#Quil ateara fluff

[sethsclearwater]

Could I request play fighting with Embry, Seth, or Quil? Either one is fine or all three is fine too 😁😝 Just the general fluff and maybe even a little playful angst!

they're such a funny dynamic😭😭

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"be careful with her you idiot!" embry called as quil got you pinned under him on the creaky wooden floors of emily's home. in your drunk antics, you'd managed to convince quil that you'd have no problem beating him in a wrestling match despite both seth and embry gently telling you otherwise.

you let out a rather loud giggle at your boyfriend's call, dropping your head to the side so you could allow your graze to drift over to him. both embry and seth were sat down on the couch with concerned looks on their faces as they watched you get a smack down from quil.

quil sat up, his curly hair spilling all over as he rolled his eyes at embry, "that's pretty bold coming from the guy who broke her ankle-" he started but was quickly cut off when embry dove off the couch to tackle him back down.

you barely even had a moment to process it before quil was being thrown off of you as him and embry began rolling around on the floor like a bunch of idiots. you'd been out with embry a few months prior and had slipped on your way into the grocery store and broken your ankle - something both seth and quil couldn't seem to let the poor boy live down.

despite all three of them getting along relatively well considering all three of them imprinted on you, seth and quil seemed to enjoy bringing up that it was technically embry's fault that he didn't catch you and stop you from breaking your ankle.

"finally!" seth exclaimed, quickly striding over to you so he could scoop you up in his arms and hug you tightly to his chest, "feels like we haven't had alone time in years!" he added and you giggled, drunkenly smiling up at him as he sat back down on the couch with you in his lap.

embry and quil seemed too lost in their own wrestling match to notice seth sweeping you up, only stopping when quil took it upon himself to feign a lethal injury.

"oh my god-" quil whined, dramatically dropping his head back onto the floor as he placed one hand over his abdomen which was only covered by a thin t-shirt, "you know how mad she'd be if you maimed me too?" he asked, a playful smirk covering his features for only a moment as he glanced back at embry.

embry was quick to wipe it off though, immediately diving back down to jump on top of quil, both of them letting out loud groans when they hit each other a bit harder then embry had anticipated.

you gasped, peeking up at seth who just snuck a quick kiss on your lips before shushing you, "they're fine," he reassured, "just idiots is all," he added, both of you laughing at his comment.

when embry and quil finally realized you weren't on the floor any more, they were quick to sit up and try and find you, both boys rolling their eyes when they realized seth had taken advantage of their antics so he could hold you himself.

"you've got to be kidding me right now," embry groaned, rolling his eyes as he smacked quil's chest before he was getting up. quil didn't seem too inclined to follow embry's lead, only offering you a warm smile from his place down on the floor that had you blushing.

"need my baby to come take care of me," quil whined, both seth and embry rolling their eyes when they saw the way your features immediately softened at his words.

in a non-inebriated state, you'd likely have just ignored him but the alcohol seemed to be working its way into your system and had you suddenly all soft and mushy over the thought of taking care of quil.

"can you stop calling her that? that's so fuckin' weird," embry groaned again, dramatically flopping down onto the couch so he could sit next to you and seth while quil continued feigning an injury.

"like pretty thing is any better," quil shot back before he was turning his attention back to you, smiling when you shyly waved to him, "you want me to come over?" he asked, laughing when both seth and embry groaned at his pick-me nonsense.

quil knew all too well how to handle you in your drunk state, already well aware of just how easily he could have you wrapped around his finger from just a few comments.

you hummed and nodded, smiling even wider when he got up and strode over to you, dramatically squeezing himself between embry and seth so he could touch you.

"oh i missed you so much, you know that?" quil teased while seth allowed you to lay across all three of their laps. you hummed and nodded, smiling as you rested your head in embry's lap.

embry was quick to stroke his fingers through your hair, "missed you," you whispered back to quil, blushing an even darker red when you saw how all three boys were fondly watching you.

quil offered you hip a playful squeeze before he was reaching over seth to grab the remote from the side table, "you wanna put your show on?" seth asked as quil made quick work of getting netflix on.

you hummed and nodded, just happy to be with the three of them.

[averagewriter-inthedark]

His Imprint 🐺 | Quil Ateara Headcanon

requested 📨 yes/no | Twilight Masterlist

Being Quil Ateara's boyfriend/imprint would look like:

For starters, you two were friends growing up and before he joined the pack. You lived in Forks and therefore attended the high school in town but your father worked with Quil's grandfather. 

You guys spent a lot of time together. Playing sports, surfing at La Push, driving to Port Angeles for a day when you finally got your license. The guys on the Reservation liked you and often invited you to their bonfires. Quil taught you the history of his people, you showed him how to catch a fish and tie a proper knot for when you guys went hunting with your family. 

Once a month you guys went camping. Usually with a group, but as you got older and....feelings happened, it started to just be the two of you. 

Quil was your best friend. And you were his. When it became something more, the both of you struggled to tell the other of your feelings. Deciding to rather be silent and not ruin your friendship in case the other didn't reciprocate. It hurt to hear him speak about the girls in class, or wanting to ask a cheerleader to prom. When you got a girlfriend, mostly to get rid of the feelings for Quil, you saw something in his face change each time you mentioned her. Then the one time you both invited girls on a double date, things were tense. But of course no one said anything.

It was a whole year of agonizing, unrequited love. Going through the days pretending your best friend was not the object of your desires. But you held it together, and unbeknownst to you Quil was doing the same. 

Eventually the truth would come out shortly after his 16th birthday when he shifted for the first time. That's when you discovered there was more to the legends he told you as kids, and why his friends had distanced themselves from him the year prior. 

The moment Quil imprinted on you it changed his world. He'd always felt drawn to you as kids which developed into a crush, but the second your eyes connected after his first shift, you became the center of his world. The gravity which held him to the Earth. 

Initially Quil kept the information a secret. Also on the advisement, not order, of Sam. He wanted Quil to adjust to his shifting and also they were dealing with the threat of the newborn Army. Once it was dealt with, Quil set you down and came clean. About everything. You already knew he was a werewolf, which took some time to process but you accepted him whole heartedly and did not view Quil in a different light. Finding out you were his imprint.....that took the air out of you. 

Besides your heart on the verge of exploding from your chest, you felt an overwhelming happiness and relief. Not only did Quil admit his feelings for you, but pretty much told you he was your soulmate. Your protector. The person cut from the same thread and will be by your side for eternity. 

Talk about straight out a romance novel. 

Your silence while processing the information led Quil to freak out, thinking you were offended and told you it didn't have to be romantic, that he'd be your friend if that's what you wanted. How'd you shut him up? With a kiss of course. Igniting the fireworks in both of you, committing yourself to him as he was to you.

Coming out to your family and friends proved easier than expected. The Pack knew you were his imprint, and therefore vowed to never hurt you. They'd come to your aid if ever needed and swore protection. Your family always had a feeling there was more than what meets the eye between your friendship with Quil. They noticed the longing looks you sent him when he wasn't looking. The smile he wore each time you spoke. And the same went for his family. 

Of the pack, you guys hung out the most with Jacob and Embry. Spending days cliff diving, or getting the surfboards out when the weather was nice. The one time they all shifted in front of you nearly gave you a stoke as it caught you off guard.

But you had to admit, Quil's wolf form was adorable.

As your relationship progressed you still were each other's best friend. You stole his hoodies; he ate your leftovers. You had movie nights every weekend, went camping whenever you needed to get away from home. Helped each other with homework, applied for colleges together. You were in tune with each other. 

There was a time you wondered if you'd ever meet the other half you were destined to be with, only dreaming it would be your best friend. Having it become reality, Quil with your forever, well that was enough to make you howl at the moon 😉

[fashionteahouse]

If you are still writing, can you do a story on Quil? Just something romantic or angst etc. from his perspective..idk just want to see some Quil- fluff or more your choice 😏😏

You are awesome! Thanks

yess omg ofc ! thank you so much xoxo hope you enjoy :)

eventually - quil x reader

The paper red hand made heart was almost wrinkled from the nervous grip of Quil's fingers. Looking over, wrinkling his nose, Jacob nudges Quil and speaks lowly, "She's definitely not going to like it if it's all sweaty."

Quil shoos him off. Usually, he would've came back with a smart remark, but the sight of you casually talking to a close friend of yours was making him. He just couldn't understand, he seen you around all of this time, even psyching himself up in the mirror. He practiced exactly what he was going to say to you as soon as he saw you.

The previous night, he had crafted a vibrant red heart until he thought it was as close as it could get to being perfect.

"You might as well pack it up. You've been standing there for a while. She's probably all freaked out now." Embry comments, shutting his locker.

"Would you both just shut up?" Quil finally says back, frustrated that he couldn't day dream in peace.

The bell did not save him. It alarmed him, reminding him of losing this moment of opportunity. He watched you wave goodbye to the friend you were talking to and you went on to class.

Quil used his low sharpened pencil to write the date down on the worksheet him and the class had to work on. He stared at the date, displaying the Valentine's day holiday. He raised his hand, the teacher called on him.

"May I use to the bathroom?" he asks politely.

The teacher writes him a pass and he clutches it in his hand and closes the classroom door as he makes his way to his locker. He didn't have to use the bathroom at all. An idea popped in his head. It was less intimidating this way, he didn't have to face rejection so fast this way either.

He read the bedazzled letters, still satisfied with what Valentines Day quote he wrote. It was clever. He thought you would think so too. He made sure nobody was lingering in the halls, making his way to your locker.

He didn't sign it. That's the one thing he didn't do. Sliding it into the vent of your locker, he swiftly makes his way back to class.

Walking through the halls with Jacob and Embry, they debated on what to do after school. Quil's eyes immediately land on you as you turn the lock that was hung on your locker.

"We have to walk past to hear her reaction." Quil tells his friends as they look at him quizzically. Not waiting for them, Quil leisurely walks to the water fountain that was still earshot of what came out of your mouth.

He discreetly glanced at you as you read the note in your head before a smile slowly stretches across your lips. You turn to your friend who wants to see, you both gasp. You mention your crush and how he might've noticed you finally. You both jump a bit and squeal as Quil didn't hear a hint of his name.

His shoulders didn't move from their slumped position, even at the pizza parlor that he picked to eat. Feeling pity for their friend, Embry and Jacob allowed him to pick where to go.

Sauce squeezing out of the pizza that Embry bit into, he shakes his head, moving his food to one cheek to chew.

"This one's on you dude. You should've signed it." he tells Quil.

"Imagine if I did. She would bawl it up right there." Quil says, not believing for a second that you would accept his signature.

"She's just a girl. No need to be scared." Jacob says as he folds his pizza before taking a bite.

"Right. The worst she can say is no thanks." Embry says and shrugs.

"That's the worst thing that could happen." Quil says, he barely took a bite of his own pizza. Just thinking and talking about you, brought on a flip flop feeling, feeling too excited to even eat.

Embry and Jacob both groan, almost dying for Quil to just make the first move.

Graduated caps were thrown into the air, heads with smiles tilted up at the blue sky. Quil did clap when you walked across the stage. You still didn't know the crush that he had on you, even existed.

Meeting Jacob and Embry, they shake their heads and laugh as they watch Quil walk towards them. "What?" Quil asks them.

"We graduated and everything and you still didn't make the first move." Jacob comments.

Embry holds out his phone. He was able to score a screenshot of a flyer for a graduation party that was happening. A party that you were going to attend. You were good friends with the party thrower.

Quil steps back from reading the screen and shakes his head.

"Come on, man. You're still pussyfooting around her?" Embry asks him in disbelief.

"No way." Quil says.

"How else are you going to talk to her. It's not like you're going to be seeing her everyday anymore." Jacob says, trying to reason with his friend. He wanted to go to the party more than wanting Quil to shoot his shot, but was still supportive of his desire.

Quil was antsy the entire way to the party. He didn't have much time to practice what he was going to say to you, running different sentences in his head to come up with. The beautiful blue in the sky was replaced with black skies.

Thumbing of the rhythm of the beat, blasted from the house that had people swimming in and out of it.

"Great. How will I find her now?" Quil says, catching wind of the sea of people.

"You'll find her." Jacob says and slaps a hand on Quil's shoulder before adding, "Eventually."

The three childhood friends make their way into the unfamiliar home. People that didn't even go to the school that you all went to, were also there.

Jacob and Embry try their hand at the girls who don't know them. Quil sighs to himself knowing it was up to him to make the move to see where you were. Time passed slowly, he found you, but you were always with someone.

Throwing the crushed, empty beer can in the trash, he made his way to find one of his friends. Not looking where he was going, he bumped into a figure that was smaller than him. He looks down to you holding your hands up with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry." you both say at the same time but you chuckle after the fact. Quil just looks, not believing that you said coherent words toward him. Someone calls your name, leaving you to raise your eyebrows a bit at him before leaving to go to the person who wants you. He just stared in awe. He wanted to stay after all.

He did find Embry, what he was saying must've felt right to the girl's ear as she laughed and blushed. Embry catches Quil's eyes as he moves it to a room. Giving you a hint, telling you to go in there. He then returns his attention back to the girl who was now going into depth about something. Quil didn't know but he went in, feeling bored so far.

You were in there. Quil froze as he saw you hold a cup walking towards a sleeping figure with it's mouth open. Someone else had their camera ready as you look over to Quil.

"Close the door." you tell him excitedly but in a hushed voice. Quil quickly did what you asked him to do as he watched the cup that was filled with liquid was poured into the person who was asleep's open mouth. Snickering, the person captures the moment it's poured into their mouth, they wake up, spitting it out. You and the camera person's laughs get louder as the person who was asleep glares at the both of you.

"I'm going to kill the both of you." they say in a groggy tone.

"That's what you get for falling asleep at a party." the camera person says back.

"I'm drunk." they whine out.

"Come on, it was funny." you say while laughing. Your eyes meet Quil's, "You thought it was funny, right?" you ask him.

He nods and laughs nervously, "Yeah. I didn't know you were a prankster."

"I try." you say with a smile. Quil almost reached for sunglasses by how blinding it was.

Leaving out of the room, Quil said screw it. He came this far, he knew as soon, as you would step out of the room, you might get lost in the sea of people again.

He touched your arm, halting you as the room was only empty besides you two.

"Did you um.. Did you...um.. Like the h-heart that I put...in your locker?" He says, he then braced himself for the worst reaction to come.

"Oh my god, that was you?" you say, surprised at the question. You still had it in your bedroom. You crossed out your crush being the culprit. Finding out he was a total douche was a bit turn off.

Quil nods, not trusting his voice.

"That was.. So nice of you." you tell him sincerely.

"It was nothing. But, it meant something since it's you, you know?" Quil says.

You nod and a warm smile with a warm blush, spreads across your face. It was your turn to get nervous. You look down a bit as you wring with your fingers.

"I um.. Still have it." you confess to him. He pinched himself discreetly on the side of his leg to make sure that a morning alarm wouldn't wake him up from the dream he believed that he was having.

"You do?"

You nod as you give him a shy smile.

You laugh at the dance moves that he makes his body make. Letting your hair down, you try a shot at mustering up a goofy move to the beat. His laugh is deep from his stomach as you both have fun.

Having to meet the person who is supposed to give you a ride home, you says quick goodbye to him as you leave.

Quil was stuck. He didn't know when he would see you again. Accepting his defeat but proud of his courage, he boasts to Jacob and Embry about his experience.

He placed the money into the cash register after the person in front of him took his bags. His grandfather swept the floor of the store, keeping it crisp and clean. It seemed that's what borught the steady customers in.

Hearing the storefront bell, Quil looks up and his heart thumps one-hundred times faster. You make your way through the aisles, grabbing some microwaved popcorn and a drink.

Placing the items on the counter, you give him a smile that almost melted him on the spot.

"Hey." he speaks out softly.

"Hi..." you say, wanting him to fill in the blank.

"Quil." he answers as he keeps his hands occupied as he scans your few items.

"Hi, Quil." you say to him.

As you turned to head towards the door after telling him you don't need your receipt.

"Do you like movies?" he asked before your hand touched the door. You turn with a small smile, "Yeah, why?"

"Let's see one together." he suggests.

"Sure." you move back to the counter, pulling out your cellphone for him to dial his number. He enters it crazy fast and you make your way back home to heat up your popcorn.

"Would you sit down, you're making me dizzy." Jacob says. Quil paces back and forth in Jacob's garage, staring at his phone. The weekend was already here. Four days since he seen you at the store.

A buzz makes him stop his pacing.

"There's nothing I like at the theaters :( do you mind if we watch the movie at my place? I promise I have better selections"

His eyes grow big as he keeps rereading the digital message that you sent him.

"Yeah. I would love to!"

He types but he erases it, feeling it's too desperate of a response.

"Yeah sounds great."

His shaky hand knocked on your front door. He heard movement inside of the home. You swing the door open, revealing your comfortable lounge clothes. Moving out of the way, you allow him to step in as you close the door behind him.

You both agreed on a feel good film. Quil was frozen. You were sitting super close to him and he imagined you would be funny. Bantering back and forth, both ribs were tender from the constant laughing.

Turning the lamp on, you move to take the empty bowl of what used to be a full bowl of popcorn. You catch a glimpse of his face. A piece of popcorn is close to his mouth.

“You have something…hold on.” you tell him and brush it softly away and you get up to put the bowl in the sink.

He touched the spot that you touched. He was officially in la la land.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was getting late.” you tell him, the time seemed to move fast at that moment.

“It’s no problem. It’s summer. Are you down for another one?” he asks.

Being a night owl, you nod and sit back down. The dark ambiance made you both agree to a horror film with excited smiles on both faces.

One hand covered an eye as you leaned against Quil. You separated some of your fingers to look at the screen, but you still saw a jump scare causing you to leap a bit in your seat. Quil didn’t know how, but his arm was around you, and he relished the feeling.

“Okay. Progress.” Jacob comments when Quil bites into his sandwich after explaining his night.

“It’s about time.” Embry says and takes a swig of soda.

“I’m going to ask her out to dinner.” Quil says proudly with his arms crossed.

“A pizza parlor is not a good date spot.” Embry comes back with.

“I wasn’t going to take her there.” Quil says, but he couldn’t lie, the thought crossed his brain. Their pizza was just that good.

“It has to be something I don’t know..Classy.” Jacob says.

Quil paced his room. He was waiting for your response. He started to do unnecessary tasks around his room. Avoiding checking his phone, he kept himself busy. However, it didn’t stop him from checking the buzz of his phone.

“Yes. I could eat ;) ”

Quil’s father told him to keep it down, his whoops were loud.

“So um..What’s your favorite place to eat?” Quil asked on the line. A shaky finger answered your phone call.

“I don’t know..Let’s just go somewhere fun.” you say.

You linked your arm with Quil’s as he escorted you through the streets. Looking at the neon lights, the mouth watering smell of food made you halt him.

“We can eat here!” you say smiling. It was perfect in your eyes. Quil blew out a sigh of relief.

You placed a bright white napkin on the corner of his mouth as you chuckle, “Such a messy eater Quil.”

“Sorry. It’s so good.” Quil replies.

“We have to come back.” you say while nodding, agreeing as you take the food into your mouth.

“Come back…Together?” Quil asks in confirmation.

You playfully hit his arm while chuckling, “Of course silly. We means you and I right?”

“Right.” Quil says sheepishly. He promised to take time to thank the universe for being on his side.

Standing in front of your home, Quil holds out his arms as you step into them. Clutching him close, Quil affectionately rub your back. He secretly hoped that somehow you got stuck to him so he didn’t have to let go.

You do let go and step back and look at him. Quil looks at you. He wanted to do it before he a thought of, “I should’ve” could run through his mind.

He leans forward and plants a kiss on lips that he felt was soft. You open your eyes and smile at him before leaning up to him to plant him a kiss back on the lips.

“Will you call me?” you ask him.

He couldn’t speak. His head nodded at your question and you smile before closing the door in your home.

“I hope you didn’t slobber all over her.” Jacob says as he smashed the buttons of the controller.

“I did not. Shut up.” Quil throws back as he pressed the controller buttons harder.

Embry was out with his now girlfriend, the girl he met at the graduation party. Quil couldn’t wait to get to that point.

As soon as Quil got home, he dialed your number. Your voice was like music to his ears. It sounded amazing in person and he felt privileged to hear it through a cellular connection.

Before he knew it, you dropped a question on him.

“Can I come over this weekend? I don’t have work.” you tell him.

“Of course.” he tells you. Hanging up, he did a dance and didn’t care he looked crazy.

A knock on the door, he opened the door, seeing this beautiful person before him.

“Hey.” he greets.

You don’t say anything but give him a hug. He guides you in, “Do you want something to drink?”

You nod and accept the juice he offers. He opens the cabinets, showing off snacks. You both share a snack at the table as you both get to know each other better.

“You’re so funny.” you tell him starry eyed.

“You are too.” Quil tells you back, trying his best to keep his cool. In the inside, he was freaking out.

He leans forward and placed a kiss on the side of your mouth, you smile at this. You rub a hand over his as you gaze at him.

“What does your room look like?” you ask him. He takes your arm and guides you to his sanctuary. He was glad his parents weren’t home to embarrass him or halt his experience.

Sitting on the bed, Quil flipped through the new comic book that he purchased. The words coming out of his mouth was so adorable. He felt his heart skyrocket when you shared your knowledge of some of the characters in his book.

He sets the book down, and you grab his shoulders. He was frozen as your lips locked with him. Your tongue brushed his bottom lip and Quil opens his mouth slightly. He stops being frozen when he realizes that the person he has been dreaming of kissing was kissing him. Quil felt you take his hands and placed them on your chest. Quil’s heart skips a beat as you help move them while still deep in a kiss. He then felt you place them under the shirt, he felt your warm skin. A groan and moan escape from both lips as he lets his fingers explore the softness of your chest. Quil then felt the tightness of his pants being relieved. Stroking him gently, he had a hard time keeping his lips on yours as he made pleasant noises. He came too fast as he would like.

Quil started to feel embarrassed until he saw your smile and you told him, “There’s always next time.”

Quil didn’t tell them. He just let Jacob and Embry think that you came over and you two shared an innocent make out session. He also let them know an important fact.

“I asked her to be my girlfriend.” Quil says as he kicked a pebble that was on the sand.

Throwing the ball back to Quil, Embry says, “And what happened?”

Quil catches it and smiles, “She said we can see where it goes.”

“Don’t fuck it up Quil.” Embry says but he was happy for his friend.

“Like hell I will. My dreams are finally coming true.” Quil replies.

“Yeah. So, don’t weird her out.” Embry said and Quil throws the ball back at Embry with more force than necessary.

Later on that night, it was just Quil and you as you both walked the empty beach. The stars were bright and displayed against the dark sky. He held your hand tight as the warm wind blew in you two’s direction.

“Really?” you ask him. You couldn’t believe it.

“Yes, really.” Quil says. He just got finished explaining how he was standing in the hallway, waiting for the perfect moment to give you the heart he made you earlier that year.

“You should’ve just gave it to me.” you said while laughing. You were wondering why he was standing there that day.

“Not going to lie, I was scared.” Quil confessed. You turn and take both of his hands and give him a small but gentle peck, “You don’t have to be scared.”

Quil didn’t want anything else but this in the world. The star’s lights made you look beautiful. Quil couldn’t take his eyes away from the face that was he felt was godly. He promised to himself never make you cry or feel the terrible emotions of being mad, or hurt.

[trumpkinhotboy]

Little critters

Pairing: paul lahote x fem!reader

Type: requested

Warnings: nothing, pure fluff!!

Word count: approx 800

Requests: open! for twilight wolfpack, narnia and heartstopper

A/n: loved loved this request it's so cute and I think the vibes are adorable hehe seeing sam being so soft for emily🥺 so thank you again for this nice request I always love writing for you guys

"Aren't you the most adorable little creatures I have ever seen?" "You're so cute. I want to keep you forever!"

Passersby probably took Emily and you for some deranged ladies when they saw you crouched in an alley, apparently talking to the ground.

But they couldn't see the adorable little balls of fur meowing back at you with impressive intelligence lighting their eyes. You were leaving the grocery store when you had heard plaintiff meowing sounds and discovered kittens shivering in an old cardboard box.

There was two of them, a fiery black one, who hissed when you first came close, and a grey one who immediately approached you, looking for pets. It had been 10 minutes, and since then, you had dug in your bags to give them water and food. By the way they devoured the bit of ham you gave them, you knew they had been there for a while.

"We can't leave them here," sighed Emily as she petted the black cat on her thighs. The grumpy cat had seemed to take a liking to her incredibly quickly.

"But where can we bring them? I'm scared if we leave them at the pound, they'll be forgotten," you pondered while delicately petting the gray head of the little critter bundled up in your lap.

As if you had just communicated telepathically, you and Emily looked up with a knowing light in your eyes.

Without having a plan, you brought the kittens back to Emily's to give them proper shelter and a long-awaited bath.

The four of you were now on the couch, extenuated after this eventful day. Junior and Paulie, the names you had settled on because of their resemblances with your boyfriends, were sprawled before the fire.

You had just started preparing dinner when you heard familiar howls from the forest. Seconds later, the seven members of the pack entered the cabin. Distracted by the smell of food, they didn't seem to notice the new presence of the two fur balls. Sam immediately headed for Emily to hug her and kiss her cheek. You smiled at the happy couple as you felt a pair of warm hands grab your hips. You smiled and melted into the muscular arms wrapped around your figure.

"Hey, you." "Hey," you answered, a smile in your voice. "What have you been up to?" he sweetly asked.

You tensed at his question, your eyes immediately finding Emily's. Through all your excitement, you didn't have a plan on how to tell seven werewolves you were planning on keeping two kittens.

"Well, actually, it's pretty funny," you started as you turned to face your boyfriend's suspicious expression. You tried delaying your explanation when you heard Seth's excited scream.

"Oh my god! Where do those kittens come from?! They're so adorable!!" he cooed before dropping on his tummy to try and pet them.

"Kittens?!" exclaimed Sam with a questioning look at Emily.

The pack gathered in the living room, observing the two cats, unbothered as ever, lying in front of the fire.

"We found them across the grocery store. We couldn't leave them there to fend for themselves!" explained Emily as she walked to little Sam Junior. The antisocial cat lifted a heavy eyelid at the disruption of his nap, only to meow and lift his head in search of pets when he noticed who it was. She grabbed the kitten in her hands, bringing him close to her chest with an adoring smile. The little beast softly purred in her arms. It was impossible to deny the special bond they already shared.

You looked at Sam with a glimmer of hope. The look he gave Emily as he saw how happy she was told you everything you needed to know.

"What's his name?" he asked with a defeated sigh as he neared the pair. The little kitten carefully sniffed his hand before allowing him to scratch his head.

"Actually," Emily looked at you with a conniving smile. "With his black fur and protective instinct, he made me think of you, I thought we could call him Sam Junior."

Your little crowd chuckled at the name and the resemblance between the two.

"Junior, eh? Sounds about right." He smiled softly. Whenever Emily was concerned, Sam was as docile as the cat in her arms.

Suddenly, a soft nudge on your shins surprised you. You looked down to realize it was the gray kitten. You felt your heart melt at the display of affection and lifted him carefully from the floor.

"Oh, don't even think about it," uttered Paul as he noticed how you looked at each other.

You pouted your lower lip, bringing the little kitten next to your cheek. "Please, please, please, please," you pleaded. "His name's Paulie," you added with a cheeky smile.

Your boyfriend looked at you with incredulous eyes.

"I see it, Paul. He looks like you," added Sam with a teasing grin and a lift of his shoulders, as if to say 'You know they've already won bud'

He stayed silent, observing your pouty face and the sleepy kitten in your arms. Before finally saying, "Werewolves with kittens?"

You gave him a little nod. "Yeah, I guess that can work," he conceded with a grin.

[wolfpackenthusiast]

hi can you make an Embry Call x reader, Embry was a fuck boy before imprinting on you but then everything about him revolves around her but she has insecurity with him, with a smut please

Reassured insecurities

Pairing: Embry Call x f!imprint!reader

Summary: Embry didn’t have the best reputation, but he’ll chabge ut all for you.

Warnings: Not proofread, smut (p in v), fingering, swearing.

A/N: i haven’t wrote smut for a really long time so i hope you guys enjoy this!! + this took a bit long because of new years and everything, sorry for the wait!! + Send more requests!!!!

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Putting his drink down, Embry pulled out his phone, looking to see who texted him, it was one of the girls he was out with one of these nights, asking to “hangout” again, they recently met at a bar a few days prior, and they seemed to hit it off. It wasn’t like she was the first girl he’s done the deed with, ever since he phased, more girls have been on him, due to his height and more masculine appearance, it’s not like any of them actually gave a danm about him other then their pleasure, but the feelings were mutual.

Until he met you.

Putting his phone away, leaving the girl on seen, you entered the party with some friends, scanning the area and accidentally locking eyes with Embry.

And that’s when everything changed, he imprinted on you, though, you didn’t know that.

You quickly looked away, focusing on your friends, “girl, i accidentally made eye contact with a guy!” You said, shaking your friend lightly, “it’ll be fine, chillax.” She nonchalantly responded, but you felt a tap on your shoulder, it was the guy you locked eyes with!

“Uh.. hello..” he said awkwardly, trying to speak over the loud music.

“Hii..” you said, even more awkward, not really knowing why he was talking to you. “You wanna talk in a quiet place?” You asked, removing some awkwardness, he agreed.

You guys moved to the backyard, closing the sliding door behind you two to muffle the music better. “So, uhm, i just thought.. you were really pretty and uh.. could i perhaps.. get your number..?” He asked nervously.

You weren’t too sure about him, he seemed oddly familiar from somewhere, but where? Despite that., you agreed “sure, it’s (your number)” you say, repeating it slowly as he types it into his phone, saving your contact before reaching his hand out. “Embry Call,” he said.

Oh! So that’s where you know him, one of your friends had a previous one night stand with him, saying he was a bit of a fuckboy, that didn’t really make you feel any better. “Y/n Y/l/n.” You said, shaking his hand.

But when you two touched, it felt like there was a spark there, weird, maybe just static.. right? He also felt incredibly warm, did he have a fever or something?

You two ventured back inside, mingling with the crowd, but he seemed to be oddly drawn to you, always staying in your life of sight, and when he wasn’t you were definitely in his.

Soon, the party was over and everyone was home, you were scrolling through instagram when you got a message from Embry.

“Heya,” he said

“Hey,” you responded, “did you have fun?” He asked

“Yeah i did, wbu?” You asked, making conversation. “It was alright,” he said “say, are you busy tmw?” He asked. Was he flirting?

“I believe so, why?” You asked “just wondering, maybe you wanna hang out, just us? No parties.” He suggested, that didn’t sound too bad to you. “Sure, where to?” You asked, “maybe we can just roam around Port angeles?” He suggested, that didn’t sound too bad.

“Sounds good to me, time? I’ll meet you there.” You said, “nah, i’ll pick you up at 1:00? Send me your address.” He said, it’d be rude to deny, so you send him your address.

Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

The next day was a blast! You two shopped, had lunch and just fooled around, it was so much fun with him! He didn’t seem too bad, though, numerous girls seemed to come up to him, but he acted like he didn’t know them and reassured you they were just friends, but you knew otherwise.

They were previous one night stands.

You get the reputation might not seem the best, but if they were coming up to him, wouldn’t that mean he was still somewhat pursuing them? You didn’t know, but what was your place to ask? Not like you two were dating or anything..

A few months pass, and you two did end up dating! He’s one of the best guys you’ve ever been with, you almost completely forgot about his fuckboy reputation, until another girl came up to him again. Like usual though, he after as if he didn’t know them, brushing it off and continuing on with your guys date.

When you got home, though.

“Em, did you really not know that girl?” You asked, weary about it. He nodded, “then why’d she come up to you, though?” You asked, he had mo answer to that. “You know, i know about your little reputation..” you murmured, turning your gaze away from him, “wait, love, i swear i’m not like that anymore.” He reasoned, reaching out to you as you turned to look at him.

“I know, but.. i just overthink.” You said, your insecurities showing. He grabs your hands, gripping them gently, intertwining your fingers with his, “i have them all blocked, i don’t even go to parties anymore unless you’re with me, the last thing i want is you thinking i’m fucking other girls behind your back.” He said, assuring you, it worked. “Let me show you how much i love you.” He said

You were backed up against the wall as Embry kissed you passionately, your thighs in his hands with your legs wrapped around his waist, as well as your arms around his neck as you two made out, you being able to feel his hard member against you.

He caressed your thighs as your hands moved to tangle in his hair, the makeout session getting more steamy by the second. You were still a bit unsure about everything, but you knew Embry a lot more now, he’d never go back to his old ways, you were confident about that.

He unbuttoned your shirt, keeping you firmly pressed against the wall as he did, making sure you wouldn’t fall. He slipped your shirt off before his mouth moving from your lips to your neck— down to your collarbone, receiving many pleasurable sounds from you.

“Shit..” he murmured, almost desperate for more, looking up at you, “do you want to go further?” He asked, not wanting to push any boundaries, he knew you might still be a bit weary.

Yes, you did hVe some doubts, but it was currently so heated, and the pros overpowered the cons by a lot! You nodded, you trusted him.

Without a word, he moved you guys from the wall back to the bed placing you down gently, quickly going to undo your pants, sliding them off along with your underwear in one quick motion. Undoing his own pants right after, along with his shirt.

You looked him up and down, fully taking in his physique, jeez, how did you manage to get someone as majestic looking as him? “Eyeing me now, hm?” He joked, slipping behind you, his hand resting between your thighs.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about..” you defended yourself, acting clueless, “sure you don’t.” He said, slipping a finger inside slowly, causing you to let out a moan. It’s a bit humiliating on how easily he can get you to moan for him, and this was your guys’ first time together. Pumping his finger inside slowly and out of you, you gripped the bedsheet’s lightly.

Not long after he put his first finger inside slowly, he added a second, stretching you out and getting you ready for his main course, pumping his fingers in and out of you, making you moan.

“E-Em.. i’m close..” you murmured, in pure bliss, your eyes shut closed, but at your words, he pulled his fingers out, causing you to let out a whimper, your eyes opening to see what he was doing.

“Don’t cum yet, we’re barely getting started,” he said, moving from behind you to infront of you, settling down between your lege before he positioned his cock at your entrance, pushing inside slowly, giving you a chance to adjust to the stretch.

Soon, he pushed himself fully in you, letting out a groan, “fuck..” her murmured, starting to rock his hips at a slow pace, by now, you’re fully adjusted. “Mmh, Em.. f-faster..” you murmured, Embry picked up the pace, receiving more pleasurable sounds from you, your walls clenching around him as he rocked his hipe with yours.

“Shit.. Cum for me, Y/n.” He ordered, and you obliged immediately, letting go and cumming, your seed getting on with of your body’s, not long after you, Embry came as well, still buried inside you, causing both of uou to let out groans as you both finished up and came down from your bliss.

Embry pulled out, “let’s get you cleaned up,” he said softly, heading to the bathroom.

Gosh, how glad you were to have him.

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[mxlti-lover]

Sick {Paul Lahote}

Summary: You fell sick with a really bad cold, but how were you supposed to tell your werewolf boyfriend you didn’t want him to cuddle you?

Warnings: none, just a sad Paul.

Word Count: 1059

(P.S. please don’t judge too hard if this is terrible, I haven’t written in a while and I’m a little rusty…)

*do not steal or copyright any of my work pls and thank you*

You woke up that morning feeling horrible. Your nose was so clogged you could barely breathe and you had the worst honking cough.

You laid in bed, curled into a ball watching your favorite Disney movie. You knew you should tell Paul, but you didn’t really want him at the moment. Don’t get it twisted, you loved Paul to death, I mean, he was your mate, but when you got sick like this, his body heat didn’t help.

You knew he would want to cuddle you, give you some scalp massages as he checked up on you every minute of the hour, but right now, you just wanted to be alone.

That is until you heard the front door opening.

“Y/N! Baby! Where are you?!” Paul shouted.

You knew he probably sensed you weren’t okay as he still had an hour before he usually got home from patrol. Probably talking Sam into letting him leave early.

“I’m upstairs!” You called out the best you could, your throat feeling raw from coughing.

You heard footsteps rush up the stairs and soon Paul’s tall figure stood in the doorway, scanning you over, a frown on his face.

“Baby…why didn’t you tell me you were sick?” He asked softly as he made his way over to the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed as he leaned over kissing your forehead and cheek softly, checking if you had a fever.

“You’re burning up baby.” He spoke sadly, sitting up again to look at you.

You knew you weren’t a pretty sight as you hadn't gotten up at all that morning. Your hair probably a tangled mess, your nose probably red and chapped from how much you had to blow it and your face looking as pale as a ghost.

“I didn’t want to bother you..” You lied, as you spoke barely above a whisper. Your voice raspy as you knew you were probably gonna lose it soon.

“Baby, you wouldn’t be bothering me at all. I would rather be by your side taking care of you, than on patrol.” He says frowning at the idea of you being alone all morning like this.

You sigh as you rub your face sitting up, his hand coming down to softly push you back down.

“You’re not getting up baby. Whatever you need I’ll get for you. Now, have you eaten at all today?” He asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

You shook your head no as you leaned into his touch, his warmth radiating against your skin.

“Okay, I’ll be right back.” He says as he gets up and his figure disappears from the doorway.

You sigh as you curl back up into a ball, watching the movie again, guilt washing over you. You knew he would want to cuddle you, as his love language is definitely physical touch. Especially when it comes to taking care of you.

But you didn’t want his cuddles at the moment. Your skin was already burning underneath the thin blanket you chose, let alone having your own personal heater of a boyfriend coming to lay next to you.

You took a deep breath as you let that thought slip your mind for now, closing your eyes as your body needed sleep. That is until you struggled to breath again, groaning softly as you sat up, blowing your nose for the hundredth time that morning.

A few minutes later you heard Paul coming back into the room with a small tray. On it sat a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a glass of apple juice - your two favorite things to have when you were sick.

You smiled up at him as you sat up in bed, fluffing up the pillows behind your back to sit more comfortably.

Paul set the tray down carefully into your lap as you immediately dig into the soup, humming softly as the warmth from the soup soothed your throat.

“Thank you.” You whispered as you looked up at Paul.

“You’re welcome baby girl.” He says sitting down next to you as he leaned over to kiss the top of your head.

He looked over at the TV as he chuckled softly at the movie that was playing. “Should’ve known you were watching this.”

“It’s my favorite movie to watch when I’m sick.” You protested shooting daggers at him as he raised his hands up in defense.

“I know my love, I was just messing with you. Now finish up your soup and I’ll give you some well deserved cuddles, yeah?” He says leaning over kissing your cheek.

You nod as you put on a fake smile, sighing into the bite of soup you took. How are you supposed to tell your boyfriend that you don’t want him to cuddle you?

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It’s been 10 minutes now since you finished your soup and your boyfriend immediately pulling you into him to cuddle.

Your head laid on his chest, as your arms wrapped around his torso like you usually would. Your legs tangled with one another.

You will admit that it was nice for the first few minutes, sighing contently as you closed your eyes. But now, it was starting to become unbearable. Your skin felt like it was on fire, as you began to squirm uncomfortably.

“Paul, can you please let me go? I can’t do this anymore, you’re making my skin burn up more than it already is.” You mumbled as you tried to get out of his grip.

He looked down at you, hurt. He let go of you as you moved away from him, panting softly to yourself as you enjoyed the cold air hitting your body.

You knew Paul was hurt, and you didn’t mean for it to come off so harshly, you just needed to get away from him.

Paul watched as you relaxed feeling terrible that he made you feel even more uncomfortable than you already were.

“I’ll be downstairs if you need anything..” He spoke barely above a whisper, as he leaned over, kissing the crown of your head softly, before getting up, exiting your room.

“Paul, don’t leave! I still want you with me.” You begged as you tried to reach out for him, but he continued to walk out your room, upset with himself that he made his girlfriend uncomfortable.

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I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading!🫶

- Paige

[hehe-69]

Bonfire Part 8

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Warnings: FLUFF ~SOFT JACOB~ HURT/COMFORT WOLFPACK ~FOUND FAMILY~ ~MENTIONS OF DEATH AND LOSS OF FAMILY MEMBER~ KISSING

Summary: it’s the anniversary of reader’s father’s passing, and it’s a day they Usally spend alone. But this year, they get to spend it with Jacob and the pack. For the first time in a long time reader feels like they finally have a family again.

I had to write this twice so it may be updated by me as I remember things I missed from the first time I wrote it

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Today was the anniversary of your father’s passing, you still remember everything you went through. Finding him on the floor, with his dead eyes staring right at you…you didn’t like to think about it much. When he passed, you’ve never been able to look people in the eyes without thinking of his. Your mother was convinced you would work through it and move past it, but to this day you still struggle with it.

You’re used to either spending this day alone, crying in your room watching old video taps of him. All the times he tried to teach you guitar, all the times you sang together, the times he made you laugh so hard you’d be crying wheezing. Or keeping so busy you don’t have time to think about it. You never laughed that way again, till that night at the bonfire. Sitting and messing around, surrounded by the Wolfpack an it felt like you were finally exactly where you belonged. It felt like walking into a house after braving a storm.

While you’re pulling up to your driveway, you see Jacob sitting on your porch waiting for you. Confusion oozes through you as you get out of your vehicle. “What are you doing here? I thought you’d be on patrol.” You voice your thoughts as you walk up to the porch. Jacob smiles shyly and stands up to hug you. “I managed to convince Jared to switch me shifts so I could come see you.” Jacob explains, before kissing the top of you head. “Is your mom pulling another double?” Jacob asks after noticing that her car isn’t in the driveway. “Yeah, another one of her coworkers called in last minute so she picked up the shift.”

Jacob frowns, “Does she not know what today is?” He’s confused as to why shed leave you alone when you probably needed her most. “She does, it’s just…” You don’t know how to describe it without it sounding bad. You knew your mom loved you, and she would support you in her own ways. But when it came to the topic of your father, shut down. “She doesn’t like to talk about it, or even think about him.”

“What about you? What do you do?” Jacob asks, and he’s prying you don’t spend the entire day alone. “I either try to stay busy and not think about it, or I just watch old videos of him.” You try not to look at Jacob when you say this. Jacob heart drops, you spend the day completely alone. “When I think to much about him, I feel like I can’t breath.” Jacob pulls you into another hug. “Well today you and me are hanging out and going to Emily’s for supper.” You can’t help but feel relieved at this, for once you weren’t going to be alone today.

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You spend the day with Jacob in his makeshift shop, listing to music and laughing, watching him work on whatever new projects hes begun. But somewhere deep inside of you reminds you how you and your father used to be like this.

“Y/N?” Jacob asks you gently, and suddenly you realize that his now on his knees in front of you looking up at you with eyes full of concern. “I’m sorry, I was just thinking.” You whisper out softly. And Jacob gabs your hands and kisses them on the tip of each finger. “We don’t have to talk about it, but just know, I’m here for you. Always.” It’s a good thing you’re sitting down because if you weren’t you would be full body swooning from both his words and the intense amount of devotion within Jacob’s eyes. “Thank you, for being with me today.” You say and your eyes well up with tears. “Don’t thank me, I shoulve been here today and every single year before.” Jacob says softly and kisses a tear that escaped onto your cheekbone. And you flush, giggling softly and scrunching up your nose. “I love when you do that.” Jacob smirks and kisses the tip of your nose. And you feel like you’re actually going to faint.

“Hush.” You manage to say softly. “I would, but I think we both know you’d miss the sound of my voice.” You glare at a very smug Jacob. You want to wipe that look off his face, so you grab his head with both hands and kiss him. Jacob doesn’t hesitate to kiss you back, nibbling softly on your bottom lip.

And as you’re sitting on a stool in the shop, Jacob is practically devouring you through the kiss. It’s messy and hot as fuck, and you thankful for his hands on your hips or else you’d be on the floor by how forcefully he is kissing you. He’s standing up now, angling your head with his hands to deepen the kiss. Your hands end up Jacob’s hair once more, and you scrape your nails against his scalp. And he practically whines into the kiss, his mouth opens up just enough for you to sneak your tongue into the kiss.

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Jacob drives you to Emily’s house for supper, every member of the pack is there ready to comfort and support you. And the second Seth has you in his sights, he pulls you into a bear hug. It’s like being hugged by the most precious and warmest panda in existence. He pulls back and gives you a sad smile. He knows exactly what it’s like, the desth of his father is still a fresh wound in his heart. You smile back sadly at him in understanding.

“Okay Seth get lost before you make them cry.” Jacob says ruffling the boys hair. “Okay okay I’m going.” Seth laughs and practically runs away into the dinning room.

Jacob pulls you into his side by your waist. He kisses you on the head before whispering against is a reminder. “What ever you need, just ask and it’s yours”

“I have everything I will ever need right in this house.” You reply softly and you mean every word of it.

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The pack is warm and inviting. Leah herself is there, just as warm and just as inviting. They all welcome you with open arms and open hearts. Picking on you and joking around. And you have never felt so seen and supported before in years.

Supper is just as warm and it’s full of laughter and joy, and so much love it overwhelms you. You sit there, watching, and for the first time in a long time. You feel like you actually belong. Like your home after spending years alone in the darkness. Sam himself nods at you with a smile, letting you know silently that they are here for you. Alive and healthy, waiting to be whatever you need them to be.

Emily’s house is the only time you get to sit down and have a family dinner. It’s a found family, one bonded by blood, sweat and tears. One that welcomes you with open arms, one that supports you and loves you like a family should.

And you start to tear up, your throat burns with the need to cry, and you’re horrified that you will. Till a hand finds your thigh from under the table. That same, impossibly warm grounding hand. Your tether to the earth. And you meet the owners tender and loving eyes.

And you realize nothing can possibly get better than this.

You actually feel at home. You have have a family again. You’re not alone anymore. You have found your own personal slice of heaven. Here in this house, with theses people.

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“Hey Y/N.” Paul calls out as you’re cleaning up supper plates, you put them on the counter for Jacob to clean before turning towards Paul. “What’s up?”

“Can I talk to you outside for a minute?” Jacob looks at you, wordlessly asking if you’re comfortable enough to go on your own. And you smile at him softly nodding your head. Jacob pulls you into him by your waist before pressing a kiss you on the forehead.

“EW NOT IN THE KITCHEN!” Embry says playfully, Quill behind him holding his hand. “Your PDA is a bit much for my child of god eyes.” Quill adds.

“You’re one to talk you and Quill have been all over each other since everyone found out.” Jacob teases Embry back.

“Nuh uh.” Quill defense and you mange to slip away before the showdown starts.

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“Sorry for taking so long, I got caught in a teasing match.” You say laughing akwardly. Paul had been sitting on the porch waiting for you. “I bet you had to peel Jacob off of you just to escapes.” Paul’s voice is teasing as he chuckles.

“Oh you have no idea.” You say as you sit down next to him. And Paul laughs at that before turning serious. “I wanted to apologize to you.” You frown your face in confusion. “What for?” “For wolfing our on you like that. You didn’t deserve that, you’ve had to deal with enough bullshit in your life.” Paul’s voice turns soft. “I’m not sorry for scaring Bella, she kind of deserved it. But you, you didn’t. I keep thinking back to how you looked that day, you were so out of it and scared. I never wanted to make anyone fear me like that. I think about it all the time.” You know Paul didn’t mean to do that to you, Bella provoked him and he was already struggling with self control. “Paul, I’ll admit that you intimidate me. But you’re like an older brother with anger issues to me. Honestly I was more horrified knowing I had been in a nest of vampires at least 5 times without while being non the wiser.”

Paul laughs bitterly at that. “I still can’t believe she would do that to you…if anyone messes with you, give me a call and I’ll beat the shit out of them for you.” Paul says, you laugh before realizing he’s dead serious. You smile at him and tell him that you never had to apologize, you forgive him months ago.

Paul looks so relieved, like an impossibly heavy weight has been lifted off his shoulders. He gets up and drags you back inside to play card with everyone.

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You mange to sneak outside into the cool fresh air of the night. Breathing it in you try to clear your mind, everything reminds you of him, all the warmth and bright smiles, the joy. You don’t want to cry infront of everyone, not after everything they’ve done for you.

“Hey.” Leah says simply as she sits down next to you, Seth close behind her sitting down next to her.

“You two needed an escape too.” You tease lightly, but they can tell your hearts not in it.

“I guess you could say that.” Leah laughing lightly. “We actually came out looking for you,” Seth beings. “We wanted to talk to you about your dad.” Seth starts to get nervous. “Only if you want to of course.”

“What Seth means is, we know what you went through. Our dad is gone too.” Leah speaks plainly, and you feel guilty. They father passed away months ago and they are here to comfort you. You’ve had years to get over your father’s passing and here you are acting like a baby about it still. It makes you feel horrible.

“I’m so sorry, I can’t imagine what it must’ve been like.” You say sympathetically.

“Except you can.” Leah say bluntly. “We had people to help us through it.”

“Our mom was there for us, we had a bunch of people on the rez. We even had the pack.” Seth explains.

“You had nobody.” Leah starts. “Sure Billy and Jacob tired their best to be there for you. But you spent all this time trying to force yourself to move one. And it’s not the same as having your mother be there for you. Grief is something nobody ever really gets over.”

And her words hit you hard. The dam breaks, all those years you spent by yourself. All the times you just wanted your mother to be there, to see you. You just wanted her to comfort you. You needed her and she was never there.

You start to sob, and immediately Leah pulls you in for a hug, Seth following close behind. They hold you as you sob for every year you spent alone, every time you wished your farther was there, Everytime you wanted to talk to him, to see him, hear his laugh again. You cry for the bright beacon of light he was in your life, and how long you have spent alone in the dark. You start to get scared that you’ll never stop.

As your crying you feel Jacob behind you, holding you close and whispering words of encouragement into your ear as you sob. Embry follows, then Quill, Paul, Jared. They all join in the hug, and Sam comes with Emily to join in too.

They stay there, holding you, waiting patiently, silently supporting you, and they don’t move till you’ve stopped. It’s one big group hug.

And slowly, one by one they let you go. Jacob keeps a hand on your waist, as everyone walks back inside. “Whatever you need” he whispers again, kissing your head softly. You’re beyond embarrassed, but they all reassure you that they’ve all been there.

“Jared cried for days the first time he phased.” Sam says laughing as Jared immediately goes on defense.

“It was bad, I mean I didn’t think he’d ever stop.” Paul says trying not to laugh. “Point is, if we can be there for Jared we can be there for you too.”

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And you all sit down, and play a game called Muggins.

Description

In cribbage, "muggins" is a rule where a player can claim points that the other player forgets to claim, effectively "muggins" the opponent for overlooking a score.

Here's a more detailed explanation:

What it is:

Muggins is a variation in cribbage where if a player fails to claim points they are entitled to, the other player can call "muggins" and take those points.

How it works:

During the play and showing stages, players must carefully count their points and claim them.

If a player overlooks a combination that scores points (like a pair, run, or fifteen), the other player can call "muggins".

The player who called "muggins" then claims the missed points.

When it applies:

Muggins can be called for missed points in the play and showing stages, but not for failing to claim "two for his heels" (if the starter is a jack) or overpegging.

Why it's called "muggins":

The term "muggins" is thought to be connected to the word "mug," which means fool or idiot, implying that a player who forgets to claim points is a simpleton.

Variations:

Some players use a "muggins" rule where a player can steal points from their opponent if their opponent forgets to count points in their hand.

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Leah is the one who suggested the game. It takes a while for everyone to get a hang of it. And once they do, it’s the most fun you have ever had playing cards.

“MUGGINS FUCKER!” Paul shouts out proudly, as Jared plays his Queen on your king instead of playing it in the center. “FUCK ME!” Jared yells before pouting as everyone gives him a card.

“Dude this is like the 12th time you’ve done this.” Seth laughs.

“It’s just getting sad at this point.” Leah teases Jared as she hands him a card from her deck.

“You think you’d learn by now.” Sam teases.

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“Dude I don’t know how you are doing it but you’ve got to be cheating.” Jacob exclaims to Embry who is down to 4 cards.

“Hey, hate the game not the player.” Embry replies smiling happily.

“You’re only saying that because you almost have as many cards as Jared.” Quill pipes up to defend his boyfriend.

“That’s only because everyone gave me like 5 cards each in the beginning of the game.” Jacob defends. “Hunny that was last round.” You laugh calling Jacob out. “Hey you’re supposed to be on my side here.” Jacob’s voice is dripping with fake offense.

“Thank you Y/N, finally there is someone at this table to keep Jacob honest.” Embry teases laughing at the glare Jacob shoots him.

———

“YOU ULTIMATE BITCH!” Paul shouts as Seth plays card after card on his deck. “Don’t be a sour loser Paul.” Leah laughs out.

“Sorry.” Seth says bashfully as he’s played 10 cards on Paul.

“We should start having game night at least every other week.” Emily says cheerfully.

———

It’s the most fun you have ever had playing cards, and you all play round after round. You don’t win a single match but you’re the happiest you’ve ever been. There’s light in your life again.

———————

I’ll make a continuation of this night and it’s highlights in part 9 followed by some…spicy moments with Jacob and reader.

I’m so sorry if this sucks, I wrote this whole thing out and was so excited for you to read it and TUMBLR DELTED IT ALL. I crashed out for 20 minutes and tried my best to remember what I wrote.

I was so happy with it I’m still depressed about it. But I hope you enjoyed the 2nd attempt of it all.

As always feel free to request anything you want to see in future parts.

Thanks for reading

Love ya🫶

Part 9

[all4seth]

pov: you find out about your boyfriend, seth and his friends being able to shift into wolves

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to, you know?" Seth asked for the milionth time.

"I do want to meet your friends, seth, I know how important they are to you" I reassured him with a smile.

We were now walking through the reservation, heading towards emily and sam uley's house, where seth's friends often hung out. We had been talking about this for a while and I figured that I would have met them sometime anyway, since Seth and I had been dating for a few months.

As soon as we reached the house, a few dark haired, shirtless and tan boys ran out, their faces radiating with excitment.

"So you're the lucky girl, huh?" one of them looked me up and down.

"Seth seems to be luckier, Jared. I'm Paul Lahote" another smirked as he held out his hand.

I took it nervously and said: "Y/N Y/L/N"

They each then shook my hand and greeted me.

"Embry Call. Nice to finally meet you, Y/N."

"Seth talks about you all the time, trust me. I'm Quil"

Seth lightly punched his shoulder and the boys laughed.

And so on. After introducing themselves, they sprinted back into the house as someone called for them. Seth and I stayed behind and he softly squeezed my hand, before saying:

"Seems to be going good"

"They all seem like great friends" I smiled at him.

"They are" he smiled back. "But if you ever bring this up, I'll deny it"

We both laughed and he turned to me as we reached the doorway and placed a soft kiss on my lips.

The boys sat at the table made puking sounds and jokingly covered their eyes with their hands.

Seth and I laughed it off, right before a woman scolded them.

I hadn't even noticed her; after she turned around, she came up to us and hugged me, then introduced herself as Emily Young.

"You're Sam's wife, ri-"

"His imprint" Paul cut me off.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as the boys all snapped at him, Jared's elbow hitting Paul's side, perhaps a bit harder than he meant.

In response to Jared, Paul got up, his chair falling to the ground, and pushed Jared a few meters back. They were yelling at each other as the other boys were quick to drag them out of the house, both of their bodies shaking violently.

"Stay here with Emily" Seth whispered, then ran towards them.

She and I got out on the porch, incapable of interfering.

Jacob was holding Paul back by his arm, while Quil and Jared were trying to calm Jared down, the other boys standing in between them.

"Cool off guys, Sam's about to get here" Emily shouted.

It was no use; swiftly, Paul freed himswlf from Jacob's grip and shockingly enough, his body contorsioned into the one of a huge, ash-gray wolf. Jared was quick to jump back at him, only he had transformed as well. Paul sank his teeth somewhere around the other guy's shoulder, who howled in pain before striking back.

When I was finally able to look away from the fight, my eyes searched for my boyfriend, with fear. He was nowhere to be seen; instead, in the place he last stood was now a wolf, who was a bit shorter than the rest, eyes looking into mine.

"Seth" I whispered.

I was frightened; not really of the huge wolves, though, but rather for Seth, praying he wouldn't get hurt.

I was pulled out of my train of thought by the shouting of another man, who was fastly approaching them. His head turned to me for a moment, before his clothes all fell onto the ground, shredded, as the greatest of wolves stood next to the fighting boys. He was visibly taller with black fur, his chest pressing forward as he held his head high; "must be their leader" I thought to myself.

Suddenly, the wolves all backed up, Paul and Jared's bowing in front of Sam. After a few moments in which all looked the great wolf in the eyes, they scattered running into the forest, nowhere to be seen.

Emily grabbed my arm softly and urged me inside.

"Come on, they'll be here soon"

"Are they going to be okay?" I asked quickly, much worried for them all, tears forming in my eyes.

She looked at me and sighed, stroking my hair.

"Yes, they'll be okay, sweetheart. This happens pretty much on a daily basis around here"

I gulped, with shock.

"So this... this huge wolf thing is common around here?"

She laughed and nodded.

"They'll explain everything to you when they get here"

As soon as she said that, the tan boys came back into the house, all laughing and joking around, Paul and Jared included. All except for Seth and Sam, who stayed behind, talking in a very serious demeanor. As they reached the house, Seth stopped into the doorway while Sam came uo to Emily and kissed her tenderly. Then, he turned to me and said:

"Seth wishes to talk to you, kid."

I nervously walked outside, meeting his anxious gaze.

We sat in silence for a few moments before I bursted out loud:

"Oh Seth, are you all alright?"

I checked his arms and chest and back, searching for any sign of harm, yet he was spotless.

"Yeah, I'm fine" he laughed, still tense.

I exhaled, relieved and hugged him tight.

"Are... are you not absolutely terrified by me? Do you not want to never talk to me again?"

I giggled against his warm shoulder.

"No, of course I'm not scared of you. I mean, was I completely taken aback when all you guys turned into huge wolves? Yeah, sure. But scared of you? No, never." I shook my head as I voiced the last words.

"I love you" he said, finally relaxed.

"I love you too"

[lovebeinaprincessworld]

Twilight

Marcus Volturi

First date

Christmas Revelations

Lightning in a bottle

Alec Volturi

The red-eyed boy

The talk

Mine

Felix Volturi

Bad day

The worst timing

Green-eyed Monster

As you wish

Crush me

Missing you

Demetri Volturi

Love blooming under bookshelves

Fallen Angel

Paul Lahote

Apology Boy

Understanding

Quil Ateara

Anything, Anything

Anything

Embry Call

Personal Heater

[lilithslittleworld]

Character list!! (Requests are open)

Hello all! I'm compiling my first masterlist (I'm pretty new to all of this tbh) but I thought I'd do a little overview of what characters I write about/with and in what areas!

Divergent series:

Four (Tobias Eaton): fluff, angst, one shots, headcanons, smut

Tris: fluff, angst, one shots, headcanons, smut

Peter Hayes (SOO underrated imo): fluff, angst, one shots, headcanons, smut

Christina: fluff, one shots, headcanons, some smut.

Probably anyone else upon request unless I really dislike them.

Will: fluff, one shots, headcanons, and some smut.

Harry Potter universe:

Harry Potter: fluff, one shots, headcanons, smut

Weasleys: Ron, Ginny, Fred, and George: all fluff, one shots, headcanons, angst, and smut

Tom Riddle: some fluff,one shots, headcanons, smut, and angst.

Hermione Granger: fluff, headcanons, one shot, and smut.

Luna Lovegood: fluff, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Draco Malfoy (sometimes): angst, smut, one shots, and headcanons.

Marauders era: Remus Lupin and Sirius Black: fluff, angst, smut, one shots, and headcanons.

Twilight saga:

Bella Swan: fluff, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Cullens: Jasper, Alice, Edward (sometimes), and Carlisle upon request. All: fluff, angst, one shots, and headcanons. Smut: Alice, Jasper, and sometimes Edward and Carlise

Quileutes/Pack: Jacob, Jared, Sam (sometimes), Embry, Quil, Paul, Leah, and Seth (only fluff, absolutely no smut unless it's in the future aka everyone is an adult) All: fluff, angst, one shots, and headcanons. Smut: Jacob, Jared, Quil, Embry, Leah, Paul and sometimes Sam, sometimes.

Top Gun Fandom

Maverick: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Rooster: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Hangman: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Phoenix: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Bob: fluff, headcanons, and one shots.

The Hunger Games Series

Katniss Everdeen: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Peeta Mellark: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Gale Hawthorne: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Finnick Odair: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, and smut.

Anne With An 'E' Series

Anne Shirley Cuthbert: fluff, headcanons, one shots, agnst.

Gilbert Blythe: fluff, angst, headcanons, and oneshots.

Diana Barry: fluff, headcanons, one shots, and angst.

Jerry Baynard: fluff, headcanons, one shots, and agnst.

Cole Mackenzie: fluff, headcanons, and one shots.

Star Wars Universe

Anakin Skywalker: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shot, and smut

Padmé Amidala: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, and smut

Obi-Wan Kenobi: fluff, angst, headcanons, and one shots

Princess Leia: fluff, angst, headcanons, and one shots.

Han Solo: fluff, angst, headcanons, and one shots. Some smut

Luke Skywalker: angst, headcanons, fluff, one shots, and some smut.

R2D2 and C3P0: purely cute interactions between them i love them

Kylo Ren: fluff, angst, headcanons, one shots, SMUTTTTT.

[fizzyboi-98]

🌧️💧Rainy day Headcannons for quil, embry, seth and jacob, 🌧️💧

~Quil ateara~

Most days raining or not are spent on patrol with the pack in the woods,

But the times he does have with you, you both sit on the porch with tea, coffee, or hot chocolate, and a blanket and cuddle, he's so warm, but if you're a wolf too then no blanket,

"I love you so much" his pretty brown eyes sparkling, he looks so love struck when he looks at you sometimes,

Sweet baby boy smiles a lot when you're with him, you cuddle and talk about everything & anything, he likes playing with your hair that lays on your back & the back of your neck or around your face,

The wolf boys love feeling their imprint's warm skin on theirs, his hand on your skin somehow, if you're ok with it of course,

Reading to him or him reading to you cuddled together for awhile.

) Jacob black (

He honestly wants nothing more than to eat dinner and take a nap with you in his dark room listening to the rain hit the roof, or take a nap midday and shut the curtains,

(he can't sleep in anything but complete darkness) he kisses you on the forehead and drifts off to sleep knowing you're safe and asleep against him, (also he snores but pretty quietly).

- > Embry call < -

(as I've said) he would want to go camping, you two don't even have to be far away from yours or his house,

he would put up the tent with or without your help before the rain starts (and put the rain tarp on of course)

You two would eat whatever you brought or eat inside before going out to the tent, but what he really wants is what he calls (the best sleep he's ever gotten)

If you're a shifter or not he still sleeps shirtless, if you're not, he'll keep you warm but if you are then you'll keep each other warm,

he'd honestly want as much skin content with you as you're comfortable with while you sleep, he loves sleeping in the warm tent listening to the wind and rain with you (it is the best sleep he's had) ;)

// Seth clearwater //

I feel he'd want to take a walk with you while it rains, wearing rain coats and boots he doesn't need them maybe neither do you but since he wants to walk around in public places with you it would be pretty weird to be barefoot and not dressed for the rain walking around forks,

Maybe check out some stores and/or just walk around, but holding hands is mandatory, talking about whatever's going on in yours and his busy or slow week,

Stop to eat and make a cute little date out of it (like this wasn't his plan all along)

Running into an old family friend and watching him grin sheepishly when they say how cute you two are. "ha, thanks."

Bringing back some dinner for leah and their mom, and when you get to his room he gives you the hoodie/jacket/sweater he was wearing because it's so warm and smells like him and his body wash/cologne

He puts something else on and you two watch movies with leah and his mom, not caring if you fall asleep on each other,

A/n thanks for reading ☺️🫧

🌧️💧🌧️💧🌧️💧🌧️💧🌧️💧🌧️💧🌧️💧🌧️💧🌧️💧🌧️💧

april/21/23

[sethsclearwater]

COCKWARMING WITH QUIL???!!!! Could I request it please?

"c'mon lovebug," quil teased, both of you letting out breathy laughs as you threw one leg over his waist as you sat up, resting your hands on his bare abdomen.

you and quil had managed to go at it for the majority of the evening, leaving both of you a sweaty mess once you finally decided to tap out. "you got it," quil encouraged, sliding his hands up your thighs to settle at your hips, helping you lift them up when he realized you were definitely a bit more worn out than he'd originally anticipated you being.

"there you go," he mused, dropping one hand from your hip in favor of pumping his cock, which had somehow managed to get hard again despite the amount of times he'd cum already.

you let out a low whine when you felt his cock prodding at your overstimulated entrance but quil didn't seem to be too interested in dealing with your antics, already knowing you were more than okay with taking his cock again.

you yawned, eliciting a breathy laugh from quil as he helped you sink down on his cock, the lewd squelching sound that came from between your legs as he pressed inside reminding you just how long you two had been at it for tonight, "you can lay down in a minute," he reassured when he saw the way you were yawning, chuckling when you let out another yawn as he finally bottomed out in you.

"alright there you go," he mused, sliding both hands up your sides, his clammy hands wrapping around you to pull your sweaty figure down onto him so he could hold you close.

you let yourself relax in his arms, dropping your shoulders and allowed your eyes to fall closed as he ran one hand up and down your back soothingly, "that was so good," he murmured after a moment, pressing his lips to your hair.

you smiled despite knowing he couldn't see it with the way you had your face buried in the crook of his neck, unable to contain the glow that he gave you with his praise, "so good," you reiterated after a moment, your words coming out a bit muffled which had quil laughing again, his chest reverberating with the sound of it.

"always the best with you," he added, pecking your hair once more before letting out a sigh as he also relaxed into the bed, "my lovebug," he mused playfully, smiling to himself when you giggled at the nickname.

[mrsclearwaters]

Paul Lahote x Emmett Cullen imprinting fic

Paul imprints on Emmett at a meeting and tries to fight it.

Some angst, fluff

3,068 words

(I originally uploaded this like a month ago on another account that I’ve had for years. It was my first ever post but I’m stupid and the email I used for that account was from when I was 13 and I don’t have access too it so now I’m logged out permanently which is kinda heartbreaking. Luckily I still have the story in my drafts so I’m reposting).

Paul was unable to make it to the treaty meeting after Jacobs imprint and didn't witness Seth and Leah's imprints but he was less than pleased when he saw it replayed in the shifters minds.

He likes to think he could've stopped this madness, not the imprints but at least the treaty mishap, if he was there.

The leeches claimed 3 of his friends, his family, and it pisses him off to no end. He knows he can't blame his pack mates for their imprints but he can sure as hell blame the vampires for choosing Forks, for meeting the pack, for everything that led to this moment.

Sam decided to make them come to this meeting in their human forms, something he'd argued against for hours but eventually had to give in to his Alphas decision.

Seth, Leah and Jacob seem to have warmed up to their imprints, Leah more reluctantly than the others and as much as it infuriates him, he can't exactly expect them to deny their fated mates.

This meeting is to discuss fighting techniques for future issues that both may encounter and he reluctantly follows Sam and Jacobs trucks on his bike, with Seth clinging onto him as he drives and the others riding with the Alphas.

When he finally pulls up and Seth runs towards his imprint before he fully stops, he groans at the inevitable torture.

Leah and Jacob stay put on either side of Sam but they aren't as tense as Paul in front of the vampires.

"Hello Carlisle," Sam addresses their leader who smiles and greets him back.

"I'm glad you're open to building trust with us." Sam nods,

"It'd be best for the future of both of us. You said we we're going through fight techniques?"

"Yes, Jasper is a trained general, he knows how to fight vampires, specifically newborns who would be a great threat should we ever come across them. It would be a useful tool to learn."

"Okay so let's do that." Carlisle nods and Jasper steps forward, he goes into an explanation and then a demonstration with all of the Cullens.

Paul thinks this is a pointless exercise, they know how to fight, and vampires are their natural enemies, they don't need tips.

He watches Sam go against Quil, Embry against Colin, Rosalie against Jared and Alice against Seth until Jaspers eyes land on him.

He rolls his eyes and steps forward, cracking his knuckles.

"Who am I fighting?"

"I think Emmett should be a good fit against you." He learns that Emmett is the brute when he steps forward with a shit eating grin but his eyes shift when they land on him.

Edwards eyes widen and he looks at him confused, the mind reader just shakes his head as if to tell him to wait.

He shakes it off but he feels them eyes stay on him as he goes behind a tree and shifts before coming back to face his opponent.

When he does he regrets everything. He should have skipped this meeting too, because the universe clearly hates him.

His imprint, his whole world, his sole purpose for living, is a fucking leech. That must have been the reason for the shift in the brutes eyes, he'd mated and when Paul shifted so did he.

The shifters who'd already had their matches started exclaiming their shock in his mind until Sam silenced them all.

'Oh my god! Paul, you too man?!' Jared, he didn't fucking ask for this.

'This is so good!' Seth, and he rolls his eyes because this is anything but good.

'Maybe this is a good thing,' Colin, he appreciates the effort but he wants to fucking scream at the thought of this.

'Come on Paul, he's your soulmate, there's clearly a reason for this.' Embry, yeah and the reason is that the universe has it out for him.

'I still don't get how this shit is possible,' Quil, the voice of fucking reason.

'Everyone Quiet!' Sam, now he's going to get a lecture about accepting this and not breaking both of their hearts or some shit.

'Paul-'

'I don't wanna hear it Sam.'

'I won't lecture you. Just talk to him before you do anything you'll regret.' Too late.

As soon as his imprint steps forward, he moves back and then before he knows it he's running.

He hears the pack shouting for him, and Jacob telling his imprint to, "give him time," but he doesn't dwell on any of it.

He's outside his house and he's unshifted. He thinks about it for a moment and decides he'd rather not face his parents right now, he's too out of it too make anything up.

So he does the next best thing, and climbs in through his bedroom window.

The only thing he can think to do is sleep, he doesn't want to think about what just happened and what it means.

He's fated to a leech, what a fucking nightmare.

When he wakes up his head is throbbing and he knows it's not normal but he ignores it and goes out for his usual run, pushing through the pain and ignoring the occasional tug from the new link in his mind.

Every day that goes by with him ignoring the imprint, the pain gets worse but he forces himself to push through it.

His heart feels like it's being ripped apart every time he thinks about Emmett's face when he ran away but all he can do is push it to the back of his mind and ignore it.

On day 5, Sam asks him to do patrol, he's avoided shifting for this long knowing how much worse it will get when his wolf has control. He's been pushing his wolf down for so long and it's been fighting back, pushing him towards Emmett.

When he finally shifts with Quil and lets Jared end his patrol he feel's everything tenfold. The pain from Emmett is mixed with a hunger he's never felt before and he realises his mate hasn't been feeding.

'Ffs, I need to hunt for him now.'

'Mate, you should just speak to him. Clearly it's affecting you. You can barely function.'

'I'm fine. Quil, you need to give this to him. I can't be near him.'

'You can't trust yourself with him?' Quil laughs and he gives him a deadpan look knowing how weird it looks in his wolf form.

'Alright, I'll do it.' He rolls his eyes and begins his search for prey.

He comes across a deer and slowly sneaks up on it, attacking the jugular and making sure it's dead before dropping it in front of Quil who grabs it and runs towards the Cullens house.

He watches through the pack mind as Quil comes to a stop in front of the mansion and a confused Carlisle opens the door.

"Quil, right?" He nods and Carlisle smiles still confused before Edward joins him and reads his mind.

"Paul knows Emmett hasn't been feeding, he sent Quil to give him the deer. He hunted it himself."

Emmett steps onto his balcony as soon as he hears his mates name and jumps down in front of the wolf who drops the food in front of the vampire.

"Thank you." They all know it's aimed at Paul and he practically swoons at the small smile sent his way.

'You're already sappy for him bro.' Quil laughs.

'Shut the fuck up.' He watches Edward laugh a bit at the conversation and tells him to fuck off too.

Quil nods at them all before leaving and making his way back.

Slowly the hunger Paul could feel through the link dissipates and the pain that has been lingering for days also dulls slightly.

He repeats Emmett's smile in his head through his whole patrol and Quil practically runs home when they're done, glad to be done with his pining.

'Just talk to him man,' he hears before the pack mind is empty. He rolls his eyes and unshifts himself to go back to his usual routine, sleep, eat, and then sleep some more.

Sleep is the only thing that dissipates the pain, heartbreak and throbbing head alike.

But at the 2 week mark his mind is playing with him, his days consist of staying in bed, his parents and the pack forcing him to eat, he can't shake the squeezing of his heart and the feeling that his very being and soul is hurting, his dreamless nights have turned into a nightmare.

Emmett being chased by some random vampire, she's right on his tale until she starts jumping through trees in the preserve and then finally lands on him and rips his head off.

He wakes up screaming and sweating when it happens. Sam comes running in with the rest of the pack in tow, they were discussing what to do about Paul's imprint when they heard his cries.

"Paul! Paul, what's happened. Calm down, tell me what happened."

"Em-Emmett. He died- ahhhh." He thrashes and screams at the pain that fills his whole body now, his heart is breaking, the guilt of not being there, of not saving him is overwhelming.

He hears muffled talking and shouts until Jacob and Leah are in front of him, "Paul, he's okay. He's alive. We just saw him."

He looks up at them, trying to find out if there's any truth in their words, and he finally feels the link in his mind still exists. His heart rate picks up in relief and he lets out a sob.

"Paul, please. It's killing you. Just go see him." Sam begs and he looks at the alpha.

"He's not doing well either." Seth starts, the look Jacob and Leah share with him doesn't go unnoticed.

"He's been begging us not to tell you, to let you figure it out on your own. But you haven't shifted, so you haven't seen it. When you told Quil to give him that deer because you felt the hunger when you shifted. It's the last thing he let himself eat because you got it."

"He's been getting worse, like he's punishing himself for not being good enough for you. He won't leave his room, he shouldn't get sick but he looks paler every time we see him, like he's disappearing before our eyes." Jacob adds and he reels in anger, shock, and guilt.

He knew ignoring his imprint would hurt him, he didn't know that mates worked the same way, he thought Emmett would be okay without him. Albeit hurt but okay nonetheless.

"What the fuck?! Why hasn't he been feeding? Why does he think he's not fucking good enough?!" Before the pack can say anything else he storms out and shifts.

He pauses when it hits him, agony. He feels like he hasn't eaten in months, the link between them that's stronger when shifted is weak, he can barely feel him.

His wolf cries out and he runs as fast as he can towards the Cullen house.

When voices pop into his head one by one he ignores them and pushes through, finally reaching the mansion.

He shifts back, pulling his shorts on and speeding to the front door, where Alice opens it with a sympathetic smile.

He doesn't deserve that, he's pissed at himself more than anything. He could take the pain, but how dare he cause his mate the same fate.

"Where is he?" She points to the stairs and he rushes past her, the rest of the Cullens scattered across the living and the pack piling into the house behind him.

"It's the second room on the left," she says to him as he goes and he mutters a small thanks as he runs up.

He barges into the room, and the sight he's met with makes him want to throw up.

Emmett quickly stands from his bed and smiles softly, "Paul." He looks so pale, even for a vampire this doesn't seem natural, his eyes are bloodshot, there'd be tear tracks down his cheeks if he could cry.

Paul rushes forward and shoves him into the wall next to the balcony,

"Why haven't you been feeding?!" Emmett looks confused and shakes his head,

"How could I? I don't deserve to feed. I'm a leech remember, you could never love me." Paul reels in shock, his grip loosens and he feels a lump in the back of his throat.

"You- you're."

"Im sorry you had to come here Paul. You can leave if you want." He knows neither of them want that. He can see in Emmett's eyes that he's hurting at even the idea.

He doesn't know what to say so he does the next best thing, he holds out his arm. Emmett looks even more confused now, eyebrows knitted together, it's kind of cute.

He shakes the thought out of his head, right now he needs to help his mate, and his blood should bring back his strength faster than anything else.

"Eat." He demands and Emmett's eyes widen. "I- I can't. I haven't fed, I don't think I could stop myself."

"I'm willing to take that risk... and.. I trust you." Emmett shakes his head,

"I'll hurt you. I can't."

"Emmett, you're weak, this is the only way to bring your strength back. I'm your mate, I know you won't hurt me."

Emmett looks at him, his eyes conflicted and he brings his arm too his own mouth, using his sharp wolf teeth to penetrate the skin, hissing a bit, before pushing his arm closer to Emmett's mouth,

"Eat." He says again and finally he gives in, gently holding his arm and bringing it to his mouth. He hesitates for a second before licking the dripping blood and then allowing himself to continue.

It doesn't hurt the way Paul thought it would, it's like the more his mate drinks, the more satisfied he feels. When Emmett finally feels the liquid he worries for a second that he won't stop. It's better than anything he's ever tasted, and he knows it's because it's Paul. But he also knows he could never hurt him and allows himself to enjoy it for a moment.

Paul feels weak, not from his blood being drained but from the feeling of giving his mate strength. It's overwhelmingly good.

He rests his head on Emmett's shoulder and feels the vampire pause, "it's okay, keep going." He says it in the softest tone and he doesn't think he's ever heard himself use that tone with anyone.

When Paul actually starts to feel lightheaded he lets Emmett keep going for a few seconds before he stops him.

"Emmett.. that's enough." He thinks the vampire can't hear him for a second but then he feels the fangs retract and Emmett licks the wound to clean it up.

When they look at each other they realise what just happened, Paul can't help the blush that spreads across his cheeks. He'd ignored it for so long and when he finally gave in it was so intimate that it was overwhelming.

"I'm sorry I caused you pain," he whispers and Emmett just smiles at him,

"You don't understand how long I've wanted this."

"I think I do." Paul can't help but steal a look at his imprints lips before looking back into his eyes.

"You're the most stubborn man I've ever met you know." Emmett says. He laughs a bit and nods.

They're so close that their breaths are mingled and Paul can't help it anymore, he leans in and closes the gap, catching Emmett's gasp and deepening the kiss.

When they pull away so Paul can catch his breath their lips are bruised and Emmett is beaming at him.

Paul feels even more lightheaded after that and stumbles the tiniest bit, but Emmett catches on and helps steady him, moving them towards the bed.

"Did I go too far," he panics and Paul shakes his head, "no, I'm fine. It's fine." He whispers softly.

"Do you want to sleep?" The thought of climbing into his imprints bed and being surrounded by that smell is so tempting. He nods and moves to get under the covers.

When Emmett sits on the chair next to the bed he looks at him confused and the vampire looks back with a similar look.

"Why are you over there?" The vampire grins cheekily, "you want me to lay with you?"

The growing smirk makes him blush and he rolls his eyes indignantly, shaking his head.

"Nah, I'll just sleep on my own." He turns to his side and hears a laugh that makes his heart race.

"Paul?" He ignores it, "pauul," and he shakes his head.

It's silent for a second but then he hears ruffling and their's a breath on his neck, "Alright, I'll lay here with you." The hairs on his neck rise and he turns around quickly. His breath hitches at how close they are again.

"I didn't think you'd want me too." Emmett tells him honestly.

"I just let you drink my blood. I think sharing a bed is a small step compared to that." He whispers back and Emmett laughs a bit.

"That was a hell of a way to start wasn't it?" And Paul just nods in agreement, closing his eyes.

"Does this mean you've accepted me?" Emmett asks after a few moments of silence. Paul peeks an eye open to see if he's being serious and when he realises he is he looks at him incredulously.

"Okay, okay. You have. I was just making sure you won't leave again." Paul feels a pang of guilt hit him again when he realises how much he's hurt his imprint and shakes his head.

"I'm sorry. I should have come sooner." He whispers and Emmett smiles softly, "I understand." Paul shakes his head, "no, I won't ever forgive myself for putting you through that." Emmett rolls his eyes now, "you put yourself through it too. You're just stubborn." Before Paul can speak, Emmett kisses him softly.

"Sleep," Emmett tells him when they pull away and he sighs but obliges, closing his eyes and falling asleep comfortably for the first time in weeks.

[trumpkinhotboy]

Fight, fight, fight!

Pairing: reader x twilight wolfpack

Type: requested (thank youu)

Warnings: mentions of a fight, but nothing graphic

Word count: approx 1k

A/n: loved writing this little scenario, i'm maybe... even tempted to write a part 2 if that's something you guys would be interested in and also pls don't hate me i promise 'I'll keep an eye on you' pt.3 is coming!!! I've just had so many other things to work on, but I PROMISE IT'S COMING BABES anyway, hope you'll enjoy xxx

You were not a violent person. In fact, you hated any kind of physical confrontation and considered yourself a pacifist. You always were one to stay calm and walk away whenever someone tried to get under your skin.

You never thought the drive to protect others would make you go feral, but you discovered it the day someone endangered someone you love.

It was stupid. The classic, popular high school kids gave other students a hard time. When they nagged as you walked by, you did as always: royally ignored them. Honestly, their words didn't even filter through your brain. You knew they didn't have anything important or original to say anyway.

But suddenly, their lousy comments started filtering in. Confused, you turned around to understand they weren't talking to you but to your friend. You could see how she slumped her shoulders and tried to disappear into the ground as they circled her. Your heart started beating faster, your blood boiled in your veins, and unconsciously, you clenched your fists until you felt a slicing pain in your palm.

The comments and nagging continued until you planted yourself in front of them, shielding your friend from their eyes. They sized you up, laughing at your attempt at bravery. While you weren't looking, one of them pushed your friend on you, hopping to make you tumble down pathetically, but something got ahold of your blood, of your every muscle, and very soul. This ever-growing feeling and instinct to protect yourself and the ones you loved took over. That's probably how you ducked so fast, pushed your friend out of harm's way, and swung your fist as hard as you could.

"I can't believe you would ever get in a fight!" said Emily for the third time.

You stared at the ground as she hurried around the kitchen, grabbing supplies to wipe the blood from your nose and split lip. You didn't say anything, and neither did the boys.

You hadn't said anything since they forced you out of the crowd before you injured one of the bullies too seriously.

Emily kept blabbering about violence and how fighting was never the solution while she grabbed a bag of frozen peas. She stomped to you, dropping it in your hands as she asked. "Don't you have anything to say for yourself?"

You leveled your gaze to hers, looked at the group around you, and only said, "They deserved it."

She let out a frustrated sigh, confused and frustrated with your attitude. You were a good kid, had always been. She knew there must have been a good explanation for why you did what you did.

You hoped she would finally give up the lecture and leave you alone, but when Sam entered the room, you knew you were still in for a while. His dark stare communicated much more than his words ever could. Sam was your cousin, but he also was your legal guardian ever since your parents died. You grew up with him, and he had become the most important parental figure in your life. He walked over to you with deadly calm, making all the other boys thankful not to be at the receiving end of his anger.

He grabbed a chair and sat right in front of you. "Why?"

"They deserved it," was all you answered once again. "You will have to do better than that if you don't want to be grounded for the rest of your life." You leveled him a look, and he noticed there was something there, something different. "Y/n, what happened?"

The same light of uncertainty and fear shone in your eyes. "I don't know," you finally whispered. "I don't know what happened. One minute, I was walking away from them, carrying on with my day as I always do. The other, I was in their face, feeling this rage gnawing at me."

Complete silence.

"Do you know what made you feel that way?" softly asked your cousin. The angry look had left his eyes, replaced with the soft and compassionate one he only let a few people see.

"I'm not sure, but I know once I heard them talking shit about my friend and saw how scared she was… I just wanted to protect her. One of them tried pushing us from behind, and I have no idea how, but I managed to duck, push Leila away, and punch him right in the face in the span of a second," you stared at them all, the shock and confusion in their face. "But the worst was that once I started punching, I didn't have to think about my moves… They all came naturally. There was this thing inside of me just repeating I needed to protect, and so I did. I honestly have no idea when I would have stopped if they hadn't stepped in." You finished with a grateful look at your friends.

Sam stayed dead silent, lost in thought. Unsure whether what you were telling him meant what he thought it did. This was all going too fast. He couldn't, wouldn't tell you about this right now. He would need to discuss with the rest of the pack and see what they thought before making any more moves.

You could cut the tension in the room with a knife. Even Emily, always so joyful, seemed lost in an inner world of only her knowing. You looked around at the people surrounding you, your gaze jumping from one to the other, trying to find answers in their eyes.

Until Jake broke the loaded silence, "Then I guess you were right. They did deserve it."

The smile slowly lightening up your features made them all breathe a little easier. "Now come on, put those frozen peas on your eye before it turns all blue and mushy. We wouldn't want to be deprived of the sight of your beautiful face, uh?" he said while walking to you with his signature grin.

Sam gave him a quick thankful look before looking at the other members of his pack, wondering how on earth they would deal with this.

[wolfpackenthusiast]

A Real Christmas

Pairing: Paul Lahote x imprint!f!reader

Summary : Your first REAL xmas with Paul!!

Genre : pure fluff!

A/N : Merry Christmas everyone!! My christmas ended up pretty shitty but i hope your guys christmas is great!! + guys i have no ideas for fics so I’d appreciate some requests very much

It’s christmas morning, soft snow gracefully falling outside as the sky begins to get brighter and brighter, the big, grey clouds blocking the sun from coming out. You’re currently at Emily and Sam’s house, everyone seemed to knocked out there, since there was a Christmas Eve party a day prior, with both Jacob and Sam’s pack together for a “little” celebration, under the tree came loads of gifts, while the dining table was full with food, though, the next day, the presents were still there, but all the food was devoured, as usual, since there was not one but two wolf packs, and that comes with boys / girls with bottomless pits for stomachs, you helped Emily with the food along with the other imprints, you’re glad they liked the food.

You got out of bed, you and Paul were sleeping in the guest bedroom, you stretched your arms and legs, Paul was still fast asleep, hugging a nearby pillow, mistaking it for you. While you walked out of the room and went to the living room, where Embry and Quil were sleeping on the couch, while Jacob and Jared were on the pullout couch, Brady and Collin were on the floor.. lets just say, most pack members where knocked out all over the place.

You stepped over Brady and made your way to the kitchen, grabbing a cup and filling it with water, for once, it’s not so noisy so early in the morning, they must’ve used all their energy yesterday, if they didn’t, they’d be very noisy about opening presents already.

You finished your water and put the cup in the sink, heading back to bed to wake up Paul, you knew if he didn’t get early he’d sleep till around 3 pm.

Once back in the room, you shook his shoulder, “Paul,” you said softly, receiving a grumble from him. You shook him again. “Hey, wake up, it’s christmas morning..” you said.

“Mmh, morning already?” He muttered groggily, stretching his arms as you nodded, “mhm.”

Then, you heard some loud noises from the living room, “looks like the other boys are up, c’mon, don’t want them getting dibs on the good stuff, do you?” You provoked. “..no.” He murmured as he sat up in bed.

You both got into the living room, everyone was wide awake now, sitting at the table as Emily and Kim made breakfast, you sat at your seat, next to Paul.

Around 30 minutes pass, and they served breakfast, it was Christmas tree shaped pancakes!

“Yum, thanks Emily and Kim for the delicious breakfast!” You said as you dug in, along with everyone else. “Of course.” Emily said.

After breakfast, it was time to open gifts, everyone got their gifts and separated them into piles, surprisingly you got some too, it was unusual, since you were always the one giving and not really receiving, always claiming you didn’t need gifts.

Opening gifts, there was so much noise, bickering, thanking, envious comments, but not one word of complaining.

As you opened your gifts, you got a new sweater, it was a navy blue with white stars on the sleeves, and some initials imprinted on the right sleeve.

“P + [first letter of your name]”

You knew it was from Paul, glancing over at him, you both made eye contact. You mouthed a “thank you,” and he smiled, scooting over to you and wrapping an arm around your waist. “I knew you’d like it, princess” he said, he seems to know you better then you knew yourself.

“Course i love it, how much was this?” You asked, hoping he didn’t spend too much money on it. “Price doesn’t matter, what matters most is if you like it,” he said, ruffling your hair with his hand. “It’s about time you got some gifts, it’s not a real christmas if you don’t.” Paul said

“C’mon, y’know that’s not true, it’s about-“

“It’s about the people you spend Christmas with and not the gifts, i know.” Paul interrupted you, “but it still doesn’t hurt to get gifts, it’s apart of christmas, and i want you to have the full experience.” He reasoned

“Yeah i guess you’re right.. i love you.”

“I love you too princess.”

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Word count : 700+

[braveclementine]

Victoria Tries Killing Me With a Soccer Ball

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Twilight characters or locations. I do own Davina Mikelson and Marcel. I also own the backstory for my OC. I do not condone any copying of this.

Davina P.O.V.

It's been about a week since we got back from Kentucky and both sides of the field- Vampire and Werewolf- was filled in about everything on the trip.

I was preparing for a date tonight with Carlisle. Alice had dropped yet another dress off at the house for me to wear. Honestly, it was starting to get ridiculous. My closet was more full of Alice, Rosalie, and Esmes' left over things than my own.

The dress was Jade green- the best colour on me- and had almost no sleeves and a very swishy skirt. I wore silver jewelry, held a silver purse, and wore silver heels with this outfit. Not to mention after I finished curling my hair, I put in silver pins to hold some of it up. Pearl earrings though.

I was nervous because Alice seemed so overly excited for this date which made me wonder what was going to happen.

Probably nothing.

She was probably just glad that Carlisle and I were going out on a date. We hadn't been on one since we'd gotten back from Italy.

Carlisle showed up, wearing a tight sweater with a white shirt underneath and a tie. He was always wearing ties. He reminded me of Elijah Mikelson sometimes- just without the three piece suits.

Which reminded me! We had binged watched Vampire Diaries ever since I had gotten back from Kentucky. The guys watched it in interest, mostly to see what us girls liked about it. Bella watched some of it, but it wasn't really her thing.

However Esme, Alice, Rosalie, and I couldn't get enough of it.

We knew the guys got easily jealous and were comparing the guys in the TV show to the guys in real life and saying who we'd rather date. Carlisle especially hated it whenever I fawned over Damon Salvatore- probably because Carlisle was blond and was starting to wonder (according to Edward) if he was even my type.

It was quite fun.

Of course, even if Damon Salvatore existed. . . okay so maybe I'd have to have both Damon and Carlisle but that wasn't really a problem, was it?

Oh well.

I headed down the stairs, making sure the lights and stove were turned off before I answered the knock at the door.

"Hey." I said happily, letting Carlisle scoop me up and zoom to the car. It was raining and vampire speed was far more effective than an umbrella.

Carlisle sild into the other seat.

I stared at him, wild ideas swimming through my head and he glanced over. "What?"

"Just thinking." I said with a small smile.

"About what?"

"If you can drive and cuddle at the same time." I admitted, flushing slightly.

He chuckled lowly. "Vampires can multitask."

And in a flash, I was sitting on his lap, my face, facing towards him as he drove, one hand on the wheel, the other around my waist. I rested my forehead on his shoulder so that he could still see the road.

I snuggled into him, feeling his cool, but strong arm around me. "I love you Carlisle. I love you so much."

He pretty much purred into my ear, "I love you too Davina."

After a few minutes of content silence I whispered, "I think I understand why I was so at home with the wolf pack now. It's because I should be one of them."

"I'm glad you're not though." Carlisle said softly. "It would very hard to be together. Not because I wouldn't like you for being a werewolf, but it's very hard for a werewolf and a vampire to be in the same room together."

"I know." I whispered. "I'm glad I've never transformed either. Although now I'm afraid that I might either not be able to become a vampire at all, or I'll have to become a vampire sooner than I wished so that I don't turn into a wolf."

"I'll keep you happy enough that you won't be angry enough to turn." Carlisle kissed my cheek, slowing down. "We're here."

He pulled into a parking space and I saw the fancy restaurant in front of us.

"Don't worry." Carlisle murmured, running his lips from my ear, down my jaw, to my neck and up again. "Just dessert. Nothing else."

I giggled. "Am I dessert?"

Carlisle's eyes flashed black before turning gold again. "You could be. . . if we don't hurry."

He licked slowly up my neck with the tip of his tongue, making me giggle again and shiver. I pressed my lips to his in fervor. I felt his tongue swipe across the bottom of my lip and opened my mouth slightly, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth, swirling around, colliding with my tongue, fighting for dominance that I knew he would win anyways.

I pulled away slowly, breathing for air. "Dessert. Sounds good."

Carlisle chuckled lowly, pecking my lips before pulling the keys out of the ignition, and opening the door. I climbed out of the car, fixing my dress as he stepped out as well, slamming the door shut, and locking the car.

He held out his hand which I took. The rain had stopped, the clouds swirling above us.

"What's the last name?" The hostess asked promptly without any gawking at Carlisle which was a first.

"Cullen." Carlisle replied.

She looked at the computer, tapped the screen a few times, gathered up two menus, and said, "Right this way."

"All business, I like her." I muttered under my breath for only him to hear.

He chuckled lightly as we followed her through the quiet, romantic restaurant. He squeezed my hand as we got a table in the back which was very close to being empty.

He slid into the seat with his back to the wall, while I slid in the seat across from him, facing the wall.

"I already ordered, just so you know." Carlisle said softly, reaching across the table to take my hand. "I know what you like."

I smiled gently, slipping my heels off, placing my feet on his legs, out straight, one foot on each leg.

"You're very touchy tonight." Carlisle said with a smirk, but also honest curiosity in his voice, "Is anything wrong?"

"No." I said, shrugging, running my thumb over his knuckles. His skin was so smooth. "I just. . . I want to be as close to you as I can get."

The waitress came out a few moments later with the dessert, setting it down in front of us. I smiled down at it as she walked away. "You do really know me." I admitted.

The Hot fudge cake looked so appetizing. The large dollop of whip cream on top of the large chocolate brownie and vanilla ice-cream sandwich. The cherry leaked juices, penetrating into the whip cream, dying it a red and probably tainting the taste. Chocolate sauce leaked over the edges of the cake, pooling on the plate.

[I'm honestly craving these now that I'm writing about. Someone help!]

"It does look good." Carlisle admitted.

I picked up the spoon, carving into the dessert, popping a piece in my mouth and closing my eyes, nearly moaning at the decadent tastes that melted in my mouth. "Carlisle, this is so good. Thank you."

He chuckled, squeezing the hand that wasn't holding the spoon.

I opened my eyes. His gold eyes seemed brighter, a new emotion I'd never seen behind them. "Say. If you added blood to food, would it taste like anything?"

Carlisle thought about it. "I have no idea."

"Hmm," I thought about it. "I mean, maybe not normal solid foods. But like. . . I don't know. Adding blood to a chocolate smoothie or something. I don't know if it would work. I should experiment later with that."

He chuckled, "Making sure you can get your chocolate after you're a vampire?"

"Exactly." I winked at him.

I finished off the dessert rather slowly. For one thing, I didn't want to look like a slob eating it. For another, I wanted this date to last as long as possible.

"Davina. . ." Carlisle said softly as I finally put the spoon down and dabbed my mouth with a napkin.

I looked at him, wondering what he was thinking about. He stood up and I was going to get to my feet before he got down on one knee, pulling a box out from his pocket.

Oh.

"Davina," Carlisle's golden eyes were burning. I was frozen in my seat, my heart beating harder than I could've thought possible without bursting out of my chest. "I fell in love with you the moment I laid eyes on you. I fell in love with your beautiful onyx eyes and your quirky personality. The way that quotes just roll off your tongue, even if I don't completely understand where they come from. I love the way that you know exactly what to say when I feel down to make me feel better. Your touch makes me feel alive in ways I haven't in nearly three hundred years. I will never love anyone the way I love you. I need you in my life. So, Davina Hermione Michaelson. . . Will you Marry me?"

So many emotions were conflicting in my chest as I stared at Carlisle. Azim's face popped up, the first person that I thought I would marry. But Carlisle wasn't like that. Carlisle was different. Carlisle was my soulmate.

I swallowed. "Yes."

Carlisle carefully took the ring out of the box. It was rather large and definitely old fashioned and he looked at me, slightly apologetic. "I know it's not. . . in the fashion. It was my mothers."

I was getting a ring from the 1640s? Wow.

"That's alright." I whispered. "It's not the ring I care about you know."

He smiled as he slid the ring onto my left hand ring finger. It had a simple gold band with an intricate. . . almost flower like design with a large diamond in the center. Smaller diamonds circled around the large one.

"It's beautiful." I murmured. "I love you Carlisle."

"I love you too." Carlisle murmured, bending down to kiss me. I leaned into the kiss eagerly. The ring rested easily on my hand. "I suppose I should've asked Sam for permission first though."

I chuckled, "He's my brother, not my father."

Carlisle nodded a little. "Ready to go home?"

"Yes." I said softly, standing, taking his arm and we went home.

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"Stay in La Push today." Carlisle warned.

"I know." I said sincerely.

Alice had foreseen that Victoria would be coming back today. Edward and Bella were in Florida at the moment. Edward had wanted to get Bella out of Forks when she came. Meanwhile, the others would be hunting Victoria. Alice knew exactly where she was going to be.

"Please stay safe." I said, kissing Carlisle fiercely. He wrapped his arms around me tightly.

"Carlisle, we have to go." Alice said. "We have twenty minutes."

"I'm going." I murmured, hurrying from the house, climbing on to the motorcycle, and taking off for La Push. I arrived there in under ten minutes, pulling up to Harry's house. Seth was already waiting for me with his soccer ball.

"Hey Mom!" Seth said happily as I climbed off the motorcycle. "Are you ready to see my wicked moves?"

"Of course." I grinned. "But we should stay along the treaty line."

I had already called Sam and let him know that Victoria was going to be here. Seth wasn't allowed to participate which was slightly annoying to him.

"Come on buddy." I said, ruffling his hair.

We headed into the forest, laughing. We were going to head to the creek and stand on either side and make ridiculous throws at each other for the other to catch. It was going to be fun. Alice hadn't seen any problems, so there shouldn't be any.

We arrived at the stream and there were no problems. The water was rushing past quickly though. "You gotta be on the other side." Seth said. "You know, treaty line and all."

I giggled, "Sure thing werewolf boy."

I walked evenly across one of the logs, making it to the other side of the river. The water wasn't too deep, maybe six feet. Swimmable, but not drownable.

"Alright Seth! Let's see what you can do." I said with a grin.

Carlisle P.O.V.

We waited, still and silent, in the place that Alice had said Victoria would come to. Alice was in front, Jasper closest to her on her right with me on the outside of Jasper. On the left side of Alice was Esme, Rosalie, and Emmett.

I tugged the sleeves of my navy blue sweatshirt up slightly.

Alice was staring out into the woods while we checked the surrounding area. I was nervous- not for myself and only a little bit for my family- but say Victoria crossed the treaty line. . . would the wolves be able to protect Davina?

I liked to think so, especially after they'd discovered about Sam, Davina, and. . . Embry being connected by the same father.

"Are you sure this is where you saw her?" I asked Alice.

Jasper stepped closer to Alice who said, "She's almost here."

Everything stayed silent. I didn't even hear any animals, much less a vampire rushing through. But we were counting on Alice for that part if we didn't catch it.

"On your left!" Alice shouted.

I turned, running as fast as I could towards my left. This was near the werewolf territory, near the treaty line. That was most definitely worrisome.

I was gaining on Victoria, but Emmett got closest. He reached out for her, not breaking speed, grabbing down on her shoulder until she flipped him over it and he crashed into the nearest tree, tumbling to the ground.

I sped up, trying to gain on her. I had to kill her- Lord and I both agreed on that- for Davina's sake. And for Bella's too.

And then, we neared the treaty line and she jumped, landing on the wolves territory. We skidded to a stop. "Wait. She's on their territory now." I said, holding out my arm. I knew she wouldn't go in deep, and we could track her from across our border.

And then the worst thing imaginable happened. A voice- a human one- was carried upstream.

"Wow Seth! That was a good one!"

It was Davina's voice.

Victoria's head snapped up, lips curling back into a grin, and she took off running. We ran parallel to her and I had to hope that Davina was on our side of the treaty line or else I was going to break the treaty.

"She'll get away!" Esme shouted.

And that was when two wolves hopped down. They were the larger ones, the older ones and I knew they cared about Davina greatly.

"NO SHE WON'T!" Jasper and Lord roared together.

We didn't see Davina or the boy she was hanging out with for a long time. She jumped back to our side, far ahead of us, to avoid the wolves snapping at her feet. That was when the soccer ball came out of nowhere, almost hitting Victoria in the face.

Victoria snatched it out of the air- I couldn't see her face.

"SETH LOOK OUT!" Davina screamed and then I saw her go flying through the air, the soccer ball to her stomach. I leaped, away from Victoria and everyone, as Davina plunged into the water, after her.

Davina P.O.V.

Seth had kicked the ball high and I laughed as it disappeared into the forest.

"Well damn," Seth said, crossing over to my side. I gave him a warning look which he ignored. "We're going to have to-"

And then he froze, "Vampire."

"Well, duh." I chuckled, ruffling his fur. "The Cullens-"

And then the redheaded blur came towards us, holding our soccer ball tightly in her hands. She flung it with vampire speed.

"SETH LOOK OUT!" I screamed, pushing Seth into the trees, catching the soccer ball in my chest.

The breath was knocked out of me, and the force that the soccer ball hit me in the stomach sent me flying off my feet. I had definitely broken a rib or two. I flailed around before I hit the water.

The cold water shocked my body, making me inhale the water, I tried coughing, but as I was underwater, all I did was succeed in getting more water into my lungs. I thrashed around, trying to break surface, panicking.

Something else hit the water, I could hear it. Something else had entered the water. Something smooth so it definitely wasn't a werewolf.

Victoria.

Of course, I doubted Carlisle would let her get close to me. I hadn't thought there would be a problem along the treaty line? Especially not out here. . . but maybe out here was exactly where a problem would have been.

My vision started to go black and fuzzy as two hard arms pulled me closer to their body, erupting out of the water. I tried to inhale the air, but I couldn't.

I was flung onto the rocky ground, hard hands pressing against my chest, hard lips on mine, trying to get me to breathe.

"Come on Davina." Carlisle begged.

"Mom!" Seth's voice was frantic and I felt a warm hand on my arm.

"What happened?" Sam's voice roared across the river.

I could hear growling from a wolf and Emmett. "Paul, back down." Sam ordered.

"Emmett, come back here." Alice's voice said, laced with worry.

Had Emmett tried getting across the treaty line? Where was Victoria?

Water trickled from my mouth and I gasped, starting to cough. I spit the water out of my mouth, sitting up.

"Ow." I said, gingerly putting a hand to my stomach.

"You've got a broken rib." Carlisle said, his golden eyes laced with worry but also professionalism. "We can get you back to the house and I'll wrap it up."

"Are you okay?" Seth asked, his eyes round with worry, shaking but only slightly.

I reached out, ruffling his hair. "I'm alright. You okay?"

"Perfectly fine. I could've taken her."

I chuckled, "I'm sure you could've. Speaking of which, is she dead?"

I looked from my vampire family, to Sam, Jared, Paul, and Embry.

"Well. . . no." Carlisle said, looking between the wolves- specifically Paul- and Emmett.

I got to my feet gingerly. "What do you mean no?"

Carlisle sighed, "Emmett tried leaping the boundary line to go after her. One of the wolves stopped him. The two of them bickered instead of going after her. She's gone."

"It's not my fault." Emmett muttered.

I stood there for a second, looking from Emmett to Paul, and then I said angrily, "Are you kidding me?"

All the vampires quickly backed away from me and I knew why. If I got angry, there was a chance I transformed, and none of them wanted to be to close when I did that. Seth on the other hand, stepped closer, and Carlisle wouldn't step to far away from me.

I turned to Paul, "Emmett wouldn't have magically turned from hunting Victoria to hunting La Push residents! And you-" I turned to Emmett and gave him an annoyed look, "-you knew where the treaty line was. You shouldn't have tried crossing the river."

"Sorry Mama bear." Emmett muttered.

"Sorry mom." Paul muttered.

I sighed, turning to Alice. My anger was completely burnt out and Carlisle wrapped his arms around me loosely, not wanting to hurt me, "When is the next chance she's coming back?"

Alice made that head movement like 'I don't know.'

I sighed, "Alright, Carlisle, take me home."

I didn't even get to say good-bye to the other wolves as Carlisle was already running through the forest back towards the house.

He yanked the door open, bringing me to his study, settling me down on the long, soft couch he had in here.

"Well today was very fun." I muttered, trying to sit up, but he kept a hand on my upper chest, forcing to me to continue to lay back.

He pushed my shirt up so that only my stomach was exposed. He grabbed the bandages, feeling deftly along my ribs, noting when I winced.

"It's just the lower one." He sighed, finally allowing me to sit up so that he could wrap it tightly. When he was done, he sat down on the couch and carefully pulled me onto his lap, my back flush against him. "That. . . don't do that to me ever again."

I chuckled, "Don't worry. I don't plan on being near Victoria ever again. I hadn't planned on it today either."

He shuddered, holding me closer. "I should've sent you to Florida with Bella and Edward."

I snuggled into his chest, ignoring the pain in my ribs. "No thanks. I'd rather be here with you."

He sighed, "Me too."

I turned around completely so I was facing him. He lowered his head slightly, bringing our lips together. I wrapped my arms around Carlisle head while he wrapped his under my shoulder blades, pulling me closer.

My fingers delved in his hair, ruining is normal wavy hairstyle, and when we broke away from the kiss- so I could breathe- I ruffled his hair to make it messy. He grumbled lightly, but didn't try to fix it.

I chuckled lightly.

"Do I look like that Elijah guy now?" He asked, raising his eyebrows which made me giggle.

"Maybe a little. But you know I love you the best." I said, holding his stone cold yet smooth face in my hands. "Oh, and you should know that Alice plans on having us married in two weeks."

Carlisle sighed, "If only it could be sooner."

I chuckled. "If only."

"You're letting Alice plan the whole wedding?"

I was silent for a moment. "I told her to invite only people in Forks. I think Marcel likes me and I don't want to hurt him. I definitely don't want to invite Joshua. And I told her that every wolf was invited along with the council elders. Oh and that you could invite the Denali clan if she wanted. And. . . I told her to send an invitation to the Volturi so they knew. I thought that might stop them from coming."

"I see." Carlisle said, his arms tightening just slightly. "You should invite Marcel. Jasper read his emotions and doesn't believe he read any emotions of lust or love. Not that kind of love anyways, though he cares for you like a little sister."

"Well that's good. I'll let Alice know." I murmured.

"Are you staying the night?" Carlisle murmured, brushing black curls back from my face.

I smiled up at him, "Sure. Why not?"

He leaned down to kiss me again.