#jasper xx y/n

[bonjour-rainycity]

The Long Way Around ~ Chapter 6

Link to previous part: https://bonjour-rainycity.tumblr.com/post/623283543296049154/the-long-way-around-chapter-5

Pairing: Jasper x Reader

Word count: 1954

Warnings: None

Jasper’s POV

I sigh, trying to concentrate on the papers before me. Once Y/n came into our lives, I had decided to halt my studies at school. She arrived during the summer so it wasn’t like anyone would notice my sudden, and perhaps suspicious, disappearance from class, but my family agreed that we could really only afford for one or two of us to deviate from our cover story. So once classes resumed in the fall, all but I continued attendance at the local university. Once she found out, Y/n had lamented at my loss of education and insisted I continue studying at least something of interest. She didn’t seem to understand how little a year or two out of school would affect me, given how many times I’ve gone through both high school and varying post-graduate degrees. But still, the gesture was kind so I agreed and have sent spent a few hours every day since that conversation brushing up on my world history. Right now I’m camped in the basement where we keep our extensive library (excluding the volumes found in Carlisle’s office and our individual rooms) digging through first-hand accounts of Otto von Bismarck’s rise to influence. It’s interesting enough, but still, my attention is elsewhere. At least half of my focus is upstairs, carefully monitoring Y/n’s moods. She’s become much more even as time passes, but still, not keeping tabs on her makes me nervous. Newborns are so unpredictable and so reliant on their emotions that at any moment, she could react badly and cause herself or someone else harm. It’s not that I don’t trust her, it’s just that I know how this goes. And I would hate myself if anything happened to my family or Y/n, especially if I could have done something to prevent it.

She’s been struggling recently with missing her family and friends, and that’s always difficult. For most of us, we had been immediately taken away from our loved ones plus had been changed during a time when news recordings and social media didn’t exist. Y/n does not have that luxury. At least once a week, she’ll find some news source with reports from her parents or come across a social media page of one of her friends. It breaks her heart. Secretly, I had gone to Carlisle and discussed the benefits of moving. It only adds to Y/n’s pain being only a handful of miles from the people she loves, and perhaps moving away would aid in her healing. But Carlisle shot the idea down, citing our advantageous location and the dangers of moving cross-country with a volatile newborn. So, instead, I sought to distract her. One of the reasons she felt bad about stopping my schooling is because her own had been paused suddenly due to her untimely death. So, I loaned her a few of my old textbooks, which she has been studying relentlessly. Carlisle also offered his services, and it’s not uncommon to find Y/n perched in one of the chairs in his office grilling him about everything under the medical sun. All in all, she’s adjusting well. Still, I worry. At the drop of a dime, her control could slip or her emotions could get the best of her. That’s why, when I feel her switch from a relaxed, curious state to one of annoyance, I take notice, and listen.

“You really need to let your human life go, Y/n. At this point, you’re only dragging out your own pain. There’s nothing you can do about it anyway. That life is as lost to you as your soul.”

Now I feel annoyance at my brother’s predictable morose attitude. Even to this day, Edward grapples with losing humanity and, according to him, his soul, and often pushes those feelings onto others. As far as I can tell, Y/n doesn’t believe vampirism has damned her, and I would like to keep Edward from putting those thoughts in her head. They simply aren’t true.

Y/n responds with a biting tone. “They’re my loved ones, Edward, not yours. Please don’t tell me how to deal with losing them. If you don’t like my thoughts, stay out of my head.”

Rosalie chimes in, always interested in fighting with Edward. “Really, Edward, back off. You’re the one who helped Bella keep her precious humans in our life and risked our exposure, so you’ve no room to talk here.” It was the wrong thing to say. Y/n’s anger flares.

“Hypocrite! That is such a double standard!”

I feel Edward’s anger increase too, and I know they’re filling a keg with powder and readying their matches. I hurry upstairs.

“It’s different. Bella was going through a lot and-”

“And I’m not?” Y/n’s incredulity is plain.

Rosalie scoffs.“What precious Bella wants, she gets. The rest of us are expected to live by a different set of rules.”

“Okay guys, let’s take this down a notch.” Emmett intervenes as I get to the top of the stairs.

“I agree.”

Y/n’s eyes flicker to mine, and I register her guilt. Why?

Whatever’s in her mind causes Edward to scoff. “You’re not bothering him with your emotions, he lives for this stuff. It makes him feel like he has some kind of purpose.”

“You are so pessimistic,” Y/n groans, putting her head in her hands. “Whatever. I am not doing this anymore. I’m going for a walk. Jasper?”

Immediately, I’m at her side, not even needing to think about joining her. It’s just natural, at this point, to be with her.

She smiles tightly as we walk out the back door, and I can tell she’s trying to calm herself down. “Sorry I interrupted your studying.”

I shrug, honestly not bothered at all. “Don’t worry about it. It’s nice to get outside….The leaves are just starting to change.”

Now, her smile becomes much more natural. “Aren’t they gorgeous? It’s even better now that I can see them with these new eyes. And I can hear the crunch when I step on them and the smell of fall is just,” she sighs, a dreamy look in her eye. But then I feel the sadness creep back in.

I’m hesitant to ask, not wanting to upset her further. “Are you alright?”

She bites the inside of her cheek and looks away. When she finally speaks again, her voice is unsteady. “I just really, really miss my family. It’s hard to leave them and come to terms with…what I am. And of course I’m so grateful that I have all of you,—well,” she chuckles darkly, “today I could do without Edward but that’s beside the point.” She trails off, lost in her thoughts.

I look into the horizon, enjoying the light of the setting sun but regretting the added sadness she’s suffered on behalf of my brother. “I’m sorry he upset you. I can talk to him tomorrow-”

“Oh, that’s alright,” she waves a hand, smiling softly. “Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do with your siblings? Argue?”

I chuckle, nodding. We certainly do argue.

She turns to face me then, stopping her walking. “Thank you though.”

The sunlight filters through the trees, hitting our skin and illuminating us. She gasps softly, and I sense her wonderment. She’s seen what the sun does to our skin many times, but it never ceases to amaze her. It’s really sweet. Slowly, she reaches up and lightly trails her fingers over the side of my face where the sun hits. I freeze, not wanting to make any movement that would cause her to stop. I enjoy her touch much more than I would like to admit. It feels so nice to be handled so softly, compared to the harshness I’d become accustomed to in my past. I close my eyes.

“Beautiful,” she breathes, letting her hand fall.

I smile, enjoying this moment. “It is one of the more mesmerizing attributes of this life.”

Now, I feel her playfulness. “You know what else is great? The speed.”

My mood soon matches hers. “Wanna race?”

She frowns, turning in the direction of the house. “Oh, no I think we should-”

And then she’s off, laughing wildly. I shake my head, realizing I’ve just been tricked and, with a laugh of my own, take off at a sprint after her.

{***}

“Jasper,” she starts, sitting down on the rock next to me. “Where are all the other vampires?”

“All over, really, though most tend to avoid especially sunny cities.” I shake water from the river off my hands. A few seconds prior, I’d reached in to grab some pebbles to skip. “We’re the largest coven in the area. Anyone else around here is likely a loner or part of a nomad coven.”

She pauses, thinking. “Doesn’t anyone ever come to visit?”

“Very rarely, and Alice can sometimes give us some warning, though not always. But the nomads that visit usually leave very quickly. We don’t allow them to hunt in this area, as it could raise suspicion and cause problems for us. That tends to make extended stays unappealing.”

“Well, what about friends?”

I smirk. “Vampires don’t really have friends.”

This confuses her. “Then what are you and your family? You’re certainly not just acquaintances.”

I smile, thinking of the best way to explain the complicated relationships between vampires. “Let me rephrase: most vampires don’t have friends. Carlisle theorizes that, because we don’t drink human blood, we’re less animalistic, a little less reliant on our instincts. Instincts that, under normal circumstances, would keep us from forming bonds because other vampires generally pose a threat to getting a meal.” She nods, understanding. “Because we are slightly more, human, for a lack of a better word, we do enjoy friendships and closer relationships, like I have with my adopted siblings. Realistically, though, that’s not how it works at all. For normal vampires, the only type of close relationship they experience is between mates. Those relationships last forever though, so I guess it’s enough to satisfy the need for connection.”

Y/n raises her eyebrows, disbelieving. “You’re telling me immortal vampires are monogamous for life?”

I chuckle. “Apparently, once you find the right one it’s just natural. I’ve seen it happen, felt the feelings they feel. It’s intense.”

She considers this, but says nothing further. Until, “have you ever felt that way?”

Subconsciously, I study the scars on my hands. “I thought I did.”

“With Maria,” she guesses. Y/n knows most of my history, so it’s no surprise that she’s able to put the pieces together of my involvement with Maria. Strangely, I find myself wishing that I could say no, that I’ve never been with with anyone like that. Or, at least, that I’d never been involved with Maria like that.

“Have you,” I counter to distract from my sudden regret.

She shakes her head, a soft smile playing on her lips. “My human memories are fading by the day, but I’m pretty sure the answer is no. My twenty years of life were nothing to write home about.”

Now it’s my turn to smile, somewhat ruefully. “You’ve got millennia ahead of you. I’m sure at least something notable will occur.”

She chuckles, shrugging. “Perhaps. For now, I should just focus on making it through the rest of this year.”

“We’ll get you through it,” I answer, confident.

She hugs her knees into her chest, feeling peaceful. “I believe you.” Then, her playfulness returns. “But step one should be feeding me, because I’m starving.”

I chuckle, stand, and offer her a hand. She grabs it, allowing me to pull her up. “Lead the way.”

A/n Let me know what you thought of this chapter/the characters and if you would like to be added to the tag list! I hope you all have a good day/night <3

xx, 

Bjr

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[finnsgrin]

Unspoken Love - Jasper Jordan

Jasper Jordan x reader

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After his unfortunate encounter with the Grounders, you confess your feelings for Jasper, fearing his life is slipping away and you'll never have the chance to tell him.

SEASON 1 SPOILERS

Word count: 5,570

Published: June 14, 2020

TW: Blood and pain

A/N, PLEASE READ! Hey everyone! This is my first ever The 100 Imagine! I know it's long, but what else do you have to do while quarantined? I hope you like this Imagine! If you use other pronouns, just replace them with the ones I used in this Imagine. I used she/her, because that's personally what I use.

xx, El

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♡Masterlist♡

"Please please PLEASE be safe."

Lack of oxygen on the Ark was a luxury compared to how much air your best friends Jasper and Monty were being deprived of as you held them both tightly in a group hug.

"(Y/N)...can't...breath." Jasper patted you quickly several times on the back, awkwardly trying to escape from your embrace.

You released them, giving an apologetic smile.

"We'll be fine. We're just gonna get food and water, and we'll be back before nightfall." Monty gently reassured you.

That was what scared you the most.

How were they so calm in a situation such like this?

Hurdled from the sky onto the ground which wasn't even 100% survivable, miles away from the fallout shelter you were supposed to be at, with 100, (now 98) teenage delinquents who had no adult supervision whatsoever.

Yeah, what could go wrong?

You took one last look at Jasper, who was adjusting his black goggles on his forehead, and gazing in awe at the green forest which surrounded you.

Without warning, you flung into his arms.

He stumbled back, off balance.

"Woah, (Y/N), chill out. We'll be fine." He laughed, hugging you once more.

"Why don't I get a hug like that?" Monty pouted, jutting his lip out, a smirk dancing on his lips.

You smiled, gifting one of your famous hugs to the boy.

Monty broke away, grinning, and turned to Clarke Griffin, who was now calling out orders to those on the ground.

"Okay, everyone, listen up! Finn, Jasper, Monty, Octavia, Wells, Bellamy and I are all going to the mountain where were originally supposed to land. We'll be grabbing everything we need for a day or so, and then we're all gonna hike there together. (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is in charge. Out of all of us, she paid the most attention in our survival classes. If you even have a prayer of getting through the night without being eaten alive, I strongly advise that you listen to her. Do I make myself clear?"

Disapproving murmurs could be heard around camp, mainly from John Murphy and his group of friends.

"Who made you Queen of the ground?" Murphy spoke up, several people agreeing with him.

Bellamy pushed his way towards the front of the crowd, causing everyone to quiet down.

"No one did. But Clarke's right. Out of all of us, (Y/L/N) is the one who knows what to do. Now you can run off by yourself, or you can pitch in and have a shot at surviving."

All eyes trailed on me, and I couldn't stop the blush that crept on my cheeks.

I never enjoyed being the center of attention. Now I had to babysit 90 rebellious teenagers?

There was no way they were ever going to listen to me. I didn't even commit a crime! I was framed. We have nothing in common except that we were all born on the Ark and flung to the ground. It was just pure luck that Monty and Jasper happened to be on the drop ship. I could trust no one but them.

The 7 teens made their way to the woods, and I felt panic surge through me.

I had liked Jasper for the longest time.

I've always been a closed book. You're lucky if you get through chapter one.

But Jasper and Monty know everything about me.

The one thing they both don't know, is my love for Jasper.

Normally, I would trust Monty, like I did with everything else.

But this was different.

The boy who defended me when I was getting bullied and pushed around by John Murphy.

The boy who helped me with my science homework.

The boy who made me laugh when a smile seemed impossible.

We had sat across each other on the drop ship, fear evident in both of our eyes.

Even then, when death could have been minutes away, I still didn't have the guts to tell him how I feel.

"Jasper!" I caught his wrist, the touch familiar to me.

He turned, eyebrow raised, waiting for a response.

I chickened out.

"Your shoes untied." Was the best I could come up with.

He smirked at our inside joke.

The day we had met was the first day of kindergarten, and I was wearing a pair of my moms old slip on shoes.

Jasper came up to me with a red crayon in his hand, and told me with a smile that my shoe was untied.

I frowned, looking down at my feet.

"But I don't have laces." I had explained, perplexed.

He laughed, explaining the joke and then introducing me to his friend, Monty.

But we were naive school kids then who had no worries other than if an asteroid was going to strike the Ark.

"Let's go!" I heard Bellamy Blake, the oldest of us all, call to Jasper who I was still holding on to.

It's now or never, (Y/N).

"Jasper, we gotta go, man!" Monty jogged back, tugging on his arm.

I let go, and he was gone.

Tears pricked my eyes and I felt stupid.

What if that was the last chance I ever had? What if he got eaten by a giant worm?

I shook my head, forcing the bad out.

Now, all I could think of was positive.

It took me a few seconds to realize that a group had gathered around me. Some looking bored, others scared.

"So, what do we do now?" A girl with her arms crossed over her chest asked me.

I blinked, reminding myself that I was now in charge.

Thanks, Clarke.

I made a mental note to give her a piece of my mind as soon as things settled down.

Back on the Ark, I was often the first choice parents had when they needed a babysitter.

Kids loved me, and I connected with them effortlessly.

Something told me a group building activity wasn't going to happen down here.

I cleared my throat, my mind racing.

Yes, I had paid the most attention in our survival classes, but now it seemed like everything I learned had been erased.

"Well? Do you know anything, or not?" John Murphy was tapping his foot impatiently.

Part of me wanted to snap back with sass, something I was particularly good at.

But this was no time for conflict.

If there's one thing I know about kids, it's that they hate being told what to do.

But these weren't just any kids.

Some of them were here for murder.

"There are 90 of us in all. We're all going to divid equally and do our share. If you don't wanna do anything, that's fine. Just note that you won't be having dinner tonight."

The few people who had secluded themselves from the group joined us.

I began counting off, making sure to keep Murphy with me as I was clearly the only one who had self control.

Anyone else would gladly tear his head off.

I had ten people working on the drop ship, cleaning up the inside.

Eighteen more were scavenging what they could and bringing it outside, as well as picking up debris on the outside.

A few feet away from where we landed were a field of flowers, several which I knew to be edible.

Twenty of us plucked primrose, thistle, dandelions, rose hip, and daisies.

I had another twenty scavenge for pine nuts along the trunk of trees, and strip the needles for tea.

Ten more were starting fires, and another ten setting snares in the forest, which I had to teach them how to do.

It was good, having something to take my mind off of Jasper.

With John Murphy by my side, I had a lot more to think about.

Why hadn't anyone killed this boy?

Could I kill him now?

Why did he talk so much?

"Am I gonna get dinner tonight? You're not letting me do anything." He grumbled as I helped a girl assemble her twitch up snare.

You'll be lucky if you aren't dead by tonight. I'll kill you myself. I thought to myself.

"You are doing something. You're my...apprentice. The only one who has enough strength to tell people what to do. There's a sense of authority in you. You've already watched me make the fires and snares and okay the plants. If anything were to happen to me, you would take my place."

That was a downright lie.

I would trust a wild pack of wolves before I put my trust in John Murphy.

But my lie seemed to appease him, and he was quiet for a few minutes.

I knew there was water somewhere, which is why I didn't send anyone for it.

Vegetation was so evident, and plants were lush and beautiful. I could hear the roar of a stream nearby.

Besides, I didn't want anyone out of my sight.

Turns out with 88 people working feverishly, the job is done fairly quick.

The drop ship was cleaned out, the bodies buried, plants picked, and nuts peeled.

Everyone collapsed on the ground, exhausted.

"Good work everyone. I'm gonna take these plants down to the stream and wash them off. Those who set snares, please set some more, or teach others how to do so."

Someone had managed to scrounge up a makeshift metal pot from inside the drop ship, and several sheets of thin fabric.

If it were up to me, I would have gone to the stream by myself. A few minutes of alone time were all I really needed.

But, it wasn't up to me.

This was life or death.

"Murphy, I need you to come with me. Bring your friends, too. I need strong people to carry back the water."

Feeding the ego of cocky boys is so easy.

Murphy and his friends agreed to go, flexing their muscles as they walked along the path of the woods with me.

"Who's watching camp while we're gone?" One of Murphys friends asked, wiping his sweaty brow with the back of his hands.

Shoot.

I knew I had forgotten something.

"I'm sure they can all manage for a few minutes."

I hoped so.

"You all worked really hard. I think everyone is too tired to start a fight."

I hope that was true, too.

We reached the stream which wasn't too far from camp. It wasn't big by any means, but it was enough to hydrate and clean us.

Murphy and his friends beamed from ear to ear, and I stopped them before they could continue with their plan.

"Wait until we clean and collect. THEN you can hop in."

That seemed to be agreeable enough, after I explained that we would be swallowing their sweat if they got in now.

I took the greens, and bundled them together in a sheet of cloth, and bunched the material together, then dunked them, giving it a shake.

As the boys frolicked in the water, my mind wandered back to Jasper.

How long had they been gone?

An hour? Two?

What if they never came back? What if I was now the mother of these criminals?

"That's enough playing. We gotta get back." I stood from the flat rock I was sitting on, and ignored the grumbled complaints from the soaked boys.

It was a relief that I had asked several people to come along. There was no way I could carry that giant vessel full of water on my own.

Thankfully, things were more or less the same when we arrived back at camp.

Some people fanned themselves with sheets of metal found in the drop ship.

Others dozed on the grass, occasionally swatting away a bug.

But the best thing was my group of snarers holding up several fat rabbits that must have stumbled into their traps.

Everyone cheered, engrossed by the sight of fresh meat.

I smiled, setting the plants by my feet.

"Excellent! We'll have a lovely stew tonight!" I announced, examining the prey.

Water was boiling, greens were being sorted, and rabbit was being skinned.

"They're back!" I heard someone call.

I set down the rabbit I was currently breaking the legs of, and I hopped up.

My eyes searched for Jasper, more than excited to present to him the lovely meal we were able to have tonight.

I wondered what they had brought back with them.

But I didn't see Jasper.

1,2,3,4,5,6...

Six?

Six of our people sprinted into camp, faces red and sweat drenched clothes.

"Everyone in the drop ship! Move, move!" I heard Bellamy scream.

Jasper? Where was Jasper?

"Where's Jasper?" I ran to Monty, who looked like he was about to pass out.

He shook slightly, and extended his trembling hand to me.

Clutched tightly in between his fingers, were Jaspers goggles.

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Confused and frightened glances were exchanged as we all stumbled into the drop ship, abandoning the food, and the boiling water over the fire.

Panic surged through me once more as I struggled to make sense of our new reality.

"What happened?"

"Is he dead?"

"Did you make it to the mountain?"

Questions were being thrown like dodgeballs in gym class.

I blinked, adjusting my eyes to the dimly lit space in the drop ship.

Bellamy had closed the door.

Claustrophobia crept over me and I felt sick.

The only thing keeping me steady was Monty's arm, which I was clutching like a lifeline.

"Everyone shut up!" Bellamy's booming voice echoed throughout the small space, and we all covered our ears as the sound bounced back to us.

All fell silent.

"Where's the one with the goggles?" A girl with a big mouth asked.

Bellamy clenched his jaw, and looked at the ground, frustration radiating off of him.

"I need you all to remain calm." He said in a voice that wasn't calm whatsoever.

Murphy scoffed.

"Calm? You run through the woods like Bigfoot is chasing you and you want us to remain calm?"

No one argued with this.

"We're not alone here on the ground." Clarke began.

A blanket of fear rested upon all of us.

"What do you mean, not alone?" A girl by the name of Harper spoke up.

"I mean what I just said. We were attacked on our way to the mountain and whatever it was took Jasper with them." Clarke struggled to remain composed.

I felt my breath catch in my throat, and a strangled sob escaped my chapped lips.

Everyone was in an uproar now, screaming and wailing.

I sunk to my knees, holding the goggles to my chest.

Hot tears streamed down my face and I let out a strangled cry.

Why didn't I tell him?

I let my insecurities get in the way and I couldn't tell him that I loved him?

And now he was as good as dead.

My shoulders shook, and Monty knelt down next to me, tears trailing down his cheeks as well.

"We'll find him. I swear to you, we will find him, (Y/N)."

He sounded like he needed some reassurance himself.

Someone was wailing. The kind of cry that made you want to cover your ears and hide away forever.

It took a moment to come to the realization that I was the one making the sound.

The only sound now was my sobs and ragged breath. My fellow inmates backed away, allowing Bellamy a clear path to where Monty and I were situated.

I felt an unfamiliar touch on my shoulder.

It was Bellamy, and he looked at me with determination.

"We will find him. But right now we need to lay low." He spoke softly.

Anger welled inside me.

"If it were Octavia, you would have a search party out right now! What makes Jaspers life any less important?" I hissed, venom coating every word.

Bellamy held his tongue.

No one argued against me, but no one exactly agreed with me either.

"We leave at first light. Those who want to volunteer, come see me." He announced, walking away.

Monty and I held each other, sobs wracking our bodies.

I spent a good portion of the night bawling my eyes out.

I felt kind of bad. Monty held me, as calm as he could be in this situation, telling me stories and reciting my favorite poems.

When we all had settled down for the night, some of us asleep, I heard Murphy a few feet away from us talking in a hushed voice.

"Now we're all hungry because that one chick didn't bring any of the food in here. It's all outside probably being eaten by whatever the hell took Jasper."

If I had the energy, I would have ripped Murphy's throat out right then and there.

But my chest was tight from all of the crying, and dehydration was setting in.

"Come on, man. The girl just lost her boyfriend. We can go a night without dinner." One of Murphy's cronies stood up for me.

Boyfriend?

Did people really think we were a couple?

Maybe it falls on me and how I reacted.

I had been awake, counting my breaths.

How many did Jasper have left?

"You're in love with him." Monty spoke, disrupting the quiet.

"What?" I attempted to play it dumb.

He scoffed, sitting up.

"I see the way you look at him, (Y/N). It's like...all the stars in the galaxy can't even compare."

I bit my lip, unsure of what to say or do in this situation.

"I do love him, Monty. I really do."

A fresh set of tears welled up in my eyes and began to spill.

"And I never even got to tell him." I cried.

Monty shushed me, rubbing my back soothingly.

"We'll get him back. I know we will. But for right now, we can't dwell on the past. Try and get some sleep." He smiled down kindly at me.

I didn't sleep at all that night.

Go figure.

I pretended to, though. For Montys sake.

He must have been up for two hours before he finally succumbed to sleep himself.

Maybe it would have been best if I had slept that night.

There were no windows on the drop ship, so there was no way to tell when it was morning. So I listened carefully for the sounds of the crickets to subside and the chirps of the birds to arrive.

I jumped to my feet, accidentally stepping on Murphy's hand.

"Ow! What the hell?!" He shouted, still half asleep.

"It's daylight. We have to go find Jasper." I shook Monty awake, my eyes on a frantic search for a sleeping Bellamy.

I found him by the door, near Octavia.

"Bellamy-Bellamy wake up." I shoved him several times, and he awoke with a "Snork?"

"We have to go find Jasper. Get up." I bent over to re-lace my shoes, but was stopped in my tracks.

"(Y/N), (Y/N), slow down." He sprung up, and placed both of his hands on my shoulders.

I wondered if he had even slept at all. Deep purple bags hung low over his eyes.

"No, I'm not going to slow down. We have to go. Who are the volunteers?"

I pivoted around to Monty, but Bellamy twirled me to face him.

"(Y/N), you're not going. You have to stay here at camp." Bellamy spoke the words slowly.

I did a double take.

That had to be some sort of sick joke.

"Like hell I am. Jasper's my-."

"I know. I know. But you have to stay here. You did so good leading the camp yesterday. I need you to stay here."

Several emotions registered on my face at once.

Confusion, anger, betrayal...

"If it was Octavia out there and someone tried to stop you-."

"Stop bringing Octavia into this. Besides you're dead on your feet. If anything happened I doubt you would be able to escape in time." He interrupted once again.

His words weighed heavy.

He was right. I was exhausted. Staying up all night getting over the potential death of my long time crush/best friend tore me to pieces.

"Maybe Jasper is literally dead on his feet. What would be the irony of that?" Murphy's snide comment earned a few chuckles from those around him.

I shoved past Bellamy, and charged towards Murphy, who's smirk turned into shock.

"Do you think this is a fucking joke Murphy?!" I screamed as he avoided a harsh slap to the face.

"Woah, woah!" Bellamy held me back as I screamed obscenities at Murphy who backed away, sneering at me as if I were the insane one who was making disgusting jokes.

I struggled for a bit, and collapsed against Bellamy's chest, sobbing.

I was so angry.

Angry at myself for being so weak.

Angry at Murphy who couldn't be serious for five minutes.

Angry at Bellamy and Clarke and everyone else who didn't keep Jasper safe.

"I love him! I love him, Bellamy. Please, bring him back. Bring him back alive." I gasped, collapsing to the ground, Bellamy falling with me.

"We will. I will. I promise." Bellamy forced me look at him, and he turned to Clarke.

He told Clarke that she needed to stay here and start building a wall around the camp. I was clearly in no state to do much of anything.

That made me angry, too. If I had just gotten some shut eye last night I could have gone with the search party.

Monty was suddenly in front of me, his eyes blood shot, voice clear.

"(Y/N), listen to me. Are you listening to me?" He shook my shoulders harshly, and I nodded my head.

"No matter what happens, if we find Jasper or not, you need to stay strong. It's what he would want."

How could he say that?

IF we find Jasper?

We will find him!

Even if it meant I had to search the entire planet and beyond.

Clarke was suddenly down next to me, turning my head towards her, staring intently into my bloodshot eyes.

"She's definitely exhausted. Dehydrated, too. Monty, I think it's best if you stay here with her. I'll get her some water."

I could tell Monty was upset that he couldn't go either, but, we both needed each other right now.

He took a seat next to me, and draped an arm around my shoulder.

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •

The remainder of the day was a blur.

I vaguely recall a cup of pine needle tea being pushed to my lips, and someone trying to persuade a few pine nuts in me.

I drank the tea, but was too nauseated to eat anything.

Clarke and the rest of those who stayed behind worked on a wall/fence. I caught glimpses of it outside the drop ship door. It consisted of scraps from the ship, and large planks of tree bark.

I dozed in and out occasionally, but awoke to the slightest of sounds.

Monty was always there to calm me down.

It must have been noon, when there was a series of shouts that awoke me from my twelfth nap of the day.

Clarke rushed in, shoving scraps aside and making room on a flat surface that served as a makeshift table.

I bolted upright, a nasty case of vertigo settling into my brain which was still fuzzy from lack of sleep.

My heart stopped.

Either they had found him, or there was a new causality.

Bellamy, Finn, and Wells were carrying a half conscious Jasper, whose face was green and beaded with sweat.

"Get him on the table!" Clarke demanded as she searched frantically for something.

He was shirtless, a large scab like wound smack dab in the middle of his chest, blood and pus oozing from it.

Monty gagged, and ran out of the ship.

I could hear him vomiting violently.

I didn't blame him.

Jaspers eyes shot open, and he let out a mangled groan, flailing his arms around.

"Keep him still!" Clarke's voice sounded far away.

I rushed to his aid, and took one of his hands which was dirty and covered in covered in grime.

"Jasper, Jasper can you hear me?" I squeezed his hand.

He groaned again in response, tears running into his ears.

I wiped them away.

"You're gonna be okay. You're safe now. You're back at the drop ship. Clarke is going to make you better." My words were thick and it was hard to talk.

Clarke shooed everyone else away, only a few acceptations allowed to stay.

"Finn, go get me a wet rag." Clarke's voice trembled.

That wasn't a good sign.

The doctor was supposed to be calm.

"Can you save him?" I asked, hardly wanting to know the answer.

She grew silent.

"I'll do my best." She spoke.

Jasper was still screaming, and he weakly squeezed my hand.

"Make it stop, please, make it stop." He begged through the wails of agony.

My heart broke.

What could I do?

I would take the pain in a second.

I would do anything.

"Jasper, just focus on my words, yeah?"

What was I supposed to even talk about?

The Ark? The ground?

Both subjects were painful.

He let out a cry as Clarke ever so gently prodded his collarbone with her fingers.

"What the hell?" She frowned, examining the gash more intently.

"What is it?" Bellamy took to her side, intrigued.

Clarke was quiet for a moment, her brows furrowed, confused.

"Whoever, or, whatever did this to him cauterized the wound. He would have bled out by now."

What?

That made zero sense.

Why would you kidnap someone, stab them, and then heal them?

Jasper cried again.

"Don't you have anything for the pain?" I practically begged, already knowing the answer.

"We would probably have something if we were at the mountain. But the only thing we have now is time."

Time?

How much time did he have left?

Jaspers hand went limp, and my blood went cold.

Clarke placed her hand on his forehead.

"He's burning up. I need wet cloth, and lots of it."

She turned to Bellamy, who left in a second.

"He's still breathing, but barely. It looks like an infection. I'm gonna have to reopen the wound, clean it, and recauterize it."

I felt acidic bile rise in my throat.

For Jaspers sake, I prayed he would stay unconscious.

I think Wells was telling me what happened, and how they found him, but it's like everything went static.

Bits and pieces of his sentences wormed their way into my shattered mind as I gripped the metal table and Jaspers hand.

Jasper screamed, his back arching, blood spewing all over his chest and my face.

"(Y/N), I need you to keep him still. I'm almost finished cleaning it. Someone get me a hot knife!"

Jaspers eyes found mine, his wild and frantic.

"(Y/N), please make it stop. It hurts so bad! Make it stop!" He sobbed.

Tears of my own fell onto his pale skin.

I struggled to find my voice.

"Jasper, I know it's hard, but you need to stay still so Clarke can help you, okay? You're almost done. The worst is over."

Was it?

He screamed again, squeezing my hand. Quick breaths escaped from his cracked and bleeding lips.

"I...I never thought I would see you again." He admitted, sighing as someone draped a dripping cloth across his forehead.

Neither did I.

"I knew they would find you." I lied.

He blinked in response.

"I'm gonna cauterize it now, okay? Jasper, this is gonna hurt."

Clarke pressed the blazing metal to the gash.

A burnt flesh smell filled the drop ship as Jasper screamed.

Clarke dropped the knife, breathing for the first time in minutes.

"Done, it's over. We just need to get his temperature down." She began to lay more wet cloth on various parts of his body.

Easier said than done.

For the next few hours, Jaspers temperature ranged from blistering hot to the touch, to cold with sweat.

Sweat poured from his entire body, leaving the table slick with moisture.

He was delirious, reaching his hand out for something, and calling for his mother.

Invisible shadows made him scream.

At last, he settled down, his hand still in mine.

"I'll take it from here, (Y/N). You deserve a break." Monty appeared by my side, extending a cup of water to me.

He was right. I needed to get away. I needed to find a desolate spot and just curl up in a ball, close my eyes, and deem this all as a crazy dream.

Smiling kindly, I gently let go of Jaspers hand.

But Jasper used whatever strength he had left in him to hold fast to me.

"(Y/N)...stay." He slurred.

I pushed back disheveled black bangs away from his sweaty forehead.

"I'm not going anywhere." I whispered.

A ghost of a smile danced on his lips.

"I...I love you." He murmured.

I blinked, unsure of what to say or how to react.

"I love you too, Jasper." I whispered, my voice hardly audible.

His lips curled up once more, and sleep overcame him.

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •

Three weeks later, Clarke said Jasper was okay to go on short walks for brief periods of time, as long as he had someone with him.

More often than not, it was Monty or me.

The fence had been built, and several stations set up around camp.

Animal skinning, water purification, and food storage were the most busy.

I was praised for my wilderness expertise, and held classes for those who had absolutely no idea what they were doing.

At the end of a class where I was teaching how to tell healthy rabbits apart from rabbits who had rabbit fever, Jasper appeared by my side.

"Gosh! You scared me." I laughed.

He had lost a significant amount of weight, but his smile remained the same.

"You're not supposed to be out of bed without someone." I scolded him.

"I'm not alone. I'm with you. Take a walk with me?" He extended his arm, and we walked with ours interlinked.

It was a slow process, but I loved seeing the look on his face when a bird flew by or the wind rustled the leaves on a tree.

Pure joy.

I felt myself falling more in love with him each and every day.

I had erased the day he had been carried back after serving as a dartboard.

Wiped the words that were exchanged.

He didn't remember them, so why should I?

He probably didn't even mean them in the way I did.

Friends tell friends all the time that they love them.

It was like a twelve pound weight had been lifted off my chest, after telling Jasper how I felt.

It didn't matter if he remembered it or not. I said it, and it was done and over with. No need to bring up the nightmare he had gone through.

"I remember, you know." Jaspers feet slowed down even more, if that were possible.

I turned my head to face him, confused.

"Remember what?"

He grinned, a blush creeping its way to his cheeks.

We were stopped at the back of the drop ship, where the fewest people were, but with the most weapons.

He took a deep breath.

"The night I was found. I-."

"Jasper-."

"No, let me say it."

Great, now I was gonna get friend zoned in a place I couldn't even leave.

Not that it mattered much, anyway. Jasper was alive, and that's all that I cared about.

"I love you, (Y/N). I have for the longest time and...and I thought I was going to die. I had to say it. At least once. And I know you said it back but you were probably just saying it to be nice and I-."

I stood poised on my tiptoes, crushing his lips with mine.

He shut up, kissing me back.

I was careful of his chest. Careful to keep my distance from it.

But he pulled me close, his hands gentle on my waist, mine on his neck.

We pulled apart, breathless.

"I've been wanting to do that for the longest time." He smiled, tucking a strand of loose hair behind my ear.

I blushed, leaning in for another kiss.

"Finally!" I heard a familiar voice behind us.

Monty stood there, grinning with two thumbs up.

Jasper gave him a death glare that screamed get the hell out of here or so help me I will break both of your thumbs.

"Finally! Took you two long enough! I was worried I had to go to plan B and use the power of forged love letters," Monty crossed over, patting Jasper on the back, which earned a few winces.

"I guess all it took was a near death experience. Nothing too extreme."

We all laughed, well, Monty and I did. Jasper just kind of smiled and tried to refrain from laughing.

"I guess this means we're a couple?" Jasper looked at me hopefully.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"I thought you would never ask."

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[whatstruthgottodowithit]

Just cuddling in bed, comforting.. something a bit angsty but romantic and domestic. Where reader is going through some bad moments... with Seb.

35: " I believe I can be of some help here. "

180: “ You have no idea what you do to me. ”

Thank you💝

A Very Bad Week

Fandom: Actor, RPF

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Characters: Sebastian Stan, Reader

Word Count: 1163

Rating: Teen

Summary: Reader is having a very bad week.

Tags/ Warnings: Seb Stan fic, Sebastian Stan Fic, My Writing, Love, Cuddling, Friends, Long Distance Relationship, Travelling, Parted Lovers, Long-Distance Marriage, Work Problems, Illness, Revelations Requested, Kisses, Tickling, Stress, Marriage, Established Relationship,

Notes: here sweetie! xx [updated 9/22]

Y/N felt the weight of the world on her shoulders. For over a week every day had seemed to be one bad thing after another and she was sick to the back teeth of it. To make matters worse, her only solace and the only person she wanted to talk to was out of town on business. Seb, her husband. Since everything had been opening back up he had been travelling more and more and it just so happened that his week away coincided with her week of bad luck.

Depressed and annoyed she climbed into bed on Sunday afternoon hoping to avoid the world. She had a bag of chips, her cat, Jasper, and reruns of friends to help her through the day. Around 7 pm she fell into a doze and only awoke when she heard movement on the landing outside her bedroom door.

‘Hello,’ she said as she roused, wondering what it was. Suddenly the door burst open and Seb came in laden with suitcases. Y/N’s heart swelled at the sight of him. He wasn’t supposed to be home for at least another three days.

‘Hey,’ he said as he dumped everything near the closet door and started to strip. He kicked off his pants and pulled off his shirt quickly, swapping it for a clean one from the closet before he ran and dove onto the bed next to her.

‘Hey yourself,’ she said, pushing herself up to rest against the headboard as he landed next to her and leaned in to capture her lips gently before he gave Jasper a quick stroke and settled in next to her.

‘What are you doing here?’ she asked.

‘Oh thanks,’ he chuckled.

‘No I’m happy you’re here, I’m just wondering what happened. It’s earlier than planned,’ she said curiously.

‘Well, you sounded fed up on the phone. I was only hanging around for one more interview so I spoke to Ryan and he sorted it so that I could come home early,’ he shrugged.

‘You came home early for me?’ she said with a wry smile.

‘Of course, I did,’ he said as if it were obvious.

‘But I never said anything how did you-’

‘Know that you were having a terrible week?’ he said. She nodded.

‘It’s in your voice babe. Don’t worry I know you didn’t want to bother me with whatever it is but I knew..’ he said with a soft smile.

‘Oh yeah and you’re what?’ she said with a mock challenging tone, ‘you’re gonna fix everything?’

‘Well, I believe I could be of some help here, yeah,’ he said, shifting off back and hovering over her for a moment before he leaned down and kissed her and then in one fell swoop tickled at her sides making her shriek. She couldn’t help it his hands and lips roamed her making her giggle and shriek with laughter until she couldn’t breathe. Only then did he pull away and lay down on her chest where she accepted him gratefully, her hands going straight to his hair as they lay in silence for a moment just enjoying each other’s breathing.

‘Okay..’ she said after a minute, ‘maybe you do know how to fix everything.’

‘Told ya,’ he chuckled before he sighed, ‘but honestly Y/N if you’re having a bad day or week or month you can tell me you know.’

‘I know and if you were here I would. I just don’t want to worry you when you’ve got a job to be doing you know? I’m a big girl…’

‘Yeah and you dealt with your problems by going to bed and watching friends,’ he chuckled.

‘It’s a tried and tested coping mechanism!’ she giggled.

‘Yeah…you’re right there,’ he said before he lifted his head off her chest and looked at her. His blue eyes pierced her to her core.

‘What?’ she said.

‘Not to get all serious or anything but…you have no idea what you do to me. What you mean to me. And if you’re going through something bad even if it’s just that you get the wrong Starbucks order I want to know. A thousand miles away or not we’re in this together, right?’

‘Right,’ she said with a nod as he dropped his head back down. Her heart thudded against her chest so loud he could hear it and the noise was lulling him to sleep but Y/N couldn’t follow.

She had had a bad week for sure. Things were bad at work and her boss was riding her about everything. Her mom was nagging her about her sister’s birthday trip. Jasper had had to be rushed to the vet when he swallowed a couple of bobby pins she’d dropped. Not to mention she thought she had been dosed with a bout of stomach flu.

But none of that was what was truly bothering her. And the reason she hadn’t told Seb was partly that she wanted to tell him in person.

If she had told him about her boss he wouldn’t have batted an eyelid as everyone knew her boss was an ass but he would question why she wanted to be on his good side now.

If she had told him her mom was nagging her about booking a room for her sister’s birthday trip he would have questioned her why she hasn’t already done it. Even if it was six months away there was no way Y/N would miss her sister’s party.

And he would certainly question why she had been so distraught over Jasper getting himself into trouble again. That cat had to be on his 16th life by now all the questionable things he had eaten in the time they had had him much to their despair.

And if she had mentioned her stomach flu he would have worried instantly. Y/N was often as healthy as a horse. Whilst he was afflicted every cold and flu season she skated through unscathed. And she never got an upset stomach unless she was hungover. No…he’d be worried.

No. If he knew she was upset just by talking over the phone there would be no way he wouldn’t put the clues together if she told him all about her bad week.

As she lay there, his head on her chest, his breathing now steady and slow as he seemed to have fallen asleep she wondered if on some level he knew. That a little further down from where he was sleeping their baby was growing.

And at that moment all the stuff she had worried about didn’t seem to matter because the thought of telling him when he woke up was enough.

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Spirit Falls {j.h}

One-shot request by @xo-sophiemae-xo 

Request: “Can I request an imagine with the Cullens where they go on a huge hike and eventually y/n gets too tired so someone has to carry her back and then just some fluff around the campfire please! (Preferably jasper or Emmett x reader) Thanks xx”

A/N: so spirit falls is a real place and that’s what i had in mind when writing this. also, this is way longer than i originally meant on making it, but i kinda got carried away. anyways, enjoy :)

“You brought bug spray, right?” You ask Rosalie, who sits in the passenger seat of Emmett’s Jeep. She holds up the bottle in response and you settle back into your seat. Jasper sits next to you, your hand in his as the Cullen crew zoom down the foggy Washington roads. The Jeep is followed by Edward’s Volvo, which hauls Edward, Bella, Carlisle, Esme, and Alice. One of the Cullen’s favorite past times was hiking, and you were adamant on them taking you. Jasper was reluctant, because they also had the tendency to hunt if the conditions were right. He didn’t want you to see that. In the end, it was Rosalie who convinced him to let you go, even if she was less than enthusiastic about you being alive when you first met. Now, she was your best friend.

Your heart races in anticipation to arrive at the destination, Esme had planned a whole day out. She packed a picnic for you, and you brought a book and an outdoor blanket just in case Jasper decided to hunt.

“I spy something red.” Emmett says. You look around outside the window, nothing red, just a whole lot of green. Inside the cab of the Jeep, no red either. Jasper wears all neutral colors, Emmett wears white and blue, and Rosalie made it very clear that Emmett was to exclude her from the ‘childish game.’ 

“I don’t see any red, I give up.” You sigh. The game had been going on for about thirty minutes already, yet you hadn’t gotten one yet. 

“You suck at this game.” Emmett says.

“That’s not fair! You see like triple the colors I see!” You complain. “Are we even close to being there?” 

“We’d be a whole lot closer if Jasper didn’t set a speed limit.” Rosalie says. Emmett gives an agreeing nod to her statement. 

“Humans are fragile, Rose.” Jasper says calmly. You roll your eyes, and lean your head on his shoulder. 

“Come on, Jazz, you’ll protect me.” You say, trying to convince him. 

“I can feel that you’re anxious already with how fast he’s going.” He says. You glare at him, folding your arms.

“Traitor.” You frown, but he smiles at you and brings your hand to his lips, placing a cool kiss to your skin. You pull his arm so that it hangs around your shoulder, and you nestle your head into his shoulder. Unfortunately, you don’t have a blanket in your reach so the hardness of his shoulder bone hurts your head. “You’re too hard.”

“Said no girl ever.” Emmett chimes in. Rosalie smacks him on the shoulder, and he whines out an ‘ow.’ You focus on Jasper’s breathing and soon enough your eyes flutter shut.

----------------

The slamming of car doors wake you. Jasper retracts his arm as you sit up straight, stretching your neck. You unbuckle your seatbelt and exit the Jeep, your feet hitting the mossy ground. You walk over to Bella, who’s talking to Alice. They look up as they hear you approach. 

“What’s the plan?” You ask them. 

“First we’re hiking to the waterfall, then when Esme and Carlisle go hunting, we’re going swimming.” Alice says, her eyes lit up with excitement. 

“I didn’t bring a swimsuit.” You say. Alice playfully rolls her eyes, placing a hand on your arm. 

“I brought one for you- and trust me, Jasper will love it.” She says with a wink. Her mischievous smile tells you that the swimsuit doesn’t cover much.

“Alice..” You groan. She throws her hand forward dismissively. 

“You’ll thank me later.” She says, walking away and leaving you with Bella. You sigh and take a look at the girl, who looks at you and chortles. 

“You should have seen what she packed for my honeymoon.” She says, her lips pulled into an amused smile. Before you have the chance to respond, Carlisle calls out to the group that it’s time to start the hike. You and Bella walk over to join them, and soon you’re walking along an uneven path. 

“Why did I talk you into letting me come?” You ask Jasper as you trip over yet another exposed root for what seems to be the hundredth time.

“It’ll be fun, just wait ‘till you feast your eyes on that waterfall.” He says, grabbing your arm gently to keep you from falling.

“I prefer this view.” You say, smiling at him. He looks away bashfully. Everyone had broken off into small sub-groups by now, Esme and Edward identifying birds, Rosalie and Alice were chatting, Carlisle was leading the group and reading from a map (even though he’s walked the trail a million times), and Bella and Emmett were racing to different landmarks while scouting ahead for any humans that would interfere with hunting. You and Jasper stayed at the back of the group, mainly because you were slower than everyone else. Beside you, Jasper looked deep in thought.

“Whatcha thinking about?” You ask, holding onto his hand. He doesn’t look at you, but ahead, and smiles.

“You feel very.. Content. It’s peaceful, being around you.” He says. You walk in silence for a moment, unsure of how to respond.

“It’s because of you, you know. You make me feel safe- and I feel alive around you.” You softly respond.

“I sure hope you feel alive, otherwise the blood I can hear pumping through your veins has some explainin’ to do.” He chuckles. 

“Oh, real funny. I’m trying to be sentimental here.” You playfully scold him. He kisses your hand, then turns to face you.

“My apologies, ma’am.” He says, his face split with a smile. You smack him on the arm and you both go back to walking in a comfortable silence. 

----

A few hours later, you can faintly hear the roar of a waterfall. You look to Jasper, your body buzzing with excitement.

“Oh, I can’t wait. Can’t we just run there?” You ask him. He sighs, looking around to see that everyone is occupied, then bends down and picks you up bridal style. You know the drill, so you tuck your head close to his chest and he takes off. You feel the wind whip your hair around, and you find comfort in Jasper’s tight arms that hold you to him. You smile, inhaling his fresh, woody scent as he runs effortlessly through the forest. When he stops, you open your eyes to find yourself at the top of the upper waterfall. He lets you down onto the mossy surface. He holds your waist to steady you as you look over the edge of the smaller waterfall, the turquoise water swirling mesmerizingly where it hits the surface of the pool. 

“Wow.” Is all you manage to say. The view takes your breath away, and a moment later, the rest of the Cullens appear behind you.

“This view never gets old.” Esme says. Bella watches it the same way you do, this being her first time seeing it also. A pang in your stomach, followed by an embarrassingly loud gurgle disrupts your serenity.

“Food time for the human.” Alice says, reaching for the stylish backpack latched to her shoulders. She pulls out the outdoor blanket, handing it to you as you spread it out in a patch of sunlight on the soft, mossy, forest floor. You sit down as Jasper hands you a water bottle and peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Bella goes to investigate the water with Edward while Rose and Emmett sit down on nearby stumps. 

“I saw some mountain lions a few miles north.” Carlisle says as he and Esme prepare to depart from the rest of the group. After they leave, the remaining Cullens (except Jasper) take off their clothes to expose the swimwear underneath. After finishing your sandwich, Alice hands you a swim top and bottoms for you to change into. You hold the black two piece to your chest as you hide behind a large rock, stripping off your clothes and underwear. After putting on the bikini bottoms, you try desperately to untangle the strappy top. 

“Alice!” You groan. After a second, you hear her approach you. You hold an arm to your chest while thrusting out the swim top. “I can’t figure this damn thing out.” 

After a while of configuring and arguing, you finally get the top on and wrap a towel around yourself. Looking up at the waterfall, you see Bella and Edward swimming in the water, and Rosalie pushing Emmett off the cliff. Alice jumps in after Rosalie. Jasper waits for you on the blanket, his bare chest sparkling in the sunlight. You approach him and he quickly stands, seeing the towel wrapped around your body. 

“Never let Alice pack me clothes again.” You say.

“Are you ready?” He asks. You don’t respond, you just take a breath and drop your towel, looking away as his eyes swiftly glance down at your exposed cleavage. He picks you up again, like earlier, and soon you’re at the top of the waterfall.

Looking down at the seemingly thousand foot drop, your stomach does flip flops. “Actually, you know what? You’re not supposed to swim thirty minutes after eating. So, I’m just gonna- woah, okay.” You’re cut off as Jasper dangles you over the edge, teasing you. You grip on to him tight, making him laugh more. “Not funny, Jazz. Put me down!” 

“It’s just a small drop, darling. I’ll keep you safe.” He says, a smile not leaving his face. You close your eyes and nestle your face in his smooth chest as he jumps, your senses overwhelmed by the sound of air whooshing past your ears and Emmett whooping and cheering. Your bodies hit icy water, stopping your heart and then jump-starting it again. You push away from Jasper as you propel your way to the surface, breaking through and wiping water from your face. Jasper surfaces a moment later, his hair wet and slicked back, and his skin sparkling. He looks so hot you almost forget that you’re mad. Almost. You shove water at him, trying to put on your best mean face.

“I’m gonna remember that. You- I- I’m so mad at you, you jerk!” You scold him. He can’t keep a straight face for long, because after your outburst, Emmett’s booming laugh fills the clearing.

“No you’re not.” Edward chimes in. You look to see that everyone has now swam to the shallow parts as Rosalie wrings out her hair and Alice and Bella lay back against the mossy rocks. 

“Can it, Cullen.” You glare. He laughs and retreats back to Bella as Jasper reaches his arms around your torso and leans in to press his lips to yours.

---

After about an hour of splashing around and jumping off cliffs, Esme and Carlisle return. Edward, Bella and Alice take off on their turn as you and the remaining Cullens return to the hiking path, the next destination being another small clearing with a fire pit.

“This place is so pretty.” You say, taking a deep breath and inhaling the mossy scent. Beside you, Jasper nods and takes a glance around.

“The game is good out here too.” He says. His eyes are black, letting you know that he’s hungry and it’s getting harder to be so close to you.

“I’m sure you can still catch up with Edward if you’re really thirsty, I’ll be fine.” You assure him.

“I’m okay. I’ll take off with Emmett and Rose when we get to the clearing.” He says. You nod in response and return talking with Carlisle about the history behind your destination. 

After forty-five minutes of walking, your feet start getting sore and your legs strain to keep up with the speedy vampires. 

“My legs hurt. Are we almost there?” You whine, tugging on Jasper’s arm like a three year old. 

“I told you this was going to be a difficult hike.” He says. You groan, trying to focus on anything but the stretching in your limbs. 

“Why would I be worried about a ‘difficult hike’ when I have a big, strong, vampire boyfriend to carry me when I get tired?” You say with pleading eyes. 

“Would you like me to carry you, y/n?” Jasper says, his eyes filled with a mischievous glint. 

“Please?” You smile. He kneels down and you climb onto his back, resting your head on his shoulder. “Ah, I feel better already.”

“Anything for you, darling.” He says. You kiss the side of his neck, earning a soft moan from him. 

“Hey, keep it PG back there, kids.” Emmett teases. You give him the finger and he feigns offence, but soon returns his attention back to Rosalie. You yawn as you lay your cheek against the soft fabric of Jasper’s shirt, forcing yourself to hum a song in order to not be lulled asleep by his rhythmic walking. 

A little while longer, you reach a clearing where pieces of wood sit piled up into a bonfire. After letting you off his back, Jasper reaches into his pocket and pulls out an old lighter. The wood lights up as you lay out the blanket and sit on the ground, leaning against a tree stump. Soon Edward returns with the girls, Jasper takes off with Rosalie and Emmett. Alice sits by you as everyone finds a good spot around the fire. Esme leans against Carlisle and Edward sits by Bella, their legs intertwined as she watches the fire and he watches her. 

Thirty minutes pass of Carlisle telling you about vampire history, when Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie return. Everyone’s eyes once again golden, putting you back at ease. Jasper lays down next to you, resting his head in your lap as you stroke his hair. He fiddles with the lighter, and with the small light from the fire, you can barely read the name “Jasper Whitlock” engraved in the shiny metal.

“Thanks for taking me here.” You say to him, enjoying seeing everyone in a different environment. He smiles and you lean down and kiss him, then sit back up and watch the warm glow of the fire as you comb your fingers through his soft hair. “It’s amazing- seeing something so beautiful with your own eyes.”

He smiles, staring up at you. “You are more beautiful than any waterfall, and I get to see you everyday. Imagine how amazing I feel.” 

“Oh, you’re such a cheeseball.” You chortle, pushing his shoulder. “But you’re my cheeseball, and I love you.”

He grins. “I love you too, darlin’.”

[stanathanxoox]

Attack and Recovery

gif is mine

anonymous asked: hey :D if you are willing to, could you write a twilight imagine where the reader is the youngest Cullen (also vampire) and while chasing Victoria she crosses accidentally to the wolves side and one of them attacks her and she gets hurt nad everyone gets super worried especiall the guys? It's fine if not, but thank you! I love your blog btw

Thank you so much anon! I love you too hun xx

None of them had wanted you to come, they had all asked you to stay put, to have a girl's night with Bella or stand guard outside her room and not come on the hunt but you had wanted to join them, wanted to help your brothers and sister get the red head, get Victoria because she was hunting and threatening your best friend. Being 16 when you were changed ten years ago by Carlisle, you were the youngest of Carlisle's children and so everyone of your siblings and parents were incredibly protective of you, especially your brothers.You had stayed at the house for five minutes after the others had left before you began to hunt following the scent Victoria had left. You followed the path for a good 5 miles before her scent veered off towards right, you could smell your siblings scent knowing that they had gone the other direction and so you decided to follow the other path. You ran and kept running until out of nowhere you feel a sharp pain in your shoulder you let out a blood curdling scream before you look and see the wolf with its jaw locked onto your shoulder the big brown eyes and almost snowy white fur shocks you and drop to your knees as you let out another scream

“F**K!!” you say as you feel like your world is growing darker. A scream can be heard from behind you as you hear your siblings running towards you

“Seth drop her now” you hear Edward calling out angrily to the wolf. The wolf whimpers not knowing what to do, a soft snort is heard from behind him and he walks towards the boarder and drops you

“Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie get Y/N back to the house, we'll try and sort this out” Edwards says and the next thing you know your being lifted into the all too familiar arms of your father. You nuzzle your head into the crook of his neck and he places a kiss on your sweaty forehead

“Shush Y/N, everything will be okay sweetheart” he says and you feel your eyes growing heavy as he runs.

The next thing you know your waking up in your bedroom, hooked up to a couple of different machines. You can hear the voices of your siblings

“Is Y/N going to be okay Carlisle?”

“Will the wound go down?”

“I hope she's going to be okay after this”

“Damn it why did she have to follow us?” Edward, Rosalie, Jasper and Emmett say. Carlisle sighs and says

“We shouldn't have left her by herself, she should've been with us in the first place. But that is in the past now. I thought we were doing the right thing by leaving Y/N behind but I can see now that I was wrong. She found the true path the Veronica took and we followed the dud”. You moan, the pain in your shoulder still excruciatingly painful and you open your eyes

“Y/N, oh thank goodness” you hear Esme says as she throws her arms around you. You wrap your good arm around her and hold her close

“I'm okay mum” you say and she pulls back placing a kiss on your forehead

“You had us all so worried sweetheart” she says moving your hair out of your face and you smile

���Thank you for rescuing me, I thought I was a goner” you say and Carlisle frowns

“Don't ever say that baby girl” he says as he makes his way over to your bed and sits on the opposite side to Esme.

“But I was, if it hadn't of been for Edward reading the mind link between the wolves you probably wouldn't of even known that I was even injured” you say looking at Edward who looked away sheepishly and you knew that you were right.

“How are you feeling Y/N?” Jasper asks and you look up at your older brother

“Sore” you answer and he smirks

“Well, its going to take a little bit to get the wound to go down but its already beginning to heal” Carlisle says and you nod. Alice enters the room carrying a bag of your favourite snacks and lollies and she says in response to the raised eyebrows she gets from the others

“What? I had a vision that Y/N would be waking up soon and that she would be craving her favourite snacks” you chuckle before opening your arms for a hug and the snacks.

“Thanks Alice” you say and she beams

“Of course bubba” she say and she places a kiss on your forehead before she shoes everyone out of your room. Esme pauses by the door and says

“Rest up sweetheart, I love you” you smile

“Love you too mum”.

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[inmyownlaine]

John Murphy x Reader: Photos

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Warnings: Sexual connotations, soft cussing

Word Count:  750

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You sat in a circle of ten other boys and girls, wondering who’s great idea it was to send hormonal charged teenagers to discover a new world. With newfound freedom and independence, it was difficult to keep your temptations at bay. 

Being a typical child was something that no one had experienced. You were limited with your options and forced to follow strict rules. You were expected to lay low and be quiet. Ever since stepping on the Ground, everyone was out of control. You were one of many that joined the fun.

A common night consisted of gathering around a bonfire and sharing secrets through various games. Ones that you were forbidden to participate in on the Ark. It soon became obvious why.

There were lots of secret confessions, midnight rendezvous, and obscene affection. The craziest thing of it all was that you weren’t the least bit offended. In fact, it further piqued your interest.

“Okay, your turn ,Y/N!” Octavia shouted. A huge smile was plastered on her face, further encouraging you to participate.

“Truth!” you exclaimed, knowing full well that neither option was safe. That was what made the game so fun.

“Let’s see,” she started, placing her index finger to her mouth. Your heart fluttered from anticipation as she thought long and hard about the question she was going to ask you. “Does anybody have any particularly nice pictures of you?” 

Your cheeks immediately flushed as you licked your lips. Everyone took notice of this and loudly chorused Ooohhh! 

“Who is it?” Jasper interrogated, rocking forward on his knees and back again on his toes. His eyes were wide with anticipation, searching for any sort of clue that would help him solve the mystery.

“You didn’t ask me who!” you argued. “Just if anyone has them.”

The group collectively moaned.

“Not fair.”

“You’re no fun.”

“That’s not how the game goes.”

“Come on, guys!” you protested. The teasing and prodding continued even though you remained silent. There was no way anybody was getting this answer out of you. You would die of embarrassment. Not to mention, you didn’t know if he still had them. Who knows what people would do to get those pictures.

In the middle of constant pressuring, Murphy walked by the bonfire. Your eyes flickered to him as he tried his hardest to avoid the conversation. As open as Murphy was, he refused to join any of the group games. He told you they were childish. But most of all, if anybody was going to be getting lucky, it would be him. Not the people that he was watching.

“Murphy!” Bellamy exclaimed, waving his arms in the air to catch his attention. You thought to yourself how unnecessary that was while Murphy’s face clearly expressed it.

“What?” he answered, unimpressed.

“You know Y/N?”

Murphy glanced at you for a moment. “Not well.”

“Get this, she said that someone has pictures of her, but she won’t tell us who.”

“Pictures?” Murphy pressed, giving you an inconspicuous side-eye. Your breath caught in your throat as you mentally begged him to keep his mouth shut. You tried to subtly shake your head, but Octavia interrupted.

“You know the kind we’re talking about!” She then turned back towards you, wearing a smile of amusement and sick curiosity. “Tell us who has them!”

“Had,” Murphy said abruptly. Everyone in the group looked at him with furrowed brows. “Tell us who had them.”

All eyes started trading off between you and Murphy. It looked like the gears were turning, trying to connect the dots. When Murphy realized that it was taking them much longer than he expected to come to the obvious conclusion, he told them himself.

“Yeah, they were turned to dust along with pretty much everything else during the whole ship-slamming-into-the-ground-incident.” He now blatantly gave you his attention, body facing yours. His eyebrows raised just as a playful smirk made its way across his lips. “It’s a shame. They were nice to look at.”

And with that, Murphy walked back to his tent. The entire group started hooting and hollering, pleading Murphy to come back and explain. He just threw up one of his hands as if saying Not a chance. He didn’t even turn around. And when he didn’t, the attention turned back on you.

But nothing was as humiliating as when Jasper jumped his feet, pointing at you in an accusatory manner and screaming at the top of his lungs, “Not well my ass!”

**I hope you all are healthy and doing well considering the circumstances! Remember to stay safe and be smart! Here’s a short imagine to possibly get your mind off of things for a little bit!

Xx Lainey

[volturi-stuff]

The accident

Alec Volturi x Reader

Requested @rainyforks

Can I have a Alec volturi fluff oc!swan where you and Bella get hurt maybe in a car crash or the James incident (you went along) and he doesn’t find out for a while and freaks out when he does ( when you get dispatched or something) Stay safe xx :)

A/N: I don't know that much about oc! I kept y/n as the name. But I hope you like it! Alec is of course aged up! I also got carried away with this. I also couldn't think of a name for it so I improvised!

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You Bella Jasper and Alice were all at a hotel hiding, I of course didn't let Bella go by herself. She walked away to take a phone call i watched as the color drained from her face and then she made her escape, I again of course followed her until I stepped on a stick and she saw me!

"Y/N! No go back, this is way too dangerous." She said pointing to the other direction.

"Where are you going?" You asked her confused.

"I'm going to meet James, Y/N he has mom!" She said with a worried expression on her face.

'I'm coming too!" You said walking in front of her.

"You are my little sister, I can't let anything happen to you." Bella said.

"Well, I'm coming so let's go!" You explained. Bella finally gave up let you come.

You finally arrived and bella ran into the studio, you followed.

James came out. It was a trap!

"Oh Bella! And you brought Y/N! Oh even better!" He said brushing the side of your cheek.

"She doesn't have to get involved!" Bella said trying to protect you.

"Oh but she does." He said smelling the air.

"Her scent smells dare I say, better than yours!" He said walking closer to you. You tried to push him away but he was like a brick wall, he didn't budge.

"You should not have done that!" He said slapping you. You flew across the room and hit your head. You were now bleeding.

"Now Bella, what I'm about to do to your sister is your fault for bringing her here!" He said leaning down and bit your leg.

You screamed out in agony and pain. It hurt so bad! Fire went threw your body and he just kept sucking. You would've died if Carlisle hadn't shown up. You saw him and then everything got blurry. He sucked the venom out of your leg. You opened your eyes again to see bella on the floor.

"Bella?" You mumbled and then everything went black.

A few hours later you woke up to the sound of beeping. You opened your eyes to find Charlie sitting right beside you.

"Dad?" You said looking over at him.

"Hey sweetie, how are you feeling?" He asked holding your hand.

"Pain." You replied.

"I'm going to go to the cafeteria do you want anything?"

"Nope!" You simply said.

"Okay hun I'll be right back."

When he left it all came rushing back to you.

You started crying, thinking about what happened. You heard the door open and you covered your face. You didn't want anyone to see you cry.

"Hey, baby!" Alec said pulling the covers down off your face.

He saw the gash on your head next to your eyebrow.

"Alec!" You cried out, you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him into a hug.

"Baby, what happened?" He said breaking the hug to sitting beside you taking your hand into his cold one.

"James attacked me. He was after bella, he lured her to her old ballet studio, and I followed and he attacked me!" You said pulling up the covers to show Alec your bite mark.

"Baby how come nobody called me? I could have had this handled, and you would have never gotten hurt!" He said clenching his jaw.

"Well, I didn't think to, can you just hold my hand please!" You said looking at him with puppy eyes.

He brought your hand up to his mouth and kissed it.

"You could've died!" He said laying his head on your stomach. And rubbed your thigh.

"But I didn't Al! I'm not completely fine but I'm getting there!" You said rubbing his head.

"Y/N if I lost you I wouldn't know what to do with myself." He said looking at you in your eyes.

"You won't lose me! I'm sorry." You said frowning.

"Don't be sorry, Bella shouldn't have let you come!" He said with a attitude.

"But I came I'm not dead you are here, so just drop it!" You said tugging on his arm.

"Fine! But once you are out of this hospital we are having a long conversation about this!" He said smirking a little bit.

"Deal!" You said.

You had fallen asleep again Alec still holding your hand. Edward walked in and gave Alec a dirty look.

"How did you get here?" Edward said.

"I was called, my mate almost died." He said glaring back.

"Is she alright?" Edward asked.

"She is fine thanks!" Alec said laying his head back down on his sleeping mate.

"No thanks to you!" Alec mumbled.

Edward slammed the door on purpose.

You woke up and looked around.

"Alec!" You said searching for your vampire.

"Right here, love!" He said stroking her head.

You grabbed his hand and intertwined your fingers with his.

"I love you Ally!" You said smiling at him.

"I love you too Darling, but don't let Ally be a thing okay!" He said smirking.

"Oh it's a thing, Ally!" You said smiling back at him.

This was going to be a long day!

[imagineslol]

Move On

Bellamy x reader

Request: Can u do an imagine where like Bellamy cheats on the reader and she doesn’t like react she’s just like ok I see how it is and just moves on? And he’s shocked or something I don’t know if that makes sense

Warnings: Swearing, he cheats

Sorry if this is horrible! This is the first imagine I have written in forever. If you want to request something or want a part two send me a message! Also sorry it’s so short xx 

Warnings: Swearing, he cheats

You had been dating Bellamy Blake for three long years. You had both had your ups and downs, but what couple didn’t? You had been through so much together and had nearly been separated numerous times. However, despite everything the ground and life threw at you the two of you always bounced back stronger than ever.  You loved Bellamy, and he loved you. Well, at least that’s what you thought...

You had been gone for three days on a supply run with Jasper and Clarke. The trip overall had been a success. The three of you were able to collect many useful supplies from an underground bunker Clarke had stumbled upon and the three of you had also managed to stay out of harm's way.  When you walked back into camp everyone was just beginning to wake up. Many were still asleep, including your boyfriend. Your eyes scanned over the quiet camp looking for the familiar curly haired boy. However, there was no sign of him. This didn’t really surprise you since Bellamy never woke up this early. So, you made you way over to your shared tent where you knew Bellamy would most likely be. You had really missed him over the past three days and you were eager to see him.  

You reached the large tent getting ready to go in, but you stopped at the sound of voices. One of the voices you recognized as Bellamy’s. “Look, you know I have a girlfriend and she can’t find out about this.” Bellamy sighs. You weren’t dumb and it didn’t take you long to realize what was going on. You didn’t even give whoever else was in the tent with Bellamy time to respond before you stepped inside. “I think it’s too late for that, Bell.” You whisper softly. The girl beside Bellamy let out a small squeal and pulled the blanket over her half naked body. You recognized the girl from around camp, but you didn’t personally know her. Bellamy stared back at you with wide eyes as he quickly pulled away from the girl. “Y/N, this- it’s not what it looks like!  Just let me explain!” He says frantically. You stared back at him, letting out a small sigh. “No, Bellamy I think I understand perfectly. We’re done.” You say calmly. With that you grabbed your belongings and quickly exited the tent. You were hurt and a little in shock, but there were no tears. Bellamy had hurt you enough already and you weren’t going to let him hurt you anymore. You had to move on.

*Bellamy’s pov*

Days had passed since Y/N had found out that I had cheated on her.  It was a mistake that I thought she would never find out about.  I had tried talking to her about it, but she acted like she didn’t care at all. She seemed so unbothered by the whole thing and that made matters even worse. Everyone sat around the fire drinking moonshine while chatting and laughing. However, I stayed back in the shadows observing one person, Y/N. She wasn’t alone, she was with some guy. I didn’t like the look of it at all. It made my blood boil when she would giggle at one of his lame jokes. She didn’t even know this creep, not like she knew me. The guy stood up, announcing that he was going to get them both another drink before walking away. I took this as my opportunity to go and talk to Y/N again. She was staring dreamily into the fire when I sat down beside her.  

“Who’s the guy?” I ask with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. Y/N looks over at me, a small sigh escaping her lips. “Bell, you really hurt me and I’ve moved on. You should try doing the same thing...” she trails off. How could she say that? “So, you’re just willing to throw three fucking years away? Just like that?” I ask in disbelief.  Y/N looks back at me before finally speaking up. “I guess I am.” she replies with a shrug. The guy from earlier returns and Y/N stands up to leave with him. “See you around, Bell.” she says before walking off hand in hand with what I assumed was her new boyfriend. All I could do was watch her walk away, dumbfounded with what had happened.  

[mascotastraining]

Y el blog de Top Dog es…

Mi búsqueda delTop Dog Blogcomenzó hace un par de meses cuando decidí limpiar mis suscripciones a RSS feeds y correos electrónicos y buscar nuevos contenidos de entrenamiento canino en la web.  Mi objetivo era simple: Encontrar “MY” top 50 blogs de perros y añadirlos a mi feed de noticias RSS para que pudiera ver los últimos y más grandes artículos de perros y cachorros a través de la red.

Busqué en los principales motores de búsqueda, directorios y otras listas de los mejores xx de blogs de perros y se me ocurrieron más de 500 blogs y sitios web de perros.

Después de filtrar la lista de duplicados, raspadores y otros sitios indignos, llegué a mi lista final de 486 blogs de perros.  Dejé a un lado los blogs puramente personales e incluí principalmente sitios sobre adiestramiento de perros y cachorros, productos, eventos, rescates, adopciones y fotos.

Por cierto, estoy creando una lista separada de blogs de perros guía, de servicio y de asistencia, así que si quieres que te agreguen a esa lista, envíame un mensaje a través de nuestro formulario de contacto.

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The Long Way Around ~ Chapter 5

Link to previous part: https://bonjour-rainycity.tumblr.com/post/623226519560617984/the-long-way-around-chapter-4

Pairing: Jasper x Reader

Word count: 1621

Warnings: None

Jasper’s POV

“And…checkmate.” I grin, unable to stop my satisfaction at beating Emmett. He grumbles, going on about how he should’ve known better than to play me at my own game. My smugness increases. “Anytime you want a rematch, you just let me know.”

“Whatever,” he mumbles, leaving the chess table to go sit with Rosalie on the couch and lay his head in her lap.

I look around the living room, searching for my next victim. I’m about to ask Arthur, but at that moment, Alice stands and declares they are leaving to hunt. Their emotions hint at a slightly different activity, but I don’t call them out on the lie. In this house, privacy is a luxury afforded to none. My eyes rest instead on Y/n laying on the floor reading a book. I grin, excited at the prospect of a new opponent. “Y/n, care for a game?”

She eyes me, contemplating. “Sure, but you’ll have to teach me.”

Surprise causes me to raise my eyebrows. “You don’t know how to play chess?” I regret the twinge of condescension in my voice. From her, I feel annoyance and the excitement of rising to a challenge.

“Actually,” she takes a seat in front of me and slowly gathers all the red pieces into a pile. “I’m from the twenty-first century, not the nineteenth, so chess is much less common. Oh, and also,”. She hits her head mockingly, as if suddenly remembering something. “I’m not a nerd.” At this she stares unflinchingly into my eyes. I can’t help the thrill that runs through me, nor the shocked laugh that escapes my lips. Her eyes sparkle, challenging me to retaliate. Of course I can’t back down now.

“Well then, miss.” I begin to set up the pieces on my side of the chess board. She mirrors my movements and quickly we have the whole board set. “Because I am such an altruistic person,” she cuts me off with a scoff, but there’s a grin behind it. I give her a pointed look and continue. “I will teach you how to play chess. But just know,” At this, I catch her glance, staring deeply into her eyes. “I can and will obliterate you.”

The corner of her mouth slowly quirks up into a half-smile. Then, in the flawless accent of a Southern Belle, she responds. “Why, that’s very ungentlemanly of you, Mr. Whitlock.” Then her eyes set, the determination in them clear. “But I wouldn’t appreciate anything less.”

I grin, delighted at this match of wits. She quickly catches on to the rules of the game, and, before I know it, we’re knee-deep in a match. I’m surprised when I actually feel bad about beating her. Thankfully, her emotions tell me that she’s not upset, only begrudgingly admiring of my skills.

She sits back in her chair, looking at me appraisingly. “Best two out of three?”

In my pocket, my phone buzzes. “Hold that thought. It’s Alice.” But then we hear the car in the driveway and the tantalizing scent reaches our noses. A human. All Hell breaks loose.

Y/n’s emotions flare as she becomes desperate to reach the unsuspecting human a half mile away. I’m temporarily choked by the intensity of her thirst as it threatens to overwhelm and send me into my own frenzy. Thankfully, Emmett and Rosalie don’t suffer from the same affliction and both lunge toward Y/n. She snarls, shoving Emmett off of her and into the wall. He barely catches himself in time to stop from going through it. Rosalie, always bold, gets a fistful of Y/n’s hair and grabs a wrist, flinging her back in my direction. Carlisle’s appeared now from his study and rushes to help restrain the deranged newborn.

Y/n shrieks, snarls, and begs to be let go. I stop her from biting Carlisle at the expense of gaining a bite of my own. It burns, but it’s nothing I’m not used to. Finally, I get her in a hold she can’t break free from.

Now that she’s restrained, I try reasoning with her. We need to calm her down enough to get her out of here before the human arrives. “Y/n stop, we need to get to the woods.”

She lets her weight drop and falls to her knees as she continues to struggle. It’s a common maneuver among newborns, so I was prepared and don’t let her out of my grip.

“Jasper, please.” Something in the way she says my name, so broken and desperate, makes me pause. And in that pause, she has her opportunity.

The minute she escapes my arms, Emmett lunges, catching her around the waist. She snaps and he narrowly avoids losing a chunk out of his shoulder. In a ball of snarls and flailing limbs, they roll outside, engaged in a vicious dance.

I shake my head, recovering from my uncharacteristic lapse in control and hurry to aid my brother. Rosalie follows and, between the three of us, we’re able to drag Y/n into the woods. Carlisle goes out front, presumably to redirect the unsuspecting driver.

“Chill out, Y/n, we’re taking you to feed.” Emmett’s words do nothing to console her. Y/n’s mind is consumed by one thing.

The further we get into the forest, the better I feel. Although we can remember it well, the actual scent of human blood is gone. Once she’s sure Emmett and I have a good hold on Y/n, Rosalie darts away and comes back in seconds, gripping a deer. She throws it at Y/n’s feet. Immediately, Y/n descends on the animal, quickly draining it of blood. This calms her enough for us to take her deeper into the forest and allow her to hunt for herself. Alice and Arthur catch up with us then, having hurried back from their escapade.

“Is she alright?” Alice’s worry is clear.

“It was a close call,” Rosalie mumbles from a couple hundred yards back, “but we managed. Some warning would have been nice.”

“Lay off, Rose, she called as soon as she had the vision,” Arthur hurries to defend his wife.

But I can’t focus too deeply on the budding argument behind me. My attention is honed in on Y/n as she slowly comes back to herself. Her emotions slam into me, the intensity of them nearly crushing.

Without saying anything, she turns and walks back to the house at a human pace. Emmett goes to follow, but Alice holds up a hand.

“She’s controlled now and the human is gone. She’s just going to go to her room.”

I turn to my adopted siblings. “Good work, guys, thanks for your help.”

Emmett only nods. “How’s your arm?”

I look down, having nearly forgotten the burning crescent-shaped bite on my forearm. “Nothing too bad. I’m gonna go and…” I shrug, gesturing in the direction of Y/n’s fading form. I don’t quite know if she’ll accept company, or worse, interpret it as babysitting, but I have to try. Even from far away I can feel her sadness.

I don’t try to catch up to her, instead choosing to leave some distance in case she wants to tell me to back off. But, honestly, I’m not even sure she notices me, which is cause for concern. She’s quiet once she reaches the house, only pausing briefly to offer Carlisle a heartfelt apology. He’s already forgiven her, of course, but that doesn’t help her feelings.

Carlisle stops me momentarily, clapping me on the back. I feel his gratitude, though I wonder why, given the fact that I’m the one who almost let Y/n eat the human. After passing Carlisle, I head upstairs to Y/n’s room.

She lays on her back, her legs parallel against the wall. Wordlessly, I sit next to her on the bed.

“I suck.” The dejection she feels is clear in her voice.

“No you don’t, it’s just part of being a-”

“I’m not looking for comfort, Jasper. I don’t really deserve that right now.”

I want so badly to disagree, but I can tell that stating so would only make things worse. Right now she’s deeply upset with herself and I’m honestly surprised she’s allowing me to be with her. I know how she feels, and not only because I can literally feel her feelings. But also because I’ve felt everything for myself. I’ve been in her shoes more times than I would like to count.

“I’m really, really sorry I bit you.” If she were a human, she would be crying. As it is, her voice is thick with emotion.

I chuckle quietly, making an effort at lightening the mood. “Want me to even the score?”

With a soft, sad smile she raises her arm, holding her wrist up to my mouth. “Let me have it.”

I’ve never really been good with affection, so I’m not exactly sure why I do what I do, other than that it just feels right. Instead of biting her, which of course I never actually would, I take her hand in both of mine and rest them in my lap.

“It’s going to be okay.”

She sighs, closing her eyes, and I feel her hesitancy to believe it as well as a slight lightening in the intensity of her sadness. Some prideful, stupid part of me wonders if I could have anything to do with that.

Instead of answering, she tightens her hand around mine. And I would by lying if I said that it wasn’t really, really nice.

A/n Let me know what you thought of this chapter and if you would like to be added to the tag list!

xx, 

Bjr

Link to next part: https://bonjour-rainycity.tumblr.com/post/623403705475219456/the-long-way-around-chapter-6

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[finnsgrin]

Jasper Jordan - Soulmate AU

Jasper Jordan x reader

From my Wattpad: inanoncriminalwayy

GIF: immortalpramheda

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Word Count: 1,754

Published on: September 5th, 2020

TW: Broken bones

Spoilers: S2, S3

I hope you're all staying healthy and safe!!

xx - El

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♡Masterlist♡ Where the very first words your soulmate will say to you is tattooed on your wrist

Jasper Jordan

It probably wouldn't have worked out, anyway. That's what Jasper kept telling himself after Maya died in his arms. She wasn't his soulmate. The first words she spoke to him weren't tattooed in black ink on his pale wrist. That's what hurt the most. What if he never met his soulmate?

On the Ark, he always gushed to his parents about his soulmate, and repeated the words over and over again in his mind, imagining what your voice would sound like.

Would it be as beautiful as the wind chimes that he and Monty made? Or maybe it would be soothing like his mother's voice, when she sang to him when he was sick?

Sometimes, he would have conversations with you if the day was particularly stressful, or if something exciting had happened.

"What's on your mind?"

Those were the words tattooed on his wrist.

The answer was almost always the same.

"You..." Jasper whispered to his wrist on the walk back to Camp Jaha from Mount Weather, where he and the others had been rescued.

"You're on my mind. Are you okay? Where are you?" His voice broke at the end, and Monty, who was limping beside him, rested a hand comfortingly on his back.

"You'll find her, Jasper. She obviously isn't dead. If she were, the words would have been erased by now." Monty gently reminded him of what happened to the tattoo when your soulmate died.

"Easy for you to say. You've already found your Soulmate. So has Octavia. What if I never find her? It happens, Monty." Jaspers words were mumbled, and Monty sighed impatiently.

"We have more important things to worry about now, Jasper." Monty grumbled as he hurried to catch up to Harper who was up ahead.

Jasper furrowed his brows, and kicked at a pebble.

More important things? What was more important than knowing if someone you cared about was safe or not?

The wind rustled Jaspers hair, and he closed his eyes, taking in the gentle breeze. The cedar and pine were comforting. After being trapped in Mount Weather for what felt like forever, being outside felt incredible.

A butterfly with black wings and yellow tips fluttered around his head, and he extended his finger. The butterfly perched on his finger, and he smiled softly.

In this small moment, Jasper felt a linger of hope in his heart. The hope that after all he had been through, he would find you, and he would find you safe.

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"Welcome home." Monty whispered as the group stood outside Camp Jaha.

Everyone who could stand, just stood on the sodden ground for a moment, gazing in awe at the enormous Ark before them. They knew the Ark was big, but they didn't expect it to be this HUGE.

Some people broke into a run as they began the mad search for their loved ones. Others just stood there, taking in the structure before them.

Home.

Jasper thought to himself.

The word sounded strange.

Home.

He bit his lip, blinking back tears.

"Wherever my home is, it's with you." He choked out, a single tear splattering on his tattooed wrist.

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It had been three days, and there was still no sign of you.

Although he had absolutely zero clue of what to even look for, he still kept a sharp eye out for you.

In the dining hall, in the corridors, outside...

You would be hard to miss, he knew that for a fact.

"Jasper, you don't even know what she looks like." Monty sighed heavily as he sat at the dinner table with Jasper and Harper.

"Yes I do! I mean - figuratively speaking - no, I don't... but - she's the most beautiful girl in the world. I know that for a fact." Jasper stumbled over his words.

"Well, your soulmate may be the most beautiful girl in the WORLD, but mine is the most beautiful in the UNIVERSE." Monty planted a sweet peck on Harpers cheek, and she blushed madly.

The sight of his best friend with his soulmate made Jasper green with envy.

If the two of THEM wasn't enough to make him feel like vomiting, Lincoln and Octavia strode past their table holding hands and laughing.

He looked back to Harper and Monty for advice, only to be met with the two of them poking each other on their noses.

Jasper pushed his chair back abruptly, and stood up so fast he ended up spilling his glass of moonshine. It landed into Harpers lap, and she let out a shriek.

"Jasper, what the hell?!" Monty took several cloth napkins, and began stacking them on Harpers lap.

The dining hall had gone quiet now, and all eyes were on the group of friends.

Harper aggressively rubbed at her jeans with the napkins, praying that the intense stench of the alcohol wouldn't be burned into her clothing forever.

Monty stood with a mixture of emotions on his face. Anger, confusion... but pity was the most prominent.

Jasper felt his chest grow tight, and he gripped the table for support.

"Jasper-."

"I need some air." Jasper interrupted Monty, and walked swiftly out of the dining hall, ignoring all of the eyes on him.

He didn't know where he was heading, but he was heading somewhere.

Another pair of soulmates, Amber and Rose, strolled in the hall, fingers interlocked.

As soon as they were out of earshot, and Jasper was sure he was alone, he raised his fist, and punched the metal wall as hard as he could.

He did it again, and again, and again. All the while envisioning that he was destroying the relationships of his friends.

It was selfish and petty, yes, but he felt a little better after a dent was formed, and he was out of breath.

Exhausted, defeated, and heartbroken, Jasper sank to the floor, and tucked his knees into his chest, burying his face into his arms which were rested on top of his knees.

"What's on your mind?"

Great now he was hearing it.

Could he never escape you?

Something tapped his leg.

"Hey, are you okay?"

His head snapped up.

It was the same voice. The same voice which had spoken the words on his wrist.

"What did you say?" His voice cracked at the end.

"I asked if you were okay." You stood perched on one leg, being supported by the pair of homemade crutches Dr Jackson had issued you after you broke your leg in the fall from Factory Station.

"No, no, before that." Jasper stood quickly.

"I asked what was on your mind?" You repeated the words slowly, the realization finally clicking in your brain.

His first words to you.

You had just lifted up your wrist to double check the words on your skin, even though you had been reading them hundreds of times every day since you could read. But before you could confirm your suspicions, Jasper had lifted you off of your feet and spun your around.

Your crutches fell to the ground with a clatter.

You squealed, and he held you tight.

"It's you! It's really you! I never thought I would find you, but, here you are!" Jasper cried tears of joy. They soaked into your shirt, and you rubbed his back soothingly.

"This is amazing! I have to tell Monty!"

In his excitement, he dismissed the fact that you were unable to walk, let alone stand on your leg, and he let go of you, causing you to give out a cry of pain as your body weight rested on your leg for a split second, and you fell on the floor in a heap.

"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh what have I done?! I haven't known you for two minutes, and I've already hurt you! I'm the worst soulmate in the-"

"What's your name?" You interrupted his rambling, a smile on your face.

"Jasper." He answered.

"Well, Jasper, how about you make it up to me by taking me to medical." You smiled as he rushed to receive your crutches from the ground, and prop them against the wall.

Scooping you up in his arms, he began to walk you to medical.

He let out a snort, and you raised an eyebrow, confused.

"Something funny?" You inquired.

"You literally fell for me." He giggled.

You rolled your eyes, smiling.

"Technically, you MADE me fall." You reminder him.

He shrugged.

"A fall is a fall."

You pondered over this for a moment.

"Indeed, it is. This isn't the first time I've fallen for you, though." You said.

He tilted his head to the side in confusion.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"You're one of The 100, right?" You questioned.

"Yes... why?" He asked.

"Well, you were here first - on the ground. I was still up in space. I fell from the sky. For you." You blushed.

He blushed a deeper red, and pushed the button to be allowed access into med bay.

"(Y/N)! What happened?" Jackson sighed as he motioned for Jasper to lay you on an available bed.

"(Y/N), huh?" Jasper repeated your name, all the while, a dopey, love sick grin on his face.

"You tore the stitches up pretty good." Jackson mumbled to himself as he examined your leg.

Jackson turned to Jasper.

"Jasper, I think it's best you leave. I need to restitch-."

"There's no chance in hell I'm leaving. I just found her." Jasper extended his wrist to Jackson, and realization hit the doctor immediately.

Jasper began to panic. His chest swelled up again, and he felt dizzy.

What if you got an infection, and died, and it was all his fault? What if-.

"Okay, you can stay." Jackson laid a cold hand on Jaspers shoulder and gestured to a padded chair near your bed for the boy to sit on.

"I feel terrible. This is all my fault." Jasper looked at his feet, ashamed.

"Hey, don't worry about it. I've survived worse." You took his hand into yours, and smiled softly.

"Like what?" Jasper sniffed.

You paused.

"Like being away from you." You whispered.

Jasper lifted his head, and stared intently into your (Y/C/E) eyes.

Everything about you was so much more heightened than he could have ever imagined.

Your eyes were brighter, your voice was prettier, your hands were softer...

His love for you was bigger than anything he could fathom.

And as you two sat there, hands intertwined, he blinked in realization.

He had found you. And he was never going to let you go.

♡Masterlist♡

[imaginethemidnightsun]

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Can I get a text imagine? Pls? Where y/n gets her wisdom teeth out instead of texting just Jasper, she accidentally texts the entire coven

thanks for requesting! hope you enjoy! xx

A/N: Okay, so, two things,1) I’m sorry the pics aren’t very HQ! I wanted to make this look like an actual group chat instead of like signing each person’s text as them, so I went in and was like cropping each individual text to put it in a different image, and my photoshop skills are obviously not the best. 😅  2) I’m sorry this isn’t the best. I struggled for a while to come up with the content, and idk this might not be that funny/what was wanted.

[superspookywombat]

Can I request an imagine with the Cullens where they go on a huge hike and eventually y/n gets too tired so someone has to carry her back and then just some fluff around the campfire please! (Preferably jasper or Emmett x reader) Thanks xx

oh God I LOVE this!! I'll def start writing it next time I'm inspired :) (sometime in the next week or less)

[joylessholland]

Lets Ruin The Friendship (Part Two)

TOMHOLLANDXREADER

(1,416 words)

Warnings: Swearing, Sexual themes.

A/N: I dont even know!!! i wrote this at like 3 am when i couldn’t sleep! This was never meant to be a two part thing so i just wrote it for shits and giggles! Youll probably hate it but here something you might  FORBIDDEN

Masterlist   Request (i need ideas lol)      Part one

^and i just wanted an excuse to use this  ENJOY

How could you be so fucking stupid, not only did you sleep with your best friend you fell asleep after, in your defense you were jet lagged so jet lag and rigorous activity equals utter exhaustion, When Tom lets out a loud snore you know you have to get out there. Slowly lifting yourself off the bed you franticly look for your clothes, shoving then in your carry-on from the day before you pull a sun dress from your suitcase. Slipping it on you rustle your hair and tip-toe to the door, in the dark of the hotel room you knock into a rolling chair and stub you to, letting out a string of curses you hear Tom awaken behind you. “[Y/N]?” he asks voice raspy and deep. Without a word you slip through the doorway and into the bright hotel hallway, elevator get to the elevator, don’t look back just go is all you thought when you heard a door open and close behind you. Lucky for you an old woman was just exiting the elevator and you could slip in. Just before the doors closed you saw Tom half naked figure through the small space between the doors.

“Get it girl” Jaspers said combing your hair. “Shut up, it was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done” you say to your brother “No the stupidest thing you’ve ever done was come back here for this dinner party.” He said laughing “Is it gonna be that bad?” you ask turning you chair around “Christmas 2009 all over again” he said rolling his eyes “Oh god, it couldn’t be unless…Grams is coming, isn’t she?” you ask dreading the answer “Yup, and you know exactly what she’s going to say” he begins “Oh, Jasper darling when are you going to settle down with a nice young lady and join the family business” you say mimicking an old woman’s voice “Well, grams there’s a hitch in your plan, dad would never let his big homo of a son into the firm.” He says playing along with you act. “W-w-what… and then that old crone would grip her pearls and die” you laugh. You and Jasper were the only people in three generations not to be lawyers. “So are you gonna bring him to the party” he asked sitting on you bed “Who, Tom, no, never, not a chance.” You say joining him “Why not I’m sure he would want to come. Maybe he could bring his friend Haz” “For the last time Jas, Harrison isn’t gay” you say chuckling when the door opens.

“Hi, daddy” you say stand you peck your father’s cheek “Princess, I didn’t know you got in today” he says glancing at Jasper the back to you “I didn’t I got in yesterday, I stayed the night with a…” you exchange looks with your brother “Friend” you finally say earning a muffled giggle from Jas. “Well, your mother and I are going out for last minute party favors, make sure to be here tonight, OK” your father says leaving the room “Princess?” Jasper asks “He wants me on my best behavior, but why.” Walking to your closet your phone rings and Jasper dives from it. “Gimme the phone Jas” you say crouching slightly ready to pounce. But instead he jumps to your bed and answers the phone.

“Hello” he sings swatting away your hands “Oh, Tom How are you, [Y/N] she can’t come to the phone right now can I take a message, well if you really want to talk to her you can…,” he wouldn’t you thought “come to a party tonight, formal attire and bring a friend, Okay see you tonight bye” he hangs up “I’m gonna kill you” you say snatching your phone “You should be thanking me, he sounded excited.” “he did” you ask “Not that I care” Jasper laughs “Lets pick you out something to wear, Princess” he mocks

Classical music filled the air as the party was in full swing, well full swing for a dinner party full of lawyers and accountants. You were mingling with a old women when you saw her out of the corner of you eye scanning the room you meet your brothers gaze. It was her Grandma [Y/L/N] but she was hanging on an arm, the arm of you Grandfather. Walking arm and arm with your brother you greet your relatives “Grams, Gramps it’s so… good to see you again” you say swallowing your nerves. “You too dear” she said with a thin smile “Gramps we didn’t know you were coming” jasper said his voice shaky “Your grandmother insisted I come” his voice loud and strong “Jasper dear where is your date, is she pretty?” grams asks “I don’t have a date grams” jasper said plainly “When are you going to finally get a woman, boy” your grandfather says.

A slight tap on your shoulder makes you turn, Tom is stood behind you clad in a tux Harrison next to him. You lean in to kiss his cheek “Get out while you can” you whisper into his ear “[Y/N] is this your boyfriend” grams askes “N-Yes” you say straightening grabbing Toms hand “Just go with it, when she finds out were actors we get to watch her squirm.” You whisper to him. His response is cut off by your father’s voice calling the guests to the family room.

Standing glass of whiskey in his hand he calls his family to sit and that he has an announcement. Sitting on the arm of the chair Jasper took look to Tom how is staring at you biting his lip. You cross your legs as your father begins. “Family, Friends,” he looks Tom and Harrison “People I don’t know, I have an announcement, my son is going to be starting his first year at the firm tomorrow, Come on up here Connor.” He says as your youngest brother steps up and drinks in the applause. “What about these two?” Your grandfather asks pointing his long boney lawyer finger at you and your brother “Father, they-they um” your father tries “Spit it out”

“I’m not a lawyer, I’m an actor” you say “[Y/N] don’t” your mother cuts you off before you can say more “A what” your grandpa asks “I’ll put you through law school you know that, Don’t chase some silly dream” he says “It’s not a silly dream she’s amazing” Jasper says “And you what’s your excuse” he growls “Jasper, don’t you dare” your father interjects gulping down his drink “I’m gay, can’t have that ruining the family business, can we” Jasper say smoothly through the gasps and whispers “I wanted one nice party is that too much to ask for” your father say pinching the bridge of his nose. Grabbing your brothers hand you say “People in hell want a glass of ice water, doesn’t mean they’ll get it” sass drips from your words. Grunting your father throws the glass he’s holing at the wall behind you. “Oh daddy, you missed” you coo “Get out of this house” he shouts

“Why’d you run off this morning” Tom asks. You an him were sitting on the roof of the guest house the cool night air chilling you “Can’t you see how badly I wanted to get home to my family” you say sarcastically he shoves you with his elbow “Come on, tell me” “I don’t know, I guess I was nervous, I mean we slept together” you said shivering “you were nervous, I was so high-strung. I was like, was I really that bad?” he said taking off his jacket and wrapping it around “I wasn’t, was I?” “No, you were…” you stand “we’re best friends, I just keep thinking what if we…” “Ruined the friendship” he finished your sentence. Giving him a nod he grabs you hand and pulls you close “I’m glad we did” peaking your lips waiting for your response, kissing him back gives him the answer he was waiting for. “How about we ruin it again huh?” he asks “Well if you insist” you say as he picks you up and climbing back inside you find a room.

On you search for a room you come to a door flinging it open you find Jasper and Harrison  making out, “I told you” he laughs “Should have put money on it” you say shutting the door sharing a laugh with Tom you find a room and begin a long night of ruining.

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[inmyownlaine]

John Murphy x Reader Prompt: Marry Me (Joke or Serious)

PROMPT // GIF //

Warnings: Slight sexual connotations

Word Count: 971

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Murphy’s hair was hanging in front of his face as he sat across from you, eating today’s lunch. It was incredible how every little thing he did made you fall in love with him. It didn’t matter what he was doing, how he looked, or the nature of the situation. You had seen him at his absolute lowest and still felt like he placed all the stars in the sky.

Although now, Murphy was really improving. He had been through the ringer with everyone on the Ground. They blamed him for their issues, exiled him, and believed he would never grow into someone useful. His aspiration for redemption attracted you and you were the first to forgive his murky heart.

The best part is that you knew he felt the same. He never told you, and you doubted that he ever would, but it was obvious. There had been times when Murphy’s hand brushed against yours and lingered a little longer than it should have. When he offered to get a jammed bullet out of your gun but spent most of his time checking to see if you were watching him. When someone misspoke to you and he delivered a witty remark, causing them to berate him for being a traitor, rather than continuing to hurt you. It was inconspicuous to everyone around you, but nobody else needed to know.

“Y/N. Y/N!” Raven shouted, snapping you out of your trance. You immediately noticed Murphy smirking at you. Your cheeks grew red as you realized that you had been staring at him the entire time.

“Ugh, gross. I’m trying to eat,” Raven mumbled, stabbing a piece of lettuce with her fork. 

Being friends with Raven and having a thing for Murphy was controversial at best. When you told her you had an inkling of feeling for Murphy, she didn’t talk to you for a week. She was left with a lifelong ailment that Murphy so generously gifted her. Although she insisted that she was over it now, she didn’t miss out on a chance to put him down. She referred to him constantly as ‘cockroach’ instead of using his real name. That made you uneasy, however, you understood her distaste for him.

The rest of the crew made it over to your table, placing their trays on the table and sitting down. You took note of the empty seat between Murphy and Bellamy. 

“What’s up?” Jasper asked, fixing the goggles on his head before eating.

“Eye sex,” Raven responded monotonously, rolling her eyes in the process. Your mouth fell open as you frantically looked from Raven to Jasper to Murphy. Guilt was prevalent by your mannerisms. Murphy wasn’t the least bit phased.

“What? Who?” Bellamy pressed, looking around the cafeteria to find the culprits. Everyone saw Bellamy as a fearless leader, but you knew him for what he really was; an A class drama queen.

“Oh, I bet I know!” Jasper spoke up, rubbing his hands together. Your palms started to sweat as he looked directly at you. “It’s you, isn’t it? You and...Murphy!”

Everyone started to howl at this attempt at a joke. Lots of emotions ran through your body. 

Rage. You glared at the people who were supposed to be supportive and working towards a functioning community. Yet here they were, deliberately making a fool of someone, acting as if the thought of someone enjoying his presence was unfathomable.

Heartache. You glanced over to Murphy who had his head hung down. He was an easy target for the entire camp, but everyone wanted to kick him while he was down. It was a game to see who could get the last blow on him. He did not deserve to feel rejected or unwanted. And he most certainly did not get to feel like you were uninterested in him. This could not have been farther from the truth.

Betrayal. You turned towards Raven with stern eyes, your fist clenched at your side. There was a reason that Murphy made his passes so discreet. He was protecting you from being cast out of the clique. You could care less about that right now.

“Real funny, guys,” a faint voice said. Everyone calmed down as Murphy had his chance to speak. You gave him your full attention, hoping that he could feel your unending succor. “I mean, you’re right. All the eye sex, the emotions. We might as well just- get married.”

A feather could have fell to the ground and everyone would have heard it. No one was laughing now as Murphy pursed his lips, waiting for the next person to attack. But you didn’t want that to happen. No, you wanted to jump in on the not serious, but serious, offer.

“I mean, yeah. I feel like that’s the only thing we can do.”

“You’re kidding,” Bellamy whispered in awe. “Right?”

Murphy gave a side smile as he picked up his tray, standing up and swinging his right leg over the bench. “Really? About that stuff? I’m always kidding.”

You felt slightly confused as began to walk off. You figured he would at least keep the banter going. Maybe you took it too far. The thought of upsetting him bothered you.

But just as Murphy started to walk off, he took a couple of steps back and looked at you. “Unless you’re up for it.” 

He gave you a wink and continued on his way, heading outside to compost what was left of his food. You pressed your knees together and curled inward, flustered by the blatant flirting. You refused to make eye contact with anyone, trying to avoid the judgement and questions they would have for you.

“So, you and Murphy?” Monty questioned, dragging out every single syllable he could.

“Yeah,” you said incredulously. “Me and Murphy.”

**I’m sorry I don’t know how to write short stories haha definitely need to work on that! Anyway, here’s a Murphy writing for being so incredibly wonderful and patient with my schedule!

xx Lainey

[acapelladitty]

A C A P E L L A D I T T Y H A S A B A G G Y P U S S Y! H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y Y O U C H E A P T W O D O L L A R W H O R E O F B A B Y L O N ! ❤️ ! ❤️ ! ❤️ !

Love you too ya dick 😘 you leave my jasper outta this! He's a good boi! ♥ ♥ xx