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Werewolf lover of all kinds, the Werehog being my favorite, Dark Gaia is mydad
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sonic gets isekai'd into a world similar to ours a la sonic x but it happens at night and he's a werehog and ends up getting confused for some freaky wild animal
either he gets shot or ends up being captured and studied by a bunch of scientists or something. or both. both is good
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'M ALIVE AGAIN HOLYYYYYY. This was a request 2-3 months ago by @queenofwerewolves. I don't have the request anymore, but it was something along the lines of Werewolf GR13F3R/Brad x Reader having a picnic? I'm really sorry this took so long to be posted TT So much has been happening on my side that I had to stop writing for a while. I do hope this met the expectations though. Brad is a little, if not more, OOC here so I apologize (it's been a few since I'm on blocktales).
SUMMARY: A nice picnic under the moonlight with GR13FER / Brad Thaniyel. [Werewolf! Brad x Reader]
TW/CW: UHM UHM A BIT OF ANGST? but also fluff?? Brad's a little OOC as I've forgotten how to write him. (time to relearn).
NOTE: Reader is preferred as "You". No gender is mentioned, (if there is, I apologize in advance). I also added in a bit of my own image/depiction of Brad. I HAVEN'T FINISHED CH5, BUUUT I'll still mention it BRIEFLY as I know he was there along w Mayor Thaniyel.
The cool night air of the forest was still, except for the gentle rustle of leaves and the distant, low hum of the wind in the forest of Turitopulis. You sat on a plaid blanket by the lake, smoothing out the wrinkles, surrounded by a spread of sandwiches, snacks, and a whole pack of Witches Brew & Bloxies.
It was a perfect night for a picnic. If a little unconventional.
A pair of footsteps made you look up. Emerging from the corner was Brad. Or, well, mostly Brad. Tonight was a full moon, and his usual edgy frame was replaced by a towering, slightly fur-covered werewolf form. His ears twitched, a fluffy tail swished behind him, and his sharp claws gripped a familiar iron crowbar, though he lowered it from his shoulder the moment he saw you.
Even as a creature of the night, some things never changed. He was still wearing his tattered jacket despite the leaves peaking through his arms. A remnant, or after affects per say, from the Venomshank, though his eyes still glowed with that familiar, chaotic energy.
"Y0U ACTUALLY SH0W3D UP," he rumbled, his voice a deep growl that vibrated in his chest. Despite the intimidating sound, he looked entirely caught off guard, yet that didn't stop the smug smile that formed on his face. He crossed his arms, trying to look cool. "I TH0UGHT Y0U W3R3 JUK1NG M3."
"I told you I’d be here," you shrugged with a smile before patting the empty spot on the blanket next to you. "Come sit down before the food gets cold."
Brad huffed, a puff of warm air escape from his nose. He trudged over, feet sinking into the grass, and awkwardly managed to sit cross-legged on the blanket. For a guy who spent all his time trying to act like a ruthless, unbothered guy, he looked incredibly flustered. His tail gave a faint, involuntary thump against the ground.
"TH1S 1S CR1NG3," he muttered, looking away as a dark flush crept under his gray fur. "W3’R3 L1T3RALLY S1TT1NG IN TH3 D1RT L1K3 A COUPL3 0F N00BS."
"It's called a picnic, Brad," you laughed, handing him an opened can of witches brew.
He took it carefully, with a hum before looking away. He took a small drink, trying to hide the growing smile on his lips before his eyes lit up. "TH4NKS F0R C0M1NG, TH0UGH."
As the night went on, the awkwardness melted away under the bright, silver glow of the moon. It was often unusual to meet Brad anywhere, save for the part where you use his call card using battles. Other than that, you barely saw the man. At least not until recently with what happened in The Heights involving both Cassie and Telamon.
Brad leaned back on his elbows, looking up at the sky. The moonlight caught the silver tips of his fur, making him look almost peaceful—a rare sight for someone usually so chaotic and ready to fight alongside you.
You leaned in closer, your shoulder brushing against his own. Brad stiffened for a fraction of a second, his ears pinning back in surprise, before he slowly relaxed. With a soft grunt, he adjusted his position to lean onto his right hand as his left arm draped around your shoulders, pulling you against his side. He was incredibly warm, a perfect shield against the chilly night breeze.
"ARE YOU OKAY?" he asked quietly, his usual leetspeak cadence slowing down. He looked down at you, his red eyes searching yours. "W1TH WH4T H4PP3N3D, I M3AN."
You reached up, gently placing a hand on his own around your shoulder, fiddling with the sleeve of his jacket. "Can't really say I made it through uninjured. But I have the Windforce now, and I'm okay." Your fingers flexed, shaking a bit before relaxing.
His tail started thumping against the grass again, much faster this time. He quickly looked away, clearing his throat to try and think of a response.
"WH4T3V3R. Y0U’R3 JU5T LUCKY L1K3 TH4T." he mumbled, his grip tightening just a bit around you, pulling you closer into the warmth. "0TH3RW1S3, 1 W0ULD H4V3 C0M3 4FT3R Y0U AND B34T Y0U MYS3LF."
His statement came off jokingly harsh, but you knew yourself that he would come running in if it meant saving you from harm's way. Afterall, you saved him. You saved his dad. Wouldn't it be unfair and cruel if he can't do the same? the thought of you dying without help just seemed wrong.
He had already succumbed once before, his mind completely overwritten by the toxic malice of the Venomshank. He knew exactly what it felt like to lose the driver's seat of his own body to a single corrupting force. But for you, the stakes were infinitely worse. The lingering remnants of the bubonic plant still echoed in the back of his mind.
If a single sword could break him, he was scared to know what it was like for you dealing against five separate minds vying for control.
Slowly, deliberately, you reached up and shifted your position against his side. His left arm was still draped over your shoulder, heavy and frozen with anxiety. You brought your hand up to meet his, gently sliding your fingers between his until your palm rested firmly against his own.
You squeezed his hand. A silent, grounding anchor in the middle of his internal storm. It was a quiet promise that you weren't going anywhere, and that for right now, you hope it was enough. Your presence beside him was enough. Under the steady glow of the moonlight, you felt the rigid muscles in his arm finally begin to give way, his fingers tightening around yours in a desperate, silent grasp.
A low grumble left his lips, resting his head atop of yours, as you leaned against his chest, listening to the steady, rhythmic thumping of his heart beneath the moonlight.
His worries can wait for another day; right now, he just wanted to tune it all out. The future's going to be messy sure, but your hand was in his right now, and you were still here. And that's all that matters.
He leaned into you a little more, tightened his grip, and decided to just enjoy the moment while it lasted.
i am of the sincere belief that if ur on ur computer a lot you should visually customize it to high hell and back not just for funsies but also because it has literally made me less depressed before. its kind of like how rearranging your bedroom is good for your brain, yknow. i do stuff like this every few months
LIVE WALLPAPER: wallpaper engine. only thing on here that costs any money (its like 5 bucks on steam). im sure theres free alternatives but this one has a lot of presets and stuff so its less hassle and its what i use. might be a bad idea for lower end pcs tho
CUSTOM TASKBAR: retrobar on github (lots of different options)
CUSTOM CURSOR: theres a lot of places to find these, but rw-designer open cursor library is a good place to start
DISCORD: betterdiscord, im using the clearvision v7 theme with a custom background
EXTENSIONS (these are for firefox, might or might not exist on other browsers):
tabliss for the new tab theme
stylus for tumblr -> specifically the 'tumblr - custom dashboard pallette' theme for colors + bg, and this for the pre-twitterifcation layout
enhancer for youtube for custom youtube colors
the browser theme is just one i found on the firefox theme 'store'
[image ID: a comic. panel 1 displays a large, muscular person grabbing the bars of his cell door. (i will call him Muscles.) he says "Hey. Let me in. I am going to hurt you." he bangs at the bars of his door, which is chained shut and has a huge keyhole.
panel 2 has two people watching from the outside of the door. they both hold a key. one has glasses and seems distressed. the other seems neutral. (i will call these Glasses and Newt, accordingly) Muscles points at Glasses and says, "Four eyes like you shouldn't exist. Once this door is unlocked I'm gonna kick your ass. The second this door opens it's over for you."
in panel 3, Glasses is extremely offended while Newt doesn't seem to care. Glasses shouts, "You— You're insane! I need these to see! Why the hell would I let you in when you just threatened me??!? I can't help needing glasses, there's nothing wrong with me!"
in panels 4 and 5, Muscles seems resigned for a moment before directing his attention toward Newt.
in panel 6, Muscles and Newt have a conversation. the speech bubbles cover up Glasses's face, but their body language is distressed. M: "Hey you." N: "Me?" M: "Yea you, with the normal eyes, you hungry?" N: "Starving!" M: "I got a sandwich here." N: "A sandwich?" M: "A big one. Bigges you've ever seen. Right here with me. Normal eyes like you and me deserve all the best sandwiches. Tell you what, you unlock this door for me? I'll share this tremendous sandwich with you. You have perfect vision, you've earned it."
in panel 7, Newt smiles for the first time. they hold up their key and say, "Sounds good." Glasses freaks out in the background and shouts, "WHAT??"
in panel 8, Newt walks past Glasses toward the door. now Glasses is mad and explains, "Are you kidding me?? Didn't you just hear him say what we was gonna do to me?? Do you want to see me get my ass whooped??"
in panel 9, Newt unlocks the door with a smile and a placating gesture. "Don't be dramatic, that would be assault! He obviousl didn't mean it! How I use my key and my relationship with you have got nothing to do with eachother!" Muscles is seen in the cage again, seeming ominous.
in panel 10, Muscles is now leaving the open cage. his face is not visibly but his body is threatening, fist clenched and veiny. Newt seems unconcerned, saying, "Plus I'm just really craving a good sub right now... I hope it's on wheat..."
in panel 11, the one added after the reblog cut, Glasses is seen bloody and unmoving against the ground. their glasses are seen in the foreground, broken. Muscles's hand is coming in from out of frame, with the knuckles also bloody. Newt crouches next to Glasses and says, "We're still cool tho, right?" end ID]
Get enough sleep get enough fiber get enough iron wear sunscreen every moment of every day dont get dehydrated don’t slouch brush perfectly floss too keep your tires full of air get your oil changed check your brakes and alignment get new tires get your yearly inspection get your yearly pelvic exam remember your flu and covid shot research the candidates for district attorney take your recycling to the curb on the right day try to limit red meat, alcohol, ultra processed food, sugar and sitting down don’t use screens before bed exercise constantly you’re not socializing or being touched enough meditate daily make sure your clothes are constantly acceptable wash your hair before there’s even a hint of grease don’t have any unsightly hair anywhere don’t drink foo much coffee or sugary drinks or carbonated drinks or anything with citric acid or your teeth will rot change your sheets every few days and your pillowcases daily and you should be also throwing out your pillows every year or two apparently don’t use any kind of cutting board due to the unique drawbacks of each available kind walk 15 min after every meal don’t eat right after brushing but also don’t brush thirty minutes after eating yet somehow brush your teeth every morning and be on time for work also and make sure you’re weight training and make sure you’re doing everything you can to prevent eventual osteoporosis and arthritis moisturize your skin every day keep your prescriptions filled try to avoid being stressed at all costs because it’s the silent killer prioritize your mental health but don’t let any of these habits slip and don’t lose your important documents and keep the batteries in your carbon monoxide detector fresh and deep clean your fridge often and clean your entire house often and exchange pleasantries with every acquaintance and keep yourself polished and presentable at work and stretch before bed every night and buy new kitchen sponges when they wear out and make sure you have laundry detergent and dish soap and olive oil and only eat healthy fats and make sure you’re doing everything to prevent the skyrocketing rates of colon cancer in young people and soak all your berries so that they actually get clean and wash all your produce and buy organic so you aren’t ingesting four million pesticides and avoid animal products but also eat a lot of lean meat and dairy for the protein and eat 30g of protein at every meal and prioritize whole grains and complex carbohydrates and moderate your sugar intake and replace your toothbrush every six months and your running shows every 90 miles clean your car out often and make sure no one smashes your tail light in the parking lot and keep a printout of your up to date proof of insurance in your glovebox even if you don’t own a printer and put a sizeable portion of each paycheck into retirement portfolio replace your windshield wipers and close your kitchen down every night and eat two servings of dark leafy greens per day and do all of this and still get enough rest so that you’re able to give the 40 hour workweek your all. And if you fail to do any of these things you’re a disgusting failure slob
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