#wolf pack au

[tacticalanklebiter3000]

Gaz pup and Johnny pup, you can tell who’s the scrappy doo of the litter

DID YOU DRAW THIS!?! THIS IS SO CUTE IM GONNA DIE!!!!

"play? PLAY!!" soap is so puppy coded i love him and i love how you gave him his cute mohawk. i am going to sob <3 <3

[princeofpanache]

imagine if was wolves ….

[twilightinanotherlife]

Things about the wolves I'm keeping vs things I'm changing.

Keeping

Growth spurt/height

Elevated body temperature

Enhanced level abilities in human form/supernatural level abilities in wolf form

Telepathic link*

Changing

They don't loose their clothes during phasing. They don't know what happens to their clothes. It's magic.

They don't block Alice's visions. Sense Alice's sees the future based on decisions made in the present then it shouldn't matter who made the decision.

Imprinting. Not a thing. Wolf-shifters fall in love like anybody else, but they do love hard.

*They do have a mind link, but they are able to turn it on and off.

They don't have natural enemies. Any supernatural creatures that threaten them or the community are their enemies.

[elejahfanfic]

[drabbles-mc]

Heatwave

Part of the Creeper Vargas Wolfpack Universe

Inspired by Day 11 of the August Prompts: popsicle

Warnings: language

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: Getting this done with 10 minutes left in the day says everything you need to know about me lmao. I’ve missed writing for the Wolfpack. Creeper and his chaotic children bring me so much joy.

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It was sweltering at the scrapyard. The guys were doing the bare minimum for their yard shifts for the day, for most of the week if they were being honest, and the clubhouse was basically at a complete standstill. Intense heat, no breeze, no real shade. All the guys were moving at half speed if they were moving at all. Everything was quiet, and still.

Except for the three children that were booking it across the lot in front of the clubhouse. The twins were hot on Brandon’s heels as they all sprinted after each other again. At first it started off as the three of them racing, but it had since disintegrated into just the two girls chasing after their brother and trying to catch up to him. They were close a couple times, but he was just a little taller, just a little faster. He barely kept out of their reach but they hadn’t taken him down yet.

Kids never seemed affected by much. Freezing pool water, searing heat, pouring rain, none of it mattered. Any condition was perfect for them as long as they decided that they wanted to do something. Sweat was running down their foreheads and cheeks as they laughed, happily yelling after each other.

Creeper was watching the three of them from the deck of the clubhouse. Truly, he wanted to be sitting inside. But he wasn’t going to leave them out in the heat unsupervised except for Angel and EZ, which in his book was still basically them being unsupervised. He was sitting still, in the shade, and he could still feel the sweat on the small of his back. He wondered when the kids were finally going to run out of steam, if they were going to run out of steam.

“Good thing they haven’t made their way to the cage,” Bishop said with a chuckle as he exited the clubhouse, a beer in one hand for himself, a water bottle in the other for Creeper.

He chuckled as he gladly accepted the offering, “Brandon wouldn’t stand a chance,” Creeper shook his head, “He might be faster than his sisters, but Alex and Ava,” he exhaled sharply, “I love them but they got a little bit of devil in ‘em. They get it from their mother,” a smirk curled the end of his mouth.

Bishop watched the way that Creeper watched his children. So few people figured how to strike the balance between club and family. But somehow, he managed, even with a pack of children on his heels. Bishop admired it, envied it too, and didn’t know how to pay a compliment. So, he kept his mouth shut.

“Do they ever stop?” Bishop asked, knowing the answer already.

Creeper laughed, “Fuck no,” he shook his head, “Still haven’t figured out how to get ‘em to slow down. Just gotta let them,” he gestured to the sprints they were doing after one another, “tire themselves out.”

Just as the three of them were about to take off on another chase, the clubhouse door swung open. No one really paid any mind to it until they heard the unmistakable sound of Chucky’s whistling. Creeper and Bishop both looked over their shoulders at the man in question, wondering what he was up to. What was more curious, though, was that the sound got all three of the kids to stop in their tracks. They all whipped towards the sound, smiles breaking out over their faces as they ran over towards Chucky instead of after each other.

Bishop nodded towards the cluster of them, smiling, “That seems to do it.”

Creeper held his hand up, “Give it a second.”

All of the kids were laughing, greeting their Uncle Chucky. The title still got the cheesiest grin out of the man every single time one of them said it. It didn’t matter that he heard it over and over again from them every single time they stopped by the clubhouse, didn’t lose its luster even when Creeper would use it in passing to let him know that, “The kids are coming to see their Uncle Chucky next week.” It always warmed his heart, always made him feel a little more at home.

“Can we hook up the hose, Uncle Chucky?” Ava batted her big brown eyes at him, the same way she did whenever she wanted to get her father to cave to her wants, “Please?”

Chucky would’ve said yes in a heartbeat, but he also knew it wasn’t his call. He looked over his shoulder and saw Creeper and Bishop both shaking their heads no. They knew how quickly the water situation would get out of control with the three of them. And, while Chucky didn’t like being the one to actually tell them no, he knew that he could soften the blow.

He motioned for the three of them to follow him, “Come with me.”

All of them looked curious, nosey as they followed Chucky back towards the clubhouse and up the steps. Creeper looked over to them, “Where you guys goin’?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Alex waved him off with a slick little grin.

Creeper was shaking his head as the door shut behind the crew of them and he turned to look over at Bishop, “See? Little devils, all of them.”

There were a few minutes of silence from inside the clubhouse. Silence from the kids either meant that they were asleep, or that they were getting into something. And Creeper knew that naps were out of the question with all of the excitement going on around them.

Standing up out of his chair, he was about to walk over to the door and peek in to see what they were getting into. Before he even took his first step, though, the door flung open again and all three of the kids came racing down the streps, popsicles in their hands. They were laughing, each of their faces already streak with different colored dyes based on the flavors they’d chosen. Creeper burst into laughter, shaking his head as they resumed chasing each other, only they were all moving just a little slower for the sake of saving their treats.

The door opened a second time, much slower than when Brandon had practically kicked it open moments before. Chucky emerged holding two popsicles in one hand, and one in the other. He held the hand with two out, silently prompting each of the men to take one for themselves.

“It’s very hot out,” Chucky commented when the men hesitated.

Bishop shrugged, not able to argue the point as he took one for himself, “Yea, it is.”

Creeper was still smiling and shaking his head, “Now those kids are never gonna stop.”

“Why not?” Chucky asked, popsicle halfway to his mouth.

Creeper held up the one he was holding, “These will keep them going. All the sugar,” he shrugged, “It’s fine. They’ll sleep good tonight.”

Chucky looked confused, “They’re sugar-free.”

Both men turned and looked at him, “What?”

He shrugged, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, “It’s better for them.”

Creeper laughed, nodding, “Thanks, Uncle Chucky.”

He smiled, nodding as he headed towards the steps to go back to the front office, “I accept that.”

[gamerbearmira]

Au idea wolf pack AU: so the Madrigal family is a wolf pack, there are no gifts, casita is referred as cuevita, Alma and Pedro are the leaders. At age 5, all pup's learn how to hunt. Bruno, Mira aren't allowed to leave cuevita since little after turning 5, Bruno was taken by hunters and returned 10 years later. Mirabel had fallen in many traps because she can't see well (no glasses). Antonio stays with them most of the time since he just started hunting. Abuelo or Abuela stay to keep them safe.

RAHHHHHH🦅🦅🦅

Real though. Gotta love Alma and Pedro for caring. Lil. Lil drastic but. Drastic times call for drastic eke,ears, remember that kids <33 Poor Mirabel, poor eyesight <33. But then. Tf does Agustín do. Homie got bad eyesight too. Then again he is older, so he probably has more experience IDK HAHA 💀 Anyway,Bruno probably traumatized asf, but can you blame him. Dawg was taken 😨

Also??? Do they have a human/partial human form is it just wolf for,?? Just wonderin <333

[thekinkpopstandsforkrackheads]

The Wolf and The Forest Elf: Chapter One

(Author’s Note: I have decided that I am going to write this story in third person point of view.)

Slowly opening her hazel colored eyes, Y/N looks around at the different shades of green surrounding her. Being a forest elf means being fully attuned to the both the literal and figurative magic around you and Y/N is very much so. So much so, that all of the other elves treat her as if she is their queen or their patron goddess. Somehow, Y/N is gentle, majestic, and graceful, all while being clumsy. As if on cue, Y/N slips and falls out of the weeping willow tree she was peacefully sleeping in. With a gentle wave of her hand, her body starts glowing a magnificent green, causing a branch from the weeping willow tree to grow and swaddle Y/N in a cocoon. With another wave of her hand, the branch goes lower to the ground with Y/N easily sliding off. The elf wipes her hands on her brown leaf skirt wiping the dirt off. Y/N walks in the direction of a meadow littered with sunflowers.

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When she gets to the meadow, Y/N makes a few sun flowers grow and jumps onto a peddle. She hops onto the next flower, then the next. Before she can jump onto the third flower, a wolf comes in to her line of vision and howls. She looks at the wolf as it shifts into a handsome boy. 

Y/N looks at the boy, curiously, feeling her heart rate pick up as she realizes the boy is her mate, her soulmate. “What’s your name, stranger? Why are you in my forest?” The boy smiles down at her, also curious. “My name is Park Jisung. You are my mate.” Y/N’s heart  beat quickened as her body grew hot. “My name is Y/N and I think I am going to pass out.”

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(Author’s Note: The next chapter will be longer. Feedback is greatly appreciated!)

[thenerdypilot-blog]

Made a Wolf Pack AU!

I imagine there would be many different versions of the AU for all the different ships, of course I ship Sontails there for that’s the version I’ll be using.

Hope you like it!