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Rumination

Ruminate

(v.) To think about something deeply

After Edward left her, Bella Swan fell apart. Desperate to try and save his eldest daughter, Charlie brings his youngest daughter to Forks to see if she can bring her sister out of her depression.

Now, y/n must try to help her sister find her way back to the light while also trying to navigate her Junior year of high school in the odd town of Forks.

Chapter Seven: Confrontation

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Now playing: Monsters by Hurricane Bells

Warnings: mentions of heart attacks resulting in death (Harry Clearwater), mentions of suicide (Bella jumping off the cliff at La Push), cursing, mentions of funerals, Edward is introduced (his dramatic ass is a warning in and of itself I’m afraid)

Everyone keeps trying to force Paul and I into the same space. It’s driving me mad.

I don’t want to talk to him until he apologizes, and he’s been stubbornly silent on that front. All I want is an apology for his actions, and all’s forgiven. Mostly.

It makes me snappish and irritable whenever anyone tries to force proximity between the two of us. It has a similar effect on Paul, who’s taken to staying out of the house.

Sam and Jacob keep giving Paul meaningful, pointed little looks that I don’t understand. Even Bella’s been roped into their bullshit, dragging me along with her to Emily’s when she knows Paul is there.

Victoria’s still being hunted by the pack, so it’s not like I could just stay home. As much as I’m starting to resent it, I’m safer at the Rez.

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“Why haven’t you been hanging out with me recently?” Max demands, sitting down beside me in Physics. I sigh.

“Max, I’ve been busy—”

“With work? Chelsea said you quit.” I didn’t like how accusatory he sounded, and my already touchy nerves bristled.

“I have shit to do outside of school Max,” I tell him, my voice harsher than I intended, “Sorry if I haven’t been able to make room in my schedule for everything for the last week.”

“Don’t act like that,” he hissed, “You’ve been ditching me to go to the reservation with your other friends and—”

The bell rings, cutting him off. He gives me a long look before muttering, “We’ll talk about this later.”

I sigh forcefully, knowing that this day was just going to go to shit.

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I was right.

The day did go to shit. I failed my math test, US History assigned a shit ton of homework due by the end of the week, and Max wouldn’t leave me alone about my six day absence in his life.

He managed to corner me before I could escape to my truck, pulling me aside by the side of the school.

I sighed, “Max, I really don’t have time for this today—”

“You don’t have time for me ever, anymore.” He challenged, interrupting me. I stared at him flatly and he scoffed, “Don’t give me that look, you know I’m right. You’ve been running off with those freaks from the reservation, the ones in the gang!”

I made a face before I could stop myself, “They aren’t in a gang, you moron,” I told him, “And they aren’t freaks, either.”

He scoffed, “Whatever, Y/n. You know, after you dropped that freak, Paul, or whoever, I thought we had something going, you know? But now you’re running back to him like a—”

He cut himself off, and I quickly demanded, “Like a what, Max?”

He just shook his head, “Run back to your freak show already, they’re waiting for you.”

He turned and left, and I stomped towards my truck. Bella and Jacob were already waiting for me, and Jared was sitting in the bed of the truck as he peered over at me.

“What was that about?” Bella asked, getting into the passenger’s seat as Jacob hopped into the back with Jared.

“Nothing.” I hissed, slamming the door shut and peeling out of the parking lot.

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We all got to Emily’s and Bella was quick to shower and change.

I sat with Emily as she made stew, telling her about my day. Dinner was ready at seven thirty sharp, and everyone rallied around the table as Bella helped me plate all the food.

Quill, Embry, and Paul walked in just as I put rolls onto their plates. The three of them washed up quickly, and Paul sniffed.

“Trouble in paradise, Y/n?” He taunted, “Doesn’t smell like that horrendous cologne rubbed off on you today.”

Fed up with bullshit for the day, I slammed his plate in front of him and grabbed my own, marching back to the room Bella and I had taken over to eat by myself.

“You’re so full of shit, Paul,” Jacob hissed at him, but I slammed the door before I heard anything else.

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I refused to cry. In a house full of werewolves, they would all hear it, and I refused to give Paul the satisfaction.

After a minute, Bella came into the room and sat beside me on the floor. She ate her food without speaking, sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with me as tears streamed silently down my face.

“Do you want to go back to Charlie’s?” She asked, and I took a deep breath.

“No,” I said, “It’s fine.”

She was quiet for a moment more, “You and I will skip school tomorrow, go on a hike. Get some fresh air.”

I nodded, finishing my food.

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The next day, Bella and I went out for a hike early. We left at six in the morning, driving to the La Push trails.

We went together for a while, eating lunch at a scenic outlook. She went on towards the cliffs at the beach, but I stayed behind.

I sat hugging my knees as I thought.

Paul was an asshole. I wanted to hit him. Max was a dick. It was only partially justified.

Sam made me want to bash my head in. He needs to stop trying to shove Paul and I into making up. I’m about to tell Emily that if he keeps doing it, I’m staying at Charlie’s exclusively.

No, that would probably only make him force Paul to babysit my house.

I don’t know how long I sat there, but I eventually got back up and started to make my way back to Bella. A knot formed in my chest, and I hurried back. Before I knew it, I was running towards her, breaking the tree line and seeing her standing on the cliff before me, looking at the waves.

I was about to call out to her when she jumped, letting herself fall towards the waves. A scream ripped from my throat as I shoved my backpack and jacket off, running out of my shoes as I dove after her.

I watched her hit the water as I began to plummet, and I prayed that I could catch her and that she wasn’t trying to kill herself by drowning or blunt-force trauma from the surface of the water.

When I hit the water, the temperature made me gasp. I choked for a moment before diving to try and find my sister. I held my breath as long as I could before I had to resurface, diving back under as soon as air entered my lungs.

I kicked against the current and my hand snagged on something. I looked over and saw Bella, her eyes closed as she laid motionless in the water. I grabbed her under the arms and hauled her back to the surface, swimming as fast as I could towards the shore.

It was the adrenaline, I was sure, that let me get to the sand. If I wasn’t too worried about my sister dying, I probably would have drowned myself.

I dragged her onto the sandy beach, watching as Jacob came sprinting over. I was shaking, her hand clutched in mine, as I watched him get her to breathe again.

Fat tears rolled down my cheeks as I sobbed, cold and distressed. Jacob picked Bella up and hands pulled me towards a chest. With the adrenaline fading, and the cold getting to me, I was too tired to see who had picked me up and just let it happen.

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I woke back up before Bella did. My eyes opened, and I saw her face in front of mine. Her eyes were closed, but she was breathing.

I exhaled, relief flooding my system.

“You’re awake,” Emily said, her beautiful face coming into my line of sight.

“Yeah,” I croaked, sitting up.

She looked like she had been crying.

“What happened?” I asked, knowing she wouldn’t have wasted tears on Bella and I when we had survived.

She looked at me for a moment before speaking quietly, “Harry Clearwater had a heart attack. They’re arranging his funeral now.”

I lurched forward to hug her tightly, “Emily, I’m so sorry, oh my god.”

She sniffed, “Everyone’s over there to comfort Sue and their kids. Your dad, too.”

The two of us sat there for a long while before we both laid down in the bed. Emily fell asleep quickly, exhausted from crying. I just stared at the ceiling.

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Jacob took us back to Charlie’s house when he heard we were awake. We got there, however, and he froze.

“There’s a vampire in there—” he started, but Bella shoved past him. I followed, assuming that it was Edward.

I grabbed a cast iron pan from the stove and yelled, “Edward, you sickly dickhead! Come here so I can beat your ass!”

I stormed into the living room and swung on instinct when I saw the shape of someone who wasn’t my sister or Jacob. The small woman dodged it easily, looking at me grimly.

She opened her mouth, but spotted Bella and launched herself at her for a hug.

“Wait! Wait!” Bella yelled at Jacob and I, “It’s Alice! This is Alice!”

I watched her warily, the pan still clutched tight in my fists. My sister cried as she hugged the woman, Alice.

“Oh, Bella, how are you alive?” She asked, “I saw you jump, I saw your sister jump after you, but—”

She took a breath and continued, “I saw you go into the water and I waited and waited for you to come up, but you didn't. What happened? And how could you do that to Charlie? Did you stop to think what this would do to him? And my brother? Do you have any idea what Edward–” She cut herself off, looking to me.

“Why did she jump, Y/n?” She asked, and she said my name with such familiarity that it was unnerving.

“For fun, she said.” I informed her, “She wasn’t trying to kill herself.”

“Why did I not see you pull her out, then?” Alice pondered, “I saw you coming to Forks, I saw you hiking, I saw you jump after her, but I couldn’t see anything after you got within a yard of the beach.”

“Jacob and Paul pulled us out of the water from there. Jake got Bella breathing again, and they took us to the reservation.” I told her, watching as her face went slack with understanding.

She pinned Jacob with a stare, “I thought she drowned,” She said slowly, “Because I can’t see past you and your pack of mutts—”

“Watch it, Alice,” I warned, “Him and his pack of wolves are the reason Bella and I are still alive, and Jacob’s the reason Bella’s even a functioning person today.”

She sniffed, conceding, “I suppose.”

Bella and Alice caught up with each other in her room. Jacob and I sat with Charlie at the dining room table.

He told us stories of Harry Clearwater, seeming dazed that he was dead. He kept flipping between past and present tense when talking about him.

Charlie went off to bed a while after.

The phone rang, and Jacob picked it up. Carlisle was calling, asking for Charlie.

“Now’s not a good time,” Jacob said, “Charlie just got back from arranging a funeral—”

The line went dead.

Not a second later, Bella and Alice flew down the stairs and lunged for the phone, only to hear the dial tone.

“What did you do?” Bella demanded, and I whipped my head to look at her critically.

“Jacob didn’t do shit, Carlisle asked for Charlie and Jake told him that he had come back from arranging a funeral—”

“That wasn’t Carlisle,” Alice said quietly, staring into the distance, “Edward thinks Bella’s dead. He’s going to the Volturi to—”

“Hold on, the who?” I demanded, but was ignored by both my sister and her guest. I looked to Jacob, and he mouthed, “Vampire Police?”

“I have to go save him—!” Bella said, trying to walk past me.

“Wait a damn minute, Bella,” I said, stopping her, “Save who? That sickly piece of shit who left you when things got hard?”

“Edward’s going to get himself killed!” She shrieked, and I scoffed.

“He nearly killed you, and you’re rushing to his rescue because he’s jumping to conclusions instead of asking for confirmation?” I demanded, and Bella pursed her lips.

“You would do it for any of us,” she told me, “No matter how angry you were or what we did, you would still go save any of us if we were trying to kill ourselves. Just like you already did for me today.”

I was silent for a long moment.

“I’ll tell Charlie where you went,” I said finally, “But I won’t stop you. You’re eighteen now, anyway.”

She smiled, hugging me tightly before rushing off towards Alice’s car. Jacob chased after her, and I went upstairs to shower.

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(Edited 1/4/25)

Am I team Edward? Am I team Jacob? The answer is, for cannon, neither. I was originally soooo team Edward when I watched/read the first movie/book, but during New Moon I loved the werewolves (still do obvi) and I did love Jacob so much until Meyer completely nerfed his and Quil’s characters by making them imprint on CHILDREN

Fanfiction’s free game though, I’ll eat it up no matter who it’s about.

Anyway, hope yall enjoyed!! Lmk what you guys think and if yall want to see anything specific/have a request for anything, let me know!! I’m open to writing for whoever and about almost anything ☺️

Bye bye for now (I’ll post again tmr)

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✦┊ THREES A CROWD — embry & paul

WARNINGS: none

A/N: I don't even wanna look at when the last chapter was posted... the way I've forgotten completely about this is kinda embarrassing 🙈. Unedited because I just want it to be over. One more chapter left that I'll post eventually.

twelve ˖⋆࿐໋₊

Birds chirp happily outside your classroom window, and you glare half-heartedly out at the surrounding woods, unable to focus on whatever it was your teacher was talking about. You hadn't been able to get any sleep, kept awake with mounting paranoia.

After both Paul and Embry assured you that the vampire wasn't close enough for them to sense, Embry had immediately called Sam. The older man talked on the phone with you for a bit, going into greater detail about what the pack will do to ensure your safety.

They would have one of them posted at your house at all times. While at school, Sam would stay in the woods that surrounded the building, and would follow the bus you take home, waiting there for the one that would trade shifts with him.

You know the boys had been struggling in their classes before this, their late nights spent on patrol gave them no time to do any of their work, let alone time for themselves. You knew this was only going to make things worse for them, but Embry and Paul had assured you that everything would be fine. That they didn't mind. It was their job, after all. It didn't make you feel any better about it, anyways.

Fiddling absently with your bracelet, you let your eyes scan the forest from the safety of your second story classroom. Math, while not your worst subject, was also nowhere near your best. You were going to be very behind once this vampire shit is all over with, but you can't really bring yourself to care.

It's sunny, a rarity in Forks. Not that it brings you any comfort. You have no idea who the other vampire is, what they look like. Hell, what they sound like. It could be a classmate, for all you knew. And since some of them have powers, what's stopping this one from being immune to the effects of the sun?

It's pointless, scaring yourself with what-ifs. You know, because it took nearly half an hour for Embry, Paul, and Sam to calm you down enough before they left you in the protection of Jared.

The last bell of the day rings out, but you only notice when the students around you shoot up out of their seats. You slowly follow suit, collecting your unopened textbook and head out the door.

You feel numb, going through the motions of opening your locker. You don't even know what you put into your bag, stuffing the first thing you touch into it blindly.

When you turn around, you don't even jump when Bella Swan's concerned eyes stare back at you. She looks much better than she did a few days ago, the dark bags under her eyes lightening up. You feel like it had just transferred onto you, eyes drooping with your lack of sleep.

"Hey," Bella starts, hesitating when she notices just how bad a shape your in, "Do you want a ride home? You don't live too far from my house."

"Nobody lives far from anyone," you mumble. Pulling your bag higher up you shoulder, you close your locker behind you, not bothering to lock it. Whoever feels the need to snoop will only find textbooks in there anyways.

"I'm fine, Sam said it's fine if I take the bus."

"If you're sure," Bella says, still hesitant. You can tell she feels out of her element, and you're warmed by her concern. Lifting a hand, you give her arm a squeeze, before brushing past her and towards the bus.

You're the last one to get on, forced to share the seat with a freshman. You don't mind it as much as you normally would have, but you can tell he's uncomfortable. You're basically a zombie, staring at the seat in front of you with unwavering intensity.

Tomorrow you'll probably feel embarrassed by it, but you can't feel much of anything, right now. You feel beyond exhausted, more than you ever have before. And you've had your fare share of sleepless nights, playing games until the sun rises.

The bus jerks to a stop, and you look up, surprised to find yourself at your stop. You stumble from the bus, walking down the street behind your other classmates.

Slowly, they all veer off, going down other streets or into their houses, until it's just you. But you don't panic, because Sam said he would be following you. And for as intimidating as he is, you knew you could trust him.

You hear your name called, and it takes an embarrassing amount of time for you to turn towards the voice. Candice is walking out of her front door, the trunk of her car open, "Doing any better today?"

You hesitate, looking towards you house. Sam said you should go straight home, and avoid being in places that would be hard for them to get to just in case. But for some reason, you find yourself walking over to Candices house.

"No," your eyes drift to the bags in her trunk. The bags are all black, the handles tired off on the top so that you can't see what's inside of them, "do you want some help?"

A slow smile spreads across Candices face, and she tilts her head as her gaze flicks over your shoulder. It's brief, so quick that you don't question what had caught her attention.

"Sure. I would love the help."

You wait for her to grab some bags, taking the last two left in your hands. It's a struggle to close the trunk, whatever was in those bags was heavy, arm shaking as you lift into the air.

As you force your arm down on the trunk, your bracelet gets caught in the handle. One of the charms snap off as you jerk your arm back, and you watch in dismay as it rolls down the driveway.

Candice is waiting for you at the front door, letting you pass her by before she closes the door behind you.

Her house is spotless. That's the first thing you notice as you look around. It's dark inside, the curtains drawn tight. The lights she has are dimmed, only bright enough to make out where everything is.

You toe off your shoes, not wanting to dirty her very white carpet. You can see the dinning room from the front door, the table covered in dark bags. Placing the other bags next to them, you open the bag closest to you to help put things away.

But it's not food inside of the bags. Thick, blue rope stares back up at you, and lots of it. When you turn around, Candice is standing right behind you.

Instead of the blue eyes you remember her having, they're now red. Just like the woman in the woods. Just like the ones you've been seeing. As recognition passes onto your groggy face, Candice lets her smile warp into one of cruelty.

"I'm sorry it had to come to this," she whispers, hand coming up to brush against your cheek. It's cold, just like when she had pressed it against your forehead. But now you know it wasn't your mind playing ticks on you.

"Please," you slur, head dipping. It's getting harder for you to keep your eyes open, and your legs can barely hold you up anymore. You lean heavily into the table behind you, knocking one of the tables off the edge, "please let me go."

It makes sense now, this unshakable exhaustion that's been clinging to you. It was her.

"I can't, not after they touched what was mine," her hand drops from your cheek to wrap around your throat, slowly tightening, "their stench all over you, muddling the sweet smell of your blood. I've waited too many years to let them have you."

Your gasping around her tight grip, hands clawing helplessly at her arm, but it's no use. Black pours into the edge of your vision, heart pounding frantically in your chest. As the darkness threatens to consume you, you hear Candice whisper one last thing before you loose consciousness.

"My beautiful blood-singer, I won't let anyone have you."

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Love your stuff!!

Please can I see an Embry x reader who just found out they have autoimmune diseases?? But he took her to the ER and that’s how he found out. Make it long if you can???

I stalk your page it’s embarrassing 🫣🫣😜

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it is what it is - embry x reader

Waking up in the morning, exhaustion never left. Making sure to get extra of couple hours of sleep still made you a bit tired. When plans were falling through, getting dressed or going to the kitchen to get some water was sometimes a hassle. You noticed some shortness of breath. You were used to it all. You didn’t pay it too much mind.

Getting diagnosed was hard. You didn’t know what this would mean for the rest of your everyday life.

“It’s when the immune system attacks the body’s healthy cells and tissues instead of protecting it.”

You vividly remember the doctor’s voice saying this statement to you. Many doctors told you different things about how it was nothing or it could’ve been vitamin deficiency. You knew your body and you knew it wasn’t just “nothing.” Admittedly, you weren’t vocal with the newly found diagnosis. Trying to find the right time was your agenda.

You had your good days and your not so good days. Today, you tried your best to push through.

“It is what it is” you say to yourself, feeling strong enough to carry out the rest of your day. Not letting sickness win. You were determined to make it a mind over matter type of thing.

Embry picks you up and takes you to a bonfire, excited for you to finally hear the legends. You were excited to just be around him. Encasing his hands with yours, he guided you to the sand filled area and you saw the groups of people who decided to attend. Everyone was glad to see you and as were you.

Things were going smooth. Laughing and talking with everyone made you forget about what was going on with you. Going across the beach to get a drink left you breathless. Embry put a soft hand on your back, giving you a look of concern.

“Are you alright?” he asks.

You didn’t want him to worry. You’ve dealt with days like this before. “I’m okay. Just overdid myself that’s all.” you tell him.

As the bonfire progresses and you’re listening to the legends that the elders are telling, you feel a pain come on in your chest. You discreetly try to rub it but Embry kept a good eye on you, knowing something wasn’t right.

“Y/N, are you okay?” he whispers to you as a gruff voice who is speaking, is now background noise.

You nod.

The stories are over and you begin to stand, but dizziness doesn’t cease. Embry holds you upright to keep you from falling and hurting yourself. The pressure in your chest turn great. Your face twists with pain. You couldn’t take it. It was unbearable.

“I’m taking you to the hospital.” he says as he watched you crumble in pain before him.

Embry’s face was contorted with concern. Disbelief was swirling around him as the doctors read your medical chart and he found out that autoimmune diseases were evident.

Hands holding his head, he wished he had known sooner. Lying in the uncomfortable hospital bed, you were bummed about having to spend the night. The doctors wanted to monitor you but Embry’s emotions that showed, hurt you more than the pain that you felt.

Holding your hand carefully, not knowing if your joints are sore, he stares directly into your eyes.

“Why did you keep this from me?” he asked, he genuinely wanted to know why.

You muster up a shrug, you were scared to say anything to anyone. You were still trying to figure out how to go about life with what you’re dealing with.

“I’m so sorry. I was going to tell you but…”

“I’m supposed to take care of you. Promise me you won’t keep anything else away from me.” he says, not leaving your bedside.

“I promise.”

Being released, Embry really watched over you like a hawk. You explained to him the symptoms you have experienced and might experience. This made him on the edge of his seat.

“This is kind of why I wanted to take my time to tell you.” you tell him as he displays wordiness.

“Yeah but, who knows what would’ve happened if I wasn’t there.” he says and he has a point.

He asked a lot of questions. You happily answered them. You appreciated the genuine curiosity, he wasn’t shied away from you or your conditions. You appreciated the fact he was trying to make sure that you were okay. You even went as far as letting him know the lifestyle changes that you made. Avoiding certain foods that could cause flare ups and eating more healthier foods.

One day, you woke up feeling horrible. Your body felt heavy and you found it hard to move. A flare up was incoming. You phoned Embry with the last bit of energy that you could produce. He rushed over and he was by your side.

“I’m here.” he says to you as he comforts you. He spent the entire day with you. Getting up to fetch you something to eat, putting on the things that you liked to watch, made you forget about the sad reality of being stuck in bed. Everything was better when Embry was around. You felt weak and old at first but Embry constantly hammered in your brain that this is something you couldn’t help.

“I kind of miss the old me.” you say to him as the dusk started to set in. He looks down at you beside him, puzzled.

“The old you? What do you mean?”

“Without me being sick. I could do so much and now…I feel like I could do so little right now.” you confess to him.

“You’re always you. I love you for you.” he says seriously and you feel your heart warm up like warm weather. He reaches down, steals your lips with his, and keeps you close to him.

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By The Cliffs (Ch 2/?)

Paul Lahote x Female Reader

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Rating: Teen+ (for Swearing)

Word Count: 1000

Summary: It was supposed to be a vacation.

A time to relax after Graduate School and unwind the pent-up tension I'd built up in the years of juggling school and work. Finally, I'd have the chance to breathe. Craving the serenity of mother nature's caress, I'd chosen Forks, a four-hour drive from the University, based on the stories I'd heard from Washington locals I'd known in school. With its endless trees and rainy weather, it seemed a perfect sleepy dream spot.

In retrospect, my belief that it was solely my decision to visit and not the Universe's mystic call pulling me there was mortal ignorance. But who besides a creature possessing the gift of predestination could have anticipated what awaited me by the cliffs?

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of Meyer's Characters. This work is not created for profit or financial compensation, and is a transformative fair use work in accordance with Section 107 of the United States Copyright Act.

Notes: Meet Paul! Reminder that characters have been aged up. See Prev. Chapter for more info! Thanks for reading

Warnings: This fic overall includes imprinting, I've just cut out all the weird shit SMeyer included. Like no children are imprinted on in this fic and will not be<3 That's weird as hell<3<3

Enjoy!

I am starving.

"We're aware. You've mentioned it one-thousand times now," Jacob grumbles. He snaps his teeth at me as he flies by.

"Let's finish up patrol. Emily's got dinner ready," Sam's voice fills my head.

Catching up to Jake, I growl, tackling him to the ground for the hell of it, "You're gonna hear it a thousand times more, Black. Deal with it."

We wrestle briefly, and I get a few good bites in before Sam breaks up the fun with a harsh "Knock it off!" in his Alpha voice.

We separate at once, unable to disobey our Alpha's command.

"Act like adults," he growls at the two of us, "I don't want to be out all night because you two can't take patrol seriously."

"Yeah, Jake. Act like an adult."

Jacob flashes his teeth, "Well, isn't that the kettle calling the pot black."

I chuckle, "Close enough."

"God, you're annoying!" Jacob laughs, running off in front of me.

"I try my best!" I chase after him, snapping at his tail.

The wind blows through my fur as the three of us race through the woods. These were the moments I lived for, the super-speed running, being with my brothers, and complete blissful freedom. As we grow closer to Sam and Emily's house, an unfamiliar scent overwhelms my senses.

"What's that smell?" I speak without thinking.

"What smell? Smells like barbeque to me."

"Barbeque? Have I ever told you I love Emily?" Jacob jokes.

"Must be the food..." I trail off, ignoring Sam's sharp reply to Jacob, too hypnotized by the smell to care about their spat over Emily.

We phase back at the edge of the tree-line, Jacob and Sam talking about some truck Jake bought.

"--I just bought it last week. It drives pretty good; I was surprised. Really only needs a tune-up and--"

I can't pay attention, half because I don't care about the newest truck he's fixing up, half because I'm curious about the fragrance. It never smelled different around here; I wasn't sure I liked the change.

Jacob pushes me, "What's got you all... quiet for once?"

I brush him off, trying to scowl convincingly, "Nothing. Just hungry." Yeah, that's convincing enough. They seem to buy it, and I try to blend into their pre-dinner roughhousing.

Our laughter stops as Quill and Embry exit the front door, meeting us halfway across the yard.

"What's up with you two?" Jacob asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

They glance at each other before Embry drops the bomb, "There's something we have to warn you guys about before you go inside."

  "Listen, we--"

Embry stops me, "No, no. This is all you, Quil. I was an unfortunate bystander sucked into your idiotic decisions."

"Fine," I roll my eyes, "We brought a girl here."

"You did what?" Paul snarls. Sam puts his hand up to stop him from getting in my face.

"What do you mean you brought a girl here?" Sam says sternly, "You know that isn't allowed."

Embry steps into the conversation, "We caused her to fall and hit her head. On accident."

"Why didn't you leave her--"

I can't help the disgusted laugh that leaves me. Leave it to Paul to act like a heartless jerk.

"Do you really think we should've left her there in the middle of the woods?" I ask, already knowing what he's going to say.

"Yes!" Paul screams back, "She wasn't your problem! How stupid are you two?"

Embry shakes his head, "We weren't going to leave the girl in the middle of the woods, Paul. She was hurt, and it was our fault."

Paul inhales sharply, the shaking of his shoulders familiar to all of those who know him.

"There's no need to wolf out, Paul," Jacob rolls his eyes, looking annoyed.

Of course, this is exactly what pushes Paul right over the edge of anger into rage. The clothes on his body explode into fabric ribbons as the wolf overcomes the man.

"What the fuck!" A woman's voice yells over the commotion. All eyes look over at her, including Paul's.

  The rage that had previously boiled in my chest extinguished into nothingness as my eyes trained on her.

Her.

A new boiling replaces the rage. No, it couldn't be described as boiling. Boiling sounded harsh; whatever this was was warm like sunlight. Dazzling, the kind of warmth you wanted to bask in forever.

The feeling I would bask in forever if she'd let me. I had to tell her and explain that everything that was me was reaching out to her. Would always reach out to her. She was the center of my universe, the only thing to keep me grounded for however long I lived.

"For fucks sake!" Jacob screams through my thoughts, our telepathic connection telling him everything he needed to know about the situation, "A second ago, you didn't care if they'd left her in the forest; now you're imprinting on her?"

Quil's delighted thoughts ring through next, "Oh hell ya! See, you're happy now, aren't you? You're welcome, Paulie."

"Shut up!" I snap, gnashing my teeth at the two. I hated that nickname, and I hated that they could see and feel everything I'd just experienced. That moment should be mine and mine alone.

"What're you gonna do, loverboy?" I hear the teasing in Jacob's thoughts.

I growl, "I'm going to get some fucking pants so I can talk to her without freaking her out anymore than I already have."

I watch as my imprint sprints back into the house and listen to her yells of panic, warning Emily of what is happening outside.

The big bad wolves.

"Good plan!" Quil does a little hop, his tail wagging like a brain-dead dog, "I don't think she's taking the wolf thing so well. Probably, shouldn't try to talk to her butt naked. At least not right away."

"Do you ever shut up?" I snap at him again, chasing as he disappears into the brush.

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Jealousy Jealousy (rewrite)

Angst -> Fluff: Embry Call x GN!reader

Summary: Embry gives y/n a slap in the face about reality after they constantly sulk about Bella.

A/N: I'm much more content with this one and I actually might end up deleting the other one, sorry about that. I actually took a lot more time editing this and didn't write this when I was burnt out compared to the other one! I'm just overall way happier with the other one because I knew that the other one wasn't my true capability.

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Constant notifications vibrated Jacob's phone as we sat on his couch together watching the movie on the screen. I shot him a look of annoyance, signaling him to check his phone which he did swiftly. His eyes shot open in surprise before he shot up from the couch and throwing on a shirt and shoes, hopping out the door as he attempted to put the last shoe on.

"Sorry y/n! Bella just told me she was free, you know what it's been like for her!" He hastily shouted out before sprinting down the gravel driveway.

"Bye!" I shouted back, trying to hide my disappointment.

I grimaced at the situation. On one hand, I knew how the sudden disappearance of the Cullens devastated her, especially Edward's sudden abandonment but this happened way too many times. But on the other, Jacob was like her puppy dog now, it was like I wasn't even his friend anymore, it was like our friendship meant nothing.

Knowing that Jacob wouldn't be back anytime soon, I got my stuff and locked the door behind me before driving over to Emily's place to surround myself in the livelier company.

"Sup y/n! Missed me didn't ya!" Jared boomed as I opened the door to which I replied with a "you wish". I chuckled at his dramatic pain as he pretended to hold his heart, eyes shut and face contorting.

"Know where Embry is?" Questioning the dramatic boy as I peered around the room to see if I could find any trace of the lanky boy, no luck.

"Finding your loverboy huh? With the deepest of regrets, I must inform you that he was put on patrol today." He said, mocking my curiosity over Embry's whereabouts. I stuck my tongue out at him to tease him before flipping him off and leaving to the porch to await Embry.

"Knock it off Paul, it's not what you think"

"yeah sure, and if it wasn't what I HEARD THROUGH THE MINDLINK then I don't know what else it could have been"

Their voices permeated through the thick fog as their silhouettes came into view, Paul's muscly tall physique was seen locking an arm around Embry's tall lanky but lean body.

"Aw buzz off Paul," Embry said as he struggled to get Paul's arm off of his neck. He laughed at his struggle before letting go as he noticed me, shooting Embry a smirk to which a slight blush came onto his face, only noticeable as they got closer. Odd.

"Sup Paul," I smirked at him before turning my attention over to Embry.

"And hello to you too wolf boy," teasing him to which he shot a glare at me before attempting to stifle his laughs.

Paul said a prompt bye before jogging into the house to fill up his appetite whilst Embry sat down next to me, his body warmth radiating. The cold air nipped at my skin, pushing me to get closer to the much warmer boy as I swung my legs into his lap and resting my head on his shoulder.

"Jacob left again?"

A sigh left my mouth at his obvious question.

Closing my eyes promptly, I answered with a short nod. A response that showed my true feelings after all these times of being blown off by Jacob.

We sat in silence, my eyes closed as I felt his shoulders move up and down in a rhythmic motion, lulling me to sleep almost. The deafening quiet seemed to almost suffocate us before I decided to talk.

"I don't know what to do anymore Embry, I'm always there for him when he needs me but, he runs to her at the drop of a hat or more like a single text message," I grumbled, reminiscing about the times Jacob's left me in the dust for Bella, excuses sprouting up.

"Why does everyone in this town seem to be so infatuated with her," expecting no response I kept going.

"Is it because she's Charlie's daughter? Hell if I was his child Jacob would be all over me too right? I'd be the hot topic of town too, people staring at me wherever I go, being suddenly accepted by the Cullen family and Jacob. I'd really have the best of both worlds wouldn't I?" Scowling at my own questions, I turned to Embry for answers.

"Am I not right?"

Silence.

"Helloooooooo, Earth to Embry?" I said, poking his cheeks with my finger. His brows seemed to be furrowed together, eyes lost in thought, his attention elsewhere.

There seemed to be no response from him to which I huffed and turned back to stare at the fog rolling in.

Closing my eyes to embrace the serenity once more, his lulling voice startled me.

“I don’t think it’s true.”

I turned my head towards him, curiosity piqued by his response.

“Let’s be real Embry, I’d have the best time of my life if I was Bella fucking Swan. Every guy would love me, all the attention would be on me and I wouldn’t be a second option again. Hell, I’d even be able to actually confess to my crush without fearing rejection.” Bitterness laced the last sentence as I satirically spoke my mind. Looking at Embry’s hands and wishing they were embracing mine, the sudden gesture of his fist clenching as his knuckles turned white shocked me, he was mad.

“God y/n, why the hell do you always need to compare yourself to Bella? She hasn’t even done anything to you. It’s always Bella this Bella that if I was her blah blah blah. Get over yourself, you’re not her and you won’t ever be. Learn how to appreciate yourself and live YOUR life and stop moping around. So what Jacob runs to Bella each time, you have Jared, Emily, Paul, and everyone else.”

A long silence suspended in the air.

“You have me and you come running, you never see the other people around you cause you’re too busy complaining. You can’t even see how much I love you cause you’re so stuck up about being Bella and being Jacob’s priority aren’t you?” Finishing his sentence, he proceeded to get up before walking away. Stopping before reaching the woods, his back faced to me, he spoke simply.

“Find me when you can learn to be y/n and not Bella.”

His form morphed before running into the woods on all fours, leaving me stunned. After a brief moment, tears flooded my eyes. I never got to tell him that I do like him, I never got to tell him that I just want his attention, I just wanted him.

Thoughts spiraled in my head, I was jealous of Bella for sure but I was jealous because of the attention she was given. I just wanted Embry to treat me like she was treated, I wanted to be special to him.

I ran home, I ran because I was scared. I was scared I wouldn't be able to look at him properly.

Weeks passed as we ceased to talk, and I ceased to exist in the small town of Forks. Or so I thought.

I groaned as heavy knocks assaulted my front door, I picked up the phone looking at the time. Who the hell shows up at someone's house at 4am?

Throwing on a sweater and sweats, I dragged myself to the front door, the cold hardwood floor seemingly repelling me from ever making any progress. I swung the door open, grumbling as my eyes were half open wondering who it was.

Jacob Black.

Mentally sighing, I invited him inside from the pouring rain, he seemed devastated.

He sat down after he changed as I made him some hot chocolate to comfort him.

"She chose him y/n, he came back and she chose him over me. She drove to Italy for that stupid bloodsucker." His cracking voice was more than enough for me to grasp his frustration and devastation.

"I dropped everything for her, I did everything for her y/n. And she still chose the guy that skipped town huh?" Laughing bitterly at the situation, I stared at his cup before handing it to him.

"Maybe if I was better than Edward I would've won this stupid fucking battle," his words escaping his clenched teeth. He was like me, we were jealous of someone, someone that seemed to win everything, someone that we were not. The words spoken to me by Embry were words I carried with me even as I was moping over the whole situation.

"Stop comparing yourself to him, Jacob. You're not Edward and you won't ever be him. You're so insistent on being better than Edward or being Edward that you can't even see what's in front of you. I was always here for you Jake, I was always here but you treated me like I was a second option. You left me in a heartbeat for her but you never had time to spend with me, not even five minutes, when you were with her," I too chuckled bitterly at the ironic situation, me and Jacob were similar in many ways.

"Learn to live your life, don't live it for her or because of her, learn how to live it like you want." Those words seemed to resonate deep within both of us. After finally speaking those words, I realized that I was ready to live my life as y/n, a citizen of the small city of Forks, and not vying to be Bella, the new girl to forks.

I stood up, putting on shoes hastily before grabbing the handle. I could sense Jacob's attempt to stop me and apologize for his treatment but I knew better.

"It's ok, I know you're gonna apologize. I'm not going to accept, I want the Jake that will care and treat everyone with the same importance that you had for Bella. Come to me when you're ready, but until then I hope you grow and learn how to live your life."

I paused again, one foot out of the door.

"I have someone important to apologize to, someone that didn't leave me in the blink of an eye."

I hurriedly shut the door behind me before running to the woods, my lungs burning and legs aching as I forced myself to my limit. I ran and ran, visions of the houses slowly turned to trees, the crunching leaves under my feet reminded me of the days we would all run through the woods.

My breathing became labored as I was reaching my breaking point but it was close, our place was close. Then, in my distant vision, I could see it. That one pine tree, seemingly normal to many, but to me, it held our memories. The initials only reassured my assumption as I knew that he would be here waiting. As I got closer to the tree, my legs gave out under me, sending me tumbling to the ground whilst tree branches scratched my arms and ripped a hole in my pants.

"EMBRY! EMBRY I'M HERE PLEASE!" I shouted into the dark forest, eyes tearing up once more as I pleaded.

"I LOVE YOU EMBRY CALL AND I'M SORRY I WAS TOO BLIND TO REALIZE IT!" I shouted once more before crumpling closer to the ground, my tears now fully flowing and hitting the dead leaves below.

Maybe I took too long, maybe he moved on, maybe I was too jealous of someone to even realize his love.

As sobs continued throughout my body, the hope of him ever coming was diminishing.

I was too late.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of strong but warm arms wrap around my waist and pulling me up.

"Shhh, it's ok I'm here now."

That voice, I looked up to see Embry's face which held a dorky grin. I threw my arms around him as sobs still left my body, the emotional rollercoaster was far too much for me to handle.

"I-i'm s-s-so sorry Embry, I was too focused on trying to be Bella that I-"

"I know, I know, I heard it all," shushing me as he rubbed circles on my back consoling me. After what felt like hours in his embrace, I finally calmed down and only tear stains remained.

I finally lifted my head to meet his eyes properly this time, he stared back with tender eyes.

"You finally learned how to live for you huh?" He asked, not expecting an answer to which I was oblivious.

Before I could respond, he pressed his lips to mine. I didn't try and fight it and melted into it instead.

I was blind to be jealous of Bella when I already had something that she fought to keep.

Smiling mentally, I wrapped my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss.

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Hey I want to know if you can do a head Cannon for being Bella's younger adopted brother and be imprinted by Embry call

You and Bella didn’t have a good relationship. You were her God Brother but after your parents died your Godfather, Charlie took you in and eventually adopted you. Bella knew this when she decided to move back to Forks, she was just surprised to see how close you were with Charlie and a little(very) Jealous. 

Bella was very close with the cullens but you stayed away. You didn’t think they were bad people or anything, you just preferred to spend your time At La Push or on the reservation like you had since you were young.

You kept yourself distant from the Cullens so the day of Bella’s birthday you gave her your card and left her alone. Then, the Cullens left and Bella became a zombie and you thought it couldn’t have happened to a nicer person. In the almost two years Bella had been back in Forks she’d been a bitch to you the entire time.

So, after a week of Jacob ignoring her, you followed her up to the reservation when, to your dismay, she was going to confront Jacob. You drove as fast as she could but Bella had a ten minute head start. 

As you got out of your car you could see Bella yelling at a group of tribe members which you recognized all of them as you’d been to La Push sooooo many times.  By this point you were running to your sister to keep Bella from making a huge mistake. But as you heard Sam trying to calm Paul down. You felt a pair of arms wrap around you and you were turned to face the person restraining you. 

You were very surprised to see your old friend Embry Call. Embry had been one of the very few people you came out as Gay. Embry had a smile and told you “Don’t worry Y/N, you’re still the guy I’ve known since pre-school.” And indeed you were, nothing had changed except in the last few months you only exchanged texts. You had missed your friend and it was only when you started to text that you realized you had from a crush on Embry. As you looked into Embry’s eyes you stopped struggling in Embry’s arms. You felt as if you only cared about Embry, so much so that you didn’t even notice Embry carrying you to Sam and Emily’s house.

“So let me get this straight, vampires and werewolves are real, the Cullens(Embry don't you dare growl at me) are vampires and you guys aren’t really werewolves but shapeshifters, and my idiot sister was dating on and now I’m Embry’s soul mate????” You asked while nearly ripping your hair out. Embry’s touch on your hand keeps you grounded. He calmly explained to you what your steps were from there. 

Your heart always melts when Embry kisses you and tells you how much he loves you. He’s also like a personal space heater whenever  you cuddle. You and Embry cut off all contact with Bella after her wedding as she called you a fag. 

Embry stayed with you while you sobbed and ran his hand through your hand. You don’t know how you got so lucky and you wouldn’t change a thing.

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My Sunshine

Paul x reader       1.4k words

Y/N L/N has always lived in Forks. Normally she didn’t mind the rain. It was soothing to an extent and sleeping during a thunderstorm always managed to leave her feeling refreshed afterward. For some reason, especially the past couple of days, Y/N couldn’t wait for the next sunny day. Something deep within her longed for the warmth to make its way back to her little hometown. It was like her soul was craving the heat that the sun provided and every day that she went without it seemed to push her further into her dreadful mood. The only thing that Y/N had to look forward to was seeing her best friend, Emily. Normally Y/N would see Emily every other weekend, however with her new fiance, Sam, and all his friends around, Emily hasn’t had any free time, and seeing as Sam is Y/N’s cousin she could totally understand. Anyone could see just how in love Sam was with Emily. Plus Y/N has been really busy with school. So, Y/N has had a lot of time to herself recently. This wasn’t the worst, mostly Y/N enjoyed staying by herself, but recently she has felt a desire to go and spend time with her friend. Y/N couldn’t explain it, but something was ushering her towards the reservation and towards her best friend. It was probably just Y/N needing some attention from her best friend because she hadn’t seen her in forever. At least that’s what Y/N told herself. All she had to do was get through this week.

Mondays were the worst. This was a fact among all humans, however for Y/N this Monday seemed to drag on forever. Y/N is a junior who goes to Forks high school and has a small handful of friends that go to school here. Angela Weber was the only one Y/N trusted, but she hung out with Eric Yorkie, Mike Newton, Bella Swan, and Jessica Stanley as well. Even though they are about a year older than Y/N, they aren’t the worst people to hang out with. Most of Y/N’s close friends were on the reservation anyway. Jacob black, Embry Call, and Quil Ateara were Y/N’s childhood friends. The group of four used to do everything together and had always been close. Lately though, Y/N hasn’t seen them in a while. As much as Y/N loves Sam, he's like her brother, she can’t help but feel as though he is stealing all of her friends' attention. Y/N didn’t want to admit it to herself, but it feels as if she has been banned from the reservation. It’s been a while since she has been able to go and visit any of her friends. They always seemed busy or had something to do that day so she couldn’t come down. At first they all claimed to have mono, they said it was running rampant through La Push, so they didn’t want her down there so she wouldn’t catch anything. That was reasonable, but now it was like they were purposefully pushing her away. So when Emily invited Y/N to come and hang out she almost couldn’t believe it. Y/N has been so excited for the weekend to come she felt like she could explode. Just four more days.

It’s finally Friday. Y/N felt like time was moving backwards and Friday was only a dream that Y/N would never reach. But it's here, it’s here and Y/N is rushing through the halls to leave this dreadful place and make it to her car. Freedom is so close, seeing her friends is so close, being absolutely, ecstatically happy is so close. She rams through the doors but before she can even think, she crashes into what feels like a stone statue placed directly in her path. 

“Shit…” Y/N mutters out while she rubs her forehead that received most of the impact. She slowly raised her head in order to see what exactly she had run into, but was surprised when it wasn’t a what, but a who. Emmett Cullen filled Y/N’s view and she must have almost fallen because his steel-like arms were holding her up by her elbows to steady her.

“Oh-um, sorry Y/N, I didn’t see you there,” Emmett had said in consolation to Y/N bumping into him. Before she could get another word out Emmett had left and she stood there for a second before dashing towards her car. The Cullens moved into town last year and ever since the school had been completely infatuated with the strange family. Personally, Y/N didn’t care enough to pay any attention to them. Admittedly they were supernaturally gorgeous and mysterious, but it was like when you buy a new puppy for some kids, the newness will wear off and suddenly they aren’t as important or attention capturing as before. At least Y/N thought this, though she might be the only one. The biggest shock that arrived with the strange family was Edward and Bella becoming a couple. Bella was friends with Y/N, they had known each other since they were kids, Bella tagging along with Y/N and her “boys” when they would build mud pies and swim in the freezing cold waters of La Push Beach together. When Bella moved back to Forks she immediately gravitated towards Y/N because she was the only person that Bella knew. From then they became nearly inseparable, that is until pretty boy Cullen decided to swoop Bella off her feet and suddenly they barely spoke anymore. Y/N was happy that Bella found someone, she just wished they weren’t so obsessed with each other that Bella completely disregarded Y/N and acted as if they didn’t know each other anymore. It was like Edward was the only thing that Bella had the intellectual capacity for anymore. 

When Y/N reached her car all thoughts of the Cullens suddenly left her mind and she was jumping into the front seat and cranking her car faster than she thought possible. If she thought that school was slow, then the ride back to her house was impossibly drawn out. Every red light, every slow driving old person, every possible thing that could make Y/N’s normally short drive back to her house unbearable happened. When Y/N finally arrived to her humble abode she ripped her backpack off and dumped it by the front door before grasping her phone and shooting a quick text to Emily to tell her she would be there soon before sprinting up the stairs to her room with the widest grin imaginable perched on her face. She has been longing for today, to see her friends, to see her cousin, to meet some of the new people they have added to their group. Every thought of going back to the place she feels most at home made her giddy. Y/N’s parents actually live out of town, they tried to convince Y/N to move with them, but when she expressed that she had her heart set on staying in the quaint town that she had been in since she was born, they decided to simply let her stay, besides with Sam here they decided it was better than forcing Y/N to move. With Y/N being the only person in her home anymore it feels lonely sometimes, so the promise of seeing her friends has been the absolute highlight of her whole week. 

Y/N was just finishing packing her bag, because Emily had decided that it had simply been too long and that she just had to stay for the full weekend, when she heard her phone go off. Looking down at the screen she had seen that it was a message from Emily.

Emily : “I CAN’T WAIT OMGGG. I am so excited!!! It has been too long since we have seen you!” 

Y/N giggled slightly at Emily's eagerness before responding.

Y/N : “I Know!! I have literally been looking forward to this all week”

Emily : “Just a little warning, all the boys are gonna be here for a while, we were planning to have a bonfire/cookout today.”

Y/N : “Oh that's perfect! I'll get to see Jake, Em, and Quil and some of the new additions as well. And Sam I guess.”

Putting her phone away after her last message, Y/N zipped her bag up and grabbed it before heading down stairs, to the door, and then to her car. She quickly told Emily that she was leaving before starting her car and heading to La Push. Finally.

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This is my very first Fan fiction that I will be posting on here. It is a Paul Lahote x Reader story. Twilight has such little traction on this app and i wanted to add a little more. This first chapter is more of an intro and background to Y/N. I have used She/Her pronouns. I hope you have enjoyed!

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Confessions and Connections (Jacob Black x Black!Reader)

A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR LOVLIES! As part of my new year’s resolution, I’ve decided to updated and post more of these stories. It also helps that it’s the colder winter season and again have been inside re-watching and envisioning twilight lol.  I’ve received a lot of encouragement as well to continue also, so thank you to everyone who reads and supports. There isn’t a lot of twilight fics with readers of color (specifically black females ones) in mind (like me), so this one is for you! 

Let me know if you want me to continue this..

Thanks for all the support and love! More to come soon!

 Cheers!

--Lauren

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Imagine visiting Bella in Forks for the first time in years and stumbling into something more than you could’ve bargained for.

Life has taught you to do many things; some through necessity, others through experience. There was one lesson, however, you instinctively always knew,

Things were not always as they seemed. 

Time and time again, you were proven right. Even your own family was the embodiment of that statement. However, you had a close relationship with them even though you hadn’t seen them for quite some time due to college. You missed them though, dearly.

 It’s why after one frantic phone call, you found yourself, temporarily trading in the sunshine and heat of Arizona for the greenery and perpetual rain of Washington state. 

As you jump into a taxi and head to the Swan house, you replay the last conversation you had with Charlie a few days ago. Recalling how confused and helpless he sounded about Bella.

Bella was already gone when you checked outside. However, you had an idea of where she would be, as you would go there too. You just hoped that the Black’s would still recognize you after all this time. After all, the last time you were here you were eleven years old.

Bella’s truck was in the driveway by the time you arrived. You pull behind her and hop out. Just when you’re about to knock on the front door,  you hear shouting coming from the backyard.

As you slowly make your way around the side of  the house, a sinking feeling starts to grow in the pit of your stomach.

A group of shirtless guys all standing together just off the porch come into view staring at this one shorter girl, who you guess is Bella. Under normal circumstances, you’d probably be checking them out. That's when you notice her and one of the taller guys having a heated exchange. 

You can’t make out what they’re saying, but you can deduce it couldn’t be anything good when you watch her pull her hand back and punch the tall guy in the face. 

Has she lost her mind?! What’s gotten into her?

You silently gasp as you watch her recoil in pain, and watch as the guy look like he’s about to pounce on her. When the tall dude begins to charge at her, and she starts to hightail it out of there, that’s when you start running toward her, calling her name. 

She looks up and instantly recognizes you, shock crossing her face for a quick moment., “(y/n), run!” 

As soon as she yells that, she trips and falls. Internally facepalming, you grab her hand, pulling her to you quickly. Not daring to look up at the approaching sound of pounding feet not far away from you, you’re about to pull Bella along and start running again, when another voice calls her name from behind you. 

You whip your head around in time to see another guy jump over the porch and morph into a wolf as soon as he hits the ground in front of you and Bella. He stops the other guy–now a wolf— dead in its tracks mere feet from where you were and they begin to fight. 

As you watch these two giant ass wolves begin to duke it out, you can’t say a damn thing. You’re suddenly pulled from the ground (and your trance), away from the wolves by one of the guys you saw earlier toward the house.

The moment you get inside, you and Bella are let go. Before you can say anything, she starts.

“(y/n), what are you doing here?” She genuinely looked shocked, but also irritated.

After what you just saw, you didn’t have the patience for all of the nonsense.

“The more important question is, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!” You shout, throwing your arms in the air. 

“I came over here to talk to you, only to find you yelling and pimp slapping a shirtless dude, who by the way turns INTO A GODDAMN WOLF. HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND? WHAT IN THE WORLD DID YOU GET YOURSELF INTO?” You probably looked all types of crazy, but you didn’t give a damn. 

“Hello to you too, sis.” She responds, anxiously. You mentally facepalm yourself. 

Typical Bella. Always getting herself into trouble and underestimating the danger she’s in. 

“Hold up. You two are sisters?” The younger shirtless guy interjects, reminding you that you had an audience. 

“I kind of find that hard to believe.” Another guy pipes up.

“Step-sister. And said the giant wolf.” You mutter, absentmindedly. Another guy snickers. 

“Ok, somebody better start talking  or we’re going to have some issues.” You glance around the room waiting. Everyone looks nervous until someone rolls in from the kitchen. You recognize him instantly. 

“Sam will be able to give you the answers when he gets back with the others. I know this must be a lot to take in, since it’s been a while. Nice to see you kiddo.” He smiles at you softly.

“Nice to see you too, Mr. Black.” You return it. Feeling a little more at ease, you take a seat at across from your sister.  

 Mr. Black has always been like an uncle to you. Even after Bella stopped visiting Forks before she moved here, you still visited when you could during the summer up until you left for college a few years back. He even sent postcards sometimes while you were away. 

The door opens and you hear voices and  footsteps. The two guys you saw fighting earlier come into view, the largest one of them all following behind them. The one that was pimped-slapped apologizes sheepishly first and the second guy opens his mouth to say something when he stops midway when he meets your gaze. 

This guy you recognized though. 

“Jacob?” You managed to get out, barely above  whisper. An overwhelming feeling of desire suddenly rushes over you. You take in his appearance of his now shorter hair and larger frame,  silently thanking whatever was responsible for his apparent glow up. Secretly, you had a thing for him, but he always had a thing for your sister, so you left that alone.

“H-Hey (y/n). You look-different.” He sputters out, nervously. 

“So do you. Last time I saw you, you had hair longer than mine.” You smile, slightly without breaking the gaze. For a second time, you forget about everything–almost.

“Oh, shit.” Someone mutters.

“Jake, take them back to Emily’s.” You break the gaze, the larger one commands from coming from behind Jake. 

What the hell did you get yourself into?

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The second the car stops, Bella hops out the car with quickness and heads into the house with the other two. 

You, on the other hand, were dragging a little. Jake stays behind, leading you into the house.

“This was the last thing you probably expected to discover when you came here, huh?” He says, trying to break the tension.

“That’s an understatement.” You reply, crossing your arms in front of your chest to fight off the sudden chilly weather. 

“I guess you have some explaining to do. ” You both stop at the front door of the house. He opens his mouth to say something, until the voice of your sister calling your name interrupts him.

Before you turn to go inside the house, he grabs your wrist. “Can we take a walk after? I owe you an explanation, and I want you to hear them for me.” His eyes plead with you.

“Yeah. I’d like that.” You smile at him and he returns it. 

[pythonees]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ THREES A CROWD — paul & embry

WARNINGS: none

A/N: tumblr is a pos and is the most annoying platform to transfer text to like why is each paragraph it's own entity???? why is this still here take it away???????????

eleven ˖⋆࿐໋₊

For some reason, you found yourself buzzing with nervous energy, unable to sit still in the empty back seat. Your leg wouldn't stop bouncing, fingers picking at a frayed hem on your shirt. The ride back to Forks felt like it took forever, staring out at the trees as they zoomed by could only distract you for so long.

Both Embry and Paul were shooting you concerned looks every now and again, obviously sensing what they thought was discomfort. But how were you supposed to tell them that the thought of being alone with them was making your stomach do flips? That you could still feel the shape of their legs pressed against yours at Emily's dinning table, desperate for the contact as if you were lost in the desert, desperate for water.

They don't ask you what was wrong though, something you're grateful for as you will yourself to calm down. Settling yourself in for the drive home, you rest your head against the window as you listen to Paul and Embry talk about an upcoming patrol.

When they pull up to your house there isn't a single car in the driveway. Paul parks on the side of the road regardless, leaving room for your parents in the tiny driveway if they come back before they leave. From across the street, you can see the curtains in Candice's window fall into place, the dark maroon fabric a stark contrast to the light coloured brick of her house.

Looking at the rest of the house, you notice that every window has dark curtains of varying colours, all drawn tightly shut. It's odd that the curtains would be drawn while the sun was still out, and you can't help but eye the house suspiciously as you grab your bag and get out of the truck. Knowing the neighbourhood, she probably uses it as a way to keep herself out of the near daily gossip.

The walk into the house and up to your room is quiet, almost uncomfortably so. It's hard to tell how much of your emotions they're able to read through the connection you all share, but you hope they can't tell how flustered you are.

You easily fall into the same positions as the night before, comfortable but still lost in your own thoughts. You fiddle with your hands absently, trying and failing to get settled despite the comfort they radiate.

"Hey..." Embry starts, grabbing the controller from between you to pause the movie, "are you okay, you've been acting weird since the drive over."

Looking between the two boys, you smooth you hands against the top of your pants. Your heart hammers in your chest, but you will the racing to stop as you shuffle foreword, turning to face them both, though unable to look at either.

"I, uhh. I wanna kiss you," You say in a rush, voice quiet as you stumble over your words. You're staring down at your fidgeting hands, too embarrassed to try and meet their eyes. The boys are silent for a while, staring at you with blank faces. Just as the silence stretches on for too long, and you start to think that this was an awful, terrible mistake, Paul breaks the silence.

"Which one?"

You finally look up at that, noticing that both of them are desperately trying to keep any emotion from their faces. The hope still shines through though, and it makes you feel just a little bit better about your impulsive question.

"Both, if that's okay? I know we haven't really been together all that long, or have even talked about us dating, so I don't know if I'm over stepping, or—"

"Yeah, yes. It's more than okay," Embry cuts in, scooting forward so that he's sitting in front of you. He leaves enough room next to him as Paul does the same, "Who— who first?"

"Doesn't matter," You shrug, looking between the two as they look to each other. They seems to come to a decision, though, because Embry is leaning foreword, closing the already short distance between you.

He stops just short of kissing you, face so close that your noses brush at the slightest movement. His eyes dart between your own, and you realize that he's waiting for you to close the distance, to make the first move despite the fact that you asked for this. The thoughtful act makes your stomach flutter and your chest warm.

Leaning foreword, you brace one hand on the ground, the tips of your fingers brushing against Embrys, while the other cups the side of his face. Your lips brush faintly, barely even a kiss at all, but it's enough to bring a smile to your face. Letting your hand slip  into his warm hair, you press firmly against Embry, lips molding together perfectly.

The kiss is over far too soon, but as you pull back, you can still feel the shape of his lips against your own. It takes a moment for your eyes to flutter open, instantly spotting the pleased, soft smile on Embrys face.

You feel your face flush hot when you look to Paul, who is staring between you and Embry with hungry eyes. Swallowing around your nerves, you turn to Paul.

You let go of Embrys face, though before you can reach out for Paul, he's got your face cupped in his large hands, pulling you towards him.

His kiss is a lot firmer, motions clearly practiced. He still moves just a slow though, taking his time. Your hands, that were hovering in the air between you, drop to the carpet, and you push yourself foreword into the kiss.

Embry slides his hand that was resting on the floor closer, threading your fingers together as he watches the kiss. When Paul pulls away your chest is heaving, lips tingling. You ghost your fingers over your lips, a dopey smile on your face.

"Good?" Paul whispers, voice rough. It's a rhetorical question, if the knowing smile on his face is any indication. You nod anyways, subconsciously swaying foreword to get closer.

He goes to meet you half way, eyes sliding closed, but then stops a hairs breath away from your mouth. His head whips to the side, eyes staring out the window and into the dark of the night.

"What? What is it?" You follow his line of sight, but you can't make out anything in the dark. Embry shoots up from beside you, rushing to your closed window to throw it open. Both he and Paul tense up, growling low in their throat, "What's going on?"

"It was that leech," Paul says, face hard when you turn to look at him, "they were here."

©︎ pythonees — do not, under any circumstance, repost, plagiarize, modify or translate my work.

[fashionteahouse]

Hey can I request the paul or embry x reader who's really easily flustered. Like they can't hold someone's and or take a complement without blushing like crazy.

of course 🙂‍↕️💜 hope you enjoy :)

kerosene - embry x reader

Eyes connect and a warm chuckle breathes out. You look away feeling flushed. You pretend to find something out of the restaurant window interesting. You feel an electric touch when your free hand that’s resting on the table is encased into his.

“I want to see your pretty eyes.” he says softly, the butterflies flutter in your stomach.

You slowly turn your head and peek at him through your eyelashes. You catch his face and you see his devotion through his eyes. A burning sensation spread through your cheeks.

“You’re pretty when you blush.” he says with a flirtatious smile.

“Stop it.” you say shyly with a shy smile and look away once again.

“I’m serious.” he says and takes your chin to make your face meet his. His thumb grace the skin thats yours, making its way to caress your cheek and you feel his knees move brush on yours.

This action makes you pull your lip in your teeth.

He breaths out a laugh, “So cute.”

Embry call had an amazing talent of making you starstruck.

You just didn’t know what to do when you were around him. He made you forget your name, he made you constantly flush in the face, and

He opens the door for you to get into his car, you’re flattered.

After driving for some time and stealing glances at you, he speaks out.

“I have something to show you.” he says. You’re excited because you don’t know what he has planned.

“O-okay.” you mutter.

He pulls out an untitled cd disk and inserts it into his car radio. The soft music surrounds the both of you and you feel your face forming into a grin.

He nuzzles your cheek with so much affection that it makes you feel like you’ve been lit by a match. He pulls something out and your heart beats wildly.

He hands it to you and watches you, you feel nervous as you take it. Your fingers touch his and it feels like you’re burning up.

You open it up and it’s a handmade bracelet with a wolf charm. You look up to him, surprised and amazed at this such gift.

He’s sporting a lax smile, “Did you read what it says?”

You look down, carefully reading the ingrained text that displays around the bracelet.

FOREVER

”Embry…” you start but you’re genuinely lost for words. A blush spread across your cheeks, appreciating that this person who cares so much about you, who clearly loves you, took the time to put much thought it this.

He takes it and unclasp the jewelry and makes sure it’s fitting around your wrist. It fits perfectly, just as he imagined it would.

“You like it?” he asks, capturing your eye to catch your reaction.

You look down and nod, “I love it.”

He places a hand on your knee and you immediately flush.

“I love you.” he says fluidly.

Face still burning, flustered at this profound declaration.

“I love you too.”

[tonesplash]

rules

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incest

rape/noncon

dd/llg

overly detailed/ocs

underage

m receiving butt stuff (man ass really bothers me)

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jasper

the volturi (isnt jane like 15 pls no)

mike newton

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[ourhappylies]

A Shaken Imprint - Embry Call (Twilight)

Author: Cherry🍒 Requested: Anonymous & @sweetserpentsworld​ Prompt: “I can't sleep” + “Shh. Come here. It’s just a nightmare.” + “Hear that? I’m alive. I’m right here.”

Panicked breathing followed the bloodcurdling scream that pierced the small house. Y/N lurched awake, clutching at the blankets that now rested around their waist. A cold sweat clung to their fear frozen, unmoving body.

The sudden loud banging of quick-moving footsteps spiked Y/N’s heartbeat again. The door swung open as Embry rushed into the room. His face was a mixture of concern and premature rage for whatever was disturbing his partner.

“Y/N/N, are you okay? What happened?”

Y/N released a shaky breath, “I’m… I’m okay. It was just a nightmare.”

The tense expression Embry had held dropped away and was replaced with a look of concern and sympathy. He settled down on the bed next to Y/N, he wrapped his arms around their shaking frame.

“Shh. Come here. It’s just a nightmare,” Embry whispered softly. He gently stroked Y/Ns hair, tenderly soothing his shaken imprint. “Do you want to tell me what happened?”

“I can’t remember what happened… I just remember that you, you died.” A few hot tears spilt down Y/Ns cheeks, “It felt so real.”

Embry shifted, pulling Y/N tighter against him, nuzzling their head against his own steady heartbeat. The steady rhythmic beating of his heart invited a wave of calm to wash over Y/N.

“Hear that? I’m alive. I’m right here,” Embry mumbled, “I promise nothing will take me away from you.”

Embry continued to affectionately play with Y/Ns hair. He listened to Y/N’s heartbeat smooth into a slow, regulated pattern as they started to slip into a peaceful sleep. He felt sleep tugging at him as well. Embry slipped his arms out from under Y/N’s still form, and he quietly moved from the bed.

“Embry,” Y/N mumbled sleepily, “I can't sleep, can I sleep with you in your room?”

A small smile formed on Embry’s lips. ”You don’t even need to ask.” He scooped up Y/N in his arms, before carrying them back to his own bed.

[babygirlbites]

The pack as dads ™

Jacob: chaotic good - lets the kids eat shit and can’t tie shoe laces

Sam: lawful good, bit boring, can’t have McDonald’s chips because ‘we’ve got some at home’ 🙃

Paul: surprisingly good quality parenting, football dad, can plait hair

Embry: tries his best, lost the kids, cries a lot, the kids love him anyway

Jared: the kind of dad that forgets his kids in the supermarket (every time)

Seth: funnest dad ever, lots of love, also sometimes forgets the kids but considerably less than Jared

Leah : the most protective parent around, nobody messes with lil Clearwater