#1 Franky

[ray935sworld]

I LOVE THAT VALE'S FIRST POST ABOUT AUSTRIA IS JUST A PHOTO DUMP OF HIS BOYS/ THEM BEING HUGGED/ CUDDLED BY HIM

He knows they are his boys

[theblob1958]

when you hate a woman for 20 years then 7 years post-gay-divorce you find yourself saying this shit to her. it's OVER for you it's so over

[beaulesbian]

One Piece Live action season 1 + hints or similarities to future One Piece moments (specifically after East Blue saga) - part 1: episodes 1-3

This wasn't meant to be a comparison between the live action and the animanga, but more so seeing these added/modified scenes that differ from the manga, yet with some of the acting/writing includes clues and hints to different and future canon material, or even characterization that necessary doesn't fit East Blue yet, but fits well enough into later arcs.

Luffy not knowing his world directions both in Opla (ep 1) /// Skypiea arc, in anime ep 168. But it could be for honestly any other arc (Funny thing is, in Opla he rang the bell that unfortunately alerted Alvida's crew, and only when I was rewatching that scene it made me connect it with the great Luffy moment at the end of Skypiea.)

The matches that Zoro has on the Island of Sixis in Opla ep 1, possibly manufactured on Baldimore (?), with a name Beast of Baldimore. /// After Sabaody Archipelago Franky was sent to Baldimore by Kuma, finding Vegapunk's homeland and laboratory, and also developing more of his science projects, as well as causing funny incidents, such as the Burning Beast. (It has probably nothing to do with the matches, except for the 'tiger on fire' motif and the name of Baldimore, but the details of Opla are just so fun!)

Zoro's first meeting with Luffy in Opla episode 1 is really different but fun nonetheless, especially with wording of the line that he doesn't want to 'play pirates' with Luffy. It's such a great setup line for his development to truly be one of the very first to understand how much Luffy means everything he's doing /// Zoro in ep. 323 Post Enies Lobby arc, making sure both his crew and the audience know how seriously he takes being part of Luffy's crew and what it means for future arcs.

Opla ep 2, Luffy mentioning Shanks' way of thinking about fighting (or not fighting someone who's not worth it) /// ep. 146 Jaya arc, Luffy saying to Zoro not to fight Bellamy's crew, which was direct influence from Shanks not fighting the Mountain bandits in the first chapters of the manga. It's interesting that for both of these scenes both Zoro and Nami are there to hear this.

This is just a fun bit, but seeing Nami excited about having a bath was cute. Opla ep 3 /// anime ep. 326, just after they get Sunny and everyone was finding out what space there is for them.

Garp and Koby playing the game of Go, Opla ep 3 /// CP0 agents playing Go while discussing the outcome of Strawhats & Oden's crew's raid on Onigashima against Kaido. It seems like a game that maybe Marines play more/enjoy (?) & above, up to CP ranks.

Usopp 'retelling' a story about eating a dragon, Opla ep 3 /// Punk Hazard ep 580, Zoro killing the dragon and planning with Luffy what's the best way to cook and eat it. Lol. In next chapters Luffy was carrying a big chunk of it, seemingly ate a bit part of the dragon already.

This one is self explanatory. Zoro is so gone for Luffy in Opla it's insane. Every time I remember that I get emo. ep 3. /// One of the first really fond smiles that Zoro keeps smiling at Luffy, a mixture of proud and understanding how Luffy works. ep 63, but it's just so much better in the manga, just look at it. Smitten™ (ch. 104)

[wildwheatfields]

This is a mad rough draft about a piece I’ve been thinking of making about friendships lasting across lifetimes blah blah blah

This will be an actual piece at some point!

Human au 🔮 Print shop 🖼️ (holiday sale happening now 😎)

[inevesgf]

BITE ME • CHARLES LECLERC

the vampiric nature of charles slips into the depths of intimacy as he lets his desires lead the way, treating you to a night of pleasure.

content + warnings: +18 vampire!charles, pure smut, p in v, oral (female receiving), table sex, slight fingering, dirty talk, praise, creampie, no use of a condom (practice safe sex!). word count 1.5k.

decided to write a little vampire au since i love all things vampires (and charles leclerc)! if you would like to find other works from this special or read my other works, click the link here ⋆·˚ ༘ * happy fictober! notes + reblogs are heavily appreciated. yes .. title is an enhypen ref soz.

a vampire’s ability to seduce was incredulous — all it gave was a look of the eyes, a glint of desire in them, to get you soaked. 

your boyfriend, charles, was a blood sucker — a monster, even �� though his heart was anything but malicious. charles loved deeply, heavenly, peppering you in any form of love you desired. smalls gifts, forehead kisses, acts of service — he would feed you the appreciation he knew you deserved.

charles was aware when you wanted it, he could practically smell the desire radiating off of you. the way your pulse quickened in your neck, your blood pumping through your veins. he was a vampire — of course — but he would never dream of sinking his teeth into your pretty skin unless you wanted him too.

your body laid sprawled on top of the dining room table, legs spread as charles laid between them, sucking on the sweet flesh of your thigh. the feeling of his fangs dancing delicately around your skin made you gasp, your muscles tensing in an attempt to keep you from squirming as he worshipped your body like a saint.

vampires were sexual creatures of the night, their touch possessive and firm as they stalked their prey. to charles, you were anything but prey, yet a snack who had willing given themselves to him. despite his vampire nature, charles was one to please, mapping the skin of your body as his lips made their descent.

“you’re so sweet, amore,” charles’ voice hummed between your legs, his stubble brushing softly against your thigh as his lips swam inches away from your cunt. his words sent a shiver up your spine, your darkened eyes of desire pooling into his as you caught your bottom lip under between teeth. 

his lips kissed softly on the side of your cunt, eliciting a moan from your pale lips as they parted into an o shape. “just like that,” you hummed, a soft whine slipping through as you praised the man. your body grew desperate, waiting impatiently or his tongue to work his feverous magic exactly where you craved him.

charles chucked dryly at your words, his eyes sparkling with a readiness to please as his tongue darted out, flicking the bud of your cunt painfully soft. a moan escaped your widened mouth, manicured nails digging into the doily below that sprawled upon the table. 

charles’ mouth opened to suck on your clit, his tongue flicking the bud as his teeth pressed against you, his fangs tickling your sensitive skin. “fuck,” you moaned out, an exclamation of your pleasure falling from your mouth so eloquently despite the brutality of the attack on your cunt. 

charles hummed against your dripping core, the saliva trailing from his mouth coming to soak the table below as his tongue dipped inside, sitting snug between your tight walls. his curved nose pressed against your clit, the sensation doubling as your hips slightly rocked, your body desperate for the attention you ensnared.

as charles ate you like a man starved, the familiar sensation pooled in your stomach, your cunt throbbing as it twitched under his mouth. before you could exclaim your undoing, charles’ lips pulled away, his fangs glistening as his hungry eyes looked into yours.

a whine fell from your lips at the loss of contact, your legs shaking as a hint of disappointment ruptured through your body. you were so close, teetering on the edge of complete pleasure from the consummate elegance of his mouth against your pussy. 

“why’d you stop?” you grumbled, the disappointment evident in your voice as you stared up at him, your eyes widening in a sense of confusion. all charles did was laugh softly, his calloused hands coming to rub the smooth skin of your thigh.

“what’s the fun of having you cum on my face when you can on my cock instead?” his filthy words had you reeling, your stomach turning in excitement as the glance of his green eyes danced around the curves of your body. you nodded in agreement, your cunt pulsating in need as charles began to rid himself of his pants, pulling the waistband of his boxers down in its wake. 

“fuck,” you grunted, the need overcoming every ounce of your body as charles’ undressed himself, “need you so fucking bad.” despite your usual elegant facade, you had a dirty mouth on you, and charles ate up every word as if they were a full course meal as he took his hardened cock in his hands. his stroked it teasingly, letting his pupils pool into yours as he egged you on, desperate for the begging tone to fall from your lips again. 

you knew what he wanted as his cock twitched under his fingers, the precum glistening which only excited you more. “need you to fuck me full,” you begged again, the dirtiness laced in your words eliciting a soft groan from charles, “please fuck me, charlie.”

all it took was an utter — a whine — of his name before charles aligned his hardened cock with your entrance, your slick decorating the tip more as it pressed into you. a sharp hiss escaped your mouth as he entered, the stretch of your cunt welcoming and warm. taking a hold of your hips, charles’ eyes found yours once again, a glint of desire decorating his pupils as he groaned. “look at me while i fuck you,” he instructed, his hips starting their rhythmic rock as he began to fuck into you, your cunt consuming him whole. 

charles’ pace picked up quickly, his body slamming into yours as the sound of skin slapping filled the dimly lit dining room. small grunts and curses fell from his pale lips as he thrusted in and out, his fangs poking through as he bit down on his bottom lip.

“fuck, so good—“ you moaned out, your eyes drifting to where you met as the desire in your stomach only bubbled more. a glistening ring formed around his cock from where you cunt had swallowed him, your excitement visible through the slick decorating his base. the comparably pornographic scene had you stirring, little whines and moans escaping your parted lips in pleasure and enjoyment. 

“feels good, amore, huh?” charles grunted, one hand coming up to grip your chin as you pulled your gaze back to meet with him. the eye contact was erotic, charles’ pace only growing as your eyes stared into his. “mhm, yeah,” was all you could moan out, the parted o of your lips still plastering your visage as pleasure rocked your body. 

when charles was content with your matched gaze, his hand fell from your chin, his hips still fucking into you with great speed. his thick cock slipped in and out of your cunt feverishly, hitting the spot that made your body tremble over and over again. 

charles’ fingers delicately traced the flesh of your thigh, making intricate circles around the bruises and bites he had decorated you with previously. his cold digits slid up your skin, sending your body into a shock as they began to finger at your clit. 

the combined feeling of charles cock fucking into you and his fingers dancing around your core had your body trembling, the moans ringing throughout the air louder than before. “making me feel so good,” you grunted as charles’ pace began to speed up, the rock of his hips mimicking that of a maniac as he chased his high alongside yours.

in response to your subtle praise, charles hummed, sweat beading around his forehead as his skin slapped against yours, his fingers working their magic around your reddened clit. “so close, aren’t you?” charles groaned, his tone laced with a teasing desire that pummeled through his whole body. all your fucked out brain could work out as a response was a nod, the moans telling the same tale as your stomach twisted into a tightened knot. 

“cum for me, bella,” charles demanded, a slight hint of a beg drifting through his words as his cock twitched inside, ready for his own release. you didn’t need charles’ order to push you over the edge, your own slick already leaking around his cock as you finished, the help of his fingers melting you in his grasp. 

charles fucked you through your high, his cock throbbing as he pumped his cum deep inside of you, his body shaking in pleasure and satisfaction. pulling his cock out of your tight cunt, the milky liquid slowly leaked out, pooling underneath you and onto the wooden table that had taken the role of the bed in a time of need. 

the air smelled of sex, the filthiness of it all overpowering as you came down from your high, a small smirk decorating your lips as charles hummed. “everybody will know you’re mine, amore. they’ll know how much fun we had when they see those marks on your neck,” charles’ teased, his words a bit breathless as he composed himself. in an attempt to match his tone, the tinge of desire still lingering in your body, you pursed your lips. with a glint of mischief in your eyes, the challenging words fell from your mouth in a whisper:

 “oh, you love it? then bite me.”

© inevesgf do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or claim any of my works as your own. notes + reblogs are heavily appreciated! ⋆·˚ ༘ * find my other works here.

[festerwounds]

TRANSMASC BETTY JUMPSCARE

[luvsscribblez]

Did everybody’s designs for this AU which somebody suggested I call it Rabbit Hunt and I think it fits perfectly so thanks much!

I hope you notice how I differentiate the contestants other than fur colour and ear shape -wink-

[tehzeldamaster]

drew some ships I love, as a treat💜

[sadelina-v]

Still love how this work turned out! I love Frankie, she is my fav from Monster High✨

[awolfswill]

Monster High

[elden-hicks]

perhaps we should really kickstart the fandomization of ts1...

sooooo i made some memes with the local premades, yeah! a decent start, i guess

[yuzukahachimir]

Bullet butt special if we don't get it animate some day we will remember forever for:

-the funny Yor's faces

-Loid dealing with the stress of the posibility of Yor mad at him

-Franky and Anya funny convo

-And that sweet twiyor moment

[cocopudu]

frankie stein reporting for duty ⚡️💀!!

[dimiicons]

🧟‍♂️ WE ARE MONSTERS, yes we ARE! 💋

créditos ou reblogue se salvar! icons 120x120 por @ifdimpeul ★ psd by yiza

[ro-mou]

Redesigning redesigns of mh characters

Also college? Bc highschool is boring

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Idk if I’ll color these but I do like them better now so W

Old redesigns vvvv + ogs

[inevesgf]

FULL MOON • DANIEL RICCIARDO

after daniel had been disappearing in the middle of the night for years during your relationship, you head back to the house one night only to be met with him turning into a vicious werewolf.

content + warnings: werewolf!daniel + reader, pre established relationship, descriptions of a morbid transformation, mentions of pain, yelling, angst — hurt + comfort, slightly happy ending. word count 3k.

decided to write something spooky for the month of october! if you would like to find other works from this special or read my other works, click the link here ⋆·˚ ༘ * happy fictober! notes + reblogs are heavily appreciated.

for the past three years of your relationship with daniel, your life had felt like a never ending cycle. you’d fuck, you’d fight, you’d apologize, he’d leave in the middle of the night while you were sleeping, and then you’d fight again – it was continuous.

daniel was a wonderful boyfriend, a great one even, but there was one thing you couldn’t shake. waking up at 2am with no daniel next to you or in the apartment was horrifying. where did he go? was he cheating? you wanted answers, but you loved him. a fear loomed over you when you assumed the worst, holding you back from opening your mouth.

it was a friday night, a full moon, when you decided to go to the pub with your friends. fridays were usually date nights for you and daniel, but with an irritated attitude masking his usual happy tone for days prior, you assumed he had just forgotten. it was fine though, you told yourself, you can wait til next week.

you were a little drunk – maybe more than you should have been – when you entered your shared apartment. the kitchen was dimly lit, a scented candle you had lit hours prior still pushing its aroma throughout the room. the apartment was silent, no signs of daniel anywhere, which had you sighing under your breath.

you weren’t going to leave daniel, you couldn’t – you loved him too much, but his attitude recently had gotten on your nerves. for the past week he had been moping around the house, grumbling at every word that fell from your mouth – it was like the part of him you knew was gone.

you tried to shake off the upsetting thoughts as you threw your bag onto the couch, pulling off the leather jacket that covered your spaghetti strapped shoulders as you made your way into your shared bedroom. your hand fumbled in the darkness, reaching for the light, but before you could turn it on, a voice spoke up.

“please – please don’t turn the light on.” daniel spoke nervously, his words shaky as he shuffled in his position in the darkened corner of your bedroom. “i thought you weren’t home. are you okay?” you questioned, a look of confusion decorating your face as you advanced further into the room, squinting to see more of daniel in the darkness.

“don’t come any closer–” he muttered quickly, turning his face into the wall. your mouth fell open to speak, but no words escaped as you stood there dumbfounded and confused. daniel was coward in the corner, his body turned away from you as you stood a few feet behind him. it was worrying, and in the darkness, you couldn’t make out what was happening.

“daniel, just please tell me what’s wrong..” you spoke softly, keeping your distance as you searched for an answer. you bit your lip, trying to come up with an explanation for his panicked words, but no ideas formed in your mind. “i – i can’t.” daniel muttered, his hands coming up to claw at at the wall in front of him as if to try and hold onto it.

“what do you mean you can’t?” you questioned, taking another step forward despite his plea. you weren’t sure what was wrong with him, but all you wanted to do in that moment was provide comfort to your boyfriend. “don’t come any closer!” daniel repeated sternly, his voice raising which caused you to flinch, taking a couple steps back. “i’m sorry,” he spoke again, this time more calm as he began to pant heavily, “just go get a hotel for the night, i’ll be fine.”

“i’m not leaving,” you spoke harshly, challenging him with a stern tone of your own, “not until you tell me what’s wrong.” daniel’s breath quickened, what you could see of his shoulders rising up and down quickly. he cleared his throat, heavy pants escaping his lips before he spoke, “nothings wrong.” 

daniel tried to remain cool, but you could see right through his facade as you treaded towards him, placing a tight grip on his shoulder with your hand as you turned him to face you. your lips fell apart in an effort to speak, but no words dared to spill after what you were met face to face to.

coward in that corner wasn’t your boyfriend – well it was, but not what you remembered of him. daniel’s eyes were bloodshot, dark veins swimming their way up to his pupils while more facial hair than normal decorated his features, traveling up along the side of his face. 

daniel sat dumbfounded, his eyes wide as his body shook in fear. “it’s a full moon.” he mumbled like everything would make sense to you in that moment – and it still didn’t. you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, your eyes dancing around daniel’s face as you took in his disheveled presence. “daniel–” you muttered out, your words breathless as you searched for an answer.

“you have to leave – you have to get out of here.” daniel ushered, standing up from his once seated position before he put his arms on your shoulders, trying to push you backwards out of the room. “stop – stop it!” you raised your voice, pushing him back by the chest – you were all too scared and confused to just listen to him and push you away.

daniel gasped at your outburst, taking a step back. “trust me, okay,” he took a deep breath before he continued, “i know what its looked like – i know how me being gone in the middle of the night makes you feel, but it’s not what you think it is. i’ve been lying to you, i’m sorry–” daniel croaked out, a hissing noise falling from his mouth as his gaze averted from you to the ground.

“what is it then? what’s the truth?” you retorted, a pained look on your face as you still couldn’t grasp the situation in your scattered brain. daniel took a deep breath, waiting a long moment before he answered, his eyes slowly raising to meet yours again, “i’m a werewolf.” 

god, you could have laughed at his confession, the words being too unreal to be true. “sure.” you whispered sarcastically, only causing daniel to grow more impatient as he advanced towards you again. “i love you, ok? but you need to leave before something bad happens.” he spoke, his words coming out low and labored. you still didn’t believe him even though he was practically unraveling in front of you, his breaths coming out in shaky gasps.

“what are you talking about?” you questioned, a morphed look between confusion and disgust decorating your visage. you didn’t want to believe daniel’s abnormal confession, but nothing else could explain the dark facial hair that grew on his face seemingly over the course of a few hours since you had last seen him. 

“why won’t you listen to me?” daniel panted, his body growing more tense as he itched at his arms, his body feeling as if it was about to jump out of his skin. daniel was trying to get ahold of himself, but he knew it was no use once he had seen the full moon peak over the corners of the curtain, pulling him into a withered trance.

his body froze in one place, his eyes widening as the light from the moon illuminated the room, lighting it up enough for you to make out the dark hairs growing up straight on his arms. your body shook as you took a step forward, placing your hand onto your boyfriend’s shoulder once more. “daniel–”

no additional words could fall from your mouth once you grasped what was occurring right in front of you. you didn’t believe daniel’s words until you saw it, the transformation now taking over his body as you stood horrified. 

daniel’s muscles tensed under his shirt, the ripping off the tiny threads echoing throughout the room. he let out a groan – no, a howl – a pained expression decorating his face, his eyes darting in every direction. daniel’s bones started to crack, shifting into every direction. the way his body contorted was unreal and you wanted to scream, yet you were frozen in fear – no noises able to escape from your parted lips.

daniel was unraveling in front of you, growling, groaning – nearly screaming – as he shifted into something that was no longer him, but a monster. the thin threads of daniel’s shirt tore off his back, revealing the dark hair – no, fur – that had now overtaken his smooth, olive skin. in fear, in confusion, you backed up, your head cladding with the wall.

at the small tap of your back with the wall, daniel craned around to face you, and it wasn’t til you were looking into his beady red eyes that you knew it wasn’t daniel anymore. what was once your boyfriend, someone who looked so kind and welcoming, now maintained the visage of a wolf – a hungry one with red, piercing eyes.

“daniel..” you muttered, a panicked expression decorating your face, and you began to wish you didn’t speak up when it started growling at you. looking at that thing was horrifying, your heart quickly pounding out of your chest – you couldn’t see daniel behind the eyes of that monster even if you searched and searched.

the wolf growled, nearing you as you somehow tried to sink your body deeper into the wall. running was no use and neither was screaming – this thing was your boyfriend whether you liked it or not. “daniel, daniel, please – it’s me,” you choked out a sob, your body on shut down as you started to hyperventilate, “daniel – please don’t hurt me.”

the only noises that filled the room was the growling of the wolf and your quiet pleas for your life. you clawed at the wall behind you, much like you feared the wolf’s claws would do to you, ripping you limb from limb.

you didn’t want to leave daniel, but you were scared. your body shook in fear as you gathered your thoughts, stirring up the courage to run. with a deep sigh of courage, you ran. you ran out of the bedroom, down the hall, to the door — all while the wolf growled and heaved as it pummeled towards you. the world was spinning around you, your eyes clouded as you slammed the door to your apartment, gasping and crying for a reason of why or how.

a restless night in a hotel bed wasn’t exactly what you needed at that moment. the revelation that daniel was not what you thought he was — a monster — breathed down your neck as the wolf once had. as you laid there on the hard mattress, you prayed. prayed to god for a reason, prayed to god for a miracle — then you found yourself realizing if god was real, he wouldn’t have shoved you head first into the arms of an unreal creature. 

it took plenty of courage and overthinking before you decided to make your way back to the apartment the next morning, disheveled, exhausted and scared. you took a deep breath before putting the key into the key hole, slowly turning it and pushing the door as you stepped in. despite your bodies best effort to make you freeze up and turn away, your mind shoved you on with the determination to find out the truth as you tiptoed into the living room.

a small gasp escaped your lips at the state of the room, the couch torn to shreds and glass everywhere. these items were replaceable, but your boyfriend wasn’t, and though you were scared of him in that moment, you couldn’t help but pray he was okay.

your heart broke even more once you noticed the broken picture frame on the floor, the glass shattered all around the living room carpet. a deep sigh escaped your lips as you bent to pick it up, carefully scrapping the glass away with your hand.

maldives trip, 2023 was wrote in black ink on the side – a photo from a vacation you and daniel had taken together. it was an image of the two of you, smiling brightly, arms around each other; it made you question if you could ever be that happy with daniel again after this revelation.

your eyes danced around the picture, a broadening sadness stirring in your chest before you were caught off guard. “hey,” daniel’s shaky voice spoke up from behind you, causing you to jump and drop the picture, only making the frame break more. you gulped as you turned around, and there he was – your boyfriend – with no deep fur, beady eyes or fangs. you didn’t know what to say, you couldn’t even muster up a ‘hello’ in response as you stared at him with a mix of fear and confusion. if looks could kill, daniel would be dead. 

“please,” daniel muttered out, a tone of begging in his voice, “just please let me explain.” he advanced towards you, taking the smallest step closer, and it took all of your courage to not back away or run. your hands shook at your side, your pupils widening slowly at the close proximity as daniel’s brown eyes pooled into yours. the pleading look in his gaze sent a shiver down your spine, your body relaxing as willingness to listen finally flooded through.

you nodded softly, beckoning daniel to start his explanation of what had happened in front of your eyes the night prior. after taking a deep breath, daniel began, “i am a werewolf – i think you understand that now.” his voice was shaky, his lip quivering as he tried to gather his scattered thoughts. daniel took another step closer, grabbing your hands to hold in his, which you didn’t find yourself fighting. 

“i didn’t tell you sooner because i was scared – i didn’t want you to leave me, and now i’ve realized i should have told you so long ago, sweetheart. i should have told you before i hurt you – and i did.” daniel’s voice began to break, his warm hands trembling as they held onto yours. 

you couldn’t find words – in fact, you still couldn’t grasp the situation – but you needed to muster up something in your tired brain. “no–” you quickly jumbled out, “you didn’t hurt me – you just scared me. i left because i was scared.” 

daniel tried his hardest to remain calm, but he couldn’t, tears welling in his big, brown eyes. his grip on your hands got a little tighter – a little more desperate. “but i scared you. it’s my fault. if you left and never came back, i would have understood that. i’m a monster.”

with your brain scattered and the rest of your body in fight or flight the previous night, you had thought him a monster, but as you stood in front of daniel at that moment, all you saw was your loving boyfriend. “no, no – you’re not. i’m just confused.” you stuttered out, maintaining eye contact as you stared into his eyes.

“i’ve been like this since before i met you, since before i can remember. i’m sorry, i should have told you sooner. i didn’t mean to scare you.” daniel tried to collect his words, to try and keep his thoughts organized, but as tears welled in his eyes, he couldn’t. “i love you, and i know – i know this changes things, but i want to try and make things work. it’ll take some adjusting, but i won’t lie to you anymore – it’ll always be the truth.”

you wanted to believe daniel, you really did, but fear still fogged in your brain. daniel was the love of your life, the light in the darkness, but could you really shake the fact that daniel was not human, but a monstrous creature? “i want to make it work,” you croaked out, “because i love you, but this changes a lot, daniel – i don’t want to beat around the bush, lie, and say everything will be the same, because it won’t.” it hurt to say those words – it hurt to tell your loving boyfriend that your once happy relationship would need to be rebuilt – but like daniel said, there’s no room to lie anymore. 

you tiptoed through the broken glass, letting yourself slowly sink down onto the torn up couch, stuffing sticking to the material of your jeans. a small exhale left your lips as you tapped the spot next to you, daniel obeying like a dog as he made his way over. he sank into the couch, getting comfortable as he laid his head into your lap. your fingers found his hair, tangling in the curls, calming his nerves as he relaxed into you. 

the room was silent, filled with the sounds of daniel’s shallow breath as he let his eyes drift close. as your hand pet his hair, he hummed a satisfied noise. “i love you,” daniel murmured, his head nuzzling into your thighs. 

everything was different now, far from what it was before, as you and daniel snuggled on the tethered couch. your once neat apartment was trashed, glass surrounding the floor which mimicked how your heart had shattered. daniel was a werewolf, and you were a human – it felt forbidden, afterall. though as you relaxed into each other, the surrounding air holding a melancholy mood, you realized one thing was still the same: you still loved him as you had all those years.

as the moon crept in through the windows once again, daniel remained calm, relaxed in your touch. this time his breath was slow, his body still – the gibbous moon peeking through the curtains adding to the tranquility of the moment. a small sigh escaped your lips, a toothless smile coming to decorate your visage as you looked down at him. things were different – they might never be the same – but what stayed consistent was the love.  

© inevesgf do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or claim any of my works as your own. notes + reblogs are heavily appreciated! ⋆·˚ ༘ * find my other works here.