#edward x jane

[shelbgrey]

Hi, could I request more about "Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter HCs:" and we have the Volturi wrap around our finger, please, thank you, and love it.

You put it, the Reader doesn't get along with Bella. I was hoping you could tell us more about that relationship. And I personally would love it if the Volturi knew that we're there since Carlisle and Esme got custody of us. They are "Cousins [ Demetri, Felix, Alec, Janeand Heidi,] Anutes and Uncles [ Uncle Aro, Caius and Marcus] to us". When Alice goes and saves Edward dumbass. We're there to save Edward, but we're also happy to see them. When Demetri and Felix came, we called them Cousin Dem and Fe while smiling. We hug Jane, holding hands with her. The Cullens knew about what we call them. We really don't care what happens with Bella, but we do care about our brother and sister. Personally, I got the feeling we don't really care if Bella lives or dies

Thank you so much 💓

P.S. feel free to message me if you need anything clarification on this

Being the daughter of carlisle and the Volturi loving you:

So I usually don't write for the Volturi so bear with me.

🩷MasterList 🩷twilight List

So you want to know more about Bella and y/n's relationship...

So, I want to compare how Edward thinks and how Bella thinks to show the two girls relationship.

I think when Bella is finally introduced to the family she's quite jelouse of Edward's relationship with you, there's no real incureties to it, she just doesn't want girls hanging around Edward.

Bella also thinks your plan and shy, there's off hand comments on how she's discribes you, Edward on the other hand discribes you as happy, humorous, and so beautiful.

You guys are always throwing harmful comments to each other and Bella usually takes it too far.

You also hate how she's treats her father. She always gets mad and says it's none of your business and you have no idea what you were talking about.

“my parents chose me, yours just got stuck with you”

Carlisle and Esme would put a stop to it, there's been many times Carlisle and Charlie have had talks about Bella's bullying.

Of course you're parents know your not a saint in theses situation, but Bella is usually the one to start it.

“if someone pushes you, you push back” Emmett always says, which is why your never scared to decened yourself.

And since your the youngest, your basically the center of the Cullens universe, but then Bella comes along and puts your family in danger, that's your problem.

You also have a problem with Edward putting everything aside no matter what for her, your happy he finally has a girlfriend but there should be boundaries.

You especially started hating her when Edward decided to go to the Vulturi after Bella's supposed death.

You knew about the Vulturi and you became friends with them in fact, your uncle Marcus(yes, you heard me right) says your the glue that holds you all together.

After Aro found out about a human joining Cullen Coven, he showed up to see if it was true, Aro didn't really have a plan for what he was gonna do, but when he met you he saw no harm. He was in aw at the sight of the small child.

The deal was that you could stay human with the family as long as you wanted, you just had to keep the secret of the Vampires.

Honestly you see Aro as the creepy uncle, you'd never say that to his face and he'll never found out because he refuses to read your mind.

“but, Dad he creeps me out! None of the others do”

Dispite you thinking he's creepy, he'd never hurt you.

At first Cauis wanted nothing to do with you and didn't agree with Aro's decision, but the more the family interacted with the Vulturi the more he grew a soft spot for you.

Marcus is more of a grandpa than an uncle if were being honest, he's a lot older than the others and he's always been so gentle and kind towrds you.

He gives you advice and is there if you need to talk.

I don't know much about Heidi, but I figure she'd absolutely love you and is always spoiling you.

Demetri is like a big brother/cousin and you kinda have a love/hate relationship. You guys tease each other and sometimes it'll get mean, but trust me he'd kill anyone who harms you.

Your probably closest to Jane and Alec, they're both closer to your age and you three just hit it off immediately. You hate hearing about they're tragic back stories but they always tell you it's not your fault and you make they're lives better.

Then Edward left for Italy to go and execute himself 🙄

You were so made at Bella for putting Edward in this headspace and situation, especially after you found out she's was perfectly fine.

But, anyway Alice was getting ready to take Bella to Italy and you wanted to Tag along. Not because you were there to support Bella, but because you wanted to see the extented family.

Ya know... Going to Italy to beat Felix and Demetir at Mario cart again...

What you didn't want to do is see Bella getting all dramatic and telling your Uncle Aro to kill her instead of Edward.

You rolled your eyes and came up to hug Jane as she threatened to use her gift on her, she was only using like 5% of it on Edward just for ✨dramatic effect✨ . “alright Jay, they've learned their lessons”

Jane chuckled and stopped using her powers on Edward, wasn't too painful for him.

“Aw, I was having fun” Felix sighed as you ran up to him and hugged him.

Cauis rolled his eyes trying to hide his smile as Bella looked completely confused. “What just happened?”

“nothing... Just you being dramatic for no reason, they're on our side bone head, You think they'd actually hurt Eddie?”

You left Felix's arms and walked around the Castle. “by the way, where's Dem?”

He appeared and hugged you while Bella looked even more confused and kept asking unanswered questions. “aw, she's still alive”

You laughed and quickly shhed him.

“what? You think just because they're old school and basically vampire royalty they're evil? you asked Bella, you were kinda pissed off she thought so low of them.

“yeah we never said we were gonna kill him and Alice never said that either” Aro said, clapping his heads together.

You then clicked your tough, with a sarcastic smile. “well, we send little miss. Main character home and me and Alice can stay here for the weekend, dad said we could.”

Jane hugged you excited for some girl time while Felix ran around the Castle making sure you had a comfy room to sleep in.

“do what ever you want Dem, killer or set her free, send her to the moon, have her for dinner, I don't really care”

Uncle Cauis laughed as bella started stuttering as Felix and Alec came back with arms full of dvds.

“wait, what?” Edward sighed. “they're kidding”

“we could watch a bunch of TV shows, we got Bones, and supernatural” Felix smiled.

“no Supernatural, they got the vampires all wrong” Alec said.

The two boys and you and Jane both just walked off talking about what you should watch without even a goodbye for Edward and Bella. “What about Moon Knight, dad finally got an account for Disney+. It's a really good marvel show”

“ooh, I heard Oscar Isaac is in it, he's so hot” Jane said, Felix and Alec groaned as you girls started thirsting over male actors.

“they're just gonna be horny for 40-something year old men the whole time” Alec sighed, heide slapped him and told him to be nice.

Bella scoffed and left with Edward after Alice smiled and ran after her sister and Jane.

“Lators Gators” you shouted to Edward.

[eva-eyre]

get you a man who calls you the weirdest nicknames like mustard seed and firmly believes you’re an elf

[volturissideslut]

Can you do the Volturi guards with a vampire mate that is the youngest cullen and the Cullens are over protective.

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖉

3 for 3? Maybe I have turned over a new leaf... This is more of how they are with the cullens as in laws than anything else

Alec

He's civil. For you.

Just don't expect him to interact with them much.

And by 'them' I mean the idiots of the group as he claims.

Doesn't mind Carlisle, Esme, Jasper and Rosalie

Doesn't know what to think of Emmett. He's cool but too much sometimes. (he won't admit that he kinda likes him even tho he finds him a little much sometimes)

Lock him in a room with Edward, Alice, or Bella alone they're not coming out alive.

Jane

The cullens?

Really?

Of all people, them??

Constant eye rolls when you talk about them, but she's civil for you.

Just please don't leave her alone in a room with Edward. One of them won't come out alive, and rest assured she'll be fine.

Same goes for bella

She is slightly less disapproving of the rest, but they are tainted in her mind by those two baffoons

Demetri

Whines like a toddler

"do they have to come?"

"do I have to go?"

"Darling-"

Will stop if you actually get upset, because upsetting you is the last thing he wants to do.

But if Edward gives him one more patronising lecture on how he should treat you they he may have to smash his face in

"What do you mean ignore him? I would never do anything like that to you and it's insulting that he would even insinuate that"

Felix

Actually unbothered, unless they start accusing him of doing wrong by you.

They're your family, and he'll deal with the irritating in-laws because he loves you because, yes, he loves you that much

[twilight-at-midnight]

How they would react to their mate having ADHD

Requested by : @ari-sometimes-writes

Request:

Would you continue the dating a reader with ADHD? Loved it! Maybe with Carlisle?

***

• In most cases, you can’t be anywhere without Carlisle, especially after finding out you’re both mates

• Sometimes you do want time for yourself, and it slightly scares you to speak that out loud, even to yourself

• What you don’t quite understand yet is the fact that wanting time for yourself is a healthy part when comes to a relationship 

• Carlisle is very understanding, you sometimes forget that there is one member of the family that is a mind reader, and after Edward tells him of your thoughts, he pulls you aside and at first you’re upset, but he was very reassuring and kind that helped calmed your anxiety and worries

• Having ADHD was a challenge, but it was your own personal challenge. Everyone handles it in their own way, those who have it and you nail it right on, rocking through through it

• After being with Carlisle for so long now, you have been changed from human to vampire and despite the ADHD still taking affect, you stop at nothing from a successful past to a successful future, having Carlisle by your side every step of the way

• All your time as a vampire, since the beginning of it, you did the best you could in living a normal life and by starting out on the very course, you followed your mate’s footsteps on the medicinal fields and had become a nurse working in the same hospital

• You were the first to be examining Bella after a that car accident at school that fateful day, and when Carlisle walked in, he took over for you

• The both of you know that Bella would soon become part of your large family, part of the bright future ahead and you truly looked forward to it, you were excited to welcome her into your large family with Carlisle

• You both had known since the day Edward first mentioned her name, since the day Edward had finally brought her to meet the family

• All in all, the future is now

***

@twilight-at-midnight

Requests: open

Characters:

• Carlisle Cullen

• Edward Cullen

• Jasper Cullen

• Emmett Cullen

• Alice Cullen

• Rosalie Cullen

• Bella Swan

• Jacob Black

• Riley Biers

• Aro

• Alec

• Caius

• Felix

• Jane

[fanfictionlibrary]

Startling Nightmare (Alec x Reader)

The reader's appearance is not specified. Gender neutral Y/N.

A/N: Sooo... Make of this what you will. It just happened. Many things are left open for your interpretation. Please let me know what you think..(cries in self-consciousness)

Have fun and enjoy!

Your heart pounded rapidly as your eyes shot open. A feeling of pressure remained in your ankles and feet, although you knew that that sensation couldn’t be real. Still, the pictures that had unfolded in front of your eyes a few seconds ago – sometimes idyllic but always foreboding, sometimes gruesome and inescapable – had carried over from the dream world into the actual world, leaving you with not only tingling feet but also with sweat grasping your body. Your forehead was clammy, and your pajama shirt clung to your skin. Usually, you sleep with a lot of clothes and a thick blanket. Otherwise, you get cold. But now was one of those rare times when all of it was too warm for comfort. 

You dared not to move. Usually, you do not mind nightmares. When you woke up, you laughed about them and giggled when you closed your eyes again, soaking up the rest of the night’s hours for more sleep. But this one… It had been so vivid, so dynamic, and disturbing that it invoked the need to be held by someone. You were not a person who liked to be held. You dealt with your stuff on your own. But not now. 

You called out his name faintly. Although you despised the emotions and memories that followed you like the shadows of a ghost. He had taken your dreams, after all, by bringing you to this cursed castle. You only dared to move your head to the side a little, limbs remaining under the blanket. A part of you was afraid that the woman from your dream would suddenly appear out of nowhere. Maybe hanging from the ceiling or clinging to one of the pillars of that stupid vampire’s four-poster bed. You were so grateful when you only found him. He was already standing next to the bed, keeping his distance. Either he had heard your heartbeat accelerating while you dreamed and had come immediately to see whether you were alright, or he had appeared like a flash of lightning – just without the light but instead like a looming shadow, tracing your every movement – when you had called his name. 

You couldn’t tell. Just like his sleepless immortality failed to grasp the concept of a dream, your human senses were fallible when it came to this marvelous being. He had gone too long without dreams. For him, only reality had remained. Sober and gloomy. Until you came… But you fought him with every ounce of blood in your body. The very source that had made him addicted to you in the first place. Until the addiction transformed from craving your blood into the encompassing sensation of unconditional love. But that transformation had only happened for him. You needed more time. You were not ready to love nor to be his. 

“Alec.” 

“Y/N.” He hovered at the edge of his bed. 

His bed. His room. His everything. But your boundaries. And he respected those. In fact, in the last few months, his room had become your safe place. Your things were scattered everywhere, but Alec did not mind. He gave you as much alone time and space as you needed, realizing that this was the least he could do after tearing you from your life. Alec was now often found in Jane’s room, much to the latter’s dismay. She was also very fond of her time alone, but the twins could be in the same room and not talk for hours or even days. 

You found yourself mulling again and again over the fact that Alec and Jane had never once called you out for needing so much alone time. Especially Alec was very understanding. He seemed to understand when you wore noise-canceling headphones, lying on the ground and staring out the window. A lot of people have called you absurd and abnormal for your behavior. So often that you were just waiting for someone to utter those words again. The past had made you believe that you were not deserving of kindness nor of being understood. So whenever someone said or did something nice to and for you, you questioned it endlessly, trying to decipher an ulterior motive that was not there. 

That made it so hard to trust Alec. To love him like he did you. Unconditionally, spiritually, and infinitely. 

“Did you have a nightmare?” Alec asked, a tremble going through his hand. But he didn’t act on it. He didn’t reach out to touch you. 

Despondent, you nodded. “Can… you…” The words died on your tongue. It was so hard to say them out loud. 

But Alec understood. “Of course, I can hold you. If you want?”

You nodded again. Slowly and cautiously, he got on the bed, the mattress sinking down. The presence of his weight was already comforting. But you needed more. He waited patiently, letting you decide how close you would be. You had a clear idea in your head. You placed a small pillow on his chest, and he held it in place. Then, you draped your blanket around your shoulders and back, climbing between his legs, rolling on your side as his arms engulfed you. You rested your head on the soft pillow. One of Alec's hands cradled your head. The other lay on your shoulder. Occasionally, it wandered down, drawing circles on your arm.   

 Now Alec was everywhere. You were caged by him. Lost in him. 

“What did you dream about?” he asked softly, pulling you closer to him. His legs drew together, his knees almost touching. Alec made you feel one hundred percent safe. But the dream… 

You could not ignore this one. Your dreams always had some kind of prescient quality. Not every dream, but some were hints pointing toward the future. There was some message in this dream, too. Impending doom and danger that might be prevented. Sometimes, you wondered whether those dreams would manifest themselves as a gift when you were going to be turned into a vampire. A week ago, the Kings had sent someone who could see whether a human would have a gift once they were transformed. That man could also see what kind of gift it would be. However, in your case, he could only see that you would have a gift. Nothing concrete formed in his mind. That was no surprise. Not even Aro’s gift worked properly on you. When he touched your skin, he could only see a few random pictures that originated from your mind, and although they were powerful, they were not especially telling about you as a person. 

Some pictures showed moments of your life. Most depicted… fantasies. Monsters. Dark colors. Light colors. Mountains not found on this planet. Stars. Vast oceans. You had always refrained from commenting on Aro when he wondered about your peculiar mind. You always had a very 'alive' imagination that seemed to be its own independent entity. It just so happened to have chosen your body as its vessel. There was no taming it. Only accepting and living with it.

Initially, you did not like the idea of becoming immortal. But the Volturi Kings had told you the rules. A human could not live with the knowledge of the supernatural world. Which meant death.

You had been fine with that. Anything but being stuck in a prison with powerful beings who hunted your kind. But Alec would not allow that. You had heated arguments, but eventually, he prevailed. Talking you through the advantages of being a vampire over and over again. Some discussions were pretty factual and rational on both sides. What convinced you eventually was not beauty or eternity. But you really wanted to have one of those high-functioning vampire brains. Imagine… The possibilities. The languages you could learn! You had already picked out a few that you had always wanted to study but did not have the time for. But if you put immortality into the equation… There was more than enough time. 

When you had told Alec that you were okay with becoming a vampire, he had breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn’t need to. Naturally, he had inquired why you had changed your mind. The vampire smiled smugly when you told him, the corners of his mouth twisting with amusement. 

“You are a clever one, Y/N.” Alec chuckled. “There is no power as great as knowledge. Besides, you do not need more beauty. You are perfect as you are.” 

“Whoa… Tone the flirting down a little.” You rolled your eyes, sitting next to him on the sofa in the library where he was reading a book. 

“There is a difference between flirting and speaking the truth.” He kept his gaze on his book. 

“Stop it, charmer.” Your cheeks were glowing slightly.

Alec heard the rush of blood in your cheeks and smiled, satisfied. “Never. So, what languages?”

“Definitely French and Japanese.” 

“I can help you with French. Japanese… I know someone who might be able to teach you. You will only get the best teachers and books, of course.” 

“Splendid.” For the first time, Alec saw you smiling genuinely and brightly. So languages. You loved languages. He remembered that and your smile. Languages and telling stories. Those were your purposes. He knew there was nothing you were more passionate about. Just thinking and talking about it made your eyes glow, clouding him deeper and deeper in your enchanting presence. 

That passionate expression was a stark contrast to the dullness that had settled on your face now. It seemed like you had not heard him asking what you had dreamt about.

Or maybe you had, but you were so lost in your mind now you had forgotten he had asked a question. 

“Y/N,” he called out softly, brushing your temple. You jumped, startled. Ahh… you had indeed wandered into the most remote corners of your enigmatic brain. It often happened. “What did you dream about?”

 “Do you perhaps know a woman with black hair and yellow eyes? Yellow cat-like eyes?”

Alec frowned. “What do…” But the words died in his throat. He did know a woman with black hair and cat-like eyes. Her eyes were not exactly yellow. They were an intermediate form between brown and yellow. “Tell me more,” he said instead. 

“So you do know someone like that.”

“Yes. Her coven drinks animal blood. What happened in your dream?”

“Well.” You paused. “Buckle up, Sir, as we dive deep into the human subconscious. This will be a ride unlike any you have ever seen before. Hooray..."

"So," you began, "at the beginning of my dream, we both were swimming in the sea near a small harbor. We were both wearing clothes. And were still dry. But dreams don’t ever make sense. So, I wouldn’t bother about that detail too much. Anyway, that woman suddenly appeared next to us. Her skin was grey and looked unhealthy. She stared at us, but we didn’t mind her. So we left the water, walking on a lane that connected a park to its city.

"The woman followed us. We turned to the city, and she went toward the park. Strangely enough, I talked to her, and we smiled at each other. Somehow, she looked normal then. Lovely, even. Beautiful skin and bronze hair. Warm eyes. We parted ways with her, following the sandy road to the city. Suddenly, while we walked, I felt pressure on my feet. I looked down, staring at them. They were covered in blood. Something was sticking out of them. Something that did not belong there. Startled, we turned to our side. The woman was back: grey skin, yellow eyes, long black, sleek hair. Smiling sadistically again. She tricked us, making us believe she was friendly. And when we weren’t looking, she attacked from behind. The scary thing is, you didn’t see any of it coming. You didn't hear her approach.” 

Alec remained silent. “I know her.”

“She loves you. She is obsessed,” you noted flatly. “You have history.” 

“Yes, but that’s nothing for you to worry about.” He kissed the top of your head. “I was never interested in her. I will see if she poses a threat.” 

“I don’t quite believe I have nothing to worry about.” You shook your head. “My dream told me you weren’t worrying enough.” 

“But now I am aware of her. I won’t take this dream lightly. I know that you have some kind of gift.” 

“Another thing.” You sat up, staring deep into his eyes. 

“What is it?” Alec tensed when you wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your face in his neck. He quickly relaxed, however. Enjoying your warm breath on his cold skin. “We have met before. Haven’t we?” 

“Yes.” Pained, Alec nodded. 

“In another life.” You kissed his jaw, face returning to the crook of his neck. “Before the dream I just described, there was another sequence of events. It was shorter. But I was there. I was not from this life. But from another. And the woman was there, too.” 

The vampire’s arms tightened around you, pulling you impossibly closer. He crossed his legs, caging you even more. “Yeah, in that life I lost you to her. And it will not happen again.” 

“How many years ago was it?” 

Alec chuckled. “Y/N, darling. Think bigger. We are talking about centuries. 1245, to be exact. But you were a young man then. A poet. Dashing and courageous.” 

"I’m glad to be back.” 

“Glad.” Alec spat the word out. “That does not even come close to describing how I feel. It is hard to put into words. I’m sure you can find the right words. After all, you are talented with them.”

“It feels like a dead planet was revived by hope and hope alone after experiencing armageddon. As if all the puzzle pieces of the world have connected to build their one true form. As if the past, present, and future have morphed into one entity to give birth to an endless golden summer. It feels like…”

“You.” Alec breathed. “Just like you. And that is enough.” 

“You…” You smiled. “Yes. You.”

Alec was about to swear that he would never leave your side from now on. Even if it annoyed you. But then he felt your slow heartbeat and even breaths. You had fallen asleep. Here, in his arms. 

“It feels like me, too. Like you and me.” Alec closed his eyes, imagining a dream.

[loveswrites]

hi love, I don't know exactly if you write reactions, I thought I would found something like this on tumblr but I didn't so i'd like to request a reaction of the vampires (in general, not just the Cullen's if it's ok, of course) to reader being their blood singers, like how would they deal with it and stuff (don't need to be poly if you don't want to)

thanks lovely <3

Head Cannon Cullens x Reader X Volturi Reacting to you being there blood singer.

Hi love, I hope this was kind what you were talking about. I've never done one like this before but I think this is what you meant. I hope you like it. I didn't get around to doing everyone but let me know if you would like me too.

Love <3

Word count: 871

Edward

~ Avoids you constantly until his curiosity gets the best of him. Always quoting Curiosity kills the cat. It’s like he forgot he himself was the cat. Yearns to be with you 24/7 but also aches to be away from you 25/8. The fact that he can’t seem to stay away from you kills him inside. The fact that he might be the one to lead you to your death kills him even more. Can’t help but to love you up close instead of afar. If he went more than a week without your scent he loses focus that he can’t regain. 

“Edward.”

“Edward!” Emmett yelled, snapping Edward out of his lovesick high.

“What?” Edward frowned, eyes still unfocused. 

“He’s doing it again!” Emmett yelled, shaking his head.

Jasper

~ Jasper would have the hardest time out of all of them. Jasper being scared of hurting you would over shine his love for you. But the fact that he’s even trying to have this much restraint when it comes to you shows how deep his love goes. He wouldn’t trust himself to be alone with you for more than two minutes. So count on spending constant time together with him, Edward and or Alice. 

“Come closer Jasper, Please I trust you.” You pleaded.

“I can’t.. I really wish I could But.. I’m just not strong enough.” Jasper stood in a corner with his eyes closed tightly. 

You sighed in slight disappointment. 

“I’m truly sorry, darling.” He spoke softly.

Alice

~ Alice would be one who can handle it as long as your blood stays in your veins. The moment it’s reached the oxygen of the outer world she gets upset at herself for her personal faith being so weak. Even though she’s seen that she never hurts you in the future she wonders if it’s her constant worry that keeps you safe from her nature. 

“You told me you wanted to take me shopping today.” You smiled at Alice. 

“I’m sorry but today won’t be a good day we’re going camping today. It was late notice.” Alice responded upset that she doesn’t know how strong she is when it comes to you. 

Carlisle

~ Carlisle though your blood, your scent is more tempting. He wouldn’t have much trouble with it. In fact your scent would be calming to him at the end of the day. After a long day at the hospital surrounded by so many scents of others yours is the only one he couldn’t wait to smell all day. 

“I missed you today.” He said smiling as you kissed his lips softly.

“Long day at work?” You smiled back.

He silently nodded softly stroking your hair. The simple act of love was like it made your scent smell sweeter. He was in love. 

Rose

~ She hates you at first. She takes pride in the fact that she’s never had one drop of human blood. And then here you come like you were made to be her number one temptation. And she hates you for that. She doesn’t talk to you. She doesn’t look at you. She stays ten feet away at all times. You and Alice became friends so the fact that you're sitting in her house. On her couch. Making the house smell like nothing but temptation from the devil himself she hates. She feels like Edward, which she also hates.

“Hey Rose!” You yelled trying to catch up with her. She brushed past you when you got up to greet her. 

“Rose?!” You yelled once again. Slowing down you frowned. 

Why doesn’t she like you?

Caius

~ You would have to build a very strong connection with Caius for him to even care to keep you alive. Once he smelt your scent he wanted nothing more than to drain you dry and watch your body go limp. In fact he got a thrill out of the thought. But he thought blood singers only come once in a lifetime and to kill you now would be a waste. Especially since in his lifetimes of living he’s never smelt a scent like yours. As your connection grew because your life literally depended on it he thought Maybe I’ll just have a sip every now and then.

“I love this painting.. What does it mean?” You asked, hands gliding against the moist paint. 

“It represents the desperation of death.” Caius spoke, wrapping his arms around your waist hiding his face in your neck hovering his fangs over the very line of your life.

Jane

~ Jane she wouldn’t know what to do with this information. Does she just kill you and get it over with or does she play with her temptations? She’d keep you around But when upset she can be very hostile and her actions may be unforgivable so keep your distance when you hear she’s had a bad day.

“Jane I saw this beautiful hair pin that I think would-”

“If I just suck you dry do you think you’d still be able to talk this much?” She spoke glaring at you with her piercing red eyes.

Once no answer came from you as you stood there with wide eyes she simply walked away from you.

[jasperhaleobsessed]

Imagine Masterlist

The Cullens:

Jasper Hale

Imagine Finding out Jasper is a vampire

Imagine Kissing Jasper on the lips for the first time and how it felt

Imagine meeting the Major for the first time

Imagine seeing the Jasper in the sun for the first time

Imagine Finding out Jasper has an alter ego

Imagine Reuniting with the Cullens after they left during New Moon

Imagine watching a scary movie with Jasper and getting scared/nervous

Alice Cullen

Nothing yet

Rosalie Hale

Nothing yet

Emmett Cullen

Nothing yet

Carlisle Cullen

Nothing yet

Esme Cullen

Nothing yet

Edward Cullen

Nothing yet

The Volturi

Alec Volturi

Nothing yet

Jane Volturi

Nothing yet

[susiehunsecker]

where's that post that says knuckle tattoos that say JANE EYRE. anyways. simple doodles of her based on what i pictured she looked like from the book. needed to draw her to get the demons out

[bella-goths-wife]

Eternity full of heartbreak

Yandere cullens x reader

“Are you ready?” Victoria asks gently as she hands you the burner phone

She and James present a comforting aura as they sit beside you on the dingy motel floor. Victoria holds your hand gently while James has an arm around you

“Yes” you answer nervously as you look at the phone in your hands, a simple old fashioned burner phone

“Remember, sound like your distressed” Victoria asks as she plays with your hair calmingly

“You’ll do great” James says as he gives you a comforting kiss on the forehead, similar to the actions of an older brother or a father

You nod as you flip the phone open and you punch in Carlisles number, with every number you feel the anxiety build up.

“Hello?” Carlisle answers after a few rings

“Carlisle?” You whisper into the phone

“Is that you sweetheart?” Carlisle asks with what sounds like worry but you doubt it

“Carlisle you need to leave” you say as you force my voice to become shaky and uneven

“Where are you?” Carlisle asks sternly “where did this monsters take you?”

“Carlisle you need to get Bella out of there” you say into the phone, trying to sound as panicked as possible

“What’s going on?” He asks sternly

“There going to kill her” you say into the phone, going along with the plan “you need to get Bella somewhere safe, James is hunting her”

“Where are you?” Carlisle asks again

“I don’t have much time” you lie into the phone “just get Bella somewhere safe, please dad”

“Wait-“ you hang up on Carlisle and you let out a shaky sigh of breath that you no longer need to breathe

“You did amazing” Victoria exclaims as she brings you into a hug

“Now all you have to do is wait at the ballot school” James says with a proud smile “me and the others will pick off the Cullens and then I’ll leave you with that sick bastard”

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” You whisper quietly, anxiety of losing the people you’ve grown to love so quickly rising to through your heart

“Nothing will happen to us” James reassures as he pats your head gently with a smile “I promise”

Liar

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“Hello?” Bella swan answers the phone while she hides in the hotel bathroom, away from jasper and Alice

Edward went into a frenzy after the call from you. He summoned the family as they separated to protect her. Your plan was working

She was brought to a hotel outside of forks for her own protection. They told her she was being hunted by the rogue vampires

“It’s pretty scary being hunted huh?” James’s voice rings through the phone and Bella feels fear enter her body

“What do you want?” She asks in fear

“I want to know if your a good person, miss swan” James says with a chuckle

“What do you mean?” Bella asks confused

“Well, would you sacrifice your life for another?” James asks “would you let me drink from you if it saved something precious to the Cullens”

A realisation hits Bella as she feels anxiety creep up her spine. An image of you flashes to the front of her mind

“What are you going to do to her?” Bella asks anxiously

“That all depends on you” James says as he lets out a laugh “are you willing to sacrifice your life for hers?”

“I’ll give you what you want, just don’t hurt her” Bella pleads, she’d only known you a few months but she knew the Cullens would never forgive her if she let you be killed

“Meet me at your old ballet school, alone” James commands “if I see one Cullen out there, me and Victoria will tear the baby bat limb from limb”

“O-okay” Bella agrees hesitantly and the phone hangs up, she needed to find away to get away from jasper and Alice.

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“You can be quite scary when you want to be” you comment jokingly to James as he hangs up the phone

“Shut up” he says as he playfully ruffles your hair “are you all set for the plan?”

“Yep, Laurent and Victoria should be ready to take down Alice and Rosalie” you say as you lean against the multiple mirrors “and all we have to do is wait for Bella so you can drain her and then the rest follow suit”

“Are you ready to take on Carlisle?” James asks as he leans next to you

“I think so” you say nervously “what if I can’t kill him?”

“I’ve got your back kid” James reassures with a smile “after this, we’ll find you a mate and you can be apart of our clan”

“Do I have to find a mate?” You ask as you scrunch my nose up in disgust

“Why do you look so grossed out?” James laughs

“Well having a mate means I’ll have to meet another vampire” you say as you look at my shoes “what if that vampire is like the Cullens?”

“I used to think like that, before I met vic” James admits with a sigh “but you can’t live in fear because of those sick bastards, don’t let them ruin another part of your life”

“What’s having a mate like?” You ask curiously

“Well, it’s hard to explain” James says uncertainly “it’s like… we’ll…. Being whole?”

“Like they complete you?” You try and understand

“Sorta” James says with a huff “having vic with me everyday, I feel like I’m in heaven. Without her I feel incomplete”

You nod as you listen carefully to his words before looking at the large clock at the top of the wall

“Shouldn’t Bella be here by now?” You ask curiously

“She’s probably just trying to get away from the Cullens” James excused “she’ll be here any minute now”

You nod before James phone rings, the caller ID shows it’s Victoria.

“Probably calling to tell us that the women are dealt with” James says with a smile as he answers the phone “should we prepare a victory feast babe?”

“JAMES, James you need to get out of there” Victoria yells into the phone

“What happened?” James asks concerned

“Laurent told the Cullens our plan” Victoria yells into the phone, you feel your heart gently break at the realisation that Laurent had betrayed you “you have to yourself and the baby bat out of there now”

“Where should we meet you” James asks quickly into the phone as he begins to gather his things

“They’re coming!” Victoria yells into the phone again before it’s hung up

“Shit” James whispers under his breath as he grabs your hand and looks around for the exit but is interrupted

The sound of firm footsteps along the marble floors stops the both of you in your tracks. You both look up to see Carlisle standing at the centre of the entrance with a smug smirk spread across his face.

“Seems like you have something that belongs to me” he calls out to James as he moves closer

“Your a sick bastard” James yells as he covers your body with his “and people call me a monster”

“I’m not a monster” Carlisle growls out “I’m a worried father”

Jasper and emmet jump down from the ceiling behind us. James swings around with you in tow and fights against jasper who attempts to grab you.

While James is busy, emmett attempts to grab you but you remember James’s lesson, so you turn back and you punch him square in the nose before using your foot to kick him in his stomach and push him back.

Emmett grunts in pain and tries to tackle you but you swiftly dodge by using the techniques Victoria taught you. He tried again to tackle you but you jump above him and you use his back as a spring board to launch yourself at jasper.

James ducks as your leg swings through the air and eventually makes contact with jaspers face. As jasper falls back, emmett launches himself and James and catches him by surprise.

Emmett pushes James against the pillar and punches him in the face. You attempt to high kick Emmett in the back of his head but your attempt is foiled when jasper grasps your leg and throws you to the crouch.

You attempt to get back up but jasper pins you to the ground by the shoulders and hisses aggressively in your face.

James yells as he grasps Emmett shoulders and pushes back until Emmett is on the ground. James is about to get jasper away from you but is stopped when Carlisle attacks him behind and knocks him down.

Carlisle pins James to the floor near you before calling Emmett over to take over. After he switches places with Emmett, Carlisle walks over and crouches in front of you.

“Looks like someone learnt how to fight” Carlisle muses as he pulls your hair to make you look up at him “have fun on your little trip?”

“Fuck you” you spit at him with a glare

Carlisle just lets out a sigh before pulling your face up by the hair and smashing it into the ground hard enough for the marble floor to crack

“You never learn” he sighs out “now you’ve got to pay the price”

“Get away from her” James calls out in pain as Emmett increases the pressure of his hold

“And as for you” Carlisle says with fake cheer as he turns to James “you took my daughter away for weeks”

“And she was safer with my clan than she ever was with you” he growls back “you abusive fuck”

“She was never in your pathetic clan” Emmett growls “she belongs to us”

“I think it’s time for the punishment” Carlisle says as he rises to his full height and helps Emmett drag James up into a kneeling position

“No!” You exclaim as you realise what’s happening “James, no!”

“It’s okay kid” he calls out to you as the realisation hits him and he squirms in their hold before stopping and accepting the situation

“No James” you yell as tears build in your eyes “fight back James”

“Victoria will take care of you” he whispers as he closes his eyes and bares his neck “she’ll help you”

“Please James” you plead as tears stream down your cheeks “please”

“Fight back kid” was the last thing James said before his head was forcefully removed from his body by Carlisle as Emmett holds his body upright.

You let out a piercing scream at the sight as James headless body slumped against the marble floor. Carlisle holds his head mockingly in front of your sobbing face

“Wanna give him a kiss goodbye” jasper snickers out from behind you

Carlisle throws James head in a fire that Emmett lit before James’s body followed shortly after. Jasper let go of you as you sobbed in front of the fire

For a moment, you think about running into the flames and joining James.

“Use your anger” James voice rings in your mind as you hear the cruel laughter of the Cullen men from behind you “keep fighting kid”

You stand to your feet as your hair covers your tear streaked face. You slowly turn towards Carlisle who only looks amused at your sudden bravery.

“Something the matter, sweet girl?” He asks mockingly as your brothers snicker

“You son of a Bitch” you whisper out as you move closer, your brothers go to hold you back but Carlisle stops them with a raise of his hand

“This was the big plan wasn’t it?” He asks with a chuckle “you were going to be the one to kill me”

“And I would have loved every moment of it” you spit out with venom

“So try it” Carlisle says with a laugh “try and Jill me”

You stare at him in shock and you halt your movements for a moment.

“Tell you what” Carlisle looks at you with a smug smirk “kill me and you’ll be free, no one will come after you again”

That’s all the motivation you need as you launch yourself forward with violent intent. You go to punch Carlisle but he grabs you first and twists it.

You let out a grunt of pain but you use the moment of distraction to sweep his feet from under him and he falls to the ground. He pulls you with him and you fall on top of him but you use it to your advantage as you wrap your hand around his throat.

You let your claws extend and dig into his skin which creates cracks in his skin, like splintering wood. He growls before switching the position and he pins you beneath him on the marble floor by holding your arms

“Wanna know when I figured out it was a trap?” Carlisle asks mockingly

“When Laurent told you” you guess as you grunt in pain when his grip tightens on your wrist

“Nope, not then” Carlisle laughs “it was when you called me dad in the phone”

You look at him in confusion before pain takes over your features when you feel your skin around your wrist begin to crack from his hard hold

“Never in your hundreds of years of existence have you ever called me dad without me forcing you” Carlisle laughs before pulling a disappointed expression “such a shame it was under these circumstances”

You scream in pain as you feel your hand begin to disconnect from your wrist. The skin breaking away like broken wood before it completely comes off and Carlisle is holding the hand that is now separated from your body in front of you mockingly. You sob from a mixture of pain and fear.

“Oh no, don’t worry” Carlisle says with faux concern “it’ll reattach in a few days, just like the rest of your limbs will”

That makes you sob harder as you as you see the women of your clan enter the scene with fierce glares as they look upon your pitiful state.

“Victoria will come for me” you whisper to yourself before screaming as Carlisle removes your other hand as if you were a barbie doll

“That red headed whore took off running the moment she realised we knew” Edward chuckled as he looks down at you as you scream in pain as Carlisle begins to tug at your leg violently “she won’t help you”

“Look how they dressed my baby” esme cry’s as she kneels in front of you and motions to the green dress you were wearing that Victoria helped you pick “like a common whore, it suitable for a girl of your age”

“Now now” Carlisle says as he finishes his torture and goes to caress your face harshly “our girls home now”

“And she’s never leaving again” he adds as he chuckled evilly

You look up the ceiling as you dismembered limbs scream and throb in pain. Tears roll down your cheeks at your families cruel laughter

When will your heart break end?

[weemsfreak]

Midnight Miracle

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟMerry Christmas/Happy Holidays to those who celebrate! I wish you all a midnight miracle this season :) ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

Jane Murdstone x Named fReader

A short Christmas story with our favorite victorian red flag ~2k words

Warnings: Talk of religion and the Anglican church (not in detail)

Wrapped in your ebony cape, you shielded yourself from the biting winter breeze that sent shivers down your spine. Usually the cold didn't bother you, but the wind was extra frigid tonight.

This Christmas Eve, the gaslit streets were adorned with an extra twinkle, buildings and shops aglow with an abundance of candles and festive decorations.

You weren't avoiding spending Christmas Eve with your family; rather, you sought a way to keep yourself occupied, and organizing your books provided a diversion.

The care of your books in your quaint store was where you spent your days. You assumed no one would venture to your store at this hour, dinner time on Christmas eve, still, you left the door unlocked. Amidst the aromatic embrace of cinnamon and pine, you immersed yourself in the quiet world of rearranging décor and organizing shelves, the dim light casting a serene ambiance.

Yet, your thoughts were consumed by a mysterious presence, a certain someone lingered in your mind despite the attempted distraction.

You couldn't stop yourself from wondering about her, you never could. Does she share your passion for books? Does she delight in the written word, perhaps poetry or prose? If so, what about? Does she spend her time writing like you?

You wondered what she could be occupied with now. You envisioned her partaking in a familial feast, while you longed for her presence, a wishful dream in the quiet corners of your mind. Your heart carried the weight of unspoken admiration for her, alas, you couldn't bring yourself to say a word to her, her cold yet enchanting demeanour both unsettled and exhilarated you.

You knew her through shared pews and hallowed hymns at the church, you observed her movements as she entered, sat, listened, prayed, sang - captivated by her every blink and breath.

She was a dark enchantress, her aesthetic seamlessly entwined with yours. Curiosity stirred as you wondered about the facets of her life that mirrored your own and the untold tales hidden behind her mysterious gaze. Perhaps she liked books, perhaps she lacked a husband, perhaps she preferred the company of women.

But alas, such thoughts remained in the realm of wishful thinking, your desires weaving through the fabric of a Christmas Eve both magical and elusive.

✧✧✧

You recollected the first time you saw her. Freshly settled in Blunderstone, you decided to venture to the Anglican church. Running late, you had no choice but to occupy a seat in the back. You leaned awkwardly to the side, nearly falling into the pews edge in an attempt to see the presider.

To your astonishment, a far superior sight unfolded—a raven-haired woman draped in black.

In the midst of prayer and hymns, you found your gaze drawn to her graceful figure, an enigmatic figure. Her dark curls were nestled beneath an even darker bonnet, adorned with silk ribbon. Instantly enchanting, her alabaster skin and, as you later discovered, azure eyes captivated your being. Despite the allure of her elegant stride and the way the corner of her mouth would occasionally turn up into a small smile, you dared not approach the subject of your admiration.

Yet, you dared to indulge in stolen glances, each soft gaze kindling a warmth within your heart.

Sundays held newfound anticipation for you, a shift from previous motives of seeking solace in the congregation.

However, on a recent Sunday, you were left devoid of joy and motivation when she failed to grace you with her presence.

✧✧✧

The ticking of the clock echoed in the shop, and before you knew it, the hands pointed to nearly 11 pm. A sense of joy and fluttering anticipation filled your stomach as thoughts of the impending midnight mass danced in your mind. The magic of Christmas enveloped the church, casting a spell that you could feel.

Heading to the back of your store, you stole a glance out the window, greeted by a gentle snowfall that blanketed the world.

You began extinguishing the candles one by one when the bell on the door rang, breaking the stillness and signalling an unexpected visitor.

You froze, who could be seeking books at this hour?

Slowly peaking through the shelves, it was far too dark to see. Creeping closer, you heard the soft shuffle of someone exploring the books.

You peered around the shelf and there she stood- the woman of your dreams, adorned in a black talma.

A gasp escaped your lips, prompting a swift retreat to the safety of the opposite shelf.

Memories of a previous encounter flooded your mind. Before one Sunday service began, you had ventured out early to pray. You stopped dead with trembling hands when you caught her kneeling with a grace that matched the intricately stained-glass windows. The flickering candlelight cast shadows on her profile, enhancing the allure that captivated you and lived in your imagination.

As she navigated the shadows of the books, you swooned, waiting with bated breath. Why had she chosen your shop? Shouldn't she be with her family, joining the congregation? Then again, you should have been with your own.

"Hello? Are you open for business?"

Her voice, a demanding melody, reverberated in the void of your shop. Your heartbeat quickened, torn between fleeing and standing your ground. This was your shop; you had to summon your strength.

Carefully, you stepped out from behind the bookshelf and surveyed the dark. When your eyes met hers, the unspoken connection between you became a silent dance, a tapestry woven with stolen glances and the shared sanctity of the church pews. You noticed the lack of warmth in her eyes and the metaphorical wall that she had up changed when she saw you. Your heart swelled with agony of unexpressed emotions and the delicate joy derived from the mere proximity of her ethereal presence. In a way, you mourned the unspoken connection, for there was no other option but to abandon it.

"Hi, I-I am open. How can I assist you?" you squeaked, attempting to mask any uncertainty or fear. The woman looked down at you, tilting her head in surprise.

"Amelia? This is your bookstore?"

You opened your mouth to answer, but your words eluded you. She spoke with less arrogance and gentler than you had known previous, but even more, she knew your name?

Of course, you were well aware of who she was, she and her brother were somewhat known in this town as the Murdstones—or, as some whispered, the Murderstones.

Perhaps she could be cruel, perhaps she was deceiving, yet she exuded a sickly sweetness, a captivating beauty in your eyes.

"Well I, yes I do" you nodded.

Jane stood tall, her eyebrows raising. You watched as a smile stretched across her face, and you couldn't help but think that this was the first time you saw her smile, a real smile; it was glorious.

"I must express my relief. I had no doubt that I would be greeted from behind the literature by a man." Jane released a small huff of laughter, and you suppressed a giggle.

"No, it's solely me" you replied with a smile.

Jane continued her exploration of the works, her long, slender fingers delicately wrapping around the spine of each one, caressing them lightly. You were entranced as she moved, perhaps she was a lover of literature after all.

Suddenly, Jane turned to you, furrowing her brows.

"Why are you open at this late hour?"

It was a valid question, why were you open at this hour? Well, for her, of course. But you pondered the same about her—why was she out so late?

"I sought fresh air after dinner, and I found myself here. I've been here for several hours" you chuckled, shrugging in embarrassment.

Jane smiled once more, averting her gaze and running her hand over the cover of a book.

"I'd love to spend several hours in a bookstore."

Silence enveloped you as she opened the book and flipped through its pages. Caught up in the enchantment of her presence, you failed to notice the book title, as your attention was wholly absorbed by the proximity of her features. She stood closer than ever before, her lips twitching as she silently mouthed the words her azure eyes scanned. The soft glow from the festive decorations cast a warm hue upon her, accentuating the grace of her features.

Jane's gaze shifted from the book to you, pulling you shamefully out of your trance.

"Do you plan to attend midnight mass?"

You nodded your head yes. "And you?"

Jane closed the book, cradling it against her chest.;

"Indeed. May I purchase this work?"

As Jane placed the book on the counter, revealing the cover and title, you paused. Running your hand over the leather, memories flooded back, reminiscent of the first time you read it. Unpopular, not for the story's shortcomings, but for its rather...unique allure—it was your favorite.

"Is this title familiar to you?" you questioned.

Jane shook her head, "I have not perused it, no."

You collected her payment and passed the book to her, long fingers grazing against yours. "Thank you."

You smiled and bowed your head, "Thank you for your purchase."

Jane's teeth shone through her smile, and genuine amusement sparkled in her eyes.

"Would you care to accompany me to the midnight mass?" she unexpectedly proposed, catching you off guard.

You blinked with surprise, was she serious?

Jane heard no reply, but she didn't budge, and you hopefully determined that she was.

✧✧✧

You and Jane embarked on a walk down the snow-covered cobblestone streets. You thought about the birth of Christ, the miracle of the season. You thought about the Anglican church and worship, you thought about Jane.

Your eyes sought out Jane's, the only eyes that captivated you, and you realized how lucky you were, for she was your sole companion in this moment. Her gaze met yours, a subtle recognition sparking between you. Jane fluttered her lashes, holding the book against her body with both hands. As you walked side by side, the snowflakes seemed to dance around you, and you longed to hold her gloved hand in yours.

As the midnight hour approached, the distant sounds of Christmas carols reached your ears. The Anglican church awaited, its doors open to those seeking solace and celebration. Together, you and Jane entered the sacred space, the flickering candlelight casting shadows on the ancient walls.

As you knelt in prayer, Jane's presence beside you added an unexpected grace to the sacred ritual, it embraced you. The air was charged with a sense of belonging, a connection that transcended the unspoken desires of wishful thinking.

✧✧✧

After the mass concluded, the two of you stepped out into the crisp night air, the world adorned in a fresh blanket of snow. Jane's gaze met yours under the glow of the moon, and a shared understanding lingered between you. The magic of Christmas had intricately woven a fabric of connection, and the possibility of your souls uniting felt more real than ever.

"This selection is commendable. It happens to be my favorite," you whispered, the words carrying a warmth that defied the winter chill.

Jane's eyes gleamed with a quiet delight, and a genuine smile played on her lips. The church bells chimed, marking the arrival of Christmas Day.

"Perhaps you'd like to take another stroll?" Jane asked, her voice soft against the stillness of the night.

As you and Jane navigated the mysteries of the night, she took a chance and let go of the book with one hand, carefully reaching out for yours.

In that moment, as the world held its breath in anticipation, you realized that the enchantment of the season had not only brought you a magical Christmas Eve, but also the mysterious beauty of Jane Murdstone. It was a midnight miracle.

[gulnarsultan]

How would Yandere platonic Catherine of Aragorn react to see Reader (Henry’s 8 eldest daughter) holding baby Mary in her arms, saying “Don’t worry baby sister, your older sister will protect you from any dangers.” And she’s rocking Mary back and forth, so she won’t cry and starts singing a lullaby (Reader’s mother was singing the same lullaby, before she died). The same goes for Yandere platonic Anne Boleyn and Jayne Seymour and Henry 8 to see Reader holding baby Elizabeth and Edward rocking them back and forth, singing lullabies.

I think yandere platonic Henry’s 8 wives only wished that Reader would be their daughter. Also this sight would warm their hearts.

So how would Yandere platonic Henry 8, Catherine of Aragorn, Anne Boleyn and Jayne Seymour react to the scenario I wrote above? Can you describe their feelings and what would they do? Something tells me that Mary, Elizabeth and Edward would be obsessed with their older sister.

The Princess is King Henry's first child born to his precious first wife. She's the only Princess who doesn't mind being a girl. Henry has always been the perfect father to the Princess. In fact, Catherine is very happy and emotional at this sight. She's most likely supporting Princess Catherine every time she miscarried and lost a baby. That's why the Princess means a lot to Catherine. For Catherine, the Princess' consolation is the only support for her disappointment and sadness at not giving birth to a man. I think Anne Boleyn will treat the Princess better than Mary. At first it was because she was afraid of the King. However, as she loves the Princess in a short time, she tries to get along with her. When Anne gives birth to a daughter, she finds solace in the Princess. The only shelter of the mother during the miscarriages and baby losses is the Princess. It will likely prevent Princess Anne's execution. However, even if he cannot prevent it, he will protect Elizabeth. The princess will ensure that both Mary and Elizabeth have titles. Thanks to the princess, Mary will be able to see her mother. Mary and Elizabeth become very attached to the Princess after the loss of their mother. Jane loves the Princess very much. She dreams of having a daughter like a Princess. The Princess supports her until Jane gives birth. The princess takes on the role of mother for Edward after Jane dies. Mary, Elizabeth and Edward see the Princess as mother and older sister figures. I expect all three of them will be yandere. The assurance, support, love and attention they receive in their lives comes from the Princess. The Princess takes the place of their mother, who never existed in their lives. So it's not surprising that they developed unhealthy tendencies for the Princess.

[lausdoodles]

Jane Eyre characterss My friends gifted me this book for my birthay and i loved it!! So here some character design like i did before for Wuthering Heights eheh

[unamazing-sheep21]

the ‘B’ in Byronic Hero stands for ‘ Brown’ actually

/ my own headcanons, no one can convince me I’m wrong

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

Midnight Roses - Master List

AN: Here is the Twilight x Percy Jackson fic that I promised months ago. I'm really happy with how it turned out and I hope you enjoy the fic as well. Comments and reblogs are very much appreciated! There are some darker elements in this fic; please read the warnings below. The warnings will be the same for every chapter.

This fic contains canon-typical violence and behaviours, manipulation, mentions of death, murder, orphans, pain, blood, blood drinking, torture, memory manipulation, prison, and criminals.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Epilogue

[twilight-at-midnight]

Caius having a mate with ADHD

Pairing: Caius Volturi x reader

Warnings: None

Requested: @fromheaventohell12

Request:

Can you continue with the sarong a reader with adhd? With Caius volturi?

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• You like to play your own theme song when walking into the throne room where the kings are

• Your theme song is “Let The Bad Times Roll” by The Offspring

• Everyone being weary around you, as they don’t want to do something that could upset you, so they’re friendly yet careful

• As if Caius isn’t overly protective enough, he finds a reason to add on more to that. It could be any reason, which includes nothing, Caius almost never leaves your side

• Caius loves you nonetheless, he will love you forever and will love you to pieces

• You had good days and bad days, when it’s a bad day, you are distracted easily, can hardly focus at all on just about anything

• Sometimes when you feel the need of having to defend yourself, there’s a chance you can get a little too egressive, and the first time Caius saw that side of you, he was both surprised and amused

• Amused because you can strike fear into someone if driven over your limit of tolerance

• Surprised because a couple of confrontations you had with others turned into actual fights, almost like you were back in high school joining the other kids in a circle to watch a good fight

• The last fight you had started went a little too far, you had thrown a few good punches and hits that you had dislocated the poor man’s jaw and seeing you were at no point in stopping any time soon, Caius had to pull you off and stop the fight himself

• Though Caius would never admit it, but there have been a couple of times in which he was unable to remove you alone and sought help from the other kings who soon turned to be just as amused just as much as Caius had been, but they agree to intervene and stop the madness brewing

• ADHD is not easy but is manageable, Caius is always checking to make sure you’re taking the medicine prescribed by your doctor before he does anything else

• There had been one certain occasion that you missed because of how much you enjoy reading any book

• That event was Caius’s birthday and though he didn’t say anything about it, he found it adorable of you trying to go out of your way to make up for it

• In the end, Caius reassures you until you follow through and listen to him when he says not to worry about

• But in the back of your mind, you still worry and it wasn’t doing you any good

• Not only did you have ADHD, but you had anxiety along with it and that gave Caius the need to make sure you’re protected and not hurt

�� If you’re going through one, he is always there for you, and he uses one or two of your own jokes told to him in the past by you

• “How did they punish Hellen Keller for using the phone?”

• You just shrug, already knowing the answer to this one and yet it still makes you laugh like it’s the first time you are hearing it

• Caius loves the sound of your laugh, that’s one of the many things he loves/admires about you

• Sometimes when you’re in the throne room with Caius, you have your bottle containing your medicine in your pocket. On several occasions you had left the bottle behind without even realizing it until one of the kings return it to you

• Caius doesn’t go anywhere without making sure you had what you needed

• He tries to keep you as close as possible, sometimes when he is with you during the night, you play all sorts of different games to help you to better focus

• The games you have come from the same ones you played throughout your childhood

• Your favorite was Yahtzee

• Sometimes you two wouldn’t be doing anything beside cuddling and taking it easy for the day

• Despite his busy schedule, Caius always makes sure to squeeze time in to spend with you

• Which is something you appreciate more than words can describe

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@twilight-at-midnight

Characters:

• Carlisle Cullen

• Edward Cullen

• Jasper Cullen

• Emmett Cullen

• Riley Biers

• Alice Cullen

• Rosalie Cullen

• Benjamin

• Bella Swan

• Jacob Black

• Vladimir

• Aro

• Alec

• Caius

• Jane

• Victoria