#wolfism

[chipsncookies]

Pleased to meet you, I’m merely an ordinary person. Why don’t we sit down and have a pleasant chat?

No matter what I do, I bite, bite, bite.

ウルフィズム (Wolfism) parody ft. Akio & Yukiko 🦊❄️

[mspaperpersona]

I FORgot to WRITE SOMETHING!!! MAKOTO MONTH DAY 8!!! TODAYS PROMPT IS WOLFISM!!!

[1327-1]

i think its so important for my hairy brown n black girls to have werewolf imagery………. go crazy.

[vyragosa]

don't remember if i said it enough but, for all the talks of higgs cannibalism and biting sam's ear just remember that

it's about higgs wanted to be devoured by sam whole and the only person who could

[auspicious-voice]

Got the Community tab on YouTube SO (EXPLODES ON IMPACT)

Wolfism by FALLSTAY UST: Alt236679 Edits & Mix: HIRA Voicebanks: Fuwa Maria AUSPICE+

YOUTUBE: LINK

BILIBILI: LINK

[real-life-creature-feature]

ON THE NIGHT OF THE FULL MOON, I WAS ENAMORED OF THE WHITE DEMON AND, ALAS, GOT REDUCED TO A MONSTER! YOU CAN'T BACK DOWN ANY MORE, RIGHT? TIME AND TIME AGAIN, I BITE BITE BITE! THE CHOICEST IS ON A TONGUE AT ITS LIMIT, HELD PRISONER FOR TOMMOROW'S GOOD. I, SO UGLY, AM A LOSER!

[wyrmwinds]

Absolutely me twisting the meaning of the lyrics to fit my fave (and also my wealth of headcanons about him) but wolfism is a foulques song to me.

[downspirals]

anyways werewolf Forrest will be playing into full horror vibes. he turns into a big horrifying creature that does not resemble him at all. he is hungry and wants to hunt and kill and eat basically anything living that he comes across. the first few times forrest cannot remember what happened. just remembers passing out and then waking up cold and scared and covered in blood. does he even notice his senses getting better because he’s always experiencing sensory overload anyways.

[chisatowo]

The worst thing that wolf Shiho did was make ppl think that a Shiho wolfism cover should exist. Pls don't let it in sekai for no other reason than itd only sound good as a saki solo but itd never get solos and the group cover would sound bad and I actually don't like the original that much so I'd just be sad </3

[sansasta-rk]

𝙘𝙨.

*𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩

[onewolfaday]

may I,,, request,,,,, maddy x jana.... jus a little 🤏🤏lesbian wolfism...

064. what if.... two wolf girls.. wwere in love ..... and they kissed.......

[snowangeldotmp3]

have any more werewolf nancy thoughts? <3

EM <3 hi hi !! i think i have some werewolf nancy thoughts just for you!

nancy is normally so very tiny (she's like 5'4) but her werewolf form is HUGE. i think it's the whole protector thing. like she thinks she has to protect everyone and such. AND SHE DOES!! or she at least tries to.

i also love the idea of nancy like, fighting to keep the wolf locked away. tries to remain Normal, tries to keep the facade up because all nancy wants is one normal night. please. no supernatural. no upside down. NOTHING. but she is like, trying to hold onto something that she doesn't exist anymore. of course, the wolf does bring a certain freedom that nancy isn't used to, so she has to adjust to that, too.

sorry but i actually love the comedy of robin being like "nance you aren't alone, there are more in hawkins than you think." and of course robin means queer people in hawkins. but nancy thinks she means werewolves and thinks robin is onto her. after she's been so careful, too!

NANCY IS A BITER!!! (this goes for vampire nancy too lmao) she leaves lil bite marks on robin literally bc she's just nibbling on her. and i have to tag @lionydoorin for this bc 1.) they were the one who said robin is covered in lil bite marks. 2.) they raised an important question: would rob gift nancy a squeaky toy as a joke? the answer is yes and robin and max thinks it's hilarious.

as much as i love cute fluffy werewolf stuff, i DO love the angst of like. nancy being scared and alone and she doesn't know what's happening to her and she's so, so scared of hurting those that she's worked so hard to protect and keep safe. robin sticks by her though, because robin doesn't want her to be alone but nancy doesn't want to hurt her. she already feels responsible for the death of one friend (maybe two) she can't risk robin's life. but robin 100% believes that nancy won't hurt her. (and she won't)

back to the fluffier stuff: robin absolutely teases nancy about her little wolfisms that carry over sometimes. she'll be like "you're so cuteeee aw :)" and nancy (joking, of course) will be like "i will kill you. trust."

werewolf nancy love love loves when robin reads to her. nancy has a list of books to choose from, including Little Women and some of Nancy's other favorite classics, as well as some of Robin's books (that are Nancy Approved, of course.) robin is a very dramatic reader and nancy loves it <3

usually after nancy's shifted back into human form, robin has a set of her own clothes out for nancy because robin's clothes are more comfortable for nancy after those nights. it's bc robin's shirts are like. two sizes too big on nancy. but they also smell like robin and she would steal every one of them if robin would let her (she's tried.)

sadly this is all i have for now </3 but i hope you enjoyed!

[othercrossee]

Oh the before and after the wolfism take over of denzel

[pupyr0arz]

Werewolf!sam/dean. Continuation of I could eat god. Wip.

Scene sam is shaving, dean is on the bed. Dean is dancing around the wolfism. Sam lets him

The silence is the strangest thing about their new morning routine. He would’ve expected a joke, being called a Sasquatch, the endless complaining from his brother that happened if he ever grew anything like a 5 o'clock shadow. Instead, he wakes with what feels like a full beard, and if he isn’t feeling like lying to himself that day, looks like one too. He slinks into the bathroom and doesn’t leave until it’s gone. Dean doesn’t say a word, just pretends like the shuffling sound of Sam getting up didn’t wake him up in the first place. 

It feels like a regression to months ago, what feels like years now.  When Jess was raw and sharp between them, and Dean was all harshness and catching edges as he watched Sam’s every movement like he would cut and run. Sam was almost tempted to then, if to just prove that he would, could, untangle himself again. 

Now Sam just aches at the glances and aborted twitches, wishes he could reach out and hold Dean’s hand tight and assure him he won’t leave. He can’t, now. He’s Dean’s problem. That smarts. It used to be ruffled hair and sitting in the backseat instead of shotgun.

Schrödinger’s dilemma, if it exists when unadressed.

Sam’s shotgun is still back at that city. Dean had stepped over it, not glanced at it twice. Dean’s sits in the trunk. Loaded. Like always. Sam knows it’s lead, when it should be silver, but he didn’t see for sure. 

Dean silently buys him extra razors. The shirt he was wearing is replaced, folded neatly in his pack like Sam put it there himself.

He makes himself scarce in the morning, scoping out diners. Sam’s never been hungrier in his life, not even when he was more spine than sinew, all growing pains and spite.

Sam orders salads. Gets water, chicken if he’s feeling adventurous, eats croutons dipped in ranch and celery sticks. Dean pushes him plates after he finishes, and he eats them too, licks the plates clean of grease. On paper, to the waitress, to the world, when they sit down it’s salads. 

Business as usual.

It would be easier to just keep a beard, but Dean has always resented anything that makes him look older, divorces Sam from the child in his mind and the wound is too raw to want to rock the boat in Dean’s affections. It would be easier to admit, to allow their rocky routine they patched together fade into something new, but Dean has his teeth in their childhood and Sam isn’t strong enough to worry it out of his mouth. 

At this point, Sam is half convinced there isn’t anything he could do to truly chase Dean off other than leave himself, but he’s not going to aggravate him. He can’t be left alone with this.

Besides, he doesn’t feel like it would be right. It’s irrational, but it feels like he might as well toss the books hidden in the bottom of his duffle and his Stanford hoodie if he hands this up too. Like if all they had in the world would crumble away if they dropped these rituals, all signs that Sam and Dean from before any of this would fade in the sun.

They cling to the normalcy of before for their own reasons, he supposes.

Sam should bring it up, should break the thick layer of ice over the subject. He deserves to know, if anything, and the worry eats away at him day and night.  Except, he doesn’t. He lets them have their little games, dancing around the subject over and over again, lets the silence fill the car and ferment. 

Sam tried once, on the third day after. He had taken a jackhammer to it and swung gracelessly, had screamed and even cried a bit, pointed and pushed and yelled.

Dean had said a single word on the subject, pulling Sam off the floor and wiping the blood from his face and hands, picking splinters from raw skin. Just one small word, said so, wretchedly Sam had shut up and sat down. The shotgun stayed in its place in the truck. 

They don’t have any direction now. Sam had dug for the burner connected to Dad, and hadn't found a trace. Either Dean was hiding it, trying to keep Sam safe in some asinine way, or things had gotten far worse than he thought.

notes to self: Sam originally doesn’t notice how hungry for meat he is. Dean feeds this and then eventually just confronts him with human flesh. Sam is like wtf—oh. Dean is only going to do this when he’s sure sam WILL eat it bc he’s not playing abt this. Sam eating=people dying whatever. Sam will get used to it and so will Dad they Have To no other option in his head

[real-life-creature-feature]

a ruined corrupted monster deserves venomous love, doesn’t it?