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#even without edward being edward people called out how bella turning into a vegetable when he left shows way too much investment in him
burr-ell · 6 years
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hot take: portraying one person being Your Everything as a romantic ideal isn’t any more healthy and mature than thinking ‘he’s mean to you because he likes you’ is Love™ at its finest and people are allowed to like one or both of those tropes regardless
#every time you say 'kl is the dumb relationship you have as a teenager uwu sk is the Mature™ one you have as an Adult'#another animator headdesks so hard they break their cintiq in half#sk shippers mostly like the ship because k is so devoted to s and they perceive that s is k's everything and call it romantic#that's...really...not romantic#having one human being be your everything is incredibly unhealthy#making one person the center of your universe and the source of your happiness without whom you're a shell of yourself#yikes#that puts way too much on both your mental health and the shoulders of a flawed human being who will inevitably fail you#because that's what people are like#and i'm not even convinced that's the dynamic in the show#i also don't see where s is uniquely attached to k beyond 'i'm so proud of the person you grew into that i always knew you could be'#so to me that devotion comes off as one-sided#which is great for the mentor-protégé relationship#for a romance ? not so much my good dudes#'if one of them was a girl everyone would ship it!' no...no they wouldn't.#y'know why?#because twilight exists#even without edward being edward people called out how bella turning into a vegetable when he left shows way too much investment in him#look saying 'ship what you want' probably sounds like a backhanded platitude after a rant like this but i really do mean that#everyone has different preferences and ways of looking at things#but if i already didn't care for something#then getting on your high horse about how Your Thing Is The Paragon Of Maturity And Goodness#isn't going to change my mind#and it's just going to make what i didn't care for about Your Thing more pronounced#anyway. most sk shippers don't do this and just want to ship their thing and be left alone and they are Valid#but this is an undercurrent on many sides and it's really annoying and sanctimonious#sheith critical#voltron discourse#crit tag
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Eternal Love
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Paul x Reader: Eternal Love.
Part 1: Eternal Love
Part 2: Everlasting Love
Part 3: Endless Love
Part 4: Enduring Love
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Darkness. All I see is darkness…I’m calm yet scared. I don’t understand what’s going on. I am in the forest in La Push, walking aimlessly. Not heading anywhere. I want to go home but I also like it here. I feel…at peace. I look over and I see a never-ending path of trees. What makes it eerie is that there’s no animals, no background noise, even when I get close enough to the dirt, no worms, ants, spiders, anything. I feel like I’ve been stuck here for almost an hour or so. And after some time, I realize something…where’s my dog?
“Snout! Snout! Where are you?” I yell and start looking around. I hear a bark in the distance and run towards it.
“Snout! Baby, come here!” I hear more barking and I run towards that direction. Something seems familiar about this. I just can’t figure out what it was.
Paul’s POV
Five days. That’s how long it’s been since the good doctor Cullen has told me that the love of my life, the only reason I even exist, the one who would calm me yet irritate me out of love, The One; gone. At least, not completely. She’s in a vegetable state—can’t move willingly, can’t hear, smell, taste anything. Hooked up to a machine that is keeping her on this earth. I haven’t moved from this spot by her bed unless I have to shower and eat (demands by Emily).
As I sit here, looking at my beautiful Y/n, bruises along her left side of her body, a cast that covers her arm, hip, and legs, bandages wrapped around her head, I can’t help but cry nonexistent tears. I have cried all of what I had left over the past few days. I can remember everything that happened so clearly. Regret consumed me, so much so, that Dr. Cullen was gracious enough to fix the damages in the bathroom attached to her room when I smashed my fist into the mirror, and he got her, her suite in the hospital.
I fucked up. Everyone tried to make me feel better, but deep down, we all know what I did was what put her in this situation. Which is why I begged, no pleaded, even bargained with the Good Doctor to change her. He wanted to help, but because of the treaty….
“…I cannot Paul. The treaty states…”
“Fuck the treaty! She’s the love of my life! I can’t lose her! I may have fucked up and caused this, but I can’t let her go! Please!” I pleaded outside of his home. His wife, Esme, came next to me and hugged me as I fell to the ground. I didn’t care if she was eerie rock solid or cold as ice, I just needed my Y/n/n back.
As I am looking at her currently, caressing her little finger that is hanging outside her cast, I think back to how we met.
At the Beach: September 2nd, 2018;
There was a birthday party at the beach and, like what anyone would expect from us, the guys and I crashed it. It seemed boring until we, I, showed up. The host was too tipsy to give a crap and was just happy to see more people. I was flirting, per usual, with some lovely girls when the host calls out a name. And what made me respond was the voice and fragrance that came with it.
“What hoe!” a laugh followed afterward. The wind blew a sweet fragrance, pomegranate mango with an orange-like citrus smell to it. I turned my head at the right time to see Y/n. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she walked towards who I found out later to be Angela—one of Bella’s old friends. She went up to hug her and Y/n looked around. That’s where our eyes came in contact. Everything else around me disappeared and I didn’t care for anyone or anything around me. I slowly made my way up to her and she just smiles as I do so.
“Hello, beautiful. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here. I’m Paul, what’s your name?” I smile, not one of my flirty smiles, a genuine smile. It’s weird, I never wanted to imprint EVER in my life, but over time, it didn’t seem too bad. And now, I’m not complaining.
“Hmm, you seem dangerous.” A cheeky smile is placed on her face, she looks me up and down and turns her body towards me.
“I’m Y/n, but people call me Y/n/n.” I smile and shake her hand. Both of our eyes widen at the electricity flow, the magnetic force pulling us to one another, and this cloud 9 effect that is taking over. I look down at her and smile.
“Hmm, you seem like you’re about to ruin my life,” I said jokingly. She smiles and laughs.
“I guess we’re a match huh?”
“I guess we are. So, tell me about yourself.” And from then on, we were together.
But it seems like life wanted to make a full circle.
Current Day: August 30th, 2020
“Paul, the council is still debating. I know this is hard, but please, at least for Emily, go home and get some rest.” Sam said. Normally, I’d take alphas orders, but this time, I can’t. I shake my head and head towards the bathroom. I brush past him and Jake and just stand there behind the door. I look at myself in the mirror and can see emotional and physical damage.
I’ve lost weight, I have deep dark circles around my eyes, my eyes itself is bloodshot red. My skin is sickly pale, not it’s normal “golden glow honey brown sugar” skin that my little raven called it. I laugh at that memory. She was whimsical, mysterious, and protective like a raven. Her secret personality was as big as one too. She called you in naturally by her beauty—inner and outer beauty.
At Paul’s house: November 2018
We were laying on the couch relaxing before I had to go on patrol. She was reading a book with her legs planted in my lap, I was deep engrossed to the video game I was playing when suddenly, I feel a pair of eyes on me.
“Make a video to remember this moment then replay it when you miss me.” I smile and look over at her. All I could see is her big y/e/c eyes staring back at me. One eyebrow raised and her book was covering the bottom half of her face.
“You know,” she says sitting up, putting down the book, “it’s not fair how clear and bright your skin is. You have this…this golden glow…with, like, honey brown sugar swirled in it. You suck.” She says pouting. I pause the game, lean over to her, and place most of my weight on her while kissing her neck. She squeals underneath me and starts laughing. I smile and kiss her softly while poking my nose into her cheek.
“I love every bit of you, my love. You may see flaws, but with my heightened eyesight, I can see little freckles kissed all along your face. Matter of fact, let me show you where.” Then I proceeded to kiss all over her face. She laughs uncontrollably.
“But you don’t have the curse of hyperpigmentation! You see freckles, I see never-ending scars.” I hate it when she gets like this. It hurts me, to see the love of my life feel as if she has to be something different to even be next to me.
“Baby, stop,” I said calmly, I learned quickly that I would have to control my tone around her. She can read me like a book and because her emotions can get the best of her, yelling could end in two ways. One, she’ll fight back—she’s all bark and bites—so no one messes with her for a while when she’s at that point. Or two, she starts tearing up and holds back tears. Not for manipulation reasons that most girls do, but for the fact that she intakes certain emotions and she has no control over hers.
“I know you may feel that way, and you have to remember, I did too. You know, I was human like you before my wolfy sense’s kicked in.” I smile as she smiles back. “Just know my love, I don’t see anything wrong with you. I could never.” I place my forehead on hers. “I love you too much to worry about things like that.” I kiss her. She looks at me and says,
“So, if you didn’t love me, you’d notice it?” I look at her with a blank face, roll my eyes, and just roll off the couch. I can feel her watching me.
“Well…”
“You know, you’re a little shit, right?” I say with my hands covering my face. She lays on top of me and says,
“But you love me, remember.”
“Oh my god…” I just squeeze her to me and laugh along with her.
Current Day: August 30th, 2020
I step back out into the room where Dr. Cullen and Sam are waiting for me. I stop and look at them.
“The council decided…” Sam said, I looked up with hopeful eyes…
“They will agree to it, if…” Carlisle started.
“If what?” I say, taking a step forward.
“If she leaves until she can handle being around humans. And…” Sam began,
“She can’t go back to La Push,” Carlisle said. I replayed what they said…. she can change but can’t come back until she’s able to be around humans, but she can’t come back to La Push. I nod my head.
“How long does it usually take for your kind to get better at being around humans?” I ask quietly. Carlisle looked at Sam with guilt and answered.
“It depends on the person's restraint. Within their first year, their blood still runs in their body, so blood lust, especially from humans, is out of control. After a year, it gets better. Although, with our diet, it’s harder but not impossible.”
“But how long in total?” I asked anxiously. He looked at me with genuine sad eyes.
“Up to three years or so.” He said with sorrow in my eyes. For once in the few days I’ve been here, a new emotion that I haven’t touched came out. Rage.
“Three years! I can’t go that long without her! I’m coming with you.” I said to Carlisle. Sam looked at him for an answer. This is the first time I’ve seen him rely on his answers on another person’s answer.
“You can, but there’s no guarantee of anything. Her body may or may not accept the venom. She may or may not remember you. She may have anger towards you about what happened if she remembers what happens. Anything could happen Paul. Is it worth the risk?” without hesitation, I answered.
“Yes.” Sam nodded his head and gave me the okay. Even if he wouldn’t have, I still would have followed them. He knows just as much as anyone that separating imprints from one another is a death sentence.
“We leave tonight. Edward and I will take her to Alaska with some friends of ours. I will administrate the change there. Because you are in no condition to shift, we plan on flying. Medical services will meet us there with her. We have paperwork stating that they are her closes family since she doesn’t have one.” I nodded my head and took a deep breath.
“Thank you. I know this is a reach, but can I ask for one favor.”
“Of course.”
“Can you freeze her eggs.” They looked at me confused and with shock. So, I explained,
“We’ve always talked about having children. She’s always wanted children of her own and to adopt some. I know she wouldn’t care too much about it, but I also know that would make her happy.” I begged the doctor. He sighed and nodded.
“it shouldn’t be a problem, since she’s already under my friends name as family, Eleazar would be okay with it.” I nod my head and look back at my angel.
“Emily, Kim, and Clair will be up here in a few. Go home and rest for tonight Paul. I promise, she’ll be okay. If she’s going to have the procedure, you need to be ready for when it’s over and to head out.” I didn’t argue this time. I walked over to her and kiss her head.
“Don’t leave me, my love. I’ll be here waiting for you. Always.”
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