#she's a strawberry moon werewolf...

[werewolfaday]

day 342

[blackbackedjackal]

Hello I love women ❤️🧡🤍💗💜

[astralnymphh]

Werewolf!Ellie? Her all primal n shit? OH MY GOD

I'd die.

💚💙

.⋆✮───she is FERAL, and she is PRIMAL, and she is HAIRY. that's random compared to the preceding terms, but it is TRUE. and i think she's the most horndoggiest hounding-your-backside type of girl. and has a breeding kink. but mostly, i want to yap about those sharp pearls of hers, and how she uses them. no bounds are found shackling her impulses— nor her capricious teeth. in the midst of getting down and dirty? bites. feral bites. from neck to ankle, the pits of her teeth have engraved your skin numerous times, in moments where her pleasure reined over every process of thought. she'd be humping her wetness into your bare thigh: lost in the sweat, biting and tugging lips over teeth, digging the fat of your thigh in the cleft of her nails, huffing, "fuck, s'good to me, so good.." when your own fingers softly trace the grooves and hairy trails of her body— and suddenly, her beady clit would drag against in such a delicious way, her fucked out demeanor would grow wayward. she lowers herself and immediately finds her teeth a home on your collarbone, sinking in as her pelvis continues bucking and eventually climaxing on your thigh. it draws blood, "ah— shhhit," tugging a hiss from your lips; her sound of reward. quiet growls brim your ears, until ellie unsheathes her bite and laps her tongue over the fresh wound. puckers her lips next, and presses them over the lunar shape of it, the corners of her mouth slightly stained in that crimson delight. so when her head perks to gage which face you're clading: satisfaction, or left in want, her strawberried smirk turns out to be wreathed in more red blotches. that satisfies you. "got your fill, baby?" you speak softer than a new-mooned night, plowing your digits through her hairline, and into her scalp. denial shakes beneath your palm. "mh-mn," hummed she, snaking the head of her tongue out to smear one of the blood stains drying her lips, "again?" looking so fucking eager with brows pinched and eyes carefully ashine. a newfound pressure slips between your thighs— fuck, she wants her fingers inside you. simultaneously.

trickery strums her a giggle as lips come to nudge at your shoulder; a request— or a promise, duly known as, "gonna bite you here, mhm?" but in reality, that won't be the last of her bites. no, not with ellie. rarely, an end is found with her bites.

[crows-templets]

Master post of all my templates!

Alter templates

Dark/light theme medium

Shinso Hitoshi theme normal

Pirate theme normal

Moon/plant theme normal

Tecnoblade theme normal

Scenecore theme normal

Space theme normal

Crow/raven/red theme normal

Crime theme normal

Candy/death theme normal

Fnaf daycare theme normal

Kidcore theme normal

Music theme normal

Foolish gamer theme normal

Angel theme normal

Tiny Tina theme long

Royal core medium

Science theme long

Fallen angel/demon theme normal

Barbie theme normal

Bird theme normal

Music/chess theme normal

🌀 theme normal

Ocean theme long

Music/star theme medium

Star/hibiscus theme normal

Tabletop games theme medium

Rosie hazbin theme normal

Taylor swift theme normal

Cute/game theme normal

Yellow theme normal

Pink/green theme normal

Emily hazbin theme normal

Alien theme normal

Angel dust hazbin theme short-medium

Angel dust hazbin theme normal

Angel dust take 3 normal

Shiver splatoon theme normal

Dark forest theme normal

She ra theme normal

Glass theme normal

Blitz helluva boss theme normal

Millie/moxxie helluva theme normal

Strawberry theme normal

Toby Creepypasta theme normal

Heart theme<3 normal

Fox theme normal

Stolas helluva theme normal

Legend of Zelda theme normal

Archery theme normal

Lucifer hazbin theme normal

Dark/creepy theme long

Brain/book theme normal

White tiger theme short

Sleeping beauty theme normal

White/red theme normal

Purple/white/red theme short

Hell/Alastor theme normal

Mina mha theme normal

Party theme normal

Bone theme normal

Raven/fire theme medium

Vanny Fnaf theme normal

Film theme normal

Apple theme normal

Werewolf theme normal

Fish theme normal

Carmilla hazbin theme medium

Nate fisher theme normal

69 templates

Dino theme small

Fall theme medium

Sunset theme medium

Tord eddsworld theme normal

Star and music theme medium

Music/love theme medium

Velvette hazbin theme medium

Danger days theme normal

River/wind theme normal

Pink/star theme short

Fantasy theme normal

Micheal angel theme short

Drinking/smoking theme long

Dots n’ stars theme normal

Sera hazbin theme medium

Husk hazbin theme medium/short

Vaggie hazbin theme short/medium

Orange clock theme medium

Cult of the lamb them normal

Casino theme long

Catnap theme normal

Dog days theme normal

Ranboo theme normal

❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿

System templates

Ocean theme

Life series theme

Space theme

Hannibal theme

Cottage core theme

Critter theme

Sky theme

Dark theme

And there we go! Only took me a few hours

[missionkitty]

[Image ID: a digital illustration of the original poster's original characters, robin and julian. robin is a woman with light skin and dark brown hair in a pixie cut. she is slightly smiling and blushing, with a seductive look in her eye while she leaned in extremely close to julian, a muscular-looking werewolf, who is more humanoid with some wolf-like features and is covered in dark brown fur. his hair is long and the same color as his fur and he is giving robin a similar look, also blushing while he smiles a little more widely, revealing his pointed teeth, as he holds a strawberry in his mouth. they appear as if they are on the verge of kissing each other, their foreheads touching and robin grabbing the neck of julian's shirt with one hand and pressing her fingers into the fur on his large arm. /End ID]

a little something celebrating the strawberry moon on friday...i wanted to redraw the first piece i ever did for the strawberry moon three years ago :)

[lorelaiblair]

She knew he was watching, appraising.

“Okay Sawed-Off, what’s up with you” Rocky asked as he walked through the doorway, while he waited for a response he turned Wednesday’s desk chair around and made himself comfortable in it, his legs hanging off the side of the chair in a way that only he could get away with when sitting in her furniture.

Well. That used to be true.

It was true when Wednesday was a child, before Pubert was born and before Wednesday was sent away to Nevermore. Sent away to meet a werewolf who embodied the sun.

Wednesday didn’t move, she didn’t look away from her ceiling.

When she was a child she had an obsession with werewolves, she read every book that she could get her tiny hands on. She interrogated her lycan family members, she made a scientifically accurate paper mache replica of the stars and full moon.

As she grew she moved on to other things, other research topics and other interests. Her mother though, ever the sentimental woman, kept many of Wednesday’s little creations.

Wednesday found it in a box in the attic, the paper mache solar system. She pulled the moon out of the discolored box and blew off the dust. She brought the little moon back to her room and hung it above her bed.

A smaller, kinder, more sensitive version of Wednesday would be so pleased to hear that she would grow up to fall in love. That little girl would be so glad to have fallen for a terrifying werewolf.

The Wednesday now, older and harsher, who has been hurt and who has learned to close off her heart in order to protect herself, she was terrified and - stuck.

Was stuck the right word?

Stuck; unable to move from a particular position or place, or unable to change a situation.

It didn’t feel right.

Loving Enid wasn’t a bad thing.

Nothing that involved Enid Sinclair could ever be bad, and if it was well, Wednesday was one to enjoy the negative aspects of life.

But Love. Loving.

What was Wednesday to do? How was she meant to go on like this? As if the colorful girl hadn’t pulled apart Wednesday’s flesh and bone and made a home for herself inside of Wednesday’s heart. As if she wasn’t mourning the warmth of a girl who she had seen less than a week ago.

There would be another two months until the spring semester started. It would be another two months before Wednesday saw Enid again.

How she yearned. How she pinned. How she was desperate to look into winter blue eyes, how she was pathetic and daydreaming of warm arms and the smell of strawberries.

Rocky was still sitting, waiting. He was plucking at strings on his guitar, waiting ever patiently for Wednesday to sort through her words or to order him out of her room.

He had a show in a few days. It was a big deal and he was rightfully proud of himself. The Addams were all coming to support him, Rocky had always supported her.

He was there when she was small and loving, he was there when she was brokenhearted, he is here now expertly knowing Wednesday and respecting her boundaries but never in a way that was condescending or made her feel like she was being difficult.

Enid was the only other person who knew Wednesday like that. The only other person who always wanted Wednesday to feel comfortable, always taking the time to see the darker girl. They had fought once, but Wednesday was being difficult then. According to her parents, relationships are all about learning and growing for each other. Wednesday would learn and grow for Enid, just as Enid had done for Wednesday.

“I’m in love” Wednesday said eventually. The tune Rocky was plucking slowed down as he hummed. He offered a soft smile.

“Tell me about it?” He asked.

“My roommate at Nevermore. A blonde with dreadful blue eyes, a werewolf with pink and blue streaks in her hair. She is the loudest and brightest person in any room, she is kind and gentle and she loves so much and so freely”

“She sounds like your exact opposite” He teased, not at all cruel or malicious.

“‘We shouldn’t work but we do’, she said. We work. She saved my life that night, she transformed for the first time to defend me from the Hyde” Wednesday said, looking at her hands above her face, the black polish was chipped on one finger. For the first time in nearly ten years she couldn’t be bothered to fix it.

“You miss her?” Rocky asked. Wednesday didn’t respond, her arms dropped to her sides and her eyes found the paper moon again, hanging from the ceiling and dancing from Wednesday’s brushing against it with the side of her hand. “Call her”

“Call her?”

“You have a phone now, use it”

“I couldn’t” She said, finally shifting to her side to look at him. He was sprawled out in the chair, still fiddling with his guitar.

“You could” He smiled, she just stared, “Why couldn’t you?”

Fear.

Enid would know what to do. Enid always knew how to feel, she was quite good at understanding her own emotions and the emotions of other people.

Enid was good and kind and everything that Wednesday wasn’t.

“Call her” Wednesday mumbled again. “I think Pugsley has the phone”

Rocky looked at her with a cheeky grin before pouncing out of the desk chair, his worn red converse thudding against the floorboards.

“Well, let’s go track him down”

[little-bumblebeeee]

Moonlight - part 6

Steve's turn

Word count - 1.8k

Part 5 part 4 part 3 part 2 part 1

Steve's always been a good kid. Other than his bottom of the barrel grades, he's been good at sports, instruments, he's easy on the eyes.. he's a dream. Other than the one small fact he's a werewolf. The fact isn't quite small when he thinks about it.

When he was 7 years old, he saw what he thought was a stray dog in his backyard, a big one, like the one his neighbor used to have. He should've known. Should've listened suring summer camp when that counselor told stories of werewolves, should've ran away as fast as he could.

But he didn't. Instead he spent that next month in the hospital, trying to recover from his almost fatal injuries while nurses poked and prodded at him and doctors ran their tests. He still remembers their cold tools and rough hands, their strange smelling gloves and the fear in their eyes when they looked at him, as if they were looking at a monster. And he doesn't blame them. Never did. Because ever since then on the full moon he's been a beast. There are urban legends around the town just about him, about how if you encounter him in the woods during a full moon he'll rip you to shreds and keep you alive for the whole thing, or that he eats babies or something– which he doesn't. He doesn't even hunt rabbits. He just lets himself starve, he's never wanted to hurt something, especially something that never stood a chance against him.

And then that shit with the Upside Down happens, just when he thinks he's finally getting close to Eddie. He doesn't want to spread this to him and rope him in on this. Sure, they're not friends, but they still end up finding each other, not to mention Steve having to patch himself up and deciding to do it at Eddie's place.

So, he avoids the boy again. He watches himself grow more and more pale and gaunt each passing month, the scars on his body seeming like they're spreading. He hasn't been eating or sleeping much, usually getting his rest during class, meaning his grades slip drastically before he graduates, to the point where he barely scrapes by.

And when he meets Robin, she fills a gap in his heart, a piece of himself he didn't know he was missing. She also makes him realize a lot, about the world around him and about himself.He wasn't just friends with Tommy, he didn't want to be just friends with Eddie either.

"I didn't realize you could do that." Steve murmurs when Robin says she liked Tammy Thompson, letting his head thump against the wall.

"Are you serious? Do you not pay attention to the world around you, like, at all?" Robin says with a chuckle, bumping her knee against his. But her smile goes away when Steve runs a hand through his hair, wincing as his fingers run over the wound on his scalp. "Steve?"

"Hm?"

"We're okay, right?"

"Of course we are.. I'm just thinking. About me." Steve says softly, staring up at the ceiling, which he realizes has more stains than the floor. Gross. Robin tilts her head a bit at him, narrowing her eyes as if trying to see into his brain.

"Like what?" She asks, picking at her chipped nail polish as it scrapes onto the floor in maroon colored dust.

"Like.. I always thought we were just best friends– me and Tommy H... But now it all seems different, looking back. I mean, friends don't do what we did. You and I are friends, and I'd.. we'd never. Not at all." Steve says quietly, barely even parting his lips. Robin grimaces, not even wanting to think about what Steve and Tommy could've done to the point Steve thinks they were more than just friends. Everything is different now. The way he had looked at Eddie, the way he thought of him, of his gaze and his hands and his words– the way he'd say his name. It was all so different. So new and amazing.

"You know Eddie Munson? He showed up sometimes and got a plain strawberry cone?" Steve asks and Robin nods slightly, having a feeling where this is going. She slides down the wall a little more, her shoes squeaking on the tile. "Yeah, I know Eddie. He stepped on my sandwich one time." Steve sighs, running a hand through his hair once more. He doesn't even need to say it, Robin just knows.

"Oh." She says softly, echoing exactly Steve's tone from earlier. "Mhm. Oh."

"You could have better taste. I mean, c'mon, Eddie? He's like, three raccoons in a trenchcoat. I saw him eating a can of Spaghetti-O's behind the school one time." Robin says, making Steve laugh, his head falling back again and bumping back against the stall wall, a move he immediately regrets with the way his head now throbs.

"I like that, though.. I can't explain it. I like everything about him. I guess I just like him." He says with a growing smile. He really should've realized sooner, but he supposes now isn't the worst time. Eddie is.. everything. He's everything, simple as that. If others could see Eddie the way Steve sees Eddie, he'd rule the world.

That's when Dustin and Erica burst in, seeing the two almost adults on the ground, laughing at nothing. The rest is a little blurry to Steve, hard to remember and somewhat painful, but it's like he blinks and he's sitting in the back of an ambulance, bright lights and sirens filling the warm July night. Beneath his pounding skull and ringing ears, he hears someone ask him a question.

"Is there a number we can call for you? Someone to pick you up?"

He doesn't quite know who asked it, but his mind goes right to one person, and he hardly takes a breath before rattling off the number he knows by heart. The number that leads to that yellow phone on the wall of the trailer. He knows Wayne is at work, but Eddie might be home. It only takes the boy about 7 minutes to get to the mall, rushing towards the ambulances, somehow immediately finding Steve as if pulled in by a magnet.

"Jesus... Steve, you're okay, right? Are you okay?" He pants out, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he sees Steve, still in his stupid sailor uniform, absolutely beat to a pulp with nothing but a thin blanket around him.

"I've been better." Steve says with a shrug. He feels that skip in his heart, which he's felt before but not to this degree, not at all. It's all for Eddie, he realizes. Every beat of his heart and breath in his lungs, and maybe he's getting ahead of himself but that's just how he feels.Eddie puts his hands on either side of Steve's face, tilting his head to see all of his injuries. "What happened to you..?" He asks, his throat bobbing as he gulps. Steve really can't help but smile as he feels the boy's touch.

"It's a long story, and I don't really feel like shortening it at the moment." He says with a small smile, unintentionally leaning into Eddie's touch before he pulls his hands away to take a step back. Eddie takes a deep breath, fidgeting with his rings.

"C'mon." He says quietly, nodding towards his van. Steve hasn't actually been inside of it before, having to kick away a soda can at his feet, which Eddie quickly tosses to the back. Steve really can't help but notice the little things– things that he himself would do if he were to try and impress someone if he was Eddie. The way Eddie makes his van look somewhat clean so Steve doesn't think little of him, cracking the windows so the smell of weed isn't so strong, turning his loud music down as not to irritate Steve's pounding skull nor his sick stomach.

"The trailer is a bit of a mess– I know you don't care, I just.. you know." Eddie says with a small shrug, running a hand over his face. Steve doesn't even care that he's staring, hours ago he thought he was going to die, he wants to stare at a pretty face while he still can. He's not going to say anything any time soon, but he will eventually. Eventually. Even if eventually never comes, he'll be happy as long as he gets to be near Eddie. Near this boy that actually seems to care for him. He's drumming his fingers on the steering wheel as he drives, a habit Steve has notices. He's always tapping his fingers against something, whether it's his desk or his thighs or, obviously, the steering wheel. Steve doesn't think he's ever been this content to just sit next to someone, music playing quietly as the streetlights pass. Eddie keeps glancing over, clearly worried, but Steve is just smiling.

"You're sure you're okay?" Eddie asks, and Steve just nods a little. "I feel a lot better than I look. I think it's those pills they gave me before you came and got me."

Eddie still looks worried however, and stays practically stuck to Steve as he cleans himself up, scrubbing the blood off his skin before realizing that the bathroom sink probably isn't doing much.

"You mind if I take a shower?" He asks, and Eddie shakes his head. "No.. no, go ahead. Water might be cold at first, you have to turn the hot water all the way and wait for a minute so it heats up." He explains, still looking a bit shaken up.

When Steve gets out, there's a pair of sweatpants and a shirt waiting for him, both clearly Eddie's. He slips them on, looking at himself in the mirror, at how they fit a bit differently on him than they'd fit Eddie. They're the same height, but very obviously different builds. The clothes smell like detergent, but also something else. Something oh so clearly Eddie, to the point that the smell is still there even when the clothes are clean. It makes Steve feel a bit weird about himself, the fact he's smelling clothes because they smell like Eddie, but he hardly even notices he's doing it.

He likes this boy, its true, more than he's liked anybody ever.

This is gonna hurt Steve in the end, isn't it?

But what if there is no end? What if there's actually no beginning? Neither of them truly know what's going to happen, nobody does, especially with the Upside Down existing with a bunch of 13 year olds and about four 18 year olds being the only ones who know about it.

Steve sits down on the couch just a little bit away from Eddie, both of them quiet in the moment. Eventually Steve might say something. Maybe it will be on one of their death beds or over a grave, maybe it will be in a year or a day, maybe it will never happen. He doesn't know.

But until then he'll savor this as much as he can.

Tag list (open!): @manda-panda-monium @gregre369 @she-collects-smut @irregular-child @oatmilk-vampire @cartercaptainofthemoon @fairytalesreality @jhrc666

[cookie-crumblr]

G/N Yandere Reader x Werewolf OC

In Crestfell Forest

Part 1~

Synopsis: GN yandere reader in a dark cottagecore AU x my werewolf OC, Ace

CW: GN!Reader, no body/genitalia descriptions for reader, SOME PARTS WILL HAVE SMUT. Not really anything in this part to warn about i think! Enjoy!

!!MINORS DNI!!

Managing your way through the dark just barely, you pull your thick, velvet lined cloak tighter around your body, trying to snuggle back into some warmth.

Just through the trees, Your cottage that once was your grandfather’s, sits in waiting for you.old It’s too quiet, with not even a peep from your wolves tonight. White flowers on cross crossed wooden trellises bloom in the full moon’s beam, becoming a beacon of light in the void.

Squelch-Crack!

You look down but aren’t surprised by the fact that you can’t distinguish anything from anything else in this darkness. If you had to guess, aided by the metal in the air, it was something dead and freshly eaten.

Directly behind you a deep reverberating growling starts, and you feel a hot breath on your shoulders seeping through the fabric.

You almost fall over in a sudden fright, stumbling and tripping on your cloak, you finally end landing on your butt. A massive beast-shaped-man is on all fours above you, yet still standing at least five feet tall. You can infer by the awkward way his legs are bent and the length of his arms that he’s also bipedal. Imagining what his full height must be, you shudder slightly and pull your cloak closer.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t looking for him… Though you are far from the only one searching for him.

Your heart beats harder, and it slowly climbs up your throat, at the same time you reach up to the wolf man’s mane. After seconds that feel like an eternity, your hand connects with pale corse fur. Your fingers press down into the thick layers of hair and still dont reach skin.

He’s so warm…

It isn’t hard for you to imagine being in the middle of a cuddle pile with him and your wolves. Would you even need blankets? probably not.

Mesmerized, you don’t even realize his growling had stoped some time ago.

He pads backwards way too silently for his size.

“Don’t go…” Just a whisper comes out at first as your heart is slowing back to normal. “The whole village is out hunting you…”

Furry ears lay down flat in response as he glances back into the forest to briefly assess.

His long neck sways, tilting his massive head to reface you before he points his snout to the sky, sniffing deeply.

How he can smell past the metallic aroma is beyond you, but the fact that he’s done so, calms you.

Durning the long hike home you can’t see too well, but you see clear enough that he isn’t leaving tracks somehow.

Eventually, you’re home and, with a tiny bit of ducking and uncomfortable shoving you manage to get the massive bodied guy through your gnarled knotty wooden door without damage to the integrity!

However, you and the man-beast don’t pass the tension filled time quickly.

Will the hunters show up here? at your cabin? Your wolves are curled up with him by the fire, surrounded by all the cushions and blankets you could get your hands on.

You pace.

Bolted crossbow in hands, pointing toward the floor, but ready to be aimed. Until you hear something cut through the silence outside. Even the fire crackling quiets as you hold up the heavy thing in the direction of the sound.

Without another sound to guide you you aim at the door.

What you don’t notice is the werewolf behind you still peacefully snuggled in, as if the noise is just that; a noise.

But, before long a strawberry blonde man kicks the door open wide, his throat aligning perfectly with your bolt’s piercing point. He throws his hands up in submission, and looks behind you with a relieved smile on his face, “Oo, I like this one, Ace”

You sigh in relief.

“Ace” you infer, is the man under the ginormous beast hide. His tail wags at the man and accidentally smacks Fiona, one of your wolves.

She didn’t seem bothered.

You calm, and the crossbow lets out slight wooden and metal rattles as it relaxes with you, and facing the ground once again.

It isn’t long before the air is tense and stagnant again.

You’re all listening, waiting for anything and everything to be ripped to pieces all around you.

You only have to make it maybe another hour or so before the full moon is far enough away again to release him from that form.

Even Ezra, the man that barged in, seems tense, though you can tell, he’s hiding it well. He must have to be the strong one a lot.

“Alright,” Speaking of Ezra… He claps his hands together and stands, “‘m sick of this. Y/N, got any playing cards?”

“Does tarot count?”

“even better,” His smirk is devious.

shlip, he flips the top card over, after shuffling.

“Death,” He pauses for effect, eyes closed in faux contemplation, and head nodding as if listening to the card itself speak. You roll your eyes, “Says change is coming. Upright, so most likely a good change. Gotta let go of the past though.”

Before you can retort he’s pulling another, “Now it’s Ace,” On the table lay a reverse tower card, “Um lets reshuffle” Again, he pulls a reverse tower, and again…

“What’s wrong with the tower?” You don’t remember what your grandpa said about that one, but it does look a little hectic.

A whine from Ace and his now flat ears greets you, before Ezra cuts back in,“Hah, uh nothin, now it’s my turn! five of pentacles, hah! imma make a ton of gold,”

“I don’t think that’s what that one means…” You state.

Ace perks up suddenly with a quiet huff, ears on alert. Both Ezra and you freeze instantly in response.

Your heart is pounding in your ears and you hold your breath in effort to hear any better but…

Crunch… Crunch… Crunch….

The footsteps in the leaf litter and fallen dried out pine needles couldn’t be any louder.

[neonponders]

Okay okay okay, just another quick one ~

Part 32 for @wrecked-fuse ‘s pocketverse 🍦🐺🧚🏻‍♀️🦇

Part 31 (werewolf!Billy pt. 1 haha)

( pt. 7′s art 🎩 ) ( pt. 9′s art 👀 ) ( pt. 14′s art 💨 ) ( pt. 19′s art 🦇 ) ( pt. 20′s art 🍳) ( pt. 27’s art 🦦 )

~ on ao3 ~

• • •

The full moon blended into a full day. Between two overeager werewolves and keeping track of little Steve, big Steve wasn’t able to track down Robin until the sun was up. It worked out, at least, that even in with his furry ears and fluffy tail, small Billy wanted to dance to the jazzercise, allowing Steve and Robin the time to repair the front doors.

“I guess we should’ve expected this, given little Munson’s wings,” she conversed while Steve mixed an old paint can from the garage. By some stroke of luck, Billy’s damage to the door could be glued back together. With that done, Steve calked over the cracks, Robin sanded it down, and they both rolled some small paint rollers in a paint tray.

“Eddie doesn’t have wings,” Steve countered and then paused. “Does he?”

Robin shrugged, only for her eyes to light up with epiphany. “Maybe he’s fae.”

“Yeah, let’s just pretend I totally know what that means.”

Robin ignored his tone and explained, “Fae, like fairies. They come out during the full moon too.”

“Then why does little Eds have his wings all the time?”

“The full moon is fun for fae people but they don’t, like, disappear the rest of the month.”

Steve finished the base of the door and used the newel post behind him to stand up. “Whatever he’s got, it’s Chrissy’s fun problem. I’ve got wolves in my house.”

“Well,” Robin countered as she dipped her roller for some more paint, “one and a tiny half.”

Steve had to huff a laugh and offered, “Do you want a drink?”

“Yes, please.”

Steve made a lap through the living room to check on the littles: Billy was having the time of his life on the coffee table while a large wolf lay curled up on the floor, near enough as if to cushion his landing if Billy leapt off the table again. On big Billy’s fur, lay small Steve, chatting away like a small king on a palatial rug or bed.

Big Steve had no idea what the little guy was talking about, but the wolf didn’t seem to mind as his blue eyes followed Steve around. On his way back from the kitchen, Steve set down some bottle caps of drinks, fruit cubes, and a dish of water for Billy, next to a plated sandwich.

Billy made a blunt sound of disapproval at him and Steve only shrugged. “Sucks to lose your thumbs. How you doing, little man?”

“Good,” little Steve chimed, unconsciously swaying in Billy’s warm fur, little legs crossed.

“You’re going for a swim soon, B-Man,” Steve announced on his way out. He got an enthusiastic Awooo! in return. Steve didn’t know how successful a bath would be during the full moon.

No sooner did he hand Robin a glass of water, that a familiar van turned into his driveway. The whole vehicle rocked with his brakes as Steve and Robin glanced at each other when the guy swung himself out of his car. Robin simply sighed at the absence of wings, whereas Steve waved to Chrissy stepping down from the passenger seat.

“Hey! Oh my god, what happened?”

“Depends, are you afraid of big dogs?” Steve asked.

“No? I’ve wanted a dog for years, but my parents have too many expensive rugs for a dog. Say hi, guys.”

Little Eddie sat happily on her head, bat wings fluttering behind him contently while the smaller Chrissy sat on her shoulder. He waved and little Chrissy greeted, “Hi, Stevie. Hi, Wobin.” 

Robin moved aside and waved an arm to gesture Chrissy inside. “Billy’s lost for words this weekend, but his little one bites more than ever.”

Chrissy stepped over the threshold, her body sending a breeze right into Steve and Robin’s face. They both recoiled as if they had been struck by a powerful wind. A wind that smelled like fresh rain, charred flowers, and strawberry brownies.

“Woah,” Robin blurted, lifting a hand to her nose.

“Wow,” Steve agreed, a bit too wistfully.

Eddie arrive at the doors, chuckling around a cigarette before he exhaled smoke. “We just got back from a show. Haven’t slept. Chrissy had a great time.”

Robin looked at Steve, doing the math a second faster than he could. When his large brown eyes stayed a little too vacant, she swatted his chest and murmured, “Eds might have wings, but she’s fully moon-charged.”

His mouth went slack as he exhaled a soft, “Ooh...”

Eddie started to step on the threshold, but Steve barred his path. “Finish outside.”

“Really?” Eddie huffed, and retreated. “When did King Steve stop smoking? Billy’s a goddamn chain smoker.”

Robin answered, in a tone that immediately warranted Eddie furrowing his brows in concern. “Speak of the wolf. What about Billy?”

Eddie stared down the foyer hallway at the large wolf that took up half the height of the walls. “Oh. So,” he swallowed. “You’ve had an eventful night too?”

Steve’s head whirled around at his little’s voice calling from where he rode on Billy’s scruff, “Hi, Eddie! Hi, Chwissy! Eddie, pwease bweathe fire outside. It’s dang’wous.”

Steve pressed his mouth in a tired, resigned line as he nodded his head. “I’ll open the backdoor. Take your time by the pool.”

Eddie nodded once and tapped his cigarette as he pivoted to go toward the backyard. Steve and Robin had to leave the doors open for the paint to dry, as well as to ventilate the smell around the wolves. Meanwhile, Chrissy squeezed past Billy with a hand petting over one of his ears. “Scuse me, Billy.”

He made a soft growl in acknowledgement and turned back into the living room. Little Eddie made quick work of taking flight and drifting down over the coffee table. “WOW! You look so cool! Can you crow like a wock star?”

The living room filled with Eddie and Billy trying to out-howl each other. The real race became how fast Steve could fill up the Barbie pool and scoop Billy off the table. “Okay, you. Pool time and then tacos for lunch.”

“Awoo! ” Billy answered, tail wagging between Steve’s fingers. Wolf Billy tread into the kitchen, pressing his large body against the island and allowing little Steve to slide off his neck right onto the counter. Then he slotted his narrow face right in between Steve’s legs.

“Guh-ack! Hey!” A warm, wet tongue laved the inside of his thigh. “Not now!--oh MY GOD.”

Billy transformed, taking Steve with him so he sat on top of human Billy’s shoulders. His voice was still a bit rough as he ordered, “Robin. Lifeguard.”

“Aye, captain,” she snorted, “if I can burn your ass off of my retinas.”

Unbothered, Billy strolled out of the room with Steve on his shoulders, the latter warning as he dodged doorframes, “I have ceilings. Billy - I have ceilings! ”

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

hi i was just wondering if you knew of any fics with a stranger things crossover? preferably stiles but really any that you know of. thank you so much xx

I sure do! (Also, if anyone is interested, I also have a Steddie fic blog. Just throwing that out there.)

024 by Merlin_Wolfgang_Trades_Hale

(1/? I 1,186 I Teen I No Pairing)

Getting arrested was too much of a risk for a werewolf. It could expose the supernatural and put them all in bigger danger. On a full moon that went all sorts of wrong, Stiles is ditched and left behind to be arrested. With his dad being the Sheriff they assumed Stiles would have a better chance of getting off easy.

But it wasn't Beacon Hills Sheriff's department that arrested Stiles. They don't know who it was, just that they have him. There aren't any answers...until Sheriff Steven Harrington from Hawkins Indiana arrives with his deputy Jane, who claims she find Stiles.

Spilling Over by LilliBla

(9/? I 3,752 I Teen I Steddie)

Will snaps, but an unexpected person shares their trauma and let's him know that he's not alone.

Caught Somewhere in Time by badfanfictionaire

(5/? I 5,489 I Teen I Stydia)

Lydia and Stiles are just having a peaceful moment in the park when the sky opens up and sucks them back in time to 1987.

Chrissy and Eddie are camping in Yellowwood State Forest when two time-traveling weirdos show up at their campsite.

Two strawberry blond brainiacs and their ADHD riddled boyfriends... what could go wrong?

Curiosity Door by bananannabeth

(4/? I 5,681 I Teen i Stydia)

The Ghost Riders' dimension isn't the only one with portals into Beacon Hills.

Dealers Choice by StrangerxImagines

(8/? I 8,067 I Not Rated I No Pairings)

Laura dies in the woods, staring up at the full moon peeking through the tree tops, letting go as the world goes black around her. She wakes up in 1984 in dark murky tunnels in a town she hadn’t been to since her parent’s died and comes face to face with her nineteen year old father. Now stuck in the past Laura does her best to blend in, lying about who she is and where she comes from. Does she warn her father of his fate twenty years in the future or does she remain silent? Laura doesn’t know if changing the future might make things worse but what she does know is that the more time she spends with him the harder it is to keep her secret.

Moonlight by Vexed_Love21

(10/? I 9,711 I General I Steddie)

Steddie being Stiles parents. Instead of his mother dying and Noah being his dad

Holding Hands While the Walls Come Tumbling Down by tabbytabbytabby

(1/1 I 10,092 I Teen I Steve/Stiles)

Stiles gets word of some strange disappearances happening in the town on Hawkins, Indiana. Worried the town might have a Nemeton they don't know about, he sets off to investigate. What he's not expecting is to find himself drawn to the town and more specifically one of its locals, Steve Harrington.

parts of you, forgotten by buddhaghost

(13/? I 21,631 I Not Rated I Nancy/Jonathon)

Jonathan Byers is new at Beacon Hills. Stiles is convinced he's being watched. And then he meets Jonathan's 'little sister', the one who called Stiles her brother, and everything simultaneously makes sense, as well as gets much more complicated.

[blackbackedjackal]

As a Gévaudan Lycan, June’s design is supposed to give off an unknowable and melancholy energy.

Gévaudan Lycans are mimics, and their emotions alter their form, especially if they have little to no control of themselves when they shift.

The way June was changed into a lycan and her experience during first shift were extremely traumatic, and over time, her lycan form reflected her feelings of loss and self-loathing. She fronts as this charming and confident woman, while holding back her deeper emotions that eventually leached into the form that reflects her true self.

Fear, sadness, loss, and rage all mixed into this one entity she cannot control. Once a month, she's forced into facing all of those emotions, reliving that trauma again and again for nearly 30 years.

[bridgyrose]

Ladybug Week Day 2: Vampire x Werewolf

Ruby smiled as she walked through the streets of Vale, her eyes looking at the windows of the buildings as she watched the sun set and keeping her umbrella open to provide enough shade until she could make it to the market before it closed for the night. It bothered her that she couldnt spend more time among the people that she protected, but she had made peace with that during her time at Beacon to become a huntress. She stopped at one of the stalls, carefully moving her umbrella to keep her hand in the shade as she reached for an apple and looked it over. “How much for four of them?” 

“Three lien,” the merchant answered. 

“Then I’ll take them,” Ruby said as she dug through her pocket to grab her card to pay. “And I’ll take a pound of strawberries too, please.” 

The merchant nodded and started to bag the strawberries and apples. “You should hurry home before the sun sets. Its supposed to be a full moon tonight. You dont want to go missing like others last month.” 

Ruby took the bag and looked up at the sky, watching the clouds as they moved overhead. “I think I’ll take my chances on that. I’m a huntress, so I can take care of myself.” 

“Still, you’ll want to be careful. They say a monster lurks the streets.” 

*Which is exactly why I want to be out here,* Ruby thought to herself as she walked away from the stalls, pulling out one of the apples and taking a bite. She paused for a moment, trying to savor the taste, though it didnt do much for her like it used to when she was younger. Still, it sated her enough to not have to feel like she had to feed on anyone and that was enough for her. 

The sun finally set and the sounds of doors slamming shut filled the air of the empty streets. Ruby closed her umbrella and used her semblance to get to the top of the nearest building, rushing around in a flurry of bat-like petals that drifted in the air. She stopped her semblance once she reached her goal and closed her eyes to listen to the heartbeats of those that were near her. A racing heartbeat caught her attention and she lunged to action, nearly transforming into a bat mid semblance. 

Once she reached the source of the heartbeat, she quickly ducked behind a building as she reformed from her semblance, fangs at the ready until she saw Blake staring at the night sky, waiting for a few clouds to move. “Blake?” Ruby asked as she pulled her fangs back. “Are you alright?” 

“Y-yeah, everything is fine,” Blake said nervously as she turned around and gave a small smile, her eyes glancing between Ruby and the cloudy night sky. “What are you doing out here? I thought you’d be out on a mission for Ozpin.” 

Ruby walked over to Blake and handed her an apple from her bag. “I got back last night. Just a quick search and destroy for some grimm that were causing problems for a village out near the border to Vacuo. Wasnt anything Yang and I couldnt handle quickly.” 

Blake took the apple and stuffed it into a pocket as she went back to gazing at the clouds. “So why are you up so late? Out for your nightly stroll?” 

“Something like that.” Ruby found a spot to sit down and looked up at the sky with Blake. “Rumor has it people are going missing. I want to find out what’s going on.” 

“And… where did you hear that?” 

Ruby paused for a moment as she heard Blake’s heart start to pound again, the heart beat almost calling to her. She licked her lips for a moment as her fangs instinctively started to show again. “From one of the merchants. What about you? Trying to do your usual stargazing?” 

“S-something like that,” Blake said, her voice starting to grow shaky as she watched the clouds start to move and the first light of the moon start to show. “I… I need to go.” 

“Wait Blake-” Ruby sighed as Blake took off running, using her semblance to jump around the rooftops. She took a deep breath and used her semblance to rush after Blake, dropping out periodically to keep to the rooftops. “Blake! Where are you going?!” 

“You cant follow me!” Blake yelled out before finally stopping as the light of the moon hit her. “Shit… not now…” 

Ruby finally caught up to Blake and slowly walked to her. “Blake, what’s going on? You’ve been avoiding me for months now, we never go stargazing anymore, never go on missions together… I’ve been missing you.” 

Blake winced a bit as her bones started to crack as she shifted, her voice straining. “Ruby, you need to leave. Now.” 

“Not until you tell me-” Ruby stopped as she watched Blake shift into a large wolf, taking a few steps back to take everything in as large, amber eyes stared back at her. “This… certainly explains a lot. Come on, we need to get you out of here before someone tries to hurt you.” 

Blake whimpered a bit, backing up nervously. 

Ruby followed her and gently pet her fur, letting her own fangs show. “I know a place in the forest we can go until the full moon is over. And then, you have a lot of explaining to do.” 

[rubylize]

My Anchor

Summary: After some mixed feelings, Stiles ends up becoming your anchor.

Pairing: Stiles x reader

Word Count: 899

Warnings: None

I was fake dating Stiles Stilinski. I was skeptical when he first asked me. Why me? There were a million girls at our school and he chose me to fake date, but either way I accepted. If you were to ask me if I was in love a few months ago I would’ve told you, you were crazy. But now. I would tell you a lie.

Stiles was trying to get his ex girlfriend Lydia back. He wanted to make her jealous. Lydia was popular, pretty, and smart. She was every guy’s dream. She was perfect for all the boys. She has good style too. Oh and her hair, her strawberry blonde hair.

I was the opposite of her in some ways. Sure I was smart but I didn’t have style. I was such a tomboy, I liked wearing baggy things. I wasn’t even popular. I'm average on smarts. That’s why it was so confusing to me as to why Stiles Stilinski wanted me to have a fake relationship with him.

Ever since we started fake dating life has gotten better, less boring. I have things to do now. That was till Stiles told me Lydia wanted him back. It broke my heart, but I had found myself to be good at keeping my feelings locked away. Hidden. Life was back to boring. I knew that Stiles was basically using me. After we fake broke up Lydia told me sorry, she seemed genuine about it while other people just thought Stiles used me and didn’t like me at all. Which I guess they weren’t completely wrong. Stiles occasionally acknowledged me in the hallways, I wasn’t exactly invisible to him.

Then my world was turned upside down again. “Y/n are you okay?” I opened my eyes to see Scott. Stiles’ best friend. “Yeah, what- what happened?” I stammered. My eyes adjusted to my surroundings and everything banged loud in my head. I could hear voices. I heard Stiles, Lydia, and others. “Uh, we need to talk.” I looked at him weirdly, while rubbing my temple. The voices were making me anxious.

He had then explained to me that I was a werewolf and that some Alpha bit me. A bad Alpha? He explained to me that I needed to find an anchor to help with these emotions, which was easy. After he had revealed that “secret” the voices suddenly were blocked out making me feel less anxious since I only thought about one person. Stiles was that anchor, which was a guilt I felt.

Scott and his pack kept an eye on me at school, but they soon departed seeing that I had it handled, which they seemed to be impressed by. Full moons were fairly easy, but I still learned a few things from Scott. Stiles was the first one to chain me up. I would be lying if I said the proximity wasn’t awkward, but none of us spoke about it.

It then came to my knowledge that Stiles and Lydia didn’t seem all lovey dovey with each other anymore which confused me. I was determined to find out. The next full moon, I would ask Stiles.

“Stiles?” I asked, my breath getting a bit heavy from the full moon. “Yeah?” I tried calming my breath to continue. “What happened between you and Lydia?” That question kind of stung me, not really knowing if I wanted to know the truth. Caught off guard by my question he scratched the back of his head. “Um.” I tugged at the restraints at my wrists. “It didn’t work out.” My teeth snarled a bit. “Why?”

“I’m sorry that I brought you into the supernatural. I shouldn’t have ever asked you to be my fake girlfriend.” I chuckled, “You made my life less boring. But you’re also changing the subject.” I pushed. “Yeahhh.. Things just weren’t the same anymore. I had kissed Lydia that day that she confessed but there was no spark and that’s when I realized I wasn’t in love with her anymore.”

“Damn. A kiss made you realize that?” I asked curiously, while tilting my head. I thought it was fascinating. “Not just that.” There was silence. “It was you too.” I could feel my eyes glow. “You know why I was able to control myself?” He shook his head in confusion. “It was you.” I told him. “Me?” I nodded. “I fell in love with you.” He made his way to me and pecked my lips. “You’re my anchor,” I whispered against his lips.

He smiled and leaned into me again. The kiss was passionate and euphoric. I could feel my eyes go to its normal color, but my heart was racing, his was too. We pulled apart, his hands were on my face. His eyes sparked at me, “You’re the one I want Y/n.” My heart sank. In a good way though. It felt foreign. His eyes pierced mine, he looked at me with so much adoration that it made my heart warm.

I smiled at his words. “Cool,” I replied. He chuckled, “Cool?” He asked. “What! I’ve never done this before, give me some credit.” He had a smile plastered on his face, “You’ve always been so cute.” I flushed at his words. He kissed me on the cheek and the rest of the full moons were even more smoother because he was there.

[queenofglassbeliever]

Idea for a Bella x Tanya AU. Begins as a New Moon divergence. One of those the Cullens never came back stories.

Starts when Bella jumps off the cliff. As usual, Alice "sees" this but doesn't see Jacob pull Bella from the water. However, this time, Alice doesn't return to Forks. Carlisle calls the Swan house and the phone is answered by Jacob. Jacob tells Carlisle that Charlie is at the funeral, but doesn't elaborate that the funeral is for Harry Clearwater. Alice searches for Bella's future but can't find it. (Because Bella is with the wolves, attending the funeral) Since Alice - and the other Cullens - don't know the wolves are back and that they're blocking her visions, they assume that Bella is dead. Rosalie tells Edward this and he goes to the Volturi. Instead of going straight to them, he immediately provokes them by exposing himself in sunlight to humans. Giving the Volturi no choice but to execute him. Alice sees this play out. After Bella's little cliff stunt, Charlie puts his foot down and insist on Bella going to therapy. Bella agrees if only to soothe Charlie's worries. She does have to lie and speak in metaphors to keep the supernatural secret, but therapy helps her. Not just with getting past Edward breaking up with her and the Cullens abandonment, but with stuff from her childhood. Bella learns that she was parentified as a child. She begins working on healing from parentification trauma. The therapist Bella is seeing is in Seattle and in May - 8 eight months after the Cullens left - Seattle begins seeing an increase in homicides. Charlie doesn't want Bella going to Seattle anymore and her therapy is cut short. But Bella does continue to use the tools she learned.

Bella is almost always with at least one werewolf, so her future remains unseen by Alice. The wolves investigate the killings in Seattle and learn that vampires are behind it. They don't learn that it's newborns, because they don't know there's a difference between new vampires and mature vampires. In time the newborns destroy themselves through their constent infighting. Some do escape, including Bree, and become nomads. Victoria kills Riley for not being able to control the newborns. She spends months trying to get past the wolves to get to Bella, but never succeeds. In time, her presence in the area becomes less and less until she no longer comes around. It seems as though Victoria has given up. In the meantime, Bella has graduated from high school. She quit her job at Newton's Outfitters and got a new job at a little local bookstore. Four years have past since Bella's 18th birthday. Now twenty-two, Bella applies for the University for Alaska Southeast (which she is accepted into). She enrolls in the spring semester beginning in January 2010. Bella moves to Alaska, rents a small apartment, and starts classes. Bella is an English major. Her goal is to go into editing or publishing. On the first day of classes, Bella sees Tanya. To be accurate she sees a strawberry-blonde, gorgeous vampire and doesn't know who she is. Not completely anyway. Bella recognizes by the vampire's gold eyes that she is a "vegetarian." Bella recalls an old memory of the Cullen's having "cousins" that resided in Alaska. Tanya recognizes Bella from pictures. After Edward's death, the Cullens held a private memorial for him (and Bella) which the Denali coven attended. While there, Tanya had seen multiple photos of Bella Swan and easily recognized the girl. She was older now of course, but it was definitely her.

Tanya and Bella befriend each other. Tanya tells Bella that the Cullens believe her to be dead because Alice saw her jump off a cliff. Bella explains that she'd been saved by one of her were-wolf friends. Tanya figures that the wolves must block Alice's visions. Bella asks how the Cullens are doing and Tanya reveals that Edward was executed by the Volturi. Tanya says that the remaining Cullens will be happy to know that Bella is alive, but Bella begs Tanya not to tell them anything for fear that they will hate her for Edward's death. Tanya agrees to do so. Sometime after this, Bella and Tanya begin a friends with benefits relationship. Eventually, as they get to know each other, they develop feelings. It's a Tanya falls first but Bella falls harder situation. In mid-March, Bella's apartment gets fumigated and she needs a place to stay. She intends to stay in a hotel, but Tanya invites her to come with her to Denali. This is during spring break. The other members of Tanya's coven know that Tanya has been seeing a human, but don't know who that human is. Not until she and Tanya arrive at the house. Just like Tanya had, the others recognized Bella from photos.

Bella tells them her story, including about the time Laurent tried to kill her. Irina is infuriated by the "accusation" and claims Bella is lying. Eleazar and Tanya manage to talk Irina down. Eleazar reasons that Bella is telling the truth as it would explain why Laurent never returned. (Because he was killed by the wolves). Bella spends her spring break getting to know the Denali coven. Tanya also confesses her feelings to Bella and that she wishes to make Bella her mate. Bella tells Tanya that she's falling for her, but after everything she's been through she needs time to think about becoming a vampire. Tanya and Bella return to school and finish the semester. During the summer, Bella and Tanya travel around Alaska together. A couple weeks after the start of the fall semester 2010, they celebrate Bella's 23rd birthday together. At the end of the fall semester is winter break. While talking on the phone with Charlie, he asks Bella if she's coming home for Christmas. Says the family is real excited to see her. It's revealed that at some point Charlie got remarried to Sue Clearwater. Charlie knows about werewolves but he doesn't know about vampires. Bella has asked the wolves not to reveal that part of the supernatural world to Charlie in an effort to protect him. Bella tells Charlie that she won't be home for Christmas because she already made plans to spend it with a "friend." While Charlie expresses his dissappointment and understanding, Bella blurts out that she lied. Bella elaboretes by explaining that her "friend" is actually her girlfriend and that she was invited to spend the holidays with her family. Charlie is accepting of Bella's bisexuality and reminds her to call more often.

Bella spends winter break in Denali. At some point Tanya and Kate get into a sparring match. It's only for fun, but Kate uses her power to get the upper hand. When Bella sees that Tanya is in pain, she accidently and subconsciously projects her shield to protect Tanya. It's only for a moment, and it only slightly reduces Kate's affect on Tanya, but it's enough for Eleazar to tell that Bella is a shield. Though because she's human it's extremely underdeveloped. During the new year, Bella tells Tanya she loves her and that she's willing to become a vampire. She only asks that Tanya wait until after graduation for Tanya to change her.

That summer, Bella finds out from Charlie that Phil has died in a mysterious homicide and that Renee has gone missing. Bella attends Phil's funeral with Leah and Seth. The wolves suspect that a vampire is at play so Seth and Leah are there to protect Bella. After the funeral, Bella returns to Alaska. Over the next couple years, Renee is searched for but never found. She's eventually presumed dead. During this time, Eleazar and Kate find ways to help Bella develop her shielding ability. Kate also teaches Bella some fighting techniques. In September of 2013, Bella celebrates her 26th birthday. Tanya wants the day to be special as it will be Bella's last birthday. Bella graduates from college in December with her bachelor's degree and before the new year, Tanya turns Bella into a vampire.

Part 2?

[legofanguy]

Werecat Midna

A Legend of Zelda werewolf AU featuring Midna from Twilight Princess. I made Midna a werecat as she has been called a kitty.

Midna begins her story to Zelda, "Well, let just said that my life in my old home was awful with my father wanting me to marry a sicko and I run away from home thanks to being a werecat. I travel in the road for awhile until I hear about this farm offering a job opening and it seems like a nice place to hide out for awhile. I didn't knew that was where I meet Anakin."

The bus arrived at the farm on the afternoon and Midna and three other young men are drop off. After a search around the farm, Midna and the three men head to the main office of the farm, which would be inside the farmhouse.

As the four enter the house and head to a closed door, they hear a woman talking to someone, "I don't get why you are getting paranoid, honey. I'm sure that these new farm hands are just nice folks." and a man voice from the other side of the door said, "I want to see if we can thrust them, and if they are the same as us. If they are like us, I need to know if they can follow me." Midna doesn't like the sound of that as the woman said to him, "Just because you are the head here doesn't mean that you have to be controlling everyone here. It's not like everything is on you." One of the men open the door to the office and the pair, a red hair woman in a white dress sitting on the desk and a blond hair one eye man wearing a green shirt and jeans, see the four and the man said to them, "Ah, you must be the new farmhands." and walk up to them, "My name is Morhoam. I run this here farm." and point to the woman, "This is my wife Malon. She help me run the farm since her father was the last owner of this place." Morhoam then ask them, "What are you folks names?" and a young man in blue with a strawberry colored hair, "I'm Shigeru." then a young man in green, "I'm Grebit." and a blond hair man in blue whose is younger than the two men, "I'm Kaze." Midna then introduced herself, "The name is Midna." Morhoam look at Midna with a look that he doesn't trust her and then said to the four, "Alright, I will let my family help you get started. I need to make sure the horses are okay. Just be careful on the full moon night next week. Folks around this part can go crazy on the moon light." Midna don't know why Morhoam said something like that as he left the office.

Malon sign and said, "For the head of this place, he give me the task of giving orders to the farm hands." and then said to the four, "Alright, you can start with helping Anakin with the cows." and then call out, "Anakin!" A reddish blond hair young man in farmer clothes come on and ask, "Yes, mom." and Malon introduced Midna and the three men to the reddish blond hair man, "This is my son Anakin. My husband is something of a Star Wars fan. I don't like the Disney movies. through." and then said to her son, "Anakin, these are the new farmhands Midna, Shigeru, Grebit, and Kaze. Can you show them around?" and Anakin reply, "Such thing, mom." and the four followed Anakin while Midna is sure that they were thinking the same thing of how surprising that Malon and Morhoam look so young and appear to be in the same age as their son.

Over the next days, Midna and the new farmhands work in the farm oversee by Morhoam, Anakin, and Boba. Midna could feel that Morhoam have a low option of him, and she planned to leave once the full moon night comes.

As the full moon raise, Midna transform and said to herself, "Alright, time to leave this place. I'm not liking the way that Morhoam look at me." and she climb out of the window of her bedroom on the third floor and onto the rooftop. Midna let out a sigh as she feel the night breeze blow upon her red hair and dark fur until she hear a howl of a wolf. Midna was surprised that there was a wolf in the farm since she was sure that Morhoam and Malon would not allow wolves in their farm.

As Midna explore the farm to look for the wolf, she got tackled to a wall by a gray fur werewolf whose said to Midna, "Well, well. Look who I found here. I should knew there was a reason you smell like cats, Midna." Minda was surprised that the werewolf knew her name until she got his scent and she recognized him as Anakin, and she quickly said in a attempt to escape, "H-Hey Anakin. It's good to see you tonight. Wow, you have grown so much." as she move her hands on his body and it made Anakin nervous as he said, "W-What are you doing?" Midna think to herself, 'Seduce you so I can get the hell out.' while she answer, "I'm just seeing if you are bigger down there, big boy." and Midna lower her hands to Anakin's bottom.

Zelda stop Midna's story by saying to her, "Stop right there, Midna." and ask the other women, "Are you girls telling me that every stories of yours have such kind of lewd scene?" and Hilda ask Zelda, "How do you think we become mates of our men in the first place?" Midna said to Zelda, "Well, I guess I can skip the good part, and tell you what happen after I took Anakin's virginity."

As Midna catch her breath and Anakin has finally fall asleep, the werecat is about to get up when a one eye werewolf and a red hair werehorse woman come before her and the werewolf said in Morhoam's voice while deeper, "Well, well, loke like we got a kitty that take our boy's virginity, Malon." and werehorse Malon said to her husband, "So, she is basically our Anakin's mate and one of our pack now, Morhoam." Morhoam said with a smile, "Yes, she is, Malon. I hope she understand the rules of mating for werewoles that they would take a partner of the person they lost their virginity to." Midna now knew that she has mess up big time.

[lunarcovehq]

Let's waste time Chasing cars Around our heads

FULL MOON REMINDER & THE COUNCIL'S VERDICT

Reminder Lunar Covians! There is a full moon tonight so you are all advised to keep inside. As a reminder, the full moon affects werewolves and sirens. Werewolves are told to remain in Echo Acres with everyone else being advised to keep out of the woods tonight if you are not a wolf. For Sirens, the salt water pools specifically at the Fae Court are for you (the regular pools are still open to residents on the other side of the Emerald Hotel far away from the sirens). You can swim there to your heart's content without the worry of luring any nearby people into the water (though some Sirens still decide to rebel and swim out in the Cove, singing their song for all to hear). This will also be Elena Gomez-Alvaro's first full moon to shift as a newly turned wolf. This full moon is also a Strawberry Moon which tells that it is time to harvest ripe strawberries and is known for its low position in the sky, giving it a warm, golden hue. The Strawberry Moon invites people to reflect on where they've come in their life and begin to plan where they will go, which is timely, given that just after the full moon was a Council meeting to reflect upon the death of Mason Mahir.

The Council meeting this time around was rough to say the least, spanning over the course of two days with much deliberation and back and forth. That being said the information from the meeting that was revealed to the public is as follows-

The Accords have been updated! Please read over the updated accords on the bestiary here.

A trial was held to determine Elena's fate, though before the trial there was much debate over what organization you should try an untriggered werewolf as after they have immediately triggered their curse. Should they be tried as a member of the Coalition, a member of the Pack or as unaffiliated? It was decided that while untriggered werewolves can join the Coalition when they have yet to trigger their curse, after triggering their curse/changing species, they will have up until the full moon to decide whether or not to join the Pack. Their trial will be postponed until then. If they have not joined the Pack after the first full moon, they will be tried as unaffiliated.

Elena was then found guilty at the end of the deliberation for breaking accord #1. She received the following sentence-

Suspension of her license for up to 10 years, which may be shortened to five if she completes remedial driving courses and has no further infractions.

5 to 8 hours of Community Service a week, for the next year. Totaling approximately 260 to 416 hours, not enough to interfere with her livelihood but enough that it will be a solid commitment. These hours will require a sign-off from whoever she's doing them for, and will cover a variety of community activities—from helping with media and music classes at the high school, to assisting with local businesses and events, picking up trash & generally helping with repairs (that we always seem to need.) The point is to help the community she is now a part of, in a way that she can contribute to for years to come, and honors Mason's involvement with the community.

A financial penalty of 5000-10000 dollars, to be paid in monthly installments determined by her financial status. One half of which will be given to the Coven, and the other half to be donated to the Town, who may then choose to put it towards a charity or community development. She may take an interest-free loan from the Pack if she chooses, to help facilitate payment.

Elena will only be allowed to leave the town with permission of the Council, if it's deemed absolutely necessary, for the next 5 years, at which point her punishment will be re-evaluated, to ensure that we still believe they are fair and equitable.

She must undergo training with the Alpha and the Pack to ensure that she develops proper control of her abilities, and will not be a danger to civilians from her new abilities. The Alpha will be the one to determine when she's met those conditions, and until then is subject to only shifting within the bounds of Echo Acres. Any violation of this will result in a more serious restriction going forward, including increased monitoring and potential confinement, which the Alpha and the Pack will be responsible for ensuring and upholding. A representative from the Coven may check in at any time they wish, to make sure the set guidelines are being followed, as long as doing so doesn't overly invade on her privacy.

If Elena intentionally causes any harm to any member of the Coven or other citizen, or violates any other Accord from this point forward, the punishment will be severe (potentially Abjuration).

Elena will need to make a public PSA aimed at both drivers and pedestrians, reminding all to be mindful of their surroundings as a pedestrian and behind the wheel. It will be aired on the local news and played on the radio waves during Mason’s usual show time.

The Council also decided to reduce Rohan Persaud sentence due to good behavior, permitting him, should he ever turn/lose his magic, to join the other organizations. Rohan is still banned from the Coven however and if Rohan ever gives the Council a reason to, his sentence could go back into effect/future actions could be taken.

In terms of Mason's missing organ, the Council will be working with the Sheriff's department together. The Deputy Sheriff and the soon-to-be future Sheriff will attend council meetings on occasion for briefings. They are checking in with the local hospitals and morgues around Lunar Cove to see if any surgeries have been conduction with someone who fits Mason's description.

The council has also decided to hire Solstice Therapy to conduct a town-wide trust building event which will be our next event that kicks off in July being the "Campfire Retreat"!

ANNOUNCEMENTS

The plot drop is completely optional for you to react to IC, so if you’d like your character to react to the above, you are more than welcome to, but please don’t feel obligated to.

After some deliberation, we have decided to update the WC for the town sheriff to be for the Deputy Sheriff which you can fine here. While we wait for the WC to be filled, we will have an NPC town Sheriff who is newly instated by the name of Adonis Ridgeport (age 41, they/them pronouns). Adonis used to the Deputy Sheriff of the Sheriff department back in the day, but retired a few years back before Lorelai Cavanaugh was instated. Adonis never worked with Lorelai Cavanaugh and, for that reason, was offered the position. They are well aware that some people in town will be wary of them stepping into this position, but they are up for the challenge and feel a strong obligation to turn the Sheriff's department around.

There is now a tip line at the Sheriff's department that is managed by the Deputy Sheriff, though it has been receiving a number of prank calls. If you'd like to submit a prank call, please submit the below form to the Lunarcoveinspo blog here-

Character Name: Alias they went by when calling: Description of Prank Call: