#ch: wolf

[ghostofashina]

"......... Please." "Hmm?" "Say... something."

Sir, you expect to bring sake and don't face consequences? Nuh-uh :p

[zinbu]

" I appreciate the vote of confidence! I must say, being 90% adorable and 10% “I’ll leave the toilet seat up just to keep things interesting” is a delicate balance.."

[wanna-bee]

Twilight (2008) / Teen Wolf (2011-2017)

[dragonagecinema]

What Veilguard Could Have Been

Very saddened to hear the news about Bioware. As much as I was disappointed with Dragon Age The Veilguard, it was a fun game and I did not wish for the series to end. That being said, for those of you who haven't seen the artbook, I want to share the initial ideas and concepts of the team behind the game. Here's what Veilguard could have and should have been.

Characters from Previous Games

Morrigan, Dorian and Isabela were supposed to be our advisors. They also had better outfits.

Sten, Cole and Shale were some other characters featured in the artbook. An early idea for Cole was to act as a compassionate voice to Solas.

The Divine was supposed to make an appearance, sending out ships to hunt Solas in the hopes that his capture will restore peace to Thedas.

We were supposed to receive assignments from the Inquisitor.

Another idea was for us to return to the Fade and rescue whoever was left behind in Inquisition.

Solas as a True Leader

Elves from all over Thedas were supposed to answer Solas' call, as presented in the ending screens of Inquisition.

Solas' appearance was supposed to be more of a surprise.

Solas was supposed to return like a regal figure out of the distant past.

Game Mechanics

The game was focused more on espionage and sneaking around. We were supposed to go on cool missions, like infiltrating the Archon's throne room.

Another idea was for us to ride adult griffons, hunting dragons.

Or to go on secret missions in Tevinter, accurately depicted here with slaves and slavers.

Story and Setting

The dwarves were supposed to be fleeing the underground by the thousands. Cause is left unknown.

We were supposed to go to Par Vollen, the home of the Qunari.

Companions had the option to betray us.

We were supposed to go in disguise to a ball in the Necropolis.

Another idea was for Solas to interrupt our mission, wiping half of our team off the board and forcing us to make an unlikely alliance.

Solas was supposed to summon a Titan in the final battle.

We were supposed to get a happy ending with our love interests.

Headquarters

And last but not least, our base was first supposed to be a ship, sailing to all the places we would visit.

We would have a war table room, similar to Inquisition.

The ship could get stolen and we would have to get it back.

However, thematically, boats don't line up with the spy theme. They're too easy to spot and attack. So the ship was transformed into a submarine.

The submarine was already named The Dumat, after an Archdemon.

These are just the parts I found most interesting from the artbook, which has more than 200 pages. I wonder who saw all these ideas and went nah, let's scrap them. I guess we'll never know.

[thatdogmagic]

For Werewolf Wednesday, answering the unasked question 'what if Phoebe was a wolfgirl instead?'

Collab w/ @ependasketchpad

[bachanaliaa]

@wolf-innsheepsclothing

Ohhh Mr. Tall Dark and Stoic could actually speak.

Well, at least he was nice to look at, because damn was he kill joy. Yah know...the way the guy was looking at his smokes -

Angelo grins, tilts the pack toward him, "Sure yah don't want one? Then yah gotta find a lighter, handsome." Was he probably pushing his luck? Yes. Did he think this guy owned the place? Absolutely no way in hell.

But, he nods at the information about the matches at reception. He still has the pack of cigarettes out, but he tucks his one hand in his pack pocket, unlit stick still hanging between his teeth.

"No." Wolf scowled at their latest guest. Not that you could really tell, his face was pretty much permanently in a scowl anyway. New arrivals just made him extra jumpy lately, especially ones he knew little about. The reassuring thing? Whoever he had caught that day had definitely not had horns, so unless there was some other enchantment going on, it was not this one he needed to worry about.

But he was strange, and new, and so Wolf was suspicious. He also grated at the sight of the cigarette.

Once upon a time he had always carried a lighter, but not now. He'd had to give it up, along with everything else. It didn't mean he couldn't still smell the tobacco. "They will have more matches at reception." He ground out, remembering (after a beat) that Snow did still need customers, and Demi wouldn't thank him for upsetting them all.

@bachanaliaa

[bonus-links]

expression practice with some lads!

[soph-the-podcast-nerd]

I made some more podcast pins with some flags for fun :)

(I ran out of flags I wanted to use so wolf 359 isn’t really one, although I accidentally made it kinda American flag ish lmao)

I personally like the welcome to night vale and hello from the hallowoods the best, also I think the wolf 359 one turned out excellent I really like it

edit: i added some close ups under the cut :P

[urlknight]

One-Eyed Wolves are among many dangers that roam the wilds of the Houselands at night. Often found in packs, they possess a head almost the size of an entire human and an insatiable appetite for blood.

[ghostofashina]

of cold nights and first times

Wolf felt the hit of alcohol both in his stomach and in his head. "It tastes funny." “You get used to it after a while,” Emma assured, also drinking from her glass, without showing any kind of reaction.

EMMA/WOLF — SAKE DRINKING — FLUFF — 3,072 WORDS.

For the first time, Wolf decides to drink sake with Emma and Sekijo. Finally.

READ ON AO3.

[zinbu]

@lured-into-wonderland

Wolf stood in the shadow of the crumbling warehouse, a silent sentinel in the gloom. The night cloaked him like a shroud, its inky darkness matching the depths of his thoughts. The task at hand was one he'd pondered endlessly, each scenario playing out like a grim rehearsal in his mind. His target, Nunnally, was the daughter of a formidable mafia boss—a fragile thread in a web of power and violence. Wolf knew the consequences, but a deeper resolve drove him, a silent fury that burned with a cold, relentless flame.

His eyes, sharp as the blade he carried, scanned the perimeter. There was no room for error. Every detail had to be perfect. The warehouse's decaying structure mirrored his own fragmented soul, each crack and fissure a testament to years of silent suffering. Yet, in this moment, he felt an eerie calm, as if the universe had aligned itself with his dark intent.

He moved with the grace of a predator, each step deliberate, his breath steady. The stillness of the night was broken only by the distant hum of the city—a constant reminder of the life he once knew, now a mere whisper in the void. As he approached the side entrance, a faint creak of rusted hinges seemed to echo his own wearied spirit. He pushed the door open, slipping inside with practiced ease.

In the dim light, he spotted her—a fragile figure bound to a chair, her eyes hidden from anyone. Nunnally's presence was a stark contrast to the desolation around them. She was delicate, almost ethereal, and deep inside, Kim wanted to kneel down and beg for forgiveness, yet he buried it deep, where such emotions could not touch him.

He stepped forward, his voice a low, almost soothing murmur, "Don't be afraid, Nunnally. This isn't personal," he continued, his tone devoid of malice, "but I need you to understand—this is necessary."

Wolf's mind drifted back to the countless nights spent plotting, the relentless ache of loss that had driven his own gang to this point. He was becoming the monster he had once sworn to destroy.

"You won't be hurt," the masked man assured her, though he knew his words offered little comfort. "This is about balance. Your father—he took everything from my boys."

His voice wavered slightly, betraying the storm within. He clenched his jaw, forcing the emotions back. "We all have our roles to play," he whispered, almost to himself. "You and I—we're just pieces on a board, moved by forces beyond our control."

There was no turning back. The path he had chosen was paved with darkness, and he would walk it to the end. For a moment, he allowed himself to feel the weight of his actions, the crushing inevitability of his choices. Then, with a final, lingering glance at Nunnally, he pulled the wolf mask off, its hollow eyes revealing his own. The mask hid his true emotions, especially the disappointment and regret that gnawed at his soul.

A question started burning on his lips, desperate for an answer he wasn't sure he wanted.

"Do you think you will forgive me one day? " His voice was raw, laden with the weight of unspoken suffering, as his eyes, now unshielded, searched hers for a glimmer of hope.

[wanna-bee]

[imnoonejustapiramide]

Chapter Six

Upon a Chance | A Sensei wolf (Cobra Kai) x OC (older, European exchange student from Miyagi-Do that has a past she's trying to run from)

Previous chapter

"Sam, Lena, just stay focused- the both of you can do it!"

"Go for the kill!"

Lena hears senseis Larusso and Lawrence call out from behind them. Looking at Sam beside her, she gives the girl a nod, which Sam then returns with a determined look, before she turns her gaze in front of her- to her smirking opponent.

Lena turns her gaze to her own opponent but sees him staring at Sam in wonder, which she quirks her mouth at, before she then decides to call him out on it.

"Eyes on me, big guy," She says with a teasing tone towards the towering kid, who then immediately snaps his head to her, looking entirely caught off guard, and extremely flustered from having been caught looking at her friend that is.

But he wasn't the only one who had heard her little remark, for she heard Yoon calling her out from within the crowd, which she chuckles at.

"Oi stop with the flirting, it's disgusting, "

Sensei Wolf had caught it as well, but she didn't notice, for she had been ignoring his looks the whole day, but well- he didn't like it in the slightest, which showed, what with him wearing an annoyed and sharp expression.

Seeing her lighthearted expression, while still wearing a flush to his face- Axell falters for a moment, and that was all Lena needed to pounce.

The fight then began with the noise of the crows turning louder at each punch, and evaded movement that took place.

Axell turned to jab a sharp punch at her, but she effortlessly evaded it, her movements fluid, all the while her gaze stayed stuck on her opponent in front of her, who frowned at her, especially when she struck a jab against his side.

She only grinned at him, while she circled around him like a predator, all the while she also made sure to have Sam in her eye-sight, for if she'd need her help. But she was luckily handling herself at the moment, doing as she told her to do. Good. She thought before she turned her mind to the fight at hand.

while the kid was fast, especially for his size- she was faster, and much nimbler, which she of course used to her advantage.

And before he could process the last punch, she continued to crack at his crippling defenses, which he clearly wasn't used to doing, and made the boy's firm movements from before, become much sloppier with the way he tried to get at her.

He was even starting to get out of breath.

She watched him turn frustrated now, which made her smirk at him now, before she struck at him with a kick, which made him take some steps behind him because of the force of it.

She then met Wolf's eyes behind the boy.

His gaze was entirely on hers, unblinking, and calculated.

Axell then sent a roundhouse kick towards her, which she then at the last moment twisted over with a jump, before she held one hand on the ground, balanced on it and quickly turned her body to his already turning form, and kicked at him with all her might.

The crowd then turned thunderous at the spectacle, while she then twisted and flipped to stand on her feet once more, her gaze now on the sprawled boy in front of her who held a hand on the ground to push himself off of it, for he wasn't entirely on the mat just yet- but he froze at her confident approach.

"STAND UP!" Wolf then shouted from behind at the boy, but Axell wasn't reacting to it as the man thought he would.

Something in her gaze and ready fist, and the sound of his sensei shouting at him made him freeze in the moment, which Lena frowned at, for this was no time to freeze at (and also because the look looked too familiar for one), not while he still had the chance to defend himself, but nevertheless, she promised to end this- she raised her fist ready towards him, all the while she held eye-contact with the now wide-eyed tall boy in front of her- who suddenly looked seemed like a small and frightened child in front of her, he wasn't even seeing her...

But before she could even move to deliver the final punch, Axell's breathing quickened, before he then fliched his face to the side.

"Miyagi-Do OUT! The Iron Dragons have won!" The announcer then shouted, which brought Lena to a pauze, and the boy in front of her as well, finally getting out of the strange spell that took over him just now.

Lena's jaw then clenched at the announcement.

It was then silent before the crowd then roared.

She then stood back and held a hand in front of the boy, which he looked upon in confusion, before he hesitantly took it.

Pulling him up,

"Good fight," She told him with a soft smile and a nod, which he looked at in surprise, before he nodded and shyly returned it, making him seem much younger now, especially with his mussed hair falling into his eyes with the movement.

Which struck a cord within her.

"Y-Yes," He quietly replied, which made her widen her smile, before she gave him a final nod and turned to head over to Sam, who stood straight on the mat in front of her, and was listening without an expression to the female captain of the Iron Dragons, which Lena then frowned at.

Especially at the nasty look the other girl was giving her friend, she knew those types of girls and did not like this in the slightest, but before she could say anything, or do anything the girl then spotted her and with one last smirk left to go to her Dojo, which left Sam and her standing solely on the mat then.

Sam looked at the ground for a moment, Lena watched as she tightened her fists by her side, before the younger girl then turned her head up at her approach.

"...Lena, I'm sorry for making us lose," Sam then quietely told her, her voice sounded wet to her ears, and looking into her eyes- they were teary at her quiet perusing of her.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have been-" She then continued, all the while she harshly moved an arm upwards, but before she could continue in her self-pity, she was caught off guard by Lena's chuckle, which then turned to a tinkling laugh, which caught the attention of all those around them, which made Sam then turn scarlet in embarrasment.

"You- You're laughing?" The younger girl then spoke, hurt clear in her tone, before her expression then stuttered and she let out the floodgates, which alarmed Lena, who then put a hand over her mouth, before she stood straight, and shook her head at the younger girl- it hadn't been her intention to hurt the other girl.

"Sam, wait no- I'm not laughing at you, I'd never laugh at you, love. Look at me," She softly asked her, while she held onto the now sobbing girl's shoulders, before she then finally pulled her into a hug.

"Oh Sam, I'm sorry." She whispered in the girl's hair, while she carefully caressed the girl's shivering back, all the while she hushed her in a comforting way.

"It happened, which we should just accept, and do better the next time- for this isn't the end you know? We got more challenges ahead of us. We got this far, the two of us, which says enough. So, get those nasty thoughts out of your head, okay?" She then told the girl, before Sam then pulled back from the hug with a firm nod, her face blotched with tears, which Lena softly smiled at before she moved to carefully clean them off her face, which Sam smiled at, at the tenderness she shows her.

Like how an older sister would.

"Now, head held high, okay? And shall we now join the others?"She then asked her friend, who nodded before Lena held onto her with one arm, while they then walked over to their awaiting group of friends and senseis who smiled at the both of them and pulled them into an awaiting group.

"You did good, the both of you- and that kick Lena, don't think I didn't see that!" Sensei Daniel then said with a proud smile before he then pulled his daughter into his arms in comfort, which Lena smiled at, before she felt Miguel pull her into a side hug.

"We almost won, which everyone saw, especially with you kicking the big guy on the mat, this is only the first challenge, we'll win the others." He then firmly told her with determination, his eyes burning at the thought of it, which Lena only nodded to.

All the while she felt eyes on her back, which she ignored in favour of turning her attention to sensei Lawrence.

"Do you want to talk with her?" Tory heard Yoon ask her from behind while she was watching Lena comfort Sam in front of her.

Her chest ached at the sight of them.

Especially at how this day had turned out for her, which she was angered over- at her quick defeat.

But that didn't hurt as much as the sight in front of her did.

"No." She told him, while she turned her gaze away from the two in front of her to go outside, all the while she ignored Robby's longing looks towards her way.

"Where's Tory?" Lena curiously asked when she met up with Yoon, who she gave a hug to.

He shook his head,

"She left." he told her, his gaze full of concern for his teammate, which she of course spotted.

"Is she-" She then started before she was interupted by another voice.

"What did I tell you, you lost because of that failure of a captain, well captains, seeing as it was too easy to beat him." Kwon said with a sneer while he invited himself into their conversation, which Lena looked upon without any expression.

He looked at his teammate, who stood straight beside her, before he turned to smirk at her.

"Although- you did fight well. You could have won as well, that is- if you stopped holding yourself back. Because you clearly did, why is that?" He then curiously asked with a frown, for he didn't understand why she would do such a thing in the slightest.

That, and why she wasn't captain.

"Thanks, I guess. " She replied, without giving an answer to his question, for that wasn't his business.

Which Yoon didn't miss in the slightest, while he looked at her with a frown as well.

"Ah a secret, okay. How interesting." Kwon then remarked, before he tilted his head at her with a wide smirk.

"See you around, Miyagi."

"It's Lena." She then told him in English,while she watched him leave, not before he flashed a two-fingured salute at her.

"You have a strange friend," She then decided, while she returned her gaze at her friend, who didn't deign to answer it.

"I'll head up now, see you around Yoon." She then after a moment decided, which he then mustered a smile at,

"See you, and good luck,"

"You too," She told him before she headed towards the exit, her Dojo having left before her already.

While she walked in the now desolute corrider in thought, she with surprise felt herself be pulled into a room with a yelp, her back immediately hitting the now closed door behind her, where she then finds herself enclosed upon by two hands beside her head.

And looking up at the perpetrator, she's met with the serious gaze of Wolf.

"Caught you."

I am so sorry for ending this on another cliffhanger!

But don't worry y'all will have quite a chapter with these two in the next one 😏

But anyways, what did you think of the chapter- did you see this coming? Or did you expect more? Do tell me!!! <3

And what did you think of my action scene writing (I'm not that good at it obviously, but I try my best) 😅

And sorry if I made any typo's, I haven't edited this (nor any of my other chapters)!

NEXT CHAPTER

[meonlyred]

Death - Benedicta Ingellvar

The Fool cannot keep from weeping. "Forgive me," he says, embarrassed by his tears. "There is nothing to forgive," Death replies. "Mourning is natural and you must deal with your loss before you can accept anything new. Keep in mind, however, that old leaves must wither and fly away from a tree's branches, leaving them bare, before new green leaves can appear."

[joy-girl]

Go off king!!! 🔥

[soupercreeper]

podcast crossover sleepover!