#the vampire’s blood-singer

[arickaandherfictionalothers]

Vampire f/os 🍷

Edward Cullen, Twilight (also Jasper and Carlisle in separate AUs)

Aricka x Edward Cullen, you fascinate me my darling

Aricka x Jasper Hale, my southern bell blood-singer

Aricka x Carlisle Cullen, you’re so classic

David Powers, Michael Emerson, Marko de’Este, Paul McCarter and Dwayne Lucia, the Lost Boys

Aricka x David, i need a cool rider, Aricka x Michael, a devil in skin tight leather, Aricka x Marko, blonde haired cherub boy, Aricka x Paul, if he’s cool enough he’ll burn me through, Aricka x Dwayne, His Juliet, her Romeo

Lestat de Lioncourt, Interview with the vampire

Aricka x Lestat, an eternal love for you

Sebastian

Aricka x Sebastian, my legacy is loving you

Walter De Ville

Aricka x Walter, I don’t need an invitation to love you

Roman Sienna

Aricka x Roman, my boyfriend’s a vampire

Dorian Gray

Aricka x Dorian, the vampire’s blood-singer

James Stark

Aricka x James, love you all my afterlife

Kalona

Aricka x Kalona, shelter me with your wings

@astralshipper @rosieshipper @hyperionshipping @yeehawselfshipping @letsgofoletsgo @tsundere-selfship @callsign-revenge

[rottengurlz]

try to be gentle when you are ripping me apart 🔪

w/ @kashisun

[nero-neptune]

i'm aware of the vampire rockstar trope and why it's appealing to some people. but i think werewolf rockstars make more sense. just think of the pipes and the raw energy

[dreadfuldevotee]

like really, truly, RIP to everyone who watched IWTV thinking they were gonna get Game of Thrones kind of slinging dick. Like, I'm sorry, if you did not find Don't Be Afraid, Just Start The Tape deeply erotic, you might be disappointed by the rest of the series

[braveclementine]

Meeting the Family. Oh and of course- We make some Lovely Enemies

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Twilight characters or locations. I do own Davina Mikelson and Marcel. I also own the backstory for my OC. I do not condone any copying of this.

Davina P.O.V.

"WAKE UP!" Someone's voice bellowed in my ear.

I shrieked, not knowing someone was in the house, grabbing the pillow next to me and swinging it with all my might into the face of someone large.

I heard chuckling and opened my eyes for the first time, seeing that I hit Emmett in the face. That made me sit up, looking around, and realizing that I was wearing one of Carlisle's shirts and was sitting in his bed.

Why did he have a bed?

"Fuck off Emmett!" I growled, tossing my body back down on the bed, pulling the pillow over my head, trying to go back to sleep.

"No. You have to wake up. Alice says that Edward will be bringing Bella over and we're going to introduce you as our mama bear." Emmett teased.

"Good you're awake." Alice tittered, probably dancing into the room.

"No I'm not." I grumbled.

"Yes, you are." Alice said, grabbing the pillow off my head. "And you're lucky Carlisle didn't hear you curse. He doesn't like curse words."

I scowled at her. "I don't curse unless I'm woken up when I don't want to be awake."

"Hmm, well you needed to get up anyways, it's nine o'clock." Alice said, lifting me out of the bed, making me yelp, and setting me back down on the floor. I turned to dive back into bed, but she wrapped an arm around my waist, dragging me towards her room.

We passed Carlisle on the way out and I glared at him and muttered, "Last time I'm sleeping over."

I could hear Emmett and Jasper laughing downstairs at my comment and Carlisle grinned.

"Let me wear my own clothes damnit." I grumbled as Alice started putting out some short thin purple dress on her bed. She tsked. "I'm serious."

"Fine." Alice huffed and I pulled on black jeans and a cute red top with knot at the bottom right that read: Math the only place where people buy 69 Watermelons and no one wonders why.

Then I pulled on my black boots, pulled my hair back in a ponytail, and relented to let Alice do my makeup for me because- to be honest- she was both quicker and better at it than I was.

"Alright there." Alice said, pulling back from my face, though she pursed her lips at my top.

"Great. Thanks." I muttered.

I pretty much ran from Alice's bedroom to Carlisle's, seeing him dressed in a navy blue sweater and I jumped. He caught my easily and I pressed my lips to his.

"Hi." He murmured as we pulled back. "You're in much better spirits."

"Well I'm hungry." I said as he put me down. "And I heard that we're making Bella food. So I'm excited."

Carlisle chuckled, "True, you haven't had breakfast yet."

"Come on." I said. "I should cook anyways. I can hear Esme downstairs watching a cooking show to know how to make food."

Carlisle laughed outright, scooping me up again, zooming me down the stairs to the second floor where the kitchen was.

I quickly got to work, dancing around the kitchen, not paying anyone else any attention. Emmett and Rosalie were throwing a salad together and since I figured they couldn't screw it up, I paid attention to the actually cooking, turning off Esme's cooking show.

"I was watching that." Esme pouted.

"And I actually know how to cook." I said, frying the meat that they wanted cooked.

"Is she even Italian?" Rosalie scowled behind me.

I tsked. I had become the mother of the group of course, long before Emmett decided to tease me about it and I looked at her.

"Her name is Bella." Emmett said in a voice that meant 'duh'.

I snorted, and then let out a little laugh. "Emmett that doesn't mean anything. I'm not Scottish or Hebrew and my name is Davina."

"Actually it's mamma bear, but ya know." Emmett muttered.

"I'm sure she'll love it no matter what." Carlisle said from behind me, his chin resting on my shoulder, watching me cook.

Suddenly, they all froze a little and Rosalie said, "Whew, get a whiff of that."

"Rose." I muttered darkly. Bella must be here.

"Here comes the human." Rose continued.

I sighed.

Esme walked across the kitchen to greet Edward and Bella as they appeared and she said, "Bella, we're making Italiano for you."

"Bella, this is Esme, our Aunt." Edward introduced the two of them.

Esme and Bella conversed in Italian for a second while Carlisle called over his shoulder- not willing to let me go- "You've given us an excuse to use the kitchen for the first time."

"Well, if I stay over lots of night I get to use it for breakfast too." I said, grinning up at him.

"Davina?" Bella's voice was clearly surprised and I stood on my tiptoes to wave at her from my position between the stove and Carlisle.

"I hope you're hungry." Esme said.

"I am." I muttered under my breath, transferring the meat to the platter, turning off the stove, moving to the island so I can eat.

"Yeah absolutely." Bella said as I walked to stand next to Rosalie.

"She already ate." Edward said at the same time.

The was a crashing sound as Rosalie smashed the bowl in her hands. I flinched away from her and Carlisle was there in an instant, pulling me backwards, checking me for any wounds from the glass- there weren't any.

Rosalie walked- in her heels, to stand in front of Bells and Edward. "Perfect."

"Rose." I hissed under my breath while Emmett walked over to be near Rosalie.

"Yeah, it's just because I know you guys don't eat. . ." Bella said, looking completely awkward.

"Of course. It's very considerate of you." Esme said as Carlisle went to stand next to his sister.

"Just ignore Rosalie. I do." Edward muttered.

"Edward!" I protested. "That isn't helping anything!"

"Yeah." Rosalie said sharply and as they were all ignoring me, I turned my back, going to the table and stared at the food unhappily. "Let's just keep pretending that this isn't dangerous for all of us."

"I would never tell anybody anything." Bella protested.

"She knows that." Carlisle said, placing a hand on Esme's shoulder.

"Yeah well, the problem is, you two have gone public now, so. . ." Emmett added.

"Emmett." Esme protested.

"No, she should know. The entire family will be implicated if this ends badly." Rosalie said, her voice shaking and I knew if she could cry, she'd probably be crying angry tears.

But the thing was, they were all targeting Bella in this. What about Carlisle and I? If things went badly between the two of us. I wasn't sure if they could distinguish between mine and Bella's hearts- probably- but mine was certainly in a panic.

I quietly got up from the table, not entirely sure how I could leave without them seeing.

"Badly as in. . . I would become the meal." Bella said.

Carlisle, Emmett, and Edward all snickered.

"Hi Bella." Alice suddenly said from the window. She jumped from the tree limb she had been climbing on to the floor.

She strode forward quickly, Jasper a few paces behind until he turned to face me. I smiled weakly while Alice did whatever the heck she was doing.

"You do smell good." Alice said from somewhere to my side and I tried not to laugh.

"Alice, what are you. . . " Edward asked.

"It's okay. Bella and I are going to be great friends." Alice said cheerfully.

There was a bit of awkwardness and Jasper turned his head from me and Carlisle cleared his throat and said, "Sorry, Jasper's our newest vegetarian. It's a little difficult for him."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Jasper said quietly.

"It's okay Jasper. You won't hurt her." Alice said loudly.

"You're okay Jaz." I whispered quietly. He seemed to relax at my words.

"All right, I'm gonna take you on a tour of the rest of the house." Edward said, clearly wanting to leave and get out of there. So did I.

Jasper turned his head to me again, walking towards me. "Are you okay mama?"

Fuck, his accent too.

"Want to get out?" Jasper asked quietly while the others were talking about how well that conversation went.

"Yes." I whispered.

I didn't even register Japser's arms or the breeze, but we were suddenly out of the house, deep in the woods.

I breathed out. "Can they still hear us?"

Jasper shook his head. "I thought you'd want somewhere private. Doesn't mean that Carlisle won't try tracking you down."

"You're very strong, you know that?" I whispered as we sat down. I pulled him into a hug from behind.

"Am I?" Jasper whispered. "I'm the newest vegetarian." He mocked Carlisle's words.

"Yes, I think you're the strongest of my kids." I murmured. "Even if Emmett is brawny, you have to deal with emotions. And as you're- as your father puts it- the newest vegetarian, you have to deal with your own bloodlust, right?"

Jasper was laying with his head in my lap now, the way I had always wished I could lay in my mother's lap, stroking my hair and telling me she was proud of me. I knew Jasper could sense the sadness coming from me, but he didn't pry. Not yet anyways.

"Yes mama." Jasper whispered.

The way he said 'Mama' in that southern accent was to die for.

"So then, you have to deal with Edward, Rose, Em, Alice, Esme, and Carlisle's bloodlust too, right?"

Jasper was silent for a moment. "I never realized. . ."

"Well I'm not entirely sure if bloodlust was an emotion so I was never entirely sure if you could feel it. But I mean, humans feel hunger and I think bloodlust is the same sort of thing as hunger so I kind've assumed that maybe you could feel it."

"Yes, you're right." Jasper whispered. After a moment of silence, staring up at the extremely tall trees around us he asked, "Why are you so sad?"

"Rose." I whispered. "And how she said things would ruin the family if things ended badly between Edward and Bella. But it's the same with Carlisle and I, isn't it? Even if my scent calms the rest of you, I'm still a blood singer to Carlisle. So. . . wouldn't it be better? Wouldn't it be better if I stopped now before one of us gets hurt? But I can't. I can't stop loving him. I don't want to stop loving him and it's going to end badly, isn't it."

Jasper sat up, pulling me into a hug. "The only way it'll end badly is if you don't become a vampire. You don't have to become one today or tomorrow or in the next few years. But eventually, you should. You'll have to. Vampires aren't meant to live without their soulmates. Especially not soulmates with the bond you and Carlisle have."

"Are there different bonds then?" I asked curiously.

"Sure. There are sibling bonds, something like what Edward, Rose, Emmett have. Alice and I are just slightly different as we weren't made or born from Carlisle. Or Sibling bonds like Carlisle and Esme. And of course, there are different love bonds too. Most vampires have tier two bonds."

"What does a. . . tier two bond feel like?" I asked. It sounded like something in a video game. You've unlocked tier two love! Congratulations!

"It means that they can go without their soulmate for extended periods of time and not feel loss or anything like that, though they might feel lonely. And if their soulmate died, they wouldn't feel better until they avenged their mate. It means that they could also move on after time. That's what Rose and Emmett have. What Alice and I have. Most vampires have that."

"Are you saying mine and Carlisle's is different?" I asked, frowning slightly.

"It might be different because you are human while you are Carlisle's soulmate." Jasper said. "But yours is a tier three which is the strongest of the bonds and also the most dangerous."

"Dangerous?" The word sent chills over my spine.

"If you two were apart for extended periods of time, months at least, it could or would be detrimental to the mate's health. Usually for the female in the relationship as they could fall into a deep depression. Their health would diminish, even if they tried to take care of themselves. In this case, if the mate died, the pain would be to great for the other and they would have to be killed lest they destroy all of civilization."

"Wow." I said. "So Carlisle and I can't be apart."

"Maybe if you had broken away in the beginning, hadn't let a bond form at all. If you'd never gone to the hospital, never interned, never met Carlisle." Jasper said. "But you've been out on dates and you've kissed and whatever- not really my business- so now there's a bond there."

"I see." I whispered. "Thank you for telling me."

"Carlisle would've told you eventually mama, but he was just worried about how you would take it."

"I know. I think he was trying to mention it last night when he was saying how he thought I might be worried that because we're soulmates, the love is forced or something like that. . . is that how he feels? Is he afraid that he only loves me because of the bond?"

"No. He really loves you." Jasper murmured. "I can feel it."

"Well if you can feel it then I'll trust it." I said with a smile, feeling much better than I had before.

"Do you want to go back to the house now?" Jasper asked, pulling out of the hug. He was so warm, just like Carlisle.

"Yeah." I whispered. In a few seconds, we were back at the house, though Jasper had dropped us off at the front door, holding it open for me.

Carlisle was down on the first floor in a flash, embracing me in his hold. "I wasn't entirely sure where you'd gone."

"Sorry. Jaz and I had to talk." I said with a small smile over my shoulder for my adopted son.

"MOM!" Alice was suddenly right there by my side.

"Alice." I muttered, pulling away from Carlisle.

"Do you want to come play baseball with us later tonight?"

I heard Emmett laugh upstairs and he shouted for my benefit, "She couldn't keep up."

"I'll beat you in air hockey." I muttered. "And I'll do it as a human too."

Emmett was on the first floor in a flash too, "What's air hockey?"

I stared at him incredulously. "You. Don't. Know. What. Air. Hockey. Is?"

"Nope." Emmett said. "So, let's go do it now."

I shook my head incredulously. "You have no good arcades here. Not even a main event."

"What the hell is main event?" Emmett asked, frustrated.

I was getting more and more frustrated by the second and then there was calm and I glared at Jaz over my shoulder.

"It's official." I said with a grin, "Emmett, I'm officially disowning you."

Jasper and Alice roared with laughter and Emmett put on a fake pouty look. "But Mama bear!!"

"I'm just kidding Em." I said before he pulled me into a bone crushing hug. "Can't. Breathe."

"Put her down Emmett." Carlisle growled.

Emmett put me down quickly. "So? Are you going to come play baseball?"

I twisted so that I could crack my back from his hug and then said, "Sure. Why not?"

Why not indeed.

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I joined the others on the baseball field just as Edward and Alice got here. While they were all decked out in baseball gear, I was wearing black leggings, a blue and white sweatshirt crop top, and my sneakers. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail and I was wearing a Kentucky Wildcats baseball cap with the ponytail pulled through.

Carlisle and Rose were manhandling the bat to see who would bat first- Rose winning. Esme pulled Bella away from Edward saying, "Glad you're here. We need an umpire."

Jasper was in the back, swinging the bat around, his hair down on both sides, looking much better for that style. His hat on his head.

"She thinks we cheat." Emmett smirks.

"I know you cheat." Esme said while I laughed.

"Call them as you see them Bella." Esme suggested.

"Okay." Bella whispered.

"How are you?" Carlisle asked, wrapping his arms around my waist, kissing my cheek.

"Excited. I wish I could play." I said, bouncing up and down on the balls of my feet.

The lightning started, the thunder raging, and Alice called that it was time to play. And then of course, she had to show off by- when she was pitching- kicking her leg up much higher than need be.

Although, Jasper quite appreciated it.

Rosalie hit it, sounding with the thunder as she went to run the bases. I didn't particularly like thunder, so I just pretended it was the sound of the metal bat hitting the ball and not actually thunder.

Rosalie ran the bases and Edward zoomed off into the forest to get the ball. The ball came out of nowhere and Esme caught it, getting Rosalie out before she touched base.

Rosalie glared at Bella as they both stood and Carlisle clapped her on the back and muttered, "Nice Kitty."

Oooh yes. Say that again. In bed.

Brain. Please shut up.

"It was a good hit Rose." I said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Thanks mom." Rose murmured.

Now Carlisle was up to bat and my heart was beating ridiculously out of my chest. The way he looked so serious, the bat over his shoulder, shaking it just slightly so that it was loose in his hands while Alice prepared to throw the ball. Mmm Chefs kiss. He was a work of perfection.

He hit the ball and both Emmett and Edward went for it, crashing with each other, missing the ball as Carlisle slid into second. The slam of their bodies echoed with another roar of thunder and I winced just slightly.

Jasper was up to plate now, tossing the bat in his hands like it was a bottle. You know, tossing a water bottle or something to grab the same end. Jasper's ball went far, his tongue sticking out of his mouth, and I smirked. Jasper and Carlisle took off and I bounced up and down on the balls of my feet, hoping that Carlisle would make it to home.

Emmett however, climbed up the tree, grabbing Jasper's ball, which made Jasper out.

Rosalie hit again- though she was out- because of course- it wasn't like I could bat or anything.

Alice however, froze on the field as Carlisle was trying to run to third again. Edward's head whipped to her and I knew what that meant.

"Carlisle." I called out in a whisper.

"Stop." Alice called out in a whisper as well.

They were all suddenly running infield and I could see the fear on Carlisle's face as he zoomed to my side, throwing an arm around my waist, pulling me into him. "Carlisle?" I questioned.

"They were leaving. Then they heard us." Alice explained.

"Let's go." Edward said, grabbing Bella and my arms.

"It's to late." Carlisle said.

I wasn't sure who was coming. Probably other vampires. "If we leave out the back way then they won't see us, right?"

"They might smell you." Emmett pointed out.

"The wind is blowing the other way." I argued.

"Davina, stay back here with Edward and Bella." Carlisle muttered, heading to the front of the family as he was the head.

"We shouldn't have brought you here. I'm so sorry." Edward muttered to both of us while the rest of the family spread out like a guard in front of us.

"Edward, will they kill us?" I asked.

"You shouldn't smell to them." Edward said. "But Bella. . . "

The three other vampires appeared. Two males and a female. The female was beautiful, like they always were. Her hair was a brilliant orange which made her pale face more natural as red-heads were usually pale. She wore a white fur cloak over her shoulders, so I wasn't sure what other clothes besides her black pants she was wearing.

All three of them were barefoot.

The one in the front was African American, his skin glossy from trying to contrast with the paleness of a vampire. He wore deadlocks and his orange coat was open to reveal he was wearing no shirt underneath. In his hand was the baseball that Rosalie had just hit.

The last one was the scariest of the three. He had brown blond hair tied back in a ponytail. His eyes were dark red and terrifying. He wore a black leather jacket, blue jeans, and chains. Had mystical creatures not existed in this world and he was a normal college boy, he would probably be feared by the men and craved by the girls for being such a bad boy.

The African American man held up the ball and said, "I believe this belongs to you."

He had an accent, French, I think, and his voice was smooth. He tossed it and Carlisle caught it easily.

"Thank you." Carlisle said, his English accent just slightly thicker than normal.

"I am Laurent." He continued. "And this is Victoria and James."

I tried not to laugh, tucking my bottom lip under my teeth, but really, at that moment he said 'James' all I could think about was James the red engine from Thomas the train and I honestly couldn't help it.

Ah, the places my brain goes sometimes.

"I'm Carlisle. This is my family." Carlisle said.

"Hello." Laurent said, his eyes roving from one end with Jasper, down to the other end with me on the outside.

I nodded slightly with a small smile.

"I'm afraid your hunting activities have caused something of a mess for us." Carlisle continued, sounding slightly angry. Hunting activities? I hadn't picked up the newspaper in a while. I tried not to look surprised. Now that I thought about it, Bella had mentioned something about her dad- Charlie- being on a search team for someone who had been killed. Waylon?

"Our apologies." Laurent continued, though he didn't sound very sincere. "We didn't realize the territory had been claimed."

I tried hard not to grit my teeth. Territory? Like a fucking colony or some shit?

Food. Humans. Population. I shivered just slightly.

I felt James eyes suddenly, staring at me and I stared back, unfazed. I would not give up, no matter what. I was very stubborn. Neither of us backed down as the conversation around us continued.

"Yes, well, we maintain a permanent residence nearby." Carlisle continued, his eyes only on Laurent.

I realized, as I was staring down James' red eyes, that he probably realized by now that my eyes were brown, almost black. But then again, I remembered that Carlisle and Edward's eyes had gotten black before so maybe he'd think I was just hungry.

"Really?" Laurent asked, turning his head slightly to look at James, who of course, was looking at me.

James tilted his head slightly but I didn't move an inch.

"Well, we won't be a problem anymore." Laurent continued when nothing else was said. "We were just passing through."

"The humans were tracking us, but we led them east." Victoria's voice was a surprise to me, but though I was tempted to look at her, I didn't move. "You should be safe."

James was slowly grinning.

Carlisle made a noise that sounded like it could've been a laugh, but was more of a scoff, "Excellent."

"So," Laurent said with a slight chuckle, "could you use three more players?"

Everyone- except me- looked at Carlisle.

"Come on. Just one game." Laurent continued.

Carlisle looked down at us and then said, "Sure. Why not? A few of us were leaving. You can take their place. We'll bat first." He tossed the ball back to Laurent, but it was Victoria who caught it.

"I'm the one with the wicked curveball." She says quickly.

"Oh well I think we can handle that." Jasper says in amusement while I snort.

Everyone started to move. Laurent and Victoria turned their backs on the Cullens, heading out field. The Cullens started to move. James and I continued to stay where we were, eyes locked.

"Davina." Carlisle and Edward muttered at the same time.

Finally, James turned away and I smirked, victorious, turning my back on him quickly and flouncing towards Carlisle. "I won the staring the contest."

Carlisle sighed, sounding relieved but before anything else could be said, there was a furious breeze that ruffled all of our hair towards the nomads. Carlisle and Edward stiffened as James voice said behind me, "You brought a snack."

Edward shoved Bella behind him, but James launched himself towards me. Carlisle collided with him in mid-air, tossing him away.

The rest of the family quickly blocked Bella and I from view as Laurent and Victoria joined James.

"The girls are with us." Carlisle growled, his eyes going black and I knew Lord was going to emerge any second if they didn't back off. "I think it best if you leave."

"I can see the game is over." Laurent said, looking almost in a confused way between me and James. He held his hands out in a peaceful way and said, "We'll go now."

Laurent backed away slowly, "James."

James straightened up, eyes on me. Victoria leaned back with a snarl. And then the three of them were gone.

"Edward, get Bella and Davina out of here." Carlisle said, pushing Edward towards us.

"Carlisle." I growled. "I'm not leaving."

"Get them out of here." Carlisle repeated. Edward grabbed both Bella and I, dragging me to the jeep while Bella walked willingly.

"Edward let go." I snarled.

"No." Edward said. "It's even less safe for you than it is for Bella. You're James blood singer."

"Fuck. No I'm not." I said as he pretty much tossed me into the Jeep, shoving Bella in after me. "I'm Carlisle's blood singer."

"And now you're also James. Except, unlike Carlisle, James wants to drink you dry."

"Oh! How bloody fucking wonderful!" I snapped.

Edward started to drive and I stare angrily out of the Jeep. I was pissed that Carlisle hadn't just come with us.

"He couldn't." Edward said. "He's going to be joining the hunting party."

"What! No!" I protested.

"James is a tracker." Edward snapped. "He'll be tracking you. He'll probably check your houses first-"

"Charlie! My dad!" Bella protested.

"She's right Edward." I said.

"But what do I tell him?" Bella asked.

I hesitated. "I know. Umm, say Alice, Esme, you, and I are going on a trip to. . . um Texas for spring break. Just for three days. If it turns out to be more we can fake something. He knows how Alice is, planning things sporadically, hopefully he can just go along with it."

"Sounds like a plan." Bella breathed. We pulled into Charlie's driveway and the minute her and Edward got out- Edward to tell Charlie what Alice had done- and Bella to pack, I called Sam's phone.

"Sam?" I asked when the phone was picked up.

"He's in the shower right now." Emily answered.

"I don't have time to wait. I need you to leave him a message. It's important." I gasped.

"What?" Emily asked quickly.

"There are vampires in Forks. Not the Cullens. Three nomads. One of them is leaving though, I think, I'm not sure. But their names are James and Victoria. They're hunting me and Bella. I don't want Sam to join any hunting parties, I just need him to keep an eye on Bella's dad because James might use him for leverage, do you understand?"

"Just have him keep an eye on Bella's dad?"

"Yes. If Billy- Jacob's father- if he can get Charlie down there all day for say the next three days, that would be fantastic." I continued. "I have to go, Bella's coming back."

I quickly slammed the phone shut. Bella got into her own car though, driving away and I panicked before Alice slid into the driver's seat. "We're going to follow them. That was also very smart thinking your part."

"What was?" I asked.

"Both Sam and the excuse for Bella being out of town." Alice explained, driving behind Bella's truck.

Emmett hopped into the bed of the truck in front of us.

"Although," Alice continued, "I don't know how I feel about werewolves joining in."

I scoffed, "Sam's nice."

"To you." Was all Alice said.

I didn't reply. In a few moments, we were pulling up to the house.

I sprinted past Edward, Bella, and Emmett, wanting to see Carlisle.

Through the door however, Carlisle and Laurent of all people- vampires- was standing there.

"Wait." Carlisle said to Edward who was immediately protective of Bella and I. "He came to warn us about James."

"This isn't my fight and I've grown tired of his games." Laurent said, his eyes roving between me, Bella, and Edward. "But he's got unparallel senses, absolutely lethal. I've never seen anything like him in my three hundred years."

So he was around the same age as Carlisle.

"And the woman, Victoria, don't underestimate her."

And with those wonderful words of wisdom and joy, he walked out the door.

Carlisle took my hand, pulling me after him towards the garage where Jasper had just entered with Emmett saying, "I've had to fight our kind before. They're not easy to kill."

"But not impossible." Emmett added.

Carlisle let go of my hand, opening one of the cabinets saying, "We'll tear him apart and burn the pieces. I don't relish the thought of killing another creature, even a sadistic one like James." He was pulling money out of the cabinet and I wondered what the hell he needed it for.

"What if he kills one of us first?" Rosalie asked the question brooding in my mind.

My phone rang and I picked it up without thinking, "Hello?"

"Davina where are you?"

Aw fuck nuggets.

"Ah. Sam. Hi." I muttered under my breath, walking away from Bella. "Look-"

"Where are you?" Sam growled.

"Cullen house. You can't come here. You know that."

"Then come to La Push." Sam said in a voice that said he wasn't arguing this one.

"Hmm, yes, well, the thing is, I have to go with Bella and we're going to Arizona so-"

"Come to La Push." Sam argued, "You'll be safer here than anywhere else."

It truly was tempting. I could go to Arizona or I could go to La Push. "I don't want to put you in danger."

"We can handle a vampire or two." Sam muttered.

"No! There's only three of you." I protested. "At least with the Cullens they have seven!"

"Davina, I can protect you. We can protect you. Just come to La Push. Put the leech leader on the phone."

"Who?" I asked angrily.

Sam growled. "The Doctor."

The phone was plucked out of my hand. Carlisle was standing there, "She's not going to La Push."

Sam must be arguing on the other side because they had a quick, heated debate before Carlisle hung up, handing the phone back to me. "You're going with Bella."

"Are you coming?" I asked.

Carlisle shook his head. "James will expect me to be with you."

I pouted, "Carlisle please."

Carlisle pulled me into a hug while Edward and Rosalie argued about whether she was going to wear Bella's clothing for the tracker's scent.

"Davina, I love you. Please. Go with Jasper and Alice."

I swallowed. "Right. I love you too."

Carlisle kissed me on the lips and I pressed hard against them, trying to be as close to him as I could.

"Rosalie, put the damn jacket on. Bella is family and we protect our family." Carlisle growled over his shoulder, turning back to me and kissing me again.

"Come on Mama." Jasper said, grabbing my arm. I glanced one last time at Carlisle, letting Jasper lead me to the car.

I swallowed hard.

Alice and Jasper pulled out of the car at the same time as the other car did, leaving Edward in the garage.

I quickly fell asleep in the back of the car.

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Olivia Rodrigo

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[farginen]

it’s not as easy as people think.

“ i know it's not, ”

riza feels... called out. she was ignorant enough to believe eternity would be easy. not for long, and not loudly. but it would be a lie to say she never felt blinded by the promise of being immortal having forever guaranteed to spend alongside the one she loves the very most. the thought alone was... euphoric. so much so that she would've paid any price for it, no matter the cost. it was only when she was confronted with the reality of how much she would have to give up on and sacrifice in order to be like him.

she tenses up visibly at the thought. never having a family, never growing old and seeing their own children grow up. never settling in one place for too long. no roots, no long term connections. all things she has longed all her life.

and all that being given up for a lifetime of being a monster. it will hurt when she's converted, it will hurt every time she needs to feed, it will haunt her when she has to kill. it sounds miserable, and yet...

she knows she's being watched, and judged. even studied, perhaps. there is no way for her to know that this one isn't toying with her. blood-suckers can be weird, but so can she she supposes.  

“ but i made my choice. ”   and that is all there is to it.

misc prompts 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐.

[legends-and-savages]

Tag Dump

[junkdrawerfics]

Simple Moment

I love Jasper Hale more than most things in my life.

Summary: Just a cute, fluffy moment with Jasper and his human, the reader. Mostly Bella and Alice talking about the two of you.

Word Count: 702

Warnings: None! Just fluff!

“So that’s Jasper’s girlfriend?” Bella asks Alice as they watch a familiar looking girl stride up to said vampire. She waggles her hand in front of the blond’s face, snapping him out of whatever thoughts he was stuck in. A small smile slips onto Bella’s lips as she watches him grin and murmur some greeting.

“Yep, that’s (Y/n),” Alice replies, smiling along fondly, “We met her just a year ago. She’s Jasper’s singer, like you’re Edward’s.”

Bella’s brows shoot up at this, “She’s human?” She knew that Jasper didn’t have complete control of his instincts yet, so the fact that he could be around someone whose blood is so tempting to him seems implausible. Yet there you are, pressing into his side with an adoring smile.

“Crazy huh?” Alice giggles at the gobsmacked look on her friend’s face, “Trust me, it wasn’t pretty at first. Jasper had to stay home for weeks because he couldn’t control himself at school.”

A question hangs on the tip of her tongue, but Bella keeps it to herself. It’s none of her business how they eventually came together, she imagines it might have been something similar to her and Edward’s story. Her curious eyes dart over to Jasper and the girl again. They’re settled down on the roots of a nearby tree, talking and smiling at each other. The softness of the moment strikes her. Had she ever seen the vampire look so carefree? Especially around a human?

“They’re cute, aren’t they?” The ravenette murmurs with a far away look, “She’ll be like us one day too, I’ve seen it, and they look so happy. She’s the one that helps him learn control. He’s even the one who changes her, I think. That part was still a little unclear.”

Bella looks at her with a smile, “It’s so cool that you’ve seen all of that.”

Alice shrugs but her smile betrays the pride she feels for her gift, “It has come to me over the months, not all together, you know. I’m just so happy he has someone now.”

Both look over at the couple again, fondness and genuine joy rolling off of them.

Jasper smiles slightly, eyes darting over to the pair.

“What is it?” You ask, glancing around the blonde to see his sister and the new girl staring at the two of you. A dark blush is quick to cover your face, which you hide in his shoulder.

Jasper chuckles lightly, pressing an adoring kiss to the crown of your head, “No worries, darlin’, they’re happy you’re here.”

You peak up at him with a small, teasing grin, “Really? And how do you feel, huh?”

The blonde raises an eyebrow at you, one of his oh so charming smirks pulling at the corner of his lips, “Why, it’s a pleasure to have you by my side, ma’am.”

Your teasing smile melts into a sigh and you bury your face back into his shoulder. Just his voice alone sets free a flock of butterflies in your chest. You’re probably as red as a tomato again.

“Don’t call me ma’am, makes me feel old,” you grumble to try and hide just how flustered his words made you feel.

“My apologies,” you can hear the grin in his voice, “...ma’am.”

You punch him in the side, knowing all too well that it won’t actually hurt him, but at least the intention is there. Jasper just chuckles again and pulls away to look at your bright face.

“I’m just teasin’ darlin’,” he hums, “You get riled up so easy.”

“You’re so mean.” You pout, scrunching your nose up at him.

The vampire only grins and leans close to press his cold lips against your forehead. Eyes fluttering closed, you take a moment to just savor the feeling. You never want it to go away. You never want him to go away.

“I love you, Jasper,” you mumble as you tuck back into his side.

He pulls you close, enveloped in your scent but so stricken with the genuine emotions rolling off you that it doesn’t even seem to bother him.

“I love you too, darlin’.” The words are soft, spoken so only you will hear him.

[corrodedbisexual]

A modern world with vampires being widespread, but still less than 1% of the population. They are mostly indistinguishable from humans at first glance, but most celebrity vampires (singers, tiktokers etc) try to keep up the whole traditional image of a cool gothic aesthetic for popularity.

Eddie, who is obsessed with the whole vamp culture and dreaming of one day meeting a vamp who will fall in love with him and turn him. And then he meets Steve, who is literally Just A Dude in old-fashioned polos and blue jeans, works as a PE teacher at a middle school, and has two adopted kids. The only reason Eddie finds out he's a vamp is because the kids are fucking teenagers while Steve himself looks no older than early 20s, so when Eddie asks about it, Steve just comes out to him. Turns out he was turned when he was 20 during a drunken one night stand in the 80s.

Steve is the lamest vamp Eddie's ever seen. Granted, Eddie's only seen other vamps, that he knew of, on tv or tiktok, so he's very much biased, but still. Steve drinks his daily blood out of a plastic sippy cup because "blood is really hard to wash out of clothes", and he doesn't wear black (which would have solved the blood stains problem, in Eddie's opinion), and his bed sheets aren't black silk but cotton in a hideous light green color ("they were on sale"), and he has an actual fear of bats (undignified shrieking and all). And he's an absolute goof who makes dad jokes and dances to 80s pop music while making breakfast for the kids and Eddie.

Eddie falls head over heels while cringing the entire time.

[shelbgrey]

✨Pookie😏✨Mother Pinecone🥳✨Fellow Simp🤩✨ can I request some lovely shrexy headcanons for the one and only Sammy Winchester😳 I just need some fluff and steamy steamy spicy headcanons please🥹 I’ll pay😉🫴💰💳💵

Dating Sam Winchester Headcanons:

Paring: Sam Winchester X Singer!Reader

Summary: headcanons about Sam dating Bobby Singer's kid. -SMUT warning!

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Between Sam being John's kid and you being Bobby's, you spent a lot of time together as kids.

You were always closer to Sam, you and him bonded over books and you were both the quiet ones.

It was obvious there was something between you two even when you were kids, but you were both completely clueless.

“the only two people who don't know Sam and y/n like each other are Sam and y/n” - Dean

But then he went off to college, you guys talked through letters and Emails for the first few months. Then he met Jes and you guys talked less and less.

Deep down Sam knew he dated Jess just to get over you, but then he felt awful to think that way after she died.

He never would have expected that you'd show up with Dean, telling him John was missing. Sam honestly hated to see the skilled hunter you have become, he always thought you deserved better.

Deep down he knew he stayed for you. College didn't matter much to him anymore and neither did finding his dad. He rekindled his friendship with you and wanted to protect you.

Hell, he would take you away from the hunting life if he could.

Before you knew it the three of you were a trio again. Saving people and hunting things together.

Then before you knew it you and Sam both fell back in to your original, clueless act you had with each other. It pissed Dean off, because he knew you guys liked each other.

Dean also knew neither one of you had the balls to admit your feelings. So he took matters into his own hands.

“Hey, y/n, you busy Saturday night?” Dean asked one night. “no?”

“Sammy, you sure as hell ain't busy” Dean joked, Sam rolled his eyes and sighed. “yeah... I'm not”

“good, because I am... You two go out and have a good time” Dean told you both.

Yeah Dean asked you out on a date for Sam. Both of you had mixed reactions, you didn't know how to proses what what just happened and Sam was just annoyed Dean was getting up in his business. Dean didn't stop you guys from going out.

he is sweet and gentle when he kisses you. The kisses you and him share are always sweet and full of passion. He pours everything into his kisses when his lips are on yours.

He definitely said 'I love you.' he said it after he had to save you from a vampires nest he told you he couldn't lose you and he loves you.

Sam would be the one to encourage you to go on rants or nerd out about things your passionate about. He'll listen beginning to end. If your like: “sorry if I'm talking too much” Sam will say: “no, no, keep going. I'm listening”

Not being stuck in his Tuesday time loop, but helping the best you can.

Sam's Hugs are warm and tight. Since he's so much taller than you he usually picks you up and holds you to his chest as your legs are wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck holding him tight.

he promised to himself and you that if you were to get hurt by anything and he did mean anything at all, he would kill it. Even the smallest cut or bruse on you, he would freak out and with a gun in his hand, he would go after the very thing that dared to put a wound on you.

Sex with him has always been on the Adventurous side, but he learns your limits quickly and wouldn't do anything to hurt you. But when soulless Sam shows up there's no slowing down.

Even though Soulless Sam is hot one of the things he cares about most is sex and it might seem that's all he wants at the time, but the moment you get hurt the person or thing that hurt you is in a heaping pile of blood and broken bones.

Research dates all the time, you think it's boring as hell but your happy just to he able to spend time with him.

He's a health nut so he's always getting on to you and dean about your eating habits. “you know those things could kill you, right?” Sam asks as he watches you drink a monster energy drink, you'll just shrug him off.

You appreciate his concerns and you do back off on some stuff and let him cook you a healthy meal.

“what is that?” you asked staring at the blender in Discussed. “it's a smoothy, its good for you” he said pouring you a cup. “it's green goop”

✨Forehead kisses✨ he's a giant after all, so it's easier and convenient to just give you a little kiss on the forehead. He also loves it when your setting in his lap and giving him the same treatment.

Matching bracelets. Jack went through a friendship bracelet making phase and you made a couple with him. You and Sam both have one, he refuses to take it off. “you don't have to wear it”

“no, I'm gonna wear it forever. Back off”

You and Sam are literally Jack's parents, you probably end up adopting him at some point.

Never giving up on getting him out of hell, you hated the fact Dean when to live with Lisa. So while he got a girlfriend you were threatening crossroad demons for awnsers.

Making dirty jokes with Dean all the time to annoy Sam.

If Dean pranks Sam, you'll help get back at Dean. One time you convinced Sam to have sex in the impala just to piss Dean off.

Lucifer has the undying love for you and hits on you all the time, it pisses Sam off to no end.

Getting to see Sully first hand because he knew how much Sam ment to you and Sully just really wanted to meet the person that made Sam so happy.

Jody being a mother to you.

He absolutely loves feeling your fingers run through his hair. He'll kill to have his head on your cheat while you play with his hair after a rough hunt.

If your a smut book you get really secretive about and he'll notice quickly. “What you reading?” you blush and hold the book away from him. “nothing”

If he gets a hold of the book and reads a steamy part if the book, he'll probably want to try what he read too.

This man need physical contact a lot. He's a big cuddler and just needs you in his arms, it's a comfort and a protection thing.

He wants to hold your hand all the time too, if your walking around the bunker or a town your hands will be locked together, or sometimes hell just hold your had while doing research.

Communication won't be a problem in your relationship. You both just find it so easy to talk to each other.

But if you get into a fight, your fight loud and mean. There will be the silent treatment.

He's a bed hog so get used to sleeping right on top of him or right up against him because there's no room for personal space when you share a bed, especially if it's a motel bed.

He also hogs blankets.

You have bad sex in the bunker library, do with that information as you will.

You steal his flannels all the time, they're just so big and comfy.

He's good at turning you on😏

NSFW headcanons:

Sammy has a size kink, he loves the fact you are shorter than him. It makes it easier for him to manhandle you and throw you around without even trying.

likes to pretty much fuck you stupid. like to the point your shaking, you only can think of his dick and babbling his name. you probably won't be walking the next morning.

he's ✨skilled✨ with his hands, those big massive hands. it doesn't matter what he's doing with them, in between your legs, your face, around your neck, in your hair, I don't matter he knows what he's doing.

Hair pulling, he loves feeling your fingers in his hair or he'll tangel his fingers in yours and tug on it when he's getting head or about ready to cum.

He didn't realize how much he actually liked it untill you started pulling on his hair while he was eating you out. “Damn... Do that again... Please”

Biting, he's loves marking you up. There has been many times you had to cover your neck with makeup, but most of the bite marks are on your thighs.

But he also lives for the moments where it's just sensual and gentle. He secretly loves just holding you and kissing you slowly.

He wants to see if he can he make you scream louder than he did the last time. He loves the noises you make.

He well bend you over the table in the bunker library and take you from behind.

The desk will creak from the force he uses and his large body will presse you hard against the desk.

He loves hearing the moans and gasps coming out of your mouth.

Part of him will want you to be louder, even though he knew you aren't supposed to be sometimes.

He'll mark your thighs with his teeth and biting hard enough to leave a light bruise.

Sam loves being dominate towards you. Choking you and edging you. “come on, Baby. Cum for me again”

He has big chocking kink, he won't be too rough about but he loves wrapping his fingers around your neck and feeling your pulse when he's ramming into you.

He has a tendency to grip the headboard when he's close to cumming.

“that’s it baby, there you go. takining me so well, honey.”

Sam loves the way his hands look on your body. Even better if you’re smaller than him, he just wants to be touching you all the fucking time.

He love getting head. I feel like he’d like having you on your knees. Plus, feeling your lips around him pushes him closer to cumming in your mouth.

If you’re struggling to take him in or taking long to adjust, he’ll whisper reassurances that you’re doing a good job while rubbing his hands on your back and thighs.

Sam first thought after sex he's always checking on you, making sure it felt good and your not sore. He is very gentle, cleaning you up and giving you anything you need before even thinking of himself.

[braveclementine]

La Push and Port Angeles

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Twilight characters or locations. I do own Davina Mikelson and Marcel. I also own the backstory for my OC. I do not condone any copying of this.

Davina P.O.V.

Dr. Cullen had been surprised when I had turned my folder into him on the same day that he had given it to me. I supposed I was supposed to have finished it over the weekend. Oh well, he should've made the questions harder then.

The week had been rather uneventful and now, I was riding up to La Push on my motorcycle. I hadn't wanted to go in Mike's car so I decided it would be better just to meet them all there. And that was exactly what I was doing.

I was ecstatic with how things were going. School was fine. I was alternating between sitting with the Cullens and sitting with Bella and her friends. Tyler and mine friendship wasn't as strong as mine and Sam's, but we still hung out a little bit.

And then of course, there was the hospital which was starting to become one of my favorite places on Earth.

I couldn't care less if Dr. Cullen and his family were vampires. Honestly, I reveled in the fact that these magical creatures existed.

I had done my research of course: Vampire Diaries, Dracula, Blood Ties, Vampire Academy, even I am Legend!

Hopefully, my hard work paid off and I knew a little more about what sorts of vampires the Cullens could be. It also got me to wondering if there were any other magical creatures that existed and whether or not they were dangerous or what sort of creature they'd be.

Part of me even suspected Sam was some sort of magical creature. He was startling tall when he'd been a shrimp at ten. Not to mention the sickening almost magical love between him and Emily. And of course, the heat of his skin. As a doctor in training, I knew he should be running a temperature and he was just fine.

But anyways. . .

Today was truly a wonderful day. It was maybe seventy-five degrees out- almost boiling hot for a place like Forks. The sun was shining and First Beach water was dark gray. I could see the rocks that made up the beach instead of sand. I knew that even though they were gray from far away, they were actually brilliant colours up close.

There were driftwood trees that were scattered hap-hazardely on the beach, white washed and bleached from the years in the sun and salt combined.

There was a forest off to the side that I was sure the Forks residents would want to go hiking through eventually. Meanwhile, there were actually quite a few people out on the water, surfing. I would have to get out on the water.

I loved the water. I loved swimming, I loved surfing and snorkeling and anything else you could do on water. I felt at home on the water.

I pulled up in the parking lot, parking next to Mike's van and then made my way down to the beach in my bathing suit and a wrap around my waist.

Mike and Bella were sitting next to each other as Mike started a driftwood fire. I watched the blue and green flames flicker up and heard Bella gasp.

". . .salt does it. Pretty, isn't it?" Mike asked, sitting back down on the log before Jessica turned to claim his attention.

"Hello Davina." Bella said as I sat down next to her.

"Hello Bella, how are you liking the sun today?" I asked cheekily.

"It's nice." Bella said quietly.

"You invited Edward on the trip, didn't you?"

"Yes, but he got all weird when I mentioned the beach." Bella replied.

"Hmm, that is strange. You're not going to prom either are you?" I asked.

"No, I plan on being out of town." Bella said. "You?"

"Eh. Tyler asked." I said, stretching back on my arms. "Along with a few dozen other boys. But I don't want to go to prom."

Bella and I chatted for another half hour about small things, sometimes with Angela chiming in on the conversation. However, as the boys got angsty about staying around the fire pit, they wanted to go hiking.

I thought that my cue to go up to the shop and rent a surfboard and wet suit. I zipped myself up in the black and blue suit, tucking the gun surfboard under my arm, making my way towards the ocean.

The minute my feet touched the water, my entire body relaxed and I closed my eyes. I was very quick to make my way out to sea, going out farther than the tourists and even the native residents.

My hands parted the water easily as I pushed myself against the waves as I prepared to stand. Once I did lift myself into a standing position, I could feel a swell of breeze as I made my way back towards the beach.

The waves weren't large today, much to my disappointment, so the ride was only gentle and calm, not adrenaline rushing like I preferred. But I wasn't really expecting anything else from Forks.

I stayed out on the water for most of the day, even when the others came out of the forest. I only went off when I saw Bella leaving with Jacob, Billy's son.

I padded over to the campfire, wincing when my feet hit the rocks. I did see an absolutely beautiful dull gold one and I picked it up.

There weren't may people from school left. Tyler and Lauren were the only ones, rummaging through CD's together.

"Hey Davina!" Tyler said as I came up, stretching. "How were the waves."

"Pathetic." I said with a grin. "I'm going to have to drive down to California to get monster waves."

I heard a sigh and I looked over to see Sam sitting with a few boys.

"Well hello Sammy boy."

One of the boys who had been drinking spit out his drink in a laugh. The other grinned.

"Hey shorty." Sam replied.

I scowled, "I can't help it if you're freakishly tall. I'm average height."

Sam laughed huskily.

"Anyways, food?" I asked.

Sam grinned, "Maybe we ate it all."

"I know you didn't because I know you knew I was on the waves which meant you knew that I was going to be hungry and you love me so where's the food?" I demanded, setting the gun board down.

Sam sighed, reaching behind him and handing me nacho doritos and a rootbeer.

I nearly squealed. "You got me rootbeer!"

"It's your favorite drink." Sam muttered.

I grinned. "Anyways, who are the ugly guys on either side of you?"

Sam snorted, "Jared and Paul."

I tried telling them apart before finally turning to the boy I suspected was Paul. "You're Paul?"

"How did you know?" Paul asked.

"You're still as scrawny as you were when you were a kid." I smirked, "I bet I could still beat you in a wrestling match."

"Oh you're on." Paul said, a maniac glint in his eye. "You're not a little girl anymore."

"No." Sam said shortly. "Not today Davina."

"Fine." I said exaggeratedly, sitting down next to Sam, making Paul budge over. I noticed his skin was also boiling hot.

"Sam said you got an internship at the hospital?" The other boy who must've been Jared asked. "How. . . is that?"

"Fine." I said with a shrug. "I've learned a lot. Dr. Cullen really knows what he's doing so-"

I closed my eyes and flinched as I felt the sticky soda explode on my left side. Paul had squeezed the can so hard it had exploded.

"Paul." Sam barked.

"I'm going to return my surfboard." I responded coolly, getting up without looking at Paul and picking up the surfboard. I made my way back to the shop, giving back the wet suit and the surfboard. I now wished I had a towel that I could use to wrap around me.

Oh well, it was just about time to go home anyways. I debated saying good-bye to Sam but decided against it.

I made my way over to the motorcycle and saw Sam leaning against it.

"Down boy." I said with a bit of a smile.

He rolled his eyes. "So endearing. I wanted to apologize for Pauls' behavior tonight. He has a lot of anger issues and he's still sorting them out."

I was quiet for a moment, looking at the sun setting, making Sam's bronze skin almost glow in the faint light. His eyes, dark and warm, yet slightly haunted from his past and possibly whatever he was going through now.

"Sam?"

He blinked at my serious tone. I was never serious.

"Yeah?"

I paused and then asked, "What are you?"

Sam didn't move a muscle staring into my eyes, gauging my reaction. I tilted my head slightly, analyzing his build. "I know. . . I know you're different. You're not the same as when we were kids. And I don't mean the build of your body, although I think the height and muscle probably contributes a bit. . . but the heat of your skin. I thought maybe it was just a native thing. . . but the man at the surfboard shop had normal temperature. And you hate the Cullens."

"I can't- Davina go home." Sam said, getting up off the motorcycle. "You watch to many movies."

"Really? I watch to many movies and I'm the fool for believing you're different? Says the guy who believes the Cullens are vampires because of your Quileute legends!"

"That's different." Sam said shortly.

I felt like I would cry. Sam was my closest friend, almost my brother. And yet he wasn't going to tell me what was with him?

"S-Sam." My voice cracked and we both winced. I sucked in breath and whispered, "Fine. I'll figure it out on my own."

I swung my leg over my motorcycle, backing it out with my feet before starting it.

"Davina." Sam said in a warning voice but I ignored him, bringing the bike to life and roaring out of there.

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I was in a bad mood at the internship the next few days and Dr. Cullen knew it. He said nothing though, leaving me in my peace and silence. And it wasn't like I was mad at him and I didn't bring my anger out on anyone but myself.

Sometimes, I thought maybe he could hear me in the office next to him. Well, that wouldn't be a surprise. In every Vampire movie ever they had amazing hearing so there was that.

Once I finished my work, I headed to his office, taking the long way instead of the short cut, knocking on the door.

"Come in." He said.

He was working behind his desk and he didn't even look surprised to see me.

I loved his office. He had several bookcases in here that were filled with books, not all of them medical. I loved skimming them on the few days I worked in his office, in silence, on the couch. It was a rather comfortable couch and sometimes, I found myself wondering if he ever slept on it when he had long shifts at the hospital. But then I wondered if he could even sleep.

"Hello Miss Michaelson." Dr. Cullen said, putting his pen down and folding his hands on top of his desk. "Are you finished for the day?"

I hesitated and then said, "I was wondering if I could work in here today. I'm. . . just not liking the silence of my office to much. I don't mean we have to have conversation, I just want to be around someone right now."

"Of course."

Merlin I loved his voice.

I gave him a brief smile, settling on the couch. I was in a more relaxed mood and I curled up in the corner of the couch between the back of it and the arm.

The silence was comfortable and I was relaxed immensely. I didn't look at him directly, only listening and also observing.

He went very long periods without breathing and only breathed as though it was a reminder that I was in the room. Often times, when he did breathe, they were shallow and when they were deep, he clenched his pen tightly as though restraining himself. I wondered if it was my blood he could smell and if it was tempting to him.

I noticed that he usually wasn't affected by the smell of blood. He could work rather calmly and smoothly. However, when around me, he seemed to hold his breath. Why was I different? Did I smell different?

After a while, I pretended to finish my office work- cataloging real patients blood work in envelopes to be sent to their houses for cancer tests- and asked quietly. "I have a random question."

"Sure."

"If a Vampire had a mortal enemy, what do you think the magical creature would be?" I glanced at him briefly.

He looked rather taken aback and I noticed that the grip on his pen had tightened even more than when he took in his deep breaths. If he wasn't careful, he was going to crush his pen.

"I suppose a werewolf maybe?" He questioned. "I'm not really sure."

A werewolf. Yes, that made sense. Werewolves and Vampires usually were enemies. Should I go visit Sam on a full moon and see how he reacted?

"Was there a particular reason for this question Miss Michaelson?" He asked, frowning slightly.

"I was trying to figure out what Sam was." I answered honestly. "And you being a Vampire was my best source of information."

Dr. Cullen was completely frozen now and I glanced at him nonchalantly. "Dr. Cullen?"

He seemed to swallow and he asked, "I- did the kids-"

"No. No one told me." I answered, shifting into a sitting position before getting up, and sliding the completed folder onto his desk. "I just knew. Have a good day Dr. Cullen, I'll see you Wednesday."

And with that, I walked out of the room, closing the door behind me. I didn't realizing I was smiling until I started home on my motorcycle. And then I realized, Sam's a Werewolf.

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"Would you like to go shopping with us tomorrow?" Angela asked me as I sat down next to her at the lunch table. It was day two of the Cullens not being in school which made me wonder if they actually burned in the sun.

"I thought you guys went last night?" I questioned as I helped myself to some pizza.

"Mike asked Jessica out on a date so we're going tonight instead. And even though you're not going to the dance, I knew you wanted new clothes."

"Yes, thank you. I would love to come. Here-" I wrote my address down on a piece of paper and gave it to Angela. "That's my address so Jessica knows where to pick me up."

"I'll let her know. We're leaving right after school. We'll probably pick you up last though so you'll probably have more time to get ready." Angela said.

I chuckled, "Thanks."

I hadn't seen or talked to Sam since our spat so I was stuck driving myself home now. Not that I minded, I loved riding my bike. But I also was starting to feel quite alone. It was bad enough my parents and brother were dead and I had about zero friends.

Well, let me correct. Zero real friends. I was bubbly and hyper and a complete geek and so everyone always thought that just about everyone was my friend. But when you put it to the test, it's not real friendship.

I needed Sam. It was like a heartache. I couldn't live without having Sam in my life, not here. I'd always had Sam, whether it was when we were kids, or when I lived on the army base and we wrote each other letters, or now when I moved back and he was the caring brother. I needed him.

But I was stubborn. I wanted him to come and apologize to me first. He could've just told me he was a damn werewolf. I would've kept my mouth shut. Why didn't he trust me?

My thoughts continued to run wild as I searched for an outfit that I could go out in. Finally, I chose a long sleeved-white shirt with the word Angel written on the collar in black. A red top with a pocket, zipper, and belt on it. The white shirt was tucked into my one and only skirt- which was to short to wear at the hospital.

I wished I had knee high boots to complete the look, but I just slipped on my combat boots instead. I lifted my hair into a ponytail, curling the ends of it quickly before applying dark makeup and grabbing my purse. I shoved my phone, money, and some pepper spray into the bag, slinging it across my shoulder.

I found that Jessica was just pulling up to the house, her eyes wide as she glanced at my house. Was it impressive compared to hers? I had no idea. But most of the houses here were Victorian. This was an older section of the neighborhood. They are also spread a bit further apart with large backyards as they were usually farm houses.

I opened the back door, sliding in next to Angela.

"You look cute." Jessica squealed, her eyes taking in my outfit.

"Thanks." I said, flashing her a grin.

Jessica drove fast so I knew the trip wouldn't be long. She played Led Zepplin on the radio- not really my favorite. Rock's not really my music type- and chatted all about her date with Mike yesterday. And she was talking about how she hopped they were going to get to the kissing stage by the dance.

Maybe it was because I was infatuated with a God like Vampire but I really couldn't see how anyone thought Mike was handsome, good-looking, or even cute.

Angela was a bit disappointed in the fact she was going with Eric. She liked him, but apparently he wasn't her type. I had a sneaking suspicion that her type was actually Ben Cheney, but I didn't say anything. I wasn't Jessica after all.

Port Angeles was a nice coast city. The board walk that led out to the docks and whatnot. However, Jessica and Angela took us straight to the department store. I went off on my own for just a little bit.

I wasn't really the type of girl to try something on. I just looked at it, held it up against me in the mirror, checked if it was my size, and then debated whether or not to buy it.

I bought a few new pairs of jeans, a couple skirts, a few blouses, a new leather jacket, and a few other items that I felt I needed.

I met up with the others in the shoe section, trying on heels as they already had their dresses.

I bought myself a new pair of sneakers that were gray and light pink and would go well with my nurse scrubs. I also bought myself a pair of knee high boots that complimented the outfit I was wearing right now so I tore off the tags and wore them with the outfit.

There were also heel pumps and combat boots with heels that I bought. The pumps would be for at the hospital along with the sneakers.

At the moment, Jessica was at a counter, trying jewelry. Angela was trying on pink heels at the moment.

"Angela?" Bella asked quietly.

"Yes?" Angela asked behind me. I was pretending to be bent over, fixing the zipper on the knee high boots.

"I like those." Bella said.

I glanced behind me to see the pink heel on Angela's foot.

"I think I'll get them- though they'll never match anything but the one dress," Angela muttered.

"Or a white pantsuit." I replied.

"Very true."

"Oh, go ahead- they're on sale." Bella encouraged. She looked like she was hesitating about something so I turned back around, fixing the shoe boxes in my bag. I had several bags filled with clothes and I was hoping I could put it in Jessica's car so I didn't have to carry everything around.

"Um, Angela. . . Is it normal for the. . .Cullens to be out of school a lot?"

"Yes, when the weather is good they go backpacking all the time- even the doctor. They're all real outdoorsy."

So that's why Dr. Cullen hadn't had me come in the past couple days. He had probably known the weather was going to be nice.

So if they went backpacking in the sun, did that mean they didn't burn? Or maybe they didn't go backpacking at all. Maybe they hid in the house.

"Oh." was all Bella said. Angela didn't ask any questions and neither did I. Jessica came back with rhinestone jewelry that I thought looked a bit cheap, but I supposed if it was what she wanted to wear, so be it.

Upon exiting the store laden down with shopping bags, Angela and Jessica said we could go put our things in the car before going down to the bay. Bella on the other hand wanted to go book shopping. She also denied Jessica and Angela going with her, saying she got really caught up in books.

"I'll go with her." I declared. "I absolutely love books so this could be a chance for me to get something new as well. You guys don't mind taking my stuff back to the car, do you?"

"Not at all," Angela replied sweetly and the two of them split my bags between the two of them, giving Bella directions on how to find the bookstore.

Bella and I set off in comfortable silence until we approached the place that Jessica had mentioned. However, upon looking inside, it looked more like a store that would be down on the Quileute rez. Dream catchers hung in the windows, books on healing properties, and the shelves were lined with different coloured crystals.

Bella and I looked at each other before deciding to keep on walking, looking for another bookstore.

I had a bit of a headache and as Bella and I continued to walk, I closed my eyes, hoping for relief. I hadn't drunk as much water as I should've in the past couple of days, but I had never been very good at that. I always got distracted with homework and work, forgetting to eat and drink. Plus a bit of a lack of sleep.

The next time I opened my eyes, I was basically alone. I looked around in a panic and realized that Bella was neither ahead of me, nor was she behind me.

"Ah bollocks!" I cursed. My headache started to pound. I pushed my cool hand against my forehead like that would do anything.

I pulled out my phone, calling Bella but there was no answer. Damnit, I don't even think she had a cell phone, this was her house number.

I figured, based on my slow pace so I hadn't bumped into anything, that Bella was probably ahead of me so I started walking faster, glancing down alleyways to see if I could find her.

I looked up at the sky, trying to guess what time it was. The sky was growing dark, the clouds drawing close. There was still some pink, orange, and purple in the sky so I knew it was getting very close for the sun to set and I was still riddled with indecision.

I could go back, find my way to the Italian restaurant so that I could find Angela and Jessica- and maybe Bella was there, freaking out about me being lost- or I could keep going and search for Bella.

I could hear a group of men wolf-whistling and I was slightly worried about whoever they were whistling at so I hurried around the corner, ducking into the shadows. I saw the back of Bella and felt relief wash over me. I hid as the men passed by, not noticing me crouching in the corner.

"Bella!" I called once I felt they wouldn't hear me.

Bella spun and relief flooded her face, "I couldn't find you!"

"Sorry, I. . . got distracted." I had no way to explain what had happened.

"We should probably go back." Bella mentioned.

I nodded, "Yeah, I'm getting hungry. And Jessica and Angela are probably getting pretty worried."

It was definitely darker now and we started back up the way that we had come. My senses were heightened, burning as my eyes darted around, looking for any dangers. My nerves were tingling and my hand crept into my purse for the pepper spray in case I needed to pull it out and give someone a good one.

I let Bella led as my senses were all jumbled and I couldn't exactly remember the way back. I had a tendency to get lost as I usually spaced out quite a bit.

Bella quickened her pace after throwing a glance over her shoulder and I glanced back as well before seeing two men behind us. They weren't close, about twenty feet back, but I started quickening my pace as well.

"We need to get out of here." I muttered, hooking my arm with hers.

She still led, keeping her pace quick as we made our way up. There were no cars, no people, we weren't in the right section of the city. This was bad. My nerves spiked even more and at the pace I was trying to make Bella go, she would trip over her own two feet and that wouldn't be good.

Finally, we darted around a corner before coming to a stop. There were two more men in front of us.

"There you are!" His voice was booming and my headache was back in just a few seconds.

"Yeah," the voice behind us said. "We just took a little detour."

"Right, Bella, I'll distract them. You run and get help."

"That's a bad idea Davina." Bella murmured.

I scoffed, "There's no such thing as a bad idea. Only poorly executed awesome ones."

"Is that a quote from something?" Bella asked in a panic.

"Vampire Diaries. Damon Salavatore. Season two episode 15." I rattled off confidently.

"Never seen it."

"You're totally watching it after this." I muttered. "Alright now go."

Bella took off running, past the two men in the alleyway and the four of them let her go, turning on me.

I gritted my teeth.

Alright then, show time.

[sivyera]

10 things Edward Cullen loves about you

edward c. x fem!reader wanings: none! just edward being a simp and a lots of fluff, like a lot of

To be clear, Edward loves every. single. part. of. you. In his eyes you are just perfect. There is nothing on you, that he wouldn't find perfect or beautiful. But he somehow sorted it out and wrote down what he loves most about you. Even though he loves everything about you.

Your height - it may sounds weird bur please let me explain. He loves your height because you are much shorter then him, no matter how tall you are you are still smaller then him. So whenever he hugs you, he can rest his chin on your head and he feels like he's protecting you.

Your laugh - especially if he's the one who made you laugh. It's like music to his ears and he can listen to it forever. So sometimes he starts tickle you out of nowhere just to hear you laugh. And he always laugh with you.

Your smile - he just love when you smile at him. Like when you wake up and look at him with messy hair, sleepy eyes and beautiful smile full of love. Or when he says something flirty and you scoff and then smile. Or when he picks you up in his volvo and you say 'hi' with the biggest and brightest smile, he can't help but smile too.

Your voice - it's music to his ears same as your laugh. You can talk about anything and he will still listen with hearts in his eyes. You can talk about how your day went or how much you love this and that, he really doesn't care he just wanna hear your voice. But his favourite thing to listen is when you talk about how much you love him.

Your body - he loves how your body looks and it reacts when he touches you. He is cold but not uncomfortably cold yk, like refreshing cold. So when he softly traces his fingers on your body and you shiver a bit, oh god he just loves it! He likes every part of your body.

Your face -he just finds your face incredibly beautiful. Every single time when he looks at you he just wanna kiss you all over your face. The beauty you hold is something magical to him, something he didn't believe existed, yet here you are with the most beautiful face in the whole world.

Your eyes - he can get lost in them for hours. He cannot get enough of the way how your eyes sparkle when you look at something you like. And he never miss the way they sparkle and get bigger when you look at him, how much love they hold when you look at him. And he looks at you the same way like you, maybe with more love;)

Your scent - it's like a drug to him. I mean it, whenever he smells your scent, he cannot think about anything else then you. You are his blood singer which means he loves the scent of your blood as well and it's like a drug to him same as your human scent. So he loves when he can just wrap his arms around you and bury his face into your neck so he can smell you.

Your touch - it doesn't matter where are you touching him, just touch him. Your touch is as addictive as your scent. Even small touches like holding pinkies. But he is over the moon when you play with his hair. It's so relaxing to him and if he could he would fall asleep. He may start 'purring' but don't mention it, because he will deny it.

Your soul - your beautiful kind soul. He's happy that you accepted him because he was really insecure, because imagining you leaving him or worst being scared of him when he told you he was a vampire was devastating. But you didn't, you stayed with him and you love him unconditionally as he loves you. He considers himself very VERY lucky to have you as his soulmate.

[emithecharmer]

Shakespeare's Apprentice

Vampire!Hyunjin x human!reader

Warnings: One swear (kind of), vampires

"Soo.." I bit my lip nervously.

"What do vampires do exactly?" I asked, unconsciously bringing some of my hair over my shoulder.

"Stay out of sight, but you can see how that's going." Hyunjin chuckled, resting his head on his arm, turning to face me.

"Do you sleep?" He shook his head.

"Can you eat human food or-?" His lip curled up at that.

"We can, but it's not good." My jaw dropped.

"So, all of the times I cooked for you-" He perked up.

"Now, that was good. It reminded me of when I was human, your soup tastes like my mom's did." He smiled softly.

"Do you miss her?"

"Every single day. I stayed with her until her dying breath, she was a bit curious on why I hadn't aged, but..She never cared much about it." He chuckled a bit.

"Was it hard?" He shrugged.

"I think what helped was the fact she was my mom. I would hate myself for the rest of my life if I hurt her," He tilted his head to look at you, "or you." My heart fluttered and he smiled.

"Is it hard being around me?" I asked, turning to face him, although it was a bit difficult, due to us being in the car.

"Not at all. You're a breath of fresh air." I blinked, surprised at that.

"You're my mate, which means your blood has no appeal to me, only you do." I frowned.

"So, you wouldn't like me if I wasn't your- mate?" He shook his head.

"It's not that simple. A mate is..someone that we're tied to. It's someone that we protect, and that was..made for us? But not in a weird way..It's like..You know what a soulmate is, yes?" I nodded.

"It's like that."

"So we're soulmates?" He nodded at my question.

"Is it weird?" He asked, a bit self-conscious at the new ground he was treading.

"..Well, I mean, you are kind of a vampire, so besides the obvious, not really." He chuckled at my answer.

"'Kind of a vampire?'" I rolled my eyes at his teasing, gaining confidence.

"You know what I mean." He nodded, smiling.

"Your smile's pretty." I said without thinking.

"You're pretty." He replied, reaching out slowly, as if not to scare me, and grabbed my hand, holding it in his. I noted the temperature difference, but it somehow didn't bother me as much as I thought it might.

"Am I cold?" He asked.

"Yeah, but it's nice."

"You're really warm." He said.

"..Can I ask more questions?"

"Can I keep holding your hand?" I nodded.

"Then yes."

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"What about kids?" I asked.

"I don't really know, I guess it's not impossible? But I'm not exactly an expert on the subject."

"How old were you when you were turned?"

"18."

"Do you know any other vampires?" He nodded.

"I have a coven."

"A 'coven?'" I tilt my head.

"We're basically a band of vampires." He explained in simple terms.

"Oh, right, duh, 'Twilight.' And a 'band?' Ooh, i'll buy tickets." He snorts at my lame joke.

"I'll get you a backstage pass." I smile.

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"So, what do you do? I mean..I hope you don't do what the Cullens did." He groaned.

"Heck no, I think we'd kill ourselves doing that. I paint, and sell them online. Chris, our 'sire' or 'leader,' whatever he is, he produces along with Bin and Jisung, all online. Minho sells recipes and Felix does the same, but he's also a masked gamer on Twitch and YouTube. Seungmin is a masked singer, along with Jeongin, but both of them kind of dabble in their interests." I nod, entranced as he talks, and i think he notices based off his smirk.

"Don't make me wipe that smirk off." I warn.

"Don't threaten me with a good time." He teases back, smiling softly as he looked into my eyes. "They're gorgeous," he continues, "your eyes, I mean. The rest of you is beautiful too, but your eyes make me feel like i'm somewhere else..Like i'm," he struggled to find the words, "human."

"Ok, Shakespeare, don't go all poet on me." He laughed, leaning in.

"Forgive me, my love, I must have forgotten how small-minded you are."

"Oh really? I'll show you small minded." He laughed again as I struggled to open the car door.

"You may want to try unlocking it."

"I was testing you."

"Ah, of course." He didn't call out my lie as we both got out of the car from where we were parked in the riverfront parking lot.

"Is this how you change me, drown me and then sink your teeth in me." His eyes widen at my joke.

"I would never! But yes, drowning is typically the way we go." He said, obviously joking and making me roll my eyes. "One of these days, they'll get stuck up there."

"Damn, okay mom." He huffs, smiling, but it soon disappears as he looks up to the sky.

"What is it?"

"It's going to rain soon, we should head back, I'll drive you home."

"....Or..." He turns to me, his brow furrowing.

"What?" He asks as the first few drops fall onto the smooth rocks under our feet.

"..Well, and call me crazy if you must, but uh..We could dance." His face softens for a split second before he smirks.

"Who's Shakespeare now?"

"Uh, still you, babygirl. I'm just super-uber romantic." He smiles, walking to me and taking my hand in his, laying it gently on his shoulder, taking my other hand and interlacing it with his.

"Luckily, i am too." He smiles, and I swear my heart stops as he leans down, pressing our foreheads together.

"I'm glad I met you, Hyunjin." I say as we sway to the music that can only be heard in our hearts.

"I'm eternally blessed that you've chosen to grace me with your beauty."

"Someone call up Italy, cause I got Shakespeare right here."

"I take it back." He says, before kissing me softly.

[morganwrites12672]

It's Always Been This Way

Dean Winchester x Singer!Reader

Summary: Y/n and Dean have always liked each other. . . Just never at the same time. What happens whenever they fall for each other while working a case?

Rating: PG-13

A/N: I hate the beginning but whatever. Requests are open!

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It's always been this way.

For as long as Y/n and Dean could remember, they had great friends. That was it. Just friends. At various points in their lives, they had had crushes on the other. It had never worked out though. Neither one was willing to admit it.

It was inevitable that they had liked each other (and shit luck that it was never at the same time). Y/n was a Singer, Bobby's only child. She had grown up around Dean and Sam. The three were constantly around each other due to their father's jobs. Bobby refused to outright leave her, and he could only justify it if she was with Sam and Dean.

They aren't kids anymore. Dean's 25. Y/n's 24. Both of them are adults.

It was a solo hunt for Dean whenever he ran into her. Sam was at Stanford and John was working his own case. He ran into Macy as she was leaving the witnesses house. It had been years since he had seen her. She had stopped staying at her father's much. The two had no reason to try and see each other otherwise.

Dean's eyebrows raised in shock as they made eye contact. She was in her Feds threads. Her jaw practically dropped. She couldn't believe who she was seeing.

She tried to walk past him but Dean stopped her.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked, as if it wasn't obvious.

"Same thing as you," She replied, her eyes taking him in. "I'm working a case."

He tilted his head a bit as he looked down at her. They were both so different. Dean thought that she looked different, good different. His eyes lingered on the way her skirt hugged her waist. He cleared his throat, looking back up at her eyes as he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"Alone?" He questioned, wondering if Bobby, or maybe another hunter, was helping her. It was one of the more dangerous cases. It looked like a Vampire. Victims had their throats ripped out, bodies drained of blood.

"Yes, alone."

Y/n wondered why he seemed. . . Concerned, maybe? She could tell based on how his eyebrows knit together. She didn't see a problem with it. She had been trained her entire life practically. She didn't lack experience. She had been raised like Dean. Not much of a childhood, but damn good at hunting the things that go bump in the night.

That was practically the end of that conversation. They exchanged a few more words, just checking up on each other before departing.

It had been decided that they would work the case together. After a few nights of staying up all night together, she had to admit, a bit of a crush had formed. Not like it had ever left really. God, she had been head over heels for Dean as an older teen. He had been too blinded by his lust for practically every girl who walked by him to notice.

If only she knew that it wasn't always a one sided crush. Dean had wanted to ask her out several times in the past. He had always assumed she would say no and never gathered the courage. The one girl who made him a little bit nervous. He don't want to risk the friendship.

Y/n yawned as she glanced at the red letters glowing in the dark: 4:37. God, it was late. She looked down at the careless notes she had scribbled in her notebook. She wasn't much closer to figuring out a plan. She glanced over at Dean, admiring how he looked in the lamp light. Her little crush hadn't stopped growing.

It might only be one vampire, but it wasn't simple. This creature didn't stay in the same place every night. The pattern was practically unrecognizable. Dean had suggested lurking at bars, hoping to see something suspicious. Y/n didn't like the plan but soon realized it was the only option.

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The air reeked of stake cigarettes and cheap beer. The lights in the bar were low as her eyes scanned the people in it. They finally knew what the vamp looked like. They just needed to find him.

This case has been hell so far. Three more people had died since the duo had started investigating. It was all going to shit very fast. If they didn't catch the culprit soon, they would need to call in another hunter.

Y/n glanced across the bar at Dean. As she looked back to the- what the hell? She quickly noticed something. He was here, the vampire. She didn't have time to call Dean as she followed him out the door. She tried to be subtle but there weren't any other people on the street.

As the vampire walked down the alley, she double checked that the vial of dead man's blood was still hidden, tucked into her jeans. She really should have called Dean. She pulled out her phone to text him, only taking her eyes off the vamp for a second whenever she heard a hiss.

Her phone clattered to the ground as the vampire attempted to bite her. She mumbled a curse and dodged. She didn't have her machete with her. She had been planning to use the dead man's blood and then dash back to the car. All she had with her was the gun in the waistband of her jeans and the knife tucked in her boot.

She rushed at the vampire, landing a solid punch that sent his head snapping back. He was quick to retaliate, slamming her into the wall. He had his hand around her throat whenever she kneed him in the groin. She managed to get away, raising her fists again in the alley.

The vampire threw a punch her way, she blocked. God-damnit. She forgot how much these fights hurt. Both of her hands were busy deflecting the vampires hits. She needed an opportunity to grab the dead man's blood. Before she could, the vampire hit her square in the nose. She groaned, feeling blood trickle.

She landed a solid kick to the vampires back as she dodged another hit.

"You bitch!" The vampire hissed at her. "I should have killed you the second you walked into that bar. You think I wouldn't recognize a hunter?" The vampire sneered at her.

"At least I don't rip the throats of innocent people out," She snapped back.

As the vampire rushed at her, knocking her to the ground, she grabbed the vial of dead man's blood. She was seconds away from injecting it whenever the vampire knocked it away. A wave of fear ran down her spine. She was trapped.

"Not so tough now, are you?" The vampire sneered as he cut his wrist. He grabbed her jaw. She tried to fight against him. Before she could be turned, the vampires head fell on her body.

She looked up and saw Dean. He looked pissed.

"You ran after the vamp, on your own!" He exclaimed, helping her up. "Son of a bitch. And you didn't even bother to bring your machete."

She rolled her eyes as she stood, wiping the blood from her nose with her sleeve. "I had it handled!"

"No, you didn't," He snapped back, his voice low. "You should have taken me with you."

Y/n sighed as they walked back to Dean's '67 Chevy Impala. She didn't regret what she had done. It had gotten the case solved. It had saved lives. Sure, she had made a stupid risk. That didn't matter. It had all worked out.

"I did fine," She grumbled as she slid into the passenger seat.

"No, you fucking didn't!" Dean said as he started the Impala.

"Why do you care so much?" She snapped. She was a tad bit grumpy. She had been beaten up by a vampire. Every bit of her body seemed to hurt. She would surely have bruises in the morning.

"God, can't you see? I care about you!" He said as he drove out of the bars parking lot. His knuckles were white from how hard he was gripping the steering wheel.

She could have screamed. "Oh," Was all she said for a minute. The tension in the car could have been cut with a knife. She swallowed thickly. "You could have just asked me out." She said in a reading tone.

Dean let out a slightly tense laugh, "Would you have said yes?"

"Obviously!" She replied. She thought it was obvious that she liked him. Apparently not.

Dean cleared his throat. The rest of the drive to the motel was silent. She listened to the Metallica quietly playing in the background. The night sky was dark and gloomy as they drove. What would happen between them?

As the car was parked, she couldn't get out of the car far enough. Dean walked into her motel room with her. It was where they had both done most of the research. There were still various notebooks and newspaper clippings strewn about.

"So. . . Do you have any plans tomorrow?" Dean asked.

Y/n quickly turned around, "I don't."

Dean gave her a cocky smile, "Then it's a date."

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading! Don't forget to comment and reblog!