#it switched me back to L and now I'm he him pronouns again

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okay i'm going to need a part 2 only if possible ofc of the taeyong drabbe

For you? Anything.

Spectral Lover [Pt. 2]

TW: Ghosts Genre: Romance Pairing: Lee Taeyong x Reader YN Pronouns: Not specified Word Count: 0.8K

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Notes: Fuck it why not?  Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in these actions. The idols mentioned in this work are meant to be seen more as face claims rather than the actual idols themselves.

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You were always a huge believer in the supernatural. But you supported more of an idea that humans and ghosts coexist peacefully and, just like humans, there were the rogue few who stood out as "bad" entities.

So, when you moved into this new home and found out that it was apparently haunted, you were more excited than afraid. And so far, your excitement was well felt.

"Alright," you placed the contraption down in front of you while you sat cross-legged on the floor. It was essentially a laptop with its monitor on backward, and your hope is that it would help you communicate with your spectral roommate. "Mr. Ghost? If you're here with me right now, I made this device so we could communicate better."

Taeyong, of course, was always hanging around you, and was actually already seated in front of the keyboard. He looks at the device and whistles.

"According to what the movers said, you died back in the 19th century, so I don't expect you to know what this is," you muttered. You were right. "Basically, just type out what you want to say. Give it a shot," you invited him to do so, but Taeyong could see the doubt in your eyes. Hesitantly, he leans forward and looks over the keyboard, going through the rows of letters and symbols, before finally hovering his hand over it.

He was afraid.

Usually, when it came to material items, he couldn't actually touch them, but for whatever reason he was doing fine with moving objects around, this was a new development for him.

Then, when you sighed and slumped his shoulders, he pressed a key.

;

And your face lit up.

"No way..." your shock was clear and Taeyong was as excited as you. He quickly typed out something he'd been meaning to tell you for months now.

Hello

"Hi!" Your grin was angelic. "Oh, wow, I was afraid that this wouldn't have worked! Mr. Ghost, allow me to properly introduce myself, my name is (Y/N) (L/N)!"

My name is Taeyong Lee. As you said, I am who you usually refer to as 'Mr. Ghost.'

As Taeyong typed it, he muttered it to himself as well. How long has it been since he said his name?

"Taeyong, huh?" And how long has it been since he heard it? "I'm sorry for moving into your house, I'm sure you're very picky about who stays here."

You're fine, of all the newer owners, you're the only one who's respected me and this house.

"Is that so?" You read the monitor again. "I'm glad, I've heard many stories about you. Are they true?"

Unfortunately, yes. Though, all except one.

"Which is?"

I wasn't a hermit. I did have a partner.

"Oh, that's wonderful! This whole time I was sad that you were alone. Is that partner here in the house as well?"

In a way, yes.

"Amazing, together even after death," your voice was dreamy, and Taeyong melted into every word. "I'm assuming you were the one who helped me unpack?"

Yes, that was me.

"And I'm very thankful for that," you nodded, "were you also the one who switched out my dress that one night?" Taeyong chuckled. True, he loved you, but he knew he couldn't love you the way you deserved to be, so instead, he chose to help you find happiness another way, even if that meant he had to see someone else beside you.

Maybe, did your date like it?

"You have very good taste! He complimented me on it all night long." you chuckled.

Then, yes, it was me. I'm glad he liked it, I may be out of my time, but from the previous owners I've been able to keep up with the times.

"I think this is the start of something really cool, Mr. Lee!"

Please, just call me Taeyong.

"Taeyong it is, then! Thank you for speaking with me, I look forward to getting to know you better," you nodded. "If you ever have something to say, go ahead and use this machine, I think it'll be a good alternative than a ouija board."

And a much safer one as well.

"Exactly! Now, I do have to get to work, so I'll leave the house in your hands. Thanks, Taeyong!"

Of course, drive safely.

"Thank you!" And, you're gone, up the stairs to grab your things no doubt. Taeyong leaned back and watched you run up the stairs before whistling and turning back to the monitor. Then, he heard you run down the stairs and, as expected, a slight thud. "Ow! I'm okay!" You announced, and Taeyong couldn't hold back his laugh. Funny how things stay consistent over reincarnation. "Mr. Ghost? Are you laughing?!" Taeyong holds his tongue.

"Can you hear me, (Y/N)?" Taeyong shot up and near ran over to where you were, but you looked around the foyer for a sign of anything and, finally, you looked through him. You couldn't see him. "Oh... (Y/N)," he shakes his head.

"One day, we'll work on it, Taeyong," you nodded and adjusted your bag over your shoulder before leaving. Taeyong locked the door behind you.

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Bruised hearts and bloody noses

a/n: okay this was so CUTE and was on my mind for WEEKS when i got the ask!! i hope you guys enjoy it and again i'm sorry it took me FOREVER 😭 i'm doing my best i SWEAR!! credit to the gif owner <3

warnings: reader is not the one to fuck around with, mentions of blood, mentions of weed i love u weed, reader is female presenting and she/her pronouns are used, eddie being nonchalant but then all cute, that's all i can think of rn

“I fucking hate gym class.” You mutter under your breath while walking next to Robin. She lets out a hum to let you know she agrees with you.

“Me too, but it could be worse!”

You snort, your eyes falling on Rebecca.

“Yeah, nothing like having gym class with the biggest bitch in Hawkins.”

“And me!” Robin exclaimed while throwing her arm around your shoulders. She did have a point. Although you hated gym and half of the people in it, you were glad you at least had Robin with you. You open your mouth getting ready to reply to her when you trip over someone’s foot. You're lucky that reflexes kicked in and you grab onto Robin who held you steady before you whip your head around to the laughter that's coming from beside you.

“Wow, you should be really careful going up these stairs y/n! You could get hurt!”

Rebecca Donaldson. She’s the queen b of Hawkins at the moment, the b standing for bitch. You're not entirely sure why she has it out for you, but it's a game you're getting sick of real fast. You see, Rebecca always chooses someone to bully throughout each school year. First, it was Kate from science class, then Megan from history. The school was shocked when she made Richard Hernandez switch schools, and now she has it out for you. The moment she saw you walk into the school’s gymnasium she sunk her talons into you and has yet to release you from her suffocating clutch.

“Thanks, Rebecca! Love the new outfit by the way. Did mommy buy it with the divorce money she took from daddy?”

That struck a nerve. Rebecca stands up from where she's sitting and smoke is practically coming out of her ears.

“You little-”

A loud whistle is heard throughout the gym as the coach steps out of his office and into the center of the gym.

“Okay class, everyone take a seat and listen up!”

You and Robin scurry to find a seat but not before you blow a kiss to Rebecca and wave goodbye.

“She’s going to have your head on a stick and wave it in front of your weeping mother,” Robin said while stepping aside to let you sit first.

“Then you can tell my story. Y/n L/n, the girl who told off Hawkins’ designated bitch.”

Robin shakes her head muttering under her breath how absolutely insane you are.

“As much as I loved watching that, I have to agree with your friend there.”

Eddie Munson. The freak of the school and your chemistry partner. How you two haven't blown up the school yet no one knows, but they prepare for the day Eddie reads the measurements wrong. You and Eddie weren't exactly friends, but you also weren't strangers. You'd see each other in the hallways and give each other a smile and a small nod, but you both have yet to speak to each other outside of room 203, until today.

“Oh, c’mon you're supposed to be on my side. We're on the same team!”

Eddie chuckles and shakes his head slightly.

“I'm just saying,” he said while putting his hands up in a surrender motion. “As someone who stands up to their bullies from time to time, they aren't scared to fight back.”

You snort, eyes falling back on Rebecca as she whispers and laughs with her friends.

“She’s not my bully, just a major bitch who loves to pick on me.”

“That's the textbook definition of a bully,” Robin said under her breath.

“My point is I can take her.”

Eddie turns around to look at you, a chuckle leaving him as he does so.

“Okay, just remember what you're saying.”

“Why do you care?”

He shrugs his shoulders. “I don't.”

The conversation comes to an end when the coach dismisses everyone to go do their own thing. Eddie is quick to climb down the bleachers and make his way toward Gareth and Jeff, all three of them aren't dressed in their gym clothes so they get to walk around the gym the whole class period.

“Wait, what are we doing?” you ask while following Robin down the steps. She shrugs her shoulders.

“Basically whatever we want. As long as coach doesn't see us just standing around.”

You nod your head, liking the answer you heard, and look over at Robin. “So do you want-”

Your question is cut short when you feel yourself fall to the ground clutching your nose and tears pricking your eyes.

“Holy shit! Are you okay?!” Robin asks while stumbling to help you up.

A small crowd has gathered around you and all eyes are on you as you pull your hand away from your nose. You see blood on the palm of your hand wincing at the small puddle that sits there. It's not a lot, but it could've been much worse.

“Sorry y/n! I was totally aiming for Derek.”

“Thank god she fucking missed,” Derek mumbled under his breath.

Soon enough the crowd begins to scatter leaving you and Robin alone, but you could still feel some eyes on you.

“I'm going to kill her.”

“Um, maybe we should get you to a nurse first?”

You tune Robin out as you grab the dodgeball that hit you in the face mere seconds ago.

“Y/n, no-”

A loud smack goes throughout the gym as the ball hits Rebecca in the back of the head. Students in the gym let out quiet ohhh damn as she tried to wrap her head around what just happened.

“Really? That's how you want to do it?!” Rebecca screeched as you wiped away the remaining blood that was under your nose.

“Bite me, bitch!”

She stomps her way over to you with fire behind her eyes and you feel Robin trying to drag you away from her rampage but you're standing your ground. You are so sick and tired of her thinking that she can do whatever she wants just because she comes from a rich (now divorced) family, and you know you're not the only one. You know this because out of the corner of your eye you see Derek roll a basketball toward you making sure to send you a wink when it hits your foot.

The students let out a gasp when they see the ball leave your hands and fly straight into Rebecca’s nose. She falls to the ground just like you did before except she doesn't make a noise, she doesn't move.

“Oh my god, you killed her!” Robin shouted loud enough so only you could hear.

“Nice shot L/n.” Eddie chuckled while standing next to you.

You say nothing. You're not sure what to say because you really do think that you killed Rebecca, but those thoughts are cut short when you hear her let out a groan. Her friends gather around her to help her up and the gym erupts with groans and hands flying up to their faces. She sits up and lets out a scream when she sees a drop of blood fall onto her lap. You assume the pain starts to set in from the way her hand is hovering over her nose, it's almost like she's too scared to touch it.

“You asshole!” She shouted at you.

“I'm not the asshole! You're the fucking asshole, bitch!”

The gym rattles with every shouting student and Rebecca stumbles to make her way toward you but the coach was quick to step in between you two.

“Everyone to the locker rooms now!”

Students scattered while looking at the scene in front of them but they all stayed right behind the locker room doors, making sure to listen to what was happening.

“What the hell is going on here?!”

“I was just walking around the gym when she hit me in the face with a ball!”

“Oh, bullshit! You're such a fucking liar-”

“ENOUGH! Y/n, clean yourself up,” he said while gesturing to the dry blood that stained your shirt and skin. “and head to the principal's office.”

“That's fucking bullshit-”

“Go! Rebecca, grab your things and go to the nurse.”

You don't even bother to listen to her response as you stomp over to the girl's locker room. Girls scramble around trying not to get in your way and Robin is hot on your tail as you open your locker.

“What happened? Are you going to the nurse?”

“No, little miss perfect is though, I have to go to the principal's office.”

Robin opens her mouth ready to complain for you but she stops when she sees one of Rebecca’s friends grab her things from her locker.

“Hey, Maria,” you said while taking a step toward her.

Maria turns around to give you a glare silently asking what you want.

“Tell dearest Becca that I'm so excited to see the new nose daddy buys for her.”

“You're a fucking dick, you know that right?”

You roll your eyes as her friend rushed out of the locker room trying to get back to her in a short amount of time.

“Are you really going to the principal’s office? She started all of this shit!”

“I pretty much have no choice,” you sigh. “I'll see you after school.”

You quickly exit the locker room, throwing confused looks at your classmates when they salute you and thank you for your service. Once you're out of the locker room you see Eddie leaning against the wall.

“Finally. You take forever to change.”

You furrow your brows.

“What?”

“You were waiting for me?”

“Duh, I heard you were going to the principal’s office.”

You nod your head at him.

“Wrong. You're coming over to my place, I need help with my chemistry homework.”

You don't even have time to answer him before he throws his arm around your shoulder and leads you out of the gym. There are two ways this situation can go. The first one is you tell Eddie to leave you alone and you actually go to the principal’s office, or you could go with Eddie and end this day on a better note.

“Also, I don't need help with the homework. Just figured you didn't want to go to the principal’s office for finishing a fight you didn't even start.”

You chose the latter.

-

The drive to Eddie’s trailer was anything but quiet. He had Metallica blasting through his speakers and he wasn't the best driver in Hawkins so there were lots of sudden stops and red lights being run through.

“Jesus Christ Eddie, how the fuck did you get your license?!”

He roughly puts the van in park and hops out of the car with a smile on his face.

“Who said I had a license?”

You step out of the van ready to ask him to explain how he hasn't been pulled over yet when you let out a sneeze. A groan soon comes after that, your nose still sore from the ball that hit it earlier and you roll your eyes when you feel the familiar warm liquid trickle down again.

“Shit, let's get you patched up real quick.”

Eddie grabs your hand and brings you inside the trailer. He nods his head over to the kitchen telling you to have a seat somewhere while he looks for the first aid kit. You're a bit familiar with the layout of his trailer, you've stopped by to work on projects, homework, and even to buy what Eddie sells, but you're not familiar with the older man who comes out from where the restroom is.

You stare at him with wide eyes and your head slightly tilted up to make sure blood isn't pouring out.

“Hi, I'm y/n. I'd shake your hand but I'm a little preoccupied.”

A chuckle leaves his lips and he smiles at you.

“I'm Wayne, sorry the place is a mess. That boy has a bad habit of not picking up after himself.”

Eddie comes back with the first aid kit in his hand but stops in his tracks to look between you and his uncle.

“You two talking about me?”

“Not everything is about you, Munson,” you grunt out while taking a seat on his kitchen counter.

“I was just telling her how you live like an animal. Never clean up after yourself.”

Eddie chuckles. “I told you I’d clean around today. I have no practice today, and we're short a campaign member.”

Wayne mutters out I've heard that before while he puts on his hat that hangs on a hook near the door.

“I gotta head out, be gentle with her, yeah? Looks like a nasty bruise is gonna form. It was nice meeting you.”

You waved goodbye and promised that the next time you meet it'll be under better circumstances.

“Alright fighter, let's go ahead and get you cleaned up.”

You've never been this close to Eddie before. Sure, you've shared textbooks and copied off each other's work, but this was new. Eddie stood between your legs with his hand gently holding your chin to make sure you didn't move. He wipes away the blood that sits just below your nose, letting out a curse when he sees you flinch slightly.

“Why are you cleaning me up?” you whisper.

“I told you, I know what it's like to fight back and suffer the consequences.”

“Thought you didn't care.”

He lets out a sigh and steps back. “I don't care, but…I could see myself…starting to care for you.”

Your cheeks heat up as you watch him put ice in a small bag and wrap a towel around it. He hands it to you, his hand resting in yours for a few seconds before he pulls away and clears his throat.

“Um, just put it on your nose for ten minutes or so.”

A quiet thank you leaves your lips as you gently place the rag on your nose, wincing when it first made contact with your sore nose. You both sit in silence for a bit until you speak up.

“I can see myself caring for you too. In case you were wondering.”

Eddie bites on his bottom lip trying to conceal the smile that's making its way onto his face as he leans against the counter.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, you're cute or whatever.”

He lets out a soft laugh and grabs his keys from his pocket ready to leave the trailer with you but you grab his hand to stop him.

“No way in hell you're driving again.”

“Your nose is fucked up though.”

“Yet I’d still be a better driver than you.”

Eddie rolls his eyes and hands you the keys that were in his hands and helps you jump off the counter. He watches with stars in his eyes as you balance the small bag of ice on your nose and stick your arms out trying to feel your way to the front door of the trailer. He doesn't care that he's a shit driver and that neither of you has a license yet, he’ll let you drive him off a cliff if it meant he could spend just a few more seconds with you.

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The Last Tune (Emmett Cullen x Male!Reader) Pt 1

Paring; Emmett Cullen x Male Reader + Cullen Family x Male Reader (PLATONIC)

Warning: Cursing, Abuse, Tramua, Angst

Pronouns; He/Him

Spelling checked; No

Summary; Y/N is a quiet boy that's had his fair share of physical and emotional trauma, so he loves to keep to himself. He barely interacts with anyone unless needed and prefers to listen to music and sketch in peace. So imagine his surprise when some of the most popular kids in school want to be around him! They heard him singing along with his music and were immediately entranced. One of them in particular has his eyes set on him. Though, they are not the only ones who have an interest in Y/N.

A/N; Hello, my little Otaku's! Welcome to my first fic! I hope you enjoy, and feedback is always appreciated! Just be kind! I'm sorry if it seems at all rushed! On my next stories I do plan on switching PoV's so it'll be easier to write and more entertaining. Enjoy!

"Who are they?"a dark haired girl asked her friend that was sitting just across from their lunch table

"Those are some of the most popular people in school, the Cullen's. Not only are they hot as hell, but they're charming to boot! They do disappear for long periods of time, which gives them an air of mystery."

At the Cullen's table, they softly chuckled at the description the new girl was given. After all, it's only natural considering what they are. They are a being talked about in many fantasy tales. Known for their taste for blood. Vampires, a creature of the night that feasts on humans. However, they in particular don't drink human blood

They went back to softly talking to each other, but a few minutes later something caught their attention. A soft voice echoed in their eardrums. It was enchanting and beautiful, it was like nothing they've ever heard of. They all simultaneously started looking around for the source of the pleasant sound when the new girl asked about someone else.

"Who is that?" she asked, pointing to a table where a boy sat by himself

"Oh! That's (Y/N), (L/N)! He doesn't talk much, but when he does, you can't help but feel so tranquil and at peace!"

That caught the vampire's attention, and they whipped their heads to where the brunette was pointing. Noticing that that was where the sound is coming from.

"What do you mean?"

"His voice is so soft, like silk! But it has a sort of firmness to it! That's not the only thing, though. He is so kind, adorable, and smart as well! He even helps who ask for him to tutor them. His personality makes everyone want to be around him!"

That rose some questions in the vampires heads. If he is that well-liked, why is no one sitting near him?

"Then why is he alone?"

~The vampires will have to thank the new girl for asking so many questions~

"Well, whenever people come near him, he gets anxious and tries to get away as soon as possible. Someone grabbed him on accident, and he started having a panic attack, falling to the ground, and hyperventilating."

The Cullen's were a little shocked when they heard this. That wasn't normal for sure

"Holy shit. Was he okay?"

"Yeah, he was sent home early. But, some students saw his face as he was leaving and said that he looked terrified. We think something is going on where he lives, though we can't know for sure" she shrugged

"Once he came to school the next day, he was wearing long-sleeves. I thought it was weird considering he never wore them before, but the rest of the school shrugged it off as it being in the winter months making it reasonable. The person apologized the next day and (Y/N) just said it was fine, and he just likes being alone, so now that's what we do"

Right when the girl finished, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. Making everyone get up and start to throw away their trash and head to class. All except one person...

"I don't think he heard the bell" Emmett said

"Gee, none of us would've guessed!" Rosalie responded, causing the other Cullen's to chuckle

Suddenly, Jasper's sight shifted to his wife Alice because he felt her stiffening up, a tell-tale sign of her power activating. The other vampires looked at her as well, waiting for her to relay what she saw. After a little bit she came to and, slowly, turned to Emmett grinning

"Emmett, why don't you go over and tell him class is about to start? Maybe even ask him to tutor you! We all know you need it." she remarked, still grinning

Starting to understand why she was acting like the way she was, Emmett sighed, wanting to protest, but he knew Alice's visions almost always came true, or they would end at the same conclusion.

He made his way over to where the boy was sitting

"Remember not to grab him!" Alice semi-shouted from where she was standing

Emmett waved her off, still approaching (Y/N)

He gently tapped (Y/N)'s shoulder, making the smaller boy jump in surprise and what Emmett can only assume is fear

(Y/N) turned his head around fast enough to give him whiplash and that's when he met the golden eyes of the person that startled him

He took his earbud out before speaking, "I-Is there s-something I can do for you?" (Y/N) asked shakily

Emmett stood there for a moment. He had never seen someone so hot and cute at the same time. The girl was right, too. His voice is the embodiment of angelic. Emmett took this chance to take in all the boys features, from his soft (S/C) skin that reflected the light of the cafeteria. To his intoxicating (E/C) eyes that he could get lost in over and over again. Emmett felt a small pull to (Y/N), and he knew exactly what it meant.

“H-hello? Are you alright?” (Y/N) asked

“I-I um…class is about to start…”

(Y/N) looked at the time and blushed

“So it is…” (Y/N) stood up and started collecting his things “T-thanks for letting me know” (Y/N) stood to leave but was stopped as Emmett stood in front of him

“I was wondering if you could help me study for chemistry? I’m currently failing” Emmett chuckled, rubbing the back of his head

"I-I don't mind, where should we meet?"

"How about the Library after school?"

(Y/N) smiled the slightest bit "Sounds good, now if you don't mind I need to get to class" and with that (Y/N) left the cafeteria heading to his next class. Emmett slowly rejoined his family, still in awe from the recent interaction.

Jasper grinned from the emotions Emmett was emulating

"It seems Emmett is very interested in that guy"

"Hell yeah I am! Did you see him?!"

"We did" Edward answered him, "But"

"But what?" Emmett asked

"I can't read his mind, same with the new girl"

"Does that mean they're a supernatural?" Rosalie asked

"No, they aren't. The new girl is a weird case, but (Y/N) seems to just have fantastic mental walls and barriers. Which is concerning..."

"Then I'll have to break them" Emmett smirked

The rest of the Cullen's let out a collective sigh as they made their way to their respective classes. Still wondering what was going on with the mysterious (Y/N).

The final bell rang, indicating the end of the school day. Students started to funnel out of their classes and into the hallways. Emmett was waiting outside (Y/N)'s classroom, ready to head to the library.

After waiting awhile of waiting, (Y/N) came out of the classroom books and binder in hand

"Hey"

(Y/N) jumped and turned around to see Emmett, a look of relief claimed his face

"You ready to go?"

"Y-yeah"

As they made their way to the library, they made some just talked about their interests and things of that nature, eventually arriving at their destination. After they settled in their seats with the necessary books, they started the study session.

Emmett found it cute, they way (Y/N) would nervously try and help him understand the complex formula's and equations. After a few explanations, (Y/N) sat down and started to work on his homework. Unconsciously, (Y/N) started to sing to himself, making Emmett perk up and look at him.

"You're a good singer"

(Y/N) blushed, "Thanks...but others don't think so..."

"Are you kidding me?!" Emmett stood up, causing (Y/N) to jump a little, "Your voice is amazing!"

(Y/N) blushed at the praise he was given. He'd never been complimented before, so this was new to him.

"Thank you" (Y/N) smiled, making Emmett's cold and dead heart swell with something he's never felt before

"N-no problem" Emmett said before sitting down, and starting to work again, still thinking of that cute-ass smile

Soon, the sun started to set and that was their cue to wrap things up.

"Could you tutor me again tomorrow? If you're free, that is" Emmett asked

"Sure, I should be open. Meet here after school?"

"Deal"

"Then I'll see you tomorrow" (Y/N) smiled at Emmett before walking to his place

To say Emmett was giddy is an understatement. He was over the moon. Not only did he get to be tutored by his adorable mate, but he also got him to open up and be more relaxed around him! He made his way back to his own house and entered with his head still stuck in the clouds. Unaware of the fact that the whole family was sitting in the living room

"It seems that Emmett had an amazing time" Jasper couldn't help but let out his own smile from Emmett's emotions

"Something good happen, Emmett?" Carlisle asked, intrigued by Jasper's comment

"I think he's the one"

"The One?" Esme questioned

Alice snickered, clearly happy that her vision seemed to have came true

"My mate" Emmett replied, still thinking about the fun time he had studying with (Y/N)

"Congrats!! But, make sure you claim him before anyone else!" Esme explained

"He's not an object, Esme" Carlisle chastised

"I know, but humans may not understand their feelings"

"I just have to take things slow. I don't want to scare him off"

~Next Day at School~

"Hey (Y/N)!"

"Hmm? Oh, hey Emmett!" (Y/N) smiled sweetly

As Emmett got closer to (Y/N) he noticed a very distinct smell coming from the boy. "(Y/N) are you alright?" he asked concern lacing his voice

(Y/N) visibly tensed and started to shake slightly. "U-um ye-yeah? I'm f-fine"

Emmett was less than convinced. He needed to know who or what hurt his mate, so he could end it's pitiful existence, then and there. Though, he decided not to add anymore fuel to the fire...yet.

"If you say so. We should head to to class"

"Yeah"

"Are we still on for tonight?"

"If you still want to, then yes" (Y/N) smiled at Emmett causing him to absolutely gush at his adorableness

"Yep! Totally!" (Y/N) chuckled at Emmett's response

While heading to class they just talked about whatever was on their minds. Well, mostly Emmett since (Y/N) is a closed off little bean <3. But, that didn't stop either of them from enjoying themselves. Even once they where in class they softly whispered to each other. Their teacher didn't care much because (Y/N) is a model student and Emmett is a popular kid (you know those teachers that try and get in with the cool kids? Yeah, that's their teacher). When they went their seperate way's for their second block (Y/N) though that was it, like all of the other people he's tutored. He just thought Emmett was being kind and he'd see him after school for their study session. But he was proven wrong at lunchtime.

(Y/N) was eating by himself at a table listening to music and singing along softly when he felt vibrations coming from next to him. He looked over to not only see Emmett, but the whole Cullen entourage in tow. He was shocked to say the very least.

"Can we sit here?"

Collecting himself he responded with a soft "Yeah". The Cullen's then sat down, Emmett sitting on your right and Alice on your left. She squealed and looked twoards you "I've wanted to actually talk to you for a while now! Emmett talks about you and your singing too! I hope I can hear you one day!" This, this was how (Y/N).exe has stopped working. You where an embarassed blushing mess while looking at Emmett in mock betrayal. 'He talks about me?' you thought. He just smirked enjoying your cuteness.

"Ahh!!! He's soo adorable!!" Now you were a even darker red. Only provoking Alice more as she got slightly closer to you. You were about to curl in on yourself when you felt that you were being griped by the waist and pulled into a solid chest.

"Alice, your going to make him explode" Emmett said slightly, just slightly defensive

She laughed "My my what about you then?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look down, bonehead" Rosalie butted in amused

Emmett did what she said and saw you an absolute wreck. If a cherry was a person it would be you at this point-

Now he was trying to compose himself. The sight of both of you made everyone at the table start chuckling. After that whole fiasco you got to know Emmett's family and started to enjoy their presence. Something you never really had the pleasure of experiencing...

Over the next few weeks, Emmett did everything he could to be even remotely close to (Y/N). They would do studying sessions at the library, and after they would get something to eat. Well, only (Y/N) did. He thought it was weird Emmett never ate anything, but Emmett assured (Y/N) that he was eating well. They would often go to parks and just have fun too. However, all fun things come to an end. When one day (Y/N) didn't show up to school. Emmett just thought (Y/N) got a cold, but soon days turned to weeks and he was getting worried. He didn't know where (Y/N) lived so he couldn't go to his house and see if he was alright, but one day Carlise came home a little later than usual which was not unnoticed by his family.

"You're back late" Esme commented

"Well there is a teenager in critical condition. He came in with severe lacerations all over his body and what seemed to be marks of repeated tramua as well. He came in a couple of weeks ago and was in a coma until he flatlined earlier this morning" Carlise took off his doctor coat and placed it on the chair making his way to Esme. As he stood next to her he looked over to see his "children" with wide eyes

"Is something wrong?" Carlise asked a bit worried

"When did that patient come into the hospital?" Emmett asked urgently

"(Date). Why?"

With that all of the vampires stood up and started to get ready to go to the hospital

"What's wrong? Where are you guys going?" Esme asked

"That's most likely my mate" Emmett replied, making it clear he was irritated

"Well then what are we waiting for?" Esme rushed everyone out the door and to the hospital

At the hospital, they made their way to the room (Y/N) was at. Once there, Carlisle motioned for Emmett to enter first. Emmett went in and was shocked by what he saw. (Y/N) had many tubes attached to him. His body was wrapped in bandages and his breathing was hitching. Emmett walked over to the resting (Y/N) and reached out for his hand, grasping it softly. He rubbed his thumb over the boy's knuckles in a reassuring manner, then sat down next to the bed, still holding (Y/N)'s hand. He could only think about how much he failed his mate. How could he let this happen? He knew there was something going on, but he did nothing? He turned a blind eye to it all. How can he face (Y/N) when he wakes up? Emmett's thoughts were interrupted by someone's voice

"Who are you?"

"I should be asking you that" Emmett replied

"I'm (Y/N)'s boyfriend"

With that, Emmett's world stopped. Boyfriend? How? Why? Was I to late? Emmett turned to (Y/N) conflicted, but that's when he saw the heart monitor. His heart rate was not that high a while ago.

"Can you leave me with my boyfriend?" (B/F/N) asked harshly

Emmett reluctantly stood up and made his way to the door, but not before taking one last look at (Y/N). Once he was out of the room, Emmett started walking down the hallway back to his family.

"Who was that guy that went in there?" Rosalie went up to Emmett

"Apparently, he's (Y/N)'s boyfriend"

The Cullen's looked at Emmett in sadness and pity, but they noticed something

"You don't seem that bothered about it" Jasper said

"Well, before he came in, (Y/N)'s heart rate was normal, but when he spoke his heart rate rose"

"So, you think-"

"Yeah, his 'boyfriend' must've done that to him"

"That's awful" Esme covered her mouth in shock

"We can't really do anything if we don't have proof though" Alice said irritated

"Then we'll just have to get some" Emmett smirked, making the other Cullen's nod

They made their plan's and put them on hold until you were sent home. In the meantime, Emmett came to visit whenever your 'boyfriend' was never there and if he was, Carlisle was keeping a closer eye on you than normal. He also noticed that (B/F/N) would only ever sit in the chair across the room and when he would glance at you a look of disgust would be present on his face. This further solidified his resolve to get you out of that situation.

~A few days later while Emmett is visiting you~

"We're going to help you (Y/N), Everything will be better soon" Emmett reassured the sleeping male whilst holding his hand. He then felt (Y/N) clench his hand and looked up to see those beautiful (E/C) orbs opening

"Em-"

"Shh, don't strain yourself yet" Emmett stood up and pressed the 'call' button just above (Y/N)'s head before sitting back down

"Where-"

"The hospital...can you tell me what happened to you?"

After a brief pause, (Y/N) shook his ever so slightly

"That's fine, just tell me when you're ready" Emmett smiled sweetly. He saw (Y/N)'s face contort into sadness as he started crying. "I-I'm sorry f-for worrying you" (Y/N) choked out between sobs. Emmett couldn't see him cry like this, so he started to comfort and reassure the other male. "You'll be okay...I won't let you get hurt anymore..."

A/N: I really hope you liked it! Please tell me your thoughts! Sorry it took way longer than I said! I will now be working on the requests I have gotten and a new series I've conjured up ;)By my little Otaku's!!

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Hi! I'm the girl direction anon, i just finished reading the fics and i just wanted to say thank you so much!! They were amazing! I loved all of objectlesson's fics! so great! one of my favourite authors for sure! Also you were right, reading about all this body positivity was so nice! it's way better than what the 'media' is trying to do now because it feels genuine and real! Really loved it! I was wondering if you have any recs with nonbinary/genderfluid characters? It's nice seeing those too

Omg, that’s the sweetest thing ever, I passed along your kind words, and she sends you oodles of love back! I absolutely *do* have some great fic recs for you...it’s a slightly tricky request in that having, say, a story with Harry in panties doesn’t in and of itself mean he’s a genderfluid character in it, but I think I know what you’re getting at, and I’ve definitely got you covered. Some of my very fave fics fall into this category, actually, which means this is gonna be kind of long, so under the cut we go...fingers crossed you haven’t read them all yet!

“Hush.,” by @wankerville, 41k words (E). “I don't like you like that, Harry.” “See,” Harry starts, Louis can hear the smile in his voice, “that's where I think you're lying.” An American high school AU where small towns suck, louis is losing it, and harry’s just too perfect. (This is right up there in my top five all-time fave fics, it’s just luminous, goddd, required reading; the author also wrote the strawberry milk series, which is similarly achingly good, but it has some heavier, abuse-related themes that could be triggering)

“Grenadine Sunshine,” by objectlesson/@alienfuckeronmain, 18k words (E).  He wants to taste the faint, sugary ghost of lip gloss, he wants to cup Harry’s face between his palms and swipe the shimmery wet shadows from beneath his eyes. He wants to show him everything he knows, even though he doesn’t know anything about this, about kissing boys or flirting with them or doing their makeup or even showing them it’s okay to want to wear makeup in the first place. (Phoenix wrote this story as an homage of sorts for Wankerville, and it’s a beautiful one of acceptance, love, and support)

“Chapter 4: Braids,” by objectlesson, 14.9k words (E). Timestamp for Grenadine Sunshine. (Part of a larger drabble collection, but a direct relation to the story above)

“Vinyl and Lace,” by objectlesson, 7.5k words, (E). Harry tries on a skirt in the X Factor dressing room as a joke. Louis doesn't think it's very funny. (While we’re hanging out with Phoenix, lol, an underrated beaut!)

“Are You Gonna Be My Girl?” by loadedgunn, 7.5k words (E). "You…" Harry touches his own mouth, teasing. "You ate her pussy?" "Yeah." Louis stops playing with Harry's cock and gropes his arse again, pulling his cheeks apart and pushing them back together over the thong. "Want me to eat yours?" Louis reenacts his first time, and Harry wants to be his good girl. (another one in my top five all-time faves, I’m always amazed at how “short” it is because JESUS, it’s so good, so complete, so beautifully characterized and written from beginning to end, LoadedGunn’s best work, come fight me)

“genderfluid!harry verse,” by istajmaal, 33.9k words (E). harry is a girl sometimes. louis loves her all the time. (This three-part series is old but GOLD, god, the characterization in this one...plus, this author is my hero for writing it in 2013, and I go back to it all the time)

“Nothing You Can Do (But You Can Learn How to Be You in Time),” by Teumessian, 28k words (E; needs ao3 account). Louis braids Harry’s hair. There are good times, bad times, fancy houses, supportive bandmates, secret boyfriends, small rebellions, bigger revolutions, some nail varnish, ribbons, cute clothing, and a Pinterest. (Awwww, the pinterest fic, one of my faves to rec, this author had me with the way they described Louis pushing up his glasses after a particularly difficult braid)

“She Feels So Good,” by Zedi, 4k words (E). That’s the voice that comes out when Harry’s in a skirt, nails done and gestures soft and flirty. That’s the voice Louis is a sucker for every time, even now when it’s coming from a prerecorded segment playing off a monitor. That’s Louis’ good girl. (A look at the Late Late Show appearance, and I love the way this authors switches pronouns when Harry switches gender)

“Warm Glow That Lingers On,” by Blake/@newleafover, 8.5k words (E). If Harry wants his nails painted red, he's got to earn it first. (It’s Blake, nuff said...god, I miss their writing in this fandom)

“it’s you i want to take apart,” by orphan_account, 6k words (E). He will readily admit that he likes to make Harry squirm sometimes, but this actually isn't about that—he just wants to help him get past whatever issue he has here. And, okay, he also really wants to see what Harry would look like with lipstick on, because he bets it would be really pretty.  (Read the author’s notes about the inspo on this one...2012!!!! Wow!)

“weird honey,” by orphan_account, 5.4k words (E). They fuck, kind of a lot. It started out as just something to do, to wind down or pass time. Now they do it at least once a week, and Harry’s not sure if that means something. It’s not as if they only fuck each other, but-But there’s no one else Harry could imagine bringing this to. (PWP where Harry is not 100% at home in his body and he and Louis use a sex toy to help work through the problem.)

“I wanna see the way you move for me baby,” by Tomlinsontoes, 3.3k words (M). Louis walks in on Harry all dolled up. (LBD is literally about Harry, and this author...and a lot of others...knew it all the way back then)

“if they find out, will it all go wrong?” by blankiehxrry, 3.4k words (NR). Madison square garden shenanigans. (This one’s from a long time ago, part of a series where the author explores a bunch of things, and here, Harry has a panic attack, and Louis helps him out)

@vondrostes​ writes AMAZING genderfluid/trans Harry, usually in a variety of pairings; I’ll put the h/l ones here, but go check out his work...especially the newer stuff from hs1, god, it’s so good!! 

Made of Lightning, liam/harry, louis/harry, liam/louis/harry, Harry has a secret that could tear the band apart if the truth came out. But keeping it might be even worse.

Wait and See, lots of harry pairings, Cara and Harry are trans, “I’m just—” Harry said, pausing to smooth out the wrinkles in her skirt. “I’m nervous,” she admitted. Cara reached out to tug at the hem of her skirt, guiding her over until she was stood between his legs. He pulled her down for a quick kiss, not wanting to mess up her makeup. “You look perfect,” he reassured her.

Second Spring, harry/louis, a continuation of the Pussy Pride drabbles from June, an expanded series of an American Larry AU where Harry is trans (it is SO GOOD AND GRAPHIC AND THOSE DRABBLES KILLED ME, I CANNOT WAIT FOR THIS SERIES TO FINISH SO I CAN RANDOMLY REBLOG IT ALWAYS)

And finally, dear anon, this is not at all part of the previous list, but it’s all about body appreciation/worship, so I figured you’d enjoy! “I Can’t Hear You,” by kikikryslee, 9k words (E). The one where Harry is self-conscious about his body because it's not the 'typical omega body' and Louis shows him why he loves that.