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all4seth · 9 months

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pov: you find out about your boyfriend, seth and his friends being able to shift into wolves

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to, you know?" Seth asked for the milionth time.

"I do want to meet your friends, seth, I know how important they are to you" I reassured him with a smile.

We were now walking through the reservation, heading towards emily and sam uley's house, where seth's friends often hung out. We had been talking about this for a while and I figured that I would have met them sometime anyway, since Seth and I had been dating for a few months.

As soon as we reached the house, a few dark haired, shirtless and tan boys ran out, their faces radiating with excitment.

"So you're the lucky girl, huh?" one of them looked me up and down.

"Seth seems to be luckier, Jared. I'm Paul Lahote" another smirked as he held out his hand.

I took it nervously and said: "Y/N Y/L/N"

They each then shook my hand and greeted me.

"Embry Call. Nice to finally meet you, Y/N."

"Seth talks about you all the time, trust me. I'm Quil"

Seth lightly punched his shoulder and the boys laughed.

And so on. After introducing themselves, they sprinted back into the house as someone called for them. Seth and I stayed behind and he softly squeezed my hand, before saying:

"Seems to be going good"

"They all seem like great friends" I smiled at him.

"They are" he smiled back. "But if you ever bring this up, I'll deny it"

We both laughed and he turned to me as we reached the doorway and placed a soft kiss on my lips.

The boys sat at the table made puking sounds and jokingly covered their eyes with their hands.

Seth and I laughed it off, right before a woman scolded them.

I hadn't even noticed her; after she turned around, she came up to us and hugged me, then introduced herself as Emily Young.

"You're Sam's wife, ri-"

"His imprint" Paul cut me off.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as the boys all snapped at him, Jared's elbow hitting Paul's side, perhaps a bit harder than he meant.

In response to Jared, Paul got up, his chair falling to the ground, and pushed Jared a few meters back. They were yelling at each other as the other boys were quick to drag them out of the house, both of their bodies shaking violently.

"Stay here with Emily" Seth whispered, then ran towards them.

She and I got out on the porch, incapable of interfering.

Jacob was holding Paul back by his arm, while Quil and Jared were trying to calm Jared down, the other boys standing in between them.

"Cool off guys, Sam's about to get here" Emily shouted.

It was no use; swiftly, Paul freed himswlf from Jacob's grip and shockingly enough, his body contorsioned into the one of a huge, ash-gray wolf. Jared was quick to jump back at him, only he had transformed as well. Paul sank his teeth somewhere around the other guy's shoulder, who howled in pain before striking back.

When I was finally able to look away from the fight, my eyes searched for my boyfriend, with fear. He was nowhere to be seen; instead, in the place he last stood was now a wolf, who was a bit shorter than the rest, eyes looking into mine.

"Seth" I whispered.

I was frightened; not really of the huge wolves, though, but rather for Seth, praying he wouldn't get hurt.

I was pulled out of my train of thought by the shouting of another man, who was fastly approaching them. His head turned to me for a moment, before his clothes all fell onto the ground, shredded, as the greatest of wolves stood next to the fighting boys. He was visibly taller with black fur, his chest pressing forward as he held his head high; "must be their leader" I thought to myself.

Suddenly, the wolves all backed up, Paul and Jared's bowing in front of Sam. After a few moments in which all looked the great wolf in the eyes, they scattered running into the forest, nowhere to be seen.

Emily grabbed my arm softly and urged me inside.

"Come on, they'll be here soon"

"Are they going to be okay?" I asked quickly, much worried for them all, tears forming in my eyes.

She looked at me and sighed, stroking my hair.

"Yes, they'll be okay, sweetheart. This happens pretty much on a daily basis around here"

I gulped, with shock.

"So this... this huge wolf thing is common around here?"

She laughed and nodded.

"They'll explain everything to you when they get here"

As soon as she said that, the tan boys came back into the house, all laughing and joking around, Paul and Jared included. All except for Seth and Sam, who stayed behind, talking in a very serious demeanor. As they reached the house, Seth stopped into the doorway while Sam came uo to Emily and kissed her tenderly. Then, he turned to me and said:

"Seth wishes to talk to you, kid."

I nervously walked outside, meeting his anxious gaze.

We sat in silence for a few moments before I bursted out loud:

"Oh Seth, are you all alright?"

I checked his arms and chest and back, searching for any sign of harm, yet he was spotless.

"Yeah, I'm fine" he laughed, still tense.

I exhaled, relieved and hugged him tight.

"Are... are you not absolutely terrified by me? Do you not want to never talk to me again?"

I giggled against his warm shoulder.

"No, of course I'm not scared of you. I mean, was I completely taken aback when all you guys turned into huge wolves? Yeah, sure. But scared of you? No, never." I shook my head as I voiced the last words.

"I love you" he said, finally relaxed.

"I love you too"

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sethsclearwater · 3 months

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Could I request play fighting with Embry, Seth, or Quil? Either one is fine or all three is fine too 😁😝 Just the general fluff and maybe even a little playful angst!

they're such a funny dynamic😭😭

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"be careful with her you idiot!" embry called as quil got you pinned under him on the creaky wooden floors of emily's home. in your drunk antics, you'd managed to convince quil that you'd have no problem beating him in a wrestling match despite both seth and embry gently telling you otherwise.

you let out a rather loud giggle at your boyfriend's call, dropping your head to the side so you could allow your graze to drift over to him. both embry and seth were sat down on the couch with concerned looks on their faces as they watched you get a smack down from quil.

quil sat up, his curly hair spilling all over as he rolled his eyes at embry, "that's pretty bold coming from the guy who broke her ankle-" he started but was quickly cut off when embry dove off the couch to tackle him back down.

you barely even had a moment to process it before quil was being thrown off of you as him and embry began rolling around on the floor like a bunch of idiots. you'd been out with embry a few months prior and had slipped on your way into the grocery store and broken your ankle - something both seth and quil couldn't seem to let the poor boy live down.

despite all three of them getting along relatively well considering all three of them imprinted on you, seth and quil seemed to enjoy bringing up that it was technically embry's fault that he didn't catch you and stop you from breaking your ankle.

"finally!" seth exclaimed, quickly striding over to you so he could scoop you up in his arms and hug you tightly to his chest, "feels like we haven't had alone time in years!" he added and you giggled, drunkenly smiling up at him as he sat back down on the couch with you in his lap.

embry and quil seemed too lost in their own wrestling match to notice seth sweeping you up, only stopping when quil took it upon himself to feign a lethal injury.

"oh my god-" quil whined, dramatically dropping his head back onto the floor as he placed one hand over his abdomen which was only covered by a thin t-shirt, "you know how mad she'd be if you maimed me too?" he asked, a playful smirk covering his features for only a moment as he glanced back at embry.

embry was quick to wipe it off though, immediately diving back down to jump on top of quil, both of them letting out loud groans when they hit each other a bit harder then embry had anticipated.

you gasped, peeking up at seth who just snuck a quick kiss on your lips before shushing you, "they're fine," he reassured, "just idiots is all," he added, both of you laughing at his comment.

when embry and quil finally realized you weren't on the floor any more, they were quick to sit up and try and find you, both boys rolling their eyes when they realized seth had taken advantage of their antics so he could hold you himself.

"you've got to be kidding me right now," embry groaned, rolling his eyes as he smacked quil's chest before he was getting up. quil didn't seem too inclined to follow embry's lead, only offering you a warm smile from his place down on the floor that had you blushing.

"need my baby to come take care of me," quil whined, both seth and embry rolling their eyes when they saw the way your features immediately softened at his words.

in a non-inebriated state, you'd likely have just ignored him but the alcohol seemed to be working its way into your system and had you suddenly all soft and mushy over the thought of taking care of quil.

"can you stop calling her that? that's so fuckin' weird," embry groaned again, dramatically flopping down onto the couch so he could sit next to you and seth while quil continued feigning an injury.

"like pretty thing is any better," quil shot back before he was turning his attention back to you, smiling when you shyly waved to him, "you want me to come over?" he asked, laughing when both seth and embry groaned at his pick-me nonsense.

quil knew all too well how to handle you in your drunk state, already well aware of just how easily he could have you wrapped around his finger from just a few comments.

you hummed and nodded, smiling even wider when he got up and strode over to you, dramatically squeezing himself between embry and seth so he could touch you.

"oh i missed you so much, you know that?" quil teased while seth allowed you to lay across all three of their laps. you hummed and nodded, smiling as you rested your head in embry's lap.

embry was quick to stroke his fingers through your hair, "missed you," you whispered back to quil, blushing an even darker red when you saw how all three boys were fondly watching you.

quil offered you hip a playful squeeze before he was reaching over seth to grab the remote from the side table, "you wanna put your show on?" seth asked as quil made quick work of getting netflix on.

you hummed and nodded, just happy to be with the three of them.

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bangtanmix73 · 1 year

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Omg so imagine if someone from the wolf pack imprinted on reader, reader went to a neighboring town while the Cullens are there (so they technically don’t break the treaty if I’m right). Reader gets hurt somehow and is close to death and one of the Cullens change them. The wolf that imprinted is all worried for like a week until someone figures out what happened.

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fatiguing-thoughts · 1 year

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"Always Bella V"

Read here: Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part IV / Part V

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Despite the anxious picking of my cuticles and the numbing feeling of my own heart beating within my chest, sitting next to Quil in the car brought me some sort of peace. The drive was only about 15 minutes, though it felt like a lifetime. A lifetime of blankly staring out the window, hoping to feel anything other than this deep sorrow.

I felt the heat radiate off of Quil's body from the driver's seat. Despite of how unsure I was of how it was possible for him to be so incredibly warm, I appreciated the warmth.

The screeching of my brakes let me know that we arrived to our little spot.

A spot we would hang out since we were kids. I looked out my window and gazed towards the shore, reminiscing of the times we had here together. The memories with Jacob, too.

The feeling of my soul ripped out was one that didn't leave for months. It was as if Jacob left with a piece of me that I couldn't get back.

...But then there was Quil.

It was as if Quil would never leave my side. And to be truthful, I never wanted him to. He was the only person who seemed to almost fill the void that ached throughout my chest every single day.

"Alright, let's go." He murmurs, snapping me out of my thoughts as he nods his head to the woods.

I swallow the breath stuck in the back of my throat and prepare myself for whatever this would be. Whatever this could be.

Quil walks over into the edge of the woods, nodding his head to encourage me out of the car to follow him.

The feeling of nausea came over me as it really hit me.

Why was everything so serious? So secretive? Nothing was ever this serious.

I sigh, unbuckle my seatbelt and make my way over to him. My legs shaking with every step I take.

He reached out his hand, motioning for me to take it.

I grab it, greedily embracing the heat his palm brings to my own.

The walk deeper into the woods was silent, aside from the crunching of leaves and small twigs on the ground.

His warmth radiated from his own hand onto my own, spreading up my wrist. His torso close to my left side as I walked only a mere inches from him, The absence of his warmth was violently apparent throughout the rest of my body.

Quil abruptly stopped and sat us down on a fallen tree, surrounded by countless others towering over us. Normally, I find our spot to be a place of solace, but today it was filled with an overwhelming sense of dread.

His brown soft brown eyes met mine as tears began to brim the surface. He quickly pursed his lips and looked down at his feet.

"You need to me tell you first, right?" He mutters.

"Yes." I choke out, voice barely above a whisper, slightly nodding my head.

"Alright." He breathes. "Well, Sam gave me the okay.

"So this is about Sam." I spit.

"No, it isn't. Please, (Y/N)... Just hear me out."

I look at him skeptically as I felt a slight sense of anger blossom within my chest. I became aware of my eyebrows slightly furrowing, displeased at the thought of Sam's name.

Quil began speaking. His words turned into this high pitched ringing. It was as if everything he said pierced my eardrums.

He finally stopped talking and

"So, basically-- the legends are real, right? That's what you're telling me?" I ask, raising my brow, with a snarky tone. "And so then not only do you guys turn into massive wolves that kill vampires? Because vampires are responsible for the missing people? They've been killing people? And the Cullens are vampires, but vegetarian?"

"When you say it like that, it sounds ridiculous." He chuckles.

"Because it is ridiculous! And you're telling me that there is this soul-bonding experience? Imprinting? Quil-- you absolutely need to tell me the truth!" I begin to angrily laugh.

"I am! (Y/N), I promise."

His eyes were pleading with mine, begging me to just believe him.

"Alright, so let's just say this is real. So, Jacob imprinted on me-- and rejected it? He doesn't want me?" My voice broke just saying it out loud.

He looked at my sympathetically, "It's a little more complicated than that, but yes. More or less." His lips pursed as he started at me with sad eyes.

"Is it... is it because of her?"

"Not necessarily. But, it she is definitely a reason." He sighs. "For one, yes he is in love with her. I know that he loves you, though. I know that..." He pauses, looking at the ground with disappointment.

My heart skipped a beat, hearing him tell me that Jake did love me. But then the realization hit me.

"But he loves her more." I croak.

His gaze meets back to mine before giving me a small nod.

And there it was, the knife right through my chest.

"But, truly don't think of it like that. He truly was devastated about the fact that his life has been paved for him-- he didn't want a life where he had no choice." His warm hand reached out to mine. "He can't stop feeling like some monster. He didn't choose to become a shifter and now his entire destiny has been chosen, he didn't want the same for you, either. He wanted you to have a say. He doesn't want you in this world of danger, nor did he want you to feel trapped with him."

"Oh my god, Quil!" I hiss. "Stop pretending the wolf thing is real! Stop messing with me."

"No, (Y/N). I promise. I can show you." He promises, looking me in the eye.

"So do it."

He stands up silently, letting go of my hand before removing his shirt. I notice how much buffer Quil had gotten in the last few months.

"My eyes are up here." He teases with a low laugh.

I blush as I realize I had been caught.

He double checks for something behind a bush about 15 feet from me before looking back into my eyes.

"Don't freak out." He looks at me. "Don't go anywhere, and remember I won't hurt you."

I nod, staring at him with doubt.

But Quil's body began to steam? I couldn't believe how it looked.

He began to almost convulse as he was seemingly ready to burst out of his own skin.

But then he did. He burst out of his own skin and turned into an enormous brown wolf.

"Qu-Quil?" I stutter, my eyes practically bulging out of my skull.

His enormous head nods, whimpering and looking directly into my eyes.

He slowly strode over to me, plopping his head down into my lap for me to feel his fur.

"What the fuck..." I mutter as he lets out a huff.

He pulls his head back, before turning and walking behind the bushes from earlier.

I heard shuffling and within a moment or two, shirtless Quil appears again and walks over to where he dropped his shirt before. He picks it up, putting it on before sitting right next to me.

"Alright." I breathe.

"Yeah. So, there's that." He sighs, looking at me.

"I see."

"Well, now you know it all."

"I guess I do."

I don't know how I was supposed to feel.

But I know I felt so confused. I felt some relief in knowing that Jacob did love me... that what I was feeling had a valid reason. It was abnormally painful because it wasn't normal-- it was supernatural.

But in the end, it didn't make me feel better. It didn't make anything hurt less.

I felt tears prick my eyes before I put my head into my hands. I don't think it was possible to cope with this any differently.

Quil quickly put his arm around me, pulling me into his side and kissing the top of my head.

A wave of comfort washed over to me.

"It's okay. I'm here for you, always." He whispers into my hair, lightly scratching my back. "Always."

Quil always knew how to make me feel better.

In-fact, he was the only person these days who could make me feel better.

"By the way, I don't want to read his letter."

"Thank you." I murmur as I bury my head further into his chest.

"Let's get you out of here. It's not safe." He urges, helping me up after a moment.

"Not safe?" I question.

"Well, the red-head has been coming around. We don't know what she wants but she's looking for something."

"Red-head?"

"Vampire. I gotta catch you up." He chuckles.

"Ah, got it." I say nervously, looking around.

"Don't worry. We chased her back to the Canadian boarder the other night. We probably won't see her for a few days. But the others are on patrol now."

I shake my head in disbelief as everything coming out of his mouth seems utterly ridiculous.

It felt unreal.

The car ride back to my house didn't take long, but even after our conversation I felt just as hollow as before.

He must've sensed my sadness, as he reached out a hand for me to grab.

I looked over, studying the way his knuckles lay on the center console.

I lightly grabbed his hand before leaning onto his arm, pulling it into my own and laying my head on his bicep as he drove.

His feverish skin felt heavenly on my seemingly ice-cold body, Quil was the only source of warmth for me anymore. I was suddenly realizing just how much I needed him.

"Thank you." I whisper, closing my eyes in comfort as I absorbed all of his warmth.

"Always." His hoarse voice barely audible.

The drive back to my house wasn't long, but with my eyes closed the entirety of it, it was as if I had lost all sense of time.

I was exhausted from everything I had learned today... from everything I saw.

We made our way over to the couch, yet again.

The letter fell out of my jacket pocket as I took it off, causing the pain in my chest to heighten. It felt as if the wind was knocked out of my as I saw a glimpse of the handwriting as it fell to the floor.

Quil's face turned into one of understanding as he realized where my focus had turned to.

I pick up the letter with tears in my eyes, clutching it to my chest and sitting on the couch.

Quil quickly followed, sitting next to me.

"Why am I not enough?" I sobbed.

"You are more than enough. You are everything, (Y/N)." He coos, taking the note from my hands and placing it on the coffee table in front of us. He pulled me into his chest before holding me close. One hand on my back and the other on the base of my neck, pulling my sobbing frame into his chest. "Don't you ever say that, you are enough."

"But why is it always Bella?" I choke.

"Believe me, it is not."

"But it is, it's always her! It's always Bella."

"(Y/N), you are everything. Jacob doesn't even understand what he's doing. Please, please do not let this destroy you." He pleads, his voice breaking as I feel tears of his own falling onto the top of my head. "I know it's hard with this bond, but you are so much stronger than you think. You are so much more than you think."

Quil leaned back and I followed suit, crying into his chest as he covered me with a blanket.

"Thank you." I sob, tears soaking his shirt.

"I will always be here for you. I will always be here to tell you how much you are loved, whenever you need it." He promises. "I'll always be here."

I nod, silently thanking him as I wrap my arms around him and accept the darkness of my closed eyes.

His fingers lightly ran up and down my back as he shushed my sobs, trying to soothe me further.

I felt myself drifting to sleep, accepting the comfort of Quil while mourning the loss of a life with Jacob in it.

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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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theaskywalker · 1 year

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Imagine moving with your family in La Push and befriending Quil and Embry

Masterlist

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volturiwolf · 2 years

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Since we came to this point, I uploaded two imagines just now

Quil Ateara

Paul Lahote

See you I-don't-know-when

#paul lahote imagine #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote #quil ateara #quil ateara x reader #quil ateara imagine #the twilight saga #twilight #twilight post #twilight renaissance

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findmeinforks · 3 months

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Understanding - Paul Lahote X Fem!Reader

A little break up, make up one shot while I work on part two of stay 💕 as always, let me know what you think! 2.4K Words ❤️

You had been understanding. You had been so, incredibly, unbelievably understanding. You had been kind, patient, considerate. You had thrown every insecurity away in your mind. You shoved your feelings right down your throat.

But that was over with now.

Now, you faced him. In the middle of the yard, your throat agonizingly raw from yelling. You were shocked he hadn't phased yet, but he knew the minute he did you would take off. The pack, watching from afar and unbeknownst to you, were also shocked at his restraint.

"I would NEVER do anything to hurt you. Why won't you believe that?"

You laughed wetly through the tears. You were down right manic over what he didn't comprehend.

"Really?? You don't understand why I would be upset by ANY of this? Are you that fucking blind?"

Paul huffed through his nose, attempting to control his temper.

"I have a job, Y/N. There's new bloodsuckers popping up every day now and we have to make sure we're ready for anything. That means stacking up our numbers against them. Guy or girl, they have to be trained."

You scoffed, rolling your eyes,

"And don't you find it at all peculiar that everyone else is out on their own but you're STILL having to train this same girl? DAY IN AND DAY OUT?!"

He sighed.

"She should be ready, I know. But every time we get on patrol, she gets fearful and fails at basic exercises. Sam has me spend extra time with her."

You threw up your hands as if the answer was obvious, "Then TELL Sam to have someone else take a turn?"

"She only likes training with me."

Your eyes went wide, and all you saw was red.

"AND THAT DOESNT GIVE YOU ANY FUCKING CLUE THAT MAYBE SHES FAILING ON PURPOSE FOR YOUR ATTENTION? THAT MAYBE SHE DOESNT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT IMPRINTS? THAT MAYBE PERHAPS SHE HAS DIFFERENT INTENTIONS?"

Paul shook his head, him now scoffing.

"It's actually really hard to learn to navigate being a wolf. That's something YOU don't seem to understand."

You think you had lost your mind. It seemed as though the world crumbled around you, his words ringing in your ears from the impact. That was not something the imprint you knew before this would have ever dared say to you. It wasn't that you believed Paul would ever be disloyal, but your instincts were damn sure this girl wanted him to be.

You nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat.

"You're right. I don't. You need to be with someone that understands. We're done."

Paul stepped back like he had taken a blow to the chest. His eyes softened now.

"You....you don't mean that."

You headed towards your car, not being able to face the broken look in his eyes.

"Y/N, wait," he reached out, and even though you were mad, a part of it killed you to deny him.

You shook your head, new tears rehydrating their original streaks.

You sniffled, and took a deep breath.

"I'm tired, Paul. I'm tired of waiting up for you. I'm tired of being left unanswered for hours. I'm tired of making plans that just get canceled. Im tired of being lonely. And most of all, I'm tired of being disappointed."

He grabbed your arm before you could fully get in, and you saw Sam emerge, still at a respectable distance from the two of you.

"Baby listen, okay, I'm sorry. I can do better I-"

"You've said that before Paul. This is not the first time we've fought about this."

Tears pricked the corners of his eyes now.

"Please. Don't." He whispered.

He almost made you cave. You so badly wanted to stay. But you also knew if you did, it would be the same reoccurring cycle. He had to know you were serious. You wanted the relationship you had before she came along. Until you were sure you would get that again, you had to leave.

"I have to go. Call me when your priorities change." You said as you gently pulled out of his grip and shut the door. And with that, you took off to your father's place.

Paul stood planted in the same spot you had left him, shattered. What had he done?

He felt a small hand on his shoulder, a feminine voice in his ear,

"Maybe it was for the better. She seems like a total bitch."

Paul's blood turned cold. It was as if in that very moment, he had come to his senses. The smoke had cleared in his crowded mind. You were right. Of course you were right. All the stress that had been on his plate, he hadn't been thinking clearly at all.

He came to realization now, and it was too late.

Paul yanked away his arm, turning with a fury in his eyes to the woman behind him. She shrunk back under his gaze, feigning an innocence he knew good and well was all fake.

He trembled with anger, barely registering that Sam was now in between him and the girl. Paul pointed a finger at her, teeth gritting with anger.

"Get. The FUCK. Away from me."

Paul ripped apart as he phased, having it bottled up for far too long, and dashing off like a mad man into the woods.

The woman gaped like a fish, starting to babble, turning to Sam for reassurance.

"I didn't do anything I-"

Sam huffed a breath through his nose, "You heard him. I think it would be best if you left. Embry's cousin or not, you are no longer welcome here. That's an order."

Sam shook his head, running a hand through his hair as she stormed off. He felt guilty for letting it get like this. He had some suspicions about her joining the pack, seeing as she was always gravitating towards Paul, but he had shrugged it off, too occupied with everything else going on.

Sam also knew too well what it was like to hurt an imprint. Physically or emotionally, the bond felt all the same. Strict alpha or not, he valued Paul as a brother, and just hoped you would come back for him.

As Paul laid his head onto his pillow, he watched the days go by before him. Being forced to come eat dinner by Emily and whenever he had patrol were just about the only times Paul left his bed. He would call you once a day, sometimes with a small hope you'd answer, and sometimes just to hear your voicemail. After his patrol shifts ended, he would often sneak off to your house, just to make sure he'd know you were safe, if even from a mile away.

"Do you think she'll ever come back?" Kim asked Jared quietly one day, after watching Paul barely eat his food and sulk back up to his room.

"I don't know honestly. Y/N is just as stubborn as he is. But I do miss him. I've never in my life seen Paul like this. His internal thoughts are depressing as hell..."

Kim sighed, "It's not like she's doing any better. She finally answered my call yesterday, and I had to double check who I was talking too. She's miserable, Jare."

He shrugged, "I mean what can we do about it babe? You can't get involved in people's business like that."

"They're not people. They're family." She mumbled as she clutched her coffee mug.

Another week had gone by, the pack all sitting in the kitchen getting ready to eat.

"Boys. We have information on the new vampires in town," Sam announced as he walked through the door with Jacob.

"They're after Bella. She had a run in with that red head we keep chasing to the border every night. Her boyfriend had tried to kill her so the Cullen's killed him, and now this bitch is assembling an army to take her out for revenge." Jacob relayed.

This grabbed Paul's attention. If they were after your sister, that meant you were in danger.

"We're going to help them fight. Our people are at risk if we let this get out of hand, or if the Cullen's lose. But until the army comes here, we're going to be sharing shifts with them to watch over the Swan house," Sam said, looking at Paul who was heading out the door.

"Paul."

"You can watch Bella from a distance. I'm taking my imprint home," he slammed the front door.

"I can't imagine that's gonna go good." Embry mumbled.

Your body jolted upright from the couch at the abrupt knocking on the front door. You hadn't been expecting anyone, Bella out doing who knows what with Edward, and Charlie hours away on a fishing trip.

Opening the door your breath caught in your throat.

"What are you doing here?"

"We have to go. Now." He said sternly, ignoring your bewildered look as he flew past you and up the stairs to your room.

"And just who the hell do you think you are?!" You stormed after him, appalled he was barging in your house like this.

"There's an entire army of vampires on the hunt for your sister. You're not safe here, I'm taking you to Emily's." he said as he grabbed a suitcase and started throwing random clothes in.

"You don't own me Paul Lahote. I'm not going anywhere with you." You crossed your arms as you looked at him incredulously.

He refused to look you in the eye as he spoke, his breathing heavy from your scent,

"It is still my job to protect you whether we're together or not. You don't have to talk to me at all if you don't want too, and you can sleep in the spare bedroom" He said as he continued to pack.

You laughed.

"Come to Emily's with her there? I think the fuck-"

"She's not there anymore."

"Ohhhh so because she's gone you care about me again."

He stopped, this time turning to look you in the eyes for the first time in two weeks.

"Don't you ever fucking say that. I could give a shit less about her. It's always been you. I'm....look, I'm sorry I didn't make you believe that before. You were right. And I was so unbelievably wrong. I understand why you don't want to be with me anymore. I'm not asking you to forgive me. Im asking, just for the time being, that you do this so that I know you are safe....please."

You wish you could have stopped the tears that welled up in your eyes. A part of you wanted to stay mad forever, just to make a point. But the other just wanted to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. Two weeks felt like two years apart from him, and your heart so desperately ached to be near him again.

"Fine," you whispered.

Paul looked like he wanted to say something more, his eyes lingering on yours, but he decided against it, zipping up your bag and heading to the truck.

Once you both arrived to Emily's the pack headed out to train with the Cullen's, leaving you both and Kim at the kitchen table.

"So you guys.....didn't make up?" Kim asked disappointed.

You shook your head, "He just wanted me here. He apologized and said he wanted me to be safe. It was left at that."

Emily reached her hand over into yours,

"Do you want to be with him?" She asked genuinely.

"I.....I mean," you sighed. "Of course I want to be with him. I just was so angry, you know?? I didn't like feeling that way in our relationship. Alone."

The girls nodded understandably.

"If it helps, he's been an absolute wreck without you. I think if anything it was a wake up call." Kim offered.

"I haven't been exactly living the best either," you slightly chuckled.

"Well. We are more than excited to have you back in the house. That being said, I'm going to need both of your help with dinner." Emily smiled as she looked at the clock, standing up.

You grinned, happy to at least be here with your friends.

It was the night before the fight. Everything was quiet, but you lie awake, your mind racing. You hadn't said much to Paul in the three days you were here. There were lingering stares, brushing past eachother occasionally in the hall, but no conversations had been had. You felt a pit in your stomach at the idea of this fight. What if something happened and you never got to see him again? What if the last thing you had between you two was this awkward tension? The more you thought about it, the faster the tears spilled down your cheeks. You sniffled hard.

A gentle knock at the door startled you, getting up you frantically tried to wipe them away.

There he stood on the other side, leaning against the frame. His eyes looked so exhausted, like he hadn't gotten sleep either in days. "Whats wrong?" He said softly, taking a look at your face.

His gentle voice was enough to send you flying into his embrace. You arms wrapped around him as you sobbed into his neck.

He held your waist as he walked you both backwards into the room, shutting the door. His hand caressed your face as he leaned his cheek on your forehead.

"Hey, hey. Shhhh. I'm right here. It's okay. You're okay. You're safe."

You leaned back just enough to look at him, shaking your head. Your voice was broken and trembling,

"I-I don't care that I'm safe. T-tomorrow. A-and you. What if we never-"

Paul used both hands to cradle your face.

"Hey. Listen to me. Everything will be okay. This is what we've been training for. It's us and the Cullen's against them, our numbers are stronger. I'll be fine, alright? I'm just happy you're here and away from harm."

"I can't live without you. I love you." You whispered.

Paul instantly kissed you. It was like a wave of relief and happiness washed over you as you kissed him back with every ounce of passion you could muster.

Both your tongues danced as you refused to pull away from eachother. Paul bent down only for a moment to hoist you up in his arms, taking you into his room instead.

Unfortunately due to advanced hearing, the house was no longer quiet that night.

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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.

~ ~ ~

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 · 2 months

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COCKWARMING WITH QUIL???!!!! Could I request it please?

"c'mon lovebug," quil teased, both of you letting out breathy laughs as you threw one leg over his waist as you sat up, resting your hands on his bare abdomen.

you and quil had managed to go at it for the majority of the evening, leaving both of you a sweaty mess once you finally decided to tap out. "you got it," quil encouraged, sliding his hands up your thighs to settle at your hips, helping you lift them up when he realized you were definitely a bit more worn out than he'd originally anticipated you being.

"there you go," he mused, dropping one hand from your hip in favor of pumping his cock, which had somehow managed to get hard again despite the amount of times he'd cum already.

you let out a low whine when you felt his cock prodding at your overstimulated entrance but quil didn't seem to be too interested in dealing with your antics, already knowing you were more than okay with taking his cock again.

you yawned, eliciting a breathy laugh from quil as he helped you sink down on his cock, the lewd squelching sound that came from between your legs as he pressed inside reminding you just how long you two had been at it for tonight, "you can lay down in a minute," he reassured when he saw the way you were yawning, chuckling when you let out another yawn as he finally bottomed out in you.

"alright there you go," he mused, sliding both hands up your sides, his clammy hands wrapping around you to pull your sweaty figure down onto him so he could hold you close.

you let yourself relax in his arms, dropping your shoulders and allowed your eyes to fall closed as he ran one hand up and down your back soothingly, "that was so good," he murmured after a moment, pressing his lips to your hair.

you smiled despite knowing he couldn't see it with the way you had your face buried in the crook of his neck, unable to contain the glow that he gave you with his praise, "so good," you reiterated after a moment, your words coming out a bit muffled which had quil laughing again, his chest reverberating with the sound of it.

"always the best with you," he added, pecking your hair once more before letting out a sigh as he also relaxed into the bed, "my lovebug," he mused playfully, smiling to himself when you giggled at the nickname.

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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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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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sadembryhours · 1 year

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snippet of autistic!reader & autistic!quil waiting for embry to come home <3 quil calls reader pup ; no pronouns used / gender neutral

The room is quiet as you suck on the peppermint candy. Embry had left a few hours ago, Sam calling him over to patrol your small town. Your favorite playlist was playing as you waited for Quil to appear — his mom always sent over candy when she knew he’d be visiting you.

A joyful, excited smile greets you as Quil opens the front door. In his hands are packets of candies for you, all lovingly and cautiously picked out. He lays them on the coffee table you’re sitting in front of before pressing a kiss to your cheekbone. “Keepin’ busy?”

You shrug as you look at the picture you’d gotten halfway through coloring before he’d shown up. “Somethin’ like that. Embry home soon?”

Quil nods and makes himself comfortable on the sofa behind you. His legs are on either side of your body, blocking you in as he grabs the book he’d been getting through. Your playlist comes to an end and the silence causes Quil to scrunch his nose.

“Pup,” he nudges your shoulder with his knee. You pause your coloring to turn your ear his way, still keeping your gaze on the table. “Mind if I change it?”

You shake your head before letting out a smack! as you finish off your peppermint candy. Quil fondly watches you take a sip of water, the reminder to Embry had set for you both showcasing on your phone.

The curly haired boy gets lost in his novels quickly. It’s something you’d first learned about Quil — that reading helped him escape and settle his mind simultaneously. His right hand is twirling the strings of the hoodie he’s wearing as his left hand holds his book steady. You place a kiss on his knee before you finish coloring your picture.

Embry comes home to a scene that feels so domestic — so warm and tender that he wants to cry. You and Quil did this often — parallel play, it was called. An acoustic, indie sounding playlist was playing around the house softly as you both did your own things.

It made Embry’s heart flip and flutter as he shut the front door quietly. He plops onto the sofa with a sigh, leaning his head against the back of it. Almost immediately, Quil’s head falls to his shoulder as your head hits his knee gently.

Home, Embry smiles to himself as his eyes slide shut. I’m finally home.

—— idk how many notes this ill get / how popular it’ll b but i needed some comfort n this happened <3

#embry call #quil ateara #embry x reader #embry call imagine #embray call x reader #quil x reader #quil ateara imagine #twilight x reader #twilight imagine #autistic reader #autistic!reader #autistic!quil

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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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xetswan · 9 months

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Jacob Black x fem!Reader

Anything For You

Warnings:kind of angsty, cursing.

You’ve been best friends with Jacob for years, being so close with him his friends were your friends. Even Billy counted you as family. Especially due to your parents always being away for business oriented reasons, never having time for their daughter.

But as of lately Jacob has been distant, only because of an old friend back in town. Bella Swan. The girl who made your best friend ditch you for every plan you guys have made these past weeks.

Something you didn’t realize was truly bothering you until you called him one night. The one night you begged him not to miss and he did. It was the night of your concert for your school orchestra. A thing you took pride in.

When you looked in the crowd to find Embry, Quil, Seth, Paul and Billy. But no Jacob. His excuse was that he had forgotten, simple mistake.

Simple mistake that crushed you beyond belief.

It was one thing for your parents to miss your concerts, to not even come home for dinner. But Jacob doing this was a betrayal even you felt childish for being upset about.

And then today, you waited outside where he said he would meet you after dropping Bella off at home. He said that he would be there at 3 pm. As it is now reaching 5:30 you pulled out your sketch book. You talked to your school counselor who gave it to you, telling you to draw or write down how you feel.

Today you wrote, filling two pages front and back about how you miss your best friend.

Who you thought even at one point could have been more than your best friend. Thinking you guys were just reaching that point in life.

“[Name]!?” The voice made you hopeful but once it actually reached your ears you frowned slightly as it was not who you were waiting for. “Hey, Seth.” You forced a smile.

“Hey, uh Embry, Quil and I were gonna go to the beach. We noticed you’ve been sitting here a while. We wondered if you wanted to join?” His eyes looked hopeful.

The boy had a crush on you, he’s had one for a few years. Knowing who your heart belonged to he never said anything but everyone knew.

Even you.

“Uh, I guess.” You shrug, getting up from your spot.

Trying to enjoy yourself with the thoughts in the back of your mind was irritating, forcing yourself to laugh along with their jokes you actually didn’t understand.

The four of you tossed a ball to each other, Quil now had it in his hands and you sighed. Waiting until it came to you. “Hey, you alright over there?” Embry shouted with a grin on his face, not knowing you actually were not doing well.

“Oh, I’m fine!” You wave a hand to motion you were okay. Quil raised an eyebrow. “You sure it has nothing to do with Billy Blacks son?” He questions and your eyes spiked open from what he said.

“What?” Was all that could form out of your mouth.

“We’ve seen how much of a douche he’s been, [Name] we aren’t blind.” Embry tells you, not meaning to be so harsh but it just came out that way. You glance down, catching the ball from him. “I uh, didn’t know other people noticed.” You gripped the football, not wanting to make eye contact with them.

“Of course we noticed, especially when he fucking didn’t come to your concert you’ve been non stop talking about.” Quil rolls his eyes.

You laugh,

“It’s whatever, he’s happy hanging out with her. I can’t rely on him all the time.” You try to force up a lie on how you feel. “Yeah, okay. Throw the ball, princess.” Embry winks.

Taking in a breath you chucked it at Seth, not realizing how hard you threw it. And the fact that he wasn’t ready it hit him right in the face. “Oh my god!” You gasp, covering your mouth as the other two burst into laughter.

He groans, holding his nose, checking to see if it was bleeding and luckily it wasn’t. “I’m so sorry, Seth!” You run over to him. Trying not to laugh now as the others bent over holding onto each other as they can’t contain it.

“It’s okay,” he waves it off but you shake your head. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah.” He says and you pull him into a hug.

“You got one hell of an arm.” Embry snickers.

“Shut up.” You mutter silently to them as you hold the younger boy.

“Im really okay, [Name].” He tells you as his face burns hotter and he grows flustered.

“That’s what’s going to give him a nosebleed.” Quil teases and the two laugh again.

“Oh leave him alone.” You tell them then look down at him and your mouth goes into the shape of an ‘o’ so you let him go. The boy clears his throat. “I’ll go get the ball now.” He announces but as he turns around Jacob was standing there handing him the football.

His face laid no expression. Your heart races from him just being near.

“Can I talk to you?” His eyes meet yours and your posture straightens. “Can it wait for later?” You nervously glance at the other guys who stand awkwardly.

“We will just go.” Embry says, grabbing Seth nod pushing him away, Quil follows. You mentally curse at them for leaving you.

“Please, just hear me out.”

“What is it Jake?” You snap, acting impatient wanting to get whatever this conversation will be to just happen.

He reluctantly pulls out your sketchbook and your eyes widen. You instantly run to your bag, digging through it to find that exact same book, not believing you actually left it back at the house.

“[Name] why didn’t you-“

“Oh don’t give me shit! I can’t believe you read through my book!” You snatch the book back, throwing it on the ground. “Why would you read it?” Your voice cracked as tears threatened to peak through. Trying to shove the feeling down.

“Hey, calm down.” He steps closer but you step back and a pained expression shoots across his face.

“Go vent to Bella about it.” You sat on the sad, picking the book back up and staring at it.

“Please.” He comes closer. “What!? Just say what you need to say. Get it over with since you obviously won’t give up.” Tears fall and you quickly wipe them away as you feel ashamed and embarrassed.

“I.. I didn’t realize I was being such an asshole.” He says, he follows every movement you make, “[Name] there are no excuses to how I have been treating you.” He falls to his knees in front of you. “No, there’s not. No excuse for going through my shit either.” You point a finger in his face, hiccuping as you cried.

“I know,” he sighs. “I don’t know why I got so excited when Bella needed me. I don’t know why I left you out and forgot your fucking concert. It was unexceptional of me.” He tries to get closer so you would look at him but you turned your head to stare at the waves of the water, gripping the book.

“You’re worth more than that. You’ve been my person- my number one for years.” He takes the book out of your hands, throwing it aside and holding your wrists. You don’t resist. You close your eyes, not wanting anymore tears to fall in front of him. “I got confused, I… I realized I need you. More than anything, more than the food I eat, the water that graces this Earth, I’d rather lose sleep that’s how much I need you. I need you near me or I can’t breathe. The distance that pulled us apart was slowly breaking me and I didn’t even know that feeling was because I wasn’t with you.” He expresses, his voice wavering throughout his words. Your body shutters as your silently sob, your lip quivering as you shivered.

The look on your face physically hurts him, his body feels like crumbling knowing that this was because of him.

“I want- need you to know I will do anything. Anything to make it up to you. To never see these tears fall from those pretty eyes unless they were happy ones.”

Your eyes follow from his hands holding tightly to your wrists, going up his torso then to his lips, and then lands on his eyes.

For the first time, the world shifted. Everything grows brighter, his touch burning but you don’t move an inch. An energy switch from wanting to hate him more than anything to just wanting him around you. Even without speaking you’d be okay.

A small noise escapes passed your lips, then you speak. “As much as I want to punch you, to tell you to go away and never speak to me again after you hurt me. I don’t truly wish for that. I want to trust every word and don’t look back.”

His eyes soften, he lets you go slowly. “Please forgive me.” He whispers, his voice trembling which breaks you. You pull him into an embrace, one hand stabilizing himself on the ground and the other wrapped around you. “[Name] there’s nothing in this world I won’t do to be yours.” He holds you closer.

“Just be here. With me.”

Then pushing him back to look at him again. “Always.”

Like magnets, force brings you two together, his lips on yours. Igniting a fire from every touch you lay on his skin.

Pulling away his fingers wipe away your tears and you grin at him. “More of that and I’ll forgive you for everything.”

He laughs, pulling you onto his lap. “Anything for you.”

#jacob black #bella swan #twilight #twilight x reader #twilight imagine #seth clearwater #embry call #quil ateara #jacob black x reader #jacob black x female reader #jacob black x you

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