looking-at-your-crush

Do you ever look at your crush, bias, or someone you really admire and think, “I may never end up with you, but I hope you can find someone who gives you more joy and love and comfort than I ever will”?

Crushes...

How long do you have before whoever you’re crushing on is a lost cause if they don’t already like you back?
••• Look at your crushes signs •••


Cardinal Signs (Check Sun, Moon, Venus, Mars and 7th)
• Aries: Decides the moment they meet you if they like you, but they may also change their mind later… like after you guys fuck 🙃. Confuses love with lust, so watch out.
• Cancer: Decides after 30 years. You’ve gotta be determined as hell… but ultimately, if you give them attention and make them feel loved.. it’s in the bag. However, if they’re given reason to distrust you before liking you, you’re 100% out. Usually doesn’t go for people who they believe to be “higher” than they are, so if you’re the Jock going after the shy Cancer Venus girl, she’s not gonna believe your motives are pure for shit. Go hit a Pisces Venus up with that ish.
• Libra: Changes their mind often. Can easily be deterred. Often will like someone JUST cause they like them back. Like Cancer, these people tend to love due to the attention.
• Capricorn: Either likes you or doesn’t. Meets you and immediately tags you as smash or pass. After that, it’s all about how you speak to their soul. They’re the type that’ll fuck you on the first date but won’t kiss you in public until they decide you’re trustworthy and have shit going for you – or you’re worth their time. Likes people who will boost their status more, whether they’re attractive or know lots of people.

Fixed Signs:
• Taurus: They’ll take a long time to decide, but the moment they do, they’re dead set. They’ll go after you until the end of time. “Fling” isn’t in their vocabulary.
• Leo: Like Cancer and Libra, these people thrive off of attention, and will often start liking you simply due to the attention given to them. However, they also desire the social ranking, attractiveness, and positivity in a partner, much like Capricorn. They want to know they’ll not only be treated like a Queen, but will become closer to being one as well.
•Scorpio: They meet you: Smash or Pass. They’ll chase you, so often enough you don’t have to worry about it. Sexual as shit and generally flirtatious, it can be hard to know if you’re the “one” they’re talking to. They often chase several people at once. If you want them, challenge them.
•Aquarius: Appeal to their mind. Good conversation is key. Listen. Prove you care about people. Prove you’re intelligent. First impressions aren’t everything, but they sure do help. Adventures, fun-loving. These people are the definition of “idrc about looks…”

Mutable Signs:
• Gemini: Look at Aquarius. It’s the same. However, communication is more key than people. They want to be with someone they can learn from. Teach them. Let them teach you. If there is no learning, there is no love.
• Virgo: Same as Gemini, except with Aquarius’s love of people and without their acceptance of anyone and everyone. If you have no future, they don’t fwu. They need attractive people, like Capricorn.
• Sagittarius: Aquarius to a T. Also needs someone creative and willing to get fucked up with them, tbh.
• Pisces: Appeal to their creativity. Make them feel special. They love attention but love support even more. Often, just by loving them they love you… however, their high expectations can cause problems when you don’t live up to them… Prince(ss) Charming is hard to obtain, so good thing she/he thinks everyone they meet is him/her.

things that make me happy
  • the perfect hue of the ocean
  • nice comments on my posts (although i cry)
  • when people notice your tiny quirky earrings
  • chocolate brown eyes
  • storm grey eyes
  • sea blue eyes
  • sky blue eyes
  • river green eyes
  • grass green eyes
  • hazel eyes when they shimmer 
  • eYES
  • freckles (and constellations lol)
  • people with red hair wearing the perfect green to compliment them
  • dark skin people in gold (especially those temporary tattoo things)
  • FLOWER CROWNS
  • being tagged in cute things
  • uncontrollable laughter
  • aesthetic boards
  • DAISIES
  • pretty wild flowers in general
  • bare feet being licked by the ocean
  • pretty notes
  • fineliiner pens
  • STAR WARS
  • “Can you move your seat up?”
  • the sound of my mum singing
  • new boots
  • dresses that you feel great in
  • escape through books and films and tv
  • the sound of waves lapping against the side of the boat
  • malteasers
  • chocolate
  • the colour purple
  • fingers rubbing against the back of your hand - tracing patterns
  • the cute little “look down laugh” smile your crush/significant other does
  • FUN SOCKS
  • DODIE CLARK
  • the perfectly shaped ringlets in natural curls
  • notebooks
  • fandom necklaces
  • finding someone in the same fandom as you
  • hitting it off with someone
  • comfortable silences with someone you can trust
  • dog paws
  • cat paws
  • anIMALS
  • the ocean
  • the stars
  • the wind
  • forests
  • the grass
  • flowers
  • people talking in their native language
  • when people are passionate and their eyes light up
  • the giddy feeling in your chest from liking someone
  • figuring yourself out
  • frozen fruit
  • fresh fruit
  • fruit
  • seeing you have a new follower AND IT’S NOT A PORN BLOG
  • “Are you kidding me I’m blind!”
No eyes for you. 01

Originally posted by kookies-for-taehyung

Jimin x reader

Gender: Male x Female
Genre: Highschool/college au, angst, fluff, smut.
Warning: -
Word count: 1989 words

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Summary: Having a crush on your best friend’s sister was already hard enough for Jimin especially when Jungkook made clear his sister was off limits. The idea of his older sister dating on of his friends made him feel sick. Lucky for him he didn’t have to worry about that since Y/N made clear that she didn’t have eyes for high schoolers no matter what.  
But things might change when he hears his named being moaned out in the shower.


“Can you believe him?” Y/N half-yelled. 

“Would you be mad if I said I did?” Y/N locked eyes with the black haired driver, despite the situation he looked like he was having fun

“I would explode, Yoseob.” She said in a joking manner, only Yoseob was sure it would happen.
Turning his attention back on the road. “You should go in here.” Y/N pointed towards the left at the upcoming interchange, Yoseob was no stranger to Y/N’s house but the way there was still a blur for him. Nodding Yoseob turned on his signal light indicating to whoever was still on the road at 2 in the morning that he was going left.

Once the highway turned into a residential area it wasn’t soon until both Y/N and Yoseob heard the faint sound of music blasting into the night. The two of them let out a disappointed sigh.
“Kids these days.” Y/N mumbled “and one of them is your little brother.”
“Ha ha, not funny Yoseob.” Yoseob couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, but that lasted only for a few seconds. Turning around the corner the two were greeted with flashing red and blue lights and a bunch of teenagers running into different directions. One of them having a familiar red jacket on that failed to escape the grasp of the police. “For the love of-” Within the blink of an eye Y/N was out the black SUV and marched her way towards the police who were pushing her little brother against their car with force. “Hey excuse me!” She yelled out earning the attention of the two agents along with her brother who looked both relieved and afraid.

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anonymous asked:

hey i saw u reblog the alex x reader au today and if you want to id love to see a sequel to that maybe w scott finding out or like a secret relationship or scott finding out about the secret relationship ;;)))) thanks in advance!!! ps i love ur writing and you you are a goddess among us

Alex Summers + best friend’s older brother au [refer to this drabble]

A/N: okay so like if i’m being realistic with myself the odds of me ever actually writing this out properly: slim to fucking none because this has been sitting in my inbox for months BUT I can provide you with the full out headcanons of how it all came to be in the first place. so. (hey @kurtwxgners@mvximoff@rax-writes@paperclipmac have some alex stuff) (sidenote: karley we should revisit this au sometime bc its a good one [eyes emoji])

nsfwish? almost? idk there’s like? heavy making out at the end? idk?

  • You’ve been best friends with Scott since forever because your parents were friends so it just kind of happened
  • As a result of this, you’ve also been around Alex since forever because you were always at the Summers house
  • You’ve also had a lowkey crush on Alex since you started to think boys maybe weren’t so gross after all
  • It stayed pretty lowkey, till the summer before junior year, but you didn’t make a thing about it because 1) you figured it would make shit weird and 2) you figured out that Alex was planning to go abroad for his senior year so why would you intentionally bring it up when he’s about to leave
  • Alex found an exchange to go on and did his senior year abroad and you went through junior year being Scott’s best friend like nothing had changed because nothing really had changed and not seeing Alex for the year made your crush kind of hibernate
  • Then during the summer after he finished high school and the one right before your senior year, he found a work placement and worked the entire summer, earning money, and you see him like once or twice but mostly he’s living with a new friend Sean a town over
  • You don’t really see him again till he’s home on his first break from college and damn he looks so much better than you remember him looking and your crush is definitely back in full fucking force
  • You don’t know it, but the first time he sees you when he’s back, he’s actually breathless, because you’re older, and more confident and so, so beautiful and he’s pretty sure he must’ve been fucking blind or something, because there’s no way you weren’t gorgeous before if you’re this goddamn stunning now
  • Do you spend a lot more time at Scott’s house now that Alex is back than you would otherwise? Maybe. You’re pretty sure Scott doesn’t notice anything unusual though, and if he does, he definitely doesn’t know why
  • You drove over to the Summer’s house one Friday night to go over some SAT stuff, and a torrential fucking rainstorm comes while you’re there
  • Your mum calls you and tells you that she really doesn’t want you driving in weather as bad as this, and she can come and pick you up, or you can stay there if it’s alright with the Summers’
  • Of course you’d rather stay there, because then you won’t need to come back to pick up the car later, so you tell her not to worry, you’ll stay over
  • Scott just nods when you tell him you’re staying over and just reminds you where the extra sheets and pillows are for the couch before tossing you an old shirt and a pair of sweatpants for you to sleep in
  • You give up on trying to go directly to sleep at about 1am so you go to the kitchen to get a glass of water or something and immediately regret your decision because Alex is in the kitchen in a thin, faded, fraying flannel shirt and sweat pants slung dangerously low on his hips, and his longish hair is yanked back in a messy bun and you feel like a fucking idiot because he looks like he’s just about to go to bed and just looking at him like this makes your knees weak
  • He sees you in one of his old shirts (it used to be his, then it got passed on to Scott, who never wore it, so he basically still thinks of it as his shirt) and some sweats and no makeup and you’re not at all put together or tidy, but he’s positive you’ve never looked better, because if he doesn’t think too hard you look like you just climbed out of his bed and the idea is more than a little dizzying
  • “oh, shit, hey Alex. I-thought the kitchen was-” “empty? I mean it is the middle of the night, that’d be the reasonable assumption.” “Yeah. Well.” “Well.”
  • Neither of you is really sure how you managed to get through the interaction unscathed, but by the end of it, you’re both sitting on the couch watching shitty national geographic re runs and laughing at Alex’s shittier jokes, and each time one of you gets up or leans forwards, or really shifts at all, you both gravitate almost unconsciously towards the other
  • You’re not quite sure just how it happened, but you’re tucked neatly under his arm, leaning into his side, and you’re tipping your head back, laughing at another one of his ridiculous puns, and suddenly he’s kissing you, almost hesitantly, and his lips are soft and warm and you want more, but just as quickly as the kiss began, it’s over
  • “Shit, I’m so sorry-that was-I shouldn’t’ve-” he stammers, and you’ve never seen him look so startled or unsure in your life, but you don’t want him to apologise, you want him to kiss you again, so you reach out to grab the front of his shirt and yank his lips back to yours
  • Alex doesn’t need any more encouragement than that, the arm round your shoulders tightening to pull you in closer to him, his mouth pressing against yours with more force than previously
  • One of your arms comes up to wrap around his neck as you shift closer still, and he pulls away again, breathing hard
  • “Are you sure you-I mean you’re Scott’s best friend-we probably shouldn’t-” he tries again, but you’ve never heard anyone sound less convincing in your life, so you just tilt your head to kiss along the sharp line of his jaw and the tempting column of his throat, feeling immensely satisfied when you feel the hitch in his breath as your lips brush softly over his pulse
  • “I’ll stop if you want me to,” You murmur, punctuating each word with a press of your mouth and he lets out a low, strained chuckle
  • “That’s not fighting fair and you know it, beautiful,” he breathes, and the term of endearment makes your head spin, even as you wind your arms around his neck
  • “Good,” you whisper back before pulling him in to kiss him again, one of your hands sliding into his hair, pushing the hair tie out and tangling in it as it falls out of the bun he had yanked it back into
  • You’re in his lap now, his arms tightly around you, hands gripping your hips, keeping you so close you can feel his heart thudding in his chest, and the kiss is hot and insistent and it makes you a little giddy because yeah, you’ve kissed people before but it’s never felt like this and as his tongue slides against yours, you let out an involuntary gasp, your hand reflexively tugging back on his hair and Alex actually moans into your mouth
  • “Fuck, babygirl, give a guy some warning,” he groans, low and shuddering and muffled by your skin, and you can feel him starting to get a hard on, and knowing he wants you is gratifying and scary and thrilling, and as he bites down lightly on you lower lip, you tentatively reach a hand down to palm him through his sweats
  • The moan he lets out is electrifying, needy and wanting and this is starting to lead into uncharted territory for you but you’ve never wanted anyone more than you want him
  • But then he pulls away from you a little and you freeze up in panic and hurt and confusion, because you’re pretty sure you weren’t misreading the signals, but you don’t say anything you just look away, rubbing uncomfortably at your temples and doing your best not to tear up, because you already feel stupid and you really don’t want to make more of a fool of yourself than you already have
  • Suddenly, one of Alex’s hands is reaching out, cupping your cheek and gently forcing you to look at him. He leans in and kisses you softly, his thumb brushing soothingly across your cheekbone as he draws back, a small, reassuring smile on his lips
  • “I’m sorry, beautiful, I didn’t mean-” he starts, voice gentle. “It’s not that I don’t want to. I do, god I really do. But I-I like you. Have for a while. I want to do this right. I don’t want to screw up,” he explains, and he sounds almost nervous, like he’s not sure whether this is something you want and he looks so uncertain, so uncharacteristically vulnerable that you kiss him again, moving in to tuck yourself against his side once more, and you can feel the tension go out of his body as he kisses you back gently, his arm going around you again.

darthmagic  asked:

“Is that my shirt?” + sterek? :)

Early morning classes were the bane of Stiles’ existence. He had been spoiled his first semester by only have classes that started after 10. It was only the second week of his second semester of college and he already knew he was going to be permanently exhausted. 

He rolled out of bed twenty-five minutes before class started, pulling on the nearest pair of pants and shirt he could find before he stumbled sleepily out of his dorm. 

If he had been more awake he might have looked at the shirt he was wearing, if he hadn’t kept the light off to avoid waking his roommate he might have seen the pants he had pulled on, if he and Derek didn’t leave their clothes strewn about the floor he might have put on different clothes, but he didn’t.

That was another reason he hated his early morning classes, he didn’t see as much of Derek as he used to. Last semester they had gone to breakfast together most mornings and studied together at night, now they only had the study time. He missed seeing Derek’s bedhead and sleepy smile. 

 “Dude your pants are a little tighter than usual,” Isaac said as they walked from their 8 am English lecture to the coffee shop nearby, “Trying to impress someone?”

“They might be Derek’s,” Stiles said, scratching his head awkwardly. They had felt a little tight, but he chalked it up to the freshman 15. 

“Finally got into his pants then?” Isaac asked and Stiles shoved him, “Aw don’t be like that, we all know you’re pining.”

“I’m not pining,” Stiles muttered, pushing ahead of Isaac and walking into the shop. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Derek standing at the counter, Stiles terrible orange and blue shirt stretched tight across his shoulders and back. 

“Is that my shirt?” Stiles asked, voice a little higher than normal.

Derek looked back at them and then down at himself, “I thought it was a little tight. Is that my shirt? And my pants?”

“Uh.. yes?”

“You two are both idiots,” Isaac said, stepping up to the counter and leaving them standing together.

“I - it looks good on you,” Derek said, “Sorry I’m stretching yours.”

“It looks better on you,” Stiles said giving Derek a soft smile, “But sorry for wearing your shirt, and pants.”

“It’s not how I pictured getting you into my pants,” Derek muttered, then his ears turned red and his eyes went wide, “I mean, sorry. I didn’t want this to be weird.”

“You don’t have to make fun of my crush dude, I’m getting over it,” Stiles said, looking down. 

“Your crush? I’m the one with a crush,” Derek said and that made Stiles look up. 

“This might be a terrible idea,” Stiles said, and then he grabbed Derek by a belt loop and pulled him closer before kissing him soundly on the lips. 

Derek kissed him back but too soon he pulled away, “Why would that be a terrible idea?”

“Honestly? I thought you might punch me,” Stiles said with a laugh. 

“Then why’d you do it?”

“I figured it might be my only chance,” Stiles said honestly, running his thumb over Derek’s lip gently. 

“Definitely not your only chance,” Derek said with a smile that made Stiles stomach swoop. 

“Get the fuck out of here, you guys make me sick,” Isaac said, but he was smiling. He had been pushing Stiles to make a move for months now. 

“How about we go get you out of my pants?” Derek asked and Stiles laughed. 

“How about you get into mine?” Stiles said as they walked out of the coffee shop. Derek look his hand hesitantly and Stiles laced his fingers through, he had never been more grateful for early morning classes. 

A new wolf

Originally posted by forevertry79

Part one- Just one look
Part two - Learning to trust
Part three - Living with the bond

Words: 3,794
Embry Call x Reader

This part features a OC.


If you had to pick a favourite thing about your wolf boyfriend it was that he was so warm and comfy that you could nap cuddled up against him for hours but, unfortunately, right now he needed you to remain awake. You sighed and cuddled up against his chest as you let the new information wash over you, he rubbed your back with his massive hand as you both lay on his bed. He kissed the top of your head as you idly gazed out into the hallway, his mum’s rule was that if you were around the bedroom door always had to be open, she wasn’t in but in all honestly you felt a bit more comfortable with it open. You’d not discussed being intimate with Embry, and right now wasn’t the time, so you hid behind the open door and his mother’s rules.

“You know, she’ll be loving the attention.” You mumbled after a moment of silence and beneath your head Embry’s chest rumbled in agreement.
“Jacobs in bits over the whole thing.” Embry told you, “He can’t believe that she chose the leech over him.”
“I can’t believe it either if I’m honest.” You told him.
“I thought that you were over your thing for Jacob.” Embry teased you and squeezed your arm playfully, you managed a small smile but even Embry couldn’t cheer you up after the news that he’d given you.

A vampire army was coming to Forks. Yeah, vampire army. And Jacob was worried about his love life.

“When did my life get so complicated?” You sighed and started to draw patterns with your finger over Embry’s chest.
He caught your hand and brought it up to his lips so that he could kiss the back of your hand, “I’m guessing when you met me?” he offered.
You sat up and looked down at him, since getting over your initial awkwardness about the imprint you’d not seen him look so unsure of himself. Your stomach flipped at the self-annoyance in his voice, you leaned down and brushed your lips against his before smirking and mumbled against his lips, “Yes you ruined my life, you stupid mutt.”
It took him a whole second to register the humour in your voice and in the next second he’d whipped a pillow from under his own head and hit you around the head with it. You let out a yelp of indignation as you play fought on his bed, his large hands finding your sides and tickling you. In a rush to escape his tickling torture you threw yourself to the side and as you began to fall off of his bed he caught you and fell with you so that you landed atop him in a pile of limbs and bedding.

He was laughing the ridiculous barking laugh that he did when he found something way too funny, the one that you found so adorable no matter who much the rest of the pack mocked it. That was Embry’s unabashed joy, how could you not like it? Your laughing soon joined him and you dropped yourself down on the floor beside him, laughing and enjoying life as you knew it before the forces of darkness descended upon Forks.
His warm hand found yours as you lay there. He faced you, his mop of hair sticking out from your fighting, “How can you make me laugh when all the worlds going to shit?”
You dramatically batted your eyelashes, “Because I’m the best imprint ever?”
You got a pillow in the face again for that one.

——

After each imprint had been told individually about the looming threat, you were all invited over to Emily and Sam’s to discuss what it meant for the pack. Sam took centre stage, as Alpha, and the pack sat with the imprints in a circle around him. Embry had bundled you into his lap but you were sure to give Jacob a hug on the way in, he needed to know that he wasn’t alone.
“So, you all know that Forks is in danger.” Sam started, Paul opened his mouth to make a comment but Leah clamped her hand over his mouth and Sam continued, “There’s no way to sugar coat it, we have decided to fight alongside the Cullen’s to eradicate the Leeches.”

A thick silence fell over you all, no one expected you be the one to puncture it, “Fuck off.”
Everyone’s gaze snapped to you, eyebrows up, mouths open.
Embry wrapped his arms tighter around you. Sam, to his credit, wasn’t mad. His face was full of all the understanding that it took for him to control his hormone fuelled wolves on a daily basis, “Y/N I know that it’s come as a shock and that you’re probably scared but you’re a smart girl. Think about it logically, we have to stand and fight or a lot of people could die.”

“Yeah people like you,” You argued, your hands were holding onto Embry’s arms around your waist, “But I’m sure I’ll be comforted by my logic when you’re all dead.”
Embry shh’d you slightly, not to silence you but because it was all he could think to do to help calm you. Sam looked around the room, once glance at the imprints was all it took for him to know that they agreed with you. But there was nothing that they could do to change it.

Sam came to over to where you and Embry were sat and crouched down so that he was in your eye line. You wiped furiously at your eyes that were spilling tears without your permission. Embry kissed your temple again, his chest rumbling at Sam’s closeness to your while you were upset.


“Y/N, none of us wanted this. If it was up to us we’d let the leeches rip each other apart and that would be that but you and I both know that’s not how it would end.” Sam implored, his patience shining through again, he didn’t want to see you upset but this had to happen.
He continued, “I never woke up and thought that I’d like to be a wolf, never mind in charge of these idiots,” Some of the pack elbowed each other, “Buts it’s my life now and I love it and I will protect it and everyone that I love. If they descend on us and we do nothing than everyone in Forks and La Push will die.”

You let his words settle over you, you’d always quite liked Sam, he’d never had a choice in how his life had turned out but always seemed to try to be firm but fair as he dealt with the boys. You turned in Embry’s lap so that you were facing your boyfriend and instantly he was wiping tears from your cheeks and kissing where they’d trailed.
“Do you think that you can do this?” You asked him, your voice was thick with trying not to cry.
He ran his hand threw his hair and gave you a lopsided grin that screamed confidence, “It’s kind of what we do babe.”
You took in a deep, shuddery breath before looking over at Kim and Emily to make sure they agreed with you before asking, “So what do you need from us?”

—-

The list of rules that the pack had given you was ridiculous. The biggest annoyance that it caused you was the fact that no imprint was allowed to be alone at any time. You gained a furry escort everywhere, even when you slept you knew that the guard changed over the course of the night.
Today you were supposed to be under house arrest while the pack went to ‘train’ with the Cullens, they’d called it that so that you wouldn’t worry but you’d already threatened Embry not to start trouble with Emmett and to be careful or you’d shave him the next time you saw him as a wolf. And you’d meant to keep your promise to them to be somewhere where you could be protected at all times, you really had.

But the world seemed to have different plans for you.

Life could change in an instant; you knew that better than most. One look from your crushes best friend and you’d found the love of your life. Your literal mate.  Not that you’d been too keen on the connection at first, dreamy dimples or no dreamy dimples, but now you couldn’t see yourself without Embry.
You had intended to keep your promise not to wonder of on unattended but when your car gets run off of the road and into the woodlands by a monstrous ball of fur, you don’t really get much of a say. Well c’mon, that can’t be your fault. You’d stumbled from your car, uninjured but dazed. You were thanking your lucky stars that you were safe when you the thought of random moments effecting your life.

Somehow, for some reason, you knew that the injured wolf at your feet would be one of these instances. You tried not to panic but it was hard, it bubbled up in your instantly as a survival instinct. This wolf wasn’t part of the pack that much you knew because the back was with the Cullens. You couldn’t repress the shudder at your situation.
The pack was working with the Cullens, you were left unattended while a new army of the undead made their way to town and you’d found yourself the new keeper of an injured unknown wolf. You took a tentative step towards it, its dark eye snapped open and watched you. You jumped back, the fear that you’d had when you first learned of Embry now fresh. The wolf’s breathing was laboured, its chest heaving up and down.  Its eyes rolled back and he stopped looking at you.

Fuck. Fuck fuckitty fuck.

Well what were you supposed to do now?

Its side was bleeding profusely and you could tell by the deep gashes along his ribs that your car hadn’t done that. Shaking, you slipped your jumper from your shoulders and pushed it down onto the gashes.
What where you supposed to do?
How far away was the pack?
Would they hear you if you called or would the thing that had attacked this wolf hear you?
You pulled your phone from your jeans pocket and dialled one of the only people outside of the pack who could help you, “Billy? Billy I found a wolf.”

Through the combined effort of you, Billy and Sue, somehow you weren’t surprised to find that she knew about the pack, you had gotten the wolf into Sue’s truck and taken him back to Sue’s house and laid him across Seth’s bed.
You explained everything that you could to them, it had all happened so fast. Billy took you to one side in the hallway while Sue ventured into the edge of the woods in the hopes of catching the pack before they panicked at the scent of another wolf in the area.
Billy pulled you to one side in the hallway, “Look Embry loves you but he may react out of instinct to this new wolf. He’s just worried about you, remember that.”
“He wouldn’t hurt me.” You told him with absolute certainly.
“I know that.” Billy said, “But that doesn’t mean that he won’t hurt that wolf in there. We don’t want you getting hurt by accident.”

Almost as soon as the words where said the door crashed open and after a stampede of footsteps you were knocked off of your feet and into the warm arms of your frantic boyfriend.
He dropped to his knees, still holding you close to his chest and held you still for a moment.

Was he sniffing you?

“Did he touch you?” His voice rasped in your ear. It took you a moment of squirming in his arms to be able to face him, “No just my car. I think it was an accident though, I touched him to put my jumper on his ribs.” You explained and his shoulders deflated slightly as he breathed a sigh of relief.  More sets of footprints crashed into the hallway behind you, the rest of the pack must have caught up.
Quil was bent over, his hands on his knees as he huffed, “Jesus, I’ve never seen Embry move that fast.”
Sam was straight down to business, “What do we know?”
Billy answered him, “His wounds are starting to heal now that he’s able to rest. He’s transformed back into his human form but he’s not regained consciousness yet.”

Sam turned his attention to you, “What happened Y/N?”
“I was driving to your place when my truck got taken off of the road,” Embry growled at this but you continued, “I took my jumper off to hold it to his wounds and phoned Billy. I –” You stopped.
“What is it?” Paul encouraged you.
“Okay so this is going to sound weird but I felt like I had to help that guy.” You patted Embry’s arm as he tightened his grip on you, “I felt like I had to. I can’t explain it.”
The guys shared a look before glancing at Embry. Your boyfriend was clearly annoyed at your strong desire to save another man but for now he was content just to hold onto you after the fear of scenting an unfamiliar wolf and dealing with the Cullens all afternoon.

A noise at Seth’s bedroom door snatched everyone’s attention as the door opened and the wolf shuffled out in his human form, a towel around his waist to hide his modesty. He was easily as tall as Paul and had the same tanned skin and taut psyche as the pack. He looked  as old, if not older, than Sam and his black hair stuck up in all directions.
Sam stood proud in front of his pack, the alpha in charge, he started simply, “What’s your name?”
“Cade.” The words came out hard and twisted from exhaustion before he looked around and his eyes found yours, “Thank you for saving me.”
“You’re welcome.” You squeaked out from your boyfriend-fortress. Cade took a step towards you and Embry growled at him and Jake and Paul stopped his path.
“Move.” Cade told them and Paul pushed the injured wolf back with one large hand.
“No.” Paul snapped, “What do you want with my sister? You ran her off the road. You could have killed her.” He snarled and out of your peripheral you noticed Seth guiding Billy and Sue out of the line of fire.

“You’re not related, she doesn’t smell of you.” Cade said simply.
Paul’s face flushed with anger but you cut him off by asking, “What is it that you want?”
“I don’t know.” Cade answered honestly with a shrug, “I’d just got away from the new-borns then I smelt you. There’s something about your smell, I had to come and find you.”
“She’s my imprint.” Embry snarled, you could feel him starting to shake against you and you tried to calm him.

“I know,” Cade told him before pushing his hands into his hair, he looked distraught, “But the smell, you don’t understand, it’s driving me insane.” He looked at the guys, “Can’t any of you smell it?!”


They were shaking their heads when downstairs the door slammed opened and Leah was coming up the hallway, “What the fuck is going on in my house? Where’s Y/N? And what’s that sm-”
She stopped short when she noticed Cade for the first time and he turned to face her. They locked eyes and forgot about everyone else.
“Did they just -?” You whispered to Embry.
He nodded and as his whole posture relaxed he dropped back against the wall bringing you into his lap, “He must have smelt Leah on you. The smell of his mate nearby with the threat of the new-borns must have driven him insane.”
“Does this mean we can’t kick his ass?” Paul asked.
“I’ve not decided yet.” Sam grumbled as they watched Leah and Cade stare at each other in the hallway, they’d not moved yet.
Seth’s face was split into a massive grin, he nudged you with his knee as he stood beside where you sat, “Maybe your imprint to Embry gave you a better link to the pack? That’s why you knew that you had to help him? I don’t understand the whole mating link but Leah’s gonna be happy, that’s all I care about.”
“That’s if she remembers how to talk.” Quil quipped.

Leah was the one to make the first move, that’s if you can call launching herself into his arms a move. The motion knocked him back and they fell into Seth’s room, the door slamming shut behind them.
Seth’s grin dropped and he whimpered, “My room.”

Sam straightened his shoulders, “We need to have a vote about if he can join our pack.” He made a move for Seth’s door but you were quicker. You jumped in front of the door and held your arms out on either side to stop Sam.
“Sam, don’t you think after everything that Leah had to go through with you and Emily and then her Dad that she deserves this moment?” You implored, “Do your serious pack stuff later. Think about how protective you are of Emily, and Jared of Kim, and Embry of me. I wouldn’t want to get in the way of two wolves with the imprint, would you?”

Sam considered it for a moment, he had totally destroyed Leah with his relationship with Emily, he knew that. He nodded, “They have tonight but tomorrow we have to talk about the outsider.” Sam spoke loudly so that they would hear him through the door but you could hear clothing ripping from inside the room and doubted that they were paying attention to Sam.

—–

The next morning Leah was PISSED.

She had met with you that morning and told you about everything that had happened between her and her mate the night before – yours ears where burning with embarrassment by the end of her tales. But for now you had more pressing matters, she was stalking up and down as you sat outside Sam and Emily’s.
“Vote on the outsider?” She snarled, “Vote on the outsider?! That’s my mate!”
You jumped at her voice but stayed sat. She just needed to vent and you were her closet friend.

You spoke about it for a while before she sighed and dropped herself down next to you. She let out a huff before cuddling up to your side, you wrapped your arm around her.
“Y/N if they don’t let him join our pack then I’m going to leave with him.” She whispered to you.
“I don’t want you to leave.” You admitted, “I’d miss you too much.”
Leah sniffed, “I’d miss you too, of course I’d try to come back to see you. But…you understand don’t you, Y/N?”

You inhaled the question and the answer came to you in an instant. You did understand. The way that you felt about Embry, when by all sane rights you should be terrified of him, was so much more than you ever expected to feel about anyone and you were human. You couldn’t imagine that connection between two wolves.

“I do.” You told her and she hugged your side more.

Cade came up behind you and gave Leah a small kiss before focusing his attention on you, “Y/N, I just wanted to say, not matter how they vote in there, thank you for being so understanding yesterday, for saving me and for bringing me to my mate. I’m sorry if I scared or upset you.”

You gave him a small smile, “Don’t mention it and for what it’s worth, I hope it goes well in there.”  
“Me too.” He agreed and took Leah’s hand before they headed into Sam and Emily’s house. Kim and Emily joined you sat waiting their decision, none of you spoke.

When the door finally opened, one hour and twenty three minutes later – not that you’d been counting- Leah rushed out and caught both you and Emily in an embrace.
“Whatever you said to Sam and Embry thank you,” She whispered to you both and you could feel her tears on your neck, “They helped me and Seth convince the others to let Cade stay.”
She stepped back and wiped away her tears of happiness and Cade was behind her in an instant, his hands holding hers and kissing her cheeks where she’d been crying.

You made your way over to Embry, wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed yourself up on your tiptoes so that you could kiss the tip of his nose. He grinned and gave you proper kiss.
“I’m proud of you for being so mature.” You told him.
His arms came around you, “Yeah well he came and apologised to me for scaring you and then I heard him apologise to you as well. I couldn’t split up a bond, I remembered how I felt yesterday when I found your truck. I wouldn’t want that for them.”

“How’d I get the sweetest wolf?” You asked.
He shrugged and gave you a grin, “Just lucky I guess. Well done you, you won the grand prize. Which is me, obviously.”
“And so modest.” You teased.

Jacob interrupted your moment as he stamped his way out of the house, the broken remnants of his phone in his hand.
“Bad call?” Embry asked.
Jacob glared at him, like he did everyone these days, “That was Bella. We don’t have long until the new-borns show up. I’ve got a plan to get her out of there before they show up.”
At the mention of the upcoming war you snuggled into Embry’s chest and he stroked your hair.
“Jake, not now okay?” Embry asked and nodded down at you.
“Not now, not now.” Jacob mocked, “Look you and Y/N may have a perfect bond but Bella doesn’t want me. The only thing that I can do is save her from the new-borns.”

With that stunning display of logic he stamped off towards his truck.
“It’s just one thing after another since you imprinted on me.” You noted.
Embry hummed in agreement before adding, “You know even though I was a wolf, my life was pretty quiet too. I’m starting to think that all this is your fault.”

You didn’t need to look up to know he was grinning so you poked him in the ribs, “Asshole.”
He gave you a playful squeeze, “Love you too.”


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Flower First Date (Anthony x Reader)

Request: I loved the art one shot with anthony it was so cute 💕 sooo… I was hoping you’d do another one about ant? Number 9 with him being A and reader being B
Requested By: Anonymous

Request List: #9 - Person B makes flower crowns and Person A always wakes up from their math class nap with one on their head and is the only one who doesn’t know who’s putting them there.

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Math class. The dreaded last period. You hated that class - I mean sure everyone did, but you swear your teacher had it out for you. Course it didn’t help you never paid attention, always having something with you that you found more entertaining. 

The beginning of the year you had therapeutic coloring books, but since then you’ve filled each page. You started drawing, writing, reading, it got old fast. Cue one late night on pinterest and here you were.

Today was mid January, and here you sat in the back. Hands working with almost no effort to form the flower crowns you’d grown to love. At first they were awful, falling apart, mostly just balls of stems.

As you got better you made more, but had no idea what to do with them. Personally they weren’t your style. One day, as class was ending, a blue flower crown in your hands you looked around. Your long time crush, Anthony was asleep, cheek squished against his arms as he slept.

The bell rang and you stood, biting your lip as he continued to sleep. Taking a leap of faith you placed it neatly ontop of his curly hair, scurrying outside to catch up with your friends who were giggling quietly to themselves. 

You remember hearing Anthony ask his friends where the crown came from but they just laughed and patted him on the back. You glowed with pride when he wore it till it wilted and died.

It became a weekly thing. He’d fall asleep in math class, you’d make a crown, more than likely corresponding with his outfit colors, and would place it on his sleeping head. He’d wake up, ask about who keeps doing it, then wear it for the rest of the week.

All your friends, all his friends, all your teachers, all his teachers, basically the whole school knew. Except him. God you loved an idiot.

It was the final week before you left, seniors graduated next week but none of you had to show up after this Friday. So, today was the last day you’d be able to hopelessly pin on the sleeping Anthony. 

You two talked, you wouldn’t say you were friends per say, but you’d smile in the halls, wave if you saw each other in public, work together on projects.

You had five minutes before the bell rang and you sighed, fixing the last petal before carefully putting it on Anthony’s curls. 

As you pulled back, admiring how well the colors went with his outfit, his eyes opened, a hand gently grabbing your wrist.

Curse the Gods. Or God. Or karma. Or whatever decided to wake him up.

“So you’re who kept giving me flower crowns?”

He sat up and your mouth was parted. You let out a small raspberry sound, “No.”

He laughed a bit. “Don’t tell me no - I found you. The styles the same as the others too.”

“Yeah well I - you know it just.” You shrugged hopelessly, trying to figure out how to word an excuse.

He smiled, God you hated yourself for swooning. “You’re my own little Cinderella.”

“I’m - what?”

Face flushing he rubbed the back of my neck. “Well I mean…I thought whoever kept doing this was really sweet. Thoughtful ya know? I wanted to find whoever was doing this, maybe get to know them.” He grinned, “But I already know you! So this works out better!”

“This isn’t weird to you?”

“Have you met my friends?”

You laughed. “True.”

He cleared his throat, fixing the flower crown which sat upon his head. “Um, you wouldn’t want to catch a movie this Friday right?”

You grinned, covering your face a bit. “I’d love to.”

“Finally!” You jumped as your math teacher threw his hands in the air, “Took you two long enough!”

You two blushed as the bell rang and you walked out of Mr. Miranda’s class together, talking about almost anything.

Where We Met (Jason x Reader) Fluff

Requested: Yes
Summary: Jason takes you to his favorite park.
Word Count: 769

Your hand was warm as Jason’s curled around it. You leaned into your long time boyfriend’s shoulder as he led you around the beautiful park. You couldn’t help but admire the flowers in full bloom around you.

“I used to come here all the time when I was a kid,” Jason broke the brief, comfortable silence that had settled over you. You looked up at him. He was looking forward. His pink lips were turned up in a grin as he remembered something nice. You couldn’t help but smile with him.

“I can see why,” you answered. “These flowers are gorgeous,” you added as you reached out to a rose bush as you passed it. The petals of a yellow flower graced your fingertips like a soft kiss. As soon as it was out of your reach, you looked back up to Jason.

He caught sight of a small foot bridge that crossed over a lazy moving stream. He led you across it and you paused to watch the water carry a fallen bloom away. You let him lead you away, through the many trails that criss crossed through the dazzling park. It was quiet here, like the city didn’t exist around it. You had no doubts why Jason loved it so much.

I used to get lost in this place for hours,” he admitted. “When the weather was nice, I’d even find a soft patch of grass and sleep out here,” he added. You could only imagine a young, scruffy Jason stargazing in a park surrounded by flowers. It made a loving smile spread over your lips.

“My favorite spot though is just right through here,” he continued. He led you off the path and into some underbrush. After just a few feet, the short cherry blossom trees opened up to the busy streets of Gotham. As you looked around, your brows crushed together.

“The city?” you asked confused. You turned to see him chuckling. He pointed to a small stand that sold pretzels. You recognized it as one you would stop by after work before the Joker destroyed your office.

“That’s the exact place where I first saw you, (Y/n),” he admitted. Your cheeks turned pink. He had remembered even this small detail of your relationship. “You were picking up a pretzel on your way home from work and I was getting lost in the park,” he explained. “I heard your voice through the trees and I could’ve sworn you were an angel,” he sighed with a lazy grin. Your cheeks were thoroughly red as your heart swelled with passionate love for him. He never stopped making you feel like his entire world.

“I don’t recall meeting you here,” you told him. “I thought we met at the bookstore?” you added. He grinned.

“We did,” he nodded. “But this is the spot where our lives crossed paths for the first time,” he explained. “Right here,” he pointed to the sidewalk. You couldn’t help but look down at his worn boots. Before you could look back up at him, he knelt in front of you. Your heart began to tumble wildly in your chest.

“(Y/n), I spent my whole life denying love was real, and then I saw you. Not only did I believe in love, but love at first sight,” he smiled. “You just walked right into my life, and I knew instantly that I always wanted you here,” he continued as he looked down. He pulled something out of his pocket and presented it to you. Your heart stopped dead in its tracks at the sight of the little black velvet box.

“Nothing would make me happier in this world than to spend the rest of my life with you,” he opened it to reveal a shiny diamond ring. “Would you marry me?” he asked. You cheeks hurt from the large smile that stretched across your face. You nodded like a mad person.

“Yes! Yes, of course!” you shrieked. He beamed up at you and stood to claim a deep, passionate kiss. It made your knees go weak. When he pulled back, he slipped the ring on your left ring finger. It was a perfect fit. You couldn’t help but admire how amazing it looked rested on your finger. You looked back up and stole another kiss from his lips.

“I love you so much, Jason,” you sighed as he rested his forehead against yours. His arms were wrapped tightly around you.

“I love you too, doll,” he whispered. You had never seen anything more beautiful than the smile that graced his features.