#Dance Party Aesthetic

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The kind of parties I need, on the furthest edge of the world. | Come unto these yellow sands, 1842, by Richard Dadd.

[atomic-chronoscaph]

At Studio 54 in the late 1970s

[uschigirlie]

❀ 𝐔𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐞𝐫 (𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝟕𝟎𝐬) ❀

[shallow-www]

About a party

[peachesandpot]

let’s go on a trip 👽🛸✨

[esotericscenefurry]

what a decade it's been... let's say goodbye to 2014 as 2024 comes to a close... xP

[pics from Nov 9th, 2024 Double Scorpio Birthday Party]

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[yoan-le-grall]

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[fashionteahouse]

Can I please request a Paul or Sam x reader where she like to party a lot is always dragging him and the pack to different clubs

Of course! Hope you enjoy :)

Dance the night away - sam x reader

The pack were over as usual, hanging out and eating the food you made for everyone. Plans about going out were differentiated between the pack.

After they couldn’t come to an agreement. A pack member speaks in defeat.

“I dont think i’m going out this weekend. There’s nothing to do.” Embry says with such disappointment.

You overhear him say this and chime in, “What? There’s plenty to do.”

“Let me guess. Dancing?” Sam says. He knows that’s what you loved to do. Partying was your way of letting your hair down. You just liked having a good time. Plus, it didn’t hurt if a little alcohol was involved. To be honest, as soon as Sam said it, you already had an outfit planned ready to go in your head.

“Yeah.” you say sheepishly but you piped up a bit, “I mean when we do go, we always have a good time.”

“That’s true. We do…but it seems like we go to club after club after club...”

This makes the room chuckle in agreement, even you joined in. You couldn’t help it. They close the clubs early and it messes up your vibe. You like to enjoy the experience.

“I mean..I’m down.” Paul says.

You shoot him a grin and hope that it’s voted in your favor.

Sam makes just that the plan when he simply says, “I mean, we all need to let our hair down. It wouldn’t hurt.”

When you two are alone, you show off your outfit to Sam.

“Do you like it?”

“I love it.” He definitely couldn’t keep your hands off of you and even nuzzle your neck, caressing your skin with his hands.

“I’m glad you’re coming with me. We’re going to have fun.” you reassure him and he looks happy.

You had such a long week and couldn’t wait to have your hair down.

Sam stares down at his beautiful partner, knowing how beautiful they are. He knew partying was your element and he loved it when you were in the zone.

Man, did you have a ball. You were pumped with good energy and the dance floor was yours. You knew to not drink too much, you didn’t want a banging headache the next morning. You danced with each member but always resorted to grinding on Sam, with moves you knew he liked.

The music was good and vibrating off the walls and floor. The pack members didn’t have an ounce of boredom in them. Some were flirting it up with girls that knew how to dance in rhythm with them.

The club MC announced that the club was closing early for the night and put on one last song. It was only 2AM and felt like that was too early and didn’t want to go home.

Sam tried to cheer you up by doing a corny move. You unwillingly cracked a smile.

“Aww come on Y/N, you were having fun.” he presses.

An idea was brought upon your attention and you became focused on that.

“Can we please go to another club?” you ask him with innocent eyes.

“You’re trying to go to another club??” Sam asks in disbelief.

“It’s only 2 in the morning!” You say.

Sam just looks at you. “I’ll tell you what, if they want to,” eying the pack members, “then yeah.” he says.

You rush over to the pack members who were dancing with girls. You persuade them to take the party to another place, determined not to have the night end just yet. Even getting the girls involved by thumping in their heads of how the night is still young.

The girls are down, they just want more time with the shape shifters. They were having the time of their lives with hot guys. Hell would freeze over before they would turn down that idea.

The pack mumble amongst themselves, not knowing whether or not to agree to the plans.

Jacob even pulling you to the side saying, “I want to pack it in for tonight.”

“Come onnn, you guys are no fun. So much for wolf stamina.” you say lowly.

That’s how you got your way of going to the next club. The next club you all went to, was kind of dry. But, you knew how to pump up the volume of the excitement. You finally got your way and you weren’t going to let it get to waste. The club eventually followed your lead of getting hype with the music and environment. You danced and danced the night away with Sam living it up right with you.

As the night went on, more people were coming in, making you glad you still stayed out. Better music was coming on, people full fledged giving their hearts out to the dance floor, and laughable moments that none of them forget. Inside jokes in the making.

Your voice and hoarse from screaming lyrics. Your cheeks were sore from smiling because of the good time you were having.

You all decide to get something to eat once you guys had enough for the night. Some having drunk munchies. You all were wiped and satisfied with your night.

The next day, you were ready to go again.

“Y/N, we had a good time with you, but damn not another club.” Jared says over the phone.

You were calling everybody, inviting them back out.

“Come on. You’re doing nothing but sitting in the house.” You point out to him. He agrees.

“Y/N, they’re not going to want to go out.” Sam says chuckling.

“They will. You would be lying if you said you didn’t have a good time.”

“I did.” he says to you lowly. He liked how you brought out his guilty pleasure.