#volturi aesthetic

[zillazumi]

carlisle in volterra

1700-1720

[wendigo-volturi]

Y/N: Marcus, how do I get revenge on those who have wronged me?

Marcus: The best revenge is letting go and living life to the fullest.

Y/N:

Y/N: Caius, how do I-

[kimi240302]

Come back to me Part 1

A/N: Before you read this, I want you to know that my native language is different. So I am very sorry for any mistake. Nevertheless, I hope you will like my story and enjoy it.

Summary: The love story between Alec Volturi and Y/N Swan, was an unexpected one. Both didn't know what to make of each other when they found out they were soul mates. But they worked on it and created a beautiful strong love that not even Bella's hatred for the Volturi could destroy. But as in any good love story, tragedy was impossible to avoid in theirs. It came as unexpectedly as their love itself, and made the Cullens and Bella seem to win, while Alec and the Volturi were losing their light in the darkness.

Alec Volturi x Swan!Female!reader

Main Post / Twilight Masterlist/ Come back to me Masterlist

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"I had all and then most of you Some and now none of you Take me back to the night me met I dont know what I´m supposed to do Haunted by the ghost of you"- Lord Huron/ The Night We Met

Helplessness or powerlessness

Alec didn't know exactly which feeling had been eating away at his insides every day for the past two months, or was it perhaps both? Ever since he'd gotten the call from the Cullen Doctor that the woman he loved more than anything in the world was on the verge of death, Alec had felt like he was in a freefall into darkness. He was not present and yet not absent enough to be able to shut off his emotions from the pain he felt all the time.

Lost in thought, he looked down at his mate and ran soothing motions over her hand that lay in his. Y/N was still lying in the hospital bed in the hospital room in the city that Alec Volturi had learned to hate even more in the last two months than he had hated it before, Forks.

He had not been told exactly what had happened to her, because no one knew for sure how Y/N had left the road with her car and ended up in the lake. There was no storm that evening, no wet or slippery roads or anything else that could have caused the accident. The rest of the facts were also just speculation. Y/N had managed to get out of her car, but the temperature of the water was too cold for her to have the strength to swim to the surface afterwards. She had lost consciousness and only survived by pure luck. This lucky charm was called Jacob Black. He and the other wolves had heard the crash and had run as fast as they could to the lake.

"I always thought that our twentieth birthday would be the only bad memory that would burn itself into my brain and never want to leave." Alec looked away from his sister and ran both hands over his face. He felt something he hadn't felt in several centuries, tiredness. The vampire would love nothing more than to lie down next to his mate, close his eyes and simply sleep away Y/N's absence. But he had long since lost this ability, something he had never regretted until this moment.

Jane, who was standing at the window, looked at her brother in shock. It was the first time she had heard him speak since Y/N's accident, she had come back to check on him every now and then and had never been able to get more than single words out of him. The second thing that shocked her was that she and her brother had never spoken about what had happened, not since they had both turned. Jane sat down in the chair next to Alec and looked at him searchingly. "I'll be honest with you, brother, I've forgotten exactly what happened. Either it was too long ago or my memories are trying to protect me." Alec turned to his sister in surprise. "Really? My memories want to torture me, in this case, I guess. I remember every little detail."

He fell silent for a few moments, turned his gaze away from Jane and looked through the window at the cloudy sky. He had to grin slightly. He hated this town and yet its weather seemed to know exactly how the vampire felt at that moment.

Alec noticed how his sister's gaze seemed to bore deeper into his side profile with every passing second of his silence. His gaze lingered stubbornly outward as he continued. "I remember how you, me and mother were eating dinner when the villagers kicked down our door. I remember them chasing us through the forest with flaming torches and insults. I remember how we were captured and dragged to the dock on the shore. How we were tied to a stake on a pyre and insulted further. I remember mom trying to get to us and fighting against the people holding her. I remember how she broke free. How they grabbed her just before the stake and pushed her to the ground. I remember how she was kicked by the people she had known since childhood. I remember her choking on her own blood." Alec turned his head back to Jane. "But you know what the worst memory from that day is?" The blond vampire shook his head. "The flames. I remember the pain and the smell of our skin burning off piece by piece."

There was an intense silence between the two siblings for a few moments.

"Since when do you remember every detail?" Jane's voice had changed to a soft tone that she only used with her brother and Y/N. Alec's eyes drifted to his mate, reflecting the pain of the last few weeks. "Since the day I saw her lying here like that. Since then, I can't get it out of my head that fate always manages to sweeten my life, only to ruin it afterwards." The black-haired vampire jumped up and walked over to the window. "Alec, Y/N is alive. Carlisle…" "The Cullen doctor, doesn't know if she's waking up. He doesn't even know if she'll ever be able to breathe on her own again without that machine." Alec ran his fingers through his hair again.

His gaze wandered to the machine that displayed Y/N's vital signs and beeped along with her heartbeat. He looked at the machine, from which a tube led into his mate's throat. Alec knew that if it wasn't for that tube, his lover wouldn't even be breathing. The vampire took a closer look at Y/N. Alec swallowed, because there was hardly anything left of the girl from two months ago. Her skin was white and stretched against her body so tightly that you could see every single bone. Her cheeks were sunken and black spots had formed under her eyes. Her hair looked dull as it had lost its shine.

"I should have kept her in Volterra and bitten her the first time we met. Then she wouldn't have had the idea to come back here." Jane stood up instantly and stood in front of her brother, drawing his gaze from his mate. She put her hands to her brother's cheek and looked deep into his eyes.

"Alec, if you had kept her in Volterra the day she was dragged into our world without any preparation and turned her against her wishes, do you really think Y/N would have fallen in love with you? Do you think she wouldn't have listened to the Cullens and seen you for the monster you are to that clan? She would have hated you for the rest of your immortal lives. You would never have been able to reach her." Sadly, Jane turned her gaze to Y/N and back to her brother. "If she doesn't survive this, which I hope she doesn't, at least you had a time together with her that you would want to remember. Y/N loved you and always will. Hold on to that Alec, I beg you not to lose hope now."

Alec let his head grow heavier in his sister's hands. "What if I bite her now…. Maybe I can end this nightmare." Alec lifted his head stepped away from his sister and began his pacing. "I should never have let her go to Forks. The Cullens and her sister don't care about her safety like me, you, or the rest of the Volturi!" His eyes wandered helplessly back and forth between his sister's face and the lifeless-looking body of his mate. The feeling of powerlessness spread through him again, drilling into his bones like a disease.

Jane shook her head. "Carlisle said that our poison might just kill her faster and you couldn't stop her from coming to Forks. After all, she wanted to say goodbye to her father. You know she wouldn't have been able to see her father after her transformation." "Then I should have gone with her…" "Alec, you can't undo what happened. So stop blaming yourself." "I can't lose her Jane, I can lose anyone but her." Jane nodded knowingly. "I know Alec." She whispered. Alec stopped and accepted his twin's embrace. He tightened his hands in her top and lowered his head into the crook of her neck.

They were both there when their master Marcus lost his mate and how he was broken by it. They also saw how he suffered every day. Jane didn't want her brother to suffer the same fate. That's why she had taken the message that Y/N wanted to be turned very well. That way, the young girl would be out of the danger of being human. But ever since the call had arrived in Volterra saying that Y/N was on the brink of death, the thought that Alec could end up like Marcus was a shadow of every action the siblings had taken. Jane couldn't lose her brother and even if the blonde vampire didn't want to admit it, the same was true for Y/N. For the young girl had burned herself into her cold, non-beating heart. Jane also knew that it wasn't just her, but every single vampire who lived in Volterra.

Y/N had earned the nickname "The Sunshine of the Volturi". Because no matter how many prejudices the Cullens and her sister had tried to put into Y/N to turn her against the Volturi. The young woman had created her own images of each individual vampire, which placed her in a special role for each one. For the three kings and their wives, she became a daughter, someone they all wanted to take under their wing and show everything the world had to offer. To Felix, Demetri, Santiago, Afton, Chelsea and Jane, she became a sister. For the rest of the Volturi guard, she became a friend. For Alec, she became his companion, the love of his life and his best friend. What united the Volturi was one thought when it came to Y/N; they all wanted to protect her, whatever the cost.

Alec detached himself from his sister completely, walked around her and sat back down by his mate's bed.

"I'm so sick of this hospital room." He murmured. Carefully, Alec reached for Y/N's hand and clasped it with both of his. Slowly, he brought it to his mouth so he could leave a kiss on her fingers. Alec cursed his vampire existence at that moment, more than on other days. Because she had taken away his ability to cry. All he could utter was a silent whimper. Alec carefully placed Y/N's hand back on the mattress. He leaned towards the bed so that he could place one of his hands on her cheek while the other stroked tenderly through her hair. His eyes clouded over with pain.

"Did you know that you are so important to the Volturi that even the kings themselves were here to see you? Although Master Aro could see you through Demetris or through someone else, all three wanted to see it with their own eyes." He paused for a few seconds. "I think by now every Volturi has been here once. Your sister and the Cullens throw a fit every time they see another one of us." Jane quietly sat back down in her old seat and watched her brother closely. He removed his hand from her cheek and placed it on Y/N's hand.

"What I want to say to you, my Love, everyone misses you and everyone prays, I don't know to what or to whom, that you will open your eyes and brighten our lives with your light again. Volterra is so cold and dark without you. I miss you, so terribly that I can't even describe it anymore." Alec bit his lips and squinted his eyes. Jane placed her hand over Alec's and Y/N's. "Y/N I beg you come back to me, don't leave me behind in this world."

Jane opened her mouth to say something reassuring, but she was startled and looked down at the hand she had placed on her brother's and Y/N. Alec's eyes snapped open too, his movements in Y/N's hair stopped.

"Tell me you felt that too! Tell me I'm not going crazy Jane!" Jane just looked stunned at their joined hands and then at Y/N's face. "Alec…" Alec took his eyes off the hands and looked at his sister. She pointed at Y/N with her free hand, "Look!"

Y/N's eyelids twitched slightly and all hell broke loose.

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@rosedpetal @bofadeezs

[acinematicworld]

☾・┊ jane icons ┊・☽

the twilight saga: new moon (2009)

[twilightiscooldontchangemymind]

Felix & his mate ~ Volturi aesthetic <3 with loooots of kisses

[equallyguilty]

𝔠𝔞𝔦𝔲𝔰 𝔳𝔬𝔩𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔦 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔟𝔬𝔞𝔯𝔡

[volturilovers]

Parts of the hidden garden in Volterra

[jasperhaleobsessed]

Volturi (New Moon aesthetic)

[bellasapple]

‘i was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him’

[yakultf4thesoul]

Okay, writers, hear me out…

CountDracula!Ewan I need to read a fanfic like this, Tag me or whatever but please I need it

[waifgirlininternet]

[wendigo-volturi]

Hello dear, I would like to ask you a request ,that you can just ignore of you don't want to,✋💗 about the bites you posted about before, I thought you could do the same thing with Marcus (it would be great if you also wrote a short smut)

Sorry for botering you dear🙏💗🌹(and sorry for my bad english)

1. Marcus treasures the moments spent alone with his S/O. He finds their playful biting to be an intimate ritual that deepens their bond. In those quiet moments, he feels more vulnerable and relaxed than he ever does in the company of the Volturi.

2. The first time his S/O playfully bites his shoulder, Marcus is taken aback, not expecting such a gesture. After the initial surprise, a soft smile spreads across his face as he relaxes into the affection, knowing it comes from a place of love and comfort.

3. Although he's often seen as stoic and reserved, the small bites from his partner ignite a warmth within him. He feels a rush of affection and protective instincts, realizing how much he cherishes their unique way of showing love.

4. Marcus often finds himself teasing his S/O back gently, perhaps giving them a playful look when they nibble on his neck. He might even lean into it, encouraging them to bite him again while whispering sweet nothings to make them blush.

5. After these intimate bites, he may become introspective, reflecting on how these small acts of affection make him feel alive in a way that few things do. He appreciates how his S/O has brought an unexpected softness into his life.

6. Occasionally, when they’re alone, Marcus will return the affection by brushing his lips against their skin gently, placing soft "kisses" that mimic the way they bite him. This reciprocation shows he understands their love language and is eager to express his feelings in return.

7. While he's typically seen as cold and calculating, Marcus's resolve softens when it comes to his partner. Their embrace filled with bites and warmth reminds him of the joy he’s found, making him appear more relaxed and approachable.

8. Whenever someone questions their relationship or speaks ill of his S/O, Marcus's instinct is to pull them close. He might tease that only he has the privilege of receiving those affectionate bites, showing his possessive yet tender feelings for them.

9. After a session of playful biting, he enjoys holding his partner close, whispering sweet promises about their future. It’s during these times that he feels their bond truly solidifies, making him resolve to protect their love at all costs.

10. Deep down, he loves how their biting connection symbolizes understanding without words. It's their private language—something that binds them together in a world filled with secrets, where they can escape the austerity of the Volturi

[kimi240302]

Come back to me Part 4

A/N: Before you read this, I want you to know that my native language is different. So I am very sorry for any mistake. Nevertheless, I hope you will like my story and enjoy it.

Summary: The love story between Alec Volturi and Y/N Swan, was an unexpected one. Both didn't know what to make of each other when they found out they were soul mates. But they worked on it and created a beautiful strong love that not even Bella's hatred for the Volturi could destroy. But as in any good love story, tragedy was impossible to avoid in theirs. It came as unexpectedly as their love itself, and made the Cullens and Bella seem to win, while Alec and the Volturi were losing their light in the darkness.

Alec Volturi x Swan!Female!reader

Main Post / Twilight Masterlist / Come back to me Masterlist

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" The light in her eyes was stolen by the sadness in her heart" - d.s.

“You actually leave your room for once!” Y/N closed her eyes and smiled faintly. She didn't turn to the voice, however and continued to look at the snow-covered landscape in front of her. “I couldn't stand it in my room anymore. After all, I've already spent a year there and look what it's done to me?” Rosalie stopped next to the young girl in the clearing. “I'm glad to see you out here. I couldn't see you like this anymore, shut off from everyone and everything in your room.” Silence fell between the two of them, and Rosalie took advantage of this to take a closer look at Y/N. She had lost weight, her cheeks were sunken and the sparkle in her eyes had disappeared. But the blonde-haired girl had to smile slightly when she saw what Y/N was holding in her hand. “What are you going to do with your portfolio?”

The woman looked down at the black portfolio in her hands. Y/N had to admit that she had forgotten all about it and the reason why she had come to the meadow. The sight that presented itself to her, the fields, the air and the snowflakes that trickled down on her had distracted her. After all, Y/N was seeing all of this for the first time, otherwise she had only ever looked out her room window, which she now regretted, for the beauty spread out before her was nothing compared to the small glimpse she had from this small window. Y/N looked back at the woman she had grown to love like a sister.

“Do you want to hear the truth?”

Rosalie nodded warily, not sure if she really wanted to hear it. After all, she partly blamed herself for the state the young girl had been stuck in for a year. “I know I had a path before the accident. A goal that I was following.” Tears came to Y/N's eyes, but she didn't let them run down her face, she had already cried enough. “I know I had my future planned out. I know I had big plans and was looking forward to the future.” The young girl turned to the blonde-haired vampire. “Now when I only try to think about my future, I feel like something is holding me back, something I might find in my lost memory. But no matter how hard I try, I do not remember! This feeling of having lost something that seems so important to me breaks me every day and I don't know what I can do about it.”

Rosalie watched Y/N lose her fight against the tears, wiping them from her cheeks, angry with herself and the world. “Damn, it's like someone hit the damn pause button for a whole fucking year. I don't understand why, Rosalie! It hurts, so much. I want nothing but to be alive. But this feeling of having lost something of myself in these vanished memories keeps me from moving on with my life.”

The young woman looked back at the portfolio sadly. She opened it carefully and flicked through it. It broke Rosalie's heart to see her like this. She had always been against the idea of interfering in Y/N's life in this way. But she had promised her father. A promise that still ran down her lungs like poison.

The blonde-haired woman approaches Y/N, who was still engrossed in her drawings. She carefully placed her hands on the young woman's shoulder. “Why are you up here Y/N?” Turning her head to Rosalie, Y/N spoke in a low voice, “To get closure. I can't hold on to the past anymore. I can't wait for my memories to come back out of nowhere anymore. I have to finally live my life again. Otherwise it will be on pause forever.”

They both looked deep into each other's eyes.

Rosalie removed her hands from Y/N's shoulders and took a step back. The blonde nodded in agreement. With a deep breath, Y/N closed her eyes. She took the first drawing from her portfolio. She opened her eyes again and looked at it closely. The outline of a face she didn't know and probably never would, that haunted her every night, while the features remained hidden from her.

She lifted the drawing into the air, tears beginning to stream down her face again as her grip on the drawing tightened. Rosalie stepped beside her again, “Shall I go.” Y/N shook her head. “I don't want to do this alone.” The blonde-haired girl nodded. “Why is it so hard?” “Because it was the only thing that kept you alive last year. But Y/N, it's time to let go.” “I know.”

With these words, Y/N let go of the drawing. The two friends watched as the sheet was carried out into the wide world by a gust of wind. They repeated this until there was only one drawing left. Rosalie put her hand over Y/N as she was about to take it out of the folder. “Keep the last one, you might need it one day. Like to remind you what a deep hole you fought your way out of.” Y/N nodded and closed the folder.

“Why did you follow me?” Y/N interrupted the renewed silence between the two of them. “I wanted to give you something. As I said, I couldn't stand to see you wasting away in your room any longer. So I thought I'd give you a little push in the right direction.” She pulled out the envelope she had hidden in her pocket and handed it to the confused-looking Y/N.

The young woman took the envelope, but when she recognized the emblem on the letter, her eyes grew wide and her hands began to tremble. “Rosalie, what have you done?” “I took the liberty of making a folder out of all your drawings and sending it to the school you always wanted to go to. I didn't open it, but they would be idiots not to take you.”

Y/N pressed the black portfolio, which she was still clutching tightly, into Rosalie's hand and tore open the envelope at the same time. She hungrily took in each letter one by one. Then she lowered the letter and looked at Rosalie with wide eyes. “The School of Arts in Rome, wants me! I'm in!” Y/N jumped into Rosalie's arms. Rosalie hadn't expected it and fell into the snow with Y/N. Neither of them seemed to care though. Y/N hugged Rosalie a little tighter, “Thank you!” “For what?” “For never giving up on me!” “Never!”

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“I'm going to Rome!” Y/N shouted not a second later as she entered the Cullen house. The family, who had just gathered in the living room to discuss a trip, were all looking at each other in confusion. “What do you mean?” Bella got up from the couch, picked up the letter from her sister and read it. “I have to pack. Alice, Rosalie you'll help me, won't you?” Without waiting for an answer, Y/N ran up the stairs to her room. “How?” Bella looked around in confusion. “I sent in her drawings. It's time for Y/N to find her own way. Accept it or leave it. You can't stop it either way.” Rosalie turned away from Bella and walked up the stairs. Happy to see Y/N with life energy again.

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“Say what's on your mind, brother.” Caius was busy putting the last drawing pads on the tables in his classroom. “You're the one of us who hates humans the most and yet you've been teaching them art for a year, why?” Aro sat down in Caius' teacher's chair while Marcus simply stood at the window and looked out. Demetri, Afton, Felix and Chelsea stood at the front door, keeping watch, even though none of the humans that were about to come were a threat to their masters.

“First of all, there are new students today. I'm starting my first class of my own.” Caius placed the last block and straightened up to look at Aro. “Everyone has dealt with her disappearance differently brother. She has changed my view slightly. I honor her memory by sharing my knowledge of the art with others.”

Even after a year, every single Volturi found it hard to say Y/N's name and yet everyone had begun something to honor her, even if most didn't always show it. Aro nodded in understanding, stood up and clapped his hands. “We'll leave you to it then. Your students should be here any moment.” Caius nodded, but didn't really listen anymore. Marcus turned to Caius to say something to him too, but a knock interrupted him.

“Come in,” Caius called out, trying to put on his best smile. However, when the door opened, the smile fell from his face, while every Volturi present couldn't believe their eyes. Y/N clutched her folder tighter in her hand as she entered the room. She was unsettled as several pairs of eyes stared at her. “Sorry…” She cleared her throat, “Is this Professor Caius Volturi's class?”

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[acinematicworld]

☾ - the twilight saga: new moon (2009)

[twilightiscooldontchangemymind]

Liva and Sofia - two vampire ladies, who grew up in the same romanian village, centuries ago. Now they‘re in the crosshair of the Volturi. Aro might be interested in the ladies abilities. (I would ship them with my boys Demetri and Felix)

[equallyguilty]

𝒂𝒓𝒐 𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅

𝒇𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒚𝒎𝒆