Leave. Everyone Does.

Such a lonely day and it's mine; the most loneliest day of my life.

[bartonclinton]

surprise gift giveaway → for @ohmytaikawaititi ♡

[tilltheendwilliwrite]

@bolontiku

[modernangelsuggestion]

The stars blink out two by two.

[heymomlookimadeablog-deactivate]

a star for me and a star for you!

[glockpaperscissors]

Rosalie @ her family:

[twilightsagadaily]

The Cullen Coven (oldest to youngest) 

[wolfpackshenanigans]

Emmett: You need a hobby.

Jasper: I have a hobby.

Edward: Staring at Alice’s face is not a hobby.

Jasper: You’re right. It’s a profession and I excel at my job.

[bellasredchevy]

expanding a little bit on this idea

edward figures out bella is a vampire way before bella figured out edward was. he is very intuitive, after all

bella is still a shield. she didn’t know until way after she became a vampire; there were no indicators. she only discovers it upon meeting eleazar for the first time

she was turned in 1917 after contracting the spanish flu. her father, charles swan, also died from the influenza. in his very last moments, he grabbed carlisle by the collar and used his final breath to say “do for her what only you can do, doc”

bella, always one to make the best out of a bad situation, settles in well with carlisle. since she can’t read minds she can’t read carlisle’s Emo Thoughts and is therefore much happier than edward was. she is a positive influence on carlisle.

bella does not have a Dark Period; she isn’t resentful of carlisle. she knows he did what he thought was right and doesn’t let carlisle beat himself up over it

when esme joins the family she becomes the mother bella never had. bella’s human mother was well-meaning but often not as hands-on as she should’ve been sometimes

she has never killed a human. she has Super Self Control after all

her and rose are friends. rose has no reason to be threatened by bella and bella reminds rose a lot of vera. her and bella learn to build cars together

when emmett comes a long they became Instant Chaos Twins. they use carlisle’s exorbitant wealth to plan the most grandiose pranks on each other. they wrestle often; emmett has the advantage of strength but bella’s slight size makes her difficult to get a good grip on

alice takes a shining to bella immediately. instead of moving all of bella’s stuff out of her room like she did edward’s, bella returns home to find that her entire wardrobe (formerly just slacks and button-ups) has been replaced with the finest designer items. bella is too quick as a vampire to fall victim to alice’s fashion and makeup ambushes but when she does partake voluntarily she has fun. the three sisters make a dynamic trio

bella was very intuitive in life so she finds that while she and jasper don’t speak much, they share a lot of comfortable and meaningful silences. they understand each other and form a sort of kinship. they make each other comfortable

instead of her walls being lined with cd’s and cassettes, bella’s room is essentially just a small library. floor-to-ceiling shelves stuffed to capacity with first editions. she has a special affinity for female-written fiction

[breakingisabella]

edward, seconds before telling the rest of the cullens that he’d accidentally fallen in love with a human:

[leahclearwaterdefensesquad]

[antiquetypewritter]

Love Notes

Requested: Not really requested, just inspired by @fandomnationwhore

Pairing: Jasper hale x Reader

Warnings: A slightly descriptive panic attack

Words: 2904

In which Jasper leave notes of his love for you everyday.

“Ooh, look another one!”

“What does it say?”

A group of girls, of only three piled around one’s locker. There was a simple note taped to the front, only a few words scribbled across it in handsome calligraphy. ‘Good morning, you look absolutely gorgeous today. The sharpie really brings out the colour of your eyes. Have a nice day, darlin’.’ Y/N blushed and looked down and her old white jeans, covered in random sharpie marks.

“At least he doesn’t think you’re weird for writing on your pants.” Lana, one of the girls next to her shrugged.

“He thinks you look gorgeous today!” The other, Hazel, clapped excitedly. “This is a real life secret admirer! It’s so cute! Have you gotten a clue to figure out who it is?”

“Hazel.” Lana warned as Y/N blushed harder when people started to stare.

“Oh, sorry.” She calmed down.

“It’s okay, and no, I have no idea who it could be.” Y/N mumbled. “Really wish I did though…”

Really, she didn’t want to know, this had been the normal routine for the last two months. She come to her locker to find a notes pinned to it each morning, with no sign of it’s sender anywhere. It started out with small one worded compliments and sweet thoughts. Eventually grew into full paragraphs of lovely words that made her heart swell.

She couldn’t imagine anyone truly being this infatuated with her, she liked the idea of it, but it seemed to be too good to be true. So despite the kind notes, she was content with them being only that. She didn’t want the disappointment of it turning out to be a joke.

“What if it’s Jasper?” Hazel gasped.

“Ha! That I highly doubt.” Y/N rolled her eyes and slammed her locker shut.

“Oh come on he’s a perfect candidate. He’s quiet, mysterious, and he’s always standing three feet away from your locker.” Hazel whispered and subtly motioned to the golden eyed, blonde sitting on the low window sill only a few paces away.

“Come on guys, use some common sense. It’s not him, he doesn’t even look in my direction. Plus he probably has standards.” She huffed stomping past her friends to her class.

She wasn’t mad at them, more upset at the thought of it being Jasper, at the hope of it being Jasper and knowing that it wasn’t. He was apart of the infamous Cullens, literally the prettiest human beings in the school.

She remembered when they showed up in the little town of hers, they were everybody’s fascination for most of their junior year, Y/N being no exception. But while everyone eventually got over them, she was still eyeing them in the hallways. They were just so different.

‘Good morning, I hope you know how beautiful you look today, darlin’. Messy hair, sweatpants and all. It’s a lovely look. I hope you have a nice day.’ Y/N smiled and shook her head. She loved the sweet notes, but her friends made it hard to enjoy the moment. This was one of the rare times she could appreciate the writing in silence by herself. They both had trailed off to their own group of friends leaving her alone.

She hummed to the music playing in her earbuds and turned around to lean against the lockers. She read over the note a few times, unable to keep the fond smile off her lips. She looked up and around at the people hanging around the hall, trying to pick out who it could be.

Jordan? A cute curly haired junior. He seemed nice and all, but then again. He had four different girlfriends in the last two weeks. Maybe, Alex. He was a tall, hispanic kid. Smart and quiet- oh wait he had a girlfriend. Her eyes flickered to a laughing senior girl, Danielle.

The handwriting was pretty enough to be a girl’s, and Danielle was a very sweet, cheerful lesbian and Y/N didn’t oppose to having a girlfriend. But… she seemed to be flirting real hard with another girl standing in front of her. So she was probably out of the running.

After a moment of searching, her eyes landed on Jasper, who again was sitting in the window reading. Looking at him, she remember what her friends had said a while ago. He was always there, quiet and lonely. He did have the perfect persona to leave sticky notes on her locker. But still, she couldn’t imagine him thinking of her like that.

As if he felt Y/N staring, he looked up from his book, too fast for her to look away, and caught her gaze. She felt heat rush to her cheeks, only for a moment though. When he raised his hand to wave at her, she relaxed a little and waved back.

He smiled and looked back down to his book, releasing her from his pretty gaze. For some reason, the whole situation made her extremely happy. Like someone had magnified her joy.

‘Just to be clear, darlin’ it was you laugh that originally caught my attention, I think it might be my favourite sound. It such a wonderful sound. I hope your day is nice.’

That was the note she received this morning, but her day had been anything but nice. It was actually very bitter, she felt sick, neither of her friends were at school, and a few jerks had been picking on her and messing with her all day. Normally, it was something she be able to brush off, nothing ever too serious or hurtful. But today, they seemed to have it a goal to make her cry. And they were getting close, she was at her wits ends.

The only thing keeping her from ripping her hair out was the pencil box she had stuffed full of her secret notes. She cheesily kept every single note she got, it was the sweetest things she’d ever gotten, she couldn’t bare to throw them away. Normally she had kept it in her, not wanting them to be ruined.

Just as the Monster drink did as it splashed over the paper.

Y/N gasped and jumped up from her seat, momentarily startled by the cold running down her shirt and into her lap. “What the hell?” She yelped.

“Sorry, did I ruin you little love letters?” The asshole standing directly in front of her snickered.

“Awe, listen here, ‘I can’t put into words how beautiful you look today.” Asshole number two read out loud to the cafeteria. “Sounds like a sap. Gross.” He laughed crumpling the paper and throwing it in with the rest of the swimming notes.

“Look, she’s gonna cry!” The first one laughed pointing at her, a few other people joining in. “They’re are just peices of paper, get over-.”

A loud thud echoed through the room cutting off his sentence. He stumbled back for a moment before landing on his ass from the punch she hit him with. Y/N did, in fact start to cry, but she wasn’t about to let the twat that made her cry enjoy it.

“Fuck you.” She grumbled before snatching up her things and running off to the bathroom.

As soon as she closed the door she hurried to lay out some paper towels and gently plucked out each of the notes. Her chest tightened with each notes covered in blurred, unreadable ink. The last straw that broke her was the one that ripped from how wet it was.

Y/N stared at the tear, stepping away from the counter until her back hit the wall. She let out a sob and slowly slid down to the floor. More sobs ripped their way out of her throat and she buried her hands in her hair.

She didn’t understand why? Why she was attacked today, why she felt extremely alone, why she was so torn up over the ruined notes… Why she even kept the notes! She didn’t know and it was making her cry harder.

She gasped for air, trying to calm herself down. Not that it helped whatsoever, it actually seemed to make it worse. She was so engrossed in crying she didn’t notice someone come into the bathroom.

“Oh, oh!” They seemed surprised to find her there. “ Okay, hey. I’m gonna need you to breathe for me.” It was a sweet calming voice, very relaxing. “Come on, just breathe.”

Gentle fingers wiped away her tears and soothed her back to a stable mind. It took moments but eventually, she was calm again. Only hiccups replaced her sobs now and she could breathe normally again.

“I’m s-sorry.” Y/N mumbled, her eyes still closed.

“What are you sorry for?” The calming stranger asked, still holding her cheek.

“About this. It’s weird. You came in here probably to fix your makeup or something and instead you’re stuck with the crying mess on the floor.” Y/N sighed.

“Oh, I only came here to get a moment away from my family. I’m glad I found you though, I wouldn’t want you to be alone during a panic attack.” She admitted.

“Still,” Y/N finally opened her eyes, startled to find pretty gold ones staring into her own. A Cullen.

“There are those pretty little eyes, thought I’d never see them.” Short black pixie cut. Ali? Alicia?

“I’m Alice.” She smiled sweetly. That’s right, Alice.

“Um, Y/N. I’m Y/N.” She introduced. “Um, anyway, class will be starting soon, so I might want to clean this up and get going. Thanks for helping me.”

Alice followed her to the sink and looked over her shoulder at the drying papers. Y/N sighed sadly as she started to put the notes back in their box. She inwardly winced with each ‘plop’ the papers made and her heart broke over and over.

“What happened to them?” Alice asked softly.

“Marcus and David poured a drink on them.” She answered painfully.

“I’m so sorry, these are so sweet.” She picked up one that was still readable. ‘Your dress makes you look like a beautiful flower.’ Alice laid it on top of the others and let Y/N close the pencil case.

“Yeah… That’s why I kept them.” She started out the bathroom before pausing at the door. “Maybe that was a bad idea.”

And then she dropped them into the trash bin.

‘You have such a beautiful smile, and I hate to not see it, darlin’. My goal is to keep a smile on your face for this whole day. Enjoy your day.’ Y/N smiled at the sweet promise, but soon it fell when she realized that she was going to throw it away. She’s decided over the weekend to not keep any of the love notes anymore

“Why don’t you throw it away at the end of the day.” Hazel piped up. “It’ll hurt you to throw it away now.”

“Yeah but,” Y/N tried.

“No buts. Here look.” Lana snatched the note and pulled her friends phones from her pocket. “Put it in your phone case and throw it away when you get home.” She ordered, already doing the first part for her.

“You do realize… I can’t get my own phone case off…” Y/N blinked at her friend.

“Exactly, now you can’t throw it away.” Lana grinned.

“Oh, that’s smart!” Hazel praised.

“I try, I try.” Lana boasted cheekily.

“And yet you’re still failing.” Y/N teased.

“I’m evil smart not book smart.” Lana elbowed her.

“Hey, where’s Jasper?” Hazel asked, noticing that the blonde wasn’t in his usual place.

Y/N shrugged just as the bell rang. “ Anyway, thanks guys, I’ll catch you guys at lunch later.” Y/N waved as she headed off to her class.

She looked down at her phone, the script on the note making her smile happily. When she reached her class, she tucked her phone back into her pocket and went to sit down in her seat, only to find another note stuck to the desk.

‘You stole my heart, darlin’ but that’s okay. You can keep it.’

Her grin widened at the simple writing. This was new, she’d never gotten a note anywhere other than her locker before. She pulled the note up and looked around the classroom as it was filling in, looking for the possible note passer but instead she looked at Emmett and Rosalie.

It probably wasn’t either of them since they were dating, but, they were always in class before everyone else. So… “Um, hey, Rosalie.”

The beautiful blonde looked up from her notebook to give Y/N her attention. “Yes?”

“Do you know who left me this?” She asked, only for them to look at each other and them back at her.

“No.” “Nope.”

“You both are the worst liars.” Y/N deadpanned. “You know.”

“Okay, yes, we know, but we can’t tell you. He made us promise not to.” Rosalie admitted.

“So it is a guy.” Y/N nodded.

“You thought it was a girl?” Emmett laughed.

“Well, he has very pretty handwriting and using you two as an example…” She gestured to their notebooks.

“Hey! My handwriting is pretty.” Emmett covered his paper.

“No it isn’t, sweetie.” Rosalie patted his shoulder.

‘You make my heart smile.’

‘I can’t express how much I adore you in words.’

‘I’d give you flowers but there would be no point you’d put them all to shame with your beauty.’

‘Hello, darlin’.’

The notes she got throughout the day, came from everywhere, everytime she passed her locker there was one, there was one in each class on her desk, in english there was one in her english book when she turned to page they were assigned.

There was a cute love note virtually everywhere she had been, and yet, no one knew who put them there. But her secret admirer kept true to his promise and kept a smile on her face all day. She had acquired about twenty little notes and she had resorted to stuffing them in the small pouch in her bag, because now she most definitely didn’t want to throw them away.

“Y/N there’s a box at our table. I think it’s for you.” Lana teased.

“Nah, it might be for Haz.” Y/N rolled her eyes moving to grab the wooden keepsake box.

“It’s so pretty.” Hazel mumbled.

The box was strong rosewood, with a glass in the lid to make a window. Although she couldn’t see in through it, it was cover by a tag with her name on it. She sat down and slowly opened the box, her mouth falling open when she saw what was inside.

Notes. Just a lot of notes. Different coloured memo notes stared up at her with their kind words. It looked a lot like her pencil box, but there were so many more notes. She noticed that the back of her tag said something too.

‘I know that my other notes were ruined by tweedle dee and tweedle dumb, so I have made you twice as many to replace them. Of course I will still leave one on your locker everyday, but it hurt seeing you cry over the ones that were lost. I hope you enjoy them, Darlin’.’

“So cute… Literally the cutest thing ever.” Hazel gushed.

“I hope he reveals himself soon, I wanna meet him.” Lana laughed poking her cheek.

“Oh fuck off guys.” Y/N swatted at her before standing up to leave. “I’m gonna go put this in my locker, I’ll be right back okay? Don’t eat my food.”

“No promises!” Lana called, already stealing some.

Y/N rolled her eyes, too happy to really care. With a fond smile on her face she reopened the box and pulled out a note. ‘I’m sure your laugh makes the world go ‘round.’ They were all so cute and now she really did want to know who he was.

Due to her distracted state, Y/N turned the corner and barrelled into a stone wall. She yelped and dropped her box, scattering the notes everywhere and fell backward. Panic filled her chest, when she saw the papers slide across the floor and she barely registered the pain in her butt as she moved to gather the notes.

“I am so sorry, are you alright?” A thick southern accent grabbed her attention making her look up. Jasper.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. I was a little…” She trailed off seeing in his hand he held blank notes that looked a lot like her own.

“Darlin’?” Her eyes snapped back up to his.

“What did you call me?” He cleared his throat and started to pick up her memos.  “You called me Darlin’ with out the ‘g’. You’re him, aren’t you?”

“Who am I, exactly?” He asked, gently placing her papers in the box.

“You the guy that’s been leaving me love notes everyday!” She gasped. “Tell me I’m wrong right now.”

He didn’t.

“That’s why you weren’t at the window this morning! And why Rosalie and Emmett wouldn’t tell me!” She declared, standing up.

“Yes, Y/N.” He followed her up. “I am your secret admirer, ‘that never looks in your direction’.”

“Holy shit… that means, you like me.” She said.

“Actually,” He stepped closer to her. “I am head over heels for you, Darlin’.”

She smiled shyly, and grabbed the box from his hands, letting her fingers brush his. “That is so much better said out loud.”

[fandomfaery]

Jasper’s heatwave (Jasper Hale x f!reader)

Forks had been experiencing the hottest summer on record in the past twenty years. This excessive heat was not something you were used to. Unfortunately, your home was not equipped with an air conditioner to combat the ridiculously high temperatures. Fortunately, you had come up with a genius way to avoid melting into your bedsheets on this blistering summer night. You were just waiting for your means of heat survival to arrive.

A tap sounded lightly on the frame of your open window. You looked up to see beautiful honey eyes and anxious frown greeting you.

“You said you needed me, what’s wrong?” He pulled himself through your window silently and made his way over to your bed where you pulled yourself up to a sitting position.

“It’s hoooott..” you whined at your gorgeous boyfriend.

His usually serious face relaxed into a breathtaking smile. He sat on the side of your bed and allowed you to push him back easily. As soon as he was leaning against your headboard, you flopped your feverish body onto his icy chest and sighed at the relief from the heat.

“You know, usually I am not thrilled at being so much colder than a human but right now it seems like it’s working out well for you.”

You nodded into his frozen chest. “I think I’m melting. How long is this heat wave supposed to last?”

Your vampire chuckled. “Until Sunday.”

He brought his arms up and stroked your sweaty back as you groaned.

“But that’s another three whole days! I’m not going to survive.”

“That’s a tad dramatic honey, don’t you think?”

You shook your head as you pulled your arm up and undid his top two buttons so you could rub your heated cheek against his chiseled chest.

“Thank heaven, you just went hunting because you are not leaving this bed until I stop melting.”

He chuckled at you as you snuck apart another two buttons. “I might not have to leave this bed but you will eventually.”

You pouted at him as you finished unbuttoning his shirt and smushed your torso against his rock hard chest. He tensed slightly as you moaned in delight.

“I always love cuddling you, but in weather like this, you’re as necessary as air.”

“Glad I could be of service, sugar.”

You tried to sneakily pull your tank down to get more of his icy skin against you, but of course he noticed. You felt him tense beneath you and turn his eyes away from your almost naked top half.

You raised your eyebrows, concerned. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“Uncomfortable is not the exact word I would use, but you are making me something, darlin’.”

Your face broke into a coy smile at his words. As you snuggled closer to him, you slid your hands down his rib cage to rest on his hips, fingers toying gently with his waist band.

“I thought you were trying to cool down?”

“I am?”

He shook his head, chuckling again. “It seems as though you’re trying to heat things up.”

“I’m just trying to make use of as much of your cold as possible.”

Your boyfriend hummed in response but stayed silent. He slid his hands down closer to the curve of your hip so their position mirrored your’s.

You pulled your head away from his chest, looking scandalized. “Excuse me, sir, who is trying to heat up who?”

He tilted his head down to hide his guilty smile. Looking up at you through the black lashes fringing his butterscotch eyes, he whispered, “I’m just trying to keep as much of you cool as possible, ma’am.”

It was your turn to stay silent as you pressed your face back against him. Tilting your forehead into his beautiful jawline, you sighed again in relief.

“Oh my god, I think this feels even better than sex right now.”

“Oh honey, let’s not be unreasonable here.”

“No, I’m serious.”

His playful voice quickly turned into a lustful growl. “Well then maybe I should remind you how amazing it feels when our bodies really connect.”

The sound of his voice alone tightened the knot in your stomach. You couldn’t contain your smile as you leaned in and brushed your lips against his softly.

“Please do.”

He let out a sinful groan and leapt forward to pin you against your bedsheets.

The sweltering heatwave was nothing compared to what Jasper had in store for you.

[stumacherstan]

Daddy kink with Jasper? sfw, nor nsfw. just general headcanons of him being protective, caring, and helping you take care of yourself, if that's okay?

Jasper Hale Daddy Kink SFW:

Loves when you go into little space and draw him things

Jasper is a good daddy and likes to plan out the days with actives to stimulate you

If he sees something that bigger you would normally do while you’re in a little space, he’ll tell you that what you’re doing is for the adults and you shouldn’t do such things

If you pout, he’ll just kiss your forehead and do the “adult” thing that you were doing for you.

He doesn’t let you in the kitchen alone

There’s sharp objects that could hurt someone as little as you!

Jasper likes to spoil you

And when you guys go to stores, he keeps a good grip on your hand so you don’t wander off

Will internally panic if you somehow wander off before he remember he has vampire speed on his side

Will softly scold you and tell you to not wander off and pats your head

Keeps whatever you make him in a special box

It makes his dead heart swell

Jasper rolls you into a blanket burrito and will cuddle you that way sometimes

Jasper is very gentle with you when you’re sad and used his power to his advantage

His baby shouldn’t be sad!

But he’s very understanding and will stand by you through it

Jasper and you take strolls in the woods sometimes

He prefers to give you piggy back rides during those times so you don’t trip over anything

If not, once again, he’s holding onto your hand

Jasper loves the dynamic you two have

He will be yours for all eternity and that brings your little heart so much joy

[stumacherstan]

Jasper as Major with nsfw dom/sub relationship with s/o?

Major Jasper Whitlock x Reader NSFW Headcanons:

The Major is slightly sadistic and loves to take control of everything

Since you’re the submissive and give consent to it

The Major controls a lot of your life aspects (respectfully)

He likes to spectate what you do and how you’re doing

He likes to make sure you’re happy under his rules

He will make changes if you don’t like a certain rule

But will only change it to a degree

Loves when you’re bratty

It gives him a good reason to discipline you

The Major loves breathplay But is very careful, he knows his strength

Light knife play is involved; just dragging the knife along your skin to scare you

He’s into edging and will edge you for days

His edging includes little vibrators he can control to mess with you

The Major is a dom on mental and physical levels and makes sure you know it

The Major never forgets to mark you as his so everyone knows

Totally gets you a collar that looks like a choker so you can wear it in public

He likes to tug on in when he wants your attention

But he’s into aftercare and will run a warm bath for you

During his aftercare and as he’s washing you, he likes to tell how good you were

It makes you feel even more special to him

[stumacherstan]

Jasper, Emmet, Rosalie, Esme and Alice's reaction to their s/o being in a life or death situation and their s/o ripping that person's throat out?

* note that everyone calls Carlisle to help get rid of the body

Jasper’s Reaction:

Jasper’s reaction is a mix of worry and concern. Worry bc how could he have not seen it coming? Concern bc he certainly did not teach you that. Who taught you that? Jasper demanded that you get proper training from him instead.

Emmett’s Reaction:

Emmett’s reaction is, “OH SHIT!” It all happened so fast for even him that his mind couldn’t even process that they got attacked and you utterly destroyed them. He’s the boyfriend who buys you ice cream as celebration.

Rosalie’s Reaction:

Ngl Rosalie got a small panic attack from thinking that you could’ve gotten hurt. She was definitely proud of you for taking care of that situation so quickly, but fuck dude. They had her in the first half, not gonna lie. She tries to make sure you’re okay before she makes she’s okay.

Esme’s Reaction:

Esme’s mother hen insticts kick in for her reaction. She quickly cleans you up and glosses over you to make sure you don’t have a scratch on you although the person who attacked you is more damaged. She can’t even scold you, so she quietly takes you home and for a week you’re not allowed to go out.

Alice’s Reaction:

Since Alice’s visions can vary, she certainly did not expect this from you. She thought you were gonna die. She was “crying” (they can’t cry but yk what I mean) out of happiness you were okay. Just don’t expect Alice to leave your side anytime soon.

[volturicangetit]

J.C- Not alone

Summary: Jasper’s journey to self control isn’t one full of light. But it’s not a journey he has to travel alone, he has you now. 

Reqeust: YES/no @jessicas-underground I don’t know if you take any requests right now, but I would love to see number one in angst with Jasper. I love me a Texas boy :)

1. “ I can’t do anything right “. 

Warnings: mention of blood

Wordcount: 837

MASTERLIST

The clouds mixed with a small amount of rain that steadily pours from the rumbling clouds seems to be the perfect weather for you. It meant to you could go outside and enjoy your permanent teenage years like every other student in Forks. Students slowly start to pour into the parking lot. Classes weren’t supposed to start for another ten minutes so you and the other Cullens enjoy the outside for a bit. Jasper is sitting next to you in the back of Bella’s pick up truck. One hand holding up an umbrella to keep you both dry and the other is laced with yours. You are both only half listening to Emmett’s story. Something about a puma he saw in the woods the other day. “ Wanna go on a little road trip this weekend? The weather is supposed to be horrendous,” you ask.

You and Jasper often go on little trips during patches of cloudy weather. That way you could both be outside among the people for a while. Not only helping with your mood but also with Jasper’s blood lust. He still struggles with it, for which you can’t blame him. It took you fifty years to be even in the same room as a human without ripping their throat out. Jasper nods in response. He never spoke a lot not because he was shy but mostly because he was scared that if he opened his mouth he would latch onto the next of a bypassing student.  " Great! I was thinking Clallam Bay? Heard they just opened a new museum. “. 

Just as Jasper was about to answer, a student trips of their own feet at the opposite side of the parking lot. The poor freshman falls right onto their hands, scrapping open their skin on the rough pavement. In an instant Jasper perk up, nostrils flaring and hands clutching into tight fists as he breathes in the sweet scent of human blood. Emmett quickly pushes Jasper until the car, with much struggle. He can’t have him sink his teeth into a human, not here. But most importantly not after he has come so far into his journey of self-control. Rosalie jumps into the driver’s seat as she drives off the moment Jasper is situated in the seat, Emmett right on top of him keeping him in his seat. You grip onto the side of the pickup truck but stay in the back.

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[littlemessyjessi-deactivated202]

Jasper Hale Imagine Jasper Hale x plus size reader

Imagine being Jasper’s plus size lady and he just can’t get enough of you.

It hadn’t been too long since you’d been turned into a vampire and joined the Cullen/Hale family.

It hadn’t exactly been of your choosing either but bullet to the head wasn’t exactly something you came back from.

You’d be forever grateful of the fact that Jasper had been the one to do it.

You knew it was difficult for him for a myriad of reasons but you respected that he found the strength to stop when you knew his, and your emotions, were going haywire and your blood sang to him so strongly.

For anyone who said he was weak…they clearly didn’t know him.

He was the strongest person you knew.

Well, emotionally at least.

At that particular time in your relationship, you were still baring the fruits of newborn strength…thus making you stronger than him.

However, given his past…he could usually out smart you by tactics and it had landed you on your back once again.

Barely wearing your undergarments and your fishnets.

You’d been trying to get ready for a little event Alice had been planning when your hubby had snuck on you.

Yes, hubby.

Soon after the change, Jasper decided that he couldn’t wait any longer and promptly asked you for your hand in marriage.

Even going as far to ask your father’s permission…several months prior to the ‘accident’.

You said yes, of course, and since then he’d been taking you as often as he could - like you’d never even left the damn honey moon.

You couldn’t blame him- and hey you weren’t complaining.

After having to have been so careful with you for so long…you could understand his desire to be rough….and you loved it.

“Jazz, not that I don’t enjoy having you locked between my legs or anything but-” you began as he placed hot open mouthed kisses all over your soft tummy.  "We gotta get ready.  Alice will send Emmett eventually and I’d rather not flash him the goods, babe.“

"Ok.” he said pacing himself between more kisses. “Well go.  In just.  A. Second. But first.”

He paused to look at you with a devilish glint in his eyes as he yanked you down towards the end of the bed and threw your thighs even further apart.

Something you had discovered about him was that the boy could eat….for hours on end.

It drove you damn near insanity.

“Jazz, we don’t have time for this.” you chuckled trying to scoot away from him.

However, the look at crossed his features was absolutely savage as he locked his arms around your delicious thighs and yanked you back to where you were.

He growled….GROWLED at you.  

“Woman, I’m eating. Don’t run away from me.  I’ll let you know when I’m done.” he barked and set to it.

Needless to say…poor Emmett did get an eyeful when he was sent to retrieve you both a little bit later.

However, you couldn’t seem bothered to even care anymore.

That happens when your husband fries your brain with his tongue.

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[jimtalkstwilight]

Dating Jasper Hale would include pt. 2!

Okay so let me just say he would be so worried about cuddling bc he doesn’t want you to get cold

So you have to wear like 2 layers of socks and big sweaters so you don’t get hypothermia

But him being cold is also a good thing:

Every time you get a sunburn you just have him lay his hands on it

When you get embarrassed and your face heats up you just place your face in the crook of his neck

Johnny Cash for dayyysss

He is not a fan of modern pop music

In fact he does this thing where he scrunches his face up and wiggles his nose

You first discovered this when ‘Burnin’ Up” by the Jonas Brothers comes on

You were a p p a l l e d that he would disgrace national treasures like that

But you laughed anyway

It was cute

Before you knew he was a vampire he would pretend to be allergic to your cat for the sole reason that he thinks it doesn’t like him

He doesn’t

You’re extremely clumsy and he thinks it’s adorable

The first thing he ever said to you happened when you were falling

Seemingly in slow motion

He caught you and whispered

“Hold on there, doll, wouldn’t want ya to fall for me so fast”

¡Spoiler alert! That’s exactly what happened

You become besties with the wolves and they help you gain some more confidence

Jasper doesn’t like this

He especially doesn’t like it when Embry tries to make a move on you

Needless to say, Wolfie might’ve gotten punched

And by might’ve I mean he did.

Carlisle and Esme love you

If you didn’t have a mom in your life than Esme would take you shopping, listen to you talk about Jasper, and show you how to paint your nails without getting the polish everywhere

If you didn’t have a dad than Carlisle would explain why Jasper does the things he does, embarrass you in front of important people, and help you with your math homework

And if you did have both your parents, well Carlisle and Esme would still do those things

Jasper would attempt to kiss you’re wrists and neck

Anywhere with large vein or artery

He stops himself if he can’t control himself

You’re parents invite him to dinner every Tuesday

He always comes and scarfs down the food even though to him it tastes disgusting

He helps your mom do the dishes and brings flowers

He plays catch with your little brother

Does those gentlemanly things™️ that girls complain about boys doing but actually like

The motorcycle is a big plus

He looks really good on it

Like really just great

Your parents didn’t like this at first

But as soon as they talked to him and realized he was just a soft boyo they were okay

Like seriously soft

Exhibit A: “Y/n, sweetheart, can you just like run your hands through my hair? Emmett’s annoying me”

That happens about 20,000 times a day

[sarasapen]

The Stars are Beautiful

“The stars are beautiful, aren’t they?” (Y/N) hummed, looking at the night sky. Jasper turned towards her.

“How do you find beauty in something ever so plain?” He questioned her as she smiled.

“The night sky is anything but plain. It is a marvellous map of different times. Millions upon millions of galaxies and planets, waiting to be explored. I find it quite extraordinarily beautiful. Besides, everything holds some beauty,” she said, not turning to look at him. He was already enchanted by her, the small thing she was, at least compared to him. He wondered where her father was before concluding he was Maria.

“Even scars?” He prompted, watching as she stiffened. 

In the moonlight of the desert her skin glowed a milky white. He saw the bite mark at the side of her neck as her fingers brushed over it gently. She turned her gaze towards him, her gold eyes shining, and she held no pity or disgust as she regarded him carefully. Then, she smiled, and said ever so softly,

“Even scars.”

“Why would you even think that?” Maria exploded, glaring at him. He kept his body rigid, careful not to portray a single emotion.

“I care for her,” he replied stoically.

“You care for me,” Maria insisted. He avoided her gaze.

“Yet you do not care for me,” he forced out.

“And you think she will? You have known me for a decade, Jasper. You have known for a day!” She exclaimed angrily.

“Still,” he replied stubbornly. She scoffed.

“Fine. GO. If you think you can control yourself, go. If you think they will accept you, then go. But once you slip, and you know you will, and once they’ve turned you away, don’t you come crawling back to me,” Maria snapped, turning away from him.

Jasper turned to see Dr Cullen walking towards his hut, and headed towards him. He knew now what he had to do.

She was standing there again, almost like she was waiting for him. He suddenly felt nervous. He though it was over when her father gave him his blessing, but nothing could compare to what he was feeling now.

“When are you leaving?” He asked her, gazing at the horizon.

“Day after next,” (Y/N) replied. He inhaled deeply. It was now or never.

“Then I must admit I have a question for you,” he murmured softly. She looked up into his red eyes, curiosity filling hers.

“I have spoken to your father about this… I know we hardly know each other, and yet I fear I cannot wait much longer. I am completely and utterly drawn to you,” he paused as he felt the surprise from her. 

“Major Whitlock-”

“Jasper, please.” He smiled at her.

“I do not understand.” She admitted, confusion emitting from her.

“I yearn for you in the most innocent and inappropriate of ways. Forgive me for saying so, but I do. In the brief time I have known you, I have noticed how beautiful you are, both inside and out. I wish to marry you, if, and only if you would have me. I will always keep you happy, and will never give you a chance to complain. I do hope to have your answer, Lady (Y/N).” He touched his hat and bowed his head, turning and swiftly returning to camp.

(Y/N) sat down at the nearby rock, her eyes still on Major Whitlock’s retreating figure. She had been proposed to before, but he was an awful man, much older than her and Carlisle, and he repulsed her.

The Major- Jasper- was different. He was sweet, and kind, and her age- well, only biologically, she was about 200 years older than him- and (Y/N) sucked in a breath.

If she married him, that would mean leaving her father to join his coven. And while Jasper was a sweet person, the lifestyle he was living was violent and (Y/N) didn’t want that. And she couldn’t leave Carlisle. She sighed, toying with her fingers.

“I know what you’re thinking.” His voice came from behind her.

“Do you, Papa?” She asked, still looking at her fingers. 

“You’re thinking, ‘I can’t leave my Papa alone, he’s too hopeless!’” Carlisle mocked her voice, causing her to crack a smile.

“Your Papa can handle himself you know.” He said gently, taking her hands. “But he doesn’t have to, because the Major asked if he could join our little coven, if you said yes.” 

She faltered for a moment, looking up at the night sky.

“Should I, Papa?”

“That is entirely up to you, but if it helps, I approve of him. And I’m not saying that because I’m a kind person. My daughter is involved, and she will only have the best.”

“And you think that’s him.”

“I do.” She turned to her father and nodded.

“I know what I will say, then.”