#Wolfsbane au

[5am-the-foxing-hour]

Saw these poses and brain went "draw for Wolfsbane au" and thus... here we are.

A bookworm who fell asleep while reading.

Roman finally got to tag along to a market as his tiny self. Virgil and Remus getting surprised by some rain.

Original poses by Mellon_soup on Instagram

Pose 1 I Pose 2 I Pose 3

#Sanders Sides #Janus #Remus #Roman #Logan #Patton #Loceit #Vampire Virgil #Werewolf Janus #Fey roman #Fey Remus #Witch Logan #Wolfsbane au #Digital art #TsArt #My art #my energy for details kinda died after Janus and Logan's one XD

[lethxia]

thing im working on.

#wolfsbane au #erasermic #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #hizashi yamada #shouta aizawa

[varilien]

halloween idea: werewolfwood ??? :]c

okay sorry this wasn't going to be vashwood but i put on a couple random werewolf movies while working on it and they were consistently SUFFUSED with romantic themes so. coughs.

werewolfwood as ever has a cranky face but a soft little heart :)

#trigun #trigun anime #trigun fanart #vash #vash the stampede #wolfwood #nicholas d. wolfwood #vashwood #asks #anonymous #halloween #really liked wolf (1994) and couldn't put my finger on exactly why until i realized it's basically just like #every modern + werewolf fanfic i ever read as a kid where it's like. major plot happening which is Only Complicated by the werewolf thing #the werewolf thing is secondary to the actual conflict thing and i love that i really really do love that dfhghfdk #wolfsbane blooms au

[up-to-some-good]

Moonstruck

Written for @wolfstarmicrofic prompt 22 February - moonstruck (650 words)

The first time they saw the wolf, Sirius was stunned. Remus had made them wait outside during the transformation. He told them to make sure they were in animal form before they came in. He didn't want to take any risks, none of them did.

So the first time Sirius saw the wolf, it was muted. He was in dog form, colours washed out and scents overwhelming his senses, but he was still amazed. The wolf was huge, almost as big as Prongs, with sharp teeth and predatory eyes. But he was also skinny, ribs sticking out through his fur, and had patchy fur from years of being left on his own to destroy himself. He didn't seem to want to attack the new animals in the shack either. He approached them slowly and sniffed them apprehensively. Eventually, with some persuasion from Padfoot, he began to trust them, and the nights of the full moon became full of games and running freely in the forest.

10 years later, the amazement of seeing the wolf had faded. They had spent almost every full moon together for a decade, and Padfoot and Moony were almost as close as their human counterparts. It had been just the two of them for years now. Peter had stopped joining them at the end of school, when his job at the ministry got too busy for him to take the time off. James had stayed on until Harry was born and he decided to become a stay-at-home dad. Both of them had offered to come back in the years since, but Sirius and Remus had never needed them. They had their routine down: dinner, apparate to the edge of the forbidden forest, walk to the clearing, wait. The next morning, Sirius would heal any injuries and get them back home, and they'd sleep it off for the next day, snuggled close to each other.

The February full moon of 1985 was different for the first time in a decade. Damocles Belby and Lily Potter had had a breakthrough. After years of development and testing, the Wolfsbane potion was complete. And it worked. The Sleekeazy company had funded the project and as a result the potion was now available for any werewolves who needed it. For free.

Remus had been taking the potion for the days up to the full moon, wincing and retching at the taste, but trusting Lily's judgement and expertise. This was a life changer. He could stomach the awful taste if it meant keeping his mind at the full moon.

The transformation was the same as always, despite a change in location. Sirius had to hold back tears as he listened to Remus's screams echoing throughout their flat, grateful for the silencing charms keeping their neighbours from hearing the noise.

When Remus emerged from their bedroom, still insisting on transforming out of sight, Sirius was struck by the sight of the wolf for the first time since he was fifteen. He was used the the size of the animal by now, as well as the lush fur and healthy appearance that had come in the years the marauders had spent with Moony, but this was the first time he had seen the wolf in his human form. For the first time, he could sink his fingers into the coarse fur and bury his face in the wolf's neck the way Remus did with Padfoot.

The wolf flopped down on his lap, crushing his legs beneath his massive body. Sirius laughed and leaned back against the couch, burying his hand in the wolf's fur as he got comfortable. Moony fell asleep there, his breath coming in heavy huffs. After a while, Sirius fell asleep too, mindless of the spasm his neck would surely be tomorrow and fully aware of the way he was falling more in love with Remus every day.

#wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar fic #wolfstar microfic #wolfsbane #moonstruck #sirius is in love with remus #just so in love #no war AU because I like happy endings and I don't like canon

[hayweerc]

Hey, there, Werebeast Anon here.

Wanted to give you an important warning; NEVER give a Werebeast Wolfsbane.

No, it's not poisonous to them, but you'd wish it was.

It's like super-potent catnip for Werewolves. Villages with the stuff growing around it aren't attacked not because it drives the werebeasts away, but because the local Werebeasts are too nipped up to care about them. Chaos and collateral damage can be caused occasionally, but no one will be injured unless they go out there and try to stop it.

Oh, and Sonic's Werebeast form might be violent because he's worried that he's going to hurt someone, and is trying to drive people away from him when he turns. Show him he hasn't caused any harm and he might stop being violent. Violent Werebeasts are usually just scared werebeasts. If he believes that his Werebeast form won't hurt anyone, it won't hurt anyone.

Without spoiling too much of the fanfic I'm writing for these guys, I do plan on having Shadow figure out what's causing Sonic's violent behavior when he transforms. You're very good at predicting what Sonic is going through emotionally.

#sonic au #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #bound by chaos au #fantasy #werewolf #sonic #silver the hedgehog #sonic fandom #blood hunter #druid #sonic the werehog #wolfsbane #herbs #werebeast #answered

[xxcherrycherixx]

I have no caption, please just think its good 😭 my wrist is killing me and im so tired, its 4:30 am👁️👁️

I looked up flower language for this shit, featured flowers are: red rose, wolfsbane, white chrysanthemum, dianthus/carnation and ivy

( i will put a cheat sheet in the tags so you know what meanings im using instead of having to look it all up)

#ever after high #c.a cupid #blondie lockes #heartlockes #monster high #my art #mdni #tw blood #immortal blondie au #immortal blondie au is basically just my go to for some good angst 💀 #all the plants relate to things like death. immortality/mortality and love #chrysanthemums are funeral flowers. #wolfsbane is legit just really deadly so its given the meaning of death. lmao #the Dianthus caryophyllus/carnation is the flower of gods and deep red usually symbolises love #the dark red rose symbolises deep romantic love but the petals are falling symbolising the slow death of the relationship #the ivy represents immortality and fidelity. #if any of this shit is wrong: blame google. #im going to bed now because my eyes are burning

[pigeonperch]

Some more Wolfy doodles w some @year2000electronics au versions bc I love my silly little guy and putting him in silly little outfits

#trollsona #trolls oc #trolls au #wolfsbane blum #drawlings #auuuuuu they’re silly #Rip superna-troll Floyd. Wolfy is dense sometimes #also I will never ever stop posting abt my own guys ok I’ll post abt my own ocs forevar. idc #I think they’re SILLY *my telekinetic blast pushes everything 10 ft away*

[flowerygarrland]

Hunts your monsters

1 - Azel redesign of some kind - what a guy 2/3/4 - mspaint doodles dont worry about it 5/6 - Wolfsbane lore

#my art #flowery garden / ocs #doodles #trying to steer it away from just being an au of something else #way more fun now that its not confined to just that KAEGUFKWEF #father sam #Captain azel #Florence wolfsbane

[alittlebitofwonk]

Ren is feeling bleary, sore, and incredibly lost right now. The last thing he clearly remembers is dragging his tent and sleeping bag below an overhang, curling up tight, and praying he wasn’t found.

Now, he’s in a bed with a massive headache and he feels like he was run through a woodchipper, which tells him that, unfortunately, he probably was found.

The view is nice, though, and, uh, Ren’s not just talking about the beautiful open expanse of mountain, if you know what he’s sayin’…

The man (a forest ranger, if Ren had to guess) standing across the room is broad shouldered and blond with stubble, hair tugged back in a loose ponytail and held that way with a bandana. He’s making coffee currently, busying himself with the pot, unaware that Ren is now awake.

At least, until he turns and locks eyes with him, stumbling and nearly dropping his mug.

“You could have said something!” The ranger snaps, and usually Ren would have something snarky or flirtatious, but he’s too pained to muster anything up except a raspy “sorry.”

The ranger’s expression softens, and he sets his coffee to the side to sit on the bed beside Ren.

“How are you feeling?” He asks, and Ren shrugs, but immediately winces as the movement pulls on his injuries and stitches.

“Bad,” he admits, watching Martyn stand and grab him a glass of water. Ren has to force himself not to drink the whole thing in one go, but it’s a relief when he finishes, passing the cup back to Martyn.

“Right, well,” Martyn begins, setting it back in the sink and turning to face Ren fully. “What happened to you?”

#mcyt #life series #renchanting #Treebark #werewolf au #martyn littlewood #rendog #wolfsbane glacier au #tw injury

[cavalierclavier]

some old oc art i never posted!

#original character #oc #illustration #art #my art #oc art #gavin #ash #rhiannon #i still really like the first one #i really want to play with that kind of composition more #second one was me messing around with like #'how would they look if they were in a fighting game' #third is a horizon au lmao #fourth is a xander doodle that got out of hand #and the last one was rhiannon's birthday doodle for last month #(the flower is wolfsbane btw wink wonk) #anyways props to anyone who read all these tags #you get uhhh #hearty pat on the back from me #pat pat

[5am-the-foxing-hour]

Witch Logan *working on a potion*: And then we'll need- Werewolf Janus: Got it. Witch Logan: Oh, thank you, next we'll need- Werewolf Janus: Here. Witch Logan: Right.. next is- Werewolf Janus: Here you go! Witch Logan: ... Thanks. Werewolf Janus: No problem. Witch Logan: ... Werewolf Janus: ..? Witch Logan: Janus, how did you know the things I was asking for? You grabbed them before I could say their name. Werewolf Janus: Uhh... I'm not sure. Amongst all these ingredients it just felt like the thing you were asking for... Witch Logan: Huh? Werewolf Janus: I have no idea. To be fair, I don't even know what potion you're making. Witch Logan: And yet you knew what ingredient I was just going ask for? Werewolf Janus *scratching at the back of his neck*: I- yeah? Witch Logan: Interesting... very interesting indeed. - Later - Witch Logan *bolting upright in his bed*: Oh by the spirits and gods, I'm such a fool! Werewolf Janus *bleary eyed and half asleep*: Whu-? Witch Logan *grabbig Janus's face by the cheeks*: You're my familiar that's why you knew what I needed before I could say it, back when we were making that potion! Werewolf Janus: *blinks up at Logan, still half asleep, before giving him a sleepy smile in return*

#Sanders Sides #Wolfsbane au #Loceit #Janus #Logan #Witch Logan #Werewolf Janus #incorrect quotes #shitpost

[bonefall]

Do you have any thoughts for the sisters yet? I’ve been going backwards and fleshing out the cultures and I had the sisters be a split off version of the cats who went to become the tribe, so when Half Moon had the casting of stones they tied and the group split. I really like them and how they can be taken as a singing, traveling, spiritually connected group of fluffy beasts of cats. And being matriarchal. Kinda sucks their demonized a bit in the narrative.

The Sisters are a breakoff group of the Tribe in Better Bones! You can really see it when you learn about Tribe Medics.

The Tribe has MANY medics, and anyone is allowed to become interested in it. You can be a hunter and a medic at the same time, or you could even start to be known as a medic as you display a lot of talent in your hobby. The really good ones will travel between the three "wards," often in little packs.

The Sisters are simply one of those MedPacks, which ended up becoming so powerful and unique that they felt called away on a grand journey.

All Tribe medics communicate with their ancestors via all sorts of personal rituals and omen interpreting, but the Sisters speak with ALL spirits. They travel the land, documenting the stories of ghosts and questing to give peace to souls who are trapped on Earth so they can finally fade.

They believe that we all belong to the sky, like how rain belongs to clouds. We fall and rise and fall over and over again in a cycle. They don't believe in a "heaven" like the Tribe of Endless Hunting, or a "hell" like Clan cats... or, well, they do know they exist, but find them to be grotesque corruptions of the natural order.

Male Sisters have a very important role; they are expected to become more and more distant from the main group, before finding a place to break off and set up some sort of 'homestead.' This can be an individual territory, a group, or even a human dwelling.

When the main group returns after traveling, they rely on the hospitality of Male Sisters to help them, giving information, showing them where to find herbs, and soothing any hostile groups in the area.

When a male sister leaves, the group prepares him for his new life with a celebration called the Departing. During this, a special object of some sort is made which allows them to physically see ghosts without the need for the whole group's channeling, because it bothers me immensely that they did a weird 'the male's powers are genetic and also superior to the female's' thing for some reason.

less inherent blood superiority in my rewrite. no thanks. dont like that.

Tree gave his charm to his son Rootspring. He didn't want it and it never really worked for him, anyway.

#I'm still not sure what the Sister Macguffin is yet #I've been trying to think of something for a while #I'm thinking it should actually be some kind of plant though #Something that never rots because it's spOOKY MAGIC #I think the rule is that if its owner dies it dies too #Whoever that owner is. So it can't be stolen. #Maybe it's some sort of poisonous flower because 'connection to death' and all thar #Wolfsbane is so poisonous that even touching it can hurt you #Or maybe Monkshood for Symbolism #Better Bones AU

[varilien]

Vampire vash and werewolf wolfwood

werewolf kabedon...

#trigun #trigun fanart #trigun anime #vash #vash the stampede #wolfwood #nicholas d. wolfwood #vashwood #asks #anonymous #halloween #do y'all know that one were-ralph post. smn smn werewolves and eye contact. i shant elaborate but anyways vash is very 👁️👁️ iykwim LMAO #wolfsbane blooms au

[scouts-thingsandrps]

Incorrect Quotes Pt. 3

Unwelcome Unity Edition with the Incorrect Quote Generator

Camila: WHY. why did you give Luz a KNIFE?!

Eda: I’m sorry. She said she felt unsafe.

Camila: Now I feel unsafe!

Eda: I’m sorry.

Eda: ... would you like a knife?

-

Luz: Are you sure this is the right direction?

Eda: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest!

Camila: In that case, we're definitely lost.

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Camila: Luz, what do IDK, LY, and TTYL mean?

Luz: I don’t know, love you, talk to you later

Camila: Ok, I love you too, I’ll just ask Gus.

-

Gus: Whaddya call a fish with no eye?

Camila, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons

Gus:

Gus: fsh

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Gus: Change is inedible.

Camila: Don't you mean inevitable?

Gus, spitting out coins: No, I did not.

-

Luz: Lol heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this lmfao

Camila: What did you do Luz?

Luz: A MISTAKE

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Hunter or Atalanta: People are always asking me if I'm a morning person or a night person.

Hunter or Atalanta: And I'm just like, 'Buddy! I'm barely even a PERSON!'

-

Luz: So apparently the 'bad vibes' I’ve been feeling are actually severe psychological distress

-

Luz: Vee and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us

Hunter: *Sighing* What did Vee do?

Luz: They chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...

Vee: Who wants a steering wheel?

-

Luz: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Camila: Wasn't Hunter with you?

Hunter: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.

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Luz: Fitness tip: never stop pushing yourself. Some say 8 hours of sleep is enough. Why not keep going? Why not 9? Why not 10? Strive for greatness.

Vee: Next time you’re working out do 15 push ups instead of 10. Run 3 miles instead of 2. Eat a whole cake instead of just a slice. Burn your ex’s house down. You can do it. I believe in you.

Hunter: There were so many mixed messages in that I can’t-

-

*Atalanta and Willow skipping stones on lake*

Willow: It’s such a beautiful evening.

Atalanta, whispering: Take that you fucking lake

-

Atalanta: This is a mistake

Willow, enthusiastically: A mistake we're going to laugh about one day!

Atalanta: But not today

Willow, still enthusiastic: Oh, no. Today's going to be a mess

-

Gus: Jail is no fun. I’ll tell you that much.

Willow: Oh, you’ve been?

Gus: Once. In Monopoly.

-

Gus, trying to cheer the group up: Things could be worse, you know!

Luz: How?

Gus: How what?

Luz: How could they be worse?

Gus: They couldn’t, I lied.

Luz:

-

Gus: Okay, truth or dare?

Hunter: Truth

Gus: How many hours have you slept this week?

Hunter:

Hunter: ...Dare

Gus: Go to bed.

Hunter: I don’t like this game.

-

Camila: *Trying to fill out legal paperwork stuff* Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?

Hunter: Bold of you to assume I was born at all.

Atalanta: I personally was created in a lab.

Vee: I just straight up spawned lol.

-

Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.

Gus: Shit.

Willow: Wait, three?

Cop: Yeah?

Amity: OH MY GOD VEE FELL OFF!!!

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Willow: Isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other people?

Gus: Plane tickets?

Amity: Concert tickets?

Vee: Prostitution?

Willow, holding their broken frames: Glasses.

-

Gus, setting down a card: Ace of spades

Willow, pulling out an Uno card: +4

Amity, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you

Luz, trembling: What are we playing

-

Darius, tending to Hunter's wounds: How would you rate your pain?

Hunter: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

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Adrian: Attie, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running?

Atalanta: Oh, I’m always running

Atalanta: The question is from what

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Hunter: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.

Darius: You're like 15 years old

Hunter: I MIGHT DIE AT 30!

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Collector, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him

King: You did WHAT–

Luz: William Snakepeare

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Collector: Hey King,

King: Yes?

Collector: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?

King:

King: Where’s Luz?

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Collector: We need a distraction.

King: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

Luz, whispering: My time has come

-

Eberwolf: Yo is Adrian sleeping or dead?

Raine: Hopefully dead, I hated their guts.

Darius: Yeah, so did I.

Adrian: Okay first of all, fuck you-

-

Eberwolf: Hah! 69! You know what that means?

Raine: What?

Darius: That you're a child.

Adrian: HOW'D YOU GUESS MY IQ!?

#au: unwelcome unity #incorrect toh quotes #raine whispers #edalyn ‘eda’ clawthorne #darius deamonne #eberwolf the huntsman #hunter wittebane deamonne #luz noceda #camila noceda #vee noceda #willow park #agustus ‘gus’ porter #the collector/sagittarius #adrian graye #atalanta ‘attie’ wolfsbane #tw violence #tw implied injury

[verygaypurplething]

timekeeper au thing

Au where timekeeper operates a lighthouse, wonderfully, this occupation is called a lightkeeper. Idk exactly when to set this, but I can think about that later.

Lightkeeper Cookie: operates lighthouse, kills rich ppl for their money, has gone through multiple periods of malnutrition bc they live alone and their legs don't work well, mythologized in area

The rest of the TBD also works in the port area, but idk exactly where. If it's during a war period string is going to war. (If he legally can. Idk what to do about race. The difficulties of putting cookies into the old northern us etc etc) (I'm thinking 1840s-1920s, but idk)

I don't have name changes for the rest of them so I'm just referring to them by their canon names.

Twizzly's group is a bunch of pirates bc that's fun.

Wolfsbane was from a kinda wealthy family but left/was kicked out for being queer. They're real good acting and poetry and rich people stuff like that, but they're a pathetic sailor.

#verygaypurplethingposts #timekeeper cookie #wolfsbane cookie (oc) #twizzly gummy cookie #au #verygaypurplethingart

[stingslikeabee]

[ reach ] sender hesitantly reaches for receiver's hand, unsure if the action will be reciprocated (set in the werewolf verse owo)

he knows the risk; knows the beat of his own heart - its stifled tune, a hasty rhythm when in her presence. when so close to her, his desperation to touch her becomes all the more. he'd say that he only wants to hold her, only wants to clench hands around hers, grace her lips with a kiss. but - that would be a lie.

the animal wants her as much as the man; he wants kisses to become teeth on her skin, the hands that touch her to become claws tearing clothes from her form. it wouldn't be the first time, after all. and after last time - he craves it only all the more.

his movement is slow, cautious - unafraid of the hunter ( perhaps he ought to be ), more-so afraid of himself. the temptation that has sweat bead across his brow and lips wet with hunger. the hazel depths of his gaze can look nowhere but her - and were she to greet his eyes with her own, she'd perhaps see his unwavering desire.

prompts for touch-starved muses . accepting

It was a gentle touch to the hair - almost as if Heidegger had been keen on removing a fallen leaf from the huntress' tresses or something equally practical. But Melissa knew better - they were both used to a life in the woods, out in the wild and sometimes behaving more like beasts than humans, too. Besides, camping made for very poor conditions to prevent such thing from happening - the woman was more than accustomed to combing the stray bits and pieces of grass and tree bark from herself when she woke up.

So, instead, Melissa turned on her side - the blanket beneath did very little to soften the ground below, but she didn't mind. If anything - Heidegger had learned that she was no damsel in distress; the brunette could do violence and savagery just as the werewolf, albeit with different weapons. But now, sharing a look under the moonlight and whatever embers remained of the fire, there was nothing about her that suggested a ferocity of the lethal kind.

"What are you so afraid of, Magnar?" the words were whispered but loud enough to be heard; the first name was a deliberate choice of hers to foster that bond. The deeper he cared for her, the more likely it would help him retain his more human-like senses. Their closeness was also mentioned by the woman as necessary so the experiment would not be interrupted - he needed to smell her, the sweat, blood and even taste the saliva coated with the wolfsbane-infused potion to be tamed.

But, deep down, that proximity doubled as something else; if her family knew about it, they would likely sever ties as readily as they were able. A huntress of the Drysdell line not killing the monster, but laying with it; one of their own screaming not during the chaos of the battle, but out of sheer ecstasy while riding him. The body hair, the claws and even the growls in his deep voice - it all made Melissa not want to fight, but rather give in to the equally primal urges he awakened in the woman.

"You can't hurt me," the woman reinforced her theory, a feminine hand going over to his face and softly caressing his visage in a reflection of his own touches. The brunette examined his features with her own eyes and the tip of her digits alike, sensing his breathing quickening and the added heat of the werewolf's intense gaze. Heidegger didn't fully believe her - he kept saying how he was a danger, to himself and others. Melissa should run away from one that was more beast than man.

And yet, the huntress dragged herself closer to him - seeking the body warmth he offered as if he was permanently feverish. Smaller frame fitting into his muscular one like they were made to embrace like that, the woman peered up to his face with a smile that was less on the gentle side and more on the teasing one; inching forward, Melissa was the one that kissed him first - lips against his, a tongue daring to wet his own and asking for entrance.

"Well, that was not entirely true," the woman murmured, keeping the lazy kissing up as well as she was able even in the middle of her whispered words, "You can't hurt me in a way I don't enjoy; I welcome your other side, Magnar. As long as I'm taking my own creation, you'll never fully lose your senses and wound me lethally," a dangerous gamble, surely, but one that their first time together had confirmed.

The moon was not yet full - enough to provide them with light and to just heighten his senses, but not transform. Smiling further, Melissa's tongue played with his, savoring the werewolf like a delicacy and having one of her hands going through the opening of his shirt. Once inside, the brunette slid a warm palm towards his chest and trailed the soft hair, capturing a nipple to torment.

"Do you want to test that theory again? Make love to me, Magnar. I promise that your teeth won't be sharp enough to tear through flesh - just enough to give me something to remember you by."

#cwarscars #v: FFVII ; wolfsbane AU #touchstarved prompts #replied #nsfw-ish #I know he was trying to be a good boy #too bad she isn't on her best behavior 8)