sure on how the venom will respond to the baby. I think it would be best to carry out her term here. We can keep watch and I will be able to be there if any changes happen.” the doctor explains.

Caius nods.

“Do you think…Aro will kill them.” Caius asks, almost too scared to ask.

“See, that’s the thing. The baby has human DNA. Honestly, the baby has to arrive before we can know for sure.”

Caius agrees to staying. You got to know the Cullen coven. Rosalie helped you pick out names. You didn’t have much energy but you appreciated her enthusiasm for the new world of motherhood. Forgetting to get clothes to fit your newly built body, Alice had you covered with maternal clothes that still made you feel stylish. You appreciated her taste in fashion.

Weird cravings however, were starting to worry you. They started off strange, but a normal enough amount of strange.

One day, you cut yourself as you sliced a tomato for your sandwich as the vampires hunted to savor their own hunger.

Bringing your bloody finger to your mouth, you almost moaned at how good it tasted. You pull your finger quickly away once you realized this.

“The baby has thirst for blood it seems.” Carlisle tells you, as you bring your worries to him.

A hand rests of the swollen stomach that looked like it was going to burst any moment.

Carlisle was a bit worried. He tried his best to pump you with vitals but it seemed to get sucked away by the living person inside of you.

“I have no energy as well. I was out of breath just from making a sandwich.” you tell him.

Caius hearing this, he leaves the room. Carlisle follows after him after he helps you lay down on the couch. You were getting worried by his departure. It wasn't until you were dozing off until Carlisle comes back with him, handing you a cup.

“Please drink this. Caius thinks this will work. It may give you some type of energy.” Carlisle says to you.

You take it, looking at the red liquid. You look to Caius as he sits close to you, putting your feet into his lap. It was okay for you to drink.

Taking a sip, the taste was exquisite. You sucked the liquid until the cup was empty. Caius is relaxed and has a happy look on his face.

“Better?” he asks you softly.

“A bit, yes.” you tell him honestly.

“Don’t worry. Once our family is complete, this will all be worth it.”

“I know.” you tell him and lean to give him a kiss.

A gush of water burst from you as Caius helps you clean yourself up in the bath.

Laying you down on the table, you just remember being in pain. Medication wasn’t working. It felt like something was scratching inside of you to burst through. Screams were held at an high octave as Carlisle prepares you to push. Pushing not working, Carlisle has to use other measures.

“Get her out of pain, Carlisle!” Caius hisses at the doctor.

“You have to bite through the sac.” Carlisle orders Caius, as he cuts just above the pubic bone. Caius is getting angry by the pain that being caused to you.

It was a drastically painful process. The bloody, but crying baby was beautiful.

“I love you both.” you whisper to Caius as you allow him to have a turn to hold them. Pressing lips to yours, “I love you too.” he says back.

He held the baby tight as he placed a careful kiss on the baby’s forehead. His eyes shined as he looked at his first born. Cooing and whispering, “I’m your dad.” “Yes, it’s me.”

Carlisle is too focused on keeping your heart beating. The chances of you was making it was low.

“I need you to stay awake for me, Y/N.” Carlisle says, watching your eyes trying to droop.

Your eyelids were getting heavy, you just focused on your husband and your baby. You felt completely wiped. You wanted to do nothing but sleep.

Caius noticing, he calls for Rosalie to hold the newborn, the person he knows you trust with the child. Making sure the baby is clean, Carlisle orders Rosalie to stay out of the room as she catches a whiff of your blood.

Caius tried talking to you to keep you talking but, Carlisle noticed your heart beat slowing down.

“Please don’t be mad. I love you.” Caius says in a panicked state. He kisses you quickly but deeply.

He then moves and grasp your neck and bites down hard, injecting venom into your bloodstream. He doesn’t let go.

Even though his cold mouth was on your neck, you didn’t feel the usual goosebumps like you always did. Instead, your body felt warm. The warmth intensified as your body felt hotter and hotter. It felt like you were being burnt alive.

Withering in pain, you curse everything around you. You wanted to rip through your skin. You wished you were strong enough to push Caius off of you. Caius only held onto you as he kept biting your neck, focusing on putting as much venom in your bloodstream.

“That’s enough Caius. She will turn.” Carlisle says. Even though your screams were bloodcurdling, Caius heard him and slowly detached himself from you.

He hated seeing you in pain. It made him remember his own transformation. He wanted to cry so badly. He turned his back.

Rosalie held the newborn close to her as she went to the other side of the house. A fresh warm bottle of milk was sucked down by the newly arrived human.

Rosalie sung a soft lullaby to the baby. Edward played a peaceful piece, trying his best to block out the painful screams that were coming from behind the closed door.

Jasper rises up and makes his way into the room that you were in. He focused on easing your emotion of pure pain and agony.

Your clothes were dirty, you sped through the forest, attacking your first victim. You were so thirsty, you didn’t wait for Caius to catch up. He was too busy amazed, you were so beautiful that it seemed as though you weren’t in pain, just three days prior.

Walking back to the Cullen’s house, hand in hand with the thirst of the both of you being taken care of, you both freeze as you see the front door opened.

A crisp wave of a familiar scent hits your nose. You look to Caius as he moves protectively in front of you.

Walking into the house, the older vampire turns, clasping his hands together.

“Y/N. Caius.” he says.

“Aro.” you both say at the same time.

“I’m a bit hurt. A farewell would’ve been nice.”

“We had a situation to handle.” Caius answers back, not backing down.

“I see.” Aro says with a spark in his eye, showing a small grin. He then catches sight of you, moving toward you but Caius keeps you behind him as he stares down at the leaders

“Relax Caius. I’m just happy that your wife is finally a part of us, is all.” Aro says.

You knew what he wanted. You held your hand for him to take. He’s flattered, giving you a smile. He hold your hand tight as he watched your memories of what has happened for the past couple of weeks. You watched as his emotions quickly changed on his face through each event.

Letting your hand go, he turns his head to Rosalie who is protectively holding the baby. He walks towards them, but the Cullens hiss and get ready to pounce, circling in front of Rosalie and the baby to back Aro off.

“I hear a heart beat.” Aro just simply says.

“I don’t trust you.” Caius spits out.

“My, my, my. I don’t think there’s any need for that, Caius.” Aro replies back.

“The baby is not immortal. So therefore, you can’t kill it.” Carlisle says, speaking up for you and Caius.

Aro stared at the stirring baby in Rosalie’s arms.

“Do you see the blood in their cheeks as well?” Carlisle asks him.

Aro takes a moment to appreciate the sight. Glad that execution isn’t needed, glad that no rules have been broken, he forms his lips into a civilized smile.

“I do. I have no plans of execution. All of this time, I thought it was impossible. Y/N, do you mind if I hold them?” he asks you.

Caius looks to you. You then look to Aro, giving him a short nod.

Aro holds the small child as if it was a delicate china dish. Your shoulders relax, sensing the genuine love that Aro was starting to have for the child.

You give Carlisle a strong hug, hugging him tight. “Thanks so much for everything.” you tell him.

“Of course, Y/N. Have you thought of being on the same diet as us?”

“Maybe.” you say thinking of your child but you didn’t feel the strong thirst when it came to them. You preferred your prey to be trapped in fear, it made the blood sweeter in your opinion.

“If you have any questions or concerns, call me please.” Carlisle says. You nod as you hug him again. “It was nice to meet you. Please visit us from time to time.” he tells you. You smile at him.

“Please visit us.” Rosalie tells you.

You tinker out a laugh, knowing she wants to be around your child. The baby was out of its newborn phase, but still small enough to still hold. You started to see the sped up growth in real time, before your eyes.

The new addition, added a bit of excitement for the Volturi coven. The child kept everyone busy, even causing some disagreements and fights over who gets to watch the child first.

Soon, your baby was talking. First words were, “Da-da.” Caius couldn’t have asked for anything more perfect. Being a dad meant something special for him. He was glad to finally be able to gift you something that you have always wanted. A family. A family that would last forever.

[lunajay33]

Waiting🖤 Part.2

Summary: After decades of being alone without a love of his own he finally finds her in a gloomy town of forks, his brother Edward isn’t the only lucky one

Pairing: Emmett Cullen x f! Swan reader

Warning: angsty, fluffy sunshine Emmett

Part.1

•Masterlist•

Friday came and I was a nervous wreck, I didn’t care to tell Bella or dad about this seeing as Bella has already distanced herself from me and I didn’t wanna get dads hopes up, sitting in math class, the last class of the day I kept glancing at the clock ticking closer and closer to the final bell, trying to distract myself I delved back into the worksheet infront of me, soon enough the bell rang and my heart jumped

Anxiously I threw everything into my bag and left the school straight to the parking lot, where Emmett was leaned against his silver jeep, when his eyes landed on me that bright smile stretch across his face making his amber eyes shine

“Hey gorgeous you ready for the best night of your life?” I could feel the heat rush to my face only making his smirk widen

“Not like that y/n, not yet anyways, come on hop in” he said as he held the door open for me, quickly getting in the drivers seat next to me

“Sooo um what’re we doing?”

“Thought we could go hiking, maybe get out of the cloud bank into some sunlight”

“I love hiking! Sounds like fun” finally relaxing knowing now it’s something I’m use to doing

He drove for a while out of forks to a near by hiking trail not commonly used by the public, we got out and started our journey

“So tell me a bit about yourself Angel” he said breaking the silence

“Well there’s not much to know, I’ve lived here my whole life, my sister and mom left when I was young so it’s just been me and my dad, I became homeschooled until now and I usually just read and do homework”

“Not a big social butterfly I assume?”

“Not really, what about you? Tell me everything!”

“Well I have 4 adopted siblings, Jasper, Alice, Rosalie and Edward, you’ll love Alice she’s the sweetest, I like getting out into the forest, love music and working out”

“Yeah I can tell” I smiled glancing at his bulging muscles under his long sleeve shirt

“Woah she’s got some fire in her after all” he laughed nudging my arm

“What can I say you bring it out of me” his hand grazed against mine until he went for it and intertwined his fingers through mine

“Why so nervous pretty girl? Do I fluster you?”

“Maybe, I’ve never really done stuff like this but it’s nice” I saw his features soften as he looked down at me and gently squeezed my hand

“Really? A beautiful thing like yourself, I’m surprised you don’t have boys on their knees begging for your attention”

“I think you have me mixed up with my sister” I laughed nervously

“And who might that be because I don’t even need to see her to know your beauty is beyond anything of this world”

“Emmett stop you’re just trying to make me blush, and my sister is Bella, Bella swan she’s new to the school” he stopped dead in his tracks with a shocked expression

“Bella is your sister, like your actual sister?”

“So you already know her, not a surprise”

“No it’s not that, my brother Edward has been after her since she came at the start of the week, kind of funny how two brothers can like two sisters, but I must say I got the more beautiful”

“You’re too sweet Em, I can’t believe she hasn’t said anything”

“Edward is a very awkward secretive guy I’m sure Bella is the same way maybe that’s why she hasn’t said anything”

“Can’t say you’re wrong”

He looked me up and down trying to judge something, curious

“Do you trust me?”

“I only just meet you but yeah, I do”

In an instant he flung me over his back so I was clung to him like a monkey

“Hold on tight sunshine” everything flew by in a blur, there was no shape to anything with the speed he was going, but however he was doing this it didn’t scare me or make me wonder what the hell was happening, I actually felt at peace

Soon enough he stopped as we cleared the cloud bank and the sun was beaming, he placed me gently back down on my feet and turned around, his skin was like a million tiny crystals, I was in awe by how much more beautiful he became

“Are you scared?” He asked as his face scrunch with worry

I raised my hand and traced down his cheek feeling his hard cold skin

“No quite the opposite, you’re beautiful Emmett”

“Don’t you wanna know what I am?” He asked placing his hands on my hips

“Whatever you are I’d never judge, I feel you’d never hurt me so I don’t care what you are”

“How did I get so lucky” he stated as he lifted me like I weighed a feather, wrapping my legs around his waist

“What do you mean?”

“Us vampires have mates and the moment you bumped into me in the hallways I knew you were mine, the one I’m meant to spend the rest of my life with”

“But why me, you could have anybody”

“You’re everything I’ll ever need, I wish you could see yourself the way I see you Angel, and I’ll spend the rest of eternity showing you how amazing you are”

My heart swelled with the most love I’ve ever felt and I’m lucky enough to finally find the one who will brighten my life

Taglist: @whit0912 @serenadingtigers @twilightlover2007

[volturissideslut]

𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖑𝖊 𝕮𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓

14 so soon? wow

“I’ve got to go” he mumbles between kisses, having been attacked at the front door by you just before he left for work. Not that he was going to stop reciprocating, of course. This had to be his favourite time of day with you. 

“Five more minutes? Or ten even?” you ask oh so sweetly, pulling him in for a deep kiss that almost has him breathless.

“I can’t, you know I can’t” he mutters, contradicting himself with his actions but chasing your lips back when you pull away.

A teasing smile etches itself onto your face, “Oh? Well then I guess this will have to wait until you get back from work, Mr. Cullen” you open the robe of his that you borrowed, bottom lip caught between your teeth, and give him a little spin revealing the nice lingerie set you had put on just for him.

His hands go to his chin, pinching at his face as if this were a wonderful dream and he needed to check. “Little minx” he grins and pulls you in for one more deep kis.

“Nuh uh” you grin, wagging your finger disapprovingly, “you’re gonna be late for work.” With a mock pout you send him off all riled up. He still gets to work an hour late, needing that time to calm himself down in the car before going in. You’re in for it when he gets back, little minx.

[halesinger]

⟡ 𝔱𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 on a rainy day

✦ jasper definitely uses the time to spend with you. since he doesn't sleep, he is always up before you, (and he for sure uses the phrase: the early bird gets the worm.) he’ll want to stay in bed for as long as possible and soak up all the love you have to give him. his fingers will trace lovingly across up and down your arm, pulling your head closer to his chest, and listening to the gentle patter of the rain outside. he loves the soft, slow moments with you.

✦ alice loves playing in the rain. she’ll pull you aside from whatever you’re doing, with a cheeky grin on her face, letting you know she’s up to something. before you know it, you’re outside in the pouring rain as her giggles fill your ears. she’ll grab your form and make you dance with her, but it’s just an excuse to be close to you. if you she notices you’re shivering more than laughing, she’ll rush you inside to get you changed into dry clothes and cozy up next to the fireplace.

✦ edward would usually spend the days that are filled with murky weather to hunt, but ever since you came into his life, he enjoys spending it with you instead. after lousing around together for some time, he’ll get the idea to put on a movie. he’ll gather blankets while you get enough pillows for the both of you. once you’ve made your little comfy spot on the couch in the living area, he’d suggest some old documentary, shown only in black and white, that you’ve never even heard the name of. upon seeing your face turn up at the suggestion, he let’s you pick and cozies up next to you under the blankets, as the film starts.

✦ unlike edward, emmett for sure uses this time to hunt. but only if it’s with you. if you’re a vampire, it’s pretty easy. just find, hunt, and kill. but if you’re human, it’s a little rough. he’ll carry you on his back for the most part, but he likes seeing you struggle, but only to an extent (sadist emmett anyone??). so he’ll have you walking if he thinks you can handle it.

✦ esme likes to use the extra time indoors to try out new recipes. she’ll be whipping up something in the kitchen, waving you over to try it. after looking into the bowl she’s stirring, it looks to be some form of soup. she’ll dip her finger in and hold it up for you to taste, looking at you expectantly. of course, she is an amazing cook (even for being a vampire), so it’s no surprise that you take a liking to it. she smiles warmly when you give her a nod of approval and will ask you to stay to help her out in the kitchen.

↳ i didn’t add carlisle or rosalie, because i couldn’t think of anything for them, so my apologies. also i hope this isn’t too bad, i haven’t written anything in awhile :(

⟡ likes and reblogs are appreciated !!

[leahsflwer]

Twilight - Them finding you crying 🌧️ pt.1

Warnings: Mentions of $uicidal thoughts, depression, insecurities, angst topics, fluff

Twilight characters x Y/N (Your/Name)

Jasper -

He had searched around for you and only found you after like thirty minutes. The rain was playing with his smell but once he stood outside he eventually found you crying in the rain and looking up at the sky, shaking. You were still human at the current moment so it was hard for him to get close but he pushed himself after seeing you were in pain. He put the umbrella above your head, not caring that he was getting wet. He asked you to come inside in the warmth.

~“Please join me inside. We can talk there. I do not care of getting wet ma’am but you are still living, you can get sick and unwell”

Carlisle -

He instantly noticed you sitting in the Cullen kitchen, sitting at the kitchen bench, staring at the same cup of tea for an hour. He walked around the bench and placed a hand on your shoulder, asking you what was on your mind and that he was there to listen. Which he perfectly did, he looked you in the eyes, held your hands as you spoke up and cried, he was a brilliant listener and gave you the best advice he could.

Emmet -

When he noticed you at school crying in the empty corridor and leaning against your locker he asked you what was wrong. You snapped at him and told him to leave you alone. He instantly put his hands up and turned around to leave. But you then asked him to stay. Which he did, awkwardly standing beside you and noticing the writing on your locker, gently moving you and reading the message from your bully, making him angry. You had to talk him out of going to hurt them.

Edward -

He could read your mind often but respected your wishes of privacy until you had been silent and not able to communicate with him well. He decided it had gone to far and he read your mind as your stood in their living room. He heard your thoughts of not wanting to be alive anymore and he was broken and so hurt. He grabbed your wrist and spun you around to face him. He wiped your tears away and sighed.

~”I can’t live without you. You mean everything to me love. I mean that.”

Rosalie -

You were in her room upstairs thinking she was gone out, only for her to return and seeing you a mess on her bed, tears and tissues everywhere. When she walking over to you and saw you with teary eyes she felt heartbroken, then mad as her fists clench. Yelling and asking who hurt you, ready to kill anyone in her path. But you shook your head and she finally gave in after a moment and hugged you.

Jacob -

He is soft when is comes to those he loves. So the moment he saw you get out of your car in front of his house crying his chest ached. He stayed silent as he followed you into his little open shed and watched as you sat down, sniffling. He kneeled down in front of you and apologised. Wether it was his fault or not, he would still apologise, feeling it’s his fault for not stopping your from feeling that way, he knows the feeling and hates it.

Alice -

She was simply outside for a walk and smiling at the trees, the flowers and the pretty blue bird in front of her when she had a vision of you kneeling on the floor, crying. She dropped the plants and ran back to the house, immediately running upstairs and seeing you collapse to the floor crying. She helped you up and pulled you into her arms, rubbing your back and asking what’s wrong. She wiped away your tears as you spoke and nodded at each sentence, being an absolute Angel towards you.

Bella -

Mike and Jessica laughed when you laid with your head down in class and asked Bella to wake you up, but after they left you lifted your head up and revealed that you were crying the entire time. Those two had said some horrid things about you and you felt sick in the stomach. You told Bella and she was shocked. Staring at you for a moment, lip biting in thought before standing up and giving you her hand. She took you outside for fresh air and then took you out on a relaxing night at her place to comfort you.

Charlie -

As you stood there at the Swan residence you stood downstairs and looked at yourself in the mirror, taking in the details of the dress tightly around your body hating the sight. You felt your insecurities digging into your body like stones. It was painful and you wanted to ball your eyes out. Until you seen Charlie in the mirror, he came up behind you with a soft smile. You told him you didn’t quite like the outfit, in fact you hated anything on your body, you just felt ugly in everything, not matter what you did.

~”I think you look beautiful. Everything looks perfect on you. You may not see it Y/N. But I can, the world can see it. You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen and I mean that. Now go on, you look stunning” he finished up once he saw Bella join you

Aro -

He would have been wandering around the home of Volturi and noticed a figure sitting on the floor in the hallway, their black robe covering their face. He looked down and caught a glimpse of your face. He kneeled before you and took the hood off your head. Wiping away your tears and putting his hands out and asking you to stand up. After he helped you up he spoke to you and asked about your day, doing everything (secretly without you noticing) to distract you from being upset. Once he saw you finally chuckle he couldn’t help but smile, gently rubbing your cheek with his thumb.

[andreafmn]

Bound | Chapter 9

Word Count: 3.3K

Summary: Rosalie always carried the resentment of not being able to fulfill the image of the perfect family she had in her head. But the universe had set out to grant her everything she could’ve hoped for in the most unconventional way and in the form of a witch. Can their love withstand the promise of forever or will Rosalie and (Y/N) succumb to the grapples of time?

A/N: next chapter is gonna be steaaaamy decided to cut it here because I needed to update the story like yesterday. But I love them too much (even though I know they are not endgame and I'm literally the writer 😭😭) Can I make fanfiction of my own fanfiction?? *asking for a friend*

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Time seemed to move differently in the face of eternity. A year passed by in a flash and (Y/N) would not have noticed had it not been for the absence of Beatrice. 

She had been preparing for a morning class when the mailman slid a letter through her door’s mail slot. She knew it was something that would arrive anytime soon, but she still wasn’t ready for when it did. In her hands rested a forest green envelope with gold lettering and her name staring back at her. Of course (Y/N) knew what it was. But the witch didn’t want to believe it had arrived. 

“You are cordially invited to the soulbinding ceremony between Beatrice Cabot and Russell Morgan,” (Y/N) said with a scoff. “Guess I should have seen this one coming.” 

As the spiteful words left her mouth, the witch found herself regretting them. She had said it in solitude, yet she still felt they had reached her raven-haired friend. The wedding was inevitable. After she had left them behind, it was the normal trajectory of their life. Bea would live, she would marry, she’d have children, she would live. They were all things (Y/N) could not give her, could have never given her. 

The wedding was only a day away when the envelope arrived, and it made her think maybe they didn’t truly want her there. She had probably been invited mostly out of a formality, but by sending it so close to the date, she believed they were hoping she would show up at all. And maybe she wouldn’t. (Y/N) believed that until she turned the paper over. Behind the thick cardboard, in the same perfectly crafted calligraphy, the words ‘Come home’ were written. It was a beacon back, a desperate cry for a last solace. Bea hadn’t pushed her away; she never had. They had merely become victims of time and space, of busy schedules and raying lifestyles. 

But the love? Oh, the love burned bright and hot, lying patiently waiting for the moment it could blaze through everything in its path. Beatrice was (Y/N)’s eternal love. She didn’t know there would be another far greater and far grander. But for the time being, Beatrice was love incarnate for the witch. She was the girl’s first taste of a love so intense it surpassed societal boundaries and predetermined limitations. A love so pure it wasn’t jealous or selfish, greedy or impatient—just love in its most pristine form. 

Before she could think twice, (Y/N) was running through her apartment, searching for that one piece she needed for the celebration. She had been saving it for a special occasion; not that many came around. And this was the most special event of them all. The love of her life had found a version of happy ever after, and that was all she could ever hope for. Bea was going to be happy, and that was enough. 

There, in the very back of her bedroom closet, is where she found it, still enclosed in the box her mother had stored it in. It was the most expensive piece her mother had owned, and it wasn’t even designer. She pulled the sapphire blue gown out from the tissue paper layer, coughing slightly at the smell of it being stored away. Yet, even after so many years, it was as beautiful as the day her mother had made it. 

In those times, the coven had not been doing well financially—no one was—and her mother’s younger sister had caught the eye of a particular rich bachelor in the city. Her wedding was set to be grand. It would even appear in the papers. Her mother was happy for her sister, of course, but she would never be able to afford the dress she had picked for her matron of honor. 

(Y/N) had been twelve then, and she’d witnessed her mother have a discussion with Margaret regarding the matter. The rehearsal dinner alone would put a dent in their finances they didn’t want to spare. Her mother had thought she would either have to ask her sister’s new family for help or not go to the girl’s wedding at all. 

But the older woman had done something neither (Y/L/N) had thought. “I don’t have the money for a new dress,” she had said. “But I do have enough for fabric. Go ahead, get yourself however much you need, and make yourself the most gorgeous gown this coven has ever seen, Nellie. Make those rich people weep with how beautiful you are.” 

“It’s my sister’s wedding, Margaret,” she had smiled with small tears in her eyes. “I can’t upstage her.” 

“She’ll have her entire life to upstage at a party?” Margaret had teased. “She can have a taste for one night.” 

That very afternoon, they went into town and bought yards and yards of sapphire blue satin fabric that looked like real satin. Her mother had set to work the next day, spending hours upon hours working with old and cheap fabric until she had the perfect pattern to follow. Even with the mismatched cotton pieces, (Y/N) had thought the dress was beautiful, a gown fit for a queen. 

“This is just so I don’t mess up the real thing,” her mother had told her as she hemmed the bottom of the practice piece. “This fabric is too beautiful to mess up.” 

“Then, can I keep this one, mommy?” young (Y/N) had asked. “If you’re gonna make yourself another, that is.” 

“Tell you what, little one. The dress will be yours as soon as you grow into it. And I can’t wait to see how beautiful you will be in it.” 

“But where am I going to wear it to?” 

“Wherever you like to, my dear,” she had smiled brightly. “You’re gonna do great things, my dear jewel. This will just become one gown amongst many.” 

Nellie had been right about one thing. (Y/N) did grow into the dress but her mother had not been able to see her in it. Only two years later, her mother passed, and the dress remained in the white box her mother had neatly folded it into for over a decade. 

Finally, (Y/N) had a place to wear the gown, yet her mother still wouldn’t be able to see it. But the most important person in her life would, and that’s what truly mattered to her. The dress would serve a purpose, and, just like her mother had said, she would look beautiful in it. 

After packing any other essentials, the witch left her apartment and did not look back. She took a taxi down to Rice Field, earning herself a weird look from the driver. It wasn’t usual for a single lady to be dropped off in the middle of the woods with a suitcase at midnight. But the man took the money and left—couldn’t have been too worried. (Y/N) needed a big enough body of water and a secluded place, and at that time of night, Rice Field was perfect. 

She made it to the river bank in a couple of minutes, breathing in the fresh air that surrounded her. She allowed the water to call to her, the earth to sing, and the wind to whisper. They called her home, called on her magic, and begged for her abilities. 

Home, they told her. Come home. 

(Y/N) knelt by the edge of the river, sinking her hands into the mud as she muttered her incantation. Just like the water implored, she thought of home. She painted the image of Bea in her mind and the Bound Souls’ Bank right behind her. The witch felt the pull toward her home through her limbs, saw the reflection of her river in the water, heard the singing of her birds and trees. 

Home, they told her. Come home. 

The bottom of the river opened up, revealing the portal toward her land. She slung her suitcase over her shoulder and took one step forward, allowing herself to sink into the water. Her body was enveloped in air, surrounded by water, but not a single drop touched her skin. 

Home, she felt. She was going home. 

She walked in darkness for a few seconds, her mind clear about where to go. Water travel wasn’t something she frequented. Given the amount of magical energy it required, she couldn’t do it more than just a few times without depleting her magic for a long time. But this moment required travel faster than any human could create. 

Home. She needed to come home. 

Complete darkness soon turned into sparkling lights in the night sky, into rustling leaves, into a babbling river with a waterfall a hundred feet away. She recognized the smells, the sounds, the sights. From every ripple in the water to every rock on the edge, she knew this place like the back of her hand. Including the girl who had fallen asleep a few feet away. 

On a patch of grass, Bea rested her head on her crossed arms, her eyes fluttering under the weight of sleep. She always looked younger when she slept, but (Y/N) could tell just how much a single year had already transformed her. There were more than just three white hairs on her raven mane, she had new dark circles under her eyes, and the lines on her face had deepened ever so slightly. Yet, her beauty remained. In the witch’s eyes, she was the perfect woman she had fallen for in her teenage years. 

“Darling,” (Y/N) whispered as she shook the girl softly. “Darling, wake up.” 

The younger woman opened her eyes softly, a smile spreading across her mouth as her sights were set on the witch above her. “You’re here,” Beatrice beamed, wrapping her arms tightly around (Y/N)’s neck. “You’re finally home. I thought you weren’t coming.” 

“As if I’d ever miss this for the world,” she chuckled softly. “I just got the letter today. I would have been sooner if I could have.” 

“I waited here every day for two months since we sent the letters,” Bea said. “Something told me I should wait longer today, but I fell asleep while waiting.” 

“That’s alright, darling,” (Y/N) smiled as she caressed her soft cheek. “I’m here now. That’s all that matters.” 

Bea remained quiet as she stared at the woman before her. Tears had formed in the corners of her eyes, glimmering under the light of the moon. They fell promptly down her cheeks, faster and faster, before either could stop them from coming. It seemed as though everything she had been holding inside was making its way out to the surface and wouldn’t stop until it was done.

“I’m getting married, (Y/N),” the younger witch whimpered. “Tomorrow, I’ll be Mrs. Russell Morgan. Beatrice Morgan.” 

“I know, my darling,” she sighed defeatedly. “But what’s the matter? Is he not treating you right? Are you okay?” 

“Oh, no. He treats me wonderfully. Russell is honestly a man designed by the very gods,” Bea chuckled softly. “But he’s not you. I do love him and care for him immensely, but he’s simply not you.” 

“Beatrice…”

“I know. I know I was the one that pushed you away, and we both know it was the right decision,” she sighed. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t miss you with every fiber of my being. You are embedded into my heart and my soul. You are and always will be the one keeper of my love.”

“Bea…”

“Just be mine,” the witch whispered, leaving a kiss on the skin of (Y/N)’s neck. “For one last night, tell me I’m yours and that you are mine. Possess me, own me, claim me. Just this one last time.” 

“Bea, you belong to somebody else now,” (Y/N) muttered. She was trying her best to remain strong for them both. When it came to Beatrice, she was weak, and it wouldn’t take much convincing to fall back in her arms. “Russell is a good man, and I will not allow you to ruin that for yourself.”

“He knows, (Y/N),” Bea stated. “He knows my heart has long been taken from my body. He understands the love I have for you is different than the love I have for him. Russell knows about this proposition—I would never keep this from him.”

“How can I be sure that he truly is okay with this?” 

“May the Great Goddess strike me down right now if I am lying to you,” Beatrice exclaimed. There was no lightning, no thunder, no earth-breaking moment that would say otherwise. “Russell and I have great communication, (Y/N). He knows that my heart aches because you are away. He knows you are the greatest love I have known in this lifetime and the next. He knows that if I don’t do this, there is no way our marriage could ever go on. “Tell me I have you, (Y/N),” she cried. “Tell me I still have you, or I fear I may never breathe again.” 

(Y/N) remained silent for a moment. The woman she loved was on her knees, begging for the same love she had pushed away only a year before. Beatrice had told her to go, to leave her behind and start her new life—she would do the same. She had understood it was the right thing to do because it was what Bea had asked of her. Bea had told her to let go, to forget, to renew. She had told her to live. 

And yet, there she was, pleading for the love she had pushed away. How could (Y/N) refuse? 

“I don’t know how you could ever think that you lost me,” (Y/N) smiled, trapping her worried face between her hands in a gentle caress. “For as long as we both live, you will have me, Beatrice Cabot. My heart belongs to you. My lips belong to you. My soul belongs to you. You are my sun, my moon, and all of my stars. And you, my dear Beatrice, you belong to me too.” 

Bea was too overwhelmed to speak. Instead, she pressed her lips onto (Y/N)’s, whimpering slightly at the touch. A year had felt like an eternity without her—a cruel reminder of what the rest of her life would be. She didn’t delude herself. She knew one day the other witch would come to forget her, at least the love they shared. Forever was far too long, and (Y/N) would one day meet the soul bound to hers. Even if she didn’t forget her, it was inevitable that she would no longer be the love of her life. Moments such as these would be fleeting for the now immortal witch, but they would mean the whole world to Beatrice. 

“Take me home,” Bea whimpered as she clung to the woman’s coat. “Take me home, (Y/N).” 

The older witch took the young woman’s hand, helping her up from the ground while grabbing her suitcase with the other. They ran through the woods, down the same path they had taken since they had been little girls. Branches smacked against their skin, leaves tickling their limbs as they passed, luring laughter from their throats. 

Soon enough, they reached (Y/N)’s old cabin, the very place it had all begun—the place where she’d had all of her firsts. From her birth down to her first kiss, even where she had first taken Bea to bed. It was the place where, no matter how much time passed, she could always call home. No matter how much society advanced, she knew the village would withstand the changes of time, and her home would always stand tall and strong, waiting for her return. 

(Y/N) was sure she’d find a layer of dust covering everything she owned and was surprised to see it all in pristine condition. “You’ve been cleaning,” she smiled. “You even removed the sheets.” 

“If I’m honest, I removed them the very day you left,” Bea said sheepishly. “I couldn’t stand seeing the house abandoned.”

“I love it,” she beamed. “I love you.” 

“I love you too,” the girl smiled. “I love you more than there are words to describe.” 

(Y/N) couldn’t bear being apart from Beatrice any longer. Closing the door behind her, she dropped her suitcase to the ground and crashed her lips back onto hers. Unlike their kiss at the river, this one was desperate. It was the kiss of a woman starved—starved of connection, of affection, of love and passion. It was the answer to a silent prayer. More than a kiss, it was a covenant. An agreement between two souls that yearned for each other. The moment would come to pass, opportunity would cease to appear before them, but the love would burn brightly for as long as they fed it. 

After tasting her mouth and rediscovering every corner she had claimed once, (Y/N) moved to Bea’s jaw, followed by her neck. She knew her body like her own. There was not a spot she had forgotten about. The raven-haired girl moaned as the witch kissed her right below the ear, just as she had done for years. (Y/N) nipped at the skin, smiling as she drew out the melodious tunes from the girl’s throat. Bea snaked her hands into her hair, pulling at it as the other gave her a particular sharp bite. It took everything inside her not to look at Bea’s surprised face, choosing instead to relish in the sweet taste of her skin before traveling further south. 

(Y/N) kissed her way down Bea’s chest, stopping just above the hem of her nightgown where the top of her breast was exposed. That was the moment she noticed the other woman’s attire. Bea had forgone outside clothing and had been waiting in the cold of fall in nothing but a nightgown and a robe. Until then, she hadn’t even noticed just how cold her skin had felt, finding the temperature comfortable enough. “You could have frozen out there,” she worried. “You should have at least worn a coat.” 

“I drank a warming tincture before I left,” Bea assured. “Russell insisted I did.” 

“He really does care for you,” (Y/N) muttered, her tone coming out sadder than she intended. 

“He cares for your happiness as well, my darling,” she smiled, placing her hand under (Y/N)y’s chin so their eyes could meet. “I promise you, he is in accordance with this arrangement. We spent a very long time talking about it. All he wants is for me to be happy, and he knows you make me happy. I’m telling you, he is a man written by the very gods.” 

“I just feel like I’m betraying his friendship. Even betraying you in a way,” the witch admitted. “You’re supposed to marry him tomorrow. You’re going to be bound to him for the rest of your life, and yet, here we are, already breaking the easiest of vows.” 

“We are not breaking anything, (Y/N),” she reassured. “Do you need to hear it come from his mouth? He does not mind this, darling. I would never lie to you.”  

“But…” 

“Just give me tonight,” Beatrice implored. “If you do not feel comfortable after the wedding, then I understand. But I have not stood before him and the Great Goddess yet to make my vows. Tonight, I am as free as the day is young. Tonight, I am allowed to change my mind about marriage if that is what I choose to do.” The girl took hold of (Y/N)’s hand, giving her a comforting squeeze before laying a chaste kiss on her lips. “Stop worrying, my darling. Just give me tonight.” 

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