A/N: Wow! This took a while to complete, but I really wanted this one to be something special!I really hope you guys like this Emmett x Reader, I took 3 different requests and fit them all in together. Tell me how you like it!
Requests: (#1)Could you please write an imagine on what it would be like to be mated to Emmett if the reader was really shy and/or socially awkward? How would Emmett act about it?
(#2) For the Emmett Cullen request, maybe something were the reader is very tiny and shy so he constantly flirts with her to get a reaction out of her?
(#3)Maybe an Emmett imagine where you’re new and mike won’t leave you alone and mike starts being really creepy and Emmett comes to your rescue ________________________________________________
When you’re a new student at a school you should expect to get attention. This is especially true in high school, when you think about it most of these people have known each other since they were in elementary school, so when someone new comes into the mix it is exciting. It had been a busy two weeks since I started my junior year at Forks public high school, the attention I received the first few days had worn off and I was no longer news. Except to Mike Newton.
Bruce sat in his desk inside the cave, worrying his head deep in his palms. He had you laid on the surgery table as you bled out you stitched all the while Alfred and Dick were trying to stitch you up again.
You had gotten severely hurt in a fight against Deathstroke and Bruce was forced to take you with him to the batcave. You two had been fighting alongside for a very long time now and he couldn’t just leave you there to bleed. It wasn’t moral. Plus he had that special feeling about you.
And indeed this special feelings was proven to be real. When they took your mask off to take care of you swollen eye Bruce’s breath hitched. You hadn’t changed a lot from when you were younger. Maybe your features were more mature but you were definitely his first love’s face. He was never wrong when it came to faces.
He was stunned, at least. How could he have not figure it all this time. You weren’t even covering all your features, not even your face. He should have known, he should have figured earlier. What if he lost you now that he was too late. Bruce knew that he was cursed to lose the people he loved. He was cursed to suffer. What he didn’t know though was if you’d be from the ones who’d come back.
No. Only his sons were strong enough to come back to life and punch death in the face. You weren’t unbeatable. And for what it seemed, right now you were weak.
Bruce just wanted to talk to you. He stood and watched your unconscious body once the other males left, caressing your face slowly with brushes of his fingers. He didn’t know why he still loved you. He was known to get hooked on feelings just because he couldn’t get through anything in his life. But he had never loved someone as much as he had loved you. You were his first love and as many people say, you never get over your first love.
Maybe because you were too kind to him all the time you two spent together, or because you were the most dazzling creature he had stumbled upon. Either way he was in love with you for so many years and he felt the fire in his heart warm up again as he watched you there, sleeping, looking so peaceful yet so pained and hurt.
Soon you’d hopefully wake up. Bruce would have to face your reaction to the revelation of his secret but he hoped, deep inside his heart that you were in love with him too.
“You looked around and suddenly, there was this dazzling creature looking like a wild-eyed doe prancing in the forest. Ah, that unique
lady. She’s what the Latin calls
sui generis. She’s the original, there are no more examples,
and there never will be.” —Billy Wilder on Audrey Hepburn during the filming of Love in the Afternoon (1957)
The woolly worm (also spelled “wooly worm”) is actually a caterpillar
or the larvae of the Isabella tiger moth. The tiger moth belongs to the
arctiidae family, which has 11,000 species of moths around the world.
The tiger moth is a beautiful creature with bright colors such as
scarlet, yellow, orange, and white and rich hues ranging from black to
beige. Equally as bright and beautiful, the woolly worm may have a burnt
orange color in the middle and it may be black on both ends. Some
woolly worms, however, are completely black or completely brown.
In some parts of the world, it is believed that the severity of the
winter can be predicted by the intensity of the black on the Isabella
tiger moth’s larvae (caterpillar). In the American Northeast, it is
believed that if the woolly worm has more brown on its body than black,
it will be a fair winter. If the woolly worm has more black than brown,
the winter will be harsh.
The furry woolly worm can be spotted during the fall months in great
numbers inching along the ground. While you will notice them in great
numbers during the fall months, the woolly worm actually has two life
cycles, so they can also be found inching around in June and July.
Woolly worms may look small, but these dazzling creatures have 13
segments and three sets of legs. They have tiny eyes, but they make
their way around mostly by feeling around and touching. Once the
woolly worm has found its home for the winter, it will create a natural
organic antifreeze that protects the interior of its cells. Everything
else will freeze, but the woolly worm will still survive. The antifreeze
protects the creature in freezing temperatures that can dip as low as
–90 degrees Fahrenheit. The wooly worm is also protected by shelter. It
chooses its places to hide wisely. It crawls under logs, boulders,
boards, rocks, and other dark places. The woolly worm will remain in its
“frozen” state until May, when it will emerge as a brilliantly colored
moth. Prior to settling in for the winter, the woolly worm will survive
by eating a variety of plants such as cabbage, spinach, grass, and
clover. And to protect itself from predators, the woolly worm will curl
up into a ball, exposing only its bristles, which can be quite
irritating to the skin.
Also called the “woolly bear,” mostly in New England and the
Midwestern United States, the woolly worm has a pretty good weather
prediction rate. Scientists would prefer not to acknowledge it, but the
woolly worm has a 80-85% accuracy rate for predicting the weather. The
worm has held its record for accuracy for more than 20 years.
If you want to see the woolly worm in action, don’t seek them out at
night. Remember, worms are nocturnal for the most part, not
caterpillars. The woolly worm is very active during the day. It is not
uncommon to spot them in groups of hundreds, all of them with one common
goal – to find a place to hide.
Caring for Woolly Worms ( Woolly Worm “Baskets”, Cages, or Containers are available at the festival)
According to Greg Stack, University of Illinois Extension Educator in
Horticulture, “Woolly bear caterpillars overwinter as larva. In the
late summer and fall they tend to prefer to feed on either violets or
the weed called lambs quarter so what you can do is provide it with
those things to feed on. They then start to look for a place to spend
the winter. The other requirement in order for this caterpillar to turn
into a moth is cold. The cage that you have would be best if it were
covered with some type of metal screen instead of fabric netting. The
reason for this is that the cage with the caterpillar inside will need
to be buried in the ground next to the foundation of the house and then
covered with leaf litter. It needs to be left there over the winter and
if in a fabric covered cage rodents might get inside and eat the
caterpillar. You can think about burying the cage when the weather
starts to get cold. Leave the cage in the ground until about late April
or Mid May. Dig it up and there should be a pupa inside which will
transform into a 1-2 inch white colored moth.”
“You looked around and suddenly, there was this dazzling creature looking like a wild-eyed doe prancing in the forest. Ah, that unique lady. She’s what the Latin calls sui generis. She’s the original, there are no more examples, and there never will be.” —Director Billy Wilder on Audrey Hepburn, Love in the Afternoon (1957)
My darling, you are captivating in the most brilliant of ways. Never have I seen a brighter star against the darkest hours we sit in stagnantly. My eyes have opened now, my darling, and are greeted with a dazzling creature. Perfection is no longer undefined.
“An exquisite grace, for beauty enhanced by ingenuousness is ineffable, and nothing is so adorable and so dazzling as an innocent creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise, without being concious of it.”
Some sketches of my head canon modern AU Cosette for Cosette Appreciation Week. I think she’d really like the classical lolita asthetic and look totally precious in it so I used that to inspire her outfits, along with some bits and pieces of her two dresses from the stage productions.
You may feel a bit of strain today as you try to figure out the best way to get to where you need to be. On the one hand, the happy approach calls for you to let loose, be courageous, and strike out with conviction toward the things that mean the most to you. On the other, a sense of duty holds you back. Take the best of both worlds. Come up with your own plan of attack.
Your romantic side is powerfully charged today. The more you tune into this side of your nature, the happier you'll be. One thing to watch out for, however, is that you keep at least one foot on the ground at all times. Make sure you have a stable platform of honesty and practicality from which to work. Without it, you'll be hard-pressed to take down walls and put in windows.
Attend to your duties today. There's a pronounced sense of the passage of time and feeling that the days are slipping quickly by. Make sure you fit love and romance somewhere into the equation. You may experience a bit of resistance in this department at first, but that indicates that this is an area you need to explore and ultimately feel more comfortable with.
Two different sides could be tugging at you. It may be that neither one is really making a strong case for pulling you one way or the other. Realize that adjustments may have to be made in order for you to fit in the scheme of things and fulfill your responsibilities. A close loved one may be distracting you in subtle ways. Try not to get too sidetracked if you can help it.
Tension may be a bit high in just about everyone and everything you encounter today. Some will feel a strong need for stability and discipline. Others may be calling for fun and carefree frivolity. You could be caught in the middle. The worst thing is that no side, including your own, is going to want to compromise. Try not to take things too seriously.
Remember that you were put here to have fun, and that happiness is your true destiny. Keep that in mind today, as forces may tend to pull you away from the fun you've been having. There is likely to be a sobering tone to the day that's stubbornly working to rain on your parade. Recognize the need for structure and stability, but don't let it bring you down.
You, of all people, will appreciate the need for structure and stability on a day like this. This practical energy could be taking some of the fun out of the equation. You may not recognize it at first, but if you aren't careful, the fun in your life could be chipped away little by little. Make sure you hold tight to the things that give your life passion and purpose.
Tension is apt to build to a high level if you aren't careful about how you use words. The tricky thing is that forces are going to try to push you and pull you in different ways. You may encourage a focus on the collective, while others worry only about themselves. Still another force calls for outdated remedies and traditional structures that no longer work for you. Blaze your own trail!
Take a look at what's going on around you today. Do some internal processing before you reach a conclusion about the best way to proceed. You may find that powerful forces are trying to win you over to one camp or another. Don't pigeonhole yourself into one way of doing things. Keep in mind that the best route is often a combination of several different paths.
Watch out for a little jolt in the action as someone close to you puts on the brakes in your relationship. Conflicts could arise based on a need for more structure and stability. The imbalance between having fun and taking care of practical matters is working to slowly destroy the good thing that you have going. Nip this problem in the bud as soon as possible.
Just when you thought you had everything planned out and working smoothly, love comes in and clogs up the works. Suddenly your attention is diverted and your concentration flies out the window as that dazzling creature catches your eye. This could be a good or a bad thing, depending on how you view the situation. Both aspects of your life are important. The key is finding a healthy balance between them.
Your heart is going pitty-pat, and you're tempted to escape to a romantic fantasyland in which you play the starring role. The bad news is that something could be trying to hold you back. It could be that responsibility is coming on the scene and reminding you that work needs to be done here in the real world before you can go off to your little fairytale world.
Cosette, in gaining the knowledge that she was beautiful, lost the grace of ignoring it. An exquisite grace, for beauty enhanced by ingenuousness is ineffable, and nothing is so adorable as a dazzling and innocent creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise with- out being conscious of it. But what she had lost in ingenuous grace, she gained in pensive and serious charm. Her whole person, permeated with the joy of youth, of innocence, and of beauty, breathed forth a splendid melancholy.
Despite the initial idea being that the film would be animated (because it is about the intergalactic adventures of a humanoid duck), Lucas insisted that the movie could be done live action, with dazzling special effects and creature construction from the same group of people who handled Star Wars and Indiana Jones. This normally would’ve been music to a producer’s ears, but the film in question was about a perpetually horny giant duck from space.
You see, despite its PG rating, Howard the Duck is weirdly sexual, with Lea Thompson being forced to make innuendo-laced conversation with a 2-foot-tall duck who is so stammeringly awkward about her obvious interest in him that I assume his fully erect duck penis must be an antlered, bone-crushing homunculus of arcane magic, and he dare not awaken it from its slumber. The movie also features Tim Robbins as a hang-gliding bumblefudge and Jeffrey Jones as an odious, horrifying alien, which must have been the most powerful challenge of his acting career. It’s like someone deliberately set out to make the worst George Lucas movie they could possibly think of as a goof, only George Lucas actually made it.
Cosette, in gaining the knowledge that she was beautiful, lost the grace of ignoring it. An exquisite grace, for beauty enhanced by ingenuousness is ineffable, and nothing is so adorable as a dazzling and innocent creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise without being conscious of it. But what she had lost in ingenuous grace, she gained in pensive and serious charm. Her whole person, permeated with the joy of youth, of innocence, and of beauty, breathed forth a splendid melancholy.
“Well, you’re so desperate to meet a guy, what’s wrong with trying it out?!”
I shrugged and asked her why she choose to download the app. I mean, she’s good looking enough and gets a fair amount of attention from men.
“Ehh, I’m just trying to make some new friends.”
For those of you who are technologically challenged (like me), or just behind on the latest online dating fads, Tinder is a new-ish relationship app that matches people based on their pictures. Going off location data, it gives you potential matches within your region, and it’s up to you to either swipe left or swipe right on their photo to approve or decline the person.
Swipe right, you find them attractive. Swipe left, you don’t. Moving on. Simple.
One you’ve swiped right, your picture is then sent to the potential in question. If they like what they see in return, BOOM, you have a match! From there on out, you’re allowed to start communicating with each other.
Yes, it really is as shallow as it sounds.
In Tinder’s defense–did I really just say that?– it doesn’t “have” to be used as some sketchy hook-up app. Just like Snapchat doesn’t “have” to be for vanishing sexts or Twitter “has” to be used for pointless debates (too late.)
I didn’t doubt that my friend was using the app for legitimate reasons to try and connect with a few new faces around town. If her motives were innocent, more power to her.
Then 24 hours went by.
And she got a match.
His name was Miguel. Or Raoul. Or Steven. Unimportant.
What WAS important, was that my friend had a date with him later that afternoon.
“I thought this was just a friendly experiment,” I asked confused.
“It was, until he thought I was cute!”
But isn’t that the point? Swipe right, hot, swipe left, not?
“Do you know anything about him?“
She smiled, “It says in his profile that he plays soccer and that he goes to church!”
Look out world. Match made in heaven coming through.
I shook my head. “Do you know anything other than that?”
“He thinks I’m pretty. What else matters?”
We live in a modern society that’s obsessed with beautiful things. You can sell anything as long as you make it look sexy enough, from sports cars to cheeseburgers. We are stimulated by attraction and confident in our turn-ons. Which is part of why it makes us feel so good when we find out somebody likes our face.
Now, you can’t get me wrong here. Physical attraction IS super important. We’re wired to desire people in a sexual manner. That’s not sin nature, that’s design. It’s a good thing to find your significant other good looking (I’d be concerned if you didn’t), but there is a fine line between allowing attraction to fuel our fire or add to it
And that’s really where the problem lies.
David Beckham was just named People Magazine’s “sexiest man of the year.”
Ironically enough, I was thinking about the whole “sexiest man” thing several weeks ago.
What happens when a new sexy man is crowned? Does that mean last year’s sexiest man isn’t sexy anymore, or is he just less sexy now and a sexier guy came along? Or do they stop being sexy altogether? AND WHY HAS BRAD PITT BEEN GIVEN THE TITLE LIKE EIGHTEEN TIMES?! HOW DOES HE KEEP BRINGING SEXY BACK?!
It’s all too complex for this right brain to understand.
It made me wonder how crazy it is how we can fall so far from sexual grace, so to speak. One minute, we can be the most dazzling creature on the planet, and the next, Mr. Posh Spice is stealing our crown and claiming his victory on a front page cover spread.
Culture instills the fear in us that we need to remain beautiful if we want to remain important. Sex doesn’t just sell anymore. It decides our worth.
Lately, I’ve been praying for a man who loves me when I’m ugly.
We’re talking bedhead, no eyeliner, ‘I just woke up and should probably throw a plastic bag over my face until I’ve had some coffee’ ugly.
I’m like every other single Christian girl who dreams of meeting a guy who thinks I’m gorgeous, but a shift in perspective has me asking for a guy who loves me even when I’m at my least attractive. Both inwardly and outwardly. A man who will still go after me even when we fight and I’m wrong, a man who will see me when I’m hungry and impatient and snap at the car in front of me for not driving faster, a man who will see past the lack of sleep and eyeliner and still be glad to call me his.
I want this, because it’s how Christ wants us.
We’re His bride, and we are a mess. We are divided and envious and prideful and easily angered and narcissistic and worried. We often blame Him more than we trust Him. We ask Him for more without even saying ‘thank you’ for the last thing He did.
There is no reason for Him to keep coming back to us. Yet He does. Because a good Groom doesn’t only love His bride when she’s all dolled up, He loves her even when she’s at her worst, her ugliest, her… un-sexiest.
Attraction in its purest state is the opposite of the swipe left gospel.
It didn’t work out between my friend and Tinder boy.
“There really wasn’t any chemistry,” she explained, “plus, he was late.”
“I met another guy though. He said I have beautiful eyes” she swooned. “I still think you should give it a try, you might find someone who likes you!”