#werewold au

[birdkatze]

"But werewolves aren't real?" || werewolf! 141 x werewolf! reader Part 2

Future pairings = poly 141 x reader

Chapter pairings = You meet the boys this chapter!

Words = 2.2k

[Chapter 1] --- [Chapter 3]

Summery: After moving out of the big city and into the forest, you meet some men that might have some awners about whats been causing your pain.

Talks of injury and EXPLICIT under the cut

Behind the door was a very handsome man. He was wearing a boonie-hat and a partially unbuttoned red and black flannel shirt. You stood there blue-screening for a moment just staring.

“You alright there love?” The man asked, looking incredibly concerned. He ran a hand over his beard “I heard you fall..”

You snap out of your staring “Yeah I did..” you lift up your wrist, it was already bruising and swelling, “Sorry, I didn’t get any sleep last night…I had a chronic pain flare up…” You say dizzily.

The man stepped into your house, carefully looking at your wrist “I can go run back home and grab a brace…?” He looked at you earnestly.

You nod, “I don’t think I could even drive right now..” blinking back tears as another wave of pain crashes over you, you let out a stuttered gasp and your knees buckle. 

The man looks even more concerned “Let’s get you somewhere comfortable, I’ll call one of my boy’s to bring it down..”

Carefully the man picked you up and brought you over to the couch, laying you down with such gentleness it surprised you. He had held you with a shocking amount of care, he was so warm too, like a heated blanket but better. He stepped back quickly typing something on his phone before looking back at you.

“Is there anything I can get you, love?” he crouched down next to your head, moving strands of hair out of your face.

“On my bed there is a heated blanket…” You explain breathlessly, wincing as the pain got worse.

The man nodded and walked upstairs to grab the blanket. He quickly brought it down and plugged it in “What setting?” he asked, holding the controller.

“Four please” You whimper and start crying feeling embarrassed.

The man sets it on level four and sits down next to your head, “Do you have any medication?”

You shake your head “no..not really, I only have muscle relaxers but it’s not gunna help”

The man nodded “I forgot to mention I’m John Price, I was in charge of taking care of the cottage while it was up for sale, I saw you moved in and wanted to give you the key back..” he anxiously checked his phone “The boy’s should be down soon love, can I get you anything else?”

“No thanks” You start crying again as your body feels like it is trying to come apart, “I’m sorry” you gasp out and curl up into a ball on the couch “It’s not usually this bad..”

“You’re okay, Love,” He reassured you, smiling.

You hear a knock on the door before the door creaks open and two men step inside. One had a mohawk and another had a baseball cap on, that's all you could see through your glassy tear filled eyes.

The men speak in hushed tones before Price sits back down next to you and gently grabs your upper forearm, close to your elbow “Gunna fit the brace on alright love..?”

You just groan softly “Okay” and watch hazily. 

Price rotates your arm and freezes as he sees the bite scar on your wrist “What happened here?” he asks softly. His touch easing some of the pain.

“Got attacked by a dog, it broke my wrist, the doctor p-put something in there to help with the infection and to set it and so it’s really tender..” you quietly explain. 

Price set your arm down “Love, what did the dog look like?” making you whine in pain, Price instantly picked your arm back up and the pain leveled out. Sighing in relief you manage to cobble together some understandable thoughts. 

“Uhm, it was oddly really dark out since it was a full moon…it was massive though, the nurses joked it was a werewolf, the doctor got oddly mad at them..it was kinda funny” slurring your words as you feel another wave of pain. 

Price looked at your wrist and then at you, “Well I think your body is rejecting it, I can see it starting to come out, can we take it out? Gaz here was a field medic and can take it out, he has his med kit..?” pointing at a small lump on your wrist that had been getting bigger over the years. 

“Sure..” you slur out feeling delirious from pain.

The guy with the baseball ca-Gaz slowly gives you some pain pills, making sure you swallow them before he puts on some gloves. You fell asleep before he even started.

When you woke up you felt eons better, nothing felt as sore. Looking at your wrist you realize it wasn’t even bruised or sprained. Groaning softly, you sit up and look around. Rubbing your eyes blearily.

“Good to see you up” Gaz sat on the other side of the couch smiling “You feeling better?”

You nod sleepily “What did you even do? It’s not even bruised anymore?” you ask confused, looking at your wrist surprised.

“That was all you Duck..” Gaz smiled kindly, “Why don’t we get some food in you and talk, yeah?” Gaz gently helps you up, leading you into the kitchen.

Mohawk was heating up soup on your stove top, he was humming softly. Price was sitting at the table looking at his phone with the implant sitting on a paper towel. He looked up, smiling at you.

“Glad to see you up, love!” He looks at you and then the implant “Soap brought down some soup, which is..?”

“Done!” Soap places five bowls on the table “Ghost is on his way down..”

“What kind of name is Soap?” you ask curiously “Did your parents want you to have a unique name?”

“Ach noo, it’s a nickname, my name is John and so is Price’s and apparently everyone else here is named John so it helps us keep everyone apart..” leaning against the counter Soap explains with a smile.

“Ohh..” nodding as you think about it “Most of the men I used to work with were named John and it was a nightmare to distinguish which was which because none of them wanted to go by their last names”

Sitting down you look at the implant curiously, it looked like a small silver ball.

“Makes sense that was messing me up, I’m allergic to silver!” You explain looking a bit surprised “I’m surprised I didn’t keel over and die..”

Suddenly all eyes are on you.

“Did I say something wrong” you ask confused looking between all three men.

“Duck, let’s get some food in you before we go any further…” Gaz spoke softly 

You nod nervously “Alright..” 

Someone knocked on the door right as you started sitting down. The door opened to reveal a tall, strong but not muscular, blonde. Your mouth dried up instantly, he was just as hot as the other three.

Then it hit you, you had four unknown men who were all extremely attractive were in your house. You had let them perform a procedure while you had been knocked out from pain medication. However, no alarm bells rang out in your mind, if anything you've never felt so safe and content. 

“Don’t think too hard, pup” the blonde one who upclose appeared to have eyeliner on. Smirking at you as you realized you were probably staring. 

“Sorry..” you flush, feeling a bit embarrassed looking at the table.

 “You’re okay Duck, let’s get some food in you..I have a feeling you missed breakfast.”  Gaz’s soothing voice pulled you from your embarrassment as he softly brushed his hand over your back. 

You nod and watch as Soap serves everyone soup. You anxiously waited for someone to eat first, an odd anxiety created as a child from praying before eating or else you’d be punished.

Price took the first bite and you immediately started eating, you felt famished and half-starved.The soup was potato-bacon soup, it was hearty and delicious. You almost moaned from how good it was. 

“Soooo..” Soap started “Where are ya from?” He was looking at you with curious eyes.

“I moved here from the city but uh I grew up in a smaller town north here.” You smile while finishing up your soup. “Some of our property went into the woods and so me and my friends would camp out there, then I got attacked by some dog and we moved almost right after….”

“I assume you guys are from here?” You return the question with a small smile.

“We've been around here for a long time, pup” Scraping his bowl, Ghost responded.

“We live a few miles south of you, love” Price continued for Ghost, also finishing up his soup.

Gaz looked at you quizzically “Did you not go to college? Not to be judgemental but I’m surprised you could afford to move out here so young, Duck..”

Laughing you shake your head “You’re fine, I get this a lot.” setting your bowl to the side you reply “I’m actually 60! Everyone always thinks I’m still in my late teens, I have no clue why I look like how I did as a teenager.. I went to college and now I do freelance accounting work!”

Gaz dropped his spoon in his bowl, his eyes wide staring at you before they darted over to Price. Soap slapped his hand over his mouth with an expression similar to Gaz’s. Price didn’t look super surprised and neither did Ghost. 

Sighing Price looks at you sincerely “Love, you're going to think we are crazy but you’re a werewolf.”

You just stare at them blankly.

“What?” You ask incredulously, looking at each of the men. They all had genuine looks on their faces, you could tell none of them were lying. “But werewolves aren’t real..?”

“Let’s head outside and we'll show ya, pup.” Ghost stood up and opened up the sliding glass door, Gaz and Soap quickly walked outside looking excited. You followed hesitantly with Price gently leading you outside.

Gaz and Soap are stripping out of their clothes, it didn’t surprise you that Soap was commando. It was a pleasant surprise to see Gaz wearing lace panties. Your face heated up as you turned away and pinch yourself unsure if this was real. “Um, what are you guys doin?” You ask, blushing. 

“Don’t wanna rip the clothes pup” Ghost huffs, while also undressing. 

“Oh!” nodding you glance up only to find them all naked, you avert your eyes to the ground immediately. 

Soap walked up to you, looking confused “Why aren’t ya..”

“Soap..” Price grabbed Soap’s shoulder “Go over with Gaz.”

Gently lifting your chin up, Price held your face so you were looking at Gaz and Soap. Price chuffed at the boys and motioned for them to get on with it.

Soap grinned at you as you watched as his body transformed into an actual wolf. Gaz did the same, it was an odd mix of animorph-type transformation and something out of a horror flick. 

Gaz and Soap trotted up to you licking your hands and brushing against your legs. Lifting your hand you hesitantly brush your hand over Soap’s head, much like you would a dog, it seemed like he had a ‘mohawk’ even in wolf form. Gaz just sat next to you leaning against you. 

“Love,” Price grabbed your attention as he spoke. “Now they can just do a regular wolf form, however, there is another form which I’ll show you now…” 

Price stepped a few steps back before he shifted, it was an interesting mix of human and wolf, it vaguely reminded you of a furry but more wolf-like. He could stand on his back legs but also could easily run on all fours, then he shifted all the way to a wolf form.

Clasping your hand over your mouth you look at them in awe. You pinched yourself to make sure this wasn’t some insane dream. Maybe they were right?

Ghost clasped a hand over your shoulder, startling you from your awe. “Wanna try? It’ll feel good, ease that ache?”

You look at Ghost a bit confused on how he knew about the ache…

“I um, don’t know how to...” you look at Ghost curiously. 

“I’ll help ya’ pup” sighing Ghost tightened his grip on you.

It was an odd feeling shifting, it was quite painful but it was over fast. You have a shocked look on your face looking between everyone. You huff once you realize that you're smaller than Soap, Ghost, and Price. You and Gaz are roughly the same size which eases the frustration quite a bit. 

You walk around a bit getting used to walking on all fours. It felt odd and wrong- but also right? Feeling conflicted you look up at everyone else, Soap and Gaz are play wrestling, Ghost and Price are sunning themselves pressed up against each other.

It was clear the pack(?) was very close with one another. It made you feel oddly left out…sitting off to the side you watch the men-wolves? It was a really nice day out and for once in the past few decades you felt no pain. It was relaxing and so incredibly soothing. Resting your head on your paws you doze off, still quite exhausted from the past few days.

[bts-0t-7]

Moonlight Sanctuary | OT7

Pair: Werewolf OT7 x F Reader 

Summary: In a chase, you find a cottage in the midst of the woods. Barging in, you found seven men at your aid and you never expected things to turn out the way it did. But you were forever grateful for how it did.

Genre: Fluff, werewolf au, human reader

Chapter Warnings: Violence, abuse

You aren’t alone. If you ever need a helping hand, our fellow social services, friends, and family will always be there. If anybody is going to be insensitive on this topic on my blog, you will be blocked. Borahae💜 

WC: 2297

The moon hung low in the night sky as you ran in the opposite direction of your house. Well, your brother’s house. You had never considered it a home the moment things took a drastic turn after your parent’s death. A home is a place where one feels safe and secure but this is… this was no home. 

You had no sense of direction as you blasted through thick foliage and wet mud. The sky was dark and thunder boomed when you left but now it was pouring. Drenched from head to toe, you felt your anxiety rise as the sky darkened and your lungs collapsed. You paused at the foot of a tree, bending down to catch your breath. You had no idea where you were going. All you knew was that you needed to run. 

Run. Run. Run or they will catch you again. 

The air was still with your heavy breathing and loud splatters of rain when you heard rustling sounds. Suddenly blinded by the onslaught of light, you made out the rough shape of your bulky brother. Fearing for your life, you quickly stumbled up and ran again. You didn’t dare look back but you dared to look up. 

The moon was shining bright tonight, despite the darkness that was chasing you. It casted an ethereal glow over the dense forest and if you tilted your head just right, you could see little rainbows in the making. You ran through the trees, heart pounding against your chest. You didn’t know how far or how close you were to your brother and his gang. At the same time, you didn’t know where the fuck you were. You could just imagine being eaten up by some sort of nocturnal animal in here. 

“BITCH! Come back here! Who said you could run away, huh?”

You tried to pump your legs harder - to give you more strength. But you found yourself short of any sort of energy. You didn’t have dinner and it was during your break did you sneak past the back door and run away from them, hastily slipping on your clothes for some decency. You carried nothing with you - just you, underwear, and clothes - which is essentially whatever you were wearing. 

“Ey! I swear you’re going to get it from me when we catch you! FUCK, you’re done!”

The sound of your own harsh breathing drowned out the haunting echoes of your abusive brother’s threats. For years, you endured his cruelty,  but tonight - tonight you had enough. He sold your body. Sold your body to his friends. You had sobbed and begged with every last shred of dignity you had but they never listened. You didn’t know where you were going but you knew you couldn’t stay there any longer. 

You stumbled through the woods on clumsy feet, the darkness of the foliage seemed to close in around you. You tried to keep your anxiety at bay, knowing it would do you more harm than good if you started to panic. Branches clawed at the exposed skin of your feet, the ground beneath the flimsy slippers you hastily wore was uneven and treacherous the deeper you went. Fear gnawed at your insides and despair threatened to overtake you. Breathing harshly, you tried to keep yourself calm. 

Just as you thought that all hope was lost and you would have to be running forever or be caught, your attention focused on the soft glow of light emitting from a cottage house. Without thinking, you ran towards it and pulled against the handle, trying every one until you found an open door and slammed it shut behind you. 

Sliding onto the floor, you placed your head between your legs, breathing through your mouth. You were tired and bruised. You heard before you saw someone stand in front of you, shadow covering half of your hunched over body. Your breath caught as you slowly took in the sight before you. You were the centre of their attention, their eyes reflecting the silver light of the moon. You were sure you weren’t breathing. THese were the folklore of your little village - stories passed down by the elders from generation to generation. 

Werewolves. 

Nobody believed that there were such mystical beings living amongst you. But you were certain that they were exactly what you believed. These seven men that surrounded you brought around them an aura of power and grace. 

You could easily tell by the tall and commanding figure to your left that that was the leader of the pack. He stepped forward, gait slow and steady, approaching you as if you were a scared prey. But you were quite the opposite. As you looked at each of them, they surveyed you quietly. Looking at each of them in their eyes, you felt a connection deep in your blood - a spark of recognition of what belongs. 

“Are you in danger?” he asked, voice low and soothing. 

You nodded, voice trembling as you replied, “My - my brother, he and his friends, they - they -”

The door was suddenly banged open as you stumbled into the man’s hold. You felt a sense of protection and comfort you had never known when you were with them. They surrounded you again, this time, as a protection barrier between you and your brother. 

You curled deeper into yourself. 

Without hesitation, a man grabbed your cheeks and forced you to look at his smiling eyes. “Hey! My name is Jimin! What’s yours?”

“Y/N, come here now.” Your brother commanded. Shivering in your spot against Jimin’s body, you shook your head and rejected him. You didn’t want to. 

“Come here now or you will regret it.” You shook your head. You didn’t want to go back to the life you once had. If it was considered life. 

“Come here and I won’t kill these ‘men’. They are vicious monsters, you know that.”

Your head turned when you heard your name being called. “You are safe here. We won’t let anyone hurt you now.” You nodded and turned away from your brother, clinging onto Jimin’s shirt tightly. 

“It’s funny how you claim to care for your sister when you sold her off. It is funny how you think you would be able to hurt us.” The man with cat-like eyes formed into slits. He certainly looked more like a cat than a wolf.

“HAH!” Your brother laughed maniacally. “You are a bunch of monsters. Werewolves? Ridiculous! You are not wolves nor are you humans. Monsters is an appropriate word to use for paws.”

“Shall we let her choose then?” The man with a fluffy head of hair said. 

The silence that followed was deafening. The tension in the air was at its peak and both sides were ready for an attack. 

“Come now, Y/N. Let’s go home, I’ll get you some ice cream if you cooperate now.” Your brother held his hand out, palm facing up - placating. He didn’t want to lose his face in front of his friends and males who didn’t even know you. 

But you refused. Your head went to Jimin’s neck as you stood up, trying to hook a leg onto his waist. 

Keyword: trying. 

You were just too short for him. 

The man with fluffy hair chuckled lowly at your attempts. Quickly hooking a hand under your thighs, he lifted you up onto Jimin’s hip. As he left, going back to his spot, your hand shot out to hold him in place, accidentally pulling against his hair instead. Your hand quickly retracted and your head shot up. 

“I -”

He was quick to soothe you, one hand patting your thigh in a soothing rhythm while the other went to your untamed hair, softly stroking the back of your head. 

“Hey, hey. It’s okay, okay? You can do whatever you want with me.” You hesitantly pulled against the sleeve of his shirt. 

“Stay? Please?”

He nodded. “Of course, darling. I wouldn’t dare go anywhere.”

The rest of the males reformed themselves to ensure that the three of you in the centre were protected. 

“I think it is clear what her choice is. Now leave.” The pack leader commanded, voice strong with power. You saw your brother’s friend pull him along. 

“Fine! Die with these mutts around you, whore!”

The cat-wolf lunged for your brother when the pack leader pulled him back. 

The males remained in the formation only when they were certain your brother was far enough and they couldn’t smell him from the distance anymore. Only then did they relax their posture, slowly turning towards you with worried eyes. You were no longer shaking in Jimin and the fluffy hair’s hold but your scent was still sour with fear. 

They cautiously moved up the stairs to the living room where they sat down at the sofa. You turned your head to look at them. All seven males were foreign to you - as foreign as the way they made you feel safe and protected. 

“Should we… say names?” The man with a whole sleeve of tattoos asked, eyes big and filled with curiosity - just like a bunny’s, you thought. 

“I’m Namjoon.” The pack leader started. 

“Yoongi.” You finally had a name for the cat-wolf.

“Taehyung.” The fluffy head of hair appeared into your view again. “But I give you special permission to call me TaeTae!”

 You nodded. 

“I’m Seokjin but just Jin is okay, yeah?”

“Me! Me!” The bunny man hopped up. “I’m Jungkookie!”

“You can call me Hobi!” 

Oh that man was filled with sunshine, you could clearly see. 

“And I’m Jimin but you already know that, little one.”

You nodded. 

“Would you like to ask us anything?”

You shook your head then nodded again, pointing to Yoongi. “Cat-wolf. Cat. Meow-Meow.”

Jungkook burst out laughing from your left, igniting a round of laughter that filled the room and lifted the heavy atmosphere. 

“For you, you can call me whatever you want, darling.” Yoongi smiled, gums out as he looked at you with adoration. 

In that moment, you felt their strength and loyalty, their offering to you of a sanctuary - a refuge from the darkness you fought so hard from. From those that have haunted your life for so long. 

As time passed, you became part of their pack - a human amongst werewolves. They were patient in teaching you their traditions and customs, their code of honour and their ways. You learned that they were the protectors of the forest, guardians of the vulnerable, and that they are the core value of the balance of nature itself. 

Namjoon, with his kind eyes and strong presence, quickly became a source of your strength and guidance for you. His knowledge and wisdom never failed to keep you entertained. Although clumsy, this man was the foundation of his pack. 

Seokjin, with his unseriousness and constant care, he helped heal the wounds that your brother and his friends had inflicted upon you. He kept you steady as you grew, always ensuring to pull you up when you got down but bringing you down when you were too high up.

Yoongi, the car-wolf, with his gentle hands and calm nature became another one of your rocks. He never failed to teach you something new that day and he most certainly cooked one of the best foods you have ever tasted - rivalling Seokjin’s. 

Hobi, with his everlasting laughter and sunshine, was an easy person to be around as you healed from your wounds. He never fails to make you laugh. With him around, there was never a dull moment. 

Jimin, with his soft and calming nature, he unintentionally healed both your emotional and mental wounds. While Seokjin cared for your physical wounds, Jimin was always a talking buddy that helped you through understanding yourself and your worth. 

TaeTae, with his outgoing mischievous nature, the both of you were constantly creating something to be cleaned up. Hand-in-hand with Jungkookie, the three of you liked to run out and about, being everywhere. 

Jungkookie, with his curiosity and strength, the both of you were always causing mischief for the others. Like partners-in-crime, the both of you would be curious about everything and anything, so the both of you would always take it upon yourselves to figure out the answers. 

But you have also come to realise that the entire pack was more than just a pack - they were a family. Each of them had their own unique qualities and were a force to be reckoned with. Today was a full moon and under the light of the glowing orb, you discovered a love and acceptance that you had never known. Your past, with all its pain and suffering, seems to fade into the background when you are with them. Embracing the new chapter of your life, you ran forward with them, putting your full trust in the seven males you had learned to understand. 

With your heart and spirit soaring, you felt the exhilaration of the transformation, the wind against your fur, and the pure joy of being truly free. In these moments, you knew you had found your place - a home amongst those who have shown you the power of love, trust, and transformation. 

As you looked up the the moon, you couldn’t help but feel a huge wave of gratitude. The moon led you here today - to the sanctuary - a place where you were no longer a victim but a survivor; that you were no longer alone but in a place filled with love and acceptance. 

As you howled at the moon and cuddled amongst your pack, you came to realise that sometimes, safety and love are found in the most unexpected places. For instance, in a moonlit sanctuary of a werewolf pack that had become your everlasting family. 

[the-blind-one-speaks]

Preperations

Part 5

Hunter was irritated. He’d been kept from returning to the brooding site by his pup’s injuries, but he felt the itch to hunt, and a stronger instinct urging him to protect the cub from future threats. He knew how long a haunt could hibernate, knew that in the last two generations at least from what the townsfolk that had tormented him had said, there were no people that fell to the usual haunt issues. 

What he needed to know was what happened to the adult. Haunts were notoriously protective of their broods, and they seldom had only one offspring at a time. Even a haunt so… different from the rest of the species was unlikely to be abandoned. 

He knew there was little chance he would get answers. Two hundred years was a lot of time for tracks to be buried, after all. It would settle something in him, though, to scout out the place for himself. 

The pup was healing well, much faster with nightly feedings and time to bask beneath the moon. He still hadn’t spoken a word, but his little questioning clicks and trills conveyed what he was wanting clearly enough. The last injuries that lingered on him were the awful burn scars on his face, and even those were faint traces of discoloration on his pale skin. Hunter felt comfortable leaving him for a while; he would stock up some meals for the boy, make sure he had some good cuts of raw meat to gnaw on while he teethed, and make it clear that he was allowed into the gardens after nightfall. He needed to find a babysitter. His cub never liked waking up alone, even when he knew it was coming. 

He stroked thoughtfully through the boy’s curly chestnut hair. The cub still had no name; haunts never shared their names aloud -- not in a language anyone else understood, in any case. Although this was the first time Hunter had been around a haunt he wasn’t trying to kill, so maybe that was a him thing, not a haunt thing. Regardless, the pup didn’t seem to mind his terms of endearment, so they would stick with that. Now he just needs to introduce the little biter to someone willing to look after the child while he was away. 

The cub snuffled in his sleep, seeking out Hunter’s scent. He smiled down at the boy, scratching his scalp. A sleepy chatter rose from the cub’s throat, muffled by the way his cheek was squished into Hunter’s stomach. 

He was going to miss the boy. 

“Hunter! You so rarely leave your cabin. I haven’t seen you since your last mission report. How is your little house guest doing?” Cleff’s tone was full of curiosity, scent lightening as he saw the werewolf striding through the courtyard. 

Hunter grinned toothily, fangs on full display. He clapped him on the shoulder, nearly dislodging a book from the man’s overstuffed satchel. Without looking, he caught the tome in his palm and nudged it back into place. 

“You’re one to talk. Haven’t seen you for years on end, before. Finally visiting on a more regular schedule now that your initial survey of the mountains is done?” 

Cleff’s grey eyes crinkled as he smiled, old habit keeping it from becoming the wild grin Hunter knew he wore while in the wilderness. The castle courtyard was abuzz with movement, and the sounds of a busy keep tended to remind the man of his years in armor, dealing with strict regulations and a stricter code of conduct. He fell in step beside the wolf as they walked to the servant’s entrance near the kitchens. “You wouldn’t believe the properties of some of those plants! The high altitudes have altered them in ways I hadn’t considered before, let alone the way they interact with magics, and Brianna says they speak a different dialect than the plants here in the valley forests!” 

Hunter hummed, nodding along as the man rambled on, doing his best to make witty little quips and ask questions where he could. He had been in the mountains before; had lived there for years before descending into the valley, but his mind had been on things other than botany. Besides, though Cleff’s long blond hair was now streaked with grey, his face creased and weathered by his years of study in rough conditions, something about him still reminded Hunter of the quiet, determined teen that he had met all those years ago. In some ways, he would always be his first true friend, the first human to see something in Hunter beyond his strength and capability to kill. Spending time with the man was never a hardship. 

They sat in the corner of the kitchen that Cleff favored, until the man realized he had been going into a tangent that Hunter was struggling to follow. He laughed, shoving a finger in the wolf’s face, not even flinching when Hunter snapped his teeth -- which, rude. “You should have shut me up, old man! I know you can’t tell what the hell I’m saying when your ears sag like that.” 

“Shut up,” Hunter rumbled. “I was following you perfectly. Thunderberries is a great name for a bush borne fruit that sizzles on your tongue.” 

Cleff grimaced. “It really is not. The things we do for love,” he sighed. Hunter quirked a brow. 

“You could have told your nephew to pick something else.” 

“And reneged on my promise? Broken his little heart? He was eight years old, it could have been worse. That’s not what we were talking about though.” 

Hunter smirked a little. “Not what you were talking about, maybe. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.” 

Cleff snorted, waving a hand. “It’s been eighteen years, Hunter. You should see him blush when I bring it up.” He turned his cup thoughtfully, falling silent, studying the wolf with the calculating look that had first caught Hunter’s attention. The werewolf sighed. No escaping it, he supposed. 

“I need a favor.” 

Cleff’s thin eyebrows shot up. The naked astonishment on his face almost overrode the embarrassment that surged up when Hunter uttered those words. It was a point of pride to be able to do things on his own; it had taken him nearly two and a half centuries to learn to accept support, let alone ask for it. Clarissa had been the one to finally get through to him. He still missed her. “There’s something I have to do, but the cub that I brought back -- he can’t be left alone. I’m headed back to where I found him, going to take a look around, and I won’t be able to bring him with me.” 

Cleff frowned, lifting his cup. He twirled it between his palms. “I don’t know anything about haunts, Hunter.” 

“That’s fine, because he isn’t one.” He relished in the scent of shock before adding, “Not fully, anyway. Think he might be half-human, only thing that makes sense. He won’t be any trouble to you.” 

“You said he was tortured for weeks before you picked him up. What makes you think he won’t run for the hills the moment he scents me coming?” 

Hunter snorted. “I know how to keep someone in one place, Cleff.” He cut the man a dark glance, fur bristling. “Need I remind you who I was when we first met?” 

“Certainly not someone who was asking me to babysit a nearly extinct human predator,” Cleff murmured. Hunter leaned back. He knew what Cleff’s answer would be. This was far from the worst Hunter had asked him to do over the years. The man still harbored a lot of self-doubt, especially when it came to attempting something new. Hunji had been a good man, but driving Cleff so hard for perfection when he was young was one of his major failings. There had been good reason for it, but still. They always had to do this song-and-dance when Hunter brought up something Cleff had never practiced before. In the end, the man’s unfailing curiosity would always win out, and thank the gods for it, or Cleff would never leave the apothecary. 

“How long do you think you’ll be gone?” Cleff’s tone was resigned. Hunter smirked. 

“Not longer than a week or so. Doubt I’ll find anything, but I can’t hold off any longer. It’s riding my ass, the urge to get out there and make sure that stretch is locked down. Probably be scouting a good twenty miles or so out from the brood nest to make sure he was the only one.” 

Cleff hesitated. “What if… he isn’t?” 

Hunter’s eyes flashed gold. He fell silent. He could almost feel the silk of colorless hair slipping through his fingers, could almost see the crimson hatred in his enemy’s eyes. He lifted his lip absently, baring one silver fang in a snarl. 

“I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it,” he murmured. Cleff nodded. They somehow ended up on the topic of blueberries and their properties in clothing dyes. 

In the back of his mind, that biting metallic scent lingered, half-remembered. 

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[soupbiznisart]

doug sooo much softer now

[pookiepiss69]

The outsiders monster high au except it’s js the monsters they would be gang

Ponyboy- werewold

Soda - werewolf

Darry - werewolf

They are like howleen clawd and Clawdeen

Dallas - vampire

Johnny - boogieman or banshee

Steveybaby - mummy or opera ghoul

Twobit - seamonster

I’ll make more abt this au later chat

[thelien-art]

Werewold Finrod Wulf!

Inspired by @that-angry-noldo Finrod werewolf AU because I love it and everyone should check it out

[alexagirlie]

Finan x Sihtric x Uhtred Masterlist

A/N These stories feature the pairing of Finan x Sihtric x Uhtred from The Last Kingdom The Last Kingdom Masterlist

Blind Series (complete) - A misunderstanding leads Uhtred and Finan to confront Sihtric over his role within Uhtred's household.

War of Hearts Series (ongoing) - Shadowhunters Crossover featuring Shadowhunter Finan, Alpha Werewold Uhtred and Werewolf Sihtric.

We Dance with Monsters Series (ongoing) - Polycule featuring Vampire Boys.

Behind Enemy Lines (completed 6/6) - Things do not go according to plan while Sihtric is undercover in the Danish camp. He is presented with a hard choice and has to live with the consequences.

Bound by Godly Chains *contains art* - The Boys finally get some time to play the night before Uhtred's Baptism and Ascension to Lord of Mercia.

Take It Off - Uhtred and Finan work at a strip club. They meet the new guest pole dancer, Sihtric and hit it off.

Cut Me Open - Uhtred and Sihtric make a bet. canon era.

Song Challenge 2023 Day 2: A Song that always makes you smile - Uhtred and Finan make a bet. modern au.

Song Challenge 2023 Day 5: a song that proves you have good taste - Finan and Sihtric swear fealty to the new King of Northumbria

Song Challenge 2023 Day 20: A song with a number in the title - Uhtred, Finan and Sihtric attend a frat party. Sorta.

Song Challenge 2023 Day 25: The last song alphabetically on your playlist - zombies. Season 3 au.

Song Challenge 2023 Day 30: a song you want to share - vampires. canon era.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 1: First Meeting - Sihtric uses an app to find himself two Alphas to help with his heat. Modern au.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 2: Flirting - Sihtric always gets super embarrassed and runs away when either Uhtred or Finan flirt with him. So Uhtred hatches a plan.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 4: Holding Hands - Finan holding Uhtred’s hand in order to pin them down as Sihtric rides him. 

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 5: With Friends - During the Eostre feast Sihtric, Finan and Uhtred’s fuck in the hall.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 7: Teaching the Other Something - Uhtred teaching Sihtric how to deep throat without choking(in a bad way).

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 9: Formal Wear - At Stiorra and Sigtryggrs wedding and Sihtric has a surprise for his husbands. Modern au.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 15: Snowy Nights - Sihtric, Finan and Uhtred are all cuddled up to beat the chill from a cold winter.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 18: Confession - Sihtric has a confession for Finan and Uhtred.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 19: Lazy Day - Finan, Sihtric and Uhtred spend a lazy day together under the guise of going on a hunt.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 20: Exes - Sihtric unexpectedly goes into heat and calls up his ex to help him through it. Modern au.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 23: Jealousy - Sihtric hires an alpha to help him through a heat. Uhtred and Finan get jealous. 

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 26: Fantasy - Sihtric leads a fertility ritual in Coccham and gets something he always wanted in the process.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 27: Wedding Day - Sihtric. Finan and Uhtred have just been married, this is their wedding night.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 28: Something New - Finan tries something he was led to believe he wasn't allowed to want.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 30: Favorite Memory - The first time the Sihtric, Finan and Uhtred share a heat together.

Omegaverse Challenge 2024 Day 31: Meeting Parents/Family - Sihtric and Finan meeting Uhtred’s family for the first time. Modern au.

Monstrous May 2024 May 5th: Feeding Time - Uhtred is newly turned and Sihtric takes him to hunt for the first time. Finan is waiting for them when they return and they fuck.

Monstrous May 2024 May 8th: The Monster in Love - Finan finally agrees to be turned by Uhtred.

Monstrous May 2024 May 25th: The Monster Dies - The death of Alfred during the sacking of Winchester. The boys celebrate by fucking in the dead Kings bed.

Monstrous May 2024 May 31st: Happily Ever After - (side of Osferth/Sihtric) - Revenge completed, Uhtred assumed the title of High King, with Edward and Aefleflead installed under him to manage Wessex and Mercia respectively.

He throws a massive feast in celebration. Boys fuck.

WIP List

[angsty-doodler]

What started as perspective practice ended up being me doodling a scene from my vampire/werewold AU for Soren and my self insert Hilda <3 may redraw digitally later!

[dragonpyre]

WIP ask game

Tagged by @sishal01

Post the names of the files of your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you asks with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it. If you want, tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Just gonna do the one's I've opened in the last month

Werewold AU

Incubus Jason

Angst time batfam

Drunk Jason

Even more Owl House AU

Lazarized Jason vigilante

Tagging @ahsokashawarma1138 and @gone-batty-fics

[bigb-enthusiast]

HEY HEY HEYYYYY BUDDIE.. Whats ren in your au i must ask right away :3c

More importantly to me, tango? Grian? Scar? Tell me more of the au <:33333

HIIIII!!!

Ren is a werewolf, also bigbs best friend of awhile! Who… also doesn’t know rens a werewolf.. martyn turned ren into a werewold!

Tango and Grian are like. alchemist . They do potions and such! In the world alchemist are like..illegal in a way some places? Cause they can be seen as dangerous so theyre like :3 about it and sell potions anyway!

Scar is a scammer / salesmen, he is kinda close with grian also and cons people by giving dud potions(potions that dont work really) that he stole from grian

[montammil]

How do you think urban fantasy au (with magic, vampires, werewolds etc) with your ocs would look?

Ooooo ok, here is my idea!!

Lawrence is just a lonely vampire who hates humans because they killed his wife (Castlevania and Hotel Transylvania flashbacks) but a single human traveler stumbles upon his mansion, just looking for shelter from a storm after getting lost, introducing himself as Marshall.

Lawrence wants him out of his mansion as quick as possible, but something about Marshall makes him take pity on him, so he gives him shelter, food, and heals any injuries he has.

It doesn't take long for him to realize he loves him, reminded of how much he wanted a child with Nadia. He doesn't want to be lonely again, he can't be lonely again.

So, he decides to not let him leave.

And soon after, Nathan and Sadie look for Marshall, being his close friends, only for Lawrence to decide it's time for two more children to add to the family.

[koolkat9]

Your merman/werewold/vampire frukger au is one of my favorites 💗

Ask Game

Aww thank you! I've been wanting to get back into that au but I just don't have any ideas for fics + I've got a bunch of wips already.

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

You saying Maisie ends up interested in woodworking & making things with her hands, especially with Jake, gave me an idea! I can totally see Jake becoming well known for his custom woodworking but under a different name (Red Sky Designs - with a wolf themed logo 😉). Think like in Sweet Home Alabama & the main guy has his popular glass studio. He only works on one piece at a time (maybe because he still works at the yard? idk), some can take months to make, and they cost thousands of dollars. Like custom tables, chairs, bookshelves, wood carvings, ect.

His work ends up becoming popular enough that even his shitty family members start coveting his work and then at some point, unbeknownst to his parents, they end up buying themselves one of his pieces (and they brag about owning a Red Sky piece all of the time). Jake, being the little shit that he still is sometimes, decides to either carve his actual name into a hidden spot or add some hidden detail. He can't explain why he feels the need to do so, but he just does it. Fast forward and Jake & Ronnie are in Texas for some reason (idk, maybe an extended family member's wedding/funeral? because I can't see those two doing holidays with his family) and his mother is showing off the newly redecorated dining room & she starts bragging about having a custom Red Sky Designs table. Ronnie, who knew who that particular table was for when Jake was making it & who can also still be a little shit sometimes (especially when it means getting people to respect her Alpha), oh so causally says something like "Oh, I was wondering how that table turned out. You shipped it off before I could see it finished." (which is a total lie because Jake doesn't send anything off until it has Ronnie's stamp of approval). Cue Jake's family being confused. His mother is all "Why did you say that? Jake had nothing to do with this table." while looking at Ronnie like she’s an idiot. Ronnie replies back while looking at Jake’s mother like she’s the idiot and simply says “He made it, that’s why.” She then turns to Jake and says “Show them the mark.” 

Jake, who knew exactly what his Luna was up to even before Ronnie opened her mouth, just gives her a look before going over to the table and popping off some secret little panel on the top of one of the legs, reveling his name & the date the table was finished burned into the wood underneath. His family is suitably shocked when they realize Jake is the one behind Red Sky Designs. Ronnie knows this new information isn’t really going to change their minds about Jake, she just thought it was time that they ate some crow pie. 

ANYWAYS, this thing got away from me and ended up way longer than I had planned. Oops. 😆 I was just gonna say something like ‘Maisie starts to make little handmade wood pieces of jewelry/artwork and she & Jake start selling their stuff at local craft fairs and then Ronnie sets them up an online shop under a name like ‘Red Sky Designs’ and it becomes popular enough that even Jake’s shitty family buys their stuff & brags about owning it, not knowing it’s made by Jake & Maisie’. 😆

i am in love with everything about this Indy oh my god

I was thinking Maisie working with Jake EXACTLY!!! he shows her how to do everything, she comes to him with questions. it's beautiful and he freaking loves it.

i love the idea of them selling some of their stuff at a craft fair and they completely sell out. several people tell Jake that he should start selling online because his work is beautiful. him and Ronnie are just like "eh, why not, a little extra cash never hurt" but like....it blows up. people love it. Ron Swanson with the Good Chair type of shit lol he never rushes a damn thing and won't stop until it's perfect. he only sells maybe 5 pieces a year and they make absolute BANK on them.

and his family bragging about having one of his tables to his own face ashdf;sjdkfehsnkdfj;ds i LOVE IT SM and yes him and Ronnie both can be suuuuccchhh little shits sometimes ESPECIALLY if they don't like a person.

ugh i love this. thank you so much it's perfect

[simonxriley]

Chapters: 1/25

Fandom: Tom Clancy's Rainbow Six (Video Games)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Alexsandr "Tachanka" Senaviev/Original Female Character(s), Alexsandr "Tachanka" Senaviev/Skylar "Phoenix" Jackson, Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda/Timur "Glaz" Glazkov

Characters: Original Female Character(s), Skylar "Phoenix" Jackson, Timur "Glaz" Glazkov, Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda, Alexsandr "Tachanka" Senaviev, Original Male Character(s), Cooper "Leviathan" Lockyer

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Established Relationship, POV Multiple, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Summary: When a mission in the Scottish Highlands go terribly wrong, attacked by some kind of animals that dwindles the five down to three, Kapkan leaves Glaz and an injured Skylar to seek help. When he later returns Skylar is gone and Glaz unconscious on the floor. With Glaz not remembering anything that happened and no clues on how to find Skylar, Tachanka is now on a warpath. And with the help of two friends, he'll do anything to get his wife back.

Skylar, hours away from her previous location wakes up in an unfamiliar house, with unfamiliar people. There she learns a dark secret, a secret she never wished to have found out. The one thing that will change her life forever.

[violetjedisylveon]

Morut'yc (safe, secure) - chap 2

Summary: The Bad Batch goes to Ord Mantel to get information on the bounty hunter tracking Omega, and Omega makes a few startling discoveries that result in new worries for the young Loth-werewolf.

Word count: 3.7k

Warnings: Child endangerment, mentions of slavery, cruelty, ptsd, angst, worry, canon typical violence, swearing, self deprication and belittling.

A/N: Happy Halloween everyone! It's been a while since I've posted a chapter of this au, even though I've had some chapters written and done for a while.

Also Omega has adhd based on my experiences with it in case you didn't know or forgot.

AU link here.

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Omega held her arm out as Tech fixed a communicator to her wrist, she stared in excitement as he did. She still couldn't believe it.

"I get my own comm device?" She asked again.

"For the last time, yes. It's yours." Crosshair told her with his signature annoyed face.

The comm she was getting was a spare that used to be his until he decided to let her have it. She was pretty sure he wasn't too annoyed with her, she still couldn't understand him.

"Echo, what's your position, over." She said excitedly.

She let out a tiny squeal of excitement when she heard it echo through. Echo cleared his throat behind her.

"It's not a toy, Omega." He told her.

"Copy that." She said into the comm.

She glanced at the display screen, it showed they were on route to Ord Mantell. We're supposed to be hiding. She thought.

"Why are we going to Ord Mantell, I thought the plan was to lay low?" She asked, turning to Hunter.

"Not while a bounty hunter's after you, we need to find out why." He told her.

"I know an informant there named Cid who might be able to help." Echo added.

"You trust them?" Crosshair asked.

"Well, the Jedi trusted him." Echo responded.

"The Jedi who are all dead?" Tech prompted.

The atmosphere in the ship grew uneasy.

"The Jedi who knew him died before that happened." Echo clarified, he cleared his throat.

"Anyone have a better option." He inquired.

"He has a point." Omega said through her comm.

All her brothers, minus Wrecker, he was still sleeping, his head hurt, looked over at her.

"Right, not a toy." Omega put her hands behind her back.

XXX

Ord Mantell was very different from Pantora. Gritty was the word she'd use.

"Remember the rules?" Hunter asked.

"Don't wander off, keep my eyes and ears on my surroundings, don't let my traits show and trust no one but my squad." Omega said confidently before realising she'd let one of her Kamino rules slip in, hopefully they didn't notice.

"And if you get into trouble?" Echo prompted her.

"Use my comm and give my location." She responded.

Echo gave her a nod of approval. He walked ahead of them to what looked like a parlor sign. Next to it was a sign that had a very simple wolf with a thumbs up next to it, underneath was written 'Loths Welcome' in aurebesh.

"This is the place." He said.

They went inside. Omega pulled her hood over her head in case she freaked out and let traits show. It was a habit of hers.

"Charming." Tech commented on the parlor sarcastically.

A pair of aliens were fighting and there were lots different species hanging around. Omega had never seen of most of them before. The lights were dim but certain areas had special colored lights on them.

"Which one is Cid?" Hunter asked.

"I couldn't tell ya, I only heard about Cid, never actually met him." Echo shrugged.

"That would have been information to share earlier." Tech told him.

"Oh really? He didn't share important information soon enough?" Crosshair sneered.

Hunter sighed and walked over to a large lizard alien who was cleaning some dishes. Omega stared in fascination at her, she'd never seen someone like that before.

"We're looking for Cid, you know him?" He asked.

The alien crossed her arms and looked them over. She made a hmpf sound, she didn't look impressed.

"Cid huh?" She echoed.

Someone broke some stuff in the bar behind them and shouted.

"Nope. Doesn't ring a bell." She said.

"Any chance they know?" Crosshair gestured to the people in the bar.

"Was I not clear? You're in the wrong place. So unless you're here to spend money, got lost." She snapped, she went over to the bar and sat down.

Omega ignored her brothers as they started arguing. She could tell something was off about what the lizard alien told them. She sniffed around, the whole place smelled like her, it was called Cid's, any new owner would have changed the name. She walked up to the woman with a smile.

"What's you're deal Tiny?" Cid asked.

"You're Cid." She said.

Cid crossed her arms and nodded. She looked a little impressed.

"You're sharper than your friends over there. Got a better nose too." Cid told her.

"I found Cid." Omega said excitedly through her comm.

Her brothers stopped their arguing and looked to her, she pointed up at Cid behind her.

"You just gonna stand there or are we gonna talk?" Cid prompted, getting up from her chair and heading towards a room close to the bar.

"I had a good thing going with the Jedi, they valued my insights but now that they're all dead, the demand for my services has declined. Thanks to this new Empire." Cid said as she sat down behind a desk.

Omega saw something shiny sitting on a shelf and reached to touch it. Echo grabbed her hand before she could and shook his head, she smiled nervously at him and pulled her hands back to her side.

"Times have changed... for all of us." Hunter said.

Cid crossed her arms, her unimpressed face was back.

"No kidding. I never had clone deserters come to me before." She observed.

"Yes, well we seperated due to a fundamental difference in ideology-" Tech started.

"That's cute, you thinking I care." Cid snapped at him.

Omega flinched back, just a bit. She never liked it when people talked like that.

"Cut to it and tell me what you want." Cid ordered.

Echo went around the holotable and plugged his scomp in. Cid didn't like it much.

"By all means, make yourself at home." She sneered.

An image of the woman who'd tried to take her on Pantora showed up. Omega moved away from it and towards Wrecker. He made her feel safer.

"We encountered this woman on Pantora." Hunter said.

"Know her by any chance?" Crosshair asked. He was currently chewing on his own sort of chew. It wasn't like the ones Omega got back on Kamino. That's probably why he got mad when I found them. Her speedy head reasoned.

"Never met her, but I've heard of this bounty hunter. Don't know her name but I know she's Loth and she's dangerous." Cid stated.

"Can you find out who hired her?" Hunter asked.

"That depends on what you boys do for me." She answered.

The clones all looked at each other and shrugged. Omega tried not to giggle, her brothers were very funny sometimes.

"Are you fresh out of the tube?" Cid asked.

"You pull a job for me, and I get the information you want. That's how this mercenary thing works." She crossed her arms and leaned against her desk.

"Mercenary?" Tech echoed.

"Not to quick are ya? Clearly the kid's the brains of your operation." Cid said.

Wrecker laughed and held his hand out to Omega, she happily slapped it like he taught her too. Hunter sighed.

"What kind of job?" He asked.

"A rescue. There's a nice bounty on a kid named Muchi. My sources say she was taken by Zygerrian slavers who are holed up on the other side of the planet. Bring me the kid and I'll get you your intell." Cid told them.

"Well, who collects the bounty." Wrecker asked.

"Oh look, it talks." Cid spoke with a hiss in her voice.

"We split the bounty, seventy-thirty my favor. Take it or leave it." She said.

"Grab a kid from a few Zygerrians? Ha! We could do that in our sleep." Wrecker laughed.

"Looks like we have a deal." Cid smirked in satisfaction.

She pushed a data card towards Hunter.

"Details of the bounty are on there, don't screw it up." She hissed.

Omega was following her brothers out when something shiny caught her eye again. It was a sorta symbol made of a shiny silver metal, it was high up but clearly very important seeing as how clean it was. It kinda looked like a flower, but with an eye in the middle.

"Hey Tiny." Cid barked.

Omega flinched and turned to face the Trandoshan.

"Just a word of advice, Muchi is like you and those idiots you came with. If you know what I mean." Cid said quietly.

Omega was going to ask but Crosshair called her and she had to go. She waved goodbye to Cid over her shoulder as she ran out to join her brothers.

XXX

Wrecker's head was acting up again, it'd gotten worse after Pantora and it was starting to get worrisome. Omega didn't like it when others were hurt. Maybe she'll cheer him up. She thought. She grabbed her Loth trooper doll and went to show him. She hadn't decided on a name yet though, she didn't know many names and she wanted this to be something important.

She did know that there were other female clones, she knew of one that was Loth, maybe not made exactly like her but still female. If I meet them I can ask them to help me pick a name for her!

She stopped and went over that last thought. No, that'd be silly to ask them. I'd be wasting their time with a stupid question like that. She told herself.

She came into the cockpit as Tech started talking, she showed her doll to Wrecker, he nodded and went to the bunks. She took a seat and heard a term she hadn't before. Slave trader.

"What's a slave trader?" She asked.

"Someone who buys and sells people for credits." Tech answered her question on autopilot.

Selling people? Omega looked up in surprise.

"People can be sold?" She asked in disbelief.

"They don't have a choice. They're captives treated like property." Echo told her.

People aren't property! They shouldn't be treated that way! Why does that happen?! Who lets that happen?! Her mind was buzzing with so many questions that all she could get out was, "That... doesn't seem right."

"It's not. And we are going to stop it from happening to that kid." Echo said with a strong determination in his voice.

"And get paid by the lizard once we're done." Crosshair added.

"Yeah, that too." Echo wasn't as enthusiastic with that response.

Omega's head started buzzing with questions and worries and so much noise. She wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight.

XXX

Omega looked through the macrobinoculars at the scene below, there was one human and two green aliens chained up around a destroyed fountain. There was only one child but something inside of her told her they weren't Muchi.

"She looks scared." She said.

Tech talked about the security while she looked closer at the scene. There was a large cage in a secluded area, something upset was inside. She looked up as Wrecker let out a laugh.

"What are we waiting for, let's go." Omega said, getting up and starting towards the spot.

"Not so fast, kid." Crosshair turned her back to Hunter.

"You get back to the ship and wait." He told her.

"But-"

"No, that's an order." He stated sternly.

"Yes sir." Omega huffed and crossed her arms.

"You're a kid, stay off the field." Crosshair said.

Omega glared at him for a second, then looked away, his ears were showing, and teeth. For a second she thought there was blood on them. She made her way back to the ship and felt Cross's eyes on her the whole time until she closed the door.

She went over to her doll sitting on her bed. She didn't like the white armor very much, there was a scrub brush and paint of some kind around the ship. She smiled and got to work painting.

"Hey Gonky, can I paint you?" She asked.

Gonky beeped and moved closer to her. Omega let out a small excited squeal and started painting with some of the red paint on Gonky's side.

She moved on to painting her Loth trooper and talking to Gonky after a while, Gonky's paint needed to dry so she could add another layer. She was careful not to get paint on the tail or ears.

"What do you think?" She asked, showing her trooper to Gonky.

Gonky beeped.

Omega suddenly felt the hair on her neck and back stand up as her ears, though still normal, perked up at the sound of voices.

"We found their ship."

She didn't know that voice. This was bad. Something happened to her brothers. Someone was checking their ship. What if they find me?! She panicked and ran into her room. The ship had been opened, people, Zygerrians, slavers, were on board now.

Get out! Her head screamed.

Her eyes landed on the hatch that led outside of the ship. The Zygerrians were getting closer. She slid down and opened the hatch quietly, she grabbed a pack and slipped out of the ship. She held the hatch over her head and waited for the Zygerrians to leave.

They were heading back towards their base. She needed to check in with her brothers.

"Hunter? Do you copy? a-Are you there?" She asked into her comm.

She didn't hear anything.

"Tech? Echo? Wrecker? Crosshair? a-Anyone? c-Can you hear me? he-Hello?" She asked again.

All she heard was static. Her panic spiked and her fur started growing again. She looked through the macrobinoculars and saw her brothers, they were... they got captured!

What am I doing to do?! Omega asked herself, on the verge of tears.

Go help them. I'm small and yellow, I'll blend in better. I can get to the cage and let whatever's in there out. Yeah, that'll work. I hope this works.

Omega looked around carefully and started making her way down.

XXX

Omega stuck very close to cover when she was in the ruined city and close to the slavers base. She listened and watched very, very carefully before making her next move. All the time she spent sneaking around on Kamino had come in handy at last. She was incredibly light on her feet because of it.

She snuck around the inner edge of a building and crossed over some ropes connecting the buildings. Her goal was getting to the cage, she hoped no one had seen her yet.

There was a Zygerrian talking below her. Focus. Focus. Focus. She was doing her best to not get distracted. They're talking about slavery. They're going to sell my brothers! It was hard to say the least.

She suddenly picked up a new scent, it smelled wolf, it was coming from the cage. Cid said Muchi was like me, maybe Muchi is whoever's in there. If she is wolf, I can ask for help! She started moving towards the cage faster and ended up knocking a rock down.

Her blood froze when the talking stopped. They were going to find her!

"We can make do with one less slave. Maybe I'll feed you to my pet." Omega sighed with relief when the talking continued.

She dropped down onto the cage and looked into it, a pair of blue eyes looked up at her and she heard growling.

"Shhh, I'm letting you out, I need help. You understand me, right?" Omega shushed it.

The creature nodded.

"You're Muchi?" She asked.

Muchi nodded again.

"I need your help." Omega told her.

She climbed down from the cage and started unlocking the cage. Muchi growled a warning and Omega had enough time to duck away from the Zygerrian trying to grab her. She kicked at them and scrambled back up into a corner. The other Zygerrians were surrounding her now.

"She was snooping around the cage." The Zygerrian she'd kicked said.

The Zygerrian with one missing eye reached for one of his weapons, Omega squeaked and tried to back up further.

"Little skug." The Zygerrian hissed.

An electrical sound came from his weapon, Omega flinched in anticipation of the pain. The cage doors burst open and a shadow fell over her. A deep growl rumbled in Muchi's throat.

"I was unlocking." Omega said.

Muchi was a rancor, a little one but as a Loth, she was even more dangerous than an adult rancor. Muchi shouted and started swatting the slavers back.

Omega took the opening and went to run over to her brothers. Wrecker had already freed them and they were working on getting the others free. Crosshair was very upset.

"Let's get the kid and go." He hissed.

"We gotta take Muchi though." Omega said.

She got a confused stare from her brothers. Oh. They don't know yet.

"The rancor is Muchi." She said confidently.

"The rancor?" Crosshair asked.

"Yes, Cid said Muchi was like us, that rancor is wolf, they are not. And Muchi told me." Omega nodded.

"Is that possible?" Hunter asked Tech.

 "Yes, any species of any range of sentience can be Loth, more animal like species retain more of their species traits than we do, so a Loth rancor is possible." Tech answered.

"I meant about her listening to Omega."

"Muchi is Loth, so yes, she understands Omega. As for the listening, rancors have a matriarchal society, younger rancors listen to their seniors, Muchi listening to her means she's younger than Omega is, so she sees Omega as her senior and is obliged to listen to her." Tech said.

"So the kid can tell Loth rancors what to do?" Wrecker asked.

"Possibly, more than one-"

"We do have a rancor to catch if we want to get paid." Crosshair interrupted.

"Omega and I will get them to safety." Echo said.

Omega went with Echo to where the Zygerrians had some of their speeders and helped the freed slaves get away.

She waved bye to them as they drove away. Echo turned to her, his ears were showing, she wasn't afraid this time.

"Come on, let's get back to the others." He said.

She nodded and got on the speeder with him, as she did, something shiny caught her eye and she grabbed it without thinking. It was a bow.

"Look at this!" She waved the weapon around, it turned on.

"Whoa!"

"Omega, be careful, you'll get yourself hurt." Echo scolded gently.

Omega nodded as the speeder started and they drove off to find their brothers.

I have a comm and a weapon... I can be useful now!

XXX

Omega giggled happily as Muchi jumped over a small obstical. Muchi was letting her ride on her back! It was so much fun!

They were rounding the corner to Cid's when Muchi let out a loud roar and ran forwards. There was a Twi'lek standing with Cid outside of her bar, he looked really happy when he saw Muchi.

Omega got off of Muchi's back with Wrecker's help and waved goodbye to Muchi.

"Bye Muchi! Stay safe!" She shouted after the rancor Loth.

Muchi roared back with a wag of her stubby tail.

"I gotta say, fellas, I wasn't sure if you could pull this job off." Cid said once Muchi left.

"You could have told us we were going after a rancor." Echo said.

"Hmm, must've slipped my mind." Cid shrugged.

"You, bandana, my office, now." Cid pointed to Hunter and they went inside.

XXX

Like she'd thought, Omega didn't sleep well that night.

The excitement of Muchi and her wolf having it's uses faded and her mind spiraled into thinking about what she'd learned that day.

People were bought and sold against their will. It wasn't a small thing either, there were entire civilizations built upon it. Her head had taken the revelation to the logical conclusion that Loths had to be targets, with the way the she'd heard the Zygerrian leader talk about her brothers, she had the sense that Loths were very valuable.

It scared her. A lot.

What if they have friends who hear about what we did and come after us? What do they even use Loths for? What would happen if they got us?! Would they sell us to the Empire?!

At some point, the increasingly terrifying thoughts made her start crying. She tried to be quiet, she didn't want to wake up any of her brothers but she couldn't stop the flood of emotions swelling up inside her.

Soon enough, she woke someone up.

"Omega? What's wrong?" It was Hunter.

She didn't answer and turned herself away from him. He shook her gently

"Omega, please tell me why you're crying." He sounded worried.

I trust Hunter, I can tell him what's going on. She told herself.

"i-Is someone... are they gonna come for us?" She asked quietly.

"Do you mean Zygerrians?" He asked.

She nodded.

Hunter came up into her room. He was sitting next to her, she still didn't look up.

"Omega, they won't come for us." He said.

"How do you know? What if they have friends and track us down? What if they catch us? Would they sell us to the Empire? The Kaminoans? What's gonna happen if someone like her finds us?!" Omega bolted up and stared at Hunter with teary eyes.

His ears bent down in sadness, for her.

"Omega, no one is going to get us, and no one is going to take you. None of us will ever let that happen. You're one of us, we protect each other." He told her.

"You can't fight everyone." Omega said.

She didn't like the look Hunter was giving her, he looked really sad but also angry. He's probably mad at me, I talked back to him. She thought darkly.

Everyone got mad at her for talking back, they always yelled, or hit. They never hugged.

Hunter had scooped her into a hug. She'd instantly flinched from the unexpected contact but relaxed once she remembered that Hunter wouldn't hurt her.

"We will for each other, Omega. You're safe with us, you'll always be safe with us. I promise." He promised her.

Omega felt oddly relaxed. She'd never felt so comfortable with a Loth. She'd never felt so deeply that it was right. She felt Hunter's tail wrap around her. It felt good.

"I believe you, Hunter." She whispered, moving into a more comfortable position.

"Can you stay with me please?" She asked.

"Sure, as long as you need, kid." He said.

XXX

In the morning, the batch was greeted by the pleasant sight of Omega's small form curled up and sleeping peacefully with Hunter, fully shifted, curled around her.

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Omega is a sweet little (slightly traumatized) baby and I love writing her like this(ie like a more realistic kid), she's a stressed out kid so panic and cuddles.

I'm skipping episode six to get onto episode seven which is more of a canon divergent and then it gets really fun! For me at least.

Some of Omega's behaviors and thoughts are based on what I've done with myself, not all of them are good.

Happy Halloween!

I hope you all have a good day, whatever that is for you.

VJS out!

[wereworld-au]

Since it’s raining where I live right now, I have a double for you: 1. Do you guys get rain much and if so, what do you think of that type of weather? 2. Do you transform when it’s raining on the night of a full moon?

“Yeah we still transform even if it’s cloudy or raining. And Matt loves the rain, him and Tom usually go out and play when it’s raining. I tend to stay more inside with Tord”