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bella-goths-wife · 9 months

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Eternity full of heartbreak

Yandere cullens x reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hello?” Carlisle answers after a few rings

“Carlisle?” You whisper into the phone

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

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

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

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

“What’s going on?” He asks sternly

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

“Where are you?” Carlisle asks again

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

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

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

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

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

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

Liar

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

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

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

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

“What do you want?” She asks in fear

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

“What do you mean?” Bella asks confused

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Like they complete you?” You try and understand

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What happened?” James asks concerned

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Fuck you” you spit at him with a glare

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When will your heart break end?

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a-small-safe-place · 5 months

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Then, Nothing.

Yandere Cullen family

A/N: Renesmee is a platonic yandere. The rest of the Cullens are romantic yanderes for you, but it is mostly centered on Bella and Edward right now.

You met Renesmee in a park. You were babysitting a child for a family, and she happened to approach you. This child looked too grown to be the age she said but also looked too young to be anything older, and something about her was off-putting in an uncanny valley way. However, something compelled you to engage with her. She said she did not want to play with any of the other children. Renesmee said they were too ingenuous. That seemed like too big of a word for such a little girl. She talked your ear off, though. She said she does not "talk" much at home, and that it is easier just to be not verbal. That worried you; was this child being abused and forced to stay silent at home? Who even were her parents?

As if on cue, a very beautiful man and woman approached. They looked too young to be the girl’s parents, but also too similar to her to not be her parents. They were also more inhuman in appearance than Renesemee. The mom, Bella, was more welcoming than Renesmee’s father, Edward, who chose to remain standoffish.

Bella smiled and told you, “Renesmee doesn’t usually talk to people besides her family; you must be special.” Her tone sounded as if she had been flirting with you. You chose to ignore it. Maybe just because she was so inhumanly beautiful made it seem like she was flirting. “I don’t know about how special I am, but your daughter is certainly unique; she seems so bright for her age.”

Edward finally spoke up, but in a flat and uninterested tone, “she is; we are very proud.” An awkward silence settled over the area. Thankfully, the child you had been babysitting came up ready to go home.

You began to see them more and more around town. It seemed as if Renesmee could sniff you out in a second if she happened to be in the same area as you. You were relieved that you did not live in the area and lived in a part of town that was in a much lower tax bracket. If you did live in the area, it would not be surprising if Bella, Renesemee, or even Edward showed up at your doorstep. Edward was the most normal out of the three. Bella’s behavior was nice, but something about it felt awkward with a sinister undertone. If she looked different, it would seem more sincere, but something about all three of them made you want to run away as fast as you could despite their beauty. A driver for the family that you babysat for had seen them when picking up you and the child and joked that Bella and Edward were probably related given that they looked similar. He loved to gossip and asked you a million questions about them. You shuddered at the idea. That could explain why their daughter was so peculiar, but wouldn’t incest result in more physical deformities and not just strange behavior from a child? Even if they were related, they did not seem to be that close, definitely not siblings. Everything about them seemed the same but also different.

You tried your best not to think too much about it, but it got to the point where you would see at least one of them anytime you were out on that side of town. You were fine trying to avoid them; each time your excuse was along the lines of “oh they need this kiddo back home!” or some other similar response. That is until you ended up getting fired. The mom refused to say why, and she reacted in disgust when she saw you. Before this, both of the parents enjoyed having you as their sitter. It was a harsh dismissal. You decided to stop by the grocery store before going home. You needed something, anything, to make you feel better about your loss of work, and with the influence your last family had in the community, it was clear you would not be babysitting for a while. Or so you thought.

“Hello,” Edward’s voice sounded from behind you. He did not seem happy to be there. “Sorry,” You mumbled, scooting out of the way, assuming you were in front of something he needed. “I have a job for you,” He said cryptically. You turned around to face him feeling confused. Edward continued to talk. “It will pay well. I know you take care of children, and I wanted to take Bella somewhere on a date, and we do not have a sitter for Renesmee, and she has warmed up to you.”

“You want me to babysit?” You asked somewhat dumbly causing him to smile a bit and chuckle. “Yes, she has warmed up to you, and Bella thinks you are trustworthy. The only catch is that you have to care for her at our home. You may not leave when you are watching her, even if you have an emergency.” You weren't a fan of that stipulation, but you figured they would allow you to call them to come back in a dire situation.

“Okay, fine. When do I need to be there, and is this going to be a regular thing?” You asked. He seemed a little irritated that you're asking these questions. “Tonight. You will start now. It will be a regular job. You can follow me out to our house.”

You arrived at his and Bella’s home. It looked like it was designed by the best architect. Renesmee greeted you outside. “You're here! We are going to have so much fun! Come one! Come meet my family.” As she is dragging you in, Edward is driving away. He did not even mention when they will be back or how much you were getting paid exactly. He was probably making sure you would not take the money and leave. There are people inside. Four people, two guys, and two girls sit on the couch and sofa. You hear a few people in the kitchen. “These are my aunts and uncles! That's Uncle Emmett and Aunt Rosalie; they are married, and then Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper; they are married too. My Grandma Esme and Grandpa Carlisle are in the kitchen. Grandma wanted to make dinner for you… I mean us.” Two of them smile at you, the two dark-haired ones. The two blondes look mad and somewhat disgusted. This is weird. You have never babysat with people around. Why could the family not watch Renesmee? She seemed to like them just as much as you. Renesmee pulls you into the kitchen. Her grip is surprising for a little girl. A blonde man and a woman with caramel-colored hair are cooking. They look far too young to be a grandma and grandpa. Something about all of these people seems so familiar. As if you have seen them before. Not just on the rich side of town but on the poor side of town too, in your neighborhood. They both introduce themselves and clearly know your name as they greet you. “Are you hungry?” Esme asks, handing you a plate of food. It smells divine, but this has to be a trap. Most families prefer you not to eat a bunch on the job.

Renesmee grabs a plate and begins to eat. “It's so good! Grandma worked hard on it! You have to try it!” It is impossible to say no to her for some reason. You take a plate and take a few bites. It tastes wrong. There are hints of good flavor, but it is heavily covered up by the taste of medicine. The gravity of the situation hits you. “I need to excuse myself; I need a bathroom break.” The shakiness in your voice is clear. You pretend to go to the restroom, but book it to the door when you're out of sight. You see your keys are missing; even your phone has disappeared from your pocket. You step outside only to see your car missing. Suddenly you're grabbed from behind. This person is very strong but knows how to hold someone down without injuring them. You're stuck with a needle. Your life does not flash before your eyes, but each time you've seen these freaks in public flashes in your mind as your vision spins. A wave of calm lays over you. It is unwelcome because it feels unnatural, but it is too comforting for you to care as your vision goes in and out. You see some flashes of memories that do not belong to you. They are from a lower angle, so it has to be from Renesmee's mind. It is Carlisle assuring her that you are going to be safe because they all love you as much as she does.

Then, nothing. You're out like a light.

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angelsworks · 1 year

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Yandere!Edward Cullen x popular! Reader

Type: Oneshot

Request: Nope

Summary : After moving to a new school Edward Cullen finds his mate at the top of the social good chain.

Warnings: Controlling nature, yandere themes, high school.

This must have been some sort of joke by Alice. When she said she’d seen his mate Edward was over the moon; more than that, he was floating in space. Far above the moon in fact, closer to the Milky Way. After being alone for so long, finally finding his mate was a godsend.

What Alice seemed to leave out was the fact that you were the most popular person at forks high school, maybe even the most popular person in forks.

A week late (Y/N) arrived at Forks High school. The brightest smile he’d ever seen adorned your face, eyes full of stars. It was easy to see why everyone was so entranced by you.

You spoke to everyone, which might have sounded exaggerated, but Edward had seen you. Whatever social status these students had didn’t matter. Any reason to say hello and you did.

By the end of the day you’d told their whole year why you were a week late, some wildlife retreat in the mountains.

At lunch you sat with your main group, being the main entertainment for them all. Whether it was through an entertaining joke or some personal opinions you were sharing.

Throughout that first week he stayed back and watched you as they floated around school. To him you were an Angel. You were kind to everyone and he hadn’t heard you say a bad thing yet.

But he was getting angsty. You were either talking to someone else or being pestered by admirers for him to make his introduction. It got to a point where Emmet was teasing him at his inability to talk to his own mate.

The pull towards you was undeniable. Your scent would calm him, your voice would lull him into an impossible sleep, your thoughts came as brief flashes but were so interesting and whimsical.

Everything about you was perfect to him.

He wasn’t the only one who thought that unfortunately. He could count twenty people at least who thought about you romantically. He has the awful pleasure of hearing their every thought. The only resolve he has was listening to your own, brief as they were they weren’t filled with them.

His salvation came in the middle of week two in the form of a seating plan. Many of the teachers had realised that students couldn’t be trusted to sit with friends so they made seating plans.

Seeing as Edward was new for the most part the teachers assumed you two hadn’t met yet. It was this very thought that lead to him being sat with you for five lessons out of the many others.

It was here in an English class he could finally say hello.

For the first time since he’d seen you he could feel his dead heart beat as you spoke to him. Your smile lighting your face, eyes twinkling, thoughts filled with flashes of him.

It didn’t last long before your attention was taken from him and on to someone else. It wasn’t necessarily the other persons fault. You were just so bubbly, too bubbly if that’s possible.

It didn’t stop his thoughts from turning jealous and hateful. You were his mate not that you knew it and your attention should be on him.

In the next lesson he shared he convinced you to sit with him and his family at lunch. Telling you that they were all really shy and hadn’t spoke to many people yet. Of course that was how they wanted it.

You more than happily agreed, explaining that ordinarily you would have welcomed them yourself, but you were away and no one told you. You’d been too preoccupied with being in your own little human world.

The Cullens all made an effort to smile and act as human as possible. They even took bites out of the previously untouched food on their trays.

Not that you noticed. You happily chatted about the school and all the best things about it, from the inside scoop on teachers to the clubs on offer.

You asked your own set of questions to, about their home life and family. About doctor and Mrs cullen. Where they’d been before.

After that day you’d gone back to sitting with your friends. You’d smiled every time you saw any of the Cullens, Edward included. But it wasn’t enough. Not for Edward. He wanted to be more than just someone you smiled at. He felt like any other person in the hall; not your mate.

At this point he was feeling drastic, not that it was unheard of for him to be. He called upon his siblings for help.

From that point while you spoke to your friends a feel of boredom filled your being. It could have been the funniest story in the world; but it just felt mediocre.

After a couple of weeks you started to feel really bad. You didn’t understand why you were being such a bad friend.

Jasper told Edward about this adding to his own suspicions from reading your mind. He asked Jasper to further help him out.

Edward made more of an effort to catch you alone. And Jasper made an effort to fill you with so much joy during that time, that it became undeniable you enjoyed Edward’s company more.

Soon you were having lunch with the reclusive Cullens more. Along with sitting with Edward in classes and hanging out after school. It all became very Edward centred, which is what he wanted.

Through no fault of your own you’d isolated yourself from your friends, from everyone. One planned to confront you about it. Alice however saw this in her visions, telling Edward who convinced Rosalie to be especially mean to that friend.

It didn’t stop them though. When they came to you to tell you how mean Rosalie had been, you didn’t believe them. Telling them she’d only ever been nice to you and everyone else. You brushed them off, causing them to get annoyed. Calling you out on your distance.

It made you highly upset. Giving Edward a chance to get closer to you. He was able to hold you as you cried and his heart swelled.

His plans had worked extremely well. So well in fact that it was easy getting you to accept his offer to take you out on a date. From there your relationship only grew.

That one friend kept interfering though. Edward brushed them off, telling you it was natural to spend more time with a partner and that they were just jealous.

When they kept being an issue for your relationship Edward decided to take it into his own hands. He took care of that friend. He was careful not to do anything that will alter his amber eyes.

You were heartbroken of course, to hear that they’d disappeared in the woods. It wasn’t an unusual occurrence. But saddening none the less.

His family had their suspicions, but they valued his happiness over his moral ambiguity.

Eventually Edward decided to tell you about his vampiric nature. It went down well of course with Jasper’s help.

Any chance of you leaving was seen by Alice, your moods were controlled by Jasper and Edward has a keyhole view into your mind.

He decides not to tell you about their gifts just yet.

Not until your turned and by his side forever.

#yandere #yandere twilight #edward cullen #edward cullen x reader #yandere edward cullen #yandere cullen #dark #edward cullen fan fiction #edward cullen oneshot

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mykinkyyandere · 8 months

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Alice grabbed you by the arm and smiled. "Hi! What are you doing all by yourself? Come!" She dragged you to Jasper's side and pushed you a little towards him. "Jasper has missed you so much."

He didn't leave his intense eyes of you, even for a moment. He slowly touched your warm cheek as if he was pain. "You're so pretty. And... you smell so good."

"Jasper!" Alice frowned. "Don't scare her. She's sensitive."

"Yeah..." Slowly, he lowered his hand to the curve of your waist, causing you to arch your back. "Yeah, I know." He smiled.

#yandere alice cullen #yandere jasper cullen #yandere jasper hale #alice x jasper x reader #yandere twilight

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indecisive-capricorn · 2 months

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Yandere Cullens Family's Reactions to You Attempting to Escape:

WARNINGS: Yandere, running away, mature language, manipulation, toxic relationship, gaslighting, etc.

SUMMARY: You tried to run away from your kidnapper lover but your attempt failed and now you have to face the consequences of your actions. Problem is, how will your beloved yandere react to it and what are the punishments that lie ahead for you?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: We had the Volturi guards and now, we'll have the Cullens! I guess, I'm in my active writing era for tumblr, so don't be surprised if I end up posting a whole lot more. It can be about Twilight or even other fandoms. I'll definitely be posting more for Miguel O'Hara too. Also, I was supposed to post this later on but it got put on queue and I didn't know how to put it out of the list, so I apologize if it seems a little rushed.

MASTERLIST: Feel free to check out my other works! :)

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EDWARD CULLEN aka THE MIND READER

He's a mind reader. That is the only thing you need to know about him to know that it's useless to even try to escape because Edward is already reading your mind to see the potential plans of your escape. He'll do everything to ensure you won't escape and if you managed to find a single hint that could bring your hopes up to do so, he'll immediately eliminate it by fixing the problem. If you had somehow— no one knows precisely how —managed to find an escape, then just know that he'll find you soon enough. Not even just because of his abilities as a vampire since he can easily track down your scent with them, but also because well— he can read your mind. Edward will know where you desperately want to go to and he'll know about the decisions that you'll make as you try to escape. So, good luck but it's practically impossible, unless you managed to outsmart him by thinking of some sort of distraction. But yeah, it's almost impossible because he's constantly reading your mind! Very nosy indeed for a vampire but even worse as a yandere vampire.

CARLISLE CULLEN aka THE DOCTOR

He would be disappointed. Carlisle isn't the type to get angry at people, but he would get disappointed in you when you try to run away because he thought you knew better than to do that. Honestly, out of everyone in the family, Carlisle is the yandere who gives the most freedom to his darling partner. Carlisle gives a lot of trust to you but after your attempt escape, which was most likely ruined because of another family member, he will definitely be keeping a closer eye on you. Carlisle will either give you a scolding after your escape or he will be quite silent while checking if you got any injuries while being outside. The latter is actually scarier than the first because it's unusual for Carlisle to be giving you the silent treatment and it would mean that he would be more cautious and give you less freedom from then on. However, instead of immediately locking you up in the house after your attempt escape, Carlisle will show you all the reasons to keep you in the house. It could be by showing you the wounds and deaths caused by a rogue vampire or even just by bringing you to the hospital to show you the potential wounds you could get by being outside.

ALICE CULLEN aka THE PSYCHIC

Same situation as Edward. She's a psychic. Alice can easily check through her gift when you feel even the slightest want to go against her. She'll immediately fix the problem and spend more time with you and be much more attentive too. However, if you decide to rebel against her far too many times, she might just let you attempt an escape. Under her watchful eye, of course, since she doesn't want anything to happen to her precious darling but Alice is sure she can make an accident or two happen around you or maybe worsen your day with some horrible mannered humans to get you thinking that going outside and rebelling against her isn't worth it. She'll be faking her worries when you finally decide to come back home to her and she'll fuss all over your health. Alice might hide it from you but she is strategic and quite smart, especially when it concerne you. Your attempt had also given Alice a chance to guilt trip you into being her personal dress up doll. Not that you already weren't before, but things are certainly much smoother if you follow her order like a sweet darling right?

ROSALIE HALE-CULLEN aka THE BEAUTY

Rosalie would be scoffing at your attempt. She's definitely annoyed and angry at you, but she is also blaming herself for it. Rosalie should have known you would try to escape and she probably had a feeling on that as well, yet she still decided to trust her darling. You could say that she considered it as a test to see your loyalty to her, one in which you had failed horribly. After she has finally calmed down from her anger, which could take a few days, she will return to you with a sweet smile and continue treating you as her precious jewel like she usually does. Now, you can ignore her attempts to win you back over with her charms and even insult her for it, but do remember that Rosalie could be the sweetest person in the world towards her darling, constantly spoiling you with affection and cherishing you with her gentle words. Her actions causes you to be awfully conflicted about your want to escape because why would you want to get away from someone who loves you more than anything in the world? Your doubts could be added if you had terrible partners in the past.

JASPER HALE-CULLEN aka THE SOLDIER

Jasper will definitely be hurt. I mean, which yandere wouldn't feel hurt at some point if their darling tries to escape? But out of everyone, Jasper is the one who shows it the most. He's trying so hard to adjust for his darling on everything. He had made renovations to his home, specifically to accomodate to your taste and comfort. He had to endure more trainings to keep his blood thirst under control because he doesn't want to hurt you, and so much more. Jasper doesn't expect you to return anything, not even your affections since he understands he needs to earn it, but you attempting to escape is almost like you were dismissing all of his efforts in one go or even worse, you didn't give a shit about them in the first place and that was what probably hurted him the most. Jasper will probably get stricter with you after that. He had tried to be fair and tried to respect your space before and to be quite honest, he is the yandere who gives the most freedom to you after Carlisle. His only rule was for you to not leave him. But you had to break the rule and now, you'll pay for the consequences.

ESME CULLEN aka THE LOVER

Esme has the same reaction as Jasper. She's hurt but she is also confused as well. Esme is really patient and she understands that you needed time and space to adjust living in her house, your new and sudden home that was completely foreign to you, and she's trying hard to get you adjusted and be as comfortable as possible. Like Jasper, she's doing everything she can for your comfort but unlike Jasper, she expects your acceptance in return. It's not as if she is expecting it in a cruel type of way with the mindset that she's doing something for you, so you should do something for her. No, Esme is nothing like that. However, Esme made sure she was doing everything right and she expected for your relationship with her to go more smoothly, not for you to suddenly escape. Your failed escape made her think she did something wrong, but she's confused because she had done everything right so far. Esme never forced you to return your affections, she wanted to slowly earn it, which is why after your failed escape, she had a talk with you and asked you why you tried to leave. Esme knows that she's flawed but she wants to improve herself and do everything she can to fix the problem but in no world would she ever let you go.

EMMETT CULLEN aka THE JOKER

Emmett is silent. He was so fucking silent that it actually scared you more than if he got angry at you and he had never gotten angry at you either but it's probably much better than the silent treatment you're getting. No teasings or even some bad jokes. Heck, not even his cheesy pick up lines. Emmett still takes care of you and spend time with you during his silent treatment though. He still cooks meals for you and cuddles with you while watching a horror movie, which is actually his favourite activity to do with you, but he still didn't say a single word. And it was starting to get to you as well. You had no one else besides Emmett in the house, sometimes his "siblings" would visit, but they don't talk much with you and you were beginning to slowly grow insane from the lack of conversations. It didn't matter how long it took but after some time, you broke down and begged for Emmett to speak to you because if the silent treatment continued on, you were sure you would go completely insane. Emmett was surprised when you begged him but he was pleased as well. He was silent all this time in order to make him more tolerable to you, but Emmett also knew that he would eventually break you and hoped it would be enough to get you to want to talk to him.

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What Lingers - Dark!Edward Cullen x F!Reader (18+)

Plot: Edward Cullen doesn't know how to handle his crush on the new clerk at his favourite book store. Warnings: NSFW, Dark/yandere Edward, unhealthy obsessive thoughts, sexual thoughts (Edward descends into being a bit of a weirdo perv), Edward gets himself off Word count: 2436 Part 2 (coming soon, send in reqs/ideas!)

A/N: My first fic on this account! I haven't written in a while so I may be a little rusty, please bare with me! I didn't have much time to fully proofread this because I just wanted to get it out, so it may be a little awkward and have some mistakes, sorry! If you like this, feel free to send in requests for a part 2 (I'm thinking of writing it in in reader's pov?) or just any requests in general!

At first, Edward Cullen had thought he was dying. His throat had tightened more than he had thought possible, his mouth dried of all venom, he suddenly couldn't remember how to fake the motions of breathing, and despite knowing that it was impossible for his heart to do anything, he couldn't decide if his heart was being squeezed by some otherworldly force, or was kickstarted into a rapid beating that reverberated throughout his body and sounded in his ears like a drum. He quickly ran through his knowledge of vampiric bodies and health, but came up with nothing that could explain what was happening to him, nothing that could clarify why the mere sight of you had elicited such a visceral reaction from him.

Initially, you didn't seem like anyone particularly special. From your thoughts he discovered you were a writer, daydreaming about the draft you were working on as you were leaned against the wooden book store counter, head lazily rested upon your right hand while the left absently drew shapes onto the antique surface. Occasionally, the thought of your cat would interrupt your brainstorming daydream. A chubby orange tabby that was intelligent in all the wrong things and stupid in the rest, who seemed to cause you endless trouble. You were worried he had turned on the tap to drink from it again, an irksome habit he had that often ran up your water bill as he didn't know how to turn it off. None of your thoughts seemed to stick out to him as something of importance, but admittedly being present in your mind brought him a sense of peace he hadn't felt before. With shy hesitation he would even admit to himself that it somehow felt endearing.

Edward did have to give you credit, you certainly were beautiful by human standards. However, after spending decades around Rosalie and other vampires that had been blessed with an unnatural level of beauty made you seem more mundane to him than you would have appeared to a regular human. The more he thought about it though, the more he found he liked that about you. The pimple that lay just underneath your cheekbone, the natural reddish flush to your lips from a functioning circulatory system, the slight frizz to your hair, the rhythmic sound of air being pushed in and out of your body, and the oh so human eyes that looked up from the desk and met his. You were imperfect, flawed, starkly different from himself who had been biologically engineered to be irresistibly perfect from the first bite Carlisle inflicted upon him. You were intoxicating. Suddenly, Edward understood.

"Oh- Uhm- Sorry- Ah!" You jolted up, quickly shifting from your relaxed lean into a stiff, well postured, standing position as you tripped over your words. Edward could hear your heartbeat speed up. With your thoughts a current incoherent jumble, he was left to wondering if it was out of shock from his presence, or a flustered reaction to his appearance.

You cleared your throat, "Y/n. Hi. I work here now, just moved into town a week ago. Can I help you with anything?" A smile appeared on your face, but one that seemed to come from a place of general kindness (and a little embarrassment), rather than the normal customer service mask people put on. It was a scene Edward wished could wrap around his whole body, holding him tenderly in a sea of gentle warmth.

Thousands of replies appeared in his head, things he could say to charm you, things that could make you swoon, words that could make you laugh (a sound he was certain would be an imperfect crackling melody he would play on repeat in his mind), but when he opened his mouth, none of the above came out.

"Machiavelli." Edward wanted to disintegrate into the floor. He was supposed to start off with a smooth line to make you want to talk to him more, not the first author to appear in his head. Who even randomly thinks of Machiavelli anyways? "Sorry, I'm Edward Cullen. My family was the newest ones in town until a week ago I suppose. I'm looking for anything you might have by Machiavelli." He recovered, playing it safe but still flashing you a dazzling smile that always seemed to charm those who saw it.

You looked away from him. He tried not to clench his fists in frustration. He decided that he enjoyed when you looked at him, he liked looking at the many flecks of different hues and shades that made up your irises. So sweetly imperfect.

"Machiavelli..." You pondered, a finger pressing itself into the plush, slightly chapped surface of your lips. You were running through the layout of the store in your mind, trying to remember where it would be located. Edward felt a little bad for wasting your time, he knew the book store's layout in and out. He didn't actually ever come here to buy anything (although he did so quite often to ensure it would stay in business), but rather the usually empty store was a haven for him where he could pretend to be human again while escaping the constant barrage of other beings private thoughts.

"Okay! I think I remember where it would be, follow me!" You looked back at him with a smile. You didn't have to tell him twice, he would stay on your tail as long as you would let him (and perhaps even longer after that, if he was being honest with himself), your presence being a strawberry scented sirens song that he couldn't seem to want to pull himself away from.

"Of course, lead the way," Edward spoke with a slight grin, finding the words ironic. In reality it was him, the covert apex predator of the animal kingdom, who would be herding you like a sheep wherever he wished.

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As he stared at your phone number in his hands, the sheet of paper growing softer and more fragile while he toyed with it, Edward Cullen tried to decide that he hated you. It wasn't your fault at all, you had been nothing but perfectly pleasant and kind to him while he was in your presence, but instead it was his own.

You were kind, sweet, caring, imperfect. Those traits flowed through your veins, they even wafted in the air around you, pulling people close to you. After his first slip up with his words, everything between you two went exactly as he wished it would, and your feelings of curiosity towards him combined with the innately biological pull to his honeypot of inhuman beauty led to him getting your phone number. Everything went perfectly in his favour, and that was the problem.

Out of his family it was Rosalie who resented humans the most, and Jasper who kept the most distance from them, but even though he didn't fall at the extreme end of the spectrum, Edward wasn't a big fan of them either. He looked down on them as weaker life forms, sheep disgustingly careless around wolves, a sentiment he was smart enough to know came from a place of jealousy and sorrow, but still not something he harbored enough strength to get over and befriend one... that was until he saw you.

You made him selfish. His hand trembled as the ten endearingly messily inked numbered stared back at him tauntingly. You made him selfish and he hated you and he had to stop being around you. Something about you, your simplicity, your messiness, every imperfect mannerism that overflowed with life drew him in. Edward couldn't deny his nature when you clouded his senses with envy and awe. It was like the scorpion and the frog, Hades and Persephone. He was a hunter designed to lure you into false security before inevitably striking. He knew he couldn't be pure around you, you were a lamb and himself a lion, not a domesticated dog and cat. Biology and the food chain would triumph over his wishes soon enough, he would be an idiot to not know it.

But even so, a voice in his mind nagged at him, making him weak at the knees with bliss at the thought of giving into it. Hadn't he earned the right to be a little selfish? Aside from his rebellious stage, Edward had been so so perfect, a word he grew more sick of by the day. A word that seemed to wrap itself around his throat and tighten oh so slowly as time went on, now an unbearable pressure he was sure could snap his neck. You were everything he wasn't, everything he needed, you were ambrosia while he was on his deathbed. Could he really be faulted for just a sip?

Of course he didn't mean that literally. Although he knew that being close to you would surely end up with his lips stained crimson with blood and sin, there were ways around it. A junkie always finds a way.

Edward Cullen entered your number into his phone, staring at the blank space for him to type in a message for what felt like an eternity before turning it off completely. It wouldn't be the same to communicate digitally. He wanted you in person, laid bare in front of him, your thoughts not even kept private. He wanted to worship you softly, to expose himself to you fully, for his need and adoration for all that you are as an imperfect, truly human, life filled being. And as his thoughts delved deeper into all that you were, his thoughts took on a double meaning.

Edward had never done this before. He knew he was repressed, he was a religious boy from a much more conservative time that had long passed, and he was fine with that. But, he deserved to be selfish. He had never truly indulged himself, who could blame him for what he was about to do? Especially when it was your fault, you were making him imperfect as well.

His porcelain hand brought the now fragile sheet of paper to his nose, and as he breathed deeply he deluded himself into believing a trace of your aura still lingered on it. His hand hesitantly trailed down to his crotch, his fingers lightly touching the bulge through the fabric of his khakis. The foreign sensation made him let out a small whine that he quickly stifled by biting his lip. He was home alone, his family gone to visit the Denali's for a few days during the schools spring break, but it wasn't because he feared being heard that he stopped himself from making noise, but rather a nagging feeling of shame that faded more and more into the background as he slowly rubbed his bulge harder and faster.

He wondered if God was watching him as he undid his pants, pulling down his boxer-briefs with a hesitancy that seemed to flow away the more he melted into the nagging desire to indulge. If he was being watched, Edward decided God had no right to be angry. It was he who decided to put the most tempting creature in the world right where Edward would meet her, he should have known this would happen. Edward wasn't to blame, he was doing what any person would have done in his situation, and what was life anyways without indulgence?

With another deep inhale, Edward grew more confident. Using his leaking tip as lubricant, he began to quickly stroke his length. There was no point in taking things slowly, he had spent his whole life pent up and teased, why would he do it to himself?

Edward thought of what you would do to him. Your deep pink tongue licking from his balls to his tip, your utterly indecent and irresistible eyes, oh so filled with life, gazing up at him tenderly. The thought made him let out a small groan he couldn't stifle in time. Edward thought of how your skin would feel under his touch, smooth and warm with the occasional blemish. He wanted to slowly run his hand up your bare thigh, watching you squirm with need as he showed you just a fraction of what his life was like.

His hand moved faster and faster and he thought of earlier that day, the way you stumbled upon your words when you first saw him. He decided he would coax you into talking during intimacy, wanting to see how you tripped and fumbled the words of praise for him that would flow out of your mouth as he showed you that drinking blood wasn't the only thing his mouth was good for. He would be a bit clumsy in the beginning, but that would be okay for you, wouldn't it? You don't demand perfection, you're soaked in the opposite, and that is perfect to him.

One more inhale had his brain melt, his hand speeding up as much as he can take as he wonders if he'll be your first too. Surely he will be. If this experience taught him anything, it would be that you were made for him, and as he had never felt this pull to anyone else before, he was inclined to believe he was made for you too. He let out a growl as he thought about someone else laying a hand on you, deciding he should just claim you when the opportunity arises, painting your skin with his-

His loud moans turned to heavy pants, not from lack of air that he doesn't need, but from the intensity of what he had just done. The white liquid flowed down his tip and fist, and a sense of freedom rushed over him. He wasn't bad for this, he was doing what anyone else would do. You were rubbing off on him after just one interaction, making him oh so perfectly imperfect.

He grabbed a tissue from the box that had been placed on the table beside his couch for show, and wiped himself off, tossing the soiled tissue into the trash. His eyes went to his phone, which he turned on with a soft click. He felt better about everything, about himself, about you. What was life without indulgence?

Hello, It's Edward Cullen from the book store. Would you like to get coffee together soon?

He smiled to himself after typing out and sending his message, his hand bringing the piece of paper to his nose one last time, craving your essence, not wanting to miss even a hint of what lingers.

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busycucumbermelon · 4 months

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The Cullens' Treasure

Summary: After befriending a new kid at your school, you soon realize your brother only focuses on his girlfriend and partying. you got fed up and decided to ask your new friends for help.

Part 2 of our coven mate

Warning: threats, unwanted, physical, touch, mention of child endangerment

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The buzz of your alarm clock woke you up out of your deep slumber. You glanced over at the clock - 5:30. Here comes the rush of your morning. Get up, make breakfast, wake your brother, and wake the kids. Bathe them and get them dressed, make sure they have all their homework done. Then you're part of the morning. You'd usually just let them play while you take a shower, get dressed, do your hair, and double-check that you have everything you need for the day. Out the door at 7:00!

The kids got to school around 10 minutes before they needed to, but the staff there had a schedule with you and your brother. You could drop them off early and they could spend some time in the classroom doing their own thing. Today, you took a few minutes to encourage Sarah and Melanie. The two of them would be giving the new girl attending their school, the tour. Carter didn't really want to walk around with his sisters and a random girl though, so he would just be playing in one of the classrooms.

Your brother didn't accompany you while you were talking to your siblings. Currently, you and him were having a fight, but that wasn't going to stop you from being the best big sister you could as always. You gave your little siblings a kiss and went back to the Jeep.

"you know, it would be nice if you at least got out of the car and put yourself aside for your little siblings."

"Oh, shut it! I'm tired. Me and Olivia were up all night." You whipped your head towards your brother so fast you were sure you'd get whiplash.

Recently, all that had been talked about was your brother's girlfriend Olivia. You had nothing against her; she was a sweet, loving girl. However, your brother was skipping shifts while still begging you to clock in for him. You were basically working double time because of him.

On top of that, when you got home, you had to take care of two sick little girls and a cranky little boy who was trying to make sure his sisters were okay. Yet, your brother still had the audacity to complain about it.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm trying to take care of a family, while working, and making sure my little siblings are okay. Melanie has cancer, and Sarah's hydrocephalus doesn't exactly make everything all okay with her. We're lucky Carter doesn't have anything similar, or we wouldn't be able to pay for food, the rent, school, hospital bills. You don't care about any of that though, just Olivia!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I don't want to spend my entire life with my annoying sister and little siblings that, honestly, could just die for all I care."

The last thing you wanted to hear was your brother ranting about everything, especially bringing kids into it. These were your little siblings, the last trace you had of your parents, and the fact that he just wanted them to die hurt.

The rest of the car ride, you were quiet, crying out of your window, happy you decided not to put on makeup this morning, otherwise, this would be a whole other scene.

When the two of you pulled up to school, you grabbed your bag up from the floor and jumped out of the jeep, slamming the door behind you. The first person you saw that day was Olivia, running up to the car. She looked like she was going to give you a hug, but then second-guessed herself and went to your brother’s side of the car instead.

She probably noticed how upset you were and realized that it wasn't her place to comfort you, since the two of you hadn't always been on the best terms.

In your distress, you didn't notice the new fancy cars parked next to you, until now. As you stormed past, you could make out the people inside. The first car closest to you had a blonde with slightly wavy hair wearing a floral green top, a white scarf, and jeans. They were pretty pale, just like the guy on the passenger seat. You didn't give them more than a glance as you continued to walk across the parking lot.

When you got closer to the school building, you saw your two closest friends standing there - Chris and Crystal.

Crystal was the first to notice the tear stains on your cheeks. Chris was too oblivious, pulling you into a hug. It was exactly what you needed. After an argument with your brother, you knew they wouldn't ask any details or harp on it too long.

Although the company of your friends was comforting for you, it wasn't for the people sitting in their cars behind you -

Jasper and Bella, sitting in the parked cars behind you, had their eyes closed, just to make sure nothing happened once you went inside with your friends. As soon as you stepped inside, they opened their eyes again,

You were quiet as you watched your two best friends chatting while walking down the hallway. The tiredness was starting to slowly set in, but you weren't too worried about that. Even your teacher had made an agreement with you. As long as you got good grades, she would let you sleep in class. So, you tried to engage in the conversation as much as you could, even if it made you exhausted, as it usually did talking to the two idiots you called friends.

"No, I'm saying Natalie and her roommate disappeared." Natalie was one of the popular girls in school. You weren't friends with her or her roommate, but this was where the gossip would usually go.

"Maybe something happened to Natalie's roommate and she's just looking after them," you added to the conversation, providing your own speculation.

"No, no. Well, maybe, I guess no one knows. Did you guys hear? Sounds like we might be able to get out of a little bit of work in gym today. It sounds like we'll just be sparring and you know how the gym teacher is. He's so sexist - he won't let any of the girls participate," Crystal always hated gym class. Her excuse was she had really bad hand eye coordination.

"Uhhhhh." Chris was obviously not excited to fight one of his friends in front of a bunch of girls.

"Yup," Rose teased, throwing an arm around your waist, and pulling you into her. If Chris decided to hit her, this was always her ploy to use you as a human shield.

"Alright, alright. You idiot, let me go to class." Crystal walked away, heading for her Spanish class and telling Chris that she'd see him in gym.

You walked into your English class, saying hello to your teacher, and took a seat at your usual table. You didn't like sitting next to the window, so you took the seat right next to it. No one usually sat around you because well, you wouldn't be much help. You usually just fell asleep and as you did everyday, you put on your hood and put your head down in your arms.

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Everything for English went perfectly smooth, even with you sleeping through the entire class with your notebook under your arm. Jasper took down notes for you, periodically looking at the clock to look at your reflection. Bella sat behind you, staring at the clock for the majority of the class. if you had been awake, you would've thought she'd had enough of school already, or she just really wanted to see her partner. You'd seen Divine do it multiple times before, and it could only be assumed it was the same for Bella.

Next was Biology to, as usual, you sat by yourself. Usually, you'd pair up with some acquaintances that you had in that class, For this class, you were sitting next to one of the new students, Emmett.

Seeing him immediately brought you back to the parking lot, You just stared straight ahead, deep in thought, not taking in a word your teacher said, as you thought about what happened earlier that morning.

You scanned the room, and sure enough, you were able to recognize the girl who was sitting with Emmett in the car. She was pretty and had paper-white skin, something you hadn't noticed when you were walking past her. Maybe it was because your eyes were blurry with tears?

A small part of you was kind of worried, though. It wasn't even possible for some one to be that light. Maybe vitiligo, or a lack of sunlight? Or, maybe they just didn't go out a lot?

But before you could think too much on it, the professor started the lesson. Today, you were going over chemical bonds. It sounded complicated from what you could gather before you started to space out. In the corner of your eye, you noticed that Rosalie and Emmett had a close eye on you.

What did their proximity to you mean? You had no idea, but as you started to space out on the lesson, you couldn't help but pay more attention to the duo than anything else in the class.

"When you think of bonds, you may not think of ions, like most people you probably think of bonds between people - like-." After that, the professor started speaking again, although, just like earlier, you started to space out as soon as he did once again.

It seemed like he wasn't planning on giving a long spiel and was going to give you a paper or partner work regardless. Either way, you were pretty sure that spacing out wouldn't hurt that much. You'd already slept through English today, and you'd been fine.

You ended up resting your hand on the table as you began gazing into one of the walls. Sitting in the back middle of the class, it was pretty much far-fetched for the teacher to notice you and call you out. On top of that, the majority of teachers knew of your home arrangement and would give you much more leeway than the rest of your classmates.

Your hand on the table felt like something was slowly taking away some heat. It started at your pinky and a little bit of your wrist. When you glanced over to your new table-mate, you saw that he had his hand next to yours and was tapping the table.

What do you make of this? Do you just keep staring ahead? Or, do you try to get a better look at what he's doing and maybe even talk to him? Just as all these questions started to swirl around in your brain the teacher told all the students that they would be choosing partners.

As kids scattered around the classroom to find a partner, you noticed your table mate quickly look over at the girl from the parking lot. Their gaze was intense and it looked like they were whispering or mouthing something to each other. The motion was almost fluid, it was as if they were having a personal conversation of some sort. But, they weren't yelling or getting loud, and the situation was so tense that you had the impression that they were discussing something else... like, a secret! What was it about though?… As your table mate moved his hand, his arm flexed and muscles contracted, as if he was holding back from reaching out to you or trying to make some point or comfort himself. You couldn't quite tell what his motive was, but something was definitely on his mind...and it made you curious.

"Hey there!"

Nella was as sweet as her nickname and was not like any of the other students who treated new students like freaks at a circus. She had a natural gift for making friends anywhere she went.

"So I was wondering," Nella says. "But it's all up to you." She pauses, "I know you don't really like partnering up with people you're not really comfortable with, and I totally get that."

"But," she continues, "I was thinking, maybe one of us," she gestures to you and herself, "each could partner up with one of the new kids?"

You nod in agreement, as the group of remaining students breaks out into hushed chatter, discussing partnerships and strategies.

A small, nagging voice in the back of your mind was telling you this was a mistake, but it was too late now. Nella was already off to find the girl from the parking lot. It made you feel awful that that was all you really knew about her.

You turned to see your table mate, his eyes fixated on you. Everything in you told you that this was a bad decision and you were right. He asked the question you feared, only serving to confirm your suspicions.

"So we're partners?" his voice sounds off. Though you've never heard him speak before, something feels wrong. The way he spoke...it was weird.

Fear and worry took hold of you as he asked the question, afraid that you had made a mistake.

"No, this is all in my head," you tell yourself. "I'm being paranoid. There is nothing to worry about; I'm probably just on edge since I've been feeling so emotional all day."

Then, you hear your table mate ask you a question, which makes your heart start racing all over again.

"so what's your name? I don't think you've told me yet." His tone was so friendly, that you almost forgot what you were panicking about.

"Y/n, what's your name?" You're noticeably calmer now and are actually able to focus on your partner. You decide to ignore those intrusive thoughts and take a deep breath to remain in control.

"I'm Emmett," he says, "and your friend is partnered with Rosalie" he adds, as if that explains everything. The fact that he dropped that information without any sort of preamble makes you wonder if he was just making a casual observation or maybe he noticed you were kind of nervous up

As the class continued, you were mostly tuned out. However, you were surprised to realize that Emmett was doing most of the work. It was as if your table mate had a hidden talent for understanding this stuff that you just couldn't comprehend.

Rosalie also caught your attention; she frequently looked over at you, but it was never nerve-racking or intimidating. It felt...natural and normal.

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In your Spanish class, you need to discussed something with Crystal. You anxiously rocked back-and-forth on your heels, waiting for her outside English classroom. You always walked together, and you needed someone to talk to about your feelings and how weird class was.

You also felt uncomfortable with the way the town perceived the new kids. They gave you bad vibes, and you just couldn't fully trust them.

Although Crystal wasn't the first one out of the classroom, a new girl was. You had never seen her around, so you suspected she was new to town.

When she spotted you, the new girl quickly stopped in her tracks. She bit her bottom lip and quickly continued walking.

Although you hadn't spoken a single word to the new girl, you could tell there was something else in her mind. It seemed like she wanted to approach you, but was hesitant to do so...

And before you knew it, Crystal was right in front of you with a small smile pulling at the corner of her lips, hoping you would indulge in the drama.

"She's a bit strange, isn't she?" Crystal whispers and pauses for a moment. "She goes by the name of Alice, and we are sitting next to each other."

With that, Crystal quickly moves on. Beginning to walk to Spanish class.

"Well, in every single one of my classes there's been a new student, and I was partnered with one of them. Alice seemed pretty okay, so maybe you should just give her a chance."

You paused, unsure of what to say next. You felt so anxious and stressed out by the whole situation, but you didn't want to sound like you were complaining or making excuses.

So instead, you decided to keep it quick and concise. "I've been a little stressed out lately and the new kids don't really help."

"God, it's your brother and Olivia again. I hate them," Crystal says in an annoyed tone. "I know they're in love or whatever, but she can't just throw away all the responsibilities he has."

She got really upset when it seemed like someone was screwing you over, especially with Olivia since the two of them hadn't gotten along too well. You, however, felt conflicted. You understood your brother's anger, but your siblings would be distraught if they heard what he had said.

You tried to keep your attention on Crystal, but you kept getting sucked back into your own thoughts. After getting thrown back into your thoughts for what felt like the hundredth time, a tap on your shoulder brought you back to reality. You looked over at Crystal, who now wore a bright red flush on her cheeks.

As you looked over, you saw a new student. He was a tall, buff guy, obviously Crystal's type. His teeth were sharp, and his hair looked greasy, like he'd been sweating.

"Excuse me, could you tell me where Spanish is?" he asked. His tone came across as a bit demanding and harsh. You didn't know what his problem was, but you were quick to jump as he seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

He quickly apologized for scaring you. He explained that he was in a rush, which was why his tone sounded a bit harsh. He was just kinda frazzled, since he didn't really know anyone in his new school.

In that moment, Crystal shot her shot and began trying to push you out of the conversation. She knew you were stressed, and she wanted to take control of the situation.

Jacob and Crystal continued their conversation as they walked to Spanish class together. Although his eyes occasionally gazed your way, you felt comfortable; it wasn't the same as everyone else looking at you with some weird thing in their eyes.

Jake was enjoying the conversation; he seemed comfortable and happy to talk. He reminded you of the time when your brother and you were on the same team and felt like the two of you could take on anything together.

Once you made it into the classroom, you moved to your seat. You typically went on autopilot at this point, distracted by your daydreams. But today, you were having just a little too much fun eavesdropping on Jake and Crystal's conversation

Slowly but surely, Crystal and Jake make their way to you. If Jake had been in a different Spanish class, you were positive Crystal would have followed him.

you decided it would be better if you stopped eavesdropping and simply let your eyes wander around the classroom. You were curious to see if your conspiracy theory about every single one of the new kids being in your classes was actually true...

And sure enough, one of the new students was Alice from before. Her eyes seemed to stare at you with a blank, empty expression. It was almost as if she was dead, like a zombie, waiting for the right moment to pounce. Before you could give it too much thought, you grabbed your pencil pouch and laid out a few of your favorite colors on your desk.

This class wasn't your favorite, and you typically stuck to monotone colors when taking notes. But this could be an exception, especially because Alice was sitting so close to you.

Jake and Crystal's conversation began to taper off as Jake continued to look down at his phone. His eyes occasionally lingered on you and Alice , but you were only getting most of this information from Crystal.

Since the lesson had already begun, you chose to pay attention to what Miss Glosson was teaching. Despite all your curiosity about the new students, you decided it was best to try and focus on studying instead of getting distracted.

As Crystal and Jake's conversation died off, Allison and Jake were now involved in their own stare down. Each of them waited for the other to make the first move, deciding between who would finally budge and move.

Edward had been sending everyone texts throughout the day detailing your thoughts. You had a really bad gut feeling and you felt like this whole situation was kind of freaking you out. However, the Cullens were known for their stubbornness and unwillingness to do what they didn't want to do, The hardest thing was that Jake didn't want to see the same thing happen to you as it did to Bella. You were anxious and had your own issues to deal with. You didn't need a clan of vampires desperate for your attention, especially not with their abilities.

The Cullens were stubborn, especially when they wanted something. This was going to turn out to be way more than Jake thought it would be.

At some point, Alice finally broke when she looked at you and then down at her phone. Jasper and Edward both texted her, presumably worried about your weird vibes and how odd they made you feel.

Jasper expressed concern over your emotions, saying they were "off."

Edward also weighed in, saying you were going through a lot. He mentioned your worries about your family, school, and also made a mention about the staring contest between Alice and Jacob, which was definitely not helping your stress levels. There was always a slight hint of mint whenever you were thinking about school, and your family, The flavor either varied between vibrant, cherry, or strawberry for positive thoughts, or sour for negative feelings.

When you were stressed in particular, it was a bland flavor. A taste that was salty and extremely stale, like everything just went away. An empty void of flavors. It was almost like eating food without salt or any seasoning. Like a stale bread crust, devoid of any flavor.

At some point, Alice finally broke when she looked at you and then down at her phone. Jasper and Edward both texted her, presumably worried about your weird vibes and how odd they made you feel.

Jasper expressed concern over your emotions, saying they were "off."

Alice couldn't believe what was happening. She couldn't believe Jake was staring at her like she had anything harmful in mind towards you. She was there to protect you, to cherish you, to do anything for you.

How dare he think she could do something to harm you?! It was crazy to even think she could do anything like that. That was just ridiculous and out of the question.

Jacob finally looked down at his phone. He almost snarled at the way the Cullens talked about you. They spoke about you as if you were already part of the family, like you had already accepted their offer.

The fact that Jasper talked so freely about your emotions made Jacob even more frustrated. Just because he could taste them, didn't mean he should discuss them so openly. Your home life was not just an open topic for the Cullens to talk about freely with each other.

As Alice suddenly stood up without asking permission, she nearly threw the door off the hinges while leaving. Jake, on the other hand, followed after her, not to comfort her, but to scold her for her outburst.

This whole ordeal confused both yourself and Crystal. You were both directly behind Alice and the door. When she threw the door open, it ended up scaring the hell out of you both.

As Alice left the classroom, she knew she scared you. Edward and Jasper had been texting her non-stop.

Jasper hated the new taste in your mind. It was overpowered with cinnamon and something sour, like a lemon. The tastes didn't blend well at all.

Upon seeing Jake follow her, you’d thought they'd be back-to-back arguing, but it appeared they weren't. Instead, the moment Alice was out of your vicinity, she took off running down the hallway, much faster than she should have.

Humans might not have been able to see a blur like Alice, but she was moving so quickly that she was just barely detectable. The hallway cameras were mostly for show, and Jake knew that Alice was headed towards the elementary school that was just nearby. When Alice was looking for something that reminded her of you, she opted for the elementary school.

It wasn't far , and the elementary school wasn't very big or important in itself. But it was a place that would remind Alice of you. well, your little siblings reminded Alice of you would be more correct

Once Alice arrived at the elementary school, she stopped outside of one of the windows and looked inside. She was able to see right into your sibling's classroom. Renesme was also inside the classroom.

Even though Renesme technically shouldn't be put into the school yet, the Cullens had found a way to make it happen. They knew that it would give them an excuse to see you just a little bit more. It also helped further cement Renesme's place in the family, which was a plus.

When Alice looked into the classroom, she saw Sarah and Melanie playing dolls with Renesme. Carter occasionally tried to insert himself into the game, either by slamming a dinosaur into the doll or sneaking in toy cars here and there.

Renesme was having a great time. She had never had the opportunity to play with kids who were the same age as her or looked the same age as her. Even though she wasn't taught everything she needed to be a part of human society, it still brought Alice great comfort watching Renesme enjoy herself.

Even though Renesme was a definite bonus, she wouldn't completely calm Alice down. If she was Bella, then seeing her kids and a small dose of you and your siblings' bone structure would have definitely calmed her down. However, since she wasn't Bella, Alice was thinking about requesting Jasper to come see her

Before Alice could do anything, Jake arrived. He walked all the way to the elementary school to follow her.

"You look like a total creep, standing in front of a school and peering in through the window," Jake said.

"If you're trying to be subtle, you're doing horrible, and Edward, standing outside the classroom? Seriously? Can she have any privacy?" Jake continued.

It's not our fault," Alice said defensively.

"It's only way for Edward to hear her thoughts. If he couldn't, then this process would be moving much more quickly."

Alice then continued, "If you don't like the speed we're moving now, then you definitely wouldn't like it if it was moving at the same speed that we're thinking..."

She explained that it wasn't their fault. Even though Alice understood Jake's thoughts, she still felt that the Cullens deserved more of a chance.

It's not my fault," Alice said. She defended her position once more. "It's the only way Edward can hear her thoughts."

"Edward got really crazy last time when he couldn't hear Bella's thoughts at all," she continued.

Alice also seemed bothered by Jake's constant input. "Why do you always have to insert your opinion into everything," she said.

Jake and Alice had retreated into the nearby woods. They had spotted a teacher watching them and saw Renesme looking at them out of the corner of her eye.

The fight had not ended, and in fact, there was no end in sight, as the two sides seemed pretty determined to stick to their own opinions.

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As soon as gym class started, it was time for the boys to spar. Chris was paired up with Emmett for this, while all the girls were required to sit on the bleachers.

Bella and Rosalee was sitting behind you, while Crystal was right next to you. You had been leaning on her shoulder, curled up in a ball.

This was the first time in a few days where you just felt so tired. You wanted a break from life's craziness

Suddenly, you felt a cold hand over your forehead. You jerked back abruptly, as the person who touched you was concerned.

"Are you getting sick? You're burning up."

You quickly denied it, trying not to even think about the possibility. There was no way you could be sick right now, not with everything else going on. You had a doctor's appointment to get to in just 30 minutes. You just couldn't be sick.

"No, no, no."

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Author note

So sorry this took so long because I had been lacking motivation, which has made life very hectic and difficult. I realize there's a lot more that I need to add, and this is already a lot to begin with. However, there will be another part. Rest assured it may just take a while

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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》 Kings and Rose 《

Your life has changed so much in one day that even you are surprised. When you went to Italy with Alice and Bella to save that stupid Cullen boy, you discovered a truth you never expected. The Kings of the vampire world were your soul mates and blood singers. When you got to the throne room, you saw the gold and the red ropes thanks to your witch powers. However, you did notice that you have family ties to some of the top guards. As if being a vampire and a witch at the same time didn't bring enough action into your life, now it was revealed that your soul mates were actually the Volturi Kings. The Cullens claimed that you belonged to their council and argued that you should not stay here. Jane's gift instantly made them regret what they had done. The Kings were paranoid after hearing about the battles and adventures you participated in until the age of one hundred and six. They swore to make sure you never put yourself in danger again. From the moment you entered the lives of kings, you became very important to them. Their minds began to work in a way that they would rather die than lose you. You went to Fork with your husbands in the Renesmee case. Your interest in the hybrid did not please the Volturi, especially Jane and Alec. The twins accepted you as their mother and didn't like your caring for another child. After this encounter, another battle was approaching. Thanks to your forces, the Volturi had won this war. You knew you had to do it, even if you felt even a little guilty. Even if you disapproved of the obsessive behavior of your husbands and volturi, you couldn't let them get hurt. Family is more important than anything.

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siswritesyanderes · 2 months

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Surprise! This one isn't long, but it's here!

#twilight fanfiction #yandere twilight #yandere carlisle cullen #yandere esme cullen #carlisle x esme x reader

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6rookie-writer0110 · 1 year

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I will never confess my sins

Yandere Edward Cullen x Male reader

Warning - mentions of blood.

Request - How about the same plot as the Twilight, just switch Bella out for the Male reader? The reader does end up falling for Edward but he still kills anyone who touches you, or even looks at you.

When Edward first saw you talking to your friends, he couldn't take his eyes off you. He had to get to know you somehow, you smile at your friends and he starts to feel jealous. You go to class but you didn't notice he followed you, he heard the professor call your name. He walks away and he doesn't forget your name. He quickly developed strong feelings towards you.

After school, you start to walk home. But you don't notice that Edward is following you home. You are by your window and he is still watching you. Edward will do anything for you to be his lover and he won't take no for answer.

-The next night, you are sleeping in your bedroom. Edward breaks into your house, he opened the window and slowly got inside. Edward watches you sleep and he is standing very close to your bed. Now, Edward starts to look around your bedroom. Quickly he starts to notice what you like and he doesn't make noise. You are still sleeping and he watches you again.

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At school, Edward would stalk you and see who are your friends. And you still don't notice that he is stalking you.

The school hallways are empty and Edward went to your locker. He broke the locker and he starts to look at what is inside your locker. He closed the locker and walked away.

Days later... You noticed Edward is in every class you have. Edward made the first move and introduced himself to you. He asked you to join him for lunch, you said yes and he smiled.

You start to spend more time with Edward in school and outside of school. Edward already fell in love with you and he can't stop smiling around you. You did develop a crush on him.

Days later, he asked you to be his boyfriend and you said yes. Everyone in school knows that you are dating Edward.

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Edward sees you in the hallway, you hugged your friend. But Edward didn't like that and he glared at your friend. Edward walks towards you and you gave him a peck on the lips. He put his arm around you and he is still glaring at your friend.

“Ready to go babe?” Edward asked.

“Yeah, I'm ready,” You said.

You said bye to your friend, you and Edward are going to the mall to spend time together. First, he buys you lunch and he questions about your friend. Then you and Edward go watch a movie.

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Edward took you home and the date went well. Edward didn't go home instead, he drove to your friend's house. He sits in his car for hours, he waited until all the lights are turned off.

He gets out of the car, walks into the backyard, and picklock the door. Quietly he goes up the stairs and he found your friend’s bedroom.

“What the hell!?” He yelled.

Edward wrapped his hand around the guy’s neck.

“I don't like you spending with y/n,” Edward said.

“Let go of me, you freak!” he said.

“I don't like being called a freak” Edward glared.

Edward snapped his neck and he stares at the body. He doesn't feel bad, he is glad that he won't be around you anymore. Edward left and goes straight home.

✬ ✯ ✬ ✫

Edward surprised you with a date. You are happy to spend time with him alone. Edward took you to the Carnival, and you and Edward start to get competitive with the games.

“I never won at these games before until now,” You said.

“Well, I'm glad that you are having fun. What prize are you going to pick?” Edward said.

“I don't know, guess I will pick the shark plush” You smiled.

Later, you and Edward got snacks. Now, you and Edward got on the ferries wheel and he put his arm around you. Then Edward kissed you on the lips and you start to kiss him back.

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Edward saw you hug another guy and it was a friendly hug. But Edward didn't think it was a friendly hug and he got angry and jealous. After school, before going home Edward wanted to speak with you.

“Y/n, I don't want you to hug other guys,” Edward said.

“Are you talking about me hugging, Jacob?” You asked.

“Yes! I don't want you to hug Jacob!” Edward yelled.

You haven't spoken to Edward for days, but he has been stalking you. He knows your schedule and he starts to get angrier because you ignore his calls and texts. Now, he wants to teach you a lesson.

✬ ✯ ✬ ✫

You stayed after school for extra credit. While walking across towards the exit, you hear someone in pain from the locker room. You got curious and went inside the locker room, you see Edward biting someone's neck, and there is blood everywhere. He saw you, he dropped the body to the ground and there is a lot of blood on him. Now he has you against the locker and you are feeling terrified.

“Don’t hurt me” You said.

He grabbed your jaw and you can't look away from his eyes.

“I won't hurt you, Y/n. I love you so much and I will never let you go. No matter where you go, I will be there. I know Everything about you and you will be with me forever” Edward said.

He lets go of your jaw and your heart starts to beat faster.

“What are you?” You asked.

“Y/n, I'm a vampire. I didn't want you to find out like this but it happens. I just didn't like him always making you laugh or trying to touch you, I had to teach him a lesson” Edward said.

“You didn't have to kill him!” You yelled.

“Don’t make me angry again, Y/n. I will kill anyone and I don't care who it is!” Edward yelled.

You tried to get away but he grabbed your arm hard.

“Edward let go,” You said.

“Y/n, as I said earlier I will never let you go. You will always be my boyfriend and I won't let anyone get between us” Edward said.

He let go of your arm and you walked away. Your heart is still racing and you start to breathe hard and Edward wiped the blood off his mouth.

#Yandere Edward Cullen #x male reader #male!reader #edward cullen x reader #edward cullen x y/n #edward cullen imagine #twilight imagine

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bella-goths-wife · 1 year

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Bella meets cullen reader

You were sat in the corner of the kitchen while your family fussed over a meal. They were all nervous for how this meeting was going to turn out. The girl Edward was bringing seemed to be of great interest to him and the family knew better than to try and take away a love interest from him after he closed himself off from humanity for years. Lucky him, he got the option to isolate himself while you were stuck isolated.

Carlisle had given you a firm warning that you were not to act out during this dinner and for once, you knew you had to obey. You didn’t know this girl and you didn’t want her killed.

You weren’t the only one unhappy with this meeting. Rosalie had spent most of the morning fussing over you and telling you to stay by her at all times, she had a disgusted look on her face whenever someone brought up Bella.

Your head swung up when you heard a car door slam, they were here. You straightened yourself up and went to Rosalie who held your hand gently and stayed slightly in front of her. This time you’ll accept the affection and protection.

The door opened and your father went to greet them first while esme motioned for Rosalie to grab the salad, she hesitantly let go of your hand and went to grab it while you got a look at Bella.

She was a very pretty girl, if she was born in your time many men would have asked her father for her hand. She was timid though. You understood since it must be intimidating to walk into a house filled with monsters.

The family greeted Bella politely and when it came to your turn Carlisle put his hand on your back as a small warning.

“And this is (y/n)” Edward introduced and Bella held out her hand which you took and shook, she flinched at your cold skin and it served as a reminder for when you met Carlisle and reacted the same

The difference being that this girl knows what you were, you didn’t.

“Hi” you say with a polite smile as you try to go back to your place but Bella speaks suddenly

“I uh… like your necklace” Bella says as she tries to reach for it and you let her “where did you get it-“

Bella is cut off by the sound of glass smashing as Rosalie breaks the glass salad bowl and rushes to you. She grabs you by the shoulders and hisses at Bella while bearing her fangs. Bella backs away and behind Edward, who was now hissing at Rosalie.

“You’ll have to forgive Rosalie” Carlisle says as he drags her back and stops the stare down between the two of his children “she’s just protective of (y/n)”

“It’s fine” Bella reassured but we could all hear her heart thumping in her chest

“Sorry” is all you say as you go with Rosalie to help clean up all while she glared as bella.

The two lovers leave and Carlisle scolds Rosalie while your looking out to the outside the window. You look to esme and she just smiles at you while your longing becomes more apparent.

“Can I go on the balcony?” You ask hopefully and Carlisle looks at you doubtfully “alice will see if I run away, I just want to be outside for a bit”

Carlisle gives into your defeated attitude and gives you a small nod and you go to walk up the stairs.

Once you reach the balcony you stand and smell the air. The smell of grass and the sound of leaves rustling invade your senses. You relax at the feeling of the wind hitting your face.

Before you were turned your brothers used to take you to play outside a lot. They would play make believe with you and you would always play the princess who sent her loyal knights off on quests.

The sound of the wind also brings back the memories of your betrothed, victor. The two of you met three times without your parents knowing before your betrothal was announced, always in the garden at noon. You didn’t love each other but you were friends. Who knows, maybe if you were allowed to marry you could have grown to love victor.

You missed your human life.

The sound of the door opening breaks you from your thoughts. You turn to see Bella with an embarrassed expression as she looks around.

“Sorry” she apologises “I thought that Edward was out here”

“It’s fine” you reassured quietly “I was just enjoying the wind”

“Sorry to disturb” she mumbles out apologetically

“You could wait here if you want, until Edward finds you” you shock yourself at the offer, you were never a social one nowadays. Maybe you just craved someone to talk to

“Oh sure” she says as she walks over to you and stands next to you while you stare into the trees and listen for birds

You hear a small Robin in the trees and seek its comfort as you will it to come closer. It flys and lands on the balcony fence and tweets sweetly while you smile

“Edward told me you could control animals” Bella looks at you with curiosity “can you talk to them as well”

“I can’t understand them precisely” you explain while stroking the robins head gently “if I want to communicate with them I ask them questions and I get a sense of their feelings, so I understand them but I can’t talk to them”

“That’s awesome” Bella says with awe as she moves closer to you “you must love your gift”

“I enjoy some of it, I like being able to calm animals and listen to them but I don’t like controlling them too much if it causes them distress” you explain calmly while letting the bird leave you hand and fly back to the trees.

“What else can you do?” Bella asked like a curious child

“I can cry unlike my family because my eyes are slightly animal like, a deer because of the wideness of them” you say as you lean closer to show your eyes “they can no longer produce tears because tears are made to protect eyes and vampire eyes don’t need the protection, but my eyes are more deer like than vampire in their structure so I can produce tears”

“I didn’t know becoming a vampire could cause mutation” Bella says aloud and you wince at the word ‘mutation’ which she notices “i didn’t mean it like that I promise”

“It’s fine” you reassure “it can cause slight changes to facial and body features but nothing too major, it only comes with gifts and some vampires don’t even own them so you’ll be safe”

She stays quiet at the mention of her turning and you notice a far away expression on her face.

“If you don’t want to turn, you should tell him now” you say quietly while making eye contact with Bella

“It’s not that I don’t want to turn, I’m just scared that’s all” Bella stutters out defensively and you just let out a sigh

“Be glad you have a choice” you say sadly while looking back at the trees “most of us didn’t”

“How were you turned” Bella asks with a hand on your shoulder to comfort

Your about to answer when the door opens again and Edward appears. You immediately straighten up and control your thoughts as best you can.

“I wonder where you got to” Edward says to Bella before looking at you with a suspicious expression “what are you two chatting about”

“She was just explaining her gift to me” Bella says and you thank god that Edward can’t read her thoughts “it’s really cool”

“Well it’s nice to see you two getting along” Edward gives you a grateful smile before turning to Bella “are you ready to go?”

“Yeah” Bella answers and goes to leave before turning to you one more time “it was nice talking to you”

You simply nod and look back at the woods until you hear the door close. You felt fear in your heart. Hopefully she doesn’t tell Edward what you’d said or you’d be in a world of trouble.

You reflect on the conversation as the tears that you previously explained ran down your cheeks. You missed being human so much and you’d handed that girl to Edward. You hoped that she changed her mind

But if she didn’t maybe you’d have an ally in the house after all?

You knew that wasn’t true, you knew she would join the others eventually, and you’d be stuck with another sibling and another captor

You hear someone clear their throat and turn to see Carlisle waiting by the door. He gives a gently smile and nods to the door as a sign for you to go inside

The warden is here to escort the prisoner back to her cell.

Hope you enjoyed :)

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a-small-safe-place · 6 months

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Platonic Yandere Rosalie Hale and Emmett Cullen w/ Adopted!Baby!Reader

Rosalie had traveled to a hospital in a neighboring town to volunteer in the maternity ward. Her motivation wasn't solely selfless; she yearned to be in the presence of infants. Rosalie adored babies for their small size and pure innocence. Occasionally, she'd volunteer in the pediatrics ward, where the sick children often mistook her for a princess due to her beauty. However, on this day, her heart was set on spending time with the babies. It was her favorite pastime, second only to being with Emmett. She would occasionally downplay her attachment when her family questioned her about her frequent visits to the hospital.

As Rosalie left the hospital, an overwhelming urge to cry overcame her, though no tears escaped her eyes. Instead, her venom-filled eyes burned, but she didn't shed a tear. A pang of jealousy gripped her as she thought about how many parents took their children for granted, complaining about the demanding baby and toddler years. Her thoughts drifted to Renesmee, whom she had practically raised during her early, albeit brief, years. However, Rosalie could never be Renesmee's mother, as the girl knew Bella as her mother, despite their strained relationship. Rosalie had even harbored a shameful hope during Renesmee's birth that Bella wouldn't survive, leaving Renesmee to be solely Rosalie's and Emmett's daughter. Yet, fate had different plans, and Rosalie remained without a baby.

Suddenly, a loud cry from an infant in a nearby car disrupted her thoughts. Rosalie couldn't hear the sounds of parents or a running car engine, and the freezing weather made her worry. She exited her car and began searching for the source of the crying, only to discover an infant version of yourself inside a locked car. Your parents were absent, and you were clad only in a thin onesie. Through the window, Rosalie detected the odor of an unchanged diaper.

Rosalie knew she should call the hospital to report the situation, but she feared you would end up back with your neglectful parents. Thoughts of Emmett being a great father crossed her mind; he hadn't been overly involved with Renesmee, except for playtime, but you could be different as their own.

With a swift motion, Rosalie broke into the car, thankful that the alarm didn't sound, given the car's poor condition. She rented a hotel room with you tucked away in her jacket before calling Emmett and sharing her surprise. When he arrived, expecting something else entirely, Rosalie had you dressed in a fresh diaper and cozy footie pajamas. You were notably small and slender, even for a human infant.

Emmett asked, "Babe, what is this?" His tone was a mix of confusion and amusement.

"Our baby," Rosalie declared as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, her eyes fixed on you without interruption. "We don't have a baby," Emmett attempted to argue. He typically went along with what Rosalie said, as she was almost always right, but occasionally he voiced his dissent.

Rosalie's gaze shifted to Emmett. He didn't need to read her mind to grasp that she needed you to be theirs. Without further argument, he sat beside her to get a better look at you. "This is definitely one sweet baby," Emmett observed, running a cold finger down your cheek.

Emmett expressed his concern, "Carlisle will be furious. He might make you return the baby." Rosalie acknowledged this and understood she would face objections from Edward, Carlisle, and possibly even Alice and Jasper. However, she couldn't help but feel it was unfair that Edward could have his human and endanger the family, and then having his daughter, whom he barely appreciated, that also put the family at risk.

"We'll deal with that when the time comes. For now, I want us to be a family: a mommy, a daddy, and a sweet little baby," Rosalie's face lit up when she referred to you. Emmett loved to see his wife so joyful, so he indulged her, understanding why she was so enamored with you.

A few months passed, and you were introduced to the Cullen clan. After some persuasion, Carlisle allowed Rosalie to keep you. The presence of a human infant injected new life into the Cullen household. Rosalie and Emmett spent the most time with you and Rosalie became upset if anyone besides Esme tried to hold you. Edward and Jasper's unique abilities helped discern your needs quickly, even though you couldn't communicate them directly. Jasper secretly enjoyed caring for you without interference from your parents and loved the way Alice dressed you like a doll. Edward and Bella, engrossed in their own activities, didn't show much interest in you. Renesmee, on the other hand, enjoyed having you around, as you allowed her to partake in kid activities she had missed out on. Carlisle and Esme were the perfect grandparents, but nothing could compare to your parents. Emmett and Rosalie adored you. Rosalie was extremely protective and insisted on homeschooling, but she always wanted what was best for you in her mind. You were their angel, and they were determined to protect you from harm.

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Yandere! Edward Cullen Headcannons

Summary: What Edward Cullen would be like as a yandere

Warnings: 18+ yandere themes, manipulative behaviour, brief mention of violence

When you moved to forks you didn’t expect much. Much about the town, much about the school or much about your future classmates.

During the summer (if you can even call it that with all the rain), you unpacked and tried to acclimatise to the dreary weather of the town before the start of the next school year.

The first day of school went as well as you’d expect. Everyone was welcoming and friendly, wanting to know about the new family in town.

During the day your arrival had been compared to the last family arrival in forks. The Cullens. A family that kept to themselves despite the curious number of students around them.

Despite the very obvious beauty an allure each of the Cullens had, you weren’t interested. You just wanted to keep your head down and get through your classes.

Your lack of interest came as a welcome surprise to the majority of the Cullens. At least one person didn’t stare at them like a science project.

But the one Cullen who didn’t enjoy it, the one person who wanted your attention more than anything, Edward.

Over the summer he’d watched you move into your home. A home Esme had helped decorate. When he left to hunt he’d check on you afterwards. He’d watch you in your room as you relaxed or slept.

Your thoughts were unlike the other minds he read. They weren’t clouded with him or his family. He found yours a much needed reprieve from the minds of his classmates.

He was waiting for the day when he could finally see you, meet you. Yet all he could feel was disappointment when you wouldn’t even look him in the eyes.

You shared some of the same classes, but sat next to him in none. You walked the same hallways, but never at the same time. You parked in the same parking lot, but never in a space near his.

A few weeks in he began to lose hope. His obsession was growing while a relationship with you was not.

Finally after the weeks of waiting a group project put the two of you together. Edward couldn’t be happier but he his his feelings of course. Not wanting you to question why the sombre cullen was now alight with joy.

You had a hard time working on the project with Edward. Whenever you set aside time to work together he’d keep you talking. Distracting you from the work at hand.

Having his attention wasn’t a bad thing by any means. In fact his gaze on you sent you blushing and filled you with butterflies. It was the project being incomplete that worried you.

The next time you had a meet up planned with Edward you cancelled. Telling him something had come up. He knew for certain nothing had. In fact you just needed to get your work done before the deadline.

If only you knew that he’d completed the project already. Both your share and his own. Just so you could keep talking.

After the project he’d made excuses to talk to you. Claiming you’d left a pencil or jacket at his house. You found it strange as you were sure you’d seen such items in your hamper earlier in the day.

Any questions floated away with one of his dazzling smiles.

After enough chatting he’s finally built enough of a friendship with you to ask you out.

From there he slowly started to drop the perfect boyfriend facade. He would ask you were you were when you weren’t with him, who you were with, where you were going. It felt like he was a third parent to you. Albeit a overprotective, helicopter one.

He would text you, call you all hours of the day if you weren’t in class or asleep. Even when you were asleep he was at your house.

Whenever you started to think of his behaviour and how uncomfortable it made you, he would switch it back on. Switch on the perfect boyfriend routine. For a few weeks at least. Making you wonder if you were just imagining it.

He wouldn’t tell you about him being a vampire, not unless he had to.

If such a situation were to arise he would use it to control you. Claiming a vampire had set their sights on you and he needed to take you somewhere safe.

Why would you question him. He was your boyfriend after all. He’d never hurt you before.

If at any point you do think he’s lying he’s not above faking an attack on your family. The traumatic event sending you back into his arms. Making you dependent on him.

When he’s ready he’ll suggest turning you into a vampire. Making a show of how he loves you and how he only want to protect you.

You of course would agree, wanting to be with him for the rest of your life.

Even as a newborn he’ll keep you isolated. Suggesting that he take you somewhere for your first few months. An idea that the rest of the Cullens can’t agree with fast enough.

He teaches you to hunt and how to use your senses. All the while hiding the fact he can read your mind. So any thought of going exploring or for a run away from him is quickly squished.

You’re his and you have no way of devising an escape or realising what he’s doing while he’s got a window into your head.

#angelsworks post #dark #yandere twilight #twilight yandere #yandere edward cullen #yandere Edward Cullen x reader

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reareaotaku · 2 years

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Yandere! Edward Cullen Headcanons

He's snippy and protective

Any question you have, he already has an answer

He'll answer your questions as if your stupid, gaslighting you into believing what he's saying

But it's not true, is it Y/n?

He's very passive with you, but everyone else sees a more aggressive side

You see him as a sort of pushover, cause he'll let you do pretty much whatever you want, but oh you naive little thing

He has a 6th sense for when you're in danger, and you always find it so weird how he just 'appears' when you're in danger

You're thankful, but always a little creeped out

He always calms your nerves though

God, he hates those stupid wolves and that 'Pike'? or 'Fake' or whatever that guy's name was

If anyone where to threaten your life, he sees that as a threat to his, so he'll act quickly

He loves watching you sleep and will even get into the bed with you

Thank god you're a deep sleeper

If you don't listen to him and start to fight back, he'll just manipulate you into keeping quiet

He'd rather not turn you into a vampire, until the very end

While he loves you, he doesn't want to take your life away from you and possible afterlife, like it was for him

Though if you do get old to the point of near death, he'll turn you

He doesn't care if you're 94, he still loves you

He can't ever stop loving you and that's what hurts him the most

He knows he's a threat to you, but he just can't stand being away from you

He loves PDA and wants everyone to know you're his and vice versa

If you were ever murdered, he would go batshit crazy and go on a murderous rampage that no one could stop

Just hope no one gets in his way and stop his love for you

#edward cullen #edward #edward x reader #edward cullen x reader #yandere edward #yandere edward cullen #yandere edward x reader #yandere edward cullen x reader #twilight #yandere twilight #yandere twilight x reader #twilight x reader #vampire #yandere vampire

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chezzywezzy · 2 years

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Yandere Jasper Hale (1/10)

Word count ; 3.9k

*Dedicated to @plumes-de-nuit. This'll definitely be the longest series yet. I... didn't realize I loved him so much.

*Also : R & Jacob & other love interests are 18. Jasper… y’all already know he ain’t a teenager.

*Edited:3

I stared out of the car window, watching as the trees passed by. Bella was beside me, and we were currently riding in dad’s police car. He’d picked us up from the airport, as we were moving here for our last few years - or, for me, a year - of high school. While Bella pitched the idea, I jumped in on it. I was eager to see the world, even if it was just Forks, after all these years. I had grown bored of Phoenix. Not just the weather, but the boys. There were no cute boys that I hadn’t already gotten or attempted to get with.

I also really wanted - no, needed to catch a break from mom’s strict rules. She thought I was a troublemaker just because I went out a lot and occasionally got detention.

Oh, and I’d literally follow my dearest sister to the ends of the earth. But I’d never tell her that.

It was already raining. I knew that Bella hated the rain, but I loved the new scenery.

Charlie pulled into the front lawn of a pretty standard house. It was white and green and is a two-story. I knew that it probably had a basement, though. In Phoenix, we had a flat one-story home surrounded by cactuses. I hated the weather, but I’d developed a darker tan for my s/c.

I stepped out of the back and raised my hands up the air. “Woohoo! Glad to be home.”

Charlie sent me a smile, appreciating the enthusiasm. Other people would see this scene as awkward, but that’s just how the family was. Bella was like dad, demure and introverted. And I was like mom, outgoing and extroverted.

Charlie insisted that he'd get our bags for us. I enjoyed the help, since I had a pretty hefty suitcase. Not to mention, I had a large backpack already strapped to my chest. Dad led us inside, allowing us to kick our shoes off, before showing us our rooms.

He must’ve been going off what he knew of us when we were younger, because I knew without a doubt that Bella’s favorite color was green. However, her room was themed purple. Mine, though, was perfect. I loved pink as a kid, and I loved pink now. Was just about to get settled in when Bella hovered in the doorway.

“Hey, some people are out front. Charlie’s calling us.”

I blinked in confusion, but trailed behind her. I was already starting to get comfy, throwing my clothes all over the room. However, I knew dad was a straight-to-the-point kind of guy. As Bella commented on the plane, 'One of the best things about Charlie - he doesn’t hover.’ It was odd wording, but I knew exactly what she meant.

As we exited through the front door, I threw an arm around Bella’s shoulders. Sitting by the side of the road was a rustic red truck. I could already tell Bella was eyeing it enviously. Yet, my attention was more fixated on an older man in a wheelchair and a former childhood friend who I recognized instantly. Jacob.

We made eye contact, and I immediately sent him a smile. He smiled back. I noticed how he’d grown his hair out and he was a lot more mature than he was a few years ago.

Charlie waved us closer. “Bella, Y/n, you two remember Billy Black.”

“Yeah!” I exclaimed, dashing forward to shake his hand. Bella seconded my statement, although in a much chill-er way.

“Wow, you’re looking good,” Bella commented.

“Well, I’m still dancing,” Billy replied with a chuckle. “I’m glad you’re both finally here. Charlie, here, hasn’t shut up about it since you told him you were coming.”

“All right, keep exaggerating. I’ll roll you into the mud,” Charlie muttered playfully.

Charlie took a few steps away, but Billy began wheeling after him. “After I ram you in the ankles!”

“You want to go?” Charlie bickered, and as they eased around, it left Bella and I with a chance to greet Jake.

“Jake! It’s been forever,” I cheered, pumping my fist into the air. His grin widened even further, and I opened my arms to welcome into a hug. He took it, quickly hugging, while Bella watched in amusement.

“Glad to see you’re just as energetic as ever,” Jake laughed. “How do you do it?”

“Lots and lots of coffee. And, of course, Bella’s here, too. Bella, you remember Jake, right? Or were you too tiny?”

Bella slapped my arm playfully. “You’re only a year older than me, geez. Yeah, I remember you, Jake. It’s great to see you again.”

Jake nodded to her. “Yeah, uh, we used to make mud pies when we were little.”

“Gross,” I commented.

Bella shook her head. “You weren’t as cool as Jake and I were. Eating mud is, uh, definitely a healthy past time.”

I crossed my arms, pouting playfully. “I just have etiquette. I am the eldest out of you two, after all.”

Jacob looked at me incredulously. “By a few months.”

Bella tilted her head over to Charlie and Billy’s antics. “Are they, uh, always like this?”

Jake bared his teeth while nodding. “It’s getting worse with old age.”

Billy and Charlie finally joined us again. Charlie patted the truck. “So, what do you think?”

“Of what?” Bella asked in confusion. I stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her shoulder, peering at Charlie with equal bafflement.

“Your homecoming present.”

Bella’s jaw dropped. “This?”

Charlie shrugged. “Just bought it off Billy here.”

“Yep!” Billy seconded.

Bella detached to me, and we both went to hug the car. “Oh, my god!” I exclaimed.

“I totally rebuilt the engine for you,” Jake spoke up.

Bella was gasping for breath, and she hopped into the truck. “Come on, seriously? This - this is so cool! Oh my gosh!”

“This so-o-o perfect —“

“Actually,” Charlie interrupted, "your mom gave me a head’s up that you’re a reckless driver. This is Bella’s homecoming gift. Your’s is still inside.”

My jaw dropped. “Wh a-a-at? You’re kidding me! I’m the best driver in the world!” I huffed leaning against the car.

Charlie shook his head, chuckling. “Your mom informed me of how you had to retake your driver’s test more than two times. I’m sure you’ll enjoy your present inside a lot more. Besides, I’m sure Bella can drive you where you need to go.”

Jacob weaved around the front, laughing at my repugnance, and hopped in beside Bella to show her the works. I was left pouting while Billy and Charlie talked. I was only a little insulted that I wasn’t trustworthy enough to sit behind the wheel, but fair enough. I’d be satisfied as long as my gift was just as cool.

“I told you they’d love it,” Billy joked.

To be fair, though, I knew that Bella really loved cars. She’s loved them ever since we were kids. While I wanted to be a princess, she wanted to be a race car driver. Of course, both of our ambitions had changed, and now she planned on being a mechanic.

“I’m down with the kids!” Billy added, motioning ‘coolly.’

“Oh yeah, dude. You’re the bomb.” I snickered quietly at dad’s sarcasm.

I leaned into the open window when the car started up. “…Do you want a ride to school or something?” Bella inquired. I also wanted to know the answer.

“Oh, I go to school on the reservation,” Jake answered.

I pouted while Bella sighed, "Right, right. That’s too bad. It would’ve been nice to know one person.”

“You’ll be fine, Bella. I bet you’ll be friends with half the school by the end of first period,” I spoke up.

Bella laughed. “I’m pretty sure that’s you you’re talking about.”

I tilted my head innocently. “Oh, is it? I must’ve forgot.”

~~~

Bella and I hopped out of our new car. Technically her’s, since dad bought me a cool gaming console, but we’re sisters so I’d undoubtedly steal it from time to time. Luckily, the school year was just starting, so we couldn’t have stood out too much. Well, except for the fact that our truck was bright red. And my clothes were equally flashy. I loved being the center of attention, although I knew Bella loathed it. Somehow I wondered how we came out of the same vagina.

Bella and I walked side by side into the school. The weather was dreary and dismal, just how I liked it. We pulled out our respective schedules. Bella had been responsible and circled her’s, while I was only vaguely aware of what classes I’d signed up for.

Suddenly, a black haired, Asian student who was well dressed saddled up beside Bella. I dropped the schedule to my side, waving eagerly. “Hello!”

Bella jumped, meeting the boy’s gaze. “You two are the Swan sisters. The new girls,” he greeted. “Hi, I’m Eric, the eyes and ears of this place. Which of you is Isabelle and Y/n?”

“Bella, actually,” Bella tittered. “This is Y/n.”

I waved again, and the guy grinned charismatically. “Nice to meet you, Eric.”

“Anything you guys need? Tour guide, lunch date, shoulder to cry on?”

I could tell Bella was petrified. She could barely release coherent words from her lips. However, she needed to learn how to be socially inept. “Uh, I’m really kind of the more suffer-in-silence type. Y/n’s the one you should be asking.”

His gaze flitted over to me, and I switched hands, wrapping an arm around Bella. “Don’t mind her. She’s shy. A lunch date sounds great. Right, Bella?”

Bella nodded anxiously. Eric continued, not noticing her discomfort. “Good new for your feature. I’m on the paper, and you’re news, babies, front page. The title can be something freaky, like ‘opposites attract in the womb.’”

Bella looked utterly mortified. She halted in her steps. “Uh, no we’re not. I’m not. You… Please don’t have any sort of…”

“Woah, woah, chillax.” Eric waved his arm dismissively. “No feature. Unless you, Y/n, want one.”

I shook my head. “Nah, I’ll pass. It would be rather difficult to write an article and not mention my other half.”

“Cool, cool. Anyways, I’ll be off. See you two at lunch!” Eric really was off. He disappeared into the flood of people immediately, leaving me to Bella.

She exhaled anxiously and I patted her back before looking at my schedule. “P.E. What a grand start to my week.”

“Oh, thank god,” she sighed. “Me too. At least we share one class.”

I chuckled, grabbing her arm. “Let’s get going, then. I can’t wait to meet new people. Eric’s cool, but we - more so, you - need some gal pals.”

Bella sighed, allowing me to drag her off to P.E. I knew I wasn’t the best at sports, but Bella - she was god awful. I knew she’d make a few friends from just being an athletic train wreck. As much as I loved her, she was way too perfect. Athletics was certainly her downfall.

We walked into the gym and changed quickly. The uniform was cute, a quaint tank top and shorts. Bella specifically brought sweat pants from home, as I knew she had some body insecurities. I, though, was more than glad to show some leg.

We walked out, still attached to each other’s side. I immediately waved to two girls who were playing volleyball. They waved back, motioning for us to join their team. Class hadn’t started, but the students were clearly basking in the new school year energy. The pair of girls had just been playing, but we separated into teams after a brief introduction. Needless to say, it was Bella and I against Sabrina and Jules.

“Bella, get it!” I called, too far away to get the ball. I was carrying the team, pretty much two against one, while Bella lingered behind me.

She punched the ball, sending it into the net. I sighed, going to pick it up, while Sabrina and Jules said they were going to use the bathroom. That was code for them waiting a different partner. We waved them off. I picked up the ball and started making my way to Bella. Suddenly, a volleyball came flying past me and collided with Bella’s face.

Out of instinct, I burst into laughter, dropping our ball.

“Whoa!” a boy with dirty blonde hair exclaimed, running over to us.

Bella recovered, having caught the ball after it hit her face. She sent me a glare and threw it back at me, but I caught it, sending her a coy grin.

We both turned to the boy. He was slightly taller than both of us, and from his garb, he was probably on the school’s basketball team. “I’m so sorry about that,” he apologized, rubbing the back of his neck. “Basketball’s more of my forte, not volleyball.”

Bella stuttered, waving dismissively. I interrupted, "To translate, she means it’s fine. I’m Y/n, she’s Bella.”

“Yeah, hey, I’m Mike Newton.” He held out his hand for me to shake, which I accepted. I sent him a wink, mesmerizing him further. Bella clicked her tongue, coming up behind her and placing her forehead on my shoulder.

“More like Mike Haw —“

I was interrupted by a girl with light brown hair, hung in a pony tail. She skipped over to us, standing beside Mike. “He’s got a great spike, huh? I’m Jessica, by the way. Hey, you two are from Arizona, right?”

“Jessica, hi! You’re so pretty,” I answered, sending her a smile. “Yeah, we are.”

“Aren’t people from Arizona supposed to be, like, really tan?” She quickly corrected herself. “No offense, though, Bella.”

“None taken. Uh, yeah. Maybe that’s why they kicked me out. Y/n, uh, definitely got out more than I did.”

Both Mike and Jessica laughed, and I couldn’t help but snicker. Mike pointed while stating, "You’re good.”

“That’s so funny,” Jessica chimed in.

Bella held up her hands, waving, as she backed away. “Uh, nice to meet you. Y/n’s planning to teach my volleyball, now so…”

“Right. See you around, Arizona,” Mike directed, more so at me.

“Right back at you, Washington and Jessica!” I winked and let Bella drag me off the a more deserted area of the gym.

“They seemed nice,” I commented optimistically.

“…Sure. But boy, are people scary.”

“Girl, get used to it. I’ll indoctrinate you into my way of life whether you want to or not.”

~~~

“It’s my pleasure, madam,” Mike suavely eclair, having taken my tray for me. Bella trailed behind me, quiet and demure as always. Bell plopped down next to Jessica, while I situated myself between Mike and Eric due to unfortunate seating arrangements. Eric was previously droning on about some project, and our appearances interrupted the conversation.

“Hey, Mikey, you met my homegirl, Y/n, eh?”

I quirked a brow, while Bella waved to the girls.

“Oh, your girl, eh?” Mike hummed.

A laugh bubbled in my throat, but in that moment, a boy appeared beside me and planted a kiss on my cheek. I gasped as he declared, 'my girl,’ before dashing away. A blush rose to my cheeks, and Bella looked more than happy to not be in my situation.

Mike’s chair was pulled from under him and I covered my mouth in surprise. “Sorry I had to mess up your game, Mike!” he shouted as he disappeared amongst the other students. Mike took off after him, leaving me mentally exhausted.

“Oh-h-h my god,” Jessica gasped. “It’s like first grade all over again. You’re the shiny new toy.”

I clicked my tongue. “It’s shocking Bella isn’t getting the attention. I mean, just look at her! Absolutely stunning. Plus, she’s got brains.”

Bella laughed, waving dismissively. Suddenly, an Asian girl with glasses and her hair done up in a pony tail leaned across the table with a camera. “Smile!”

I was caught off guard, but grinned anyways and gave a peace sign. Bella shrank away instantly, making me lose focus since it made me laugh. The girl shrunk away, muttering out an apology. However, her gorgeous smile didn’t fade.

“I needed a candid for the feature,” she explained, plopping in her seat.

“The feature’s dead, Angelia,” Eric sneered, rather hardly. I quirked a brow. Eric rose to his feet and grabbed my shoulders, leaning over. “I got your back baby.”

I was glad that it was just us girls left and Eric went off to do whatever the hell he wanted. “It’s fine…? I’m starting to think all the guys at this school are crazy,” I chuckled.

Angela scoffed. “I guess we’ll just run another editorial on teen drinking.”

Bella spoke up, clearly feeling bad for causing drama. “You know, you can always go for… eating disorders. Or speedo padding on the swim team.”

“I vote the latter,” I eagerly remarked. I slid down the bench and took my rightful place beside Bella, now that the boys had disappeared.

“Yeah. Actually, that’s a good one,” Angela agreed.

“Kirk, right? That’s exactly what I thought,” Jessica gossiped. “We’re talking Olympic size.”

“There’s no way. He’s so skinny. It doesn’t make sense.”

“I mean, how big are his hands? You know what they say about big hands,” I teased.

The girls laughed, but I noticed that Bella’s attention was strewn elsewhere. I followed her gaze, seeing that a cliche of incredibly pale and insanely good-looking people walked into the cafeteria. I noticed that Bella was most focused on the latter, the one that wasn’t paired up. There was a blonde and black haired couple holding hands, an awkward guy and a hippy and slash or tomboy bickering, and the last was silent, seemingly just as fixated on Bella.

“Who are they?” Bella spoke up, nodding to them.

“The Cullens,” Angela answered.

“They’re Doctor and Missus Cullen’s foster kids,” Jessica continued in a hushed tone. “They moved down here from Alaska, like, a few years ago. They kind of keep to themselves.”

“Yeah, ‘cause they’re all together. Like, together-together.”

“The blonde girl, that’s Rosalie, and the big dark-haired guy, Emmet, they’re, like, a thing. I’m not even sure that’s legal.”

“Jess! They’re not actually related.”

“Yeah, but they live together! It’s so weird. They’re legally family. And, okay. The little dark-haired girl is Alice. She and Jasper, the guy who looks like he’s in pain, aren’t actually together. Apparently, Jasper has some anxiety problem or something.” I glanced back at them, noticing that even with how stoic Jasper looked, he was quite attractive. “Um, Doctor Cullen’s like this foster dad slash matchmaker.”

“Maybe he’ll adopt me,” Angela sighed dreamily.

However, that information wasn’t enough to satiate Bella. Her eyes were glued to the final assumed family member. “Who’s he?” Bella asked.

“That’s Edward Cullen. He’s totally gorgeous, obviously, just like Jasper, but apparently, like Jasper, nobody in this school’s good enough for him.” Jessica snickered dryly. “Like I care, you know? So… yeah. Seriously, though, Bella, Y/n. Don’t waste your time.”

“Wasn’t planning on it,” Bella chided.

“Well, I might. That Jasper fella’s pretty cute for a, and I quote, 'guy who looks like he’s in pain.’” Angela snorted, and I followed Bella’s gaze. I peered over my shoulder, seeing that her and Edward were making intense eye contact.

I couldn’t help but stare, and Jasper glanced over at us. I sent a smile, holding up my hand and waving. I noticed his mouth twitch before Alice stole his attention away. I returned my attention to the table to see that Jessica and Angela were both looking at me.

“Don’t tell me you just waved at him,” Jessica gasped. “You’re seriously wasting your time. You know that, right? What, are the guys falling at your feet not good enough?”

Bella clicked her tongue, and Angela teasingly followed up, "You’re totally a player.”

“Wha-a-at? No. I’m just friendly,” I chimed. “Besides, I’m not interested in guys like that. I have no idea why I’m the ‘shiny new toy’ when Bella’s right here.”

“It’s because I don’t make a scene,” Bella noted.

“Well, Jessica, if you’re asking if I’m interested in Eric or Mike, definitely not. I’m not blind, girl. Mike’s for you, dearest girl, and Eric’s obviously into Angela.”

Angela gasped. “You really think so? But he’s never been that friendly or flirty with me.”

I shook my head. “Nonsense. He’s just trying to make you jealous.”

Jessica laughed. “And what about Tyler?”

“Who?”

“The guy who kissed you on the cheek earlier.”

I scrunched up my nose. “No-o-o way, José. I know a cute guy when I see one, and Tyler’s not it. Jasper, though… He’s definitely my type.”

“Well, good luck. They barely talk to anyone outside their clique,” Angela sighed. “Believe me, we’ve all tried to talk to them.”

“It’s because they’re all freaks.”

I frowned, but in that moment, an arm wrapped around my shoulder. I looked up, seeing that Eric and Mike decided to rejoin the group. Eric attempted to steal the seat beside me, but Mike shoved him aside, sliding beside me with ease. He threw his arm around my shoulder, shaking me excitedly.

“Not at all, actually. And give it up, guys,” Jessica groaned. “She already has her he’s on the prize. And before you chase Bella, she’s enamored by Edward Cullen.”

“We’ve returned. I’m sure you all were dying for us to bless you with our presence,” Mike announced.

“Dream on,” Eric sighed. “Ne-e-ever going to happen. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them talk to anyone but each other or the teachers.”

Mike removed his arm and Eric sighed. “Damn, really? Oh, you’re breaking my heart, baby.”

“I’m not like my sister,” Bella tittered. “I just… think he’s interesting.”

Bella unsurely glanced over her shoulder. I did so as well, noticing that Alice and Jasper were chatting while looking at our table. Japer’s gaze flitted over to mine, and he raised his hand, giving me a curt wave and smile. My heart jumped in joy and I grinned.

Mike wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer. My expression immediately morphed into a displeased pout. I directed a glare him way, and he teasingly remarked, "Hey, I’m not going down without a fight.”

I shrugged off his shoulder. “Have fun with that, buddy.”

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pvvryq · 2 years

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Hello , so how about you write for your fav yanderes with a "go with the flow " reader , like no matter what the yandere does reader is just fine with it cus they have attachment issues and don't want to let go of the yandere even if they get hurt

(I came right away after seeing the announcement)

Ty for the Request, i decided to do my Favourite Characters that i write yandere for :} VV

Ft. Alec Volturi (Twilight) Alice Cullen (Twilight) Leon Kennedy (Resident evil 2) Kai Chiaki (Bnha) Toru Oikawa (Haikyuu) Patrick Hockstetter (IT) Wilbur Soot (Dream smp, Character Not irl)

Also obviously, characters like : Leon, Oikawa and Patrick can’t be full on yandere and like kidnap your cuz of various circumstances so i’m just making them as yanderes with a saviour complex who Gains darlings trust By saving them from a situation or something, and Patrick’s wasn’t as yandere but just slightly creepy cause its Patrick.

WARNINGS : Not proofread because it is 4 am and I’ve literally JUST Got done with Patrick and Wilbur, Character death/gore (Alec,LeonWilbur) Kidnapping (Alec, Hinted at Alice,Kai) Stockholm syndrome ,Manipulation, mentions of suicide (Kai) and Death of a child (Patrick)

✧.* YANDERE’S WITH A WILLING DARLING

✧.* ALEC VOLTURI

— AT First, he was Most likely very sceptical of you seemingly ‘getting used’ to the Castle life and being content with the fact that he had parted you from your family ; you were part of the Denali coven and when The Volturi was issued to Kill Sasha, Your adopted Mother and the woman who had created you, Alec noticed you And Immediately Felt Something he couldn’t describe. Initially, He left the feeling on its own but grew more paranoid that he shouldn’t leave the feeling alone by the day and finally after a few weeks from first seeing you began to query Both Marcus and Caius about you; leaning towards Caius for general knowledge like how You and Alec were Turned at the same age and that You had An ability Similar to Demetris But slightly enhanced. He then asked Marcus about the Strange feeling and Marcus sensed that there was a form of bond between the two of you. Due to your ability ,Being able to Track down people and see their every current move in your mind, Aro had seemed to taking a liking to you andeventually gave in to Alec’s request to have you on the Volturi. For the first week, He noticed you were slightly distant to most — maybe smiling gently at A Lower guard in the hallways or Having a conversation or two with Heidi, but For the most part you wanted nothing to do with him nor most in the castle.

After a while though, You began to warm up to Alec and accept him as your mate. You Would Speak to him quite frequently now and Although he enjoyed that you were settling in something about it didn’t feel right, he was constantly on edge about how easy it would be for you to disappear without a trace — Always knowing The Volturi’s moves before even they knew themselves, it definitely took some time for him to calm down (well, that and A Mindreading from Aro that reassured him you wouldn’t leave) but after a while he To warmed up to the situation and let himself realise that even if you wanted to, you’d never leave him — You’re his for all of eternity.

✧.* ALICE CULLEN

— ALICE probably met you at school, She Spoke to you in Biology and surprised you with How much she knew about the subject. She couldn’t help herself when she got attached to that Sweet Smile of yours and that big toothy grin you gave her — She Tried to take her time with you but it was almost as if you were walking right into her trap! It wasn’t long until she got you to meet her family — Formally introducing you as her s/o, Even though you and her had never discussed romance before ; especially with each other. To her relief, you were too naive to argue and after some time Esme was doting after you just like she did with her own children ; always giving you the option of ‘Spending the night’ or ‘Staying for as long as you please’ And why wouldn’t you? Sweet, Kind, Caring Alice Is always there to drive you home when its too dark, What was that you say? You can walk home along? Nonsense, have you never heard of safety in numbers — if you’re acting like this Then maybe you shouldn’t go home at all…

Surprisingly, Alice’s words Work on you and you decide to Stay in the Cullen home ‘Temporarily’ as you say, silly Y/n Don’t you know how little you have a say on the matter? After all, if your so naive to let Alice manipulate you like this then how does she know you won’t fall into somebody else’s trap? Just stay here with Alice, you won’t even notice that you can’t leave ad when you do — you certainly won’t want to.

✧.* LEON KENNEDY

— SEPTEMBER 29th 1998, the day of the Racoon city incident And the day you met Leon. You watched from The top Window of the Police Station as A Woman about your age parted ways with a Familiar man — Leon Kennedy. You were a higher ranking Cop who was working in the first floor west office when an alert came through your Radio : ‘Steer clear Away from the 2nd floor Office, Rumors of attacks Have been Reported — Seargent L/N Meet me in the Main hall To discuss matters. Over.” You held onto the top button of your radio. “Noted. Over.” As you made your way to the hall. As you met with the Othe r officer you noticed him slouched over one of the Lounge chairs with a Cigarette between his Chubby,Sweat-coated fingers. “Don’t just stand there, Go look.” He spat, showing no indicators of Helping you. Turning, You rolled your eyes and made your way to the second floor — releasing your gun from its holster and reloading it just in case. It Only took a Shriek of pain and smash of The office windows to alert you of the situation, You Straightened yourself up against the wall in terror as you turned your head slightly to peek over the corner. A Woman - A lower officer - Slouched against The now Smashed window that revealed the hallway, A Shard of glass that hand’s broken off Stabbed into her Abdomen as good poured against the floor. Another officer began to tear and rip skin from the woman, biting and swallowing her flesh. Wallowing in fear, you ran Up the stairs and made your way to the top floor — The puddles of blood and Guts on the floor showing that it had already spread up to the Third floor and would soon be at the top , whatever it was.

As you Ran through the mens shower rooms, you Ran into the stars office and locked the door firmly behind you — Checking for The infected in the room. When Proved to be clear, you ran to a window at the top and watched as Leon Kennedy said his goodbyes to An unknown woman, And fled inside of the station. You messed around with your radio slightly, fingers trembling yet the dozens of times you did this before helped you complete the task with ease. “Leon S. Kennedy? Seargent Y/N L/N, Reporting. The Stars office has been cleared of infection, But main Offices on both the second and third floor have been hijacked, over.” It was silent on the other end for a moment, you wondered for a second if it was too late — if he had been mauled by infected on his first step inside of the building but alas, an answer was eventually heard. “Y/n..?I-.Uhm. Officer Harrison and Smith have both been terminated, making my way towards the stars office now.. Over.” And with that the radio turned silent again, As you let your body drop to the floor and the radio slip out off your hand. For a decent while you stayed like that Until A Long,Bloody claw Smashed into the door, You Grabbed your gun And aimed it as the monsters muscles pulsed — breaking the whole door down easily. The monster looked as if it had been skinned, its brain out in the open. For a moment it walked around the room aimlessly on its claws, Until you decided to shoot at its brain, your sweaty fingers missing by a long shot. You shrieked as its turned around and was about pounce on top of you but As you squeezed your eyes tightly a liquid slashed across your face — Thick,Dark scarlet Ropes of blood sprayed your face as Its body went limp on the floor, looking to the doorway you saw A Familiar face — Leon. “Don’t worry, Your safe now.” What you were yet to know was that he would take that promised Very Seriously, Let Leon take care of you, Forever and ever.

✧.* KAI CHISAKI

— FROM the beginning, You knew that your fate had been sealed. For the most part, Kai never visited you and let his men do all the work for him whether it was feeding you or doing what he called ‘Mandatory Suicide checks’ Even if the reality of it was to just strip you from dignity and Privacy. He liked being in control but a part of him grew slightly paranoid that the longer he left you with his men, the angrier and more confident you would get and he couldn’t have you thinking this situation was yours to control, could he? So after A While, Maybe A Few weeks..Few months, Whatever he could last without Meeting you, he had Unexpectedly Walked through the Room that you were left in. Chisaki was Cautious when he first entered the room — Chrono Standing beside the door if you tried to do anything, But to his surprise you only gazed up at his figure , Smiling gently at him before Looking back down to the Blanket that covered your bed, seemingly unbothered. Kai was stricken for a moment, Thinking that your action was of defiance or a false ‘liking’, But after a reassurance from Chrono that you were usually compliant with most things the Shie hissaikai made you do, He started visiting more and more often. You really were what he thought you was — A Pure,Angelic Pet For his entertainment only, and nobody could do nothing about it

✧.* TORU OIKAWA

— “HELLO, You‘re Goshiki-Kun’s Older Cousin From [Home Country] — isn’t that right?” A Boy From behind you questioned, As you Jotted down notes from The practice game For shiratorizawa. You turned To Look behind you quickly, “Oh, Mhm..I’m y/n.” You Smiled gently before turning back to the game And Writing Dow the according notes. As the Hazel-brown haired boy sat next to you, “I’m Toru Oikawa..From Aoba Johsai Academy.” That got your attention. With that you slowly stopped Writing on the thin sheet of paper and placed the Notepad and Purple Sanrio Pen Beside you. “The captain’s told me a lot about you, its an honour.” You Nodded your head slightly in acknowledgment and gently smiled at the Boy. “..But I Need to concentrate so may i please ask for you to leave me be.” You let him down, Uninterested. Almost As if it was co-ordinated, Iwaizumi Came and Walked up behind you two, “Leave her alone Oikawa.” You turned your head slightly to see the secondary voice, You noticed as the Slightly more Musclier boy Pulled up Oikawa from where he was sitting and Looked at you, “I’m sorry for him, His Ego’s the size of his head And he’s never usually rejected.” You chuckled gently at the comment, Oikawa defending himself before being Dragged away by Iwaizumi.

A Feeling of jealousy raged throughout Oikawa body, And much to Your dismay, Was following you back on your way home as what he called, ‘A Safety precaution’ As your cousin, Tsutomu, was walking separate ways and ‘left’ you there. “I’m telling you Oikawa..You don’t need to…” For a moment You stumbled on your words, as if you Wanted him to stay but knew he shouldn’t. “..Get Inv-.Forget it.” You Shook your head And went to turn, yet he still followed. “My house isn’t far now, i Can walk on my own.” You said to him, watching as his face fell yet he smiled and Respected your wish. “See you soon, Y/n-Chan.” You just rolled your eyes and tightened your grip on your school bag, Dreading the normal way you would take. From the start to end of the sidewalk was where a few third years from A Really shitty School hung out, They would steal alcohol — get drunk and then proceed to catcall any woman They saw crossing the street. As per usual, They were there — catcalling you and trying to get you to cross the street and come with them, but Quickly they all stopped as They noticed somebody behind you. Toru placed his hand gently on your shoulder, “Ey Toru, Thats your girl Huh?” One of them slurred, Oikawa only smiled and chuckled a ‘yes’ in response. “Sorry Man, D-didn’t know!” Another boy Laughed ad hiccuped as if they weren’t just catcalling you. As you walked out of there line of sight you spoke, “You didn’t need to do that.” You said to Him, Trying to hide your smile of gratitude. “Ehh…No big deal.” He smiled a toothy grin, And you scoffed in return before continuing to walk back home, Toru Behind you. Maybe you should Let Toru Stay from now on, Whats the worst that could happen?

✧.* PATRICK HOCKSTETTER

— DERRY Maine wasn’t exactly the type of town where you could be different, or At least be different without people knowing. It was a quick phase for some, maybe a secondary story on the local newspaper about them and a group of friends rebelling against say, the church. For others it took some time, 10 years back a Man shot his wife and Children dead in the Derry Townhouse, But even he lost his spark after a few years or so passed. The only person Who never outgrew his phase was Patrick Hockstetter, it started when Patrick was 3 or so, Parents at the daycare complained about His abnormal and violent behaviour, though it was quickly overseen. Then, when Patrick was 5, his parents had brought home Avery. Patrick remembers His parents Passing through the doorway holding what seemed like a baby in their hand, introducing it as Avery — Patrick’s brother. The baby was bearable for a few nights, Patrick even stood weeks with it in the home yet something stirred in his mind one night. The next morning, Police arrived at the door ; His father Holding an apathetic, out-of-it look on his face while his mother sobbed hysterically, he remembers his mother telling him there was an Accident, he remembers the loss for words he felt when he was about to tell her it wasn’t an accident — something in his brain told his he shouldn’t speak about it. Rumors only kept growing about Patrick until The winter of 1988, A New girl has moved into Derry. For the first few weeks she was fine, but after a while she tended to have frequent outbursts and fights. Not that Patrick ever witnessed one, she attended the catholic school on the brink of Derry and he rarely even saw her. He remembers the first time he saw her,it was the 9th of January 1989 just a month after she had moved to Derry and His friend Henry and him were waiting for his dad finish up a police interview with a ‘Rebel’ so they could get a lift to Victor criss’s house. Henry sighed in an impatient relief when his father came from the room, though Patrick’s eyes were on the girl behind butch. She must of been the So called ‘rebel’ but to him, she looked perfectly innocent — Well other than she Bruised, slightly swelled eye and bleeding nose she had. She let her hair fall into her face as she stared at the ground, She wore the white, shortsleeved blouse and Grew pleated skirt the catholic school made her wear but also wore a Log, blue trench coat above it, she shot patrick a glare as another officer let her leave the station.

He expected her spark to die down but she was still Acting up even after this long, to be honest he felt strangely connected to her — but not like those other girls who he perked around on , No,This girl was Different. By now it was the summer of 1989 and he was seeing much more of her now that school was closed for break, though he Really met her when Butch invited Patrick’s dad to come over to The rebel girl’s house to drink and watch football with her father, Patricks dad insisted he come because ‘Henry would be there’ . Patricks dad, to put it simple,lied. He wasn’t;t complaining though, rebel girl’s name Was y/n and She actually spoke to him For a decent while before abruptly leaving the house after a phone call. When she came back, it was late — maybe 1 or 2 in the morning and the dad had passed out drunk in the living area leaving patrick to Smoke On the patio round the back of the house. Y/n Came into the house, And went onto the patio when she spotted Patrick. Eve though the lights were dim, he could see the blood running down her face from the illuminating living room lamp that Shone Through the glass Patio doors. She sat down next to him as he took a long drag of his cigarette. “Somebody roughed you up?” He passed the cig to her, she scoffed as she held it in between her to fingers, “No I fell over.” She commented sarcastically before taking a drag of the cigarette. He looked at her,”Who?” For a moment she held a confused look on her face, wondering why he cared. “Scotty Prescott, that fuckin’ fag you hang out with.” She took another drag. “Want me to rough him up?” Patrick asked with a smirk. Done with his shit, Y/n Grabbed the end of the cigarette and let it out on Patrick’s resting hand , discarding it on the grass somewhere before going back inside, presumably to her room. He gazed down to his hand and Watched as a slight burn mark formed. Yes, she was definitely different than the other girls and he would do anything it takes to keep her close to him.

✧.* WILBUR SOOT (CANON NOT IRL)

— DUST And ash Grew in Varying size Piles on The diner’s countertops and Tables — soot gathered in the cracks of the Once clean tile slate floor. The roof had been Knocked through, roofing tiles smashing from contact with the dirtied ground or slicing into the Pillowy, plush Part of the diner chairs. Still, It was the first place you ran when Various Booms and Bangs were heard only Miles away from the town hall where you were. All of your life’s hard work Just..gone. And to make things worse, The limp Body of A Worker was Laying across the floor — a gorey,bloody mess. You felt bile crawl its way through your throat as A Hand gently gripped onto your shoulder, “Look what we’ve done…” Wilbur Faked his Sorrow. “Its all your fault, you know?” He Carried on, as you trembled — falling backwards slightly before he caught you. ‘it you just told somebody, Anybody about the bombs, they would of stopped me.” Wilbur tutted as he let go of your shoulder, you felt completely brainwashed as he Leant closer to you and whispered into your ear. “Nobodies here to save you, just give in…” He held out his hand In front of you. You mumbled slightly in protest, shaking your head gently. “Cmon Y/n, It’ll be fun!” He Smiled as you gently placed your hand in his, too Confused to care — feeling too manipulated,guilt…you zoned for a moment until Will’s voice brought you back. “Just you and me, Against everyone…Forever.”

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