#I’d love to receive some romantic asks about us! I am dating this wolf boy who I named Keita!

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Survey #361

“the world is a vampire, sent to drain”

Have you ever been through a phase of thinking emo guys were hot? A phase? Hunny, they're still hot lmao. Have you ever dated someone that could play an instrument? Yeah. Juan could play guitar, and Girt played I think the tuba in band. What’s so horrible about wearing leggings like pants? I've actually never understood why people freak about this. Like so long as they're not sheer and fit you fine, why exactly is this a problem...? Weirdest picture you’ve ever taken of yourself? Oh dear. When someone claims to be suicidal, do you take them seriously? FUCK you if you don't. Honest to god, fuck you. This is NOT something you just don't even blink at. Even if it's surprising to hear from that person, you take that shit seriously and try to talk to them about it. Ever been kicked out of anywhere? Colleen's house. Ever had Skittles vodka? No, but that shit sounds good. Ever punched someone in the face? No. If you haven’t, do you want to now? Uh, I'll pass. Do you truly HATE anyone? No one I know personally, but people like rapists, pedophiles, etc., I sure as hell do hate them. Most historical/famous landmark/building you’ve been to in your country? No clue. Favorite flavor for most things? Strawberry, watermelon, or blue raspberry, depending on what the thing is. Ever taken pictures in a photobooth? Who with? Yeah: Summer, Jason, and I'm pretty sure Sara and I did? What is the closest book to you? It's a full collection of Poe's poetry that Mom got me. Are you reading it or someone else? I'm not right now. I may eventually. Milkshakes or Sundaes? Hm, I gotta go with milkshakes. Do you like watermelons more or cherries? I'm not a fan of either, but I'd definitely pick watermelons over cherries. Who was the last person you ate with? My family and I went to Ichiban (a Japanese steakhouse that we have here where they cook directly in front of you) yesterday to celebrate Nicole's graduation. Do you prefer broccoli or asparagus? Broccoli. I hate asparagus. Do you have any bug bites? No. Do you have any flowers in your room? No. Do you know anyone that owns horses? Loosely, anyway. It's a family I took pictures for, and I still have the mother on Facebook. When you were little, did you ever go to feed the ducks? Yes, I LOVED doing that. Don't feed ducks bread, by the way. Have you seen any of the seven wonders of the world in person? No. Have you ever won anything out of one of those crane machines? Yeah. Can you remember being taught how to ride a bike? Was it hard for you? Yeah. I don't THINK it was too hard. Did you get carded the last time you ordered an alcoholic drink? No. Do you know anyone who uses medical marijuana? No, it's not legal here. Do you know anyone who’s died in childbirth? No. Which was the worst phase in your life? 2016 was. Towards the end of '15 was the breakup, and through aaaaaaall of 2016, I was just dead inside and totally useless. Every day I wanted to be dead. Can you remember your last dream? I had a nightmare some stupid kids were fucking with my snake Venus, so I was trying to protect her. Do you ever use Snapchat? No, I don't have one. What’s your favorite musical? I don't like musicals. What happened at the last party you went to? Summer prepared some little Halloween treat bags for us guests, we watched a horror movie, and everyone but me smoked some weed. Are you more comfortable sitting or lying down? I would assume everyone is more comfortable lying down... Have you ever been a fan of N*Sync? Yeah, as a kiddo. Favorite kind of cake: Red velvet, yum yum. What is your middle name? Marie. TV shows and anime you watch regularly: None. Do you want to have a big family in the future? Just a big family of pets with a spouse. What was the last thing you did that gave you a rush? Oh boy, I couldn't tell ya. Is Vegas one of your must-see places? No. Pet rat: yay or nay? YAY!! I've had many, but I don't think I'll get any more. I've just had bad luck with them, save for one that died of cancer at an old age. Would you call yourself a writer? Written any stories lately? Yeah. I haven't really written any big RP posts of the late, but I did recently write a poem. Are needles something that you’re afraid of? Okay, so this is super weird. Tattoos and piercings? No problem. Little prick, getting blood drawn, that sorta little stuff, no problem. I am, however, NOT a fan of big needles, which used to not be an issue. It's actually kinda recent, and it's why I'm nervous about my second Covid shot coming up, aha... What was the last unexpected hug you gave/received? I really haven't had an unexpected hug since Jason asked for one before he left my house after our final talk. Who was the last person you held hands with? Either my niece or nephew. Have you ever been in a parade before? If so, was it on TV? No. Do you have a fear of rollercoasters? If so, were you ever forced to go on one? If you don’t, what is your favorite rollercoaster? I have a big fear of them, yeah. Post a picture of you from a recent time. Don't feel like it. Who was the last person to give you some of their food? Miss Tobey let me try one of her dumplings yesterday when we were at Ichiban for dinner. The last person you met, what was your first impression of them? I actually didn't quite like her. Have you ever been to a football game? Yeah, because my sister was a cheerleader. Do you like the snow or rain better? Snowwww. Have you ever faked sick? Yeah. What is your blood-type? A-. Have you ever eaten a bug? Not knowingly. The last time you were in the fridge, what were you looking for? Salsa. Mom got these veggie chips at the store and they apparently taste better with salsa, which it did. They weren't great, though. Are you listening to anything at the moment? It's Gab Smolders' turn for me to watch her Resident Evil 8 upload, haha. I'm literally watching three different people (Mark, John Wolfe, and her) play it. Can you take a bra off with one hand? I haven't tried, I think? I doubt I could, given that I'm not exactly small. Do you have an innie or an outie bellybutton? Innie. Can you crack your neck? NOOOOO AND DO NOT DO IT AROUND ME YOURSELF. Are you donating your organs? Yeah; what am I gonna use 'em for? It just seems like a waste otherwise. They're just gonna decay. When was the last time you talked to you mom? Before she left with Tobey to go to the store. Do you like pumpkin pie? NO. I don't like pie, and I hate pumpkin. Do you own your own computer? Yeah. Did you ever have to share a room with one of your siblings? Yeah; growing up, my little sister and I did. Is there any piece of technology you want to buy? I REALLY want a PS4. Did you ever have a night light when you were a kid? Yeah. What TV show had you hooked from the very first episode? Meerkat Manor, 100%. I had to know that Shakespeare was okay. What is your least favorite Sour Patch Kids color? Orange or red, can't pick. Have you ever seen the movie Matilda? YES! I love that movie. What is the weirdest chant you have ever heard? Uh, idk. How are you feeling? Annoyed and hurt as fuck because shit Miss Tobey says without thinking for a single goddamn second. I'm honestly beyond sick of this woman. Do you know anyone with a unibrow? I don't think so. Doughy or saucy pizza? Doughy. Do you have anything that’s limited edition? Yeah. Do you have an air freshener in your bathroom? If so, what scent? I... think we do? If so though, I just don't notice it. The bathroom doesn't smell like anything in particular. Do you like Jalapeno Cheetos? Oh man, I forgot about those! Love 'em. Are you a fan of salads? Yeah, they're fine. I have to be in the mood for one, though. What’s one random thing that you don’t like? Uhhh carrots. What’s one random thing that you like? Shrimp. Do you like chicken noodle soup? I don't. Is it easy for you to accept loss? NOPE. I'm the absolute worst with it. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? I really wanna see Sara, so take me to Illinois. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? No, but a former best friend had her birthday the day before mine. Is there someone you just can’t imagine your life without? Not anymore, honestly. After Jason, I stopped that "I can't live without you" mindset. Truth is I'm going to lose people through life, and I'm not attaching my ability to happily exist to anyone. Are you wearing a ring? Two. Have your friends ever stopped by your house just to say hi? In the past, yeah. Do you like Chinese food? Not really. I only ever get pork fried rice and eggrolls from Chinese restaurants. Have you done any shopping for something in specific recently? No. Do you still live in your hometown? No. What was the reason behind the last time you stayed up all night? I don't recall, honestly. I haven't done that in a very long time. Have you ever had a UFO sighting or a sighting of strange lights in the sky? A very strange light, yes. Have you ever seen your mom or dad drunk? Yes to both. Seeing Mom drunk is very, very rare though. My dad was an alcoholic when I was growing up, so I saw him drunk plenty. Do your parents vote? Mom does, idk about Dad. Who’s the most romantic person you ever went out with? Jason. What restaurant has the best fries? Nowhere has anything on Bojangle's, y'all. Have you ever had a surprise party thrown for you? No.

[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

Slow Life (Chop and Change, Part 5.)

Series descriprion: Twenty years ago, you’ve given a promise to a boy who claimed to imprint on you. Against your will, you decided to keep it and to visit La Push just to see if anything has changed.

Part summary: The life at La Push slowly moves forward, and even your date day with Seth came along... But it did go nothing as you wished it would go.

A/N: Okay, I am not trying to make anyone look bad in here, I just think that La Pushers know a lot about vampires at that point - so they wouldn’t pressure vampire into doing something that’s not vampire-like

Also, the next part will be significantly shorter... You’ll see why.

Warning: It’s highly recommended to read the Football Time miniseries first since this contains an unlike pairing which is explained in the series, also the circumstances are given there.

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Tagging: @nemodoren​. @missdictatorme​

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"Well, start talking. We've been betting!" - Alice cried out with laughter as most of the Cullens gathered in front of the computer screen. You and Emmett were sitting on the other side. It was fun that Alice couldn't see anything that was about to happen to you or Emmett clearly, simply because of the number of shapeshifters you've been around. On what they've been betting, you were afraid to even guess. Yet at least one of the vampires had basic decent manners - and without any surprise, it was Carlisle. Of course, it was Carlisle. - "Is Seth doing better now?" - Doctor Cullen asked from behind all of his children gathering in front of the notebook, with concern in his voice. Both you and Emmett looked at each other with nasty giggles.

"First and foremost, everyone's doing good and we have to tell you a ton of 'Hi' from the Quileutes. They were asking about you." - You started to address as an adult would, but Emmett jumped into your speech. - "She's smelling like a wet dog and also forgot her blouse at his house, so," - "Emmett! Goddamn it." - You cried out but saw as both Bella and Rosalie gave Alice ten dollars. The future-seeing vampire just smiled happily, accepting the pocked cash. - "What the hell is that about?" - You opened up your mouth and wiggled your head. - "We were betting that it will take him at least a month to get under your skin. But Seth has his ways, as I see... Ew. That sounds gross." - Bella grinned at what she had said. Any of them had seen the man grown-up; most of them remembered him as a small kid.

"And I also kicked her ass when we've been chopping wood." - Emmett said proudly, looking at you. - "Don't worry, we hadn't hurt anyone, and Sam's glad he has an entire pile of wood for the winter. Children were standing far away." - You both started talking over each other, telling the Cullens about how you're doing in Forks and mainly in La Push, telling them every small detail.

You spent almost the whole night on the facetime, the Cullens changing in front of the screen. The only one who seemed to firmly believe that Seth will find his way, other than Alice, was Edward - so they've split the cash into halves. Whether metaphorically or literally, you didn't know, but you could imagine these to empty brains cutting the banknotes in halves. Just when you were about to end the call, Alice started to talk about some wedding which was including you too much for your liking - at that moment, you decided to do the laundry and to give yourself another long bath, since Emmett could smell the wet dog from you for miles.

The other morning, it was Friday, it was nice and sunny - so you decided to spend the day in the woods, hunting You were preparing for Port Angeles and Emmett heard, that there was too many bears at Mount Rock. To be honest, you had a ton of fun while fighting the bear. As you were walking to the Cullen house, it was twilight once more, leaving the woods in a nice, violet undertone for a moment before the night covered it. It was cloudy again, so this time, there were no stars. It was beautiful nonetheless - the way the moon was lighting the clouds from the inside was magnificent. - "I'll be leaving tomorrow." - Emmett said quietly, leading the way. Even though his voice didn't carry any emotion, you could tell he was smiling. - "I suppose I'll be going on my own, huh?" - At that, he sneakily looked at you.

"Unfortunately." - You agreed, but really, it could be heard that he's happy for you. And you were happy as well. It was still a mystery to you. How could the man look past your walls as fast as he did? Sure, he was very intuitive and notice when it came to you, but this was still scarily fast. But yeah, you liked him. And at that point, it was only slightly upsetting you. You only cared about Seth being alive and well. Maybe the imprinting was both-sided after all? Because the more time you spent with him, the more you appreciated him and cared for him. Soon, there won't be any alarm triggered in your head. - "Can I have at least one wish before I leave?" - He stopped and put his big palm on your shoulder. - "We'll see."

"I want to be your best man." - He smiled, watching a variety of emotions going through your face in the space of a minute. - "Fuck you." - Was all you could say before you took the lead yourself, walking to the house.

It was strange, the whole 'trying to look good for someone' thing. It was the first day in the centuries you've spent in front of the wardrobe, which you were allowed to use all you wanted, choosing what you'll wear. In the end, you didn't want to look too suspicious for the others in Port Angeles to notice, so you just chose a simple outfit.

Emmett left early in the morning, leaving you all alone in the Cullen residence - which was there for you as long as you'd need it. The closer you got to the evening, the more nervous you were. What on earth you were nervous about? Seth was all over the place for you since the time he first laid his eyes on you and you still were nervous because you didn't want to say something bad, look bad, stare all the time or do something to make him angry. He was important to you. As stupidly as it sounded, he found his way around you in a week. It couldn't be called 'loving', not just yet, but you did think about him as of your date.

Around six in the evening, you were there to pick him up. There was still enough time for you to have dinner before choosing some movie. Yet when you stopped the engine, you've noticed something different about him. - "Where did you leave your hair?" - You wondered, coming closer so you could touch him. Sure, he kept the hair long enough for some curls waving at the top of his hair, which were still falling into his forehead; but the long, black hair was gone. - "I need to keep it short because of the shifting. It gets annoying when you drag your fur on the soil." - Seth smiled and pulled out the flower he was hiding out of sight.

It was a rose, red as blood. Ironic, but still poetic. - "It's one of the flowers that are preserved. It should age slower." - He whispered when you just stood there, quietly watching the flower. He almost didn't notice a swift movement of your forearm that hugged his side, dragging him closer. It was a moment so quick and full of force that for a moment, Seth could barely breathe. Damn, you were a strong one. - "It's beautiful." - With a small smile, you kissed him on the edge of his jaw. - "Uh, seems like a have to get over the smell again." - You mumbled, ruining the romantic moment for good.

"Last time, you seemed to be doing good." - Seth rose his eyebrows and watched you opening the window in the kitchen, about which you already knew that can be opened with little force. Quickly, you put the rose into an empty vase before sliding back to Seth, closing the window behind. - "Hm." - He furrowed and put both his hands on his sides. - "What?" - "I might get as well rid of the door since you seem to be thinking it's useless." - This genuinely made you smile as he bumped his elbow to your shoulder, kissing the top of your head.

"Back to the previous topic. I was doing good because I spent more than twenty-four hours inside your bed, where your smell is the most intense." - "But you've been shopping?" - Seth answered with confusion, following you to the car. - "Who said I've been breathing there? I couldn't smell other smells, because I would have a hard time getting used to you when I'd get back." - The man looked at you for a second - his lips formed a straight line. So, just the way he did, you stood in the open door to your car with a smile.

"When I look at you, I see a funny, beautiful, and caring woman. But then I remember that you're a vampire and you, vampires, do a ton of weird stuff." - "What are you talking about? I'm not weird. Also, you change into a big fluffy dog, and?" - With that, Seth leaned his elbows into the top of the car and looked you in the eyes as he started to count on his fingers. - "You sit and stare without moving for hours, you never use the door or ask permission to enter a house, you just stop breathing for an unlimited amount of time... But this is what makes you fun. I like that you're weird. Normal isn't something for me, I think." - And with that, another kind smile spread all over Seth's face. Dear Lord, he was handsome and the shorter hair, even if long waves were your favorite without a question, was suiting him in away.

"As you mentioned the wolf thing... You know how you said my smell provokes your nose?" - Seth asked after a moment as you drove to Port Angeles. He noticed that you drive fast, not as fast as the Cullens, but you still were stepping over the speed limit. Yet, most likely, you weren't about to receive a fine - since Charlie had still a very strong connection to the Forks PD and if everything will go well, you will be Charlie's daughter-in-law one day. Yet your madman driving style was making him furrow at times. - "Yeah, it's just how it is." - You answered his question, quickly gazing at the man. - "I'll need to change for a day, maybe two. It's getting hard for me not to shift in your presence." - "Oh."

It almost came across as if you were... Not disappointed, just confused. Yeah, sure, you understood his natural need to change, but you forgot that he might be changing more just because you'll be around. Sure, you were irritated by the smell as well - but you still weren't changing into a huge dog. Yet Seth just needed to do that and he'll continue with needing it. - "Do you think we'll be able to figure it out, someday? You know, how to... Prolong it or something? I don't know how that works." - The way you shrugged your shoulders was extremely telling - it almost seemed that you're worried for Seth. What if he doesn't like to shift into a wolf? What if he'd like to stop one day? What would this mean for you?

But just because Seth wasn't a mind reader, he didn't understand what this was about. So, he just told you what was on his mind. - "It took you one day to get used to the smell, right?" - "I still felt it. It just got less intense, but it wasn't that bad anymore." - "I think I can do something similar. I just need time to get used to you being around just like you do. Naturally, you're a vampire, so even I wouldn't ever hurt you, my body still tells me that I need to change as soon as I can. Now, I'll need to change every two or three days to stay cool when I'm with you, but maybe after a year or two, I'll last a week or a month. We don't know that." - With that, the man put his palm on yours, which was holding the shift lever. - "What if you won't want to do it anymore? What then?" - The hand was making you nervous, but to be honest, you were interested in the answer more than in some damn hand holding yours. But Seth's grin gave you a slight help before you tried to guess. - "For a reason, there's no way in the world you'd stop with it, huh?" - You guessed, but Seth's grin gave it all away. It wasn't even a joke.

"I need to explain to you what's imprinting about again, don't I. The thing is - you're immortal. You're a vampire, you won't age, you won't die of sickness, you won't be any less beautiful than you're now. And if you don't age, what should make me wanna age?" - Seth asked you, and even though it was a rhetorical question, you still stopped at the aging thing. - "Shifters don't age at all? I thought that maybe, you're just getting old slower or something like that." - This was news to you, but it was good ones. - "No. Not a day since we start shifting. I guess you'll be stuck with me." - Suddenly, you moved his hand back, now having a big, bright smile.

"Keep that hand on your lap, sir, I'm still a strong, single lady." - Quickly, you placed a peck on his knuckles before you removed his palm from the lever because it was making you nervous.. - "And you'll stay strong. Just not single." - Seth muttered out under his breath. And though you should pretend that you didn't hear that, you smiled at the remark. It was fast, it was sudden, unexpected, but probably it was just the thing you needed in your life. Someone to share it with. And Seth, with both his kind personality and sometimes sassy sense of humor, seemed like a good person to choose.

He was like a ray of damn sunshine - the brightest you've met until that day. And if the imprinting meant that have found your soulmate which whom you were about to spend the rest of your damn days, if this wasn't any different from human/shifter imprinting, this ray was about to shine through each of your days.

Being on a date with him, an official one, about which you were so nervous, was kind of magical in the end. Seth told you to which restaurant in Port Angeles you should drive to - you had about an hour and a half to eat something before the last movie would be projected. About which you seemed untypically nervous - but Seth was more confused about something different. - "What did you just do?" - The man asked unbelievably and leaned his elbows to the desk of the table. You were sitting at a small table in the corner of the room, there was a basket with small pieces of bread in the middle of the table along with a lit-up candle. - "I think it's obvious when we're in a restaurant?" - It was a nonchalant response as you leaned closer to him as well, smiling into his surprised expression. - "You've just ordered food." - "Yeah, because we are sitting in a damn restaurant." - Seth furrowed even more after hearing those words, thinking about what you were saying. - "You don't have to pretend that you're eating normal food... For me. You know that right?" - It wasn't supposed to hurt you at all, Seth just didn't understand why you were making yourself do something you didn't want to. He didn't want you to do stuff that was unnatural just for the sake of it.

But it did hurt your feelings in some way. If Seth wouldn't stop at you ordering dinner, you wouldn't even flinch. You'd eat everything they would serve you, without stopping to think about it. You'll throw it up later, of course, but you wanted Seth to feel more human in your presence. - "Okay." - You said simply, having a saddened grin on your face. When Seth realized you maybe were trying to make him feel natural, he leaned over the table to catch your hand. - "I'm a big boy, I'll eat your food." - "Stop that, you'll be sick. I just let it lay on the table." - "Oh, you don't know what you're in for, do you?" - Seth's face lit up with a flirty smile as he gently put his lips on your knuckles. - "Miss, you need to learn how to cook, because my stomach doesn't have an end. Every shifter is like that." - There was a small while when Seth looked away from you he was lost in his memories there. - "Just after I started shifting, Sam took us to Emily almost every damn day. And the woman cooked baked and prepared hoards, tons of food every time she heard we were about to visit. Any food ever remained after us. We're like damn animals." - With that, he took both your palm to both of his. He was so much warmer, softer, and bigger than your palms almost lost as he gently held them.

"And I can promise you that whatever you'll cook, even if it will be some experiment or if it just won't work out, I'll eat it." - Hearing those words was so sweet. Seth was ready for the first few months, years most likely. There was a lot for you to learn about, especially when you couldn't taste normal human food and smelled it very subjectively. Cooking as a whole will be hard as hell for you and Seth could already tell that you'll be sticking your arms to pots and catch hot pans to your palms, yet he was willing to eat all of it. He trusted you not to poison him. Which made you smile back with shining eyes. - "It'll take some time before I learn how Emily bakes her muffins." - You answered with a smile and quickly squeezed his palms with yours, not letting go of them.

There was something else making Seth furrow. Without a doubt, the vampire transformation appeared to make you the apex predator for humans. It could be the smell, he could smell something flowery under the rotten tomatoes, it could be the way you spoke, moved, thought... But it was most likely your appearance that made a lot of the men in the restaurant stare at you shamelessly. For him, there was anyone prettier than you - to describe you, he wasn't able to use words. But he could see the stares, he was able to guess the thoughts they had... And it was very unsettling.

"Stop paying them attention, come on." - You smiled and put your palms back on your lap, leaning your back into the chair as the waitress put both the plates on the table. Her eyebrows rose when she noticed there wasn't any place on your side of the table and your boyfriend was seemingly ready to eat both the plates. - "Lasagne?" - She asked nervously, pretty sure that it were you, who ordered this particular food. Without looking up from Seth's face, you almost whispered. - "Both are his." - "But..." - The woman took in a short breath, watching you sitting there with your palms in your lap. - "He's hungry. Give him both the servings." - This time, you rose your eyes to her. For a moment, she couldn't catch her breath - she was barely one year old when Cullens had left, which meant that she couldn't meet any vampires. This was her first time seeing someone so breathtakingly beautiful and charming. Without further opposition, she put both plates in front of Seth and left the table, suddenly being all sweaty and weirdly nervous.

"You didn't have to do that. The poor girl would give me the meal anyway." - Seth mumbled, watching both the plates to decide which he would eat first. The lasagna looked delicious, but the pasta he ordered did look good too. - "I didn't do anything." - Oh. Okay. Maybe you didn't have this effect on Seth, because he realized a fairly long time ago that you were not only beautiful but mesmerizing as well. Maybe you didn't do this to him because the imprinting made him fall in love either way, without using your vampire charm on him. - "Okay." - Seth ended the topic, diving right into the lasagna.

You were doing it again. There you were, leaning your back into the chair below, without any sign of movement or breathing. The eyes in a color of caramel were stuck at him and him only, he didn't even know if you have blinked. This time, however, you watched him devour the food at almost a fascinating speed, having a small smile on your face. Then he drank both glasses of wine, straightening when he was done with the food.

Just when you thought you're going to see a movie, Seth stopped you. - "What are you doing? We have less than twenty minutes." - "Do you want to go see a human movie. Come on, we both know you're not interested in any stuff like that." - This had hurt you once more. Why was he like that? Was it so hard for him to believe that you're interested in having a normal human date? - "I have something better for you. It's just as fun, I swear." - The man said with a smile and put his hand in front of you, wiggling his fingers as he waited for the keys from your car. - "Do you think I can't act like a damn human for an evening? What's your point? First, you don't let me eat my damn food, and now, you... Seth, why are you doing this to me?" - This date was starting to be a disaster. At least from your point of view. Although you had a feeling that Seth doesn't see you as humanlike, his smile widened even more. - "This is just as human. And as I said, more fun. Don't you trust me?" - With a charming smile, the man wiggled his fingers again. It wasn't making you happy to give him the keys, but you did so nonetheless.

Your eyes were throwing knives, daggers, and bolts of lightning when you realized he's driving to the First Beach located under the cliff he took you a week ago. Oh wow. You couldn't wait to spend time with the girls who quite obviously didn't like you.

Yet when he opened the door for you, like the gentleman he was, you were curious when you realized the voices were male. Sure, there were the girls who didn't like you at all, but there were more boys you weren't quite able to recognize. They weren't at Sam's grill party, these were a lot younger. - "Time to meet the rest of the family." - Seth told you quietly while grasping your palm in his, making sure you won't wiggle out. Damn, you had to say that he was stronger than any human being you encountered before. Sure, there was this thing about Seth not being entirely human, yet your body wasn't resisting as he dragged you along. - "Are you gonna tell the stories again?" - You asked a moment after that, watching the boys with your eyes opened wide. - "No. This is a party in the La Push style, baby." - Seth flirted back, turning back to look at the people present. These boys were barely in their twenties, you realized, just like the girls. Yes, there was one man with curly hair and you suspected that a huge man who was turning his back at you was Paul, but... And then it hit you.

A new generation of the shifters. Of course. The kids Jake and Seth were responsible for. You weren't entirely sure that most of them had shifted yet, but you didn't suspect so - some of them had long, wavy black hair just like Seth had until that afternoon. Which, as he told you, wasn't handy for a shifter.

"Look who made it!" - One of the boys cried out suddenly, making you stiffen under Seth's force. - "It's okay." - As if he knew something you didn't. - "If you're worried that you'll be the one who makes them shift, trust me, these boys know Emmett and Esme. Nothing happened until now." - Seth put a palm on his heart, swearing on his dignity and honor. Sure, this wasn't what you were worried about, but go ahead, you mumbled under your breath and let him drag along.

A group of boys gathered around you and you'd swear that each of them was staring at you. Because they were. Yet not because you'd be a vampire, no - rather because they'd heard so much about you already that they were sure you're a myth rather than being real. All of them had to say... Seth wasn't making up a single thing about your beauty. Damn, you felt like a museum exposition.

"You're the vampire girl." - One of them said. - "Great to see you finally together." - Another finished. - "At least Seth won't be sighing all the time." - The third one chimed in. At that moment, Seth wanted to drag you away - yet just because you started to be interested in the conversation, you stiffened every muscle in your body and smiled at the boys, listening to what they had to say. Uh, you could tell it was about to get spicy just because Seth groaned and looked away from you. - "Is it Saturday?" - The first boy sighed, and the one who chimed and put his palm over his forehead. - "No, it's just Friday." - "Damn, the date's so far away." - "What will I wear? Should I cut my hair, yeah, I'll cut it." - They'd continue if Paul and the other older man wouldn't stop them. Just then, you realized that you were chuckling the whole time.

"Let them be, young men. You'll have the whole evening to make fun of Seth." - Paul patted one of the boys' shoulders while going for a hug with you at the same time. - "Nice to see you again, Y/N. Ignore them, we're not that uncultivated, I swear." - "The man hung his arm around your shoulder, leading you to the campfire. - "I would offer you some meat or a drink, but..." - "Don't worry about that." - With a small smile, you dismissed, sitting one of the logs, mainly because Paul pushed you to sit there. The second man with dimples in his faces and curly black hair sat down next to you, looking into the fire. They were just slightly older than Seth, so you figured out that they've stopped shifting at the same time as Seth and Sam did, but Seth was younger than them and he started shifting just before you rolled to La Push.

Said 'boyfriend' of yours was chatting with the other boys, joking and laughing; not that you couldn't hear them, you just concentrated on Paul and the second man. Of course, as could be expected, soon the girls started to stare at you with wrath in their eyes. You could understand. Seth was handsome and older, which could wake up something inside a young girl who knew Seth as the single teacher from La Push. And now, you just stormed in and tore down, maybe even claimed, most of his attention. Yet Ellie waved at you with a bright smile, letting you know that there's still someone who likes you.

"This kind mister here is sir Quil Ateara the fifth." - Paul pointed at Quil, who offered you a handshake. - "We've met, didn't we?" - You wondered. Quil was seemingly surprised that you could recall meeting him twenty years ago. - "There was a lot of us. It's nice that you remember me." - "Your face hasn't changed a bit, I swear. In fact, I, as an immortal being, can say that's impressive." - You smiled back at Quil. - "Well, you look exactly the same as I remember you. Except you're not cursing in every direction."

"That's what can Emmett do to me." - With that, you smiled at the fire. Although you didn't consume normal human alcohol, you asked Paul to give you a red cup with some. Yes, you were about to awkwardly hold it in your palm the whole time, but you seemed to be more human that way. - "So, how do you like it here? Paul told me that you were visiting Sam on Sunday's grill party at the Uleys, right?" - Quil seemed to be so nice. You really like this guy. - "It was great. Emily tried to cook with me... This didn't go the way she expected..." - At that, Quil started to laugh out loud, making you sure that he had already heard the story about the vampire girl sticking her whole arm into the pot. Yet although this made him laugh from the bottom of his belly, he didn't change the subject to the said story.

"People are lovely here. I was worried that I might not fit in." - "If you didn't hear about that, we already had made our truce with vampires." - Paul muttered and sat down next to Quil, leaving place for Seth next to you. - "No. It's just that... I've been living alone for quite some time. Century... Or two." - The two men started to laugh suddenly. - "Only a vampire can say this with a serious face. A century..." - "Or two." - Pual finished after Quil and now, when you get the joke, you started to laugh as well.

Suddenly, a beautiful woman appeared out of nowhere with a guitar in her palms. She was pretty, very pretty. First, she smiled at Quil, kissed him, and then she offered you a palm. - "My name's Claire. I'm Quil's wife." - She muttered and naturally, she stopped at your skin being ice-cold. Like almost everyone else, she immediately knew who you were. Quickly, you moved from Quil to let her sit down and sipped a bit of the beer. Each of them stared at you for a moment. - "What?" - You asked. - "Never seen a vampire gulping down on a beer. How does that work?" - Paul asked with a serious furrow. - "I have my ways. Jesus, you people can't get over a vampire acting humanlike." - There was an irritated sigh at the end.

"Where's Rachel? I thought she'll be here." - At that point, Paul and Claire started to chatter, leaving you out. Thankfully, Seth finally broke out of the chain of young men. Seth, thinking he'll freak you out, suddenly put both his palms on your shoulders. At the same time, he lowered his head and put his lips on the cup. You decided you'll work with him and tilted the cup enough for him to drink from it. - "Hey man." - Seth handshakes Quil and sat down next to you, hugging your back with his palm. Naturally, you leaned your shoulder to his chest, smiling without realizing. Rachel and Paul grinned at each other, noticing how good this was looking for Seth.

As soon as the ray of sunshine joined in on the conversation, he took your cup out of your palm and thanked for it - along with a small kiss on your temple - and soon after that, he devoured a whole grilled chicken cutlet. Damn, they had the appetite for real, didn't they? As it was at the meeting at Uley's, these people were amazing as well. And wow, Claire was rocking that guitar. She also had a beautiful voice to start with, making you listen to the songs with unerring melancholy. - "Will you, my dearest friend?" - Seth asked suddenly, looking at Claire. - "Anytime you ask, sir." - She answered with a giggle.

"And you, ma'am, will you care for a dance?" - Seth picked himself almost nonchalantly, already tugging your palm. As you realized she's playing the Violet Hour, also known as the song you liked to dance to, you opened up your mouth and dragged Seth somewhere, where you had more space to dance. And as soon as you started to dance and Seth's friends started to sing, out of sync entirely, the man could understand why you dragged him so far. He could barely hear the chords, but you were moving in rhythm and led the dance. When you moved him around like a rag doll, he only started to realize how strong you, in fact, were. All the time, you were laughing. Sometimes, you whirled around, sometimes, you made him whirl around. But the most important about all of that was your forearm pushing him to meet you in half-way the whole time. - "Is this better than some movie night?" - Seth mumbled when the La Pushers yelled the last chorus in the back. After a moment, you nodded.

"Much better." - You smiled, leaving your palms to grip on his t-shirt as Seth leaned down to kiss you. The others could see you. And? You'd kiss in front of them sooner or later, wouldn't you? - "But you didn't wiggle out of the movies just yet." - A whisper left your lips as you stepped aside, slowly walking back to the logs. - "Wait. You taste... Like beer?" - Seth furrowed, catching your palm in his once again. - "And so do you. What's wrong with that?" - And with that, you dragged him back to Claire, Quill, and Paul, finishing the holy trinity of imprinters and imprintees.

It was shortly after midnight as the adults decided that what's enough is enough. Youngsters, of course, hadn't drunk any alcohol - but Seth drank for all of them without a problem. It was hard to make him walk to the car, let alone to sit his damn ass down. - "Does anyone care for a ride home?" - You cried out to the rest of the youngsters, but Paul just waved you off. - "Take him home, he had enough. Quil and I will take care of it." - The man smiled at you, waving to say his goodbye.

When you parked in front of his house, the first thing he was trying to do was open the damn window. - "Seth?" - Whispering his name to his ear asked all of the questions you didn't express out loud. With concern, you watched as he tried to dig his nails to open the window. - "You don't use the door... Soooo... I just wanna be like you." - The man leaned his head to your shoulder with a total puppy smile, making you burst out with laughter. - "But I am usually sober, I look hot and I know what I'm doing." - You mumbled, dragging him to the door. - "Yeah." - Seth said after of moment of thinking about what you've just said.

Getting him to lay in bed, well, that was another quest you spent almost ten minutes with. You tried to put some kind of pajama on him since that was what normal people do before going to bed, but this man was one persistent bastard. He didn't put a single article of clothing before climbing there, going to sleep dressed in his briefs only. It took a lot of your willpower not to roll eyes as you left the bedroom and almost walked out of the house with the rose you've got. - "Where are you going?" - It was nothing but a whisper coming out of the bedroom. Seth's head was pressed into a pillow, he had the blanket thrown over his body so badly that it uncovered everything except his ass and he was laying all over the damn bed. But with a sigh, you walked back to the bed and carefully sat down. As you were used to, your fingers started to play with his hair, moving strands from place to place. - "Home so you can sleep well tonight." - "I thought you'll be staying over." - Somewhere, Seth dug enough willpower to at lead lean into his elbow, looking at the small smile you were giving him.

"That's not how the first date is supposed to end. I'm not a light maiden, sir." - "Oh, that's not what I meant." - Seth took your palm and placed a kiss to the crevice in front of your wrist. - "Come on. Stay the night." - The man begged once more, still kissing the small, sweet spot. - "I'll stay an endless amount after this night." - You promised, kissing the back of his head. - "But you need to sleep well. We have a trip planned tomorrow." - "We do?" - Seth wondered, taken away by it. - "I found a spot you'll love. Goodnight." - For the last time, you gently palmed his jaw and leaned for a kiss; being far gone in the next second. But Seth smiled, still feeling the sweet scent of your breath on his face.