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Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.
I get so much Hucklerobby all over my dash and never any Rabbot!!!! Where is the old man yaoi and why is it being kept from me?????
๐ง original story in construction ๐ง 18+ MDNI
werewolf x human, nwlnw, transmasc character
monsterfucking, meet-awkward, animal learns human world, fluff, miscommunication, possessive behavior, major character injury, angst with comfort
There was something familiar about the trees, the way they stood high and sturdy in the soft wind. It held power and dominion over the forest--without them it would simply cease to exist. They were like a wall around reality, allowing you to enter and get lost in a place where time has no meaning; life itself is lived in the moment, and every action is made with instinct. The wind moves smoothly through Casin's dusky coat, the speckles of red ever so slightly catching the glint of the sunlight looking like stars in the night sky.
A hop over a fallen tree, crossing the small river, wet paws and all--despite other wolvesโ general preference of staying bone dry. Casin comes to a slow halt, head tilting up, snout sniffing the air and large ears pointed straight up, listening and waiting for prey. He likes to follow the same path every day, since making this place home he's had success nearly every day--and today would be no different-- the small, light unmistakable steps of food, of prey, of something delicious for lunch. He's quick to begin trotting once more, steps just light enough to be unheard yet moving far quicker than any human ever could.
He swiftly gallops beneath the cover of thick bushes, ears still high and alert of every sound within 10 miles of himself. The prey was close--a deer maybe? a very light deer? Or maybe an extremely large rabbit...โCasin doesn't care as long as it's edible. Right on its tail and close to a delicious meal, an unfamiliar noise catches Casin so off guard, his left paw slips on the grass, and he stumbles right into a tree. He hears the prey quickly scurry away at the loud noise followed by a few gasps and curses, and more importantly, what distracted Cole in the first place.
"What the hell was that?" The deep voice calls out, a noise so foreign to Casin he suddenly feels an unfamiliar lump in his body.
With a soft grunt, he gets back up on four paws and quickly shakes off the pieces of twigs caught in dense fur.
๏ฝกkeep reading for nsfw๏พ+.แฆ(ใโก โแทแทแฆ)
Life as we once knew it would become memories
that keep us alive today
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๐ง original story in construction ๐ง 18+ MDNI
werewolf x human, nwlnw, transmasc character
monsterfucking, meet-awkward, animal learns human world, fluff, miscommunication, possessive behavior, major character injury, angst with comfort
There was something familiar about the trees, the way they stood high and sturdy in the soft wind. It held power and dominion over the forest--without them it would simply cease to exist. They were like a wall around reality, allowing you to enter and get lost in a place where time has no meaning; life itself is lived in the moment, and every action is made with instinct. The wind moves smoothly through Casin's dusky coat, the speckles of red ever so slightly catching the glint of the sunlight looking like stars in the night sky.
A hop over a fallen tree, crossing the small river, wet paws and all--despite other wolvesโ general preference of staying bone dry. Casin comes to a slow halt, head tilting up, snout sniffing the air and large ears pointed straight up, listening and waiting for prey. He likes to follow the same path every day, since making this place home he's had success nearly every day--and today would be no different-- the small, light unmistakable steps of food, of prey, of something delicious for lunch. He's quick to begin trotting once more, steps just light enough to be unheard yet moving far quicker than any human ever could.
He swiftly gallops beneath the cover of thick bushes, ears still high and alert of every sound within 10 miles of himself. The prey was close--a deer maybe? a very light deer? Or maybe an extremely large rabbit...โCasin doesn't care as long as it's edible. Right on its tail and close to a delicious meal, an unfamiliar noise catches Casin so off guard, his left paw slips on the grass, and he stumbles right into a tree. He hears the prey quickly scurry away at the loud noise followed by a few gasps and curses, and more importantly, what distracted Cole in the first place.
"What the hell was that?" The deep voice calls out, a noise so foreign to Casin he suddenly feels an unfamiliar lump in his body.
With a soft grunt, he gets back up on four paws and quickly shakes off the pieces of twigs caught in dense fur.
๏ฝกkeep reading for nsfw๏พ+.แฆ(ใโก โแทแทแฆ)
โI donโt have anything to prove to anybody, which is a lovely place to be.โ
โ Edward Norton
โYou donโt have to be the best at something. You just have to be the most determined.โ
โ Lauren Burns
L. V., excerpts from the afterword
my daily affirmation as an author
predictions are locked in. 2026 is going to be a good one
gentle reminder that youโre still a writer even if you havenโt written in days. or weeks. or months. or if you take a long break and donโt write in years.
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