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Seth x reader: Mating Season

WARNING: Smut, male aggression (kind of), and a whole new Seth. 

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Monday, August 12th, 2019

It was the first day of school and Y/n was at the library during lunch (as always) catching up on some homework while sneaking some chips occasionally. Seth, Embry, Quil, and Jake were passing through when Seth noticed his long-time crush. Even before his shift, Seth always daydreamed about the quiet and shy girl. They had a few classes together, but he could never get the courage to talk to her. Now that he has shifted, He craved her more than before.

“Yo! Seth! You okay their little guy?” Embry laughed, waving his hand in front of his face.

“What? Yeah, I’m good.” He says, slapping his brothers’ hand away.

“Look over their guys. Hey Seth, why don’t you go talk to your girl.” Quil nudges him towards the library door.

“Shut up Quil,” Seth pushed back and started walking away. Jake and Embry shared a look and grabbed Seth towards the library.

“Let me go! What the fuck is wrong with you guys!” Seth says, trying to not start something with his brothers, while also not causing a scene. Too late.

“What the-?” Y/n looked up from her English homework to see Embry, Seth, Jake, and Quil playing tug-of-war with each other. Y/n shrugged her shoulders and goes back to work as the boys run off elsewhere.

Friday, September 20th, 2019

Seth sat directly behind Y/n and could do nothing but attempt his way to be closer to her as possible. He had finally gotten the courage to talk to her a couple of days after the library incident; in the midst of it, to everyone’s relief, he imprinted on her. Since then, he has calmly entered her into the pack world. She took it well. She was shocked and hesitant at first, but she accepted what it was.

When he told her about the imprinting, she was happy. Seth has never seen Y/n big e/c eyes light up and smile as if she was seeing the sun for the first time. She was ecstatic by it because she had feelings for Seth since she first saw him in gym class a few years back. He was smaller, lanky, and had baby-like features. Now, he was buffer and broader, taller, with child-like features. Even as a giant, he wasn’t intimidating. Seth was the definition of a teddy bear or more like a cub. Man, on the outside, a child on the inside.

Wednesday, November 13th, 2019

It had been a little over two months of Y/n and Seth being together. Emotions grew stronger and hormones became wilder. It didn’t help Seth when Paul would think obscure things. It also didn’t help that Seth would think of those things while being with Y/n. She knew something was up and decided to confront him about it.

“Seth, are you ok? You seem…on edge lately.” Y/n said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m fine,” he says abruptly moving away from her hand. “I have to go,” Seth said walking past Y/n and towards the front door. He is stopped by an arm grabbing his.

“Did I do something wrong? You’ve been avoiding me…” Y/n said with tears in her eyes. Seth turned to his imprint and regretted everything he did to her. He grabs her, pulling them close, and kiss them as hard as he could. Allowing to let Y/n feel why Seth has been acting the way he has. She hesitates and looks up at him.

“That’s why I have been distant. I don’t want to force you into doing anything you don’t want to do. I love and care about you too much.” Seth says with emotions in his eyes. Y/n smiles looking down. She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes, looks up at him, and she allows him in. When he looks at her, he sees it. He sees a mutual feeling. Love, passion, and lust. Without a word, they embrace one another for a wild night to remember.

Friday, January 3rd, 2020

“Alright! Let’s move, move, move!” Sam screamed. The pack has been running drills all day. Anger and tension started to build between the guys. During this time, Leah had to be dismissed for her safety (Sue and Billy’s demand) but did drills later when it would just be her, Jake (maybe), and Seth. Sam and Paul were stricter on everyone, we fought more, and became irrationally aggressive at times. All for one small reason.

It was mating season. A time where, if the option was available, we’d all go to our corners of La Push and stay with our imprints and fulfill the moment (while using protection of course). Thus, the reason for Leah not being here. For wolves in general, guys become aggressive as the women go into heat. It’s not like anything would come of anything if Leah was there. It would just be better if she wasn’t.

Seth had warned Y/n of this time of year. It happens randomly from January to March. No warning when it does happen. This year just so happened to be at the start of January. A great way to start a new year.

Seth ran to Y/n house after practicing drills in the cold rain. He climbed up the side of her house and in through her window and sought her out. He growled at the sight of her. She had just gotten out of the shower, wrapped in a towel with her h/t (hair type) wrapped in a towel. She jumped at the sound he made and tried to catch her breath.

“Jesus Seth! You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here? I thought you said Sam was going to have you guys run drills until later tonight?” She asked, oblivious to his stance and demeanor. When he said nothing, she walked up to him slowly, then stopped. The moment she looked into his eyes; she knew that she wasn’t going to leave this room for the rest of the afternoon (when her parents come back from work).

“Fuck.” She drops her towel, and without a second thought, Seth grabs her by the waist, pulling her closer to him, grabbing her face, and pulling her into a deep needing kiss. She wrapped her arms around him and just gave into him. Seth was always gentle, calm, and sweet when they had sex. She knew that this wouldn’t be one of those times. She was about to see, feel, taste, and experience a whole different side of her boyfriend.

“Mine.” He growled in Y/n ear as he picked her up and pushed her against the wall. He pushed his member to her center and grind slowly as moisture starts to pool in between her legs.

“Yes, fuck, Seth. Yours…” She wrapped her legs harder around him breathing hard against his neck. He undid his pants and pulled his boxers down, kicking them somewhere in the room. He kisses her roughly and begins to play with her clit. She moans against his mouth, throwing her head back at the much-needed pressure where she needed it the most. Seth bends down and starts leaving marks all along her neck, shoulder, and breast before sliding her up against the wall, throwing her legs over his shoulder and eats her out.

“Oh, dear god, Seth! Fuck baby, right there…” Y/n grabbed onto his hair with one hand and balanced the other one against the ceiling, so she doesn’t fall.

“Mine. All mine!” He growled against her pussy, causing a violet vibration that traveled through her body. Incoherent words falling from her mouth as he worked her until she couldn’t go any longer. When she finished, and he got his fill, he slid her down, wrapping her legs around his waist, and thrust into her without warning.

“Fuck...” both said in unison. He waited with his eyes closed, forehead pressed against hers, easing his breath. She thought for a moment, just for a moment, that he was going to go back to their other way of sex. Until his eyes shot open and stared back into hers. Never, has she ever, seen this animalistic side of Seth.

“Fuck.” He went for it. Deep hard and fast thrusts entered her as soon as she braced herself against him. She squeezed her legs around his waist at the surprise impact.

“No! Mine!” Seth lifted her legs to his forearm, pressing her against the wall while his hands supported her back. She could look down and see him entering and exiting her. Making her wetter and wetter as she watched. Her head flew back against the wall, trying to grab onto anything she could reach as he took her in the most pleasurable way.

“More, Seth. Please…d-don’t stop Daddy.” Seth stopped shortly, rose his head up slowly at her, and gave her a grin.

“Say it again.” He growled.

“Daddy…” He thrust into her hard.

“Again”

“Daddy.” Another thrust.

“Again”

“Daddy…” She whined this time. It was enough for him because he went back to fucking her. Only this time, he held eye contact with her, watching her facial expressions. His pace became uneven and she knew he was about to finish.

“Cum in my mouth daddy.” I breathed in his ear. A few more pumps afterward, he slips himself out, I slide to my knees and begin taking him in my hands and pumping him.

“Ah, Fuck Y/n!” He grabs a wad of my hair and shoves my mouth on him. He releases inside of my mouth and I sucked him off as he continued to cum. His hips thrusting towards me, only making me suck and pump harder.

“Shit, baby, no. Fuck Y/n.” He slips himself out of my mouth and looks down at me. I spit the leftover in my mouth in my trash can next to me and look back up at him. He gives me a grin, reaches for me to pull me up, and kisses me softly.

“Sorry about that. Didn’t mean to hurt or scare you.” He said quietly with a grin on his face.

Seth x reader: The Altar

WARNING: Sad af.

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August of 1998—Pre-K

“HEY! Leave him alone!” Y/n pushes Leo, another kid in your grade, off the new kid at school.

“Y/n! What have I said about pushing other students?” Ms. Carmichael says, going up to Y/n.

“But he was hitting him! And no one was stopping it!” You yelled, stating facts to the wretched woman. She shakes her head and reaches to grab the new kid on the ground.

“Are you okay Seth?” The teacher helps the kid up. He nods his head and looks at you with a smile. “Well then, Seth, Y/n, Leo, follow me. The principal waits for you.” We follow the she-beast and you wait for your punishment. As you’re sitting outside waiting for Leo to get done with his lame of excuse, you sneak a conversation with the kid named Seth.

“Hey, Seth, right?” he looks at you with wide eyes and nods his head. “You okay? Fat butt in there is mean to everyone and tends to hurt the smaller kids.” He smiled at the name.

“I’m okay. Thank you…”

“Y/n, Y/n Y/L/n. at your service sir.” I said with a smile with a missing tooth. He smiles back.

“Woah, you already lost a tooth?”

“I lost three. See!” Y/n proceeds to show him your mouth and all your missing teeth.

“Woah…I’ve only lost two. And they’re a pain in the” looks around, “butt.” They both laugh at the word butt.

“Wanna be my best friend?” Y/n ask randomly.

“SURE!” he says with excitement.

“Ms. Y/L/N, Mr. Clearwater! No talking!” Said the receptionist.

“Sorry.” They said in unison, looking at each other trying to not laugh.

October of 2007—7th grade; Halloween

“Oh, come on Seth! Tell me! Please…I’ll be your best friend!” Seth stops, looks at me with a grin and a side-eye.

“Y/n, we’re already best friends. What!?” he laughs, bumping shoulders with you.

“Okay, yes. But come on. Just tell me!”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“…”

“…”

“Vampire.” I look at him with a blank face. Then start laughing.

“Ugh, this is why I didn’t want to tell you.” He starts walking away.

“No, sorry. I wasn’t laughing at that. I was laughing at the fact that we were almost going as the same thing dum-dum.” He stops and smiles.

“Really?” he smiles.

“Yes. I was debating as a witch or a vampire. So, since you’re the vampire, I’ll be a witch.” You smile next to him. You were low-key laughing at it, but seeing as it is Seth, and anytime he looks anything but happy always hurts you, you could never laugh at him for certain things. He wraps his arm around your shoulder and you guys walk home to get ready.

“Bet I can beat you to my house.” He says pulling you down and taking off.

“NO FAIR!” you state chasing after him.

Summer of 2010—Before 10th-grade year.

Nothing. No call, no text, not even visitation. I had gone over to the Clearwater’s house yesterday, only to be turned away by Harry.

“Sorry Y/n, Seth still isn’t well.” Sue standing behind him with a sad look on her face.

“Can you at least tell him I stopped by, and to call me? I’m worried about him.” You say with tears in your eyes. Desperate to hear from your best friend and crush. You had developed hard feelings for the small raven head boy. He was everything to you always but was more before 8th-grade year. You didn’t know or understand what was happening, but you knew your feelings for Seth were nothing but genuine strong feelings.

The funny thing was you knew he felt it back. Those times where you two would get lost in each other’s eyes, the times where a kiss was almost shared but rudely interrupted by the arguments of Leah and Sue over trivial things. The slight touches and spark that flew between the two. Not even a blind person could miss the way you two responded to each other. Hell, your moms would secretly plan your wedding to one another. They even created a budget for the both of you for damn sakes!

But at that moment, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that boy you’ve always loved was okay. And if you could get one word from him, everything would be fine. You saw Leah coming to the front door about to head off somewhere. She stops and looks at you with a defeated look on her face.

“Y/n/n. I was just heading out. Let me walk you home.” You knew, since childhood, not to question the girl who was, basically, your older sister. She always protected you and, unknowing to her, you idolized her. Her strong will and strength you gained came from watching Leah. You looked down and nodded your head and followed her. At your porch step, she finally said something that broke you to pieces.

“You and Seth are done. I’m sorry Y/n, but…Seth…he’s not the Seth you know. I’m sorry.” She says, running off somewhere. Your eyes followed her until she became blurry with tears. You started to hyperventilate and didn’t want to be home. So, you dropped your bag and ran. You didn’t know where you just ran in the opposite direction and didn’t stop until you were on the edge of the forest. You recall Harry telling you to never step into the forest after a bunch of people from Forks have gone missing. And abiding by his rules, you don’t. You find a spot near the tree line and let it out. You stay there for a while and let all the tears fall as the warm summer rain hits your skin.

May of 2012—Senior year; Graduation day.

After that faithful day where you cried near the forest, you vowed to try to get Seth to talk to you. You were determined to have him to say something, anything, about what the hell was going on. But all you got was the cold shoulder, a growl, or his friends telling you to back off. He wouldn’t even look at you. You became bitter and he became a thing of the past. Your feelings for him came to a halt as you lost touch with the boy you’ve always loved.

It finalized in the middle of the first semester that year. You decided to wait sometime after Harry’s death to return everything. Even at the funeral, he avoided you. It was then, your feelings harden, and everyone could see it. So, it was no shock to Sue when you came by to return his things in exchange for yours. Since he wasn’t home, you took that chance to do so and left without saying a word, a note, or anything. Plus, you doubt he would’ve noticed.

But he did. When he returned home that evening, he instantly knew you were in his room. He could not only feel it, but he smelt your fragrance, he smelt you. He noticed the trinkets, sweaters, and brush all gone. Some clothes you kept in the drawers, gone. Everything was gone. He then saw the box you left on his bed. He lifts the top only to discover everything he’d ever given you. A ring with a wolf on it that you only took off when you washed the dishes, took a shower, or was asleep. His sweaters and shirts he’d leave behind if he slept over. Hair ties you both shared; you guys had to color coordinate occasionally, he had red and you had purple.

On the floor, he noticed a bag of his shoes and clothes that he doubt he could fit any more. He looked at the stuff you returned and just stood there with his eyes closed and let the tears he had been holding in go. He hated everything that he was and everything that had happened. He hated Sam and his gag rule. He hated how because of this, his father died; he never blamed Leah, he blamed his genes. But most of all, he hated how he lost the love of his life, the woman he always saw himself with, who he wanted to marry, to grow old with. He hated how he lost Y/n. He was afraid to look; if she wasn’t his imprint, it would kill him. So, Seth just watched her from afar. He still looked after her when she didn’t notice. But he couldn’t risk it, even when his gut and friends told him to.

He felt two sets of arms wrap around him. Leah and Sue held onto him as he cried all of what he had been holding in. Memories of them since they were kids, those little moments of the almost that they had with one another. The time in 8th grade where he was ready to tell her that he loved her but chickened out when Kyle Graden asked her to the Spring dance.

“She’s gone.” Had been his final words before he broke down and let the pain ooze from him.

December of 2022—Y/n Wedding

“You’re going Seth, and that’s final,” Sue told her youngest cub as he begrudgingly got ready to go to the one celebration he wishes he could run away from. Y/n wedding. When they got the invitation, Seth pulled a Jacob and hightailed out of La Push. It had taken a month or so for him to get back, and when he did, he wasn’t him. He knew he had no right to stop it, he knew he had no say in anything. But it killed him finally having this day to come. A day he knew would come eventually. Her wedding day.

“Come on man. We know it hurts, but you guys haven’t seen each other in, what, 10 years. She’s probably changed! You may realize that she was just a crush and nothing more.” Paul says, attempting to be helpful. Seth cracks a noticeably fake smile and just gets up to go to the ceremony that is being held at the nearby chapel.

Once there, they guys situate in the back and carry on a conversation while Seth looks around the place. He laughed to himself, if he remembered correctly, which he did, he knew this wasn’t Y/n idea of a wedding. It was Christmas themed, with sparkles and fake snow everywhere. You hated the idea of holiday-themed anything (especially Christmas). The overrated holiday, along with Valentine’s Day, bothered you. So seeing this Winter Wonder Land shit, made him realize, this wasn’t you. At all.

“Yeah, Y/n/n did not plan this wedding,” Leah said next to Seth. Only validating what was Seth’s inner monologue. You then herd the music start and the bridesmaid and groomsman walk next to one another towards the front of the church. The groom waiting up there for Y/n; Seth loathed him. A hand was placed on his shoulder by Sam, who made him realize that this isn’t the time nor place. Seth continues to watch the scenery as the flower girls throwing sparkles and peddles on the ground. Leah gagging at the girly-like shit they both knew you hated. Then, the music tempo changed, and the pastor motioned us to rise.

Y/n walked next to her dad down the aisle and from what Seth could see, you were a sight to stare at. Pictures were being taken and smiles were being drawn your way as you continue to the piece of shit you were to marry.

“Yeah, she really had no control. She always hated cake topper dresses.” Everyone nodded at that. You may not have known or met pack, but from what they could tell from the memories Seth and Leah had and when they watched you from afar, they knew you hated the bullshit of the wedding you were having.

The wedding continued, vowels where said, and a kiss was shared. But that’s not what broke Seth, no, out of everything, it's not what killed him. When you turned after being pronounced as Mrs. Forayed, somehow, by the universe screaming, Seth was hit with the realization of his mistake. Air left his body as he fell dead weight to the seat beneath him. The second your eyes locked, everything slowed down, time stopped, even your heart skipped a beat. There was no one in that room except you two and the shadow of regret clouding over him and the love breaking through your heart for the boy you love.

“Seth…Are you-” Jacob said.

“It was her…” Everyone looked at one another, then at you. Your eyes didn’t leave that spot and you felt something stir within you. The arm wrapped around your waist pulled you back to reality as you faked a smile at your husband. Feeling bad that it is not him you want but knowing that you can’t turn back.

Seth left in a hurry, leaving everyone without a second thought. While in the car on her way to the reception, a howl in the distance could be heard.

Seth x Reader: Invitation

Warning: Harassment and sexual innuendos. Alcohol consumption of the girls of the wolf pack gang.

All the girls are the same age for this story (and every story I make).

“Invitation” by Ashnikko ft Kodie Shane

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All we wanted was a girl’s night out; a night where we don’t get groped, harassed or stalked. Is that so hard to ask? Emily, Clair, Kim, Rachel, Leah, Aliza (Embry’s imprint), and I all went to a bar in Port Angeles to get away from, well, everything. The Vampire Mafia war ended and just wanted a day to calm our nerves without the guys. But can we get a night where it could just be a bunch of girls having fun? No, because why would it (note to sarcasm)?

Fuck you mean you need it

He said he needs it or he'll die Touching on my inner thigh Dirty seedy kinda guy His castration would be nice And I'm just cruising on my bike Summertime, my T-shirt tight He say I'm the type he like Like I'm a biscuit he could bite

I can't even wear my skin Without them asking where I've been Without them asking for a spin This is not an invitation

Our outfits where tight and colorful, our heels were as high as they can get, our hair and makeup were done to perfection, and when we walked in, our confidence was through the roof into the galaxy. We went to the bar to take shots and, of course, a creep decided to hit on Aliza. He snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her close. Emily reacted faster than us and his drunk ass fell to the floor. So, we took our drinks to a table in the corner.

This is not an invitation Fuck you mean you need it? Fuck you mean you RSVPed? I don't need a reason This is not an invitation Fuck you mean you need it? Fuck you mean you need it?

I could be lickin' on a lolly Dolled up like a dolly Short skirt lil hottie Don't you comment on my body Put a jiggle in my titties I can giggle like 'em silly Call me prudish call me bitchy Knock you out without a semi

When the alcohol settled and the music entered our atmosphere, we went out to the dance floor. Different music of all genres started flowing through. It was packed filled with people and you can feel the body heat of the person next to you.

All we were doing was dancing in our world and a few guys grabbed Leah, me, and Kim from behind. We pushed them away from us and kept minding our own business. The song “Back that Ass Up” came on and, of course, that is what some of us did. Emily (by surprise), Clair, Aliza, and I all back it up. And like the true friends they are, Kim, Rachel, and Leah were behind us laughing as we dance in unison to the song. But that was short-lived.

I can't even wear my skin Without them asking where I've been Without them asking for a spin This is not an invitation

This is not an invitation Fuck you mean you need it? Fuck you mean you RSVPed? I don't need a reason This is not an invitation Fuck you mean you need it? Fuck you mean you need it?

We went back to the bar to get my drinks. We cheered and laughed, talking among ourselves. That’s when I felt a hand go up to my back thigh to my ass and you best fucking believe I slapped the absolute shit out of the guy who did it. But to my surprise, it was a female. And that just pissed us off even more. We all gave her and her friends the “stank face” that said back the hell up, took our shots and went back on the floor.

This is not an invitation She like to talk a lot, when I pull up, can't say shit I don't want that girl because she can't be patient Come with me right now we about to switch locations So fuck with me you need it I ain't fucking with these boys I got my reasons Diamonds on me just like lights they change the seasons I think you gotta do way more if you wanna please me Diamonds look like water on my girl it look like Fiji Diamonds freeze me now forever diamonds 3D She can see me VVS just like the TV just me and AZ You know it's not debating, you can't replace me

The DJ played a Latin Mix and, of course, we all playfully acted gay for one another. We laughed and had fun as any person would. But the line was drawn when we were leaving. We called Sam and Paul to come and get us (mind you, it’s 2 am at this time) and that we’d be waiting outside near the bar door. All we were doing was standing there, taking selfies, and blasting each other on Snapchat. But apparently, that’s not acceptable either.

This is not an invitation Fuck you mean you need it? Fuck you mean you RSVPed? I don’t need a reason This is not an invitation Fuck you mean you need it? Fuck you mean you need it?

Leah and I had snapped. We were the tallest and strongest out of the six of us and when a group of guys started to harass Kim, Rachel, and Emily we were over it. All we wanted to do was enjoy our girl’s night out and we can’t even do that. So, you bet your ass we walked up on them and pushed them from them. They acted as if they were going to fight us, and they probably would’ve, had it not been for the two wolves’ behind them grabbing them faster than they could register.

Paul and Sam twist their arms around their back to the point where the bastards fell to their knees begging for them to stop. It was amusing honestly. And like Leah and myself natural behavior, we looked at each other, smiled, and kicked them in the balls. Should we have? No, but after tonight, we didn’t care too much. After Sam and Paul let them go, we went home and the whole time we went back to being a bunch of girls consumed with alcohol who were singing beyond off-key to every song that came on the radio.

When we pulled up to the house and all the guys came out looking worried. I guess Paul called them to tell them what happened because the doors opened, and we were helped and asked multiple questions. We all looked at each other and continued to laugh and sing to a song we didn’t finish singing. Even if Leah burned off all the alcohol due to her body heat, I was glad she was still able to soberly intoxicated as we kind of were.

“Babe! Are you okay!? Paul told us what happened?” Seth asked. Man…I love him. I hugged him and kissed his chest.

“I love you, Seth. You’re pretty and nice to be around.” He laughs and instead of responding he picks me up and carries me bridal style to his and Leah’s place. Who, by the way, is piggy-back riding on Jacob because, you know, why not? Emily and Rachel were trying to run from Sam and Paul while Clair, Kim, and Aliza were spinning together singing “It’s Raining Men.”

“Jesus Christ! What the fuck did you guys consume!?” Jared asked watching all the imprints and our inability to have control of what is going on.

“Jared! Language!” Emily tried to stay serious. Sam took that chance to grab Emily and haul her over his shoulder. Rachel saw it and said,

“NO! Emily!” then proceeded to run to grab her hand as if that was going to do anything. Paul followed Sam and grabbed Rachel. Somehow, they were able to grab each other’s hands and acted as if they were trying to save the other life.

“I got you, Emily!”

“Don’t let go!” Emily screamed.

“Damnit, Rachel! Seriously?” Paul said laughing.

“Oh, this is great footage. I can’t wait to show you guys tomorrow.” Brady said standing next to Collin who was laughing at the scene.

“What! Wait! Get my good side!” Leah screamed.

“But both sides are your good side!” I replied.

“Awe…thank you bunny!!!” we both laugh.

“Brady, send us a copy of this in the group text,” Embry said watching Aliza carefully so she doesn’t fall.

“No problem,” He said. Yeah, that night was good.

Seth x Reader: Wanting you

Warning/Authors Note: I completely forgot until after I finished this that Harry died when Leah changed, and I didn’t write that in. So, let’s forget that detail or act as if Harry didn’t. I think I got the book and movie mixed up. I don’t know.

Part 1: “Dreams” by Ella Eyre

Part 2: “You’ve Got It Bad” by Usher

Part 3: “Never Give Up on Love” by Bobby Tinsley

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Narrator POV

Over the past month, Y/n and Seth has gotten closer and closer to one another. Seth started to come by after school to the diner Tuesday, Thursday, and sometimes Sunday –if Sam doesn’t have him on patrol—which Y/n still has no clue of yet. Y/n would meet the pack when they stopped by randomly throughout the week. Each encounter was completely different from the rest, but it was entertaining nonetheless.

Following Monday after the first date

Y/n was running around the diner, taking orders, and getting drinks due to short staff. Orion called in, Kayla wasn’t scheduled, and out of the three new kids they hired, one was due for their shift in an hour, one wasn’t scheduled, and the other quit after 3 days. Thus, requiring Y/n to run around like a chicken with its head cut off.

It wasn’t until five o’clock when Paul, Quil, Brady, and Embry popped in and sat at one of the bigger booths in the back. They patiently, yet loudly, waited for her. Not too long after, Y/n walked in on Quil and Brady balancing the salt and pepper shaker on their noses, Embry recording it, and Paul looking at them as if he’s questioning how he is related to them. Y/n smiles a genuine smile the first time that night watching them. She understands why Emily sometimes needs a break from them.

“Hey guys, my name is Y/n, and I’ll be your server today. What can I get for you?” she says, getting ready to attempt to catch every detail of food they were about to order. Based on the amount of food they order on Sunday, Y/n could only assume they didn’t come to just order a burger and fries.

“Hey, Y/n! Are you the only one working right now?” Y/n nods.

“Unfortunately. We had a few call-ins, and the other person doesn’t come in until 6. So, unfortunately, you’re stuck with me.”

“Well, let me introduce us. I am your graciously handsome-” Paul starts.

“Satan like- Ow!” Paul ignores Brady and kicks him under the table.

“Man, Paul. The one who is about to cry is Brady; the one who looks like he’s afraid of butterflies is Embry-”

“That was one time!” Embry’s attempted to defend himself.

“And the one who looks like he has tree-nuts in his mouth is Quil.” Paul finishes.

“Do I really still have chubby cheeks.” Quil looks at everyone. They all nodded, and Embry poked his cheeks.

“Half of my finger goes in. You have cheeks Sandy,” Embry said with a straight face. However, Y/n lost it and could not stop laughing at their introduction.

“I see why Emily says you guys are her sons.”

“Awe! She loves us!” Y/n laughs and takes down their order, which consumed 90% of the menu with a to-go plate of a chicken salad and 6 burgers. By the time Nora, the new hire, came in the guys were just about to leave. Well…that wasn’t until…

“You did not.”—Quil.

“Holy shit.”—Paul.

“Woah.” Said Embry. Brady utterly oblivious to what was going on and was eating his apple pie when Embry imprinted.

“Ah, Embry? You okay?” Y/n ask. Waving her hand in front of his face, Paul laughs, and it gains Nora’s attention. She’s about “5’8”, slender face, broad nose, big green eyes with long lashes, and dimples. Her hair was short and curly with finger waves. She didn’t have makeup on –only lashes, and her eyes were winged and lip-gloss. She really didn’t need it; she had some acne (like we all do) on her caramel skin; she was attractive.

“What-cha waiting for Em?” Paul said then, in the Paul-like manner, pushes Embry into Nora. Who was surprised.

“Oh. Shoot. I-I’m…I’m sorry. I swear I didn’t mean to bump into you. Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you or anything? If I did, I swear I didn’t mean to…” Nora starts smiling and her dimples and smile are what makes Embry stop his word vomit fiasco.

“You’re good. No worries; I’m Nora.” She says, holding out her hand.

“Eh-mbry,” Embry cleared his voice and shook her hand, “Sorry, um, hi, I’m Embry.” He says with clammy hands. Paul continues to laugh

“Nice,” Quil says, propping his arm on Y/n shoulder.

I use to wake up in the morning and I'd hear your name Had you picture in my mind I didn't need a frame Wrote you letters that I couldn't see you eye to eye Hope the letters could express the way I felt inside

Sometimes, the ones that you love Do not feel the same way that you do and it hurts you bad Sometimes your heart'll get weak But you can never give up on love

Y/n POV

Seth and I have been together the past month or so, and to my surprise, I wasn’t terrified. The thought of getting close to someone was terrifying, but now, not so much. The idea of it is making me smile uncontrollably. I feel a sense of comfort, happiness, love! With Seth, things came naturally. Hopefully, this isn’t just a honeymoon phase; that would suck. Two months ago, we had just warmed up to each other and not long after did he ask me to be his girlfriend. The boy took me to the beach to have a picnic only for it to rain in the middle of it. I could tell by his set up that he really wanted to show out for me, so instead of running to the car, we stayed and danced, ran around, and played in it. It was then he asked me, and all I could do was say yes.

It was finally Friday, and I planned on doing nothing since Seth had to work at Sam’s shop. As I was heading to my car, Seth comes up behind me and kisses my cheek. I could do nothing but smile and kiss him back.

“Hey, you.”

“Hey, beautiful. What has you all happy?” He says, turning me around to kiss my forehead. Seth is one of those affectionate guys who doesn’t really do massive PDA, but he does make it clear to the public that we’re together. This was something I wasn’t used to. Based on how often my parents involved in helping the world and entrusting me with Tay and Ken to take care of me, I never really felt that “love and affection” that I genuinely craved. I know my parents love me, but when you’re in and out of your child’s life as if I was a mistake, it makes you feel some type of way eventually.

“Nothing really; just thinking of the first time you asked me to be your girlfriend.” He blushed and got warmer than what he already was.

“At least you said yes!” he exclaims, and I laugh.

“Why wouldn’t I?” he nods and proceeds.

“So, I was wondering, would you be up for a bonfire tonight. I know it’s short notice, and we can wait, but I want you to meet the guys and Leah.” I smiled and nod,

“Of course.” A loud horn goes off behind us, and it’s Jared blaring the horn like he’s lost his mind.

“Come on, lover-boy!” Jared screams in the driver seat. Seth shakes his head.

“I’ll come by to get you at seven. Wear layers!” he kisses me, and Jared blows the horn like before, and Seth runs off before they get in trouble.

I'll never give up on love Cause I know it's true, I know its real because I know the way I felt for you And In the middle of the night When I hear your name, I say a prayer for you And hope that you will do the same

I'll never give up on love Cause that God I serve To find love when he made a prayer we both deserve And he's the father that we'll never see on earth So I'll never give up on love

Things are different now without you always on my mind Definitely better, but I must admit it hurts sometimes What we had meant so much to me, just to let you know, But what's done is done and I guess it's time to let you go

Seth POV

I could tell Y/n was worried about tonight. Well, she was only worried because I was worried about how she’d react to me telling the truth about what I am. What we are—the pack. She repeatedly asked if I was okay and eventually held my hand when I admitted I was nervous. In retrospect, she didn’t have to be because she practically met the guys already, minus Leah. She’s only had brief conversations at the diner on Sunday when Sam decides he’s going to get food if Jared and Kim can’t. Leah won’t do anything but be hostile in the most Leah way possible.

Everyone was waiting for us when we got there. As usual, the guys complained because I had the burger and hot dog buns, and we couldn’t start without that. Y/n grabbed some chips until Emily gave her a plate that was a veggie burger.

“Made sure it wasn’t cross-contaminated with the other burgers.” She gave a wink and handed Nora her turkey burger.  Nora already knew about us because Embry changed when they went on a hike. Some nomads came through unannounced and took him by surprise. We arrived on time, but Nora got to see what we were. She took it…well. Well, “well,” was saying it lightly. She fainted, screamed, cried, panicked, and then was okay. It was…concerning. So tonight, I get to tell Y/n what I am and that she’s my imprint. I’m not sure if Embry is going to tell Nora if they’re imprints or not. She’s not good with surprises…clearly.  

As we sat around the fire, Y/n leaned against me for extra warmth while talking to Leah, who surprisingly, gravitated to her. Mainly to make fun of Jared and Quil, who are trying to come up with homophones. So far, they’ve only made it to 20 and Y/n/n and Lear betting if they make it to 30 or not. So far, Quil is in the lead. He’s dumb, but he’s the smartest dumbest person here.

Eventually, Dad and Billy start with our ancestors' legends, and I can see Y/n/n is actively into our heritage. By the time they were finished, it was quiet. Everyone was looking between Nora and Y/n/n to see their reaction. Even though Nora knows about what we are, she slowly starts to smile when she turns to Embry. She quickly put two-and-two together and realized what he wanted to also tell her.

“Come on, let's take a walk,” I say to Y/n/n.

Sometimes, the ones that you love They don't feel the same way that you do and it hurts you Sometimes your heart'll get weak But you can never give up on love

I'll never give up on love Cause I know it's true, I know its real because I know the way I felt for you And In the middle of the night When I hear your name, I say a prayer for you And hope that you will do the same

I'll never give up on love Cause that God I serve To find love when he made a prayer, we both deserve And he's the father that we'll never see on earth So I'll never give up on love

Narrator POV

As the young couple takes a stroll down the beach, Jared takes this opportunity to announces the obvious.

“So, just to make this clear, Embry is now the worst way to let an imprint know who we are, right?”

“No.” Everyone said.

“Babe, Nora found out on accident. We went to the carnival, and on the tea-cup, you spilled that tea while crying.” Everyone laughed and Jared pouted.

“I wasn’t crying.” and everyone laughed harder and louder. Y/n and Seth could hear everyone back at the bonfire as they walked together down the beach. When they came upon driftwood was when the young wolf asked his imprint of what she thought.

“It was good. I could literally imagine myself there. Well, at least watching it go down. The third wife was brave for what she did. Risking it to save the village, sacrificing herself for everyone.” Seth took in a deep breath.

“Was there anything else that caught your attention?” Based on how Seth asked made Y/n realize that there was more to the story. She looked at him and reflected onto the legends they told her. Specific words stood out, “wolf,” “cold-ones,” “imprint,” and “treaty.” She said to Seth, who took a deep breath and explained the truth. Who he was, where they came from, what they can do. Y/n was skeptical until Seth, with the help of Sam, shifted. And just like Nora, she screamed and ran, came back to see if he was real, pet him, then fainted. When she came to, she overheard Jared and Seth talking about imprinting.

“I don’t think I should tell her that she’s my imprint, Jared. She already freaked out when I showed her I was a wolf.” Jared shook his head, trying to prove that he can give just as useful advice to people like Paul.

“Trust me. When she wakes up, just tell her that you guys are imprints and meant to be.”

“What?” both looked at the wide-awake Y/n. Seth looked back at Jared and let out a low growl. Jared put his hands up in surrender and left the room. Seth looked at his lap and confessed that part of the legends.

“I didn’t want to overwhelm you with everything in one night. So, I was going to wait a while before I told you that part. Well, if you still wanted to be with me after knowing what I am. Which, just because we’re imprints, you still have the choice and control to do what you feel is best. I don’t want to make you feel like you HAVE to be with me. Especially now.” Y/n sat up while he babbled on until she was in his face, close enough to kiss him to shut him up.

“I don’t want to leave Seth. If that is the reason for my intensified feelings for you, I don’t want to lose that. Plus, that’s badass to think. My boyfriend is a shapeshifter.” She smiled.

With Seth, Y/n could never give up on love. It was a sense of positive security that she would be guaranteed, unconditional love.

I'll never give up on love Cause I know it's true, I know its real because I know the way I felt for you And In the middle of the night When I hear your name, I say a prayer for you And hope that you will do the same

I'll never give up on love Cause that God I serve To find love when he made a prayer we both deserve And he's the father that we'll never see on earth So I'll never give up on love

BONUS SCENE—Narrator POV

A few weeks after the confession, Nora, Kim, Emily, and Y/n were making Thanksgiving dinner when Y/n randomly decided to bring up a touchy topic.

“So…” Y/n. Everyone looked at Y/n skeptically.

“Yes…” Nora asked.

“I just wanted to get clarification on something important that I think everyone needs to just make aware. Point out the rainbow elephant and a monkey in a bowtie in the room.” Emily shook her head, and Kim laughed into her hair.

“Which is?” Nora said, regretting to ask.

“So, are we technically living the Dawn Saga? But instead of Ghouls and Werecats, we live in a world of Vampires and Werewolves?” she asked while chopping up the vegetables. Everyone just looked at her with confused looks. She looked up and shrugged her shoulders.

“Think about it! Seth is basically Shawn, Sam is Sedric, Emily--you’re Elaina, Bella is Bethany, Jacob is Jeff! It all matches!!! HEY! What was that for?!” Y/n screams as Kim throws a potato peel at her.

“Because you’re stupid.”

“But I have a point, don’t I?” the girls all laugh and roll their eyes and move on with the conversation.

Seth x Reader: Wanting you

Warning: Breaking fourth wall. Let me know if you catch it 😉 and gender-neutral parental names

Part 1: “Dreams” by Ella Eyre

Part 2: “You’ve Got It Bad” by Usher

Part 3: “Never Give Up on Love” by Bobby Tinsley

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Y/n POV

“Will that be all for you?” I say, finishing up writing down the order.

“Well, I could get your number, beautiful.” One thing that is horrible about being a waitress is dealing with the harassment that comes with it. The best way to deal with verbal harassment (like in this situation) is by giving them the “AS,” as my friends would call it. The Awkward Stare. Now, this stare isn’t having ME become awkward; oh no, this is to make sure THEY do. Essentially, you would look at the predator straight in the eyes and give a resting bitch face until they become uncomfortable and silent. To the point where the whole table is uncomfortable. Kind of like your high school teacher would look at the student when no one would shut up. Once they were fully engaged in avoiding my eyes, I gave a final smile and went put in their order at the counter.

“You know, you could be a little less cute and more intimidating?” said Orion, my now lifetime best friend since I had started this job a couple of months ago. I turn to look at him and give him the finger as he walked around me to bring his tables their food.

“He does have a point. Straighten up your back more, pull your shoulders back, and clock your head to the side just a little. That way, you’ll really knock them.” Emily said. She was a regular here. Every Wednesday at 4 pm and Sunday at 12:30 pm, she would come in, go to her usual spot at the counter, and either order the chiefs salad with a side of a sliced pickle, the garden burger with seasoned fries, or 5 stack pancake with orange/apple juice. Her husband Sam or another kid named Jared and his girlfriend Kim come on Sunday morning, grabbing a crap ton of food (so Emily doesn’t have to cook) and leave. Polite men, scary—at least Sam can be, but polite. Jared is just a child, and I can do nothing but pray for Kim.

“You mean like that ugly pink toad lady from-”

“Don’t say it!” I roll my eyes. Ever since KJ Bowling expressed her feelings towards the LGBTQA+ community, she refuses to acknowledge it. The disbelief and sadness that took over for the love of Henry Planter she had were wild, yet kind of crazy to watch.

“Look, it could be worse. You could love the Dawn saga by Tephanie Neyer and find out that she is horrid in disguise. But hey! Once it hit 2 years, you’ll start realizing all the fucked-up shit in the series and slowly be okay. Dawn fans know Tephanie is fucked up, we know the series is fucked up, we acknowledge it all and take full responsibility for liking it, but some still like it. We don’t support it, but we like it.” I tell her, shrugging my shoulders. I have to remember, she’s a rookie in this game.

“That’s true. Why are the best authors the most fucked up?” she says, playing with her fries I just placed down in front of her.

“Because they hate us and know what the population likes. Just like politics.” I say, stealing one of her fries.

“I don’t know how you guys like that series! Wasn’t there racism, classism with the Ghoul’s and Werecats, hyper-sexualization on the prides where the cats came from, misinformed information, plagiarism, and too, I don’t know, squishy and fluffy in them?” Orion asked.

“First off, they were shapeshifters. Secondly, only in Dawn, Dusk, and Night were squishy. But only because Bethany and Elliot were on their honeymoon in the last one. Daytime didn’t have it because Elliot broke up with Bethany.” I nod in agreement while grabbing the food for my tables.

“I thought their name was Ben and Evy?”

“No, that’s the gender swap version,” I say, walking away with the food. I place the food down at one table and refill drinks to another; some of the reservation guys come in. Seth, Embry, Jake, and Quil. I look over to Orion to call him for his table, but it looks like he and Emily are in a heated discussion about the book series. So, I take over for him. As I walked over to the table, I made eye contact with Seth, and my stomach flipped.

Why you in my dreams? Don't know much about you But I heard about you for the longest time And I see you 'round whenever I go out With some friends of mine And I remember when I saw you standing in a different light It's funny where my mind goes when I'm in my bed at night though

As I lay in bed, I notice that my feelings become stronger and stronger for him almost every time I see him. He was a few inches shorter than me, cheerier, and lanky. I always saw Seth and his friends, but out of nowhere, these…flutters? Feelings? Emotions I don’t like started eating me up every time I see him. I know it might be a crush, I won’t even deny that, but…why?

I toss and turn that night and eventually give up on trying to sleep and just stare at the ceiling, thinking of him. Confused and resistant to even wanting to think about it. The last thing I need is to be in a relationship while in my fucked situation as is. I don’t need my guardians knowing anything about Seth either.

But then again, just like evil authors, life fucks us all over, and you can help but go along with it. Well, unless you sue them. Then that’s different.

'Cause I push you away in real life You ain't even close to my type But when I'm sleeping Everything's upside down, upside down, yeah I saw you last night in my, my dreams It felt so beautiful, I almost believed We were a thing and I liked it I never looked at you like this Till I saw you last night in my, my dreams Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my?) Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my mind?) Seth POV

I saw her again today. She was walking down the hallway with Orion and Kayla to gym class, and we made slight eye contact before Jake decided to take my attention away from her. I look at him, but I don’t really pay attention to him. I don’t know when it happened, but I have always loved Y/n. When she transferred here in middle school, she was cute, shy, and had (and still has) a babyface.

I could never talk to her. Every time I was around her, I’d get so scared and freeze up. And although we’re in high school, I still can’t control it. Lately, my feelings have been getting stronger. Not just with her, but in general. I don’t know what it is, but it’s taking a lot more of my energy trying to control myself. Leah and mom have noticed it too. But Embry was the worst. Speaking of which,

“Hey, where’s Embry?” Quil and Jake looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

“But did you hear a word I said?”

“Obviously not. He was too busy gawking at Y/n.” Quil said, laughing. I rolled my eyes and walked away. Ass-whores.

After school, we head to the diner and, like always and on cue, Jake and Quil make fun of me because Y/n works there. I roll my eyes at them and attempt to push them off me without smiling, but I can’t help it; they’re stupid. It’s not their fault.

Fell asleep at nine And once I closed my eyes, girl, you were so, so mine We laid in the dark, you left in morning light But, girl, it felt so right And if it's in our minds then we should make it life Girl, I mean real, real life Nothing's never for ya We were all and over for ya 'Cause I push you away in real life You ain't even close to my type But when I'm sleeping Everything's upside down, upside down, yeah I saw you last night in my, my dreams It felt so beautiful, I almost believed We were a thing and I liked it I never looked at you like this Till I saw you last night in my, my dreams

That night I quickly dreamed of her without even having to try to at this point. Every time I want to or attempt to talk, I freeze. Thinking about her just makes me feel…warm. Her beautiful y/e/c eyes are captivating. They’ll draw you in, and once you’re in, you’re stuck. Her y/h/(L/C/T) hair embraces and defines her facial features.

The dream always starts out the same. I’m running through the forest at a high fast pace towards a place that always ends up being her home. I follow around the house to her room on the left side of the house towards the forest. As I look at her window, I see her sitting at the window seal and we instantly make eye contact. My heart stops for a second—she smiles and I walk up to her window to come inside. She doesn’t open the window. She places her hand on the window and my much larger now hands cover hers. We look at one another and smile.

I’m not bothered by her not opening the window. I’m just happy she isn’t freaked out about my presence. Unfortunately, every time she goes to open the window, my alarm wakes me up. And when I mean alarm, I mean Leah.

I groan and curse her and the need to wake me up so early. As I get ready, I think of Y/n and I can’t help but smile. Today’s going be a good day.

Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my?) Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my mind?) Y/n POV

The weekend comes and I’m heading in for my shift Sunday morning. I usually wouldn’t work weekends, but that was before I met Emily. I have Friday and Saturday off instead. It’s eight in the morning and Kayla, two of the cooks, and I all pile in before we open at nine. By 9:30, a few families start piling in and by 10, we have the food catered to Sam or Jared ready.

“Hey, Kim!” I wave to her as she walks into the diner. She waves back and heads to the counter. After setting up my table, I head over to the food and help her pack it up in the truck.

“I see you guys ordered more food than usual. Did more family members move into the area?” I say, passing her the multiple trays from the cart to the car.

“Yeah…something like that,” she laughs it off, “but rest assure, this will be gone within the next 45 minutes…maybe sooner.” I laugh with her. I believe her 100 percent. After seeing Jared and Sam, I already know their family that Kim describes them to be, is just as big, if not larger, then this food should hold them off for 2 hours. Maybe.

“Well, that’s all of them: drive safe, Hun. And stop by sometime after school. You’ll miss the adventures of Orion and Emily arguing over pink and rose gold.”

“Aren’t they different?” I nod my head. “But they’ll argue over that?” I nod my head again. She shakes her head and smiles. “Em usually starts it?”

“Sometimes. Only when she needs a good laugh or when she just feels like fucking with him. Last week they were in a heated discussion about the Dusk saga.”

“Oh, dear god! She told me about that. I can’t believe she went that deep into it with him.” Kim laughs.

“I know. That’s probably the only time they’re not being repelling off the same topic. Normally one would disagree for the fuck of it, but they put their fuckery aside and agreed to agree on that topic.” We both laugh. I finish up my conversation with Kim and head inside.

If I gotta fall asleep, sleep to see ya Then I'm gonna fall asleep, sleep to see ya It's different in the daylight Miss you, I dunno know why If I gotta fall asleep, sleep to see ya Let me fall, fall deep, deep to see ya It's different in the daylight See you in a new light 'Cause I push you away in real life You ain't even close to my type But when I'm sleeping Everything's upside down, upside down, yeah

I wave bye to Em, and Orion comes in. I clock out for my break and go sit in one of the booths in the back. As I am prepping my garden burger with ketchup, I think back to my dream I had last night. This one was recently new, confusing, but knew. I take a much-needed bite of my food and relax for the next 15 minutes.

I just got done with my daily nighttime routine, unable to sleep due to Taylor and Kennedy arguing, I go to my window and look outside. I look up at the sky and just drift off into a world of daydreaming until something catches my eye in the bestrew of trees next to my house. As I continue to look, I see big brown eyes of an animal. I smile and the animal walks out of the trees slowly and morphs into Seth. I smile brighter as he comes closer and closer to me. By the time he reaches me, I can feel myself become excited and full of glow, happiness, and this sensation of warmth.

He steps up to the window and smiles down at me. I place my hand on the cold glass and he looks down at my hand and does the same. I can feel the heat radiating from his skin, which only makes me smile more. I unlock the window and just as I am about to open it, my alarm wakes me up.

I’ve been stuck on this for so long that Orion had to shake me out of my daydream. I put my food aside for later and went back to work. I’ll just deal with the dream another time.

I saw you last night in my, my dreams It felt so beautiful, I almost believed We were a thing and I liked it I never looked at you like this Till I saw you last night in my, my dreams Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my?) Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my mind?)

Hey everyone!

So, I know I fell off the face of the earth recently. Sorry about that. A lot has recently happened in my life and I just wanted to start by saying thank you for following me and liking my writings. And secondly, I have writer's plague. I want to write so badly, but I lack the motivation, and I have slight writer blocks. It sucks because I have so much to say and so much to express and write out that…I don't know. My motivation just isn't there anymore, or at least now.

But also, I wanted to update yall on my health. So, I stated before that my health was in questioning and that I was in the hospital. It was determined that I had Psychogenic Non-Epileptic Seizures caused by stressful situations in my life. Between working at jobs that I hate, going back to school, family issues, and post-graduation depression, it was advised that I talk to someone.

Currently, I am doing just that. I had to go on anti-anxiety/depression medicine, and I am now talking to a professional counselor about everything. So, you know, it's been a journey thus far and I'm going up and down on a rollercoaster lately. However, I did get accepted into a master's program! And for the next 2½ -3 years, I will be working towards becoming a Marriage and Family Therapist and being involved in play therapy.

In the meantime, if you have any requests, PLEASE do not hesitate to send in requests. This helps me enormously and find some motivation to get through it all. Thank you for sticking this out with me! Also, I’m thinking about doing some Harry Potter. I kind of gotten stuck on that train for some weird reason, but let me know what yall think!

 Love yall!

Hey guys!,

First off, THANK YOU!!! I really and truly didn't think this was going to blow up like it did! I appreciate you guys so much for this! I am glad yall like my stories on the guys. If you didn't, I’m sorry you feel that way. 

Secondly, just to update on how I think I am going to do things. 

1. Updates and new imagines/stories.etc. will be throughout the weekday. The weekends are for myself. Remember: I don't get paid to do this. 

2. New Imagines/etc. won't have a specific date/time of when uploaded. But! At least one will be updated. 

3. When it comes to request, I will have a specific way of doing them. But I wont post anything about that until I feel ready to take request’s.

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This is just my beginning here on Tumblr, but hopefully, everyone doesn't make me do the unnecessary and take all of my stuff down. PLEASE! If you see them anywhere outside of this account (that isn't shared) notify me! It’s rude and hurtful not doing so and disrespectful on all writers by not getting credit for their hard work. 

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