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imyourbratzdoll · 7 months

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Just read your Charlie Swan fic💕💕 it was great. Can I request smut with Charlie swan where reader was riding him in public in the police car and a fellow police officer catches them. After that the whole station talks about it and Charlie and reader are being called freaky😭😭 female reader please. Thanks alot 💕💕

hello honey! thank you and I'm so sorry for taking so long! I hope you like it.

summary - you and the chief get freaky in his car.

warning - smut, public sex, cream pie, swearing.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

You tug on Charlie’s hair as you ride him, bouncing up and down. Your moans fill the small space, causing Charlie’s cock to throb and his head to fall back into the headrest. His hands grip your hips, thrusting up into you as his breath hits your neck. “F–fuck, sweetheart. You feel so amazing.” You whine, and your head falls back, exposing your neck. “Keep going, sweetheart. You’re doing so well for me!” Charlie places kisses on your sweet spot, sucking the flesh on your neck into his mouth softly.

“O–oh, Charlie!” Your fingers dig into his shoulders, feeling your walls tense around his thick member, your eyes roll back as pleasant shivers spread through your body. You can feel your orgasm approaching, it’s so close to snapping. “I’m going to cum!”

Just as you are about to finish, there’s a knock at the window. “Hey, Chief! These windows aren’t tinted!” You both turn your head, Charlie covering any part of you that is exposed, holding back a groan as your walls pulsate around him rapidly. “But good job!” The officer chuckles, shaking his head and walking back into the station.

Charlie looks at you. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart.” You smile, wiggling your hips slightly.

“Don’t worry about it, are you going to make me cum, Chief?” You smile sweetly, batting your lashes. A gasp escapes you as he holds you against him and begins to pound into you. Your orgasm builds back up and you cum around Charlie’s cock. “F–fuck…” You tuck your face into his neck, moaning softly as he continues to fuck into you until he finishes inside of you.

Charlie moves your head back, cupping your cheek while stroking your hair back. “You are beautiful, I just want you to know that.” He whispers, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on your lips. “Are you ready to go back in? There’s no doubt that he’s told everybody.” Charlie rolls his eyes, smiling when you giggle.

You nod, fixing your clothes and leaning over to grab your perfume out of your bag to spray yourself with. When you place it back into your bag, you grab your lip balm and swipe it across your lips while staring Charlie in the eyes. He watches with adoration before he opens the door and helps you out, ensuring you don’t hit your head or fall.

Charlie holds your hand as the two of you walk into the station. Everyone’s head turns and cheers begin to fill the room. “Chief! Chief! Chief!” Their fists punch the air as they surround you. “We didn’t know our boss and his girl would be so freaky!” One of them shout, sending a wink your way.

Charlie shakes his head, his cheeks turn pink, and he pulls you closer to him. “Alright, alright. You’ve all had your fun, now get back to work.”

You giggle and bury your face into his chest, feeling your cheeks heat from all the attention. As everyone scatters and gets back to work, you remove yourself from his chest and look up. “I guess we are freaky, Chief. Wanna get freaky in your office?” He smirks and nods, pulling you toward his office and ignoring his employees.

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rinalouu · 10 months

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-> return to twilight masterlist here

-> soul-bound encounter - here -> paul lahote x mage! y/n -> Sum: a dangerous situation, may have turned out to be a soul changing encounter for Y/n. Maybe Bella's temper is good for something after all?

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strxwberrymoonstar · 1 year

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Charlie Swan X reader

Summary: Charlie is having some doubts about his daughter going out with Edward Cullen, which is why you’re there to ease his nerves

warnings: shit writing ngl

Running his hands through his hair, Charlie lets out a soft sigh. “You alright, Charls?” you ask, concern laced between your words. He rolls over in your shared bed, shuffling his body to press up against your back as he wraps his arms around your midriff. “I’m not sure on how to feel about Bella dating that Edward dude, he gives off a weird vibe” he mumbles, placing his head between that small spot of your shoulder and neck. You place your hands on top of his before responding.

“It’s okay to feel that way honey, but she’s starting to get to that point of making decisions for herself”. You let out a deep breath before continuing. “He seems like a good kid, give him a chance” Charlie groans at your choice of words. For a second there's silence, a comfortable silence where you’re both thinking the same thing. Charlie shuffles behind you, trying to get comfortable in this cuddle position before he speaks up.

“she’s growing up so fast,”. The comment floats in the air for a bit, neither of you bold enough to add a comment onto it. Your body turns slowly in his grasp, eyes trailing from his chest to meet his. You place a chaste kiss to his lips before laying your head back down onto his chest, tracing small figures onto his bare chest. “She knows not to mess around, even though she’s growing up she still respects you as a father, you’ve just gotta watch her from afar for now,” You comment, hoping to ease his nerves for his daughter.

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andreafmn · 10 months

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Because It's You | Jacob Black Oneshot

Word Count: 11.1K Paring: Paul Lahote x Female!Reader, Jacob Black x Female!Reader Requested: Yes [@nyctophilia710: "Could you do a Jacob Black x Pregnant Reader One Shot. Y/N was a girl who recently moved to forks Washington, with her father Charlie Swan. The younger sister of Isabella Swan. Y/N falls for a guy named Paul Lahote, ends up getting pregnant with his child, who then cheats on her. Heart broken Y/N goes to an old friend Jacob Black, who she hasn’t seen in years and to much surprise Jacob Black imprints on his pack brothers pregnant ex girlfriend."] Story Description: After (Y/N) Swan moves back to Forks, Washington to live with her sister and her father, she meets one Paul Lahote. Even if her heart had always been spoken for by her childhood best friend, she still falls into a whirlwind romance with Paul that ends with a pregnancy and a betrayal. Can Jacob accept her even in her situation once they are fatefully bonded? Warnings: foul language, teen pregnancy, cheating, implied sexual relations A/N: An eternity and three days later, I finally worked on this request, but at least it's a long one 😬😬 and even though in this household we are Jacob haters, I loved writing him here. Hope you enjoy and that I did the request justice. 💖💖 Also, I'm thinking of doing a part two to this. Should I? My content will always be free, but if you’re feeling particularly generous, you can leave a tip on any of my posts to support me and my love of writing or buy me a coffeeTikTok • Instagram • Business | MASTERLIST If you’d like to be tagged in any other story: click here Make sure you have my notifications on so you know every time I post!

Because It's You | Jacob Black Oneshot

Moving was something (Y/N) Swan was already used to. With her mother trailing her up and down, following Phil Dwyer until they finally settled in Florida. But the novelty of living in a hot crowded state had grown old and something inside her was calling to the coldness of Forks, Washington.

She didn’t understand the sudden urge to move back to her birthplace, but it remained incessant inside her. Growing every day that passed. Her skin itched for the gloomy nature of Forks. The rainy days, the freezing winters, the chilling winds, and the smell of the pines. Long gone was her love for the humid air, the bustling streets, and the burning sun of Jacksonville.

“Mom, can I talk to you?” (Y/N) peeked her head into her mother’s bedroom one day.

Renee smiled and patted the empty spot on the bed beside her. “Of course, honey. What’s up?”

“For some time now I’ve been thinking about moving to Forks with Bella and dad,” she confessed. “It’s not that I don’t like living here, don’t get me wrong. It’s simply that something keeps calling me over.”

“Oh, (Y/N), you don’t need to feel bad for wanting a change in scenery,” Renee consoled. “And I know that your father will be absolutely thrilled to have you there. And even though I will miss you a lot. I, more than many, understand the need to find a new pace.”

“I’m so happy you understand, mom,” she beamed. “I promise as soon as I can I’ll come and visit you. And I’ll call you as much as I can and send you messages.”

“Maybe you’ll finally get Bella out of that weird funk she’s in over that boy.”

“First loves are something that are hard to get over. That’s something you taught me.”

“Oh, me and my ramblings,” Renée chuckled. “Do you need any help packing up?”

“I’ve got it,” (Y/N) smiled. “Thanks, mom.”

The girl packed excitedly, a morose feeling creeping up her back. It wouldn’t be her first time in the cold and rainy lands of Forks, Washington. But it would be the first time she would remain there for the foreseeable future. A mix of nostalgia and anticipation crept through her veins and made their home in her heart.

The hardest part was saying goodbye to her mother. She would miss the woman’s sporadic need to change things up. Whether it was a wall color, a couch, or even a state, their household was always in a constant state of evolution. (Y/N) could never say her life felt monotonous.

Still, she embarked on the seven-hour journey to Washington, ready to start her new life and answer whatever call the town had made to her. She could feel it deep in her bones that there was a reason moving to Forks was the right decision for her, and she couldn’t wait to find out what it was.

Sleep overtook her two hours into the flight, her brain shutting down as tiredness flushed it. One second her eyes were focused on a book, the next, her head had fallen against the side of the plane and flashes of images started fluttering behind her eyelids.

But (Y/N) could not understand the visions that her subconscious played for her. She saw a gigantic wolf with russet-colored fur. She saw the back of a man with short brown hair and tan skin. She saw tears. But what jolted her awake was that she saw a baby. And the stewardess welcoming the passengers to Port Angeles, Washington.

She quickly gathered her things, unable to shake the image of that baby from her head. She couldn’t erase the image of the child’s coal black hair, its soft tan skin, its unforgettable big brown eyes. Every feature of the tiny baby had sewn into the very fibers of her brain. But she had to squash it down. To believe that what her imagination had conjured was only that, her imagination. (Y/N) was starting a new chapter and she did not want a silly dream to set off the tone for the rest of her book.

“I can’t believe how much you’ve grown,” Charlie Swan beamed as his eyes fell on his younger daughter. “I swear only yesterday you were a little girl asking to learn how to ride her bike.”

“Hey, dad,” she smiled, wrapping her arms around her father’s waist, sinking into the warmth of his body. “Can’t believe it’s been almost three years since I’ve seen you.”

“Yeah, three years too long,” he chuckled. “But I’m glad I’ve got both my girls with me now. Even if Bella is not quite herself right now.”

“Don’t worry, dad. We’ll get her back to being herself in no time.”

“I sure hope so, kiddo,” he sighed. “Now let’s get you home.”

Both Swans rolled suitcases and carried bags to the cruiser, joy wrapping around them comfortingly. (Y/N) had always loved visiting her dad. Even if it was only two months of the year, she enjoyed spending time with the awkward and lovable man.

Charlie had always tried hard to be a good father. He’d done everything he could to fit a whole year into eight weeks, trying with all his might to form a strong relationship with his daughters. He had always felt guilty for letting Renée take them without much fight, but he had believed it was the best decision for all of them. Even if he could only see his girls for a small amount, they would know how much they were loved.

“I have to warn you, kiddo, Bella is not herself,” Charlie finally spoke. “She’s kind of like the living dead. She goes to school, she goes to work, and she locks herself in her room. It’s like she’s stuck in autopilot and can’t turn it off.”

“Well, it’s her first-ever boyfriend. She’s probably still reeling from the fact that she lost her first love.”

“I guess,” he sighed defeatedly. “I just want her to get better. A boy is never worth your tears.”

It wasn’t long until they were parking in front of the house. The night was quiet, somehow unaware that there was now a new resident in its midst. Even the house had no idea that she had come home. Everything was just as she had remembered. From the couches to the curtains, to the dated kitchen, it was stuck in time.

“You’ve still got your same room,” Charlie smiled. “I wasn’t sure what you’d like so I kept it the same. We can change it up any time you want though. Buy some new paints and sheets or whatever.”

“Thanks, dad,” (Y/N) responded in kind. “And I’ll take you up on that offer. It’s been a while since I’ve liked bright green paint on my walls.”

“Alright, kiddo. Why don’t you go ahead and turn in for the night? Bella is definitely already in bed so you can try and catch up tomorrow afternoon after school,” he offered. “You start on Monday anyway, so you won’t see her until she comes back.”

“That’s done. I’m honestly exhausted and will probably sleep in,” she sighed contentedly. “Well, good night, dad.”

“Night, kiddo. Welcome home.”

Her childhood bedroom was truly exactly like the last time she had seen it. The walls were painted a painful neon lime green, the sheets a shade of teal that seemed too bright for the darkness of the night, and books and dolls littered shelves on the wall. She quickly felt like she had never left home. Only a couple of months into being sixteen and she had regressed to her thirteen-year-old self.

She could see herself spending her summer days in her room, playing make-believe, and imagining what it would have been like to spend more than two months living in Forks, Washington. She dreamed of how it would feel to spend the freezing winters bundled up in front of the fire and drinking hot chocolate. To watch the snow fall as she breathed in the scent of pines and damp soil. To know more of the souls that lived in the small town and the reservation.

After her eyes ran across the room, they fell on a little wolf carved out of redwood. She had forgotten it had existed, but looking at it then made a smile spread across her face. It was choppy and amateurly made, but it had been a sweet token of appreciation from a dear friend.

They had been but ten-year-old kids playing around the barn behind the Black residence. Jacob Black had been excited to show (Y/N) something he had made her, his face lit up with excitement. He dug into the pockets of his too-big-fit cargo pants and pulled out the little wolf.

“Mom used to say that wolves are a totem of protection,” he said sheepishly. “I want to make sure you have something that’s always protecting you. Even if it might seem like it’s all make-believe, but good vibes and everything.”

“It’s beautiful, Jake,” she had smiled. “I’ll keep it with me always.”

“Good, I don’t want anything to ever happen to you.”

“What’s that?” Bella had asked, joining the kids after going to the bathroom. She was already a head taller than the other two, and the fact that she was thirteen already was evident in how disinterested she had been to spend time with her sister and their friend. “It looks bad. Like you couldn’t have spent more than five bucks on it.”

“I made it,” Jake had peeped, his skin turning a deep hue of red. “I spent a whole month working on it.”

“Oh,” she had answered, taking it from her sister’s hands and inspecting it. “It’s cute.”

“Well, I think it’s amazing.” (Y/N) had snatched the totem back. “And it’s mine so your opinion doesn’t really matter, Bella.”

“It’s okay, (Y/N). You don’t have to say it’s good,” Jake shrugged. “I can take it back.”

“No, you have it to me, and I love it. You can’t take gifts back.”

She couldn’t believe she had forgotten the little totem had existed. She ran her fingers over the carved fur, the lopsided snout, the painted black eyes, and the slightly sharp ears. It was still as beautiful to her as she had thought the first time she had seen it. And it made her think of the boy she had grown up with.

It made her wonder how he looked. How tall he had become, how long his hair could have gotten, how broad his shoulders could have become. She wondered if his smile was just as bright, if his hugs were just as warm, and if his laughter was just as melodious. She wanted to know if he was still the same boy she had loved since she was a kid.

The next morning, rather the afternoon, she had woken to the sun beaming on her face. Even in the midst of the January snow, the sun was as bright. (Y/N) stretched out the soreness in her muscles, the seven hours sat on a plane taking a toll on her body. She rolled out of her bed, her eyes taking a second to adjust to her new surroundings. She wasn’t back in her room in Florida, wondering which shorts she would wear to take on the ravishing humidity and heat. She was in Forks now, rummaging through her suitcases for the warmest sweater she owned.

After she had gotten dressed, she noticed the note that had been taped to the door, her father’s scribbly handwriting evident from far away. She took the paper in her hands, a grin tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Thought you might need some wheels to get around, kiddo. It might not be too new, but it runs perfectly. You have Jake to thank for that. Keys are on the kitchen table. J

The girl took off in a run, excitement running through her veins. Before going outside and seeing her new car, she stopped by the kitchen grabbing the keys and a chocolate chip muffin. Outside, a 1971 baby blue C-10 Chevy pickup truck was parked on the driveway, a thin sheet of white snow covering the car. It had been the very car she had been obsessed with since she was a kid and she had started to love cars just like Jake had.

She sat on the driver’s seat, turning on the engine, allowing the car to warm up. Her eyes unconsciously closed, reveling in the rumbling of the car and the warmth that the heater blew. The truck sounded beautiful, as beautiful as she thought it would have been in the 70s, maybe even better. Her fingers traced the inside of the car. She touched the gear shift and the steering wheel. She grazed the stereo that had definitely been replaced and the soft leather seats that had been clearly upholstered. It was perfect.

Jake had outdone himself with the car and it had made her heart flutter that he had put so much care into fixing it. All she wanted was to thank him. And that’s exactly what she had planned to do.

She remembered the road that led to the La Push reservation like the back of her hand. She had spent so many summer days there while her father worked, and she had been excited every single day she went there. The same excitement she felt as she parked by the beach to wait until the high school let out and she could finally see Jacob.

She found a spot on the beach, sitting on a piece of driftwood, watching as the waves rolled in and out of the shore. Even in winter, the reservation was always just a bit warmer, a bit cozier. (Y/N) had always enjoyed the time she spent there just as much as she loved Forks. She loved going to bonfires and splashing around on the beach. She loved the people that lived there and how welcoming they had always been toward her.

A loud hooting broke (Y/N)’s trance, her head snapping to the right end of the beach, not too far from her, where three boys were shouting from the top of a cliff. They were all tall and of deep-tanned skin, their hair chopped similarly, and something she could only assume was a tattoo on the right biceps of each of their arms. She couldn’t believe they were thinking of jumping into the ice-cold ocean, much less than she could believe how little clothes they were wearing.

Her eyes focused on the way the first one jumped, going straight down with a joyful scream before he slipped effortlessly into the water. He disappeared for a second into the dark waves, before he resurfaced with a cocky grin on his face. As he swam to shore, the second boy jumped and her head snapped to see him plummet just as flawlessly into the water.

“You’re not from around here,” a voice called her attention. It was the first boy. His dark brown hair was dripping, the drops falling onto his bare chest. “I would have remembered a pretty face like yours.”

(Y/N) could feel her cheeks growing red, the warmth that filled her body pooling in her face. “I’m not from around here, you’re right,” she smiled. “I’m from Forks. But I used to come here a lot when I was a kid.”

“And why haven’t you been here since then?”

“I just moved back,” she responded. “I’m (Y/N) Swan.”

“The sheriff’s younger daughter,” he said with a grin, sitting next to her. “I’m Paul Lahote. And on behalf of all the residents of La Push, I formally welcome you back to Washington.”

“Well; thank you, Mr. Lahote,” she chuckled. “It’s good to be back.”

“So, are you back for a visit or are you back for good?”

“And why would that be important information, Paul?” (Y/N) smiled teasingly.

“Well, if you’re just here for a visit then I won’t ask you out,” he smiled deviously. “If you’re here for good, then I’m not leaving until you say yes.”

“What if I say now?”

“I don’t take no for an answer.”

“Good,” she grinned the same way he had. “Because I was going to say yes.”

That very afternoon (Y/N) went home with a smile on her face, a new number in her directory, and a forgotten boy pushed into a dark corner of her brain. Her head had been filled with the image of a new one. Paul Lahote’s face had engrained itself in her, sending a rush of dopamine and serotonin through her body.

It wasn’t long until weeks had passed, and she seemed to be spending more and more time with one Paul. She had started visiting the reservation more and more, but it had never been to see the one person she had promised herself to reconnect with. She was spending her time with the Lahote boy, doing much more than just talking. She was sure that she was falling in love. At least she hoped that’s what it was.

Her schedule had become packed. It had been completely occupied by school, long dates in Port Angeles and the rez, and trying to get her sister out of the funk that had started to make the house reek. (Y/N) had grown tired of it and so had Charlie. Bella needed to make a change, for herself and her family.

Though as more time passed it seemed that Bella had found something to occupy her mind. The older Swan seemed to be in the house less and less, leaving early on weekends and coming home late, mimicking her little sister’s behavior. If she wasn’t at school or at work, she would be out of the house with the one person (Y/N) had seemed to forget.

“Why do you think she hasn’t come see me?” Jake had asked Bella one day as they worked on the motorcycles. “She’s been here almost a full month and I have yet to see her.”

“I don’t really know,” she shrugged. “She’s barely in the house when I’m there and I honestly haven’t asked.”

“I just thought…”

“Why haven’t you gone to see her? When I got here you were one of the first people on the welcoming committee.”

“Yeah, and look how well that turned out for me,” he chuckled dryly. “I just want it to come from her to want to see me. I don’t wanna ambush her.”

“Is this about the little crush you used to have on her when you were kids?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he blubbered.

“It was obvious you two liked each other. You would get so red in the face and nervous when she was around,” Bella laughed. “You would get all flustered and tongue-tied, it was cute.”

“Was it that obvious?”

“A blind person would have seen it,” she grinned. “But it doesn’t matter now.”

“What’re you talking about?” Jake questioned, his brows furrowing in curiosity. “Why doesn’t it matter, Bella?”

“She’s been dating one of Sam Uley’s friends. Uh, Paul Lahote I think he’s called,” Bella responded. She could see anger surging through him, his body shaking slightly with ire. “She basically spends all her time with him. I’m surprised you haven’t run into them here.”

“I haven’t,” he spoke through gritted teeth. “He’s not a good guy, Bella. You need to tell her to stay away from him.”

“You and I both know that no one can tell (Y/N) what to do,” she chuckled slightly. “And why shouldn’t she date whoever she wants? He hasn’t done anything bad to her.”

“But he will,” Jake spat. “Paul Lahote is bad news, and it won’t take long before he breaks (Y/N)’s heart.”

“Why do you care so much, Jake?” Bella pushed, for some reason growing annoyed at her friend. “She’s old enough to do whatever she wants. No, to be with whoever she wants. It’s not really my place to tell her who she can or can’t date.”

“You’re her older sister, Bella!” the boy exclaimed. “Why do I care? Why don’t you care enough?!”

“I do care,” she argued. “But I also know what it’s like when people start to comment on who you can and can’t be with. I’m not doing that to her.”

“So, you wouldn’t stop what happened to you from happening to her?” He was blind with anger now. He had closed any space between them, staring her down. “You would rather let her be heartbroken and try and protect her from getting hurt? You’d rather both of you be miserable than spare her the pain that I know she will be in? You have a chance to spare her heartache, Bella. You owe your sister that much.”

“What about you, Jake?” Bella added, standing her ground, and facing up to him. “Why don’t you tell her that Paul is such a bad guy? Why don’t you spare her all this hypothetical heartache instead of forcing me to do it for you? Or are you too scared to face her since she has someone else to occupy her time?”

“If she hasn’t come to see me, it’s clear she didn’t want to,” he said, his voice clearly broken. “But I am begging you. Tell her. It’s not a matter of how, but when he will do something to hurt her.”

“(Y/N) can make her own decisions,” Bella responded. “Heartbreak is a part of life. She’ll get over it.”

“Like you have?” Jacob called as the girl had started to make her way to her car. “If something goes wrong, it’ll be on you, Bella.”

“No, it’ll be on the both of us.”

But they didn’t know that moment would come sooner than they could have thought.

(Y/N) had not been feeling well for at least a week. Her body felt sore, and her stomach felt uneasy. Nothing she ate stayed down long enough to fill the unbearable hunger she seemed to have. She felt as awful as could be and she was ready to pass out by drinking the cold and flu medicine she was holding in the pharmacy.

But as she perused the aisles of the brightly lit establishment, her eyes fell on the sleuth of pink and purple boxes that were yelling at her. It was a hard thing to fathom, but it was a perfectly plausible explanation to how she was feeling. Her symptoms, and the fact that she had missed her monthly in January, were to the book the thing she was most dreading.

Time seemed to warp as she drove home, two pink boxes buried deep in her purse. One second, she was cowering from the cashier, embarrassed as she placed the boxes on the counter. And the next, she was making a beeline to the bathroom, locking herself inside as her father and sister called for her.

She had never thought five minutes could ever feel so long.

Five minutes and she would know if her whole life was about to change.

Dread was the only feeling that washed over her. As the seconds counted down, she could feel her heart dropping. Deep down, she knew what the answer would be. She knew that when the time was finally over, she would l have to accept her new reality. It was daunting. She was only sixteen and she was on her way to face one of the most life-changing events that anyone could go through.

(Y/N) could have never thought that a pink cross on a piece of plastic could be so permanent. She was holding the pregnancy tests in her hand, the two of them producing a very dark pink plus sign. There was no denying that they were positive. There was no denying that at that very moment, inside her body, was a bundle of cells multiplying to create a baby.

“Hey, kiddo,” Charlie called out from the other side of the door. His voice startled her, making the tests clatter loudly against the sink. “What was that? Is everything okay, (Y/N)?”

“Uh, yeah, dad,” she choked out as she finally opened the door. “Everything’s fine. Just knocked over the toothbrushes.”

“Are you sure, kid? You look paler than a ghost.”

“I’m fine, dad,” she said, trying her best to give a convincing smile. “I actually just remembered I have to run out for a bit. Miriam just texted me and I forgot to give back her science textbook and she has a test tomorrow. I’m gonna go give it to her.”

“Okay, honey. As long as you’re okay,” he responded. Charlie could tell there was something lingering underneath his daughter’s smile, but he could see how hard she was trying to hide whatever it was. “Be careful on the road, alright? And don’t come home too late.”

“I will. I’ll, uh, see you guys later.”

In an instant, she was back in her truck and speeding down to the reservation. At that moment, she needed Paul’s comfort. She needed him to tell her that everything would be okay, and that they would figure things out together. She craved feeling his warm arms around him and listening to the soft coo of his voice as he calmed her down. All she wanted was him.

She reached the Lahote residence in record time, jumping out of the car and running to the front door. (Y/N) knocked against the blue-painted wood frantically, calling Paul’s name incessantly. She knew his father wouldn’t be home that night, taking night shifts was something he was prone to and that day had not been different. The girl rapped on the door, over and over again, until it finally swung open.

“(Y/N)!” Paul exclaimed in surprise. “What are you doing here, baby? I wasn’t expecting you.”

Overwhelming anxiety burst inside the girl and all she could do to not break down in front of him was to wrap her arms around his waist tightly. “We gotta talk, Paul,” she cried softly. “It’s… I don’t know how it happened l, but… I’m just so scared.”

“What’re you talking about, (Y/N)? You’re not making any sense.”

The youngest Swan couldn’t find the words to tell him. She wanted what she said to be perfect. For there to be no flaw to her monologue that could make him desist of the idea that this was what was meant to happen. That maybe it was a sign that they were always meant to meet and be together for the rest of time.

But a voice suddenly burst the delusion that (Y/N) had built in her head. “Paul, baby, come back to bed,” the voice whined. “Get rid of whoever’s at the door.”

(Y/N) released herself from Paul’s grasp, feeling as though his touch had burned her. He looks like a deer caught in headlights, surprise opening his eyes. “Who is that?” (Y/N) asked sternly, making the boy scramble for words. “Do you have another fucking girl in your room right now, Paul?”

“It’s not what it looks like, (Y/N).”

“Not what it looks like?! She just called you back to bed, baby,” she mocked. “I am pretty sure you’re not in there helping her with homework.”

Paul’s shocked expression didn’t last long. His agape mouth and huge eyes were instantly replaced by a stoic mask. “So, what, (Y/N)?” Paul spat. “I haven’t done anything wrong.”

“Nothing wrong?!” (Y/N) yelled. “You’re cheating on me! How can you think you haven’t done anything wrong?”

“How could I be cheating?” he shrugged. “You and I were never exclusive.”

The girl felt like she had been punched in the stomach. Her chest tightened, squeezing out whatever little breath that was left in her lungs. She felt warm tears fall from her eyes before she could do anything to stop them.

“I thought you actually loved me,” she said with a broken voice. “Did I mean nothing to you?”

“Look, (Y/N), you’re a great girl, but you had to know this was gonna end sooner or later,” Paul said. “Let’s just call this what it is, a fling. We were just having fun.”

“It wasn’t a fling to me! I fell for you, Paul! I loved you.”

“I’m sorry, (Y/N, but I thought you knew what this was,” he sighed. “We were never gonna last long anyway.”

“I can’t believe this,” she said to herself. “I’m such an idiot. How could I have ever believed you?”

“At the end of the day, I hope we can still be friends.”

Now it was (Y/N)’s turn to be completely aghast. She had borne her heart to him; she had given him her time, her body, her soul. She had trusted that he returned the sentiment, even if it was a fraction of what she felt for him –that would have been enough. But he didn’t. He never had. And he was asking her to remain in his life as a friend with a sickening grin on his face.

She wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, she wanted to claw out that smile he was giving her. Still, deep down, she wanted him to choose her, to want her, to need her. She wanted him to be devastated that he was losing her, devastated that he had hurt her. Instead, he was giving her empty promises of friendships, and devaluing her as nothing more than a way to pass the time. She was carrying his child and he wanted them to be friends.

“You know what, Paul? You can take your friendship and shove it up that girl’s ass,” she spat. “I don’t want you to call me, I don’t wanna see you, I don’t wanna even remember that you exist. You will regret this, Paul. You don’t even know how much right now.”

(Y/N) got into her car, ignoring Paul’s calls of her name. The last thing she wanted was for him to see her cry and revel in the fact that he was the one that had made her spill tears. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing just how deep her hurt was.

Only when she was in the safety of her truck and far enough away that he couldn’t see her did she allow the water to stream down her cheeks. It was an overwhelming surge of emotions –betrayal, heartbreak, sadness. All she wanted was to not feel that way, not anymore, not ever again.

In her distraction, she didn’t notice the person crossing the street. Only when she was seconds away from crashing into them did she look up and slammed on her brakes. The stranger braced themselves, their hands landing on the hood of her car, their face shielded by the hoodie they wore. Until they raised their head and (Y/N)’s world came crashing down.

The brown eyes that stared at her unmistakably belonged to the one person she had yet to see since she had come back to Forks, Washington. He seemed frozen for a second. Standing there in the middle of the night, staring at a specter from his past. All the questions she’d had about him, answer in a swift second.

Jacob didn’t understand what Sam had meant when he had explained imprinting. The shift in gravity, the way your whole being seems to incline toward that one person. Nothing else matters but them. He thought it was fiction. A way he could explain choosing his ex’s cousin after breaking her heart. But at that very second, he knew just how true it was.

The second he locked eyes with (Y/N) he felt it in the pit of his soul. He was almost sure he could see the way his world had changed, and everything became her, became about her. In that instant, he could feel her sadness. Whatever pain was tormenting her, he could feel it wrenching its way into his own heart. All he wanted was to wrap his arms around her and tell her that everything would be okay.

Instead, he kept quiet. He looked into her tear-streaked eyes, and he ran. He ran until his legs were burning with pain, until his lungs were begging for air, until his whole body hurt to be near her again. He understood Sam, but he didn’t want to. He had even gone as far as trying to force himself to imprint on Bella, that way he could forget the void that (Y/N) had created in his heart.

(Y/N) had avoided him for over a month. She had come home, and she had yet to even show her face to say hello to his father. She had preferred to run to the arms of Paul Lahote and forget the people that cared about her.

Most of his childhood he had hoped for a moment like this with her. A sign from the universe that she was the person meant for him. Even at his young age, he knew what love felt like. Jake had experienced it the moment he laid eyes on (Y/N). But she had made the decision to invest her time with someone he knew would only break her. A guy that would use her until there was nothing left and discard her the second he got bored.

And something told him that’s exactly what Paul had done.

He didn’t know where he was going until he was standing in front of the blue-colored door, banging loudly against it. “Paul!” Jake screamed. “Open this god-dammed door!”

“What the hell is up with people tonight?” Paul grumbled as he swung the door open. “What the hell do you want, Jacob?”

“What did you do to (Y/N)?” the boy said, fuming.

“What’re you talking about, Jake?” Paul pretended. “I haven’t done anything.”

“I just saw her, driving away and absolutely destroyed,” he seethed. “So, I’m gonna ask you again. What the hell did you do to her?”

“Why do you suddenly care about her, Jacob? It’s been over a month, and you haven’t even said hello to her,” he deflected, a mischievous laugh leaving his mouth. “Could it be because you just imprinted on her? Maybe you should be worrying about that rather than trying to pick a fight with me.”

“We’re not talking about me, right now. Now, I’ll be the bigger man and not access your thoughts, because I don’t need them to know what a jackass you are and that you’re the one that hurt her,” Jacob retorted, squaring up to Paul and staring him down. “So, I will ask you one last time before I beat the shit out of you for absolutely no reason, what the fuck did you do to (Y/N)?”

“I just reminded her that what was happening between us was just a bit of fun,” he shrugged, chuckling. “It’s not my fault she built up a whole fantasy in her head about us.”

“She was in love with you, and you broke her heart,” Jake scoffed. “Tell me was it worth it?”

“What was worth it?”

“Losing the best girl you could’ve had by your side all for a night of fun.”

(Y/N) didn’t take much time to dwell on why Jake had run away, or why her heart wrenched tighter as he left. She could only process one thing at a time and the most pressing matter was the fact that she was pregnant, the baby’s father had cheated on her –or sort of cheated—and she was left to decide what to do all by herself.

The second she got back home, she ran up the stairs and into her room. Once more ignoring her father’s calls to her name. She simply wanted to sink into her bed and disappear, to make every bad thing that had occurred in the last hour disappear. If that was only a fraction of how her sister was feeling, she never wanted to know the expanse of that pain. All she wanted was for things to stop.

“Hey, kiddo. Can I come in?” Charlie knocked softly on her door. He couldn’t bring himself to pass the threshold. Not without her confirmation. It wasn’t until she nodded softly, her face mostly shielded by the pillow she held tightly, that he entered the room. “Talk to me, (Y/N), what’s going on? And I’m assuming this isn’t about a textbook.”

“It’s not,” (Y/N)’s broken voice peeped. “I screwed up, dad.”

Charlie sat beside her on the bed, wrapping his arms around her. She shifted her hold from the pillow to her father, enjoying the comforting warmth from his body, allowing it to ease the pain she felt. As she settled against him, he had started rubbing her back, letting her empty herself of tears on him.

“What happened, kiddo?” he said, trying his best to not let his voice break as he stared at his youngest daughter. It was the first time he had seen her so distraught, and it broke him just as much as he had broken when Bella had been in that kind of pain. “I’m sure we can fix whatever it is, but you’ve gotta talk to me, kid. I can’t fix it if you don’t talk.”

“You’re gonna hate me for it,” she sobbed. “And I can’t take you hating me, dad.”

“Honey, there is absolutely nothing in this world you can do that will ever make me hate you,” he said, staring deeply into her reddened eyes, a hand on her wet cheek. “Even if you tell me right now that you’ve killed someone, I could never hate you.”

“You can’t say that, dad,” she chuckled. “You’re the sheriff.”

“No, but it made you laugh,” he smiled. “Now, come on, tell me what’s wrong, (Y/N).”

(Y/N) finally sat up, unable to face her father as she confessed what happened. She could not witness the look of disappointment she was sure would befall on his face. “I found out I was pregnant tonight,” she sighed defeatedly. “I went to see the father when I told you I was going to Miriam’s house, but I caught him cheating and I couldn’t even tell him. And now, I’m pregnant and alone, and I don’t know what to do, dad. I’m so scared.”

Instead of anger and displeasure, her father surprised her by wrapping her in a tight embrace. He cooed her as she sobbed into the hug, letting herself fall apart in Charlie’s arms. She had been so sure that he would yell at her, chastise her for being a stupid child. But he had never been that type of man, and he never would be. “Oh, honey,” he said as he smoothed down her hair. “You’re not alone, kiddo. You’re never going to be alone in anything as long as I’m around.”

“I screwed up, dad,” she cried against his chest. “I don’t know what to do and I’m terrified.”

“Well, we’ll go to the doctor as soon as we can and we can weigh out your options,” he offered. “It’s up to you whether you wanna keep it, if you wanna give it up for adoption, or if you don’t wanna have it at all.”

“I don’t… I don’t think I wanna give it up, dad,” (Y/N) responded sheepishly. It was the first thing she had told herself. No matter what, she wanted to go through the pregnancy –with or without Paul. “Even if I have to do it by myself, I want to have this baby.”

“Again, you’re not alone, kid,” he smiled. “And if keeping the baby is what you want then that’s what we’ll do.”

“He’s right, (Y/N),” Bella added. She joined her father and sister on her bed, a soft smile stretching the corners of her mouth. “I know I haven’t been there for you for a while –I haven’t been me for a while—but you are never alone. You will always have us.”

“That’s right,” Charlie beamed, his two daughters wrapped in his arms. “We’ll take it one day at a time, kid. And let me know the kid’s name. I might have a way to scare him straight. You think a night in a jail cell would do?”

“That’s illegal, Charlie,” Bella laughed. “But, for him, I think it’s worth it.”

“He’s not worth even another thought,” (Y/N) joined. “But thank you for offering, dad.”

“Sure thing, kiddo,” he grinned. “Now, I’ll still make that doctor’s appointment as soon as possible and we’ll see what our next steps are. You’ll also have to tell your mom, but we can do that together. You should get some rest right now.”

“Thanks, dad. For everything.”

“You’re never alone, kid. I love you.”

“Love you too.”

“I’m so sorry this happened, (Y/N),” Bella said as soon as Charlie had left the room. “I should have prevented this.”

“There was no way you could have known, Bells,” she sighed. “Paul is just a wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing.”

“But I did know. Not about the cheating but that he was a bad guy. Jacob told me.”

At the sound of Jacob’s name, her heart panged. The very boy that had been in her head since she was little. The very boy that had run away from her only an hour before. “Don’t blame yourself,” she added. “I don’t think I would have listened to you. I was so blinded by him that I would have probably fought you about it. It’s on me that I didn’t see the signs.”

“No, (Y/N). It’s on him for being a shitty guy.”

“I guess,” she chuckled. “But I’ve also been a shitty person. I’ve been here for such a long time already and I haven’t gone to see Jake. I’m a horrible friend.”

“Unfortunately, that I can’t spin,” she grimaced. “But so is he. Contact goes both ways, and he hasn’t come to see you either. And he’s been avoiding me for a while too.”

“I saw him tonight,” she added meekly. “I almost ran him over.”

“You did?! What happened?”

“He ran away,” (Y/N) shrugged. “He stared at me for a second and then he ran.”

“That boy needs to stop disappearing like that,” she sighed. “He came over the other night. Told me he was avoiding me for a reason that he couldn’t explain. I’m gonna go confront him about it tomorrow.”

“Can I come? I think seeing you yell at him will cheer me up.”

“I think having you there will make him more nervous,” she grinned at her sister. “And I don’t know if that’s better or worse.”

“Why would he get nervous?” (Y/N) questioned, her curiosity quickly peaking. “It’s just me. Bella’s little sister.”

“Are you serious?”

Bella was staring at her like she had muttered the dumbest words she had heard, but she had only said what she truly believed. Jake had always had a crush on Bella and (Y/N) was just her little sister. “He’s always been in love with you, Bells,” she said. “It’s obvious.”

“Oh my god, you are serious,” Bella said in disbelief. “You know it’s you he’s always been in love with. It's so painfully obvious.”

“What’re you talking about? He was always hanging around you when we were there, he even sought you out when you came to live with Charlie. Sounds to me like he’s always crushed on you.”

“Okay, first of all, the only reason he was always hanging around me was when you were around. He only used me as an excuse,” she retorted. “And when I came to live in Forks you were the first thing he asked me about. He’s been in love with you since we were kids, (Y/N). I honestly can’t believe you never noticed.”

“How could I if I really thought he liked you?” the girl cried as she covered her face in embarrassment. “Oh god, I’m an awful person. The only reason I went after Paul was because I thought I had no chance with Jake. Now I’m definitely never gonna have it.”

“Why not? You’re a great catch.”

“I’m a single pregnant teen that hasn’t even finished high school,” she told her sister. “Sure, great catch.”

“You’re also kind, you’re smart, you’re beautiful, and anyone would be lucky to have you by their side,” Bella said with a smile. “And if Jake can’t see that then he’s not the right guy for you. It’s not like he’s the poster child for perfection.”

“But why would he ever be with me when I tried to replace him with Paul? Jake knew he was a bad guy and that I chose to be with Paul over him.”

“Look, I don’t know how tomorrow’s gonna go, but I think it’s best if you do come with me.”

“Why? What could go wrong?”

“Just rest tonight and I promise everything will be answered tomorrow.”

“Okay,” she responded, still not understanding her sister’s reluctance to answer. “Well then, good night, Bells. I’m grateful you’re my sister.”

“I’m grateful too, (Y/N). Good night.”

“Night.”

The next day couldn’t come soon enough.

(Y/N) had spent the whole night tossing and turning in her bed. The daunting realization that she was growing a human being inside her weighing on her like a thousand bricks. She was set on her decision. She wanted to keep the baby and she would do it without Paul. But he wasn’t the boy that was running through her head anymore. Instead, she could not stop thinking about what Bella had told her. She was still hesitant to believe that Jake loved her. He’d never given her any indication that he did, at least not ones she had noticed.

“Ready to go?” Bella asked, breaking (Y/N) out of her trance. “Got the car all warmed up already.”

“Yeah, just a sec.” The youngest Swan gave herself a once over, trying to look perfect. No, trying to look strong. “I’m ready.”

The sisters talked and laughed like they hadn’t the whole time they had been reunited with each other. They had both led such different lives at that point that it felt like they had abandoned the other. But that wasn’t far from the truth. At the end of the day, they would always have each other’s back.

Bella parked her truck near the Black’s house, killing the engine before she turned toward her sister. “Look, I don’t know how to explain this, but you might hear some things that sound almost made up,” she said. “But they’re not. As crazy as it might sound, they are 100% true.”

“What the hell are you talking about, Bella?”

“I just –ugh—I don’t know how to tell you this without sounding like I’ve lost my mind,” she said, her eyes begging her sister for reassurance. “But, if you really wanna be in Jake’s world, it’s only fair that you know the truth. About him… and even about Paul.”

“Paul? What do you know about Paul?”

“Do you remember the stories Billy used to tell us when we were little?” Bella started, carefully picking her next words. “The stories about the reservation and their ancestors?”

“Vaguely.”

“You remember the stories about wolves and cold ones, right?”

“Yeah,” she chuckled. “But those were just legends and stories to explain the divide between lands. What about them?”

“They’re real, (Y/N),” Bella finally admitted. “Every single thing that they told us is real.”

“Come on, Bella,” the girl smiled, not too convinced by her sister’s words. “You’re telling me that you dated a vampire. And, what? That Paul and Jake are werewolves? That’s completely fantastical. Vampires and werewolves aren’t real. Next thing you’re gonna tell me that the tooth fairy and Santa Claus exist?”

“I’m serious, (Y/N),” she said firmly, her sister’s laughter dying as soon as she looked into Bella’s eyes. “I’ve seen it. It’s real”

“So, you’ve seen Jake turning into a wolf and seen your ex drink blood? What about that doesn’t sound made up?”

“Fine,” she resigned. “If you don’t believe me. Maybe you’ll believe Jake. Now, come on.”

(Y/N) followed Bella to the red cabin, her words swimming around in her mind. Talk about the supernatural had never been something her sister had been interested in, and there she was claiming that it was all real. It couldn’t be. It was just too much.

“We need to see him,” Bella said as soon as Billy opened the door.

His eyes ran from her to (Y/N), thinking over what his response would be. “He’s not in,” the man responded.

But Bella would not give in. She knew better. “Okay, I’m sorry,” she said before stepping aside and pulling (Y/N) with her. “But we really need to see him.”

“Girls!”

(Y/N) didn’t understand what was happening. She felt like she was stuck in a bad dream where no one was making any sense. When her sister opened Jake’s bedroom door and she saw him sleeping, the girl felt her heart squeeze once more in her chest. Ever since their encounter the night before, it hadn’t stopped doing that. It hadn’t stopped calling for him.

“He looks exhausted,” (Y/N) whispered.

“I think I know why,” her sister muttered, her gaze falling on the four figures that were walking up to Jake’s house. “Wait here.”

“What why?” the younger girl questioned before following her sister’s sightline. “Why is Paul here?”

“If you still don’t believe me, you’ll believe me now.”

Bella marched out of the house, leaving her sister reeling with more and more questions.

“She told you,” Billy’s voice startled her. “You don’t believe her.”

His words seemed to want to be questions, but she could tell he was merely stating facts. “How can I, Billy?” she said. “We’re talking about the existence of supernatural creatures right in our backyard. Those things are stories you tell kids to feed their imagination. They can’t be real.”

“It is,” Jake’s voice joined. She turned to face him, any unease dissipating as she looked into his dark eyes. “I promise I’ll explain everything, but right now. I need to make sure your sister doesn’t get hurt.”

“What’re you…?”

Before she could finish talking, she heard her sister yelling outside. She followed Jacob out of the house, all in time to see Bella slapping Paul straight across the face. And everything that happened next seemed to muddle.

Where Paul stood in a split second was a silver-furred wolf baring its teeth toward her sister. Then, Jacob ran past her, jumping over Bella and transforming into a russet-colored wolf himself. The same wolf she had seen in her dream. The two animals fought each other, all teeth and claws, all snarls and growls. Even as it happened before her, it was still just as unbelievable.

Once the two wolves had disappeared into the tree line, did the older man of the group speak up. He told Jared and Embry –the two boys she had met that fateful day on the beach—to take her and Bella back to someone’s, named Emily, place. The duo quickly followed orders, jumping into the bed of Bella’s truck, never looking over to (Y/N).

The older Swan motioned for her sister to join them, telling her to get back in the car. But (Y/N) was still reeling. She still felt like she was trapped in a harrowing nightmare, waiting for the second she would wake up. All she could think of was the dream that had shaken her as she arrived in Forks. Because it hadn’t been a dream. It had been a premonition.

(Y/N) had yet to say a word, simply following the others to know what to do. Whatever they said or did, she wasn’t sure. The world around her had blurred and nothing made sense. At that moment, all she wanted was to know that Jacob was okay. The very fabric of what she knew reality to be had been changed and all she wanted to do was make sure that he was safe.

She didn’t even notice when she had entered the little house. Her gaze was far away, her mind completely disassociated from the situation. Emily, who she now knew was Sam’s fiancée and she couldn’t stare at, had offered her food or something to drink, but she couldn’t even respond. She simply shook her head and sunk into the background.

Everyone was speaking of werewolves and vampires like it was the most normal thing in the world, but it wasn’t, and (Y/N) knew that. And it seemed that Emily could tell that the girl was finding the information hard to digest.

“It gets easier,” she told her, breaking her out of her trance. “I know right now it might seem like nothing makes sense, but you get used to it.”

“I just saw two men rip their skin and turn into massive wolves,” (Y/N) finally spoke. “Don’t think I’ll ever get used to that.”

“I know how you’re feeling. When Sam told me for the first time, I was sure he had lost her mind,” she smiled. “Something tells me that once Jacob talks to you a lot of things will click into place.”

As Emily handed her a glass of water, Sam walked into the house, kissing her deeply. They were the definition of being in love. She couldn’t help but feel it when she saw them. It was what she had always dreamed of, and it was what she thought she had with Paul until the night before. It was what she had once wanted with Jacob too.

After Sam came Paul and Jacob. They were wearing matching scowls, walking as far from each other as possible. Paul entered the house, his eyes never landing on (Y/N)’s. Suddenly, the house went eerily quiet. Now knowing that they all shared thoughts, the girl knew that everyone was aware of what had happened between her and Paul.

(Y/N) felt like the walls were closing in on her and the looks of pity all the guys had given her finally made sense. She could barely breathe, and her heart hammered harshly in her chest. She needed to get out, she couldn’t be in the same space as him. Not right now. She tried to stumble out of the house, clutching at whatever she could to stabilize her body.

“Hey, (Y/N),” Bella tried to draw her attention, following her sister outside. “You’ve gotta breathe.”

But she couldn’t. Her lungs were aching, and her throat felt tight. Already, her vision was blurry with tears “I-I… I gotta…”

“Breathe, (Y/N). Breathe.”

“I can’t,” she struggled. “I-I… I can’t.”

Then, warm arms were wrapping around her, a hand running through her hair. “You’re okay, (Y/N),” Jake whispered. “I need you to breathe with me, okay?”

She nodded softly, her sobs choking her. Still, she followed the movement of Jacob’s chest, taking shaky breaths in and blowing them out seconds after. They could have been there forever and (Y/N) would have never known how much time had actually passed. But at some point, her breathing stabilized and she felt like her body was functioning properly.

“There you go,” Jacob smiled. “See? You’re okay.”

“I think I’m going crazy,” she chuckled dryly. “Nothing makes sense.”

“Let’s go for a walk, okay?” She nodded in response. “We’ll talk later, Bella.”

“Yeah, go ahead,” she said. “Make sure she’s okay. I have some words for someone else right now.”

Jake and (Y/N) walked side by side, neither daring to say the first word. The truth was, there was just too much unsaid between them and they had no idea where to start. There had already been so much change in a day that they didn’t know how much they could take.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N),” Jake finally spoke. “Firstly, for the way you found out about all of this. And secondly, for me running away last night. I’m sure you have a million questions.”

“I do,” she chuckled, staring down at the way the creek they were walking through rushed beneath her feet. “But I also want to apologize for not going to see you as soon as I got her. I actually tried… that’s when I met Paul.”

“You have nothing to apologize for, (Y/N). I didn’t seek you out either and I’ve been beating myself about it ever since,” he sighed. “I should have told you about Paul. I should have protected you from him, but I didn’t, and he broke your heart.”

“It’s not on you, Jake. It’s not on anyone but him. He knew what he was doing and that’s that,” she said. “But I don’t really want to talk about him. I want to know about everything else. You’re a werewolf.”

“Last time I checked, yeah,” he chuckled. “Only a few people in the tribe have the gene. It gets triggered when there are vampires in the area.”

“Bella’s ex and their family.”

“Yeah, and any that are passing by,” he confirmed. “Our job is to protect people from them. We keep it a secret because of the treaty our ancestors made with them decades ago. We can’t reveal their identity and we can’t reveal ours without revealing theirs. And people can’t fear what they don’t know of. ”

“Then, did they break the treaty by telling Bella?”

“They didn’t tell her about us, I kind of did,” he continued. “I was ordered to cut ties with her, but I couldn’t so I pointed her in the direction of the truth. She found out all by herself.”

“So, Bella knowing I understand. She already had knowledge of this whole world from that Edward guy,” (Y/N) started. “But why me? Why am I allowed to know all this? It can’t possibly be because she took me to your place. Billy would have stopped me from going outside but he didn’t.”

Jacob stopped in his tracks. That was the moment the truth needed to come out. He had to confess everything he’d ever felt for her and how the universe had decided to make it an unbreakable thing. All he hoped was that she didn’t push him away after.

“Being a shifter comes with more things than the ability to transform into a wolf,” he started, finally facing her. “You get superhuman strength and speed; you heal faster; you basically stop aging. And you gain the ability to imprint on someone.”

“Imprint?” (Y/N) questioned looking into his eyes for the first time since she had left the cabin. “What is that?”

“In the simplest of terms, it’s basically the moment you lay eyes on your soulmate,” he continued. His heart was beating faster, and he was sure his skin was flushing to a deep shade of red. “It's not like love at first sight, really. It's more like gravity shifts all of a sudden. You’re not bound to the earth anymore, you’re bound to that person. You become whatever they need. A friend, a brother, a partner.

When I ran into you last night, when you almost ran me over with your car…”

“Sorry about that,” she chuckled. “That would have been horrible bad luck. To run you over with a car you fixed.”

“Eh, I would have healed,” he smiled. He was glad to see her lighter. Her laughter, the most beautiful music to his ears. “But when we looked into each other’s eyes I imprinted on you. That’s why I ran. That and the fact that I knew Paul had hurt you. I could feel your pain and your sadness, and as much as I wanted to comfort you, I needed to give him a piece of my mind.

But I should have stayed with you. I should have told you everything that I’m about to tell you now.

I love you, (Y/N). I’m in love with you and I have been since I even knew what love was. I have wanted to tell you since I gave you that whittled wolf I made, but I never had the courage to. And even if you don’t feel the same for me, I need you to know that, with or without the imprint bond, you have been and always will be it for me. My heart has been yours since the moment our dad’s brought us together and it will be yours until the day I die.”

Tears were now falling from (Y/N)’s eyes. She had waited for so long to hear those words and it made her heart swell as she finally did. But she feared he would take them back as soon as she told him the truth. Imprint bond or not, no teenager wanted to become a father, especially of someone else’s baby.

“You say that because you don’t know everything,” she sobbed, turning her back to him. “There’s another reason why I was crying last night that has nothing to do with Paul cheating.”

“(Y/N), nothing you say will change what I feel for you,” Jake said, running his hands over her arms. He tried to turn her back around, but she wouldn’t budge. “What is it, huh? Just tell me, (Y/N).”

“I’m pregnant, Jake,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “And I’m keeping it. And Paul has no idea. I went to tell him as soon as I found out and caught him with someone else. I don’t even know if he would care that the baby is his.”

“Is that all?” Jacob asked softly. “You think that’s enough to change my mind?”

“It would change anyone’s mind, Jake!” (Y/N) flipped around. Her eyes were red and streaming out tears faster than she could stop them. “We’re only sixteen. The last thing in our minds should ever be starting a family. We should be thinking about what college we’re going to or what countries we want to see, not about shitty diapers and feeding schedules.

What is happening is happening to me. I’m the one that’s pregnant and I can’t burden you with someone else’s child. I can’t do that to you. Why would you ever be okay with any of this?”

“Because it’s you,” he smiled. “And why do you think you or that baby could ever be a burden to me?” His hand cradled her cheeks, his thumbs wiping away the streaks that stained her skin. “I want everything that comes with being with you. The good, the bad, and the ugly. You’re all I’ve ever wanted, (Y/N). And I meant it when I said that there’s absolutely nothing you could do or say that would change that.”

“But I can’t do that to you,” she repeated, her voice breaking in pain. “I can’t do that to someone I love.”

Jacob’s mouth stretched into a wide smile, his eyes searching hers for any sign of deception, but it wasn’t there. All he saw was a girl in love that had been broken by someone else. “You love me?” he asked happily. “Is that what you said?”

“Of course, I love you, Jake,” she smiled softly, the tears still falling from her eyes. “I’ve loved you for so long it hurts. And that’s why it’ll hurt more to let you go.”

“(Y/N), I need you to listen to me and know in your heart that what I am telling you is the absolute truth,” he said lovingly but sternly. He needed her to believe him. He had lost her once and he would never do it again. “I want you. I want all that comes with being with you. I want to be there when you start showing; I want to be there when you go to the doctor; I wanna be there when that baby comes into this world, and I will be there every moment after. I will love that child as if it was mine because it’s part you –it’s already perfect.”

“You really mean that,” she smiled. Her hands were placed on his chest, her eyes gazing into the dark brown of his. “Why? Why do you care about me so much? I don’t deserve it.”

“You deserve the entire universe, (Y/N),” he beamed. “You deserve love and happiness, and I know I can give that to you.”

All the younger girl could do was smile as she stared up at him. If she had been dreaming, she did not want to wake up. Not now. Not after the nightmare was over. She needed to prove to herself that she was awake.

She stood on her tiptoes, stretching as far as she could while she pulled Jacob down by his shirt. She crashed her lips onto his and allowed herself to get lost in that moment. Everything around them stopped. The ocean had quieted, the wind had stopped blowing, and the sun had stopped beating on their skin. It was them and only them at that moment, surrounded only by their love and affection for each other.

“Thank you, Jake,” she smiled as they finally broke apart, their foreheads pressing against each other. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear those words.”

“I think I have some idea,” he chuckled. “I have been waiting since we were kids to tell you.”

“Maybe we wouldn’t be in this mess if either of us had,” she teased. “But, honestly, I would have it any other way.”

“I love you, (Y/N),” he said before kissing her once more. “I love you today, tomorrow, and forever.”

“Well, I love you more. And I don’t think I’ll ever be able to show you just how much.”

As they walked back to the cabin, Jake’s arm draped over her shoulders, (Y/N) stopped in her tracks suddenly.

“What’s wrong?” Jake worried. “You feeling okay?”

“I haven’t thought of this, but what if Paul does want to be in this baby’s life? I mean, he has no idea that I’m pregnant.”

“Doesn’t matter,” he smiled. “If he does, he’ll have a lot to make up for. And I’ll make sure he is very apologetic for what he’s done.”

“You can’t just go around fighting him you know?” (Y/N) laughed.

“Don’t worry. He knows not to confront me with his fists –or paws—anymore.”

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wolfish-nightmares · 2 months

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Twilight Masterlist

The Cullens:

Series:

E for Everyone -

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Edward Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Alice Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Decode -

Good Dog - No matter how far they threw the stick, you kept coming back.

Jasper Hale

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Save a Horse -

Good Dog - No matter how far they threw the stick, you kept coming back.

Rosalie Hale:

Series:

Haunted -

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Emmett Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Esme Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Carlisle Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Bella Swan:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Charlie Swan:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

The Wolf Pack:

Series:

E for Everyone -

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Sam Uley:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Emily Young:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Jacob Black:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Jared Cameron:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Paul Lahote:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Anger Management - It's like when a cat is being bad, you spray it.

Embry Call:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Quil Ateara V:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Leah Clearwater:

Series:

Hatred - Leah has always made her hatred for you obvious.

Haunted -

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Seth Clearwater:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

The Voltouri:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Aro:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Caius:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Marcus:

Series:

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Alec:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Jane:

Series:

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Bloodletting -

Felix:

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Demetri:

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emxisms · 10 months

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｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:☆

ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

What I will write:

✧ Fluff

✧ Headcanons

✧ Oneshots

✧ Multi-Chapter Stories

✧ Angst

What I will not write:

✧ Smut

✧ Any triggering topics.

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:☆

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰

𝕲𝖑𝖊𝖊 ⬎

✧ Sam Evans

✧ Quinn Fabray

✧ Finn Hudson

𝕳𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝕺𝖋 𝖂𝖆𝖝 ⬎

✧ Bo Sinclair

✧ Lester Sinclair

✧ Vincent Sinclair

✧ Carly Jones

✧ Nick Jones

✧ Wade

✧ Paige Edwards

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖆𝖑𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖉 ⬎

✧ Rick Grimes

✧ Daryl Dixon

✧ Carl Grimes (Seasons 8+)

✧ Michonne

✧ Maggie Greene

✧ Glenn Rhee

𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖑 ⬎

✧ Sam Winchester

✧ Dean Winchester

✧ Castiel

✧ Rowena Macleod

✧ Charlie Bradbury

𝕿𝖊𝖝𝖆𝖘 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖜 ⬎

✧ Tex Sawyer

✧ Bubba Sawyer

✧ Vilmer Slaughter

✧ Richter

✧ Thomas Hewitt

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖔𝖞 ⬎

✧ Brahms Heelshire

✧ Greta Evans

✧ Malcolm

𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 ⬎

✧ Eddie Munson

✧ Jonathan Byers

✧ Argyle

✧ Jim Hopper

✧ Joyce Byers

✧ Steve Harrington

✧ Nancy Wheeler

✧ Robin Buckley

✧ Chrissy Cunningham

𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 ⬎

✧ Jasper Hale

✧ Edward Cullen

✧ Carlisle Cullen

✧ Alice Cullen

✧ Bella Swan (Vampire & Human)

✧ Rosalie Hale

✧ Emmett Cullen

✧ Esme Cullen

✧ Charlie Swan

𝕾𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 ⬎

✧ Stu Macher

✧ Billy Loomis

✧ Sidney Prescott

✧ Tatum Barber

✧ Randy Meeks

✧ Gale Weathers

✧ Tara Carpenter

✧ Sam Carpenter

✧ Ethan Landry

✧ Kirby Reed

✧ Chad Meeks

✧ Danny Brackett / 'Cute Guy'

✧ Quinn Bailey

✧ Wayne Bailey

𝕴𝕿 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖜𝖔 ⬎

✧ Richie Tozier

✧ Beverly Marsh

✧ Eddie Kaspbrak

✧ Bill Denbrough

✧ Stanley Uris

✧ Mike Hanlon

𝕸𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖓 𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 ⬎

✧ Gloria Prichett

✧ Haley Dunphy (Adult)

✧ Phil Dunphy

✧ Claire Dunphy

✧ Dylan Marshall

𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 ⬎

✧ Fiona Gallagher

✧ Lip Gallagher

✧ Ian Gallagher

✧ Mickey Milkovich

✧ Carl Gallagher (Adult)

✧ Veronica Fisher

✧ Kevin Ball

✧ Jimmy / Steve Lishman

✧ Svetlana Yevgeni

✧ Sean Pierce

✧ Sierra Morton

𝕮𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖘 ⬎

✧ Spencer Reid

✧ Aaron Hotchner

✧ Derek Morgan

✧ Jennifer Jareau

✧ Emily Prentiss

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𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘 ☑️

🔘 : Off

☑️ : On

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:☆

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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 2 years

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♫ ― 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒!

⋆ a few things to note before requesting!

before i start, i just want to emphasize the fact that this is strictly a plus size reader account, so i will not write for thin/skinny coded reader.

unless it's stated otherwise, the reader will be female.

my life is busy and more often than not, i am ridiculously exhausted, so it may take me longer to get to your request. I am not ignoring them!

this also goes hand in hand with the rule above, and though it hasn't happened before and i would prefer to keep it that way, please don't rush me to write your request!

please specify what kind of plotline that you would like, and also where it takes place/what season it's in the series/movie that you're requesting for!

i would really appreciate it if you would not send me a request anywhere else that is not in my inbox; like my comments on certain posts or in the comments on my ao3.

if i do not feel comfortable writing your request or if you have asked for something i do not write for, i have the right to delete them!

please also specify what trope you'd like! (i.e. enemies-to-lovers, friends-to-lovers, etc.)

the female characters that i write for will be paired up with female reader on default, so if you wish for the reader to be gender neutral, please state it if so!

i always try to keep my writing as race neutral as possible, but if you'd like a certain gender, religion, sexuality, skin color, etc. to be emphasized, please let me know! i'm always trying to make my account more inclusive for others!

if you want either a blurb, headcanon, or a oneshot, please tell me!

what i write: fluff, smut, angst, heavy angst, hurt/comfort, hurt/no comfort, sick fics, urequited love, bad endings, platonic relationships (i.e family relationships, friendships, etc.), threesomes, polyamorous relationships.

what i do not write: self-harm, sexual offenses of any sort, non-con, dub-con, age-play, dd/lg, md/lb, any kind of sexual play, little space, scat, water sports, throw up, illegal or immoral age gaps, or just any kinks that do not include clearly stated consent, incest, cheating (on the reader), feederism, fat fetishizing, requested series/mini series, songfics, singing.

♫ ― 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

women: rowena macleod, meg masters, michonne hawthorne, maggie greene, rosita espinosa, penelope garcia, emily prentiss, jennifer jareau, tara lewis, elle greenaway, natasha romanov, wanda maximoff, tess servopoulos, ss harley quinn, annie 'starlight' january, rosalie hale, alice cullen, usagi yuzuha, kuina hikari, ann rizuna.

men: dean winchester, sam winchester, castiel, rick grimes, daryl dixon, glenn rhee, aaron hotchner, spencer reid, derek morgan, luke alvez, matt simmons, steve rogers, bucky barnes, tony stark, thor odinson, loki laufeyson, matthew murdock, peter parker (no smut; goes for all universes), murphy macmanus, joel miller, boaz priestly, jim hopper, jonathan byers (smut for only s4), hughie campbell, mike schmidt, edward cullen, jasper hale, emmett cullen, carlisle cullen, charlie swan, jacob black (smut only for eclipse ➝ breaking dawn part 1-2!), chishiya shuntaro, arisu rhyohei.

#✰ ― meau's masterlist !#✰ ― meau's characters !

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ao3feed-johnnylawrence · 1 year

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Series Oneshots

by PurpleSnowDove

oneshots of Movie Series and Tv Series

Words: 1217, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV), Cobra Kai (TV), Karate Kid (Movies), Scream (Movies), The Lost Boys (Movies), Twilight (Movies), Underworld (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Underage

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Billy Loomis/Randy Meeks, Bobby Brown/Johnny Lawrence, Bobby Nash/Lou Ransone, Carlisle Cullen/Charlie Swan, Chad Meeks-Martin/Vince Schneider, Chris Emerson/Shane Powers, Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence, Daniel LaRusso/Terry Silver, David/Lucian (Underworld), Demetri Alexopoulos/Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz, Demetri/Paul Lahote, Eddie Diaz/Bobby Nash, Edgar Frog/Marko, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Albert Han (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Gregor/Varga (Underworld), Jacob Black/Edward Cullen, Johnny Lawrence/Hector Salazar, Johnny Lawrence/Terry Silver, Michael Corvin/Kraven, Michael Emerson/Paul (Lost Boys), Mickey Altieri/Dewey Riley, Miguel Diaz/Robby Keene, Mike Barnes/Daniel LaRusso, Seth Clearwater/Jasper Hale, Wes Hicks/Richie Kirsch, Billy Loomis/Stu Macher/Randy Meeks, Bobby Brown/Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence, Chris Emerson/Edgar Frog/Shane Powers, Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence/Terry Silver, David/Gregor/Varga (Underworld), David/Sam Emerson/Dwayne, Edward Cullen/Paul Lahote/Mike Newton, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Albert Han/Ravi Panikkar, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz/Bobby Nash, Jacob Black/Seth Clearwater/Jasper Hale, Michael Corvin/Kraven/Lucian, Miguel Diaz/Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence, Miguel Diaz/Robby Keene/Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz, Wes Hicks/Richie Kirsch/Vince Schneider

Additional Tags: Accidental Voyeurism, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Animal Transformation, Costume Parties & Masquerades, Crossdressing, Enemies to Lovers, Falling In Love, First Kiss, First Time, Foursome - M/M/M/M, Friends to Lovers, Fuck Or Die, Hurt/Comfort, Love Confessions, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Out of Character, Self-Esteem Issues, Self-Harm, Sex Pollen, Sexual Content, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt, Underage Sex

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/44882932

#lawrusso #johnny lawrence #cobra kai #karate kid #ao3feed

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ao3feed-binarybfs · 1 year

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Series Oneshots

read on AO3 here

by PurpleSnowDove

oneshots of Movie Series and Tv Series

Words: 1217, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV), Cobra Kai (TV), Karate Kid (Movies), Scream (Movies), The Lost Boys (Movies), Twilight (Movies), Underworld (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Underage

Categories: M/M

read on AO3 here

#binary boyfriends #binary boyfriends library #demetri alexopoulos #eli moskowitz

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imyourbratzdoll · 10 months

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Charlie being nervous about being more dominant and rough in bed but you reassure him cause you trust and love him. He goes all in. He loves being called daddy and he praises and degrades reader.

hey honey, I hope you like what I wrote.

summary - you and your partner discuss doing something in the bedroom, and he decides to give it a try.

warning - smut, daddy kink, oral sex, creampie, swearing, fingering.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

You and Charlie had discussed trying something new in the bedroom, wanting to spice it up a little, and you had asked for him to be rougher, more dominant. You noticed he had become hesitant, not talking about it after that, so when he pulled you into the bedroom, you could say you were shocked. “Uh… Undress for me, Darlin’.” You could see he was nervous, which made your heart squeeze, thinking he felt uncomfortable.

You crawl to the end of the bed and grab his hands. “Baby, we don’t have to do this if you feel uncomfortable. I love and trust you and am happy to do whatever you feel comfortable with.” You kneel up, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

“No, no. I want to do this. I just… I’ve never done this before and don’t want to disappoint you.” You nod, bringing his hands to your lips and kissing his knuckles.

You think of a way to try and trigger his more dominant side. You slowly let go of his hands and scoot back, lying back on the bed and spreading your legs. You expose your bare cunt to your man. “Why doesn’t Daddy have a taste?” You watch as something switches inside him, and his eyes darken more than they did from looking at your glistening cunt. You squeal as his hands wrap around your ankles and pull you to the end of the bed.

“Should I, huh? Should Daddy have a taste?” He growls, watching you gulp from his words. Charlie kneels, spreading your legs even more and leaning in. His tongue immediately begins to lap against your soaking cunt. Your fingers curl against the sheets, arching your back as he feasts on you. “Such a little slut for Daddy. Who made you this wet?” He begins to rub your swollen clit, flicking and pinching it, rolling it between his fingers.

“You did, Daddy!” You whimper, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as the pleasure intensifies. “Fuck, Charlie! Feels so good!” You scream as he slaps your cunt. You stare at him with wide eyes as you throb between your legs.

“It’s Daddy, you whore. Don’t you wanna be my good girl?” You nod, whimpering as you pout. Charlie buries himself back between your legs, lapping at your folds and swollen button, sucking on it as he watches you from below. You whine as he stops. “Such a good little slut. You better fucking cum, or I will punish you.” You whine, nodding, feeling your mind become fuzzy when he continues. His lips wrap around your clit, sucking and flicking it with his tongue while he inserts his fingers, thrusting roughly and fast, curling them upwards, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head and your juices to squirt out of you, covering him. “Good girl.”

Your eyes flutter closed, and a soft moan escapes you when you feel his hardened member enter you. His hand wraps around your throat, and he begins to pound into you, grunting in your ear. “Fuck, darlin’. You always feel so fucking amazing around me. You’re my good girl and as my good girl. You’re going to take my cum aren’t you?” You whine, nodding and gripping onto him. “Made me nearly cum just by calling me Daddy.” He lifts your hips, thrusting harder and deeper into your warm cunt before he groans and empties himself. “Shit, so good.” Charlie slowly pulls out and begins to clean you, and then he crawls into bed, pulls you close to him, and kisses the side of your head. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, Charlie.”

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

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fatiguing-thoughts · 4 years

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"I Can't Handle Another Boy" - Rosalie Hale

Request: BRO IMAGINE THIS! Reader lives with bella and has been dating Rose for a while. She goes up to Charlie and says “I want you to meet my partner” and bc of the shit that happened with Eddieboy, he’s all like “oh dear god not another boyfriend” but she brings in Rose and he just YES THANK GOD YES and he LOVES their relationship I’m talking the biggest stan

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I stood in front of the bathroom mirror looking myself in the eye. I point at myself, reciting what I was going to say before I go downstairs and make my request.

I walk down the stairs on this fine Sunday morning and go into the kitchen to see Charlie, my godfather, drinking coffee and reading the paper.

“Good morning, (Y/N).” He says, lifting his face up from the paper.

“Good morning Charlie.” I say nervously.

I looked around kind of awkwardly, wondering if I would ever grow the balls to do it.

“Something on your mind?” He asked me with a hint of concern.

“Uh, kinda..” I say voice trailing off.

He looks at me, nodding for me to continue.

“Well, I just think that maybe it’s time for you to uh, ya know.. Meet my partner?” I say to him, with a hopeful look on my face.

He almost chokes on his coffee, earning a chuckle from Bella in the hallway. “Oh god, I can’t handle any more boys. I can’t.” He says with an exhausted look on his face.

“That’s fine, you don’t have to.” I said smiling.

He didn’t get my reference, but I didn’t correct his next statement.

“No, no I have to. I want to meet them.” He said, struggling to get that last part out after the hell he’s had to go through with Bella and Edweird.

“Okay, thank you. They’ll be here today at three.” I said excitedly.

“Today at three?” Now he really choked on his coffee.

“Yes, thank you. I have it all under control.” I ran over and hugged him, as he sat still.

I ran up the stairs and told Rose that she should be here for 3. She was equally nervous as she was excited, which I don’t blame her for as her brother left a bad taste in Charlie’s mouth.

I spent the next few hours tidying up and getting stuff ready for Rosalie and Charlie to meet, formally as your partner-- not just as Edward’s sister.

At 2:50 you heard her car pull up. Charlie was sitting at the table cleaning and loading his gun.

“Charlie, please. It’s not necessary. You’re gonna be happy, you’ll be surprised.” I say, pleading with him.

“Oh you’re dating Jacob?” He says hopefully.

“No.” I say frowning.

“Okay, okay.” He says, throwing his hands up in defeat.

I heard the knock on the door and let her in.

“Hello Mr. Swan.” She says as she extends her hand to shake his.

“Rosalie? You can just call me Charlie.” He reassures her.

And then it clicked. We watched him, his face showing everything on his mind. At first, confusion. And then there it was-- the lightbulb went off.

“Ohh. I get it now.” He said smiling.

He was probably confused, as you never mentioned that you were interested in women. But he never asked, it never came up in conversation. We just smiled at him.

“Come, sit down.” He said ushering us into the living room.

We all sat and talked for a while. Rosalie and him talked a lot about cars, as he was always interested and she had her mechanical engineering degree under her belt. Aside from her quite obvious love of cars and mechanics, tuning every supercar in the household.

They went outside and checked out her BMW M3, talking about all of the specs. They seemed to hit if off really well.

As dinner time rolled around, I told him that we had planned a dinner date. That way we could avoid the whole vampires can’t eat thing, don’t need him to question anything.

He almost seemed, disappointed when we were leaving. He hugged us goodbye and we went on our way; but not before he pulled me back into the doorway and talked to me quickly.

“I really like her, (Y/N). She’s great for you. Rosalie and you seem really happy.” He said as he pat my shoulder.

“Thank you, Charlie.” I said, hugging him once more before leaving, following my beautiful girlfriend into her car.

“I know you heard him.” I said giggling.

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theblackhate · 2 months

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Some clarification about my blog

Welcome to my blog! If you don't follow me on Ao3, I recommend doing so because the one-shots published here will be exclusive scenes of the fanfiction that i write there!

#twilight #emmett cullen #edward cullen #jasper hale #new moon #eclipse #breaking dawn #vampire #carlisle cullen #bella swan #alice cullen #esme cullen #rosalie hale #charlie swan #jacob black #oneshot

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twilightinanotherlife · 3 years

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First Day Phenomenon

Fandom: Twilight/Life and Death

Pairing: Bella/Edythe

Warning(s): Mention of character death

Word count: < 2,000

Summary: Twilight AU. Hybrid Bella Swan arrives in Forks, Washington after a terrible tragedy. She meets the Cullen family and a near fatal car crash forces her to use her vampire powers.

January 25, 2005 (Bella’s P.O.V)

Since last November, I have been hunted by red-eyed vampires. They had come out of the shadows, feral in their demeanor. Their coal eyes ablaze with thirst. They had crossed our path mid-hunt. It had been just an ordinary hunting and camping trip with my dad. I didn’t know that it would be our last. My life has been chaos ever since. I have swum in rivers to wash away my scent. I never stay in one place for too long. Posing as an emancipated minor in the Logging Capital of the World and enrolling myself in high school was normal for me these days. I arrived at Forks High School early to avoid the inevitable stares of my future peers. Rumors about me and why I was in Forks had already spread since I moved to town a week ago. I didn’t mind so long as I was safe from James and Victoria.

My morning classes were spent trying to ignore the whispers of my classmates, but my enhanced hearing made that difficult. Mr. Jefferson’s second period Government was particularly annoying due to Mike Newton’s and Tyler Crowley’s ceaseless mumbling about my looks. I also didn’t enjoy third period Trigonometry. Mostly because of Ms. Varner, who was the only teacher to make me stand up in front of the class and introduce myself. And because, well, it was Trig. Lunch time came and I walked to the cafeteria from Mrs. Goff’s Spanish class with Jessica Stanley.

It was there in the lunchroom when I saw them. A table of vampires. They sat at a table as far away from the student population as possible. There were five of them. Four females and one male. I had caught the faint scent of vampire when I arrived in town. I had hoped the scent was old, but of course I wasn't so lucky.

I was relieved to see that they had golden eyes. The sure sign that they drank the blood of animals. Just like my father had. Just like I did. I focused my hearing, tuning out the sound of heartbeats and the chatter of students at my table. I easily found the voices of the vampires. They spoke amongst themselves in a pitch in audible to human ears.

“Is the new girl afraid of us yet?”

It was the male who had posed the question. I chanced a look in their direction. The one who had spoken was exceptionally handsome. Even sitting down, I could see that he was tall. He had a muscular build and I suspected he was stronger than the average vampire. One of the smaller girls answered.

“I’m not sure. I can’t hear her thoughts.”

She had my full attention. The telepath was impeccably gorgeous. I was used to the godlike beauty of vampires, but she took my breath away. Her long hair was somewhere between red and brown with a metallic sheen that could only be described as bronze. She was slender and petite. I could see muscles underneath her perfectly smooth skin. My gaze lingered or her full and pink lips. Her beauty could only be compared to that of Aphrodite’s. She must have felt me staring because her eyes looked up to meet mine. I heard her breath catch in her throat. She was just as shocked by my beauty as I was by hers. Though I appeared human I still possessed the enhanced beauty of a vampire.

“That’s Edith Cullen.”

Jessica’s voice brought my attention back to the humans at my table.

“Edith isn’t really friend material,” Jessica continued. “Apparently, no one is good enough.”

Jessica continued to tell me all about the elusive Cullen and Hale family. The two blondes – Rosalie and Jessamine Hale- were the nieces of Doctor Cullen's partner Mr. Cullen. They had been adopted by their uncle upon the death of their parents. Edythe was Dr. Cullen’s goddaughter before being adopted by him after her parents died. The fourth girl and the guy were Alice and Emmett Cullen. They were siblings and Doctor Cullen’s foster kids. I was positive that this was all a story fabricated by the Cullen’s for the humans. Dad and I had often woven backstories when we lived amongst humans.

The lunch hour ended, and I was escorted to my next class by Mike. Biology II was my second to last class of the day. I stepped through the door to see that the class was nearly full. The last empty seat was next to Edith Cullen. I made my way to the chair, trying not to notice the fallen angel who was clearing her books from my side of the desk. Mr. Banner entered the room with a box of microscopes. He began class by announcing that we would be doing a lab on onion root tip mitosis. After passing out the lab equipment and giving instructions he left the students to work

“Hello.”

The voice was lovely. I turned to face its source and met eyes that were brighter than polished topaz.

“My name is Edith Cullen. You are Isabella Swan, right?”

“It’s just Bella.” I corrected her.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Bella.”

A smile tugged at the corner of her full lips. Be still my beating heart. She reached for the worksheet and wrote her name at the top. Edythe. I had been spelling her name wrong in my mind. She passed the paper to me and a scribbled my name next to hers. I couldn’t explain it, but seeing our names together felt right.

“Would you like to go first?” Edythe gestured to the microscope with the first slide in place.

“Sure.”

I easily identified the slide as prophase, but before I could write it on the worksheet Edythe asked to confirm. The rest of the lab went on like this. One of us would identify the slide, fingers grazing as the microscope was passed between us. Then the other would double check before writing the answer on the worksheet. We were the first lab partners in the class to complete the assignment.

“You’re from Phoenix, yes?”

“That’s right,” I responded.

It was more or less true. Phoenix was the last place I lived while on the run. And I had been born there. Saying I was from Phoenix was as good a lie as any.

“What brings you to Forks?”

Her eyes bored into mine, butterscotch yellow met chocolate brown, looking for answers. At lunch, she had said to Emmett that she couldn’t her my thoughts. I suspected that she was trying to read my mind now. I knew she wouldn’t be able to as long as I had my shield up. The shield that protected my mind from all mental powers.

“My dad recently passed away and I... uh…just wanted a fresh start. I really needed to get out the city.”

Another half-truth, but she didn’t need to know that.

“I’m so sorry for your loss.” Edythe’s voice was sincere. It was the most genuine condolence I had gotten since I came to Forks.

“How are you liking Forks?” Edythe furthered the conversation.

“It’s...cold. And the people have been – “

“Annoyingly inquisitive?”

“I was going to say overly friendly, but ‘annoyingly inquisitive` works too.”

Edythe’s eyes moved to the amused smile on my lips. She smiled back at me.

“I remember what that’s like. My family moved here from Alaska two years ago.”

“Does it get any better?”

“So far? No.”

We shared a laugh. Conversation with Edythe was easy, and we continued talking until the bell rang. I hadn’t smiled like this since before my dad died. My last class was Gym, and it couldn’t go by fast enough. It wasn’t that I did poorly in sports, it just wasn’t any fun when I had to hold back and play at a teenage human level.

The school day ended at last, and I made my way out to the parking lot. I drove a red 1953 Chevy pickup that I bought at a used car dealership in Seattle. The truck wasn’t as fast as I would’ve liked, but it blended in with the hand me down cars of my classmates. The temperature had dropped dramatically throughout the day. Now there were patches of sleek ice where there were once rain puddles. Standing in front of the back of my truck, I dug my keys out of my bag. From the corner of my eye, I could see Edythe standing by a shiny silver Volvo for cars down. Her attention was on the school doors. ‘She must be waiting for her family’ I thought to myself. The doors opened and out came the rest of the Cullens and Hales. They had just reached the Volvo when an ear-splitting screech pierced the air. A driver had hit a patch of ice wrong, now their van was skidding across the lot. And it was heading right for me.

The adrenaline coursing through my veins heightened my already enhanced senses. I saw what happened in the next few seconds in immaculate detail. Students in the parking lot froze in honor as they watched the Chevy Astro careen towards me. My muscles coiled in anticipation and I crouched down. I dove out of the way a split second before the van collided with the back of the truck. I landed in a kneeled position behind the tan car parked beside my truck, but I wasn’t in the clear yet. The sickening crunch of the van folding around my truck’s bed echoed in my ears. The front of the van curled around a corner of the truck bed and the back end of the van was about to collide with me. My left knee was planted on the pavement along with my left arm. I rolled forward and my right shoulder hit the icy blacktop. I used my forward momentum to roll out of the van’s path. The van crushed the tan car, and I instinctively threw my arms over my head to protect from the shower of debris.

There was a moment of silence before chaos wreaked havoc. Students crowded around where I was kneeling. I heard shouts of “Bella are you okay?!” and “Get Tyler out of the van!” There was one voice that stood out among the crowd.

“Let me through!” I looked up to see Edythe elbowing her way through the throng of students. She knelt beside me. “Bella are you . . . alright?”

The hesitation was crystal clear in her voice. I was certain she had seen the stunt I had pulled, but I could tell that she didn’t understand what she saw. To Edythe, I was an average and ordinary human. And average humans couldn’t move that fast.

“I’m fine,” I answered. “Will you help me stand?”

I didn’t need the help but asking was the human thing to do. Edythe’s hands gently gripped my forearms and I leaned into her to let her support my weight.

“How did you move out of the way so fast?” Edythe whispered the question in my ear once we were standing. “The van was going to crush you.”

I didn’t know how to answer her question, so I did the only thing I could think of. I placed my hand atop my head and allowed myself to sway on my feet. Edythe’s hand wrapped and my torso to steady me.

“Easy Bella.”

“She okay?” Jessica stood on my other side.

“I think she hit her head.” Edythe responded. She looked at me. “Did you?”

“I think so,” I said weakly.

Edythe suddenly seemed aware of how close to me. She took a couple small steps back. Her attention was on Jessica again.

“Have the paramedics been called?”

“Yeah. Mike called them. They should be here soon.”

Off in the distance I could hear the ambulance’s sirens. I knew Edythe-and the rest of the Cullens– could hear it too. Soon enough the sirens would deafen the ears of Forks High’s population.

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lilwolfw · 2 years

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My one-shot of Charlie Swan and his sad life in a Soulmate!Au with baby Bella

Twillight is everything but they don’t valorizade Charlie enough

Synopses: Charlie Swan is only a young cop in a quiet, boring town; in the knowledge that he was never going to find his soulmate, but no problem: he has his little Belle and everything will be fine.

[charlie!centric||soulmate!au||oneshot]

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link, ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35962663

link, wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/307537236-beyond-the-rainbow?