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monpalace · 2 years ago
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what are the wolf thoughts. sharing is caring.
the thoughts were this,,,, and dilf twi,,,,, combined,,,, so tbh i dont think i really need to say anything for legal reasons 😁 so instead have my very incoherent thoughts on semi-feral (furry)! protective (territorial)! twi‼️
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content warning/s.. this is me rambling. written with afab/fem reader in mind (BUT i think i kept it vague, so its more of a gn reader), possessiveness/territorial nonsense, not written with linked universe in mind, y'all remember the citrus scale? i do. (ending dips into lime territory)
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i like to imagine that link kept some of his more inhumane traits after the events of twilight princess were all said and done. whether it be a parting gift from the twilight, or a side effect that came along with being a wolf, link never did enough investigating to find out what stayed, what left, or why.
his nose was better, so he could catch whenever a crop was bound to rot or flourish, so good for his stomach.
his eyes were better, so he could catch whenever the kids were making a fuss about something, so good for his mental well-being.
his ears were better, so he could hear whenever his herd were riling themselves up from the other side of the village, so good for his pockets.
all-in-all, he didn't really care to get rid of the side effects if they were going to be such a benefit to his work life— and even better for his personal and love life.
alongside rotting crops and his own post-work stench (yes, he is very self-ware, kudos to midna), link can smell a change you. whether it be a change in your emotions (pheromones were a tricky thing) or wherever you had wandered off after a particularly bad disagreement between the two of you— as rare as that was.
(he's been more ill-tempered as of late. seldom to you, more often to the adult villagers. always over something stupid like to little on an order of food and winter clothes not being thick enough.)
(something, something, the wolf has yet to fully leave him behaviorally, he guesses.)
it was a particularly bad spell between the two of you. link doesn't even remember what it was about and he wasn't keen on doing so. it was late and all he wanted was to apologize so you would return home, he could take being kicked to the couch if it meant you were in the vicinity.
his nose leads him to a darker part of the forest. the trees felt like they moved everytime you turned your back to them, working with the monsters to further trap you inside the woods.
bulbins always had a nasty smell; especially when it muddled and ruined yours.
it's a blur to link, really. it was like he was black out drunk, except rather than alcohol, something else ran through his veins.
there's the catching of your scent, the sprint to the forest, the blackout, and then there's you.
(you. you. you. youyouyouyouyouyouyouyouperfectyouwonderfulyouthereasonhestillbreathesyouyouyouyouyouyouyouyouyouyouyou—)
you're staring up at him with those big doe eyes of yours when he feels some semblance of himself again. he feels less like an animal and more like a person when he sees the way you're sitting against the tree, trembling, but not from fear.
he wipes away the stray bulbin blood as he checks you over for injuries, biting back gags of disgust and the urge to clean you then and there (mark. bite. claim. mark, bite, claim. matematematematemate—).
the way he feels is visceral when he sees your bruising skin, scrapes, and gashes.
it's suffocating when he pulls you into his arms, his tight grip making it hard to take a comfortable exhale. his face is buried against the side of your neck, a spot he's been more and more keen on paying attention to since he's returned home from his adventure.
his breathing grows heavy as he finally drops from his squat to kneel before you, hands traveling wherever they can reach after they pull you into his lap. they're heavy and would be overwhelming if you weren't used to the behavior.
his teeth make an appearance just as his hands make a dive beneath your clothes. he nips and nibbles the expanse of your skin while his hands squeeze whatever handfuls of flesh he's able to reach, the warmth and give of it working to further ground him.
(you were here, with him. alive. you loved him. you wouldn't be letting him handle you like this if you didn't love him. all he wanted was you. his spouse. his better half. the flame to his melting candle. the furnace that kept his home warm.)
(his mate.)
"link," you call when his nips turns into full on biting-and-sucking while his squeeze evolve into gropes and— goddesses, your voice is so angelic when you speak, he stops everything to stare up at you. the blues of his eyes barely visible with the way his pupils expand.
"i want to go home."
and home is where he takes you, hands gripping your thighs as he locks your legs around his hips and carries you home, lips pressing kisses to that spot on your neck that he can't get enough of, canines occasionally reintroducing themselves when he starts to feel greedy again.
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peppermintschnapps · 11 months ago
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whenever i eat olives my stomach makes really loud and crazy noises. nothing special happens after that, just a strange status effect I guess idk
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forever-once-gone · 1 year ago
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I'm only like halfway through the second scene of this Tae/reader/Jimin fic, and yet it's already 4.5k. This was meant to be out for Halloween and look at this nonsense. Why do I find it so hard to just keep things short?? Ah, but I'm enjoying writing it right now, at least that's a plus. I hope you all will like it when I eventually do complete and post it.
I hope you all are having a nice weekend btw! 💕💕
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sackofdragondung · 2 months ago
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Don’t they have to clean the bunker? Did they hire someone? Did they clean up themselves? Did Dean wear like a lil cleaning lady uniform while mopping the floors? Did Cas help dust the furniture and books? Did they just pretend to be busy cleaning while Sam did all the work?
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lilybug-02 · 3 months ago
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Suspicious cousin. Walking around. Talking to leaves and stuff.
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This video is of an unidentified subspecies of the Arctic Scale Worm, uploaded in 2012! They look so cool when swimming.
If your interested in learning more about this animal and aren't squeamish, here's some creepy photos and facts about them!
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sugurugetos · 5 months ago
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Charlie Vickers as ANNATAR THE RINGS OF POWER — 2.06: Where is He?
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itslenagain · 1 year ago
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Living for this absolute chaos I woke up to in my sapphic group at 7am this morning
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sharkrocket · 9 months ago
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Who is this mysterious stranger..... 🤔💭
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saintobio · 6 months ago
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sy13 | sneak peek. a long one, kinda :)))
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You could see the torment in his eyes as he looked at Sachiro, the helplessness of a father who could do nothing but watch. You just couldn’t bear the silence any longer, so you finally spoke. “Satoru… just go home.”
He froze at the sound of your voice, as if caught off guard, but quickly shook his head and wrapped your belly under a warm blanket. “Did I wake you up?”
“I can look after Sachi by myself,” you urged, disregarding his question. “You need to rest.”
But again, he refused. “No.”
“But—”
You opened your mouth to speak again, to reason with him, but before you could, Satoru’s voice cut through the air, breaking in a way you had never heard before. “Y/N, let me be a father to my kids… Please.” His voice cracked, the raw emotion spilling out as he looked at the ceiling with somber, tearful eyes. It was the heartbreak in his voice that made you realize that you were the only family Satoru had left. And it was the tremor in his hands that made you see through the trauma he had developed after he was led to believe for three years that his son had never existed. In a way, you felt responsible for the pain you had caused him, too. “Just please let me love you and our babies. Don’t take them away from me.”
For a moment, silence became your friend. Yet, the quiet that enveloped the room was more of a tender moment suspended in time as you let Satoru embrace you in his arms. You both remained there, connected by the warmth of his hand over yours, and the gentle rise and fall of his breath. He caressed your belly as if you were going to take his baby away—that if he closed his eyes, even for a second, he would wake up to see his unborn child gone. 
But then, a soft knock on the door shattered the stillness. Satoru’s grip on your hand loosened as the nurse poked her head into the room with an apologetic expression on display.
“I’m so sorry to interrupt, Mr. and Mrs. Gojou,” she began, her voice quiet and gentle, “but you have a visitor.” Satoru’s brows furrowed slightly, but before he could ask, the nurse continued, “Her name is Akemi.”
At the mention of her name, he immediately sat up, his body tense as he instinctively prepared to stand. You felt the shift in his demeanor, the way his hand slipped from yours as he moved to the edge of the bed. You stayed still for a minute, processing the sudden change, and your heart sinking at the thought of yet another intrusion by her.
You took a deep breath as you began to pull away, already bracing yourself for what was to come, and for the inevitable exit he would make. Like always. Choosing another woman over you. Choosing another woman over his own child. Of course, that’s what he’s about to do, right? You started to gather the strength to let him go, to retreat back into your thoughts, until the nurse spoke again.
“Actually,” she said, her eyes flicking between you both, “Miss Akemi wants to see you, Miss Y/N… not Mr. Gojou.”
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egophiliac · 2 years ago
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oh no, I love them
(super quick doodles done between other stuff, there will be better things later I promise :')
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psalmppasolini · 24 days ago
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guard dog
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insomnya777 · 2 months ago
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thinking about how different my life would be if the death message when grian jumped off of the cliff in third life was "grian was doomed to fall by goodtimeswithscar"
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itsdefinitely · 1 year ago
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If Wiggly is 10 can the other lords in black also be children?
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yeah sure
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ravangie · 1 year ago
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Princess Charming says Happy Valentine's Day!💘
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pharawee · 5 months ago
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I love you, Ing. Be my boyfriend.
—I SAW YOU IN MY DREAM · Episode 8
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iloveazzifudd · 7 months ago
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