Imagine Embry saving you, A Cullen, from A Newborn
You were pretty distracted with the two newborns in front of you and didnât notice the one hiding in the bushes behind you, readying to pounce and tear you to pieces. Your family, your boyfriend, and the Quileute wolf pack were defending your land against Victoria and her army of newborns, awhile protecting Edwardâs mate, Bella. Â
The male to your left first sprung towards before the female on your right did. Stopping the incoming attack to your left, you threw your leg up and knocked back the vampire to the other side of the field as you caught the female with your right hand by the neck. Without a second thought you euthanized the female. You searched around for any other newborns coming to attack you but was sidetracked when you saw your shifter boyfriend taking another vampire down.
Distracted, the vampire leaped from the bushes onto your back tackling you to the ground. In a flurry of motions and flailing arms, you end up on your back with the newborn above you. The newborn man had your arms pinned above you with one arm, you tried kicking your legs up to hit him but he blocked your incoming hits wit his free arm.
You never expected to die this way in your fifty years of existence, at most you expected the Volturi to be your end but not this. Â
From a distance, Embry was finishing off a newborn when he saw your form stuck beneath one. Embry was fuming at this sight, this vampire thinks that he is really gonna kill you without him stepping in. No, not today.
Just as the vampire was going in for a neck dislocation bite, a flash of grey and black took down the newborn. You watched as your boyfriend aggressively dislocated the vampireâs head from his body, as if he was a starving man tearing into a fresh piece of meat.Â
Standing back up, you blew a kiss and winked at your boyfriend, he tried to make a wolfish grin but ended up looking constipated instead, before returning to the fight.
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Imagine Loki coming to Save you after The Grandmaster made you a Slave Gladiator
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You could hear a disturbance coming from the hallway outside the gladiators holding cell. Usually the only noise youâd hear in the cell was Krog going on about the resistance or something of the sorts, you tended to tune it out unintentionally.Â
Another crash could be heard from the other side of the door. You stood up from your seated position on the floor and watched the door warily. The door slid open, which never really happened unless they threw in an unconscious gladiator, and walked in your lover, Loki. Â
Loki walked in cautiously, ready for any attack with his ray blaster, until his eyes fell upon you and he relaxed. Rushing over to you, he grabbed your arm and started dragging you out of the cell and down the halls of the Sakkar palace.
âWow no hug or âHi my loveâ?â you sarcastically asked expecting more than being dragged out of the room to a ship hanger.Â
âNowâs not the time (Y/N), Iâm getting you out of here,â Loki walked over to command board and used it to summon a ship. You walked over to it as the main door opened for the ship, but noticed that Loki didnât follow. He stood there and watched you from his position.
âWait arenât you coming?â you looked at him confused.
âI canât follow you kĂŠri, not yet. Iâll find you after Iâm done here, I promise,â he walked over to you. To leave you again for sometime was a very hard decision for Loki but it had to be done.
You shook your head trying to shake away tears. You hated being separated like this but you knew that when he made a promise with you that heâll follow up on it.Â
âIâll kick your ass if you donât. Donât get caught, my love,â you placed a longing kiss to his lips before boarding the ship to leave.Â
kĂŠri = Icelandic translation for dear (closest thing I can get to Nordic/Asgardian)
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Imagine Richie Finally Remembering the crush he had on You, his Arcade Partner
Walking through Derry Park, reminiscing on memories that were coming back to him slowly from forever ago, Richie noticed two kids walking around the park with ice cream cones in their hands.Â
âWhat did you get this time Rich?â you asked holding your cookie dough ice cream. In the hot summer heat of 1989, you guys were walking around Derry Park after an âintenseâ day of playing âStreet Fighterâ.Â
âCotton Candy, theyâre definitely right when they say victory is sweet,â Richie went in for another lick, relishing in his frozen treatâs delicious taste.
âYeah next time itâll be you paying for ice cream,â you pressed his ice cream to his face when he was going in for a lick and ran.
âHey get back here (L/N),â Richie called out after you. A lot of the ice cream got on his nose and the bottom edge of his glasses, he had done this to you before, so it was fair game that you did it back.  Â
âCatch me if you can Trash Mouthâ
Richie came back to the reality of 2016. He couldnât believe he forgot about that memory and you, his arcade crush. Maybe you were still around in town. If you were, you guys couldnât go play around of street fighter, but maybe you wanted to grab some ice cream.
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Imagine Being a Model and Your Boyfriend Harry Distracts You During a Photo-shoot
You kept trying to focus on the photographer, but a certain floofy haired man kept trying to distract you in the background. Keeping a straight face, you moved into the next pose where you squatted down and positioned your hand under your chin.Â
Behind the photographer you saw from the corner of your eye, Harry getting down into the same position and shake his tush. Throwing off your concentration, you wobbled before falling over.Â
âHARRY!!!â you started rolling on the ground, roaring in laughter.Â
âYouâre doing great Darling!!â Harry called over before standing to come help you up. Â
A lot of your shoots were serious and professional but when you brought Harry with you, he tended to liven the mood and it helped loosen you up. He was your cheerleader at your shoots and your runways, and you loved it.Â
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Imagine Pietro Bringing Home Stuff that he âFoundâ
âI found this for you also Princessa,â Pietro pulled out a very (elegant dress/sophisticated suit) from behind his back.
âYou found it or stole it Pietro?â
âSame shit different pilesâ
âNo it isnât Pietro, weâre returning it tomorrow, wherever you got it from.â
âFine.....I just wanted to give you something elegant since I canât really buy you expensive things like some men can,â Pietro looked downcast. Pietro and his sister always lived a poor life, even after the events in Sokovia. He told himself that when he grew up that heâd always try to give his sister and his future significant other the best he can.Â
âPietro, honey, you donât ever have to worry about that,â you set your hand on his cheek, to which he nudge his face into, âI understand that you want to provide me with a âlavishâ and âelegantâ life, but at the end of the day everything in that lifestyle is just possessions. Iâd much rather have you over any possession.â
âYou are too kind to me Princessa, I love you,â he kissed the palm of your hand.
âI know, and I youâ
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Imagine Dean Flirting With You, A Cop
âSo are you the good cop or bad cop?â
âIâm the one you donât wanna piss off Mr.....â you paused and looked at your clipboard for his name, âEastwood? Like the actor?â
âOnly better sweetheart.âÂ
âHardly believe that. So mister âEastwoodâ wanna explain what I found in the back of your car?â
âThatâs all my BDSM toys, I keep it in my trunk for emergenciesâ
âA couple of handguns and blood in bottles is what you call BDSM toys? And you keep them in your trunk for emergencies? Jeez if you call that intimacy, Iâm scared for the girls that have been with youâ Â
âThatâs kink shaming, and what I do in my spare time is none of your business. Unless you want to make it your business,â Dean threw one of his infamous wink and a smirk faces at you in hopes to flirt his way out of the interrogation room.
âIâm going to pretend that I didnât just hear you say that. So you wanna explain the real reason why you have all that junk in your trunk and why there have been several disappearances in the area. Because all that stuff I found in your car makes you a very compelling suspect Mr. âEastwoodâ.â
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Imagine Bringing Harry To Meet Your Parents for The First Time
âAre you sure that your mother will like these flowers?â Harry asked you for the millionth time on the car ride to your parents house.
âYes, daffodils are her favourite and you really didnât have to get any,â you rolled your eyes. Harry had been interrogating throughout the last week about your family, after they invited you both to have dinner with them sometime.
âI canât just show up to your parents house empty handed. I was taught that if youâre going over to meet the parents of you significant other, to bring flowers for the mother and if the mother is happy then you donât have to get the father anything,â Â
âYou are too extra, Harr,â you kissed your boyfriend on the cheek before grabbing his hand bringing him to the front porch.
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Imagine Harry Using The Resurrection Stone And Sees You
â(Y/N)?â
âHi Harry..â You had died a couple years ago during the Tri-Wizard Tournament when the cup had teleported Harry and yourself to that graveyard. You were the chosen Hogwartsâ champion and Harryâs secret crush. Harry was in the forest, on his way to his death by Voldemort and his followers, and pulled out the Resurrection stone.
âItâs been awhile...â
âAwhile doesnât seem that long when your dead, but doesnât mean that you should try to find that out Harry. Why are you doing this? You can turn back now, go defend Hogwarts.Â
âI have to do this (Y/N). For everyone that is still alive, for all people whoâs been killed because of me. You would be still alive if I wasnât involved in the tournament. Iâm going and Iâm not changing my mind.â
You form shifted to look like you were taking a breath, âAlright, just know that Hedwig and I are waiting on the otherside, she misses you. But itâs never too late to turn around.â Â
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Imagine Being A Delegate And Having A Flirtationship with TâChalla
âWell if it isnât the sexiest politician and King in the world,â you slid up beside the Wakanda King at the bar.Â
The United Nations was hosting a peace Gala and you were their on behalf of (C/N). Other than having an alliance and trade agreement between Wakanda and (C/N), TâChalla and yourself would communicate about other matters and some times would through cheeky comments at each other.Â
âAnd if it isnât stunning (C/N) delegate,â TâChalla picked up your hand from the bar and placed a feather light kiss to it, âTis what do I owe the pleasure?â
You wanted to pursue something further with him but he was a King and you just a delegate. However, what you didnât know was that he wanted something more with you than this simple flirtationship.
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Imagine Emmett Tries to be Silly to Make you Laugh on a Bad Day
âHey (Y/N), baby!â you heard your vampire boyfriend call for you. You turn around to find your boyfriend hanging upside down from the tree you stood beside.Letting out a yelp, you jumped back and rolled your eyes at how Emmett was acting. You told Emmett about your rough day at work, and how you just needed a pick-me-up. He suggested to go out for a walk to talk about it, because being outside can actually make you feel better.Â
âIâm Spiderman, come give me a kissâ
âNo you look like a bat or a monkey hanging from the tree,â you giggled looking at him up and down and placed your hands lightly on his face, âAnd youâre more handsome than Spiderman.â
âFeel better?âÂ
âMaybe,â you nuzzled your nose against his before stealing a short sweet kiss from his lips and started running away him from him so he could go catch you. Your monkey man really knew how to brighten your day.
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Imagine Quentin trying to Win You Back After You Found Out His Secret
âWhat do you want me to say (Y/N), that Iâm not the bad guy? I will say whatever you want me to say, just please hear me out.â
âNo Beck, I thought I could trust you,â you wiped your eyes trying to prevent anymore tears escaping from them, âYou know how I feel about people lying to me and using meâ
Quentin and yourself had become close friends when Fury had first brought him into the newly reformed SHEILD headquarters. You were a SHEILD agent that tend to work alone and you preferred it that way, until Fury paired the two of you together for the missions in Europe. After awhile you became a little more open about your feelings about working with others, because they tend to use and abuse your kindness. Quentin and yourself talked it through about how he wouldnât do that and he promised to be completely honest with you no matter what. When he made that promise, you felt yourself fall for him a little more. Finally, someone who wouldnât take advantage of your kindness and trust is what you thought before finding out who Quentin actually was.Â
â(Y/N) I was going to tell youâÂ
âYeah when? Never?! Your just like the rest of them!â you hit his chest with a sweater you had brought on the trip. Currently you guys stood in your hotel suite, that SHIELD had gave you for the night, which had adjoining doors to his suite.
âDonât compare me to those assholes (N/N), they meant to hurt you, I didnât. I just want whats best for not only you but everyone else on Earth, why canât you understand that?â Â
âWell if you want whatâs best for everyone on Earth, you shouldnât create some made up universe and pretend to be someone youâre not,â you yelled at him not caring who heard.
âTo think that I was actually falling for Beck, uggh Iâm such an idiot,â you laughed as tears kept rolling down your face
âDonât say that (Y/N), you are not an idiot. Iâm the idiot for not being forward with you about being Mysterio, the elementals, my plan,....usâÂ
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Imagine Going to Find Esme After You Turn Into A Vampire
You had escaped Riley and Victoriaâs army a few days prior to their arrival to Forks. You were from Forks and were aware of the Cullen family, not of their secret just them as a family. Being the closest the Cullens had to a neighbor in the area, you were close family friends of them, especially Esme. When Esme wasnât working on a architectural project, and the rest of the family were out of the house, sheâd have you over.Â
Overhearing Riley talking to a certain red headed chick, you had picked up the Cullenâs name in conversation and the word vampire. Putting two and two together, you figured that Cullens would have an idea of what had happened to you, so you escaped. Â
Esme didnât hear from you for a couple days, after you said you were making a a quick trip to Seattle. She hoped that the worst hasnât happened and that you were simply at home and forgot to call her when you returned. Later in the afternoon, she hurried over to your place to see if you were home. Your car was missing but that could mean that you were just out at the moment, so Esme investigated some more. Swiftly, without breaking a window, she snuck into your house through the bathroom window. Alas no sign that you had been here and your scent was very faint, as if you hadnât returned. Knowing the best way to make sure what officially happened to you, she had to ask Alice to try and focus to have a vision of you. Â
On her way back she could smell a new scent, not one that belonged to one of her beloved adopted children or Carlisle, but of a newborn. The scent was very fresh and lead her back to the front porch of her house. There stood someone peering in her front door trying to knock as lightly as possible. The hood of their jacket was pulled over the individuals face but she recognized that jacket. Â
â(Y/N)?â you turned rapidly at the sound of your name. You were still trying to get a control of your strength and speed but that proved hard having little to no guidance in doing so.Â
Esme was behind you a couple feet away. She looked wary you thought as you observed her posture and approach towards you. Feeling more than happy, you sped over to her and hugged her form tightly. Unaware of your own strength, you could feel her wince and let her go as to not try to hurt her. You retreated back to the steps of the porch of The Cullenâs house and sat down. Â
âIâm sorry, I really donât know whatâs going on with me. I was attacked and now Iâm different and there are these people who talked about you and vampires. I escaped and I didnât know where else to go for help so I came here,â you explained anxiously feeling like you were going to cry, âPlease help me Esme. I donât know what to do and I donât want to hurt anyoneâ
Esme could see the pain, confusion, and fear in your eyes for you didnât even know what had happened to you. Walking over at a humanly pace, she sat down beside you and pulled you into her arms and shushed you softley.
âItâs okay (Y/N), I know youâre really confused right now, but weâll figure this out when everyone getâs here,â she rocked you in comfort, âI want you to know that this isnât your fault and Iâll be here to help you every step of the way through thisâ
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Imagine Jacob telling Everyone That you Guys are Getting Married
âJacob youâre drunk, stop telling everyone that weâre getting married,â you laughed chasing your boyfriend around his property.Â
The boys of the pack had decided that it would be fun getting him drunk for his nineteenth birthday. Here he was now running around, half in the bag, with his shirt off screaming that he was going to get married to you, his significant other. Â
âYeah Iâm drunk in love with youuuuuuu,â Jacob slurred still running. Everyone else watched in amusement as your boyfriend kept parkouring around the property, trying to avoid you catching him. Hopping from the ground to his shed to a near by tree, he perched himself up there watching you down below.
âJacob get down from the tree now!â
âOnly if you say yes to marrying me,â Jacob swung his legs back and forth like a little kid on a swing.Â
âUghhhh, fine, yes for now,â you rolled your eyes and watched your boyfriend climb down the tree.
âGood boy,â you patted his head and grabbed his arm to lead him inside.
âDonât pet me, Iâm not a puppy,â Jacob whined with his cute pouty face. One thing that definitely transferred from his wolf shifter genes to his human self was his pouty puppy face. He would try to use it multiple times on you, but it wouldnât work.
âJacob you are a four hundred pound puppy, now letâs get you to bedâ  Â
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Imagine Having Super Strength and Arm Wrestling Bucky
âAre you sure about this Buck, I donât wanna hurt yaâ you warned Bucky readying your arm on the table in Steveâs apartment. Steve and Sam were having a discussion about whether you, a mutant that can lift at least two cars at once, or Bucky, an ex-hydra super soldier, was stronger. You guys decided to put it to the test. Sam bet five bucks on Bucky winning, and Steve bet on you winning.
âYou couldnât hurt me if you tried (N/N)â Bucky winked at you as he placed his vibranium hand in yours. He flexed his arm once to loosen it up before getting ready to win.Â
âHa donât say that I didnât warn you,â you muttered under your breath.
Sam came over beside you guys and properly positioned your hands together and distanced your arms equally from your bodies.
âAlright guys, when I say go, go and you cannot use your other arm and you cannot move your arms from the position,â Sam explained, âReady?â
You put your game face on ready to defend your honor. Bucky definitely had the strength to take down most people no problem, but you werenât like most people.
âGOâ
As soon as the words left Samâs mouth, both of your guys arms became unmovable under the force of the otherâs strength. You felt the shift in Buckyâs arm as it was bracing for your force. Feeling a slight give in Buckyâs arm, you took advantage of it. You pushed and Buckyâs arm moved a bit. Bucky panicked now seeing that his arm moved from a ninety degree angle to sixty five.Â
His arm started to shake even more as you applied more force. It was now or never for him if he wanted to make a comeback.
You barely broke a sweat as you compelled his hand down onto the table, but you didnât expect what was to happen next. Once Buckyâs hand came down onto the wooden table, it had broken off the corner of the table.  Â
âWhat was that?â Steve called from the bathroom while Sam was trying to stifle a roar of laughter.
âNothing!â Bucky and you responded, now concerned of how you were gonna break it to Steve that you guys broke part of his kitchen table.Â
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Imagine being an Artist and your Boyfriend, Harry, Asked You to Paint Him
âPaint me like one of your French girls, (Y/N)â Harry nonchalant asked as you sipped your morning coffee. Â
âHarry Nooooo, itâs too early for this,â you coughed as you choked on your coffee due to your boyfriends comment.
âMake me look like the Birth of Venus, darlingâ Harry had posed like Venus from the painting.
âIf you ever ask me that again, I will quit painting,â you tried to put on your âmad (N/N)â face but failed by letting out a slight chortle.
You swore that this boy would be the death of you and your career. Â
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Imagine Leah Imprinting and Rosalie Finding her Mate, You, a Lion Shifter
Title:Â The Lion, The Wolf, and the Vampire
Pairing: Leah Clearwater x Male!Reader x Rosalie Hale Cullen
Request By: @rexburn12â (Song Imagine)
(A/N: So sorry for the late imagine request, I hope yâall like it!!)
It started with a hum, that turned into a whisper, until the whisper couldnât be contained as it was. The whisper became notes that carried in the air, light like a feather but longing as they floated along.Â
âI found a love...for meâ
Almost inaudible to all ears that were around the bonfire, two individuals heads had perked up at the haunting voice.Â
Every year as a way to celebrate the birth Renesmee, The Cullens, Jacob, Seth and Leah would have annual bonfire on The Cullen land. Why a bonfire? Well some of the Cullenâs, specifically a certain blonde and pixie cut Cullen, couldnât stand the smell of lingering wolf shifter in the main house. Also, a certain wolf shifter, who had to be there because of them being the Alphaâs Beta, didnât want to step foot into the Cullenâs house. So as a compromise for all parties, they would have a birthday bonfire for the half human-vampire child.Â
âDarling just dive right inâÂ
There it was again. Rosalie looked around bonfire trying to find the direction the voice came from. Â
âDid you hear that?â Rosalie uttered talking to no one specially, but Bella was the first to pick up what she said.
âHear what?â questioned Bella.
âAnd follow my leadâ sang a voice, almost like the call of a siren.
âThat,â Rosalie spun in the direction of East, âThereâs something out thereâ
Everyone looked over concerned at Rose, if something was going to happen wouldnât have Alice seen it and warned all of them. All the Cullens were silent for a minute trying to detect a sound or a scent that roamed around the woods but detected nothing.Â
âIâm not making this up,â Rosalie announced to the group frustrated that they couldnât hear what she was witnessing. Bella placed her hand on Renesmeeâs shoulder in worry that something was coming to threaten her family.
âBlondie is right, I can hear it,â piped Leah from the other side of the campfire confused that she was the only other one hearing it too, âand smell it.â
Seth placed a hand on her arm worried about his sister. Â
Leah looked over to Rosalie in surprise with a dash of distaste. After all, the Cullenâs and Bella were the main reason why they attracted that psychotic red headed vampire that killed her father, Harry. So why in the hell was she starting to hear the things the blonde bloodsucker was hearing, unlike the rest of the group she thought. Â
âWell, I found a girl,âÂ
Rosalie could hear the voice again, it was masculine by the sound of the tone and the pitch. The male voice was captivating and soulful as it rang through the night, not disturbing the nightlife but acting as one of the many sounds that belonged with it.
âIs everything alright Aunt Rosie?â Renesmee asked Rosalie, innocently tugging on her sleeve.
âI donât know my little snowflakeâ
In Renesmeeâs first years of life, Rosalie would tend to look after her the most besides Edward and Bella. She gave her many nicknames over the years but two that stood the test of time were sweetheart and little snowflake. Â
 âBeautiful and Sweetâ
âMs. Clearwater, would you be able to track the scent for us? Carlisle asked Leah, who nodded still distracted by the voice, âBella I think you should take Renesmee back to the house, the rest of us will go look for what is out thereâÂ
Bella collected Renesmee into her arms before taking her back to the Cullen house instead of Edward and herâs small cottage. It would be safer there. In the years that came after the initial âimmortal childâ incident, Renesmee hadnât really changed the age of her look. The growth spurt she first had was so impactful that the next oneâs would very slowly come and catch up eventually. She looked the same from the time of the incident because her internal clock was still catching up with her body and when it would sheâd start to age appropriately like a normal human.  Â
âI never knew you were someone waiting for me,â the singing was now getting further away, like it was traveling in the opposite direction of them.Â
They needed to follow it now or else it would be gone forever Rosalie felt the panic within her as the singing was getting quieter. Leah felt the same thing coursing through her self too.
Without another thought or the go ahead of anyone else, Leah ran towards the direction of the voice and turned, letting out her giant white wolf form. She needed to find it before it was too late, and no one else was going to slow her down. Not even a second later, Rosalie followed in pursuit.Â
Meanwhile across the woodland, you had your duffel bag in hand mindlessly passing through the territory on your way to Seattle. You had wanted a change of scenery from hiding in the rocky mountains in British Columbia and wanted to return home to Nevada. Seattle was going to just be a pit stop on the way.Â
You decided to take the scenic route and stop by in the Olympic National forest to hunt. It was better this way to hunt here than in the city or any town, plus you didnât want to attract attention in this state being who you are. If the locals said that they found a lion roaming around the forest and not the savanna, you were bound to be hunted and place on someoneâs fireplace mantel.
A lone wolf you were...actually a lone lion, the last one. When you first turned, you didnât go home, you ran away as far as you could and never looked back. Homeless and hungry for many years you were until someone gave you a job on a native reserve up north. The natives had helped you develop your skills of changing and told you stories about shifters like yourself but had no proof that others currently existed. You built a cabin and lived there up til a couple weeks ago, when you had mastered your changing ability and decided it was time to go home. Â
You had your earbuds plugged in jamming to your tunes from the phone you obtained through hard work. An honest man you like to think of your self as youâd work for everything that was currently on your body and in your bag. You walked through the forest not minding the cover of night as you were walking in the direction towards Seattle from the national park.Â
The song âPerfectâ By Ed Sheeran had come on your playlist. You started to hum it which turned into a whisper and then you started to sing. Back at your temporary home with the natives in the rocky mountains, they had praised your singing. Apparently it was one of your gifts that had been bestowed upon you, as a shifter. Some could run fast or have immeasurable strength but you had been blessed with the voice of an angel. You learned to busk and sing to make some extra money, which didnât hurt.Â
âCause we were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was, I will not give you up this timeeeee!â you belted not giving a care, âDarling just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own! And in your eyes yourâre holding mine!â
Little to your unbeknownst, you didnât notice the smell or vibration on the ground of a large group heading your way, for you were too absorbed in the music.Â
âBaby, Iâm dancing in the dark with you between my arms. Barefoot on the grass listening to our favourite song!â you bellowed with eyes closed, âWhen you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath, but you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight!â Â
You let the music trail off without realizing that you had two sets of eyes following your form from a distance. Leah had found you first by following the sounds of your enchanting voice and distinct smell of artificial pine and sandalwood.Â
She stopped from a distance behind a set of bushes, assessing whether or not you were a danger to her. She admired from behind your (N/C) hair and your (B/T) form. You wore a dark olive coloured canvas jacket overtop a light blue button-up shirt with black jeans. You had your eyes closed when you turned around, and still singing, when she saw your face.
Like an incoming headache, it came hard and fast to Leah almost knocking her back. Like a roller coaster going down after the first gigantic incline, Leah could feel her mind and soul lift, as if she was having an out of body experience, then be slammed back into her form. As she came back to reality from the mind boggling experience, the center of her gravity refocused under a new light, your light. Â
âSo this is the whole rave about imprinting, I can see why Sam and the rest of them went crazy for coco puffs,â Leah thought to herself comparing the mental state of imprinting to a cereal slogan.
She wasnât the only one that felt that very same thing when she looked at your handsome face. On cue, Rosalie was the next one to see your unaware form singing in the forest.Â
To Rosalie, you not only sounded perfect but you were. Gracefully and oblivious you moved naturally like a willow tree in the wind. Your face had the perfect curvature that she wanted to trace with her fingers and eyes. She could only imagine what your eyes looked like. Blue like water found at Isle Esme, ivy green like the colour her fatherâs study was when she was human, or possibly brown like a rich worn leather jacket? She needed to know.Â
Coming to your senses, you smelt something in the distance. One scent smelt like you but not at the same time, and the other you couldnât recognize as something that you have witnesses in your life.Â
Not wanting to tear one of your better outfits, you quickly undressed to your skimmies. You could sense it was near, observing you even, so you turned.
Shedding your true self, came forth the king of the jungle, your lion form. Full luscious golden mane and tan fur. Whiskey in the sunlight eyes shined through the darkness in the forest, scanning to find whoever was watching you.Â
You took one more sniff in the air before charging at whoever was behind the set of bushes not too far. You pounce on a form, surprisingly almost as large as yours and had them on their back. Doing a once over of the form beneath your claws, you noticed that it was a large white wolf with eyes that look scared but mixed with something else within them. You didnât know the emotion but you started to get dizzy looking at the wolf. You looked away trying to focus on something but your eyes then fell upon a blonde women that you assumed was with the wolf. Again the dizziness hit you. Â
You felt more than fine a few seconds ago, what happened to you?
You got off the wolf and started walking backwards. You pawed at your muzzle to try and wipe the feeling away but it kept coming. You saw yourself, slightly older stuck in theses woods, with two other people. Women? One a strikingly elegant pale blonde and the other an alluring rustic dark raven haired women. Each held your hand simply walking through the forest, each with their head on your shoulders, dreamily listening to you sing. The song you sang in this vision was the one you just belted in the forest.Â
What was this feeling? What did you see? Who were those two women? You recognized the blonde one from the vision as the one in front of you but the other women was unknown.  Â
You shifted back to your human form unable to take anymore of what you saw.Â
âWhat the hell?â you whispered to yourself getting up off the forest floor in the nude.Â
Leah reverted back as well, also being in the nude, and realized that you imprinted on her as well.Â
âShifter imprinting on shifter, was unheard of, let alone on a whole ânother species of shifter,â she processed
You rubbed your eyes before focusing your vision on the blonde and now present raven haired women in front of you.
âWhat did you guys just do to me?â
âYouâre talking to both of us?â Leah asked when you referred to the both of them. Â
âYeah, you guys were watching and did something to me. I just had the weirdest vision with the both of you in it for some reason?!â you massaged your temples then made eye contact with the both of them.Â
The both of them?!?! Leah and Rosalie simultaneously thought. In less than a couple seconds, the rest of the Cullens showed up along with Seth and Jacob as wolves. After getting to a closer distance, everyone in the group could hear the mesmerizing singing that Rosalie and Leah did hear before it stopped. Leah and yourself ducked behind the bushes to hide your guys modesty.Â
âWoah geez I didnât expect a whole flock of you guys to come running,â you held out your hands to show that didnât want to attack.Â
âWho are you people? Especially you guys, the wolves, are you guys all shifters?â you pointed questioningly at the two large wolves still utterly bewildered at the situation. Â
âWho are you?â spoke Rosalie gazing over body taking in all the details. Â
âIâm (Y/N), I was just hunting in the area and just leaving to go to Seattle. I donât mean to hunt on your guys land, I was just taking a detour,â you eyed each individual but your eyes lingered on the lady shifter beside you and the blonde.Â
âWhere do you come from (Y/N)?â asked the stunning women beside you in the bushes.
âRocky Mountains, British Columbia. I didnât think that there were any shifters left other than myself, I thought I was the last oneâ you laughed in disbelief, âAnd you didnât answer my question. What did you guys do to me like what was that whole vision thing you did?â Â
âYou imprinted on them,â spoke the lean pale brunet man stepping forward from the rest of the group, âThe vision you saw was in the future of the bond you share with my sister Rosalie and Leah, the shifter beside youâ
âWait whatâs imprinting?â Â
âIn our case, itâs a profound bond between you, her, and myself if you saw the three of us in your vision,â Leah, the lady that stood beside you, explained gesturing to you herself and the blonde Rosalie.
âUmmm okay, Iâm still slightly confused and uncomfortable at the moment, due to the lack of clothing. Is it possible that maybe we can discuss this somewhere else with more than just bushes covering,â you waved your hand in front of the bushes covering your genitals, âthis please?âÂ
âPersonally I donât mind the view,â muttered Leah sending you a wink.
âMe neither,â you mumbled side eyeing her gorgeous body. Â
In a snap, Rosalie collected your clothing and your duffel from the ground, where you left them, and handed them to you. Rosalieâs hand brushed against yours sending feel-good tingles down your spine. Her body was ice cold to the touch but was perfectly contrasting your blazing skin. You sent her a dashing smirk her way and she gave you a genuine teeth-showing smile, something she rarely showed others. Â
You put on your clothes and gave Leah some shorts and shirt to wear in the meantime, because she didnât have any clothes nearby.Â
âOur home is more than a walk back, I recommend that you travel with one of us,â said the mature blond man of the group. Rosalie raced over by your side and picked you up bridal style. Â
âWow, now this one I can check of my bucket list,â you said taken aback by the sudden position.
âAnd what is that handsome?â
âTo be held by an angel,â
Nevada seemed like a distant memory at that moment in time. Home no longer seemed to be Nevada, it now was in the arms of this exquisite blonde and in the eyes of the ravishing raven haired women. Â
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