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sethsclearwater · 18 days

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poly!paulxreaderxjared where they're just fucking her brains out and reader is whining about them being too big but they're not having any of it and fucking her senseless

these two are NUTS

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"c'mon babe," jared mused with a laugh, taking your hips into his hands so he could manhandle you into straddling paul's bare waist, both boys already well aware of how quickly you had managed to fall into the subspace tonight.

paul chuckled when he saw the way you were looking at him, tears rapidly streaming down your cheeks as you tried to handle the frustration of not being able to cum.

both boys had managed to edge you all day long, each taking their sweet time messing with your head just enough to have you teetering on the edge of falling into the subspace so they could have their way with you tonight.

almost as soon as you had gotten home from emily's and they had you undressed, you were a blubbering sobbing mess as you tried to explain how badly you wanted to cum. neither boy was too phased by your tears, already beyond used to seeing you like this nearly every time they tag teamed you.

"'m comin' bun," paul reassured, grabbing his hardened cock and lining it up with your soaked entrance while jared held your hips up, both knowing you weren't in any kind of shape to be on top without their support.

before you could sob out something about him taking too long, jared was pulling your hips down and sheathing paul inside your pussy. paul dropped his head back with a groan, his hands sliding onto your thighs and gripping them tightly while you let out a loud gasp at the sudden intrusion.

you were immediately moving to lift your hips up but jared held you in place, "'s too much-" you blubbered, sniffling as you peeked over your shoulder to see jared chuckling and rolling his eyes.

"you're fine babe, takin' him so well aren't you?" he asked, sliding one releasing one of his hands' grips on your hip in favor of cupping your face in his hand, using the pad of his thumb to brush away some of the stray tears.

"good?" you repeated back to jared, voice barely above a whisper which had him humming and nodded, barely containing his laughter over how quickly you managed to change your mind about having paul's cock so quickly pressed inside your pussy.

"such a good girl," jared reassured, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead, "now lay down on paul, yea? i wanna fuck you too," he mused, laughing when you let out a low whine.

he released your jaw so you could turn your attention to the man currently buried inside you, "c'mere bunny," paul cooed, letting out a breathy laugh when you quickly complied and laid down on his chest, allowing him to wrap his arms around you tightly.

"your pussy feels like heaven," paul praised, pressing his lips to your hairline as he felt the way your tight walls were desperately clenching and unclenching around him as you worked to accommodate his intrusion.

"alright jared's comin' now, okay?" paul asked as jared finished lubricating his cock, pumping it a few times before he was teasingly dragging the tip along your stuffed entrance.

you let out a low whine, burying your face in the crook of paul's shoulder which had both boys laughing again, "you got it babe," jared reassured, both him and paul plenty confident in your ability to take them both.

"deep breath for me bunny," paul murmured, stroking one hand up and down your back soothingly as both boys waited for you to inhale, jared pressing his cock into your walls when you exhaled.

at the intrusion, both men let out a loud groan and you let out another loud, muffled whine into paul's shoulder which had both jared and paul rolling their eyes. you had quite literally been begging to have both boys inside you all day so to say you were being dramatic was the understatement of the year.

despite your dramatics, paul praised you anyways, "takin' our cocks like such a good girl, aren't you bun?" he asked, smiling when you sniffled and nodded.

you lifted your head from his shoulder for a moment, "bein' a good girl," you reassured, voice hushed.

jared offered your hips a gentle squeeze, "such a good girl," he cooed, leaning down to press his lips to your shoulder.

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bangtanmix73 · 1 year

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The Empty House - Quil & Jared

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, swearing table sex, sex in Emily’s house (no one’s there), oral (f & m receiving), Quil being a little shit, multiple orgasms, actual aftercare, let me know if I missed anything.

(Y/n) strolled into Emily’s house, glancing around to see it fairly empty. There was only Jared and Quil.

“Where are the others?” She spoke up, grabbing their attention.

“They’re on patrol and Emily’s substituting at the school.” Quil answered, moving to an empty seat, patting the one he was just in. She sat down in the chair.

“So, how are you two?” She attempted to start a conversation.

“We’re fine.” Quil answered.

“Would be better if we had a turn.” Jared added, smirking at her.

She rolled her eyes playfully. “If that’s what you wanted, you could’ve just said so.”

The boys didn’t respond as she crawled down under the table in front of Jared. She unbuttoned his shorts, tugging them down enough to pull his hardening cock out. Making eye contact with the man, she gave a kitten lick to his tip, causing his breathing to go uneven. Her tongue swirled around his tip before taking him in her mouth, giving a hard suck. His hand tangled itself into her hair, releasing a groan from his clenched teeth. Her head bobbled up and down, deep throating him.

Quil slipped two fingers in her cunt, his thumb rubbing her clit. One of her hands left Jared’s thighs, grasping onto Quil’s shoulder. The girl let out another muffled moan. Jared’s hips bucked at the vibrations, causing the girl to gag slightly.

“Fuck,” Jared cursed under his breath.

Using her hair, he pulled her off of him, a line of saliva connecting from her lips to his cock. Quil removed his hand from her core, making her whine.

“On the table,please,” Quil said softly, helping her crawl out from under the table. She allowed Quil to pick her up to place her on the table. With help from Quil, she shimmied off her pants and underwear, her shirt and bra coming off with ease.

She sat naked on the edge of the table, legs spread open, her core on display for the wolves. Quil kneeled in front of her, his lips wrapping around her clit, earning a soft moan from the girl.

Jared stood from his chair, placing himself next to Quil. He connected his and (Y/n)’s lips while his hands found her breasts. Quil took advantage of her attention being on Jared and slid two fingers in, electing moans from her that were stifled by Jared.

She bucked her hips, practically riding his fingers, his mouth still on her clit. She began to paw at Jared, moaning into his mouth as Quil added a third. The wolf standing pinched and pulled at her nipples. He pulled away from her, his mouth kissing down her neck, her collarbone, to her breasts, taking one nipple in her mouth. He swirled his tongue around the nipple a few times before moving to the other, giving it the same attention.

Quil added a fourth digit, his fingers pistoling in and out of her cunt. She felt the coil in her stomach tighten.

“Q-Quil, I’m gonna cum.” She breathed out.

At her words, he curly haired boy gave an extra hard suck at her clit, causing the coil in her stomach to snap. Crying out, she arched her back, one hand on Jared’s arm, the other tangled in Quil’s hair.

Coming down from her first high of the day, she let go of the boys, allowing them to move away. Quil let go of her clit with a pop, the same happening when Jared pulled away from her nipple The boy on his knees before her pulled his fingers from her, popping them in his mouth, groaning at the taste of her.

Jared chuckled at him, “She taste good?”

“So good,” he answered. She felt her face heat up from the praise.

“Cute,” Jared whispered in adoration before turning to Quil. “I want to have her first.”

The boy nodded, standing up to move out of his way. Jared quickly replace Quil’s spot, this time standing.

She spread her legs wider to make sure he could have full access. Jared wrapped one of her legs around his waist, positioning himself at her entrance.

“You ready?” He asked, giving her an out. She nodded eagerly. With her conformation, he ran the tip through her folds a few times before pushing into her, both moaning at the feel of the other.

“So tight and wet for us, not to mention how good you feel.” He groaned into her ear, moving at a slow pace.

She hid her face in his neck at the praise. She rocked herself into him. Jared got the hint and began to move at a faster pace, earning more moans out of her.

Quil wandered over to the two, his hand slid down her body to her clit, rubbing in fast, harsh circles. She clenched around Jared, earning a move from him, her nails digging into his shoulders, no doubt leaving crescent marks which will heal fairly quickly.

“Quil,” he grunted out, “if you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum too soon.” Quil smirked at his words, adding pinching her clit to his ministrations.

She gasped, her walls clamping around Jared as she came. Jared cursed profanities as he realized his seed inside her.

Quil pulled his hand away, a smirk still on his smug face. Jared gave him a glare once he came down from his high. He was still thrusting inside of her albeit at a slow pace, letting her ride out her high.

When she came down from her high, she pressed a kiss to Jared’s cheek to tell him she’s good as she was too tired to speak. He pecked her lips, pulling out of her reluctantly. Jared moved away from her, going somewhere in the house, most likely to the bathroom to clean up.

She couldn’t focus on him too long as Quil came into her line of sight between her legs. He, now, had his shorts pulled down enough for his cock to be out.

“Still okay with this?” He asked sweetly. She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Yeah,” she whispered.

He carefully pushed into her. She whined at the sensitivity from her previous orgasms. He waited a minute for her to adjust. She laid her head on his shoulder.

“I’m good,” she muttered. He began to thrust, slowly, at first. He eventually reached a fast pace, faster than Jared, fast enough to make the table underneath her rock.

He moved to the side slightly. He didn’t think anything of it until she gasped. He continued to hit the same spot. Her moans got louder the more he hit it. She was moaning deliciously in his ear. Then he figured it out.

He hit her g-spot.

Judging by the shock (and pleasure) on her face, he was the first to find it. Oh his ego was through the roof now.

He began to slam into her, hitting the same spot each time. Tears swelled up in her eyes from the pleasure, losing control of what she was saying. She was babbling, begging the man inside her not to stop.

Her nails dug into his back. Only when (Y/n) clenched around him did he realize he was close. His hand slid from her thigh to her clit, once again, rubbing harsh circles. She bucked her hips wildly, moaning louder than before.

“Cum,” he grunted out. She clenched around him hard enough to trigger his orgasm. He spilled his load into her as she came around his cock, her mouth open, letting out a silent scream, white completely clouding her vision.

Once she came to, Quil wasn’t inside her anymore. Instead, Jared was cleaning the mix of cum that spilt out of her. He had fixed himself back in his shorts.

He glanced up at her, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m…good.” She said, breathing still uneven.

Quil came out of the bathroom, cleaned and cock in his shorts again.

“We better get your clothes back on. They should be back soon.” He was rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

She nodded, sliding off the table, barely being able to stand on her wobbly legs. The boys decided not to tease her and helped her with her clothes.

“I think I’m gonna head home. You tired me out.” She giggled, causing them to chuckle.

“Be safe.” They called out as they bid her goodbye.

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sadembryhours · 1 year

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things change [but not him.]

snippet of autistic!quil , autistic!reader goes to a new restaurant and the atmosphere gets the best of them.

i was really bouncing between embry & jared for this one, so he is left unnamed! can b platonic or romantic, whichever <3

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One thing you like about living in a small town was the absence of change. If things became different — if new shops or restaurants or people popped up — it was usually the talk of the town long enough for you to become used to it.

Until you started venturing out to the city with everyone, where everything was different.

There wasn’t a menu you could look up online, and the atmosphere was a change to the other places you new. But, Paul insisted on eating at this new place ; that you’d love it because the reviews were outstanding. You went just to make him happy — you went because you knew it was rare to go out of town and the others looked just as excited.

Wide eyes were staring down at the menu but not taking anything in. The lights were bright ; the music was popping in your ears and banging against your brain. Quil is sitting in front of you, the toe of his shoe tapping against yours as he desperately tries to settle you both.

Seth tugs at the edge of your menu, bringing your eyes to him. He’s speaking, mouth forming words you can’t hear. His smile fades the longer you stare at his mouth as your fingers begin to twitch.

You want to rock ; want to bang your spine into the chair behind you so hard it makes your entire body quake. Squeezing your eyes shut, you’re desperate for some kind of relief. The urge to pull and tug on your hair lessens as the need to pick at your lip skin heightens.

Eventually, you settle for rubbing the palm of your hand against your jeans. The roughness settles you just enough to open your eyes once more — it reminds you of the times you’d rub the material of your clothes until your fingertips seemed to disappear.

A phone is slid into your view, the screen dim enough that it doesn’t make you feel like squinting. Can I help? is written on the blacked out snapchat screen. You nod, sucking your bottom lip between your teeth as the phone is taken away. It’s placed back in your view, the question something different. Can I touch you?

Again, you nod and melt at the warmth that meets the top of your head. Slow, heated hands glide down until they’re on your shoulders and they squeeze. He takes them off, starting at the top of your head again and repeating the process until you’re breathing steadily.

“I’m going to bring your chair closer to mine, okay?” The warning is whispered close to you. Nodding, you allow him to pull you close and wrap his arm around your shoulders heavily. The added pressure makes you relax even further.

The menu is starting to make sense now — the words looking like actual words — but he reads it out to you quietly anyways. He knows your eating habits already ; knows what dishes to skip because you wouldn’t even think of ordering it.

You look up to Seth suddenly, breaking him from his conversation. Your voice is melted in with the background music, muted and quiet as you continue to steady yourself. “What were you saying?”

“Just asking what you were going to order!” Seth grins. He isn’t displeased with your lack of conversation ; doesn’t judge or punish you for the way your brain works.

Smiling back at him, you look down to the menu once more. You lean into his warmth a little more before nodding, telling Seth what you were choosing to eat.

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ivorydragoness44 · 1 year

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Imagine baking cookies for the Wolf Pack:

Hearing the beep of the oven, you sprung into action. As you pulled on a set of oven mitts, you could hear the fast approaching footsteps. It was not everyday that you baked cookies from scratch, much less so many batches. The heat of the oven engulfed your face when you opened the door to retrieve the trays from the racks. Closing the door and turning around, you nearly spilled the cookies. “Did you guys gain the ability to teleport while you were out running around?” You asked when you found yourself faced with a group of eager wolf shifters. They laughed as you set the trays of cookies down on the counter. “Nah, we’re just really fast,” said Quil. You laughed as you took off the oven mitts. “Yeah, in wolf form.” “We’re still fast!” Jared defended. “We’ll show you, watch this,” Embry said, reaching for a cookie. “Ah-ah!” You swatted at his hand.

“Hey~” he frowned; the others laughing or otherwise looking for an opportunity. “No. They’re right out of the oven. Let them see the light of day for ten seconds!” There was a pause, and you could only assume what they had in-mind. “Ten,” Paul smirked. “No.” A few of them frowned. “Why not?” “Yeah, it’s not like we’ll burn our tongues off,” Jared crossed his arms. “They said ‘no’.” Leah called over the boys. “And the more you ask, the longer you’ll have to wait.” “And didn’t we just eat?” Jacob said, leaning against the wall. “Have you ever had the cookies that they make? They’re amazing!” Seth piped up, finally getting a word in. You froze in thought. “Wait, really? I thought you all just wanted to eat whatever food was accessible.” Quil shrugged. “I mean, yeah, but we really like your baking too.” “Aww, you guys.”

“So~…can we have one now?”

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Thank you for reading!

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theaskywalker · 1 year

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Imagine making a bet with Jared and Quil about who will eat the most chicken wings

Masterlist

#twilight #new moon #eclipse #breaking dawn #twilight wolf pack #twilight wolves #jared cameron #quil ateara #jared cameron x reader #quil ateara x reader #jared cameron imagine #quil ateara imagine #imagines #twilight imagines #00s #la push #betting #chicken wings

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kinzis-writing · 2 years

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Who I write for!

OBX

JJ Maybank

Pope Hayward

John B Routledge

Rafe Cameron

Topper Thornton

Harry Potter

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Teen Wolf

Stiles Stilinski

Derek Hale

Jordan Parrish

The Vampire Diaries/The Originals

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Klaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

MCU

Peter Parker

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Twilight

Embry Call

Paul Lahote

Jacob Black

Quil Ateara

Jared Cameron

Seth Clearwater

I’m not doing Sam because I think him and Emily are super cute!

Criminal Minds

Spender Reid

Derek Morgan

You can still request people and I may write for them! It just depends what the prompt/request is and who it is. I’ll have my prompt list posted in a few days. 💕☺️

*Please keep in mind that I’m new to tumble so I’m slightly slow with my writings.* ❤️

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findmeinforks · 8 months

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The Incident - Paul Lahote x Fem!Reader

A little one shot that I just couldn't stop writing. A good angst to fluff (btw my fics will never be all angst, im too soft). Also do not fear, Im working on a Sam fic and part 3 to not letting you go. But you let ME know what you think of this one ❤️ 2K words

"My SISTER, Paul. She's my fucking SISTER!" you yelled, voice hoarse as your throat cracked.

"I could give a SHIT LESS WHAT SHE IS. YOU'RE. NOT. GOING." He screamed, jaw taut as he tried his best to subside the tremors that were threatening to take over his body.

You ignored the teeth he bared, shaking your head and scoffing.

"Aren't you tired of this?! I'm going over there. I HAVE to know she's safe."

"YOU SERIOUSLY THINK I'LL JUST SIT BY AND WATCH MY IMPRINT GO TO A PLACE WHERE I CAN'T PROTECT HER? WHAT ABOUT ME KNOWING THAT YOU'RE SAFE?? HUH?? YOU'RE SICK IF YOU THINK I WOULD BE OKAY WITH THIS!"

"Sick?!? SICK?!? LETS TALK ABOUT HOW 'SICK' IT IS THAT YOU WOULD WANT TO KILL HER AND THE BABY. THATS MY FAMILY PAUL!"

"AND WERE NOT?"

It had been like this for a week straight. Ever since the pack stormed through the door announcing their mission to kill Bella and the unborn child within her.

You felt as though your two families had been pinned against each other. Head spinning at the idea of there being a 'choice' between your sister and imprint.

On one hand you were desperate to make sure she was alright, but also exhausted at the never ending battle with your boyfriend.

Sure you had talked to Bella over the phone, but you didn't buy into the lies like your father had. Even though you knew significantly more than he did, she still attempted to downplay the situation. She had done this numerous times since getting thrown into the vampire world, but she could only keep you in the dark for so long before you unraveled the truth.

You had to see her. Even if it was the last time. By fate, or at the hands of the pack. You had to be there for her, as she would you.

Leaving your imprint though? Was at task challenging at best. On at least four different occasions you fought with Paul for so long that Emily and Sam had to intervene, prying you two apart at the pleads of other pack members.

Emily would console you while you ranted and Sam would make Paul run off his anger in the woods. When you faced him again, it turned into a rerun of the same argument. Nobody in the house had gotten sleep, and the things were progressively getting worse.

Quil came through the door, widening his eyes.

"Just a heads up everyone, a little comedic relief does not go over well. I saw my life flash before Paul's eyes." He huffed before sitting down.

"When is this going to be overrrr?" Embry whined. He shoved his head in his hands on the kitchen table while you and Paul went at it in the front yard.

Emily sighed.

"Unfortunately sooner than you think....Y/N packed her suitcase this morning." She said quietly.

"You're not really going to let her go over there are you?!?" Kim stood up, looking at both Emily and Sam.

"If you would like to stop her, please, be my guest." Sam motioned his hand to outside, where you and Paul could be seen through the window. You were throwing your arms up and pointing fingers at him, while his voice boomed loudly, towering his large frame over yours.

Kim winced.

You had always been the calm to Paul's raging storm. 'Made him all soft' as the guys would tease. None of them had actually seen you two disagree with each other. In the mind link they saw glimpses of minor arguments, most of the time being reconciled in the sheets..

Paul eventually got an order by Sam to think about something else while on patrol. 'Literally, anything else'.

"She's not going anywhere. I can count on my hand how many times they've been apart since he imprinted. They'll work it out eventually." Jared said as he pulled Kim on his lap, taking a hunk out of his apple.

Kim didn't share a look that she believed him, worriedly looking out to where you stood.

A few moments passed when her body stiffened and she gasped, making Jared look where she was.

"SHIT! SHIT!" He said, throwing Kim off his lap.

Sam turned to look out the window in time to see Paul phase, his sharp claw making contact with your skin. Your blood curdling scream instantly had everyone else off their seats, nearly knocking each other over to race outside.

You laid on the ground as your body wracked with sobs, clutching your side. Blood gushed through your hand as you started to panic, scrambling to stand. The large silver wolf only stood for a few moments before Paul shifted back, completely horrified as he frantically tried to reach you.

He felt his heart nearly rip out of his chest as you backpedaled into Emily, who was helping to hold you upright.

"NO! NO! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! IM DONE!" You cried.

Sam stood in the middle of the two of you.

Paul could feel his chest caving in, hand out, speaking more gently than he had at all in the past week.

"B-baby. Please. Please, I'm- I'm so sorry baby. Please let me just see-"

"NO! I'm done. I'm done. I'm leaving. I'm done." You repeated like a mantra, limping to the car.

"Y/N you cannot drive like this..." Emily attempted to say as she stepped in from behind you. She could see your anxiety was heightened, and afraid to set you off further.

"I have to go," you choked, on the verge of tears as you tried to open the drivers side. You had yet to even notice the gash in your side, adrenaline pumping wildly through your body.

Paul made his way around Sam, grabbing your other arm that was holding the door.

"You are crazy if you think I'm letting you leave like this. Please come-"

You yanked your arm from his grasp.

"Don't. Let me go!" You said coldly.

Paul froze. He couldn't move. You never spoke to him like this. Even in the numerous fights you two had this week.

Every single instinct in his body needed to help you. He knew you were downplaying your injuries. He knew he just royally fucked everything up. But the absolute last thing you could do was walk into a house full of vampires dripping in blood. Fucking doctor or not.

"Come inside and let me take a look at you, okay? Please." Emily said to coax you, frantically looking at your wound.

This made Sam follow her gaze, looking down to see the blood pouring from your side hadn't stopped, and you were growing paler by the minute.

"Y/N....you're going to stay here and I'll call Sue." He said in an authoritative voice, leaving no room to argue as he turned to start dialing the number.

You almost argued. You almost fought both of them on the subject. Your stubbornness almost won.

But you felt an immense pain. So strong you don't know how the hell you didn't notice it when you stood up.

That couldn't be good.

"....Y/N?" Paul said, barely above a whisper. Tears were now silently streaming down his face as he held both hands out slightly. Not close enough to touch you but to be prepared in case you fell.

You could feel yourself start to float in and out of consciousness. You tried to ground yourself by focusing on something. You looked at his hands that were outstretched.

Those hands that you held on your first date. The hands that hover your back anywhere you go. The hands that lift you up from the couch on movie nights to bring you to bed. The hands that move in just the right way when making love to you. The hands that were now shaking, not out of anger, but fear. You loved those hands.

"Y/N? Baby?" Paul said louder, more urgently as he could see you fading.

You watched him get blurry as the world started to spin.

"Paul," you murmured, before fading into darkness. The last thing you remember were the hands that caught you before you hit the ground.

"Y/N!!!" Paul screamed as he caught your body falling into him.

Sam ran back, telling him Sue was just up the street. He instructed Paul to carry you inside and onto the bed. The pack dispersed, each trying to find something to help you such as towels, an emergency kit and pillows.

Paul held you close as he lay you down, while repeatedly whispering in your ear.

"I'm so sorry baby. I'm so-so sorry. I cant lose you. Youre everything to me. I'll never yell at you again. I swear on my life. You can do whatever you want. I'll do whatever you want. Please, I love you." Paul pressed kisses to your hairline when Sue and her nurse friend entered.

Jared reluctantly came in behind them to lead Paul out of the room as they worked.

"Come on man, she'll wake up soon I promise."

After he was guided out, Paul slid down to sit on the other side of the door, refusing to move. Jared didn't push it, leaning down to sit next to him.

"Sue's seen this kind of stuff before. Just needs stitching up and stuff," Jared reassured as he put his hand on Paul's shoulder.

"It's not the injuries I'm worried about. So much as what she'll think of me when she wakes up. I....I fucked this one up, Jare."

"If Emily can forgive Sam, I think Y/N will forgive you. She's crazy about your ass."

Paul just nodded, praying he was right.

Your eyes fluttered open slowly as you woke. You looked around to see that you had been bandaged up along your left side, an IV attached to your arm sat close by. You attempted to sit up, whining when the pain wouldn't allow it. Within a few minutes Emily entered, her face showing relief.

"You're up! How are you feeling?" She checked the IV before sitting on the edge of the bed, careful of your body.

"Sore...where's, where's Paul?" Your heart ached as you started to replay what happened. There was no doubt in your mind what happened was an accident. You had seen the signs he always warned you about, and chose to ignore them in the heat of the argument. Not only that, but the look on his face when you had refused him was too much to bare.

Emily smiled, not expecting you to want to see him so soon.

"He's just outside the door. Hasn't moved. He didn't know if you'd want to see him..."

"I need to talk to him."

It hadn't even been a few seconds when Paul stood at the door. He looked more out of shape than you did. The disheveled hair and dark circles under his eyes told you he hadn't slept in days.

"I'll give you two some space. Just holler if you need anything," Emily spoke as she stood up, making her way around him and down the stairs.

Paul remained where he stood,

"If you don't want to be with me I understand. I have no words for my actions other than I am so...." he cleared his throat, trying not to cry. "So incredibly sorry I put you through this. I put you in danger when I was trying to keep you out of it. You don't have to stay I-"

"Paul please just kiss me." You interrupted, not wanting to hear the rest as you already made up your mind in forgiving him.

He stood for just a moment longer, trying to comprehend if he heard you correctly. It was when you weakly opened your arms for him that he wasted no time in rushing over to you, cupping your face and gently yet passionately kissed you with everything he had. Tears flowed his cheeks at the relief that you still wanted him. Even after everything he had put you through.

You two pulled back for air after a moment, and you ran your hand through his hair.

"I forgive you, okay? I can't imagine my life without you."

He let out a breath, smiling for the first time in weeks.

"It will never happen again. I swear on my fucking life baby." He caressed your hair, neck, landing his palm on your heart.

You two sat like that for awhile. Almost scared to leave each other's presence. You two talked for hours on the bed. Paul had confessed that the night before, while you were sleeping, the pack had fought with the Cullens. You learned that Paul refused to go, not wanting to leave your side. You were grateful to hear that Sam didn't push on him being there, knowing you were all that mattered to him, and he'd refuse him if he had too. Even if it went against his every instinct as a wolf. Turns out that Jacob had imprinted on your niece, and Bella had survived, now as a vampire.

You weren't particularly thrilled your sister was now a bloodsucker, but as long as she was alive, you were happy.

Paul eventually made his way to the other side of the bed, kissing every exposed inch of you, whispering all the things he loved about you in your ear until you fell asleep.

When your heartbeat slowed down and he was sure you were out, he reached down and felt the velvet box in his pocket. No doubt in his mind about the future you both held.

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wolfpackss · 10 months

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“Don’t even think about it” you turn around to face your smirking boyfriend who sneakily runs his hand up your thigh.

He just keeps smirking and nuzzles his face into your neck to pepper it with kisses.

You slightly tilt your head to give him better access and whimper softly as his tongue makes contact with your skin.

“Who’s arguing now, princess” his smirk never leaving his face as he pecks your lips and leaves you and Emily to finish dinner.

Authors note: this was just a little thing I had in my head with Paul but you can imagine every male pack member! I hope you like it :)

#paul lahote imagine #paul lahote #embry call #jared cameron #quill ateara #seth clearwater #sam uley #jacob black #twilight imagine #Wolfpack imagine #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote x you #embry call x reader #Jared Cameron x reader #jacob black x reader #seth clearwater x reader

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mxlti-lover · 10 months

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Sick {Paul Lahote}

Summary: You fell sick with a really bad cold, but how were you supposed to tell your werewolf boyfriend you didn’t want him to cuddle you?

Warnings: none, just a sad Paul.

Word Count: 1059

(P.S. please don’t judge too hard if this is terrible, I haven’t written in a while and I’m a little rusty…)

*do not steal or copyright any of my work pls and thank you*

You woke up that morning feeling horrible. Your nose was so clogged you could barely breathe and you had the worst honking cough.

You laid in bed, curled into a ball watching your favorite Disney movie. You knew you should tell Paul, but you didn’t really want him at the moment. Don’t get it twisted, you loved Paul to death, I mean, he was your mate, but when you got sick like this, his body heat didn’t help.

You knew he would want to cuddle you, give you some scalp massages as he checked up on you every minute of the hour, but right now, you just wanted to be alone.

That is until you heard the front door opening.

“Y/N! Baby! Where are you?!” Paul shouted.

You knew he probably sensed you weren’t okay as he still had an hour before he usually got home from patrol. Probably talking Sam into letting him leave early.

“I’m upstairs!” You called out the best you could, your throat feeling raw from coughing.

You heard footsteps rush up the stairs and soon Paul’s tall figure stood in the doorway, scanning you over, a frown on his face.

“Baby…why didn’t you tell me you were sick?” He asked softly as he made his way over to the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed as he leaned over kissing your forehead and cheek softly, checking if you had a fever.

“You’re burning up baby.” He spoke sadly, sitting up again to look at you.

You knew you weren’t a pretty sight as you hadn't gotten up at all that morning. Your hair probably a tangled mess, your nose probably red and chapped from how much you had to blow it and your face looking as pale as a ghost.

“I didn’t want to bother you..” You lied, as you spoke barely above a whisper. Your voice raspy as you knew you were probably gonna lose it soon.

“Baby, you wouldn’t be bothering me at all. I would rather be by your side taking care of you, than on patrol.” He says frowning at the idea of you being alone all morning like this.

You sigh as you rub your face sitting up, his hand coming down to softly push you back down.

“You’re not getting up baby. Whatever you need I’ll get for you. Now, have you eaten at all today?” He asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

You shook your head no as you leaned into his touch, his warmth radiating against your skin.

“Okay, I’ll be right back.” He says as he gets up and his figure disappears from the doorway.

You sigh as you curl back up into a ball, watching the movie again, guilt washing over you. You knew he would want to cuddle you, as his love language is definitely physical touch. Especially when it comes to taking care of you.

But you didn’t want his cuddles at the moment. Your skin was already burning underneath the thin blanket you chose, let alone having your own personal heater of a boyfriend coming to lay next to you.

You took a deep breath as you let that thought slip your mind for now, closing your eyes as your body needed sleep. That is until you struggled to breath again, groaning softly as you sat up, blowing your nose for the hundredth time that morning.

A few minutes later you heard Paul coming back into the room with a small tray. On it sat a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a glass of apple juice - your two favorite things to have when you were sick.

You smiled up at him as you sat up in bed, fluffing up the pillows behind your back to sit more comfortably.

Paul set the tray down carefully into your lap as you immediately dig into the soup, humming softly as the warmth from the soup soothed your throat.

“Thank you.” You whispered as you looked up at Paul.

“You’re welcome baby girl.” He says sitting down next to you as he leaned over to kiss the top of your head.

He looked over at the TV as he chuckled softly at the movie that was playing. “Should’ve known you were watching this.”

“It’s my favorite movie to watch when I’m sick.” You protested shooting daggers at him as he raised his hands up in defense.

“I know my love, I was just messing with you. Now finish up your soup and I’ll give you some well deserved cuddles, yeah?” He says leaning over kissing your cheek.

You nod as you put on a fake smile, sighing into the bite of soup you took. How are you supposed to tell your boyfriend that you don’t want him to cuddle you?

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It’s been 10 minutes now since you finished your soup and your boyfriend immediately pulling you into him to cuddle.

Your head laid on his chest, as your arms wrapped around his torso like you usually would. Your legs tangled with one another.

You will admit that it was nice for the first few minutes, sighing contently as you closed your eyes. But now, it was starting to become unbearable. Your skin felt like it was on fire, as you began to squirm uncomfortably.

“Paul, can you please let me go? I can’t do this anymore, you’re making my skin burn up more than it already is.” You mumbled as you tried to get out of his grip.

He looked down at you, hurt. He let go of you as you moved away from him, panting softly to yourself as you enjoyed the cold air hitting your body.

You knew Paul was hurt, and you didn’t mean for it to come off so harshly, you just needed to get away from him.

Paul watched as you relaxed feeling terrible that he made you feel even more uncomfortable than you already were.

“I’ll be downstairs if you need anything..” He spoke barely above a whisper, as he leaned over, kissing the crown of your head softly, before getting up, exiting your room.

“Paul, don’t leave! I still want you with me.” You begged as you tried to reach out for him, but he continued to walk out your room, upset with himself that he made his girlfriend uncomfortable.

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I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading!🫶

- Paige

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4oureyesreader · 3 months

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wpack memes ✫彡

which wpack member is who? :D

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sethsclearwater · 6 months

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thinking about paulxreaderxseth or paulxreaderxjared earlyyyyy into their relationship/imprinting when they first realize she has a daddy kink 🫣 like it takes them having really rough sex for the first time for it to slip out and she’s so embarrassed but they love it and can’t believe it since they thought she was so innocent omfg I’m dying just writing this to you

— the 🫣 anon who stays requesting poly I can’t help it

OH MY GOD??? this would be PERFECT with paulxreaderxjared - these two clowns would just be going absolutely CRAZY when she lets it slip and would never let her live it down💀

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"taking my cock like such a good girl aren't you?" paul asked as he pounded himself into you, his thrusts remaining unrelenting despite the tears rapidly streaming down your cheeks as you tried your damndest to keep up with him and jared.

the two boys had managed to push you into the subspace on 2 separate occasions, though only just barely. today though seemed to be a completely different story. you were a sobbing mess, barely able to form a coherent sentence as your imprinters fucked you.

before you could even think about it, you were responding to paul, "yes daddy-" you whimpered and that caught both boys' attention, jared letting out a loud laugh as paul let out a low groan, his thrusts stuttering a bit as he tried not to cum right then and there.

"what did you just say to paul babe?" jared asked, sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. he cupped your face in his hand, smiling as you subconsciously leaned into his touch, cheeks a bright pink as you processed what you just said.

"called him daddy," you whispered, peeking up at jared through your tear soaked lashes, your desire to be good for him outweighing your embarassment over the whole thing.

you let out a loud whine when paul reached down to rub your clit with his thumb, picking his thrusts up again when he was sure he wasn't going to cum, "'s what i thought," jared mused, stroking your cheek with his thumb, "didn't think she had a daddy kink," jared teased, allowing his gaze to drift down your body and then up to paul who just laughed and rolled his eyes.

"always full of surprises this one," paul responded, rolling your clit between his fingers which had you letting out a loud sob as you tried to process all the pleasure, more tears streaming down your cheeks at the action, "you gonna cum on daddy's cock, kitten? show me how good my cock feels in that little pussy of yours?" paul teased, keeping his composure together awfully well considering how close he was to shooting his load into you.

you nodded, blubbering some incoherent response before you finally managed to get out, "yes daddy," both boys laughing as you reached up to frantically brush away the tears from your cheeks.

you felt the coil in your belly tightening as you neared your orgasm, quickly reaching your hand back until you found your other imprinter's cock, eliciting a loud groan from the male when you wrapped your fist around his cock.

"want you to cum too daddy," you whimpered, more tears rapidly streaming down your cheeks as you tried your best not to cum until you knew both boys would be cumming with you.

"'m right behind you babe," jared reassed, dropping his head back to let out a loud groan when you began pumping your hand up and down his cock, all three of you desperate for your respective releases.

"go on princess, cum on daddy's cock," paul encouraged, his comment sending you right over to the edge to your orgasm, both boys cumming right after you as promised.

you were desperately sucking in lungfuls of air as you rode our your orgasm, paul's grip on your hips softening as he came down from his high.

once your eyes finally fluttered open a few minutes later, you found jared looking down at you with his usual goofy smile on his face, "so a daddy kink, huh?" he asked, both boys laughing as your cheeks were immediately coated with a dark pink blush.

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bangtanmix73 · 1 year

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If your still taking requests. How about Jared Cameron and reader(male or fem). The scenario is thus: Jared comes back from patrol really sweaty. Reader takes a bubble bath with him and things get spicyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. As in smut. On another note I love your writing 🥰 keep up the good work 👍

Fantasies - Jared Cameron x fem!reader smut

A/n: Thank you much! This is my first time writing smut so I hope it’s ok. I chose fem reader because I'm not very confident in writing for male, sorry.

Warnings: Pure smut, swearing, bath sex, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it up, dearests), choking (safely), riding, praise, degradation, multiple orgasms, let me know if I missed anything

You were sitting in the bathtub with Jared, your back against his chest, he muttered on and on about patrol, but you weren’t listening. You were too busy daydreaming.

Your head had been in the clouds all day, thinking how good he makes you feel. Whether he’s fucking you sweet and slow, looking into your eyes, telling how pretty you are and how much he loves you. Or when he’s fucking you fast and rough from behind, calling you his ‘dirty little girl’.

But when he walked in? With his skin glistening with sweat from patrol? Fuck, was it hot.

Your memories from previous nights were put on the back burner. Now, you had only one thing on your mind: riding him. Being in the bathtub added to that fantasy. Riding him in the bathtub, hearing his sweet moans while you….

“Why don’t you tell me about your day?” Jared interrupted your thoughts. You shifted a bit, trying to compose yourself enough to speak without giving away what you had been thinking.

“I, uh, read a book,” you started.

“Uh huh, go on,” Jared’s hands moved from your waist to your stomach.

“And I did laundry, watched a little tv.” You watched as he hands slid down to your thighs.

“What were you doing just before I walked in?” Jared inquired, slowly inching his hand closer to your core.

Your breath hitched, “Watching tv”.

“Was that all?” He questioned.

“Yes,” you breathed out. His hand stopped at your inner thigh, making you whine.

“Don’t lie to me, Sweetheart. I could smell you when I walked in.” Your heart rate picked up, embarrassed you had been caught. “What were you thinking about?”

“U-us.” You stuttered out. “When you fuck me, I thought about how you make me feel good and I love it.” You wiggled a bit, hoping he’d move his hand again.

Jared hummed. “I could smell how wet you got when you came to greet me. When I was talking to you just a bit ago? I know you weren’t listening.” He leaned closer to your ear, “I can smell how wet you are, more than you were before I walked in.”

You swallowed hard.

He moved his hand again. He moved one of his fingers up and down your slit, teasing you.

“Jare,” you whine, bucking your hips a bit.

“Tell me what you were thinking about when I was talking to you.” Jared slipped a finger in, causing you to gasp.

“I was thinking about me riding you.” You confessed.

“Go on, baby girl,” he urged on, pushing another finger in, picking up his pace.

“You were-“ You cut yourself off with a moan when his other hand began to rub your clit.

You leaned your head back on his shoulder, moaning. He suddenly stopped.

You whimpered, “Jare?”

“I don’t remember telling you to stop.” You swallowed, quickly realizing your mistake.

“You were sweet, yet degrading.” You continued, releasing a moan once he began fingering and rubbing your clit again.

“I…baby,” your moaning interrupted you, “I wanna ride you”

“You do?” Jared asked.

“Yes please.” You whined.

“Cum for me first.” He demanded as he thrusted his fingers impossibly faster.

His movements in your core had made you a moaning mess, bucking your hips. Jared’s arm around your waist tightened, holding your hips in place.

You felt the coil in your stomach tighten.

“Jare…Jared, I’m gonna…” you tried moaning out.

“Cum, baby, I got you.” With that, you released all over his fingers.

You twitched, relaxing in his arms as he pulled his fingers out.

“You’re so hot when you’re cumming all over my fingers” Jared praised. He sucked on his fingers, pulling them out with an audible pop.

“You okay?” He asked. He always checked on you during and after your intimate moments.

“Yeah,” you paused, looking up at him. “Can I ride you now, please?”

Jared chuckled. “Of course.”

He unwrapped his arm from you as you turned around, carefully as to not spill water everywhere, to straddle him.

Once you were settled, Jared reached his hand up to stroke your cheek. He looked at you with pure adoration before pulling you in for a passionate kiss.

With your lips still connected, he reached down and began to stroke himself, lining him up to your entrance.

You slid yourself down on him, moaning into his mouth at the feeling of him.

Jared pulled away from you. “You feel so good around me, baby girl.” He moaned.

After you situated yourself, you began rocking against him, making your breathing pick up for the both of you.

Much to your dismay, you didn’t have the strength to continue on your own. You whine, disappointing yourself.

Jared was quick to notice your little problem. He gripped your hips, no doubt leaving bruises, and started thrusting up into you at a harsh, unforgiving pace.

“Just can’t do anything yourself, can you?” He taunted. “You wanted this so bad, but couldn’t ride me yourself.”

You whimpered at his words. They didn’t hurt you, you knew he didn’t mean them. They just made you wetter.

One of Jared’s hands reached up, grabbing your throat harshly, but not enough to hurt you, just the way you liked it.

“Such a whore, my whore.” Jared squeezed your throat for emphasis. He chuckled when you whined.

Jared’s hand left your neck, moving to your clit, rubbing in harsh, small circles. He leaned forward, lips attacking to your neck, littering hickeys across your skin.

You felt the coil in your stomach tighten once again.

“Babe, I’m gonna cum,” you spoke in between moans.

“Cum for me, baby girl.” Jared mumbled against your neck.

He pushed your clit harder, making the coil snap. You let out one long moan as he fucked you through your high.

Coming down from your high, Jared lifted you off of him.

You looked at him, confused. “Baby, what are you-“

Before you could finish, he turned you around, bending your over the edge of the tub. You turned your head to look back at him. He was on his knees, lining himself up with your entrance once again.

He made eye contact with you. He had a smirk on his face before shoving himself inside you.

You moaned loudly, almost falling over from the force. His thrusts were mercilessly rough, but it felt so good.

Your arms were struggling to hold you up, weak from the previous orgasms and his harsh thrusts.

Jared noticed this, removing his hand from your hip. He grasped your neck from underneath you and pulled you up against his chest.

You turned your head enough to pull him into a kiss. The hand still holding your hip reached down to play with your clit.

You were already close again and from his sloppy thrusts, he was too. You whined into his mouth, your walls clenching around him hard, making his groan.

You were going to cum. You didn’t bother warning him, you knew he felt it. You came all over his hard cock, moaning into his mouth.

Feeling how hard you were clenching him, Jared spilt his seed deep inside you. He pulled his lips away from yours. Both of you sat there, basking in the afterglow.

He pulled out of you, making you whine at the loss of him. He leaned you down, allowing you to rest against the edge of the tub while he planted kisses on your shoulder.

“Fuck, we made a mess.” You mumbled, looking at the bathroom floor. The once dry floor was now wet with water from the tub.

“We’ll clean it later. For right now, get to the bedroom.” You looked at him confused while he just smirked at you. “I’m not done with you, yet.”

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the100thtwilightmaze · 2 months

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Could I get an embry imagine, where like you guys are cuddling and things get kinda steamy? Smut if you feel comfortable

Title: Warming Up (Feb. 13, 2024)

Embry Call x fem!reader Imagine (Twilight)

Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUTTY SMUT/teasing/soft!dom Embry(I guess)/not proof read 😂

Y'ALL I DIDNT REALIZE THAT I HAD WRITTEN IN FOUR WHOLE YEARS WTF?!??!

so let's see if I still got it 😂 went back through my asks from apparently years ago 😬😂 and picked this one.

THIS IS MY FIRST SMUT PIECE PLEASE BE KIND 😭

PLEASE LIKE/REBLOG/COMMENT

The night was ending like many of your others. Embry in the driver's seat, you in the passenger. Leaving another dinner at the Black's. A warm meal surrounded by people you considered family was something you would never grow tired of.

Finally making it back to your apartment, you were greeted with warmth and shelter from the pelting rain.

"I think this storm's gonna be a bad one, babe. Looks like we made it home just in time." you heard Embry call out, making his way to you guy's bedroom.

"Maybe Sam will take pity on you and let you off of patrols tomorrow morning. Then, I can have you all to myself." you replied, pulling off you coat and following him into the bedroom.

In true Embry fashion, his shirt was already forgotten, thrown in some corner of our already cluttered room.

Now, this was also something you'd never grow tired of.

Embry was beautiful. Copper skin, long hair that made it nearly halfway down his back, his tribal tattoo, and a few other tattoos he had collected in the past few years scattered all over his lean physique. Muscles that required no maintenance from him. The sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his hips.

Good God

"Babe, I love your confidence but you know Sam takes more of a No Mercy type of approach." he joked, climbing into bed.

"Now, come on. Let's finish this movie we started the other day. I wanna see this plot twist you've been going on about." he said, pulling the covers back in invitation.

Never one to deny your imprinter much of anything, you accepted his invitation. Stripping of your day clothes and into your..... bear necessaties with a plan in mind.

"Y/N, what are you up to?" he quipped from behind you after you finally nestled yourself between his legs, your back to his front.

"Don't flatter yourself, Call. I'm just trying to warmed up since somebody still hasn't gotten the heat in the truck fixed." you replied, grabbing the remote and flipping to Netflix.

If you say so, you heard him mutter. Wrapping his arm around your middle and pressing a quick kiss to your cheek.

Now, Embry always got a little too engrossed in whatever was playing on the TV. So engrossed that he didn't even notice when your fingers began to trace over one of his numerous tattoos.

Or when you reached behind you and ran your nails along his scalp.

But you know what he did notice? When you slightly readjusted to where your ass was flush against the impressive bulge concealed under his sweats.

A guttural moan and his arm tightening around your middle was his response.

"Still not warm enough, Ms. Y/L/N?" he teased, skimming his lips up your shoulder and right below your ear, grabbing the remote to pause the movie.

"Not quite yet, Call. But I think you can help remedy that." you answered back, turning around to give him your full attention, straddling his growing erection.

A small smile he offered before one of his hands crept up to pull your lips to his. His other hand roaming to your rear.

Everyone thought of Embry as timid and shy. Quiet and reserved. But they never got to see this side of Embry (and they never would if you had anything to do with it). Primal and animalistic. Teeth scraping along your neck. One hand fisting your hair, the other making its way into your panties.

A small whimper escaped you, quickly swallowed up by Embry.

"I've barely even touched you yet baby and you're already soaked." Embry pulled back just enough to tease.

"Embry, please..." you moaned, feeling his thick fingers work through your folds.

"How long have you been waiting for me, baby? Huh?" he questioned, fingers still just barely missing where you need him most.

"Were you sitting at the dinner table, thinking of all the ways I could fuck you? Use your words, baby. Talk to me." he teased, ignoring your plea, using the hand that wasn't teasing your pussy to unclip your bra.

You couldn't even formulate words at this point. If it wasn't Embry, your imprinter and the love of your life, you would be embarrassed with how quickly you were reduced to a whimpering mess.

"Yes. Yes. God, yes." you moaned, legs shaking as one of his fingers teased your clit.

"That's my good girl. Always so eager for me." he replied, flipping you over on your back. Taking off your underwear and throwing to yet another corner of your room.

"God. Would you look at her? Making such a mess. Just waiting to be stuffed full." he teased, his eyes zeroed in to the apex of your legs, teasing your entrance yet again.

"And who am I to deny her?" he questioned while sinking two fingers in your wet walls.

"Fuck, Em!" you moaned at the intrusion.

"You're just sucking me right in, baby. Such a greedy little thing." he mocked, his thumb coming to teasing your bungle of nerves while his other fingers worked magic inside you.

Bringing his lips down, his teeth scraped across one of your harden nipples, making you fist your hand in his long locks.

You felt his hardened length teasing at your thigh, still (to your dismay) fully clothed.

Between the bites he was leaving across your chest, the thumb toying at your clit and the two fingers wreaking havoc inside you, you knew you wouldn't last long. That knot in your stomach was already growing, your legs already trembling.

"Embry, baby..." you managed to whimper. But his face was buried in the crook of your neck now, his lips whispering the filthiest things between kisses.

"Embry. Baby. Fuck. I need you. Fuck, baby. I need you inside. I need to feel you inside, baby. Please." you managed, just slightly louder than before. But he had heard you. Evidenced by the sudden stop in kisses and the halt in movement of his fingers.

"Fuck, Y/N. If that's what you want, I'll give it to you." he groaned, bringing his lips to yours and making quick work of his sweats.

Embry was girthy and just long enough to hit that one spot that had you seeing stars. His dick stood at attention, red and weaping. You moaned at the sight, remembering that delicious stretch.

He teased the head through your folds, smearing your wetness and his precum through your folds, making you both moan at the sensation.

"You ready, baby?" he asked, finally tearing his eyes away from your dripping cunt.

All you could do was nod your head in confirmation.

Bringing his lips to yours, Embry sank into you.

Swallowing each other's moans with a kiss, he set a steady rhythm. The only sounds to be heard in the small apartment were your moans and the sound of skin slapping.

"Fuck, you take me so well, baby. Look at you, creaming by dick. Such a good fucking girl." he muttered, eyes once again zeroed on where you were joined.

You moaned at his praise, involuntarily clenching around him causing his thrusts to stutter.

"You gonna cum, baby? Already?" he smirked, bringing that fucking thumb up to your clit once more.

"Then come, baby. Make a mess on this dick for me." he commanded, claiming your mouth once more.

You saw stars.

Glalxies.

And whatever else was out there.

A broken moan leaving you as Embry's orgasm followed shortly after.

Pulling his softening member from you, Embry collapsed next to you. Both of you offering small giggles in between trying to catch your breath.

Covering you up, he pulled you to him. Finally offering the warmth that you were so desperately asking for.

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crazyk-imagine · 4 months

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How they feel when they find out you're their Imprint Headcanon

A/N: I was bored and now everyone has a Twilight Christmas gift!

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Embry

Shocked but excited to have found his imprint (especially after seeing Sam and Emily), was not expecting it to be the town mean girl but when you two are together, your total sweetheart which throws off the guys except Paul (he's the same way)

Quil

Happy that's it someone he knows, even if you two haven't talked in a few years (he always knew you two were meant to be). The pack was happy when he finally quit his moping about how much he missed you and considered himself lucky to ask you out

Jared

Thrown off when it wasn't the one girl who showed an interest in him since freshman year but once he got to know you, he knew the fates never messed up and you two were meant to be together

Paul

Never wanted an imprint but when he heard you defending him and the pack, he knew you two were meant to be, kind of like the next generations Emily and Sam (Quil and Colin like to joke around and tell him when you're not around)

Jacob

Dude was downright flabbergasted when he imprinted a year after shifting and it wasn't on his favorite (person and human), Bella. Once he got to know you, he was happy he didn't end up with her (she comes with too much drama while you two are drama free)

Seth

Never admitted out loud but after watching Emily and Sam plus Jake and Renesme together, it really made him want to find his imprint and then he found you and he was so happy, everyone jokes and says he acted like an excited puppy

Leah

Never wanted an imprint especially after the whole thing with her cousin and ex but after almost dying because she denied the imprint and worked on getting to know you, she found herself wondering how she could ever be without you

Sam

Wasn't expecting to meet you so soon after he shifted and was introduced to the supernatural world (and came to believe in the legends he was told for so long), but thinks meeting you was a secret blessing because you can calm him

Brady

Didn't know what to expect after hearing brief details about imprints, but boy was he floored when he met you and then you asked him out, he nearly passed out on the spot (the pack doesn't let him forget about it)

Collin

Knew he was going to meet his imprint at some point but was not expecting it to happen while he was out getting groceries to replace what he and the pack had devoured from Emily's and then you wind up going to his alpha's place too, boy nearly lost his mind

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tyb1 · 1 year

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Standing In The Rain

pairings: Seth x reader

summary: after weeks of not talking due to secrets being held Seth finally confronts the reader while standing in the rain

warnings: angst then fluff 😋

w/c: 1087

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A/N: Thank you guys for 1,000+ notes on Rainy Days ♥️🥺

“So you’re just going to leave me out in the rain!?” Seth yelled, his hands waving in the air as he tried his best to get your attention.

The rain poured down on the roof of your car, you sat watching the wipers push the hard rain off of your windows. Everything was calm for a few seconds, you had just arrived back from your night class. The news that was spreading on the radio caught your attention, and that was one of the reasons why you decided to sit in the car, the other was the rain that was pouring down. The final one was your boyfriend standing in the middle of your driveway blocking you from entering your house.

It has been approximately a week since you last spoke to him, it honestly didn’t bother you. Every time you thought about him you grew irritated with him and the situation he put you in. No explanation could honestly bring you out of this funk that you were in, however, if you didn’t allow him into your car your parents would come outside and invite him into your house.

With the most stoic facial expression, you unlocked the door, you kept your eyes on him as he made his way around to your car. Once he touched bases in your passenger seat you went back to what you were doing before he interrupted you. Seth on the other hand was pushing every button on the heat to get warm.

Your eyes raised with the utmost cockiness there was, “I thought you couldn’t get sick. Isn’t that the werewolf within you?”

Seth turned to look at you, from the corner of your eye you could still see the water pellets dropping from his skin. “Yeah, but I’m still soaking wet from the water. I’ve been standing out there for like 26 minutes.” He continued to ramble about the rain getting into his ears making them hurt when they dry. And how he was going to smell like a wet dog since his clothes were all muddy. He talked and talked until he finally stopped, he noticed that you weren’t listening to him. Your eyes were glued to your garage, too deep in your thoughts to even give a damn about what he was saying.

“Can I explain myself?” He asked, he reached into your back seat to grab a spare shirt of yours. His hands ran through his hair as he tried his best to dry it with the cotton material.

You looked down at your apple watch, it was already going on 9 at night. Your curfew was at 10 so that meant he only had approximately 10 minutes to explain himself.

“There’s honestly nothing to explain, I’ve heard it all Seth.” You turned to look at him, he was staring back at you with the utmost remorseful look. You could tell he meant no harm from the situation but it hurt knowing that he lied. “It hurts more knowing that I had to hear it from them rather than you.”

His eyes softened as he began to speak, “I know, trust me I was going to tell you but I didn’t want it to be too much on you. You know the whole werewolf thing is one thing but imprinting is a whole other situation. That was something special I was supposed to tell you.”

With your arms crossed you leaned back into the chair. The flashback of that day came dancing back into your head. The boys joking around with their girlfriends, Seth walked away from the group for one second and the beans were spilled. He could’ve warned the boys that you didn’t know, you sat there looking stupid with tears in your eyes. They told you what imprinting was, it sounded like Seth was only with you because he had to. You genuinely had a love for Seth Clearwater and it hurt to know that the same love that you had for him wasn’t the same for him. Seth's love was forced upon him, he had no choice but to you love.

Forcefully your eyes closed, and the hurt you felt from the weeks prior started to emerge. You could feel Seth pulling your arm into him. You didn’t bother to put up a fight, you allowed your body to melt into his wet one. “They made it seem like you’re only with me because of fate. Like we’re supposed to be in love because you imprinted on me. It honestly sounds creepy Seth.” You mumbled into his shirt, you could hear his heartbeat getting faster by the minute. He was nervous.

“See, That’s exactly why I didn’t want to tell you yet. It’s so much more than that (Y/N). I’m not with you because I imprinted on you, I’m with you because I genuinely have a love for you and I want to be with you.” His head rested on top of yours as he tapped his fingers gently against your skin.

“I don’t like the secrets Seth, that’s why I was so upset with you. You can’t hide things like this from me no matter how bad you think they are.”

“I know and I’m sorry. I was just trying to do the right thing. It’s a lot to take on but trust me when I say that I didn’t want to hurt you. I would never do that to you (Y/N). From now on no more secrets.”

He held out his pinky finger which you wrapped your own tightly around. That sealed the deal about everything you two just talk about Looking up at Seth you could see the moonlight reflecting off of his brown eyes, he looked like he was in deep thought. His eyes were panned out to the rain. Gently you shook his arm catching his attention, “Seth, I’m not blaming you for any of this. I guess I was just stuck in my own ways. I understand that you wanted to wait for my well-being which I respect so much about you. But next time could you please give your boys head-ups.” You laughed, Seth nodded his head. The biggest grin on his face.

With one hand under your chin, he brought your lips up to his. “You don’t have to worry about anything else princess.” He whispered those words against your lips before closing the space with his own.

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Their Reaction to the Vampire Dairies

Wolf Pack Headcannons

Can’t explain why this is so important to me, it just is….

Sam

Sam is definitely not the type to sit down and watch vampire dairies off his own accord.

That being said; Sam IS the type to want to spend every waking moment with his imprint.

The compromise being that he must deal with your favourite show being re ran every single time you face even a minor strain in your every day routine.

Sam will sit there silently, respectful enough to not grumble at your choice of viewing material but not particularly taken in by the idea of vampires being sex symbols.

He’s not a fan, but he knows you love it and he loves you, so it’s a bareable consequence.

Although I don’t think he’s particularly watching, he is definitely a team Stefan - this being the only topic he speaks up on, both surprising and assuming you when he does

It’s the Delena kiss scene at the end of season one (Damon and Kathrine, but Sam doesn’t understand the doublegagger plot yet, give him time)

“This is all wrong” he says, between mouth fulls of salty popcorn

You turn to look at him, a questioning look on your face,

“She should stick with the other one” he mutters under his breath, eyes returning to his bowl of snacks

Paul

Unlike Sam, Paul can’t HELP but get involved.

Yer okay, he gives you shit for watching a teen romance about vampires,hybrids and the like, but he literally can’t keep his mouth shut when it’s on.

He’s FAR to involved; it’s got him gasping, laughing, often shouting at the screen.

I believe Paul to be a team Damon, he’s also a klaus fan.

Special mention to his HATRED for Tyler Lockwood; which has you a little confused until you realise it’s just Paul looking in a mirror.

Maybe an emotionally agressive, reactive werewolf is a little too close to home for Paul to enjoy.

When the pack bring it up, seeing the two of you cuddled up in front of another TVD marathon, he tries to deny his enjoyment of it but is also very defensive of the fact that it’s NOT for teens

“It’s pretty spooky actually, I only watch it to keep (you) from getting scared”

It’s a lie, and they all know it.

Jacob

Jacob is similar to Paul but HEAVY on the team Damon.

Thinks he’s a Damon, he’s actually a Matt, not that you’d be the one to tell him.

He’s the kind of guy to say he’s not watching and then ask you questions through the whole thing

“So what’s his deal again?”

“Is he trying to bang her?”

“What happened to her parents”

Ect.

He’s so busy sending you tiktoks about the show he accidentally sends one to the pack group chat and it’s all either of you hear about at every meet up or bonfire for the next 6 months.

He definitely has a big crush on Elena, not as big as his crush on you of course, but a close second

Embry & Jared

Rolling these two into one because they are both unapologetic vampire dairies fans

Jared has actually already seen the whole show, and recapped it twice by now, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t willing to watch it again with you - from start to finish.

He’s also seen the originals and legacies - Jared isn’t messing around guys, he’s a super fan.

I don’t believe Embry has seen anything TVD before you, but you suddenly realise you’ve unlocked something in him that you never expected to see.

Embry lives and BREATHES the show.

Unlike Jacob , he sends the tiktoks to the pack on purpose, hoping to get them into it too so he can talk about it when he’s on patrol.

Jared is team Stefan, Embry is team Damon - they fight (physically) about this often.

Seth and Quil

Simp simp simp

These men are both rocking team t shirts in public

Quil gives team Stefan to me but I feel he eventually will change sides with elena - by the time we get the hotel scene/kiss he’s a full fledged team Damon.

Seth is team whoever, he just loves love. He’s happy to see any of them with anyone as long as they are happy - but he does really like the Stefan redemption arc of season 3.

I feel like both the lads would be caught watching the show without you, which would lead to apologies and promises to never do it again.

Leah

Leah is a reluctant fan; like many of the others she’s not a fan of a vampire centric plot - but you’ll win her over with quality time, in bed cuddles and the Damon/Elena pipeline eventually.

Not so much a fan, but she watches it for you.

She knows you like to talk about it so she watches closely to be able to give you her educated opinion .

I feel she’s more team Damon but I KNOW she’s a Katherine apologist!

Elena tends to remind her of Bella, so she has a bit of a prejudice against the main character. Leah, as a general rule of thumb, has an issue with Mary sue type characters.

Katherine, being the anti Elena, steals Leah’s heart immediately.

There is three people in this relationship now, you will just have to accept that.

Also a fan of Rebekah!

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