#wolves w/o teeth

[palesweetscherryblossom]

A Cat’s purr

Warning: Mention of child neglect, murder, Yandere behavior, tumblr divider was made by @strangergraphics

Life in your tiny mountain village was considered to be very mundane and uneventful. Well, aside from the fearsome cat beast that’d been terrorizing the place. The current explanation was that your village head had struck a deal with the Bakeneko and had failed to deliver his end of the bargain.

Angered by this, the cat yokai had declared vengeance on your village and he wasn’t bluffing either. First, the creature had killed half of his livestock. Then scared away all the distributors who traded with the citizens with wolves.

Disturbingly, he got strangely playful with his torment. Turning poor villagers into mice and chasing them like it was a game, dancing as a cruel taunt and then delivered a horrible famine to the place.

‘I won’t stop till I’m given what I’m owed, stupid humans.’ It’d hissed when people had pleaded for it to cease its torment. It was agreed upon that something had to be done.

You were the child of a poor family and you were humbly offered up for the task. After all, no one would miss you.

Bitter winds swept over your form as you trudged through the unforgiving snow. E/c eyes wandered to your lantern which was loosing light. Your mind was elsewhere though, swarming with pleasant, comfy thoughts of warm blankets and pillows, a hot meal and loving hugs.

Your family had preferred to busy themselves with their jobs and children that they had actually wanted. You were just the unfortunate “accident.” Always the last to eat and be acknowledged.

So you spent your time either in nature or your schoolwork. The only time you got genuine attention was from a strange cat.

A simple blue colored one, with red eyes and sharp teeth. It’d been nice enough to sit with you when you were by the pond. It let you pet it, occasionally purring and going as far as to loaf in your lap.

Your thoughts were interrupted by you tripping on a branch. “Ack!” You seethed with pain as your lantern rolled down a steep hill as you focused on the pain. “Ow, ow, o-ow..” You sniffled almost childishly, clutching your ankle as you tried to get up. Then you heard a low meow.

Tomura hadn’t considered himself soft for humans. He regarded them as weak, soft creatures who couldn’t tell their hand apart from their ass. Except for you.

You were a gentle little thing. He’d spotted you by the koi pond, a place where he’d get a little snack every now and then. You were there, crying your eyes out.

At first Tomura wanted to mess with you but changed his tune when you regarded him with gentleness. You didn’t swat him away or yell at him, you let him come to you.

You’d given him a sad plight, you weren’t getting the attention you deserved and were being treated like a ghost rather than a child. Tomura was reminded of his mate, who was abandoned after getting too sick to take care of.

Imagine his disgust and shock to see you, all out in the cold with nothing to protect yourself.

“Isn’t this a shame.” He rasped, catching your attention. “I thought you humans were pack types, not loners.” He mused, sitting by you.

You tried scooting away, for you realized that this was the Bakeneko you were destined to slay. “Ah, ah, don’t strain yourself, kit.” Tomura chided, getting closer. “I’m a friend.” He purred.

“W-what do you want?” You sniffled, trying to wipe away your tears. “A-are you going to h-hurt me?” Tomura shook his head.

“No, I don’t bother with little mice like you.” He stretched before turning to you. “You know, little kittens shouldn’t be out at this time of night. Should be in bed.” Shigaraki tilted his head.

“I-I know.. I-I just gotta s-slay you.” You weakly whispered, trying to muster up strength.

“But how could you do that when you can barely get up?” Tomura teased. “Don’t strain yourself, kitten.” You frowned at the patronizing tone he took.

“I-I’m not a kitten, I’m a human.” You huffed, weakly swatting him away. Tomura chuckled, hopping on your chest.

“Hmm, nope. You’re just like a kitten. Small, helpless, cute.” He bapped his paw at your face gently. “Where’s your pack, hm? Surely they didn’t send someone as frail like you out.”

You let out a brittle whimper. They did. Just handed you a flimsy knife and told you to find the beast! While everyone else was warm and cozy in their homes, you were freezing to death and being taunted by the creature!

“Oh, don’t cry.” Tomura’s soft voice brought you back to reality. “They really did send you out here by yourself, huh?” You nodded weakly, earning a sympathetic meow from him.

“Poor kitten, my poor baby.” He purred, nuzzling your face. You couldn’t stop yourself now, fully crying as you held him.

“Shh, it’s alright. There there my poor thing.” He purred, delivering a few kitten licks. His parental instincts were kicking up slowly, watching you sob helplessly only amplified them. You didn’t deserve to suffer like this, no. Those filthy humans had no right treating his kit like this.

“You know, you don’t have to go back.” He murmured, slowly transforming into his more humanoid form. “Why don’t you come with me? I’ll keep you warm, fed and cozy in my home.” You snuggled up to him for warmth, weakly nodding off.

“Your wish is my command, my sweet kit.”

You were never seen again

[macsimagines]

Boo How is it the Spooky Month and you asked for it I'll ask about Werewolf Mikey, Izana and Shinichiro

H A P P Y H A L L O W E E N

three pack alphas lmao and brothers

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, MINORS DNI, NSFW, FURRY???

Yandere!Werewolf Izana Kurokawa

He is head of his pack and fucking proud. Unchallenged, undefeated and unmated. For now. He's held out for years, he's had offers but none of them were good enough and if he's being very honest it wasn't all that important.

Until he met you. Stupid camper with her dumb friends, stinking up his land. He knew the local humans were smart enough to stay out, he knew that some influential ones had even made laws to keep humans out. But every now and again a dumb few would try their luck and go missing.

He's ready to just unleash his whole pack on them, he knows many were dying for some action and honestly he was looking forward to sinking his teeth into something that screams but then-

"Oh! Lookit the puppy!" are you serious? Izana has heard screams gasps and even a scared 'N-nice do-doggy-' but you were actually... baby talking him? "Ooooo! Big puppy! C'mere, lemme give you some scratches, who's a good boy?"

Izana humors you, bemused more than anything and just planning on sinking his teeth into your neck the moment you let your guard down but- you sure do know how to scratch.... You get all the hard to reach places and your fingertips are so soft when you massage just right behind his ears...

Ok, new plan. The nasty humans you came with need to go, but you can stay and become his queen... He needs his head scratches after all.

Yandere!Werewolf Manjiro Sano

Grew up surrounded by humans. Hated it. He was taught, or at least his family had tried to teach him to to live amongst the human populace, but it never suited him to hide who and what he really is.

So he goes completely feral, taking a group of young wolves with him and starting the Toman Pack in the surrounding forests. The people in town whisper about a demon wolf lurking in the woods and taking people that trespass or offend him, and he just finds it so amusing.

You don't listen to the warnings. You never have. He likes that about you. You're always in his woods, maybe you take pictures, maybe you just hike, or maybe you just wander the trails, but whatever it is that you do Mikey is always watching.

His pretty baby. You're so cute when you trip on stumps, so adorable when you hum to yourself, so vulnerable when you think no one is watching.

But Mikey isn't patient, he's an animal afterall, he goes after what he wants when he wants it. And the fear in your eyes when you see him, when you realize the rumors were actually true, makes him want to chase you all the more.

You put up a good fight... Not really, but it is comendable how hard you try run, how hard you try to hit when he gets on top of you, but don't worry baby, he won't bite. much.

Yandere!Shinichiro Sano

He lives amongst humans and leads a pack that tries to integrate with them. Its hard. Its exhausting constantly keeping his own wild urges and the urges of others in check, but Shinichiro presses on and he does it all for you.

Not that he's proud of it, but he's been playing you for years because you think you've been feeding and taking care of the same GIANT stray black dog.

Its your own fault, having fed him all those years ago in his wolf form, having been so kind and loving, smelling so good. He fell in love the moment you pet his fur like he was some kind of lap dog.

And you've tried for years to catch him, he knows you want to take him home with you forever and love him. You've said as much. Once you actually got leash and collar on him and took him to your home.

He ended up living there a week with you, the best seven days of his life, but quickly came back to reality and released himself in his human form while you slept. It wasn't fair to his pack to be living in paradise, and it wasn't fair to you to be living a farce.

But don't worry, he's going to reveal the truth to you soon, and this time he'll take you home.

[fiyaerrigan]

wait hang on all of these options sound cool as hell. can i be greedy and get a 🦸‍♂️ and a 🕑, please?

re: this post

(be greedy all you want with these, lol! i know i take forever to answer them but unless i'm really in a slump for the specific fic i WILL try to answer for all the fics included in an ask =D)

🦸‍♂️ for the Superpower AU feat. nonpilot!flying!tommy, mentor!bobby, and a buck who might literally have too much of an effect on the people around him.

Here's some of the aforementioned mentor!bobby, now with a shocking lack of dialogue tags bc i am a lazy fuck!

“You can't force yourself to feel the same as someone else,” “Maybe you can't, old man, but last time I checked, our powers work differently.” “They're similar enough. Why don't I backtrack on that last bit? Maybe then you’ll get it through your thick skull: under no circumstances should you force your empathic abilities. That's how you get people killed.” “C'mon, no one's gonna die because I had to stretch my feelings a little to save them. I'm saving them. It's not like I'm gonna decide it isn't worth it mid-link and leave them to the wolves.” “It wouldn't be up to you. Your version of ‘stretching your feelings’ means putting yourself in danger just to link up to victims we could've reached anyhow. Add the stress you put yourself under to the fact that you can barely get a solid hold on five vics at once—you're gonna wear yourself out sooner or later.” “So you were lying when you told Judge Grant you had faith in me.” “Oh, I wasn't lying, kid. That faith’s just tempered with a healthy dose of skepticism, because for some reason you insist on amping up your fear response to the point where your heart’s two seconds from beating out your chest.” “Don’t exaggerate, okay? I get the memo. I’ll dial it down—a little bit—from now on.”

bone apple teeth? onto the next fic!

🕑 for the Time Traveler!Tommy fic feat. fall out boy title inspo, pre-118 buck, post-breakup tommy, and probably smatterings of the former tommy/abby engagement

this is (unfortunately) just a very small bit of dialogue, but I wanted to post it anyway since I had to sideline @itsthecityoftheflower @the-obnoxious-sibling @sunsetandevningstar and @ladyeyrewrites who all asked for 🕑in a previous post

“Hey,” came a voice to his left, and Tommy’s gut filled with pure, unadulterated dread. “Lakers Guy! Didn't think I'd catch you somewhere without sports coverage." Oh, you had to be shitting him.This was a completely different bar from last time! It was practically on the other side of the continent, as far as L.A. was concerned. “I, uh, had to call it quits at my last job," Evan Buckley Point Zero-Nine explained. "Owner couldn't afford the rent, but that's the beauty of pop-ups, right? I've got guaranteed employment—at least until summer rolls around. Anyways!" He clapped his hands together and slid something over to him. "Here's a drink, o-on the house. Wouldn't wanna make you run out so soon.” Tommy grimaced. Well, I’m gonna be running out anyway. Sorry about that. Himbo Evan was oblivious to the dismissal. And, yes, Tommy had to call this version of Evan a himbo, for the distance it added between them if nothing else. It was only right in this freak reality where his worst nightmares seemed to come true. —Including the nightmares where Tommy had to be an asshole, whether he liked it or not. “Wasn't sure what your typical poison was,” Evan—Himbo Evan—went on, “but I did remember it came in a pretty bespoke-looking bottle—” Here, he shot Tommy a look he definitely didn’t know was flirtatious. “Let's hope my educated guess paid off.”

*meme voice* it's not much, but it's all i have? alas. hoping inspo for this fic comes easier now that i have SOMETHING written down lol

I thrive off feedback please if this makes you feel any way TELL me in the replies or w/e I'm BEGGING youuuuuu

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[prince-liest]

Your last 666 series installment is the best thing that happened to me. Its full of gore, somehow fluffy and wait-.. do I finally see some FRICKING COMUNICATION between the two idiots!?!?!

Ngl, Vox's 'Alastor not being able to love' statement hurt my soul. Your writing is brilliant and and let's just see what ending ya wro-..O MA LORD IS THAT VAL'S LOVE POTION!?!?!?!?

Now I need to know what's next!!!! And VOX I SWEAR IF U USE THIS SITUATION IN ANY WAY IM GOING TO SKIN YOU ALIVE.

This series is a blast♡ love it!♡ makes me weirdly passionate and excited hah!

Some communication, and some communication failure, hahaha. They're going to be talking a lot more in the next one, actually, because I meant to write some NSFW and they had to go and attempt a healthy conversation instead. What can you do.

Thank you so much, I'm delighted that you're enjoying! :D

And: Way more anon asks about the latest 666 getting answered under the cut! <3 I combined a bunch from the last couple of days.

prince, I'm going insane over the latest fic. so we know from Alastor's inner monologue that he knows the roofie was an accident, but considering the super stressful situation, the fact that Vox was the one to ask for a kiss and the fact that Alastor accused him of wanting instead of loving him not a few minutes ago…. makes me wonder if Vox might not be at least a little worred that Alastor might think it was on purpose <3 gonna be rotating this in my head for the foreseeable future - ✨

I am so glad that these things are on y'all's minds, hahaha. Because you can bet they are on mine. >:D And THANK YOU, very pleased to be dragging everyone down into insanity with me.

“Should I stitch together the scars your teeth left in me in a mirror of my own signature on your body.” Fucking. POETRY. 🐈‍⬛

I am always so happy when I write shit like this and instead of everyone pointing at me and going, "Look, what an EDGELORD!" the response is you people being VERY nice and leaning into the feelsy fun! 💛

holy moly ??? i love the new 666 addition aaaah 😭🙏 the trials and tribulations of feeling scorned and ghosted by a loser who confessed his love to you and the next time you see him he’s holding your LITERAL heart in his hands by alastor ! OMFG this was too good esp the part where vox is like “bro why do YOU CARE ?? i thought you didn’t love me huh?” and alastor is like well. maybe i.do. 😐 LIKE CMONN this really played out like some soap drama and i loved the neat details on resuscitative thoroctomy (learned a new word too so double bonus) the fact vel was on the line w her and val’s apparent surgeon for val’a little ‘incidents ??? GOLDEN I SAYY hope we see more of ur oc … 🫣🫣 btw ofc vox would love to an end an argument with a kiss OF FUCKING COURSE HE WOULD 😭 thank u sm for this chapter princeliest my dear <3 hope life is treating u well too !! -🦌

Vox is ahead of Alastor in terms of effective in-the-moment conflict resolution, but goddamn if he isn't fucked up in his own fun little ways. They're so not done with most of these issues, but at least they're on they're way to maybe be able to have a real conversation about them!

You know. If they chose to do that kind thing. Instead of whatever they will probably do instead.

Anyway, THANK YOU!! I had a great deal of fun writing this chapter and digging into some of the issues that have been slowly collecting underneath the surface of kinky radiostatic, so I'm happy you guys are enjoying as well!! :D

AS FOR MY OC... I WILL POST ABOUT THEM SOON. I LOVE THEM A LOT AND IT EXCITES ME THAT PEOPLE WANT TO KNOW MORE OF THEM. Tysm for asking Q^Q

Just read the new addition to the 666 verse, and inside of me are two wolves: The first is saying: Immaculate, artistry of the highest form. We finally get Alastor’s own confrontation with his vulnerability and him trying to figure out what exactly the relationship with Vox means to him. Cannot wait for how this all is going to develop. The other part of me: THE BREADCRUMBS WORKED THE MUSE IS WRITING!!! Followed by this image (since tumblr won’t let me attach it while being anonymous) https://i.redd.it/hx2shk642vs71.jpg -🕊️

LMAO THAT PIC. Amazing, flawless, thank you. The breadcrumbs DEFINITELY worked, please keep feeding. Digging into Alastor's shit is bringing me life and I'm happy to share it, hahaha. We're swinging even harder on the introspection in the next one!

As a sucker for medical gore and aroace angst, I lack the words to express my love and appreciation for your most recent installment of 666, but your writing of radiostatic's dynamic was captivating and proved to be such a lovely read as always! I loved that you touched on Alastor's relationships with the women around him as that has always been such an interesting aspect of his character to me! I never really put much thought into how Vox's apparent avoidance of Alastor in the show could mirror Alastor's disappearance, and now it will Not leave my mind. My heart hurts for these two dorks, super looking forward to chapter 2!

"Medical gore and aroace angst" should be the title of my memoir. Honestly, this series has ended up a lot more edgy-bloody than I expected it to, since I usually tend to prefer to portray my whump/angst/violence/etc in a much more roundabout way, but it's actually kinda tipped over into, like... part of the point is how banal it is, how beside the point. The upsetting heavy-hitting bits aren't the blood, they're everything else that goes on around it. Anyway, thank you so much! <3 I think your heart will find some relief in chapter two, haha, I hope you enjoy!!

Meanwhile alastor, completely convinced that there’s no situation where vox actually loves him and is happy with the way things are—either vox wants more and is going to start asking for more, or he doesn’t actually love him and just wants to have sex with him and thus either way he is a Liar. They’re so fucking bad at this. No one is capable of being the adult here. I think they need an auspitice.

It's really funny that you said that, because that is kind of exactly the role that [spoiler] ends up playing, though in a more roundabout way, hahaha. They certainly need someone to, like, get them to be having the same conversation with each other instead of two parallel ones. I think the fun thing about writing Alastor reacting to his own feelings is just how much his reaction can change based on how things are framed for him, and it leaves a lot of wiggle room for how differently I've ended up writing him reacting to the season 1 finale in 666 vs in Happily Ever After, and Other Shit Nepotism Can't Buy.

But, god, you really nailed the description of what Alastor is feeling. <3

Vox in the latest 666, my ENTIRE HEART. Literally nothing about how he read the situation was a bad take or a leap to conclusions, but alastor constantly says the opposite of what he means and refuses to admit vulnerability or friendship and what the hell else was vox meant to do with that, of course he backed off, they need to have this talk so badly

YES, PRECISELY! Like, I hope it came through that really neither of them was completely crazy to react the way they did! It's a result of how much of their communication has been nonverbal, implied, and talking around things - they'd been doing so well up until this point, but there's only so far that can take you before you start thinking that you're on the same page when really you're reading two completely different books! Thank you sm! <3

‘But I am capable,” Alastor says gently. “I love you very much.” Vox gapes up at him. “...I. Fuck you.” His voice is tight, strained. “I don’t fucking believe you.” Alastor feels his smile thin. “Well. That’s just dandy, then, isn’t it?”’ I AM NOT OK GOING FUCKING FERAL

Probably one of my favorite lines to write, ehehehe. THANK YOU ANONNNN <3 It's kinda interesting to see how differently some people read this. Some folks thought Alastor was saying it to hurt Vox (which is how Vox read it). Some folks thought it was true (how Alastor intended it). Some folks thought Alastor was trying to fit into the mold that he thought Vox wanted from him (how I intended it). All of them make sense as readings! >:)

[profound-imagination]

A Whole New World - Fenrys Moonbeam

A/N: So this could potentially be the start of a new series if people want it.

In which our O/C Rory wakes up somewhere she didn't know.

W/C - 3.1k

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What a terrible date. Awareness flared through her in boughts. She could hear people talking, they sounded panicked. "Miss? Miss can you hear me?" Her eye was pried open, a bright light shined into it and then the other. "No pupil response." Darkness again. Am I dying? She thought. How did I end up like this? It hurt to think. She couldn't move.

"She's losing a lot of blood! Miss? Can you hear me?" She tried to pry her eyes open but it was like someone had glued them shut, tried to ask the person to be quiet because her head hurt but she couldn't. "Found her purse, name is Aurora West, she's 20 and according to the lanyard in here she's a veterinary nurse." She cringed to herself, no one but her grandmother called her Aurora, she was Rory, she tried to move her mouth to tell them but nothing happened, she faded again.

The sound of a horn, a moment of panic and pain, then nothingness. It repeated over and over for she didn't know how long. Horn, panic, pain. Horn, panic, pain. Horn, panic, pain. And then she woke up and remembered nothing of the darkness or what had happened. Had she been kidnapped?

Rory had two emotions flood through her as her eyes opened. Relief that she was alive and breathing. Confusion at the fact she'd woken in the middle of a lush forest, the sun shining down on her face, the mossy ground was soft on her back and she wanted to curl into it and fall back to sleep but she needed to figure out where she was and how she'd ended up here.

She pushed herself up to her feet and realised then that she was barefoot. She was also wearing a light linen dress that looked like something from a storybook. What was happening? She owned nothing like this, if she wasn't in her scrubs she was in leggings and a big t-shirt. Nevermind that, no one wore dresses like this unless they were in some kind of play or TV show.

A branch snapped behind her and she span. She saw no immediate threat as she scanned the trees around her but she didn't know where she was or what would be considered as a threat. Were there bears in this area? Wolves and Mountain Lions? She didn't know but she pushed down her rising panic and picked a direction and started walking. She was a city girl, no one had ever taught her to follow the sun or how to identify which way was North, she couldn't identify constellations or survive in the wild so she had to find civilization quickly.

She'd been walking for hours, the sun was setting and her feet were essentially torn to ribbons as she stumbled through roots and brambles. Rory fought hard against the panic that was slowly gripping her like a vice, what if she was walking away from safety and further into the woods? She was cursing herself for all her late night scrolling about creatures that supposedly lived in the woods, ones that preyed on humans when they strayed off the trail, well she was so far off any kind of trail she wasn't sure one even existed. She was tired and cold, hungry and thirsty when through the trees she saw the flickering of a fire. Fire meant people right?

Rory approached the group, fully prepared to beg whoever was there for help, for water, she didn't care. The hairs on the back of her neck rose but she ignored it. As she grew closer she noticed something wasn't right about these people but again, she ignored it. "Excuse me? I'm lost and I need some help." All their attention turned to her at once. The orange glow cast upon their faces made her shudder. Their faces were sewn together as if they were wearing masks of skin. the more she took them in the more stitches she noticed, something really wasn't right with these people.

The one closest to her gave her a sickly smile, his teeth all wrong, sharp and jagged with pieces of what she assumed was flesh stuck in between them. Rory took a tentative and involuntary step back. A female approached his side and took her in. "She's pretty." Her voice was terrifying. "I want her." She said, the male looked down at his female counterpart and said in almost a lover's voice, "Then you shall have her." And he lunged.

Rory fell back another step as he lunged for her and then froze at the roar that came from their right. A flash of white launched through the air between them as the male swiped at what should've been her chest with claws that he shouldn't have. The wolf as she now realised it was, yelped as it went down, claws meeting its side instead of her and then it stood, shook itself off and growled. Rory's blood ran cold at the sound, it promised death she thought and prayed that it didn't promise hers.

Her assailants seemed to know this wolf, their panic and excitement was palpable. "The White Wolf!" The leader smiled that horrible smile again, "What a prize!" His female counterpart smiled an equally disturbing smile at him. "We'll both do well today."

A wolf. Rory had never seen a wolf in real life. Big dogs she'd dealt with plenty being a veterinary nurse but never a wolf and she knew through her training that wolves shouldn't be as big as this one was, not even the biggest wolf of record was as big as this one was. She couldn't stop staring as this magnificent beast stood between her and them. It turned its head once to look at her and huffed. "Run." Is what it seemed to say with that huff and its onyx eyes. But she didn't. She couldn't move as she watched the wolf tear into these people and them tearing back at the wolf.

It was over as quickly as it began. The only ones left standing were the male and female who had spoken to her originally and the wolf. Now bleeding in multiple places and his fur now more red than white. Still it stood it's ground between her and them, it had never once given them any ground to get closer to her. "This isn't over!" The female hissed, "I will have her!" The wolf sunk into a defensive stance, one she'd seen dogs make time and time again. The pair made no move to attack and the wolf continued to hold his ground as they backed away.

It wasn't until they were out of sight that the wolf turned and looked at her. Part of her was screaming at her that she should've run while he was distracted, the other part seemed convinced that she was perfectly safe with this apex predator walking towards her slowly, as if she was a deer about to bolt. He'd give chase if she did, she knew that. Deep in her very being she knew that this wolf was no threat and that it had chosen her to protect. "Thank you." Rory breathed out when it was stood directly in front of her, the words shakier than she wanted. "You saved me." The wolf seemed to understand her well enough as it dipped its head once and she couldn't resist the urge to scratch his ears while his head was down.

The wolf's head shot straight back up and she withdrew her hands. "I'm sorry!" She started to ramble, "It was a reward, like with dogs, when their good you scratch their ears and give them loves, I was just trying to thank you and obviously I know you aren't a dog, well you are kinda, like a really really big dog-" she was cut off as the wolf huffed again and Rory would swear for as long as she lived that it was laughing at her as it lowered its head again and nudged her hand. She started up her scratches again and the rumble that left the wolf's chest sounded content as she brought her second hand up to fuss him as well. "See, I knew you'd love this, you're just a good boy who deserves all the pets aren't you?" She asked in that stupid voice that everyone uses to talk to their pets.

"You're hurt!" She suddenly remembered and the wolf's huff sounded annoyed this time as she stopped her ministrations at the top of his head and around his ears. "Will you let me have a look?" She asked as its onyx eyes met hers once more. Instead the wolf walked past her a few meters before stopping and looking back at her expectantly. Rory didn't move. The wolf looked back into the forest and back at her and huffed in annoyance. "Oh!" She gasped, "You want me to follow you?" He lowered his head once more, his way of telling her yes she assumed.

With a quick consideration that she must be out of her mind to follow a wild wolf into the forest once more she moved to follow him. He waited until she was level with his front legs and started to walk again. "My name's Rory." She told him as they began to walk, she didn't know why, it's not as if he could use it, it just felt like the right thing to do. He kept pace with her, never once leaving her behind, he even allowed her to have a hand in the fur of his back to keep herself steady. She wasn't sure how long she'd walked for before they came across a shallow river. The wolf bounded forward and splashed happily through the water, rinsing the blood from his fur and his maw. Rory laughed at him from the bank, "You really are just a big puppy aren't you?" He bound towards her, the intent clear and she took a step back, "Don't you dare!" It was too late, he'd caught the end of her dress in his teeth and had dragged her into the river with him.

She could've sworn the wolf was laughing at her again as she resurfaced, hair plastered to her face, dress floating around her waist and completely see through. "I can't believe you did that!" She swept her arm across the water, splashing the wolf. "It does feel nice on my feet though." He lowered his head once more as if to say, "I know." She pulled herself out of the river and wrung out her hair. "Will you please let me look at your injuries now? You've started to limp, you must be in pain." He shook his head slightly and instead looked up the hill on the other side of the river, a cabin stood atop it. "We're going up there?" He lowered his head. "Will you let me look and help you when we get there?" He lowered his head again. It was getting dark and the temperature was dropping quickly so Rory scratched behind his ear and agreed.

Rory pushed the door open to the cabin, relieved that that had made it. The wolf was struggling now, despite the fun they'd had in the river, she knew he'd over exerted himself and he then helped her up the hill, walking behind her and pushing on her legs and lower back to support her up the steeper parts. The wolf limped in behind her and a fire roared to life in the hearth as soon as he entered. "Okay that was weird." Rory mumbled to herself. The wolf had curled himself in front of the fire and was closing his eyes to rest when she interrupted him. "No, no sleep, let me check!" He huffed in annoyance but let her fuss over him. There wasn't much she could do, she realised, not without any kind of kit. She tore open cupboards in the kitchen and bathroom looking for any kind of first aid or sewing kit as he watched her through the one eye he had open but she came up empty. The only thing she could do is wait and see.

"I think you'll be okay to get some sleep, I'll keep an eye on you." She told him gently, her hand scratching behind his ears again. It wasn't long until he was asleep. She considered running, but it was the middle of the night now, where could she run too? Besides, she was completely safe with the wolf beside her, she knew that in the very marrow of her being. He'd keep her safe, she thought as she drifted off to sleep.

When she woke, she was warm. She could see from her spot on the floor that the fire had gone out so why was it so deliciously warm. She cracked her eyes open and let them adjust to the light but as they did, something tightened around her middle. She looked down to find arms wrapped around her, keeping her pinned to a big, warm chest. Someone was curled around her and the wolf was nowhere in sight.

Rory screamed, as loud as she could, hoping the wolf would hear her. Instead the man behind her shot up, dagger already in his hand and moved in front of her into a defensive position quicker than she could comprehend. She scrambled backwards, as far away from him as possible before her back hit the wall and she had cornered herself.

The man turned to face her, "Rory, what is it? What's wrong?" She paled, "How do you know my name? Have you been following us? Where is the wolf? There was a wolf here!" He lowered his dagger, then dropped it completely. "I know your name because you told it to me, I wasn't following you, I was walking with you, it's me Rory, I'm the wolf." He told her gently, hands up in surrender and he took one small step forward as if she was a skittish animal. "That's impossible! Men don't turn into animals!" She threw back at him. He took another step. "You're right, men don't, but some Fae Males do, and Females."

This man was insane, she needed to leave, to find a way past him and out of the cabin but still, that feeling of safety remained. "Fae? What's a fae?" She asked. "You're not from around here are you? I'm a fae, see?" He showed her his pointed ears and his sharp canines. "We're faerie folk." He told her, she snorted, "Like out of story books?" He shrugged, "I'd say you're the one who is out of a story book, I'm Fenrys by the way." She couldn't believe it. "Fenrys? Like the wolf? From Norse mythology? And you're telling me I'm the one out of a story book."

"I don't know what that means," he told her, "but yes, like the wolf, see?" And with a flash of white he was the wolf from yesterday again. "It really is you?" She breathed and the Male as he'd made it quite clear that he was, stood before her again. "Why did you help me?" She asked, he flashed a flirty grin at her, "I love a damsel in distress and you're too pretty to be worn by a skinwalker." This was all too much. "How did I get here?" She asked him, "There's no Fae or Skinwalkers where I'm from, it's all just legend, folk lore, no men that can turn into wolves." He sat in front of her and crossed his legs, his hand grabbed hers gently, "I don't know Rory, but I think I know someone who might be able to help you. Besides, we don't all turn into wolves, Rowan turns into a Hawk. Dorian can be whatever he wants, so can Lysandra but their powers are vastly different." He stopped suddenly, "This is a bit much right now isn't it?" She nodded and he seemed to be thinking, "Okay, so let's take this one bit at a time, one question at a time, breakfast? Let's start with some breakfast? Sound okay?" Rory nodded at him and he gave her a gentle smile as he pulled her to her feet and steadied her by her waist as she tripped forward.

Once they'd eaten a breakfast of porridge with plenty of honey and some tea, Fenrys hunted through the cabin for something more suitable for her to wear, he came back with a pair of leggings, boots, wool socks and a loose shirt. "It's all I could find, the leggings and boots should fit but the shirt will be too big as it's mine." Rory nodded, "Thank you, is this your cabin?" That was her first question since they'd made the agreement to take it bit by bit, question by question. "It belongs to the Court, we all use it when we travel or hunt, we have them set up all around Erilea." She nodded and moved into the bathroom to change out of her dress.

He was right, the leggings did fit, very nicely in fact and they were so soft. With the thick socks on the boots fit nicely as well. He was also right about his shirt, it was huge. Rory rolled up the sleeves several times and did up half the buttons on the shirt, the other half she left undone so she could tie a knot in the shirt to shorten the length. She then tackled her hair, scraping it up into a bun on top of her head and securing it with a scrap of fabric she found on the side.

Fenrys stopped moving when she re-emerged from the bathroom and he was staring. "What's Erilea?" Rory asked, deciding to ignore his stares, but she couldn't hide the blush that stained her cheeks at the attention of such a beautiful male. She'd been subtly staring at him since this morning. "Is it where we are?" She continued her question. Fenrys pulled himself back into the room and stopped staring at her, "Yes, that's the continent you're on."

He approached her and wrapped a green cloak around her and secured it at her neck. Rory danced happily as she squealed, "I look like I'm in Lord of the Rings, like I'm part of the Fellowship! Are we off to destroy the one ring?" She asked him and Fenrys just looked confused, "I don't know what that is." He told her and she laughed, "I get the feeling we're about to walk a lot, I'll tell you the story of Lord of the Rings as we go." He nodded once and shouldered the pack he'd been putting together while she got changed.

"Ready?" He asked, smiling down at her, god he was tall and beautiful. Rory nodded at him and she took the hand he offered her. "Where are we going anyway?" She asked him, his smile broadened. "To see Aelin."

[kinkandkreep]

Connor Kenway: Celebratory Birthday Headcanons- Part 3

A/N: Alrighty y’all, here’s part 3 of the Connor-canons! For those who are just joining us, first of all, welcome! We’re doing celebratory Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor Kenway birthday headcanons! There’s been two other parts thus far, the Yandere!TOKW au relationship headcanons and the non-yan canonical au relationship headcanons. These will simply be the modern!au non-yan headcanons w/o the relationship aspect. I hope you all enjoy! Also, please feel free to send in Connor related asks and requests. I’d be more than happy to gush about him to anyone willing to listen and share. (Also this is a long one, so buckle up folks.🙃)

Modern!Connor Kenway Headcanons

Right off the bat this man loves pizza

It’s like his favorite food

He also a big fan of eggs and different kinds of meat, so he likes that he can have both on a pizza, i.e a breakfast pizza

(The Palmeros ones from Walmart are really nice actually so if y’all like breakfast pizza and haven’t tried ‘em you should 👀)

He’s also quite fond of hearty soups, but I think we all coulda figured that out

Idk why but I always feel like Connor takes good care of his hands

I mean, he takes very good care of his hygiene overall but I feel that his hands are particularly important to him

Canonically, he’s only supposed to be like 6’0 but I don’t think any of us in the community accept that so let’s say that he’s actually more like 6’5 😂

I say that because since he has such an imposing figure, he recognizes that people might be wary of him upon first glance

Also, being as big and built as he is, he sweats a fair amount (not like, abnormally, just probably more than the average sized man) 

He takes such good care of himself because A.) that’s what you’re supposed to do and B.) he’s very conscious about the way he smells and presents himself to others 

Of course we know that Ratonhnhaké:ton is Native American and the Mohawk people in particular aren’t fond of being touched by people they aren’t familiar with, as is demonstrated by Ratonhnhaké:ton throughout the game 

But I maintain that he is still of mixed race, and so, as he’s been exposed to American society at large, he’s become only marginally more comfortable touching and being touched by others 

What I mean to say, is that he definitely won’t be going in for a hug if he’s only just met you, but he’s slightly more willing to accept and return a cordial handshake

As far as further physical contact goes, the most he’s got is a clap on the shoulder for his homies and a bear hug if you’re his lady

I’m not super sure where my mind is in terms of age for Con-Con man for this set of headcanons, but I’m thinkin’ he’s late college age, so like 22 onward

That being said, Connor attended Dartmouth College and earned his Bachelor’s degree in environmental engineering 

He also minored in zoology, his focus being on canines, namely wolves 

(I really wanted to say that he did something a little less rigid and attended a trade school, but I couldn’t reconcile that with his intended degree/career path 😭)

Taking into account his degree, I’d say Connor’s favorite subjects in school were…well, environmental science and, perhaps surprisingly, home economics 

He was skilled at math and reasoning but wasn’t very fond of the curriculum, though he enjoyed the skill application aspect, and he was a very strong reader but just preferred to be more active and hands-on, so reading was done more so out of necessity for him instead of enjoyment 

English is still his second language, but he speaks it better than a number of his peers

Since this is a modern!au, he’s comfortable enough with English to use contractions and rarely does he omit them from his speech

Connor has very pretty teeth, and a stunning smile

When he chooses to show it 🙃

You see it most often if you’re his best friend or his girlfriend

His mother sees it often as well

He has a somewhat strained relationship with his father, Haytham

He and Connor’s mother were married for a time but divorced when Connor entered adolescence

The split was amicable, and both Haytham and Ziio still hold love for each other 

Connor, however, knows that the reason for the split is that Haytham was far too ambitious to ever settle down fully and live the life of a family man

Though still young when he and Ziio got married and had Connor, Haytham got antsy as both he and Connor grew older and Connor became more independent, and the older man couldn’t reconcile his desire to “be free” with his married home life

Connor resents him for that, as his mother, though she hid it well, was clearly heartbroken by the decision to divorce, even though it was mutual

Haytham does still provide for Ziio as she doesn’t work, and hasn’t for Connor’s entire life

He also offered to pay for Connor’s schooling, but it was fully covered by grants and scholarships so he declined

He didn’t want to owe his father anything anyway

So, in this modern!au, where does the name Connor originate from?

Well, Connor is an Irish name, derived from the word Conchobar, meaning “lover of hounds”

When Ziio was pregnant with Ratonhnhaké:ton and living with Haytham, they rescued an older dog that had been left injured and abandoned on the side of the road

Ziio, probably due to pregnancy hormones, felt an extreme call to help the poor animal and insisted that Haytham at least carry him to the vet

Begrudgingly, Haytham agreed, not wanting to upset his already delicate wife further

After getting the pup to the vet and following his treatment, Ziio decided she wanted to adopt the dog, as it seemed to have grown fond of her, in particular her belly, in the short time they’d spent in each other’s presence

Bringing the dog home, who the vet determined was a Czechoslovakian Wolfdog and about 7 years old at that point, Ziio and Haytham named him Noble

Noble kept by Kaniehtí:io’s side for the rest of her pregnancy and stayed close even as she gave birth at home 

He immediately took to protecting and interacting with baby Ratonhnhaké:ton and the baby seemed completely unafraid of the pup 

This inspired Haytham, who suggested the name Connor to Ziio, as he’d heard the name during one of his previous excursions overseas and thought it fitting for his common name

Ziio agreed, and the name has stuck ever since 

Whew, now that we got that all squared away, back to Connor’s actual headcanons 🙃

You know, I don’t think Connor would be a stoner stoner, he would try a couple times and decide he likes the calming after-effect, but not the lack of alertness associated with the high

While we’re on the topic, he prefers brownies over cookies 

Also, while Connor is a chocolate person, he prefers overall savory foods over sweet ones 

Dark chocolate will always be his guilty pleasure treat though 

Connor likes antiques and old cars, and so he drives a ‘76 Chevrolet Scottsdale that he bought from one of his mom’s friends, an older war veteran by the name of Achilles Davenport 

Achilles acts as Connor’s pseudo-grandfather, and Connor spent many summers in his teenage years helping Mr. Davenport fix up his house- a large manor on the Massachusetts hillside- and, by way of Mr. Davenport’s tutelage, learning how to repair vehicles and hunt/track animals

Connor also worked a lot in his teenage years, and still continues to support himself, more out of a simple desire to be self-sufficient than anything else 

When he wasn’t helping Achilles, he did some odd jobs here and there, before finally settling for some time as an apprentice for a land surveyor

Connor was quick to learn the skills associated with land surveying and impressed his boss so much that the man wrote him a stellar letter of recommendation when he applied to Dartmouth 

He even offered to employ Connor full time once he graduated, but Connor politely declined the offer, saying that he wanted to do a little more job exploration before settling at one place 

(The man was very understanding and assured Connor that if he ever decided he wanted to come back, there would always be a position open for him)

While in grade school, Connor was that guy that everyone loved and who was very, genuinely kind and helpful, but who also took no shit from anyone and would beat up bullies 😂

Everyone also knew he had a strong aversion to being touched and had a pretty severe case of RBF, but his puppy dog eyes and willingness to lend a helping hand was so precious they loved him anyway 😭

Speaking of RBF, his mom and dad both have serious cases as well, and that’s where he gets it from

He also just naturally has an extremely low tolerance for BS and it shows 

Now ladies and gents, a rapid fire round of headcanons for Connor to wrap everything up in a neat little bow 😁

Rapid Fire Connor-Canons

He really enjoys karaoke

None of his friends have ever seen him with his hair down

Once when he was little, Connor wandered off on his own and followed a wolf back to her den, where he was subsequently amazed upon witnessing her tend to her cubs

He got in a whole heap of trouble upon being found and was forbidden from going outside period for like 3 months and couldn’t go outside unattended for a further 6 

He thinks pineapple on pizza should be a crime punishable by an ass whoopin’

Learned parkour from A.) a lot of trial and error and B.) watchin’ a bunch a guys do tricks and stuff on Youtube

Tends to swear at people in his native language 

Doesn’t like how jittery coffee makes him feel 

Is ambidextrous but favors his left hand to throw and his right hand to write

At Haytham’s behest, Connor took archery and horseback riding classes from the ages of 10-13

He never competed, but was noted for his skill at both 

Isn’t at all ashamed about the fact that he gets mani-pedis

Is teaching himself how to play the acoustic guitar 

His favorite drink is the Arnold Palmer with unsweet tea

Lowkey cried the first time he watched Forrest Gump

Rage quits his video games 🙃

Is actually very civil when playing board games, and he loves Monopoly (he prefers the version with cash instead of card) 

Has never screamed (like, as in a frightened scream, he yells at people all the time 🙃)

Adores dogs

And dogs are inexplicably drawn to him as well

Has a budget and sticks to it (like a baddie 💁🏾‍♀️💅🏾)

Overall, modern!Connor is a very respectable, well-rounded young man with bright prospects and a positive outlook 😁

[taintedevesayori]

⚰️ Diatober ⚰️

Day 5: Bloody | Prompts by @fruit-of-infidelity | Masterlist

“It’s so peaceful when it’s just the two of us,” Yui turned to Sayo with a smile. 

The two had stopped at a park on their way home from school. They didn’t have any of the Sakamaki brothers with them for once, which was a blessing for the both of them. They could just enjoy their time together. That’s why they had stopped. They wanted to take advantage of this alone time while they could. 

“It really is. I wish we had time like this more often. Maybe we should start sneaking away?”

Sayo grinned, indicating it was a joke. Sayo didn’t care about sneaking off but knew it was a different story for Yui, who would get into trouble for it considering the difference in their freedom. 

“I wish we could,” Yui giggled. “But I suppose if it happened too often, it wouldn’t feel special anymore, right?” 

“You always look at things in such a positive light,” she couldn’t help but smile. “I really admire that about you.”

“R-Really…?” Yui’s cheeks flushed, considering she didn’t expect the sudden compliment. 

“Yeah,” she chuckled at the girl’s reaction. “No matter the situation, you find something good about it. That’s pretty amazing. I couldn’t do it.”

“I don’t know about that…”

“Just take the compliment, silly,” Sayo laughed. 

“O-Okay,” Yui laughed along with her. 

All of a sudden, a howl interrupted them. They glanced around in surprise.

“Have you heard? There have been wolves spotted in the area recently,” Yui said. 

“Wolves? What are they doing all the way out in town? That’s strange…” 

“I agree,” Yui frowned. “That howling sounds really close…”

“Yeah…as much as I don’t want to go back, we should probably get going,” Sayo sighed. 

As she went to grab her bag, she spotted the source of the howling a ways away from them. There were four wolves hiding in a group of trees. 

“Yui…stay calm. The wolves are right over there,” she said, motioning in their direction. “We need to slowly make our way out of here, alright?” 

“R-Right…” 

Sayo took Yui’s hand, leading her away as carefully as possible to avoid drawing the attention of the wolves. But unfortunately it was them the wolves were tracking in the first place. No amount of sneaking around would help now that the wolves had finally found them. 

To the girls’ horror, the wolves immediately followed them. 

“W-What do we do?!” Yui exclaimed under her breath. 

“I’m not sure…” Sayo muttered. “I’ll think of something. I don’t know if we can outrun wolves, but I guess that’s the only thing we can do for now.”

“O-Okay!”

And so, they ran, but as expected, the wolves were hot on their trail. It didn’t take long for them to catch up. 

Yui screamed as one lunged at her. Sayo stepped in front of her, slashing at the wolf with her pocket knife. It yelped, falling back for a moment. The wolves paused, not expecting their prey to fight back. 

“Yui, run! Go get one of the brothers or something! I’ll hold the wolves off!” Sayo yelled, standing her ground, pocket knife held out in front of her. 

“I can’t leave you!” Yui shook her head, tears in her eyes. 

“You aren’t, you’re going to get help. Now hurry and go! This is just wasting time!”

Yui hesitated. She didn’t want to leave Sayo….but there wasn't anything she could do. If she stayed, Sayo would be at a disadvantage trying to protect her. The best thing she could do was try to get the brothers, like Sayo said. 

“I’ll be back!” Yui finally exclaimed as she ran off. 

Sayo let out a sigh of relief once she was gone. One of the wolves tried to run after her, but Sayo immediately attacked it. The wolves were aggressive to begin with, but now it seemed they were even more so…because they were angry one of them got away. And they were turning that rage against Sayo. 

“What have I gotten myself into…?” She grit her teeth, bracing for their attacks. 

Sayo was clinging to consciousness sometime later as she coughed up blood. 

She was no match for four wolves. She knew that when she let Yui run away. She knew that someone probably wouldn’t come in time to help. That was proven now as she limped from tree to tree, using them as supports to walk. 

The wolves had run off after a while, but not after doing a lot of damage. She was badly wounded from their attacks. And yet somehow, she managed to get back to the Sakamaki manor after quite some time.

The brothers were gathered in the entranceway along with Yui, who was still trying to convince them that Sayo needed help. 

“Sayo?! You’re hurt!” Yui cried out when she saw Sayo. 

She immediately ran over to the girl, helping her to a seat. 

“So you weren’t lying…?” Ayato muttered. 

“We need to get you help!” Yui continued to fret over her. “We should take you to a hospital!”

“That will not be necessary,” Reiji sighed. “I will take care of it. Just give me a moment.”

With that, he walked upstairs to his room. 

Laito opened his mouth to make a comment, but noticed Sayo’s eyes were closed. He moved to get a closer look, only to see she had passed out from exhaustion. 

“Her scent is too damn strong…” Ayato decided to leave the room. 

Kanato and Shu followed his lead. The only ones to stay were Laito and Subaru. 

“Think she’ll be okay…?” Subaru muttered after a moment. 

“She’ll be fine. Reiji is taking care of it, after all,” Laito replied. 

As much as he had a problem with Reiji when it came to Sayo, he had to admit he had talent when it came to this sort of thing. Everything would be fine. And sure enough, her injuries began to heal when Reiji forced her to drink the concoction he came up with. 

He stayed, along with the other three, as they waited for her to wake up. It didn’t take much longer. 

“God…” Sayo scrunched up her nose when she glanced down at herself. “I need a bath…I’m covered in blood…”

Laito smirked, opening his mouth to make a comment.

She glared, speaking before he could. “Don’t even start.”

Image made with neka

[mangoisms]

hii! is there any reason why your frmb and wolves w/o teeth fics aren’t accessible anymore?? i planned to read it rn but then when i visited the site, it says site can’t be reached 😭 or maybe the whole wp site is js currently down?? thank god i have ao3 😭😭😭

that is so weird!!! i haven't changed anything about those fics on wp, they're still posted and should be accessible to anyone. i tried it on my end outside of my account and it seems to be working but i don't know.... must've been something on wp's end to mess it up. sorry about that!!! but yeah, they're all still up on both sites and should be accessible, barring any issues on the sites themselves. i'd definitely let you guys know if i planned to pull anything down ^_^ hopefully it works soon for you!

[ts-janus-rp-blog]

"O-Of course! Of course! I'll never hurt them again! I'm sorry! I promise! I promise I'll never hurt them again! I just bought him to boost my ego around town! But I'll never do it again! I'm deeply sorry!" The man knelt down before Patton and bowed his head to him. "I promise I'll never hurt any wolves again!"

The wolf hiccuped and cried into pattons head. "S-She... I didn't...think she was real! I thought...she was some made up...fairy tale that the others made up! I didn't think she was real! But I was so desperate... I wanted to be freed so badly... W-Wait... Would... Would the others still want me? I don't have any claws... They took my claws... They sawed down my teeth..." He wasn't wrong, they did. There's no way he'd be able to chew through bone with sawed down fangs like that. "Didn't think others would still want me. I... Yes... Of course I will... Yes! I-" He was cut off by the kiss on his forehead. He was frozen for a moment, probably just processing the warmth and healing that's going through his body. Then he let out a breath of air, and his body relaxed at that. But then he looked up and his body tensed up once more at seeing the massive amount of humans staring at him. His eyes widened in fear and he stepped back, clearly scared.

"How do we know it won't hurt us?!"

"I don't trust you, Patton! Tape that wolfs mouth shut! Now! Before it goes after the children!"

"Why should we even listen to you, Patton! You're some dumb whore who doesn't know anything about the real world! Get out of the way!"

Looks like pattons powers work on humans, but not a massive crowd like this. It looks like his powers is pretty limiting for right now. Maybe if he works on it he could possibly use his powers on a massive crowd like this and make them all listen to him? But for right now... His powers are too weak.

But, someone was pushing past the people in the crowd. Someone who looked familiar... Janus! He pushed passed someone else before he made a dash to Patton. He wrapped his arm around Patton and turned to snarl at the humans. His eyes glowed a faint gold color, and his fangs appeared in his human form. "BACK OFF MY BUNNY!!!" He roared loudly, then his body shifted back to his wolf form. He roared loudly into the crowd, still holding Patton close to his chest. "NO ONE TOUCHES MY BUNNY!!"

@pattxnsanders

Patton knew better than to wander in the woods this time of year. Everyone knew strange creatures and monsters would make their way nearby, passing through on their migration from the southern valleys to the northern forests, and so it was much too dangerous for anyone to be wandering.

And yet Patton was going out, alone. He was hoping to get a peek of the strange yet mystical creatures that would pass through, as well as getting some berries so he could make jam for his older brother. He walks quietly and swiftly, and keeps his gray cloak tucked in tightly.

Janus stumbled through the harsh greenery. He was keeping his roughened rags for clothes tightly against his body. His knees were trembling as he was trying to walk. One step. One step. One...step... The entire world spun around him, it was getting hard to see what was in front of him. But he has to keep going. One foot in front of the other. Come on Janus. You can do it. Once you reach the forests you'll have a much better chance at hiding from the predators. You can rest. Just gotta keep going. Keep going... Keep...

He tried to open his mouth, but then he was faced with the sharp reminder that he cannot. Why? Well, the predators got him once already. But he was able to run away... Not without some scraps and bruises, and a silver muzzle strapped tightly over his mouth. He can't even open his mouth slightly without the fur on his snout hitting the silver, causing his fur to hiss and be burned off. He can't even take the muzzle off with his fingers or else he's risking burning his fingers off. He also can't use his rags to take it off cause the silver burns him through the clothing. Ow. Ow. Ow.

Cause of this muzzle the werewolf hasn't been able to eat in... Oh, how long as it been? Months? Probably. It feels that way. Even as he is walking his stomach is painfully growling at him. He could feel his bones ache with every single movement. His knees won't be able to handle the weight of his body for very long. His ribs were poking out of his sides and he could feel it every time he held his arms to his sides. He's so hungry... So hungry... So hungry...

His head suddenly lifted, and he stopped dead in his tracks. Slowly he turned towards a sound. Footsteps. Who would dare go near this pathway for mythical creatures such as himself? Either predators or someone that is asking for a death wish. He's one of the last remaining creatures to use this path for the season, everyone else is already ahead of him. Maybe they thought everyone was gone already so they can use this path again? Probably.

Or it's predators hoping to snag a few stranglers of the bunch.

Everything in his brain was telling him to keep going and try to hide away. It's most likely a predator hoping on snagging him. Go. Keep going. Try to find shelter and hide away until the human is gone-

That was, until he spotted the human.

His brain turned to mush. Every thought in his mind evaporated from his mind just like that. His pupils became slits. His mouth began to water. Drool splattered on the ground below him. His fur became thicker, denser, to protect his fragile body. And, his claws extended.

So... Hungry...

He let out a snarl before he went down onto all fours. Before he could even think he started bolting towards the human. So hungry. So hungry. So hungry. Food. Food. Meat-

SNAP

why isn't he moving? Janus snarled and growled as he clawed at the ground, trying to drag his way forward. In his wolf state he didn't even notice that his leg got caught in a bear trap.

@pattxnsanders

[gaze-into-whump]

Attakius and emry for drug promt 3

This is @whumpster-dumpster‘s prompt: “You feel that, don’t you?” Whumper whispers, pulling Whumpee’s chin up to look into their glazed eyes. “Soon you won’t be able to even lift a finger.” From this post Attakius visits Emry in the basement. This is after their childhood friend, Thorne, has gotten to leave, first to tend to injuries, then because he was good.

CW: manhandling, forced drugging, paralysis

Emry spends most of their time as a wolf these days. It’s like the winters when they were on their own - it’s cold and their wolf’s fur is more effective than some ratty clothes. The cage is small, and barely gives them room to pace.

They tense when the heavy doors to the menagerie - quite a distance from their cage, open.

Attakius.

They bare their teeth.

“Oh dear,” Attakius says mildly. “I can see you’re in a mood.”

Emry growls.

Attakius tsks. “After everything I do for you. No matter, I have something that will help smooth this transition.”

Emry growls again. You have something to make me more compliant.

Attakius chuckles like he understands. Then his face turns contrite. His traitorous bastard face. “I’m trying to help you Emry. That’s why I’m going to unlock your cage.”

Emry starts to open their mouth to snap at Attakius but his statement makes them pause with their mouth hanging open. Their ears press back to their head, equal measures embarrassed and suspicious, and they close their mouth.

“Of course, you’ll have to be human. I can’t have a wolf running around my menagerie.”

There’s always a catch. But it’s okay, for a little bit of freedom. They shift quickly, reaching for their clothes as soon as they have human hands. The clothes are disgusting, and they smell like stale sweat and Attakius, but at least they’re covered. They stand in front of the door and glare at their captor.

“Now now,” Attakius says, “would a smile really come amiss? I’m doing you a favor.”

“Fuck you.”

“I can leave.” There’s an edge to Attakius’ voice that makes Emry’s hair stand on end. If he leaves, he won’t be coming back for a few days at least. No food, no water, no break from their own thoughts. Emry looks down.

“Good dog.”

It’s pure mockery. If anyone else said that to them, Emry would shift and rip their throat out. They settle for a low growl, proving his point, probably.

But Attakius has always been a man of his word. He unlocks the cage.

Emry hesitantly steps out. There’s a table across the room that has all manner of sharp objects, a pike, a knife, a chain of silver… a silver chain wouldn’t help them, but any weapon would.

They make a break for it. They dodge Attakius’ lunge and push their legs harder than they have in… however long they’ve been in this dungeon. Desperation lurches them forward. They slam against the table and grab the first thing their hand closes over, the blades of a pair of scissors.

They whirl on Attakius, brandishing the improvised weapon.

His eyes are cold as he smiles. “Go ahead.”

Emry hesitates for just a second, then they steel themselves and lunge at Attakius. They’re not stupid enough to immediately go for his throat, instead they duck and try to stab his leg. Instead of flesh, the scissors stop in midair, as if they’ve hit a wall. Emry leaps back, they’ll have to find another avenue of attack, but they’re stopped by a viselike grip on their arm. A hard tug pulls them into Attakius.

They immediately start to struggle, twisting to bite Attakius’ hand.

At the same moment they taste blood, they also feel a pinch in their arm.

Attakius lets go and they stumble back. It’s only now that they notice the needle in Attakius’ hand.

“What did you do to me?” They keep backing away, until their back hits a table and there’s nowhere to go as Attakius advances on them.

“You’re disobedient. Half feral, if Thorne is to be believed. I’d hoped it wouldn’t come to this, but you’ve proven you need a firm hand.”

Emry shakes their head and the room spins. Thorne wouldn’t say that, not to Attakius.

Attakius grabs their face and their limbs feel like lead, they lift their arm agonizingly slowly “You feel that, don’t you?” Attakius asks, pulling up Emry’s chin so they’re forced to look at him. Or the three of him that swim before them. “Soon you won’t even be able to lift a finger,” he says in a soft tone. “This is what you need in order to relax.”

Emry’s legs choose that moment to give out. Attakius scoops them up before they can hit the floor.

Emry struggles desperately in the bridal carry but they feel like they’ve been tied down with stones and they’re drowning. Only their hands move, flapping without even the strength to slap Attakius’ arms.

“You’re a mess, Emry” Attakius says. “You need me.”

But you did this to me.

“I know it’s not pleasant, but this if for your own good.”

A hand touches their head and Emry tries to scream. No sound comes out.

They can’t scream, can’t move, and Attakius is petting their head.

“There you go, just relax.”

They’ve never felt less relaxed.

“I’m not your enemy. We want the same things.”

You want to tear your face off?

“We both want to see you reunited with your friend,” No. What? I do want that… “We want you to stop hurting him.”

Attakius’ hand brushes over Emry’s ear and pushes some of their hair out of their eyes.

“Don’t you want to stop hurting Thorne, Emry?” Emry can’t look away from Attakius’ earnest expression.

What? What does that have to do with me?

Then Attakius starts walking and their head swims. They want to scream when he carries them back into the cage. No no no please let me out!

But they can’t open their mouth. Attakius can’t hear them. Instead he sits down and arranges them in his lap. It’s almost a hug. It’s almost like he cares.

Emry wants to tear away, to shift and bite him but they can’t, they can’t  move as he pats their head and ruffles their hair whispers in their ear how good they are, how all they need to do is relax now, let him take care of them.

It turns their stomach. If they could throw up they would, but even that’s been taken from them.

They don’t know how long Attakius stays there, just that it’s long enough that the nausea passes. Long enough that when he puts them on the cold floor and stands up, they miss his warmth.

He caresses their cheek, then walks out of the cage and locks the door.

He doesn’t say anything else.

Emry isn’t how long it is before they can move again, but it starts with their fingers, then their jaw unlocks. They can’t howl, they don’t regain the ability to shift until they have control of their entire body again, but they can scream. They scream until their throat is raw, and their cheeks are wet and they start to think that maybe, just maybe, there is something wrong with them.

[kpop-dungeon-dark]

ALPHA HYBRID!JONGIN X YOU

•TRIGGER WARNING•

Warning(s): Semi-Noncon, breeding, claiming. Both characters are of legal age in this. This does not represent Kim Jongin nor anyone affiliated in any way and is purely a work of fiction. Browse at your own risk, you've been warned.

Request: Your mate Alpha Jongin claims you on a full moon against your will.

Y/n rolled her eyes at the eldest son of the Kims, Jongin, before she sipped on her drink and walked to the other side of the hall where the party was being held. She was only here because her mom forced her to do so, saying the whole family was invited and it'd be rude. The annoyed girl was standing in one of the many big balls of his mansion. And Jongin was so damn cocky, arrogant, proud and fucking smug.

The Kims were an elite wolf hybrid family and Jongin's father was the current mayor of the city. Humans and wolf hybrids coexisted throughout the whole world with almost all the hybrids being elite, the specie almost a class of its own. Currently, Jongin was showing off some project he was working on for the city whilst literally eye fucking Y/n who was the daughter of his father's human bestfriend.

She wondered what girl would fall for him. He was way too fucking over confident in himself and his abilities. The man carried himself like he was above everyone else around him and probably thought that too. How could anyone like him? Ugh. He was too much to bear with.

.

"You seemed bored during my speech." Y/n broke out of her trance, jumping a bit when she heard the familiar deep voice behind her. Rolling her eyes she stood up straight now as she was leaning against the railing of one of the many balconies of the mansion, staring at the full moon. "Tsk… isn't this kind of weather cold for you humans? What if you get sick, you foolish little girl…" Before his warm coat was draped over her naked shoulders.

Clenching her fist, the girl turned around to glare up at him. "I am 20! I am not litt-" she stopped abruptly when she came in face to chest contact with the taller, gulping at how he was staring down at her. "J- Jongin…" She whispered, throat dry.

"Hm…?" He casually sounded like he didn't have her trapped against the railing like that. Looking down at her soft curly locks, he softly pushed them out of her pretty face, tucking the strands behind her ear. "Better now that I can see that beautiful face fully."

Y/n felt her legs trembling. She had never been this close to another man let alone Kim fucking Jongin! "Y- Your eyes… t- they're… r- red…" The girl had always found the fact that they could shift into literal wolves terrifying, that was also one of the many reasons she avoided interacting with hybrids as much as she could.

"They are?" Putting his hands on the railing on the Y/n's either sides, the man leaned down and levelled their gazes, staring down at her calmly. He liked how her cheeks were red and pupils shook with fear. Good. "It's a full moon after all. They get like this on such nights. But don't worry, doll. I won't hurt you. I've trained plenty to keep Kai under control. He doesn't bite" before he grinned, his own words contradicting his body because his teeth looked sharper and longer.

"O- Oh alright… I- I'll go then~" shrugging his coat off, the girl tried to escape but oh no.

"Did you think about what I said, little one?" His bigger hand grasped her smaller one before he pulled her right back into him. "My confession… the other day." Jongin raised an eyebrow and spoke before she would try to play dumb. "You're my mate, baby. I need you on these nights… But you're always so busy running away from your Alpha… your mate… your guardian…" His voice was sickeningly low and sweet, plump lips grazing against her cheek. "Your protector and owner."

Angered from his last words, the girl furrowed her eyebrows and glared up at him. "I- I can protect myself just f- fine! Thank you! N- Now let me g- go! I already told you I like someone else! Y- You're a hybrid! I am human! Do you really think I am t- that stupid?! NO. We can't be mates! We are different species!"

The male sighed and shook his head. "Not when you stutter like that. Tsk. You just have to make it so much harder and complicated than it actually is, right? Little brats like you just won't learn until they're taught. And luckily your Alpha is here to teach you all that you need to learn."

Usually, he'd be able to keep his wolf under control much more as well as his anger. But the moon shining so bright right in his face was not helping. And then this little girl right here, huffing so adorably in her top cut low dress was looking so damn beautiful. Her constant denial wasn't helping.

"Thinking your Alpha is a liar…" Throwing her over his shoulder, he smacked her ass. "Tsk. You deserve to be punished harshly for that, my little human" before another smack landed on her ass as the man entered his bedroom, locking the door before he threw her struggling form on the bed.

"L- LET ME GO! Y- YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Before she tried to take her heels off to hit him with that, making him throw his head back and laugh loudly.

"What a pathetic little mate I have!" Smacking her hands out of the way, the man ripped her shoes off before ripping her dress from the bottom all the way up to the top, causing her to squeak and try to hide herself. "Fuck! You're so beautiful, my little mate!" Catching her kick mid-air, the man crawled on top of her and smacked her lips softly before kissing her. "Trying to hurt your Alpha? Bad baby."

Y/n was constantly running her mouth while crying but the Alpha turned a deaf ear to it. "Just give into the way of the moons, my pretty one, you'll be so much better." Trapping her hands that she was continuously hitting him with above her head, the male started kissing her face all over, tasting her tears and getting hard on them. "So good…" Before Jongin pulled her underwear down and gagged her mouth with it, the girl's screams were muffled now.

"You're so pretty with your mouth stuffed by your underwear, baby." Holding her hands tightly in a bruising grip, the hybrid unzipped his pants, holding her thighs open with his knees before his fingers started to rub against her pussy lips, pushing them open and now playing with her folds, making her sensitive body jump up in his chest from the sudden stimulation, her slit leaking.

Jongin chuckled. "You tell me no but your body can't deny me, huh? Seems like it is much more obedient than this dumb little girl here, tsk." Y/n whined and tried kicking her legs when he pinched her pussy lips painfully. "Look at this wet cunt, tsk!" Before he smacked her folds, causing the girl to scream in pain, his cock standing up painfully hard. "You want another man?!" His fingers turned into half claws, voice getting animalistic. "Well too bad the only man that's going to be fucking you and having you is me!"

Y/n's head was pounding. She hated how good and wet she felt. Her entrance was clenching needily, wanting just any object to push in her right now. Even if it was a marker like she had back home. Of course she was naughty. The girl was 20 after all!

"Fuck baby I need you now~" before the Alpha pushed in her unprepared pussy. No marker or even toy would have prepared for this. Jongin's knot was fucking huge! The human's eyes widened and mouth fell open, her body jerking when he instantly hit her g-spot, not being able to hold back especially because of the full moon and going berserk, thrusting his whole thick knot in and out of her, snapping his fists rapidly.

"You like this baby?! You're inviting me further and further in like you love it!" Pinching her nipples, the man started to suck and bite at her tits, sucking wherever his lips touched and covering her in hickies. "Fuck baby! You're so fucking warm and tight!" He loved the smell of her purity coating his cock, balls upping in without any effort.

"You deny me like that but your body says yes. You're mine after all! And I'll rightfully fucking claim you as such!" Y/n felt her body submit more and more, eyes falling shut as she tried to breathe through her nose because her whole underwear was stuffed in her mouth.

"Tsk… you're blushing in pleasure… look at this naughty fucking girl!" Before he kissed her lips harshly, biting at them before he guided his hand back to her pussy, rubbing at her clit with his thumb while going faster and faster, licking at her dripping sweat. "You like it, Princess?! You like being forced to lay under your Alpha?! Tsk. I should have known! Little girls like you end up being the most desperate whores!"

Letting go of her hands, the man grabbed her jaw and moved her face, licking at the marking point, the junction between her shoulder and neck before he bit down hard, drawing blood out while she screamed and started to squirt, feeling her pussy spasm as her hands gripped his shoulders, shaking.

"I am going to fill your adorable little tummy with my pups. You'd like that, won't you, baby?" Jongin licked at the fresh claim mark on her skin, starting to fill her with his cum before hitting it up her g-spot repeatedly, Y/n's eyes rolled to the back of her head as she gripped his shoulders, trembling under him.

"Tell me how you feel, my pretty human…" The hybrid male husked before he pulled the underwear out of her mouth and kissed her passionately. His hands groped her perfect skin as he stopped thrusting, still letting his cock rest in her, balls deep.

"A- Alpha… Alpha please f- fill my tummy…" She finally submitted, sobbing. "I- I am sorry…" He was right. She could feel it now after being touched and claimed like this. "Y- You were r- right… I- I can feel it… I only w- want you… P- Please fill my tummy with your puppies…" Jongin smiled and kissed her tears.

"Good girl."

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This is a pretty old request I found laying around along some others. I don't even have the actual request anymore so I made up a summary of the events that unfold.

[dukeoftheblackstar]

Adding what we've discussed about them lovely 104th Wolves who are too preoccupied guarding Plo and ensuring everything will not bring harm to their beloved General.

Commander "Sir, wait!" Wolffe.

Wolffe is practically glued to Plo Koon's side and follows him everywhere. E V E R Y W H E R E .

If you think Plo would be able to happily unmask himself for a brief moment to sink his mystery mouth into some good candy floss, you're W R O N G on all accounts.

Wolffe will take it upon himself to ensure that the purchased candy floss is not laced with poison in spite of literally seeing other clones eat them.

Wolffe will also take it upon himself to do this constantly on all treats, food, and beverage Plo would happily like to try.

Wolffe would shamelessly lie through is his teeth that he did not develop a stomachache and insist that he is fine.

Wolffe will also relieve himself ONLY if Warthog remains at Plo's side and returns once more to take his post.

Yes, Wolffe will follow Plo anywhere and will stand by the door and prohibit anyone from using the lavatory until such time Plo is done.

Wolffe is also not above commanding anyone else in the 104th to hinder Commander Fox to from approaching because he will be distracted and will end up partaking in competitive games to beat Fox thus, defeating his self-appointed body-guard role to Plo Koon — who happens to be purposely inching the distance so Wolffe would just enjoy himself.

Yes, Plo Koon insisting he will be fine is not enough reason to "play silly games".

Boost & Sinker

After a somewhat verbal bout/banter on whether a certain ride or attraction is safe, these two would insist that it be tested first prior to having Plo do so.

These two out here scanning the durability of the merry-go-round build, checking for any loose poles, shaking the 'character' seat to ensure it can sustain heavy load (Sorry, Plo, babylove, you outweigh the clones).

Here you have Boost jumping on a character seat while eyeing the platform for the slightest rattle or indication of it being loose while Sinker vehemently kicks character seats to ensure it does not "topple" to the side.

These two are also not opposed to accurately taking and computer measurements on whether the seatbelt for the rollercoaster is going to be too tight for Plo, if the seat is enough to give their beloved General legroom, if the number of drops and lifts of the ride itself will make him feel sick, as well as consulting with their evenly protective Commander, Wolffe, if Plo had eaten too much or too little and whether he had taken enough minutes of rest before he moves to the next ride.

If Plo does not fit the qualification, they can always trust in coaxing Warthog to help by adding a sign that says 'Out for Repair'. Idk what it is but I like Warthhg just making random signs for fun.

Comet aka "DaBaby".

Comet is no coward by all means, but there are just rides he is not about to indulge such as rides that include being shot up to the sky and then plummet down with your soul left in the heavens. No, sir. That shit's reserved for missions only. That said, if Comet isn't riding it, he's off to find alternatives for himself and the General to partake in.

This allows Wolffe to monitor ALL rides and attraction that Plo may sneak off to, because he will. It also does not help that Kit is also at the theme park and now the challenge is on.

Comet's role is vital in ensuring that the rules and process of the ride/attraction is followed to the T. He will nudge Wolffe to remind Plo to 'keep his hands on the handle bar', nudge Wolffe and inform him "... the General is too tall for the ride" or that "... I think if we put Plo Koon in an Escape Room, he'll enjoy it too much and beat every puzzle game room and get high on it like a child on sugar rush and submit everyone to participate" — not that it is a bad thing, but Plo can get really into it.

Warthog 'The Instigator'

Warthog, as you all know if you have been tuning in to my 104th foolishness is your beloved, double-agent taskmaster.

He is constantly either feeding Plo ludicrous ideas such as "rigging" the escape room by hiding something in his person so the hunt continues (of which Plo adores) or he's out here telling Wolffe Plo snuck out and is now off to the races in bumper cars.

Warthog is also who Plo trusts to sneak treats in for him without Wolffe getting the first bite because the experience is, as per Plo, 'completely altered' — Aka, your old man wants first bites, okay?

Warthog and Plo share custody of the ever Wolffe-elusive Dorin Flask of Wonder.

The Wolffe-Dorin Flask of Wonder is essentially a varying liquor from Dorin that Plo indulges from time to time that Wolffe is tasked to restrict him from. It is not dangerous and Plo has insane amount of self-control to not get drunk. It's just a treat from time to time that he got from bestiecakes, Qui-Gon Jinn.

Warthog would go through lengths to hide it from Wolffe, which includes giving it to a child, aka DaBaby — aka, Comet — aka Mr. I'm just gonna go wander off and be at peace knowing I will be found either by the Wolfpack, by Plo for reasons I am part of the Wolfpack, I am family, and I have Plo's little Flask of Wonder.

And now, my husband:

P L O K O O N ♥

He wanted this. Plo wanted a day at the theme park with his boys so they can have fun. He also had purposely rented the entire theme park (as per our AU @arcsimper5 with his old man - borderline sugar daddy money LOLOL) and had invited the rest to join.

Plo would have been very satiated by sitting at the park bench and indulge in some reading. But it's very hard to enjoy when you have the entire squad standing on each side and behind you on guard. That is why Plo had brought it upon himself to actually do the rides so his boys would.

Plo likes new discoveries and is a connoisseur for knowledge. This includes testing his limit of restraint and power. So there's this game from where I'm from called Goldfish Scooping where you use a thin, paper-like net to catch a fish with the right pressure so it doesn't crumble or make the fish startled, which then breaks the net. He loves this. Obsessed over this because (1) it's therapeutic and peaceful, (2) it's very nature-ish, and (3) Wolffe seems to like this game a lot compared to the hype rides.

Plo has now succumbed to buying treats more than for himself because (1) Wolffe won't stop doing first bites for testing, (2) Boost and Sinker are overworking themselves for his security, (3) Comet needs to be bribed so he doesn't report every single thing to Wolffe, and (4) because Warthog comes through with the Flask of Wonder that he had secretly taken a sip off while Wolffe went to relieve himself.

Whenever Plo sighs, be it out of contentment, the boys are overly worried he's tried and asks him a bajillion questions on whether he wants to sit down, go home, rest for a bit, postpone a ride, etc. Plo remains steadfast and patient in answering all of them calmly.

Wolfpack

Bumper car arena is essentially the boys in protective formation with Plo at the center. They would happily bump other clones (since they all here) and Generals so Plo is "safe". <- Idea goes to @arcsimper5

Plo on merry-go-round is essentially him on a character seat and the boys surrounding him with exception of Warthog and Comet who are in their own character seats behind and in front of Plo's.

Shooting / Target game is the fun part because now all of them are just showing off and bantering on who gets more prize for Plo or who shoots the most balloons or whatever stall offers. Plo insist Wolffe participates but would politely decline.

Plo Koon conspires with his Wolves to get the Croissants (Corrie Boys) in the mix, which then includes Commander Fox. Which then makes Wolffe too competitive to 'babysit' his General and would do just about anything to win against Fox.

And it is ONLY in this moment that the rest of the Wolves get to really enjoy the theme park with Plo finally seated on a park bench with a good book and his Flask of Wonder, while Warthog plays with his pilot-battle simulation game device with a slushy as his drink, idle behind Plo's flask.

Commander Fox

aka "Please let me adopt you so my son doesn't follow me around too much and forgets he is also a child who needs to have fun because there is no more war and the only way he will play "silly games" if it means beating your ass in every possible attraction in this theme park — Sincerely Yours, Plo Koon".

Clone's night out at the funfair!

After a frankly hilarious discussion with @dukeoftheblackstar this morning, I'd like to propose a Clone's day out at the funfair!

Setting:

The war is over! The Clones have their freedom, and their General's decide it's time to let loose!

Who knew Palpatine was deathly allergic to seafood? Certainly not Fox, who bought him a lovingly made prawn cocktail sandwich. So sad. R.I.P. Anyway.

The funfair has descended on Coruscant, and it's open to all!

What are your boys doing?

OC's welcome too!

Hardcase is being physically restrained from jumping in the cotton candy machine by Dogma and Kix. It won't end well for a number of reasons, but the glint of chaos in Case's eyes is enough for them to jump into action and stop his rampage before it's even begun.

🍭

Echo and Fives are lost in the mirror maze. One of them is crying. Rex would help, but he's currently sat on a bench with a cold one, live-tweeting the entire thing to Cody, who refused to come, knowing the chaos that would ensue.

🪩

Plo decided to enjoy the bumper cars. Wolffe, Boost and Sinker decided that anyone who even came near their General was going to be bumpered into oblivion.

🚗

Waxer and Boil are arguing over what the best food truck is. Waxer is currently slapping Boil's hand away every time he tries to grab some of his purchased good while the latter pouts.

🍲

Jesse is desperately trying to win the strong man hammer game while Wrecker watches and laughs, only serving to make Jesse hit it harder while the old lady owner watches in horror.

🔨

Crosshair had won every single prize from the shooting games within 5 minutes of arriving. Omega is now a walking stuffy collection, her squeals of delight echoing around the entire fair.

🧸

Tup is being followed by some Nat-born women, completely out of his depth and looking for Fives while pretending not to be overwhelmed. He's planning to break for the ferris wheel and just ride it until he can spot his vod again.

🎡

Feel free to add your own! 😊

[catella-ars]

“W-w-will you...will you bite me? Please? Both o-of you.”

There’s a moment of silence while the wolves exchange a glance, long enough for Lasko to start to backpedal before Asher answers eagerly.

“Fuck yeah!”

“Asher,” David says sharply.

“You want to, too,” Asher huffs, but the frown doesn’t reach his eyes.

“Yes, I do,” David replies carefully.  He turns his gaze to Lasko.  “But I want to make sure that you know what it means, and that you really want it.  So you know that a bite isn’t just a bite to a wolf.”

“I-I know,” Lasko says quickly. “But yeah, let’s...let’s talk about it?”

They sit together and talk.  After the explanation, Lasko assures them that he wants it, that he loves them, that he’s ready to take that step in their relationship.  His wolves are over the moon.  Of course they love him, too, want him, too, and they’re so happy and honored that he trusts them with that.

They spend a few more minutes negotiating, like anything else new, making sure everyone is comfortable and can call it off if they stop being comfortable.

Then David settles on the bed with Lasko’s back to his chest, and Asher crouches between Lasko’s legs, effectively pinning him between them.

They plant soft kisses to both sides of Lasko’s neck, enjoying his sighs and the fluttering of his heart.  Asher’s hand is on his chest, gentle but firm, and David’s hands are on his hips, just resting, not yet squeezing.

Asher’s eyes are bright when he leans back to ask, “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” Lasko breathes, then gasps hard when David bites.  “Oh g-god, D-David!”

“Fuck,” Asher whispers, “fuck.”  Then he leans up and sinks his teeth in.

Lasko moans, hands flying up to grip haphazardly at his boyfriends’ heads.  David growls and squeezes his hips, which jerk against Asher’s.  Then David lets go, kissing and licking the mark that is already starting to bruise.  Asher moans against Lasko’s neck, then carefully removes his teeth to mimic David’s motions.

Lasko is dizzy, excited and overwhelmed, awash in his partners’ strange magic, Shifter magic, magic of not just a claim but of devotion.  He squirms between them, distantly aware that the three of them are hard, but no one is trying to escalate.  They just sit together, holding each other, Asher and David nuzzling Lasko’s neck and whispering praise and affection until his head clears and his heart rate slows.

“Holy shit,” he says once he settles.  “Wow.”  David and Asher exchange lovestruck smiles and snuggle closer.

@cottagecorexboy @cryptixmoth

[queen-rainy-love]

So yesterday was a bit of hell and by the time I got home, I was too exhausted to do anything. But now that I've rested up, it's time for another CRK headcanon time!

And since Crunchy Chip Cookie was released yesterday and that I got him yesterday, it's time for another Crunchy Chip Cookie and Red Velvet Cookie (plus Pastry Cookie) headcanon time!

And because I'm a shipper too...

*One day at the Cookie Kingdom*

*Pastry is helping make baked goods. Red Velvet sees her and starts heading her way.*

Red Velvet: *adjusts his jacket* Okay Red Velvet. You got this. You can talk to her. After months of talking and spending time, you can do this. It's only a couple of words. You can do this!

*Red Velvet finally reaches her*

Pastry: Oh. Hello, Red Velvet. How are you today?

Red Velvet: I-I'm good! Just w-w-walking by. How about y-you?

Pastry: I am doing fine. Just helping Cherry Blossom Cookie with the bakery.

Red Velvet: That's great! M-maybe a-after you help, we c-can go for a walk-

*Crunchy Chip appears and pushes Red Velvet away*

Crunchy Chip: Miss. Pastry Cookie! How are you this fine day?

Pastry: *startled* O-oh! I'm fine. Just helping out.

Crunchy Chip: Amazing! Do you need any extra help?

Pastry: No, I am fine. Thank you tho.

Crunchy Chip: Then after you help the bakery, would you like to help me with training some Cream Wolves-

*Red Velvet's knife appears between them, stuck in the pillar. Both Cookies look over at him, a bit afraid.*

Red Velvet: *angrily smiling* I'm sorry. My hand slipped. And I was actually going to ask if Pastry Cookie would like to walk with me around the Kingdom. Before you knocked me away.

Pastry: A walk? My, that would be a nice. I'm sorry Crunchy Chip, maybe tomorrow I can help.

Crunchy Chip: *grinding teeth* That's fine. Hope you guys enjoy your walk.

*Pastry nods before heading inside. This leads into a small fight between Red Velvet and Crunchy Chip outside the bakery*

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

(this is gonna be a long one sorry)

t - teeth (5sos)

h - hate me (nico collins)

i - inbred (ethel cain)

s - solitude (sorry peach)

w - whispering (alex clare)

o - a'death (amy van roekel)

r - ready or not (mischa “book” chillax feat. Esther)

l - little talks (of monsters and men)

d - devil devil (milck)

o - oh my dear lord (the unlikely candidates)

f - fml (k. flay)

b - blood // water (grandson)

e - enemy (imagine dragons)

a - ava (natalie jane)

u - up in flames (ruelle)

t - tear you apart (she wants revenge)

i - i am not a woman i'm a god (halsey)

f - fangs (younger hunger)

u - up down (boy epic)

l - let me live / let me die (des rocs)

m - medusa (kailee morgan)

o - oh raven won’t you sing me a happy song (unlike pluto)

n - night crawling (miley cyrus ft. billy idol)

s - stfd (tezatalks)

t - thnks fr th mmrs (fall out boy)

e - emperor’s new clothes (panic! at the disco)

r - running with the wolves (aurora)

s - swan song (dua lipa)

list a song for every letter of your username (depresso espresso playlist version for me)

t = Trauma (NF)

h = Hollow (Icon For Hire)

e = Evelyn Evelyn (Evelyn Evelyn)

p = Parents (Yungblud)

r = Rät (Penelope Scott)

i = Imaginary Illness (Call Me Karizma)

n = Nothing Ever Changes (Nico Collins)

c = Cult Leader (King Mala)

e = Easy’s Never Been This Hard (Citizen Soldier)

o = Over Soon (Egypt Central)

f = Faded Out (Asking Alexandria)

p = Paranoia (Nathan Wagner)

i = I Deserve To Bleed (Sushi Soucy)

g = God Must Hate Me (Catie Turner)

s = Serotonin (Call Me Karizma)

consider yourself tagged

@skeezpyuff @coconutmilkyway @michi0no @bamsara @kiki-kit @busket @doktorgirlfriend @dorinahv2

[kedsandtubesocks]

the sweetest jelly bean @elmstreets tagged me to do this super fun url meme that actually had me freaking out I didn’t know any songs that started with a k but of course 1d never fails LMAO

thank you again bb 💗✨

rules: make a new post and spell out your url with song titles, then tag as many people as there are letters in your url

k : kiss you - one direction

e : enjoy the silence - depeche mode

d : drew barrymore - SZA

s : something in the way - nirvana

a : ambulance - my chemical romance

n : ni bien ni mal - bad bunny

d : dracula teeth - the last shadow puppets

t : teenage dirtbag - wheatus (sorry I HAD TO)

u : u.r.a fever - the kills

b : bad religion - frank ocean

e : evolution - korn

s : she plays bass - beabadoobee

o : one more time - daft punk

c : cobarde - selena

k : karma police - radiohead

s : s/c/a/r/e/c/r/o/w - my chemical romance

tagging: @abreathofthewild @thebearfx @the-wild-wolves-around-you @peachyjude @peachpitss @lawlessgodlessflawless @softpedropascal @swanflowerpond @vakarrians @sunstonespells @heartlites

idk if I tagged enough ppl but oh well lol