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hauntednighttraveler · 3 years

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Paul Lahote x f!reader wisdom teeth

Y/N POV

Paul wanted to take me to my appointment only to film me waking up from the sedation and show the pack. I needed a driver and didn't have the energy to fight him on the issue, so here I am in the car with a giddy giant wolf puppy. Hopefully, I won’t say anything too bad when I wake up. Or maybe I can sweet talk my way into getting Paul to delete the video so I don't die of embarrassment.

Paul glances at me as he's driving, sensing my anxiety before the procedure.

"Don't worry Y/N! The doc said that it should take about 45 minutes and that they do this stuff all the time! You'll be fine! And if not, they'll have to answer to me."

He grabbed my hand and gently kissed it to help calm my nerves. He can be so caring when he's not riled up by his pack.

I leaned closer to him and smiled. " I know. I just can't help but feel anxious you know? It'll be the first time since I've been completely vulnerable to the world and I'll practically depend on you for a while after the procedure. I don't like feeling helpless. I need my independence. Plus it's going to suck not being able to eat my favorite foods." As I turn my head back to look out the window I pursed my lips at the thought of not being able to chew food for a while.

We enjoyed the silence as we continued our drive to the doctor's office. My heart sped up even faster as we pulled into the parking lot.

I turned to Paul and looked at him earnestly. " We can still back out. Are you sure you'll be able to take care of me with your broken arm? I'm sure you have better things to do than look after me."

He chuckled. " I wouldn't miss this for the world, babe. You know I'll always protect you even if I'm near death. A lousy arm won't stop me from protecting you. I couldn't think of a better place to be right now than being next to you."

" Awe that's so sweet Paul! Sometimes I wonder how I got to be so lucky." My heart turned to mush at Paul's declaration.

" Also, I can't wait to see you after the procedure! You'll be so out of it. It'll make a great movie for our next pack movie night!" Paul winked at me after giving me a smirk.

*Sigh* He just had to ruin the moment with his big mouth.

A nurse comes to get me once we're all checked in. I glance back at Paul one last time before going to the back. Taking a deep breath in I mentally prepare myself.

Paul's POV

I nervously look at my watch. It’s been 45 minutes already, why hasn’t she come out yet? If that doc messed anything up, today will be his last day practicing. Five more minutes pass and I get up to ask the front desk what’s taking so long. Before I reach the window, I can smell and hear Y/N coming.

The first glance at her made my heart turn to mush. The way she looked so out of it and helpless, reminded me of a drunk Y/N. But this drunk version of Y/N had regressed to a helpless toddler. Two nurses were holding onto her arms, trying their best to help her walk and make sure she didn’t fall to the ground. Apparently, Y/N was so out of it she didn’t know how to walk properly. The nurses were trying to get Y/N to lock her knees so that she wouldn’t collapse and take two nurses down with her. Deciding to put the nurses out of their misery, I walked up and took Y/N from them.

“Thank you, guys! I’m sorry for the trouble she caused you!” I waved them goodbye and they watched me now struggle to get a drugged up Y/N 50ft to our car.

We finally made it to the car and Y/N seemed to be slipping in and out of consciousness. Once I got her seatbelt on I encountered a new problem. Y/N kept flopping down to her left. Boy was her neck going to hurt when she woke up.

As we are about five minutes away from the office, Y/N jumps up from slouching, startling me to death. She turns her head slowly towards me and I see a look of confusion hidden by her glazed eyes.

In a muffled voice thanks to the gauze, she quietly asks, “Who are you?!”

I chuckle in my head. Out loud I tell her, “I’m Paul, your boyfriend.”

She gasps as best as she could and exclaims, “ You are?!” She then proceeds to slump back down as quickly as she jumped up earlier.

This is going to be so much fun. I glance over at her periodically. A smile is plastered on my face as I study her features. Her cheeks are protruding from the gauze in her mouth, giving her the essence of a chipmunk stuffing their mouth.

Suddenly, Y/N pops back up and stares at me with her deer in the headlight eyes. “Who are you?!”

Laughing once again, I tell her, “ I’m Paul, your boyfriend.” I wonder how many times we’ll go through this charade.

Surprised yet again, Y/N slumps back down into unconsciousness.

30 minutes pass and I think Y/N has allowed a deep sleep to take over. Boy was I wrong. Without warning yet again for what felt like the 20th time, my little chipmunk pops up again scaring the ever-loving Jesus out of me.

I hear her sniffing as if searching for something. Her face lights up like a child’s on Christmas Day. “I smell pizza!”

“You can’t have pizza. We have some soup for you at home.” As I give Y/N the news, her face quickly morphs into the face of a child being told no for the first time in their life. My heart broke at the sight of her face. I would give her all the pizza in the world to make her smile.

As if forgetting her discovery of pizza, Y/N takes another quick sniff and shouts, “ I smell pasta!” She’s clapping her hands with the biggest grin on her face.

Again I have to break her spirits and tell her about the soup. Instead of smelling something else, Y/N quickly slumps back into the unknown. Peace engulfs the car.

After about 5 more times of Y/N popping up and smelling foods, we finally make it to our apartment. Remembering how difficult it was to get her to walk with the nurses, dread came over me at the realization that we live on the 3rd floor of our complex and we don’t have an elevator. If at all possible, I wanted to avoid picking Y/N up like a rag doll. I didn’t feel like cleaning up puke this early in the morning. I make my way to Y/N’s side of the car. I gently shake her to wake her up.

Startled, she stares behind me, looking around. “ Where are we?”

“We are at home! Time to get you upstairs!” I make a motion to grab her right arm to support her. As I try and support Y/N with one arm, I silently curse myself for injuring my right arm. Even with my super wolf powers, to say that my left arm was severely lacking compared to my right was an understatement.

The first few steps towards our complex gave me false hope. Things seemed to be going fine, except Y/N kept blacking out. We almost fell face forward when she blanked out mid-step up the curb. If our neighbors saw us right now, they would definitely call the cops on me thinking I drugged Y/N and was going to do something bad to her. I would never in a million years do something as disgusting as that. People like that are cowards and should be destroyed.

We finally make it to the stairs after fumbling for a good 5 minutes only to have traveled a couple of feet. I stare up at the 3 flights of stairs we have to take, the journey looking daunting. Fed up with how slow and how little progress we have made, I decide to throw Y/N over my shoulder and walk up the stairs. I made sure to take the stairs slowly, trying not to push my luck, there would be no puke to clean up so help me God.

Three flights of stairs later and we land at our apartment. I set Y/N down and we make it to our bedroom. I stopped her right before the bed and tell her to turn and sit down hoping that she’ll turn and sit on the bed. Apparently, all she heard was sit, and down she slumped to the floor, almost taking me with her. As I huffed getting up, I stared at her sweet blissful face, almost getting mad at her, almost. I won’t admit it to Y/N, but I had more than half a mind to leave her on the floor. But I couldn’t do that to my precious Y/N. Trying again, I pick her up off the floor and I am able to successfully get her top front half onto the bed. Although it may look like she was being smothered, I took it as a small victory. That is until she started sliding back off of the bed. Quickly I used my good arm and knee to stop her from undoing all of my hard work. I slide her body onto the bed and take off her shoes. Immediately after getting her right shoe off, she flips over in the blink of an eye. I leap to the other side of the bed, praying she doesn’t roll off before I get there. Thankfully, our bed is king-sized, stopping her from exerting too much energy to continue rolling. Instead, her final position has her spread out like a starfish, on top of the covers with her goofy smile front and center. Needing a drink after this fiasco, I head to the kitchen and grab myself a beer. I slouch on the couch next to our husky, Meliodas, thinking of all the stories I can’t wait to tell Y/N when she wakes up.

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merakiaes · 4 years

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CRIMINAL MINDS

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Jack Sparrow

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Steve Crain

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Dan Torrence (Doctor Sleep)

Detective David Loki (Prisoners)

Floyd Lawton (Arrow)

Smitty Ryker (Hacksaw Ridge)

Captain James Nicholls (War Horse)

Sam Drake (Uncharted)

Daryl Dixon (The Walking Dead)

Rick Flag (Suicide Squad)

Nathan Prescott (Life Is Strange)

Sweet Pea (Riverdale - first season only)

Jace Wayland (The Mortal Instruments, 2013)

Murtagh Morzansson (Eragon)

Jason Lee Scott (Power Rangers, 2017)

Jesse Zeklos (Vampire Academy)

Matt Campbell (The Haunting in Connecticut)

Nick Jones (House of Wax)

Ludovica Storti (Baby)

Reid Garwin (The Covenant)

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country-clubs-gf · 3 years

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Would you mind doing a Paul Lahote or Embry Call x plus size reader imagine? If you have the time, I mean?

Of course!! I will do your request with Embry because he’s such a sweetie and I feel like he fits this request best!

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Unconditionally- An Embry Call Imagine

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You couldn’t believe it.

You couldn’t believe a guy like Embry could love you the way that he says he does. You felt you weren’t deserving of that kind of love.

In the beginning of your relationship with him, you struggled with that a lot. You tried to push back the negative thoughts, but it got tough.

You knew you weren’t super skinny like a lot of other girls. You had curves and thick thighs, and sometimes you felt insecure when looking at all the models on tv and social media.

As the relationship went on, you grew more confident and comfortable in your own skin. Embry made you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world, and you began to believe it yourself. You were forever grateful to him for that. You came to love yourself, and you were changed for the better.

However, even with that newfound confidence, you struggled to let him in completely, the way one should when in a serious relationship like you two were, and you could tell it frustrated Embry sometimes. But you couldn’t help it. Sometimes the insecurities you had before your relationship came back from time to time.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered in your ear, his arms sneaking around your waist, hugging your curves as you stared at your reflection in the mirror. He kissed your neck lovingly.

You wriggle out his grasp and sigh, walking away from him, suddenly feeling those insecurities slip back up.

“Why won’t you believe me?” You hear him ask behind you. The hurt in his voice is heartbreaking, so you force yourself to turn around and look him in the eye.

“Please, just don’t,” you tell him. He shakes his head.

“No, I just wish you could see what I see. I wish you thought you were beautiful, too. You are absolutely stunning to me, and it’s not just me who thinks that either. Believe me,” he tells you.

“I have to go,” you tell him. You can see the confusion in his eyes when he hears that.

“What? Why? You just got here an hour ago,” he says.

“I just have to go,” you repeat. He hesitantly steps closer to you, almost as if you’re a wounded animal and he’s unsure of your reaction.

“Please don’t go. Talk to me. I’m trying to understand you, trying to tear down some of your walls, but it’s almost impossible. You make it impossible. Why won’t you let me in the way I let you in?” He questions, and you can hear the concern and sincerity in his voice.

You’ve always thought Embry was too good for you. From his chiseled jawline and prominent cheekbones and fit physique, you thought he was simply perfect. You never understood why he picked you when he could have anyone.

“You just don’t get it. You never will, so why do you try? I love you, I really do, I just struggle sometimes. I need you to be patient with me,” you tell him.

“Be patient with you? I’ve been patient this whole time. It’s been almost a year, (Y/N), and you still haven’t fully let me in! Don’t you trust me?” He asks, hurt filling his eyes.

“Of course I trust you!” You yell at him in an attempt to make him believe you.

You trust Embry with every cell in your body. He’s never given you a reason not to. So to hear him questioning that trust is concerning to you.

“Then why have we been stuck in this position for the past 11 months? I can only take so much, (Y/N). I’m starting to feel like you don’t feel the same way about me that I feel about you, and it’s killing me,” he reveals. At this point you feel as though he doesn’t want to do this anymore, which hurts you. But you don’t want him to see that.

So you say the only thing that won’t make you seem vulnerable and weak. “Then maybe we should take a break.” You blurt out, instantly regretting it.

The truth is, you don’t know how to fully let Embry in. You’ve never been in a relationship like this. In fact, you’ve never really been the type to date.

The last thing you want to do is push Embry away and risk losing him for good. But your relationship with him has been on the rocks lately and you feel that it’s in both of your best interest to take a moment to reflect on all of it.

You struggle to meet his eyes. His face dropped at your words and you felt a sharp pain in your heart at the sight of it.

“What?” His voice cracks as he speaks. He steps back from you a little, and you can tell he’s having a hard time taking all of this in.

“I just think our relationship hasn’t been what it used to be. We’ve been arguing a lot and it’s gotten hard. I think we both just need a few days to reflect on it. I am in no way breaking up with you, I just think we both need to clear our heads so we can come back to each other and get back to the way things were,” you tell him, hoping that will patch the situation up a bit.

“Is that really what you want? You want a break? (Y/N), couples argue. It’s normal, it’s not something to take a break over. We can fix this, you just need to let me in,” he finally says after a long pause.

“Embry, I’m still learning how to do that. Couples fight, but they don’t fight as much as we have been lately. I’m not saying I want a long break, I’m saying just a couple days to clear our minds. That’s all,” you shrug.

“Fine, but this isn’t what I wanted. Let yourself out,” he retorts and walks past you, bumping your shoulder on the way out.

Your eyes sting with tears as Embry slams the front door shut. You grab your keys and phone and walk out the front door.

Before you get in your car, you look around to see where Embry went. You spot him running towards the woods in full speed, seemingly desperate to get away from you.

You sigh and get in your car and drive away. The whole drive home you questioned if you made the right decision for your relationship. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time. You just needed some time to allow yourself to let Embry in without him getting frustrated that you aren’t doing that already.

He had been really patient with you thus far, and you considered yourself lucky that he was. But you can’t help but worry that his patience is growing thin.

You wondered if your relationship was strong enough to endure this hardship you two were facing.

~~~

Two weeks.

It had been two weeks since you’d last heard from Embry and you were worried sick. You’d called him, texted him, left voicemails. Nothing.

He even stopped coming to school. Everyday you would look at the empty seat he used to claim in first period, wishing he would miraculously show up there. You’d glance at his locker in the hallway, checking to see if he was only skipping the class he had with you. But he was never there.

People started asking you where he was and if he was coming back. You hated it because it was a constant reminder that you might’ve lost him for good.

This wasn’t like him. He never ignored you like this. He never even missed a class. You were beginning to wonder if you took it too far by asking for a small break. You worried you’d never see him again. It was like he disappeared.

A life without Embry was unimaginable.

You never intended for this to happen. So you decided to do something about it.

You called Jacob Black, a close friend of both you and Embry. Jacob actually introduced you to Embry. Seeing as he was both of y’all’s mutual friend, it made sense.

You thought maybe he would know what was going on with Embry.

After the third ring, he answered the phone. “(Y/N)? What’s up?”

“Hey, Jake, are you busy? I really need to talk to you about something.” I told him.

“No, I’m just in the shop working on a bike for Bella. Come on over,” he said.

After about twenty minutes of driving, you pulled into Jacob’s driveway. You made your way into the shop where you were relieved to find just Jacob. You weren’t the biggest fan of Bella after seeing what she was doing to Jacob, so you were really hoping she wouldn’t be here.

He looked up when he heard your footsteps on the gravel. “Hey, (Y/N)!” He stopped what he was doing and stood up, a smile beaming on his face as he made his way over to you and gave you one of his warm hugs.

“Hey, Jacob. Thanks for having me over,” you tell him.

“You’re always welcome here. You don’t even have to ask! So what did you need to talk to me about?” He asks.

You sigh heavily, thinking about everything that’s happened the past couple weeks.

“Have you heard from Embry at all?” You questioned, nervous for his response. If he had heard from Embry, that meant Embry was just ignoring you. The mere thought of that scared you.

He shakes his head. “No I haven’t. I’ve texted him a few times but he never answered. I figured he was just busy with you, until I noticed he stopped showing up at school, too. Are you two alright?” He asks.

You’re relieved at his response, but not completely relieved. What if something bad happened to him?

“Well, I thought we were. I felt guilty because I’ve always had a problem with letting people completely in and I could tell he was getting frustrated, so I told him I just wanted a break for a couple days to clear our heads and he got mad and stormed out. I haven’t heard from him since. It’s been two weeks, Jacob. I’m really worried.” You reveal, biting your lip anxiously.

Jacob sighs, running his fingers through his long hair.

“Well I can see why you’d be worried. I’m worried, too. This is really not like him,” he says.

“Yes, I know that. I don’t know what to do next,” you sigh.

“Wanna figure that out while you ride with me to get some more parts for the bike?” He asks.

“Sure, we can do that,” you agree.

“Great, let’s go then,” he says. You both hop in your car and start down the road.

“So you’re helping Bella with those bikes? Seems like you’re the one doing all the work,” you say to him.

He looks at you and scoffs. “Yeah, well she doesn’t know much about the mechanics of bikes, okay? Plus I don’t mind the company,” he tells me, a smirk growing on his face.

You shake your head at his cheesiness. “You’re too good for her, Jacob. Just don’t get too blinded by that girl. What do you see in her anyway?” You pry.

“I’m not getting blinded, (Y/N). And it’s hard to explain. You don’t know her like I do.” He tells you.

Just then you spot four boys on the big cliff that’s visible from the main road. You quickly pull over once you see one of them get pushed off by the other three.

“Oh my God, did you see that?!” You ask Jacob, hurriedly unbuckling your seatbelt and getting out of the car.

Jacob starts laughing and you give him a confused look.

“They’re not hurting him, (Y/N), they’re cliffdiving. It’s a total rush. Most of us do it from further down, but we leave the showing off to Sam and his disciples,” he answers.

“What? That’s crazy. Do you know who all is over there?” You ask, moving closer to the edge of the road so you can see better.

“Well I know Jared and Paul started following Sam, but I don’t recognize that other guy. Hold on, let me see,” he moves closer and squints, trying to see their faces better.

You look, too, and then quickly recognize the figure you know all too well, even from this far away.

“Embry.” You breathe.

At first you were happy and relieved to see that he was okay. But then the anger and confusion set in. Why was he skipping school to hangout with these random guys? Why wasn’t he answering your calls? You made it very clearly you didn’t want to break up.

And here he is cliffdiving with some guys he barely knows. Who is this person? Embry would never skip school to do reckless things like this.

At least not the Embry you knew...

You were beginning to think you didn’t know him anymore.

“Yea, that is him, isn’t it?” Jacob looks like he can’t believe it either. He turns to looks at you with pity in his eyes. “I’m so sorry.”

You just stand there, taking in the scene in front of you, still not believing your eyes.

You couldn’t believe he seemed to be perfectly fine and having fun while you’d been moping in your room, unable to think about anything else.

You watch as Embry gracefully dives off the cliff and lands in the water. You shake your head and trudge back over to your car.

“Let’s go,” you tell Jacob sternly, wanting to get away from there.

He gets in the car and you drive off, the image of Embry and his seemingly new lifestyle burning in your mind.

~~~

You drop Jacob back off at his shop a couple hours later.

“Thanks for taking me. I’m sorry about Embry. I hope you two are able to work things out,” Jacob tells me, sincerity in his eyes.

“Thanks, Jake. And thank you for taking my mind off things for a little while. It was nice,” I tell him. He smiles his big smile and hugs me.

“Anytime. Drive safe, (Y/N).” He tells me and gets out of the car.

I drive off, debating whether or not I just go home or go to Embry’s and demand answers. He owes you that much, right? After almost a year of being together, you’d think you were worth an explanation, right?

You decide once and for all to just go to Embry’s. You were tired of wondering.

As soon as you pull into his driveway, you get out and practically run to the door. You knock, hoping it’s Embry that opens the door.

The door opens to reveal Embry. His hair is still wet from jumping off the cliff, he’s shirtless and his hair is much shorter than it was last time you saw him.

You look up and meet his eyes. Those familiar brown eyes that you love getting lost in so much.

Only, the second your eyes meet, he freezes. He steps back a little and grabs his chest, his eyes widening, seeming to be overwhelmed by the sight of you.

He’s not the only one. You’re so overwhelmed by all the emotions racing through you. You’re so mad at him for ignoring you and just seeing him brings back everything you’ve ever felt for him. You don’t know where to begin.

“I-I uh,” you start, but can’t seem to find the words to say. He doesn’t seem to be able to either because he is still standing there clutching his chest.

You finally find the courage to tell him what you’re really thinking.

“Where have you been?! Why haven’t I heard from you in two weeks? Do you not want to be with me anymore? Why are you suddenly hanging out with Sam and his cult??” You yell all of this at him in one breath, letting your anger and frustration take you over.

His eyes widen even more, if that was even possible, and he looks like his breath got knocked right out of him.

You don’t have any patience anymore, so you continue,” answer me, Embry!”

“I-I, um, I couldn’t talk to you before,” he finally blurts out.

This confused you even more. “You couldn’t talk to me? Or you just didn’t want to?” You question further.

“I couldn’t, it was Sam’s orders. But now I can tell you! Now this is going to sound absolutely crazy and you might not believe me but it’s the truth. I’m a werewolf and Sam is the alpha so we have to obey his orders,” he tells you. His eyes search yours for any sign of understanding.

“You’re what?” You ask, not expecting that to come out of his mouth.

“Yes, and that’s not all. You might want to sit down for this part,” he says, leading you to the swing that’s on the front porch.

You both sit down and you turn your body towards his, eager for an explanation to the madness he was telling you.

“I, um, I sort of imprinted on you, just now. It happens when we make eye contact with our soulmates for the first time after we phase. I know we’ve had our problems in the past but I really want to make this work. Actually, we have to make this work because now I know I’m meant to be with you,” he says, taking your hands in his.

You’re still stunned by everything he just said. He’s a werewolf? Sam is the alpha? Is that why he had to skip school? Is that why all the boys that follow Sam had to skip? You’re his soulmate? It’s all a lot to take in at once and it has left you speechless.

“I know you’re having a hard time letting me in completely, and I get that. I’m trying to be patient, but it’s hard when I see you in a completely different way than you do. I don’t want you to compare yourself to other girls because I love you. I love everything about you and your body and I just wish you did too. I will spend the rest of my life trying to get you to see yourself the way that I do. You’re beautiful, (Y/N). Your curves are one of my favorite things about you. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Please forgive me for growing impatient and seemingly ditching you. I promise not a second passed that I didn’t want to run to you with open arms.” He says, and at this point you’re crying.

You’re crying because the love you feel for him is overwhelming. You’re crying because you’re so happy that you two are working out. You can’t imagine life without him and the last few weeks have been pure hell.

“Of course I forgive you, how could I not? Somehow you’ve managed to always make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. And now I believe I am, too. I don’t want to live in this world without you. I love you, Embry,” you tell him and wrap your arms around his neck. He kisses the side of your head and hugs you as hard as he can.

He looks you in the eyes and says,” I love you too, unconditionally.”

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Y’all this was so cheesy, and super long! I guess I get carried away when I write!

*Side note: I just want y’all to know that plus size people should NOT feel bad about themselves because every body type is beautiful. I am in no way trying to offend anyone in this imagine. This is just how I interpreted the imagine going.

Anyway it feels so good to get back to writing again. Requests are open!

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royaltysuite · 2 years

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I posted 26 times in 2021

14 posts created (54%)

12 posts reblogged (46%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 0.9 posts.

I added 36 tags in 2021

#twilight imagine - 5 posts

#twilight - 4 posts

#twilight new moon - 4 posts

#paul lahote - 4 posts

#paul lahote x reader - 4 posts

#twilight fanfiction - 3 posts

#sam uley - 3 posts

#twilight x reader - 3 posts

#new story alert - 3 posts

#plus size - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 40 characters

#just needed to get this out of my system

My Top Posts in 2021

Y/n: Sam, when you first saw me, what was your thought?

Sam: 'Wow, that is one big bird'

Y/n: What the fuck,Sam?

Quil: If it makes you feel better, you're a beautiful big bird.

Y/n: Quil,go back in your corner and don't come out until I say so

Quil: How long will that be?

Y/n: Shut up or I cut your d**k off, Quil

Quil: Gotcha. *walks to said corner*

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In the Beginning (Sam x Reader x Paul)

Chapter 1

Adrenaline. That was all I felt when I ran through the woods to escape my kind. Quickly turning to hide behind a tree, I pressed myself as close as I could. Making sure to tuck in my wings, I sucked in my breath as I heard multiple footsteps getting closer to my location.

"You, check over there. And you, check around here while I go this way. The prisoner must be found alive or we all die." A male voice echoed in authority before it faded away. The person he spoke to grunted in response and made his way closer to me.

'Ok, I need to take him out before I'm found. I can't afford to go back, not after everything I've been through.' I thought to myself before forming a plan to distract the guard behind me.

Bending down as quietly as possible, I picked up a large-enough rock and chucked it to the right of me, hitting a tree with a loud thunk. The guard turned his head at the sound and I peeked out from the tree to see him walking towards the noise.

Taking this opportunity, I bolted out from the tree in the opposite direction as he realized that I wasn't there. As soon as he turned back around and saw me, I had already vanished behind the tree-line and into the thick fog of the woods.

As I blindly made my way through the dense woods, I heard the all too familiar sound of his call, alerting the other guards that he's found me. "Shit, shit! I can't go back." Hissing under my breath, I pushed forward even faster before tripping over a pile of rotten wood.

Landing harshly on the damp ground, I shouted in pain and rolled over to get back on my feet before I was pinned, my arms pulled behind my back. "Gotcha, you little bitch." Ryker, the head guard muttered, pulling my arms back even harder, making me scream in agony as I tried to struggle and fight him.

Laughing at my attempts to free myself, Ryker reached for his restraints but stopped, hearing growls coming from behind him. Turning his head towards the growls, he was quickly taken to the ground by what looked to be a wolf, its deep, midnight black coat shining in the moonlight.

It began to bite and tear into Ryker as he failed to hold it off. This struggle lasted not too long before Ryker landed a hit on the wolf's muzzle and taking off into the sky. "This isn't over, Y/n! You will atone for your crimes!" He shouted, his voice fading into the night.

Rolling onto my back, I went limp and waited for the wolf to attack me. It got closer to my body before howling and running into the trees. I let out a sigh and stared up into the sky, just wanting to shut my eyes. Before I could, I heard the howls of even more wolves getting closer.

Lifting my head to see my demise, I was surprised to see a group of men instead as they ventured closer to me. Once they surrounded themselves around me, I weakly reached my hand out. "Please.......help me......" I whimpered before shutting my eyes shut as the adrenaline made its way out of my body and my arm fell back to my side.

Before I could lose full consciousness, I heard one of the men speak. "Paul, grab the girl. The rest of you, see if those guys are still in the vicinity. If they are, take them out. Now, go and Paul, follow me back to Emily's. This girl needs help." He spoke.

And with that, everything at blank.

Author's Note: Hey guys, I'm back with a new story. I decided to push this out before I forgot about it since I didn't write it down. In this story, I'm going to try and stay as close to the canon story as possible, but it will be different since the protagonist isn't strictly human, shapeshifter or vampire. They are, in a way, a cross between a harpy and an elf. Also, as mentioned in the title, this is a story triangle between Sam, Paul and you, the reader. Meaning that Paul is not with his canon imprint and Sam isn't with Emily. Emily will still be apart of the storyline, just as the pack mother and mate/imprint of a different OC that I have in mind. Maybe she'll get with our current antagonist, Ryker. Who knows? Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy and send me any suggestions that you want added to the story. With that being said, Stay Classy.

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Y/n: *pointing at Sang-woo and Gi-Hun* ~Two bros chilling in a hot tub. Five feet apart cuz they're not gay🏳️‍🌈~

Sang-woo: Are you on drugs, Y/n?

Gi-Hun: *to himself* Am I gay?

Sang-woo: Hyung, no......

Y/n: Ayy😎

95 notes • Posted 2021-10-29 15:53:43 GMT

Jun-Ho: Babe, get on the bed and into position. I'm feeling frisky tonight😏😏

Y/n: Ohh, yes sir~~

-Time skip 30 minutes later-

Jun-Ho: GOD DAMNIT, Y/N. JUST LET ME WIN ALREADY!!!

Y/n: Nope. This is the third time you stepped on my property. Pay up, sucker🤑

98 notes • Posted 2021-10-29 04:36:09 GMT

Salesman: Would you like to play a game, Y/n L/n?

Y/n: *mumbles under their breath* would you like to be in my bed?

Salesman: What was that?

Y/n: Nothing😳

Gi-hun: *sighs* this bitch....

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Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

You know, there was always one thing that has always kept me going through my life. It was writing. Writing about the things I loved helped me escape into a world when reality got too tough. I remember when I was 8 or 9, I would always create these magnificent, amazing worlds in my head and I was always sad when reality pulled me back into its cold hands.

Nowadays, I think back to those times and say to myself, "We made it so far and now, let's go even further." . I just want to thank you all for being so supportive and I hope that you could continue being supportive throughout this experience. Stay Classy~~~

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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daddyslittleone65-blog · 5 years

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So...

So. For some reason lately, I have been major crushing on Paul Lahote/Alex Meraz, and I seriously want a like a short imagine collection/fan fiction novel to read based on a plus size reader x Paul. If anybody would be willing to write it for me, I would love you forever,and pay you back in any legal way possible. The idea of it just makes me wanna...you know...

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blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms · 7 years

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Beautiful - Paul Lahote

Pairing: Paul Lahote x Reader

Characters: Paul Lahote, Emily Young, Sam Uley

Warnings: Mentions of weight issues.

Request: Anon: “Can you do a Paul Lahote imagine where the reader is plus size”

Word Count: 593

Author: Hannah

You’d never been ashamed of your weight.

Sometimes, you wondered what it would be like if you were a little slimmer but you loved yourself and enjoyed the way you looked.

Of course, there were people that made harsh comments and all throughout your school days you were picked on but you rose above it because those people weren’t meant to be in your life.

One person, however, was very much meant to be in your life.

Paul had changed your life for the better.

He had been there through everything; you met him in your last year of school, as you met Jacob first because he was friends with a guy in your class and you bumped into him after school.

As you slowly got to know Jacob, he introduced you to the pack and Paul imprinted on you causing you to be fully welcomed into the pack without complaints.

To begin with, people at your school often questioned why a guy who was in such shape was with you but you didn’t care about those comments.

Sure, they stung every so often but you knew that Paul loved how you looked so that was all that mattered to you.

Whilst the guys were up and cliff diving, you had taken refuge on the beach with Emily whilst the two of you were eating and just talking.

“How far have you gotten with the wedding planning Em?” you asked as you watched Sam dive down, followed by your boyfriend.

She sighed, “Honestly? We don’t even have a reception venue yet or an idea where we are actually going to get married.”

Leaning back on your hands, you looked at her in thought, “How about getting married on the beach? We are here practically every day if the guys are allowed, and it’s our land.”

Her smile told you she liked your suggestion, “Oh Y/N – that sounds so perfect,” she gushed with a smile on her face.

You were about to talk again but Paul came over and shook his wet hair over you “Oh you’re so gross!”

He chuckled, taking a seat next to you “Come on Baby, you’ve had worse,” he joked with a smirk on his face.

You shoved him so he fell over before turning back to Emily “I’m not too sure about the reception though Em.”

“Reception? What are you two on about?” your boyfriend questioned out of confusion.

“Trying to help Em with her wedding planning.”

Sam soon arrived, and held his hand out to Emily “Shall we go for a walk?”

She nodded her head, smiling at you and Paul momentarily before taking Sam’s hand and the two of them headed off.

You turned to Paul, “I love the idea of weddings.”

He chuckled “Maybe we should get married,” he suggested, lying back down on the sand.

“Is that a proposal Lahote?”

Once again, he chuckled, “Not yet Baby but I am not ruling the idea out.”

“It’d be difficult finding a wedding dress to fit me,” you stated as you looked out at sea.

Before he even responded, Paul had wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you down so that you were hovering over him “Then we’ll get one custom made.”

You scoffed “Imagine the money that would cost though,” you reminded him.

He rolled his eyes “Money is no object when it comes to you Baby.”

He gently placed his hand on the back of your neck, pulling you down to kiss him.

“You have always been, and always will be, beautiful”

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littlemessyjessi · 6 years

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“Lost Puppy”: Paul Lahote (Twilight) Imagine

Paul Lahote Imagine/Headcanons Paul Lahote x Plus Size Reader, Paul Lahote x PS Reader, Imprinting, Fall Imagine

Imagine Paul imprints on you...

It happened in a corn maze

So let's just set the scene for you

It's dark.

You're fucking rude ass friends just LEFT you

You'd been at work all day

You were irritated

You were now alone

Admittedly a little cold because damn it if the sun going down wasn't in your favor

And you were LOST

Admittedly...you were getting a little spooked

It didn't help that you saw this guy earlier who was just staring at you

I mean, he was hot

But homie just stared you down

Like, what the fuck, bro?

Creepy ass.

And then it's like you keep seeing him around every corner

You're getting a little freaked out

I mean, who can blame you?

It's dark

You're alone

You're lost in a fucking corn maze of all places!

And by god, if you make it out alive you're strangling your friends for insisting on going to this thing at night and then deserting you!

And then this GUY just keeps

He literally appears out of no where

You. Freak. the. fuck. out.

Stabbed him with your keys, lol.

Blasted him with pepper spray.

Screamed at the top of your fucking lungs

Kicked the hell out of him

And then fucking bolted

I mean, god bless your soul, you were like a bat out of hell

And damn him if he didn't come out of no where again.

Built ass chest and arms got you around the waist and haul you to a stop

You're trying to stab him with your house key again and he's just like so done

"Hey! Wait a damn minute!"

"I will not wait a god damn minute for you to either kill me or rape me! Or both! Fuck you!"

"I'm not gonna rape you! Or kill you!" He said and really had no issue with wrangling your ass down into submission

Home boy was built as fuck and strong as an ox

In reality, if he did actually want to do those things...he could've

But damn you if you were going down easy

"Chill out." he chuckled. "I just noticed you were lost. I was gonna offer you a way out."

"Because you've been stalking me!" you snapped. "What the fuck? You stare me down the second you see and then follow me around like a damn stalker?"

"It was less stalker and more of a lost puppy." he said and scratched the back of his neck. "You're literally the most beautiful person I've ever laid eyes on. You shocked. And then I just kept moving when you moved. It's like you've got me on a leash."

You narrowed your eyes at him as he seem to laugh at some kind of private joke

"Well, maybe next time try a simple - Hey, I'm-"

"Paul" he supplied. "Hey, I'm Paul."

You blew a breath out through your nose, "I'm- I'm - I'm fucking irritated. And hungry. Please take me out of this damn maze and help me find the stand for funnel cakes. If not I'm eating you in the next fifteen minutes." you said.

He nodded ahead of him, "Come on."

Something moved in the corn behind you and you lurched forward to grab a hold of his arm.

"I still don't trust you really but it's fucking dark and I've had like no sleep. Please protect me from the imaginary monsters I'm creating."

Paul didn't tell you of how you were latched on to a monster at the moment

He just pulled your rather tight grip from his arm and wrapped it around you.

"I'll protect you, sweetheart."

"Please find food. Now." you insisted and Paul was suddently very glad for both his sense of direction and smell

Maybe being a wolf wasn't so bad afterall

Not if he got you

And at the rate that he saw you tear into your precious funnel cake later...he'd say that the universe had made an excellent choice.

Heeeeey, smoochies! I hope you liked this little Paul imagine/headcanons/requests! If you did please be sure to let me know in the comment section! Happy Reading!

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