Authors’s Note: This is pretty messy because I really needed something to be up- so here it is. Sorry for not posting been so busyyyyy. Lovessss xx
You went to the same school as the pack, you had easily became friends with Seth and that had drawn you to La Push. You were timid and shy, only speaking when spoken too and were use to keeping thoughts to yourself. People thought that you were so cute and innocent, a lot of people becoming protective of you.
One night you were invited to one of the campfires that the pack were doing. You easily gave in when Seth gave you puppy eyes and a little pout. “Cool! But uh wear something warm!” He said giving you a little cheeky smile before bouncing of to class.
Never in your life have you ever met Paul. You always heard Seth and Embry going on about him but you never questioned about it.
When you showed up, e/c eyes cast down your h/c hair covering your face as shifted from foot to foot. “Y/n! Seth told me you were coming.” You glanced up in surprise to see Embry who immediately wrapped you in a hug. You smiled up at him as Seth joined next to him,
“C’mon! The stories starting soon!” Seth chirped a massive smile on his face. You giggled when he grabbed you pulling you towards a log. “We’re just waiting for the others to show up.” Embry sat next to you, food somehow in his hand.
“What’s the story about?” You asked softly as you watched the fire, returning your eyes to Seth.
“Well it’s a legend between our tribe. Saying that we are descended form wolves.” Seth said, watching your face. You raised your eyebrows curious about it. He flicked your nose, “No spoilers for you.” You giggled rolling your eyes.
The sound of crunching leaves alerted you, you looked up to see a group of boys, with no tops on coming out the woods. A blush was on your face as you hid behind Seth’s arm. Embry noticed, as did Seth and started to giggle at your shy state.
“Don’t worry. They won’t bite.” Embry teased lowly to you. All you did was poke out your tongue. As your e/c eyes wandered back to them, they were shoving each other until your eyes landed on a pair of brown ones.
Paul was surprised to see a girl seated between Seth and Embry. He could obviously see how shy you were, just by they way you tried to hide behind Seth. “Awe look. Someones got a girlfriend.” Jared teased beside Paul, immediately getting shoved by Paul. Paul looked back up only to lock eyes with your pair of e/c eyes. He sucked in a breath, stepping back in surprise, eyes widening.
“Awe Paul has his imprint.” Jared teased shoving Paul forward who immediately shoved him back. “Quit it!”
Your eyes widen in surprise. There was a tug pulling at your heart. A tingly sensation coming over you as Seth and Embry watched you with knowing eyes.
Seth and Embry eyed each other and nodded.
Months later you and Paul had grown closer. So close that he and the pack revealed their secret to you; shifters. It took a while for you to take complete hold of the situation but then on out- everything was good.
Everyone knew about you and Paul getting closer, everyone trying to warn you that he was no good. He’s a hot-headed, violent person and can hurt you easily. This was mostly from people at school and from a few of the pack members.
Again you heard it. Seth wanted to hang out but you were hanging out with Paul in the woods, “I’m sorry Seth… But we can hang out tomorrow?” Your voice was soft, you e/c eyes peering up at his brown pair that seemed a little bit hurt.
“N-no. T-that’s okay…” He walked away before you could say anything, a coat of guilt covered you and your heart started to throb.
You soon started to listen. Everyone was telling you to keep your distance, so you did. You even stopped going to La Push. Only hanging out with Seth, Leah and Embry.
Guilt still ran through you, you hadn’t even warned Paul and that’s what made it worse. At school you had seen him get angered more easily, get into fights, all the while people were telling you had done the right thing. But it didn’t feel like it.
As you sat at your desk away from Paul who was staring you down, you placed in your earphones even though your phone was dead, just so it was a sign of, please don’t talk to me. A pair of girls sat beside you,
“Oh my gosh. Did you see Paul? How he beat up that poor boy?”
“Girl, yes! He’s fucking crazy.”
You glanced over at Paul who’s, fists were clenched. The girls tried to seem quite but he heard and you knew he did.
You couldn’t take it after hearing a certain comment,
“Good Y/n leaving him.” Anger boiled in you when she said that.
Ripping out your headphones, slipping out your seat, you glared at the two girls who were shocked at your outbursts, everyone was. You weren’t like that. Always calm and collected. But they had pushed it.
Stomping towards Paul who also sported a shocked face, you grabbed it and smashed your lips against his. Everyone gasping in surprise.
He kissed back immediately, a smirk against your lips.”I’m sorry,” you muttered drawing back from him, “about everything I put you through. That I listened to what they all said…”
Instead of saying anything else, he dragged you out the room, grabbing your bag in the process, as soon as you both were hidden in the woods. He turned to you and picked you up into a kiss.
Sweet and long with so much want.
“I missed you. God I fucking missed you.” He sighed, nuzzling your cheek.
Wrapped into each others warmth you realized something, “Paul my grades! Paul the rumors!” You panicked bouncing in his arms. He groaned as you tried to climb out his grip.
“I thought we were having a moment!”
“I thought I wanted a good school history!”
“It’s just one period!” He whined. You shifted to look at him with a pout. A roll of his eyes, “fine. But you owe me a lot of time.” A smirking plastering his face, sending a wink to you. “Lucky for you…It’s Friday.”
John Paul Jones writing the poem in Latin while at sea is significant because 98% of the time, the people on a ship are uneducated. No man in their right mind really wants to sail (notice I say man. Many boys would take to the seas when they’re 13 or younger as apprentices and cabin boys because they still romanticize it and have not yet realized the horrors of a life at sea). Most people become sailors because it’s the only option left to them, because they’re greedy enough to risk their lives for cash, or they have ambition. So, in most cases, the only man on the ship who is educated is the captain (and often their education is limited as well). The rest of the men on the ship have basic learning at best and they most definitely never learned classic languages like Latin or Greek. So, Jones wrote a bisexual poem in Latin that no one else on his ship could read and, if discovered, would only be gibberish to whoever found it.
Some Ship Flags for you: 1. Washington’s Cruisers/Washington’s Navy flag 2. The Gadsden Flag, First flag used by Sea-Going Soldiers in the Revolution 3. Colonial Merchant flag, later evolved into the First Continental Navy flag 4. One of many examples of American Privateer flags, this one from the Reprisal 5. John Paul Jones' Serapis Flag 6. John Barry’s Alliance Flag
So I watched the new preview of episode 10 of Star Trek Discovery and I’m all for that what happens if you go to far-hubris-shit don’t get me wrong. But why can’t Stamets and Culber be fucking happy together? They just can’t tease us with that happy love shit and then let Stamets push Culber through the whole fucking room in the preview because he’s under some weird mushroom influence? How mean is that? I just want some happy space couples! Btw can I hug Tyler for like forever?