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plus-size-reader · 2 years
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Almost Too Late
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Jasper Jordan x Plus size!reader
Word Count: 2551 words
Warnings: just his injury from season 1
Summary: Taking care of Jasper after he gets speared
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You couldn’t believe it.
All they did was go out to explore, to check stuff out.
There was no reason anything should have gone wrong, though you couldn’t exactly be surprised that it had. After all, this was a completely different ballpark than the Ark was, and there was no telling what was out there.
Acres and acres of woods, and none of you knew anything about it.
No one knew anything about anything.
That had never been more obvious than it was today, because during that mundane exploration, Jasper had nearly been killed.
He was hardly breathing when they dragged him back to camp, bleeding from a wound in his chest and paler than you’d ever seen him.
You just couldn’t believe it.
Nothing this bad had ever happened before, not even when you found out he got locked up or when you got locked up shortly after.
It wasn’t supposed to happen.
Nothing was ever supposed to happen.
To any of you.
That was the whole reason you’d come down here in the first place, to get a second chance. To make something of your miserable life that the Ark had forced you to throw away.
You couldn’t lose him, not now.
The two of you had only just got here.
“How did this happen? What were you doing?” you asked, addressing your words to Clarke, because you knew there was no way Jasper could answer you with the way he looked.
He was nearly unconscious by this point, and covered in blood.
Even if you could get him to speak to you, you doubted the words would make any sense.
“We were ambushed” Bellamy spoke for her, Clarke’s priorities already stuck on getting Jasper out of what was left of his shirt to survey the damage.
To say it wasn’t pretty would be an understatement.
His skin was on fire, nearly forcing your hand away when you dared to rest it on his flesh, which couldn’t have been a good sign.
Not to mention the glaring issue of the festering wound in the center of his chest, swollen and weeping.
“Clarke, what do we do? What are we supposed to do? Is he dying?” came your words, in quick succession, one after the other, as the reality of the situation settled in.  
It was awful, of course, and everyone could feel for what you were going through, but still, no one moved to answer any of your questions.
They couldn’t.
No one had any answers, and the ones they did have weren’t nearly as reassuring as you would have wanted.
So, seeing no other path in sight, you accepted their silence as the only answer you would get and sat down.
Everything else could be taken care of later, but if Jasper flat-lined on that table, there would be no coming back from that.
All in all, it was quick.
Though, for you, it felt like you were sitting there for hours, mulling over what you would do if Clarke suddenly told you he was dead.
If he was gone this soon.
You couldn’t imagine how something like that would go, or how it would feel, but considering it wouldn’t make a difference.
Death didn't exactly ask for permission, after all.
Thankfully, when she did open her mouth, it wasn't to confirm that your worst fear had come true.
Quite the opposite, actually.
“He’s unconscious from the pain, but I’ve got it stitched up” Clarke explained, giving you as much of a smile as she could muster given the circumstances.
It wasn’t much but it was still good news.
Must better than the alternative.
“We'll leave you alone for a while” she decided finally, giving your hand a small squeeze, neither of you bothered by the blood, sticky on her skin.
You had so much more on your mind, you head clouded with Jasper and Clarke’s attention posed now on Bellamy as she urged him out of the room.
He wasn’t convinced at first, but one stern look from her was persuasive enough.
What more could happen here that hadn’t already happened to him? It wasn’t like you could actively do more harm.
There was silence in the room for a while, once they’d left.
You had no idea what to say.
There were words, of course, things you wanted to say but nothing felt right. Nothing felt like it would make enough of an impact.
Not that it really mattered.
No matter what you said, Jasper wouldn’t be able to hear you. Though somehow, that only made this time more precious.
Never had you been able to be so honest about how you felt, without repercussions.
“It wasn’t supposed to be like this” you sighed, your hands shaking slightly as you did everything you could to keep calm.
You were just reeling as you stared down at Jasper, his breathing steady but shallow.
It wasn’t lost on you that bad things could happen down here, but those things weren’t supposed to happen to him. They were never supposed to happen to him, because Jasper was good.
He was the best person you’d ever known and still, he was laying here, hardly breathing on a table.
It was too much.
“This was supposed to be our chance. You can’t die on me now,” you paused, if only for a second as another, hotter wave of emotion crashed over you, the words you were searching for getting caught in your throat once again.
Even considering them made your heart skip, and your skin instantly felt as if it was two sizes too small, but after checking Jasper’s face again to see that he was still out, you knew the truth.
If you were ever going to get a chance to say those words, you had to do it now.
“I love you”
The second you let those walls down, the second you even glanced in the direction of those feelings you kept hidden away, the dam broke. All you could do was sit, grappling with the gravity of it, a single hot tear raced down your face so quickly, you couldn’t have stopped it if you tried.
You loved him.
Maybe you always had.
The reality was that it didn’t matter, because it took him dying to figure it out and that was almost harder to accept than the love itself.
You had been so blind, so oblivious to your own mind that you didn’t even know what you were feeling before it was too late.
Or, almost too late anyway.
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Jasper had been down for days before he started showing any signs of improvement.
The entire time, Clarke assured you that he would be okay, that he just needed to let his body heal but you weren’t so sure.
Not that you were sure about anything anymore.
Ever since his accident, you found yourself questioning almost everything in your life, and no matter what you did, it just felt like everything had been knocked off kilter. Like it was wrong, and it wouldn’t get better.
At least, not until Jasper was back to normal.
Maybe then, you could consider putting this whole thing behind you and moving on to something else, anything else, that would let you slip back into comfortable indifference.
Maybe.
In the meantime though, the only thing you could be absolutely positive of was that you weren’t leaving his side, not for anything. The one thing worse than having him here, like this, would be if something happened to him when you weren’t there.
You had left his side once before, and the outcome of that certainly didn’t inspire confidence.
“You’re still here?”
The groan of Jasper’s hoarse voice didn’t startle you, not like the first time he’d come to. He’d been in and out every couple hours, always asking you the same thing.
Evidently, he didn’t seem to think you would be there every time he woke up, no matter how many times you proved him wrong.
He always seemed surprised that you hadn’t left yet.
That you didn’t have something ‘better’ to do.
“Where else would I be?” you asked, setting down the stitching you’d been busying yourself with, and immediately rushing to his side.
You had this down to a science now.
When Clarke had first patched him up, removing his bloodstained shirt to reveal a ghastly wound, you’d nearly passed out but she had walked you through everything by this point, and it was easy.
You knew what you were doing, and you knew that, for the most part, he was out of the woods.
All you had to do was keep the wound clean as it healed and make sure he didn’t get any kind of infection. Clarke had also offered to do that, but it was easy enough for you to take over watching over him.
Of course, you did so under the guise that too many others of the hundred needed her attention, but by this point, anyone could see the real reason you were so devoted to this.
They could see what he meant to you, and they also knew better than to actually say anything about it to you.
In fact, outside of the knowing glances sometimes shared between Clarke and Bellamy, you would have thought you were getting away with it.
Almost. “I don’t know. Somewhere else?” Jasper shrugged, a small groan leaving his lips at the action. He was healing up nicely but you didn’t want him to push his luck so that was immediately met with a tut from you.
It was too much.
His body was putting everything it had into patching up that hole in his chest, and as antsy as he was known to be, he’d have to hold off for the time being.
“Sit still. You’ll tear your stitches” you ordered, though you couldn’t bring yourself to put any kind of force behind the words.
If you had been in his place, you would have been just as anxious to move around.
In a world like this one, if you didn’t stay on your feet, you would die and that was a hard habit to break, even when you knew you were safe as a kitten.
“Sorry”
It wasn’t much, but given the grin on Jasper’s face, you decided to accept it before pressing the back of your hand to his forehead.
“Your fever’s gone down. Before too long, you’ll be back to normal” you decided, a warm feeling flooding your chest as you considered the possibility. All this time, you had been so worried about tragedy, you hadn’t even considered the good.
You hadn’t had a chance.
After so many rocky days and so many nights spent worrying about whether or not he would be breathing when the sun came up, it was a relief.
More of a relief than you’d ever expected to feel in your life.
“Then you can get up and stretch your legs,” you added, a grin blossoming on your face as you met his eyes, only briefly, before focusing more on what you still had left to do.
You may have been doing Clarke a favor taking over watching him, but that didn’t mean you wanted to add more to her plate than she already had to deal with.
A mess was the last thing she needed, given the past few days.
The feeling of Jasper's eyes following you as you moved briefly registered in the back of your mind but you knew better than to meet his gaze.
No matter what was waiting for you when you did, you wouldn’t know what to do with it.
So, it was just easier to ignore the knots your stomach was turning into and try, desperately, to wring out the clothes in your hands and keep everything as sanitary as you could manage.
No amount of healing would matter if he got an infection after the fact.
“That sounds good” Jasper eventually allowed, focusing far more on the way your face scrunched up as you focused than anything else.
Of course it was you.
When he first opened his eyes, Jasper wasn’t surprised to see Clarke standing over him, but the same couldn’t be said for you.
Almost immediately, he took note of the way you gasped, giving his hand, the hand you’d been holding for who knows how long, a squeeze. In that moment, you looked at him like he’d never seen before.
Like you’d never been happier to see someone so much.
From that moment to this one, Jasper found himself paying special attention to everything you did, from the way you bit into the side of your mouth as you concentrated to the way your nose crinkled when you laughed.
You really were beautiful.
“Alright, well, I’m gonna go get dinner then. I’ll be right back” you decided, giving everything else a final once over before heading for the mouth of the dropship.
Usually, you would wait to wake him up to eat until the last minute, wanting him to get the most rest he could, but seeing as Jasper was already awake, it couldn’t hurt to do it now instead.
The male hummed in appreciation as you moved, mentally cursing himself for not being better with words.
Jasper knew that if ever there was a time to tell you what was swirling around in his head, it was now. The problem was that, for the life of him, he couldn’t figure out what it was, even given all the time he’d had to think about it.
Surely, there was something to say.
Something that would show you just how glad he was to have you in his company and how thankful he was that you were the one who’d ended up taking care of him, in such unique circumstances.
…but ‘thank you’ just didn’t seem like it was going to cut it.
What Jasper was feeling stretched far beyond gratitude, so far that there was really only one thing left that it could be.
One thing that felt like, maybe, it would come closest to what he wanted to tell you.
“Hey Y/N?”
Jasper’s voice once ringing out in the room stopped your stride as you turned back toward where he was laying, worried that you may have forgotten something in your haste.
This certainly wouldn’t have been the first time.
The sound of his voice seemed to almost alarm Jasper as well, for only a moment as he considered the potential consequences of what he was going to do, before ultimately deciding it didn’t matter.
He just had to do what felt right.
“I love you too, just so you know” he grinned, not even waiting for you to ask what he needed before dropping that bomb on you.
You had no idea how he knew about that, or that he was even partially conscious when that very one-sided conversation had taken place, but once again, you couldn’t bring yourself to care.
Jasper was alive, he was alive and he loved you back.
For the first time in a hundred years, your people had made it to the ground and survived. You had made it, and now that he was going to recover, what more could you hope for?
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adiraargent · 4 months
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In a world full of boys, he's a gentleman <3
Synopsis: the Slytherin boys and the 'gentleman' things they do Warnings: None :) Characters: Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Tom Riddle, Blaise Zabini, Jasper Rowle
This is Part 1 :)
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Mattheo Riddle: opening doors for you
"Hey there, my love," Mattheo greeted, flashing a grin as he held the door open for you. You rolled your eyes playfully at the endearment, a fond smile tugging at your lips as you looked up at your boyfriend.
"Always the gentleman, huh?" you teased, stepping through the door of the Slytherin common room as he held open with a light chuckle.
"Hey, gotta treat my girl right," he replied, trailing behind and falling into step beside you. He nudged you gently with his elbow, his laid-back demeanor effortlessly charming.
He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head. His lips lingered for a moment, and you couldn't help but blush at the tenderness of the gesture. "You're my everything," he whispered, his voice filled with genuine adoration.
Whether they were heading to class, grabbing a bite to eat, or just strolling through the castle halls, Mattheo made it a point to hold doors open for you. It wasn't a grand gesture, just a simple act of courtesy, but it spoke volumes about his thoughtfulness.
"You spoil me too much, you know that?" you remarked with a grin, as Mattheo held the door of his dorm for you.
He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with affection. "Can't help it. You deserve the world," he shrugged, following you inside. He wrapped his arms around your waist, playfully throwing you on the bed before snuggling up next to you, holding you tightly against his chest.
Their laughter filled the air as they chatted about anything and everything, discussing everything from stupid things their friends had done recently to their favourite movies. Mattheo listened intently, his eyes lighting up as they shared their stories.
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Theodore Nott: Holds your face with both hands when kissing you
"Hey," Theodore greeted softly, his fingers trailing gently along your jawline before cupping your face tenderly, drawing you into a sweet kiss. His touch was always gentle, his palms cradling your cheeks as if you were the most precious thing in his world.
"Hi," you whispered against his lips, smiling as he leaned in to press another soft kiss, his touch grounding and comforting.
"Did you have a good day?" Theodore asked, his thumb brushing lightly over your cheek as he held your face in his hands.
"Mmm, it was alright. Nothing compared to this though," you replied, your voice softening as he leaned in for another kiss, his touch sending a shiver down your spine.
He pulled back slightly, his hands still cupping your face, his eyes filled with warmth as he gazed at you. "You always make everything better."
"You too," you said, feeling a surge of affection as his touch lingered, his fingers tracing delicate patterns along your skin.
"Can I just kiss you forever?" he murmured, his forehead resting against yours, his touch never leaving your face.
"That sounds like a plan," you chuckled, enjoying the feeling of his hands on your cheeks, grounding you in the moment.
As he leaned in for another kiss, his hands framed your face once more, holding you gently but firmly, his touch sending a rush of warmth through you. Each kiss felt like a silent declaration of his love and care, his hands a constant reassurance that you were cherished.
"Promise me something," he said softly, his gaze intense as he held your face in his hands, his touch so tender it made your heart flutter.
"Anything," you replied, feeling a rush of emotion at the sincerity in his eyes.
"Promise you'll never forget how much you mean to me," he whispered, his hands trembling ever so slightly against your skin.
"I promise," you said, your voice barely above a whisper, overwhelmed by the depth of his feelings.
Theodore smiled, his touch becoming even more gentle, as if he was memorizing every contour of your face. "I love you," he murmured, his lips brushing against yours in a feather-light kiss.
"I love you too," you replied, feeling a surge of emotion as his hands cradled your face.
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Tom Riddle: Subtle things to make sure you don't get hurt
In the midst of a quiet classroom, Tom and you sat side by side, the ambiance filled with the hushed tones of a lecture. You were unconsciously fiddling with your quill as your tired eyes lingered on the teacher, doing your best to listen to whatever he was saying.
A small sigh slipt from your lips as your dropped your quill, the small object rolling under your desk. As you leaned down to retrieve your quill, Tom subtly shifted, his hand discreetly finding its place at the edge of the desk, ensuring you wouldn't hit your head upon rising.
"Thanks love," you whispered, meeting his eyes for a fleeting moment, noticing the faint blush that graced his cheeks as he quickly looked away.
"Wouldn't want you getting hurt," he murmured, his voice barely audible, trying to cloak his concern with an air of indifference as his eyes went back to the teacher.
"I appreciate it," you replied softly, a small smile playing on your lips, acknowledging his unspoken worry.
Throughout the class, the subtle ways Tom looked out for you were apparent. Whether adjusting his posture to prevent you from bumping elbows or discreetly sliding a book closer to your reach, his actions spoke louder than his reserved words.
As the lesson progressed, you dropped a parchment, and before you could react, Tom swiftly picked it up without a word, his gaze briefly meeting yours with a hint of concern before retreating into his usual stoic demeanor.
"Thanks," you said, your voice warm with gratitude, feeling the corners of his lips twitch into the faintest hint of a smile before he composed himself.
"Merlin you're an idiot," he mumbled under his breath, a small smile twitching on the corner of his lips. He loved you, and he did his best to show it. To some, these may just seem like small gestures, but to you, these acts meant everything.
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Blaise Zabini: Looking after you while you are sick
"Blaise, I think I'm dying," you groaned, your voice muffled by the mountain of blankets you'd buried yourself under. The room echoed with your misery, and you could practically feel Blaise's amused gaze on you.
"Quite the melodrama you've got going on there," he chuckled, entering the room with a tray in hand.
You peeked out from under the blankets, giving him a weak glare. "This is not melodrama. I'm genuinely dying. I might need to write my will."
He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Last I checked, you're broke. And if you're going to die, at least wait until you've cleaned up the mess in the bathroom."
You shot him a scowl before returning to your cocoon of misery. "I'll have you know that this is a serious illness. I even got Pansy to get me a book from the library so I can read about my symptoms."
He set the tray on the bedside table, glancing at you with a mix of amusement and skepticism. "And let me guess, according to Dr. know it all, you have a rare tropical disease only found in the depths of the Amazon rainforest?"
"No, it says I have a severe case of man flu," you deadpanned, voice muffled by the blankets.
Blaise burst into laughter. "Man flu? Really?"
You shot him a glare from under the covers.
He shook his head, still chuckling. "Ok, ok. I come bearing gifts to nurse you back to health."
He lifted the tray to reveal a steaming bowl of soup and a cup of hot tea. Your eyes lit up, and you managed to sit up, sniffling pathetically.
"Ah, the healing powers of chicken soup," he declared dramatically, handing you the bowl.
You took it gratefully, inhaling the comforting aroma. "You're the best, you know that?"
"I try," he said with a wink, settling onto the bed beside you. "Now, eat up. We can't have you wasting away on my watch."
As you sipped the soup, Blaise watched you with a soft smile. "Feeling a bit better already?"
You nodded, the warmth of the soup soothing both your throat and your mood. "Maybe I won't die today after all."
He chuckled, running a hand through your hair. "Good to know. I was planning on having a quiet night in, not attending a funeral."
You swatted him playfully, earning a smirk from Blaise. "You're lucky I'm too weak to defend myself properly."
"Consider it a mercy on my part," he teased, taking a sip of his own tea.
As the night wore on, Blaise stayed by your side, occasionally offering more soup, fetching tissues, and regaling you with stories to keep your mind off your misery.
"You're surprisingly good at this whole nurse thing," you admitted, snuggling into the blankets.
He grinned, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. "Well, when the patient is you, it's almost enjoyable."
You rolled your eyes, but a small smile played on your lips. "I must be really sick for you to admit that."
He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you. "Maybe you're just bringing out my softer side."
You sighed dramatically. "I never signed up for a softer Blaise Zabini."
"Too late now," he replied with a smirk, holding you a little tighter. "You're stuck with me, even if I have to nurse you back to health every now and then."
You leaned into his embrace, feeling grateful for the care and comfort he provided. "I suppose I can live with that."
And as you drifted off to sleep, wrapped in blankets and the warmth of Blaise's presence, you couldn't help but feel that maybe being sick wasn't so bad after all, especially when you had someone like him to take care of you.
(This is my favourite for sure)
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Jasper Rowle: Doing your shoelaces
The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a soft golden glow into the room as you and Jasper sat comfortably on a bench in Hogsmede just of to the side of Zonko's, enjoying a leisurely stroll that had turned into a serene moment of shared silence.
"Oops," you pouted, looking down at your untied shoelaces, a small sigh falling from your lips as you went to go and tie your laces.
"I've got it darlin'," Jasper said with a gentle smile, bending down on one knee before her.
"Jasper, you really don't have to," you protested, a faint blush gracing your cheeks at the unexpected gesture.
He shook his head with a grin, his fingers deftly working on your shoelaces. "I've got it, can't have my girl tripping on her own shoelaces, can I?"
You chuckled softly, unable to hide your affectionate smile as you watched him tie the laces with care. "You're too good to me, you know that?"
He glanced up at her with a warm smile. "'Just don't want you getting hurt."
As he finished, he ran his thumb over your knee softly a few times before standing up and placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head, causing your heart to flutter. The simple act filled you with warmth and adoration.
"Thank you," you murmured, touched by his gesture.
"Anytime, my love."
Their fingers intertwined as they resumed their stroll through Hogsmede, the cool breeze carrying the faint scent of baked goods, more than likely from a stall near by. The world seemed to slow down around them as they walked hand in hand, enjoying each other's company.
Hi all! This is my first post, hope you enjoyed it :) I take requests for many different fandoms and characters <3
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sivyera · 7 months
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TWILIGHT characters as love tropes
ft. carlise, esme, emmet, rosalie, edward, jasper, alice, jacob, seth, leah, paul, charlie, bella
a/n: with songs to each character
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⤷ Carlisle Cullen - rich love
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Carlisle is a very rich man which means he will spoil you a lot. Not only with expensive gifts but also with a lot of attention and affection.
Every time when he gets home from work, he welcomes you with a kiss and warm hug.
When he has a day off, he will cook with you (even tho he cannot eat it, it's just about the time he can spend with you) or you will lay on his lap with his hand stroking your hair and book in his other hand, reading to you.
Every Friday he will take you to a fancy restaurant and than for a slow walk around the nearest park.
On your birthday or on International Women's Day (or any other 'special' day) he will spoil you even more than on normal days. Expensive jewelry, perfumes, clothes, shoes,...
He will bring you flowers at least once every two weeks. And every July he will take you on vacation and you can choose where.
Lolita - Lana Del Rey
⤷ Esme Cullen - falling in love fast
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Esme is such a kind soul so it's no surprise that you two fell in love with each other fast.
She will take you on a date every Saturday. Mostly coffee dates are her favourite. The two of you can talk for hours while drinking delicious coffee.
She will also enjoy baking with you (even tho she cannot eat/taste them)
She has many polaroids with you on them or with the both of you on them and has them hang in her closet or the small table beside her bed.
She loves when you paint her nails and massage her legs and she will always return the favor.
She loves sunny days but because she's a vampire and her skin sparkle on the sun, she cannot go out where people can see her, BUT she can go somewhere private like meadow or forest where you two can be alone and on the sun!
Sofia - Clairo
⤷ Emmett Cullen - he fell first and harder
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Emmett was absolutely over the moon when you two started dating, because he knew from the start that you two are just meant to be.
He loves, loves, LOVES when you sit on his lap. He doesn't care if you are stroking his hair or doing make-up on him, he just want you in his lap, so he can embrace you with his big arms and muscular body.
He'll dance goofily around the bedroom with you to some catchy hip-hop songs he has found.
He loves cuddling with you especially when he can be the big spoon, because he likes how tiny you're compared to him.
Matching pyjamas and make polaroids in those pyjamas, which happens to be one of his favourite memory and polaroids.
He doesn't really like reading books but he always wants you to read to him, because he loves your voice.
She's Kinda Hot - 5 Seconds of Summer
⤷ Rosalie Cullen/Hale - you fell first but she fell harder
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Rosalie has trust issues and trauma because of her past so she wouldn't fall in love easily nor fast, but trust me when she does fall in love; she loves hard.
She loves having spa day with you which includes face masks, painting nails, shared warm bath and much more.
She will take you to the mail shopping almost every day and will buy you everything you look at.
She doesn't like much PDA but she will hold your hand in public but if she gets jealous, she will show the person she's jealous off who you belong to.
She doesn't show it to others just you, but she loves cuddles. She loves when you lay next to her, face to face so she can see your beautiful face.
She's also very protective over you, so if any guy or a girl makes you feel uncomfortable (or unsafe), tell her and she will make sure they won't approach you ever again.
Prey - The Neighbourhood
⤷ Edward Cullen - first and only love
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Edward waited so many years for you, but it was worth it because he finally got you.
He loves when you kiss his forehead even tho he has to lean down because of your height difference, it makes him feel safe. Still his favourite place to kiss you is on your lips.
Edward will write poets for you and about you on small piece of paper and then put them somewhere in your room where you will notice them like your closet or on your book, laptop, notebook, pillow,...and he will bring you your favorite flowers right after the previous ones he gave you have withered.
He will also write songs about you (or for you) and then play them to you on the piano. Which he absolutely loves because you sit right next to him and look at him with those beautiful eyes of yours full of love. Edward cannot read your mind but he can sure read your eyes, the small spark and the love in them when you look at him, he just loves it!
Loves cuddling with you, his favourite position is when you lay on his chest or when he's the big spoon, face to face or hugging you from behind.
He loves having deep talks with you and he'll tell you about his childhood or about the time he was born in.
Follow You - Imagine Dragons
⤷ Jasper Cullen/Hale - unconditional love
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Jasper can be sometimes insecure just as much as Edward, they even have similar reasons... Jasper is afraid of him hurting you, he's afraid that he won't be able to control himself around you, but your words of affirmation and gently touch will calm him down.
Jasper doesn't talk much, he rather listens and he loves listens to you. It doesn't matter what you are talking about, he just loves your voice.
He will take you for a horse ride because he loved it back when he was a human and because he was a cowboy, but you two will have to share the horse because he wants your arms around him.
At first he was a bit scared of cuddling with you (again because of his control) but soon as your hand went to his hair, he melted. Both of you realized how touch starved he's so now cuddling is an everyday thing.
Jasper is a gentleman like Edward or Carlisle so he will also bring you flowers every even week.
He'll read to you to make you fall asleep, because his smooth voice is like a lullaby to you. But if Jasper feels that you are anxious, he will calm you down with his gift and than talk to you what made you anxious, eventually he will cuddle you.
R U Mine? - Artic Monkeys
⤷ Alice Cullen - any universe
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Alice (because of her gift) always knew you were the one, her one and only true love. So when she first saw you, she couldn't help but babbling to her adoptive siblings all day how amazing you are and how she's already in love with you.
She'll go to the mail with you and make small fashion show with you in the cabins with all the cute outfits she found for you and you for her.
She's mostly the small spoon (sometimes she is the big spoon but depends on the situation) while cuddling because she loves when you hold her in your arms and stroke her back.
Outside, in front of other people, she will always hold your whole arm, not just palm.
If you have trouble falling asleep, she will gladly sing to you while stroking your hair.
She'll buy matching clothes, jewerly or nail polish, because she loves when you two match your outfits or other accesories.
i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red
⤷ Jacob Black - whatever it takes
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Jacob is willing to do anything and everything for you, his imprint. He will kill for you, he will die for you, he will do just everything.
Jacob can be sometimes insecure because he isn't that rich like the Cullens and he thinks you deserve someone who will treat you like a queen, so once again he's willing to prove you that he's worthy of your love.
He'll make you a small wolf and your favourite flower out of wood and attached it into a bracelet, which he will eventually give you to your birthday.
He's also a big cuddle bug, because he's so warm will make you comfortable enough to fall asleep. He's most of the time the big spoon because he feels like he's protecting you but he doesn't mind to be the little spoon. Cuddling also leaves his scent on you so every vampire or shape-shifter (wolf) can smell who you belong to.
He'll take you on motorcycle rides. Also he will drop you at your school on his motorcycle and then he will pick you up. Also he'll let you ride on his back while he's in his wolf form.
Jacob doesn't like fancy restaurants, he prefers his or your bed with some snacks and movies, cuddling of course!
Galway Girl - Ed Sheeran
⤷  Seth Clearwater - love at first sight
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Seth hoped that he will met his imprint someday and he heard from the others how amazing the feeling is to imprint on someone, but no one really prepared him to him because when he first saw you, your beauty hit him like a brick. And he finally understood the feeling because all he could see was you...
Seth will make sure you are always in a good mood with him, either he could tell you some stupid joke or cheesy pick-up line.
He maybe look like a cute baby but don't let his cute face fool you because he won't hesitate to kill for you, so it makes him really protective over you.
In his wolf form he's like a big puppy but only to you and he loves giving you piggy back rides in his wolf form.
Cuddling really depends on his mood; if he's in good mood he will be the little spoon with his head placed on your lap; if he's in a bad mood (mostly when he's jealous) he'll be the big spoon to show others that he can protect you.
He loves baking with you but he's clueless so he will just stand there and watch you or mix some ingredients, often sneaks up a kiss on the cheek while baking.
Dandelions - Ruth B.
⤷  Leah Clearwater - enemies to lovers
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At first Leah hated the fact that she actually had a imprint, so she would try to stay away from you as much as possible and when she couldn't; she would have some nasty comments towards you, but it hurt her as hell when she saw how sad she made you or worst insecure.
She tried hard to stay away from you but she failed, miserably. She needed you, she needed to be with you, so she will explain everything to you same as she would apologize for her acting.
Very protective of you, anyone could just try and test her patience.
At first she wouldn't want you to be near her while she was in her wolf form because she was much bigger and stronger so she was afraid that she could hurt you, but she became a sucker for scratches behind her ear.
Seth will often tease his big sister because she's really soft when it comes to you, which makes Leah give Seth few playful slaps.
When it comes to cuddling, Leah is the big spoon because she has the urge to protect you and being the big spoon makes her feel like she's protecting you in you sleep.
Running With The Wolves - AURORA
⤷  Paul Lahote - rough love
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With the term 'rough love' i mean that Paul is passionate lover and is willing to do anything for his imprint, you.
Paul isn't very patient when it comes to people but you are an exception. Still he's aggressive when someone push his buttons but you are always here to drag him away and calm him down.
Just a single touch and Paul's full attention is on you. Which brings me to the fact that he turns into a puppy when you touch him, your touch is just to comforting.
He's the big spoon because he feels like he protects you and it makes his scent stay on you.
He can get jealous very easily, he trusts you but he doesn't trusts the others and he doesn't want any boys or girls too close to his imprint.
Loves everything you cook or bake and will always eat everything.
Overprotective, if any vampire even dare to touch you, he'll kill him.
Little Freak - Harry Styles
⤷ Charlie Swan - old love
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Charlie is old school but still a huge gentleman.
He will bring you flowers every time you had a bad day and some chocolates when you had a good day to make it even better.
He loves watching old movies or crime/detective movies with you, with his arm around your shoulder.
When he has day off, you two will go on a picnic date which always ends up with you laying on his chest while he's telling you some stories from work.
Every time you bring him a lunch into his police office, he will welcome you with a warm, thankful smile and thank you with a kiss on your cheek.
He will protect you even more than before, when he finds out that there are vampires and werewolfs (shape-shifters).
Burning Love - Elvis Presley
⤷  Bella Swan - teenage love
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Bella will be awkward and nervous when she first spoke to you, because you were just too beautiful to be real. But to her surprise she made you fall in love with her which made her so, so happy.
First attempts of trying to cuddle with her or just show her simple romantic affection were awkward because she was just to nervous, eventually she will warm up and feel more comfortable.
She find our that you touch calms her anxiety and nervousness so whenever she's nervous or anxious she will just hold your hand and squeeze it gently.
Charlie was very happy that his daughter found someone like you, which made Bella even more happy when she saw how you, the love of her life and her father get along.
Often having sleepovers at her house when Charlie has night shifts, which always leads to matching face masks and cuddles.
Kisses on the cheek are her favourite, because she can easily turn and give you small peck on your cheek and visa versa.
Electric Love - BØRNS 
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heartfullofleeches · 16 days
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Bunnyboy Streamer Darling and Creep Snake Hybrid/Naga Yan who makes twenty new alternative accounts everytime they're banned for spamming chat with how desperate they are to fill their precious bunny rabbit with their eggs
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[Bunnyboy Darling opens their fridge to grab an egg from the wall of egg cartons in the door]
Chat: Heheh.... Looks like some rabbit really loves their eggs...
Bunnyboy Reader: Who doesn't?! Well, everyone is entitled to their own preferences, but for me personally eggs are a must have. I wouldn't be able to bake half the desserts I've made for you all without them, plus nothing beats a nice omelette for breakfast, haha!
Chat: Such an honest bunny. You truly were made for me. If you were my good little rabbit, I'd have you stuffed by the end of our first hour together. You'd look so cute full of my eggs. You want that too, don't you, bunny? The thought alone has me drooling~
Bunnyboy Reader: You're talking about chicken eggs..... aren't you?"
Chat: You really should check your private messages before asking silly questions, bunny~ ♡
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Jasper Hale being your boyfriend
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Boy let me tell you... This dude is a SIMP. He always wait for you after class and he always carry your things. He's basically your personal bodyguard and boyfriend.
He's not a fan of PDA that much but when you're both alone he will straight up hug you, but not too tight... He's afraid that he will hurt you.
He rarely gets jealous because he knows that your his soulmate but sometimes when boys gets touchy with you he will go to you and straight up say: "Darling, are they bothering you?" While glaring at them.
He knows that he will need to turn you into a vampire soon but he can't help but feel sad because he likes your eyes. But he doesn't have a choice so he's just enjoying the memories with you as a human.
Sometimes he sneaks in your room just because he misses you or when he's bored. He enjoys seeing your surprised face.
He decided that it's time for you to meet his family but he's kinda nervous lmao but in the end it worked out.
Esme LOVES you even when she just met you. She loves seeing your smile so she always finds a way to see you smile.
Carlisle just smiles at you and welcomes you in the family cuz he knows you're gonna get turned soon and He's glad that jasper finally have someone to love.
Alice, being the sweet girl she is hugs you and say "it's nice to finally meet you" and she keeps talking about fashions and how she loves your outfits.
Rosalie hated you at first but then warmed up to you and always hangs out with you. She always makes you sit in their table when it's lunch time. You're her favorite human and soon to be vampire.
Emmett was super excited to meet you, he wants to create chaos with you lmaooo. He always gives you stupid ideas to do with him, which leads to jasper saying: "No, not happening on my watch."
Edward and bella.. ehh their nice and welcomes you but their always lovely dovely with each other so you rarely interact with them, but you think their nice and they think you're nice too.
You always go to their house to hang out with them cuz who wouldn't want to be with them? Playing chess with edward, creating chaos with emmett, having fashion show with alice, cooking with esme, learning history with carlisle, having girl talks with rosalie, and cuddling with jasper.
You know who and what they are and you know you're gonna get turned into a vampire soon so you cherish all of your last moments with your human life.
And as soon as you turned into a vampire, jasper won't stay away from your side. He always admire you, staring at you like you're the only woman in his eyes.
When you're awake he calls Carlisle to help you control your thirst, and their actually shocked that you learned how to control it in a short time, but their proud of you especially emmett cuz.. chaos yk.
And having you as a vampire means he doesn't need to hold back. Kind of. But he can finally do things with you without holding himself back.
He always hunts with you to see how strong and fast you are. And he's not surprised you're stronger and faster now, it only made him fall inlove with you more.
Even if you're a vampire now, he still protects you and stay by your side. And again, he still carries your bag. But you won't complain, princess treatment is the best.
Edward is kind of annoyed cuz his mind is filled with you. Like literally every minute he thinks about you.
And when you both finally graduate, he plans on marrying you in like 3-4 months because yes he's been wanting to marry you.
And when you're both finally getting married he have the biggest smile on his handsome face. Makes you fall inlove with him more.
He literally can't wait so he straight up kissed you when it's just announcing lmaoooo.
But he's glad to finally have you in his life. He will protect you always and he will forever love you. Well, let's just say this is a "he fell first but she fell harder but he fell hardest." If hardest is even a word- but then again, it's cute.
movie masterlist. - navigation.
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thegettingbyp2 · 9 months
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Can you do one where jasper hale and the reader are doing the deed and Carlisle and Esme walk in on the thing happening. Thank you ❤️
Also fem reader plz
DRINK WATER thanks love ya
Caught
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You whined softly as Jasper’s hips pushed gently into yours again, one of his hands firmly planted on the bed next to your head in order to keep his weight off of your body as his other hand trailed softly along your body. Jasper was getting better with understanding that you weren’t going to snap if he held onto you a bit tighter, but when it came down to sex, he was still terrified of hurting you. Your whine caused Jasper to stop suddenly as he looked down at you, bringing his hand up to your cheek.
‘Did I hurt you?’ he asked, worry filling his eyes.
‘No,’ you replied, running your hands up his chest, gripping onto his shoulders as you pulled yourself up, pressing your chest against his. Jasper brought his arm around your waist to keep you against him as he buried his head into your shoulder, kissing your skin gently. ‘Jasper you’d never hurt me. If you wanted, you could go faster, you know, harder?’ you continued, your cheeks heating up, suddenly glad that he wasn’t able to see your face.
‘(Y/N), I don’t think I’d be able to control myself, I barely have it together at the moment,’ he said, chuckling into your shoulder, his chuckle turning into a groan when he felt you clench around him.
‘I trust you,’ you said, pulling his head up until he was looking at you. ‘You won’t hurt me, please Jasper, it feels so good.’
Jasper looked at you for a few seconds before pressing his forehead to yours. ‘You tell me if I’m hurting you, okay?’
‘I promise,’ you said quickly, nodding your head as he lowered you back down against the bed. You shivered when you felt his grip tighten on you ever so slightly as he thrust into you again, a cry being torn from your lips at the force. Jasper continued to pick up the speed of his thrusts until he had a gasp falling from your lips every time his hips met yours. Dipping his head back down to the column of your throat, your breath stuck as you felt him graze his teeth along your skin, silently wondering what if would feel like if he sunk his teeth into you.
He was so lost in you that he didn’t hear the sounds of Carlisle and Esme coming back home from a hunt. Carlisle and Esme heard the sounds of your cries and instantly ran up the stairs, following the sound to Jasper’s room, afraid that their newest son had lost control while they had been away. When the door opened, Jasper’s gaze shot over to the movement and, upon seeing who it was, pulled out of you and wrapped your naked body in a blanket before you could blink.
‘You’d gone out,’ Jasper said, panting slightly, his body hovering protectively over you.
‘We had, but then we came home,’ Carlisle said, a small smile appearing on his lips.
‘We heard (Y/N) and thought,’ Esme trailed off when he saw the look of sadness and guilt that passed across Jasper’s face.
‘You thought that I’d lost control and hurt her,’ Jasper finished for her. ‘I’m getting better and - ’
The combination of your hand coming to rest gently on Jasper’s cheek and Carlisle’s words cut him off before he could start to get worked up. ‘We know, son. But with a human in a house full of vampires, that’s the first thing that comes to mind when,’ Carlisle gestured in front of him, his shoulders shaking with supressed laughter. ‘But we can go back out, let the two of you, you know,’ he said, smirking slightly as he wrapped his arm around Esme’s shoulders and led her back downstairs, closing the door behind them.
‘You know, for someone with amazing hearing, you probably should have heard them come in,’ you teased, trying to cheer Jasper up. It worked as a small smile replaced that sad frown that had taken over his features and he turned his attention back towards you.
‘Well sorry ma’am if I was a bit distracted,’ he replied, leaning down to kiss the top of your head. ‘I am getting better though right, being around you?’
‘Baby,’ you cooed, tugging him down until he was lying next to you and you curled your body into his chest, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw. ‘You’re amazing, you didn’t need to get better at anything, you just had to get used to being around me. And based on what was interrupted, you’re definitely used to me being around,’ you said, unable to hide the smirk on your lips.
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qdbs-writes · 8 months
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How do you think the Cullens would act around a disinterested crush? Maybe they're fated but reader isn't having it lol
(I love your twilight writing btw thank God someone is still doing it 🤤🤤)
ah it has been many moons since I've gotten a twilight request yay!
Cullen Clan Reacting To Their Crush Being Disinterested In Them
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Carlisle Cullen
Being alive for just over 400 years tends to give one a good perspective on life and the bigger picture, and Carlisle sure has a pretty good idea of how all things pan out. So you're not interested in him? That's fine, Carlisle can wait for as long as you need to change your mind.
In the meantime, Carlisle will continue to maintain your friendship and continue to show just how hard he's worked to become the kind caring father figure he is. He knows you'll fall for him, eventually.
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Esme Cullen
Obviously, she's not going to stop caring about you just because you don't return her feelings. But she might switch up how she shows her affection.
Rather than flirty winks and suspiciously candle-lit wine tastings, she'll back up to more traditionally motherly affections. Making sure you're eating right, baking cookies, etc. And of course, giving you homemade soup when you're sick is still one of her favourite things to do, no need to stop now.
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Edward Cullen
Of course, you're not interested, how could anyone love a monster like him? Who did he think he was, thinking he was worthy of your love? Or so his inner monologue goes.
But it's really not that dramatic, it almost never is, Edward just sprung his crush on you suddenly and it caught you off guard. It was largely the excessively long preamble about how he was an irredeemable murderer that put you off first, but of course, he won't realise that until considerably later.
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Rosalie Hale
She's a little relieved actually. All her mortal and immortal life, Rosalie has been aggressively pursued by people she wasn't particularly interested in, so the fact that she can crush on someone who isn't really that interested is a wonderful change of pace.
For the first time ever, Rosalie has butterflies in her stomach, she fumbles with her words when she speaks to you, and she feels like a silly, mortal teenage girl again, begging her mother to let her go to the dance just so she can sneak away to catch a glimpse of someone just like you.
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Emmett Cullen
You and Emmett had been good friends for a while so when he casually drops a blissful "We should get married" into the conversation, you initially choke on your drink in laughter.
Emmett's a little heartbroken that you'd laugh at something like that, considering that he was being 100% serious. But since you've known him, the both of you have been constantly cracking up jokes, trying to get on each other's nerves, so no wonder you thought this was another one of his pranks. He decides to take this reaction as a blessing, you have no idea he's actually into you, now he knows he has to work out a different way to confess his feelings for you.
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Alice Cullen
She's a little confused obviously, having multiple visions of the two of you in a romantic relationship kind of gave her the impression that it might've been going to come true, but your disinterest says something else altogether.
But the worst part is that those damn visions of you and her together keep coming back, taunting her, luring her in deeper to despair with the thoughts of what might be. It's all getting so intense, so she decides to skip town for a bit, see if that changes anything, or at least helps her clear her head.
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Jasper Hale
Oh well, so you're not interested in a romantic relationship, so what? Doesn't mean you can't still be friends. Doesn't mean he can't be the charming Southern gentleman he is. Doesn't mean he can't still pull out chairs or open doors for you. Or send anonymous bouquets to your house. Or leave your favourite snacks in your locker when you're having a rough day. Of course not.
It doesn't mean he can't worry about other people who might want to date you. Doesn't mean he can't scare off people who'd be bad for you. I mean, what else are friends for?
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vamptearrs · 1 year
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Have fun with these lmfao
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3vergr3en · 1 year
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Heartbeat
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Summary: Evening naps in Jasper’s bed is a usual thing that happens daily, but the vampire isn’t complaining. Instead he loves it, Y/N’s heartbeat is Jasper’s haven.
Additional Info: (Fem!Human!Reader x Vampire!Jasper Hale.) Some sensual kisses being shared. Overall fluff. This is my first one-shot of Jasper Hale! Please ask for more requests!
Mentions of the Cullen Family, specifically Esme and Emmet.
TW: Slightly suggestive.
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Rain droplets can be heard splattering outside onto the windows of Jasper’s room, but no sound can disrupt the deep slumber of Y/N. You were sprawled out on Jasper’s bed (that was installed shortly after your visits became more frequent). You were laying on your stomach, your left knee raised up to your side and your arms buried under the ivory colored silk pillow. Your breathing heavy but quiet. The aroma of Timber & Patchouli filled the interior, being lit by the vampire shortly after the mortal fell asleep.
Jasper laid beside the human, his back pressed against the wooden headboard of his bed while his hand played with a strand of Y/N’s H/C hair, This was a usual event that happens, and he loved it. He couldn’t get enough of hearing the gentle, repetitive beats of her heart. It was calming for the immortal.
Whenever he felt stressed or overwhelmed, he’d stand behind the latter and wrap his arms around her waist. He then would hide his face in the crook of Y/N’s neck, breathing in the female’s pleasant fragrance, drowning out his thoughts with her heartbeat.
“Jasper..?” Y/N calls out groggily. You slowly, but eventually push yourself up with your arms so that you’re now sitting up. Your arms extending outwards while a yawn left your lips. “Yes, darlin’?” Jasper quietly chuckles, finding the tired mortal to be cute. “I’m right behind you, love.” His voice soothing.
“Mm.. How long was I asleep for?” You ask, turning around to face Jasper with half-lidded eyes. “Just a little over an hour.” The male hums, reaching out to pull you onto his lap. You shiver at the sudden chilliness of his skin in contact with yours, but you soon grow used to it. “What are you looking at? Is there drool on my chin?” You question after noticing the male staring up at you. You turned your face away from the latter, trying to wipe away any saliva from the corner of your lips. “There’s nothing there, hon’. I’m just appreciating the beauty that’s in front of me.” Jasper whispers the last sentence into your ear, pecking your cheek afterwards. You quickly turned your head back to look at Jasper with slightly widened eyes. You gently hit his chest before covering your face with your hands, “Jasper!” You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck, “..thank you, love.” You smiled, leaning in closer to fill the gap between the two of you, his lips feeling so soft against yours.
A small, faint gasp left your lips once you felt Jasper’s hands firmly grip at your waist, his thumbs caressing your skin. He smiled into the kiss, his tongue dancing with yours. You hum against his lips, pressing your chest up against his broad chest. Your hands riding up his soft, golden locks. “Jasper..” You pulled away momentarily to softly whisper before leaning back in. His lips detaches from yours, leaving a trail of kisses down to your jawline. “Are you hungry, my love?” He asks, pulling back to look at you in your eyes. You smile and nodded, “Starving actually.“
“Esme insisted on cooking tonight because she couldn’t the last time you came over. She felt very guilty for having you leave on an empty stomach, so beware for a feast.” Jasper chuckles as he intertwines both of your guy’s hands together, bringing them up to his lips to kiss the back of your hand. “Oh god, how am I going to finish all of it? You and the cullen’s don’t eat food.” You pout as you make your way off of Jasper’s lap, worrying about how you’re going to finish all of the food. “It’s okay, just sleep over tonight and have the rest for breakfast tomorrow mornin’.” Jasper says as he shifts over to the edge of his bed, shortly standing up afterwards. “I suppose that’s fine. My parents are away for the weekend.” You shrugged, standing up from Jasper’s bed, laughing at Jasper’s enlightened face. “C’mere, give me a kiss.” You ordered, shuffling over to Jasper to wrap your arms around his neck, tipi-toeing to take the male’s lips into yours once again.
But the door slams open abruptly, revealing the tall, built brown-haired vampire. “Y/N! Dinner’s ready!” Emmet announces, immediately regretting his enthusiastic entrance when he’s met with Jasper’s glare. “Dude, seriously?”
“Thank you, Emmet!” You thank, equally as energetic as the brown-haired vampire. You looked over to Jasper with a grin, patting his chest in attempt to calm the latter.
“Oh shit— sorry. My bad.” He laughs, “I’ll just..” He trails off, speedily running down the hall to the stairway.
“Now.. where were we?” Jasper hums with a smirk, leaning in.
“Nuh-uh. C’mon cowboy. I’m hungry.” You laugh, quickly running away from the immortal before he has a chance to pull you back into a kiss.
“Hey-! Wait! That’s not fair!” Jasper calls out, using his vampire speed to easily catch up to the young woman.
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volturissideslut · 5 months
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Can you pretty please make a japer hale/Cullen one where if he saw his human mate crying and what he would do. He's my biggest comfort character and I would appreciate it so dearly but, if not that is completely okay I promise you. 🫶
Ps. I love you're writing I read you're page when I'm feeling down and just through out the day. It brings me comfort and happiness I appreciate you as a person in this world of ours. You are amazing and you are doing an amazing and lovely job.
𝕵𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 𝕳𝖆𝖑𝖊
"Darlin'?" his country accent rings out through your dark and empty room,his vampire eyes easily letting him locate you hurried in the covers on your bed where you sniffle quietly.
He watches in the reflection of your mirror as you squeeze your eyes shut, almost af if it would hide you from the world. If he wasn't so worried about you right now he'd chuckle at the sincerity and childishness at it.
"Bad day, Darlin?" he tries again, and you hum back in response - unable to get your voice to work right now.
At that, he's kicking off his shoes and climbing into bed with you, turning your lamp on as he goes so you can see him. Her pulls you close to him and holds you tight.
"want to talk about it?"
You shake your head no.
"want me to use my gift?"
You hesitate, but ultimately shake your head no.
"... want me to leave?"
You shake your head no.
His thumb rubs soothing circles into your side and the sniffles die down eventually. "I'll let you have tonight, but I want you to talk to me tomorrow. Is that okay, sugar?" his accent becomes a bit thicker in the vulnerable moment.
You nod, turning over and hugging him tightly. Face buried in his neck and arms holding him tight, you mumble a small "thank you, Jasper" before you fall asleep in his icy warm embrace.
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iconicstoner · 1 month
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I read your love bites and apologies story and I was thinking something similar but opposite!! Reader loves the hickeys and can't get enough of them! Like reader is always covered in hickeys!!! Maybe there's a situation with reader's parents or something, and reader uses it as a way to rebel or something! Idk! Just do whatever you want!!!
If you don't want to write this, that's totally cool!
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a/n: Thank you so much for this request! It was so fun to write and I hope you like what I came up with lol. I also am really glad you enjoyed one of my other stories!
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gn!reader x jasper hale (smut)
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summary: you decide to rebel against your parents by letting Jasper mark you all over, but it quickly turns to even more than that.
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“Woah darlin’, calm down now,” Jasper tells you, keeping one hand in your hair. Your mouth is on his icy cold neck, leaving kisses everywhere. He doesn’t have blood, so he can’t get hickeys, but if he could then he would’ve been covered by now. He tried again to tell you to calm down, but all he could focus on was your warm breathe on his neck.
“You always cover me in hickeys, so maybe it’s my turn,” you tell him with a smirk. You’re sitting in his lap, the two of you on his bed, and despite the fact you’re looking down at him, he’s in full control.
  “You don’t like when I leave marks on you?” he asks, already knowing the answer. He gives that perfect smile that’s been burned into your memory. 
“I love it,” you whisper sensually in his ear. You hear a low moan in the back of his throat as he grabs you by the waist. He lifts you up and roughly places you down on the mattress below him. 
“Sweetheart, I’m gonna leave you covered by the time we’re done here. Everyone will know you’re mine,” he tells you. 
“I was hoping you’d say that,” you respond. 
“Why’s that?” he asks with a grin. You think back to the fight with your parents you’d had before you’d left home. You fell asleep without a shirt on, your parents noticed one of the hickeys on your chest, and they were not pleased. You assured them that it was fine. You still had amazing grades, great relationships with your friends, and your own hobbies, but they hated the idea you were having sex, especially not with someone they didn’t trust, like Jasper.
Jasper lifts up your chin, kissing you your jaw, bringing you back into reality.
“My parents and I are fighting about you again,” you say between breathy moans, “they think you’re a bad influence.”
“I am,” he said while slipping his hand under your shirt. You wanted to listen to his thick southern accent forever, hearing him call out your name in it. You tugged at his shirt, lifting it up. He quickly took it off, and you did the same with your own. Your chest was now exposed and he began kissing you all over. He left hickeys up and down your chest, your waist, your neck, everywhere. Anywhere he could reach your soft, warm skin he pressed his tongue to it. He knew neither of you would be satisfied until you were fully covered in hickeys.
He pulled away from you, slowly unbuckling his pants just to tease you. He unbottoned your pants next and pulled them off you, leaving kisses along your hips. He pulled down your undewear just enough to expose you and began to kiss you there. He licked your bare skin slowly, causing you to buck your hips with excitement. 
He moved back up to your neck, kissing and leaving hickies there again, but he kept a firm grip on your hips. His mouth trailed down to your collarbones, and left more marks there. You knew he was trying to tease you. As he pulled away to let you gasp for air you looked noticed a tent in his boxers, and you knew you craved him. He began to slowly grind against you, his hard pressing up against you in the most satisfying way, causing you to beg for him.
“Please Jasper, I need you,” you moaned out. He began to kiss and suck one of your nipples. You jumped in pleasure as he put one of his cold hands between your thighs, roughly spreading them open. He stopped kissing your chest, and began to kiss you. His tongue was in your mouth, his hard cock was rubbing against you, and you were in pure bliss. He pulled away from the kiss and pushed a few strands of hair out of your face.
“Oh darlin’, I’m not even done with my tongue yet,” he told you before moving back down between your thighs. He grabbed you by the hips and began to tease you with his tongue. He traced it along your inner thighs, causing your hips to jump again.
“Please, Jas,” you begged. You saw him smile up at you before begining to give you head. His tongue moved in the most perfect ways. He kissed and licked you everywhere, and you had never felt more pleasure. His hands were firmly gripped on your thighs, and his tongue moved swiftly. You let out shaky mones as your got closer to your climax, but his movements never faltered. Before you could even register the thought, you had already came. Your legs were shaking from the pleasure.
He sat up, brushing more hair out of your face. He wiped some sweat off of your face before gently kissing your forehead. It was hard to tell if you liked him more gentle and sweet or rough and dominating. You sat up, resting in his arms. The two of you peacfully laid there, skin to skin, for what could’ve been forever. He shifted and got out of bed, having to force himself to let go of your hand. 
“It’s getting late,” he told you as he gathered both of your clothes. “You should get home before it’s dark, or else I might have to punish you next time,” he whispered seductively as he left a final hickey on your neck. 
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black-dhalias · 8 months
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Hello? Are you willing to write about Jasper Hale x human female reader where they keep having inappropriate thoughts about each other and Edward cannot stand it any longer? It is completely okay if you are not interested in writing such a thing. Have a nice day :)
Lacks Control
Jasper Hale X Human!F!Reader Warnings: contains/mentions sexual content, light swearing
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In most ways, you thought similarly to most humans and thought you understood how the world worked. You knew that there were balances in place, checks that keep the universe from overreaching a little too far. You believed in energies, and how people interact with each other often impacts what they receive unto themselves. You were absolutely sure that you understood yourself, but that was a year ago--before the Cullens arrived in Juneau, Alaska. Your home.
It was before Jasper arrived.
Now, a year later, you could hardly believe how different things have become; in many ways, you don't see the world in the same way. You see the world as brighter, and intense, and more mysterious than its made out to be. You glance at the alarm clock, shocked to see only minutes left--the night got away from you faster than you expected. It felt like you had just laid down, and now slanted morning light is streaming in from the partially open window—unbelievable.
You hardly understood what you heard that night, and if they wouldn't have reacted so brashly—you probably would have written it off, and left without another thought.
However, upon hearing Rosalie, Emmett, and Bella talking about Jasper's control—you almost left right there, but no—they kept talking. They said too much to just write off, and when they turned that corner to see you pale white pressed against the wall. They realized just how much you had heard, and its not like they could just make you forget—so there. That's how you found out the newest members of Juneau community were vampires, and that humans knowing their secret is not exactly accepted.
Despite Jasper being the topic of conversation that night, his control specifically, you almost forgot it entirely every time you saw him. Admittedly, Jasper was terrifying and in the right lighting, his scars were very visible even to a human. His eyes were often dark, and his expression stoic and tight. Most of the time, you tried to avoid him entirely, but being near him was exhilarating. It felt like gravity pressing against you, everything impossible, felt possible.
Now that left you in a precarious position, with an undeniable attraction to probably the most lethal Cullen.
Maybe that's a bit of an understatement, half the time you were in the same room with him—all you could think about was the possibility of undressing him. Images of your fingers dragging down his body, and it wasn't like you had to use your imagination—you had caught him changing once and that was it. All the fuel your mind needed to keep you interested, practically drooling at the thought.
"Darling?" You hmm, sitting up straight in your seat, you mentally curse yourself for letting your mind wander so far. Remember that whole thing about how you thought you were normal before, now you know you think differently because who else loses time like this? Who else could go from their home, all the way to their University; just thinking, just itching to think about him.
Once more, his eyes were in that in-between shade—not exactly amber, but not bright either like his unofficial siblings. You were shocked at the beginning of the semester when he walked into this class, because what was a vampire doing at the University of Southeast Alaska? No reason, but Jasper must had his because it takes a real psychopath to spend their time in an Animal Physiology class. Yet Jasper fit right in, and you have to admit the company is much nicer than others might think.
However, it was also incredibly distracting and in some distasteful ways, you spent the better half of class time enamored by him. His thick southern drawl, the way his blonde curls moved when he spoke, but especially with his hands. God, what else can those hands do? Per usual though, you feel warmth spread to your cheeks and look at your hands, you really need to get a handle on yourself if you plan on passing this class.
"Yes?" You ask, practically cursing the very ground you walk as you pretend to scribble down some notes on the cellular makeup of artic mammals—only it wasn't information the professor was saying, but rather verbatim notes of the last line you wrote. In fact, it is the same thing you've written at least ten times on the paper, but you just couldn't help your wandering mind.
"Class ended five minutes ago..." You perk, eyes widening as you look around the room and see that no one else is here. Just you... slowly, your eyes turn to Jasper. And him. Just you and him.
Perhaps his words shouldn’t have affected your demeanor, or maybe it had more to do with being alone with him, but something inside you snapped. Not only did you clearly feel an urge to take his face in between your palms and kiss him—you also had the inherent urge to bury your face into your arms and hope you got sucked away.
“Fantastic…” You kind of murmur into your skin, before sitting up with a sharp inhale and glancing over at the smirking Texan. His accent always seemed so out of place in Alaska, his honey like drawl always stood out when he spoke. It’s what got your attention in the first place, you couldn’t help yourself when you heard it.
You shut your notebook, sliding it into your bag with your laptop and pens—zipping it before Jasper tossed it over his shoulder. This was the routine, he showed up and you spent more than half of class imagining a million different ways you could take him on the desk.
Was that wrong? You hardly think it’s a good thing, but when you glance over at him. The way he held open your doors, and always close enough to catch you if your feet bumped each other. How could you not have those kinds of thoughts?
“Carlisle and Esme are still asking when you’re coming over again?” You hmm, before looking forward again—processing what he said, it just always takes a second.
“Oh yeah, we can head there now. I don’t have anything to do today.” If you weren’t too busy trying to ignore the throb of your chest, you would have seen the smile. The one that Jasper only reserved for you.
“Well then, after you…” Jasper holds open the door, letting you pass before leading you towards his car.
The Cullens were happy when you came around, Alice had told Jasper that he’d find someone eventually. She knew you were coming, but no one knew the effect it would have on him. The way he seemed to control himself, he didn’t feel like a runaway train anymore. The way Jasper seemed to smile more often, especially when he spoke of you.
“Y/N!” Esme exclaims as you enter the Cullen home, embracing you close as she smiles brightly. She always seemed so excited to see you, more than the others—what you didn’t know, was she had wished more than anything for Jasper to have someone. They all had their person, and well, finding you just fit into the puzzle so well. “Oh it’s so good to see you.”
You follow after her, Jasper watching as you go before heading into the living room. While he knew you’d be preoccupied for the time being, he couldn’t help, but sit in a spot where he could see you.
Today you seemed extra beautiful, not just beautiful—ravishing. You weren’t doing anything different, but something about the way you were looking at him earlier. If he were human, his heart would have been racing and his breath caught up.
What did you look like naked? The thought caught him off guard, it piqued his interest as he admired you from afar. Jasper did his best to not rush into things, to let you take the lead when it came to your relationship.
Did you have any birthmarks? He wondered how long it would take to count every freckle and mark upon your skin, if he could kiss each and every one. He’d even been in the room with you before, when you decided to stay over and you changed into some of his clothes. But still, he couldn’t bring himself to look.
You could feel his eyes on you, even from across the room. Even as Esme spoke to you so earnestly about something, you glanced over.
Jasper seemed to be looking at you, but also into you—you could feel the intensity. The sensation of him, again thoughts from class came to mind.
What would it feel like to be between a wall and his body? You purse your lips, trying not to linger on the thought—but they seem to always come in twos. And if you were, what would he do? God you wanted to know so bad… To feel what it felt like to be under him, pleading with him to take you right there.
“That’s it!” Jasper moves quickly as Edward appears at the bottom of the stairs, “You two need to go!” It wasn’t angry, but Jasper was at your side.
“Edward?! What’s wrong?”
“These two! They need to go, I can’t take another minute of them having mind sex.”
Your eyes widen, looking over at Jasper who seems to be looking everywhere except at you.
“You could just—not read our minds?” Edward shakes his head at your assertion, pushing you both towards the door.
“Nope. Your thoughts are too loud to just ignore.”
“I-” Edward gives a final shove out the door, as you bump into Jasper. Feeling his hand brace against your waist, steadying you as the mind reader gives a smile.
“Go to their house. And, think whatever thoughts you want. Just not here.” The door shuts and you look over at Jasper, then away as quickly as possible. Cheeks flushed warm.
Perhaps you should have saw that coming, Edward practically avoided you like a plague when you were over.
“So mind sex, huh?” You groan, glancing up at Jasper—the playfulness of his tone suppressing the obvious curiosity you note in his eyes.
“It takes two…” His smile broadens as he unlocks the car door, “Two people.”
.
.
.
“Whatever you say, darlin’…”
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shelbgrey · 11 months
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Comedy short: fire safety with the Cullens
Paring: Cullen!Reader X Cullen!Family
Summary: just the Cullen children not talking anything serious.
A/n: based off a tic tok sound I found. I Don't know the original creator.
🩵Master list 🩵Emmett cullen story 🩵Eleazar Story
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“Esme and I gathered you all here today to go over what we do if there's a fire in the house” carlisle stated.
“I'm running away as fast as I can, and if your in my way I'm gonna push you” Emmett joked.
“how about we go to the nearest window and jump?” y/n asked.
“no” carlisle said plainly. “we will all calm down and line up quietly” carlisle said like it was so obvious.
“you want us to stay happy and joyful while we burn?” Rose asked getting annoyed.
Y/n and Alice snickered as carlisle slowly started to get annoyed with his 'children'.
“'line up quietly'” Jasper said in his best carlisle impression. “is the fire sleeping?” he asked.
Ignoring Jasper, Carlisle continued to talk. “if everyone starts screaming I can't take a head count on who's missing”
“do a head count while everyone is burning?” Emmett aksed.
Esme rolled her eyes. “What if everyone started running and someone behind you trips and falls?” she hopped for a real awnser, she didn't get one.
“that's there fault, they should have run faster” Jasper said.
Carlisle sighed, getting annoyed. “you know what? We're just gonna hide under furniture”
“what's the fire doing? Playing hide and seek?” y/n asked. Edward chuckled.
“and we will be Leaving everything in the house” carlisle added, getting more iratated.
“no exceptions” Esme added.
“okay 'dad'” Edward started. “do you want pay for my CDs, books, and my piano?”
Trying not to laugh, y/n spoke up. “Dad do you want to pay for my funko pop collection and all my Elvis records? Beacuse I'll bring the whole shelf with me if I have too”
“I'm not leaving my jewelry behind, you know who much all that stuff cost?” Rosalie added.
“my god” Esme sighed.
“we will calm down beacuse I won't open the door until we're in a nice and tity line” Carlisle said.
“what if one of us is burning?” Edward asked.
“he's gonna tell us 'cAlM dOwN honEY`” Emmett joked.
“no he's gonna tell us to stop, drop, and roll” Edward snickered. Esme looks at carlisle trying not to giggle.
“how about we tie you to a chair and let you burn” Rosalie said getting annoyed.
“Rosalie Hale!” Esme said sternly, everyone eles started laughing while carlisle sighed in dispontment.
“do you think Eleazar and Carmen dose this with Gerett and the girls?” y/n aksed.
“no beacuse they're normal” Rosalie said making us all laugh.
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heartfullofleeches · 9 days
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Bunny Darling likes to do something special for their moderators on their big day as thanks for all their help. If they're within a close enough distance Darling will bake them something to mail over along with a private video call to wish them the best.
When it's Jasper's turn-
Bunny Darling: Happy birthday, Jay! So, is there anything that you want from me to make your day all the more better?
The messages Jasper doesn't send.
"You. In my bed. Wearing nothing but that apron."
" "Cuddles".... heheh"
"I want to stuff my eggs so deep in your.... My tongue up your.....gods, do you even know what you do to me? I want to fight the urge to lick my computer screen everytime you bend over. PLEASE, JUST ME BREED YOU ALREADY."
"Your kisses. Your love. Your body. Your stare. Your touch. Your everything. Your-"
The message they do send-
"Red velvet is my favorite, but I'm not picky :)"
(Creepy Snake Hybrid my love. My gross bastard.)
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little-diable · 9 months
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At My Mercy - Jasper Hale (smut drabble)
I wrote this on my way to work, since I couldn’t get these words out of my head. It’s pure filth and just a drabble. Please like and reblog if you enjoyed reading this, your comments keep us writers motivated. Enjoy my loves. xxx
Summary: pwp
Warnings: 18+, unprotected piv, choking, dom!Jasper, praise kink
Pairing: Jasper Hale x fem!reader (400 words)
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She had her face pressed into the pillow, hands tightening their grip on the fabric. The pillow managed to swallow most of the sinful sounds clawing through her, wanting to reverberate through the room, mixed with his. Jasper was towering over her, hands digging into her flesh.
“Fuck, so tight, could stay buried inside of you forever.” His growls left her trembling, closed eyes daring to roll back, searching for a different kind of darkness. Jasper guided her body, knowing how to touch her like a captain guiding its ship through uneasy water, he was always right there to take care of her.
“Mhm, Jas’.” The words rang in his ears, words no human being would have picked up on, unable to hear the sounds she used to mewl his name. His hips snapped against hers, burying himself deeper inside of her, needing to feel her walls clench his cock.
She felt him tense behind her, pulling out of her before (y/n) could understand what was happening. A gasp rippled through her as Jasper flipped her around, eyes meeting hers. He pushed back into her, groaning as her walls fluttered around him, needing to feel him just as close. No words were shared as he grasped her throat with his hand, tightening his grip.
“My pretty girl, I could do everything with you, and you’d take it like the good girl you are, wouldn’t you?” She parted her lips, desperate to reply, though no words managed to roll off her tongue, fuelled by the heat clashing through her. Both were close, about to let go with one another’s name leaving them. “At my mercy, forever my darlin’.”
She gasped at the way his accent grew thicker with every passing moment, making her limbs tremble. (Y/n) choked on her sobs, eyes squeezed shut, nails trying to leave their marks on his skin. Jasper’s thumb found her lips, forcing her to suck on the digit as he smirked down on her, allowing her to circle her sensitive bundle of nerves, pushing herself over the edge.
Both came in unison, moaning and groaning for one another. Their bodies clung together, desperate to feel one another near, even after such a powerful high. Jasper pulled out of her all too carefully, watching his cum drip down her thighs with a satisfied smirk, very well knowing that this wasn’t the last orgasm of this very shared evening.
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