#werewolf hiccup

[mahoganyrust]

Part 7 of Blood on Bark (vamp&werewolf) AU. - The gang plus toof man. (He and Hiccup are fraternal twins in this AU btw)

Ask and ye shall receive @midoristeashop here’s the full Hiccup fit. XD

[mahoganyrust]

@midoristeashop

Okay so first im gonna put on some Tchaikovsky. Then I shall sit down, I will tuck a very high quality napkin into the collar of my silly little French-ahh black button up shirt. Im gonna polish my shining silverware and behold it like Hannibal Lecter beholds Will Graham. I will then savour, taste, consume and chew this sweet sweet nectar of visual pleasure and hold it in my gullet for a moment before allowing its delectable nutrients to be absorbed into my being. I will then dab my lips, arise and use the energy derived to further enhance the power of my retina so I can return to my screen and gaze at this divine blessing upon my existence.

(Tldr) Or…Alternatively in gif form:

hey rust,,,,

and I’m not even fuckin kidding when I tell u that the outfit subconsciously implanted itself in my little brain cells that I wore a fit so closely similar to the vibe of hic’s to my first day of microbio,,, like the leather jacket + shoulder bag and color scheme HELLO

@mahoganyrust

[tannabet]

Masterpost for @mahoganyrust's Blood on Bark Hijack/Frostcup AU with twilight vibes

Basically it's an alternative Universe where Jack has just turned into a vampire, and has a very particular encounter with a pack of wolves.

Part one

First drawing it's a Jack struggling in the arms of his captors and a neutral Hiccup

Part two

Second, a very omnous shadow stalking Jack!!

Part three

Third, Jack facing the wolves in their territory; they ain't happy!!!!

Part four

Fourth, JACK IS HURT AND HICCUP ISN'T HAPPY (ALSO HICCUP IS ALSO A WEREWOLF IN THIS AU, DID I TELL YOU THAT!?)

Part five

THE PLOT THICKENS. Jack looking at a very different person in the pond's reflection.

Part six

Highschool sheanangigans for the bois because SOMEONE CAN'T TAKE A BREAK EVEN WHILE HURT. (guess who- yeah it's you author, imma judging you)

Part seven

THE GANG IS HEEERE

Extras 1

Humanized but not really TOOTHLESS (subject to changes but he's beautiful, isn't he!?)

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I haven't seen Maho do this but I need to thank her for the masterpiece she just delivered.

[darkcrowprincess]

What people think I mean when I say I love found family: they fit into the stereotypical nuclear family. Where this person is the dad. And these people are siblings. And this person is the mom and they are sitcom.

Why I actually love found family: a bunch of lost and broken people find other people like them(and some of them are not even related to each other at all or none of them are) and connect. They feel safe with each other. Like these are my people. It's like how Dom from fast and furious talks about his "family". But main part is no one has to be related to each other to see each other as family. No one is designated the dad or mom, or this and this "role". Heck you can even ship some people in the "family" together with each other. It's a pack, a team. The ultimate friend group. But at the end of the day they are family!

[fuckyeahhiccannamonth]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon (Movies), Frozen (Disney Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Anna (Disney)/Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III Characters: Anna (Disney), Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Rapunzel (Disney) Mentioned, Snow White | Red Shoes Mentioned, Merida (Disney) Mentioned, Mavis Dracula (Mentioned) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Vampire, Vampire!Hiccup - Freeform, Inspired by My Babysitter's A Vampire, Hiccanna Month 2023 (Disney/How To Train Your Dragon), Fledgling!Anna Series: Part 2 of Hiccanna Month 2023 Summary:

Hiccanna Month, Week 2: Fantasy AUs Day 6: Vampire/Werewolf

Anna has been a vampire, a partial one perhaps, for a few weeks, and it has been challenging to keep a secret about. She's all alone, or so she thinks. What can she do when she finds out the boy she's been crushing on for three years is also a vampire? But is he able to help her control her thirsty desires?

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HIIII HICCANNA NATION, I told y’all I would finish reblogging last year’s prompts and giving love before the month was out, and I am a woman of my word!!!

Here is @lovestrucklyuniverse’s prompt for Week 2, Day 6: Vampire/werewolf AU! I am absolutely enamored with this take on vampire!Hiccanna, and the way they interact here is just the perfect blend of wholesomeness, angst, and delicious blood-sucking spookiness. And, of course, a fun supernatural take on the iconic popular girl x weird nerd boy dynamic! Stay tuned for disastrous high school parties, Anna being shamelessly Down Bad™️, Hiccup being the supportive creature-of-the-night mentor we all deserve, oddly charming vampire flirting, and the world’s most ridiculous case of breaking-and-entering 🩸

(Blood CW here but given the genre I feel like this should be obvious lol)

[f0restteeth]

sorry to my like 10 followers that i haven’t been posting a whole lot recently, i’ve been feeling less werewolfy and more dragony. i’m sure i’ll be back on the wolf train eventually, but in the meantime if you want more frequent posts from me feel free to check out @hikstihjarta where i am having dragon feelings and httyd feelings

[heartfullofleeches]

[18+, Amab Reader, Smut, Multiple Partners, Rimming, Knotting, Reader is referred to as "Bunny" <- Whether it's a nickname or they're a hybrid is up to reader's preference]

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Werewolf Frat gathering in the basement for everyone's favorite past time of seeing who can make their sweet bunny cum the fastest and hardest.

There are only three rules

No one is allowed fuck Bunny without their say so.

No knotting

And finally

3. Touching Bunny's cock is off limits to everyone. Including themselves.

In this household, Bunny's pleasure is everyone's pleasure. Members standing by for their turn are more than welcome to relieve themselves of the lust Bunny's stifled whines infect them with, but until they crack under the lack of stimulation to their weeping dick no one is allowed to split them on theirs.

The second rule is pretty self explanatory- If someone knots Bunny the gap between switching partners would be wider. The swell would take a few minutes to die down enough for them to pull out, and by then noone would want to past Bunny off to another group. Tired, teary eyes soft and vulnerable as they curl up against the beast's chest to catch their breath.

The final rule is a bigger punishment for the wolves than Bunny. The game would be over too easy if that were allowed. Participants are given use of their mouths, hands, and dicks to get Bunny off when they get really desperate. Bunny can beg and cry all they want to give them attention where they need it most as they come undone from the slow circles of a rough tongue drawn over their hole, but they knew and agreed to the rules.

The basement is the ideal location for playtime. Bunny doesn't deserve all the scrapes and filth that would come from using them in the forest behind the campus. The thick walls make sure their moans remain in the company of the only people in their college worthy of sewing them in this state. Hands bound behind their back, stomach and chest glossy with their own precum and fluids from their harem of wolves, bite marks and hickies peppered across their perfect skin.

It's a incredible bonding experience for all. Though, not without its hiccups-

"Damn it, Jason! Rule two, dude-"

"Haha- My bad!"

[epicbuddieficrecs]

Epic Buddie Fic Rec | February 17th-23rd 2025

I got braces put in last week - for the second time in my life mind you! - so it's been a pretty miserable week for me 🙃 so I started a 9-1-1 rewatch to cheer me up 😄 (and because I'm in 9-1-1 withdrawal, only 10 days to go!!!!)

I also want to rec a 9-1-1 rewatch podcast I've been listening to, Tales From the 118! They don't have a tumblr so I'll just link to their first episode. I've really been enjoying it!

Complete

love bite by Tizniz/ @tizniz (Werewolf Eddie, Established Buddie | 1,8K | Mature):

“It’s okay, Eddie.” Buck soothes, “This is okay. You’re allowed to give into these instincts. There’s nothing wrong with it. You can bite me all over if you want.”

just hold on until the sun comes up tomorrow by thelikesofus/ @thelikesofus (Post-S4E14: Survivors | 2K | Teen):

“Buck,” Eddie says Buck’s name like a promise, like a prayer. “You're having nightmares and I'm not sleeping. If we're both going to be awake all night we might as well be awake together.” OR Why should either of them have to face the darkness alone when they have each other?

Love Language by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Post-S8A, Getting Together | 4K | Teen):

When Eddie reluctantly reveals he can speak Swedish, Buck ends up learning a lot more about him than he bargained for.

i wanna feel you from the inside by shortndiaz (Vampire Buck, PWP, S3 | 4K | Explicit):

Starts with ‘wanna go for the title?’ and ends in some blood and sex

Eddie 2.0 by bellabrady (Eddie Moves to Texas | 5K | Not Rated):

Or: After Eddie moves to Texas, Buck adopts a stray cat and names it Eddie.

🔥 The Great Valentine's Day Debacle of 2025 by giselleslash/ @gigi-gigi (Valentine's Day, Getting Together | 5K | General):

Eddie books a couples Valentine’s Day weekend for him and Buck. Except they’re not together. Eddie is an idiot.

tell me that you'll never let me go by farfromthstars/ @farfromthstars (Eddie Goes To Texas, Getting Together | 5K | Teen):

From the apartment, he calls Buck, who picks up after two rings. “Hey, did you make it okay?” Eddie leans back against the pillows on his bed and closes his eyes, wishing he was at home on his couch with Buck next to him. Or that Buck was here with him, at least. “Yeah, just got back from my parents’, actually.” “How’d it go?” Buck asks. His voice is warm, even through the phone. “Did Chris talk to you?” “A little bit,” Eddie says, and allows himself a smile. “Buck, he– he hugged me and told me he missed me. Of course, then he remembered that he was mad at me, but for a minute–” “That’s– that’s awesome, Eddie,” Buck says. “Hey, uh, I gotta run, but keep me posted, okay?” “Sure,” Eddie says, confused at being cut off so quickly. “What are you d–” But Buck has hung up already. ~ Eddie goes to Texas. Buck is being weird. It only takes them both five days to crack.

this life that we make by farfromthstars/ @doeeyeseddie (Post-S8E8: Wannabes | 5K | Teen):

Eddie stares at his bottle of beer and grits his teeth. He has to go, he knows it’s the right thing. He’s going to go. Why does he want Buck to ask him to stay so badly? “Why did you never ask me to stay?” Buck makes a sound, a mix of a hiss and a hiccup, and when Eddie turns to look at him, he suddenly looks as if he’s in pain. “Eddie, I–,” Buck rubs his hands on his thighs. “Did you want me to?” “I want you to be honest with me,” Eddie says. “And I guess I hope you’re not actually this…unbothered by my leaving.”

🔥TRUST! by pairofraggedclaws (PWP, Quarantine | 8K | Explicit):

“I get used to it, I guess. Kind of. After a while,” Eddie says. Then, very quietly, “I’m just, uh, sensitive.” “Oh,” Buck says. Eddie's just sensitive. Eddie, his best friend, who he has now seen when he comes. Who comes in under a minute if he isn’t getting some on the regs. This is – this is – interesting. * Love and premature ejaculation.

Good Job! by pretty_boy_buckley (Post-S8A, Getting Together | 8K | Mature):

Buck begins giving Eddie little star stickers to encourage him, Eddie really loves them

I don't wanna miss you like this by rainbow_nerds/ @rainbow-nerdss (Eddie Moves To Texas, Love Letters | 9K | Teen):

Once he was home—or, as Chris puts it, back in his stupid, shitty apartment, he sat down, poured himself a drink—then another, once he downed the first—took out his laptop, and started to type. It was surprisingly easy, once the alcohol hit his bloodstream, to write it out. To put himself in the mindset of someone who loved Buck and couldn’t keep it inside anymore. Eddie Diaz was living in El Paso—miles away from his best friend who needed him, struggling to cross the invisible distance his son was keeping from him. There was no quick fix for either—but he was working on it. And in the meantime, he could do something to help Buck feel better from afar.

I lose my feet in my father's shoes by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Post-S8A, Chris Coming Home | 12K | Teen):

Just as Eddie is planning to move to El Paso, Chris gets into a fight at school, and Helena and Ramon decide they've had enough, sending Chris home.

The Pieces of You (I Carry With Me) by Kwills91/ @kwills91 (Post-S8E8: Wannabes, Getting Together | 12K | Teen):

Eddie makes Buck a baby box and chickens out of giving it to him, leaving it in his closet for years and trying his hardest to forget about it, and what it might mean. Until Buck is helping Eddie pack for his move to El Paso and happens to find it.

disappearing into the distance by bucksclipboard/ @endofthedaymp3 (Eddie Comes Back From Texas, Getting Together | 16K | Teen):

Eddie wasn’t sure why he and Maddie weren’t close. It was strange, considering her little brother was the most important person in his life. Still, when the door opened, tight hugs were exchanged and cheerful welcome homes rang in his ears. “Does Bobby know? I gotta call Bobby!”, Chimney yelled. “Could you wait a minute?”, Eddie interjected. His eyes darted between them for a moment and landed on Chim, deciding he was his best bet. “Maybe first explain to me why I went to see Buck and his loft was empty. Am I missing something? Did he move?” or: eddie comes back from texas – only to find that buck has left los angeles

WIP

🔥 Gentle On My Mind by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, Shannon Lives, Buck/Eddie/Shannon | 16/? | 96K | Explicit):

In which Shannon lives, tells a lie, and sends hers, Eddie's, and Buck's lives down a very different path

🔥 Doe & a Drop of Golden Sun by ohstars/ @oh-stars (Canon Divergent, Dad Buck | 13? | 58K | Teen):

Buck doesn't mean to keep secrets from everyone, but he also can't talk about the pain he experiences on a day to day basis. With his nine-year-old living across the country and his custody limited to one monthly visit, Buck doesn't know how to share this part of himself. How does he tell his team of six years that he's had a kid this whole time? How does he tell his sister? How does he tell his Edd-- best friend? It's fine. The universe isn't going to give him a choice in the matter when the worst thing imaginable becomes his reality.

Podfic

🔥 [Podfic] Paralytic Narcolepsy Guy Hates Buckley & Diaz by oRóisín (oKathleen) // fic by eightpackdiaz (Outsider POV, Canon, Getting Together | 30-45min | Teen):

Paralytic Narcolepsy Guy is forced to listen to Buckley and Diaz talk to and about each other in his unconscious presence over the years. He insists he fucking hates them. But then he also accidentally helps them get engaged.

[choppedcandy]

what are y'alls favorite werewolf character designs from cartoons or animation?

[mahoganyrust]

Vamp&Werewolf AU part 5 ✨ “New Reflections”

[minminbunny]

Um. Can we please have more alpha hyunjin x omega reader? bc I just read your recent one and omfg 😵‍💫🫶🏻

Werewolf AU - Alpha! Hwang Hyunjin/Unpresented Gender Neutral! Reader

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"The berries look ripe this season," you whispered, picking them. You hummed, filling up your basket with different herbs and fruits, not realizing your entered the wolves territory. A loud deep growl grumbles through the forest ground. Your ears perked up at the sound, your tail puffed up with fear. "Fuck," you whispered, gripping your basket as you started to sprint. You could hear wolf paws chasing after you, "No, no, no," you whimpered, pushing yourself harder to sprint. Hyunjin growled, determined to figure out why there's a stray on their land. You kept running, not bothering to look behind. He jumped onto the tree, his speed was faster by tenfold. "Ah!" you yelped when he landed a few feet in front of you. Hyunjin pounced before you had the chance to sprint again.

Your basket fell from your grasp, the herbs and berries you picked fell back to the ground you picked them from. Hyunjin pinned you down his snout sniffling your scent gland, "Unpresented stray," he gruff, his voice threatening. You hiccuped a sob, knowing it'd be useless to fight against a full fledged wolf, "I don't mean harm. I swear. I just wanted to pick the herbs," you sniffled, pointing to the fallen basket. Hyunjin felt guilt ache his heart, "Looks like you're telling the truth," he murmured, getting off you. "My basket," you hiccuped, hoping the things you picked are still okay. Hyunjin shifted back to his human self, his body nude and exposed, "Like what you see, stray?" he chuckled, seeing you cover your face with your palms. You picked up the basket, "I'll get going now," you whispered, limping with each step. Hyunjin sighed and shifted back, "Get on, I'll bring you to the pack med," he said, bending low. You gulped, "Are you sure?" you asked, staring at him. Hyunjin nodded, "Yes," he said, sprinting back to the pack when he felt you hang on tight.

NSFW BELOW CUT

"Hyunjin, hah, ah," you gasped, pumping your fingers in and out of your slicked walls. Your scent seeped into every fabric around you. "More, please, more," you whimpered, curling your fingers to hit that sensitive bundle of nerves. Hyunjin growled when he entered the hut. Your scent filled the whole space, "Fucking hell, sweetheart. I can smell you from here," he cursed, opening your door. The lewd sounds of your slick squelched as you desperately pumped your fingers in and out of your leaky hole. The potency of your arousal spurred Hyunjin's cock rock hard, "Sweetie, sweetheart, please. Let me sink my fucking cock in you," he rasped, undressing all his clothes.

You whimpered, spreading apart your messy hole, "Need you, Jinnie," you hiccuped, your body burning with arousal. Hyunjin aligned his throbbing girthy cockhead with your hole, "You're mine," he grunted, easing his cock into your virgin hole. You sobbed at the breach, his cockhead stretched your tiny hole apart to the brim, "Alpha, alpha, too big," you cried, leaking more and more slick as your body accommodated his size. Hyunjin groaned at the searing heat engulfing his shaft, "Shh, shh. I know, sweetheart," he cooed, slowly thrusting his hips. You hiccuped with each thrust, his cock filled your hole with delicious pleasure.

Hyunjin growled, defiling your tight hole, "You're my pretty prey. All mine, little sweet," he said, thrusting slow and deep. He wanted you to feel every drag of his vein cock engrave itself within your ribbed walls. You sniffled, the love flowing between the both of you burning warmth. Hyunjin kissed away your tears, "Alpha will fuck you nice and deep, sweetheart. Then we can cuddle up like we always do, hm?" he whispered kissing your cheek. You clenched hard around his cock, "Please," you begged, submitting to him. Hyunjin smirked, "Of course, sweetheart. Anything you beg for," he said, picking up the pace as he began thrusting harder and deeper.

[aphm3ow]

s1 is so just crazy just unhinged it’s funny if you wanna watch! s2-s3 are fun in a less unhinged way i think, i like them :)

the voices in my head are telling me to watch mystreet

[thegnomelord]

speaking of unorthodox mating: scorpionflies! my favourite thanks to entomology and them being very useful 🦂 mainly because they mate on top of fresh corpses. wonder what ghost of any of 141 you choose from would react to such a colorful mate

I doubt any of them would be all that happy fucking on top of a dead dude, Ghost especially seeing he got stuck in a coffin with one before becoming a wraith, but you coming back to them, covered in dirt and so much enemy blood you look like a butcher? Oh yeah, instant boner.

CW:NSFW, reader is some kind of insect monster idk this is quick and rough

GHOST - The second he registers the blood on you, and the fact you shed blood to protect him, tickles something in his brain. It's the knowledge that despite him being able to protect himself, he has someone to look out for him. . . . it has something needy and hungry stirring inside him.

Before you know it he's pulling you to a secluded nook, claws made of solid shadow tearing your belt open so he can swallow your cock down, pearly tears smudging the dark face paint around his eyes as your cock pushes past his gag reflex, smiling around your length when you answer in a chitter of your mandibles, your claws gripping his head as you fuck his mouth.

SOAP - Oh, he's not even waiting to get somewhere private. Everything with wolves is a social affair so the second the enemy's dead and the bullets have stopped raining down on you two, he's right next to you, full body rubbing against you like a bear scratching against a tree. It makes his fur and your clothes matted with blood and werewolf hair, whining and growling for your attention as he scents you and grows progressively more aroused by the second because holy shit, you smell like death and war and such a potent mate.

It takes you serious effort to pull him somewhere more private before Price yells at you two, and before you can even open your pants Soap's already on the floor, head down and ass up, tail raised even higher and still wagging as slick leaks from his hole. He howls like a bitch when you push into him, going completely slack as soon as your sharp mandibles clamp down on his scruff — not enough to draw blood, but strong enough to hold him down as you plow into him.

GAZ - He's a lot more sneaky about his attraction, acting like a doting mate when you two sit in the plane back to base, wiping away the blood that had congealed on your wings and elytra, chirping so sweetly to every little chitter and click you make, fingers reverently tracing your bloodied mandibles to the point the other's are complaining about you two being an old married couple.

His moans are equally as sweet as he begs to feel those sharp mandibles around his throat as you fuck him into the mattress, his wings pinned down beneath him and fully trapped like he's a piece of meat for you to consume. It's the danger of what your dangerous mandibles can do added to the knowledge you'd never hurt him that has him cumming in record timing, chirps broken up by hiccups as you just continue to fuck him.

PRICE - Oh, he holds out the longest, face and tone of voice betraying nothing as he tells you to get cleaned up, while inside he's purring like a tractor. He knows he shouldn't feel like this, that it's more than wrong fraternizing with you when he's your captain, but the way you'd looked covered in blood does something to him.

His claws rake down your front as he rides you slow and deep, slitted pupils taking in every little twitch of your wings and click of the mandibles, your desperate moans stroking his draconic pride as you beg to let you cum. And Price just tuts, "Come on, wouldn't want to disappoint me now?" He says, voice like a honeyed sticky trap, and you can do nothing but nod your head and try to hold on while Price tests your sanity by riding you into the early hours of the morning.

[ladykailitha]

Staking a Claim Part 2

Hello! We get a resolution to the last cliffhanger and add a second less dire cliffhanger.

I will be posting this on Sundays and Tuesdays until it's completed for a total of six parts. Thursdays will be reserved for whatever story I want to update that week. It might be the soulmate AU, the werewolf AU, or even omega AU. Wednesdays are still for WIP Wednesday.

Part 1

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Steve woke up with a pressing need to throw up. He sat up in a hurry and looked around. He didn’t recognize his surroundings and didn’t know where to go to empty his guts.

Someone thrust a bucket into his hands and he gratefully puked into it. A warm hand rubbed his back and that person began muttering encouraging inanities.

Finally he was able to stop and he looked up to see who his rescuer was.

“Eddie?” he murmured. “What happened?”

“Hey, babe,” Eddie whispered back. “Don’t worry about that right now. I just need you to keep throwing up whatever’s in your stomach, okay?”

Steve blinked at him a moment before he was forced to vomit again. It came out through his nose as well as his mouth. His nose was raw and his throat wrecked. But he couldn’t stop.

Tears ran down his face as he body continued to reject whatever it was that was causing this.

“That’s right, let it all out.”

Again Steve stopped and he looked up at Eddie mournfully. “I hate this.”

Eddie pulled him into his arms and held him tightly. “You think you can make the short walk to the bathroom?”

Steve nodded and went to go set down the bucket but Eddie stopped him.

“You might want to hold on to that just in case.”

Steve looked at Eddie then back at the bucket. He nodded.

“You hold onto your new friend Mr. Bucket,” Eddie said lightly, “and I’ll hold onto you. Okay?”

Steve nodded again and let Eddie help him to the bathroom. Eddie took the bucket and set it in the bathtub. He opened the toilet seat so if Steve needed to throw up, nothing would impede that and went in search of a spare toothbrush. He didn’t think that any of the guys would want Steve touching theirs and he wasn’t about to let him touch his.

“Eureka!” he whisper shouted. “When you feel up to it, you can use this to brush your teeth.”

Steve stared at him blankly like putting anything in his mouth would be a nightmare right then.

Eddie took a deep breath and held it for a moment. “Right, that’s not important at this moment. Got it. Priorities, Munson. Get it together.”

Tears streamed down Steve’s face and he whispered, “I’m sorry. I tend to ruin everything.” And then promptly began throwing up again. He started to shake as the vomiting and the cold got to him.

Eddie walked out and Steve really began to sob.

Then there was a warm blanket placed around his shoulders. “You didn’t ruin anything, Stevie. I promise I’ll tell you all about it when your well enough to hear it, but it wasn’t your fault.”

Steve sobs became hiccups then the hiccups became sniffles and then Eddie looked down to see that he had fallen asleep.

Eddie rocked him back and forth on the cold bathroom floor, trying hard to not fall in love with this man.

*

When Steve woke up a second time, he was in a cramped bathroom, wrapped in a warm blanket and pressed to Eddie’s side.

Eddie must have felt him stir. “Hey, baby. How you feeling?”

Steve buried his face into Eddie’s neck. “Like I’ve been run over. I didn’t think I drank that much to get this hungover.”

Eddie carded his fingers through Steve’s hair. “Do you still feel like you need to throw up?”

Steve lifted his head as he thought about it. “No. I feel like shit, but not like my guts are going turn themselves inside out.”

��Good,” he said. “I’m glad. Why don’t you take a shower and brush your teeth and I’ll set some clothes for you to change into on the toilet seat, okay?”

Steve nodded.

Eddie helped him to his feet and got the water in the shower started for him.

Steve stripped out of his clothes and got into the shower. He closed the curtain and just let the warm water wash over him. He thought hard about what happened last night.

The only thing he remembered was that he had been having a great time and then nothing. He heard the door open and then close quickly. He peeked around the curtain and saw the clothes on the toilet seat as promised.

Steve relaxed with a sigh. He looked around the shower and was surprised to see how neatly organized it all was. But he didn’t want to take anyone’s shampoo or anything so he just rinsed his hair instead. The body wash on the other hand was something he had to use. He opened each one to smell them, not wanting to grab something that would give him a migraine later.

He settled on the third one. It was woody, like pine. But not super strong or fake smelling. He got to work scrubbing himself down.

Once he no longer felt as though he’d been dragged out of hell by his balls he stepped out of the shower and dried off with the big fluffy towel that was on the hamper.

He dressed in the clothes Eddie had set out for him, complete with underwear. They still had the fold lines and wrinkles fresh from the pack. They were black boxers but then Steve couldn’t really see Eddie wearing anything else.

He slid them on and they were warm and comfortable. Next went the warm sweats and then finally the band shirt. He looked at himself in the mirror. He looked and felt like shit. There was nothing for it. He had to go out and face the music.

Or at least Eddie Munson, which as far as Steve was concerned was the same thing.

When he walked out into the main part of the apartment, he could tell it was still early enough that everyone else was in bed, but not so early that it was obscene to be seen awake after a night at the bar.

Steve slid into one of the bar stools at the counter and watched as Eddie made breakfast. Eggs, link sausage, bacon, and hashbrowns.

“That’s a lot,” he murmured. “I’m not sure my stomach is going to appreciate your effort.”

Eddie grinned. “It seems really counter-intuitive, but greasy foods tend fair better on hangovers and upset stomachs. You’d think it’d be the opposite, but nope.”

Steve cocked his head to the side. “Huh, I never would have thought it either.”

“Why don’t you call someone to let them know you’re okay, while I go rouse the boys?” Eddie suggested as he turned all the heat on the stove to low. He nodded to the phone on the wall.

“Robin!” Steve cried. He looked around for a clock for the exact time. “Shit! I was supposed to be at work twenty minutes ago!”

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[spookberry]

Im like pretty sure the first time i ever read an abo fic was cuz of merida/hiccup too fyi. I only knew about those words in terms of like the Alpha and Omega animated wolf movie and also this one werewolf book series i read in middle school so i was pretty confused but merida topped and that left an impact on my tiny gay baby brain

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Snoods

Wednesday silently snuck past the yellow police tape, careful not to let the bright, neon color touch her skin as she entered the now twice abandoned mansion. The last time she was here… she shuddered just thinking of that horrible night. It was certainly the worst birthday ever and not in the exciting way.

Shaking off the unpleasant thoughts, Wednesday continued into the mansion, entering the same way as before.

Everything was different inside and yet exactly the same, but she wasn’t here to explore or sightsee. She was here to grab something that never should’ve been lost. The raven went straight for the stairs down to the basement and soon enough… she found it. And it… broke her cold, black heart in ways she hasn’t felt in so long.

Shredded black fabric laid across the cold and dusty floor and Wednesday dropped to her knees to pick up all the pieces, tears flowing from her eyes unbidden as she tried to hold back her sobbing. Wednesday held the tattered fabric to her chest as she cried for who knows how long, just kneeling in this abandoned house that has taken so much from her, now taken one more thing from her.

Suddenly… “Wednesday?” A voice rang out throughout the house, traveling down the stairs like the echo of lost memories.

“Wednesday! Wednesday, why are you out here again? I swear, if this is another stupid- Wednesday?! Oh my gosh, Wednesday! Are you okay? Why are you crying? What happened? Are you- hurt… oh… Oh, Wednesday,” Enid’s voice softened impossibly as she noticed her girlfriend clutching the torn snood she had made for her all those years ago.

Enid quickly wrapped the seer up in her arms, holding her carefully, but oh so tightly, just how she knows the girl loves and as she does, the dam breaks and Wednesday lets out an absolutely heart-shattering sob as she curls up into Enid’s embrace.

Endless apologies would be spewing from Wednesday’s mouth if she weren’t crying so hard that any words were just completely incoherent. Enid shushed her gently and comfortingly rubbed her back and her head.

The werewolf waited out the worst of the storm, letting her girlfriend have a very overdue and much needed cry session that would hopefully wash out most of the emotional gunk that had definitely built up inside the poor raven since the day her pet scorpion died and she had sworn off tears and emotions altogether. It was necessary, Enid knew, despite how painful it was for her to hear the smaller girl sounding so entirely broken down and defeated.

Once Wednesday’s tears had slowed and all that was left was small little sniffles and hiccups, Enid pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes and spoke, “Feeling a little better? Yeah, I’m sure you are, that was probably a literal decade in the making. Don’t worry, baby, it’s okay. You’re okay.”

Wednesday hiccuped as she looked down at the torn snood in her arms, “It’s ruined…”

Enid simply smiled softly, “It’s okay. I’m very sure I can fix it, it’ll be good as new. But… I don’t think this was all just about the snood, was it?”

The raven shook her head as she looked away sadly. Formulating how to word it all, she was interrupted before she could even speak. “Hey, Wednesday? You don’t have to talk about it, if you’re not ready for it. Take your time, okay? Besides, we should probably get out of this creepy ass house before we get caught down here or something. Principal Weems will have a total fit if she finds out we were out here again.”

Enid’s bright optimism and enthusiasm always managed to sweep away all the pain and darkness inside Wednesday in a way that she just couldn’t fathom was real. Nonetheless, she nodded in agreement and the two girls stood up and walked out of the mansion together, this time holding hands while Wednesday held her snood tightly in her other arm.

It wasn’t okay yet, but it would be, in due time. Enid was right, it just takes time. And it’s okay to not be okay all the time. As long as they had each other.

(Day 29, Prompt 29 of Wenclair-Tober. Sorry this is so late lol. I took melatonin last night and it always makes me sleep in super late lol. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this one! Yes, it takes place in S2 time, whenever that exactly is. Weems is alive because I said so! Just remember, everyone, it’s okay to not be okay. Take care of yourselves and be patient with yourselves. Much love, Rachel ❤️)