#stefan twilight

[timetravellingshinigami]

"Oh I love Twilight"

My Twilight:

#alistair twilight #vladimir twilight #stefan Twilight #felix volturi #demetri volturi #amun Twilight #benjamin twilight #the twilight saga #carlisle cullen #edward cullen #bella cullen

[lunastwilightblog]

any fun thoughts you have on the Romanian coven?? Have they changed with the times? What're they up to these days? Do they try to fit into society? Thoughts on humans?

The Romanians are two of my favourite characters. They’re incredibly interesting and there’s a whole world in their pasts that could be explored. In the films they’re such fun characters but the books have them more creepy, sinister almost, and very out of place among modern vampire society. I view them more that way than the movie portrayal.

I think Vladimir and Stefan are very much set in the same way they were when Laurent encountered them - trying to be invisible. They’re forever wandering the world, never stopping, keeping out of the eye of the Volturi and waiting for the opportunity to get revenge for the loss of their empire and family. One day, when another coven takes the risk of creating a large army, and (hopefully for them) wounds the Volturi enough in battle, then Vladimir and Stefan will create their own once again and attempt to restore themselves to power and glory.

They don’t attempt to fit into society at all. Like many their clothes are stolen from prey, and they avoid cities. They roam countries with constant cloud, much like the Cullens, however unlike the Cullens preferring to avoid other vampires as much as possible as to avoid detection. They discourage others to follow them just as they told Laurent to stop.

Their views on humans are only that they are prey, nothing more. It’s been so long since they were humans they no longer recall their human memories and they kept human (and likely vampire) slaves. They don’t hold much value towards others of their own species either; they’re so old they’ve seen the vast majority of those they’ve known all die, coming and going as seemingly quickly as the seasons; empires rising and falling; armies being created and destroyed. They exist as if they’re watching the world go by, particularly as they can no longer participate in it as to avoid execution by any means Aro might create. (As a side note I don’t think Aro will order their deaths unless they rebel again - as the population is mostly younger vampires who don’t remember the carnage and anarchy of the world before the Volturi, he keeps them alive as a warning to those who might seek to usurp him and recreate the world of empires, as they will tell anyone who’ll listen about how their castles were burnt, etc).

#asks #the Romanians #twilight romanians #twilight saga #the twilight saga #twilightsaga #twilightsagaedit #twilight renaissance #twilight renewal #twilight revival #twilight resurgance #twilight vladimir #vladimir twilight #stefan twilight #volturi #the volturi coven #the volturi #volturi coven #the Cullens

[ghoulie-67-baby]

Pet- Twilight.

Summary: With a full house of vampires before the Volturi standoff, you seek peace and instead find two that would rather have bloodshed, but no one puts your family in danger.

Warnings: Angst, Anger, Language, Degrading language/behaviour.

Pairing: Human!reader x Cullen family (Platonic/otherwise).

Word count: 1,881.

The house was the busiest I had ever seen it, vampires filling the space that was once quiet and calm. Round every corner, prying eyes seemed to wait and ears could hear everything. There wasn't an escape for me.

No one had done any harm or showed signs of doing any, but people weren't my thing especially when I knew nothing about them.

The attic was off-bounds because Alistair had holed himself up there, Carlisle's office was one of the busiest rooms in the house right now and I couldn't find anywhere comfortable to hide away.

"Y/N, You okay?" Tanya's blonde locks came into focus as I snapped out of my thoughts. I pushed myself off the wall with my shoulder and flashed her a small smile.

"Hey Tanya," I cleared my throat and forced myself to focus on the woman. "M'just not a fan of crowds, or feeling like I'm constantly watched."

"Would you like me to get someone?" Her voice filled with concern as she rested a hand on my arm, eyes flashing with sympathy.

"It's okay," I shook my head with a small smile. "I'm gonna get some fresh air before the weather turns bad." I rested my hand over hers and pressed a polite kiss to her cheek before turning to leave. "See you later," I called over my shoulder.

I practically gulped down the fresh air as I left the house, starting to feel a little more at ease now eyes weren't following my every move. Slipping my sleeves over my hands, I wandered into the cover of the trees. The breeze sent a few shivers through my body and I knew Esme would scold me when she found out I wasn't wearing my coat.

Trudging through the undergrowth, I came across a small clearing, shaded by the trees that encircled a stream of sunlight. With another shiver from the cold of the shade, I wandered into the patch of sunlight and sat with my face tilted towards the concentrated rays.

The goosebumps under my shirt subsided lightly as I warmed up a little, sighing happily as the sounds of nature floated around me. The silence and peace I had longed for at the house soon filled me and the area I had chosen as I laid myself back against the grass, hands clasped over my stomach with my eyes closed.

Satisfaction simmered under my skin as I revealed in the bird songs, harmonised by crickets. My heartbeat finally settled back into a resting rate after the hours of anxiety I had endured.

The times seemed to float by and I was in a state between being asleep and awake before I was disturbed. Two vaguely familiar voices joined the sounds of the forest, seemingly adding to the melody. That was the thing with vampires, even their voices were beautiful and perfect.

"Humans are so careless," One of the voices drifted towards me, speaking in Romanian, a language I just so happened to be fluent in. "Leaving themselves so vulnerable to anything." I held back a smile, unsure if they knew I was awake.

"How do you think the Cullen clan would feel about their pet being left unattended and alone?" The second voice joined in the conversation and my skin bristled at the words, hating being referred to as a pet.

"Hmmm, I'm sure they would be absolutely devastated and furious at the stupidity of their little pet." There was a hint of a smirk in their voice and I fought to stay calm.

"They do look rather beautiful under the sun though, I must admit," The voices got a little closer and I stiffened slightly. I still couldn't put faces to their voices and it unnerved me.

"Yes they do, I'm sure they're enjoying the compliments." A blush had crept up my chest, neck and cheeks at the second's words. "Let's quit pretending to sleep now Pet, surely you should know better than to lie to a vampire." The voice switched to English, unaware of my understanding of their language.

"I'm not a pet." I forced out, in Romanian, between clenched teeth, sitting up and letting my eyes meet theirs in a glare. I recognised they were two of the vampires from the house, Stefan and Vladimir, who only came because they thought it would be a fight.

The two had surprised looks on their faces at my words, smirking at one another before stepping closer to me. I tensed up and brushed off my jeans and sleeves, as they sat in the shade of the trees across from me.

"You seem to be in quite a foul mood Y/N," Vladimir spoke with an amused grin, "Perhaps the pet is feral." He hummed with fake concern.

"Whatever is the matter Y/N?" Stefan' said head tilted with the question, seemingly curious.

"I just don't like being called a Pet to those that I consider my family." I countered, glaring at Vladimir whilst trying to keep my voice strong and steady.

"Your Romanian is perfect," Stefan complimented with a wide smile. "Tell us, where did you learn to speak so well?" I hesitated to answer, waiting to see if he'd sense my discomfort and retract the question but he didn't.

"My mother was Romanian, she insisted I learnt the language," I answered, pulling a few blades of grass from the dirt. "Why aren't you at the house with the others?"

"I'm sure we could ask you the same thing, Pet." Vladimir teased, my annoyance growing.

"I don't do crowds, I thought I'd catch a break out here but obviously that's too much to ask for." Raising an eyebrow, I recognised the amusement in both of their eyes.

"We don't care much for their plans," Stefan chipped in with a look of disgust on his face. "We want to fight the Volturi, not negotiate."

"Yeah well Carlisle wants to avoid a fight, none of us wants a fight." I clambered to my feet, ignoring how my tired body ached in protest. "We want to live in peace, not to start a war." Looking up from my feet, I noticed the two had also stood up.

"Surely you must want to fight back?" Vladimir looked at me in confusion and then at Stefan. "The Volturi won't stand for the Cullen's having a human Pet, let alone a feral one. They'll want you turned or killed."

"That's my business Thank you." My patience was starting to wear thin. I pushed past the two of them, walking back to the house. I let out a heavy sigh as the two began to walk beside me.

"So, you want to be treated like their mutt?" I scoffed, stopping as the house came close into view. "I doubt that's a normal human's dream."

"I'm sorry," I exclaimed in disbelief. "What do you know about me or my choices, Vladimir?" I seethed, fists clenching by my sides in anger as I span to face him. Stefan leaned against a tree trunk, obviously enjoying the show if his grin was anything to go off. All my past anxiety and nerves had morphed into pure, red-hot anger which made my heart rate spike. I could feel a load of eyes on me again as I confronted him.

"I'm merely suggesting that you would be so much better off on the fighting side, against those that would rather you be dead." I saw my family make their way out of the house out of the corner of my eye, as I glared at the vampire before me.

Y/N, is everything okay?" The head of my family called to me as he made his way over, catching my gaze for a second. "Y/N?"

"Vladimir thinks he knows what's best for me," I slipped back into English as I answered Carlisle. "He seems to think that I'm some kind of pet to you guys."

"Surely I'm not the only one that thinks this." The smirk on his face made my blood boil. His eyes surveyed the house as if expecting another of our guests to step forward and agree. I couldn't help but wonder if that's what they actually did think of me.

"Enough Vladimir," The calmness in Carlisle's voice was tainted with anger. "Y/N is a member of this family. I expect you to treat them with the same respect as the rest of the family." Carlisle had protectively stepped in front of me by this point.

I could feel my anger being dampened and extinguished by jasper's gift as the Romanian laughed in Carlisle's face. I glared at the southern vampire as a warning to lay off my emotions and he held up his hands in surrender. I launched myself in front of him as my anger overwhelmed me.

"Listen here you arrogant, self-righteous prick!" Carlisle's hands held my shoulders before I could get closer to our supposed guest. His hold was gentle but firm as I tried to shrug him off. "You don't get to come to our house, uninvited, and cause shit. Since you got here you've done nothing but try to cause trouble and it stops now or so help me god I'll put you on your ass Human mutt or not!" It felt good to fire at him, letting my anger lose as my hands shook with adrenaline.

"We're welcoming you into our home as witnesses and nothing more. We don't want a fight, don't want a war or to join your childish, petty revolution. What we want is to prove that a little girl, a harmless child, is not a danger to humans and should be allowed to live out her life as is her right. So if you want a fight then I suggest you tuck your tails, get the fuck out of town and find other lowlife assholes that want the same thing because you won't find any here. If you want to stay and help then shut the fuck up and act like it." I was out of breath by the time id finished shouldering and red in the face with rage. Vladimir was frozen with shock alongside Stefan and I could feel frustrated tears form so I turned my back to them and took a deep breath.

Carlisle held back a smile as I tucked myself under his arm. We walked up to the house in a side hug. My shouting had caught the attention of every vampire in the house and now all the eyes I had tried so hard to get away from were back on me. Esme was waiting at the top of the steps for me, arms wrapping around me to calm me as I melted in her touch.

Slowly the adrenaline drained from my system and anger dissolved into exhaustion instead. Esme let me go for a few seconds and I kissed her cheek gratefully. Edward and Bella mouthed their thank yous to me for sticking up for Renesmee.

"Oh and one more thing," I span back around, remembering something. "Call me their pet or mutt again and I'll let Emmett pull your limbs off and bury them where you'll never find them." Gesturing to the huge vampire, I flashed the two a fake sickly, sweet smile before going into my home.

#twilight #the twilight saga #twilight saga #carlisle cullen #esme cullen #alice cullen #jasper hale #jasper cullen #emmett cullen #rosalie cullen #rosalie hale #edward cullen #bella cullen #bella swan #renesmee cullen #vladimir twilight #Stefan twilight

[aquanova99]

romanian coven x super super shy mate please

Why do I feel like a mate would completely ruin their coven dynamic. Like they would eventually part ways 😅

Not because they don’t care about eachother but because they’re priorities would shift.

Also I really don’t think being shy means anything to any vampire as you literally have to keep your distance from everyone. So the question is how the hell you managed to talk to one of them and why they continued to pursue you. I need everyone to realize vampires keep to themselves, only Carlisle really tried to make friends. It’s not a common occurrence

Vladimir

That’s fine he enjoys being center of attention, so you don’t have to be extroverted in any sense if you don’t feel like it

Also he rides the toxic masculinity line so it makes him feel better about himself because he will see himself as a protector

If there’s ever a group gathering of vampires he will bring you along and conveniently forget you don’t like crowds

By that I mean he will ask you your opinions when everyone is quiet so every one’s eyes will be on you, I think he just wants someone to agree with him

Really doesn’t treat you different than someone who isn’t shy

Stefan

On the other end of the spectrum…

He hides you away and doesn’t push you very often

So long as you feel comfortable and open with him. That’s all he cares about.

This is why I feel like the coven would fall apart, Vladimir enjoys teasing to the point it could almost be considered bullying

So he would try and push you or make you uncomfortable and Stefan has absolutely lost it on him or emitted a growl in warning

He would rather find somewhere where you two can settle and keep you safe so I think he would be conflicted staying with his oldest friend

#aquas asks #stefan romanian coven #vladimir romanian coven #romanian coven #vladimir twilight #twilight vladimir #stefan twilight #twilight stefan #romanian coven imagine

[vin-de-draco]

‘  she’s delicate. a rare rose. but not without thorns.  ’

Please and thank you <3 <3

“She’s delicate.”

It took every ounce of self control Vladimir did not have to keep from snapping the piano keys beneath his fingers in half. His brothers voice had that teasing edge he reserved for when he wished to see Vladimir lose his cool.

Tonight he craved peace.

“A rare rose,-” Stefan circled around him, but Vladimir did not look up from the keys until his vision swam in a blur of black and white. “But not without thorns” The keys did not snap, they were crushed. Milled into fine little pieces he had to dust off of his pants as he stood up.

The look he gave his brother dripped of venom.

“Good, that is how I like them”

― 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐊

#Sharp Objects Ask Game #Vladimir Al Daci #Stefan Al Daci #Vladimir twilight #Stefan twilight #twilight #Twilight Renaissance

[volterran-wine]

 ﾟ★ ﾟ｡⋆   —   𝐀-ț𝐢 𝐥𝐮𝐚 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚 î𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐧ț𝐢

Alas, me and my dearest brother has finally managed to access this place that speaks so highly of our dear ruling coven. The interior is just as drab as the owners of this Palazzo, which is not shocking in the slightest.

It is our opinion that this website lacks proper representation when it comes to the two of us; a tragedy.

We have also taken the liberty of borrowing this blog's human for a short while, it is the least that The Volturi owes us after torching our homes through the ages. Perhaps she can help us tell our story.

I leave you with this link of sorts; @vin-de-draco

- 𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬,𝑉𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑟

#Updates #Announcements #Vin-De-Draco #Twilight #Twilight Renaissance #Stefan Twilight #Vladimir Twilight

[carovolturi]

how would vladimir react to a human mate

I think canon Vladimir would be quite surprised to discover he has a human mate--perhaps even affronted. I was once king of the vampires! he might cry to the Powers That Be, shaking his fist at the sky like in that one Simpsons meme. Mortals would quiver before me! I made blood fall to the earth like rain! How dare you mate me to this powerless pipsqueak???!?

Eventually, however, through the ineffable magic of smeyer's weird little mating system, he would come to terms with the match. He would likely turn his mate as soon as possible--he doesn't strike me as the kind of guy who's enamored with humanity, and if this occurred after Marcus' mental collapse, I'm certain he would take pains to avoid being in a similar situation. Furthermore, in canon Vladimir lost his mate to the Volturi circa 810 AD; so if smeyer granted him a pity-exception to the "one-mate-per-eternal-life" rule, he would be very vigilant about any threat to his mate's safety. I'm not sure how the turning process would work out, given he is decidedly not a veggie vamp, but I hypothesize it would either go very well (he is exceptionally motivated and pulls it together for his mate) or very poorly (Vladimir's human mate, like Edward's, is his singer. Vladimir eats his mate. Alas.) Also, if Carlisle is alive/a vampire doctor/Vladimir's friend at this point, Vladimir might just outsource the job to him (and it will then, of course, go as well as inhumanly possible).

Assuming his mate survived the transformation, I think Vladimir would be very pleased--especially if his mate happened to have a tactically-useful gift that would aid him and Stefan in their revenge campaign against the Volturi. They would spend their happily-ever-after in warhawk nomadic bliss, starting little skirmishes with patrolling guards and spending their honeymoon in Italy...attempting to infiltrate Volturi headquarters with Stefan.

A non-traditional choice, but...to each their own, I suppose!

#your asks #vladimir and stefan #vladimir twilight #stefan twilight #vampire x human #romanian coven #twilight renaissance #twilight

[simpfordemetri]

Romanians x shared mate hc?Thanks!

Hi! Sure<3

Gif is not mine credit to the owner

-They were surprised when they find out they have a second chance at love

-But the fact they have to share

-Didn't like it at first,even if they are so close .

-Learns to deal with it.

-They are not the most affectionate persons,they have been without affection for millennials.

-Thats not mean they don't give you love.

-They love to kiss you,it's how they show you how much they love you,literally express their love by kisses.

-I believes these boys never cuddled anyone before you.

-It just wasn't a thing in their times.

-Surprised when you did it.

-But loves it.

-Give you the option to have sex with one of them or both of them.

-Just want to make you feel comfortable.

-They are really experienced and know what they are doing to you.

-Doms.

-Vladimir loves dirty talking and Stefan overstimulation.

-Aftercare🥺

-They are both very good kissers.

-Loves to mess with you.

-They forget you are human always.

-You have to remind them you need to sleep or eat.

-They talk about their first mates and you understand their pain.

-After it they make sure you know you are their priority and the love you.

-Protectives asf.

-They say I love you in their own ways.

-You know you are loved.

I LOVE THEM MY BOIS

#breaking dawn #twilight #the twilight saga #twilight saga #twilight shitposting #twilight headcanon #romanian coven twilight #the romanians #stefan twilight #vladimir twilight

[icefrozendeadlyqueen]

#twilight #twilight oneshot #Vladimir twilight #Stefan twilight #Alistair twilight #oneshots

[doorianpavus]

V O L T U R I (the redeux) An R rated adaption

Keanu Reeves as Stefan

#twilightedit #twilight #thevolturiedit #thevolturi #thevolturiredeux #volturiedit #the volturi #volturi #stefan twilight #keanu reeves #keanureevesedit #stefantwilight

[renegadepack]

twilight characters + copious amounts of heart emojis: rainbow edition 481/?

#twilight #validimir #vladimir twilight #stefan twilight #vladimir x stefan #stefan #stefan x vladimir #heartreacts #noel fisher #guri weinburg

[timetravellingshinigami]

🔸 Twilight characters fancast 🔸

Vladimir : Vladimir is one of the founding members of the Romanian coven, the enemy clan of the Volturi. His coven was once the most powerful in the world, but when the Volturi rose to power, they were defeated in a century-long struggle.

Stefan : Stefan is a founding member of the Romanian coven, He and Vladimir are the only two survivors from the coven's destruction.

The Romanian coven ruled for over 1000 years in the previous Romanian territory of Dacia. They are one of the oldest vampire covens.

Amun : Leader of the Egyptian coven. Born before 2500 BC. He abandoned his previous coven when the Volturi attacked it. Amun had a very strong survival instinct, and he was willing to bow to the Volturi if it kept him alive. However, Amun was always bitter at having to surrender his former lifestyle. He loved the worship, the towering desert monuments, and the excess. He knew he could not plot against the Volturi, because Aro would find out. But he hoped that, over time, he could gain the strength to oppose them.

Alistair : born around 1300 AD . Alistair is an English solitary, nomadic vampire and friends of a sort with Carlisle Cullen. He is gifted with a unique tracking ability that allows him to track animate beings at a greater distance than most vampires can. Because of the way he was changed into a vampire Alistair left civilization and avoided all contact with humans, except when he hunted, and mistrusted everyone and everything that had to do with authority figures with a sense of paranoia.

#vladimir twilight #Stefan Twilight #the Romanian coven #the Egyptian Coven #amun Twilight #amun #alistair twilight #Alistair #the twilight saga #the twilight series #the cullens #the Volturi #twilight fancast #carlisle cullen #edward cullen

[shrenvents]

Spellbound

Warnings: Minors dni, smut, oral, fem receiving, unprotected, fluff, some violence, biting

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Witch reader

Summary: You're a witch with a specific skill set, one that has intrigued a certain hybrid.

Word count: 2.7k

...

Voodoo. Magic. Impulse. Obsession.

She was his newest fascination.

He heard her laughter cracking through the walls of the barren bar before it cut short. Klaus observed how the sunlight blazed across her, poorly parked, car. His lips slanted in mild amusement. He told himself, that’s all it was, all she was. Mild amusement for an immortal. Though, something felt different.

He strutted into the place, head hung high as he scanned the bare vicinity. His eyes halted on a man behind the bar, rinsing glass cups. The bartender's eyes adverted from Klaus, the second he caught his stare. The man's nerves were duly noted as Klaus approached him.

“I’ll have a glass of your finest red,” Klaus spoke artfully, with a fake smile plastered on his face. The worker shuddered. “Ug- we’re not serving right now.”

“No worries mate,” his mellifluous voice paused. “The red I fancy isn’t something I’d find on your menu.” The man's gaze shot up to Klaus’s. His lips trembled as Klaus continued his jest. “Unless you intend to provide me with a bite, I suggest you tell me where she’s hidden.” Klaus’s threat echoed through the building, till silence took its place.

Suddenly, the sound of a back door, opening and slamming shut jolted Klaus away from the bartender. He instantly raced to the door, ripping it open. He watched as her frame scattered into her rusted car. He growled. There was no way he'd let her escape once again...

Your body was convulsing with anxiety. Who were you to know a little magic truce with the “other side,” would have a certain hybrid on your front doorstep. It didn’t help when you levitated everything in your apartment at him, including your freshly made spaghetti with bolognese. It was to be expected, that would piss him off...

Yanking the car door shut, you forced the key in and started the engine.

“Where are we headed this time darling?”

“Ahhh!” You screamed, snapping your head to the uninvited passenger. Klaus sat leisurely beside you, and you swear your life flashed before your eyes. “I must say, I enjoyed our time in Chicago. Perhaps San Fran may be the next best thing, love.” His smug face adorned your features, absorbing the way your face contorted in both fear and frustration.

“Jesus,” you huff, and Klaus’s smirk grows. “As much as I love the idea, somehow becoming your personal chauffeur isn’t that appealing.” Klaus chuckles lowly, leaning in, more and more.

“Well, if you hadn’t decided to run off, you crafty little thing," he drawls sweetly, "We wouldn’t have the pleasure.”

“If you weren’t trying to kill me, maybe I’d stick around.” Klaus’s brows twist like he's appalled by your words. “Who said I was interested in killing you?”

“You- I- then, what do you want?” You stammer. Klaus goes quiet. You watch as his expression goes blank before he acts as though he is in deep thought. Then, his mouth gaped in 'awe,' as if the answer suddenly came to him. “Your talents of course.”

“My talents.” You repeat, baffled.

“Yes, do keep up, my dear.”

“Why? You could have any witch at your disposal, at a moment's notice.”

The corner of his lips elevate once more. “I’m flattered.”

He’s become so close now, you feel his breath, and you try not to shiver as it grazes your neck. He, on the other hand, basks in your scent.

“But, unlike my other witches, you have a gift,” he muses. “Your connection with the dead is something to behold, and something I crave.”

After a prolonged silence, you speak. “If I help you with whatever," you move further into your seat, "When it comes to an end, you’ll let me walk away, unscathed?” Your brow quirks, and with every fibre of your being, you manage to maintain eye contact. “Yes, you have my word.” Klaus’s expression went stoic, holding an unflinching seriousness that made your heart rate stutter. And strangely, you knew you could trust him.

That's how you ended up as his lackey. For the past 5 weeks, you were at his beck and call as he tormented humans, werewolves, and vampires alike.

Like any other day, your conscious was eating away at you, as you called upon another ancestor of those he plagued. Today though, you finally broke. He had been cruelly punishing a guy for hours as you questioned his late brother, through the veil.

“That’s enough!” Klaus’s eyes darted to yours, and his angered appearance softened. Instinctively, he gripped your forearm and dragged you out of the motel room.

“Love, what’s wrong?”

“What's wrong is that I’m tired, and his brother is telling me jack shit about those ‘hunters.’” You huff, closing your eyes.

Klaus firmly presses himself stock-still, resisting every urge that wishes to devour you, as you naively allow him to hold you so close, to let your guard down, to close your eyes. An urge that has worsened, and become insatiable since you started your venture together.

“Love, why don’t you grab a bite from the cafe across the street, while I fill up the car's tank?” He says heartfeltly, "That way we both can have a break."

Your eyes flutter open, and you nearly tremble at the gentle look that flickers in his gaze. However, his body language, which clutches you tightly, suggests he is anything but. “Okay.”

After five minutes seated alone in a booth, you gathered up the last of the courage you were trying to dispel. Now, headed back to the rented room, to release the hostage. Stupid, very stupid, you thought. But you couldn’t help it.

When you entered the room, the door slowly creaked shut, and shadows engulfed you. It was too quiet, and you couldn’t see the man. Unease filled your system, and you began to regret this decision. That impending regret soon became alarms going off when the captive gripped your torso, roughly caging in your arms. His grip was inescapable, and when you tried to scream, his free hand covered your mouth.

“You fucking bitch,” he murmured with disgust. You winced. “How about I leave you bleeding out here, all laid out for you bloodthirsty master.” The man crackled with humourless laughter. “I’m sure he’d appreciate that.”

While his venomous words made you cower, you relentlessly struggled against him, fighting with all that you could muster. Unfortunately, your captor was a werewolf, and far too strong for you to at least break free, to cast a spell.

He muffled Klaus’s name with his palm, and tears pricked your eyes. Even after the numerous times you’d bicker and argue, he was still the first person who came to mind, who you hopelessly called out to.

The man began lifting your body towards the door, urgently turning the knob. Just as the outside light cuts into your vision, you're wrenched from him, pulled into a powerful embrace. With ease, Klaus’s arms carried you away, swiftly placing you in the backseat of your car, locked safely inside.

His figure then disappeared just as quickly, and you hear your aggressor's voice wail in pain. Shaking, you curl over yourself, covering both ears pathetically.

After what feels like an eternity, two large hands cup your tear-stained cheeks, bringing you out of your shell. He quiets you, as he slides inside the vehicle, smoothly pulling you onto his lap. One of his arms supports your back, while the other strokes your hair. Calming you down, he mutters things like: 'Everything’s fine now love,' 'I’m here,' 'I’ll take care of you...'

“I’ve never felt so helpless,” you mumble.

He shakes his head. “There’s nothing you could've done to stop a werewolf, especially when a full moon draws near,” he soothes. You press your cheek further into his broad chest. “Though, I wish you would’ve just listened to me for once, and stayed put.”

You shoot your head up, adjusting to face him, close enough that your noses nearly meet. “If I listened to you I’d probably be dead by now.”

“Oh really?” He grins, eyes creasing, “How so?”

“Well, for one, that time you ordered me to question that vampire chick's dead boyfriend about his affair, right in front of her.” Klaus guffaws. “You're laughing, but she would've bit my head off.”

“She wouldn’t have,” he denies, still chuckling.

“Yes, she would have Klaus.” You begin to laugh along.

“You know, I wouldn’t have let her.” His face deadpans, “Like I didn’t let our were-friend hurt you," he voiced, airily. "I gave you my word.”

“Yes, of course, your word.” You giggle nervously, glancing at the hand currently bracing your thigh, gliding its thumb back and forth. “It’s not all that I’ve given you.”

You look up and are met with a mysterious look this time. Your brows furrow in confusion. He smiles dreamily, “Your skills as a witch truly know no bounds.”

“The hell are you talking about now?” You retort, making Klaus laugh loudly.

“I’m talking about your spell," he whispers. "The one that has bewitched me.”

You freeze, heart dropping.

“You don’t mean that...” Your sentence trails off as Klaus stares through you.

He’s so unpredictable, that a part of you believes he's probably playing some sick game. But, there was also a possibility that he meant it, and all the hidden desires, for your unconventional boss, were about to bubble to the surface.

“I've meant every word, from the moment I met you, when you got the better of me.” He smirks, breath fanning your face. “Witchcraft.”

Then his lips take yours, slow at first, but the entanglement shortly turns desperate. Slightly hesitant, you grind on him, eager to pull him closer. He groans, and his hands enthusiastically roam your waist and back, beckoning you nearer.

Moving in a frenzy, as your fingers tangle in his locks, you swing your leg to straddle him. He moans your name in between kisses, and he palms your ass.

Continuously rolling your body into him makes you feel his arousal, which causes a whine to escape. When your lips break apart, his mouth trails down your jaw, to your neck. You gasp, but you don’t stop him. He audibly tells you how much he’s enjoying himself, and you squeeze your thighs over his.

“I can only imagine how sinful you taste here darling.” He remarks as his hand slides over your core, and you whimper. “How about you let me try?” He hums politely. “You know you want me to.”

“No,” you huff.

“No?” His voice rises questioningly, and a hand gropes your chest, while the other grips your chin, tilting your head down to peer into his eyes. “Not here,” you finish, and he smirks wildly.

“Then, I’ll just have to get us a private room?” He purrs seductively into you ear, making you shiver. “One that is, unoccupied,” he rolls his tongue, and you shiver again at the double meaning behind his words. You don’t even want to think about what he did to the man who attacked you.

“Please,” you sigh into a kiss, pecking his lips, which seems to surprise Klaus momentarily. His surprise briskly turns into a beaming smile. “To be continued,” he utters before shifting you off him and rushing out the car.

Not long after, Klaus reappears with that same childlike cheer gracing his features. Jerking open the door, he outstretches his hand like a gentleman. You accept it, and his palm completely envelops yours. He tugs you to his hip, and nibbles on your earlobe while you walk to a random room.

As soon as the door locks behind you, he presses himself against your backside. “Now, how about that taste?” He mutters while lifting your hair to kiss your nape, and rubbing himself against you. You press closer, before spinning around to enclose your mouth on his again. He groans into your mouth approvingly, backing your body toward the queen-size bed.

His lips free yours when your back legs hit the edge, and you fall backwards with a yelp. His hands then make work of your lower half, removing your clothes as he kneels infront of your cunt. You inhale deeply, as cool air hits your bare body.

He goes silent, so you raise your head to peek at him. Klaus is ogling you heatedly, like the predator he is. “Lovely,” he sing-songs.

He abruptly grips your thighs and heaves your core to his mouth, so close, his breath warms your skin. “K-Klaus.”

“Hmmm,” he hums shortly, before delving into you. You sob a cry of shock. His tongue expertly runs over your folds, sucking the nub with such a slow deliberation, like he can’t decide how he wishes to take you at first, as if he’s imagined every way he could.

You whine, motioning him to make his choice, bucking up, feeling his stubble scratch you. Then he grows aggressive, hungrily lapping your clit, over and over, until he ushers out your orgasm.

When your lengthy climax finishes, he sighs pleasantly into the crook of your neck. “You’re incredible,” he emits with a chant of your name, thoroughly relaxing your shaking form.

“Fuck, take off your clothes,” you beg. He immediately abides by your command, tearing off his shirt and pants. You grab his necklaces to haul his lips to yours. You savour every inch of yourself on his tongue, and he relishes in how dirty the act was.

“There’s only so much I can do to you before dawn, and it won't nearly be enough to satisfy my hunger for you.” His poetic words erupt something within. You exhale, “It seems you’re going to break your promise then.”

He stills at your words, befuddled. You elaborate, “There’s no way I’m coming out of this unscathed.” A timid smile spreads across your face, and he almost nods in understanding, feeling a strange quiver in his chest.

Wordlessly, he pulls himself from his slacks, and you take off the last of your clothes. Suddenly feeling a little out of body, you decide to take back some control of the situation. So, you flip your positions, once again, surprising Klaus, though he allows it.

You straddle him and lower yourself onto his thick cock. You whimper the second the tip enters, and he growls, pressing his fingertips into your hips, definitely leaving bruises.

“You’re too big,” you gasp.

“You can handle it, sweetheart,” he states mindlessly. He wraps his arms around your waist and arms, pulling you down onto him. His hips then press completely into you, pushing himself inside to the hilt. A wheeze leaves your lungs as he grounds into you. “Klaus, it’s too-“

“It’s perfect,” he finishes for you. You barely have any time to adapt to his size before he begins pounding. Pleasure wracks through you, and he takes whatever control you had away. His pace is unnerving, and you utter incoherent words, while his fangs graze your neck.

“Tell me,” he groans through his panting. “Tell me you want me.” He demands, though it almost sounds like he’s begging for it. “I-I want you.” The words stumble out as his thrusts reach your center.

“More,” he just about whines.

“I want you Klaus,” you shout. “You feel so good- fuck I’ve always wanted this, you.” You ramble, egged on by him. He loves it, and you feel it in his strength. He holds you tighter, and the air leaves your body.

Feeling his leg tremble, you know he’s close. “Bite me.” His clamped-shut eyelids pop open, and his dark pupils bore into yours. You kiss him and take his bottom lip between your teeth. “Bite me while you cum,” you command.

He gulps before taking his last few pumps into you. He moans into your neck as his teeth puncture your flesh. You cry out at the mixture of pain and pleasure that shatters you both.

After almost 10 minutes, he releases you from his firm caress and kisses the holes in your neck. Still inside, he turns you both on your sides. You catch your breath. “How are you still hard?” You sigh in exasperation, and he chuckles breezily. “I told you, you’ve bewitched my very soul darling.” He smirks.

“This is only the beginning.”

#klaus #niklaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaleson imagine #klaus mikealson x reader #smut #vampire diaries #the originals #tvd #tvd smut #klaus mikaelson smut #klaus mikaelson x y/n #elijah mikaelson smut #the originals smut #tvdu #tvd fanfiction #the vampire diaries #elena gilbert #damon salavatore #stefan salvatore #rebekah mikaelson #katherine pierce #damon salvatore smut #kol mikaelson #hope mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #vampire #hybrid #vampire smut #twilight

[aquanova99]

what would thw romanians do to their mate being horny 24/7

Ah the Romanian coven, we meet again

Vladimir

Probably needs someone like this honestly

Help him take a break from plotting and trying to be on the run at the same time

Pretends he hates it and will push you off of him jokingly

But mainly it’s because he likes to take charge and would rather be the one to decide when you both can have some fun

Stefan

Good

He thoroughly enjoys this

Absolutely also horny 24/7

He will tell you when you have to take a break but honestly he’s tired of running and is willing to settle down

In his mind it’s a great way to pass the time

#aquas asks #stephan romanian coven #vladimir romanian coven #romanian coven #Stefan romanian coven #Stefan twilight #twilight Stefan #vladimir twilight #twilight Vladimir #vladimir imagine #stefan imagine

[mickeyxgalager]

well...

#shameless #shamelessedit #mickey milkovich #gallavich #ian x mickey #ian and mickey #vladimir #stefan #last twilight #breaking dawn pt.2 #volturi #romanian coven #breaking dawn part 2 #twilight saga #twilight sparkle #breaking dawn #noel fisher #twilight saga shameless crossover #mickeyxgalager #no way the writers did that on purpose #right? #still can't believe these are the same person #chameleon #acting #great actor

[volterran-wine]

• — 𝐴 𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛 𝐼𝑛𝑣𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛

Good Afternoon everyone, I am glad to be back here without the interference of certain vampiric overlords. And as a calculated act of rebellion I have some hopefully good news for all of you.

I will from tonight begin accepting questions about The Egyptian Coven and The Romanians. However, I will not take headcanon, imagine or edit requests for them.

When I started this blog I never imagined in my wildest dreams that it would take off the way it has, at the time I had no intention of writing as extensively about these characters as I am now. Slowly more of the characters from the saga will begin appearing in the stories I write. When they do I want all of you to know how I feel about them, and have the same love for them you have for my characterizations of The Volturi.

So, if you have ever wondered about how I feel about Amun, Vladimir, Stefan or others in their covens...

You are now free to ask me about them.

- 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝑁𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑒

#Updates #Twilight #Vladimir Twilight #Stefan Twilight #Amun Twilight #Kebi Twilight #Benjamin Twilight #Tia Twilight #Twilight Renaissance