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The boy who couldn’t keep her (Dwayne x reader)
Getting along (Alec volturi x reader and Platonic Jane volturi x reader)
The first time Jane Volturi met you, she stared at you like you were something unpleasant stuck to the bottom of her shoe.
Which, admittedly, wasn’t the warmest welcome.
You stood awkwardly beside Alec Volturi in the massive throne room, painfully aware of your heartbeat echoing through the silent chamber. Every vampire in the room could hear it. Especially Jane.
Her crimson eyes narrowed slightly as she circled you once.
“A human,” she said flatly. Alec’s expression didn’t change. “Yes.”
Jane looked personally offended by this information. “You brought a human here.”
“She is my mate.” That stopped her for exactly two seconds. “And?” Jane replied.
You tried not to look intimidated. Failed a little.
Alec sighed quietly through his nose, already sounding exhausted. “Jane.”
“What?” she asked innocently, though the glint in her eyes said otherwise. “I simply don’t understand why you’re attached to something so fragile.”
You opened your mouth to defend yourself, but Alec beat you to it. “She is important to me,” he said firmly. “That should be enough.”
Jane crossed her arms, unconvinced. From then on, things were… difficult.
Not openly hostile—mostly because Alec would never allow that—but Jane clearly disliked having you around. She disappeared whenever you entered a room, gave one-word answers when you spoke to her, and occasionally stared at you like she was imagining creative ways to kill you.
Alec noticed every single thing. “She’ll come around,” he promised one evening while the two of you sat together in his room. You smiled weakly. “Your sister hates me.”
“She doesn’t hate you.”
“She threatened to throw me off a tower yesterday.” Alec considered that. “That’s actually progress.” You laughed despite yourself, and his expression softened immediately at the sound.
The truth was, you understood why Jane struggled.
You were human. Weak. Temporary. To the Volturi, humans were little more than decoration—or food. But Alec loved you anyway.
And Jane loved Alec more than anyone in the world.
Which meant she saw you as a risk. So instead of giving up, you tried harder. You started small.
When the cooks prepared meals for you, you’d ask for enough for two and bring some to Jane’s room. She usually claimed she didn’t want any.
But after the third time, you noticed the plate always came back empty. You invited her to sit with you in the library while you read. She pretended she was only there because the room was quiet.
You asked her opinion on dresses before gatherings, even though she acted annoyed every time. And slowly—very slowly—Jane stopped leaving every time you entered a room.
One afternoon, you found her sitting alone near the castle gardens, looking unusually bored.
You hesitated before approaching. “I’m going into the town nearby.”
Jane glanced at you lazily. “Why?”
“I wanted new paints.”
“You paint?”
“A little.”
Silence.
Then—
“You’re terrible at it, I assume.”
You grinned. “Probably.”
Jane looked away for a moment before standing abruptly. “I’m coming with you.”
You blinked. “Really?”
“I have nothing else to do.”
But she stayed close to you the entire trip.
That had been all Aro needed to see in Jane’s memory.
“A painting evening!” he announced dramatically. You should’ve known better.
Now the grand throne room had somehow transformed into a studio filled with canvases, brushes, and enough paint to concern everyone involved. Marcus looked like he would rather walk directly into sunlight.
“I do not understand why I’m here,” he said flatly from his throne. “Because art feeds the soul, Marcus!” Aro replied. “I no longer possess one.”
Meanwhile, Jane Volturi sat beside you looking deeply offended by the entire concept. “This is ridiculous.”
“You’ve said that six times.”
“Because it continues to be true.”
Despite her complaints, though, Jane hadn’t left. Which already felt like progress. You smiled to yourself as you mixed colors on your palette. Across the room, Alec Volturi leaned silently against one of the pillars, arms crossed as he watched everything unfold.
Mostly, he was watching you and Jane. Specifically, the fact that Jane was voluntarily sitting beside you. That alone nearly qualified as a historical event.
Then there was Caius.
Unlike everyone else, Caius had not complained once. In fact… he looked intensely focused.
You glanced over curiously—and froze.
“Oh my god.”
Jane followed your stare. Caius’s canvas was stunning.
Not decent. Not surprisingly okay.
Stunning.
The details were impossibly precise: a moonlit landscape overlooking Volterra, painted with elegant brushstrokes and rich shadows that looked almost alive.
Even Marcus looked mildly impressed.
Aro gasped theatrically. “Caius! You’ve been withholding talent from us!”
Caius barely looked up from his work. “Unlike the rest of you, I do not approach things incompetently.”
Jane stared at the painting in disbelief. “Why is it actually good?”
“Because I painted it properly.” You leaned forward, genuinely amazed. “That’s incredible.”
For the first time all evening, Caius paused.
His red eyes flicked toward you carefully, as though judging whether you were mocking him.
You weren’t.
“I mean it,” you said quickly. “The lighting is beautiful.”
A strange silence followed. Then Caius looked back at his painting with the faintest hint of satisfaction. Jane blinked. “…Did you just compliment Caius?”
“Yes?”
“You’re either very brave or deeply stupid.”
“Both can be true.” Alec covered his mouth briefly, hiding what looked suspiciously like a smile. The evening continued after that, oddly calmer than before.
At one point, Caius unexpectedly corrected your brush technique when he passed by your canvas.
“You’re using too much pressure,” he said. You looked up. “Can you show me?”
Jane nearly dropped her brush. Caius narrowed his eyes slightly, but after a moment he stepped beside you and took the brush carefully from your hand.
“Like this,” he said stiffly, demonstrating a softer stroke. “The paint blends more evenly.”
“Oh,” you said honestly. “That’s actually really helpful.” Jane looked utterly scandalized. “You’re accepting painting advice from Caius.”
“You say that like he isn’t clearly amazing at it.”
Caius looked smug immediately. Aro was having the time of his immortal life. “Look at this!” he exclaimed. “Art bringing everyone together!”
“It is not bringing everyone together,” Jane muttered. But then you turned toward her with a grin. “Can you help me pick a background color?”
Jane opened her mouth to refuse automatically—
Then paused.
“…Fine.”
Alec noticed instantly.
His expression softened in a way that made your chest ache a little. Because this—Jane sitting beside you while the two of you argued over paint colors, Caius silently offering criticism from nearby, Aro practically glowing with delight, Marcus pretending not to care while secretly observing all of it—
This was what Alec wanted.
Not peace in the political sense.
Not power.
Just his family getting along with you.
And somehow, through paint-covered hands and sarcastic commentary, it was finally happening.
Later, while Jane reluctantly helped clean paint from your fingers, Alec moved quietly beside her.
“You like her,” he murmured.
Jane scoffed immediately. “Don’t be absurd.”
Alec raised an eyebrow.
Jane looked away. “…She asked Caius for painting lessons without fear. That was moderately impressive.” Alec’s smile widened faintly.
Across the room, Caius overheard and looked unbearably pleased with himself. “Of course she was impressed,” he said coolly. “I am clearly the most talented one here.” Marcus stared at his own canvas. “You painted for six straight hours.”
“And?”
“That is the longest I’ve seen you willingly participate in anything.” Caius looked offended by the observation. You laughed so suddenly you nearly spilled paint again, and Jane—before she could stop herself—laughed too.
Alec looked between the two of you like the moment alone was enough to make the entire evening worth it. After that, things changed faster.
Jane began appearing beside you during meals. She listened when you spoke instead of ignoring you. Once, she even smirked when you made Alec roll his eyes—which felt like a massive achievement. The biggest shock came weeks later.
You were sitting in Alec’s chambers, attempting to braid Jane’s hair while she complained the entire time. “You’re pulling.”
“I’m not!”
“You are.”
“You’re dramatic.”
Jane scoffed. “I literally torture people for entertainment.”
“That doesn’t mean you’re not dramatic.” From the doorway came an unfamiliar sound.
Laughter.
You both turned. Alec stood there staring at the two of you, genuine happiness written all over his face. It softened his usually cold features so completely that your chest tightened.
Jane noticed immediately.
“Oh, don’t look at us like that,” she muttered.
“Like what?” Alec asked, though the smile tugging at his mouth gave him away.
“Like you’re emotional.”
“I am emotional.”
Jane looked horrified. You laughed quietly. “You’re making her uncomfortable.”
“I can see that.”
Alec crossed the room and leaned down beside your chair, brushing a kiss against your temple before glancing at his sister.
“Thank you,” he said softly.
Jane rolled her eyes instantly. “Disgusting.”
But there was no bite to it anymore.
Not really.
You reached over and took her hand dramatically. “Jane, I think this means we’re best friends now.”
“We are absolutely not best friends.”
Alec smiled faintly. “You braided her hair.” Jane froze. You grinned victoriously.
“…I hate both of you,” Jane muttered.
But she didn’t let go of your hand.
—————————— The end ————————————
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Gone too long (Alec volturi x Reader)
The doors to the grand hall were closed, but you could still hear the low murmur of voices beyond them.
You sat on the edge of your bed for the hundredth time that night, fingers twisting anxiously in the fabric of your sleeves. The castle had been silent for weeks without Alec. Empty. Cold in a way even immortality couldn’t ignore.
He had been gone on one of Aro’s endless missions—some dispute in the south that required the Volturi guard’s attention—and every night since he left had stretched unbearably long.
You hadn’t slept once.
Not truly.
Then, finally, hours before dawn, you heard movement in the corridors.
The familiar scent reached you first.
Alec.
Your heart lurched.
Before you could think better of it, you were already out the door.
The stone floors blurred beneath your feet as you hurried through the castle halls, following the sound of voices toward the throne room. You barely registered the guards stationed outside before the doors swung open.
Inside, the three kings sat upon their thrones. Aro leaned forward with theatrical interest, crimson eyes gleaming. Marcus looked as indifferent as ever. Caius appeared moments away from irritation.
And standing before them—
Alec.
Alec Volturi turned at the sound of the doors opening.
For a second, neither of you moved. Then every ounce of restraint snapped.
“Alec!”
You crossed the room in an instant and threw yourself at him.
He caught you automatically, arms wrapping around your waist with enough force to lift you clean off the ground. A soft breath escaped him—almost a laugh, almost disbelief—as you buried your face into his shoulder.
“You’re back,” you whispered, clinging to him like he might disappear again.
His cool hand slid gently into your hair. “I’m back.”
The tension that had wound tight inside you for weeks unraveled all at once. You didn’t care that the kings were watching. Didn’t care that half the guard stood around the room.
You had missed him too much to care. “You were gone forever,” you muttered against his collar. “It was three weeks.” “That is forever.”
A faint smile tugged at Alec’s lips—small and rare and meant only for you.
“I would have returned sooner if I could.”
You pulled back just enough to look at him properly. His silver eyes softened under your gaze, exhaustion lingering beneath them despite his calm composure.
“You should’ve told me you were home,” you said accusingly. Alec tilted his head slightly. “I arrived less than five minutes ago.”
“That’s still too long.” Behind him, Aro let out a delighted laugh. “Oh, how lovely,” Aro said, clasping his hands together. “Such devotion.”
Caius looked thoroughly unimpressed. “You interrupted official business,” Caius snapped. You didn’t even glance at him. “I don’t care.”
Alec actually laughed then—a quiet, genuine sound that made your chest ache. Marcus’s eyes flicked between the two of you with mild interest. “The bond is… considerably calmer now that he’s returned.”
“Of course it is,” Aro mused dramatically. “She looked ready to tear the castle apart.” “I was not,” you argued weakly. Alec raised an eyebrow.
You avoided his gaze.
“…Maybe a little.”
His thumb brushed lightly across your cheek, impossibly tender for someone so feared by the world. “I missed you too,” he murmured softly. The words hit harder than they should have.
Your expression immediately melted, and you tucked yourself back against him without hesitation. Alec held you closer instantly, chin resting briefly atop your head as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
Aro sighed dreamily. “Ah, young love.”
Caius looked ready to banish both of you from the throne room.
“You may continue this elsewhere,” he said coldly.
But Alec made no move to put you down.
For once, he seemed perfectly content ignoring the kings entirely.
And honestly?
So were you.
—————————— The end ————————————
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Another shift. Another day, you think, walking to the automatic doors of the hospital.
It’s bright, morning sunshine drifting through the massive windows. You move, your shoes tapping softly on the tile below.
Your feet guide you as muscle memory kick in. Starting your rounds, you stop at a familiar door.
Room 203.
Johnny Mctavish.
A Scottish man who’s been shot in the head.
And miraculously survived.
Johnny’s speech is slurred and sometimes hard to understand but you’re around enough you begin to get what he means.
Especially since he’s so insistent on flirting with you.
You walk inside room 203 with a warm smile, met with blue eyes and a loopy grin right back at you.
You’re a nurse.
Young, and kind.
Too sympathetic.
“Good morning Johnny, how you feelin’?”
You ask causally, drifting over to his side.
“G’morn.. feelin’ like… I died n’ went to heaven.. got n’ angel in fron’a meh.”
He smiles all big and toothy.
You warm and chuckle.
“Morphine got you feelin’ good huh, Johnny?”
“Yeh.. angel,”
You move closer, checking his IV.
“Good. I’ll be back with breakfast.”
Johnny leaned back in his bed, watching your hips shake as you walk, completely shameless.
…
Price wasn’t at the hospital for any good reason.
His comrade had been shot in the head.
And he wasn’t taking it well.
Carrying something heavy on his shoulders.
The steady beeping of soaps heart monitor was the only thing cutting the silence in the room.
Then.
The door opens.
..
By the time you come back, the room has changed.
You come in with a smile, assessing the room.
Tray of food in your hand that you carried as you marched down the white halls.
Johnny’s gone quiet.
Asleep.
Theres two extra people in the room, faces you’ve never seen before. Your eyes bounce to each man, clearly military despite not a spec of camouflage being in sight.
Sitting in the corner, a big man wearing a black surgical mask, dirty blonde hair, dark eyes lost in thought.
The other standing by Johnny’s bed, turns to face you.
He’s got rainy blue eyes, hairy cheeks and mustache. Wearing a fishing hat that catches your eye as misplaced.
“My name is y/n. I’ll be taking care of your friend here.”
You place the tray of food down at his bedside table.
Your hand reaches over Johnny—
The man in the skull mask stiffens, you catch it out of the corner of your eye.
“I’m not going to hurt him,” you assure with a smile.
“Just making sure his IV his clear.”
The masked man nods stiffly.
His eyes, just dark beads, watching your every move intently.
Your hands are steady as they return back to your pockets.
You smile at the men.
“Please let me know if I can do anything for any of you.”
You nod, sweet and simple.
Then leave.
…
Simons eyes never leave Johnny.
Price sighs..
“M’ gonna get a coffee.”
Unable to stay with the reminder of his mistakes.
His eyes hesitating before they land on Simon.
“Can I get you somethin’?”
He gets no response.
Taking a sharp breath he turns and shuts the door behind him with a soft click.
His legs carry him to the cafeteria but his mind is elsewhere entirely.
Going over the mission, the mistakes, what he should have done, where he should have been.
His thoughts spiral and melt into one big knot of anxiety.
Then-
Something calls his attention.
Lilac purple.
He sees you.
Smiling big, your expression light as you talk with another nurse.
He hears Johnnys name come from your lips, and stops in his tracks.
“Johnny.. the patient in room 203– his friends are really concerned I believe.. scary lot they are.”
You chuckle, but your expression falls quickly, more of a nervous tick than anything humorous.
“I wish I could give them a proper update… it’s just, their not proper family— I’m not allowed to say much.”
The nurse you chat with, shrugs looking unaffected by your sentiment.
“Well they can be scary somewhere else.”
She replies flatly.
Your face twists.
“Are you joking? They’re not causing a problem—“
“They could go home.”
She reminds with an eye roll, trying to look back at the clipboard in her hands.
You bite your tongue, but the words come out anyway.
Low.
Not wanting anyone to hear, but also not ashamed of it.
“No. If that was my friends- or family in there, you’d have to drag me out too.”
You say with such certainty, your coworker almost laughs.
Price stands watching from afar.
Like a statue hidden in shadows.
“And…they’re not your friends.”
Your coworker remind with mocking sweetness.
Price finally moves, taking a step closer.
He’s not in his uniform but still his presence demands attention.
Your coworker quickly busies herself, walking away muttering of better things to do.
You draw a polite smile to your face. The man is handsome, gruff features but eyes that seem more than just tired.
Worn.
Exhausted.
“I’m with—“
“Johnny. Room 203, right. I saw you.”
You nervously cut in. Your jaw clenching as you continue.
“How can I help you?”
The man is quiet for a moment. Shifting on his feet.
He breathes out.
“You’re the nurse assigned..”
“Yes sir,” you nod.
Your eyes scan over his form, his gaze down cast, shoulders tight.
You continue softer, already sure of what he wants to know.
“He doesn’t remember much, but… he’s strong willed. Talks to me daily. Always gets a flirt in.”
That makes the man chuckle.
It’s soft, and broken.
He shakes his head.
“That’s Johnny for ya..”
It’s quiet for a second.
You smile softly.
“You look tired… maybe I can offer you a coffee?”
His gaze find yours..
Scanning over you like you could be some threat.
He nods slowly, turning to follow your lead.
You join him with ease.
Leading to the cafeteria.
You buy two coffees, both black.
He takes it with a nod.
“Thank you...”
You smile back at him, nodding to the halls littered with doctors and nurses.
“Let’s walk.” You suggest.
He follows without word.
…
You two walk down the halls, the man quiet beside you, until.
“My name is Price.”
You look over, your lips parting.
You recognize the name.
“Captain John Price?”
That makes his steps falter.
He clears his throat.
“Soap talks bout me?”
He returns the question, his voice dropping.
“Johnny? Yeah. He gets confused but he knows you. He asks about his team, his captain mostly.”
You nod to him with a knowing smile.
He takes it without comment.
“So… you been a nurse long?”
Price asks from beside you, walking slowly through the halls.
“Four years now.”
You reply honestly.
He nods.
Price looks down at the coffee in his hand, still untouched.
His jaw clenches with the tension in his next question. Unsure if he wants to know the answer himself.
“He.. talk about the mission?”
He whispers.
You stop moving in the halls.
“No.. not exactly..”
Gesturing to a quiet place to sit down.
He follows a small distance away from you.
“Johnnys memory isn’t the best.” You state, taking a breath. “He has bits and pieces…he gets confused, scared at times.” You pause trying to find the right words without saying too much.
“He’s lucky to have someone like you around. You care about him, I can tell.”
Prices grip tightens on the coffee cup.
How could soap be lucky to have someone like him? Someone who allowed him to get hurt.
Your hand comes out, gently landing on his.
“Johnny is strong, everyday he makes more and more improvements. Recovery will be long, and he may not remember everything. But I think he’ll be just fine.”
Price looks down at your hand on his, his expression tightens but he doesn’t pull away.
His gaze drops to the floor, mumbling so quietly you almost don’t catch it.
“You.. don’t know what you’re talkin’ about..”
Even softer.
“He shouldn’t even be here…”
You give him a soft smile, seeing grief in many family members. You don’t ask questions, it makes Prices stomach knot with guilt.
“You can’t blame yourself for things that aren’t in your control.”
That snaps something inside him.
His gaze locks onto yours quickly.
Not because he’s angry.
Because he was in control.
He gave Johnny orders.
Orders he wasn’t certain on.
And look where it landed him.
He stares at you for a long while—
When your pager on your side goes off, pulling your attention away for just a second.
Long enough for price to stand up.
Clearing his throat.
“I should get back to Johnny.”
You nod tightly wishing there was more you could say.
“I’ll make another stop by his room in the next hour.” You promise with a nod.
He doesn’t respond.
You watch him walk away.
A strange tightness in your chest as you pick up the abandoned coffee.
Still completely full.
You sigh, throwing it away in a near by trash can.
Walking down the halls your footsteps are light. You pass doctors in the halls with polite nods and smiles.
Stopping only to do your rounds, when your mind returns to Captain price.
Johnny.
You look at the clock on your wrist, and acknowledge the fact that time has moved quicker than you anticipated.
You stop at 203, this time there’s chatter behind the door.
Soft but there.
You knock before you enter.
Peaking your head in with a familar smile.
Your eyes lock onto Johnny first then Price, lastly the man who hasn’t moved an inch since you first saw him.
“Angel..there ye’ is.. knew yu’d come back for meh.”
Johnny raises a bruised arm, his smile never missing, sitting up in bed with Price standing by his side.
You laugh at Johnnys comment, shaking your head, when your eyes meet Prices for another moment.
“Gotta make sure you’ve eaten Johnny.”
You remind unable to not smile at the charming Scot.
“Oh yah.. m’full”
He replies, tapping his belly for emphasis.
Price from the side raises a brow, shooting you a knowing look, nodding to the untouched tray.
You shake your head as your hands fall to your hips.
Tone turning more stern.
“Johnny, I need you to eat something.”
You grab the tray of food you left, moving it to him.
“Do I gotta feed ya?”
You joke, your tone lightening.
“Don’t enable him.”
Low. Gruff.
The man in the medical mask finally speaks.
Your head snaps to the corner.
No Ko You smile unable to help yourself.
Simons eyes move down to your lilac scrubs.
Face twitching in amusement.
His eyes move back to Johnny.
“Nurse ‘s right, you needa’ eat Johnny.”
You look back at Johnny, waiting for an answer.
His smile only sharpens.
“Like it when yu’ get onta’ me Angel. Real cute bird.”
You roll your eyes at his flirts, he moves to begin eating. Slow, his hands weak as they grip the plastic utensils .
Price decides to sit down, his eyes scanning over the room. Bouncing to the door like he’s waiting for another threat to come in. Then back to you.
You check Johnnys monitors as he eats.
Watching his hands and coordination.
Johnny looks from his captain, to you, back to Price with a smirk.
“Don’t get ideas cap’n. V’ already claimed ‘em as mine.”
Prices expressions twists when it moves back to Johnny. Shifting in his seat, ignoring his friends teases.
His eyes linger a second too long.
Johnnys shoulders slump, moving his food around in his tray with less than amusement.
“Stop lookin’ at me like that cap.. m’ not a dead man.”
It feels like a punch right to Prices gut.
Your eyes finally move from the monitor you’ve been watching, suddenly feeling like you’re encroaching.
“Johnny… just eat..”
Price mumbles from the side, his gaze anywhere but Johnny.
“No!”
Johnny slams his fork down onto the table below.
“You keep looking at me like m’ already bloody gone! Like I’m some— some corpse!”
You stiffen. Watching his heart rate spike.
Price stands quickly, the chair scraping under him.
He takes a few steps, his strides long. stopping right before the door.
He can’t look at Johnny, his head down, hand on the door like he’s already decided he’s leaving.
“I’m.. I gotta go.’”
The door closes without a click.
You swallow hard. Your own heart thumping too hard in your chest.
“Johnny,”
You whisper, taking a deep breath to steady yourself.
His eyes snap to you, something pleading in his gaze.
“Take a breath, please.” Your voice is calm, relaxed.
Johnny does as he’s asked.
Wincing slightly.
“S’ not his fault..” he repeats.
You nod.
“I understand.”
Your eyes drift to the man in the chair, who stands.
He’s massive. Sitting where price once was.
“Johnny.”
Blues eyes travel.
“Relax. He’ll will be back.”
He assures lowly.
Johnnys jaw works, his eyes down casted on his half eaten tray.
“Angel..?”
Johnny asks, you’ve been quiet administrating medication through his IV.
“Yes Johnny?”
“Mind goin’ after him?”
AN: part 2 maybe? Unsure.
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Bound. Dwayne (The Lost Boys) x OC – Finale
Story summary: After moving to Santa Carla to escape a difficult situation, 18-year-old Savannah is inexplicably drawn to a mysterious stranger. But when she discovers his dangerous secret and what it means for her, will she be able to stay away, or is it already too late for that?
Pairings: Dwayne (The Lost Boys) x OC
Previous chapter: Dwayne turns Savannah
Warnings: blood, death (not a main character), attack scene
My fangs pierced through Dwayne’s neck as I straddled him in bed, a hand on his bare shoulder and one tangled in his long dark hair.
As I drank, he hummed in bliss and then let out a moan that went straight to my womb.
‘You taste so good, vampire boyfriend.’
‘Thanks, hu—’ but he corrected himself before he could call me “human girlfriend” like he used to. ‘I’ve gotta say, “half-vampire girlfriend” doesn’t roll as smoothly off the tongue.’
I laughed and drank some more as he ran his hands up and down my back. It tasted like an orgasm.
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Love Beyond Limits Series Masterlist
Main Masterlist
By @chloe-skywalker
Summary: After a lot of broken promises Y/n decides to get out of and leave Charming and California for that matter. Needing some space and time to heal her heart she heads to New York to stay with some friends. New York might just be her new home. While there she finds an unexpected romance that just feels like its meant to be, with a man in a very similar world as the one she grew up in. New friends that feel like family. Sure there's some ups and downs, shoot outs, break ins, a fast moving relationship, rival Mob’s and a kidnapping. But they’ll navigate it together.
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Series Taglist
Puppys Name Sake
Chapters :
Chapter 1
~ Saying goodbye to Charming is hard but Y/n needs a fresh start away from a certain blue eyed blonde biker.
Chapter 2
~ Y/n explores the city and meet's up with some old friends.
Chapter 3
~ Y/n has a run in with the most powerful Mob boss in Brooklyn. But she doesn't know that's who she goes to have a drink with.
Chapter 4
~ Y/n and Bucky go on a date. A fancy date, it goes well but Bucky has some worries at the end of the night.
Chapter 5
~ 3rd date in a row Bucky has something less extravagant planned. Something he feels would be more Y/n's speed.
Chapter 6
~ Bucky confides in Steve and Sam all the while Y/n confides in Wanda.
Chapter 7
~ Bucky get's introduced to Wanda and Pietro. Y/n and Bucky have a heart to heart.
Chapter 8
~ Bucky introduces Y/n to Steve and Sam.
Chapter 9
~ Bucky asks Y/n to be his date to an upcoming event, and get's her something custom for it.
Chapter 10
~ It's moving day into her own apartment for Y/n but there's bigger news. Her brother's coming to visit.
Chapter 11
~ Opie want's to meet this guy his little sister is dating. While Opie's here Bucky want's to meet him to.
Chapter 12
~ Bucky come's over to help Opie, and they have some one-on-one talk. It's Gala time. Time to show Y/n some more of the people Bucky knows. But Y/n might have figured out Bucky's secret.
Chapter 13
~ After the shootout Bucky take's Y/n back to his home. Where the two get to know one another on a deeper level. And they both discuss deeper the world's they live in.
Chapter 14
~ Y/n stays a little longer at Bucky's. A ground rule about secrets is established. When Y/n goes home Bucky has a big surprise for her.
Chapter 15
~ Time for halloween. Wanda and Pietro meet Moxley, Puppy shots are due, lunch with Bucky is nice, watch some movies, hand out candy, oh and a break in happens.
Chapter 16
~ After the break in Bucky would like to show Y/n some weapons and how to use them so his mind could be at ease. . , Y/n grew up in Samcro. Bucky's underestimating her.
Chapter 17
~ Girls Night, Guys Night, Video Call with Opie, and Thanksgiving.
Chapter 18
~ Christmas in Charming. Bucky meets Samcro. . . he meets Jax.
Chapter 19 (Not Typed yet / December new years eve)
more coming...
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Request: Coming Out (Jane Volturi x female!Reader )
You lightly put a hand on Alec’s shoulder leaning up to his ear, on the tip of your toes. Alec turned his head slightly, his eyes shifting to you. “Can I speak to you in private later?” You whispered and Alec nodded. “Thanks.” You stepped away and carried on as usual and looking for his twin sister, Jane. You had given up a lot to be with Jane. You were a missing person, having ran away to be with her and ultimately leaving your older sister Bella and your father behind. Bella and the Cullen’s caught on quickly what had happened and Bella had almost disowned you for forcing her to lie to Charlie that she didn’t know where you were. To watch him in so much pain and knowing Bella could fix it but shouldn’t, it was awful. You felt sympathy but she eventually came to realise that you’d have been forced to do the same thing for her.
When you came to Italy, you weren’t actually exclusive to Jane. As a matter of fact neither of you really understood the connection you had with one another since you barely spoke to each other but couldn’t be apart. Then it seemed that Aro spoke to Jane about you and ever since she seemed to actively avoid you, just as the ice between you both seemed to be breaking.
It had been two weeks of Jane avoiding you but her gaze always lingering on you. You wanted to ask her what you had done wrong but she wouldn’t really speak to you and was always dismissive of what you had to say. Then you noticed you had been walking in on Jane’s talks with Aro…a lot and he too soon began to pin pointed gazes between both you and Jane as though urging something to happen with his mind alone. What exactly you didn’t know.
It really took a turn when you entered the throne room and Aro immediately wanted to take your hand after his quick greeting. He seemed to concentrate hard, eyes fixed on your hand enclosed in his. Aro then chuckled but gave no explanation as to why and casting a knowing glance to Marcus who simply returned Aro’s gaze. It made you nervous, Jane being in the room, her eyes pinned on you only made it worse, a strange fluttering sensation in your chest. You didn’t understand why. “You do not need to fear it, my dear.” Aro’s words tore you from the thought as you looked at him with confusion again. He chuckled as he released your hand. “I…I don’t understand what you mean, sir.” You said quietly. “You do.” He smiled knowingly. “You’ll do well to admit it sooner than later, my dear.” “Sir, with all due respect I really don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Well, if I may, it is very apparent from your thoughts that you…favour female over men in romantic terms.” Aro seemed to be choosing his words carefully and it took you a moment to catch up and realise he was trying to be as appropriate and gentle as he could. Then it hit you what he was trying to say. “Wait…” You shook your head, a lump forming in your throat. “I’m not…I don’t- no. You’re wrong.” Tears were quick to rise but you refused to let them fall. Aro didn’t seem surprised, instead prepared to attempt to settle you. “I mean no harm. You need not upset yourself so.” “Y-you’re wrong.” Your throat was almost closed, breathing beginning to grow slightly erratic. “My dear, we do not need to speak of this any further.” “Sir, that can’t be right. You’ve misunderstood. You must have. I’m not-” You could only deny it. “(Y/N).” Aro took your shoulders making you look at him. “Calm yourself. I’ve seen your thoughts. I am not wrong.” His voice was soothing but also had no room for argument. You couldn’t push him any further and you honestly felt you couldn’t push yourself to fight him either. You were quiet for a moment. “May I be excused?” You asked quietly, with a slight tremble. “Of course.” Aro turned you towards the door moving you forward with his hand with a gentle touch. When you were gone, Aro looked to Jane who had no expression. “Don’t be disheartened, my dear. Be patient." Jane gave him no response, her lack of expression not cracking in the slightest.
Aro called you to his office that night. You had calmed down but your judgement hadn’t changed. You had a lot of questions about yourself, sexuality included but you weren’t ready for such a conclusion. You couldn’t be attracted to girls. Surely it was just a misunderstanding and there was a simple explanation. You thought of how you felt around Jane and the previous boyfriend’s who just never worked out. You thought you were too young to have understood what it took but that didn’t explain the issues when you got older. Relationships never worked with guys yet you didn’t dare think of girls. There was a tiny piece of you that you denied within yourself that you found girls very alluring. Yet still you refused to believe Aro. It had to be a mistake. “I apologise if my statement was too much for you, my dear.” “It wasn’t. It was just wrong.” Aro leaned forward, clasping his hands on his desk, eyes staring into yours. “Why do you think I’m wrong?” “Because I can’t be. There has to be some other explanation.” “My dear, I sincerely believe you’re in denial. I say this because you aren’t denying you feel something. Actually that you do but don’t understand it quite yet. I say this because when I took your hand, you feel the same way as I do about females. I have a female mate. You are female and feel the same way as I did when romantically involved with females.” You felt the lump in your throat again. “Let me be clear, I’m old but not oblivious. Neither are my brothers. Times are changing around us and so we must adapt. Quite frankly, we’ve seen many things to fear and same sex relationships aren’t one of them. You feel this way and that is okay. This is who you are. It’s why you feel so strongly for our dear Jane for instance. It saddens me that I know you know this about yourself and you want to ignore it and it makes you were unhappy at times.” Aro watched as your mouth twisted, jaw quivering and eyes filled with tears. After a moment he held out his hand, a silent offer. You knew immediately what the action was. It was an offer of comfort but also an act to understand your feelings at that moment. After a moment you took it, taking deep breaths to counter the growing sobs. He slowly nodded responding to a statement you never said. “I know.” He whispered to you. “I’ll tell you something else. It was a shock for Jane too. She is from a different era where this wasn’t acceptable and never spoken of. I had to tell her the same a few weeks ago. She’s slowly coming to terms with it… And you will too.” Aro assured you.
It had always surprised you just how supportive Aro had been. It wasn’t like him. You could only assume it was for Jane more than anybody. To keep her loyal to him perhaps. Regardless, in the end, he didn’t just out you but Jane too. He caught himself before he confessed that Jane had very strong feelings for you. Backtracking and immediately telling you that ‘was for both you and Jane to find out for yourselves’.
When you and Jane shared your first kiss, Aro was smug. He might as well have said ‘i told you so’. Caius’ reaction was priceless. He wanted to know when you and Jane became so close to begin with. Aro seemed to have not updated him since Caius’ jaw hit the floor.
The two of you had rushed away for some privacy, the guards in swarms, large swarms. The Volturi always had some form of get-together every so often, allowing the ranks to mingle. You’d describe it as a work night out if you had to compare it. Though the two of you had gotten very close, a last resort of hiding from the other guards. It meant the two of you were huddled in the corner of the outside corridor of the very busy throne room.Though you had gotten to close to one another that your noses were very close to touching. “This is going where i think this is going…right?” You whispered. Jane slowly nodded. “I think so.” Both of you had gotten even closer over the past while. Mentally you two were exclusive, no one had caught either of your attention. It was latched on one another. Yet neither of you had really taken the step of approaching the subject of exclusively dating and physical contact had been limited to hugs. It seemed like at any second that was about to change. However, neither of you had approached the subject of kissing either, yet another topic that would have to be added to the list. “Do you want me to step back?” You whispered, ready to step back but you felt Jane’s cold hand coil around your wrist. You asked because you knew Jane wasn’t very comfortable with physical contact to most, if not all people but her brother. “No. Don’t step away.” Jane said lowly. Jane leaned closer, your noses touching. You barely got a breath in before Jane’s lips were on yours. You kept still, not wanting to cause her any discomfort. After a few moments you broke away. You exhaled. “Wow…that was…wow.” “A first.” Jane mumbled to herself. “On more levels than one.” You agreed. After a brief moment the two of you locked eyes. Your mouth twisted into a smile trying not to laugh. “Trust us to find the corner of the dark doom and gloom corridor for quiet and end up kissing.” Jane smiled slightly in return. “Sorry, I get nervous in these situations really easily.” You said meekly. “That’s understandable.” You took another breath. “What are we? Like what am I to you? I don’t want to assume anything.” “You’re a lot to me.” Jane answered. “I need more than that. What do you mean?” “I mean that, I don’t want to see you with anyone else. I want to be in your life, I want you in mine.” “Like…dating?” “I don’t know what you call it. It was once called courting, I believe.” “Yeah.” You nodded in confirmation. “I want that too.” Jane smiled slightly again and you took her hand. “Let’s get back inside.” Jane said after a moment of silence. “Before someone comes looking for us.” “And finds us in a dark depressing corner of a dark and depressing corridor.” You added and Jane hummed in response, casting you a glance in amusement.
Demetri chuckled, getting Caius’ attention. “What?” Demetri nodded to the other side of the throne room. Caius turned to see you and Jane in conversation but were…’handsy’ as he’d put it. Soon it was no longer enough to be hand holding as you played with one anothers fingers. Instead, your arms were looped loosely around Jane’s shoulders, Jane more than pleased, running her fingers up the span of one of your hands, the other at your waist. Both of you smiling and laughing, especially you. Jane wasn’t one to laugh, it was a rarity and this occasion wouldn’t be one of them. Though she was smiling more than she usually did. Caius’ eyes widened. When did this happen? Caius’ mouth gaped open, unable to believe his eyes, his glare only complimenting his surprise.
Soon it turned into a relationship, learning the tiniest details about one another. For example, Jane loved it when you scratched her back absentmindedly. You often teased her about the bodice of her dress was so thick you were surprised she could feel it. You’d always get a small glare in return. She also loved small public displays of affection in greeting. There has been many times the guards would come across you both. Your arms would be wrapped around Jane’s waist or shoulders as you leaned into her, sometimes pressing a kiss to her cheek as her attention was elsewhere. Jane on the other hand could be very affectionate when she wanted to be but in public always kept close to you. If she couldn’t see you for whatever reason, you were too far away and had best change that before she did. When alone, she’d often nuzzle her head into your neck or even plant her own rare kiss to you. As though to remind you every so often that she did love you. She always spoke as though you’d be around forever despite you being human. You weren’t to worry about that though. Jane was going to change you and then you’d be together forever and that was all.
The many months you had been together were the happiest you had ever lived. You knew she was the one. You wanted no one else, no one made you happier. You spent more time laughing with her than anything else and you almost forgot what you were so afraid of. It was just like any other relationship but your bond with Jane was better than you could have ever dreamed. On one particular day, you’d be leaving with the Volturi and Heidi thought it’d be fun if Jane did your make up. Heidi wanted to see every small moment between you both before that night. Jane shrugged it off, willing to do so if you were fine with it. You figured it couldn’t hurt and so you both sat at the table gaining an audience of Heidi, Felix, Demetri and Alec. All looked pretty invested in the scene as Jane got to work. You kept as still as you could for Jane, looking at her as she lightly dabbed at your face with a base you didn’t get to see. “I love the way (Y/N) looks at you, Jane.” Alec smiled, looking at you both but then sharing a look with Heidi who couldn’t agree more. The corner of Jane’s mouth curled upwards in approval. When she was done you gushed that she did an amazing job, trying to hide your nerves about leaving.
Nightfall arrived and you were outside of the castle, by the fountain, waiting to leave for the mission. It started with the two of you just simply sitting by the fountain before you were hand in hand as she walked you around the fountain. Even joining you to spin one another through your giggling. The rest of the Volturi were also outside and Jane admitted to you she had no idea as to why. Alec got Jane’s attention and she helped you down from the fountain before turning her back to you to address her brother. You knew this was your moment but got nervous unable to move and your heart pounded in your chest. Alec wad unable to stop his twin turning back to you and pulling you into her side. “Are you alright, my love? You’re heartbeat just got very fast. I can feel is racing against me.” She rubbed at your shoulder with her arm that was around you and you nodded with a smile, taking a breath before locking eyes with Alec for a moment.
You broke away from her, taking her hand before bending down on one knee. Her eyes widened as the Volturi around her buzzed with excitement. Even the leaders unable to prevent a smile. “What are you doing?” Jane asked. “I wanted to do this the traditional way.” You began as you dug around into your jacket pocket. Jane never got what she wanted. She was the witch twin that no one wanted. You did and you didn’t want her to miss even a second of the experience. “So I asked your brother first.”
“What did you want to speak to me about?” Alec asked as he dropped you into the forest floor. You were evidently nervous which meant something was wrong. “I wanted to do this the right way and you’re the only blood relative Jane has left. I can’t think of anyone better to ask.” “Ask me what?” Alec asked with unease hoping his twin wasn’t in any danger. “I want to ask for your permission to ask Jane to marry me.” You said finally, rushing it out in on breath. Alec was very surprised, not expecting it. “Seriously? You aren’t joking?” You shook your head. “No jokes. One hundred percent seriousness.” Slowly, a smile broke onto Alec’s face. “You want to marry my sister?” “So I won’t lie. I don’t know if I actually can for many obvious reasons but if I can, I’d marry her in a heartbeat. She’s the one.” You were quiet for a moment before you quickly added. “with your permission, of course. Jane never got this but was raised to want it. I don’t want her to miss it.”
Alec was touched for his sister. You had surpassed all expectations he had to earn his to his sister. You continued to do so by acknowledging Jane’s past. She was raised to want to be engaged, be married and have children but no one ever got down on one knee. Humans were very extra-curricular now with engagements and so it was heart-warming to see you work hard to go back to traditional method and ask for approval. “(Y/N), nothing in this world would make me happier than to have you as a sister. You had my approval long ago and have it now.” “Really?” You breathed. “You make my sister happy and that’s all I want for her. ” You could cry. You felt the tears rising. “Thank you.” You said quietly before you could no longer speak, overcome with emotion. To your surprise, Alec pulled you into a hug. You wasted no time returning it. “I already saw you as my sister. This only makes it official. You have more than my permission.”
Now came the next tough and awkward part which might ruin everything. “So, uh, there’s only one problem.” You began, slightly muffled against his shoulder. “I don’t have a ring and I can’t buy one because I’m a missing person and if i touch my account it’ll be traced-” Alec cut you off. “Don’t worry about that, I’ll handle that. I should also inform you that wouldn’t be a regular wedding, some adjustments would be made.” You nodded. “That’s fine. Thank you. Now I just have to hope she says yes.” “I think she will.” Alec smirked. “She loves you and I’m her twin, I know better than anyone.”
“Alec graciously gave me his approval and had helped me out with this. Full credit to him and a few other guards for the ring.” You opened the box and Jane looked even more surprised. “So only one thing is left to ask you. I don’t want to spend forever with anyone else but you. Our time together has been more than a dream and a gift and I’d be honored to spend the rest of me life with you. Jane, will you marry me?” Jane was absolutely stunned as everyone waited for her answer in excitement whilst you did the same but in anxiety. “I want nothing more in the world…yes.” Jane nodded quickly as she bent down slightly to meet you and pick you up off the floor as the Volturi clapped with grins and smiles as well as a few ‘woop woop’s being heard.
Jane let you work the ring onto her finger before pulling you into her, holding you close and mumbling how much she loved you. “I need to get you one- a ring.” Jane mumbled before pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Do you know we can’t actually get married?” You nodded. “I don’t know what happens instead.” “Well it means we’re technically married now by our kinds standards. We can make some celebratory things but really I just need to get you a ring and change you. If you really want something like a declaration.” “What do you mean?” “It’s no secret, my love. I chose you a long time ago. You’re already my mate. Though I won’t deny the thought and the effort put into this is breathtaking. I got a mate and I got a proposal…thank you.” “Of course. I couldn’t allow you never experiencing a proposal and when our several hundredth anniversary comes up and I’m loaded with money I somehow magically have, I will buy you a planet.” Jane couldn’t help but be amused. “Uh…who’s name are we taking?” “Mine.” Jane said immediately. “Hey what’s wrong with Swan!?” You were offended by how quickly she responded. “I refuse to share a name with your sister.” She sneered at the thought of Bella. Jane loved you, but hated her. No exceptions. “But-” “Volturi. You’re taking my name.” Jane left you no room to argue, sealing the deal with a kiss.
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WARNING: GORE!
You had to stay clear. Heidi was bringing in the tours and Demetri was around to make sure all would run smoothly, no one being left behind. Whilst you could only smile at a few of the tourists who locked eyes with you. You figured it wouldn’t hurt, they’d go one way and you’d go the other, completely clear of what would happen next. Suddenly you heard your name.
The voice was familiar but before you could recall who it was, they stepped out of the line of tourists, walking up to you with a smile. You felt your stomach drop. It was your ex boyfriend. Heidi and Demetri both looked at him but said nothing. “Well I’ll be damned, I never thought I’d see you here.” Your ex smiled. “It’s good to see you.” You said politely. Although you found it difficult to mask your unease. “Do you work here?” He asked. “Yeah.” You nodded. “How have you been?” It was clear he was determined to get a conversation to you reluctantly gave in. “I’ve been good. Working mostly.” You smiled gesturing to the room. “How have you been?” “I’ve been great. Travelling with friends. Partying. You know me.“ He winked. You hummed in ‘amusement’.
"Well hello there.” Heidi glided up to you both. Your ex looked her up and down and smirked. “Hey.” “(Y/N)’s considered new around her and doesn’t know anyone.” Heidi smiled, pulling you into her side. She rubbed your arm slightly. Although you were uncertain if that was her way to say she had your back. “So who’s your friend?” She smiled wider, showing her teeth. “Oh he isn’t my-” You began but your ex interrupted. “I’m an old friend. (Y/N) and I have quite a history together.” He replied sending you a teasing flirtatious smile. “This is my ex boyfriend.” You finished. “Oh I see. Well, you only have a couple of minutes, the tour is about to start and you…” She lightly tapped your nose with her free arm. “…have to get back to work.” She broke away but kept at a close distance. Supposedly not paying attention anymore but you knew she was keeping close for you.
“How long have you been here?” Your ex asked. “I’ve been here for nearly a year now." "Wow. No one told me you’d left. Your mum told me when I went looking for you but she had no idea where you went. She said you had just up and left.” You wanted to kick yourself and groan. This wasn’t going to be easy. “Why…why did you speak to my mum?” You asked. “I was looking for you. I went to your house but your mum said you had been gone for months.” “Yeah, I didn’t tell anyone where I was going. I needed the space and time to build a new life here. My…my life back there was pretty much ruined.” Thanks to him. “Ah, yes, that wasn’t my finest moment.” He said quieter. “It doesn’t matter now. What’s done is done. The way I see it, it would have been worse if I stayed.” “In my eyes, the worst thing I’ve ever done is what I did to you.” He responded. You were certain that your ex had cheated on you. If he hadn’t then it would be a matter of waiting until he did. Waiting for your heartbreak. Not to mention he wasn’t exactly apologetic for the flirting with others, and generally tiptoeing the line of cheating.
When you ended things with him, he was determined to ruin your reputation with rumours about you such as being controlling. You saw the storm he was itching to give you. So you figured if you left, you’d be rid of him and any damage he caused, as well as he’d have no choice but to pick someone else or be his own downfall thanks to that oncoming storm.
You shrugged. “Hey…can we talk? A little more privately?” He asked softly. “I don’t think I can. I really need to get back to work-” “It’ll only be just a minute.” He said quickly. “Alright everyone, the tour is starting, if you could all please stick together and not wander. This place is very big and who knows if we’ll find you again!” Heidi’s voice rang out. The last sentence received a couple of chuckles. “Enjoy the tour. It was nice to see you again.” You took a step back. “Please, it’s important.” He said hurriedly. You didn’t know how to answer. "One moment everyone!“ Heidi smiled brightly as Demetri placed a hand on her back and guided her towards the corner in hushed chatter.
"Make it quick.” You said flatly. “I’ve been thinking about us. How we left things and I’ve really missed you.” You sighed. “I know- I know we had our issues but if we try we can work through them.” “No. I think the past is in the past and I want to leave it there.” You responded. “If you didn’t care you wouldn’t have left everything behind.” He said. “You know, I have more reasons to leave than you making up stories about me whilst you play around with others feelings.” You frowned slightly. “I don’t blame you.” He answered. “I don’t care and I don’t need your validation. You made your choices and I made mine.” "You’re just not thinking straight. You left your family. They don’t even know where you are.“ He said. "That is none of your business.” You said firmly. “Would you stop acting so entitled and being overdramatic and listen to me? It’s no wonder we broke up. You do this every time!"
"Excuse me, I think that’s enough now.” Demetri interrupted calmly. “The tour is about to start.” “Buddy… you’re really not involved in this and we’re having a conversation so mind your business.” Your ex said through gritted teeth. Before Demetri could respond, you jumped to his defence. “Don’t speak to him like that! You can speak to me like that but don’t speak to him like that!” “No, he can’t speak to you that way.” Heidi said, sending him a pointed gaze. Her hands on her hips. Your ex looked at her. Knowing him, he wanted to snap at her like he had Demetri but as soon as his eyes landed on her, they softened and he said nothing. He wore the same look he had back then. “You know that’s why I’d get to angry with you.” You said softly. “You always tried to convince me that I was crazy but even now, you have a wandering eye.” “What? You’d want me to blind myself? Is that what would make you happy?” He said with snark and you didn’t respond. Demetri nodded to Heidi . “Are we done here?” You asked him. “No.” Your ex said flatly. You sighed before turning to Heidi. She was about to speak up but you cut her off. “It’s okay Heidi. I can handle this.” “You make it sound like I’m the problem here.” Your ex frowned. “If your colleagues didn’t hover around you then perhaps we wouldn’t be disagreeing right now.” “It’s alright, Heidi.” Demetri said as he put a hand on her shoulder. “You go ahead with the group. I’ll make sure he catches up.” Heidi thought about it for a moment before nodding. “Very well.” With a flick of her hair she moved towards the front of the group. “As I said everyone! Stay together!” She began to walk down the corridor, heading towards the throne room.
You knew at this point your ex was just shutting down. He knew that wasn’t what you meant but everything he’d say from that moment forward was out of pure spite. “You do this every time!” He said in anger. “I don’t want to fight with you! I’m trying to talk to you.” “There’s nothing to talk about. What you and I had is over.” “No, it’s not.” He responded quickly and confidently. “You can’t do that. You can’t just speak to me like we just shared a ride home.” He said, stepping closer. “You and I are more than that, we always have been.” “We aren’t anything. I’ve moved on and I’m happy.” You responded, standing your ground. “Moved on?” He laughed. “No. No, I don’t believe that. You’re still standing here and we both know that when you’re done with someone that you don’t give them the time of day.” “I’m trying to be civil and not make a scene.” He laughed again, completely convinced. “Alright. Where is my replacement then, hm? Is it him?” Your ex nodded behind him towards Demetri. “No and I don’t want you meeting him.” You folded your arms. “Or I won’t because you’re lying.” Your ex smirked. “You don’t have to be like this babe. We can start again. We can have that happy life together we talked about. Laugh about all of this later. You and I were solid and we can be like that again.” You shook your head. “No. I already told you I’m with someone else.” “And do they love you like I do?” He asked. You paused. You knew Alec loved you. He just didn’t tell it or show it all the time. Not in the way your previous relationships had. Alec wasn’t like other people and sometimes that had challenges but you’d take that. You’d rather someone loved you and barely told you rather than someone constantly telling you they loved you merely because they loved the idea of you and wanted to keep you around. “My guess is that he loves me more.” You answered quietly. It had been a long time since you had to deal with how your ex was treating you and you couldn’t help but wonder if you were losing. Your ex hummed in amusement. “You tell yourself that a lot, don’t you? I can see it in your eyes. Well let me tell you babe, loving you is easy.” He moved closer, his voice lowering. “I promise you, I loved you more than anyone ever has and I still do. You’re hurt. I get that. I hurt you but I can fix it just as easily. Just as easily as you light up my world with that beautiful face of yours. Come on, you and me.” He took your arms and you shook your head. “No.” You said quickly. Demetri stepped forward but you shook your head at him. “It’s fine, Demetri. I can handle this.” You said hurriedly. “In fact, don’t you have somewhere else to be?” Your ex sneered at Demetri behind him. His grip on you tightened. “Stop it. You’re getting angry at him for no reason.” You said hurriedly. “Yes, I am because this dude doesn’t know when to take a hint and clear off.” Your ex said sharply. Demetri’s eyes narrowed on your ex before turning on his heel and briskly heading down the corridors, the same way the rest of the tourists had.
“Come on, you and me.” Your ex said quieter and softly. “We had amazing times together and we should never have ended things the way we did.” “You’re not listening to me. It is over.” You emphasized. “No, it’s not.” He said simply. Before you could pull back, your ex pulled you in by your arms and kissed you. You immediately pulled your head away. “You can’t do that!” You cried out. However you cry was drowned out by a very loud scream of rage.
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Rescue Me : a Volturi one-shot
Per a request by @iloveslasher (hope you like it, kiddo. It came out a bit longer than planned.)
I was wondering if I could request a one shot of: The reader (human) knows the volturi in a friendly way and was let go for whatever reason.
She sees an attack happen between felix and Demetri and a rogue and as the attacker runs away from Demetri and felix She jumps on him and tumbles down to help them! But of course she gets injured cause she's a human knocking down a vampire.
ooooooooooooooooooooo
You are human. In normal circumstances, that would not be an issue. As a friend to a coven of ancient vampires, your humanity was most definitely an issue, and a half.
AWWWW thank youuuuu ❤️❤️❤️
ITS AMAZING
