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Hey ! I have a headcanon but I can't write it , could you do it for me, pretty please ? 😇

It's Billy's birthday, Bella give him a present and tell him that Esme help her. He frowns but open it anyway and it's... a realistic painting of Ephraim and the first pack. Because the Cullen have met them and could talk about them to the current Quileute and he realise that only now.

Thank you💖 This is a great headcanon! I'm sorry I spent some time thinking about how to write it. Here it is. 

"Have they really gone?” Billy asked as Bella pushed him into the house.

"Yes. Except for me and Edward." Bella looked around the room. Jacob was nowhere to be seen.

"He went to the grocery store," Billy said to her.

"Emmett and Rosalie got enrolled at a university in Europe. Alice and Jasper went to South America. Carlisle had found a job in Vermont and he got there last week. Esme stayed a few days longer for her project, and she got on a plane this morning to Vermont."

"I have to say, this is the best birthday present ever." 

"After everything… everything that had happened here, they felt that the sooner they left the better. Carlisle said the fewer people we stay here, the less impact we would make on the tribe"

"Hum. It's a pity he didn't realize it earlier." Billy said bitterly.

He remembered feeling the chills running down his back when the vampire doctor called. How he wished that those vampires did not exist, that the vampires did not put his children's lives in danger over and over again. He could finally relax. They were gone and will never return.

"I thought I’ll see you later at Charlie's. What brought you here?" Billy habitually went into the kitchen to offer Bella the fried fish that had just been cooked. Just as he was about to fetch the fish, he realized that he had forgotten that she was a vampire now, with sculptural pale figure, weird eyes and pungent smell like the mix of shampoo and cream.

He went back to the living room and looked at Bella sitting on the sofa. He was still not sure if it was still ‘the Bella’ who ran around while he and Charlie were fishing, who beat little Jacob to tears with the mud, who would roll down the van window and greet him warmly when they met.

But still, once Billy thought that she would leave like the rest of the Cullens one day, he felt his heart aches.

"Esme asked me to bring you something."

"Again. We don't take charity, or any 'compensate of penance'."

"It's not money. Wait for me, will you?" Bella went out at human speed and returned with a large, delicate rectangular package.

Billy frowned and didn't reach out to take it. He refused to accept anything from the vampires. The woman's smell was still lingered on it.

Esme. 

Billy wondered. He didn't know the vampire doctor's wife and tries to avoid the Cullens whenever he goes to town to run errands. In his vague impression, Esme was a strange person. When he met her once in the supermarket, she caught him in the eye, smiled at him, and quickly grabbed her bags and left the store. And Jacob and Seth like the sandwiches she made.

No matter what, she's the leader’s wife. She's a vampire. Small acts of kindness could never make up for the harm they caused because they were not supposed to disturb their lives at the first place.

"Please? We made this together, me and Esme." 

Billy gave up, took it, and unwrapped the package.

To his surprise, it was a portrait, as real as a photo, painted three members of the pack whose names were written at the bottom, Ephraim Black, Levi Uley, and Quill Atoeara II.

"This is..."

"She painted the 1930s shape-shifters as she remembered them."

Billy stared at the three young men in the picture. He had never known what Ephraim looked like in his youth. Ephraim's few remaining photographs, taken in his later years, were kept in the Black’s family album. It had been so long since Billy had looked through the album that Ephraim's face had blurred in his memory. As far as he could remember, his grandfather always had white hair, wrinkles on his forehead, and a scar near his brow.

Carefully, Billy ran his finger over the scar on Ephraim's left brow on the portrait.

"Well. I'm glad that the vampires are gone and we’re finally in peace again." Billy put the portrait down and leaned it against the wall.

"Seven o 'clock at Charlie's. Don't forget. There’s a cake for you." Bella tried to hide her disappointment when Billy didn't talk about the portrait as if it did not exist.

"Did he make the cake or did he buy it?"

"Will you eat it if he made it?" Bella teased.

"Hell no." Billy laughed. He felt like his Bella was back.

"Tell her. Esme. Tell her I said thanks." Billy said to Bella as she walked out of the house.

Town Witch AU where a bright and youthful sorceress fresh out of her training and Ascension moves to Forks, Washington to take over for the medicine woman who recently passed under mysterious circumstances…

Living outside of town on the property left behind by the former mistress of the wood, the reader takes up shop in a lovely, modern chic home designed by a local architect who would be the very first to invite her to dinner after a tour of the property…

During the course of her first year, she would ease her way into the lives of the local townsfolk. Selling herbal remedies for joint pain, charms for young girls in love, candles to ward off vile spirits. Quickly earning herself a reputation as a sort of miracle worker. And of course, she would see to the needs of the local Wolf Pack, as well as the coven of Vampires who called themselves the Cullens if only to keep the peace between them as her predecessor had before her arrival…

And who would come to her for help when her world turned upside down? Why a young girl with no frame of reference for actual boundaries. Breaking into her home only to tell her all about the vampire breaking into her own to watch her sleep…you know, because that isn’t a very obvious red flag…

There in, taking pity on the naive girl, the reader resolves to take her under her wing. Giving her a part time job as well as her protection from outside entities by not only allowing her to help out with her practice, but also teaching her a thing or two about practical uses for everyday spells…

Naturally however, the girl wouldn’t keep her distance from her sparkly stalker and chaos would ensue from wars with nomadic wanderers, to Newborn Vampires and eventually even the greatest thorn in the reader’s side, the Volturi…

Oh, yeah! And a few years into her stay? The very moment things begin to calm down after said naive girl gets turned following the birth of a blood-hungry baby with the worst name ever…?

This guy ^^^ would decide to imprint on her the day he comes back from college…