#v: eхιle wιll noт нold мy lιғe нoѕтage ғorever ( мaιn; werewolғ \ ғandoмleѕѕ & тeen wolғ ιnѕp. )

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@sxmebrxs for alcide as plotted :3

the weather was not his friend today. night shift had dragged him thorugh pouring rain & while he had spent much of it safely in the car, he still got drenched every time they left it to take care of someone. five emergencies in the first six hours. he was exhausted, but had agreed last week to keep alcide, the handsome wolf currently rebuilding his family home for him, company when he could.

admittedly, he didn't remember everything about his old home, but enough to help. he'd had barely enough time to drive home, shower, grab some food (because food was important) & drive out to the old, burned-down hale mansion. he was a little late, again. but he really couldn't skip that shower after a long night of work & he definitely couldn't skip breakfast.

there he was, vincent couldn't help a stupid smile at the sight & goddamnit, who allowed that guy to look like this anyway? stop. don't be ridiculous. pissing off the guy paid to rebuild the mansion would not end well. "morning."

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@heartsurpluss​ || as kinda plotted for tom!! 

a soft breeze, refreshing & gentle in its touch was the only reason vincent was out in the woods, enjoying one fine, summer evening deep in the woods. he’d not lived in the small town adjacent to it for very long, but he’d spent enough time around to hear the stories of the mines. not a fan of horror, be it movies or stories - he’d paid it little to no mind & decided to explore the woods on his own, see its beauty with his own eyes instead of letting others tell him what to do, or how to think about nature in this region. 

away from town, the smells were different - more unique & a lot less chemical, but the scent of blood was.. still unusual. he sat up, sniffed the air curiously - the scent so, so tempting to chase. maybe it was the wolf inside wanting to feed, or maybe it was the paramedic within, but he packed his rucksack & followed his nose all the way to .. a corpse? no, he heard a faint heart beat. still alive. he was bleeding, unconscious, but fighting. werewolf strength made it easy to carry the stranger back to his place, though avoiding human eyes on the way was less easy. he managed, though & patched the man up as best as he could. limited options at home. he placed the man in his bed & made some sandwiches to put in the fridge (not all, though, he was hungry) for when the stranger woke. 

now all he could do was wait..

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new tag dump

v: eхιle wιll noт нold мy lιғe нoѕтage ғorever ( мaιn; werewolғ \ ғandoмleѕѕ & тeen wolғ ιnѕp. ) v: ѕoғт cυв warм cυв lιттle вall oғ ғυr ( тeen; werewolғ \ ғandoмleѕѕ & тeen wolғ ιnѕp. ) v: тнe мoon ιѕ мy нoмe. тнe leaѕн ιѕ noт ( slave; werewolғ \ peт verѕe ) v: тнe color oғ yoυr eyeѕ can вe deceιvιng ( oмega; werewolғ \ aвo dynaмιcѕ ) v: вrιng мe вacĸ a dog ιn тнe neхт lι��e ( reвorn нellнoυnd; ѕpn ) v: нυмan lιveѕ are on тнe lιne ( мaιn aυ; нυмan \ ғandoмleѕѕ )

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@fxrkas || as plotted <3

an empty fridge was an atrocity, so whenever he ran low on .. well anything, he went to the store on the other side of the town to stock up. why that store & not one close to him? because they had his favorite meats. he had a car & he had the money, so why not? he was browsing, working his way through the aisles, one shelf after another when a scent hit his nose. familiar, yet.. not. he knew that scent, he knew it better than he’d like to admit & it brought a bitter taste with it. yet, curious he let his eyes roam - left & right, but the origin of that mysterious scent was nowhere to be found, so he moved on. his basket was overflowing by the time that scent yet again hit him right on the nose. 

he spun around to find a a rather tall man rummaging through a shelf behind him. light frown on his face, he decided to explore & snuck up on the other. hand on his shoulder, he tapped gently. “...i know this probably sounds weird, but uh.. do we know each other?” 

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@godblessrickgrimes​ || as promised

he never thought he’d be off the streets again after all this time in the wild. he had a home once, it was a good home, too, but not for him. it wasn’t mean to last & he thought he’d have to be on his own forever. that had been a few weeks ago. then he met a man with sad eyes & a kind smile. even after that he never thought the man would be his new home. the first night was one of the best in a long time. he had a blanket to sleep on & so much food he could bathe in it. days turned into weeks & vincent earned bed rights soon enough, big ball of fur curled up on a soft mattress right by his owner. his savior.

one morning, though - he wasn’t curled up on himself when he woke. he was curled around someone. he was wound tightly around a human form with his head on a firm chest & limbs slung across. he woke with a soft jolt only to find a pair of blue, curious eyes staring at him. unbeknownst of the form he was in, he sat up & stretched, yawning a little. oh. hand lifted in front of his face like he’d seen it for the first time, fingers wiggled & he glanced down on himself. his fur was gone. 

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Master of my Fate

@tylerxsun || as discussed <3

For a moment all he saw was black. Usually it was red, mostly when the wolf took over and all he could do was try redirect its anger towards an animal of any kind nearby to avoid hurting an innocent human being. But it was different this time when he woke; he immediately knew it hadn’t been a full moon rush - it’d been something different.

His eyes snapped open and he remembered, his skin was too tight and his heart beat too fast as memories flooded him and he found himself helpless in their wake. He heard the growling, he heard a child playing in the woods, giggling and laughing and he heard the wolf’s growl as it emerged from the bushes to leap upon his prey. And he remembered the soaring pain in his shoulder when it hit him instead of the little boy. He’d never been much of a fighter (unless he had to), so he didn’t really do more than hold up the Fort for the time being, but at least the boy had been safe - other than the fact he had laid currently curled up on the ground behind him and crying miserably. 

And then someone came to his aid, he had to be a hunter - nobody else approached fully shifted werewolves on full moon nights like that, not unless they knew what they were doing. Vincent glanced around, groaning softly at the pain in his shoulder when he tried to sit up. A hand came to prod at the bandages, sighing as he let his head flop back down. “...hello?”

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MUSE

тнe wolғ ( vιncenт ) ι мaѕтered conтrol ( wolғ!vιncenт \ мυѕe ) ι'м noт a copy oғ мy вroтнer ( вodyclaιм \ мυѕe ) do ι нave тo wear cloтнeѕ? ( ғaѕнιon \ мυѕe ) нowlιng тo тнe мoon ( нeadcanon \ мυѕe ) мayвe ι do нave qυιrĸѕ ( all тнιngѕ vιncenт \ мυѕe ) ι'м noт a naυgнтy wolғ ( deѕιreѕ \ мυѕe ) can we do тнaт тoo soмeтιмeѕ? ( sнιp тнιngѕ \ мυѕe ) тнe pυp ( yoυng!vιncenт ) тнe woodѕ were never мy нoмe ( vιncenт'ѕ нoмe \ мυѕe )

MUN & OOC

тнe lonely paтн oғ тнe wolғ ( wιѕнlιѕт \ ооc ) вeттer тнan a вone ғor ѕυre ( ғc wιѕнlιѕт \ ооc ) werewolғ aт нearт ( мυn ) ( i мιgнт вe a qυeυe вυт ι'м one oғ a ĸιnd ) even wolveѕ нave a code ( pѕa \ ооc ) ι can do ѕoмe тrιcĸѕ ( мy ѕтυғғѕ \ ооc ) wanna play ғeтcн? ( мeмe \ ооc ) тнoѕe are greaт тoo ( senтence ѕтarтerѕ \ ооc ) oн мan тнιѕ ιѕ preттy ( aeѕтнeтιc poѕт. \ ооc ) yoυ’re all ι нave ( тo ĸeep \ ооc ) yoυ’re noт тryιng тo sneaĸ υp on мe. are yoυ? ( proмo \ ооc ) ι really can roar ( selғ proмo \ ооc )

now тнιѕ ιѕ wнaт ι call an anѕwer ( anѕwered aѕĸ. )

CHARACTERS

тнe тwιn wolғ ( peтer нale )  ѕмellѕ lιĸe нυnтer even agaιnѕт тнe wιnd ( dean wιncнeѕтer ) ғoυnd тнe ѕυn ιn yoυr eyeѕ ( saм wιncнeѕтer ) тнe вored ĸιng & вroĸen мan ( crowley ) wнaт тнe нell ιѕ a ѕтιleѕ? ( sтιleѕ ѕтιlιnѕĸι )  loѕт тo тнe ғιre ( тalιa нale )  wнaт ιѕ a ѕoυrwolғ? ( dereĸ нale )  тнaт ιѕ a мιgнтy ѕcreaм ( lydιa мarтιn )  do coyoтeѕ нowl тoo? ( мalιa нale )  тнe ѕιlver arrow ( cнrιѕ argenт )  daddy deareѕт ( noaн ѕтιlιnѕĸι )  ѕтrawвerry вlonde ѕcreaмer ( lydιa мarтιn ) daмn тнaт'ѕ an aттιтυde ( cora нale ) тнe тrυe alpнa oғ вeacon нιllѕ ( scoтт мccall ) тнe ғaмιly ι вarely ĸnow ( тнe нale pacĸ ) тнe world sтopѕ spιnnιng wнen ι looĸ aт yoυ ( мхleѕнхven‌ \ тнoмaѕ ) тнe secreтѕ oғ мy нearт are ѕaғe wιтн yoυ ( мхleѕнхven‌ \ eldrιcĸ ) no need тo нιde υnderneaтн arмor ( oғхιron \ тony )  alrιgнт вυт wнaт'ѕ a deмon wolғ? ( gaydeмonwolғ \ deυcalιon ) alrιgнт вυт wнaт'ѕ a deмon wolғ? ( deυcalιon ) вιg pawѕ & genтle eyeѕ тo ĸeep мe warм ( ғхrĸaѕ \ ғarĸaѕ ) ѕнerιғғ ғroм υp тнe road awayѕ ( rιcĸ grιмeѕ ) seeιng yoυ ιѕ lιĸe вreaтнιng ғor тнe ғιrѕт тιмe ( xмagιĸĸιngdoмх \ нυnтer )

SHIPS

тнe ғιrѕт and laѕт one тrυe love ( cнrιѕ/vιncenт ) тwo ѕιdeѕ oғ тнe ѕaмe coιn ( peтer/vιncenт ) нe wнo ѕнowed мe love ( вalтнazar/vιncenт ) wнaт ιғ ѕoмeone proтecтed yoυ ғor once? ( тony/vιncenт \ ιronwolғ )     ғaтe нaѕ ѕмιled down υpon υѕ ( eldrιcĸ/vιncenт \ мхleѕнхven‌ )     тнe devιl can'т тear υѕ aparт ( crowley/vιncenт \ ιтѕвιтмхdιnнere ) тнe real yoυ ιѕ all ι ѕee & love ( тнoмaѕ/vιncenт \ мхleѕнхven‌ )     тнe real yoυ ιѕ all ι ѕee & love ( тнoмaѕ/vιncenт \ мaleѕнaven )     ғaтe нaѕ ѕмιled down υpon υѕ ( eldrιcĸ/vιncenт \ мaleѕнaven )     ι don'т ғear тнe darĸneѕѕ ιn yoυr нearт ( deυcalιon/vιncenт \ gaydeмonwolғ )    

NEW VERSES

v: eхιle wιll noт нold мy lιғe нoѕтage ғorever ( мaιn; werewolғ \ ғandoмleѕѕ & тeen wolғ ιnѕp. ) v: ѕoғт cυв warм cυв lιттle вall oғ ғυr ( тeen; werewolғ \ ғandoмleѕѕ & тeen wolғ ιnѕp. ) v: тнe мoon ιѕ мy нoмe. тнe leaѕн ιѕ noт ( slave; werewolғ \ peт verѕe ) v: тнe color oғ yoυr eyeѕ can вe deceιvιng ( oмega; werewolғ \ aвo dynaмιcѕ ) v: вrιng мe вacĸ a dog ιn тнe neхт lιғe ( reвorn нellнoυnd; ѕpn ) v: нυмan lιveѕ are on тнe lιne ( мaιn aυ; нυмan \ ғandoмleѕѕ )

VERSES

v: eхιle wιll noт нold мy lιғe нoѕтage ғorever ( мaιn; seт poѕт ѕeaѕon ₄ ) v: нυмan lιveѕ are on тнe lιne ( human; paraмedιc vιncenт \ aυ ) v: ѕoғт cυв warм cυв lιттle вall oғ ғυr ( yoυng werewolғ; ѕeт pre нale нoυѕe ғιre \ canon ) v: вeтween нoмeworĸ and ғυll мoonѕ ( тeenage werewolғ; ѕeт pre нale нoυѕe ғιre \ canon ) v: тнe мoon ιѕ мy нoмe. тнe leaѕн ιѕ noт ( werewolғ; peт verѕe ѕeттιng \ aυ ) v: eyeѕ can вe deceιvιng ( aвo dynaмιcѕ; oмega werewolғ \ aυ ) v: вrιng мe вacĸ a dog ιn тнe neхт lιғe ( reвorn нellнoυnd; ѕpn ) v: lιғe aѕ ιт never waѕ вυт ѕнoυld’ve вeen ( pacĸ нυмan; wonderғυl lιғe \ aυ ) v: нυмan lιveѕ are on тнe lιne ( мaιn aυ; paraмedιc vιncenт \ canon aυ ) v: вrιng мe вacĸ a dog ιn тнe neхт lιғe ( reвorn нellнoυnd; υpon deaтн \ ѕpn ) v: paιn & ѕυғғerιng ιѕ no ѕтandard ѕeттιng ( nυrѕe; ѕeт aт eιcнen нoυѕe \ aυ ) v: тнe вadge ιѕ мy lιғe. noтнιng elѕe мaттerѕ ( polιce oғғιcer; neтғlιх'ѕ вrιgнт \ aυ ) v: тнe eхιled wolғ reтυrnѕ ( мaιn; ѕeт poѕт ѕeaѕon ₄ )

v: тнe вloodlυѕт oғ a wolғ & тнe нearт oғ a нυмan ( aυ; werewolғ \ тнe wιтcнer )

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wιll yoυ ѕтιll ѕave мe тoмorrow? ( danιel/vιncenт \ endυrιngalpнa )    noвody can ĸeep мe υp aт nιgнт вυт yoυ ( endυrιngalpнa \ danιel )