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PROMISE

Chapter Six • Chapter Five Here •

Demetri Volturi x Fem!(cullen)Reader

Chapter Warnings : Google translated Italian, brief mention of traumatic events

The night passed with ease. Y/N had practically forgotten about her previous family, only being reminded when she went to play her music for Alec only to find her phone malfunctioning from the overwhelming amount of messages bombarding the technology.

The eye-roll gave her annoyance away quite quickly, the pre-teen boy hovering over her shoulder to see what had appeared on the strange device.

They sat comfortably on the floor of Alec's room - Y/N becoming scared of where was clear of Demetri's escapades after she mentioned it probably being safe to sit on the floor of his room and being given a suggestive smirk from Alec. Her back pressed against his maroon quilted couch whilst he sat on the comfortable material.

"Is that all off the Cullens ?"

The snarl off the girl gave him his answer.

"I want to read them."

Before she could react, Alec had snatched her device from her hands and started pressing buttons. She paused from her attempt to get it back to give him a betrayed look.

"You said you didn't know how to use one !"

Alec gave her a mischievous look, his signature smirk on his lips.

"I said that they are pathetic and that I don't own one, not that I can't use one - look at this ! 'My dearest Y/N-'"

The silver device was snatched back out of his hands, Y/N quickly slamming the top of it down and throwing it to the armchair on the other side of the room.

"It'll say if you read it, secmo [fool]!"

Alec killed his smirk as the girl gave a pouted look, shuffling across the sofa to make room for her, she just eyed the fabric cautiously.

"I promise I have not had sex on this couch, or anywhere in this room for that matter."

She gave him a side eye before dropping onto the quilted furniture, almost melting into the softness of the material.

"You never said how you left."

Y/N stared at the phone left on the armchair for a moment before turning to Alec, she kicked her shoes off onto the floor and pulled her legs up to lean against the back of the sofa, fixing her dress to make sure she wasn't flashing the clearly innocent boy - well... innocent in some ways.

"So we where moving to New York, I drove with Rose and Emmet because they're the only ones who trust me, or at least did, and when we where a few blocks from the new house I said I needed to get out to feed and that they should carry on to the house and I'd meet them there. Then I ran to the airport, fluttered my eyes at the security and got first-class to Pisa International."

"And you had no plan outside of that ?"

She gave a shrug, eyes meeting Alec's as he shifted a bit closer, relaxing into his side of the seat.

"I make stuff up as I go along, always have. It got me into tonnes of trouble when I was human."

"I can imagine."

The door of the Volturi guard's room suddenly swang open, nearly hitting the bookshelf sat half empty next to it. A panicked Jane ran in, words rushing together before she lifted her eyes.

"Alec ! The Cullen's gone missing ! The kings sent me to fetch her and Demetri's room- "

The blonde's speech slowed as she met her grinning brother's eyeline, a light wave being sent to her from the girl relaxed on the sofa.

"...is empty. Of course."

"Salve [hello] sister, I have found her."

"Shut up."

Her eyes darkened at her twin brother, Alec letting his chuckles out as Jane's eyes turned to Y/N, the new girl already slipping her trainers back on her feet and standing up to follow the annoyed twin.

"The kings have requested your presence in the library."

Y/N blinked for a second, turning back to Alec, who was now stood.

"There's a library ?!"

A sigh came from Jane. The girl holding her temples in irritation before looking to her younger brother.

"I thought you were taking her on the tour ?"

"I got distracted ?"

"I can't trust you with the simplest of tasks, clearly. Come on, Cullen."

Jane turned away from berating her brother, gesturing for Y/N to follow her. Just as the newest addition went to step forwards, she found her arm being linked again, a grinning Alec by her side.

"Y/L/N."

The trio strolled at human pace through the castle corridor, apparently the library was on the same floor as them. Jane walked ahead whilst Alec remained by Y/N's side with an ever muttering mouth, mostly about how annoying he thought his sister was.

Jane eventually paused in-front of a pair of large dark brown varnished doors, floral prints sculpted into the frame. She gestured for the golden eyed girl to enter alone, Alec dropping her arm with his light smirk.

As Y/N parted the door slightly, sneaking through the small gap, a cheerful voice called her name. She followed what was clearly Aro to a corner of bookcases and a large desk, plush chairs surrounding the space.

"Miss Y/N ! So lovely for you to join us."

"It's a pleasure sirs."

As directed, she took a seat on one of the chairs around the table, trying to chose one not too close it far from the kings as to be respectful.

"I heard that you've been with young Alec today."

"Oh, yes. He was giving me the tour."

"Of course."

The smirk on Aro's lips sent a shock of nerves through her body, taking his hand once he held it out over the table.

His eyes glazed over again, Y/N catching the ever so slightly amused look on Marcus' features, whilst Caius stayed looking constantly irritated.

Then Aro mentally reappeared in the room.

He gave a sudden laugh, his brother looking with confusion.

"What a wonderful way to prove of your gifts Miss Y/N, do inform my brothers, I'm sure they would love to hear."

She but her lip nervously, eyes dashing between the two other kings as they waited.

"Urm, I asked him to kneel ?"

She looked forward to see Aro waiting for more detail. She was quite confused, trying to figure out why he found it so amusing.

"In the hallway ?"

A light smirk made its way onto Caius' features, Marcus letting out a small hum which Y/N assumed was his way of laughter.

Aro spoke again.

"Brilliant ! Truely brilliant ! Now Miss Y/N, I have some questions about this human of Edward Cullen's."

The eye-roll came naturally at this point at the mention of Isabella, hands shooting over her face when she realised what she did, immediately starting her apologies.

"It is fine, do continue."

Caius spoke this time, a humor in his strict tone.

"Well I don't know much about her, I tried to keep my space after the first encounter. She just followed us around like a lost puppy, it was quite annoying. And her blood ! Man, it was putrid !"

"Her blood ?"

"That's why we left Forks. She had gotten a paper cut, and then fell into a mirror." Another eye-roll came, "Jasper had almost attacked her, I was out hunting at the time but I could smell it from outside the house. Then Edward deemed us all a danger to her," a scoff came from her mouth "even though I'd been staying for months that she was the danger to us ! Our existance ! Secrets are kept secret for a reason. I tried to make him see sense multiple time, the last few months had been nothing but arguments of course he kept just repeated 'la tua cantanae' I said 'well then turn her', he always refused, something about a sacredness of life. There was a massive fight at family games night about how Rose and I couldn't stand her, some things got brought up about my past fiancé and I hadn't talked to the majority of the Cullens since then. I realised our ideas no longer match up now that this human has come to their lives."

"Ah yes, Thomas ?"

Aro spoke first, remembering the memory for the other day of the blazing fight that had broken out.

"Yes, Tommy."

"He passed recently, did he not ?"

"Yes, I got sent the newspaper obituary by a friend in New Jersey a few days before Isabella appeared."

A sudden understanding came to Marcus, finally figuring why the girl's relationship lines where to confusing to understand.

"I apologise for your loss Miss Y/L/N, your relation lines show the deviation."

"He was human, it's what they do."

She tried to cover her grief with a shoulder shrug, looking down at the table slightly.

"He did some bad things to you Miss Y/N."

Y/N looked up at Aro's comment, venom pooling as her mind ran over the multiple beatings over minor incidents, minor faults.

"I acted out, he was putting me in my place."

She quickly added 'sir' to her responce, not wanting to seem rude to the powerful men.

Aro just changed the topic, obvious that the young girl had a fixed blur over the true horrors of the mobster's actions. There was no point in arguing them... yet. He would let her come to her own understanding over her years, she was still a child after all.

"You have a wonderful understanding of the importance of our rules."

"In my human life, it's what kept us alive. Secrets are there for a reason and so are orders. When people don't follow that, they get hurt."

People die. She wanted to add, holding it back as to not sound too morbid. Then again, the Volturi had most definitely dealt with more gore than that in their eternities.

Caius gave a hum, adjusting his position on the wooden framed chair to greet her eyes easier.

"For such a young mind, you have excellent understanding."

"Thank you, sir."

Aro waved a hand as it leant against the table, a questioning look to his crazed features.

"To my understanding, Carlisle is not aware to where you have disappeared ?"

"I didn't want them to be able to track me, they would try and take me back."

"And you do not want that ?"

"They hold a human they have known for less than a year in higher concern than me."

Caius just gave a nod at her response, a manic smile gracing his lips.

Marcus finally spoke up, only one question on his mind.

"And you are aware of your need to change your diet ?"

"Of course sir, Alec spoke about it with me earlier."

"You're willing to follow our diet Miss Y/L/N ?"

"Of course, it is the natural way."

She gave another nod.

The king carried on his light interrogation, simply wanting more understanding on the girl's own viewpoint.

"But you didn't follow it whilst with Carlisle ?"

"Carlisle called it inhumane, but he also called my gift that - I wouldn't have my gift if it was wrong."

Aro's ears piqued up, a scoff leaving his lips as her leant forwards again.

"He called such marvellous gifts inhumane ?"

Y/N have a nod, eyes filling with venom as she recounted the speeches from her adoptive father and brother on how her actions where wrong, evil even sometimes.

"He said I would be making people do things they didn't want to, that it was wrong to even practice it. Whenever I used it I would be berated, sir."

"Such insanity ! Do not threat Miss Y/N, your gift will be throughly appreciated here with the Volturi."

That brought a bright smile to the girl, eyes lighting up at the approval after decades of feeling like she needed to be ashamed of it.

"I have never tasted human blood before, but I'm sure I will get the hang of it quickly enough."

"That's wonderful to hear Miss Y/N. You may head back to Demetri's quarters if you wish, I do believe young Alec is waiting outside the doors for you."

She gave Aro a confused expression, head tilting back to look to the large floral doors. She turned back to the kings, giving them her thanks before making her way out of the library.

As Aro had mentioned, Alec was leant against the other side of the doorway, eager eyes waiting for his new friend's reappearance.

She quickly closed the door, Alec already by her side with linked arms and moving them back to his room.

"How did it go ?"

"Good, I think ?"

He gave her what she came to understand his 'happy smirk', rushing them back to his quarters and shutting the door behind them in a blur of vision.

"Can we read through the Cullen's messages now ?"

Chapter Seven

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Book!Demetri volturi x fem!reader

Summary: Demetri helps the reader through her tough mental day.

Warning: insecurities and kinda depression self doubt and reassurance

A/N: I’m very rusty and this isn’t spell checked.. in this fic it’s she/her pronouns. Book accurate Demetri!

Demetri was a lot of things, but she was his mate. His heart and his soul. The sunshine in his life that only exists because of her. She was the most important person to him. She changed his life for the better. Once a broken Casanova, turned lover boy. There was nothing in this world he would not do to protect his little human.

That’s why he hated days like this. The days where she didnt want to get out of bed. Days she felt hopeless and insecure. The days where he would lay with her in bed, letting her play with his long black hair because it made her feel better. “Demetri I-… You don’t have to stay…I’m fine.” She mumbled, feeling his silk strands between her fingers. Demetri lifted his head from the pillow, looking at her with those dark red eyes that she fell for. “Do you think I’m leaving? My darling…Just tell me what’s wrong..” he whispered stroking her cheek.

She sighed, looking away from his gaze. “Metri I-“ she began but the words got caught in her throat. He rubbed her back reassuring her she was okay. “I just… I hate myself… How I look…My..sadness. I just want to be pretty, I want to feel happy and I -… I want to be good enough for you.” She mumbled, the tears coating her eyes, the tears that bursted through the walls she tried to put up, the tears she could no longer hide. His unbeating heart broke hearing how she thought of herself. Demetri sat up, taking her soft face into his cold marble hands. “Darling… My sweet love. You are more than beautiful. Even if you don’t see it or believe it. You’re beautiful inside and out. There’s nothing wrong with you baby.” He whispered wiping the tears from her cheeks. “You are good enough for me. You make me feel alive again, you gave my life purpose y/n. And don’t even say you didn’t. You’re my heart and soul. I’ll always hold you when things go wrong… my love I’m right here.” He said softly as he kissed her head.

Y/n broke down crying into his chest. The way he was sincere about it, but her mind couldn’t believe it. It would always deceive her, even in the face of truth. “Dem I-“ she began to say but he shushed her softly, knowing what she would say next would be negative. “Baby you’re perfect.” He whispered, holding her all that much closer.

After awhile, her hand found itself back into his hair, delicately wrapping her fingers around the silk strands. She laid on his chest, while he rocked her so carefully, as if she was the most precious thing in this lifetime. And to him, she was.

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The Twilight Saga + Costumes

Felix's grey, black & golden coat in New Moon.

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The Twilight Saga + Costumes

Felix's grey suit in New Moon.

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We knew that Aro's army was moving against us. Soon we would face the dark gifts of Jane. And worse, the paralyzing vapor of her brother Alec who could rob you of sight, sound and touch.

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Felix × m! Reader × demetri 🤧💔

He could be trying on his mates cloaks and volturi uniforms while they're soaking in a hot spring or something

Happy pride 🫶🏻🏳️‍🌈 this is my first try at writing male reader. I hope you guys like it. It gets a bit hot here must be the weather lol ❤️

From the corner of his eye he noticed his mate eyeing his cloak. Demetri knew what he was wanting but his dear mate did not feel like asking yet. He nodded at Felix who was just soaking into the warm water. Felix smirked, leaning backwards to watch their mate as well. 

Both Demetri and Felix had taken off their cloaks and uniforms to bathe in the hot springs. Their mission was accomplished, their kings patiently waiting for their return; there was enough time to spend some moments with each other. Because it was night they knew no human would see them jumping into the water. The hot water was a stark contrast to their icy skin, Demetri and Felix wanted their new mate to experience it before they would return to Volterra.

Except he was not keen on jumping in. Instead he sat in the grass and stared at their clothing. 

“Do you think he will put them on if he thinks we aren’t looking?” Demetri whispered low enough. 

“Nah, too shy.” Felix grinned. 

They watched their man inch closer to their clothing. His fingers touched the fabric and they heard him gulp. For a moment they both had forgotten they were soaking in hot water, distracted by whether he would or would not put on their cloaks. 

“He is going to put on yours”, Felix snorted. “Must be because you are tiny.” 

“Tiny?” Demetri protested. “I am 6 feet 3. He is tiny!” 

“I am joking, oh what if he was as tiny as little Jane?” 

“Well,” Demetri was about to argue but he shushed Felix as he saw their mate had finally gathered enough courage to try something. 

They watched him take off his light grey uniform and slowly he put on Demetri’s uniform. The dark grey uniform from Demetri was large for the man as he was only 5 feet 8.  But they both noticed he looked happy as he closed the buttons and moved around a bit. 

Felix couldn’t help himself but quickly get out of the water to get to him. Demetri had to chuckle when their dear was visibly shocked at Felix suddenly standing naked in front of him. He started stammering, apologizing for touching their clothes. 

“Calm down, little one,” Felix cupped his cheek. “You look good in it.” 

“I do?” He whispered. 

“Perhaps I need to ask the new secretary to order such a uniform for you as well,” Demetri joined, eyeing him up. He smirked when his mate gulped as he looked down Demetri’s body. 

Felix had let go of the man’s cheek to grab his cloak. “Now put on my cloak and then you wear something from both of us,” he threw the cloak at his mate. 

He started giggling, making both Felix and Demetri smile. Putting on the cloak he gave it a twirl. 

“Looks good,” Felix couldn’t help but stare. His eyes grew dark at as he watched him. 

Demetri stepped closer, “dear?” 

His mate looked up, “yes?”

He cupped his cheeks, making him gasp again. “Are you aware you are making us want to devour you alive?” 

The noises his mate let out made Demetri more excited, “permission to kiss you?”

The tiny shy “yes” was enough for Demetri to kiss him. He pushed himself entirely against his mate, making him walk backwards until his back hit Felix’s chest. 

Perhaps their moment of spending some time together would take a bit longer before they would return to Volterra.

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The Retrieval (Demetri Volturi)

WARNING: THIS IS DARK. TWs DO APPLY. CHILDEATH. MISCARRIAGE. STILLBORN DEATH. KIDNAPPING. HOSTAGE SITUATION. FORCED PREGNANCY SITUATIONS.

Aro's desire to be all knowing and powerful held no bounds. It had been two hundred years since the Volturi's discovery of Renesmee. Two hundred years since the obsession of hybrids began. He was trying to collect as much knowledge as possible.

Here and there, someone who seemed fertile and able to carry was taken from the tours to be held in the dungeons. Then they were the guards' choices. Though Aro was encouraging of this, he had conditions. The first being don't damage the human carriers. The second being done cause any distress or harm that will disruption the carriers ability to carry to term. The third, charm the carrier. The less trauma, the better.

Lastly, one at a time. Meaning if one guard was to change carriers. It was all to be kept track of so they knew which the offspring belonged to. It'd make any decent person squirm. Even the guards themselves if they weren’t too desensitised to humans. Impregnating the food was never an idea any species enjoyed after all.

Demetri was the best at it due to his escapades whilst others were less practiced and often caused harm or even death. He made it easier for the current times whilst the Volturi looked into other methods. Demetri didn't think of them as carriers. Rather, he considered them as forgettable flings. Demetri had the record for offspring. His recorded number of offspring being twenty-eight. Although making the hybrids was the easy part. Raising them was the difficult part. Not because of the tantrums or need for constant attention. It took a toll. Demetri, by nature, developed an attachment to his offspring each time and when tragedy struck, he felt the loss.

Majority of his children lost the genetic lottery. Their lifespans were affected and immortality wasn't guaranteed. The shortest being ten years. That child had been one of the earlier offspring to date. He stopped growing at the physicality of fourteen but one day Demetri noticed his heart didn't beat the same as it did before. One by one Demetri endured his sons organs packing in. By the time the boy passed, they tried to actually find what had happened to him. He was one of the phew where they did some level of autopsy. Bizarrely the boys organs had aged faster than his very appearance. A teenager with the organs of a well lived elder. Some got human lifespans which hurt just the same when they were gone. Then there were those who had to be eliminated. Those who were a huge liability. None of them were very easy to endure. Although a particular pattern emerged. Girls were a rarity and none had survived for various reasons, some unexplainable. It had the Volturi wondering if it was something in Demetri's bloodline yet he couldn't remember to really confirm or deny anything.

As time went on, he tried not to become attached to his children at all. Expecting to lose each one of them, which he did until luck was on his side. Ares, Sebastian And Helios showed promise when they were born. Several decades apart yet they were healthy and going strong.

Ares, the eldest living child, was twenty years old but physically looked fourteen. He had stopped growing for a few years but seemed to be starting to grow again. Demetri regularly listened to his heart and monitored him to ensure he was alright. He was considered the big brother that the other children were to follow. The second in command under Demetri himself. The children almost had a hierarchy on Demetri's perceived value of them.

Sebastian was twelve years old but was mentally around ten. He was the mediator and more eager to learn. His admiration for his father only another peg in his father's favour. Demetri wasn't as concerned about Sebastian's wellbeing as he was Ares, only because Demetri felt he had some time yet. Though there was no doubt by the time he was twenty or if something had changed in his health that Demetri would be monitoring him too.

Helios was the youngest. He looked and acted like it too. The rare occurrence that development and mental age matched. However he had inherited much more vampire traits than his living brothers. It concerned him, Helios just barely getting out of trouble. Had Helios had no respect for the laws and secrecy of vampire kind, he'd have met his fate much sooner. He was quite the hotheaded trouble maker, often getting disciplined by Demetri. His behaviour was a consistent and constant problem for his violent tendencies, anger issues and hyperactivity that made him aggressive.

All three boys had shown high probability of an immortals life span. Those were the children who he was willing to give most of his time.

Demetri was alerted of the fatality of a carrier and offspring. As he always did, he went to see the child. Another girl. He was saddened by what could have been as he was for every child but the loss didn't surprise him anymore. As he delicately stroked the baby's head, a guard spoke up. “Do you know what happened to the carrier called Angela?” He paused. “No. This carrier is named Lily.” Demetri said. The guard paused. “Angela is left blank. We don't have an Angela and…it's dated seven years ago.” That made Demetri stop altogether, still cradling the baby. “One of mine?” He asked. “Yes, there was two that year. One didn't make it, one was-” “The year one was eliminated?” Demetri asked and the guard nodded. “There's one unaccounted for.” The guard frowned. Demetri thought for a moment. “Leave it with me. Let me send off this little one first.” When the guard left Demetri looked down and kissed the baby's head. “I'm sorry, sweetheart.”

That night, Demetri sat in his armchair thinking about the unaccounted for carrier. He remembered the third but he couldn't remember what had happened to them or the offspring. He had checked the record. The name was there and that the carrier was due. He was certain that the situation with the eliminated offspring had showed the memory of the second carrier. Yet he couldn't remember anything about the carrier after that day.

A thought occurred to him. A thought that made him stiffen in his armchair. If this ‘Angela’ was unaccounted for then it's a chance she wasn't dead and she certainly wasn't in this castle. That meant someone disappeared right under the Volturi's notice.

He focused on his memories of Angela. Even if it was rather difficult to track someone he could barely recall. Although…it wasn't impossible. After a few minutes of concentration, he picked up a tenor and his stomach would have dropped. That was something he hadn't wanted because if he could track her, it meant she was still alive. Still alive…and not in the castle. Unaccounted for. He practically dived off the armchair, storming out of the room.

Demetri told Aro, Marcus and Caius that he and Felix would handle it immediately and took the three boys with him. All three having proven they were good at being sneaky back ups. The instructions were clear. It didn't matter how Angela escaped. If the child was still alive and Angela didn't hand the child over then she was to be eliminated. He tracked her to Norway and was faced with an isolated house that looked rather old.

The house itself, though rather spacious, was completely square and bleak looking. A complete lack of imagination on the architecture. This house was built purely on function and nothing more. Brown bricks, brown windows and a charcoal grey simple roof. It gave the impression that the house, submerged by the surrounding forest, had been lost to time. Perhaps due to the upkeep… if there was one.

Demetri's attention was grabbed by a woman coming out from the front of the house and toward them around the back. He remembered Angela much clearer upon seeing her. She had been changed. Somehow. That implied she had gotten some help. However, there was little time to think about that as Demetri saw a little girl clinging to Angela's side. She looked about physically six years old. However He was too busy being stunned at the most obvious thing of the child's appearance.

“A girl.” He said quietly to himself, his gaze softening momentarily. His first girl. A girl that had survived. Finally. The first girl in two hundred years. He wanted to ask how the girl survived. It took priority in his head over anything else. He didn't even care how they escaped at that point. Only that he had a daughter. A living daughter.

It was clear the poor child was terrified. No doubt Angela had taught her to fear Demetri. He wasn't overly pleased by that, though not surprised. Though it wasn't too big of a problem. He believed every child should fear their parent to an extent. Though never so much that said parent couldn't be trusted. That was the goal with every child he fathered. Each one would learn to trust him. Even if they were intimidated by his stern demeanor. Every one of his children learned it. Even Helios. He learned that he could cause the trouble should he wish it. He'd simply expect the consequences swiftly after but above all, Demetri was the boss. No ifs, ands or buts. The same went for this girl. She could fear him, she could question his intentions, she could scream and cry but what she wouldn't do was try to override his authority.

However, if there was one thing that caused him great concern was Angela herself. The carriers never survived the birth. So the one main parent was Demetri. The children did not have enough memories to really bond with the carriers. From the second they were born, the children were removed from the dungeons and he swooped in for that integral time ensuring they bonded to him. By the time they were bonded to him as their father, he could let go and ultimately they'd be cared for by others but he'd still check in. Therefore all of his prior children had only bonded with him. This girl hadn't bonded with him at all in her entirely life and had grown dependent on the carrier who was alive. That was a big complication. Therefore the carrier wasn't a carrier anymore. The carrier had become a mother.

Finally Demetri spoke. “I should have known you'd be the one to cause trouble. You always were the stubborn one.” “How can you be so sure? You seemed too occupied to keep up with the likes of us.” Angela replied coldly. “I'd be very careful how you speak to me, surrogate.” He spat. “You've caused a very big problem for the Volturi and my own daughter.” Angela jutted out her jaw in defiance but couldn't ignore her instincts warning her of the danger to come. “My daughter is no concern or business of yours. She's perfectly safe with me. Where she belongs.” She tried to force any fear from her voice but failed tremendously. She knew her wording was dangerous, having dared to denounce Demetri as her daughter's father.

Without warning, he stormed towards Angela. “You dare speak those words to me!?” He hissed. “You think I'll allow this? You believe I'll simply walk away from this?” His glare pierced her very soul. An anger unlocked that could make the forest shake. The very foundation of the world crack. “I will not rest until that girl is with me where she belongs. That is where she should be. That was the very reason you got to live as long as you did, you ungrateful wench!” Angela knew he had the experience to overpower her. She was in the latter years of her newborn status and year by year was losing that newborn strength. He had the intelligence over her too. She blurted out a response in panic that did her no favours as she fought for control over the situation. “I've told her everything about you. She knows what you've done.” She said coldly, her head held high. Demetri seemed to search her expression. His anger bubbled just under the skin. “Is that so?” He asked lowly but by no means less angry. His hand gripped her jaw tightly. “All the more reason to take her since you fill her head with things she shouldn't hear at her age.” He ground out.

That seemed to spook the little girl and she sprinted off back towards the house “Madison!” Angela cried out but Demetri kept a firm grip on her, his eyes darting towards the fleeing girl momentarily before his gaze returned to Angela. “You've done your purpose, surrogate. I'll take it from here.” “I'll die before I let you take her.” Angela gritted out. “Then die.” He said in disgust and before she could stop him, his other hand grabbed the back of her head and twisted. With a sickening crunch, her head came off.

Helios giggled and nudged the head lightly with his foot. “Ares. You come with me, we'll take care of this.” He then turned to the younger two boys. Before eyeing the house. “Get her.” He ordered. Helios giggled again, this time with excitement. Tasks like these were like playtime to ensure the hybrids would be excellent hunters. The two boys nodded and sprinted to the house.

Madison knew she only had mere minutes but she had the house to her advantage as she knew it. However she didn't realise that in this circumstance that wouldn't be enough. She especially didn't have the ability to hide her fear and her fear had well and truly overwhelmed her by the time the two boys had entered. Madison looked up at them through narrow gaps in the floorboards trying to be quiet but her sniffles didn't help matters.

Sebastian looked around with much more thought than Helios did. Helios wanted to tear the place apart, make a mess using the hunt for his younger sister as an excuse. He was famous for that in the Volturi. He justified his trouble with reasons for doing so, even if they lacked logic. Sebastian kept a tight grip on Helios’s wrist so he didn't go anywhere. “Do you hear that?” Sebastian asked lowly. “I don't hear nothin’!” Helios said loudly and Sebastian shushed him. “That's because you're not listening, idiota! Listen! Usa le orecchie!” Helios huffed and stayed quiet. That's when they heard whimpering sobs. “Okay maybe I hear that.” Helios huffed. He peeked under the couch. “Nothin’.” “If father hears you cutting off your words early, he'll be annoyed.” Sebastian said. “No one likes a snitch.” Helios chided. Sebastian ignored him walking around the living room. “It's coming from the floor.” He halted. “Non va bene.”

Minutes later, Demetri and Ares returned. “Well?” Demetri turned to Sebastian and Helios. “We found her. She's under the floorboards.” Sebatian said. That was something Demetri didn't expect. He heard the crying and noticed something the two boys hadn't. To the left of the room were three misplaced floorboards. A small child could get in, but no one else could.

Demetri looked at Helios. “Go in there and get here. Helios giggled again, already excited for the curious game of hunt. He already imagined what he could do to get to the girl. Demetri noticed and grabbed Helios’s arm and glared at him. “She isn't to be harmed.” That dampened Helios excitement some. Demetri continued. “Bring her to me, unharmed.”

Helios scrambled towards the hole and dropped in with no fear. The chase was on and sure enough he heard the scuffling of two children beneath him. That's when Demetri heard his daughter scream in fear of Helios. She now realised that Demetri had sent him in to retrieve her. He heard the two crawling and tried to follow them from above. “Don't be frightened, sweet girl. You'll be alright.” Demetri said loudly but went ignored by the girl. Suddenly, he heard Helios yelp and whine in pain and aggravated. His eyes widened. Sebastian moved to his side. “Father, I'd be able to fit in but I wouldn't be able to get out again, I think.” Demetri nodded. “Go in, I'll get you out again through a different way.” Sebatian nodded and headed to the hole. It was definitely a tight squeeze but he could do it.

Demetri heard shuffling and Sebastian spoke up. “Are you okay? Go back up. I'll get her. Father will check your face.” Demetri felt a burning rage and concern to hear his son must have been injured. “Helios!” Demetri called and moved towards the hole where Helios was looking up at him. He had covered his noise and mouth. “She kicked me!” It came out muffled but Demetri hauled him up and out of the hole by the arms. “Let me see, darling.” Demetri muttered as he inspected his sons nose and mouth for any injury. His son didn't seem injured but got a good bop to the face. He felt relief and rubbed his sons shoulders.

Demetri was distracted suddenly by a snarl, yelp and scream. “I've got her!” Sebastian yelled. Demetri moved back towards where he heard his children. His daughter was clearly terrified. “Quit squirming!” Sebastian yelled. Demetri moved to where he heard them directly below him on the floor. Suddenly Sebastian screamed in pain. “Get off! Get off! Help! She's biting me!”

Demetri lunged forward and tore at the floorboards that came away with ease. “Stop it!” Demetri demanded as he caught sight of Sebastian squeezing the girl as her jaw was clamped on his shoulder. “Get her off!” Sebastian shrieked. Helios, the violence fanatic, looked around Demetri. “Punch her in the head!” “No!” Demetri growled. “You bring her to me. She is not to be harmed!” Demetri reached in and noticed how small she was. He was thankful he hadn't given any of his sons an opportunity to hurt her. He highly doubted she'd not be severely injured. “Take her! Take her!” Sebastian cried as Demetri pried the girl from Sebastian and straightened to a stand. Madison kicked and screamed, trying to get away.

“Be still.” Demetri gritted out sternly. “You won't win this fight. You're coming home with me.” He angled her head to the side of his shoulder, holding her there by the back of her head and carrying the rest of her weight with the other. “Boys, we're going.” He said briskly.

Madison screamed and cried for her mother. That sent a pang into Demetri's chest and tried to console the girl. “Hush now.” He said soothingly low into her ear. She felt the rumble in his chest as he spoke. “You're safe, sweetheart. I'm your father and I'm going to take you home.” He kissed her hair. He forced away his anger that she'd be left with the confusion and fear. She didn't know her father or her brothers, she didn't know the castle she was supposed to grow up in. He had a good feeling about his daughter too. She seemed to be aging like her brothers but not quite catching up. He listened to her heartbeat. Quick with terror but strong. Very strong. This was a healthy child. He was confident she'd last like his three sons would. She had to. “I'm not going to miss one more second of you, sweetheart.”

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Charlie Bewley as Stanton in Renegades

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Katherine Mansfield, from a letter to Dorothy Brett featured in The Letters & Journals of Katherine Mansfield

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A gentle caress..

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How do you think Demetri and Felix would react to finding out their mate (who is a newborn vamp that was turned by the Cullens) has only been fed animal blood and is scared of drinking human blood because they told her it was bad?

Felix

You... Never drank human blood? Felix is astonished. What type of education did you received?! You're already a cute little thing (compared to him) why make you weak? Felix is pissed at the Cullens for teaching you such silly things. He's a bit rough at first (locking a man in the dungeon for you to feed from wasn't his best idea), but eventually he is getting better at handling this issue. When you finally feed from a human without feeling bad about it, he is overjoyed and is gonna spoil you to celebrate this victory.

Demetri

When Demetri found you, he knew that being turned by the Cullens meant your education has been... Peculiar. He also know that for you to grow stronger, you need to go back to a normal vampire diet. He's gonna take his time with you, taking baby steps for you to get used to it, celebrating every little win. When finally you aren't feeling bad about drinking human blood anymore, Demetri's gonna go hunt with you regularly as little dates, to be sure you never forget that this is how things are supposed to be.

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why are concert outfits SO STRESSFUL

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spooning except he is finger fucking you with one hand and covering your mouth with the other

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Vladimir Mayakovsky, from a letter featured in "Love in the Heart of Everything; The Correspondence between Vladimir Mayakovsky & Lili Brik, 1915-1930,"

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ZombieBoy

Alec Volturi x fem reader

Warnings: Mentions of smut, bondage, blood play

A/N: I could of easily given Felix this song since this song is literally the one song I'm inhaling day and night but when I thought it through it was giving Alec vibes. This song was basically inbended into this, if you see the lyrics and compare it to this you see I was heavily inspired by it.

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Is he even aware that he is…alive? The way he moves is almost inhuman, he physically has to make himself move like a human. But he moves with such elegance in a way, it's as if he's inviting me to come to him. His stare cold as his presence, while his eyes looked tired as if he's been around for so long. There might not be actual bags under his eyes but he looks drained. Is he actually human? 

The way he closes into me makes me catch a glimpse of a hidden side, maybe a beast, but how would a beast know how to make me feel such intense pleasure? My hands would be tied above my head as he roamed over my skin, his hands running through every curve of my body, adding just enough pressure to give me little electrical pulses to course through my body. And I just helplessly stand in the nude before him, treating me as if I'm a silver platter. He looks deep into my eyes as he licks from my hip up to my chest in one lick. It makes me squeeze my thighs together at the sight of his intense eye contact, he looks like he's mad but that certain twinkle he has in his red eyes says otherwise.

When he crawls to me on the bed, he's like a predator and I'm his prey. He always has an animalistic smirk on his full lips, the same lips that devours me every night. He’s like an animal when he kisses me, full of hunger, full of thirst, full of desperation to have me in any way possible. One could even say he could despise me with how he manhandles me with roughness but the endless love bites he leaves all over my body say otherwise. They always last long, they could easily pass as some disease with how I am covered in them. It seems each time we have our encounters he makes it his mission to leave new ones.  

His bites are unique, his canines are the ones more prominent than his other perfect teeth. And when he flashes me his predatory like smile, he makes sure to show his sharpest. He would tell me how I'm his first in being so intimate with and how he has never had this type of desire to be with anyone. I find that hard to believe with the way he can give me a glance and I'm already set to go on my knees for him without hesitation. He has to have some type of experience before me. He has me captivated, has me tied to him, body, mind, and soul. I'm his as he is mine.

And when that night came where he reveals his true self, I am flattered to think I, a lone human, could be his type. I can be the one he wants to come to everynight, be the one he lusts over. With just that night, he is not off before the sun rises, instead he lays by me, the sun kissing his bare chest. Not much is said in those mornings when he stays but just knowing he is there as I open my eyes makes me feel assured.

“Am I yours?”. I asked as I looked into his red eyes, the same eyes that got brighter as he drinked from my neck the night before.

“Of course”. He said without hesitation.

Diary entry #77:

“I can't see straight

And my hands are tied

I could be your type

From your zombie bite”  Zombieboy by Lady Gaga