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i'm kind of in the mood to choose one of my old fics to rewrite just to see how much i've grown as a writer, but i haven't written that much in the last few years so i might have not grown at all lol

[byrachel]

here is the unfinished outline and draft of missed calls part two. i’m so sorry i never finished it but i hope you guys like it anyway 😭 if there are any questions regarding this please let me know, im happy to answer it.

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can i request a fanfic where seth and the reader gets into a bad argument. the next day he’s goes off to fight a vampire and gets his ribs crushed. towards the end you could make it FLUFFY😁

SETH CLEARWATER MISSED CALL | part one

word count: 1534

summary: being ignored with good reason for over 4 days, seth decides to pay his girlfriend a visit at school to apologize for his shortcomings, but their conversation ends differently than he had anticipated

warnings: mentions of anxiety, definitely an attempt at writing angst

note: first of all i wanna thank you anon for requesting, because i really liked your idea! i hope this is kind of what you had in mind. i also decided to make it two parts, because this one was getting really long so i hope that one will be out soon too :)

(Y/N) sighed relieved when the last school bell of the week echoed through the classroom. All her classmates, including her, starting packing their bags in a hurry wanting to get home as quickly as possible while the teacher was trying to remind them of the homework they were supposed to hand in by Monday.

(Y/N) yawned as she walked out of the classroom, trying not to get too annoyed by her loud classmates who were already planning on what they were going to later that day. Usually she would tag along, but the lack of sleep was catching up to her and there was no way she wasn’t going straight to bed when she got home.

Dragging her legs through the hallways, she got to her locker where she only had to get her phone. She didn’t even want to turn it on, knowing it would be getting blown up by texts of her boyfriend trying to get her attention. She normally wasn’t one to ignore people because she liked communicating her feelings, but after doing it one too many times she was sick of her feelings being ignored.

It had been almost four whole days since she talked to Seth and she would be lying if she said that it was easy. It was suddenly really quiet around her when she was doing her homework, there was no one to listen to how her day went or to annoy her when things were getting boring. She wanted to pick up her phone whenever he called, texted or left a voicemail but she knew she would just be forgiving him before the cycle continued.

Without alerting any of her friends, (Y/N) decided to leave school not having the energy to explain to them why she had been off the last few days. She walked through the exit door, but stopped in her tracks. From the top of the stairs she could see Seth standing on the parking lot, his hands deep in his pockets as he awkwardly smiled at the students who stared at him. It wasn’t everyday they saw someone new at their school.

She cursed to herself. There was no way she could avoid him, she would have to walk past him and ignoring someone who was right next to you was much harder than simply ignoring a text. As she made her way to the bottom of the stairs, she could see his gaze fall on her. She hated to see how his eyes lit up when he finally saw her again, it was so hard to stay mad at those eyes.

As she walked in his direction he nonchalantly joined her, strolling right next to her with a nervous smile on his face. “I know you’re still mad, but I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

“I’m fine.” She said monotonously, not even looking up at any given moment.

The corners of his mouth dropped. It was clear she still didn’t want to talk to him so they didn’t, walking in complete silence. His head was spinning, trying to come up with ways to talk to his girlfriend, to make up what he had done wrong, but it was no help. Every time he thought he had found something to break the ice she would shoot him down with her short answers, never really acknowledging his attempts to talk about the mistake he made.

When her house was finally in their sight, he started to become even more anxious to talk to her, because there was no way to break her mental walls she build to keep him out. The chance was even slimmer she would let him into her home.

“Baby.” He gently grabbed her by her arm keeping her from walking to her front door. “Please tell me how to make it up to you.” By the tone in his voice she could tell he was getting desperate, but she honestly didn’t want to hear it anymore.

As he pulled her towards him, she was trying to find words which wouldn’t let her spill any tears of frustration. This was how it went the last few times and she forgave him every time, but she was too tired this time. Tired of the empty promises, tired of silently crying the whole night until it was time to get up for school, the worry in the pit of her stomach keeping her from her well needed sleep, while he slept peacefully.

“Why should I?” She sighed, pulling her arm out of his grip. “You ignored me the first ten times, why would it be any different now?” She didn’t even sound mad anymore, just disappointed and broken, it was alarming.

Only after the new born fight (Y/N) grasped how strong vampires actually were and what kind of damage they were able to inflict on others. The fact Jacob got hurt was imprinted on her mind. Although he was one of the strongest members of the pack, a single vampire was able to crush his bones so what would happen if Seth encountered one on his own? 

She had explained to him multiple times she just wanted him to call her after every patrol so she knew he was safe, but Seth couldn’t help passing out right after coming home. He didn’t even think it was unreasonable what she was asking from him, but his head just couldn’t keep up with it when he come home at three in the morning. 

“I’m sorry, I--” He tried to apologize, but (Y/N) held her hand up to stop him before he was able to finish his sentence.

“No, you’re not.” She slightly raised her voice, annoyed at his attempt to make another meaningless apology. She just wanted to see change. “You would do what I asked if you were.”

She sighed softly, almost feeling bad when she saw his shocked expression. She wasn’t sure if it was because she raised her voice or because of what she said, but he wasn’t used to either. In their relationship they never had any arguments before, let alone a real fight. Seth could only stare at her, not knowing how or even if he should say anything back. It wasn’t like it was gonna do any good, he messed up big time. 

She took a second to keep her composure, looking away before her gaze found his sad eyes again. "Is it really that hard to call-- not even a call, a text would be fine too.”  Tears were collecting in the corners of (Y/N)’s eyes as she realized how seriously it actually was. It felt like he was actively ignoring her needs which weren’t even hard meet. She showed him it wasn’t necessary to do what she asked him by forgiving him every time he slipped up, but she had enough. 

“I will.” He stated sternly, trying to show how genuine he was about keeping his promise that time. His heart imploded in on itself seeing his girlfriend fight the tears which threatened to fall down her beautiful face. “I will call, text, just whatever I need to do to fix this.” He swallowed hard, knowing his words weren’t holding any weight. He had told her the exact same thing just right before she started to ignore him, but he didn’t know what else to say. 

“Even if you fix it, does it mean I have to cry every time I want something to change?” She gave him a sarcastic chuckle through her tame sobs, drying the fallen tears from her cheeks with the sleeve of her jacket. “Because if that’s really the case I don’t think I want to be in a relationship with you, Seth.”

His heart sank to his stomach, the blood draining from his face. “No, no. I’ll listen, I swear. I just--” He needed a moment to find the words he was looking for, balling his fists by his side in frustration while he blinked the forming tears away. “I’m not doing this on purpose, I just don’t know how to keep this new lifestyle in balance with my social life-- not that it’s a good excuse, I just need to get used to all this.” He rattled.

“I get it, I really do.” (Y/N) sobbed through her words, her shoulders shuddering. “But I’ve been awake for days at the time with just a few hours of sleep, because I didn’t know if you were okay. It’s just. . . It’s exhausting.”

“What can I do?” Seth repeated once again, his voice basically pleading for forgiveness. A few tears escaped his eyes, staining his cheeks. 

“Just give me space, because I can’t take any decisions like this.” She answered him, referring to her current state of mind. (Y/N) didn’t give Seth any time to process what she had just said, adjusting her schoolbag on her shoulder before she turned around and headed towards her front door again. 

Space, echoed through Seth’s mind as he watched his girlfriend physically and mentally distance herself from him. He didn’t even get a goodbye, the door shutting before he had another chance to say anything else. 

Is this the end of us?

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i’m so glad you posted again 🥹

Standing In The Rain

pairing: Seth x Reader

summary: after weeks of not talking due to secrets being held Seth finally confronts the reader while standing in the rain

warning: angst then fluff 😋

w/c: 1087

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[byrachel]

someone tell this girl to stop harassing me 🤨 /j

can i request a fanfic where seth and the reader gets into a bad argument. the next day he’s goes off to fight a vampire and gets his ribs crushed. towards the end you could make it FLUFFY😁

SETH CLEARWATER MISSED CALL | part one

word count: 1534

summary: being ignored with good reason for over 4 days, seth decides to pay his girlfriend a visit at school to apologize for his shortcomings, but their conversation ends differently than he had anticipated

warnings: mentions of anxiety, definitely an attempt at writing angst

note: first of all i wanna thank you anon for requesting, because i really liked your idea! i hope this is kind of what you had in mind. i also decided to make it two parts, because this one was getting really long so i hope that one will be out soon too :)

(Y/N) sighed relieved when the last school bell of the week echoed through the classroom. All her classmates, including her, starting packing their bags in a hurry wanting to get home as quickly as possible while the teacher was trying to remind them of the homework they were supposed to hand in by Monday.

(Y/N) yawned as she walked out of the classroom, trying not to get too annoyed by her loud classmates who were already planning on what they were going to later that day. Usually she would tag along, but the lack of sleep was catching up to her and there was no way she wasn’t going straight to bed when she got home.

Dragging her legs through the hallways, she got to her locker where she only had to get her phone. She didn’t even want to turn it on, knowing it would be getting blown up by texts of her boyfriend trying to get her attention. She normally wasn’t one to ignore people because she liked communicating her feelings, but after doing it one too many times she was sick of her feelings being ignored.

It had been almost four whole days since she talked to Seth and she would be lying if she said that it was easy. It was suddenly really quiet around her when she was doing her homework, there was no one to listen to how her day went or to annoy her when things were getting boring. She wanted to pick up her phone whenever he called, texted or left a voicemail but she knew she would just be forgiving him before the cycle continued.

Without alerting any of her friends, (Y/N) decided to leave school not having the energy to explain to them why she had been off the last few days. She walked through the exit door, but stopped in her tracks. From the top of the stairs she could see Seth standing on the parking lot, his hands deep in his pockets as he awkwardly smiled at the students who stared at him. It wasn’t everyday they saw someone new at their school.

She cursed to herself. There was no way she could avoid him, she would have to walk past him and ignoring someone who was right next to you was much harder than simply ignoring a text. As she made her way to the bottom of the stairs, she could see his gaze fall on her. She hated to see how his eyes lit up when he finally saw her again, it was so hard to stay mad at those eyes.

As she walked in his direction he nonchalantly joined her, strolling right next to her with a nervous smile on his face. “I know you’re still mad, but I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

“I’m fine.” She said monotonously, not even looking up at any given moment.

The corners of his mouth dropped. It was clear she still didn’t want to talk to him so they didn’t, walking in complete silence. His head was spinning, trying to come up with ways to talk to his girlfriend, to make up what he had done wrong, but it was no help. Every time he thought he had found something to break the ice she would shoot him down with her short answers, never really acknowledging his attempts to talk about the mistake he made.

When her house was finally in their sight, he started to become even more anxious to talk to her, because there was no way to break her mental walls she build to keep him out. The chance was even slimmer she would let him into her home.

“Baby.” He gently grabbed her by her arm keeping her from walking to her front door. “Please tell me how to make it up to you.” By the tone in his voice she could tell he was getting desperate, but she honestly didn’t want to hear it anymore.

As he pulled her towards him, she was trying to find words which wouldn’t let her spill any tears of frustration. This was how it went the last few times and she forgave him every time, but she was too tired this time. Tired of the empty promises, tired of silently crying the whole night until it was time to get up for school, the worry in the pit of her stomach keeping her from her well needed sleep, while he slept peacefully.

“Why should I?” She sighed, pulling her arm out of his grip. “You ignored me the first ten times, why would it be any different now?” She didn’t even sound mad anymore, just disappointed and broken, it was alarming.

Only after the new born fight (Y/N) grasped how strong vampires actually were and what kind of damage they were able to inflict on others. The fact Jacob got hurt was imprinted on her mind. Although he was one of the strongest members of the pack, a single vampire was able to crush his bones so what would happen if Seth encountered one on his own? 

She had explained to him multiple times she just wanted him to call her after every patrol so she knew he was safe, but Seth couldn’t help passing out right after coming home. He didn’t even think it was unreasonable what she was asking from him, but his head just couldn’t keep up with it when he come home at three in the morning. 

“I’m sorry, I--” He tried to apologize, but (Y/N) held her hand up to stop him before he was able to finish his sentence.

“No, you’re not.” She slightly raised her voice, annoyed at his attempt to make another meaningless apology. She just wanted to see change. “You would do what I asked if you were.”

She sighed softly, almost feeling bad when she saw his shocked expression. She wasn’t sure if it was because she raised her voice or because of what she said, but he wasn’t used to either. In their relationship they never had any arguments before, let alone a real fight. Seth could only stare at her, not knowing how or even if he should say anything back. It wasn’t like it was gonna do any good, he messed up big time. 

She took a second to keep her composure, looking away before her gaze found his sad eyes again. "Is it really that hard to call-- not even a call, a text would be fine too.”  Tears were collecting in the corners of (Y/N)’s eyes as she realized how seriously it actually was. It felt like he was actively ignoring her needs which weren’t even hard meet. She showed him it wasn’t necessary to do what she asked him by forgiving him every time he slipped up, but she had enough. 

“I will.” He stated sternly, trying to show how genuine he was about keeping his promise that time. His heart imploded in on itself seeing his girlfriend fight the tears which threatened to fall down her beautiful face. “I will call, text, just whatever I need to do to fix this.” He swallowed hard, knowing his words weren’t holding any weight. He had told her the exact same thing just right before she started to ignore him, but he didn’t know what else to say. 

“Even if you fix it, does it mean I have to cry every time I want something to change?” She gave him a sarcastic chuckle through her tame sobs, drying the fallen tears from her cheeks with the sleeve of her jacket. “Because if that’s really the case I don’t think I want to be in a relationship with you, Seth.”

His heart sank to his stomach, the blood draining from his face. “No, no. I’ll listen, I swear. I just--” He needed a moment to find the words he was looking for, balling his fists by his side in frustration while he blinked the forming tears away. “I’m not doing this on purpose, I just don’t know how to keep this new lifestyle in balance with my social life-- not that it’s a good excuse, I just need to get used to all this.” He rattled.

“I get it, I really do.” (Y/N) sobbed through her words, her shoulders shuddering. “But I’ve been awake for days at the time with just a few hours of sleep, because I didn’t know if you were okay. It’s just. . . It’s exhausting.”

“What can I do?” Seth repeated once again, his voice basically pleading for forgiveness. A few tears escaped his eyes, staining his cheeks. 

“Just give me space, because I can’t take any decisions like this.” She answered him, referring to her current state of mind. (Y/N) didn’t give Seth any time to process what she had just said, adjusting her schoolbag on her shoulder before she turned around and headed towards her front door again. 

Space, echoed through Seth’s mind as he watched his girlfriend physically and mentally distance herself from him. He didn’t even get a goodbye, the door shutting before he had another chance to say anything else. 

Is this the end of us?

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You're Rachel?

Yeah, secretly you're Rachel from twilight 😉

OMG how did you know?

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omg this is adorable!! the dynamic is amazing and they’re hilarious together, i love this so much :((

Seth Clearwater x Reader: Wolf Time

Word Count: 557 Summary: Seth wants to show the Reader his wolf form for the first time.

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   The pair of you had been walking for a few minutes. While it was not something new for you both to do together, the reasoning for the situation was.    “Are you sure?” You asked, looking around at the forest of trees encircling your vision.    “Yeah, totally.” He was practically hopping in place.    From what you were told prior, you were not exactly sure if he was preparing himself, or just full of his usual excitement.    “Um, Seth?” Your hesitance catching his attention. “You as a, uh, wolf, isn’t gonna take out a couple trees or anything, right?”    Bouncing over to you, he shook his head with a laugh. “No, you don’t have to worry about that. Just think, large wolf, not Godzilla.”   You tilted you head at the thought. “Wouldn’t King Kong make more sense for a comparison? I mean…mammals.”    “Hmm, I guess so. Yeah, that’ll work too. All right. Now, are you ready?”    “To see you as a cute puppy? Yes.”    A pout emerged on his face, “I’m not cute—”    “Cuteness is in the eye of the beholder.”    “I’m not so sure that’s the phrase.”

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Words: 410

Character: Seth Clearwater

Summary: Seth is concerned for your well being durning a cold night at the bonfire.

Rating: FLUFF 🥰

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A/N: not me coming back from the dead and posting 💀

“Are you okay?” Seth asked, you were both sitting on a log in front of the campfire. Jacob decided to have a bonfire on the beach so everyone could be together. You knew the real reason why he did it, it was the guy’s way of congratulating Seth for imprinting on you. They said it was him finally entering his manhood, it was complete bullshit but you went with it anyway.

“Yes, I’m fine.” Lie, it was in the middle of November, the wind was blowing and the temperature dropped severely. It was so cold that the lake near the house was completely frozen. Just thinking about the cold weather made you shiver.

He must have noticed you shiver or your teeth chattering against one another. Unlike him, you couldn’t produce an abundant amount of heat so of course, you were cold. The big winter jacket you were wearing had no aid.

He got up from his spot on the log, it was colder now that he was gone.“If you’re cold we can go home (Y/N). I don’t want you getting a cold out here.” He held out his hand for you to grab, You forcefully pulled him down so he was sitting next to you again, your arms were looped around his. The heat was now engulfing the right side of your face. “I’m fine, I swear Seth.” You murmured on his shoulder.

Seth pulled you in closer, his lips connecting with the top of your forehead. “I’m pretty sure the people in the next state can hear your teeth chattering.”

“Well let them listen, I’m not going home Seth.”

“Here.” You felt his arms wrap around your knees, he pulled you up so you were now sitting on his lap. “Now you’re warm.”

“Barely, but we’re going to get there.”

The warmth of his body engulfed yours slowly. Seth had moved you guys closer to the log so you could be closer by the fire. Your hands still trembled from the cold but your boyfriend fixed them. He brought your fingers up to his lips, kissing them softly.

“Eww, they taste like smoke.” Seth gagged in disgust throwing your hands back to your side. His tongue hung out of his mouth panting out. You shoved him for making fun of you.

“You’re such an ass Seth.”

He giggled, kissing you on the forehead. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too Seth.”

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i’ve barely been on here how am i almost at 600 followers 😭 i’m very grateful tho!! you guys always give me a spark of inspiration when i least expect it and i love that, thank you so much 🥰

[byrachel]

part 2 of cursed fates? it was soooooo good 😆

im responding to this months later, im so sorry 😭 and it’s not that i don’t want to post a part two, i just wouldn’t know what to write for it. i thought i did know where i wanted it to go but every time i go to my document i just stare at that blank page. bc do i want it to be a happy ending? a sad ending? i don’t know

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YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING

THANK YOU SO MUCH! you have no idea how happy that makes me :( I really appreciate it so much <33

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IM BEGGING YOU TO WRITE MORE CONTENT! PLEASE 😭

note: your wish is my command anon :)

content / warnings: jacob black x gender neutral reader, mentions and descriptions of depression

There were barely any moments Jacob was glad he was familiar with the signs -- he hated spending mornings longing for when he could crawl back into bed at night, he hated how simply taking care of himself was starting to wear him down, he hated how the little things he looked forward to every day lost their charm and he hated how every day was starting to feel the same -- but the moment he recognized the signs in you, there was the smallest part of him glad he had the experience and knowledge to come to your rescue.

There was nothing he desired more than pulling you out of that dark hole with ease, taking that weight of your shoulders just to see a glimpse of your smile and that sparkle in your eyes whenever you looked at him. He was well aware he couldn’t save you from that dark cloud consuming you, but he was determined to try everything in his power to make it at least more tolerable for however long it decided to last.

And that’s how you found yourself on the floor of your bathroom, your head tilted over the edge of the bathtub as the shower head drenched your entangled hair. Your boyfriend leaned over you, shower head in one hand and white toothed comb in the other, patiently and tenderly raking it through the ends of your strands. 

He maneuvered his eyes between your locks of hair and your face, watching closely to assure he wasn’t hurting you and making sure to check in with as soon as your closed eyes even twitched in the slightest.

And fortunately you were not hurt, but it was almost impossible to keep the tears from escaping, embarrassment overwhelming you. You never intended to end up helpless enough for your boyfriend to fish you out of bed and offer you to help you take care of yourself, and with every stroke of his fingers against your scalp, the resentment towards yourself grew.

“Don’t think about it too much.” Jacob spoke softly as soon as he felt you tremble under his touch, trying your hardest to contain and keeping yourself from further humiliation. It was moments like these you realized how easy it was for him to read you and as much as you hated that no thoughts seemed to be private anymore, you loved the reassurance without having to spill a thing. “I know what it feels like to hate yourself for not taking care of yourself.” 

You sniffled at his words, your poorly upheld composure crumbling even more at those heartfelt words as tears streamed down your face. 

“You’d do the same thing for me, wouldn’t you?” 

You didn’t have the words to respond and nodded weakly, hoping he would settle for your non verbal answer. 

“Exactly, so don’t feel bad.” He whispered, his warm breath fanning against your face as he leaned in, his lips briefly touching your forehead to emphasize his willingness of his service to you.

You weren’t quite at peace with the situation yet, but you knew you would never question his love for you again.

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IM BEGGING YOU TO WRITE MORE CONTENT! PLEASE 😭

note: your wish is my command anon :)

content / warnings: jacob black x gender neutral reader, mentions and descriptions of depression

There were barely any moments Jacob was glad he was familiar with the signs -- he hated spending mornings longing for when he could crawl back into bed at night, he hated how simply taking care of himself was starting to wear him down, he hated how the little things he looked forward to every day lost their charm and he hated how every day was starting to feel the same -- but the moment he recognized the signs in you, there was the smallest part of him glad he had the experience and knowledge to come to your rescue.

There was nothing he desired more than pulling you out of that dark hole with ease, taking that weight of your shoulders just to see a glimpse of your smile and that sparkle in your eyes whenever you looked at him. He was well aware he couldn’t save you from that dark cloud consuming you, but he was determined to try everything in his power to make it at least more tolerable for however long it decided to last.

And that’s how you found yourself on the floor of your bathroom, your head tilted over the edge of the bathtub as the shower head drenched your entangled hair. Your boyfriend leaned over you, shower head in one hand and white toothed comb in the other, patiently and tenderly raking it through the ends of your strands. 

He maneuvered his eyes between your locks of hair and your face, watching closely to assure he wasn’t hurting you and making sure to check in with as soon as your closed eyes even twitched in the slightest.

And fortunately you were not hurt, but it was almost impossible to keep the tears from escaping, embarrassment overwhelming you. You never intended to end up helpless enough for your boyfriend to fish you out of bed and offer you to help you take care of yourself, and with every stroke of his fingers against your scalp, the resentment towards yourself grew.

“Don’t think about it too much.” Jacob spoke softly as soon as he felt you tremble under his touch, trying your hardest to contain and keeping yourself from further humiliation. It was moments like these you realized how easy it was for him to read you and as much as you hated that no thoughts seemed to be private anymore, you loved the reassurance without having to spill a thing. “I know what it feels like to hate yourself for not taking care of yourself.” 

You sniffled at his words, your poorly upheld composure crumbling even more at those heartfelt words as tears streamed down your face. 

“You’d do the same thing for me, wouldn’t you?” 

You didn’t have the words to respond and nodded weakly, hoping he would settle for your non verbal answer. 

“Exactly, so don’t feel bad.” He whispered, his warm breath fanning against your face as he leaned in, his lips briefly touching your forehead to emphasize his willingness of his service to you.

You weren’t quite at peace with the situation yet, but you knew you would never question his love for you again.

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