#seth clearwater x gender neutral reader

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Wolf pack X Gn!reader prompt

Reader can’t sleep so they decided to text (your preferred characters) that they aren’t tired.

It was only soon after sent as ‘seen’ and the reader is confused why, that was until they hear a knock on their window only to see them shirtless.

Reader opens the door and lets them in only to be pushed in bed and starts cuddling each other!

Reader then falls asleep beside them😌

We will be using Seth because he gives off major puppy vibes like he would be there in a heartbeat

↱ whenever, wherever, however ↰

➘ summary : Seth will always be there for his partner, no matter how faraway they maybe, where their at or who their with. If there’s a will then theirs a way

➘ Seth Clearwater x gender neutral reader

➘ a/n : remember guys, if he wanted to he would find a way

The room was shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the faint glow of a phone screen. (Y/N) lay in bed, tossing and turning as sleep eluded them. The soft hum of the night surrounded them, and the digital clock on the bedside table blinked 1:23 AM.

With a sigh, (Y/N) reached for their phone, their fingers dancing across the screen as they opened a message to their boyfriend, Seth.

(Y/N): Hey, you up?

It didn't take long for a reply to come through, the notification casting a pale light across the room.

Seth: Yeah, I'm still awake. Why're you up?

(Y/N) hesitated, fingers hovering over the virtual keyboard before they started typing.

(Y/N): I can't seem to sleep. Just not tired, I guess.

(Y/N) stared at their phone for a moment after sending the text, a flicker of confusion crossing their features. Seth's usually swift responses were nowhere to be found, leaving them wondering if he had indeed fallen asleep.

Just as they were about to set their phone aside and attempt to get some rest, a soft but distinct tapping sound echoed in the quiet of the night. The noise was coming from their window. (Y/N)'s eyes widened, their heart pounding with surprise as they glanced towards the source of the sound.

Hesitating only for a moment, (Y/N) got up from their bed, their feet padding softly across the floor. Their curiosity piqued, they approached the window cautiously, pulling back the curtain to reveal the unexpected sight.

There, outside the window, stood Seth. His bare chest was illuminated by the moonlight, his breath visible in the crisp night air. His out-of-breath grin was infectious, and (Y/N) couldn't help but feel a mixture of surprise and amusement.

As their eyes met, Seth's grin widened, and he pressed his hand against the glass as if reaching out to them. "Let me in, babe. It's cold out here."

(Y/N)'s surprise gave way to a bemused smile as they quickly unlocked the window and pushed it open. The cool night air rushed in, but it was accompanied by the warmth of Seth's presence. "What on earth are you doing here?"

Seth climbed through the window, his movements slightly awkward due to his haste. Once he was inside, he stood up straight, his expression a mix of sheepishness and excitement. "Well, since you said you couldn't sleep, I thought I'd bring the company to you."

(Y/N)'s amusement grew, and they couldn't help but shake their head at his antics. "You couldn't just send another text?"

Seth chuckled, his eyes locking onto theirs with affection. "Where's the fun in that?"

With a soft laugh, (Y/N) closed the window behind Seth, the warmth of their room enveloping them both. "You're something else, you know that?"

Seth's grin remained as he stepped closer, his arms wrapping around (Y/N)'s waist. "Just doing my part to make sure you're not up alone."

As his warmth seeped into (Y/N), they leaned into his embrace, their forehead resting against his. "I appreciate it, Seth. It's nice to have you here."

Seth's gaze softened, his fingers gently lifting their chin. "I'll always be here for you, (Y/N). Even if it means showing up at your window in the middle of the night."

The tenderness in his words was undeniable, and (Y/N) felt a rush of gratitude for the unity they shared. With Seth by their side, even the sleepless nights seemed a little less daunting.

As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside seemed to fade away. The night was cold, but their connection was warm, reminding them that even in the darkness, unity and love had the power to light up their lives.

Seth's playful strength surprised (Y/N) as he gently pushed them both back onto the bed, their laughter filling the room. Their bodies relaxed into the mattress, the comfort of their shared space enveloping them.

As their laughter subsided, Seth's head lowered, coming to rest against (Y/N)'s. He looked at them with a mixture of fondness and concern. "You know, we should really try to get some sleep. Staying up too late can mess with your everyday routine."

(Y/N) couldn't help but chuckle at his earnestness, his concern endearing. "Oh, come on, Seth. One restless night won't harm me."

Seth's lips curved into a smile, and he let out a gentle sigh. "You're probably right, but I still don't want you to be tired. You know how important it is to take care of yourself."

(Y/N) met his gaze, their fingers reaching out to gently brush against his cheek. "I appreciate your concern, Seth. It's sweet.”

Seth's eyes held a warmth that mirrored the depth of his feelings. "I care about you, (Y/N). Your well-being matters to me."

The sincerity in his voice tugged at (Y/N)'s heartstrings, reminding them of the unity they shared and the depth of their connection. "I know, and I'm lucky to have you looking out for me."

Seth's fingers intertwined with theirs, their hands creating a bridge between them. "Just promise me that if you start feeling too tired, you'll take a break and rest."

(Y/N) leaned in, their foreheads touching once again as they smiled at each other. "Deal. I'll take care of myself."

Seth's smile widened, and he pressed a soft kiss to their forehead. "Good. Now, let's try to get some sleep, okay?"

With Seth's presence beside them, (Y/N) felt a sense of reassurance. As they closed their eyes, they could feel the weight of the night lifting, replaced by a soothing calm. The unity they shared wasn't just about being together; it was about caring for each other's well-being, understanding the importance of rest and rejuvenation.

In the darkness of the room, (Y/N) felt Seth's presence beside them, a reminder that they were never alone. The world outside might be quiet, but the unity they shared spoke volumes, promising that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together.

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[bumblesimagines]

“then shut up and kiss me already.”

- Paul Lahote

“then shut up and kiss me already.” changed this line a bit

pronouns: they/them, gender neutral

It'd been a devastating and hectic month for the Clearwater household. From the unexpected passing of your father to your siblings suddenly shifting, it seemed as if you couldn't catch a break. You had to pause your life in California to return to Washington out of grief and concern for your family, having to put in a notice at your job and assure friends and colleagues you were alright.

But you most certainly weren't.

Even with Leah being a year older than you, responsibility always seemed to fall on your shoulders and thus you were left to pick up the pieces. From ensuring Sam was willing to keep an eye on your siblings to planning the funeral with your mother, your time back in La Push felt more like work than anything else.

Which was why, you found yourself at the beach, feet covered by cool sand and wind gently caressing your skin. The beach had been the best part of living in La Push. The sound of the waves always helped back in high school, back when life felt equally as chaotic. You'd been there to witness Leah's breakdown when Sam abruptly left her for your cousin and watched Seth's older friends slowly distance themselves to join Sam's pack.

"You doin' okay?" A voice called out and you looked over your shoulder, peering up at Paul Lahote. You'd seen him around once or twice, though only properly met him at Sam's place a week prior. Since then, most of Sam's pack seemed to keep an eye on you. You chalked it up to Sam expressing concern over your tired state.

"As well as can be given everything." You responded and his face dropped, a grim frown appearing on his face. It was surprising to see him so... hurt and concerned. Leah had complained plenty of times about him over the phone, mentioning his overconfident and short-tempered behavior often.

"If you..." He trailed off, voice full of uncertainty. "If you need anything, I'm here. I'll get you whatever you want, whatever you need."

"That's really sweet of you, Paul." His eyes shot up to meet yours, smile tugging at his lips at your words. Your brows furrowed and you reached out to pat the sand beside you. Without a second of hesitation, Paul took the offer and sat down. His keen eyes remained on you and your face, constantly studying and analyzing. You pressed your lips together and his gaze jumped down to them, his expression suddenly becoming shy.

Oh, Christ...

"Paul..."

"Yeah?"

"Did you imprint on me?" You asked softly, watching his features contort into guilt. He dipped his head and sighed heavily, silently nodding and confirming your suspicions. You turned your attention back out to the waves and hummed quietly. The way your skin warmed and your stomach fluttered annoyed you, but you couldn't deny the relief of knowing the universe had given you a soulmate, someone who you'd spend the rest of your life with.

"I know it's not a good time but we can't control it. I was- I wanted to wait until after the funeral 'cause I knew you've been busy these past few weeks but just looking at you makes my chest hurt. I know we just met and you're Emily's cousin but I can't stand seeing you like this. I-I can keep my distance, if you want. I'll wait days, weeks, months until you want to talk-"

“Shut up and kiss me already, Paul."

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Rosyln

[Jacob Black] X [Reader] 

One shot

Prompt: Unwilling Imprint, ANGST

Pronouns: I tried to be gender-neutral but I may have messed up a few times. 

TW: DESCRIPTIONS OF BLOOD AND GORE. Read at your discretion. A little bit of mommy issues lmao. (laughing through the pain rn) 

Notes: I don’t have the best grasp on what phones were like in the 2000’s so it’s probably inaccurate. Jake is fine y'all please don’t call paw patrol. JUSTICE FOR LEAH CLEARWATER. A little bit of simping for her because idc she's gorgeous and I love her. 

I realized that the timing for this is a little confusing, so its supposed to take place in like the middle of New Moon but I wrote that Seth and Leah had already shifted, which doesn't happen until eclipse so pls ignore that.

THE FUCKING TITLE HAS BEEN SPELLED WRONG THIS WHOLE TIME ITS ROSYLN NOT ROSLYN

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Jacob Black had made it clear he didn't want me in his life anymore. Those last words I had heard from him burned themselves into my memory, into my very skin.

"It wasn't supposed to be you." 

I cringed and tried to sink into the bed further, but the mattress wouldn’t let me in. My eyes traced the shapes in the popcorn ceiling of my room, and I tried desperately to think of anything else. Making shapes out of nothing—and stories to go with it. Yet my mind seemed to somehow circle back. Everything seemed to remind me of him. And the last time I saw him. 

The rain pounded against the steps of my front porch, drenching my clothes in muggy water. The deafening sound almost tore me away from the boy in front of me. But he wasn't the boy I knew before. He was taller, bigger, and much meaner. He said nothing for a moment, he just stared at me. I couldn’t read his expression—it was many things all at once. There seemed to be some sort of realization, then confusion, and then hatred. A burning hatred that made me want to shrink away from him. It made my skin crawl. I was suddenly very aware of the way my clothes now hung to my skin, the rainwater adding an extra pound or two.

He shook violently, his breath hitching. His eyes darted around like they were searching for something.

I hadn’t expected him to change so drastically in the two weeks I hadn’t seen him. His long, dark hair was cut short. His formerly lanky figure looked like that of a man twice his age. And his dark skin bore an intricate tattoo located on his right shoulder. It was the same tattoo Sam had. Sam, the man he apparently hated.

"It wasn't supposed to be you."

That was the last thing he said to me, before storming away. Into his truck, and out of my life. 

It hurt to think about it, I tried to convince myself that it was somehow my fault. That I had said or done something wrong. Something so vile that it would make him hate me enough to leave. But why would he be so angry with me? I had called him, I called Billy. I even tried calling Charlie. No one would give me a coherent answer. Charlie was the only one willing to give me anything. Saying something about how Jacob and Bella had gotten into a big fight, and she was receiving similar treatment. But to know that he had at least had contact with her while having ignored me completely. It stung. It made my skin crawl, and I felt a burning sense of rage. But it was overshadowed by guilt. Maybe it was my fault—or was it selfish to assume that everything in his life revolved around me?

I felt tempted to call Bella. It seemed like she knew the most about whatever had Jacob acting this way. I bit my lip, weighing my options. Bella and I were never close, I knew that Jacob liked her. Jacob liked her a lot—I bit my lip a little harder at that thought. I hated the way he would swoon whenever she breathed in his direction. How he would trip over his feet trying to please her. And yet he couldn’t take the hint that she didn’t want him. And she refused to let him go. Wrapping him around her finger and leading him on, only to pull back as soon as he got his hopes up. I stared at my phone, I had Bella’s number saved somewhere deep within my contacts. The last time I had actually used it was weeks ago when I tried to be friends with her—she had denied my advances of course. I reached for my phone hesitantly. My heartbeat quickened slightly. Would she even answer me? Was it rude to try and talk to her just so I could ask about Jacob? Especially while they were fighting? My finger hovered above the call button. I pressed it quickly, it was worth a shot. 

The phone rang for an uncomfortable amount of time, enough for me to start regretting my decision. But before I could chicken out and hang up, Bella answered. She didn’t sound too great. Her voice was slightly hoarse, and it wobbled a bit. It sounded like she was forcing the words out of her mouth.

“Hello?” She answered. It took me a second to remember what I had called her for, though I should have expected this from her. She was almost in the same situation I was in. Almost.

“Hey Bells,” I used the old nickname we had for her when we were kids. I hoped that the friendliness would maybe help convince her to spill the beans about Jacob. “I don't want to pry into your guys’ business, but what's going on with Jacob?” I tried to sound like I was just mildly curious, forcing the worry out of my tone. But I didn't have time to explain my reason for asking before she cut me off.

“He's just not feeling well.” She spoke fast, too fast for me to understand at first. The words jumbled and rushed, slowly connecting in my mind. Not feeling well? He seemed fine to me. 

“Oh,” That couldn't be all that was wrong. “Did he say if he was sick?” I questioned. I wanted to drag this conversation out. I wanted to pry as much information as I could from Bella. 

She paused on the other side of the phone—I desperately wanted to know what was going on inside her head, to hear what she was keeping from me. There was no way she didn't know more than what she was leading on. “Uh, he said it was Mono. Yeah, he got pretty bad Mono recently so you probably won't see him for a while.” She spit the words out fast. Stumbling over them like the way she stumbles through life. I knew for certain that he did not have Mono. That was the biggest load of shit I had heard since Jacob told me he “didn't have a crush on Bella”. People got Mono from kissing someone else with it, and I knew that Jacob wouldn’t have kissed anyone but Bella. And she was apparently Mono-free.

“Oh that’s awful, when did he get it?” I asked. I had no idea whether or not she knew about my recent encounter with Jacob. Only her answer would tell. 

She panicked for a second. “Um, I think it was three weeks ago. Yeah! Three weeks.” She sounded more sure of herself the second time she said it. Bingo. 

Bella had always been a bad liar. She’d stutter over her words more than usual, and she’d start to get antsy the longer the lie went on.

“Huh, well that really sucks. If you get a hold of him could you tell him I hope he feels better soon? I haven't been able to contact him.” I didn't plan on telling Bella about Jacob's midnight appearance. She didn't know, which meant she didn't need to know. 

“Yeah, I will.” She sounded eager to hang up, so I put her out of her misery. I tossed my phone back onto the bed. And began to calculate my next move.

Bella had no idea that I had seen Jacob, so she had no idea that I was certain he was not sick at all. Sick in the head maybe, but he seemed physically healthy to me. Jacob stood in the pouring rain with no problem, in a sleeveless shirt might I add. And showed no signs of any kind of sickness. From the sound of it, Bella knew he wasn't sick. It was painfully obvious that she was trying to cover for him. I had to come up with some plan of action. I needed Jacob to talk to me. It wasn’t fair that Bella was allowed to know everything while his “best friend” wasn’t. 

I inhaled deeply through my nose and exhaled from my mouth. This wasn’t going to be easy. I had no idea where he was, and I knew no one was going to tell me. I could beg Billy to tell me what was going on, he could only handle so much of my puppy-dog eyes before he cracked. I could march my way to Sam’s house and demand to know everything. Both plans of action sounded terrible. It felt selfish. I wasn’t really owed anything, it felt wrong to demand that they tell me their secrets. Maybe once I found out I’d wish that I’d left it alone. Stubborn as always, I decided that I was going to find out. You can’t just shut someone out for no reason and then be upset when they want to know why. 

I reached for the stale glass of water on my bedside table and knocked back a large gulp. I cringed at the funny taste. My thoughts flew a mile a minute. I came up with a new plan of action. I was going to go to Jacob’s house and wait for him there. He couldn’t stay away from his house forever and I was willing to wait as long as it took. He would talk to me, whether he liked it or not. 

I marched to the other side of my bedroom and rifled through my closet. I picked out the first outfit I found, and threw on a jacket. I snatched my keys and marched to my front door. I didn’t care who I had to ask, I would figure this out. There was no way Jacob was getting rid of me so easily. The puddles on the pavement splashed violently as I stomped through them, soaking through the crevices of my shoes and dampening my socks. But I was too preoccupied to care. The car door creaked from the force that I opened it with, I threw myself into the driver's seat and slammed it shut again. I flinched from the loud noise. I need to slow down a bit. I inhaled, closed my eyes, and relaxed my shoulders. I shouldn’t be driving in such a state. I pried my eyes open and started the car, reversing out of the driveway once I heard the roar of the engine. 

The long roads that led to the reservation were more familiar to me than the back of my hands. I had driven there so many times, for as long as I could remember. It hurt to think about every other time I had been here. When things weren’t so complicated. When it was Jake and me against the world. Without Bella. I bit the inside of my cheek, focusing on the pain from that instead of the tears threatening to spill. Breaking down crying while driving was not the best idea. I didn’t need to add a hospital visit and a wrecked car on top of all of the other shit going on in my life. I focused on my breathing, and not crashing the car. With every landmark, I knew I was getting closer. It wasn’t long before I was turning down the road that led to Jacob's house. A cozy, barn-esque house. Where I shared some of my most cherished memories. Though the memories were slightly bitter now. I parked the car in his driveway. Billy Black was sitting on the porch, his eyes bored into my very soul, and I fought the urge to avoid them. He huffed and wheeled himself back into the house.

I shoved myself out of the car and marched up to the front door. I pounded on the stable wood, he wouldn’t ignore me too. Billy swung the door open, looking frustrated and concerned. 

“He isn’t here [Y/N]. I’ll tell him you stopped by.” He turned to close the door again. It hurt to have Billy turn me away. I had never felt anything other than welcome in his home, but I was treated like a stranger now, he was treating me like a girl scout. I grabbed the door before it could close. 

“Then I’ll wait here for him,” I said in the sternest tone I could manage. It killed me to be rude to Billy. But I kept my guard up. I couldn’t show any sign that I would back down.

Billy sighed but made no move to let me in. He glanced behind him into the house, then back at me.

“I hate to do this to you kid, but you really can’t be here right now.” Billy looked me in the eyes again. His tone was stern but comforting. But I couldn’t give up so easily. 

“Why not? Why won't anybody tell me what’s going on?” I was more desperate this time, my faḉade dropping. It took everything in me not to start hysterically screaming.

Billy cringed, it hurt him to shut me out. He obviously knew what was going on with his son but something was stopping him from telling me. He looked up at me again, opening his mouth to speak. But his eyes caught something behind me, and he stopped. I turned around. A red truck pulled into the driveway. Jacob sat in the driver’s seat and huffed when he saw me. I looked next to him, of course, Bella was with him. She bit her lip, and blinked way too many times, looking between me and Jacob. He stepped out of the truck and walked to the other side to open Bella’s door for her. He was just pouring salt on the wound at this point. The pair walked toward me, I opened my mouth to yell at Jake, but he walked right past me, Bella in tow. Billy looked disappointed but said nothing. Bella looked back at me with a look that I couldn’t quite pinpoint. It almost looked like sympathy, but there was venom to it. Not quite a glare, but not friendly. I scoffed. Who does this girl think she is?

“Hey!” I shouted. Jacob paused, his shoulders tensed. But he didn’t turn around to look at me. “What is your problem?” I continued, “What am I not good enough for you anymore? Not cool enough to hang out with you and your new friends?” This went much more calmly in my head. A lot less accusingly. Jacob still refused to look at me. But Bella did. She walked toward me and put her hand on my shoulder.

“[Y/N] I really think you should leave.” Bella insisted, but I shoved her hand off of me. I was even more frustrated that she had the audacity to tell me what to do after she tried to lie to me earlier. 

“No! I’m not going anywhere ‘till he explains himself! He has no right to just cut me off.” I yelled, more at him than her. But she still flinched, and I felt a little bad. Jacob spun around now, jumping at the chance to protect Bella. He got in my face and pushed Bella behind him. 

“Don’t you dare yell at her.” He glared at me. He shoved me back a bit, the force almost sent me flying, but I held my ground. 

“I’m not yelling at her, I'm yelling at you, Jacob. Funny how you only speak to me when you want to protect her. And what the hell does “It wasn’t supposed to be you” mean?” I got right back in his face, confronting him about his last encounter with me. His eyes widened slightly, and he glanced back at Bella. She furrowed her brows and looked at him.

“Jake, what are they talking about?” She held onto Jacob’s shoulder and tried to turn him towards her. But he didn’t budge, only turning his head to look at her.

“Don’t worry about it, Bells.” The nickname made me want to barf. Wasn’t she dating that Cullen guy? Oh right. The Cullens had packed up and moved town a few months ago, the whole town had been so worried about Bella since she was so in love with Edward. I had felt bad for her too, her depressive episode was all too familiar to me. Though it seemed she had moved on and sunk her claws into Jacob now. Suddenly I wasn’t too sympathetic toward her. 

“He didn’t tell you?” If he wouldn’t, I would. “He showed up at my doorstep in the pouring rain and told me the most cryptic bullshit I’ve ever heard, before disappearing out of my life!” I shouted. It seemed I had called out to some weather god because a light rain began to fall on all of us. But no one made any move to take shelter. At least this was more dramatic now. 

Bella looked confused but didn’t press any further. Jacob turned to me again, he looked more frustrated than mad now.

“Look [Y/N], just go away. If I could tell you I would. But you shouldn’t be here right now.” Jacob started to shake, he wasn’t wearing that thick of clothing, so he was probably cold because of the rain. He turned to walk away again, but my hand shot out on its own to grab onto his shoulder. Woah. I was wrong, Jacob wasn’t cold at all. He was hot to the touch. It almost burned. 

“Holy shit!” I pulled my hand back, and he turned around frantically, my cry alerting him. “Jacob you’re burning up! I think you need to see a doctor or something.” I looked down at my hand, thankfully it wasn’t burned, only a slight red tint was left behind. Even though I was mad at him, I couldn’t help but worry. As much as I try, I’ll never be able to hate Jacob. I looked up at him, my ‘angry face’ was gone now, a look of worry taking its place. His eyes softened for a moment. His shoulders relaxed, before tensing back up again. His gaze hardened, and he huffed. 

“Go.” Was all he said, before turning again. He ushered Bella to follow him, leaving his arm around her shoulder. I stomped forward again and slammed my palm onto his shoulder. 

“Hey! I’m not leaving without an answer, Jacob Black. If you think you can get rid of me that easily you are stupidly mistaken.” I let out a sarcastic laugh at the end of my sentence. Nothing was funny about this but I couldn’t help myself. Jacob shook more, and his breathing sped up. He let go of Bella and looked at me.

“I am not going to tell you again [Y/N].” He emphasized each word, “Leave now, for your own good.” For my own good my ass.

“No Jacob, not until you tell me WHY.” I emphasized my words, mimicking his. He shook so hard I was afraid he would combust.

And then he did.

Within a split second, the sounds of clothes tearing filled my ears. And I felt something tear at my arm. I was flung back from the force of it, landing on the muddy ground. White hot pain shot through my entire right side. I felt something warm run down my arm, contrasting with the cold rain surrounding me. But my focus was still caught on what was in front of me. Jacob was gone, replaced with a reddish-brown wolf. It was the size of a horse. Way bigger than any normal wolf should be. My mind felt fried. This couldn’t be real. This had to be some horrible dream or some hallucination. But the pain in my arm told me that this was all too real.

 The wolf, presumably still Jacob, snarled and growled for a moment before its eyes caught sight of my arm. I looked down. I could barely see anything past the amount of red. It was my blood. The flesh was torn, ripped almost to shreds. Exposing the pink mussel beneath. I caught a small bit of white. Bone. My breath was rapid. The air entering my lungs burned, it felt like they were trying to rip open. I shook. It took everything not to start screaming. I was in shock. This couldn’t be real. 

I looked back up at the Jacob-wolf. His ears flew back, and he shook and backed away slightly. His brown eyes, eyes I knew too well, flickered between my face, and my arm. His tail tucked between his legs, and he ran. With incredible speed, he ran into the forest. My ears rang.

 All I could hear was the pounding of the rain and yelling. I heard yelling from all sides. A woman’s voice. And a few different male voices. I heard something thump on the ground across from me. But as my vision blurred, I was unable to make out what it was. Or, who it was. I felt something pull me from the mud. Two large hands grabbed me and held me tight. I was pulled into someone's arms, and I felt us move. The heat was almost unbearable. It was suffocating. I wanted to pull away. To be left on the ground. But I couldn’t pull together the strength to do anything. I felt oblivious to the world around me. Everything was blurry, and moving both too fast, and too slow all at once. I could make out only some of the words I heard around me. Most were panicking. But over all of that, I heard a calm voice yelling orders. I heard more clothes ripping, and two more giant figures ran into the woods. After Jacob. 

I heard that same voice from above me, it was calm and reassuring this time.

“Everything is going to be okay [Y/N], we're gonna get you some help” It was distinctly Sam. I knew that tone. It was paternal, it was gentle. But it felt so firm, so firm that I believed every word of it. I let myself relax. Black spots entered my vision, everything was blurry again, and then there was nothing. 

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The faint sound of beeping woke me, the shrill noise scraping against my ear canal.

I groaned. My everything hurt. I squeezed my eyes further shut, trying to block out the bright light that threatened to burn my retinas. 

My opened my eyes reluctantly as I heard footsteps come through the door. Sam’s large figure came through the doorway. He looked calm, but his brow was slightly furrowed. He opened his mouth to speak, before shutting it again. He looked down for a moment, almost like he was having a conversation I couldn’t hear. Sam inhaled deeply, before stepping towards me. His heavy footsteps resonated through the nearly silent room. The only other sounds were the beeping of the machines next to me. He stepped cautiously towards me, before sitting down in the chair next to my bed. I looked at him anxiously. I knew what was coming, but I didn’t know how. There was no way I could explain what I had seen without sounding insane, “Why yes doctor, my best friend turned into a wolf and mauled my arm. No biggie though.” I bit the inside of my cheek nervously, but Sam gave me a knowing look that calmed me slightly. His look told me he could understand the silent words I was trying to speak. 

“How are you feeling?” Sam’s commanding voice vibrated off the walls. I didn’t know how to answer, I assumed he was asking about my arm.

“Fine, the doctors gave me a bunch of meds to make it hurt less so I’m mostly just numb now-”

Sam raised his hand to stop me.

“No, no. How are you feeling.” He emphasized the word. He didn’t mean my arm. It was clear that he wasn’t going to try and cover up what I had seen. I knew there wasn’t much I could say to him. If anyone were to overhear me talking about my friend turning into a giant wolf and scratching my arm, they’d ship me off to the psych ward without a second thought. I bit the inside of my cheek. For a moment, I refused to meet Sam’s gaze. His eyes were intense—they always were. 

I tried to think of an answer for him. But I just couldn’t put what I wanted to say into words. He seemed to understand my frustration, and he sighed. 

“Look kid, I know that this is going to be hard to understand, but it's time you know the truth.”

I perked up at this. Finally, they were going to tell me what was going on. It only took a traumatizing and unexplainable experience, and my arm getting fucked up to make it happen. Worth it.

We sat there for what felt like hours, as he explained to me the deep, and extensive past of the Quileute tribe's history. How they could turn into wolves, and it was their duty to protect humans from vampires. He also told me about where Bella fit into all of this. The Cullen boy she was dating was part of a family of vampires. And, by proxy, she was now involved with the pack too. But everyone in the pack was sworn to secrecy. And that's why they couldn't tell me. Sam being the alpha made his word law. So they had no choice.

I felt guilt bubbling inside my chest, I was so mad at Jacob and the others for not telling me. But they couldn't whether they liked it or not. It felt like someone was grabbing at my heart and squeezing it. I felt so selfish, so arrogant. I demanded that they tell me everything, and then got myself hurt. I felt so bad. 

Sam gave me a sympathetic look, it was as if he understood without me having to speak a word.

“It’s not your fault. Besides, we would have had to tell you anyway.” I looked up at that. But he paused.

“Why?” I asked. It was hard to find the words I wanted to say. I felt like I had so many questions, but forming them together in a coherent manner was impossible. These drugs were fucking with my head. I noticed that the lights were a bit fuzzy now. 

Sam looked away and contemplated for a moment. But when he looked back, it was obvious he wasn't going to explain himself. Why does everyone have to be so cryptic all the time? 

“I think Jacob should tell you himself,” Sam spoke with finality. There was no wiggle room to try and pry anything out of him. 

I sighed. But I didn't try to push any further. I was exhausted. Taking in so much information was hard, especially while I was barely awake. Sam smiled at me and stood. He towered over my bed, making the giant machines look like children's toys. This explains why the Quileute men are all so big. 

“I'd better let you rest kid, just come to the reservation whenever you're ready.” He smiled and made his way out. 

I sunk back into the firm hospital bed. I ran through everything in my head again. Vampires? Werewolves? What other ghouls should I be worried about? Will I run into a troll the next time I cross a bridge? 

I couldn’t pull together the energy to really care at the moment, the only thing I cared about was going back to sleep. I glanced down at my bandaged arm, moving it slightly, and wincing. I sighed, and relaxed my whole body. I tried my best to ignore the beeping, and clamped my eyes shut. I shifted slightly, and felt a jolt go through my entire right side. I grumbled and settled back down, being more weary of my arm this time. I rolled my eyes, this was going to be a long recovery. 

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It took a week before they let me out of the hospital. But the stitches in my arm would take way longer to come out. And I wouldn't even be fully healed for a few months. 

They gave me fresh clothes since mine were basically ruined. I had to wear a shirt that was way too big for me, and shorts that went down to my calves. My socks were a bright yellow, and the worst texture I’ve ever felt, with grips on the bottoms. This sucked. Stupid Jacob. Stupid wolves. Stupid me. 

My mother helped me to the car, but I nudged her away slightly. My arm was hurt not my legs, I could still walk on my own. I half-expected her to try and carry me to the car.

I wasn't allowed to drive while my arm healed, obviously. But at least I got time off of school, and off work. At least one good thing could come out of this mess.

But having so much time on my hands gave me too much time to think. And of course, my mind went to every bad scenario that could happen.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   I didn’t know how I was going to be able to face Bella. She had seen everything. But I couldn’t really find it within myself to hate her any less. Hate feels like a strong word, but I can’t think of any other word to describe the way I feel about her. It felt like she had ripped my best friend away from me, and left a gaping, burning hole behind. But was it entirely her fault? He chose to leave me, for her. But at the same time, she didn’t make any move to stop him. I sighed. Obsessing over it wouldn’t change anything. My mom glanced at me from the driver's seat. I could see her reflection through the window, as I stared at the beautiful scenery. The rain cast a thick fog across the forest, giving a gray tint to the world around it. My mom's eyes scanned my face, before quickly bouncing back to the road. 

“What’s wrong honey?” 

I didn’t know how to answer that. So many things were wrong. Jake was gone, my arm is fucked, and I’m way behind on my homework. What was I supposed to tell her?

I sighed, “I just… I just miss Jake.” That felt right. It was the truth, but not in its entirety. 

She grimaced, “I know sweetie, but… when people get older, they tend to drift apart. Maybe it’s just time to let Jacob go. Maybe make some new friends?” She always got over things quicker than I did.

“No. He’s my best friend. I can’t lose him.” But what would I do if I did? It was entirely possible now. He had his new wolf friends and… Bella. A shiver of anger rushed through me at the thought of her. 

“I know it’s hard but-”

“No! I-” I cleared my throat. I didn’t mean to yell at her. “No, I- I won’t lose him.” 

She didn’t respond, she continued to stare at the road ahead. The large pine trees cast a thick canopy above us, rainwater pouring through the gaps in the branches. I sighed and tried to relax. All this stress was bad for my health. I didn’t need to have a full breakdown and end up back in the hospital. 

  The pine trees gave way to a small path on the side of the road. I caught a glimpse of brown fur vanishing into the foliage. I gasped lightly, which alerted my mother.

“What’s wrong? Did you hurt your arm? You’ve got to be careful with those stitches in! And how did you even-” I cut her off before she could start ranting.

“No, no everything’s fine I just thought I saw something in the forest. Like a bear or something.”

Smooth [Y/N].

She looked hesitant, I couldn’t tell if she believed me, but I prayed she wouldn’t push me. I guess lady luck finally decided to cut me a break because my mom sighed and focused on the road again. I wanted to yell for her to stop the car. I wanted to jump out and chase after him. I didn’t care if I was injured, or if I could get lost in the forest. I wanted nothing more than to just at least talk to him. But after… the incident… would he even want to see me? I held back a sob. 

As soon as we pulled into the driveway, I shoved myself out of the car. I needed to be alone for a bit. My mom waited a bit to get out, trailing behind me a few steps. I stood on the porch, waiting for her to unlock the door. 

  Memories flashed at me in waves. Pieces from my childhood, when Jacob and I would play in the grass, or draw in the driveway with our chalk. When Jacob would pull in with that loud ass truck after school to complain about all the homework he had. And when he struck the final nail into the coffin that was now our relationship. I cringed. Everything would remind me of him now. Ghosts of my past would haunt the hallway. Phantoms of what I had lost. My mother didn’t bother to hide her concern. I’m sure I looked like a mess right now. My hair was unkempt, my eyes dark and sunken in, and my skin drained of its warmth. I felt like a shell of my former self. A ghost walking amongst the living, trying to blend in. I sniffled and shook it off. I didn’t need to scream my anguish to the world. As far as they were concerned, everything was fine and dandy. I let myself in as soon as the door opened, and made a bee-line for my bedroom. I ignored the memories, and my mother when I was asked what I wanted for dinner. I let my legs give out and fell onto my bed. Just inches away from crushing my arm. I sighed, and ran my good hand over my face, trying to wipe the stress away. 

  I had no idea how long I lay there. Staring at the ceiling, without even bothering to make shapes in it this time. My phone rang, and my computer pinged. But I made no move to check either. Nothing went through my mind. It felt like time was moving at breakneck speed, and I was stuck. Unmoving. I was catatonic. I felt myself going through my nightly routine, showering, brushing my teeth, and taming my hair. But none of it registered. Like an automated machine. I was on autopilot. When I lay back down, I hoped to just pass out immediately. I should be exhausted. And I should be happy to be able to sleep in something other than a hospital bed.  But I felt nothing. Something was missing and I knew it. 

  But minute after minute of laying there, I felt myself start to drift off. Maybe when I woke up, everything would have fixed itself. 

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I was running. Branches and bushes whipped around me, scratching at my arms and face. They caught onto my clothes as if they were trying to slow me down. But my feet carried me through the thick forest. I heard howling, and the sound of something running. But they didn’t stop me. I had to keep going. But what was I running towards? I didn’t stop to think, I kept moving. But I was quickly halted, as a huge, black wolf appeared from the trees in front of me. I stopped as fast as possible, losing my footing and sending myself onto the hard ground. I scrambled back to my feet quickly, without taking my eyes off the wolf. It was as big as Jacob was when he turned into a wolf. More wolves emerged from the forest surrounding me. I could see now that I was in a small clearing, only a few feet big. I turned around, ready to make a run for it. But as I did, I came face to face with a brown wolf. This one was closer than the others. And its eyes bore into mine, nothing was threatening about this wolf. It took a tentative step towards me, and I stepped back. It bowed its head and continued to approach me. But before I could move, its head snapped back up. It growled and snarled. The wolf took a step back. It wasn’t looking at me anymore, but something behind me. I didn’t have time to look before the wolf pounced. Jumping high above me. I screamed and ducked. And then, I was in my room. 

  I sat up in my bed, panting and sweating. My heart was beating so fast, I feared it would fly out of my mouth. I tried to slow my breathing, I wasn’t in the forest anymore. I was home. I was safe. It was a dream. A really weird dream. I fell back into my bed. 

It was clear to me now that the brown wolf in my dream was Jacob. The reddish-brown fur, and the deep brown eyes I had known my whole life. But what did it mean? What was behind me? Why did he attack? Maybe it was just a weird dream, maybe it had no meaning. I assumed that the first wolf was Sam, it seemed a tad bit bigger than the others, and it just felt like it commanded authority. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I rolled over to my bedside table and grabbed at my phone, eventually, my hand made contact, and I turned it towards my face. I recoiled from the intensity of the phone's light, my eyes having been adjusted to the dark. I squinted, 2:45 a.m. Great. It’s not like I was going to school in the morning, not while I was healing. So I could just go back to sleep. But what if I had another weird dream? I could only handle so much weirdness at a time. 

  The door to my room slammed open, and I flinched at the sudden sound. My mother stood in the doorway, still clad in her nightclothes. She looked frantic, and her eyes studied me. 

“What happened?! I heard you scream!” My mother yelled, breathless. I guess when I screamed in my nightmare, I must have actually screamed. That was kind of embarrassing. 

“Oh sorry. I had a nightmare.” I looked at my hands, they were shaking still. My mother sighed a breath of relief, but when she looked back at me, she was concerned. 

“Honey, what’s wrong? You still won't tell me why you were in the hospital, and now you’re having night terrors? Why can’t you just tell me?” Her voice started to waver, I knew I was hurting her by not telling her.

  It pained her to see me like this, but since she didn’t even know what was wrong, she was unable to help me. I felt so bad. But I knew I couldn’t tell her, Sam had sworn me to secrecy, and I wouldn’t betray his trust. Or the pack. 

  I didn’t really know the boys too well, of course, I knew Embry and Quil, as they were Jacob's other best friends—I didn’t know if I was even considered his best friend anymore, it felt weird to call myself that. After… everything. So of course I knew them well enough. But after the whole shift, and then Bella's situation. We grew apart. 

  I blinked, snapping myself back to the present. I think I just made mom more concerned. 

“It was a dog. I saw some stray dog and I was gonna give it some food, but it attacked me.” I lied, I had to make it up on the spot. She didn’t look convinced, but I’m sure I looked rough enough for her to leave it be. She sighed, and gently grabbed the door handle, contrasting to how she had slammed it just a few minutes before. She glanced at me, before shaking her head and leaving. I sighed, relaxing my shoulders and flopping onto my bed. I thought back to the pack. So many of them were so young, too young to be fighting vampires. I thought back to Embry and Quil. Quil still hadn’t shifted, but Sam told me that they knew he would soon. I thought about how much Embry had changed. I didn’t even really talk to him anymore, but any time I saw him he just seemed different. I glanced at my phone. I probably still had his number somewhere. Maybe I should call? I still had plenty more questions about the pack. Why did they cut their hair off? Why did they go through a growth spurt that drastic? Why was Jacob so mean now? I held my phone in my hand and hovered over the call button. 

“Hello?” Embry’s distinct voice echoed through the silent room. I almost forgot what I was going to say, he was still so different, but he sounded the same as he did before shifting. Into a werewolf. The word felt wrong. Like it wasn’t the right way to describe them. 

“Uh hey, Embry. I’m sorry did I wake you up?” I tried not to stutter over my words. I had completely forgotten what time it was. I felt bad for waking him.

“Oh hey [Y/N], no it’s fine I wasn’t asleep yet.” Embry’s voice picked up in volume. The tired tone from his voice had vanished, leaving the excited boy I was familiar with. 

“I uh, just wanted to ask you a few questions.” It wasn’t like that’s the only reason I called, but it must have sounded like it. Because Embry sounded upset like he audibly deflated. 

“Oh, yeah. Of course, uh go ahead.” His enthusiasm from before was lost. 

“No! No! I wanted to talk to you too, I didn’t just call for that. It’s just that since I know about you guys now, I can really talk to you again.” I reassured him.

I could hear him perk up at that. “Oh! Of course! Well uh, what’d you wanna know?” 

We talked for a long time, and he told me a lot more about the Quiluete boys. How their hair translated to how long their fur was, which seemed stupid to me. That their bodies had to rapidly grow to accommodate their new wolf abilities. But when I got to my third question, Embry stopped. He didn’t answer when I called his name. But in a few seconds, he shook out of it.

“Oh uh, well, Jake’s been going through a lot more hormones than the rest of us, and he… He uhm…” He stuttered over his words, it was painfully obvious that there was something he wanted to tell me. But something was stopping him. I’m getting pretty sick of people being all cryptic and keeping shit from me. “He’s just, well… I don’t think I should be the one to tell you.” I was quickly reminded of my conversation with Sam in the hospital. 

“So who should I ask?” I was getting frustrated at this point, but I didn’t let it show through my tone. After all, it wasn’t Embry that I was upset with. 

“I think you know the answer to that [Y/N].” Embry finished. Before I could say anything in retaliation, he said a quick goodbye and hung up the phone. I glared at my phone as it flashed CALL ENDED across the screen. I resisted the urge to chuck my phone across the room in anger. Breaking your phone is counter-productive [Y/N]. I went back to my contacts, gazing at one familiar number. I shouldn’t call him so late.

Waiting overnight and thinking about what to say is probably the smart decision. But I didn't doubt that he would ignore my call anyways. At this point he probably had me blocked. I didn’t know if I should be mad at him for that or not. I was calling excessively, and that was bound to get annoying at some point. I thought about going back to his house, and waiting there for him to show up. But that didn’t go too well last time. But if I was calmer this time? My thoughts trailed off. I thought about every scenario possible. I thought about every possible way he could try and dodge my advances, and I thought of ways to make sure that he couldn’t run away from me. I don’t know when I managed to fall back asleep, but sooner than I thought I had drifted away. I was ready to face my problems. Tomorrow. 

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“Come on, get your lazy butt up.” My mother barged into my room, ripping the blanket off of me and shaking my shoulders. I winced from the cold air hitting my newly exposed skin and tried to pry it away from her. “Wake up, you have a visitor.” That woke me up. My thoughts raced, was it Jake? Embry? Bella…

 I heard a voice from the other room, “It’s okay Ms. (L/N), I could just come back later.” 

Bella. 

I sighed, slumping back down into my bed. I let my entire body go limp, hoping that I could somehow mold into the mattress and avoid all of my problems. But unfortunately, reality came like a harsh slap to the face.

“No, it’s fine hun! I’ll have them up in just a minute!” My mother called back, making a promise that I really didn’t want to keep. 

I groaned into the pillow. My mother grabbed my shoulders again and started to pull. After a couple of seconds of pulling and tugging, I gave up and sat up fully. 

“There you go. Now get dressed, we’ll be waiting in the living room.” My mother chirped and flitted to the doorway. “And fix your hair. You look like a mess.” She threw out one last comment on my appearance, shutting the door before I could respond. I sighed, did she expect me to wake up with perfect hair?

I shook off the last of my blankets and forced myself out of bed. I stumbled a bit, letting my legs get used to the feeling of walking again. I dragged myself around my room, grabbing whatever clothes I could find. To be honest, I was tempted to go out in my pajamas, was Bella really worth the trouble of getting dressed? I contemplated it for a minute, but I knew my mother would chew me out as soon as I stepped out of the door. I got dressed sloppily, not caring if I looked presentable or not. I ran my fingers through my hair, taming it as much as I could. I tied it back, hiding most of the mess. I didn’t bother with shoes. 

I carefully opened the door, trying to refrain from making too much noise. I slowly shut the door and made my way down the hall on light feet. I rounded the corner into the living room, my mother's back was turned, but I had a clear view of Bella. She didn’t look too much better than me, but it was clear she had at least tried to hide it. Her hair was tied back, but the chunks that framed her face had escaped. Her eyes were dark, with deep bags hanging underneath. Her clothes were too big for her, hanging off of her small frame. I felt big just standing next to her. I felt like if I walked by her too fast she’d crumble. Her emotional state didn’t seem much better either. A small frown permanently occupied her light pink lips. Her eyebrows perpetually furrowed. I almost felt sorry for her. 

It only took a moment for her to notice my presence, she looked up and gave a half-assed smile. I formed my lips into a tight line, I could be civil. But she was on my turf. It’s free range here. I smiled a little more at that thought. I made my way to the couch where my mother was sitting and plopped myself next to her. 

She pushed me away slightly, “You’re sitting too close.” She murmured.

 I made a show of scooting to the other end of the couch, exaggerating my movements as much as possible. She scoffed and looked back to Bella. Her expression brightened drastically as she looked at the girl across from us. Way to make it subtle Mom. 

“So what brings you here Bella?” My mother chirped, she took a sip from her mug without breaking eye contact. Bella squirmed under my mother's intense gaze, fidgeting with her fingers and the hem of her jacket. 

“Oh uh, I hope it’s not too much trouble but I’d really like to talk to [Y/N] alone.” She stuttered. She avoided eye contact with me entirely. I hoped that I was intimidating her. 

My mother deflated as if she was hoping that Bella was here for her. No doubt I would get a lecture later, ‘You should be more like Bella! She’s so much better than you in every way blah blah blah’ etcetera etcetera. I rolled my eyes and shifted around. 

My mother straightened again and smiled at Bella. “Oh of course honey! Why don’t you two go to [Y/N]’s room?” I snapped my head toward her, my room? It felt wrong to let Bella in there. As if she was trespassing into my domain like she was tainting my sacred grounds. I huffed, and my mother shot me a deadly glare. I winced and lowered my gaze. I held back a sigh as I pushed myself off the couch, gesturing for Bella to follow me. As soon as my back was turned, I grimaced. She shuffled behind me, watching her every step. Like she was afraid she’s break something if she stepped on the wrong floorboard. I rolled my eyes, knowing damn well I was the same way. 

I shoved my door open and waved my arm in front of me in a ‘ladies first’ motion. She gave an awkward smile and walked in. When she was far enough into the room I walked in after her, shutting the door behind me. Every inch of my body was screaming. Screeching for me to shove her out, to get her out of my room. My brain itched and scratched, I wanted nothing more than to scream at her to leave. I smiled, at her and gestured toward the unmade bed. 

“You can sit down.” I tried not to sound upset about it. Her sitting on my bed. 

She glanced at the bed and hesitated. But she didn’t sit down. She continued to stand in the middle of the room. She bit her lip and blinked too many times. 

“Oh, it won't take that long.” She started, “I just… wanted to talk to you about what-” she paused, “What happened.” I knew exactly what she was talking about. And I grimaced, taking a look at my arm. I chewed the inside of my mouth, debating my response. 

“Oh yeah… That.” Wow. Absolutely amazing. 10/10 conversational skills [Y/N]. 

It was silent. Neither of us dared to say anything. Bella opened her mouth for a moment, presumably to say something, but she closed it just as quickly. I shuffled my feet, taking notice of the fact that I wasn’t wearing any socks. Kind of weird to have my feet out right now. 

“It’s fine.” I blurted. “My arm I mean, it’s healing all right.” I clarified. 

“That’s good. It was uh, pretty bad…” She trailed off, grimacing as she remembered that night. I thought about it too.

I felt tingles run down my arm as my skin remembered the feeling. The feeling of being torn open, the warm blood coating my skin and clothes. Lying on the wet ground with my former friend in front of me. My stomach lurched, and I resisted the urge to double over and empty my guts on Bella’s shoes. I shook my head, shaking the thought away. 

“Yeah. But I’m getting better so.” I gave an awkward confirmation, was this all she came for? She could have just called or something. 

“Um, [Y/N]... I dont mean to pry but…” Oh god, here we go.

“How are things with you and Jacob.” She asked shyly, shuffling her feet and picking at her fingernails. 

I knew this question was coming. I guess it was only fair she wanted to know, but something in my gut told me that it wasn’t just innocent curiosity. I sighed, thinking about my answer for a moment. 

“We haven’t spoken since then.” Putting it bluntly seemed like the best idea. I didn’t know if there was a way to sugarcoat it, but I didn’t bother to try anyways. Bella tried and failed, to hide her excitement. I guessed that was the answer she was hoping for. She tried her best to hide the way her back straightened, and her eyes lit up. But as always, Bella was a shit liar. 

I gave an awkward smile. 

“It’s fine though, I think it’s best to just give him some time before I reach out again.” I ignored the shiver that ran down my spine. I tried to ignore the way that she deflated a little. Maybe she was hoping that I would never speak to him again. She smiled and took one last look at me. Before she politely excused herself. Hopefully to leave my house altogether. As soon as the door was closed, I breathed a sigh of relief. And let myself fall back onto my bed, being careful not to land on my arm this time. I stared at the ceiling. I find myself in this position a lot huh? Whatever. Going back to sleep sounded really good. 

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I was only aware of the events that took place in the next few days secondhand. And surprisingly, I made a new friend. 

As usual, the sky was covered in a thick layer of clouds, creating a blanket over the trees. And the air was moist with the promise of rain. I walked briskly, I was completely out of snacks and that would just not fly. What was I supposed to eat? Real food? Absolutely not. 

The posters covering the walls of my favorite convenience store brought a smile to my face. The door opened with a loud ding, alerting my presence to the man behind the counter. A sweet old man smiled at me through bushy eyebrows. His big handlebar mustache moved up with his smile. 

“Hey, Mr. Barker!” I chirped, making a beeline for the snack aisle. As expected, it was recently stocked, and colorful plastic littered the shelves, drawing me in. What I wasn’t expecting, was Leah Clearwater standing in the middle of the small space. Right in front of my favorite chips. I paused, not wanting to alert her. I didn’t feel like getting on her bad side and getting my head bitten off today. But, as if she could sense me, her head turned quickly. Her beautiful dark hair was cut short, as were her sleeves and shorts. Her russet skin bore the same tattoo Jacob had. I had heard of her shifting recently, and of her father's death. I tried not to let the wave of pity I felt show on my face. I avoided her cold gaze and pretended to check out the other snacks. I would have to wait until she’d moved. 

After a few seconds, a hand made its way into my view, holding my favorite kind of chips. I followed the arm upwards until I found the face of the owner. Leah held her hand out, without making eye contact.

“Here, you like these right?” Her voice was assertive like she wasn’t asking me. She was telling me. 

I’m sure I looked really confused because my silence made her turn to look at me. 

“Pack mind-reading. Jacob doesn’t keep much to himself.” She explained. I grimaced.

I was trying not to think about him. She must have noticed because her lips turned up just slightly.

“He still hasn’t told you huh?” She teased, but I could hear underlying sarcasm in her tone. She sounded upset about it. 

“Oh god,” I rolled my eyes, “Not you too.” I groaned. 

It took me a second to realize what I had said. And I slapped my hands over my mouth. I snatched the chips out of her hand and started to speed walk out of the aisle. But, to my surprise, Leah laughed. Not like the sarcastic one before, this one sounded genuine. It was a quiet, small laugh. 

“I know what you mean kid,” I’m pretty sure I’m older than her. “I felt that way before I joined the pack.” She opened her mouth to say more but stopped herself. She peeked her head around the aisle to look at the old man behind the counter, and the various other shoppers. Mr. Barker was blissfully unaware of us, too occupied with his game of solitaire. She turned back to me and grinned for a split second, it threw me off for a second. 

“Do you wanna talk about this at my house?” She gestured behind her with her thumb. Her face was unreadable again.

Oh. 

OH.

I felt my heartbeat speed up, just a little. A pretty girl just invited me to her house. What do I do?! I felt my brain moving at lightning speed, trying to come up with a response that didn’t make me sound like a total dork. I prayed that I wasn’t sweating. 

“Uh, sure!” I beamed. Nailed it. 

She gave a small—noticeably strained— smile, I was sure that she saw through me without any trouble. But to be fair, she’s very intimidating. I mean, she could tear me in half like wet paper—the same went for all of the pack to be honest— and she’d look pretty doing it. I cleared my throat and tucked the chips under my arm. Being careful not to crush them. We went to pay for our stuff quickly, I’m sure the old man could sense my internal panic because he sent me the most heartwarming smile. Stupid old man and his silly mustache. I smiled back of course, before hurrying to meet Leah at the door. 

She opened the door, stepping out into the cool air. The rain must have started when I went inside, it wasn’t pouring thankfully. I watched as Leah stepped out into the cold rain with no trouble as if it didn’t even phase her.

I suppressed a gasp as I watched, the water was evaporating as soon as it touched her skin, coming off as mist. 

Incredible. 

I guess I hadn’t paid much attention to how warm all the members of the pack were. Thinking back on it, I’m pretty sure Jacob did the same thing in the rain. The water had evaporated from his skin as soon as it had touched him. I hadn’t processed it then, with my mind being so preoccupied, I thought I was just seeing things. 

I pried my eyes away from Leah. It was rude to stare. But as soon as I did, she laughed quietly to herself, before leading the way to her house. I wasn’t as sneaky as I thought. 

The walk to her house was quiet, with nothing but the rain and the sound of cars filling the air. It was hard for me to tell if the silence was awkward or not. I couldn’t see her expression, as she was a few paces in front of me. Damn, she walked fast. She didn’t say anything for the duration of the walk, but thankfully it was short. We made our way up to the front door, she unlocked it quickly. It took a harsh shove for the door to open, it creaked loudly in protest. Leah groaned and held the door open for me. Waving her arm as a gesture for me to go in. 

I was getting a lot of deja-vu from when Bella came over. I’m pretty sure I did the same thing. And just like Bella, I sheepishly made my way into the home. Taking in as much as I could, I watched my every step. Leah walked past me, and I followed her instinctively. 

She led me to the living room, I repressed a sigh of relief. I didn’t know if I was ready to go into her room. That felt a little too personal. She gestured for me to take a spot on the couch next to her. I carefully sat down, feeling the couch creak a bit. She sighed, before turning to make eye contact with me. I resisted the urge to shy away from her intense gaze.

“So, Jake still hasn’t told you huh?” Leah started, “I guess it makes sense since he’s still got that obsession with the leech-lover.” Her tone was malicious, she didn’t try to hide her disdain for Jacob, and whoever the “leech-lover” was. 

“Leech-lover?” I questioned, why would someone like leeches?

She paused and looked back at me. A sense of realization crossed her features, and she grinned. 

“Bella, the vampire girl.” She explained. I nodded my head, humming in affirmation. I had almost forgotten about the fact that vampires existed too. And that Bella used to date one. 

Wait. Vampires. Does that? Mean what I think?

“Wait, the Cullens were vampires. Did they… eat people?” My voice wavered at the thought, were they responsible for the unexplainable deaths in the area? How many people of Forks had they eaten?

Leah noticed my concern and shook her head. 

“No, the Cullens were… vegetarians. They ate animals instead.” She said that like she didn’t believe it, as if it were blasphemy. 

“Oh. Okay, that’s a relief.” I sighed, “So there aren’t vampires running ramped through the streets anymore?” I giggled. Leah’s eyes darted away from mine. Oh god.

“Well, not the streets.” She sounded very reluctant to say that. I felt the color drain from my face, my eyes widened, and my breath hitched. There were still vampires? That wasn't the Cullens. They weren’t vegetarian. Leah saw my face and quickly retracted her statement. “No! No! It’s just one and we’ve got her under control.” 

“Under control? So what you’ve got her like locked in your basement or something?” I barked out a strained laugh, trying to deflect my anxiety with humor. 

“No,” she laughed, before fixing her face to look stoic again. “We’ve managed to chase her off the border, but we can’t figure out what she wants.” So she wasn’t just trying to kill everyone in sight? Good. Great. Cool. 

She inhaled and shook her head lightly, “But that’s not what I brought you here for.” She started. 

I perked up at this. Finally, I’d get some damn answers. I was confident that Leah wouldn’t be as cryptic as the others. Her blunt nature gave me a sense of security. I knew she would tell me the truth. 

“So, did Sam,” she paused at his name, but I didn’t question it. She cleared her throat and continued. “Did Sam ever tell you about imprinting?” She asked. 

“Imprinting? Like that thing ducks do to their moms?” What did that have to do with me? The last time I checked they weren’t ducks. 

“Sort of. But it’s kind of different in our case. So, well- I… ugh” She stuttered over her words for a moment, “How do I explain this?” She sat there for a moment, gathering her thoughts. Before she inhaled and started again.

“When we imprint, it’s like, the whole world stops. As soon as you set your eyes on your imprint, the world stops rotating for anyone else. They are the only thing that matters, you would do anything, be anything for them. It’s a kind of devotion like no other. And there’s no escaping it.”

She didn’t sound too happy about it, now and then her eyes would narrow. I really wanted to see what was going on in her head. 

I was starting to connect the dots in my head, so did this mean Jacob imprinted? On who.

.

.

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Bella. Of course. Obviously, it was Bella. 

I barked a laugh, “Of course.” Leah looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to continue. 

“Jacob imprinted on Bella!” I could faintly hear her groan, but I was too preoccupied with my thoughts to care. “He imprinted on Bella, but he’s mad she doesn’t like him back so he ended up taking it out on me! Ugh, it all makes sense now.” The way Bella clearly didn’t want me around Jacob, the way he’d always protect her, the fact that he wouldn’t stop pining over her even though she didn’t want him. Of course, it was so blatantly obvious to me now. 

Leah sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose disappointedly. I was taken aback, was that not what happened? I glanced out the window, it was getting late. I sighed and picked up my stuff. I got up to leave but Leah stopped me. 

“Hey wait, that’s not what happened.” She started, then who was it?

“Jacob didn’t imprint on Bella, he imprinted on-” She was cut off by a loud BANG. 

We both whipped our heads to the door, where a young Seth Clearwater stood panting. He barged in frantically and started to shake Leah.

“Leah! We gotta go one of the Cullens is back and Bella’s gonna go to Italy and get them back and Jakes freaking out and, Oh hi [Y/N],” He stopped for a second to acknowledge my presence, but I was still trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about. 

He opened his mouth to continue, but Leah held up a hand and got up from the couch.

“[Y/N], you go home. I’ll catch up with you later.” She ordered, I didn’t have time to say anything before she and Seth hurried out the back door. I jumped from the couch and watched as they ran into the forest, I could see clothes tearing, and fur sprouting. I marveled at the two new wolves, watching them in awe as they darted into the trees. 

I grabbed my stuff and hurried out the front door. The rain wasn’t quite pouring, but it would be a pain to walk in. I hurried down the street, trying to avoid the puddles. They splashed violently against my shins, dampening my pants. I cursed but continued. 

It took me a long longer than I liked to make it back to my house. I was regretting not just taking my car, but walking was good for me and I needed to save gas. Courtesy of my mother. I stomped to the front door, my wet shoes making small puddles on the porch. I fumbled with my keys, and hurriedly unlocked the door. The house was dark and noticeably empty. Mom’s car was gone, and all the lights were off. 

I flicked on a few lights as I made my way inside, but as I set my keys down my eyes caught something. 

A brown leather jacket was hanging on the coat rack, it was way too big to be my mom's. And I knew it wasn’t mine. My heart raced, my eyes widened, and my mouth fell agape. Someone was in my house. 

I scanned the area around me before my eyes landed on the hallway closet. 

Bat! We had a bat in there just in case, and mom called me paranoid. I opened the door as quietly as I could, grabbing the bat quickly. My cold hands wrapped around the hardwood tightly. My knuckles turned white with the death grip I had on the poor stick. I slowly made my way through the house, turning corners quickly, with the bat raised to swing. 

I felt a presence behind me, I was sure whoever it was could hear my heart pounding, and my breath hitching. I felt a large hand touch my shoulder gently.

I whipped around and swung the bat with all my strength. It made a sound CRACK as it met its target. 

“Hey! What was that for?” I recognized that voice. I knew that voice so well, it was the voice I was praying to hear for weeks.

“Jacob?!” My hands fumbled for the light switch, I squinted as I turned it on. But I was able to see the boy in front of me now. Lo and behold, Jacob stood in front of me, like a giant brick wall. But he didn’t look like Jacob. His eyes were darker, heavy bags hanging beneath them. His skin was de-saturated, giving him a sickly look. His hair was messy, and his clothes were raggedy. I stepped back a bit.

“Jake, what are you doing here? How did you get in my house?! Why were you just waiting with the lights off?!” This didn’t make any sense, he avoided me for weeks, and then shows up in my house all creepy? I don’t think I’ll ever be able to understand this boy. I untensed my shoulders, and sighed.

He looked away for a moment, he looked embarrassed. “You weren’t here, and I heard Leah say you were at her house so I thought I’d wait here for you. I didn’t think you’d let me in soaking wet.” Of course, Jacob knew where the spare key was. So he wouldn’t have had any trouble getting in without committing a crime. I sighed and looked him in the eyes.

The air was tense, we both just stood there for an uncomfortable amount of time. Neither of us knew what to say. 

“I heard what you and Leah were talking about.” Jacob blurted. It caught me off guard before I remembered about their whole wolf telepathy. I huffed. I had so many things I wanted to say, but putting them into words was impossible. I thought of everything at once, before just meshing them all into one.

“Why?” 

Maybe I shouldn’t have been so vague, but Jacob looked at me with a guilty expression. It was clear he understood, he knew exactly what I was asking without me even having to say it. I tried not to let it show, but I was trying not to cry. I thought of everything that happened the past few weeks, it felt like it had been years since I saw Jacob. Really saw him. 

Within a month I had lost my best friend, fucked up my arm, had my perception of reality shattered, and now my long lost best friend broke into my house. And I still don’t know who he imprinted on. 

I sighed and shook my head. “Why did you cut me off, Jacob? What did I do? Was it something I said? Or did I make you upset? Whatever I did I’m sorry-” I started to ramble, I couldn’t even look at him as I choked the words out of my mouth. I had told myself I was ready for this confrontation, but just thinking about it made my eyes swell with tears. I tried not to let my breath hitch. 

Jacob looked guilty again, grimacing and looking down. When he looked back at me, he sighed. He held my face gently and wiped the tears from my eyes.

“[Y/N] I’m sorry please dont cry.” It was clear he didn’t know how to comfort me, but he was trying his best. I pushed his hands away harshly and wiped my face with my sleeves.

“I’m not crying, you’re crying.” I hid my face in my hands, trying to calm myself down. I heard him huff and take a step back. When I was ready, I made eye contact again. I didn’t care if I looked like a trainwreck. My hair was frizzy and messy from the rain, my eyes were now puffy from the tears, and I could only assume the bags under my eyes were prominent. 

“Well? Are you going to answer?” I demanded, I don’t think it was wrong of me to want some damn answers. 

He grimaced, and looked away. His eyebrows furrowed, scrunching together in thought. I watched the way his eyes darted around for a second, I analyzed his every move to try and figure out what would come next. I was waiting for the bad news, for some terrible fate to come crashing down on me. I was waiting for him to look me in the eye and tell me he hated me.

His gaze hardened, and his eyebrows scrunched up. The way they moved seemed harsher this time, more hostile. 

“I had no other choice. I won't get you wrapped up in this.” His voice was firm, unwavering. His eyes were dark, completely unreadable. I felt them burn into my skin even as I looked away. 

“It’s a little late for that Jake.” I mumbled. His huffed, and I saw his jaw tense. His upper lip curled up slightly, in a menacing snarl. 

It was frightening. 

I told myself I wasn’t going to be afraid of him. He didn’t hurt me on purpose, I just happened to be standing too close. 

But as the boy in front of me shook again, I shook too. My heart pounded against my ribs, I pulled air into my lungs violently. My lungs burned from the force of my breaths. My eyes widened, and I took a tentative step back. I tried my best to hold a tough exterior. But it was obvious how easily Jacob saw through me.

He stopped, and blinked. His cold exterior fell for a second, showing the warm, sweet boy I knew before. 

But as soon as it was dropped, he caught himself. I blinked and it was back, sending a shiver down my spine. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, holding his breath for a few seconds. 

He let out a long exhale, and opened his eyes again. His calm and cool mask was back, no doubt hiding the anger I knew he was feeling. 

But he deserved to be upset, after all that transpired. I failed to see where I could have possibly been wrong. What I could have possibly done to piss him off this much. 

“I came to say goodbye.” He spoke, his voice didn’t waver for a second. His eyes didn’t move from mine, his unrelenting gaze intimidated me. 

“What? Wait why are you leaving?” I asked, I didn’t try to hide my emotions this time. I was baffled, he’s leaving again?

“I just… have to. I’m sorry but this is the way it has to be.” My fat fucking ass it is. 

“No it’s not, Jacob stop trying to run away from your problems!” I shouted, “What did I do to you? Why are you doing this to me?” I was frantic now, raising my voice at him. 

“Goodbye.” He gave a curt nod, and turned around, making his way to the front door. I tried to grab at his shoulder to stop him but it was no use. He pushed forward, completely unaffected by my feeble attempts to hold him back. 

He didn’t so much as glance at me as he opened the door, it gave a loud creek in response to being ripped open so suddenly. 

I watched as he walked down the front steps of my porch, into the pouring rain.

I was vividly reminded of the first time he did this to me. 

The first time Jacob had ripped my heart out of my chest, crushing it beneath his big stupid feet. 

I stood in silence. 

Not this time. I wouldn’t chase after him this time. 

#jacob black #the twilight saga #angst no comfort #jacob black x reader #bisexual panic #mommy issues #jake is being an ass #originally posted on ao3

[xxsp3llb0undxx]

First of all, i literally love you sm for trying to write me a story ! but please write something with either Seth or Leah clearwater x Mermaid or Siren reader ? it can either be female or gender neutral. The story could literally be about anything i just really want the reader to be a mermaid/siren 😭. thank you 💘

I love you too !! You have given me the inspiration to get back on my twilight grind, so thank you so much !! I'm more than happy to write for a siren/mermaid reader, do you have any details you want added to the fic before I start writing it? Maybe characteristics of reader ? Tis fine if not :)

#twilight #twilight saga #twilight x reader #twilight fanfiction #seth clearwater #leah clearwater

[demetris-cocksleeve]

Gosh i hope this works ^-^

I saw that your requests were open and thought "you know why not"

Soooo if you are up to it heres my idea:

"That scene in eclipse were Bella is with Edward on this Mountain because of the fight but switch bella with f/gn!reader and Edward with Jacob. Jacob holding reader warm etc"

Hope youll write it, have a lovely day/night <3

(A/n: so.. I actually wasnt going to do this simply bc I didn't want to have to copy down the dialogue, but then I got to thinking about the way I wanted the og story to go and decided to finally give myself and other members of Team Jacob what we've always wanted)

(I'm assuming by "switch bella with f/gn!reader and Edward with Jacob" you mean reader chooses Jake..)

(Side note: at the beginning, Edward hasn't proposed to you yet/you guys aren't official)

Hope you enjoy~❤️

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Warnings: Liar Edward, that's about it..

Age Rating: None

Jacob Black x GN! Reader x Edward Cullen

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The wind howled, whistling as it whipped around the small tent. Your teeth chattered even though you were bundled in countless layers of winter apparel and snuggled in a thick sleeping bag.

"I should've chosen a site lower down," Edward states from the other side of the tent.

"No, i-it's fine.. I'm ok-kay," you stutter out as you tuck the covers closer to your chin.

"What can I do?" He asks, a pained expression contorting his face.

A wolf howls off in the distance as the storm continues to rage outside the temporary shelter. The door unzips, letting in a gust of glacial air, and Jake quickly steps inside, zipping the tent back up behind him.

"I can't sleep with all that teeth chattering going on," his eyes shift to your freezing form.

His gaze stays on you for a second before shifting to Edward. With an unreadable expression, Edwards stares back.

"Forget it.."

"They may need their toes someday," Jacob fires back. "And let's face it.. I am hotter than you."

Jake starts toward you only for Edward's hand to shoot out and grab his shoulder, causing him to stop.

"Get your hand off me.." Jacob leers, eyes turning cold.

"Then keep your hands off them."

"Don't f-fight," you call out, trying to calm the two supernatural creatures before they tore the entire tent down.

Casting one last glare towards Edward, Jacob states, "If they gets sick, it's on you."

At that moment, you can't help the body wrenching shudder that passes through you causing you to involuntarily gasp from the force of it. Surrendering, Edward begrudgingly nods towards Jacob, signalling for him to enact whatever it was he had thought to do.

Unsure of what was about to happen, you watch as Jake moves toward you, slipping into the sleeping bag behind you. Upon feeling the scalding heat radiating off of him, you immediately curl into his chest; his arms coming to wrap around you and further tuck the bedroll against you.

"Wow, you're freezing, Y/n.. Relax, you'll warm up soon." Looking Edward in the eyes, he finishes, "Faster if you took your clothes off."

"Jake," you chide as your shivers start to dissipate.

"Survival 101," he says as he lays his cheek against your head, smirking.

All the while, you can feel Edward glaring holes into Jacob from across the space. Soon enough, you fall asleep, unaware of the conversation happening between the two boys.

.

"Can you at least attempt to control your thoughts?" Edward sneers at the werewolf.

"I really get under that ice cold skin of yours don't I?" He cocks his head at the vampire, "What? Are you doubting their feelings for you?"

When he doesn't respond Jake continues, "Nice.. so picking through my head's okay, but letting me into yours? forget it..

"Look, I know they're in love with you-"

"Well, good," Edward interrupts.

"-but they're in love with me too," looking down at you softly, he finishes, "they just won't admit it to themselves."

"I can't tell if you're right.." Edward responds, switching his gaze to the floor of the tent.

"Then let me ask you something," Jake startes. "If they choose me-"

"They won't," Edward interrupts.

"-if they do.. would you try to kill me?"

"That's an intriguing idea.." Edward chuckles. "..but, no; I couldn't hurt them like that."

"So you'd just turn them into a blood-sucking demon like you.." Jake nods his head condescendingly.

Turning indignantly towards the wolf, Edward argues, "I don't want that, I've never wanted that."

"So stop them."

"I tried; I left."

Meeting his gaze with fire, Jake states, "you gave up too quickly. If you'd stayed away another six months, I could have made them happy. Trust me, you have to consider.. that I might be better for them than you are."

"I have considered that. I know you can protect them; you can give them a life, a human life, that's all I want for them. I'm not.. I'm not going to force them into anything, ever again. Last time I tried, it almost killed us both."

"Yeah.. that I remember.."

Jake continues, "When you thought they were gone, that you'd lost them, how did you.. cope?"

"There are no words," Edward sorrowfully meets Jacob's gaze. "But I wouldn't wish it on anyone, Jacob.." he pauses. "This might sound odd.. but I'm glad you're here.."

Jake chuckles, "Meaning: 'as much as I'd love to kill you, I'm glad they're warm'."

Edward smirks and shake his head lightly, "If we weren't natural enemies, and you weren't trying to steal my reason for existing," he nods towards you, "I might actually like you.."

"Well, if you weren't planning on sucking the life out of the person I love, I might.." Jacob laughs quietly, "no.. not even then-"

At that Edward smiles to himself.

"-but they can still change their mind, ya'know?"

"Then I'd let them go.."

.

You woke up to an empty tent and decided to use the privacy to quicky get ready. Thankfully the storm had completely died down and all that was left was a beautiful layer of white snow across the mountaintop.

Stepping outside, a grey-brown wolf walks up to you, whom you recognize as Seth. As you greet the young werewolf, you see Edward make his way towards you.

"Where's Jacob? Did he already.."

"Not yet," he responds. "He's checking to see if the woods are clear before he goes."

Taking Edward's glance as a cue to leave, Seth bounds away into the trees, leaving the two of you alone.

"Sorry about last night, it couldn't have been easy on you.."

"It definitely won't make my list of top 10 favorite nights."

Chuckling disbelief, you ask, "You have a list?"

"All ten I spent with you.." He pauses, almost as if making sure of something before ending with, "Number one is when you said you'd marry me.. Mr/s/x. Cullen."

Before you can deny or ask Edward what the hell he was talking about, Jacob cleared the tree line.

"You're marrying him?"

Startled, you go to move towards him, but Jacob takes a step back, jaw set in anger.

"Jake, I.. No-" but he's already leaving.

Turning toward Edward you seeth, "You knew he was listening! Jake, stop-"

Reaching out to grab you as you start after Jacob, Edward mutters, "Y/n-"

"Don't!" Brushing him off, you continue down the incline to catch up with Jake.

"Jake, stop!"

Catching up to him you try again, "Jake, please-"

"I'm done. I'm so done."

"He- he was lying, " you desperately try stop him.

"Yeah, right.."

"What can I do?"

Turning to face you, he snarls, "you can't do anything, but I can. By going out there and killing something!"

"N-no! You're not thinking clearly, don't do that!"

"Maybe I'll get myself killed and make it simple for you.."

"No! Just.. Jake stay," you plead on the verge of panicking.

"Why?" He steps closer, "give me one good reason.."

"Because I don't want to lose you.."

Shaking his head, he says, "it's not good enough."

"'cause you're too important.."

".."

"Still not good enough," he turns to start leaving again.

Knowing there's only one thing you can say that will truly get though to him, you yell, "Jacob!"

He stops but stays facing away from you. Faltering as you know what this will mean, you can't help but to realize how easy the words come to you.

Taking a deep breath, you say it.

"Kiss me!"

He turns to face you, a look of apprehension on his face.

"I'm asking you.. to kiss me," you repeat as you meet his gaze.

Taking long strides to reach you, he hesitates before slamming his lips to yours. Kissing back, you bring your hands to tangle in his hair as both of his grip your waist. Pressed against each other on the mountaintop, cold air surrounding your heated bodies, you kiss until you're both out of breath.

Foreheads resting against each other, you breathe in each other's air as you catch your breath. Jacob's hand comes up to hold your face as he kisses you one more time.

"That should have been our first kiss.." he whispers. "I gotta go.. I'll be back."

He leaves to join the rest of the pack, leaving you to reflect on your choice, which, while made unexpectedly sudden, felt so right.

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#jacob black #jacob black x reader #edward cullen x reader #edward cullen #twilight wolves #twilight #twilight x reader #x reader #twilight x you #edward cullen x you #jacob black x you #seth clearwater #gender neutral #gender neutral reader #twilight blog #jacob black fluff #edward cullen fluff

[volturiwolf]

Heavy Cart - Jared Cameron x GN!Reader Imagine

A/N: Hopefully, this is my first imagine of the many with Jared Cameron, 'cause I feel bad that he's so underrated because he's so cute and hot at the same time

A/N 2: This is also my first gender-neutral reader imagine - I hope I write more of them, because, as I identify as a female, I have trouble getting into a man's shoes and how they perceive the world, so I hope I managed to make it an easy read for any male reader

A/N 3: I was inspired to write the story when I went to the supermarket with my mother and I also suffered from moving the cart around

A/N 4: The story takes places in Spring 2021

No. of Words: 2700+

Mentions of: C*vid-19-related issues, Death/loss of a parent, Blood, Mental health issues

(Y/N)’s POV

“(Y/N), please move faster! We won’t have enough time to buy everything!” My mom was edging me once again. She wasn’t usually like this, but today she got her second dose of the Covid-19 vaccine, so she was a little agitated as she was experiencing sharp pain in her arm. I told her it was the fault of the person who injected her; it wasn’t supposed to bleed - they must not have injected her correctly, and the needle pierced her vein badly.

Nevertheless, she was mostly worried she wouldn’t have enough time to shop for everything she wanted. I tried to reassure her that we had enough time to buy everything since the supermarket would close in 4 hours, which I had to remind her was more than enough time. I drove us to the supermarket, as I was the one who was able to drive - my mother had only driven for about a year after she got her driver’s license 15 years ago, and then just gave up.

So, the moment I got my driver’s license, I became my mom’s designated driver, driving her everywhere. Whenever I wasn’t able to drive her somewhere - either because I had school or an extracurricular activity, she would ask one of our neighbors who had cars and would drive to the city anyway. This was our life - it was just my mom and me, ever since my dad passed away, when I was 5 or 6 years old, I don’t really remember; I always tried to forget.

We used to live close to the Reservation, but ever since I left for college, my mom rented a house within walking distance from Forks’ town center, so she could do everything on her own, without getting others into trouble for her. When I graduated last year, we moved back to our old house, which we were renting until then, so my mom could have a steady income, apart from the little money she made working at a local restaurant.

Apart from the scholarship I had received in college, I was also working part-time at a cafe near my college to make extra money. Coming back from college, I thought I would not be able to get a job due to the pandemic, but thankfully a local accounting office was looking for employees, so I sent my resume and after a few interviews, I was hired for the job. I was lucky enough to have amazing employers who were truly understandable and let me work from home 3 times a week. It was a really good job; it paid well, and I was gaining a lot of experience and expertise. It also allowed me to stay close to my mom, and be able to take care of her.

Being just the two of us, we didn’t need too many things, so we would only drive to the supermarket every 3 or 4 weeks. Today was one of those times when we barely had any food at home, so we needed to go and buy groceries. Besides going to work, I was trying to postpone leaving the house as much as I could, so I dreaded every single time we had to go to the supermarket. Wearing masks was annoying, but necessary, and to be honest, I would wear one even if it wasn’t required. I knew that didn’t sit well with my skin, which started flaring up with zits here and there, but I was always a germaphobe anyway, so the pandemic was just what I needed for my mental health to flip out the window.

We arrived rather quickly at the supermarket; thankfully, the parking lot was not as packed as it usually was, though my mom and I still expected it to be filled within the next one or two hours. Surprisingly, the supermarket was quite big for La Push standards, and it was easily comparable with Forks’ supermarkets. The Quileute tribe put a lot of effort, time, and money to create a functional community, and that also included the supermarket. Usually, people from Forks would look down on people from the Rez, but the supermarket was just one of the factors that showed that La Push was just as good as Forks - apart from the fact that we literally were so close to nature and the beach, which people from Forks would often visit.

We put our masks on and took our reusable bags before exiting the car, and locking it behind us. The air around us was chilly, and there were signs of either rain or a storm coming. We quickly entered the supermarket, and I went to grab a shopping cart. There was an unprecedented silence around the store, which was unlike its usual commotion, and I was just thankful for the lack of people around. Usually, by that time, there were so many people around, barely keeping a distance between them, and my anxiety and nerves would reach the roof due to their ignorance for safety.

Moving around, my mom first led me through the kitchenware aisles. She was looking around the glasses aisle, murmuring that she needed to buy new glasses, but the kitchen was too small to fit more glasses, and she didn’t have enough money yet to renovate the kitchen. She had been talking about renovating the kitchen ever since my dad passed away, but she never did - at this point, I didn’t know if it was a money issue, or if the old kitchen reminded her of my dad, and she didn’t want to lose these memories of him. After all, he was the one who built the whole kitchen; who put together all the cabinets and counters; who spent the most time in the kitchen, cooking all the time because he loved cooking for his small family.

Moving around the aisles, we reached the linen, and my mom stopped. She asked me to help her around, because she needed to buy new linen, as most of the ones she currently had were starting to have holes from the extended use. I helped her by grabbing a few different bed sheets from the shelves for her to compare different patterns and qualities. She was quite indecisive between choosing plain sheets or the ones with the flower patterns. I told her I preferred the flower patterns - they looked more beautiful. She silently agreed with me and told me to put one pink flower-patterned set for a king-sized bed in the cart. She went to grab another set of the same pattern for my single bed, but I stopped her, telling her it would be easier to tell them apart in the drawers if they were of different colors. She looked at me like she was lost until she finally understood what I meant, and went on to grab a blue flower-patterned set with her good hand. We then bought similar sets for the pillow covers, before leaving the linen aisle.

We walked around, grabbing whatever my mom told me to get. I raised one eyebrow at her; she usually had a shopping list with her, which I always forced her to write in advance, because, most of the time, we ended up buying things we didn’t need, and filling up the shopping cart way too much. I asked her if she had an actual shopping list with her, and she showed me the paper she took out of her pocket, proud that she had made a shopping list on her own, as I forgot to remind her that day. I laughed at her childlike reaction; it was times like these that reminded me of how happy my mom used to be. I believed that she, indeed, needed all these things that she told me to put in the cart - shampoos, shower gels, styling foam for her hair, rice crisps, sodas, and so many other things that, unfortunately for me, made the cart heavier and harder to move around. The fact that many of the items were on sale did not help my case, as I could barely move the cart around, though my mom was moving around easily, as if she didn’t really feel a pain in her arm, ordering me to keep putting stuff in the cart.

Yet, I continued moving the cart around, dangerously close to colliding with other people and carts, as I was practically chasing my mom around the store, before losing her completely. I was still walking around, pushing the cart, trying to look for her. I had given her my phone before we left the car, as the pants I was wearing today did not have pockets, and I had nowhere to put it; I then thought we would stick together, but I did actually expect her to get lost somewhere inside the store, and leave me wandering around.

Not even five minutes into looking around for my mom, I took a turn on the snacks aisle where I thought I could find her, pushing the cart to follow my orders. Instead, in an effort of pushing it harsher, its weight acted as an accelerating force, spinning around, pulling me with it. And suddenly, the cart stopped with a loud crash, and a young man yelping in pain from the unexpectedly harsh collision. Said man was laying on the floor, sitting on his butt, rubbing his side, eyes closed, and shouting profanities. I was shocked and so embarrassed that I hit someone with my cart. My cheeks were burning, my eyes widened. I quickly ran by his side.

“Oh my God! I’m so, so sorry! I lost control of the cart! I'm so sorry!” As the man did nothing to reply back to me but kept murmuring to himself, I started losing my calm. “I’m so sorry! Can I help you in any way? Make it up to you?”

The man turned to look away from me, clearly angry under his black mask. “Can you stop? I’m clearly in pain, and I cannot listen to you right now!” He sounded upset and angry, and I gulped in fear.

Another man, who looked similar to the man I had hit but was more muscular, came by us, seeing everything that happened. “Come on, Jared. It was clearly an accident. Besides, you didn’t even get a scratch. Stop exasperating!” He then turned to look back at me, his eyes smiling, and waved at me. “Hi, I’m Paul. I’m sorry for my friend’s reaction.”

The man I had hit, Jared, turned his head up to look at his friend. “Are you serious, Paul? They couldn’t even look around…” He suddenly stopped yelling when he turned around to meet my gaze with his one. His eyes widened, and he kept staring at me for a few seconds, not saying a thing.

I thought there was something seriously wrong with him. “I’m so sorry! Are you okay? Have I hurt you in any way? I’m really sorry!” I started panicking, trying to figure out if he was okay, or he had a concussion or something because he still hadn’t spoken a word to me or his friend; he just stared at me, lost in thought.

His friend started laughing for reasons I couldn’t understand. “Oh, man! Oh, man! You got it bad! Welcome to the club! Finally!” He was laughing and clapping his hands at the sight of his speechless friend. I still had no idea what was going on.

“Listen, my mom will probably start looking for me soon. Let me give you my number, just in case anything happens, if you feel dizzy or sick, or if you got a concussion or something. I promise I’ll take care of the medical expenses, should you need anything, okay?” I could probably not afford his medical expenses, but his lost gaze made me feel terribly guilty about what I may have caused to the young man.

“No, no. It’s okay. I’m okay. Don’t worry about it.” He quickly stood up, his eyes smiling, handing me his phone. “But, you can give me your number. You know, just in case I may need anything.”

I smiled under the mask and wrote my number down on his phone. “(Y/N)! (Y/N)! Come on, we’re gonna get late!” My mom’s voice interrupted us, and I turned around to look at my impatient mom raising her eyebrow, looking at my interaction with Jared.

I sighed. “Coming, mom..” I turned back to Jared, trying to look as apologetic as I could under the mask. “I’m sorry. Got to go now. Goodbye, Jared. Goodbye, Paul.” I said my goodbyes to the two guys before I attempted to turn the incredibly heavy cart around.

“Hey, wait!” Jared stopped me, running towards me. “Let me help you. You know, so you don’t collide with anyone else, and have to give them your number, too.” His eyes were kind and somehow started sparkling when I accepted his help.

I didn’t know how he seemed to easily move the cart around, not struggling for a second. Okay, it wasn’t that I was weak; I was pretty strong for someone who was never into exercising, weightlifting, and such. But Jared seemed extremely strong, and his muscles flexed slightly under his long-sleeved tight shirt when he was pushing my cart around. He caught me staring at him, but didn’t say anything; he was just smiling and laughing quietly. I don’t know why my heart was beating so fast upon hearing his laughter, but his laughter sounded like music to my ears.

My mom seemed to question the two of us under her mask but didn’t say anything else, when I simply told her that I hit Jared with the cart she forced me to fill up with seemingly unnecessary stuff, and now he was offering to help me to save everyone else from any possible collisions. Thankfully, there weren’t many more things my mom needed, so we were done within the next ten minutes.

We went through the cash register fairly quickly, and for, probably, the first time since the pandemic started, we didn’t spend as much money as we did the previous times. Though the cart was extremely heavy, what we bought wasn’t nearly as expensive as the other times, probably because we didn’t buy as many fruits and vegetables, or as much meat as we used to. My mom had recently started growing her own vegetables in our own garden with extreme success, so we only bought what we couldn’t grow.

I expected Jared to get back to Paul after we exited the supermarket, but he followed us, helping me load the bags in the trunk, as my mom could only stand and stare. I just told her to get in the car and make herself comfortable, as Jared was helping me lift the bags off the cart and onto the trunk. He barely let me take a single bag, as he took everything out of the cart, only asking me where I wanted to put the bags. Holy hell, that was so attractive for a man to do, especially for a man like Jared.

After we loaded everything into the car, I closed the trunk, thanking Jared, and went on to get to the driver’s seat and leave. However, Jared stopped me, placing his hand on my arm, not putting any pressure on it; he just touched me enough to get my attention.

“Hey, I was wondering..if you wanted to go out sometime. For a coffee, or lunch, or a movie, whatever you want, really.” He sounded nervous. Was he asking me on a date?

“Sure. I’m free on the weekend when I don’t work. So, just text or call me, and we can go wherever you like.” I smiled at him, hoping he understood the reaction under my mask.

“Yeah. Yeah, I can do that. Thank you.” On the spur of the moment, he leaned forwards, hugging me tightly, before stepping away. “Bye, (Y/N). See you!” He ran away, going back to the supermarket, probably to meet up with Paul.

I was stunned as to what happened right now. My heart was pounding, I was slightly shivering, and I was pretty sure I had the stupidest-looking grin under my mask. I didn’t even register what happened today, but whatever it was, I was too excited; too willing to meet up with Jared once again.

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Imagine laying underneath the stars on La Push beach with your lovable imprint’s arm wrapped around you.

How the smell of the ocean’s salty air seemed to mix perfectly with their intoxicating scent.

The way the waves seemed to lap against the sandy shore in rhythm with their steady heartbeat as it gently lulled you to sleep.

And how their glistening eyes seemed brighter than any star whenever they gazed upon you.

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Twilight Masterlist

Oldest ~ Top Of Section

Youngest~ Bottom of Section

⭐️-Smut ❤️-Fluff 💔-Angst 🚫-None 💙-Incorrect Quote

🪢- Polyamorous 🍷-Alcohol🩸-Blood ☠️-Death 🤰-Pregnancy

🚺- Female Character 🚹- Male Character ⚧- Gender Neutral Character

Emmett Cullen

Emmett Taking You To Alaska For Your First by SweaterGirlsPosts❤️⚧

Dating Emmett Cullen Would Include… by Chiefdirector❤️⚧

Edward Cullen

First Time by Little-Diable⭐️🚺

Jasper Hale

Piercings by Little-Diable⭐️🚺

Sam Uley

Dat Kink by MrsArnasDelicious⭐️🚺

Mama Wolf by KaiMorgan01-Blog❤️🚺

Food by bBlog-Of-A-Multitude-If-Fandoms❤️🚺

Dating Sam Uley Would Included… by Atlas-Of-A-Human-Soul❤️⚧

Dad Friend by Fatiguing-Thoughts❤️🚺

Pack Parents by Fatiguing-Thoughts❤️🚺

Jared Cameron (HE’S 18+ IN ALL SMUTS)

We Tired To Make A Cake by Fatiguing-Thoughts❤️⚧

Babysitting by Fatiguing-Thoughts❤️⚧

What Are Those by Fatiguing-Thoughts❤️⚧

Idiot Airport by Fatiguing-Thoughts❤️⚧️

Paul Lahote (HE’S 18+ IN ALL SMUTS)

Dat Kink by MrsArnasDelicious⭐️🚺🚹

Being In A Relationship With Paul Lahote Would Included… by ImaginesForTwilight❤️🚺

The One Who Worries (The One Who Worries Part 1) by DammnTwilightSaga❤️🤰🚺

Pain In The (The One Who Worries Part 2) by DammnTwilightSaga❤️🚺

Forever and Alway (The One Who Worries Part 3) by DammnTwilightSaga❤️🚺

Dating Paul Lahote Would Included… by Obscure-Imagines❤️🚺

NSFW Paul Lahote by Its-La-Push⭐️🚺

Dating Paul Lahote Would Included… by Obscure-Imagines❤️🚺

I Have This Thing by DiaphragmJellyFish⭐️🚺

Our Daughter- Paul Lahote by PennyLaneFics❤️🚺🤰

Embry Call (HE’S 18+ IN ALL SMUTS)

Being In A Relationship With Embry Call Would Include… by ImaginesForTwilight❤️🚺

Embry x Witch!Reader by Atlas-Of-A-Human-Soul❤️🚺

NSFW Embry Call by Its-La-Push⭐️🚺

Advent Calendar by Fatiguing-Thoughts❤️⚧️

Jacob Black (HE’S 18+ IN ALL SMUTS)

Jacob Black Dating A Latina Would Included by TwilightPocFans❤️🚺

Quil Ateara (HE’S 18+ IN ALL SMUTS)

Being In A Relationship With Quil by ByRachel❤️⚧

Seth Clearwater (HE’S 18+ IN ALL SMUTS)

Dating Seth Clearwater includes… by ImaginesForThePeople❤️⚧

Mistletoe by Fatiguing-Thoughts❤️⚧️

Seth Imprinting On A Single Mom by Fatiguing-Thoughts❤️🚺

Incorrect Quotes

Sam & The Pack by FanFicThingsWorld💙

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Pack Series Masterlist

“ *** “ –> there is no gender pronouns used / gender neutral

❣ - fluff

🖤 - angst

25 Days of Christmas -> ❣

“Advent Calendars” - Day 1 - Embry Call x Reader ***

“Where’s Your Jacket?” - Day 2 - Paul Lahote x Reader ***

“Snowboarding” - Day 3 - Embry Call x Reader ***

“Decorating the Tree” - Day 4 - Paul Lahote x Reader ***

“Snowball Fight” - Day 5 - Jacob Black x Reader ***

“Ice Skating is Hard” - Day 6 - Seth Clearwater x Reader ***

“How Drunk are You?” “Yes.” - Day 7 - Embry Call x Reader ***

“Those Were All For Santa” - Day 8 - Jared Cameron x Reader ***

“Jingle Bell Rock” - Day 9 - Leah Clearwater x Reader ***

“Wrapping Presents is Hard” - Day 10 - Quil Ateara x Reader ***

“Sharpened Candy Cane” - Day 11 - Paul Lahote x Reader ***

“Burnt Cookies” - Day 12 - Jared Cameron x Reader ***

“Snow Angels” - Day 13 - Leah Clearwater x Reader ***

“Mistletoe” - Day 14 - Embry Call x Reader ***

“I Hate Eggnog” - Day 15 - Quil Ateara x Reader ***

“Best Snowman Around” - Day 16 - Jacob Black x Reader ***

“Measurements” - Day 17 - Paul Lahote x Reader ***

“Get Off The Roof” - Day 18 - Embry Call x Reader ***

“Pictures With Santa” - Day 19 - Seth Clearwater x Reader

“I Built An Igloo” - Day 20 - Seth Clearwater x Reader ***

“Christmas Music” - Day 21 - Leah Clearwater x Reader ***

“Stocking Stuffer” - Day 22 - Paul Lahote x Reader ***

“Hallmark Movies” - Day 23 - Embry Call x Reader ***

“Ugly Sweater Party” - Day 24 - Paul Lahote x Reader ***

“Christmas Morning” - Day 25 - Paul Lahote x Reader ***

“Natural” - Embry Call x Reader -> ❣

I II III IV V VI VII VIII VIIII X XIR XIE XII XIII XIV XV XVI XVII XVIII XIIII

***COMPLETED***

Healing - Paul Lahote x Reader -> ❣

I II III

"Always Bella" - Jacob Black x Reader x Quil Ateara-> 🖤 ❣ Read here: Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part IV / Part V

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All In One Day (Leah Clearwater)

Pairing: Leah Clearwater x Reader (Gender-Neutral)

Words: 1.4K+

Waring: Death of Character (minor), some angst, use of Y/N

Request:  May i request a twilight Leah ClearwaterXreader imagine where they help her after she phases for the first time and they imprint on each other ( @ab1nsur​ )

A/N: Apologies this took a long while, school is a pain. I hope you enjoy! ♥

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 You were currently on your way to spend some time with your best friend, and sercret crush, Leah Clearwater and her brother Seth with bags of food you picked up from a diner. Leah had been in immense turmoil after everything went down between her, Sam and her cousin Emily, and you have been spending a lot of free time together. You would have torn into Sam and Emily for causing your friend so much pain, but Leah insisted she could handle that part of it on her own. You still wanted to punch Sam if given the opportunity.

As you approached the home, the loud shouting and the sound furniture breaking from inside the Clearwater resident made you jump. The food you bought for you and the Clearwater siblings to share was dropped on the ground as you ran inside the house without hesitation, worry clear on your face at all the commotion. The sight before you should of had you running straight out.

Two giant wolves were in the living room while Sue was on the floor, sobbing next to Harry's unconscious form.

You froze on the spot, not sure what to do when the two wolves looked at you. Your body felt like ice was pumping through your veins while your heart seemed to be trying to break free from your ribcage. Where was Leah and Seth? How did two wolves even get in the house? What happened to Harry?

The grey wolf whined and stared in your direction, the head low to the ground and the ears laid lax, almost as if it was scared. The more sandy furred one also seemed scared, keeping its attention on Harry and Sue.

"(Y/N)!" A familiar voice shouted your name. You saw Sam and his group of friends behind you. "You need to get out of here." He placed a hand on your shoulder and tried pulling you out of the house, but a deep growl from the silver wolf made him stop. "Leah, it is just to keep them safe."

"Leah?" You shake off his hand and step towards the wolf. "That-That's Leah?"

"(Y/N) it's not safe-"

"Leah?" You ignored Sam yelling your name as you slowly approached her. The wolf's attention was back on you. "It's alright. I'm not sure what's happening but you'll be alright." You carefully extended your hand, and gradually brought to her head. You kept a gap in between you though, hoping she would approach and fill the rest of the gap.

Leah closed her eyes and filled the gap, her fluffy head met your hand. After a momentary pause, you let your fingers run through the grey fur.

After a few seconds you heard bones shift, and watched as the wolfs form shrunk and shifted back into a semi-nude Leah Clearwater. Without a second to think, you threw off your light sweater and draped it over her shoulders to help cover her up. You looked to the other wolf and saw Seth in a similar predicament as his sister.

"You're alright." You murmur, kneeling down to comfort a distraught Leah. "Just breath."

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The sun was beginning to set, the sky was a beautiful mix of oranges and yellows. You sat under a tree out side of Emilys cabin while everyone else was inside, discussing what happened today at the Clearwater residence. Sam asked you to wait outside,  but you wanted to go in and comfort Leah. Not wanting to argue, you bit your tongue and accepted sitting outside. You were told that you'd be given answers after they talked between themselves.

The door to the cabin opened, catching your attention. Leah walked out of the cabin and quickly approached you; you took notice of her now shorter hair. As you stood from the ground you were met with arms around your neck. You wrap your arms around her rest and holding Leah tight.

"Thank you for helping me today." She whispered, pulling away.  "I can finally give you some answers. Want to walk through the woods?"

"Yea, let's." Leah led you to the start of a small path and you both began your sunset walk through the forest.

"So, a wolf huh." You tried breaking the ice.

"Yeah. According to our tribes history, we are descendent from ancient spirit warriors, who could change their form to protect the people from danger." She started, staring a head as you both continued on the trail. Her eyes suddenly snap down to the ground and focus on the trail itself. "Seth and I are wolf shifters now, although apparently I am the first known female shifter in our histories. My shifting caused my fathers heart to... to give out. He passed away at the hospital. "

"I'm so sorry Leah." You take your hand and carefully grabbed hers as you both continued to walk. You felt her tense but she relaxed a few seconds later.

"And on top of that I am stuck in a pack with Sam. Out abilities let us hear each others thoughts. I have no privacy now, and my fathers gone." Her dark eyes finally let tears slip as her walking slow down. "I felt so angry before I shifted, so upset, and now it feels like its worse..."

"Oh Leah." You come to a stop and she followed your suit. You had removed your hand from hers and stepped in front of her, cupping her cheeks. You swiped away the tears with the pads of your thumbs. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her long, feathery lashes clumped from the salty tears. "C'mere." You embraced her once more, but this time she clang to you desperately as sobs began leaving her, muffled by her burying her face into your neck. You rubbed comforting circles on her back with your hands, whispering comforting words to her as she let out all the pain she was holding.

You weren't sure how long you both stood like this, but you didn't mind. So much has happened in one day in her life, and you knew she needed a good cry to help.

"There was one good thing that came out of this." She sniffled, pulling away from your neck, but kept her arms loosely around you. "I have an imprint."

"What is that?"

"It is a wolf's soulmate basically. They can be whatever they want to the shifter: a friend, a sibling... or a romantic parnter." You noticed her getting a little bashful at that last part. "Its what happened with Sam and Emily. Its kind of hard to blame them now, but I can still remind them of it with my pack link."

Pushing down small amounts of sadness at the prospect of her finding someone else, you replied "That sounds wonderful, will you go out and search for your imprint?"

"I've already found them." Her rich eyes met yours as she stared almost longingly at you. "It's you, (Y/N). You're my imprint."

"M-Me?" You felt heat flush to your face.

"Yes. I've felt a connection with you for a while, and after Sam and I broke up it developed into a bit of a crush. At first I thoughr it was just me clinging desperately onto someone in hopes they didn't leave me too, but it got stronger. And when I was shifted today and you walked into my house, it felt like I was floating. Like I was on cloud nine. And when Sam tried to make you leave I had the almost overwhelming urge to protect you."

"Leah, that makes me the happiest person alive." You grinned. Her face, even with the tear stains, was glowing with happiness. Without a second thought from either of you, you both leaned in and your lips met with a sweet, soft kiss. It felt like sparks were flying as your hands gripped her upper arms tightly,  hers the same on your waist. She slowly let her tongue slide against your lips and-

"Woo! My big sisters got an imprint!" Seths loud voice startled you both, Leah instinctively stepping in front of you. Seth came bounding out of the wooded area with Sam following.

"I told him to leave you guys alone." He sighed and was able to grab Seths arm.

"I just wanted to make sure Leah got with them!" Seth groaned playfully, giving you both a smile and a thumbs up.

"Sorry bout that." Sam shook his head and started pulling Seth along. Before they left though, Sam's head turned to face you both, and gave Leah a small smile. She blinked rapidly for a second before nodding to him, a smile on her own lips appeared.

"So." She turned and faced you once again. "Where were we before my dweeb of a brother interrupted?"

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I love writing family wholesome moments, but there's no way I'm going to write incest.

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CRIMINAL MINDS

spencer reid

emily prentiss

jennifer jareau

derek morgan

penelope garcia

aaron hotchner

GREY'S ANATOMY

meredith grey

cristina yang

jackson avery

april kepner

amelia shepherd

MCU

peter parker (all three!)

michelle jones

ned leeds

gwen stacy

TWILIGHT

alice cullen

edward cullen

jasper hale

rosalie hale

bella swan

seth clearwater

leah clearwater

TMI (the mortal instruments)

*it will be based off of the books or movie, not the tv show.*

jace herondale

simon lewis

clary fray

isabelle lightwood

alec lightwood

maia roberts

THE HUNGER GAMES

katniss everdeen

johanna mason

finnick odair

peeta mellark

TVD / T.O

stefan salvatore

elena gilbert

bonnie bennett

caroline forbes

lexi branson

klaus mikaelson

kol mikaelson

rebekah mikaelson

freya mikaelson

elijah mikaelson

hayley marshall

hope mikaelson

HARRY POTTER - MARAUDERS ERA

james potter

remus lupin

sirius black

regulus black

peter pettigrew

lily evans

marlene mckinnon

dorcas meadowes

pandora lovegood

OUTER BANKS

jj maybank

kiara carrera

sarah cameron

john b. routledge

pope heyward

rafe cameron

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Cullens x gender neutral reader x seth Clearwater pt 1

Summary : you were adopted by the Cullen's 15 years ago and grew quite close but will one person mess it all up

Warnings: nothing much but light cursing and insults

(You don't know there vampires)

You eat your bag of chips as you swip threw your phone laughing at a random thing one thing or another. " y/n ! " you groan as you despise the idea of getting up

You lazily get up and drag yourself downstairs almost thing to launch yourself but you stop yourself . " yes ? " you sitting on a kitchen stool " you're report card come in yet " Carlisle says washing dishes

You squint and smile he turns around smirking " you heard me " you start looking around for a escape . " look what I found " bella says holding your crumpled report card " heheh " .

You get off the stool and walk away slowly only to be ambushed by everyone even edward . " why would you hide this " you look at them and shake head " I looked at it and saw god reaching out for me into the light "

They look at your grades

" d , f , c , d ,f ,b ...." you smile and felt a dark aura " ah the grim reaper coming to take my soul I see " knowning what is already coming you sent yourself to your room .

You'd never admit it but the only reason why you were falling was because of you're friends. You skipped class and skipped school sometimes to hang out with them you weren't all bad tho you didn't smoke weed didn't take drugs all you did was skip .

Besides what's the point of smoking when you're dads a doctor

" fuck. " you mumbled knowing someone will hear you . You look at your phone to see messages you're friends were planning to go to the beach and you were welcome to come.

You wanted to go but seeing your situation........... you couldn't unless

You carefully sneak out your window loudly landing in some bushes . You knew someone was coming so you ran for it hoping they thought it was there imagination but seeing how that they don't believe in anything you knew they would look more into it .

You run all the way to the beach where you're friends were and stay there for a while you change into proper beach attire and sit at the edge of the water . While your friends play

" you can't swim " you look up to see a boy you're height " I can I just don't like water " you say laughing . " I like you I'm seth" he hands you a hand and you pull yourself up into his arms " I'm y/n " .

You guys stay in that position for a while before you here your friends scream at you . You see how you're standing and try to play it off as you were looking for things in his hair .

" you around here often " you nod no at the boy ", I can tell you're very very lazy " you stick your tongue out he laughs . You here seth's name being called " gotta go don't want my " brother's" to mock me " you laugh and wave goodbye

" see you around y/n ! " " you to " you turn to your friends who are giggling like little preschoolers. You roll your eyes and go into the water a bit

You guys eventually leave at 8pm hopefully you're family was on one those adventures

You carefully walk home you didn't get very far only to see a very very angry Edward and a mad bella across the cross walk . You smile and give them a little wave which pissed Edward off even more.

You hear yelling all the back to the house " are you crazy !? Going out at 15 there are pedophiles!? And especially dressed like that oh my God Im going to kill you !? " Edward screams. " you're only 15 why the hell are out there! " bella shouts

" Carlisle and jasper and oooh everyone is pissed " edward says dragging you by the arm but his grip was much stronger. Not enough to leave a bruise but enough to force you to walk or be dragged.

You sit on the couch with your swim attire on it was a thing you're friends bought you to get the attentions of people it was a little bit reveling for your age but it was ok .

Esme sits besides you ready to protect you from the raging bull we call family. The first one to come was rosalie.

She stared at you with such a angry stare the second person to join the ring Alice. She wasn't very happy seeing her smile was dropped. Third competitor emmet he was so not laughing he was disappointed. Then jasper which he was holding back a yell you could see it . Edward was pissed and was about to destroy you

Carlisle oh boy could you sense the anger radiating off this guy

" jesus Christ protect me or whoever's up there ", you mumble

Im fucked you say in your head

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