description: Hey! First of all, I simply love your blog and second of all, I was wondering if I could request an imagine with Caius where the reader and him spend some quality time with each other, cuddling near the fireplace (bonus points if they’re one of the oldest married couples in Volterra) and they reminisce all of their years together? Ups and downs? Basically, good old tooth rotting, old married power couple fluff. I understand if you are not able to do this, but I just had the idea. Merry Christmas
The heat from the fire was warm against your skin, its orange embers casting a subtle glow on your face. The coolness of your husband’s body nearly canceled out the heat, leaving you feeling perfectly content.
The two of you were stretched out across the sofa in your rooms, the only sound being the crackling of wood as it burned. Caius was perfectly still beside you, his arm wrapped tightly around your waist.
Snow was falling outside of your window, its light color brightening the darkness outside. It was peaceful and one of the first quiet nights you and Caius had had in a long time.
Your mind wandered as you stared into the flames and you smiled softly, thinking back to a time when your mate wasn’t so busy. “You remember when we actually got to vacation at Christmas time? I wish we could do that again.”
Caius hummed beside you, his hand reached up to smooth back your hair. He pressed a kiss on your neck. “We can always start doing that again.”
“Yeah right.” You murmured. “You are too busy with Aro and Marcus and the trials.”
“We could find the time.” He answered back. You merely raised a brow, remembering a similar conversation from years ago. Back when the Volturi were gaining their power, Caius always seemed to make promises that he fell short on.
“I mean it.” He spoke, almost like he had read your mind, “I’m due for a break and the other two are as well. I’ll speak to Aro and we can start planning a trip for next Christmas. Anywhere you want.”
“Anywhere?” You turned to him, grinning widely. “I’ll have to start planning.”
He leaned forward, pressing his nose to yours. “Our time in Switzerland during Christmas was enjoyable.”
“It was.” You agreed. “However, that was our last trip and we only went a few years ago.”
Caius scoffed. “Try 15 years ago.”
“Still, we need to pick somewhere else.” You rolled your eyes and leaned away from him. “You worry about getting time off and I’ll worry about our destination.”
“Deal.” Caius smiled softly at you, his normally harsh personality completely gone. “I’ll speak with Aro and Marcus tomorrow.”
“Fantastic.” You pressed a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth. “If you don’t, I’m ripping one of your arms off.”
description: Hello!!! Could you do “13. Snowed in” with Alistair from the Christmas/Holiday Prompts? Also, I love your writing! Your stories are superb!
Between the heat of the fire and how much Alistair was pacing around, you were nearly sweating as you tried to enjoy your book. The room was a complete contrast to the weather outside, bitterly cold and windy with thick snow falling from the sky.
It had been snowing for days now and you were lucky that the cabin had been stocked before the storm hit or you would have starved. Neither of you could leave the house and it was beginning to irritate your mate. His normal ruby eyes were beginning to fade to black.
You heard another deep sigh and rolled your eyes, setting your book down beside you as you did. “What?”
“Nothing.” Alistair huffed as he came to a stop in front of the fire. His blonde hair was tied back into a small bun, the fire casting shadows against his pale skin. His jaw was tight, fingers twisted tensely together.
You pushed yourself up from the couch, moving to stand beside him. You nudged his arm gently, letting him know you were close before moving to wrap your arm fully around him. He relaxed against you, letting his head fall upon your own.
A smile tugged at your lips as the two of you stood together and you thought back to a time when Alistair hated to be touched. He was still touchy sometimes, but the two of you had come a long way in the short few years you’d know him.
His hand slowly twisted through your own and he turned you to face him. His looks were always intense, always had you feeling flushed from head to toe. His other hand grabbed your free hand and he pulled you closer before shuffling his feet back and forth.
You grinned now at him, not used to seeing this sweeter side of him. “This is nice.”
He merely hummed in agreement, spinning the two of you around your living room. You closed your eyes and leaned your head forward to rest on his chest, trusting him to guide you around.
The lights from the fire and Christmas tree illuminated the room, casting colors of orange and red and green around your feet. You giggled lightly when Alistair tipped you back, grabbing tightly onto him.
His own lips were tilted up, the stress from earlier completely gone from him as he leaned down to kiss you. Your foreheads rested together, noses brushing softly together as you leaned to kiss him once more.
Alistair smiled softly at you before pulling back and beginning your dance once more, the Christmas lights and heavy snow as your background.
description: Hello! I saw you reblogged Christmas/ Holiday Prompts, and I was wondering if you could do “Neighborhood lighting competition gets a bit too intense” with Garrett.I checked over your rules and character list, but if I did anything wrong, I apologize.Also, I love your work! It’s so great when I go on Tumblr and see you’ve posted!!
Another muffled curse escaped Garrett’s mouth from across your living room and you rolled your eyes. The man had been frustrated for most of the week, trying to come up with the best and most complicated ideas for the yearly neighborhood competition.
A tangled mess of colorful lights were strewn all over your floor, leaving little to no room to walk. Garrett was in the middle of the mess, his unruly hair even messier and his red eyes wide with desperation.
He was determined to make your house the best decorated this year.
The two of you hadn’t been together last Christmas and Garrett hadn’t celebrated the holiday in so long, not seeing any reason to. Once you had told him about the competition, he immediately began to plan.
He just underestimated how competitive your other neighbors were.
“This is ridiculous.” He huffed, flashing over to your front window to glare. The neighbor across the street had already started, flashing lights almost mocking Garrett as he stared. “Putting up lights shouldn’t even be a competition.”
“You’re the one who’s taking it too far.” You told him, tiptoeing over his mess to join him by the window. “It’s just lights. There’s not even a prize.”
“And yet people go all out every year.” He said, glaring at the other houses. “I’m winning us the bragging rights this year. No one is coming close to us.”
You had to laugh at him. “Garrett, you haven’t gotten a single strand untangled yet.”
“It’s tougher than it looks.” He grumbled.
You hummed, crossing your arms against your chest as the two of you stared at the lights across the street. The lights flashed brightly, the colorful strands twisted in complex ways to decorate the arches of the home. Garrett’s frown deepened the longer he stared and, in a blink, he was back in the center of the living room.
His hands stumbled over the strands but more and more became untangled in his competitive haste. You had to bite your lip in order to hide your amused smile. It wouldn’t be long before Garrett completely gave up in frustration and you intended to tease him for it when that time came.
“Finally!” He huffed, holding up a pair of completely untangled lights. His red eyes flickered to you, a mischievous glint shining through. “Don’t just stand there and look so disappointed. Get down here and help me.”
You rolled your eyes but moved around the mess to sit beside him. Garrett handed you another pair of lights and you got to work, carefully freeing them. The two of you worked in silence and the mess began to clear up.
A victorious laugh left Garrett’s mouth when he finished the last pair and he grinned at you. “Get your coat on. Now comes the hard part.”
You had to laugh back and shoved against his shoulder when you stood. You never understood the hype of the competition each year but, for Garrett, you would participate.
If only to have something to tease him over when he lost.
Description: Back at it again with the Garrett Denali requests hear me out, human reader gets into a car accident. Garrett smells her, thinks “might as well eat her she’s dying anyways” lmfaoo realizes she’s his mate, freaks out brings her to Carlisle so he can change her because Garrett doesn’t want to accidentally kill her. She wakes up with the ability to control plants (like poison ivy) and she freaks out when she wakes up and traps Garrett in vines and he’s like “hot” and then fluffy fluff. Ty luv
Panic clawed at him as he ran through the forest, straight to the house of Doctor Carlisle Cullen. He gripped your body close to him, the feeling of sticky blood pushing him to run faster.
He didn’t know what had caused the car crash. Garrett had wondered upon your beaten, unconscious body during a hunt. At first, he had planned to finish you off himself but, the closer he got, the more he realized that he couldn’t harm you.
Carlisle was waiting for him outside of his house, his pale face scrunched in concern for his friend. “Garrett? What’s happening?”
“I found her outside of the city.” Garrett spoke hurriedly, speeding past Carlisle and into the house. “I think she’s my mate but I don’t know how to help her. I didn’t know where else to go.”
Carlisle studied you as Garrett laid you on Carlisle’s couch. You head lolled to the side, your eyes closed loosely. A deep gash was spread across your forehead, blood dripping down the sides.
The doctor sighed beside Garrett as he felt for a pulse. “She’s hanging on but barely. You may have to make a choice.”
“What choice?”
“Garrett.” Carlisle’s voice was serious, his amber eyes locking with Garrett’s crimson. Garrett’s jaw clenched, his gaze landing on your unconscious form once more. He knew what his answer would be.
“Do it.”
—
You couldn’t remember a thing.
Your throat was burning, the surface you were lying on was hard against your back, and the sun seemed like it was right in front of you. Small noises filled your head, like the sound of birds and something small walking across grass.
You peeled your eyes open to look towards an unfamiliar ceiling. Sunlight flooded into the room and you sat up, trying your best to place your unfamiliar surroundings. It looked to be a study, with shelves of books stacked opposite the wall of windows.
Certain things looked different now - you could see the smallest specks of dust on the farthest window, tiny cracks in the glass. Your confusion was growing and you stood, feeling lighter than you had ever remembered.
As you continued to look around the room, you caught sight of your hand and gasped, holding it up towards the sun. The skin on your hand glimmered like diamonds, unlike anything you had ever seen before.
“What the fu-?”
“Oh good, you’re awake!”
You spun, your chest suddenly feeling weird at the sight of this new man. You had never seen the brunette in your life, a tall man dressed in a black trench coat with pants to match. “Who are you? Where am I?”
“One question at a time, sweetheart.” He grinned from where he was leaning against the doorway. “I’m Garrett. I’m the one who found you after your car crash?”
Car crash? You furrowed your brow as you tried to recall the events from days previous. Your memories felt faint, fuzzy but you could vaguely recall lying in your car before passing out.
“Where am I?”
“At a friend of mines. He’s a doctor and you looked pretty bad when I found you.”
You narrowed your eyes at him. “Why not call the police?”
“Didn’t cross my mind.” Garrett answered, his lips still tugged into an obnoxious smirk. “Now, if you’d follow me, I believe we have some things to discuss.”
“I’m not following you anywhere.” You told him, crossing your arms across your chest. “I’m still not convinced that you’re not holding me hostage.”
His laugh was full of amusement and he reached an arm out to you. “Come on. Things will start to make sense soon.”
“Seriously back off.” You glared at him, stepping back to avoid his grip.
Garrett rolled his eyes at you and began to step forward again before stopping. His own brow furrowed and he looked towards the ground, surprised when he saw a green vine wrapped around his ankle. “What?”
The vines began to grow the more he struggled and you watched with wide eyes as they pulled him backwards. Garrett’s red eyes locked with your own. “Are you doing this?”
“How would Ibe doing this?” You shouted at him, still fascinated by the twigs and leaves that held this man captive.
Garrett laughed and leaned his head against the wall. “You’re gifted, too. This would be super hot if you weren’t so hostile right now.”
You laughed this time, though yours was one of disbelief. “Okay, I’ve got to be hallucinating right now. What the hell is happening?”
“You’re a vampire, sweetheart.” Garrett told you, and your eyes widened. “We had to change you or else you’d die.”
You shook your head frantically, looking between the plants and him. “You’re lying. Vampires don’t exist.”
“Unfortunately he’s right.” Before you could blink, another man appeared beside Garrett, this one shorter and blonde. His eyes were gold and his face was kind. “I turned you three days ago.”
You didn’t know what to say. They had to be lying. Vampires weren’t real, plants couldn’t just appear and hold grown men against walls. You were still in your car, passed out and hallucinating while waiting for help.
“Garrett found you and brought you to me.” The blonde continued to explain. “You had a pretty bad wound on your forehead and you would have bled out before we could have gotten you medical help.”
Your thoughts began to sort themselves and you leaned back against the table you had woken up on. Nothing was making sense - what would happen to you now? Could you live a normal life?
“Why don’t you calm down and release Garrett, and then we can talk more?” He suggested, motioning to the plants.
You shook your head. “I didn’t do that.”
“You did.” The blonde nodded. “You’re gifted, like some vampires are. Just try and calm down and that should release the vines.”
Still skeptical, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to will your shoulders to relax. You felt something loosen in your chest as he exhaled and, when you opened your eyes again, the vines were beginning to unravel from Garrett’s body.
He smiled once he was back on his feet, the grin charming and cheerful. “Now that the excitements over, I believe we have some things to talk about.”
Your eyes lingered together for a moment before the blonde man turned, leaving the two of you to follow after him. Your thoughts wandered as you watched Garrett, and you squared your shoulders, bracing yourself for what was sure to be an interesting conversation.
description: can i request a Carlisle imagine please where you’re human but a trainee doctor so he’s your tutor and you begin to get really close end you start to stay over at his place after him mentoring you
You sighed in relief as you finally ended your report to the intern who was now taking over your shift. It had been a long twelve hour day and you were glad to finally go home.
You loved your new job as a doctor in the Emergency Room at the hospital in Forks, but it was an exhausting job. Most of the patients that came into the ER were seriously in need of, but the others who came in just for something to do were a little much at times.
“You did well today, Y/n.” Carlisle Cullen, a doctor who had been there for years before you started, approached you as you neared the break room. He had been your mentor when you first started months ago and you now considered him a friend.
“Thank you.” You answered with a smile, holding the door open for him to enter behind you. “I think I’m finally getting a routine with everything.”
“I’d say you are.” He smiled back at you. The two of you clocked out in silence, gathering your belongings in the same fashion.
Carlisle followed you outside, shooting you glances every now and again. You kept your eyes forward as you walked, hoping that your face wasn’t at red as it felt.
He stopped by your car, his face kind and eyes patient as he watched you throw your stuff inside. You brushed your hair out of your face, locking eyes with him as you placed your hands on your car door. “Are you back tomorrow?”
“Yeah.” He answered. “You?”
“Yep.” You sighed. “And then I’m off for the weekend.”
“Me too.” He fell silent for a moment, looking around the parking lot before focusing on you. “Any plans for the weekend?”
You stammered for a moment before getting ahold of yourself. “Not really.”
“Me neither.” Carlisle grinned. “Maybe we could go out one night?”
You knew your face was as red as it felt now. “I’d like that.”
“Great!” He tapped the hood of your car, clearly happy over your response. “Saturday? I can pick you up around six?”
You nodded eagerly. “Sounds great.”
“We can talk more about it tomorrow.” Carlisle told you, now backing away from you to head to his own car. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight Carlisle.” You grinned at him one last time before getting in your car.
You had a feeling you were going to have a great weekend.
Description: reader used to be apart of the voltori like one of the top guards but left and then years later she got a call from Carlisle to be a witness and then volturi see her and idk i was hoping for some aro love you know?
Requested by:Anon
Warnings: none
Dark red eyes followed the human as he walked out of the bar. He stumbled, nearly falling before leaning on the wall next to him for support. You narrowed your eyes at the man.
You hadn’t fed in weeks and you were going crazy. You couldn’t believe there was no one else out in this town. This man would have to do for now.
You moved from the shadows when the man turned his back, and ran towards him. Your hand wrapped around his throat, pinning him to the wall. Before he could scream, your teeth sank into his throat, silencing him.
After you fed, you dropped the man’s body with a thud.
“Really, y/n?” A familiar voice sounded behind you and you spun on your heel. Carlisle Cullen stood in front you, along with his wife Esme.
You smiled, “Carlisle! It’s great to see you again! And you, Esme.”
The woman smiled politely at you. Carlisle nodded, “look, we need your help.”
Your eyes narrowed suspiciously at the doctor, “with?”
—
Anxiety crept through your body as you and the large group of witnesses made your way through the snow. The family of Cullens walked in front of you, stopping halfway across the field. You stood beside the Denali’s, waiting for the Volturi to arrive.
You had a history with the Volturi. You had lived there at the same time as Carlisle - leaving at the same time as well. And even after hundreds of years, you regretted leaving.
Mainly because of Aro. Turns out, you and Aro had been mates.
But you were a newborn at the time you lived the with Volturi. You wanted to go out and see the world - even if it meant Aro couldn’t go with you. You planned to go back to him, it was just taking a lot longer than you planned.
Now you would be seeing him again. You were nervous as to how he would react to seeing you on the ‘enemy’s’ side.
Suddenly, a cluster of black hoods broke through the tree line. The group stalked towards you, easily outnumbering the small group you had.
Aro walked at the front of the pack, eyes wandering around the witnesses.
“He’s looking for Alice,” Edward told everyone.
You couldn’t take your eyes off of him. He hadn’t changed at all since you had left. His eyes fell on you, halting in his step. You shifted nervously, but your eyes didn’t leave his.
Edward turned back to you, confused for half a second before finally realizing. He tilted his head, inviting you to come forward. You left Tanya’s side and stood by Edward’s, connecting your eyes to Aro’s once again.
No one spoke. Tension rose from both sides of the field, waiting for what was to happen next. After a moment, Aro stuck out his hand.
Instantly, you walked towards him. You didn’t use any speed - you just wanted to take your time. You reached him, immediately placing your hand in his.
Aro pulled your hand to his chest, reading your thoughts for a minute. Then, his eyes came back into focus and cautiously pulled you into a hug. You grabbed him, putting your face in his neck and sighing.
“I missed you,” you murmured, “I’m sorry it took so long to get back to you.”
“Don’t worry about it, my dear,” Aro ran a hand through your hair, “I’m just glad you’re here.”
Description: Hi! Could we get a fluff Alec x Reader? (Alec could be aged up if that’s okay?)
Requested by: Anon
Warnings:None
Thanks for requesting!
You jumped at the sound of the heavy castle doors opening. After taking a deep breath after your scare, you turned to face the Volturi guard.
A smile grew on your face at the sight of your boyfriend, Alec. He was currently in a heated conversation with Demetri, not yet seeing you. Normally you would wait in your rooms after he returned from a mission, but not today.
You caught the eye of Jane, who turned to alert her twin. He stopped in the middle of his conversation and turned to you. His once annoyed expression turned to one of joy and he marched towards you.
His arms wrapped around yours, lifting you into the air easily and twirling you around. A loud laugh escaped your mouth at Alec’s actions and he put you down shortly after.
Alec’s head rested in the crook of your neck now as you ran your long fingers through his dark hair, “how was the mission?”
“Boring,” he grumbled, “we weren’t even needed in the end.”
You hummed and Alec pulled back. His lips lowered down to yours, pulling you even closer to him. Your hand laid on his cheek as the two of you kissed.
You pulled back with a grin and took his hand, “come on. You can tell me all about it now.”
Description: Ok so my dog died recently and I just really need some Emmett content :(
Requested by:Anon
Warnings: mentions of animal dying.
Thanks for requesting! I’m sorry this is short and I’m really sorry about your dog :(
Tears fell down your cheeks steadily as you gazed at the photo in your hands. In the photo, you sat on the front porch of your house with your dog. He was only a puppy in the photo, and you were only around eight.
You smiled down at it sadly and reached up to wipe the tears that fell. After growing up together, your dog’s time had finally come. You knew it was going to happen, but that sure as hell didn’t make it any easier.
Heavy footsteps appeared behind you, but you didn’t bother turning your head until the man sat next to you. Emmett wrapped a strong arm around your shoulders and pulled you to him.
You leaned your head on his shoulder and sniffled. Emmett’s hand ran up and down your arm as you tried to calm yourself down.
He didn’t say anything, which you appreciated. There was nothing that could be said anyway. You would get through it on your own.
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A wince left your lips as you stood from the ground. You bent over to loo at your knee, hissing when you saw the blood dripping from your knee. You had decided to go for a hike today, which obviously wasn’t the best idea.
You were quite clumsy, even more so than Bella, and usually went with someone else. However, all of your friends were busy and you didn’t want to bother Carlisle. He had been busy with work lately.
You brushed off the dirt from your body and began to slowly walk back to the house. The cut wasn’t too bad but it hurt so bad.
After you returned to the house, you slowly walked towards Carlisle’s office. You pushed the door open gently, and walked inside. He sat at his desk, nose buried in the paperwork on top of it.
He looked up when he heard the door open. His eyes landed on your injury immediately, and he rushed over to you, “what’d you do?”
You shrugged casually, “I wanted to go on a hike.”
Carlisle shook his head with a smile, “why didn’t you tell me? You’re too clumsy to do things like this by yourself.”
You laughed at how true his statement was, “I didn’t want to bother you.”
“You’re not bothering me,” Carlisle helped you sit on his desk and went to grab a wet towel. When he returned, he gently pressed it towards your knee.
You gritted your teeth together at the sting but said nothing as you watched Carlisle clean the wound. Once it was clean, he grabbed a bandaid and covered the now small cut.
Carlisle smiled at you and gently kissed your lips, “all better.”
“Thank you,” you told him, jumping up from his desk.
“You’re welcome, y/n,” Carlisle sat back down, “just be careful next time.”
Description: Can you write an imagine where reader (Sam Uley’s 16 year old daughter, not a wolf) is the imprint of Embry. Reader goes missing for a day, and embry freaks out, and Sam gets angry that Embry imprinted on his daughter.
You were absolutely no where to be found. The pack had searched every hiding spot they could possibly find and nothing. Where could you have gone?
Your father - Sam Uley - paced around the kitchen anxiously. Your mom - Emily - watched him from her spot from the door. She was biting her nails, equally as nervous as your dad.
Embry sat at the table with the rest of the boys. His teeth were digging into his knuckle as his leg bounced up and down underneath the table. His eyes darted from Sam to Emily.
You were Embry’s imprint. The two of you hadn’t planned on telling your parents right away but that changed when you disappeared. Embry had accidentally let it slip.
Sam was not happy, to say the least. But now was not the time to scold Embry - it was time to find his daughter.
Honestly where could you have gone? You were sixteen years old and didn’t have your license yet. It wasn’t like you could go far.
Embry could feel his patience thinning. You always told him where you went. Just as he was about to explode, the front door swung open.
You walked in with bags in your hands and sunglasses covering your eyes. You stopped short at all the eyes on you and lowered your sunglasses. A nervous laugh escaped your mouth and you waved, “hi guys?”
“Where have you been?” Your father asked immediately.
You frowned at him, “I went to the mall with f/n.”
“And you didn’t bother telling anyone?”
“I did?” You answered. When he raised an eyebrow, you pushed past him and walked to the fridge. You pointed at the slip of paper in the middle of the door, “I wrote a note?”
No one said anything. Your father uncrossed his arms and opened his mouth before closing it again. He gave a short nod and then turned to the pack, “everyone out.”
Embry slowly stood from his seat, attempting to escape the house, “not you, Embry.”
You pursed your lips, assuming that your dad had finally found out. You moved over to Embry’s side, avoiding his eyes. Your dad stared at you intensely, but you didn’t look away.
“When were you going to tell me that you imprinted on my daughter?” Sam finally broke eye contact to glare down at Embry. The boy seemed to shrink under his sight.
“We wanted to wait a little longer,” you answered for your boyfriend, “but I don’t think it was the best idea now.”
“It wasn’t,” your dad spoke. He shook his head, “you should’ve told me right away.”
“Sorry,” both you and Embry answered together.
Your father eyed both of you before sighing and walking out of the room. Your mom sent you an apologetic look before heading after Sam.
You sighed and turned to Embry, who immediately wrapped you in a hug, “you had me so worried. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I technically did,” you laughed, hugging him tighter, “you guys just didn’t read the note.”
He chuckled against your neck, “I guess not. I’m just glad you’re okay.”
Description: Could you write an imagine with an social anxious still human S/O with Carlisle please? :)
Requested by:Anon
Warnings: Social anxiety, slight panic attack.
Thanks for requesting! Send in some requests! Also, I haven’t wrote panic attacks before so forgive me if this is bad.
(He’s the love of my life, honestly)
You gripped Carlisle’s hand tightly as your eyes scanned the crowd in front of you. It was Bella and Edward’s wedding night, and the house was packed.
As Carlisle led you behind him, you could feel your anxiety rising slightly. Your heart was pounding in your chest, and you could feel your palms becoming sweaty.
You took a deep breath to try and calm yourself down, but felt your panic rise when he stopped in front of a family.
They were gorgeous - all of the women had beautiful blonde hair and amber eyes, and the man was brunette. You gripped his hand tighter as you stared at them and tried to even out your breathing.
“Y/n,” Carlisle turned to you, giving you an encouraging smile, “these are the Denali’s. I’ve told you about them before.”
You nodded, giving them an uneasy smile. Carmen nodded at you with a smile, staying back as she sensed your anxiety. Carlisle conversed with the family for a moment longer, before you lightly nudged his arm.
Your breathing had gotten faster and you could feel yourself becoming lightheaded. You were not comfortable at all.
He glanced back at you in concern, and excused the two of you from the conversation. He led you to a quiet room away from the party and gripped your face in his hands, “breathe, my love. It’s okay.”
You nodded, trying your best to focus on his words. Your eyes locked onto his own and you exhaled out of your mouth. His eyes had always been the thing to cease your panic attacks.
After a few more shaky breaths, you closed your eyes, “I’m sorry.”
Carlisle pulled you to his chest, swaying you back and forth, “don’t apologize, sweetheart. It’s okay.”
“I wish I wasn’t like this,” you mumbled.
“It’s apart of you,” Carlisle whispered, kissing your forehead, “it doesn’t make you less of a person.”
You didn’t say anything to him, but held on to him tighter after his words, “thank you.”
Request: Can I get just a fluffy Carlisle x reader? Just have some fun but with fluff?
Warnings:Fluff
Thank you for requesting! Send them in! Also, I kinda took this from my book Control on Wattpad. Give it a read!
Fire crackled in the fireplace in front of you. Your hands were wrapped around a steaming cup of tea, your head resting on your fiance’s shoulder. Carlisle sat close to you, holding a book in his hand.
It was quiet. The rest of the family had went out to hunt that morning, leaving the house completely empty.
Your eyes fought to stay open as you listened to Carlisle’s breathing and the soft sounds of the fire. Your hands gripped your mug tighter as you yawned.
Carlisle glanced down at you, warmly. He chuckled at your tired state before closing his book and running a hand through your hair. He kissed your forehead softly, “we can go back to bed, y/n.”
It was early in the morning - 7 am to be exact. But you and Carlisle never got proper alone time, and you wanted to enjoy your time together.
“No,” you mumbled, waving your hand at him, “I’m fine. I’ll wake up eventually.”
He only chuckled again, “whatever you say, darling.”
The man went back to reading his book while you moved even closer to him. You pulled at the blanket resting beside you, moving it to cover your body. A sigh of contentment left your lips as you closed your eyes again.
Carlisle glanced down at you once more, smiling at your now sleeping form. He closed his book and grabbed the cup of tea from your hands. His lips found your forehead again and lingered for a short moment before he pulled back.
He took one more look at you, before picking up his book once more.
Request: Could you write a Carlisle x Reader where the reader is still human and makes self-deprecating jokes about herself that he doesn’t like?
Warnings: self-deprecating jokes.
Thank you for requesting! Send them in guys! I don’t write smut.
You sat at the kitchen table, staring down at the piece of paper below you. Your hands were tangled through your hair as you thought. Carlisle sat next to you on his computer.
You absolutely hated your job. They assigned you stupid assignments all the time and you were completely stuck on the latest one. You could feel a headache growing between your ears.
This assignment was due tomorrow morning, and of course you pushed it off until the last minute. Due to your frustration, a lump grew in your throat.
“I’m so stupid,” you groaned, rubbing your eyes, “what kind of idiot waits until the last minute to do something like this?”
Carlisle looked up from his laptop with a frown. This wasn’t the first time you had been down on yourself, but he absolutely hated when you felt this way. You definitely weren’t stupid to him.
He reached across the table to grab one of your hands and offered you a small smile, before frowning again, “you’re not stupid, y/n. You’re just stressed.”
You rolled your eyes at him, “I do this every single time. I need to get my shit together, honestly.”
He shook his head, “you’ve been insanely busy this week, darling. They’ve had you at work every chance they can. When were you going to get the chance?”
You opened your mouth to speak, but he cut you off, “you’re not stupid, and you’re certainly not an idiot. I don’t like when you say things like this. You’re very smart, y/n. You’ll figure this out.”
A smile tugged at your lips and you squeezed his hand. He always made you feel better, “thanks Carlisle.”
He smiled back at you, then moved closer. His eyes moved from the paper to you, “I’ll help you now. What do you need to do?”
i think there’s not enough carlisle cullen x reader and garrett denali x reader fanfiction on the internet, so i’m oficially taking requests (only for them)
edit: so I changed my mind and now I’m taking requests for Emmett too bc I’m dying for soft!Emmett
Heyyyyyy, I’m back with the daddy carlisle content, this was request by an anonymous. Enjoy!
When Carlisle met (y/n) he felt like the situation was made by God himself, she was an intern from New York that she found out about how good of a doctor Carlisle is and wanted to learn from him, he remembered that the college she was attending had asked him to come and meet the students, he of course had agreed and gave one lecture to the ones that wanted to listen yet somehow he had missed (y/n) who apparently was mesmerized by him and chose the small hospital in forks for her last internship so she could get her degree.
Other than the fact that Carlisle felt honored for having a young doctor tell him she was inspired by him, he found her extremely beautiful, she radiated love with that smile that lit up the room, her voice felt like music and her unfiltered loud laugh was so authentic, you could tell it came from within. She wasn’t spreading love, she is love, she what love looks like to him.
When it came to asking her out he waited for her to clock out, although that was the hardest part since (y/n) seemed to be charged rather than having the need to sleep, to be quite fair the bags under her marvelous eyes indicated that she was in much need of a good night’s sleep but she seemed in such bliss while she worked, the others had to basically kick her out when her shift was over.
“Excuse me, before you go… I want to ask you something”
“What? Did I do something wrong?”
“No no, I… umm… would you like to go out for dinner?”
(Y/n) stood there staring at Carlisle. She had been crushing over him for a while now but she assumed he was either married or had a companionship, he was a very private man.
“Like, as a date?”
“Yes”
-
“Come on! Those things are such a scam!”
She yelled in irritation as the game buzzed once again, Emmett had managed to find this little game called “operation” and now (y/n) was trying to prove her entire degree over a board game. Carlisle was in the kitchen cooking as he heard his son’s victorious laugh masking (y/n)’s annoyed groan.
“Oh that’s alright human, you’ll get it next time”
“Stop calling me that”
She snapped back as Emmett took his turn. Rosalie was sitting next to (y/n) just watching the two, from all of them Rosalie seemed to be the most fond of (y/n), don’t get it wrong the others loved her but Rosalie had the biggest soft spot. Maybe because (y/n) always said how she is in no rush to become immortal, she loved her immortality and also joked how she wanted to pass Carlisle’s “legal” age. Other than that their common ground is how (y/n) had confessed she wanted to become a mother, have a kid to nurture and see it grow.
“This is bullshit”
“Ah ah language young lady”
“I’m sorry grandpa, want to go outside and maybe see the bears? Oh I forgot you are not really friends with them”
Rosalie couldn’t help but giggle at the little dig (y/n) made towards her husband. Emmett just stood there shocked before getting up to pick (y/n) and place her over her shoulder and started to walk outside. (Y/n) and Emmett were chaotic together, they fought like siblings and to the others even though there was a mild concern about her wellbeing they found it extremely entertaining.
“These two will never stop”
Carlisle whispered as he followed Rosalie out to find the two little kids that were trapped in grown bodies. They found them as Emmett still had her over his shoulder while (y/n) tried to bite his arm at a desperate attempt to cause him pain.
“Apologize mortal”
“I’d rather chop my boobs off”
“Ok, Emmett please put her down”
Emmett decided to listen to Carlisle after he huffed in a disappointed manner and then placed her down while (y/n) fixed her hair.
“You’re lucky my man is holding me back or I would bite your hand off”
“I’d like to see you try”
Carlisle couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the girl going on her tiptoes to reach Emmett’s height and still couldn’t really compare, who could blame her though? Emmett was known because of his tall and well built figure.
“Come on Emmett, we have to go hunting and (y/n) has to eat”
“See ya around bear boy”
(Y/n) said as she skipped over to Carlisle and gave him a big hug. Carlisle seemed to relax under her touch and forget all the types of trouble she is causing with her playfulness when she is out of her blue scrubs. His hand went to her hair as he stroked it before placing a kiss at the top of her head, when the others walked away she looked at him with those sparkling hues that seemed to never leave his mind.
“What’s for dinner?”
“I made you some shrimp pasta”
“Sounds delicious. Come on chef I will taste your masterpiece and then you can taste my mom’s”
So I finally found out how to put a tittle through my phone so we are back in business babies. This was requested by anon, Enjoy!
Bella and (Y/n) have been inseparable since she arrived in Forks, she was the one that helped her feel comfortable and welcomed the most out of everyone. She understood that Bella was not used to people taking into consideration how she felt or what she wanted, so (y/n) felt like it was necessary and helped her grow a bit of a backbone.
However, all her work went out the window when her boyfriend Edward left her. She became miserable, depressed and refused to heal from the heartache, (y/n) was a few years older than Bella so she had a grasp of how a break up at that age could make you feel lost and misunderstood so she remained a vague help in the shadows, trying to help Charlie in this process.
“Never in a million years I thought I would end up in this type of situation”
(Y/n) said to Alice as they walked towards the big entrance of where the “vampire royalty” lived. Alice gave her a ghost of a smile and it took no genius to see that she felt particularly nervous.
(Y/n) felt no empathy for her, especially now when in just a span of an hour she found out vampires existed, that they were vampires and apparently they were in trouble at the vampire police? She wished she was dreaming or joking yet they were no sight of cameras and she vividly remembered waking up from her nap hours ago.
As Alice effortlessly opened the big and what looked like quite a heavy door,only to be met by two tall strange men dressed in black, a shirtless Edward and a slightly disheveled Bella.
“Hello Demetri, Felix”
Alice greeted them as she took off her sunglasses. The two men looked at (y/n) with surprise before smiling.
“Another mortal, Aro won’t be pleased”
“She has nothing to do with this”
Bella defended her as (y/n) tried to look confident under their gaze, she felt like she was under a microscope and most importantly that her life was at risk.
“Aro will be pleased, she is here for a reason”
“Am I? And if I am then what is the reason?” (Y/n) thought, still choosing to remain silent and observe the scene.
Before Alice could answer a young female voice was heard in the distance.
“Enough”
“Jane”
Edward was heard in a very shy and almost scared demeanor that made (y/n) hands get sweaty. As the extremely young girl approached and took off her hood you could see her red hues glistening that brought shivers in (y/n)’s spine.
“Aro send me to see what’s taking so long”
At that they all silently followed the girl like sheep followed the leader. She could feel that something was not going to go well at the pit of her stomach yet she couldn’t understand what would happen next.
As Jane opened the doors she was met with three men sitting in chairs a few steps higher than the marble floor, certifying their distance and higher standards than the others that walked in.
As soon as she walked in she felt tense and under a spell, the air felt stuffing like she could not take another breath or her lungs would explode.
“How wonderful, Bella is alive after all, isn’t that wonderful? I love a happy ending, but they are so rare”
A man with long black hair and extremely fair complexion approached them, he seemed like the leader since his chair was more out front. He was firstly walking towards Edward but before he could fully stand in front of him the man froze. He had a strange aura surrounding him, made (y/n) get very hyper aware of her surroundings when they locked eyes.
“And… who is that?”
He asked in a high pitched yet kind of child like voice, it was disturbing to say the least. His entire presence resembles a lunatic to her yet he seemed very intrigued by her.
“That’s (y/n) she is a friend”
“Friends, what an amazing bond to have. Allow me to introduce myself then dear (y/n)… I am Aro”
He said as he extended his arm to her. She gave him hers and he placed a slight kiss on her palm, his hands felt like solid ice against hers. Aro took a deep inhale of her scent that made him feel like his lungs were on fire and her blood was the antidote.
“Aaaaahh quel dolce profumo” (that sweet smell)
He said as she took her hand back in a swift motion. Bella was trying to understand what was happening while Edward felt torn between what was the right thing to do in this situation.
“I don’t understand”
“Of course you don’t dearest, do not be afraid of me, I want to protect you”
Aro reassured her yet she didn’t feel relaxed, quite the opposite actually. As her eyebrows furrowed Alice pushed her a bit closer to Bella.
“What is going on?”
“Il mio cantante” (my singer)
“Can you stop with the Italian? And somebody please explain this to me”
She grew frustrated as her voice became louder. Alice decided that it was time someone helped (y/n), mostly because she felt bad, she saw what could happen if Aro saw her. She could help them survive
“You are Aro’s mate, like Bella is to Edward”
“Excuse me?”
She could not believe it. There was no way her fate would be this crazy man that stood before her, it was baffling to her.
“There must be a mistake here”
“I’m wounded dear, I could give you the world”
Aro said without showing a hint of emotion. In his mind this was the most marvelous news, there she stood, his true second in command and he was sure she would make a great one. Another diamond for his coven
“Edward, what is going on?”
“I’m afraid Alice is right (y/n)”
“No, I’m not going to stay here. I have a life of my own”
“Unfortunately dearest I can’t possibly let you go now, you belong here”
“I belong where my heart wishes and trust me my heart wants to get out of here”
“That could be arranged”
The blonde hair man that sat in the back silently watching hissed at her. At this point (y/n) fell in survival mode and if it was this strange man who could be her punching back then so be it.
“I’m not talking to you fu-”
Alice did not allow her to finish her sentence. She clapped her hand over (y/n)s mouth and pulled her back for everybody’s safety
“It’s for your own good”
Alice whispered in her ear while Aro went into a laughing fit. Alice freed her one (y/n) looked a bit more calm and less dangerous.
“She has a fire in her, you will be one of my greatest additions”
(Y/n) hasn’t felt this helpless in ages, she valued her free spirit and the need to feel alive by choosing her fate at her own time. Now she was standing on a dead end that others forced her in.
“You knew about this? That’s why you brought me here? Like a lamb for slaughter”
She turned to Alice, the feeling of betrayal written all over (y/n)s face. She didn’t understand why Alice insisted in her tagging along but now it all made sense, she was a simple sacrifice for her beloved brother.
“It’s not like that-”
“Okay, explain then”
Alice started looking around as her scattered thoughts did not help her to come out with an explanation to justify her actions.
“I’ll stay here, just let them go please”
(Y/n) stated as she focused on Aro. She could sense what her future meant for her, she would become like them, eternally young.
“The girl knows too much, she is a liability”
The blonde one threw his two cents in. Even though she was caught in this because of them she felt pity for them, she saw first hand how Bella had become because of Edwards absence.
“Consider this as a deal, I won’t put a fight on anything you need me to do but they will leave unharmed. Bella will become a vampire eventually”
“This is a rare occasion, however I feel charitable, take them away demetri. Would you like to say goodbye to your friends?”
Aro asked her. She felt he back tense up at those words, an ironic smirk painted her lips
“Friends? What a funny word.”
Aro instructed Demetri to take them away with a simple hand motion while (y/n) felt tears cloud her eyes. As she heard them walk away Aro came closer to her and placed his hands on the sides of her face in a way to soothe her. His coldness reminded her for what’s about to come, making her legs tremble.
“You’ll be safe here dearest, you don’t have to worry about anything”
So I had to repost this cause tumblr is on my ass for some reason. It was requested by an anon. Enjoy!
From the first glance (Y/n) and Carlisle were the opposites of each other. (Y/n) was a very guarded person, seemed cold and unapproachable, very stoic mannerism. Carlisle had a reassuring smile on his face almost every day, he carried himself with this warm and welcoming aura, most of their mutual would have never guessed that they would be the perfect match.
Carlisle begged to differ, yes when he met her he was a bit wary on how to approach her without insulting her, she had come to the hospital for a check up, since as a dance teacher she valued her health and tried to keep up with her blood tests and other stuff, if she wanted to teach she must set a good example and she had to be in top shape. Once he got to know her on a more personal level he realized that she was one of the most sensitive, empathetic woman, the most fascinating part about her was that she had this child-like wonder, that glistered in her eyes over the tiniest little things that people normally skip over or gradually take for granted.
He often liked to reminisce of their first Christmas, he had finally convinced her to come over and spend it with his family, since it was one of their first milestones he tried to find the perfect gift, something that she would love with all her heart, so he bought her a replica of the dress from her favorite animated movie “Anastasia” along with the tiara she was wearing in one particular scene. In a blink of an eye the distant, confident (y/n) started bawling her eyes out from pure joy, without being able to utter a word.
“You know it’s just my luck to get sick right before Christmas”
As much as she loved being pampered, (y/n) hated being sick. All her injuries from her years of dancing were now aching and burning like a thousand suns, her nose was stuffy, her eyes burned and the fever was making her sweat profusely, she was a very neat person so this disheveled state was not her style, one of her worst case scenario was for Carlisle to see her like this.
Carlisle would always jump in the chance of taking care of her, that was his job, to mend the wounds of the people that he loved. He found her adorable as she was engulfed by the covers, her head deep in the pillows while her nose and cheeks were this cherry red that indicated of her persistent fever.
“Come on angel it’s not that bad”
“Yes it is, get away from me I smell like death”
“People that suffered from the black plague smelled like death not you”
“Comparing me to the kind that got sick from a vicious plague that came from rats it’s not comforting”
Carlisle laughed at her wounded ego. (Y/n) did not only have the child-like wonder she also had the child-like temper and stubbornness of one whenever she got under the weather. She blamed it on him being what he was, which meant he never got sick or sweaty, he was just immune to anything ugly.
To him that was the most beautiful thing about her. She was human, she could cry, feel her heart race after running, her breath get more swallow after a work out. His favorite was when she got sleepy, her eyes slowly closing as she desperately tried to stay awake, how her voice got a bit raspy and slow, she was adorable to him. All these little things were the most amazing parts of her, stuff that he had lost decades ago, humanity was something he missed so much.
“Come on beautiful, time for your medicine”
“Do I have to?”
“Yes, it will help with your fever”
She groaned before she sat up to take the little cup filled with the syrup. It was supposed to be cherry flavored, however everyone knew cherry flavored medicine tastes the worst, she took a breath to prepare herself for the awful flavor that was about to fill her taste buds when she let it touch her lips. As the thick liquid went down her throat she winced, making Carlisle laugh at the little grimace she did from the sourness of it. She started coughing over the thick consistency the medicine had, as she tried to suck it up and be a grown up.
“Fucking disgusting”
“Wash it down with this”
He passed her glass of freshly squeezed orange juice which she gladly took and gulped it down to recover from the awfulness that was the medicine. The sweetness of the juice soothed her throat, dissolving the sour taste of the previous liquid that went past it. He sat next her and tried to hug her when she pulled away and tried to hide under her blankets.
“No, I smell”
“Angel, you smell fine. Let me give you a hug”
She didn’t respond, she just got closer to him and let her head to rest on his lap. He smiled at her silent reply and let his hand ran through her hair as she got comfortable. He was aware she felt awful but to him she couldn’t be more perfect, as she curled up to his side, her uneven breaths as she attempted to breath from her nose but failed, he wished to be able to have those things of humanity.
“Why are you so perfect?”
“I was about to ask you the same thing angel”
“I hate that you are vampire, you get to be this untouchable thing and I get sick because I went out without a jacket”
“Mortality is the most amazing thing, you get to grow old with your friends and family, have a family of your own”
“Was it hard to outgrow people that you loved? I always wondered if you ever met a human that you cared for that has passed away”
It was an honest question, she always wanted to ask him but she never wanted to invade his privacy, she just hoped that maybe he would bring it up in a conversation or somebody from his family would give her a clue. He dwelled over her question for a minute, trying to find the right words, there have been so many patients he had seen, most of them young.
Seeing them walk in the hospital with this determination of coming out on the other side, as the days turned to weeks and then months, slowly seeing that confidence and the life getting sucked out of them, their blank stares was the sharpest knife. Seeing them passing away at their prime, contacting their family, was the hardest part that he could never get used to.
“A lot of my patients that were in and out of hospitals lost the battle to cancer or aids, it’s hard to let them go I even thought of changing some of them, yet I couldn’t take them away from their families”
“No one expects you to adopt all of your patients mister Cullen. Even though you would do it if you could”
There it was, she was getting drowsy. He looked over her, her eyes were already closed, enjoying the feeling of his fingers massaging her scalp that made her relax and slowly drift off. He leaned in to place a kiss on her hot cheek, hoping that the medicine will soon take over
“Get some sleep angel, I’ll be right here”
“If I sleep that means I’ll sweat like a pig again”
She murmured, standing in between being asleep and awake. He giggled before he gently helped her lay her head to her pillows, she didn’t protest, mostly because she didn’t understand the transition.
“you are supposed to. Get some rest and I’ll ran you a hot bath when you wake up”
Happy Birthday to the first friend I made on Tumblr, the one who always has my back, the one to support me through my highs and lows. I love you so much you crazy, lovely, beautiful woman @thebadboyfanclub
My wife here decided to honor me and post on her tumblr her wishes for my birthday. I love you so much and thank you for supporting me through all of my mood swings and helping me figure out tumblr!!!! I owe you this entire page since your blog is why I started it. I love you so much
