#AND I think found family werewolves are just fun

[nerefee]

yes im watching the new jeff davis werewolf teen show, no I will not take criticism for it at this time

[jacaerysgf]

i just found out my boyfriend is a werewolf?!?!

summary: You overhear a super strange conversation between your long term boyfriend and brother.

r.q: hiii :) i LOVE your blog and fics and was wondering if you would consider writing a fic were jace is a werewolf. I don't have any particular trops in mind, ill let your Imagination run free. love you and take care 💞🫶🏻

w.c: 1.5k

cw: modern/supernatural (not the show) au, college cregan and jace, cregan’s twin!reader gn!reader, werewolf! cregan and jace, sort of a crack fic idk but not really, cliche werewolf i didnt try to do anything crazy with it, semi dialogue heavy, idk this ones just a fluff stupid fic

a.n: needed a cleanser from my longer fic so take this !! i tried to have fun with this and didn’t want to take it too seriously so i hope you guys like it!! LOVE UUU

Its been a week since you’ve spoken to your boyfriend. Its not your fault. What are you supposed to do when you overhear a conversation like that?

About a week ago you had gotten out of class early and you knew jacaerys was at your brothers place so you decided to pick up lunch for all three of you to surprise them. You try your best to quietly open the door and step in, opening your mouth to call to them but you shut your mouth quickly hearing your boyfriend Jace.

“You can’t tell them.” This has you curious but more so a little angry. you didn’t peg jacaerys for the type to do shit behind your back but you never really know. So you instead quickly move to stand hidden from view to listen to them.

“You can’t hide this type of thing from them man, what the hell are they gonna think when they find out.”

“they won’t”

You hear your brother let out a big groan, “They needs to know Jace they’re my fucking family im not gonna let you play around with them.”

Jacaerys voice changes and he starts to sound more angry, “You know im completely serious about them cre.”

“Then tell them you're a fucking werewolf.”

*……..*

*……..*

*…….*

*What?*

What the hell we’re they talking about? Werewolves? is this some type of sigma male podcast shit? or is he like into abo? You don’t understand.

“You haven’t told them you're a werewolf either cre.”

*WHAT?*

You almost pop your head around the corner to ask them what the fuck they we’re talking about because you could not wrap your head around what they were talking about? Werewolves aren’t real. Maybe they heard you enter and we’re trying to play a prank on you.

“You know i plan to you piece of shit.”

“Then don’t get on my ass about not telling them yet.”

“fine. but once i tell them you have to tell them man, i don’t like you keeping them in the dark.”

“i will i will i swear. You got a cover for this Friday?”

“Camping trip. Already let them know. Fuck i hate full moons man.” you do remember cregan telling you they we’re planning on going out for the whole weekend on a camping trip. You don’t like camping so you said no when he asked if you wanted to come, you thought he had a weird face on after you said no but now you’re thinking it was a face of relief.

They seemingly switch topic talking about what they were planning on eating and you look back at your car you can see from the window and remember you left the food in there. You can’t just enter now?! you have to leave, so once again you slowly leave the house praying that they had no clue you were there. You get back to your car and take your food from the bag before you walk the takeout bag to the door and leave it at the doorstep before running back to your car and driving off.

You only pull out your phone to text them you left them food but couldn’t stay to eat since you had a project to work on before you throw your phone to the back seat and let out a shaky breath. They had to be fucking kidding right? but for some odd reason it all made sense. Every month, and based on your calendar it always landed on a full moon, your brother and your boyfriend always happened to be busy and couldn’t be around.

Both of them are oddly strong, Your boyfriend often joked that he could smell you from a mile away when you asked why he never jumped when you tried to surprise him. when you went out to dinner with him on your first date you thought he would be a pretentious prick when he ordered a very rare steak but he just laughed it off nervously and told you that's just how he likes it. The more and more you think about him and his odd habits you come to agree with the disturbing realization.

He was a fucking werewolf.

It was easy to avoid the two of them for the first couple days. you had your own apartment so you didn't have any reason to have to go to your brothers but jacaerys was a lot harder to avoid. He would text you all the time asking if you wanted to hang or if you were free to go out with him and you feel really bad whenever you would say no or leave his messages unanswered. It was the worst when yesterday he had come knocking at your door. You didn't open it. Too nervous to face him. Your heart broke when you hear his dejected sigh before he walked away.

Today however he had not texted you at all. you begin to worry. You don’t want to break up with him. You love him, but you're not exactly sure how to approach all this. You can’t just ask reddit, hey, what do i do when i find out my boyfriend of two years is a fucking werewolf??? but you couldn’t sit still during class, Why hadn’t he reached out? he always says good morning but it was well into late afternoon and he still has not said a word to you.

You’re not paying attention when you leave class and end up running into somebody. Apologizing before you take a step back and freeze. “Jace.” He lets out a smile and a nervous breathy laugh, “Hi baby.” You let out a hushed hi and his eyes dart all over your face with nervous. “Come.” You can’t reject him when he’s standing right in front of you, so when he grabs your hand you make no move to protest and let him lead you.

Soon enough your following him to the park and gasp when you see a set up picnic table, he turns to you nervously. “You’ve been busy recently and we haven’t spent a lot of time together-” You cup his cheeks and press a kiss against his lips pulling away and giving him a big smile. All the past days worried washed away from you as you admire you cute boyfriend. “I love it.” He grins and pressed a peck to your lips as leads you two to sit down on the bench side by side, he’s always preferred to sit next to you than across from you.

You can tell that all the food inside the basket is store bought but it doesn’t matter, he’s never been much of a cook anyway. After awhile you had even forgotten why you hadn’t seen him until he quiets down and looks at you. “are we good?”

“are you a fucking werewolf?”

He freezes. You hadn’t meant it for it to come out like that but how else do you word asking him something like this? “its just i heard you and cregan have this really weird convo and i started to think about it and it made sense, i don't know im sorry i just-” he shushes you lightly and cups you cheeks turning your head towards him. “I am. and im sorry i never told you, i should have i know but its a difficult thing to bring up.”

You just nod your head lightly and sigh. “Werewolves are fucking real.” He laughs, “Yes.” “is it like twilight?” “no.” “you didn't put like a mark on me?” “is that a twilight thing?” “Youve never seen it?” “i don’t watch things with wolves in them it gives me the ick.” “we need to watch them.” “are you even listening to me?” “oh oh is it like teen wolf?” “absolutely not.” “ugh wait you’ve seen teen wolf?” “baela forced me to watch it.” “is baela a werewolf?” “no a witch.” “ughh lucky i would love to be a witch.”

“You believe me?” You tilt your head at him, “Why wouldn’t i? don’t tell me your lying to me.” he shakes his head as he smiles at you, “No no its just, i didn’t think this would go over so well.” You give him another peck on the lips, “I just wish you told me sooner, asshole. and i wanna know how all this shit works.” “deal.” You two share another kiss and press your foreheads against each other.

“So if cregans a werewolf then why am i not?”

“Wait you know cregans a werewolf?”

—

a.n i realized its a little weird that they didn’t notice you were there because they have a good sense of smell but im just thinking they were too lost in the conversation or you are over to cregans place often enough that his place smells like you. whatever ! idk!

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@tyronesien @itsbookworm987 @cruelworldlana @smurfelle @ireneispunk @hxtd @venmondiese @urmomsgirlfriend1 @aegonswife

[monstersflashlight]

Just found your stuff, and it’s so good! You’re seriously great at writing.

This is a request/idea, but a love story of a male monster and human woman reader, told from the perspective of the monster.

I also think it’d be cute for couple if they grew up as childhood friends into adulthood. That way, monster could really see/reflect on his feelings towards reader as the years go by. I honestly think this could be all adorable fluff BUT I could also see this story having darker contents in it too. Obsession, possessiveness, murder, etc. I leave it all up to you of course whatever you want to do! I’m just spitballing random ideas.

And of course SFW or NSFW is fine with whichever you choose.

P.S. Is pregnancy or mentions of pregnancy something you are fine with writing? Or no? I didn’t see anything, but stuff like breeding.

Hi! Thanks for your kind words! And sorry for the delay. I love your idea, I went for the SFW because there were just too many feelings happening, but I wouldn’t be opposed to do a part two where they get frisky. I loved the characters and writing as if the reader was a monster was a fun experience (lowkey related to a monster more than a human, the audhd brain hitting hard there). It’s sweet to the point of tooth-rooting fluff, hope you enjoy it!

PS: As for the pregnancy, I don’t like pregnancy or kids, but I’m all in for breeding kink and maybe mentions of fucking pups into the reader (with werewolves maybe), not sure about any other kind of pregnancy mentions, tho. Feel free to send another request for that.

Next door orc

Gn!orc reader x fem!human || Reader is the monster in this scenario, SFW, tooth-rooting fluff

You were only five when the revelation came to be. Their first few years more and more monsters came out of hiding, and your parents with them. You moved to a human neighborhood, and you learned how mean and cruel humans could be. You were only a kid, but at school nobody wanted to talk to you, your skin too green, your size too big for them. You were treated like a subhuman, and at the same time as they made fun of you for being more-than-human. You never understood why they were like that until you were much older, but their words and actions hurt either way.

And then she arrived.

At the age of seven, you understood what all the stories about humans were about. A new family moved to the house next to yours. The old man who used to live there passed away. She was so pretty and so tiny compared to you, you didn’t want to approach her for fear of rejection. But soon she was approaching you. Many years later, you still remembered perfectly how she jumped the fence and landed on her ass, laughing as you looked at her scandalized and worried for her well-being.

She forced herself into your life. She was insistent on being friends with you, and your lonely self, who had to endure a couple years or rejection and mean humans, didn’t know how to deal with that. You spent half the time silent as she babbled and told you about her family, why did they move… Basically anything she came up with. And you felt something growing inside of you. A bond between you and her.

When you started to talk back, she was confused, but rapidly met your questions with more questions, and before you hit ten, you were best friends. She was your rock, your only support when the world turned gray and the humans were mean. You were worried she’d left when she realized being with you meant being lonely, but she didn’t mind being a pariah along with you. She liked you that much, she was just the best.

You were just fifteen the first time a boy broke her heart. You “accidentally” broke his leg during football practice, and maybe pushed him to the ground a few times more. The humans were still mean to you, but when they realized you could be an asset to their sports team, they were all happy to include you. Only half the time, only in practice and during competitions, but you still had one friend: her. She was your everything, and you’d do whatever it took to keep her safe and protect her heart. Even if that meant scaring every single boy away after that first time. You didn’t want to see her cry anymore. Never again.

That led to uncomfortable conversations and weird feelings inside of you. Every time she mentioned boys or girls around you, you got jumpy and changed topics. She never fully understood why you did that, but you didn’t know what the things inside of you meant, what you felt about her meant. So you ran from it. You still hung out with her, but you pushed her away a bit. She pushed back, and made you confess you didn’t want her to date anybody. She was fine with that, she just smiled and kissed your cheek. You blushed dark green as she laughed.

You ended up going together to prom, just for her to drag you away after barely an hour. She drove you to the middle of the woods, where she put some music on and you two danced in a bubble of intimacy so tight it made your heart roar with desire for her. But you didn’t know what that meant. Not yet.

You were just twenty-one when you realized you loved her. When the world turned the back on you after an injury, she was the one staying next to you in the hospital bed. Opening your eyes with a broken leg and an injury that was going to get you out of football forever, the only one there for you was her. Once again.

It wasn’t until you hit twenty-five that you asked her out. You two were drinking, your shared apartment in the city a bit too hot, a bit too tiny. After a few too many drinks, you confessed you thought you were in love with her. But once again, she surprised you.

“I know.” She giggled, taking a sip of her drink.

You were confused as fuck. “What? How?”

“I just do. And I love you, too. I’ve been waiting for a lifetime.” She answered, her eyes fixated on you as she rocked your world, once again.

“What do you mean?” You asked, still confused. You didn’t know how she could turn you inside out over and over. You’ve known her for years, and she still surprised you.

“I knew you were it for me when I jumped that fence, you dummy.” She told you that with a straight face and flushed cheeks, not caring how those words affected your beating heart. You felt like a bomb could hit at that moment and you’d still be looking at her eyes like she held the light of the sun there.

“You what?” You asked, but she didn’t answer. She grabbed your face and kissed your open mouth, her lips fitting perfectly between your tusks. It wasn’t your first kiss, but it was the best you had.

Things moved rapidly after that. One second you confessed, next second you were moving her stuff from her bedroom to yours. You had a bigger bed. You two spent more time together, if that was even possible. Everyone around you laughed when you told the story, they all knew you two were in love far before you realized, apparently. You felt like a fool, but in a good way. Some of them were more surprised about the fact that you weren’t dating before, which made sense. You guessed you did act like you were dating for the longest time. When you asked her about it, she said she didn’t care about labels. She loved you and she knew you’d get there eventually.

You were twenty-six when you asked her to marry you. And she said yes.

[madhatterbri]

Kol Mikaelson Fics

Just Hear Meow-t - I was thinking Kol Mikaleson x Reader. Where Reader was finding blood for Kol because he was hungry. She found some blood bag from the hospital and she heard a tiny meow and she found a cute small kitten. It has brown eyes and mixed tan and brown fur, and it reminds her of Kol. She brought the kitten back, and Kol was eyeing at her, looking for suspicious. When she told him what she found, she gave him the cute baby eyes to convince him that Kol and Reader could keep it. :)

Wild, Uncharted Waters - Kol wants to meet the witch that saved his life. Once he does, he meets someone willing to support him against his brother. Set during the early 1900s in New Orleans.

This Christmas - You come back to New Orleans and come face-to-face with a vampire that broke your heart.

Grateful - Kol admits he is grateful for you.

Monster - Kol tries to comfort you during transition but your emotions get in the way.

Frustrations - Kol makes up being busy with his family to you. 18+.

Live Forever - You and Kol break up. He doesn't want to live forever without you.

Unwanted Assistance - Kol isn't particularly fond of you helping an ex.

Where You Belong - Kol doesn't like the two of being broken up. He reminds you where you belong.

No One Hurts My Girl - Kol finds a way to push you to him.

New Rules - Anna has new rules and she counts them, but sometimes rules are made to be broken.

Criminal - A witch meets the devil himself.

Merry Christmas - Kol finds out he has been extra nice for Christmas this year. For my 18+ folks.

Perhaps A Visit - Liv has a bad day at work and her boyfriend suggests a fun activity for himself.

Beauty and the Beast - Kol Mikaelson being a stepfather to his girlfriend's child.

Mine - Your manipulative ex shows up at your job on Valentine's Day. Kol makes sure he shows the guy you are his.... permanently.

Advice - Y/N tells Kol to do anything he can to fix his relationship with Davina. The advice comes back to bite you in the ass.

Weary Alliance -

Kol isn't a fan of Y/N going on a mission with the werewolves, so he agrees to go.

[bots-and-cons]

I loved the werewolf headcanons you did for that other anon! if you could, i'd love to have headcanons for the same but for tfp optimus, ratchet, and bulkhead :D (ps, am i the only person who only watched the wolf scenes of twilight because i thought they were cool but never had the attention span to watch the whole movies 😅)

A/N: The first part with the cons can be found here. This was pretty fun to write tbh. I put a lot of those fanfic werewolf things into this, since I thought it was pretty funny last time. I didn’t do Bulkhead because I didn’t feel like it. Also no you’re not the only one who does that, I have a friend who watches the movies purely for the werewolves

~Optimus Prime~

•Optimus had no idea that werewolves even existed before you told him you were one

•When you first transformed in front of him, he was mostly just curious, he gave you a little pet, very carefully

•You quite enjoy getting some scratches behind your ears and Optimus thinks you’re very adorable

•Being the former archivist he is, he of course wants to do some research to know more about werewolves

•He ends up getting his information from some questionable sources aka some fanfiction and “mythology” sites, but a lot of the information seems contradictory, or just different depending on the source

•So when he comes to you with some questions, you have to correct him a lot

•He asks about the whole “alpha, beta, omega” thing, and he’s got it very, very wrong

•You tell him that, alphas are pack leaders, betas are the second in command and omegas are lone wolves without a pack, but it has absolutely nothing to with the fictional sex thing that fanfiction is about

•Optimus was pretty skeptical about that to begin with, but he wanted to make sure so he asked you

•You really love running in the woods, and you sometimes go with Optimus on scouting missions or patrol

•Your sense of smell is as good in your human form as it is in your wolf form, so you’re a great tracker

•The cybertronians smell a bit odd to you normally and when Optimus comes back from missions, his scent can sometimes be really bothersome to your sensitive nose

•You love sleeping on Optimus’ chest in your wolf form, it’s just nice to be close to him and the scritches and pets aren’t bad either

~Ratchet~

•When you finally revealed your werewolf side to him, his reaction was pretty bland to be honest

•In his head he was pretty much going “What in the name of Primus?!” because how can humans keep getting more complicated?

•You’d think there’d be some sort of limit on how weird things can get but apparently that’s not the case

•You keep revealing new sides of yourself to him, and he discovers more about you every day, but usually the things aren’t as big as you being a werewolf but still

•He doesn’t have a ton of questions, mostly just if there’s anything he needs to know in connection to your health or safety

•His first concern is if your transformation and if it hurts

•He does learn from Miko that werewolves are supposed to only turn on full moons and be aggressive during that time

•He of course sees that this is not correct, when you transform in the middle of the day

•Also the aggressive thing doesn’t seem to apply either, which Ratchet is just glad about, because he would rather not quarantine you every full moon

•The werewolf thing doesn’t bother him, he’s just worried about the fact that your internal body temperature is so high

•Of course it’s natural for you but he still thinks it’s odd, but he just accepts it as another one of your nonhuman features

•In your wolf form you’re a very big, fast and also fluffy, and you’re protective of your family, which is the autobots and the kids

•You’re always looking after the trouble trio of Miko, Raf and Jack and you’re very good at it

•You can always smell the cons a mile away, so you know to keep the kids away from them

[padfootswhiskers]

it’s so fucking annoying. James was literally a misogynistic(didn’t take no from lil) queerphobic(bullied gnc kid) jock. Just because he could tolerate certain marginalized people who played by his rules(cough cough Remus Lupin) doesn’t negate that

i mean let’s be honest, this was the 70s. i don’t think any of the marauder era students were very particular about supporting queer people

saying james simply tolerated a werewolf is kind of unfair because for all his faults, he illegally became an animagus to keep his friend company. (remember—even progressive families like the weasleys look down on werewolves.)

james had a very black and white view of people; remus was on the Good side, therefore none of his attributes could truly be bad. sirius was his friend, therefore none of his cruelty or recklessness could truly be harmful. meanwhile severus was into the dark arts, so of course it was alright to make fun of his clothes and his hair and his social standing. it’s a more common attitude than you would think, tbh!

it’s this sort of, you know, two-dimensional thinking that probably allowed peter to get away with what he did. (completely paraphrasing here because i cba to pull up the quote but remus even tells harry that james would’ve found it the height of insult to doubt his friends.)

as for lily…i don’t really see how he’s misogynistic? i’m assuming you mean “he asked lily out over and over again” despite her refusal? because that…didn’t really happen, canonically. we see snape tell lily in SWM that “potter fancies her” which is not something he’d be whispering furiously if james was asking her out every other day

[autumnmobile12]

Human turned Vampire variations

From the classic bite of Bram Stoker's novel explained to some really convoluted metamorphoses, here are 6 ways humans are turned into vampires throughout modern media.

Shiki

This series had a slow process, similar to the classic Dracula. The shiki chooses one victim to feed off of over the course of three nights and holds said victim entirely under their sway through a means of hypnosis. Growing increasingly more anemic and unable to tell their family and friends what's happening, the victim eventually passes away from heart failure.

However, the vampire bite itself doesn't guarantee a new vampire. It's caused by an unspecified genetic factor that responds to a vampire bite. The shiki in the series gather around the grave of their latest victim and wait for signs of life, digging up their new member if they do and giving up if they start to smell the body decaying.

It led to a pretty devastating moment for one of the vampires who desperately tried to turn the rest of her family, but none of them had the genetic factor and she ended up killing all of them for nothing.

Hellsing

Vampire bites virgin human of the opposite sex.

Okay, seems simple enough, but what exactly are we considering virginity here? This is an arbitrary concept with a definition that has changed multiple times over history, not to mention the 'loss of virginity' definition today varies according to who you ask. What are we considering gender? Are we strictly adhering to an individual's biological characteristics or is transgenderism/gender-fluidity at play? What about intersex individuals?

This one seems straightforward until you consider all the non-heteronormative angles, but really...I'm pretty sure no one watches this series for the plot. I think we all just showed up to see a vampire annihilate the Third Reich.

Twilight

I've never read/watched the books/movies, but I've heard it's venom in this series. Is it venom? If so, that's an interesting take.

Vampire in the Garden

Saliva.

The vampires of this series are the result of a genetic mutation and can change another human into a vampire by introducing an unspecified pathogen/chemical found in their saliva into the human's bloodstream.

Soulless (or the Alexia Tarrabotti novels)

All right, this book series is fun and I highly recommend. British sass, steampunk Victorians, LGBTQ+ representation, fabulous vampires, and dorky werewolves, I love it.

Anyway, vampires in this series have what's called 'feeder fangs,' but the female vampires have a second smaller set called 'maker fangs.' So only a female vampire can create a new vampire.

Also, the supernatural system of this world revolves around souls. People can have an average 'amount' of soul, for lack of a better word, an unknown percentage of people can have 'excess soul,' and a rare number can have no soul. Excess soul lingers after death, so people with excess soul become ghosts when they die. Or, if they are bitten by a vampire or werewolf, they can become that supernatural being and gain immortality.

But since there's no feasible way to measure how much soul one has, becoming supernatural is a roulette with death. Similar to Shiki, immortality by vampire bite is not guaranteed.

Vampire Knight

Vampires can reproduce with each other and give birth to children, essentially making them just a long-lived, virtually immortal sub-species of humanity that needs blood to survive.

There's also a vampire hierarchy of which only the rare 'purebloods' can create new vampires, but the former human vampires are unstable and often become mindless, blood-driven monsters, adding to the classicism of the upper hierarchy.

(If I remember right, it's been awhile since I read these.)

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These are all the methods I can think of, but reblog if you can think of another method or one that's similar to the ones above.

[apples-and-heartbreak]

I feel like when I’m reading or watching something, for me to like a hero, they have to

1) have ambition about anything

2) not be annoying

3) not excuse their shitty behaviour with their shitty childhood

4) not be so self-righteous they don’t see their own flaws

For these reasons I hate with a burning passion Jace Herondale, Clary Fairchild, Eli Ever, Tiberius “Cal” Calore VIII, Dean Winchester, and Legend/Dante Santos

Jace is constantly doing something shitty in every book and people don’t care and they just put up with it for some reason. In CoG he belittles Clary because he wants to push her away but keeps coming back to her. He also keeps coming onto Clary when he thought she was his sister and said that cursed sentence in CoG that I need to bleach from my brain. I know if he said that shit to me I would’ve punched him in his stupid face cuz who does he think he is? He mocks the werewolves after they lost a child in their pack, he’s just awful to Alec at times, he doesn’t seem to understand there are consequences to his actions and just does shit because he wants to. He had the emotional maturity of a dried up pinecone.

Clary also does so much shit and people don’t call her out because she’s the protagonist and she just lets Jace do whatever to her because he’s hot. Girl please get a grip. She slut shames Izzy because apparently women aren’t allowed to have a sex life or wear revealing clothing 😒 girl you kissed someone you thought was YOUR BROTHER!! She dated Simon to get over Jace and then kissed Jace in the Seelie Court, and repeatedly thought about Jace in a romantic sense WHILE she thought they were SIBLINGS! I can’t.

Eli is so self-righteous, annoying and hypocritical. He uses God and religion as an excuse to kill innocent people which is just disgusting. Like I get that he thinks being an EO changed a person because Victor became different but he is an EO himself and he just takes it on himself to murder innocent people for simply existing.

Cal has no desire to do anything, at least up to the beginning of King’s Cage he doesn’t (where I currently am). He knows how poorly the Reds are being treated and he doesn’t want to change anything because (and I’m paraphrasing) there would be outrage among the Silvers and a war would break out. Bitch you are already at war! He’s the reason why so many innocent young Reds have lost their lives fighting in a war they have no say in. He sees the Scarlet Guard killing Silvers and he doesn’t try to stop them. He sulks and whines but doesn’t take any real action, which he could if he actually wanted to. He stalks around the camp like Mare’s dog and thinks he’s better than everyone.

Dean Winchester is an abusive asshole. He locked Sam in the cellar when he was addicted to demon blood when he knew the withdrawal could kill him. He shit on Sam for being manipulated. He’s made horrible perverted jokes about women, might I remind y’all of the high school episode (he was at least 26 at the time). He guilted Sam for leaving him in Hell and Purgatory when he did THE EXACT SAME THING when Same went to the cage. He threatened Kaia, a teenager at gun point for his own selfish purposes. He abused Jack til the very end, yelling that he wasn’t family when Jack had sacrificed his soul and life for the Winchesters, and made Jack hate himself for being born. He was shitty to Cas in so many seasons and didn’t care that Cas just went through seeing his son die and wasn’t able to save him. He violated Sam’s body by tricking him into letting Gadreel in which led to the death of Kevin and had the audacity to think he was wronged.

Dante is shit. Julian, his brother, lived with him for centuries, followed him wherever he went and loved him unconditionally. All Julian asked was for Dante to love him back, which he never did. When Julian finally found someone who loved him, Dante made fun of him. And then in the next book he gives up his immortality for Tella, a girl he has known for literal months at most. He didn’t love his brother, who has been with him since the beginning, enough to give up his immortality but he loved this random girl he has known for a couple months at most to give it all up?? Tella should’ve left him in the dust just like she did Jacks and went off on adventures by herself and met someone that wasn’t a twat.

[sg-the-mag-by]

Bellflower Bat Welcome Home Van Helsing AU

Tossed my bat girl Bellflower into another AU, one that really lets her mysterious bat side shine. In my side of the AU she and Howdy are dating in secret, mainly because in this AU Bellflower is a Dhampir and a Werebat, plus a bit of magic from her father’s side-Poppy’s uncle on her own father’s side.

Bellflower does drink blood, though sticks to wild animals or unsuspecting people, those are only if she is desperate or it’s the full moon and she’s in her Werebat form. In that form her thirst for blood is tripled and she is much more animalistic so watch out or your blood will be on her menu. She NEVER eats meat even as a Werebat, she is a fruit bat and vampire bat only.

She and Poppy are as close as sisters and when Bellflower isn’t sneaking away from her family to be with Howdy, she’ll be found helping Poppy with her fortune telling.

Bellflower considers Howdy her best friend, lover, and bond mate-though that last one is not yet known to her or Howdy but Eddie, Frank, Julie, and Poppy all see it and are just telling the two to just kiss and marry already, which they will when they’re ready. Howdy is uncharacteristically protective over Belle and she him, which both chalk up to how close they are as friends, not realizing it is their bond mate link that causes this.

Bellflower sees Wally as the brother she never had, but because of who she is she doesn’t let anything reveal herself to Wally, even if it means she can only visit him a few days out of the whole month. She will protect him of course, but if she has to use her powers she’ll have her hood up.

Barnaby is another close friend, though Bellflower doesn’t hang out with him as much, at least around him she can be herself, and help stitch him up if an ear or arm falls off randomly. Barnaby loves trying out his new jokes on her and loves watching her double over on herself laughing, thinking her laugh is super sweet and if Howdy doesn’t claim her then he might. Which Howdy wouldn’t allow, again linking back to him and Belle being bond mates.

Eddie is Bellflower’s second best friend. She helps him track werewolves, he helps her through the full moon by getting her a plethora of animals to drink their blood so she doesn’t have to go to the villages.

Frank and Bellflower have a solid friendship, nothing like what he and Julie have, but they do appreciate Bellflower’s company and magic knowledge she has from her late father(he was killed thinking he was a Vampire when he was just a normal fortune teller). Belle loves listening to Frank go on about their new spells, looking into the potions they make when Eddie gets attacked by Werewolves, and helping him learn more on Werebats, as well as just having relaxing conversations on just about anything.

Like Frank, Bellflower and Julie share a solid friendship with Belle bringing her things for her brews and Julie having another female friend to talk to and help Bellflower’s magical powers increase, Frank does this too but Julie adds fun twists in her teachings.

Last is Sally and Belle only has a purely neutral friendship with her. She goes to her bar only when she’s in town, and like with Wally never lets it out who she really is. She does kick out rude patrons for Sally, usually taking them out back and drinking their blood only to spit it out because of the alcohol in it, and sends them on their way. Sally is suspicious but she knows if she voices anything she’ll lose Bellflower as a friend, patron, and bouncer.

BONUS! @orphanpuppet ‘s OC Allie Sweetie Bellflower sees as a nephew, since he was adopted by Frank and Eddie, and is always up for babysitting him and helping him to fly, and to stop him from chewing the furniture as his bigger vampire fangs come in too.

And that’s what I’ve got for Bellflower’s relationship to everyone in this AU. Thank you @night-light-artz for the template and I hope I didn’t mess up anyone’s personalities in your AU with how they’d react around Bellflower.

Welcome Home-@partycoffin

Welcome Home Van Helsing AU-@night-light-artz

Allie Sweetie-@orphanpuppet

Bellflower Bat-Me

[r0b1ns]

Could u do a Wednesday Addams x shy! Clumsy! werewolf! Male! Reader?

Note: sorry it took so long, also English is not my first language so feel free to correct me, hope you like it

Just realized I forgot the clumsy part sorry

WEDNESDAY ADDAMS HEADCANONS

X MALE READER

PLOT: see request above

CW: none

WORD COUNT: 600+

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She first noticed you when you were talking with Enid

You were good friends, duo to the fact you both "picked late"

You only wolfed out a few months before Wednesday came to Nevermore, so you and Enid bonded over it

She noticed Enid liked you and trusted you a lot

It was time for Enid's birthday, and Wednesday had the idea to buy her a scented candle

It was not her usual style, buying someone gifts? And a candle?

But she knew Enid would like it, so she decided to do it anyway

But she had a problem. Even two problems.

The first one, she didn't know where do you get candles

She wasn't here for long, and obviously didn't know about this kind of things

The second one, is the smell. She really hated the smell of candles

So one day when Enid was on a date with Ajax she approached you and asked you to go with her

Of course you agreed

You didn't talk at first

Just walking around the store trying to find something Enid would like

Wednesday read the names and if she liked them she gave them for you to smell

"It's called 'moon light' smell it"

At the end you bought 2 candles you though we're good enough

"Do you..want to go to the coffee?" She asked you

"Sure"

You met a guy named Tyler, they seemed close

You were jealous of his ability to communicate this freely

After that day Wednesday started acknowledging you more

Asking things about class or just random stuff

The first time you hang out together aline after the search for the perfect candle was when she invited you and Enid to explore an abandoned house, but Enid couldn't go, she had yet another date with Ajax

"Wednesday I told you like, a million times about this date!"

"Oh, really? Must've slipped my mind"

It was fun and creepy at the same time

You noticed thing wasn't here either

Wednesday said he was sick (can a hand be sick?)

It was weird, but you didn't complain

You became more open and free with her

Starting to initiate conversations and asking her to hang out

Surprisingly she almost always agreed

It has been two months now after you first hang out together, and you were sitting on a bench near a hidden lake in the forest

It was quite accept the sound of running water

You were watching Wednesday writing something in her journal, about something you found in the woods the other day

It became a habit just sitting here on the bench together

"What?" She asked

"Nothing, nothing"

She wasn't convinced

You really wanted to kiss her

She looked so pretty

Instead, you took her hand in yours and intertwined your fingers together

She briefly looked down and again at you

You started at each other for a minute and than something just snapped in you, and you connected your lips together

Since this day she became so overprotective of you

Yes, you are a werewolf, she's very well aware of it

But she feels like it's her duty

Anytime some Normy made a comment about you she would spit something way worse at them

And any time other werewolves made fun of you for being a late bloomer she found something smart to say everytime

She really didn't think she'd be in a relationship

But she really liked you, and she wasn't gonna let go of you

Her family also really likes you

Morticia always says what a sweet boy you are, and that she's afraid to break you

You got along with pugsly so we'll, he was like a brother to you

And you two plus Enid were inseparable

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!GIF IS NOT MINE!

[kaicubus]

She Wolf | Enid S.

warnings ✩° : mutual crush, plot twist???, some angst but mostly fluff, pure love, first kiss, wholesome, cursing, enid being werewolf, mentions of murder, wlw.

pairing ✩° : enid sinclair x implied fem!werewolf hunter!reader

premise ✩° :  how can you not like enid? shes pretty, quirky, fun and full of life. you on the other hand, full of secrets and mystery that enid didn’t even know.  

word count ✩° : 3.7k

authors note ✩° : AWOOO!!! ok if some of the dialogue is cringey its bc i really tapped into the mind of enid, not that shes cringe at all but like...you know. also this one is majority dialogue, ITS FUN TO WRITE LIKE HOW ENID WOULD TALK IM SORRY…

For as long as you've been alive, you've been a werewolf hunter. Raised with family so ruthless and relentless in their hunt, it all started with your extremely distant relative's whose wife was killed by one in cold blood. Ever since then, every relative of your family was taught how to find, track, and murder one. Including you. Though, as time passed and the generations grew up in a more tolerant society, you found it strange that your family’s old ways was still trying to worm it’s way in your life. It was impossible to ignore the existence of werewolves, especially in your school Nevermore.

The place was crawling with them, literally. For that reason, it was hard to convince your parents to even let you go there but luckily you now attend Nevermore more happy than ever. But, your parents did pass down a very specific family heirloom down to you for werewolf advances : An floral engraved silver dagger with an obsidian handle, etched in the handle are your initials. 

Still, even if you were raised to not like them, you knew everything about werewolves. Including the exact time when they ‘wolf out,’ the measurement of their claws when werewolves ‘wolf out’ and under which circumstances they do it under, even down to the particular musk they have. Despite your highly trained self being born to hunt werewolves, you found yourself rather attached to one.

She had blonde hair, with the tips dyed blue and pink respectively, had a pep in her step no matter where she went, mildly tempered but for the most part just brought sunshine all around her. She was the embodiment of the bubbly personalty, and it wasn't long till your feelings started to develop towards her.

Of course you had to have a crush on her. Nothing seemed more perfect than that. But how could you not? She was always nice to you, giggling and making friendship bracelets for you, brushing your hair and telling you about her adventures with her friends. Being by her side was enjoyable and her presence around you only seemed brighter every time. She made you feel less alone. So you wanted to tell her how you felt and just how much she meant to you. The only thing was, she was a werewolf and you were born to hunt her kind.

You tried not to think about it though. Groaning, you crumple up a letter to your friend about the whole situation and eventually slump against your desk in frustration. Your roommate, your crush, and the werewolf were all the same person, and at times when she was gone you’d write to your long distance pen pal and update them about the issue. It was therapeutic.

That is until you hear the door of your dorm open dramatically, accompanied by a cheery tone, “Hey rommie!” Enid chirps, galloping next to you excitedly, “You just as thrilled as I am for the Lunar Lake Watch?”

Enid was an enigma. Her name kind of looks like it too. But, it seemed like she was always happy. In fact, you haven’t seen her cry or get genuinely angry for as long as you’ve known her. It was just her, and you had a crush on all of her. Even her lycanthropic identity.

You turn your head just barely to see her rolling back and forth on her heels, showing a wide grin and flashing her eager blue eyes with quick flutters of her lashes. Everything about her made your heart race just even by just looking at her; From her short, wavy hair all the way down to her mismatched pink and orange ankle socks. “You know it.” you nod, leaning on your hand, “It’s not till a few hours, what’s got you so excited?”

“Well, as you may know...the Lunar Lake Watch is kind of a big deal for me and other werewolves here.” She beams, “Especially for me because it means I could finally wolf out and not be a disappointment like my mom always says! Yay!” Enid flaps her hands around and giggles.

The Lunar Lake Watch was a common tradition for werewolves, especially at Nevermore, where all lycanthropes would band together in front of a large lake where the moon beamed from above. Each werewolf would have the opportunity to gather with other wolves and just banter and socialize. However, it was rumored that upon drinking anything the moon touched, otherwise known as serene water, all truth would be revealed to the directed person. Like if a gorgon looks at you, you turn to stone, but with drinking serene water you tell the deepest truth towards that person.

A soft laugh leaves your mouth, “No matter what your mom says, Enid, you're no disappointment to me.”

“Thanks, Y/n.” Her cheeks glow, “Oh, another thing! Did you also know that where the Lunar Lake Watch—that’s getting tiring to say, so I’m just going to call it LLW for short—is being held is a renowned spot where pairs of people go to and discover each others darkest secrets? Lots of couples go and it’s sort of like a cute little confession thing! Like— ‘Oh babe you secretly love me?’ and ‘Oh my God how did you know?’ ‘Because the moon told me’ It’s so cute!” She gasps briefly, “But also like, some people go and find out their partner is cheating on them! Happened to my friend once. It was WICKED. But that doesn't happen if you don't drink or come into contact with any of the water which is why Principal Weems is making us werewolves sign a consent form so we can go. It can happen to ANYBODY though.”

With a laugh, you brush the hair from your face as you lean against the back of your chair, struggling to fight back an even bigger smile. “So like, if I murdered someone...I probably shouldn’t go?”

“Most likely~ But, I want you there, murderer or no murderer.” Enid tucks her hands behind her back and smiles at you wider than any human should be able to, “But, you are going, right?” a part of her worries.

You nod, “Yeah, but I really have no one to go with. So I was just going to go, look at the moon, maybe get some of those seasonal moon-shaped pretzels.”

“Perfect! Well! That’s a relief, I thought I’d be going alone too if Ajax and Yoko hadn’t ask me.” She tucks a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, “But, I was thinking of going with someone else...and asking you to go with me?"

It isn’t until your eyes meet her curious blue ones that you notice the particular glint in the werewolf part of Enid, how attentive she looks when she really wants something. Her bottom lip tucked under her top teeth, revealing her small canines in anticipation, and judging by the way her hair bounced nervously, how could you resist? “You want to go to the Lunar Lake Watch with me?”

Enid sways from side to side, “Not—Not like a group thing with Yoko and Ajax, but if you want to go with them then that’s totally cool and fine—”

"No no!” You put your hands up defensively, “I want to go with you, Enid.”

“Really? Ok! Wow! That’s great! We can go at 6:00? That gives us a good time frame so we can check out all the other things there, then at 8:00 we can go and do the whole truth reveal secret thing so I can get my ‘power up.’ It’ll be so much fun!” Enid giggles, “You're the best, Y/n! I’ll see you tonight!”

Right. The whole deepest darkest secret thing. Talking to her and basically planning out a date must've made you forget that bit. You knew more than anyone that attending this event would mean one of two things, spilling your secret of your feelings towards Enid, or revealing the fact you not only have a long lineage of hunting what she is but that you are one. But the opportunity to hang out with Enid is far too good to pass up.

By the time the clock hits 5:55, you find yourself waiting for Enid. You know she’s close by, given a text she had sent just a few minutes ago, but she’s held back by talking to Yoko, leaving you alone with your spiraling mess of thoughts.

The chances of Enid wolfing out are low, you know that, but the chances of others turning into malicious, animalisitic beasts targeting you or any other innocent students plagued your mind. There was only one person and one thing that would be able to stop it if something like that were to happen. Quickly, you pack your trusted dagger and stuff it deep into your pocket.

“Y/n~” You hear Enid sing from outside your door, quickly opening the door and showing herself off, “Oh. My. God. YOU LOOK AMAZING.” Her hands fly out in front of her, but stops when her claws extend as well, “Oops, my bad. Y/n you look stunning. Dressed to impress. Stay there, I have to post this.”

As soon as you two catch up and finish getting ready together, it isnt long before you both find yourselves standing in the midst of the Lunar Lake Watch. Werewolves, sirens, gorgons, other students, and teachers all there, laughing and 

“Isn’t this awesome?!” Enid swoons, spinning around with her arms out, “You said you wanted to try the pretzels first? We can go together! And also we have to get the slushies here, they are SO good.”

For the next few hours, you and Enid spend aimlessly walking around, talking to each other and finding your friends to briefly talk too, but inevitably just regroup together. The bright cascade of moonlight streams down from above, not so obviously shining right down at Enid—almost like she attracts everything beautiful.

Until the time came, you were lost in her. Her eyes, her presence, her. Being hopelessly in love with Enid Sinclair was like a dream you didn’t want to ever wake up from, but like all dreams there was always a time you had to come back to the harsh reality of the world.

“Welcome students!” Principal Weems smiles, “Enid, Y/n, welcome. Drink?” She holds two cups out to you both, “One drink for you, and another...for you! Now I must disclose that these drinks were exposed to the full moon, so if you do drink it, there is a high chance you both will be spilling out secrets sooner or later!” Weems claps her hands together.

“Yep, thanks, Principal Weems!” Enid smiles.

With that, you two find a more secluded place with a good outlook of the lake, like everyone else, and sit down on a nearby log fit for two people.

“So, we just drink and then we both start telling the truth?” You play along, despite knowing everything about the tradition, “Seems a little weird...” You look down at your cup and swirl the clear liquid around, watching it slosh against the insides of the opaque cup.

Enid nods, “Basically. You ready?”

“I guess.” Your eyes dart back into hers and that’s when you notice the familiar glint of excitement Enid always has, only this time it looks to be amplified by a thousand. Still, your hands hesitate to raise the cup properly to your mouth. Is this really how you want either the start of a relationship or a confession of a cold blooded killer to go down? You close your eyes and let out an unnoticed breath.

Enid counts down, holding up her fingers, “3...2...1...” and suddenly, she throws her head back and swallows the serene water all in one go. Even with her cheery attitude, you're unable to do the same, making the ultimate decision to put your cup down, resting it on the flatness of your thighs and knees.

You watch Enid as she thrashes her head around and laughs, “Man!” she laughs, “Y/n this stuff is great! I feel like there’s so much I need to say and so many things...I need to tell you...” Her eyes fall onto your drink and she realizes you didn’t drink with her, “Uh, Y/n, you were supposed to drink that at the same time as me. Did you forget?”

You shake your head slowly, “Enid, I-I can’t. There’s somethings that I really shouldn't tell you, and I don't want you finding out like this.”

“What?~ Was that bit about you being a murderer actually true? If it is, I said I wasn't going to judge! Except if you murder puppies. THAT is unforgivable and a deal-breaker.” She laughs.

“No, Enid—No matter what you guess, I’m not going to tell you! I just can’t. Ok? Because if I tell you it could mess up everything we have!” You squeeze your eyes closed and ball your fists, trying to hold yourself together from falling apart any more than you are now.

Your roommate steps forward, her eyes wide with curiosity, “Y/n. Nothing. Could ever. Mess up what we have. Ok? Do you GET me?” Enid grabs the sides of your arms and jostles you around, “You are the best person I know, who wouldn't hurt a fly, who’s funny and makes me laugh, who would share her secret book collection with me even though I ripped up her diary by accident! Nothing you do or who you are would ever change what we have!”

Your lip trembles, but she shakes you again as if she knows exactly what you're thinking.

“Hey, I get it, you're nervous to tell me your secret.” She tilts her head down and looks at you through her lashes, “Y/n. Do you want to know my secret?” Enid asks. You nod without thinking. “I have been waiting for this exact moment at the LLW to tell you that...I really like you Y/n. Like, more than a friend. I have been WAITING to tell you for so long.” You feel her nails dig into your sleeves softly, “So if that’s your secret too, I want to know.”

Slowly, you move your hand down to hers, touching over her knuckles and placing her palm over your face. A smile appears when she feels how warm your face is, but you look away from her burning gaze, biting your lip in anticipation, “Enid I—”

Before you could react, before you can even know what it is, something slides out of your pocket. The one thing you packed that you shouldn’t have. Your dagger. As it clatters onto the pebbly trail under your feet, both of your eyes snap to the fallen object, reflecting your horror in the metallic blade.

Enid notices, but fails to see your face turn ghost white.

“Wait a second, you dropped something.” She says, bending down to your feet to pick it up, but just before she could wrap her claws around it, she hesitates and steps back.

“That’s funny.” Enid raises a brow with a small grin, “Y/n, did you know you have a super rare werewolf hunter dagger made of sterling silver in your pocket?” Her eyes flutter with curiosity but very quickly double in size, “That’s not right.” She examines it, “Y/n, how did you get this?” her tone dropping into a much more serious baritone, more serious than you have ever heard her before.

You reach for your friend but she backs away, “It’s not what you think! Look, that thing is old, Enid. I don’t even know why I packed it, it was a mistake.” The words fall tightly from your teeth as you can feel your throat close up just as tightly. What do you even want to say? You’re not sure. “I’m not like that.”

The look on Enid’s face, worry, fear, disgust, it didn’t matter—it breaks you from the inside. “What are you trying to say?” She asks slowly, “Is your secret, you being a werewolf hunter? Is that it?” Enid holds her hands and scratches her fingers, a habit she does when she’s stressed.

You throw your hands up defensively but she backs away, “No! Well—yes? But no! Enid I wasn’t going to hurt you! I didn’t want to tell you before because—”

“Because you wanted to wait until I was vulnerable for you to slice my neck, that’s it? Huh? You’re SICK and you’re TWISTED, Y/n!” Her voice heightens to a near shrill of terror, almost like its rehearsed.

You instinctively lunge forward, trying to preserve the little dignity you have left to just tell her the truth. “Enid! Listen to me! Ok?! This is not how I wanted it to go!”

Her nose scrunches, “Oh so you wanted my murder to go smoothly, right?”

You pinch your nose bridge, “Enid. If I was going to hunt you. I would’ve done so, HOURS—no—WEEKS—NO. The first time I saw you! But I didn’t because I’m not like that! I like you too! Ok?! I really do, but I didn’t want to tell you, especially now, not until you found out the truth that...that I am...someone who hunts your kind...” There was no more hidden secrets. Just truth. Cold, unsupervised, raw, truth. Judging by her face, she definitely hates you. How could she not?

All this time, you kept such a big secret behind her back, not even knowing that any second she could've died to your hand. But that wasn't true at all. What even was true at this point?

All of a sudden, you hear a sharp breath coming from in front of you. You look up to see Enid with a hand over her lips, masking her entire mouth. Before you know it, her shoulders shake and she begins to giggle. She’s…laughing. “What are you doing?” You ask, confused. But she keeps laughing. Laughing so hard that she can’t contain herself so she ends up snorting and covering her mouth, falling into a laughing spell. You watch as she hunches over, trying to cease her hysteria but she just ends up crumbling onto the ground beneath you.

“You—You really thought I didn’t know? All this time! You thought me of ALL people wouldn’t snoop?” The blonde wheezes, gripping onto the ground, “Y/n, I’ve known you’re a werewolf hunter from the very first day I met you. We can tell too you know.”

What?

“No, that’s not possible. Werewolves can’t tell if someone’s a hunter, that’s basic knowledge.”

“Maybe if you were hunting my grandma, Y/n. Its the 21st century, I literally have a phone and nail polish on. I’m not relying on foot prints and images in tree stumps to tell me if danger’s near by. We evolved too, you know.” Enid wobbles up and clears her throat, adjusting her hair by flicking the colored ends out and fluffing up her appearance. With a smile, she explains, “I’m just assuming but, you’ve never actually killed a werewolf before, have you?” She grins, “Because if you had, you would have realized that we have an incredible sense of smell that can actually pick up on these things like, I don’t know, the locks of fur you have in a brief case or the teeth of one from like 1863?” Enid swipes over her nose.

“B-But there’s a scent barrier so you can’t tell what’s inside!” You say, “That, that isn’t-”

“Lavender and teak wood?” She raises a brow, “Smells like a candle, which I thought it was, Y/n, not really don’t touch keep out.”

“So, let me get this straight,” You sit back down on the log and brush your fingers on top of your head, “You knew all this time, and that thing you just said now, how you were so scared of me—that was an act?”

Enid giggles, “I am somewhat of an actress myself,” she winks, “But, what I said before all that wasn’t made up.” A brief hand falls on your shoulder but quickly falls back to her side.

“You...you aren't mad at me?”

She shakes her head dismissively and pouts her lips, “No? I just thought it’d be fun to prank you. I got you good, didn’t I?”

“Y-Yeah,” You clear your throat, “I guess you did.”

Your crush smiles and sits back down next to you, handing your dagger by the handle and placing it on your legs, “Let’s start over. I like you, Y/n. Werewolf hunter or not, you're no threat to me. I think you're just stuck in this family thing where you built yourself on this idea you thought you had to be. I’m kinda the same way. So, I get it.” She places a gentle hand on yours.

You feel your face heat up, but you hold her hand back, “I like you too, Enid. It feel.

Finally after what seems like an hour, you turn back up to face her. Unexpectedly, the two of you appear to be close, way closer than ever, faces almost touching and your bodies just a space apart. There’s a feeling of tension pulling you both towards each other when suddenly you feel the blood rush to your face, ripping away from the barley there scent of her strawberry lip gloss.

She stares at your lips as you pull away just enough, “Enid,” you try and recollect yourself and make your voice come out less like a whisper and slightly more normal, but the words don’t form and you're left staring back at Enid’s lips.

Without another moments waste, Enid’s hands cup your face and suddenly, she captures your lips in a soft kiss that you eagerly reciprocate. Her lips are pliant against yours and her hands as well, just as excited to kiss you. You can feel her finger tips flutter against your cheeks as you grab onto the backs of her hands and lean into her palms.

“Wow,” Enid says when she pulls away first, “So. That happened. Wow.” Her face flushes with a deep peach color dusting over her cheeks and nose, soon spreading to her forehead and chin.

A soft chuckle escapes your lips and you move her hands down as well as your own, “I guess I have some catching up to do with werewolf culture, huh? I didn’t know they were so bold really.”

She shakes her head rapidly, “Nope. I think that was just something Enid wanted to do for a very long time.”

[thedrarrylibrarian]

Hi! I heard this is the establishment if you're looking for fic recs! I was wondering if you had any werewolf recs? I don't mind if it's Harry or Draco that's a werewolf, I just love it when werewolves or especially creature politics are featured! Thanks so much in advance!

Hello! This is certainly an establishment for fic recs! I'm glad you're here and I definitely have some werewolf recs for you!

🌕 Howl for joy at tonight’s full moon because I’ve found some awesome recs for you! 🌕

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Harry and Draco are on the run in America after a mysterious string of werewolf-like attacks in the Muggle community causes the Ministry to impose new and harsh anti-werewolf legislation. Giant trees, crashing waves, seedy motel rooms, and the long and winding coastal road awaits them, but will they ever be able to go back home?

Howl by @tackytigerfic (8,911 words, rated M)

After an encounter with a vicious werewolf, Draco Malfoy wakes in a field hospital with a mangled shoulder, a furry little problem, and an inconvenient crush on Harry Potter. Potter, meanwhile, is still trying to save the world, only this time he wants Draco right there with him while he does it. Taking part in a rebellion against a corrupt regime isn't always glamorous, but at least sometimes there are organic farmshop pastries and fancy hotel bedsheets. Just don't ask about that smell of burning.

The One You Feed by @sweet-s0rr0w (10,375 words, rated T)

Draco's been a werewolf for almost twenty years now, and he's an expert in helping new werewolves adapt to the change. He's seen it all before - or so he thinks, until his newest client, a recently turned Harry Potter, arrives on his doorstep.

Over the Moon by kasena and @veryspacecowboy (14,783 words, rated E)

Harry and Draco are Auror partners when Draco is bitten by a werewolf and flees. Now on the run, Harry must convince him to come back.

Take the Moon by @tackytigerfic (15,192 words, rated M)

Harry Potter has always wanted a family of his own, and when a deadly blood curse forces him into a marriage bond with his best friend Draco Malfoy, it looks like he might just have found one. Living with Draco (biscuit-lover, no work/life balance, good hair) and his son Scorpius (also biscuit-lover, colour-codes his bricks, proud bearer of plastic swan-shaped garden ornament) gives Harry the routine and companionship he’s always craved. There’s also the matter of the really great sex (because what’s a marriage of convenience without a little fun, after all?) It's just a shame they’d always planned to break up after a year…

Human by @ghaniblue (27,700 words, rated E)

(Official Summary) Harry isn't dealing well with being bitten and turned into a werewolf. Draco isn't dealing well with Harry packing up and leaving like a thief in the night. Things come to a head in a forest cabin in the German Ore Mountains.

(Unofficial Summary) An annoying posh wanker is stuck in a forest cabin for a month with the most frustrating, taciturn prat on the planet. The prat is a werewolf who ran away from home. The wanker desperately wants to make Little Red Riding Hood jokes. They are in love.

Names for a House by @teledild0nix  (45,556 words, rated E)

Eleven years after the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry is a wildly successful wizarding novelist and his godson, budding werewolf Teddy Lupin is about to start at Hogwarts. Teddy comes to live with Harry at Grimmauld Place, but after a boggart attacks Teddy in the house, Harry hires a cursebreaker to help with the decontamination of it. When the cursebreaker turns out to be Draco Malfoy, is there too much bad blood between Harry and Draco for them to be able to work together, even to keep the one person they most care about safe?

all the western stars by @oflights (78,342 words, rated E)

Draco is a Seer who has been struck with terrible, uncontrollable visions of the deaths of everyone around him, triggered by touch. He retreats to an Unplottable Black family cottage to research his condition and fix it. Things are going relatively well until Harry Potter shows up at the cottage with a furry condition of his own.

The Light More Beautiful by @firethesound (81,255 words, rated E)

Thirteen years after Draco accepts Potter's help escaping the horror of his sixth year, he returns to England where he makes the unfortunate discovery that Potter is still as obnoxious as ever. And worse, more than a decade overseas hasn't been enough to dim Draco's obsession with him.

Who we are in the shadows by @quicksilvermaid (99,714 words, rated E)

Ex-Auror Harry Potter, tossed out of the Ministry for something he had no control over, has been looking for a way back to his former life. When he comes across Draco Malfoy in the criminal underbelly of Wizarding London and in need of protection, Harry figures bringing him in to face the Ministry's justice is his ticket back to everything he's lost.

But nothing is exactly as it seems. Not even Harry himself. And as he gets drawn further and further into Malfoy's world of honour and deception he finds himself questioning everything he thought he knew—about his childhood nemesis, the Ministry job he misses so much, and most of all, about himself.

Way Down We Go by @xiaq (109,767 words, rated T)

In which Harry and Draco both run away from their pasts and conveniently choose to hide in the same tiny American town.

❤️ As always, if you find a fic you enjoy, please remember to leave the author a kudos or a comment! ❤️

Lots of Love and Happy Reading!

[elisysd]

Anywhere – Rita Ora

Masterlist - Previously - Next Chapter

Some place where no one knows our name We'll find the start of something new

Charles indeed did look her up online. And he felt like falling in a rabbit hole. He started with her Wikipedia page which made him really uncomfortable now that he was thinking about it. He could have just asked her questions but when he searched her name online, her Wikipedia was the first result. He got curious, could you blame him? He then searched her on social media and discovered that she was not really active, only posting to promote the projects she was involved in. No pictures of her friends or family or her life. Absolutely nothing. Not that it surprised him, she did say that she didn’t want to expose her private life. He found also interviews on Youtube. She was fun and carefree in them, far from the image of the lost and defensive young woman that she gave him. He watched trailers of the projects she was in. Nothing else, he promised her that he was going to watch the movies with her.

Beside Spielberg’s movie, she played in a fantasy show about vampires and werewolves that he learned was incredibly popular. That was how she was discovered by a large audience. She then took part in more independent projects. Her filmography was really diversified and clever. She was never where you could expect her to be. If he had to admit, he was admirative. She was 23 and seemed to have her career under control.

“What makes you so glued at your phone? It’s been almost two hours and you barely put that thing away.” His mother scolded him.

���Maybe it’s more like a who” teased him Arthur, his younger brother.

“Oh! Did you and Marie…”

“No we didn’t. And there is no who, I’m just reading stuff online, that’s it.” Replied Charles bluntly.

The last thing he wanted was his family to imagine things.

“No need to be this defensive, I’m just teasing you.”

“Well go tease someone else.”

“Someone got up from the wrong side of the bed this morning…”

Not wanting to spend more time trying to justify himself to his brother, he went to the kitchen to help his mother. It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon and all the Leclerc family, as well as Arthur and Lorenzo, Charles older brother, girlfriends were there to enjoy a nice family lunch. His mother was occupied cutting vegetables while following both Charles and Arthur dieticians’ instructions.

“How are you darling?”

“Good. Busy.”

“You would tell me if there was someone, right?”

Charles sighed loudly. He was starting to get fed up with the innuendos.

“What is it with you all? It’s annoying. Again, there is no one. And yes, I would tell you if it was the case. But I won’t say anything because there’s nothing to say. I’m single and it’s probably going to last a while. So please can you all stop?”

“Okay, no need to take things that way… It’s just that you’re never on your phone like that when you’re with us. Excuse us to find that a little weird.”

In the meanwhile, Artur’s girlfriend Carla joined them to help them.

“I’m sorry about Arthur, he doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut at times. You’re allowed to have your private life; you don’t need to share everything with us. Sorry if it made you uncomfortable…”

“Thanks Carla, I appreciate.”

Charles liked her a lot. She was everything his brother needed. She knew how to keep Arthur under control. And they were so in love that sometimes it made Charles jealous. His brother seemed to find the way to keep a healthy and steady relationship while being away most of the time, just like Charles. How could he and Charles could not? It was a mystery to him.

“But still, I’m very curious about why you’re so much on your phone.”

“Research purposes. I started to watch movies recently, more specifically the ones nominated to the Oscars last year. I really loved Spielberg’s one so I was reading stuff online about it…”

He didn’t know how much he could say about Lyanna. She valued her privacy and maybe she didn’t want people to know that she was in Monaco, yet. He was not really lying to Carla and his mother. He was just voluntarily forgetting to mention some details.

“Oh my god! The one with Lyanna Michel? I loved it.”

“Do you know her?”

“Do I know her? She is a pretty big deal in Hollywood right now. I love her, she is one of my favorite actress. I knew her since she started in Fire and Blood, the tv show. She was amazing in it. I always knew she was going to get big.”

Well, this was a clear indication that, right now, was not an ideal moment to announce that the actress was his new neighbor. The last thing Lyanna needed was a fan to show up at her door. Even if the fan was Charles’s sister-in-law and would not cause any type of problems to Lyanna.

“So she is THAT good?”

“Charles, where have you been these last 3 years? She is almost everywhere, on cover magazines, on TV, in movies, even in the tabloids. That part is no fun. They were awful.”

Charles could have asked her what happened. Carla would have told him. But for some reasons it felt like betraying the little bit of trust he managed to build between Lyanna and him. So before being tempted to ask, he left the room.

The rest of the day passed very quickly for Charles. Between Arthur's jokes, discussions about their respective jobs and his mother's hairdressing anecdotes, he had not seen the day go by. And it was exhausted that he entered the entrance hall of his building. His mind fogged, he paid no attention to what was going on in front of him and almost collided with Lyanna who was coming out of the lift, rummaging through her handbag.

“Oh my God, Charles I’m sorry.”

“I should be the one saying that. I was not paying attention to my surroundings! That being said, we definitely should stop to meet like that.”

“Yeah, seems like déjà vu.”

“Are you okay? You seem in a rush.” He asked.

“Kind of. I wanted to visit the Jardin Exotique before they were closing for the night.”

“Right now? It’s getting dark outside, you sure you don’t want to wait for tomorrow.”

“I can’t tomorrow. I really wanted to go there tonight. And I really have to go now if I don’t want to miss the shuttle.”

“Let’s take my car. I’m coming with you. I don’t feel like letting you go on your own when the sun is starting to set. You never know what could happen.”

“You don’t have to. You seem tired, I don’t want you to feel like you have to watch me.”

“It’s no problem. And consider yourself lucky, you get to visit them with a true Monégasque.”

“Wow, I feel so special.” She quipped.

And suddenly, Charles didn’t feel tired anymore. He indicated her to follow him towards the underground garages where his Pista was parked. She didn’t say anything about the car, she just frowned before hopping in and fastened her seatbelt.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked her.

“How rich you must be to own a car like that. It must pay very well to drive car in circles.”

“I didn’t buy the car; it was a gift from the team.” He felt the need to justify himself.

She raised an eyebrow. She definitely was judging him.

“And you think it’s making it any better? How rich are you exactly? Because when I first met you, you didn’t strike me as a type who was loaded.”

“I’m doing well with my life money wise.”

“That’s exactly what someone who was really rich would say.”

“What about you, hum? You must do well too.”

“I’m okay but clearly not as much as you. So what do you do with your money?”

“I bought the apartment I’m living in. Reimburse the loan my mom got for hers, so she doesn’t have to worry about that anymore. That’s actually the first thing I did when I got my very first F1 paycheck. And then I bought cars…” he confessed.

“Oh no… you’re so cliché! That’s literally what a basic rich person would do. Don’t tell me that you also have a yacht.”

“I do have one…” he admitted.

She opened her mouth but he added quickly:

“But I didn’t buy it. It was a gift from a sponsor. It doesn’t count as an investment, right?”

She shook her head and rolled her eyes. She was laughing at him.

“Whatever you say, rich boy…”

The discussion ended there. They fell into a comfortable silence. She took the time to look at the streets of Monaco. They were busy and she could still hear the noise. She looked at the architecture of the buildings, a mix of ancient and modern, between tradition and modernity. If she turned her head towards Charles, she could see the sea. She could understand how someone could like it here. But she thought that to appreciate the city, you had to be born here. But maybe she could try to not see the negative and focus on the positive side of Monaco. After all, she made a friend here. Well, she wasn’t considering Charles as a friend yet. But with time, he could be. But time was not something she had.

They finally made it to the gardens. She got out of the car quickly and ventured in the alleys, leaving Charles behind. He didn’t mind though. He knew these gardens like the back of his hand. He watched her moving between trees and bushed. Doing weird poses, climbing on benches, jumping from ledges to ledges. She seemed to know what she was doing and why but Charles found that a little weird. He understood why she wanted to go when no one would be here. If someone was seeing this show, he would think she was mad. But Charles found that strangely cute.

“Can I ask you what you are doing or would it disturb whatever you have going on?”

She stopped and approached him. They both sat down on a bench.

“Sally, the character I’m playing in the romcom I told you about, she is so bubbly, she doesn’t care about what people might think of her, she is supposed to wear bright colors and overall, she is just a ray of sunshine. That contrasts with Nicholas, her love interest. So I was trying to see how it would feel to behave without a care in the world. That’s how I work. Some actors will spend hours breaking down their scripts at a table, I do that too, but I also try to do what the character would do. It helps me a lot to feel close to them. Usually I do that on my own.”

“She seemed to be the opposite of you.”

“She is. That’s also why I wanted to play her so badly. That’s also why I didn’t totally refuse you to come. So I could really understand her feelings.”

“And here I thought that was because you appreciate my presence… I’m hurt.”

“Sorry to disappoint”

She yawned.

“Maybe we should go back… it’s getting late and I don’t want us to be arrested for trespassing.” Charles recommended.

The drive home was silent, with Lyanna dozing in the car. Charles walked her to her front door and, before she closed the door, asked:

“I know you said you were busy tomorrow and I am too but what would you say of coming at my place tomorrow evening. We could watch one of your movie and I could start to teach you about F1? We both promised that to each other.”

“Well, I don’t know when I’ll come back from work. Between castmates and director meetings, then table read, the moment when we all read the script for the first time together you know, it tends to be really long. I don’t even know if I’ll have the time to eat, to be honest. But I’ll let you know.”

“This reminds me that I don’t have your phone number. Here’s mine, text me when you’ll know. But for your information, my door will be open if you decide to show up.”

She smiled at him while putting his number in her contacts. She gave him his phone back and told him goodnights while softly closing her door behind her.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

hello beautiful people! hope you're fine. I wanted to know if you have any fic where stiles and derek love each other but derek (or stiles, but preferably Derek) is just too stubborn to admit it and there is a lot of angst and pining.

thank you!

Hi anon. @kevaaronday found this for you!

Trust me by madsmeetsmisha (23/23 | 43882 | Explicit | Sterek) Derek Hale needed a nanny for his kids. Someone who knew about werewolves, someone who was persistent enough not to throw in the sponge as soon as the kids wouldn't behave, someone trustworthy. Could a young, very talkative man like Stiles Stilinski be what Derek was looking for?

Summerblink by Thomaddicted (7/7 | 33,193 | Not Rated | Sterek) Young Derek Hale first met Little Stiles Stilinski 15 years ago on the beach, at the Hale family resort. For five summers, they were friends. Then one day, they weren't.

Ten years later, The Stilisnkis have returned, and with it, an entire host of unanswered questions and unresolved (If not a bit uncomfortable) feelings that seemed inappropriate then, but are resolvable now. 

Love isn’t Linear by CaitliNation (7/7 | 26,882 | Explicit | Sterek) “If I had a hypothetical boyfriend, uh… would that hypothetical boyfriend be allowed to stay with us hypothetically this Christmas? You know, if you wanted to meet my hypothetical boyfriend hypothetically?”

There’s a long pause from his dad as if he’s trying to process his son’s jargon but is failing wholeheartedly.

“What,” he finally replies flatly. Stiles lets out a groan.

“Don’t make me say it again!”

I found you hidden in plain sight (why’d I take so long?) by Goergeousgreymatter (7/7 | 25,419 | Explicit | Sterek) Stiles is pretty sure he’s hallucinating. He’s got to be. There’s no other plausible explanation, he thinks, as he sits on the sidelines of the lacrosse field and feels the cold, hard bench underneath him, the roar of the crowd at his back like the worst white noise machine in the world.

There’s no other reason why he sees it, the hulking, black figure of a wolf peering at him from the treeline behind the bleachers. Its eyes flare in the glaring glow of the stadium lights, but they’re the wrong color, he thinks: blood-moon red instead of cobalt blue, but the familiarity of it all makes his stomach roll and clench.

The Stilinski Pack by TheRealDanniX (10/10 | 18,449 | Mature | Sterek) The Hales didn't go far after the fire and they took Peter with them. Ten years later they come back to Beacon Hills and find a new pack. The Stilinski pack lead by their human Alpha.

What did you just call me? By Written_prose_things (7/7 | 16,077 | Gen | Sterek) When an unknown hunter walks into Beacon Hills, Derek goes into Over Protective Alpha mode. Everyone gets puts into groups, which they're supposed to stick with at all times.

Stiles gets stuck with Derek. Ya know, The Alpha He Has A Crush On.

Over the next three days, they both realise exactly how much fun their normal life can be as well.

Nine Kinds of Silence by suburbanmotel (1/1 | 8,443 | Mature | Sterek) This was how it usually went — Stiles talking, Derek not talking.

Derek was used to it, the endless spill of words pooling between them, filling the cracks and chasms of silence. He told everyone it drove him crazy, but that was mostly a lie. If you asked him on a good day, he might even say he liked it. It was the quiet that unnerved him, the gaping Stiles’ shaped holes of space where the words were supposed to go, that he didn’t know how to handle.

But If I Know You (I Know What You’ll Do) by notahousebutatomb (1/1 | 7,339 | Teen | Sterek) The two intermingled packs approached the gym doors with caution, Scott and Derek in the lead for safety. In the middle of the basketball court stood a tall, slender woman draped in a long black cloak. Two dark horns protruded from the top of her head, partially obscured by her wild black hair. Her lips curled into a smug grin when she saw their expressions of obvious dismay. 

“You poor, simple fools, thinking you could defeat me, the Mistress of All Evil! Well…” The witch swept her sleeve aside to reveal Stiles. The pale teen was sprawled across the ground, his face partially obscured where it rested against his elbow. His other arm was tucked snugly against his chest, supporting his slumped torso. The witch smirked when she added, “Here’s your precious human.” 

A Promise Like This by whentheywrite (1/1 | 6,037 | Gen | Sterek) “Oh my god,” Stiles said, taking the offered bag Derek had brought that night. The moment he opened it, the best smell in the world came wafting out and Stiles moaned. “Curly fries. Oh my god, Sourwolf, I want to marry you.”

In a split second, Derek’s face had gone from neutrally blank to bright red. Except Stiles was much too busy digging the container of fries out to really notice.

He might have been a little intrigued if he had.

OR

Five times Stiles sort of accidentally proposed and the one time he might have meant it.

Stormy Nights Make The Best Hot Chocolate by FogDog1738 (1/1 | 4,070 | Mature | Sterek) Stiles gets anxiety from a storm during the night and Derek comes to check on him. Things are worse than they both wanted them to be, but eventually turn into a night of mutually coming out.

heart/beats by Galaxy_Collector (1/1 | 2,568 | Gen | Sterek) Character A [Stiles] gets the flu while the rest of the gang are away fighting supernatural enemies. Character B [Derek] comes to check on him. Oh, and he's failed to mention that Character A is his mate. But don't worry, Character C [Melissa McCall] totally (and unintentionally!) rats him out.

[dead-lights]

the zhu-vatore family: lily's in-game dialogue

I'm having a lot of fun dressing up premades in historical costumes & making relatives for them. I'm not really paying much attention to any sort of in-game canon/time period, but I did draw from Lily's dialogue from Werewolves to guide me when I created the extended Zhu-Vatore family. Lily has a lot to say about her cousins and most people haven’t seen it all, so I extracted all of her lines using S4Studio. You can download all of the strings from Werewolves on SFS (this includes every other character's dialogue + book descriptions etc)

tl;dr Caleb/Lilith and Lily are first cousins through their mothers. They were close as children until they all transformed. They are all at least as old as Lily looks, and are quite possibly much older. Just not as old as Kristopher Volkov.

lily's dialogue:

"When I was a child, I was very close with my cousins, Caleb and Lilith Vatore. Our mothers were sisters, and we spent most of our childhoods together. Lilith always had a dark side, but Caleb was a gentle soul."

"I remember when my cousin, Lilith, first told me she'd met a fascinating man named Vlad. After that, she started spending a lot of time "training" with him. I thought she meant they were workout buddies. It wasn't until later that I found out she'd been lured to the dark arts." [sidenote - i think it's hilarious that lilith is such a god damn jock that lily's mind immediately went to "workout buddy"]

"We were young when my cousins Caleb and Lilith were turned into vampires. Lilith was turned by Vlad, and Caleb by Miss Hell. Vlad came for me as well, but I hid in the underground tunnels—which is how my own transformation, of a different nature, came about. I stayed there, half feral, and I tried to make it work with my cousins when they visited. After I discovered Moonwood Mill and my pack, I learned that they'd officially moved to Forgotten Hollow. It's upsetting."

"After I was turned into a Werewolf, things with my cousins, Lilith and Caleb, were never the same again. I'd already felt they were changing under Vlad's influence too quickly, but after my own transformation, there was something natural that pushed us apart. More than anything, I want to rekindle the relationship we had as children."

"I was older by the time I met Kristopher and learned to control my powers. That's why I'm elderly and he isn't, despite him being my senior. I struggled to determine if I should pursue immortality or not. After thinking about it, the answer was clear. I have unfinished business with my cousins. Perhaps once that's settled, I can rest."

"Not all Werewolves feel this way, but I don't enjoy the Full Moon. I spent too much of my life out of control. When the full moon rises, it reminds me of those times. Truthfully, I'd be cured if I could, but I'm not sure that I'd ever see Caleb or Lilith again if I did. I'm too old without my abilities to keep me alive."

[changingplumbob]

Woods Household: Chapter 1, Part 7

In this final part of the chapter Samir gets a visit from his adoptive mother and brother, reminding all of us that Reece is the only one able to get more than one word or sentence from him. Samir gets ready for another shift where he tries to keep hold of his humanity.

Low level content warning: Some sim spice and mentions of death

*knocking*

Kawikani: Maybe he’s not home

Yesenia: Of course he’ll be home

Samir: Visitors?

Yesenia: Better not be calling us that or you’ll disappear in two seconds flat. Come here honey, are you doing okay? You eating properly

Samir: Suppose

Kawikani: Still a man of few words huh bro

Yesenia: Now where is that boyfriend of yours? It really is high time I meet the boy my son is living with

Samir: Fishing

Having seen guests approaching the house Reece packs up his gear and jogs back from the lake.

Yesenia: Oh look at these photos, very nice dude (she's a bro sim btw)

Samir: *smiles* Reece looks nice

Yesenia: Don’t be modest honey, you’re up here to

Samir: Suppose

Yesenia: I’m so proud of you for being brave enough to claim your home back, you know that right

Samir: *nods* Hmm

Kawikani: Reece, dude! Nice threads

Reece: Thanks

Yesenia: Is that my boys boyfriend?

Reece: Hi Ms Mireles, I’m Reece

Yesenia: Gosh, you’re a lot… younger than I expected *looks at Samir with concern*

Kawikani: Scoring a younger partner, nice one

Samir: *blushes* Yeah. We fit together *blows kiss*

Reece: Aww, thanks

Yesenia continues to look worried and at a loss for words. Samir's brother however sees nothing wrong.

Kawikani: two sentences at once bro? This day is full of surprises

Yesenia: Now Kawikani, you know your brother doesn’t like to talk, don’t make fun

Kawikani: Any updates on your parents case

Samir: Yes… werewolves?

Yesenia: I beg your pardon

Samir looks pleadingly at Reece who promptly takes over sharing what they’ve found. Samir figures Reece is better with words anyway, that's one reason why he loves to hear him talk. When Reece gets to the part about Samir turning into a werewolf Reece can feel Samir tense up, waiting on a response from his family.

Yesenia: Hopefully this will help you find some answers then. No matter what, I'll be your mother. But I know you need to know what happened to your birth parents

Samir: You don’t… mind?

Kawikani: Course we don’t bro, come here

Kawikani pulls his brother into a hug and Samir feels his chest lighten just a bit.

Kawikani: Besides, when have we ever been a typical family unit? Why not add werewolf to the mix. I seriously hope you find the bastard who killed your folks, I know you’ve always wanted a why

Kawikani and Yesenia get talking and Reece pulls Samir aside.

Reece: You need to go for a run right? You're getting restless

Samir: But blondie I get the feeling mum...

Reece: Thinks I'm immature? Yeah, me to. But hey the best way to change that is for me to talk to her right

Samir: Just know I love you, no matter what she thinks

Reece: I know. I love you to, regardless of others approval or disapproval

Samir heads out for a run while Reece tries to win over Yesenia. She’s in a tense mood so Reece attempts to calm her emotions. She’s much happier after that and Reece hopes it’s a step in the right direction.

Samir: They gone

Reece: Yep, the house is ours

Samir: Good because I need to mark again

Reece: *smiles* I have to admit, I find the claiming territory thing attractive as hell, even though puddles are included. You letting the other thousands of werewolves know this house is in your territory

Samir: You’re my territory blondie *howls* everyone out there should know *howls*

Reece: *blushes* but seriously, do you think there are others out there? Apart from whoever bit you

Samir: *shrugs* Maybe. There are... a lot of smells in those woods

Reece: Do you want to like-

Samir: Cozy up and make a werewolf bff pack, nope. You know I don’t do crowds

Samir: I see you got books, good boy

Reece: And a bookshelf to put them in boss

Samir: Wait... why are half of them romance

Reece: *chuckles* You really wonder why I'd like to read about woohooing werewolves

Samir: Well... yeah. Why read when I can show you whenever your needy self wants?

Reece: *laughs* Not that I could ever say no to you but these books could help. Myths, legends and folklore have to come from somewhere right?

Samir: I mean that sound like the excuse of a- wait... I feel like there’s something in the margins here. Do you see?

Reece: I can't see what you're seeing

Samir: I can’t see it properly enough to read it… but it’s there

Reece: Maybe your eyes are still changing, give it time

Reece: One sausage and peppers for me, one raw steak for you

Samir: *eating* thanks, it’s all I really feel like

Reece: Maybe I was wrong, if you catch all the food you eat then grocery cost shouldn’t be a challenge

Samir: Plus, the plate disappears, no dishes

Reece: Guess I’ll clean up my single dish before we head outside then, hey!

Samir: *eating* what

Reece: I thought you didn’t want to eat the meal

Samir: *chewing* I can’t resist food in front of me though

Reece: You’ll get an angry moodlet

Samir: *swallowing* worth it. Always worth it

Samir: Okay, one planter box. How hard can that be really

Reece: Just remember to keep it all square

Samir: What’s a square again

Reece: *sarcastically* Wow, you’re hilarious

Samir: I’m glad you see- ouch

Reece: What happened

Samir: I got distracted by the plant evolving lights and hit my head

Reece: Blame the watcher, I normally do

Reece: You ready for bed

Samir: Yeah. I just… it feels like I could turn tomorrow

Reece: If you do, you do. We’ll handle it

Samir: Any genius ideas of how

Reece: You take the house, I’ll take the outdoors?

Samir: *laughs* Fine, you get outside, this time. I suppose that makes sense if I’m not wanting to scare people. Now, you mentioned something about bed… woohoo and cuddles? But only cuddles after if you’re good

Reece: *giggles* such a task master

Samir: Come on. You show me what you think those books have taught you, and I'll show you some stuff I've read up on that involves your birthday gift

In the morning Samir feels his internal rage nearing its peak and marks his territory out of habit before going to find Reece.

Samir: Hey gorgeous I don’t know how long I’ll be rampaging

Reece: I should have done scouts, then we could have used smoke signals

Samir: I mean... phones exist

Reece: Have it your way, but I'll still be listening out for when the howling stops

Following breakfast Reece heads outside and makes sure the external doors are locked. More than just wanting Samir to be safe inside, he doesn’t want any nosy sims trying to check out the howling. Especially not Sheriff Captain. The dew collector has broken, again, so he fixes it before foraging for wild berries.

Samir has some leftover meat for breakfast. Not the freshest but still fresh enough. He wants to go hunting but doesn’t trust himself around others when he’s not in control of the fury within. He figures if he’s stuck inside, he may as well stress clean. He’s just finished in the bedroom when he feels the rage boil over and his body starts to shift.

Reece spends the morning fishing, or trying to fish while listening to the semi regular howls. He could always catch something in Sulani, even if he’s nowhere near as skilled as his dad. In Moonwood Mill however the fish are having fun alluding him. After a very unproductive hour at the lake he decides to switch to the river that runs through town. While he gets a change of scenery he doesn’t have any luck catching more than seaweed.

We need to mark what’s ours! No, no, we already did that. We need to do it again! Howl so Reece knows it’s not safe yet. No, howl so whoever that killer is they know not to mess with us.

Poor Samir deals with the battling voices in his head for an hour, marking his territory repeatedly and howling so much that he shoots up to being a prime werewolf! With more power seems to come more control and with a series of collecting breaths Samir is able to calm himself down, returning to his human form and unlocking transformation mastery.

Adjusting back to his human form, Samir realises he’s standing amidst an abundance of puddles. He looks around, hoping he broke the sink. Nope, sink is fine, they have to be from him. Rather than feel ashamed at the mess Samir feels something resembling… pride? (his latest temperament is prideful) Of course he managed to pee more than could actually fit in his bladder, he’s clearly going to be a wolf not to be messed with. With a smug smile he sets about starting to mop up, the marking will stay but he doesn’t need the puddles damaging the already dodgy floor.

Reece: *knocks* Can I come back in now

Samir: Sure blondie just… watch your step

Reece: I see you went to town with marking

Samir: And howling, my throat is killing me. But… I managed to turn back by myself!

Reece: That’s great! So it means you're getting some control over it, right?

Samir: It feels like it

Reece: Although that probably means whoever killed your parents…

Samir: Chose to do it in wolf form. Yeah. Hey, I need to get out of here. Come on a date with me?

The couple head back to the park in Cooperdale where they had their first not date of skipping prom together.

The two take a seat and as per normal begin flirting up a storm with each other. It helps that the rain has kept most people away from the park, as Samir really doesn’t do crowds. When Reece pulls out some mistletoe for a special kiss however, Samir realises he does really do romance, cementing his identity as a romantic sim!

Samir: So tell me blondie, are you truly okay with all that’s happened to us since we moved in together

Reece: I mean, it’s been a lot… *chuckles* wilder than I was anticipating, but yes. I’m better than okay, I’m with the guy I love. I’m happy

Samir: I love you to. Now you are still going to apply to university right

Reece: If you insist

Samir: I do. I don’t want trying to find out who killed my parents stop you from flourishing into the genius you are. Plus, there’s many ways we can study biology together

Reece: Have some ideas for that do you

Samir: *smiles wickedly* always

Reece: I mean there is a public bathroom over there if you felt like getting a head start on the curriculum

Samir: *kisses* clearly we still need to work on your patience. Let's go home

Separate dinners eaten together, some wild and playful woohoo, and Reece and Samir fall asleep happy, if on the wrong sides of the bed. This is the end of their first chapter living together, but they’ve got many more stories ahead.

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