#embry call scenarios

[imaginebeyondyourdreams]

The Dance

*I hope ya’ll enjoy!*

When Embry had asked you to the school dance, you were elated. You had liked him for so long and the thought that maybe he liked you back was bewildering. You had gone shopping for a new dark blue knee-length dress and matching heels. You had done your makeup and curled your hair, just for this special night. You currently sat on your porch bench, looking at the time. You were ready a little early so you weren't too worried that he wasn't here yet. Several minutes passed and it hit six-thirty, the time he was supposed to pick you up. You waited to hear his mom's car drive up the driveway, but when it hit seven, when the dance began, and there was no car in sight, you began to worry. What if he wasn't coming? What if something had happened on the way over? You took your phone, dialing his number but it went straight to voice-mail. That was unusual. He always answered your calls. At seven-thirty, you accepted he wasn't coming but still sat out on the porch, feeling heartbroken at his absence. At eight-forty, a truck started to pull into the driveway, one you recognized as Jacob's. He parked and got out, wearing a tux and tie.

"He didn't show, I take it?" He asked gently, coming to sit beside you. 

"No… he didn't come," you sighed, looking down at your hands.

"You look beautiful, you know," he said, trying to lighten the mood.

"I'm so stupid," you replied, tears coming to your eyes, "Why did I get my hopes up?"

"It's not like him to do this," he began, reaching over to grab your hand, "But he has been acting differently lately. I saw him with Sam's group earlier today. I had a feeling that he wouldn't show."

"I feel so stupid," you began crying, wiping furiously at your wet eyes.

"You're not stupid, he is," he replied, squeezing your hand, "He's missing out on a beautiful and great girl. That's his loss." 

"Yeah? Then why do I feel so crappy?" You sniffled, wiping at your eyes again.

"You know what? It's a shame nobody got to see you all dressed up like this," he spoke, letting go of your hand and pulling his phone out, "Let me call Quil and his cousin. We can get a group together to hang out at the beach."

"I don't really feel like going anywhere," you sighed, looking over at him. 

"It'll make you feel better, I promise!" You caved and let him call Quil, making plans to meet at the beach. He got you loaded into his truck and drove down to the beach. When you got there you saw Quil, his cousin, and a few of your friends from Forks. You smiled at how everyone came dressed up like you. "See, already a smile."

"Okay, I do feel a little better," you replied before getting out of the truck and making your way down to the beach where the others started a small bonfire.

"Hey, ______!" Quil came over and gave you a hug, "Glad you could come! I'm sorry for how Embry is acting. He's being a jerk."

"Thanks," you smiled sadly, sitting down on one of the logs that surrounded the bonfire, Quil joining one side and Jacob the other side. You spent the next hour laughing and joking around with everyone. As you looked out to the distance, you saw Embry and Sam's group walking to another fire pit. 

"Did you hear me?" You were brought back by Jacob's words, watching as he followed your eyesight and spotted Embry. He got Quil's attention before they started to get up. You reach out, putting a hand on both of their arms.

"It's not worth it, guys," you tried to stop them from going over but Jacob just brushed you off.

"Like hell it isn't," he sounded angry and stomped his way over to the group, you and Quil on tow trying to stop him. As you got closer, you heard them all joking around and laughing before one of them, Paul you think, nudged Sam and pointed out you approaching. Sam came forward, meeting Jacob just outside the group.

"What do you need?" Sam spoke quietly, watching Jacob before looking over and Quil and you, "It's best you leave."

"I don't have anything to say to you," Jacob said loudly, glaring over Sam's shoulder at Embry who had just noticed everyone, "I have a bone to pick with that jerk over there." You sighed, putting your hand on Jacob's arm again, trying to pull him away.

"I think we should listen to Sam," you said, Quil nodding beside you, "It's not worth it."

"Saying it's not worth it is saying you aren't worth it," Jacob turned to you, a scowl on his face. He huffed and turned back, "I want to speak with Embry."

"You should listen to the girl," Sam said, "Just turn around and leave."

"It's alright, Sam," Embry said, stepping beside Sam, "I'll be fine." Sam watched him for a little bit before nodding, walking back to the group, "What do you need, Jacob?"

"What do I need? I need you to explain how you could even fathom treating _____ like you did tonight," Jacob spoke loudly, pushing Embry's chest.

"I can't," Embry said softly, avoiding looking at any of the three of you. 

"You can't or you won't," Jacob challenged, "What you did tonight is unforgivable. I can't believe how big of a jerk you're being."

"Jacob, can we just go," you asked quietly, pulling on his arm once again, "I just want to go home."

"Not yet," Jacob replied, glaring at Embry, "Not until he apologizes." He waited for Embry to say something but nothing came out of his mouth, "Well?"

"I… I'm sorry, _____," Embry looked over at you but you avoided looking at him,  "I can't explain but… I am really sorry." You sighed, finally looking up at him. You saw him freeze as he caught your gaze, his mouth opening as if to say something but nothing came out.

"There, he said it," you looked back to Jacob, "Can we go now?"

"Almost," Jacob said, pulling back his arm and punching Embry across the cheek, knocking him onto the ground as he was still looking at you and didn't see it coming, "Now we can go." You saw Sam's group watching, coming over when Embry went down, looking pissed. Jacob turned around and grabbed your hand, pulling you away with Quil in tow.

"Why did you punch him?" You asked as Jacob took you to his truck, saying goodbye to Quil before getting in to drive you home.

"Because he deserved it," he said plainly, shrugging his shoulders. You looked over as he gripped his fist in his lap, "That hurt like a bitch, though."

"Thank you for defending my honor," you smiled slightly at him, shaking your head before looking out the window.

"Anytime, _____, you're one of my best friends," Jacob pulled into your driveway and got out, opening your door for you,  "Have a good night, okay?" You nodded, hugging him lightly before going inside for the night.

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[riddlexmattheo]

Imagine when you were Embry's girlfriend but had to break up since one of his pack mates Imprinted on you

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[zapreportsblog]

Can you do the wolf pack from twilight reacting to Gn!Reader wearing their shirt/hoodie, but it’s too oversized for them.

(You can pick your preferred characters)

Embry might blush and smile, feeling a mix of pride and affection seeing (Y/N) wearing their oversized hoodie or shirt. They might tease (Y/N) playfully, saying something like, "Looks like my clothes fit you better than they fit me! You're stealing my style." Overall, Embry would likely find it endearing and enjoy the closeness and connection it represents.

Embry couldn't help but grin as they walked into the room and saw (Y/N) wearing their oversized hoodie. Their heart skipped a beat, a warm feeling spreading through them at the sight. "Well, well, look who's raiding my closet," Embry playfully remarked, a hint of affection in their tone.

(Y/N) looked up, cheeks slightly pink, but a mischievous glint in their eyes. "What can I say? Your hoodies are just too cozy to resist."

Embry walked over, unable to suppress the smile on their face. They reached out to lightly tug on the hoodie's sleeve. "I always knew you had good taste, but I didn't realize it extended to my wardrobe."

(Y/N) laughed, leaning in for a quick peck on Embry's cheek. "Your hoodies are like a soft, wearable hug. How could I resist that?"

Embry's heart fluttered at the affectionate gesture. "Well, you definitely wear it well. Maybe I should start charging rent for my clothes."

"Oh, please. I think I make them look even better than you do," (Y/N) quipped, giving Embry a playful nudge.

Embry pretended to gasp dramatically. "Is that a challenge, (Y/N)? Are we going to have a hoodie fashion face-off?"

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of their lips. "You're on. But be warned, I've got some serious layering skills."

As the banter continued, Embry felt their heart swell with affection for (Y/N). It wasn't just about the hoodie or the playful exchange – it was about the comfortable intimacy they shared, the ability to be themselves around each other. Seeing (Y/N) in their clothes was a reminder of that connection, a tangible representation of their bond.

"Okay, okay, you win," Embry finally conceded, laughter in their eyes. "I'll admit defeat in the great hoodie duel."

(Y/N) grinned triumphantly. "That's what I thought. Now, can I keep this hoodie as a token of victory?"

Embry chuckled. "Of course, you can. Just promise to return it if I get too cold."

"You got it," (Y/N) replied, wrapping their arms around Embry in a tight hug, hoodie and all. "I'll keep you warm."

In that moment, Embry felt an overwhelming rush of love for (Y/N). The sight of them wearing the oversized hoodie was a reminder of the small moments that made their relationship special – the shared laughter, the gentle touches, and the feeling of being completely at ease with each other.

They rested their chin on (Y/N)'s shoulder, reveling in the warmth of the hug. "You always manage to make everything feel so much better," Embry murmured, their voice filled with genuine affection.

(Y/N) pulled back slightly, their gaze locking with Embry's. "That's because we're a team, remember? No matter what, we've got each other's backs."

Embry's lips curled into a soft smile, their fingers instinctively reaching up to brush a strand of hair away from (Y/N)'s face. "I'm grateful every day for you, (Y/N). For your support, your love, and even for stealing my hoodies."

(Y/N) chuckled, their eyes sparkling with warmth. "And I'm grateful for your hoodies being ridiculously comfortable."

Leaning in, Embry pressed a gentle kiss to (Y/N)'s lips, their heart fluttering as they tasted the familiar sweetness. "I love you," they whispered against (Y/N)'s mouth.

"I love you too," (Y/N) replied, their voice soft and filled with sincerity.

In that moment, as they stood there wrapped in each other's arms, wearing the oversized hoodie that symbolized their connection, Embry knew that they had something truly special. It wasn't just about the clothes or the playful banter – it was about the deep bond they shared, the way they complemented each other, and the love that grew stronger with each passing day.

As they held each other, Embry couldn't help but think that life was made up of these little moments – the stolen hoodies, the shared laughter, and the quiet expressions of love that spoke volumes without any words at all. And in each of those moments, they found a sense of belonging that made everything feel right.

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[loveandfictionforall]

Hello! I hope that you are well and safe!

I wanted to request for Embry Call x Reader(Preferably female reader), maybe something like ghoul!Reader x Embry where she is new to forks, but once the pack is around her, she reeks of death and makes the rest of them uncomfortable, but Embry ends up imprinting on her and he loves her dearly. Angstbto the part where the pack fights about her being similar to the vampires, but she only eats the flesh of animals. Preferably, angst to fluff with Embry comforting her in the end.

If you like it, please be kind and reblog it! Thank you :)

I really really liked this idea! I am so sorry but it got so long and if you want I can make a part two? I don't know but does tumblr have a word cap or something like that? I just couldn't get to the point and yeah... Just write me if you want more of it... I tend to drag things out...

Being new in a town was difficult. Being new in a small town was even more difficult. But being new in a small town as a supernatural being, knowing that there are also supernatural beings, brought it to a whole new level. You always thought on your long life that you knew how to evade other creatures. Not all of them were kind and some had serious grudges and prejudices, even though they should be more open-minded since they are creatures humans think they do no exists.

You wished, you had known that in this small town named Forks were Vampires. They were not really that problem. You had a conversation with that doctor of them (I mean, how cool is that please?) and the air was cleared even though some of them looked at you like you were a gum to their shoes. Namely Edward. But that did not disturb you. You were here because you wanted some quiet few years, without the noise and pollution of a big city. Many animals to feed on and a humble job with nice human being.

Well, wrong. While you noticed the Vampires pretty soon because their smell was everywhere in that town, you did not notice the shapeshifters until it was too late. Well, at that time you thought, they were nice, after all they lived with Vampires beside them - their sworn enemies.

Yeah, scratch that.

The first time, they met you, it was a group of three teenage boys. In age just like you after you ate the first time human flesh and stopped aging. They did not know you and your species and thus eyed you were suspicous. A look which would follow you around. Everwhere you went, some of those kids were nearby. Soon you could smell them everywhere. Their smell resembled those of a wolf - one of your favorite hunts.

Because they did not know what you were, they did nothing but stare at you. Some had the courage to pass you, bumping into you or making you trip. Maybe it was a tactic to bully you out of town. But you had grown fond of it. Jessica and her mother were very kind towards you and showed you a good job offer you would have never seen. Chief Swan greeted you everytime you also ate at the dinner (because you still liked human food). You also helped in the hospital, bringing flowers, doing some small jobs like cleaning the rooms after a surgery because blood does not concern you.

It all changed when you had gone hunting that one day. After learning all their scents, you always did your best to avoid them when you got hunting. You could do at least a month without eating fresh meat and sometimes it is enough to go to the butcher and getting some meat there. But because of some serious stress at work and their bullying, you had grown really hungry since you had no time to hunt for over a month.

And because of that, you did not notice the scent as you tore into the deer at the ground. You noticed your mistake when you heard a growling behind you and when claws dug into your shoulder, the force pushing you away from the deer. With a paniced look you turned towards the shapeshifters. There were two. And after a quick sniff, you knew it were Paul and Seth. Paul stood before you, growling and ready to attack. Seth stood at the trees, his confusion big in his eyes and his indecision showing in his posture as he akwardly shuffled on his legs.

Seth was a nice one, talking with you and apologizing for his friends. He was very open-minded and kind. And so, you came up from your defensive form and you rose your hands just above your head.

"I do not mean any harm. I live from animals.", you began to speak. You tried to act calm but you knew the blood smeared around your mouth would not be very helpful. And you were right because Paul charged towards you and caught one of your arms. His teeth broke your skin and tore through your muscles. A cry flew out of your mouth as you tried to pull away as Paul began to shake his head, trying to sever your arm from your shoulder.

The pain made you see red, your heart quickening and your limbs shaking with withheld power. You had just fed and were strong enough to fight back but it woulkd just make it worse. But you nedded him TO GET OFF! And so you began to yank your arm back, pushing against Paul and ripping at his fur. It worked for a second and the tearing in your shoulder stopped. You could tear your arm out of his mouth, his fangs leaving a cleaving wound which got down towards your fingers as you tried to pull your arm back.

You stumbled back and landed an your behind while you looked at the wolves with terror. Before Paul could do anything, you stood up, turned and ran. The ground vibrated as you heard the paws of the wolves connecting to it. Normally you would not be as risky but you wanted to shake them off and because of that you broke out of the woods, right across the street while you hoped nobody would recognize you. Luckily there were just two moving cars and your speed was fast enough that they would not be able to see your face. Behind you, the growling and running stopped. You dared for a quick second to turn and look but you could not see anything but trees.

Healing took a long time, six weeks to be exact and you did not leave your house just once. Jessica and her mother were kind and brought you some food because you were so horribly ill that you could not go out. But now, you were completly healed and your first day at work was again. You feared what woud happen bu you had no choice but to act normal until you dound something else. Until then, you would have to make due.

Shrugging on your coat, you grabbed your keys and opened your door. Just to stop dead. Before you were Embry, Seth and Sam.

"Fuck.", was all you said as you looked each of them into the eyes. You never truly met Embry and Sam. So how did you know which ones they were? Because they were the only ones left who did not stare you to death all those months. And when you connected your eyes with Embry, you just knew something must have happened because in his eyes was true terror.

"Sam.", was everything he said, even before Sam could have begone talking towards you. Sam and Seth turned both towards him, in their gaze stood recognition.

"Well, shit.", said Seth as he fought off a smirk. "Paul will explode."

"What does he mean?", did you ask after a second of silence. Nobody reacted to your answer, totally ignoring you. Then a sigh tore through Sam and he looked back towards you.

"I cannot approve but I think we need to speak about what just happened and how we come out without hurting Embry too much.", his deep voice tore right through the heavy silence. It felt like they wanted you gone but also not? Instead of speaking again, you held your mouth shut because Sam did not seemed to want to answer you if his looks were anything to go by.

"What do you mean with that?", Embry asked, his eyes wide. "You still want her gone? She is my imprint! You can't tear her from me after finally met her! We can't kill her!", He nearly shouted in despair. Why were they talking like that about you? Killing her? Slowly you tried to take some steps back, planing on shutting the door and escaping through a window. Screw making plans and saving money. You would rather live again in a sewer with Pennywise than to spend another second in this town!

But before you could close the door, all three of them barged right in. Two of them in worry and one of them in steeled resolution.

"Oh no, you go nowhere.", Sam said as he strode towards you. Before you could even react or say a word, Embry intercepted Sam as he quickly walked to stand between you two.

"You can't do that to me and kill her!", Embry sounded desperate and like Sam would torture him. Your head was spinning with all that happening and you kind of wished, you never chose Forks as your home for the next few years.

"Run! I will find you!", Embry suddenly spoke to you. Should that be reassuring? Instead of wasting time thinking about it, you turned away, desperate to run out of this god damn town.

"You know, the others are in this area too. She is a monster and needs to go!", You were surrounded? You felt your heartbeat quicken as you stopped. What should you do? You never had to fight a whole pack of shapeshifters. They were normally rather friendly. Should you run to the Cullens and call for help? No, they would not risk their own position.

"A bit unfair, is it not? You don't even know me and are still judging. I a no monster. I am no Vampire. And I do not eat people.", you exclaimed and turned back towards Sam. You would not be able to escape, should you really be surrounded but you would also not go down without a fight.

"Sam, I beg you", Embry started as his eyes wandered wildly between Sam and you. "Let me talk to her and lead her out of here. Don't kill her. You can't do that to me. I can't survive without her." While you were still terribly confused, you were thankful that at least one of them did not want you dead.

"We can't kill each other imprints.", Seth added. Sam darkened gaze flitet across the room, taking in the scene before he began to speak.

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[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

Wildest dreams, part 18

Summary: Waking up, Y/N expected to find herself in Paul’s arms. Instead, she found herself clinging to bed sheets and an empty bed.

Warnings: fluff, angst, sexual content, swearing

Wildest Dreams Masterlist

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Paul promised he’d be there when her eyes opened. She remembers his words clearly, that wasn’t a dream. They made love, he drove her to the brink of madness and back and then he promised to be there when she wakes, so where the hell is he now?

A lump forms at the back of Y/N’s throat as she sits up, clinging to the bed sheets carrying his scent. It’s unmistakable – his promise is broken. Paul isn’t by her side, he’s not even in the room.

Inhaling sharply, her chest shudders. Closing her eyes she licks her lower lip before catching it between her teeth. Part of her wishes she could stop time and stay in that moment he held her so close that nothing stood between them – not even air could penetrate the tight bond between their bodies as they surrendered every atom of their beings to each other.

But she can’t stop time and he’s gone.

Why?

Where?

Swallowing thickly, she throws the sheets aside and stands. It doesn’t make sense. If he wanted to run, he could have done so sooner. He wouldn’t do it to her now. She refuses to believe he’d do it on purpose. Something must have happened.

Putting on her clothes, she shivers. Cold always finds her, sinking its hooks in her skin, spreading underneath violently until her muscles tremble in an effort to generate some warmth to battle the ice in her veins. Paul keeps the cold away, but without him it’s like falling through the ice into the freezing water below.

Checking her phone, she finds no new messages. Not from Paul at least.

Jacob sent dozens of texts. Embry had sent a few as well, and even Emily tried calling. She remembers her phone vibrating last night but in that moment the world could have been coming to an end and she’d refuse to acknowledge it because being with Paul was enough for her. If it was the end, she was already with the only person she’d watch it all burn to nothingness.

Huffing, she dials Paul.

From nowhere came the sound of a cellphone ringing, a classical cover of “Stay with me” by Sam Smith echoing the room. It’s on the nightstand on Paul’s side of the bed, her photo flashing on the screen.

Her heart quickens, eyebrows furrowing. He didn’t just leave, he wouldn’t have left his phone or her. Not after last night.

Rushing downstairs, she pops into the kitchen first. “Paul?”

He’s not here.

“Paul?!” She calls out, her heart dropping as the silence continues. “Fuck”, her hands begin to shake as she opens Jacob’s messages first.

“Is everything k?”

“Call me if u wanna talk”

“If u don’t wanna talk, just text me back, pls. Just so I knw ure home.”

“I’m getting worried”

“I’ll call ur dad. If you dnt text me back, I will.”

“Y/N wtf, I called ur dad and he says ure not home. Call me ASAP!”

“Paul’s not answering either and I’m seriously starting to panic”

“I’ll stop by his house to check on him and then I’ll look 4 u”

“I heard enough to traumatize me for the rest of my life. Glad you’re ok.”

Rolling her eyes, she chews on her bottom lip. She hoped to get a “We had an emergency, sorry to steal your man so early in the morning” text, something that would pacify her, but she’s never been quite good at finding herself in situations that had no answers when her mind would jump to worse case scenarios.

“I’m not paying for therapy. Just wanted to check if you guys had patrol or some vampires to chase this morning?”

Dropping back on the couch, she stares up at the ceiling. Who would have known she’d find herself falling for the biggest playboy she’s ever met, that he’d turn out to be her cosmic love and that she’d go from wishing never to see him again to wishing never to lose him? It’s incredible how unpredictable life can be – one moment can change it irreversibly, one person can make it so you never look at anything you’ve known the same way.

“No. Sam’s out with the pups. Why?”

Shaking her head, she bounces her right foot on the floor. Something’s not right. He wouldn’t just leave her like this – no note, no text, hell, his phone’s still in the bedroom.

“I can’t find Paul”

“What do you mean you can’t find him?!”

She snorts at the way Jacob’s text become proper and grammatically correct whenever he’s angry, same as it used to be. He used to teach her slang and how to shorten words to make texting easier back when each text cost and they had character limits. She’s never quite liked it, finding ways to shape her thoughts in a different manner rather than using Jacob’s ridiculous one letter words.

“He said he’d be here and he’s not and his phone’s in the room”, she grimaces before walking to the window. Pulling the curtain aside, she sees his Jeep in the driveway. “His car is here too.”

It took less than a second after the Seen for Y/N’s phone to ring, Jacob’s name plastered over her screen.

“Tell me everything”, Jacob says, his breathing almost ragged.

“I doubt you want to heart everything”, Y/N reminds him.

“I didn’t mean the part where you two fucked, I mean after”, his voice is low, still raspy. He must have woken up because of her text.

“Before we fell asleep, he promised me he’d be here when I woke up. He wasn’t. I called his phone and it frickin’ rang in the fucking room. I looked around the house and he’s not here. His stupid fucking Jeep is in the driveway and I’m starting to freak out because there’s no way in hell he’d just leave the house without anything on him.”

“Look, don’t go anywhere. I’ll be there soon and we’ll figure it out together. Okay?”

“Jake”, she pauses.

“Don’t tell me not to come. I know we still have a long way to go before we get back to that friendship we had growing up, but I care about you and you’re upset and despite common sense, I care about Paul too. So, stay there. I’m on my way.”

Hanging up, Jacob immediately called Embry.

“What do you want”, Embry grumbles.

“Better wake up Mr. Sunshine, because we might have a situation on our hands.”

“What kind of a situation?”

“Paul’s gone.”

“Gone? Gone how?”

Rolling his eyes, Jacob grabs his helmet and heads to his old bike. “That’s what I’m not sure about. Y/N called and she can’t find him.”

“He’s probably off somewhere licking his wounds from last night. Remember when he found out Y/N moved away for college? He went into the woods for weeks and never spoke of her after he came home. And that’s BEFORE he imprinted on her.”

“I remember it just fine”, Jacob sighs.

“They fought and he’s imprinted on her, so I’m not worried. He’ll come back soon.”

“But they didn’t fight”, Jacob interrupts, “quite the opposite.”

“Huh?”

“I wanted to check on him last night and…those weren’t the sounds of a couple fighting.”

“What are you….oh….OH!”

“Exactly the sound she made last night. Several times.” Jacob grimaces. The last thing he needed was to hear his best friend moaning as she was getting frisky with Paul Lahote. If there’s something his younger self would never believe, it’s that Y/N would ever let Paul’s penis anywhere near her and yet it was quite literally attached to her last night and his stomach churns at the thought.

“Where the fuck is he then?!” Embry raises his voice and Jacob sighs.

“That’s why I’m calling you now. Shift and see if you can find him. I’ll go to his house and find Y/N before she spirals.”

“Be careful about it”, Embry warns.

“What are you trying to imply?”

“I know what goes through your head when Y/N is involved. I knew back then and I know now.”

“She’s in love with Paul. I’ve imprinted on another. I’m not going to do anything stupid.”

“I really wish I could believe you.”

“Get going, Em. Paul might be in some deep shit and I don’t want to look her in the eye and say we couldn’t help him because we spent too long talking about things that will never happen.”

“I’ll call if I find anything.”

Inhaling sharply, Jacob pockets his phone and puts his helmet on. He’s not delusional to think he would ever be a viable option to Y/N, nor would she ever be a choice he could embrace with his own imprint being out there in the world.

What Jacob does know is that Paul adores the ground Y/N walks on, has been since before any of them truly knew it. She’s in safe hands with Paul. For now, at least. While he’s gone, for whatever reason it may be, Jacob will step in and make sure the fate Paul saw while imprinting doesn’t befall her in his absence.

It didn’t take long for him to drive up to Paul’s house. Taking a good whiff, Jacob frowns. There are no unfamiliar scents lingering around. If a vampire came close, half the reservation would reek for hours. All of the wolves would be out, tracking down the source. But there are no vampires here. It smells distinctively of Paul and Y/N.

It’s painstakingly obvious they’re imprints based off their smell alone. Paul has a woody smell of pine clinging to him from his work in the lumberyard and all the time he spends in the woods as he patrols, while Y/N has a floral scent – a mixture of lilacs and lilies. Woody and floral – complementary in every possible way.

Shaking his head, his jaw clenches. She’s his best friend, she’s always been his favorite human being, the only one who could see who he is through all the bullshit walls he’s built over the years. Y/N has always understood him at his core, supported him when he needed her without even having to ask for it, pushed him to be better when all he wanted was to avoid the world and when he left her after shifting, it felt like he was taken apart with every passing day.

When they told him he’s never to talk to her again, Jacob accepted his fate but he would follow her home, terrified of something happening to her. He was always there, sun, rain or snow, Jacob was following her from the tree line, ready to step in. Y/N didn’t know, but he would have done anything to ensure she’d live a long life, even if it meant she’d hate him longer.

It’s depressing it took so many years for her to finally find out the truth. He’s been away, tied to his imprint instead of his best friend ever since Bella gave birth. In a way, he’s resented Renesmee for taking him away from his home…from Y/N. He never asked to imprint, if he could choose not to, he wouldn’t have an imprint.

For years, Jacob’s tried figuring out the purpose of him imprinting on a vampire hybrid baby that he felt no true romantic affection for. He’s felt duty, he’s felt protective after watching her grow up before his eyes. Despite what most imprints feel, Jacob only ever felt like a parental figure. He loves her, he does, but he’s not in love with her and he doesn’t see that changing. Ever.

Unlike Renesmee, Jacob’s loved Y/N his whole life and yes, there are dormant feelings always lingering somewhere inside. She was his first friend, the first person he danced with, his first kiss. She was the first person he could be vulnerable with, the first person he could act stupid around and the only person he could come to with his hands bloody and know he would face no judgment.

Making his way to the door, Jacob smiles when the door open wide before he even reaches them. Y/N’s standing in the doorway, her lips pressed in a thin line, her arms opening immediately and without a second thought, Jacob allows her to wrap those loving arms around his neck.

Holding her close, he breathes through his mouth in an attempt to ignore how strongly Paul’s scent clings to her, overpowering the freshness of her own scent Jacob was once addicted to.

“It’s gonna be okay”, Jacob whispers in her hair, closing his eyes as his grip on Y/N tightens. And that was a promise. One way or another, Paul will come back and Jacob will watch from the sidelines how in love his best friend is with the very man she once detested. He’ll watch and he’ll witness their ups and console her when they’re at their lows, but he’ll never let her see the pain it will bring him. She’ll never see the worry in his eye whenever he’s not around her for he never knows when it’ll happen.

It’s inevitable, Jacob of all people knows.

When he imprinted, Jacob saw his life with Renesmee. He saw himself by her side as she grew, taking her to school, taking photos of her and her prom date, waiting up for her when she snuck out to a party. It all came true. He saw himself walking her down the aisle with Edward, babysitting her son, growing older while she remains younger. That’s yet to happen, but it will. At some point in his life, he will give up shifting and he will age and one day, he’ll be free of this life for good.

If his visions were true, if every other wolf’s visions happened just as they did, so will Paul’s.

Jacob will do everything in his power to make sure it doesn’t, but in his heart he knows his time with Y/N is limited, therefore too precious to ever tell her his heart is like sand in which her footprints will never be erased by waves of the ocean of time.

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PART 19

#paul lahote #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote series #twilight saga #Twilight series #twilight fanfiction #twilight #twilight fandom #paul lahote x oc #jacob black #jacob black x reader #embry call

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Who I think would be the least to most difficult Yandere to deal with from the Wolf Pack in Twilight. Let's talk about the worst aspects of them that make them dangerous.

(Yes, I am having a brainrot right now.)

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, clinginess, manipulation, guilt-tripping, stalking, agression

Least to most difficult

Embry Call

Embry is "probably" the most harmless shape-shifter from the entire pack and that is mainly thanks to his shy, reserved and considerate nature. In comparison to most of his fellow wolves at least. He is pretty much the only wolf who is too scared and way too embarrassed to approach you directly after he's imprinted and he gives everything way too much thought. You can't even guess how much thought, care and practice has gone into the moment where he finally dares to start a conversation with you. He wrecks his brain and his nerves even more when he plans to ask you out. Obviously he's still obsessive, possessive and clingy but those traits of his are toned down thanks to his quiet and somewhat flustered personality as he cares about how his darling perceives him. A rejection would be the worst thing that could happen so he's very careful with the way he acts around you and the people you love most. He doesn't want to ruin any meaningful bonds you have with others because of him, wants to be accepted by those people if he could have the best possible scenario.

It is important to mention that he's still a little creep who stalks you for the first few weeks, unable to approach you with his jittery nerves. Whilst this dies down for the most part if you two are a couple and you understand and accept the situation that you're in as his imprint, bad habits hardly die down fully. He's not someone who falls very easily victim to negative and violent thoughts so it's safe to have him with you when you hang out with your friends or fellow family members. He gets jealous after a while sure but surprisingly enough he gives you a while to notice that he's in a slightly uncomfortable position with the lack of attention. Believe me, there are people who have way worse jealous reactions in comparison to Embry's more needy tugs on your clothes all of a sudden as he tenses up when the lack of attention starts affecting him. In general he prefers to not stick out or make a scene. It's within his own comfort and yours too. That results in Embry being able to not come over as a pushover or someone unneccessarily overbearing unless he senses that something is wrong.

The fact that he is somewhat aware that some of the stuff he does stalking isn't something he should do also pays off to him being as considerate as he is. Even if he has a hard time accepting this, Embry knows that personal space matters to you at times too. He could spend every waking second with you but before he risks you growing annoyed and tired of him, he at least makes the effort to leave you alone for a bit. What contributes to him caring so much about your own wishes too is his talent to stay in tune with your own emotions. Embry is very sensitive around you and for that picks up your current mood and it always affects him too. It allows him to be great at comforting you silently when you feel down but on the negative side it also means that you can't keep stuff hidden from him since he senses it when you're lying or are nervous about something. He relies on you, opens up about his own feelings which he normally never tells anyone, and for that reacts very emotional and desperate if he fears that you might leave him. Can you really leave him despite knowing all that?

Seth Clearwater

Seth is in all honesty such a sweetheart and devotee but there are a few things that play in him not being at the bottom of the list. His young age and the naivety when it comes to imprinting are two major parts in it. He has so much to learn about shape-shifting and about the world in general, has only heard stories about imprinting so that leads to him romanticizing everything about it when he finally finds his other half. You're his entire world the moment you locked eyes with him and ever since that moment, Seth has been unable to leave you alone. I'm not kidding, he follows you everywhere and wants to be always with you as he sees this as sort of normal. You're his imprint, he's supposed to stay with you and protect you. Telling him to leave or asking him for some time alone rarely ever works and the only thing you earn are tears blurring his eyes as the thought of leaving you hurts and scares him as his young age leads him to heightened separation anxiety. There are no bad intention of guilt-tripping you behind those tears but it manages to make you feel bad most of the time anyways.

You often find yourself gullible around Seth as he's so easily emotional. If Embry gets influenced by your emotions, Seth exhibits them even stronger than you. If you're happy, he is too but if you're sad, he's even more so. He's terribly sensitive so if he really notices that you're deeply miserable, he starts crying in most cases as he's unable to hold his emotions in. He never means to do anything harmful by being such an open book but his strong emotions coupled with his need to stay with you all the time can be mentally exhausting at times for you. On a positive side note this is what allows him to handle his jealousy better than some of the more experienced wolves though as he's joyful when you are, even if you're not paying attention to him at the moment. Be careful though, he's still one of the youngest of the pack so in moments where he does get furious, he has more troubles not keeping his emotions under control and channeling all of his negative feelings onto the person who elicited them in the first place. This gets especially out of hand if he has shifted.

Seth finds himself relying on you far more than he should, especially in the relationship since he's younger than most other members of the pack. This means on the one hand that you can manipulate him the easiest but it also means that he greatly panics and doesn't know what to do if you're emotionally hurt besides crying with you and acting overbearing. In the worst case he has a meltdown because he experiences your emotions so much stronger. Something that isn't even directly his fault but also plays into his placement is his sister. Leah has yet to find her imprint and remains incredibly bitter about Sam has imprinted on her cousin so I imagine her being very adamant to not let Seth suffer from any pain now that he has found his imprint. If Seth loves you too much to fully blame you from any pain he goes through because of separation, Leah will blame you and cause you to feel bad. At the same time she also realizes that her brother is a tad bit too obsessive and tries to teach him how to love someone in a more normal fashion if you're too soft for that.

Sam Uley

Surprisingly enough, Sam ranks fairly low on this list. I think that is mainly because he's very mature for his age and the fact that he was the first one to shift and had to explain and help everyone who shifted after him is a huge attribute to this. He's the alpha of the pact so that automatically forces him to take up more responsibilities than other members as he makes the decisions most of the time and additionally his pack tends to be a rowdy bunch so he has to remind them at times to snap out of it and act their part. With the most experience stocked behind him, it's perhaps unsurprising that Sam is aware about the fact that his imprint bond causes his feelings to dwell on the borderline of being unhealthy. So he makes the effort to control himself in order to not overwhelm and scare you away from him, he's very careful how much of his emotions he exposes around you. Sam has to stay in contact with you though as any distance for too long physically hurts him. He might be considerate but be aware that he won't leave you alone for too long either.

His experience and practice as the first wolf of the current generation enables him to be able to spend time with you around people without feeling all the time jealous or possessive. It's not a safety hazard to go out with Sam in public places as he lets you spend time with friends or interact with random strangers. He actually puts trust in you unless you prove him otherwise and that trust comes with more freedom for you as you know that he won't interfere unless you signal him so or unless he thinks that something is wrong. You're actually able to talk and rationalize with the alpha if something does bother him and both of you can negotiate certain stuff simply because he acknowledges your own feelings and wishes and tries his best to find a middle ground where both of you are comfortable. Sam leans more into the protective than possessive side and since you're his imprint, he sees it as his responsibility to guarantee your safety and happiness. I feel like especially because his father has given him and his mother troubles, he'd be very determined to make you happy.

Now that we've shaded enough positive things about him, let's talk about the bad stuff which is precisely the fact that he's the alpha and feels like it's his responsibility to make you happy. Because this leadership really shows at times in the relationship because especially if his darling isn't someone who speaks up, Sam will take pretty much control over it. He's very dominant and whilst he isn't domineering and only makes decision which he thinks are best for you, if he has set his mind to something it is very difficult to convince him otherwise. Yes, he is negotiating but only if you agree to his conditions or otherwise he won't let you leave. If something is an absolute "no" in his mind, it'll remain that way and there's literally nothing you can do. If you go against him even if he forbids you something, you'll truly experience all the reasons why he's still dangerous. If you go against a rule he has set, you'll lose his trust and not only that, Sam will grow very strict. Restrictions are suddenly interfering with your life as you fully experience him taking full control for a while. Until you've earned his trust back.

Jared Cameron

We're now entering the zone where things get out of hand, starting with Jared. Now, you might wonder why I've placed him above Sam because on the surface, Jared appears to be rather harmless. He's extroverted and constantly cracks jokes to elicit laughter or a smile out of you. Truthfully speaking though, Jared's problems already start with his perception of the imprint bond. He sees nothing wrong with it and he never questions his thoughts and his actions as a result either. Separation from you is literally one of the worst things you could do to him as he experiences pain and a few of the worst mood swings you'll see. He constantly switches back and forth between moping on the floor in misery to growling at other pack members, irritated and unmotivated. You always have to stay in some sort of contact with him or otherwise he'll ask you immediately why you couldn't come over to him or at least call him or send him a mail. To avoid all potential troubles Jared might experience if you aren't with him, you oftentimes are forced to spend entire days with him. Without a break.

Now, Jared cares about his darling and wants them to be happy with him but if they ever ask him for a short time alone, he'll only end up with a mix of confusion and hurt. He can spend every second with you because you're his imprint, you should feel the same, shouldn't you? The previously mentioned misunderstanding of his view of the imprint bond gives you only more of an headache because Jared is literally unable to understand or accept that you want your privacy at times too and want to spend time without him. Both of you might have gotten into arguments about this a few times already yet you got nowhere as Jared is always too dense to comprehend what you demand from him. What do you know about the imprint bond anyways? He's the shape-shifter, not you. This particular mindset is something that he goes by rather strongly and makes the situation only worse at times. You're human, you don't understand what's going on right now and just like that, Jared has written all your arguments and opinions off as your lack of understanding of his world.

With him around, it's impossible to have a decent conversation with others as he despises it when your attention isn't on him. He starts distracting you and if you try to ignore him or shove him away, he'll only get worse. There are also times where he just doesn't like a person for no rational reason and for that is always very wary and on guard around them. If they get anywhere near you, he'll glare heavily at them. It can or can't go well with him when you're with others he doesn't feel safe around. The moment he pulls you closer to him and you realize the growl vibrating inside his chest, you know it's time to leave though because you're not risking it as soon as you know what he is. Jared is willing to resort to emotional blackmailing if he sees the need for it and once you have him kneeling in front of you, hugging you and sobbing to not be mad at him and to not leave him, you'll find yourself stuck. Once he has realized that something works on you to convince you to not do something, he remembers it and uses it again. Especially arguments are always cut short for that reason as he hates getting in conflicts. Let's just stay happy like this.

Quil Ateara

Quil is almost similar to Jared in a few ways. Both wouldn't necessarily appear all that dangerous upon the first few glances. Quil himself is a very cheerful and happy individual and that only intensifies upon imprinting on you. He's charming and he's constantly complimenting you and in a few ways he's actually a bit better than Jared is. He is handling his jealousy better as happiness is something that makes you look only more beautiful so he just endures it for a while before he starts making sarcastic jokes, something you'll hopefully realize and turn around to give him the attention he so sorely craves. Quil is often taking you outside too because whilst he also enjoys just being somewhere with you where no people and no other distractions are, the city offers the chance for fun dates which he wants you two to have so there won't be such a big isolation factor. Physical separation from you is not something he can deal with at all though and even if he tries, he's unable to do anything after a while as your absence pains him greatly. You often have to come back to get him back on his feet.

Quil harbors a similar mindset as Jared in which he thinks that you probably react the way you are because you don't understand what's going on but differently from Jared, he tries to sympathize with you. Or at least give you the illusion of doing so, a strategy to appease you in order to not get into an unnecessary argument with you. That's a problem with Quil. He backs off and follows your wishes for a while so you calm down before he goes to break them again and act the same way, trying to justify his behavior by saying that he slipped up and that it isn't that easy for him to stay away from you thanks to the imprint bond. He's much more likely to use manipulation on you and it's frightening to think how much he actually calculates behind his happy grin. Technically speaking Quil's darling experiences more freedom than Jared's darling would but the main reason why Quil is higher is because he's far more unpredictable. Jared is with his behavior very frequent to the point where you can anticipate his reactions, Quil on the other hand is much more sly and frankly spoken, scarier.

This man takes matters into his own hands if he sees the need for it and that is a very frightening aspect. Sure, he won't kill or hurt humans unless he's given a good reason but whilst all the previous shape-shifters wouldn't go necessarily much against humans because it's their job to protect them from vampires, Quil will. He's almost apathetic to someone who has harmed or hurt you in any way or form as in his eyes, only someone truly evil could hurt you. It's difficult for such people to gain any forgiveness from him. Even if you forgive them, even if this is a person you still want in your life, if they fail to convince Quil, it's over. He will cut all ties you have with that person and even if your sadness breaks his heart, he views the connection with such a person only as toxic and as a guarantee to get you hurt again. Better cut ties before it hurts more. He doesn't shy away from using threats and intimidation to get the message across and the worst part about it is that he's lying to you. He tells you that he doesn't know why that person is suddenly avoiding you whilst comforting you all at the same time.

Paul Lahote

I think it's obvious why he's placed that high but let's jump straight into the mess that is Paul anyways. His temper is already short as it is so just imagine what it's going to be like once he imprints on his s/o. Paul, from the moment his world has shifted upon looking at you, acts incredibly possessive and dominant, jealous and aggressive. Being with you isn't just something he wants, it's something he needs and whether you like it or not, he's from that point on always sticking with you. Partially he might understand your point of view but at the end of the day, he's feeling incredibly entitled and even desperate as he just can't be away from you. He can't! Why can't you understand that? His entitlement is very difficult to handle as he essentially sees himself due to the imprint bond as the only one who is meant to protect you and who can protect you. So instead of being fully grateful if someone else helps you, he's pissed off that they interfered with a bond they couldn't even begin to fathom. You're not a victim to his ire but he's slightly mad when you ask someone else for help since that should be him.

As his possessive and protective obsession spikes his anger issues into space, you see yourself faced with multiple problems once you know what Paul is. His emotions are out of control as even the smallest thing could set him off at any time. One wrong glance from someone, one insult that is whispered behind your back or even a joke from a friend of yours that comes over wrong in his head. He tends to get angry over even the small stuff which you would usually brush off and don't pay too much attention too. He can't just ignore it if someone teases you or says something rude to you, even if it comes from someone you're close to. Not even to mention that his possessive side leads to increased jealousy to the point where he growls even at your close friends. He seems to trust no one with your safety besides himself. His overprotective behavior makes him on top of it all very overbearing as he's constantly hovering around you and makes a big fuss over you as soon as he realizes that you're in any sort of pain. He gives you even less space in such cases as all his instincts scream at him to take care of you.

There's definitely a big isolation factor alongside his limited patience. Paul does practice to control his temper but the amount of times he suffers from a relapse is saddening as much as disappointing for you as his feelings always get the better of him. In order to prevent anything bad from happening, you have to spend most of your time alone with him which Paul doesn't mind but you definitely do. You constantly have to neglect other people as Paul consumes almost all of your time for himself because otherwise he can't be reasoned with. You know he's very sweet and funny if he's alone and has your attention only on himself but the moment anyone else is around you two, he always seems to be on guard. Even his own pack members aren't an exception to that. If you want to do something alone, you need hours to convince Paul who doesn't want to hear any of it. You need to call him though multiple times an hour or otherwise he'll come running after you. Once you've left his field of vision, he's worried sick as his irritation increases every minute.

Leah Clearwater

We've nearly arrived at the top of the list now and the second place goes to the only female shape-shifter in the pack: Leah Clearwater. But why? Well, I feel like there's one big event that pretty much influenced her life and changed her personality. That's the day where Sam, her ex-boyfriend, imprinted on her cousin Emily and broke up with her. She was happily in love before her heart got torn apart and she hasn't forgiven Sam nor Emily fully for it. Worst is that Sam is now her alpha and she's seeing him and Emily being happy together far too often which only worsens her heartbreak. Even if Emily is his imprint, she can't get over it and it isn't until she locks eyes with you for the first time that she's for the first time able to understand why Sam made the decision he did. You're happiness, you're a cure and an absolute joy in her grim life and Leah knows that she'd do anything to keep you safe and happy. Alongside with the imprint bond comes a feeling of pressure unlike anything she has experienced before though as with the sheer ecstasy comes also stress and an overwhelming tightness in her chest.

Leah is insecure. Insecure and terrified. Whilst she has now gotten over Sam, the pain and the previous heartbreak now shifts into something else. Insecurity, fear and paranoia that somehow she'll lose you too. She doesn't want her heart to be broken again since she knows that she'd never recover if you would reject her and it's this paranoia and fear that turns her into this bitter, possessive and jealous woman. Sam and Emily have shaped her and she'll never recover from those issues throughout her entire life which means that she'll never learn how to deal with her emotions. Worst is that she doesn't even try, differently from some other wolves. I mean, even Paul tries to control his anger issues even if he fails but Leah never seeks treatment to better herself. She has better control over her ability to shift anyways and with the rest of her broken emotions, she doesn't see the need to practice to better herself. Instead she lets her fear guide her to act incredibly possessive and overprotective. She wants to do well but her reactions are always far too extreme as soon as she notices that something is wrong with you.

Her open insecurities are her main problem in the relationship as she's quite often worried that you'll find someone who you like more than her. Believe me, she knows that she is hard to be around but she can hardly reason with herself as her feelings always take control over her. She might not be as openly aggressive as Paul is but she'll definitely scare people away from you too. She gets very easily jealous and that can even apply to family members and closest friends of you, even if she knows herself that you value them only platonically. There's little to no respect she shows someone as soon as they've triggered her as she insults them in a bitter tone, poison seething through her words. She never apologizes to them either as her pride holds her back and she only feels guilty when she realizes that she's hurt you by acting so rude. Leah wants to shield you from feeling even an ounce of the pain she had to go through but that unfortunately leads her to cutting people out of your life as soon as they've made you cry. She doesn't care what their motives are, she'll never forgive them. They just have to stay away from you.

Jacob Black

Did you see this coming? Jacob and Leah are at the top of my list for the exact same reason. Both used to be very deeply in love with someone but both were rejected because that person loved someone else. I give Jacob the price of being the most difficult one though because I feel like he'll exhibit everything in an even worse way than Leah. Why? Because at this rate Jacob just doesn't care anymore. Paul cares about his darling and tries to control himself, Leah ocassionally cares and feels guilty, but Jacob just doesn't anymore. He's done with being hurt, done with being left behind for someone else. Now he has finally found his imprint, the person most important to him and he decides that he'll never allow history to repeat itself. That's why he's willing to go very far and use very low tricks to manage to get close to you as fast as possible as he's in a desperate rush right now as every person around you is suddenly turned into a potential rival in his eyes. He feels bad about it if he sees that it has a negative effect on you but he shoves it all away as he prioritizes his own needs.

Jacob is sure that if you give it a try with him, you'll soon forget about the sadness you experience. In his mind you two only need each other and no one else is really needed. He definitely lives after this philosophy as he makes you his absolute priority and neglects and ditches everyone else and expects you to do the same. If you don't do the same and actually meet others and prefer to spend time with them instead of spending time with him, he'll hold it against you and even more against the person who has such a bad influence on you. He pushes anyone away from you who hurts you even once or whom he simply dislikes for being close with you and since he's so incredibly clingy and no one really likes him with his sultry and rude attitude he always has around others, your social contacts begin to wither away. He's openly mentally unstable and very toxic to the point where everyone around him notices. Yet no one is able to reason with him and make him listen. Not his pack, not his alpha and not even his own father. If Bella tries to help him? That'll just end in a disaster as he has lost all sympathy for her.

From all shape-shifters, Jacob is also the one who uses guilt-tripping and emotional blackmailing the most without shame. Leah uses emotional blackmail sometimes too but not nearly as much as Jacob does. As soon as you start going against him and question the undeniable control he wants to have over your life to feel a little bit more secure, he's always resorting to it. Whether it's him justifying it all with the imprint bond or blaming Bella for having broken his heart previously and having made him this way, he does everything to take your mind elsewhere and stop you from protesting, stop you from leaving him. He can lose his cool for a moment and start shouting at you if you prove to be stubborn although at this point he has probably already started crying in hopes that tears will tug at your heartstrings. There's a point where he snaps though and that's probably when he's just unnerving as he threatens to hurt himself if you try to leave him. Do you want to risk it? I can tell you that he'll definitely start neglecting taking care of himself until you come back to him.

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the imprint or the blood singer | part 13.

Summary: Y/N Black. All about La Push. Shy girl unless you get to know her. Not one to make friends easily despite the fact that she very well could. Friends with her brother’s friends until one Bella Swan comes back to town.

Warnings for the Series: light violence, light smut

Pairing: Edward Cullen x reader, Embry Call x reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

“I can, I can explain—”

“She’s a leech lover,” Quil and Leah said at the same time.

“This is where you’ve been sneaking off to isn’t it. This is why you defended the other leech, for this one.” Paul didn’t try to hide the resentment.

Edward could hear the worry in your thoughts. The panicked, scared thoughts. The worst-case scenarios about how the pack would take it was coming true. His first instinct was always to protect you until your thoughts became pleasant again.

The instinct bulldozed over any logical thoughts when Edward pulled you close to him. Growls came from the pack as they watched Edward’s hand draw circles on your hip. Embry was pissed.

“You rejected the imprint for him. For our enemy.” He was too blinded by his own rage to even acknowledge the sadness he could feel from you.

“It’s not like that, Embry.”

“Was I not good enough?”

“No, I swear—”

“How can you—”

“I couldn’t help it!” You regretted the words as soon as you said them.

Jacob was the first to put two and two together. “No. No you didn’t actually imprint on him.”

“Imprint?!” The whole pack yelled.

You confirmed when you didn’t answer. They were in disbelief, Embry most of all. There was no way you could. There was no way you could’ve kept it hidden from them for so long, hidden from him.

“She only kept it a secret because she was afraid of this happening,” Edward addressed Embry. He had tried to stay silent but there were so many thoughts going unspoken.

“You don’t speak for my imprint.”

“Embry, please.”

“Let’s go, (Y/N),” Sam spoke up. He couldn’t stand to look at the scene in front of him.

“Not until you listen, Sam. I don’t want us to—”

“We’ve listened enough. We’re leaving!”

Sam’s voice rose. You were taken a bit aback. Sam had never raised his voice at you before. Even when you were just human, he was always on your side. When you didn’t move Sam grew agitated.

“I said we’re leaving and you’re going to stay away from him. Let’s go. That’s an order.”

You felt the pull to obey Sam’s command. No matter how much you didn’t want to follow it you couldn’t stop yourself from listening. Reluctantly, you slowly removed Edward’s fingers from your hip.

“You’re the Alpha,” you said slowly.

Edward grabbed your hand before you fully crossed the stream. He slowly and sweetly kissed you. Edward felt pitiful as he heard every thought in your head. There was nothing he could do to make it better as tears rolled down your face.

“(Y/N)!” Sam called.

You pulled away from Edward.

“Please don’t do anything stupid,” you whispered.

You rested your forehead against his. Edward nodded and watched you walk off. Embry placed his hand on your back but you shook him off aggressively.

“Don’t touch me.” You stormed off ahead of the pack.

You were never left alone. Leah and Seth were now always on patrol with you. Jacob didn’t hesitate to go with you for lunch with Bella and your Forks’ High friends. Embry, Jared, and Quil were placed on your shift for watching over Bella’s house. Edward’s number was blocked and deleted from your phone, all of the Cullens’ numbers were. Bella tried to talk to Jacob for you but even his imprint couldn’t help. The pack had their minds made up.

~~

You were sitting at the dining room table at Emily’s house drawing in your sketchpad. You, Seth, and Leah had finished up your patrol earlier that morning. The others would be done with theirs soon. As the rest of the pack entered, you flipped your sketchbook from the sketch of Edward to a blank page and started drawing something else. You ignored everyone as they passed around food.

“You don’t want to eat?” Embry hovered a plate of food right above your sketchpad.

You used the end of your pencil to push the plate out of the way and continued drawing. Embry set the plate down but kept it in your reach in case you wanted some. The pack didn’t like this you. It was miserable to be on patrol with you sometimes, all your thoughts were spiteful.

“(Y/N), please talk to me. I don’t like seeing my imprint like this.” Embry brushed back a piece of your hair.

“You should’ve thought of that before your Alpha commanded that I don’t see mine.” At the word alpha you turned your head from Embry and stared Sam down.

“Your imprint was a leech.”

“Is.”

“Let it go. He’s one of them, forget about him.”

“The same way you forgot about Emily and stayed with Leah?”

“(Y/N)!” Jacob called you out.

You hit below the belt and you knew it. But it was what you wanted, you wanted them to feel how you did. For a brief second you saw Sam’s face twitch and it felt good.

“Your pack is looking out for you.”

“The pack can stop.” You picked up your things. You wanted to leave Emily’s house and lock yourself in the garage.

“Don’t leave,” Sam commanded.

“Or you’ll do what, Sam?”

“(Y/N), stand down.”

“Stand down?! Jake get to see Bella everyday. Embry gets to see me everyday. What do I get? I get these stupid pictures…”

You ripped out drawings of Edward from your sketchbook. Each drawing you ripped out, you crumpled up and threw at the pack.

“I’m miserable and for what? Because he’s not like us, a vampire. Stand down for what?”

Jacob grabbed your arm. “The pack is here for you, we’re just trying to protect you. I’m trying to protect you as your brother.”

“Well, you’re not my real brother. I am (Y/N) Ephraim Black, great-granddaughter of Chief Ephraim Black, only child of his first born grandson who was given his name. Only child. So you can stop acting like my older brother, Jacob, because you’re not.”

You yanked your hand out of Jacob’s grip. You stormed out of Sam’s house, hearing Jake tell the others to let you go. That you’d cool off in no time. He knew you were in the garage when he got home. It was where you went every time the two of you had a fight. Jacob said nothing as he entered. He opened the door to the car he was working on and sat down in it.

“You’re right. I’m not your real brother but you’re still my family.”

You and Jacob didn’t talk the whole night. When Billy came to find his kids he found both of you asleep in the garage, Jacob asleep in the front seat of the car and you asleep in the back.

(Part 14)...

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[crimsonmoonlite]

Twin Flame - 1. Awakening

I don't hate Bella, but I love a fic with a good Bella Bashing. That you to storiestoreid for roleplaying this scenario with me.

June 4th, 2006 11:37 AM Mike was annoyed that Eric or Tyler didn't come to the beach. He was stuck with the girls. The girls would only get in the water to pee. They mostly sat in their chairs, tanning. The waves weren't large enough to surf on or even body surf. It would be a horrible beach day... if only he had come separately from Jessica and Angela.

"Ang! Come on!" Mike whined as she wasn't as stuck up as Jessica, Lauren, and Bella. She would come in now and then to rough house with him. "Jessica?"

"Don't even think about it, Newton, you dunked me under the water next time, and I had just pee-" Jessica saw a guy approaching. "eeled... I had just peeled an orange. Heya, what brings you to First Beach?" Jessica played with her hair.

"Jake? What are you doing here?"

"I live here, remember?" Jacob scoffed, "I saw your hunk of junk while the boys and I were winding down from a stressful night." Jacob said. Mike was infuriated when he saw him. Jacob Black was just the icing on the shit cake for this day. The last time he saw him was when Bella tricked them and took them to that scary movie. Mike had to call someone to pick him up after they ditched him.

"Have your friends come on over her. We are very friendly," Jessica was flirting with him, making Mike jealous even though he had no feelings for Jessica after they broke up. Mike had a few beers... or a dozen. He scooped up a wet sandball and lugged it to hit Jacob and the girl's feet... but he had miscalculated the throw, and the sandball hit Jacob right between the eyes.

Jacob was taken aback as the girls froze and held back their giggles. He lowly growled to glare at Mike. Mike would have a him-shaped print of smoke in his wake if this were a looney tunes cartoon. He was running away as fast as he could.

"Get back here, Newson!" Jacob growled, chasing after him as Mike was a couple of hundred feet away.

"It's Newton! And I would do it again!" Mike screamed, unknowingly running straight toward Jacob's crew, "I am the wind! You will never catch-" Mike said, gloating at how fast he was, but then big mitts grabbed his waist, tackling him to the sand. Jacob's lips were tugging up in malice as he flipped Mike over to threaten him, but some of Mike's sweet scent wafted up into his nose, momentarily freezing him. Bella thought he was about to kill Mike, so she ran after them.

Mike usually anger around the stuck-up Jacob was all eased as he was wasted. He wasn't an angry drunk or even a sad drunk. He was a giggly drunk. He couldn't stop the giggle fit approaching as he saw the leftover wet sand on Jacob's face. He was laughing so hard he had to hold his gut. On the other hand, he helped Jacob wipe off the sand from his face.

Jacob only looked down at Mike as he was giggling and wiping the sand off of him innocently, forgetting why he was angry in the first place. Bella grabbed Jake by the scruff of the neck to pull him off. This was a known trigger for the wolf. Quil and Embry rushed up, grabbed her away from him, and pulled Jake off of Mike.

"You guys are no fun," Mike whined as Jacob showed his pack that he was calm and collected. He was still looking down at Mike with googoo eyes. Bella felt a little jealous as that's how Jake would normally look at her. Jake reached out his hand for Mike to take and helped him up. That was when Mike's beach day began to turn around. He found people he could hang out with while the girls were being duds.

------- 11:37 AM Beau didn't want to go to the beach with Bella and her friends. Angela and Mike were pretty cool, but he didn't like Jessica and Lauren. Beau had learned not to have the same friends as Bella because they always lean towards her.

He was lonely for the nine months he and his sister had been separated, but he hated Florida and wanted to move to Forks. Bella was being difficult as always because she felt like Forks were hers. It had driven a little wedge between Beau and her. It's not like he could move back in with Renee. He burned that bridge... but that was a story for another day.

He was slightly preoccupied with the mysteries he had walked into when he moved here. Why was Bella the shell of who she used to be, why were Jacob and his friends so aggressive, and why was Edward such a mystery with his family?

The other night, he had caught onto something when he attended a bonfire with Charlie and Bella. They kept talking about the 'cold ones,' and Bella looked like she was having a mild seizure as they told it. Most of the elders were staring at Bella while telling the story. He wouldn't have given it a second thought, they were vampires, and Beau didn't believe they existed. He was, however, intrigued by his sister's reaction. When they got home, he asked what was happening, but she did a shit job of lying.

Connecting the symptoms of a Cold One and the Cullens didn't take long. He found it out quicker than Bella. He just needed to research it. Bella never let him use her laptop, and Charlie didn't have enough money to buy him one. It was a present for when Bella first moved it.

He felt like he had figured it out. It's like the Cullens had sucked all the life out of her. She only cared about Edward, who seemed to have the same sentiment. He was determined to get down to the bottom of it and get his sister back.

Bella had taken the truck to the beach, and his father was fishing with a friend taking his car. Beau wished he could drive the Patrol Car, but that would be a felony. He got an old bike from the garage. It was his mother's when their parents were still married. He had to air up the tires and then off to the library.

Beau couldn't shake the feeling he was being watched... because he was. He managed to get the Cullens on their toes with all his sleuthing around. He was Bella's sibling, so that he could keep the secret, but they were never too safe regarding humans. They figured if anything bad were going to happen, Alice would catch it in time for them to act, but that hadn't happened. Carlisle and Esme weren't as worried as the others, but Edward was very anxious.

He had gone undetected while Beau had researched on the public computers until the librarian called him out, "Cullen, you have an overdue book... did you bring it?" she asked, and Edward would have turned red if he had more blood running through his system. Beau turned around to see that Edward was on the other side of the room.

"Uh... yeah... I mean, know... I mean, I will bring it tomorrow," Edward said, and the lady glared at him. She looked like a drug lord about to break his knees if he didn't hurry up and bring back the book.

Edward had no other choice than to acknowledge Beau. It would have been more obvious if he had left after the two had made direct eye contact. "Hey, Beau... What's up?" Edward said, walking up to him, his heart beating faster than it had in years. He didn't know how that was possible. The last time he had eaten was two days ago. He thought maybe it could be Beau's scent. It was much like Bella's... if not more enticing if he was honest with himself.

Beau was so confident in his accusations he didn't even try to hide what he was researching. There were very few people in the library, so he didn't have to worry about sounding crazy since they weren't anywhere near them. "Researching," Beau slid back in his chair to give Edward more of a view.

"Cold ones? What is that?" He tried playing coy, but he saw that he wasn't convincing Beau. He was so sure of himself and blatant. It must run in the family, Edward thought. He couldn't read his mind. Unlike Bella and Charlie, the boy made his thoughts and emotions known. Edward didn't have to think twice to know what he was thinking.

"Vampires,"

"Oh... huh, I have never thought about them."

"Is that so?" Beau asked. If Edward could, he would be sweating out of his clothes.

"Yeah... er, I have never been much for the supernatural, I guess the tv shows can be entertaining, but they don't exist," He said, and Beau rolled his eyes. He closed the browser and snatched up his bag. He grabbed Edward by the wrist and stamped up to the third floor, which was always desolate. Edward was slightly stunned as soon as their skin touched. The image of him pinning Beau's wrists above his head while drilling into him. Edward shook his head, trying to get it out of his mind... he was a virgin. He had never thought of something like that on his own. Was skin-on-skin touching helping him read Beau's mind?

"Listen, Cullen," Beau snapped. "I know what you are... You feel like an ice sculpture, your eyes are black, and you are annoyingly broody,"

"What?" Edward tried his best to laugh convincingly.

"Okay... let's try it this way..." His lip watch twitched as he was really angry and stressed out. "In some horrible universe where I am wrong, vampires do exist... Hypothetically why would vampires be in such a small town like Forks, Washington, and what would they want to be doing with my sister,"

Beau looked crazy... but he was pulling something out of Edward. The vampire was attracted to the scent of the boy like a moth to a flame. Beau always had an affinity for getting people to open up to him or getting them to do exactly what he wanted. It was a power that Beau had no idea he could abuse.

"Let's say in a world, in a fictional world where there are vampires and goblins exist... I think there would be some vampires that are evil and just as bad as the books and movies say, but there would also be vampires that don't want to hurt anyone. They would want to exist in peace and be allowed to be themselves and not hurt or drink anyone's blood. They would want someone to love that would show them just as much love back, and they wouldn't want o be threatened and exposed. If they came to Fork's, it wouldn't be to hurt anyone. Don't you think they would go somewhere like LA or New York if they wanted to hurt and drink from people?" Edward rambled longer than he ever had before. He tried to keep a jovial tone, but it soon became an inner monologue. He was passionate when he talked. He noticed the smirk turning into a frown on Beau's face. "Beau?"

"I'm sorry to bother you..." Beau was kicking himself in the ass. He had never thought of a Vampire being, as Edward had just explained. He knew when people were lying and when they were telling the truth. He could tell Edward was passionate about what he had laughed off earlier. "I don't want to expose you or anything like that. That's the last thing I want to do to someone else," he said. Another reason he left Florida was that he had lost his virginity to this guy he knew, and then he was blackmailed into paying them off, or they would out him. If he could relate to Edward in any way, it would be not wanting to be exposed and wanting to live in peace, loving who he lived with no dismay to anyone else. "I just want my sister back... she is so different now,"

Edward felt sorry for Beau even though he didn't want how what he had said to trigger him. He also could understand wanting his sister back, "Beau... just some people change," he explained, placing his hand on Beau's arm. He focused on trying to read his mind but was getting nothing. He had no idea what happened just a few months ago. "Please don't tell anyone, okay?"

"I'm not a narc," He shrugged and then noticed Edward's skin.

They were underneath the skylight feature of the library or were stained glass, but it allowed Beau to see Edward's true skin. He cupped Edward's face inspecting it closer. Edward understood what he was seeing and shyly looked up at the ceiling. He didn't want Beau to let go of him... it was so soft and inviting. "You're so beautiful," Beau said, and Edward bit his lip. Edward was looking at how beautiful Beau was, how much life was in his skin... how innocently he was touching him. His scent was fueling Edward's mind with perversions. He placed his hand on top of Beaus and gazed into his eyes.

As the boy looked up into Edward's eyes, he was joined in his trance. He licked his lips as Edward leaned down. Luckily, a hand pulled them apart, bringing them out of their trance. "I... er," Beau gulped before rushing away. Edward was left to explain himself to Alice.

"I'm sorry... he just brought it out of me," Edward explained as she glared him down. She wasn't angry about that.

"You were going to fuck him if I didn't come sooner," Alice said, and Edward gulped. Please Vote, Comment, Add to your lists, and share this story with a friend:). Updates sporadic

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[greendino567]

Hi guys, I am new to all of this so please go easy on me. This is my first post on here and I wanted to let you know what kind of stuff I will write and who for.

What I will write:

Headcanons

Imagine scenarios

Fluff

Angst

LGBTQ+

What I will not write:

Smut (maybe in the future but as of now it is a no)

Incest relationships

Minor x adult (e.g  Severus Snape x underage student)

SA/rape

Homophobia, Racism, Transphobia etc

Who I write for:

The Outsiders:

Ponyboy Curtis

Johnny Cade

Steve Randle

Darry Curtis

Dallas Winston

Sodapop Curtis

Two-bit Matthews

The Mighty Ducks:

Guy Germaine

Luis Mendoza

Charlie Conway

Adam Banks 

Connie Moreau

Julie Gaffney

Dean Portman

Fulton Reed

Lester Averman

Ken Wu

Jesse Hall

Twilight:

Edward Cullen

Emmett Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Jasper Hale

Alice Cullen

Carlisle Cullen 

Esme Cullen

Charlie Swan 

Paul Lahote

Sam Uley

Jared Cameron

Leah Clearwater

Embry Call

Quil Ateara

Emily Young

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter 

Hermione Granger

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Blaise Zabini

Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

Theodore Nott

Pansy Parkinson

Luna Lovegood

Neville Longbottom

Ginny Weasley

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black 

James Potter

Lucius Malfoy

Narcissa Malfoy

Bellatrix Lestrange

Dean Thomas

Seamus Finnigan

Oliver Wood

If you have requests please either comment them or message me

Fair warning, I do not know how to write for a male reader however if you really want to I could give it a go.

UPDATE!!!!

I have decided to start writing for Stranger Things as well, however I have never watched it nor will I ever probably watch it, I know the baseline of the plot but I can always do further research for a story. Here are the characters I will write for, for now:

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Robin Buckley

Nancy Wheeler

Im aware it’s not a very big range of characters but these are the ones I have been focusing on more recently so I will stick to theses for now.

Send requests!!!!!!!!!!

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[imaginebeyondyourdreams]

Embry: The Dance Part 2

*Finally felt well enough to finish it! Hope ya’ll enjoy it! On a side note, I loved Kristopher Hyatt as Embry even though his part was so short :( Kiowa Gorden was okay but there is just something about Kristopher that I liked more so that’s why I’m using his photo lol*

You had trouble sleeping that night, tossing and turning all night. The clock turned midnight and you heard a rock hit your window. You sighed, getting up and looking out the window to see Embry standing there, shirtless and in just shorts, even barefoot. You sighed, opening the window.

"What do you want?" You called quietly, not wanting to wake up anyone in the house.

"Can I come in?" He asked, staring at you.

"I don't think that's a good idea," you didn't want to let him in.  He hurt you tremendously and you couldn't stand to look at him right now.

"I want to properly apologize and explain myself," he said, leaning against the window sill and giving you puppy dog eyes, "Please let me in, _____."

"Fine, but you have to be quiet," you stepped aside, letting him climb through the window, shutting it behind him. "You have ten minutes and then I'm kicking you out."

"It's going to probably take longer than that, but I'll try," he sighed, running a hand through his now short hair. You kinda missed his long hair and the way it flowed down his back. "I don't even know where to begin. I guess I'll begin with saying I'm really sorry."

"You said that already," you pointed out, crossing your arms.

"I won't ever be able to say it enough," he said softly, looking at you, "You looked beautiful tonight and I… I messed up. I had to stay away from you, for your safety. I'm really sorry that I hurt you and I'll spend forever making it up to you if you'll let me."

"What changed?" You asked.

"What?"

"You said you had to stay away for my safety. What changed so much that you're here now," you waited for an answer as he began to pace.

"Have you ever heard of the legends of my tribe?" You shook your head at his words, him sighing before continuing, "This is going to be more difficult… So, they say we are descended from spirit warriors."

"Spirit warriors?"

"Yeah, like… shapeshifters but only wolves," he said, turning to look at you, "When vampires would come into our territory, it would cause a few warriors to change to fight the vampires off."

"Vampires? Right," you said, shaking your head.

"Yes, vampires," he continued, "Not every generation had spirit warriors but… this one does."

"So, you're trying to tell me that there are shapeshifters that turn into wolves in your tribe to fight these so-called vampires," you laughed uncomfortably, "Right. If you didn't want to go with me, all you had to do was say so. You don't need to lie or come up with this ridiculous story."

"I'm not lying and it's not a story," he sighed frustratingly, "I'm telling the truth! I'm one of them."

"Okay, say I believe you, why tell me now?" You asked, raising an eyebrow at him. 

"Well, there's more," you hummed as he continued to speak, "We have these things called imprints. They are like… the other half of our soul. It's like our soulmate, our air, our entire world. When we meet eyes for the first time, it's like they're the ones holding us down to the earth."

"What does this have to do with why you're telling me?"

"You're my imprint," he said plainly, as if it was obvious.

"You must have lost your mind," you began, opening the window, "You need to leave."

"Let me prove it to you," he said desperately, grabbing your hand and you could feel how warm his skin was, "Come with me and let me show you."

"Why should I trust you?"

"You did once before. Please, let me show you and if you still want nothing to do with me..  then I'll leave you alone," he spoke as if just saying the words hurt him. You sighed, nodding and climbing out the window with him. He grabbed your hand, leading you into the forest and through the trees until it came to a small clearing. He came to a stop and let go of your hand, turning towards you, "Just wait here, please?" You sighed and nodded before he turned and went into the forest. You heard the crunch of leaves as something emerged from the darkness where Embry had just gone. Out walked a huge wolf, gray in color with dark spots on its back. You gasped, taking a step back but tripping and falling to the ground. The wolf whined and stepped forward so you held your hand up.

"Don't get closer," you called out, picking yourself off the ground. Your hands were shaking and you could feel fear creep in. You looked over at the wolf who laid down and looked up at you, seeing Embry's eyes mirrored in the wolf's eyes. You swallowed hard and stepped forwards, your hand held out to him. You reached him and placed your hand near his face, gasping slightly as he nudged your hand with his snout. You sighed as you sat in front of him, petting him gently. "Okay, I think you need to change back. We need to talk." He got up, turning and trotting into the trees again before coming back out in his human form. "How long have you been like this?"

"Not very long. Right after I asked you to the dance, I suppose." He walked up to you, putting his hands in his pockets as he looked down at you, "I'm really sorry. It was supposed to be a secret that no one but our imprint could know. I didn't know you were mine until tonight."

"I understand, I guess," you replied, hugging your arms around yourself, "I mean, I can't fault you for something you can't help."

"I still should have told you I couldn't go," he said softly, looking away, "I just didn't want to see your disappointment so I thought it'd be easier if you hated me."

"I could never hate you, Embry," you replied, holding out your hand for him to take, "I could be upset with you but I could never hate you."

"Never? That's a long time to commit to," he smiled as he took your hand, squeezing it gently.

"Yeah," you smiled back, "Can we head back now? We can talk more tomorrow but I've got to get some sleep tonight and it's already after midnight."

"Oh, right, sorry," he smiled sheepishly and led you back to your house. He helped you through the window before speaking again, "So, I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yes, you'll see me tomorrow," you reached up, kissing his cheek before smiling as you closed the window on him before he could say anything. You waved goodbye as you watched him leave back through the forest. "What am I getting myself into?"

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[axen-gers]

axen-gers rules and character list!

rules!

i will write/may include:

smut

angst

fluff

mature scenes such as gore, violence, etc.

drug/alcohol use

kinks,bdsm,nsfw

weapon use

self harm and suicide

if the gender is not explicitly stated they will more than likely be female unless asked

dub-con/non-con

headcannons,one-shots,imagines,scenarios

i will not write:

certain kinks such as piss kinks, scat kink, or any involving bodily fluids that excrete waste

romanticized pedophilia, zoophilia, and necrophilia

all characters will be 18+ and i will age them up if needed

character list!

Harry Potter

golden trio era

harry potter

ron weasley

fred weasley

george weasley

charlie weasley

neville longbottom

cedric diggory

oliver wood

hermione granger

marauders era

james potter

remus lupin

regulus black

lily evans

Criminal Minds

spencer reid

emily prentiss

aaron hotchner

penelope garcia

9-1-1

evan buckley

eddie diaz

may grant

ravi panikkar

howie ‘chimney’ han

Marvel

steve rogers

bucky barnes

sam wilson

tasm peter parker

natasha romanoff

thor odinson

loki laufeyson

bruce banner

wanda maximoff

steven grant/marc spector

mobius m. mobius/don

Bridgerton

benedict bridgerton

eloise bridgerton

colin bridgerton

anthony bridgerton

The Rookie

john nolan

lucy chen

tim bradford

aaron thorsen

tamara colins

celina juarez

Twilight

edward cullen

alice cullen

charlie swan

rosalie hale

seth clearwater

paul lahote

jared cameron

sam uley

embry call

more soon!….

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[byrachel]

I was thinking of how it would be to have your first kiss with Embry.

He would definitely be more nervous than you were although he had more experience, where you didn’t have any at all. It was still a little different than other times, because it would be the first time he kissed someone he genuinely liked. Your whole date long he found tons of perfect moments to kiss you, but every time you looked up at him his fluttering heart made him stop in his tracks. Why did you have to look at him like that?

After walking you home you found yourself standing on your porch telling each other goodnight while Embry was beating himself up for not kissing you when he had the chance. But then he suddenly got an idea which might help him doing what he was looking forward to the whole night. “Can I try something before I go?”

You gave him a curious look, slightly puckering your lips. “Depends on what you wanna try.” 

“You trust me, right?” He asked with a cheeky smile, making you chuckle before you nodded in response. “Okay, close your eyes.”

Without hesitation you did what he had asked you, patiently waiting for whatever he wanted to try. And just for a moment Embry stared at you, his heart almost jumping out of his chest as he took in your features, your adorable features. It wasn’t just your eyes, it was just you driving his heart insane. 

It is now or never, he silently encouraged himself .

His hands found their way to your cheeks, your head now resting in his palms softly leaning into his warm touch, still keeping your eyes closed. You trusted him after all. He was right in front of you and you could feel him pull your face closer to his, his breath brushing against your lips for just a second before they met yours. You softly tilted your head, kissing him back as your hands searched for leverage finding his collar to hold on to. 

It was a sweet, short lived kiss, but it was enough for Embry and you to look forward to a next time. Yeah, there was definitely going to be a next time.

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[rosaalee]

are you guys interested in me writing hard hours for twilight members? thinking of doing it and maybe eventually post my story from wattpad on here.

#twilight hard hours #twilight imagine #twilight scenarios #edward cullen #bella swan #emmett cullen #rosalie hale #jacob black #jasper hale #alice cullen #carlise cullen #esme cullen #leah clearwater #embry call

[diaphragmjellyfish]

Research

Finally wrote something again! Sorry it took so long. 

How exactly do you get a dog to lose your scent? Because avoiding your werewolf boyfriend Embry was proving a lot harder than you had anticipated. Last weekend was… eventful. You guys had finally done it. Gone all the way. After 6 months of dating and an imprint bond, you both finally decided you were ready to take that next step. And you’ve only had one thought since that night. 

That shit hurted. 

It was borderline unbearable. The pain was searing. You lied there until Embry was done, faking moans and even faking the Big O, and you were less than eager to do it again. Were you broken? He seemed to enjoy it, so obviously you were to blame. He’d been super clingy and lovey since that night, even more so than usual, and you didn’t have the heart to be around him knowing you had faked it like that. What if he found out? He’d be crushed. What if he wanted to do it again? You couldn’t take that pain another night. What if he faked it too and was going to break up with you the next time he saw you? Yeah, no. Avoidance was the way to go. 

He wanted to take you out to see a movie. You mysteriously came down with a case of allergies in the middle of winter. 

He wanted to pick you up after school and give you a ride home. You had the sudden urge to join a club that was meeting after school that day. 

He called, your phone was on silent. 

He texted, you suddenly became illiterate. 

But he kept trying. God, why was he making this so difficult?! Thoughts like this swirled through your head as you walked the long way home from school. He knew your usual route, so obviously that was out of the question. You took a path through the woods that would eventually spit you out right by the beach where you could sit and think. The forest had always felt like a second home to you. Peaceful, comfortable, private. You walked for some time before hearing twigs snapping in the distance. Probably a rabbit or something. Louder snapping. Bigger sticks. Definitely not a rabbit. You halted, waiting for the creature to pass, when a large gray wolf stalked out of the trees. 

Damn. 

He was wearing the softest, cutest, most “kicked puppy” look on his face that you had ever seen. Head bowed, he walked up to you slowly, whining. So he had noticed your avoidance. You held your hand out to him, petting the thick fur between his ears. He sniffed your hand, giving it a soft lick. 

“Hi,” you whispered. He whined louder at this. “Embry…” you started, before he crouched down, a silent cue for you to get on his back. He waited. 

Guess this was inevitable. And at least him showing up in wolf form gave you some time to think about how exactly you would explain what had happened. With another soft sigh, you climbed up on his back, holding the fur tightly as he trotted off into the trees. After about 5 minutes, you realized that he was taking you to Sam and Emily’s house. You weren’t in the mood to be around the rest of the pack right now. 

“Embry, I’m kind of busy today. I don’t really have time to hang out with the pack.” 

He ignored you, trotting along as if your statement was the buzz of a mosquito in his ear. When you reached the house, however, you quickly realized that no one else was there. They must all be out. It was a Friday afternoon, after all. 

When you reached the lawn, Embry stopped and crouched once more so you could dismount. When you did, he ran off behind the house, walking back out several minutes later as the inky-haired boy you had grown to love. His face was full of sadness, yours full of anxiety. 

“Let’s go for a walk,” he said. 

You silently followed him down the path that led to the cliffs, waiting for him to say something else. He never did, only kept walking. You struggled to keep up, but were too stubborn in your silence to ask him to slow down. You both finally reached the rocky cliffs jutting out over the frigid ocean. He stopped, staring out at the horizon. You paused next to him, waiting. After another several minutes of silence, you grew impatient. 

“It’s supposed to snow Monday,” you said. 

You waited. Silence. 

“The news said they might even cancel school.” 

A pause. Nothing. 

“I don’t know about you, but I could definitely use a three day weeken-”

“Is there something you want to tell me?” he cut you off, seeming agitated. For as long as you’d known Embry, he was never in a bad mood. Never anything but happy. Maybe sad on a few occasions, but never angry. Never frustrated. And it was making you nervous. 

And now it was your turn to be silent. Yes! You wanted to say. You hurt me! But you couldn’t. Wouldn’t. He didn’t do it on purpose, so why would you make him feel guilty about something that was your problem and your problem alone? 

“Because, if I’m counting correctly, it’s been 5 days since I’ve so much as heard from you. Barely a text back. Not a call, not a ‘hey! I’m super busy this week.’ Why are you avoiding me? I thought… after last weekend, we should be more in love than ever right?! Did it not mean anything to you?” 

You remained quiet, tears pooling in your eyes. You gave no sign that you were going to respond, so he kept going. 

“Just tell me where your fucking head is at, Y/N. You can’t keep brushing me off like this. Did I do something wrong? Do you regret what we did? Am I, like… not ripped enough for you or something?” 

“Embry, no,” you pleaded. You could see the insecurity behind his eyes. You had to tell him what was going on, but you knew it would crush him. “It’s not that at all.” 

He waited. “Then what?” 

You closed your eyes, a tear slipping down your face. You wiped it away quickly before taking a deep breath. “I have been avoiding you.” You looked up at his face at this, finding tears building up in his own eyes. “I love you, Embry. But last weekend, just… I can’t do that again.” 

He clenched his jaw, looking anywhere but your face and nodded. He was hurt. You definitely could have worded that better. 

“Let me explain,” you pleaded. He wouldn’t look at you still, but didn’t walk away, so you kept going. “I think I might be broken or something, because that… It didn’t feel right.” 

At this, he looked back at your face, switching from hurt to concerned almost immediately. 

“Why would you think you’re broken?” 

Another pause. “I know you would never hurt me on purpose…”

“You were in pain?” he panicked, fresh tears pricking in his eyes. 

“It’s not your fault,” you hurried. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that? Why would you let me keep going?!” 

“I’m sorry!” you cried, causing him to walk up and embrace you. You sobbed into his chest as he pet your hair, all signs of anger gone. “You were having a good time, and I didn’t wanna ruin it, but it hurt so bad…” 

“Shhhhh,” he cooed as he rocked you from side to side, letting you calm down. “It’s okay.” 

After several minutes, you finally stopped crying. He didn’t falter in his embrace, only left light kisses on your forehead and cheek. 

“Y/N, I am so sorry,” he whispered into your hair. 

“It’s not your fault,” you replied. 

“Yes, it is. I’m supposed to take care of you. It was my job to make you feel good, and you were hurting that bad and I didn’t even notice.” You sniffled, just enjoying being in his arms. A few more minutes passed as you both calmed down. 

“To be fair, I did take a drama class last semester. I’d say I put on a pretty convincing performance,” you added weakly, an attempt to lighten the mood. 

He huffed a laugh, if for no other reason than to make you feel better. “Had me fooled,” he added. 

You smiled, looking up at him. “I’m sorry for avoiding you.” 

“It’s okay. I just wish you would have told me as soon as it started to hurt that you wanted to stop.” 

“I know. I should have, I just got all in my head about it.” 

“And I’m sorry for hurting you. I’ll never forgive myself, and I understand if you don’t want to be with me anymore,” he answered, nervously awaiting your response. 

“I forgive you. And of course I still want to be with you, Embry. I love you. We just need to work on our communication skills a little bit,” you laughed. 

“We do. And I’ll start. I would really love another chance to make you feel good. If you promise to be honest about how you’re feeling, I know I can do a way better job. But I understand completely if you wanna wait a while… or if you never wanna do it again. You’re in charge here.” 

His words had your heart melting. He really did care about you, and you knew that if you had told him in the moment that you were in pain, he would have done anything to get you feeling good. You were always his first priority. 

“I’d be willing to try again, but what we did last time didn’t work. I think we need to think of some new techniques or something,” you mumbled shyly. 

“Tell you what. I’ll do some research, get some stuff, and you can come over tonight… if you want to. And we can maybe try again? And if you get there and aren’t feeling up to it, we can just watch a movie and cuddle. No pressure… I just miss you.” 

You thought for a second. Worst case scenario, you’d cuddle on the couch and eat junk food. You trusted Embry completely, and if you said stop, you knew he would. 

“Okay,” you replied. 

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After a long shower, some fresh makeup, and a cute-yet-comfortable outfit, you were ready to go over to Embry’s. Sure, the nerves were kicking in, but you trusted him when he said he would do some research. When you pulled up, he was already standing in the doorway smiling. You ran out and gave him a giant bear hug (or wolf hug), and he picked you up and carried you into his room, kicking the door closed with his foot. 

“I missed you,” he said, face buried in your hair. 

“You saw me like 3 hours ago,” you giggled in response. 

“Yeah, but I haven’t seen you all week! Gotta get my Y/N fill or I might die!” 

You laughed loudly, hands threading up into his hair as he sat down on the bed with you seated in his lap. 

“Yeah, yeah, just try not to crowd me,” you cheekily replied. 

He raised an eyebrow before tackling you back onto the bed, tickling you like a maniac and placing playful kisses all over your face and neck. 

“Like this?! Don’t crowd you like this?” 

“Embry stop!” you laughed, trying to suck in a breath between his manic tickles. When he finally stopped, he was lying between your legs, one hand grasping both your wrists above your head, the other propped beside you so as to not crush you. He stared lovingly at your face before leaning down and placing a soft kiss on your lips. His grip on your arms loosened, as if to say You can stop me anytime, but you didn’t. You kissed him back, arms staying in place to tell him that you were okay. 

The kisses grew slightly more heated, but Embry kept them gentle. And every time you thought he was about to take things to the next step, he’d just kiss you some more. You were growing slightly impatient, breath labored and blood pumping fast. Your stomach became slightly warm, and every time you leaned up, he’d pull away. 

“You’re being mean,” you whimpered. 

He just looked at you and smirked before leaning down and capturing your lips once more. You could feel your blood heat in every part of your body. From your head to your toes, you felt warm and fuzzy, yet desperate for more,,, more touch, more pressure, more Embry. Growing frustrated, you hooked your legs around his waist and tried your best to pull him closer, unintentionally grinding your hips into his. When he brushed up against your core, you let out an involuntary sigh. It actually felt nice. He smiled into the kiss, pulling his lips away from yours and dragging them down to your jaw, and then your neck, suckling and sucking and leaving light red marks that made your head spin. The hand that was holding your wrists came down behind your back and up into your hair, firmly pulling your head back to give him better access to your neck. 

This movement made your entire back arch up into his body. His grip in your hair tightened slightly, lips sucking your skin up into his mouth as he nibbled, before soothing with his tongue. Your toes curled, legs pulling him impossibly closer. When he felt this, he ground his hips down into yours. The combination of his hands, lips, and weight on top of you made you let out a gasp. Your hands held onto his shoulders for dear life, pulling his shirt up in an attempt to take it off. He got the hint and sat up to remove it, being away from your body for far too long for your taste. He didn’t lower fully back down, however, instead sliding his warm hands under your shirt and onto your stomach. You sat up, taking your sweatshirt off and throwing it violently across the room. His eyes widened as they looked down at your bare chest in an almost feral fashion. He gripped your thighs, tugging you down the bed with ease, and resuming his position on top of you, hands roaming all over your torso. He cupped your breasts gently, rolling your nipples softly between his fingers. You shut your eyes and threw your head back, enjoying the sensations. His kisses trailed from your neck and down to your chest, softly. Lovingly. When he reached your nipples, his tongue poked out and licked around each of them, before taking them into his mouth and sucking. His hands continued to caress your back, and he took his sweet time switching from one breast to the other, and back again, until he felt your skin grow almost as hot as his. You were writhing underneath him, panting as your mind tried to comprehend the sensations. And his mouth, God it was so warm. You felt him kiss the undersides of your breasts, and then your stomach, and then lower… 

When he reached the waistband of your leggings, he brought his hands up as if to pull them off of you. He stopped, looking up at you for permission. You gave a lazy nod Yes, and lifted your hips to help him. He pulled your underwear off as well, spreading your legs and almost salivating at the sight of your soaking pussy. Not wanting to waste another second, he once again began placing kisses on your lower stomach, and then down to your hip bones, scraping his teeth lightly against the skin, which had you shuddering. He trailed lower, to where your thighs met your core, and began to suck lightly and the soft skin there. Your clit was throbbing by now, desperate for any sort of attention. You thrust your hips up, desperate for his mouth on the place you needed him, but he only pulled your legs over his shoulders and brought his arms across your stomach to hold you in place. Your hands went to his hair in an effort to control any aspect of this situation, but the boy was strong. He teased and teased and teased, until you thought you might very well crawl out of your own skin if he didn’t properly touch you soon. Embry brought his face right up to your center and licked into your entrance, making your toes curl once more. His hands gripped your hips as he brought you as far onto his tongue as he could, nose not quite brushing where you still needed him. 

“Embry…” you whimpered, about to tell him what you needed. 

“I know, baby. I got you,” he spoke, as he finally brought his warm tongue to lick a firm stripe up to your clit, swirling it around and sucking the swollen nub into his mouth. 

You let out a moan. A real one. Your first real one. And it only encouraged Embry, as he began to suck and lick with a steady rhythm that caused your legs to shake. You felt your stomach start to coil after several minutes of this, hands fisting Embry’s hair even tighter. It felt amazing, but that coil wouldn’t snap. He started to notice you coming down slightly, orgasm fading away, when he brought his index finger into your mouth. You sucked on instinct, before he pulled it out and brought it down to your entrance. He swirled the digit around a few times and began to push in slowly. One knuckle. Then two. And then he was fully in you. Sucking your clit into his mouth yet again, he rubbed his finger up into your front wall, massaging the ridges there. 

“Oh… Embry, oh my God,” you moaned. He used more pressure, and then brought his finger out and added another, slowly pushing them in together and resuming the ‘come-hither’ motion. You felt your muscles shake, losing all control, and the coil in your stomach tightened rapidly once again, only this time, it broke. Your back arched, eyes shut tight, mouth open in a silent scream as you came hard. Waves of pleasure drove through you, hands holding his head firmly onto your center. When you came down and opened your eyes, you looked down at his face to see an excited grin. 

“If you tell me that was fake, I think I’ll cry,” he chirped. 

You calmed your hard breathing enough to mutter a “That was real.” 

“Do you wanna keep going?” he asked. 

You nodded, taking note of the obvious tent in his shorts. You reached a hand down to grasp him, when he grabbed your wrist and said “Nuh-uh, I’m still making it up to you.” 

He stood up off the bed and went over to a plastic shopping bag on his desk. He opened it and pulled out a condom, some lube, and a small pink toy. Your eyes widened, and he cockily stated, “told you I’d do some research. Come here Sweetheart.” He held a hand out to help you up, and moved you so that you were on your hands and knees, bum facing him as he stood at the edge of the bed. He tore the condom packet open with his teeth and rolled it on, and then opened the bottle of lube and slathered it all over himself. He then brought what was left on his hand up to your sensitive core, distributing the substance gently. Throwing the bottle onto the floor, he lined himself up with your entrance. 

“You sure you wanna keep going?” he asked. You nodded in response. “I need you to say it, babe.” 

“Yes, I want to keep going, Em,” you almost cried. 

“Okay, but I need you to tell me if it hurts even a little. Promise?” 

“Promise.” 

He grasped your hip with one hand, guiding himself in with the other. Slowly, carefully, he became fully seated inside you, giving you a moment to adjust. You felt no pain, just a delicious stretch inside your walls. When Embry saw that you were relaxed, he pulled himself out a couple of inches and softly thrusted back in, looking for any signs of discomfort. He found none, and continued. He dragged himself in and out of you at a torturous pace that made your breathing pick up yet again. You needed more. You began rocking yourself back onto him, begging for a faster pace, and he complied. He pulled out several inches more this time, shoving back in at a quicker pace that had your toes curling and your moans going up in pitch. At this, he stopped holding back. Embry began pounding into you, hands gripping your hips tight enough to leave the good kind of bruise. You were moaning loudly, brain turning to mush. This is what sex was supposed to be like. What you’d always imagined it would be like. Passionate, loving, amazing. 

Embry found himself reaching the edge, but would not allow himself to finish before you. He reached down onto the bed for the small pink toy that you had forgotten about. He flicked it on, brought his other hand down and around your throat to pull you up against him, and held the small vibrator right onto your clit. The pounding pressure of his dick paired with the fervent vibrations had you seeing stars. You came. Hard. You didn’t know how long the orgasm had lasted. When you came to, you were lying on your back on the bed, breathing still labored, as Embry cleaned your thighs off with a damp towel. He noticed you looking up at him. 

“Hey, Sweetheart,” he cooed.

“Hey,” you responded weakly. 

“How ya doing?” 

“Really good,” you laughed. 

“Yeah?” he beamed at you as you nodded in response. “Good. I’m gonna get you some water and then we can cuddle, okay?” You only smiled in contentment as he walked off into the hallway, returning shortly with a cup of cold water. “Sit up for me?” 

“Can’t,” you answered, eliciting a laugh from him. 

“C’mon, I’ll help you,” he spoke as he gently held the back of your head, supporting you as you leaned up to drink from the cup he was holding up to your mouth. After you took a few sips, he seemed satisfied and placed the cup on the floor, lying down next to you and pulling you close. “If you start ignoring me after that, I might have to kill you,” he teased. 

“Don’t worry. I won’t ever ignore you again.” You sighed in contentment, listening to Embry’s soothing heartbeat, before you began to wonder. “By the way, what the heck kind of research did you do?” 

He huffed a laugh before responding, “Some guy on the internet called Owen Grey.” 

#twilight #wolf pack #embry call #embry call x reader #embry call smut #twilight smut #sam uley #jacob black #paul lahote #quil ateara #seth clearwater #jared cameron #leah clearwater #edward cullen #embry call x reader smut #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote smut

[imaginingmanyfandoms]

yooo i was reading your twilight pack's scenarios and i am IN LOVEEEEE but i was wondering and DONT WORRY THIS ISNT A REQUEST JAJAJA im literally thinking.... can the pack survive long distance relationship with their imprint?

what do you think? ehehe

*cracks knuckles.... ok here we go, half answer & half imagine

seth: yes. absolutely. sends good morning & goodnight texts even if you spoke on the phone before bed. trusts you completely, there's never any tension aside from just missing his best bud.

leah: also yes. her loyalty isn't restrained geographically. if she loves you, she loves you no matter the distance. sends you pictures of every sunset. she needs to hear you say i love you at least once everyday & she will survive

sam: yes, he would, but if you ever wanted to settle down then you'd have to come back to him bc he's a leader & couldn't abandon la push

paul: no, absolutely not. but he wouldn't break up with you, it'd be like "i'd follow you anywhere" type beat. even just for school he'd tag along and work construction or something until you're done

embry: lol yes but he'd miserable. like really miserable. whining 24/7 and calling you five time a day just to say hi & would travel HOURS just to see you for one day.

jared: honestly, no. i don't think so. he could handle like the school year with breaks or a few months, but long term that wouldn't work for him. he'd need you to come back or he would go to you.

quill: mmmmmm i want to say yes, he would but he would miss you. he'd be so supportive of you and your dreams but he would just feel like... empty without you. empty bed & empty heart.

jacob: he'd follow you where you went but i hate him so technically no he wouldn't survive, he needs to make eye contact at least once a day but once again i hate him

#imagine #imagines #twilight #twilight imagine #twilight imagines #la push #wolf pack #sam uley #sam uley imagine #sam uley imagines #jared cameron #jared cameron imagine #jared cameron imagines #paul lahote #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote imagines #embry call #embry call imagines #embry call imagine #quil ateara #quil ateara imagine #quil ateara imagines #jacob black #jacob black imagine #jacob black imagines #seth clearwater #seth clearwater imagine #seth clearwater imagines #leah clearwater #leah clearwater imagine

[volturiwolf]

Unorthodox - An Embry Call x vampire!fem!Reader Story - Part 12 (final)

A/N: Special thanks to @aquanova99 for inspiring me writing the end of the series

No of Words: 4000+

Through the parts, mentions of: Abusive relationship, Attacks, Hunt, Illusions, Loneliness, Mental health, Murder, Sex / Sex language / Sexual activities, Suicide, Swear language, Wild imagination

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(Y/N)'s POV

Embry’s text got me worried. He had never been so abrupt with me; he would always send the sweetest messages, anything to remind me that he would always be by my side, even if he couldn’t really be there for me physically. So, the only thing his short, curt message could do was worry me, forcing me to make all these different scenarios in my head, not actually knowing what this was all about or what would happen.

Though unfortunately, I had an idea what it could be all about, and I just wished it wasn’t. I didn’t want Embry to be upset at me, but all I could think was Edward’s words, telling me that the pack would not appreciate me getting in their territory, even if I was Embry’s mate. But, this must have been more serious than that.

Embry must have talked to his mother, and she, in return, must have told him everything. And that was what I was worried about: Embry’s reaction to me approaching his mother. I knew that Embry trusted me, but his mother, imprint or not, was out of everyone’s jurisdiction. Whether packmate or imprint, Tiffany Call could not know anything about her son’s activities outside of their home.

And there I was, spilling the beans, telling her unimaginable things. And though I never revealed my true identity or Embry’s true nature, I could not just be certain that Embry would believe his mother’s words - whatever she told him. He must be thinking that she was hiding things from him, just to test him or something. I couldn’t think right, as I was overwhelmed by guilt and worry. I barely heard the door breaking wide open, and Embry’s warning growls.

“How could you, (Y/N)? How could you do this to me? To my mom? What were you thinking? Were you even thinking?” The usually tame wolf was growling, spitting his words like venom.

"Please, Embry, let me explain." I tried to move closer to him, but he took a few steps back, widening the distance between us. He seemed to be slightly shaking, baffled between controlling the wolf inside him, or letting him loose and tearing me apart.

“Why did you talk to my mother, (Y/N)? I told you I didn’t want to get her involved in anything! Why did you go behind my back like this? I bet you had designed this whole trip just to get me away from the rez, so you could talk to my mother, didn’t you? I cannot believe you! Seriously!”

“I am truly sorry about going behind your back, Embry. But, I swear, I didn’t tell her anything about the shifters or the vampires or anything else ‘supernatural’. You have to believe me. I only want what’s best for you, and I know how much you love your mother, and it killed you to let her in the dark, or to watch her suffer because you couldn’t tell her. I tried to find an excuse as to why you were out all the time, without actually telling her the real reason why. I just wanted her to stop worrying about you, Embry!”

“You planned this whole thing, huh? You wanted me to get out of the reservation, so you, a vampire, could go in there, and approach my mother, (Y/N)? You could have easily killed her, and I wouldn’t know a thing, ‘cause I trusted you!”

“Embry, I’m sorry but I needed to fix things, and I needed you to stay away because..because I knew you wouldn’t like me getting involved in your family’s life. But I had the best intentions in mind. I would never hurt your mother. I would never do anything to hurt you.”

“You know what? It was not up to you to “fix” anything. That was my thing to do. I had to fix things with my mother. I didn’t want you to come like some sort of philanthropist with your money and your fancy stuff to convince my mother that I was actually taking care of her. I didn’t need you to fix my relationship with my mother. That was not up to you. Stop playing God, and try to think for once before you do anything.” Embry spat his every word like it was venom.

“I was only trying to help you rebuild your relationship with your mother. Because I know how it is to lose your mother, metaphorically or literally.” My voice broke at my confession, but Embry did not stop there, rage consuming him completely.

“Is that so? Did you do that just because you lost your mother? And you didn’t want me to lose mine like this? Well, maybe, you should not have gotten involved in this at all. That was mine to fix in the end, (Y/N)! Not yours! Can you just mind your own business? Just let me be, for once! You think you’re “goody-two-shoes”, but you’re still a vampire! A rich, privileged vampire who thinks that money can fix everything, right? Well, you’re wrong! I..I cannot even look at you right now.”

“Embry, please, don’t do this.” My voice was breaking, but tears could not fall off my eyes.

“You truly are a monster, (Y/N)! Not me, or Sam, or the other members of the pack. You and your fellow vampires! You are all monsters! Do you have any idea what you all caused us? If it weren’t for all of you, I would have never transformed into what I am now! You caused all that to me! To every single one of us! You are the true monsters, and I don’t want to see you ever again!” Embry spat every single one of his words right into my face, staring angrily at whatever there was left of my soul.

“I’m sorry that I am a monster, okay? I’m sorry. I didn’t choose that life, but I’m sorry. You knew what I was from the very beginning, but now it bothers you? Now you don’t like me?” I couldn’t believe what he was saying. I was feeling my undead heart break. No physical pain could ever amount to the emotional pain Embry’s words caused me. I tried to reach out to him, but, before I could, Embry pulled farther away from me. “Embry, don’t..”

“I bet the imprint, the mate bond, whatever you want to call it, was all an illusion. A made-up lie. A way to get closer to the pack and manipulate us. You found the weakest link and you decided to take advantage of it. Everything I felt, everything you ever made me feel was an illusion, a lie, a way to control me. Well, I will not be your puppet anymore! I wish I had never met you!”

I felt like knives cutting through my skin, as if it was the softest material in the world, as I watched Embry just take off, running out of the house as fast as he could, and into the woods, where I heard his bones cracking and his wolf growling.

At that time, I felt my whole world crashing down, and I let my body crash on the floor. I could not believe what just happened; I could not believe how much Embry hated me right now. The lump on my throat was now blocking my breathing that I would not normally need. I felt lost and desperate.

I was used to being the one Embry loved; his imprint; “the love of his life”. And now, I was nothing. I felt like I was nothing. By saying he hated me, Embry was renouncing the bond, every moment we spent together, our future. Embry was renouncing me.

The burn in my throat was more prominent than any kind of thirst possible. My mind was filled with the darkest thoughts, and the room was spinning around me. I was used to Embry numbing the pain in my mind away; I was used to having Embry and falling into his arms when I was feeling melancholic and alone.

But Embry was gone now. He was long gone, and I was feeling terribly alone and desperate. I was feeling a hole in my chest that nobody would ever be able to fill. Because, when Embry left, he took a part of me with him, and that could never be replaced.

I couldn't stay here anymore. Nothing mattered anymore; not this house, not the cars, not even me. Nothing would be the same without Embry. I had to get out of here as soon as I could.

I quickly grabbed a pen and paper, writing some excuses for the Cullens, as to why I would be gone. I didn't know if they'd found out eventually, and I hoped they didn't. They were quite protective of me, and I wouldn't want to turn their anger towards Embry.

After all, he was right. I was a monster. A terrible, human-eating monster, and the only way I could get rid of that monster was to get away from the source that triggered that monster. I had to get away now, before I hurt anyone else.

I scribbled down the letter for the Cullens, and put the pen down loudly, spilling ink all over the kitchen top. Angry at myself, I did the one thing I knew well: I started running.

Without realizing exactly what I was doing, I started running through the woods, away from my house. I wished I could cry; I needed to cry so badly right now. My mind was fuzzy, confused, and disoriented. I was slowly giving in to my own illusions which I didn’t even care to fight right now. I was losing my mind, just as I lost Embry. I just wanted to run away, because I now knew that I had nothing to live for. I would let myself perish. I had lived a long life and I was now ready to say goodbye to it. To stop being the monster.

I didn’t know where I was running towards; I just hoped that I didn’t cross any human. I was falling in and out of my illusions. One moment I would see the trees, flowers, rocks, and nature around me, and the next I would only see Embry’s angry face; Embry yelling at me, calling me a monster; Embry wishing he had never met me.

I couldn’t think straight. I just ran away from everyone and everything. Nothing mattered to me now, so there was no point in staying here. I would run away, away from everyone I knew. From the moment that my own mate did not want to have anything to do with me, was there a point in staying here anymore?

I had the option of getting away, while he still had to stay behind. I preferred it to be me the one to make that sacrifice if it meant that he won’t be hurt and disgusted with me anymore. I didn’t want to stay here if that meant that he would get hurt or angry anytime he saw me, or anytime anyone talked about me. I would leave him alone, at peace. It would be as if I never existed; as if I never destroyed his life and the pack’s lives.

I was so lost that I did not realize I fell into Quileute territory.

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Paul’s POV

As soon as we came back from the trip, it was my turn to patrol around the territory, alongside Collin and Brady. The younger wolves, although less experienced than the rest of us, had been doing a great job keeping bloodsuckers away, though I already knew that (Y/N) had also promised that she would make sure nobody of her kind entered the reservation.

I must admit that, at first, I was nowhere near happy or fine with the fact that Embry had found a vampire for his imprint. However, I admitted that (Y/N) managed to grow on me, as well as the others around the pack. She was different from the other bloodsuckers, and she was not afraid to fight me if I ever asked her to. Though I didn’t know her for long enough, I could say that I did consider her my friend, or an older sister I never had.

She was nice to us, even though we always kept our distance from her because we did not fully trust her nature. But she cared for Embry, and she seemed to care about the rest of us as well. The trip we went on was the best thing I had ever experienced and helped me get closer to the rest of the pack, my imprint, and the other imprints in a way I had never thought of. It was nice to shake the responsibilities off of me for just a while, and live.

(Y/N) was nice to have around, and I thought of asking the Elders, for the sake of Embry and the whole pack, if there could be an exception in the treaty for (Y/N)’s presence inside the reservation. Of course, it would be our responsibility to keep her ‘hidden’ from the people that did not know about vampires or shifters, but I think that could still work with her gift.

(Y/N) did not only manage to win Embry over, or even myself, or even Seth who’s friendly with everyone, but also Leah, Quil, Jared, Kim, Emily, Sam, Jacob, and, most importantly, Rachel. She saw a role model in (Y/N); someone who had fought for survival when she was thrown and abandoned in a world that was unknown to her; someone who managed to make the best out of her situation and succeed; someone who was still loving and understanding, when she could be the complete opposite, a monster, a murderous red-eyed bloodsucker.

I was happy for Embry to have found her, and I was happy for (Y/N) too. But I was mostly happy that my baby, my sweet Rachel, had found a new friend, even if that new friend was a vampire. I was happy for Rachel, and I was happy for Emily and Kim and Leah to have found a new girl to hang around with.

(Y/N) managed to win Leah over, which was pretty hard, but also managed to make us understand how we really made Leah feel. We should have known that we were not treating Leah right - we knew we didn’t treat Leah right, but it was another thing to know about it, and another thing for an outsider to point out. And though (Y/N) wasn't an actual outsider, technically she wasn't part of our everyday life on the rez.

Thankfully, during the trip, Leah had unexpectedly found her imprint, who was fully Greek but born and raised in Los Angeles, and she was calmer by now. Both women could not wait for Evanthe to meet (Y/N) and talk about their Greek staff, or whatever else they had to talk about. I believed that could actually be an interesting meeting, and I couldn’t wait to be there when that happened.

Everything was unexpectedly quiet for a moment, before the only thing we could hear were Embry’s racing thoughts, replaying an intense argument between (Y/N) and himself. Though, it seemed like the argument was one-sided, with the wolf who was usually the calm, restrained one having cornered his imprint and yelling at her, while (Y/N) was looking at him with hurt and disbelief in her face. He was accusing her of being a monster, just because she tried to save his ass from his mother’s disapproval, while still replaying his conversation with his mother in his mind.

We had told him plenty of times that we could talk to his mother and explain everything that was going on with all of us, but he said he didn’t want her to know about shifters and vampires, because that could put her in terrible danger. And now (Y/N) found a somewhat feasible solution that did not expose us but also covered Embry for this whole time. And he got angry at her for that?

I growled at him to match his own growls at my thoughts. How could he yell at his imprint? How could he say all these vile things to her? He knew that she didn’t choose this life. He knew that she forced herself to leave her family so that she couldn’t hurt them. He should have known better than turning against her. That could only hurt him even more than he thought it would in the long run. He should go back to her and apologize as soon as he can. We wouldn’t be able to handle a whining wolf in the pack while we still had to be strong and alert for vampires around. Embry growled back at me, refusing to relent at all from his offensive state.

Just when I thought about the bloodsuckers, I took a whiff of one of them crossing through our territory. The smell of rotten flesh burned my nostrils but I was quick on my paws, running towards the direction of the vampire, followed closely by Collin and Brady. I was growling angrily, preparing myself to tear the intruder apart. It's been a while since the last time we had to deal with vampires, and I couldn't wait to sink my teeth into one of them. Just a few seconds later, I finally caught sight of the bloodsucker, though there was definitely something wrong going around.

The images around me were confusing me. It felt as if I was going in and out of reality for some unknown reason - one moment I looked at the bloodsucker in front of me, just for a split second before I could comprehend anything, and the next I was looking at Embry yelling at my face. This scene felt upsettingly familiar, and it all clicked after a few seconds. I was seeing everything from (Y/N)’s perspective, which probably meant.. The vampire in front of me must have been (Y/N)!

Though it didn’t smell or look like her, I pushed myself to escape her illusion, just on time, before Brady sunk his teeth in her neck. I grabbed the smaller wolf’s leg between my teeth, not too harshly but just enough to stop him. I yelled at him, in my mind, that this was Embry’s imprint and to not dare touch her. That did not go unnoticed by Embry himself, though, instead of running back to us, he continued running away, growling and weeping.

(Y/N) did not stop running, though, as if she didn’t realize what had just happened, and I doubted if she was even aware of where she was, or what was going on around her. I ran after her, just to make sure that she was alright, just as I was hearing everyone else, but Embry, yelling in my head to get to her quicker.

“She is probably having an illusion she cannot get away from! You have to help her before she does something we’ll all regret!” I could hear Leah yelling in my mind, upset to see her friend like that.

Though I didn’t tolerate being bossed around by anyone, I followed Leah’s instructions and continued running behind (Y/N), trying to make sure she didn’t do anything to herself. That went on for a while until I could clearly smell the saltiness around the air, meaning that we were getting closer to the sea. I pushed myself to run faster than her; to somehow stop in front of her and prevent her from going farther.

But the images in my head became more vibrant and alive the closer I got to her, and I had trouble seeing in front of me clearly. I was now barking at her, trying to get her attention any way I could, but it didn’t seem to work as she continued running. We were now getting so close to the ocean that I could feel the sea breeze dancing through my fur as I ran.

(Y/N) was so close to the edge of the cliff in front of me. For a second I thought I could fall on her, stopping her from going farther, or at still, bringing her back to reality. However, I failed to do just that, as she gave a final push and, for a moment, I could only see her figure lifted up in the air, free and airy before she finally disappeared into the sea.

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(Y/N)’s POV

Unfortunately, within my hazy mind, I didn’t realize I needed to cross through Quileutes’ territory to reach the ocean, my escape exit. At this point, I didn't even care of 'hiding' myself, but I also couldn’t put together what my mind was doing to others around me - it was as if it worked on its own once again. I didn’t care this time; I would let myself consume me, just like I deserved for hurting Embry. Unwillingly, my mind replayed Embry and I’s argument, breaking the last pieces of sanity and stability I had still left inside me.

Running through the Quileutes’ lands, I just hoped I was either torn apart by one of the wolves, or, at least, managed to escape away from the place where I had created some of the best memories of my life. I didn't care if my presence upset anyone because I would much rather disappear anyway, whether it was by one of the wolves, or by myself.

Just as I had predicted, I heard three wolves running behind me, growling. For a few seconds, I felt like I could give up and end it right then and there. I could sense the familiarity oozing from one of the wolves, as I was going in and out of reality. The familiarity; the smell; the growling; the heavy paws stepping on the wet soil. It was Paul. Oh, how I missed Paul.

One of the other wolves attempted to snap my neck but did not manage to. I think it was Paul the one who stopped him. Paul was truly the exact opposite of what people thought of him. Yet, I could not respond to his wolfish pleads for me to stop. I kept running; I didn’t want to hurt him as well. I didn’t want to hurt Leah, or Quil, or Seth, or Jared, or Jacob, or Sam, or Emily, or Kim, or Rachel. Or Collin, or Brady. I didn’t want to hurt anyone like I hurt Embry.

I pushed myself to create a greater distance between us, not to antagonize him, but to get away before he managed to catch me; before I had to explain everything to him. It pained me to speak about my argument with Embry, and I knew I would break down if I spoke a word of it - not in the sense of crying, but feeling the pain and emptiness I felt now.

I let out an involuntary sob as I kept running forward, feeling myself getting closer to the sea, wishing to get away as soon as I possibly could. Paul would not give up, as he continued running after me, probably hoping that he would still manage to catch me at the last moment. However, my mind had plans on its own: as I was pushing myself more, it was working on its own, blurring my last thoughts, and pushing me on unconscious paths.

One of the last things I felt was smelling the saltiness of the sea - my way to freedom and redemption. Paul was growling and crying more now, but I could not just answer his worries right now. Running towards the edge of the cliff, I gave a final push as I jumped off the cliff, feeling myself falling and hitting the water, never to be seen again.

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