#cullens x reader

[binchidavinci]

Poly!Cullens Headcanons

Being unwell around the Cullens would mean…

Carlisle

• You wake to his voice — calm, smooth, the kind of voice that steadies you instantly.

• He takes your temperature with cool fingers against your wrist, his brow furrowing in faint amusement.

“You’re hyperthermic…you have a fever, Y/N. I’ll have to write myself a prescription for worrying too much.”

• He draws the curtains just slightly, checks your breathing like he can’t help it.

• You’re used to the coldness of his skin now; when his hand brushes your forehead, it feels good.

• He sits on the edge of the bed, murmuring medical explanations that fade into something more affectionate:

“Alice predicted you’d be ill today. Why didn’t you tell me you felt sick sooner?”

“Didn’t want to ruin the hunt,” you rasp, and he just shakes his head, smiling.

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Esme

• Appears next, bearing a tray that smells like comfort: broth, tea, toast cut into neat triangles.

• She’s all gentle hands and concerned eyes, brushing stray hair from your face.

• “My poorly girl,” she sighs, adjusting your blanket. “You look exhausted.”

• You try to tell her you’re fine; she tells you you’re terrible at lying.

• Her way of loving you is constant — she fluffs your pillows, refills your glass, hums softly as she moves around the room.

• When you thank her, she smiles that Esme smile — all warmth and melancholy.

“You take care of all of us in your own way,” she says. “Let us return the favour.”

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Edward

• He’s quieter than usual, guilt lurking in the corners of his expression for taking you out in the cold yesterday.

• He hovers near the doorway, torn between wanting to help and knowing his touch is cold.

• When you tell him to stop brooding, he sits beside you and takes your hand anyway — his thumb tracing the inside of your palm like he’s memorising your pulse.

• “You sound terrible,” he teases softly, and you laugh (which hurts your throat).

• Later, when you drift into feverish half-sleep, you hear piano from downstairs — something slow, mournful, but comforting.

• It’s not hard to tell it’s for you.

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Alice

• She’s the only one who treats it like a special event.

• Appears at your bedside in a blur of excitement and blankets:

“You’re sick, which means comfort day! I saw this coming, so—don’t panic—I’ve already washed your favourite hoodie.”

• She piles you under an avalanche of soft things: fuzzy socks, flannel, an old jumper that probably belonged to Jasper once.

• Sits cross-legged beside you, scrolling through movies she’s pre-downloaded on her laptop, insisting you’ll “need at least three romcoms and something with explosions.”

• When she sees you fading mid-film, she rests her cool cheek against your forehead.

“You’ll be better tomorrow,” she says, matter-of-fact. “I’ve seen it.”

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Jasper

• He comes in quietly, when the others think you’re asleep.

• The air calms immediately — your chest loosens, the fever fog thins.

• He sits near the bed, book in hand, but his gift hums around you like a lullaby.

• You peek one eye open and he catches you watching, smirking.

“You’re not resting,” he says, but his voice is low and fond.

• His presence feels like cool water over burning skin. He doesn’t need words — his comfort is instinct.

• When you finally doze off, it’s to the rhythm of his stillness beside you.

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Rosalie

• Pretends she isn’t worried, but she absolutely is.

• Stalks in mid-afternoon, crosses her arms, and glares at your thermometer like it insulted her.

“Honestly. You’re made of glass. What do you know that I don’t…” she mutters to it.

• Ten minutes later, she’s brushing your hair and scolding you for not drinking enough fluids.

• Her brand of affection is practical dominance: she’ll do everything for you but pretend it’s an inconvenience.

• When you thank her, she snorts.

“Someone has to keep you alive. God knows Edward’s too dramatic for it.”

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Emmett

• Bursts in with the energy of an overexcited Labrador.

• “Heard you’re dying! Should I make soup or call Carlisle?”

• You groan. He laughs.

• Brings you comics, movies, and tries to build a pillow fort on your bed.

• Keeps “accidentally” brushing your hand to check your temperature: “Still warm, huh? Guess I’ll have to hold your hand ‘til it cools down.”

• He’s ridiculous. He’s perfect. He makes you laugh so hard you start coughing, which only makes him panic and fetch Carlisle again.

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The Collective

• The house revolves around you for two days. You wake to Esme’s voice, nap to the sound of Edward’s piano, and drift in and out of dreams filled with Alice’s laughter and Jasper’s quiet steadiness.

• Sometimes you wake to find Rosalie sitting in the window seat, pretending to read a magazine but watching over you.

• Sometimes it’s Emmett bringing you tea, his huge hand holding the cup like it might break.

• Sometimes, when it’s very late, Carlisle tucks a blanket around you and whispers something that sounds like a prayer.

• You never feel lonely, even in fever dreams — there’s always someone’s cool hand, someone’s voice, someone’s quiet, inhuman patience keeping you safe.

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When You Finally Start to Recover

• Edward insists on taking you outside for fresh air. Alice brings an umbrella you don’t need but insists will make the aesthetic better.

• Emmett carries you down the steps just to show off.

• Rosalie rolls her eyes but follows anyway.

• Carlisle and Esme watch from the porch, the picture of proud parents.

• You sit on the damp grass under a thick grey sky, wrapped in blankets, surrounded by them — this strange, immortal family that love you.

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CULLENS WITH A HUMAN!MATE READER PT. 1

JASPER

Poor Jasper. He finds it extremely difficult to be around you, because he feels the animalistic urge to drink you dry. But he wouldn’t do that to you…right?

“Jasper!” You yell as he walks off into the dark forest surrounding the Cullen Estate. “Please come back!” Jasper abruptly turns back to face you as you chase after him. You know he could use his superhuman speed to run away without you being able to catch up if he really wanted to. But he didn’t—he stayed.

All for you.

“Darlin’.” He says, his golden eyes staring intently into yours. Before you met him and his family, you had never seen such a pretty shade of gold. “Please just talk to me.” You pause, coming closer. “What did I do wrong? I’ll change!” You cry. “I promise.” Jasper simply shakes his head. “It wasn’t you, darlin’.” He says in his deep southern drawl.

“You did nothing wrong.”

ROSALIE

She is very standoffish to humans, worrying more for the safety of her and her ‘family’. But with a human mate of her own? Her feelings are very conflicting.

“Rose.” You say, joining her on the Cullen’s outdoor patio. She’s gently leaning against the redwood railing, staring off into the night. “What’s wrong?” You ask, gently hugging her from behind. But she remains unmoving. “You know you can tell me anything.” You smile.

Rosalie just sighs.

“I know what you’re out here to ask.” She pauses, turning around to look you in the eyes. “And the answer is no. I cant.” She turns away from you in one smooth motion. “I cant understand why you want to turn into a monster. I cant bare to see you throw away the life I wanted so badly.” You sigh. “I know, but-”

“It will all be okay in the end. I promise.”

EDWARD

Like we’ve seen from how he treated Bella (especially in the beginning)—he would constantly feel like a monster, and feel the need to resist you.

“Edward.” You call out, seeing him standing ominously in the dark corner of your bedroom. “Can you stay with me tonight?” You ask sweetly. Edward simply takes a few steps closer in response. “I always do.” He breathes out. “In bed? With me?” There’s a pregnant pause as Edward looks you dead in the eyes. His stare intense.

He was scared. Of hurting you.

“Eddie.” You whine. “Please.” Edward just sighs, letting out a breath of air you didn’t even know he was holding. Not that he even needed it. “I cant.” You instantly frown. “I would just make you colder anyways.” He says, stroking your cheek with his cold hand. “Don’t you love me?” You silently plead.

“That’s the problem.”

ESME

Gentle and motherly, but in an overbearing and unsetttling way. She’s sweet—but too sweet. In a sickening way.

You gently sweep up the broken glass from the cabinet Edward had accidentally shoved Bella into earlier—when you suddenly feel cold, gentle arms wrapping around you from behind. Esme. “Why don’t you go join the others? I can clean this.” She smiles. “I’m almost done cleaning this up.” You say, trying to stop her from stepping in.

“I know.” She smiles, taking the broom and dust pan from your hands.

You were never able to deter her from anything. It could be frustrating at times. She, like the rest of the Cullens—treated you like a gentle piece of fine China that could break at the slightest touch—and it hurt. The fact that they all assumed you couldn’t handle yourself. Although, you knew it came from a place of love.

“Thank you.” You say, pressing a kiss on her porcelain cheek.

[theglassofmiddleearth]

Evenfall

Imagine you wake up in Twilight as a random side character. (Part 1)

Nullification!reader Human reader! SideCharacter Bella! Isekai au! Edward Cullen X reader. Eventually Jacob Black x reader. (2 endings.)

Next

Blinking her eyes open, Y/N’s gaze fixed upon the unfamiliar white ceiling. She wrinkled her nose, sitting up on her bed, feeling the cotton sheets beneath her crumple. The room seemed untouched, meaning that Y/N hadn’t been here long.

‘Where….?’ She frowned, ‘Where the hell am I?’ Y/N ran a hand over her face and swung her legs off the bed, feeling the carpeted floor beneath her toes. Huh, interesting rug. Glancing at the suitcase beneath her feet, she gambled that it was full of her personal belongings. This would mean she had most likely just arrived somewhere seeing as the suitcase was haphazardly unzipped, her clothes strewn about.

The plinking of the rain slapping against her glass window was comforting, grounding her from hyperventilating. It was cold and wet, the entire sky was tinted in a greyish blue. She couldn’t tell if it was early morning or evening, but based on the birds chirping, it seemed to be dawn. It also looked like it had snowed the night before. How pleasant. This wasn’t her first time waking up in a different world. However, the knowledge of where she resided was always quite slow to come. It was irritating, to say the least.

Stumbling her way into the bathroom connected to the room, she turned on the faucet and splashed the cool water on her face.

At least all her features were still her own, she noted, staring into her reflection in the mirror. Huh, she looked to be herself when she was in high school? Y/N shook her head and stepped back into her room, looking around somewhat frantically. Which world did she wake up in??

A ringing in her ears began, soft at first, crescendoing into a roar. She always hated this part, the memories, emotions and information, all rushing to cram itself into her mind. Overwhelming as it was, the process was short, swift and very much necessary.

Ah, she was Y/N L/N in this world too. A side character. Just moved in from Australia as a transfer student. Her parents had been friends with Charlie Swan before they moved. She called him ‘Unca’ Charlie when she was young. All her memories from the real world were merging into place.

‘Hey, kid! School starts in half an hour!’ A gruff voice called, flowing into her seam of thoughts.

She had gotten here the night before, she was staying in the room next to his daughter’s, Bella. She was moving in from phoenix apparently and would be arriving not long after Y/N.

Wait

Charlie Swan? Daughter named Bella?

‘Son of a bitch.’ She muttered, ‘Really? Twilight? How am I meant to survive here?’

‘Hey, everything alright?’ The voice was closer now, outside of her door. It was probably Charlie.

‘Yeah, m’fine just have a headache!’ She called through the door, slumping down, head in her hands.

Three raps came from the wood before the door slowly whinged open, revealing a handsome middle aged man.

‘Y/N, do you… is there anything….’ Charlie began, his eyebrows were drawn in concern.

‘I’ll be ok. When did you say Bella was coming back again?’ She sighed out, dropping her hands and looking up at the man helplessly.

‘Tomorrow! Did you wanna just start school with her on Monday?’ He asked with a small smile.

‘It’s okay, I’ll go today so I can at least show her around. After all today is Friday, i'll have the weekend to recover. It’s the least I could do.’ Y/N smiled at him, standing and moving to her suitcase. Charlie was empathetic. Kind. Y/N felt bad for him in this story. Bella wasn’t exactly a good daughter. She hummed, slapping on an appropriate outfit for school. Y/N narrowed her eyes at the drizzly sky before deciding to grab a sweater just in case.

Ah, highschool. What a fucking waste of time.

Charlie had driven her there and offered to take her to the office but Y/N shook her head. She didn't want to inconvenience him anymore than she already had.

‘I’ll be fine Charlie, thank you for the ride, I’ll see you tonight?’ She smiled at him. Charlie had offered for her to borrow the car that he had bought for Bella. Y/N however, did not want to drive to school seeing as she had no idea where said school was, and maps were a hassle.

‘Alright kiddo, give ‘em hell!’ He waved, before shifting gears out of parking and preparing to make his way to work. Y/N waved as he rolled away, allowing her smile to slip when he was well out of sight.

‘Alright Forks, do your worst.’ She rolled her eyes, trudging past the horde of teenagers and into the school building. There were a couple of stares here and there that Y/N fully ignored. She made her way through the pruned shrubbery and a walkway, following the sign that indicated she was going in the right direction.

The office was small, disgustingly warm, and stuffy. It was not so different from the typical office of any other school. The pastel yellow reminded her of hospital walls.

Y/N cleared her throat. Trying to catch the attention from behind the desk of the woman, click-clacking away at a computer.

The red-haired woman looked up, pushing a finger under her glasses. "Can I help you?"

"I'm Y/N L/N," Y/N informed her, watching the light behind the woman's eyes slowly blink on.  Gossips, all of them, Y/N grumbled in her mind. Forks was a small town and she had no doubt that everyone knew that she was an outsider. The girl who left her parents Down Under to come study in America! Hopefully she wasn’t asked any stupid questions.

"Of course," the lady from behind the desk said. She dug through a precariously stacked pile of documents on her desk till she found the ones she was looking for. 

"I have your schedule right here, and a map of the school." She brought several sheets to the counter.

‘Thanks very much ma’am. Have a great day.’ Y/N gave her a polite smile before pushing out of the office doors and into the cold, wet outside.

Following the sea of students, she glanced at her schedule and up at the classroom numbers, filtering through the rooms before finding her own.

Slipping into a classroom marked on her schedule, she slinked, silently to the back and sat down.

Ignoring all the people around her until the teacher would inevitably call out her name and bring the gaze of gossip hungry teenagers onto her.

Great.

She slumped into her table and pulled her hoodie up to cover her head. Y/N was heavily hoping that none of the Cullen's were in her class. ANY of her classes. She didn’t need the mind reading emo in her brain or the still flighty, ex-soldier who was struggling with his cravings. Alice would be alright, she seemed to be the nicest sibling in the family besides Emmett.

‘Y/N L/N?’ The teacher called, raising an eyebrow at the unfamiliar name. She could feel the scrutiny under his gaze, along with the rest of the class. Y/N could hear the whispers

‘Uh yeah that's me.’ Y/N said, in a whisper. Shrinking back into her seat as she felt eyes burning into her silhouette. Now, she felt almost bad for Bella. She would have it worse, being the chief's daughter and all.

Someone was staring, boring their eyes into her form.

Y/N looked up, shifting her gaze from the floor to her left slightly.

Black eyes glinting. Nay, burning a hole into her own. High cheekbones, reddish brown hair and pale perfect skin.

Shit.

The boy jerked his head back slightly, looking as if he had been hit. He gave a quiet gasp, shaking his head and gripping his desk. Y/N was in the same homeroom as Edward Cullen .

The bell rang, a nasally drone. Y/N stood quickly, grabbing her backpack and rushing to her first class. Stealing a look at her schedule she bumped against the crowd of people in the hallway.

She was lost.

‘In what universe does this map even make sense.’ She snarled quietly, as the hallways began to slowly filter out people, leaving her standing at a locker that she didn't own.

‘Are you lost?’ A soft, melodious voice, from behind Y/N snapped the poor girl to attention.

‘What in the flaming-’ Y/N whipped around, brandishing her schedule like a weapon.

‘Are you lost?’ The question was gentler this time, probing for an answer.

Y/N’s eyes widened, looking at the owner of the voice.

Edward Cullen.

Crap

‘I uh, yes but I’ll find my way thanks, don’t let me keep you from class!’ She sputtered out, backing away from the boy who gazed curiously at her. Y/N didn’t give a chance for the boy to respond, power walking away to a direction of which she was only semi-sure was correct. Seeing as Edward Cullen was meant to be a mind reader, Y/N wasn't too sure about being within a five foot radius of him. What if he killed her because she knew he was a vampire?

Finding her way to her classroom ended up proving difficult as she had walked in the wrong direction. She had managed to end up in English without being too late. Luckily for her, she had already finished reading all the books they would be studying. She knew the content and remembered the gist of all her essays. English would be a breeze.

American History on the other hand, would be a different story. However, she was confident that she would pick it up. After all, it wasn’t like she had to study for the other subjects. She had graduated highschool before. 

Lunch came around and Y/N had followed the rest of her gym class to the cafeteria. Edward was in the same gym class as her but she split off as soon as the coach blew his whistle. She ended up trying to think of anything that wouldn't draw his attention.

‘So, you found your way to class alright.’ Edwards' voice came from behind Y/N. 

‘I did, thank you for asking.’ Y/N stiffened, grabbing onto an apple hard, breaking the skin with her nails. She couldn't just dash away from the lunch line. Could she?

‘Hi! You must be Y/N! I see you've met Edward!!’ A girl from behind Edward hummed. She was shorter, hair in a manic pixie cut and a knowing smile. Behind her was another boy, blonde and just as chiselled as Edward.

‘Come sit with us!’ The girl grinned, as she gestured towards an empty table. The boy next to this new girl seemed to be in pain.

‘She won’t be sitting with us.’ Edward snapped, voice strained.

Y/N frowned and sneered at him.

‘Don’t worry, I wasn’t even thinking of it.'

The girl spun around and walked off to return her tray. Y/N had lost her appetite and her temper. She sent Edward one last withering look before grabbing her apple from the tray and storming off. Y/N didn’t need to be friends with the Cullen's to survive. She could just move away right after high school graduation. 

The rest of the day proved to be less interesting, thank goodness. Y/N flew through the rest of the day, avoiding the Cullen's at all costs. She had briefly made friends with Angela, Y/N remembered she was kind in the books. One of the only good friends Bella had. Jessica also proved to be just as much of a gossip as she was in the book. However she did introduce herself politely.

Y/N deflated slightly. Charlie was still at work. She would have to walk home. Not that walking was an issue, it was more like she didn't actually quite remember where home was…

Crossing the car park, she slipped on her earphones and walked towards the road. Bella would be arriving tomorrow and the timeline would continue. Everything would be the same and she woul-

The screeching of tires on gravel. Burnt rubber. Y/N heard a loud cry from in front of her and glanced up to see a vehicle heading straight towards her.

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I'd love to see Emmett bringing his human gf to meet his family. She and Rose get along already as she has a little 1 yr old that Rose gets to coo over. 💖 I can see Alice buying ALL the outfits too lol! Please and thank you!

Hello love! Thank you so so much for a request and thank you for adding this adorable gif TwT. Let's jump in and meet Cullens, shall we? ^^ El <3

Emmett Cullen- one of us

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FEM reader

<3 (SFW)

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Meeting your boyfriends family ^^

Reader has a lil' baby :3

Emmett Cullen

The rain pattered gently against the windowpane, a soft symphony that filled the air of the Cullen home. Outside, the usual gray skies of Forks loomed heavy, but inside the grand house, there was a warmth that belied the chill.

You peered nervously around the spacious living room, your heart fluttering like a caged bird. Today was the day you would meet Emmett’s family, the infamous Cullens—and you had no idea what to expect.

Emmett stood beside you, his muscular arm brushed against yours as if to anchor you to the moment. He flashed you that charming, toothy grin that made your heart race. His presence exuded both strength and warmth, and his laughter had a sweetness that lulled your anxiety.

“Relax, babe! They’re going to love you.”

He reassured, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on your forehead.

“And trust me, Rosalie already likes you, it’s basically a done deal.”

Emmett’s sister Rosalie was known for her beauty and a no-nonsense attitude, but you had already connected with her through brief conversations.

The way she cooed and fawned over your one-year-old—gently combing her fingers through the tiny baby’s hair—revealed a softer side that you found enchanting.

As you waited, the door creaked open, allowing a shadow to spill into the room. Alice bounded in, her petite figure a whirl of energy. She spotted you immediately and squealed with delight.

“There she is! The beautiful human who stole my brother’s heart!”

Alice exclaimed, her voice like bells. She rushed over, enveloping you in a warm hug before stepping back to take you in.

“And look at your little one!”

With a gleeful shriek, she turned her attention to the baby nestled in your arms, her dark eyes glinting with affection.

“Oh, I need to buy her ALL the outfits! Wait I think mom has something from when I was a baby-”

She declared, her hands already reaching for imaginary fabric swatches as she dove into fashion fantasies.

You couldn’t help but laugh at Alice’s enthusiasm. Her excitement was contagious, your anxiety slowly melting away.

“She has enough clothes, but thank you so much.”

You chided playfully, cradling your baby closer.

Just then, Rosalie entered with a soft breeze, her presence immediately commanding attention. She glided across the room, all grace and poise. But when she reached your side, her demeanor softened, and you felt her genuine warmth.

“Hello dear, wow you look so beautiful today”

Rosalie cooed, glancing up at you with sincerity in her eyes.

You smiled and felt your cheeks flush.

“Thank you, Rosalie.”

Her approval meant the world, and you could see why Emmett adored her.

As more of the Cullen clan trickled in, including Carlisle, Edward, Jasper and Esme with their welcoming smiles, the atmosphere of camaraderie enveloped you.

Each member of the family shared little quirks that made you feel like a part of their peculiar world.

With every passing moment, laughter filled the air. You told stories about your life as Emmett teased you in affectionate ways, giving his siblings a glimpse into the human experience you cherished.

The living room transformed into a cozy hub of shared laughter and warm glances. Rosalie, who had perched next to you with your baby on her lap, regaled everyone with tales of motherhood that you had never imagined coming from her.

Alice was right there, capturing every precious moment with a quick snap of her camera, while Jasper stood off to the side, content to absorb the joy around him with a smile.

“Let me tell you, taking care of a little one is like preparing for a battle. They have these tiny weapons called tantrums.”

Rosalie said with a mock seriousness, sending everyone into fits of laughter again.

You chuckled, sharing in the warmth of the moment. As you looked around, you felt an overwhelming sense of belonging rush over you. This strange family, these vampires who moved in shadows and light, felt closer than you ever imagined they could.

Suddenly, Emmett cleared his throat dramatically, silencing the room.

“I propose a toast-”

He declared, lifting an imaginary glass.

“To my gorgeous girlfriend and her equally adorable daughter! May they both shine brighter than the sun!”

You blushed, glancing down at your baby who giggled at her father’s antics, her laughter harmonious with the family’s supportive cheers. Each member followed suit, sharing warm sentiments about you, a flood of love that made your heart swell.

As the evening wore on, you caught moments of quiet intimacy with Emmett. He would sneak in small kisses and whispered compliments, adding to the warmth bubbling inside you.

“Can you believe this is really happening?”

He murmured, leaning close.

“You’re amazing, you know that? I can’t wait for more days like this.”

His words filled you with joy, and as you gazed into his loving eyes, you felt a connection that seemed to penetrate the boundaries of time and space.

Later, when the rain poured harder outside, creating a soothing cadence against the windows, Alice cornered you again, her playful demeanor ever-present.

“I think Rosalie and I should take you shopping tomorrow—after all, you and your baby need to be the best-dressed in Forks!”

You grinned at the idea, the thought of spending time with Alice and Rosalie bringing you a sense of eagerness.

“That sounds like a lot of fun!”

As the night concluded, you felt enveloped in comfort, the weight of the world slipping away. You looked around at the family who had welcomed you with open arms and felt grateful in every sense.

Outside, the rain began to taper off, and a sliver of moonlight broke through the clouds, casting a soft glow on the house. You realized that this was just the beginning of an incredible journey, one that would intertwine your life with Emmett's and his beautiful family—a tapestry woven in love, laughter, and a tiny bit of chaos.

With a smile on your face and warmth in your heart, you knew you had found your place in this twilight realm—forever cherished in the embrace of love and family.

MASTERLIST (all my works)

This one was pure fluff and family love! I adore soft Cullens, that's way too pure for my soul TwT

I hope y'all liked this one ^^

Don’t forget, requests are always open and I can write for any character you’d like!

I love you guys so much <33

El <3

(all images were made by: El via canva & paint)

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(Request)

Headcannons for:

Going over to the Cullens’ house for the first time:

Carlisle Cullen:

Firstly, he would absolutely be making sure everyone is acting right

Secondly, he had that house cleaned spotless

I think he would trust you to find your way there, but he did offer to pick you up

He would make sure that everything would keep you comfortable; the heater is on, blankets are out, he got food, etc etc

He would probably show you around but then have the two of you sit in the living room as he made the rest of his family introduce themselves and talk with the two of you

I think he would be someone who genuinely has so much pride in the people he’s around, so he would probably brag about/explain all his family’s achievements even if it’s something simple and silly

The pride goes for you, too, and he’s for sure talking about your achievements and accomplishments in a way that makes his family relate to them so there’s more conversation

I think he would also probably show you around outside, and he’d probably tell stories about certain things like the trails or why there’s this or that in the house

I don’t think he would talk about vampirism that much unless you asked, but he would be explaining things around it if you didn’t know or he thought you would want to

Esme Cullen:

Being the most motherly of the Cullen-Hale family, I think that if she invited you over (as human), she would do a similar thing like in Twilight and likely try to prepare something to make you feel comfortable

Whether it’s food, TV, or games (that she forces everyone to play), I think that she would pay a lot of attention to your comfort and reactions

Whether or not you’re capable of doing things on your own, she would be there to assist you by either fetching things for you (“like a good host”) or directing you to things

She definitely pointed out where everything is as soon as you stepped inside

Definitely started telling stories about the trinkets she has around the house

“Do you see the driftwood boat I have on the wall, with the succulents? Edward threw a tree at Emmett the last time we were in town, and that’s all that was left! I keep it to remind them to be aware of their strength:))”

She would also be the sort of attentive host that would be asking you questions about yourself and relating whatever you say to her family, so that you can make conversation later

She would also be very careful about talking about the vampire stuff, so they don’t sound even more weird to you

Made sure everyone ate before you came over

Edward Cullen:

He’s driving with you, and he’s monitoring everyone’s thoughts so they don’t make you uncomfortable

He would begrudgingly let Esme talk to you about your life, but like in the actual series, I think he would quickly get you away from the rest of his family

Most likely, the two of you would be hanging out in his room and he would talk about the things in there

He’s very proud of his music collection, and I think he probably would have put something on that he thinks you would like

Definitely thought to keep the house warm for you, because the rest of his family isn’t bothered by the temperatures and the house is usually cold asf

He would probably be trying to read you/watch you closely for any signs that you need something

I think he’d be like Esme or Rosalie in this regard, and make sure that you are provided anything you need while over there

If, like in the actual saga, you two go out, he wouldn’t be opposed to showing off. Definitely would pull you around to show off his speed or strength, but I think he would also be overly conscious that he’s actually freezing

Would make sure to meet your parents before actually taking you over to his house, since he does try to be a gentleman (he also wants to make sure they get a good impression of him)

Also made everyone sweat to act normal

Rosalie Hale:

(She’s my favorite, I love her)

If she invites you over to her house, be honored because even if she did like you, I think she would keep you away because she wants to pretend to be normal for a while

Getting her to invite you over was like pulling teeth for Alice and Esme

She also would pick you up, and I think she would probably warn you about her family and apologize in advance

When you get to the house, she definitely tried to hustle you into her room but Alice and Esme stopped her to introduce themselves and such

She would likely keep the two of you in her room the most, but I think she would allow others to be in there with you for brief periods of time also, as long as they swore to her not to be weird or rude

She would be another one that would be mostly worried about running you off, so she would probably not talk about the vampire stuff unless you asked really nicely

She was born in the early twentieth century, so I think she would be a really good host since it was a really big part of the culture on the time

She probably cleaned her room very well, laid out some blankets or a robe nicely across the bed (she has one, idc if she doesn’t sleep), got some flowers for the desk, etc

She also probably fends off Esme and her questions, but is later bullied into answering for you if you didn’t get the chance

Jasper Hale:

Like Rosalie, I think he would also be borderline unwilling to invite you over (for different reasons though)

I think that while he has pride in his family, and trusts them greatly, he would be more afraid of something happening and him reacting to it (like Bella’s birthday party)

When he does eventually invite you over, he probably has you drive yourself but waits for you outside so he can open your door for you

He’s also from a time period where manners were extremely important, especially in the way women were treated and how you presented yourself, so I think he would probably have his spaces very tidy and everyone in good moods

He would probably be glad that Esme and Carlisle were engaging you in conversations, so I think he would be happy to sit with them in the living room and talk

Probably is also worried about you being uncomfortable, so he would make sure to pay attention to any of your cues or mood shifts

Probably wouldn’t take you anywhere that it would be only you two, at least not at first, because he does have a fear of hurting you (in a similar way that Edward does in the series, but they go about it very differently)

Would probably like to sit outside with you and talk

Emmett Cullen:

I think he would pick you up, but not in a car

He’s running

I think that he wouldn’t be bothered showing off his vampiric qualities since you already know, but he wouldn’t probably keep it on the more minimal (for him) side because he doesn’t want to actually scare you

If had medical equipment that he couldn’t run with, he would instead take his Jeep and have all the windows down to feel like he’s running still

He would probably show you around the house (per Esme’s instruction), but tell you any embarrassing story behind anything

“That corner’s where Jasper ate shit because he didn’t see a table! Put his head through the wall and everything!”

Probably would not have thought to bring food for you, but Esme took care of it when he said you were coming over

Isn’t bothered by anyone’s bad attitude, but also doesn’t let it come that close

Shows you his room and explains all the stuff he has in there, like trophies or trinkets

He definitely collects things like a crow, so there’s a lot of interesting things

Tbh his room would have no cohesion to it but he did pick it up so it looked nice for you

Probably would also gift you something if you liked it enough (you’re leaving with a license plate he stole from Edward thirty years ago that got Edward arrested)

Alice Cullen:

She had a vision about you coming over, so when she asked it was more of a statement

She also knew almost anything you would need, so she went to the store for snacks (and blankets, and house shoes, and pajamas. It was really just an excuse to get you things and to spend her money)

I think she would pick you up from your house and drive to hers, but I also think she would probably take the most scenic route there to talk to you

She probably saw how her family reacted, and explained their personalities to you (if you weren’t all that close to them) and threatened them to play nice (if they weren’t on their best behavior in her vision)

She for sure would drag you around the house and explain any stories

Would definitely tell you something embarrassing as shit about Edward (which she knows he hears)

Would probably not take you to hang out in her room, but instead somewhere like the roof, or the porch

Would probably tell you about any visitors she’s had (but only the light hearted ones, because she really doesn’t want to frighten you)

Would also probably show you all the clothes she’s accumulated and gift you anything she’s seen you like or bought to give you

Over all, you’re leaving with stuff she’s given you and if you try not to take it, it ends up in your house somewhere, somehow

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Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it 💕

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Baby Vamp

Request: The Cullens hc with a newborn reader (vampire not baby)? by 🥝 anon.

Pairing: Platonic Cullen’s x vampire!reader.

Warnings: Not beta nor proofread. No Bella mentioned. Platonic!!!

Word Count: 324.

Note: I’m so sorry, this is definitely not my best work :(

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• Emmett finds it funny when you feed. Trying not to be a messy eater as a vampire is hard, you can’t help it, he should leave you alone.

• Esme mothers you much more than the others, except maybe Jasper. Jasper actually feels closer to you because of that.

• Alice loves to take you shopping. You’re a new you, you should dress like it too; at least that’s what she tells you as she drags you to the car.

• Rosalie is sceptical of you at first and then you say you like her car. She decides if no one else will take an interest, she can make you. You love it.

• Carlisle adores you. You make his family happy and you like to sit with him in his office while he does his paperwork, he likes that you take an interest.

• Jasper chooses the car with you in it nine times out of ten. He likes your music taste, it makes him feel human.

• Edward’s great when it comes to teaching you how to hunt and authentically control your thirst.

• He’s also great at making sure you don’t have emotional blockage via your thoughts; Jasper’s a big help.

• Esme cleans your mouth like you’re a toddler when you come home with your food around your mouth; she tuts and coos as she does.

• Carlisle has you a room ready for you to decorate the second Alice has a vision. (Esme helps decorate.)

• Emmett’s in full on annoying brother mode, headlocks and noogies all the time. (He’s in for a big surprise when you break a window shoving him off of you.)

• Alice has a whole photo album of just you in over the top outfits; most while you hunt which isn’t ideal but they call them your baby pictures.

• Rosalie babies you (she thinks she’s being discreet but you all know).

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Then, Nothing.

Yandere Cullen family

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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