#send wolf jake thoughts thanks

[b1mbodoll]

pairings: sim jaeyun x f! reader

warnings: werewolf! jake + knotting + biting + blood + dub / noncon + creampies + breeding + slight mention of impreg + dacryphilia

💌: haiiiii.. enjoy. BEWARE DUB / NONCON!!!!!!!!!! i love kinktober, unfortunately dont think i could ever participate but it’s october and i love wolves and jake and knotting

werewolf jake that tries so hard to keep his lycan side a secret from you. you’re so sweet, so fucking innocent and it drives him crazy; makes it harder to keep from fucking his knot into you as he pounds your tight cunt, harder to keep from sinking his teeth into your soft neck and claiming you.

but god, does he want to.

he constantly thinks about how you’d react if he exposed himself to you. would you be afraid of him? scream and cry as his thick knot swells inside of your tiny pussy? push him away when you see those long, dangerous canines inching closer to your vulnerable throat?

or would you pull him closer, wrap your legs around him as he rams your cervix with each thrust? maybe even tilt your head to the side and slide your hands into his hair, pressing his face into your neck so he can easily nip at you.

jake doesn’t know what he’d do if you began to fear him.. if you scrambled to run away before he had the chance to plug you with his knot. he doesn’t know if he’d be able to bring himself to stop fucking you.

it’s wrong and sick and he knows it, but he doesn’t seem to care when his instincts take over as he’s fucking you one night, his claws and canines itching to grow the closer he gets to cumming. there’s absolutely no way he can part from your tight hole that’s gripping him so tight he can barely pull out, so he doesn’t.

he all but growls when you clench around him, lost in pleasure and moaning when a particularly hard thrust has you squeezing your eyes shut and coating his cock in a ring of cream. it’s enough to send your boyfriend over the edge, his cock thickening up at the base before his mouth finds your tit and his teeth draw blood.

the pain brings you back to your senses and horror fills your mind when you see the furry ears on his head and the rivulets of blood staining his chin. you’d heard stories of werewolves but you’d never imagined jake, your sweet and kind jake was one.

you struggle and writhe beneath him but it’s no use; how can a human overpower an apex predator? it only works to anger him, a guttural growl making your eyes well up with tears and shake your head no, lost for words.

but he doesn’t seem to register your rejection.. or maybe he simply doesn’t care because he continues to abuse your sensitive cunt, using you for his pleasure, pinning you down with a single hand, and wiping your tears with a clawed finger.

he doesn’t stop, can’t stop, until youre properly bred: full of his thick, sticky cum and his knot keeps it deep inside, ensuring you’d carry his pups.

jake’s no longer in control of himself and it shows in the way he’s fucking you. each thrust is harder than the last and you swear his cock is going to split you in half, it hurts but a part of you likes it; you like being manhandled and used like his breeding bitch, the feeling of his tongue licking your sore chest and especially, the way his cock throbs and twitches inside of you.

all you can do is lie there and take what he chooses to give, cumming again when ropes of his warm cum paint your inner walls and the tip of his dick slides past your cervix, completely flooding your womb.

you’re so fucking full, his length deeper than ever and his knot stretches your hole, keeping jake from pulling out.

but it’s not enough for the wolfboy, his tail is.. wagging? as he humps into you, the push and pull of his hips making you whine.

you weren’t meant to take such a large cock but it doesn’t matter, he made it fit and he’ll continue to push your limits until he’s content.

[heesingshoon]

ℕ𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕪 𝔻𝕠𝕘

A/N: If you guys don't know, Nasty Dog is a song that's been popular lately. It's by Sir mix-a-lot and the song is just good. If you've heard "Ride" or "Baby got Back" you'd know his music. ANYWAY this is a Jake fic. Why?.. Because Jake is a sweet puppy... Who I firmly believe could be a nasty dog... :] ...I just thought it would be fitting, you know?.. You know?

Pairings: Jake x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut... Straight filth... No plot Unprotected seggz (My brothers out there, KEEP IT BAGGED. thanks) I probably missed something somewhere... If I did, let me know? Please? Maybe? Perchance? Lmao. Love you, reader. Mwah.

As you lay on your back, your boyfriend stares down at you. The look on his face is a mix of emotions. Hunger, desire, lust. He basically growls as he bends down to kiss your neck, biting a bit before he pulls away.

"Fuck, Kitty... You're so beautiful from here... I could just devour you..." He can't help but huff, trying to catch his breath.

So... You might be curious of how... This... Started. Well, just a couple of hours ago, Jake and you were cuddling. Being cute, nuzzling nose against nose, and you even had a few friends over. They just cringed at you both as friends do, but you knew they were okay with you both.

Now... What started for Jake, was dinner. The entire meal, you kept sending him pictures you took before your friends came over. You in his favorite lingerie had him absolutely insane. He stared at you the whole time and your friends just took it as him admiring his girlfriend. But his head was being flooded with thoughts.

The moment your friends left, he pounced. Those two hours of having to hide his aching and raging boner was probably the worst two hours of his life. He needed you, and he needed you bad. He grabbed your waist and pushed you to the couch. He climbed over you, pulling you in for a deep kiss. One that was sloppy, uncoordinated, and absolutely lustful.

You reach to run your hands through his hair but he doesn't let you touch him, gripping your wrists and pinning them to your sides. "Don't you fucking dare think you're allowed to touch me after the shit you just pulled."

You whimper, but it just fires him up more. He bites down on your lip, hard enough to bruise, before lifting you and carrying you to the bed:

And that's where you are now. He stares down at you and if you were to compare him to anything, it would be a hungry, angry, wolf. One you'd only find at the end of mating season and he didn't get any help through the whole thing.

You'd admit, it was a bit scary. Seeing your boyfriend above you, staring into what felt like your soul. He stared for so long you weren't even sure if he was conscious. You both sat there, breathing.

After what felt like eternity, he leaned down and kissed you hard enough to ensure the bite would bruise. He grips the back of your neck, using his arm to hold himself above you.

You felt him hold back choking you, the way his hand would tighten slightly but he'd flinch back. You tapped his hand and pressed his thumb to your throat.

Thankfully, he got the message... But that was bad for you... Because he immediately moved his hand from the back to the front of your neck, pressing his palm at your throat and his thumb pressing at your vocal cords.

He finally got done kissing you. He pulled back to look at the damage. A busted lip from the bite and a bruise from the pressure. "Fuck, yes... I could get used to seeing you like this, Kitten. Being my little play toy... You wanna be my play toy?" Your whimpers only lead him on more. You cry slightly and he growls, the sound coming straight from his diaphragm. "Heh... Fuck, Kitty... Yeah? You like the thought? I'll make you my play toy, I promise. I'll absolutely ravish you."

He then pulls off your clothes as if it was just another Tuesday for him, leaving you in the lingerie he knew you'd been wearing the whole time.

The moment you're exposed to him, he leans to use his mouth on one nipple as his hand plays with the other. You moan out and it's like music to his ears. He can't help but bite your nipple ever so painfully as you cry out his name.

He finally pulls away after what felt like forever before kissing down your belly to your core. He spreads your legs apart and he uses his middle finger to play with the rim of your opening.

You squirm and try to move your hips for friction. He noticed what you were trying to do, so he pulled his hand back. "Ah, ah, ah, Kitty... You gotta be good for me while I play with you. What kind of play toy fights back? Not you, right? Because you're a good kitten for me?" you can't help but nod and whimper. "Good girl. I knew you'd understand. Be good, lay back, relax, and let me destroy you."

You gasp as he moves his head to your dripping cunt. Your hands fly to his hair and he groans. Oh how he loves the feeling of you hurting him as he pleases you.

He suckles at your clit and bites down a bit as his fingers move to spread you open. He immediately finds your g-spot and plays with it as he basically makes out with your pussy. The more you grip at his hair and scream his name, the harder he sucks and bites your clit.

You feel your stomach tighten and you moan out for him to continue. He knows what you're crying for and pulls away. "Kitty... Kitty baby, you can't cum yet. It's not good to leave me lonely, right? It's rude to cum and leave me blue balled."

You whimper and reach up to touch him. He holds your hands above your head. "Oh baby... Let me hold this control over you. You know you love it."

He pulls back to undress himself. You see his cock spring out and your mouth waters. "Oh? Hungry? You sure look it." He pulls you up by your hair and taps his tip on your lips. The precum coating your lips. "Open up for me, Kitty."

You follow his command, opening your mouth to swallow him. He groans, making you feel like you're floating as he fucks into your throat.

The sheer force of hold he has you in makes you worry about his thoughts, wondering if he's even conscious, but it goes away when he just speaks to you like you're the rarest piece of jewels.

"Fuck, you look so pretty like this it's driving me up the fucking wall, pretty." His hold on you loosens as he nears his end. He cums deep down your throat and as you swallow you can't help but giggle. The look of confusion, clear on his face. "Wh-What? Did I look weird? I-I'm sorry, just... I got really into it an—"

"No, no, baby. Not that. You looked absolutely gorgeous. Just... You didn't last as long as normal." You giggle more, kissing his hip as he looks away with a flushed face. "Baby? Want me to take over?"

He snaps his head back quickly and immediately shuts that idea out of the window with how quick he was to pull you by the wrist and pin you down. "If you think for one second that I'm not about to fuck the absolute hell out of you, so bad to the point you're screaming my name, you're insane."

You simply just submit to him, ready for him to do as he pleases. He takes that as a sign to continue. He grabs you by your hair and kisses you deeply, pushing you against the bed to hold you down to spread your legs and rest them on his shoulders. "Fuck, kitty... You're so gorgeous... I could ruin you right now and die a happy man."

Your flush is evident, going beet red as your lover stands before you, laughing lightly as you look so cute for him. He rubs the tip of his cock along your opening. "Please, Jake... Just do it, pleas—Ah!"

He didn't let you get another word out, bottoming out in one swift thrust. He grips your thighs as he pounds into you at a rapid pace, one you didn't know the human body could go, deeper into you more than you thought his cock could go.

The sounds escaping your mouth as you go into a pit of pleasure, unable to see or think straight, are like the most beautiful melody he's ever heard. He wants you, needs you, to keep making those sounds. He bites down on your calf as he watches shake underneath him, clenching around his cock. He muffles his own sounds, leaving love bite after love bite on your legs.

He moves your legs around his waist before bending down to kiss you as he fucks into you. His entire body heats up as he listens to the smacks of your lips to his and the sound of his balls hitting your ass every time he thrusts. His hand moves between you both to rub your clit, extracting more sounds of pleasure from your lips.

"S-So close!!" You scream out, holding him close. His legs that were getting tired suddenly gained an enormous amount of energy.

Fucking into you at a scary pace, he kissed down your neck biting at your shoulder. "Cum for me, pretty. Fuck, pretty, cum for me. Milk me of everything I have and coat me in all of your pleasure."

You cry out, your orgasm hitting you hard and triggering his. You both climb over the edge together and hold each other close as he helps you ride out your high, before pulling out and laying beside you.

"Fuck, baby... You felt so good, and damn you look so good. Never, in a million years, send me pictures of you in something that fucking beautiful. I almost fucked you in front of our friends, y/n."

You can't help but laugh as you kiss his cheek and hold him close. "Kay... I love you."

"I love you too, beautiful."

I was gonna post this on my birthday... But it's in 2 days sooo... :3 Now's good enough.

It was a bit rushed, I'm sure you could tell.

[mayhemories]

Neteyam x reader dealing with the change between the forest and the reef. Fluff plssssssss but also kinda smutty.

I don't know how to describe it but can the reader want to mate with Neteyam bc they haven't yet and the reader doesn't know how to bring it up. and she is like worried about being a virgin

idk i cant stop thinking about Neteyam x reader sex on the beach

(doesn't have to be like actual smut if you are uncomfy)

What A Blessing

Oh, thank you so much for the request! I really enjoyed writing it. I hope I did it some kind of justice. I didn't commit to the smut in this part, but I was kinda envisioning a smutty pt 2. to this fic, so let me know if you'd want that <3

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x Reader (James Cameron’s Avatar) 

Requested: Yes | No

Warnings: Spicy Fluff? Straight Fluff. Neteyam has 1 (one) dirty thought, god forbid, let him live. Reader has a chat about sex and mating. 

Words: 2.6k

Author’s Notes: 

Minors DNI (no smut explicitly but still not for you guys, okay?) 

Listened to How Can I Make It OK? - Wolf Alice, nonstop writing this. So if you want the vibe, there it is.

Neteyam is 19, reader is 18/19, Lo’ak, Kiri and Tsireya are 17. Lil Tuk girl queen is the same age as the movie because I will protect her childhood. 

Please note that the reader utilises she/her pronouns. If you’d prefer male or gender-neutral pronouns in fic I’m more than happy to repost a male or gn version of the story, otherwise include any pronoun preferences in the request box!

Read below the cut:

Having Neteyam as your promised mate was a blessing. Having the security of someone so beautiful, strong and kind was priceless. A blessing. Having the Sully family as your fortress: Jake as your father-in-law and the Olo'eyktan, Neytiri as the mother you only ever dreamed of, Mo’at and all her teachings, the wisdom of the T’sahik that she instilled in you, for the future. Lo’ak as the annoying thorn in your side, but a thorn that opened your eyes to new sides of Pandora, nonetheless. Kiri as your sister in spirit, someone who felt Eywa like you did, someone who did not forget the power of her strength during hardships. And little Tuk, someone who made you laugh, and play and sparked the power of your imagination like it had been when you were little. 

And of course, your beloved Neteyam. With his broad chest, and broader smile. Honey eyes that could spring from docile to alert and tracking in seconds. With his sweet laugh and sweeter, protective nature of his siblings and his clan members. Being Neteyam Sully’s love was a blessing, was a strong fortress. Being in love with him was simple and easy. As was loving his family. Everything was perfect. 

Until it just wasn’t anymore. 

“No, Neteyam” you sighed. Sitting on the side of your shared bed, Neteyam kneeling in front of you, your hands weaved together. “I don’t understand.” your voice was soft, the tears streaking down your face were softer still. 

“My love, my father has decided,” Neteyam spoke softly, as if not to frighten you. “I must leave, my family must leave for the safety of the clan, for their longevity.” You loosed a sad chuckle, shaking your head sending rouge braids that Tuk has made flying around the perimeter of your face. 

“No, Neteyam, I don’t understand why you are talking like I am not coming with you.” You felt something fierce awaken in your small, beating heart. You were rarely like this, but when you were, Neteyam knew there was no point. 

“My love you know you can go anywhere, do anything you choose, I will never be able to stop you.” A sweet smile graced his lips, sighing he continued, “you know my only wish in this life is to keep you safe.” 

Gently, you wiped your face clean of salty tears, bending down to meet him on the floor of your sleeping quarters. You held Neteyam’s eyes with your own. And he knew in that moment, that he could never be parted from you. In this life and the next, he would always be with you. 

“I will always be safe when I am with you, Neteyam.” 

Finally landing the Ikran on the sand was instant relief to you. Your thighs were chaffed and your skin felt so dry like you had been whipped, skin peeling, ripped from the constant barrage of the coastal wind. Dismounting, your legs felt wobbly, like a baby taking its first steps. Neteyam kept his hands on your waist, stabilising you. You were no hunter, no rider really. That was all Neteyam. But, a keen herbalist, forager, spiritualist. You were his balance, or rather, you were supposed to be his T’sahik. 

The sun was so warm on your skin as you waited for the leaders of the Metkayina to accept your plea for refuge. You did not know if it was the delirium from the long flight, or whether the anxiety of being turned away caught up with you, but you felt like you were floating in and out of existence. One moment you were standing, the next walking with all your belongings to your new home, the next you were sitting in the intricately woven marui pod, unpacking everything and anything that meant something to you. 

Neteyam’s hands, calloused from the Ikran’s reigns and the grooves of his bow, found your slumping shoulders. Small circles being rubbed into your mistreated skin. 

“My love, are you happy?” Neteyam whispered over the sensitive curl of your ear. 

“Can I be honest with you, Neteyam?” You asked, turning to face him. He scanned your face for any signs of anxiety, happiness, indifference. Tightening his brows, as well as the grip on your shoulders. 

“Of course, always.” 

You smiled at that, he was still the same, despite it all. 

“I am worried I will not thrive here, that I will be dead weight.” You wrung your hands and wrists, head cast down, to escape his gaze, but also in shame, admitting your fear to him. To Neteyam. Your perfect Neteyam who could do no wrong. 

“I’m too worried, that I will be dead weight.” Neteyam sighed. Your head sprung up, confused. Your hands found either side of his face.

“Are you stupid or something?” Neteyam smirked slightly, his hands snaking up to rest on yours. “Neteyam, everything you touch turns to gold, you can’t really fail at anything.” He laughed at you, a proper stomach laugh.

“Care to share that tidbit with my father when you get a chance-” Rolling your eyes, you cut him off. 

“Neteyam, I’m serious.” You felt yourself starting to pout. 

“Take some of your own advice, huh.” Neteyam captured your eyes again. With a small peck on your pursed lips, he whispered: “You have medical training, you have intelligence and a strong heart.” One of his hands rested on your chest, roughly where you knew your heart would be. “You are connected to Eywa, you are connected to me. Forever.” You couldn’t help but smile. Oh Jesus, Neteyam he always knew exactly what to say. “My love Eywa will never turn her back on you, and I will always protect you from anything that might come.” 

Loving him was so easy, especially when he said things like that. 

He held your hands as you both stood up. 

“Now, let’s get some fresh water into you.” You chuckled, you knew you were dehydrated beyond belief. “And maybe some salve for that chafe too, huh.” He chuckled at you, pinching your side as you giggled, leaning into his safe arms. 

A blessing. 

The days quickly burned into weeks, the weeks into months. Your training with Tsireya and Ao’nung went well, to your surprise. You found breathing easy, as you could imagine the lungs filling and deflating. Though, Kiri teased you that Eywa decided you must be good at everything. Yet, all you saw was how naturally it came to Kiri and Tuk, themselves. You’d never admit it to Neteyam, but you preferred riding the Ilu. 

It came a bit harder for Neteyam and Lo’ak, but they were dedicated. Neteyam wanted to uphold the promise he made to Jake, that he would pull his weight, stay out of trouble, and bring no shame to the family. Lo’ak was driven by holding Tsireya’s attention. Which, you decided, wasn’t the worst idea Lo’ak had ever had. 

You liked Tsireya, Ao’nung… not so much, though after his big fight with Lo’ak and Neteyam, he had been more tolerable to be around. 

Tsireya and you sat side by side on the sand. You talked about anything and everything. She would often help you with your hair, and you would often help her with Lo’ak. You both had been trained as Tsakarem and loved the Sully boys. As different as they were, you knew better than anyone else, all Sully boys were the same breed.

Her fingers were in your hair, trying to get Tuk’s random braids and beads out before she properly weaved your hair into some kind of intricate braid pattern. 

“How did you know Neteyam was the one?” Tsireya asked, though you knew she sat right with you, you knew her mind was thousands of miles away, with a certain Sully. You giggled, knowing that you were like this once. Maybe, you still were like this, though your love for Neteyam was not so young and fresh and scary, all at once, like Tsireya and Lo’ak. 

Neteyam was running down the beach with Tuk, he felt sorry that he had not spent as much time with her as he used to. They collected every shell that she deemed pretty enough, placing them into a makeshift bucket Neteyam had fashioned out of a palm husk. 

“Look!” Shouted Tuk, Neteyam expected another pretty shell, but he looked up to where his little sister was pointing. “It’s (y/n) and Tsireya.” Neteyam smiled at her happiness, but also at how happy and content you looked. 

Giggling with your newfound friend, talking animatedly, using your hands, as you so often did when you were passionate about something. You looked so carefree in the late afternoon light, the pale pink hue stretching out across the sand. Neteyam realised, you finally looked your age. So young and full of life. 

The inappropriate edges of his mind could not help but think about mating you on the sand, then and there. All the mewling sounds that he knew he could coax from you, if only he was given the chance. 

He quickly shook his head, as if to throw the image out of his brain and onto the sand. He refocused on Tuk again. 

“Hey, don’t bother them yeah?” Neteyam said softly, holding a shell out for Tuk to take. “They look like they’re having fun.” Tuk twisted her nose up, but eventually agreed, digging her little fingers back in the sand, sifting to find the prettiest shell, just for you. 

“So,” Tsireya started again, still doing your hair. You watched Neteyam and Tuk, further down the beach. Your heart was warm, blooming in adoration for him all over again. “You love Neteyam that much, but you two are yet to mate” all the blood pooled into your cheeks, across your nose and the tips of your ears. Talking about your virginity with Tsireya was new, but not unwanted, you supposed. “How come?” She finished your hair, sitting across from you, cross-legged like children in lessons. 

“We haven’t spoken about it really.” You started, playing with your new braids shyly. “Neteyam was very sought after back home, I am not entirely sure what he did and did not do with others.”

Tsireya covered her mouth while she giggled softly, you mirrored her actions, still shy to be broaching the topic at all. 

“And you?” She asked. You quirked your eyebrows in confusion, not really sure what she was asking. “Have you ever done anything? With Neteyam or otherwise?” 

You knew you must be almost purple in the face, the blood pooling behind your deep blue skin. 

“We kiss of course, but that is all.” You kept your eyes on Neteyam further down the beach, worried the ocean breeze would carry your conversation. “so far.” you added, hastily, in case the wind did betray you. 

Tsireya looked behind her, at Neteyam and Tuk, and then back at you and your eyes, full of longing for the elder Sully boy. 

“Neteyam! Tuk!” Tsireya called out, you hissed. 

“Ah! What are you doing?” You still felt nervous after admitting these things aloud to Tsireya. 

“Come join us!” Tsireya ignored you, but beckoned the two Sully’s over. Tuk came bounding, a bright smile on her little face, braids bouncing as she ran. 

“We collected shells for you! And for mommy too.” She said proudly. Showing off her palm husk full of shells, some stunning, truthfully. Others were broken or chipped. But to Tuk, they were beautiful all the same. 

Neteyam sat next to you quietly, thighs brushing. You felt like you were going to pass out, still embarrassed from the conversation with Tsireya, which Neteyam knew nothing about. But his presence, though usually a blessing, was too much. 

“Oh wow!” Tsireya exclaimed, causing Tuk to smile wider. “Shall we take them to show your mommy? I feel like she would want to see them!” Tsireya asked Tuk in a sing-song voice. They stood up so quickly, Tsireya holding hands with Tuk, Tuk leading the charge back to the village. 

You were lost for words. Tsireya had set you up, alone, with Neteyam, just before eclipse. She confirmed this with a sly wink thrown over her shoulder. You couldn’t help but stare at their retreating figures.

It was stupid really. Neteyam was your promised mate, your love, your everything. And a few words exchanged in confidence with your best friend regarding your lack of sex life has caused you to be in shambles. 

Neteyam could see the remnants of blush resting upon your high cheekbones. And, he’s not stupid, he saw Tsireya’s pointed wink. Putting a braid behind your tinted ear, he started:

“So, what did you two talk about? You seemed like you were having fun.” Neteyam smiled, elbowing you in the side. 

Loving him was so easy, why couldn’t mating be easy too? Why couldn’t having sex with him be the easiest thing to do? 

“Neteyam,” You released a breath you weren’t even aware that you were holding. “Have we not mated yet because of my lack of knowledge in pleasure?” It was a stupid question, you knew that. But you couldn’t get the seed of the thought out of your mind, now that it had been sown. 

Neteyam felt all the blood in his body rush to his face, it was his turn to blush he supposed. 

“How could you even think that?” He chuckled, holding your face in his hands. The heat of your face radiating outwards. “Do you think I have so much experience? Of course not.” 

You felt foolish now, so you leaned into it for once. 

“So you do want to mate with me then?” You asked, your voice only slightly louder than a whisper. 

Neteyam laughed. 

Not a sweet chuckle, or a nervous giggle, a full-blown laugh. 

You instantly retreated into yourself, not expecting him to laugh at you, despite the foolishness. 

“Oh Eywa, help me,” Neteyam started, seeing your embarrassed figure pulling your knees to your chest. “My love,” Neteyam grabbed your chin in his strong fingers, forcing you to look him in his amber eyes, now lust-blown and heavy-lidded. “I think about mating with you every day. It’s the first thing I think of in the morning, the last thing I think about at night, I dream of it, of you my darling.” His genuine confession set your heart racing, your blush fighting tooth and nail to be at the forefront of your face. “My (y/n) I couldn’t even witness you sitting on the beach with a friend without thinking about it.”

He always knew what to say. Loving him was easy. What a blessing. 

That mantra ran circles around your mind as you listened to him. 

“If I’m being honest, we have not yet mated because I am scared,” Neteyam spoke softly again as if his admission was going to float away in the breeze. “I am scared that one day you will wake up and want to leave me.” His voice broke slightly. 

You audibly gasped, this boy. 

“Neteyam, you know I would never leave you,” your fingers found their home in his hair, despite his grip on your chin. “I love you, I see you.” 

Neteyam smiled. The eclipse rapidly approached behind him, and in the moonlight, his skin glowed, he radiated such pureness, you never wanted to let it go. 

Never wanted to let him go. 

“I see you too, my love. Always” He kissed all over your face, making sure to get every freckle, every smile line, every inch. “We can mate whenever you want my love, whenever you want.” 

“Eywa has blessed me with you, Neteyam.” You giggled. 

You couldn’t wait much longer, you needed to mate with him. Entwine your bodies and souls for life.

As he kissed your lips with his soft, plump pair, all you could think of was, 

Loving Neteyam was easy, so easy, like breathing. It was natural, it was right, it was forever. It was a blessing, it was a fortress. 

You will never know what you did to be so blessed with the gift of Neteyam. 

Additionally, you also couldn’t wait to tell Tsireya.

[reanbowful]

pocky game with them (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)???

Hi anon! Gahhh this is too cute!!! Thank you sm for requesting this I love you so much!!!

“pocky kiss”

if you play a pocky game with them

(ben, alex, jake, donald, wolf)

ben park / park humin

(you guys have to know that I was punching air while writing this knowing I won’t ever be able to have something like this with him)

The corniest, cutest, most beloved, disgustingly sweet couple ever.

You were on a date together with Ben-

Well, you were on a date with Ben. Alex and Gerard came to tag along.

The initial plan was for the three of them to go play pool as usual. But Ben being Ben, fucked up the timeline and you are already in Eunjang to go on your date with him.

Which was today.

So then Ben came up with the most Ben Park idea ever.

He decided that you two can get your date while him and his friends can still hang out. Two birds with one stone!

Obviously Alex and Gerard thought it was a horrible horrible idea.

But you shrugged and invited the two of them along, making them reluctant to reject your offer.

So that brings you all here.

Let me begin by saying how HEAVY you guys are on pda. And it’s even worse for both Alex and Gerard that you two are so unfazed with what’s going on around you. Namely how uncomfortable you two have made them feel.

Ben has his arm around you, looking like an overgrown puppy. Completely oblivious to the way Alex has been averting his gaze and Gerard slurping his water awkwardly.

“Babe.”

“Hm?”

You held out a pocky stick from your parfait in front of Ben’s face.

He took the sugary end into his mouth as you nibbled on the plain side. Biting quickly through the dessert and kissing you after he finished it all.

Gerard and Alex blushed when they see the interaction. It’s even worse that you and Ben merely wiped the edge of your mouth from the whipped cream and continued conversing like normal.

Finally after one torturous hour, your guys each bid your goodbyes as you have to leave for your cram school.

“I’m never going through that again.”

“Same..”

alex go / go hyuntak

It was a truth or dare game.

You were at his house for a sleepover, or as Ben calls it, an ‘Eunjang fun night’. You visibly cringed when you heard him say that.

But anyways.

You guys did what most high schoolers would do at sleepovers.

That’s right, reveal embarrassing stuff, and do embarrassing stuff for you guys to reveal later on at uni.

“Alright, y/n. Truth or dare.”

“Dare.”

“Call your ex and tell him you miss him.”

Alex snapped at the dare that was rolled on Gerard’s phone.

“She’s not going to do that..!”

Oh, did I forget to mention that if you bail there will be a penalty?

You sighed at your boyfriend’s dramatic reaction and went to pick up a pocky stick.

“Alex, come here.”

Putting them in your mouth, you grab Alex by the back of his neck.

He yelped, but recovered quickly. Taking the other end and began to bite his way through the stick. His hands on your waist as you move to straddle him for a better angle.

When you’re done, Alex was still pouting. But with a light blush across his face.

You flicked his forehead, chuckling at his dramatic antics.

“Why so jealous, dummy. You know I’m yours.”

“Still. You can’t.”

“Yes, yes. What do you want me to do? Send a video of us playing the pocky game to him?”

“I DIDN’T SAY THAT!”

jake ji / ji hakho

This scenario with Jake is just sooo fitting.

You guys are having a cooking date together at your house. Wanting to bake a cake for your mother’s birthday.

“Jake, we have all the ingredients, right?”

“Yep, I checked it already.”

“Alright, let’s start.”

(okay, you two are also arguably in nomination for cutest couple on this list right after Ben)

Tying each other’s apron, you rolled your sleeves. Grabbing the mixing bowl to start making the batter.

The whole afternoon consisted of you spilling flour all over the place, Jake accidentally cracking an eggshell into the batter, flour fight, hand mixing since the mixer mysteriously malfunctioned, getting tired hand mixing, double checking the recipe, another flour fight, switching with each other every ten seconds to mix the batter.

And finally, it’s done and in the oven. All ready to bake.

You smiled as you watch the batter rise in the oven, content that you could actually get it done. (neither of you have any baking experience)

“Mm.”

You felt a pat on your shoulder and turned your head to the side, only to be met with Jake holding a pocky stick in his mouth at you. Pointing at it while gesturing for you to come closer.

You shake your head, complying to him for once. He did helped you with the cake and cleaning up after all.

Biting through the pocky stick steadily, he held you by the side of your face as he inches closer.

A ding broke the two of you apart.

You were turning to check on the cake when Jake brought you back to his lips. Making you smile, but still try to pull away.

“Whyyy?”

“Jake, I need to check on the cake.”

donald na / na baekjin

“Stop smoking, it makes you ugly.”

“You say that and you have a cigarette in your mouth right now.”

You both have been trying to quit smoking for a while now (y/n has a tough life too, go easy on them), really feeling like you should start caring for your health these days.

So, it became your new year’s resolution.

But still, old habits die hard.

The two of you still find yourselves buying packs of cigarettes mindlessly and only remembering that you’re quitting after.

“Damn it.”

Naturally, you had to come up with some ground rules.

Opening the jar you guys keep in his office, you take a pocky stick out.

“Donald. Aaa~”

You handed him the end that’s covered in chocolate, putting the plain end into your mouth.

Donald pulled you onto arms as he took the stick into his mouth. Biting away since he knew you disliked chocolate.

You moved your body, sitting him down on his chair once the treat has disappeared into your mouths.

You pressed your lips onto him, tasting the residual chocolate on his tongue.

“Baby, what’s the point of this if you won’t even eat the damn chocolate?”

“Shh. I just need to develop a new addiction.”

wolf keum / keum seongje

It was during Ganghak’s school festival.

His class decided that they can use Wolf’s fame and good looks to rile girls into their booth.

The game: You have two minutes to try and make Wolf’s heart rate go higher than yours. Touching is prohibited, from both the player and from Wolf. If Wolf touches you, then the game stops and you win instantly.

Wolf sighed, the heart rate monitor beside him showing a constant 80-84.

So far, they were securing a great profit.

The guys were too damn scared to even approach the booth, and the girls don’t stand a chance with their stammering and stuttering every time Wolf merely look at them.

“Woah. Look at this booth!”

His eyes darted lazily towards you and your friend.

Damn girls again.

“Welcome to our booth. Entrance fee is 2000 Won. Remember, no touching is allowed.”

Hwangmo explained with a friendly tone.

“Y/N, you can do it, can’t you? I reallyyy want that camera, y/n, pleasee.”

You looked at the camera, it was surely a pretty nice prize for a school event.

“What happens if he touches me?”

“Then you automatically win the grand prize.”

“I’ll do it.”

Wolf is still eyeing you from his seat throughout the time Hwangmo sets the heart rate monitor onto you.

“You ready?”

Putting a pocky stick over your mouth, you leaned over towards him.

Wolf raised one of his eyebrows, but complied anyway. Taking the pocky stick into his mouth as you did the same.

With each bite, both of your faces grew closer to each other. And Wolf was doing fine, until he wasn’t.

As the room between both ends of the pocky stick decreases, his heart rate slowly increases.

It was probably around the three centimetres mark that his heart rate began to jump up like crazy.

102.. 117.. 125..

Can’t take it anymore, he held his hands up to your shoulders to stop you from advancing.

“Oh? He touched me.”

Hwangmo watched in disbelief as you walk away with the digital camera in your hand.

In his seat, Wolf can be seen covering his face with the palm of his hand. A shortness of breath and pink was adorned across his cheeks.

“I guess we’re closing in early..? I mean, the grand prize has already been taken-”

“Whatever, I’m out of here.”

[cherryparliament]

ABOUT ME .𖥔 ݁ ˖

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— essential info

- heyy! my name is les

- she/her; seventeen; afro-latina !

- i suffer from dilfism

— interests

– people

- sabrina carpenter, frank ocean, spencer reid, tv girl, tom ellis, dean/sam winchester, jeffrey dean morgan, mitski, laufey, dave regalski, lorelai gilmore, cohen family, ryan atwood, arctic monkeys, deb smikle, tara yummy, sturniolo triplets, keith powers, madison beer, jake gyllenhaal, shawn mendes, joshua bassett, tony stark, nick miller, jessica day, schmidt, cece, winston, aaron hotchner, emma chamberlain, cody ko

– tv

- modern family, rebelde, velvet, heartbreak high, tvd, the oc, heartstopper, new girl, the wolf of wall street, the perks of being a wallflower, big time rush, marvel, barbie, young royals, barbie: life in the dream house, call me by your name, jessie, brokeback mountain, henry danger, violetta, schitts creek, ugly betty, jane the virgin

– things

- wattpad, ao3, navy blue, cherry red, spanish shows, telenovelas, gossip (in a girly, cutesy way), dilfs, romance books, architecture, vlogs

— what will i post?

- my thoughts lol, dilf related things, things i find funny, characters i love, fics, moodboards, etc.

— faves rn?

- @hoesformatt, @freshsturns, @dreamingofhenry (my pookie)

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thank you for reading, love ya!

[tokiro07]

Since I noticed you at least know about homestuck could I ask you for your thoughts on possible Negations for characters on it? You can choose however many you want, like, just the ones you are interested in or are easy to think about. Or not at all if you are don't wanna.

(Also, HI! Hope you are doing nicely)

Hi, I'm fine! Thanks for asking

So...Homestuck is kind of a difficult one for this on the basis that the power system is element and class-based, meaning that there's a lot of room for overlap

This makes it difficult to differentiate between, say, two Heroes of Time, because both of them are in some way manipulating time. I could theoretically uses the Classes as a guide since they define how Aspects are used, but the specifics were never adequately defined for most Classpects

Thieves, Rogues, Princes and Bards are fairly simple on the basis that these Classes all either steal or destroy their Aspect, which basically make them Negators already in a sense, but the ideas of "stealing an Aspect" and "stealing by using an Aspect" are difficult to make meaningfully different outside of their original context

Outside of those Classes though, most of them are about somehow manipulating or creating their Aspects, which by definition doesn't really line up with the concept of Negators

Still, I'll give it a shot. I'll do the kids and the original Trolls, at least

John, Uncalm - negates the calm of the weather to create gusts of wind

Rose, Unpredictable - negates future events by predicting them, ensuring they will play out differently; Artifact Sunken City allows her to draw on Eldritch powers

Dave, Untimely - negates the current temporal state of an object, reverting it to an older state or forcing it into a future state; Artifact Cheaper by the Dozen allows him to summon clones of himself

Jade, Unspacious - negates the space an object occupies by reducing its size; Artifact Teen Wolf turns her into a werewolf

Jane, Undead - negates her own death (likely doesn't have the imagination to weaponize her body though)

Jake, Unbelievable- negates the belief that something cannot be achieved; normally applies to marksmanship, but Jake's reinterpretation of the rule allows him to manifest other unbelievable actions as well

Roxy, Unimagine - negates the non-existence of objects, allowing her to create objects from nothing

Dirk, Ununified- negates Dirk's sense of self by splitting his consciousness between multiple sources; in his case, Dirk places pieces of his mind into machines such as robots or AI programs, but all are in a sense the true self

Aradia, Unmove - negates a target's ability to move, as if freezing them in time

Tavros, Unwilling - negates a target's willpower and bringing them under his control; due to his interpretation of the Rule, Tavros can only control animals, not sentient life

Sollux, Unhand - negates Sollux's need to touch objects to interact with them, effectively making him telekinetic

Karkat, Unopposed - negates objections to proposed ideas, fostering camaraderie

Nepeta, Unidentified - negates others' ability to recognize Nepeta's true identity, allowing her to pose as others

Kanaya, Unsatisfied - negates Kanaya's ability to sate her hunger; because of her love of vampires, she conflated this feeling with the idea of vampirism, limiting her cravings to blood and allowing her to drain a target of blood through a bite

Terezi, Undecided - negates the consequences of a decision, returning to the point where the decision was made within a reasonable amount of time

Vriska, Unluck - negates a targets luck through contact

Equius, Unseen - negates his own ability to be seen; reinterpretation of this Rule has allowed Equius to be unable to be found through any senses or technologies

Gamzee, Uncontrollable - negates his own sense of self-control, sending him into a berserker rage

Eridan, Unremarkable - negates events that go outside of Eridan's own beliefs, reducing them to being mundane

Feferi, Unfade - negates her own ability to age

That was...slightly easier than anticipated, but a good handful of them were pretty tough and I'm not completely satisfied with all of them, but they work fine I think. Granted, like I said, a lot of the powers in Homestuck aren't fully explored, so there's a good chance these aren't actually accurate reflections of canon

I'm particularly proud of Undecided and Unremarkable, though, they have a lot of potential for versatility

[spaceyflowers]

ok welcome to my longest post ever <3

THANK U AGAIN TO EVERYONE WHO DROPPED BY WITH A SONG I HAD SO MUCH FUN LISTENING TO NEW BOPS AND ADDING THEM TO MY PLAYLISTS 💖💖💖💖

anyone is free to drop by anytime in this post or my inbox or whatever with a song i'll always appreciate song reccs so if youve got brainrot of a song and have no one to share it to, im ur guy (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

(also to the ppl who replied, no need to reply back to me, i just wanted to write my thoughts on the songs <3)

HYUSOLK

@hyusolk

welcome and goodbye, dream ivory - THIS SONG IS WAY TOO DAMN GOOD TO ONLY BE LIKE 2 MINUTES WTF ?!?!! also this is prob bc of my jay association with u but this song makes me think of him <3 imagine him longingly staring out at a starry night sky while he thinks about his love/crush with heartache :((

DAY

@lalaland123456

sexy villain, remi wolf - this is such a nice chill song <333 looove the melody and it def reminds me of gun, goo, and crystal too!! its like. their hot girl summer song LOL

twicecoaster lane 1 album - ur so real for forcing johan to listen to this cute album with u. tbh i could see it being johan's guilty pleasure JSHDKSDJ

JUNE

@gintokilindo

oh my!, seventeen - THIS IS SUCH A CUTE SONG i can def see why you associate it with jay <33

signal, twice - this song is so cute too 😭💖 im imagining silly antics with jay doing his best to send signals to crush saying he likes em jsjdhshd

deja vu, dreamcatcher - this goes hard with its melancholy melody and the rock!! i always love dreamcatcher's music <33 also NOOOO it matches johan so well im visualizing this song playing when zack stood up for johan against gun and johan like. rmbrs zack always being there for him in the past and its like deja vu but bc of his shame he runs away T_T

heart shaker, twice - such a cute song!!! such a zack song too omg im imagining like a cheesy romcom kdrama with zack as main lead <3

best friend, nct dream - this is such a mellow cute song omg ?? and vasco and jace fit so well !! the song is like a gentle view on their friendship 💖

SEI

@kjboobas

kiss me more, doja cat - UGH this is SUCH a jake song its so good and playfully flirty like him 💕💕

love me like you, little mix - very catchy song and it matches jake too omg?! its like the friends to lovers song with him AAAAA

regular, nct - this goes hard im obsessed with the chorus !! also do u not listen to nct as regularly anymore or sumn? 😭

TIMMIE-P

@timmie-p

2 baddies, nct - this is 100% a sammy song LMAO (him showing off or whatever lol) also its pretty catchy >:]

bermuda triangle, zico - OMG THANK U FOR REMINDING ME OF THIS SONG I USED TO LISTEN TO IT 24/7 BACK THEN and associating it with the j high trio ?? such a badass song for them, esp when they showed up for big deal !!!

wow, 3racha - i love 3racha their songs are always so fun and so is this !! and the zack association with it is so real 💪💪

NESSANNESS

@nessanness

nichiyoubi no himitsu, honeyworks - NOO ITS OKAY it doesnt have to be kpop!! thank u for sharing this song its so good!! very cute too T_T 💓 thinking about kenta with it as well got me kicking my feet and giggling it's such a cute fitting song for him in like. a happier au 😭 (ALSO HELLO FELLOW KENTA SIMP)

BIGDEALNO5

@bigdealno5

different, woodz - this song has such good vibes <33 also thottie sammy and krnb???? SJDHWJD YES those match up so well 🤝🤝

AMAI

@padsisdead

omg i got like a whole ass playlist from u thank u skdjsjd

bring it, seventeen - i love the badass chorus twist of this song !! matches power duo zack and johan so well too 💪

feel like, woodz - THE GUITARS AND BASS IN THIS ARE SO SEXY AJSHFJS and i can see why u think its a ryuhei song; its a very good rep of the confidence in his.. rizz LMAO

excuse me miss, shinee - as soon as i read "excuse me miss" i could tell why it fits ryuhei lol its such a mellow soft vibe, it fits his more romantic/non horny side <3

maria, hwasa - a classic!!! 💞💞 the johan association with it works so well, the confidence in both is so 💖

bullshit, gdragon - THIS IS SUCH A COOL SONG OMG??? THE DOG(??) THEME IN IT IS SO JOHAN TOO LIKE THIS IS *THE* SONG FOR GOD DOG/JOHAN AT ITS/HIS PEAK‼️

pinnochio, taemin and bewhy - bewhy and taemin made a collab??! im late bro 😭 anyways this is so good and the lyrics lowkey match dg !!

bad boy, red velvet - i love this song !!!! its also so dg and as u say for him, serving cunt LMAOO

fearless, seventeen - this is such a powerful song holy shit???! it matches zack so well with that energy!!!

spider, hoshi - idk what that bell sounding thing in this song is but i love it so much it makes the song so lively!! also it def has zack's (rare? lol) suave vibes too <3

CAT

@lookismaddict

ITS OKAY CAT KSFJWJD i didn't listen to em all yesterday cause it was late at night and then i had to deal with school the next day 😔 i wanted to wait till i was at home to listen to the songs one after the other with no distractions !! anyways thank u, u basically gave me a playlist 🥺💖💖

lotto, exo - STOP IVE ALWAYS LOVED THIS BANGER AND NOW IM GONNA BE ASSOCIATING IT TO GUN THANKS TO U JSFHJWD it matches his rich ass bastard attitude so much 😭😭😭

pour up, dean - nw i felt like listening to upbeat stuff at the time i posted so thats why i said kpop but im open to anything !! anyways ur so real for this, this song is literally perfect to listen to when imagining gun scenarios 👁️ and tbh i think he'd enjoy this song <3

whatcha doin' today, 4minute - PLEASE THIS SONG IS SO UPBEAT AND FUN IT DEF MATCHES GOO'S ANNOYING/PLAYFUL ASS JSKDHWB

paint the town, loona - omg this song is so fun??!! also what u wrote is so true 😭 when u show this song to him that mf would jam out to this while beating the shit out of ppl fr 💪

fever, enhyphen - oooh i love the vibes of this song <33 and i can see why u say jakemuel B] sidenote, every time u talk about those two in that "��" tone, i always think of u being that one homophobic dog meme looking at them and saying "I Know What You Are" LMAOO

limitless, nct - the chorus is so good !!! also ur right about the lyrics 😭😭😭 (ignoring the romantic parts) the overall melancholy but powerful vibes of the song in general make me think of "desperately clawing for hope" like jake was doing trying to save sinu T_T

bad boy, red velvet - YESSS I LOVE THIS SONG AND UR RIGHT !! like i said for amai this song is like serving cunt and u know what? sometimes sammy does just that SJDHSHD

dun dun dun, everglow - EVERGLOW MAKES SUCH GOOD SONGSSSS THIS ONE GOES HARD!!! also help 😭 forcing sammy to listen to this just to hurt his pride 😭😭😭😭

SOOJUN

@binsoojun

IM GLAD I GAVE U A CHANCE TO LET UR KPOPPIE SHINE 😭😭💖

9 and 3 quarters, txt - omg i love the melancholy but upbeat "let's run away together" theme of this song!! and yes the lyrics match little danny so well 😭💔💔

sweet dreams, txt - AWW this song is so cute!! its so vasco too, i can imagine him singing this to his s/o during christmas 🥺💖

you're my christmas, dokyeom - another cute, soft christmas song <33 def matching jay !! im imagining a cute lil mv of him setting up christmas decorations and giving gifts to loved ones, smiling when he sees their gratitude T_T

try again, jaehyun - BAWLING MY EYES OUT 😭😭😭 I LOVE ROMANTIC MELANCHOLY SONGS SO MUCH UWGHHS,,, and thinking about daniel singing it,, this type of soft love is def him ;_;

love maybe, secret number - this song is so pretty 💖💖 i can def see the zack and mira association with it, its like a nice rep of their awkward but loving relationship :]

heart attack, chuu - love the vibes of this cute upbeat song !! its so playful, and very goo <33

good boy gone bad, txt - the rock sound in this is so good ??! thinking about vasco with it is rlly cool but also makes me sad bc current vasco makes me sad i dont want bad boy vasco 😭😭😭😭

demo ver. of love talk eng version, wayv - one of my fave songs <3!!!! i didnt know there was a demo version, it's adds a unique spin that i wouldnt have minded in the final version ! also yes with the gun association 🙏

back down, p1harmony - THE BEAT IS SO GOODDD and this is absolutely the song for jake n samuel as a power duo B]

if you call me, p1harmony - ough,,, the bitter longing in this song,, love the chill melody too <33 i can see this being an angsty janiel song!!

circles, ??? - u didnt list the artist so idk if ur referring to seventeen or gsoul?? 😭😭 i listened to both tho, seventeen's pretty song makes me think of little daniel reminiscing in happy memories <3 and gsoul's also pretty song makes me think of daniel in a more angsty way :0

replay, shinee - I LOVE THIS CHEESY ASS SONG SKDJWHDB also what u wrote is so true he would try to serenade her with this song too lmao

anti fragile, le sserafim - i love how catchy this song is!! and yes this song is like a girlboss anthem uniting them <33

fearless, le sserafim - YESS the chorus is so catchy and i love the bass in this song !! its so crystal too, she's fearless ✨✨

cheers, seventeen - the flute(?) in this song??? the way the beat dropped???? im obsessed. also YES this was the boys coming to save the day during that chapter 💪💪💪

i would like kpop/music reccs so im here asking what songs yall associate with ur lookism faves or who u would force to listen to a song with you <3

[stranger-nightmare]

𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

hi hello my loves, I can’t believe I’ve been on this hellsite for a whole year, that is crazy to me! I literally posted my first fic on a whim and didn’t really think anything of it; I never ever thought I would continue to write or have my account grow the way it did, I’m still blown away honestly. I am so grateful to everyone who has followed me and supported my writing, I really appreciate you so much!

anyways, to celebrate this anniversary, I thought I’d host another a lil writing / sleepover event and open up my requests! full info can be found below, so please do read before submitting a request, thank you in advance!

the event will run for the whole of November, starting now! the writing requests will be posted as and when I get them done <3

𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 // 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭

SLEEPOVER INFO:

this sleepover will mostly be focused on all my writings from the last year, so feel free to send any of the below <3

questions / asks can be sent in all month, I’ll answer them as and when I can!

deep fic writer asks

100 questions for fic writers

tell me what you’d like to see more of in my writing, what characters or tropes you wanna see me write

tell me your favourite fic(s) of mine that I’ve published over the last year!

SEND IN YOUR QUESTIONS!!

WRITING REQUESTS INFO:

so for this event I will only be writing for a limited selection of characters, which are listed below

I have also linked a small selection of prompt lists which you are free to choose from as well

you can mix multiple prompts together if you’d like, but no more than three prompts for one request

prompts can also be mixed from the different prompt lists

if you don’t want to use a prompt, and you have your own idea you’d like to request, that’s absolutely fine too

as usual, no more than one request per person

I currently have no maximum amount of requests in mind, it just depends on how inspired I feel by the ideas

that being said, I will make another post when the requests are closed again / I’m not taking on any more requests

the requests will be posted as and when I complete throughout the month of November

I reserve the right to decline a request if I do not like it, or do not feel inspired or motivated by it, but I promise I will always try my best to get it done for you

SEND IN YOUR REQUESTS!!

PROMPTS:

NSFW Prompts

Forbidden Love Prompts

Types of Kisses Prompts

CHARACTERS YOU CAN CHOOSE FROM:

TGM

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin 

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd 

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw 

Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace 

HOTD/GOT

Aemond Targaryen (older version)

Daenerys Targaryen 

Rhaenyra Targaryen (older version)

Daemon Targaryen 

MARVEL

Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

Wanda Maximoff / Scarlet Witch

Frank Castle / The Punisher

Matt Murdock / Daredevil

DCEU

Dick Grayson / Nightwing

Carter Hall / Hawkman

Harley Quinn 

Rick Flag 

OTHER / MISCELLANEOUS

Rhett Abbott (Outer Range)

Isaac Lahey (Teen Wolf)

Tangerine (Bullet Train)

The Corinthian (The Sandman)

tagging some of my beloved moots, thank you sm for being amazing writers and amazing people, I love each of you dearly <33

@siempre-bucky @mothdruid @inklore @clints-lucky-arrow @psychedelic-ink @literatureandqueen @ohcaptains @munsons-maiden @brighteyedbushybrowed @emerald-chaos @joscphquinn @fluffyprettykitty @munson-trashcan @hangmanapologist @floyd-luvr @withahappyrefrain @wtfobiwan @phoebe-danvers

(if I’ve forgotten anyone I’m so so sorry my memory is terrible lmao)

[magpie-to-the-morning]

Crescent- Part One Falling

Rating: Mature

Pairings: Steven Grant x F!Reader, Marc Spector x F!Reader, Jake Lockley x F!Reader

Series Tags: Dead dove do not eat, physical violence, sexual assault, trauma, blood, hurt/comfort, medical treatment, PTSD, recovery

Chapter Tags: Nonconsensual drug use, kidnapping

Word Count: >1k

Author’s Note: Hi all. If you’ve been following me or my writing, it probably won’t surprise you to hear that hurt/comfort fics are one of my mainstays, or that I find writing about trauma and recovery both compelling and therapeutic.

This story takes all of that to the extreme.

I started this as an outlet for the pain and rage and, quite frankly, terror that the current political climate has me in. The thought of Roe v Wade being overturned, of having my bodily autonomy, reproductive rights, and privacy torn away so easily and callously - it’s got me spun. I know I’m not the only one.

This fic is a way for me to channel those feelings of helplessness and despair, my need for comfort and my seething, bitter instinct to lash out when threatened. I don’t expect anyone to read it. It’s dark and triggery and I have no agenda other than to bleed out some of this building darkness. Please please mind the tags and don’t feel any pressure to read if it will make you even vaguely uncomfortable. I have plenty of much lighter fic.

If you do read this, I hope you find what you’re looking for, be it comfort or catharsis. If you need support, please reach out to your local crisis center. I’ll include some links at the bottom but I’m really only familiar with US-based resources. As someone who’s had her own experiences with trauma and PTSD, I can tell you things do get better. It takes courage and work and support but you are never alone. 

I’m not going to do my usual tag list with this one but feel free to message me if you’d like to be tagged in the next installments. And again, no pressure to read. Please mind the tags and reach out for help if you need it.

Thank you to @acrossthesestars​ for beta’ing this and reminding me that dark fic is a valid part of fandom.  Couldn’t have done this without you, my crow. 🖤

RAINN

Crisis Text Line

Story begins after the cut. 🌙

It happens slowly, then all at once. A nagging lightness at the corners of your eyes shifts and bleeds, the finer details of the heaving bar blurring, then melting as you sway to your feet. Dizzily, you try to piece the recent past together.

You’d come in to your local pub, laptop and paper in tow, to finish some work. A pub might not be everyone’s flex space, but the free WiFi and low-key atmosphere work for you. You’d snagged your usual booth in the back corner, and wolfed down a late lunch before settling in for a marathon research session.

As the night wore on, the place had gotten busier, but no more than any other Saturday night. Your favorite server had brought you your usual drink, you’d tucked your laptop into your bag and headed to the restroom, and -

Oh. Oh shit.

Peering into the bottom of your glass, you can just make out a powdery residue that absolutely should not be there.

You sink back into the booth on unsteady legs. There’s a mass of unfamiliar bodies between you and the bar, not a server or bartender in sight, or at least, none that you recognize. It’s difficult to think through rising panic and self-recrimination (why the fuck did you leave a drink unattended? That’s Solo Drinking 101), but you know you’re already running on borrowed time.

Dumping your purse out on the table, you send tampons and hair ties scattering as you paw for your phone. It feels all wrong in your hands: too small, too slippery, and it takes you several clumsy tries to punch the four digit passcode in.

When the screen lights up blinding white in the dark space, you blink, then squint, your mind scrabbling to make sense of what you’re seeing. It’s like trying to read in a dream, the numbers and letters twisting and changing on you, meaning squirming away just as you think you’ve got it pinned down. It’s muscle memory more than anything else that has your thumb landing in the right place but when his name flashes across the screen you know you’ve almost made it.

“Please pick up, pick uppp.” You lean your head in your hand, trying to stop the world spinning as you wait. It’s only when your hand slips and your head jerks up that you realize you’d dozed off. If he doesn’t answer…

“Oh, hello! Didn’t expect to hear from you so soon. How’s the - “

You cut him off. “Steven?” Even that is an effort, your voice fuzzy and distant in your own ears. “Can you come get me?”

“Everything alright, love? You sound - I’m asking. Tch, nosy.” This last bit is said in an aside you know isn’t directed at you but you don’t have time to mediate right now.

“Jus’ come get me. Think… I think someone spiked my drink.”

The words come out slurred, fading, and you’re not sure he even heard you until a sharper voice demands “Where are you?”

“Pub,” you manage weakly. “The one with the curly fries Steven likes.”

You’d brought him here weeks ago on one of your first dates, before you’d known about Marc, or Jake, before the desert, before the four of you had realized what you mean to each other. Steven had been delighted by the curling, impractical treat. You feel yourself sliding back into that moment, your mind grasping for the comforting safety of something as normal as curly fries.

“Don’t move,” Marc orders. “We’re coming to find you.”

You nod, forgetting he can’t see you, “I’ll order some now so they’ll be ready, okay?” In some distant corner of your mind, you realize you’ve stopped making sense, that the hysterical edge to your voice isn’t a good sign.

From the other end of the phone you can hear a door slamming, followed by a string of cursing. “Baby, just stay put. Stay near people.” Marc’s voice is muffled, making you wonder if he’s summoned the suit.

“Right, shit, there’s people! You can’t show up in the soup. Uh, suit.” The thought gets you back on your feet and shuffling for the door in a vague attempt to head him off. If you go to him, there’s less chance of curious onlookers or unwanted questions.

It’s only when you’ve used both hands to push open a side door that you realize they’re empty. You’ve left your phone behind and with it, your lifeline to Marc. Before you can turn back for it and the safety of the crowded bar, something slams into the side of your head and everything goes black.

_____ 

When you come to, you’re crouched between dust bins and a stack of wooden pallets, a rough brick wall at your back. You’re cold. Shaking. And covered in blood.

Part Two

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

Hey, so since Halloween is quickly approaching I had some werewolf questions! 1) What is Mickey and Reuben's favorite couple's costume? 2) If Red Sky had to do a pack costume, what do you think they would do? (Is it bad that my mind immediately went to Star Trek, Star Wars, or The Addams Family?)

HALLOWEEN BABEY !!! while i'm not doing anything for the holiday, sadly, it's fun to think about the werewolf au dressing up and having fun lol thank you M for sending this in.

Mickey and Reuben's favorite couple's costume is Luke Skywalker and Din Djarin (lemme tell you what....I ship it and so does Mickey. Hardcore.) Reuben goes as Luke and Mickey as Din.....they carry around a little Grogu plushie....but once they have their own little one they dress them up as well.

Mickey is just consistently a huge pop culture nerd

OKAY BUT GROUP COSTUMES WITH RED SKY

I absolutely adore the idea of Mickey making all of them dress up in Star Trek uniforms (Jake....does not mind the skirt on Ronnie the absolute horndog) They dress the kids up as little aliens lol

and Star Wars???? Reuben and Mickey are still Luke and Din obvs. But Jake and Ronnie as Han and Leia?? Javy wants to be Vader but ends up being Chewie (he gets into it, figures out how to use the wolf growl to make The Noise). Frank gets to be Vader, that just fits him perfectly. The kids can be droids....that makes me laugh lol

THE ADDAMS FAMILY!!!!!!! Frick.......I am in love with that concept. Though I 100% think Ronnie would want to go as Cousin Itt ngl lol so Jake is probably Lurch or something.....does that leave Reuben and Mickey as Morticia and Gomez?? probably lol

But MY first thought when I thought of group costumes was The Muppets....for some reason lol Jake as Kermit, Ronnie as Miss Piggy, Javy as Fozzy Bear, Reuben as Gonzo, Mickey as Rizzo, and maybe Frank as Sam the Eagle. That entire concept lives in my heard rent free now lol and the kids get dressed up as like Animal, Bunsen, Beaker, and the baby is Camilla the Chicken lollllll

God I just love them so much. Rockin up to the Halloween Fest in the best costumes there just cause Mickey and Reuben are hardcore dedicated (and are also determined to win the prize each year now that things are semi normal)

Other Group costume options just cause I can't stop thinking them up: Cast of Peter Pan, Toy Story would be cute, LoTR, Avengers, just a bunch of lumberjacks and the kids are little werewolves lollllll

[labyrinthof-fan-fiction]

Lavender's Blue {3}

Series Masterlist

A/N: I have found, INSPIRATION. I really hope you all enjoy how unhinged I have become in my  author’s notes cause ya girl has been losing it. Am I putting off the final project for my grad class? 100%, but that’s just how it’s going to be. Also, I’m aging Paul up, because I can. 

Warnings: Language

Summary:  Paul waxes poetic on his early wolf days, Bella appears on the Black’s lawn, and his whole world shifts on its axis. 

Rating: M

Word Count: 2,596

The patrols continued, Paul had to send thanks to whatever gods there might be, that Bella Swan was quite possibly the most boring person. Occasionally she went to work and they would have to shadow her in town, but for the most part, it was school and home. Sitting outside of her house Paul learned a great deal about her. She obviously cared fiercely for her father, cooking him meals, leaving them out, when he came home late. Covering him with a blanket when he fell asleep in front of the television, during some of the best games. Paul couldn’t help but feel a little guilty for the Chief’s exhaustion. Ever since the reporting of bear problems and missing hikers, the police department had been putting themselves through the ringer trying to keep the people of Forks safe. A shame that what plagued the little town could not be held off by cops with their guns. 

It was another uneventful night of patrolling that rolled into morning. Bella spent the night reading in her window, before eventually falling asleep. A great deal of her time was wasted staring out the window, Paul noted. She woke up the next morning and there was a determination in her step as she got into the truck and drove to Forks High School. Paul loped alongside the truck in the forest line, once catching her eyes drifting his direction before she shook her head and continued to drive. Once she parked, Paul watched her enter the school as Jake came up behind him. 

“I’ll take over, go get some sleep.” The younger boy said, eyes locked on Bella’s form that disappeared into the double doors. 

Paul just nodded, ignoring the twist in his gut as he ran home. He collapsed onto his bed and immediately fell asleep. His dreams focused on Bella, brown hair and haunted eyes. Paul woke up in a cold sweat, the image of Bella being ripped apart by the vamp they had seen in the meadow fading from his memory. Glancing at the alarm clock on his side table he groaned, only two hours of sleep. But it felt like it was burned into his mind, he shook he head and fumbled his way into his bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. 

He stared at his reflection, staring back at him was a man he didn’t recognize. He looked like he was in his late twenties, not just eighteen, barely an adult. Shadows dark under his eyes, there was a weariness that he had reserved for looks from his father. His mind wandered, to the time before he was a wolf. He had friends, people around him who cared about him, hell, he thought he had started to have a girlfriend. It had been hard, moving into La Push with his father, he never understood why they had run back here so fast when his mother left. That would probably be a mystery he would never solve in his lifetime. Then the fever started and the wolf came. Jared Cameron had been in his classes, but not in his circle. It was a shock to his system when he woke up naked, in the forest with Jared standing over him. 

“Lahote, good to see you back in the flesh.” He joked, tossing him a pair of shorts. 

“What the fuck is going on?” Paul growled, pulling the shorts on. This must have been a bad trip, had he taken something from someone? 

Sam Uley walked out of the woods, bare chested. “What do you know of the legends of the wolves?” 

Paul raised his eyebrow, he really must have gotten into some good shit. “Not much.”

Jared chuckled, “You’re in for a wild ride, my friend.” 

That began what Paul had considered the best months of his life. He had spent most of his life with the feeling that he was meant for something more, that he was something better than the circumstances life had granted him. Becoming a member of the pack solidified that for him. He was a thing of legends, something that transcended the fabric of reality. It took a few weeks for him to master phasing. 

“You have to master the anger, channel it.” Sam stated firmly as they stood across from each other. 

“I know.” Paul growled through gritted teeth. 

“So get pissed.” Jared supplied, oh so helpfully. 

“I’m always pissed.” Paul snapped, feeling his skin begin to burn, his body shaking. 

“That’s his secret.” Jared said with a smirk as the grey wolf exploded in place of Paul. “Who’s a good wolf?” 

Paul snapped his jaw in Jared’s direction. 

“Now back.” Sam commanded. Paul took a deep breath through his nose, the earthy scent of the forest flooding his senses. Pine tinged with salt air floated through the breeze that he felt on his bare skin. “Good. Again.” 

It felt like the worst game he had ever played, practicing phasing back and forth. But he understood why Sam was so adamant that they practice. It was a month of practice before Paul formally met Emily Young. He vaguely remembered who she was, at least, that was until the wolf mind meld shared the full story in live and living color with him. The scars on her face were a constant reminder of what could happen if the wolf was not controlled and Sam’s never-ending guilt a small piece of the true consequences. 

The imprint was something that Paul was mildly curious about. At the beginning, they were convinced it was rare, something that only a few received. It made sense that Sam would have one, being Alpha, he had more of a need to continue the bloodline than the others. Paul would be lying if he said that he wasn’t a little bit jealous of the bond Emily and Sam shared, but he supposed that having one otherworldly gift was one too many for him. At least, that was what he thought until Jared appeared at Sam’s eyes wide. 

“I imprinted!” He was ecstatic, joy radiated off him in waves. “I knew her before, in school. She’s perfect, it’s just like you described.” 

Sam smiled at Jared. “I am happy for you, you’ll have to bring her to the house, let her meet Emily. Explain everything.” 

“Can I tonight?” Jared asked, practically bouncing. 

“How about you pump the brakes, you just imprinted. Maybe try just hanging out before you throw her headfirst into the wolf world.” Paul joked, ruffling Jared’s hair. 

Jared deflated a bit, “You’re right. How about in a week?” 

Sam sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “When the time is right, bring her up to the house, we’ll talk.” 

Jared ran out of the house and phased, a howl echoing as he took off through the forest. 

Sam looked to Paul, who still stared at the tree line, deep in thought. He clapped him on the shoulder. “Who knows, maybe your time will come.” 

Paul scoffed, “I don’t think that an imprint is in the cards for me.” 

“Don’t count yourself out, we didn’t think there would be more than one, and now look. Two out of three, that’s gotta count for something.” 

Paul didn’t want to hold onto the hope that had found a home in the hole in his chest. He had been disappointed a few too many times.  

His old friends had let him fade from their memory, wary of the bond that was evident between Sam, Paul, and Jared. He heard the whispers, mentions of a gang, all of the worst things that people could come up with for a group of boys. He remembers vividly opening the door to the general store for an old woman who looked at him with a twinge of fear in her eyes. 

“Ragamuffin.” She grumbled, pushing her legs to move as fast as they could manage. 

A knock on his front door pulled him from his memories, he took a deep breath and scented Sam outside the door, Jared not far behind. Paul wandered down to his front door and opened it to the Alpha and Beta. 

“Let’s go check on Jake.” Sam stated. 

Paul rolled his eyes, “Yes, let’s check on the Little Alpha.” 

“Paul…” Jared warned as they continued to the Black’s house, Embry bringing up the rear. 

Jake had taken the change hard, especially with the order to stay away from Bella, and it only got worse after the leech encounter. The minute Jake realized that Bella was not his imprint he had been a miserable fucker. It had become a common occurrence for him to storm out of his house and stomp around for the rest of the day. This week had been worse, Billy had passed on the knowledge that Bella had been calling, looking for Jacob. Two days ago, she had called every half hour. Yesterday, she had parked out front and watched the house. How she thought she could be incognito in that truck was beyond Paul, but he kept himself in check. He had figured that a girl who was supposedly as smart as Jake said Bella was would have taken a hint. What they hadn’t expected when they arrived at the Black household was Bella Swan storming out in a rage. 

“You!” She shouted, storming towards the three, her anger firmly focused on Sam. “What did you do to him?” She shoved at Sam, “He didn’t want this!”

“What did he tell you?” Paul growled, pushing himself into the conversation. He knew Jake had snuck to her house last night, he caught him when he was switching patrols. The kid hadn’t let on that he had said anything to her, but he wouldn’t put it past him.

“He didn’t tell me anything because he’s scared of you!” Bella retorted, her head turning as Paul let a laugh tumble from his lips. 

Little Alpha, afraid of them?  He met her brown eyes and the world stopped spinning, oh holy fuck. Of all the girls in the world, this one? Fuck everything. It felt just like Sam and Jared had said, there wasn’t anything else. All that mattered was this angry girl in front of him.He felt himself starting to shake, oh god. She can’t be here, he can’t hurt her, not like Sam. Flashes of Emily’s scars ran through his mind, Sam’s guilt burying itself in the pit of his stomach. Why did it have to be her? What kind of sick cosmic joke is this?

“Oh shit.” Jared started, catching the look in Paul’s eyes. There was that dazed look along with pure panic. He had never seen panic in Paul before, which confirmed what he thought had happened. 

Paul didn’t see her fist flying at his face as his mind raced at high speeds, this was too much, he couldn’t think straight. He snarled when her fist made contact. She fucking hit him? He felt a tremor go down his spine. You can’t phase, she’s too close. Calm down. Fucking calm down. 

“Paul, calm down.” Sam ordered. “Bella, get back.” 

Can’t hurt her, must protect. The wolf urged. 

Shut up, shut up. Paul growled back, taking a deep breath through his nose, trying to calm down as Bella took a few steps backwards, her eyes dazed and her arm held close to her body. He could scent the fear rolling off her. She’s a leech lover. 

She is ours. 

Paul looked up as Jake leapt over the porch railing, he didn’t catch what he yelled, but he felt the tremors take over his body.  As Paul phased into his wolf form he saw Jake phase above Bella, just as she started running from Paul. Jake landed in front of her and Paul saw red, no one was stepping between him and his imprint. 

What the fuck, Paul? Jake snarled. 

Mine. Paul’s wolf snarled as Jake continued to block his view of Bella. 

Recognition flashed in Jake’s eyes as he realized what had happened in those few seconds, Paul’s memories open to him. You motherfucker. And he pounced on Paul. 

Protect. Paul glanced over Jake’s shoulder to see Bella prone on the ground as Jake took a snap at his shoulder. Normally, he wouldn’t stop at the chance to get Jake down, but he needed to get him away from her. He took his chance. C’mon little alpha, is that the best you’ve got? He goaded, heading into the tree line. Just imagine what the first thing I’m gonna do to her is, she won’t even remember you when I’m done. Maybe he added a bit too much to the images he pushed into Jake’s head, but if it got him away from Bella, he didn’t give a shit.

The younger wolf growled low in the back of his throat and jumped at him. Jake continued to bombard Paul as they went deeper into the forest. How could you? He snarled between bites. It’s not fair. 

It wasn’t fair, Paul would agree with him on that, but somewhere in the hollow of his chest, there was a small flame burning. He hesitated as Jake lunged forward and grabbed onto his front leg. He let out a sharp bark and tried to bite at Jake’s neck. He might let the kid take out some of his anger, but like hell was he going to take it sitting down. 

Sam watched Paul lead Jacob away and his eyes met Jared’s, understanding flashed between them. It seemed the Swan girl had become more important than she had in the past few weeks. Fate was weaving quite the twisted web. 

“Take her to the house, let Emily know what’s going on.” Sam ordered, glancing at Jared and Embry. Silently willing them to let the imprint knowledge slide until Paul could talk to her. He looked at her, sitting on the grass of the Black lawn a dazed look in her eyes. “Bella, the boys are going to take you to the house, we’ll explain everything when we get there.” 

Her brown eyes turned to him, there was fear, confusion, and something else swirling in them. “Okay.” She stated simply as he offered his hand to help her stand. She was flanked by Jared and Embry as they walked to her truck, once the engine started Sam turned to the forest and phased. He used the pack bond to find the two idiots deep in the forest, Jake had Paul pinned, and Sam had to admit he was a bit surprised. It seemed that the imprint had knocked Paul off his game. 

BOTH OF YOU KNOCK IT OFF! Sam ordered, causing them to jump apart. Paul favored his leg as the smell of fresh blood hit his nose. Bella is Paul’s imprint, Jacob you will respect that. Jake chuffed and glared at Paul. 

Is she alright? Paul asked, Jake rolled his eyes. 

Why do you care? 

Sam sighed, Jared and Embry are taking her to Emily. I think you broke her hand. 

Guilt washed over Paul as Jake stared in on him. You broke her hand?!

She hit me, I can’t help it.

Sam snorted, What do you expect with that Lahote hard head? But he took a moment to focus on Paul, he could feel the guilt rolling through him, mixed with confusion and elation. She’ll be alright Paul. Paul’s eyes met his and for once, Paul didn’t have something to say, he fell into line with Sam and they ran back to the house. 

[therealvinelle]

What do you think of Jacob?

Jacob is, like almost every other character in the series (the exception being Mike Newton. I have no hot takes on Mike Newton), seen from the wrong angle. I could go into a whole thing about how Bella is an unreliable narrator, but this isn’t the post for that.

So, Jacob is supposed to be the easy-go-lucky, kind-hearted, and so very warm sun who brightens Bella’s life. And he is, at first. In Twilight and the first half of New Moon he is a sweetheart. He’s of course mortified by his father being so superstitious that he actually believes there’s a family of vampires attending high school in Forks, but otherwise life is good. Billy raised him well.

Then he turns into a giant wolf. He must now take up this mantle to protect the tribe he never even knew about, he’s a warrior whether he likes it or not. His life is not his own anymore, or at least it’s not the one he wanted. Anyone would be brought out of sorts by that.

More, he’s not allowed to talk to Bella anymore, and it turns out the Cullens were in fact demons this whole time. And Bella knew.

Take a moment to wonder what Bella’s entanglement with Edward is going to look like to anyone who knows what he is.

A beautiful young woman is seduced by a vampire. She believes they’re in love, and that blood-sucking demons are friendly people who care about her wellbeing. Billy tries to warn her, she tells him “I know exactly what I’m doing!” in a way that makes it very clear she has no idea what she’s doing. It would look like she was being groomed to become Dracula’s bride.

Even if they didn’t spell it out for Jacob, he had all the pieces he needed to jump to the worst, albeit reasonable, conclusions.

This is how we get the new and improved Jacob, who is angry, scared, and, when the Cullens come back, desperate to keep Bella away from them. (I won’t get into that here because I received another ask requesting that specifically.)

Now, I do think Jacob is very sympathetic. All the shapeshifters are, for obvious reasons, none of them deserved any of this.

However, I don’t think he’s a good person.

Take the infamous kiss.

Sexual assault is bad by itself, but what I find especially damning is his attitude afterwards. He’s not even remotely repentant. He laughs, he all but high-fives her dad, and he never does give Bella a proper apology. I don’t think he ever fully agreed to that qualifying as a sexual assault, as most assaulters won’t.

Later he blackmails Bella into kissing him by threatening to kill himself if she doesn’t. 

He is pressed into a corner, yes, and he is a minor in an awful situation as throughout Eclipse his childhood friend, his dad’s best friend’s only daughter, complains that he isn’t more supportive of her choice to become a bloodsucking demon. However, that doesn’t justify this level of disregard for Bella’s feelings. It seems to me that it became less about Bella as a person, and more about getting the girl.

His feelings for Bella started out as a crush, but by the time we get to Eclipse it’s not just about Bella anymore.

I find this bit from Breaking Dawn especially telling:

“If you think that imprinting could ever make sense of this insanity . . .” I struggled for words. “Do you really think that just because I might someday imprint on some stranger it would make this right?” I jabbed a finger toward her swollen body. “Tell me what the point was then, Bella! What was the point of me loving you? What was the point of you loving him? When you die”—the words were a snarl—“how is that ever right again? What’s the point to all the pain? Mine, yours, his! You’ll kill him, too, not that I care about that.” She flinched, but I kept going. “So what was the point of your twisted love story, in the end? If there is any sense, please show me, Bella, because I don’t see it.” Breaking Dawn, page 122

Bella is dying, and Jacob’s thought isn’t “Don’t you have things to live for?”, but “What was the point of me and Edward fighting over the girl if the girl is just gonna die anyway?”

It reveals a disregard for her as a person.

It’s not just Bella: when Leah joins his pack in Breaking Dawn, he tries to kick her out simply because it’s Leah and she sucks. He’s an ass to her, and it’s unwarranted. She has to bare her soul for him to realize she’s a person. It’s a startling contrast to how he acts around Bella, his dad, or Charlie.

I think Jake is a dick who shows pretty clear abusive tendencies, not at all the healthy sunshine he’s supposed to be. His frequent use of aggression and guilt-tripping to get Bella to do what he wants comes to mind. He only looks good because his competition is Edward, and I’m not going to give a guy props for being a better dating prospect than vampire Patrick Bateman.

Then there’s the truly damning moment, which is when he decides to kill Renesmée.

The killing of a child is a monstrous act on its own, but he fact that it’s Bella’s child makes it even worse. It’s the ultimate proof he doesn’t actually love her. She died to protect this child, and he’ll kill it.

Jacob is a very sympathetic character who was put through things no one should have to live at a very young age, I do feel bad for him. He’s put in an extreme situation. But he tried to kill a child, and there’s just no coming back from that for me.

More, I think that the ugly things we see in post-phasing Jacob are perfectly reconcilable with the sweet-faced youth he was. People are complicated, we are one thing in one setting and another in a different setting. For a person who turns out to have abusive tendencies to be a perfectly lovely person on the surface is not exactly unheard of.

Jacob is a great guy up until the going gets tough. And when it does, his response is not good.

TL;DR: It was never Team Edward or Team Jacob, they’re both horrible.

EDIT because I forgot one of Jacob’s greatest hits that should absolutely be in this meta: When the Cullens want to leave Forks, move away (as the shapeshifters and Jacob’s father especially always wanted), Jacob realizes Renesmée will leave. Can’t have that. So he sends Charlie rushing to see his daughter. His newborn vampire daughter. It’s a complete miracle, and in no way thanks to Jacob, that Bella didn’t kill her own father.

Jacob has no excuse for that. None.

[stylesluxx]

imprint (II) – p.lahote

[warnings: angst?? and minor swearing]

summary: in which y/n thinks it’s just the imprint talking | part one | next part

word count: 3,740

masterlist

You shakily lifted your hand and knocked on Jacob's door. If you were in your right mind, you would've just walked in but you didn't want to feel like an intruder twice in one day.

The door opened and you greeted your childhood friend with a forced smile while looking at him through your wet eyelashes. The rain had started as soon as you were out of Paul's sight and with no warning drizzle, it just started pouring. But you were grateful because you knew Jacob wouldn't be able to tell apart the tears from the raindrops.

"Y/N, what are you doing here? You're soaked! And whose ugly brown shirt is that?" He interrogated as he took your hand, pulling you inside. "Why did you knock? Where's your key?"

You sighed at his questions, not wanting to exert the energy it took to answer them. You slipped off your shoes, leaving them on the mat whilst Jacob shut the door behind you.

"Are you okay?" He asked, picking up on the fact that none of his questions got answered and you were eerily silent. You stayed silent and just looked at him for a moment, thankful that you had someone you could always run to no matter what. "Alright, if you're just gonna be mute, I'm gonna go get you some sweatpants. I know those jeans are uncomfortable-"

"I just- I just needed to be with you. You're my friend. My brother. By choice. Right?" You cut him off with a faint voice as your lip started to tremble and your eyes began to water all over again. You knew you looked pitiful and feeble but you just needed the reassurance.

"Where's this all coming from, Y/N? Is it Paul? I told you he was bad new-"

"Right?"

He sighed once more and pulled you into a hug, not bothered by your damp body, "right. I choose you. Every time."

You nodded and slowly wrapped your arms around his waist, your hold tight. You held him as if he'd disappear right from your arms. It grounded you.

"Come on, let's change you out of these clothes."

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You didn't show up to school until Thursday. You needed a break from everything and you weren't ready to be in the same vicinity as Paul just yet. As soon as you got home from Jake's house, Saturday evening, you turned your phone off. You wanted to just disconnect and spend some time with your thoughts.

Maybe you were being too dramatic. Maybe the imprint was a good thing. It was an easy way to find your soulmate, that's for sure, but you couldn't get over the thought that Paul wouldn't have even bothered with you had it not been for him phasing. And while you were debating the imprinting business, you were also trying to process that someone you knew could transform into a huge wolf. It shouldn't be humanly possible, however, you saw it with your own eyes. You honestly wanted to believe that it was all just a dream and you'd wake up and everything would be back to normal. You don't know where you wanted to start over: before Paul even knew you existed or before Paul told you he was a shifter. You wanted a life with Paul. But you wanted a life where Paul chose you.

On Tuesday, you were resting on the couch, binge-watching Criminal Minds, when you were interrupted but knocks at the door. You quietly got up, despite the soreness of your body, and looked through the peephole. Your breath hitched as your eyes caught sight of Paul. You frowned and backed away from the door as quietly as you could and returned to your spot on the couch.

It seemed as if your body thought you were rejecting him and the aching in your chest only grew. You curled into a ball and pulled a blanket over your body, trying to push the image of Paul to the back of your mind while you continued to watch tv. The knocking continued as well as huffs and comments like: "Y/N, I know you're in there."

He finally gave up around 5:30 PM, having been there since school got out. You heard the engine of his truck when he started it up and soon the sound lessened as he pulled out of your driveway and drove down the street. The further he was from you, the more your body ached, and the harder it seemed to breathe. You'll admit, the time you spent with Paul was as easy as breathing, but now if you felt like you were being suffocated. It seemed like you were in the cold ocean, your head bobbing up and down trying not to drown.

And though you told Paul you could be friends, you still needed time and space to process everything. You didn't want to rush to be with him right away just to end up swimming in the misery of your thoughts. And your misery doesn't love company; you don't enjoy spreading your misery with others.

So you ignored Paul and your friends when they came to check up on you on Wednesday.

On Thursday morning, you dragged yourself out of bed despite the soreness and tautness that filled your body, while preparing to be interrogated by your friends. You arrived at school in a pair of leggings and Paul's (now clean) brown shirt and saw the group standing on the steps leading up to the school, chatting amongst each other. And even though Embry was standing right there, it seemed like he was on a different planet. He was brooding, his arms were crossed over his chest, and he wasn't engaging in the conversation. He didn't even flinch when you walked over to them.

"Y/N, we've been trying to call you! Where've you been?" Ashley asked, hauling you into a hug. "You left me with these three idiots for three whole days!"

"Sorry, I, uh, turned my phone off for a couple days. Think it's still off if I'm being honest," You responded and pried yourself out of her death grip.

"We went to your house yesterday, but I guess you were sleeping and your parents weren't home. Jake wasn't lying when he said you were a heavy sleeper," Quil spoke up from next to Embry.

You nodded and glanced over at Embry to see he was now glaring at the ground, refusing to speak.

"Yeah, guess I am," You nodded, going along with their assumptions.

"Paul asked about you. Said he went by on Tuesday but he didn't get an answer either," Ashley added on, her eyes narrowing on you in concern.

"That was nice of him," You coughed and let your eyes fall to your feet while you scratched the back of your head.

"And this shirt again? Since when did you like the color brown?" Jacob scoffed, critiquing Paul's shirt yet again. "Whose shirt even is that?"

"Uh, it doesn't matter. But I'll see you guys inside, alright?" You changed the topic and pushed past them, walking through the main doors and to your locker.

You got the notebooks and textbooks you needed from your locker, before sighing and letting your shoulders fall in dread. You shut your locker and walked over to Paul's, which was down the hall. You were appreciative of this distance because it gave you a chance to prepare yourself. You weren't sure if you were ready to face Paul just yet, but you knew you knew you had to for the sake of your friend. Embry's brooding reminded you of Paul's before he disappeared and you vaguely remembered how Jared was before he too went on a leave of absence.

Jared spotted you before Paul did, making him tap his arm and point toward you.

Paul turned around and his confused and worried expression turned into one of relief but there was still worry in his voice.

Your aches and sores seem to instantly dissipate once you were in his presence and face to face. First, your body relaxed, and then your chest released all the tension you were holding in. And as soon as your body calmed, your heart started to beat erratically. You'd blame it on his beauty but you hadn't even looked at him for longer than a second. Maybe it was his cologne or just his aura, or maybe it was just the imprint thing.

"Hey," You greeted him awkwardly, your eyes cast toward the ground.

"Y/N, where have you been these last couple days? I came by your house and didn't get an answer. I even asked your friends if they knew anything, but you were ignoring everyone. You can't do things like that, Y/N," He scolded you, the concern laced in his words.

"Yeah, sorry, I just needed-" You started but then remembered why you were even talking to him in the first place. "You told me to tell you if one of the boys seemed off."

"Yeah, and?"

"Well, Embry seems off. I just thought I'd let you know. I'll see you in class," You expressed before starting to back away and go to first period.

"You're wearing my shirt," He noticed, a small smile playing on his lips.

"I'll see you in class, Paul."

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The rest of the week goes by fairly quickly, but to be fair, it was only two days. Embry was absent on Friday which you figured would happen, so you didn't get to see Paul, and your body was slowly starting to crave him again. You were starting to tense up and the aching and emptiness in your chest were making a reappearance.

You saw how your parents looked at you when you trudged down the steps and into the kitchen. Their faces displaying worry and pity, so you figured you'd do something about it, just so they wouldn't have to worry.

But you were also doing it for yourself. You missed Paul. It was weird for you not to talk to and see someone that you were so used to talking and seeing every day. It's not like Paul didn't try to reach out and talk to you, because he did, you were just being stubborn. He texted every day to make sure you were alright and the only reason he wasn't banging on the door, threatening to tear it down, was because you left your read receipts on (the only thing that indicated you were still breathing).

You didn't want to be a bother because you knew he would be helping Embry all weekend, but you needed to at least see him.

You got in your Jeep and drove to the address Paul had texted you a few weeks ago, the day you shared your first kiss.

"If you ever need me, go to this address. I'll text it to you. They'll know where I am and how to reach me," He said while sending the text.

"Is this your house?" You asked him.

"No, well," He shook his head and sighed. He turned to look at you, still contemplating what he wanted to say. "It's not where I live but it's my home. My home when I'm not around you."

"I see," You nodded and looked down shyly, realizing he considered you to be home.

It was a sweet notion that you reciprocated. You felt safe with him. He was always so sweet and never pushed you to do anything you weren't comfortable with; the complete opposite of the public's perception of him. He was always calm, rational, and considerate. Patient and understanding. Everything he did had a meaning behind it. He was flirty but he wasn't sleazy or lewd. And though he saw you as home, he still got nervous around you. He was still trying to do right by you as if he was still trying to prove himself worthy of you.

After school on Friday and in the afternoon on Saturday, you found two shirts messily placed on the driver's seat in your car. Friday, it was a black shirt and Saturday it was a white one. You thought it was weird to come out of school to a random t-shirt in your car, so you looked around trying to spot the culprit but with no luck.

You carefully picked up the shirt and smelled it, instantly melting. Your heartbeat sped up knowing it was Paul's shirt, the same black one he wore to the movies.

He was so thoughtful that it blew your mind. He wasn't at school that day but he still came by to bring you one of his shirts and he went out of his way to bring you on Saturday as well. He was everything and more and you started to feel bad about how you left things.

You pulled up in front of the small brown house, already amazed at the seclusion provided by the trees. You took a deep breath, got out the truck, and walked up the steps to the house. You took one more breath before reaching up and knocking on the hard part of the screen door. The main door was open, giving you a clear view of the kitchen and a woman by the stove.

She jumped in surprise at the knocking before walking over to the door, opening it to greet you.

"Hi, can I help you?" She asked as a smile graced her face.

She was stunning; copper skin like Paul's, dark brown, almost black, eyes that were sparkling with happiness, and jet black hair complemented by bangs. The right side of her face was scarred from where her hairline started to her jaw. Three jagged thick red lines, despite them being fully healed. You gulped once you realized it looked like scratch marks but you pushed the thought to the back of your mind.

"Sorry to bother, but is Paul in?" You asked and quickly decided to elaborate. "He said if I needed him, someone here would know where he was."

"You must be Y/N! Come in," She gasped and stepped back so she could usher you in. You walked in and gave her a soft smile. "Sit!"

The house was warm, much warmer than outside. You were wearing a grey long sleeve with Paul's black short sleeve on top and a pair of jeans. It would've been smart for you to bring a coat but you figured you were going to see Paul so you didn't need one.

You understood now why Paul thought of this as his second home. Besides the welcoming host, the house too was welcoming. You wanted to kick your shoes off and lay down for a nap after a huge meal or ling day at school. That was the vibe it gave you. You loved it. And if Paul loved it and he felt at home, then you loved it ten times more.

"I don't want to impose," You mumbled, already regretting your decision to come. Emily was nice and you were happy that she wasn't a grouch but despite her kindness and the homey feeling of the house, you still felt like an intruder. This wasn't the first time you were conflicted about how to feel about something pertaining to Paul.

"Nonsense! You're always welcome here. Now sit," She demanded softly, making you nod and listen. She offered food and drinks but you only asked for water to help calm your nerves. She poured you a glass before sitting at the table, in the seat directly across from you. "You're more beautiful than Paul described. I'm Emily, by the way. I already know so much about you, you're all Paul talks about."

"Oh, thank you," You said and let a small smile show on your face, the tenseness escaping for a second.

"Paul's out with Sam and Jared, helping out Embry. Embry's a friend of yours, right?"

"Yeah, he's like my little brother. How do you know the boys, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I don't mind at all! I'm engaged to Sam. He was the first to phase so he's been helping the other boys out. It's not a cult or... a gang like everyone thinks it is," Emily's smile turned into a frown at the end. "But they should be back any minute now.”

Her smile returned as you talked to her some more. She was someone that you never wanted to see upset. You never wanted to see anyone upset but you felt she was too unsullied to frown.

“Oh! Paul told me you enjoyed the spaghetti I made. Well, to be fair we both made it. He was really eager to learn how to make it,” She remembered up and you smiled at the memory of Paul nervously handing over the bowl.

“Yeah, the spaghetti was great. I was shocked he even brought some for me,” You nodded.

“Paul can be a real sweetheart when he wants to be,” She smiled and winked at you.

The screen door creaked open and three pairs of feet shuffled into the house. Your head snapped up, hoping to see Paul but you only saw Jared, Embry, and who you assumed was Sam, all shirtless. All three looked tired but Embry had bags under his eyes and looked beyond fatigued. While this wasn't much of an upgrade, he wasn't brooding anymore so you assumed he was gaining control over his shifting.

"Sam, Jared, this is Y/N," Emily introduced you two the two. "Y/N, this is Sam and Jared."

"I know Y/N; we've been going to the same schools since we were kids. I used to sneak her snacks from her lunch tray," Jared chuckled.

"Wow, so you were the asshole that was stealing my snacks? Figures," You scoffed playfully. "But it's nice to meet you, Sam."

"It's nice to finally meet the person Paul fills the mind link with," He smiled as his deep voice rang through the house, before leaning down to peck the top of Emily's head.

Sam was the biggest of the four boys in the pack. You didn't know if it was because he was four years older than them or if it was because he was the alpha. He was tall, 6'6", and had a tattoo like Paul and Jared that decorated his round and protruding muscles.

"Y/N, what're you doing here?" Embry questioned warily while shifting his eyes to look at Sam and Jared who were now seated at the wooden table.

"It's okay, Embry. She knows," Sam nodded, relieving Embry almost instantaneously.

"Oh good, I hated being away from you. And you're literally all Paul thinks about. Ya know, wolf telepathy. I thought you were obsessed with him. Tuh, have a peek into his mind," Embry rambled. Once he finished, he pulled out of your seat and into a hug.

"Um last time I checked, you guys were obsessed with him. Not me," You laughed and hugged him back.

"You done torturing him?" Jared teased immediately after biting into his banana that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. His words made you frown and bury your head into Embry's chest some more.

Despite phasing, gaining some muscle, and growing a little over Jacob's height, he was still your Embry. Long hair and tattoo-less but you weren't sure for how long. Emily was filling you in on all the small details about the wolves so you knew Embry would have to cut his hair short.

"Ignore him, Y/N. Paul should be coming in soon," Embry said and rubbed your back comfortingly.

"What about Paul?"

The voice made you shoot out of Embry's arms as the heat was settling throughout your body. It was your Paul and your body was happily reacting to being in the same space as him.

He walked around Embry and was ready to sit at the table when he spotted you, making his dark brown eyes gloss over in a mix of joy and admiration.

"Y/N!" He breathed out, still taken aback by your presence and the sight of you in another shirt of his.

Embry chuckled and moved by you to take your seat at the table.

"Hey," You whispered. You tried to look at the boy in front of you, but you only grew shy. "Can we talk?"

"Y-Yeah, of course," He nodded eagerly and held out a hand for you to take. You looked at it for a moment, hesitating, but you grabbed it and squeezed it tight. Now that he was in your grasp, you didn't want to let go. "We'll be back. Don't let Jared eat all the food, Sam," He said before walking out of the cozy house, taking you with him.

He led you into the trees, and it seemed like you're walking forever until you sat down on a log.

"Sorry we had to go so far, wolf hearing," He shrugged and kept his eyes on his fiddling hands that rested in his lap.

"And they know what you're thinking?" You curiously asked.

"I can... keep things to myself if I really wanted to. If I try really hard I can almost block out their thoughts as well; make them quiet," He tried to explain.

You just nodded and kept your eyes down, letting the silence surround you. It shouldn't be like this though. It shouldn't be awkward between you when before you couldn't stop talking to each other.

You felt your eyes fill with the predictable wetness, making you sigh, "it hurts to be away from you for too long. I literally can't breathe. I don't know if it's the imprint or separation anxiety but I need to be with you. The shirts aren't enough."

"Come here, Darling," He invited you, opening his arms for you to lean into which you happily obliged. "I just need you to understand: it's not only the imprint. You mean the world to me; spending all that time with you, you became my best friend. You're my everything. Even without the imprint, I'd feel the same way. The imprint doesn't make the relationship romantic. That was us."

You nodded and held him tightly as he pecked your head and rubbed your back gently.

"It's not just the imprint talking?"

"It's not just the imprint talking," He confirmed. "I choose you."

[AN: I was not expecting so many people to like the first part so it took me by complete surprise when I was being asked to make a part two !! also, I want to write more for this relationship, like blurbs because I think they’re so cute so let me know if that’s something you’re interested in. but thank you for all the love and support these past couple days, it means a lot. and my inbox is always always open if you need to talk, rant, laugh, or request anything. i'm so warm and fuzzy. k bye !]

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Exothermic - chapter sixteen

Amalthea vs the Wolves Den

"I'm sorry-- the fucking what? Did you say vampire? Vampire girl? Bella, what the fuck do you be doing around here that people call you that? Vampire girl!"

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The car was filled with a somber silence, drizzles of rain splattered onto the windshield only to be wiped away.

Amalthea tore her eyes away from the racing drops of rain, "So, are we just not gonna talk about the dudes who got a bit mad, turned into giant ass wolves, and almost caused my cousin to die?"

Bella nudged her cousin on the elbow, signaling for the girl to shut her mouth. Thea whispered under her breath to the brunette, "No, I'm serious. The fuck happened to normal fist fighting!" The only reply she got was another nudge and silence.

Another minute passed before Amalthea opened her mouth yet again, "Bella I know we almost, you know, passed away- but we got to go back to Uncle Charlie's if I got to do Uley's part. Haven't even started on mine, was kinda hoping I could bribe him into doing it." Bella, skin still quite pale, pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.

Embry and Jared sniggered as the girl muttered, thinking the wolves couldn't possibly listen in.

Embry pulled Bella's truck toward a tiny, weathered house. From the back, Jared jumped out and opened the passenger door. Both girls stayed unbudgingly still. Amalthea fearing how vulnerable not having the protection of the vehicle made the both of them, and Bella fearing for Jacob's fate.

Embry turned toward Jared, "Pay up. She didn't puke." Annoyed, the boy handed the other five bucks. "Told you she was tough! She runs with bloodsuckers."

'Bella runs with mosquitoes? The hell she doin' that for?' Amalthea thought, apprehensively looking at her worried cousin from the side of her eyes.

"Wait-- we should go back, make sure that Jacob's okay."

Jared cut in on her worries, "I hope Paul gets some teeth in him. Serves him right."

Thea had the decency to look affronted as Bella snapped her head toward the boy with squinted eyes.

"No way. Jake's a natural. Did you see the way he phased on the fly? Five bucks Paul doesn't touch him." Embry spoke, easing Bella's worries. Jared retorted back with agreeance.

The shape shifters noticed the girls hadn't moved at all, "Come on in. We won't bite." Embry spoke, grinning at the two.

Jared quipped back, "Speak for yourself."

Bella gently shoved Amalthea out, who was very much still hesitant on leaving her spot. Warily, the girls climbed out of the car and joined the waiting boys.

Embry stopped the Swan pair, "Oh, hey, about Emily - Sam's fiancé- try not to stare. Bugs Sam."

Responses of "Why would I stare--" and "Whatever man," were cut off as the shape shifters entered the house.

Hesitantly, Bella entered behind Jared and Embry, Amalthea following timidly behind her, trying to perfect her brave face. A woman was seen standing at a counter, taking freshly made muffins out of the tin. Long, black hair draped over the side of her face, "You guys hungry? Like I have to ask...."

The young woman looked toward the quartet, showcasing the three scars running from her hairline down to her chin. Quickly glancing at the lines that pulled down the woman's eye and twisted the corner of her mouth, Amalthea subtly admired the deep scars.

'Guess it's time to add facial scars to the list of things I find hot!' Thea silently thought, the voice in her mind sighing.

Amalthea's attention was broken from her thoughts when the woman spoke again, "who's this?" questioning Jared and Embry, who were beelining for the warm muffins.

Jared went for a muffin, "Bella Swan and her cousin. Who else?"

"Jesus fuck, I have a name!" Thea muttered, looking to the beautiful woman in front of her, "The cousin's name is Amalthea Swan."

A loud bang was heard from the small back yard of the house, followed by a yelp of pain. Emily pretended like the sound wasn't heard, keeping her attention on Bella.

"So you're the vampire girl."

"I'm sorry-- the fucking what? Did you say vampire? Vampire girl? Bella, what the fuck do you be doing around here that people call you that? Vampire girl!" Amalthea was absolutely appalled, confusion masquerading her fear. Both women ignored the girl and her anxious rambling.

'If shape-shifting, big ass wolves exist, who's to say vampires can't?' Thea suddenly felt a bit light headed at the idea, missing Bella's response to the woman.

"Werewolves? I'm just engaged to one. But these animals--" Emily slapped Embry's hand as she spoke, "Save some for your brothers."

It was as if the gravity of the situation finally set in. Amalthea paled and stood pin straight, with her back to the wall next to the entrance. Anxiety of all the unknown caused for her to close up. As Thea was struggling to stop trembling, Bella cautiously toed toward the counter, eyes peeled on the door for any sight of Jacob.

Thea felt buzzing in her ears, mind beginning to muddle with unpleasant thoughts and eyes never straying from her dirty shoes. She just wanted to go back to Charlie's. None of this would be happening if they just stayed at Charlie's. Breaths began to feel harder to catch, as if she just ran a mile. A weight felt like it resided in her chest and would never move again. She'd never have been in this situation- which Bella is dealing with shockingly well, may she add!- if she didn't try to see Uley. Thea wondered if he knew that his brother was a giant wolf in his spare time.

The deep, gruff voice that belonged to Sam Uley caused for her to jump in shock, heart stopping quickly just before picking back up its rapid pace again.

The man spoke from the door way, "Because there are bad things here." He walked toward Emily, "And they're getting worse."

'Whatever the fuck that means!' Thea took to cracking her knuckles, trying to calm herself down before having an actual panic attack, using techniques the guidance counseling sessions that she was forced to attend had taught her. People around the girl conversing worked as white noise to the loud thoughts that refused to leave her brain. The panic was incessant and  embarrassing, considering how unaffected Bella seemed to be.

Thea looked back up from the floor when two more people walked into the small house, laughing and jabbing at one another. She watched as her cousin took a breath of relief, Jared and Embry looking over the boys in search of injury. A scar was healing on Paul's arm, leading to Jared rolling his eyes.

Amalthea watched as Bella walked toward Jacob, eyes widening in fear that Bella might leave her alone in a house where every single person was a stranger. Well, that was until a tall - and seemingly buffer than before - teen walked in from the backyard.

Hearing a dramatic intake of breath, all eyes turned to the teenager who arrived. His eyes were trained on the small, very pale girl hiding against a wall.

"Oh my god, Mal! My bestie, I've missed you! Where have you been-- wait no where have I been. I was gonna break and tell you everything anyway," a hand slapped Trevor Uley's head, though not deterring him from prancing toward the girl, "The first time you called I almost cried. Honest! Did you go to Jackson's game? Shit, I hope so." The boy took to whispering, knowing the shifters could still hear him, "Stalker wouldn't let me go." He rolled his eyes, opening his arms for Thea to give him a hug.

Little did Trevor know at the moment, his presence felt like a saving grace to the girl. Thea knew he wouldn't ditch on her like Bella would. Apparently, he missed her too much to do so.

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“Natural” - Chapter 5 - Embry Call x Reader

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“(Y/N)!” Seth says excitedly from the log he was sitting on, jumping up to come over. 

“Hey Seth.” I smile, hugging him as Embry took the cookies from my hand. 

“Welcome back. We all missed you, especially Embry.” He elbows me in the side jokingly. 

“You’re all Embry thought about, all the time.” Paul teases, nudging Embry before running further down the beach. 

I look at Embry with a questioning look.

“We can hear each other’s thoughts in wolf form.” Jacob whispers to me. 

I look at him, nodding in surprise, mouthing a “wow.” 

“I missed you all. I’m so happy to be back.” I look around, seeing Leah sitting on the log. 

“Hey, Leah. How are you?” I ask. 

“Well, you know. Dealing with all these jackasses. The usual.” She smirks. 

“Fair. Let’s hang out soon and catch up. I’m sure you need a girl’s day soon.” I smile. 

“That could be fun, they drive me mad.” She nods, giving a soft smile. 

Jacob looks at me surprised, flashing me a set of worried eyes. 

I return the look with one of questioning, I’ve always been cool with Leah. She was great. Something to ask about later, noted. 

Embry opens the container and begins taking cookies, then the rest of them devoured the cookies quicker than I thought possible. Embry himself put seven away before I finished my first one. 

“Easy there, killer.” I joke. 

From what I recognize to be Emily walks over with a tray of sandwiches and s’mores stuff, earning the hands from everyone grabbing something off the tray. 

A tall man walks closely behind her, I assume this to be Sam. 

“You must be (Y/N), I’m Sam.” He walks over, smiling at me and reaching his hand out for me to shake. 

“Hi Sam, nice to meet you.” I smile back. 

“It’s a pleasure to meet the girl that my pack speaks so fondly of.” 

“Likewise, they all speak very highly of you.” 

My mind suddenly raced back to a little over a year ago. 

“(Y/N), I don’t want to be next. I don’t understand what happened to Embry… to Jake. I’m so scared.” 

“Quil, I don’t understand. What’s going on?” 

“Jake and Embry won’t talk to me anymore, they’re different.” His voice cracks over the phone.

I too noticed the difference in Jacob and Embry, less phone calls. Less texts. Less video chatting. But overall I still heard from them regularly. I don’t know why they would abandon Quil. 

“What, where did all this come from?” 

“Sam. Sam Uley.” His shaky voice speaks through the phone.

And suddenly it all made sense. It made sense why soon after that conversation, they seemed to resolve their issues-- without any further explanation to me. 

I snap back to reality as Sam let go of my hand and I was met with a welcoming hug from Emily. 

I hugged her back, feeling her sweet and caring nature through the embrace. 

We pull apart and I’m met with the feeling of Embry’s hand on my lower back, lighting my senses on fire. 

The sun was starting to set, so Jacob and Embry took over lighting the fire. 

I took the opportunity to sit and talk with Leah, 

“So, how’s La Push been treating you?” I ask. 

“It’s been better. It’s been pretty tough.” She gives me a sad smile. 

“I know, I’m sorry. I am. I’m really sorry for everything you’ve been going through.” Both of us turn our attention to Emily and Sam. 

“Thanks. Everyone else seems to get annoyed by it.” She scoffs. 

“What?” I turn to her with wide eyes, filled with shock.

She looks at me, disappointed in her face.

“Apparently it’s annoying that I’m mad about it because Sam can’t control it.” She shrugs, Seth sitting next to her placing a hand on her shoulder. 

“It doesn’t matter if he can’t control it. Of course you’re mad-- you’re upset. You have every right to be. Is it Jacob?” I ask. 

“Thanks, (Y/N). It’s nice to have someone rational around here. Of course it’s Jacob.” She scoffs.

“What a hypocrite.” I huff. 

“Exactly.” 

“I’m sorry, Leah. I can talk to him if you want, remind him he’s not far from your position at all.” I look over at Jacob, who can clearly hear me, eyeing me from the side. 

“It’s fine, he can hear you now. He knows what you think.” She smirks. 

“Well, now you have another girl here. It’s been a while since we talked but I hope we can be good friends.” I smile at her. 

She nods, smiling a bit. Leah cared and I knew it. Though she was a woman of few words, her feelings were apparent in her actions, I knew she enjoyed my company as much as I enjoyed hers. She was fun, but knew when to calm it down. She knew what she wanted, she knew her worth. Leah was stronger than most, I can’t imagine seeing someone I thought I would marry one day drop all feelings for me and end up proposing to my cousin. Let alone to have to see him every day, following his orders, and to have that mind link. 

The more I thought, the more I thought about how she needs a friend. I felt for her. She deserved better, and I would help her find better. 

Embry soon joined us, sitting on my other side and wrapping his arm around me. 

“Hey guys.” He smiles.

“Hey.” Leah mumbles, in her slightly sour mood. 

“Hey, Emrby.” Seth smiles. 

“Does Sunday work? We can get food or something? Or hang out at my house? Give you a break from all this?” I offer. 

“Yeah, that sounds like fun.” She smiles. 

“Can I co-” Embry and Seth begin. 

“Nope. Sorry.” I smile. 

Embry pouts and Seth looks a bit disappointed, but I saw Leah’s appreciation in her eyes. 

“We can all do something another day. Leah needs a break from testosterone. Em, you and I will be together the rest of the weekend, don’t forget.” I smile at him. 

“You’re right.” He kissed my temple. 

“Okay, it’s time for them to talk.” He whispers in my ear. 

The elders sat around, explaining the legends from the beginning. 

The story about the third wife was one that stuck with me since I was a child. What a courageous woman. It’s crazy to hear all of these stories again, now knowing that they were no longer legends-- but real history. I was mesmerized by Billy’s words just as much as I was over a decade ago. 

Soon after, we returned to the light banter and roasting of marshmallows.  

“So how was Texas, (Y/N)?” Seth asks excitedly. 

“I hated it. I really did.” I laugh. 

“Dang, I’m sorry. At least you’re back, though.” He smiles at me. 

“I know, I’m so happy to be back with everyone.” I smile. 

Embry pulls me closer into his side. 

“I’m so happy to hold you again, I’m so happy you’re back.” He whispers into my ear, sending shivers up my spine. 

I turn around and press a kiss to his cheek, smiling like an idiot as I pull away. 

“Yuck!” Quil comes over, beginning to wrestle with Embry. 

“Damn it, Quil.” Embry says, falling into the sand behind him. 

I heard them rustling, Embry quickly overpowering Quil as they continued. 

I look down at them, shaking my head and laughing to myself. 

“My money’s on Quil.” I heard a voice belonging to none other than Jake.

“Oh, you’re on. Five bucks Quil taps out.” I scoff.

“You got it, chief.” He laughs. 

“Em, don’t mess this up. I got money on this.” I chuckle. 

“So, you and Leah are gonna be buddies?” He laughs. 

“Listen, you guys are more alike than you think. Stop being a dick to her.” I scold. 

“I’m not being a dick, I just don’t know what else to say. Try having your own pent up anger plus that in your mind almost every day.” He shakes his head. 

“She can say the same thing, but she doesn’t. Just try to have some compassion.” I reason.

“Alright Dr. Phil, I’ll work on it.” He laughs. 

“Ow! Jesus Embry chill!” We hear Quil exclaim from behind us. 

“Hand it over, Jake.” I put my hand out as Jake pulls a five out of his pocket, handing it over. 

“Damn it, Quil.” He mumbles. 

I laugh as Embry joins my side once again, behaving kind of like a magnet. 

The elders left the beach, off to do their own thing. Soon Sam and Emily followed. Leaving Embry, Jake, Paul, Jared, Quil, Leah, Seth and myself left at the beach.  

“What should we do now, guys?” Seth asked. 

“We can play games at my house.” I offer. “That sounds like fun.” Seth beams. 

Everyone nods in agreement and we head back to my house in Forks. 

I drove with my usual group, allowing everyone else to follow me back to my house. 

I open my door and see my dad sitting on the couch, watching TV. 

“Hey, dad.” I smile. 

“What’s up, (Y/N)? Hello Embry, Quil, and Jake.” He smiles.

“The rest of them are coming, too. Game night.” I smile at him.

“Oh, cool. I haven’t seen everyone in a while. I’ll say hi but I’m gonna head to bed, I have work in the morning. Try not to be too loud.” 

“Okay, you got it.” 

“So, Embry.” My dad begins, walking over to him, wrapping his arm around his shoulder and leading him into the kitchen. 

“Great.” I sigh, looking at Embry as he turns his head, eyes about to pop out of his skull.

Jacob and Quil look at me, eyes also widening and stifling their laughs. 

I heard the rest of everyone talking outside the door, I swung it open to let them in. 

“Hey, (Y/N)!” A chorus of voices ring through my ears. 

“Hey, come on in. Take a seat.” I nod over to the couches behind me.

They all shuffle in, sitting around my living room. Jake turns the TV on and I grab the board games from my room, bringing them downstairs. 

“Is he still in there?” I ask Quil.

“Yeah, it’s going well.” He laughs at me. 

“Oh I forgot you can hear, fill me in.” I laugh. 

“We can all hear.” Jared reminds me, smiling. 

I shake my head, realizing how much of this I would have to get used to. 

“Well, what game should we play?” Leah asks. 

“I wish we could do monopoly, there’s just too many of us.” I shrug. 

“We can do teams.” Seth offers up. 

“That could work, it just might get intense.” I warn, smiling at the thought. 

Embry walks back into the living room, my father walks up the stairs after bidding us all a goodnight. 

“Welcome back.” I smile awkwardly. 

His eyes never broke mine, seemingly of excitement but also nervousness. 

“How was it?” I ask.

“It went well. Normal dad things, I think. We caught up on life, then he told me about how he feels about this happening.” He spoke lowly to me, trying to give the illusion of privacy. 

Thankfully, everyone else talked amongst themselves, also being considerate to my feelings.

“What did he say about it?” I whisper. 

“That he’s happy it’s me, he’s happy about it. Still gave me the stereotypical dad rundown though, even though he and I both know I don’t need it.” He smiled, kissing my temple once again.

“That’s great.” I smile, leaning into his side. 

We split up the teams and prepared for blood. 

Jared chose Paul, a dangerous combo. Leah and Seth paired up, Jake and Quil, leaving Embry and I as the last team. To say this was a competitive bunch was an understatement. There was a lot of discussion, a lot of yelling and frustration, cheating accusations, and cheating attempts. After about two hours, Leah won after building on every property she could, destroying everyone in her path.

“Ha.” She smirks. “Unreal.” Paul scoffs. 

Everyone had their little disagreements, but thankfully no blood spilled. It was a great time.

At about midnight, we decided to call it a night. 

I walk everyone out, but Embry stays behind once again as Paul’s phone began to ring. 

“Hello?” He answers on the front porch. 

“Why is Emily calling so late?” Jared asks. 

“We’re coming.” Paul speaks into the phone, serious tone quickly taking over. 

“What’s up?” Jared asks. 

“Sam picked up on something, you and I are patrolling with him.” He nods at Jared.

“I’ll come, too.” Jacob decides. 

“You guys are taking over later.” Paul looks at Seth and Leah. 

“Embry, be ready. You’ll join them at 4 if we still don’t get anything or need your help.” Paul looks at him. 

“Okay.” He looks Paul in the eye, nodding in agreement. 

I look up at everyone, seeing how quickly things can change for them. 

And then it hit me, that meant there was a vampire running around. 

Fear instilled in my body, freezing me in my tracks. 

“Don’t worry, bean. Nothing’s gonna happen to you.” Embry noticed my discomfort, trying to help me feel better. 

“But I don’t want any of you to get hurt.” I say meekly.

“(Y/N), don’t worry. We got this, it’s what we’re made to do.” Jacob nudges me. 

“Nothing’s gonna happen to us. Nothing’s gonna happen to you. You gotta see us in action one day.” Paul smiles. 

“No, she doesn’t.” Embry says quickly. 

“I mean, I feel in the dark. I kinda wanna see what goes on. Maybe not in action but...” I trail off. 

“Maybe.” Embry looks down at me. 

“Good luck.” I say to Paul and Jared before they took off into the woods. 

Everyone parts ways, but Embry follows me up into my room until it’s his turn to patrol.

I lay in my bed, patting the spot next to me. Embry walks over and lays in the spot next to me, pulling me into his chest. 

“Bean?” 

“Yeah?” 

“You know I wouldn’t let anything happen to you, right?” 

“Of course. I know.” I inhale his scent, feeling serenity take over.

“I won’t let anyone touch you. Ever. I’m gonna be perfectly safe, we work as a pack. We’re much faster, stronger, and most vampires don’t know that we even exist. I want you to know, you’re safe.” He kisses my forehead. 

“You do make me feel safe, Embry.” I nuzzle my face into the crook of his neck. 

“Your heart is still racing.” He chuckles. 

“I know, I still feel safe with you… I just worry about you. I need to know you’re safe. This feeling goes both ways.” My words barely above a whisper. 

“I’ll show you, we can handle ourselves. Don’t worry about us.” 

“I love you, Embry.”

“I love you, too (Y/N). Try to sleep tonight. I’ll stay with you until you fall asleep, and tomorrow I’ll check on you, or you can check on me.” He chuckles softly. 

I nod into his chest. 

His warm hands held me, one rubbed circles in my back and the other ran fingers through my hair. His warmth radiated, making me fall into a deep slumber. 

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[fixeddawn]

Boy do I love this blog so, so much.

Was there a New Moon in the AU? Or did Bella put a stop to that nonsense immediately.

(Spoilers for the story Clotho (The Moirai Saga) ahead, beware!)

Edward: "Okay so what had happened was-"

-Bella and Alice appear, shoving him out of the way with a squeak-

Alice: "GURL YOU KNOW HE'S STILL AN IDIOT."

Bella: "I- ugh, I tore him a new asshole when he told me he didn't actually love me, and he got me FUCKED up, but he still left. It was rough, especially when my powers started acting up and I started having panic attacks and meltdowns. The wolf pack over here is a bunch of different families, all somewhat Irish, they're descendants of the people of Ossory. Jakes grand-dad immigrated here in the 60's. Actually, OI, JACOB-"

-Jacob shoves into the room, but knocks his head on the doorframe on the way in.-

Jake: "FUCK. Finally man, the Boyz can talk!

Bella: "Eagan (Embry) Got you saying that now too, huh?"

Jake: "Ye, it's funnier. Anyway, shit happened WAY different than in the original plot line. Bella and I still got to be friends, and she hung out with my fam a lot, we have massive bonfires cause my dads the youngest of eight kids.

I helped her find her own place actually! My auntie had a 2 bedroom 2 bath house for rent cheap and she took it on the promise of painting it and shit. Of course then she got mixed up in all of our chaos, especially with the pub my dad runs in town, we got the Blacks, and the O'Clearys and the Udys, three old bloodlines. Bella actually found out about the pack by accident, I uh...I had a massive crush on her and she wasn't ready and stuff got tense and I just...poof, y'know?"

Bella: -makes exploding hand gesture- "Poof."

Jake: "Paul didn't like it at first but she became a member of the pack, we don't really imprint like...romantically, it's super rare, but mostly we imprint familial-y, Bella kept helping Emily cook and clean up and deal with a bunch of rowdy guys. (we got put to work too, don't worry) And she just meshed. She also became our field medic. It got so bad that if we weren't at The Farm, we were probably sprawled out on Bella's living room couch and floor, passed out.

Bella: "It was like snow white and the 7 goofy werewolves, it was great. Leah disliked me at first, but she still went through that thing with Sam, so she was struggling. We actually bonded over the whole "Fuck having a supernatural Ex" thing. Girls gotta support each other, you know? She and Emily also made up with a little time. When I was having my nightmares, facing all the shit that was going down alone and helpless, I told her about them. She's a professional kickboxer! She's fucking badass!! I begged her to train me and kept shoving cash at her until she let me hire her. I was USELESS at first, but she ran me hard, and eventually I could even hold my own in a fight against (human) Seth! All the while, Jake here was finding it hard to keep it in his pants, but he was really my rock, I tried to do everything I could to support him through his change and the aftermath, but it...well. You know who I married. -she cringes, Jake puts an arm around her shoulder for a rough squeeze and a small smile, obviously forgiving-

Jake: My crush was hard man, it still is low-key, (J: 👀 B: 😑) but...well, her panic attacks were still coming. And one night we were dancing, and I...well..."

Bella: "We kissed, I was so desperate to move on, feel something else, but I panicked. It wasn't right."

Jake: "She bolted from the party, ran into the woods, I remember screaming, and then this awful earsplitting sound, and a shockwave.

Bella: "....I kinda, blew down like 30 square feet of the forest around me. Thats when I realized all the popping lightbulbs and shaking surfaces weren't earthquakes...but, well, me. It was the worst panic attack I've ever had. So now, my vampire Bf dumped me, my best friend is a werewolf, and I can fuck shit up with my mind on accident when I'm highly emotional. Queue complete mental breakdown."

Jake: "...Then the redhead showed up."

Bella: "Victoria...she killed my coworker, my friend, horribly, gave him the same injuries James did to send the message. We realized she would start going after the people I was close to if she couldn't get to me. I pretty much hunkered down at The Farm after that, the pack did rounds and tried to protect so much land...I was terrified someone was going to get hurt. When she attacked The Farm, we were blindsided. She caught Seth around his chest and almost crushed him. I was terrified, I managed to use one of my "Bubbles" to blow her away from both of us so I could get him to safety and reset his ribs."

Alice: "And all 𝘐 saw was victoria closing in on Bella from above for a third of a second, when she let out her bubble, so, ofc, I thought she was dead and immediately bolted back to Pullman. Everyone else came too, Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Jasper... We were so shocked Victoria went after her and 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘴.

"We found out, when we arrived at her apartment and she was still alive and being guarded by werewolves, that it was because my dumbass brother never gave her my goodbye letter, and lied to both sides about his intentions for what happened that day in the woods. He told the family he was going to tell her the truth, that he was going to take himself away from the situation and see if she couldn't move forward, if she couldn't have a human life. Not that he was going to lie to her that he "found out it was infatuation and not love" or whatever the fuck the Drama-King decided made sense. -steps hard on Edward, he squeaks mournfully-

"Emmett and Jazz were about ready to hunt him down for not giving her a way to contact the family, Esme was devastated that Bella thought we'd just abandoned her, Rose was...well, rose, and Carlisle and I were dissapointed, (mine was more on the murder side tho.)

Bella: "We really didn't think it could get much worse, but Edward's creative."

Alice: "Rose calls him to tell him Vicky killed Bella, because EMMETT NEVER FUCKING CALLED HER. Edward flies into a fucking rage tantrum and ofc, goes to italy. When I told her what was happening, Bella was 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥, like, walls shaking, lightbulbs popping pissed, and tbh I kinda wanted to see her kick his twink ass."

Bella: "...The emotions were wild. Rage, betrayal, relief, fear, it was such a jumble. When we got there, saved him, and got passed the volturi, we stayed overnight- well, over𝘥𝘢𝘺 in one of the dorm room things. I was still in my funeral dress and nylons and had lost my shoes, so they let me shower and sleep. First however, I laid into Ed. I wasn't going to carry the weight of "if I accidentally die, I'm gonna be the fuckin reason Edward is taken from his family too." Especially not as a Human. I informed him he was going to come home, apologize, take his lumps, and cope. He was a grown ass man and he needed to act like one and clean up the mess he made."

Edward, from the floor, muffled: "Safe to say, I learned my lesson. My self flagellation and pity-party was immature at best, destructive at worst. I apologized to Bella and my family, and did not yet ask for forgiveness, just for the opportunity to prove that I 𝘩𝘢𝘥 learned something from all of this."

Bella: "...We didn't get back together at first. I couldn't trust him, and he obviously did not trust me or my feelings. But I still loved him. When he was there for me and recognized/supported my autonomy, over a little bit of time I was able to trust him again. I think we both grew a LOT during the experience, and while it sucked the whole time, it was also a catalyst for better things to come. Jake was upset, at first, but we had a long and hard talk. Honestly about what I was able to give to a friendship and if it would be enough for him. He eventually decided, that it was. We still bro's. He even made friends with Edward."

Jake: -Grins and steps on Edwards head. Edward growls and rolls over to drag him to the ground. The boys play-wrestle in the background, though it looks less playful than others. Growling, gnashing, and the word 'fuck' is heard often from the fray.-

Alice: "Idiots."

Bella: "The Cullens and the wolves actually bonded as Esme and Sam strategized about the newborn war. We're not "natural enemies" after all, just smelly to alert the other we're in the area. So Jake and the pack and I are still close as ever. "

"Sorry if this was long winded, but it deserved an explanation! I'm gonna go break the boys up now, thanks for your question!"