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This is a side blog run by @ebiemidnightlibrarian, focusing on my OC'S (Original Characters), their respective stories and universe.
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Meet Ebie's Children of the Moon!
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๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ lorian carfell will curse your soul
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ lorian carfell โฑโพ carfell aesthetics โฑโพ lorian aurelius carfell โฑโพ aurelius carfell
โฑโพ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ซ ๐๐ฏ๐ โฑโพ
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ haester grimald is a creature of the night
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ haester grimald โฑโพ haester aesthetics โฑโพ haester malakhai grimald
โฑโพ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ซ ๐๐ฏ๐ โฑโพ
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ father romero is haunted in every sense of the word
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ mateo romero โฑโพ father mateo romero โฑโพ romero aesthetics โฑโพ father romero
โฑโพ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ซ ๐๐ฏ๐ โฑโพ
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐
๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ henry prescott was bitten by a werewolf
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ henry prescott โฑโพ prescott aesthetics โฑโพ henry grant bradshaw-prescott โฑโพ sir henry prescott
โฑโพ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ซ ๐๐ฏ๐ โฑโพ
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ sebastian blackwood is tormented body and soul
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ sebastian blackwood โฑโพ sebastian aesthetics โฑโพ sebastian amadeus blackwood โฑโพ lucien darvell corvin
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๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐
๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ madeleine holmwood is hunting a werewolf
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ madeleine marion holmwood โฑโพ madeleine holmwood โฑโพ the werewolf's hunter
โฑโพ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ซ ๐๐ฏ๐ โฑโพ
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ abigail mortimer is doomed by the narrative
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ abigail katherina mortimer โฑโพ abigail mortimer โฑโพ abby mortimer โฑโพ the warlock's bride
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๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ charity beckford is a vampire killer
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ charity melissa beckford โฑโพ charity beckford โฑโพ cherry beckford โฑโพ the vampire's killer
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๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ helena hawthorne lives in a haunted house
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ helena circe hawthorne โฑโพ helena hawthorne โฑโพ lena hawthorne โฑโพ the ghost's soulmate
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๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ถ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ sister agnes fears the one who lies beneath (technically not her own playlist, but the concept is the same)
๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ agnes fremkel โฑโพ sister agnes fremkel โฑโพ agnes mariah fremkel โฑโพ the shadow's chosen
๐ค๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ฉ ๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฐ thorned roses in the garden of evil โฑโพ children of the moon aesthetics โฑโพ the one who lies beneath โฑโพ serpentarium โฑโพ aleyna carfell โฑโพ naberius carfell โฑโพ the grimald brides โฑโพ hestia grimald โฑโพ lenore grimald โฑโพ andras grimald โฑโพ henry x madeleine โฑโพ lorian x abigail โฑโพ haester x charity โฑโพ seb/lucien x helena โฑโพ mateo x agnes
#henry prescott#henry grant bradshaw-prescott#sir henry prescott#haester malakhai grimald#haester grimald#sebastian amadeus blackwood#sebastian blackwood#lucien darvell corvin#father mateo romero#father romero#mateo romero#thorned roses in the garden of evil#aurelius carfell#lorian carfell#lorian aurelius carfell#the one who lies beneath#the werewolf's hunter#the warlock's bride#the shadow's chosen#the ghost's soulmate#madeleine marion holmwood#madeleine holmwood#abigail katherina mortimer#abby mortimer#abigail mortimer#charity melissa beckford#charity beckford#cherry beckford#agnes fremkel#sister agnes fremkel
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The fairy dog Hunter Walsh
#art#my art#digital art#character design#ocs#original characters#the sticks series#hunter walsh#werewolf#shapeshifter
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๐ Blythe ๐ satyr lycan bloodhunter
( a wolf in sheep's clothing, if you will )
*edit yeah I'm changing her name from Fora methinks
#dnd 5e#satyr#blood hunter#lycanthropy#character design#sketch#my art#fantasy#dnd#oc#dnd art#fantasy art#original character#dnd pc#dnd satyr#dnd bloodhunter#dnd blood hunter#werewolf#werewolves#dnd werewolf
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Thinking about a yandere werewolf, but not just any werewolfโฆ a bounty hunter. And he has it bad for his you. Cowboy Werewolf!
Yandere Shorts: Like I Love You
Yandere werewolf x fem reader
TW: obsession, delusional themes, abo dynamic, horror, gore (mentioned), death of characters, neglectful husband, betrayal, cheating husband, forced relationship, mention of baby trapping, and behavior that should not be romanticized
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Rolfe was currently on a huntโฆ his target is a sickly preacherโs, one that should be easy enough. Her own husband had paid him quite the pretty penny to off her. Poor little lamb didnโt stand a chance in the wilderness of this world. Not when she had enemies close to her side such as an unfaithful husband and a conniving best friend. He almost felt sorry for his prey
He arrived a day later, his clawed fingers dragged through a lock of her hair as he inhaled her scent. She smelledโฆ delicious. And she was so vulnerable too with her nape out that just begged for his teeth to be driven intoโฆ
Rolfe shook his head before he went back into a trance when she subconsciously leaned into his touch. His hand moved up and grazed her temple that felt as if it were ablaze. Poor woman had a feverโฆ
โDarling? Did you finally come to me?โ Her voice was a bit delirious with sickness as she kissed his hands. Each kiss made him feel as if he was her beloved. It took everything in him not to loudly whine like a dog. โI missed you so much James. Iโm sorry I got sick again.โ
Rolfe didnโt say a word before he continued to drag his rough palms through her hair. His heart hammered in his chest and his wolf clawed inside his brain to be released. It seemed this woman before himโฆ was his fated mate.โ
Rolfe bent down and buried his nose into the crook of her neck to deeply inhaled. Oh yesโฆ this lassy was his for the takin.
Rolfe began to slowly nurse her back to health rather than off her. An action that made his employer question him. Why on earth would a monster nurse such a nuisance back to health? She was always near deathโs door. What use was such a delicate woman in the Wild West?
โWhen are you going to off (your name)? Sheโs an easy target.โ
โI have honor as a bounty hunter. It must be a hunt.โ Rolfe snarled at (your name)โs husband, James, the man who dared to keep her sick due to his lack of care. Had that scrawny man have no pride as a man? The pastor made him sick.
โSheโs easy to pick off right now. Iโd really like this to be over and done with so I can marry Helen. This is why I hired a monster-โ Rolfe picked James up from the ground by his throat as James gasped for air.
โYou are a foolish, greedy man. Are you sure you are truly a man of god?โ Rolfe growled, showing his fangs. His dark, muscular form largely towered over Jamesโs lithe frame. โYouโre a pathetic man.โ
Rolfe soon went back to the care of (your name). The werewolf rubbed his cheeks all over her bed and her body to scent herโฆ he needed to get rid of Jamesโs scent. Rolfe wouldnโt let another have her and hurt her againโฆ heโd spirit her away.
Rolfe wondered how many pups sheโd want. If theyโd be pretty like her but strong like himโฆ if sheโd pepper him with nips and kisses everyday. If sheโd beg him for his knot on the next full moon as he properly mated her?
โDarling?โ (Your name) reached for his face and Rolfe was quick to put his face in them. A needy whine escaped his throat while he nuzzled her. She was his precious mateโฆ
He snarled when he saw Helen enter. The woman scoffed at him in disgust.
โUgh. James and I are tired of waiting. You have been here over a month! We want you gone beast. Weโll do it ourselves.โ
โSo youโre cancelling the contract?โ He hummed while he continued to tenderly kiss (your name)โa palms. โAre you sure? Did you read the fine print?โ
โYes. We donโt need your kind here, true love will prevail-โ Helen didnโt even have time to scream before a giant black wolf hybrid had dug itโs fangs into her throat and ripped it apart like wrapping paper. Blood splattered all over the floor and walls as Helen could only helplessly choke on her own blood.
โYesโฆ true love will prevail.โ He muttered with a a satisfied hum. โMy mate will be so happy.โ
Meanwhile, James fled into the forest for dear life. That beast had gotten Helen! The two of them couldnโt believe the werewolf would turn on him.
James loudly leapt when he heard something large chase him through the underbrush on all fours. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears and feel his sweat pool down his back in puddles. He needed to get to the church! A demon such as the bounty hunter couldnโt possibly enter there-
But James was knocked to the ground as an agonized shriek fell from his lips. The werewolf began to shake and mangle his leg like the bloodthirsty beast it wasโฆ
โLet me go! Let me go! I didnโt do anything-โ
Rolfe chuckled darkly. The black werewolf dropped his legs and glanced his beastly head at James. โOh but she never did anything eitherโฆ all she did was foolishly love you.โ
โW-what do you mean? Are you talking about-โ Jamesโs words were muffled by the paw like hand that covered his mouth. Rolfe shushed him.
โShhh. You may have failed to pay me and cancel my contract but I had gotten something far more valuable from this transaction. Something most werewolves dream to find in their lifetimesโฆ a fated mate!โ Rolfe sighed dreamily. โYou may have failed as a protector and provider, but I surely wonโt! You have given me something more valuable than any coin could offerโฆ yet you were neglectful to her. Such a shame really.โ
โIโฆ Iโll do anything! Just take her and let me live.โ
โAh but I canโt do that. Not when she still calls for you at night. Noโฆ you have to be eliminated. Destroyed, really. You can no longer exist on the same planet as her! You are in the way of my love!โ
Loud screams of terror ringed out throughout the crisp night air and then it was silence.
Rolfe returned hours later scrubbed clean of blood while he crawled into the bed with his darling mate. He sighed in contentment when she cuddled him. Yesโฆ it may take time to train her properly, but he was sure he could do it. He could make her love him. Just like he loved her.
#female reader#yandere fic#yandere imagine#yandere x reader#yandere oc#yandere oc x reader#yandere oc x you#yandere oc x y/n#yandere x you#yandere x darling#yandere x y/n#yandere werewolf#yandere monster#monster fucker#monster smut#monster x human#Yandere bounty hunter#Yandere male#vampire x reader#yandere vampire#yandere monster x reader#yandere imagines#yandere original character#yandere fantasy#yandere female#yandere obsession#yandere boy#yandere#yandere man#delusional yandere
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Happy Halloween !
Grand-mother was kidnapped by a silver were-wolf ! For the sake of saving her, Red Riding Hood will become a monster hunter with the help of a mysterious fungus witch... will they be able to find Grand-Mother in time ?
#my art#genshin impact#genshinimpact#collei#genshin impact collei#tighnari#genshin impact tighnari#cyno#genshin impact cyno#faruzan#genshin impact faruzan#based on my halloween AU of 2023 !!#i found my old comic and wow I laughed a lot#wish I could finish so i can share it to you all !#bahaha the drawing being epic and cool and the story is full comedy ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ#there is also alhaitham and kaveh in this AU... Alhaitham is a professional Monter hunter and Kaveh a werewolf too but I think I will change#kaveh as a vampire. he would looks cool as a vampire.#i struggle for the background ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ#hope u like it !
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I think thereโs something wrong with my copy of twilight
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plus flat vers
#huntlow#willow park#hunter toh#val art#toh#the owl house#Vampire obsessed with wolves gets werewolf gf#and the crowd cheers#still have art block but iโm pretty happy with this#expect potential monster au shenanigans in the future tho#monster!au
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Monster hunter bone set, stray
Gift art for enemypup! Their big werewoo in the bone set from Monster Hunter world
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doodles
#I know a white background HATES to see me coming#trollhunters#tales of arcadia#toa#claire nuรฑez#jim lake jr#aaarrrgghh#au#my art#monster hunter au#troll!jim#werewolf!claire
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two more monster hunter au doodles before I sleep
#doctorsiren#gravity falls#stanford pines#stanley pines#gravity falls fanart#monster hunter pines au#digital art#my art#procreate#Stanley getting heightened senses bc werewolf and then understanding Stanford when he gets overstimulated is so important to me#I actually did these yesterday while at a house belonging to a family I do not know for thanksgiving#and I too was overstimulated and wanted to leave so a tad bit of projection here ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ซถ#Iโm all shaky rn bc The Gang and I were playing Phasmophobia HSIJHIUDHUDI#this too is yureiโฆ (the ghost type)
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A werewolf boyfriend giving you a quick kiss while he steals a couple fries off your plate is the same as a dog doing tricks for table scraps you cannot change my mind.
#'if I'm cute enough i will earn food'#oh you're a big hunter?#you're a monster?#you're a lap dog giving puppy dog eyes#trading in your pride for a little snack#werewolf#werewolves#werewolf x reader#werewolf boyfriend
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On the topic of Hunter's first shift in the Human Realm, he locks himself in the bathroom that night and gets found by Amity in the morning, who immediately recognizes him and calls Luz to ease him out of a panic attack. Luz gives him a blanket (because the bathroom floor is freezing cold) and lets him try to calm down enough by himself to shift back. Unfortunately, it doesn't really work.
Werewolf AU Masterpost
#the owl house#hunter toh#flapjack toh#digital art#toh fanart#fanart#my art#toh hunter#toh au#toh werewolf hunter au
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werewolves and country mice
#art#my art#digital art#comic#character design#ocs#original characters#web comic#hunter walsh#cw implied sa#werewolf#werewolves#the sticks series
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Blythe ๐ in all her yule finery
#decided that her weapons are dual firestokers#blythe#satyr#lycan#werewolf#faun#dnd character#ttrpg art#dnd art#dnd#dnd blood hunter#dnd bloodhunter#dnd druid#druid#yule#dnd tiefling#tiefling#fantasy art#fantasy#digital art#my art#oc#procreate
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pov: you killed a robber with your world of darkness books, now you need to hide the body.
#world of darkness#vampire the masquerade#changeling the dreaming#wod#vtm#werewolf the apocalypse#wta#ctd#hunter the reckoning#htr#ttrpg#ttrpg memes
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โหเฟ โหเฟ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐ ; ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐หโ๐๐หโ
โฃ pack!tf141 x witch!reader
โฃ chapter summary; torn by their obsession, the pack crumblesโnow feral shadows of themselves. ghost, spiraling into hunger and rage, unleashes his fury.
โ ๏ธ warnings; obsessive behaviour, unhealthy coping mechanisms, violence (sybil gets hurt!), blood and gore
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The Rose District was a place of shadowsโwhere the dimly lit streets bled into the underworld, where the stench of decay lingered in the air, and whispers of trouble hid behind every corner. Ghost had never liked coming here, but tonight, he had a purpose.
You had been raving about some rare herb for the past few days, an ingredient you couldnโt find anywhere else. Ghost, seemingly indifferent to your ramblings, had made a mental note to find it for you.
He moved with silent efficiency, his half-wraith nature allowing him to blend easily into the darkness. His eyes scanned the corners for any signs of the itinerant vendor he knew to hang around the area. The herb was supposed to be rareโdangerously soโbut he couldnโt bring himself to care beyond getting it and making you happy.
That was, until he heard a soft voice, muffled and frightened, cutting through the usual hum of the Rose District. It wasnโt the sound itself that drew himโplenty of people got into trouble hereโbut there was something in the air, a pull.
He stepped out of the shadows, his eyes narrowing as he saw the scene unfold a few feet away. A young womanโher honey-brown hair gleaming faintly in the dim lightโstood cornered by a group of rough-looking men. They smirked, closing in, their intentions clear and unkind.
Ghost could have turned away. He didnโt know her, and getting involved in these kinds of situations wasnโt exactly his style. But something in him shifted, a tug in his chest that he couldnโt quite shake. He sighed, his usual apathy mixing with a sense of obligation he couldnโt place, and stepped forward.
โLeave her,โ he said, his voice low, barely a whisper, but it carried an unmistakable weight. The men froze, eyes flicking up toward him. They were the type to recognize danger when it appeared, and Ghostโhis towering frame half-hidden by his hoodโwas clearly not a figure to be trifled with.
One of the men sneered but backed off, motioning for the others to follow suit. โNot worth it,โ he muttered under his breath, casting one last leer at the girl before disappearing into the shadows.
Ghost watched them retreat, then turned to the girl. She was trembling slightly, her brown eyes wide with fear and gratitude. This was routine for him, helping folk when he had to, stepping in only when necessary. He was about to turn and leave, to forget this ever happened, when she spoke.
โThank you,โ she whispered, her voice soft, vulnerable.
Something about it made him pause, just for a moment.
โAre you hurt?โ he asked, his voice rough, more out of habit than genuine concern.
She shook her head, a slight smile forming on her lips, but before she could respond, her hand brushed his arm.
It was nothingโjust a fleeting touch, accidental. But in that instant, something shifted. Ghost pulled back slightly, confused by the sudden wave of emotion crashing over him. It was subtle, at first, just a faint whisper in the back of his mind, but the longer he looked at her, the louder it became.
He tried to shake it off, tried to remember why he had come to the Rose District in the first placeโthere was something he needed to find, something important.
A strange sensation crawled up his spine, sinking deep into his mind. He feltโฆ tethered, as if something in him latched onto her presence, a root slowly winding its way into his thoughts, making her impossible to ignore. His apathy slipped away, replaced by a growing need to stay close, to keep her safe, to protect.
He found himself stepping closer instead of retreating, his usual detached composure slipping as he studied her. She didnโt seem aware of the effect she was having, of the slow, insidious way she was beginning to unravel everything inside him.
โWhat are you doing here?โ he asked, his voice a little softer than before. The words felt automatic, like he was trying to regain control, but his mind was already clouded.
โI got lost,โ she said, her eyes darting nervously toward the dark streets surrounding them. โI didnโt mean toโthank you, again. Iโm Leah by the way.โ
Ghostโs thoughts were hazy now, unfocused, as he repeated her name over and over again in his mind.
โWe should go,โ he muttered, gesturing for her to follow him. He couldnโt explain it, couldnโt understand why he felt this way, but he couldnโt leave her alone now. Not when the pull was so strong.
By the time they reached the edge of the district, the thought of the herb he was supposed to find for you had completely faded from his mind. All that mattered was Leahโand keeping her near.
. . .
Plates sat piled in the sink, crusted and acrid with the remnants of old meals. Dust had settled over every surface, thick and undisturbed. The smell of neglect filled every corner, the windows streaked with grime, letting in only the barest slivers of weak, muted light.
The pack's home lay in shambles, reflecting the twisted obsession that had taken root in their minds. Every room told the same storyโuntouched and uncared and ignored like everything else that wasnโt Leah.
Johnโs instincts as a hunterโthe sharpness, the clarity of purposeโhad dulled, eroded by worry and exhaustion. He barely left the house, even though he shouldโve been out there, doing what he did best, leading them. His guns, his gear, lay untouched, gathering dust in the corner. The man who had always been their steady hand, their anchor in the storm, was unravelling, his focus split between trying to hold the pack together and his concern for the woman who had somehow become the centre of all their lives.
Gaz rarely touched his books now, his once-meticulous study routine had been discarded, left to gather dust along with the shelves sagging under the weight of broken trinkets and forgotten potions. The thought of casting a spell, of focusing on anything outside of Leah, seemed almost impossible now.
Soap, once the energetic heart of their pack, had become consumed by his inner beast. His werewolf side, once held in check by a fierce loyalty and steady self-control, had slipped its leash. The wildness in him had grown more pronounced, his pacing erratic, his growls more frequent. He snapped at the others, a low, rumbling threat in his throat whenever they got too close. His restlessness filled the air, his anxious energy like static that crackled between them all.
And then there was Ghost. Of them all, he was the worst.
He had stopped taking the tonics you prepared especially for himโthose essential mixtures that kept his half-wraith nature in check. Without them, the feral part of him had completely taken over, spiralling out of control. His skin had taken on a pale, deathly hue, his eyes burning red with the hunger that gnawed at him from within.
Things eventually did break apart.
The air in the house was thick with tension as the four of them gathered around in the dim light of the living room, a fire crackling in the hearth but offering no warmth.
Leah, despite having her own space above Laswellโs bar, had made herself at home in their place. It seemed so natural at first, like she belonged there among them. For a while, she stood out in the chaos, pristine and pretty amid the disarray.
But then, a sudden illness settled over her.
She had stopped eating days ago, and with every shallow breath she took, each spiralled deeper into their own madness.
The tension was unbearable, each day blending into the next, an endless cycle of sleepless nights and anxious pacing. They had stopped caring for themselves and each other. Fights broke out over nothing, their frustrations boiling over with every glance, every word.
The house that had once been a home was no longer a sanctuary. It was a reflection of the decay in their hearts, a hollow shell of what it had once been, crumbling under the strain of their obsession love.
โShe needs more than we can give her,โ Gaz said quietly, his voice laced with frustration. He rubbed his temples, as if trying to ward off the pounding headache that had settled on his temple for days. โIโve tried every spell I know. None of itโs working.โ
โSpells?โ Johnny scoffed, his pacing agitated. โSpells arenโt whatโs gonna fix her. We need to get her out of here, take her to someone who knows what theyโre doing.โ
โAnd who, exactly, is that, Soap?โ Price shot back, his voice rising. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his face shadowed with exhaustion. โYou think thereโs someone out there who can handle this? Someone we can trust with Leah?โ
Soap growled low in his throat, his enlarged nails flexing at his sides. โBetter than sitting here, watching her waste away while you all argue over nothing.โ
โWe donโt know even whatโs wrong with her!โ Gaz snapped, losing his temper.
โAnd sitting here debating it is helping how?โ Soap shot back, his eyes flashing in the low light. โWeโve been going around in circles for days. Sheโs getting worse, and all we do is talk, talk, talk!โ
Price stepped forward, his face dark with anger. โWe canโt just run off blindly. You think youโll make it two blocks without something worse happening? The moment we leave this houseโโ
โThis house is a tomb!โ Soap snarled, his voice cracking. โSheโs dying in there, and you want to sit here, playing it safe? Youโre the one losing it, Price. Youโve lost your edge. Youโre not thinking straight.โ
Price moved so quickly that Johnny barely had time to react. They were face to face in an instant, both of them bristling with raw anger, their tempers flaring. โYou want to say that again?โ Price growled, the hunter in him itching to lash out.
Gaz stood up abruptly, pushing them apart with a frustrated grunt. โEnough! This isnโt helping anyone, least of all Leah.โ He turned to Ghost, who had been eerily silent throughout the argument. โGhost, youโve barely said a word. What do you think?โ
Ghost, standing in the corner, his form barely visible in the shadows, seemed almost detached from the scene. His eyes, bloodshot and wild, flicked to Gaz, but there was no recognition there, only a raw, feral hunger. He hadnโt taken his tonic in days, and it showedโthe half-wraith within him was clawing its way to the surface, gnawing at the last vestiges of control he had left.
โWeโre wasting time,โ Ghost finally muttered, his voice guttural, barely human. His muscles twitched with unspent energy, his body wound tight as if ready to explode. โSheโs dying. And weโre doing nothing.โ
โWe know that,โ Gaz said softly, trying to reach him. โBut we canโt justโโ
Ghostโs eyes flickered, a dark intensity flashing across his face. โThen stop talking. Do something. Or get out of my way.โ
Before anyone could react, Ghost was gone. He moved with inhuman speed, disappearing through the door in a blur of shadow and cold air. They barely had time to process it before the chill of his absence settled into the room.
Price cursed under his breath, turning back to the others. โDamn it, heโs gone feral.โ
Soapโs pacing resumed, even more agitated now. โWe canโt keep him locked up forever. He was bound to snap.โ
โAnd now what?โ Gaz asked, his voice hoarse with worry.
But despite the renewed sense of urgency, the argument had changed nothing. Leah still lay feverish in the other room, her condition worsening by the hour. And with Ghost gone, it felt as if the last thread holding them together had finally snapped.
And outside, in the night, Ghost stalked the streets, driven by an insatiable thirst, slipping deeper into the feral haze that consumed him. The city, bathed in the cool autumn moonlight, was ripe for hunting.
. . .
That cool evening you strolled through the dim streets with Sybil at your side. It was a rare moment of quiet, a stolen breath of normalcy after weeks of carefully orchestrating your life away from the pack.
No contact, no messages, no nothing. You were trying to move on, and of course failing miserably.
You tugged your cloak tighter around your shoulders when something suddenly feltโฆ wrong. An icy chill washed over you, setting your nerves on edge, like a storm creeping in from the horizon.
Then you saw him.
Ghost.
His eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, were bloodshot, wide with hunger, glowing faintly in the dark like a feral animal.
Then you noticed the blood. Fresh streaks ran down his arms and neck, his clothes stained and torn, his skin smeared with it. Clearly not his own. He had already hurt someone. Maybe worse.
Your heart dropped into your stomach.
โSimon?โ you called his name softly.
He didnโt answer. He just stared. Unblinking. And then, with terrifying speed, he lunged.
Panic surged through you, and without thinking, you ranโyour only thought was to get back to the shop. Trusting wholly that Sybil was by your side, you sprinted through the streets, your breath coming in frantic bursts, the pounding of his feet behind you growing louder, faster.
You barely made it through the door, slamming it shut and locking it just in time. But there was no time to catch your breath. Ghost was right behind you, slamming into the door with such force that it cracked. Your heart was racing in your chest as the door gave way under the weight of his attack, splintering open.
He barged in, and the destruction began.
He tore through the shop like a whirlwind, knocking over everything in his path in his blind attempt to catch you. Shelves collapsed under his weight, glass bottles shattered, herbs spilled across the floor, the once-familiar scents mixing with the pungent stench of blood and sweat.
โStop!โ you screamed, but it was useless. He couldnโt hear you. Couldnโt stop.
He pounced at you again, and Sybil, ever fearless and faithful, intercepted him. She sank her teeth into his leg, snarling fiercely, and for a moment, it slowed him down. He roared in pain, staggering, his bloodshot eyes narrowing in fury. But with one hard swipe of his hand, he sent her flying across the room. She hit the wall with a pained whine, her body crumpling to the floor.
โSybil!โ you wailed, heart splintering at the sight of her.
He stumbled on his injured leg, collapsing like a rag doll. But he wasnโt done.
Before you could react, his hand shot out and latched onto your ankle, dragging you down with terrifying strength. You hit the floor hard, pain shooting up your leg as he pulled you toward him, his grip crushing, his nails digging into your skin, drawing blood.
You cried in pain, instinctively twisting your body and kicking himโhard and square in the jaw. The impact was brutal, and his head snapped back with a sickening crack. For a moment, his grip slackened, and you scrambled to your feet, gasping for breath.
But it still wasnโt enough. Not nearly enough.
You limped towards the cauldron over the hearth, the brew still bubbling inside, before latching fiercely into it and toppling it towards him. The boiling liquid splashed all across the floor and against Ghost. His howl of pain ripped through the air as steam rose as his skin sizzled and burned, blistering down to the bone where the unfinished position had hit him.
You were barely holding on as you manoeuvre yourself around him and the torrid concoction, your body trembling as you picked up Sybil and darted towards the stair, desperate to get away. Every step was agony, your ankle throbbing from where heโd grabbed you.
You managed to slam the door to your apartment shut, locking it with shaking hands, but it felt so fragile. Too fragile. The sounds of Ghostโs growls echoed below, followed by the scraping of claws on wood.
He was coming.
You fumbled for your phone, hands shaking uncontrollably as you dialled Laswellโs number. The line rang and rang, but there was no answer. Your heart sank, panic rising again. You tried over and over, but no response came.
The door shuddered as he reached it, his nails scratching and clawing at the wood, a relentless assault that made your heart pound painfully in your chest. You clutched Sybil tightly in your arms, her body trembling against yours. She was hurt, but alive. You pressed your face into her fur, tears streaming down your cheeks as the scratching continued, a reminder that he wasnโt going to stop. Not until he had you.
The weight of it allโGhostโs betrayal, the destruction of your shop, Sybilโthreatened to suffocate you.
All you could do was wait. Wait for the sun to rise, for the light to finally push back the nightmare.
But deep down, you feared that by then, it might be too late.
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Here's a little post explaining the designs of the main two in my aCiP AU/fanfic!! :]
Sonic's original outfit was unfortunately ruined during his first face-off with the beast the hunters were called in to deal with, so Amy had lent her sweater and gloves to him! The setting is in late fall, so it's pretty cold. His gloves were actually destroyed when he transformed for the first time, but he simply told Amy and the rest he lost them. The jacket he wears is a signature of his profession, he's pretty proud of it!
During his encounter with the beast he also gained two injuries that made it difficult for him to walk or move, one on his leg and the other on his side. They were healed after his first transformation, but he continues pretending to hurt so the others don't find out about it, obviously, as it would be pretty suspicious.
Shadow wears the old trenchcoat he has from who knows where mostly for warmth and only during the day. He's pretty fluffy at night so the coldness doesn't affect him too much!
He still has limiter rings for backstory reasons, ones that will be revealed sometime in the future! He takes good care of them and they remain on his body even in werehog form.
Shadow doesn't visit any settlements, so he doesn't care much for hiding his identity in the woods. He only allows himself to be seen during the day by those he chooses.
I'll describe their werehog forms sometime later!! :] I'm very brainrotten about this silly au so I could talk about it for hours ehe
#sonic the hedgehog#sonic#shadow#shadow the hedgehog#sonic and shadow#werehog#sonic the werehog#shadow the werehog#werewolf au#werewolf#monster hunter au#sonadow#a change in perspective
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