#twilight jared

     (     𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋 : 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗐𝗈     )

summary    :     𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍, 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗃𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 — 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌, 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗌, 𝗌𝗁𝗒 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗏𝗎𝗅𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

pairing     (    𝗃𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗇 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆! 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋    ) warnings    (    𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗈𝖺𝖽, 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽!𝗃𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗒, 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗏𝗎𝗅𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒    )

dating jared cameron would include…

jared being completely smitten from the second he realizes you’re his imprint.

like, full-on golden retriever energy.

he tries to play it cool at first, but it lasts maybe five minutes before he’s showing up everywhere you go, smiling like you hung the stars.

the pack teasing him constantly because he turns into this soft, dreamy version of himself whenever you’re around.

embry makes gagging noises, paul pretends to swoon, and sam gives him the look when he skips patrol to walk you home (again).

he gets so protective. not in a controlling way, just in a deeply instinctive “that’s my person and i’ll rip apart anything that hurts them” kind of way.

even before you’re officially together, his eyes track you anytime you’re nearby.

so much touching.

jared is obsessed with physical affection. he always has a hand on your back, slinging an arm around your shoulders, or holding your hand in his ridiculously warm grip. he gets grumpy if he can’t be near you.

you teasing him about being your personal space heater in the winter. he just grins and pulls you closer.

“you’re not cold anymore, are you?”

“no, but i can’t feel my ribs now.”

“that’s love, babe.”

jared trying to be patient when you’re upset, even though his wolf side hates seeing you cry.

he paces the room, fists clenched, practically vibrating with frustration. not at you, but at the fact that you’re hurting and he can’t fix it fast enough.

him picking you up like it’s nothing. literally throws you over his shoulder just to make you laugh. or carries you when you’re tired, injured, or just because he wants to.

“why are you carrying me?”

“because i like holding you. duh.”

worshipping you when you’re insecure. jared doesn’t just say you’re beautiful, he means it in that intense, imprinting way that makes your knees weak.

“i wish you could see what i see when i look at you. you’d never doubt yourself again.”

late night drives where he takes you out to the cliffs just to talk and be alone. he lets you play whatever music you want.

you end up in his lap in the front seat, pressed against his chest while he traces lazy circles on your back.

him being loyal to a fault. he’s all in, heart and soul.

if anyone even looks at you the wrong way, jared’s already glaring from across the room.

“they weren’t even flirting, jared.”

“they breathed too close to you. i saw it.”

inside jokes whispered during pack meetings. you bite your lip trying not to laugh while sam glares at both of you.

him talking about the future like it’s a given. not in a pushy way, just casually weaving you into every plan.

“when we get our own place…”

“someday, when you’re my wife…”

“our kids are gonna have the best damn genes.”

and at the end of the day, jared would be the kind of boyfriend who makes everything feel safe.

no matter how bad your day was, coming home to his arms would make you feel like nothing else mattered but the two of you.

jared always noticing the small things.

if you change your shampoo, he smells it instantly. if you’re slightly off emotionally, he’s right there, gently tugging you aside like,

“talk to me. don’t shut me out.”

he feels your shifts before you do sometimes.

him being so vocal about how much he loves you. not just big declarations. it’s the soft, daily stuff.

“you look beautiful today.”

“you’re my favorite person in the whole damn world.”

“i didn’t think i could be this happy until you.”

him sneaking kisses in public.

he’s not shy about pda at all.

quick kisses to your temple when you walk past. leaning over just to kiss your cheek while you talk to someone. wrapping his arms around you from behind at bonfires.

you wearing his clothes all the time. and he loves it. you in his hoodie? heaven. you sleeping in his t-shirt? he’s gone.

“keep it. looks better on you anyway.”

getting mad at jared is hard.

mostly because he gives you those puppy eyes and soft apologies the second he realizes you’re upset.

“i didn’t mean to upset you. can we talk about it? please?”

but if you’re mad and silent? jared spirals a little.

the imprint makes your distance feel physically painful, so he’ll follow you around like a kicked puppy, trying to fix it. making you tea, writing you a note, asking over and over if you’re okay yet.

being the only one who can calm him down during a phase or shift.

when he’s shaking with rage, seconds from phasing, all it takes is your voice, your hand on his chest, your whisper of “i’m right here.”

the pack watching in awe the first time you talk jared down when he’s about to lose it. sam looks impressed. paul looks offended.

“it takes a damn army to hold jared back and she does it with one look?”

your scent grounding him.

after a rough day or long patrol, he buries his face in your neck, breathing you in like it resets his whole nervous system.

you run your fingers through his hair and he melts instantly.

falling asleep on his chest. it’s warm, solid, safe. his heartbeat lulls you to sleep.

sometimes you mumble things in your sleep and jared pretends not to hear but he remembers every word.

especially the time you whispered, “i love you, jared.” before you were ready to say it out loud.

he never brought it up, but he smiled for three days straight.

him talking about you to the elders like you’re sacred. the imprint makes it spiritual for him.

you’re not just his girlfriend. you’re his anchor. his home. his reason.

+ angsty headcanon:

the one time you tried to break up with him. maybe because you didn’t think you were good enough for him, or felt overwhelmed. jared shattered.

his voice broke. his hands trembled.

“you don’t get it, do you? you’re it for me. there’s no backup plan. there’s no one else. you walk away, and i lose everything.”

he’s not perfect. jared can be stubborn, a little possessive, and way too confident sometimes but he loves you with a depth that could break worlds.

he’s a wolf with your name etched into his bones.

Bella chose love, Vampires and immortality while her Siblings chose Love, Family and mortality.

Chapter 2

Melody stood beside her father as they looked for Isabella, Justin sat behind his father and little sister texting Leah. "Dad look there she is!" Melody said catching her father and Brothers attention. Isabella slowly made her way to her family. "Isabella good to see you!" Dad said with a smile Isabella gave a fake smile "it's just Bella now. Good to see you as well Charlie, Justin, Melody" Bella said flatly only looking at Charlie, Justin huffed under his breath, Melody gently pattes her father's arm as his shoulders dropped slightly.  "I'll help with your stuff" Justin said getting up from his seat, Bella just nodded. After Bella's bags were loaded into the car they began the hour ride home.

pairing: (boyfriend) jared cameron x (girlfriend) female reader

summary: you found a nice bush full of berries so you decided to harvest them with the help of your boyfriend.

warning: not proofread

word count: 684

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With a nice warm cup of tea in your hands and the sun hugging you with its warmth, you breathe in the fresh air as the tree’s wave away to enjoy the morning. You just sit on the back porch quietly to appreciate the beautiful greenery before you. Flowers were blooming as bees made their way over to pollinate them, butterflies danced alongside each other, and the birds flew to the bird house filled with food. While you take a small sip from your cup, you couldn’t help spotting a particular bush that was on the corner of one of your fences. Curious, you left your cup on the wooden plank to take a closer look. Well what do you know? You have a bush full of lush berries that were ripe for the picking. You were quick on thinking about harvesting them to eat, make it into juice, jam, and a bunch of other possibilities. But first and foremost, you have to finish your tea before you get busy picking away at the bush. Your cup now empty, you step back inside to see your boyfriend yawn the remaining sleep out of him while he leans his weight on his arm perched on the counter. 

Sam, scared: No, boys, stay. Please stay.

Emily: Go!

Sam: Stay!

Emily: Go!

Sam: Stay!

Sam: Paul please stay.

Emily: Now!

Sam: Jared don’t move!

Jared and Paul, slowly leaving the room:

Emily: Get outta here!

Leah, trying not to get attacked by a vampire: This is a battle. We are in a BATTLE. Shouldn't you be thinking about other things?

Masterlist Jared Cameron x fem!reader (A quick imagine)

Summary: A cold fall morning forces her to snuggle up closer to Jared to which he enjoys.

A soft groan escaped your lips as the blinding sunlight pierced through your curtain while the cold nipped at your skin. The blanket was not enough to keep you safe from the cold of Forks, still half asleep you fought your boyfriend for the rest of the blanket. After 15 minutes, you realized even through your grogginess, you have a personal heater by the name of Jared Cameron.

Shifting closer to the heavier side of the bed, you snuggled up into his body, sighing as you felt content with the heat. You could hear a deep chuckle from him as he admired your features and your determination to stay as warm as you could. The warmth lulled you into a sense of security as you drifted off to sleep while inhaling the pine forest scent that Jared always seemed to carry with him.

Jared tilted his head down, noticing how you clung to him like a koala. He took his hand, tracing over your hair and face features as he just couldn't stop adoring you. How lucky was he to be spending this fall, and all the future seasons with you? A smile formed on his face as a snore left you, alerting him that you were in a deep sleep. He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead before hugging you closer and drifting off to sleep again.