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theres-a-body-here · 4 months
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MoonSeer!Reader x Werewolves Part 1
Every werewolf pack has a human Magic user who can commune with the Moon.
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Living with the Palehide pack definitely has you on your toes
They seemed to have gained a vast amount of enemy packs throughout the years
As a result, you're constantly in your Chambers, checking for visions and signs of incoming danger
It doesn't help that the pack kinda sees you as a comfort figure
Normally that would be fine, but they really depend on you
They come to you for the smallest boo-boos and want you to kiss it better
I mean, of course you do it, but you have work to do dammit
Especially the Alpha, Devon, who seems to have developed a crush on you
You've resorted to making shit up to stop him from bothering you
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carnivorousyandeere · 2 months
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How would the werewolf pack handle a new pack moving close to/into their territory? And what if a member of the new pack showed an interest in their darling 👀
It begins a little tense, but overall the yan pack is just a little wary/cautious. Werewolves aren’t quite as territorial over land as you might think. Packs’ territories can overlap, pack members can intermingle with those of a different pack, switch packs. It’s not unheard of for two packs to merge into one either; especially smaller packs (the Yan Pack is a fairly solid polycule as Cyrus is becoming more and more integrated with the pack. They’re not likely to lose any members, but they might be open to taking in one or two more members if they truly seem like a good fit.).
Mason is especially wary of the new pack, as he works hard to keep his own pack members safe and keep up their human façade, and he doesn’t yet know what the new pack’s values are. Are they the type to view humans as prey and make his job harder? Will they expose Mason’s pack members as werewolves and destroy their cover among human society? The other werewolves follow his lead on the matter. Even Ace does his best to avoid trouble with the new pack.
If a member of the new pack is willing to forsake their old pack and join the yan pack, the yan pack might accept this as long as the new addition treats you well, remembers that you belong to all of them, and that they don’t jeopardize the pack’s secrecy and safety among the humans. However, if they don’t treat you well enough, they get a little too cocky and keep trying to genuinely steal you from the other members of the pack, and constantly challenge Mason’s ideas about what’s best for the pack, they’re going to get put down like the feral dog they’re acting like.
A whole new pack all taking an interest in you is seen as a threat, and the yan pack would kill them all instead of giving the new wolves any chance of stealing you away. Mason’s police reports will chalk it up to a drug deal gone wrong, framing the deceased pack as both buyers and sellers, saying there were no survivors of their internal conflict. Case closed, nothing more to investigate.
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curiousmons · 6 months
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Low key want a werewolf partner so I can also be a part of their pack. Like having all the friends who have your back even when they aren't around. Being teased about reeking of them after fucking all night, or jokes about being kept over their werewolf pack member if we ever broke up because they love me too
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goldenwolfen · 6 months
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It's the last Werewolf Wednesday before Halloween! This pack is enjoying their delicious treat on All Hallows Eve. How are you celebrating?
"Interrupted" Acrylic on illustration board. Circa 2005.
Prints available here!
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hedwig394 · 11 months
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The First Meet
Derek Hale x Sarah McCall
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"You lost your inhaler, Scott?" I scoff as I trudge along the woods with him and Stiles.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I should never have come here." He muttered.
"Damn right, you shouldn't have!" Sarah said and rounded on Stiles, "Investigating murder is your father's job, Stiles. Not yours."
"Relax Sarah, just because we didn't take you doesn't mean you have to be so sour about it," Stiles says casually. I shake my head in dismay.
"Just find the damn inhaler and let's get out of here," I mutter, crunching dry leaves beneath my feet and looking amongst them for Scott's inhaler.
"I don't know what's happening to me, CeeCee," Scott says softly, and I look at him. "What do you mean?"
"I mean that I can smell your perfume from 20 feet away from you, and I can hear you and Stiles from 100 feet away." He explains.
I pause in my tracks and look at him. "What?"
"I swear I'm not lying. I can smell the bubblegum wrap in Stiles's pocket right now." He says. Stiles scoops it out of his pocket and throws it away.
"It was gross." Scott says and Stiles replies, "It was definitely gross."
"Since when has this been happening?" I ask. "Just this morning." Scott says, "There's a new girl in our school right now, and she was talking to someone outside the classroom, and I could hear what they were saying while sitting inside the classroom." He explains.
"Are you hallucinating, Scotty?" I ask worriedly. Dad leaving us had taken a toll on all three of us, and I don't want to see Scott trapped again in that vicious cycle.
"I'm not hallucinating." He sighs. Stiles chimes in, "I know what that means."
"What does that mean?" I ask him.
"He's caught an infection," Stiles says, "A particularly bad one. Only once a month will it trouble him though." Scott doesn't seem to understand but I do. I try my best to not laugh.
Stiles howls and Scott hits him on the arm. "Shut up dude."
After walking for a while, Scott stops both of us and says, "Wait, this is where I had seen the body."
"Well, there isn't any body over here right now," I say.
"The killer must've moved it!" Stiles says. "Well, I hope they didn't take my inhaler. That was for 80 dollars." Scott sighs.
Before I can reply, we hear a voice. "What are you doing here?"
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I spin around and come face to face with the handsome Derek Hale. I had been in school with him, but he only hung out with the popular and sporty kids. Since I was neither, I doubt whether he knows I existed or not.
"This is private property." He says, glaring at us. I pass him an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, we're just looking for an inhaler. My brother lost it here somewhere-"
"Here." He throws it at us, not letting me complete my sentence. I have the urge to grab the nearest stone and throw it at him, but I control myself. This is private property after all. Guess Derek didn't grow out of being a jerk, after all.
I don't thank him and look at Scott, who has caught the inhaler. "C'mon Scotty, Stiles, let's go."
"Thank you, for that," Scott says to Derek awkwardly and we start to walk away, I don't spare him a second glance.
"That was Derek Hale, right?" Stiles asks. I nod. "His family was burned alive in the Hale house fire. Stroke of luck that he survived." He says.
"I went to high school with him," I say, looking back but he's gone. "He was a jerk back then, nice to see that he hasn't grown out of that stage."
"Sarah on fire!" Stiles exclaims and laughs.
I tell them that I have the hospital to get to, and we bid each other goodbye. As I unlock the door to my car, I feel someone's presence behind me and I spin around and lose my balance.
Instead of plummeting facefirst to the ground, two strong arms stop me from falling and I find myself encased in Derek Hale's arms. He draws me to his chest and says, "Be careful, Sarah."
I push him and stand two steps away from him. "What are you doing here?" I don't take the liberty to be gentle. He needs to know that having a tragic past doesn't give him a free pass to treat other people like crap.
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"You dropped something back there." He says casually and draws out my golden bracelet from his pocket. It wasn't made of gold, just plated by it. It had been Mom's gift to me. I cursed myself for losing it. "I came here to return it." He says, breaking my self-cursing chain of thoughts.
"Well, thank you for that," I say and extend my arm to take it from him. My hand brushes his slightly and he gently holds my wrist and ties the bracelet around it.
I pull my hand back, trying to forget the lingering effect his touch left on me. "Thank you." I clear my throat.
"No problem," He shrugs, "Be careful, Sarah." I look at my car and when I look back, he's gone. He has super speed or what?
I try not to think about him, but I can't help but think about how his fingers had felt on my wrist. And how would his lips feel if they were at the place of his fingers?
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two can play that game
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werewolf-pack-system · 3 months
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Seeing the term “host” everywhere is weird. Specifically seeing it to refer to someone as the “real” person and everyone else is just an alter/headmate. Even just seeing it used to refer to the one who identifies most with the body is weird.
I say this as a host myself, though we use it to describe the one who’s fronted the most. I identify with the body, but it just seems so strange to make that a requirement for being considered a host??
Idk. Just struck me
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sarafangirlart · 2 months
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I wish ppl wrote Werewolf packs more like real life wolves, not the incorrect (and painfully cringe and eventually sexualized) alpha/beta dynamics.
Give me a mafia like pack with powerful and intimidating parents who’s children lovingly do their bidding and fuck shit up, give me older siblings taking care of their younger siblings, give me parents that are scary af but deeply affectionate toward each other and their children.
Write better basically.
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agoraphxnics · 7 months
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Back From the Undead (Werewolf Pack x Dying!Vampire!F!Reader
October gets me feeling spooky (that's a lie, I'm a monsterfvcker 24/7), so I was thinking of smol weak!vampire!reader on her own when a pack of werewolves come across her half dead on the forest floor. Her sire abandoned her after realizing she was too weak to hunt for herself. As the wolves approach, she whimpers slightly but accepts her fate, closing her eyes in anticipation. A wet snout presses to her face, sniffing all over, until it growls, pushing its head under her body to roll her onto her back.
Some grunts are shared throughout the group until crackling is heard from the one who nosed her. All of a sudden, arms are lifting her into a broad chest, and she is carried back to their den. She finally opens her heavy eyes when her body meets soft furs arranged on a cave floor. The humanoid form of the werewolf is tall and muscular, and his face is rather handsome in a rugged way. He stares back at her, curious and calculating. More cracks and snaps are heard in the background, and the other four werewolves turn humanoid as well.
She wants to ask what they're going to do to her, but she's too far gone at this point to speak. One of them goes to a cabinet and fishes out some vials and tinctures and starts mixing up a concoction. The one before her runs his claws through her hair, a low rumbling emitting from his throat.
The others soon join them, the one with a vial of ambiguous liquid pressing it to her lips. "It will ease the pain," he explains. She complies, opening her mouth to allow the fluid to pass through. Once she swallows, the first one bites into his arm.
On reflex, her eyes dilate, and her mouth waters. She lets out a quiet mewl but remains still. He puts his now-bleeding arm to her mouth, cooing that it's okay, that she won't hurt him. Hesitantly, she lifts her head to suck, and all rationality goes out the window. What little trace of humanity remaining in her psyche flees as the animal desires for hunger. Her teeth latch onto the arm, preventing him from leaving.
It's been so long since she's had blood, and now that she has it, the beast wants more. She suckles and suckles without care, only focusing on surviving. It's not until the werewolf pulls away that she realizes just how truly weak she is. Her arms reflexively go to pull him back, but not moving them for weeks has rendered them atrophied.
She allows her head relax, resting back into the palm of the wolf. Closing her eyes, she lets out a deep breath, relishing in the blood revitalizing her being. "Thank you..." she whispers out, though they all hear her.
"You'll be safe here," one of them says, laying a large fur over her body. "We'll make sure of it."
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adarkrainbow · 14 days
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Hey, have you heard about the Spiderwick Chronicles show?
Only like a few weeks ago X) There was like zero publicity or announcement for it that came across my screen.
It is like the Loup-garous Netflix show (Loup-garou de Thiercelieux, in English they translated it as the Werewolf Pack or something). This was a show everybody was hyped about in France and talked about, it was supposed to be one of those big Netflix France thing... And when I finally learn the whole thing is done and ready to go it is by a friggin' American trailer on an English-speaking channel on the English part Youtube...
Anyway so yes, I vaguely heard of the fact they are making a show and I hope it will be good!
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kpopwerewolf · 4 months
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I wish the body could shapeshift 😔
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carnivorousyandeere · 2 months
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Curious with the pack dynamic, what if darling got pregnant? Would they try to figure out which one sired the pregnancy, or is it more communal still?
Cause like, either way can you imagine the instincts on high alert? Every time they have to go into town to see the doctor to check on the pregnancy and someone gets too close, having to hide a body lmao
Thank you for the ask, this one is delicious… will add this to the list of things to expand on in the future 😩
CW: pregnancy (not detailed), reader’s gender/sex/genitalia not mentioned in any depth, mentions of A/B/O and implied mpreg though, mentions of medical visits but not super detailed either
But it’s really kind of a combination— they’re extremely communal during the pregnancy itself, and try to continue to be after the baby is born… although if the kid comes out looking very strongly like one of them, whoever it is will probably be a lil smug about it… the others figure they’ll just have to “try harder” in the future 😏. They get over it pretty quickly though, going back to their more communal nature as a pack and polycule.
During Darling’s pregnancy though… imagine how gentle and sweet they all are with you, working together to keep you from straining yourself at any point… and the fact that they ALL know before you do, because they can smell it. You won’t even know you’re pregnant, when they start treating you so delicately all of a sudden! Bringing you your favorite foods, insisting you don’t do anything strenuous around the lodge, cuddling and nuzzling you whenever they can.
And yes, they do all hate the nurses and doctors having to run tests on you, getting to place their hands on your belly… all the werewolves are either crowded around you anxiously, or pacing restlessly in the hallway when you fuss at them for some privacy. Word is sure to get around and cause quite a stir amongst the townfolk.
All of the werewolves (except Hunter) would be fine getting impregnated by their Darling too (even if might have to be via magic or like… A/B/O shenanigans). If Darling is the one doing the fertilizing, so to speak, Hunter does start to feel forlorn and a little guilty that he can’t stomach the thought of bottoming, or being pregnant at all. The idea is just unbearable, no matter how much he wishes he could push through for you… ❤️‍🩹
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fanfictionroxs · 9 months
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I left poor Seth out, but I wanted this to be just a romantic BlackWater thing 😌
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moonstalkerwerewolf · 2 years
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Awooootober 20: Misfit
Not fun to not be a lone werewolf and not have a pack to fit into, especially against others.
I failed again at correcting my wonky sleep patterns to finally be on time for #WerewolfWednesday  with this entry! Artwork and character © @moonstalkerwerewolf.Please DO NOT repost or remove the source and comments!
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mercheswan · 2 years
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Stiles is a young archaeologist. He loves his job he loves to learn about new cultures and their traditions and believes through the art and relics he finds in the excavations.
He was currently doing an excavation in South America when his entire life changed. Stiles found an old relic of a wolf, old and very well conserved. But the thing was that there are no real wolves in South America, it was not their habitat so how could some ancient civilisation had that perfectly carved sculpture.
The discovery was huge and Stiles was surely going to get the recognition he had always wanted. That was until the naked man stole his sculpture. In Stiles’s defence, no one had prepared him for something like that, what should you do when a very muscular, hot and man comes into your room (that sounded like everyone’s fantasy dream, and who was Stiles kidding, himself too) and steals your discovery.
“I’m sorry about this, but I really need that sculpture. Don’t take it personal. You’re very cute and you smell very nicely, I don’t want to hurt you so don’t cause a scene”
That was what the naked man said. But Stiles did take it personal. He was going to get his wolf relic back. The detectives told Stiles that they found nothing that could lead them to the thief. But when the naked man left trough the window, Stiles saw petals from a flower. The investigators did not think they were important, but Stiles knew that flower. It was very rare, it only grew in some mountains in South America. So Stiles decided to go and investigate on his own. A terrible idea, he knew, but he needed to know why would someone steal from him, it wasn’t like the wolf sculpture was that valuable in the back market or anything, and it looked as if the man had been wanting the sculpture back for some external reason.
So Stiles went to the mountains to try and find a camp of some kind of criminal organization dedicated to contraband. Instead he found a wolf as big as a bear. A wolf who pretty much wanted to eat him. What he was not expecting was for another wolf to come and save him. And what made him think that he had perhaps inhaled some kind of drugs was the fact that the wolf turned into the hot naked man. After that Stiles was pretty sure he fainted.
He woke up in a small house made of wood and rocks. At least he was alive. “Hey” Maybe not for long. Stiles faced the voice. The hot naked man (maybe he should find another name for him…) was observing him front he other aide of the room. Fortunately (or unfortunately) he was wearing clothes.
“Okay, who the hell are you! And where is my sculpture! And what kind of drug did you give me last night!?” Stiles pressed.
The boy only smirked more. “You woke up with a lot of energy.” He chuckled. “I’m surprised you managed to follow me here. What do you remember from last night, exactly..?”
“I want my sculpture back!” Stiles repeated.
“Can’t do, sorry. That belongs to the Pack” Not Naked man said.
Pack? That word was used with animals. Canines to me more precise. Like Wolves. Stiles glared at the boy with a serious expression. “What are you?”
He grinned predatorily. “Finally the right question and one I can answer. Follow me.” Stiles followed the boy out of the house.
He had to be dreaming. He was probably dead and this was some type of after life experience. Stiles was on top of a mountain. Surrounded by buildings. But Stiles had been into many excavations to know how an ancient civilization looked like. The architecture, the geolocation, the terrains for agriculture. It was as of Stiles had traveled back in time.
“You’re an archeologist, right? You’re probably having some kind of orgasm. Don’t worry, I know it looks ancient, but the majority of us know about new technologies and stuff. It’s just that theres no móviles reception here or electricity. Then again we don’t usually turn in here” The boy explained.
Turn into what? Stiles mentally questioned. Then out of nowhere Wolves began appearing surrounding him. Stiles glared at he boy. So last night had not been a weird dream. “Werewolves! You are Werewolves. Holy Shit, Werewolves exist!” Stiles laughed maniacally. “This is so awesome!”
Stokes saw some go the werewolves turn into humans. Others glared at him with suspicious. One of them came closer growling to Stiles. To the Stilinski surprise, his friend’s eyes glowed blue and growled at the wolf back who in the end left.
“So… let me guess. If I leave your side. I’ll get killed?” Stiles asked. Everything was crazy but he was going to roll with the craziness for the moment.
“Pretty much. I’m Theo, by the way” Theo. Hot naked man. Finally introduced himself.
“Stiles”
“I know” Theo smirked. Stiles was not going to blush.
After that, Theo introduced him to the Alpha. Stiles was pretty sure that he was some kind of prisoner, but they were treating him nicely so it was weird and Stiles wanted to learn more. He wanted to learn more about the hidden Werewolf civilization. So he stayed and little by little he began knowing the other Pack members.
Theo never left his side. He sometimes saw other Werewolves look at him threateningly, but one look from Theo and the souls always leave. Stiles didn’t know how strong Theo actually was, but he learned that he was usually sent to clean the messes, and the possible treats to their secret existence, like the Wolf sculpture that Stiles found.
Stiles will have to earn their trust, so he would be allowed to leave. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to come back again, but his father was probably worried. In truth, the Stilinski never understood why the wolves didn’t kill him when they got the chance. It would have been safer for them to eliminate Stiles.
“They couldn’t.” Theo told him when he voiced his thoughts.
“What do you mean?” Stiles asked.
Theo met eyes with him. “What do you know about Wolves and their relationships”
“You mean, like with the Pack? The follow the Alpha” Stiles said. It worked the same here, Talía was the boss.
“Yes, but what about the mating relationship” Theo said.
“Oh. They mate for life, right? The mate is very important I think” Stiles responded.
Theo smiled sweetly. “Exactly. It’s a sacred bond. If you dared to touch another one’s mate, it means war”
Theo moved to stay in front of Stiles. This last weeks Stiles’s attraction for the blue eyes Werewolf only increased for Stiles. He was incredibly hot and for some reason Stiles loved when he would act possessively and protective with him. A little voice in back of Stiles’s mind was trying to tell him something. Realization came to Stiles and the shock must have been seen in his face as Theo smirked at the human.
“Theo… what… you.. me… are we?”
“It took you long to realize” Theo grinned before joining the lips in a deep kiss.
Stiles was apparently going to stay with the Wolves for a little while.
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darkphoenix180 · 2 months
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Redo of round 12 if the Teen Wolf character poll because they tied.
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