#mojo the wolf

[puppetdaily]

Mojo from The Grinning Man at Bristol Old Vic and West End

[dingoat]

HAPPY SMOOCHY DAY happy OC kiss week, I am not sure I'll have the time to do anything new for myself this time around so have a COMPILATION OF FAVES

[wangxianficrecs]

Head Disciple in Charge of Full Moons

Head Disciple in Charge of Full Moons

by jjtaylor

T, 14k, Zhuiyi

Summary: There are several ways Lan Jingyi can coax a wolf back out of a shift. But there’s one surefire way that always works, and if this wolf is in pain, Lan Jingyi’s not going to mess around with a teachable moment on how to talk themself back into control. He’s just going to take off their forehead ribbon.

Mojo's comments: This story has existed for over a year and I never knew about it??? smacks myself In which the Lan Sect are secret werewolves, but something causes them to lose control of their shift…. POV Lan Jingyi, who is utterly rattled and afraid and yet very attractively competent. Wei Wuxian gets roped in, via wolf lwj and does his best while being utterly ravaged with his phobia. Lan Sizhui is gone on his walkabout and LJY doesn't have anyone to turn to, the wolves are starting to turn on each other, and the last thing he ever wants is to be forced into becoming Sect Leader. This is a bit of a high stakes, tension-filled ride, folks, but also, it's funny, because Lan Jingyi. I loved it. Very fast read.

zhuiyi, werewolves, pining, cynophobia, implied wangxian, post-canon, pov lan jingyi, animal transformation, wolf lans, good uncle lan qiren, lan xichen in seclusion, getting together, love confessions, making out

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[hiddenjuno]

not now mommy is cyberbullying

[veganpepsibaby]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Holby City Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Serena Campbell & Bernie Wolfe, Serena Campbell/Bernie Wolfe Characters: Serena Campbell, Bernie Wolfe Series: Part 13 of Lazarus in the Room series Summary:

Serena Campbell arrives at the bedside of a once thought dead Wolfe. Part 13 - Charlotte, her wife and two special dogs. Bernie in a dress.

[a-forxst-of-musxs]

just watched bullet train, and the lack of fics for the wolf is criminal. don’t get me wrong, i love tangerine (atj) like the rest of you, but my mans here deserves some love too.. i know he only appeared for like two minutes, but come on 🙄 i’m tempted to start writing for him now - either on wattpad, or on a side blog, i’m not sure yet.

[blizzardnacho]

[sandraugiga]

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[cantevenbeachhere]

I like wolves tbh

Oh!

Wolves? Wow that’s legit. That’s a cool animal to like, Anon. Any particular reason why you like those the best?

You know my favorite animal. Tell me yours please!

[rastronomicals]

12:57 PM EDT June 14, 2024:

Wolf People - "Ninth Night" From the compilation album   Mojo Presents Heavy Nuggets Vol. 4 (December 20, 2016)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

CD issued by Mojo with their February 2017 issue, the vibe of the thing being sort of like, modern bands influenced by Black Sabbath.

Originally from Ruins, released November 11, 2016

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[patolemus]

Okay but what if Stiles wasn’t worried about Derek being dead because he knew he wasn’t?

Like, we all know sterek in season 3 is all about Stiles becoming Derek’s anchor, right? That’s the end game, at what they point at throughout the season. And we know because of Scott, that if your anchor is a person, you (that is, a werewolf) can hear your anchor’s heartbeat from insane distances, almost as if it weren’t the actual heartbeat but a sort of psychosomatic reaction/apparition for the werewolf’s sake. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say it could even be some sort of weird anchor magic, because it’s not like the show ever gave us rules of any kind on anchors (or on anything, really, but this post isn’t about that).

So, with that information, let’s say there is a connection between werewolf and anchor, which of course there is because we’re talking about a werewolf and their anchor, but I mean a more literal connection. Like Scott being able to hear Allison’s heartbeat from very fucking far away. Like Derek being able to break from a love spell by looking at Stiles.

Like maybe Stiles knowing, for some reason, that Derek isn’t dead?

the thing that gets me most about sterek is it's a guy who's been hunted for all his life and blames himself for his family's death, who is fundamentally unsafe because of what he was born as, finding safety with someone who'd probably bite someone if they looked at him wrong

conversely, it's this guy who forced himself into a sort of pseudo parental role for everyone around him (including his own father), who's been so intensely terrified about everyone's well being that he has multiple, ONSCREEN panic attacks about it, trusting this guy, with probably THE highest ratio of screen time to mortal peril, to be entirely fine, even to the point where in the episode where every other main character is grieving Derek in some capacity, it doesn't really seem like stiles thinks he's dead?? he's not,,, but that's WILD

[dingoat]

Text posts part 3, mojo dojo dream house edition

[wangxianficrecs]

howl into the void by insane_falcon

howl into the void

by insane_falcon

T, 7k, wangxian

Summary: Lan Wangji, under an animal transformation curse, arrives at Yiling to protect Wei Wuxian from an upcoming assault.

Mojo's comments: In which newly wolf-ified (via curse) lwj heads to the burial mounds to protect wwx and the wen remnants (dried-up witches with hardly any power, so he doesn't understand why anyone's got a problem with them) from a raid coming on the full moon. But first there's 2 weeks of fluff as he gets to cavort with a-yuan and hang out under wwx's workbench and snuggle up with them at night.

canon-divergence, canon compliant until the end of the sunshot campaign, witches, animal transformation, pining, canon-typical violence, witchcraft, curses, wolf lan wangji, burial mounds, fluff, pining, sharing a bed (except he's a wolf and wei wuxian doesn't know who he is), secret identity, golden core reveal, getting together, protective lan wangji, hurt/comfort, hurt lan wangji, happy ending, @insane-ohwhyfandoms

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[monstersflashlight]

It’s finally here, I know I’ve been teasing with this story for weeks but life has been hectic and I wanted to do some requests, but here it is, the forest entity story. Hope y’all enjoy it!

The tree-hole debacle

Forest entity x fem!human || very light dub-con, tentacles (more like vines), bondage, squirting

Oh no. Oh, no, no, no... You kept chanting in your brain. You were trying to reach the fucking shiny thing you saw in the tree's hole and you got stuck. In the middle of the forest. All your torso inside a tree-hole and your legs kicking the air. You couldn't get out. You were stuck. You felt like you were living your own bad porno. Fuck.

You always knew your eagerness to pick stuff in the woods would bring you problems, but you never thought it would be in the shape of a tree. A fucking tree. You were just walking around the forest trying to find some good pieces to build some more fairy jewelry, who knew you could get stuck in a tree. And now you didn’t know what to do, how to get out. A spark of anxiety was creeping up your back. What if you died there? What if they found you dead in a tree-hole? They would think you are a weirdo. Well, in that they wouldn’t be wrong, but that would be so embarrassing. News would say something along the lines of “young girl found in a tree”, and that would be awful in so many levels. God damn it.

You tried crying for help, but you knew there wasn’t anyone coming, you never followed the path, confident you’d find your way back. And you always did, you have some kind of sixth sense about these woods, they called to you. And well, now you called whoever was listening to get you out of that damn tree-hole.

When you felt something creeping behind you, you started kicking your legs, trying to scare whatever animal was close. You didn’t want to be attacked by a random wolf or something. You didn’t even know what kind of animals could roam the forest, you were so careless in the way you explored the woods without thinking about it. You felt like a dummy now, a completely dumb woman who was now stuck in a fucking tree.

Something behind you let out a growl, you started to panic, moving your legs faster, making sounds to scare it away. A light caress to the back of your leg made you twitch, your whole body reacting with full on panic. But before you could scream, you were hanging out upside down, roots embracing your body. You were suspended in the middle of the woods, a weird creature made of leaves and some kind of mud in front of you. He slowly shook your body up and down, making you bounce in an uncomfortable way.

Your confusion, added to being upside down, made your head feel all kinds of dizzy. The roots around you seemed to come from everywhere, like he could control all the things around you. What was he? He answered you without having to verbalize your question: “I’m the spirit of these woods, and you, human, were asking for help. I came.” His voice sounded deep, like if he was talking from inside a cave, an echo of a real voice. Your body shivered.

“I- You- What?” Your confusion at everything happening was making your head spin. He turned you around, hanging you in an upright position this time, your feet still far away from the ground.

“You were screaming, the little creatures came to find me. And here I am,” he explained. His matter of fact statement made you think he was crazy. Maybe you were crazy. Maybe you did die inside that damn tree-hole and all of this was just an hallucination.

“Thanks?” You didn’t know if that was the correct answer, the vines and roots around your body wouldn’t stop twitching, touching, careful not to touch any of your most vulnerable parts. But hey were exploring everything else, caressing your hair, your cheeks, your legs… “Can you put me down?” You asked.

“No.” That instant denial should have scared you, but weirdly enough, you didn’t feel fear or panic anymore. Your body was calm, your mind completely quiet and relaxed. What kind of weird mojo was he doing to you? “You asked for the help of a forest spirit, you need to repay your debt now.” You looked at him expectantly, trying to convey you needed more explanation. He didn’t say anything.

“What the fuck does that mean?” You finally asked, a spark of anger rising inside your chest.

He nodded as if your question was answered like that and said: “I will take you now.” The vines around you started to pull at your clothes. You struggled against the hold, but they were so strong and tight that you could barely move some millimeters.

You struggled harder, screaming at him: “What? No!” You looked at him with all the fire inside of you. If looks could kill, he’d be killed right there, right now. But it wasn’t the case. He just looked amused at your struggles. But he stopped the vines from moving, some of them hovering over your tits and mouth, so close you could smell the petrichor smell they emanated. It was intoxicating.

“You have to pay, human. The balance must be restored.” That made no sense to you, he talked about restoring balance as if you had a debt with the forest or something. What?

“But I didn’t ask for your help.” He looked back at you skeptical, his dark eyes so expressive even though he didn’t have eyelids or brows. His face was so weird, but enthralling at the same time. “Okay, I did need help, but I don’t- I don’t want to have sex with you,” you lied through your teeth.

The truth was that you were aroused, the vines around your body were making you all kinds of horny. You always dreamed of being tied down, of being at the mercy of your partner as they took their fill off you. And without knowing it, he was restraining you, making all your fantasies come to the surface and making your pussy tingle. But you weren’t going to say that to him.

“What is sex, human?” The question caught you off guard, how could he not know what sex was?

“You… You said you’d take me.”

He was looking at you intently, like the answer to your unasked question was obvious and you were just dumb. Maybe you were. “I’ll give you pleasure so your juices can fertilize my forest,” he explained. You could what?

“You what? Fertilize? What?” And then it clicked. “You want to make me cum?” It seemed so random you couldn’t fully process what that meant.

“I believe that’s how humans call it, yes.”

You argued with the angel in your head, but the demon rapidly won the argument and before you could process it fully you were saying: “I- I- Okay.” Your voice was barely a whisper but he nodded and the vines around you closed more firmly against your body, making you shiver. It was weirdly comforting to be held so tightly.

You clothes were pushed away, thrown carelessly to the ground and you found yourself wrapped in vines and roots, suspended in the air. He opened your legs fully, exposing your holes to his eyes. He approached you then, his weird face close to your pussy, but not touching. The leaves around his head tickled the inside of your legs as he inspected you, his breath cold against your heated skin. You whimpered, being exposed to him so openly was embarrassing beyond belief, but the juices dripping off your cunt were even worse.

He reached around him and took some kind of leave, different to the ones covering his head. He squeezed it until a clear substance formed. He coated one of the vines with, the vine shifted into a wider form, cupping your whole pussy, coating it with the substance. At first, you felt nothing, but suddenly scolding heat ran through your body and you came. Just like that. You came faster than ever, he didn��t do anything, he didn’t touch your clit, your entrance… He just put some magical liquid over your cunt and made you cum. What the fuck?

You didn’t get to catch your breath before another vine was proving your entrance, making you moan loudly as it pushed inside. Two more vines appeared, framing your boobs and squeezing, some leaves playing with your nipples at the same time. The pleasure was maddening. The combined sensation of the vine entering you and the leaves was so overwhelming that you came again. This time your scream was cut short when another vine pushed against your asshole. Surprise and arousal made you arch your back, which was fruitless, the restrains on your body so tight you couldn’t move at all.

He was still close, observing the vines playing with your body, controlling everything but not touching you. You felt dehumanized, you were just a means to an end for him. And that made you hot. You could be anybody, everybody. He didn’t care. He just wanted your juices… And he was milking every drop off you.

The vine on your pussy pressed against your G-spot, the sensation too rough and raw. Some more juices gushed around it as you came again. He hit and probed and pushed and made your mind go blank as he transformed your body into a pleasure machine. You came, and came, and came. You were sure there was a river down your legs at that point. You were crying, tears running down your face as he assaulted all your sensitive areas at once. Your body felt like an exposed nerve.

When you thought you couldn’t take anymore, he pushed a new vine in your already overflowing pussy. You saw stars as the vines inside of you intertwined. You were so full, so sensitive, you couldn’t stop crying in pleasure, your voice long gone.

And then something inside of you broke completely and you were peeing. Peeing? No, squirting. He made you squirt. Your juices flowed over him, showering his leaves like summer rain. You ascended to another plane, the pleasure beyond human realm, the orgasm so good your brain broke a bit.

He stopped abruptly, his leaves shiny and his face contorted in some sort of a grin. “That would be all, human. You paid the debt to the forest.” You blushed deeply as he lowered your naked body to the ground, a bed of moss forming under you. “I’ll see you soon,” he muttered as he disappeared before your eyes. The earth literally swallowed him.

[veganpepsibaby]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Holby City Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Serena Campbell & Bernie Wolfe, Serena Campbell/Bernie Wolfe Characters: Serena Campbell, Bernie Wolfe Series: Part 12 of Lazarus in the Room series Summary:

Serena Campbell arrives at the bedside of a once thought dead Wolfe. Part 12 - more revealed about Charlotte.

[maplewolf]

I collect wolf/canine/hyena etc… figures.