#charlie x carlise

[rina-walker]

I go to a film club where they show different films and discuss them. And I found out about this because of the screening of “Twilight” on April 1, 2023 (the day of the draw / April Fool’s Day in Russia)

I really love this film club and recently asked me to draw alternative posters for them, which they are preparing for screening and raffling off. And I was very pleased to find out that "Twilight" part 4 will finally be shown after a year-long break. So this poster was a hell of a lot of fun to draw!

Ahahahahahaha, I know this poster looks like Charlie and Carlisle's wedding, but that was intentional on my part🤣🤣👀🤙✨❤️

Just don't be too jealous🤣✨👨‍💼🧛‍♂️👀✨❤️❤️🤙

[loveswrites]

omg poly cullens taking care of a sick reader- i just wanna be doted on frfr

Poly Cullen x Sick reader

I loved writing this it took me 3 hours with people bothering me. I hold you like it. Lemme know what else you would like to see!

Currently you were at the Cullens house for a sleepover. At least that’s what charlie thought, and that’s also what you thought it was as well. You thought you’d have an exciting chill weekend with your secret lovers. That was until you had woken up with a tingle in the back of your throat, your eyes watering, both of your nostrils clogged, and you just simply felt like you were dying. 

“Stop being dramatic.” Roseilane said, rolling her eyes.

“You don’t know how it is Rose, you’ve been dead for like a thousand years.” You said snapping but sneezing mid sentence. She frowned in response. 

“ I may be dead but at least I’m not spreading my germs everywhere.”

“I blame Emmett.” 

“ Wait, what why me?!” He said standing up from the desk he was sitting on.

“ Because you were the one who insisted that we go spend ‘Alone time’ together and go skinny dipping even though you know damn well I can’t swim! That water was cold as hell.” You answered, lifting your tongue as Carlise put a thermometer under your tongue.

When you had woken up immediately complaining you were in Edward's room sleeping with him, because the two of you hadn’t had any alone time together in a while and you could tell it was bothering him. Though he wouldn’t admit it he was grateful that you had chosen to sleep with him without him asking.

I’m not saying it was easy to do so, It was practically like prying a child's favorite toy away with Rose and Emmett. They did not give up without a fight.

“What do you mean you don’t wanna sleep with us?” Rose questioned. 

“ I just wanna sleep with Edward tonight, You’ve done nothing wrong Rose.” You replied in attempts to comfort the defensive vampire.

“But we wanted to watch the game with you, You said you would.” Emmet argued back.

“I know I know but I’m tired, I just wanna take a bath and lay down. Me and Edward haven’t had any time alone together so I thought that me and him could cuddle while I fall asleep. I promise you two did nothing wrong.” You said kissing Rosalie cheek then doing the same to emmett. The frown on their beautiful faces pained you but they weren’t the only one’s in this relationship. 

In Fact you had to think about the last time you spent alone time with Carlise and Esme. They always say that “Your presence in the house alone is enough time for us.” But you know that’s just them being the adults of everything and that is not the case. You knew that just like the rest of the Cullens they went through their own version of possessiveness, it was only right with the soul bond between you all. It’s just they had a better way of hiding it than the others.

Rosalie and Emmett would pout and huff like children. 

 Edward would hide himself in the woods or stuff himself in his room. Saying that he just needed ‘alone time’. When we all knew he needed the exact opposite.

Jasper would be more distant than normal, lost in his thoughts.

Esme would clean. Like there would never be a spot of dirt around this house when she was feeling alone.

And Carlisle would just bury himself with work. Always taking up extra hours making sure he is busy enough to not think too much about it.

All of your partners were just begging for attention but none of them would voice it out loud. 

So right before you went to sleep you stated to yourself in your head that you would make time for each Cullen the next day even if they each only got a hour alone with you, Something was better than nothing.

That was until you woke up feeling like shit.

Carlisle shook his head, taking the thermometer from under your tongue. “You have a fever.”

“I could tell that from down the hall she’s sweating like she’s a witch and we just set her on fire” Edward said with his emo attitude upset that his time with me got cut short because of Emmett’s shenanigans 

“Edward please.” Carlisle said tucking your hair behind your ear while pulling you closer to him to kiss your forehead. This made you smile. You had middle his forehead kisses. You felt like he always gave the best ones. You wouldn’t dare say that out loud ever though. You know Rose would kill you out of jealousy.

“I’m going to get you medicine okay? You’ll be okay.” Carlisle said, pulling away from you when Jasper walked into the room. You nod in response.

“Esme and Alice are making you some soup.” Jasper said with a sly smirk on his face know your next words.

“Soup? Ew You know I can’t stand soup! That shit is nasty. I'm not eating it.” You said, shaking your head and frowning in distaste. You heard soft laughs in response.

“It will make you feel better, I promise.” Jasper said in his southern accent that just honestly was a panty dropper you would always tell him.

“That doesn't help me at all, I’d rather eat sand.” You said rubbing your eyes as you felt a pounding headache come on.

As if sensing your discomfort, Carlisle was right by your side again with supplies in his hand. Rubbing your back with one hand he put his things down on the table you were sitting on.

“You need to rest, Whose room would you like to sleep in? I’ve already contacted Charlie and told him you fell with a cold so you shouldn’t worry about him. He’s fine.” he stated but you were now faced with the most difficult decision of the day.

Looking around the room Jasper was standing by the doorway watching you with calculating eyes still with the sly smirk of his which always made your heart pound. Him hearing it he chuckled, his actions made you look away in embarrassment.

Looking towards Emmett and Rose. Emmett was sitting on the table near the window and Roselie was sitting in between his legs and they both were looking at you with their signature puppy eyes. Moving your eyes to edward very quickly because you knew if you stared at them for too long you would give in.

Edward looked lost in his thoughts which would always make you put him because you felt that he felt like he was lonely. You would call him the lone wolf of the pack which he hated. But he couldn’t stay mad at you just like you couldn't pick just one of them right now. You need all of them right now. And that’s exactly what you would have.

Jumping down from where you were sitting with the help of Carlisle you didn’t respond verbally. You  just did your hand moment you would always do when you wanted all of the Cullens to follow you but didn’t feel like saying it out loud. And they always answered.

Walking to the kitchen where Esme and Alice were, like she could smell you in the air she turned around with a smile on her face.

“There you are my beautiful, Your soup is almost done. Would you like me to add anything to it?” She said so softly, like if she spoke too loudly you would melt aways in pain. Which was a high possibility the way you were feeling. 

“Nope, you didn’t even have to make me anything you know, I would’ve been fine without.”

“Oh no, you know I love a chance to use the kitchen for you.” She said making you smile because you knew it was true.

“Well if you must, can you come up to the room where you're done?” You asked which she nodded in response to. Satisfied with your answer you turned around walking up the stairs to Carlisle and Esme bedroom. 

All that could be heard behind you were soft footsteps of all of your lovers following you.

Once you made it to the room you sat on the bed finally speaking. 

“All of you, all of us, and all of me. Here in this bed now.” Leaving no room for argument, you got comfortable.

The first to get in the bed with you was Jasper surprising you. He claimed his spot behind you so that you were in his arms and laying on him. 

“The best spot in the house.” He whispered into your ear making you giggle at the ticklish feeling.

Soon following along, each Cullen claimed their spot next to you. Everyone getting one piece of their love. They were satifisty. Meaning so where you.

Once everyone was relaxed Esme came up to the room to feed you the soup she had made you. Though you tried to fight it, you were falling weaker and weaker each minute. This ‘cold’ was kicking your ass. Soon after she was done feeding you she also claimed her spot between you and Caslise. 

A few minutes into laying there you felt your eyes growing heavy. The feeling of hands all over you. The coolness of your lovers cooling you down. You felt content. But you had One question.

“Guys, can I ask you something?”

“Anything.” Each of them said collectively.

“Would you love me if I was a worm?”

“Oh my god-”

“I’d probably step on you.”

“I’d keep you in a beautiful enclosure.”

“I’d give you a little cowboy hat-”

“That’s so stupid.”

And just like that. You were out like a light.

[andreafmn]

Collision - Chapter 13

Word Count: 3.1K

Story Description: (Y/N) Uley is back home after being away for four years. Her life is at its first standstill and she is taking this time to find out who she is without school. But she never thought that coming back to the reservation would turn her whole life around. In the midst of secrets and mystery, a man crashes into (Y/N)’s and her life will never be the same.

Chapter: 13/?

Dedicated to: @cecehensonn for commenting on that one post 💖

Warnings: more heartbreak

A/N: Sorry not sorry for this painful chapter 😅 It's not as heartbreaking as the last one, but I need to milk the angst and hurt from the "break-up." Reader will make some bad decisions soon enough, and y'all are gonna want the heartbreak back. 😬 Also, new character.

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Chapter 13

Nothing.

She felt nothing.

There had never been a time (Y/N) could not point out what she was feeling. With a vast understanding of the human psyche, she always knew the clinical term of every sentiment there was and could be — their variations and changes were all committed to her memory. But all she felt was overcome by a gut-wrenching void that took hold of her body. She found herself wishing for the pain she’d felt when Carlisle had first confessed he was a vampire. At least then she had felt something.

She had spent the night at Sam’s house, too distraught to go back home. (Y/N) knew she had fallen asleep on Paul, his warmth the only comfort she could possibly feel in such a confusing situation.

All through the night, her head kept replaying the five stages of grief — denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Once the list had ended it would start over again, engraving it in her brain over and over and over again. Her clinical training beat into her the steps she needed to take. But there was no one to take them with.

This kind of grief, she felt, was incomplete. Sure she had not believed Carlisle at first. She’d gone through some type of denial. Yeah, she was enraged at the fact that he left her like she meant less than nothing to him. She’d gone through anger — maybe still stuck there. But who was there to bargain with? He was gone. There was no denial anymore, she was not allowed that much. (Y/N) wanted at least to feel the overtaking sadness that depression would bring, but she simply felt nothing. And she’d already accepted that he was gone. He’d made sure she understood that much.

No one had taught her how to deal with this. How to deal with the culmination of a relationship with a centuries-old vampire that had promised her eternity together. A vampire that she had fallen completely in love with — her first love, her first kiss, her first… everything. Carlisle had given her everything and just as swiftly taken it away.

“(Y/N)?” Emily’s soft whisper rang through the room (Y/N) had somehow woken up in. “I made some breakfast if you want. I sent a text to your mom to let her know you’re okay.”

“Yeah, thanks,” she responded emotionlessly. “Is Sam back?”

“Yes, honey. He’s at the dining table.”

“Thanks. I’ll be right out.”

Emily clicked the door shut, leaving the girl once more to her thoughts. She noticed at the foot of the bed a change of clothes. Probably, Sam’s. They were some sweatpants and a T-shirt, a comfortable enough outfit for her. She changed out of the suffocating scrubs she wore, feeling them gripping her body harder than ever before.

Sam’s clothes almost hung off her body and she felt like a kid again. After their father had left suddenly, she’d taken to wearing the t-shirts he’d left behind to find some comfort in his absence. But these clothes still had their owner. He had not abandoned her — well, he’d come back.

With dragged feet, she made her way out into the kitchen where hushes were spread around. (Y/N) knew they’d heard her exiting the room and they had been talking about her. The Cullens leaving was the only thing anyone in the reservation could talk about, and unfortunately, the pack knew that involved her.

“There she is!” Jared exclaimed with a full mouth of food. But his face quickly fell with the burning gaze of everyone else at the table. “What?”

“How do you feel, (Y/N)?” Sam questioned, pulling out a chair for his sister. Somehow, she looked frail. He’d seen her sad before. Hell, he’d been the one to comfort her at six years old when their father left. But even then, she’d been different. Now, she looked fragile enough to break with a simple breath.

“Fine,” she responded. Everyone knew there wasn’t much more they’d get out of her. “Is there coffee?”

“Of course,” Emily smiled. “Sugar? Cream?”

“Two sugars, a bit of cream.”

“Alright.”

Emily placed a steaming mug in front of (Y/N), her signature beaming smile painted on her face. And where the girl would normally return the gesture, she couldn’t bring herself to even fake a smile. It was too exhausting to do so. So, she simply nodded.

“Why don’t we move to the living room, (Y/N)?” Sam whispered as he placed his hands comfortingly on hers. “The fire is already going, and it’ll be a lot warmer there.”

(Y/N) followed her brother, the hot cup between her frozen hands. She didn’t feel like talking – she didn’t feel much at all. But it was easier to simply follow what others told her. It was easier than doing whatever her brain was telling her to.

She sat next to Sam on the couch, curling into his side as he wrapped an arm around her. It was a strange sense of déjà vu. When they were little and (Y/N) had been sad, he would make her a cup of hot chocolate, sit her in front of the fire, and tell her stories until she fell asleep in his arms. And this moment was no different. She was sad, she needed comfort, and he would always be by her side.

“How’re you feeling, bean?” Sam asked her, using the name he’d called her when she was little. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here when you got here. Bella Swan got lost in the woods and the sheriff asked me to help look for her.”

“She must be heartbroken as well,” (Y/N) spoke, her voice barely a whisper and so full of pain. “I wonder how Edward ended things with her. It had to be awful if she wound up lost in there.”

“What happened yesterday, bean? I thought everything was going well,” he said. Worry was evident in his voice, the sound quivering and full of hurt. “I won’t lie,” he stated. “I am glad that the bloodsuckers are gone, but it pains me to see you like this. I thought he’d at least ask you to go with them.”

Quiet.

All she could do was remain quiet. That was the least he could have done. But he didn’t. He had thrown her away, discarded her like you would a used tissue. Carlisle had taken from her what he wanted and pushed her aside, without a real explanation or reason.

“Talk to me, (Y/N). Please,” Sam begged. “Tell me how you’re feeling – what you’re feeling. How can I make it better?”

“You can’t,” she sighed. A quiet sob escaped her lips and was only perceived by the adept ears of the supernatural. “No one can.”

“(Y/N)…” 

“Sam, I understand that you’re trying to help but you simply can’t, okay?!” (Y/N) didn’t know why she was yelling. Her frustrations were misdirected but she couldn't help how it came out. “He’s gone, okay?! He took what he wanted and left. I wasn’t good enough for him to stay and I wasn’t worth taking with him. And I was ready to give it all up. You, my friends, mom… everything. I had made the choice to spend the rest of eternity by his side.

So now I’m stuck here having to figure out who I am and what my future will look like without him in it. I will have to mend my own heart that continues asking when he is coming back. No one can make it better, Sam. Not even myself.”

She slammed the coffee mug on the table harder than she intended to, but she needed to get away. (Y/N) could feel the walls of the house closing in on her, squeezing every ounce of oxygen that was inside. She felt her lungs aching, grasping at any air left for her to breathe. But she simply couldn’t. Her eyes had welled up with tears once more and her eyes burned from the liquid.

(Y/N) was already tired of crying. She was tired of feeling her world collapsing in on itself. Of having to pick up the pieces of her life every few years.  It wasn’t fair. She was doing everything right and everything still went wrong.

Somehow, she had stumbled out of the house, Sam’s voice distant in her head. He was calling for her but she could not listen. She needed to go somewhere else, anywhere else. She kept stumbling down the road without a real destination in mind. Her vision was blurred from her tears and her breathing was difficult.

But as she came face to face with the chipped white door, she knew where her head wanted to go. So, she knocked.

“I can’t believe you forgot your keys,” Allison laughed before she opened the door. “Oh, (Y/N). Honey, what’s wrong?”

“He’s gone, mom,” she blubbered against her mother’s neck. “He left. He left me.” 

Allison had an inkling of who her daughter spoke of but made no move to extract any information. It was clear that (Y/N) was suffering from a broken heart, and she needed her mother’s comfort. She led the girl inside and sat them both on the couch, where she let (Y/N) cry to her heart’s content. She sat there running her hand through her daughter’s hair and drew circles on her back to try and console her child as best as she could.

The mother felt her daughter revert to the little girl that had her father walk out on her. The little girl that grew up too quickly, looking for the best education she could get to help out her mother. There in her arms, (Y/N) was broken. Merely a shell of who her daughter was.

When the girl drifted to sleep, Allison made a move for her phone, calling the only person that could have any idea of who had broken her daughter’s heart. And she hoped he would answer this one time. If not for her, for his little sister.

He did.

“Who did this to (Y/N)?” Her voice spoke softly through the phone, fearing she would wake her daughter. “She just came in here bawling her eyes out, muttering incoherences. She is completely heartbroken.”   

“It was that Cullen doctor. Carlisle Cullen,” Sam sighed. “How is she, mom?”

“She just fell asleep after crying for a good twenty minutes. She is drained,” Allison let out a strangled sob. “Why didn’t I know about this?”

“(Y/N) wanted to keep this a secret for some time. Avoid being the talk of the town until the relationship was more serious.”

“This looks very serious to me, Sammy. She’s so�� sad.”

“She’s tough,” Sam stated. “I know she’ll come out stronger after this. She just needs some time.”

“I hope so.” Allison kept quiet for a few seconds. This was the longest conversation she’d had with her son in a long time that had not transfigured into a fight. It hurt that it took her daughter to have been broken up with to be able to hear his voice. “I miss you, Sammy,” her voice was barely a whisper. Almost like a thought that had slipped out. “I miss you a lot.”

“I know, mom,” he sighed. “I miss you too.”

“I just wish we could be a family again. Regardless of whatever happened in the past,” Allison said, hopeful. “(Y/N) needs you… I need you.”

“You know I can’t, mom.”

“Why not, Sam?! What could possibly be more important than being with your family?”

“I can’t talk about that, mom. I just can’t.”

“You always say that, but I am your mother. Whatever it is that you’re involved in, I am sure I could help you, son.”

“Please, just drop it. I’ve told you many times that I can’t.”

“Fine. Goodbye, Sam.”

“Bye, mom,” he said resignedly.  

“Don’t fight with him, mom,” (Y/N) croaked as her eyes fluttered open. “He has enough on his plate.”

“I’m sorry, darling,” Allison sighed as she ran her hand through her daughter’s hair. “Do you want to talk about it?  About the doctor?”

“You know.” It wasn’t a question. It was clear that her mother knew who had taken her heart and broken it into a million pieces. “Sam told you?”

“I had my suspicions early on,” her mother clarified. “You were spending so much time between the hospital and the Cullen’s house; it didn’t take long to connect the two dots. But, sweetheart, what happened last night? You seemed so happy these couple of months.”

“I was only a distraction it seems,” (Y/N) let out a soft sob. “I thought I had found the person I would share a future with. Instead, he left the second things got hard. History had a way of cruelly repeating itself, huh?”

 “Oh, honey. I’m so sorry.” Allison hugged her daughter tight, guilt washing over her body. She knew the situation had not been her fault, but she couldn’t help but feel that her daughter’s taste in men had been hereditary. “Is there anything I can do for you? Anything to make things better.”

“I just need to sleep,” she sighed. “Yeah, I just need sleep.”

No matter that it was still the middle of the day, (Y/N) disappeared into her room to try and succumb to slumber. She drew the curtains closed, locked the door, and buried herself in a mountain of sheets and comforters. But nothing seemed to warm the cold the emptiness left. She had never felt cold like this before. It was chilling and it dug its way into her bones.

And somehow the coldness came hand in hand with tears. A floodgate that didn’t seem to stop and she could not control. Even when she thought her body had surely run out of tears, more came. They stung her eyes and made them swell. They stained her cheeks and burned her throat. They left her breathless and full of pain.

And yet, she still felt the nothingness deep inside her.

Allison couldn’t help but feel heartbroken as she heard her younger daughter cry for a man that had the gall to leave her this way. The worst part was that she could only stand and watch as her little girl fell apart. It was a sight that she had never prepared herself to witness, and didn’t want to again. If she ever crossed paths with the doctor, she would make sure he knew just how horrible he had treated her daughter.

***

“You could have done things differently, Carlisle,” a woman spoke, her eyes glazed over with a red hue. “She is in so much pain.”

“I could have but I didn’t, Theo,” he sighed. “And I didn’t come to you for grievances. I came to you for your ability and for the connection you have with her.”

“Well, old friend. I apologize if I overstepped in any way, but she is — or rather was, I haven’t seen her in some time — my friend,” Theo smiled softly as her eyes returned to their amber color. “I spent four years with her, and she is a rather peculiar human. She is as complex as they come and so bright, it simply pains me to see her this way. Especially since it’s your fault.”

“I had to have her hate me. (Y/N) had such a bright future ahead of her and I was only going to hold her back.” Carlisle did regret the bad decisions he had taken. He had built (Y/N) up only to have her crash and burn so suddenly. “The more she hates me, the easier it will be for her to move one. She’ll have a great life, especially away from me.”

“And how many times will you ask the clairvoyant to check in as she moves on as you want her to?”

“Not for much longer, Theo. I’m leaving New York once my family is finally settled here.”

“Leaving?” The girl was shocked. He had left the love of his life behind to keep his family together, and he was leaving them behind as well. “And where will you be going then?”

“For penance.”

Theo wanted to laugh, but the stoic expression on his face told her how serious he was. “Penance, Carlisle? Isn’t that a tad dramatic?”

“Do you think I deserve to go on with my life after all the pain I have caused the only person I have truly loved?” Carlisle was resolute in his punishment. He would do what he had done once when he turned into something he had hunted for most of his life – hide from humanity and deny himself the only thing he needed to survive. “It’s a punishment fit for the crime.”

“And don’t you think that knowing she will continue living without you by her side is punishment enough?” Theo tried to reason with her friend. “Breakups happen every day around the world. (Y/N) is strong. She will get over it. All she needs is some time, as do you.”

“You don’t understand, Theo. The things I told her… There’s no coming back from that. I used every word I knew would hurt her, deliberately. It’s something neither she nor I can forgive.”

“Well, I know I won’t be able to dissuade you from what you think you must do,” she sighed. “You know where I am. So, whenever you need me, you know where to find me.”

“The next time I see you, it might be too dangerous for me to be around humans. I’ll send you word of where I will be,” he smiled sadly. “I do ask for one more favor.”

“Sure, anything.”

“Don’t tell my family where I am going. They’ll surely do everything in their power to take me back, and I simply cannot.”

“I cannot tattle to someone I do not know, Carlisle,” she chuckled. “I have not had the pleasure to meet the rest of your family.”

“Better that you do not meet them now. In this situation, my family has been ruptured possibly beyond repair.”

“Give it time, Carlisle. Most things with time become clearer.”

“Isn’t the saying that time heals all wounds?”

“Time does nothing of the sort. If anything, time gives you choices. Time helps you build grudges; it stacks grievances upon grievances. Time doesn’t heal, it forces you to either live with your pain or find a way through it. Everyone has to make that choice at some point.”

“Then I hope (Y/N) can find a way through it because I will have to live with it.”

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[sarcasmandships]

Twilight aesthetics; Jacob Black | not the right kind of monster.

‘“Did you know, you’re sort of beautiful?”’

‘“The clouds I can handle, but I can’t fight with an eclipse”’

‘“Well, there are lots of legends, some of them claiming to date back to the Flood – supposedly, the ancient Quileutes tied their canoes to the tops of the tallest tress on the mountain to survive like Noah and the ark." He smiled to show me how little stock he put in the histories. Another legend claims that we descended from wolves – and that the wolves are our brothers still."’

[twihard-4ever]

Twilight Characters' Jamz:

-Edward: classical obviously (Debussy, Yo-Yo Ma, Bach, Mozart)

-Bella: lana del rey + that weird hard rock CD Phil gave her

-Alice: def billie eilish

-Jasper: old town road by lil nas x. that's it. (maybe mariachi music but idk)

-Rosalie: electronic/indie like odeesza and marian hill

-Emmett: he's totally a swiftie. but pre-reputation taylor bc he was born in tennesse

-Carlise: 1980s rock. livin' on a prayer, tainted love, eye of the tiger, and don't stop believing. he also listens to classical bc he is so old, but he really vibes to the 80s.

-Esme: she's more of a podcast kinda mom.

-Charlie: oldies country.

[loveswrites]

could I send in a request for Edward (Twilight) if you write for him separately :>

Edward Cullen X reader ~ You Wimp

Warnings: Idk how to do warnings I never do cause I can't stand them but talks of K*lling ones self is here so beware. Who knows might be a gaslighter involved.

Hi lovely anon! Ofc I do write for just about all Cullens and other separately I just love poly because 1. There is not a lot and 2. I can never choose who I want so I go for all half the time. Anyways I hope you like it! Thank you all for the support! I'm loving the request that are coming through btw! I'll get to them when I can, love. <3

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Time it took me: 1 hour

"Why are you staring at me?" You asked Edward while turning to look at him. Currently you too were currently in the woods together. Alone just how you liked it. But his intense eye contact made you feel giggly. You were just trying to read right now.

"What do you mean?" Edward said, basically fluttering his eyelashes in his own little way.

“You know what I mean don’t try to play dumb you sparkly mind reader.” You laugh pushing his shoulders playfully, making him smile.

 “You're just so beautiful you know that?” He said, again staring at you with those loving eyes of his.

“You look like a love-stuck fool.” You said softly reaching up to stroke his check.

“I can’t say that you are wrong. I’ve waited for you for as long as I could remember.. I never thought you would come to me.” Edward said doing the same to your cheek.

“Maybe I just wasn’t born yet.” You laughed in his face. Once again making him smile.

“You are everything I could’ve ever wished for. No matter how long it took you to get here I am forever grateful for you and your love.” He said, pulling you closer into him for a kiss.

The kiss was everything you knew he felt for you. The way his lips moved against yours was intoxicating. The way his cold skin brushed against your warm ones brung a shiver to your body that only would happen with his touch. The way he was always so gentle with you, even though you always would tell him that you can handle it. He can let go. He never did. He wanted to make sure you were safe from anyone and everything. Including himself. 

With these thoughts he pulled away from the kiss. Once again holding himself back.

“You make me crazy.” He said looking at you with dreamy eyes.

His words made you smile like they always do.

“I know. Now can you take me home Charlie is waiting for me.” You stated.

“I wish I could keep you here with me forever.” 

“Too bad you don’t have forever because you refuse to change me but you know.” You said standing up gathering your things.

“Why do you have to bring this up?” Edward said, holding his head in immediate frustration on the topic.

“Because Edward you want forever when you know damn well forever is to not be had unless I am changed. What if one day I decide to go on a roller coaster and the ride falls apart cuz someone left a piece of gum on the track. Or what if I’m running from somebody and I don’t notice and I hit my head on a tree huh Edward? Then what! What will you do?!” You shouted but then backed down once you realized you were screaming at him.

“Carlise will fix it. He’ll always help and do his best-”

“His best may not be enough and you know it.” You said, your eyes following him as he stood up.

“I’d only hope that you would come to forgive me as I joined you in the afterlife, If there be a side for me with you.” Edward said.

You blink away the tears in your eyes that came with his words. You couldn’t bare the thought of Edward killing himself just so he could be with you. Were you really that important to him as he says you are? A part of you believed him. The other part of you said that this couldn’t be. You never thought anyone could love you enough to do something like that to themselves. Thinking of it yourself you don’t believe that you could live without him yourself either. 

It would put a damper on your future of dating forever. The trust issues you always have would become 10x worse. You’d always think back to him. Edward. You’d always compare your potinect lovers to him. From the first moment you laid eyes on Edward Cullen you’ve seen yourself with him. That was your man from the minute you said Hi.

You always wondered if you manifested it or if it was just fate. 

“You’d kill yourself? To be with me?” You questioned frowning a little.

“I’d do anything to be with you y/n.” 

“Besides, turn me?” You said looking up at him to which he sighed in response.

“Your my light, My life, My soul. I couldn't do that to you, you have to understand that.” Edward said, frowning. His eyes searching your face. You could tell he was trying to read your mind but he couldn’t. He never could. You weren't necessarily a shield but everytime he tried to read your mind he’d get hit with a wave of overwhelming thoughts. Everything was always jumbled up. Nothing ever made clear since if you tried. And if he tried for too long the voices or thoughts would start screaming at him forcing him away. At least that's how he explained it. 

“I can try.” 

“Thank you, do you want me to take you home?” He questioned.

“Yeah, make sure I don’t die on the way. You know, I don't want to ruin our couple of years too early. That wouldn’t be so kind of me now would it?” You said giving him a soft smile to try and tell him you were okay with it for now, but also that you weren’t done fighting him for forever and a day.

“You're never gonna stop till I said yes are you?” Edward asked with a slight smile on his face.

“Nope, not until the day I die, Even then who knows I might haunt you.” You said turning your back to him and starting to walk away.

Behind you you heard Edward laugh making you smile even more. You always loved his smile. You loved being the reason for his smiles and laughs. 

“I love you.” He said. You heard him walk with you now.

“I love you too.” And you were left alone with your thoughts and the presence of your sparkly vampire. That you would love till the day that you die.