#demitri volturi x reader

[loveswrites]

volturi x pregnant reader 🤭 (i have bad baby fever rn😪)

Love Us? Poly Volturi X Reader

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Volturi X Pregnant Reader

“How the fuck could this happen?” You yelled looking down at the pee filled plastic piece of fate in your hand. A test. A pregnancy test of all the tests in the world, this is the one you passed?

“They’re vampires. I thought none of that could work?” You questioned yourself looking in the mirror. 

“Oh my god.. I don’t even know whose it is.” Your eyes widen in shock.

You never thought that you would be the kinda girl to have this problem. Taking a second to think you realized there was no way for you to be able to tell whose baby it was. Out of all the nights for you to pass this test, meanwhile the last time you were intimate with your love's you were being passed around like a blunt. 

“I can’t.. I can’t do this.” You whispered to yourself as you shook your head.

“Wait, I have to push this thing out? Oh hell no.” You started panicking.

 You had always been frightened of the process of birth. The pain, the restless nights, the fact that a living thing was growing inside of you. You never asked to be a garden.

“You think I can, you know.. Get rid of.. You know.. It?” You asked yourself outloud slowly. Holding eye contact with nothing and no one but yourself you still never gave an answer.

“Nahh it must be a mistake. It’s lying, these things are wrong all the time.” You laughed, feeling your shoulders relax immediately. You tossed the test in the bin next to the sink and started leaving the bathroom. The moment you stepped out you froze. And so did your breath. There in front of you stood your lovers. All of them. 

“You're pregnant.” Alec was the first one to speak after a minute of silence.

“No-” You started but was immediately cut off.

“Don’t lie, we can hear it.” Caius spat out, a frown on his face making your heart ache a little. Caius wasn’t the nicest but you’ve never seen him look at you like this.

“I-How I just found out?” You questioned.

“It’s a vampire, It’s been baking for two days now.” Dem spoke looking you up and down as if he was examining you. 

“I-”

“This is an abomination. You're getting rid of it.” Cauis said firmly.

“What?” You questioned.

“It’s against the rules.” Aro stated like that mattered to you.

“So what?! You make the rules!” You yelled feeling protective of the pea or baseball size of a baby you just found out about.

“It’s a killer.” Alec said taking side by Jane.

“Trust me, we know.” Jane said so monetoned. 

“A killer? It’s not even here yet! A killer? Then what the fuck are you!?” You yelled throwing the closest thing to you, which happened to be a vintage vase that you saw and fell in love with. Marcus had gave the task to some vampires to steal it for you as it was an antique in a museum 

Seeing it hit the ground and shatter you immediately burst into tears.

“My vase!” You sobbed feeling a heavy sadness you hadn’t felt in a while. The vampires glanced at each other witnessing the affects the infant has already brung upon you.

“Yeah.. Our lives are going to be a living hell if we keep this thing.” Felix stated making the others agree in their own ways in silence, as you sobbed over the pieces of glass trying to put the back together.

2 weeks later

“I’m hungry, But I don’t want that.” You said pointing to the wine glass Aro held in his hand. It was full of a red substance made specifically for you, he said.

“It’s just wine.” Aro said as his grin grew bigger tell you that he's lying his ass off. And doing a bad job at it.

“Like hell it is! You're trying to kill me!” You said crawling back further into the couch you were sitting on. 

“That would be easier than whatever this is.” Caius spoke looking at the scene of you and Aro in distaste. 

It had been 2 weeks since you found out you were pregnant. 

The tension has still been high on both ends. With your never ending mood swings that always ended with you breaking something and in tears. The amount of glass you’ve broken is enough to bring bad luck on all those who step foot in this castle. 

“Shut up!” You yelled at Caius, bothered by his attitude. His comments lately have been putting you on edge every time he spoke yet he still doesn’t walk on eggshells around you like Alec, Felix, Marcus have. You honestly wish he would so you wouldn’t have to hear his mouth.

“What is that?” You questioned turning your head as Aro tried to make you take a sip of the mystery liquid in the glass.

“Your favorite wine.” Aro said, like it was a fact, causing Jane to snicker in the back making Alec laugh immediately.

“You see I would believe you if I didn’t know how my favorite wine moved.” You started.

“That’s thick.” You finished with a monotone voice.

“It’s just-”

“Blood My-! We're going to be here all day unless you tell her.” Dem groaned, rubbing his eyes in annoyance.

“I know you're lying! Are you serious?” You questioned raising your eyebrows in disbelief.

“You had to have known that this was coming soon.” Jane stated, looking at you as she herself was sipping on a glass of wine.

“I didn’t think it wouldn’t come, I just thought we’d talk about it instead of trying to trick me into it!” You yelled looking at Aro with eyes that slowly grew furious.

“Here we go again.” Cauis spoke, shaking his head.

“I’m just sick of hearing you speak, can you shut up!?” You questioned in frustration of Caius’s existence.  

“Can you just stop?! I swear in my whole existence I've never met a human more irritating than you!” He shouted right back at you. Hearing his words you felt a shock of sadness run through you. Your eyes immediately watered. 

“You don’t love me?” You merely whispered as tears ran down your face. Full on sobbing now. Cauis looked shocked. Like he didn’t know what to do with you. And quite frankly none of your love’s knew what to do.

“Don’t cry darling.. That’s not what he meant.” Marucs said softly as he walked into the room sitting next to you.

“Then what did he mean?” You question looking at Marcus with wet eyes. He led you to lay your head on his chest by your head making you immediately relax.

“What I think is this is a very complicated time for us all. And it will take some getting used to but it won’t last forever.” He spoke with wisdom flowing through his veins. 

“It feels like forever.” Felix said snickering but immediately apologizing when you shot him a pointed look.

“I’m sorry baby.” Felix apologized, making you relax back into Marcus' chest.  

“What did that doctor tell you?” You questioned, referring to Carlise, the vampire doctor Cauis ordered Aro to call in attempts to find a way to get rid of the seed sprouting inside of you. Summoning a fight in you you never knew you had. 

The anger you felt that night was one you’ve never felt before. One you couldn’t even explain with words. One that you could only explain or show with physical action.  

“That you should drink the wine.” Jane spoke with annoyance rolling her eyes.

“You drink it!” You yelled.

“I don’t even know where that came from.” You continued as your body went back and forth with the feeling of being relaxed and tensed.  

“A human.” Alec said plainly.”

“I’m not drinking that.” You said for the last time.  And they knew it. Sighs flowed through the room as Aro finally gave up and put the glass of blood down.

The vampires consumed themselves in conversation as you zoned out. Some of the talk was about the baby, you, blood, and death. Things you didn’t want to hear. The talks of them turning you made tears roll down your face. Your hands made their way from Marcus’s to your stomach. You knew that at some point you would have to turn if you wanted to be with your lovers forever. But you didn’t think it would come this soon. You wanted to experience a bit more of the human world. Rather that was by yourself or with your eternal love’s. 

You smiled at that thought as you felt the baby inside of you start squirming. 

Wait squirming? 

It’s moving? 

Your eyebrows frowned in confusion. You’ve never felt the baby move like this. You opened your mouth to speak but all that made a sound was little hums. That softened to nothing as your sight bounced from light to black.

You had plenty of time to die. 

Or so you thought.

[spencerrsmopbucket]

Fragility | Caius Volturi x Reader

Pairing: Caius Volturi x Reader Summary: Caius' human mate has fallen ill.

The castle walls were as cold as the man you’d come to know as Caius, one of the Volturi kings. You hadn’t meant to end up here—dragged into the world of vampires because of a fateful connection you couldn’t quite understand. All you knew was that the man with the piercing eyes and cruel tongue was drawn to you, even as he fought to keep you at arm’s length. When you'd arrived at the castle, it wasn't for this reason at all. Your father, a well known influence in Italy, had been turned -- one dark night as sheets of rain fell.

After his turning, he went out of control, horrific blood thirst and confusion plaguing him and creating a monster. He'd turned your mother too, on accident. So, consequently, your entire household was summoned to the castle, forced to come before the Volturi kings. Of course, your parents were ended almost as soon as they were brought before Aro. They'd caused too much wreckage, too much confusion among Italy. After all, your family was a sort of royalty in Italy, just like the Volturi -- only you were human. There were whispers about the disappearance of your father and then about the disappearance of your family.

You were fated to be killed too. That was until Aro and Caius took a closer look at you. When you'd gathered the courage to meet the eyes of Caius Volturi in the throne room, his red predatory eyes, they were full of a mix of emotions.

Caius had looked at you as though you were an anomaly, something inexplicable and infuriating. For a moment, the throne room had fallen silent, the usual air of formality dissipating into something heavy and charged. You couldn’t breathe under the weight of his gaze, yet you couldn’t look away either.

Aro had been the first to break the silence. “Oh, how delightful,” he murmured, his tone light but laced with intrigue. He moved closer, his pale hand extending toward you. “There is something extraordinary about her, isn’t there, Caius?”

Caius’s jaw tightened, his lips pressing into a thin line. “Extraordinary or not,” he said coldly, “she’s human. Fragile. A liability.”

Aro’s grin widened as if Caius’s words only amused him. “Ah, but she’s also your mate, dear brother.”

The words sent a shockwave through the room, and you couldn’t quite comprehend their meaning. Mate? Your heart pounded in your chest, but it was nothing compared to the flicker of something—anger? Fear?—that passed over Caius’s otherwise impenetrable face.

“Impossible,” Caius said sharply, though his voice betrayed a crack of uncertainty. “She’s nothing.”

You flinched at the coldness of his tone, but Aro was quick to soothe. “Oh, Caius, you can’t fight fate,” he said, stepping back and gesturing toward you with a flourish. “She’s quite intriguing, isn’t she? Even Marcus agrees.”

Marcus, the quietest of the three, simply nodded, his ancient eyes watching you with something that felt like pity. “The bond is there,” he said softly. “Undeniable.”

Caius glared at Marcus, but his defiance faltered when he looked at you again. His crimson eyes narrowed, and for a moment, you thought he might lash out. Instead, he turned abruptly, his cloak billowing as he stormed out of the room without another word.

After that day, your life in the Volturi castle became a strange blend of luxury and imprisonment. You were given quarters that rivaled those of royalty, with silk sheets, fine clothes, and meals prepared to perfection. But the grandeur did little to ease the tension of your situation. You were watched constantly, your every move monitored by guards who reported directly to Caius.

He avoided you at first, his disdain for the situation evident in every clipped command he gave the others regarding your care. Yet, despite his coldness, he refused to let you leave the castle grounds. When Aro questioned this decision, Caius’s response was curt and final: “She’s too fragile.”

You overheard the whispers among the Volturi guard -- snippets of conversation about how Caius’s protective streak was unusual, even for a mate. “He won’t admit it,” Jane had said once, her cold voice laced with both amusement and curiosity, “but she’s already under his skin.”

The first time you saw Caius’s care for you in full force was during a confrontation with a visiting coven. One of their members -- a tall, arrogant vampire with a cruel smirk -- had made a passing comment about the “human pet” in the castle. The words hadn’t even fully left his mouth before Caius was upon him, his hand wrapped around the vampire’s throat.

“You will address her with respect,” Caius snarled, his voice like ice. “Or you won’t address her at all.“

The entire room had fallen silent, and even Aro seemed taken aback by the ferocity in Caius’s tone. The vampire stammered an apology, and Caius released him with a shove, turning to you with a glare.

“Stay out of my sight,” he ordered, his voice harsh. “If we find another issue with your coven, you will all be ended, including those with petulant disrespect on their tongues.“

Over time, Caius’s cold exterior began to show cracks. He would linger in the shadows, watching you when he thought you weren’t looking. He began to ask subtle questions about your past, your interests, your fears. At first, his inquiries felt like an interrogation, but gradually, you realized he was trying to understand you.

One evening, as you sat in the castle’s vast library, he appeared without warning. “Why do you always sit here?” he asked, his tone less sharp than usual.

You looked up from the book in your lap, startled. “It’s quiet,” you said simply. “And the view of the gardens is beautiful.”

He said nothing, his gaze drifting to the window. After a moment, he sat in the chair across from you, his presence both unsettling and strangely comforting. “Beauty is fleeting,” he said, almost to himself. “But you… you endure.”

The words hung in the air, and you didn’t know how to respond. Before you could find your voice, he stood and left, his cloak swishing behind him.

As time passed, his moments of softness got more frequent, but always shocking to you. Though you spent most of your time alone, more and more often you found that Caius would join you in a room, sitting across it and speaking to you softly. It was almost like he didn't dare to touch you, in fear that you'd break.

For the past three days, you hadn't seen him. He was engrossed in a lengthy trial, one of the betrayal of a coven that was close in affairs to the Volturi. It was complicated and required much contemplation by the Kings and the Guard -- so you didn't think too poorly of Caius for not finding time to see you. You didn't ever expect anything from Caius. He was in a dominant position over you and came and went as he wished. But, luck would have it, you'd fallen extremely ill the first night you hadn't seen him for dinner.

The human secretary, Janine, that was tasked with checking on you when Caius was busy wasn't the most.. intelligent.. caretaker. In fact, in your sick delirium, you'd had only one accurate thought. If Caius caught wind of how she'd been caring for you, she'd be swiftly killed. After all, she hadn't even informed Caius of your illness.

The cool, marble walls of your quarters seemed to trap the heat radiating from your fever-ridden body, amplifying your misery. You lay in bed, tangled in damp sheets that stuck to your skin, every muscle in your body aching as though you had been trampled. The room blurred and swam before your eyes, but even through the fog of your illness, you registered the sound of the door creaking open.

Janine strolled in, carrying a water pitcher and a single glass with a dismissive air. She placed them carelessly on the table beside your bed, the loud clink making you wince. “Here,” she said flatly. “Drink some water. That’s all you need.”

You blinked sluggishly at her, the effort it took to keep your eyes open making your head throb worse. The room tilted for a moment before settling, but the indifference in her tone didn’t escape you. Her presence, the lack of care in her movements, and the words themselves grated against your already fragile state. You'd known Janine was full of jealousy -- jealous of your position. You were given almost anything you wanted, though you didn't request much, but.. You were to be the wife of one of the Kings eventually. It was enough to make her distaste for you grow with every second.

You felt like death was going to come over you if you didn't at least receive something for your pain, though. You knew you needed to speak up.

"Janine. I need something stronger."

She sighed loudly, as though your request were an inconvenience rather than a genuine cry for help. “You’re just feverish,” she said dismissively, straightening her posture as if to emphasize her superiority in the moment. “Drink the water and rest. You’ll get over it.”

Her lack of empathy left you stunned. The world swirled around you, the fever clouding your ability to argue or even react properly. You managed a faint whisper, one you weren’t sure she even heard. “If Caius knew…”

She froze for the briefest of moments before her lip curled into a smirk. “Caius isn’t here, is he? He has far more important matters to attend to than a sick little human. Just be grateful he even allows you to stay here.”

The tone in her voice felt like a slap, but you lacked the energy to do more than close your eyes and turn your face away. Tears prickled at the corners of your eyes, exhaustion overcoming you. If you were less weak, you would have slapped her. But you couldn't even will yourself to get out of bed.

As Janine turned to leave, the door slammed open with such force that it rattled on its hinges. The temperature in the room seemed to drop, the air growing heavier as an unmistakable presence filled the space.

It was a positive for you for the first time in the months you'd been at the castle. You knew who it was, of course. Caius's entrance into a room was always felt by everybody in it. Usually, it made you slightly anxious and a bit more self-conscious, but now, relief washed over you in waves.

“Janine.” Caius’s voice was low, cold, and lethally calm, each syllable a knife’s edge. It still held its usual venom, though. Enough to make you sting for hours after hearing it.

The blood drained from Janine’s face as she spun around, her smirk vanishing instantly. “My lord,” she stammered, attempting a clumsy curtsy. “I was just--”

“You were neglecting your duties,” Caius interrupted, stepping into the room with deliberate, measured strides. His crimson eyes flicked to you, narrowing at your pale, fever-flushed face and trembling frame. “What. Has. Happened?”

Janine opened her mouth to respond, but her voice faltered under his glare. “She’s… unwell,” she finally managed. “I brought her water--”

Caius’s lips curled into a snarl, cutting her off. “You call this care? Leaving her to suffer, unattended, as though she is some insignificant pest?”

“My lord, I--”

“Enough.” The word was sharp and final, and the weight of his authority silenced her completely. His focus shifted entirely to you as he crossed the room in two swift steps.

He sat beside you, the mattress dipping under his weight, and his icy hand brushed against your burning forehead. You flinched slightly at the stark contrast, but the relief was instant. His expression hardened further as he assessed your condition.

“Why did you not call for me?” he asked, his voice gentler now but still tinged with frustration.

You swallowed hard, the effort painful. “Didn't.. want to bother you,” you whispered, your voice breaking on the last word. “Janine was here to check on me, and I thought your trial needed more of your attention than I did.”

Caius’s crimson eyes narrowed, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. He stayed silent for a moment, as though trying to process your words, before leaning forward slightly, his gaze boring into yours. His hand, still cool against your fevered skin, shifted slightly, his thumb brushing over your temple with a gentleness you hadn’t thought him capable of.

“You thought wrong,” he said, his voice low but resolute, the frustration in his tone undercut by a strange softness. “Nothing -- no one -- is more deserving of my attention than you, especially in such a state.”

You blinked up at him, surprised by both the intensity and the tenderness in his words. Caius was not one to admit weakness or vulnerability, yet here he was, clearly affected by your condition.

“You… have responsibilities,” you murmured weakly, though it was hard to hold his gaze with the weight of his emotion bearing down on you.

“And you are one of them,” he interrupted sharply, though not unkindly. “Do not mistake my obligations for distractions. Your well-being is of paramount importance to me. More so than you seem to realize.”

The conviction in his voice made your chest tighten, though whether from the remnants of the fever or the weight of his words, you couldn’t tell. Before you could muster a response, Caius glanced toward the door, his expression hardening.

“I trusted Janine to care for you, and for that, I hold her failure in the highest contempt,” he said, his voice dropping into a dangerous growl. “Her negligence is inexcusable, and she will not escape retribution.”

“Caius” you rasped, your voice barely above a whisper. “Don’t… hurt her. She didn’t mean--”

“She failed you,” Caius cut in, his tone steely, though his gaze softened when it returned to your face. “And for that, there will be consequences. But that is no longer your concern.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat, realizing there was no use arguing. Caius’s mind was set, as it always was when matters of justice -- or vengeance -- were involved.

He seemed to sense your unease, his expression softening further as he leaned closer, his other hand coming to rest lightly on the bed beside you. “You are too kind, even to those who do not deserve it,” he murmured, his voice carrying a hint of admiration. “But I will not allow kindness to become a vulnerability that others exploit. Not while you are under my care.”

Your eyes fluttered closed, the effort of staying awake and coherent starting to take its toll. Yet you couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of comfort in his words, as harsh as they might have seemed. For all his coldness and cruelty to others, there was something fiercely protective in the way Caius regarded you -- something that made you feel safe, even now.

"Caius?" You gained the courage to ask quietly, willing yourself to open your eyes again. You studied his beautiful, porcelain face, his white blonde hair. His pale pink lips. "Um.. Does it bother you? Me being human?"

Caius stilled at your question, his sharp features momentarily unreadable. His crimson eyes, softened only slightly by the flickering candlelight, locked with yours. For a moment, you worried you had overstepped, that your curiosity had breached some unspoken boundary.

But then he leaned back slightly, his expression shifting into something contemplative. “Bother me?” he echoed, his voice calm, though his words carried a weight that made your heart quicken. “Your humanity is… an inconvenience at times, yes. But that is not the same as being a bother.”

You blinked, unsure how to interpret his words. “What do you mean?”

Caius’s gaze flicked away briefly, a rare hesitation crossing his face before he returned his attention to you. “It is not your fault that you are fragile,” he began, his tone measured as though choosing his words with care. “Fragility is inherent to your kind. It is… difficult, at times, to reconcile your mortality with the attachment I find myself unwillingly forming.”

Your breath caught at his admission, and you weren’t sure if it was the fever or the weight of his words making your head spin. “Attachment?”

Caius’s jaw tightened briefly, his crimson eyes narrowing slightly, though not in anger. “Do not make me repeat myself,” he said, though his words lacked their usual bite. “You are... significant to me in ways I have yet to fully understand. But your humanity complicates matters.”

He leaned forward again, his cold hand brushing against your cheek with a surprising gentleness. “You are weak, delicate, mortal,” he continued, his voice dropping to a low murmur. “And yet, despite every reason I should have to resent your presence, I find myself... drawn to you. It defies logic.”

His words left you stunned, a warmth blooming in your chest that had nothing to do with your fever. You searched his face, looking for any sign that he might be mocking you, but there was none. Caius was earnest, his piercing gaze unwavering as he awaited your response.

“I don’t want to be a burden to you,” you whispered, the vulnerability in your voice catching you by surprise. “I don’t want my humanity to be… a weakness.”

Caius’s lips pressed into a thin line, his expression softening in a way that was almost imperceptible. “Your humanity is not a weakness, unlike most humans,” he said firmly. “If anything, it is a testament to your resilience. You endure pain, illness, and fear, yet you continue to fight. That is not weakness -- it is strength.”

The intensity of his words left you speechless, your throat tightening as you fought back the surge of emotion they stirred. Caius’s hand lingered on your cheek for a moment longer before he withdrew, his gaze flicking briefly to the water pitcher on the table.

“You should drink,” he said, his tone softening further. “You need your strength to recover.”

You nodded faintly, your body too weak to do much else. As Caius poured the water with a grace that seemed almost surreal, you couldn’t help but marvel at the strange contradiction that he was -- a cold and unyielding king who had somehow become your most unlikely protector.

When he handed you the glass, his fingers brushing yours briefly, you whispered, “Thank you, Caius.”

For a moment, something in his expression shifted—an almost imperceptible crack in his icy exterior. “Rest,” he said, his voice carrying a softness that was as shocking as it was comforting. “You are safe here. I will see to that.”

As you drank the cool water and settled back into the pillows, the warmth of his presence lingered, chasing away the chill that had settled in your bones. Despite his protests and denials, Caius was proving to be more than the fearsome king you had once thought him to be. He was something far more complex -- and far more human.

You eventually fell asleep, stirring only when you got too warm or too cold. Although not awake, you could feel Caius's presence. If he sensed that you were too hot, he laid a gentle hand on your forehead, cooling you down. If he felt you shiver, he lifted the blankets closer to you, tucking you in further to spread their warmth across your body. You almost thought you could hear his voice, just before you fell into an uninterrupted, finally comfortable sleep.

“Such beauty. Such compassion. A gift for a king that deserved much less than you,” He murmured, almost inaudibly. He seemed to be speaking to himself, not you. His voice was like a prayer that lingered in the silence of the room. “You don’t belong in this world of darkness, Y/n. You are light, fragile and fleeting, burning brighter than I deserve. But still, here you are. A puzzle I cannot solve… and yet I do not wish to.”

The warmth of his words settled over you like a protective veil, and you couldn’t help but sigh in your sleep, comforted by the quiet intensity of his presence. There was something deeply private in what he had said, something he hadn’t intended for you to hear. But it didn’t matter. In that moment, despite everything -- the coldness, the darkness, the endless uncertainty -- you felt something unexplainable stir within you.

For the first time since your arrival in the Volturi’s lair, you allowed yourself to believe in the possibility that you might not be alone here, after all.

[wendigo-volturi]

Demitri: Y/n, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right?

Y/n, naked in Demitri's bed: No, I absolutely do not.

Demitri, already taking off his clothes: Fuck... Me neither.

[zapreportsblog]

*ahem* Yandere Alec & Jane x Reader

Think about it,

When Bella goes to save Edward from the Volturi, Reader comes along to make sure their older sister Bella goes home alive only to make first contact with Jane.

Jane would be the quiet yet protective Yandere type, meaning when Jane first felt the bond she instantly wants the Reader close to her.

As Jane tells Bella, Edward, Alice and Reader to follow her with Felix and Demitri behind them(of course Jane makes sure to hold on to the Readers wrist lightly but strong enough)

Soon the group is in the throne room, Alec soon feels the same type of bond just like Jane and looks at Reader with hungry eyes.

Alex is the type of yandere that gets jealous easily and just wants to keep the reader locked up in a room.

Soon both siblings are on each of the readers side being protective and clingy, holding onto their hand and arms for recurrence and security.

Of course the reader is not used to it and gets freaked out and tries to get close to their older sister Bella, Bella doing the same thing by trying to reach out to the reader.

But the reader gets pulled back from Bella and has been forced to stay by the Volturi and the siblings FOREVER.

Ah yes now you’re talking my love language, who doesn’t just love them an unhinged partner

❝forced to stay❞

✭ pairing : yandere jane volturi x reader x yandere alec volturi

✭ fandom : twilight x reader

✭ summary : the moment she made a contact with the twins she should’ve known that her fate was sealed 

✭ authors note : I don’t know what it is about having a unhinged partner, but I find it oddly romantic . Like for an example I have been dating my current boyfriend for almost a year now and only recently I would say a couple of months back. He told me that he was going to look up my location and come to my house after I did not respond to him for the first few days of us talking, we were not dating in the beginning, obviously so the fact that this man was going to somehow get access to my location whew gurl, this man got me down bad 

✭ twilight masterlist

The evening had settled in, casting long shadows as Bella Swan sat in her room, her thoughts consumed by worry for Edward. She had barely spoken to him since he left, and the emptiness was overwhelming. Just then, a light knock on her window startled her, and she turned to find Alice Cullen perched on the windowsill, her golden eyes filled with urgency.

"Bella," Alice began, her voice laced with concern, "we need to talk."

Bella's heart raced as she sat up straighter. "What is it, Alice?"

"It's Edward," Alice said, her voice steady yet grave. "He's planning to expose himself to humans—to reveal his true nature—in order to provoke the Volturi into killing him."

The words struck Bella like a physical blow. Her mind raced, unable to comprehend what she had just heard. "No, he can't be serious," Bella whispered, her voice trembling.

Alice's expression was somber. "He believes it's the only way to keep you and your family safe from the Volturi's attention."

Tears welled in Bella's eyes as the gravity of the situation settled in. "I have to stop him," she said, her voice determined.

Alice nodded in agreement. "I'm coming with you."

As Bella stood, her gaze locked onto the window, and she realized that someone else was listening. Turning, she saw her younger sister, (y/n), standing at the door, her expression a mix of concern and determination.

"(Y/n), what are you doing here?" Bella asked, surprised yet touched by her sister's presence.

"I heard everything," (y/n) replied, her voice steady. "And I'm coming too."

Bella's heart swelled with a mixture of pride and worry. "(Y/n), this is dangerous. I can't let you get involved."

(Y/n) stepped forward, her eyes unwavering. "Bella, you're my sister. I can't just sit back while you face this alone."

Alice's lips curled into a small smile. "She's right, Bella. We're all in this together."

Bella hesitated, torn between her protective instincts and the realization that her family's bond was unbreakable. Finally, she nodded. "Fine, you can come. But promise me you'll stay close and follow my lead."

(Y/n) nodded, determination gleaming in her eyes. "I promise."

With the decision made, the three of them exchanged a look that held a mixture of worry and resolve. The bond between sisters ran deep, and their determination to protect each other was unyielding.

As they stepped out of the house, ready to face the perilous journey ahead, Bella knew that no matter what challenges they encountered, they would face them together. The unbreakable bond between sisters would guide them through the darkness, giving them the strength to save the ones they loved, even if it meant facing the Volturi themselves.

As Bella, Alice, and (y/n) approached the Volturi chamber, a tense atmosphere hung in the air. Shadows danced across the walls, and the weight of their purpose settled heavily upon them. Just as they were about to enter, a trio of figures appeared, drawing their attention.

Jane, Demetri, and Felix materialized before them, their presence both unsettling and foreboding. (Y/n) sensed the intensity of the situation, her instincts on high alert. Her gaze locked with Jane's, and a strange shiver ran down her spine. Unbeknownst to her, Jane's connection to (y/n) ran deep, fueled by the intense bond of mates.

Demetri's voice cut through the air, his tone respectful yet firm. "The kings are awaiting your presence. Follow us."

Bella exchanged a wary glance with Alice, a silent acknowledgment of the gravity of the situation. With a nod, they followed Demetri and Felix, their steps echoing in the dimly lit corridor. The tension was palpable, and (y/n)'s heart raced as they moved closer to their destination.

As they entered the chamber, (y/n) felt a shiver run down her spine once more. The Volturi kings sat upon their thrones, exuding an air of authority and power. Aro, Caius, and Marcus regarded them with interest, their eyes glinting with curiosity as they took in the unexpected guests.

"(Y/n) Swan and Bella Swan," Aro's voice rang out, his tone laced with intrigue. "A pleasure to have you with us."

(Y/n)'s and her sister Bella’s eyes widened, taken aback by Aro's direct acknowledgment of her presence. They offered a tentative nod, voices momentarily caught in their throat.

“So tell me, why have you come here? Why do two humans and one vampire stand before us?” Aro questions obviously amused with the whole situation. 

As the conversation with the Volturi kings continued, (y/n) felt a strange sensation wash over her. The intensity of Alec's gaze upon her didn't go unnoticed. Unbeknownst to her, the same bond that had sparked between her and Jane had also formed with Alec, albeit with different implications.

Alec's eyes, hungry and possessive, trailed over (y/n) as if she were the only thing in the room. An invisible thread connected them, a connection that (y/n) couldn't comprehend. Her heart quickened under his gaze, an unfamiliar heat blooming within her.

As the conversation continued, (y/n) found herself shifting uncomfortably under the weight of Alec's gaze, a sense of unease settling in the pit of her stomach. Soon before she knew it Alec and Jane were standing before her, they clinged to her every being allowing no room for others to touch or even get near her.

Their presence was suffocating .

(Y/n)'s world had become a whirlwind of confusion and unease. She felt like a puppet, caught between the possessive affections of Alec and Jane on one side and the protective concern of Bella on the other. It was suffocating, overwhelming, and completely foreign to her.

As (y/n) attempted to navigate through the tense atmosphere, her heart rate quickened. Alec and Jane were by her side, their grip on her hand and arms feeling like a constant reminder of their presence. The clinginess and possessiveness made her uncomfortable, and she found herself longing for a moment of solitude.

Bella's attempts to reach out to her were a lifeline in this sea of intensity. She wanted to cling to her sister, the familiar bond between them offering a semblance of normalcy. But every time she tried to get closer to Bella, Alec and Jane would pull her back, their possessive gestures preventing her from seeking comfort in her older sister's arms.

Torn between the conflicting desires of those around her, (y/n) felt trapped. She wanted to be with Bella, to find solace in her sister's embrace, but Alec and Jane's hold on her was unyielding.

Then, the announcement from Marcus changed everything. His words echoed in the chamber, declaring that (y/n) was Alec and Jane's mate. The shock and realization of what that meant sent tremors through her. It was a bond she didn't understand, a connection that both terrified and intrigued her.

As the truth sank in, the weight of her circumstances settled on her shoulders. Aro, always the master manipulator, took advantage of the situation. He presented Bella and Alice with an unfair deal, Edward's life in exchange for (y/n)'s captivity among the Volturi.

The decision was left to (y/n), and despite the unease and discomfort, she found herself speaking up. "Agree to the deal," she told Bella and Alice, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. "I'll be fine. You have to save Edward."

It was a sacrifice that she never thought she would have to make, but (y/n) was determined to protect her loved ones, no matter the cost. As the deal was settled, (y/n) felt a mixture of fear and determination coursing through her veins. Her life had taken an unexpected turn, and now she had to face an uncertain future, bound to two yandere vampires who held an inexplicable claim over her heart and soul.

[im-ovulating]

Hiiiii I've said it bef9re and I will say it again because let's be honest YOU'RE WRITING IS AMAZING!!!! I absolutely adore your creativity!! I was wondering if I can request something?

Once again it's for alec volturi (shocking I know😂😂) yandere/possessive alec x vampire reader. You can choose how they meet but basically he kidnaps her and she fights for a long time just entirely resists him physically and verbally like constantly talks back. Until eventually after many escape attempts (failed because jane or felix or demitri brings her back evrytime) she gives in and starts to love him. He collars her as a sign of his possessive ownership and she is submissive to him and with him but aggressive ig to everyone else( sorry idk how to word that last part) if it's too much or you're not comfortable I understand❤❤

(A/n: Got me smiling and shit-😂)

(Just in case anyone either never read the books or doesn't remember it from the books but, since vampires are the same temperature, they feel warm to each other)

(Here's a pdf of the book; page 436, 7th line down for any doubters lmao)

Word Count: 1,464

Summary: In which Alec takes a bit too much interest in his mate

Warnings: Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, Collaring

Age Rating: Pg 13

Tactile Power Transferal- the ability to take another vampire's power with a touch and transfer it to whom the user pleases.

Very useful

Unfortunately for you, that's what Aro thought too

Double jeopardy because you found out your mate was a member of the elite guard

You would have been mostly fine with it had he not gotten possessive as much and as quick as he did

It got to the point of not being able to leave the castle unless under order of the kings

Naturally, you fought the imprisonment, but you were never successful

Which leads us to your current predicament:

"Put me down!" You yell, fists pounding the executioner's back.

Not that it affected Felix in any way.

You had managed to escape once more, but was quickly tracked down by Demetri. Once you were cornered, the larger of the two had unceremoniously tossed you over his shoulder so the trip back was -albite just a fraction- easier.

"You do realize that if you stopped running, you wouldn't have to be carried back all the time?" The tracker quips.

"Shut up you damned, bloodhound..." you growl.

He scoffs. "Ouch. That'd actually hurt if it was scent that I track."

You settle for glaring at him, not wanting to deal with him any longer.

-

"From now on, there will be guards stationed outside your chambers; they will be posted outside the door and windows." Aro states with a finality that you can't bring yourself to argue.

Caius chimes in as you lower your gaze to the floor. "How many times do you think we will put up with your traitorous actions? The only reason you're still alive after running away all these times is because of who your mate is. Don't mistake it for leniency. And don't think our patience isn't thinning. Keep this behavior up and you will see first hand why we are known as such fierce rulers."

"Take her back to her room." He commands Felix.

So starts your walk of shame back to captivity.

As much as you hate him for repeatedly placing you back in your cage, you appreciate that he only walks quietly behind you through the halls.

Finally reaching your room, you see that the guards are already positioned. You step in, locking the door behind you.

"You'd be a lot happier here if you stopped fighting."

"I'm not in the mood for you, Alec." You can't bring yourself to care that he's seemingly made himself at home in your room. Too mentally exhausted from constantly pushing against an immovable force.

Somewhere in the back of your mind, you know you'll never escape. That it would be so much easier to just give in. Maybe you should. It's not like you have any other options.

'You could always expose yourself. They'd have to kill you then...' No. You ignore the tiny voice. You're not that desperate -not yet any way.

In a flash, Alec has you pinned to the wall by the neck.

His face is twisted into a gnarly sneer.

"You think you have a choice?" He lets out a crude laugh. "You will 'be in the mood for me' whenever I so much as snap my fingers, do you understand me?"

He emphasizes his question by applying more pressure. You can feel the beginning of cracks snake their way around your neck as he waits for your response.

You know it's not just a bluff. He's ripped a limb off before when you spat every curse you knew at him. Turns out the process of limbs reattaching themselves isn't a fun one.

"Do. You. Understand?" He presses further.

"Yes." you whimper as the pain increases, skin splintering like wood left to dry rot.

Just as soon as it started, he lets you go. You let out an unneeded yet shaky breath. He's never threatened death, even if it would only be temporary.

Shit.

There really is no saving yourself.

'All it takes is one step into the sun,' the voice reminds.

'Though, if you really don't want that, there is another way...' The voice is right, but that would mean going against everything you've been fighting for.

'You don't really have much of a choice anymore,' it reminds.

Maybe you're right...

-

Over the next few months, you had stopped trying to run. You had fought every nerve in your body that jumped when Alec was near. Started to force yourself to initiate physicality and affection. Even though you felt like you were burning with every touch and pet name, you pushed through it so that maybe, just maybe, you could trick yourself into thinking you actually loved him.

You don't know when pretending turned in to being genuine. All you know is that one day you were feigning being happy to see him and the next, you were practically bouncing in place as you waited for him to get back from his guard duties.

Only going through the motions of a kiss turned into eagerly pressing kisses to his face and neck, making your way to his lips when you'd been separated for weeks.

You'd fallen and you'd fallen hard. It should scare you, but you can't bring yourself to care when you were no longer mentally and physically in pain. Not when you stopped being guarded 24/7, not when Alec seemed so happy about your new attitude; constantly bringing you beautifully crafted pieces of jewelry or carefully arranged bouquets of your favorite flowers. Not when he would whisper the loveliest things to you in the dead of night as he held you against his chest.

The kings were also pleased with your turn of attitude, though the same couldn't be said for a specific pair within the guard. Let's just say you still hold a grudge against the two that repeatedly humiliated you; carrying you around the castle over their shoulders -or worse, one time they had you held between them: one holding you under the arms while the other held your ankles like you were a fucking jump rope.

So, no, you wouldn't be amicable towards those two any time soon.

You break from your thoughts when your mate enters your, now shared, bedroom with a small box in hand.

"What's this?" You question when he sits next to you, handing the parcel over.

You gently pull the ribbon and take the lid off to reveal a beautifully woven choker. It's a black satin, sewn with a deep red lace. In the middle is a little bow with silver 'A' charm.

"Just a little something to show who you belong to," Alec answers.

You glance to him and back the collar. "It's beautiful." You run you finger lightly along the red lace. "Put it on me?"

"Of course," he holds his hand out for the box. You hand it to him amd turn to the side.

You feel his warm hand glide across the back of your neck, moving your hair out of the way. Alec brings the collar across your front and easily clasps it in the back, fixing your tresses to their original position.

You turn back to him as he takes hold of your jaw, pulling you into a searing kiss.

"You're mine," he murmurs into the kiss.

Your hands slide into his hair as you mumble an agreement.

Before you can blink, your back is on the mattress and Alec is hovering above you. He trails his kisses down to your jaw and to your neck, slowly kissing his way to the neck of your top.

You can't help the stuttered breath that leaves you when he nips at your collarbone.

Looking down at him, a whisper of his name leaves your lips. "Alec..."

His eyes are near black when he looks up at you. You can't help but pull him back to your lips, teeth clashing as you both lose your sense. Not that you can be bothered to care; all you can focus on is 'Alec, Alec, Alec' playing like a mantra in your mind. His taste, his smell, his feel. He's invading all your senses and you couldn't be more content.

Alec loops a finger under the choker, pulling you to be impossibly closer. He breaks away only long enough to ask: "Let me show you who you belong to?"

"Please," your legs wrap around his hips in a futile attempt to pull him even closer.

An almost sadistic smirk appears on his face as he dives back to your lips. He hikes one of your legs higher so he can press his hips to yours and-

Oh.

Oh, it's going to be a long night.

Not that you can find it in yourself to mind...

[spells-and-liquid-luck]

maybe a volturi insert that lookes like sixteen or fifteen but she can see someone's future by choice (kinda like Alice) but the longer and more she does it, the more her blood lust rises so she has to feed more frequently because she can become weak. so like one day when Aro asks her to do it and she does it for a long time, she becomes a bit weak (she's still a vampire) and Demetri has to assist her (they're good friends cause she's been alive for like a hundo years) and when eddie and bella come to volterra and stuff they're not surprised because the insert saw them coming. and edward is super respectful to her and everything and carlisle and insert had a mentor/student relationship and insert has LOTS of respect for carlisle. but alive and her are kinda stand-offish. insert sees bella's future on Aro's request and she gets a little blood lust and has to restrain herself from basically chomping bella

Blood-Thirst - Vampire! reader x Volturi

Warnings: mentions of un-aliving

Volterra was the last place she wanted to be at. She didn't think that stopping Edward from committing vampire suicide was something that she had to do during her immortality, but the Cullens were her dearest friends and she was going to save Edward from making the dumbest decision he's has made in a long time. Standing before the Volturi took a whole other level of courage.

Aro, an annoyed arrogant vampire who looked like he was friends with Lestat De Lioncourt. Jane, a ruthless masochist. Caius, who had no special powers but he was just as masochistic as Jane. Marcus, he looked like he was in actual pain all of the time and everyone was pretty sure that he hated being immortal. Demitri, a tracker, a friend to her. He was the only one who she wasn't metaphorically sweating bullets for.

"Why dus you decide to come here?" Asked Jane. Her eyes were already filled with a hunger to cause somebody excruciating pain. "I want to die." Edward said with a deadpan expression that it almost made the Volturi laugh. Jane couldn't hide the small menacing smile that etched across her lips. "He thinks the mortal he's in love with is dead. She's alive!" She explained. She was growing frustrated as only she knew that and Edward refused to believe her. "I saw her in the future and she's coming here." Edward dull eyes still wouldn't brighten up at the thought of seeing the girl he loved standing right beside him.

"May I?" Aro asked, lifting his hand for her to take. She gulped nervously and with shaking knees she walked towards him gently grabbing his pale hand for him to see into her mind. She had used her powers earlier in the day to see Edward and Bella visiting Volterra so she knew that she wouldn't be able to handle this. He was shown a bare-foot, golden eyes Bella running in the woods holding hands with Edward. Aros eyes gleamed with excitement. "Incredbile." He said in Italian with a sigh of amazement. She looked at him with a deadpan expression. "It's amazing how much this young immortal is willing to go to save you. It takes great courage to stand before us." Marcus said in his exhausted voice.

As she released her hand from his, she began to feel weak as her knees buckled and she stumbled back. Dimitri quickly assisted her before she could fall to the cold floor. "You okay?" She nodded as a way to tell him that she was fine. Dimitri looked up at Aro and spoke. "She gets weak if she uses her gift for too long, Aro." Ar let out a giggle as be realized that she was I'm need of sustenance. "Are you alright?" Edward asked with his usual kind demeanor. She wondered about how he was so calm about this. He looked broken and depressed from the pain that he had caused Bella. "Are you alright?" She asked back with a hint of sarcasm lacing her voice. "You know, she's fine." She reassured him once more but he was in too much denial to believe her words. Aro looked at Edward and saw that he was just too special to die. "Dear, Edward. I feel like you would be throwing away your very special gift. You're too valuable for us to kill you." Aro explained.

Edward snickered as he lowered his head as if he just had a very strange thought. "What are you planning?" She whispered to him. "I can't live without her." She had never seen a vampire hold such emotion— especially for a human. "I told you, she's fine." Her black blood-thirsty eyes pleaded, trying to get him to understand. Edward walked out of the room passing by the secretary who was willing to die to become what they were. She followed him, holding her nose from the human. He slowly started to unbutton his shirt in the sunlight surrounded by people in red rejoining in harmony. The sun was cascading on his pale skin. She saw him beginning to gleam like he was made out of crystals, and she began to panic. "Edward! No!" A familiar voice coming from far away called out. She realized who it was and shook Edward "It's Bella! Edward Stop doing this!" She said with frustration. She saw her, Carlisle and Alice running as fast as they could to get to him before it was too late. "It can't be." His empty eyes turned to longing as he tried to remove his shirt. Suddenly, he was wrapped by loving and familiar arms. "My Bella." He said breathlessly as she began to guide him inside of the building that was behind them.

"Aro would like to speak with you?" The eager secretary interjected. She held the heavy door for them and walked in with reluctance. "Ciao Bella." Aro said with a wide creepy smile. "Ah, Alice. Ira Ira nice to see you." Alice nodded. "You too, Aro." She said with slight bitterness ess. "There has been great talk of you here, Bella. The future immortal is finally within our midst." He giggled. Edward tensed ho at his choice of words. "You showed him?" Alice asked her in qn annoyed tone. "You know what would happen if they found out." She stated. Alice rolled her eyes, and turned to Bella who seemed very anxious to get out of the room filled with vampires. Her body was shivering with the coldness of the room. "May I ask you to use your gift once more?" Aro asked. "I'm not sure that's a good idea." She replied. "Per favore, cara mia?" He asked softly bit his crimson eyes looked threatening. Dimitri and Carlsile looked over at her with concern as they both knew of what was coming. She once again walked over to Aro looking anywhere but at him and grabbed his hand. Once again the golden eyed Bella flashed across her mind running with Edward with their hands intertwined.

She let go of his with a jerk as she was overcome with need. A desperate need for blood. Carlisle was quick to notice the shift in her stance and hunger, but she almost couldn't control herself. Her body lunged at Bella with an animalistic sense of instict. Edward acted quickly by jumping in front of Bella in a protective stance to keep her from getting bit. Alice was holding her back, trying to buy them time. "Get Bella out of her." She grunted with gritted teeth trying to stop the urge from consuming her completely. "Hey, hey. It's okay. You're okay." Alice tried to calm her down as if she was a frightened animal, she used the same tone she used to talk to Jasper. "Her blood is very attractive isn't it?" Aro laughed. Alice glared at him, throwing daggers at him in her head. "Would you like the first pick of the humans?" Jane said humorously while also being completely serious. "I can handle myself. She grunted again. "I'm not weak." She continued. That earned her a scowl from Aro. "Let's get you home okay." Alide said, grabbing her by the arm to support the hungry vampire. As they were leaving she muttered "hunt." Alice smiled and nodded and closed the door behind them.

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TWILIGHT MASTERLIST

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CULLENS

Edward Cullen

Emmet Cullen

Carsile Cullen

Jasper withlock hale

Wolf pack

Jacob black

Sam Uley

Seth Clearwater

Paul lahote

Volturi

Aro

Caius

Marcus

Alex

Demitri

Felix

[volturicangetit]

HEADCANON- The Volturi with human mates:

ARO:

He would find you fascinating

Would try to get back into the human lifestyle a bit

Would lay in bed with you while you sleep, cook for you and make sure you get outside every day

This man would make sure that you would be super healthy

Has clue anymore about human stuff

" Why are you drinking clear blood? " " It's water, what the fuck is clear blood? "

Makes sure you take medication if you have to and makes you take vitamins

Don't forget to drink water (: because this man will remind you to do so every five seconds (:

Gets overprotective

Would try to turn you a.s.a.p

He will constantly be scared that he might accidentally hurt you, with the whole vampire strength and all

He'll spoil you so much, every book, piece of clothing or food you might want, he'll get it for you

He'll show you off so much

Everyone who comes into the castle has to see how beautiful you are

MARCUS:

This man is just happy to have a mate again

You make him happy again which he loves

He will want you to try but he won't force you

He's constantly afraid that Aro might take you away as well so he'll probably keep you somewhere far away from him and away from Volterra

He enjoys telling you stories about his human years

Do you like history? this man will tell you all about your favourite era

Do you like music? this man will find you some rare musical instrument from your favourite music genre

Do you like art? this man will show you every painting in the world and tell stories about the painters of them if he knew them

This man will treat you like royalty

He will want to cuddle so much, just to feel the heat to your skin and the beating of your heart

He won't really care that you're human, you're his mate and that's all that matters.

CAIUS:

this can go two ways either: you admire his vampirism

He'll love how much stronger he is than you

He's the one without powers so normally he is seen as weaker than the rest

One day he'll be lifting up his bed because he wants to rearrange his room and you'll walk-in

" Did you just pick up your fucking bed? ". " Yes, and watch your language. " " That's so cool! How did you get so strong? You're amazing. "

He'll just be smiling the whole day like a fool

Always tries to show off around you

Tries to get you outside as much as he can because you always love how he sparkles

" You're skin is so beautiful. It's like you're a star or a diamond! "

All of a sudden, he isn't angry all the time anymore

Gets so protective.

Like...scarily protective

Will try to turn you quickly like Aro

This man is the vampire king, he doesn't really like humans

He'll spoil you rotten, even more than Aro

Goes out of his way to make sure you're always content and comfortable

now if you don't like him being a vampire:

He is NOT happy

Will get so mad at you

This man will just manipulate you into liking him

It's not like you really have a choice

Will try to get you comfortable around you

Gets so hurt if you're scared of him

This man will try everything to get you to like him

He just needs someone to love him

" Why are you so afraid of me! " " Please don't yell. "

Will bring you your favourite food to try and win you over

Buys you a puppy or that shirt you've been wanted to buy for a long time

If everything else fails, this man will just turn you so you'll have to stay with his forever (:

FELIX:

Is so scared that he'll hurt you

So. Scared

If he ever accidentally hurts you, he'll beat himself up about it

Is so kind and gentle with you

Loves how much smaller and weaker you are than him

Because let's be honest, this man will tower over anyone.

Immediately asks you to move in with him at the castle

You and Demitri will become best friends

You and Felix pranking other Volturi members

" Why the fuck is my robe baby pink? " " Run? " Run. "

He'll probably want to keep you human but knowing the kings, he won't be allowed to

The kings let you stay with him because you are another thing the can use to keep Felix with them

He'll take you on so many romantic dates

Stargazing, walking through a rose garden, taking you to your favourite city. You name it, he'll do it for you.

This man will want to cuddle so much

Everyone is always afraid of him so to have someone admire him is new

This man will be lovestruck

This man will learn how to paint so that he can make a painting of you

DEMITRI:

You have no choice but to be with him

If you don't want to and run away, he'll just track you down

He is such a gentleman

He'll spoil you so much it's unbelievable

This man will only treat you with respect and love

Normally he isn't seen as super useful since Alec and Jane are now in the picture but you think that he is the strongest person ever

You try to play hide and seek with him to test his gift

Spoiler alert, you always lose

You and Felix will become best friends

This man will show you off to every member of the guard

Everyone knows you and him are together

Much like Felix, he has no choice but to turn you

He won't have too much of a problem with it unless you don't want to be turned

He'll probably get a little cottage near the castle for you two to live in

This man will admire you

He'll just stare at you for hours on end

You and Demitri are such a dream couple

JANE:

She'll despise you first

You're human which makes your life meaningless to her

Eventually, she'll start to like you though

She won't get to close to you due to her trust issues

But don't get fooled, she'll be super protective

A guard only has to look at you the wrong way and she'll have them screaming on the floor

You'll be the only one along with Alec who she is kind to

Jane could be screaming at someone but the moment you walk into the room she is all of the sudden the kindest and most gentle person alive

You will also be hanging out a lot with Alec

The twins are never apart, they are basically a package deal

Get both or get neither of them

She will want to turn you very quickly

Jane doesn't like humans so no matter if you want it or not, with in the first few months of being her mate you'll get turned

Once you're turned, it's a whole different story

She'll want to cuddle and hang out more with you

ALEC:

He'll be happy with having a mate even if you're human

He'll keep you close to him

Will constantly touch you, either holding you're hand or having his arm wrapped around you. He always needs to know that you're there

Alec loves to lay in bed with you while you sleep

Cuddled up into each other, you're skin warming him up. He'll love it

Will always want to turn you pretty quickly, like his sister

You and Jane better be getting along because you'll be spending a lot of time with her as well

He'll take you on a lot of dates

Constantly brings you little gifts

You'll find a ring laying under your pillow

Or a new outfit hanging in your closet

New books on your bookshelf

A new laptop laying on your desk

I feel like Alec will write you poetry

TWILIGHT TAGLIST

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VOLTURI TAGLIST:

@prettyinblack231

[adhd-alec]

incorrect quotes w/ the volturi members

Please do not copy these x

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Felix watching the news: someone tried fighting a squid at the aquarium today!

Felix: who in hell would do that

demitri walking through the door covered in ink: Well if the squid would stop being a dick i wouldn’t have fought it!

-

aro: do you have any bodies in your closet

caius: do you mean literally or figuratively?

aro: the fact that I have to specify 

Marcus: i'm not surprised anymore

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(name): are we fighting or flirting?

Alec: I'm literally pinning you against the wall by your neck??

(name): your point is?

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Felix finally gets off of duty thinking he will get to cuddle with his partner

alec and (name) playing monopoly

(name): WHERE'S MY MONEY?!

alec: I DON’T OWE YOU SHIT!

felix: Oh my god, my partner is a literal child *walks off*

-

(name) coming in the hall panting : im here

aro: where is dimitri (name)?

dimitri bursting through the doors panting

dimitri: SHE PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS

(name): NO I DIDN’T, YOU PULLED ME DOWN BY THE HAIR!

aro: *sighs* They never grow up

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[loveswrites]

Hey bestie, how you have been? Hope is good! Anyway, i really L O V E D your poly Volturi things, i was wondering if you take requests here goes one...

Ok, listen, fem!reader x poly volturi one where the reader is in her period, like I'm in mine and reading this i was wondering how they will react like smelling the blood all the time... i will love to see the way you work on this, but just if your comfortable.

So is this, take care of yourself and hope you have a great day! (and sorry for the bad English :)

Red Sea Poly Volturi x reader

Time it took me: 4 hours along with a cupcake bake in the middle and then part of the next day which was today so i'd say 8 hours

Word count: 2884

To Coraline: Hello Lovely! I've been doing a little bit better thank you so much for asking! I loved this req seeing as I am on mine as well I felt that it was a perfect time to write it and I guess that's what pushed me to write it so quickly! But I don't think I really did what you asked for? I don't know I always just get the vibes that I don't truly listen to you guys when you req something, I always do something like it lmao. Let me know how you liked it thou! Ps. Your English was lovely!

Love <3

Poly Volturi x reader

Turning a corner you let out a long sigh. Currently you were walking around the castle just going around in circles indecisive on who you wanted to spend time with and who you wanted to ask for some.. Things.  You had woken up today to your punishment for simply being a woman. Your period. The reason you were walking around and not just lying in bed like you normally would is because this is your first time having your period in a castle full of vampires. Your period was very irregular so even though it had been a few months since your mates had found you, you’ve never bled around them before. 

You were nervous to see how they would react to it. You thought about asking Jane for some pads but then you remembered that she doesn’t have a period. And she’s probably never had one in her life to begin with. You thought about asking Felix but you felt that he would just make fun of you or tease you. Which was something you didn’t want to deal with right now. If someone teased you about something you couldn’t control you feel like you’d just snap. 

Asking Alec was just a plain no. You knew he’d just stare at you in confusion like what the hell do you mean your bleeding? With Caius you didn’t want to bother him as he was busy with trails right now with the other kings. Plus you’d have a feeling he’d want to paint with it. He has this infatuation with the way dark red blood looks. And you didn’t want him to paint a mural out of your blood for you. Though you're sure it would be gorgeous, he never disappoints you with his paintings.  

The only one that was left was Demtri. Your gentleman out of all your mates. Now you would ask him because you know he wouldn’t tease you or ask some weird request once you got what you needed but that still didn’t stop you from avoiding him also. 

So when you woke up this morning with the red sea between your legs you rushed to the bathroom and took a shower. Covering yourself in scents you’d only use if it was your last day on earth. Spraying yourself in the most expensive perfume that you could find. God do your mates love to spoil you or what? This one bottle of perfume you knew for a fact was a thousand dollars and yet they still said “It was nothing.” For once you were grateful that your room was on the far side of the castle away from all the other vampires including your mates.

You had picked this room purely based on the views that came with it. Your balcony was facing the ocean side of the castle. You could fall asleep to the sounds of the ocean waves crashing against the rocks. And you could watch the horizon where the moon and the sun would meet everyday, each rise and set of the moon and sun was always better than the last. That was what you loved about this castle. And that was what you loved about your wing of it. It was your small piece of the fortress and no one could take that away from you. Your love’s made sure of it. 

Taking the silk sheets off your bed you did your best to scrub them clean but of course there was still a stain. You tossed them into the hamper and made a mental note to ask the maid to come get it later for you. You placed new sheets on your bed. You changed your makeshift pad that was made of tissue then you were off to pace the halls to grow some balls.  

You wore your robes that matched all the vamps that were with the volturi, hood up and all in attempts to hide your identity. 

It didn’t work. 

You were convinced that everyone in the castle knew your scent by hard because every vampire that passed, rather they were walking normally or vamping away, they would pause in their tracks and make sure to bow to you. Though it was completely unnecessary, you loved how it made you feel. The power that you hold as just a human brung so much pride to you. The 3 kings and your mates always would tell you to own it and so you did. 

You tried hiding in the shadows when you knew that someone was coming. Pushing yourself against the walls, even turning your whole body like you were just put into time out. You knew you looked like a dumbass but that wasn’t the point nor your problem right now. All you knew was that you didn’t want to face any more people than necessary. 

Finally after what felt like hours you finally made it to the receptionist desk. You were thankful that she was even there. She was always off doing something she had no business doing. You were surprised that she hadn’t gotten herself killed yet. But today you were grateful for that. 

“What can I do to help you?” She asked, putting on a voice that you could tell was supposed to be charming. It was not.

Pulling your hood off she immediately stood from her chair but quickly dropped down to bow. 

“My queen, Is there anything I can do to assist you? Master Caius is out feeding with the others. Would you like me to retrieve him?�� She asked, speaking softly. 

Respect was a big thing with the kings if someone showed you any signs of disrespect you never saw or heard from them again. So it was understandable as to why she switched up so fast. 

“No, I was wondering if you had any… You know.. Tampons or pads? Anything honestly.” You said rushing it out. But still trying to keep it low.

“Oh! Don’t you have any of that stuff? They practically treat you like royalty.” She laughed with a roll of her eyes. 

That pissed you off. She’s always had a problem with you and you’ve always kept your mouth shut but today that wasn’t how you were feeling.

“Because I am. Now if you don’t like it or respect it I have no problem having this conversion with the kings. I'm sure they would love to hear about this.” You said in a stern voice, sending her a glare. Her eyes widened, you never threatened anyone, you’ve never had to. It was always done for you if it needed to be done. 

She got up and quickly left, hoping she went to get you something, anything at this point. You could feel that your makeshift pad is not working. 

“Till we hear about what, Amore mio?” You heard behind you making you jump and turn around. When you did you were faced by the three kings themselves. You found yourself sort of stung in place. Your plan was to come get some pads and I don’t know, hide until it all went away? Horrible plan but it worked in your head. This was not a part of your plan.

“Umm nothing I was justt..” You dragged out shifting your eyes between the three. 

Aro was staring at you with his wide curious eyes. Marcus looked at you with soft knowing eyes, he always knew when things were wrong with you. And caius looked at you with narrowed eyes.

“Are you hiding something from us?” Caius questioned stepping closer to you. You felt your heart skip a beat. They heard it of course. 

“Caius can you go away?” You asked, covering your face with the palm of your hands.

“Why would I go away? Are you trying to run away?!” Cauis yelled out, making you frown.

“Caius..” Marcus sighed out. There was no doubt that Cauis’s biggest fear was you leaving him and him never being able to find you. It broke your heart that he felt he wasn’t truely loveable.

“I swear you're bipolar.” You said taking your hands off your face just in time to see the receptionist with a brown bag in her hand. When you saw this you grabbed it from her and ran as fast as you could. 

“I wanna be alone right now! No one bother me, pass the message along!” When you turned your head to see if they were behind you they weren't even there. Seeing this you stopped running and caught your breath leaning on a wall. You swear you need to work out more. Or hell even walk more, but what's the point when you can have Felix carry you everywhere? 

Since you were down here on this side of the castle you thought why not stop and get some snacks? So that’s what you did. Big mistake.

Walking into the kitchen you saw Demetri and Felix and immediately turned around hoping that they didn’t see you.

“Bellissima?” Dem said softly, making you turn around.

“Yes?” You said, just as softly.

“Are you alright?” He said, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes of course! Why wouldn’t I be?” You said shifting from side to side slightly cringing.

“What’s that sme-” Before Felix could even finish his sentence you dashed out of that kitchen and you ran. You ran straight to your room and you didn’t stop for anything or anybody. Your one mission was to get to your room and stay there. 

Once you got to your room you ran straight to the bathroom and turned the shower on. You didn’t even allow yourself to think about how embarrassingly long it took you to get to this point. You never paid attention to how many people or how many vampires live in this castle until you felt like fresh bait to them. You let yourself relax feeling the hot water hit your back. You allowed it to wash away the mixed emotions you had. 

Once you got out you did your normal hygiene routine and you felt better. You felt ready to rot in a ball for the next week. Opening your bathroom door you stopped in your tracks when you saw all of your mates standing in front of you.

“Hi..?” You said after a minute passed and no words were spoken.

“Why are you acting so strange?” Alec was the first to speak.

“How could I have been acting strange? I haven't even seen you today!” You yelled out holding onto your towel tighter. 

“Yes you have, you’ve seen us both when you were cowering into the ‘shadows’.” Jane said plainly.

“You walked right past us like you didn’t even know who we were!” Alec yelled.

“Don’t yell at me!” You yelled back at him frowning.

“Why not?! If I don’t yell you might walk right past me again!”

“Just cause I walked past you doesn’t mean you can yell at me!”

“I can do whatever-” 

“Where not going to solve this yelling at her!” Dem yelled, cutting Alec off.

“Anyone wanna talk to her and not yell at her?!” He yelled looking at the rest of your mates. 

While he eyes weren’t on you you felt your eyes water and you couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down your face. The moment you sniffled you caught everyone's attention.

“You made her cry!” Alec yelled glaring at Demetri.

“I didn’t do a damn thing!” Dem yelled back at Alec.

That started a yelling war between Alec and Dem which only made you cry harder. It was frustrating. 

“Can someone tell me what that smell is!” Felix yelled out in his own frustration. As he had been sniffing everything like a damn dog since you’ve seen him. 

“It’s me! It’s me okay? I’m fucking bleeding I’m on my period okay?! That’s why I’ve been acting weird all day it’s embarrassing and I needed some pads but I didn’t have any and I knew that none of you did and I didn’t wanna ask so I didn’t and you guess kept popping up in places that you didn’t belong and-”

“You smell good.” Felix said, making you stop immediately.

“What?” You questioned.

“Yeah you smell sweeter but at the same time dull. It’s something I’ve never smelt before. It makes my mouth water.” Felix said, staring at you with slightly darker red eyes.

“I agree.” Cauis said, looking you up and down with greedy eyes. 

“She doesn’t smell like that to me, she smells like a softer scent of her normal self.” Dem said now looking at you with a strange expression on his face.

“She smells like something that I can’t explain but it’s pleasant.” Jane said as Alec agreed with her.

“I smell good?” You questioned with your voice cracking slightly.

“You always smell good. Are you seriously telling us that this is the reason that you’ve been avoiding us? That’s a foolish reason.” Cauis said.

“I’ll go gather some stuff you’ll need.” Jane said and before you could say anything of hell even blind she was gone. 

“I’ve read a whole book about menstrual cycles before-” Felix started.

“You can read?” Alec scoffed, dodging the book Felix threw at him in reflex.

“We're gonna take good care of you, I promise.” Felix said as he appeared at your side and settled you on your bed softly. 

“Master Caius, can you lay down? As much as I don’t like to admit it, you're her favorite to lay on when she’s in pain.” He asked, even though Cauis wanted to respond to Felix's statement he kept his mouth shut for your sake.

Cauis pulled you into him as he laid down and you felt yourself relax immediately. While you felt it they could hear it. 

“I’m in my towel this is not a reliable form of protection if you catch my drift?” You said to your mates hinting at the fact that you’d like to get dressed.

“You think I care if you bleed on me Amore mio?” Caius questioned in a dull tone as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“Yes I do.” You said as a matter of fact. This sent your mates into a tumble of laughter. While you looked dumbfounded they just shook their heads.

“Sometimes I think you forget what we are.” Dem said looking at you with a soft smirk on his face.

“We eat your kind for breakfast, lunch and dinner and yet you think we are put off by a little drop of blood. That is foolish.” Cauis said, shaking his head pulling you closer to him. 

“Now relax until Jane gets back.” Felix said leaving no room for argument.

With this being said you watched as your mates took their places in your room. Alec sat in a chair that was next to your bed grabbing a book to read. Felix turned on your tv that they had installed and began flipping through the channels. And dem was busy closing all of your curtains so that the room was dark for you. You felt loved by the smallest things that they were doing. Even if it didn’t benefit you, you felt at peace with your loves just in the same place as you. 

As you close your eyes Cauis begins stroking your hair sending a small shiver down your spine due to his cold finger tips. 

“If you just let us change you you wouldn’t have to go through this pointless pain.” Cauis said, making you shake your head.

“I show one sign of pain and you already wanna kill me.” You said snuggling closer into Caius which he welcomed with open arms.

“You’d be reborn into Una versione migliore di te.” He voiced like it was nothing.

“You know that I haven’t been keeping up with my lessons with Marus!” You yelled hitting caius on his side.

“And whose fault is that?” Alec said casually flipping the page to his book he was reading. 

“Not mine actually! Because everytime I try to go to Marcus study, one of you always stops me in my tracks and leads me in a different direction!” You said pointing to each one of your mates. To which none of them could say anything because they knew that it was true.

“See.” You said smiling at the fact that there was no back talk at all. 

Some time passed and you had fallen asleep. When you woke up you felt a weight on your stomach looking down you saw that it was Jane. Her head rested on your stomach. The sun had gone completely down and it was now pitch black in your room but you felt no fear in your heart because you knew that you were safe. 

When you went to shift your legs you were placed with a reminder of why they were here in the first place. Looking down at your previously white towel you couldn’t help the words that came out of your mouth.

“Fucking hell.” You groaned, rolling your eyes.

“A little free bleeding ain’t never hurt nobody.” Felix said with a smirk that you could just feel in your soul.

“What the fuck.” You said and immediately you heard a few chuckles come from different parts of the room.

[wendigo-volturi]

requested by @cassqween102

Y/n had been feeling unwell for the past few days, but attributed it to stress and brushed it off. Demetri had noticed her lack of energy and pale complexion, but didn't think much of it until one evening when they were out hunting together.

As they were tracking a group of rogue vampires, Y/n suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground. Demetri rushed to her side, his usual calm facade crumbling as he checked her pulse and realized that her blood sugar was dangerously low. "Y/n, love, can you hear me? What's wrong?" Demetri's voice was filled with concern as he gently lifted her up in his arms.

Y/n weakly shook her head, her eyes struggling to stay open. "I-I don't know... I just feel so weak..." Demetri's heart clenched at the sight of his mate in distress. He wasted no time in carrying her back to the castle, where he laid her down on the bed, he left and came back with something to make her blood sugar higher.

As Y/n slowly regained consciousness, she felt a rush of gratitude towards Demetri for his quick response. "Thank you, Demetri... I don't know what I would do without you."

Demetri brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his expression softening. "You don't have to thank me, love. Taking care of you is my top priority." He gave her some sugar to get her blood sugar up (I'm not the most familiar with blood sugar being low so sorry if I made mistakes)

Once Y/n was feeling better, Demetri made sure she was comfortable and rested before sitting down beside her. "I will always be here for you, Y/n. Please never hesitate to tell me if you're not feeling well."

Y/n reached out to grasp his hand, her eyes filled with love and gratitude. "I promise, Demetri." Demetri leaned in to press a tender kiss to her forehead. "And I promise to always protect and care for you, my mate. No matter what."

[zapreportsblog]

Yandere Caius X reader

Caius is quite protective and strict when it comes to the reader. That includes, not leaving the castle grounds and only speaking to kings including himself and the guards only.

One morning reader opens their eyes and sees that it’s snowing outside. Readers eyes immediately lights up as she sees the white and cold sky.

And so the reader decided to have a little fun and dresses up for the cold air to play outside in the backyard where the flowers usually go and where Markus usually takes his daily strolls, Caius DID say to stay at the castle grounds.

As she went outside and started playing and making a snowman, Caius on the other hand was furious that the reader might’ve ran off somewhere and was about to have Demitri do a search only to hear the readers soft laugh.

As he goes outside he sees reader making a snowman with a bright smile on her face making Caius calm down and gets distracted from her.

When reader noticed Caius was watching she decided to have a bit of fun and throw a snowball at him, which Caius decided to play readers game and throw one back.

After a while Caius notices that the reader is cold so he brought them back inside and to the kitchen to make them a hot chocolate.

This is just fluff with a dash of protectiveness❤️🤭

You guys are out of control, we all know yandere Caius would lock us up in a tower 😔🤌🏾

❝caius, knows best❞

✭ pairing : yandere caius volturi x reader

✭ fandom : twilight x reader

✭ summary : (y/n) is the mate of caius, and let’s just say he pretty much controls her every being but it’s only because he wants her to be safe. After all Caius knows best.

✭ authors note : l swear you twilight fans come up with the most interesting ideas but girl, yandere Caius? Oh nawwww

✭ twilight masterlist

Deep within the ancient halls of the Volturi castle, (y/n) found herself ensnared in the web of Caius's possessive and overprotective nature. Ever since she had been discovered as his mate, her life had become a series of intricately woven rules and restrictions that bound her to the castle grounds.

Her every move was under scrutiny, and Caius's strict demeanor ensured that she adhered to his expectations without question. The rules were clear—she was to remain within the castle's walls, her interactions limited to the kings and the guards who patrolled the grounds.

It was a life of isolation, one that (y/n) had grown accustomed to, if not resigned to. Her connection with Caius was undeniable, the mate bond pulsating between them, and she could sense the depths of his possessiveness that knew no bounds. His protectiveness, while suffocating at times, was also a testament to the intensity of his feelings for her.

Days melted into nights within the castle's walls, and (y/n) found herself navigating the elegant chambers with a sense of grace and poise that had become second nature. The castle's grandeur was a stark contrast to the confines of her restricted world, a world where Caius's gaze lingered on her every move, his eyes a blend of adoration and caution.

When she did interact with the other members of the Volturi, (y/n) treaded carefully. Her conversations with Aro and Marcus were measured, her words chosen with precision. She had learned to navigate the complex dynamics of the ruling coven, understanding that her presence in Caius's life meant she had a role to play in their intricate balance.

But there were moments when (y/n) longed for a taste of freedom, a chance to explore the world beyond the castle's walls. She would stand by the towering windows, gazing out at the moonlit landscape, her heart yearning for a life beyond the confines of her gilded cage.

Yet, Caius's presence was a constant reminder of the love and devotion he held for her. He moved through the castle with an air of authority, his gaze never leaving her for too long. His actions, while controlling, were also infused with a tenderness that he reserved only for her. In his arms, she found solace from the constraints of her existence, a reminder that she was cherished and valued.

As the days turned into weeks, (y/n) began to find a delicate balance between her own desires and the expectations that bound her to Caius. The world outside the castle may have remained elusive, but within its walls, her love for him bloomed amidst the thorns of his possessiveness. And while her heart yearned for more, she knew that she was at the center of a love that transcended time and boundaries—a love that was as unyielding as the ancient stones that formed the foundation of their world.

Bundled up in warm attire, (y/n) stepped out into the snowy morning, the chill air tingling against her skin. The grounds of the Volturi castle were blanketed in pristine white, the snow creating a serene landscape that stretched out before her. Her eyes lit up with childlike excitement as she gazed at the glistening world that had transformed overnight.

With every step she took, her boots left a trail of footprints in the snow, evidence of her playful exploration. The cold air felt invigorating against her cheeks, and she couldn't help but let out a laugh as she spun around, her arms outstretched like a bird in flight.

The garden area, usually a burst of color from the blooming flowers, was now a canvas of white. (Y/n) could almost imagine the flowers peering out from beneath the snow, as if waiting for the warmth of spring to awaken them once again.

As she ventured deeper into the garden, she noticed a small bench tucked beneath a tree. The sight brought a fond smile to her lips, knowing that Marcus often sat there during his strolls. She imagined him here, surrounded by the beauty of the snow-covered landscape.

With a mischievous glint in her eyes, (y/n) moved to the bench and began to shape a snowball with her gloved hands. The cold, powdery snow compacted easily, and soon she had a perfectly round snowball in her grasp. Looking around with a playful grin, she took aim at a nearby tree and let the snowball fly, watching as it hit the trunk with a soft thud.

Her laughter echoed through the air as she continued to throw snowballs, each one finding its mark with unerring accuracy. She was lost in her own world of winter wonder, the joy of the moment washing away the constraints of her usual routines within the castle walls.

Meanwhile Caius paced back and forth, his expression dark and brooding. "(Y/N)," he muttered under his breath, "where in the world have you gone?" His anger boiled within him, his thoughts spiraling into worst-case scenarios. Had she run off? Abandoned him? The very idea gnawed at him like a relentless storm.

Just as he was about to call for Demetri to track her down, a faint sound reached his ears. Laughter. His head snapped toward the courtyard, disbelief warring with relief as he spotted her there, a mischievous grin on her face. The intensity of his emotions, from fury to exasperation, was replaced by a curious mixture of irritation and fondness.

Caius' gaze locked onto her as she gathered a handful of snow, her intent clear in the sparkle of her eyes. Without warning, the snowball whizzed through the air, narrowly missing his shoulder. The audacity! A rare, almost incredulous smile twitched at the corner of his lips.

He brushed the snow from his shoulder, his movements deliberate. The tension that had weighed on him began to unravel. In a swift and fluid motion, he crouched to pick up his own snowball, compacting it in his hand. With a calculated toss, he sent the snowball sailing toward her.

Her startled gasp and the way her eyes widened fueled his determination. He was not one to shy away from a challenge, after all. As the snowball hit her arm, a startled laugh escaped her lips. Caius' heart raced as he watched her reaction, the atmosphere between them shifting palpably.

What started as a playful exchange quickly escalated into a full-fledged snowball fight, each throw accompanied by a burst of laughter and an occasional yelp. The tension that had filled the air earlier was replaced by an electric energy, a connection formed through their shared antics.

Caius' stern facade cracked further with each throw, revealing a side of him rarely seen by anyone else. And as for (Y/N), her eyes sparkled with a mixture of amusement and genuine affection, finding joy in the simple act of playfulness.

Amidst the flurry of snow, their laughter intertwined, forging a bond that transcended the usual formalities. Caius had played her game, and she had matched his intensity. In that moment, they were not the stern leader and the confidante, but two individuals allowing themselves to revel in a carefree moment, where laughter and snowflakes danced in harmony.

As the snowball fight between Caius and (Y/N) continued, a playful spirit seemed to envelop them both. Laughter echoed through the courtyard, and even Caius found himself caught up in the exhilaration of the moment. Yet, amidst the joy, he couldn't help but notice the way (Y/N)'s cheeks had turned a rosy hue, and how she shivered every now and then.

His concern for her well-being surfaced, overriding the playful rivalry that had taken over. Caius stopped in his tracks, mid-throw, and eyed her carefully. "Are you cold?" he asked, his tone uncharacteristically gentle. (Y/N) chuckled, brushing a few snowflakes from her hair.

"Just a little," she admitted, her breath visible in the crisp air.

Without another word, Caius walked over to her and held out his hand. She looked at him, puzzled. "Come," he said, his voice soft yet commanding. "Let's get you warm."

Inside the castle, the contrast between the chilly courtyard and the cozy interior was striking. Caius led (Y/N) to the kitchen, where the warmth from the fireplace enveloped them in a comforting embrace. He motioned for her to sit at the large wooden table while he went about gathering the ingredients.

As he set a pot of milk on the stove to heat, his movements were efficient and precise. Caius rarely engaged in such domestic tasks, but the sight of (Y/N) sitting there, wrapped in her own thoughts, spurred him to act.

Soon, the aroma of cocoa filled the air as he stirred the mixture, the chocolate melting into the milk. He poured the steaming liquid into two mugs, the clinking of porcelain breaking the silence. Sliding a mug in front of her, he met her gaze with an unspoken question.

(Y/N) looked up at him, her eyes softening with gratitude. She wrapped her hands around the mug, savoring the warmth that seeped into her fingers. "Thank you, Caius," she said, her voice a hushed murmur.

He inclined his head, acknowledging her thanks with a nod. For a moment, their eyes held, a connection forming between them that went beyond the snowball fight and the jesting banter.

As they sipped their hot chocolate, the tension that had been present earlier transformed into a different kind of energy—an intimacy forged in the simple act of caring for one another. Caius watched as (Y/N)'s expression softened further, the lines of her face relaxing in the flickering firelight.

In that quiet moment, surrounded by the warmth of the kitchen and the shared understanding between them, Caius and (Y/N) found themselves in a space that was both familiar and yet unexplored—a space where vulnerability and camaraderie intertwined, leaving an indelible mark on their connection.

[is-sheevenitalian]

I saw this ask on @captain-yeet ‘s page and I had to make it into a tiktok, xoxo the twilight tiktoker

[it-was-all-a-beautiful-dream]

Help! Mr I want to suck your blood (Not an update)

Hello, 

I’m trying to write Mr. I want to suck your blood part 4. Right now I have two ways it can go and I really wanted your opinion. 

Option one. The reader wakes up to an angry Carlisle. He thinks its better if they stop being with each other for a while even though the reader is his blood singer. He believes it would be ‘safer and you could go on living a normal human life.’ This story route would kind of mirror the events that took place with Bella and Edward in new moon. But maybe the reader goes to Italy to seek the help of the Volturi.

Or 

Option two. The reader wakes up and discovers that even though they didn't turn into a Vampire. The bite and the venom in their blood stream has awoke some kind of special abilities that they would have been gifted with had they turned. The Volturi find out that the human has abilities and are worried that f the reader is turned, they would be too powerful as a vampire and see that as a threat.

Let me know what you think, and which option you would rather see played out!

[stumacherstan]

Felix Volturi x playful!Reader Headcanons:

You were also apart of the Volturi and since you weren’t as old as the others, you like to keep the place alive

The masters found it amusing seeing you mimic everyone’s facial expressions and even mocking the way they walked before you turned back to your silly self. “You guys need to liven up a little! Oh wait...”

You and Demitri were chaotic together and is the reason Felix can feel migraines

Felix always tried to reason with you. “Can’t you just take this seriously for once?”

Cue you pouting as you rip the rule breakers head off. “You’re no fun. Jane likes to hear them scream, don’t you Janey?”

“Don’t drag me into this.”

Felix was the strongest guard yet you still managed to bring him down when you tackled him

It just had to be right timing. You had to be swift and quiet.

It’s worked 10% of the time

The other 90% he would just perfectly catch you. “What are you doing Amore?”

“Why can’t you let me have my fun!”

“You act like a child.” With those words being said, he starts carrying you like a baby since “you want to act like a child.”

You have no shame in it. You just get to flaunt that you have a boyfriend who picks you up

Oh? Worm? You’re chubby/fat? Guess what hun. This man wasn’t just a sole suvivor of being a gladiator. He’s also a vampire. Weight has nothing to him. You’re light as a feather to him. Don’t belittle him or yourself like that every again sweaty.

Felix dreads being sent on missions with you. Yes, he loves you very much. However, your playful taunts to the person you two are supposed to hunt down gets you into trouble very quickly.

Yes, you have your own power. However, you like to see protective felix. It brings your unbeating heart joy.

Cue a hurt vampire having to hear a one sided argument on the way back to masters palace. They rather be killed right there than have to hear Felix give you a lecture

You just wave off his little lecture. “I was so having so much Felix! Can’t I have that one thing Amore? You and me hunting down rulebreakers. That’s romantic for me, and you lecturing me for having my fun is ruining the romantic feelings.” You climb up him for a quick second and kiss his cheek.

Quiet mutterings from your mate that you can’t even make out but you know you won.

Since Felix isn’t the PDA type, you always make it your mission to at least have him be suprised when you tried to have display of affection with him

You know he can catch you 90% of time, so when he catches you on your sneak attacks. You beam at him and use a cheesy pick up line. “You’re my pick me up, you always catch me when I need you.” He drops you.

Of the 10% he doesn’t catch you, you always hug him from behind. You like to swiftly climb up to his ear. “I love you!”

Or maybe you’ll kiss his cheek, maybe even his neck and nip at it

You always run before he could react

The neck kissing makes his brain stop for like 2 minutes

Aro loves you. You two get along very well. He’s more of a chaotic force of playful, and it’s more mental and scary... but hey being playful is being playful

He loves seeing your affects on Felix. He makes sure to have you happy here with the Volturi so you don’t try to leave with Felix.

Yes, he loves your personality and how you handle executions. He knows your power over Felix, and Felix is the one of the most important members. So he needs you both.

So you two get to go on little dates so you’re both happy with staying with the Volturi

The dates are always usually at gardens or forests, you get to run around and hide from Felix.

Usually a game of hide and seek is ensued.

He always finds you and swings you around.

The dates are the only time Felix lets his guard down, by a little. He wants you to be happy too so the dates are like the little reminders of dealing with his serious self

You don’t mind that he’s serious. You can only imagine the centuries he’s lived.

Sometimes you guys will sit down on some tree branches that give good shade and he’ll tell you different stories.

That seems to be the only times you’re not running around, you’re just sitting next to him. Head on his arm as you listen. That’s bliss

Felix loves you a lot and couldn’t ask for a better mate. He’s glad you understand why he tends to more scolding on missions with you. He just doesn’t want your playful jaunts be the reason you get hurt.

He knows you can handle yourself, but he just can’t bare th thought of you getting hurt

Felix is your big protective mate and you love him

[volturicangetit]

D.V/F/V- Old man

Summary: The reader is younger than their mate and is teaching them, slowly, about modern technology and its weird vocabulary.

Request: yes/NO

shout out to @kpopgirlbtssvt for giving me this idea. you’re the best

Warnings:none

Wordcount: 1441

DEMITRI

You thought that being a part of the Volturi would be boring. Everyone is at least a couple of decades older than you are and don't understand half of your vocabulary. The isn't the case though. All of the members have been highly interested in modern culture and ask you daily to give them lessons in social media or pop culture. Especially Demitri, your mate. He asks you to tell him about something new every hour or so, every question different from the previous one.

"What is 'swag' and how does one get it?" Demitri suddenly asks. You are a little baffled by his question. You look around you quickly. You're both standing in the throne room, you're supposed to keep an eye on the kings while they are reading some books and looking into some cases. Marcus looks up at you two. He has also been interested in the 21 century, especially the social media aspect of it.

"Well, it's like, being cool, you know? It's a kind of vibe someone has," you explain. Demitri just looks at you with more confusion. You turn more towards him. "Like, if you look cool, if you look good, I can say. 'Look at him he has swag'. But it's kind of old, no one uses it anymore.".

Demitri nods. "Oh," he says softly. "What do you say now then?". You shrug, looking back over to the kings. "That someone has good vibes.". You point at Aro, leaning closer to Demitri. "Like, he has spooky vibes. Those are good,". Demitri quickly swats your hand down to stop you from pointing. You sometimes still forget how the whole hierarchy in the Volturi works.

"Do I have good vibes?" he asks. You nod. "You have fuck boy vibes, but the good ones.". You can see from the look on his face that he has no clue what you're talking about. "It's...it's good. You're cool.". A smile appears on his face as he puffs his chest out a bit. "I'm cool," he says, now in a lower tone than before. You can't help but laugh at him. The three kings look at you for this. You quickly hold your hands in the air while mumbling some apologies to which they continue their reading.

--

The television in the main room is casting a bright blue light over everyone. Anyone who didn't know you would think that you were just a big group of friends having a movie night while supernatural being would get scared and highly confused at the sight of the Volturi sitting calmly on different couches, wrapped up in blankets trying to pick a movie. Demitri has the remote in his hands. He knows how to use the device the best from the Volturi, except for you. The remote isn't working properly though. He smacks the plastic rectangle against him and a couple of times to get it to work. You sit down next to him, pulling the blanket that is laying over his lap over you and as place a hand over his. "No need to hit the remote, Dinosaur,".

He lets out a huff of annoyance as he hands you the remote. "But it isn't working!" he whisper-shouts. You shake your head before letting it fall against his shoulder. "You didn't even point it at the television," you say as you begin to open up Netflix on the screen. You look over at Aro, it was his turn to pick out a movie. "The vampire assistant," he says with a smile. You could always appreciate his sense of humour. You let out a giggle as you start up the movie.

"You're like an old man, totally incapable of using technology," you whisper in Demitri ear. He gives you a small push while shaking his head. "I am not old,". You shake your head, shifting in your position so you can lay with your head laying in his lap. "You're like 1000 years old! You're very old. I shouldn't even be with you, perv." you say. Demitri shakes his head as his eyes are focussed on the screen. His right hand comes down into your head and starts to play with your hair, feeling the softness of it between his fingers while his nails scratch your scalp softly. "I'm not old," he huffs out a final time before remaining quiet.

--

FELIX

"Yo, fossil!" you yell at your mate. Felix turns around, the annoyed look on his face now replaced with a smile. You take quick steps over to him. "What are you doing there, old man?" you ask. Felix wraps his arms around you as he picks you up in a tight hug. He liked using his strength and height to his advanced. He had just come back from another check-up with the Cullens. Sadly, you weren't allowed to come with him. He placed you down on the ground again but he keeps his arms tightly wrapped around you. "I'm not old," he says. You shake your head, reaching up with one hand to lay your palm against his cheek. He melts into your touch.

"Yeah, you are. You are older than my grandparents. That's grossly old," you say as you wiggle out of his grasp. You grab one of his hands as you pull him along with you while you start to walk towards your shared room. "Yeah, but they were human, little one," he says. You shrug your shoulders.

"I'll stop calling old when you stop calling me that," you say with a huff of annoyance. He shakes his head, pulling you towards him and slinging his arm over your shoulder. "Nope," he says, letting an audible pop out after the 'P'.

You quickly open the door of your room once you reach it. You duck away from under Felix's arm as you run over to the bed, letting yourself fall onto it. "Then prepare to be called old, grandpa,". A disgusted look forms on Felix face as he lays down softly next to you and starts to run his hand over your bare arm. "Call me anything but that," he says. You let out a small laugh. "Okay, will do. Old man.".

--

You are only half-listening to the bickering between Jane and Alec. They are in a heated discussion about god knows what. From time to time, they ask for you're agreement to which you mumble a yes or that you're neutral in the situation. Felix is sitting beside you, one arm wrapped around you as he uses his other to intently stare at the phone screen in his hand. "What's a beefcake?" he asks out of the blue. Alec and Jane stop their conversation as you look at Felix with big eyes. If you could blush, you would. "What?" you ask.

Felix shrugs as he shows you his phone screen. It's a post of his Instagram with a comment under it. "u r a beefcake" it simply says. "Umh, you, I guess," you say as you stutter a little. "Someone ripped,". Felix lets out a little 'oh' as he continues to look at his phone screen.

"Why do they call me daddy?". You remain quiet. How are you supposed to tell this old man, who doesn't even understand modern dating, why people get called daddy? "It's-It's a modern pet name. Yeah, like...sweartheart...but for man". Felix nods. He turns towards you as he lays his phone down on the table in front of him. Thankfully, Jan and Alec pick up their conversation again.

"Why don't you call me daddy?" he asks with a smile. This fucker doesn't even realise what he's talking about. You wiggle out from under his arm, laces your fingers with his instead. "It's um...sexual,". His eyes grow big as he quickly grabs his phone and chucks it to the other side of the room. Thankfully, it lands safely on the rug with a small thud.

He stands up from his seat and let's go over your hand. "That's enough internet for me, I'm going to wash my eyes with holy water really quick," he says with a soft tone. You laugh softly at him. "Wait until he finds out porn," Demitri chimes in. Felix turns around, eyes big. "There's more?!". You nod slowly. Felix quickly walks over to his phone, grabs it and hands it to you. "I don't want to go on the internet anymore, you all are gross,". You shrug and lay his phone down on the table again.

"Whatever old man," you say. Still, with his back to you, he sticks his middle finger up to you. "I'm not old!”.

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