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a-small-safe-place · 4 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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the-dawn-star · 1 year

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Can I please request soft!yandere headcannons with Demetri Volturi and a human mate?

A/N: Hey and thanks for the request. I'm not sure if I have anything else to say right at this moment <3.

-S

+ 300ish words.

TW/CW: Demetri killing someone, possessiveness, talk of blood and turning into a vampire, again just not good stuff in general.

Firstly, Demetri loves to hold you all the time. He will come to your bed when you are going to sleep, just to hold you for as long as possible.

Loves to walk around with you while holding your hand even when he clearly should concentrate on his work.

Demetri in general is a big fan of PDA. Or he is just a big fan of showing everyone that you belong to him, and only him.

A relationship will include a lot of pet names. Demetri loves to call you my love, sweetheart, lovely and his personal favorite, my pet.

He would love it if you called him something cute too, but he will survive just fine with you calling him Dem.

Demetri gets jealous so fast, you might just laugh at Felix’s joke and Demetri will drag you away explaining that you shouldn’t talk to anyone who isn’t him. The next time you go to talk to Felix he practically runs away from you.

Once you were walking around the town when you were passed by a guy with his friends. Demetri felt a gaze on you two after passing the group and when he turned around to take a look, he could see the guy staring at your ass.

The guy did not make it to their destination, because while you were sitting at a cute cafe, Demetri went to hunt the guy down. Demetri was really annoyed because he couldn’t get messy with the killing, because you were waiting for him, and getting you upset would be the last thing the guard would want.

Will ask the kings if he could turn you, even before you officially started dating. He got a positive answer and has been waiting to turn you your whole dating period.

Don’t get me wrong he enjoys you being a human and having to resort to his help, but Demetri will love the day when he sees your eyes turning red, just like his.

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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》 You have learned that you are the soul mate of Felix and Demetri Volturi. These two men are obsessed with you. They are ready to die and kill for you. 《

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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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the-faceless-bride · 7 months

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Hey, I remember you mentioning that you are working on Twilight poly fic of Rosalie x Emmett x reader. Is that fic per any chance take an yandere direction?

Well.... Would anyone be interested in it taking a... Yandere... Direction... 👀👀👀

#rosalie x reader x emmet #emmet cullen x reader #emmett cullen x reader #rosalie cullen x reader #rosalie twilight #the twilight saga #twilight saga #twilight fan fiction #twilight fanfiction #twilight #poly twilight #twilight imagine #twilight imagines #Yandere rosalie cullen #Yandere Emmet cullen #yandere twilight #Yandere cullens

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goofyassauthor · 1 year

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Chapter 5 is here!!! Thank you so much for your patience everyone and enjoy!

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siswritesyanderes · 1 year

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begging for any bella/reader/edward yandere crumbs... any headcanons, scenarios, a n y t h i n g ... like how do they meet, who is more aggressive to reader (bella or edward), does edward still martyr himself or after bella is he like "fuck it we're kidnapping you", first kiss scenario, how does edward's mind reading come into play, how tf does reader react to bella and edward saying "youre our child's parent now, btw :)"... gah i think i might even like them more than yandere jalice!!

p.s. i rlly like how you see/characterize bella! i think her stoniness is 10x more interesting when viewed as her actual personality

(Thank you so much!)

Okay, so I probably won't be able to get all my thoughts down here, but I think it depends on whether we're keeping with the way I characterize Edward in Rule One (namely, the idea that he's learned to be a better person after seeing what lessons Renesmee learns from his behavior) or if we're going canon Edward.

I think, if it's canon Edward, the events of the Twilight saga would have disabused him of the idea that he's inherently evil and soulless (since the whole thesis of Breaking Dawn was "Actually, we're awesome and this is awesome; I don't know what I was even worried about," /hj), so his natural arrogance would take center stage. Not to mention, you don't have Bella's power, so he can hear your thoughts; he isn't going into this like "Who is this frustratingly mysterious person? How can I plumb their depths? Dare I even risk it?" He's going into it more, "I know every dorky thing you think about, and regardless I am in a veritable maelstrom of limerence. But you should still know, it's dorky. You dork. I would die for you."

Bella would be all over breaking into your room and reading all of your journals and diaries and yearbook signatures cover to cover. I feel that Bella would be more in the delusional yandere category than Edward, even without factoring in his mind reading; from her perspective, she's reached the happy ending of one love story, so she's pretty sure she can effortlessly speedrun a second one, now that she's a vampire and therefore categorically way better than she was before. Edward would be slightly more careful, because he remembers every second of every hurdle that came before the happy ending last time and also he is very aware of the little detail that you aren't in love with them yet. That being said, he still thinks nothing of sneaking into your room; in fact, he loves listening to your dreams and subtly referencing them in conversation with you the next day. Bella takes his cue and starts weaving sentiments from your journals and diaries into conversations, as well.

If it's Edward in his Rule One characterization, then I think his tactics would be less obviously stalkerish than Bella's; Bella would still follow the example he gave for vampire courtship and be all for climbing in windows and watching people sleep because that's how her ideal romance played out and if it ain't broke don't fix it. (She doesn't have a problem with what Edward did, and she thinks it's fun to be on this side of it, because she loves how strong and awesome she is as a vampire.) Edward would be more, "Love, I regret my boorish disregard for your privacy when you were human, and I'd like not to repeat the behavior now. Instead, I will find our mate's father at his place of work and politely inform him of our intentions to court them. Hopefully, we can go about this the proper way." (Whether or not he goes through with it depends on a lot of different factors, but that's the sort of thing he'd think of.)

In either case, Renesmee would immediately not be normal about you. Like, she genuinely should not be left alone with you, or even allowed around you without a pre-planned topic of conversation, because she would certainly say or do something weird (pretty much regardless of how old she is, unless decades have passed; I feel like the family's constant attention and spoiling would shape her as a person in a pretty-long term way). Like, this younger "sibling" of your classmates going, "If you were my mom/dad/parent, how would you put me to bed?" "I'll bet you'd make a great parent. Can I hug you?"

Bella expects you to be able to leave your friends and family behind and join them as a vampire with relative ease, and she doesn't fully understand if you can't. After all, she loved her parents and friends, and she was willing to leave them. Why won't you? Were she still human, she would convert this confusion pretty quickly into insecurity (As in, she would believe it's because she isn't good enough and you can't love her.), but as a vampire, she believes she is perfect now, so she is genuinely just confused.

Basically, many possibilities, lol.

#yandere bella swan #yandere bella cullen #yandere edward cullen #male yandere #female yandere #yandere poly #poly yandere #yandere twilight #twilight renaissance

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idontknowwhatimdoinglol · 12 days

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Hey! If you don’t mind can you do a fic where yandere Marcus Volturi(movies) finds his mate in a human girl who has a shield like Bella so he can’t use Chelsea or Corin to tie her down. Maybe a stubborn mate that’s not putting up with him trying to lock her up and runsaway to prove a point. Just imagine a yandere Marcus stressing because he feels like he might lose her like he lost Didyme plus like 2,000 years of touch starved and hopelessness. Feel free to ignore if you don’t like it🥰

Ofc anon!

Yandere Marcus volturi x reader (stubborn)

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you ran through the dark streets of voltera out of breath and tired, it would have been more logical to escape during the day but night was when your captor hunted giving you a slim chance at freedom. you came to volterra with your friends on what was supposed to be a relaxing vacation, it was anything but that. you and your friends had been invited to tour the volturi castle unaware of the monsters that lied inside, the monsters that killed the innocent tourists that fell for the trap like so many others. but not you, they left you standing amongst it all scared and shaking, that is when you met him. needless to say it was a surprise and joy to Marcus when he discovered he had another mate, a second chance at love, one that he would never lose again. he was nice at first not wanting to scare you or force you to love him. thinking you would do it on your own he gave you freedom to move around the castle but the first time you tried to escape he became panicked and realized that giving you said freedom would make him lose you. it took him awhile to realize you had a shield gift but it was jane who had brought it to his attention when she found you trying to escape for the second time and attempted using her gift of you, when it didn't work she took you back by force. You were locked away in marcus's private chambers where only he and the few he aloud could be near you, finding out that you were immune to their gifts nearly drove him mad with fear of not being able to stop you from leaving. But after months of convincing him that you wouldn't run he had left you alone, not for long but long enough for you to escape the castle. Now here you were running through the dark streets of volterra, silently hoping the rushing sounds around you were the wind rather then what you escaped from, just as you reached the border of the city you were pinned against a wall, the force knocking the air out of you. Of course the one responsible for this was jane, she had never bothered being gentle with you not caring that you were human. "You know that your are not aloud out of the castle, it is quite rude to hurt your mate by continuing to run from him" she says giving you a blank stare, her red eyes peircing. You managed to wiggle from her grip, half knowing that she didn't just loosen it for fun, as you guessed once your back was turned to the alleyway your mate sped from behind holding you close, his face in your hair. "You do not know how worried I was my love" he mumbles holding you tighter "thank you jane, that will be all" marcus says barely looking up to look at her as she sped away, "Marcus i-" you start, trying to defend yourself with an excuse of why you ran away "shh it's alright my love, I know you didn't run because you don't love me, it's because I haven't given you enough love" he smiles, holding your warm hand in his "the sun will rise soon, im sure your quite exhausted from your adventures" he says before picking you up bridal style, you didn't fight him, you knew you couldn't you just had to accept this for now, until you could find a way to escape. But deep down you knew that you would never escape, he wouldn't let you. You are his mate after all

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darkmold · 1 year

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Greetings From a Damp Basement!

I want to explore a darker writing style, so I made this blog to separate my more disturbing stories from my plain ones.

Shoot me an ask sometime 📕

Please note that I have a right to deny a request. I’m not sure what my boundaries are at the moment, but I’ll be maintaining a list of rules as time goes on.

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Note: longer fics will be posted at my own discretion

#yandere twilight #yandere twilight saga #the last of us x reader #yandere the last of us #yandere tlou #dark fic #yandere twd #yandere hunger games #the hunger games x reader #resident evil x reader #yandere resident evil

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candybowbeansies · 1 year

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Colors and Promises

warnings/notes: reader is preggers, ya'lls aren’t married cuz he’s literally a criminal, yandere Dabi if u squint, SOFT DABI SOFT DABI WOOWOO, soft angst like very soft, fluff, soft kisses, slow dancing(its canon, he dances), man produces steam(literally. read and you'll know what i mean ;3), ya'll have a complicated relationship but its still cute tho, soulmate au if u squint, spoilers on his real name and hints at things about him/his past, Romantic Beach Meetup™️ and its lofi, you eventually spill the beanz finkin bout breaking up w him cuz bb(s) 🥺 growing a family is hardcoded into his DNA so don't worry much--

TWO THIS TIMEE yis same song, separate artists! Tokoyami, our sweetbeak, and Overhaul(big spoilers? ig) our beloved mad surgeon gremlin next!

~Masterlist~

heart beats fast~

You’re perched on the cement seawall, not another soul in sight, staring off into the horizon, phone in hand. Yours and his song plays on repeat in your earbuds, because you’ve finally made up your mind. See, the man you love is a wanted criminal. You’ve been with him for years, starting off as friends with benefits because you braved flirting with him. True to the song, the moment you laid your eyes on him, you knew right then and there…you’d found a place for your heart. You were afraid to fall deeper, but how could you not? Behind the stoic, crude, enigmatic man was a boy who wanted to love and be loved. And once he let you in, through all your efforts, he proved to be abrasive, yes; but he was honest and loyal to a fault.

Children were never spoken about. From what he’s confided in you about his past, you had a gut-sinking feeling that he never wanted any. Busy with his activities, the two of you would tryst every few weeks to a few months at most. He was never gone from your side longer than three months.

It was two months ago you’d found out you were pregnant.

Your phone buzzes with a message from an unknown number as tears fall.

i’m close.

You scrub away those tears, recognizing his brief style.

i love you.

A small smile finds its way on your face, only for a short moment. In all honesty, you loved him, too. You’ve agonized over this since you found out, and came to the painful decision of breaking up with him the next time you and him meet.

You massage your baby bump-it was just beginning to show. One bud is plucked from your ear, and you jolt, your hand fleeing from your stomach. “Keep tellin’ ya, don’t use both of ‘em.” you hear a familiar voice chide. He’s finally here, you think, still not quite ready for, well…any of what’s going to happen.

You stare ahead at a particularly interesting point off in the distance as he plops down by your side while you bundle up your baggy jacket to hide them from him. The sun was already well below the horizon.

“I’m not always here to protect you, dove.” he says, the nickname falling from his lips affectionately. In the corner of your eye, you see him raise the earbud to rest it against his ear. You can hear his soft exhale, and practically feel his smile.

“Our song.” he says, after several moments of silence that felt like an eternity to you. “What’s the occasion?” he asks, craning his head to look at you with a lopsided smile. This smile drops when he sees you’ve been crying. “You were crying.” he states, matter of factly, gears chugging in his head. It’s not long before the smile is back, larger than before. “Awe, did you miss me?” he teases, and you roll your eyes. You then hastily gather your earbuds and phone, sliding off the seawall with practiced grace, skipping off a few steps before turning around and sticking your tongue out at him.

“Of course I missed you, doooofus.” you tease back. “But that’s not the reason why. Come find out?” you beckon him, and this time it’s his turn to roll his eyes. “I’ll give you a head start, mouse.” he growls playfully. You squeak and dash off in excitement as he begins counting.

You would enjoy what little time left you had, you decided, your heart thudding against your ribcage in a bittersweet melody, laughter escaping you. You make record-breaking speed, but it isn’t long before you can hear his boots in the sand right behind you. You pick up your pace a little, squealing out towards the ocean, laughter still bubbling from you. No matter how hard you try, you just can’t beat Touya in a race for anything.

He had his eyes on the prize-you-and he’d be damned if he didn’t get it. “Gotcha, mouse.” you hear him grunt right behind you, and not a moment later, you find yourself in his grasp. “Touya!” you shriek playfully as he lifts you and swings you around with jolly snickers. The momentum is enough to send your phone out of your pocket and onto the sand, your earbuds dislodging from the socket.

‘Heart beats fast Colors and promises How to be brave? How can I love, when I’m afraid to fall?’

He sets you down on your feet, the both of you looking at your phone. Somewhere along, the song switched from the lo-fi cover you’d liked so much to the original song on repeat.

‘But watching you stand alone? All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow’

You turn around to face him, his turquoise hues looking down into yours. “Our song.” you say, and he smiles. “Our song.” he repeats after you. ‘One step closer,’ you hum along, the acoustics dancing in the salty breeze. The two of you gradually move into a slow sway, letting the music play. It isn’t long before he pipes up.

“You know what, fuck it. I suck at singing but who cares?” he says, and you huff out a laugh as he gives his best attempt at the second verse as it plays, completely and comically tone-deaf.

‘Time stands still Beauty in all she is I will be brave I will not let anything take away What's standing in front of me Every breath Every hour has come to this’

You don’t care to stifle your giggles much, because he loved seeing you laugh-even at his own expense. The corners of his eyes crinkle warmly, and he ‘tries’ even louder. “Oh, stop!” you laugh, half-heartedly smacking his chest. Your laughter is short lived, however, as he leans down to capture your lips.

One step closer.

You wrap your arms around his torso, relishing in his warmth. The kiss breaks as the two of you sway, lost in each other’s embrace. You bury your face in his duster, wishing this moment would last longer, terrified of having to choose, despite already having made up your mind, because you were convinced he didn't want to be a father.

Only the two of you on the beach, beneath the moon, slow-dancing, kissed by the salty air of the sea, foamy waters lazily lapping at the sands; a picture-perfect moment in the lives of a struggling couple. What made you make this decision in the first place was because you didn’t want to nail him down, when he could be out there, being him.

Free.

The song reaches its crescendo, and you tuck away all those fantasies of having a dysfunctional, yes-but happy nonetheless family-one by painstaking one.

One step closer.

Those words you prepared yourself to say…they die before they get the chance to form. And just like this, repeatedly, until the song ends, you try to actually say them.

“Touya…?” you say, your voice incredibly small. He hums in reply. No beating around the bush, you tell yourself. You sniff, peering up at him. He stares back at you, quizzically. “Dove?” he calls when you don’t speak. You smile.

It’s going to be okay.

“I found out…” you trail off, then sigh. “A couple of months ago.” you say, opting to stare at his shirt when he raises a brow. You briefly clench your jaw before spitting it out. “I’m pregnant.”

“I thought you should know…well, since…finding out much later would be fucked up, ya’know?” your voice wavers, tears beginning to gather at your eyes.

"I decided to keep it." the words tumble out of your mouth quickly, your resolve shattering as those tears begin to fall. "If you don't want to be there, I understand, you don't have--to-" your voice shrinks back as he grabs your chin and forces you to look up at him.

You blink away the blurriness caused by them…to see his widened turquoise hues brighter than ever. His throat bobs, an indistinct sound escaping him, steam emerging from his broken skin, in between the staples.

This phenomenon happened when he was flustered; something only you could do to him. However, when it takes a blackish hue, that was a warning sign.

"Touya!" you gasp, reaching up to grab his face, afraid the man you loved would spontaneously combust, but he stops you in your tracks.

"You're pregnant?" he repeats this; over and over, stupified. You gulp, nodding once. "Yes. I am, and I--" "You want to keep it?" he interrupts, drowning out your soft tone.

You hesitate for a moment.

Not because you weren't sure if you really wanted to keep it...but because you were afraid. Afraid he wouldn't want it. Afraid you'd have to let him go. Afraid the life growing inside you would nail him down, somehow. Afraid he would feel caged in.

You gasp softly, your voice failing you. All you can do is nod, crocodile tears streaming from your eyes.

"Mine?" you hear the disbelief in his voice, blackish smoke erupting from his throat, followed by a harsh cough as you nod again, surely; "Damnit, dove."

He exhales the smoke, pointedly staring at the ocean behind you. "That's not smart." he tells you. You knew it wasn't, but you didn't give a damn. He huffs, and you try to pull away, but he's quick to encase you with his arms. Your heart beats a mile a minute as he speaks.

"I don't think I can be a good dad." he admits, and you want to rebuff him, but you manage to keep it down. "I'm a wanted man, dove." he says. You know.

"I'm a criminal. I can't provide like a normal man." he continues, and you clench your teeth. "I can't be there all the time." he says, his words sprouting hope inside you.

You knew he couldn't be there. And that was okay.

But...your worries were still there.

You open your mouth, weakly pushing him away. "But I'll be damned if if you try to run, dove." his words shut you up. "It won't be pretty." he growls, his voicebox singed by his quirk. "S'don't to that t'me, okay?" his soft plea comes out hoarsely, his voice slowly giving out for the nth time, but you knew he'd get it back, like all the other times. You lift a hand, gingerly stroking his marred cheek, staples searing hot to the touch, but you didn't care. "Stay where I know you are, dove."

He leans into your touch, and you give him a kiss.

"I promise." you tell him. You and him, and the life inside you, would figure things out. You sigh softly-happily.

Your wish of a happy, dysfunctional family just might come true.

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #bnha #dabi x reader #todoroki touya x reader #touya todoroki x reader #inspo'd by song fic #TWO songs this time #well one song #two artists so yeah #Spotify

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the-dawn-star · 11 months

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I am now invested with yandere alec with a cinnamon roll reader so I have some request for you! Maybe when her stuffies finally come in through mail or something she is so excited and she starts introducing alec to all her stuffy which have names!!!! She can also paint alec so pictures when he's gone and he comes back while she is asleep and sees them then she wakes up and freaks out cause they were supposed to be a gift. Maybe the Romanians come and steal her and he finds her all hurt I need some more possessive/protective alec in my life! Thank you for listening hope you have a lovley week!

A/N: Hi! I'm so sorry that this took so long. My school ended and I was stressed and in general not feeling well mentally. Again, This is movie Alec, not the 11-year-old book Alec!!!

-S

+500ish words.

TW: posessiveness, not good stuff, a bit of talk about bruises, and again this is not okay!!!

You had waited for this day for weeks. Finally, a massive box from Forks came to your and Alec’s room.

Alec was somewhere in the castle working so you had at least a few hours before Alec would get back to your room.

You opened the box and started to pick each one of them up with care and put them down to your bed into a straight line.

When Alec got back to your room, he was shocked with the fact that most of the bed was covered in stuffies.

“Oh! You are back, that’s great, my stuffies came and I wanted to introduce you to them.”

You took Alec’s hand and pulled him to the bed, starting to name all the stuffies, telling a full-on story about each stuffed animal’s past and wishes.

At the end Alec remembered one or two names and was so tired with it all that he would go to sleep if he could.

Alec had to beg you to put some of the stuffies to the ground so you would have enough space to sleep (also he needs the space so he can cuddle with you while you are falling asleep).

At the end you and Alec were cuddled into a small corner of the bed while Alec was spooning you from behind and you were holding your favorite stuffed animal.

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Alec had gone on a mission with some other guards.

And of course, you were bored. So bored that you started to doodle. And you doodled some more and more and more until you fell asleep mostly covered by stuffies.

You woke up the next morning feeling cold arms around you.

“Hi.” You said, turning around to face your boyfriend.

“Hey..., why didn’t you tell me you were so good at drawing?” Alec wanted his words to be encouraging but instead you jumped out of the bed and ran to your desk covered in your doodles.

“You looked at them?!” You asked, clearly freaked out.

“I mean, you didn’t really hide them, did you.” Alec responded and got up from the bed.

“Yeah, but you weren’t supposed to come home today!”

You bickered to each other for the next 20 minutes until Alec apologized and kissed your cheek. (The man apologizes first every single time you fight.)

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You were taken by the Romanians.

You weren’t sure what the reason was, but you knew that this wouldn’t end well for them if Alec was the one to decide that.

Your lip was bleeding, and you had some minor bruising but overall you were doing okay.

Outside the room you were kept in started to rattle. And with every second it got closer and closer to your holding place.

Your stay hadn’t been the worst, actually the Romanians were mostly really funny, if not a bit blood thirsty.

Alec basically ran into your room. You stood up and Alec walked to you scanning your body for anything acute.

“Did they hurt you?” Alec asked, pulling you to a gentle hug.

“No, they weren’t too bad,” you said with a smile on your face.

“Good, but don’t think that you will be leaving the castle ever again, actually forget that you aren’t leaving our room ever again...” Alec’s eyes were raven black and without a question he picked you up into his arms.

#the volturi x reader #the volturi coven #the volturi guard #the volturi #the twilight renaissance #the twilight series #the twilight saga #alec volturi x you #alec x reader #alec volturi x reader #alec volturi #yandere hcs #yandere twilight

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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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chezzywezzy · 2 years

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Yandere Jasper Hale (6/10)

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Bella pulled up to school on that fine morning.

“Jacob told me about an ancient legend about the Cold Ones.”

“About how it’s why the Cullens don’t come to la push. It’s, uh, a territory thing.”

I was with her. I didn’t separate from her all day, only for class.

“I thought it was a silly legend, but…”

Even during lunch, I wouldn’t spare Jasper a glance. I couldn’t talk to him.

“I’ve been connecting the dots. The inhuman speed. Inhuman strength. Inhuman senses. The cold flesh. Their changing eyes. Their eating habits. Everything proves it…”

Not yet.

“The Cullens, including Jasper, are vampires.”

It sounded crazy. I knew it did. However, the moment the word came out of Bella’s mouth, it fit perfectly, and I knew it to be true. It seemed like something out of a horror movie. Or comedy movie. Hell, even a romance. But it never seemed possible in reality.

So, here I was, walking out of the school building. Jasper wasn’t in my peripheral, but I knew he was around. And if he wasn’t… I knew he’d arrive in a flash.

Jessica and my other friends were calling to me from the van. And yet, my body didn’t respond. No wave, no smile, no acknowledgement. It was as though I didn’t have control of my own body. As I stalked past the grass courtyard and entered the green, wooden pastures.

Only when I was under the shady trees, surrounded by nothing by nature, did I halt. My backpack was still slung over my shoulders, but my knuckles had grown pale. I let out a breath that I didn’t know I was holding in. It was as though my body was on autopilot.

At least, until I felt a presence behind me. And I turned, coming face to face with Jasper.

He looked terrified. Was he expected to kill me now that I knew? I was the one who should’ve been afraid. And yet, his golden eyes held more fear than I could conjure.

“Why… didn’t you wait for me to tell you?” he croaked through gritting teeth.

“She was fearing for our lives,” I chuckled grimly. “At least one of us had some common sense passed down. I feel crazy for even being here right now.”

“You are. You know what I am. You should be screaming and crying. You should be… scared.”

“But I’m not. If you wanted me dead, I would be,” I reasoned shakily. “But… you’ve killed people, haven’t you?”

“I… have.” Hearing that confirmation, I was crestfallen. And when he took a step closer, I took a step back. It was in vein, though, as he was in front of me in an instant and grabbed my shoulders. “Wait… Let me explain.”

“I hardly have a choice, do I?” I retorted bitterly, lowering my head in defeat.

“It was eighteen-sixty-three when I was turned by my former lover, Maria. I was a sheriff when I rode out to the river and found three women. Maria lured me in and changed me to be her slave in her newborn vampire army.” Shivers rolled down my spine as Jasper’s fingers ghosted down my arm further. “When I changed, I had a very special ability. One that Maria greatly desired. She kept me close as her second-in-command. We… were in love. Or, at least, I was.

“One day, I grew tired of her games. I felt terrible for having to kill newborn after newborn after their strength and speed became useless to us. And that’s when I met Alice and the other Cullens. They… offered me a home I never had. In exchange for a family, I would give up human blood and become a… vegetarian, so to say. We only eat animals.”

“But… you clearly have a hard time around people, even now,” I inquired weakly. “Why me?”

“It - it stunned us all when you and Bella arrived at school. Edward was the first to realize something was off,” Jasper continued. By now, we were holding hands, and I finally willed myself to meet his gaze. “When he smelled Bella, he never wanted any human’s blood more in his life. And, even worse, he couldn’t practice his ability on her. He can read minds, a very powerful gift. I’ve tried on several occasions, too.”

“And…?”

“And then… there was you,” he sighed. “You - you smell different. Not disgusting. Not delicious. You smell like nothing. Usually, we can detect and smell human blood, no matter the blood type. But with you - nothing. And because of that…”

“You could talk to me.”

He chuckled nervously. “You say that as though it’s a bad thing.”

Any worries I felt were replaced with confusion. I was tired. I leaned and placed my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me and held me close. He was freezing. But… it was almost normal. Almost right.

“Jas… just answer me this one thing.”

“Anything, darling.”

“What… what’s your power?”

I felt like I knew already. That the hints were there. But if he said that one ability, I would lose my trust in him. Not because of the atrocities of his past. Not because of his species. This was the sole dealbreaker that would cause me to question everything.

“Well, I… can sense and manipulate emotions.”

I lifted my head and pushed at his chest. Tears sprung to my eyes. He gave me but a few inches, his brows furrowing, because he could sense the distress. Of course he could.

“So everything I feel for you is a lie?” I snapped. “I know you’ve used it on me. Every time I ask questions, every time I think a thought, I -I…”

“Of course not,” he whispered, a hand moving to cup my cheek. “None of it was a lie. What we feel about each other is real. I swear, Y/n, I haven’t felt this way since Maria. And even then, I’ve never felt anything like this —"

“That’s not the problem, Jasper, and you know it!” I boomed. “For all I know, you could’ve used it the day we met. You could be using it all the time and I wouldn’t have a clue —"

“But I haven’t. Please, calm down —"

“Or what, huh? Are you going to make me?”

I’d never seen him so hurt, and his arms released me, dropping to his sides. I felt bad. But, I felt betrayed. Confused. Worried. I knew it was wrong to pity him when he was a supernatural being. A vampire who’s killed people and his own kind. Hell, if it wasn’t for my scent or whatever, I could be dead. Sucked dry. Nothing but bone and marrow.

I hated that I still liked him when all of my senses told me I shouldn’t. I rubbed my forehead anxiously. “I… I don’t know if I can do this. It’s insane.”

His eyes widened desperately, and his fists balled up. “You don’t need to be scared of me.”

“You know damn well that’s not it,” I croaked. “Where the hell would we even go from here, huh? You wait until I waste away and die while you live forever in your vampire glee? I watch and wait until you lose control and mess up? You trick me into being with you anyways, because hell, it doesn’t really matter what I think, does it —"

I froze in fear as I watched Jasper’s eyes glazed over and turned ruby red. A snarl tugged at his lips, and prominent fangs escaped. And yet, he didn’t look angry. If anything, he looked disheartened. All my fury dissipated and I raised my hand toward him and placed it on his chest.

“Please…”

My mouth went dry and I gulped. With my free hand, I wiped away my tears. He held my hand to his chest, and I knew better than to try and pull away. He was strong. Too strong. Because he was a vampire. And yet, I wanted him so bad. I was just trying to find faults. But maybe, just maybe, that was the right thing to do.

“It’s impossible to be that interested in me. We’ve only known each other, what, three months?”

“Then I can wait,” he responded eagerly, his eyes returning to their golden homeostasis. “I have already waited for eternity to meet you. I thought fate… was a silly notion. But if it’s you, I can wait an eternity more.”

My heart dropped to my stomach and I couldn’t help but frown. Jasper… he was so genuine. How could I turn him away?

“God, I want you…”

“Then what’s stopping you?”

I bit my lip, meeting his beautiful, glowing orbs. “…Bella.” It took me a moment to process. “Oh my god, Bella! She’s still waiting for me. I - I have to go, Jas —"

I went to dodge him, but an arm swooped around my waist and I was in the same position I was before. I was breathless as I stared at his handsome expression. He had leaned in so close to me. My eyes fluttered shut, and I expected to feel his lips against mine.

Instead, something cold pressed against my forehead.

As he pulled away, he sent me a gentle, almost goofy smile. “…For the road.”

~~~

It was winter and it was cold. The winter formal was still on my mind, but Jasper hadn’t asked me yet. I knew he was trying to give me space, but I found myself longing for him more than our interactions at school. I wanted to go on an official date with him and call him every night.

However, I didn’t want to rush it. There were so many logistics to think about. Dating a vampire… meant he wasn’t looking for something casual. And in the back of my mind, I feared for the worst. He may be immune to my stench or whatever, but it could wear off.

I was hoping, during that car ride home after our fateful encounters with the supernatural, that she’d convince me not to think about Jasper. But, instead, she informed me that she was with Edward. And I knew better than to be hypocrite. I couldn’t even convince myself to give up Jasper.

But… today wasn’t about him. It was about Jacob, who had been distant as of late. I heard from dad who heard from Billy that he was having a hard time. I’d tried to call him previously, but he never answered. At least, until last night.

“Can I come over to hang out? I really need a break,” he’d told me over the phone.

Of course, I accepted. I made sure to wake up extra early to buy some snacks for when he arrived. Bella would be god knows where with Edward, and dad was at work. That meant we had the whole day to ourselves to catch up.

I rose from the couch, the afternoon sun covered by snowy clouds barely peeking through the curtains.

Knock knock.

Two o’ clock, on the dot. I skipped over to the door, peeking out to make sure it was Jacob. It was indeed, and I opened the door, immediately pouncing on him. We both laughed, but as I hugged him, I noticed how muscular he’d become.

“Jake! God, I’ve been worried sick. Get in here!” I exclaimed, pulling his arm and closing the door behind him.

Despite from the brief exposure of the snowy outdoors, Jake’s hug was oddly warm. And as I eyed him up and down, I realized he was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He ruffled my hair, and I realized how he towered over me. He had a small grin on his much handsomer face.

“I’m sorry for going M.I.A.,” he apologized. “Things have just been… busy. The guys have been telling me to get back to you, though.”

I crossed my arms, sending him a glare. “You should be sorry. You didn’t even respond to my texts! All I could rely on was dad relaying information from Billy. What was going on.”

He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “It’s… difficult to talk about.”

I rolled my eyes. “Gosh, that’s not the first time I’ve heard that from a damned friend of mine. You will definitely be telling me later, got it? For now…” I motioned the television. “Jeopardy is on! And a pizza’s in the oven. Oh - and I bought cookies, too!”

Jake laughed again, all of his unease having washed away. “That sounds great.”

He tossed his arm around my shoulder and let me push him onto the couch. He waited patiently as I pulled out the pizza. I returned only a few minutes later to find Jacob watching the kitchen doorway with interest. The commercials were playing, though, so I couldn’t blame him.

I arranged the various snacks and utensils. As much as I adored my Forks high school friends, I need a break from all this vampire drama. Even with Jessica and Angela, it was always ‘Jasper this, Edward that.’ It grew tiresome.

“How has school been for you?” I asked with a face shoved with pizza. I felt no discomfort as I leaned against him, one arm thrown around his neck.

Jacob shrugged. “So-so. I know you think it’s all fun out on the reservation, but ever since I… went through some changes, it’s been the definition of hell for me. Suddenly - especially now that Harry’s dead - I’m expected to be this community leader. It’s stressful and I definitely needed this.”

I pulled a blanket onto my legs, humming. “I get that. I’m sorry about Harry, by the way I know how important he was to you.”

“Well, Seth and Leah are taking it the worst. I mean, obviously. He was their father,” he expressed. “But… enough about that. What about your life? I would hope things are going better for you.”

Oh, the dreaded question. I slowed my chews thoughtfully. How could I hint at vampirism without actually putting my potential boyfriend? Jacob stared at me expectantly. “Well, uh, different?”

Jacob tilted his head, suspicion flooding his eyes. “What happened? Don’t tell me it’s still an ‘ugh, boys’ problem.”

I teetered my hands. “Well, kind of? I have this complicated thing going with Jasper. He’s all into me, but he’s, well, a… a little weird, I guess that’s how I put it. I mean, I absolutely adore the guy, but - it’s genuinely so hard to talk about without spoiling.”

His jaw clenched and all playfully dissolved into a serious composure. He grabbed my upper arm, squeezing reassuringly. “Listen, Y/n. I know the Cullens seem charming —"

“Oh, they are! Bella already jumped the bullet and is actually with Edward Cullen. They’ve been dating for weeks. They’re absolutely obsessed with each other —"

“They’re what?” he boomed, sitting up and grabbing my shoulders. I gulped as his cold eyes bore into me. “Y/n, that’s not good. I can’t say how, but the Cullens are all freaks. They’re dangerous. And this Jasper, I know damn well he only sees you like a piece of meat.”

My heart stopped. Did he know? He was the one who told Bella about the legend that led to our discovery of their supernatural species of the first place. “Are you… do you know about them?”

Jacob scowled. “Do you?”

“I mean, if you’re talking about what I think you’re talking about, then yeah —"

A knock sounded from the front door. I was confused, but was more than happy to end the conversation. Jacob was suddenly alert, though, and as I stood, he grabbed my wrist. “Let me get it.”

“It’s my house —"

Jacob had already pushed me back onto the sofa and was at the front door in a flash. I trailed behind him, peering over his shoulder. However, he instead pushed an extra lock over the door.

“I’m not answering,” he conceded.

“What? Jake, get out of the way!”

I pushed him with all my right, but it seemed to have no effect on the muscular man. Huffing and giving up, I went to the small window beside it and peered out. I let out a gasp, as I recognized Jasper’s grey sedan, and, judging from the car’s appearance, the man in front of the door was Jasper.

“Listen, Jake, please move out of the way. I’ll literally open the damn window for him and then you’ll feel bad because you’ve cost us more on the heating bill,” I coaxed.

Jake gave me an incredulous look, but roughly moved out of the way. I swung the front door, my heart bating erratically. It’d been a while since I’d seen Jasper outside of school. And yet, here he was at my doorstep. And he had a beautiful bouquet of f/f in his grasp.

I gasped, clapping my hands together. “Jas! God, get in here, it’s freezing outside.” I grabbed his arm and tugged, but he didn’t budge.

I looked at him once more and quirked a brow. Jacob and Jasper were glaring venomously at one another, and it was like they wanted to tear each other to shreds. I tugged again, though, and he met my concerned gaze. His instantly softer and he stepped inside.

I closed the door behind him, wanting nothing more than to ease the tension. “So… what’s the occasion?”

Jasper gave me a tense, close-mouthed smile. “I wanted to take you out for dinner… I didn’t think you’d have a mutt over, though.”

Jacob suddenly growled, and it hardly sounded human. “Leave, Cullen. You’re not welcome here.”

Jasper quirked a brow, baring his fangs. I jumped back, mind blanking on me. They were just baring their teeth at one another, and I was caught in the middle of it. “Jake… you knew? Was that why you told her the story about the Cold Ones?”

Jake grabbed my arm and pulled me over to him. Jasper regarded Jacob with disdain. Something in his eyes was telling him to back off, though, and due to him being a vampire, I feared for my friend.

“I didn’t think it was true at the time,” he grumbled. “But I’m not surprised your blood-sucker-dating sister failed to mention the other half of the story.”

“Hey —!” I squeaked, only to be interrupted.

Jasper’s grip tightened on the flowers, and the snapped in half somehow. He threw them at the wall, and I realized it was his own way of releasing anger. His eyes were blood red. And Jacob… was fuzzier?

“Werwolf,” Jasper hissed. “Let go of her before you scratch her with those filthy paws of yours.”

Jacob scoffed. “Says the one that plans to suck her dry any day now.”

I furrowed my brows, deciding to slam my heel on Jacob’s foot. He released me, although he didn’t seem to flinch in the slightest. I shuffled away, taking a step back. My brain was absolutely fried from all this supernatural knowledge being thrust on me, and right now, I didn’t care to ask questions.

While they looked like they were on the verge of murdering each other, not budging, but slaughtering with their glares. I walked back to the couch and plopped down.

Oh, it was another ad break. God dammit, their petty xenophobic - or whatever the right term is - argument prevented me from seeing who won jeopardy. I tuned back into conversation, peering over couch while bunched up in the blankets. They were still throwing stupid threats at one another. I was rather confused why they weren’t actually killing each other, though.

“Hey, boys, over here,” I called. Both of them turned to me. “…Want to watch jeopardy together? Another episode is starting soon.”

Jacob regarded me with confusion, motioning to Jasper wildly. “Are you kidding me? The blood sucker has to go —"

“Says the filthy mutt,” Jasper guffawed.

“The point is, he’s a disgusting vampire,” Jacob boomed, and Jasper chimed at the same time, "Werewolf!”

Silence fell over the room and I quirked my brows in disbelief. They looked at me expectantly, both panting with range.

“…So?”

Jacob snorted indignantly. “Wow. What a great blood sucker you are. Not even telling your next meal why you species are so disgusting —"

Jasper slammed his fist into the wall beside him, and although I couldn’t see, I knew damn well it left a dent. “You know nothing about me. Or her, for that matter. Stop pretending you’re all pure and good, because all you’re trying to do is —"

“Boys, boys!” I shouted, becoming rather irked. “Jesus Christ, guys. You know what - I don’t care. Jasper, leave. Let’s go on a date tomorrow night, ‘kay? And call me later. Jacob, I promised a nice, relaxing day with you, so cool it. Otherwise, I’m kicking you both out and you can take this… rivalry or whatever elsewhere. Got. it?”

Both of the men fell silent. Jasper’s jaw clenched, while Jacob was seemingly gloating his ‘victory.’ I disregarded it immediately, turning back to the television.

From behind me, the front door open and shut. And then Jacob was beside me, still tense, but a large smirk on his face. I sent him a glance, lacking my usual amusement. He just shrugged, leaning back against the couch. We watched Jeopardy in silence.

And, as the episode came to a close, I zoned back in again. There Jacob was, laying on my lap. My irritation disappeared and was replaced with concern. Of course I had questions. But… today was meant to be a day that was vampire - and apparently, werewolf - free. Maybe how I reacted was stupid, and Jasper would be pissed at me, but for now…

Wow. Jacob’s hair was really fluffy.

I giggled to myself and gently ran my fingers through it. He was out like a light, so I felt comfortable petting him without his knowledge. I was rather tired myself. However, I cherished the moment. Because, if even for just a few minutes, it was just me and a good childhood friend chilling on my couch in a normal world where I wasn’t having an existential crisis.

But, as I pulled my hand away, he grabbed it. I made no objections as he pulled my palm onto his cheek. He was warm. I smiled slightly.

His eyes fluttered open, and that’s when I saw it. The same disparity Jasper had harbored during our interaction.

“Y/n… I care about you. And I won’t let you go down the same path Bella is choosing. Vampires…. They’re built to mystify and charm. They’re built to lie and cheat. They don’t have any souls. There’s no happy ending if you stick around the Cullens. You’ll either become lifeless like them, or you’ll end up as their meal.”

I sighed, brushing my thumb across his jawline. “Jacob… Are you saying this without bias? Tell me that there’s not even the slightest amount of bias behind your words, because I will believe you. Tell me that you’re not saying this because you’re sworn enemies or whatever. Tell me that it’s not because I’m your friend and because Bella’s your crush.”

“I… I’ve never liked Bella. Not like that.”

I huffed in disbelief.

“But… I’m serious. Those Cullens… they may deny the blood of humans, but with time, they’ll grow weaker. They need human blood. It is the reason they exist. Blood will always be the first priority. Not love, not family, not traveling. Blood. And I say this with full honesty.”

I sighed, my heart sinking. A part of me believed him. And a part of me wanted to deny it. I already knew how difficult it was for Jasper to be in crowded situations. He tried his best, and I knew he was good, but it was in his nature to be bad. To kill.

But I still wanted him. I couldn’t deny that.

I could at least… hide it for now, though. I needed real distance from him. ‘They’re built to mystify and charm.’

I knew damn well Jasper was especially equipped with those skills.

“…Okay. I’ll think about that. Thanks, Jake.”

I pulled my hand away, ruffling his hair affectionately. He laughed unexpectedly, relief washing over his features.

“…Hey, can I drive you to school tomorrow?”

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