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I love watching you sleep

[habibialkaysani]

what are you thinking, matthew?

honestly? I was thinking that I would like to never have to leave this room. what do you think about that, ‘lektra? we’ve got cable, ice cream, a bed. let’s just stay here.

that would be nice.

(daredevil vol 2 #37)

[angelsworks]

Yandere! Edward Cullen Headcannons

Summary: What Edward Cullen would be like as a yandere

Warnings: 18+ yandere themes, manipulative behaviour, brief mention of violence

When you moved to forks you didn’t expect much. Much about the town, much about the school or much about your future classmates.

During the summer (if you can even call it that with all the rain), you unpacked and tried to acclimatise to the dreary weather of the town before the start of the next school year.

The first day of school went as well as you’d expect. Everyone was welcoming and friendly, wanting to know about the new family in town.

During the day your arrival had been compared to the last family arrival in forks. The Cullens. A family that kept to themselves despite the curious number of students around them.

Despite the very obvious beauty an allure each of the Cullens had, you weren’t interested. You just wanted to keep your head down and get through your classes.

Your lack of interest came as a welcome surprise to the majority of the Cullens. At least one person didn’t stare at them like a science project.

But the one Cullen who didn’t enjoy it, the one person who wanted your attention more than anything, Edward.

Over the summer he’d watched you move into your home. A home Esme had helped decorate. When he left to hunt he’d check on you afterwards. He’d watch you in your room as you relaxed or slept.

Your thoughts were unlike the other minds he read. They weren’t clouded with him or his family. He found yours a much needed reprieve from the minds of his classmates.

He was waiting for the day when he could finally see you, meet you. Yet all he could feel was disappointment when you wouldn’t even look him in the eyes.

You shared some of the same classes, but sat next to him in none. You walked the same hallways, but never at the same time. You parked in the same parking lot, but never in a space near his.

A few weeks in he began to lose hope. His obsession was growing while a relationship with you was not.

Finally after the weeks of waiting a group project put the two of you together. Edward couldn’t be happier but he his his feelings of course. Not wanting you to question why the sombre cullen was now alight with joy.

You had a hard time working on the project with Edward. Whenever you set aside time to work together he’d keep you talking. Distracting you from the work at hand.

Having his attention wasn’t a bad thing by any means. In fact his gaze on you sent you blushing and filled you with butterflies. It was the project being incomplete that worried you.

The next time you had a meet up planned with Edward you cancelled. Telling him something had come up. He knew for certain nothing had. In fact you just needed to get your work done before the deadline.

If only you knew that he’d completed the project already. Both your share and his own. Just so you could keep talking.

After the project he’d made excuses to talk to you. Claiming you’d left a pencil or jacket at his house. You found it strange as you were sure you’d seen such items in your hamper earlier in the day.

Any questions floated away with one of his dazzling smiles.

After enough chatting he’s finally built enough of a friendship with you to ask you out.

From there he slowly started to drop the perfect boyfriend facade. He would ask you were you were when you weren’t with him, who you were with, where you were going. It felt like he was a third parent to you. Albeit a overprotective, helicopter one.

He would text you, call you all hours of the day if you weren’t in class or asleep. Even when you were asleep he was at your house.

Whenever you started to think of his behaviour and how uncomfortable it made you, he would switch it back on. Switch on the perfect boyfriend routine. For a few weeks at least. Making you wonder if you were just imagining it.

He wouldn’t tell you about him being a vampire, not unless he had to.

If such a situation were to arise he would use it to control you. Claiming a vampire had set their sights on you and he needed to take you somewhere safe.

Why would you question him. He was your boyfriend after all. He’d never hurt you before.

If at any point you do think he’s lying he’s not above faking an attack on your family. The traumatic event sending you back into his arms. Making you dependent on him.

When he’s ready he’ll suggest turning you into a vampire. Making a show of how he loves you and how he only want to protect you.

You of course would agree, wanting to be with him for the rest of your life.

Even as a newborn he’ll keep you isolated. Suggesting that he take you somewhere for your first few months. An idea that the rest of the Cullens can’t agree with fast enough.

He teaches you to hunt and how to use your senses. All the while hiding the fact he can read your mind. So any thought of going exploring or for a run away from him is quickly squished.

You’re his and you have no way of devising an escape or realising what he’s doing while he’s got a window into your head.

[gogogodzilla]

✧ (𝕊)𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞! ✧

╰› 𝑗𝑜𝑠ℎ 𝑤𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

╰› 〖 𝑆𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠 〗: Josh gets handsy while you and the gang watch a cheesy horror flick

╰› 〖 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 〗: nsfw 18+, fingering, dirty talk, praise, public sex

╰›  ✧ 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑡𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑚.𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ✧ 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑜3 ✧ 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑝𝑎𝑑 ✧

The Washington lodge felt warmer tonight. Maybe it was from the fire crackling in the hearth in the other room or the hum of your friend’s voices bouncing off the heavy wooden beams. The movie beaming onto the screen from the projector above your head casts everyone in a flickering light. It was Josh’s pick, a cheesy horror film from the 80s that most of the group was only half paying attention to.

Chris and Ashley leaned close together, whispering back and forth as the movie progressed. Sam curled up in one of the chairs near them with a bowl of popcorn nestled securely in her lap, and, to no one’s surprise, she seemed to actually be paying attention to the film on the screen. Mike made the occasional loud comment, earning a jab in the ribs from Jess and shushing from Sam. Emily and Matt were long gone, having left under the guise of finding snacks for the movie.

You were tucked in the middle of it all, hidden under a thick fleece blanket and smushed against Josh’s side as the two of you shared one plush leather chair. Josh’s arm was draped casually over your shoulders, but there was nothing casual about the way he leaned in, his breath brushing against your temple.

“Comfy?” he whispered.

You hummed, nodding into the dimness. You could feel the grin on his face even before he leaned down to press a quick kiss against your hair.

For a while, you both let yourself get caught in the rhythm of your group’s dynamic. Jess would groan at one of Mike’s bad jokes, Sam would shush them, and Chris would mutter something that Ashley would giggle at.

You should’ve known Josh was scheming the moment he got quiet. He shifted slightly, pulling you completely into his lap. You paid no mind to the change in position, and you settled against his chest. He wrapped his arms around your torso, pulling you close against him. His fingers toyed with the hem of your sweater— an absentminded gesture to the untrained eye, but you knew better. His attention wasn’t on the movie. When his hand trailed lower, brushing against the hem of your leggings, you tilted your head just enough to meet his eyes in the glow of the movie.

“You’re not watching,” you murmured, a hint of playful scolding in your tone.

Josh ran a placating hand across your thigh and huffed out a laugh. “Neither are you,” he countered softly, a faint smirk gracing his lips.

Heat crept up the back of your neck, but you nudged him with your elbow. He only chuckled in response, the sound rumbling down your spine. He leaned closer, intertwining one of his hands with yours.

“Relax, honey, no one’s paying attention.”

Across the room, Mike groaned dramatically at a jump scare. “Cheap shot,” he announced, earning another shove from Jess. The distraction gave Josh enough cover to settle one of his hands on your inner thigh, his fingers curling just enough against the plushness to send a shiver down your spine.

Your fingers wrapped around Josh’s wrist, a silent warning for him to behave, goddamnit. You didn’t have to turn your head to know that Josh was grinning. Two of his favorite things were seeing how far he could push you and getting you off, and it seemed like he was determined to partake in both tonight.

His hand drifted further upward, his fingertips dancing against your inner thigh. You bit your lip before sliding lower, spreading your thighs just enough. It was a silent surrender to the heat pooling at your core.

He squeezed your thigh, almost as if to praise you. Atta girl, he’d say if you weren’t surrounded by your friends. Just let me make you feel good.

His fingers trailed up slowly before circling teasingly against your clothed clit. A small gasp left you before you catch it.

Josh dipped down, his mouth brushing against your ear, and his voice low and teasing. “Easy, honey,” he whispered, “don’t want everyone to know what a dirty girl you are.”

Your cheeks grew warm at his teasing, but you nodded anyway, already trembling in his grasp. Josh’s fingers traced the waistband of your leggings before he slid his hand underneath the thin fabric and into your underwear. He slid a finger through your already-dripping folds, and your teeth sank into your bottom lip as you attempted to stifle your moans.

“Already so wet f’me, honey,” Josh praised softly. Two thick digits rubbed slow circles against your clit, and your slick coated them in no time. He dipped his middle finger down to tease your entrance, and the sound system boomed, covering up the sounds of your sopping heat.

Josh pressed a finger inside you, a low groan leaving him as he was met with little resistance. You arched against him, one hand reaching down to cling to his wrist while the other dug into the plush leather of the armrest.

His palm ground against your clit as he pumped his finger languidly inside you. You nearly choked on your gasp as he added another digit, stretching you just right. Your walls fluttered around him as he jutted his fingers deeper inside you, curling a little to hit the spot that had you whimpering.

You trembled in his grasp and clamped down on his fingers. Josh hummed as the killer on the screen succeeded in taking out one of his victims. A chaste kiss is pressed against your temple, and he extends his thumb to draw figure eights against your clit.

It doesn’t take long for you to tumble over the edge. It never did when Josh had you completely as his mercy. He knew you almost as well as he knew himself, maybe even more. You came with a shuddering whimper as you turned your head in an attempt to bury yourself in Josh’s shoulder.

The movie swells once more as the killer claims another victim, and your orgasm rolled through you, soaking Josh’s fingers.

“Good girl,” he whispered as you rode out your high. He eventually slowed to just rubbing gentle circles against your clit. When you slumped boneless against him, he withdrew his hand and popped his fingers into his mouth, tasting you.

As the credits roll, your friends shout various comments and criticisms at the screen.

“Great pick, Josh,” Jessica remarked, rolling her eyes.

Josh shrugged, and you attempted to school your features as your friend group turned to glance at the two of you.

“I don’t know, I think someone enjoyed it,” he replied. 

[winxgirls94]

Univers : Twilight

𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐈𝐑𝐄

Bella Swan Cullen – De l’humaine fragile à la reine immortelle

Âge : Née le 13 septembre 1987 (humaine) – Transformée en vampire à 18 ans, elle est techniquement figée dans cette apparence pour l’éternité.

Origines : Isabelle Marie Swan, née à Forks, Washington, fille unique de Charlie Swan, chef de la police, et Renée Dwyer.

Une adolescente ordinaire… ou presque

Bella Swan grandit loin des histoires surnaturelles, menant une vie relativement banale entre Phoenix et Forks. Introvertie, maladroite et réservée, elle n’a jamais vraiment trouvé sa place parmi les autres adolescents. Son retour à Forks, pour vivre avec son père, marque le début d’un destin qu’elle n’aurait jamais imaginé.

Dès son premier jour au lycée, elle est fascinée par Edward Cullen, un jeune homme à la beauté inhumaine et au regard énigmatique. Ce qui commence comme une simple attirance devient rapidement une obsession mutuelle, jusqu’à ce que la vérité éclate : Edward n’est pas humain. Il est un vampire, un être immortel luttant contre sa nature pour ne pas lui faire de mal.

Un amour interdit et dangereux Malgré le danger, Bella refuse de s’éloigner. Son amour pour Edward la pousse à s’immerger dans son monde, affrontant des créatures terrifiantes, des lois millénaires et même la mort elle-même. Sa proximité avec les Cullen la met dans le viseur des Volturi, l’élite des vampires, qui la considèrent comme une menace.

Son humanité devient une faiblesse, un point de vulnérabilité pour Edward et sa famille. Alors que les menaces s’accumulent, Bella prend une décision irrévocable : elle deviendra vampire, quitte à renoncer à tout ce qu’elle connaît.

La renaissance d’une reine

Son passage à l’immortalité se fait dans l’urgence, après un accouchement brutal qui la laisse aux portes de la mort. Mais lorsqu’elle ouvre les yeux en tant que vampire, Bella n’est plus la jeune fille maladroite et fragile de Forks. Elle est une créature d’une puissance rare, dotée d’un contrôle exceptionnel et d’un don unique : un bouclier mental capable de repousser toute attaque psychique.

Elle devient la clé de la survie des Cullen face aux Volturi, prouvant que sa transformation n’a fait que révéler sa véritable nature. Femme, épouse, mère, guerrière… Bella Swan Cullen n’est plus une simple humaine fascinée par l’éternité. Elle en est devenue une souveraine, une légende parmi les immortels.

L’éternité lui appartient

Désormais, Bella vit aux côtés d’Edward et de leur fille Renesmée, défiant les lois du monde vampirique en prouvant qu’une hybride peut exister. Sa transformation n’était pas une fin, mais un commencement.

[yar7p]

JAI ENFIN RETROUVER MON COMPTE APRES 3ans sa ma tellement manquer :/

Ps je reviens avec twilight 🥹🥹

[suitfer]

bella: where are your fangs?

[yar7p]

It’s my birthday !!🙏🏽<33

[yar7p]

Msf I love this duo <3

[yar7p]

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