Big Bad Wolf [ ☠ ]

#[ Keeps ]#[ This turned out so well! ]#[ look at these god dang creatures ]

You can't threaten me with a good time. It's not fully complete yet, but I can finish it later. @banditborn Love your grumpy dirty werewolf and you <3

d3adhanded

Komano Monato From zzz

──ཐི ྐ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! )ཋྀ ྐ─•── ❛❛ If anyone's the masochist, it's YOU. You're basically shoving your large beer can into a much smaller pringles tube. ❜❜ Words trailing off with a giggle. With the proper protection against the sun, heels playfully skipped && clicked against the ground && out the door with eager enthusiasm for their little adventure out among the dynamic mix of medieval alleys && bustling modern thoroughfares of England.

Umbrella in one hand && casually pressed against his shoulder, he snuggles closer to Bandit's side when the opportunity is offered. Gleefully && mischievously placing his free hand in the back pocket of the Alpha's pants to hold him.

Curiosity is captured in his mind as to where they're going, but he tries to keep his focus on the conversation at hand instead of repeatedly asking.

❛❛ You're trying to spoil me ! ˎˊ˗ What did I do? ❜❜ A fake complaint with a bat-like squeak of joy ;; cheeks so pink he looks as if he applied a thick layer of blush this morning. ❛❛ TREATING ME TO DINNER AND A SHOW of your beautiful muscles ! ˎˊ˗ I must have been very good ♡ and here I was going to say I was hoping to bite you for dinner ~ ♡⃛ ❜❜

The majority of the time, Crimson orbs stay locked onto the extremely handsome countenance, but they curiously shift to the building once they realize the wolf is paying attention to it.

❛❛ If you need drugs... I could have gotten them for you... ❜❜ He couldn't help but make the remark that it looks like a drug den, despite knowing drugs aren't typically among Bandit's vices, even in spite of the vampire trying to get him to smoke marijuana from time to time. ❛❛ Unless... we're actually here to buy organs... ❜❜ ──ཀ♡ཀﮩ٨ـ 𖦤 ̊ ̟ ⊱༒︎

#babiibats #[ V: WereWolf ]#[ a date on the black market ]

"Spoil you? We're just going out together. You already consider that spoiling?" He smirked, looking at the smaller vampire pressed against him. The feeling of Aluin's cold skin against his was always welcomed. It was a warm summer evening, so the wolf had to deal with the heat somehow. Maybe he'd get Aluin to go skinny dipping with him...

"You know I don't mind but maybe not in public." The old wolf mused as he gave the door before them a knock. A rather odd thing to do when approaching a place like this. But one of the wooden bars actually came lose and a pair of cat like eyes peered through, looking at the two of them. Then they shifted to Bandit.

"Password?" The feline purred only for Bandit to look annoyed. "Shut up and let me in already, you know why I'm here."

The man behind the door chuckled before opening it and then returning back to his spot beside the door, looking at his phone. He looked human but had certain feline characterstics.

Bandit motioned for Aluin to follow him towards another door that lead to a basement and down there were just four concrete walls. On one wall, was something like a magic circle scribbled on the grey stone.

"You know I don't do drugs. I just need to pick up some stuff we can't get at the grocery store." Reaching out, he drew a few lines along the circle before it began to glow, revealing a portal that lead into something one could only describe as a supernatural black market.

"Not like you can buy any werewolf medicine at the pet isle." He stepped through, gently pulling the vampire with him as they seemed to end up in a completely different place.

"--And before you say it, dog medicine doesn't work."

of-elitiism

@banditborn [ uh-oh ]

When his phone rings and he sees the name pop up, Achim feels his blood run coldnin his veins. Behind his messy bangs his eyebrow twitches and he wonders if he's gonna survive this. Probably not, but nice of Bandit to call and announce that he's gonna kill him and not taking him by surprise.

With a deep breath he answers. "..H-Hi, Bandi-- ugh.. Sir," shit, did his voice just crack? What is he a teenager?! "Uhm, how ya been? ...s-sir?"

#ofelitiism #[ V: WereWolf ]

"Did you call Chika fat?"

Straight to the point. No hello, no nothing. The way Achim had responded told Bandit everything. He might not act like it, but he was very perceptive. Wolves simply picked up on body language and the sound of one's voice better than some other animals did.

That's why Bandit made sure to put on his dad voice. The one that made his voice go flat and sound just a little bit disappointed or angry. No one could really tell which.

#[ V: WereWolf ]#[ saved. ]#[ stop its already fucking sweltering ]

.༺𓆩. ཐི﴾ Send (･.◤) ﴿ཋྀ‏ 𓆪༻. for your muse to walk in on mine "practice onanism"

︶꒷꒦۵ ˚ ╯ ׅ 𝄂𝄚𝅦𝄚𝄞𝅄‧₊♡ @banditborn ♡ ₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ (･.◤)

──ཐི ྐ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! )ཋྀ ྐ─•── When the werewolf is away at work or dealing with his werewolf pack matters, Aluin likes to take it upon himself to clean their shared living space ──ཀཀ rubbish in the form of empty alcohol containers usually piled up even just from the evening before ──ཀཀ but when it came to changing the bedding...

︶ ꒷꒦˚ ╯˚ ࣭⚝ ⭑ ꒷꒦︶ ๋ ⊱༒︎ ❝ If my memory serves me right, he's been put in danger by YOUR very own hands. Tisk, petit imbécile... Can't keep calling yourself an innocent man when you too are covered in BLOOD. ❞ An arrogant scoff as he stumbles his way through the streets looking for some poor unsuspecting soul.

Alucard is usually a thing of elegance even when hunting using sex && beauty to lure ──ཀཀཀ yet starving, he's unable to think clearly ──ཀཀཀ it didn't matter gender nor age ──ཀཀཀ he's a feral animal OF ENDLESS HUNGER ──ཀཀཀ thus, he grabbed indiscriminately && forced their mouth shut with his pale hand so they are unable to SCREAM while leaning down to graze protruding fangs closer to neck && delicious pulse.

WRONG PLACE, WRONG TIME FOR THIS INNOCENT.

❝ Ne sois pas stupide. NO ONE could be "SCARED" of Aluin... part of what makes him a failure... It's more like MY ALUIN would be in the way... Do you think that WEAK BOY can watch as you're about to ──ཀཀཀ watch someone else take a life? Watch you kill for me, the father he hates? He's so sensitive. ❞ Final words before digging fangs into his prey's neck ; vicious && animalistic with no mercy.

A way to prove his point and get under the wolf's skin. ALUCARD IS GOING TO FORCE BANDIT TO WATCH HIM DRAIN THIS PERSON.

#babiibats #[ V: WereWolf ]

He felt stupid following this idiot stumbling through the street like a meth addict trying to get his fix. Yet there wasn't much he could do about it and arguing with this man felt like talking to a wall. It had barely been an hour and he already had more than enough. How did Aluin deal with this shit for so many years?

"You can stop trying to guilt trip me, I'm past that." Again with the manipulation. The wolf was sure it worked wonders on most people that interacted with Alucard but when you knew you were talking to an absolute piece of shit - you didn't really care much what said piece of shit called you.

And when Alucard finally found his fix, did Bandit lean against the wall, lighting himself another cigarette. He had stopped hurting innocent people a long time ago, but that did not mean that he was some kinda hero who protected the city. He was just trying to make it through life without racking up an even higher bodycount of people who did not deserve it.

So did this bother him? Sure, it did. But it bothered him as much as a deer being shot by a hunter. Eat or get eaten. It was cruel, but that's how nature worked. Even if Alucard was far from natural and did not deserve a spot in the food chain.

"He could handle it. You give him way too little credit considering you need dirty tricks the moment you're facing off against someone on your level." He inhaled, then exhaled a cloud of smoke. His gaze turned from the sight as he watched the street.

papertrlck

aulerean

everyone always says wherewolf, but nobody ever asks how wolf...

solmc13

I was so happy this morning... 🥺🥺🥺

ཐི ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏ ᵧₒᵤ! ) ཋྀ ︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ⊱༒︎ There was so much he wanted to complain about, but there's plenty of time to do that when following Bandit around like a little lost chick. Thus, he hugs him tightly && adresses the ONE PART OF the statement he couldn't let go ; the part of the statement that genuinely made him blush. Words && eyes innocent like a kitten.

❝ How could I knot? And It's not nice to howl at people for being size queens. ❞ It was the perfect setup && he could not let Bandit get away with the last word, not when so openly teased. Freeing the wolf from his grip, the gothic heels carry him away to grab his coat && bag in hopes of no retaliation.

After all, Aluin is more than happy to run chores ──ཀཀ even in the daytime as long as he has his umbrella && a strong arm to hold onto to keep his dizzy weak ass from falling over on the concrete.

❝ Okay, BIG MAN, are we picking things up... or are we PICKING THINGS UP? ! ˎˊ˗ ❞ Even Aluin wasn't completely sure what he meant by that, but he liked to joke around with how vague it sounded. ❝ Honestly, though, if this actually involves carrying things, I'm probably just going to end up watching you... Your muscles look better sweaty than mine. ❞

#babiibats #( Aluin would get swarmed by tik tokers )#[ V: WereWolf ]#( Bandit has to fight social media itself to get him back )

Grabbing his stuff, he watched Aluin move to grab the umbrella. People usually stopped and stared, not because they found it weird. But because the bat looked like a model. So Bandit assumed that they were going to take a few breaks cause people would ask for pictures with the bat. Not like he could blame them.

"Being a size queen and being a masochist are two different things. Though they might just both apply to you." He replied with a witty smirk on his grizzled features.

Walking over, he held the door for Aluin then followed him outside where Bandit lead the way down the alley.

"If you're asking me whether you have to carry stuff, don't worry. I'll do the carrying. You can just walk beside me and look pretty." Putting an arm around Aluin, Bandit bared his fangs as he smirked down at the bat.

"Did you have dinner yet? We could grab a bite on our way back." He looked at his watch, then ahead where they were heading for a small shop that was nuzzled between two bigger buildings. The kind of place you'd pass by because it looked almost abandoned.

“H-HEY What are you—“ before she can protest further, the huntress has been slung over Bandit’s shoulder. There’s a small stubborn huff as she tries to look at him.

“I hardly think this is necessary…I can still walk.”

"Don't care. You're not hiding that limp from me, I saw you get hurt and I can smell the blood. Just for once try to rely on me a little, would you? It doesn't make you look any weaker." Despite the awkward way he was holding her, he was very gentle and making sure not to put any pressure on her leg.

#[ ask ]#demon-slayer-kaiden #[ V: WereWolf ]

"Bandit, if you and the boys bring home any more boars we're going to have to invest in a smokehouse."

"They had been breeding like crazy so we were hunting more than usual... A smoke house doesn't sound too bad though. We still got some space beside the shed." Now she gave him an idea he simply couldn't shake.

#[ ask ]#driftingjazzbard #[ V: WereWolf ]

jagalart

Colter