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[im-ovulating]

Not proofread, or thought out. I just opened the draft and started writing after getting the idea from a gc. Everybody say, "Thank you, Paws!"

@pawspurpaw @alecvolturi @kiiwiigii

It happened because of a joke. A pretty low tier joke too-

You had brought home a new collar for that damned dog of yours, only to jokingly put it on and run off to find him with the sole purpose of hitting him with a singular, 'Woof'. Once you saw you weren't getting more than an unamused, deadpan stare, you had turned tail (ha) and ventured off to put it on the actual dog. What you hadn't known was that the expressionless stare wasn't because Alec is a wet blanket, rather, it was due to the system reboot he had to go through when the sight of that strip of leather around your delicate throat sent a shockwave through him and ignited a primal sort of heat within him.

All of that to explain what brings us to the current scene: you on your hands and knees as Alec pounds into you from behind. His hand is wrapped with the thin cord of a delicate silver leash connected to a pretty pink collar that he's buckled securely around your neck. He uses his hold on the lead to tug and pull you back as you try to squirm away from the overstimulation.

Between your thighs is a sticky mess of your arousal and his cum. It drips obscenely to the silk sheets below as you cry out about it being too much despite the fact that you can feel that all too familiar coiling deep in your tummy.

"Too much?" Alec mocks, giving a harsh tug and momentarily cutting your oxygen intake off. "If it's too much, why are you clenching like you're about to cream all over my cock again?"

Your cheeks burn with a mixture of arousal, humiliation, and exertion. It's a little shameful to admit that it has you teetering even closer to the edge.

"That's it, pet, submit. Submit to the feeling. You're *mine*- My mate. My toy. My pet-" he growls low in his chest as his buries himself deep in you, spilling one last round of cum into your already flooded womb.

Your arms are shaky, your legs jelly, your messy cunt puffy from abuse. And yet you feel yourself tumble over the peak once more. Your arms finally go out and you collapse face first into the sheets, ignoring how the collar digs uncomfortably into the skin of your neck as you strain against the firm grip he holds on the leash. Your mind goes blank as you let out a choked version of his name.

You swear your vision blacks out and your ears are ringing, but through the muffled sound of the world slowly fading back in, you here, "That's my girl... my good, little pet."

[iamcherryblessed]

Rosaline // Alec Volturi: Chapter One

Summary: “How the blood rushed into my cheeks” Rosaline was no stranger to hard work, she’s been working as a maid for as far back as she can remember. Starting off as a scullery maid and ending up as a Lady’s Maid for the fearsome Jane Volturi. She’s just trying to keep her head on her shoulders and her heart beating, what happens when she catches the eye of her Lady’s stoic twin brother? What does Alec Volturi want with a lowly maid?  “So scarlet, it was maroon” Series masterlist

Chapter One

A shudder ran through me. A shaky breath escaped my lips as I stared at the elderly woman in front of me. 

“Rosaline, it is your duty.” The woman reminded, she was always quite stern. The toll of her work showed on each wrinkle that decorated her face. Forcing myself to take a deep breath, I slowly nodded my head. 

“It will be okay,” the woman, Annie, our head housekeeper, attempted to console me, a hand patting my shoulder. 

“Yes, Miss.” My voice came out shaky. It won’t be okay, she’s just signed my death sentence. 

I could hear the whispers of the other girls, not so quietly taking bets on how long they think I'll last. Even as the new girl I had been warned about the cruel legacy of our masters, heard the gossip of what happens to the Lady’s Maid of the most feared of them all; Jane. Apparently Hattie, the girl before me, had a habit of being quite heavy footed. All it took was stepping a bit too hard onto the floor for her head to be rolled off her shoulders. 

Before this assignment I was a kitchen maid for another noble family, I spent most of my time baking complicated recipes and cleaning the cutlery. I had started off as a scullery maid but had managed to work my way up, what I would give to stay in the kitchens. Apparently those kinds of maids are not useful for this family, I am not sure what kind of household does not find a kitchen to be useful. There have been mutterings of the words ‘monsters’ and ‘devils’ but it is not my duty to ask questions, it is my duty to serve. And if that duty is to serve Jane Volturi, then I shall do my best. It seems like my life depends on it. 

A gaggle of chambermaids stood by the door, they giggled to themselves as I walked towards them. “No bother to learn your name now,” they laughed. I tried to remain calm, I tried to catch my breath and I tried to show no emotion on my face. It wasn’t working well if their growing smiles were anything to go off. 

“Girls, leave her alone!” Annie snapped, “make sure to get a good night's rest” she added on in a much more gentle tone. I nodded and kept my head down as I quietly made my way up to my new chambers. 

The one positive to becoming a Lady’s Maid is being able to move from the servants corridor. The servants quarters were all kept to the left side of the castle, we had a couple of rooms with as many beds that could fit on the ground floor, the rooms were separated by girls and boys. Just above was a small and not very updated kitchen, there wasn’t an area dedicated to eating. We just ate as quickly as we could where we stood. The bathroom was next to the kitchen, there was one toilet and one bath that only produced cold water to share between all the castle servants. Throughout the floors were the servants' halls which allowed us to move as swiftly as we could across all the floors while avoiding being seen by the masters. All of the areas used only by the servants were all dimly lit and held a musty scent but it was the only place where we could speak above a whisper or hold a smile. Not that many people here did. 

A Lady’s Maid gets to sleep on the same floor as their Lady, our room is conjoined. Unseen by the Lady but close enough for us to come as soon as we are called. Being a Lady’s Maid is normally a high honour, for most maid’s starting at a scullery maid and ending up where I am now normally takes a lot longer. However, this place, this family, everything is different. Everything feels weird. 

From what I’ve heard about Lady Jane she goes through maids very quickly, according to the gossiping chambermaids Hattie was her fourth this calendar year and it is currently only month eight. Of course you send the new girl to be the fifth, why send someone you're familiar with? It’s not as much of a loss when you’ve only been here for less than a month. 

My new room was cramped, there was a small bed nestled between the wall and a small chest of drawers. On the other side, behind where the door opened, was a toilet with a sink next to it, above was a dirty mirror. I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my lips, it was compact but it was all mine. A room I didn’t have to share with 5 other girls, my own bathroom I didn’t have to share with over a dozen other people. It almost made it worth it. Until I glanced at the piece of paper that was on top of my thin pillow, it was Annie’s handwriting detailing Lady Jane’s schedule for tomorrow and the jobs I will need to complete. 

I felt my heart stutter, I need to get my head clear so that I can do my work tomorrow and stay alive. Sleep struggled to come. But soon enough the morning came and I heard Lady Jane calling for me. 

[doorianpavus]

V O L T U R I (the redeux) An R rated adaption

Tom Holland as Alec

[tinyjanevolturi]

(Alecvolturi) hi, I am alive

Hello!

Also how sad that tumblr still won’t let people send asks with their sideblogs lol

It’s 2023, I’d say it’s time to catch up 😃

[rrew2ertg]

Midnight Aria (Felix Volturi Lovestory) - 3: Uncertainty (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/73534522-midnight-aria-felix-volturi-lovestory-3?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_originator=vQ7O2T%2BUt4WdgDlPMV3m4vy2uBv1TAhAogNXmwAytsZkmQImFNMj2yUDmCS%2B8lJJdD5jE5mH2p9egLjBmGX8mPxfFwN7xIvj1AxzDOBqFueNzlnRhfr1XL0hcjW8y%2FU3 "Where is the greatness my dad had promised me? Where is the happiness he said I would have? Maybe this is all my life will be afterall, just a worn out instrument, a small hotel and a suitcase. Maybe this is all I will ever be." A silver flute, an orchestra, a crowd, that's Maria's life. A dream come true, right? Not in her world As winter sets in, they tour through Volterra, but a series of incidents will change everything. She will fall. Hard. He smiles at her A mysterious stranger with dark auburn hair and moonlight skin. A guardian? or a terrible omen? A fairytail? or a nightmare? A charming prince? or a monster? Sometimes... falling, can be dangerous. and in the cold midnight gloom, her blood will finally sing...

[kiiwiigii]

Mine

Jasper x Vampire!Fem!Reader 

Summary: You make the mistake of wearing someone else's hoodie. 

Warnings: 

NSFW 18+ 

Smut 

The Major *wink, wink* 

Possessive sex 

Oral (F. receiving) 

Cream pie 

Word Count: 2.8k+ 

Requested?: For Kinktober! 

Intense and angry possessive sex with jasper pleaaaaaase 🙏 

A/N: A special thank you to @alecvolturi and @demetris-cocksleeve who both encouraged me to not bin this. This was the most frustrating one I have written so far. But I hope you enjoy!

I honestly should have seen it coming. 

It would be just my luck to be left alone with Jasper while the family had decided to take separate vacations. 

Coming out of the newborn stage at 2 years, I still didn't feel comfortable enough to be out in the world just yet. Alaska was a safe haven for me until I felt I was ready. So, Jasper had stayed behind, essentially playing babysitter. 

And it was awkward as hell. 

I think it was obvious that I had a crush on him. 

Obvious to everyone in the fucking house. 

Including Jasper. 

And I knew he could feel it. Which was as embarrassing as it sounds. And it was quite obvious that he didn't feel the same way, since he had never acted on it. 

We were just friends. 

And as awkward as it was, I sucked it up and enjoyed his company instead. 

At least he couldn't hear my thoughts, unlike poor Edward. 

Jasper made sure that we had something new to do every day, but he also gave me space when he sensed I needed it. In a weird way, it felt like we had been growing closer, and I had caught him looking at me often, something flashing in the back of his eyes. And like me, he would look away quickly.  

It was like a sort of dance that neither of us would admit to. 

I sat on the kitchen counter, watching the snow drift by in thick flurries through the large windows. Alice had given us the heads-up that a storm was rolling in during one of her daily check-ins. Jasper and I had just returned from hunting a few hours ago, and despite being cold-natured now, I was still uncomfortably cold. I held a cup of hot water in my hands. Not to drink, but it made me feel somewhat normal, and it warmed my hands fairly well. 

I let my mind wander. I should go sit in the living room where the fire was, I'd be much warmer. But Jasper was in there. And every time I even looked at the fire all I could think about was him taking me right there on the floor in front of it, the plush rug soothing against the skin of my back- 

I squirmed a little at just at the thought of it. 

"Darlin'?" 

I blinked up at Jasper. I had been so lost in my own thoughts that I hadn't even been paying attention to my surroundings. He had only taken to calling me 'darlin' recently and it practically set my body afire. By God, if I could blush, I would be beet red. Quickly clearing my thoughts, I smiled up at him. 

"Hey, Jazz." 

"What are you wearing?" 

I looked down at what I had on. Shorts and a hoodie. 

"Clothes?" It came out as a question. 

"Yes, I can see that. But why are you wearing Emmett's clothes?"  

I started at the anger in Jasper's tone, surprised and wary. I eyed him quizzically. 

"Because. I wanted his hoodie. I like it."  

 Jasper scowled, and disappeared before reappearing a moment later, one of his own hoodies in hand 

"Here. This is much warmer, and I know you're cold."  

"Why do you care?" I raised a brow at him in challenge. 

This was completely out of character for Jasper and to say that I was confused was an understatement. 

We had a mild stare-down until Jasper actually growled at me. I sucked in a breath, heat shooting straight between my legs, and I squeezed my thighs together again.  

Fuck.  

That was playing dirty.  

And given my current state of emotions, he absolutely had to know it. 

"Just get rid of it." He demanded. 

"What?" 

"Emmett's hoodie. Get. Rid. Of. It." 

I gulped, a little uncomfortable with Jasper's sudden mood swings. I quickly took the hoodie from his hands. It was his dark blue one, my favorite one to see him in. 

He continued to stare at me, waiting, and I cleared my throat. Finally, he raised a brow at me, and I rolled my eyes, trying to fight the bit of embarrassment rolling through me. 

"Well, if you insist on me putting it on right here and now, Jasper, I'm going to insist that you turn around." 

His brows furrowed adorably. "And why would I need to do that?" 

I looked away from our little staring contest, biting my lip. "Because I don't have anything else on under it." 

Jasper straightened up and his eyes darkened as he looked at me, and if I'd had a beating heart it would have leaped at the burning look in his eyes. 

"What?" I said defensively. "It's soft. I like how it feels! Most of my clothes are scratchy!" 

He turned around quickly, his hands coming up to massage his temples. Keeping an eye on him I quickly discarded Emmet's hoodie and slid my arms through the sleeves of Jasper's, zipping it all the way up. I discreetly buried my nose into it for a moment. It was so much softer than Emmet's, and it smelled significantly better. Like Jasper. 

Fuck. 

I could feel the wetness beginning between my thighs. 

I needed to escape. 

Like, now. 

I couldn't exactly hide it, but it was way better than creating an uncomfortable atmosphere for the both of us. 

"You know, you wouldn't feel so cold if you put more clothes on." He was facing me again. 

I felt embarrassment flood through me. He had a point. And it was also the perfect excuse to escape- 

"Not that I really mind," He continued with a smirk, his eyes raking up and down my form. "I like what I see. And I like  how you look in my clothes. Especially in my clothes." 

My brain screeched to a halt, my lips parting in shock. His southern drawl had suddenly gotten deeper. This sounded like the Major talking. I had only met the Major once, right before Victoria's army came for Bella. That had been… an experience to say the least. And if that part of him was coming out, then that explained his sudden shift in mood. 

"And I have to say that I also prefer you wrapped up in my scent."  

He was practically purring. 

I gulped, suddenly on edge. "Why?" 

Jasper's eyes were predatory, nearly black. "Because darlin', you're mine." 

My eyes widened at his words. He approached me slowly, hands reaching out on either side of me on the counter, my legs falling open unconsciously and allowing him into my space. He leaned in, eyes watching me with such intensity that I forgot how to breathe. Perhaps it was a good thing that I didn't need to breathe because before I knew it, I felt a wave of lust roll through me, and it wasn't just my own. 

I gasped as he leaned in, claiming my lips with his own, and my legs wrapped around him without a second thought. He groaned, cupping my neck as he tilted my head back, while his other hand gripped my waist possessively. He tasted like mint, with a small tinge of copper from hunting earlier in the day. He swiped his tongue along my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth obediently, letting him in. 

After a moment he pulled back and buried his nose into my neck, his hands sliding down to grip my thighs. I tried to catch my breath, despite not really needing it. 

"You taste so much better than I thought you would." His voice was low and husky, muffled by the fabric of his hoodie. 

Goosebumps erupted across my body, and I could practically feel the wetness begin to drip down my thighs to the counter.  Jasper must have caught on to my confusion and doubt because he gripped my thighs even tighter. 

"Oh, yes. You have no idea how many times I've thought about you, darlin'." He pulled back to look at me. "Of all the ways I could have you. In my bed. On the couch. On the floor. Against the wall."

I gasped, thighs squeezing together around his waist. 

"That's right, darlin'. I've lost count of how many times I've thought of making you mine." 

"Yours?" I squeaked. 

"Mine." 

Oh my.  

Oh fuck. 

I really, really liked it when he was possessive. 

I moaned, clutching his shirt, a bit dazed as he swooped in for another kiss. 

"Oh," I gasped as he kissed his way down, lightly raking his teeth against my neck, his hands tracing invisible lines over my curves.  

I could feel every inch of him pressed up against me, and it was almost too much. I rolled my hips up against him and he pulled away, breathing heavily. 

Before I could comprehend what was happening, I was being lifted off the counter. One of his arms wrapped around my waist while the other slid under my ass to hold me up. I held on for dear life as he carried me to the living room and sat me down on the couch. I stared at him as he kneeled in front of me on the floor, spreading my legs open slightly. 

Jasper suddenly paused, looking up at me with dark eyes. 

"This is your one and only chance to tell me no. Otherwise, I will have you, right here and now, and there will be no going back." 

I gulped but said nothing, choosing to nod instead. 

"Use your words, darlin'. I need to hear you say yes." 

"Y- yes." 

"That's my girl." 

He smirked before reaching up and tugging at the zipper of the hoodie, the fabric slowly falling away to reveal my nakedness underneath. I automatically went to cover my breasts when Jasper grabbed my wrists with a warning growl. 

"Don't you even think about it darlin'. You are mine. And I want to admire every inch of you." 

My breath caught in my throat, and I felt a thrill of pleasure and submission at his words, my body betraying me as my nipples hardened. 

Jasper let out a purr of pleasure and slowly let go of my wrists, pulling my arms away from my body and exposing my breasts to his hungry gaze. 

I gasped when he leaned forward, wrapping his arms around my waist, splaying his hands across my back beneath the hoodie, and pressing me to him, sucking one of my nipples into his mouth. My hands automatically came up to twist themselves in his hair, my back arching at the wet sensation of his tongue on my skin.  

I couldn't help but moan as he nipped and licked before biting down lightly, teasingly. I gasped as the pain and pleasure mixed together, creating a delicious sensation that had my pussy practically pulsing. The sensations were overwhelming, and I couldn't keep still. I started to rock my hips against him, moaning. 

Before I knew it, he was pulling away, leaving me to whimper at the loss of his tongue.  

Jasper slowly began to peel my shorts down my legs, exposing my soaked panties. 

I squirmed at the way he took in the sight of me before traveling back up to my face. 

"Mine." he purred, his eyes never leaving mine as he hooked his thumbs into my panties. He gave them a little yank, and I felt them slide down my legs. "Fuck. You're gorgeous."  

His hands trailed up my smooth, silky legs and I quivered as his hands got closer to my heated center. I couldn't help but whimper as one of his hands traced the apex of where my thigh met my pussy, right along the panty line.  

"Please." I begged softly. 

I gasped in surprise at how quickly he moved, one hand gripping my ass to pull me closer, and the other quickly shoving his face into my soaked pussy. 

I had to bite back another moan, my back arching as he slid his tongue along my folds and began to lick me. 

"Holy fuck," I managed to croak out, my eyes nearly rolling to the back of my head. 

The feeling of his hot tongue along my slick folds was almost like an electric shock, hitting me in the base of my stomach and sending sparks throughout my body, ending in my fingertips, which had tangled themselves in Jasper's golden locks. 

I had completely lost control of myself, practically squirming with each swipe of his tongue. Jasper grasped my thighs to keep me still, relentless in his assault. He started swirling his tongue around my clit, teasing me, and slowly driving me closer to my climax. The feeling of his mouth finally deciding to suck on my clit sent me right over the edge. 

I let out a cry as I came hard, gasping for breath. Jasper didn't let up, continuing to viciously lap up my juices as he sent me spiraling into yet another orgasm.   

By the time my breathing had returned to normal, he had somehow managed to escape from my hold and was standing in front of me. 

"We're not done yet, darlin'." 

I swallowed thickly. He smirked, watching me intently as he slowly unbuttoned his jeans, making me even more aware that I was unable to get rid of my burning need for him. He slid his jeans down and kicked them off before stepping close to me. I could smell the faint scent of me on his breath and I licked my lips in anticipation as he inched closer. 

"We're not done until you can't walk." 

I sucked in a surprised breath, pussy practically pulsing with need. 

Jasper chuckled as he pushed me back on the couch and spread my legs wider. His touch was soft and gentle as he spread my pussy open and slid two fingers inside me, stroking them in and out yet again. This man had magic fingers. And if he had me coming undone with just his tongue and fingers alone, it made me wonder what he was able to do with his cock. 

"I have to make sure you're nice n' ready for me darlin'." He murmured. "Here, put your hands up under your knees for me. Just like that. Now, don't let go." 

I obeyed, chest heaving and now fully exposed in a way I never thought possible. Jasper grinned before leaning in and kissing me deeply, tugging at my bottom lip with his teeth. 

I could taste myself on his lips and it only made me more aroused. He slowly slid his fingers out of me and replaced them with his hard, throbbing length. 

When had he lost the underwear?? 

I didn't have much time to think about it before he was pushing himself inside me, filling me up in one smooth thrust.  

I let out a ragged breath in surprise. 

"Jasper!" I squeaked. 

I was so full that I could feel every inch of him, so thick and hard. 

Jasper barely stopped to pause, bending down to nip at my ear in admonishment before he started thrusting in and out of me, a slow, steady rhythm that had me moaning and gripping the underside of my knees for dear life. 

Fuck. 

He was hitting that spot again, and I had the feeling that I wouldn't be seeing only stars this time around. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to another orgasm, the pleasure building up inside me until I couldn't take it anymore. 

"Jasper," I gasped out, my nails digging into my thighs. "I'm gonn- gonna come." 

He grinned before driving himself even deeper into me, his pace picking up as he started to drive me closer and closer to the edge, feeling my walls practically strangling his cock. 

"Come for me, Darlin'." He purred.  

My toes curled in pleasure as the coil building in my belly snapped, and I came hard, my body shaking and my pussy clenching around him. Jasper followed suit a few seconds later, his body going rigid as he came inside me.  

"Don't move." He ordered. 

Jasper paused before pulling out, looking down at me with a satisfied grin, eyes still dark and intense. I was panting, doing my best to catch my breath yet again while holding my legs up. I could feel his seed dripping out of my pussy and onto the couch. 

He licked his lips, taking in the sight of me and I nearly moaned at the thought of what he was seeing. I must look like a wreck. Completely ruined. Half dressed in his hoodie and completely defiled, his cum running down my pussy and ass. 

Jasper smirked. 

"Oh, darlin'. You look perfect that way." 

{Kinktober} // {Masterlist}

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We can all say thank you to @alecvolturi for making me write a part 2

Biker!Alec x Biker!reader: getting pulled over by cops and Alec finds out a little secret; you're well known by the cops

The cop gets out of the car and yells *insert name* "this bike looks surprisingly legal" "yes sir, this is my good girl bike" you say with a cheeky smile and Alec is next you like "you have more than one?? Regardless they should ALL be your good girl bikes!" "Yea but this one has a license plate and the correct tags" all while the cop is laughing.

The cop (who also rides) notices the little upgrades on the bike and mentions them. When you move to get off the bike to show them, you suddenly remember that this is technically a traffic stop so you have to ask "you don't mind that I get off do you? I don't have any weapons or anything! You guys know me." And the cop repies "everybody knows you around here" Alec is livid. What do you mean that you're well known by the cops?!

Later that night when you get home best believe that Alec is going to scold you. "I can not believe that not only are you a repeat offender with speeding but that the cops know you by your first name!" "It's not that serious speed limits are like suggestions, negotiable suggestions" you swear you saw his eye twitch again but it's like it happens so fast you can't tell.

Alec: Speed limits are NOT NEGOTIABLE!

Y/n: Well I ride YOU and you don't seem to complain about my speed.

Alec: I am not a car!!!

Y/n: you purr like one😏

[rebelsabers]

@alecvolturi: BACK IN BUSINESS

Me:

😭😭😭😭

[felixschokehold]

For the Fantasy Asks: Wand, Sphinx, Basilisk, and God.

Wand: Where is somewhere you’ve always wanted to live?

I have always wanted to give Ukraine a try. I've lived in S. Korea (I'm from the US) and I visited Japan a couple times. I was supposed to travel to Ukraine in like 2016, but life stuff happened and I didn't get the chance. And now, because of the war, I will never get to see some of the historical beauty because it's been forever destroyed.

Sphinx: What was the last book you read?

The last book I read to completion was House of Sky and Breath by Sarah J. Maas. I have started the ToG series for the first time and also just read the ACOTAR series for the second time.

Basilisk: Favourite movie?

WELL. Right now it's the cringe hell that is The Baytown Outlaws. I've been writing more for my Lincoln Oodie fic recently so naturally I'm hyperfocused on the movie lol

God: Top 5 blogs on tumblr?

OH MAN. Okay so... there are many, but I'll try to stick with ones with my fave content. @the-volturi-diaries (Twilight), @shallyne (ACOTAR/sjm), @aespaeye (acotar/sjm), @alecvolturi (Twilight), and @memosminifridge (WWDITS) [PSA: @ the acotar blogs: this is my main, my acotar blog is @threshholdofescape that you probs see rb's from lmao)

[im-ovulating]

You can't help the sharp intake of breath as the needle goes through your skin.

"I know... I'm sorry, honey; I'm almost done." Carlisle soothes as he quickly and efficiently sews your skin back together.

You grip the front of his blue button-up as he works, doing your best to stay still.

Earlier, at Bella's birthday party, she had gotten a papercut from one of the presents. Unfortunately, this sent Jasper into a bit of a frenzy.

The situation only escalated when Edward had shoved Bella back in an attempt to separate her from his brother. He had missed that you were in the way -sending her flying into you as you both crashed into a table with some vases.

You took the brunt of the fall, keeping her from getting cut up worse but, in turn, got sliced pretty deep by the ceramic.

Luckily, everyone was able to be calmed down before anyone got seriously hurt.

A couple minutes after the whole ordeal and here you are, sat on the kitchen counter in front of your mate as he stitched your arm back together.

Carlisle ties off the last stitch and snips the thread.

"Let's get you wrapped up, hm?" He lightly cuffs your chin as he turns to grab the gauze.

A small smile graces your face as you watch him work. The composed and serious expression he wears is unfairly handsome in the dim lighting.

Once he has the gauze secured, Carlisle cradles your face in both hands. He places a kiss on your forehead before asking, "How are you feeling?"

"A little sore," you answer, placing your arms on his shoulders so you can clasp your fingers behind him. "But it's not too bad... thanks to you~" you tease.

He laughs as he presses forward to kiss you. "Well I'm flattered."

Your own giggles subside as you stare into each other's eyes, letting an intimate silence fall over you.

"I love you~"

"And I you."

@alecvolturi @kiiwiigii

[iamcherryblessed]

Rosaline // Alec Volturi Series Masterlist

Summary: “How the blood rushed into my cheeks” Rosaline was no stranger to hard work, she’s been working as a maid for as far back as she can remember. Starting off as a scullery maid and ending up as a Lady’s Maid for the fearsome Jane Volturi. She’s just trying to keep her head on her shoulders and her heart beating, what happens when she catches the eye of her Lady’s stoic twin brother? What does Alec Volturi want with a lowly maid?  “So scarlet, it was maroon”

Masterlist:

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Can be found on:

Wattpad

AO3

[icefrozendeadlyqueen]

Twilight VR │ Reader Insert

First of all, I ask @alecvolturi​ permission to use her tiktok reference. Secondly, I want to thank the people that encourage me. Thank you. 

Warning: Violence

Word count: 3553

Do note title has a possibility to change as the poll is still under way

Hope you enjoy it! If you have any suggestion, let me know. If you have any names wanted to be added (in the Alpha Tester sense) Let me know. This shots will be under the tag TwilightVR. The gif doesnt belong to me. Do note let me know I might not be using warnings properly.

Reader Inset words references:

(y/n) = your name.

(f/c) = favor color.

-x-

"You will experience an all-out war in glitches if any of the main or sub characters move a weird way, write it down. JasperHaleisMyBabyDaddy has brought up an upcoming glitch that Charlie Swan teleports through the door without turning the handle nor opening it, we have fix that”, Barbara pump in extreme annoyance pointing at a brown hair female co-worker on the left side of the table. Everyone applauded, “Remarkable”, I blurt annoyed beyond believe to be here in this specific meeting. I could have been back at home playing the hit game coming out the following November 21 of next year. A multi-language luscious red head calls for everyone’s attention back to her to clear some confusion.

We were all required to use our Alpha Testing names in this meeting. I had to cover my mouth with my hands to stop myself from laughing. It is a magnificent name; however, I am perplexed at Jessica’s boldness, and Barbara ability to say that with a straight face.

Ivelisse Corporation motto is “We do it for your comfort and convenience”. Games from books turn into a bookworm’s dream. A VR paradise though there are some levels of opposition for a game from such a well-known franchise a mistake could cause a fire from the franchise itself burning the VR adaptation to the ground. This is merely very ambitious. Despite a small fandom by either those that admit publicly loving it or those that don’t.

“Barbara”, I stood up from my seat – all eyes shift from Barbara at the front to my I choose the Volturi pajamas. Barbara turns around her hair on a bun locks pocking from the side. She stumbles but stops midway. Everyone closest to her stood up to help her, “I am good”, Barbara mutters a wide smile on her lips. Everyone that stood resumed their previous seating arrangement. The coldness from the AC made me feel at least something other than my annoyance.

“Yes, World Crosser? Do you have any lags, problems, glitches to have pop up on your game through?”, Barbara eyes lock with mine internally. I inhale then exhale gathering the Volturi notebook on the table holding all my notes. I opened the notebook flipping through the pages as I heard Jessica’s voice in the background, “I beg you no more volturi references”.

“Then beg”. Everyone burst out laughing in understanding such an incredible and notorious tiktok.

“Settle down, lights”, Barbara sternly glances at each one of us not in any angry way. She wears a smile herself enjoying the laughter seating the atmosphere from close off workplace to something more comfortable, “In my immerse dive into the Volturi world, a modern item in a different time period could cause an uproar, or the beta tester could be branded as a witch. I have given it a thought because it is something I would probably do starting a witch hunt because it seems like a natural thing to do”, I utter loud enough for everyone in the room to listen to my words, I shrug as people protest at my boldness. How is it bold preventing the Beta tester from dying earlier in game.

“You could leave it. Have it as a possibility for the user; The Beta Tester to be careful on where they use or show their anker item”. I added once more, giving the room a once over. Barbara ponders on every word I said waiting for me to continue.

“In each part of the time period, the reader is experiencing. Shall we work on each section depending which path is available? As It is Alpha Testing, we are living one life through team member to have an idea of what can happen. In the terms, World related. What if? We get a Beta Tester that travels the world on foot then complains to the internet about what we got wrong? I am trying to avoid an apology letter”, I continued through my notes as I flipped the page to my more crucial issue. A short brown hair and brown eyes fellow, Seth’s imprint, pulls his hands up.

I inhaled a deep breath giving my heart and lungs some getaway – forgotten I wasn’t a Vampire in this life. Elliot shakes his hands in hopes to gather my attention.

“Yes, Sethiot?”. I gave Elliot the stage hoping my response had no annoyance nor sounded degrading in anyway. I am working on how sometimes I have a bitch poker face expression indulging people on how irritated they make me.

“I have to agree with World Crosser on world building areas such as Area 51 is a no trespassing zone. Some mountains around 6am to 9am completely disappeared from the game sight. I had frozen the game to get closer to it, and I had unfrozen the environment putting down the time I had frozen things not to disturb the reaction of everyone around. I have the coordinates in my notes; I had also emailed everyone a vivid image of it. I wanted to bring that out. Also, zombie apocalypse works amazing. You guys should try it”. Elliot waves at everyone handing out his hands towards me.

Everyone bursts with their own concerns about things they haven’t even previously brought up. Elliot shakes his head, taking a seat glancing at me an apologetic smile crossed his lips. I wave a hand over by face back and forth motion not even upset. Everyone was waiting for one another to stand up with concern. I am aware to which side 85% of these people are on. It rhymes with another coven. I am not going to mention any names; however, it is a known fact.

I don’t particularly care. Some on my side, the volturi side are here just because their preferred twilight love was taken. All hail Aro Volturi; I signed up early as hell. I slept in the office on sign up day. Well, it was my birthday too. I was lucky to choose first – well, second Barbara was first. It was all work for this particular day. It is my friend (y/n)’s birthday today. I have worked my ass off to get here, and I will do whatever is in my power to get that Beta pass for (y/n).

The least I can do for (y/n)’s birthday is given them a Beta tester pass.

Everyone in the room quiet down, even a needle drop could be heard. I stood frozen on my spot; I listened to my heartbeat ringing in my ears. Elliot stands up on the aid to defend a damsel in distress, “That’s not true and you know it. We are all part of a team World Crosser isn’t any more nor any less. She is part of the team as us doing our best; sometimes staying overnight to work on this project just like all of us”. He tries to compromise the situation by aiding me.

I glance at Barbara for some type of lenience because I missed half or whatever was just said. Barbara points behind her at the screen projector in which my name stood in wide letters reading, “World Crosser first place for an all-inclusive Beta Tester pass”. I whisper to myself not registering any of what I just said. I open my mouth widely as I notice Barbara walk the short steps to the water bottle drinking half of it.

Barbara scratches the back of her head swiftly pointing to the other side of the room. I followed whomever she pointed to there stood Cindy, Jessica second shadow, going on about something. I had absolutely no problem with any of my co-workers whatsoever. I am proud to be socially awkward.

“I have found just as many or even more widely lags and technical issues than her! She has a stuck up her ass thinking she is better than everyone up in Italy – searching and killing people for fun! Her chosen isn’t even good.” Jessica shadows blurts, a widen smile decorate her rosy lips with gleeful eyes. She stood up, a hand on her hips a matter of fact that I could have careless in no way in hell will I care.

Some people agreed just because they are from an opposite coven. This game has made these upright bitches more self-importance.

“As Sethiot returns the stage to me. There is a crucial issue I wanted to specify before we return to the monthly gift for those that stuck support. Charlie mustache h-”. I stop dead in my track at Cindy words. The notebook dropped from my hands before I even realized it. I heard the ring of my heart as blood pump to help me up on that table so quickly I thought I weighed nothing. Elliot had stood up trying to stop me; however, I was over the table in record time as soon as I heard her say, “I am glad Demetri dies in Breaking Dawn part 2”. Cindy words ring on my ears with that amused putrid smile on her lips that I wouldn’t mind ripping it from her lips, stuck up bitch.

                                                               -x-

After the meeting, everyone left the room except Cindy, I and Barbara. We seat in silence Barbara drinks from her water bottle staring into nothing.

I sat on a seat leaning back on the chair not looking at my boss. Cindy seats way far away from me with an icepack on her face. I caress my fingers over me bloody knuckles – I regret absolutely nothing. I would have jumped on her sooner or later.

“I have a date with Vladimir today!”, Cindy sobs devastated, her shoulders shake with the increase of her cries. Barbara sighs heavily, she clears her face of a non-existent dirt gives Cindy a once over.

“Cindy, do you have anything to say?”. Barbara paints a smile on her mouth like an actor about to start a scene. A life changing opportunity – she leans forwards, extending her hand in a mere way to add to her acting. I look up trying to stop myself from imagining the delighted feeling when my knuckles contacted her face.

“She broke one of our rules. She compromised the workplace! Allowing her to have so many privileges and learning! It’s blasphemy! She is a menace!!”. Cindy raises her voice twice her usual stuck-up tone. Her hands go everywhere, and the icepack falls to the floor, leaving a thud to be the only thing to be heard, “Also, you said to call us by our Alpha Tester names!”. She sure chooses more than she could bargain on, I thought.

Cindy whimpers, she shrinks twice her size back in her chair. Barbara glares at her employee.

“Do you think of me as a complete incompetent?”. Barbara asks, she clears her head. Cindy shakes her head in multiple quiet cries lowering her sight.

“Then why are you screaming? We are in a workplace, Cin- VladimirSugarBae. I am so sorry I didn’t call you by your Alpha Tester name. We shall follow the rules we express on that. The #1 rule we agree on as a group Cindy. Can you tell me?”. Barbara speaks softly though powerful enough to project strength through her walk. She could act as a ruler of a nation if she so wishes, particularly she is the mastermind behind this Virtual Reality dream.

Cindy lowers picking up the icepack placing it back on their cheeks. She moves back up to answer Barbara’s question as quietly as humanly possible. She mumbles the words not wanting to finish the words, “Speak up. Clearer”, Barbara adds slapping her hands on the table. Cindy jumps clearing her throat before speaking.

“We NEVER use ‘I wish’ or ‘I am glad’ referring to another Alpha Tester designated mate choice. Neither we are granted permission to question their choices because the same portrait can be done to us. We have to attain the consequences of our actions”. Cindy stands up without saying a word and she rushes out of the meeting room’s double doors in tears.

Barbara waits for the doors to close before turning to me.  

“She didn’t let me finish, but the classes will be free for (y/n) too. Self-defense, karate, swimming, etc. Any classes that they would want to learn about the time period they are learning depending on what age they start”, Barbara blurts sliding a briefcase on the table towards me. She sends a genuine smile towards me. Barbara stands up fixing her Volturi coat hoodie over her head, “I should not indulge in office slander nor conflict. I should send you to HR; however, remind me never to piss you off”. Barbara stuck two thumbs up coming over. She moves her hands over her pockets sticking out a silver key with the Volturi emblem engraved on the handle. She sticks it out to me.

“Give it to me after you use it”. Barbara blurts after I take it from her hands. I place the silver key around my neck; I lower my sight out of respect bowing to Barbara a hand to my heart, “Stop it! We aren’t in the virtual reality world”.

My hands hold onto the briefcase registering how valuable this is. I stood back up walking towards the door. I stop looking back at Barbara, “Will I go lose Alpha Tester?”. I had to be sure.

“No, I did send you a new VR set for (y/n). It’s my gift for them”.

                                                               -x-

(y/n) holds all their grocery bags in their two hands, the ultimate laze level of not wanting to do a second trip down and up six floors – not ideal. Days go in and days go out in a slow matter waiting for this precious day not one to celebrate their birthday; however, they found a VR set in their mail today. They assumed it was a gift, so they left all the mail in closing it.

(y/n) decided to go buy groceries before they ran up six floors of stairs to unbox every single thing before their roommate could explain what this means.

They have both consoles; it is the ups to living with a professional gamer. (y/n) knocks on the front door with their foot unable to use their keys in the back pocket of their pants.

“HEY! Birthday privileges!”, (y/n) screams at the top of their lungs – that’s the only reason they use it.

“Coming”, the door swings open a smiling roommate on the other side. A triumphant air surrounded her, “x help me”. (y/n) whines in their own right. Who on their right mind would pick 10 bags to feel like a weightlifter up 6 set of stairs?

“Sorry”. X helps them take grocery bags from their hands moving to the side to allow (y/n) to come in, “Leave the bags in the kitchen and go to the gaming room”, x closes the front door with her foot.

(y/n) mumbles a soft ‘okay’. They hopped their happiness behind like a bunny in easter to the kitchen. They felt euphoria running up and down every corner part of their body in anticipation. They walk through the boxes on top of each other’s and some of the room is not yet unpacked as they are both recently moved to this apartment.

Only the kitchen, gaming room and tv room are fully set and loaded. (y/n) bathroom and bedroom have essentials necessities that they’ll need day to day. (y/n) comes to a stop at the threshold of the door; A wide circular platform holds different robotic like tools. All in (y/n)’s (f/c). (y/n) stares to her left another set up all in blue stands back – x set-up is right next to this one.

Their hearts started singing symphonies as (y/n) made their way into their roommates gaming room. What does this mean if this extra set up is here?

“Do you like it? I know what you are thinking. Barbara’s welcome home and birthday gift; this means this is your home too, you know”. X speaks out leaning on the door frame. A smile on her lips pondering if she had to say something else.

(y/n)’s eyes prickle with fresh tears that they bite the inner corner of their lips to pull back not wanting to cry for such a nice gesture. This is a whole sophisticated set up – something they would never spend to own.

“Wait... what type of game requires such an immersive set up? It has those censoring things you put on your face…”, (y/n) turns around staring at back at their roommate. They hold their breath watching x walk across the room, “I didn’t know what to get you as your birthday. I had no idea if this is to your liking”, x takes a silver key from somewhere opening a briefcase on (y/n)’s brand new gaming desk table on their (f/c).

(y/n) walks to x hovering over her shoulders their eyes fall onto the briefcase. X holds onto a clear like glass CD holding absolutely no words; however, the faint sighs of pine trees. The CD in itself is beautiful like a mirror glass. X takes the cd closing the briefcase. She wiggles her brows stopping in front of (y/n) new ways more advanced console placing the cd inside. (y/n) raises an eyebrow curiosity swings inside their face at such prospect.

“(y/n) get on the platform and let it adjust itself to you”, x explains pointing the circular platform standing on a circular stand. They stare at it feeling a yearning calling for them; x quietly guides them on the platform not a word spoken by either of them.

“What about the sensory?”, (y/n) asks staring back at the other complicated technological options.

“Don’t worry that was another set up. This one is much more advance – the VR sets covers your whole face is has inter sensing. It will register every time your face moves; you can control it anyways. It will give you options. It will ask you some questions in which era you want to be”. X explains the instructions softly of my comprehension as she checks the security in the platform all hold in place not having their friends having an accident.

“What is the game? What VR game takes so much to mobility and visual effect? What’s with so much suspense?”. (y/n) asks so many questions before their VR headset lowers to their face adjusting to every corner of their face. They breathe in remembering to breath as x points to a mural on the wall side of their game set-up.

“Welcome to TwilightVR – First All-inclusive Beta Tester!”, (y/n) screams at the top of her lungs jumping up and down though her excitement is miniscule as the platform moves with them in place. 

“You are shitting me!!”, they scream at the top of their lungs. X smiles widely opening her the corner of her mouth ear to ear, “Every Beta Tester reports to an Alpha Tester”.

“Tell me I report to you”, (y/n) states, their excitement disappears from their face in utter sense.

“Yes. You’ll have to choose an anker item prior to entering anything for the tutorial. It will explain everything in a more depth depending on what you are into”, x explains, but I am half listening jumping up and down. I breathe in putting my hands up to get a quick question in. X extends her hand leaving the stage for them to speak.

“What about food? Drinks? What happens if I get stuck in the game for hours? I love twilight, but I need to eat”. (y/n) ponders their eyes search their roommate that burst out laughing in mere seconds of their words leaving their lips.

“On the tutorial, yes. In Virtual Reality time works differently there. TwilightVR time and real-life work differently. It takes a couple of weeks to get used to it. After a while you can differentiate the difference between VR and reality. On tutorial time flows the same. Nonetheless, the platform will notify you when you might need to take a break for nutrition”. X sugar coats the extent of Virtual reality and reality time difference. (y/n) knows there is more than time difference that something is there; however, x is probably not wanting to spoil anything major.

“If you want to start, there are multiple ways but to be much more precise close your eyes. I will connect you through”. X mutters loud enough for me to grasp as she instruction they close their eyes leaving x voice to be in the background.

(y/n) opens her eyes breath gets caught in her throat, a forest welcomes them from pine trees as tall as giants cluster so beautifully. The sun meets on one side with blooming flowers while the other side holds the moon with fireflies flying about. It takes them a bit to take in every little detail like a fairy tail both combinations of magnificent excellence.

“Magical”, they mumble.

A voice clear as water speaks through out not to loud to disturb the habitat. It was loud enough that (y/n) could comprehend what was said.

“Ivelisse Corporation wants to appreciate your support as our first all-inclusive Beta Tester. Welcome All-inclusive Beta Tester to the Immersive experience of the Twilight Saga Brand New VR Experience. Twilight VR is brought to you by our beloved Ivelisse Corp. Would you like to start your experience?”.

“Yes”, (y/n) clearly blurts leaving no hesitation in her bone.

[kiiwiigii]

Sweetness

Alec x Fem!Reader

Summary: Alec has a special request for you.

Warnings:

NSFW 18+

Oral (F receiving)

Smuttttt (duh)

Word Count: 500+

Requested?: For Kinktober!

KINKTOBERRRRRRRR we need to ride alecs face 🤠

A/N: Yeehaw, cowboy!

"Come here, darling." Alec coaxed.

I crawled my way up to him, self-conscious of our current predicament. He only smirked, his eyes roaming down my body, completely nude aside from the corset cinched around my waist.

"Up and over, amore. I want to taste your sweetness."

"Alec!" I blushed, squeezing my thighs together.

"What? It's not as though I will suffocate, amore. Although…" His eyes gave me another once over. "I do not think I would mind it in the slightest with how delicious you smell."

"Alec!"

I had to be as red as a tomato by now.

Alec raised an eyebrow at me, leaving no room for an argument.

"Y/N. Sit. On. My. Face."

Hesitantly, I straddled Alec's face. I could feel his hot breath against my inner thighs, sending shivers down my spine. I gasped as his tongue flicked out, teasing me through the folds of my sex.

My hands gripped the headboard as he worked me over, his tongue and lips moving in a rhythm that had me trembling with pleasure. I could feel the pressure building in my core, a tight coil of need that threatened to snap at any moment.

His hands found their way to my ass, squeezing and kneading as he continued to lick and suck me. I could feel the pressure building deep within me, my body on the brink of exploding.

"Alec," I whimpered, my body shaking as he brought me closer and closer to the edge. "Please, don't stop."

He only hummed in response.

I dug my nails into the headboard as the coil finally snapped and I practically exploded in pleasure, a moan rippling through me. I could barely breathe as my body was wracked with shudders.

I lay in a hazy afterglow as Alec flipped me over and pulled himself up over me. His lips found mine as he pressed his hard cock into my thigh. I could taste myself on his lips.

It was only when I felt Alec push my legs apart and hover above me that I realized what was about to happen.

"Wait, Alec, I-"

He silenced me with another kiss, before pushing himself inside of me.

I gasped, his slow, deep thrusts letting me adjust to his sudden intrusion before being replaced with a frantic pace that had me breathless. His hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as he pounded into me.

"Alec," I cried out, my nails digging into his back.

The coppery scent of blood filled my nose, my mind going blank as Alec's fangs had sunk into my breast. The delicious pain of his teeth sinking into my flesh and then the suction of him sucking out his venom had me moaning. I could feel my body tightening around him as I came, a storm of pleasure crashing over me.

"Alec," I sobbed, my body flying into overdrive. "Please, I'm going to-"

He thrust deep into me as he let loose with his own orgasm, filling me with his cool seed as my body quivered beneath him.

I panted, my heart pounding in my chest. Alec chuckled above me, his body still flush against mine. His hand ran through my hair, bringing me in for a kiss before he pulled out.

I pouted at the loss but grinned as he held his hand out to me.

"I think a bath is in order, darling."

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[pawspurpaw]

Just casually thinking about a whipped alec who is still dominant both in and outside the bedroom but completely wrapped around the reader's little finger. Like he is so whipped and wrapped around her finger that some of the volturi question who is actually in charge. There is those moments where he is very clearly dominant but then then there is those other ones where with just one look and maybe if desperate and dire need the reader needs to say "please", the reader gets she wants. Like it doesn't take much for alec to break and give her what she wants. And everybody is just like "wtf🤨"

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[pawspurpaw]

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You guys really do mean the world to me. I don't think you guys realize or know just how many times your work has helped, comforted, made me feel loved. I truly do appreciate all of you and all that you do. And most of all I appreciate you guys encouraging to start writing my own fic.

I don't think fic writers know how much they matter

Do you know how many times you distracted me when I was hurt or lonely? Do you know how many times a line or a scene from fanfic marked me so much that I remembered years later, even though I can’t recall my own phone number? 

Even if the fic isn’t perfect or popular or multi-chaptered… Sometimes there’s just one sentence that changed me.

You, miles and miles away, changed me.

[im-ovulating]

Carlisle doesn't get jealous in the typical way.

There's no fist clenching or jaw setting; there's no tight voice or snide comments.

But there is the look.

The look he shoots across the room as he watches you stare at the blubbering guy trying to ask you out. The look that bores into you as you sigh in boredom at the guy's lame, rundown pick up lines and shallow comments.

The look doesn't say, "Hands off, she's mine." It doesn't even say, "I'm watching your every move."

No.

What it says is, "You have no chance, so I'll entertain myself with your fumbling."

It says, "I am miles above you, she's not going to be impressed with you."

But most importantly, the look says, "I'm gonna bend her over later tonight. Remind her why she has such high standards now."

And he does. As soon as the front door shuts behind you, he wisks you away to your shared bedroom.

Carlisle slowly, almost romantically, strips you bare. Mumbling soft praises against your skin as he kisses his way from the inside of your ankle to your waiting lips.

He watches your ranged expressions as he slides home, his deft fingers working your clit as he drags you over the edge. And he does so again, and again, and again; making sure you know that there is no one who knows your body like he does. No one who will study your reactions and file them away so they can bring you to the highs that he will.

And you eat it up everytime. Almost daring guys to come flirt with you so you can see it.

The look.

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