#the Romanian coven

[twilightt-fantasy]

in sickness and in health [vladimir]

description: Can you do prompt 37 for vladimir please?

prompts: "try to eat something."

requested by: anon

warnings: none

i love picturing vladimir as being totally helpless to his human mate in completely ordinary situations,, thanks for requesting!! <3

"vlad, i am fine." you laughed at him through your stuffy nose as he approached with yet another cup of chicken broth. you had been laid up in bed for the past 2 days and vladimir had waited on you hand and foot in your consciousness.

to be fair, you had a horrible cold - if you could even call it that. the day before, you were almost tied with vladimir's worry for yourself and wondered if you should take his advice and go to the hospital.

you couldn't keep food down, you were sweating horribly, your heart was racing, your head was pounding, and you could barely stay awake for more than 10 minutes at a time. somehow, you had managed to talk your mate down from rushing you to dr. cullen, but promised that if you weren't better in a few days, you'd go see a doctor.

in a welcomed boost of energy, vladimir was tied to your side and doing his best to nurse you back to health. he had called carlisle anyway, begging and pleading for any information he could get on how to tend to you.

"try to eat something, please, my love." he passed the warm cup to you, sitting beside you on the bed and assisting it to your lips. "you haven't eaten in two days."

you wrinkled your nose at the cup, your stomach twisting just at the smell. still, the helpless look in vladimir's eyes had you opening your lips only slightly to allow some of the broth into your mouth. vlad's lips quirked up the slightest bit, happy that you were trying.

your efforts were pointless though, for in the next moment you were reaching for the trashcan and throwing up once more. tears stung your eyes as you emptied your stomach and you sighed, tiredly when you finally finished. "i'm sorry."

vladimir's cold lips felt nice against your warm head. "don't apologize, my love."

"i promise you can take me to carlisle tomorrow." you reached towards his hand, squeezing it once before placing it against your forehead.

"or i could change you now and you will never deal with this again." his voice was soft, but you knew how serious he was. you closed your eyes.

"we'll see how tomorrow goes."

vladimir sighed, knowing he would have to wait a little while longer before he could turn you too. he swung his legs up onto the bed, cuddling in closer to you and pulled you to his chest. his lips pressed to your forehead again as you began to drift back into sleep. "i'll call first thing in the morning."

[volturiprincess]

Welcome to my Delusional World!

Below you will find who I write for and rules💙

The Volturi

Caius 

Felix 

Alec

Jane 

Demetri 

The Cullens:

Carlisle 

Jasper 

Alice   

Rosalie

The Romanians:

Vladimir 

Stefan

Rules

When it comes to writing these, I will add warnings (angst, violence, smut, etc.)

With smut, I have not written it as much, so those will take a while to write

If you have request, don't hesitate to ask, I will try to get to them quickly but I do have school

I will also be posting mood boards of different characters (you are also welcome to requests those)

But I will definitely be posting random though's that come to my mind on different fandoms

[timetravellingshinigami]

Hyperfixating on these dudes is frustration 'cause no one cares about them

[like-rain-or-confetti]

When Our Castle’s Fell (Vladimir x Reader)

It was routine. Every century people fought for their ranks. Fail to make a ranking and you're out. When you're out...well it was the end of the line. This far into the war against the Volturi and the Egyptian coven being a little too close for comfort, well no one wants to be in that situation. 

Vladimir was alone in his Chambers, concentration buried in theories, an attempt to anticipate the Volturi's next move. Suddenly, he was aware of a presence. "We'll win." You said softly. "You should announce yourself. That's bad manners." Vladimir replied, continuing to focus on the parchments in front of him. "Apologies." You said quickly, leaning off of the archway of the door and entering the room, moving to his side. "I thought it rather redundant since you'd know I was here anyway." You explained. "Regardless, manners will take you far." He responded. "Pardon me for prying but, is that battle plans?" You asked. "Indeed it is." Vladimir nodded. "The Volturi rebels are gaining numbers." Vladimir pointed to a circle with symbols in the middle. "They're going east and have encountered the Egyptian coven no doubt. Stefan believed they'd be wiped out by the Egyptians yet they're still here and growing in numbers." Vladimir furrowed his brow. "Is that us?" You pointed to the large circle covering the map. "Yes...this is how much territory we inhabit and our numbers, a significant difference as you could probably tell." "No." You winced at your response, looking at him almost meekly. "You do not know how to read, do you?" Vladimir asked. "Nor write." You added. Vladimir rolled his eyes. "One day, you ought to learn." "Hm...likely not enough time for that." You said quietly. "How so?" Vladimir paused, quill hovering. "I might not make it past noon tomorrow." You replied quietly. A heavy silence filled the room. "Such an attitude won't help you. You might as well take off your own head if you're going to brood." Vladimir finally said. "I apologise." You said quietly. "To whom? Yourself? That's the only person you're failing." Vladimir responded. "You're replaceable, it's your responsibility to remain alive and prove yourself worthy. The better fighter you are, the more you earn your eternity. Don't listen to Cyrus either. Luck will only get you so far. I don't give a damn what the fool says." Vladimir finished and you cracked a smile. "Of course. Better safe than sorry." You agreed. "Exactly. I don't understand why some of your peers can't do the same." 'Because I actually like listening to you talk.' You thought to yourself.  You admired Vladimir. He was a very impressive man. He caught your eye almost immediately and you were yet to look away. Although Vladimir was spoken for and you certainly weren't going to step out of line. You couldn't be sure what would have killed you first. The fury of Vladimir or the fury of his mate. Both had a frightening reputation and you didn't want to cross either of them. "Maybe so, but they certainly have more to show for your wisdom than I do." Vladimir sighed before rising to a stand. 

You felt a quick but light slap to the face. You blinked cupping your face as you looked shocked by Vladimir's actions. "That. That's your problem." He said simply. "You struck me..." You said with disbelief. "...why?" "That doesn't matter. Why comes later and I hardly touched you! The problem is that you didn't hit back!" Vladimir insisted. Your expression contorted to horror. "You're my leader! I couldn't-" "That's the problem! You care too much. You don't want to hurt anything beyond the humans you feed upon." He spoke with exasperation. "Stop caring so much! Those who attack you aren't going to care, why would you!?" He finished and you sighed with a nod. He was right. He grabbed your wrist tightly and pulled you closer to him, against his chest. "Give a damn about your survival. I'd hate to see your journey cut short because of an insufferable nobody like Roderick." Vladimir said icily. "Ah yes, he's quite the handful." You heard another male voice and both of you turned to see Stefan leaning against the door just as you had been. "I hope you're not giving our little friend some advantage, Vladimir." Stefan grinned. "Some will think that favouritism rumour is true." He teased. "Favouritism? Explain." Vladimir stepped back and crossed his arms. "Rumours are going around that you favour me over most of the g-" Stefan cut you off. "Now, now, dear. Be honest. The rumour is that he favours you over all of the guards." Stefan chuckled. Vladimir rolled his eyes. "What childish nonsense, (Y/N), you are dismissed." He said with a flick of his wrist.   "We hope to see you victorious tomorrow, (Y/N)!" Stefan called back as you hurriedly took your leave. "Your life depends on it!" He added cheerfully before turning back to Vladimir. 

Vladimir sent him a cold look in response to Stefan's smirk. "Can I help you?" "You're really going to continue hiding it aren't you?" "You are over-stepping your bounds." Vladimir said icily. "Take caution in what you speak, such silly things to could have very severe consequences." Stefan moved closer to Vladimir. "Calm yourself, I only referred to the soft spot you have for them." Vladimir scoffed. "Even for that, I should have your head." Vladimir replied coldly. "Does she know?" Stefan asked lowly. "Who?" He asked. "Who else? Your mate, Vladimir." Stefan replied. Vladimir paused. "She knows enough." "Well you both seem to be unbreakable." "Just because we are mates doesn't mean she has to be pleased." Vladimir remarked. "Well (Y/N) is still walking around, head intact and as clueless as ever so I'd take it as a good sign. Besides if they do lose tomorrow. Well that problem solves itself, no?" Stefan asked. Vladimir grimaced. "Don't speak such things." "Don't tell me you're worried for them." Stefan tilted his head. Vladimir glared at Stefan. "I'm not making assumptions to your expense, friend." "I'd appreciate if you let this go." Vladimir said. Stefan sighed. "Fine, fine." He looked at the parchments on the desk. "I still don't understand how they've gotten passed the Egyptian coven." Stefan mused. "It's clear their gathering numbers." Vladimir crossed his arms. Although I can't help but feel the most recent change has been when..." Vladimir trailed off. "Go on." Stefan waited intently.  "All I wonder is, what on earth did they find in England that has given them such confidence?" Vladimir finished. 

Many of the coven gathered from far and wide to see the battle for ranks. All found it nothing short of entertainment to the the lowest scamper for survival as most around the world did. The less you had, the less you were worth-a dynamic that throughout history would see empires rise and fall. 

There were yells of excitement and cheers as your opponent, Roderick, made quick work of you. This would be an easy fight. Of that, all were certain. Roderick had you in a headlock and tugged harshly at your hair. "Go on! Cry for help like a helpless damsel in distress." He grinned maliciously. "Vladimir isn't going to save you. No one is going to save you." Something about his words stuck with you, like the sensation of your gut dropping. Vladimir's words came to mind. He said it himself, you treat everyone above yourself and don't want to hurt anyone. How many would give you the same treatment? You had been in this coven long enough to know the answer to that is no one. Stop trying to be nice. He's going to kill you and no one is going to save you. You spent so long fighting the very instinct that would keep you alive and if you didn't let instinct take over now then you were going to die. You kicked at the back of his knee. Roderick buckled as he hadn't expected the blow- not from you. Vladimir leaned forward in his seat which was noticed by Stefan on the other end of the line of leaders as well as his mate beside him. She frowned slightly sharing a glance with Stefan's mate. Vladimir couldn't look away, nor could anyone else at your sudden change, the tables turned quickly. Like something within you snapped, you didn't hesitate to attack with such speed and force that you overpowered Roderick, keeping Vladimir's training and advice at hand. With a hiss you tore off Roderick's head, his body falling to a crumpled heap on the ground. You tossed his head to the side as you fell to your knees with relief. The under-dog victorious.

The crowd roared in excitement and cheers. Some were stunned to silence at the unexpected victor. You looked to the leaders unease but a fire in your eyes that warned anyone about messing with you. The leaders rose to a stand, clapping. Some like Cyrus and Stefan were smirking, others remained stone-faced but clapped regardless. Some were clearly shocked such as Vladimir and Stefan's mates who clapped. None seemed more pleased than Vladimir. Whilst his smile wasn't as wide as others, the look in his eye was one of pride. You lay down breathing an unneeded sigh of relief. You had earned your place and managed to stay alive in the process. For another amount of time, you wouldn't have to find out the consequences of being decapitated. It wasn't known if the end would be exile or flames devouring your body piece by piece. Like many, you hoped to never find out. 

When you were dismissed from the battlegrounds you were stopped by Vladimir's mate. Perhaps fate had other plans than letting you live after all. "You fought well." She didn't let on any emotion beyond her intense rigid stare. "In all honesty, I don't think I did. I got lucky. He didn't expect me to fight back and I can't blame him, because I didn't expect to fight back either." You replied. "Nevertheless, you were victorious and remain with us. You've proven yourself worthy to be here." She countered. "I appreciate the kind words, my lady." You bowed your head. "I understand your desire for my approval." She said bluntly. That was like a kick to the gut in itself. "You need not worry. Despite our heart's desires, you've shown great respect for me. I don't take that lightly." She folded her hands before her. "Of course." You nodded. "I don't want any trouble and I admire your input to the coven. That comes before everything." She nodded, reaching for your shoulder and squeezing it. "You're admirable, (Y/N). That's a divine quality to have for someone so young." "Thank you, my Lady." You bowed your head. "Vladimir will be very proud of your improvements. She looked over your shoulder. "I believe that he's quite eager to tell you that." 

You looked over your shoulder to see Vladimir approaching with a smile.   "At last! I have hope for you yet!" Vladimir clasped his hands under his chin, eyes gleaming with glee. "Just as I was saying, Vladimir." His mate agreed with a small smile of her own. "I believe with some more training that you could climb the ranks fairly easily. Your precision you've shown today is certainly above standard for the lowest rank.” "All in due time, my love, all in due time!" Vladimir replied. "You have impressed us greatly on this day. I would advise you to keep this up." You nodded with a quick bow.  "Don't disappoint me." He warned you before taking his mates arm into his. "Come, we have fresh humans awaiting us." He grinned menacingly at his smirking mate. "Farewell, (Y/N)." Vladimir's mate said as she allowed herself to be tugged by Vladimir. 

All seemed as it should. All was well and then it wasn't. The Volturi's first attack was hard hitting, the Romanian covens numbers dwindled greatly and there were even bigger losses. Stefan was one of many leaders to lose their mates. Vladimir kept his mate close at all times, frightened of losing her too. The coven quickly worked on expanding the coven once more, covering the losses and then some.  However, time ran short. 

The second Volturi attack was swift and it seemed they sought their advantage to be the element of surprise. Fire surrounded you and climbed everything in sight, spreading quickly. Structures collapsed and war continued among the blaze. The Volturi were stupidly brave to approach the castles walls but to everyone's horror, despite being out numbered, the Volturi were holding their own thanks to two small newborn vampires. A boy with his hands and a girl who seemed to cause pain just by the mere glance. The girl could buy the boy some more time and together they had brought a full army to their knees. The others of the rebellion made quick work of the Romanians army as they simply dropped to the ground after touching a black mist coming from the boys hands. The Romanian coven had never seen such a thing and it deemed it as witchcraft. What kind of monsters were these two...? They certainly looked very young but an age couldn't be determined. They looked like they would have been married off by now and raising young but their was something about these two vampires beyond their gifts. They looked like children themselves to an extent. They looked pleased with themselves, the blonde girl more so than the boy. He looked slightly uneasy. However, the two wouldn't go anywhere near where the fire touched. They clearly knew something about vampire life. 

Like many others, you found yourself submerged in rubble. Many were made quick work of before the could escape and what's left of the coven decided to scatter. You quickly pushed your way out of the rubble, fire crawling closer to you. Suddenly you were grabbed and your head snapped to the one who grabbed you. "Get up! Move now!" Vladimir barked at you, dragging you out of the rubble. The second you were stood, you fell to the ground, screaming in agony. Vladimir was stunned for a moment, confused by the action. His gaze darted in ever direction looking for a clue. He found one. The blonde girl was a few hundred yards away, smiling at your agony. Vladimir chose not to attack, much against his instincts and instead grabbed a long plank of wood that was ablaze. He threw it towards the blonde who's expression turned to fright. She shrieked and was gone in an instant as your yells died down. Vladimir tugged at you once again. "Come! We have to go!" He ordered. 

The destination wasn't known, but the idea was to keep running until someone fell off the edge of the earth if need be. When you did stop you asked the dreaded question you didn't think you could stomach the answer. "Where's...where is everyone else?" Vladimir and Stefan turned to you sharply. "Else?" Stefan, repeated icily. "We're all that's left! There is no one else!" He bellowed, anger for the coven he lost and pain for the life he had lost too. Your eyes widened. "No but...there has to be... it can't just be us... what about-?" You cut yourself off quickly as Vladimir leaned upon a tree. His head lowered as he pressed his hands against the tree bark. 

Some of the bark crumbled under the force of his fingers as the man was almost doubled over, his jaw tight and eyes shut. Realisation hit you hard. If Vladimir's mate wasn't with him then that likely meant she didn't make it. You swallowed hard, your eyes darkening by the second to match theirs. Tears would have spilled if your body could produce them. "What happened?" You mumbled brokenly. Vladimir gripped the tree tighter before lashing out in rage and despair for his fallen mate. He punched at the tree until it toppled. "We need to keep moving." Stefan insisted, tugging you forward. "Vladimir." Stefan demanded. "Who the hell are those brats!?" Vladimir demanded, almost feral. "Where did they come from!? I demand to know!" "We can't stay here!" Stefan snapped. "Tăcere!" Vladimir hissed. "She is dead and if we don't keep moving, so are we!" Stefan argued. "If you don't move now I will rip you apart myself and we'll take the pieces with us!" He barred his teeth as the two growled. "Please! Please, stop! We...we need to go! We can't turn on each other!" You pleaded. The two stopped, glaring at each other. "If not for yourself..." Stefan growled out before his hand darted out and yanked you forwards roughly. "Then do it for them. They haven't had a chance to live, do you want their death on your conscience too?" "I will rip out your tongue!" Vladimir threatened. "They are nothing to me!" Stefan retorted icily. "They aren't to you so if you want to keep them alive then you damn well move or rip their head off before the Volturi do it for you!" Vladimir grew quiet, staring at you. "Please..." You begged quietly. "...let's go." After a moment of heavy uncomfortable silence Vladimir muttered lowly. "Nu tu...nu tu." His hand shot out, tugging you from Stefan's grip and pushing you in front of him as he turned. "Move." He ordered quietly, when you tried to look at him. "We're right behind you." Stefan muttered.

Tăcere - Silence Nu tu...nu tu - Not you...not you

[doorianpavus]

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

Eva Green as Yelena, Stefans Mate

[aquanova99]

stefan with a mate who has problems showing affection?

I have two of these and I’m assuming you meaning showing physical affection because if you don’t show affection at all why are you even in a relationship. The whole point is to love the other person and try to adapt to what they need.

Im also just doing the entire coven because I don’t want another ask.

Vladimir

I say I’m doing both and immediately I’m about to ruin this man

You’re going to have to adapt

He is a physical person

Craves touch

It doesn’t have to be sexual and that’s not how I’m taking this ask so I hope that’s not what it was implying

But he needs to feel loved and if he doesn’t feel like you care, which he won’t if you don’t want any touch at all he isn’t going to stick around

Stefan

Again, this man has been without a significant other for so long he really would prefer someone that is at least willing to compromise.

But he will notice when you stay in near him or do a different activity in the same room just to accompany him

Give a kiss on the cheek a few times a day and he will be fine

Now. While I said that this isn’t sexual I want to make sure everyone knows that while it’s not everything it is very important in almost all relationships, so I would hope you are at least more physical in those moments or Stefan will leave. You will make him think you could leave him at any moment and give him too much anxiety for him to overlook

[mickeyxgalager]

well...

[cosplayproblemsposts]

Dysfunctional as always

Summary: Your family was not the greatest by all means, but it doesn't mean there wasn't any form of warmth.

Warning: Angst, comfort, and words of encouragement.

Male characters x Male reader

A/N: Written by phone and not proofread.

"I don't remember you," the man who has embraced his son frowns while he pulls away. The two men stood in a parking lot of a recently closed fast food restaurant with the intention of reconciliation. Nothing came of this due to the much older man false promises and impulsive disappearances.

The Cullens filled the void of the lack of family, your father leaving you with an ill grandmother to care for. Running and cutting you loose for anything that did not include you. Now, here you are dealing with the loss of the only mortal figure who truly cared for you.

Crimson eyes watch the man grow confused with an uneven smile. "I'm your father. Of course you remember me," the man who claims to be your maker stood here before you for one thing inheritance. The leech himself knew his mother in law must have left something behind for her one and only surviving grandchild.

A level-headed vampire out stretched arm prevents his platinum haired coven mate from departing the slimy leech head from his shoulders. "Leave him. We can not reveal ourselves. " A low growl comes from an equally angry vampire.

"You weren't there," your voice low barely a whisper. Your so-called father's staggers back at the somewhat light impact of a shove, a shove you delivered with uncertainty. Uncertain if you could bring yourself to truly turn away from him, the man you known half of your life before he became unbearable.

"What? Of course I was there, " a habit you had developed due to his absence. A habit where you insert the man face, voice, body, and once adrimible smile.

Replacing certain people who were present, Carlisle and Esme were the people who would suffer the swap. Your grandmother was Carlisle patient, always coming and going.

Made sure to answer her calls and never complain. Carlisle took notice of the newfound shoes at the front door. "It seems you have a shadow," the ill womam points out as a little face peeks out from the safety of the stairwell.

Carlisle knew you knew there, your little heart giving you away and your breathing. You were twelve years old, always watching and always imagining your father stood in his place. Your father false figure stood instead of the kind gentle blonde who made sure to leave his wife's homemade meals in the kitchen for you and the sick woman.

"Does he have any distant relatives who could take care of him?". A trip to the hospital turns into a nightmare, a nightmare the woman tried to avoid. "No, they are either far too busy to juggle anymore kids, or they are located across the country." Carlisle nods, striken with sadness at the thought of the boy who stood outside of the room.

Far too scared of the pale doctor and how the said doctor might say or do something to ruin the child's illusion. A lie, a lie where his father is a doctor who studied medicine to aid his mother in law and possibly save her from her fate. "He has been passed from relatives to relative, but he always comes back to me."

Alice has already foresee this at the request of Carlisle. He has already made up his mind. It'll be hard to convince certain individuals, but he is not turning this child down because of his nature.

"No, I don't see why he can't live with his father or mother." Rosalie is about to regret mentioning the boys' parents."What do you mean?," Rosalie undead, heart breaks alongside the many others present. "I agreed to take care of him while his grandmother spends a few weeks in the hospital. Waiting for an answer. " "I didn't know, " Emmet leans into his once unmovable mate.

"It took me by surprise too, the boys mother scummb to birth complications." Esme set a hand upon Carlisles clothed chest "and the infant. " Carlisle shook his head. "She never made it to see her fifth birthday," Alice squeezes Jasper hand.

"All he has is his grandmother and the hope of a foster family or distant relative. I doubt they'll take him in. So I ask each of you to consider a new member. " It didn't take long for the Cullens to adjust to the small boy and his oddities.

"You weren't there when she was born," the overwhelming memories of the Cullens took over your sense. Slowly, stickers peel off, revealing the true people present in your major and minor memories. From the ice rink of your first game of the season to the last.

To the time you fell sick, to your first ever big win to the moment your grandmother passed a few weeks back. To the time you acknowledged Bella as a sister and how you brought Edward back to reality. How you drill both Bella and Edward when they become unbearable and how they don't think before they do.

The man lets out a grunt as a fist breaks his once correct nose. The man falls back as you begin pulling and shaking the man. A struggle of somesort breaks out in the parking lot concert grounds.

"You weren't when she died!" You let out a long, drawn-out groan as you laid a hard blow to the man's face. "Alright, stop it!" But you didn't want to stop. You wanted him to feel the pain you had endured from the funeral arrangements of your fallen grandmother to the funeral of your little sister.

"Where were you!?" You hadn't taken notice of the blood that painted your knuckles. You never took into account how you could have handled this situation. How the sudden phone call made you claw at the skin of your forearm until Bella enclosed you in a hug.

A cold, gloved hand held your wrist in a gentle grip. "That's enough, I believe he understands," Stefan blood eyes meets yours, unaware you began to shed tears. "You have done enough little one." Stefan effortlessly pulls you to your feet.

You didn't protest or deny his embrace. "I'm sorry." Stefan made a tsk sound. "Don't apologize. You have every right to act out, " Vladimir watches as he keeps the third party from escaping. Trapping him underneath the albino boot, "Stefan is right. He should be the one apologizing, not you. "

"Blood, my hands," you pull away from the ancient ruler. "We have self-control, don't we? Vladimir, " the blonde nods with a little smile. "Let him go. Where will he go? Who will he turn to?" Your words shook the two vampires, but they obliged.

"You are lucky you have an understanding, son," Once Vlaimir lifts his foot from the man, he scrambles away. "He may come back?" You said while watching your once present father run away. "A risk a fool like him will take." You shook your head at Vladimir, who can see beyond your vision of the dark.

The texture of a handkerchief took you by surprise, "Don't want the Cullens to believe we are bad a influence." Stefan wasn't the only one who began cleaning your hands.

Vladimir was soft and slow, just like his coven mate, who took your left hand while he coddled your right hand. Once white handkerchiefs grew, Crimson red. You didn't make it easy either you were fidgety and anxious.

The adrenaline washed away from your once flaming body. Warmth seeping away at the thought, your father may report you to the police. A cold kiss to your palm brought you back. "You must remain still," Vladimir spoke against the palm of your skin.

You cast your gaze down "sorry" another pair of cold lips meets your wrist. Stefan freezing lips peppers small, slow, comforting, pecks upon the veins of your wrist. The sound of blood flow and the touch of your warmth engraved a smile on Stefan face "you done well, can't imagine what you will be capable of once you turn."

Vladimir agrees with another lingering kiss to your palm, "Your speed and strength are hard not to imagine." The two vampires will never let you down, nor will they ever leave you despite the Cullens' threats.

[twilightt-fantasy]

unprepared [vladimir]

description: Can you write a one shot Vladimir x reader where reader its human and gets hurts,so vladimir dont know how to deal with it?Sorry for bothering you<3

requested by: @simpfordemetri

warnings: none

[masterlist]

thank you for requesting and so sorry for the way too long wait! i hope you enjoy!

It had taken a little longer than Vladimir had expected to acquainted with having a human mate. Really, as much as he hated to admit it, it had taken both him and Stefan months to get used to having a human around that they weren’t going to eventually eat or torture. You were so fragile and breakable and small compared to them.

You were still adjusting to your new life of vampires and all things supernatural, still not sure when too much was too much for your human body and Vladimir made it his job to watch out for whenever you wandered into dangerous situations.

Your self-preservation was not your highest priority, which caused Vladimir small heart attacks every time you were involved in another close call - not that he would ever admit that, even to you.

The two of you got along fairly well, especially as time went on between the two of you. You still stepped on his toes and irritated him to no end with your modern human ways, but he did love you and you loved him, despite his somewhat eccentric ways.

Stefan took a little while longer to warm up to the idea of a new person joining him and Vladimir. He looked down on you a lot at first and didn’t exactly hide it that he wasn’t fond of you.

Though things changed with time and the two of you also grew close, sometimes joining together to aggravate your mate for a laugh.

Now, as you, Vladimir, and Stefan continued your travels, there were no sour words exchanged, no snapping about how slow you were moving (usually), and Vladimir was close to your side to help you through it all.

Most of the time, anyway.

In the rare moments that he wasn’t, Stefan was there to mess around with you.

Currently, the two of you were alone while Vladimir had run off to do whatever he deemed important, claiming to be back soon. While you were waiting for your mate to return, you and Stefan had picked up a game of catch.

It started off simple and easy, with Stefan throwing them as gently as he could while you threw him them back as hard as you could to try and catch the vampire off guard.

It became a game you often played and you received a lot of joy from it, especially when you began it when Stefan wasn’t paying attention.

Now you were becoming bored since Stefan was in top form today, and your attention began to wander back to when Vladimir would return, He hadn’t been gone long, but every time he left you felt like a part of you was missing.

You held your hand up, waiting for Stefan to throw the ball back. Your eyes were unfocused, thoughts away, when the sharp sting on the ball on your shoulder quite literally knocked you back to reality.

“Oh, shit!” You exclaimed, grimacing as you reached up to your shoulder. You could feel your heartbeat in the shoulder, wincing when you pressed your fingers to it. You really must not have been paying attention and Stefan must have been growing bored too, judging by how hard he threw the ball.

“Are you okay?” He asked, appearing beside you in the blink of an eye, his own wide with panic. “Is it broken?”

You shook your head, pulling your shirt sleeve down to get a better look at it. It didn’t feel out of place, but it hurt to move and there was already a big black bruise forming on it.

“What happened?” Vladimir’s voice boomed suddenly, and you looked up, almost smiling at the horrified look on his face.

It was very obvious Vladimir and Stefan weren’t accustomed to humans anymore, but the pure panic in Vladimir’s face almost made you more sorry for him than yourself.

“It was an accident.” You started to explain, motioning between yourself and Stefan with your good hand. “Neither of us were paying attention and Stefan accidentally threw the ball too hard.”

He turned a hard glare towards Stefan, his lips turning into a scowl. “How many times have I warned you about being gentle?”

Stefan held his hands up. “Like she said, it was an accident! I wasn’t paying attention!”

“Vlad.” You reached out an touched his shoulder, silently telling him let it go. “Accidents happen, and we knew one would be coming sooner than later. Good thing it, it’s only a bruise and maybe a slightly displaced shoulder. “I’m used to getting injuries, it’s part of being human.”

His expression changed again, looking torn between caring for you and ripping Stefan apart. Eventually, his need to take care of you seemed to win because his face fell into reluctant defeat. “What do I do?”

You smiled, knowing you had won this time. “Ice and pain killers, preferably. And you for the rest of the day.”

He smiled back this time, knowing he wasn’t leaving your side now. His arms moved under you, gently maneuvering around your injured shoulder as he picked you up and tucked you close to him.

With a final nasty look at an apologetic looking Stefan, you and Vladimir took off, where he gladly catered to you for the rest of the evening (and possibly the rest of the week.)

[mywinterivy]

I’ll never forgive y’all for what you did to the Romanians, especially since you go around taunting them and rubbing it in their faces! They’re not a threat to anyone anymore, why can’t you leave them be? They lost their entire family, mates included! How would YOU feel if your mates were killed and then their killers went around flaunting that in your face (I’m looking at you in particular, Marcus)? Now, I’m not saying that I personally would try to start a revolution, but let just say I wouldn’t exactly be entirely delvestated if someone else were to. And don’t even get me started on the werewolf thing; that was just uncalled for coward. I mean, killing an entire race just because you lost ONE fight? C’mon man, that’s really lame and unfair. P.S: this is aimed only at the volturi, not Nat! She’s wonderful and I appreciate her lots 😌

𝐂���𝐢𝐮𝐬: ... ... So brothers which one of them do you think it is? and does Nathalie have anything to do with it?

𝐀𝐫𝐨: Hmm, the passion and exclamation marks makes me believe it is Stefan who has written to us. Vladimir always seemed slightly more relaxed in my opinion.

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬: I do not think Nathalie is fraternising with The Romanians, and while it could be our dear old friends I believe this is a misguided mortal who has written to us.

𝐀𝐫𝐨: Then let us give them an answer brothers. Mortal, you do realise that had we not overthrown the Romanians humanity might never have developed the way it has? Our laws have kept you safe for millennia. The Romanians did not care for humans in the slightest, they saw you as nothing more than walking feasts for them to gorge upon. Meanwhile we have worked on keeping our worlds separate, so that we both can flourish as we should.

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬: They may not be the greatest threat to our rule, but our race's hate and need for revenge runs deep. Those two will always try to tear our rule down until they turn to dust. For now they shall be a reminder to all that we are not a coven to be crossed.

𝐂𝐚𝐢𝐮𝐬: Hah! Losing only one fight? How simple can you be. Had The Children of The Moon been allowed to run rampant the humans and vampires would have been history. If they had bit and infected as they pleased you would see a werewolf population so out of control you would sully your clothes in fear every time you heard a noise in the dark. Had I not taken up arms against The Children of The Moon you might never have been born. I partially purged a cursed species from existence for the sake of this world and you spit on all that we have done? It is us who have created the fragile peace you humans enjoy so much.

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬: Also, it would be wise to not draw any comparisons to my beloved Didyme and the mates of The Romanians. They were just as complicit and knew no balance just as much as their husbands.

𝐀𝐫𝐨:Dear stranger, you do realise we can track you?

— 𝐶𝑎𝑖𝑢𝑠, 𝐴𝑟𝑜 & 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑢𝑠

[volturiprincess]

HELLO

romanian coven x mate headcanon

Scenario:

They have a fight and the human reader decides to go for a walk WITHOUT THEM and get lost in the forest (also its start raining)

Separate please

Thanks😁😁

Walking out on them

Finished my dear anon😁. I apologize for getting to your request kind of late, but I hope you enjoy💙

Vladimir:

Fights with him are not new

Unfortunately they happen more often than you like for them to occur 

When you do fight he apologies right away (surprisingly) and tries to make it up to you with cuddling while watching your favorite show 

But there was one case where the fight got so intense that you ended up walking out on him 

The fight was caused by you wanting to go with him and Stefan with the Cullens for the whole “immortal child’ dilemma 

He said no, not wanting you to get hurt or the Volturi finding out about you

You tried to persuade him in telling him you would just stay in the Cullen's house and nothing bad would happen to you while you are there (“There ‘vegetarian’ Vlad, what are they going to do?, worst case scenario they eat actual vegetables in front of me”)

Still being stubborn he said no 

That fight went on for 3 hours

Eventually he called you “weak and vulnerable” and walked away 

You decided to walk out of the house that you, Vlad and Stefan been staying at while you are still human

Unfortunately it started to rain, and about to turn back to walk toward the house, you noticed you have no idea where you are at 

So you find a somewhat dry place in the forest and sit against the tree

Now you feel stupid for not paying attention on your walks with Vladimir in the forest but can you be blamed? When the sun peeks through the trees, he looks like a fallen angel and nothing around matters but him 

As you're there contemplating your life choices, your said fallen angel appears 

For a minute you think he will yell at you as you were expecting but news flash he pulls you into a tight hug, even his face was buried into your neck

He mumbles a very quiet sorry that you managed to hear with your human hearing and the semi quiet rain

From that day on, your arguments were diminished and you did ended up going with him and Stefan to the Cullens 

Stefan:

Fights with him are rare

Unlike Vladimir, he likes to keep the peace between you two

But peace can be easily disrupted 

There was one fight in particularly that got out of hand 

It wasn't exactly something to be fighting about but he got really worried and to cover that he got mad

You had a run in with a Volturi guard (*cough* Alec and Jane *cough*), but you didn't even mingle with them or even talked, you happen to see them in an alley when you were going to a nearby bakery, and they didn't even acknowledge you either 

The only reason you know about them is Stefan and Vladimir have pictures of every member of the Volturi coven for “war plans” (obsessed much)

You accidently told him casually when him and Vlad were talking about the Volturi 

He said some harsh things but in your defense you said it didn't even matter, the twins did nothing to you or knew who you were 

The argument ended with you saying you needed alone time

You went to the sunroom where the doors to outside were open

Not even thinking twice you went outside for a walk to cool down and where you let some small tears spill 

It was raining as you started to walk but it soon turned into a downpour 

You ran to a nearby tree that had these branches that resembled an umbrella

Great now your cold and have no idea where home is at 

You were frighten, all you wanted now was to be cuddling with your Stefan by the fireplace with a nice mug of your favorite warm drink 

As if someone was reading your mind, there he was, his hair stuck to his forehead from the downpour and a sorry look on his face 

You ran into his arms and pulled him into a deep hug 

Before you knew it you were on the couch with him by the crackling fireplace with your warm drink in hand, snuggling into his side 

[timetravellingshinigami]

So another Twilight rant after a very very long time.

Do you think Aro knows how to fight? Personally I feel like he does. If we go by movie canon. And also before Chelsea came around and while he was still forming the coven he had to break up some fights.

And also, the Volturi guards had to be better fighters than the cullens let's be real. There's no way Demetri got taken out. And ESPECIALLY Caius. That was ridiculous! I'm still so mad. The executioner, the man who battled werewolves being taken out so easily is stupid.

Another thing is that Caius is portrayed as being an angry, hateful person. He's the classic one dimensional villain with zero personality. He's got to have some good sides? Even Aro has his positive qualities.

Also, the entire vampires don't mentally change? Yeah I hate it. Look at the cullens. Especially Jasper. That one has the most questionable past as a human....but I'm pretty sure he's no longer the same. What I'm understanding is vampires in the Twilight universe cannot experience emotional or mental growth? There are vampires who had no respect for human life before but later learn to live a different lifestyle. That's emotional and mental growth in a way. The Romanian coven for example are supposed to have so much rage...but they don't seem to have much? Honestly, If vampire males can have sperm they can develop new braincells lmao.

[simpfordemetri]

SEPARATION ANXIETY ON VAMPIRES

I think some vampires like Felix,Alec,Jane,Vladimir,Amun,Tanya and Caius tends to have very bad separation anxiety

Alec and Jane are traumatised for life,they will always remember how their own parents let them burn alive,they had each other but now they each one found a mate,they need to see them all times and they would even refuse going on mission.

I know people always write about how they would choose their masters rather than their mates and let me tell you i do not think like that

Felix might seem like the Volturi fighter and a bad boy but he is so attached to his mate physycally and emotionally

Amun might seem like a dumb old grumpy grandpa but he has such big emotional dependence to his mate

Vladimir lost his first mate and he is not willing to loose another ,his vulnerable side showing 24/7

Tanya is the leader of the coven but she saw how all her coven found their mates and she stayed alone,she also lost her mom and her sister

Caius just wants to be loved,someone who can show his true face full of love just for that person

[like-rain-or-confetti]

I think that's what made the Romanians so attracted to their mates was their bold almost challenging personality/behavior. Kinda like how ladies could control and have power more discreetly like they're acting within society's expectations but they push it. because even though they were ladies of their times they're clever

OHOHOHOH SO IVE ACTUALLY THOUGHT ABOUT THIS.

Obviously- as usual- we get nothing and a slice of fuck all when it comes to their mates so I'm here filling in the blanks and it is a pile of shit but I think you guys put up with me anyway-

So I picture Stefan having a thing for the quiet types. -corruption kink- I mean whaaat? Like he just has a thing for the shy or quiet types. They're a walking mystery he gets to open. So I think his mate would have been quiet and but strong willed. She'd remain in the sidelines-in his shadow- but finds comfort in it.

As for Vladimir, I picture his mate not to be a fighter but always had difficulty with authority as she always spoke her mind. She could be rather brutal (like Athenodora) with her words but couldn't fight to save herself -and in the end she couldn't against the Volturi- She would be quite stubborn and could counter Vladimirs wit any day. She definitely fits the description you made above. She knew how to play the game but constantly pushed at the rules.

Like let me know if this is a pile of garbage but it's come to mind a few months back and for obvious reasons I haven't been able to talk about it until now. There's just such a lack of material 😂

[doorianpavus]

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

Angela Bassett as Miruna, Vladimirs Mate

[aquanova99]

hi love

romanian coven x mate who is chaotic

This coven on the other see you having issues

On the bright side you three are on the move a lot so the hyperactivity will be relatively satisfied

Vladimir will likely get annoyed if you are constanly breaking things

Seriously he is going to ask you what your problem is, or ask why you can’t watch where you’re going

I imagine this does wonders for your self esteem especially because you can’t help it

But they have collected an array of artifacts they want to preserve when they reclaim their throne (yeah sure Vlad)

I imagine he probably explodes on you after awhile and will ask you to not try to help or touch anything

Stefan on the other hand is probably going to remove everything valuable from where they reside

He will apologize but also ask you to be honest with yourself and try to understand

You do but it still hurts

It’s either this or Vladimir asking you to be removed from their coven so you know pick your battles

If you’re just hyper Vladimir will be fine encouraging even because you need to be always ready for a confrontation (bombastic side eye)

I think if Stefan found another mate he’s going to want to settle and relax and not have to babysit a full grown adult