#Kate twilight

[xostrawberrymlk]

hear me out……… a very young Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet as Carlisle and Esme, or Garrett and Kate or……….. Dr McDreamy and Addison Shepherd 😭

[denalilily]

Breaking Dawn - Part 2 (2012)

[leahsflwer]

Twilight - Them finding you crying 🌧️ pt. 3

Warnings: Mentions of $uicidal thoughts, depression, insecurities, angst topics, fluff

Twilight characters x Y/N (Your/Name)

Go read part 1 and part 2!!!! GO GO haha

Victoria -

She would watch you and Riley argue and just stay entertained until he slapped you. An anger building up inside her and pinning Riley to the wall, threatening him. Afterwards she came to you and cupped your face looking at every detail to see if she can see how bad the smack was. Smiling at you and letting you know that Riley won’t be coming near you with such disrespect.

Marcus -

His abilities allowed him to see mates and he knew you were his, but would wait until you fell for him. But knowing you were his mate made him protective. When Caius was blaming you for letting a human free, he could feel your anger, none of the others believed you and that shot a pain throughout you, he noticed it and shook his head, telling everyone you were with him that night so you couldn’t have done such a thing, even if you weren’t actually with him that night. He needed you to not cry in front of everyone, it hurt him. Later on when you asked him about it he just sat with you and let you play with his hair as he spoke.

~”I don’t know where you were last night. But I couldn’t have you standing there with that painful expression. I want to make sure you’re safe at all times”

Seth -

You came to him. He was with the boys out in the woods playing around when Jacob pointed you out. He immediately ran over to you and pulled you into a hug, spinning you around lightly, but when he put you down to see you crying he froze up. He was quick to wipe the tears and kiss your cheeks, letting you know that he’s there for you and will listen if you wish to speak. Once you told him what was on your mind he kissed you hands and pulled you into a more soft and warm hug, whispering slight praises to calm your mind down.

Kate -

She had been out hunting and came back, into the kitchen washing some blood off her mouth by the sink, that’s when she heard the sniffles from in front of her, you sat on top of the kitchen bench, staring out the window with tears just casually rolling down your cheeks. She felt bad and dried her hands and face. Coming over to you and asking what’s up. Putting on her lip gloss while listening, only to boop a bit on your nose with a little giggle. Trying to make you smile, which she accomplished.

Vladimir -

When he spotted you sniffling and looking up at the night sky before the fight with Volturi he sighed out of annoyance for becoming soft for someone. But came over to you and smiled, kissing your tears away, getting shocked by you suddenly laying your head on his chest and crying. He was hesitant but eventually patted your back and when you calmed down he pulled you back to the camp fire and let you sit on his lap to feel safe and protected.

Tanya -

She spotted you run outside having what one could call a panic attack. She was worried and didn’t know what to do when she followed you. Tanya gently made you look at her and take deep breaths. Reminding you to keep your eyes on hers and not look away. Being patient with you as you slowly calmed yourself down. She gave you the sweetest smile and kissed your forehead, letting you just stare into her eyes.

Carmen -

You were both out in the snow by her home and as she looked down in the silence between you both, spotting little water drops falling into the snow. She looked at you instantly and felt worried. Panicking almost. She took her fur coat off and wrapped it around your body, kissing all over your face.

~”Tell me Princess. What’s the matter? What’s hurting you so badly?”

Angela -

You came by her house to help with studying as she was very intelligent compared to most students. It made you stressed that you couldn’t get it but didn’t notice until she asked if something was wrong. That question had you breaking down on her bed. She hurried over and hugged you. Soon it just ended up with you both cuddling and her playing with your hair and making sure you sleep peacefully.

Eric -

He was crying at the same time as you, you were both emotional at the cute couple dating in one others arms in the film. He thought he was the only one being an emotional puppy until he heard your little sniffles. Eric was a bit taken back but smiled and let you lay you head on his shoulder as he kept his hand on your waist. Both of you enjoying the movie and his always checking that you’re alright.

[rosaalee]

Kate portrayed by Tabrett Bethell

[dailyflicks]

BRIDGERTON — 2.05: An Unthinkable Fate (2022) TWILIGHT — 2008, dir. Catherine Hardwicke

[cece693]

Not Going to Change, Honey

pairing: carlisle cullen x male reader tags: evil reader, he doesn't really have morals tbh, Carlisle is your mate, rocky relationship, unresolved conflict, part 2 if people want it

For all the centuries Carlisle Cullen had roamed the earth, he had never encountered anyone quite like you. He had seen grandeur in architecture, brilliance in art, and compassion in the tender eyes of mortals. But when he first laid eyes on you—one of the Volturi’s most lethal guards—he was utterly unprepared for the impact you would have on him.

Carlisle’s initial impression was one of quiet awe. You stood poised in the grand reception hall of the Volturi fortress, clad in the distinctive blood-red cloak that symbolized your allegiance to Aro. Long, elegant lines formed your silhouette—every inch of you exuded a kind of potent, dangerous allure that was hard to ignore. Perhaps it was the severe cut of your jaw or the dark gleam in your eyes that made Carlisle’s breath catch. But despite the warning prickle of tension in the air, there was something undeniably captivating in your presence.

“I presume you are the esteemed Dr. Cullen,” you said smoothly, voice as cold and refined as the marble walls around you.

Carlisle inclined his head, forcing himself to maintain calm even though his chest felt inexplicably tight. “Yes. Carlisle Cullen,” he replied politely. “I recently arrived at Aro’s invitation.”

You surveyed him with an intensity that made him feel as though every thought he had was laid bare. Carlisle found his gaze lingering on the sharp contour of your cheeks and the elegant line of your mouth. There was a deadly grace about you, but more than that, a magnetic pull he couldn’t explain.

“Word of your…unique lifestyle precedes you,” you remarked, a slight edge of amusement curling your lips. “I suppose you’ll find Volterra quite different from your usual endeavors.”

Carlisle almost smiled in return. “I suspect I will,” he said quietly. Then he glanced around, torn between fascination and a subtle dread of the Volturi’s rigorous methods. “Though I’m eager to see what the Volturi’s world is truly like.”

You nodded curtly, turning on your heel to guide him deeper into the fortress. The moment you moved, Carlisle found himself transfixed by the fluidity of your steps, by the swish of your cloak. He wondered if you realized how captivating you were, or if cruelty and power were all you cared to claim as your own.

As time slipped by in Volterra, Carlisle discovered the Volturi’s customs and tactics were indeed difficult to reconcile with his beliefs. Yet, even amid that discord, he found himself drawn to you. You were everything Carlisle was not: ruthless, unwavering in your loyalty to Aro, and wholly accepting of a vampire’s predator nature. And yet, it was your contradictions that made you all the more alluring.

Carlisle had never believed in the concept of “opposites attract” until he crossed paths with you in the fortress library. He had been reading an antique medical text by the pale light of an ornate lamp, trying to distract himself from the day’s unsettling events, when he heard the soft echo of footsteps.

“Does Cullen also dabble in the history of human medicine?” you teased as you approached, a crimson sash draped diagonally across your chest. Your posture was perfect, your head held high.

Carlisle looked up, the faintest warmth creeping into his golden eyes. “I’ve devoted my life to saving humans. It’s…a passion.” He paused, watching as you took a seat across from him, uninvited and unbothered. “I’m surprised to see you here. I didn’t realize you had an interest in medicine.”

Your lips curved into a small, wry smile. “I don’t. But I was curious to see what keeps you tucked away in this dusty library night after night.”

Something about your directness made Carlisle’s throat tighten. He shut the old tome carefully, inhaling the scent of aged paper. “And now that you’ve seen me, what do you think?”

Leaning forward, you regarded him thoughtfully, your crimson eyes lingering on the gentle lines of his face. Your gaze was unsettling, piercing, but Carlisle found it shockingly intimate. “I think you’re a man out of place—yet you keep striving to adapt. There’s something admirable about that.” Then your smile vanished. “But I also think you’re naive to believe you can find any goodness here.”

Carlisle’s lips parted slightly. “There must be some measure of order, of morality, if the Volturi have kept the vampire world hidden so efficiently for so long. It can’t be all cruelty.”

“Morality?” You laughed under your breath, a low and dangerous sound. “Is that what you think you’ll find among us?” You shook your head, your eyes glinting. “Aro is cunning; Caius is cruel. Marcus is…numb. Morality is a tool, wielded only when convenient.”

And yet, as you spoke, Carlisle couldn’t help but notice how the lamplight highlighted the sculpted angle of your cheekbone, the richness of your voice, the slender cords of muscle in your neck as you half-turned away. He felt drawn to you, as though in another life, you might have fit in the place he dreamed of—somewhere far gentler.

As the weeks passed, Carlisle had more and more reason to question the Volturi’s practices. He witnessed the methodical punishments, the harsh interrogations, and the unwavering loyalty demanded of each guard. And yet, in quiet moments, he also witnessed small kindnesses from you—fleeting but unmistakably real.

Once, in a secluded corridor, he caught you covertly offering a sympathetic word to a newly turned vampire, shaken and afraid. You hid it behind a stern command, but Carlisle recognized the concern flickering in your eyes. Another time, you saved a mortal servant from the wrath of another guard who had lost control. Though you claimed it was only for efficiency’s sake, Carlisle saw the truth. You possessed a depth of compassion you refused to acknowledge.

You confronted Carlisle one evening by the window of the fortress’s grand hall, where silvery moonlight reflected on the polished floor. He was staring out into the silent streets of Volterra, hands clasped behind his back.

“What are you really looking for, Carlisle?” you asked, voice hushed yet insistent.

“I’m not sure,” He answered honestly. “Perhaps reassurance that I made the right choice coming here—or proof that I should leave.”

You lifted your chin, a scoff escaping your lips. “If you despise our methods so much, why stay?”

Carlisle’s gaze drifted to your face, gentling as he took in the faint lines of tension on your brow. “Because I’d hoped to find something good here—someone I could help redeem. And I…” He swallowed, voice trembling with emotion. “I’d hoped you might join me in that.”

You stared at him for a moment, your expression unreadable. Then, to his surprise, you raised a pale hand to brush an errant lock of hair back from his temple. The touch was achingly gentle, contradictory to your reputation for merciless skill in battle.

“Why waste your compassion on me?” you whispered, red eyes flickering.

Carlisle felt his throat tighten at the quiet vulnerability in your question. “It isn’t a waste,” he murmured, turning his head just enough to press into your hand. “I see your strength, your elegance, and beneath it all, a heart that still cares.”

Your lips parted slightly in a faint expression of surprise, but you hardened your gaze, retracting your hand as though burned. “Don’t romanticize me, Carlisle. You’ll only be disappointed.”

Yet, despite your dismissive words, Carlisle could see the faint quiver of your jaw—proof that not everything in you was made of stone.

Carlisle wanted to stay with you—see the connection between you blossom into that of mates—but as time went on, his resolve to leave the Volturi grew stronger. He couldn’t reconcile his moral code with the violence he saw. The tipping point came when he witnessed an unjust execution—one Aro insisted was necessary to maintain secrecy. Carlisle found himself unable to stand by as a life, no matter how tainted, was extinguished without mercy.

He sought you out in the ancient corridor lit by flickering torches. Stone arches framed you like an immortal sculpture, and for a moment, Carlisle’s heart clenched at how beautiful you appeared—like a painting come to life.

“I’m leaving,” he said softly but firmly, stepping closer than he ever had before. “I can’t stay here and watch this cruelty. It goes against everything I believe.”

Your expression hardened, but your eyes betrayed a flash of pain. “So, that’s it?” you asked, voice low. “You leave because reality offends your delicate conscience?”

Carlisle exhaled shakily. “It’s not about being offended. It’s about upholding the sanctity of life. You know that’s my creed.”

You swallowed, the torchlight catching in your hair, illuminating your features in deep shadow and warm highlights. Carlisle’s gaze flickered over your face, taking in every detail—every elegant line, every subtle contour he had come to find so enthralling.

“I already asked you before,” Carlisle continued, breath trembling. “but please come with me. Whatever bond is between us—whatever this is—I can’t bear the thought of leaving it behind.”

He reached out, gently brushing his fingertips along your jaw. The featherlight contact sent a tremor through both of you. For a moment, you closed your eyes as if steeling yourself against an onslaught of emotion.

“Carlisle,” you murmured, the single syllable loaded with longing and heartbreak. Then your eyes opened, scarlet irises locking onto his golden ones. “I cannot follow you. Aro trusts me. I have earned my place here through centuries of service.”

Carlisle’s lips parted, and his chest constricted painfully. “But what about your happiness? Don’t you see there’s more to life than this endless cycle of violence?”

Your jaw tightened. “This is my world. My choice. I’m not like you. I can’t pretend that moral codes and hopeful ideals will keep me safe.” You lowered your gaze. “You have to go. If you stay, you’ll be broken—one way or another.”

Something inside Carlisle cracked, the pain resonating through every fiber of his immortal body. “So that’s it?” he asked, voice faltering. “You choose them over—”

“I’m sorry,” you interrupted, your voice trembling at the edges. “But you have to leave. Now.”

In a final desperate moment, Carlisle pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, lingering just long enough to feel the slight chill of your skin. You stood perfectly still, your eyes sliding shut in silent torment. Then he stepped back, letting the cold air slip between you as though forming an invisible wall.

You remained where he left you, the slow hush of your unneeded breath the only movement. It took several minutes before you opened your eyes, composure already brittle. You touched the spot on your forehead where his lips had lingered, an ache you couldn’t name thudding in your chest. You had chosen your duty over love—and it stung in a way you hadn’t anticipated.

Carlisle eventually found a new life far from Volterra, building a family and fostering the ideals he cherished. Yet in the quiet hours of predawn, when his coven was at rest and the world was still, he thought of you. He recalled the elegantly carved lines of your face, your unwavering stare, and the fleeting softness you revealed only to him.

No matter the distance, no matter how many centuries stretched between him and that fortress of stone, you lingered in Carlisle’s thoughts—an unhealed wound and a cherished secret. He imagined a time you might leave the Volturi’s shadows behind, stepping into the light he so desperately wanted to share with you. Until that day, he carried the memory of your touch and the haunting depth of your eyes. For in the darkest corners of his heart, he still believed you were worthy of love—and that one day, you might finally believe it too.

[judenostopwaitkeepgoing]

Your Villain Buys You Lingerie! 🌸

18+ MDNI | Suggestive Content | EN-released!Villains x Fem!Reader

CW: suggestive content, some mentions of power imbalances, some villains' descriptions are fluff-adjacent hehe

AN: These are the kinds of lingerie/sexy outfits that I think the villains would buy you! Enjoy! These fictional men are a problem for me! Hehe!

William Rex

Will would take your taste into consideration while also managing to select something that he likes. And he would spare no expense. We’re talking designer pieces here. Definitely in shades of red, black, maroon... dark jewel tones, of course. I’m imagining him at the store—the saleswomen absolutely falling in love with him while he describes the kind of sexy lingerie set he wants to buy for you. Would probably land on something that takes time to remove, like a full corset set. He’d want to enjoy the view for as long as possible!  

Harrison Gray

Harry strikes me as a man of simpler tastes. He would pick something cute and comfortable for you, because to him it does not matter what you’re wearing—you are always sexy! But seeing you in the mint-green matching bra and panties that he got you gets him unexpectedly flustered! He’d bury his face in his hand and sigh, “I know I got them for you, but I already want to take them off...” So you get to tease him for once for being such a perv. Win win!

Liam Evans

You know that this certified babygirl knows his way around a lingerie shop okay! He would honestly buy you cute and sexy lingerie all the time. Like you would have soooo many matching lingerie sets from him lol. You could wear a different one every night and not run out for months. He loves to dress you up all cute and sexy! He thinks you look especially good in shades of pink, but he buys you lingerie in every color/style imaginable. And when you put it on he gets flustered, even though he’s seen you in sexy lingerie so many times before. Sorry, he’s obsessed with you!

Elbert Greetia

Okay, talk about sparing no expense. You would have to go to all of the lingerie shops in town to tell them to turn Elbert away at the door next time he comes in because it’s fr starting to be too much lmao. He would of course listen to you if you told him that you don’t need any more lingerie, only handing you one more box. You open it to find gorgeous, handmade pale blue lace garters. “Look on the inseam of them,” he’d tell you. Embroidered on the inside of each garter with pretty blue thread is a message from him. “To my dearest y/n” on one and “a beauty for my eyes alone” on the other.

Alfons Sylvatica

Lol buys you a full black latex/leather dominatrix outfit. You stare at him incredulously and he just smirks at you. “What? You don’t like it?” Try as you might to explain that you don’t hate it, but haven’t worn something like this before, it does not matter! Lol! Alfons will coach you don’t worry! “That’s exactly the idea, y/n,” he’d purr, “seeing someone as innocent and pure as you in such a naughty outfit... the thought alone gets me so excited... see... look, I’m already hard...” Lmao.

Roger Barel

Although he can appreciate a woman’s beauty in pretty much anything, he doesn’t really see the point of lingerie lol. He’s just going to strip you! Why get so fancy? But the idea of you wearing something underneath your clothes all day that he picked out for you does turn him on. Like a secret understanding that you belong to him. He would pick out something simple and elegant, but racier than what you would pick out for yourself so he could enjoy watching you nervously adjust your clothes throughout the day to make sure no one caught a glimpse of what you were wearing underneath...

Victor

Haha, there’s no kind of lingerie out there that Victor wouldn’t want to dress you in! Corsets, teddies, matching bras/panties, G-strings, thigh-high stockings, crotchless panties... You name it, he’s already picked it out for you! You politely decline most of these items, which he of course doesn’t mind (though he’ll pretend to pout). But when he does manage to convince you to wear the cute see-through lilac nighty that he picked out, he can’t take his eyes off you. He’ll whisper compliments in your ear while he runs his fingertips teasingly over the sheer fabric... “Mm, I knew you’d look heavenly in this color.”

Jude Jazza

Buying you gifts has a dual benefit for Jude: he gets to see your reaction and it means you owe him lol. So you better believe that he’s grinning from ear to ear as he watches you unwrap the chastity belt that he bought you. The look on your face is a mixture of disbelief, outrage, and, you hate to say it, anticipation lmao. You know what this means. “The princess was getting so dirty askin’ for naughty gifts and all, so consider this the start of your Good Girl training.” The blood drains from your face and he just grins even more! Get ready! Hahaha!

Ellis Twilight

He would buy you a comfy but sexy black lace bra and panties set, which you love. He’s so delighted that you like the set, so he feels like you won’t mind the second part of the gift: black fuzzy handcuffs that match. He can tell that you get turned on as soon as he shows them to you. “y/n let’s try them out now, okay?” And before you know it you’re in the lingerie he bought you with your hands handcuffed to the bed above your head. “Mm,” he’d say appreciatively, “I want to keep you handcuffed and stripped like this forever, okay?” Buckle up! Lol.

[zenmasterlover]

Kate and Garrett’s relationship is underrated

“If we live through this, I'll follow you anywhere, woman”

A MAN WHO YEARNS

[crimsonchili]

Roger Barel, the biggest Kate x Ellis shipper

[beadobeu]

EllisKate rkgk

[kibby-reaper]

iykyk

- mod kibby

[burnt-parchment]

Hawkeyes and missing left over fries

[denalilily]

Can we get some Kate head canons? Maybe about her past?

omg thank you so much for the request! <33

okay, so I'm gonna share a silly headcanon of mine: when Kate developed her electric ability, humans hadn't even invented electricity yet right? not until Ben Franklin, but the person who actually laid the groundwork for the modern electricity systems we use today was Nikola Tesla. so I HC that Kate knew Tesla at some point (they both come from CEE and Kate could have still lived there at the time), and her electric power inspired him to develop electricity further and introduce it to the human world. electricity is such a complex thing and almost magical that it just makes sense that it could have originated from a supernatural source. I just think this is a really cool thing that changed the whole world and imagine if she had actually influenced its development!

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

How vampire characters are with human!partner on their period

Horny. Just wants to live between your legs for the week, the smell of your blood and mixed with your natural scent driving them mad

Caius Volturi, David (Lost Boys), Demetri Volturi, Felix Volturi, Marko (Lost Boys), Paul (Lost Boys), Roman Godfrey

Scared. You’re so sweet and fragile, and the smell of your blood scares them, won’t let you out of sight of grasp

Alec Volturi, Alistair (Twilight), Garrett (Twilight), Jane Volturi, Jasper Cullen, Kate Denali, Michael Emerson

Caring. Will do anything you need and will be your slave, making sure you’re comfortable and happy, doing anything you need of them

Benjamin (Twilight), Carlisle Cullen, Dwayne (Lost Boys), Emmett Cullen, Star (Lost Boys)

[otome-obsessions]

IkeVil Suitors Flirting

Based on a Frank James MBTI sketch. I covered up the types with the boys' names, but check out the Original Video to see if you can guess them right! FJ is a great source for MBTI info and comedy, so give him a watch!

Also, I don't think the boys necessarily match the type they overlay in the video, but the situations just matched too perfectly!

[lizzygrantisaliveandbreathing]

Repetto ballet flats 🎀