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nereevio · 3 days
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What if?
an angsty 'what if for today 🔊
The first night after the failed events of The Quarry, Ryan found Dylan sitting alone by the lake. Dylan, who still had both hands, whose bite was healing, and who remained infected. And he felt guilty for what he'd done. He could never fault Ryan for his moral compass, but only himself, for loosing control.
But Ryan knew he was to blame. It wasn't Dylans fault, after all, he'd told him to cut his hand off. If Ryan had just done it, none of this would have happened. If he’d just listened, they would be alright.. right?
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kayamark · 1 year
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Wolf pack (2023)
Ep 1
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edhelsims · 2 years
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this lil pup just got a bit bigger.
daisy started developing a condition not so soon after we brought her home called vitiligo: skin that loses its pigment the doctor assured us she is fine but just to always carry sunscreen & that it may become more prominent as she ages. such a unique little flower..
also just wanted to put it out there that when i aged her up to a toddler, the game automatically out vitiligo on her, i was just going to give her some moles  🤣
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wr1t3w1tm3 · 6 months
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Live Editing SEAWOLF - Chapter 2 - Part 3(?)
IDK which part this is at this point.
Still a new plot line for the first chapter. But I think I can start reincorporating elements from the original first and second chapters now.
Begins How to Train You Dragons parody scene.
Looks up how big wolves get in the wild.
My subspecies thing may get scrapped because Mexican wolves are smaller than grey wolves... which aren't the dominant but more or less the catch all so...
Dammit. Phoenix throwing a wrench into everything.
Ended up finishing it. I wanted to focus much more on the mental aspect and the toll all the secret keeping, and weird shit takes on her. And also, how it strains the family dynamic but that's coming up.
I remember in the OG fic that Theresa's issues with the wolves came out of nowhere in the middle because she even works easily with a recently bitten "baby" werewolf, but then everything just swings in the middle of the book. I'm trying to plant those seeds now, so while we still see her interact with wolves, she's much more hesitant. I want to sort of show that her snap starts gradual, but then there is a straw that breaks the camel's back.
I'm also changing the size of the wolves a bit - making them more human comparable. Like, adult male grey wolves only get to be like... 100 pounds and maybe six foot long. So, I did some tweaking and they're essentially bigger than normal wolves. Like even though Mav's nearly a foot shorter than Rooster, he's not all that much smaller as a wolf.
TLDR: started showing Theresa's trauma earlier, made the wolves bigger. Little bit of a fluff added as well.
Pages: 9 full.
Word count: 2,687.
Total pages: 19
Total word count: 5,554.
I'll put up the chapter sometime tomorrow after I give it a once over.
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lemndrps · 1 year
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Sunday Snippet
thank you @leogichidaa for the tag <3
As the black of night descended, as the moon swelled in the sky, Remus’ ears pricked at the distant howls. The liquor had muddled his mind, his vigilance slipping through slender fingers, before everything turned dark.
What in the ever-loving fuck had happened last night?
Remus racked his brain, desperate to remember.
His t-shirt was now clinging to sweat slick skin. He tried to peel it away, though the fabric pulled at his side, throbbing as if he’d pressed down upon an open wound. Remus ran his fingers down the side of his body, stilling just above his left hip. 
The flesh there was hot to the touch, thick and swollen and filled with pus. Something was terribly wrong.
Remus peered into the mirror, his jagged reflection staring back at him. His eyes were bloodshot—burning red like the embers of a dying flame. The corners crinkling, deep brooding bags hanging beneath. He was the picture of poor health, exhaustion plaguing his face. 
His sights drifted as he pulled at his shirt, further exposing the site of his pain. His flesh was mangled, bite marks embedding the wound as if teeth had torn into skin. 
Face flushing with heat, vision blurring around its edges, Remus felt as if his body was floating thick through the air. He shifted forward, strong hands steadying himself against the sink, fingers gripping so tightly that his knuckles turned white. 
Remus’ mind began to slip, plunging him toward an abysmal rumination. 
Werewolf attack in Wales…
Flashes of sharp teeth and matted fur flooded his brain. 
Sticky blood. 
Sweltering pain.
Remus’ heart plummeted from his chest, his gut twisting and bending around itself. This could not possibly be. He'd be completely and utterly fucked.
With grit teeth, Remus took one last look in the mirror before throttling his fist forward, cracking his sickly reflection. 
It couldn’t be. He wouldn’t accept it.
He was a wizard not some filthy, half-breed, beast.
tagging: @crying-lightningx @fruity-individual @maybebabyplease @fiendishfyre @sezzabean 
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solemilyswear · 1 year
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When Remus inevitably wakes up, panting, with a phantom pain in his hip, he envies that boy in the dream. The one who smiled and laughed without restraint. The one who’s parents smiled and wished him goodnight without regret, fear, or pity in their eyes. He envies the boy who doesn’t know that the dream is a nightmare, that the joy will end in pain. A boy that doesn’t know a world where it’s not worth it to go out into the cold to say goodnight to the stars.
-excerpt from my fic Before the Line on ao3
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lovesickdeadsims · 2 years
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Oh no, it’s Greg! RUN?
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collinsportmaine · 9 months
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What if?
Harry Potter had been accidentally bitten by Professor Lupin?!?
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sorry for biting you as affection it will happen again
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werecreature-addicted · 3 months
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idk what's gotten into me lately but I just want to pin a runt of the litter werewolf down on the ground and toy with him until he's a whimpering cum drunk mess.
I'm obsessed with the idea of a monster boy who's the smallest of his pack and is used to getting shoved around and manhandled, but he's not used to being wanted. Not used to that roughness being a form of pleasure and he certainly isn't used to getting hard when he gets his hair pulled.
He's supposed to be a scary, big, tough monster, but here he is keening like a bitch in heat, begging to be touched all for some puny human who's a foot shorter than him. Small by werewolf standards is still pretty big after all. But being a bitch bottom who gets off on being bullied? that ride has no height requirements, baby
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edhelsims · 1 year
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now i understand the chewing on toy era
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wr1t3w1tm3 · 6 months
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Live Editing SEAWOLF - Chapter 2
So this is all new territory for the most part. There'll be some overlap with Chapter 2 from the original work, but what I'm "editing" now is essentially just rewriting.
The post-it notes are a thing I got into IRL going into this semester, because I like to color code my pen, highlighter, pencil, and post-its going to classes every day. Makes everything slightly more bearable. Any who, I basically have a surplus of lime green and classic sticky-notes that I can never use.
Ring doorbell comes from some people down the hall in my dorm. They have a ring doorbell mounted next to their door so they can see who's trying to get in without getting up and going to the peep hole. It's kinda genius.
Google searches 'what kinda shirts to bougie middle to upper middle class white men wear?' goes to images 'oh. button ups'.
Me trying not to make this too long but also living for this tension between Iceman and Theresa? Like bruh, this dude could be intimidating and this is perfect to bring that out. He's COMPACFLT for a damn reason.
To the Perry the Platypus theme song: Tension, tension, tension, trying to build tension, without being bulky. Tension!
Trying to keep dialogue distinct but also cohesive between these characters is... interesting.
God I hope the dialogue is cohesive and makes sense for the characters.
Google searches: Airports in Wyoming. Airports in Alaska. Dirt airstrips in Alaska. Wolf Population Alaska. Images. Alaska national parks. Near islands. Opens website. New tab. Denali national park location. Images. Back. Nearest airport to Denali national park. Nearest airstrips to denali national park. Opens website. New Tab. Healy River Airport to Inyokern airport. Finally finds a flight calculator. Screenshots. (It's 5 hrs and 9 min flight time, but Sliders gotta drive to the airport from his homestead/home so it'll be a bit longer.)
Pages written: 4 plus like a 5th of a 5th page.
Words written: 1,237.
Total words in the rewrite: 4,104 (I made a couple little edits to chapter 1 as well).
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notkitten · 6 months
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werewolf gf leaving you with a necklace of mating bites, bruised deep dappled purples and yellows -- she won't let you cover it up, says that you have to meet other humans eyes as they whisper about you, (as they murmur about what a wanton thing you must be) and you feel the hot embarrassment shooting through your veins
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solemilyswear · 1 year
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A series of songfics all in the same universe, a canon compliant depiction of the marauders (+ co)'s lives at Hogwarts and into the war. Eventual wolfstar, jily and dorlene with some solid black brothers content, but again, it is canon compliant...
I expect this series in total to be 200k+, with each part 1-5 chapters and ranging in 1-10k
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lovesickdeadsims · 2 years
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Samantha doing the best for the pack. Spreading the wolves!
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batfleshh · 8 months
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Ok this is weird but what abt a ghost with a werewolf reader who’s a brat and he tames them,,,🧎‍♂️
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Tamed
Ghost X M!Reader
Warnings: Werewolf reader, hints of (?) brat taming, restraints, bottom reader, yall some dirty bastards, reader is called ‘pup’ like once so sorry if some of y’all ain’t into that
Hunger.
Wanting Ghost was like a hunger, a starvation that could only be fed with his attention. Being needy for him throughout your cycles, the animal inside you awakening and demanding any form of attention from him. When you first joined the task force, you were quiet, shut off, just like he seemed to be.
But when he saw you one night, running around, wild and free, growling and yapping at everything, he took an interest in you. When he saw you the next day, tired and worn out from “sleeping” all night, he just stared at you, barely snapping out of his stare when you gave him a slightly uncomfortable look.
When you both began to talk and grow closer, you told him about everything (without knowing he already knew), and that strengthened your relationship further. After a few months of dating, he got used to your way of living, the previously unknown lifestyle of yours becoming almost like routine.
Simon was aware of your upcoming transition soon, memorizing the timing of them for as long as you’ve been together. On this particular night, you seemed to be more bratty the day before, the attitude slowly bleeding into the next day. You gave him sass, gave him half assed answers to his questions, and were overall being a little shit. He wanted to ask you why you were acting that way, but he wasn’t about to give in to your ways. He would just stare at you, the smallest hint of disappointment settled in his eyes.
So, when your transformation finally rolled around, he made quick work of getting you tied down. Bound to the bed. You tossed and turned, struggling against the restraints as growls of desperation left you. Ghost watched with cold eyes, waiting for you to stop your struggling.
After a few minutes, you finally stop, chest heaving for air as you stared at him with annoyance. That didn’t last long though, because he didn’t waste time shedding off his clothes, tossing his shirt elsewhere in the room and unbuckling his belt. You stared at him with curiosity, watching his every move and not taking your eyes off of his hands. He began to get you ready for his cock, moving between your open legs and grabbing at your waist.
“Gonna take my cock like a good pup, yea?,” he asked teasingly, pushing himself into you as you whimper. Simon hated brats, but he would fix you up to be his good boy again, and all he needed was this night.
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quick a/n: I’m sorry if this is kinda short and lowkey sucks, I really didn’t know how to write this topic, but I’m still open to writing stuff like this in the future!! I may even rewrite it later on.
Again, sorry if this isn’t what ya hope for <3
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