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sivyera · 7 months

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TWILIGHT characters as love tropes

ft. carlise, esme, emmet, rosalie, edward, jasper, alice, jacob, seth, leah, paul, charlie, bella

a/n: with songs to each character

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⤷ Carlisle Cullen - rich love

Carlisle is a very rich man which means he will spoil you a lot. Not only with expensive gifts but also with a lot of attention and affection.

Every time when he gets home from work, he welcomes you with a kiss and warm hug.

When he has a day off, he will cook with you (even tho he cannot eat it, it's just about the time he can spend with you) or you will lay on his lap with his hand stroking your hair and book in his other hand, reading to you.

Every Friday he will take you to a fancy restaurant and than for a slow walk around the nearest park.

On your birthday or on International Women's Day (or any other 'special' day) he will spoil you even more than on normal days. Expensive jewelry, perfumes, clothes, shoes,...

He will bring you flowers at least once every two weeks. And every July he will take you on vacation and you can choose where.

Lolita - Lana Del Rey

⤷ Esme Cullen - falling in love fast

Esme is such a kind soul so it's no surprise that you two fell in love with each other fast.

She will take you on a date every Saturday. Mostly coffee dates are her favourite. The two of you can talk for hours while drinking delicious coffee.

She will also enjoy baking with you (even tho she cannot eat/taste them)

She has many polaroids with you on them or with the both of you on them and has them hang in her closet or the small table beside her bed.

She loves when you paint her nails and massage her legs and she will always return the favor.

She loves sunny days but because she's a vampire and her skin sparkle on the sun, she cannot go out where people can see her, BUT she can go somewhere private like meadow or forest where you two can be alone and on the sun!

Sofia - Clairo

⤷ Emmett Cullen - he fell first and harder

Emmett was absolutely over the moon when you two started dating, because he knew from the start that you two are just meant to be.

He loves, loves, LOVES when you sit on his lap. He doesn't care if you are stroking his hair or doing make-up on him, he just want you in his lap, so he can embrace you with his big arms and muscular body.

He'll dance goofily around the bedroom with you to some catchy hip-hop songs he has found.

He loves cuddling with you especially when he can be the big spoon, because he likes how tiny you're compared to him.

Matching pyjamas and make polaroids in those pyjamas, which happens to be one of his favourite memory and polaroids.

He doesn't really like reading books but he always wants you to read to him, because he loves your voice.

She's Kinda Hot - 5 Seconds of Summer

⤷ Rosalie Cullen/Hale - you fell first but she fell harder

Rosalie has trust issues and trauma because of her past so she wouldn't fall in love easily nor fast, but trust me when she does fall in love; she loves hard.

She loves having spa day with you which includes face masks, painting nails, shared warm bath and much more.

She will take you to the mail shopping almost every day and will buy you everything you look at.

She doesn't like much PDA but she will hold your hand in public but if she gets jealous, she will show the person she's jealous off who you belong to.

She doesn't show it to others just you, but she loves cuddles. She loves when you lay next to her, face to face so she can see your beautiful face.

She's also very protective over you, so if any guy or a girl makes you feel uncomfortable (or unsafe), tell her and she will make sure they won't approach you ever again.

Prey - The Neighbourhood

⤷ Edward Cullen - first and only love

Edward waited so many years for you, but it was worth it because he finally got you.

He loves when you kiss his forehead even tho he has to lean down because of your height difference, it makes him feel safe. Still his favourite place to kiss you is on your lips.

Edward will write poets for you and about you on small piece of paper and then put them somewhere in your room where you will notice them like your closet or on your book, laptop, notebook, pillow,...and he will bring you your favorite flowers right after the previous ones he gave you have withered.

He will also write songs about you (or for you) and then play them to you on the piano. Which he absolutely loves because you sit right next to him and look at him with those beautiful eyes of yours full of love. Edward cannot read your mind but he can sure read your eyes, the small spark and the love in them when you look at him, he just loves it!

Loves cuddling with you, his favourite position is when you lay on his chest or when he's the big spoon, face to face or hugging you from behind.

He loves having deep talks with you and he'll tell you about his childhood or about the time he was born in.

Follow You - Imagine Dragons

⤷ Jasper Cullen/Hale - unconditional love

Jasper can be sometimes insecure just as much as Edward, they even have similar reasons... Jasper is afraid of him hurting you, he's afraid that he won't be able to control himself around you, but your words of affirmation and gently touch will calm him down.

Jasper doesn't talk much, he rather listens and he loves listens to you. It doesn't matter what you are talking about, he just loves your voice.

He will take you for a horse ride because he loved it back when he was a human and because he was a cowboy, but you two will have to share the horse because he wants your arms around him.

At first he was a bit scared of cuddling with you (again because of his control) but soon as your hand went to his hair, he melted. Both of you realized how touch starved he's so now cuddling is an everyday thing.

Jasper is a gentleman like Edward or Carlisle so he will also bring you flowers every even week.

He'll read to you to make you fall asleep, because his smooth voice is like a lullaby to you. But if Jasper feels that you are anxious, he will calm you down with his gift and than talk to you what made you anxious, eventually he will cuddle you.

R U Mine? - Artic Monkeys

⤷ Alice Cullen - any universe

Alice (because of her gift) always knew you were the one, her one and only true love. So when she first saw you, she couldn't help but babbling to her adoptive siblings all day how amazing you are and how she's already in love with you.

She'll go to the mail with you and make small fashion show with you in the cabins with all the cute outfits she found for you and you for her.

She's mostly the small spoon (sometimes she is the big spoon but depends on the situation) while cuddling because she loves when you hold her in your arms and stroke her back.

Outside, in front of other people, she will always hold your whole arm, not just palm.

If you have trouble falling asleep, she will gladly sing to you while stroking your hair.

She'll buy matching clothes, jewerly or nail polish, because she loves when you two match your outfits or other accesories.

i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red

⤷ Jacob Black - whatever it takes

Jacob is willing to do anything and everything for you, his imprint. He will kill for you, he will die for you, he will do just everything.

Jacob can be sometimes insecure because he isn't that rich like the Cullens and he thinks you deserve someone who will treat you like a queen, so once again he's willing to prove you that he's worthy of your love.

He'll make you a small wolf and your favourite flower out of wood and attached it into a bracelet, which he will eventually give you to your birthday.

He's also a big cuddle bug, because he's so warm will make you comfortable enough to fall asleep. He's most of the time the big spoon because he feels like he's protecting you but he doesn't mind to be the little spoon. Cuddling also leaves his scent on you so every vampire or shape-shifter (wolf) can smell who you belong to.

He'll take you on motorcycle rides. Also he will drop you at your school on his motorcycle and then he will pick you up. Also he'll let you ride on his back while he's in his wolf form.

Jacob doesn't like fancy restaurants, he prefers his or your bed with some snacks and movies, cuddling of course!

Galway Girl - Ed Sheeran

⤷ Seth Clearwater - love at first sight

Seth hoped that he will met his imprint someday and he heard from the others how amazing the feeling is to imprint on someone, but no one really prepared him to him because when he first saw you, your beauty hit him like a brick. And he finally understood the feeling because all he could see was you...

Seth will make sure you are always in a good mood with him, either he could tell you some stupid joke or cheesy pick-up line.

He maybe look like a cute baby but don't let his cute face fool you because he won't hesitate to kill for you, so it makes him really protective over you.

In his wolf form he's like a big puppy but only to you and he loves giving you piggy back rides in his wolf form.

Cuddling really depends on his mood; if he's in good mood he will be the little spoon with his head placed on your lap; if he's in a bad mood (mostly when he's jealous) he'll be the big spoon to show others that he can protect you.

He loves baking with you but he's clueless so he will just stand there and watch you or mix some ingredients, often sneaks up a kiss on the cheek while baking.

Dandelions - Ruth B.

⤷ Leah Clearwater - enemies to lovers

At first Leah hated the fact that she actually had a imprint, so she would try to stay away from you as much as possible and when she couldn't; she would have some nasty comments towards you, but it hurt her as hell when she saw how sad she made you or worst insecure.

She tried hard to stay away from you but she failed, miserably. She needed you, she needed to be with you, so she will explain everything to you same as she would apologize for her acting.

Very protective of you, anyone could just try and test her patience.

At first she wouldn't want you to be near her while she was in her wolf form because she was much bigger and stronger so she was afraid that she could hurt you, but she became a sucker for scratches behind her ear.

Seth will often tease his big sister because she's really soft when it comes to you, which makes Leah give Seth few playful slaps.

When it comes to cuddling, Leah is the big spoon because she has the urge to protect you and being the big spoon makes her feel like she's protecting you in you sleep.

Running With The Wolves - AURORA

⤷ Paul Lahote - rough love

With the term 'rough love' i mean that Paul is passionate lover and is willing to do anything for his imprint, you.

Paul isn't very patient when it comes to people but you are an exception. Still he's aggressive when someone push his buttons but you are always here to drag him away and calm him down.

Just a single touch and Paul's full attention is on you. Which brings me to the fact that he turns into a puppy when you touch him, your touch is just to comforting.

He's the big spoon because he feels like he protects you and it makes his scent stay on you.

He can get jealous very easily, he trusts you but he doesn't trusts the others and he doesn't want any boys or girls too close to his imprint.

Loves everything you cook or bake and will always eat everything.

Overprotective, if any vampire even dare to touch you, he'll kill him.

Little Freak - Harry Styles

⤷ Charlie Swan - old love

Charlie is old school but still a huge gentleman.

He will bring you flowers every time you had a bad day and some chocolates when you had a good day to make it even better.

He loves watching old movies or crime/detective movies with you, with his arm around your shoulder.

When he has day off, you two will go on a picnic date which always ends up with you laying on his chest while he's telling you some stories from work.

Every time you bring him a lunch into his police office, he will welcome you with a warm, thankful smile and thank you with a kiss on your cheek.

He will protect you even more than before, when he finds out that there are vampires and werewolfs (shape-shifters).

Burning Love - Elvis Presley

⤷ Bella Swan - teenage love

Bella will be awkward and nervous when she first spoke to you, because you were just too beautiful to be real. But to her surprise she made you fall in love with her which made her so, so happy.

First attempts of trying to cuddle with her or just show her simple romantic affection were awkward because she was just to nervous, eventually she will warm up and feel more comfortable.

She find our that you touch calms her anxiety and nervousness so whenever she's nervous or anxious she will just hold your hand and squeeze it gently.

Charlie was very happy that his daughter found someone like you, which made Bella even more happy when she saw how you, the love of her life and her father get along.

Often having sleepovers at her house when Charlie has night shifts, which always leads to matching face masks and cuddles.

Kisses on the cheek are her favourite, because she can easily turn and give you small peck on your cheek and visa versa.

Electric Love - BØRNS

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sethsclearwater · 1 year

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requests: “could you do an imagine w embry (or any of the wolf pack boys) where their imprint doesn’t know abt the werewolf/vampire stuff and sees one of the pack members phase for the first time and freaks out a little bit? <3” and “can u pls do an imagine where embry and jacob get into a fight and they phase in front of reader and she totally freaks out and she’s paul’s imprint and he has to calm her down?”

warnings: paul getting on his knees for reader

notes: reader goes through all 5 stages of grief and then some lmao

word count: 1.8k

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you found yourself at emily’s house, sitting outside on her porch with your boyfriend’s friends, waiting for emily and the rest of the girlfriends to get back from their trip to the grocery store. you had been dating paul for almost a year now and had been friends with his friend group for most of that time.

you were sitting on paul’s lap in one of the rocking chairs, curled in his lap as you listened to embry crack jokes about how he was making a fool of himself pining after bella. “jake man,” embry laughed, “you seriously gotta get it together. there’s no way they’re letting you stay in their tent - edward would be a clown if he let that fly.” he laughed again, referencing the camping trip the boys and the cullen family would soon be taking.

you giggled, attempting to hide your laughter in paul’s shirt. jacob rolled his eyes, getting up and walking off the porch and into the yard, “you don’t understand!” he yelled over his shoulder to embry who was still cracking himself up along with jared and quil, “she’s meant to be with me - i’m obviously the better choice than a leech!” he yelled and you missed the warning look sam shot him as you were too focused on how he looked like he was literally shaking he was so angry.

“she’s definitely not you clown!” embry called back, still getting a kick out of it. you sensed that something was wrong so you got off of paul’s lap, heading down the porch steps to follow him, paul calling after you when he realized what you were doing.

“jake-” you sighed, ignoring paul’s calls to you, only looking over your shoulder when you heard footsteps running down the porch followed by a loud growl. you looked back over to jake as he quite literally shifted into a giant wolf, almost exactly as the quileute legends had depicted at the council meetings. “paul,” you whispered anxiously, turning around and sprinting back towards the porch where paul was waiting looking just as shocked as you.

“paul!” you screamed again, running into his arms and he quickly wrapped his arms around you, holding your head to his chest as sobs racked through your body, neither of you sure how to respond to what you just witnessed.

“shhhhh…” he murmured, pressing his lips to the crown of your head, “you’re okay, you’re okay.” he cooed, slowly rocking you back and forth as you tried to catch your breath and figure out what was going on.

“what even was that- why did he-” you blubbered, looking up at paul as you let out another sob, fists tightening on his t-shirt as you held onto him tightly.

paul watched you sadly, continuing to hold you tightly to his chest as he tried to figure out what to say. he had zero plans of telling you about the wolves anytime soon, figuring the less you knew the better but now that all went to shit thanks to jacob.

“i didn’t want to tell you,” paul sighed, watching your facial expressions in an attempt to get a better reading of you but was left with nothing as you continued sobbing, tears rapidly streaming down your cheeks.

“you weren’t gonna tell me that your friend turns into a giant wolf?” you exclaimed, not sure whether you should be mad at him or grateful. he clearly didn’t want to tell you because of the absolutely horrific reaction he correctly anticipated you’d be having.

paul sighed again, “i didn’t want to stress you out about it,” he explained softly, “between your classes and work and everything i didn’t think there was a good time to tell you.”

you whimpered, not sure how to respond so you just buried your face in the crook of his arm, hugging him just as tightly as he was holding you. you thought about it then, how his friend group was all so close, all of them were always at the council meetings suspiciously after they had their “glow ups” as you called it (or steroids as the rest of la push called it). the more you thought of it, the more things started clicking into place and you turned your head to look over at jacob, who was still a massive wolf, and the rest of paul’s friend group were surrounding him and trying to calm him down.

you froze then, slowly releasing your grip on paul’s shirt as you squirmed out of his grip, cautiously stepping back from him. paul watched you wearily, and by the look on his face, he knew you figured it out.

“y/n,” your name fell off his lips, both of you anxiously waiting for the other to say something, “i’m sorry.” he said softly, stepping closer to you but you stepped back, your back now pressed up against emily’s porch.

“don’t touch me-” you whimpered, anxiously looking around as you tried to figure out what your options were. you quickly realized there was no way you were going to outrun an entire pack of massive wolves with anger management problems.

in your anxiety you missed the heartbroken look paul had on his face, equally unsure of how to calm you down without intimidating you. “i’m not gonna hurt you princess,” paul attempted to reassure you, frowning as you looked back to him, looking up with tears still rapidly streaming down your face.

seeing you weren’t calming down and, if anything, were working yourself up more, he raised his hands so you could see his palms, slowly lowering himself to the ground until he was on his knees in front of you. you watched the notoriously proud man cautiously, slowly taking in a deep breath with him as you tried to recenter yourself so you could catch your breath.

your bottom lip warbled as you tried to calm yourself down, “paul-” you sobbed his name after a moment, quickly dropping down so you could sit on his lap, wrapping yourself around him when you realized he was being genuine when he said he wasn’t going to hurt you. paul let out an audible exhale, quickly wrapping his arms around you and held you tightly to his chest.

“shhh…” he cooed, “take some deep breaths princess.” he murmured into your hair, thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your side and shoulder as he held you close to him.

you nodded, sniffling as you worked at calming yourself through deep breaths like he suggested, “there you go,” he whispered as he felt your breathing start to even out after a minute, “good job kitten.” he murmured, pressing another soft kiss to the crown of your head.

after a few minutes you looked up at him, sliding your hands up his chest as you tried to figure out what to say, paul sensed your hesitence and slid one hand up your back and gently cupped your face in his hand, “are you okay?” he asked softly, watching as you slowly nodded, looking over to the rest of the boys who seemed to have calmed jacob down and were making their way back over to the two of you.

“none of them are gonna hurt you, i promise.” he reassured, sensing the jump in your heart rate when you saw the boys walking back over.

you slowly nodded again, looking back over to paul, “so you…” you trailed off, not sure how to ask your boyfriend if he turned into a massive werewolf.

“turn into a wolf? yea.” paul finished for you, thumb brushing the stray tears off your cheeks. “it was right after we started going out - i didn’t know how to tell you without scaring you.” he continued, offering you a sad smile when you nodded, wrapping your arms back around his neck and hugging him tightly to you.

you lifted your head when you heard the familiar sound of sam’s truck pulling into the driveway, emily and you made eye contact and she quickly jumped out of the truck, running over to you and paul. “oh honey,” she cooed, kneeling down in the dirt with you and paul. you leaned off paul for a moment to hug her which she quickly reciprocated. “he told you?” she asked softly, hugging you tighter when you nodded against her shoulder.

“finally!” kim and rachel’s voices came from behind you. you let out a weak laugh, letting go of emily and shifting in paul’s lap to straighten yourself out as you brushed away your stray tears with the back of your hand.

“what happened?” leah’s voice came from beside you as she kneeled next to her cousin, also watching you wearily.

“embry,” sam emphasized before continuing, “called jacob a clown and he shifted in front of her.” he explained as the rest of the boys came over, everyone sitting down by you and paul.

“sorry,” embry mumbled sheepishly, both of you letting out soft laughs at how stupid jacob’s anger was, “i didn’t think he was crazy like that!” embry added, causing a few laughs to erupt from everyone else.

paul gently ran his hand up your back, offering you a soft smile, “you feeling better?” he asked softly and you nodded, taking another deep breath with him.

“billy is gonna lose his mind when he hears what went down-” quil laughed, “the council meeting tonight is gonna be so much fun!” he exclaimed, the rest of the pack laughing in agreement.

you sniffled as you let out another giggle, “why don’t you two go back to your apartment and get ready and then we’ll meet you there?” emily suggested thoughtfully, giving your hip a soft squeeze.

paul nodded, “you okay with that?” he asked you softly, the corner of his lip pulling into a smile when you nodded, “okay let’s do that then.” he cooed, getting up with you in his arms.

you peeked over your shoulder, waving goodbye to the boys, embry, quil, and jared blowing you kisses causing you to giggle as paul led you over to his car.

by the time the council meeting came around that night you were able to calm yourself down, take a shower, and get changed into something comfortable so you could hear the legends with a new, more accurate perspective.

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soulofapatrick · 1 year

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The Beauty and the Brawn - Emmett Cullen x Reader

Summary: You try to prove to Emmett that he won’t hurt you with his enhanced strengths

Words: 2k

Warnings: Oral (F!recieving)

Notes: idk what this is really, just had the idea for a few days

Y/N’s POV

Emmett is strong, stronger than most vampires having gotten enhanced strength when he was changed. He’s always seen it as an added perk as it’s not something drastic like Alice’s future telling or Benjamin’s elemental manipulations, it was just that he was a little stronger than the others. Nothing more, nothing less.

Then he met me and now, as much as I tell him otherwise, he sees his strength as a curse. He gets scared he’ll get too carried away with me, forget I’m still human and accidentally hurt me or kill me. As much as I reassure Emmett that he could never hurt me he will still try and avoid the topic, kissing me the most he trust himself to do. Every time we get hot and heavy and I guide things on a little he backs up with that pained look in his eyes. Everything about him screams that he wants me back but the pain in his eyes tells me he’s scared which always catches me off guard as this is Emmett Cullen. Outgoing, loud and loving Emmett… too scared to even touch me at times despite how much his feelings were mutual.

Today is no different and I decide to take a different approach, even if it doesn’t mean sex. I just want Emmett to see that he can trust himself with me and that I’m not as fragile as he thinks. We’re sat on his bed, a bed he got Carlisle to get without specifying why. The Cullen’s don’t know me yet except maybe Alice and Edward because of their gifts but they apparently haven’t said anything to the others. Emmett doesn’t want them to all bombard me and he’s also worried about how Rosalie will take it that he’s moved on already which I understand and I agreed to take it as slow as he wants with meeting them.

Emmett’s hand is on my thighs as we sit shoulder to shoulder, watching a movie on the TV he also had installed. I’m barely paying attention to it though, focusing on his icy touch on my bare skin, being in only shorts as it’s just us here for another day to two. Emmett said the others had gone on a hunting trip and he elected to say home. I say fuck it, it’s now or never so I’m turning my body to face him, reaching over to cup his cheek and I ask, “Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do, why-“ He’s frowning until I begin shifting, moving onto my knees and turning my body towards him, “Y/N, I-“

“Just trust me baby,” I stroke his cheek reassuringly, watching him lean into my palm and those beautiful golden eyes flutter shut for a moment. With Emmett’s eyes still closed I shift my body further until I’m straddling him, legs either side of his thick thighs. His muscles tense as he realises I’m seated, arms resisting ever so slightly when I guide his hands to my hips, holding them there to show him that he won’t hurt me. The heat seems to rise between us as I lean in, lips almost touching his as I whisper, “Emmett, I trust you. I trust you with everything.”

His eyes fly open at this, the confusion and fear in them until he sees I’m not lying to him, keeping my face open and honestly so he can see the trust and love and it works as his expression softens, “Y/N.” He’s whispering, voice filled with emotions that I can’t quite decipher so I just lean forwards again and capture his lips in a gentle and pliant kiss. The kiss is tender and slow, as if we’re exploring each other for the first time. My heart is racing as I feel the softness of his lips against mine, the taste of him sweet and familiar, the tension in Emmett’s body slowly melting away as he gets lost in the kiss so I take another risk and deep it. Emmett’s hands are moving up and down my sides and back, testing the waters cautiously and the feel of his hands on my skin sends shivers down my spine, knowing I want more.

Too soon am I having to break the kiss as unlike Emmett I still need to consume oxygen. His golden eyes have darkened a little with love and desire, a soft sound leaving him when I caress his cheek gently, “Emmett,” My voice is a barely above a whisper, as if scared to break the moment, “I need you. Need all of you.”

Emmett’s eyes widen in surprise at the bluntness of my words, looking at me intently as if trying to decipher if I’m really serious about what I said. I can see the mixture of emotions playing across his face - desire; love; fear and protectiveness. I stay seated in his lap as I wait for his response, letting him work through his emotions and letting him decide. He wants me but he’s afraid of hurting me, his hands retreating again so I catch them in mine and squeeze reassuringly. His eyes flick down to our interlocked hands before back to my face before he’s swallowing and mumbling out, “Start with a shower first?”

“Whatever you want Pretty Boy.” I’m nodding, guiding one of his large hands to my cheek and pressing a kiss to his open palm before he’s surprising me and drawing me into another kiss. This one’s different, he’s not holding back as much, it’s hungrier almost. There’s an urgency to the kiss, his lips moving with more purpose as his moves to the back of my head, deepening the kiss. His other hand finds it’s way back to my waist, pulling me flush against him. It’s like he’s been holding back for so long and how he’s finally allowing himself to let go and now he can’t seem to get enough. I respond with equal fervour, my hands tangling in his hair as we explore each other’s mouths.

Emmett’s breaking the kiss before me, standing up effortlessly and cradling me in his arms as if I weight nothing which I guess I really don’t for him. I’m wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders, holding on tight as he carries me to the bathroom, feeling his muscles tense and flex under his shirt with each step. He’s setting me on the counter, a playful smile on his face and a rumble in his chest when I squeal at how cold the counter is. He’s stealing another kiss from me before moving to turn on the shower, letting it heat up and moving back over to me, standing between my legs. He’s looking at me with a soft expression, making sure this is what I really want, his hands running over my waist and pulling back slightly to ask, “You sure about this, honey?” His eyes are filled with concern and love, making me feel even more secure in my decision.

To prove my point I pull my shirt over my head and letting it fall to the floor, watching Emmett’s lips part slightly in a hitched breath at the sight of me now bare except for a pair of shorts. Emmett’s eyes are skimming over my body, taking in every dip and curve and scar on display to him. His hands coming up to gently trace along my arms and down my sides, as if savouring the feeling of my skin against his fingertips. Despite his obvious desire he still checks with me if this is okay, eyes flicking back up to mine every few seconds until I’m guiding his hands up to my breasts, watching his reaction. He surprises me by dragging me into such a tender and loving kiss as he explores this new territory.

Our bodies press together, Emmett’s hands now tracing circles on my back as he deepens the kiss, his very obvious arousal pressing into my thigh but he’s taking it slow as if he’ll spook me. His lips move down my neck as he murmurs against the skin, “You’re so fucking beautiful.” His large hands grip my hips and I’m soon standing again, feeling cold fingers dip into the waistband of my shorts.

“Please.” I’m practically begging and Emmett’s groaning into the crook of my neck, surprising me again as he sinks to his knees as he slides the shorts down my legs, throwing them aside before his gaze finds mine and I’m having to bite my lip at the sight of Emmett on his knees for me. His strong hands grip my hips as he begins nosing at my thighs, lips ghosting over them and teeth grazing until he’s nudging my legs apart enough blow cold air over my slickness, making me gasp and squirm. Before I can say or do anything those skilled lips are kissing my folds, nose bumping my clit before he licks a confident stripe up, gauging my reaction. His tongue flutters against my clit before he’s eating me like a starved man, hands gripping my hips tight enough that I can’t wriggle away from the pleasure.

My hand is gripping his hair, the other bracing myself against the counter as he moans, sending vibrations through that oversensitive bundle of nerves. He’s dipping his tongue in and out of my core with precision and sloppiness before he moves back to my clit, my body trying to jerk away but his grip is tight enough to promise bruises and fuck that just makes everything more intense. All too soon I can feel myself starting to pulse around his tongue that hasn’t stopped fucking into me and my hands tugs almost painfully at his hair while my head falls back with a whine, my thighs trying to clamp around Emmett’s head as my vision partially whites out and all I hear is white noise, unsure if I’m crying out Emmett’s name.

“Emm, fuck Emmett, too much.” I’m begging and he finally pulls back, looking up at me with half-lidded eyes and he looks fucking dirty, his mouth and chin shiny with my juices and his golden eyes have darkened even more. His thumbs caress my hips as he pulls himself to his feet moving to kiss me with a cheeky grin when I lightly push his face away saying, “No, clean your face first.”

“I do believe a shower was suggested.” He agrees and I’m nodding, tugging at his shirt to which he complies, pulling it over his head and I can’t help wet my lips at how good he looks. Sure, I’ve seen Emmett change but this is different, he’s baring himself for me and me alone. His shirt reveals his chiseled abs and braid chest, my eyes roaming over his muscular physique with appreciation. His defined biceps and broad shoulders are evidence of the immense physical strength he possesses and the way his tone torso tapers down to his waist makes me want to run my hands over his hard body. As he undresses further, my gaze is drawn to his thick thighs, my heart racing against as he’s straining against his boxers and fuck, he is in no way small. The boxers barely able to contain him, the angry red head slipped past the waistband, precum wetting his v-line a little, “Come on lovely, eyes up here.”

I tear my eyes away from his enticing bulge, feeling heat rising to my cheeks at being caught. But I can't help the desire that courses through me as I watch him step out of his boxers, completely naked before me. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can feel the anticipation building between us as we move towards the shower. As we step under the warm water, Emmett pulls me close, his hands roaming over my wet skin as we continue to explore each other's bodies. I know this is only the beginning, and I can't wait to see what other surprises Emmett has in store for me.

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plussizefantasia · 6 months

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Ancient Races

Flufftober Day 28: Witches

Emmett Cullen x witch!reader

Word Count: 1.3k

AN: I think I've said this a lot but this is one of my favorites that I've written for Flufftober. Emmett has got to be my favorite himbo and the fact that he's a vampire really only makes it better.

I'm still looking for more requests for when I come back if you have any ideas please let me know. Reblogs and Feedback are always appreciated. See y'all tomorrow.

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Magic has been running through your family’s veins for centuries. Generation after generation of bright young witches who had powers beyond the scope of the rest of humanity. You were taught by your mother, and she hers and so on and so on. When you were five, your father got a job as the deputy sheriff in the small town of Forks Washington. Your mother didn’t argue and so within the month, you were in a new house.

Thinking about it now, you were sure that there had to be some kind of destiny out there, a deity of fate that pulled the strings of existence. There had to be some magnificent tapestry where all the threads of life were woven together just so as to create a beautiful picture. There was no other explanation for how things seemed to work out.

You met Emmet on his first day back at Forks High, this would be his fourth time going to this high school but it had been close to fifty years since he last stepped through their doors. The building looked different but not by much. You were walking into the building, with your arms full of books, looking like the textbook definition of a nerd. Emmett had been walking backward, not really watching where he was going and talking to Edward and Jasper. The two of you had collided. Your books fell to the ground, but you were pulled into his large chest. And thus, the best friendship you had ever had began.

There was only one problem, you couldn’t tell him about anything about your magical abilities. At first, it wasn’t a very big deal you weren’t spending a whole lot of time together and he was easily persuaded into meeting on days when you didn’t have lessons with your mother. As the two of you got closer though, it became more and more difficult to hide.

When you turned 17, you started having a bit more difficulty controlling your magic. It tended to burst out of you when you were feeling strong emotions, especially anger. You didn’t have a huge temper but it was known to flare occasionally. You got good at lying. And every time you lied to Emmett your heart broke a little bit more.

It had gotten to the point where you no longer cared about the rules of secrecy or the laws that your kind was bound by. You just wanted him back, you wanted to be yourself with Emmett because if you were being completely honest with yourself, he was no longer just your best friend. You were in love with him, and the thought of losing him because you had to keep hiding things was heartbreaking.

You had no idea that Emmett was feeling the very same way. When he had bumped into you that fateful day three years ago, his eternal existence shifted. You became the center of his world. He craved being near you, having you in his sight, and hearing your heartbeat. Knowing that you were safe and happy became his only goal. He tried so hard to let you take the pace, holding himself back from fully unleashing his feelings on you. But deep down he knew that he wouldn’t be able to last forever. So here he was, begging Carlsie for advice on how to tell you. He didn’t want to enter into a relationship with you that was shadowed by secrets.

If he was going to have you, he would have you being himself, with everything out in the open.

“Carlisle, I’m telling you. She’s everything to me. I cannot move on without her in my life. She needs to know everything.”

“Son, I know that you think that but-”

“No. Carlisle, she's my mate I know it.”

“Okay. I believe you. If you’re going to tell her you’ll need to make sure that she stays calm. I know that you love her, but humans are unpredictable. We cannot risk getting exposed.”

“I know. She’ll take it well I know she will.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” Carlisle asked. Pulling his adopted son into his arms for a brief but strong hug. Emmett didn’t need any more convincing than that, he hopped in his car and immediately made his way over to your house.

You were upstairs in your room pacing a hole into your carpet trying to think of ways you could tell the boy you loved that you not only wanted to spend the rest of your life with him but that you were also a witch with emotionally charged powers who was going to live much longer than the average human. Your pacing was interrupted by several loud and fast knocks on your front door.

You raced down the staircase to see who was at the door and when it swung open you were met with the sight of an extremely flustered Emmett Cullen.

“Em, what are you doing here?”

“Can I come in?” He asked instead of answering you.

“Of course,” you stepped aside and he pished past you, “What’s going on Em? You’re kind of freaking me out.”

“I have something really important to tell you and I need you to not panic.”

“Saying that is not going to make me not panic.” You deadpanned. “But I also have something important to tell you so maybe we can take turns?” You suggested. Grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the large couch that took up a majority of the floor in your living room.

“Take turns, yeah.” He muttered to himself. The two of you were sitting close, things touching and staring at each other. Waiting for the other one to make the first move.

“Okay, here goes nothing. I’m, I’m a witch.” Your eyes bounced between your lap where your hands were folded, Emmett’s face to gauge his reaction, and the clock on the wall to count the seconds of silence that ensued.

Finally, “Oh thank god.” Emmett breathed out.

“What?” You were buffering. What did he say?

“No, I. That makes sharing my things a whole lot easier.”

“I’m sorry, Emmett how does me telling you that I belong to an ancient race of magic-wielding women make whatever you have to share easier.”

“Because I’m trying to tell you that I’m also a part of an ancient race. Except my race is immortal creatures of the night that feast on human blood.”

You broke into a series of giggles.

“Go figures. The first boy I fall in love with and he’s a vampire.”

“You love me?”

You froze. You definitely did not mean to just blurt that out, let alone in the middle of a self-deprecating moment of sarcasm.

“Well, if we’re sharing…” You trailed off.

“I love you too.” Emmett’s smile was so wide you were actually convinced that his face would start to split in half. “Is it weird to say that I’m really relieved right now?” He asked

“Depends on why you’re relieved I think.”

“I was convinced that when I told you you’d never want to see me again. But now I know that isn’t going to happen and I’m just so happy.”

“I’m happy too, Em. I was so tired of keeping secrets from you. It hurt when I lied to you and I thought it was just because you were my best friend but it was so much more than that.”

“C’mere” Emmett grabbed you by the waist and hauled you onto his lap. “You were made for me. I’m never going to let you go.” He whispered into the small space between your faces. You pushed forward and gently placed your lips onto his. Pulling away way too soon for either of your liking. You moved your head to rest on his shoulder, your face pressed against his neck.

“We’ll have forever.”

“Forever sounds good to me.”

You laughed softly once more and pressed a kiss lightly to the skin of his neck. Forever sounded pretty good to you too.

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graceloveswolves · 2 years

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One Shots

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Twilight

Embry Call

You Find Out He’s a Werewolf

He Imprints on You

You fight

You Make Up

Your 18th birthday *

You Find Out You’re Adopted

Freaky Side *

He Stands Up For You

19th birthday *

Dating Embry Call Would Include…

Carlisle Cullen

Insatiable i

Insatiable ii

Insatiable iii

Vogue Challenge

Team Carlisle

Carlisle x reader pregnant

Paul Lahote

He Imprints On You i

He Imprints On You ii

He Imprints On You iii

He Imprints On You iv

Story of Y/N & Paul

Seth Clearwater

Dating Him

My Mom Naming The Wolf Pack

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pottersolos · 9 months

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what did you do ? • Emmett cullen

Emmett cullen! x Reader!fem.

not my gif.

warnings: language.

summary: i hate doing these js read to find out 🤎

paul and i started dating about a year after Emmett and the rest of the cullens left town, i missed Emmett i’d have to admit, but i tried and failed at convincing him to stay for me, but i clearly failed.

the cullens had came back a little over a few weeks ago, i was currently on my way home from skating, but it started raining. rain. one thing i hate about skating, it ruins boards.

“you’ve been ignoring me” i heard a very familiar voice coking from the living room, as i walked into the house.

“no i’ve been mysteriously keeping my space” i said as the tall, buff, and beautiful, pale man stood up, i leaned back again the wall looking up at the ceiling.

“why won’t you look at me ?” he asked softly, i heard his footsteps getting closer to me, that’s when i felt the frozen skins of his fingertips on my elbows, i tried to look everywhere but at him.

“i can’t.” i said bluntly, trying to remove myself from this situation.

“yn, please” he tried to grab my jaw, trying to force me to look at him, we were together for centuries, i kinda just got used to the feeling of his cold hands on me, but after this time without his hands and paul’s warm hands instead, had my feelings everywhere.

“emmett you left me, i was over it, i found someone new, and now you show up here !? after all this time, no call, no letter, no explanation ! and now you just want me to act like it’s fine !? it’s not Emmett, it’s not fine !” i shouted at him, he stepped back acknowledging what he had done.

“look i know and i’m sorry, i am so so so sorry, but i didn’t have a choice !” he tried to explain himself, but honestly i didn’t want to here it, not right now anyway, i’m going to paul’s tonight.

“you need to leave, i have places to be and people to see” i told him, pushing him towards the door.

“you mean paul ?” he asked, i looked up to see his face, all broken and hurt, i let out a breathe i didn’t know i was holding in and nodded, closing the door.

once i changed i was on my way to see paul.

once i arrived at emily and sam’s, i got out my car and walked through the open door, it’s was dark outside, so they were inside watching a movie.

i said hello to emily who was with sam in the kitchen, before walking to the living room.

i sat down beside paul “hey”

“hey beautiful” he kissed my forehead, pulling me into his side.

“what happen to you lip ?” i asked him, noticing that it was a little purple, he just looked down to the ground and sighed.

“this should be fun” embry spoke getting up and walking out the living room, the rest of the pack following him.

“what did you do ?” i asked him standing up, i had no thoughts my mind just went blank. nothing.

“listen me and emmett kind of had it out earlier” he tried to calm me down, he tried to grab my hands once he stood up, i pulled my hands back.

“did you hurt him ?” i asked, not want to go all tribrid on him. his silence was the answer. “what did you do !?” i asked running to the back door and running through the woods, crossing over to the cullens land.

alice either saw me coming for edward could hear my thoughts, cause carlise and esme were already outside, holding the door open.

i stopped one they saw me, i gave them a pleasing smile, before carlise nudged his head up, gesturing for me to come on.

“he’s okay just a little sore” carlise spoke, thank god i thought, i walked inside hearing emmett’s soft, sweet, but deep voice.

“yn, is that you ?” once i heard where the voice was coming from i run upstairs and in that direction.

i walked into the living area where emmett was laid out on the couch, edward and rosalie stood up and walked out, jasper and alice probably still out on the look for victoria.

“are you okay ?” he asked me.

“you’re the one sitting on the couch, hurt. and you’re asking me if i’m okay ?” i questioned him sitting in front of him on the coffee table, he shrugged his soft golden eyes meeting mine.

“i was trying to figure out if you were gonna come, then aloce had a vision” he said.

“i’m sorry” i told him, maybe if i would’ve just looked at him earlier he would be okay, or maybe if i just kept him a little at my house a little longer, or if he wasn’t such a dumbass he wouldn’t have done it.

“it’s not you fault, only person i can blame is myself.” he paused. “and maybe that asshat paul” he said i scoffed a bit and rolled my eyes.

“next time there’s a chase don’t be such a dumbass. the wolves can handle their side of the land” i told him, he chuckled before nodding.

“especially now that they have you” he said looking down.

“hey, you have me emmett. you always have” i said, he looked up at me and smiled, palming my face, pulling me into a kiss, i smiled into it, finally having him back.

i pulled away from the kiss, resting my hands on the sides of his face, i pulled him into a hug, his head into my neck.

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heyyyitsgrey · 1 year

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Emmett Cullen- Fluff Alphabet

Sorry for the long-ass wait anon, I got writers' block (again)

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

He would love your laugh. He would especially love it if he was the reason you were laughing. He realized that the was in love with you when you were laughing at one of his dumb jokes, it damn near started his undead heart again.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

He would love your lips, being able to kiss them whenever he wants is a privilege. Or watching you speak, he would love watching your lips moving up and down. (Subsequently, he loves your voice, although that's not really a part of your body.)

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

While he enjoys regular cuddling, he loves using your lap as a pillow. or when you use his lap as a pillow. He loves it when you fall asleep laying on his lap, knowing you're comfortable enough to fall asleep on him like that makes him so happy.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

I feel like an ideal date with Emmett is either pulling pranks, watching him fight a bear, or having a night playing board games. He'd enjoy playing Uno, or Sorry with you (even if you kicked his ass at the games) he'd have the time of his life spending time with you.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He expresses his feelings through little notes. He’ll leave post-it notes all over your room, they don’t have very long messages just something short and sweet. ‘Out fighting bears, love you.’

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

When he turned he was only 20, and he hadn't really thought about a family yet. Right now though, he's perfectly content with his family just being you and the other Cullens.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

I feel like Emmett would give you small, seemingly insignificant gifts to anyone but the two of you. For example, he once found a rock while hunting, and like a penguin, he brought it to you. (It's still sitting on your dresser.) He'll occasionally get you more expensive gifts. It's not the price that matters to him, what matters is your happiness.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

He loves holding hands, every day all day. Do you wear rings? Oh yeah, he’s gonna mess with those all the time. Do you talk with your hands? You’re gonna be talking with one hand from now on, so sorry.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

Depending on why you got hurt he’d either one feel guilty for letting you get hurt or two laugh at you for getting hurt (in a nice way- like how he laughed at Bella for breaking her hand). While Carlisle is checking out the injury he’d be right by your side the entire time.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

He loves pulling harmless pranks on you. Y’know that super cliché prank of filling a bucket with water and putting it on top of a door frame? Yeah- he’s done that to you. He especially loves it when you prank him back (if you’re a vampire the Cullens can only expect centuries of prank wars).

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

He loves kissing your cheeks. The first time he kissed your cheek you turned so red, so of course he decided that’s what he would do all the time.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

Like I mentioned before, he acts like a crow. Did he find a shiny rock while hunting? Yeah, that’s coming home to you. His main love language is ten-thousand percent gift-giving.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

When you first got together and started pranking each other, Edward walked right into a trap you had set for Emmett. The look on your face was priceless, and god your laugh in that moment was the best thing. You laughed so hard that by the time you’d calmed down, there were tears running down your face.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

If you’re human his worst fear is that one day you’ll wake up and suddenly your blood will be the most tempting thing to him, and as a result, you’ll die at his hand. If you’re a vampire his worst fear is you getting bored of him and leaving.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

Ever since you introduced him to modern movies and trends he will walk around quoting them constantly. He once told Edward “You’re a neo-maxi-zoom-dweebie.” You were the only other person who understood the reference and that only made it better.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

He would pull pet names for you out of his ass. Of course, there are the typical ones like babe or baby. But then there’s also snookums and honey butter biscuits (yes that is an actual pet name). The more outrageous the pet name, the more he throws it into causal conversation.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

He likes curling up with you on the couch and watching movies. Since it’s always rainy in Forks almost every weekend has a lazy movie day. Surprisingly he really enjoys 80’s movies. Breakfast Club, The Dark Crystal, and The Lost Boys are some of his favorites.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

‘Ma Belle Evangeline’ from The Princess and the Frog. The lyric “Love always finds a way it’s true!” struck him the first time he watched the movie, it reminded him of you.

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

Emmett has no secrets. Well, minus the secret of his species. After he revealed himself as a vampire he has no secrets from you. You’re the person he goes to when he has a secret that desperately needs to be shared.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

After meeting each other you clicked almost instantly, becoming fast friends. So I say it took four months for y’all to get together. After you started dating though you slowed down immensely.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

When you’re upset Emmett makes it his personal mission to make you at the very least crack a smile. He’d bring you your favorite food, drink, or snack. He’d pull you onto the couch or into bed and just cuddle you until you told him what was wrong.

Sure it isn’t always the best way to make you feel better but it’s Emmett’s way. Another thing he’s found works is tickling you, it’ll get you to laugh.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He’s very proud of his strength and his physical stature. He’s also proud of the fact he has such an amazing partner. He absolutely loves showing you off, if he could every time y’all walked into a room together he’d shout “Look at me! I’m in love with one of the greatest people ever!”

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

If you’re human and got into a fight with another human he’d think you were a badass, but if you tried to fight a vampire he’d be worried. If you got hurt, he’d blame himself for it.

If you’re a vampire and got into a fight, his worry for your safety would lessen, and his admiration for you would grow (if that’s even possible).

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

At first when you didn’t know each other all that well he wouldn’t be able to read you, but after getting to know each other he’d be able to read you better.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

He’d wait until you’re sure that you want to stay with him, he’d have a whole elaborate plan but the words would just slip of out his mouth.

You’d be laying together on the couch watching a movie, he’d look over and see just how peaceful you look and the words would fly out of his mouth. “I can’t wait to marry you.”

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

I like to think that holding your hand would calm him down. Your hand in his would work as a grounding force, helping him stay in the moment.

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EMMETT CULLEN AND SKIN CARE 💖

i did this one with Jasper and y’all seemed to like it. I think I am going to write with the others Twilight characters :)

warnings: swearing and Emmett being weird.

pairing: emmett cullen x human!reader

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So first of all, Emmett cares about his appearance. Like, a lot.

Even though he can’t age and his skin is flawless, he will still wear some makeup sometimes (usually for fun)

Dating a human has been a quite funny experience to him. He loves to watch you doing human regular things.

And this include him watching you doing your skin care routine completely AMUSED

His eyes literally shined when he first saw how much different and colorful products you keep in your vanity

Every night you’ll be using your regular serum and he will beg for his life to see you using that pink face mask that you recently bought because it’s ✨cute✨

Emmett is always delighted when you ask him to go shopping with you

“I’m not using this, babe, it’s not for my skin type”, you say as he keeps putting things in your basket just because he wants

“I’ll try it on my skin”, he’d say

He doesn’t care if you’re doing your own shit, he wants to sit besides you in your vanity bench and wants you to put all sorts of products in his face

“How do you feel?”, you say after finally put a red face mask on his face

“Fucking delicious”, and the boy will put the most devilish grin in his face

Emmett lived during the 90s and he had created this deep fantasy within him of a skin care date night watching a movie or so

Now that you’re his soulmate, that is possible

So he LOVES to pick a movie (Usually something like Hocus Pocus or maybe Clueless) and sit in your carpet in front of the screen while you wait for the products to dry or to make some effect on your skin

And I have to say that Emmett is the type of person to add comments throughout the movie

I will maybe work on that later but he’s the type to add a joke during a scary scene in a terror movie that will get you wheezing instead of horrified

After a few skin care dates, Emmett developed some good taste in self care products 🤌🏻

I know that he likes his appearance but he was the type of guy to use anything he could reach.

Before you, he would use Rosalie’s shampoo (which makes her furious) and Carlisle conditioner (he doesn’t really care but it’s not for Emmett’s hair type)

But since you’ve started dating, Emmett knows his hair type, your hair type, your skin type and he has memorized every product you use everyday

Now he can go shopping by his own and buy exactly what you need

But you always go with him because it’s so much fun

Sometimes you’re just giggling around the store nonstop because of something Emmett did

Like the time he drop a whole shelf of products when he turned around to your call (and his shoulder hit the shelf)

Emmett is the type of boyfriend to tag you in a Instagram’s post of those influencers skin care products haul

And you LOVE IT because he usually actually buy the products when you seemed to like one in specific

Emmett’s an angel

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theblackhate · 27 days

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Omg i need capther 4😭😭😭

you ask and you receive!

Knowledge pt.4

check the other parts here!

Summary:

The story begins the same for everyone, on the day of the ceremony, one of the most important for all the kids who take part in it every year, and Michelle will not miss the opportunity to leave behind a faction that she did not feel belonged to her.

On her journey, however, she will encounter someone who will make her initiation feel like hell.

Ppairing: Eric Coulter x Reader

Word count: 6k

"You've got quite a nasty bruise," remarked Sunny as she sat down beside her on the bed, later that evening after their first training session. "You're lucky it's not broken."

"It hurts," Michelle said, still holding the ice pack against her cheekbone. The icy sensation kept her awake. She had just woken up from a long nap after returning from training.

"Did you go to the infirmary?"

"No, Four checked it," Michelle recalled Four; he had stayed back to assess the damage, having seen the hard hit she took. He commended her agility and speed in dodging blows, encouraging her to continue improving those aspects of her technique.

But she lacked strength. If she had attacked Eric, she would have lost immediately.

"Hmm..." Sunny got up to climb onto her own bed, bidding her goodnight.

Michelle lay awake in bed, staring at the cot above hers, listening to the snores of some of her comrades. She wasn't sleepy at all.

She remained lying in bed for what felt like an eternity, waiting for her comrades to fall completely asleep. She didn't want any of them to rat her out for leaving the dormitory at night.

When she felt like everyone was asleep, she waited another five minutes to be sure; then, from under her pillow, she took out the photo of her and Anne, tracing her best friend's face with her fingertip.

It had only been a day since they parted ways, yet it felt like an eternity.

She quickly got up and grabbed her boots, not putting them on right away to avoid making noise. She opened the metal door very slowly and slipped out, donning her boots and covering herself against the cold with a leather jacket.

The corridors were completely empty that night, like the days to come. It had become Michelle's routine to sleep after training and then spend the entire night training on her own.

She found it easier to train when no one was there to bother her, and she was lucky not to find anyone else training at night, or she would have gotten into trouble in no time.

And she didn't want to be face to face with Eric again, who, after their sparring on the first day of initiation, had finally left her alone. It was as if she didn't exist anymore, and she was grateful for that. His attention was the last thing she wanted.

She didn't know why Eric had decided to stop tormenting her, making snide remarks about her incapability and weakness, and maybe it was better that way. Eric himself wasn't pleased with such an order, received from higher-ups.

He had to leave her alone, let her follow her path.

During that first week, Michelle found herself spending more and more time with Sunny, a ray of sunshine in that cold, dark place. Having a friend had helped her a lot, especially with her little aiming problem.

She had improved at shooting, finally managing to make critical hits on the target. Nothing extraordinary, but it was better than how she had started a week earlier.

However, that night someone joined her in the gym, scaring her to death when they spoke.

"Isn't it a bit late?" Lauren's voice made her jump, causing the Dauntless leader to chuckle. "You're always so lost in thought that you never notice me."

"You're quiet, it's different," Michelle replied, watching her approach, dressed in heavier clothes.

She didn't know whether to go back to training or grab her things and leave; she was just waiting for Lauren's reaction to know what to do. But when the woman started taking off the extra clothes, she was almost surprised.

Lauren approached her, now wearing only leggings and a long-sleeved shirt. "You're weak."

Michelle rolled her eyes, returning to hitting the punching bag. "I hadn't figured that out," she replied sarcastically, annoyed at how obvious it was.

She trained every afternoon and every night, yet she couldn't put on muscle; all her comrades were starting to get stronger, more defined, while she remained stagnant.

Lauren smiled before moving closer to the punching bag to look her in the face. "The fact is, you don't eat enough. For breakfast, you just have a cup of coffee, for lunch, you stay light because you're afraid of feeling sick in the afternoon, and often you skip dinner in the evening."

She kept hitting the bag, her knuckles and arms throbbing with pain, but she gritted her teeth and kept going. She thought about Lauren's words and had to admit she was right.

She slowed down her punches, eventually stopping to look at her, expecting some advice or something of the sort. Lauren immediately realized she had her full attention and smiled.

"You need to eat more, have more substantial meals, otherwise you burn more than you eat. You should gorge on meat, in short, eat as much as you can, and for breakfast, go for eggs maybe."

Michelle was used to eating little even when she was in her old faction; she and Anne preferred to grab food and move to a less crowded place, so they could carry less food with them.

She nodded, turning back to look at the punching bag and then at her knuckles, bleeding. The only reason the bag wasn't stained with blood was because of its black color.

"Come on, I'll show you how to wrap them properly," Lauren took her by the arm, dragging her towards one of the benches scattered around the gym.

As the woman got up to fetch the wraps, Michelle turned her head to gaze at the sky outside the windows, still as black as pitch. It must have been around four in the morning.

Lauren returned shortly after with a small white box and knelt in front of her; she took out a white bottle, cotton, and the wraps from it.

"It's going to sting," she warned before dipping the cotton into the bottle and dabbing it on Michelle's knuckles. Michelle gritted her teeth and closed her eyes; she felt her hands catch fire, but fortunately, the sensation didn't last long.

With great care, Lauren cleaned her knuckles with the disinfectant before taking the wraps and, showing her the most effective way to do it, wrapped them around her knuckles. As she handled the wraps, she glanced at her stealthily, wondering why they wanted her to be kept under observation.

She would never disobey orders, but she wondered why she, of all people, was important. Unlike her, Eric was anything but pleased with the orders, annoyed by the obligation to leave her alone.

She couldn't understand Eric's behavior; he hadn't always been like this, yet now his greatest pleasure was to make people around him miserable, showing off his superiority at every opportunity.

"There, all done," she whispered when she secured the wraps to ensure they wouldn't come loose during the day. Lauren stood up, dusting off her knees, and took a seat beside the girl, giving her a light shove. "Listen to my advice, eat more."

Michelle nodded again without taking her eyes off her wrapped knuckles.

She was grateful that the fights hadn't started yet; she wouldn't stand a chance against anyone. She was fast, able to avoid getting hit, but that wouldn't earn her any points.

Remembering something Lauren had said to her one of the first times they spoke, she turned to her, catching the woman a bit off guard with her ice-blue eyes. She had never noticed it before.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course, I'm here for that."

"Will you help me become stronger?" Lauren was confused by that question, and Michelle clarified, "I can't win if I'm just on the defensive."

The woman smiled at her more than before and got up from the bench, heading towards the mat. "Come?"

Michelle followed her onto the mat, standing in front of her, waiting for instructions, but Lauren had something else in mind.

"Let's pretend we're fighting. I won't hit you. I just want to see what tactics you have and how you move." Lauren took a fighting stance, and Michelle immediately copied, bringing her hands up in front of her face.

They started circling the mat just as she had done with Eric, waiting for an attack, and soon after, Lauren lunged at her. Michelle noticed the slight lunge she made before actually throwing herself at her and dodged it.

They went on like this for a good ten minutes, with Lauren attacking and Michelle staying on the defensive until the leader called off the fight.

This time, Michelle didn't feel out of breath. Sure, she had gone easier than with Eric, but she was pleased to notice that at least her stamina had increased.

"You're good, but you're right. If you only stay on the defense, you won't win." Lauren observed her for a moment before creating a plan in her head. "Try this: you're quick, use it to your advantage to hit critical points like the throat or temple."

Lauren approached her. "Now I'll show you how to do it, and you have to try it on me, okay?"

Michelle nodded and watched Lauren's movements, trying to copy them immediately afterward. Unsuccessfully, however.

They continued to train, but she began to get frustrated finding herself on the ground over and over again. She huffed, getting up for the hundredth time and getting into position.

"Think of something that pisses you off or someone you want to smash in the face," the leader tried to encourage her.

Michelle closed her eyes and thought of something that annoyed her, so much so that she hated it. It didn't take long for Eric's image to appear in her mind, telling her she couldn't do it, that she was a liability and a waste of resources.

She opened her eyes and nodded to Lauren to start, the woman in front of her glad to see something different in her eyes.

Lauren lunged at her, and with speed, Michelle dodged the blow, attempting to strike back at her temple, almost succeeding. "Better, keep it up!" Lauren encouraged her.

This time, Michelle took the initiative, attacking Lauren's defense, trying to hit her throat, but only managed to strike her stomach, causing her to step back.

They circled on the mat for a bit before Lauren returned to the attack, landing blow after blow and only managing to hit Michelle's shoulder once. However, Michelle didn't give up and countered, hitting her abdomen and blocking her blows.

In a moment of distraction, though, Lauren managed to sweep her feet out from under her, tripping her.

Michelle stood there, tired and sweaty, trying to catch her breath.

"That's better. Once you eat more and build muscle, you could really become one of the best among the transfers," Lauren said, sitting down on the mat, exhausted from the workout.

It had been a while since she sparred with someone so fast. It was hard to block her blows, let alone land one unless she was distracted.

"Pay attention to your feet too, otherwise you'll end up on your ass," both girls laughed.

“Why could I be one of the best?” It was a legitimate question that had come to mind as soon as Lauren mentioned it, and Michelle straightened up to look her in the face, her muscles sore.

Lauren sighed, pushing her hair away from her face. “The guys I train with assume that just because they're Dauntless-born, they have a guaranteed spot here. But you have good technique, you're a natural force.”

Michelle blushed at the compliment and looked down, fiddling with her fingers.

“How are you doing in the rankings?” Lauren asked her.

"Tenth," Michelle said, turning to look at the board on the wall. Thankfully, her name wasn't below the red line; for now, they were only based on results from pistol training.

But it made her anxious to be so close to the red line, it was the last safety net, and one mistake would be enough to drop her below.

"Not bad, especially considering you started from scratch," Michelle shot her a glare; she knew those weren't good results, she didn't want to hear nonsense. Lauren raised her eyebrows.

They remained silent for a while, and when Michelle turned her head, she noticed the sky beginning to lighten. She got up from the mat to grab her things and head back to the dormitory for a well-deserved shower.

"It's been a pleasure. If you ever need to train again, you know who to ask," Lauren grabbed her belongings too and left before Michelle, closing the doors behind her. Michelle wondered what she was doing out at that hour dressed like that.

It wasn't her business, and as she had come to understand during that week, it was better not to pry into other people's affairs. She decided to take all the time in the world to return to the dormitory, not wanting to face everyone else just yet.

She decided to take a different route and found herself in one of the corridors overlooking the Pit. The shops were all still closed, naturally, but she noticed the tattoo parlor was already open, its lights on.

Deciding to pass by, she walked past the staircase that would lead her down to the Pit and then back to the dormitory. She stopped in front of it and saw movement inside, the same man who had helped her find the gym on the first day of initiation.

Michelle paused to look at the designs on display. She didn't realize the man was approaching the entrance until she saw him standing beside her out of the corner of her eye.

They silently observed the drawings for a while. "Do you like them?" he asked without shifting his gaze from the window.

"They're not my style, but they're nice," Michelle replied.

"Do you want to take a look inside?" the man moved towards the entrance, glancing back to see if she would follow. He smiled when she joined him after a second of hesitation. "I'm Tyson, by the way. We never properly introduced ourselves."

"Michelle."

"I know, I've heard about you," his tone was amused as he glanced at her, but Michelle seemed not to appreciate it. "Don't worry, only good things. Except for the punch you took from Eric on the first day."

Tyson laughed, and Michelle ignored him, moving away to approach one of the many columns where several designs were hung. They were beautiful; she got lost in observing them one by one, but only a few were to her liking.

She wasn't particularly fond of the designs themselves; she preferred geometric shapes, interweaving lines, or similar things.

Tyson joined her. "Do you want one? It's early, but I could make an exception for you."

Michelle looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "Lauren and Tori weren't kidding; you're not much of a talker, huh?"

He started to walk away, somewhat disappointed that he couldn't seem to have a conversation with the girl, but her voice stopped him. "If I draw something for you, would you tattoo it?"

Her question was unusual; he had never had anyone want to tattoo something they had drawn before, but he nodded. "Do you have something in mind?"

It was her turn to nod. "I'll be back in a few days."

When she reached the dormitory, it was probably around seven in the morning. Most of her companions were already up and having breakfast, but when she went to take a shower, she encountered Tina trying to dry her tears in front of the mirror.

Michelle hesitated, contemplating if sneaking away before Tina noticed her would be a good idea, but the girl turned towards her, looking at her.

Tina had red and swollen eyes, her face twisted in a sad expression, and she sniffled occasionally. Saying that Michelle felt uncomfortable would be an understatement.

It was embarrassing, and she decided to move towards the showers, hoping to avoid the impending conversation, but she didn't have time to undress and turn on the water before Tina's voice distracted her.

"What am I doing wrong?" her voice was interrupted by sobs and crying. Michelle leaned her head against the shower door before turning towards her, trying to figure out what she wanted her to do.

"I do, I do everything for him! And he treats me like this!" she started crying again, and feeling guilty, Michelle approached. Tina quickly hugged her and cried on her shoulder.

Michelle stood still for several minutes before someone else entered the bathroom, luckily, it was Chloe. The girl always had the need to show off and help anyone in trouble to improve her image, and things hadn't changed at all.

When she saw Tina in tears, she reached her, forcefully pushing Michelle aside. "What did you do?" she accused, turning towards her and stroking Tina's hair.

"It's not her fault," Tina managed to say through tears.

Michelle didn't stay to watch the scene unfold and immediately stepped under the hot water jet, cursing as she remembered the wraps. She removed them and winced as the sensation of the water droplets hit the open wounds. It wasn't pleasant.

Fortunately, Michelle heard Tina's complaints fade away from the bathroom, indicating she would have the chance to get ready in peace.

She wished she could stay under the hot water jet for hours, but she remembered Lauren's advice to have a good breakfast, so she forced herself to step out and get ready. She put on simple black sweatpants, comfortable shoes, and a hoodie, knowing that today they would start hand-to-hand combat.

She braided her hair into two loose braids and hurried out of the dormitory, reaching the cafeteria in a few minutes. Every muscle in her body was on fire as she tried not to bump into anyone while wrapping her knuckles in motion. They were still bleeding, and she didn't want to mess around, especially not while eating with the smell of blood in the air.

When she arrived at the cafeteria, she scanned the room for Sunny and soon spotted her, sitting with Four, Max, and another initiate she had never talked to before. She joined them and took a seat next to her friend, who greeted her with a big hug.

"There you are! I was wondering where you were; you weren't anywhere when I woke up," her cheerful tone made Michelle smile as she grabbed scrambled eggs and, of course, her usual cup of coffee.

Four looked up upon hearing Sunny and glanced at her friend next to her, confused, wondering where she was, and especially why she was out of the dormitory when it wasn't allowed. He shrugged it off, maybe he had misunderstood.

He didn't stay long to listen to the guys' conversation and grabbed his things to head to the training quarters, finding Eric already there. He was standing in front of the whiteboard, engrossed in something.

Eric slightly turned his head upon earing Four entering, then returned his gaze to the whiteboard. "They're odd, one won't be fighting today," Eric said simply when Four joined him, maintaining a certain distance.

That made Eric smile.

Four glanced over the pairs Eric had created, and when he reached the end, he saw Michelle's name alone. He furrowed his brows and turned to Eric. "Why Michelle? There are initiates worse than her."

"Because she's not capable, she lacks strength, and the sooner she fights, the sooner she'll end up below the red line, which the higher-ups don't want, and you know that well, Four," his tone was serious as he spoke without looking at him, standing straight, still irritated by the orders that had been strictly given to the two of them, Lauren, and Max.

"No, I don't know. I've seen less capable people than her, and we both have seen how capable she is," he insisted.

Eric turned towards him, a displeased smirk on his face as he took a step closer. He was slightly taller, just enough to assert dominance. "Because I've decided so, don't contradict me, Four."

When Michelle and Sunny reached the quarters, they were surprised to see some of their companions already there, positioned in front of the blackboard near the mats.

"They must be the pairs, come on!" Sunny grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her in front of the blackboard, and indeed, she was right; there were the pairs for the day.

Arlo - Connor Patrick - Thomas Bowie - Andy Chloe - Max Tina - Sunny Michelle -

Michelle?

Furrowing her brows, Michelle turned to find Four, ignoring Tina's arrival; she walked away from the group to join him on one of the benches, but before he even looked up, he responded.

"It wasn't my choice," he said.

"It was mine," Eric's icy voice sent shivers down Michelle's spine, and she immediately stiffened. "Consider it a favor. Now, join the other initiates."

Turning to look at him, she clenched her fists, imagining punching him in the nose. Still tense, she nodded and walked towards her companions, trying to ignore the anger his presence alone stirred within her.

He was insolent, arrogant, and above all, he was a jerk.

She was relieved to know it wasn't just her perception; Tyson had told her some stories about the young leader when he was an initiate as she spent the morning in his shop. Tyson's company was one she was starting to appreciate more and more as the days passed.

"So? You're not fighting?" Max asked when she took a seat among them, arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face.

She shook her head.

"How come?" Max smiled, and Michelle wished she could wipe that smirk off his face; his inability to be serious for five minutes straight was exhausting.

"I fight tomorrow, we're odd," Michelle simply replied, taking a seat on the floor, ready to endure hours of combat without being able to participate.

On one hand, she was grateful; she had the opportunity to study the fighting style of all her companions, which would help her a lot when it was her turn. But the fact that she, of all people, had been chosen to sit out among them gnawed at her.

It hadn't been Four's decision, but Eric's.

Was it another way of telling her she was incapable? Did she really suck that much? Didn't she deserve to be there with them? Was she not up to their standards?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt tears welling up at the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill at any moment. But she couldn't wallow in self-pity, not with Chloe staring at her from across the mat with an air of superiority.

She would prove to everyone that that was her place. Not theirs.

"Arlo and Connor! On the mat!" Eric shouted, grabbing the attention of the two boys.

They took their places on the mat facing each other, and Arlo seemed much more prepared than Connor; he had a confident air and a stance ready to attack. Although his muscles weren't well-defined, Michelle could see them as he brought his hands up to his face.

Connor, on the other hand, seemed almost awkward in front of him, his cocky and impertinent demeanor from when he was with his little group of friends nowhere to be seen. Michelle smiled at seeing him struggle.

"Begin!" Four signaled the start of the match, and the two boys began circling the mat, waiting for one of them to strike first.

They went on for a good five minutes, and Eric's expression became increasingly bored and frustrated, playing with the piercing on his lip as if to entertain himself somehow.

Michelle had to admit that small action was quite attractive.

When she refocused her attention on her companions after Sunny nudge her with her elbow, she saw Arlo take the first step, closing the distance between them. This caused Connor to retreat and go on the defensive.

"We're not at the playground, let's go!" Eric huffed, and the two boys glanced at him for a split second before turning their attention back to each other.

Arlo closed his eyes for a fraction of a second before reopening them and landing a blow to Connor's face, which he barely parried by bringing his arms up to shield himself. They began grappling, with Arlo on the offensive and Connor on the defensive.

Arlo lunged at him, trying to bring him down, but Connor managed to grab him around the waist and, despite being shorter, he managed to hurl him across the mat.

"Go, Connor!" Chloe cheered, clapping her hands.

"Keep it up!" Patrik chimed in.

Michelle watched them, still somewhat envious that she had never been able to be friends with them when they were kids. But that didn't matter now; she would prove herself to be better than them.

"You'll regret this," Arlo gritted his teeth, getting back up and charging at Connor.

They resumed exchanging punches, occasionally attempting to take each other down without success. Arlo was stronger and taller, but Connor seemed to have better balance and was thinking more with his head than with his fists.

They remained on the mat for half an hour, and just when everyone thought the match would go on indefinitely, Arlo began ruthlessly attacking his opponent after taking a nasty right hook to the face.

He grabbed Connor's head from behind his neck, forcefully bringing it down to bash against his knee. Connor's nose immediately started bleeding, and he brought his hands to his face to try to stem the flow of blood, but Arlo showed no mercy.

He continued to strike wherever he could, targeting the protected face, stomach, and sides. Anywhere he could land a blow.

"Enough! I surrender!" Connor exclaimed, falling awkwardly to the ground after a vicious punch to his left temple.

Michelle observed his fragile figure curled up on the mat, staining it with blood from his undoubtedly broken nose; then, she shifted her gaze to Arlo, standing next to him, looking down at Connor with empty eyes. He was panting, his face flushed as he watched drops of sweat fall onto the mat.

"What a mess," Michelle whispered, and Sunny turned to look at her, tearing her eyes away from the battered boy in front of her.

"Yeah, I didn't think they'd make us fight to this extent."

"No, I mean the mat," Michelle emphasized, realizing that her friend had interpreted her statement differently.

"Do we have to fight like that too?" Tina, who had sat down next to Michelle, leaned forward to look at Sunny, waiting for an answer. The brunette shrugged.

Michelle thought about how stupid Tina had been to fill herself with earrings and get two piercings at that stage, the only physical one among the three. She would find herself receiving punches from Sunny in a couple of hours, and the girl wasn't stupid; it was obvious that she would target those sensitive areas.

Two Dauntless boys carried Connor to the infirmary. He hadn't lost consciousness, but the blow to his temple had been strong enough to rob him of his balance for a while.

The next two fighters got on the mat without waiting for someone to call them, and only now did Michelle realize what her friend was talking about. Patrik was really big.

In that short week, he had managed to put on an impressive amount of muscle, and Thomas swallowed nervously. Despite this, he showed confidence.

"Begin!" Eric exclaimed, starting to walk around the mat.

Michelle thought that this fight would also last half an hour like the previous one, but Patrik wasted no time and attacked Thomas without giving him a chance to react. He was fast and strong.

Thomas took blows to the throat, making him gasp for breath and stagger. Patrik grabbed him by the arm to pull him closer, elbowing him in the nose, causing more blood to drip onto the mat.

With his left foot, he made him fall and got on top of him, blocking every attempt at defense. Patrik started hitting him in the face, punch after punch, until Thomas stopped trying to defend himself, leaving everyone with a lump in their throats.

"Why doesn't he stop it?" Tina whispered, and Michelle turned to look for Four, but when she didn't see him, she looked for Eric.

What she saw didn't sit well with her at all. Eric was enjoying himself.

"Now that's enough," his voice was almost cheerful, light, very different from before when Connor had withdrawn from the fight.

Four arrived from behind them and bent down to help Thomas, his face disfigured due to swelling and blood, but surprisingly the boy refused assistance and, staggering a bit, got up and headed towards the infirmary on his own.

"Try not to fall into the abyss!" Eric teased, observing Thomas's unstable figure as he moved away from the scene.

"What a jerk," someone whispered in her ear.

"Indeed," Michelle replied to the unfamiliar voice and saw the boy who had sat with them at breakfast. She couldn't remember his name, it was something like Brownie though.

The aforementioned boy got up and got on the mat, soon joined by another boy whom she had never spoken to.

"Who's that?" Michelle asked Sunny.

Sunny turned to her friend, then back to the two boys. "Oh, I think it's Andy? If I'm not mistaken, he was an Erudite with me."

"You don't remember if he was with you?" Tina chimed in.

Sunny shrugged. "I think so, but he was always with the Dauntless. He always hung out with them at school, and if you notice, during meals he's always sitting with them."

"Hmm."

"When you're ready," Four initiated yet another fight, and this time Andy wasted no time. They were both lean but with some muscle, the only physical difference being that Bowie perhaps had about twenty centimeters more than his opponent.

Andy was skilled, but one thing Michelle noticed was that he looked at the point he wanted to hit before striking. However, Bowie seemed unable to grasp his strategy and showed great clumsiness in trying to block the attacks.

She noticed the difference between the first two fights, especially the second one, and this one; here, they seemed like two boys training, fighting against each other without exaggeration, whereas before it seemed like if Eric hadn't ended the fight, one of them would have ended up dead.

Bowie managed to block some blows and even land one himself, but with a quick move, Andy managed to make him lose balance, and when he fell, he hit his head hard on the ground.

"Ow," the boys standing still watching the fight exclaimed.

Bowie grabbed his head with his hands, rolling onto his side. He cursed in pain, and Andy, still standing, turned to look at Eric behind him; the blond nodded at him.

Andy turned back and with a kick to the temple, he knocked out his opponent, celebrating his victory as some of his Erudite friends applauded for him.

Two more Dauntless carried away his limp body. Michelle watched the boy's body being taken away, realizing only now that she would end up below the red line by force, probably becoming the twenty-second with zero points.

Her hands began to tremble at the thought of having to really give her all to make it to the top; initially, she didn't think it would be too difficult, she could easily win by following Lauren and Four's advice, but her fellow initiates were brutal.

She feared the moment when she would have to face Patrik or Arlo, who seemed the most brutal.

She was fast, but their strength was too much to ignore.

"Max, Chloe, on the mat!"

Chloe arrived confident, chest out and head held high, and Michelle hoped with all her might that she would get her ass kicked, and so it was. She managed to put up a good fight against Max, knowing where to strike while the boy acted on instinct, blindly.

But when Max managed to grab her, it was her end.

Chloe got up unsteadily, covering her face, crying. Max's punches had been strong, too strong against her delicate face, and Michelle couldn't hide a satisfied smirk seeing the girl's disfigured face.

It was time for the final showdown, almost three hours after the training began, and it was Sunny's turn to take her place on the mat.

"Good luck," Michelle said, watching her friend rise, who turned to smile at her.

Tina's smile, however, vanished when she realized she would actually have to fight against a friend. "Ready?" she asked.

Sunny didn't answer, waiting for the start of the match. Eric ordered them to begin, and Sunny started circling.

Tina looked worried, her movements uncertain. With each move Sunny made, Tina went on the defensive, ready to block any blow. Sunny struck first, and her opponent covered her face, leaving her abdomen exposed.

And Sunny struck right there.

Tina doubled over, screaming, and soon the gray shirt she was wearing began to darken around the belly button area; she lifted the shirt, exposing the belly button piercing, which was bleeding.

She looked at Sunny with a hurt expression. "What the hell!"

"Stop playing around!" Eric grumbled, annoyed, watching the two girls. Sunny briefly turned to look at the young leader, and Tina took the opportunity to throw a punch.

Sunny recoiled immediately and began hitting Tina, who was too weak to defend herself. She had no defense technique, just raising her hands in front of her face, leaving all other areas exposed, and Sunny repeatedly hit her left ear.

The girl fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Sunny stepped back, continuing to hop around to stay ready in case the girl got back up, but Tina seemed to show no signs of getting up.

Sunny relaxed, lowering her fists and looking at Four, who had moved to her side. "What should I do?" she asked him.

Four sighed and indicated to Max, who was watching the scene angrily, to help him lift Tina up.

"The fight isn't over," Eric said, remaining where he was, his arms as usual crossed over his chest.

Michelle hated to agree with him, but what had just happened couldn't be considered a fight; a couple of punches, and it was over?

"Don't you think it's time to end it?" Four said through clenched teeth as he gently lifted the girl.

"If she can't get up on her own, she can consider herself out of the initiation."

"It's not fair!" Max exclaimed loudly, receiving a deadly glare from Eric, who laughed in his face.

"Not fair?" he laughed. "Your little friend can't make sensible choices, and you think it's fair to let her win?"

"No, but-"

"No buts!" When Eric shouted, everyone fell silent, even the other initiates on the other side stopped to watch the scene from afar. "Either she gets up, or she's out. Her choice."

Eric remained impassive.

Four let go of Tina's arm, making sure she didn't fall to the ground badly, and walked away from the scene. Even Max, with much reluctance, stepped away from the mat.

Tina, still on the ground, sobbed. She tried to pull herself up, very slowly, and Sunny watched, waiting to see what to do.

When she got back on her feet, she wiped away her tears with her sleeve and got back into an attacking position. She lunged at Sunny, but Sunny blocked her, hitting her again on the ear where she had already made her earrings bleed.

Tina fell onto the mat, bringing an end to the fight.

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volturissideslut · 4 months

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I'd love to see Emmett with his girlfriend having tattoos. I've currently got 8, all (but one really) have a special meaning: my sister and niece in heaven, 2 that I had as a reminder to fight and to keep me from suicide, my most recent is celebrating something I'd never thought I'd get to do. <3 Please and thank you!

𝕰𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖙 𝕮𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓

"And what's this one?" His voice is deep and thick as he speaks, like when normal people have their voice thick with sleep. Ice cold fingertips trace over the intricate ink patterns over your forearms and back. "That one's for my sister," you reply, and thank the heavens for his vampire hearing, because your face is smushed against his chest as you lay on top of him. Even if it weren't, he would still need it, voice thick and quiet with a mixture of sleep and remembrance. "The one that I told you about before"

He hums in acknowledgement, a deep vibration against you. You feel a light kiss to the crown of your head and a bulked pair of arms squeeze you a little tighter. "I know, I remember" and he does, though his heart breaks a little for you, knowing that if you were to be turned the venom would bleach these marks from your skin.

For a few hours into the night he asks question after question, and you tell him story after story about each and every tattoo lingering on your body. Emmett traces them all, committing every detail of the black patterns and designs to his everlasting memory.

These were important to you, and therefore were important to him. But that doesn't stop him from getting a little distracted - in the best way possible of course. Maybe Carlisle had a friend, one with a gift that would let you keep these marks with your eventual immortality.

i hope i did okay with this

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heejayy · 2 years

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hey, i fluff idea, maybe emmet(cullen) is trying to learn how to do the readers 4c hair, maybe a like a afro bun and he gets really frustrated because he wants to perfect it but each time he tries it’s a little lopsided but the reader explains what he’s doing wrong and then he gets it right so he feels so accomplished

Hair day!

Warning • none

Pairing • Emmett Cullen x Black coded Reader

a/n: ignore the title idk 🤣

“Ow…ow-OW! You know what wait just wait” you outburst startled him making him quickly let your hair go. You let out a laugh trying not to make him feel so bad. Emmett has seen you do your hair multiple times and he was just so curious on how well you slicked up and brush through it when there’s so much of it. And it’s obviously not the same as his hair so that made his urge even stronger to try and style it.

“Oh baby I’m sorry am I hurting you?” He let out a nervous chuckle “I was trying to do it like you, you make it look so easy.” You smiled at his nervous state.

“It’s ok baby” you looked in the bathroom mirror and let out a snort. “you tried at least” you reached up and pulled your hair out of the lopsided bun. You took a glance at Emmett, he was looking a little sad and frustrated. You turned around and cupped his face in both hands.

“It’s ok stinka, look let me show you ok?” He nodded taking a few step back letting you have some space.

“Ok so you grab a hair tie preferably a big stretchy one so it won’t pop and you also have to wrap it around a few times” you picked up the hair tie stretching it showing him and he nodded understanding.

“Now for the gel and brush, you take a scoop of gel rub it in your hands and smooth up the sides, front and back of my hair so no curls are left out” after demonstrating that you wipe the residue from the gel off your hands and then grabbed the brush.

“Now you just brush it straight up and…voila!” You exclaimed showing him you perfect bun. “You can be extra and add baby hair but that lesson is for another day.”

“Ok ok I think I got it now” you giggled at his determination. “Ok give it a try” you took your bun down “also you don’t have to add anymore gel” he nodded getting the brush and going to work.

Five minutes later and a few mistakes he finally did it. “Good job baby!” You cheered giving him a hug.

“I did good?”

“Yes! Baby you did good!” He smiled feeling proud of himself.

“Now what did you say about edges?” He asked looking confused as ever.

“…oh lord.”

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sethsclearwater · 1 year

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request: “I’m not sure if i asked this already (sorry if i did) but could you write something for Seth where he imprints on a Cullen and by some vampire blocking stuff the others don’t learn and it’s just them sneaking off and being secretive and cute (sorry this is long) to build on that maybe like a part 2 or something where the cullens and wolves learn because who doesn’t love a little bit of angst. anyways i love how you write seth <3″

notes: this is so cutie🥺🤍 also reader and seth are 18+ per usual

warnings: lots of fluff, smutty themes?

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seth had imprinted on you two months ago. and, for the past two months, you had managed to keep it a secret from both the wolves and cullens seeing as tensions between the two were at an all-time high thanks to the bella/edward/jacob situation nearly exploding over victoria and the mini-army she was building.

thankfully though, you had shield powers which, by some work of magic, extended themselves to seth making it so both of your thoughts about each other were protected from edward’s mind-reading abilities and the pack’s mind-link.

recently, the pack and cullens had agreed to a modified patrol schedule so both groups could keep bella’s home protected. this meant that you and seth were seeing each other slightly more than before and, lucky for you, the two of you got put on patrol together for the night shift.

despite the show you put on about being miserable to be paired with a ‘dog,’ you were over the moon you could finally have some alone time with seth without having to lie to everyone about where you were.

you had arrived at the lookout point the two of you were stationed at for the night, far up on the mountains, when you felt seth’s familiar hands slip around your waist from behind you, startling you. “didn’t mean to scare you,” he murmured, pressing his lips to the crook of your neck for a gentle kiss, “jus’ missed you.”

you sighed, melting into his touch, taking his hands and wrapping them around your waist, “i missed you too.” you cooed, guiding his hands up your abdomen until they rested at your breasts, letting out a soft moan when seth squeezed at them gently.

you turned in his grasp so you could face him, pressing your hands against his chest and peeking up at him, “i hate doing this.” you murmured, sliding your hand up his chest to wrap around his neck and pull him down to kiss you.

he sighed softly as your lips connected, sliding his hands down to your hips and backing you up into a nearby tree so he could press you against it as he kissed you, “i know,” he murmured as he pulled away for a moment to take a breath, “i don’t know what to do.” he explained softly before pressing his lips to yours again, lifting you up to wrap your legs around his waist and slid his hand up your back until he knotted his fingers in your hair, tugging softly.

you whined at the touch, arching your back against the rough bark of the tree in an attempt to get closer to him. you rested your elbows on his shoulder, knotting your fingers in his hair as you kissed him, “i think we just need to tell them.” you pulled away to murmur and he nodded, pulling you back to kiss you again and pressing himself against you so he could grind his hips against yours.

you whimpered at the action, tightening your legs around his waist, “we can figure it out later, i jus’ need you right now.” he murmured against your lips.

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when you arrived back at the cullen’s house around dawn the next morning, you were immediately greeted by disgusted faces from your ‘brothers,’ emmett and jasper. “you smell like a dog.” emmett said with a groan, “what were you even doing with him? i never have that problem when i have patrol with paul.” he added and you rolled your eyes, laughing softly.

“i know,” you groaned, putting on a show of disdain for the two of them, “give it a few hours.” you rolled your eyes, heading into the house.

they both laughed, emmett adding, “did you see carlisle has us training with them today? we’re heading out in about an hour.” you shook your head, rolling your eyes again as you continued up the stairs and towards the front door.

jasper chuckled, softly adding, “everyone has a sparring partner for the day, and lucky you got paired up with your patrol buddy.”

that caught your attention. you turned, looking at the two of them, “i’m fighting seth?” you asked incrediously. to them it probably seemed like you were disgusted, but in reality you were more concerned about the fact that you would be fighting your mate.

both of them burst out in laughter, “i knew you’d love it!” emmett exclaimed sarcastically and you let out a loud groan before heading into the house.

…

within the next hour, you and the rest of the cullens had arrived at the training spot, a small clearing deep in the woods. unfortunately for you, you weren’t able to give seth any heads up and he was presumably just as shocked as you were when carlisle announced everyone’s sparring partners.

you were cautiously watching as the first few pairs fought, sparing a few nervous glances to seth every now and then which he reciprocated. while you failed to try and figure out a way to fight him without actually hurting him, carlisle announced that you and seth were up.

you sighed, pushing yourself up from your seated position and entered the small clearing. seth trotted in a moment after you, him along with the rest of the pack in their wolf form for training.

jasper stepped in after to explain the rules, “okay so you two know the gist. seth don’t let get her arms around you and y/n don’t let him bite your head off.” he teased, eliciting a few chuckles from carlisle, edward, and emmett.

you groaned, rolling your eyes at jasper, “how do we know when we’re done? i’d like to get this over as quickly as possible.” you explained exasperatedly, looking from seth to jasper desperately.

jasper chuckled, “for complaining about it, you’re done when i say so.” you let out a loud sigh, grumbling something about jasper being an egotistical ex-confederate as you got into a fighting stance, seth standing on the opposite side of the circle as you.

“alright, alright. you start on my count,” jasper explained. you didn’t even spare him a glance, too focused on seth, “3, 2, 1!”

the two of you didn’t move. both of you trying to figure out how to get out of this without hurting each other and without exposing your secret.

“oh my god you two suck!” emmett hollared from behind you, “get on the offense y/n!”

you sucked in a breath, watching seth for any indication on what to do. unfortunately for you, he looked just as confused.

“i’m sorry” you mouthed to him hoping he’d forgive you, before lunging at him. both of you ended up on the forest floor wrestling for a moment before seth managed to pin you under him, his paws holding your wrists above your head as both of you panted.

“keep going y/n,” jasper ordered, “i know you’re better than that!”

you looked up at seth, “i can’t do this anymore,” you murmured trying to read his expression before he nodded.

you sighed, looking to the side at edward before lowering your mind shield, revealing both of your thoughts to edward who nearly choked when he finally saw what was going on.

everyone quickly noticed edward’s reaction, giving you and seth a moment to compose yourselves and for you to get out from underneath him.

you and edward held eye contact, daring him to explain to everyone what he saw, “she’s his imprint.” edward explained, eliciting gasps from most of the cullens.

seth leaned against your side, nuzzling your side encouragingly. you sighed threading your fingers through the fur on his head to soothe yourself as you mentally braced yourself to be chewed out by everyone.

carlisle was the first to break the silence, “he’s your mate?” he asked, softer than you expected.

you nodded, turning your attention to the blonde male as he thought about his next question, “how long have you known?”

you gnawed at your bottom lip nervously, “2 months.” you whispered softly, halting your fingers from continuing to stroke at seth’s fur.

carlisle nodded, looking at you and seth sadly, “i apologize that you both felt like you couldn’t tell us. we shouldn’t have put you in a situation like that.”

you nodded, frowning and, if you were a human, you imagined you would’ve cried. carlisle opened his arms and you whimpered, stepping forward into his arms and allowed him to pull you into a tight hug.

he was always more of a father figure to you than the other cullens and that served as one of many reasons why you always wanted to make him proud of you. you felt relief that at least he was happy for you.

“‘m sorry honey.” esme’s soft voice came from behind you and you whimpered, releasing your grip on carlisle to turn to her and allowed her to pull you into a hug as well. “carlisle is right. we shouldn’t have put you in that situation to begin with.” she cooed, holding your head to her chest and rubbing her hand up and down your back soothingly with her free hand.

seth’s familiar touch came next, and you turned, smiling as you noticed that he had shifted back to his human form, now wearing a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt.

“i love you.” you whispered, allowing him to pull you into a tight hug as he pressed his lips to your hair.

“i love you too pretty girl.” he cooed, holding you tightly to his chest. you smiled, flattening your palms against his chest as you turned your attention to the pack.

“are they okay with it?” you asked softly, looking back to seth as he smiled.

“‘course they’re okay with it. they have to be - tribal rules.” he explained pressing another gentle kiss to your forehead.

you nodded, letting out a sigh of relief. emmett was the first to break the silence from behind you, “wait so let me get this straight - you smelled like wet dog this morning because you were fucking him on patrol?” he asked before breaking out into booming laughter with jasper and edward.

despite your mortification at his query, at least you knew you didn’t have to hide your mate anymore.

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pareparebear · 2 years

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My Sunshine

Paul x reader 1.4k words

Y/N L/N has always lived in Forks. Normally she didn’t mind the rain. It was soothing to an extent and sleeping during a thunderstorm always managed to leave her feeling refreshed afterward. For some reason, especially the past couple of days, Y/N couldn’t wait for the next sunny day. Something deep within her longed for the warmth to make its way back to her little hometown. It was like her soul was craving the heat that the sun provided and every day that she went without it seemed to push her further into her dreadful mood. The only thing that Y/N had to look forward to was seeing her best friend, Emily. Normally Y/N would see Emily every other weekend, however with her new fiance, Sam, and all his friends around, Emily hasn’t had any free time, and seeing as Sam is Y/N’s cousin she could totally understand. Anyone could see just how in love Sam was with Emily. Plus Y/N has been really busy with school. So, Y/N has had a lot of time to herself recently. This wasn’t the worst, mostly Y/N enjoyed staying by herself, but recently she has felt a desire to go and spend time with her friend. Y/N couldn’t explain it, but something was ushering her towards the reservation and towards her best friend. It was probably just Y/N needing some attention from her best friend because she hadn’t seen her in forever. At least that’s what Y/N told herself. All she had to do was get through this week.

Mondays were the worst. This was a fact among all humans, however for Y/N this Monday seemed to drag on forever. Y/N is a junior who goes to Forks high school and has a small handful of friends that go to school here. Angela Weber was the only one Y/N trusted, but she hung out with Eric Yorkie, Mike Newton, Bella Swan, and Jessica Stanley as well. Even though they are about a year older than Y/N, they aren’t the worst people to hang out with. Most of Y/N’s close friends were on the reservation anyway. Jacob black, Embry Call, and Quil Ateara were Y/N’s childhood friends. The group of four used to do everything together and had always been close. Lately though, Y/N hasn’t seen them in a while. As much as Y/N loves Sam, he's like her brother, she can’t help but feel as though he is stealing all of her friends' attention. Y/N didn’t want to admit it to herself, but it feels as if she has been banned from the reservation. It’s been a while since she has been able to go and visit any of her friends. They always seemed busy or had something to do that day so she couldn’t come down. At first they all claimed to have mono, they said it was running rampant through La Push, so they didn’t want her down there so she wouldn’t catch anything. That was reasonable, but now it was like they were purposefully pushing her away. So when Emily invited Y/N to come and hang out she almost couldn’t believe it. Y/N has been so excited for the weekend to come she felt like she could explode. Just four more days.

It’s finally Friday. Y/N felt like time was moving backwards and Friday was only a dream that Y/N would never reach. But it's here, it’s here and Y/N is rushing through the halls to leave this dreadful place and make it to her car. Freedom is so close, seeing her friends is so close, being absolutely, ecstatically happy is so close. She rams through the doors but before she can even think, she crashes into what feels like a stone statue placed directly in her path.

“Shit…” Y/N mutters out while she rubs her forehead that received most of the impact. She slowly raised her head in order to see what exactly she had run into, but was surprised when it wasn’t a what, but a who. Emmett Cullen filled Y/N’s view and she must have almost fallen because his steel-like arms were holding her up by her elbows to steady her.

“Oh-um, sorry Y/N, I didn’t see you there,” Emmett had said in consolation to Y/N bumping into him. Before she could get another word out Emmett had left and she stood there for a second before dashing towards her car. The Cullens moved into town last year and ever since the school had been completely infatuated with the strange family. Personally, Y/N didn’t care enough to pay any attention to them. Admittedly they were supernaturally gorgeous and mysterious, but it was like when you buy a new puppy for some kids, the newness will wear off and suddenly they aren’t as important or attention capturing as before. At least Y/N thought this, though she might be the only one. The biggest shock that arrived with the strange family was Edward and Bella becoming a couple. Bella was friends with Y/N, they had known each other since they were kids, Bella tagging along with Y/N and her “boys” when they would build mud pies and swim in the freezing cold waters of La Push Beach together. When Bella moved back to Forks she immediately gravitated towards Y/N because she was the only person that Bella knew. From then they became nearly inseparable, that is until pretty boy Cullen decided to swoop Bella off her feet and suddenly they barely spoke anymore. Y/N was happy that Bella found someone, she just wished they weren’t so obsessed with each other that Bella completely disregarded Y/N and acted as if they didn’t know each other anymore. It was like Edward was the only thing that Bella had the intellectual capacity for anymore.

When Y/N reached her car all thoughts of the Cullens suddenly left her mind and she was jumping into the front seat and cranking her car faster than she thought possible. If she thought that school was slow, then the ride back to her house was impossibly drawn out. Every red light, every slow driving old person, every possible thing that could make Y/N’s normally short drive back to her house unbearable happened. When Y/N finally arrived to her humble abode she ripped her backpack off and dumped it by the front door before grasping her phone and shooting a quick text to Emily to tell her she would be there soon before sprinting up the stairs to her room with the widest grin imaginable perched on her face. She has been longing for today, to see her friends, to see her cousin, to meet some of the new people they have added to their group. Every thought of going back to the place she feels most at home made her giddy. Y/N’s parents actually live out of town, they tried to convince Y/N to move with them, but when she expressed that she had her heart set on staying in the quaint town that she had been in since she was born, they decided to simply let her stay, besides with Sam here they decided it was better than forcing Y/N to move. With Y/N being the only person in her home anymore it feels lonely sometimes, so the promise of seeing her friends has been the absolute highlight of her whole week.

Y/N was just finishing packing her bag, because Emily had decided that it had simply been too long and that she just had to stay for the full weekend, when she heard her phone go off. Looking down at the screen she had seen that it was a message from Emily.

Emily : “I CAN’T WAIT OMGGG. I am so excited!!! It has been too long since we have seen you!”

Y/N giggled slightly at Emily's eagerness before responding.

Y/N : “I Know!! I have literally been looking forward to this all week”

Emily : “Just a little warning, all the boys are gonna be here for a while, we were planning to have a bonfire/cookout today.”

Y/N : “Oh that's perfect! I'll get to see Jake, Em, and Quil and some of the new additions as well. And Sam I guess.”

Putting her phone away after her last message, Y/N zipped her bag up and grabbed it before heading down stairs, to the door, and then to her car. She quickly told Emily that she was leaving before starting her car and heading to La Push. Finally.

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This is my very first Fan fiction that I will be posting on here. It is a Paul Lahote x Reader story. Twilight has such little traction on this app and i wanted to add a little more. This first chapter is more of an intro and background to Y/N. I have used She/Her pronouns. I hope you have enjoyed!

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sejanusbaby · 2 years

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send me numbers!

i have an 8 hour drive tomorrow and want to give you guys some kind of content in the meantime. you can send any numbers for any of the batman characters, twilight, or spider-man. (i only write x reader stuff, for now!)

FLUFF/HUMOR PROMPTS

1. “Quit stealing all the pillows!”

2. “You want a bite?”

3. “Give me a second and I’ll show you.”

4. “What should we name him/her?”

5. “Is it hot in here or is that just you?”

6. “Why are your feet so cold?”

7. “There’s room for two/three!”

8. “Stop that, I’m ticklish!”

9. “Put your finger here while I go get the tape.”

10. “You want chocolate or vanilla?”

11. “Your hands are so warm!

12. “You smell really nice.”

13. “Your hair’s so soft…”

14. “You’re my new pillow.”

15. “Turn around, I’m giving you a massage.”

16. “I think I love you.”

17. “Can I kiss you?”

18. “Hold my hand.”

19. “It’s not morning yet.”

20. “Stay for a little longer…”

21. “You’re so beautiful.”

22. “I’ll always be here for you.”

23. “You are my love.”

24. “You were right here all along.”

25. “Do you want my coat? It’s really cold out here.”

26. “You’ve got flour on your cheek.”

27. “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

28. “You don’t have to leave so soon.”

29. “You could put your feet in my lap, you know.”

30. “I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”

31. “Shut up and kiss me.”

32. “We could try cuddling.”

33. “Stop being so cute.”

34. “Are you okay?”

35. “Our relationship is the most important thing in my life.”

36. “You can sleep, I’ll keep you safe.”

37. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything.”

38. “It wasn’t your fault.”

39. “What’s wrong?”

40 “Don’t apologize; I know you didn’t mean it.”

41. “Get back in bead, you’re not healed yet!”

42. “I’m not leaving your side.”

43. “I’m not going anywhere.”

44. “Just breathe. Breathe with me.”

45. “You should probably eat something.”

46. “Please don’t cry. I hate it when you cry.”

47. “When was the last time you slept?”

48. “OH, you’re jealous!”

49. “Can we stay like this forever?”

50. “Please just kiss me already.”

51. “I think I’m in love with you.”

52. “I missed you so much.”

53. “Stop being grumpy, it’s lame.”

54. “Give me attention.”

55. “When I’m with you, I’m home.”

56. “That was kind of hot.”

57. “Is that my shirt?”

58. “This is new.”

59. “Would you just hold still?”

60. “I’ve never felt stronger than when you’re with me.”

61. “You’re family.”

62. “They didn’t deserve you.”

63. “Regardless of what people say, I know you’re an amazing person.”

64. “Rumor has it, I make you nervous.”

65. “Are you flirting with me?”

66. “You act all tough, but I know it’s just an act. You’re really a softie.”

SMUT PROMPTS

67. “I love it when you moan my name.”

68. “Just a little harder…”

69. “Let me give you a reason to stay in bed.”

70. “No panties?”

71. “I want you now.”

72. “Use your tongue.”

73. “Please don’t stop.”

74. “Do you like that?”

75. “You can get louder, can’t you?”

76. “Look what you do to me.”

77. “I want to taste you.”

78. “That feels so good.”

79. “Don’t cum yet…”

80. “Take off your clothes.”

81. “Can you feel what you’re doing to me?”

82. “Shhhh…”

83. “Don’t apologize about your morning wood.”

84. “Tell me how you like it.”

85. “I just want to please you.”

86. “Each of my thoughts about you are improper.”

87. “I love it when you kiss my neck.”

88. “Don’t be gentle.”

89. “I’ve never wanted anyone this badly before.”

90. “You’re not going out dressed like that.”

91. “Make me.”

92. “All mine.”

93. “I love it when you talk dirty.”

94. “I’ll let you do anything if you’ll just touch me now.”

95. “This is new.”

96. “Don’t give me that look.”

97. “Like what you see?”

98. “Try to stay quiet.”

99. “We’re in public!”

100. “Don’t be so rough, there can’t be any marks.”

101. “Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.”

102. “Stop teasing me so much.”

103. “First one to make noise, loses.”

104. “You’re n-not, uh, w-wearing anything under that, are you…?”

105. “Uh… you’re naked. Is that intentional, or?”

106. “Are you trying to turn me on or are you really just that oblivious?”

107. “You’re hot when you’re mad.”

108. “I’m not jealous! It’s just, you’re mine!”

109. “If we get caught I’ll kill you.”

110. “Tell me again.”

111. “If you don’t like my teasing then why are you moaning?”

112. “Wow, I didn’t realize you were that, uh, flexible.”

113. “Don’t fucking touch what’s not yours.”

114. “Stop distracting me.”

ANGST PROMPTS

115. “I don’t even know who you are anymore!”

116. “Why can’t you look at me?”

117. “I’m sick of trying.”

118. “You can’t keep this up forever.”

119. “Talk to me, please.”

120. “Don’t push me away.”

121. “The baby… It’s yours.”

122. “Please stay.”

123. “I came as soon as I heard!”

124. “Hey, hey… it’s just me.”

125. “I can’t do anything right.”

126. “Please don’t cry.”

127. “Wake up! Please wake up!”

128. “Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

129. “Don’t you ever do that again!”

130. “Do you even love me anymore?”

131. “Can you shut up and listen to someone other than yourself for once in your life?”

132. “If you don’t hold me right now I think I might fall apart.”

133. “Leave! Me! Alone!”

134. “It’s not your fault.”

135. “I know it hurts.”

136. “No one is going to hurt you.”

137. “I made a mistake.”

138. “Don’t try to fix me. I’m not broken.”

139. “I’m not okay.”

140. “You’re the only thing that’s keeping me sane right now.”

141. “It’s okay to cry.”

142. “Can I kiss you?”

143. “I’m just tired.”

144. “I never meant to hurt you.”

145. “I told you not to fall in love with me.”

146. “If you don’t want to talk about it then say so. Don’t lie and pretend to be fine when you clearly aren’t.”

147. “You’ve shown me what love can feel like.”

148. “Get out. Now.”

149. “You can’t die on me. Please.”

150. “Surprise, I have feelings and you just hurt them.”

151. “The worst thing is, that even after all of that, I’m still in love with you.”

152. “You’re right, I did love you. I just can’t say the same now.”

153. “I’m not going to sit by and watch you destroy yourself like this.”

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