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Can we have a part 2 of it was our plan where its after the cullens come back but y/n is still kinda distant from jasper?
A/n: I hope this is what you expected!
It was our plan PT. 2
Fem! Reader X Jasper Hale
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Pairing: Female human! Reader X Jasper Hale
Genre: Oneshot, angst to fluff
Warning: none that Iâm aware of, use of Y/n
Summary: When the Cullens returned to Forks, Jasper Hale seeks you out so that he can apologise, but you avoid him at all costs.
Word count: 1.4k
Part One here
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Hate. Resentment. Sadness. Three annoying feelings you felt in your bones, throughout your body.
You absolutely hated that the Cullens - despite agreeing with you with you former plan - had left Forks without warning. Okay, yes, Jasper did technically 'warn' you, but he left immediately after telling you and left no room for discussion about you going with him!
You had resentment for Jasper for leaving you on that day, he had loved you and loved that you had gone as far to plan how you would leave Forks. I mean, what kind of person would leave the person they loved immediately after telling said person they were leaving and then leave without a proper goodbye?
But, ultimately, you felt sadness every waking hour. You were heartbroken at the fact youâd never get to see Jasper again, never get to kiss him, never get to hug him, never get to hold his hand, never get to be beside him ever again. You were upset because there was literally no one like Jasper Whitlock Hale, there would be no man you would love as much as you loved Jasper.
You wouldnât go as far as to believe you were depressed, in fact, you had given into the anger instead of the sadness. You tried everything you could to get rid of that sadness, and, so, that meant you felt pure anger for Jasper.
In months that the Cullens had been gone, you had focused on many different things, however boring it may have been. You had organised your room, studied a lot, finished many of the books you wanted to read, attempted arts and crafts, sports, and much more. You even tried to help Isabella Swan out of her depression about Edward leaving, though it proved more difficult the more you tried.
Your grades went up due to your endless studying, even in the subjects you struggled on most! Your parents were proud at that, though they still worried that you had not properly been upset at Jasperâs absence. You'd been sad in your own time, sometimes you would give yourself a few moments of sadness before you would quickly despise yourself for being upset that Jasper left.
You hated him.
You hated the man you loved most.
You despised Jasper Hale.
So, when the surprising news of none other than the Cullens returning to Forks arose, you did not hesitate to ignore the supposed amazing news.
While Bella quickly went back to loving Edward, and practically planning for her own transformation into a vampire, you stayed as far away from Jasper and his family as you could. You couldn't bare to see him, you couldn't bare for him to try and apologise. You didn't want to go back to him. You didn't. Defiantly not.
Nevertheless, all you wanted to do was fall back into his arms, hold him, kiss him, love him. You wanted Jasper back, you wanted to love him, you wanted to be around him, to feel the coldness of his hands when he held your hand throughout the halls of school and as he walked you to your front door.
You missed the vampire's stupid Southern drawl, the way certain words seemed to roll of his tongue and make your knees go weak. You missed his golden coloured eyes, followed by his dark coloured eyes depending on the day. You missed the way he would walk you to your classes, the way he would carry your books when you had too many, the way he would drop you off at home after your dates, the way he was always respectful to you and your boundaries.
On Jasper's side, he had been trying desperately to get your attention, to find you while you were by yourself.
Though, due to your stubbornness, Jasper was unable find you by yourself and, if he wanted to catch up with you with his speed, he was unable to because you were smart enough to stay with other people. Or was it stupid?
Either way, Jasper had beaten himself up senseless because he felt so incredibly bad about how he left things. All he wanted to do was make it up to you, he wanted to be with you again. He knew you wanted to as well, he could feel it. Though, he could also feel your anger, your frustration, towards him.
On one particular rainy day, you had your hood pulled up over your head and your coat zipped up all the way, hands shoved in your pockets to keep them safe from the freezing rain.
Thankfully, Jasper had seen you walk out of the school, you were walking home that day, Jasper remembered from your weekly routine and because - on these days - he would be the one to take you home. He was walking quickly towards you, silent but quick. He knew he couldn't use his speed to catch up with you, but he had been so desperate to do so.
"Y/n." He called out to you, causing your heart to drop at the sound of his beautiful sounding voice.
When you didn't reply, he said your name again, now only a few feet behind you. "Please, Y/n."
"Don't, Jasper." You sighed out, but, in reality, all you wanted to do was hug him. "I don't want to hear it."
The coldness in your voice shocked him, he'd never heard you speak so rudely to anyone, let alone him.
"Y/n." He repeated, his voice was pained, you could hear the sadness in his voice. No one needed his power to know the heartbreak he felt.
You turned around to face him, rather abruptly. You would have preferred to not even face him, you knew his saddened face would break your beak into a thousand little pieces, would make the heartbreak physically hurt you.
"Don't, Jasper." You said again, your voice was trembling, but the anger was clear. "Don't you dare, you left. You left me, here by myself."
He looked you in the eyes, he could see your glassy eyes and how you were fighting the tears.
"You don't get to be heard out, not when you left like that." You scowled at him, hands in fists and you almost wished he was human so you could actually hurt him - as terrible as it may sound. "I was here, while you were... Wherever the hell you were!"
You sniffled, you were trembling and you could feel the rain down your cheeks. Or was it tears? "It wasn't fair."
"I know, I know." He said softly, he took a step closer to you, his arms extended as he reached out to you. "I shouldn't of said goodbye like that, I am so incredibly sorry."
You shook your head as he walked near you, you took a step back and it took the hint. His arms hung loosely at his sides, he wasn't going to touch you if you didn't want him to.
"Please, Y/n. I was afraid." He said, the saddened tone that escape his mouth seemed so unnatural for someone like him. He'd never sounded like this, never sounded so broken. He spoke again, but his voice was quiet, he was still aware of the people around him, the handful of students who were watching the scene unfold. "You saw what I almost did to Bella, I never want that to end up happening to you. I would never be able to live with myself again if I was the reason you got hurt."
He wanted to attempt to reach out to you again, but he didn't want to risk of getting rejected again, he wasn't sure if he could handle watching you back away from him again.
"Darlin', I never want to be the reason that you get hurt, that you..." He trailed off this time, he didn't want to say what he thought.
"That I die?" You finished for him, anyhow, with a hushed voice and a broken voice much like his. "That's what you want to say, isn't it? You don't want to be the reason I die?"
You shook your head again, now certain that you had been crying, tears streaming down your face like a river alongside the rain droplets. "You don't trust yourself, Jasper, but I do. I always have, I always will."
"I am dangerous." He whispered out.
"No." You whispered out, you walked over to him with your arms extended. You grabbed his hands. "No, you are not."
You both locked eyes, his with his golden eyes and your glassy eyes. Your words had echoed in his mind, you believed that he was good, you believed that he wasn't the monster he saw himself as.
You quickly embraced the frozen vampire, and he wrapped his arms around you. Both of you had missed the other's touch, both of you were desperate for the other's touch, and both of you finally got the one thing you desperate missed: each other.
In this moment, in the moment you held each other in the pouring rain, outside of the school, you thought that maybe - just maybe - things will be okay.
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ALWAYS THE BRIDESMAID | J.H.
pairing: jasper hale x cullen!reader
word count: 2k
warning: friends in love but the one doesn't know it yet
summary: bella and edward's wedding day has you feeling somewhat envious of their love story
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You felt awful, upset with your heart for the way it ached, for the way it shouted shots of anger, of envy, it was not at all what you'd expect of it on such a happy day. Bella and Edward danced below on the makeshift dance floor the vampires had very reluctantly created while you sat crossed-legged on the roof of the Cullen mansion- grateful for the darkness for allowing you to get lost despite the endless eyes that would search for you.
You had a great love for your brother and his new mate, happy that despite years, decades, of such grim, such overpowering sadness he finally allowed himself such mundane emotions of happiness. Maybe that was what had your heart drawing in upon itself. You didn't think yourself possible of such selfishness, being tormented by pity, by jealousy that reformed your decayed cells in a way that made you nauseous. You hated how your insides twisted, begged yourself, and willed yourself to remember the joy that swerved about your lost soul while planning this day.
But you knew where it came from, what it meant. Those were your flowers that cascaded down from the trees, your dress that flowed from Bella's life-kissed figure, your flower petals that spread towards your altar, your day, your dream. Yet you weren't there, it was everything you wanted and yet it belonged to them, you gave it to them, your dream and now you sit alone, rewatching it from the outside.
âCareful,â someone warned from behind you and were it not a warning youâd heard countless times before youâd not have been able to pin its owner down so quickly, the blond vampire swinging down from a branch and sinking down beside you, giving a soft sigh as he adjusted his suit jacket, about as unhappy with the fancy ordeal as you were, for very different reasons. âYou might think yourself into a mess you canât get out of,â he explained and you almost smiled, habitually moving closer to him, letting your shoulders touch as he looked down to search for the reason for your foul mood.
âYou know, Jas, I was trying to hide away in peace,â you reprimanded, though he didnât believe you, your emotions always betraying you, shifting as soon as he was close, it was as if your heart, despite all the wrong it did you, felt safest with Jasper, freely giving away your secrets to him and his senses.
âWhat do you think Iâm doing here?â he argued, he was speaking in that charming, kind tone, youâd be silly thinking he reserved it just for you when really you were just most accustomed to it, prompting it from him much like he prompted calmness from you, a natural reaction despite your unnatural, supernatural existence. âYou thought I came here for you?â you didnât need to answer, he knew you did, and you knew it was true even if he was trying to pretend otherwise. âVery presumptuous.â
âOh, you know me, always thinking about myself,â your words had a bite to them, thinking the present situation was the perfect time to remind yourself and your heart that no matter how much you wished it was, this wasnât your day, and you had no right to wish it was.
âHey now,â he breathed, disapproving of his words being turned into a real reprimand when really he was trying to talk you out of your head, talk you up from that hole youâd dug yourself into, help you crawl back to the surface to enjoy the day, it was a happy day after all, for everyone, or at least it was supposed to be. âWhatâs messing with your heart today?â you didnât want to admit it, your selfish feelings, but you also knew that if anyone would be able to help you make sense of it, it would be your best friend, heâd not judge you for your short-sighted and very much unplanned pity party.
âActually, I think itâs the other way around, think itâs messing with me,â you sighed, stealing a quick glance at him, sure the sight of him all dressed up and perfect wouldâve made you blush had the blood still traveled through your veins, instead you managed a little hum, head tilting to take him in before looking back down to the newlyweds. âCan you feel what theyâre feeling?â a puzzling question, leaving much to the imagination since you were sure they felt more than just one thing on a day like today, but somehow, as he always does, Jasper knew what you meant.
âThatâs not what you want to ask me,â you hated that he could make that statement so casually, so surely, you also didnât hate it all, you merely hoped heâd answer the real question without making you ask again. âGo on then,â he pushed, you wanted to roll your eyes, lightly shoving your shoulder against his instead, not missing the way his lips begged to tilt into a smile. âAsk me.â
âCan you feel their love?â he scoffed, unsatisfied, you were nearly there, almost at the point, it was dancing on the tip of your tongue, begging for release but you were being stubborn, he decided to be kind.
âI canât feel it, per sĂŠ, itâs not just one single emotion, doesnât just add up to one thing you can express, as complicated as love is, feeling it is much the same.â His pause was a courtesy, one he offered due to the disappointment that dipped into the air, flooded from you, and surrounded you just as your emotions often do for as entirely as you feel everything, you felt this in your soul, another stab at your heart, another knife in your icy coffin of life. âI canât make you feel it either, canât show you what itâs like,â he breathed and you couldnât deny him the little nod you managed, not even thinking before you leaned your head against his shoulder, one hand snaking around his arm, other hand searching for his fingers and claiming them in yours as if they were your own. Â âI would if I could, darling, you know that, donât you?â
âOf course, I do,â you squeezed his arm lightly, not wanting him to think heâd disappointed you somehow simply by not being able to do the impossible, itâs just that living as you do, being what you are, the concept of impossible seemed so unspecified, so mundane. You had always longed for it, wished for it at night, dreamed of it during every moment of the day, youâd wanted more than anything to feel loved in all possible meanings of the word- yet it seemed more likely that Jasper could create a counterfeit version of it with his gift than someone truly feeling that way for you, about you. âMaybe someday I could feel it, really feel it,â you nearly whispered, you willed the words to sound hopeful, but even if your voice could pretend, your heart certainly couldnât.
âIâm almost certain that you will,â Jasper promised and you hummed when he kissed the top of your head, your eyes not leaving the sight it had been trained on, the couple in question finally moving away from the dancefloor and by the smell of it, Edward had a howling surprise in store for his new wife.
âDo you think itâll be worth it?â
âWhat?â
âWaiting,â you explained and you hadnât noticed a rather lovely looking, yet slightly terrifyingly quiet Alice creeping up to join the pair of you. âDo you think heâll be worth waiting for?â
âI certainly think so,â Alice sang, already making herself comfortable next to you, taking hold of your arm and gently forcing you onto her shoulder instead, pleased when the action earned her a little smile from your previously pouting lips. âThink you might not be waiting as long as you think,â she shrugged and you missed her eyes as they locked with Jasperâs, who was already looking at her, hope drowning his features as he fought his brows from furrowing.
âDonât give me too much hope, Ali,â you said, happy that you had a distraction, her bracelets perfect to fiddle with as she let you move her hand into your lap, you were calming down, feelings simmered but uncertainty lingering, yet you were safe with your comfort people and though the love you shared with your family wasnât what your heart wished for, it did fill most of the emptiness. âI love you guys,â you mumbled, smiling as Alice proceeded to pull you into a proper hug.
âWe love you too,â Alice agreed and Jasper wished the moment would pass because Alice was many things but subtle was not one of them and the way she was looking at him was impossible to miss, even if you werenât yourself right now. âSome more than others.â
âOh, I know,â you agreed and when you pulled away to look at them you made sure to give Jasper an extra long smile, he was after all the one to try and make everything better first, even if it didnât exactly work. âJasper over here is a real softy for his best friend,â you giggled at that, loving the instant recoil at the words as he pulled you right back to him, being sure to hide the way he melted around you, so perfect, he found it awfully rude of his body to react so willingly to you when the chances of being with you were so slim, so impossible, but then again, just like you, he didnât think impossible was all that big of an obstacle to overcome.
âThat I am, darling,â he purred and with one last squeeze he let you go, already prepared to swoop you right off the roof and onto the dancefloor to take your mind off all that could be clouding it and remind your heart that love was already right there waiting for it, and he would be ready to show you- to tell you more about love and just how familiar he was with the feeling when you and your heart were ready.
âI wonât mind always being the bridesmaid if youâre the one walking down the aisle beside me,â you informed him, allowing him to guide you down from your hiding place, Alice made sure to leave a little space between herself and you two before following you down.
âYou wonât always be the bridesmaid,â Jasper noted, not at all surprised when he looked down to where you were climbing the branches to find your shoes had long been abandoned, free hand trying to keep your dress out of the way.
âHow do you know?â you demanded once settled on the ground, giving in to his fiddling as he tried to make your dress right, tilting his head slightly as he dusted the purple material of any dirt it might have picked up on your little adventure away from everyone.
âI have a feeling,â he was unnervingly charming as he smirked at you, happy that he could feel your nerves ease, all the horrid feelings that led him to search for you now masked by a sense of content and comfort- happiness, because of him. âTrust me,â you nodded, giving in to the mood of the party as you started dragging him to the very middle of the crowd, pleased that the song had changed pace and the bride and groom were away enjoying themselves in solace.
âI always do.â And you did, you knew him well enough to know heâd always tell the truth, always be honest, always bare his heart to yours, at least when he was ready to do so too.
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requested: "Hey! Can you write an imagine with Jasper Hale, where his mate is human but has a rare terminal disease, he stays with her at the hospital, things like that, seeing how the illness consumes her. And on her last day, while he recalls all the good memories with her, he turns her. If you're not comfortable with the topic it's ok I'll go just with anything angst but fluff w/Jasper"
this was requested a LONG time ago but I have been crazy busy, but today i'm free so i decided to write it. i hope you like this and this is what you wanted, nonnie! Have a great day <3!! also i made everything up- the storyline, the disease, and other things. always love constructive criticism so please let me know of any mistakes (i did not proof read this, but i had elena do it, so blame her)! thank you! much love
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE TWILIGHT CHARACTERS OR THE STORYLINE. I ALSO DON'T OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES OF GIFS USED!!
!!TW!!: death, illness, vampires, werewolves, innuendos, cursing
mentions of: entire cullen family, bella, and the wolf pack
meanings of abbreviations: y/n- your name, y/l/n- your last name, y/m/n- your middle name, y/ms/n- your motherâs name, y/d/n- your dadâs name, y/b/n- your brotherâs name, y/s/n- your sisterâs name, y/n/n- your nick name.
word count: 1,909
type of fic: angst and fluff
jasper hale x reader
italics: flashback
"hi baby," jasper looked at you. he could feel the pain you were in. it wasn't necessarily a physical pain, but more of a 'i am dying and there is nothing i can do about it.' or 'i look sick and there's nothing anyone can do about it.' or 'i can't move.' it absolutely killed him, seeing the love of his life on her death bed, knowing there wasn't anything he could do to stop her from feeling that way.
barely above a whisper he heard you mumble back, "hi, my love." he would've cried if he could. he fell to his knees, and held your hand. it made you shiver, so he quickly let go.
"mr. hale?" your nurse called as she walked in the room
"yes ma'am?" he stood up
"mr. hale, i -maybe you should sit down- anyway, i am not sure how to say this, but," she looked to her feet as tears fell from her eyes, "tomorrow is her last day. i am so sorry."
he wanted to scream. she had been fighting this illness her whole life and for what? to die from it. as quickly as he could, without being suspicious, he walked out of the room to call carlisle.
"this is it. she's about to be gone. the love of my life is about to die." he screamed into the phone.
carlisle sighed, "you know I am proud of you. you stayed by her side, you helped her through everything, i know she is so thankful even if she can't say so."
then bella talked into the phone, "you could always change her." she suggested.
"no, she doesn't want that. she wants to die. i can't do that to her."
"jasper, this pain that you feel will only worsen, bella's right." Edward explained.
"i. can't. do. it," the major was starting to come out, and everyone stopped talking and gave the phone to esme.
"hi dea," she soothed, "can we come see her tomorrow?"
"yes." he was curt with his response.
"okay sweetie, we will be there in a few- also, invite the pack. i know they'll miss her, too."
he hung up. he had nothing against the pack that wasn't already there, but he didn't mind having them over. especially because he knew it'd make you happy to see them on your second to last day.
about an hour later, everyone was there and to say it was awkward was an understatement.
"her room is this way, follow me," jasper called out to the people. a few people mumbled okay's and oh's in the crowd, not wanting to say anything that might cause jasper to freak, they could tell he was on edge. yet they all understood. these were his last moments with her.
first, the cullen's entered the now stuffy room.
esme closed her eyes and snuggled up to carlisle. you had everyone wrapped around your finger. you were easily the sweetest person anyone had met, and the funniest. you were always worried that you weren't kind enough, but everyone knew different. a friend could come up to you and talk about anything and you would listen, you'd ask questions, and learn more about the subject on your own so you could understand it better.
everyone took turns saying their goodbyes to you, heartbreak was heavy in the room, jasper could feel it, but his own emotions weighed heavier than the whole hospital's combined.
now it was the wolf-pack's turn. they were crying, mainly because they could- but that's besides the point. seth ran up to your still body, only your chest moving, and he cried so hard he threw up. it wasn't much of a comic relief, but it made jasper smile. the rest of the pack talked to you, they all wanted to stay longer, but they hadn't seen jasper like this, they wanted him to have the most time.
eventually visiting hours were over so the hospital was empty besides patients and night staff. due to him being a vampire, jasper couldn't sleep. which for this, he was so thankful for. he stared at you. half of him screaming that he needed to change you, the other half, quietly saying, 'don't she'll be mad when she wakes up'.
"jasper hale! put me down right now!"
"i'm sorry ma'am, what did you say?" he teased pretending like he couldn't hear you as he spun you around in the air. there was a beautiful meadow somewhere in forks. you always asked jasper to take you there. the flowers were alive- making everything else in the town feel alive as well. it was easily the second best thing there- behind jasper.
"babyyyyyy," you laughed.
"yes darling?" he perched his brow.
"put. me. down. now."
"what's the magic word, y/n/n,"
"please, daddy," you knew the affect the word had on him, it could get him fired up in seconds. it could turn him into the major, which helped turn you on.
"you better watch yourself, miss, wouldn't wanna hurt a pretty thing like you," his voice got deeper and his eyes got darker, as he grabbed your face pulling you closer.
"what happens if I don't?" you challenged, letting him take control of your body.
"you'll find out." he threw you over his shoulder as he started marching towards his house. you knew you were in for a treat.
That's when he first got a call from the hospital saying that you two needed to get there immediately. you hadn't told him about the sickness. when you were around the cullen's things were normal because the only person who knew was carlisle. but at home, everyone knew and pitied you. you hated that, it made you feel weak, like you would die but everyone would only remember the sickness. it wasn't that way with them, or the pack.
"oh my gosh! i am so sorry for- oh my," you looked up at the boy you just ran into. his was tall, fair skin, and beautiful hair. you couldn't stop staring.
"it's not nice to stare," he chuckled.
you looked at the floor, a dark red blush covering your face, "sorry."
"don't be, but, uh- you have some drool under your lip." he wiped invisible drool off of your bottom lip as your tongue followed his finger. his demeanor changed and he suddenly started to freak out, walking away from you as quickly as he could. when your thoughts of why he left in a hurry died down, your lips felt freezing, like you had licked a frozen pole. no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't get him off your mind- not that you wanted to.
you hoped you could find him the next day, but you didn't, he didn't seem to be there for the next few weeks. you felt horrible, like you were the reason that he left. the smarter part of you believed that you really weren't, but something told you that, yes, you were.
jasper sat on the chair, remembering everything you two did together. you lost your virginity to him, you went on your first date together, in fact he was your first boyfriend. all of your firsts were with him, he was horribly upset to see you go, but he also knew you had enjoyed your life, that you had truly lived.
you looked him straight in the eyes, heart beating out of your chest, you knew he could feel your nervousness. you two were sat at a small diner in a small town just north of forks, celebrating your 3 year anniversary. you had barely spoken a word to him- to scared to say anything and worried that you'd mess up asking him.
"darlin-"
"marry me."
"what?" he sat up.
"please baby, i'm dying and i want to get married."
"are you sure?"
"never been more sure of anything in my life."
and just like that, you two were engaged. the following two days after that you guys had gone everywhere to find rings that would fit for you, but nothing had seemed to work yet.
that was last week, you were planning on getting married in the next year, but life had other plans. he was going to take you around the world to let you see everything that you had dreamed of seeing. it broke him knowing that all of these places would never feel your perfect touch. they would never know what it's like to be felt by an angel.
thinking of all of those important memories, he also thought of your first fight.
the door slammed in your face, "what the fuck?!"
"what, y/n? is there a problem," the tall boy screamed back.
"get off the door and let me in! we can't just not talk about this!"
"can't talk about what? the way you were all over sam?"
"are you serious right now, jasper? i have told you so many times- even before we started dating that i had no interest in him! and if you want to be that way, what about alice? hmm? rosalie told me that you two used to be a thing until she found her soulmate! i am not dumb, i still see the way you two look at each other!" you started to cry.
softly, he opened the door, "oh, baby, i'm so sorry. i really am," his voice was gentle and quiet, you almost didn't hear it, "i promise i don't like her. i just see how she's happy and i want that- with you."
"i want it with you, too, but you have to trust me."
"i do, i promise i do. i guess it all just goes back to maria," he sighed.
you grabbed his face, giving his lips a peck, "i'm sorry, my love."
he got pulled back into reality when he heard your heart monitor flat lining.
'this can't be happening!' he thought, 'not yet." he wasn't done with you, he wasn't ready to give up. he rushed to the hospital room door and locked it, then pushed the dresser in front of it. he knew that you didn't want to be turned, but he couldn't be without you. so he went back to you and bit you. everywhere he could- like he had seen edward do with bella. the doctors started banging on the door, yelling to be let in. jasper opened the door then rushed out of the room with you in his hands before anyone could see anything.
he took you back to his house. angry with himself for leaving carlisle to deal with angry and confused doctors and himself to deal with you in the afterlife.
about a week later, you had finally woken up. all of your senses heightened by 10. there were more colors, more sounds, and smells that you had never experienced before.
"am i in heaven?" you wondered aloud.
"no, y/n/n, i am afraid youâre in the cullen house," carlisle smiled.
"which is close enough to it!" emmett boomed. you winced.
"hey! watch it, she's still getting used to everything," jasper seethed.
you sat up, "jasper! you promised not to change me! what the hell?"
rosalie chuckled, "you should probably start running, after all, she is new and could easily get you."
you stared holes through his head, "i'll give you 20 seconds. go." and just like that, he was sprinting out the door.
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Dating Jasper Hale would include (HC)
A/n: I wrote this in the car last night and it made me fall in love with Jasper even moreÂ
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a lot of forehead kissesÂ
handwritten letters sealed with gold wax and a flowerÂ
Late nights of him reading you poetry in his sultry country accentÂ
hugs from behindÂ
tracing all of your scars in the moonlightÂ
early morning coffee datesÂ
kissing in the never ending Forks rain
surprise baths when he knows youâve had a long dayÂ
fresh roses every weekÂ
slow dancing around his roomÂ
him rubbing the back of your hand when youâre nervousÂ
him buying you all of your favorite albums on vinylÂ
making a list of your favorite foodsÂ
him playing guitar for youÂ
spontaneous trips around the world to all the places youâve dreamed of visiting
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ah hi babe :) i read your work and let me say ?? my heart ?? i too have succumbed to sexy southern vampire.
heard your requests were open, so can i ask for window shopping w jas? thank you ~ <3
thank you so much!! glad to see were on the same page ;)<3
i really hope you like this! although i think i made it moreee into a shopping imagine rather than just a window shopping imagine plz forgive me bae
jasper hale x reader
u guys go window shopping !!
âż you and jasper were walking through the bustling streets of port angeles, arms linked.
âż there werenât many shops in forks - of course you nonetheless appreciated the ones that were there -
âż but you and jasper still decided on going over to port instead because it was just more interesting!
âż everytime youâd pass a shop with cute clothes youâd stick your hand out and point at the mannequins like a child at a zoo
âż âjazz! isnt that top with the ruffle trim so cute?â youâd query
âż jasper would nod smiling at you, anything you were intrested in - jasper was always intrested in as well
âż âdo you think itâd look good on me?â you thought aloud.
âż âof course, sugarâ although jasper already knew you looked good in everything AND anything
âż you smiled at him shyly in responce
âż you guys continued walking,
âż but you abruptly came to a halt once you saw it.
âż the whale bookstore đ
âż your entire face lit up !!
âż âoh my god japser i have to go in I HAVE TO THEY HAV-â
âż âY/N!! YOU ALREADY HAVE 40 BOOKS THAT YOU HAVENâT YET READ SITTING IN YOUR BAG.â
âż jasper would physically try to stop you from going in and buying even more books than you already owned, and albeit him being a vampire it was a hard task.
âż of course you ended up going in ( the power of persuasion is very useful! ) but you came out with only one book as per jaspers request, you both seemed satisfied with this
âż as you walked out of the store you opened the book to the authors note; âwow did you know jane austen was born in 1775?â
âż âshe could be edwards long-lost sister!â
âż you got a laugh out of jasper with that line.
âż jaspers eyes quickly skimmed the streets before they landed on a coffee stand as he absentmindedly replied âhes so old.â he then grabbed your arm guiding you to the coffee stand.
âż âoh yeah and you arent right? mr im 75 years youngâ you joked as jasper rolled his eyes
âż suddenly you took notice of where you guys were as jasper abruptly stopped infront of the counter to this coffee stand.
âż âjas?â you chuckled as you eyed the stands sign âyou dont even drink-â
âż âhi! what can i get you?â the coffee worker interrupted in a polite voice
âż âhi, one iced matcha latte please.â
⿠omfg� that was your order !?!?
âż â$5.99â
âż jasper handed the worker a $10 note as the worker handed him the cold drink âkeep the change.â
âż although japser considered what he had just done a small gesture your heart was HELLA THUMPING
âż âyou didnt need to do thatâ you said, heartfelt
âż âyes i did, besides it really fascinates me to watch how you can drink something so greenâ
âż you rolled your eyes giggling as you swiftly kissed him in gratitude.
âż as you guys continued to walk on you saw one of those miscellaneous dress up stores that would sell costumes.
âż you saw a cowboy costume on display on a mannequin and immediately nudged jasper in the ribs notifying him while snickering.
âż âyou should get that, youâd totally rock itâ you joked
âż jaspers face was in genuine shock as he saw it. â i need that. i-â
âż and this time it was YOU who was trying to physically stop jasper from going inside and buying that cowboy costume.
âż of course - since jasper was the vampire here it made your task very hard.
âż in the end you obviously didnât have enough physical strength and jasper went in. he walked out with thankfully not the entire outfit but with just a cowboy hat.
âż jasper put on the hat and struck you with a side smirk âhow do i look darlinââ with an over-exaggeration of his southern accent.
âż you bursted into a fit of laughter. âit suits you!â
âż he wore it the rest of the trip home making you giggle from time to time and making you two look very questionable to the cullen family as you guys arrived home.
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foresaken destiney
pairing: jasper hale x reader
word count: ~2.1k, unedited excuse the over usage of commas and all other mistakes, Iâm trying something kind of new with my writing sooo without further ado, enjoy!
summary: When the Cullens move to Forks, Y/N knows that something isnât right about the Cullen family. As they investigate further into the mystery that surrounds the family, they wind up finding out more than what they were looking for. Meanwhile, Jasper struggles with the fact that his mate is human.Â
part i | part ii (to be posted)
Working at the front office had its perks, like having access to school files and being able to hear all the latest news, well more really, gossip from the office workers. Which was how you knew Forks was about to receive several new students all courtesy of the brand new Dr. Cullen; who had all the office workers willing to risk it all. Apparently, he was young but had adopted several teenagers after their family had passed away. Taking advantage of the office workers chattering about the Cullens, you searched through their schedules trying to see who you would end up having in class. Midway through your mini inquiry, the office door swung open and the family of the hour entered.Â
They all wore a variant of white and you couldnât help but wonder if they had coordinated that morning. You handed each of the new students their schedules, each of them politely greeting you, their golden eyes shone brightly under the florescent lights. It was the last one who gave you an odd vibe. He looked like he was in pain, his hair was wild, sticking out in odd directions and he kept staring at you. His stare was broken by the shortest one, who pulled him down and whispered in his ear. You couldnât hear what she said but it had a visible effect on him, his shoulders dropped.
He stuck his hand out at you, âJasper Hale.â
You couldnât help but feel tense, there was something about the new students that just didnât sit right. But as soon as the feeling came you felt oddly calm and relaxed. Taking his hand you offered a small smile, âYN.â
Two things stuck out to you: how cold his hand was and his accent. You wondered what type of accent it was, you knew it was southern but you couldnât quite nail the state. Alice broke you out of your thoughts, âYN, do you mind walking us to class?â
âNo problem at all! I actually think I have next period with you and Jasper,â you replied. She clapped her hands before taking your arm and dragging you out of the office. You hid your surprise with a laugh, before leading the Cullens to their respective classes. Jasper was right behind you as Rosalie, Edward and Emmett trailed behind engrossed in their conversation. Alice who still had a grip on your arm, pulled you even closer to her, âIf you arenât busy this weekend YN, you should show us around Forks and Port Angeles.â
âAlice,â Jasper said firmly. There was an unspoken conversation as the two looked at each other.
âRelax, it will be fine. So what do you say, this Saturday?â Alice excitedly continued. Â
Running a hand through your hair, you let out a breath, âOf course. It would be my pleasure, though I will give you a fair warning, there isnât much to see.â
âWe are more interested in the company anyhow,â he drawled out. You could feel a slight blush at his words, before you could control yourself you blurted out, âI love your accent. It is uh- very soothing.â Mentally you chastised yourself, you hadnât even known them for a full five minutes and you were already a twitterpated mess.
He smirked, âTexas, maâam.â The accent was even more obvious.
You waved your hand in front of the classroom door, âWell this is it. I will see you next period, cowboy.â
You had seen the Cullens throughout the day, they were the only thing the school talked about and you couldnât blame them. It was the most exciting thing to happen in Forks since sliced bread. By lunchtime, the whispering that surrounded the new arrivals was beginning to pique your interest even more. The rumors ranged from plausible to just outright ridiculous: your favorite one being where Dr. Cullen was secretly running a cult.
âSo Nancy Drew, know anything about the new kids?â Lauren asked before you even set your food down on the table.
You threw one of your french fries at her, âSheesh, let the new kids breath a little wonât you? And to answer your question, they seem perfectly nice, if not a bit odd but nice.â
âReally? Theyâve been giving everyone the cold shoulder, not that I care. As if they are anything special,â Jessica added.
âIâm going to shoot my shot with the blonde one,â Tyler huffed.
Stifling a laugh you replied, âPlease, the day you have a chance with Rosalie is when I meet the Beatles.â
When they entered the cafeteria you again thought they had to have coordinated. Locking eyes with you Alice waved, you glanced to the side of her and were met with Jasperâs stare. It was odd how he made you feel butterflies in your stomach while also unnerving you. You nodded to Rosalie and Emmett, while Edward only narrowed his eyes at you.
Throughout the rest of the day, you couldnât shake the nagging feeling of someone watching you. It was a constant and kept you on edge. The same gut feeling from earlier came back full force, you didnât shake it off this time.
**
The rest of the week the same feeling of being watched stayed with you, even at home you felt it. Â You had woken up several times throughout the night and saw those distinctive golden eyes. You had chalked it off as nightmares or even sleep paralysis but when you started finding items in places you hadnât left them before your suspicion grew.
Alice and Jasper had taken to you relatively fast, they often hung around you and made sure to greet you every morning. You couldnât quite figure out what was the deal with Jasper, he switched between looking at you as if you had just shoved his favorite pet off of a building and like you were the only thing that mattered.
You would find him waiting for you outside the office every day, âHere let me,â he would say as he took the textbooks from your hand. As you walked together to your next class he broke the silence, âWhat is your favorite subject?â
You hesitated for a second before you started rambling, âHistory. I love the post-world war II era. Oh and the culture of the 1960s, great music.â
He gave you one of his smirks, âReally? I love history as well. Although, I am much fonder of the antebellum period.â
**
It was almost 2 weeks since the Cullens arrived in Forks, they continued to be the talk of the school. They certainly continued to be the only thing Jessica and Lauren discussed during lunch. Their constant digs at you for being the only person to break into their tight-knit circle were starting to get on your nerves.
âI need a new lease for my camera, do any of you want to go with me to Port Angeles after school?â Angela interrupted Jessicaâs ire towards you. If it wasnât for Angela you didnât know how you wouldâve survived the two.
âI will! I need to make a quick stop at my dadâs office to pick up some files. He wants me to help with one of his cases.â You eagerly replied, you were dreading the drive to Port Angeles and now you would at least have some company. Your Father was a private investigator and you had often helped him with his cases and around the office. He had taught you everything you knew, from being observant to never doubt your gut feelings. As you grew older you started to get more hands-on with the investigations; stakeouts and learning how to take the money shots. You enjoyed helping him out, the disappearances and bigger cases were all puzzles that were waiting to be solved. All of that for better or for worse had bled into your high school days, it wasnât like any of your snooping was hurting anyone.
âOoo do tell. Whatâs the spicy drama this time?â Lauren leaned forward.
âI canât really say much but it is the typical money shot case. Infidelity and whatnot, the usual, it will probably eat up my weekend,â you replied, not wanting to give too much information.
**
As everyone scattered to get to class, Jasper brought you to the side of the hallway. âWhatâs this I hear about you tailing someone?â Jasper questioned.
âHow did you hear? But yes, Iâm doing some lightweight work for my Dad,â you answered wondering how he could have heard about your upcoming job.
âYouâre not going. I donât want you to put yourself in danger.â He scolded. You couldnât help the flare of annoyance.
âWell, news flash for you. Youâre not the boss of me, you have no right telling me what to do. Iâve been doing this a lot longer than you think. Who do you even think you are?â You snapped.
His once golden eyes were almost black, he looked like a completely different person. He grabbed your bicep as you turned to leave, you squirmed under his grip, âLet go of me.â
Before you could even blink Emmett and Edward were pulling Jasper off of you. There was an almost animalistic snarl from Jasper as they dragged him out of the school.
Alice was by your side and started leading you away, âHeâs just hungry, low blood sugar.â Alice reassured you. You wanted to believe it but the way that he reacted there was something more.
âYou have to be kidding me. There is no excuse for the way he was acting. Just stay away from me.â You pulled away harshly from her grip. She put her hands up, âI know and Iâm sorry. You will understand everything soon, YN. Just please,â you didnât hear the rest of what she was saying as you ran to your car.
**
You sat in one of your fatherâs car, it was nondescript, which made it perfect for your stakeout tonight. He was currently out by the border trying to catch a bounty, leaving you to get the cheating husband.
Going on this stakeout was a much-needed distraction from the happenings of today, but it was also served as time to review everything that had happened. You dwelled in your thoughts, while you waited for the husband to leave his work and head towards the mistress.
Thinking back to your uneasiness you realized that it had all started when the Cullens arrived. Was it just a coincidence or was it something more? The Cullens seemed too perfect for you, there was something not right about their story. The good Doctor Cullen seemed too young to be so well respected and not to mention all of his adopted children sharing the same distinctive eye color and skin complexion. They had to be hiding something, you made a note in of the journals you always carried with you to look into their card statements and where they had previously lived.
You were broken out of your thoughts when you saw that the husband had finally gotten into his car and was heading out. Making sure to stay a decent length away as to not create suspicion you followed him all the way to a sleazy motel on the outskirts of Port Angeles.
Taking out your camera you started taking pictures of him exiting his car and making his way towards the motel room. The door swung open before he even touched the handle revealing a young woman, she pulled him in. In their passion, they had forgotten to close the curtain fully allowing you to take enough pictures for the husband's wife to make her case. It was too easy.
Returning back to your fatherâs office you decided to stay instead of making the drive all the way back to Forks. You printed out the pictures, having everything ready for when the wife would come in tomorrow. Not feeling tired at all you decided to get a head start and begin looking into the Cullens.
One of the best parts of being a private investigator, well having your father be one, was having access to websites that made tracking anyone down easy not to mention digging up dirt. The records of their previous schools all said the same thing: excellent students, kept to themselves, etc. Even Doctor Cullenâs past employments praised him.
There was nothing off about their paperwork, the adoption papers, not even their credit card statements revealed anything, except that Alice apparently had a shopping problem. You stared at the screen wondering what they were hiding. It was all just too good to be true.
You ended up falling asleep on the pullout sofa, all the while Jasperâs golden eyes plagued your thoughts. For the first time in weeks, you didnât have the feeling that someone was watching you.
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Sibling Intervention (Jasper Hale x Reader) w/Brother! Emmett
Plot: âHi I really liked your Jasper imagine so can you do another one where you're his newborn mate, and the wolf pack are coming over to help train and him and Emmett get protective over you? Like the whole "I'm your big brother and I'm supposed to keep you away from the mutts" kinda thing lol. Thank uuuuâ (requested)
Word Count: 1,275
Warnings: I think some swearing, but other than that, none.
A/N: this was really fun to make, Iâm actually kinda proud if this one! Thanks to the anon that requested this! I hope you like it.
I was standing next to Jasper who was grabbing my hand and squeezing it at times to reassure me and I knew that he was trying to calm me down and it was working perfectly as I was no longer nervous or afraid.
âWell, Jasper has experience in newborns, he will teach us how to defeat themâ Carlisleâs calm voice sounded through the forest, he was standing a little bit further than us facing the wolves who just came.
Silence surrounded us once again but Edwardâs voice filled the empty space quickly.
âThey want to know how a newborn is different than usâ
Carlisle turned a little and looked at me smiling a little like if he was asking if it was okay to introduce me, I just nodded.
âWell, we happen to have one with us todayâ He positioned himself next to me and place a hand on my shoulder âThis is (Y/N), she is Jasperâs mate, our newest member of the family, hence why her eyes are different from us but donât worry, she is transitioning and will be just like us soonâ
âThey still want to know the difference, they say she looks just like usâ I wasnât even looking but I knew that Emmett was grinning on his spot; he was the one that enjoyed the most me being a newborn and having my strength.
Carlisle looked at Jasper and motioned him to continue speaking while he left to go back next to Esme; Jasper nodded and moved a little closer but still holding my hand.
âShe is stronger than us; her blood is still on her tissues making her more physically powerful. Our kind is stronger on our first several months of this life, thatâs why they are createdâ he looked at me and gave me a side smile ânot in her case thoughâ he looked again at the wolves âa newborn army doesnât need thousands like a human army, thatâs why no human army could stand against themâ
The black wolf that was standing right in from of me growled, his eyes never leaving mine. Jasper noticed that so he moved to a side pushing me slightly backward but I was still close to him.
âThere are two important things that you have to rememberâ he raised his voice a bit âFirst, never let them get their arms around you, they will crush you in a secondâ he looked around giving a warning look to our family but turned back to see the wolves âand never go for the obvious kill, they will be expecting that and youâll loseâ
He quickly turned and grabbed my hand again but left me next to Edward as he kept walking forward to the center of the forest.
âEmmettâ he simply called and in a second Emmett was standing a couple of meters away from him but still facing Jasper. âDonât hold backâ
âNot in my natureâ he said and grinned at Jasper before launching himself onto him but in a couple of seconds, Emmett was lying on the floor, his face facing the sky.
âNever lose focusâ he cockily said while moving aside from him and coming to my side to snake his arm on my waist and pulled me closer to him. âPrepare yourself, babe, you are nextâ
I only smiled in anticipation, I loved wrestling, I became one of my favorite hobbies once I turned, and it just was really fun for me. Even though I knew he wasnât completely okay with the fact that I was fighting today it was just to train, I knew he wouldnât let me participate when the actual fight took place, so I just wanted to have fun.
Edward and Carlisle were fighting intensely, neither of them backing off; Jasper let go of me and started walking around them inspecting every movement, but at the end, Edward was the clear winner and turned to see Jasper.
âOne more thingâ he said and in an instant Carlisle grabbed Edward and pushed him onto the ground and I couldnât help but laugh at this. âNever turn your back on the enemyâ
Jasper made his way to the center and spoke to everyone once again.
âOkay, so now that we got the basics covered, itâs time for a real newborn to step inâ He said and turned his head to look at me, giving me a cocky smile which I returned with a huge grin. I knew this was going to be extremely easy for me, but anyway it was fun. I made my way next to him, and he cupped my face with one hand and looked at me profoundly before walking away next to the rest of the family.
I turned and looked at Rosalie, bringing my hand up and pointing my fingers at her I motioned her to come with me, she slowly made her way towards me with her arms crossed against her chest.
Once she was close enough I nodded and she quickly threw two punches at me which I easily dodged them taking my opportunity to grab her arm and twisted it forcing her body to twist as well but she felt to the ground crouching in one leg and tried to make me fall with the leg that was stretched but I jumped before it could even touch me, and before my feet touched the ground I pushed my hand over her chest making her fall flat on the ground, making a small crater when she hit the ground.
âYou canât still beat me, Roseâ I laughed at her while she was standing up, she just gave me a âfuck offâ Â look and made her way back to her spot.
âEmmett, your turnâ Jasper called out and in a quick second I had Emmett in front of my with a shit eating grin that made me laugh.
âPlease donât you dare to hold back, big boyâ I purred to him tilting my head a little. He cracked his neck just to show off but his face changed almost immediately making me furrow my eyebrows together.
âWait a minuteâ he said raising a hand like stopping everything and stared into nothing as if he was thinking to himself âIâm your big brother (YN)â he suddenly stated and I couldnât be more confused.
âWell, yeahâŚâ I trailed off, not really sure where he was trying to say.
âIâm not supposed to encourage you into fighting, even less with the muttsâ he spat and looked at me with a serious face âGoddammit, Iâm your big brother!â he stated again but now shouting and I looked at the rest of the clan but they all had the same face, they were staring at Emmett with a confused grin like I was. âWe are done, missy, you are going homeâ
In less than a second, I was thrown into his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and he was walking away from everyone.
âWait, what the actual fuck, put me down!â I tried to wiggle out but even if I was stronger this position didnât help me at all, and all I could do was to give up and just look back where Carlisle was standing next to Jasper shouting to Emmett.
âEmmett, bring her back, we need her!â Carlisle shouted at us.
âSorry, I canât hear you!â and with that, he started running with me on his back.
âWe are going to be siblings, you said, it will be so fun, you saidâ I said but the only response that I had from him was a loud laugh; I sighed, I give up.
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SILLY TRADITIONS | J.H.
pairing: jasper hale x fem!reader
word count: 1k
warnings: reader is a vampire for thirsty boy's sanity
summary: surprising jasper with a cake you baked to celebrate his birthday
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âYouâre excited,â Jasper noted with a half-smirk, taking a habitual deep breath when he felt your fingers ghosting over his neck, cold hands covering his eyes as you giggled lightly. He didnât need to use his gift to know you were excited, even without it he would be able to see it ooze out of you, practically sweeping through the school hallway as you guided him towards your locker and he was ever willing to go wherever you wanted to take him, no questions asked.
Jasper was the perfect gentleman, that was to be expected from the moment you met him, heâd go out of his way to make every moment together special and memorable, and youâd considered yourself unfairly lucky to have found someone willing to go to the ends of the earth for merely a happy smile in return. He was, however, incredibly difficult to spoil in return, not only because his gift always left him ten feet ahead of you but because he needed very little from you to be spoiled, in fact, he considered your happiness a gift in itself, one heâd never get tired of receiving. But you were determined to surprise him, to give him something special, however simple, or silly the gesture may seem to the vampire, you wanted him to have a day where he could be sure of endless treats and special gestures.
âI am,â you agreed, smile deepening when he scoffed lightly at your behaviour, reaching a hand backwards to be able to touch you, settling for briefly brushing his fingers over your thigh before giving in to your delicate manhandling as you stopped in front of your locker. âKeep them closed,â you commanded, having to take your hands away to put in the combination, giving him a threatening glare despite his lack of sight.
âYes maâam,â he teased, and you simply had to steal that cocky little smirk from his lips with a quick peck, taking him by surprise but he didnât mind, hell heâd have to be insane to mind that, or so he told you whenever he got the chance.
âOkay, so,â you began and when the metal door creaked open, Jasper received a rather lovely whiff of the surprise you were so eager to show him and his curiosity only grew, knowing that it was a rather senseless gift to give vampire, even more senseless to be given by a vampire, but heâd happily humour you. âI was talking to Carlisle yesterday, just about this and that and he let a little something slip,â you explained and with careful movements you reached into the locker to pull out the little vanilla cake youâd spent all morning baking, smiling as the little cuts of fruit and strings of flowers laid so perfectly in the river of white buttercream. âHe said that it was your birthday today,â you breathed shyly, and it was that little breath that told him to open his eyes, golden orbs raking over the pastry in your hand as you tried not to let him feel your nerves.
âYou baked me a cake,â he noted in somewhat disbelieve, shifting his gaze between your hands and your face, not yet sure how to react, but knowing that this obviously meant more to you than it did to him and that alone was enough to make his decision clear.
âI know itâs stupid. I mean you probably havenât celebrated that in decades and what on earth are we going to do with a cake, we canât exactly eat it and- âyou stopped yourself, sensing a new rush of calmness flowing through your nerves, curtesy of your mate, no doubt, but you didnât say a thing, just smiled up at him. âItâs a silly tradition, but if I could get at least one day where I could make you feel as special and as loved as you make me feel every day, then Iâd take any excuse I can get.â
You werenât sure what you were expecting as a reply, knowing that Jasper wasnât a man all that fond of grand gestures on his behalf, but you were pleasantly surprised when he brushed a finger over the plate, plopping said finger covered with buttercream in his mouth and smiling crookedly.
âDelicious,â he breathed, and you giggled again, the exact sound heâd hoped for when he decided to risk a rather questionable reaction to eating human food, but it would be worth it, anything would be worth it for that brilliant sound. âAnd gorgeous, might I add, certainly has your touch to it,â he continued, and with an action so smooth and so quick he had the cake placed back in your locker and his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
âYou donât think itâs silly?â
âNot at all,â he insisted almost instantly, shamelessly dragging his eyes over your face, stilling on every little detail he deemed noteworthy before settling almost hesitantly on your own eyes. âI believe that itâs one of the best things Iâve ever received,â he admitted, and you could swear your dead heart skipped a beat, not at all as unlikely as it seemed with him holding you this close without a single care for who might see.
âHappy Birthday,â you whispered in faux secrecy, cupping his cheeks in your palms as you allowed him to push you gently against the lockers. âI love you more than any action could show you,â you informed him, stealing another brisk kiss, hoping it would prompt him to commit a robbery of his own.
âI know, darling,â he leaned in, not that there was much room to do so but he would always try, and youâd always be ecstatic when he did. âYou donât have to show me,â he explained and brushed his nose against yours. âYou donât even have to say it,â he breathed, and you were stuck at an impasse- wanting to beg him to hurry up and kiss you while also desperately wanting to hear what he had to say, knowing that it would put your entire notion to shame. âBecause I feel it,â he concluded and when his lips finally danced with yours you understood completely what he meant because every ragged breath and every addicting taste felt like little remnants of love melting into your lost soul.
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Love you more (Leah Clearwater X Reader)
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Wc: 1219
Warnings: a tiny bit of angst
A/n: This request from a hot minute ago but Iâm glad I finally finished it.Â
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Snow was finally starting to stick in Forks. The weather quickly changed from fall into a deep winter storm. Trees started turning a deep autumn orange and leaves fluttered to the ground as they did every year. Stores were now stocked with pumpkin spice scents and bulky winter coats. You adored this time of year because it meant spending more time with the pack and your best friend/ secret crush Leah.
You spent pretty much everyday with Leah, you met when you were little kids and youâve been inseparable ever since. You were there when she fell for Sam and you were there for the downfall of their relationship. You picked up the pieces of Leahsâ shattered heart and pieced her back together again. You held her when she cried and felt empty but eventually you started to fall for the broken girl. Sitting around waiting for her to realize that you were right there hurt deeply. Her tiny disappointed glances toward Sam and Emily always made your heart hurt but she was your best friend first and it was your job to be by her side even if it cost your sanity.
You sat in Emilysâ house on the couch watching the fireplace crackle and snap. You pressed your back deeply into the couch for more comfort and waited for the snow flurries to start again. Leah sat right next to you burning holes in both Emily and Samsâ headsâ. You rolled your eyes and shifted away from her. The pack sat in a comfortable silence and rested for the first time in months. Occasionally Sam would scowl at Leah and the others would look down at their feet not wanting to get into another one of Leah and Sams arguments. The tension in that room was thicker than cheesecake and you just wanted to escape. Finally someone spoke up.Â
âGuys cut it out, weâre just trying to have a nice evening,â Jacobs voice boomed and caught everyone's attention. You knew this was coming eventually but you didnât think Jacob would be the one to say anything usually he was so quiet, always lost in his own thoughts to be concerned with others.Â
âOh fuck off Jacob, itâs gross and no one wants to see them act like that.â Leah shot daggers at Sam and Emily with her eyes.Â
âLeah can you please stop, I understand but you donât have to treat them that way,â Jacob had a hint of sadness to his plea but he tried to disregard it. You wrapped your hands around your stomach and tried your best to disappear.Â
Emilysâ comfortable smile faded as Leah spoke and now was replaced with a look of pity. Emily didnât look at Leah but she looked right in your eyes and you could tell that she felt bad for you. Emily was usually kind and caring but youâd never been that close with her and that tiny gesture of kindness changed your outlook on her. Sam on the other hand had veins popping out of his head, his eyes narrowed on Leah but Emily grabbed his hand and pulled him away into the kitchen. Leah cursed more at Jacob and you were fed up.
You stood up and walked right out the door not even looking back to see if it was closed. You walked fast toward the beach and tried to ignore the voice behind you.
âY/n, Y/n wait please! Iâm sorry I didnât mean to get that upset they were just really bugging me tonight, Iâm sorry come back please.â Leah shouted from the front door but it was too late. Tears were streaming down your face and you couldnât turn back to face her.Â
Inside the house, the pack sat uncomfortably as Leah walked through the door.Â
âLeah, how could you let her walk away like that, donât you see the way she looks at you everyday. Do you not realize all the things sheâs done for you and sacrificed for you. She sits here everyday and listens to you bitch about Sam and Emily but you never even ask her if sheâs okay. Stop worrying about them and go find her before it's too late.â
Jacobs' words rattled inside Leahs head, she thought about all the times she cried to you about Sam and Emily and all the times you immediately dropped what you were doing just to go help her. Guilt washed over her body like a wave. A single tear danced down Leahsâ face and she raced out the door to find you.
You sat on the snow covered beach wishing you could be washed away. The wind chilled the tears that rested on your face and they soon became a memory. You wrapped your arms around your broken heart and thought about how things could be different if Leah just saw you.Â
Soon you heard hefty breaths heaving behind you. Slowly but surely catching up to you.
âHey Y/n, Uh can we please talk?â Leahsâ soft gaze wrapped around you. She sat down next to you and sighed. You both stared at the empty water. It was crisp and clean, almost giving off the impression that it was untouched by man.Â
âWhat is there to talk about Leah,â you struck her with a cold gaze hoping that sheâd understand that you werenât very pleased to see her at the moment. Instead of returning the favor Leah grabbed your hand and stared deeply into your soul.
âI know Iâm always wasting time thinking about Sam and being hostile toward them but lately thatâs the only thing I know how to do. Almost everything Iâve even known has been ripped away from me and I just donât know how to keep going. Iâm sorry for overlooking you and drowning you with my own issues but youâre all I have left. I think I spend time thinking about Sam and Emily so I donât have to face how I feel about you. I love you and Iâm scared that if I let you in youâll let me go because youâll see the monster that I truly am,â by now tears streaked down Leahsâ face. You looked in her eyes and saw all the pain sheâd been trying to hide away. The brave, fierce Leah that you usually saw was gone. This girl was crumbling to pieces right in front of you.Â
You didnât know what to do other than kiss her. You wanted to take all the pain that rested in her heart away. You wanted to wake up twisted in the sheets with her. You wanted to see her smile and laugh at your sarcastic jokes You wanted the good, bad, and ugly. You wanted her. Always.
When you kissed her your bodies lit up in flames. It felt like every worry you ever had faded away. The world stopped just for a second and let you both have that moment. Euphoria washed over your bodies and gravity ceased to exist.Â
When you opened your eyes all you could see was your forever. You loved that woman so damn much and you knew that you would spend the rest of your lives together, but your thoughts interrupted when Leah spoke softly.
âY/n I think I just imprinted on you.âÂ
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Marry You (Jasper Hale x Reader) one shot
Prompt: when you miss me, look up at the sky
Wc: 822
Pairing: Jasper Hale x ReaderÂ
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The sky fell from a bright blue to the darkest shade of midnight. Fairy lights shined from the tops of compact vintage shops. The streets smelled of freshly brewed coffee and damp dreary rain. Your feet clattered against the sidewalks that belonged to Port Angeles. You had spent the day exploring tiny thrift shops and hidden tea rooms trying to keep your head busy from thoughts of the Volturi and the fact that the people you loved were risking their lives. Bags dangled from your arms and weighed down your tired body. Your car wasnât too far but the journey was still treacherous. The soles of your feet screamed in agony. Your walking pace slowed inevitably.Â
When you finally reached your truck you rested your hand against the door for support. You were exhausted, not even a huge coffee could keep you up long enough. Sleepless nights tainted your days and marked your nights like a dark wine stain. No matter how long you laid in bed and crashed your eyes together you couldnât sleep. Your house didnât feel like home and ever since you moved to Forks you havenât had an ounce of peaceful sleep.Â
You climbed into your truck and slammed your door. Your body melted into your seat. You pressed your head against the chair and exhaled a weary breath. You reached for your keys in your bag and suddenly you felt a gust of wind flow through your car.Â
âYou know you should really lock your doors, it's not safe out here little lady,â A blonde haired body appeared in your passenger.
The body belonged to your boyfriend Jasper. A light smile danced across your face. You reached over and connected your lips with his. Cozy warmth flooded your veins, your heart beat fastened and blood heated your face with a powerful force. His lips melted into yours like a perfect puzzle.
You broke apart and stared into his golden eyes for eternity.
âI missed you so much babe, Iâm so glad youâre safe,â the confession slipped from your lips and a smile graced your face.Â
âI missed you too, Iâm so sorry I had to leave,â a look of disappointment and sadness marked Jaspersâ face. His eyes curled at the ends and mirrored his internal pain.
âHey donât even think of doing that thing where you blame yourself for doing whatâs right, I hate when you do that! You did what you had to do, I understand why you pushed me away. You were only trying to protect me, I missed you and I know you missed me but when you miss me, look at the stars,â your chest heaved with pain, though you understood the situation, your speech still burned your throat.
When Jasper pulled an Edward on you it ruined you. Part of you still didnât want to forgive him for leaving you behind, but he was alive and you were alive and maybe if he hadnât pushed you away it wouldnât be that way.Â
âI know that what I did was to protect you but still I shouldnât have up and left you like that, it wasnât right but I was scared, so fucking scared Y/n,â a soft sob left his body. Tears streamed down his face in zigzag formations and dripped down his chin. You both pressed your heads together and sat in silence.Â
By now the sky was black, stars shined so brightly against the milky darkness. Owls hooted and dove swiftly into dark monstrous trees.
âYouâre all I need, I love you so much Y/n I want you forever. Our time apart truly made me realize that I canât exist without you, I know that the tready is at stake if I turn you but youâre worth it, youâre worth it all. Iâd die for you and I know youâd do the same, I value every glance I take upon your skin and Iâd love to do that forever so please marry me.â
A tiny blue velvet box popped out into sight. Jasper carefully opened the box and inside rested a twinkling ring that frosted like a snowflake. The diamond sent sparkles around your car and nearly blinded you with the tiniest glance.Â
Tears washed your face and your eyes shot open with disbelief. Blood rushed your face and gave your skin a tingling sensation. Your head started to slightly pulsate and you became aware of almost everything around you. An eternity passed before you opened your mouth.
Jasper felt the powerhouse that was encapsulated inside your body and became shocked himself.Â
âIâd love to!â you clasped your hands around Jaspersâ icy face and gave him a long passionate kiss that represented all the love you had in your heart.Â
Jasper removed the ring from the box and placed it on your finger. That final act solidified your future together and all the greatness that would come from your new life.
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Do yâall want a Seth Clearwater headcanon, Iâm not sure what itâs gonna be about but Iâm starting to fall in love with headcanons and I want to write some <3
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Leave (Rosalie Hale x Fem!Reader)
Takes place during Breaking Dawn
A/n: I love this story so much! Let me know if you want a part 2! Alsooo Iâm going to be writing more wlw fan fiction so stick around for that!!!
Warnings: Language, Angst,Â
Based on:Â Habibi by Tamino
 Habibi: Habibi is an Arabic word that means âmy loveâ (sometimes also translated as âmy dear,â âmy darling,â or âbeloved.â)
Something hides in every night
Brings desire from the deep
And with it comes a burning light
To keep us from our sleep
Snow started sticking to the ground in Forks. The street light that rested at the end of your driveway flicked from deep orange to midnight black. The air was colder than your girlfriendsâ skin in winter. You sat in your windowsil looking at the snow slowly packing your front yard. With every inch your heart sank deeper and deeper knowing that the Volturi were coming and you had no way to help stop them.
Habibi, light is burning
As I am burning
Habibi, light is burning
As I am yearning
You met Rosalie Hale by accident one day when you hit her car in the Forks highschool parking lot. Neither of you paid very much attention to eachother till you met her fury the day you hit her car. She stared into your eyes as if they were going to be the last ones you would see. You apologized profusely and she just met you with a snarl. You felt guilty but also kinda pissed off because she stood there not saying anything. No doubt she was attractive but she was also cold.Â
Something died within a soul
Left the eyes to rust
And every time it is recalled
It covers all in dust
Your heart ached. Your head felt like it had been run over. Your stomach felt like a bottomless pit begging to be put out of its misery. It was 2:56am the sky was the deepest blue with few stars speckled in the moonlight. All you could do was sit and watch the snow fall all over itself. Your mind was cluttered with thoughts of her, her touch, her smile, and her eyes.
And meanwhile, a whole lot goes down
Somewhere in the darkness, us together for a while
You loved it then, so did I
A feeling deep inside you wants to love it all again
You were so scared to lose her. You couldnât imagine living another day without her. Tears seeped out of your eyes and fell desperately to your shirt. Breathing became a chore and your eyes grew heavier.
A gentle kiss was placed on your forehead and your eyes shot open. You stared at her with millions of emotions. Anger, hate, and panic sprang out of your chest and filled the room.
âSo that was my goodbye,â you spat hatefully at Rosalie.
âIâm sorry Y/n, Iâm so sorry,â she looked in your eyes with a regretful glance.Â
âYouâre not sorry, If you were sorry you wouldnât leave,â
âYou know thatâs not how it works Y/n, Iâm not doing this because I donât love you, I have to save my family,â she cried desperately.
âOh thats fucking rich, family huh. WHAT ABOUT ME? Iâm supposed to be your family,â tears parted down your cheeks again and your voice started to crack like ice.Â
âDonât do this Y/n, donât you dare!â rage sang a angry song in your girlfriendsâ eyes.
âHow can I not, four fucking years you called me your family, you called me the love of your life yet youâre leaving me,â
âY/n do you think I enjoy having to protect some super baby that wasnât supposed to be born, HELL NO! But I am. I have to theyâre my family too,âÂ
âWhat about Alice and Jasper theyâre family right but the up and left you like a bag of dirt, so much for family right,â
 âLook I get that they left but Iâm not about to abandon my family for you!â Her words cut so deep in your heart that you now had two of them. By now your face was flooded with tears. Sobs left your throat and stuck pains in your stomach. Your whole body felt numb like it couldnât move an inch but internally you were undergoing war.
âBaby, baby I- I didnt mean that, Oh my- Iâm so sorry I really didnât mean that. I was just angry, Iâm so sorry,â Rosalie reached forward trying to place her hand on your chin and you immediately stuck it away.
âGET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!âÂ
Seconds later you were sitting limp on your bedroom floor utterly alone.
Now donât leave it there, just give it a chance
If only Iâd forget you after one last dance
But youâre everywhere, yes you are
In every melody and in every little scar
Yes you are, you are, love
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The Siren
Requested by @lifm06: Jasper x Reader where the reader is a siren and Jasperâs supernatural mate, but she doesnât want to hurt Alice after seeing them kiss. So she runs away and a rogue vampire turns her and Jasper finds her collapsed on the floor during the process. After waking up, she gets hungry for real food and this confuses the Cullens and they find out she only half-transformed but still gets all the same cool powers and stuff.
A/n Hey there, thanks for the request! For the purposes of this story, I messed with canon. Alice and Jasper arenât married â heâs new to the Cullen family (like within a year or two) and is currently dating Alice, seeing if theyâre a good fit. Also, Iâve vaguely set this one at a university, hope thatâs alright!
Pairing: Jasper X Female Reader
Disclaimer: I am not making any money from this nor do I own anything recognizable
Word count: 2418
Warnings: Mild descriptions of violence
âAnd aside from your book selections, no homework over the weekend.â The professor grins conspiratorially at the rejuvenated atmosphere in the classroom. âYouâre welcome. Enjoy Homecoming.â
Gathering my items, I exit the classroom quickly, hoping to make it to my car before anyone can flag me down. Itâs been a long, stressful day, and I want nothing more than to go home and relax in a wonderfully hot bath.
âHey, Y/n!â A high-pitched voice chirps from below my ear and a cold, skinny arm wraps around my elbow.
âAlice,â I beam, unable to be annoyed at one of my favorite friends.
âYouâre coming tonight, right?â
I grimace, quickly searching for an excuse.
She squints, frustration etching lines into her usually-smooth face. As I decide on and then discard various reasons for my absence at the Homecoming party tonight, staticky visions fly through her mind, just hazy enough to prevent her from interpreting them.
She doesnât know I know sheâs struggling to see my future. She doesnât know I know she has visions, or that Edward canât read my mind, or that she and her family are vampires.
She doesnât know that Iâm not human.
My supernatural attributes are even more subtle than vampireâs. I look and act and feel and die just like a human, but something is off. Something is different. When I argue with someone, they agree with me. When I ask for a lower price, itâs given. When I sing, people have no choice but to follow, even if I were leading them to their death.
My voice holds all my power.
Although Alice and I are both not human, I havenât convinced myself to tell her that Iâm a siren and that I know sheâs a vampire. I would, really, if not for one terrible, awful, life-ruining fact.
Iâm in love with her boyfriend.
From the minute Jasper walked into the lecture hall, I knew he was it. I felt the call of the heart, the soul, the sea, whatever, because I felt it all. I felt it so strongly, I thought I might collapse under the force of it.
And he walked past my seat like I was nothing to him.
Crushing as that was, after some research, I began to understand it better. I come from a long line of sirens, so I have the benefit of being aware of other supernatural beings. To the Cullens though, I must appear to be nothing more than a Shield -- capable of blocking their powers, but a human still. Thereâs no way for Jasper to know my feelings, because we operate on different wavelengths. And because vampires live forever, they can take their time forming connections â itâs not immediate like it is for sirens.
So I resolved to be patient. Over the course of months, Jasper and I developed a close friendship, teetering on the edge of something more. It was thrilling, wonderful, and painful all at once.
And then, four months ago, my best friend Alice confided in me that she and Jasper had gotten together.
It had nearly broken me. And while I love Alice like a sister and would never interfere with her happiness, I also donât want to put myself in a position where I might see her and Jasper together.
Hence my hesitance to attend the party tonight.
âI really do have a lot of homeworkââ
âY/n please, half the school will be there,â she whines, tugging on my arm impatiently.
Thatâs trueâŚhalf the school will be thereâŚI can have a fun night and never have to see her and Jasper together. So without much more of a fight, I agree.
{***}
The party is loud and wild and messy and fun. I dance with friends and strangers alike, celebrating the success of our football team and the new school year. The gathering is much too big to be held indoors, so we dance in the moonlight, in a large clearing not too far into the forest. Iâm never alone â someone always seeks me out. Itâs an unintended side-effect of being a siren, one that, even after many years, I still donât feel accustomed to.
One of my acquaintances, Cleo, pulls me to the side for another drink, and towards the entrance of the clearing, I see them.
Jasper, the one I am meant to be with, holds my best friend Alice tightly against him, kissing her fiercely.
Pain pierces deep in my stomach and I drop my cup, fighting back tears.
âIâI have to go.â
Cleo calls after me, but Iâm already gone, running through the sea of people in the opposite direction, into the woods.
{***}
The moon is much higher in the sky when I finally stop running. Panting, I sink to the ground, not sure if Iâm gasping from exertion or my sobs. When I go to wipe my eyes, I notice the blood on my arms. I mustâve run through brambles or thorn bushes, but I have no real memory of it.
The only thing I can remember is seeing my love with someone else.
âWhy are you crying?â
I whip my head up, expecting to have been alone.
A few yards in front of me stands a man possessing the type of beauty only afforded to the supernatural.
And his eyes shine bright red.
Oh no.
âN-nothing,â I stutter, fear momentarily pushing the emotional pain to the side. âI was just taking a break from a party, but I should be getting back now.â
âYes,â he murmurs, taking slow steps forward. âThe revelry can be heard for miles â I will admit that I have been waiting for one to isolate themselves. The woods are dark and dangerous and when you mix in alcohol wellâŚdisappearances can be better-explained.â
I swallow at his menacing words, pushing myself up to my feet.
Before I can make any further movement, the man comes behind me, holding me in a vice-like grip. âFear not, young one,â he purrs, stroking his nose along my neck. âI shall be quick.â
Resolve settles within me, and I remember who I am. I am a siren, and my voice is my power!
âYou will not kill me,â I declare in the sweetest, most enchanting voice possible.
I feel him physically weaken at my words, but I waited too long to speak.
His teeth are already sinking into my skin.
White-hot pain, more horrible than anything Iâve ever experienced, rips through my body and, with a shriek of agony, I fall to the ground.
The vampire looks upon me with a mixture of regret and pity. âI will not kill you,â he murmurs, still caught under the force of my words.
And with that, he flees, disappearing into the night.
I donât know how long I writhe on the ground, begging, screaming for someone to help me, to make the pain stop.
But it only spreads.
After what seems like an eternity, the pain covers my entire body, and my vision goes black.
{***}
âY/n?â
Though the pain, an angelic voice floats to my ears.
I try to respond, to reach towards it, but all I can manage is a scream.
âOh my God,â the angel breathes, horror apparent in his voice.
Is he in pain too?! Has the fire reached my beloved?!
I begin to panic, trying to claw through the pain to get to him.
âShh, shh, itâs alright,â the voice soothes, pulling me into an embrace that feels like home.
Heâs silent for a moment, cradling my head in his hand, and then he speaks again.
âThis is the first time Iâve been able to feel what you feelâŚâ His voice sounds breathy, dazed, and I try to open my eyes, without success.
As much as I want to stay here with him, to be cognizant of his touch, his voice, the pain is too strong, and I sink into its clutches once more.
{***}
When the pain finally recedes from my body, I open new eyes.
The world around me has changed too, it seems. Everything is sharper, clearer, louder, more intense.
And when I look down and see Jasper holding my hand, I realize that my feelings for him have intensified, too. Somehow, I love him even more than I previously thought possible.
He nods, gripping my hand tighter. âI feel it too.â
âY/n.â A soft voice to my right requests my attention, and I reluctantly turn my gaze from my belovedâs topaz eyes to greet those of Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He offers me a hesitant smile, clearly trying to make himself seem non-threatening. âIâm glad to see you awake and out of pain. How are you feeling?â
I shrug, at a loss for how to describe it all. I still feel like me, yes, but I feelâŚ.more. I feel the input of heightened senses and the resilient nature of my new body. âDifferent,â I decide, knowing that word will have to do it for now. âWhere am I?â
âAt our home,â a voice answers from behind me, and I jump off the bed, having previously been unaware of this third guest.
Edward Cullen stands there, hands raised in the universal show of surrender. âIâm sorry, I shouldâve made my presence known. You can relax now, no harm will come to you here.â
Itâs then that I notice that, in the mere span of half a second, I have thrown myself from the bed and into a defensive position, baring my teeth.
Itâs Edward, I remind myself. You know him, heâs nice. Calm down.
I force myself to relax.Â
An intrigued look crosses his face. âIâd never been able to read your mind before today. I guess thatâs an effect of the transformation.â
TransformationâŚmeaningâŚ
âIâm a vampire,â I realize, hands flying to my too-smooth skin.
âYes,â Jasper breathes, placing a light hand on my arm. âI found you in the woods a few days ago, Iâm sorryâŚI couldnât stop it.â
He turns to face me then, regret plain in his features. I shake my head, wanting badly to stop his sadness. âNo, itâs okay, IâŚwell the pain wasnât ideal, but thatâs done now. I do wonder how this will fit with my other abilities, thoughâŚâ
Carlisle furrows a curious eyebrow. âYour other abilities?â
âYouâre a siren,â Edward gasps, pulling the thought from my head. âOr at least, you wereâŚweâll have to get Alice, see if she can see anything of your future. That might help us figure some things out.â
Alice. I glance to Jasper at my side, then quickly look away. I shouldnât be this close to him. âWhere is Alice?â Surely she would want to be here, as my best friend?
Edward shakes his head slowly, looking conflicted. âShe wanted to be here, but she needed some time to herself. Sheââ he clears his throat, looking to Jasper for help.
Jasper squeezes my hand in his, prompting me to look at him. âWhen you changed, so did my future. It shifted and, well, didnât include her in the way it mightâve before.â
Oh.
Oh!
Oh wow, I feel awful.
âDonât,â Edward and Jasper protest at the same time.
âSheâll be alright,â Carlisle confirms, offering me an encouraging smile. âShe has a world of other possibilities open to her, and she knows it. Sheâll be back in a few weeks at most. And until then, we need to teach you how to be a vampire.â
I smile weakly, a twinge of discomfort in my stomach making itself known. âCan it wait until after dinner? I feel like I havenât eaten in days.â
âOf course,â Carlisle nods, indicating to the nearby window. âIf you follow us to the forest, we will teach you how to hunt.â
âUmââ I hesitate. âWonât that take a while? I can smell the meat in the fridge now, could we just make that and go hunting tomorrow?â
Iâm met with three sets of hopelessly confused eyes.
âYouâŚwant human food?â Jasper tilts his head, uncomprehending.
I stare at him, equally questioning. âYes? Ohââ Realization hits me. âI should want blood, shouldnât I?â
âYes,â Carlisle nods, studying me closely. âYou say you are a siren? Perhaps that stopped the full transformation from taking effect somehow.â
Worry pools within me. Am I not a proper vampire?
Edward shakes his head, knowing my thoughts. âNo, you seem to be like us on the surface â you just donât have the desire for blood. We should explore more in-depth though. For example, what of your lifespan? Will it be indefinite, or limited to the constraints of a human or a siren? Are you as strong as us, or are you holding on to human traits that make you weaker?â
Jasper senses my rising anxiety and places a hand on my shoulder. âThere is certainly a lot to discuss, but we should do it after you eat.â
We go downstairs and Esme, one of the kindest people Iâve ever met, welcomes me with open arms and does her best to prepare the food she has on hand. I help a little, having been mortal the most recently.
After dinner, I meet the rest of the family, and they all join us outside for tests of my new abilities.
{***}
Nearly two days later, weâve determined that I am a vampire.
Just not all the way.
It seems the siren in me stopped the full transformation from taking place, and I occupy a sort of half-state.
I am fast and strong, though not as much as my full-vampire counterparts. My senses are better than a humanâs and almost as good as a vampireâs. My skin is just as hard and cold as a vampireâs. My eyes are currently red, though Carlisle thinks they will turn back to my usual color once my human blood fades from my system, providing I abstain from blood of any sort.
Perhaps the most interesting, is that my voice, already strong before my transformation, has only grown in power. I can bring Emmettâone of the strongest vampires we know ofâto the ground with just a few words. Itâs all very interesting.
The only matter we have yet to resolve is my life-span.
None of us know how long I will live.
My emotions tell Jasper where my thoughts lie. âWeâll figure it out,â he mutters, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.
I sigh, leaning back against his chest and enjoying his embrace. Because whatever time I have with him, I intend to soak it up for all itâs worth.
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The Long Way Around ~ Chapter 1
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Pairing: Jasper/Reader
Word count: 1092
Warnings: None
Jasperâs POV
Esme smiles, contentedly knocking over one of my pawns. I furrow my eyebrows, pretending to think. I donât want to obliterate my adopted mother, but itâs no secret that Iâm better than her at chess. Iâd had longer to practice, for one thing, and two, strategy is kind of my thing. If Edward and Alice didnât have their abilities, then I have no doubt I would be the best in the house.Â
But I donât want to deter Esme from future games with me nor hurt her feelings, so I make a move that, in about five moves, could expose my queen.
From her, I feel initial excitement. Then, two moves later when I still havenât adequately protected the all-important piece, I feel her suspicion. She eyes me, and I pretend to stare at the board and contemplate my next move.Â
âJasper,â she says, her admonishing voice lined with amusement. âI donât play with you to win, I play with you because I enjoy the quality time.âÂ
From further in the living room, Emmett snorts. âYeah, but if he played like he could, that quality time would be over in about two minutes.âÂ
Reading a book at his side, Alice smacks him lightly over his head. I feel nothing but teasing between the two, no actual animosity. âOh hush.âÂ
But Esme chuckles, knowing it to be true. I close my eyes, enjoying the maternal love radiating from her.Â
Iâm about to invite Alice to a game and try my luck against a psychic, but before I can, she gasps, her eyes staring at something far away. The three of us wait for her to exit the vision. Her eyes move slightly, taking it all in. Getting frustrated with not knowing, I pay closer attention to her emotions.Â
Shock, confusion, pity, temptation, and, finally, vivid excitement.Â
The vision releases her, and she refocuses. I raise an eyebrow at her questioningly. In the next second, Edward is standing at the bottom of the stairs, having a silent conversation of questioning looks and slight nods with Alice.Â
âUh, care to clue us in?â Emmett voices what we all wish to say.Â
Alice stands, moving quickly. âCarlisle, come here please.â She doesnât have to raise her voice much. Even all the way in the back of the house, he hears her voice clearly and is quick to obey.Â
âYes?â
âThree humans will be here soon, one bleeding severely.â Alice doesnât pause long enough to let us react verbally, but I feel the raw responses ripple through the room. Iâm uneasy, knowing my personal limits with human blood. âBleeding severelyâ in such close proximity to me sounds like a bad situation, so I make the decision to leave. Both Edward and Alice nod in my direction, agreeing. I try to brush off the tiny pang of hurt that causes. Itâs understandable, really, the lack of trust, but it still makes me feel bad.Â
âI donât know what happened to her,â Alice admits, a note of frustration in her voice. Alice doesnât like not knowing. âButâŚâ She hesitates. I feel her trepidation and anxiously await her next words. âWeâre not going to be able to save her. By the time she arrives, sheâs lost too much blood and is too far gone.â Sadness, from Esme and Carlisle especially, envelopes me. I look at the floor. âSo youâll have to change her.âÂ
Five heads snap to attention.Â
Carlisle sighs, feeling reluctant. âAlice, itâs not like it was when I changed Edward, or Esme, or Rosalie, or Emmett. Our coven is becoming increasingly large, and I worry of the attention that will attract from the Volturi. Thereâs no reason to take away a human life like this. I will do what I can to help her pass peacefully.â
Alice sighs, imploring him. âCarlisle, trust me on this. Weâre going to need her.âÂ
The slight burst of pride from my tiny sister surprises me. It doesnât fit in with the nature of this conversation.Â
âSheâs special,â Alice insists.
âCan you tell us why,â Carlisle implores. Like us, he wants more information.Â
But Alice is firm when she shakes her head. âTelling you would mess with the future, I think. Itâs best if I leave it at this.âÂ
Now itâs Carlisleâs turn to sigh, and I feel him mull it over, obviously against it.Â
But Alice has asked, and we all trust Alice with our lives and our future. So itâs no surprise to anyone when Carlisle agrees, albeit reluctantly.Â
âEdward, prepare some morphine lines. Weâll try the same tricks we did with Bella. Anyone who will be tempted by the blood, please leave. Donât torture yourselves.âÂ
Edward flits off to his task, while the rest of us consider. I squirm under the shame I feel from my fellow family members, as well as myself. In the end, only Carlisle and Edward decide to stay. Emmett calls Rosalie, Bella, and Arthur, who are away for the weekend hunting, and advises them to extend their trip by about three days. He gets an earful from Rosalie, who is of course completely against Carlisle changing the girl possibly against her will. On her behalf, Emmett implores Carlisle to wait to change her until Rose can get here to plead the girlâs case. But Alice insists that there isnât enough time to wait and that hesitation would mean the girlâs death. I grimace, already dreading the tension that will engulf the house for the next few months. Â
On the way out, I see Carlisle rolling a cot into his study. I wince, knowing the horrific pain the poor girl has ahead of her. And to make matters worse, thereâs no reason I can give to justify it. The fact that sheâs dying doesnât matter; humans die every day. But the pain weâre about to put her through...the heartbreak that lies ahead of her...in a way, it just seems cruel. But Alice usually knows best, so we will trust her on this and do what we can to help.Â
And in my case, thatâs staying as far away from her as possible, at least while sheâs still bleeding. I mull over the idea of coming back about halfway through to help prepare for the ravenous newborn weâre about to have on our hands.Â
Edward appears by my side, nodding. âThatâs a good idea. Iâll call you when the blood is gone.âÂ
I nod, grateful to be able to put my shameful past to good use, and quickly follow most of my family out of the house.
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The Long Way Around ~ Chapter 15
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Pairing: Jasper x Reader
Word count: 3041
Warnings: None
Jasperâs POV
âAnd youâre being safe?â Y/nâs voice, sounding small over the phone, floats from the speaker to my ear.
âI promise, Darlin, weâre taking every precaution possible. We wonât even meet officially with Aro and the others until later; Carlisle wanted to wait for a formal invitation to approach.â The reassurance, as well as the pet name, rolls off my tongue easily. I had used it the other day and felt her immediate affinity for it, and vowed to use it more often.
âDoes he know what heâs going to say?â
I shake my head and lean back against the door. âHeâs working on that right now with Esme. But Carlisleâs a natural diplomat, I have no doubts the right words will come to his mind.â
âThatâs goodâŚWhatâs the hotel like? I havenât been to one in forever.â Then, she chuckles lowly. âI havenât been anywhere outside this house and these woods in forever.â
I smile, feeling empathy for her struggle. âGive you just a few more months and I think we might be able to take a trip somewhere. Not somewhere too populated, but maybe camping?â
Her voice takes on a dreamy quality when she responds, and I can hear the smile in her words. âWe could go to the mountains. Watch the sky, go swimming, eat bears.â
I chuckle at her addition. âAlright, itâs a date.â She hums in agreement and I take a minute to enjoy the melodic sound of her voice. I canât wait to hear her in person again. I shake myself out of my thoughts before I can get too stuck on missing her. âBut to answer your question, the hotel is really nice. Gold ceilings, open balconies, huge bathtubsâŚyou would like it.â Ugh, I wish she was here with me. Again, I have to stop my thoughts. I have a job to do, and I need to be focused if Iâm going to fulfill my promise of getting back to Y/n. I have respect for the Volturi, to a degree, but part of that respect involves acknowledging their capabilities. And, if they wanted to, they could destroy Carlisle, Esme, and me in a blink of an eye. Sure, I would put up a good fight, and, based on my experience, I would have a good chance of making it out alive. I could possibly even take Carlisle or Esme with me, thought I had no desire to ever make that choice. So, I must make every effort to avoid a fight. And that means helping Carlisle prepare for his discussion with Aro and, once weâre in the room, not letting my focus slip, even for a second. Iâll have to keep a close monitor of everyoneâs moods, and adjust them in a way that will influence a favorable outcome.
âIâm sure I would.â Y/nâs voice pulls me from my assessment. Then, from her side of the phone, I hear Rosalie calling her name. Thereâs regret in Y/nâs voice when she speaks. âThatâs Rose, Iâve gotta go. She and Emmett took the day off from classes and are helping me with the blood desensitization. I promised her weâd go outside at eight.â A quick check to my watch confirms the time, in her zone at least. Here in Italy itâs well into the afternoon.
âGood,â I say, wanting to focus on the positive. âThe more you do it, the easier the burning and temptation will be to bear.â I would know. âIâll be with Carlisle and Esme here in the hotel, at least until dark. Itâs so sunny here.â
She can hear the distaste in my voice, and laughs. âPoor Jasper, he has to stay inside. That must suck.â
I laugh with her, and hear Rosalie calling her again. This time, impatience colors Rosalieâs voice. I sigh. âWell, I better let you go. Good luck with desensitization, and call me if you need anything.â
Her voice is soft, sad, when she responds. âYou too. Gosh, Jasper, please be safe.â
I desperately hope my voice doesnât betray my own sadness when I respond. âI will, I promise.â
Sheâs quiet for a moment, the only sounds coming from her shaky breathing, and I want nothing more than to get on the first flight home, or swim if I have to, and scoop her into my arms. But her voice is steady when she speaks, and that calms me slightly. âBye babe.â
âBye.â
She hangs up the phone.
I love you.
The words, on the edge of my lips already, beg to be said. But itâs not the right time. Those words need to be said in person, when she can hear, see, and feel how much I mean them. So Iâve got to focus on making sure I get home so I can prove to her how much I mean them.
I take a deep breath, then open the door, entering the hallway. Weâd decided to get two rooms in the hotel. Mainly, it helps avoid suspicion. An obvious husband and wife plus some random, only slightly younger guy makes no sense, especially when we donât want to attract unnecessary attention. But the second, unspoken reason, is so Carlisle and Esme can have a space to themselves. Again, I feel a pang, wishing Y/n was here with me. One day, I remind myself, and continue down the hall to Carlisle and Esmeâs room. I make my footsteps extra loud, even by human standards, so theyâll be warned of my approach. But they welcome me in, having only been working on Carlisleâs talking points.
Esme scoots over so I can sit next to her at the foot of the bed, opening her arms for a hug. âHowâs Y/n doing?â
I smile, enjoying Esmeâs affection. âSheâs good, just worried about us. Rose and Emmett called her away to work on desensitization.â
Carlisle nods. âGood, consistency with that is important.â
âIt must be strange for her,â Esme muses, âwithout us there. Especially you, Jasper. Whatâs the longest you two have been away from each other?â
âSix hours.â The answer comes easily, because Iâd already done the math. Right now, itâs been fourteen hours, and Iâm antsy. It just makes me feel anxious being away from her, especially with all that could go wrong. A human could surprise them and she could lose control, another vampire could attack and she could be hurt or killed. And, of course I know no one in our family would ever hurt her intentionally, but say she wrestles with Emmett and he overestimates her strength? What if she loses a finger or gets another bite?
Carlisleâs hand on my shoulder breaks me from my thoughts. âItâll get easier with time, son.â
I rub the back of my neck, sheepish. âAm I that obvious?â
âYes,â Esme says with a soft smile. Her happiness surrounds me, and I uncharacteristically lay my head on her shoulder. Her joy increases, as does Carlisleâs fondness.
âOkay, you two,â I chuckle, ready for the focus to be off of me. âLetâs get to planning.â
âRight.â Carlisle straightens and walks back to the front of the room, all business.
{***}
In the middle of the night, when most humans are sound asleep, I feel a new presence, one harboring suspicion.
âCarlisle,â I caution, darting to the hotel door. He and Esme freeze, and we wait quietly.
We hear the footsteps, four sets of them, hitting the carpet, two heavy, two light. They walk slightly faster than the average human, supporting my theory that itâs vampires who come to meet us. Their scent hits me a second later, and I fight the urge to go on the defensive. Still, I position myself in front of the door, blocking the path to Carlisle and Esme.
The footsteps come to a stop, and a heavy knock hits the door. At Carlisleâs nod, I open it, and am met with four familiar vampires wearing robes in varying shades of Volturi black.
The smallest, the most terrifying, of the four speaks, a smile on her face that does not reach her bright red eyes. âAro will see you now. You may come with us.â
{***}
The way into the castle is dark and smells old. At least one vampire with glowing red eyes guards every exit, and the message is clear: You donât leave unless we allow you to. From my spot at the rear of our group, I keep a watchful eye. Carlisle goes first, keeping an arm around Esmeâs waist. The only one whoâs spoken to us so far, Jane, turns to us, and thankfully, she only means to speak again.
âWait here.â
I feel Esme and Carlisleâs apprehension, and do what I can to calm them and give them courage. I also feel suspicion from Felix and Dmitri, who I see in the corner of my eye, and I ease that as well. Not taking any chances. From the corridor above, I hear a clumsier set of footsteps, and the scent hits me in the face. Human. I turn to Carlisle, having not expected to smell that sweet temptation here in this fortress of vampires.
âThe Volturi keep a handful of humans in their employ,â Carlisle explains, seeing my questioning gaze. âEventually, it is likely that they will become vampires.â
âOr a meal,â Alec, who stands to my right, smirks.
Ah.
The mahogany door creaks open, and Jane peeks her head out. âCome in.â
The air inside the room feels cold, even to a vampire. Iâm guessing itâs due to the high, lofty ceilings and complete lack of natural light, as well as the ten vampires now occupying the space.
âCarlisle, my dear friend,â a pleasant, high pitched voice coos. I immediately recognize him from Carlisleâs paintings: itâs Aro. In chairs to his right and left sit Marcus and Caius. âIt is truly a pleasure to see your smiling face once again.â
Aro stands, sweeping forward to stand in front of Carlisle. Iâm tempted to tense, but Carlisle seems unaffected.
âI have missed you too, my friend. It has been too long.â
âIndeed.â Aroâs voice carries a measured amount of regret, but I feel none from him, only curiosity and suspicion.
âIâm sure you remember my wife, Esme, and this is my son, Jasper.â
âAh, the lovely Esme! So wonderful to see you again. And Jasper, I am so pleased to make your acquaintance.â Heâs not lying. I can feel his joy as well as his envy. âI must admit that I am intrigued by your gift. May I? I so wish to understand how it works.â
Knowing refusal would only get us into trouble, I take a few steps forward so Iâm on Esmeâs other side and hold out my hand. Swiftly, Aro grasps it in his, his hand papery. His eyes flicker as he takes in my thoughts. I concentrate, feeling his emotions as he invades my mind. Fear, suspicion, anger, annoyance, curiosity, and desire. As quickly as he took it, he releases my hand, taking a step back.
âI was aware of your involvement in the Southern wars for territory but I admit I did not understand the extent. It is miraculous that you survived.â Aro feels shocked, as well as calculating. No doubt heâs considering how to use my past to his advantage.
âYes, I am very lucky. I donât believe I would have lived had I not gotten out when I did.â
Carlisle comes to my aid. âThe Southern wars were truly horrific. We are very glad Jasper left that behind and joined our family.â
Aroâs interest piques. âYes, and it seems you have collected a new member of your coven! Tell me, how is she adjusting?â
I fight the urge to grit my teeth as we get closer and closer to a topic I had very much hoped to stay away from: Y/n.
âWell, thank you,â Carlisleâs voice is calm, but his words are careful. âWe have taught her our laws and are educating her in our lifestyle. She is learning quickly.â
âYes, I can see that.â Aro licks his lips, his eyes flickering to me. âJasper, allow me to offer my congratulations. I wish you and Y/n both a long and happy life together.â
I barely register Carlisle and Esmeâs bursts of happiness as I zero in on Aro, not liking where his mood, or this conversation, is going. âThank you, I appreciate that.â
âAnd perhaps, when she is better controlled, I will get a chance to meet her. I must admit, her powers intrigue me.â
No!
Now I do grit my teeth as I fight to keep my precarious calm. Esme slips her hand into mine, and I use that as my anchor. Do not provoke anything. That will only make Aro more curious and bring further trouble for your family, for Y/n.
Aro diverts his attention momentarily to explain Y/nâs abilities to the room. I feel their interest and curiosity, and it makes my skin crawl. Carlisle smiles, trying to lighten the tension Iâm causing. I force myself to reign it in and send waves of calm throughout the room. Focus.
âYes, perhaps,â Carlisle allows, taking a noncommittal stance. âBut my friend, there is a matter I had hoped to discuss with you.â
âWhy yes, of course Carlisle, what is it?â He already knows, having seen the thoughts in my head, but still, I breathe a sigh of relief. For now, the attention is turned away from my love. As much as I miss her, I am so glad sheâs not here. Thereâs no doubt in my mind that conversation would have turned out differently had she been standing at my side.
Carlisle continues. âMy family and I were attacked a few days ago.â
Aro feigns shock. âMy, my, Carlisle, tell me everything.â
Carlisle launches into an explanation of the past few months, starting with Esmeâs encounter and ending with a telling of the battle. All throughout, Aro maintains a mask of perfect reactions: shock, outrage, sympathy, determination. But thatâs exactly what it is: a mask. The whole time, I feel only his annoyance. Heâs upset at having been found out. But of course, we canât present our suspicions and he canât acknowledge his involvement. Each party must tread carefully in order to keep the peace. I do what I can to push us in that direction.
âCarlisle, I regret the turmoil your family has been through. Tell me, how can I help you heal from this?â I nearly quirk a smile. To anyone who wasnât me or Edward, Aro would be incredibly convincing.
âMany covens visit the Volturi. I came to request that, if you or a member of your coven becomes aware of an impending attack, you do your best to discourage such actions. Many people respect you, friend. Your words will carry weight.â
Such a diplomat my father figure is, I think fondly. Iâm grateful heâs here.
Aroâs annoyance deepens, but his face shows nothing unpleasant. âOf course, I will do what I can.â
Carlisle offers a smile, and I can feel his satisfaction. âThank you. I knew I could count on you.â
Aro claps his hands, his anticipation rising. âNow that we are done with business, perhaps we could move along to pleasure? We were just about to start dinner. Wouldnât you join us?â
The request, innocent enough to human ears, has a terribly sinister connotation in the vampire world. The burn increases in my throat, and I swallow, trying to ignore the pain. Esmeâs hand tightens in mine, and I wonder if sheâs suffering as I am?
Carlisleâs sadness doesnât seep into his voice, but it is still evident. âThank you for the invitation, but my family and I are content with our diet.â
Aroâs eyes, glistening red with the pigment only gained from true, human blood, dart to me. âYes, Iâm sure you are.â
The chatter of a group of humans, as well as their scent, reaches me, and I force myself to stop breathing. Do not slip up.
âIâm afraid we must be going. It will be light soon, and I do believe it would be wise to avoid attracting attention.â
Aro chuckles, enjoying Carlisleâs banter. âYes, I agree. Safe travels, my friend.â
As we turn to leave, Marcus catches our attention. âWhen your newborn is more adept at controlling herself, please extend our invitation. We would be interested in meeting her.â
Burning with thirst and fear at their mention of Y/n, I clench my free hand into a fist. Carlisle sends me a cautioning glance.
âI will pass on your offer.â
âYes, do that,â a new voice, Caiusâ, joins the conversation. âIt will be interesting to see how her powers compare to our Janeâs.â
Absolutely not. I whip around, taking a step in Caiusâ direction. Immediately, Carlisle is on my other side and he and Esme have a firm grip on my shoulders.
Aro giggles, evidently enjoying my reaction. âNow, Caius, you know it is not wise to speak against someoneâs mate, especially when it is so new. Jasper, I assure you, your young love will find no danger here. Go in peace.â
I donât believe him, not for a second. If Aro decides Y/n is a threat or an asset, sheâs in danger.
But Carlisle and Esmeâs hands are tight on my shoulders and the scent of the humans is getting stronger. Itâs time to go.
On our way out, we pass the group of humans, most of them college-aged, chattering excitedly. It seems to be a late-night ghost tour. Little do they know, their demise is imminent. Iâm thrown into flashbacks of my own experience killing humans, and the remnants of fear I feel from them nearly chokes me. Weâre almost out the door when the first few realize something is amiss, and then seconds later that breaks into panic. Iâm torn between the desires to run back to the room and save them and to run back and massacre them. I cling tightly to my hard-earned self control and follow Carlisle and Esme as we are escorted from the castle.
One thought keeps me from breaking: Soon, I will be home.
A/n There we go! Sorry for the wait! Iâm deciding between ending this story soon or dragging it out longer. Iâll make a decision soon but Iâd love to hear your thoughts! Let me know if you would like to be added to the tag list. Donât forget to donate to the Quileute tribeâs Move to Higher Ground Project! A quick Google will bring up the link. Remember, their tribe was appropriated, incorrectly portrayed, and commodified and they did not receive a cent. Letâs do what we can to lend a hand.Â
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Bjr
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