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“my father, a european scholar and aristocrat, and more, a warlock and werewolf who, now dead, had left me another inheritance as well . . . THE CURSE OF A WEREWOLF BORN!"

A STUDY IN: FINDING A HOME IN THE HORROR || DISCO DANCING TO YOUR DOOM || LIVING A TRIPLE LIFE || A FUNERAL DIRGE FOR THE 20TH CENTURY

dan | 28 | he/him

CARRD. HEADCANONS. PROMPTS.

#( out of character. )#pinned #finally got this cleaned up after the rebrand

jack being added to r*vals would actually be a nightmare scenario for me. I thought it could never happen but devil dinosaur put me on notice. they can have dracula, just leave my man out of it

#( out of character. )#the bad skins... the bad ships...

oh you want hugs?? 🫂 have all the hugs in the world!!

hug jack || ACCEPTING @predctory

for three long months, the werewolf was in the dark. when greer vanished into thin air during a heated argument on how often journey should be played on the radio, he looked to the avengers for help. they were gone too. so were most of the who's who of their community. the world had turned upside down. those who were left, jack included, had to pick up the slack.

for three months, he was, to the best of his ability, the defender of los angeles. he hated every minute of it. by day, he would mostly think of greer. he wondered where she was, what on or off earth she could be doing. he thought about how cold his bed was, how quiet his house was. by night, the werewolf brought down violent crime by thirty-four percent after a few maulings hit the evening news. it was like working a nine-to-five, and jack russell would die before he got a real job.

when jarvis phoned ahead to tell him that the quinjet was enroute with the missing avengers, and leave some innuendo, jack came running. by the time he got to the compound, the jet had already landed. but someone was waiting for him.

jack had only done this in movies before, never in person. never for real. but his feet brought him to a run. and that tiger he spotted ran much faster, kicking up dust in her wake. so fast that he barely had the time to stop and brace himself. greer pounced him as though he were a gazelle, and if not for his sturdy boot, would have tackled him right to the ground. her legs around his waist, his arms around her middle, and their foreheads pressed together, they tangled up together like no time at all had passed.

jack's smile was so wide that it hurt his face. "as I was saying, they can take that small town girl shit and shove it." the joy of finally getting to hold her again after the three worst months of his life would never stop him from getting the last word in. "I taped every episode of dynasty you missed." it was another way of saying the other thing he had on his mind. "I love you, greer." there was so much time to make up for.

#predctory

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hug jack || ACCEPTING @suredid

because he never gave his thoughts the time they asked for, they took the time for themselves. jack woke first, as he often did, with only the thought of a poolside smoke on his mind. once he got there, fired the lighter, and tucked the cigarette into his lips, did those thoughts make their move. thoughts of men and their monsters stole the simple pleasure of a sunrise from him, so he watched the pool instead. he watched it ripple from the light morning breeze and glint in the golden light. he watched it for longer than the length of his cigarette. so lost was he in his little world, that he nearly never noticed the robed arms snake around his back. he recognized the blue terrycloth as his own, and the hands that barely made it through the sleeves as darcy's.

"I'm sorry if I woke you up." jack eventually apologized. of course, he didn't know that he'd been staring at the pool for nearly an hour. he brought his hands down to her forearms and flattened them out, as if to signal that it wasn't time to let go yet. "I just, uh... have a lot on my mind." but when didn't he? monsters, of course, near the very top. but there were other things too. like the girl holding him, and how he'd like to take her out for pancakes.

#suredid

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❝ 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘. 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖒𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊. 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖚𝖘𝖙, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊. ❞

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#( self promo. )#we're live over here folks

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#( wolf tracks | music. )#too corny for me not to post

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Send a 🫂 to suddenly pull my muse into a hug

#( prompts. )#it's not like he doesn't need need one

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#( a werewolf born! | jack russell )#werewolf by night nation are we seeing the vision here

I soft launched lucifer over at @hisdue. if you're not sure what you would do with the biblical devil from dc comics, that's totally fine. if you want to see me out of my sleazy pulpy comfort zone, that's where it's at

#( out of character. )

Lol u already know I'm into your writing here but also I just think ur neat ❤️ and appreciate u tolerating my constant investigation into what makes Dan be a dan??

Also anon?? I don't know her

it's true, tristan sits me down for inside the actor's studio like once a week and gives me the james lipton treatment

#( out of character. )

Incredibly funny and talented and unfortunately he knows it. Probably has awesome hair too. What a jerk. - Dan Stan

I sort of do, when it dries just right... for now. this hairline ain't gonna last forever.

#( out of character. )#I could just lie and say I have kurt russell hair but I am the Arbiter of Truth