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[ guide ] Sav & Embry

“Hey...you don't have to be scared of me...” She didn't speak in a way that was condescending, it was a fact. Her heart demanded action and Savannah locked their lips shyly. He didn't have to be scared of her. She was scared of him.

[uley--omega]

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                                                                      ❝Hey, man ! ❞                                      ❝I wasn't really expecting to see you, and stuff.❞                                                            ❝Not 'til later, anyway.❞                                                              ❝ ... But it's alright ! ❞                                                         ❝ ------- Glad you're here.❞               ❝Maybe you can try and make Jared shut up with his dumb jokes.❞

[uley--omega]

             ❝Hey, Embry ? ❞

                  ❝——....❞   ❝Have you ever kissed a girl ? ❞

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y our threads are just hella cute right n ow ok --

[bleedscaffeinearchived]

"I'm ordering pizza."

        "—What do you want on it? Pepperoni? Just plain cheese?"

[uley--omega]

☾ ☻ ♦ ☼

☾ sleeps

Seth is definitely more partial towards sleeping on his back, that's for sure. He never really lays on his side unless there is another person he is speaking to, somebody lying next to him sharing stories and secrets--whatever piece of information he happens to find so interesting late at night. He has a number of positions, though, and that almost always depends solely on his mood. He never coils himself up tightly in a bundle of blankets or layers--he's already warm enough, and he hates feeling constricted or limited in terms of space. So--really--you'll find him with his arms draped over his forehead and line of vision, laying on his back with his shirt pulled up making his abdomen slightly visible. You'll find all of his limbs spread completely, laying on his back with a pillow over his face. The constant variable being--laying on his back. Sometimes when he's a bored sort of tired, his arms will be crossed. He's also a light sleeper--with his his enhanced sense of hearing. But if someone wakes him up--he acts as though he's still asleep. He likes to gather and collect information, base on what he hears. 

☻hugs

Seth is not particularly physical or intimate. He doesn't really like superfluous or excessive amounts of contact, not unless he knows the person really well. With Edward, we see him offer a sort of side hug and a high-five, another gesture affectionately denoted as a 'brofist'--... but he doesn't like hugging people much. He loves other people, he loves his friends, and he loves attending social events--but hugs aren't exactly his thing. With Bella---....that's a different story. But when there are family members and mutual friends, acquaintances from friends, he would rather not receive a hug from them. Not too big on hugs at all. 

♦ kisses

The prospect of "making out" is not exactly appealing to him. Quite frankly he finds it kind of gross. 

☼ you choose!

Seth never refers [ referred ] to his father as ‘Dad’, or ‘my dad’. Not unless they’re alone. The only time he ever addressed Harry Clearwater by ‘dad’, was when he was at home with Leah, Harry, and his mother.  In public, or with anybody else, he called and-or calls his father 'Harry'. 

[littlesxa]

                    ▐ embrycxll

        ╏☬╏Collin sat there, his bare feet buried in the sand, his arms wrapped around his knees. He could feel the cool wind pushing it's way through his semi-long, dark brown locks of hair. Letting his right hand run though his hair, he pushed it out of his face, just to find one of the other pack members approaching him from afar.. Embry. He removed his hands from around his knees, giving him the chance to lean up and trade a light smile with the man.

                                        ❝ Oh, hey Embry. ❞

[imprintless]

Little thing

"I can’t believe you just picked your nose." Leah rolled her eyes, looking at her little brother sitting in his little booster chair.

                           Her brown orbs traveled as the little boy put the booger into his mouth.

She gagged, fleeing out of the room and calling for her father.