#werewolf!tracer

[shadowkira]

[windyarts-cloud]

Based off of @mizuaoi‘s “Claws that Snatch”, second to last chapter. I hear the next one is going to be a big one!

Enjoy!

“Mercy” by Shawn Mendes

[reypadawanjedi]

Another kink talk??

Commission for @mizuaoi :D 

Go read her story “Claws that Snatch” 

My Art commission INFO HERE

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Sing For Me - Ch. 12

The meal was fantastic, and reminded Emily that even if Lena had needed a bit to get used to cooking meat, her girlfriend was probably more comfortable in the kitchen than she was.

"This is really lovely. Thank you so much for putting it on."

Lena smiled. "My pleasure! Like I said – you had a hard week."

Emily grinned back after finishing a bite of chicken. "I really appreciated the pictures, too. I know I said that already, but I really needed that today."

"I just wanted to cheer you up. Were you able to get things taken care of?"

Emily nodded, and Lena's shoulders sagged with relief, and they ate in silence for a bit, turning over their own thoughts.

"Lena..."

Lena looked up, her eyebrows rising. "Yeah?"

Emily looked over to the kitchen, then back. "There was something I wanted to ask you – almost asked you before, in fact."

Lena put her fork down and sat back. "Oh?"

[reypadawanjedi]

Doggo!Tracer

+ Amélie

sketch dump

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Sing For Me - Ch. 15

After the unexpected afternoon of grooming, Emily had claimed she needed a nap. Amélie's nerves had still been buzzing – just on the border of overstimulated, if she was honest with herself – and she'd decided to find a quiet spot to settle herself, eventually ending up near the shallow river where they'd 'met' on their first moon.  

The casual touches, the laughter, the gentle care they'd both taken in grooming her, the feeling of Emily's fur under her fingers, and Lena leaning against her side...it felt so much like having a pack again. Having a home again.

It terrified her, and yet she kept getting closer.  

You are a moth and they are a flame. You cannot keep doing this!

But it felt right.  

She let her gaze fall to the water, as if her reflection could offer her any better ideas.

Amélie wasn't sure how long she'd stared into the river when she heard the sounds of someone approaching.  

"Lady? Are you there?" Lena stopped a respectful distance away. "Mind if I come over?"

She gestured to the upturned log next to her, and nodded.

Lena smiled as she settled down. "This is one of my favorite spots out here. Seems like I keep ending up down at the water whenever I want to think."

"It is a lovely spot," Amélie agreed. "Is Emily with you?"

Lena shook her head with a smile. "I think we tuckered her right out. She went out like a light after we went up into the bedroom."  

"Ah."

"Actually," Lena blushed, "god, this sounds horrible... but while she's asleep, I wondered if I could talk to you? Privately?"

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Sing For Me - Ch. 11

"So, Jesse... why does your howl sound different them Emily's?"

Jesse gave her a grateful look as he held open the cabin's door for her, then winked. "Well, girls are different than boys, sugar. Thought you figured that out a while back."

Lena rolled her eyes as she passed him and settled down on the couch. "You know what I mean. There's something about it that's a lot... rougher, I suppose."

Jesse chuckled. "Well, aside from the obvious - wolf's gonna howl the way it howls. You think I sound a little funny, but if you were down around Sonora or El Paso way, everyone would be askin' why you sing like that."  

"You... you're having me on. Howls have accents? You're saying you howl in American?"

The cowboy tipped his hat as he pulled a can of beer from the six pack sitting on the table. "Sure do."

Lena flopped back on the couch. "That is... my mind is a little blown."

"Jesse," Emily called from the kitchen, "Please don't break my girlfriend! That's my job!"

"Oh, thank you, luv."

"You're welcome, pup!"

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Sing For Me - Ch. 9

The cabin's rustic log construction gave it a timeless sort of look, with a mix of stone and brick forming the foundation and front patio, and a tall chimney on one side for the fireplace. It was the sort of place that could have been built a hundred years ago or ten, and despite all that had happened on her first visit, Lena had to admit she was already becoming very fond of it.

Of course, she thought as Emily pulled their bags out of Oliver's boot, the company helps.

"Could you grab the groceries, Lena? I'll get the door unlocked."

"Coming right up!"

Lena couldn't help but feel a bit nervous, knowing that part of the plan for the weekend was to spend time working on changing and doing more to embrace the new aspects of her life, but Emily seemed to recognize it, and didn't press.  

They had a nice dinner with spaghetti bolognese, salad and a few bottles of 'House Special' beer that Emily had brought up from the Howl, and settled into the couch by the cabin's fireplace, watching another old movie on Emily's laptop.

"I never really appreciated the old black and white films before we started dating," Lena admitted as they watched The Four Feathers, "I watched a ton of movies when I was trying to stay out of the way, but it was mostly newer stuff. "

"Mm." Emily let her hand slide a little further down Lena's side until it rested against her stomach. "My mother used to watch the old talkies with me when I was little – I always thought they were so glamorous. I wanted to be Claudette Colbert or June Duprez when I grew up – have the slinky gowns and the perfect hair and that amazing sense of grace." She giggled softly. "I had such a crush on Vivian Leigh."

"Don't blame you one bit – she's gorgeous! That Hedy Lamarr, though... ooo, or Ginger Rogers."

Emily smirked. "So you like gingers, hmm?"  

Lena turned so she could peck her on the lips. "Oh, one or two..."

"Lucky me," Emily murmured happily as she gently returned the kiss.