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— THE WAY I LOVED YOU

pairing: theodore nott x reader

summary: in which theodore nott will do anything to get you to go out with him, but you’re just as stubborn rejecting him

warnings: swearing, kissing, dangerous stunts and theo being stupid (ryan gosling in the notebook style), unedited since i wrote this in the middle of the night on no sleep again lol. enemies to lovers if you squint a bit

author’s note: since everyone loves theo i’ll pretend this isn’t just for my own selfish needs <3 (especially the notebook reference) also surprise surprise mc is a gryffindor as always, you’d never know i was a slytherin my bad guys… as always let me know what u think! enjoy, angels 💌

The first time Theodore Nott asks you out, you spill a pot of ink directly into his lap.

It’s not like you meant to do it. But when there’s a Transfiguration worksheet to be getting on with, the Slytherin boy seated next to you by Professor McGonagall asking you out would surely take anyone by surprise.

The second you twist in your seat to look at him in shock, your arm slides the pot right off the desk and directly onto his grey trousers, instantly staining them with the black liquid before you have a chance to speak.

Your hands fly to your mouth to stifle your gasp and you look up at him, anticipating an angry glare in return. Instead, he looks mildly surprised at the ever-growing stain on his crotch, but mostly… amused?

“A simple ‘no’ would have sufficed, darling,” he says, raising an eyebrow and suppressing a smile.

You begin stuttering out an apology and scrambling for your wand to wave away the stain before you can do something stupid like attempting to rub it off with your sleeve. Your cheeks instantly heat up at the humiliating image now plaguing your mind and you barely contain a sigh of relief when you realise the lesson has finished.

It’s a miracle your shoes haven’t left scuff marks on the ground in a cartoonish trail with the speed at which you leave the classroom. Godric knows why Theo Nott of all people wants to ask you out, but since it can’t possibly be for any good reason, you’d rather not think about it too much. This, however, isn’t helped by Hermione pestering you about why you look so flustered for the entire walk to the Charms classroom.

Twenty minutes later, her attention is finally diverted. On the other hand, it’s because she’s berating you for accidentally burning the end of her left eyebrow off with a charm gone wrong.

The second time Theo asks you out, there are thankfully no ink pots around.

“Hey,” he whispers from behind you, making you jump within an inch of your life despite his low volume. You swivel in your chair to glare at him, incredulous. Seeing that he’s startled you, Theo grins. “Sorry. What are you doing?”

“Baking a cake,” you deadpan, once your heart has started beating at a normal pace again. Holding up your Potions book, you feel the annoyance start to seep in when Theo continues looking at you, undeterred. “What does it look like I’m doing?”

Apparently unfazed by your sarcasm, he drags out the chair next to you and spins it around to sit on it backwards. Settling his arms on top of the backrest, Theo rests his chin on them to look at you. “You never did answer my question.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you mumble, eyes scanning the page in front of you but taking in nothing. “If you’ll excuse me, I have to study-”

“Are you going to make me ask you again?” he sighs. You panic a little at his bluntness and continue pretending to read, not knowing what else to do. Theo takes your silence as encouragement and shuffles his chair closer to your own. “Go out with me.”

The arrogance practically drips off his voice, and the pit of anxiety in your stomach immediately turns into irritation instead. “No,” you grit out, slamming your potions book shut to scowl at him. “And I don’t hear you asking anything.”

“Okay,” Theo says slowly, nodding as though he understands. It’s clear that he doesn’t though, because the next words out of his mouth have you stunned. “Please, oh please, will you do me the absolute greatest honour of going out with me?”

”Merlin,” you exhale, pinching the bridge of your nose. Dropping your hands into your lap, you see no solution other than gathering your things to return to the common room. “You’re having me on…”

“I can assure you, I’m not,” Theo says quickly, stopping you from leaving by gently grabbing your elbow. You stop in your movements to catch him looking more unsure than you’ve ever seen, and you’ve never been more perplexed. “I’m completely serious right now. Go out with me?”

“Wh- I don’t even-” you sigh, cutting your senseless muttering off to cross your arms over your textbook. “Whatever happened to a simple ‘no’ sufficing, darling? Aren’t there a million other girls for you to go and pester? Godric knows you’ve got an entourage following you half the- What are you looking at?”

Amazingly, Theo’s expression has lost all trace of vulnerability and now displays a slightly faraway look, his signature lazy grin in full effect. “Sorry, I didn’t hear a word after you called me ‘darling’.”

Resisting the urge to hit him over the head with your textbook, you take a deep breath and grasp the potential weapon tighter in your hands before speaking. “As hard as it is for me to believe that girls actually fall for this rubbish, your history with them shows that they do. Don’t think for a second, I’m going to let you use me like they do.”

Theo considers your words for a few seconds, mulling them over as carefully as though he’s trying to solve a brain teaser. Eventually, he seems to come to a satisfying conclusion, because he tucks his hands into the pockets of his trousers and tilts his head. “So you need me to prove I’m serious about this… and then you’ll say yes?”

“Oh, for the love of-” Huffing, you turn on your heal without saying another word and storm out of the library. Theo doesn’t follow you, allowing you to clear your head and think about the incredibly odd interaction.

You’re climbing through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor common room when you realise you never actually refuted Theo and his theory to make you go out with him. Whether or not it was on purpose, you can’t quite decide.

Over the next few weeks, you start wishing you had stopped Theo before he could start trying to prove himself to you.

You can’t go a single day without the question of going out with him popping up. Much to your bewilderment, it isn’t always him asking. Sometimes it’s his friends, sometimes it’s students at the Gryffindor table who are sick of the multiple owls every morning flocking to your table with a note in their beaks. Sometimes it’s even your friends.

“I mean, really,” Hermione says at breakfast, huffy as always when reprimanding someone. “It’d be benefiting everyone if you just went out with him. Why don’t you, anyway?”

“He’s a Slytherin,” Ron butts in, talking to Hermione as though he’s explaining something to a child. He takes a gigantic bite of his toast before speaking, his next words coming out muffled. “Surely that’s reason enough.”

“No, that isn’t reason enough,” Hermione says sternly, furrowing her brows. “A good reason would have been all the girls he’s always with. Of course, that’s flown out the window recently. He’s also never given them as much attention now that I think about it.”

“He’s definitely not the worst of the group either,” Harry adds, leaning in as nosily as Ron. “Not like we’re talking about Malfoy…”

“Don’t you two have Quidditch tactics to be discussing?” you snap, exhausted by the subject already. The two boys hold up their hands in surrender, before shuffling down the bench. Whether that’s to be closer to the Quidditch team, or to get away from you before you start throwing hexes - you aren’t certain.

The fact you’re awake early in the morning on a Saturday isn’t helping your sour mood, and the Quidditch match being between Gryffindor and Slytherin only adds to this.

“We’d better go and get a good seat at the front, so we aren’t on our tiptoes for the whole game like last time,” Hermione says, already sliding off the bench. You give your cup of coffee one last longing look before you allow yourself to be dragged away.

You haven’t even made it onto the Quidditch pitch before you’re already wishing for that cup of coffee to give you strength, because you find none other than Theo standing outside the Great Hall in his green and silver Quidditch robes.

As soon as he spots you, Theo plasters on that charming smile of his and opens his mouth, no doubt to ask you if you could talk privately.

Hermione interjects before he gets the chance. “Don’t bother, I’m leaving.” She simply sighs when you look at her, betrayed. “He’d have convinced you anyway! I’ll save you a seat.”

You watch her leave, helplessly before turning to Theo and crossing your arms. “Yes?”

“I have a proposition for you,” he says simply, getting to the point. The proposition has, without a doubt, got something to do with you and him and a trip to Hogsmeade, but you gesture for him to continue nonetheless. You can’t deny it’s been entertaining watching Theo come up with new ways to ask you out these past few weeks. “I’ll throw the match and let your lot win if you go out with me.”

This startles a laugh out of you, something between a chortle and a gasp. “Oh, you cheeky bastard,” you exclaim, but you can’t help grinning. That was quite possibly the last thing you expected him to say. “First of all, I think my lot is perfectly capable of winning on their own. And secondly… as funny as it would be, I’d rather not have your death and Malfoy’s subsequent imprisonment in Azkaban be on my conscience.”

You only realise just how wide your smile is when it starts to fade under Theo’s unwavering gaze. His lips twitch up into a smile and you immediately frown as an automatic response. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re bantering with me,” Theo says, grinning as though he’s extremely pleased with himself. You realise with a jolt, that yes you were bantering. “One step closer to agreeing to go out with me.”

“That’s not happening,” you protest, but it sounds fairly weak, even to you. “Like I keep telling you, I’m not going to be one of those girls.”

Theo shrugs. “And I think you already know you’re not one of those girls. It’s fine, I can wait.”

The relaxed manner in which he says this has you flabbergasted to say the least. Truthfully, you aren’t completely sure why you haven’t just agreed at this point. No one in the whole school is used to witnessing such extravagant displays from Theodore Nott, so you’ve accepted the fact you’re an outlier in this particular subject area. You’re starting to think Hermione’s right, and it’s pure stubbornness that’s keeping you going.

“You’ll be waiting a long time then,” you say, giving Theo a bland smile.

“Nah,” is all he says, the smile still gracing his unperturbed face. “Keep an eye out for me in the Quidditch stands.”

Theo winks at you before walking away in the direction of the pitch and you linger in the castle for a good few minutes before snapping out of it and walking in the same direction.

You find Hermione quickly at the front of the Gryffindor stand and you’re about to ask how long until the game starts when Lee Jordan’s voice begins to boom from the commentator stand.

“Strong start for Gryffindor with Katie Bell taking the Quaffle and- nope, Vaisey’s taken it and passed it onto Urquhart, his fellow Chaser and the new Slytherin captain.” You’re thankful for Lee’s commentary as it’s easy to follow and you probably wouldn’t have a clue if it weren’t for him. Surprisingly, he keeps it professional enough for a while. “Ginny Weasley tries to take the Quaffle after a near hit there to Urquhart, thanks to new Gryffindor Beater Jimmy Peakes and that very solid Bludger over there. Unfortunately, he missed-”

“JORDAN.”

“Sorry, Professor McGonagall, I meant fortunately. Slytherin Chaser Mattheo Riddle now has the Quaffle and seems to be aiming to score and- oops! He’s missed, thanks to Gryffindor Keeper Ron Weasley. Good on you, Weasley,” Lee says, unable to be impartial as shown by McGonagall’s glare. “As for the Slytherin Keeper, Nott seems to be distracted by something in the Gryffindor stands. Or should I say someone.”

Laughter echoes in every stand, much to your utter humiliation and some people even start whooping and cheering in your direction. Theo’s antics are common knowledge at this point, but it doesn’t make the laughter any less embarrassing. You try and maintain a shred of dignity by standing still and glaring as hard as you can at Theo. Horrifyingly, he starts to fly in your direction.

Lee looks at McGonagall before speaking, but she merely shrugs helplessly, looking flustered herself. “Er, well it seems Slytherin are open for Gryffindor to score. No one seems to be taking advantage, however, as I think I can speak for everyone when I say we want to know what’s going on with Nott and Y/N.”

Glancing at the others, you realise Lee is right and all the players are hovering in place, making no move to continue the game. They look partly confused, but mostly nosy.

Theo stops just outside the Gryffindor stand, his attention focused wholly on you. You raise both eyebrows in question, waiting for him to speak. “Go out with me.”

“Unfortunately, I can’t quite hear what Nott is saying, but I think we can all guess he’s asking her out again,” Lee says, causing a few more cheers and even a couple groans. “Take the hint, mate.”

“Theo, get back to the game!” you hiss, wrapping your arms around you as if it’ll shield you from everyone’s eyes. “You’re embarrassing m- What the fuck are you doing!”

Theo swings a leg over the side of his broomstick so that he’s sitting completely facing you, legs dangling dangerously off one side. Lee sits up a little in his booth and McGonagall looks positively horrified. “For unknown reasons, Nott is balancing precariously in a position no Quidditch player wants to- Merlin, he’s hanging off his broomstick!”

Everyone in the crowd screams and shouts when Theo slips off his broomstick, but they quieten down and watch with fright when they see he’s still holding on with both hands. You think you’re going to faint.

“Theo,” you plead, with the same voice you’d use to coax a bloody kitten out of a tree. “Get back on your broomstick. Please.”

“Only if you go out with me,” Theo says, eyes determined despite breathing a little heavier. The broomstick is thin and despite his strength, it’d be hard for anyone to maintain a grip for long. “Say you’ll go out with me and I’ll get back on.”

“Just say it!” Hermione grabs you by the shoulder to shake you.

Professor McGonagall seems to have shaken out of her previous daze and begins scrambling around for her wand while Lee narrows his eyes to better assess the situation. “Godric, Y/N. Just say ‘yes’ and end everyone’s misery already.”

“But…” you trail off, hands shaking as you keep your eyes on Theo’s white knuckles still gripping the broom. “I don’t want to encourage this stupid behaviour.”

Theo rolls his eyes as though he can’t believe you’re still objecting. He shakes his head at you, though his chest is shaking with laughter. “Go out with me, and I swear I’ll never do anything stupid again. Fucking hell, I’ll quit Quidditch altogether if you want.”

You open your mouth to say something, you’re not sure what, but before you can get a word out, Seamus Finnigan pipes up from beside you. “Personally, I say let him fall off the bloody thing.”

Tutting, you turn to Theo just to find the idiot raising an eyebrow challengingly. His left hand begins to loosen on the broomstick, deliberately.

“Theo, don’t you dare.”

He drops his left hand completely and you scream, the noise drowned out by everyone else’s yells.

“OKAY!” you yelp, heart in throat as you watch Theo dangling from his broomstick with one hand, clearly struggling. “Okay, I’ll go out with you, you stubborn idiot!”

The Gryffindors that hear you, begin to cheer, setting off the other houses and once McGonagall sees Theo begin to pull himself up on his broomstick, she visibly relaxes, slumping in her seat as she clutches her chest. Lee soon gets the message. “Finally, after a good month of watching Nott pine pathetically, Y/N has agreed to go out with the poor bast- Er, beggar. Sorry, Professor. By the way Nott, you’ve got detention for a week.”

Now sitting normally on his broomstick, Theo grins at you like the cheeky bastard that he is, with elation clear as day on his face. You struggle to fight off your own grin and you can tell by his expression you’re not doing a very good job at it. “Pull something like that again and I’ll push you off your broomstick myself,” you warn him, though it lacks any real threat. You were more worried than angry, and it definitely shows. “Okay?”

“No more stupid behaviour,” Theo promises, sounding sincere as he nods, messy hair falling into his eyes. The wind blows it out of the way almost immediately and you find yourself wanting to do it with your fingers. “After this, though.”

You furrow your brows as Theo flies close enough to the Gryffindor stand to get off his broomstick and hop right into the crowd, landing next to you. Broomstick in hand, Theo doesn’t take his eyes off you when he holds it out to Hermione. “If you don’t mind, Granger.”

Clearly baffled, Hermione gingerly takes the broomstick from him and watches the two of you, as enraptured as the rest of the school.

You face Theo properly, looking up at his eyes to see them glittering with pride and achievement. You tilt your head in question, wondering why he hasn’t yet returned to the game.

Theo answers you by gripping your waist to pull you into a stupidly dramatic, dizzying, wonderful kiss. His lips are soft against your own and cold from the wind, but the shiver that runs down your spine has nothing to do with the temperature and everything to do with the way Theo is pressed against you.

You could go on forever, but the cheers and claps and hollering around you remind you that you’re surrounded by all your peers and, Godric, your teachers.

Pulling away, you clear your throat and attempt to gain back some of your dignity by keeping a serious face. Theo attempts nothing of the sort as he’s still wearing a silly grin. You try and avoid his eyes for the sake of your nerves and you mutter the first thing that comes to mind. “Erm, good luck then. I hope you win.”

This is the wrong thing to say surrounded by your fellow Gryffindors as a few of them boo at you.

Theo rolls his eyes at the dramatics, while you simply scowl, pointedly at Seamus who seems to have boo’ed the loudest. Hermione is beaming at you when she hands Theo back his broomstick, though she also gives a little frown directed at Seamus.

Getting back on his broomstick, Theo hovers near you outside the stand. You lower your voice to a whisper that only he can hear. “I still hope you win.”

Theo shrugs, looking more relaxed than you’ve ever seen him during a Quidditch game. “I’ve already won, darling.”

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ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴏᴍᴇ┊ avatar x human!reader

Warnings: follows avatar twow plot (aka spoils the whole thing) , sfw, mention fear of water, some ooc, use of y/n, female reader

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍...

you manage to get lost on your way home, you unintentionally get yourself caught in a sketchy science experiment...yikes. you wake up in a foreign land (or shall I say planet) that filled with 8-10ft tall blue...creatures?

can also be found on wattpad - @lovingmils

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

dictionary: tawtute - human | ftang - stop | tsahìk - spiritual leader/healer | sevin - beautiful | skxawng - idiot/moron

part 5: "FEAR" 2.6k words

you sat on the sand, holding your knees close to you as you let the tide flow in and wash over your feet. it’s been a week since you and the sully family arrived, and you haven’t hung out with anybody for longer than 10 minutes. and today was no exception; you were in your own little world, looking peacefully out into the distance as you let your mind roam free.

“where’s y/n?” lo’ak asked, taking a deep breath as he, neteyam and kiri swam back up to the surface. they were being taught by tsireya and ao’nung the ways of the water and failed to notice your disappearance.

“oh yeah! i haven’t seen her all day..” kiri replied, feeling slightly guilty for failing to notice the absence of her friend.

“is that her?” tsireya gracefully emerged from the waves and pointed at a distant figure sitting by the shore.

“let’s go check on her.” neteyam said, swimming back to the beach.

your eyes were fully closed as you tried to immerse yourself in your surroundings. it was a poor meditation attempt that caused you to be oblivious to the approaching group of na’vi.

“boo!” neteyam shouted, laughing at your frightened face. “what’cha doing all alone, hm?” he sat down next to you, stretching out his legs in front of him.

“first of all, that wasn’t funny! i was meditating.” you pouted angrily, roughly pushing his shoulder. “and i’m not alone! i’m just..not in the water.”

“and why is that?” he turned to face you curiously, rubbing his shoulder to soothe the stinging sensation.

“because…” you suddenly felt embarrassed as now lo’ak and kiri had sat down next to you, eagerly awaiting your answer.

“because??” lo’ak shook your arm lightly, urging you to hurry up.

“I'm scared of the ocean” you mumbled, looking away awkwardly.

“huh? speak up! we won’t judge you!” kiri furrowed her eyebrows and moved to sit directly in front of you.

“I'm scared of the ocean.”

“louder!”

“I'm scared of the ocean okay!?”

before the trio could even respond, they were interrupted by loud laughter. your heart dropped as you looked behind you. It was ao’nung (the boy who had mocked you upon arrival) and two of his friends. they were laughing hysterically as they walked closer to you.

“aww! poor little tawtute can’t even swim?” ao’nung laughed, nudging your back with his foot.

your face burned red from embarrassment and anger; you stood up and turned to face ao’nung.

“shut up! at least i can breathe on your planet. try lasting as long as i have on earth.” you retorted, looking at him furiously.

“yeah, that’s only because you’re some sort of mutant!” lo’ak shot up from his position and quickly punched ao’nung’s face.

“say that again, i dare you.” lo’ak spat, standing in front of you.

“lo’ak! leave it. let’s just go.” neteyam scolded, lightly grabbing his brother’s shoulder and pulling him away.

the four of you had taken about 5 steps before ao’nung muttered an insult calling the three siblings’ stupid freaks’, which had caused lo’ak to immediately run back and punch ao’nung once again. a huge fight broke out, neteyam joining to protect his brother, and you entered to stop the third person from ganging up on the two.

“my ear!”

“let go! you’re ripping my hair out!”

“ow, ow! my tail!”

kiri couldn’t help but laugh at the scene. The three of you looked like idiots, yet she felt happy you stood up for yourselves.

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you, lo’ak and neteyam stood in a line in front of jake.

“what’s the one thing i asked!?” he angrily glanced at all of you as he paced around the marui.

“to stay out of trouble.” lo’ak responded, earning a surprised look from you, as you’d forgotten what jake had asked in the first place.

neteyam tried to explain the situation but was quickly shut down by jake, scolding him for trying to take the blame off you two,

“and you!” jake exclaimed, looking down at you with an expression of both anger and shock. “y/n do you realise how quickly you could get banished!? in fact, you could get us all banished!”

“wait dad—it wasn’t her fault. they made fun of her for not being able to swim and called her a mutant! she didn’t initiate anything.” lo’ak defended you, taking a step forward and unconsciously using one of his arms to shield you.

“...I can swim! I just have a small...fear of being in deep water ,” you whispered, looking down awkwardly.

“…” jake exhaled, both stressed and tired about this situation. “go and apologise.”

“but!—”

“that is the chief’s son! do you understand that? now go, all of you. and y/n, you better pray you don’t get exiled because of this.”

“why is your dad so scary…” you whispered, walking quickly out of the marui. “look, i’m still shaking!”

“try living 14 years with him.” lo’ak jokingly replied, ignoring neteyam’s eye-roll.

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after apologising to ao’nung, your decided ‘punishment’ was to overcome your fear of the water. that way you’d be more helpful around the clan.

“how is this fair! all y/n has to do is spend more time in the water!” lo’ak complained, lying flat on the sand in frustration.

your head was resting on neteyam’s lap, as he had offered it to you after you kept complaining about sand getting into your hair. you turned your head to look at lo’ak’s small tantrum and let out a muffled laugh.

“is something funny?” lo’ak asked, sitting up to face the two of you. lo’ak’s face was covered in sand, you could barely even see his actual skin. neteyam immediately burst out laughing, putting an arm around you to ensure you didn’t fall as he twisted and turned in hysterics.

“bye. i’m not staying here to be laughed at.” lo’ak playfully crossed his arms and got up and started to leave. neteyam tried to call out for him to stay yet he could barely catch his breath due to his laughter. by the time he had finally finished, lo’ak was long out of sight.

you looked up at neteyam, raising your eyebrow questioningly. “why do you always try to roll away when you laugh? i bet if you were unrestricted, you would roll into the ocean!” you tease, chuckling at your own words.

neteyam leaned down and looked at you teasingly, “oh yeah?” he immediately grabbed your waist and adjusted himself. Hence, you were parallel to the shoreline. “we’ll see who’s gonna roll into the ocean alright.”

before you could question his plans, he started rolling towards the water.

“wait!..sto-” you tried to protest. but he was rolling so fast it was hard to take deep breaths, let alone talk. as you felt the cold waves splash against your skin, you let out a high-pitched squeal. neteyam laughed mischievously before finally letting go of your waist. he noted your fear of the ocean and didn’t want to push your boundaries, so the water's height was only slightly above your ankles.

“… i’m actually speechless.” you scoffed, standing up to look at him directly. “you’re gonna pay for that!” you ran slightly deeper into the water, bending down to pick up a handful of sand and threw it straight into his face.

he stood in shock and wiped the sand off his face, “that’s how it is, huh?” a massive handful of sand was launched at you; the throw was so powerful it caused you to stumble a bit. you laughed it off, joking about how his big hands gave him an advantage as you fought back, using two hands to ‘even it out’.

after a while of going back and fourth neteyam held is hands up in surrender, “ftang, ftang! you win!” you both sat against a tree trunk, sighing with exhaustion. you sat in silence, staring at the sunset and listening to the waves crashing against the shore.

neteyam however, wasn’t looking at the sunset. he could look at that tomorrow. right now, he was looking at you. he would be lying if he said he didn’t notice your absence from the group; every minute you weren’t in his sight it felt like he was missing something. and when he did see you, somebody was always there. so he decided to cherish this moment.

his gaze lingered over each of your features, he had known you for almost 3 months yet he still felt as if there was so much to learn about you.

“sevin”, he mumbled, the mere sigh of your face left him awestricken. how could somebody so beautif—

“huh?” you asked, turning to look him at him curiously.

‘i’m such an idiot. this could never work. stay focused, neteyam.’ he thought, though a small part of him was still holding onto the fantasy of a future with you. “it’s nothing.” he responded, forcing himself to look away. “oh i forgot to ask, are you okay? it feels like i haven’t seen you in ages.” he had no idea why you distanced yourself, but he knew he didn’t like it.

“what do you mean? i’ve been with you, like, all day,” you reply, trying your hardest to avoid his question.

“y/n.” he calls out, shifting his body to face you completely. “i’m here for you; whatever you're thinking about, you can tell me,” he says, smiling slightly.

“…i miss my family. a lot.” you admitted it was hard enough to accept you’ve been kidnapped, but how would they find you if you weren’t even on earth? “ever since we came here, i feel like it lessens the chance of my family ever finding me. not like they’d find me on another planet anyway…”

neteyam paused; he didn’t know how to comfort you. “…uh if i’m honest, i can’t relate to you. so i won’t say i know how you feel because…i don’t.”

he thought for a moment, then placed his hand on your shoulder, “i know you’ll see your family again; if you're thinking about them imagine how much they are thinking about you. also, when a na’vi has a feeling something will happen, it always happens when you least expect it.” his poor attempt to comfort you made you chuckle, it was so obvious the last part was a lie, but you appreciated his effort.

“i remember the tsahìk mentioning two other humans. we could go and ask around tomorrow?”

“how did you remember that? but we should definitely ask around,” you said, standing up and starting to walk back to the marui.

a five-minute walk turned into fifteen due to the number of foolish jokes you both kept laughing at.

neteyam froze when he saw Jake standing at the entrance to their marui. a huge smile appeared on your face upon remembering you have your own separate marui.

placing a comforting hand on neteyam’s arm, “have fun with that~!” you tease, earning an annoyed look. “g’night, sir!” you saluted playfully and skipped off towards your own marui.

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despite neteyam’s kind words, you had to spend the day with lo’ak...and ao’nung.

you were in a makeshift wooden boat (a few logs tied together with twine) and paddled as fast as you could to keep up with the rest of the group.

“we aren’t allowed to be here, and I’m in the middle of the ocean! why did I agree to follow them,” you angrily mumble as you try your best to steady the ‘boat’ against the waves.

“nobody forced you to come with us, tawtute,” one of ao’nungs friends teased, riding his ilu closer to you to try and knock you off your balance.

“skxawng” it was true; they didn't drag you out to sea. but they did bother you for about 10 minutes prior teasing you for ‘being too scared.’

“tawtute, wait here, we gotta show your buddy lo’ak something.” ao’nung smirks mischievously before diving underwater. lo’ak and the rest of the group soon follow.

after waiting on the surface for around five minutes, you finally decided to peer into the ocean to try and see what was going on. “this is boring.” you said, rethinking your decision to even follow them in the first place.

slipping away behind you was ao’nung and his friends snickering mischievously at their plan.

you turned around and tried to call them, but the waves were growing more & more prominent, making it impossible for you to paddle. a couple minutes later, lo’ak comes back up to the surface.

“where did they go?” he looks at you confused, hoping you had seen them.

“they—” you were cut off by a large akula 'shooting' up from below. it tried to attack lo’ak’s ilu, but it managed to escape but diving into the water...knocking you (and lo’ak) into the ocean.

this was your biggest fear. being stranded in the ocean with a large marine animal waiting to eat you. opening your eyes, you make out a blurry silhouette racing towards you. lo’ak grabs onto your arm and swims into a large coral reed. the giant fish wasn’t far behind, destroying the coral structures to get closer to you. the akula tries to break through the final piece of coral but ultimately fails and swims away.

you had been knocked into the water without warning, so you didn’t get a chance to get enough air. plus, any air you did have exited your lungs the second you saw the akula swimming towards you. turning to what you hoped was lo'ak (as all you could see was a blurry blue figure) you try to signal you need to go up for air; it seems he is struggling too, so you swim up towards the surface.

however, the akula was still hot on your trail. you take one last glance at the surface and blackout.

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“y/n! wake up!” lo’ak shook your shoulders intensely. you had blacked out first yet still wouldn’t wake up.

coughing up a bit of water, you sit up and look around. “...where are we?”

“woah..why are your eyes so red?” lo’ak asks, moving closer to get a better look at your eyes.

you feel your cheeks heat up due to how close your faces were. using your index finger, you push his forehead away from your face. “humans aren’t supposed to open their eyes in saltwater, skxawng”

you and lo’ak both flinch when a blowhole shoots out water. “let's check it out,” lo’ak says, already diving into the water to get a look at whatever animal you were sitting on.

“yeah sure, let the girl afraid of the ocean look at an abnormally big marine animal,” you mumble, taking a deep breath and following after lo’ak.

pulling yourself onto one of its fins, you realise it has a hook wedged deep inside.

“what a nasty wound..” you cringe at the sight, wondering how bad it must hurt to swim around with a hook lodged in your arm.

“it's a tulkun! we have to help him! ill push up from the bottom, you pull from the top.” lo’ak instructed, swimming underneath to try and remove the hook.

as there were two people, the hook was removed quickly, and the tulkun swam around thankfully, earning a relieved smile from both of you.

after a couple hours of exploring the ocean with your new friend, you sat on top of the tulkun while lo’ak stood on one of it’s fins.

“why isn’t this tulkun with the rest of the clan? I thought they travel in huge groups?” you ask, admiring the glowing freckles on both lo’ak and the tulkun.

“it must’ve been banished from the clan...so call him payakan instead. “lo’ak looks at payakan with pity, as if they were both feeling the same sadness.

you see a group of na'vi riding some sort of flying fish in the air holding lanterns trying to look in the water.

“get down! they are looking for us,” you whisper-shout, tugging on lo’ak’s ankle.

“go! I will see you again!” lo’ak signs, gesturing for payakan to leave before he could be seen.

you gave payakan a sweet wave goodbye before swimming back to the clan with lo’ak.

seeing the whole clan, neteyam, jake and neytiri, standing on the coast waiting for you both to arrive, you felt the entire world stop.

“ahh.. it’s over for me...”

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Request:“Hey can I just have a really hot Bellamy Blake smut? Idk how it is but just super hot. And also how it is when ya’ll wake up. Thank you!” ~ Anonymous

This is my first Bellamy smut, so go easy on me! ❤

Warning: Sex, cursing.

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You you were simply getting changed, when you felt two hands wrap around your waist from behind. You turned, to find a shirtless Bellamy. Nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. He had just stepped out of the shower. He brushed aside your hair, to allow him to kiss up your neck. He nibbled on your ear, while his other hand gently slid up and down your torso.

“Bellamy.” You moaned softly. He smiled into your neck, with a gentle chuckle. He run his hands up to your breast, and gently squeezed. While his other hand ran down to your clit, where he gently rubbed circles. You turned your head to him, in order ro protest. Only to have him kiss you with a loving passion. You could feel his erection rise, as it gently poked at your butt, and lower back. You heard his give a small moan as he deepend the kiss. Eventually he turned you around to hold you close to him. As the kiss went on, and both of your hands glided up and down your bodies, his towel fell to the floor. Allowing him to spring free. Your hand reached down and rubbed him.

“Mmmh baby.” He sighed into your neck, and began removing each article of clothing on your body. Slowly. As if he was enjoying the tease. He smiled into each kiss as he slowly backed you up to the bed. Your now naked form pressed against his, still wet from his shower. He layed you down, and ran his hands across your form until the both of you were moaning and heavily breathing with anticipation. He ran his hand back to you clit, and rubbed small circles, until he inserted a finger. He curled his finger inside you for a moment, forcing a small cry of pleasure out of you. He nearly had you to the brink of orgasm when you pulled his finger away, and you felt his cock replace it. You gasped his name as he held you close. “You feel so good baby.” He moaned, as he slowly began pumping in and out of you. His hips slowly moving, so they were just kissing yours as he thrusted into you. The feeling washing over your whole body, as he picked up the pace. He held himself over you, as he started fucking you, started to pant, and grunt, and moan. He whisepered your name between thrusts, and moans. He kissed you, again, and again as he fucked you hard, and faster. Until his hips were smacking into yours, and your legs started to shake. Your orgasm was approaching quickly, building, and building with every thrust. Until you cried out in pleasure. Unable to keep anything back. You came, and he quickly followed. Grunting, you felt his orgasm flow into you. He panted, and shuttered above you for a moment, before kissing you again. “I love you Y/N.” He whisepered, exhausted.

“I love you.” And he rolled off of you, laying down beside you. The two of you could do nothing but fall asleep. The work that day had worn the two of you down.

You woke up the next morning, your eyes heavy. You felt something warm around you, something pressed into your neck. You looked over to find Bellamy laying down on his belly. With an arm around you to keep you close, with his face burried in your neck. You smiled, and ran a hand across his back. He shifted, with a small smile. He held you closer to him, as he slept. So peacefully, and so sweet.

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Anon Request Prompt: Y/N is a trainer (very well known for her badassness) She just came back from a mission; she gets a little jelly that Tris and Four had gotten closer. There’s some feelings but on who’s end? Four asks Y/N to help Tris. Being the amazing person she is, she agrees to help, but in the process she gets hurt. After the mission ends she returns home only to have an argument with Four. Leads to late night confessions  

I’m also making Y/N a Divergent but in secret. 

A couple things, this is ridiculously long, I put it in parts and I am releasing them all at the same time because it makes sense okay. Cooooooollll I hope you enjoy. 

Established something between Tris and Four. 

Yooo I am so sorry I know it says late night confeession but thats not what happend. Im sorry the story writes itself sometimes hahha.

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Four ran from the room he and Tris were in, Jeanin laid unconscious on the floor. His mind reeled back to you. His panic set in, the two of them ran together, Caleb, Marcus and Will were not too far behind them. “ We need to get to the train!” Tris says, she shifts her gaze to Four.

Four growls in irritation, you should’ve been back by now and you're not. Four comes to a halt and so does the rest of the group. 

“ What are you doing? We need to go now!” Tris yells.

“ It’s Y/N. I can’t leave. Just go to the train and get on, I’ll be right behind you guys”  Four runs in the opposite direction back into the building hunting for you. He’ll be damned if he were to ever leave you behind. He’ll be damned if you're hurt, and if you were he only had himself to blame. He asked you to do this mission, it was a rushed process he knew that. Yet his heart still sank, he needed to make sure you were safe. He had so many things to say to you things he wished he had said earlier. So many emotions filtered through his mind and he only could think about you. 

As if on cue, you stumbled out of the room that you and Eric were fighting in. Grabbing both hands he socked you in the side of the ribs repeatedly. You curved in on yourself in an attempt to block the punches. Eric managed to corner you between the wall and himself. Four panicked yelling at the top of his lungs from the other end of the hall “ GET OFF HER!” Four took off into a full sprint. Eric snapped his head towards four realizing that he was in fact awake and not affected by the serum. You took advantage of his distraction. You’ll definitely need to thank Four for that later. You pushed the hand away that held your wrist. Reach up and over Eric’s head you forced it down, locking it in place with your other hand. You jumped up so that you could wrap your legs around his waist. You planned on putting his ass to sleep. You squeezed your arms tight, cutting off his air supply. 

Four slowed down as he neared you, Eric groaned in pain as he tried to push you off of him. He resorted to punching you in the side causing you to lose your grip. You groan in pain as your grip slips from your fingers. You dropped to the floor while Eric attempted to grab you again. Four took off in a sprint tackling Eric to the ground. You took this as a second to recover looking for anything to take him down. By now all the little Knick knack of weapons that you had on you were gone due to the fight with Eric. Four battled it out with Eric, you stumbled up searching for anything to stop Eric. Your eyes landed on a piece of round metal, you ran towards it reaching for it. You stopped in your tracks holding it in your hand, it was a smoke grenade. Your eyes snapped in the direction of Four and Eric. As they wrestled amongst each other, you waited for an opportunity for them to separate. You started off in a jog before fully running you shouted Fours name as you pulled the clip from its slot and tossed it. Both Eric and Four stopped to look at you. Eric, not having time to react, Four punched him in the face taking off in the opposite direction. You threw the grenade forcing him to collapse and cover his face while you and Four barely made it out of the room-heading for the trains.

The train had led the group to Amity, a safe haven for now though it wasn’t ideal but it was necessary. The group had jumped off the train landing in the grass near the open field. Everyone graciously landed on the grass except you. The pain you now felt in your side was immense, the adrenaline in your body slowing down allowing all the damage your body took, catching up to you all at once. You were tired, your body wanted to give out, sweat rolled down your face, you pushed yourself up, you couldn’t breathe, it seemed to become more difficult as you tried to catch your breath. You swayed for a second or two. The thing was you didn’t land incorrectly, you landed how you were taught. So why can’t you breathe? The group had walked a good distance before Four noticed your absence. He turned around and saw you standing in place, you looked so defeated, but you also looked like you were about to drop.

 Four ran over to you as he yelled your name “ Y/N?!”, your body swayed again. You knew you couldn’t stand for much longer. In that very same second your body gave out your eyes  fluttering shut. The last image was Four’s concerned face as he caught you in his arms..” Hey, Hey, keep your eyes open. You can’t sleep, Stay awake” Four checked everywhere he could possibly as he searched for wounds. You had a few cuts and bruises here and there. What captured his attention was the broken rib that perturbed out so far that it pressed into the suit you wore, the back of your head carried an injury that caused it to bleed. Damnit! It was you, he did this to you, out of all people. He cursed himself, as he lifted you up and carried you bridal style. This was the last thing he wanted and yet he was the one who asked you to do this mission to start this war. You willingly followed him, even though you told him it was a bad idea. You were always right but somehow you kept it to yourself and you never told him so, he would always find out the hard way. This time it was different, he let someone else talk him into it and you tried to stop him, to make him wait. If only he had listened. You were his best friend but in this moment you meant more to him than anything else. 

You laid in the hospital bed bandaged up asleep. Four held your hand in his as he rested his elbows on the bed, his lips resting against your hand. It had been about two days, you hadn’t woken up yet, you just continued to sleep, Four paid attention to your breathing every now and then to make sure you were in fact breathing. Four caught in a trance he hadn’t noticed Marcus walk into the room, “ I think you should eat and get some rest-” Marcus walks over to him, placing the food on the bedside of the table. Marcus placed his hand on Four’s shoulder to bring comfort to him in hopes he might take a break. “ -Tobias” Four flinches, it brings him to reality.. His name sounded wrong in his mouth, his touch burned, it wasn’t the touch he yearned for or the way his name was said by only you. Yet here you were laying in this bed, because of him. He never looked away from your face, watching you sleep, you looked so peaceful, in a way it made his heart twist. A piece of hair rested against your face in the way, one of his hands let go of yours, he reached over and pushed it out of the way. He caressed your face gently. Marcus sighed leaving the room quietly giving him the space and privacy with you. 

A memory of you filled his mind as your smile appeared, you and Four had decided it would be a good time to prank Eric by replacing his mattress with farting cushions, so that every time he rolled over it would fart. Those damn farting sounds woke up the entire unit. Your laughter filled his ears. His heart swooned again, oh how he wished he could hear it right now. He closed his eyes just long enough so that he could hear your laugh and see your smile. Though when he opened his eyes he realized that you may just be in this state for a while. A bad memory filled his mind as it flashed back to you fighting Eric in the Warehouse, you fought with purpose, and he wished he would have taken it back-

“ Well you look like shit. Stop scrunching your face like that, you’re gonna get wrinkles” Your voice hoarse as you spoke. Four opened his eyes as he looked at you. You were a sight for sore eyes, his heart swelled at the sound of your voice. He wasn’t sure if this was a dream or if it was real. You smiled at him.

Four chuckled “Oh is that so?” He questioned still lost in you.

“ Yeah” You continued to smile as you spoke softly 

“ Mmh I wonder who told you that.” He replied carrying the same volume

“ You” You watched Four hold your hand as he looked away from your face, guilt filled his chest. You had seen his mood shift and just as you were about to ask him what was wrong Tris had walked in with a tray of food. She stops in her tracts realizing that you were awake. Four straightens up in his chair. By the looks of it not only did she care to feed him but she cut her hair too, her smile not quite reaching you but directed at Four. Of course it was. Your eyes drifted between the two. Tris cleared her throat “ Um I brought you food, I know you haven’t eaten all day. Oh uh Y/n you’re up, I am so glad you are finally awake” 

You gave her a simple “mhm” as you turned slightly on your good side, kind of showing your back to her and the door. You faced the window and Four. You watched Four watch her, he was hesitant “Uh thank you Tris, you can leave it right there on the counter” He nodded towards it giving her a smile. She yet again returns it before leaving, giving him one last look. You rolled your eyes groaning in pain as you sat up slowly pushing Four out of the way. No way in hell were you planning on staying here to watch this shit happen. Four shook his head “ No you need to lay down” 

You shoved his hands away. “ Fuck it I am leaving”

“ You can’t leave Y/n” Four argued back as he tried to get you to stay on the bed. 

“ Watch me” You winced as you shoved him out of the way standing barely on your own two feet

“ Y/n come on. Don’t do this, just lay back down and get some rest”

“ No, I’m leaving, I can't stay here.”

“We need to lay low. Which is something you already know.”

“ We, please more like you and Tris with your little group you call family. I am not needed and that much is clear. What a great way to wake up”

“Is that what this is about? Tris?” He asks, watching your reaction closely, you however couldn’t find a way to answer that question without being rude. You also were tired of hiding your feelings for him. 

“ You know what so what if it is” You questioned as you tried to walk past him but it was a struggle. Four grabbed your arm holding you in place. “ Four don’t make me kick your ass”

“ What has she done to you that you hate her so much? If you hated her so much then why did you help take down Erudite-”

“ I didn't do it for her! I did it for you!” You challenged as two stared at each other. It was time to let him know even if this doesn’t go the way you’d like. 

“ What?” Four let go of your arm. 

“ I. did. it . for. You. Because I care for you more than I should. I am in love with you and I have been since I met you. You are the one person that I can’t live without. I put my feelings aside because it was the right thing to do. It was never just for her” You told him, as a tear slipped out of your cheek. You had held that in for so long that when it came out it was more powerful than it should've been. “ But what does that matter? She’s the one you want, you two can save the factions together. You don’t need me” You stated as you took a step away from Four. 

“ She’s not the one I want” Four says as he stares into you from behind. He wasn’t about to let you walk away after he almost lost you. Tris was not the person he wanted in his life as much as he wanted you in his life. You didn’t turn around, instead you chose to stay in your place. You waited. What if he was only saying that just to say. You were a sucker for him, one word, one phrase or sentence was enough to keep you here, but could you really do that to yourself? Four walked over to you turning you around to face him, He cupped your face in his hands. 

“ You are the one I want, Y/n. How can I save factions if the one person who knows me the best isn’t my partner. You have been by my side supporting me every step of the way. It wasn’t until the moment I thought I lost you that, it was you.” Four rested his forehead against yours.

 He shook his head, “ She was never you, she couldn’t be but I did have to help her. I knew what she was and that was life that needed to be saved. That doesn’t make things better but I had to help. It’s what you would’ve done”

You sighed “ Tobias-” Four couldn’t take it much longer pulling you into a kiss capturing your lips with his, the way you folded into each other was like a perfect mold. Four’s hands moved from your face sliding down your sides wrapping his arms around you. Yours wrapped around his neck, your fingers carting through his hair. You both must've been holding back from each other, as you both took the breath from each other's lungs. You both held so much passion and love that it felt as if no time had passed, the only indicator was the need for air and the pain in your ribs. You both pull away, while you wince slightly.  

“You okay?”

“ Yeah, just keep in mind the next time you do that, let me know so my ribs don’t hurt” You tell him.

“ I will be sure to warn you, but can I just say Jealous is a good look on you”

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Do you still write for Jacob Black? I just read through your stories with "Werewolves Are Better" and am hooked, would love to see more. Bella is heading in a very interesting direction and seems to have pushed most of her allies away, I wonder what it would take to make Edward leave her too, if she would see the light after that. If you don't write for this anymore though, that's okay, no worries. - Anon💜

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After a few days staying with Jacob and Billy you had to return home for the sake of your dad who was worried sick about you.

Getting in, you looked around before padding your way into the kitchen.

“Dad?” You asked softly.

“(Y/N)?”

He spun around and he walked over, going to reach out in order to hug you but he quickly stopped himself, giving you a small smile.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

“Yeah… I .. I just needed time.” You nodded.

You walked around him and further into the kitchen, standing over the stove to see what he was making.

Charlie walked over and carried on making the eggs for his sandwich.

“You want one?” He asked.

“Can you make them sure the yolk is fully cooked?” You asked quietly.

“Of course I can, I know you don’t like it runny.”

You beamed brightly at him and sat down at the table, telling him all about what you did with Jacob and his friends.

Charlie couldn’t help but smile as he listened.

You loved hanging out with them all, and he knew they took good care of you, especially with how Bella had been treating you recently.

He set your food down in front of you and started making his own.

“Is Jake going to be staying?” He asked.

“Nah, he doesn’t like Edward much really. So I just stay with him.”

“As long as your happy.”

Charlie sat in front of you and the pair of you made light conversation about the summer and what you were going to do with the rest of it.

That’s when Bella came storming in, shouting something at Edward before slamming the door and storming up the stairs.

You jumped slightly as she slammed doors.

“Bella!” Charlie yelled.

You flinched and he gave you an apologetic look before going upstairs and you made your way to the front door.

Opening it, you stepped outside to find Edward pacing back and forth, running a hand through his hair.

Edward watching as you took a seat on the front of your car, looking up at the windows as you heard your sister shouting.

Bella threw the door open and she stormed out, tossing everything into her truck.

“Come on Bella, you’re over reacting.” Edward sighed.

“No! I’m done! She’s turning everyone against me!”

Bella glared at you as she said that.

“What? No I’m not!” You huffed.

“Jake, Alice, Emmett, Esme, everyone’s siding with you!”

“Because you’re being rude!” Edward yelled, “you can’t respect your sister or her wishes!”

“She’s just being a spoilt little brat! That’s all she is!”

You jumped from your car, and pointed at her as you stood in front of your dad who was begging for her to stop and think about what she was doing.

“I’m spoilt?! You’re breaking dads heart! Running off and screaming at him whenever you feel like it! Bella he’s your dad! He’s trying!”

Bella scoffed, slamming the door to her car shut.

“You’re picking some dude you met like a year ago over your own father! The man who loves and supports you! You’re going to throw all of that away from some idiot boy!”

Bella walked over and she smacked you.

“Bella!” Charlie yelled.

He pulled you behind him, and stood in front of you protectively.

Tears burned your eyes and you slowly brought your hand up to lightly touch the now swore spot on your face.

Slowly you fell on to the steps, breathing picking up as you started to shake.

All the yelling, fighting and the pain was too much for you.

“Jacob!” You screamed.

You screamed it at the top of your lungs, praying that wherever they were, someone from the pack would hear you and come running.

Edward looked at Bella and pointed at her.

“Enough! Look what you’re doing!”

“So you’re taking her side now?!”

“You slapped her! She did nothing wrong!”

“She’s done everything wrong Edward!”

Edward scoffed and shook his head.

“She doesn’t like me find that’s her choice, but there’s no need for what you’ve done.”

Edward walked around Charlie and crouched in front of your crying form.

He didn’t know how to help, you didn’t like to be touched, and you didn’t like him.

Reading your mind, he heard you begging over and over for for Jacob or Leah.

Grabbing his phone, he quickly sent Jacob a text before putting it away, standing up he made sure to hide your form behind him while Bella was still shouting and screaming.

Charlie wasn’t replying to her, he was digging through your car and came back with some headphones and your phone and he handed them to Edward.

“Put the them on her, they help.”

Edward nodded his head and did as he was told, sliding the headphones over your head and placing your phone in your lap.

“You’re really going to side with her?” Bella scoffed.

“Yes, I am. Because you know what, she knows family is the most important thing.”

Bella scoffed again and got in her car, driving away.

Charlie came over and sat next to you, watching as you hit your hands on the top of your head.

“How do we help?” Charlie asked.

“Jacob, he’s on his way.”

Just as Edward said that Jacob pulled up and rushed out of his car.

He pushed Edward away and knelt next to you, taking your hands in his.

“No!” You yelled.

You tried to fight him, but you didn’t have the strength to, and you eventually fell into him, burying your face into his chest.

“What happened?” Jacob growled lowly.

“Bella happened.” Charlie sighed.

“She slapped (Y/N), and stormed away because I took (Y/N)s side.”

Jacob nodded and lifted you up, taking you back upstairs to your bedroom and held you against him.

You fell asleep and Jacob kept a tight hold of you.

He was furious, and he knew the rest of the pack would be as well, but right now he had to be there for you.

When he was sure you were okay he was going to speak to your dad about you moving in with him, because he couldn’t stand you being treated that way by your own sister anymore

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The Duel

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just-iimagine

frostqueen

[casedoina]

Backstage

Jimin x Reader

"(Y/n)!" Your boyfriend's voice broke you out of your thoughts as you waited for him backstage with all these glammed up people, business workers, and lingering VIP fanbase. They had just finished their concert.

Jimin always look ethereal to you but the sweat glistening off his body made him look like a fucking God. You blinked trying to assure yourself this wasn't a dream. And now.... there he was standing in front of you holding your hands, Heaven.

"Wow, you never seize to amaze me" you smiled back at him

"I'm glad you could come!" His smile widened with excitement

"Of course! You know I'd always be here! You were amazing!" You smiled

"Hey! I hate to interrupt you two LOVEBIRDS, but we got to get changed!" Yoongi yelled grabbing Jimin's arm and pulling him away

"Ya sorry (y/n) the faster we change and talk to the reporters, the sooner we can go eat! I'm starving!!" Jungkook yelled across the room.

"I'm sorry Babe, I'll be back" and with a soft kiss Jimin ran after the guys.

You sat back down on hand rest of the black couch scrolling through social media until something bumbs against your shoulder.

"Ah sorry!" A girl with a pass around her neck eyed you concerned then her expression turned sour.

"Oh no it's ok" you said smiling back

"Heyyyy you're (Y/N)!" She gasped "you're the girl that people are talking about! You're Jimin's girlfriend!!" She yelled practically busting your eardrum. She started snapping pictures. Suddenly flashes from all over blinded you.

You winced as if you were in pain but held up your smile.

Suddenly the other reporters started gathering around.

"Funny! I thought she'd be cuter" you heard someone say amongst the crowd of people.

"How can he like someone like that?"

"I thought he would date a supermodel!"

"(Y/n) would you say you're prettier than a model?"

"Is she even famous?"

"No. I think just a fan"

"I heard she doesn't know Korean!"

"Isn't she American?!"

"Are you wearing designer?"

"Uh no just clothes I had for a while now" you responded shyly.

"No style! But Jimin always looks good!"

"Maybe it's the lack of self-esteem"

"She's rather on the heavy side"

"That's rich" one laughed

You looked down at your stomach, suddenly feeling a wave if insecurities start popping up.

The comments and slurs were making you nervous. You stood up and walked in the direction Jimin and the others had gone not realizing the subtle tears dripping down your cheeks. You walked until you heard a door close followed by your name.

"(Y/n)? Where are you going?"

You turned around

"Jiminn hi! Um I guess I got lost trying to find a restroom" you smiled

He walked closer to you until he was inches away from your body

"You're lying" he said softly as he wiped away the tear streaming down your cheek with his finger, "what's wrong?"

"Ummm you know, sometimes being around people makes me nervous.....especially when negative things are said."

Suddenly the voices started pouring in amongst the hollowness of the hallway. The guys came out of their dressing rooms to see you and Jimin standing in the middle of the hallway. Jimin's stern expression making them quiet.

"Why is she crying?" Tae asked concerned as he ran up to you.

"What happend?" Jungkook peered in.

You looked around you and lowered your head.

"I think the people back there were telling her stuff." Jimin lifts your head with his hand, "is that right?" He asked softly

"Y-yeah" you said looking away from his eyes.

"What did they say?" He asked concerned.

"H-how I don't like like your type of girl. Uh-how I'm not a supermodel or don't look like one. That I'm American...idk just stupid things...forget it." You chuckled and looked up at Jimin who was now infuriated. You looked around and the guys were too.

"Fuck them." Yoongi quickly responded in the back.

"GOD. How can people be so cruel." Tae huffed

"Let's just go eat already, screw those reporters" Jin said walking closer

"I would say the same thing....if today wasn't based on that contract we signed." Rm sighed as he walked over to you placing his hand on your shoulder, "Jimin, it's your call." He stated

"No no no, dont worry I'm fine. They're just words, right? Do what you have to. I'll just wait here for you all" you smiled shaking your head, "I'm Fine"

Jimin looked at you right in the eyes observing you. "Words hurt" he said sternly.

"Yes, yes I know but I'm fine" you smiled making your hurt

"You're sure you are fine?" His stern look sending chills down your spine.

"YES, NOW GO!" you quickly stated making hand motions for them to go.

"Ok, let's just go make this quick" Jimin said and the guys walked away and into the room.

You followed behind but stopped before you entered the backstage area.

The cameras flashed, there was yelling, everyone talking at once, and cheering as the boys walked in. Then suddenly it died down.

"Today-" Rm began before Jimin placed a hand on his back and cut in

"Today was a great show, we enjoyed every moment out there. Army was magnificent as always and we couldn't be more greatful for the love and support we get from our fans. Sadly our night was spoiled as we were disappointed with what went on Backstage. Our band has a message and that message is respectable. We show love, not hate."

Your eyes widened

"We learn to love each other and ourselves. I'm sorry but today we will respectfully decline these interviews due to the vile comments made here today. Thank you for coming out to see us and Thank you for the support. I hope you all have a great day and please get home safely." He bowed and smiled before turning his back and walking out of the room, as so did the other guys.

Your mouth dropped.

'How did he reject the companies contract like that? He's going to get in trouble.'

Your thoughts raced as you watched your boyfriend walk up to you.

"Let's go eat." He smiled widely

"Jimi-"

"Don't worry about it! Jimin always knows what he's doing!" Jhope ran up and put his arm over Jimins shoulder

"Your contract-" you started

"What about it? They were being pricks. We're in this together, we'll figure it out later." Rm reassured you.

"Bu-"

"Eh-no but's (Y/n)! Let's just go eat...I'm so hungry I dont think I can live any longer" Jin said rubbing is stomach before Yoongi slapped him playfully in the back of the head.

Jimin's eyes were glued on you. "I'm sorry that they said those things"

"It's not your fault Jimin" you put your palm on his cheeks, "Thank you for standing up for me." You smiled and turned to the guys in the back, "Thank you!"

They smiled, "We love you (Y/n)! And we Love Jimin. Of course we have your backs" Rm said with a smile and the others nodded. You looked over at Jimin whose smile always melted your worries away.

Jimin planted a kiss on your forehead and grabbed your hand, "So what do you say we should eat?"

"I think we should let Jin pick" you smiled

They all grunted

"Hey I have great choices!" Jin laughed as Tae pushed the elder out the door and you all proceeded out the building and into the night.

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