#judgemental volturi

[youryurigoddess]

Judgmental Aziraphale is real and can hurt you if necessary.

[lostboys-fangposting]

tbh i think a lot of the twilight verse vampire world's problems would've been solved if they'd just let caius go nuts

[qdbs-writes]

Do you write fem readers?!? 😭 If so can you write some head cannons about the Cullens with a goth s/o

i proudly write for all readers, nonny! and I'm gonna assume this about about trad!goth, but I'll try and make sure this applies to most goth subcultures!

Cullen Clan x Goth!Fem!S/O

Carlisle Cullen

He's confused but supportive. Back in his day, the term 'goth' only applied to the people who sacked Rome, which he'll remind you of regularly, especially if you're visiting the Volturi (who will also assume that you are directly connected to the ancient Goths, and would fear you as a result).

He'd be interested in your genealogy, because he thinks you're connection to the goth style can't be mere coincidence or personal choice, and it wouldn't be difficult to find out either, all he'd have to do is check if you have any Germanic ancestry from the last 2000 years.

Esme Cullen

If you're happy and comfortable, she's happy and comfortable. While it probably isn't her style personally, she's quick to see the benefits. For instance, black is a very easy colour to maintain, particularly with regards to cleaning.

Her only concern is getting you clothes other than black so that you can have something to wear to events that may require specific colours, like if you two are guests at a wedding (she wouldn't want you wearing black as it's bad luck for the couple).

Edward Cullen

Edward himself is basically a diet-corporate goth, so dating you will probably help him develop his own sense of comfort in the style.

The two of you are regularly seen brooding in the Forks CVS, loitering around the hair dye section, silently terrifying all of the elderly people waiting at the pharmacy.

Edward is likely already very familiar with goth music, has absolutely been to some Bauhaus concerts in his time, and probably has a respectable collection of gothic rock records in his room.

Rosalie Hale

It'll be like a Barbie/Oppenheimer-esque clash in aesthetics. I personally see Rosalie with a very Y2K aesthetic, so the two of you walking down the street together might turn some heads.

That doesn't mean that she isn't fully supportive of your style though, and appreciates the philosophy of the aesthetic, how it's a style built on defying expectations of conformity and obedience. In her short life, all Rosalie knew was to dress properly, smile, be open, happy, a willing host, an amusing guest. In death, she's proud to be herself, and even prouder to be with someone so comfortable with dressing exactly how they want, regardless of what others might think.

Emmett Cullen

You dress scary and Emmett loves it. He has regularly compared you to a venomous snake, your black clothes and aggressive makeup mean that almost everyone in Forks steers clear of you. But not Emmett, he's never had the survival instincts to stay away from things that could kill him, in fact, your "unapproachable" style only drew him in more.

Absolutely loves wandering around Forks with you, even if you aren't particularly doing anything. He thinks it's hilarious that some people cross the street to avoid you, it's like having 'scary dog' privileges.

Alice Cullen

She'd seen you in her visions for some time, but she almost didn't recognise you when you started dressing strangely and wearing heavy makeup. At first, it disturbed her, you looked like the sleep-paralysis demons that used to haunt her in the asylum.

Once she gets the chance to meet you in real life, that fear quickly subsides. Through your relationship, Alice learns how much of a safe space goth society can be, and that she can rely on other goths to not be judgemental towards her like so many others are.

Jasper Hale

Greatly appreciates the Victorian-era elements that are incorporated into your clothes, it helps him feel less old. You'll make his day if you show any interest in his clothes and jewellery that he had in life, particularly the more morbid pieces (such as the ring made out of his mother's hair).

If you're looking particularly historical, he'll love to get in his original clothes from when he was alive (except the ""uniform"" that shan't be mentioned), and stroll about Forks with you, arm in arm, like a true Southern gentleman.

[volturissideslut]

Would you please consider writing for Volturi with a human, plus sized mate? Like they are the sibling of Bella, meeting the Kings during the whole “saving-Edward-thing”. How do you think they’d handle a plus sized human mate?

Also love your blog 🩷

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎

Kind of general, not specific to any characters just about the volturi as a whole really

To be perfectly honest, I don't thing that it would be something that any of them really pick up on or notice unless you go to them with any insecurity and let them know

Many of the Volturi vampires have been around for hundreds and thousands of years just like many of the vampires, and so they would have seen all the beauty standards across that timeline such as how being on the thicker side would have been beautiful or more attractive because it was a show of wealth and status. Or how in other times being athletic and strong was more desirable to show ability to provide and protect. In other times we see leaner and more thin people being seen as more desirable and seen as prettier or more attractive.

Point being: most of the Volturi have seen the range of beauty standards from the 'heroin chic' from the 90's (women being so thin it looks like they're on heroin) to communities that practice leblouh (feeding to obesity for beauty)

Either way, no matter shape or size it's non-judgemental there. If they see you as their mate then they'll love you for you. Maybe they have preferences on their type or whatever (I personally hc Marcus and Felix to have a thing for thighs and tummy) but you're their mate and you're beautiful to them

Now of course, if you were upset by it that that is a different story completely. They're whipped for you, no beating around the bush or denying that fact, and there really isn't much space for insecurity when your living in a situation where the ground you walk on is practically worshipped by your mate. Kisses are peppered across you whenever they are given a spare moment and the chance. They're just fully in love

[twilightt-fantasy]

wounds [alec volturi]

description: Heya love can I request 26, 28 and 29 for Alec x Injuredfemreader?

prompts: "i'm sorry you had to see me like this" // "no one ever cared about me like you" // "do you know how to use a first aid kit"

requested by: @candypop1611

warnings: curse words

i haven't written for alec in so long, this is weird haha,, thanks for requesting!

"Ah, fuck." You hissed through your teeth, throwing your head back as you pressed your hand into your abdomen.

You had been struck hard in the stomach with one of the objects the Guard was using in training, your momentary lapse in judgement putting you too close to the action and in Demetri’s way. Hot tears pricked your eyes and you felt your breathing increase, your body trying hard to fight back the pain that was slowly growing.

As the only human the Guard looked after, you were allowed in on training sessions, but only if you stayed out of the way. Your conversation with Jane had distracted you too much.

“Are you okay?” Demetri asked you, pulling your hand away from your stomach as he approached. You heard him inhale deeply before you turned to him, his lips curled up in disappointment. “You’re bleeding pretty bad.”

“Get out of the way.” Alec was the next to you, shoving his coven mate away from you to take his place. His crimson eyes assessed the situation quickly and he turned to give Demetri a nasty look before putting his attention back on you.

“I’m fine.” You insisted, though you were feeling lightheaded from the knowledge of how severe your injury was and the sharp pain in your stomach. You were close to hyperventilating but refused to show that kind of weakness in front of them. “It was my fault, I know not to stand too close.”

Alec huffed, moving to place his hands under your body to pull you close to him. “Demetri should’ve been paying attention.”

“We both should’ve and we’ll know better for next time.” Your mate was more stubborn than you most days, which made conversations like this difficult. You felt better next to him though, but refused to look at him with tears running down your cheeks. “Now, do you know how to use a first aid kit?”

Alec stood then, holding you close in his arms as he flashed away from the training room. You huffed to yourself, knowing you’d have to go and apologize to them all for Alec’s overprotective nature. It had been a few years since you had met him and still he had not changed his ways - though, your being human didn’t help your cause. It was a wonder the kings or Alec hadn’t forced the change upon you yet.

Upon returning to your shared rooms, Alec set you on the bed and went to retrieve the first aid kit from the bathroom. You pulled your shirt up slightly, hissing when you saw the deep gash and the blood. Of course, being the only human around, you were prone to injuries. But this one looked particularly bad and you wondered if you should go to the hospital wing.

Your eyes were still watery and your nose was stuffy, so you kept your gaze downcast when Alex finally appeared again. He held the first aid kit, placing it next to you on the bed before opening it to reveal wound cleaning supplies and things needed for stitches. You pulled your lips in a grimace, not looking forward to the needle piercing your skin.

Alec said nothing as he poured the antiseptic over the gash, but he rubbed his finger against your hand at your soft gasp. His fingers moved with practiced ease as he cleaned up the blood and began to move the needle and thread through your skin to stitch you up.

Your tears had slowed, the initial panic from the situation wearing off and leaving you feeling tired, though your stomach did still hurt. “It hurts.”

“I’ll get you some medicine once I’m done.” Alec said gently, finishing the stitch before grabbing a big bandaid and covering the area.

You were quiet for a moment before you whispered. “I’m sorry you had to see me like this.”

You hated to cry in front of Alec - it made you seem weak and less than him in your opinion, since you were only human and so fragile. Alec pushed your head up with his thumb, his eyes gentle as he stared at you. “Don’t apologize for anything, love. I can’t imagine the pain you felt and you’re strong for dealing with it so bravely.”

Your lips quivered again, tears rushing to your eyes for a whole different reason. “No one ever cared for me like you.”

Your mate moved closer, wrapping his arms around you to bring you to his chest while trying to be aware of your wound. “I’ll be here forever to care for you. Human or vampire, it’s all the same to me.”

He kissed your head twice, squeezing you tighter for a moment while you twisted your hands in his shirt. You could’ve stayed with him in that moment for the rest of your forever, but your wound was aching and Alec must have known. “Now, I’ll run and grab you some pain meds and we’ll stay in for the rest of the night. Sound okay?”

You smiled into his shirt, moving back to kiss his chest once before letting him go. “Sounds perfect.”

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Wait, wait. So. Carlisle is a doctor, right? But. Human Carlisle was a preacher's son. Not a doctor. And. I'm just realizing, I'm sure the books say something about this but I must have glossed over it. Carlisle... as a vampire... learned to be a doctor. Before meeting the Volturi even???

This man just. walks into idk 18th century med school. and is like "Don't mind me I'm definitely not afflicted with a strange condition, let's just learn from these cadavers"

Do you think he did a residency??? Young Carlisle, eating rats in the sewers by night, understudy at some hospital by day. Germ theory wasn't even a thing then! Oh my god I bet he killed people by mistake from infection due to unsanitary hands. Do you think he realizes??

And. And. And. Medicine was a whole different bag of bones back then. The cadavers were often stolen! Sometimes by the teaching doctors! Somehow I can't see this son of a preacher-man digging up graves, but he had to have tacitly condoned it.

What even is this man? I mean we know he's big no judgement with the vampires killing humans, but by god he really doesn't judge anyone does he???

(Any early-Doctorage meta thoughts you have would be appreciated!)

@therealvinelle has a great post that covers pretty much everything you're asking

Oh, anon, the books said a lot about this. I think the movies briefly mentioned it but it wasn't that important to them so they kind of skipped it.

It's to the point where there's not much meta to be had, we pretty much get the whole story.

But yes, Carlisle starts out as a vampire hunting priest, and this does not go well for him. He then has a terrible time trying to kill himself only to find he could eat animals, goes to Volterra, yada yada, then leaves.

So yes, the medical career was pointedly after the Volturi (though Meyer keeps her timeline weird and vague about when Carlisle was with the Volturi and how long, but it seems he showed up there within a few decades of turning if that and left a few decades later)

We learn than Carlisle afterwards pursued a number of things in university, enrolling himself, trying to decide what he wanted to actually do with his life (among these apparently was music I believe) but he eventually settled on medicine.

Carlisle predates doing residencies and just slinks in at modern medicine as we recognize it in the western world (he would have just been starting/been after we decided "actually, we need to cut up bodies to study anatomy"). So yes, there were a lot of things people thought they knew at the time and did that Carlisle would have been caught up in to then learn "oh fuck" later.

That said, we're told canonically that Carlisle often goes back to university to make sure he's up to date with the field, so he's not telling you that your humors are out of whack if you visit him.

But yes, he's a weird dude.

[aschann]

How would the Volturi react if their S/o is fan of true-crime Part 2

Caius

He wouldn't really care about your love of crime. In fact, he may have remarked several times why you bother with crime, because people are just people. (Even when you are about to be turned)

At first he doesn't really understand your hobbies, but over time you can get to a level where you can rarely discuss a current case that interests you.

Just like Aro and Marcus, Caius is protective of his partner, but he also goes for your fighting skills. If you can one day negotiate your way out of the castle walls, for example to go shopping, you can protect yourself, especially if you just go after danger.

He'll assign you a throne next to his that very day if you mention that you'd like to attend the judgement as his queen.

He won't stop you if you want to toy in the throne room with the vampire who has killed countless humans as a human, and even gives you a proud smile. However, if there's trouble, he'll step right in and rip the vampire's arms off. (Only if you're a vampire)

He won't hold you back if you want to spend time in the torture chamber with Jane later on, but only if you're a vampire and have good enough fighting skills and powers, if any. He trusts Jane not to let a strand of your hair get harmed.

Do you want to go out? Outside Volterra? Dream on. Every now and then you can go, the two of you, every couple of years for a little outing where he admires the art while you look for and maybe try to solve the crime of the place, under his protective gaze of course.

Overall, he's curious but doesn't mind your hobby, because he likes to see you cheered up after a case is solved (either the police found the killer or you did justice.)

Demetri

He would enjoy the situation, and before each mission he would ask what unsolved murders had occurred in that area. He loves the way your face lights up and he can find out everything in minutes.

If you're human or not, but if you're a vampire you can accompany him on the easier tasks.

He doesn't hesitate when you ask him to find the killer of an unsolved sick murder.

On your honeymoon you won't have the time or energy to deal with the crimes, your husband will take care of that, but in return when the masters give you two a few weeks off, he'll help you once or twice, and you'll always be amply repaid in the evening in your bedrooms.

The Greek vampire often had to steal you away from the company of Jane, with whom you became good friends.

He's not going to let you down in the dungeon, Jane or no Jane, you'll have to accept that, because there's a lot you can talk to him about but you won't be able to get him to let you near the ravenous and evil-minded vampires.

You had to fight not to be seen as the innocent, naive girl in order to get an action phase in your little investigation.

Overall, he would find your hobbies sexy and attractive, you can't imagine how many times he would have wanted to carry you to bed or kiss you when you were trying to find out who the killer was before the police did.

Alec

At the beginning of your relationship you don't really dare to tell him the truth, and understandably so, there's a lot of misunderstanding because you're secluded and if no one comes looking for you could be sitting in a secret corner of the garden or library for hours, reading police reports and articles on all sorts of subjects.

The cards have been turned, this time it's Alec who's bothered, annoyed that even when you're together you're not yourself, guilted into lying.

In the end, your own guilt won out, embarrassed, you told him about your hobbies of reading about crime and listening to podcasts.

A giant rock fell from the heart of the witch's twin. In relief, he ignores how unusual your hobby is and embraces you instead.

You have to teach him everything you know, even if it takes years. He wants to know why you're interested in the subject.

You're his partner, he doesn't want you to hide anything from him just because you're afraid of his reaction because of his past.

He will back you up if you want to investigate, up to the line that you won't involve yourself in danger, and leave the dirty work that arises to him and his sister.

If it weren't for you, he probably wouldn't care much about people based on his human experience.

Jane

Like Alec, it was hard to tell her.

Unlike her brother, she is more strongly against your hobby.

In the beginning she could smash your phone/laptop and the TV if she caught you.

For a long time, think weeks/months she always found someone to babysit, and even if you've worked your charm, they're all scared of Jane letting you have access to any electrical devices.

Jane hates your hobbies, she doesn't understand why you watch horror movies. Even if part of her is glad that knowing the horrors of the world won't make you leave, the biggest part of her wants to protect you from the horrors of the world.

If you are flexible, she will help you find other hobbies.

If not, she will set up boundaries. Don't think you can watch anything without her presence. For a long time, all electronic devices will disappear. And for Jane, such a long period can last for years.

She hopes that over the years you'll find other activities and hobbies to pursue, perhaps even taking her to museums and the theatre.

She'll soften up in time, but you'll have to work very hard on that, but she'll always hate true-crime which will always remind her of her own past humanity.

[panlight]

"Am I picking one I love or hate?" Yes.

"Are these supposed to be good or bad?" Yes.

[baby-alien11]

Blurb: The Tortured Poets Department (Y/N Ulrich Universe)

inspired by the conversation with my girls @gabbylovesreading @nikfigueiredo (yes, we finally have a gc)

taglist (open): @volturi-girl-imagines @dessxoxsworld @camiesully @ethanlandryluver @nowitsmissing @aliciacat20 @gabbylovesreading @nikfigueiredo @itsaaliyah2

Ever since Taylor Swift anounced TTPD at the Grammys, while you were at the Saturn Awards with Jack, you along the rest of the swifties and the internet, went into a spyral of theories, specially after the song titles and the clues she left

And when the day finally came, which was also in race weekend with the Shangai Grand Prix, meaning that sleeping wasn't an option, but it was good that half of the refrigerator was full of cans of Red Bull of different flavors

While watching the practice on F1TV, you started to prepare your environment which consisted on Spotify open in your laptop with the countdown, a dictionary, a box of tissues, a can of Coconut-Berry Red Bull to survive the night

"Tatum, baby, I'm sorry for the person I'm about to become", you apologized to your cat hugging her against your chest, "Mommy is going to be okay, I promise"

"Hey, tornado", Skeet said standing at the entrance of your room, "Just checking in before the album is released, you need anything else, a snack or another Red Bull?"

"I'm good at the moment, thank you dad", you responded, "And I'm sorry in advance for my cries and screams"

"Don't worry, I have my earplugs, so scream and cry all you want, good night"

Practically running away, Skeet closed the door of your room leaving you and Tatum in there; once there was only five minutes for the album release, you turned down the volume of the TV, and turning up the volume of your laptop, all while Tatum went to her squishmallow shark bed and try to sleep

"Hey babe, this voice message is before I heard The Tortured Poests Department, because I won't be the same, and this will be the first voice message of the night, sweet dreams, love you", you said recording it before sending it to Jack

Once it was the time, you tried to press play but it wasn't possible because of all the people trying to listen to it, so closing and opening it again worked, playing it finally and hearing the melody of the first song

During the listenign of the album, you were crying and screaming because of the references and lyrics, while sending Jack audios about the songs, and also seeing the end of the free practices and seeing two of your new friends in the first three places, before returning to listen to the album

And just as you were listening it for the second time, a notif apeared on your phone that made you enter in shock

"The woman just released a second album", you exclaimed recording a voice note for Jack, "Blondie doesn't sleep"

Finishing your can of Red Bull, you pressed play on the second album listening to it, while the sprint qualy started, at the end of the second album, you were laying on your carpet with your phone in hand and used tissues close, while Tatum watched you fron your bed with judgement

"The album destroyed me, worst than I thought, I have no more tears in me", you said recording another voice note, before turning your head to your TV, that was playing the ending of the qualy, "And how the fuck is Lando on pole position?!"

The next day, after falling asleep late, the first thing you saw when you went downstairs was a PR package from Taylor Swift

[bella-goths-wife]

Why cullen reader got her gift

In your human life, your uncle had been a traveler and collector of animals

From domesticated animals to exotic birds he had owned them

And as his only niece, you received many pets for your birthday

Even at a few months old animals acted strange around you

Birds would gather outside your closed window where your crib faced and your uncles pet dog would lay near your crib and growl at anyone it perceived as a threat

This pattern grew more when you had grown older

Your father once took you with your brothers to witness him hunt deer in the local forest

You were extremely distressed at seeing the deer in a panic and when it was shot down you screamed bloody murder as if you had taken the bullet yourself

Your gift only increased after your sickness with Scarlett fever almost became fatal

Carlisle would observe you from afar as you wandered the woods and one day he watched as you approached a wild wolf only to pat its head and send it on its way

This sealed your fate in Carlisle’s mind as he saw it as another sign that you must be turned

When you were turned and locked away, your gift was one of the only things that brought you comfort as you would bring the birds to your window to sing you songs to ease your sadness

When you were turned you gained the ability to control and communicate with animals

The negatives to that was you formed a connection with these animals so if they were put under distress or injured while under your control, you would feel it’s pain and fear

You quickly found this out when your family forced you to force a deer to approach them so they could feed, once they sank their teeth in you felt it as if it was your own neck

You preferred not to use your power to hunt animals as you didn’t want them to to experience pain or distress

Carlisle would take this as a possibly punishment for you so if you committed a grave error in judgement, he would make you take control of a small animal and would then kill it

You were given this power because your soul intertwined with the spirits of animals as if fate knew before you that you would be treated like a pet too

With this power your face slightly adapted to give your eyes a more wide, doe like look which always made you look even younger

You slightly disliked your power because you saw it as you robbing the animals of freedom, something you always craved

The Volturi had a great interest in your power, not for battle but for their entertainment

Jane and Marcus liked the songs of the birds you would bring to their windows

Aro and Caius liked to see you control giant beasts of animals and talk to them as if they were simple house pets

Alec enjoyed seeing your kindness and care towards the animals, it was rare for him to enjoy anyones kindness but your gentle nature made you an exception to him

Felix and Dimitri loved to have you help them mess with each other by using the animals to prank each other

Caius and Alec would love to see you use your power in battle but the others forbid them

You didn’t know it at the time, but your power would one day aid your escape and the start of your new life

Hope you enjoyed, my requests for cullen reader are open so feel free to ask anything

Love ya ❤️

[archoniluthradanar]

A Day on the Boardwalk with the Volturi Masters

The fourth place winner for the Summer Fun with the Volturi Masters, story poll results.

You are outside in the garden, enjoying the warmth of the day. The inside of the castle can be chilly since vampires don't notice temperature, hot or cold, and wearing sweaters inside is common for you. The fireplace in your room provides enough heat, when you're actually there. You look at your bare arms, wondering what they will look like in the sun once you're a vampire. Would you sparkle as prettily as you'd seen the Volturi sparkle? It seemed absurd that vampires would sparkle in any case. No TV or movie vampire did that. But these were genuine creatures of the night, only they weren't relegated to existing in the dark. Your entire belief system about beings that shouldn't even exist was thrown out the proverbial window when you had been saved by the Volturi masters. You were so happy they did exist, and that they'd granted you permission to stay with them.

The masters had been busy today with a few trials that involved errant newborns and their indiscreet sires. After judgement had been passed and punishment meted out, Aro was free to come outside to greet you and see how you were doing. You scoot over once you realize he intends to sit next to you on the bench. He generally does things without prelude, assuming everyone knows what he wants without his needing to say anything. The Guard usually do, but you're human and a newcomer.

"Good morning, Aro. Court all finished?" you ask, a smile on your face. The lead Volturi master is so utterly gorgeous, just being around him makes you smile. But your gratitude for everything he has done for you surpasses the appeal of his appearance. When you tell the masters you love them, you mean it wholeheartedly.

"Yes, the guilty have been punished, so I thought I would check on you."

"Aro, do you really have to determine if they're innocent or guilty, or do you make that decision ahead of time?"

"My dear, if they were innocent, they would not be standing before us. Do you understand?"

You pat his hand closest to you and nod. "I do. And you must do your job well, or the planet would have been in chaos long ago."

He's pleased you understand their importance in the vampire community, and bends over to kiss your cheek. "Now that we are free for a few days, have you anything you wish to do? It has been interesting seeing the human world through your eyes. Name it, anything you wish to do."

"Well...there is one thing. It means leaving Italy again."

"Where to this time?" he asks you, curious.

"There's this boardwalk I have always wanted to visit on the East Coast of America, and never had the chance. It's in Ocean City, Maryland."

"The ocean again?"

"I love the ocean, Aro. And it's fun, if you enjoy people watching, eating, walking, and oh yes, they have rides and games too."

"But, dear one, we have done these things already."

"It's not the same, Aro. We can't swim since it's so crowded, and therefore there'd be no privacy for us. This is more people oriented, and I thought you all might enjoy the prospect of mingling with my kind for a change, as long as you feed before we leave. We could stay one night at a beachfront hotel and just relax. You do know the concept of relaxation."

Aro nods and places cool fingers under your chin. He leans in and kisses your warm lips in his usual familiar manner. You sometimes wonder if Sulpicia knows about his ways and doesn't care. You'd hate to have her despise you for the liberties her mate takes for himself. "Very well, my dear. Make the necessary preparations, and let me know when we should be ready."

"Thank you, Aro. It'll be fun." You rise from the bench and look down at him. "You're making it possible for me to do the things I missed out on when I left America." You lean down and hug him, then run off. "Thank you again!" you shout as you leave the garden.

Later that day, you seek out Aro, who is in the library with Marcus and Caius.

Excited to be traveling again, you give the masters the details of this short trip. "We have a room booked at the Grand Hotel, direct ocean view with king and queen beds, and a kitchenette, which is important only to me. It's right on the beach too. There's a game room, and several pool tables and darts in the bar. They have an indoor and an outdoor swimming pool. And our room has a balcony for those of us who don't need sleep. You can sit outside and watch the ocean and the night sky. Its the best I could find on short notice, and since money is no object, I was able to reserve one of their remaining best rooms."

"It sounds lovely, my dear," Marcus says, noticing the pink rise in your cheeks. Your enthusiasm is bubbling over and it can at times be catching.

The next day, the coven awaits Heidi's arrival, their walking meals already approaching the throne room. You are always ordered to stay in your room during these times, for your safety. While the Volturi feed, you're looking up information on the boardwalk. Aro already made sure the jet was ready to go. It will land in Baltimore where you have a car waiting. Then in less than 3 hours, you should be in the city by the sea.

Without realizing, you've fallen asleep on the bed, your cell phone in your hand. You wake when you feel someone kissing your neck. Opening your eyes, you see Marcus bending over you. "Wake up, little human. We're getting ready to leave."

"Is everyone done eating?" you murmur with a yawn.

Marcus smiles when you ask. Feeding off humans is something that's so normal for them and should be just as grotesque to humans, yet you ask as if they had just eaten pizza and not human blood.

Taking his hand, you get up off the bed and throw a few things into an overnight bag. You freshen up in the bathroom, then change into blue jeans and a red button up sleeveless shirt. Your long hair is pulled up into a ponytail and your favourite hoops are in your ears. You turn to Marcus, smiling, and slipping on your sunglasses, ask, "Does everyone have their contacts and sunglasses, Marcus?"

"Yes, dear one, so if you are ready..." He takes your bag and extends his free arm for you to take, and you both leave your room.

The flight is uneventful, and before long you're landed in the state of Maryland. The car is waiting, as expected, and you drive everyone to Ocean City in record time. The hotel is not quite ready for your check in, so you ask the masters if walking the boardwalk would be doable now. They agree and walk with you, dressed as casually as they had chosen, in black jeans and pullovers. They surround you in their usual formation, Aro in front, with Marcus and Caius on either side of you, protecting you even when there is no need.

The masters look around as they move gracefully along the boardwalk, finding the place a chaotic one of noise, light, voices over voices, and the smell human of blood mingling with sweat, suntan oil, and fried foods. You just see humanity at its most casual.

"Oh, isn't it wonderful," you say, dancing around the masters. "Listen to the ocean waves washing ashore, hear the seagulls flying overheard. And look at all the half-naked humans. All that bared skin, the blood coursing underneath it, just waiting to be savored like fine wine. A mass of foolish humans deserving to be bitten...and you can't do a thing about it." You laugh in an exaggerated tone, similar to the villains in old cartoons.

Caius grumbles low in his chest. "Why are you doing this," he asks you. "You're an evil little girl."

"I'm just getting back at you for all the teasing. And I'm not a little girl." You stand in front of Caius, your legs parted, your hands on your hips, glaring at him. The next thing you know, he's coming after you, his teeth bared.

You run and hide behind Marcus, who is tolerant of your behavior, finding himself amused. Using his body as a shield, you round him several times while Caius pretends to attack. God knows if he wanted to really hurt you, he could. Your shrieks fill the air, until Caius catches you and wraps his arms around your entire body, making it impossible for you to move. You feel his icy breath wash over your neck, his teeth gnashing in a threatening manner, but you just giggle until you're breathless.

Aro has kept his patience, but finally huffs at you both. "Children! Stop this nonsense," he says, emphasizing the word 'children'.

You stop struggling in Caius' arms, and tug your clothing back into place when he releases you.

Caius glares at Aro. "Brother, do not call me a child. We were just...playing." He turns to you, smirking.

You look up and point. "A T-shirt shop! Oh, we have to go in there and look for the perfect t-shirts to take home as souvenirs." The masters follow you into the store, their eyes perusing the wares hanging everywhere.

You look over the shirts with ocean theme images on them, something that would help you remember this short visit. "Oh no, look at these." You point out a wall displaying various supernatural logos, some vampiric in design.

The masters scan the shirts, finding them amusing. You show Aro one that says 'I'm a vampire. Don't let this human costume fool you'.

"I think I prefer this one," he says, showing you. It reads 'If I say "First of All", run away because I have prepared charts, data, research, and will destroy you'.

"Well, that's not very nice, Aro."

"Exactly, my dear."

"I have the perfect one." Caius shows you his choice which says, 'Once a King, always a King. But once a Knight is never enough!'

"Hmmm?" you suppress a smile.

"You do understand the play on words," Caius queries, one hand sliding up your arm, giving you goosebumps.

"Yes, Caius, I get it. Now behave, before Aro gives us another dressing down." You look for Marcus, who is looking over the display. "Find anything you like, Marcus?"

He picks out one that says 'Wear Black, Drink Blood', then looks down at you, his brows raised.

"Well, it's to the point. And very Volturi. I love it." He puts an arm around you, asking you if you've found one to your liking. You point to a blue one that says 'Ocean City, Maryland. Summer paradise.' with an ocean, two palm trees and the sun imaged on it. It was typical tourist kitsch and you grab it.

Aro pays for all the t-shirts and you get to carry the bag. When you leave the store, you see a stand that sells buckets of fries. You've heard of this stand and run over to get a medium size bucket. You return to the masters, eating the hot fries one at a time. And as usual, Aro makes a face.

"Child, your health."

"Aro, it's one small medium-sized bucket, and besides, eventually I'll be changed and then it won't matter. I'll be in perfect health. Forever." You feel a hand tug playfully on your ponytail. but when you turn around, no one is there. "Caius," you mutter.

As you continue down the boardwalk, you find a gaming room loaded with all kinds of machines and a large sign that says "Prizes!" hanging overhead.

You challenge the masters to play the bowling game, asking them to give any tickets they win to you. You don't do too badly, but vampire skills win the day, and your hands are soon full of tickets. You sort them out and stuff them in your pockets. then challenge them to air hockey. Caius is always up to a challenge that feels like a battle, and offers to play with you once he understands how. Aro and Marcus watch with curiosity and are soon cheering you on. Of course Caius wins but he does give you all his tickets. After a while you add up them up and redeem them for another stuffed animal.

"What is this, my dear?" Aro asks, turning the toy over in his hands.

"You claim to have read more books than any human in the world, and you don't know Winnie the Pooh?"

He gives you back the bear and states imperiously, "We don't read children's stories, dear one."

"Hmmm. Well, maybe we should get to the hotel. Our room may be ready by now." And it is. Once in your upper level suite, you look around, smiling when you see the large balcony. You go out and look over the entire boardwalk, the beach and the ocean beyond. "It's perfect," you whisper.

The masters are not impressed, feeling there is no grandeur, but if it makes you happy, they are happy.

"I'm hungry. Can we go downstairs and get something to eat, and maybe get a drink and play pool?"

In the bar, you find one pool table not in use and claim it. You persuade Marcus to play against you first. With a mai tai in your hand, you choose your pool stick and wait for Marcus to do likewise. He watches you break, and in no time he understands the concept of the game. You love pool and have not done too poorly, but Marcus easily beats you three out of three. You put your sticks away, but before he walks away, you stand on tiptoe and kiss him. He watches you silently while you go pick up your drink.

After several games of darts, in which both Aro and Caius defeat you, you finish your drink and say, "If my ego was in constant need of boosting, I'd be very depressed by now." But you realize, you don't need to think about your ego. You have the best companions in the world.

You fetch a supper from a local eatery and then return to the room. The masters go sit outside on the balcony while you eat, then you join them. You stand behind Marcus, your hands on his shoulders. The sun is now setting, and the crowds have thinned considerably. You inhale deeply of the salt-sea air, so different from the air in Volterra.

You feel Marcus rest his cold hand on yours, drawing you down. He seems to enjoy the warmth of your skin. The sweet scent of warm cinnamon milk, with a dollop of whipped creme, fills your nose. His soft hair tickles your cheek.

When you ready for bed, tired from your full day, he is the one who tucks you in. You ask him to lie with you awhile, whereupon you both talk about the day, and you even dare ask a couple of questions about being a vampire. As you fade off to sleep, you feel Marcus kiss you, gently at first, then with a bit more passion. You determine you need to speak to him about things, things...and then you're out.

The next morning, you feel hands shaking you. It's Caius. "Wake up, little human. Time to get ready to go."

"No, please, just three more hours." Then hands start to tickle you, making you shriek, "No fair! You're not ticklish. Stop! ARO!"

"Brother, she is awake. My dear, get ready please. Caius, take her things downstairs and we will be down in a moment."

No matter how much fun the masters seem to have when you travel, they also seem just as eager to go home.

Aro looks at you, then takes your hand in his and begins to read your most recent memories. After a couple seconds, you suddenly pull your hand from his.

"I'm not finished," Aro says, a frown on his face.

"Oh yes, you are," you retort. "I think I deserve some privacy where...uhem, my thoughts are my own, Aro."

He nods once, but then he gives you a smile of understanding. "I'll wait until you've had the chance to discuss the issue with our brother."

As if you plan to let him read you then. You huff quietly, and leave the room, Aro right behind you.

You meet up with patiently waiting Marcus and Caius, then leave the hotel lobby together.

"Let's ride the tram back to the parking lot," you suggest.

"Tram? What is a tram?" Aro asked.

You point at the conga line of open cars being pulled by a lead car. "That is the tram."

"Why take the tram, my dear?"

"Because I'm tired, Aro. And it would allow me one last look at everything before we go home. Hello, it's your little human here. You could run the length of the boardwalk in the time it takes to say 'run the length of the boardwalk'. I can't."

Aro bends to whisper in your ear. "All the more reason to change as soon as possible."

His whisper tickles. "I know," you say simply.

"She must be tired to offer no argument to that proposition, brother. Let's take the tram," Marcus says.

Everyone climbs onto the next tram, and rides it the length of the boardwalk to the parking lot. You take one more look around at the ocean, the shops, rides, then watch the masters while they do the same. You feel a hand take your own and look up at Marcus. He leans over to kiss your temple, then looks straight ahead. You lower your head and smile. You have a feeling Volterra will become your permanent home sooner than you thought. But for now, you're enjoying showing the Volturi masters a world they don't know as they prepare you for a world you never knew existed.

A/N : The vampire-themed t-shirts are real. Found them at an online shop.

[twilightsleepjunkie]

Head Canon: Bella and the Cullens

I think a big part of Edward's draw to Bella is that she's the first human to ever show any interest in him and why he seems different from the rest of her classmates. The Cullen's a 'freaks' to the rest of the humans they encounter. They stand out in a bad way. For people who try to blend in, they don't do it very well. The traits of vampirism; charm, beauty, physically graceful. All of those things make them seem abnormal; which, they are.

I imagine that would be isolating. The Cullens have no friends because Carlisle lives in paranoia that someone will figure them out, or worse, lose control and go on a killing spree. They don't have a community in Forks. Yes, Carlisle has friends throughout the world, but how can he truly be friends with people who's fundamental beliefs clash so glaringly against his.

Enter Bella who genuinely wants to know and she accepted their status as vampires so easily because she knows the answer to her own question. The Cullens welcome her into their home with open arms. She's not the problem here. At least in Edward's mind, Bella isn't the burden. They are. Their thirst that comes with their nature as vampires is the biggest burden.

The Cullens are the example of a regular family, for Bella. She never saw a happy relationship between her parents. She sees Renee happy with Phil, but only from a distance because Renee can't be a wife and a mother at the same time.

Meanwhile, Carlisle and Esme are stupidly in love. They love and accept their children without judgement or rebuke. They are parents who protect and value their family and each other. They accepted Bella without a problem and agreed to change her because she asked for it. No one pressured her into that choice until the Volturi put their foot down. I think the Cullens gave Bella the family she needed. Movie Esme would stop at nothing for her family and the whole family fought like hell to keep Bella alive when she was pregnant.

(Book Esme didn't get enough airtime.)

Carlisle was always around to patch Bella up when she got hurt. Alice became the pushy little sister. While Rosalie was the pain in the ass oldest sister who just tried to stay out of the way and it's the same with Jasper. While Emmett is an older brother.

Not to mention in the book version of Eclipse, Bella has the whole Cullen family around the table and says 'Thank you for wanting to keep me.'

I'm sorry, WHAT? That implies that Bella chronically feels neglected and unwanted in her normal life. Which, given Renee's character, makes a lot of sense. But it takes her *not* actively taking care of Charlie every day to realize that he's her *DAD* and he's supposed to put new tires on her truck so she's safe. It's his whole job to take care of her, if for no other reason than she's his MINOR child. I thank God for movie Charlie, book Bella deserves him.

Bella accepted the Cullens and didn't care that they had to fight the urge not to murder her because that was better than being with people who didn't exactly want her around at all.

That's the real story here, 'a neglected child finds a family within a coven of vampires.'

Poor Bella.

[venusofvolterra]

This is song is falling in love with a member of the Volturi against your better judgement.

[aquanova99]

How do Carmen and Eleazar fit into the Denali, because I originally read them as if they were all just family, but I’ve also seen people refer to them as the Denali sisters and Carmen and Eleazer. Are they considered friends, strictly coven mates, family, like what’s the dynamic there?

According to canon ™️ you can’t be in a large coven without a large amount of trust. Apparently being on the “vegetarian” diet builds that connection. Now…I don’t know how much I believe that since the volturi would not have been able to rule harmoniously for so long without being able to feed without constantly being territorial on their meals.

So, in my own understanding and world building I would say that Carmen and Eleazar were traveling after leaving the volturi, probably trying to put as much distance as possible between them in case they changed their minds about needing Eleazars gift. When they came across the Denali coven I imagine three blonde women snarling at them over a bear or several deer carcass and them being like 🧍🏻🧍🏻‍♀️

Kinda like James, Victoria, and Laurent. They didn’t show up there maliciously. I imagine Eleazar mansplains or tries to mansplain that they were just passing through and looking for a place of their own when Carmen just crosses her arms and asks why they look so defensive over a dead animal(s) before Tanya probably composed herself and explains why they were caught off guard.

For the second time Carmen and Eleazar are like 🧍🏻🧍🏻‍♀️”this has to be a joke?” It’s very much not. Tanya expects judgement for their reasoning on starting the diet, like the Cullens did but the pair are more worried about how they stomach the blood. They explain it takes time and some of them have slips ups every once in awhile (Kate). They continue to know eachother and honestly Carmen craves a family like environment m. She had a big family when she was human, she was hoping to find something similar in the volturi with Eleazar. Unfortunately homegirl was just not cutting it with the guard and Eleazars gift is not powerful enough for him to pull a Chelsea. Aro would rather let him go, he’s kind of annoying anyway.

So finding the Denalis, well Carmen asks Eleazar to try out the diet in front of the sisters and now it’s their turn to stare. Eleazar could care less about it to be honest but he also misses being apart of a family like environment after years in the volturi and he jumps at it too. Throughout the experience I feel like he gets humbled a lot, mostly by Kate and Tanya before he’s accepted as a family member. But Carmen? Tanya and her bond immediately. Kate and Irina are closer due to them being taken against their will in the beginning of Sasha’s build-a-family. No one admits this, and the resentment moreso disappeared after Sasha was killed. So Carmen becomes an older sister to Tanya quickly and since she was the default older sister she loves having someone she can talk to now.

Not to say the other girls didn’t like her, but it took a bit longer to accept Carmen the same way Tanya did. I imagine Carmen is someone who notices little things that they complain about and silently fixes it. Both girls had no idea Carmen was the one solving problems until they tried to thank Tanya and she told them it wasn’t her. They are all thick as thieves now.

[like-rain-or-confetti]

Hey vanity I remember you saying something about if you wrote twilight again you'd make the Romanians and the Volturi darker. Any headcanons on that?

Please Vanity I need my fix. I'd remember you said you'll fund it because you don't do rehab.

Hey I'll pay if I have to... just name the price

(This is a joke btw. Don't feel pressured. I loved that last fic you posted)

When I tell you this had me hysterically laughing 😂😂😂...

Headcanons, I don't really have- mostly just thoughts of what I could differently and revamp some characters.

So I tend to wonder myself. Like a part of me thinks, they're less approachable. A.K.A Demetri and Felix- I'm looking at you buds.

I also wonder if some -like the Romanians- have any kind of compromising bone in their body? Like realistically, women have had to spend years fighting for their right to be heard and taken seriously. We still have people out there who would take that away and they aren't centuries-old vampires. So would a very old vampire male who has always gotten the first and last word be willing to give up that kind of power? I see this as one of the Volturi or Romanian covens thinking "Oh you want to do this? Tough shit. It's my way and that's that." Covens like the Cullens that interact more with humans have changed with the times but I wonder to what extent older and isolated covens would still be stuck in rigid ways and how that would go with humans who are of this time?

Beyond a revamping of sorts for Demetri and Felix- I tend to think about the level of violence. The Volturi have definitely gotten their hands dirty over the years and the Romanians literally enjoy torture.

Although all of this could be utter bullshit because I've recognised from writing for different fandoms that I have written for twilight frightened of what people take of my writing and what people will accuse me of rather than just let the story write itself without fear of judgement of those few who take it too seriously. Whereas say for Batman, it has been a case of expect shitty actions from shitty people. I think we all know the Volturi and the Romans especially are a collective of shitty people so anticipate shitty behaviour that's driven by outdated philosophies.

But I'd definitely say Caius, Demetri and Felix needed to be amped up a notch.

The flirty or goofy Felix should be reserved for those he is friends with or more at a certain time or place.

Demetri should be almost silent, as he has been in the books and movies. This might be mistaken as being shy but is really a predator ready to strike at any given moment. When he's interested romantically, that's when he becomes the irresistible dude he knows he is😂😭

For Caius, I'd like to put him more to use. Whilst he is undermined and overruled by Aro constantly throughout the movies. I'd like to display this as a rarity rather than a constant crutch. The two are sadistic lil' shits who bond over this.😂

For Marcus, I think I'd like to have him more of darker side too. Like beyond Chelsea there's a reason why he's still there. He isn't always this zombie who saves the day per say because he likes a good love story- all of that.

I dunno, these are just things that pop into mind. I think their brutal reputation could be kicked up a notch in my writing but worry about the consequences of that since this blog is only for fun and only intended to have fun. Not to mention I think I'd like to have the other Volturi guards more known in my writing.

I'm curious! Let me know what you guys think!❤️

P.S.

what did I say I'd fund now!? What did I get myself into this time?😭😂

My price...

Hmmmmm...

Could do with more Volturi and Romanian content? Anyone willing to annoy SMeyer into giving me that Volturi book or Romanian coven stuff? Not sure if I trust it but beggars can't be choosers!👀

[aurora-by-jacqui-natla]

PREFACE

THE FIELD LAY BENEATH A BLANKET OF pure white, a canvas of snow that stretched out as far as the eye could see. We stood motionless, our eyes fixed on the horizon, waiting for the arrival of our accusers. We were here to bear witness, to defend those who had been accused of the impossible.

The air was thick with tension, a palpable sense of unease that hung heavy around us. We were here to prove their innocence, to show the Volturi that they had been wrong. But we knew that the odds were stacked against us.

As we stood there, our breaths forming clouds in the frigid air, a dark mist began to creep towards us. It moved with a grace and elegance that belied its sinister nature, gliding effortlessly through the snow.

We knew that the Volturi had already passed judgement on our friends, that they had condemned us to death before the trial had even begun. They cared nothing for justice, nothing for our safety. All they wanted was power and control.

But we were not afraid. We knew that if we had to die for our freedom, then it was a sacrifice worth making. And so we stood there, resolute and unyielding, ready to face whatever lay ahead.

And then, in the distance, we heard the faint sound of footsteps. "The redcoats are coming," Garrett muttered to himself. "The redcoats are coming."

We braced ourselves for what was to come, knowing that our fate was inextricably tied to that of our friends and family.