#werecat au

[screaming-universe]

written for @tommykinardweek day 3: supernatural creatures (werecats) and alpha/omega, though this is gen and not nsfw at all

"So this is not permanent?" Tommy asked, barely being able to glimpse Evan where he was trying to hide in Eddie's arms.

"Yeah," Eddie replied, incessantly stroking Evan's fur and provoking a reluctant purr out of him. "He inhaled enough to keep him like this for a week but once it's all out of his system he'll be back to normal."

Like this was Evan stuck as a cat—but not the lion that Tommy knew. Instead Evan was a small cat that Eddie could easily hold with one arm. Cat shapes came in all forms and sizes but seeing Evan this small was unusual. And possibly quite adorable if Tommy actually managed to catch more than a glimpse of him.

"Oh, I left my phone in the truck," Eddie suddenly said. "Hold him?"

"Of course," Tommy said and held out his hands to receive their mate but said mate responded by yowling and trying to burrow his way past Eddie's elbow and chest. Evan's fur was still sandy but maybe a touch more orange and most importantly: he was the size of a house cat, if even that. He was tiny.

"Oh come on, Buck," Eddie said mercilessly and grabbed Evan. "You got nothing to be ashamed of, except maybe of sticking your nose into things before thinking."

With that he sat Evan into Tommy's hands and Tommy was left with a tiny cat looking up at him with big, unsure eyes. Evan gave a pitiful meow that sounded so uncertain that Tommy felt his heart melt.

"Don't worry," he said and brought Evan close to his neck. "We'll take good care of you."

Evan let out another meow and clawed his way up Tommy's shirt to sit on his shoulder. Before Tommy could ask him what he was doing - not that he would be able to answer - he started licking Tommy's neck. "Oh," was all Tommy could say, suddenly Eddie's words made sense. Evidently somebody had already said something to make Evan feel bad about this unexpected change. "Don't worry, Evan. You are our mate, no matter what size you are."

Tommy felt the little head rubbing across his chin before Evan shifted his weight and Tommy felt a gentle bite to the back of his neck before Evan went on to licking every inch of Tommy's neck that he could reach. Tommy sighed and grabbed his mate to hold him in front of his face and look him deep into the eyes.

"Evan," he said with a sigh, "we don't need a big strong alpha, we never did and we don't need one now, and you know that. Don't listen to your parents, don't listen to whoever made you feel bad about this shape. Listen to us telling you that you are the mate we need."

Evan simply stared right back at him with big blue eyes and made a quiet chirping sound. Tommy gathered him close to his chest and started by rubbing his head. Buck-as-a-lion enjoyed it so it stood to reason that Buck-as-a-tiny-cat did too, and Tommy was proven right "Besides, I already smell like you, you got nothing to prove."

Evan made a sound that Tommy understood without needing any words. I like when we smell of each other, he'd said once when they'd all been tangled in bed together. Now he pushed himself against Tommy's chest and rubbed himself on the shirt with all this might. And he was purring.

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Erm.... NOT ENOUGH MONSTER AU L4D CONTENT!!

People seemed to like the cat doodles on my other post so I'm expressing my love for werecreatures with this one, ough werecat nick my beloved

[silverynight]

The tiger and the snow leopard

When walking through the woods with all his siblings, Tanjirou prefers to do it in his human form; he still has his fluffy tail and his little leopard ears on the top of his head.

He thinks it's a better way to stay alert in case of a potential threat. His siblings were a bit cold so they all took their snow leopard forms to stay warm.

He needs to teach them how to hunt at some point, but he prefers to do it one by one because he's nervous one of them will get hurt if he encounters a big deer in the woods. Sometimes, there are wolves nearby following those.

This time he wants to go to the village as soon as possible, Tanjirou has made some money selling charcoal a few days ago and now they need to buy some groceries.

He's worried. Since both his parents died, it's been a lot more difficult for him to get enough money for all his siblings. They need a lot of things, especially if he wants to teach them to actually interact with the world in their human form.

Tuning into their snow leopard forms to keep themselves warm is a good strategy, but not during the whole winter. They need to be reminded of their human side too.

Nezuko has offered to work too in order to bring more money to the house, but someone has to stay with the little ones.

Suddenly, a noise coming from one of the trees alerts him and Tanjirou barely has the time to place himself in front of the cubs in order to shield them.

There's a huge tiger a few inches away from him; his eyes are yellow and red, like flames, and Tanjirou is afraid he'll attack him.

He's an alpha male and a hybrid too, judging by his scent.

They're both frozen for a while; Tanjirou doesn't move because he doesn't want to make him mad. He knows he'll lose if the tiger attacks; not only he's one of the biggest tigers he's ever seen, he looks like a prime alpha. Besides, Tanjirou has tried to eat less lately in order to give the little ones more food so he's weak at the moment.

When the tiger moves closer and tries to touch Tanjirou with his nose, Nezuko can't help but hiss, which prompts Tanjirou to turn into his snow leopard form and bare his teeth at the tiger.

At least Nezuko understands the risks and pushes the cubs away as Tanjirou keeps an eye on the tiger. However, the tiger lowers his body to the ground completely to appear less threatening.

Still Tanjirou doesn't trust him, he can't afford to.

When he moves slowly away, the alpha's scent turns sad, and the tiger's ears move down before he whines.

He's clearly saying he's sorry for scaring Tanjirou and even though part of Tanjirou believes him, he knows he cannot risk start trusting him, especially when the cubs are nearby.

He nudges Nezuko, telling her to run with the cubs with a growl, and Tanjirou follows them slowly for a while as he keeps an eye on the tiger all the time.

After a moment, he starts running too and realizes, with relief, that the tiger didn't follow them.

However, he keeps encountering the same alpha. He recognizes him by his scent, but this time, he's in his human form, although that doesn't make him less intimidating.

He's tall with blond hair and red tips that make him look even more like a flame; by the way he stands and the shape of his body, even covered by winter clothes, Tanjirou knows he's not only stronger, but he's some sort of warrior.

Tanjirou will lose against him in seconds.

"I'm sorry for scaring you the other day," the alpha mumbles, looking like a kicked puppy. "I just wanted to get closer because you smell really good!"

Still, Tanjirou doesn't trust him. He takes a step back and feels bad about it when he notices the man's expression turns sad.

Tanjirou likes to be kind; he usually prefers to trust people, but a few incidents with alphas that didn't accept a 'No' for an answer had made him wary of all of them.

One of them tried to take one of Tanjirou's siblings, thinking they were one of his own cubs since the redhead is an omega.

But Tanjirou managed to stop her in time and scare her away.

"I'm Rengoku Kyojuro," the alpha's voice brings him back to the present. "I don't want to hurt you or your cubs. I will never do something like that."

Then the alpha kneels in front of him, surprising Tanjirou; he offers Tanjirou meat and a lot of winter clothes before leaving it all on the ground and taking a few steps back.

"I hope to see you again," Rengoku bows before leaving.

Tanjirou stares at the things with confusion, but he takes them after a while because he needs them.

He keeps bringing him stuff for the cubs but keeps his distance and leaves so Tanjirou can relax and take the gifts.

"Wait!" Tanjirou says before Rengoku can disappear into the woods again. "It's not like I'm not grateful for all the things you have done for us, but you don't have to do this."

"I want to," the man insists with a sincere grin on his face.

"I'm Kamado Tanjirou, by the way!" For the first time, he beams at Rengoku and the tiger hybrid blushes to the tip of his ears.

His smile becomes wider and his eyes glimmer with happiness.

Rengoku takes a step closer, but hesitates, he looks like he's afraid of scaring Tanjirou away.

Tanjirou chuckles, silently scolding himself for believing Rengoku was someone with bad intentions in the first place; he's clearly a sweet man with a good heart.

"You can come closer."

Rengoku beams, unable to hide his absolute joy before he's a few inches away from Tanjirou.

The redhead chuckles, realizing he's not afraid anymore. He even finds Rengoku's enthusiasm endearing.

"I can provide for you and your cubs," he says suddenly.

"They're not my cubs," Tanjirou corrects him, even though his inner omega likes to treat them like they are. "They're my siblings."

"I can help you take care of them, Tanjirou!"

There's a protective scent in the air, but also something that smells really sweet too, that makes Tanjirou's inner omega purr in response.

He takes a few steps closer before pulling the alpha into a tight hug.

"Let's be friends, Rengoku-san!"

"Please, call me Kyojuro."

***

He takes Kyojuro to his house and introduces him to his siblings; Nezuko trusts him now because Tanjirou told her he's the one who's been providing for them lately.

She also looks really amused whenever she catches Kyojuro staring at her older brother.

After a while, Rokuta starts believing Kyojuro is his Dad and Tanjirou his Mommy, and the redhead has no idea how to explain to him that's not the case, that his parents died a while ago.

He was a baby when everything happened, which is probably the main reason why he's so confused about the whole situation.

He probably doesn't remember them.

Tanjirou doesn't mind acting like his Mommy, but he doesn't want Kyojuro to feel uncomfortable.

He talks to him about it, but the alpha shakes his head as Rokuta curls into his lap and falls asleep.

"I don't mind," Kyojuro assures Tanjirou, leaning closer to him. He nuzzles against the redhead's cheek (he does that a lot lately). "We can raise him as our child, if that's okay with you."

Feeling like he's suddenly overwhelmed by good emotions, Tanjirou rubs his nose against Kyojuro's, prompting him to blush.

"Alright. Let's take care of him."

Kyojuro is truly a good friend.

***

After a couple of months, Kyojuro convinces Tanjirou to move in with him. Tanjirou's family home is small, and since it's on the mountain, it's definitely not a safe place for his siblings.

That's how the Kamado family meets Shinjuro and Senjuro; Tanjirou's siblings immediately like the youngest Rengoku and Tanjirou can tell Shinjuro is a good man.

"Welcome to the family, Tanjirou," he tells him after a while, prompting Kyojuro to turn completely red.

"Father..."

Shinjuro laughs after looking at his son's embarrassed expression before taking Rokuta in his arms. The cub likes him immediately.

"Hello, Rokuta. I'm your grandfather."

This time, it's Tanjirou's turn to blush.

"You don't have to, Rengoku-san!" He mumbles immediately, scolding himself for not asking Kyojuro first if he had told his father about the situation with his baby brother.

"I don't mind," he assures the omega and Tanjirou finally sees where Kyojuro got his kind smile from. "It's okay."

"Gran!" Rokuta chuckles, happily taking one of Shinjuro's fingers in his tiny hand.

"Let's go to the kitchen while your Dad gives a tour to your Mommy around the residence."

Yes, the Rengoku family home is huge; Tanjirou feels a lot better knowing his siblings can live happily there and finally be safe.

"Thank you for letting us stay here!"

"You're part of this family now, Tanjirou. This is your home too."

The redhead nods, trying not to tear up as Shinjuro, Senjuro and his siblings get inside, leaving Kyojuro and Tanjirou alone.

"Welcome home, Tanjirou!" Kyojuro says before pulling him into his arms and nuzzling against his cheek.

***

Sometimes, when Tanjirou comes back from work particularly tired (Kyojuro told him he didn't need to keep working, but Tanjirou feels better having a job and buying the groceries himself) he shifts into his snow leopard form and lays in the backyard.

Kyojuro comes back a little bit later and finds him cuddling with Rokuta, before turning himself into a tiger and curling right next to Tanjirou.

The tiger lets out a loud alpha purr before nuzzling against Tanjirou. He has started to groom Tanjirou's fur too like they're mates; Tanjirou thinks he does it to pretend in front of Rokuta, but most of the time the cub is fast asleep.

Kyojuro starts bringing Tanjirou gifts every time he comes back home. Most of them are expensive food and clothes and Tanjirou appreciates every single one of them even though he tells the alpha he doesn't have to.

"I want to," Kyojuro insists, blushing to the tip of his ears.

Shinjuro notices it and asks the Kamados and Senjuro to help him with something in the living room.

Kyojuro looks at him then; his eyes are glimmering with an intense emotion as he takes Tanjirou's hands in his.

"I'm... I've been trying to court you." He takes a deep breath before he continues: "I... I've been in love with you for a while now since I found you in the woods with your siblings, almost a year ago."

Just as Kyojuro did, Tanjirou blushes too.

"Oh!"

"It's alright if you don't want to," he mumbles, slightly nervous and a bit sad. "We can be friends! I hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable or–"

"Please, keep courting me, Kyojuro-san!" Tanjirou surprises himself saying, cutting him off.

"Really?" Kyojuro can't hold back the happy smile on his face.

Tanjirou nods, and that's when Kyojuro kisses him for the first time.

The courtship lasts a month because both of them are desperate to get married and mate. No one seems surprised about the news, not even when Tanjirou tells everyone, weeks later, that he's pregnant.

Kyojuro tears up before pulling Tanjirou into his arms and kissing him in front of everyone.

"Ew, get a room!" Takeo complains, although Tanjirou can tell he's actually happy for them.

Shinjuro and Senjuro make dinner for everyone to celebrate.

"I love you, Tanjirou."

"I love you too, Kyojuro-san."

***

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[lesbianneopolitan]

I know it's STILL not Halloween but, my Neo in a werecat AU or something 🐈🌕

[almamadrigalfanclub]

Lil mew mew

They're so rad. Have I ever said how much i love Alma. Idk just thought y'all should know

[themandylion]

fic or treat! jaytim, full moon

(Something for Fuzzy Business.)

"So," Tim said, dropping down to sit beside Jason on the grass. "Full moon tonight."

"I know it doesn't affect your shift. We've been over this," Jason says, ducking his head slightly. He has no reason to be embarrassed about past assumptions—how was he to know that werecaracals are nothing like werewolves?

"True, true." Tim tips sideways, leaning into him. "But a full moon does pack a wallop of magical mojo. And Zatanna thinks she's finally solved my anti-aging issue."

"Wait, seriously? That's huge news!"

"There's just one catch," Tim says with a grimace. "We're gonna need a Lazarus Pit."

[gamerbearmira]

For werecat Alma/Pedro au-

Tfw your kids want to sleep in your bed but it's a full moon so you and your husband are cats now so I guess there IS enough room for them all

Yes this will lead to a cuddle puddle

Did this two ways because I’m og 😼☝️Either way works for me, but personally I prefer the first🚶‍♀️🦽👩‍🦽

Pedro and Alma best parents real

[innytoes]

Can I request 3 + 6 for the werecat willex au, please? 🥺 (optional wereraccoon Willie)

Listen, when his parents sent him to an Christian summer camp at age thirteen in the hopes of curing the signs of queerness that they seemed to have picked up on well before Alex realised that he wanted to kiss boys (that was a revelation for next summer camp), Alex never suspected he'd come back a were-cat.

Like, all he'd wanted to do was get away from his very loud bunk mates for a little while, and sit somewhere quiet in the forest, and maybe be a little homesick (not to his actual house, but to Bobby's garage, where his drum set was waiting, and his friends were probably having a great times without him).

And then there this fluffy, cute black cat had been, and it had been so friendly, and let him pet it while purring up a storm. He'd told it he wished he could be that carefree, just chasing butterflies and snoozing in the sun, and then the furry little asshole had bitten him.

Listen, Alex had been thirteen, and gangling, and his voice had started to crack and go high pitched really embarrassingly. How could he have known what was just puberty and what had been the start of transforming into a werecat?

But in the end, it was kind of a cool thing. Being a cat was very relaxing. Nobody had any expectations of cats. They could be assholes and they were cute. They could be shy and they were cute. The could nap all day and be cute. It did wonders for his anxiety, just like playing the drums did.

So now, whenever he'd have a rough day, or he needed to relieve some stress, or sometimes just because a sun beam looked particularly inviting, he'd go into Cat Mode, and be a cat. He'd walk over walls and fences he'd be too scared to fall off as a human (cats always landed on their feet). He'd chase butterflies or his own tail or just have the zoomies before curling up to nap. He'd go over to his really cute neighbour's house and curl up in his lap while being stroked and adored.

So sue him, if he had to deal with being forced into being a cat every full moon, he was going to get something out of it as well. Including getting to know Willie as a cat, so when he finally had the courage to actually talk to him, he could be cool about it.

(He was not cool about it, because when he finally talked to Willie it was because the guy had crashed into him on a skateboard. But it did break the ice. And they did start dating soon after.)

So yeah, being a part-time cat was kind of nice. Sure, he couldn't tell anyone about it, but it wasn't the kind of secret he minded keeping. It was less 'pretending he wasn't gay' and more 'not telling everyone he liked to dance to Whitney Houston in his underwear while cleaning.'

Things were perfect.

Except for The Raccoon.

The Raccoon had been following him around for several weeks now. Whenever he was out and about, catting it up, preening while little old ladies called him Such a Handsome Boy, The Raccoon was never far. And it was always trying to touch him with its creepy little almost human-like hands.

So Alex had started spending more time indoors. He built himself the cutest little cat-sized blanket fort in his comfy chair, with his favourite toy mousie and a soft blanket and just the perfect view out the window so he could look at birds.

Except then The Raccoon started showing up in front of his window. And... waving? It almost seemed like it was waving. Super weird.

The final straw was, one afternoon when Alex was taking a nap, a human, on the couch nap, he woke up to find a comforting weight on his chest.

Except when he opened his eyes, The Raccoon was staring up at him adoringly, creepy little hands petting his chest.

"Wargh!" Alex shouted, sitting up so fast The Raccoon was flung from his chest into his lap, which wasn't much better, so he flailed until it was on the ground. "No, no, no, get out! Get out!" he shouted, like it could understand him.

Except it seemed to, throwing him a hurt look and moving away, and then... growing. And growing. Until Willie was standing at his door, looking heartbroken. "Fine," his boyfriend said. "I thought it would be cool to date another were, but if you're going to be an asshole about it, never mind."

"Wait, what?" Alex said. "Willie? You were The Raccoon?"

Willie paused, looking just as confused as Alex felt. "Um yeah, I'm a wereraccoon."

"You're a werewhat?"

"You didn't know?" Willie asked incredulously.

"No!" Alex shrieked. "I thought this feral raccoon was stalking me, like some kind of deranged Pepe LePew!"

Sure, Willie laughing at him was better than the hurt look on his face, but the gleeful cackles still made him all hot in the face and... well, wish he was a cat so he could curl up in his little fort and not come out for several hours.

Which is what he did. Since apparently Willie had known he was a cat the entire time. When Willie was done laughing, he crouched in front of Alex' fort, looking contrite. "I'm sorry," he told him earnestly. "I thought you knew. I thought it was like tag, you know. I didn't mean to freak you out."

Slowly, Alex stuck his head out of the fort, booping his nose to Willie's.

Turned out the blanket fort was big enough for a cat and a raccoon if you snuggled close enough. And that even as a raccoon, Willie's little hands gave good scritches.

[killercardiagn]

[explodingzam]

Turned that man into a cat. He is going 'ekekekekekekeke.' What a shame.

Rachnid design for a Werecat-pocalypse storyline I have rattling around in the back of my skull along with my dear beloved @mau-moon

[charleecat-bat]

The first Chapter of my Big the Cat Story is finally here!! GO READ IT PLEASE IT’S NOT MUCH BUT I REALLY WANNA KNOW WHAT PEOPLE THINK!!

[screaming-universe]

Several Sentences Sunday

wasn't tagged but I have several sentences and they wanted to be written instead of sleeping so now I'm posting them. Entirely unedited on account of it being late. This is somewhat inspired by the recent bucktommy mpreg hype, and is part of my werecat au

Tommy feels sick and it is not just because of the morning sickness. He didn’t plan to get pregnant; he'd honestly been kind of sure he couldn’t anymore. Not with the suppressants he’d taken in the military; they had actually been banned a few years ago for being unsafe. Not with the suppressants he’d taken for as long as he’d been at the 118 without ever getting his bloodwork checked. He’d actually acknowledged that he was an omega when he’d started at the 217, had worked through what that meant and come to accept himself. And part of then had been going to a specialised doctor who’d prescribed him newer, healthier suppressants and cautioned him to actually use the LAFD mandated quarterly heat leave for what it was meant for. It had been weird at first but also enjoyable and quite revelatory in a lot of ways. Recently he’d been sharing his heats with the loves of his life and that sure had let his enjoyment skyrocket. He’d also shared Eddie’s heat, which had been new and exciting and a lot of fun too.

And therein lay the problem: Eddie wanted to get pregnant, not Tommy. Eddie, who had also been on the toxic Army suppressants too. Eddie, who had been taking suppressants without pause until he’d been found out when he’d been in the hospital after being shot. Eddie, who had been shot through the abdomen in Afghanistan. The doctors thought he might still be able to carry but they were not sure. And so far Eddie was not pregnant.

But Tommy was; he was pregnant and Eddie wanted to be. He would not take this away from Eddie though, he would not overshadow him. So he’d left. Told his boyfriends that they should take a break or something along the lines and left. It was really stupid since they’d been at his house but Eddie had not given up his little house yet – and probably wouldn’t now – and Tommy still had the key.

He’d let himself into the house, and he’d allowed himself to curl up on Eddie’s bed that still carried their intermingled scents. This was probably the last opportunity he’d get because he had asked for a break but he knew that he should break this off entirely before they would and his heart would be broken. Deep down he knew that it was too late for that already. He stripped out of his clothes and shifted and curled up as tightly as he could, nose pressed against the pillows that carried Eddie and Evan’s scents.

Tommy had expected to get some messages after he had left so hurriedly – he saw them lighting up the screen of his phone; it was only Evan though. But he had not expected for the door to be opened and closed quite aggressively and for Eddie to storm in, looking furious. Just Eddie though, nobody following him.

“Yeah, Buck’s not here,” Eddie said, glowering. “He has a shift and our boyfriend just left us after asking for a break and didn’t even wait around long enough for us to talk.”

Eddie ran a hand over his face and through his hair. He sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh, his back to Tommy.

“You know he’s afraid of being abandoned,” Eddie said quietly. And so was Eddie, though he had a hard time admitting it out loud. And Tommy too, even though he could hardly even admit it to himself. “What brought this on? Did we do something wrong?”

The last thing Tommy wanted to do was talking about this but to see Eddie – his boyfriend, one of the men he had been courting – sitting there like this, looking small and unsure made him shift before he could really think about it.

“I’m pregnant,” he blurted out and Eddie’s head whipped around.

“What?”

“I’m pregnant,” Tommy said again and he had to look away. “I don’t…“ He could not finish that sentence, didn’t even know what he wanted to say.

The mattress moved around a bit as Eddie settled down right next to him and then gentle fingers turned Tommy’s chin towards him. For a moment Tommy wanted to accuse Eddie of stealing his moves but this was not a time to get playful. Tommy had probably lost any right to that.

“You are pregnant?” Eddie asked and there was something tentative on his face. Maybe almost hopeful?

Tommy just nodded, gently jostling Eddie’s hand that now lay fully against his jaw.

“I didn’t think you could–“

“Neither did I.”

“How do you feel about this? Panicking aside, of course,” Eddie added, because he was nothing if not a little shit.

“I–I don–I,” Tommy tried and then took a deep breath. “I don’t know? I never thought I would or could be pregnant so I never thought about what I’d do. And if I do this I know I can’t do it alone but–“

“But what?” Eddie challenged him. “You’d think we’d leave you for being pregnant?” He sounded indignant; he sounded pissed again. “Why?”

Tommy took a moment to gather his thoughts and when he did he took Eddie’s hand that was still on his face and held it in both of his. “You wanted to get pregnant again,” he said softly and something moved across Eddie’s face. “And now I am. This was supposed to be your moment, not mine.”

“Fuck you!” Eddie said but his hand grasped Tommy’s tightly. “I would be happy for you – for all of us! I am!” He deflated again, about to pull back and Tommy’s heart was about to sink but– “If this is what you want, that is.”

“I don’t know yet,” Tommy whispered. “I don’t–“

“That’s fine,” Eddie said and kneeled so that he can grasp Tommy’s face with both hands, ever so gently. “You know that Buck would be overjoyed, and I would be too, but if you don’t want to keep it that’s fine.”

“But it’d feel wrong when you are trying to become pregnant and I am considering–“

“Tommy,” Eddie said and kissed him, very sweetly. “This is about you and not about me. If you want to keep it, you keep it and we will support you. If you don’t, we will support you too. But please talk to us before you run away again.”

“Yeah?”

Instead of answering, Eddie wrapped his arms around him and Tommy’s pulled into his chest. His arms automatically wrap around Eddie too and he pulled him closer.

“Yeah,” Eddie said. “And if you still want to take a break from this relationship then you’ll have to let me go because my heat is rapidly approaching and this is not helping.”

Fuck. Tommy totally forgot about Eddie’s heat; the reason he was not on shift with Evan right now. He did not let go.

Three weeks later, Tommy came home to Eddie practically shoving a pregnancy test in his face. A positive pregnancy test.

“You’ll be a father twice, Tommy,” Eddie says and beams at him.

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I love this au sm cause he hates water more than he usually does

[writersrealmbts]

We Could Be: (Destiny) 1

Description: In a world of magic, mortals, and immortals; six souls are brought together to navigate the world. Namjoon had become immortal by accident. Hoseok was born into immortality. Jimin was pursuing immortality. Yoongi had immortality thrust upon him. Taehyung isn't sure how or when he became immortal. Jungkook showed no interest whatsoever in immortality. It's Seokjin's job to help them all learn to live, immortal or not. His job to keep them safe and teach them how to live life while losing people they loved to mortality. It was their desire to teach him how much they loved him. It was their desire to show him just what "We Could Be". Now if only the government would stop trying to mess with them.

Posting Date: 1/19/2023

Wordcount: 1,472

Tags: Magic Au, Ot7 bts, werewolves, werecats, vampires, nymphs, magic users, etc.

AN: I've been working on this for over a year, so hope y'all are in for the long-haul.

Next.

Namjoon just thought it was some sort of seafood dish. His friend dared him to eat it, and he was drunk enough to get over his hatred of seafood to try it. He hadn’t known it was mermaid tail.

Four days later, he woke up in a special hospital and was told he was immortal now.

The man that told him introduced himself as Seokjin, and he had a friendly smile.

He was also the only person that touched Namjoon that day that didn’t send his mind and vision spinning into memories of those people or things.

By the end of the day, Seokjin was the only person around and he’d used some sort of spell to make everything…calm and quiet.

Continue reading on Ao3...

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Ot7 Stories Masterpost

Tagging: @park-jimin-isnt-real ,

[lesbianneopolitan]

Werecat Neo but like, horrifying

[spirit-of-a-kiger]

I’m working on a werebeast AU fanfic, and I’m trying to figure out how inherently aggressive I want the werebeasts to be.

The premise is that werebeasts are captured and put in prison-like cells with maximum restraints (chains, muzzles, the works), but either the government or a private organization that got the OK from the government has recently arranged a program where a person can “adopt” a werebeast as though they were a pet and try to “tame” them. The program is still extremely new, though, so they want to start by proving that werebeasts even can be tamed at all. So, they pair up Ragatha with Pomni, who is the least aggressive werebeast they have.

I want Pomni to be considered an exception to the rule, a werecat that cowers in terror more often than she lashes out, and I want werebeasts to be mostly sapient. Like, I want it to be possible to hold a conversation with one. However, I also kinda want people to be at least somewhat able to justify all the restraining. I want it to be reasonable that the adoption program was started so recently, that no one even really knows for sure if a werebeast even can be tamed. I want there to be some level of danger to Ragatha's method of using minimal to no restraints.