promises keep them

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A subtle reminder that Rob is the father in real life [for added effect]

andreil happy fics! ♥

basically, I’ve spent the previous week going through the AFTG tag (yes, I went through all the 1250 works) on ao3, because I needed more content, official or not. and since it was so freaking hard to find some quality happy content™ (bc apparently y'all like to suffer that much —which, to be fair, I should have expected and I can #relate), I thought I could make it easier for anyone else seeking it and share it here! 🎉

so this is a recommendation list with my favorites ones so far; they’re all from ao3, and if you find any of your works there and want me to remove them from this list, just message me and I’ll remove it. if you have any recommendations for me to add here, message me too! ♥ I haven’t read anything from ff.net or tumblr just yet, but I plan on doing that later this week.

they’re not all entirely happy and they’re not that happy either, but then again that’d be hard considering the amount of trauma and tragedy the authors have to work with (thanks nora). but!!! they’re happy enough to make it to this post, so yeah! you’ll probably gonna enjoy them.

right now there are more oneshots, canon-ish, mostly set right after TKM or a few years in the future. I might add an AU and multi-chapter category later, so keep checking for updates! and don’t forget to show appreciation for the authors by leaving comments and kudos! ♥

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anonymous asked:

Origin companions react to a dwarf warden seeing a bird and screaming

Alistair: It takes him a moment to realize where their fear is stemming from, but once it registers with him he is a little confused. It is only when another companion points out that they’ve likely seen few if any surface dwelling creatures that he apologizes sheepishly and promises to keep them safe.

“After all, we wardens have to flock together. Get it, because birds of a feather? I’ll…just go away now.”

Morrigan: Her disinterest is clear, but unlike Alistair she at least has a quick grasp of the cause of their reaction. 

“Tis merely a creature of the air, warden, and of which you will see many in your time here on the surface. Now come– we have more important matters.”

Leliana: Immediately she is alert, looking around for enemies, but once the source of their fear is uncovered she cannot help but laugh. Leliana feel’s terrible about it afterwards, of course -she was amused, not cruel- and promises to keep them safe from avian threats in the future.

“If we require a songbird I am here, What sparrow can outsing a nightengale?”

Sten: He is not impressed. Even a dwarf is many times bigger than one small songbird, and they have bigger issues to face. They are above Orzammar now– it is time to face those threats.

“Vashedan, there is no time for such foolishness. Control yourself.”

Wynne: For someone who has also lived in a controlled society for most of her life the mage understands how new sights can be frightening. Of all the companions she is the most sympatheitc, and moves to comfort without chiding.

“There now, no harm done. Just a song bird on her way to her nest. She won’t hurt you, any more than you might fall into the sky. It’s all right.”

Zevran: He finds the situation amusing, most of all because this is the Warden he could not assassinate. If any of this ever gets out he will never find work again.

“Truly, my dear warden, you continue to astonish. Darkspawn and bandits do not phase you, but a robin is fear itself. Only a shame you are not so frightened of Crows.”

Ohgren: He’s screamed right along with them, the haze of alcohol making the bird seem as frightening as the arch demon, and so is of little help.

“Damn surface vermin! By the Stone why can’t things stay rooted where they belong?!”

Loghain: He has very little comment to make, but a part of his mind is both amused and infuriated that this is what brought him down.

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Shale:

Time freezes, the sun ceases it’s journey, and for the first time in so many, many years, Shale finds someone who understands them. A connection is forged then, one that shall never be sundered, and with surprising gentleness the golem places their hand on the Warden’s head.

“Do not fear, warden. Someday all the birds shall die.”

–Mod Fereldone

secret relationship starters

Feel free to alter to fit muses.

  • “I am not ready for them to find out about us!”
  • “It’s cool, [name] promised to cover for me.”
  • “My roommate’s out of town. Want to stay the weekend?”
  • “We’ve got to stop being so careless.”
  • “Look, if we get found out, I could get fired!”
  • “It’s hard to believe you actually care about me when you’re so hellbent on keeping this from all your friends.”
  • “I can’t tell them! Do you have any idea how they’d react?”
  • “Jesus, with all this sneaking around, it’s like being closeted all over again.”
  • “We have to tell them sooner or later.”
  • “Let’s tell them the truth. Tonight.”
  • “I’m only dating [name] as a cover. You’re still my baby.”
  • “[Name] agreed to ‘date’ me until we’re ready to tell everyone.”
  • “Are you ashamed of me?”
  • “I spent two hours hiding underneath your bed until they left!”
  • “Shit! Someone’s coming! Get in the closet, get in the closet!”
  • “Let’s just tell them! What’s the worst that could happen?”
  • “No one can know about us.”
  • “Let’s just keep this between us for now, okay?”
  • “People wouldn’t like it if they knew, you know that.”
  • “I’m not ashamed of you, I’m just not ready to tell anyone yet.”
  • “You still haven’t told your parents about us? But you promised!”
  • “It’s kind of fun, having a secret.”
  • “Let’s go out of town. Somewhere where nobody knows us.”
  • “Yeah, so… I may have accidentally told [name] about us…”
  • “I don’t care what you do, just get [name] to promise to keep quiet. Pay them if you have to.”
  • “I’m tired of being your dirty little secret!”
  • “Once I break up with [name], then we tell people.”
  • “But you’re going to divorce them soon, right?”
  • “This isn’t a relationship! Relationships don’t involve one party climbing down a fire escape because the other is too ashamed to admit they’re dating them!”
  • “Okay, fine, but can I at least tell [name]?”
  • “If I don’t tell someone, I’m going to go crazy!”
  • “Shhh, be quiet. Remember, someone’s still downstairs…”
  • “Fuck it. Let’s get a motel.”
  • “Either we’re open about this, or I’m ending it.”
  • “When I said I liked you, I didn’t expect to be sneaking around all the time.”
  • “I can’t do this anymore.”
  • “Why haven’t you told your friends about me? Is it because I’m not as well-off as you are?”
  • “This was fun at first, but the novelty’s worn off.”
  • “It just feels really shitty, to be the secret boyfriend/girlfriend.”
  • “Look, either we date secretly, or we don’t date at all.”
  • “I’m not supposed to be dating, period!”
  • “If my parents found out about us, they’d go ballistic.”
  • “Just one more year until I’m out from under their roof and I can date whoever the hell I want.”
  • “Dating in secret never works out.”
  • “Where are we even supposed to go for our dates?”
  • “Just once, I’d like us to go on a date that didn’t end in us having to get a motel room out of town because we don’t want to get caught.”
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Lemony x Beatrice Songs | Sometime Around Midnight- The Airborne Toxic Event

I feel like no one talks enough about how losing Noodle affected Murdoc

-Murdoc and Noodle have the video and Noodle’s escape all planned out, and it’s all perfect. Murdoc tells her, “Ignore the radio calls. Ignore the search parties. Parachute off that island, call me when you’re safe, and go take your break.” Noodle promises, and everything’s ready. 

-Russel and 2D are panicking after the crash, the support team is trying to radio her, the crew is searching through the wreckage, but Murdoc isn’t worried. He’s waiting for the call. 

-But the call doesn’t come. Murdoc waits a day. Then two days. Then a whole week. And Noodle isn’t calling. None of his calls go through. And that’s when Murdoc starts to panic. 

-It’s the way he burns through a pack a night staring out his cellphone and waiting for a text, the way he holes himself in the radio room resting his forehead on the rim of a rum bottle, hoping she’d maybe try to catch him on the waves. But he doesn’t hear anything. It’s all static. 

-One night he’s too drunk and too manic and he stumbles to the crash site and just starts digging. Pulling away the wooden slats, burned clumps of Earth, empty bullet shells, metal sheets stripped from the bombs that were dropped. It’s been hours, his hands are bloody, his shirt is soaked through in sweat, and he finds nothing. He sits there on his knees, staring at his hands, looking around him, and he feels his throat close up. He realizes he fucked up. 

-He visits that crash site every week to look again, long after Kong is burned down, long after the group is in shambles. 

-One day at the crash site, when he’s thinking about plastic pieces hiding in the sand, he finds a clump of Noodle’s hair. He sits there, runs his fingers through it, realizes he finally has a piece of her that he gets to keep, and comes up with an absurd idea. 

-He pulls out medical journals, books on coding, programming languages for robotics, and dozens and dozens of pictures of Noodle. He slaves for nights on end, so many nights he can’t remember, and he knows this idea is absurd, but what if it worked? What if he could actually do it?

-It takes him months but she’s finally ready. When he runs his fingers through her hair, it almost feels real. 

-But it’s not the same. Cyborg doesn’t remember their inside jokes from when Noodle was 10 and still using pinky promises to keep them sacred. Doesn’t remember the time Murdoc would always buy Noodle chocolate when he went out to get smokes. Doesn’t remember the smile and the pat on the head he gave her when he heard her Demon Days sketches. Cyborg kills and does what he tells her, and he knows Noodle wouldn’t have tolerated that for a second. But he needs his band. He needs her. He needs what keeps him sane. He can’t do without it. He wouldn’t survive. 

-Then there are nights he sits in Cyborg’s charging station, watching the sparks, reading her malfunction logs, looking on eBay for replacement parts, and feeling his throat close up once more. His fingers shake as he flips through pages and pages of error messages. He prays in secret that she doesn’t burn out. He can’t lose her twice. He might not survive it. 

The forehead poke is NOT positive and has never been.

It has always been used to create distance and followed by false promises.

Itachi himself acknowledged it.

When Itachi died for good, after Sasuke knew the truth, he did NOT poke his forehead. There was a lot of emphasis placed on this. Kishimoto made it look like Itachi was going to poke him but then he pushed their heads together, instead. The way he decided to drag out the process made you pay attention to Itachi’s movements and notice this difference. He made it as obvious as possible that the forehead poke was NOT something good and the goal should be to move beyond that point. 

That being said…

Sasuke creates distance between himself and his “family”. He cannot keep his promises to them. They see it as positive because they don’t understand what it represents. There’s no reason that Sasuke would have taken that and completely changed the meaning, it’s used for the same reason. It’s not malicious but it shouldn’t be romanticized. Calling this his “ultimate expression of love” is just plain idiotic. 

Hogwarts Houses as Love Letters

for @chewbaccastolemyhearts

Gryffindor: short and to the point- it says what they mean and are open and honest. They do not shroud their feelings with fancy language

Slytherin: it is meant to build upon their relationship, rather than establish or remind. It speaks of plans, promises, and memories with the person

Ravenclaw: It is poetic, because they want their lover to feel the beauty that they see in them. They make comparisons, and list the reasons they love them

Hufflepuff: A reminder of their love, and a promise to keep them in their hearts forever, and stand together through anything that may face them

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im procrastinating and this took like almost two hours and it was only supposed to be the face, but i ended up doing everything else

i know that i’m hateful
but it’s not because of you
i know that i’m angry
but it’s usually towards myself
i know about my flaws
i know about my addictions
i know about my love for pretty smiles
and a nice waist
but it’s not about you
i know that i’m pretty messed up
and i know that i can’t open up
but it’s not because of what happened
between us, it’s more about the drift
i know, i know– i talk about promises
but i never keep them
i talk about love but i don’t have
any left for myself
this is less about you
and more about me
—  i’m sorry
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anonymous asked:

hi! i'm honestly in love with your blog! after i became obessed w voltron i went on an imagines binge on tumblr and your blog is my favorite. anyways, enough of my fangirling. i was wondering if you could do how the paladin's would react if their s/o got hurt by the enemy? i read like all your imagines and i didn't see anything similar to this but i'm sorry if this was already done. thank you, much love!! <3

Alkjsd all of you are just so sweet I can’t handle how nice all of you are it’s really heart warming! I’m so glad you like our blog we’ve worked really hard to bring you guys the best content we can provide! 

Anyways, thanks for sending in your ask! You’re so right, I haven’t seen an ask like this in our inbox yet so thank you! 

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Shiro: 

  • Pretty much just launches himself at the enemy no matter where the hell he is at the time his s/o gets hurt like. Nyoooom. He’s fucking there and kicking the ass of everything in his path while trying to guard his s/o at the the same time. Barks out orders to the other paladins immediately to regroup and stay close to each other because if his s/o is already hurt then it might not take long for the others to get hurt, too. 
  • He loses himself a bit and even subconsciously reverts back to his mental state of when he was in the gladiator ring having to fight countless waves of enemies. It kind of startles him and his s/o a bit because then he couldn’t imagine what would happen if anything worse happens to his s/o and how he might react to it. It’s not that all surprising though, because he is a serious temperament kind of guy when it comes to anything battle related. Or even in general. 
  • When he can, he’ll try to cover his s/o while they try to move out of the line of fire. Granted they can walk of course. If they can’t it’s clear that Shiro would have to pick them up and move them somewhere super quickly before going back into the heat of battle. There isn’t much he can do, and he can’t just sit with his s/o despite him wanting to. He’s gotta protect his team, too. When he realizes they won’t be able to win the battle he’ll call a retreat and cover everyone else as they try to escape with his s/o.
  • As soon as everyone’s safe he really begins to fret over his s/o. Probably going for the light scold of “I told you to stay close to me.” But he’s not going to really get on their case until their wound can get treatment and they’re back in the castle ship. He feels a little unnerved for a while after the whole incident and he’s a little more protective of his s/o in the time being. Makes sure to stay close to them as much as he can while still keeping an eye out for everyone else. 

Lance: 

  • Will run over with guns blazing whilst yelling at the top of his lungs which probably does more harm than good because he’s running at his s/o to protect them but also making a god damn scene and causing like every enemy in the vicinity to concentrate on him. He’s trying his best though please be patient with him.
  • Reveals a kind of side of him that his s/o rarely ever sees because most of the time he’s still kind of a turd in the middle of battles but now he’s so focused on trying to keep them safe that it’s a little jarring. Granted he can be serious when he wants to be, but when his s/o gets hurt it’s a little more than just getting serious. His voice gets low and very sharp when he’s yelling out orders at the other paladins to help him and his s/o. 
  • If the heat of battle is too much he will simply pick up his s/o and take them somewhere that’s at least somewhat safer and less packed with enemies until they can either retreat or quell the enemy forces. When they’re finally all safe he gets all sappy and mushy on his s/o and probably frets over their injury a lot. 
  • Pretty much just holds them in his arms for a while because he’s a little scared about just how easily his s/o could be taken away from him. He’d never imagine them getting super hurt and never even considered the possibility until now. Definitely smothers his s/o with kisses as soon as they come out of the healing pod.

Keith: 

  • Will divert the enemy’s attention to him while his s/o can find cover until he can get to them. Pretty much over kills the enemy because how fucking dare they hurt his s/o like what the actual hell. Gods have mercy on the poor enemy that brought the wrath of the red paladin upon themselves. He’s practically in berserk mode for the entire rest of the battle until the others can get him to calm down. 
  • It might take him a bit to realize that he was putting himself in a lot of danger and Shiro, along with Keith’s s/o, will scold him a bit. “I know you’re mad but please don’t over do it.” He really doesn’t see the harm in him talking everyone on like he did but he tries to see their point of view. 
  • Instead of him fussing over his s/o it’s his s/o who’s pretty much fussing over him. Asking about the scratches on his face and trying to smooth them over by running a thumb over his scrapes. He gets a little huffy because he doesn’t think it’s a big deal. Just tells them to shut up while he tries to ground himself in their presence. 
  • When they get back to the castle ship he goes straight to the training deck like a nerd because he thinks that if his s/o can get hurt that easily then he needs to train more to become stronger. He doesn’t care how many injuries he gets when he’s in battle but if his s/o gets hurt it’s a whole other story. For a while he seems a little more clingy to his s/o and holds them more often and for much longer. He needs to make sure they’re okay.

Hunk: 

  • Pretty much uses himself as a shield until the enemy is taken down like how are they gonna hit his s/o while Hunk is standing there like a great wall of china. He’s waaaaay more focused on being with his s/o and making sure they’re okay than actually fighting. When enemy fire stops being targeted on him and his s/o he takes them somewhere safe so he can wait it out with them. For some reason, as much as he wants to go out there and kick some enemy ass, he’s worried about his s/o getting even more hurt. 
  • He’s really concerned that his s/o will bleed out or pass out, or any other thing to distract him while fighting. So he just opts to stay by his s/o’s side until the danger in averted or until someone calls for a retreat and he can be the first one up and running to get his s/o to safety. 
  • Since he’s so worried about them he’s the worst offender for fussing over the injury. “YOU’RE GOING TO DIE LOOK HOW BAD THAT IS.” And they have to constantly reassure him that they’re going to be okay. He’s just a sweet bean and worries for his s/o so much please just tell him it’s going to be okay. Will not shut up until his s/o is fine and dandy.
  • In order to pass the time while his s/o is healing up he tries to make all their favorite foods for when they come out of the healing pod. It helps soothe his nerves. When his s/o comes out he’s on them like a bird on a june bug. Fussing over them and wanting them to get something to eat lest they pass out. He blurts about how much he loves his s/o once they’re alone and that he promises to keep them out of harms way from now on.

Pidge: 

  • Immediately alerts everyone to the situation so that they can all go after the enemy like a giant swarm. Even though she’d like to take them out herself, she isn’t the best at hand to hand combat an she’d rather make sure her s/o is safe and sound than focus on anything else. 
  • Like Hunk, she opts to stay with her s/o but is a little more willing to leave them if the other paladins really need her. If she can, she takes out what ever enemies she can while she’s with her s/o. She can’t really take them to another area because she’s a little too small to make a speedy retreat while supporting a whole other person, especially with an s/o who’s bigger than her. She could probably manage with an s/o close to her size but no promises. 
  • She asks her s/o if they’re feeling okay about 200 times while on the way back to the castle ship. It takes all of her strength not to try and patch up the wound herself. She just wants the injury to go away already so her s/o wont be in so much pain. If she can she holds their hand and probably squeezes it to death because??? She’s already lost so much it’s really scary to think that she could lose her s/o, too.
  • Doesn’t get a lick of sleep while her s/o is in the healing pod. She has to make sure they’re absolutely 100% okay while their healing and that something bad doesn’t happen. When no one’s around she honestly will cry a little bit. This poor child is so stressed about losing a lot of her family she didn’t even want to think about how her s/o could be taken away. Once her s/o is out she’s very clingy, trying to make sure they don’t leave her side again. Fusses over them for the next few days because they could have DIED. Please cuddle this child.
2015: Jul. ~ Dec.

January ~ June 2015 || all fests/exchanges || other years


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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.

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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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Princess and the Pea

Request: Can you do number 20 (romantic) with Seventeen’s Jeonghan?

20) Sleepover with your bias (platonic or romantic)

Member: Seventeen’s Jeonghan x Y/N

Type: fluff


You readjusted the book bag strap digging into your shoulder. Clenching your fists as tightly as you could, you straightened out your fingers again. With a deep breath, you pressed on the buzzer situated beside the door frame of the Seventeen dorm. 

You had never been this nervous when standing on the familiar welcome mat. You tapped your foot, checking the time on your phone again as you waited. Although you had crashed at the dorm more times than you could count, this would be the first planned stay. 

This was the first occurrence of Jeonghan actually asking you to spend the night. An exclusive sleepover date for two. 

Instead of a slumber party for fourteen. 

“Noona!” a happy voice echoed down the hallway. You turned to see an enthusiastic Vernon and even more cheerful Dino round the corner. 

“Hey,” you smiled, letting out a breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. 

“Why do you have so many bags? Are you cooking for us tonight?” Vernon asked hopefully, coming to a stop before you. 

“You can’t just ask if she’s cooking for us,” Dino sighed, shaking his head. “But you know, I don’t hate the idea of spaghetti.”

“She’s not here to cook for you,” a familiar voice grumbled. You spun to see Jeonghan had finally come to the front door. He lifted his brows as he leaned against it, biting his lip for good measure. “Jagi.”

Even though you had seen him a hundred times, he still made your breath stall. He was absolutely gorgeous, especially with his new halo of blonde hair to further his cherub look. 

“Well…why else would she be coming over at dinner time with luggage if she’s not cooking?” Vernon asked dumbly, looking blankly between you and Jeonghan. “Wait…oh, OH.”

Jeonghan rolled his eyes as he leaned forward and grabbed your wrist. He pulled you into the apartment, attempting to shut the door as Vernon and Dino elbowed their way in. His hands were quick to find the straps of your book bag as he slid it from your shoulders and set it down on the floor. You looked past him and into the living area, your breath catching for the second time that evening as you saw the set up he had prepared. 

You always enjoyed teasing Jeonghan about how motherly he was, but his attention to detail was impeccable. Before you sat a stack of mattresses, very evidently pulled from the boy’s bunks and piled perfectly on top of one another. A nest of blankets and pillows sat atop of the heap, including a few plushies that you had mentioned as your favorites. The mattresses were pushed against the back of the couch which was now decorated in an array of holiday lights.  Snacks and drinks were neatly organized across the cushions, along with a few rental movies. You couldn’t hide the grin on your face as Jeonghan watched you proudly. He knew he had done well. 

“Ah! Cool! Sleep over!” Dino gasped, sprinting toward the living room. He leaped into the air, landing on the mattresses and spun around where he grinned at the two of you. 

You tried to hide a chuckle as Jeonghan stared at him, slack jawed and eyebrows raised. Dino’s smile slowly faded as he analyzed his hyung, his expression slowly mirroring his understanding. 

“This…this isn’t for us…huh?” he said timidly, looking to his hands. 

Jeonghan heaved a sigh as he shuffled over to the younger boy, passing a loving but firm ruffle through his hair. “Not tonight, but we can do it again with the members.”

Dino’s face lit up again as he gave a brief nod, hopped up, and disappeared down the hall. Vernon nodded as well, sprinting behind him to join him in the bedroom. 

“Impressed?” Jeonghan smiled, plopping onto the mattress tower he had created. 

“i feel like the princess and the pea,” you grinned, falling alongside him. 

“…Princess and pea?” he asked, furrowing his brows. 

“Uh…fairytale,” you nodded. “A prince is looking for his princess. So on a stormy night, a beautiful young woman comes to his door, drenched in rain. She claims she’s a princess, but the queen doesn’t believe her, so she hides a pea within 20 mattresses and 20 feather beds. When they check on her in the morning, she says she didn’t get a minute of sleep because there was something in the bed disturbing her. The prince rejoices because only a princess would have that sort of sensitivity to feel a pea through so many layers. And then they get married.”

“That’s stupid,” Jeonghan said bluntly. “But amusing.”

“If I wake up with a bag of frozen peas under this mattress Yoon Jeonghan,” you threatened, lifting your brows. 

“It would be your own fault because you were the one to tell the story,” he nodded with a smirk. 

You rolled your eyes and snuggled into the mattress beneath you. “So how’d you get the dorm so quiet?” 

“Bribery mostly,” he nodded. 

“Why do I feel like you aren’t joking?” you muttered, closing your eyes 

“Because I’m not,” Jeonghan said simply, placing a quick kiss on your temple. “Hungry?”

“Always,” you grinned. 

Jeonghan nodded as he pushed himself up and strolled to the kitchen. The sounds of pots and pans clinking was the last thing you heard before drifting off to sleep. 

You groaned softly, trying to blink yourself awake as you felt a soft pair of lips press against your forehead. You looked up slowly, the lighting that had previously flooded the living area now long gone and replaced by a dark night. Jeonghan caressed your back over the thin cotton of your t-shirt and smiled as you stirred. “Get enough sleep princess?” 

“Since you kept the peas in the freezer,” you chuckled softly, running a hand over your eyes. “How long have I been asleep?” 

“Only a half hour,” he nodded. “Long enough for me to cook dinner and attract several men to the kitchen.” 

You looked up sleepily to see several members of Seventeen with bowls, seated at the bar. 

“I thought you bribed them,” you laughed. You let Jeonghan help you rise from the comfort of your nest. He let you lean against him as you sleepily shuffled toward what appeared to be a blurry Mingyu. 

“No amount of threats and promises can keep them away from the scent of food,” Jeonghan sighed. “They’re like wild animals.”

“But like…the adorable kind you want to feed and take into your home,” Mingyu muttered through a mouthful of what appeared to be black bean sauce noodles.

“After you get them dewormed and vaccinated maybe,” Jihoon hummed as he busied himself at the fridge. 

“And even then, it’s a toss up,” Coups grinned from his spot beside Mingyu. 

Dino looked up at you cheerfully, having appeared after food had. “Black bean noodles?”


After successfully stuffing your faces and watching Jeonghan corral his members back into their bedrooms, you both finally settled down into the blankets he had scrounged together. 

“Hello,” you cooed, watching him as he wiggled his way toward your lap. He placed his head on your thighs and smiled, closing his eyes peacefully for what appeared to be the first time in days. 

“Hi,” he breathed. Slowly, his eyes opened and he gazed upon the underside of your face, a smirk tugging on the corner of his lips. 

“What are you thinking?” you hummed, lifting your fingers to comb them through his hair 

“Mmm…how good I’m going to sleep tonight,” he whispered. 

“Oh? And why is that?” you asked. 

“I’ll have you in my arms,” he said simply, his eyes opening wider. “Not to get too gushy, but it’s a rare occasion that I get to hold my whole world in my grasp.” 

“Hannie,” you gasped, your hands halting for a moment. 

“Oh, don’t act so shocked,” he laughed. “You know how I feel about you, jagi.”

You nodded and bit you lip. Jeonghan was notorious for hiding his affection when his team was around, but when it was the two of you, he constantly made your heart skip a beat. Those private moments and conversations were for the two for you alone, no one else, members included. 

He was a different person in these moments, flipping a switch to be everything that everyone in his life needed. To the members, he was a hardworking vocalist and eomma and to you, a dedicated boyfriend and confidant. You felt silly as you thought back to the moment you had arrived at the dorm tonight, nervous of the night ahead. 

“Do you want to watch a movie?” you asked, reemerging from your thoughts. 

“I’d rather watch the inside of my eyelids,” he grinned. “Or you. Mostly you.”

You gazed carefully as he eased up to lean on his arm, just high enough to be eye level with your lips. He reached up with his opposite hand and grabbed your chin, stroking it with his thumb. “But before that happens, I think a good night kiss is in order.”

You smiled, allowing him to gently guide your face toward his. His lips were soft and kind, conveying a quiet passion that he didn’t want to get too riled up (seeing as how members could appear at any moment.) He pulled away after only a few moments of shared lip contact, eliciting a quit moan of protest from your throat. 

“Sweet dreams princess,” he cooed, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “Don’t worry. There are no peas to hide in the mattresses. Believe me, I checked.”

“So kind,” you chuckled, pushing him away. 

“No promises about the frozen baby corn though.” 

Originally posted by hanwooz