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i hate that we have to see the world like this. always help someone who needs it.

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My Imprint (Part 4)

Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4

A couple of hours later, Jacob came by the packhouse, fully intending on getting to know (y/n), only to find her room empty and none of the pack knowing where she had gone. Of course, that scared Jake, so he decided to shift and go looking for her. Halfway across the reservation, (y/n) stood at the edge of the cliff, staring down into the relatively calm, not quite grey waves. Making up her mind, she took a few steps back, stripping out of her t-shirt and shorts, leaving her underwear. She was grateful it was summer, so it wasn't freezing, and the sea was a lot calmer than it would have been in the winter. She took another step back, taking a deep breath and running towards the cliff edge. As she plummeted towards the water, she thought she heard a wolf's howl.

Jake ran along the road where he first told Bella about Sam. In his wolf form, he picked up his imprint's scent. It led him to the cliff tops where the pack often goes cliff diving. He broke out of the tree line just in time to watch his imprint run off the edge. Assuming the worst, he let out a melancholy howl before shifting back and diving after her.

(y/n) hit the water gracefully, Jake following not long after. He grabbed her arms, hauling her to the surface. She struggled in the unfamiliar grip.

"Hey! Hey, it's just me!" She recognised his voice and calmed down.

"What the fuck Jacob?!" She swam out of his grip and out onto the shore as he followed her. "What the hell do you think you're doing grabbing me like that?!" He looked down sheepishly.

"Sorry..." he mumbled. "I just... I saw you jump and I didn't think you could be cliff-diving," he tried to explain. She rolled her eyes and started the hike back up to the top of the cliff to get her clothes.. jake only just noticed that she was only wearing underwear. He blushed and averted his gaze, following her like a lost puppy.

"Why are you following me?" She sighed in annoyance.

"I-I wanted to talk to you," he stuttered.

"Why?" She was certain what she had witnessed in the garage happened only between people who liked each other but didn't know it, or between best friends. And because she'd heard the pack making fun of him for having a crush on Bella, she assumed the first one.

"Just to get to know you..." She rolled her eyes.

"Do me a favour then. Shift, bring me my clothes from the clifftop and meet me back at Emily's. Then we can talk," she offered. He nodded eagerly and ran into the trees to shift, then ran back out onto the road to the cliffs. (y/n) couldn't help but admire the russet wolf as it ran off. She didn't know why exactly, but something had happened when she first met Jacob. she barely knew him before, and now she was admiring everything about him. She shook her head to remove those thoughts and jogged back to Emily's house, slipping in the back door so Sam didn't see her half-naked and wet and start worrying again.

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Should I give this a try? If you want a specific fandom/character, leave a request with their name and the number of the prompt you want me to use ♡

The Under Used Adorable Prompt/Trope

Hi yes I'd like to make a formal complaint to the tumblr writing community?

The trope of light tickles in incredibly underused and under appreciated!

Examples:

Lightly tickling someone while their asleep so they do that sleepy/dopey smile and wake up giggling

When person A is trying to be mad at person B, so person B tickles person A juuuust enough to make not smiling hard, while teasing them until they eventually crack a smile

Person A absentmindedly tracing random shapes on person B, bonus if it's on their palm

Something causes person A to cry, so person B comforts them, and then tickles them just to help/see them smile again.

Person A claiming they arent ticklish, but instead of person B tickling them alot right off the bat, they slowly tickle more and more while person A struggles to hold out as it gets worse untill they eventually crack.

Super light kisses on skin that tickle and make the person squirm, (usually on neck or stomach)

Please share to help me correct this crime against humanity! ♡

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My Imprint (Part 3)

Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4

A couple of weeks later, and Jacob was still terrified of this pull he felt towards Sam's niece. He hid it from everyone, masking it with thoughts of Bella when he was running with the pack. They started to make fun of him and his "crush". It must have been his imagination, but (y/n) seemed to get upset whenever Bella was mentioned. Soon enough, Bella figured out the story of the Quileute pack and everything went back to semi-normal. Sure, he was a werewolf and they hunted vampires, and he had imprinted on a girl he barely knew, but at least he had his best friend, the girl he had loved before he shifted, by his side. Another day in the garage and conversation came around to the newly shifted pack members, Seth and Leah Clearwater. He told her about the "triangle", how Sam left Leah for Emily.

"Yeah, well it wasn't like that. Sam hates himself for hurting Leah. But Emily was The One," he replied after she had made it sound despicable.

"Yeah, I guess it sort of chooses you sometimes," she agreed, but Jacob shook his head.

"No, it's more than some crush, Bella. Sam imprinted on Emily," she gave him a confused look.

"Do I even wanna know what that is?" He took his time answering, trying to figure out the best way to describe the complicated mass of feeling to her.

"Imprinting on someone is like..." he sighed, thinking of (y/n) almost automatically. "like when you see her, everything changes. All of a sudden, it's not gravity holding you to the planet... it's her. Nothing else matters. You would do anything, be anything for her." Bella looked down at her shoes.

"Sounds like you know the feeling," Bella glanced back up at him. He gulped, his mind travelling to (y/n) once more. "Have you... imprinted on someone?" She sounded almost scared of the answer, in case he had imprinted on her. Because then, she wouldn't be able to choose between him and Edward, and it would hurt both of them.

"Yes," he was still staring into thin air, not really seeing anything in that room.

"Who...?"

"Trust me, you'd know if it was you," he reassured her, his eyes focusing back to where he was. She sighed and smiled a little. This was perfect. She had both Edward and Jake in her life, and nothing could change that.

"Tell me about her," she prodded. His face morphed into an involuntary smile.

"(y/n) Uley. Sam's niece. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She goes to my school, but she's the quiet girl no one really notices. The only reason people know her is because she got scratched up pretty bad in a wolf incident. She's badass, she can cook, she's just... perfect. But..." he trailed off. Bella was the first person he told any of this to.

"What's the problem? If you've imprinted, doesn't that mean 'happily ever after'?"

"You'd think, wouldn't you?" he laughed at himself. " But I've never spoken to her before. I mean, I didn't even know her real name until I met the whole pack. Before, we all just called her scar-head. I'm just... scared. Terrified, actually. What if she doesn't accept it? What if she's disappointed? She's so perfect and I'm... not."

"I doubt she'd be disappointed," Bella reassured him. "But you'll never know unless you tell her. Have you at least told Sam?" He looked at the ground.

"No..."

"How do you hide it from the wolf telepathy thing?"

"I- uhm. I think of you?" He flushed a bright red from embarrassment.

"You... what?"

"Well, before, I had this supermassive crush on you, so it's normal for me to constantly think about you while I'm a wolf." She laughed, and her laughter brought his out as well. But neither of them knew that (y/n) had come looking for him. She wanted to get to know him, especially as ever since they officially met, she's been feeling this inexplicable pull towards him. She noticed Bella's truck parked out the front and made her way quietly and directly to the garage where she had no doubt they were, only to spot Jacob and Bella sitting together on the messy garage floor. They were laughing, and he had this gleam in her eye when he looked at her. Holding back tears that she didn't quite know why were falling, she ran all the way back home, flopped face first down into the mattress and cry her eyes out to Titanic and a few Disney movies until the guys came home. Then, she put on the hard façade and went to cook for them,

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My Imprint (Part 2)

Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4

Emily had taken over kitchen duty immediately after (y/n) had finished making enough muffins for everyone and hidden them away before the boys could make them disappear. Now, she sat in the living room with Paul, Jared and Embry, kicking their asses at Mario Kart. She noticed them tense in anticipation and within 5 minutes, the door opened to let Sam and Jacob in. The boys immediately jumped to their feet to greet them, but (y/n) ignored them in favour of her current race.

"You'll have to excuse my niece, Jacob. She's sulking that she has to constantly cook for us morons," he raised his voice more than was necessary, in the hope of getting a reaction out of (y/n).

"Yeah, yeah," she waved a hand over her shoulder at him quickly, before focusing back on the screen in front of her. Paul, Jared and Embry smirked at each other, before starting to push and shove Jacob around, much like brothers. And, much like brothers, they were starting to get on (y/n)'s nerves. However, the final straw was when Embry shoved Jake a bit too hard, causing him to go tumbling over the back of the couch and onto (y/n) who was sat on the ground in front of it. She immediately jumped up and glared at the three boys, who sprinted out of the room as fast as possible. Sam had already left, presumably to snog Emily again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your game," Jacob stood up and took a step away from her, looking to the ground.

"Wasn't your fault," she reassured him, " Those idiots are so dead." she glared over her shoulder to where they had disappeared. "I'm (y/n)" she introduced herself and held out a hand.

"Jacob," he shook her hand and their eyes met. Immediately, Jacob felt his whole world shift. He felt drawn to the beautiful girl in front of him. He felt an overwhelming need to protect her until his dying breath, to be or do whatever she wanted him to. For (y/n), it wasn't as intense, but she felt something. As if a string had been tied around both of them and she could follow him anywhere, so long as they were together, she didn't care. They stayed like that, staring into each other's eyes, no awkwardness or realisation. (y/n) was the first to shake off the frozen stupor, gently pulling her hand away from Jacob's.

"Lovely to meet you," she whispered.

"You too," he replied in an equally hushed tone.

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My Imprint (Part 1)

Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4

(y/n) Uley is Sam's niece. She knows all about the pack, ever since she jumped in between Emily and Sam when he tried to attack her. Her uncle never forgave himself, even though she had. She spent most of her time at Sam and Emily's house, helping Emily cook for the pack. Four wolves, but they ate enough for an entire army!

"Anyone home?!" (y/n) heard Paul's voice echo through the house. Emily had just popped out for groceries, so it was just her.

"In the kitchen!" She yelled back. "Where else d'you expect me to be, I can't cook fast enough for you morons," she added under her breath.

"I heard that!" her uncle Sam appeared beside her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh, tell me I'm wrong!" they laughed.

"Where's Emily?" Sam asked, glancing around the kitchen. (y/n) rolled her eyes jokingly. His imprinting was just too funny. Thankfully, none of the idiots currently in the pack had imprinted on her, so she was safe for now.

"She went to the shops. Why? You miss her already? You only left half an hour ago," she teased, earning an elbow lightly in the ribs. She lifted her muffins out of the oven and deposited them on the table in front of Paul, Jared and Embry, who started reaching for them before they even touched the wooden table. Of course, they burnt their hands and jerked them away as fast as humanly-well, wolfishly- possible, causing her to laugh.

"Hey, (y/n), we'll probably have a visitor sometime tomorrow," Sam drew her attention again.

"Oh, sure. Who? Do I need to cook?"

"Jacob Black, Billy's kid,"

"Oh..." she trailed off. She knew who he was, but while she was very close with his dad, she'd never actually spoken to him. They went to the same school, so it was no surprise, really. She doubted if he actually knew her name, instead of the stupid 'scar-head' some bully had come up with that kind of stuck.

"Food would be great though!" Sam reached around her and grabbed a muffin, taking a huge bite out of it. He ruffled her hair as he walked away. "These are great! Thanks, kid!" She smiled and shook her head. Emily's car pulled into the driveway and she smirked.

"Uncle Sam! Your fiancée is here! Go fetch!" He bolted past her, not even bothering to correct her as he ran to greet Emily and help her with the groceries. The boys at the table laughed at his eagerness and helped themselves to more muffins.

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Jacob was anxious. His dad and Sam had explained a lot about the werewolf gene in the tribe, but he still hadn't met the pack, at least not properly. Sam was supposed to come and pick him up, and the longer he waited, the more he fidgeted. His dad sighed.

"Jake, don't be so nervous. They're your friends, your just meeting Emily and (y/n) for the first time." he tried to reassure his son.

"Who's (y/n)?" Billy shot him a look of disbelief.

"You've got to be kidding me. Sam's niece, the girl that's always hanging around with me, helping me?" Still no sign of recognition. "The girl with the claw marks on her face," Billy sighed.

"You mean scar-head?" Billy's head snapped sharply in Jacob's direction.

"You better not call her that ever again," he warned. "It's a cruel name, and she can be vicious when she wants to," Jacob nodded, just as someone knocked on the door. He shot up and fled the room where his dad was still staring him down.