twilight rewrite: everything is the same up until the baseball scene in which victoria falls in love with bella and spends the rest of the time trying to seduce her
Consider:
It’s been so long since Victoria has thought of humans as anything other than food that she has no idea how to get one to like her. She then proceeds to show Bella affection the same way a cat would:
– bought home a live person to show Bella how she hunts (this only happened once because Bella was freaked out?? and made Victoria let the dude go??)
– following her from room to room without acknowledging her
– staring at her for awkwardly extended periods of time
– leaving gifts for Bella at her front door (Victoria has no concept of monetary worth so the gifts range from things like a shiny rock she found in the forest to thousands of dollars she took from the wallet of a man she killed)
The central conflict of the story is that Victoria thinks she’s doing a really good job of acting normal and Bella thinks Victoria is planning on killing her.
not that Hanzo’s near as composed as he tries to play, he goes past Lucio’s every morning and night to see if he looks alright, and that no one’s sneaking around (as if he wouldn’t hear an intruder from his cave) but he’s sneaky enough to not be seen. and still gives Lucio a fresh kill since he conveniently was able to catch twice as much today. and yesterday. and Lucio’s favorite fruit bush is suddenly planted outside his cave. certainly not Hanzo’s doing.
Lucio is just so confused like “???? I thought life in the wild was hard but for some reason everything is coming easy”
Being Michael’s s/o has it’s ups and downs. Being the Anti-Christ’s lover is a different ballpark but you both made it work when you first met at the church. Since the day you met Jeff and Mutt, they’ve been hounding you with flirtations everywhere you went whenever you were near or when walking side by side Michael. Michael, on the other hand was starting to get irritated.
He hated the fact that Jeff and Mutt were constantly flirting and trying to get in your pants with him right next to you. You weren’t oblivious to this fact. It was getting annoying, you just decided to stay with Ms. Mead after she was completed. Michael decided to take care of it and discuss apocalypse plans with them.
As he didn’t have any ideas of the upcoming end of the world. Michael walked into their office and sat in front of them. “Where’s (Y/N)? They’re a doll. At least for you.” Mutt said before Jeff spoke. “If they leave you anytime soon, can we get their phone number?” “We can hook them up with a good job here working for us…”
Michael at this point had enough of them speaking and shut them up. “Don’t speak about them like that.” He stood up behind the desk and stared them dead in the eyes. “If you ever talk about our relationship or come anywhere near (Y/N) while we’re here again, I will make your lives a living hell.”
Michael snarled at them, the lights above them flickering and revealing his pale demonic face to them. Making the two jump and shaking their heads. The lights returning to normal and Michael heads towards the door. “We will talk about our plans tomorrow.” He said until Mutt pipes up. “Where do you think you’re going? We haven’t talked about today’s plans!”
Michael turned before answering, “I’m going home to have some fun with (Y/N).” He said, smirking mischievously and leaving out of the office.
His body would come to host myriad daemons, that countless lives be spared. But a jealous king, one not yet chosen by the Crystal, ostracized and demonized this healer of the people. Making a true monster of him.
Making a true monster of him.
He comes back home around three in the morning, dragging his feet and waking you up with the cold touch of his fingers behind your ears.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to…” Tim’s voice is groggy from lack of sleep.
He had been working on a case for the past two weeks, trying to find clues and connecting dots.
“It’s okay.” You reach for his hand, taking it in yours with a sigh.
Tim looks at you, tracing a soft circle on your temple and half a smile on his lips. A deep shade of purple under his hazed blue eyes.
“I miss you,” a whisper that seems to fill the room.
Tim stutters mid sentence, his chest vibrating with a quiet giggle and swelling with warmth.
You treat your fingers through his hair and pull him towards you, your noses brushing together.
He had been working too hard he felt he had neglected you.
Yet there you are, sitting to hold his cheeks, placing small pecks all over his flustered face. Trembling at the smallest of touches just like the first time, loving him as fearlessly as the first time.
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Hope you like it and thanks for asking! Yesterday was a really nice day, today has been… stressful. How was yours?
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