#quil ateara imagine

[lil-frenchfri77]

Begin Again

Summary: Ever since Bella came back to Forks things between y/n and her boys have been different. Embry and Quil stopped answering phone calls and texts, they’ve even been avoiding her everytime she shows up at their house. So y/n does the only thing she can think to do, she latches onto Jacob just like Bella, and when he starts acting like Embry and Quil did, she makes the decision to not put so much effort into a friendship that is clearly one sided. But what happens one day when Sam’s pack is in town at the same time as y/n and her new friends and two certain boys imprint on their former best friend? And what happens when a former best friend doesn’t feel the same way?

Author’s Note: Hello to everyone that is reading this! This is my first ever time writing a fanfic, so (if you’re reading this) go easy on me. I would love to hear any feedback anyone might have in the comments. Super excited to be writing this Twilight fic, I’ve been inspired by others authors on here to take my own spin with Stephaine Myers characters, none of which I have any ownership to. This doesn’t really follow the Eclipse movie timeline, I'm making things up and stretching the timeline. So this is basically my own story just using Stephanie’s characters and some of her themes. There are also some other characters in here that I don’t have any rights to, I just thought it would be fun to put them in this story. I don’t know how long or short this is going to be, I might be able to get my ideas across quickly or this might turn into a few chapters. If you’ve read this far I love you and I really hope you like this!

(Also not beta read cause I can’t afford that)(Dividers from @enchanthings here on Tumblr)

Y/n/n means your nickname 

Embry Call x Fem!Swan!Reader x Quil Ateara

Slight Stiles Stlinski x Reader

Chapter 1 | Master list | Chapter 2

Things had been weird lately, with Bella back in Forks, the Cullens, and your friends on the reservation. It seemed like everyday more and more of your friends were leaving to go hang out with Sam Uley and his pack of assholes. Now it was just down to you, Embry, Quil, and Jacob. It’s not like you’re not fine with that, Embry and Quil were your best friends ever. So you were fine with just the four of you hanging out all the time. But they got so hostile of you whenever Edward or one of his siblings came around to talk to you or Bella. 

It was getting absolutely exhausting trying to mediate things between them. You didn’t want to have to choose between your boys or Bella, but if it came down to it, your choice would always be your family and by extension, the Cullens. Although it seemed like you wouldn’t be getting a choice anyways when Embry and Quil stopped answering your texts and calls. They were never home when you came to visit and see what was happening to them. You had even tried asking Jacob if he knew anything but he swore up and down that he had no idea. 

You never expected to see them hanging out with Sam and his pack, jumping off that stupid cliff. You had never felt more betrayed. They could do whatever they wanted to but it hurt that they felt the need to drop you, without any kind of explanation and go hang out with the few people (at least you thought) you mutually disliked. It was obvious that they weren’t going to talk to you anymore so you did the only thing you could think of, you left them one last voicemail in hopes to get through to them. 

“Hey, it’s me. Um, I know we haven’t talked in a while, but I still miss you guys. I saw you the other day, hanging out with Sam and his boys. It’s fine, I guess. I just thought that we were better friends than that. I mean, we’ve been inseparable since we were 6 but that’s not really the point of why I called.” You took a deep breath, trying to stop yourself from rambling some more. “I don’t really understand why you started hanging out with Sam but you have free will so I can’t stop you. But I miss you guys, and I still want to be friends. I don’t want to permanently lose you both because I can’t get over this petty dislike I have. So, call me back. Please. I want to talk about everything, but if you truly want nothing to do with me anymore then I won’t bother you again. This is goodbye, then.” 

2 months later

Life wasn’t the easiest thing anymore. The boys never called you back, which you expected but it still stung. You still had Jacob, but it wasn’t the same. Jacob knew how much Embry and Quil’s choice had affected you, but there wasn’t much he could do to help you. He couldn’t just tell you that they were werewolves. So he did his best to try and raise your spirits. You were wholeheartedly grateful you had him during this time. 

Bella wasn’t much help either, she had just been broken up with and she was rotting away in her room. It appeared as though life was hating the Swan girls right now. As much as you wanted to wallow in your own pity you knew you had to be there for Bella. It’s not like the kids from school were going to help her, and honestly Bella wouldn’t want them to. So you spent months trying to help Bella, you didn’t want to lose your sister too. 

“Please, Bells. Just talk to me, tell me what’s going on in your head. I’ll do anything to help you, you just have to tell me. Tell me what I can do for you, I want to take all this pain away. I know this isn’t about me or dad but we’re so scared for you Bells. We love you so much.” You plead  with her. Tears welled up in your eyes when she turned away from you and went back to looking out of her window. You walked out of her room before she could see or hear you start to cry. 

“Whoa, slow down there kid. What’s happening?” Charlie stopped you in the hallway. His hands gripped your shoulders as they shook with silent sobs. 

“I can’t watch her wither away like that dad. She’s changing so much, and I don’t know how to help her. I hate Edward for what he’s putting her through and he’s not even here.” You spoke through your tears. Hiccuping in between every breath you took. 

“Y/n,” Charlie whispered, cupping your cheeks and making you look up at him, “We will get her through all of this okay kid? You and me will bring our Bella back. I know it.” He assured you as genuinely as he could. Truth be told, he had no idea if he would be able to get his daughters back to the girls they were before all this happened. He was grateful that you seemed to be okay so soon after the Embry and Quil situation. He didn’t know what he would do if both of his kids were nervous wrecks he couldn’t console. 

You nodded at him instead of answering back. You knew he was just trying to make you feel better. As much as you wanted to stay and keep trying with Bella you had to go to school. You couldn’t miss any more days this week or you would fall too far behind. 

After getting dressed you head downstairs where you say goodbye to your dad and meet Jacob who’s waiting for you outside. Lately he has taken to riding with you to school and then walking back to the reservation afterwards so you weren’t alone in the mornings. It was also a way for him to keep an eye on you and Bella. 

“You know, you don’t have to keep doing this Jake, I’m perfectly okay with getting to school by myself.” You told him today. It has been on your mind for a little while now. 

“I know,” he chuckles, “but I like to. Sometimes I don’t want to be alone in the morning so I make you suffer and force my presence on you. You’re going to have to get used to it.” Jacob simply shrugged. 

You get quiet after that and it worries him, but before he can ask you what’s wrong you beat him to it

“If you ever want to be friends with Sam and everyone else, please don’t cut me off too. I don’t think I could handle that.” Your hands grip the steering wheel tighter as you pull up to a red light. You can’t bring yourself to look over at him, as you not so patiently wait for his answer. 

“Y/n/n, I will never abandon you to be friends with Sam and his pack of douchebags. Okay? It's you and me against the world now.” He says in such a loving tone that it brings tears to your eyes for the second time that day. “Oh god, please don’t cry. I totally didn’t mean for that to happen.” 

Watching him panic while he tries to get you to stop crying does the trick, and you start to giggle at him. The rest of the drive to your school is silent with the occasional sing along moment to whatever is playing on the radio. When you finally arrive at school you're in a much better mood. 

You say goodbye to Jacob and head into the building, putting on your headphones and turning the volume all the way up. Someone knocks into you from the side sending your phone and headphones sliding across the floor. 

“Oh my god. I’m so freaking sorry!” Apologizes spill from the mystery boy's mouth as his friend, the one who pushed him into you, hurries to gather your things. He turns around to his friend on the floor and hisses out “Dude. What the hell??” 

It wasn’t surprising that you had to clue who these boys were. When you were friends with Embry and Quil you didn't really talk to the people you go to school with. “It’s fine.” You shrugged it off, not wanting to create a problem with these two. 

“No, its not fine. I totally didn't mean to smash into you. Scott’s just an asshole.” The boy throws his friend, Scott, under the bus. “I’m Stiles by the way.” 

“I didn't mean to push him into you miss, I didn't even see you there.” Scott pipes in, before quickly realizing what he said. “OH! I didn't mean I didn't see you at all, like you're just hard to see. Cause you’re not hard to miss. Not that you're always in the way! I've never seen you before so… I'm going to stop talking now.” Scott sheepishly tugs at the collar of his shirt. He seems to be sweating now. The incredulous look on your face seems to shut him up well enough for his friend, Stiles, to get a word in. 

“Wow dude, that was bad.” He’s trying to hold back his laughter now. “I think what he's trying to say is that he was so preoccupied with being an asshat that he wasn't paying attention to our surroundings.” Stiles says it a lot more eloquently than Scott had and it makes you giggle. 

They both stare at you like you've grown a second head. “That was the worst apology I have ever heard in my entire life.” You state after getting ahold of your laughter. “I’m y/n. I accept your terrible apology, and it's okay that you haven't seen me around before, because to be honest. I've never seen either of you around before either.” 

They let out a breath of relief and apologize one more time, sounding more coherent and sincere this go around. Scott proceeds to ask you what you have for the first period and surprisingly you have the same class as them, so you all walk to your class talking and getting to know each other. When you get to class you part ways to your seats with plans to meet after class. 

Your class schedules were pretty similar, especially yours and Stiles. In the classes you and Stiles shared you decided to move seats and sit next to each other, getting in trouble a few times for talking too much. You were getting along with him so well that he invited you to sit with him and his friends at lunch. And since you didn't have any other plans you took him up on his offer. 

When lunch time rolls around Stiles follows you to your locker where you get your food before heading to the cafeteria to meet up with his friends. The table quiets down when the two of you approach. “Y/n these are my friends: Lydia, Allison, Issac, Liam, Malia, Kira, and you've already met Scott.” One by one his friends say hello and introduce themselves to you. This wasn’t at all how you thought it was going to go. You assumed that they would only give you a cursory hi and go back to their conversations, but they seemed genuinely interested in getting to know you.

[sethsclearwater]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[imaginingmanyfandoms]

Can you please do twilight wolf headcannons where their wolves imprint are extremely hotheaded ( hotheaded NOT abusive ) and how the different wolves would deal with that ?

i think i interpreted this as like stubborn-ish.... idk! love my twilight headcanons, i wanna start up again.

sam: at first, it was a bit of a battle of wills. no raised voices. no arguments. just... debates. lively debates. where you both truly believe you know what's best. it always starts in a conversation, and ends in a conversation. he loves you regardless of how stubborn you can be.

jared: he doesnt take much seriously so he tends to tease. out of love. but you'll cross your arms and say something, and he'll do the same thing until you can't stop the little laugh. and the rare occasion where that doesn't work, he'll just pick you up, throw you over his shoulder. and walk you wherever.

quil: he's an angel. with patience for you like you wouldn't believe. he would just listen, and nod, and respond. and he's just impossible to get frustrated with because he listens, and he hears you. so when you're being stubborn and refusing to bend, he'll just sweetly explain himself. and it almost always ends there.

embry: em calls you his firecracker. he bends almost immediately to you. you "wear the pants" and he doesn't care at all. loves it even. you just have a strong will, and he admires that about you.

jake: ugh, idk. he'd probably just run off to canada or smth.

leah: leah is a stonewall. it's hard to tell what she's thinking. she's so used to pushing the boys out of her head and space that she accidentally does that to you sometimes too. which she's been working on. but it's hard for her, getting barked orders at all day by sam and then comes home and you're being stubborn. and you have to just let her win sometimes.

seth: sweet angel baby. sweet sweet man. he is like a daisy. he is that cute little purple part that grows on a thorn... and sometimes you worry that you're the thorn. seth never gets upset or frustrated, he's like embry, if you put your foot down and want it one way or the other, he'll do whatever. doesn't care, just cares about you really.

paul: paul is the one that will start a bit of an argument. like you're being stubborn, and he's being stubborn and one thing leads to another and you guys are yelling. you always argue from the opposite sides of the room, at pauls demand, he refuses for a mistake to slip out - but it wont because niether of you ever devolve to being mean, just passionate. and more often than not it ends with paul ravishing you from head to toe anyway, the passion from the argument being worked out in bed

[all4seth]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They each then shook my hand and greeted me.

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

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

Seth lightly punched his shoulder and the boys laughed.

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

"Seems to be going good"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"His imprint" Paul cut me off.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Seth" I whispered.

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

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

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

Emily grabbed my arm softly and urged me inside.

"Come on, they'll be here soon"

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

She looked at me and sighed, stroking my hair.

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

I gulped, with shock.

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

She laughed and nodded.

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

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

"Seth wishes to talk to you, kid."

I nervously walked outside, meeting his anxious gaze.

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

"Oh Seth, are you all alright?"

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

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

I exhaled, relieved and hugged him tight.

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

I giggled against his warm shoulder.

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

"I love you" he said, finally relaxed.

"I love you too"

[bangtanmix73]

The Empty House - Quil & Jared

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, swearing table sex, sex in Emily’s house (no one’s there), oral (f & m receiving), Quil being a little shit, multiple orgasms, actual aftercare, let me know if I missed anything.

(Y/n) strolled into Emily’s house, glancing around to see it fairly empty. There was only Jared and Quil.

“Where are the others?” She spoke up, grabbing their attention.

“They’re on patrol and Emily’s substituting at the school.” Quil answered, moving to an empty seat, patting the one he was just in. She sat down in the chair.

“So, how are you two?” She attempted to start a conversation.

“We’re fine.” Quil answered.

“Would be better if we had a turn.” Jared added, smirking at her.

She rolled her eyes playfully. “If that’s what you wanted, you could’ve just said so.”

The boys didn’t respond as she crawled down under the table in front of Jared. She unbuttoned his shorts, tugging them down enough to pull his hardening cock out. Making eye contact with the man, she gave a kitten lick to his tip, causing his breathing to go uneven. Her tongue swirled around his tip before taking him in her mouth, giving a hard suck. His hand tangled itself into her hair, releasing a groan from his clenched teeth. Her head bobbled up and down, deep throating him.

Quil slipped two fingers in her cunt, his thumb rubbing her clit. One of her hands left Jared’s thighs, grasping onto Quil’s shoulder. The girl let out another muffled moan. Jared’s hips bucked at the vibrations, causing the girl to gag slightly.

“Fuck,” Jared cursed under his breath.

Using her hair, he pulled her off of him, a line of saliva connecting from her lips to his cock. Quil removed his hand from her core, making her whine.

“On the table,please,” Quil said softly, helping her crawl out from under the table. She allowed Quil to pick her up to place her on the table. With help from Quil, she shimmied off her pants and underwear, her shirt and bra coming off with ease.

She sat naked on the edge of the table, legs spread open, her core on display for the wolves. Quil kneeled in front of her, his lips wrapping around her clit, earning a soft moan from the girl.

Jared stood from his chair, placing himself next to Quil. He connected his and (Y/n)’s lips while his hands found her breasts. Quil took advantage of her attention being on Jared and slid two fingers in, electing moans from her that were stifled by Jared.

She bucked her hips, practically riding his fingers, his mouth still on her clit. She began to paw at Jared, moaning into his mouth as Quil added a third. The wolf standing pinched and pulled at her nipples. He pulled away from her, his mouth kissing down her neck, her collarbone, to her breasts, taking one nipple in her mouth. He swirled his tongue around the nipple a few times before moving to the other, giving it the same attention.

Quil added a fourth digit, his fingers pistoling in and out of her cunt. She felt the coil in her stomach tighten.

“Q-Quil, I’m gonna cum.” She breathed out.

At her words, he curly haired boy gave an extra hard suck at her clit, causing the coil in her stomach to snap. Crying out, she arched her back, one hand on Jared’s arm, the other tangled in Quil’s hair.

Coming down from her first high of the day, she let go of the boys, allowing them to move away. Quil let go of her clit with a pop, the same happening when Jared pulled away from her nipple The boy on his knees before her pulled his fingers from her, popping them in his mouth, groaning at the taste of her.

Jared chuckled at him, “She taste good?”

“So good,” he answered. She felt her face heat up from the praise.

“Cute,” Jared whispered in adoration before turning to Quil. “I want to have her first.”

The boy nodded, standing up to move out of his way. Jared quickly replace Quil’s spot, this time standing.

She spread her legs wider to make sure he could have full access. Jared wrapped one of her legs around his waist, positioning himself at her entrance.

“You ready?” He asked, giving her an out. She nodded eagerly. With her conformation, he ran the tip through her folds a few times before pushing into her, both moaning at the feel of the other.

“So tight and wet for us, not to mention how good you feel.” He groaned into her ear, moving at a slow pace.

She hid her face in his neck at the praise. She rocked herself into him. Jared got the hint and began to move at a faster pace, earning more moans out of her.

Quil wandered over to the two, his hand slid down her body to her clit, rubbing in fast, harsh circles. She clenched around Jared, earning a move from him, her nails digging into his shoulders, no doubt leaving crescent marks which will heal fairly quickly.

“Quil,” he grunted out, “if you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum too soon.” Quil smirked at his words, adding pinching her clit to his ministrations.

She gasped, her walls clamping around Jared as she came. Jared cursed profanities as he realized his seed inside her.

Quil pulled his hand away, a smirk still on his smug face. Jared gave him a glare once he came down from his high. He was still thrusting inside of her albeit at a slow pace, letting her ride out her high.

When she came down from her high, she pressed a kiss to Jared’s cheek to tell him she’s good as she was too tired to speak. He pecked her lips, pulling out of her reluctantly. Jared moved away from her, going somewhere in the house, most likely to the bathroom to clean up.

She couldn’t focus on him too long as Quil came into her line of sight between her legs. He, now, had his shorts pulled down enough for his cock to be out.

“Still okay with this?” He asked sweetly. She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Yeah,” she whispered.

He carefully pushed into her. She whined at the sensitivity from her previous orgasms. He waited a minute for her to adjust. She laid her head on his shoulder.

“I’m good,” she muttered. He began to thrust, slowly, at first. He eventually reached a fast pace, faster than Jared, fast enough to make the table underneath her rock.

He moved to the side slightly. He didn’t think anything of it until she gasped. He continued to hit the same spot. Her moans got louder the more he hit it. She was moaning deliciously in his ear. Then he figured it out.

He hit her g-spot.

Judging by the shock (and pleasure) on her face, he was the first to find it. Oh his ego was through the roof now.

He began to slam into her, hitting the same spot each time. Tears swelled up in her eyes from the pleasure, losing control of what she was saying. She was babbling, begging the man inside her not to stop.

Her nails dug into his back. Only when (Y/n) clenched around him did he realize he was close. His hand slid from her thigh to her clit, once again, rubbing harsh circles. She bucked her hips wildly, moaning louder than before.

“Cum,” he grunted out. She clenched around him hard enough to trigger his orgasm. He spilled his load into her as she came around his cock, her mouth open, letting out a silent scream, white completely clouding her vision.

Once she came to, Quil wasn’t inside her anymore. Instead, Jared was cleaning the mix of cum that spilt out of her. He had fixed himself back in his shorts.

He glanced up at her, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m…good.” She said, breathing still uneven.

Quil came out of the bathroom, cleaned and cock in his shorts again.

“We better get your clothes back on. They should be back soon.” He was rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

She nodded, sliding off the table, barely being able to stand on her wobbly legs. The boys decided not to tease her and helped her with her clothes.

“I think I’m gonna head home. You tired me out.” She giggled, causing them to chuckle.

“Be safe.” They called out as they bid her goodbye.

[sadembryhours]

things change [but not him.]

snippet of autistic!quil , autistic!reader goes to a new restaurant and the atmosphere gets the best of them.

i was really bouncing between embry & jared for this one, so he is left unnamed! can b platonic or romantic, whichever <3

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One thing you like about living in a small town was the absence of change. If things became different — if new shops or restaurants or people popped up — it was usually the talk of the town long enough for you to become used to it.

Until you started venturing out to the city with everyone, where everything was different.

There wasn’t a menu you could look up online, and the atmosphere was a change to the other places you new. But, Paul insisted on eating at this new place ; that you’d love it because the reviews were outstanding. You went just to make him happy — you went because you knew it was rare to go out of town and the others looked just as excited.

Wide eyes were staring down at the menu but not taking anything in. The lights were bright ; the music was popping in your ears and banging against your brain. Quil is sitting in front of you, the toe of his shoe tapping against yours as he desperately tries to settle you both.

Seth tugs at the edge of your menu, bringing your eyes to him. He’s speaking, mouth forming words you can’t hear. His smile fades the longer you stare at his mouth as your fingers begin to twitch.

You want to rock ; want to bang your spine into the chair behind you so hard it makes your entire body quake. Squeezing your eyes shut, you’re desperate for some kind of relief. The urge to pull and tug on your hair lessens as the need to pick at your lip skin heightens.

Eventually, you settle for rubbing the palm of your hand against your jeans. The roughness settles you just enough to open your eyes once more — it reminds you of the times you’d rub the material of your clothes until your fingertips seemed to disappear.

A phone is slid into your view, the screen dim enough that it doesn’t make you feel like squinting. Can I help? is written on the blacked out snapchat screen. You nod, sucking your bottom lip between your teeth as the phone is taken away. It’s placed back in your view, the question something different. Can I touch you?

Again, you nod and melt at the warmth that meets the top of your head. Slow, heated hands glide down until they’re on your shoulders and they squeeze. He takes them off, starting at the top of your head again and repeating the process until you’re breathing steadily.

“I’m going to bring your chair closer to mine, okay?” The warning is whispered close to you. Nodding, you allow him to pull you close and wrap his arm around your shoulders heavily. The added pressure makes you relax even further.

The menu is starting to make sense now — the words looking like actual words — but he reads it out to you quietly anyways. He knows your eating habits already ; knows what dishes to skip because you wouldn’t even think of ordering it.

You look up to Seth suddenly, breaking him from his conversation. Your voice is melted in with the background music, muted and quiet as you continue to steady yourself. “What were you saying?”

“Just asking what you were going to order!” Seth grins. He isn’t displeased with your lack of conversation ; doesn’t judge or punish you for the way your brain works.

Smiling back at him, you look down to the menu once more. You lean into his warmth a little more before nodding, telling Seth what you were choosing to eat.

[prettypinkporkchop]

Quil Ateara x fem reader

Them Pecks, Homie

Quil: Hey. Come to Emily's, we are having hotdogs.

Y/n: okay! Be there in a bit!

You get ready to see your imprint. Since he has imprinted on you, you guys have been taking things very slow. You're awkward as hell, and not sure what to do. I mean, the whole wolf and imprinting thing? Bruh.

Once your fit looks good, you get in your car and leave to go to the rez.

The sun is going down, but it's not dark yet, so pulling up, you instantly see the boys with sticks, cooking their hotdogs.

Quil turns as you pull in and jogs to your car. He opens your door before you do. "Oh, hey!" You pipe up. He smiles widely, looking over your face. He's holding the stick with his weenie on it, and you can't help but giggle at him.

"You look so stunning." You gushes. You softly shove his shoulder and roll your eyes, and step out of the car. "Don't lie to me, Quil Ateara." You joke. He wraps his free arm under your arm to wrap around your waist, guiding you to the fire.

"Hey, hey, hey, y/n! You kiss Quil yet?" Paul laughs, and his imprint, Rachel, hits his arm. He stops laughing and looks at her hurt. "Paul." Quil warns. You look around and notice Emily serving beer. "And that's my que." You say and leave Quil's side.

After a few beers, you end up tipsy and chatting with Jacob.

"I'm just so fucking shy, ya know?" You quietly burp. He just nods and chuckles at how open you're being with him. "Well, your relationship won't grow until you step up and get out of your comfort zone.''

"You right, but I've just been waiting on Quil to make a move." You frown. Jacob bursts into laughter holding his stomach. "Quil? Making the first move? Yeah, right. You make him so shy. He always talks about how he doesn't want to run you off." He sighs. You blush and turn, looking around for him. You spot him smiling and talking with Jared. Oh, how handsome.

"Let me do this.'' You challenge yourself. "Hold my beer." You hand Jacob your beer. "Oh, god." He mumbles. You make your way over to Quil and step in front of Jared. "Okay, I have to admit something." You slur but your confidence slowly fades as you look into his eyes and see him smiling. Jared starts snickering behind you.

You gently punch his boob. "Them pecks, homie." You internally cringe and hide your face with your hands. You start to sob.

"Oh my God, no!" Quil grabs your wrists. "Sweety, what's wrong?" He asks. Jared slowly backs away from the crime scene.

You look up with tears streaming and your mascara running. "I just want you to make a move. I chickened out." You sob.

He pulls you into a hug. "Y/n, I just didn't want to scare you away." He kisses the top of your head.

---Quil takes you home but sleeps on the couch to make sure you're okay---

You wake up and stretch. You don't feel too sick. You yawn and get on your feet. You step out and see Quil sleeping on your couch. You remember everything that happened last night, and you groan.

Then, you have an idea.

You crawl on top of the shirtless man. His body heat is radiating. You start kissing his cheeks. His eyes slowly opens and he smiles, looking up at you. He pushes your hair behind your ear. "Are you mine?" He asks. You nod your head, "Yes. Now kiss me." You demand.

He gladly obliged by leaning up and pressing his lips on yours. His hands roam your waist. You feel actual bombs exploding in your stomach and around you. Your hands roam his warm stomach. Then, you find them getting lower. He grabs your wrist and pulls away. "Y/n, as much as I'd love to, I think there's more steps to take." You looks at you.

You cock your head in confusion. "Like what?" You ask.

"Like, saying I love you." He stares into your eyes.

[theaskywalker]

Imagine making a bet with Jared and Quil about who will eat the most chicken wings

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[findmeinforks]

Understanding - Paul Lahote X Fem!Reader

A little break up, make up one shot while I work on part two of stay 💕 as always, let me know what you think! 2.4K Words ❤️

You had been understanding. You had been so, incredibly, unbelievably understanding. You had been kind, patient, considerate. You had thrown every insecurity away in your mind. You shoved your feelings right down your throat.

But that was over with now.

Now, you faced him. In the middle of the yard, your throat agonizingly raw from yelling. You were shocked he hadn't phased yet, but he knew the minute he did you would take off. The pack, watching from afar and unbeknownst to you, were also shocked at his restraint.

"I would NEVER do anything to hurt you. Why won't you believe that?"

You laughed wetly through the tears. You were down right manic over what he didn't comprehend.

"Really?? You don't understand why I would be upset by ANY of this? Are you that fucking blind?"

Paul huffed through his nose, attempting to control his temper.

"I have a job, Y/N. There's new bloodsuckers popping up every day now and we have to make sure we're ready for anything. That means stacking up our numbers against them. Guy or girl, they have to be trained."

You scoffed, rolling your eyes,

"And don't you find it at all peculiar that everyone else is out on their own but you're STILL having to train this same girl? DAY IN AND DAY OUT?!"

He sighed.

"She should be ready, I know. But every time we get on patrol, she gets fearful and fails at basic exercises. Sam has me spend extra time with her."

You threw up your hands as if the answer was obvious, "Then TELL Sam to have someone else take a turn?"

"She only likes training with me."

Your eyes went wide, and all you saw was red.

"AND THAT DOESNT GIVE YOU ANY FUCKING CLUE THAT MAYBE SHES FAILING ON PURPOSE FOR YOUR ATTENTION? THAT MAYBE SHE DOESNT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT IMPRINTS? THAT MAYBE PERHAPS SHE HAS DIFFERENT INTENTIONS?"

Paul shook his head, him now scoffing.

"It's actually really hard to learn to navigate being a wolf. That's something YOU don't seem to understand."

You think you had lost your mind. It seemed as though the world crumbled around you, his words ringing in your ears from the impact. That was not something the imprint you knew before this would have ever dared say to you. It wasn't that you believed Paul would ever be disloyal, but your instincts were damn sure this girl wanted him to be.

You nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat.

"You're right. I don't. You need to be with someone that understands. We're done."

Paul stepped back like he had taken a blow to the chest. His eyes softened now.

"You....you don't mean that."

You headed towards your car, not being able to face the broken look in his eyes.

"Y/N, wait," he reached out, and even though you were mad, a part of it killed you to deny him.

You shook your head, new tears rehydrating their original streaks.

You sniffled, and took a deep breath.

"I'm tired, Paul. I'm tired of waiting up for you. I'm tired of being left unanswered for hours. I'm tired of making plans that just get canceled. Im tired of being lonely. And most of all, I'm tired of being disappointed."

He grabbed your arm before you could fully get in, and you saw Sam emerge, still at a respectable distance from the two of you.

"Baby listen, okay, I'm sorry. I can do better I-"

"You've said that before Paul. This is not the first time we've fought about this."

Tears pricked the corners of his eyes now.

"Please. Don't." He whispered.

He almost made you cave. You so badly wanted to stay. But you also knew if you did, it would be the same reoccurring cycle. He had to know you were serious. You wanted the relationship you had before she came along. Until you were sure you would get that again, you had to leave.

"I have to go. Call me when your priorities change." You said as you gently pulled out of his grip and shut the door. And with that, you took off to your father's place.

-

Paul stood planted in the same spot you had left him, shattered. What had he done?

He felt a small hand on his shoulder, a feminine voice in his ear,

"Maybe it was for the better. She seems like a total bitch."

Paul's blood turned cold. It was as if in that very moment, he had come to his senses. The smoke had cleared in his crowded mind. You were right. Of course you were right. All the stress that had been on his plate, he hadn't been thinking clearly at all.

He came to realization now, and it was too late.

Paul yanked away his arm, turning with a fury in his eyes to the woman behind him. She shrunk back under his gaze, feigning an innocence he knew good and well was all fake.

He trembled with anger, barely registering that Sam was now in between him and the girl. Paul pointed a finger at her, teeth gritting with anger.

"Get. The FUCK. Away from me."

Paul ripped apart as he phased, having it bottled up for far too long, and dashing off like a mad man into the woods.

The woman gaped like a fish, starting to babble, turning to Sam for reassurance.

"I didn't do anything I-"

Sam huffed a breath through his nose, "You heard him. I think it would be best if you left. Embry's cousin or not, you are no longer welcome here. That's an order."

Sam shook his head, running a hand through his hair as she stormed off. He felt guilty for letting it get like this. He had some suspicions about her joining the pack, seeing as she was always gravitating towards Paul, but he had shrugged it off, too occupied with everything else going on.

Sam also knew too well what it was like to hurt an imprint. Physically or emotionally, the bond felt all the same. Strict alpha or not, he valued Paul as a brother, and just hoped you would come back for him.

-

As Paul laid his head onto his pillow, he watched the days go by before him. Being forced to come eat dinner by Emily and whenever he had patrol were just about the only times Paul left his bed. He would call you once a day, sometimes with a small hope you'd answer, and sometimes just to hear your voicemail. After his patrol shifts ended, he would often sneak off to your house, just to make sure he'd know you were safe, if even from a mile away.

-

"Do you think she'll ever come back?" Kim asked Jared quietly one day, after watching Paul barely eat his food and sulk back up to his room.

"I don't know honestly. Y/N is just as stubborn as he is. But I do miss him. I've never in my life seen Paul like this. His internal thoughts are depressing as hell..."

Kim sighed, "It's not like she's doing any better. She finally answered my call yesterday, and I had to double check who I was talking too. She's miserable, Jare."

He shrugged, "I mean what can we do about it babe? You can't get involved in people's business like that."

"They're not people. They're family." She mumbled as she clutched her coffee mug.

-

Another week had gone by, the pack all sitting in the kitchen getting ready to eat.

"Boys. We have information on the new vampires in town," Sam announced as he walked through the door with Jacob.

"They're after Bella. She had a run in with that red head we keep chasing to the border every night. Her boyfriend had tried to kill her so the Cullen's killed him, and now this bitch is assembling an army to take her out for revenge." Jacob relayed.

This grabbed Paul's attention. If they were after your sister, that meant you were in danger.

"We're going to help them fight. Our people are at risk if we let this get out of hand, or if the Cullen's lose. But until the army comes here, we're going to be sharing shifts with them to watch over the Swan house," Sam said, looking at Paul who was heading out the door.

"Paul."

"You can watch Bella from a distance. I'm taking my imprint home," he slammed the front door.

"I can't imagine that's gonna go good." Embry mumbled.

-

Your body jolted upright from the couch at the abrupt knocking on the front door. You hadn't been expecting anyone, Bella out doing who knows what with Edward, and Charlie hours away on a fishing trip.

Opening the door your breath caught in your throat.

"What are you doing here?"

"We have to go. Now." He said sternly, ignoring your bewildered look as he flew past you and up the stairs to your room.

"And just who the hell do you think you are?!" You stormed after him, appalled he was barging in your house like this.

"There's an entire army of vampires on the hunt for your sister. You're not safe here, I'm taking you to Emily's." he said as he grabbed a suitcase and started throwing random clothes in.

"You don't own me Paul Lahote. I'm not going anywhere with you." You crossed your arms as you looked at him incredulously.

He refused to look you in the eye as he spoke, his breathing heavy from your scent,

"It is still my job to protect you whether we're together or not. You don't have to talk to me at all if you don't want too, and you can sleep in the spare bedroom" He said as he continued to pack.

You laughed.

"Come to Emily's with her there? I think the fuck-"

"She's not there anymore."

"Ohhhh so because she's gone you care about me again."

He stopped, this time turning to look you in the eyes for the first time in two weeks.

"Don't you ever fucking say that. I could give a shit less about her. It's always been you. I'm....look, I'm sorry I didn't make you believe that before. You were right. And I was so unbelievably wrong. I understand why you don't want to be with me anymore. I'm not asking you to forgive me. Im asking, just for the time being, that you do this so that I know you are safe....please."

You wish you could have stopped the tears that welled up in your eyes. A part of you wanted to stay mad forever, just to make a point. But the other just wanted to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. Two weeks felt like two years apart from him, and your heart so desperately ached to be near him again.

"Fine," you whispered.

Paul looked like he wanted to say something more, his eyes lingering on yours, but he decided against it, zipping up your bag and heading to the truck.

-

Once you both arrived to Emily's the pack headed out to train with the Cullen's, leaving you both and Kim at the kitchen table.

"So you guys.....didn't make up?" Kim asked disappointed.

You shook your head, "He just wanted me here. He apologized and said he wanted me to be safe. It was left at that."

Emily reached her hand over into yours,

"Do you want to be with him?" She asked genuinely.

"I.....I mean," you sighed. "Of course I want to be with him. I just was so angry, you know?? I didn't like feeling that way in our relationship. Alone."

The girls nodded understandably.

"If it helps, he's been an absolute wreck without you. I think if anything it was a wake up call." Kim offered.

"I haven't been exactly living the best either," you slightly chuckled.

"Well. We are more than excited to have you back in the house. That being said, I'm going to need both of your help with dinner." Emily smiled as she looked at the clock, standing up.

You grinned, happy to at least be here with your friends.

-

It was the night before the fight. Everything was quiet, but you lie awake, your mind racing. You hadn't said much to Paul in the three days you were here. There were lingering stares, brushing past eachother occasionally in the hall, but no conversations had been had. You felt a pit in your stomach at the idea of this fight. What if something happened and you never got to see him again? What if the last thing you had between you two was this awkward tension? The more you thought about it, the faster the tears spilled down your cheeks. You sniffled hard.

A gentle knock at the door startled you, getting up you frantically tried to wipe them away.

There he stood on the other side, leaning against the frame. His eyes looked so exhausted, like he hadn't gotten sleep either in days. "Whats wrong?" He said softly, taking a look at your face.

His gentle voice was enough to send you flying into his embrace. You arms wrapped around him as you sobbed into his neck.

He held your waist as he walked you both backwards into the room, shutting the door. His hand caressed your face as he leaned his cheek on your forehead.

"Hey, hey. Shhhh. I'm right here. It's okay. You're okay. You're safe."

You leaned back just enough to look at him, shaking your head. Your voice was broken and trembling,

"I-I don't care that I'm safe. T-tomorrow. A-and you. What if we never-"

Paul used both hands to cradle your face.

"Hey. Listen to me. Everything will be okay. This is what we've been training for. It's us and the Cullen's against them, our numbers are stronger. I'll be fine, alright? I'm just happy you're here and away from harm."

"I can't live without you. I love you." You whispered.

Paul instantly kissed you. It was like a wave of relief and happiness washed over you as you kissed him back with every ounce of passion you could muster.

Both your tongues danced as you refused to pull away from eachother. Paul bent down only for a moment to hoist you up in his arms, taking you into his room instead.

Unfortunately due to advanced hearing, the house was no longer quiet that night.

[vhygoxo]

Twilight New Age

After inheriting her grandparents house in the Quileute reservation, La Push, Y/N moves to her home rez. Hoping to start a new life she is soon involved with what she thought were just old legends.

Paul Lahote x Reader

Romance | Fantasy | Drama | Angst

CHAPTER 1

>> CHP 2

Y/N did not expect her life to turn out the way it has. She led a normal life, as normal one can be, at the age of twenty one. Like most her age she was confused on what she wanted in life. What she knew was she wanted to be an artist. That’s something she always knew.

At the start of the year her grandfather Quil Ateara III passed unexpectedly. It was a huge loss for not only her family but the community of La Push. Y/n’s home reservation, where her grandfather had served on council for many years, a well respected elder.

As If any of it wasn’t enough for y/n the family decided to read his will. Discovering he had left her with the estate and property under her name. Yet it was never brought it up to her in their many visits. Shocking the whole family it caused an uproar.

Her own mother was surprised at this news. Everyone figured he’d leave everything to at least one of his children. Her grandmother Molly was the only one not surprised. Instead she ensured that y/n would move in by the end of the season. And that no one could argue since it was her husbands will.

Even if it was passed onto her mother, or her many uncles and aunts, no one wanted to uproot their lives to live in the house. In fact the family was ready and planning to sell the house. Deciding to split the money between everyone and cut their losses on the property. But her grandparents wouldn’t have any of it happen.

And so it was y/n was on her way to her “new” house. Her grandmother Molly had already moved in to her sisters home. As a way of keeping an eye on each other now that they’re both older.

For y/n it was all so fast but an opportunity would never come like this again. For she had been desperate for a place on her own. A studio apartment wasn’t an ideal space for someone who loved, well, space.

It was a three story house with a wrap around porch. Fit with five bedrooms and one bathroom. As she drove y/n thought of how expensive and difficult it could get to maintain such a house. But she figured she’d at least try before trying to get a roommate.

Although it was all new and quite stressful to think of. Y/n was excited to be back in her beloved home of La Push. She had only visited a few times throughout each year. And as of late she hadn’t been around much with life catching up to her.

Driving down the same old roads she couldn’t help but feel nostalgic. How many summers she spent here and what good memories were made. The scenery was always something y/n favoured especially the tall beautiful pine trees.

Despite the constant downpour of rain it made y/n happy. Even just the smell of rain and dirt made her smile. It was a moment y/n wanted to savour for herself, entering the reservation, it felt like she never left.

The road was wet from soft rain throughout the day. The clouds blocking the sun from shining. Looking at the sides of the road the hairs on her neck suddenly spiked. A weird feeling in her gut began to twist and turn.

As she looked on each sides of the road it felt eerie. Although she drove down familiar roads it didn’t feel right. As if there were eyes peering a hole in the back of her neck. Rubbing the spot in comfort she tried shaking off the unsettling feeling.

After all she was stressed and tired after a long drive she convinced herself. Upon seeing the house she was relieved. Her grandma was supposed to be here before her. But her car wasn’t parked in the driveway.

Parked in the car y/n sat awaiting for either the eerie feeling to go away or for her grandmother to arrive. As she sat and decided, she noticed in the window stacks of boxes, she had sent her stuff beforehand. With the help of her cousins they moved everything inside.

Impatient and no longer anxious she got out of the car. The property has a clear and neat tree line. The backyard was a huge open field filled with wild flowers. Although at the moment it was still too early in the spring for such flowers. The field sat in colours of yellows and browns.

Y/n searched around the area in case of anything. Taking a short moment to look. With nothing around she headed inside. Deciding to unpack until her grandma arrived. She grabbed the rest of her belongings from the trunk.

Sure enough It didn’t take long for her grandma to pull up in the driveway. As y/n headed outside to meet her she felt even more relief. Seeing the soft smile on her grandma’s face brought her comfort.

“My girl! You’re finally home” she said into her neck as they hugged tightly. “Yep! Finally home for good” y/n replied holding onto her grandmothers hands. The two headed inside to catch up with one another.

Her grandmother Molly and her were always close no matter the distance. In times of need she always called her for advice. To be living more close to her was a blessing in itself.

“I would’ve been here long time ago but I had a meeting. It ran longer than it was supposed to” Grandma Molly took her grandfathers place on council once he passed. As she felt it was her responsibility to him and the community. The people had also unanimously agreed for her to take the position.

“It’s alright grandma it gave me extra time to unpack” which was mainly just her clothes. Scanning the room over the endless boxes her grandma fussed over y/n.

“There’s plenty of time for you to do that. Now that you’re home” her grandma smiled warmly once more. “You’re right but it’s just I need groceries” y/n replied as she looked around the fridge.

“I left you plenty of dry goods in the cabinets. But I took what was in the fridge and freezer. I figured we’d go now and shop for something more fresh” y/n wasn’t surprised at her grandmas smart and thoughtful thinking.

Agreeing the two stepped out of the house. Only to be met with the arrival of her cousin Quil Ateara V. Pulling up in his black truck he wore a cheeky grin. Immediately he stepped out and rushed in for a hug.

Quil was another one of her cousins she grew up close with. Besides herself Quil was close with their grandparents. Majority of the family relied on Quil and his help. It comforted y/n to know she’d see him more often now.

“Good to see you sis” he said as the two pulled away from each other. “You too! I was gonna text you but I’m glad to see you! I’ve been meaning to thank you for the help. Moving the furniture for me was a huge help for real”

“Easy work. If you need anything just let me know” Quil was always cocky and loved to tease. He could be serious when needed to. It was something y/n somehow missed in their time apart. Although she knew that behaviour was bound to wear on her. For now she was enjoying the moment.

“We were just going into town. What are you up to?” Grandma Molly asked Quil. Shrugging his shoulders he replied “Not much just about to stop in at the house. Wanted to see if this girl was home yet or not” he smiled as he nudged y/n’s shoulder.

Y/n smiled before an idea popped into her head. “How about the three of us eat dinner? On me? I’m famished and I do owe the both of you” she replied as the two agreed. “You don’t owe us anything we’re family” Grandma Molly assured y/n as the two walked to the car. “But I will take you on that offer” she joked making the other two laugh.

“Well I have my truck so I’ll meet you girls where?” Quil asked whilst twirling his keys. The three threw out suggestions. Grandma Molly and Quil ended up squabbling over which place to eat.

“How about Carver’s? Y’know I haven’t been there in ages” y/n suggested trying to end the arguments. It worked as everyone agreed. Y/n and her grandma went together as Quil followed in his truck behind. The drive was short but eventful. As grandma Molly continued to give her an update on everyone in the reserve.

Somewhere behind them Quil had veered off the path. But y/n knew he would eventually come behind. Vouching to get a table without him until he came the two headed inside. As y/n held the door open for her grandmother, before she could enter, a man rushed to hold open the door.

“Here I got it” the man said, he stood tall way over six feet and was obviously Quileute, despite cold weather he wore only a long sleeve shirt. Y/n briefly looked at him before a surprise walked through the door.

“Y/n? Grandma Molly? Oh my god! It is true you’re finally home!” Out rushing was her cousin Kim Conweller. She grew up with her close, the two were always together, but recent years they’ve been in and out of touch. The bond between them has never faded.

Growing up Kim, Quil, and y/n were close as a trio. They were the eldest out of their cousins. It had been awhile since the three of them were under one roof. Y/n felt overjoyed at her so far warm welcomes from everyone she’s seen.

The two hugged tightly albeit y/n was surprised. “Kim! Hi yes I’m home for good now! I’m glad to run into you” she smiled as Kim gushed. “Grandma here told me a few weeks ago you were moving down. I wasn’t sure if you actually were but here you are!” Kim gushed with a bright smile.

Y/n smiled back before looking up at the man who held the door. Who stared down at y/n, with curious eyes, it felt like the two somehow knew each other. Kim took notice and nervously laughed clutching onto his arm.

“Sorry y/n you caught me off guard. This is my boyfriend Jared Cameron and this is my cousin y/n“ Kim introduced the two as Jared reached out for a handshake. When she did he wore a welcoming grin holding a firm grip on her hand. It was almost like it burned to touch him with how warm he was y/n thought.

She had heard of Kim speak of Jared when they talked. Even when he was nothing more than a high school crush to Kim. But y/n never knew anything more than his name and who his family was. She has always been curious as to who he really was.

“Great to meet you y/n I heard a lot about you from Kim” Jared said as he stood beside Kim. Making y/n look at Kim with an eyebrow raised. “Hopefully she didn’t say too much” she joked as the rest of them laughed slightly.

Before Kim answered she gave a quick glance to Jared. Then with a bright smile she replied “Of course not! I’ve just been excited to know you’re back home. It’ll be nice to have a close girlfriend around” Kim said as it was true.

Y/n was the only girl she knew who was into feminine interests. Such as beauty, fashion, and everything in between. When these two meet it was always a blast.

“Yeah me too I’m glad to have seen you Kim. You should stop by the house this week. Once I get more settled in” y/n offered. After all it’d be great to have a visitor or a helper to unpack. It’s been long enough since it was just the two of them.

“Yeah of course just send me a text. Well we better get going it looks like we’re holding up the door here” Kim said as more people pulled up to eat at the diner. As they all started to leave Quil finally arrived. As he got out of the car he rushed up to the group.

“Hey bro” Quil said as he walked up to greet Jared. Who wore a smile bright as Kim’s when they briefly hugged. “Hey~, I’ll see you at the house, alright?” Was all that was exchanged as Quil gave a nod in response. The couple leaving in Jared’s truck.

‘Wait what house?’ Y/n thought as Quil ushered them inside. Sitting down it was a quaint dinner between the three of them. It felt familiar and refreshing for the three of them. The last few months darkened by the death of Quil Atera III.

The three talked about everything going on in each others lives. How their grandma worried about them and their future. Willing to help in anyway she can. Quil’s silly jokes and stories entertained them throughout the evening.

Finishing up their dinner they got it ready to take home. As it was getting dark Quil offered to take their grandmother home. Quil said “You need to catch up on your rest sis. Really it’s no problem” y/n knew she couldn’t argue.

As she looked up ready to leave she seen two people coming through the door. First to walk in was a girl with long soft auburn curls, skin that was beautifully pale and somehow glowing, her features were delicate and pretty.

Her beauty took the breath away from y/n. For she didn’t look like she was real more like a doll. It was hard to believe someone could look so ethereal.

Behind her came a tall man with broad shoulders. He was also tall dark and handsome, another obvious Quileute man, wearing a leather jacket. The two gave off such a powerful impression it was almost unreal as they stood together. His eyes were fierce but dark as he looked over at their table.

Quil took notice from the look y/n had on her face. Turning around his heart dropped into his stomach. The two men looked at one another with disbelief. “Jacob” he said rising from his chair, this earned a smile from the man, who y/n assumed was Jacob.

“Brother” was all Jacob said as the two collided into a tight hug. Holding each other for a moment. As the two broke away Jacob patted Quil’s shoulders. The fierce look in Jacob’s eyes faded away.

“I thought—“ Quil tried to speak before getting cut off. “We’re back home” Jacob said as he looked directly into his eyes holding Quil’s shoulders to keep him in place. They shared a brief moment together before Quil nodded. His lips tightened into a stern expression.

“Hi” the girl said with a voice so sweet and alluring. Taking away her focus it was all drawn in suddenly on the mysterious girl. “I’m Renesmee” She answered earning a smile from Y/n. “Hey my names y/n” Renesmee’s smile was so welcoming.

It felt like y/n was being drawn towards her more and more with each passing second. She was definitely being enchanted by her and her eyes. They were a shade of colour close to her hair, an almost honey brown, y/n and her eyes were locked. As the girl reached towards y/n to shake her hand Quil came quickly to her side.

Jacob suddenly put a gentle hand on Renesmee’s shoulder. Breaking eye contact it was like y/n snapped out of it, as if she wasn’t breathing before, she sucked the air back into her lungs. Leaning on Quil for support briefly. He looked down at her with concern.

“We were just getting a bite to eat me and her. I’ll stop by once I drop this girl off home” he told Quil as he cocked his head in response. “Back home already? Huh… Alright—” Taking a moment to rub y/n’s arm in support. He nodded as he grabbed his jacket and Grandma Molly’s arm.

“We have to get going” Quil said cutting the meeting short. “I have to get my grandmother home” he said as their grandmother tried to argue she wasn’t tired. Y/n was still trying to get a grip on herself. Feeling Renesmee burning a hole into her neck.

“I’ll be by later. I need to talk with Sam and the others” Jacob said with the serious look in his eye back. Quil nodded and as he turned y/n noticed the look on his face. As if he was slightly panicked trying to keep calm.

Grandma Molly silently placed her hand over Quil’s. Giving a firm but soft squeeze to reassure him. Quil’s posture softened, the three of them watching the two leave, y/n noticed how the energy of Quil and grandma Molly changed.

Y/n didnt want to bother the two and ask what was up. She felt it wasn’t appropriate instead deciding to just say goodnight to the both of them. As the two sped off in the opposite direction of grandma Molly’s house.

As she drove home she tried to calm her unsettled nerves. Reneesme was so enchanting and enticing, it was like she wanted to just submit to her, whatever she asked. It made y/n uncomfortable with how willing she truly was.

Trying to avert her focus she turned the music up and chalked it up to sleep deprivation. Maybe even anxiety but in reality y/n couldn’t put a finger on it. Who ever Reneesme was she was unworldly y/n thought before falling asleep.

As the week progressed y/n settled into her house and tried to figure out a routine. Which ended up just becoming eating, sleeping, unpacking, more unpacking, etc. A bit of shopping in between.

Already tired of her routine she wondered what type of social life there is out here. And when would she be able to find new friends. Her and Kim had been texting with each other frequently. Quil as well but both have been too busy to stop by.

It was still an adjustment living alone in such a big house. Didn’t help that every time she went places, like the grocery store, shopping for the house, she’d get that eerie feeling again. It wasn’t anxiety that was a feeling she was accustomed to.

For her it felt like being watched weirdly enough. Y/n had been shaking it off as moving in jitters. But in the back of her mind the thought of it all sat there. She didn’t feel afraid but more unnerved, feeling the back of her neck hairs raise, as if she needed to be alert.

Sometimes before bed, in her bedroom there was a windowsill to sit on, some nights she’d just gaze out into the tree line. Looking up at the moon in all it’s beauty. It was one of the only ways to soothe her nerves as of late.

All of it made her wish for a roommate some days. Living alone out in an open field was unnerving enough. But when she’d leave that’s when the feeling would arise. She wondered if it was spirits but the house was already cleansed thanks to her grandma Molly.

Randomly Kim arrived that weekend, unannounced but most welcome, y/n was wondering when she would come. “Wow you’ve already made the place your own huh” she said impressed with how she decorated. Definitely a change from the usual way it stayed for years.

“Yeah well I’ll be here for who knows how long” Y/n said as the two sat in the living room. The two talking about what each other missed on in their time apart. Which was mostly just Kim gushing on and on about Jared.

Y/n knew Kim was obsessed with this one crush of hers for years. But since they didn’t go to the same school y/n always wondered who the guy was. It was exciting to know he is as obsessed with her as she is.

“Yeah things have been great with him. Hoping soon we can have our own place together. On that note I hope you don’t mind but he told our friends about you. Since we don’t get much new people here they were excited. They all wanna meet you”

This piqued y/n’s interest, she couldn’t stand being in the house alone, the novelty of it all was starting to wear on her. “Really? I mean who are your friends?” She asked with a curious tint in her eyes which amused Kim.

“I mean~ I’m really close with this girl named Emily. She has a man named Sam who Jared is also close with. We usually just hang at her place since everyone else does”

“And who’s everyone else?” Y/n asked making Kim shrug her shoulders. “Most of them are Jared’s brothers, cousins, and friends he took in. In our friend group there’s hardly any girls. Just me, Emily, and Leah”

Kim went on about who these two girls were. Emily was a friend of hers she got close with in recent years. Around two years older than the two but she was carefree and loved by all. Her fiancé Sam was a strong but calm man, was always busy with work, but loves Emily fiercely.

Apparently a few years back she had been attacked by a bear. Luckily before it claimed her life Sam came with a shot gun and blew its head out. As proof of the kill they gifted the community jars full of bear grease. It was also how Emily was able to fix her face since it was torn to shreds.

Leah was described as stoic and honest, maybe too honest for her own good, a very independent person. But like the rest she was fiercely loyal and protective of those she loves. She was more of a boyish girl and hung with her brothers a lot.

“The rest is just guys like Quil, Embry, and Jacob I don’t know if you remember those guys” Kim said making y/n rack her brain about remembering them. “Yeah somewhat… But either way I’d like to meet them also” She said getting Kim excited and giddy as she squealed.

“Well~ I came over to ask if you wanted to come to this bonfire party. It’s this weekend and I told everyone you would come. Emily especially wants to see you” Y/n couldn’t help but feel flattered and excited. This was what she was wanting, to meet new friends, so why wouldn’t she agree?

“Yeah of course it sounds fun” she said making Kim squeal with excitement. “Okay great! Oh it’s gonna be so fun I’ll get dropped off here and come with you in your car if that’s ok?” She asked and of course y/n agreed.

“It’s just that Jared has some other errands to do I don’t wanna waste my time on that” Kim said making y/n giggle. The two girls continued their visit till dark before she left. Thinking of what they wanted to do this weekend.

Jared came in his blue heavy duty truck with loud pipes announcing his arrival. Like the gentleman he was he came to the door for Kim. Before leaving she promised she’d come spend the night this weekend. It gave y/n something to look forward to.

That night y/n followed her now usual routine. Sitting in her windowsill gazing out to the tree line. Tonight was a full moon that stood high above the trees and mountains. She gazed upon it until she felt tired enough to just sleep when she hit the bed.

As she slept she had a dream, of her alone in the woods behind her house, everything all felt real to her. How the cold air bit at her skin and shocked her lungs when breathing in. Looking down she wore only a white dress with no details.

She didn’t have any shoes on either. Feeling the crunchy dirt under her feet. Looking around she wondered what was happening. She could hardly see within six feet in front of her.

The full moon was bright as it shined down through the trees. Although beautiful it didn’t help much. Aware of her surroundings she couldn’t make out where was home. Trying to find the North Star or at least the Big Dipper for guidance.

The air was silent and very still a sign she knew wasn’t good. Her instincts told her she should be quiet. For she wasn’t alone in this vast wilderness. Feeling her heart beat start to race at a steadily rising pace.

In the distance she could hear echos of thumps, four legs on the ground running at top speed, right in her direction. Her heart started to beat faster and louder. Before she knew it she was on her feet.

She ran as fast as she could, it didn’t help she was barefooted, it messed with her speed. Panicked and alone she wasn’t sure where to go. All she knew was there was something coming for *her.* The pain of pine needles and stones beneath her steps.

Somehow she was sweating as she ran full speed. She could hear the noise of something on all fours running behind her. As she briefly looked behind she twisted her foot and rolled on the ground.

Crawling onto her knees in a hurry she was frantic. The fear of not knowing what would happen if she stopped. But it was like her legs were weak and her body frozen in place.

“I can help you” a familiar voice chimed in front of her making her jump back. She felt frozen as her eyes looked forward. A woman stood in front of her face hidden under the shadows.

Y/n’s eyes trailed up from her feet, by the time she got to her chest, she could see auburn hair flowing in the wind. It gave her brief solace seeing her, the girl from earlier, Renesmee. Thinking she’d meet with the soft enchanting eyes as she did before.

Only to be met with eyes that were so black it competed with the shadows. Her skin like diamonds under the moonlight. True fear ran through y/n’s veins as she was once again locked eyes with this girl. Everything in her body told her this was what she was running from.

A howl suddenly pierced through the valley and trees. It was loud and clear so much it rang throughout her ears. It sounded like the howl was right behind her somehow directly in her ear. It struck fear into the woman in front of her.

The howl made her snap out of the dream entirely. Y/n jumped out of bed and clasped her chest. Sitting in a cold sweat her heart beat pumped steadily. Wondering what her dream meant and why did the howl comfort her so much?

Finally finished rewriting this fic! This is a redo of my old fic named “Pale Moonlight” I did 2 years ago. I always liked the concept but I struggled on the timeline. Originally I wanted to set it during the actual events of the saga. But I ended up making this after the events of the twilight saga. As a way of seeing what the Wolfpack get up to with and without vampires. This is focused on them and their story. Not to mention a romance with Paul 💪 I do have the other chapters ready but I need time to edit them. In the meantime feel free to leave feedback 🫶

[lil-frenchfri77]

Begin Again Chapter 3

Summary: Ever since Bella came back to Forks things between y/n and her boys have been different. Embry and Quil stopped answering phone calls and texts, they’ve even been avoiding her everytime she shows up at their house. So y/n does the only thing she can think to do, she latches onto Jacob just like Bella, and when he starts acting like Embry and Quil did, she makes the decision to not put so much effort into a friendship that is clearly one sided. But what happens one day when Sam’s pack is in town at the same time as y/n and her new friends and two certain boys imprint on their former best friend? And what happens when a former best friend doesn’t feel the same way?

Authors note: Ahhhhh!!!! Chapter 3 is finally here. So sorry about the wait, I've been dealing with job issues and have been too exhausted to write anything. Anyways here it is, hope everyone likes it. Also that you to everyone who has like, commented, and/or reposted my work. I never expected to get this much attention and I am absolutely blown away.

(Still not Beta read)

Also shout out to my cousin Jehna for telling me that this was good enough to post!

Embry Call x Fem!Swan!Reader x Quil Ateara

Slight Stiles Stlinski x Reader

Chapter 2 | Master list | Chapter 4

Lunch with Stiles was really good. He had you cracking up the whole time, and all of his attention was solely focused on you. The incident from earlier, long forgotten from both of your minds. 

This definitely was one of the best days you have had lately. It was good to feel like someone only wanted to be with you. You hadn't felt like this in a long time and you liked all the attention you were getting from him. 

Your conversation was interrupted by the ringing of a phone. Both of you pulled your phone out to check who was calling. It was your phone ringing and it was your dad on the other line. You excused yourself from the table to take the call. 

“Hey dad, what’s up?” You answered.

“Hey sweetheart, where are you?” 

“I'm at the diner with Stiles, why? Is something wrong?” you had told your dad that you were going to be out shopping but not that you were going to eat lunch, so it made sense that he was calling to check in. 

“No, everything is alright. I was just wondering where you are. You’ve been out longer than I expected, but since you're already eating lunch I just wanted to know what you want for dinner? Or if you’ll be home for dinner?” He explained himself. You knew he didn't want to seem like the overbearing dad who needed to know your specific location 24/7. But he was a cop so it was in his nature to want to know where you are.

“I should be home for dinner, but I don't really know right now. I can call you later once me and Stiles are done eating.” The offer was the best you could do right now. Your dad seemed pleased with this and bid you a farewell before hanging up. 

You walked back into the diner to see Stiles sitting on his phone texting someone. You snuck up behind him and placed your hands over his eyes, leaded down by his ear and whispered “Guess who?” 

He laughed and hummed, reaching up to grab your wrists. “Ummmmm, is it Scott?” 

“Oooo, so close.” You pulled your hands away from his eyes and sat back down in front of him. “It’s just me. No Scott.” 

“Awe man, I really thought you were Scott.” 

“Well I can go get your boyfriend if you’d like?” You teased him. Smiling when his face scrunched up at the mention of Scott being his boyfriend. 

“Ew don't even joke about that.” Stiles fake wretched onto the table, “Honestly though, you wouldn't even be the first person to say that to either of us.” 

It was odd, the unbridled joy you got from teasing Stiles. He didn't seem to have an issue with it either and oftentimes added onto it. But there was always something missing. You didn't realize it until now, after seeing Embry and Quil again old feelings have begun to resurface. 

You weren't going to let this dampen your mood though. The time you spent with Stiles was time you were going to cherish. No matter how you felt about Embry and Quil. 

You and Stiles didn’t make it home until a few hours later. It was around 6pm when you walked through your front door, Stiles in tow with his arms full of your shopping bags. After lunch you two decided to go back into town and buy a few more things. A few things then turned into 20 things which then turned into too many to count and Stiles had to pull you away and back to your car. 

The whole way to your house he was making fun of you and the fact that you couldn’t stop buying things that were “pretty and would go so well with this outfit”. There was nothing you could do but sit there and take it. Laughing along with him even though it was at your own expense. 

When you two made it into the door you were greeted by your dad and Bella sitting on the couch. They turned around to look at you, four eyes widening as they caught sight of all the bags in your hands. You give them a sheepish smile as Stiles sets down the bags in his hands. He waved at your sister and gave a nervous smile to your dad. 

“Hi, Mr. Swan. Sorry for keeping y/n out for so long. I tried to pull her away a few times but she kept seeing something that caught her eye. I think it took about 7 tries to get her to stop buying things and get her into the car.” Stiles huffs out a laugh as he relays too much information to your dad. 

You elbow him in the side and give him a look that says, ‘dude? Really?’ while slightly shaking your tilted head at him. Your dad knew you had a shopping problem sometimes, but that didn't mean he needed to hear more about it. It was kind of embarrassing that you couldn’t control yourself occasionally. 

“It’s alright, I think we all know that trying to get y/n to stop shopping isn’t possible.” Charlie laughed along. He had only met Stiles a few times but he liked that he was getting you out of your shell again. “But I reckon it’s time for you to head home. I’m sure your dad wants you home now.” 

“Yea, of course.” Stiles turns to look at you, “so, i'll see you at school on Monday?” 

“Obviously. I’ll walk you to your car.” You and Stiles head out to his Jeep. You stop on the driver's side and he leans an arm against the car as he stares at you. “So, are you just going to stand there or are you going to kiss me?” 

He smiled wide before leaning his head in and placing a soft kiss on your lips. It was amazing, until you came to grips with the fact that this isn’t how you imagined your first kiss at all. He wasn’t the person you always thought you would kiss for the first time. And now you couldn’t stop thinking about kissing Embry or Quil. As much as you wanted the thoughts out of your head you couldn't shake them. 

You pulled away with a small smile on your face, masking your newfound epiphany. This understanding of your emotions was something you would need to keep to yourself so you could fully understand it before doing anything. 

His ears lit up a light pink as he pulled back and opened his door. He whispered a small goodbye and got into the car, shutting the door, and driving off. 

You walked back into your house to see your dad and Bella still looking at you. “What?” you asked defensively, turning to grab all your bags and take them to your room. 

“Nothing, you just seem happy. Happier than you have in a while.” your dad spoke up. Bella hummed in agreement, watching you with an odd look on her face. Like she could almost sense your inner turmoil. 

“I am.” It was a definitive answer. It couldn't be argued with and that's how you wanted to keep it 

The next morning, you woke to texts from Stiles and Jacob. Stiles was talking about how he liked kissing you and he wanted to talk to you about how you felt. Jacob was asking if you were still coming with him to the movies with Bella and Mike.

You chose not to answer Stiles yet, you didn't know exactly what you would say anyways. So you figured no response was better than a half-assed excuse as to why you couldn't talk right now. You still didn't know how you felt about it. 

The only answer you could give Jacob was a simple yes. Letting him know that you would still be going with them. He hadn't told you what you were going to see yet so you figured you might as well wait until you get to the theater to know. 

You didn't have anything planned for the day until then so you just lounged around in your room. Not feeling like getting up and going downstairs. 

Time passed by quicker than you thought it would and before you knew it it was 6pm and you needed to start getting dressed. You threw on whatever was the closest and comfiest looking, grabbed your purse and headed out of your room to go see if Bella was ready. She was already set and waiting for you on the couch when you came down. 

The two walked out of your house, Bella sending a quick text to your dad that said you were going to be going to a movie, and headed to your cars. It had been decided that you were going to go pick Jacob up and Bella is going to head over to the theater and meet up with Mike. 

Driving to get Jacob was peaceful. The sun was just starting to set over the trees, casting a gorgeous orangish-pink glow over everything. It didn't take very long to get to Jake’s house and when you arrived you supposed it would be quicker to just honk your horn at his house than to get out, knock on the door, wait for him to come out, and then both of you get back into your car.

What you weren't expecting was for his front door to come wildly swinging open with Jacob stomping out, an angry/irritated expression on his face. He seemed to be raising his voice in response to whatever was being said to him from inside. It was even more shocking when Embry and Quil came rushing out after Jacob, pleading looks on their faces as they seemed to be begging Jacob for something. 

They stopped in their tracks as they caught sight of you through the windshield of your car. You were faintly able to hear Jacob say something along the lines of “want anything to do with you right now”. He ended what he was saying by ripping the passenger door open and slamming it shut. 

You turned to face him with a worried expression, he refused to even glance back in your direction, so you took that as your sign to back out of his driveway and take off down the road. Leaving two crestfallen boys on Jacob's porch, slowly shrinking in your rearview mirror. 

The journey to the theater was taken in silence, you didn't want to push Jacob any more than the boys already had. So you let him sit there and talk when he was ready. Which didn't look as if it was going to happen until you pulled your car into a parking spot and shut off the engine. 

Just as you were about to open your door and get out Jacob spoke up for the first time. 

“They were asking me about you.” He said, and you were absolutely dumbfounded. “When I told them that if they wanted to know anything about you then they had to ask you, they started begging me to tell them things. They wouldn't take no for an answer.” 

“Oh.” it sounded dumb but it was the only thing you could think to say. You mean, how were you supposed to react to that? It's been almost three and a half months since they had last spoken to you.

“I got so angry. I've never been that mad before. It’s like I was a different person when I yelled at them before I got in the car.” He seemed so sad about it now. Like he truly hadn’t meant to snap at them like that. 

“Jake, I know that they were your best friends once too. I’m sorry that you had to do that on my behalf. But thank you. I understand that you feel bad, but it’s really amazing knowing that you stuck up for me like that.” You reached a hand over and gripped one of his. You didn't want to make him feel worse but you really did want him to know that you were grateful. Just as you were going to retract your hand from his, he grasped your fingers in an iron tight hold. 

The two of you just relaxed there for a little bit, sitting in each other's company. Eventually he drew his hand away and opened his door, rushing around the car to open your door. 

The absolute tension radiating off of Bella, Jacob, and Mike in the theater was so palpable you could cut it with a butter knife. So when Bella got up to leave early you didn't protest and followed right after her. Everyone had been acting weird but Jacob especially. When you all made it back out to the theater foyer Mike looks like he is about to puke. 

Jacob, for some reason starts to act super hostile towards Mike and almost decides to hurt him. You are able to get him to calm down enough to notice the sheen of sweat covering his face and neck. Reaching a hand up to his forehead, you can physically feel how warm he is. It’s a miracle that he’s even able to stand. 

“Hey, he’s burning up. I’m just going to take him home.” you announced to the other two. Before anyone else could even get a word in, you're dragging Jacob out of the theater behind you. Stuffing him into the car and zooming down the road to get him back to his dad.

[sethsclearwater]

synopsis: based on this request where reader is quil’s imprint but they’re not dating yet. she gets invited to bella and edward’s wedding solo but leaves shortly after jacob’s outburst and realizes she’d much rather be spending the night with quil.

warnings: ungodly amount of fluff

word count: 2.77k

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despite the fact that just about everyone knew you and quil were imprints at this point, you'd still received an invitation to bella and edward's wedding only for yourself. although you had to admit you were a little bit confused as to why that happened, you found out seth, leah, and jacob had all also only received invitations for themselves and not a plus one. 

even though you and quil hadn't made anything official yet, you two had been going on dates together and had two pretty casual makeout/cuddle sessions on your apartment’s couch. so you were a bit bummed that you couldn't bring him with and he definitely tried to hide that he was upset about it but if you knew one thing about that man it was that he always wore his heart on his sleeve so you knew almost instantly how he felt about it.

you'd offered to just not attend at all because of the tensions between the wolves and the cullens (and for the sake of your imprinter) but quil had insisted that you go because of your friendship with bella. 

so here you found yourself, sitting with your "date" for the night seth clearwater at the table you two had been assigned just chatting about anything and everything. seth was definitely one of the more extroverted members of the pack so it was pretty easy to keep a conversation going with him while the two of you waited for speeches to start. 

seth's phone had been lighting up nearly every minute since the two of you sat down but he hadn't checked it until sam uley's name lit up the screen as he called him.

"you can take it," you reassured with a laugh when you saw how torn seth looked about answering the phone. he offered you a grateful smile before he was getting up and grabbing his phone.

"i'll be right back, my mom is right over there if you need anything and-" he started rambling, clearly a bit worried about leaving one of the imprintee's by themselves at a table surrounded by mingling vampires.

"promise i'm fine, go answer the phone, clearwater!" you called with a laugh as he playfully rolled his eyes before walking off to take the call in quiet.

with his newfound absence, you suddenly realized just how badly you had to use the bathroom and were quickly getting up and heading into the house to use one of the restrooms. 

after doing your business, you washed your hands and checked yourself in the mirror, quickly reapplying some lipgloss before you were fixing your hair.

you'd worn a simple updo that leah had helped you with (despite the fact that she refused to go, she was quite helpful when it came to getting you ready) and just had on a little black dress with some cute kitten heels you'd thrifted with quil a few weeks prior.

once you were satisfied with how you looked, you came back outside through the side door because of your fear of accidentally interrupting any of the speeches that were supposed to be taking place just outside the back door momentarily. 

you'd only made it a few feet before you heard some commotion followed by what you were pretty sure was sam uley's voice. so, with a newfound purpose, you peeked around the corner only to see jacob getting dragged off by paul and jared while sam, edward, seth, and emmett spoke. bella looked quite jarred but before you could think about coming over to her, you heard some of the trees next to you rustle before the one and only quil ateara was stepping out from the treeline.

"quil," you breathed out a sigh of relief when you saw him, your shoulders dropping as you stepped over to him. quil smiled when he heard you say his name, opening his arms so he could pull you into a tight hug.

"hey lovebug," he murmured, using the dumb nickname you'd been coined by him one unfortunate evening at emily's house. despite his playful words, he pressed his lips to your hair as he took you in, his tight grip on you letting you know he was definitely a bit stressed about not having you nearby all that day.

"is everything okay?" your question came out a little bit muffled thanks to the way he was now holding your head to his chest with one hand, the other still wrapped tightly around your waist.

quil didn't seem to notice or mind, not loosening his grip as he responded, "jacob finally came back from his canada getaway and threw a fit. they're all fine though," he reassured, voice quiet.

you hummed, "threw a fit about what?" you asked, slowly lifting your head from his chest despite his grip so you could look up at him, even though you were currently in heels, he still somehow managed to tower over you. 

"apparently thinks edward is gonna fuck her so hard he kills her," he mumbled a bit sheepishly as your eyes widened at his words.

you moved to respond but no words came out, just gawking at quil for a few moments before the two of you burst into laughter over how dumb the whole thing was.

quil wrapped both arms around you again, pulling you tight to his chest as you laughed it out for a minute, "are you being for real?" you asked, another giggle leaving your lips which had quil also laughing again.

"i don't even know how i'd make something like that up," he responded, both of you in stitches again over his response.

after a few moments, your giggles and his laughs died down and he was pressing his lips to your hair again while slowly rocking the two of you from side to side as he gave you a moment to compose yourself.

"did seth leave?" you whispered, peeking up at him in hopes that he'd be confirming seth did in fact leave so you could get out of there with your imprinter. 

quil hummed and nodded, "sam's dragging all of us out," he confirmed, "says we're making him look bad," he added, both of you letting out quiet laughs again before you were peeking over to see sam watching the two of you and seth offering quil a thumbs up. both boys disappeared into the darkness of the woods a moment later and you caught bella and edward heading back over to the main reception.

breathing out another sigh of relief, you allowed your gaze to drift back up to quil, "can we leave?" you asked softly, voice hushed as though you thought he might judge you for asking, "these heels are making my feet hurt," you quickly added to bolster your case. 

even though you feet were pretty much fine, you were a little paranoid of looking too interested in quil. thanks to both of you refusing to slap a label on your relationship, you two were always tiptoeing around anything that seemed too "couple-y."

you knew quil didn't buy your little lie but he didn't seem too interested in calling you out on it, "want me to drive you home?" he asked, also clearly worried about sounding too eager about the prospect of spending alone time together.

you quickly nodded, "yes please," you whispered and his heart nearly melted as you watched him with doe eyes, subconsciously doing that cute little thing where you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth while you waited for his response. 

"let's do it then," quil smiled, releasing you from his grip so he could wrap one arm around your waist while he guided the two of you back to his car parked down the street. 

you weren't entirely sure why on earth he drove to the cullen's instead of just shifting but decided against asking about it as he opened the passenger door for you and helped you in before coming around to get in the driver's side. 

"did you eat anything yet?" he asked as he got the car on, pulling out into the street after a moment so he could start making the drive back to your apartment.

"not really," you murmured, suddenly much more interested in the material of your dress as you explained before he could give you a mini talking to on eating more, "the food was horrible, you could definitely tell someone who doesn't eat human food chose that menu," you added peeking up after a moment when quil didn't respond.

his lips were curled into a smile before he let out a laugh, "you wanna get chocolate shakes from mcdonald's?" he asked, already knowing how much you loved those stupid shakes thanks to how easily he picked up on the different things (especially foods) you liked and didn't like.

you let out a dramatic sigh of relief, "oh my god yes please," you moaned, both of you laughing as he made the quick drive over to mcdonald’s. 

once the two of you had ordered (definitely ended up being much more than just 2 chocolate shakes) and finally made it back to your apartment, you were ready to pass out from how long the day was. 

while you kicked your heels off, quil brought the takeout bag into your kitchen so you could grab any additional condiments you wanted (which he knew you definitely always did). before you let your nerves about looking too needy get the better of you, you were peeking around the corner to look at quil in the kitchen and ask, “can we eat in my room? i’m exhausted,” 

your cheeks were almost instantly heating up which had quil’s heart melting even more, “you always have the best ideas,” he teased, gathering up the mcdonald’s bag and your ketchup bottle before ushering you the few short steps down the hall and into your room.

as you stepped into your room, you headed over to your dresser to grab a pair of pajamas to wear, mentally cursing yourself for not washing any of your clothes that week yet so all of your cuter pairs were currently sitting at the bottom of your hamper. begrudgingly, you pulled out a pair of sweatshorts and some old t-shirt to get changed into, “you need help with the zipper?” quil asked before you even realized you’d need help.

you already knew leah had to help you earlier that day with zipping it up so you’d definitely need help getting it back down, “yes please,” you responded shyly, spinning around so quil could help get it unzippered.

“won’t look i swear,” quil teased, his lighthearted comment making you giggle as he stepped behind you and gently tugged the zipper down, definitely a tiny bit slower than he’d needed to but neither of you acknowledged that.

quil was a man of his word, dramatically covering his eyes with his hand when you spun back around to see him. you quieted your giggle as you stepped back over to your dresser and quickly got changed into your pajamas, “you can look now,” you reassured when you saw the way he was still dutifully covering his eyes. 

as he lowered his hand, he flashed you a smile, “now we’re talkin’,” he teased before coming around to sit down on your bed, getting under the covers, and pulling the takeout bag over to him so the two of you could finally eat.

you giggled at the comment, following his lead and sitting down on the other side of your bed, allowing him to dramatically toss the comforter over your figure as well. the blush that coated your cheeks at his action had him barely containing his laughter, quil absolutely adoring how easily flustered you could get over being so close to him.

“alright here you go,” quil handed you your chocolate shake and the ridiculously large pack of fries that you’d ordered (you’d actually attempted to order a medium but he was quite insistent on you getting a large, already knowing you’d be snacking on his fries for the rest of the night if you didn’t).

“thank you,” you smiled, setting the fries down in your lap so you could grab the remote from the side table and get something on for the two of you to watch. luckily, you and quil seemed to have pretty similar tastes in most things in life and that included tv shows. 

with that in mind, you quickly got on grey’s anatomy, something the two of you had recently started binging since you’d started to hang out more. you hadn’t actually watched all that much of it, instead using it as an excuse to cuddle together and eventually make out while it played in the background.

quil hummed in approval when he saw what you were putting on, flashing you a smile when you peeked up at him for approval, “c’mere,” he chuckled, wrapping his free arm around your figure to pull you into his side, pressing his lips to the crown of your hair to muffle his laughter when he saw how much deeper the blush in your cheeks got. 

despite your flushed expression, you were quickly curling into his side, resting your head against his chest so you could listen to his steady heartbeat for a few moments. quil slid his hand down to your hip, rubbing gentle circles against the fatty flesh there while you sipped away at your milkshake, occasionally dipping one of the fries into it to add to the experience.

“can you spend the night? or do you have patrol in the morning?” you asked softly, attempting to keep your blush to yourself so you didn’t bother to lift your head from his chest as you continued to watch the scene currently playing out on your tv screen while you waited for his response. 

quil hummed and nodded, “i can stay,” he smiled, pressing his lips to your hair again for another gentle kiss, “don’t have patrol until later on,” he added, gently squeezing your hip which had you giggling, both his touch and words sending a rush of positive emotions through your brain.

“thank you,” you pressed a quick kiss to his t-shirt clad chest to express your gratitude, the action leaving quil chuckling again as he squeezed you tighter to him for a moment.

“i’m the one that gets to spend the night with a pretty girl, don’t gotta thank me for anything,” he teased, both of you laughing at the adjective he’d used to describe you. you took another sip of your milkshake before handing it to him, quil laughing again when he realized what you were doing, “you done?” he asked, taking the nearly finished milkshake from your hands to set it down on the side table when you hummed and nodded.

you nuzzled his chest with a yawn, curling further into him as you suddenly realized just how tired you were from the long day, “you can go to sleep, i’ll turn the tv off once you’re out,” he reassured, already knowing just how irritated you’d get over waking up in the middle of the night from the tv still playing after falling asleep.

you smiled, peeking up at him again, “thank you,” you whispered, giggling when he leaned down to sneak a quick kiss against your lips, “you’re the best,” you added, pecking his lips one more time before you settled for curling back into his side.

quil hummed contentedly, hugging you close to his side while he allowed you to get comfortable on him. you threw your free arm over his chest so you could lazily wrap yourself around him, quickly finding the perfect spot to fall asleep on.

while you drifted off, quil stayed up a little while longer just taking you in while some random grey’s anatomy episode played in the background. within the hour, quil was confident you were in a deep enough sleep to turn the tv off without waking you so he clicked it off before gently rolling the two of you over so he could spoon you. you didn’t seem to disturbed by the change in position, just humming in your sleep as he pulled you close so the two of you could get some sleep.

[4oureyesreader]

wpack memes ✫彡

which wpack member is who? :D

[leth-writes]

wolf pack x reader who went missing? :>

🌌 anon

Hello, my lovely galaxy anon!

Wolf pack x reader who went missing

So for this one, I think most of the characters would react the same so I’m going to do general headcanons

I think the panic would be palpable. Your wolf would be absolutely inconsolable. It’s hard enough having an imprint who is soft and fragile, just a human, but having you go missing is an amalgamation of their worst fears.

Drives the others crazy through the mental bond, picturing the worst case scenarios constantly and being unable to focus on anything else except you.

Searches all of your most common hangout spots, desperately trying to catch your scent so they can go on a more dedicated hunt for you.

The whole pack creates a schedule, everyone either looking for you throughout the surrounding woods or checking up on the places you would frequent. The whole pack understands the urgency and can only feel deep sympathy for your wolf, knowing that they would react the exact same way if their imprint went missing. 

If it turns out you’ve been taken, most likely by an enemy vampire, they call the Cullens in and full out attack, ripping them to shreds in a heartbeat. Luckily, they got to you quickly enough you haven’t been too hurt.

Slightly more likely is you simply getting lost in the woods; you thought you would be able to find your way, given how much time you spend exploring with your wolf, but you had overestimated your abilities and ended up getting stranded in the middle of unfamiliar territory. They find you, then they don’t let you leave their side for at least a month, paranoid you’ll get lost and die in the woods.

[mxlti-lover]

Sick {Paul Lahote}

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

Warnings: none, just a sad Paul.

Word Count: 1059

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

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

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

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

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

That is until you heard the front door opening.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

~ ~ ~

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

~ ~ ~

I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading!🫶

- Paige

[sadembryhours]

twilight masterlist ♥︎

now playing : “i leave you for a few minutes, and the wolves descend.”

things change [but not him.] ♥︎ synopsis : autistic!reader goes to a new restaurant and the atmosphere gets the best of them | he is left unnamed! can b platonic or romantic, whichever <3

EMBRY

autistic!quil + autistic!reader ♥︎ polyamorous relationship w embry

PAUL

♥︎ nothing yet

QUIL

autistic!quil + autistic!reader ♥︎ polyamorous relationship w embry

JARED

♥︎ nothing yet

SETH

♥︎ nothing yet

LEAH

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