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“H-hey I wouldn’t hang around right now..I’m..I’m feelin’ really sick.” His eyes were caved in, he was limping, the pull of the full moon that was coming up in a few days was hurting his body so badly. His skin even more pale, he just stays warm under his blanket.
“Really? Could have fooled me.” Lavender deadpans while tossing a gummy into her mouth. “You don’t deal with the transition very well,” she notes before sitting down beside him. It always fascinated to her to see how other wolves were in the days before the moon came.
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┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄ “ She is a wolf in human skin, always howling at the unseen moon. More comfortable with paws and fur and more fierce. She is not the lovesick girl you once knew. She is nature, she is magic, she is a force to be reckoned with. ”
make me chose; fuckslexie asked
elenas face or boob porn
There were girls who would tear you apart with their lips.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night (via shrinemaidens)
┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄ “ She is a wolf in human skin, always howling at the unseen moon. More comfortable with paws and fur and more fierce. She is not the lovesick girl you once knew. She is nature, she is magic, she is a force to be reckoned with. ”
I’ve lost so many people. Some I left on purpose and never looked back. Some were taken from me, and I never said goodbye.
Ann Aguirre, Grimspace (via sleeperxgent)
Matt woke up gasping, the sound of a howl in his ears. He tried to focus, taking catalog of everything around him. No one was in the apartment, he hadn’t been broken into, so why did something feel so -
No one was in the apartment. No one.
He leaped out of the bed, putting on the suit and running out the door. He paused in the hallway, head tilted as he tried to hear over the sound of his own heart beat. He could smell her but something was off - it was that same hint of wolf that pervaded every movement she made but it was so much stronger. Matt ran down the stairs of his flat and out into the night, panting before he even had the chance to fight.
She could smell him before she saw him but Lavender knew she couldn’t afford to hide away right now. To suppress the wolf ripping out of her now. Even though she wasn’t fully changed, she knew that she was enough to fight. And to be noticeably different.
Though the hunters were wild and cruel, they had one single rule that they would live and die by. No harming a human. Of course she wondering if that rule would go out the window if that human was protecting a wolf.
“Go inside, Matt, you have to get away,” she growl just before one of the pair of hunters bashes something heavy into her side.
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Lavender wanted to scream as she left. Wanted to let the world know that she was tired and she was hurting, and she was damn tired of hurting. Life as a wolf had never been easy, and then it finally was and she didn’t get to keep it. She’d lived through war, seeing everyone she loved dead, having her world ripped to shreds. Maybe she just wasn’t meant to be happy. There was no escape for her, so she wouldn’t try anymore.
As soon as she left the building she could smell them. Their violence and hate rolling off in waves. But they were too close, this couldn’t happen now, not here. So she kept walking and...they were right fuckers. Pulling her back so she had no choice but to fight. With claws extended and eyes glowing, Lavender lets out a mournful howl.
He could hear the resignation in her voice and he reached out, fingers curling around her elbow, light enough to be broken. “Please, Lavender,” he said gently. “I mean it.”
Lavender doesn’t want to lie to him again. Pulling her arms from his hold but quickly slips her hand into his. “Goodbye, Matt.”