Hello lovely people please read the info below before submitting a request <3
I am currently writing for only twilight at the moment.
Who I'll write for: Paul, Embry, Sam, Jared, Quil, Charlie, Emmett, Jasper, and Billy (This list is all over the place but if they aren't in this list I won't write for them sorry pookie)
What I'll write: I will literally give a shot at anything y'all ask me to write. Just don't judge lmao
chapter one ✩ chapter two ✩ chapter three ✩ chapter four ✩ chapter five
“I’m sorry, but that’s not going to happen Lauren. I’m not interested in you like that,”
“Are you kidding?” She hissed, “and you’re interested in her?” Pointing a sharped clawed finger in your direction.
You prepared yourself for a polite no, but when Paul opened his mouth you thought you had misheard him.
“Absolutely.”
“Absolutely?” You queried as Lauren gaudy heels clicked away. “You didn’t have to say that, I’d have understood if you wanted to see her. We’re done with dinner anyway,”
“Trust me I didn’t say it because we’re busy, my answer would have been a no regardless.”
“And the other part?” Paul cocked in his head in confusion. “Telling her you’re interested in me? Was that just to get her off your case?”
It was amazing how insecure you were feeling, but you couldn’t help compare yourself to the blonde who just departed. The girl, while maybe a tad over the top, was clearly your typical small town beauty queen. Her platinum blonde hair, shiny clothes and pointed nails were of a stark contrast to your mud covered khaki and plaited hair littered with twigs. It felt like you were back in high school and that thought made you nauseas.
Normally you were more sure in yourself, but despite knowing Paul only a few days he seemed to destroy your sensibilities. For some reason your heart, despite your brains best logic, seemed to think that Paul could change the course of your future. You weren’t sure you were ready for the answer.
“Sorry, sorry. You absolutely don’t have to answer that. We can revert right back to before Lauren came over and pretend none of this happened if you like! I totally understand I’m probably not the type of girl you are usually in to, so don’t worry no need to let me down gently,”
“[Y/n],” he stated ending your panicked rambling. Grabbing onto your hand, he used his other to turn your blushing face so you were making eye contact. “Why wouldn’t you be the girl I’m typically interested in?”
“I know you don’t know me very well but this is it. I don’t have a girly, giggly side. I’m not the typical girl guys go for, especially guys like you.”
“Like me?”
“Well yeah. Attractive, smart, funny guys like you. I’m not their go to type,”
“You are assuming a lot about me, while simultaneously undermining how amazing you are. You aren’t doing either of us any favours.”
“What assumptions am I making?”
“My type in woman. Why did you think I was lying? I said nothing but the truth to Lauren.”
“But that means you’re…”
“Absolutely interested in you.”
“Oh. Can I ask why?”
“You can, but just know that it hurts me that you think it’s a valid question. I am interested in you because you are amazingly witty, so much so prior to the last five minutes I haven’t wiped the smile from my face. I’m interested because you are so insanely intelligent and passionate about what you do. I’m interested because you are openly kind and caring, and I can see how interested you are while still carefully respecting my boundaries. And I’m interested because you are the most beautiful woman I’ve seen, mud and all,”
“Right, is that all?” You gulped trying to make a joke, but instead your voice came out shaky and high pitched.
“Not even close. So now that I’ve made it abundantly clear how I feel, just tell me if I screwed up by clueing you in.” It was Paul’s turn to look anxious as he tried to pull back his hand still locked in yours.
You grabbed onto it, linking your fingers together. “No, you didn’t screw up. Quite the opposite really. I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind since we meet. But don’t you think this is crazy, we have known each other for a few days? I’m not sure we should be feeling like this,”
“Just because it seems fast doesn’t mean it’s wrong.”
“I can’t imagine this ever feeling wrong,” You declared, biting your lips in anticipation.
“Me either, so who cares if some arbitrary rules say this is too fast. At risk of sounding like a cliche - if you know you know - and it sounds like we both know,”
“So does that mean we’re all in?”
“Absolutely,” Paul muttered as he placed his hand on the back of your head, gently pulling you towards him while giving you ample time to stop. Instead you leaned in pressing your lips gently to his. You could swear you felt sparks, and somehow kissing over discarded plates of chips in the corner of a small dinner was the best moment of your life.
“Well let’s hope we follow our subject matter.” You muttered as you reluctantly pulled away, “did you know wolves mate for life?”
Paul chuckled, you have no idea he thought.
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"That's hilarious," Jared chuckled moments after Paul shifted for parole and his day came spilling out through their connection. "You couldn't even make it a day without falling head over heels in love with her"
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Hi all, sorry for the delay - but I hope this absolute sap will get me back in your good graces! I am finally finished with uni so actually have some time on my hands now.
Description: embry is a virgin and you took that from him
Warnings: lowkey sexual?
Embry may be 22, but he's waited for his imprint. Now that he has you, poor boy is majorly touch starved. You both have been taking it slow due to you having bad luck with love. But today marks six months.
Both of you are lying in your bed watching YouTube on the TV. Embry's hand is on your thigh, as usual. He's leaned into you, kissing your cheek, jaw, and neck.
"Embry, pay attention." You giggle.
He hums and keeps kissing you. His hand moves upward. It shocks you! He has never tried to push. He's just very touchy and lovey. But you believe you're ready to take his v-card. You don't stop it. You lean your head back to give his mouth more space to kiss. His hand squeezes your inner thigh softly, and his tongue glides on your skin. You sigh in pleasure, signaling him to keep doing. Your eyes flutter shut as his fingers softly rub you through your shorts. He moves to hover over you. His lips find yours, softly nibbling at your lip. His hand stops and he pulls away to look into your eyes.
"Is this okay? Do you want to do this?" His breath is shaky, and you realize he's a bit nervous.
"Yes. I want to." You reply.
He smiles and then goes back down to kiss you. He's already shirtless, so he pulls down his shorts, leaving him in his boxers. You wrap your legs around him and pull him down on you, grinding yourself against him. He moans and then presses your wrists down on the bed.
It all progresses, and you both have a great time, looking like this: (bro don't that look like embry)
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Embry left to patrol, leaving you peacefully in bed asleep. He's all smiley from last night. He can't get you out of his head. The way you smell, taste, feel, and how you love him.
He sees Jake and Sam. The rest of the guys and Leah haven't shown up. Embry walks closer, mentally cursing himself to NOT think of last night. They all make fun of him for being a virgin, but he doesn't want them to know your business.
"Hey. Leah and Seth are with Charlie and Nessie. Just waiting on Jared and Paul. Brady and Collin are at homecoming." Jake laughs.
Embry smiles, remembering what it was like in school. He didn't enjoy it much, but being a kid was fun. But he loves his life now because he has you.
After a while, they show up and the guys phase. They do their duties, keeping their rez safe.
Then, his mind got the best of him. He doesn't think of your body, just your lips. But his feelings are strong and apparent.
"Ooh! Embry got busy." Paul laughs.
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Your eyes scan Embry's body as he stands there shirtless after patrol.
He walks up to you and grabs your face, his fingers in your hair. His lips are so close. You close your eyes while feeling intoxicated by Embry Call. "I love you." He smirks.
"I love you, too." You breathe out. Even though you were his first, it felt like he knew what he was doing. Your bodies worked together so well. The thoughts made you weak at the knees.
He senses your arousal and presses his lips on yours. It was all over again...
So I don’t actually know how to work the interwebs and I was trying to send a video of what I’m talking about so I don’t sound crazy but anywaysss I’ll just try to explain it the best I can😅
The video shows a dad putting a flashlight to the moms belly and the baby reacting by kicking sooo I though maybe you could a Paul x reader where he’s always messing with her belly making the baby kick and tries the flashlight thing?
Anywho I hope that made sense!! You da best!🤍
dw i know what you’re talking about ;) thanks so much ! hope you enjoy :)
bb - paul x reader
The day was lazy as two bodies lie comfortably on the sofa that occupied the sitting room space. Even though your hands were filled with a magazine, your eyes look down at Paul, who soothingly rubs the skin of your stomach.
He’s not even paying attention to the sports game on the television. He takes a finger and puts a soft dent in your skin and you feel a bit of pressure. It wasn’t hard to hurt but it felt something like a butterfly.
A soft chuckle escapes Paul’s lips as he looked down in amazement. His eyes tear away from your belly to meet yours. His smile made you display your own smile.
“Did you feel that kick?” he asks you breathlessly.
You nod, really paying attention to the activity before you.
“I wonder if I can catch it on camera.” he says as he slides his phone out of his pocket.
“That would be amazing.” you tell him in a sappy voice. It would be a wonderful moment to look back on.
Paul aims it on your belly as he moves his hand in different directions to get the same reaction. The baby chose to not give the same kick that it did earlier.
Turning on the flash for the camera, he almost missed the second kick. He shoots his eyes up to you as you both laugh at this.
“Maybe they like light.” Paul states as he watches the skin of your stomach move a bit, showing the active life inside of you.
“Maybe.” you comment back, not shooting down his hypothesis.
His eyes search the coffee table as he stands up. You watch him with curious eyes to see what he’s going to do. He leaves the sitting room but before you could call him, he comes back out with an even bigger smile. A small flashlight from the kitchen drawer is in his hands.
You chuckle as you look at him, “What are you doing?”
“Im just seeing something.” he answers back and flops down next to you and switches the small light on.
Shining the light on your stomach, you both huff out a laugh once the under your skin showed a bit of movement, with you feeling the baby kick.
Paul’s smile never went away as he leaned over to kiss the same spot he’s seen the baby kick. He just couldn’t wait to meet this wonderful gift. He was dying to see what the baby would look like.
What is Stephanie Myers's problem making her background characters more interesting than the mains. How am I supposed to pay attention to the guy who died from the Spanish Influenza when twins who were burned at the stake for witch accusations are there. Or the 1920s queen who killed her rapists one by one. Or the guy whose father was a vampire hunter. Or the
1 I’ve been super freaking busy and 2 tbh these requests haven’t been very moving to me and sometimes I be feeling like my writing is a little shit so then I don’t post😅😭😭
Could I please get a Embry x reader where she previously had a baby with Paul in high school and they have to figure out co parenting and Paul lowkey hates embry and her together and is mad she’s happy type guy
Ego Ego
A/n: sorry this one was so short! I still think it's cute!
Paul grumbles as you kiss Embry's cheek. You hear it, but you ignore it. It's been two years now, can't he get over it? He's a good dad, but he's not coming around to the idea of you and Embry. Especially Embry being another father to his son.
Emily lifts up your son and kisses his cheek. She smacks Paul on the head softly. "Lighten up. At least your son is happy, and you still have him." She says quietly, dropping the kid back onto his lap.
You look over at Paul and then look back over at Embry.
"Dude, you got a problem?" Paul asks.
"Uh, uh. Not in front of him." You jump up and grab your son. "Look, Paul. Embrys chill, and I'm chill. If you can't act right, time with your son is going to be limited because he will NOT be around an angry dad. You of all people should know what that's like." You say sternly.
Your two year old starts to cry and hold his hands out for Paul. Paul looks up at you with shock and then gulps hard, lifting his hands up for your son. You hand your son back to him and then cross your arms.
"Yeah, maybe we can work out a system." Paul mumbles.
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You bite Embry's lip, pulling away from the kiss. He groans and grabs your ass.
"Damn it." He flips you two over.
Your phone starts ringing and you answer the phone seeing it's Paul. "Yeah?"
"Just letting you know I put him to bed."
"Okay. Thanks. He's good?"
"Yeah. Perfect."
You open your mouth to say bye, but Paul interrupts. "You know, I hate that you're not with me."
You roll your eyes, and Embry sighs. You out your phone on speaker.
"I want our son to have a happy family."
"Paul, you didn't imprint on me like Embry did. How would we be happy if you stayed with me? What if you imprint but don't leave me? Huh?"
"I know.."
"Look, get over yourself. I know you're hurt, I don't know, talk to Leah or Sam about it. But there is a child involved, and you're not going to act stupid."
"I miss how you feel in my arms."
"I'm gonna stop you right there, buddy." Embry takes your phone.
"Em.." You sigh, but he walks out of the room.
You start to hear bickering between the two, and you stand up walking in the living room where Embry is. "Embry, you stop it too! Okay, I'm done! I'm actually fucking done. We are going to sit tomorrow and have a grown conversation, and if neither of you can handle that, I'm gone." You threaten.
Both the guys go silent. Embry looks upset with himself. He hands you your phone back. You roll your eyes and jerk it from his hand. "Paul, come here tomorrow. Bring your big boy undies." You hang up.
"God, I can't believe you. You've been so mature about all of this. What was that?!"
"Sorry, I just got jealous." He walks back into the room, avoiding your eyes.
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Paul sits across the table, looking over you and Embry. Your son is on the floor playing with his train.
You've guys come up with a system of how this will work. You guys switch every week.
Being together all of the time, Paul is going to shove his ego inside his stomach. He promised to.
"What if he grows up and calls Embry dad, too?" You ask a hypothetical question.
"I guess.. he'll have two dads." Paul says. "As long as he's loved and he knows I'm his daddy." He looks down at him.
"Thank you, Paul. Thanks for being his dad and being a good one." Embry said.
This made your heart GUSH. Paul smiles at him and nods.
"Thanks for being a good step dad."
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Rachel is coming home from school, you haven't seen her in a while! You are on the way to Billy's where the rest of the pack are. They're having a welcome home party.
You enter the house and see Paul smiling down at her. He has that look.. that look that Embry gives you.
Embry interlocks his fingers with you, and you smile up at him. "Finally." You mumble.
The worst part about Liam Payne dying is that people are posting about “the switch up is crazy”
Like no. He was an abuser and made horrible decisions, but nobody wanted him to die. He was getting hate for an INCREDIBLY valid reason, but we all recognized that he needed mental and physical help. He needed to go to rehab. He needed to get away from drugs and alcohol and improve upon himself away from the public. No one wanted him to die.
We’re not mourning the life of an abuser, we are mourning the part of him that we adored and looked up to for a massive part of our childhood/ teenage years. He was a huge part of how I was introduced to my love of music. And yes, he did horrible things and made horrible decisions and over the last few years has been anything but admirable, but none of us wanted this.
Maya didn’t want this. And everyone saying that it’s her fault can actually go burn in hell. She likely already blames herself enough. She likely already wishes she hadn’t spoken up about it out of the guilt that she likely feels. You guys commenting all over the socials about how this is her fault and “are you happy now?” Are actually horrible people.
A 7 year old boy just lost his father. A woman just lost her long term boyfriend. Two parents just lost their son. Several young children just lost their uncle. Show some fucking respect. Joking about it and hating on people who had nothing to do with what happened is not doing anything but twist the knife for the people who this has ACTUALLY effected.
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