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gayciate · 3 months ago

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🎃 HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!

I have to post some Encanto Monster AU Headcanon jumpscare right now!!!!! Not everyone, but a few of them!

Isabela - Werewolf (Or, Werejaguar rather) + OK OK OK Hear me out on this one, see my vision????? Most of the time, she looks largely normal with "cute" features that many find appealing like the little kitty ears, fangs, and tail + BUT were-jaguar form is absolutely shit your pants terrifying horrific, something she was made to feel ashamed of for its wildness and unattractiveness + Spends pre-movie full moons fully barricaded in her locked room, tangled up in her own vines to keep herself contained - everything she bottles up comes out and is entirely out of control, her wild side is trying sososo hard to get out and she's literally, physically restraining it + Always ends up with an absolutely shredded room the night after the moon, snaps at anyone who ever mentions it or attempts to help her out + Post-movie after she comes to accept every part of herself and grow into her own, she starts to gain control over the beast form and spend more time in it willingly, no longer ashamed of looking "ugly" or acting as anything less than perfect

Luisa - Gargoyle + A powerful stone guardian that guards the family home restlessly + She doesn't actually need to sleep, but does go into a dormant "statue" state when exposed to direct sunlight. + Incredibly physically sturdy but not immune to damage. She can crack and break, though her pieces can be put back in place if they fall + It is debatable if she can feel pain in the same way more flesh-based beings can. She does not need to eat or breathe and cannot drown + While she has wings, she is too heavy to properly fly and uses them more to shield others from danger or glide short distances

Mirabel - Satyr + A real silly billy, she's got the fuzzy legs of a goat and little tiny horns under her hair + She's very musically inclined and can play several different instruments. She's creative, clever, and loves to frolic in the sun! + Her charisma stat is absolutely off the charts, others often find it very easy to relax around her as her monster species is not particularly threatening or associated with danger + Often faces underestimation and struggles with not being taken seriously. Her lack of scariness coupled with her inhuman nature can be a cause of direct bullying that more threatening monsters may not have to deal with.

Dolores - Vampire + Oppoisite Isabela, she's a little withdrawn and shy, probably has big ole' sensitive bat ears with perfect pitch detection + Veeeery sensitive to light and sound, she enjoys the quiet of night and often sleeps during the day + She can turn into a little bat and flutter around, but sometimes forgets she's easy to miss like that and jumpscares people who thought they were alone in a room + She's capable of sitting in complete silence for extended periods of time and is extremely patient. Her night-vision is impeccable. + Rumors have spread that she can read minds and has some psychic abilities, but these are entirely unfounded. She's just perceptive and very nosey.

Camilo - Changeling + A funky fey dude, taken in as a baby by Pepa and Félix when he was found abandoned in the wood + He's strongly attuned to magic in the environment and specializes in illusionist tricks + He has pointy ears, sharp teeth, and unnatural eyes that reflect light in the dark but shifts to a more human look most of the time to blend in with others + Quietly a little insecure about what he really is when he looks in the mirror without a disguise but tries not to dwell on it for too long

Antonio - Chimera + A strange little mix of creatures, he's got the upper half of a human with the lower half of a jaguar. He's also got the wings of an Andean condor, ears of a tapir, and an anaconda's tail! + The little dude climbs, flies, and swims - he's an ATV with endless energy who loves to shove himself into tight spaces to explore + Outgoing and a bit wild, he easily befriends other animals but sometimes finds people wary of him. He is very careful with his claws and fangs, but parents sometimes worry that he'll play too rough and hurt their kids. This makes him very sad! + Incredibly intelligent and inquisitive, he is active for long periods of time before collapsing into a nap and restarting the cycle

Bonus Augustín & Julieta - Headless horseman and Parrot Harpy I think Augustín would be like the headless horseman and constantly (literally) lose his head and Julieta would be a parrot harpy with colorful, blue plumage - incredibly intelligent and caring for her kids

#Encanto #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #mirabel madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #antonio madrigal #julieta madrigal #augustin madrigal #IM GOING TO EXPLODE I LOVE YOU HALLOWEEN #I LOVE YOU HALLOWEEN I LOVE YOU HALLOWEEN I LOVE YOU HALLOWEEN #I NEED TO DRAW MONSTERS SOMETIME OR ELSE ILL DIE #Oughgghhhh stuck on Felix Pepa Bruno and Alma #There are so many bad omen beasts that I am thinking of for Bruno and weather creatures for pepa #I am scratching my chin forever as I think about monster madrigals #Incredibly funny in my brain to think of Julieta swooping down to grab a pumpkin and getting jumpscared because That's A Whole Fucking Guy?#Anyway I think that Isabela should go wild go stupid and attack claw bark bark claw awoo #I also like to think that Antonio was always very curious about Isabela's whole were-thing #but they didn't actually become super close until after the movie #my stuff #Encanto HC #HC

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comfortless · 10 months ago

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may i please ask for your thoughts on each könig skin ^^

sure thing!

default: beautiful, 10000/10, the only one that i ever really use (if i feel like suffering through this awful game). rare for cod to come out with an operator that does not look like a lazily stitched version of three other characters but König…. there is so much detail from the makeshift hood right down to the intentionally missed belt loop. the abundance of gear and the fact that none of the colors clash in a way that isn’t appealing! the hood is such a nice touch, too… obviously stitched together by his own hands.

i can only imagine the frustration he must have felt trying to hand-stitch around the eye holes when every needle probably seemed far too small for him to use. ;; did he even think to use a thimble? probably not…

anonymous, blood soaked, and praetorian are more or less the same apart from a few small details. i love the camos on him and how praetorian just lacks the tear-streaks entirely. also, that name? insinuating that he’s a commander of some sort… <3

tricks & violator: where are the scare actor König thoughts for these specifically. he was born to be shoved in a corn maze or a house decked out in fake blood and limbs. they are not scary but… give him some credit for making the hood for the first himself! what did he use..? an old halloween t-shirt? fabric paint? it’s perfect.

grouping antibody and biohazard together, because my thoughts are the same: underwhelming… but it’s him..! they both get a pass.

expedition: this is the cutest skin in the entirety of the game. including everyone else’s. the silly bucket hat. the hood still on beneath the net. the gloves? he looks like he can not decide whether he’s planning for a trip to find some long-forgotten temple in the jungle, a solo fishing trip, or tending to a pretty garden.

desidia: every time i see this one i am reminded of @wordsbyvani’s moss person König thoughts. some benevolent higher power will one day bless you all with the lovely secret knowledge that she bestows me with.

arachnid: barking pawing howling whining sulking shaking like 🥛 that is all.

deep lord: see above. but also… you know marine horror is such a lovely genre to explore. coupled with the additions to this skin i think someone could put something perfect together with this in mind!

the wolf: the company of wolves… red riding hood… any werewolf movie ever… constantly associating him with anything big and canine after seeing this one. it is SO silly but i like to think that maybe… there are further hints about him/his personality in the little details of each skin (i am on the floor begging for crumbs).

ghillie monster: i have to be honest with you all this one is just not… for syl. most of his skins at least still resemble him in some capacity, but his gear makes even his body look different here! shelved for eternity i will never touch this.

sinister: i think you all can probably already guess my thoughts!! if not… sorry. i will not share them here.

vapor: i do not play cod mobile and this one is not enough to bring me to that level of suffering.

also!! i both love and hate this ask because i had to stop myself at each one to not… fall into writing some silly blurb or adding several things to my ever growing wip list… BUT i do think it would be fun to toy around with using his other skins in mind when writing him! ^^ much to think about….

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renegade-diamonds · 9 months ago

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Thinking about the Monster-Hunter ABO Ronance AU again...

I know I have quite a few of these AUs, but I just love the idea of oblivious werewolf-Robin falling in love with secret monster-hunter Nancy, and being caught totally off-guard when she discovers her first girlfriend- her first kiss- her first partner- the person she thought was going to eventually become her mate, has actually been the very hunter tracking her for the last few months ever since Robin's family moved back to Hawkins after spending years traveling the country.

Robin was cursed with lycanthropy since birth. After her pregnant mother was bitten by what park rangers thought was an unusually aggressive wolf during a camping trip, Robin began shifting soon after her seventh birthday. To hide their daughter, the Buckley's went on an extended road trip- traveling to remote locations and doing odd jobs for cash until Robin managed to tame her 'wolfy' side.

After her 16th birthday, Robin convinces her parents that she's got it under control and they travel back to Hawkins. She starts school, joins band, and tries to make friends.

She fails miserably at the social aspect of high school. She's awkward and quiet, never mind the fact that she can't seem to stop putting her foot in her mouth. Things get worse when she presents as an omega, one of the few in their year, but the other students still seem weary of her.

She's not sure what to make of Nancy Wheeler and Steve Harrington. When she first started, they were dating. But romance apparently doesn't always work out, and they allegedly break up on Halloween after a blowout fight at some girl's party. Nancy starts dating Jonathan Byers for a bit afterwards, much to the student body's shock, but even that doesn't last more than a few months.

In May, they're paired together for a partner-project. The final for their creative-writing class. The teacher wants a fake newspaper story, a big one that's well thought out. If there's one thing Robin's good at, it's reading. Her bookshelves at home are filled with the numerous novels she's collected over the course of her family's travels, and it turns out that Nancy's pretty damn good at writing. They finish the assignment within a week, well before the due date, and decide to spend their remaining free time for the period in the library, talking quietly and getting to know each other.

Nancy's an alpha- a really attractive one too. Robin can't help the knot of affection that grows inside her- she can't help the crush that starts to develop. By mid-May, she's hopeless. Nancy Wheeler is all she can think of, and Robin's never felt this strongly about anyone before. It's scary and exciting- it's thrilling and terrifying. It's everything the teen flicks she's been watching said it would be.

And that's what scares her most of all. Because she's not a safe option for Nancy- she's not even a real option for Nancy. As far as Robin knows, Nancy's never shown interest in girls, not even omega girls. There were rumors about Barbara, Nancy's missing friend from last year, but that wasn't a topic Robin felt comfortable bringing up.

That's why it's such a shock when Nancy abruptly asks her to Prom next week during lunch, almost shyly handing Robin a small bouquet of flowers and a little stuffed teddy bear holding up a sign that says - Prom?

Robin can't believe it. For a horrible moment, she wonders if it's a prank- if Nancy's just messing with her like some other students have tried to, but that feeling is quickly chased away by the tenderness in Nancy's scent, by the adoration she sees in the shorter girl's eyes.

She says yes, blushing deeply when Nancy leans up and presses a kiss to her cheek in gratitude, before informing Robin that she'll be giving her a ride home today after school.

Later on, Robin skips into her house with giddiness running up her spine. She meets her parents with a wide grin, showing off the gifts she got from Nancy's prom proposal, and eagerly informing them that she really thinks Nancy truly likes her! She might finally have a girlfriend!

Meanwhile, Nancy watches Robin hop inside, staring after her with a expression that slowly goes blank. She drives back to her house, parking in the driveway and fishing out a worn leather journal from her bag. She flips through the pages and makes a quick notation under a page labeled Robin Buckley. The paper's doted with little facts and observations she's picked up on about the eccentric omega.

Then she reaches under her seat and retries the walkie, clicking it on and checking in with the group. She confirms that Robin accepted her offer, and that she doesn't seem to suspect anything suspicious. The kids all talk rapidly at her over the radio, and Nancy merely rolls her eyes and climbs out of the station wagon, telling them she'll be down in the basement soon and that they'll go over the details then.

Her eyes catch sight of a rumpled flannel hazardly cast into the back seat, recognizing the shirt as belonging to Robin. She'd worn it over a tee-shirt earlier in the day, before it got too warm for double layers.

Robin's scent, sweet and earthy, drifts into her nostrils. Her inner alpha purrs with contentment, something she hasn't felt in a long time, and the feeling of guilt and wrongness ease into her soul.

Nancy knows what she's doing is bad- she knows it's not fair to Robin. But if they're suspicions are true, it won't matter anyway.

Werewolves were monsters, and Nancy firmly believed that the only good monster was a dead one.

#ronance #ronance abo #ronance omegaverse #alpha nancy wheeler #omega robin buckley #werewolf au

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aita-blorbos · 2 months ago

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WWTA for Messing With the Staff at Summer Camp?

Every summer when I was a kid, I (F16 now, but ~10 back then) would go to this camp with some of my friends from school (L, F10, E, M10, and H, also M10). It was a nice place, out in the woods away from the city, and I liked it a lot. But the counselors were some really eccentric people, downright freaky sometimes. (There seem to have been a lot of very eccentric people in our local area for some reason, now that I think of it.)

The first summer, the head counselor was this really hairy outdoorsy guy (M30ish, I guess?). He taught us all about the local wildlife and wilderness survival, but he was also really into telling scary campfire stories about werewolves (he could do a good impression of a wolf howl, it was pretty scary). Anyway, L and E got it into their heads that this guy was actually a werewolf himself and turning into a wolf at night, that he was going to eat us, that kind of thing. So they would go on and on about this and H and I started to believe it, too.

So the full moon comes and the hairy counselor guy was leading a full moon hike, which made L and E freak out and think that was when he was going to eat us. They looked up plants that protect against werewolves in a book and then we tried to find plants like those in the woods (but I'm sure now that they really weren't), and convinced us to sneak into his cabin and put the plants in his socks and underwear.

It turned out that whatever plants they were, he was allergic to them and got a very bad rash. We went home the day after the full moon hike and L and E were celebrating that we had saved everyone from the werewolf.

The next summer (or later that summer? It feels like we were ten for like seven years or something with how much happened to us in a year back then, so I can't really remember exactly), we went back to the camp. Werewolf Guy was still there, but now there was also a rowing coach who was into the whole pirate look and wore bandanas, had a pet parrot, a black beard, etc. I think he pushed us a little too hard with the rowing practice, but we did win the big canoeing tournament against our rival camp in the end.

But E and L of course get it into their head that this guy is actually Blackbeard (like actually Blackbeard but still alive 300 years later somehow), so they convinced us to sneak into his cabin where he had more pirate books and stuff. He had a really old document that I think might have actually been from the Age of Piracy that E and L thought was a treasure map, so they took it and we tried looking for the treasure around the camp there. We almost missed the canoe tournament looking, the Pirate Coach Guy came looking for us and we freaked out and ran from him, but once we got back and started rowing with the others, everything was fine. (Except that E crumpled and lost the old document.)

The next time we went to the camp, the Pirate Coach Guy was gone, but now there was a female track coach who was into making us run laps. She really did overdo it in the hot sun, we were on the verge of exhaustion a few times by the time she let us stop. She also definitely was in a relationship with Werewolf Guy and they were flirting all the time and kissing and talking about running away together. In hindsight that level of PDA on the job was really unprofessional.

Anyway, E and L (OF COURSE), decided she was a mermaid in human form and was trying to seduce Werewolf Guy. E decided that if he threw water on her, she would turn back into a mermaid and everyone would see. First he tried to splash her when we were swimming in the lake and she was reading on the shore, then on the last day, he actually snuck a bucket of water into the track area and threw it on her, and she freaked out, ran away, and apparently quit.

In retrospect, I realize now how heinous a lot of the things we did as kids at that camp because of E and L's beliefs about the counselors were (a lot of similar things happened to us at school and we kind of accidentally blew up our art teacher's garage once, but that's another story). But I also realize the camp staff were acting kind of unprofessional by scaring us with the werewolf stories and howls, overdoing it with the exercises, and coming on to each other right in front of us. Were we TA or were they?

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

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obsidianpen · 4 months ago

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You know who I miss in hp that no one really remembers? Firenze even it the books we didn't get to see what happened to him after fifth year and honestly the centaurs were such an interesting addition who played semi-important roles in both fifth year (fucking um bitch got the karma+big brother Hagrid ) AND ANDD in the final battle after all hell breaks lose! I wanna know both in NG and in Incendiary, will we get to see more of them? it was in the final battle where centaurs join in and really light that spark needed for harry to escape but NG cuts off the final battle, so what happened to them? Just waiting in the forest? Looking at the stars and thinking this was not supposed to happen? Or did they know what was gonna happen and unlike canon did not even go there? Also this got me thinking...what's Voldemort stance on magical creatures ? Werewolfs were/are? his allies? but what about others like goblins or centaurs or Giants? is that gonna come up soon? honestly Harry is so cut off from the whole world rn we have no idea what Mr.V has done so far... erasing emotions is scary and not something that I feel likes is just gonna sit in the corner of the plot like a good lil boi so many ppl we haven't seen yet or only heard about them from others... McGonagall, shacklebolt, Arthur! bill, charlie, Fleur, TEDDY AND ANDROMEDA!!! Dean and wait is Lavender Alive? You saved Fred but like is Lavander dead dead? if so where tf is Grayback? cuz Harry aint gonna be happy with that... also poor Neville's funeral (Im the same anon who read hauntingly before it was even finished via some pdf at 4 a.m and cried so much when writing that post lol idk if you remember XD) and I forgot to ask you! how do you feel about us reading some of your deleted works via pdfs? I do not know whether to feel guilt or joy ? (anyway what happened was that I still can't read hauntingly past that chapter...and I was so so sooo mad at Snape and Neville, I detested them from the bottom of my heart so bad that I had to re-read both Nevilles death in NG and Snapes canon death for 3 days straight just to calm down a bit lmao) anyway I wonder what will her grandmothers reaction be to Harry explaining what happend

( I feel like I wrote a huge pile of messy stuff thrown together sorryyy :<)

Firenze!!! I hadn’t thought about him a ton either tbh but I will now! about the old pdfs - eh, I guess I’ve made peace knowing that it happens and there’s nothing I can do about it 🥲 like I dont love it but it’s all right, I am very neutral about it now

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garebearandnan · 1 year ago

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LITG S2 | EP 14 | Unseen Bits - Week 2

Some of the dialog is from RLT Love Island UK show and S3 (re-write)

Already missing S2 so thought I'd post this today.

Voice-Over by Iain Stirling: Prepare to ditch feelings for foolishness... and swap tension... for tomfoolery. So embrace your inner child...

CLIP: “Have you seen the size of that?” Bobby claims, ”Oh, my God, that's a bird.”

“It's a fucking dinosaur.” Gary says and proceeds to take a selfie with cricket.

Iain Stirling: … and enjoy an hour of unfiltered funnies. This is Love Island: Unseen Bits.

CLIP: Marisol and Priya scream and jump up off the swing seat as a big bug flies between them. (BOTH: GIGGLE and HUG EACH OTHER) Marisol states, "I’m going to pee myself."

CLIP: Henrik says, “I reckon I'm the only boy in Love Island history to only sleep with boys.”

🎵 LOVE ISLAND THEME PLAYS 🎵

Iain Stirling: Welcome to Unseen Bits, ladies. I think you'll like it here. It's been two weeks, but the Islanders only just�� seem to have noticed the moon. I've no idea how - we show a cutaway of it pretty much every episode.

CLIP: Grace, Hope, and Lottie are sitting on day beds, enjoying some tea while observing the moon. Grace comments on its appearance, “Look how beautiful the moon is.”

Hope cocked her head to the side and asked, “That's... Is that a full moon?”

Lottie replied, “Almost. Not quite. It's just cut off.”

Hope inquires about where it is cut off! Grace points and describes, “Like, the top left corner isn't quite circular.” She next mentions that it's almost a full moon, “Close to it, though.”

"Full moons sometimes give people headaches, too. They make them go a bit cray." The makeup artist added, “Fucks with you.”

Hope expresses surprise and asks if it's similar to how werewolves are affected. “Do you have to watch out for wolves here?”

Grace asked, “Wolves? We are in Spain.”

The Londoner inquired, “Do you believe in them?”

Lottie added, “Wolves are not a fake thing. What are you talking about?”

Hope shook her head and clarified, “No. I'm talking about the wolves, the humans that turn into wolves.”

“What, like a werewolf?” asked Grace.

“Are werewolves...? Do you believe in werewolves?” asked Hope.

“Mmm... I don't think so.” Grace reveals her scepticism about the existence of werewolves and teasingly asks, “They're not real, are they? Are they real? They're not real. I've never met one or know someone that's met one.”

Lottie replied, “No. I just know them from Twilight.”

Grace shifts the conversation by asking about mythical creatures: “What's the mythical creature you find the most fascinating?”

Hope immediately responds with "mermaids," and Grace gasps in surprise. Grace whispers, “Fuck off! I was about to say mermaids.”

“Yeah, I do!” Hope confirms her love for mermaids.

Grace explains, "That's why I asked the question. My favourite princess was Ariel, the Little Mermaid," and both she and Hope expressed their love for the character. Lottie smiles and says, “I love Aquamarine.”

The girls continue to discuss their mythical creatures, as Hope asks, “Do you think they might be real?”

Lottie expresses her belief that mythical creatures could exist, “Yeah, I don't see why not. But not what we think.” She implies a different origin for mermaids by suggesting, “Maybe, like, a fish and a lady had sex one day.”

“I think mermaids… I feel like they're, like, just a massive, like, thing in the sea.” Hope expands on her thoughts, envisioning mermaids as, “Cos I don't think… that look like really scary, massive fish, not exactly as people traditionally imagine them.”

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Iain Stirling: Boys are by the pool. Girls are out of earshot. Turn the volume down, guys, I bet we're in for some absolutely filthy lad banter.

Gary, Ibrahim, Henrik and Bobby sitting on the pool edge with legs in water.

Bobby: What's your favourite animation film?

Henrik: Animation?

Bobby: Animation film, yeah.

Gary: Shrek was... Shrek's good.

Henrik: Shrek was big.

Bobby: Ah, Shrek was a bad boy film.

Ibrahim: Space Jam.

Henrik: Space Jam? I don't think I've even watched it.

Ibrahim: What?!

Henrik: I don't think I ever… I've seen bits, but I haven't watched it.

Bobby: You ain't seen Space Jam either?

Ibrahim: You guys!

Gary: Mates, that's disappointing, that is.

Henrik: Mine's got to be Madagascar, I love Madagascar.

Gary: Madagascar's mint.

Bobby and Gary chant: I like to move it, move it I like to move it, move it!

ALL: LAUGHTER

Henrik and Ibrahim join in chant: I like to... move it!

Bobby: He's too funny, him.

ALL: LAUGHTER

Gary: Oh, mate, we're forgetting Toy Story.

Henrik: Toy Story's massive. Massive.

Gary: I can't lie, I wanted to cry, you know, at the end, you know?

Ibrahim: What, the third one?

Gary: Yeah, man, that's big. He... Bro, he left them.

Henrik: Yeah.

Ibrahim: I love Shark Tale as well.

Henrik: Yeah, oh, that's it!

Gary & Bobby: Oscar the Sharkslayer!

Ibrahim: Yeah, yeah, loved that shit.

Bobby: And then Angelina Jolie coming in.

Bobby sings out: Oooh. Ooh-ooh ooh-ohh. (He wiggles his body.)

ALL: LAUGHTER

Bobby: Unreal.

Ibrahim: What a banger that was.

Bobby: That fish, that fish was peng as well.

THEY LAUGH

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(The following S3 Sex Tape' chat is re-written for S2 Islanders)

Iain Stirling: It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, and you’re feeling good! But one Islander needs to let off a little steam.

CLIP: All the Islanders are lounging by the pool. Bobby winced, “Rocco, I want to agree with you, but it just sounds disgusting.”

Lucas grimaced. “It’s a risotto! Who puts cucumber in it?”

Iain Stirling: Well, I’m glad someone cleared that up for me…

Priya said, “I don’t know; they kinda do look exactly the same.”

“Exactly! Only a courgette is fancier. A cucumber works just as well,” Rocco retorted.

The smile spread across Gary's face. “Name of Rocco’s sex tape.” The girls giggle, and Rocco just rolls his eyes.

Lottie spoke next and asked, “If you were going to make a tape, what would you actually call it?”

Gary chimed in, “Easy. True grit.”

The Islanders groan, and Lottie pulls a face of disgust. “How is that sexy?”

Gary rebutted, “It’s not. I just think it’s a great movie... Wait, you meant sex tape?”

“Mine would be something sensual.” Lottie thinks for a moment, then says, “What Women Want.”

Hope jokes, "Mine would be, 'Inspect Her Gadget.'"

Noah smiles and squeezes her hand. “You don’t have to ask me twice…”

“Hope, you’re so dirty!” Marisol then turned to Grace. “What about you, Grace? What would you name your naughty video?” The Islanders turn to you.

“Hmm... my sex tape would be called…” Grace smiled flirtatiously at them and said, “Sin-derella.”

Gary flashed her a grin. “If the shoe fits…” She replied, “Ha, ha. Very funny.”

Gary responded, “Glad-ia-tor would be one.” Grace blushed, and Bobby jokingly stated, “That’s a bit of a mouthful, isn’t it?”

Lottie rolled her eyes playfully. “Bobby!”

Gary teased, “Name of Bobby's sex tape!”

Gary and Bobby give each other a high five. The Islanders laugh playfully. Marisol indicated hers to be "Missionary Impossible."

Lucas asked, “Did you just come up with that?”

Marisol smirked. “What can I say, I’m a natural.”

Henrik stated, “Fast and Furious would be a good one too. You wouldn’t even need to change the name.”

The Islanders all laugh. Lucas chimed in, “You know what’s a good film? Any film with Ryan Gosling.”

Priya gave a small nod. “He is so fit.”

Noah remarked, “Yeah, Drive was awesome.” And Ibrahim claimed, “I was in a lift with Jason Mamoa.”

Priya’s breath catches in her throat. “Shut up! No way!”

Ibrahim nodded his head. “Yes, way. He’s impressive…”

Priya argued that this was an excessively modest remark, “That’s an understatement. Ugh, I’d let him blast me with his trident any day.”

Grace gasped. “Oh, my gosh, Priya.” The others laugh. Bobby stands up and takes a running jump towards the pool. “Move out of the way. Here comes the cannon ball.”

"My hair!" Lottie shrieks. "My hair!"

Gary lets out a loud whoop and jumps into the pool, splashing a few of the others. Marisol gets wet. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”

Gary and Bobby both have massive grins on their faces. The other boys soon jump in the pool, and they all splash around. Gary calls out, “Grace! Jump in!”

Lucas claimed, “Yeah! It’s lovely. Good call, Bobby.”

Grace strides towards the pool. She tucks her limbs and hits the water with an enormous splash.

Gary and Bobby cheer loudly. Priya states, “Right. I might as well get in now. I’m already wet. Wait! That could be the name of my sex tape!”

In response, Ibrahim said, “Yes, Priya! You nailed it.”

Lottie added, “And that could be the name of yours, Rahim!” Laughter fills the air.

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Iain Stirling: Time for another exclusive, in the dressing room. Bobby is trying to get inside Priya's blouse, literally.

CLIP: Ibrahim and Bobby are standing by the doorway as Priya pulls out a pink kimono. Marisol is styling her hair at the vanity. Priya turns to the boys, and says, “So this is like a kimono.”

Marisol looked over and said, “Aw…” Priya tries it on. “Oh, that is a cute one.”

Ibrahim agreed, saying, “It’s nice.”

Priya asked, “Do you like it?”

“100%” He responded, and she handed it to Ibrahim, asking, “Do you want to take it downstairs for me?”

Bobby grabs it. “I'm wearing it.”

Priya giggles. “Are you actually?” Bobby starts to put it on.

Marisol said in surprise, “Oh, my god.” Ibrahim cheered, “Yes!!!! It looks like…”

Bobby looks at himself in the mirror as he models the kimono. “I feel like a gangster. I feel like a rapper.”

ALL: LAUGHTER

Iain Stirling: And just like that Bobby became a style icon.

CLIP: Lucas and Henrik are chatting around the fire pit. Bobby struts down the steps and sashays to the firepit. He calls out to Lucas, “You got fashion, Lucas. What are you saying to this?”

Lucas gasped, then smirked. “Alright. Give us a fuckin’ walk and a twirl.” Bobby gives it a twirl.

(Song plays in the background) Vogue by Madonna�� #Let your body move to the music (move to the music)

“Ah…” Lucas trailed off, laughing.

#Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow) #You know you can do it

Lucas' eyebrows lifted as he said in amusement, “It's pretty sick though, I won't lie.” Bobby says with a chuckle, “It’s not mine.”

Lucas stretched back on the bench, getting more comfortable. “I know. I know.” Henrik said cheerfully, “You can fuckin’ rock that.”

Bobby replied with a cheeky smile, “I know, I can.” Henrik repeated the Scotsman’s words with an amused look: “I know, I can!”

He struts around and swishes out the bottom of the kimono. “Look at the swish of the blaw!”

(Song plays in the background) Vogue by Madonna #Ooh, you've got to Let your body move to the music

“That is how you make your exit.” He does another twirl and struts away. (ALL: LAUGHTER). “Oh, that’s heights, the swish.” Bobby pumps his arms and trusts his midsection a couple of times. (ALL: LAUGHTER). “Blaw!” He says with a laugh. (Song fades out in the background.)

✤✤✤

Iain Stirling: After the recouple on Day 9 the Islanders are settling down for bed.

TEXT ALERT

Gary calls out, “I've got a text!” He read out. "Islanders, the Hideaway is open tonight."

Bobby: Whoo!

Priya: Woo hoo!

Iain Stirling: This week saw the return of the Hideaway, the villa's iconic love palace with a carpet like Gary's local.

ALL CHANT: Noah and Hope! Noah and Hope!

Iain Stirling: Not really. It's proper swanky, and ‘Nope’ bagged themselves the first visit of the season.

Hope and Noah relax on the bed and have a little toast to celebrate a night alone.

Hope: Cheers to that.

Noah: Cheers.

They clink their glasses and take a sip.

Iain Stirling: Hope and Noah enjoyed a slow-motion kiss. Well, what you didn't see was Hope hatching a plan to secure that snog.

Hope in the Beach Hut: “It's like when you're back at school, getting a cheeky kiss chase. I'm gonna get cheesy... cheeky kiss chase. Hang on. That's a bit of a tongue tie, innit? I am gonna get a cheeky kiss… chase. I'm gonna get a cheeky kiss case.” (She laughs.) “I am gonna get a cheeky kiss case. Fuck off, I ain't doing it. I can't do it. I'm done with this shit. I'm gonna snog Noah, all right?! I'm gonna go snog Noah tonight, and it's gonna be a kiss chase. Ending with a snog. We got there in the end! Fucking hell!”

Iain Stirling: Here's an unseen bit of Hope getting handsy in the hideaway.

Hope slowly drizzles oil on Noah’s skin. While straddling his back, as he lays face down on the bed, she slowly moves the oil over his skin.

He lets out a sigh of pleasure. “Mmmmmm…” Hope massages his back and slowly moves her hands up to his shoulders. “I feel like we should definitely go to a spa day, though.”

Pulling back, she raised a brow. “Why? Is this massage not good enough for you?”

“Nah, this is good, but… you know what I mean.” Noah turns his head slightly, and his eyes are closed, and he’s smiling.

“Hmm?”

Noah replied softly, “A weekend away. Have you been to the Lake District?”

Hope claimed, “No, I really wanna go.”

Hope’s voice drops into a silky, smooth tone. “I really wanna go to Bali, as well.”

“Same. Oh!” You hear Noah let out a quiet moan as she begins to rub her hands at the base of his neck. He says with a sigh, “I really wanna go to Scotland, as well.”

She continues kneading his muscles. “Why Scotland?”

“I don't know, it's got amazing, like… Like, the Highlands, is that the right place? I'd love to see Dartmoor.”

“I think so. Where the rocks are? Bobby says Dartmoor's stunning.”

Noah agreed. “Yeah, I need to see this place.” He lets out a sigh of pleasure. “Mmm… You have incredible hands. You're too good at this, you know. "

Hope asked, “I am?”

Noah smirked. “Yeah, I feel like I'm about to fart on your nunny.”

She stops messaging him and just looks at him.

Iain Stirling: So much for a happy ending. After a hard week of cracking on, grafting and chatting about their types on paper, our Islanders like nothing more than to kick back, relax and discuss their favourite subject.

CLIP: Ibrahim, Lucas, Marisol, Hope, and Henrik are relaxing on outdoor seating and discussing their wildest first date experiences.

Henrik asks, “What's like, the wildest first date you guys have ever been on?”

Marisol is the first to share a date story. “I've not done anything too wild on a first date, I'll be honest. I've had, like, the most embarrassing one. It was a Tinder date, and I'm cringing just thinking about it. We went to the cinema and watched a horror movie, and this guy just sweated the whole time, profusely sweated.”

Lucas asks, was he scared, or what? And Marisol didn’t know.

Ibrahim mentioned, “Or cos he was hot?”

She replied, “It could have been a mixture of both, but either way, it was just unnecessary, and I was, like, I wanna go home. Anyway, he drove me home, and rather than turning off the car when you're chatting, he left his headlights or whatever on and talked to me. His car fully broke down.”

Marisol nodded to his question, “The battery died?”

Hope gasped. “Oh, my God!”

“I just left him there. I just went home and left him sitting outside my house.” (ALL: LAUGHTER.)

Henrik chuckled. “That is pain. Oh, my God! That is actually pain.”

Marisol nodded. “He literally wound down his window, "Oh, my battery's died." She laughs. “I was, like, OK, bye."

The boys laugh. Hope giggled. “OK, bye?”

Marisol shrugged with a smile. “Yeah, I just left it. It was… Dying. What about you guys? Have you had any embarrassing ones?”

Ibrahim starts, “Not really wild and I didn't get caught, but there was the day I found out I was lactose intolerant. We were eating on a rooftop, and I was eating creamy, creamy spaghetti, and it literally... my stomach and all that started doing, started making music and all this stuff.” (THEY ALL LAUGH.) Ibrahim added, “Then the only toilet was beside us, so I had to, like, hold my arse and run all the way to the street to a McDonald's and I just shat. I even vomited as well, man. And then I had to come back and just pretend nothing happened. Literally, like.” (THEY ALL LAUGH.)

Lucas asked, “Did she not gather anything had happened?”

“No, I said I was talking to the bartender downstairs, just trying to see what drinks they have.”

Grace walks over and joins the group. Hope asked, “Why did you go to Maccies? What the fuck!”

Marisol asked, “What about you, Grace? We're talking about the most embarrassing or worst dates you've been on?”

Grace explains: “OK, so it's not even on a date. So, basically, the guy I was talking to, it was after, like, the club. He dropped me home, and I was a little bit tipsy, but I needed to pee. And with me, when I need to go, I need to go. So we're driving, I'm like, stop the car now, I need to wee! He's like, can you not wait? We're nearly home; like, just wait. I was like, I can't! So, I've thought he's slowed down, obviously not as much as I thought. I've opened the door, and I've 007'd out the car and ran to go do a wee, and obviously just adrenaline rush, not thinking about it. I've come back to the car. This is how this looked. Grazed knees, like, slit through my pants, blood everywhere, and a broken nail. Jeez! Literally, it was so embarrassing.” (ALL: LAUGHTER.)

Iain Stirling: Sounds nasty, Grace, but when you've gotta go, you've gotta go. This week we saw the islanders having a great time at a MoS party. And the return of a famous season one Islander.

CLIP: The lights facing the DJ stand flash on. Standing there is a short, well built figure. The Islanders let out a massive cheer. DJ shouts out, “Waaasssuup, Islanders.”

Priya gasped. “Is that…?”

Bobby cried out, excitedly, “It can’t be!”

Grace stated, “It is! It is!” Ex Islander Tim from Season one is their DJ for the night.

“It’s DJ Big T!” Bobby exclaimedloudly, pumping his arms in the air.

“For the Villa crew, I got you!” Tim bellowed out. Good vibes start to flow back into the Villa as a quick dance Montage is shown. The music cuts off and two new Islanders enter.

“OMG! Hi, everyone. I’m Chelsea.”

“Hi, ladies. I'm Jakub."

Iain Stirling: And what kind of new islanders would they be if they didn’t immediately drop a truth bomb on that kiss?

"I have so many opinions," Chelsea tutted. “But I think the big thing was that kiss." All eyes are on Chelsea. She’s clearly excited to drop the news.

Clip changes to Bobby, Lucas and Gary near the pool looking at the new boy, Jakub.

Bobby said, “I wanna know… where the fuck are they finding these humans from?”

Lucas agreed, “I'm 6 foot. I'm feeling short!”

Bobby continued to question, “What's going on here? And then... He's massive…”

Gary asked, “How tall is he?”

Lucas replied, “He's, like, 6'5"

Gary makes a face.

Bobby huffed, “Yeah. Yeah.”

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Iain Stirling: Right, here's some unaired chat from the Team GB Olympic 4x1 sunbathing team.

CLIP: On loungers L-R Ibrahim, Chelsea, Grace, Priya

Grace: Honestly, I've learned so much about myself in here, and I think I've handled situations so good that I didn't realise I could even handle it like that.

“There's a fly around me.” Ibrahim jumps up and tries to swat it away. “Oh, get away! Fuck off!” He swats at the fly. (THEY LAUGH.) He swats at the fly again. “He won't fucking leave me alone.”

Priya giggled. “Yeah, he likes you, doesn't he?”

Grace stated, “It's gone.”

Ibrahim claimed, “Least someone's attracted to me in here.” (ALL: LAUGHTER.) “What a pointless insect.”

Priya jokingly repeats her partner's words. “Pointless insect.” (She snickers.)

Ibrahim continued ranting, “Does nothing for the world.”

Chelsea looked puzzled. “The fly?”

“Just does nothing, like. Doesn't contribute to anything.”

Chelsea said out loud her thoughts, “What does a fly actually do?”

Ibrahim answered, “Fucking piss people off.”

Chelsea perked up, saying, “They pollinate, which we need for air.”

Priya smiled. “It’s bees that pollinate.”

Chelsea looked thoughtful. “Erm… yeah.

Priya added, “I thought flies eat crap. Like, the crap that's left, like shit and stuff.”

Chelsea stated, “So they're basically rubbish bins?”

Ibrahim rolled his eyes playfully. “So I'm a piece of crap, am I? I'm a piece of shit?” (THEY LAUGH.)

“Well, I didn't say that, Rahim. You said that.” Priya laughed.

Grace said, “Bees pollinate. But flies do, too. Somewhere I read that flies play a crucial role as pollinators for mango farmers. Many of these flies, much like bees, have hairy bodies that collect pollen while they feed. Flying from blossom to flower, larger flies might collect hundreds, even thousands, of pollen grains."

Chelsea stated, “So they're not rubbish bins only!"

Iain Stirling: Rubbish bins? How dare you! Flies provide an invaluable national service every single week. Unseen Bits couldn't exist without them. ✤✤✤

(S2 Islanders random chats, very, very random)

Iain Stirling: Now, when it comes to the expression ‘it does what it says on the tin’, peanut butter lives up to the challenge. But, for Chelsea it's just not cutting it.

CLIP: Gary is lounging in a relaxed position on the foot of a daybed as Grace and Priya are sitting with their backs to the headboard. Chelsea comes over and takes a seat next to them.

Grace: If peanut butter wasn't called peanut butter...

Gary: Yeah?

Grace: … what would you call it?

Chelsea: Right, so, what is it? It's like blended peanuts, isn't it? So I'd call it ‘nutty smooth’.

(ALL: LAUGHTER)

Priya: That's quite good, actually.

Grace: Nutty smooth!

Gary: While you're there, babe, buy some nutty smooth!

(ALL: LAUGHTER)

Gary: Same as Marmite. Why do you call Marmite, Marmite?

Grace: Exactly. So, what else would we be calling Marmite?

Chelsea: I bet it's called Marmite cos it's from… It's like, origina… Orig... What's it called?

Grace: Originated.

Chelsea: It's originated from, like, there's a place called Marmite.

(ALL: LAUGHTER)

Priya: Is there a place called Marmite?!

Chelsea: I bet there's a place called Marmite somewhere.

(ALL: LAUGHTER)

Gary: Yeah, actually, there is a place… There's a place called Sandwich.

Chelsea: Is there?

Grace: No!

Gary: Yeah.

Priya: Don't you think it's weird, why things are called what they're called? Like, why's the wall called "wall"?

Chelsea: Yeah.

Gary: Yeah, I think that all the time.

Chelsea: Blanket!

Priya: Where's that come from?

Chelsea: Blanket! What the hell's that all about?

Grace: It's just originated from, like, the old languages. Do y’know what I mean?

Chelsea: Roman times.

Grace: English comes from Latin. It has evolved from as early as the 7th century.

Chelsea: Yeah, Latin times.

Grace: Latin words that have progressed through time.

Gary: I didn't know she was this intelligent. (Gary winks at Grace. She giggles)

Chelsea: No, I knew that, I knew that! Who's made up the Latin name? Who's made the Latin thing?

Priya: Eve and...?

Chelsea: Not Arthur, is it?

Priya: John. (They roll about laughing.)

Chelsea: Eve and John!

Gary: Yeah, John…

Chelsea: No, wait, what is it actually? Arthur and Eve?

Gary: Adam and Eve!

Chelsea: Arthur and Eve!

(Priya is laughing.)

Gary: Fucking John. (They roll about laughing.)

Iain Stirling: Imagine not knowing the Bible story of Arthur and Eve and the garden of Marmite. Meanwhile, you lot can chow down on exclusive nuggets like this. That's right, you guessed it. .. Mmmm 'BEACH HUT BONANZA!' This week, we asked our Islanders for their best chat-up lines.

CLIPS: From the Beach Hut…

LAUGHTER: Hope and Grace.

Lucas: The best chat-up line...

Priya: Chat-up line...

Marisol: I don't know a chat-up line. Erm...

Hope: I've never used a chat-up line, ever, in my life.

Noah: I don't use them. I never use chat-up lines, I can't do that.

Grace: Are you from Ireland? Because every time I look at you, my penis be "Dublin". (She laughs.)

Hope: Oh, dear.

Priya: Do you know what, I let them come to me all the time. All boys come to me.

Ibrahim: Er… Yo, beautiful, erm… What's your name? Er... Let me start again, let me start again.

Marisol: People just send me the googly eyes emoji on Instagram.

Lottie: I don't do the chasing. I've never slid into an Insta DM, ever.

Rocco: Hey, sweet ting.

Marisol: People that use chat-up lines have no sauce whatsoever, so they don't care about embarrassing themselves even more, cos they're just a living embarrassment anyway.

Bobby: You've got a nice pair of legs, what time do they open? (BOBBY LAUGHS.)

Rocco: Classics.

Gary: How much does a polar bear weigh?

Lottie: Oh, what is it?

Gary: Enough to break the ice. My name's Gary. Can I have your number or buy you a drink?

Bobby: Oh, fuck, I had one about a phone number. I know one about a phone number I've used before.

Noah: I've got nowt.

Ibrahim: Oh, what is it?

Grace: Have you got any bruises? Cos it must have hurt when you fell from heaven. Oi-oi.

Ibrahim: Can I... Is it can I… Can I get your phone number, cos I've forgot mine? Something like that.

Gary: You have to be witty, you have to be quick.

Ibrahim: Can I use your phone number, cos I forgot mine? Can I use your… What is it?

Lucas: I like ones that lead somewhere.

Ibrahim: (Ibrahim is thinking.) Can you phone my phone, because I forgot my number?

Hope: I lost my number, so can I have yours? (She laughs.)

Hope: Oh, my God, that's so dumb!

Gary: Are your feet tired? And then they say, ‘Why?’ (He laughs.)

Gary: Cos you've been running round my mind all day.

Lottie: Is your name Earl Grey? Because you look like a hot tea.

Marisol: If someone said it to us, I'd walk away.

Henrik: Oh, yeah, if I could rearrange the alphabet…

Gary: I hope you know CPR because you just took my breath away.

Henrik: …I'd put you and I together. Oh, that's the one! (Henrik laughs and claps.)

Priya: (She pats her bum to the camera.) That's worked in the past, and I'm not even joking.

Marisol: The best chat-up line in the world is… ‘Do you want a drink?’ … Yeah, I do.

🎵 LOVE ISLAND THEME PLAYS 🎵

Iain Stirling: Before we go, here's one last unseen nugget of Bobby giving some classic end-of-the-night nonsense relationship advice.

CLIP: Fire pit after Rocco is eliminated.

Bobby: You never know what this Villa's gonna throw at you.

Marisol: It's a bit of a sticky one still.

Bobby: Sticky ones are sticky ones, but… What are you thinking? Who are you gonna graft next?

Marisol: Iain Stirling. I don't fucking know!

Iain Stirling: I'm flattered, but I'm a taken man. That's it, folks for this week. Thanks for watching! Tune in next week for another edition of… UNSEEN BITS.

#litg #loveislandgame #loveislandthegame #litg s2 #abitofme #litgs2 #loveisland #love island the game

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voluptuarian · 2 years ago

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I've been thinking about werewolf designs recently, which has basically turned into analyzing my least favorite trends in modern werewolf media

pack focus - with a few exceptions, I find a pack of werewolves a huge downgrade from traditional singular ones (not you, Hotel Transylvania wolfman family-- you're angels and and we're thrilled you're here). How is a guy supposed to feel like a properly cursed and outcast abomination while hanging out with his 2 dozen friends who are exactly like him? "Packs" made up of lone lycanthropes who've adopted each other (for good or ill) is alright I guess, and if a whole family gets cursed The Quarry style, that's interesting at least. But I think getting back to solitary menace or lonely outcast werewolves is best.

too wolf-like - a lot of early werewolf accounts have people just turning into straightforward wolves. Some have a transformation into large, predatory creatures, more or less wolf-like depending on the region and the culture, but with features that differentiated them from wolves-- hybrid anatomy, missing tails, human eyes or other features. In others it's just "a creature," without an explicit lupine connection, or even just literally some guy but Powered Up and eating people. So there's no hard and fast "canon" folklore werewolf. Early monster movies (which established a lot of modern werewolf lore and the modern definition of a werewolf) gave us a creature that simply looks like a furry, monstrous humanoid, and nothing really like a wolf. What I'm saying is there's a lot of room for customization and new ideas. But instead I see very little experimentation or creativity, and a lot of Balto-meets-Van Helsing wolf-head-furry-body-man-pants thing (or worse, mangy pitbull rat hybrids) and a commitment to quasi-lupine traits and behaviors. BORING. If you're not married to literal-wolf werewolves, let's see some creativity! Be adventurous! Get inspired by old school werewolves, or do something completely new! Please!

not wolflike enough - if you are committed to generic wolf -based werewolves or anthropomorphic streetsharks-style man-wolves, at least be accurate about it! Wolves in the wild do not have true alpha-omega hierarchies (a pack in the wild is a family unit-- the parents are leaders, the rest of the pack are usually their children). Nor do wolves bite their mates to "mark" them (in fact, I went and looked into it, and didn't find any species that does, so now I'm curious where this whole idea even came from). ALSO it's kind of petty, but so many werewolf designs seem to look more like dogs than real wolves-- narrow nose bridges, too-close-together ears, etc. Basically, so much werewolf content is committed to this generic idea of werewolves that's not accurate to real wolves, frequently unconnected to any werewolf lore, originated in the last 10 or 15 years, and isn't even interesting for all that (with different versions of "generic" depending on genre)-- ditch it, and do something new, or at least accurate!

ugly = scary/boring = sexy - the two big splits of "generic" werewolves I'm seeing are in horror (movies mostly) and romance. Current horror werewolves seem to be stuck with this ugly, disheveled look-- mangy, molting-looking fur, extremely wrinkly, raw-looking face skin, beady eyes, no tails, skinny, bony-looking bodies, huge feet etc (honestly I think the Underworld designs are the progenitors of this); meanwhile romance werewolves are usually big and brawny, with lush fur and swishy tails and a very cartoony balance of human and wolf characteristics (I think this design is indebted to animated movies and furry art, but also think it was very influenced by Van Helsing's werewolves as well). Basically, I'd like some interesting, potentially scary looking werewolves! A scary design is not going to kill the sexiness! At the same time, a design does not have to be purposely ugly in order to be scary! (Case in point, it's not a werewolf, and much more feline, but I adore Angela Barret's design for the beast in Beauty and the Beast-- unique, bestial and potentially frightening, but also sleek and elegant.)

exclusively abo - I get it, I get it. But like, 90% of werewolf romance stuff is the "claimed as the alpha's mate" variety-- I would enjoy some diversity. Also, if it's heat you're into, that's in no way exclusive to either false real-world alpha hierarchies, or invented fictional ones.

#I have Thoughts and Feelings about this subject #and 90% of what's out there is Unsatisfactory #lore and more #werewolf

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maroonghoul · 2 years ago

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Horror Movie’s I just watched: May 2023

Shorter list this time. Here we go:

Resurrection (2022) I saved this one for Mother’s day because I heard the main character was a Mom. I was a bit afraid it wouldn’t factor into the plot that much, but I was reassured, especially with the final scene.

This is another one, kinda like Censor, where the whole thing might be in the protagonist's head. Where she’s so wound up tight at the beginning that her daughter’s accident only starts the ball rolling in her head some nightmarish fantasy of the worst case scenario. It helps that we never got any confirmation about whether of not Tim Roth’s character was a hallucination or anyone else can see him. Hell, given that we never get a flashback with him and his first lines is him saying he doesn’t recognize her, there’s a disturbing possibility that he is real, but is some poor guy who just looks way too much like her ex and she’s hallucinating everything he said. And that final reveal about the baby actually being inside him is too surreal and supernatural to not have heavy implications if it wasn’t in her head.

Granted, like the best of ambiguous films, the story works regardless if this theory is right or not. The point is, externally or internally, this character is tormented. I feel like the moral of this story is; Girlbossing can only help you in limited ways. When it come to trauma as severe as this, try to find therapy. Though given our culture, she still probably couldn’t. It’s not fair.

Mad God Here was a movie I couldn’t take my eyes off, and I still feel like I missed a few things. That’s how striking the imagery was. I don’t know what I can add to what’s already been said about the themes that others haven’t already. Cycles of violence not solving anything, the de-personification of mass labor, civilizations rising and falling again despite the sacrifices; those are what I can glean. Also, being reminded at various points of Eraserhead, Fallout New Vegas, Metropolis, and Cemetery Man. Probably not even half of that was intentional.

It just wows me. Any one of the creatures in this could be the centerpiece or high point of any other film. Stop motion really has become a lost art. Sure, we know now a big reason why studios heavily prefer CGI, despite how good it actually looks, is cheaper and faster to make then any other effect. But works like this show that, if you’re actually comfortable letting film take as much time as it needs and use as much money as possible to make it look good (Better there than some executive’s overstuffed salary), you’ll allow a lot more variety in how each film is made and look. Gee, it’s almost like time crunches and trying to save money is actually bad for the product. WhO kNeW?

Scare Me I recognized the male lead, Josh Ruben, from CollegeHumor. And after that, this whole movie, to me, played like an extended Hardly Working sketch. I’m not sure if that’s good or bad.

I was worried a whole movie mostly about two people (briefly three) telling scary stories, and not actually showing us the stories, would look too cheap. Thankfully, there were some technical flourishes. The performances, including the bits their characters acted out so they’re effectively a performance in a performance, are good even if the stories themselves are hit or miss.

The first werewolf one is just goofy, but that’s intentional. The Grandpa one is ok, even if it’s a touch ableist at a point. The troll’s a bit fun. And the “deal with the devil” one has a fun payoff.

What this actually ends up being about, insecure white male (maybe?) getting violent with his more successful female colleague was pretty inevitable given how passive-aggressive they both are. Honestly, that they’re both such a-holes help kept what would be a too uncomfortable situation pretty light. You can mark this as another case of “actor known for comedy taking a serious villain role to show their range” movie, like Robin Williams. This was effective enough here, though I don’t know if it would work for him outside of it.

Final note (and mild spoiler for two films), can’t help but felt like the mid-credit scene reminded of the very end of the 1982 movie Death Trap. Not sure if that movie was a direct inspiration for this. I saw that for the first time about a month ago so it’s fresh on my mind. Outside of that, this is pretty much a good hang-out horror movie. Especially for fans of the old College Humor.

That’s all for now. I’ll probably have less films to talk about next time, but I’ll try to make up for it in July.

#resurrection 2022 #mad god #scare me

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stories-me · 7 months ago

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Potential Character for Mrs. Kelsey and Tumblr 6/25/2024:

Jacob “Jake” Talbot, Werewolf Freshman:

Background:

Jake was an ordinary teenage human who was starting his freshman year at high school, living at home with his parents and his bratty twin sisters. Jake always felt like he never fit in in his family. At school, because of his geeky interests, Jake started out as a bit of an introvert. Unfortunately, there was a full moon one night. When Jake came home, his arm was bleeding, and he claims he was bitten by a really big “dog”. Then after getting exposed to the light of the moonlight, Jake slowly started turning into a real live WEREWOLF!!!

Now stuck in this new monster form, soon after, Jake receives a mysterious letter announcing his transfer to Cemeterra High, a creepy school, in a monster-dominated land called “Cemeterra”. But since monsters have a very medieval attitude toward humans, Jake had enough sense not to mention he used to be human. The terrified boy was having a very difficult time fitting in, and was desperate to find a cure for his werewolf curse to return to his old life, until a kindly group of teenage monsters took him in and befriended him. With their help, Jake learns to survive the trials and tribulations of being a teenaged monster, and in doing so, he begins to change his outlook on the monster world, as well as his own life.

Personality:

Jake is essentially the straight-man of the story, to balance all the creepy and more eccentric personalities the other monster students. Due werewolves often being stereotyped as brutish and aggressive creatures, Jake has an even harder time fitting in. Surrounded by real monsters in a scary new school, Jake can be very scared and jumpy when something supernatural surprises him. This has earned him a reputation in school for being a “wussy werewolf” who’s afraid of his own shadow.

Although Jake can get easily frustrated with this new monstrous environment he wants to escape from, he is really a very intelligent, friendly, and compassionate guy. When he’s not scared, Jake has a sarcastic, smart sense of humor and a laid-back, yet geeky demeanor. Jake is shown to have a sense of responsibility that surprisingly mature for someone his age, but sometimes it gets to the point where he will blame himself for something he believes he caused, even when it is not really his fault. Jake eventually realizes that he didn’t love himself in the beginning. Jake is so scared and angry about his curse, that he at first doesn’t often take the time to appreciate all the good things that it’s brought him, like his new friends. He is hesitant to accept the wolf side of his identity, but as the series progresses, he learns to fight against the discrimination of others and his own belittling, and embraces his new werewolf side, and all the good things it has blessed him with!

While starting off as a shy and scared introvert, Jake grows throughout the series to be exceptionally brave and intrepid, even risking his life on a number of occasions to protect others, especially those he loves, i.e. Valerie Bloodworth the vampire and his other friends. Jake won’t tolerate it when others take advantage of other, not being afraid to stand up for himself and those who cannot do so themselves, or inspiring them to as well. He also grows to be more confident, optimistic, and outspoken, as he gradually comes to accept his new monster form and environment as his new reality. Though there isn’t a day that goes by when Jake misses his old human life, he has grown quite accustomed to the new friends he’s come to know.

How he is like me:

Sometimes, I feel a bit like a fish out of water in society (especially when frustrated with people or anxious or something). And, of course, I sometimes worry when we go on vacation, or when I’ve heard rumors we may move. We also both have a support system, and can get quite frustrated with things. One thing I’ve been doing lately to help me with my Autism and anxiety is envisioning myself in a safe environment (like my room) and Prana Breathing, in order to shut off the “Fight-or-Flight” sensation.

Kelsey Notes:

Warewolf life/monster form can be like navigating adulthood and maturity

Jake doesn’t fit the typical sterotype of being a warewolf- as you learn to manage the characteristics of an autism diagnosis that can be true for you as well

New environments can be easily frustrating because you don’t know what to expect and people with autism typically stick within a strict routine that is predictable and comfortable (sometimes like groundhog day)

Going on vacation means we are out of our comfort zome- we are in unfamiliar places and around people we don’t typically see

This can cause anxiety because you have to vary your thinking in terms of maintaining calm while carrying on conversations and having less time with preferred activities

As you become an adult anxiety about the future can be scary because you are used to where you are and the people in your life- the idea of that changing means you don’t know what is going to happen

In those moments where moving might be brought up it’s important to remember BIG PICTURE THINKNG

Planning for the future makes it much less stressful when certain things arise as you grow further into adulthood- some people want to be closer to family when they are retired

Fortunately you are connected to many people through zoom so moving may not as bad as you might think it would be. Your house would change but it would quickly become a new normal before you realize it

When fear of the future crops up it’s important to remember that your parents will make sure the time is right for you and they will do what they can to prepare you to the best of their ability

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letsbenditlikebennett · 1 year ago

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[pm] Yeah, Fleetwood does a lot of harmonizing so may be best to skip one of those. I like Rhiannon a lot. You're Welsh? That's super cool. I'm French, but I grew up mostly here.

That's kinda a fun comparison-- fire. It's the same color as lava and I'm a big fan of lava. Me too!

An ustra? Can't say I've come across one of those, but I can ask the slayer I know about them. I've come across lapir, not fun. I don't think I've met a vampire vampire. That's really scary and I hate that you had to go through that. A rosary? That's good. I'm glad you have someone showing you the ropes with this stuff to help you stay safe. [...] That makes sense. It's probably good you missed the fiasco th I'm glad you're feeling better than you were now though. Hope you continue to feel even better. Great, even.

[...] Yes, uh, werewolf is spot on for the wolf-girl reference. I was a little drunk when I said that. Don't usually out myself like that, but I'm not gonna like... eat you or something. Pop-culture references are more Cass than me, but she is showing me shows and movies. So yeah, that was serious.

[pm] I'll keep you posted. Probably not croissants this go round since my cousin will probably make some homemade if I make puppy eyes enough. In which case, I'll share.

[pm] I really like Landslide and Songbird and Everywhere. It would be very fun to sing those for her, but maybe [...] a little romantic. Which might be weird to do together? Rhiannon might be better. It is about a Welsh goddess. I'm also Welsh! :)

Your hair really does look like fire, even without those frogs' spit. I'm excited to celebrate your summer birthday!

I knew a little bit. I came across another vampire once before, but it was a different type. A [user struggles to remember] An ustra? These were like humans though, except for all the non human things about them. [...] Which was maybe even scarier. I know a slayer too. He was teaching me some things before. He's given me a necklace with a cross and also a knife. He's my neighbor as well so that's good. [...] But yes. It was very scary. It's [...] why I wasn't really there mentally at the last party. I'm feeling a little more calm now though, so should be better at yours.

Does that have to do with you being a wolf-girl? I know [...] about werewolves. I wasn't sure if maybe it was a pop-culture reference or something else. [...] But whatever it is, I don't mind it.

[new pm] I'm glad you like it!!! And let me know what kind of pastry you get with the gift card, I always love to know. See you this weekend. 🎂

#wr dash #wr wynne

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leonhardt-simp · 4 years ago

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Werewolf AOT girls

[werewolf au]

CW/ Slightly suggestive on some parts and some violence. Mentions of blood.

not all the girls are here cause I plan on making one for vampires later. Requests are open and reblogs are welcomed !

Annie Leonhardt: You actually helped her with her injuries when you first met, you scared shitless, of course, but you knew the big scary beast wouldn’t last a day or two if you didn’t help. werewolf annie is very stubborn ! literally will be half dead and be like “nah, I’m fine. I don’t need help.” You have to kinda force help onto her. After you had her patched up, you let her go and believed that was it. Nope ! Later on, the beast comes back in her human form and it was very surprising.

Annie wishes to repay the favor to you but you’re like “nah” and that is what makes her stick around. She is stubborn and just wants to repay the favor.

takes a liking to you after hanging around you because you didn’t see her as a monster. She actually really hates that she is a werewolf but being around you and having you puppy her is actually very nice. Gives her the courage to actually let you see her werewolf form again.

She starts realizing her feelings later on and starts to distance herself because she doesn’t want to put that burden on you. You have to reassure her and tell her that you’re ready for absolutely anything.

In a relationship, she’s very cute. Annie has a habit of biting you to show her affections, so you both will be probably cuddling or something and you just feel her canines on your shoulder.

Whenever she’s in her wolf form, just scarily huffing and growling, she always gets caught off guard whenever you just come up and boop her snout. She loves it but she will never admit to it.

Was completely against cuddling you in her werewolf form but will later enjoy the feeling you against her and your hand just rubbing her belly.

Will obviously protect you, doesn’t like if she can smell other werewolves have been around you, especially sasha- Vampires are also a big fat no.

When she first tried to kiss you, she forgot she was in her wolf form and she just ended up pressing her snout against your cheek. She was so embarrassed about it. You gave her an actual kiss later on and that was so worth it.

She doesn’t know her own strength sometimes so she will often squeeze you a little too hard in her arms by accident.

Annie gets flustered whenever you call her wolf form cute or baby talk to her in her wolf form.

Literally rubs her scent on you just for your security.

head-butting is another form of her affections!

Sasha Braus: Cutest most playful puppy you will meet. You both literally met when you heard noise outside and you saw a giant wolf on two legs dragging a deer through your backyard. You tried to shoo her with a stick but she just ended up wanting to play fetch instead. Sasha never leaves you alone after that night.

Always sneaks into your room through your window, you will be asleep and just hear thumps, wake up and see two golden eyes staring back at you.

Sasha likes whenever you had feed her leftovers either you or your family made.

Belly rubs, snout boops, scratches behind the neck or ears are always a must with this girl.

She actually took longer to reveal herself to you because she didn’t want to disappoint you. Is very happy whenever she did and you didn’t judge her for what she looked like.

Fell in love with you when you told her that you enjoyed her company and you always look forward to seeing her. She actually got really flustered and was missing for a few days because she was super nervous and wants to have a clear head before returning your feelings to her !

Sasha also doesn’t know her own strength or her size, sometimes tries to lay on you or will sometimes push you a little hard whenever she tries to nudge her head into you.

always getting injured as well. Since Sasha is very adventurous, she often finds herself getting hurt, you often worry about hunting parties because sometimes she will make her presence a bit obvious. she is a messy eater and sometimes forgets her deer in public.

expect hella licks on the face and snuggling, sasha always enjoys spooning you in her werewolf form since she is much bigger.

Her emotion is very obvious especially since her tail wags a lot, sometimes you have to calm her because she will knock things over in your room.

Ymir: How you both met is actually really different! You met her in her human form then she revealed herself to be a werewolf. She is basically the big bad wolf to your little red. Was always teasing you and playing around with you until one night She forgot it was the full moon and she transformed in front of you.

Was actually ashamed for being careless and was very mad at herself that she put you in danger.

She will try to distance herself a bit but when you get mad and tell her that she will always be someone you care for, then she changes her demeanor completely.

You both return to normal, her teasing you and you teasing her.

for one of her birthdays, you got her a big dog bowl with her name engraved on the front and she couldn’t live that down.

Gets you to shut up about the dog jokes when she pulls you into a kiss and you were left speechless. You started dating from that moment on.

Protective as hell, she doesn’t introduce you to pack members because she is afraid of people wanting to take a bite out of you. You were hers, she was the only one allowed to taste.

She is another member who often gets into fights as well, mostly due to her being very confident. You will sometimes need to pull her away from situations like that.

Ymir enjoys feeling you against her, so cuddling is definitely a thing you guys do in her wolf form.

Enjoys it whenever you sit on her lap and scratch under her chin, loves to nuzzle into your shoulder and cradle you.

find her bringing you home fresh kill, nonchalantly going “make sure to freeze this by the way.” had to tell her to stop because you had absolutely no intention of eating something she absolutely shredded.

Gets embarrassed whenever her tail wags when you are around her, usually denies it.

likes it whenever you kiss her on the head.

another person who likes to rub their scent on you but only when she knows she may be away for a while.

Likes it more whenever you stay at her house rather than your own, she says it makes it feel more safe.

Pieck Finger: Pieck was probably the most obvious out of everyone else- She literally just forgets about the whole bipedal thing. You first saw a wolf on you way back home at night, so when you saw Pieck crawling on the ground, you connected the dots pretty easily. Still surprising that your friend was a werewolf.

Likes the fact you don’t judge her, she finds herself liking you pretty fast. She fell for you when you told her that you would always be a place to run to if she was hurt or if she needed anything.

Pieck finds herself visiting your house during full moons since she surprisingly can keep herself under control at those times.

Always sleeping ! She is a big napper and will usually sleep in her wolf form, even during the summer !

Doesn’t care if it gets hot, she will pull you closer to her in her sleep because she wants to keep you safe and protected.

She let’s you brush her ! While she sleeps, her head resting on your lap, she will usually nudge her head towards you to signal that she wants pets or to be brushed.

Pets and belly rubs are also a thing. Pieck is just one giant softie, always napping on you and then running off to go eat before coming back.

The calmest out of the rest of the pack, can get serious when she needs to.

Can be protective but only when she needs to, doesn’t start up anything with other members especially not around you. Doesn’t mind vampires as long as they stay in their place.

liked to lick your face, sometimes she gets a little too into it and you have to push her big face away from you.

She likes to joke about eating you up.

When you both started dating, she made an oath to never hurt you and if she did, she gave you full permission to kill her.

Her favorite things are napping on top of you, her head on your chest and you just running your hands through her fur. It's her paradise.

When it come to introducing you to pack members, she likes to keep you at a safe distance.

often jokes about having pups with you, sometimes you don’t know if she’s serious or not-

#annie leonhardt x reader #annie x reader #aot x reader #pieck finger x reader #sasha braus x reader #sasha x reader #pieck x reader #ymir x reader #werewolf lore

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minaramen · 3 years ago

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New Year’s special story - Werewolf Idols ~ LIVE or HEAVEN ~ Part 8: Who’s the wolf? [Day 3]

Game master: Dawn has come

Riku: Waaah! I survived!

Gaku: And what about the victim?!

Game master: During tonight’s werewolf attack, one person was killed

Yamato Woooh. Who?

Haruka: Ah! Torao’s missing!

Touma: What!? Tora!?

Yamato: Midou…!!

Iori: Midou san has been bitten!?

Yamato: Damn!! Midou…! Midou…! Why…!

Tamaki: Yama san, I didn’t know you liked Toracchi that much…

Touma: Tora… you see, Tora? That’s good… your parting caused such pain…

*Cut to a dark place*

Torao: I’ve been bitten, then?! It’s not what I expected… man, how frustrating!

Torao: Shit, this is definitely not my day. What the hell is this place, by the way?

Torao:.....!

*Cut to the TV studio*

Audience: Kyaaaah…!

Nagi: Welcome!

Sogo: Good job, Midou san

Yuki: Welcome. There are black-soybeans here, in case you’re interested

Torao: Mh…? So, this is the place where you end up after you get executed?

Sogo: Yes. I guess you’re feeling relieved! There is also Osechi!

Torao: You bet. I mean, that’s it? It’s not scary at all

Audience: Toraooo!!

Torao: What?

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!!

Audience: You’re handsome!!

Torao: Thanks. You girls are very cute

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!

Torao: Fu….

Yuki: He wasted no time showing off

Sogo: It’s very engaging, being able to talk to the audience from such a close distance

Nagi: It really is! Shall we talk with them a little more?

Torao: You’re right, let’s see…

Torao: Did you eat Osechi?

Audience: I did!!

Audience: Not yet!

Audience: I ate Osechi!

Audience: I want to!

Yuki: She said she wants to eat it. Maybe I can feed her

Torao: Mh?

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!

Sogo: I don’t know. Going down to the audience…

Yuki: Is it forbidden or something?

Audience: Kyaaaaaaaaah…!

Torao: Okay, got it. Instead of feeding the audience, I’ll feed Sogo

Sogo: What?

Audience: Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaah..!!

Nagi: Oh, they screamed so loud…

Yuki: Nagi kun will feed me, then

Audience: Kyaaaaaaaah…!

Nagi: Actually, I’d rather not…

Yuki: Do I disgust you?

Nagi: It’s because I was always the one being served

Yuki: You’re a prince, after all. Okay then, I’ll be the one putting it in your mouth…

Audience: Kyaaaaaaaaaah…!

Torao: Ahah…we got quite a reaction. I feel somehow better. Is datemaki okay with you?

Sogo: W-wait…. datemaki is pretty big…maybe, chorogi would be better…

Torao: Chorogi..? Do you mean, this one? I don’t really remember what a chorogi is

Yuki: Do you want chorogi as well, Nagi kun?

Nagi: No, no, no…A mystery object, the red drill of a little devil. I don’t want it in my mouth…

Sogo: Chorogi is a perilla plant, and it’s a good medicinal food, just like ginger. They say that you will get to live a long life, if you eat it

Torao: Ah…! Don’t start talking all of a sudden!! I was about to drop it!

Sogo: I’m sorry

Torao: Can I hold your chin?

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…!!

Nagi: In the first place, opening your mouth in front of other people is considered extremely rude in my country…

Yuki: It’s okay, I won’t get angry…you can just stick out your tongue. Just like you’re doing faces at me

Nagi:......Wouldn't the chestnut over there do the trick as well?

Yuki: Okay, okay. Can I hold your chin as well?

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!

Nagi: Oh….it’s new year’s party…okay, okay

Torao: Okay, let’s go. Ready…?

Yuki: They’re the replacements for you, girls. Take a good look

Audience: Kyaaaaaaah

Torao: Open wide

Audience: Kyaaaaaaah…!!

Nagi&Sogo: Gulp…

Audience: Kyaaaaaaaaah…!!

Yuki: Okay, well done

Nagi: Ah…I was so nervous….

Sogo: It had a good texture, with a strong pungent note… It gave me the feeling you’re going to live long and healthy

Torao: What’s that, a food report? You’re such a conscientious guy

Yuki: Midou kun, we’ll recruit you for the drums

Torao: The drums?

Audience: Kyaaaaaaaaah…!!

Nagi: Now we have the vocalist role left

Sogo: Looks like the “New Year’s Day” may be a success. I look forward to seeing who’s the next to come!

Audience: Kyaaaaaaah…!

*Cut to the game*

Yamato: Aaah….Midou….why….

Tenn: So I’m thinking that after Rokuya san, you happened to forecast Midou san?

Yamato:....that’s exactly what I did…

Tenn: I suggest you handle your fake forecasting a little bit better. I mean, you’re always matching the killed person…

Yamato: You’re wrong! The wolves actually do kill the guys I forecast! As if you weren’t the impostor here!

Tenn: I’m the real divinator

Minami: I’m the real divinator

Momo: The real deal is me!

Gaku: Okay, what about the medium?

Riku: Can the medium come out, at this point?

Tenn: Before that, we better announce the forecasting results. Nikaido san has already ran his mouth, after all

Mitsuki: Okay, then. I’ll do the countdown

Mitsuki: 3, 2,1…

Mitsuki: Zero

Tenn: I forecasted Nanase san. He’s a villager

Minami: Izumi Iori san is a villager

Momo: Isumi Haruka is a wolf

Haruka: What!?

Touma: Haru’s a wolf!?

Haurka: I-I’m not..! I’m definitely not!! I’m not a wolf!

Momo: Too bad, Haruka. The result of my divination speaks for you

Riku: Wait, that’s not true! I don’t think so!

Haruka: Nanase…

Iori: What are you talking about, Nanase san?

Riku: Every divinator spoke already, so I guess I can say it?

Riku: I'm the medium!

Mitsuki: Riku’s the medium?!

Ryunosuke: Oh, I’m glad the medium is still alive! What about Yuki san’s situation?

Riku: Well, Yuki san, the one we executed yesterday…

Riku:...was a villager

Mitsuki&Touma: Eeeh….?!

Ryunosuke: Momo san is an impostor, then!

Momo: That doesn’t sound right, since I’m the real divinator. Aren’t you the impostor here, Riku?

Riku: I’m the real deal! By the way, Sogo san was a villager too!

Gaku: If Nanase is an impostor, the real divinator must come out now and say he’s the real one

Gaku: Reveal yourself, if you’re here

Iori:.........

Haruka:...........

Ryunosuke:........ Looks like there’s nobody else

Touma: So, Riku’s the real one…

Momo: It doesn't prove anything. Somebody among Sogo, Nagi and Torao could have been the medium

Momo: Don’t be fooled by a wolf’s speech

Riku: I’m not a wolf! And Haruka kun isn’t a wolf either!

Haruka: Exactly, I’m not a wolf! But I don’t have any particular role, so I can’t really prove it…

Haruka: Anyway, I’m not a wolf!

Tamaki: Isumin….

Haruka: Stop it already, Yotsuba! Watching me with such a friendly look, everybody will think we’re companions!

Riku: Everybody, listen to me! Don’t walk right into his trap!

Riku: Tamaki used the same tactic in order to get Sogo san executed!

Tamaki: This is no tactic! It really isn’t! I didn’t do that on purpose…

Mitsuki: Tamaki, who’s your companion? Momo san or Isumi?

Tamaki: I won’t tell you…! And don’t look at me! If you look at me like this, I could drop you a hint with my face!

Mitsuki: Dropping a hint with your face? What the hell are you saying? Iori, what do you think?

Iori: Momo san is lying

Mitsuki: Why…?

Momo: What are you saying?! Iorin!!

Iori: The result of your divination betrayed you. You said that Yuki san was a wolf

Riku: But he was not!

Iori: Okay, I think everybody got your point, Nanase san. Be quiet and listen, now

Iori: We currently have four divinators

Iori: In other words, among them there is the real divinator, the madman and the fox spirit

Iori: Assuming that Nanase san is the medium and the hunter is remaining hidden, nobody else is impersonating the divinator

Riku: Uh uh…?

Iori: Then, it’s important to focus on the wolves’ number

Iori: There are three wolves in the village. One of them is Yotsuba san. Another one is hidden among the divinators

Iori: However, if you trust Momo san’s forecasting…

Momo:......

Mitsuki: Yuki san would be the third…and counting Isumi too, we’d get four! Four wolves!

Touma: Waah, that’s true! You’re amazing, Izumi!

Mitsuki: Me?

Iori: Me?

Touma: Both of you, of course!

Ryunosuke: Amazing…! So, we finally solved at least one mystery!

Haruka: How cool, Izumi…!

Iori: Fu…it’s not that big of a deal

Iori: Did you understand now, Nanase san?

Riku:....? Yes…? Yes….

Iori: Aah, I can tell from your face that you didn’t! Even if it was a good chance for you to respect me…

Riku: You did it, Iori!

Iori: Act casually, don’t poke me with your elbow!

Haruka: Ah, what a relief… when he said I was the walf I got thrilled…

Tenn: I suppose we’re going to execute Momo san tonight

Ryunosuke: Yes, but what do we do with Tamaki kun?

Iori: We’ll execute him tomorrow, there is not much of a difference at this point. Apparently we could even even get hints just by looking at his face

Tamaki: Don’t say such things about me!

Iori: Personally, I think that a clever person like Momo san is more of a menace

Mitsuki: Yes, I think you’re right. So, we’ll go for Momo san today?

Gaku: Yes. Momo san, you’re so daring that you reached the point where you sacrificed Yuki san with your lies

Momo: I told you, I didn’t lie! I just reported the result of my forecasting. Isn’t Tamaki a real wolf, by the way?

Tamaki: I-I’m a real wolf…

Ryunosuke: You can’t fool us anymore….what? He’s a wolf, yes…

Touma: Ah, I get misled every time I look at his face. Wouldn't it be better to start from Yotsuba, then?

Momo: Touma~ Haruka is a wolf~ Execute him, not me~!

Touma: I’m more and more confused

Mitsuki: Let’s execute Momo san! If Riku is still here, we’ll know if Momo san was a wolf or not

Riku: Yes!

Ryunosuke: I wonder if everything will be fine…don’t you think that Riku kun may be bitten tonight?

Riku: What…!

Tenn: He’s got a relevant role after all. Maybe the hunter could escort him

Iori: The hunter is still among us…

Gaku: I wonder who he is…

Touma: Not sure, but I think Tora was the hunter. I mean, he was thinking about many things in a pretty serious way

Minami: Yes… By the way, have you got any preference regarding your forecasting?

Haruka: Can you even ask us about our preferences?

Minami: Of course I can. I’d like to offer useful informations to the village

Yamato: Well, obviously the same goes for me

Tenn: Same here

Tenn: I’d prefer not to say anything else, because I feel like you’d suspect me if I talk too much. However…

Tenn: Don’t forget my forecasting. Nanase san and Gaku are villagers

Minami: What a pity we can’t trust forecasting made by an impostor. Isumi san and Izumi Iori san are both villagers

Momo: Yuki and Haruka are wolves!

Haruka: I told you I’m not a wolf! What about your forecasting, Nikaido san?

Yamato:....Nagi and Midou were villagers

Haruka: That doesn’t tell us anything new. Since they were bitten, they were obviously villagers…

Yamato: Okay, then. Tell me who you want me to forecast, and I will do it

Ryunosuke: Are we already starting with the suggestions? We still have time left

Iori: What if the divinators forecast each other?

Yamato: I was thinking about that, but I feel like we’d just end up claiming the other was a wolf

Iori: That’s true, but you could still deathly curse the fox spirit

Minami: Aren’t you planning to execute us in order in the end?

Minami: Being the real divinator myself, I’d like to provide the village with useful information a little bit longer

Iori:...yes

Minami: Well, then. I will forecast Izumi Mitsuki san

Mitsuki: Me? Ah…thank you!

Tenn: Since there are no suggestions, I will forecast Ryuu. Is it okay?

Ryunosuke: It’s okay. I know who I am, so I’m not worried

Yamato: I don’t think such scattered forecastings makes any sense, but oh well…I’ll forecast Inumaru

Touma: Got it. I’m not scared

Riku: Okay, with this I think everybody will get forecasted??

Tenn: Yes, but I don’t trust the others’ forecastings

Minami: Please, don’t listen to forecasting made by someone who’s not me

Yamato: Inumaru, please…don’t get bitten tonight

Touma: R-roger…

Mitsuki: If Yamato san is the real divinator, it would be quite funny if the wolves go after the people he chooses to forecast

Yamato: C’mon, give me a break….my relationship with wolves is a little too good

Minami: Oh, you can say whatever you want

Iori: Speaking of that, who do you think is telling the truth?

Riku: I think….Tenn Kujo

Iori: I trust Yamato Nikaido

Ryunosuke: I trust Tenn Kujo too…

Haruka: Mh? Why are we calling them by their full names?

Touma: What about you, Haru?

Haruka: I do trust Minami Natsume…but Tenn Kujo sounds like the real deal as well

Touma: I see. Well, if you ask me everybody looks real. What do you think, Yotsuba?

Tamaki: Me? Uhm…

Tenn: Aren’t you a wolf?

Touma: Ah, you’re right! I forgot!

Momo: Someone should ask Momo chan too!

Touma: Momo chan san, it’s about time for you to say goodbye…

Momo: Aaah! How sad!!

Tenn: Have a good time with Yuki san in the afterlife

Mitsuki: Get along well

Tamaki: Say hi to Sou chan for me!

Momo: It’s super sad, but the fact that we both have been executed will be proof of the love between your senpai!

Momo: We get along more than Mezzo”!

Tamaki: I’m going immediately after you…!

Game master: Voting results

Game master: The executed player is Momo

Game master: It’s night time

Game master: The executed player is escorted to the execution place

Game master: Wolves, please choose the one you want to kill

Game master: Divinator, please choose the one you want to divine. Hunter, please choose the one you want to protect

Game master: All the others, please hold your breath and try to endure until this terrible night is over

End of part 8

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SterekWeek2020: Day Seven (Halloween)

(so late, but finally here!)

Derek was acting strange.

And yeah, Stiles supposed he really shouldn’t be that surprised. Derek was always acting strange in some way or another, it seemed like. For a man who had basically built his reputation on the idea that he was this big scary werewolf, Derek Hale had shown himself to be a lot more complex than that.

But the point was, Derek Hale was acting strange. And Stiles didn’t know why.

It started with the little things. Things like Derek vanishing out of nowhere and coming back to the loft much later in ruffled clothes and a pleased expression on his face. Stiles had asked the betas on multiple occasions what the hell was happening, but none of them ever seemed to know.

Or really care, for that matter. Erica would shrug and drag Boyd off to her room for some ‘alone’ time and Isaac would proceed to wrap himself in blankets and hog the TV, the volume up much too loud to cover up what Stiles could only assume were sounds he was glad he didn’t have the enhancements to hear.

Sometimes, there were perks to being human.

Derek always came back, of course. The first time he’d vanished, Stiles had been over helping Isaac with his homework— something Scott had roped them into. It had started as a pack study group, except then the young Alpha had gotten back together with Allison and spent more time at her house than at the loft anymore.

It didn’t help that Isaac needed the help, too. And Stiles would like to say that he had a heart of gold, thank you very much, and was kind enough to never abandon the beta.

Also, he got to hang around Derek— er, the other betas. At the loft. Nothing else.

The one downside was Peter.

When Stiles had asked him about Derek’s mysterious getaways, Peter had only smirked over the top of his book. And Stiles knew the asshole knew exactly where Derek kept going, but he was very conveniently keeping that information to himself.

Which made Stiles feel a little less bad when he spent time at the loft pretending Peter didn’t exist.

The first time Derek had vanished out of nowhere, Stiles had waited until the man came back. And Derek had come through the loft door hours later, shirtless and in ripped pants, looking like he’d gotten into a fight with a mountain lion and lost. But when Stiles had bombarded him with questions, refusing to leave until he got some sort of answer, Derek had just shrugged and locked himself in his room, leaving Stiles alone in the silent loft.

He’d tried to get Derek to talk since, he really had. Stiles had even attempted to follow the man once, but he’d only made it to the preserve before he lost Derek among the trees.

It was probably werewolf stuff, Scott had said. He didn’t seem very intrigued that Derek was living a secret second life, but Stiles supposed he hadn’t expected the boy to be. He just wanted someone to be as curious as he was and the betas were a bust, Scott was too obsessed with Allison, and when Stiles had tried to bring it up with Lydia, she’d proceeded to turn around and walk away.

It was Derek’s business, she’d said. Which… yeah. But still. Stiles was confused.

Months ended up passing since that very first day. Derek continued to act strange on certain days and go on mini-vacations, and Stiles continued to be utterly lost. It wasn’t until he’d nearly given up that things finally changed.

It was Halloween night when Stiles finally figured out Derek’s little secret.

He knew the betas planned to go around town in their beta forms, scaring the crap out of little kids, but Stiles had already decided he wasn’t going with them. Because when someone inevitably called the cops and Stiles’s dad showed up, he was not going to be the betas scapegoat.

No, Stiles planned on hanging out at the loft with the others to watch scary movies. Derek had been a little stubborn when Lydia first volunteered his place to meet up, but the man had eventually given in. Even Derek Hale knew better than to argue with Lydia Martin.

And Stiles totally wasn't looking forward to spending time at Derek’s loft. Totally not at all.

He might’ve been a little.

Except Derek wasn’t at the loft when Stiles arrived.

“Okay,” Stiles said, coming back into the main room after doing a thorough search of the loft. “Where the hell is our mighty Alpha?”

“Why does it matter?” Scott asked, looking confused. He was curled up on the couch with Allison, and she didn’t look too worried either. From where she sat in the other chair, Lydia didn’t even glance up from her phone.

“He’s gone,” Stiles said. “Again. Doesn’t that ever strike any of you as strange?”

“Not really,” Scott said. Allison shrugged.

“Maybe he's out doing something.”

“Like?”

She glanced at Scott, who shook his head. “Keeping an eye on the betas?”

“Derek doesn’t babysit the betas,” Stiles said, running a hand through his hair. “I’m pretty sure he’d sooner eat his own hand.”

“Gross, Stiles,” Lydia said, making a face. Stiles rolled his eyes.

“You know it’s true. He’s gone again. On Halloween night. What the hell is more important than scary movies and candy on Halloween night?”

“Why do you care so much?” Lydia said, a familiar glint in her green eyes. It was that knowing look she’d gotten the first time Stiles had complained about Derek’s antics. Glaring at her, Stiles fished out his keys and started toward the loft door, grabbing his hoodie from the back of the nearest chair.

“I don’t,” he said. “But the asshole is being weird and I’m going to go figure out what he’s doing.”

“Oh, come on, Stiles,” Scott called. “You’re going to miss the movie!”

“There’s plenty of time to watch scary movies tonight,” Stiles said, waving a hand over his shoulder. “I’ll be back.”

Stiles was pretty sure Scott started to say something else, but he didn’t stick around to listen.

And yeah, maybe Derek’s business was Derek’s business or whatever. But Stiles was pretty damn curious and he’d had enough. The man was hiding something from them and for some reason, nobody else seemed to care.

What if he was in trouble? Secretly dying? Had an embarrassing hobby that Stiles totally wanted to know about?

The possibilities were endless.

He wasn’t exactly sure where to go looking for the man. The preserve was usually Derek’s go-to when Stiles attempted to follow him, but that never ended well. One time, he’d ditched the Camaro on the side of the road and literally disappeared— and Stiles hadn’t even known what to think about that.

Maybe Derek was also part ghost. A werewolf alpha ghost.

Okay, maybe not.

Stiles ended up deciding to do a quick drive of the town. Because if Derek really was being a ‘disproving Alpha’ to the betas, then he might as well find out before wasting his night looking for one grumpy-growly werewolf. And maybe he could get to see Derek chew them out too.

That was always amusing.

There were already tons of people out, even though it wasn’t that dark yet. Stiles wasn’t really sure where the betas would go, but he may or may not have put a tracker into Isaac’s phone the first time Isaac let him borrow it.

It wasn’t like he didn’t trust the boy or anything, but Derek’s betas always seemed to be getting themselves in trouble. And Stiles knew there was no way he was ever getting his hands on the phones of the other two.

He’d put a tracker in Derek’s too, if he could only figure out what the man’s freaking password was. It wasn’t like Derek was good at technology but damn, if the man didn’t know how to keep unwanted visitors out of his phone.

Isaac’s phone placed him all the way across town. In one of Beacon Hills larger neighborhoods, probably scaring the crap out of innocent little kids, if Stiles was right.

He was.

He caught sight of the betas almost immediately— and quickly ducked down. Because Stiles hadn’t gone with them for a reason, remember? And that reason was looking at him right in the face in the form of flashing police lights and Stiles’s dad looking disappointed, giving the betas the chewing-out that Stiles had kind of hoped to see Derek giving.

The grumpy Alpha, on the other hand, was nowhere in sight. Stiles did spot a small group of trick-or-treaters and their parents watching, though.

And a giant black dog, standing a little ways away from the flashing lights.

Stiles tilted his head, watching the dog curiously. He couldn’t make out a collar, but it seemed well-behaved enough, sitting on someone's lawn and watching the betas get lectured. It almost looked… interested. In a scarily human way.

Suddenly, dark amber eyes were locked on his own and then the dog was watching him.

Stiles jerked, hitting his elbow on the steering wheel with a curse. And when he looked back, rubbing at his funny bone, the dog was gone.

As if it had never been there.

Stiles stared for another long moment before shaking his head, wondering faintly if he was going crazy.

He drove off before he could get caught by one of the betas or worse, his dad, determined to have nothing to do with them being idiots. At this point, it was much darker, and Stiles figured he was never going to find Derek unless the man wanted to be found.

Which clearly, he didn’t.

So Stiles headed home, deciding to grab a few of his favorite horror movies before heading back to the loft. He’d probably already missed the first one, but that wasn’t a big loss. Scott had brought it and the boy had terrible taste in movies.

He still hadn’t seen Star Wars yet.

Stiles hadn’t spent Halloween at home since his mom’s death. Before, they used to decorate the house and hand out candy, but things changed when she passed. And Stiles wasn’t a little kid anymore. His dad worked Halloween night anyway, and Stiles hated to be alone in the silence, so he usually ended up going to the McCall’s instead of hanging out alone.

Or, that’s what he’d done before the pack. Before he had other people to spend the holidays with.

Stiles would never admit out loud how much he kind of loved it.

Which brought him back to his sour mood and the fact that Derek wasn’t around tonight. Stiles didn’t think he’d be so offended if the man would just tell one of them what he was doing. It wasn’t like he was worried about the asshole or whatever, but… it’d be nice to know.

That’s all it was.

Stiles grabbed a few movies, a bag of chips (because Derek never had any good snacks around), and headed back out into the night to see a large black dog sitting on his lawn.

The large black dog.

Stiles froze, movies in one hand and the bag of chips in the other. For a moment, he didn’t move and the dog didn’t either, looking at him with those eerily knowing eyes.

“Uh,” Stiles finally said, taking a nervous step back. “Hey, there, doggie?”

The dog growled. And if Stiles was being honest, it looked a lot more like a wolf than a dog, big enough to probably rip out his throat with ease.

Stiles suddenly froze, staring.

A grumpy-growly wolf-dog. Following him and the betas around, all while Derek was on the loose who-knew-where...

“No freaking way,” Stiles breathed. “Sourwolf?”

Either he was losing his mind and talking to stray wolf-dogs, or Derek was sitting right in front of him. Not ripping his throat out, which Stiles supposed he should be grateful for, but was this really the secret the man had been keeping for months?

“Oh my god, dude, you go furry now?”

The dog snarled, stalking forward. Stiles squeaked, dropping both the movie and bag of chips. He stumbled back, ramming against the door, and fumbled blindly for the doorknob. Except, before he could yank it open and maybe spend the rest of the night hiding from an angry wolf-dog-thing, it was getting larger, less furry, and suddenly Derek Hale was standing in front of him.

Stiles yelped, clapping his hands over his eyes and turning his face away.

“Dude, genitals!”

Yeah, that sentence actually left his mouth.

And it wasn’t like Stiles had never imagined seeing Derek naked before, but if he had, it would not be in a situation like this. Stiles was far too shocked to remove his hands for a moment, but he was pretty sure that a grown man standing naked on his front porch was going to get the cops called and— and his dad could not see this.

Oh god, his dad could never see this.

“D-Derek?”

“Stiles.”

Stiles flinched, lowering his hands but keeping his eyes firmly closed. Turning around blindly, he felt around until he found the doorknob and turned it, stumbling back into his house. And after a moment, he heard what sounded like Derek following.

“Shut the door behind you,” Stiles said, finally opening his eyes but keeping them straight ahead. “I swear to god, dude, shut the door and hope for both our sakes that nobody saw you go from furry to nude in like, three seconds.”

Stiles heard what sounded like an unimpressed grunt, but he was really trying to pretend like there wasn’t a naked werewolf behind him, thank you very much. After a second, he heard the door shut, and then footsteps moved forward.

“Nope!” Stiles shouted, squeezing his eyes closed again. “Nope, do not take another step, dude! Not until you have some clothes on!”

“Stiles,” Derek growled, definitely sounding irritated now. Stiles waved a hand over his shoulder, cutting the man off.

“Nuh-uh. I’m going to go get you something to wear and you are going to stay… right where you are. Wherever you are. No moving, no going anywhere. No going furry again!”

“Stiles—”

“I swear to god, Sourwolf, I will murder you if you don’t listen to me right now.”

Derek went silent and Stiles waited for a moment longer before realizing he had the upper hand here. More than relieved, he stumbled toward the stairs, keeping his gaze firmly averted until the living room was out of sight

On the top of the stairs, Stiles could easily freak out in peace. He was pretty sure Derek could still hear his heartbeats but whatever.

There was a naked werewolf one floor below. Derek Hale was naked in his living room.

And the man had just been a damn wolf.

“Okay, okay, okay,” Stiles said, heading for his dad’s room. The last time he’d attempted to make Derek wear his clothes, it had nearly ended in a murder, so he figured he’d go with the safe option this time. And that ended up being a pair of sweatpants and Beacon Hills PD t-shirt that Stiles was going to make sure his dad never wore again.

Derek Hale and the Sheriff sharing clothes might be something Stiles would never recover from.

He paused at the top of the stairs again, debating just throwing them down and telling Derek to fetch. But that probably wouldn’t end well either. Taking a deep breath, Stiles moved back downstairs and turned into the living room again, turning his gaze to the floor the moment he caught sight of a bare chest and Derek’s slightly peeved expression.

The man hadn’t moved, at least.

“Here,” Stiles said, thrusting the stack of clothes forward. He heard Derek grunt and could easily imagine the man rolling his eyes, but Derek took them without a complaint.

Stiles turned a little ways away, eyeing the wall with interest until the rustling of clothes turned into silence once more and he glanced back to see Derek finally clothed.

“Oh, thank god,” Stiles said. Derek rolled his eyes.

“Are you happy now?”

“Am I— no, asshole, I’m not happy! You were just naked. And before that, you were a freaking wolf. A wolf! When the hell did that happen?”

Derek’s face tightened. “It’s new.”

“New as in it started a few months ago? You know, when you started disappearing out of nowhere?”

Derek didn’t answer. Stiles groaned, rubbing a hand over his face.

“I hate you sometimes, you know that?”

“I can just leave,” Derek shot back, folding his arms over his chest. Stiles threw up his hands.

“Yeah, well, why did you come here in the first place?”

“Why were you following me all over town?”

“Following— following? I wasn’t following you, asshole! I didn’t even know where the hell you were! I was looking,” Stiles said, glaring. “There’s a difference.”

Derek’s tight expression didn’t change. “Okay, why were you looking?”

“Because I was worried!”

Derek’s eye twitched. But before he could say another word, the doorbell rang and Stiles startled, glancing at it and cursing.

“Trick-or-treaters. But we don’t have any candy to hand out.”

“So just ignore it.”

Stiles went silent and a few seconds passed before the doorbell rang again. Cursing again, he waved Derek off and hurried into the kitchen, scrounging around before finding a box of granola bars. Figuring that would have to be good enough, he rushed back over to the door and pulled it open.

There were only a handful of kids on the step, thankfully. The air filled with the chorus of “trick or treat!” and Stiles put on his best smile, offering the granola bars forward.

One kid frowned. “Where’s the candy?”

“Not here, dude.”

“Why not?”

Stiles raised an eyebrow at him, but before he could say a word, the kid stiffened with a gasp. Turning around, Stiles realized Derek had come to stand behind him, the man’s eyes glowing bright red and his face half-shifted.

A second passed. Then, a chorus of screams filled the air and all of the kids turned, racing from the doorstep. Stiles blinked after them, then turned back toward Derek, staring at the man incredulously.

“Dude, what the hell?”

Derek looked unbothered, the red fading from his eyes as he turned back around. Stiles gazed after him, then glanced back over his shoulder, swallowing hard at the glares from the parents on the sidewalk. He was pretty sure one of the kids was crying.

Oh, this was just fantastic.

“Oh my fucking god,” Stiles said, slamming the door closed. “Derek, you can’t just do that!”

“You can’t give granola bars out instead of candy.”

“Um, excuse me,” Stiles said, gesturing around. “But do you see any candy lying around? And you probably just scarred all of those kids for life, you know!”

Derek shrugged, dropping down onto the couch. “They’ll be fine.”

“I can’t believe this is happening right now.”

The man raised an eyebrow, as if he hadn’t just nearly given a bunch of children heart attacks. Stiles stood rooted to the spot for a moment before stalking over, jabbing a threatening finger in the werewolf’s face.

“You’re going to tell me how this started. Now.”

Derek didn’t look fazed. And dammit, if Stiles didn’t hate him sometimes.

“Derek, I swear to god—”

“I don’t know what you want me to say,” Derek said. “It’s new. My mother could full-shift and now I can too.”

Stiles clenched his jaw. “And you didn’t think to tell the rest of the pack?”

“I was learning how to control it.”

“You know, some of us could have helped.”

Derek gave him a flat look. And Stiles did his best not to flush bright red, crossing his arms as he dropped into the armchair across from the man.

“I could have helped.”

“Hm.”

“You were a dog,” Stiles stated. And to the man’s continued silence, he groaned, burying his face in his hands. “Oh my god, you can turn into a dog.”

“A wolf, Stiles.”

“Wolf, dog, whatever. You can literally rip throats out now.”

When he glanced through his fingers, Derek almost looked a little pleased. And nope, that wasn’t fair at all. Stiles had a real reason to fear for his life when he pissed the man off a little too much, now. And that was not something to be pleased about.

Not in his book, at least.

“You could have told someone, you know,” Stiles said grumpily. “I mean, other than Peter.”

“Peter?”

“Yeah, Peter,” Stiles said, “Trust me, the Creeperwolf knows.”

Derek actually looked a little surprised at that. Stiles rolled his eyes.

“I wouldn’t have told anyone.”

“What?”

Stiles looked at him in disbelief. Because seriously? He’d been trying to figure out what Derek was doing for months now. And the man still seemed surprised that Stiles had wanted to know? “Dude, do you know how many theories I had?”

Derek looked at him blankly. Stiles huffed.

“I swear to god, I thought you were in trouble or dying or something. That’s stressful, dude!”

“I was fine.”

“Yeah, well, you didn’t tell anyone that.”

Derek looked confused for a moment. Then his face did something weird-- Derek actually looked more like a soft teddy bear for a moment, instead of a grumpy werewolf, and Stiles didn’t know what the hell to do with that. “I was fine, Stiles.”

Stiles crossed his arms, glaring down at the floor. Derek sighed.

“Well, now you know, right?”

Stiles looked at the floor for another moment before glancing back up. “Why show me tonight? I wouldn’t have figured it out.”

“You were driving all over town looking for me, Stiles.”

“I was concerned!”

Stiles could’ve sworn the corners of Derek's mouth twitched. And yep, this whole thing was weirding him out. From the wolf, to the nudity, to the fact that Derek Hale looked like he was about to smile.

Stiles leaned forward, narrowing his eyes. “I’m not going crazy, right?”

“Really, Stiles?”

“I’m just saying, dude,” Stiles said, raising his hands. “This is all kind of weirding me out.”

For a moment, Derek looked uncomfortable. “The shift?”

Stiles blinked. Derek glanced away.

“It’s different. From the others. It's strange.”

“Oh my god,” Stiles said. “No, of course that's not it, dude. You being a literal freaking wolf? That’s the coolest thing ever, man.”

Derek glanced up, face a little red. Stiles huffed.

“I guess I’m just not used to having naked werewolves hanging out in my living room.”

The red went all the way to Derek’s ears this time. He scowled, but Stiles thought he could look grumpier. The glare didn't quite reach his eyes and the red of his face was definitely amusing. “Shut up, Stiles.”

“Hmm, sure. So are you going to tell the rest of the pack at some point?”

“At some point.”

Stiles grinned a little bit. “So I’m the only one who knows, then? Other than Peter the Creeper, at least. God, I feel so special.”

Derek rolled his eyes. “For now.”

“I'll take it,” Stiles said, grinning wider. To Derek’s flat look, he raised his hands. “Don’t worry, I won’t say anything.”

The man's eyes flashed bright red at that and he smirked. “No, you won’t.”

“I-is that a threat, Sourwolf?”

“You said it yourself. I can rip out throats now.”

A shiver ran down Stiles's spine, but he couldn't tell if it was a terrified one or not. He didn't think so. “I didn’t need that imagery.” And the whole smirking-threat thing totally wasn’t a strange turn on. Not at all.

Dammit.

Except before Derek could say a word again, or maybe catch wind of Stiles's teenage hormones betraying him, the doorbell rang once more. Stiles startled and Derek’s eyes flickered red again. Before the man could go scar more innocent children, though, Stiles jumped up and grabbed the box of granola bars. "Don't you dare."

Derek gave him a flat look. Stiles shrugged.

“I didn’t plan on being around tonight,” he said. “I don't have candy to hand out. Everyone is gathered at the loft anyway. Err, minus the betas perhaps.”

“They might be back by now.”

"Or they're in jail."

Derek didn't look fazed. "It'd be a good lesson."

Stiles rolled his eyes at that, glancing toward the door as the bell rang again. Derek raised an eyebrow, waiting, and Stiles glanced down at the box of granola bars again. Then, he sighed. “Okay, fine, big guy, you get one more scare. Then, we’re going to the loft. Understood?”

The man looked surprised. Stiles smirked a little.

“Or you can stay here and explain to my dad why you’re wearing his clothes when he gets off his shift.”

Stiles was more than entertained to see Derek look terrified for a moment. The big bad wolf, literally looking like Stiles had just threatened him with a stick of wolfsbane. And, full shift wolf or not, Stiles was totally remembering that.

“So?” he said, tilting his head toward the door. And was he a terrible person for allowing this? Maybe a little bit? “Are you gonna go?”

There were definite fangs in Derek half-smirk. That really shouldn’t have been such a turn on too.

Stiles was pretty sure someone was going to call the cops on his house too, just like with the betas. And wouldn’t that confuse the hell out of his dad? Stiles supposed he could always throw them under the bus a second time if needed.

Seconds after Derek opened the door, screams filled the air. Stiles glanced down at the box of granola bars in his hands.

Well…

He set them on the front porch with a ‘take one’ sign when they left, just in case. And Derek made sure Stiles knew he thought the entire thing was stupid and 'granola bars should never be a replacement for candy.' Stiles had never realized the man was such a Halloween snob.

The entire box was still there the next morning.

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