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𝐡𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝟏 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝟐 : 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐳 𝐣𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞/𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 & 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫/𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤

📖𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: for all people believe that werewolves are dangerous creatures, your wolf is pretty tame, even with some of his...quirks. this halloween you let him be the big bad wolf to your little red riding hood, while you give out candy to trick-or-treaters. what he doesn't know, is that you have your own trick-or treat planned for him after this– you're his treat tonight, but he's going to have to chase you first. 📖𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ only. smut. wolf shifter au. werewolves. no abo dynamics. outdoor sex. scent kink. vaginal sex. fingering. possessive behavior. predator/prey kink. tummy bulge. breeding kink. knotting (but not really). mention of heat/rut cycles. no protection. carlos’ filthy mouth. author may have cooked a little too hard 📖𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 6k words 📖𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: carlos sainz jr x fem!black!reader 📖𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: oneshot 📖𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸: peek-a-boo • red velvet

𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲: fair warning this is the most foul thing i’ve written ever. like, i thought the first upload was unsettling, but this is terrifying in comparison. i think i’m getting better tho, low key. no, this was not an excuse to write a breeding kink 😒. this was an excuse to spread my personal feeling that i think carlos sainz jr is a massive freak, and i will take no criticism on that 😩. but i do apologize for his foul ass mouth at the end. imma try and get these out quicker because i realized that if i’m releasing one fic every week, i will not be finishing this b4 the end of the month. there unfortunately will be no part two to this, it’s a standalone, i got so many things to write now, im sorry :( i hope you all enjoy it (i did an embarrassing amount of research for this aka twilight wiki), and thank you for all the support !!!

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carlos is not a werewolf. carlos is a born wolf; he comes from a long familial line of shifters. while he and his wolf share a brain, carlos is in control one-hundred percent of the time. he can shift into a wolf at will and maintains awareness as the wolf. however, during the full moon, it’s extremely difficult for shifters to resist the call and refrain from transforming. werewolves, on the other hand, are created by a curse or from being bitten. they are forced to change into a beast every full moon, thirsting for blood and carnage. their humanity isn’t present in the half-wolf/half-human form; being a werewolf is like a parasitic disease. carlos’ family has found their calling in bringing a sense of order to the wild, and during full moons, their purpose is to contain and redirect the beastly werewolves from harming humans.

shifters are rare, and carlos prefers it that way (he doesn’t ever want to find out what tension multiple shifters on the grid could cause). his nature doesn’t give him any unfair advantages in an f1 car, sure, his reaction time may be a little quicker, and he heals faster–but, nothing that would classify as “cheating.” if he did have any extreme advantages, maybe he’d end max’s world champion streak, but that is not the case; anything about his nature still couldn’t make up ferrari’s shortcomings.

the only downside to being a shifter is how they’re mistaken for werewolves (even though they are obviously two completely different beings). the world doesn’t know about the shifter population at large, it’s mainly an “if you know you know” society, and werewolves are known to the masses with how many slaughters they’ve been caught doing from the beginning of time. which is massively unfortunate for carlos. if he were to be revealed as a wolf shifter, he’d probably lose everything he knows–formula one, his privacy, his family, you–and he would probably be scheduled for a public execution if those were still in place. he’s only trusted a small circle of people within formula one with the secret of his wolf; lando, charles, fernando, jon and rupert, and vasseur. it’s made his life easier having people that are aware of his true nature, so he can shift comfortably during race weekends if needed, when you are not able to join him.

regardless of how the world views carlos’ supernatural state, you genuinely don’t understand how people could be terrified of him. carlos is ‘the dream man’™, and you’re not accepting any critiques on that matter. he’s a personal-sized space heater, so you don’t have to worry about being cold at night–and he doesn’t even complain when you stick your icicle-like toes and fingers on him. he cleans without being told to, he’s an excellent home chef, he takes you golfing with him and even lets you caddy for him, he’s protective but in a respectful manner, and he even partial shifts around you so you can play with his ears and give him a good little scratch.

the only downside you could point out about carlos, is that he takes his wolf form a little too seriously.

carlos was raised to train his inner wolf into a controlled, unfazed, unshaken, apex-predator being. the wolf has one purpose and it’s to guard his territory, the people he loves, and to prevent any werewolf murder sprees. but, you wish he’d allow himself to relax, and have a little more fun in his wolf form.

you’ve started training him, funnily enough, to allow his wolf to be off the clock sometimes. subconsciously, in the comfort of the spanish villa you two call home, he’s started to allow his ears to pop out whenever he’s relaxed enough. the spaced out and confused faces and noises he makes, with his head and ears flicking and tilting to match, invokes an unhealthy sense of cute-aggression from you. sometimes, you manage to persuade him enough to shift to his full wolf form, and that’s where you find the most difficulty of calming his behavior.

he’ll go around sniffing and rubbing his body along all of the walls and corners of the house to spread his claim, and even refuses to nap or sleep with you while he is shifted. he’d sit in the doorway of the room you were in and remain in an alert state to protect you from whatever dangers that may appear, even though he’s already sure none are present. there was one time you were able to convince him to lay with you under the guise of you being cold; he allowed himself to curl around you and rest his snout on your chest, but the way his ears remained cocked let you know that he was wide awake even though his eyes were shut.

he’s thoroughly unamused whenever you try and get him to play with dog toys. it doesn’t matter if it squeaks, crinkles, or smells–he wants nothing to do with them. he can’t say no to an old-fashioned game of fetch, though. whenever you grab a stick from outside, you hear his thundering paws running towards you before skidding to a rapid stop, his haunches firmly touching the ground while his front paws anxiously tip tap in front of him, and his whole body shakes with anticipation for your throw. and from there you started to get him to appreciate tennis balls and frisbees in fetch games. even though his massive jaw and teeth have you ordering replacements way too often.

and the thought of his massive ears, eyes, hands, and teeth—led you to your halloween costume idea.

little red riding hood.

it makes the most perfect amount of sense. carlos can be the big bad wolf to your red riding hood! except he refused, stating that it would be shameful to use his wolf in such a manner. of course, you're disappointed at his refusal, but you respect his boundaries at the end of the day. so, you were just going to have piñon (your dog) be your big bad wolf. and then, that fell through as well.

piñon was staying over at carlos’ parents house a few days before halloween, and ended up losing a battle to a mouse that he tried to catch through a fence. the fence scratched him a little deeply on his tummy and he ended up getting stitches and a cone of shame. while his stitches are in, he’s staying with reyes and carlos sr.–and, you’re back to square one; you’re ‘big bad wolf’-less-ness.

you don’t attempt to try and convince carlos to join you again, you just decide to keep your original costume and sit out on the porch handing out candy to the trick-or-treaters, missing the other half to your costume. it’s very simple attire, just the red-hooded cloak and a picnic basket full of candy. carlos peeks from the front window’s curtains and watches you smile sweetly at all the children and compliment them on their costumes. he hears you fein terror when kids dressed as werewolves ask for candy, he hears you fawn over the cutest kids and their costumes, and he hears your happiness falter when anyone asks where your ‘big bad wolf’ is.

you’re in the middle of explaining how piñon wasn’t feeling well to a little girl, and you hear a muffled bark. your head perks up in question, thinking you just imagined it, but then you hear scratches on the door. confused, you go to open the door and carlos comes slinking out to join you on the porch.

his wolf is massive, when standing on four paws his head nearly reaches your chest, his coat is a silky coloration of a brown so dark it appears black, but in direct sunlight it radiates warmth. his paws are larger than your face and the claws he’s got on them are big enough to match. the little girl shrieks and hides behind her dad’s legs, and the dad backs them up off the porch frantically.

“no, no, no,” you reassure them, and carlos tries to shrink his body behind your legs, whining lowly, “he’s friendly! i promise he’s a sweetheart, he’s actually pretty shy!” carlos skimpers behind you, quickly managing to shove himself under the outdoor couch, only allowing his head to peek out from underneath. the dad doesn’t quite believe you, and just apologizes and just ushers his daughter to the next house.

you sigh, and plop down a little forcefully on the couch. you hear carlos crawl from underneath the seat, and rise to a sitting position at your side, resting his snout on your lap. you look down and purse your lips at his wide, apologetic brown wolf eyes and raise your hand to give him a few pets. you question softly, “are you going to join me for the whole night?”

carlos blinks at you once. an eager grin spreads across your lips, “yay! aren’t you just such a good boy,” you tease sarcastically. carlos huffs, the force of his exhale swooshing your cloak, before he turns his back to you in dismissal. you laugh at him, and the next group of kids run up yelling for candy, and carlos tries to appear as small as he can so he doesn’t scare these ones away.

after the initial scare carlos caused, everyone seems fascinated at your “wolf-dog,” and how well mannered and amicable he is. carlos lets all the kids who are brave enough pet him, not snapping once even if they accidentally tug at his tail or ears, and sits incredibly still so he has no chance of accidentally crushing them. several dads even pause to give him a sturdy little dad-pat on his side, and inform you of how “that’s a good guard dog you got there, he takes a pat like no problem.” you even impress a few of the moms with how well trained you have him, and how he listens to all of your commands and can do many tricks (so far, the most impressive trick is having him harmonize to your voice with a howl). carlos preens silently next to you whenever little kids can’t help themselves from telling you how pretty you are (his tail thumping on the floor the only giveaway), and seethes when overzealous men and women try and hit on you (growls rumbling out of his chest). you brush off their advances and charmingly tell them, “i don’t think my boyfriend would appreciate me cheating on him…especially in front of his dog,” with a disguised smirk. overall, carlos does so well cosplaying as your big bad wolf, that you decide to give him the present you planned all along.

after the halloween celebrations die down, you and carlos return inside, and you lead the way up to the bedroom as he trots behind you. carlos shifts back into his naked human form, and you giggle and pull him into a hug.

“thank you, my love! everyone loved you tonight–you know you didn’t have to join me outside, right? i didn’t want you to feel pressured to do something you were–” carlos cuts you off with a chaste kiss to the cheek and dismisses your worry, “mi luna, i wouldn’t have gone out there if i did not want to, sí? i am happy i could make the night more fun for you, by playing your “big bad wolf.’”

you pull away with a small ‘aha!’ of remembrance and rush into the en-suite bathroom, closing the door behind you. carlos stares at the space you were just occupying and shrugs, figuring you have to pee really badly–considering you were sitting on the porch the whole night without a break– and that you’re probably changing out of the costume, before turning to the closet and pulling on clothes.

he hears the toilet flush, and then the water runs for a minute too long–almost like you’re covering up any noises carlos may hear with his enhanced hearing, but he doesn’t think that you’d have anything to hide from him, anyways. you fling the door open excitedly, still in your riding hood, and pull carlos away from the closet and start dragging him downstairs.

“ay–” carlos objects, “i don’t have a shirt on yet, mi amor! where are you rushing too?”

you don’t respond verbally, only glancing back at him with a cheeky smirk, and continue to lead him to the backyard. you drop carlos hand once you’ve stepped outside, shutting the sliding glass door behind you two. walking back to him, you stand in front of him–pausing as you stare into the warm depth of his brown eyes, before you take one step backwards. carlos automatically goes to parrot your movement, attempting to take one step towards you to eliminate the space, but you ‘aht-aht’ at him disapprovingly causing him to freeze. you press your hand against his chest near his clavicle and guide him to his original position. patting once with intention, you order, “stay.”

carlos’ eyes widen in shock, but he doesn’t say anything. he allows you to back away from him, twitching towards you when your bare feet slip off the paved patio onto the grass. you come to a stop when you’re halfway into the yard.

carlos calls out to you, confused, “amor? what’s this, i do not want to play fetch right now–”

“we’re not going to play fetch carlos,” you start, “we’re going to play a new game called chase.” carlos does his adorable head tilt at you, continuing to question your actions, “qué? i don’t know the game you are talking about, mi luna–wh-what-qué haces (what are you doing)?”

you unbutton the collar of the cloak, and spread the front open, from where you wrapped it tightly around your body, and reveal a matching set of the scantiest, laciest, and most mouthwatering red bra and panties. carlos is stunned to silence, mouth dropping open as his eyes fall to your exposed body. the way your smooth melanated skin is complimented by the rosso corsa-colored lingerie, the way you’re holding open the cloak to allow him to get his fill of your body, the way your hips seductively rock from one side to the other, the way the smell of your arousal begins to become apparent to his sensitive nose–before you abruptly wrap the cloak shut, tying the waistband tightly and shattering the moment.

“we are going to play a game called ‘chase’, carlito. where i run into the woods behind us, and you…chase me.”

carlos’ entranced state is shaken by his protective instincts, “qué? no, no! absolutely not. the woods are dangerous, mi amor–”

“carlosss,” you whine, “you patrol the woods every other week! you know there’s nothing that could hurt me out here, because you’ve already gotten rid of it. you’re going to give chase and you’re going to like it!”

carlos shifts anxiously, not fully persuaded, so you decide to not give him a choice, “ten minutes, love. after that, come catch me.” you turn and run into the densely packed woods, ignoring carlos’ exclamation for you to stop. he doesn’t suddenly appear and stop your disappearance into the forest, so that’s how you know the game is on.

your chest is already heaving from adrenaline and excitement as you run through the forest, ducking under branches and hopping over rocks and fallen tree limbs. you pant and the nerves start to set in, not out of fear of what’s in the forest, but fear of giving carlos an easy chase. you stop suddenly and take a sharp turn, running for a minute that way before you circle back and run at a slight diagonal in the opposite direction, overlaying your scent to try and give some added time to your pursuit. running deeper into the woods, it begins to get darker, the only light source are the scraps of moonlight that manage to find a pocket to slip through. your eyes adjust to the reduced light level, pupils blown wide not only in necessity but also arousal, and you come to a halt again. you quickly slip off your red panties and hang them on the nearest branch, hoping that the wetness that’s already seeped into them distracts him from your true location.

you start to traverse your way through an uphill part of the forest, exhaustion finally beginning to become apparent after that first rush of adrenaline–but then, a familiar howl cuts through the air; your time is up, and carlos is loose in the forest, hunting after you. reinvigorated, you continue running deeper and deeper into the trees, changing directions multiple times losing track of exactly where you’re going.

the wolf fucking losing it. you–his luna, his mate–are out in the forest he protects—his territory—inciting him into a relieving game of chase, allowing him to be just as uncontrolled as he wants in his pursuit of you. he’s quick to catch on your trail, seeing the way you’re rushed heavy steps in the start leaves an easy path for him to follow. and then, he notices you employed different tactics to delay him. he catches himself running in circles you intentionally plotted, and notices how your scent and foot-trail overlaps multiple times. and then, he can tell you switched from running with the full bottom of your foot and just on your toes for a moment to disrupt your trail. his breaths have started to mirror yours, forceful with the adrenaline from a good chase, and he freezes. he smells you.

he speeds up to a full run, paws thundering against the earth under him, loud and uncaring if you hear him coming or not, before he bursts through the trees where your scent is the strongest. but, you’re not there. the wolf whines disbelievingly, bringing his nose to the floor to analyze your scent trail before a glimpse of red catches his attention from the corner of his eye. he spins around swiftly, expecting it to be the swish of your cloak as you run from, but it’s not you.

it’s the damn red panties you kindly left behind for him.

he rocks up on his hind legs to knock it off the branch to the ground, and presses his muzzle to the barely there fabric, inhaling your arousal deeply. an unhinged growl tumbles his way out of his chest, before it morphs into another full howl, letting you know how much he appreciates your present. carlos won’t be fooled by any more of your tricks again, and he takes off running.

you’ve taken a brief break from running, leaning forward with your hand against your knees as you catch your breath. it’s loud around you; bugs are buzzing and you can hear the hoots of several owls echoing through the forest. suddenly, it goes completely silent, quicker than a drop of a pin. you slam your mouth shut, quieting your inhales, and you slowly shift your stance into a running position, trying to use your hearing to tell what direction the wolf is coming from. you hear the rustle of a tree on your right, and you make to leap away into a run–but it’s too late.

you’re caught, large hands around your waist and a leg sweeps your own out from underneath you and takes you to the ground. a scream of surprise escapes from your chest but is cut off with a heavy hand laying over your mouth.

carlos is looming over you, kneeled in between your legs, bare as the day he was born, chest heaving, and pupils wide from the thrill and pleasure of a successful hunt. “caught you. i could hear your little heart racing in your chest.” he boasts.

carlos removes his hand only to replace it with his lips, and the passion he bathes your lips with fragments your mind. you can only part your lips and let him ruin you as he pleases. his plump lips suckle on yours before his tongue begins an eager exploration of your mouth–a desperate moan falls from his lips into yours. one of his hands comes to grasp at the curls on your head, tilting you for a better angle; and you raise one of yours to grasp at his shoulder for stability, but carlos startles away. an animalistic growl rumbles through his chest in dissent, and he grabs both of your wrists in one of his hands, and pins them above your head.

you’re at a loss for words, unsure if you want to moan or plead to suck his dick, but carlos doesn’t give you a chance to decide.

he allows himself one last soul-sucking kiss, before he presses nips into your cheeks and jaw, leading towards your neck. carlos buries his nose deeply into the spot where your jaw meets your neck, and takes an excessive inhale of your scent. dios mio. the way you smell. delectable and rich soaked with lust and the dregs of fear still clinging in the surroundings. he gets to smell this for the rest of his life. another growl erupts possessively, and you can only moan depravedly at the sound.

carlos continues to lavish kisses on his way down your body, bruising them into your skin before soothing over with a pass of his tongue. the hand in your hair releases, coming down to allow him to grasp at your chest, brushing over your nipples in a quick motion; the lace scrapes against them and the feeling is paralyzing. he tugs the rossi corsa bra underneath your breasts, and they spill out over the top in a manner so obscene it forces another moan out of carlos. he ducks his head again, to tease at your nipples with his tongue, alternating between flicking and sucking at them randomly. he ignores your hips are rolling up, attempting to get some friction, and your hands in his wrists flexing and tugging to escape.

he frees your nipples from the assault of his lips, and starts sucking hickeys into your underboob with a pleased hum. the change in sensation and slight ache, has another scream bursting from your chest, it’s too much.

“c-c-carlos, c’mon! please, please—oh!” cutting yourself off with a gasp, as carlos abruptly pulls away, his large hand releasing your wrists, to scooch down and bully your legs open with a free hand and shoves his broad tanned shoulders between your thighs.

you’re dripping everywhere. the tops of your inner thighs are smeared with stickiness and you’ve created a wet spot on the cloak underneath you. a growl fully spills from carlos’ chest, shaking the air around you and causing the hairs on the back of your neck to rise. he is an apex predator, you should at least be slightly terrified, but all you do is moan in response, more arousal leaking from you, and you start begging.

“carlos!p-please touch me! lobo mió—please, dont you wanna taste me? i want you to eat me,” you sob, “eat me out! you h-h-hunted me, take what you want!”

carlos laughs sharply at your obscenity, “oh? mi luna, you’re so bad, aren’t you? you should be scared of having my teeth so close to your pretty pussy, but here you are: begging, leaking, and your little hole winking and clenching at me, sí?”

you quickly agree, “yesyesyes, for you, for you, always. please carlos,” one of your hands flies down to grip at his hair and try and tug his mouth onto you. carlos snaps his teeth at you, and you quickly pull your hand away from his head, leaving it hovering in the air.

carlos growls, “don’t rush me, mi luna, i always take care of you, no?” you hum in agreement, both of your hands falling to your sides and gripping the grass next to you in anticipation.

carlos dips his head and swipes his tongue gently at your left inner thigh, and groans deeply. it’s your scent liquified; he licks his lips and smacks his mouth, savoring your slick. after that one sample he can’t help himself, he loses himself and makes it his personal mission to clean up every last drop of you that spilled. carlos’ mouth is sloppy, and he’s uncaring of how your thighs begin to shake in oversensitivity from the way his beard is scratching your thighs up, red lines appearing faintly on your brown skin. you start squirming away from his mouth, and carlos huffs, annoyed.

his hands switch to gripping the underside of your thighs, and he pushes them upwards near your chest, and commands, “stop moving, mi amor, or i’ll stop completely.” you moan a soft breathy okay, and your moan pitches into a sharp gasp. carlos runs his nose up your cunt parting the lips, more wetness spreading, before he pauses at your clit; and deeply inhales your scent from where it’s the richest. you cry, half bewildered and half humiliated, at your boyfriend eagerly sniffing at your warmth.

carlos rumbles out, “mierda, mi luna. mmm, so sweet—i cannot wait. i have to get in you, sí?” carlos doesn’t wait for a response and presses two fingers inside you. a cry escapes you at the sudden stretch, but your scent doesn’t sour with pain—carlos continues. he rushes through stretching you; his fingers scissoring you open methodically, consciously avoiding your g-spot. the squelching noises coming from your cunt, has tears gathering in your eyes in embarrassment, even though it’s fairly clear that carlos enjoys it.

his fingers slide out a minute later, and that same hand reaches for his dick to begin spreading your wetness over it. carlos hisses, and with a clenched jaw, he asks, “mi amor—estas lista (are you ready)?” his body is now vibrating with the force he’s holding himself back with, waiting for your approval.

your hands release the earth, blades of grass you ripped out of the ground falling from between your fingers, and motion carlos to come closer and lean over you, dwarfing your body completely, “yeah, lobo mio, fuck me.”

carlos whimpers, head falling to rest in your neck. his hand grasps tighter at the underside of your left thigh—a bruise forming already—and pushes it firmly to your chest, your right leg bends slightly and you press your knee to his hip, urging him forward.

carlos guides the head of his cock with a trembling hand to your cunt, and gently presses in. you sharply inhale, holding your breath, until the head pops in fully, causing both you and carlos to moan in pleasure. carlos continues sinking deeper within you as controlled and slowly as he can, not wanting to cause you any discomfort. however, you’re completely gone already. eyes shut in bliss, mouth open, drool already leaking from the corner of your lips. carlos lifts his head to read your expression, and smirks, you’re so easy for him.

he bottoms out, feeling how your walls squeeze him tightly, and flutter in desperation, like they can’t quite accommodate to his size. carlos waits patiently, chest heaving again from the strain of not taking you, and watches how you squirm underneath him, not knowing if you want to squirm away or closer. you adjust to his presence a handful of seconds later, and grind your hips up to feel the delicious drag of his dick inside of you. carlos’ eyes widen and a shocked groan escapes him before he rolls his own hips down to meet you.

carlos sets a quick pace from the beginning, he can’t be bothered with building up his speed slowly—he has a claim to lay on you; and to any other being in this forest who can smell how alluring you are, you’re his mate.

moans are being punched out of your chest with every one of his thrusts, harmonizing with his matching grunts of effort. your back is sliding against the grassy floor, and your shoved up with every one of his deep thrusts, and you sink your nails into his back in pleasure, and carlos growls into your ear at the feeling.

you manage to find words to praise your wolf, “s-so deep in me, carlos—yeahyeahyeah, deeper, baby, please—ah! faster, carlos, faster—“ and carlos does his best to fulfill your wishes; his mouth rests right next to your ear; his panting breaths, and moans only making you squeeze around him tighter.

he soon tires of your orders; he’s not doing his best if he hasn’t fucked the words out of you. carlos suddenly pulls out of you, and you cry out angrily with a furrowed brow, “no, carlos! don’t stop, what are you—“ and with a rough commanding tone, he interrupts you, “stop whining.” your mouth slams shut, the sound of your teeth clacking together mortifyingly loud, your eyes wide with shock.

carlos softens, patting at your hip gently to reassure you that he’s not angry. he then flips you over (cloak spread on the ground underneath you), up on your elbows and knees, and makes to mount you properly—like the wolf he really is. the air is thick, and with your back turned to him in such a vulnerable manner, adrenaline rushes through you again. carlos laughs down demeaningly at you, as your scent thickens even more with lust and smidge of fear.

rattled at his amusement, you try to push up onto your hands and knees, but carlos automatically pushes you back down, with a heavy, hot and veiny hand scruffing you at the base of your neck. you moan out highly, as carlos forces you back down to your elbows. he releases your neck and smooths his hand down to the small of your back to deepen your arch just the way he wants, and to pull your hips up to match.

all he says is, “now, you stay, just like that—and be a pretty hole for me.”

carlos bullies his dick back inside you, and doesn’t allow you any time to adjust in the this new position. he roughly pounds into you, now only caring about getting his release—he’ll make you cum after he’s thoroughly enjoyed his prize for hunting you down.

carlos’ grunts are animalistic, and his thrusts are too fast for you to try and buck back against him to match his rhythm; all you can do is sit pretty and take what he gives you—just like he said. you can only ramble out four words in between your moans; ‘carlos,’ ‘full,’ and ‘too deep.’ carlos rumbles approvingly at your chanting this time around, and pulls your hips back even closer to dig as deep as he can, uncaring of how you're trying to run from his thrusts.

your start babbling at the constant pressure and drag against your g-spot, he’s so deep, in this position, hitting areas he can only reach and causes your legs to give out. carlos’ hips don’t falter, as he catches you pulling you back up with a hand around your navel. and then his hips stutter in shock with a crude moan. he grabs one of your hands, causing you to fall flat on your face, head turned to the side with your cheek pressed to the cool red cloak—and guides it to your stomach and holds it there.

carlos resumes thrusting, and preens, “mmm, can you feel that, mi amor? i’m fucking you so deep—ah—you can feel it through your skin.” you can feel it, and the pressure from carlos pressing your hand on his own dick from outside of your body, has your eyes rolling back and tears streaming down your face. your legs go limp again, but carlos isn’t fazed; he continues to hold your body up for you. “so good for me,” carlos rambles, “mio luna—my mate.”

abruptly, you feel it. the press of his knot against you, and in a sudden moment of clarity, you start to beg.

“—los! kn-knot, please! ‘arlos, breed—ahahah—breed me deep and full—oh!”

carlos gnashes his teeth, growling savagely, before he leans down and forcefully bites down at the back of your neck—not enough to break skin, but enough to remind you of his teeth for a few days. you shudder, air stolen from your lungs, and you have no choice but to cum.

carlos feels the way your pussy flutters around him, failing to push him out with your release flooding your thighs, and how it continues to drag him deeper within you in a hypnotizing motion to milk him dry. carlos struggles to thrust once, twice, thrice more times with how tightly your cunt is gripping him and shoves his cock as deep in you as possible without allowing his knot to slip in, filling you up nice and good—breeding you just like you wanted.

carlos rocks you two both through the aftershocks, ensuring his cum coats your insides thoroughly, only slowing to a stop when your combined release starts frothing at where the two of you are joined, and your hips start squirming away from him. he guides you back, sitting you on his lap, keeping himself inside you, as he rotates you to face him.

your makeup is ruined. mascara and eyeliner staining your cheeks with the tracks of your tears, red lipstick smudged on your brown skin, eyes wide and still glassy with moisture. carlos swipes his thumb around your lips, fading the smudges as best as he can.

you smile softly, and ask with a light tone, “wasn’t that fun, mi lobo?”

carlos can only laugh softly, and nod, “yes—i did not know that you would enjoy being bred on the forest floor that much.”

your cheeks flush again after they began to cool, and you smack carlos shoulder in embarrassment. your brow furrows, and your mouth drops into a pout, “why didn’t you knot me?”

carlos raises an eyebrow at you teasingly, “ah, sí! you were begging for it like whore—“

“carlos!”

“i’m joking, i’m joking, mi luna! of course you were begging, more like a slut for my knot than a bitch in h—“

“dios mio, carlos! your fucking mouth after you cum—jesus christ!”

he can only laugh harder, extra pleased at how he gets you to fluster so easily, even after he just railed you in the middle of the forest.

“ay, mi amor—i’ll stop, im sorry,” he starts still grinning cockily, “pero, i did not give you the knot you begged for so sweetly, because my rut is in three days, sí? and i can’t afford to bruise your pretty pussy with my hefty knot before then, no?”

you balk. carlos’s semi-annual rut is a force of its own, you're practically out of commission for a week after it, unable to close your legs from how raw it leaves you. his knot bruises your insides every time you take it, so he definitely made the smart decision by not folding to your cries of desperation.

the scent of the two of you's satisfaction permeates the air, intertwining with the smell of sex, and carlos can only lean forward to mouth at your neck to taste how well he took care of you tonight.

“mmm,” carlos hums, “now—do you want me to carry you back to our den so i can finally get my mouth on you and clean you up, or do you want me to make another mess of you right here, mi luna?”

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dargorian · 10 months

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This was completely unintentional, I swear. It all started with wondering why Rayla has white eyebrows but her parents both have brown eyebrows; what was dominant and what was recessive genetically. I very quickly lost control of the spreadsheet and before I knew it I’d figured Callum’s genetics out as well as Rayla, Lain and Tiadrin's. Rayllum kids quickly followed suit over an afternoon. This was ready to share but then the trailer dropped and I tweaked my version of adult Callum to have scarring on his face (I’m convinced the larger cut on his cheek at least will scar and he’ll mirror Amaya that way. He may even have trouble opening his right eye too later on given the swelling around it but I didn’t include that). Something else to note here; humans in TDP afaik don’t have wedding rings but I imagine the couple marrying would wear a matching item. Callum lacks horns so he can’t wear cuffs but then I thought, what about a piercing? I’d imagine a ring would probably get in the way of spells - where would it go with mage wings for starters? Would Fulminis backfire into the mage with a metal loop on their finger? Probably not but I also thought of Rayla and her blades; would a ring be more likely to get snagged in battle and risk her losing that finger? That thought process led to Rayla and Callum both having a piercing in their right earlobe to signify their marital status instead of a ring. I imagine they're both in their early 40's here. As for their kids, in order of eldest to youngest; Ivan (17), Sarai (15) and Amaris (10). All of them have horns of varying lengths. Sarai and Amaris both have four fingers, Ivan technically has five. Ivan was originally (but tentatively) called Ibis but the confusion it caused in the discord channel convinced me to change it sooner. He’s called Ivan now (I played a game called Golden Sun waaaay back in the day and a wind mage in that game is called Ivan. Ever since then, Ivan has always had an association with air/sky/wind to me). Ivan loves to prank Lujanne and Lujanne always ‘freaks his bean’ back in response without fail. His pinko is smaller than the size of a normal human’s so he says he has four-and-a-half fingers. He has central heterochromia too. Callum teaches him moon magic (when he’s not distracted by Rayla walking past that is - I have a pic planned for that). Sarai was easy to name and she loves magic like her dad. Whenever Ivan slings an arm around her shoulders, she knows he’s plotting something and he needs her magic to help. She learns the sky arcanum from Callum over time but she can’t summon mage wings. The family shadowpaw absolutely adores her and Sarai regularly takes her out for runs - or patrols as she calls them. Amaris was the hardest to name. He’s the youngest, quietest and is terrified of the dark. It got to the point where he couldn’t sleep unless someone he really trusted slept in the same room as him ‘to keep the night monsters away’. Having seen the trailer for S5, I think he overheard the tales of the creatures that came out at night around Lux Aurea which led to this fear. His parents soon found a creature called a lumindog (aka a glowy pomeranian), creatively called Lumin by Amaris, and he gives off a gentle glow whenever his fur moves. Lumin is essentially Amaris’ nightlight and he’s very protective of Amaris too, likewise Amaris towards him. Lumin’s method of glowing also means that whenever he sneezes the sudden movement causes him to flashbang the room.

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lorianbladeoflothric · 2 months

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BONK!

Hiyo! I bring a silly ask! What kind of pokemon do you think the ER cast would like to have around?

(Choose however as many or as little characters as you like <3)

Oh dude, be prepared for a long answer bc I was obsessed with pokemon for the first half of the pandemic so I make teams for characters a lot and I try to put a lot of thought into them, but sometimes it really is just rule of cool.

Starting with Ranni because I don't get her, so her team is basically just themed after her.

Shiny Midnight Lycanroc - She's had this one since she was a child Lunala - in a pokemon au she would have met it instead of the dark moon or maybe it was passed down from Rennala Frosslass - is ghost. is ice. is woman. what more do you want? Mega Banette - Mega bc it looks cooler than normal Banette, but in general it's the possessed doll pokemon so it makes sense to give it to her Mismagius - For the crone that taught her magic Alolan Ninetales - A doglike ice type to round everything out

For Rennala, I did what you would more likely find around her now than the team she may have used in the past.

Clefable - Among her sweetings, there are also members of the entire clefable line scattered around the library, gathering around her as they would the full moon. Shiny Gardevoir - Shiny bc blue to signify that Ranni has left this one to guard her in her slumber. Cresselia - Moon theme and pleasant dreams, it's a crescent moon so idk if this would be her Moon pokemon the way Lunala is Ranni's but it feels right Midday Lycanroc - the red wolf of radagon Hatterene - This one could go one of two ways. It's a witchy looking thing and it attacks anyone who shows too much emotion. This could either be a pokemon the Raya Lucaria scholars left to watch her and make sure she doesn't try anything, or it could be like Gardevoir and one of her children (Rykard in this case) put it there to guard her.

Like Rennala, Radahn's "team" is just the pokemon encountered while fighting him. Which is to say Leonard the mudsdale and various minior that crash down during and after the battle.

Rykard's turn! I know there's not a single snake on this team but hear me out

Magmortar and Delphox - He developed magma sorceries Groudon - This is Eiglay. I know it's not a snake but like. look. Big catastrophe causing thing sealed beneath a volcano. It's Eiglay. Yamask - explicitly the soul of a dead human. Not sure if this is on his team so much as scattered around volcano manor, but it felt important to mention. Magearna - Virgin abductors Mawile - This one is probably Tanith's but I'm not doing a team for her. It's the decoy pokemon, it fits both of them. Tanith is like the main body, Rykard is like the mouth.

Leaving the carians, we have the easiest team so far: Godfrey. Perrserker, Machamp, Incineroar - Self explanatory really, they fight like him. Sirfetch'd - His knights, the decorum he has as Elden Lord, and the Storm King he defeated was a bird. Solgaleo - Serosh, godfrey is sun-aligned. Azumarill - HEAR ME OUT. Huge power + high hp makes it a powerful foe, water to fight against all the different fires that oppose the erdtree, fairy to conquer the dragons, its shiny is gold, and the most important point of all: Gap Moe

I want to make a team for Godwyn, but it's very hard since he doesn't really...have much to him? Haxorus and Kommo-o - Golden + Dragon Roaring Moon - Literally an ancient dragon Cursola - Analagous to deathblight Fortissax isn't in his party, but he would probably be Giratina?

Godrick's team is a joke kinda, but Machamp - 4 arms plus one of Godfrey's iconic pokemon Shiny Magikarp - for the Lord of All That Is Golden Corviknight - For the storm king Dracovish - Grafting! Dragon! It was so hard not to make his entire team galarian fossils bc they're all grafted freaks

For Malenia, I think she would have a different team before her rot got too bad. These three go along with her graceful fighting style pretty well, and since she is a walking toxic status effect...

Bisharp is the only one who survives and evolves into Kingambit. Ceruledge - dual wielding swords, edgy and cool, since it's a ghost she can't kill it by just being near it. She trained it up alongside her cleanrot knights. Quaquaval - a gift from the blind swordsman The last three are some of many nuisances that follow her around at the haligtree. Things that like poison and rot are just attracted to her.

Miquella's team is probably exactly what you'd expect. Silcoon - It doesn't seem to want to hatch... Togetic - "These Pokémon are never seen anywhere near conflict or turmoil. In recent times, they’ve hardly been seen at all." They're also known to bless people, very fitting for what we know about Miq Shaymin - It purifies toxins and grows flowers Comfey - more flowers, more healing, I bet there's a bunch of these around the Halligtree. Musharna - dreamworld pokemon <3 Gardevoir - Counterpart to Malenia's old Gallade. It's his strongest pokemon and only fights to protect him

Marika has no pokemon, she may have at some point, but right now the only pokemon she's around is Ultra Necrozma (The Elden Beast, bc it's golden, evil, a legendary, and from space)

Aaaaaand the last character I'm going to do is Radagon, but if anyone's read this far and wants me to do a specific character outside the god family tree, I'd be hella down.

Zoroark - You Know Why He Has This (it can disguise as humans) Zacian - Radagon seems to be tied to wolves/dogs, plus it has his greatsword Aegislash - this one just feels right Trevenant - for the erdtree Minior - for his elden stars incantation

So yeah that was way too many words and I'm sure as soon as I post this I'll think of better ones but yeah! Ty for the ask bud!!

#circe talks #pokemon

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turtle-babe83 · 2 years

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@warrior-girl Could you do a headcannon where the s/o is insecure and the turtles comfort them?

✍🏻I assumed you mean individually so that’s what I went with. Gender Neutral reader. 💚

Leonardo

Leo is the quintessential gentleman. He holds doors, pulls out chairs, and lends a nonjudgmental ear. So when you show signs of struggling with insecurities, he debates long and hard with himself before addressing it with you. He doesn’t want to overstep, but he cares too much about you to leave it be. Instead of asking you directly, he will fix some hot tea (or whatever beverage is your comfort cup) and sit down with you. He will open up and share his own worries and insecurities. How he questions his ability to make wise decisions, and how he struggles with whether or not he is a good leader. He will spill his concerns about causing hurt or worse to one of his brothers through his leadership. And finally, his biggest fears about how you may wake up one day and decide this isn’t the life for you, and leave him. Quick to reassure him, you feel comfortable enough now that when he asks what been bothering you, you let it all out. He gives you tight, affirming hugs and lets you know that he is always here if you need a cheerleader and he finds you to be perfect exactly as you are. 💙

Raphael

Raph understands insecurities better than anyone. He’s sure of his strength, he’s certain of his fighting prowess, and he knows how to keep you safe. What plagues him is thoughts of you waking up one day and seeing him as a monster or a freak. So when he catches you putting yourself down and letting your own insecurities rear their ugly heads, he is quick to shut that down. You are the most amazing human he knows, and he showers you with lots of heartfelt compliments. He opens up the side that only you get to see of him, the warm and loving teddy bear. He tells you that he doesn’t know how he ended up with such a good-looking s/o since he’s like a Swamp Thing. When you fuss at him for saying such a mean thing about himself, he turns it back on you. You shouldn’t speak badly of yourself either. He tells you how you changed his life for the better and gave him hope for the future when he thought no one could find him attractive or deal with his attitude. He reminds you of all the things that he admires about you and when you finally crack a smile, he draws you into one of his famous bear hugs. ♥️

Donatello

Donnie is a fairly confident fellow. He knows he’s smart and takes pride in his abilities. Insecurity isn’t completely foreign, but it’s definitely not something he’s used to. Being the brother that excels intellectually, and then having the skill to fight well too is a bonus. When he sees you, his incredible s/o, moping around and clearly having a hard time, he’s surprised when you share your self-doubts. He thinks you hung the moon (okay, not literally, he’s too much of a scientist to believe-okay getting off subject) so why don’t you have the same faith in yourself? In you, he sees infinite possibilities. As a human, nothing is out of reach for you. You can go places and do things he can’t, things he wishes he could do. He envies your ability to go visit museums during opening hours, to sit in restaurants and be served by waitstaff, catch a cab or even just step out into the sunshine. You can do literally ANYTHING and he believes that you truly can. Ignore the little voice inside that tells you that you can’t or that you aren’t good enough, he urges you with a wide smile. And after all, you have his absolute support. 💜

Michelangelo

Despite his regular show of bravado and assuredness, this turtle knows a thing or two about insecurities. Hearing the police call him and his brothers “monsters” was a low blow. He didn’t mention it any further beyond the night it happened, but it really did a number on him. For a long time, he lived in constant fear of other humans having the same reaction, and worried that his appearance would mean a life of loneliness for him and his brothers. But then came you. Your friendship and subsequent romance with the exuberant turtle gave him hope and happiness. If someone as amazing as you could find him attractive and want to be with him, then surely there were other humans he could befriend. So when he notices that you are sullen and quiet, and he finally coaxes you to talk about it, he’s very understanding about your insecurities. He points out all the unique things that make you, well, you! All the ways you dazzle him and how he has seen others light up just talking to you. He makes a promise with you that the two of you will always talk to each other when you get feeling that way, and make it a mission to cheer each other up. 🧡

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punkpandapatrixk · 1 year

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Scorpio Season Overview for 🐞🐍⛲🐝ALL SIGNS

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Scorpio season always brings about an intense release of aenergetic baggage. Old energies that are past their purpose must fall away like autumn leaves. Most Humans are attached to energies that are familiar, so losing learnt patterns or behaviours might feel like death itself. But in reality, you’re just creating a sacred space for welcoming new energies/habits/patterns that are bound to make you more energetic, productive, and generally happier with yourself.

You are the creator of your own Life, the writer of your history that someday becomes someone else’s inspiration. Be selfish enough to prioritise yourself when it comes to the weaving of your life stories. People who are honest with themselves (all the good and the bad) and are unapologetic about following their divine paths are often considered psychos. That’s fine, be psycho enough to kill yourself spiritually and die aenergetically to all—everything and everyone—that no longer serves (or deserves) you.

You are a Mother Goddess about to give birth to a freer, lighter, happier version of yourself. Scorpio is supporting you in removing all these dead leaves and be reborn🍂🍁Grow back as magick, bitch!🍄✨

Psycho Freedom for 🐞Fire Signs – Green Geographer (Gerardus Mercator)

Fire Signs are the most passionate peeps about their eccentric visions and life goals. Who’s to deny you the adventure of exploring your possibilities or testing your limits? The world is your oyster, so add a dash of lemon, salt and pepper and have a feast of an experience! Fear is the mind-killer. Ignore it. You are so much bigger and stronger than your fear. You are more capable than the fear has told you. Your anxiety is lying to you.

🐏Aries – 5 of Wands Rx

what’s died inwardly: Thoughts, ideas, and visions that had been gathered from many people/places throughout years of cultural brainwash and toxic societal expectations + limitations are gone out the window. You don’t need those ideas anymore. They’ve been an annoying noisy ringing in your mental space, causing lethargy from needing to use up a lot of mental power to calm down your chaotic mind. You feel strongly from within that something’s about to or has changed dramatically within the inner space of your being. Now that your boundaries are set up straight, you feel ready to face a brave new world that you know for certain will serve your character development. This here is your origin story!

what’s rebirthing outwardly: It is possible you will isolate yourself from the people you’ve known up until now. Other than that, it is possible you will leave a certain job or gig that’s been taking away too much spiritual power from you. You may even change locations or currently in the process of planning for a move. There’s a new beginning that’s taking up shape and you’re clearing up space to allow its unfurling in your Life. Some things may feel chaotic or unstable right now, but it’s only because you’re on a raft whilst building your ship. Yeah, it’s rocky here and there, every now and then, but you’re well on your way to a great adventure that is certain to give you so much spiritual fulfilment. Don’t be afraid. Don’t you dare give up. This is ONLY the beginning of a story of a millennium!

🦁Leo – 10 of Cups Rx

what’s died inwardly: False love freaking died. What you thought gave you a sense of security or a bond of a family, you realise now is just imprisonment. That is because the other party is selfish, unreasonable, uncompassionate, inflexible, and most of all, lacking empathy on a broad spectrum. You got tired of it; it’s been suffocating, to say the least. Your heart has been yearning for a closer bond, a community, that feels like true family. Sometimes you aren’t verbally clear about what you’re seeking, but you’re certain you’ll recognise it when it arrives because you know how it should feel like. You’re on your way to find your Soul Tribe, and along with that, uncovering your true purpose for being born here at this passage of time.

what’s rebirthing outwardly: You may have begun with self-love on this one. I think you’ve been living surrounded by people who don’t understand you, subsequently making you feel very unlovable. You may have dealt with some form of self-loathing, so now you’re learning to fully accept yourself—flaws and all. You’re rediscovering your true sense of self-worth and realising flawed people are also deserving of Love. Being flawed doesn’t mean you’re bad, horrible nor does it make you a villain. It just makes you human, what the heck. From this point of self-reflection, you gain personal empowerment and this becomes the origin story of your destined reunion with your Soul Family.

🎠Sagittarius – Knight of Cups

what’s died inwardly: Spiritual guidance is pouring in from the heavens. The heavens, essentially, can be experienced through quiet meditations. Not always the ‘aum’ kind of meditation. At moments you feel the most in touch with your emotions, you’re deciphering divine messages. Emotions are actually your guidance system, you know. In our world today, we’ve got so many male psychopaths that have painted a reality in which emotions are our weaknesses. Those psychos are the ones who are weak, because they can’t manage their own emotions, they become a victim to their emotions. A real strong individual knows that emotions point/direct towards what needs fixing or what’s worth keeping in his Life.

what’s rebirthing outwardly: Since you’re coming to honour your emotions more, there’s a sense of clarity that washes over you, regarding your Life’s true direction. Your emotions are pointing toward a goal or mission that you know from the depths of your Soul will satisfy you on a spiritual level. For achieving this goal, you know a lot about your past or who and what you’ve been up until this point must die. This is your confirmation that your intention to distance yourself from small minds is the right thing to uphold. Follow that. You’re really giving birth to a butterfly version of yourself. Butterflies don’t chit chat with caterpillars. Butterflies are busy being useful to the ecosystem whilst living their own glamorous lives. So don’t be afraid of being seen as a freak. A butterfly must look like a freak to caterpillars, right? ‘Why are you so, different from the rest of us?’ ‘Yeah, bitch, I’ve transformed!’

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Psycho Freedom for 🐍Earth Signs – Silver Magus (Merlin)

The strongest characteristic of all Earth Signs is tenacity. You are pragmatic, logical, realistic, and subsequently hardworking based on all these earthly perceptions. The Scorpio season is reminding you that everybody is a magician at the core of their being. There is magic that is accessible to you at this moment if you decide to develop more of your spiritual abilities. FYI, magick makes everything a tad easier and manifesting relaxed.

🐂Taurus – 4 of Wands Rx

what’s died inwardly: The people or work environment you thought were so meaningful and valuable to your whole existence have proven themselves to be nothing but a farce. It’s like, you’re wondering how it was possible to rejoice in all of that false fanfare when the reality was always much gloomier. You didn’t see it before. Something died within you when your heart got broken by other’s disregard of your genuineness. Like sand castles washed by the ocean waters, your make-believe ended. And now, you must sail across the ocean to find a new place of being. Somewhere you can feel appreciated and wholeheartedly welcomed like you truly belong. Where’s my Soul Tribe?

what’s rebirthing outwardly: I’m seeing an analogy of you planting new seeds. Seeds for a new manifestation, a new Reality that suits you better. You may even have scattered these seeds unconsciously. You have an intuitive feeling that some buds are about to grow above ground now. You want to take care of these new buds. When they grow into flowers and trees, you finally know that this is exactly the Reality you’ve created through your own honest visions. You’re a magician, you can create anything you want. You can have it all. You just need to be honest with yourself. As long as you remain loyal to your spiritual visions, all the world’s wealth is yours for the taking.

🧘🏻‍♀️Virgo – 8 of Pentacles

what’s died inwardly: You’re so hardworking and meticulous, on top of that, you care about others. You tend to take the burden of doing something really well because you enjoy relishing in your masterpiece of a hard work. But in a group setting, you may experience being the greatest contributor or best performer who doesn’t even get that much credit for how meticulously and carefully you’ve presented your work. This reality often dampens your spirit (or even hurt your feelings) but you always have the ability to pat yourself on the back and uplift your spirit all on your own. However, this Scorpio season seems to have brought about a death to this spirit of wanting to serve only others but not yourself.

what’s rebirthing outwardly: Being a good person essentially is about being of service to the community. It’s actually a very noble thing to think. You’ve not done wrong at all. This Scorpio season only wants you to balance that, and right now, there’s an aenergetic support for you to carve out a Life of your own. Perhaps you have a secret passion project you’ve been thinking of nurturing to maturity? Perhaps you’re needing a month-long holiday just to be with yourself? Stuff like that that focuses on you and you and you for the time being. I sense this energy may continue to be with you until some time in spring. You’re in need of some real soulful inspiration for navigating a Life that is honest to yourself. Actually, for what reason were born into this world? What kind of spiritual contribution can you deliver the world that will also satisfy you on a spiritual level?

🐐Capricorn – XIII Death

what’s died inwardly: Capricorn is surely a strong sign; its energies are so abundant with strength. You’re more capable than any other sign of enduring the storms of Life. But when that endurance keeps you stuck in bullshit situations, well… Wisdom is an entirely different thing than strength, right? Capricorn energies like to hold on to something because there’s this feeling of being a conqueror when you’ve managed to handle a situation or come out victorious of a tough one. But if you blindly follow that pattern without giving way to reason and smart calculations, you’re only hurting yourself and sabotaging your chance for real personal growth. I’m sensing that before Scorpio season even began, the Universe had been nudging you to allow certain things to die in your Life.

what’s rebirthing outwardly: New ways of living are being prepared for you this season. In fact, everything will lead to a renewed sense of being. That you can slow down and not fuck up a single thing. That you can take breaks and plans still work out as they should. It’s all about balancing ambition with love for yourself. There’s no ways goals and ambitions are more important than the individual who dreams them. As much as your projects or studies deserve care and nurture, so the person who works on them deserves respect and compassion. I think you’re slowly learning to balance this on the mindset level, so changing it just like that is not a walk in the park. But you’re moving in that direction anyway. Be light of heart, buddy. Enjoy life like a cat LMAO They’re relaxed because they know they’re magick.

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Psycho Freedom for ⛲Air Signs – Gold Geographer (John Dee)

What would be the greatest happiness in your Life? Have you honestly thought to yourself the importance of personal happiness? It may sound selfish or self-centred, but if every individual in the world is satisfied and fulfilled, that in itself will lead to a peaceful society. As long as you’re not hurting people, as long as you’re clear enough that you ain’t a sociopath, it’s a good thing to focus on personal happiness. Release your mind from the imprisonment of modern slavery. Personal happiness is more important than your job or duties. Even the samurai had no honour; they actually went where the money was LOL

👯Gemini – Page of Cups

what’s died inwardly: You’re done being polite and entertaining other people’s offer of fun or good that’s actually below par. You’re done being mediocre and living amongst amateurs. You want to grow now. You want to be someone better, in all ways that are important to you on a deeply spiritual fashion. You want to broaden your horizon, to know what’s on the other side of the ocean. There’s still so much to learn and discover of this world, and you’ve been really excited about this idea of exploration. So pack up and catch the next ship that sails to a new world~ Have hope, pray for safety, and be expectant of wonderful new experiences! You are gathering stories!

what’s rebirthing outwardly: Some people will resonate with needing to leave behind people or places forever. Some of you will simply resonate with the travelling part but not the goodbye. I’m seeing the need for mature conversations with people you’re likely to leave behind temporarily. For example, if you’re still a student and need your parent’s approval on things. Basically, there’s a need to communicate ideas and hopes with honesty. Consider everybody’s feelings about the situation, but don’t let others override your expectant heart. Worrying about you is one thing, but being negative about every single thing and trying to stop you without clear reasons is just sabotage. Draw the line where you will take other people’s input but keep moving towards what you know to be right for you, if you’re guided by your Soul.

⚖️Libra – 7 of Pentacles

what’s died inwardly: You’re the zodiac’s politest and most civil one. You have this tendency of waiting for your turn politely so as not to cross another’s chance. Of course that’s a wonderful trait no matter how you look at it. But the real world is more like a war and this world ain’t ideal; too many people are hurtful and selfish and they aren’t afraid to step on your toe to get where they need to be. So you also must die to your own self-containment because too much of it is really stopping you from reaching the top of the pyramid… figuratively. No more waiting, especially waiting for other people’s approval, and no more pausing just so you don’t inconvenience other people. That’s all out the window now.

what’s rebirthing outwardly: Patience is key when dealing with people, but at the same time, you need to also draw a line. You can’t suppress all of your unpleasant emotions to keep the peace around you only for them to destroy you from the inside. What’s noble about that? People who can’t respect or love themselves will not get that from anyone else. So right now, I sense this Scorpio season is giving you a space for you to really think about this whole ‘power struggle’ between you and other people. Librans struggle with this absolutely weird concept of civility vs barbaric conducts… I dunno, man. It seems paralysing to think about. You need to meditate and think this through with complete honesty. What’s your role in society?

🏺Aquarius – 4 of Cups Rx

what’s died inwardly: Being under the dominant influence of Aquarius means you are often in your headspace. You are the oldest Air sign so intellect itself is a big part of your entire being. However, being too often and too much in your headspace can easily cause you a lethargy of sort. Really, it’s not that difficult to see why: your brain activities eat up to 20% of energy on a daily basis. When you’re Aquarius who thinks too much, that percentage is probably higher so you get tired more easily(?)LOL But on top of that, know that thoughts are often an enemy to our positive self-concept. Human beings are often victims of their own thought patterns. Dunno; the world is too negatively polarised, I guess. Bruce Lee said: ‘Think less, feel more~’ You’re being guided to enjoy your Life more on the basis of your emotions now than your logic.

what’s rebirthing outwardly: Think less, feel more. Try to breathe deeply every so often, and maybe even carve out a minute or two just for that. You may want to take up new hobbies that are usually outside your normal field of interest. You may want to change certain habits or build new habits altogether. Pro tip: it can take anywhere from 18 days to 25 days to solidify a new habit. The reason behind this extreme variation is the background of the individual who’s working to build these habits. You may be slower or faster than someone else when it comes to manifesting new habits. The modifiers are your experiences and your base psychology. So don’t get too worked up on pace. All in all, your reading sounds the most like advice because you’re currently needing a lot of clarity to figure out your path ahead. But Scorpio season is really allowing you more than anyone else a space/period to wind down and find your bearing in this misty new beginning.

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Psycho Freedom for 🐝Water Signs – Silver Astronomer (Galileo Galilei)

Love is an equal give-and-take. It will always be that way. As much as you give to the other person, as much you receive from them because they feel the same way, too. True Love is fulfilling as it is unselfish nor is it a martyr. Anything that isn’t this, isn’t Love. You are learning to distinguish the spectrum of Human emotions and recognise what is and isn’t of Love.

🦀Cancer – 10 of Wands

what’s died inwardly: Cancer likes drama, which is why it attracts drama. Emotionally draining drama. You’re sensitive but at the same time dead, so you like to go after the adrenaline rush of an emotionally charged situation because it’s the only thing that makes you feel alive. It’s hurting you tho, and it’s hurting everybody else. Some time ago you realised it’s exhausting to live like that, and now the Universe is supporting you in developing more of your intellectual side to perceive the world. Not to abandon all feelings obviously, but to balance your worldview. Being a Water sign, emotions are your strengths; but if you allow yourself to drown in them, you’re a hopeless case. You shouldn’t be a slave to your emotions.

what’s rebirthing outwardly: A renewed sense of empowerment is birthing. You know you have these hobbies that you genuinely enjoy on a spiritual level. It could be sports or a creative endeavour; anything really. You’re likely to shift your attention more to them and nurture your hobbies because they simply give you a breath of life. And that’s important. You’re going to quit being so afraid of strange consequences that might be the result of following your Heart. Have you ever heard anybody said they regret following their heart’s true passions? I really don’t think that’s even possible. Here is your new beginning, or a restart/refresh. Take advantage of Scorpio’s selfish energy and begin manifesting your dreams~!

🦂Scorpio – XV The Devil Rx (can I laugh?)

what’s died inwardly: Having a strong undercurrent of Scorpio usually gives you a lot of experiences dealing with the darkness of the world. You may have faced a lot of very dark situations or get entangled with dark people who do dark things in society. The biggest lesson is usually about whether or not you’re going to allow yourself to get absorbed into the dark dealings of society. This Scorpio season—your season—may have given you a lot of opportunities to reflect upon this of yourself. Have you made a clear statement about who you are, what you were born to do and what you want to focus on as a result of that deep reflection? As you do that you will feel liberated from the influences of every other person who doesn’t resonate with you on a much higher spiritual level.

what’s rebirthing outwardly: Though there are aenergetic forces that will make you ponder all of that, at the end of the day, as a free individual capable of reason, you will have to make a decision. You’re the one who has to go through the thinking process and deep reflections on the whole concept of you vs the world. Only when you understand your deepest desires and find the courage to stick by them to make them all happen, can the Universe give you the green light to smoothly pursue this path. This path that you have chosen with a clear conscience. Don’t be afraid; you’re not a bad person. You can have whatever you want!

🎏Pisces – Knight of Pentacles Rx

what’s died inwardly: Knight of Pentacles can speak of sacrifices. In your case, being Pisces, you’re actually super accommodating to other people. Maybe on an emotional landscape, or the way you’re always extending a helping hand or lending an ear to other’s concerns. In that way, you’re super self-sacrificing because you want to make other people feel good. Feel heard and seen. But sometimes, they don’t give you back what you’ve given them, even when you explicitly ask for advice or help. This has to stop now. The days of Pisces being a martyr are gone. We’re in a new paradigm of self-love. You give to yourself before you share with others.

what’s rebirthing outwardly: A typical possibility is that you’re going to shield yourself from the demands of others. I know a lot of people are currently going through the same selection process when it comes to keeping important people around and weeding parasites. Continue to do that because as you purify your energetic field, you’re making space for a lot of better things to occupy that vacant space. Work with magickal ways to manifest as Pisces really doesn’t need to use logic that much. Logic actually only hampers or slows down your manifestation. Keep the faith and keep going based on what your intuition tells you. No need to get stressed out by anything because you’re moving towards brighter days~

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My thoughts on the twelve kinds of Aries Suns ☀️🐏

Aries Sun/Aries Moon 💥 - all the qualities of Aries times two, applied to both the ego and the subconscious mind. Makes me think of a spark: hot, intense, gets everyone’s attention, but disappears in a second, off to another project, feeling, idea.

Aries Sun/Taurus Moon 🌹 - hit or miss, could be very challenging or offer a great balance. Both placements are exalted, the energy very well-expressed. Very strong-willed. The two parts may fight for dominance, but they may also work together, the Moon keeping the Sun’s impulsivity in check, the Sun helping the Moon break through its inertia. The kind of person who’s usually pretty chill, but once you cross them you’re really in for it.

Aries Sun/Gemini Moon 💋 - I feel like this is a pretty comfortable combination - the Gemini Moon needs novelty and the Aries Sun is very willing to try new things, they work well together. Although they can make the person rather scattered, good at starting, not so much at finishing.

Aries Sun/Cancer Moon ❤️‍🔥 - pretty volatile, this Moon comes with intense, ever-changing emotions, and the Aries Sun can make them somewhat more… explosive. Also, can have a tendency to focus solely on their own feelings and not pay much attention to others - with this combination perhaps more than with any of the others it’s really important for the Sun to learn to let go of the self-centred mindset.

Aries Sun/Leo Moon 💃🏼 - double fire, pretty comfortable, though depending on other placements may lack balance. Dramatic, the Moon needs a lot of attention and the Sun isn’t afraid to ask for it.

Aries Sun/Virgo Moon 🐞 - well this is certainly a difficult one - the energies are very different, the Sun wants to act without thinking, but the Moon won’t let it; very anxiety-prone. This person probably act impulsively every once in a while, and then promptly freaks out over not being perfectly in control. On the other hand, this meticulous moon may help the hot-headed Aries Sun finish what it starts.

Aries Sun/Libra Moon 🍓 - another difficult, inner-conflict-producing one - the Libra Moon wants to be kind and diplomatic and to put everyone else first, but Aries Sun stubbornly shines through, ruining that image, which can then cause distress or anxiety. Like with all opposition placements, the energies might be conflicting, but when integrated, work marvellously together. Here, with two cardinal signs, once this person finds the balance between the “always-put-myself-first” energy of Aries and the “always-put-others-first” Libra, they can make an amazing leader.

Aries Sun/Scorpio Moon 🍒 - Scorpio Moon is always a difficult placement, as it comes with extremely intense emotions coupled with an equally strong drive to internalise them. Here, the impulsive Aries Sun might have a tendency to express those feelings without consulting the Moon, leading to spirals of shame.

Aries Sun/Sagittarius Moon 🍉 - somehow both blunt and volatile and also surprisingly chill? While they can get worked up pretty easily, they also never dwell on the past, and don’t hold any grudges; a very “forgive and forget and move on” kind of mentality. Although this may become a problem when they expect others to just Get Over Things as easily as they do

Aries Sun/Capricorn Moon 🍷 - pretty similar to Aries/Scorpio; Capricorn moon is uncomfortable with emotional expression, coupled with an Aries Sun it brings a constant battle between self-expression and self-censorship.

Aries Sun/Aquarius Moon 🍄 - very different energies, yet I feel they could work quite well? The moon being in the sign of group consciousness and humanity will help the Sun be less self-centred. Also: Aquarius Moon comes with strong progressive ideals, and Aries Sun brings in a penchant for direct action - I feel like this combination could produce great activists.

Aries Sun/Pisces Moon 🎈 - similar to Taurus, hit-or-miss, the energies are different but could offer a great balance. Personally I really like the vibe of placements in neighbouring signs - they are very different, yes, but they do attract each other in a way, they have the potential to work well together. With this duo the Moon softens the Sun, and the Sun help the Moon focus. Although at their absolute worst this person can be very moody, Pisces Moons are like sponges, they absorb all the negativity around them, which, with an Aries Sun, can manifest in frustration and outbursts.

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Earth Angel In Wing & Sweater-Town (2024)

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Credit for Transformers goes to Hasbro

Credit for Steven Universe goes to Rebecca Sugar

Credit for Undertale goes to Toby Fox

Credit for Hazbin Hotel goes to VivziePop

Credit for Red Vs Blue Series goes to Burnie Burns & Rooster Teeth

Credit for Halo Game Series goes to Bungie

Credit for Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command goes to Disney

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in case some might not be able to read the words very well, I think clicking on the drawing to make it bigger might help...I'm saying this before I post this, in case it might not be big enough to read the words unless one clicks on it...

I also decided use the angelsona tag for this, because technically the Earth Angel in the drawing is suppose to be me, in both wing and sweater town.

I would of posted this on January 6, 2024….the day I drew it, but there was a bit of a problem with Tumblr it would appear…which the info about it says it was being worked on and trying to fix it.

I was feeling a bit in a sad mood some hours ago on January 6th, before I drew this drawing on the same day, but maybe I can talk about it another time.

and while I did check once more, a few minutes later…it appeared that Tumblr was back to normal again, but I decided to wait until January 7, 2024 to post this.

also there can be different reasons why some Humans and Humans who are Earth Angels, to fall under the 8th Sin…some of them being because of Other Humans and Eon-Boomer Angels/Fallen Angels. and even if I know I don't really have the power to, but if I had lost my second cat because they weren't taking to the vet on time or those who work at the vet messed up and I lost my fluffy baby because of it…

I would cause Omnigeddon…also my day was doing a little okay on January 6, 2024 and I had plan to play some video games as well, but then something had to put me in a not so great mood and so I had to go to bed to sleep it off…

well at least some other stuff that happen later after what put me in a poor mood, end up making me feel a little more better. and yeah, the one who is hiding in both wing & sweater town is suppose to be me…

ya can't really see me, only know that I'm hiding behind energy wings and a sweater because the drawing is suppose to match how I was feeling because of some some humans…

I think sleeping the 8th Sin off helped a bit, well that and some stuff that ended up making me feel better…at least I watched a few episodes of Ah My Goddess and some episodes of Sailor Moon before that thing that I saw that put me in a gloomy mood.

Alastor being able to use Earth Angel Magic, does seem like a interesting idea…the idea is that he uses the pendulum to find where I am, which is in wing & sweater town.

and I guess if I had to talk little bit of what made me feel unhappy and think as well feel like I'm under the 8th Sin during that time, it has to do with that bad mouthing about Alastor… hopefully things will work out….

and ya know, it be interesting if he could use a pendulum even in ways I may not be able to, even though it did freak me out at first when I was holding a pendulum for the first time and it started to move around like crazy…

the chance of Alastor also being RH Negative, is perhaps very VERY small…but I'm going to view him as being RH Negative in the Fanon… speaking of that, I am going to at least try to see if I can at long last, get to the whole checking my blood type again…and yeah I get your blood type is with you for the rest of your life.

but I guess it's freaky to have O RH D Negative Blood, and your own Mom has O RH Negative Blood, but where did the "D" part come from…?

and yeah I'm weird, one of my weird thoughts is that I don't want Jesus, Antichrist, and Archangel Samael to harm Mother than she was already…

and by "Mother" I mean the Omni-Mom, and by that I mean the Goddess. I can still believe in Jesus, but if he is a part of that mess along with Archangel Samael…

well I'm not going to agree with it, and he still needs to be saved from himself if some stuff I read that has to do with him turn out to be true.

also no one is gonna change my mind about believing in both God and Goddess, not even that Toxic-Religious jerk who should of just shut up when I pointed out how bad that they were making me feel. hopefully they aren't doing that to more people.

I'm going to hope other Earth Angels finally wake up to the truth, but it should be of their own free will. but in case not all Earth Angels wake up to the truth, I might as well go solo until more Earth Angels finally wake up to the truth.

even if things are a bit more better for most women and girls (even if it isn't at 100% and is likely around 99% or 98% or maybe around 95%)

but we still need to finally see that one of the problems…is that Omni-Mom was harmed as well as the Divine Feminine energy, and it took probably a super long time for her to get a bit more better.

I think when I can, I will do another drawing ship of Wasp x Lazuli (from Transformers Animated & Steven Universe), and another Mamtella drawing (Mammon x Stella's ship name), that ship name still seems like some kind of food ya eat.

even just talking/writing about that ship name Mamtella, it made me hungry…I can't help that their ship name reminds me of food. XD well me being my weird self is better than being gloomy and possibly going all 8th Sin at times…I could make a list as to what causes me to become under the influence of 8th Sin…

and once again the whole "Eveningstar" has to do with the weird thing with my Mom, and how she NEVER got Morning sickness with me, but instead got Evening sickness.

I rather be called a purple blood than a blue blood, cause at times blue blood can mean another thing…some might know very well if they had looked it up before.

so I'm glad that only some of my Ancestors were Royals and some weren't, I wouldn't be a purple blood if it weren't for both my royal and non-royal ancestors. :D

I'm a Weird Earth Angel Princess, even if I don't work 100% like Other Earth Angels and I know I'm a Defective Earth Angel.

anyway, I had to draw how I was feeling, like the feeling of wanting to go to both wing and sweater town and not come out of wing and sweater town for a while…or it could be called wing-sweater town…

and yes, I know that Flowey has pink eyes in this, it was on purpose. Sari is holding Andy from Red Vs Blue, and right next to her is Tucker's Son, who could have small bits of Human DNA even if he doesn't appear Human at all.

both Andy and Sari are right about Humans, some of them are Shisno but some of them aren't and don't act like a bunch of Shisno…

so in other words, for the Humans who don't act like a Shisno and aren't Shisno at all, it means there is still hope for Humans.

and hopefully some humans will try not to act like they are better than some who have a biracial or multiracial heritage, even if not all humans are like that…

but ya know it is still possible some are still out there, and are gonna insult some other humans and even humans who are earth angels who have a biracial or multiracial heritage.

and even if some humans don't mean to come off like it, like those who really mean it, they might not fully understand that they could insult and bring about not so great feelings to some.

I also think that even if I try to explain about it, it is likely my words will be misinterpreted…..

it wouldn't be the first time, though at least half of the time my words got misinterpreted, it wouldn't be as bad and I might be able to explain a bit better than how it first came out, so in other words some small misunderstandings are fine so long as they don't end up hurting someone's feelings in a very bad way.

but I know it is possible even if I try not to let some of my words get misinterpreted, it doesn't mean it wont still happen at times and the times that it does, there will be a chance my feelings will get hurt as well.

and yeah, it might be best that I don't get too into the whole why some are hating on Alastor, but I'm going to still hope that things work out the right way and he appears in many future episodes, well the future episodes he will appear in.

I know that in some shows, even some characters who are part of the main characters, will at times not appear in a episode but will in the next.

one of Alastor's powers is Radio Manipulation, and from the powerlisting fandom, there is a list of names that show what it is also called by…

like Radiofonokinesis, Radio Distortion, Radio Wave Manipulation/Control, Radio Frequency Manipulation/Control and just Radio Control.

even if I had that weird thing happen with one of the radios we have, which by the way I think it might only happen once in a while with me, so that might be a good thing.

and one of the other powers that Alastor has is being able to use tendrils, which is also listed in Darkness Manipulation, of course it says Applications and it has Darkness Solidification.

there is also something that says manipulate the properties of darkness/shadow.

and we could view in the episode Alastor first appears in, he was using both Radiofonokinesis and Umbrakinesis, which one of the other names of Darkness Manipulation would be Shadow Control/Manipulation, Erebokinesis, Dark Control/Manipulation, Sciakinesis and Achluokinesis and yeah also the Umbrakinesis.

and for all we know, the reason he could be so powerful is because in his human life, he was of the Nephilim Bloodline, even if not being a full Nephilim, but there are some Earth Angels who do come from the Nephilim Bloodline.

not like we can help that, we aren't our Nephilim Ancestors. and calling us (by me and others) who have RH Negative blood, and who have Nephilim Ancestors as just as evil and bad as them, is a foolish thing.

plus I can't help but wonder if Earth has been through a loop many times before, which has to do with what those Eon-Boomers and the harm it causes Omni-Mom.

like the whole "End of The World" may have happen many MANY like a lot of times before, and each time the Earth would go through a type of "rebirth" and go back to how it was before that mess happen. well hopefully that isn't true, well unless it happen in another timeline and we live in a new alternate branch of it…

I like this drawing, it might of help a bit more to get some feelings out, and yeah as weird as it might be, in the drawing, Alastor is using the pendulum to track and find a Earth Angel, which in Fanon (and Noncanon) could be seen as one of his abilities.

and even if it isn't a official title, I'm still gonna call myself The Embodiment of Weirdness. XD

well me being weird and silly is better than when I feel unhappy.

and I'm glad I feel better from how I felt yesterday, it sucked feeling like that...which I think when you have days when you feel a bit melancholy, that could be the 8th Sin for all we know...

and the best thing I think I can do when I get like that, is if maybe try to either sleep it off or maybe do some other stuff, like watching a movie or a show I like, or reading.

plus maybe gems can help with the feelings of melancholy, like you could feel that way at times but certain gems help heal it.

of course not everyone has to be open about the healing properties of gems. and I'm still keeping my gem bracelets on for the multi-purpose I use them for and only take them off when I truly need to.

I think the 8th Sin who is like the Embodiment of Melancholy, and the 8th Ring, would likely be Fanon and Not Canon in Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss.

so the 8th Ring and Embodiment Of Melancholy would be in like a Fanon AU version of the two shows.

Embodiment Of Melancholy, probably needs a nice and fluffy blanket around them, some comfort food, a nice movie to watch and if they want and give permission for it, a nice comforting hug.

even if I don't like to be touched sometimes, I don't mind getting a hug if that is truly what I want.

sometimes surprise hugs where I'm hug from behind, would likely startle me and I might not like it very much...even if some might not truly get why I might not like it but maybe some might get it if they feel the same about certain surprise hugs.

I think it was around last year/2023 or maybe it was 2022, that had one of my family members startle me when they hug me from behind...

anyway my angelsona in this drawing, mentioning about being under the 8th Sin's influence, just seem to fit because well I was feeling not great before but I think sleeping off and waking up to some stuff that made me a bit happy, may have helped.

anyway I hope some like this drawing, and understand why I put my angelsona self in wing-sweater town, because it was to express how I was feeling.

and yeah even if it isn't canon to Alastor's powers, I like the idea about him using Earth Angel Magic in the Fanon.

Viva La Weirdness, The Embodiment Of Weirdness Era! XD

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full fic masterlist 2

most of these are over 1000 words, stand on their own, and are posted to ao3. any major warnings will be stated. apparently tumblr only allows 100 links per post, so here’s the second list. i imagine there will be more.

cleanse me with fire ‘cause I am the prodigal daughter ch 1 ch 2 [ao3]

an apple somewhere (in somebody’s eyes) [ao3]

your touch was a dream (your absence a nightmare) [ao3]

why does my heart cry (feelings i can’t fight) ch1 ch 2 [ao3]

how long will I need you? (as long as the seasons need to follow their plan) [ao3]

but you're tracin' every line of my tattoos (wastin' all our time in your bedroom) [ao3]

i found myself a cheerleader (always right there when i need ya) [ao3]

call up all our friends (go hard this weekend) [ao3]

does anyone know where the love of god goes (when the waves turn the minutes to hours) [ao3]

so wake me up when it’s all over (when i’m wiser and i’m older) [ao3]

i’d sell my own bones for sapphire stones (’cause blue is your favourite colour) [ao3]

the more that i push him away (the more that he’s stuck in my brain) [ao3]

sit with me (in the silence) [ao3]

you give me cause for love that i can’t hide (for you i know i’d even try to turn the tide) [ao3]

candy crush [ao3]

starboy [ao3]

though i may speak (some tongue of old) [ao3]

little shoes, little socks (please, kill me, i’m serious) [ao3]

i sit by myself (talking to the moon) [ao3]

that’s my best friend (if you need a freak) [ao3]

don’t you worry about the distance (i’m right there if you get lonely) [ao3]

cat and mouse for a month (or two or three) [ao3]

that’s what you get (for waking up in vegas) [ao3]

did i mention (that i’m in love with you) [ao3]

he’s told us not to blow it (’cause he knows it’s all worthwhile) [ao3]

romeo, romeo (wherefore art thou romeo) [ao3]

i know it’s pretty stupid (but i’m much too shy to tell him) [ao3]

i’m gonna buy you flowers (and hold your hands) [ao3]

when the working day is done (girls just wanna have fun) [ao3]

you break down my walls (with the strength of your love) [ao3]

you with the dark curls (you with the watercolour eyes) [ao3]

you’re from a whole ‘nother world (a different dimension) ch 1 ch 2 [ao3]

now will it matter (after i’m gone) ch 1 ch 2 [ao3]

pullin’ pigtails [ao3]

if the sky comes falling down (for you) there’s nothing in this world i wouldn’t do [ao3]

good luck charms [ao3]

taste test [ao3]

and if i may just take your breath away (i don’t mind if there’s not much to say) [ao3]

as the world (as my world) caves in [ao3]

you got my heart (you got my mind) ch 1 ch 2 [ao3]

it started with a whisper (and that was when i kissed ya) [ao3]

he was a skater boy (he said see you later boy) [ao3]

what’s the worst that i can say? (things are better if i stay) [ao3]

they’ve got the bad boy (on the run) [ao3]

ain’t no river wide enough (to keep me from getting to you, babe) ch 1 ch 2 [ao3]

we’ll play nintendo (thought i always lose) [ao3]

when does a ripple become a tidal wave (when does the reason become the blame) [ao3]

so, darling (save the last dance for me) [ao3]

shots of patron (and it’s on) [ao3]

you’re the most presumin’ dog (that a human could know) ch 2 [ao3]

brought you to tears again (we are the very hurt you sold) [ao3]

summer dreams, ripped at the seams (but oh, those summer nights) [ao3]

let the stars keep you here (many decapheobes more) [ao3]

i’ve said too much (you promise i can’t ever say enough) [ao3]

how shall i win back your heart (which was mine) [ao3]

no one knows (how hard i tried) [ao3]

however big, however small (let me be part of it all) [ao3]

i know it’s only human nature (to survive) [ao3]

if we can count on you (scoubidou) [ao3]

but someday i’ll be perfect (and i’ll make up for it all) [ao3]

how can i help it (if i think you’re funny when you’re mad) [ao3]

at the same time i wanna hug you (i wanna wrap my hands around your neck) [ao3]

don’t leave me like this (i thought i had you figured out) [ao3]

made my decision (to test your limits) [ao3]

to ten million fireflies (i’m weird cause i hate goodbyes) [ao3]

and i��ll be lmho with the rest (’cause idk what’s coming next) [ao3]

maybe when i’m older it’ll all calm down (but it’s killin’ me now) [ao3]

i want your drama (the touch of your hand) [ao3]

by your side (i’ll be with you) [ao3]

so go on let the rain pour (i’ll be all you need and more) [ao3]

and the words are stuck in my throat (but you hear them anyway) [ao3]

i wanna dig in your heart (take away your hurting) [ao3]

and you know that i know (that i can’t live without you) [ao3]

hands gripping my collar (fingers twisted in my hair) [ao3]

tonight all the monsters gonna dance (we’re comin’ to get you) [ao3]

hey soul sister (i don’t want to miss ya) [ao3]

if you promise not to cry (i’ll tell you just what i would say) [ao3]

seeking faith and speaking words (i’d never thought i’d say) [ao3]

i should be playing in the winter snow (but i’ma be under the mistetoe) [ao3]

my ballerina (sway me side to side) [ao3]

if i say jump, you just say "how high?" i think you might love me to death pt 2 pt 3 [ao3]

you and me (and the kid makes three) [ao3]

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starlight-vixen-emiko · 11 months

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Lukanette MerMay 2023 - Moon

Chapter index: Waves - Encounter - Curious - Sun - Moon - Next chapter coming soon. ;)

Thanks for reading!

~~~~~

A few nights later, Marinette found it hard to sleep.

She rolled around in her giant clamshell bed multiple times but couldn't find comfort. Even if she didn't like the ocean calling her at this time of night, she followed her instincts and quietly swam out of her bedroom.

Merpeople weren't very nocturnal, but there were plenty of nights where Marinette swam around at night without anyone else knowing. She remembered when Tikki and Sass taught her about the stars and the moon, and she was heartbroken that she couldn't reach such beautiful things.

Marinette swam to one of her favorite places that looked so beautiful, lit up by the moonlight. She made sure not to wake her sea critter friends as she quietly found solitude.

"Miss Marinette!" Cried a familiar voice.

Marinette yelped quietly as she worried that a particularly wise but frustrating sea snake seemed to have been waiting for her this entire time. She turned and gave him a slight glare. "Sass! What are you doing here?"

The wise sea snake chuckled softly as he intently looked at the young, very annoyed mermaid princess. "I wanted to check up on the young princess."

Marinette was about ready to leave.

"And I wanted to ask about that human boy you have been seeing."

Marinette winced but then sternly crossed her arms. "I want him to be left alone; he is a kind-hearted human who doesn't deserve to be caught up in merpeople affairs."

Sass swam closer to Marinette and didn't allow her to leave. "But what Miss Tikki told me about this human boy is fascinating. I just know your destinies are intertwined."

Marinette felt her heart skip a beat at that thought, but she knew things would get super complicated if they let things go any further.

"But I didn't swim here to tease you, young princess," Sass slivered. "I wanted to show you something."

Sass swam up to get closer to the moonlight, but Marinette hesitated.

"Come now, young princess."

Marinette sighed and swam up with him. And when the mermaid and the magical sea snake surfaced, Marinette felt relieved to breathe in the surface world again. Even if she felt she should turn away and forget everything because she feared the consequences.

"Come closer, young princess," Sass said.

Marinette swam closer and noted how beautiful the water's surface looked on a clear night.

"Here!" Sass said.

Marinette looked below and saw that the moon's reflection was between her and Sass. She remembered being told before that the ocean and the moon had been lovers since the beginning of time and that the moon caused the waves of the sea to shift.

"It's a full moon tonight," Sass said. "And this is the perfect night…"

The perfect night for what? Marinette thought.

Sass turned toward the shore as Marinette ran her finger through the moon's reflection.

"By any chance, is that the human who meets up with you?" Sass said.

Marinette gasped as she saw Luka sitting on the beach, only wearing swim trunks and looking like he had been swimming in the ocean for hours. She was stunned that a human like himself was willing to swim on a cool night for hours. Marinette may have been a human once, but she understood that humans could freeze to death in the water.

Still, she was pleased to see him, but she also wondered how he could be so hopeless? How he would want to meet her again when everything could get complicated.

"Well, I must greet your human friend!" Sass said nonchalantly. He slivered over as if Luka wouldn't freak out from a sea snake swimming to the shore.

"Wait! Master Sass, don't!" Marinette cried as she swam after him.

But the usually mature sea snake swam ahead like he was trying to beat the mermaid princess to a race.

Luka was busy daydreaming in the quiet night. Still, he lifted his chin from his knees as he saw a large sea foam green sea snake surfacing from the shore, giving him a creepy but friendly look.

"Good evening, young human boy."

Luka nearly choked on his saliva at the sight of a big sea snake with cartoony eyes and a deep voice greeting him at night. This was giving him a terrible case of deja vu.

But still, after everything he had been through, he got on his knees and crawled toward the sea snake, and he felt the creature was at least friendly.

"Yes, there is something about you," Sass said as he looked at the boy.

Luka blinked. "Do you know Marinette as well?"

"Luka!!!"

Luka's heart nearly skipped a beat when he saw Marinette race to shore. Sass couldn't help but look at both of them intently.

"Luka, please don't be afraid! Sass is the wise mythical sea snake of my kingdom! He just wanted to meet you!"

Marinette felt ashamed that all this merpeople world stuff would be too weird for Luka to handle. Still, she was caught off guard by Luka laughing adorably with his hand in front of his lips.

"Actually, this is all really cool," Luka said with a smile.

Marinette's eyes glittered when she looked up at the handsome human prince.

"I wish I could see your world as well, Marinette."

Marinette blushed and couldn't bring herself to speak. Sass observed the two kids from a distance as he felt their connection.

"Yes, it is all coming together," Sass said.

Sass started to glow blue as he collected the energy from the full moon. And as Marinette and Luka enjoyed being reunited, Marinette was caught off guard by a blue light surrounding Luka. She couldn't believe her eyes and didn't ask for Luka to be dragged into this!

Luka tried to break free, but against his will, his two legs turned into a green merman tail. When the light released him, Luka let out a loud gasp as he fell onto the sand.

"Luka!!!" Marinette cried as she pulled herself closer to him and helped him up. But before Luka could thank Marinette for being so kind, he couldn't help but notice that his legs were replaced by a tail with beautiful shiny scales.

"Marinette….I turned into a merman!!!"

This was both exciting and scary at the same time for both of them! But Marinette knew this wasn't the time to panic.

"Here, let me get you into the water," Marinette said.

Both of them had to drag each other into the water without legs. Marinette gave one last determined pull and fell into the water with Luka on top of her. The two of them flailed in the water for a moment due to Luka getting used to breathing underwater for the first time. But Marinette laced her hands with his and helped him get used to the feeling. Warm bubbles surrounded them, and as Luka breathed deeply underwater, it took him a moment to realize that his lips were close to Marinette's. They both pulled away blushing, and Marinette wrapped her arms around herself.

When Marinette looked at him again, she saw Luka looking down at his hands and feeling his new merman tail and blowing so many bubbles from the wonder of being able to breathe in the deep sea.

"You look amazing Luka," Marinette said boldly. But it was true; he was far more handsome than all the merboys her father set her up with.

"This is amazing!" He exclaimed as he swam away to test his new tail, but he was still flailing a bit.

Marinette giggled as she laid on her back and swam to Luka with ease giving him a cheeky grin.

"Let me help you Luka."

Marinette took his hand as she took the lead, and Luka swam with her as quickly as he could. He started to get used to swimming with a big tail, and he couldn't get enough of the underwater world on the calm dark night. Everything was so peaceful, and Luka truly understood the ocean and moon's ancient love ballad. The moon's rays are what genuinely make the sea beautiful.

They were swimming long distances, but Luka didn't mind. The new merboy could stay here forever and feel perfectly at peace in the water. He was so busy dreaming that Marinette had to gesture at him a few times when they finally got to their destination. Marinette hid behind some rocks, and Luka joined her. She pointed at the magnificent-looking underwater kingdom lit by soft lights.

"That's my kingdom," Marinette said.

Luka left Marinette's side and found himself swimming towards the undersea kingdom. "It looks amazing!"

Marinette rushed to Luka's side and took his hand. "Merpeople don't really swim at night; you wouldn't want to wake the whole kingdom up. They might find out that you're actually a human."

Luka should've felt happy that Marinette was looking out for him and correcting his ignorance of the undersea world. Still, he felt in his heart that he wanted to check the place out.

He thought of a scenario where he was a merman during the day and waved hello to every merperson in Marinette's kingdom. Becoming part of the kingdom as well! He even thought of something truly outrageous.

"Hello everyone in this beautiful kingdom! I am Luka! The new prince of the ocean! Because I am Princess Marinette's Prince Concert. The most beautiful mermaid princess in all the seas!"

And then all the merpeople cheer, and Marinette wraps her arm around his.

Luka shook his head when he realized he was dreaming too much. Marinette was absolutely clueless about his thoughts, but she laughed it off and took his arm.

"Here, let me show you everything else," Marinette said.

Luka's heart was so happy, yes he pleaded as the two of them swam together to explore this unknown world to him. She could show him everything!

~~~~~

Luka's hand eventually slipped from Marinette's because he wanted to swim on his own. Marinette thought it was like when her parents taught her to swim as a little guppy mermaid. The human boy turned-merman was so amazed by the glowing coral reefs, and Marinette had to tell him not to disturb them. She knew every part of the underwater world had a life and was willing to tell Luka about every aspect. But she gave a devious smile when they stopped by some undersea vegetation.

"I know you probably aren't hungry, but I felt I should show you what we merpeople eat," Marinette gestured to the various kelp plants swaying back and forth.

Luka went wide-eyed as a new scent filled his nose, and Marinette caught on quickly. She broke off a piece of the kelp and took a bite before moaning in delight. "It's really tasty; you should try a piece." Marinette broke another piece and handed it to Luka.

She questioned if this would be too gross for the budding merman, but Luka eagerly took the piece of kelp and shoved it in his mouth as if he hadn't eaten in days. He chewed so gleefully and then grabbed another piece of yellow kelp and a piece of green kelp and got ready to taste it as well.

"Wow! You really like that!" Marinette said in relief.

But then Marinette nearly had a heart attack and grabbed Luka's arm as he grabbed pieces of kelp too quickly.

"Wait! Not that one! That one isn't good for eating!" Marinette cried as she grabbed a bad kelp from him and flung it away using her tail.

Luka winced and turned around while placing his hand on the back of his head. Still, Marinette smiled warmly and placed her hands on his bare shoulders, causing his heart to skip a beat momentarily.

"It's ok, you're learning," she said gently.

Then Marinette caught Luka off guard by grabbing him by his shoulders and helping him swim upward. When Luka turned and saw Marinette's determined look illuminated by the moonlight, he became speechless.

"I need to show you something else," Marinette said.

Luka blinked his eyes, and Marinette turned him around and grinned at him.

"I think you may like it," she whispered.

~~~~~

Marinette took Luka to a tranquil area with lots of rocks. It seemed like a fun place for merpeople to spend time together, but Luka could swear he heard tiny voices.

"It's Princess Marinette!"

"Oh! She's wide awake!"

Marinette grinned as she looked around. Luka was still confused until he saw little fish and other critters swimming outside their sleeping areas.

"If Marinette is awake, then I am awake too!"

"Princess! Please play your music for us!"

Marinette giggled and swam ahead. Luka would've swam after her, but he was amazed to see multiple fish species and other adorable little creatures swimming up to him and greeting him. They told him they had never seen him before and asked about his relationship with Marinette.

Luka politely greeted the kind sea creatures and vaguely spoke about enjoying the undersea world. Still, he was flustered and couldn't answer clearly about his relationship with Princess Marinette.

"But did you come to listen to Marinette play music as well?" A little fish asked him in a childish voice.

"Huh? Marinette could play music?"

The sea critters guided Luka along, and he didn't argue. The creatures looked like they could barely contain their excitement. Then Luka saw Marinette smiling at a distance beside a beautiful regal harp.

Luka gasped and swam up to her.

"I thought you may recognize this human instrument," Marinette said. "Someone dropped it into the ocean, and I have been close to it ever since."

Luka wondered who could drop such a beautiful harp into the ocean anyway.

"It's a harp!" Luka cried.

Marinette gently stroked the instrument with her fingers. "So that's what this human instrument is called."

"Yeah," Luka mused as he smiled at her. "It's kind of like my guitar…."

Marinette breathed in and closed her eyes as she gently ran her fingers through the strings. Luka couldn't help getting lost in Marinette's melody and ended up floating up to the rays of moonlight and spinning around slowly. All the fish and critters gathered around to enjoy Marinette's music. When Marinette opened her eyes, she felt her heart skip a beat as she played her song and watched how happy Luka looked as a merman.

She played her music more passionately and saw as all her undersea friends hit it off with Luka quickly as they all swam in circles around together the way creatures of the deep do. But eventually, Luka swam back to Marinette and her harp. Marinette tilted her head in confusion.

"Can I play your harp with you?" Luka asked.

Marinette gasped. "Please do!"

She never played the harp with anyone else before. The other merpeople wouldn't dream of playing with a human instrument. But when Luka ran his fingers through the harp playing pleasant sounds, Marinette's heart beat faster. She matched his song with hers as they closed their eyes and played music for all the undersea creatures to adore. All the fish and sea creatures watched the two mermaid teenagers play a song that could captivate all the ocean kingdoms. But Luka and Marinette were so busy playing music together that they didn't notice the sun rising at the surface.

Luka stopped playing abruptly, which startled Marinette, but he felt a strange feeling inside himself. Before Marinette could ask, Luka started to glow again. He tried to resist, but his tail transformed back into his human legs, and he was suddenly flailing in front of everyone as he lost his ability to breathe underwater.

"Oh no! Luka!"

Marinette quickly grabbed hold of him and swam him up to the surface. Just when Luka thought he would pass out, they reached the surface, and he spat out seawater before coughing and taking in the fresh air.

"Thank goodness!" Marinette cried. When Luka was done coughing, Marinette held Luka close, and Luka hugged her in return.

"Thank you for saving me, Marinette," Luka cried hoarsely.

Marinette frowned as she gently stroked his back. "I need to take you home," she said softly.

The two slowly swam to the shore as the sun rose above them. But Luka didn't feel relieved when he finally walked on the sand by the coast again.

Marinette was ready to say goodbye but couldn't bring herself to turn around and swim away. And Luka turned around and kept his feet in the water where she was.

The two of them had difficulty finding the right words until Luka finally said something.

"I can't just walk away after that."

Marinette nodded at him.

"I haven't been the same since I became a human."

Marinette quickly took his hands in hers.

"I want you to stay with me, Luka."

Luka felt his aqua-blue eyes burn as he held her hands tenderly in return.

"I want you to stay with me too, Marinette."

Marinette felt she was going to explode from these new emotions she was experiencing. She didn't know how to express them until Luka knelt down and kissed her.

Marinette had never been kissed before, especially not by a human boy. But it was the sweetest thing as she wrapped her arms around his neck to bring him closer. The sweet kiss between a beautiful mermaid princess and a handsome human boy.

Their kiss broke when they needed to breathe, but they couldn't bring themselves to let go of each other yet. This time Marinette initiated a soft kiss, and then they finally found the courage to let each other go because the sun was bright above them, and who knows who could spot them.

Marinette managed to give Luka a hopeful smile, and Luka smiled in return. Both of them enjoyed their first kiss ever.

"We will see each other again," Marinette assured him.

Luka gave her a cute wink that caused Marinette to giggle.

"You can count on that Princess," Luka said.

Marinette energetically swam back into the deep end of the ocean but waved at him happily before diving back into the deep. Luka waved as well before placing his hand on his beating heart. When Marinette returned to the ocean, her sea critter friends swam around her and noticed that happy grin on her face as they asked her about Luka.

They couldn't forget that they knew Luka was a human boy. Still, they also knew that Marinette and Luka had something special and shouldn't be spoken about to the merpeople.

Marinette and Luka were apart from each other again. Still, they couldn't help but smile thinking about their life-changing experiences. How they got to explore new worlds that fascinated them.

But what Marinette and Luka didn't know was that a few teenage merpeople who are friends of Marinette watched in surprise at the sight of Marinette kissing a human boy.

~~~~~

"Omigosh! No wonder Marinette hasn't spent much time with us!" A teenage mermaid cried.

The other merkids winced at the revelation.

"What if Marinette is in danger?" A merboy cried.

The other female mergirl pondered what they saw.

"But Marinette and that human boy looked like they were in love. It's so fascinating!"

The other two merteenagers looked at the girl like she was nuts, but the mergirl yelped when she saw a few guards behind them.

All of Marinette's friends regretted talking about it within earshot. The royal guards were right at their tails.

"I think you children should tell the king about what the princess has been doing," one of the guards said.

All three merteenagers were internally screaming and wishing they could swim away but denying the king was practically treason. King Tom was a caring king to all the merfolk. Still, he was also serious about keeping everyone safe, even if it meant desperate measures.

The three teenagers obediently followed the guards, and everything was deathly quiet when they were in the royal throne room.

"Relax children; the king only wants what's best."

The three children couldn't hear that enough. Maybe Marinette was right to want space and freedom.

Soon the king swam into the room and sat on his throne. The royal heirloom emanated powerful magic even if he wasn't touching his triton.

Even if the guard tried to assure the teenagers, the king gave a displeased look that was undeniable.

"Children, the guards told me you were talking about Marinette," the king said calmly but firmly.

All three teenagers felt chills go down their bodies as if the king could see right through them.

"Where has my daughter been?"

The three friends wanted to respect their dear princess' privacy, but at the same time, they didn't want to become enemies of the throne. Two of the merteens swore to themselves to silence because they shouldn't be cornered to tell the truth but the mergirl who was the most squeamish panicked.

"We saw Marinette with a human boy!"

Her two friends looked at her in horror over revealing Marinette's secret so quickly. The guards behind them did not hesitate to gasp horribly, commenting on their beloved princess being with a human.

"A human!" King Tom's voice sounded so distressed that the throne room nearly rattled. Marinette's friend who slipped up felt sick inside for disturbing the peace.

Suddenly a magical bubble appeared in front of the king that showed Marinette up on shore happily kissing a human boy with blue hair and blue eyes. The king was amazed to see his daughter in such a forbidden relationship.

King Tom grabbed his triton and aimed it at the human boy in the magical bubble who gave his daughter such a loving look.

"We need to capture this human boy."

#lukanette #pro lukamari #my writing #my fanfiction

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auryborealis · 2 years

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....I really don't know how to draw Ted Raimi ;-;

Behold, another product of my simpness. This time an OC for The Quarry. Her name is Evan, and she's actually the younger sister of my RE8 OC, Faye. She's a private investigator who is struggling to cope with the recent passing of her mother and the disappearance of her sister, who went missing in 2014. She takes on a missing person case which leads her to Northkill, where she quickly finds out about a coverup, causing a feud between her and local sheriff Travis Hackett. Simply put: he locks her up, she kicks his ass and escapes, he saves her from a werewolf encounter, she nurses him back to health, insert steady build of trust and understanding which then develops into affection (and a carnal need to release their frustration and stress together).

Nicknames: Evans, Evie (used by Faye)

Pronouns: She/Her/They/Their

Birthday: July 8, 1991

Height: 5'4"

Voice Claim: Allegra Clarke (Shamir from Fire Emblem: Three Houses) but also sounding like Tara Strong's Raven from Teen Titans

Character inspirations include: Madeleine Nguyen (Gourmet Hound), Melinda May (Agents of SHIELD), Nathalie (Uriah), Levi Ackerman (Attack on Titan), Kang Sae-byeok (Squid Game), Elektra Ovirowa (Cowboy Bebop), Helena Harper (Resident Evil 6), Aya Brea (Parasite Eve), and Juli Kidman (The Evil Within)

My exact thought process when coming up with her name: "Lol Ebony. Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way. Ok no, let's just shorten that to Evan... Evan Lee, Ebony lolololol." (I did not know that the actor who plays Nick is named Evan during this time)

I forgot to add to that interrogation comic that she also carries a combat knife.

She wears a silver sun necklace while Faye wears a golden moon necklace. They each serve as a symbol of the other. Her necklace did serve as a protection against the werewolves but during a certain encounter, she loses her necklace, resulting in her getting bitten. She later recovers and gives the necklace to Travis for safekeeping (and for his protection).

The scars on her face aren't a result of an attack but a childhood injury. Her werewolf form can be identified by these scars and they still somehow remain when she returns to human form.

She had an unspecified illness which would sometimes flare up, to the point where she would need to be put to bedrest or even hospitalized. Faye had disappeared while taking on a job that would pay off her medical bills, hence why Evan blames herself for her going missing. After getting bitten, she was cured from the illness. She would not reunite with Faye until 2022.

She scares Bobby, with or without her werewolf form.

Among the counselors, she’d probably get along with Ryan the most.

What would be the shipname for this resting bitch face couple? Traven?? (Evis sounds like Elvis and Hacklee sounds like a coughing fit)

She and Travis probably won't have kids. But they would definitely spoil their nephew and nibling, Damien and Adrian Heisenberg.

[THE QUARRY SPOILERS]

I imagine certain events of The Quarry going differently if Evan was involved, particularly the Laura and Max scenes. For one, she’d make up for Travis’ lack of social skills and not keep them locked up for two whole freaking months, even fiercely arguing with Travis about it. During the final couple chapters, after Ryan shoots Chris which therefore cures Laura and Max, I imagine Evan taking on Laura’s role. She lets her go off to reunite with Max (because I don’t like the conditions for this to happen in-game ;_;)

#the quarry #the quarry oc #travis hackett #travis hackett x oc #oc x canon #oc: evan #oc: faye #art tag

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gsstories · 10 months

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Scars and Scales... and Feathers?!

(This a lil AU thing I have have had for a while. May make more, idk. Character used as the kelpie reader is my friend @ikari-shinsei‘s OC. Original story is Scars and Scales by @intistone, recommend you reading it will make you cry and the fluff will kill you and just, wholesome and traumatized kids, so yeah. Anyway, enjoy this lil shit of mine :))

'I am here, I am queer- what is happening here?'

Those were the first words Cameron, the kelpie who had pale skin, fluffy hair, brown eyes and a few freckles, heard when he woke up in the morning. He ran out of his room only to see his girlfriend Alanis looking at both siren kids, who are terrified as Hell might I say, of the new person, Moon growling and hissing while Sundrop is trying to hide himself. Meanwhile Alanis seemed to be having a crisis on her own, although silently. She was just... staring at the sirens.

She finally turns to Cameron and gives him a look of ‘What is this??’ and Cameron chuckles nervously.

“I can explain...” Cameron replied.

“Ya better cause I didn’t expect to come home to see two siren kids in a pillow fort. Cute but surprising.” Alanis said. “When-When did you find them?”

“Right when you left for your deliveries.” Cameron mumbled softly.

“Right after I left? Why does the interesting stuff always happens when I ain’t home?! Dang it.” Alanis huffed as she crossed her arms.

Despite being a grown woman, Alanis sometimes acted childish. Some find it weird, others endearing. Well, at least she wasn’t freaking out about the kids. Although knowing what she is, she doesn’t freak out over what is home but over the why and how.

“So, what are this kiddos’ names?” Alanis asked as she crouched to take a better look at the kids, wincing a bit when she sees their scars. “And where did you find them?”

“They didn’t really have names so I call them Sun and Moon.” Cameron said.

“Hmm, fitting.” Alanis said as she tilted her head at the kids, who tilted their heads like she did.

“I, uhh, well, technically Smokey, found them in a crate.” Cameron started explaining.

“A crate?” Alanis repeated, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, a wooden crate. They were inside and chained up with chains, cuffs and stuff.” Cameron said.

“I... see.” Alanis said while gritting her teeth, her eyes flashing white for a moment at the thoughts of the kids chained up and hurt.

The woman closed her eyes and hit her head softly before opening them again, eyes back to normal. She turned to Cameron.

“Has it been hard taking care of these two?” Alanis asked.

“A bit. They don’t really trust me but they are doing okay, I think. They have been eating at least but still gotta check on those wounds they have.” Cameron said before wincing.

“What?” Alanis asked, confused.

“I should have mentioned Moon is a biter.” Cameron said as he pointed at Alanis’ arm.

Alanis turned and saw Moon gnawing at her arm, and Alanis hadn’t really felt a thing until Cameron pointed it out. It didn’t really hurt honestly.

“Haha, ow. Okay then.” Alanis just chuckled at Moon’s actions. “Ya know, I met sirens like you kiddos, many times.”

Moon stopped gnawing at her arm and looked at her curiously. Sun did as well from the safety of their blanket fort, and so Alanis started telling some stories to them. Kids love stories anyways.

“Yeah, it feels just like yesterday when I met em! Real big, terrifying creatures, destroying the ships of those who entered their waters! It was only really to humans though, with other creatures they were real nice. I befriended some, years ago. I wonder how they are doing...” Alanis kept talking to the kids, she just loved talking.

Cameron just smiled at the sight, glad Alanis had taken everything well. Now it’s just to tell her why his arm is bandaged up. Hoo boy.

(Hope you enjoyed this lil story thing! I shall probably add more about Alanis and Cameron and their shenanigans with the kiddos! For now, good day/night/evening!)

#scars and scales #kelpie au #intistone #siren moondrop #siren sundrop #OC #hell AU #exorcist angel

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therulerofallpotatos · 1 year

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I've been curious about something in regards to the werewolves in Wednesday. They shift on the full moon and Nevermore has cages for them. On the blood moon, were they in the cages like sitting ducks or did Bianca and co let them out? Were they planning to guard them with the evacuated student body? How much control do werewolves have while shifted? What's their deal exactly? Would releasing them for one moon lead to inevitable casualties or just lead to some dead deer at the end of the night? Are the cages more for convenience than need? Enid was violent when she shifted but no more than you'd expect from her outside wolf mode in that situation. She showed no anger or violence towards anyone but Tyler and she didnt even stay shifted the entire moon. No werewolf shows any thoughts or feelings about the common struggle of control during full moons within werewolf lore but the cages heavily imply it is an issue. But it's not enough of an issue that Enid is in any way relieved to be a late bloomer. And there's social stuff that goes into that. A lot of the usual internal struggle with being a werewolf is being the monster or freak in a community. You're a wolf amongst humans and the humans are afraid and hateful towards your species. May even treat it like a disease depending on the story's prinary allegory and the central fears of the culture at the time. Enid was a wolf raised among wolves and this is her species. It's what she's been her entire life and she knows it. She doesn't have that self-loathing raised into her. At the end of the blood moon, nobody even hinted at werewolf students causing harm when the timing would've likely led to all of Nevermore's wolves roaming free while shifted. There was no corraling or headcounts or concern. Now it could have been offscreen but we only ever even heard one wolf howl and that was Enid. AND ALSO it was a fucking blood moon. It effected Enid enough to trigger her first shift. It had to have had an effect on the others as well.

#wednesday netflix #enid sinclair #i have questions #what are the werewolf rules

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wolf-sxyeon · 8 months

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𝕁𝕖𝕠𝕟 𝕊𝕠𝕪𝕖𝕠𝕟

This character uses certain inspirations from 'Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde'. All other aspects of her lore was created by me.

❝ You shouldn't be afraid of the dark. You should be afraid of what hides within it. ❞

❝ Shadow ❞

[1998.08.26] Gaepo-dong, Seoul, South Korea

Personality: Gentle, quiet, shy while her wolf is ferocious, sarcastic and protective. Soyeon tries her best to keep away from any forms of conflict or situations where she needs to defend herself. Soyeon is usually keeps to herself when she can, afraid that people might see her as a freak or worse, a monster. Do not make her mad, her wolf will take over without warning and lash out.

Background: Soyeon comes from a long line of Alphas, while she wasn't in line to become one, a beta instead, she was still raised with the same manners as her older brother. She learned everything there was to leading a pack while also taking on other responsibilities within the village to keep things moving. Due to a group of hunters, her entire pack was wiped out and Soyeon was presumed dead, barely hanging on to her life as she begged the Moon Goddess to save her. The Goddess heard her cry and blessed her wolf with extremely enhanced abilities that would protect the woman who could rebuild her pack. In the beginning, Soyeon thought that this new found power was truly a gift until one day, she had blacked out and woke up covered in blood. Human blood. Ever since then, her wolf has grown stronger, their psychic link allowing them to communicate and over the years, what was once a blessing, has now become a curse.

Physical: Soyeon has long black hair that she may cut shorter or colour when she wants to try something new. She may wear wigs to try and hide her identity, especially when going into new spaces so that she can't be identified. Her dark brown eyes will turn yellow when her wolf is taking over. Height is 5 ft 1, Soyeon has a lean, fit build but doesn't tend to stand out in a crowd. She has two bullet wounds, one in her chest and the other on her right shoulder from the hunters. She often uses fake tattoos to change her identity enough and will also use fake piercings, mainly in her ears but might use nose and eyebrow stick ons as well.

Werewolf: Soyeon is considered a 'shadow wolf'. While her wolf can take on a solid form, a black wolf, she has the ability to become like smoke, blending in seamlessly with shadows. This makes her dangerous as she's able to go through the night without being noticed. Her wolf is larger than a normal wolf and while she does have heightened senses and speed in her human form - as a wolf, they are significantly enhanced. She heals twice as fast and can run twice as fast. Her wolf is like another side to her, coming out mostly when she's in danger or scared but often times, she will black out and have no recollection of what happens when her wolf is fronting. They share a psychic link and she likens it to having the Devil on her shoulder.

Info: Soyeon tends to be hesitant around other wolves because many consider her a freak. She's never viewed what she is as a blessing because while she survived, it caused her to be different from her kind. Mates have two forms, true mates and chosen. True mates are extremely rare and only happen with other wolves; this means they are bonded in a way that is deeper than any other and are able to pick up intense thoughts/emotions through a link. If one mate was to die, the other would give up and die with them due to an inability to recover. True mates are only found once. Chosen is a choice by the wolf itself and can be someone from any race. Chosen mates are not for a lifetime, they can change but breaking the bond is painful. This will be updated as more is discovered about her.

Straight. Submissive, dependent on who is present.

Kinks: Soyeon is a virgin and has no current experience in what she likes and dislikes. More will be added as it is discovered about her.

Soyeon isn't overly used to any forms of pet names and can get quite shy about any of them.

Soulmates

Soyeon has no relationship experience and is hesitant about them so it may take time for her to warm up and be accepting to the idea. She is willing to meet someone and work on things but considering how she is, she will be selective about who she chooses as her mate. Relationships take time and effort to develop. Once Soyeon has made it clear that she is interested, she will make sure that person feels special and expects the same treatment. She will only take one partner at a time.

Y/N + RP: Soyeon will take one person in this slot that follows the plot the admin has pre-made. This plot starter is based around the plot that Soyeon has and will follow her trope.

❝ Once upon a time, there was a girl and the girl had a shadow. ❞ — Red, “Us”

#✧.* [ soyeon ]#✧.* [ muse info ]

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plaguedocboi · 3 years

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More scary waters, by popular demand!

Since my last post ranking bodies of water really, really blew up, I decided to make a second. Some of these were suggested by people (in which case I’ll credit them), and some were just ones that didn’t quite make the cut for the first list.

I’ll also be doing a third list ranking the most toxic bodies of water in the world, so stay tuned for that.

Also, keep in mind that these aren’t ranked by how dangerous they are. They’re ranked by how scary I, personally, find them. So if the rating seems off, it’s due to which ones inspire a visceral reaction in me and which ones don’t.

Silfra Rift, Iceland

This one is something that I actually find very beautiful rather than scary, but it still seems like something that others might be freaked out by. The Silfra Rift is the point where the Eurasian and North American continental plates are pulling apart, creating a crack in the earth that filled with water. The water here is incredibly clear, and you can see all the way down to the bottom even in the deepest spots (which are almost 200 feet down, by the way). It’s the only place in the world where you can put your hands on two different continents at the same time! I’ve had the privilege of snorkeling here, and although it’s definitely deep, I wasn’t terribly scared due to the fact that the rift is just so beautiful. The only danger to swimmers is the temperature; it stays between 35-39 F year-round, meaning anyone getting into the water needs a full drysuit to avoid getting hypothermia or worse. I give the Silfra Rift a 1/10 fear rating because I thought I would be much more freaked out by it than I was.

Dragon Hole, China

While not as visually striking as the Great Blue Hole in Belize, this sinkhole in China is the deepest “blue hole” in the world. This pit descends 987 feet down. This earns a 2/10 purely because this is just a goddamn hole in the ocean that’s almost 1,000 ft deep and I don’t care for that.

Lake Tanganyika, multiple countries (suggested by @iguessiamhere)

This lake didn’t quite make the cut for the first list because it comes in second to Lake Baikal. It’s the second-oldest, second-deepest, and second-largest (by volume) lake in the world. But someday, Lake Tanganyika may be number 1, because just like Baikal, it’s a Rift Valley. It’s getting bigger every day, and in a few million years when Baikal is an ocean, Tanganyika might be the largest lake by default. Its 4,820 ft depth earns it a 3/10.

Lake Superior, US/Canada (suggested by multiple people)

This is the largest of the Great Lakes, and the third-largest lake in the world. It reaches depths of over 1,000 feet and has a surface area of over 31,700 square miles. Lake Superior is the site of over 350 shipwrecks and contains roughly 10,000 dead bodies. The reason these bodies are never recovered is because the lake is very cold, and very deep. The lake bottom is essentially a sterile environment, where bodies are preserved for eternity instead of floating up as a normal body would. This lake holds onto her dead. 4/10 for sheer danger and alarming amount of dead bodies.

Cenote Angelita, Mexico ( @olive-k wanted a cenote, and this list has two!)

This is a cenote with an underwater river running through it. No, I’m not kidding. Underwater rivers are actually quite common, but they rarely exist in places that humans can see them. Usually they’re caused by a current moving in a different direction than the majority of the water, or a boundary between water with different density (as is the case here). The “river” appearance in Angelita is enhanced by dead trees, giving the appearance of a bank. For the first 100 feet, this cave has regular freshwater. But a little deeper lies a layer of hazy hydrogen sulfate, and beneath that is 100 feet of salt water. This ranks 5/10 because can you imagine descending towards a hazy patch of water and branches that you assume is the bottom, only to pass right through it and see a gaping black expanse beneath? No thanks.

Devil’s Hole, Nevada

As a biologist, this is somewhere that I actually want to visit. This tiny waterhole in the desert is the only place that the endangered Devil’s Hole Pupfish lives. But we’re not here to learn about cute fish, we’re here to read about unsettling waterways. And hooo boy, this one is pretty weird. Because despite its appearance, this isn’t a little rainwater pool. It’s the opening to a huge cave system, which reaches depths of at least 500 feet. We’re not totally sure, though, because the bottom has never been mapped, and several people have died trying to attempt it. 6/10, since it’s very deep, hasn’t been fully mapped, and is apparently haunted.

Eagle’s Nest Sinkhole, Florida

There is literally a sign in front of this sinkhole that reads “STOP. Prevent your death. There is nothing in this cave worth dying for” accompanied by a picture of the Grim Reaper. Need I say more? Probably not, but I will anyway. This sinkhole is the only surface opening to a cave system that stretches several miles and plunges to over 300 feet deep. Miles of twisting, confusing, narrow passages with only one exit make for an extremely dangerous cave system. For some fucking reason, it’s a very popular dive site. At least 11 people have died here since the 80’s, and is referred to as the “Underwater Mt Everest” because of how dangerous it is. 7/10.

Zacatón, Mexico

This cenote was literally considered “bottomless” for a long time, because no one could find the bottom. Multiple expeditions were attempted, including one where a man died after reaching 925 feet without finding the end. It took a multi-million dollar operation funded by NASA to find the bottom of this hole. I’m not kidding. Turns out, it’s 1,099 feet deep, making it the deepest cenote in the world. It disturbs me that it took NASA and a robot designed to map alien moons to locate where this hole ended, so it earns an 8/10.

Saltstraunen, Norway (suggested by anon)

This narrow strait is home to the strongest tidal currents on the planet. Roughly 110 billion gallons of seawater move in and out of this corridor every six hours, creating violent currents. These tidal movements are so strong they create a phenomenon very similar to the whirlpool in Scotland—the Saltstaunen Maelstrom. This vortex is 33 feet across and forms four times a day as the tides go in and out. Although this whirlpool is only 16 feet deep (very shallow compared to Scotland’s) the currents alone would probably destroy you if you ever fell into this strait. 9/10 because damn.

Blue Lake, Russia

Despite having the least creative name of all time, the Blue Lake is anything but boring. Like the Zacatón, this lake had a reputation for being bottomless for a long time. A diver died after descending to 394 feet, and another barely survived after going down to 685 feet. Neither found the bottom. Eventually, the bottom was discovered and it came as a surprise. The lake itself is only 770 ft by 426 ft, but it is 846 ft deep. This lake is deeper than it is long. It is also a constant 48 degrees F, making hypothermia a risk for any swimmers. If that’s not bad enough, it’s also full of hydrogen sulfide, which makes the air around the lake potentially dangerous. However, people do still dive here on occasion (mostly for research purposes) and the lake is surprisingly beautiful beneath the surface. Still, that doesn’t make it any less deep, cold, and poisonous, so this is a 10/10 for me.

Honorable mention: The Mariana’s Trench, because although it’s not really a specific body of water it’s the deepest point in the ocean, at 7 miles below the surface!

#bathophobia #water rating part 2 #long post

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everafterfics · 2 years

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Puppy Love [Viktor x GN Werewolf Reader]

What can I say? I like werewolves. I might write another werewolf fic, but we will see

Synopsis: You try your best to stay locked in your apartment every full moon, but this time you had to break free. Lured by the smell of your best friend you end up spending the night with Viktor

Warnings: Nudity, Mentions of Arousal

Plopping down on the couch you let out a long groan. It had taken you almost a month but you finally got your apartment clean and put back together. Just in time to wreck it again. This was a constant cycle for you. Clean your apartment, the full moon rises, you turn into a werewolf, you trash the apartment in an attempt to get out and most likely kill someone. Rinse and repeat.

You’d been this way since you were bitten by a strange wolf on a camping trip in the mountains outside of Piltover several years ago. The irony was that you didn’t even want to go on that trip, but your parents insisted. Something about one last family trip before you moved to the big city of progress.

It was definitely a relief that you moved out after being bitten. You live by yourself, so there is no chance of hurting anyone as long as you can keep yourself locked up every full moon. You can’t even imagine the damage you may have caused if you remained in the small town you grew up in. In that house with your brothers and sisters.

You fiddled with the pendant around your neck. Your parents had given it to you the day you moved to Piltover. A charm that held your family crest, to remind you where you came from. “Maybe i should try locking myself in my room. At least that might minimize the damage to the rest of the apartment.” You thought out loud. Honestly if you weren’t such a neat freak you wouldn’t even bother cleaning the damage every month, but you couldn’t stand to live in a pigsty.

You looked to the clock, 7:30. The summer sun would be setting soon. Sighing, you pushed yourself off of the couch and headed for your room. You closed the door behind you as you entered and laid down on your bed to wait for the sun to set.

You accidentally drifted off to sleep only to be awoken moments later by a tantalizing scent entering your nose. Your eyes opened to reveal pupils that had turned golden in color, a sign that the transformation was beginning. You shot up from your bed and took a long breath through your nose. Following the scent you found that your window was open a crack. Looking out the window wasn’t enough, it wasn’t at the right angle to see what smelled so good. Your instincts took over, completely forgetting that you had to stay inside, you left your room and went to the balcony outside the living room. Your nostrils flared when the scent got stronger. You looked down and saw where it was coming from, or rather… who.

“Viktor.” A low whine came from your throat, hardly even human at this point due to your quickly forming muzzle. Viktor was one of the scientists who invented Hextech and he had been your best friend since attending the Academy together. You’ve had a huge crush on him for while, but never wanted to admit it. You couldn’t put him at risk with your…condition.

Your eyes focused on him walking up the street, a coffee in his hand. You rushed to your front door, trying desperately to open it with your hands that were quickly starting to gain mass as they shifted to large paws. Something inside you was pulling you towards Viktor, some deep primal connection.

You ran down the apartment stairs, hardly even feeling your bare feet shifting into massive paws. Once outside you instinctively drop to all fours and begin to run, hoping to catch up to him. With each stride your legs became more canine, small rips forming on the sides of your pants as your thighs bulked up. A tail stretched behind you, increasing your mobility and balance. You followed the scent with large inhales through your snout. Each breath expanding your chest outwards, almost stretching your shirt to its limit. With the growth of thick fur all over your body, your transformation was almost complete. You’d be not quite a wolf but also not human, something in between.

Several people jumped out of your way when you ran by. They let out a shout when they saw you, though in the dim lighting of the early evening it was hard to see what exactly ran past them. You didn’t care, your attention was focused on Viktor. His scent was so close now you could hardly stand it. Another animalistic whine left your throat when he came into view.

You jumped and landed in front of Viktor, who dropped his coffee and almost fell over in shock. You placed one large paw in front of the other and you took to your hind legs. Now standing over Viktor with the light of the full moon shining behind your wolf-human hybrid body, you looked intimidatingly terrifying.

Viktor wanted to scream but his voice got caught in his throat. When you took a step forward he stumbled back. Getting caught under his bad leg, he ended up falling to the ground.

Seeing his frightened eyes, you let out a whine, dropped back to all fours your body taking on an even more canine shape, and backed up. After the initial shock had faded Viktor leaned forward with curiosity. You stared at him with large pleading eyes. Viktor adjusted onto his hands and knees to mimic you. When he started to slowly crawl towards you, you backed up a step. Viktor stopped moving and held out a hand instead. Slowly you crept forward and leaned into his hand until he was stroking your face. His large calloused hand scratched the side of your muzzle and up towards your large wolf ears.“You’re not going to hurt me are you?” His question came out as more of an observational statement.

He stoked his hand down to under your chin. You closed your eyes and lifted your head with his touch. It was then that he saw the necklace you were wearing. It was a lot tighter around your neck now, but not enough to choke you. You wore that necklace every day, and Viktor knew that. He stared at it and then back to your face. “Y/N?”

Hearing your name you began to wag your tail. You licked his face for a dog like kiss, which caught him very off guard.

He wiped the slobber off and began to stammer. “What happened to you? How are you- you’re some sort of werewolf?” You tilted your head at his words. You didn’t exactly understand what he was asking, your brain working more on primal instinct than intelligent thought.

Viktor sighed grabbed his crutch and hoisted himself to his feet. “Let’s get you back to the lab. I’m beginning to think that being out in the open is not your safest option.” He said glancing to the onlookers, who were probably thinking of calling enforcers at this very moment.

You stood onto your hind legs to mimic him. Your spine shifted from a four legged position to one suited for two legs, and your body shifted to look more anthropomorphic. Normally you were shorter than Viktor, but your wolf-like form added extra height so that you now stood just as tall. He took a couple of steps past you and when you didn’t follow he look back at you. “Come. Let’s go.”

With his command you joined him at his side. It was an awfully strange image, a large wolf creature walking alongside the tired scientist. The judging glances from the public did not seem to bother Viktor. You on the other hand occasionally snarled at those who came to close before pushing yourself against Viktor as though he were yours and only yours, and you were his loyal guard wolf.

Once you finally reached the lab you dropped to all fours, seamlessly shifting into the form of an actual wolf, and ran around the room like an excited dog who had just came home from a walk. This elicited a small chuckle from Viktor. He let you run around as he made his way over to his desk. He sat down on the stool and watched you.

You stopped running for a moment and began scratching at the clothes on your body, suddenly finding them all too restricting. Viktors face flushed when your clothes fell to the floor in tatters and he averted his eyes. You shook out your fur, the only thing keeping Viktor from seeing all of your private parts.

You looked at him with large puppy dog eyes and sauntered towards him. You snuck your way between his legs and sat down, letting out a huff when you placed your head on once of them. Viktor hesitated to touch you at first. As a wolf you couldn’t really give your full consent to being pet, but when you looked up at him with those pleading golden eyes he couldn’t resist scratching behind your ears. Your tail caused a loud plopping sound each time it rose and hit the ground with your joy.

“You will have to tell me everything when you’re human again.” Viktor said as he gently looked down at your content face.

After several minutes Viktor removed his hand. His eyebrows scrunched together, a thought passing his mind. “Though perhaps you don’t know about this yourself?” You looked up at him with questioning eyes. “Y/N, I need to get up for a moment. Please move out of my way.” When you didn’t move he sighed. “Perhaps only simple commands then. Y/N. Move.” Like an obedient dog you stood up and moved out of his way.

Viktor got up and went to a side table to retrieve a blank journal. He’d decided to document his findings on your lycanthropy. Maybe it would be useful to you, and he hoped you’d appreciate it.

He returned to his seat but turned towards the desk and started writing notes.

When in werewolf form they only seem to respond to simple commands. My hypothesis is that the lycanthropy causes the cursed to act on primal instincts, and to have a wolfs brain

Perhaps this instinct is why they have become overly affectionate with me, similar to a dog and it’s master. Could this be due to our close friendship or something else entirely? I shall ask them about it later

Seeing no access to Viktor in your four legged form you shifted back to a two legged one. You peered over his shoulder, tail wagging behind you. He glanced briefly at you from the corner of his eyes and jotted down another note.

Most interesting is their ability to shift between the form of a full wolf and one of a human-wolf hybrid. I’m unsure how this works aside from the form being dependent of them being on four legs or two. They seem to have complete control over these changes and as far as I can tell it is painless

You whined to try and get his attention. “I am writing these notes for you too. Perhaps you could be a little more patient.” He was mostly joking with himself, he knew full well that you barely understood when he spoke in longer sentences. The wining continued and finally Viktor put down his pen and turned towards you. “Alright. What do you want?”

You changed back to a four legged stance again and moved between his legs again. Your nose pressed into his crotch and he immediately pushed you away. “Absolutely not!” He shouted with a large blush on his face.

You stumbled backwards and began to whine. “I am sorry Y/N. Perhaps if you were human I would entertain the thought, but-“ Viktor stopped before he could continue his sentence. He found himself embarrassed by the fact that he had become aroused at the thought of you touching him like that. He shook his head in an attempt to clear his mind and he turned back towards the desk. “Go sit somewhere.” He ordered with a flick of his hand.

You obediently obeyed. You sulked on your way to the couch in the corner of the room. You climbed up and laid with your head on your front paws, continuing to watch Viktor from afar.

They seem to have an increase in arousal as evidenced from their interest in my genitals in me. Unsure if that interest lies in their human form as well or is only present due to being the only person around them.

Viktor crossed out the word genitals after writing it, a deep blush on his face. He was trying to play the part of objective scientist but his feelings were overwhelming him. He was hesitant to write the note down in the first place. He planned on showing you this journal when you were human again, but was worried what sort of reaction you might have from learning that particular fact. Still, you had a right to know… that is if you didn’t already remember this evenings events.

Part of him hoped you did harbor hidden feelings for him. He briefly looked back at you and you lifted your head and wagged your tail at him. “Do you actually feel this way about me or is it just animal instinct?” He mumbled and placed his head in his hands. He hadn’t even considered having these kinds of feelings for you before. Though thinking about it now his heart often fluttered when you entered a room. Your touch sent shivers down his spine. A single look from you gave him butterflies in his stomach. How could he have missed all of those signals? Why did he just write them off instead of heeding their warnings?

Viktor shook his head to clear his thoughts. He let out a deep sigh and began to write again.

I have several hypotheses I wish to test on the next full moon. The most curious being if they have an aversion to silver as the legends say. However, I don’t want to move forward with any forms of testing without explicit permission from them.

Viktor closed the book after that note. He took his crutch in his arm and stood back up to walk to the couch you were sitting on. When he neared you lifted your head to him. He stared at you for several minutes, examining your form. How your coat coloration perfectly matched your human hair. How your eyes, though now golden, still resembled your own gentle eyes that he admired so much. Finally he took a seat beside you and placed his hand atop your head. He gently stroked from the top of your head to the base of your neck. He worried that if he ventured farther down your back it may be seen as inappropriate. After all, he had no idea if you’d even have any memory of this night.

You looked up and him taking in the tired look that he always had on his face. You hopped off of the couch and started nudging his legs up in a futile attempt to get him to lay down. “I told you no. You will not be touching me like that in this state.”

You huffed in aggravation and changed to a two legged stance. With a more humanoid form you were able to take his legs in your massive paws.

“Gah!” Viktor yelped when you forced his legs onto the couch. You huffed with satisfaction and returned to your four legged form before crawling up next to his laying body. You gently placed your head onto his chest and gazed up at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Oh. Alright.” He sighed and began to pet your head again, lulling you into slumber. With your warmth on top of him Viktor found himself nodding off as well. Eventually he completely fell into a much needed sleep.

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Sunlight poured into the lab in the early morning. You groggily opened your eyes, expecting to be in your room. The haze of sleep still had a hold on you, but something felt off. Not just the setting either, there was something warm beneath you. There was feeling on your shoulder as well, one that you began to recognize as a soft touch as the haziness subsided. You tilted your head up and found yourself staring at Viktor. His gorgeous face bathed in the warm sunlight, he looked so peaceful. He was holding you close to his chest and you melted right back into that touch. Your head nuzzled back into the fabric of his waistcoat.

That brief moment of bliss was quickly replaced when you shot up straight. ‘What happened last night?! Why am I sharing a couch with Viktor?!’ Your thoughts attacking your mind at a rapid fire pace.

“Good morning.” Viktor yawned from behind you.

You twisted your torso to look at him. It was when he glanced away from you that you realized you were completely naked. You scrambled to get off of the couch and ran to hide behind the arm of it instead. You were right behind Viktor, sitting on the cold floor with your legs pulled to your chest. “What happened?” You whispered.

“So you don’t remember?”

“I never do.” You stated. Viktor hummed in response. “I didn’t… hurt you… did I?”

Viktor laughed. “You scared me half to death at first. But no. You did not hurt me.” You were silent for a long time. “Do you usually hurt someone?” He finally asked.

“I don’t think so. Ive never woken up outside of my apartment before. I usually lock myself up in there and wake up to the place completely trashed.”

“I see. So you believed yourself to be violent then?” Viktor sat himself up but kept his eyes peeled to the ground in front of him.

“Why else would I tear the place apart?”

“Because you wanted freedom? Maybe a friend?” Viktor placed one of his hands on your head. The touch caused you shudder. “You did act more like a puppy than a wolf.”

You felt his hand leave your head and a few moments later a blanket was being thrown over you. You looked up at him with large eyes. “I suppose now I know why you’ve always had the most effective puppy dog eyes.” His offhand comment made you laugh. Viktor went over to his desk and returned with a journal. “I recorded some of my observations from last night. Perhaps they can be of some use to you.” He placed the journal beside you.

The door to the lab creaked open to disturb the quiet scene between the two of you. “Why am I not surprised to find you here so early.” Jayce commented with a hint of laughter in his voice as he entered the lab. You pulled the journal from the ground into your lap and hugged the soft blanket closer to your form. Jayce saw the movement behind the arm of the couch. His brows furrowed together. “Someone’s here with you?” He started to approach but Viktor held a hand up to stop him.

“It’s Y/N.” He said.

“Oh. What are they doing here so early?”

Viktor looked down to you for some sort of response. “You can tell him.” You said quietly.

“It’s a rather long story. Which we will share, but there’s something I need you to do first.” Viktor walked beside his partner.

“Ok. What’s that?” Jayce was confused but content in the fact that he would get answers.

“If you could go and get them some clothes. And please don’t ask any questions!” Viktor added the last part on quickly, he did not want to deal with Jayce’s insinuations.

Jayce nodded in understanding and left. Viktor rejoined you by the couch and found you looking through the journal.

By the time you finished the notes your face had gone completely red. “I-That’s how i acted?”

“Do not feel too bad. You weren’t yourself.” Viktor tried to comfort you.

You groaned. “It was me though. A part of me anyway.” You hold the journal up, open to his second note. “You wanted to ask me about my feelings.” Viktor took the journal from you.

“That is not exactly what I wrote.” He teased

“It’s close enough!” You teased back.

“Wouldn’t you rather me ask you about the fourth note?” A light blush spread across Viktors face.

Your face had never stopped being red, but you squirmed a bit at his question. “That’s the one about the um, increased arousal?” You asked knowing full well which one he was referencing.

“Yes it is.” Viktor shut the journal and placed it on the arm of the couch.

“So ask me then.”

“Alright. Are you attracted to me Y/N? In more than just friendship?”

“Yes.” You breathed out. You didn’t dare move. You stared straight ahead just listening to the sound of your own thumping heart.

“Well? Aren’t you curious too?” Viktors voice rang through your ears.

“Do you like me Viktor? As more than a friend?” Your voice cracked as you spoke.

“I do. And it took me far to long to realize it.” His words sent butterflies to your stomach and a gleeful smile to your face.

You stood onto shaking legs and made your way to sit beside him. You pulled the blanket tightly around yourself and leaned onto his shoulder. “You have no idea how long I’ve been holding in my feelings. I was always telling myself that I did it so I wouldn’t endanger you with the whole werewolf thing. But maybe I was just using that as an excuse because I was afraid you didn’t feel the same.”

Viktor placed a hand softly onto your shoulder and pulled you closer. “I am sorry I never showed my interest. I have never been the best at recognizing romantic feelings, even within myself. But I promise you they are there.”

Jayce came back into the lab with an arm full of spare clothing. “I don’t think a lot of this will fit you well since they’re my own clothes, but it’s better than nothing right? Oh!” He finally took the time to look and see the two of you together. “Ah I see. So that’s why you’re here so early.” He said in an accusatory tone.

“Trust me Jayce, whatever you’re thinking is not correct.” Viktor stated.

“Thank you for the clothes though. Even if they’re too big I appreciate it.” You chime in.

Viktor met Jayce halfway into the lab to retrieve the garments. “Your clothes?” He cocked an eyebrow and asked his partner.

“Don’t get jealous. My place was closest so it made the most sense.”

“Hm.” Was Viktors only response. He walked back over to you. “There is a small storage closet you can change in. Come this way.”

Viktor led you to an adjoining room, that was indeed used to store all of the old and broken Hextech projects that he and Jayce had worked on.

“Thank you.” You gave Viktor a quick peck on the cheek before entering the room. You held the door open and turned back towards him for a moment. “You can tell Jayce about me. Just don’t go into detail about some of the things I did.”

You let the door slam behind you and started to put on the clothing that Jayce was letting you borrow. You were about halfway done buttoning up the oversized red dress shirt he had given you when you heard him shout from the other room.

“They’re a werewolf?!”

#viktor x reader #arcane reader insert #werewolf #reader insert #werewolf reader

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