#soot and wolf

[briarbelly]

A young mother takes her kit on her first outing. In Shadeclan, parents take their kits outside camp shortly before they are apprenticed, teaching them about the territory they live in.

1/?

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[mizuu-h]

— Part 1(?)

[deadqueerboys]

Darkwolf! Wilbur Soot x Ftm! Reader

Part 2

Plot; fucking on the cult.

M/n = reader.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

He never thought he would come back to here. This place, this lake.. M/n was here because of his boyfriend. As always, he just wanted to spend time with him, so it seemed like a good idea. He was tired, his eyes barely staying open while he saw a random tall guy talk with a book on his hands. He laid his head on Will's shoulder, his hair tickling his nose. He didn't want to talk about his boyfriend's appearance. To be fair, he was hot. But also so fucking dumb and pathetic. He acted like a virgin all the time, and this whole thing about making part of a cult is just ridiculous. Again, he was just here to make Wilbur feel good about this whole book club. He smiled at him every time he did something stupid or played with his hatcher. It's funny. He was oddly getting horny to see his man all dressed up and talking with confidence. He waited until everyone was gone, which gave him alone time with Will. The first thing he did was grab him and pull him against the wall, kissing him. It wasn't really what he was supposed to be focused on. Someone just died in this lake.

Wilbur wrapped his arms around him, kissing him as well. "What? No, babe.. the cult leader and the chosen one wouldn't like it, we can't- we can't do it again." He whispers, his big puppy eyes staring at him. It's hard to say no to him when he's all excited about these new things. The chosen one was probably a cop or some friend of his, M/n couldn't give his opinion on this. He kissed him again, making he moan and pout. He didn't want to do it here.. not when the guys could come back at any moment. Their leader wouldn't like this. Will sigh, his lips trembling. He was really cold, maybe this could warm him up. He kissed him back, tears in the corner of his eyes. He could feel his dick getting hard inside of his pants. It seems too tight right now.

M/n could feel his pussy wet from his boyfriend talking like that, so nerdy and needy.. this feels good. He pulled down his pants, staying only with an underwear that he stole from Wilbur. He grabbed his hand and pulled it inside of his underwear, making he touch his wetness. His eyes roll when Will puts his fingers inside him, his hands were so clean all the time, it's surprisingly in this place, this weird house that is always dirty. He took off his own pants, ready to fuck him. It's funny how he changes his mind so quickly, just by touching him. M/n grabbed his cock, stroking him. His hand is so small compared to him. He splits on his dick and goes faster, moving his hand up and down.

He grabbed his hips, pulling him on his lap and making he ride him. He leans back just enough so M/n could sit on his lap. His dick twitched as he forced himself inside him. He was too wet, it's not a surprise that he feels so worny. His clit is also bigger because of the T, which makes Will more happy about touching him. He whimpers, biting his lower lip. M/n grabs his hair, his long and brown hair. He rides him with all of his power, always looking at the lake. Even being horny, he couldn't forget that someone died there.. what if Will killed him?

"Love!" Will slapped his ass, taking him out of his thoughts. He frowns at him, but he doesn't react to this. His eyes squirm together as he closes his thighs. He feels how his boyfriend is needy, which makes him go faster. His hips are going up while he massages his clit with his two fingers. He even thought about going down on him. It would be good, but he didn't have time. He just wanted to cum already. He sighs, biting his lower lip so he doesn't moan. He grabs his cheeks and brings him close for another kiss. He feels so out of place for doing this here. His master would hate to see him being such a pervert. "You're my master now.." He whispers, panting before he cums. He doesn't even pull out. He doesn't care enough about him to do it. He hopes the testosterone blocks his sperm.

[starrixle]

bursona doodles

[ya-em-steklo]

cough

[lifeintheworldtocome]

if you like and dont rb i will block you

assorted drawings i did instead of my schoolwork. its been 100000 years since ive posted traditional art man

[graysontheslime]

Trick or treat!

A pinch hit I did for @mcyt-trick-or-treat! Gift for glowstickbomb on AO3!!

[lululeighsworld]

Black Butler -Emerald Witch Arc- Episode 12 but it's mostly Wolfram Gelzer

[chillysmoothie]

2024 Wild West Event Black Soot PPS Butterfly Wolf with Soot Sprite Decor Stim Board ~ for @sourbeltstims

X/X/X//X/X/X//X/X/X

[as-the-raven-cries-wolf]

RavenClan- Moon 12

First | Last | Next

a nice slow start to a new year

[briarbelly]

2/?

Past // Next

[mizuu-h]

❓🐺

[koithelittle]

HIHI!

I was wonderin if you could make a cg darkwolf moodboard, maybe some hcs if im lucky?

No pressure to do both ofc, have a nice day/night!!!!!!

cg!darkwolf moodboard + hcs

note; i will happily write some hcs and i have to do this flippin quick bc tumblr is mean and i only have one chance to fill this out or else.. yeah i have one chance (at the time of starting i couldn't edit drafts but i now can so-)

paci creds; littlest._.creations on ig!

navigation

other moodboards (requests are open :3)

taglist; @jjtheresidentbaby @lillylvjy @wilmaslittleflower @whos-nicooo @littlerosiesoot (ask or dm to be added!!)

- he likes to call his little by a lot of names but pup is his favorite

- taking you to book club is usually out of question, since he doesn’t want you to get hurt but if he doesn’t have a sitter for whatever reason, he brings you. he has you stay by his side the whole time and anything dangerous he immediately opts out so he can keep his eyes on you.

- gets you a cape just like his because you told him you wanted to be just like daddy! (he cried a little bit tbf)

- wolf plushies all of the time any time. like- there's so many in your house together.

- he makes blanket nests with you in the corners of rooms. stuffies, blankies, pillows, etc!!

- likes to do your hair all the time

- asks you if you want his hand/fingers to hold when you're anxious or you're out with him

- has wolf bandaids to put over any boo boos and gives you five kisses on your boo boos!!

- honey milk. he loves to make you honey milk, and you love it too so!

- he'll take you out by the lake to go rock finding and let you swim a bit. he'll sit by the edge and just find rocks for you to play with and paint while you're playing in the water and then you help him find some more pebbles!

- moon gazing with you all the time!!

- tells you silly stories of how some people turn into wolfs on full moons

- tries to scare you but you just giggle!

- in all seriousness he does his best to keep you away from violence and makes a big big effort to be as quiet and soft as possible.

[xoxoamyas]

`` Unspoken Words ,,

rating : more hurt than comfort, but the comfort is still slightly there. a few death implications and ritual mentions

dark wolf!wilbur x gn!reader [ use of you/yours, no use of y/n ]

☆ . dark wolf just wants to help and chat with you after the day you've had. at least now you know he's there for you, even if you can't go to him with everything. <3

note : considering turning this into a bit of a mini series of sorts. might put more lore to it and maybe give it a better plot to go with. i really love this concept, though

masterlist [ ☆ ]

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It had been a long day, and you were just trying to settle down.

You were just laying down on the bed in the room the club had provided, staring up at the ceiling. Remembering the prior events of the earlier hours in the day, nausea coursing through you as you tried to figure out your next moves.

You were just an undercover detective trying to figure out the missing persons reports paired with the sightings of blood. You had gotten the lead that it had all sourced down to a “book club” of sorts, likely to be a cult.

After a week of getting to know them, convincing them you were worthy of joining. You couldn't believe yourself. You got in, but at the price of another's life, a final testimony of sorts is what the leader had called it.

Guilt gnawed away at your chest, a feeling of unease and queasiness hitting you hard. You had taken a life that didn't deserve it, and it hurt more than it initially did.

It didn't take a rocket scientist to know you had participated in a ritual, something that bound you to the cult. The leader had promptly given you a name, said to have been chosen by the “Dark Lord” himself.

A timid knock at your door stalls your thoughts. Breaking your staring contest with the ceiling in favour of looking at the door. Silently contemplating, since you were meant to be asleep.

Screw it, is essentially your next thought process. Standing up and moving towards the door, clicking it unlocked and cracking it open. Met by a familiar brunette with pretty hazel eyes. A flash of surprise crossed his face before he gave a grin, happy that you were up and assuming he hadn't disrupted you. You decide to open the door up a little more, leaning against the threshold and offering a smile. An awful attempt at willing the bad feelings away.

“You did really well tonight,” Dark Wolf, who you had come to learn as Will, smiles widely. His palms pressed together before his fingers moved to tangle and fidget within one another.

“You told me earlier, Wolf, I know.��� Your tone is as light as you can make it, trying not to seem so tight and upset. Based on the slight furrow of his brow, you didn't do a good job at hiding that.

“Can I come in?” He asks, but doesn't give any time to answer. Pressing a hand to the door and walking into your room anyway. He's quick to start looking around as you huff out a laugh, closing the door but leaving it unlocked.

“Yeah, sure you can, Wolf.” You cross your arms over your chest, a frown tugging on your lips as you watch him. At some point, he moves to sit on the edge of your bed, looking at you again.

“You can call me Will.” Dark Wolf- Will nervously speaks as his gaze softens a bit before becoming almost unreadable. It always unsettled you when a member would show an emotion that you could put a name to something so unfamiliar right after.

You nod a bit in understanding. “I know, it'll just take a while to get used to it.” Stepping closer to Will, you sit beside him with a bit of space between you two.

This was the first time one of the members had shown up after curfew hours to talk with you. It was odd, especially since Will was so obedient and quick to follow the guidelines. It just goes to show you have to get to know the members of the club a bit more.

“Thank you,” He suddenly says, pressing his hands together as a nervous habit in the process. Unable to look at you anymore as his gaze becomes trained on the closed door.

“For what? I didn't- I don't think I did anything?” You’re more confused than anything, unsure of whatever he was thanking you for.

“For finishing the initiation and ritual.” He speaks just a bit clearer, finally turning to look at you. Something between vulnerability and admiration in his expression. “I like that you're a part of the club now.” He gives a small, soft smile, almost shy looking in the process.

For a moment, you don't know what to say. On one hand, you're ready to cry and have the biggest mental breakdown in the world. On the other hand, he actually looks kind of sweet at the moment.

“I just- I know how hard it was after I did my own.. trials.” He swallows a bit, moving a hand up to tug at the collar of his shirt. “I'm just here to let you know I want to help if you need anything.” He gives a slightly bigger smile now, visibly nervous. He came in knowing there was a chance you'd turn his offer down.

“I appreciate it, Will.” You hum out, unsure of what else you can say. Taking a breath before nodding. “I'd love your help. Getting sorted within the club, y'know?” You give a semi-false smile, one leaning towards awkward over the situation.

Guilt started to gnaw at you once more, this time for a different reason than before.

Will visibly grows excited upon being given an answer, one that he liked no less. He nods almost ecstatically. “Well, I'll show you everything tomorrow, if you want! We'll get your own copy of the book, too.” He stands up, already coming together with a plan.

“I think we're going to be really good friends!” He chimes out, momentarily turning on his heel to face you again. This time, moving towards you with quick ease, taking a hold of one of your hands. “You're going to love this place even more than you did before, I'll make sure of it!”

And it's like your lungs are suddenly being restricted. You're doing this for your job. You mentally remind yourself. An unease edging its way into each of your systems as you watched every move Will made and half-heartedly listened to most of his words spoken.

“Will,” You start, bringing your free hand up to lightly grasp his wrist. Ignoring your heart that felt like it was going to palpitate right out of your chest. “I'm sorry to cut this short,” you start and almost instantly regret it as his brows furrow and his lips tugged into a worried frown. “But can we do this tomorrow? I'm tired after the ritual.” You wanted to spiral by yourself, be left to your own thoughts on what to do from here because now you were in too deep.

“Oh- uhm.. yeah, yeah! Of course!” Will gives a more nervous laugh, retracting his hands from yours and wiping them off on his shirt. He's got a more shaky smile now as he presses his hands into his pants pockets. “You want me to go?” The undertone of the question he asks essentially alluding to if you wanted to be alone.

You nod.

“Yeah, if you don't mind? I just need to gather my thoughts.” You hum a bit, watching as he takes his turn to nod and move around slightly.

Will glances around your bedroom one last time before at you, something on his mind. He decides to save it for when he thinks it will be right for you. The man turns around and heads for the door, hand finding the knob and lightly opening it.

“Have a goodnight,” He says, turning back once more to look at you again. Slight worry crossing his features for just a moment. “I'm just down the hall if you need anything.” The indirect offer of him letting you go to him was nice, but just made a chilly feeling settle in your bones.

“I'll keep that in mind, thank you, Will.” You offer a small smile, watching as he gives a curt nod before finally leaving your bedroom. Closing the door behind him and taking a moment to stand there before slowly trailing away to his own bedroom.

You sigh, left alone once more.

[trishzerothree]

Oh-

[deadqueerboys]

Pathetic boys fight. Which one do you choose?