Happy Halloween and Happy HOA HOA HOA HOA season! I'm finally uploading my Twilight sims. They've been updated and styled based on the Breaking Dawn movies. Bella comes with both her human and vampire forms. Each sim has new custom painted tattoos. Feel free to change whatever you want about them, and have lots of vampiric fun!! Please let me know if you run into any issues and I'll sort them out ASAP. ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧🩸🕯️🦇
teenager and pregnant, but it’s your 3 month old looking 6 years old and running into your cold arms to explain that auntie rosalie won’t let her chase the squirrels in the yard.
Summary: Bella endures her transition to a Vampire while Y/N's condition continues to worsen.
TW: Mentions of death/injury/illness, lack of regard for the feelings of others, medical testing, needles, blood.
The Cullen family was left unscathed after Jacob imprinted on Renesmee. The Wolves were forced to abandon their quest to kill the child, but tensions were still high. Y/N had been released from her quarantine and had finally been allowed to move about the house freely.
She took full advantage of her newfound freedom, but there were some things that Carlisle still wouldn't allow. Y/N was not to step foot outside the house unless someone was with her. She became quickly exhausted after any kind of physical activity and her heart beat would become irregular. Carlisle was strict about her having a companion in case something were to happen.
Y/N walked along the road with Jacob Black by her side. He had been focused on Renesmee since he had imprinted, Bella was still in transition and he felt responsible for the baby girl. Jacob had been incredibly tense as he watched over Renesmee and Carlisle encouraged him to take a moment away. Jacob went reluctantly and the pair walked in silence until he looked over at her.
"Why exactly do you need a babysitter?" Jacob asked.
"I'm dying," Y/N stated simply.
"What? I thought that Vampires couldn't die unless they're torn apart," Jacob said.
"Apparently they can... I bleed, I cry, I eat and my body is falling apart for no apparent reason," Y/N said.
"That sucks," Jacob said.
Y/N huffed a laugh, "Yeah, it does," She replied.
"Still doesn't really explain why I'm following you around though," Jacob said.
"Carlisle said that my heart beat is irregular. He's worried that something could happen to me while I'm alone," Y/N stated.
"Have you left your house at all since you started becoming human?" Jacob asked.
She glared at him, "I am not a human," She corrected quickly.
"Well, whatever you are then," He amended.
"No, you and your wolf friends had my house surrounded. Remember?" Y/N questioned.
"So, you're pretty new to not being a bloodsucker then, huh?" He asked.
"I guess you could say that," She replied.
"Do you want to go into town for a bit? Maybe we can get some actual food," He offered.
"I would do anything to leave that place right now. Since Bella died, Carlisle has devoted the entirety of his time to testing me for anything he can possibly think of. Then I have to sit there and watch Edward stay by his wife as she magically comes back from the dead. Don't even get me started on that rapidly growing demon that they produced... It's like my own personal hell," Y/N said.
Jacob laughed and Y/N shot him a serious look, "I didn't realize that I said something funny," Y/N said.
"It may not be funny, but it is ironic because I was in love with Bella and I was ready to kill Edward when she died. Then I went to get the baby to hand over to the pack and in some ridiculous twist of fate, I actually imprinted on her. Now I practically live in the house with the guy I hate, the girl I used to love and their daughter," Jacob said.
"If I weren't going to die horrifically, I might actually say that you have it worse," Y/N replied.
"We're just two of the luckiest people around, huh?" He questioned, she nodded.
"Where are you taking me then?" Y/N asked.
"A diner. I'm going to get you the biggest and most greasy burger they offer along with fries and a milkshake," Jacob listed.
"All of that sounds absolutely repulsive, but I'm excited to try it," She said.
"Good," Jacob nodded.
The pair returned to the house and Y/N went up to tell Carlisle that she was leaving. She returned after a few minutes with a pair of car keys dangling from her finger.
"He said no to the motorcycle," She stated.
"Maybe another day," Jacob replied, holding out his hand.
Y/N placed the keys into his palm, "I'm definitely riding on a motorcycle before I die. I'm trusting you to make that happen," She said.
"I can definitely do that for you," Jacob assured.
They made their way down to the garage and got into one of the cars. Jacob started the car and opened the garage before driving out onto the road.
Y/N settled back into her seat as she looked out the window, "Just for my own curiosity, how long does it usually take for someone to come back from the dead?" Jacob questioned.
"Usually takes about three days. The morphine that Bella had in her system could definitely have an effect on it though," Y/N stated.
"Three days of waiting," Jacob huffed.
"At least she's not awake and screaming like the rest of us were," Y/N said.
"It hurt that badly?" Jacob asked, glancing over at her.
"The worst pain I've ever felt. It was like every nerve being scorched and having your skin peeled from your body. It was misery," She said.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that," He said.
"It gave me a lifetime of pain and loneliness like I have never known before. I would have chosen death a thousand times over," Y/N replied.
"Who was it?" Jacob asked.
"I don't know what you mean," Y/N said, looking over at him.
"Who was it that broke your heart?" Jacob clarified.
Y/N hesitated, "Carlisle first and Edward second," She answered.
Jacob scoffed, "Well, with that information, you definitely earned the title of having the worst situation possible," Jacob said.
"I've always been an overachiever," She deadpanned with a smirk.
Jacob smiled as he pulled into the parking lot of the diner, "Ready to eat?" He asked.
"I'm absolutely ravenous," She replied.
The pair got out of the car and made their way into the restaurant, they were sat in a booth and given a moment to look over the menu.
Y/N stared at the laminated sheet with wide eyes, finding herself overwhelmed by the options as she slowly opened the menu.
"Wow, this is a lot of stuff," She mumbled.
"Do you want me to just order for you?" Jacob questioned.
"That would be lovely," Y/N replied.
"Do you have any preference on milkshake flavor?" He asked.
"The last meal that I had as a living person was probably boiled cabbage and stale bread. You can pick whatever you want and I'm sure it will be better than anything I've ever eaten," She replied, closing the menu and sliding it to the edge of the table.
"Point taken," He nodded.
The waitress returned to their table with her notepad and pen in hand, "What can I get for you two today?" She questioned.
"For drinks, we'd like one chocolate and one vanilla milkshake. And for food, we'll get two of the bacon cheeseburgers with fries," Jacob listed.
"Perfect, I'll get that going for you," The waitress nodded, collecting the menus and moving off to the kitchen.
"Why did you get two different flavor drinks?" Y/N asked.
"So you can try both and keep whichever one you like best," Jacob shrugged.
"That's very kind of you," She said.
"It's no big deal," He replied.
"It is to me," Y/N stated.
The drinks came out quickly and the food followed shortly after. Jacob put two plastic straws into the milkshakes and slid them across the table to her.
Y/N leaned forward, taking a sip of the vanilla milkshake before moving over to the chocolate and taking another sip.
"What's the verdict?" He questioned.
"I like the lighter one more," She said, tapping a finger against the side of the first glass.
Jacob slid the chocolate milkshake back over to his side of the table, "Good choice. The vanilla one is my personal favorite," He said, taking a sip from the same straw.
"You can have it if you like it more," Y/N said, moving to slide it over to him.
"You're the one who's new to human food. You get to keep the milkshake that you like best," Jacob said, resting his hand over hers and pushing it back over to her side of the table.
They ate and chatted about their lives before reluctantly returning to the Cullen house.
"I had fun tonight. You're pretty cool for an ex-bloodsucker," Jacob said.
"I had fun too and I suppose I should say thank you," Y/N replied.
"It was definitely meant as a compliment," Jacob assured, "And you can feel free to come find me whenever you want to go on another nature walk or do something ridiculously stupid just to cross it off your bucket list," He continued.
"I will definitely take you up on that," Y/N nodded.
"I'll see you tomorrow... Sleep well," He said.
"You too," Y/N replied, making her way up the stairs to her bedroom.
...
Y/N stood in the shower, lathering the shampoo into her hair before stepping under the water. She washed the soap from her scalp, allowing the warm water to run over her skin. Y/N lowered her arms as her heart began to race in her chest, she let out a shaky exhale and leaned into the wall.
Y/N suddenly felt lightheaded and exhausted, breathing heavily as she slid down the wall weakly. Her arms fell in front of her body limply as she leaned into the wall, eyelids fluttering as she struggled to remain conscious.
"Carlisle," She called softly, her voice was barely audible over the sound of the water.
The shower curtain was pulled back suddenly before Carlisle reached in and turned off the water. He stepped away, grabbing her robe before kneeling down next to the bathtub.
Carlisle maneuvered her body around easily, slipping her arms through the sleeves and wrapping the robe around her body. He tied the belt at her waist before slipping his arms underneath her and lifting her into his arms.
Y/N's head rested on his shoulder as she closed her eyes, head pounding as her heart raced in her chest. He carried her into her bedroom before carefully setting her down on her bed.
Carlisle brought over the vitals machine, wrapping the blood pressure cuff around her arm and placing the probe on her finger. Y/N grimaced as the cuff began to inflate, but she was far too exhausted to say anything.
"Your blood pressure is incredibly low," Carlisle stated, reaching over and resting his hand on the side of her neck.
His fingers found her pulse point easily, feeling the rapid pulsation of her heart against his fingertips.
"I don't feel good," She mumbled shakily.
"I'll get you on fluids and we'll see if that helps," Carlisle said.
Y/N closed her eyes, unable to do anything besides breathe as her body began to shiver. Carlisle returned with a bag of fluids and a primed line, hanging it up on the pole beside her bed.
"Are you cold?" He questioned, noticing the way her body trembled.
She nodded silently and Carlisle stepped into her closet, he returned with a long sleeved shirt and a pair of loose sweatpants.
"Not mine," Y/N mumbled.
"Alice thought that you should have something comfortable and warm to wear," Carlisle said, setting the items on the edge of her bed.
He helped her dry off and get dressed before getting her settled in the bed. Carlisle sat down on the edge of the bed beside her, tying the tourniquet around her arm and flexing her wrist as his eyes scanned her skin.
Carlisle cleaned her skin with an alcohol wipe before opening his needle and removing the cap. Y/N turned her head away as he pushed the needle into her vein, he held the cannula in place as he retracted the needle. He connected the tubing to the cannula quickly before laying a clear dressing on top of it.
Carlisle pressed the edges against her skin carefully before reaching up to grab his IV tubing and connecting it to her. Y/N looked over as he stood up, programming the machine and opening the roller clamps.
The fluid slowly began to drip as the infusion started, "You should try and get some rest. I'll be back to check on you in a bit," Carlisle said, she nodded.
Y/N drifted off into a dreamless sleep before Carlisle had even stepped foot into the hallway. She slept for hours, body shivering silently as she struggled to retain her warmth. Carlisle added a few more blankets on top of her, but nothing seemed to help with the icy chill that had come over her.
Carlisle slowly made his way into the living room where the family was sitting. Esme held Renesmee in her arms while Rosalie watched them with a fond smile.
"Jacob, could I borrow you for a moment?" Carlisle asked.
"Sure," He nodded, standing up from his seat and following Carlisle down the hallway.
"I have a bit of an odd request and you can refuse if it makes you uncomfortable," Carlisle said.
"What is it?" Jacob asked.
"Y/N had a bit of a medical episode tonight," Carlisle started.
"Is she okay?" Jacob questioned.
"She's fine, but she's incredibly cold and I can't seem to get her temperature up," Carlisle said.
"I can definitely help with that," Jacob nodded.
"Thank you," Carlisle replied, leading Jacob down the hallway to her bedroom.
He opened the door and stepped inside, allowing Jacob to make his way into the room before closing the door gently.
"Jeez, how many blankets do you have her buried under?" Jacob asked with a smile.
"Five, I believe," Carlisle stated.
Jacob moved around to the other side of the bed, stepping out of his boots before lifting the blankets and laying down beside her.
Jacob shifted closer to her and she turned towards him in her sleep, immediately drawn in by the heat he gave off. Jacob wrapped his arms around her and guided her body into his side.
Y/N let out a soft breath, her head resting on his chest as she soaked up his warmth, "She's freezing," Jacob muttered, rubbing his hand over her back gently.
"I'm not much help in that department, unfortunately," Carlisle said.
"Well, I got it from here," Jacob assured.
"Just be conscious of the IV and call for me if something happens," Carlisle said, Jacob nodded.
Carlisle made his way out of the bedroom, closing the door behind himself carefully. Jacob settled back into the pillows, brushing his hand over her back until he eventually drifted off to sleep beside her.
Jacob awoke when the sky was dark, he turned his head to see Carlisle standing at the bedside. He hung a new bag of fluids on the IV pole before connecting it and pressing a few buttons on the machine to restart the infusion.
Y/N stirred slightly in his arms as Carlisle programmed the pump, eyes fluttering open slowly. Her brows furrowed as she pulled away from him slightly.
"What's going on?" She mumbled.
"You were cold," Jacob replied.
"How are you feeling?" Carlisle questioned.
"I'm fine," Y/N replied, laying back down on her back beside Jacob.
"I can go if you want," Jacob offered.
"No, it's too cold in this place," She huffed, lifting the blankets up higher over her body as her teeth chattered slightly.
"Here," Jacob smiled, reaching out and pulling her closer to his side.
He wrapped his arm around her and she leaned her head back against his shoulder as his hand settled on her arm, "Better?" He questioned, she nodded and closed her eyes. Carlisle smiled softly to himself, quietly exiting the room and closing the door.
"I know you're not here for me, but I still appreciate it," Y/N said softly.
"You're probably one of the best living people in this house right now. Us humans need to stick together," Jacob said.
"Still not human," Y/N mumbled tiredly.
"Whatever you say," Jacob replied, rubbing his hand over her arm gently.
...
Carlisle opened the door to Y/N's bedroom and paused when he realized that the bed was empty. Jacob had stayed with her for a few hours before returning to the living room to be with Renesmee. She had been asleep when he last checked on her and the empty bed made him nervous.
"Y/N," Carlisle called.
"In here," Y/N replied softly.
He stepped over to the bathroom and pushed the door open, finding her sitting on the floor in front of the toilet with her back leaned against the wall. Y/N was incredibly pale with dark bags under her eyes, exhausted and weak as she looked up at him.
"Are you alright?" He questioned.
"I can't stop throwing up," Y/N mumbled.
"How long have you been in here?" Carlisle asked.
"An hour," She replied.
"Why didn't you call for me? I could've given you something to help with the nausea," He said gently.
"Feels like someone shoved a hot branding iron down my throat," She muttered.
"I could get you some water or tea to help," Carlisle offered.
"Just want to sleep," Y/N stated.
"Can you stand?" He questioned, looking down at her.
"No, everything hurts," She grumbled.
Carlisle nodded, kneeling down and sliding his arm underneath her body before lifting her up into his arms. Y/N let out a soft whimper, grimacing in pain and gripping onto him as he picked her up.
Carlisle turned around and set her down on the countertop. He prepared her toothbrush before passing it to her, wetting a cloth under some warm water as she brushed her teeth.
Y/N leaned over and spit into the sink, Carlisle took the toothbrush from her hand and offered her the cloth. Y/N wiped the cloth over her skin, arms falling limply in her lap as she breathed heavily, utterly exhausted from the simple act of wiping her face.
"Are you alright?" Carlisle asked.
"No, I'm not and I wish you'd stop asking me that," She snapped.
Carlisle didn't reply, giving her a moment to rest as he put everything away. He stepped back over to her when her breathing rate had returned to normal.
"Ready?" He asked, she nodded.
Carlisle lifted her into his arms carefully before he carried her into her room and placed her down on her bed. Y/N grimaced as she laid back, closing her eyes as she took a few shaky breaths.
"How bad is the pain?" Carlisle questioned.
"Terrible," She stated, growing irritated with his questions as she struggled to get comfortable.
"I'll get you something for the pain and the nausea," Carlisle said, standing up from the edge of the bed.
"Or you could just snap my neck now and put me out of my misery," Y/N offered.
"That's not an option and you know that," Carlisle replied gently.
"What quality of life do I have, Carlisle? My teeth are falling out, my body aches like I have broken glass flowing through my veins and I can't do simple tasks without feeling completely exhausted. I am miserable and it isn't going to get any better," She stated.
"There are still things we can try, Y/N. You were doing incredibly well a few days ago, we don't have to jump to extremes just yet. Pain medications, sedatives and anti-nausea drugs can drastically improve your comfort level," Carlisle said.
Y/N scoffed, "I don't want to spend the rest of my life in a narcotic haze as my body shuts down," She snapped.
"Dosages can be adjusted. It doesn't have to be that way," Carlisle assured.
"You've done as much as you can for me. It's time to give up," Y/N stated.
"That's not what you really want," He said.
"How would you know what I want? You haven't cared enough to know me for an incredibly long time, Carlisle," She said.
"You're right... I haven't been there for you in the way that you wanted, but I'm here now and I want to help you," Carlisle pressed.
"You can't help me," Y/N stated firmly, "But you can let me go," She continued.
"We can talk about our options tomorrow. You should try and get some rest," Carlisle advised.
Y/N shook her head, looking away as Carlisle made his way out of her bedroom and closed the door.
Edward stood in the hallway, "She wants to die?" He questioned.
"She does," Carlisle replied.
"We can't let that happen," Edward stated.
"I'm going to try and convince her to pursue alternative treatment options, but she doesn't seem optimistic," Carlisle said.
"I'll talk to her," Edward said, Carlisle shook his head.
"Bella could be waking up any moment now, she's going to need you. I can deal with Y/N for the time being," Carlisle assured.
"When Bella wakes up, Y/N is going to need someone with her at all times. The bloodlust could overwhelm Bella and Y/N wouldn't stand a chance," Edward said.
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it," Carlisle replied.
Could you please write the cullen couples having a third?
THE CULLEN COUPLES' REACTION TO HAVING A THIRD MATE:
a/n: sure! here you go. If there's any mistakes here, my apologies. i made this at around 3 am, i think, i don't remember but that's what sleepless/sleepy nights do to you. i am also trying to do all the requests, but it's a little hard to do it in order since i have a lot in my drafts rn.
masterlists & requests: before you go, have a glass of wine or better yet, recommend a good bottle. any kind of message is always a delight.
EDWARD CULLEN & BELLA SWAN-CULLEN
Having a third mate is incredibly rare, so Edward was honestly stunned when he felt that same pull toward you, which was the exact thing he’d felt with Bella. It shook him because even though he’d already gone through this once, it was different now. He had Bella, and he noticed the way she looked at you too: a mix of awe, curiosity, and that weird confusion that comes with recognizing a bond she didn’t expect. She wanted to see you, to be closer to you, and Edward was dying to know if you felt it too, which you most likely did.
They weren’t against the idea of another mate, and they definitely didn’t reject you. They were just cautious. A lot of it depended on what you were.
If you were human and they met you after Bella was turned, it would bring back all those risks and memories of what happened with her. Basically another dangerous repeat. But if they met you before Bella’s transformation, you and Bella would probably connect even faster, since you’d both know what it feels like to be the only humans in a house full of vampires. Not that either of you would leave Edward out.
If you were a shapeshifter, things get more complicated. There’s a real chance you might reject them first. The Cullens have a long history with shapeshifters, and not always good, so that tension can get in the way of any romantic bond. But if you did accept them, Edward and Bella wouldn’t have to worry about your mortality anymore. You’d age slowly alongside them, which takes away the fear of losing you.
—
CARLISLE CULLEN & ESME CULLEN
They were completely stunned by the discovery. You were probably working at the same hospital as Carlisle, which is where you first met him and Esme, when she stopped by to help volunteer. They weren’t shocked because they didn’t want another soulmate, but because they simply never expected one. Carlisle and Esme were the oldest couple in the family, the “parents,” and they were perfectly content being just that.
Still, finding you didn’t scare them. If anything, they were actually thrilled about it.
They’re easily the most welcoming pair when it comes to accepting you as their third soulmate. And the best part is: it doesn’t matter what you are. Human, vampire, shapeshifter—none of it changes the way they feel about you. If you were human, though, they would never push immortality on you. They’d only consider turning you if it was something you truly wanted or if you were in unbearable pain. Otherwise, they’d treasure your humanity for as long as you had it.
They adore you. Deeply. And they genuinely want to make the relationship work.
Out of all the couples, they take it the most lightly. They didn’t panic or spiral like some of the others did when they found their third mate, they just accepted it. Accepted you, and it was calm, soft and surprisingly chill.
—
ALICE CULLEN & JASPER HALE-CULLEN
They weren’t shocked at all when they first met you because thanks to Alice’s visions, they already knew you were their soulmate. The shock had happened earlier, when Alice first saw you in one of her visions and nearly jumped out of her seat. Alice was ecstatic, glowing with excitement, while Jasper was happy but also a little overwhelmed. He needed time to process it, and during that time, they tried to learn as much as they could about you through Alice’s glimpses.
Jasper’s worries depended on what you were. If you were human, he feared hurting you because of his bloodlust, no matter how hard he tried to control it. If you were a vampire, he worried you’d see him as weak—someone who still struggled with blood control even after years of practice.
When you finally met them, Alice was the one who pulled you into everything right away. She wanted you involved, wanted you close, and she acted like you’d been part of their world forever. Jasper followed along quietly, staying close to you both. He tried to socialize whenever Alice got distracted or when there was a pause in the conversation.
Things got more complicated if you were a shapeshifter. They were cautious. Not because they disliked you, but because of the stereotypes they’d been told, the same ones that were obvious during Alice’s interactions with Jacob in New Moon. And to be honest, if you were a shapeshifter, you might reject them at first because of those views.
But it can work out. If they set aside their assumptions, open their minds, acknowledge the harm those stereotypes caused, and genuinely apologize, the three of you can rebuild that trust. And once that happens, the bond becomes even stronger because it’s built on honesty and growth.
—
ROSALIE HALE-CULLEN & EMMETT CULLEN
While Emmett is easily the chillest about having a third mate—literally ecstatic, loud about it, and ready to claim you on the spot—Rosalie is one of the most cautious, right next to Edward. It’s not that she doesn’t trust you. She does want to get to know you, just like Emmett does. But opening her heart again after everything she’s been through and that’s hard for her. Years of betrayal and trauma don’t fade easily.
She might even act a little rude at first, intentionally putting up walls to protect herself. But honestly? You’d break down those defenses pretty fast. Rosalie has a soft spot for the people she loves, even if she tries to hide it, and she ends up adoring you way sooner than she wants to admit.
Emmett, of course, is the one joking with you, pulling you along to do stupid fun things, and learning everything about you from day one. Rosalie, in the beginning, might stand back, not talk much, roll her eyes at Emmett’s antics, but she’s always listening. She pays attention to everything you two say, even when she pretends she’s not. It’s one of her love languages: being present, staying aware, caring quietly before she’s ready to care loudly.
As you grow closer, her love starts showing more and more. She becomes the one dragging you out for shopping trips, or insisting on helping you with things, or just wanting you near her. Meanwhile, Emmett gets more comfortable too, opening up deeper parts of himself and sharing things he usually keeps hidden beneath jokes.
As for what you are, whether a vampire or shapeshifter, it doesn’t matter to them. They’d accept you either way. But if you’re human, it gets complicated. Rosalie has always wanted a human life: aging naturally, having a family, experiencing the things she lost. A part of her might want that for you too. And yet, she also knows being human puts you in danger just by being with them. It’s a dilemma for her—loving you, wanting you safe, and wanting you happy, even if it conflicts with her fears and wishes.
Hi! I was wondering if you could do more poly Cullens? i really enjoy your other ones but its tots fine if not! I really love your work tho 😋✌️
Chronic Illness
(Poly! Cullens x Sick! reader)
'You can't sleep because you're having a sickness flare up. The Cullens know just how to look after you.'
You lay in the oversized bed, staring at the ceiling as another wave of nausea and ache rolled through you. Sleep had been teasing you for hours: close enough to taste, but every time you drifted, your body yanked you back with a spike of discomfort. The blanket felt too heavy; the unnaturally quiet hum of the house (even though you were used to it) only amplified the pounding and swirling thoughts in your head. You tried to tune into Bella’s soft breathing, but nothing stopped the noise of discomfort tonight. You’d just have to get up.
With a soft sigh, you slipped out from beside Bella (with whom you often shared a bed, since you were the only two who slept in the house), careful not to wake her. Your bare feet padded across the cool, wooden floorboards as you made your way downstairs, one hand trailing the banister for balance. The house was dark and still, but you knew better than to think you were truly alone. Halfway down, you heard the faint rustle of movement— or rather, you felt a presence. Jasper appeared at the bottom of the stairs, golden eyes glowing softly in the low light.
“Can’t sleep?” he asked gently, a wave of calm already easing in as he felt his way around the edges of your pain. You shook your head, leaning into him when he offered his arm. “Just… feel like shit tonight,” you scoffed. “What’s new.”
Before Jasper could reply, Carlisle stepped out from the kitchen, a glass of water in one hand and a small pill in the other. “Edward mentioned you were feeling unwell,” he said, eyebrows furrowed with that calm and earnest concern that years’ of bedside manner had taught him. “We weren’t sure when you’d be down, but Alice didn’t think you’d fall asleep.” He swept across the room— something you were mostly used to, but still found slightly unnerving when Carlisle or Esme did it, being the most ‘human’ of the bunch— and pressed the glass into your hands. Slipping the oil into your hands with a firm look, his cool fingers brushed your forehead to check for fever. He hummed in approval, satisfied you weren’t too sick.
As you swallowed the painkiller, Esme emerged from the living room looking mildly concerned, and wrapped a soft throw around your shoulders. “Come sit with us,” she murmured, guiding you toward the wide couch, rubbing soothing circles on your back. Alice was already there, knees pulled to her chest, patting the spot between her and Rosalie, who was playing absentmindedly with her hair— until you stepped in, and her face lit up with adoration.
As you entered, you felt a whoosh of air pass you: Emmett had shot down the stairs with a mountain of pillows from his own bed (rarely used, unless you fell asleep in there), and began arranging them with surprising delicacy on the sofa between the girls. “Can’t have our Princess uncomfortable,” he teased, though his eyes were full of love as he helped you settle. Usually, he’d sweep you off your feet and place you where he wished, but tonight he just hovered nearby, worried you were too delicate for rough housing.
Edward drifted in last: you guessed he had already sensed the specific flavor of your discomfort. “You to blame for all this?” You smiled at him, gesturing to the scene of absolute devotion before you: every member of the Cullen coven strewn across the living room with various items to help you through tonight. “Sorry. You know I can’t help myself,” he smiled coyly. You didn’t reply: you knew he could hear your gratitude without you saying it aloud.
Jasper kept your calm steady while Carlisle adjusted the heating. Surrounded by their quiet voices and gentle touches, the feeling of sickness still lingered, but it no longer felt quite so heavy in the dark. Soon enough, you drifted off under their gazes, warm and loving despite their cool blooded nature.
