wolf snap

Wolf Boy

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Wolf!AU

word count: 3,449

Originally posted by chanyeolsmut

fuck. 

you knew this was a bad idea. 

your date was creepy, your dress was way too revealing for this type of weather and your phone was dead. 

fuck. 

when your friends suggested you to a dating app, you thought it was a harmless idea, your boyfriend of 5 years had been cheating on you and you had broken up with him a year ago; it was time to get back out there. 

however when your date turned out looking nothing like their profile picture you should have taken that red flag and ran, but no, you’re too nice for that. 

so that how you ended up in the middle of the fucking forest because your date liked the scenery. 

As soon as he said ‘ill be back, i just need to get something from the car’ you bolted. you weren’t that dumb bitch people see in the movies; you weren’t about to get murdered, no fam, not today. 

so now here you were, wandering through the forest, looking for your way back. you thanked Jesus that you didn’t give your date your address and decided to meet up at a local cafe before driving here, but you cursed the lord for your clothing decision of a dress. 

the forest is not a good place to wonder at night, everyone knows shit goes down in the forest. 

every single noise started spooking you out. twigs snapping, leaves shaking, everything.

suddenly the sound of a wolf howling urged a small scream to escape your lips, it sounded so close and sounded loud. 

you almost bolted in the opposite direction but the whimpers that followed the howl had you freezing in your place. the wolf was hurt? 

shit. do you go and help it? no, of course not Y/N it’s a freaking wild animal!..it could be friendly? 

you face palmed at yourself before eventually deciding that you should go and look at the situation and then decide. 

as you slowly approached where the howl had come from, you heard the continuing whimpers of the wolf and it broke your heart. it was almost like a sad puppy. 

you shook the feeling off reminding yourself that you could be in potential danger before straining your neck over the branches to check it out. 

on the floor of the forest lay a large white wolf, his fur was long and beautiful but you could help but notice the large stain of red on its leg; it was bleeding. 

by the way, the wolf wailed and rolled on the ground, you decided he was too injured to hurt you and it was safe to SLOWLY approach the wolf. 

as you stepped into view the wolfs head immediately snapped towards you, his eyes were almost as wide as yours as the two of you stared at each other awkwardly.

the wolf flopped his head back down to the ground and continued whimpering, almost asking for your help. 

as you walked up to the wolf you were going through the options of how you would help him. 

he let out a barkish noise when you touched his wound. 

for some reason though, you were afraid, it was kind of as if you had known each other for years. 

“Okay buddy, you’re gonna need to help me out okay?” you said even though you were pretty sure he had no idea what you were saying. 

as you tried to push the wolf onto your shoulder so he could lean on you for support. you completely forgot that this was an extremely large wolf and of course he would weigh like mhmmm.. a lot. 

the wolf seemed to know what you were trying to do as he hoped along side you. 

the poor thing was bleeding out blood and you were losing energy as you finally reached the end of the forest, thank god you didn’t live far from the forest and in the city like most of your friends.

you thought about taking him to the vet and claiming that he was just a rather large dog but you didn’t think anyone would believe that; therefore, the only option you had was to talk the injured wolf back to yours.

you stumbled through your door, the wolf barely fitting through the frame. as his body hit various pieces of furniture he whined in pain causing you to roll your eyes in annoyance. this damn wolf was starting to get on your nerves. 

you plopped the wolf on your couch and instantly regretted it because the blood stains are going to be very difficult to remove. 

“okay…now what?” you asked as you huffed and puffed. the wolf gave you a puzzled look before it clicked in your head that he couldn’t actually respond. 

you groaned before going to grab a tee-shirt big enough to wrap around his wound but also apply pressure to it. As you tied it around his leg he let out another whimper before snuggling himself into your couch. 

you awkwardly stood there contemplating getting a blanket for him? do wolves even need blankets? is it even a he? 

you sighed tiredly before deciding to just retreat back to bed. today had been fucking insane. 

—————

as soon as you passed out it seemed like morning came around. 

you groaned tiredly as the light from the window shone into your eyes. you were not a morning person, not at all, not one bit actually. 

*shuffle shuffle* 

your eyes widened as you stared at the ceiling in silence. The wolf!

quickly ran out of your room and followed the shuffling noise, but you couldn’t find the large wolf anywhere and it’s not like he’s easy to lose.

you stared at the couch he was previously on in confusion. where the fuck did he go. 

“You’re awake” you heard some chirp. 

naked. there..who..why was he naked.

you screamed loudly as you closed your eyes and felt around for something you could use as a weapon. 

“What!? did you see a spider?!” he shouted nervously as you continued to scream, the both of you were now running around the apartment in a panic. 

“Who the fuck are you and how did you get in here?!” you shouted as you pointed a knife at the stranger who was undeniably attractive but nether the less, a stranger.

he stopped running around screaming before pointing at himself in confusion. 

“hey did i- IM HUMAN?!” they boy shouted in complete shock as he looked down at himself. 

“yes thank for your stating the obvious” you commented as you chucked a tea towel at his bottom half. 

“How did you do it?” he asked as he ran up to you excitedly. 

“okay oh god, you are extremely naked right now” you said as you awkwardly turned around, but the strange boy wasn’t having it. 

“You turned me back into a human! how?” he asked again as he grabbed your hand in his extremely large one. 

“What are you talking about, who the hell are you and how did you get in here?” you asked as you removed your hand from his. 

that action brought a sad look on his face as his shoulders slumped down. 

“You don’t remember? you brought me in here last night? my leg was injured” he stated as you walked to your bedroom, him following close behind you. 

“…what the fuck…you’re..you’re the wolf?” you asked after freezing in your spot, confusion now clouding your brain.

“yer the wolf! that’s me” he smiled as you chucked some of your oversized clothes at him. you never thought getting the wrong size from online shops would come in handy. 

“this doesn’t make any sense” you said as you sat down on your bed. He put on the underwear and the white tee-shirt before joining you happily. 

“so how..how did you change from a wolf to a human?” you asked him in confusion. 

“there’s a whole bunch of us actually, usually to get changed back into a human, the wolf has to be considered worthy by the moon princess…although, i have heard cases where a human and wolf form a bond, this bond then lets the wolf shift from wolf to human form to serve his human mate until the end of time” he explained happily. 

you just stared at him. what the actual fuck. 

“this is a joke, right? your friends with that guy I ran away from last night and this is revenge right?” you said trying to figure out what was going on, but the look on his face showed you otherwise. 

“okay so…what do I call you?” you asked as you shook your head in disbelief, this is actually happening. 

“i actually, don’t have a name” he sighed as he rubbed his head nervously.

“okay Firstly, let’s get you some clothes, secondly, you sleep on the couch and thirdly, what do you eat?” you asked him as you went to get changed in your cupboard. 

As he tried to follow you in you quickly closed the door leaving him to wait for you outside. 

“i’ll eat what you eat” he said as you slipped on some fresh clothes. 

is this like babysitting? what do i do with him? 

as you finished getting changed you decided the best thing to do was leave him occupied here, while you go and get him clothes. 

you sat him down and turned on the T.v in the living room. 

“okay! here are the rules while I’m gone” you said as you paced in front of him, his eyes were glued to you as he listened carefully. 

“you do not leave this house, you do not answer the door if someone knocks, you do not take anything out from its original spot and put it somewhere else okay, i need to be able to trust you before that happens okay?” you asked carefully making sure he fully understood. 

he nodded his head quickly before crossing his legs on the couch. 

“here, watch some T.v, relax…ill be back soon” you said as you turned the t.v on, some k-drama was playing so you knew it would be fine.

—————–

ugh, whats his size? 

no that looks too small…

but that looks too big…

as you walked through the entire mall looking for reasonably priced clothes that would fit the giant current vacating your home, you constantly kept thinking about shit you would need to get him. 

the boy needs a toothbrush, he needs his own deodorant, he needs all the shit another human being would need. 

after shopping for what seemed like a decade you had finally gathered all the things he would need. you even got him a phone. 

what do you even call him? 

how do you just enter him into my life…like what do you tell your friends?

you sighed as you pulled up to your house with all the shit you just bought. you can’t believe this is now your life. 

“I’m home!” you shouted out as you struggled through the doors. 

before you could do anything you were met with soft lips on yours and a bear hug. 

you froze in your spot as his lips moved against slowly, your stomach did a little flip as he deepened the kiss; your eyes fluttered shut as you lost yourself in pleasure before realising what was going on. 

“welcome back honey” he smiled happily as he pulled away. 

you were still completely frozen, confused and surprised about what just happened. 

“why…why did you k-kiss me?” you stuttered as you shook off your initial shock. 

“isn’t that what I was supposed to do? on the T.v the man came home and the woman greeted him with a kiss and said ‘welcome back honey’…did I not do it right?” he asked curiously. 

“you have a lot to learn” you sighed as you placed the bags on the table.

—————————————–

The first week was hell. You had to take a week off from work just teach him simple human mannerisms. 

mannerisms such as don’t take your clothes off randomly because it’s too hot, you understood why he would want to, everyone wants too, but its not socially acceptable. 

He was attached to your hip, which got extremely annoying, especially when he would just walk into the bathroom while you were showering. The habit of locking the door was still new to you. 

The second week went a little better, he was adapting to the human lifestyle, you had even given him a phone for when you were at work and he needs to reach you. At first, it seemed like a mistake, they boy was calling you every five minutes. 

‘a bird flew into the window! what do i do?!’ 

‘why doesn’t Harry go live with Dumbledore? or Hagrid? why does he have to stay with those mean people?’ 

‘i miss you, come back’

eventually, you were even able to take him outside, you gave him the name chanyeol, you had seen the name pop up on someone’s phone as you creepily read their messages and thought it was fitting. 

your friends loved him, of course, they did, he was attractive, adorable, practically a prince and altogether the perfect boyfriend material.

“Y/N!” he called from the bathroom as you lay on the couch scrolling through your twitter feed.

“What!” you called back as you continued to scroll. it was 10 pm at night, he probably just put too much bubble serum in the bath again. 

“whats this?” you heard him say as he approached you. 

as you turned around, your heart sank and your cheeks flared red as you saw what was in his hand. 

a vibrator. 

your vibrator that you haven’t even used yet. 

Due to your lack of a boyfriend and your lack of dates, that also meant that you have had a lack of dick. 

that’s not necessarily a bad thing, but your friends thought it was. 

“errr, its just something that woman use, when they need it” you said awkwardly as you quickly stood up and grabbed it from his hands. 

“oh…well can you show me how to use it?” he asked as you placed it down on the table. your cheeks reddened at his words as you shook your head vigorously.

“can men use it too?” he asked as you sat down and started fanning your face. once again you shook your head again. he groaned in frustration causing you to look at him questioningly. 

“how do i get rid of this?” he asked as he pointed downwards. 

you tilted your head in confusion until you followed where his finger pointed. you eyes were met with a raging boner poking through his shorts. 

you gasped before covering your mouth and looking away, you suddenly felt your stomach bubble with excitement. 

no! stop it feelings, you’re not fucking your wolf boy!

“It happens alot lately, especially when you wear those shorts, i don’t know how to stop it!?” he stated nervously as he sat next to you

your heart sped up as a small pool of arousal found its way through its pants at his statement. 

“mmm and that! that smell! where is it coming from?!” he said as he took in a big whiff, sniffing out the source. As his face came closer towards you stomach you quickly pushed him back and crossed your legs quickly. 

he groaned slightly as he rested his head back against the couch.

“i do this sometimes” he whispered, as he closed his eyes and rubbed his crotch a moan escaped his lips.

your core got wetter by the second as you watched him closer.

“but it only works if i imagine you doing it” he added as  another moan escaped his lips.”Why is that?” he asked as his eyes connected with yours.

you gulped before a whine of desperation escaped your lips

“can i try something? i saw it in a video once, and i want to try it” he stated as his eyes were noticeably darker and his voice had dropped an octave. 

you knew if you tried to speak, English would not be the language to leave you mouth. 

you knew you probably shouldn’t and this would change your relationship but you really didn’t care right now.

as soon as you nodded your head Chanyeol crashed his lips onto yours.

he pushed you backwards laying you down as your tongue pushed into your mouth.

His hands explored your body as they travelled underneath your shirt.

you moaned as he used his supernatural strength to rip off your shirt and bra off your body, getting annoyed with them blocking your body.

As he trailed harsh kisses down your neck, you tugged at his shirt while he fumbled with your zipper.

As his shirt hit the floor he sucked on your skin leaving love marks everywhere. 

where the fuck did he learn this shit? 

you continued to moan as the pool in your lower region grew. 

chanyeol took another whiff and growled as he pressed his lower half into yours. 

“can i taste you? please?” he pleaded as he breathed in your scent that you were radiating. 

“please” you begged as he pulled down your pants. 

“fuck you’re so beautiful” he said as he lowered himself.

as he placed soft kisses on your inner thighs you whined desperately as your hand knotted in his hair. 

As soon as his lips dove into your core, you gasped loudly as your back arched upwards.

chanyeol growled as his grip on your thighs tightened and he chased the taste of you even more.  

you moaned relentlessly as he swirled around your clit, small growls and deep groans emitting from his throat as you moaned his name. 

He sucked harshly on your clit causing your body to jerk and a cry of his name to escape your lips. 

As you core dripped, chanyeols tongue was instantly licking it up causing him to moan from the taste.

“c-chanyeol i-i-i need you inside me, baby please” you begged as you lifted your head to see him rub himself intensely. 

he needed this just as much as you did. 

“you taste like heaven” he breathed as he pulled away from you, his lips were covered in you and his eyes were filled with lust.

He quickly pulled down his pants before giving his length a quick pump.

He positioned himself at you entrance as you prepared yourself.

As your eyes connected with his he pushed into you causing you to moan loudly as he stretched you out.

He moaned with relief before he started rocking his hips back and forth, pushing forth inside you with every rock.

You moaned in sync as you started seeing stars. He growled deeply before spreading you legs, he pushed himself deeper inside you, as he hit your G-spot you yelp in pleasure.

With insane sped he rocked back and forth hitting the same spot over and over. Your breath started to shorten as your heart beat sped up.

You were being electrocuted with pleasure as his hips slammed against yours.

His eyes were dark and focused as you arched you back with each rock. Your stomach started to knot as you clung onto his shoulders for dear life.

“mine” he repeated as he slammed himself into you faster.

“c-c-c-chanyeol, s-slow down” you stuttered as the pleasure was taking over your whole body, your core was sensitive and which each rock of chanyeols hips your body shook.

His head dipped down to trap your lips with his.

As his tongue explored your mouth again, you could feel yourself coming towards your finish.

“I think im going t-t-to cum” you said quickly as you dug your nails into his shoulders causing him to growl in pleasure.

As you rode through your high chanyeol joined you, spreading his warm cum through you.

You tried to catch your breath as he pulled out of you. He pulled you up wards so he could move his body underneath you and cuddle you on the couch.

“Where did you learn that?” you asked as your heart finally slowed down.

“Damon sent me links after I told him I was single” he laughed. You soon joined him in laughter as he played with you hand.

“even though im technically your servant…do you think we could do that again?” he asked

You giggled before nodding your head “well if im going to be stuck with you till the end of time, might as well have some fun” you shrugged as you snuggled further into him.

You would definitely be doing this again.

Maybe having a wolf boy isn’t such a bad thing after all.

Mated Pt 9 // Werewolf Shawn

Summary: You and Shawn are mates. He’s an alpha werewolf. You’re a human. Human’s aren’t usually mated to werewolves, but that won’t stop both of you from falling in love anyway.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8


You call your mom and let her know you’re going to be staying at your friend Ashley’s, house for a few days because she just broke up with her boyfriend and she was a mess. It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve gone to comfort her for a few days so your mom buys the lie. Little did she know, Ashley was actually out of town for several weeks on a cruise in the Bahamas.

Shawn wakes you up in the middle of the night on the second night since the accident. He had taken to laying on the bed with you during the day and keeping his hand intertwined with yours while you slept because if you started to hurt, he could ease the pain for long enough to let you rest again. It’s just after 2am if the clock on the nightstand was right. You didn’t hurt, in fact you felt pretty good, no pain at all really, so you were confused as of why Shawn was waking you up.

“Babe,” he says softly from beside you on the bed. “Are you awake?”

“Yea, you were squeezing my hand so hard it woke me up.”

“Sorry,” he says, sitting up and letting go of your hand. “It got cold, I was worried you were slipping away.”

You shake your head and sit up with him. “Did you get some sleep?” you ask sleepily and he nods.

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iidiiotiiciintelliigence  asked:

"Derek, it is 3 in the morning, what do you want?" "Peter got cursed." "What." He's stuck in wolf form." "For fucks sake Derek. I'll be right over." Why? Cause I can, and these kinds of AUs are hilarious to me.

This is a great one too! I’m a sucker for full shift anyone, lol. I did my best!

—–break—–

Stiles had given them all explicit instructions. He was going to have the gaming marathon to end all gaming marathons to celebrate the release of the new Bioware game and no one was to interrupt him for anything short of the apocalypse. He had been playing for just a few hours though when his phone starting ringing. He paused the game and glanced at the clock, spotting the bright “3:00” shining back at him.

“Someone better be dying,” Stiles grumbled, getting out of the perfect nest he’d created with pillows and blankets that would now never be the same in order to grab his phone off the charger.

“Derek, it’s three in the morning! What do you want?”

“Peter got cursed.”

“What?” He blinked at the wall, dumbfounded. Leave it to Derek to make him speechless.

“He’s stuck in wolf form,” Derek added tersely, sounding very much like he’d rather be anywhere else. Stiles heard a crash in the background, followed by a deep growl.

“For fucks sake, Derek,” Stiles sighed, resigned. He was already reaching for a change of clothes. Damn his life. “I’ll be right over.”

Derek hung up without a goodbye, because of course he did. Stiles grumbled about rude wolves under his breath as he got dressed before heading down to his jeep and wondering how they were going to fix this mess.

There was a loud barking sound coming from the loft as Stiles opened the elevator. He eyed the door warily when another bark preceded a loud crash followed by a deep rumbling growl that could only be made by a large wild animal.

“Okay, guys, fragile human coming through,” he called out as he slowly edged the door open. Peeking in gave him quite the sight.

Scott looked near tears, huddling under the table with frustration running through every tense line of his body. Isaac with was him, though he looked less concerned and more wary, like he was prepared for an attack but not about to attack first. Boyd was standing at the ready at the entrance towards the kitchen. Erica was peaking through the opening over the bar, looking seconds from laughing her ass off.

Derek was picking himself up from where the coffee table used to be, broken wood and glass all around him. He was in the beta shift, growling threateningly with Alpha eyes flaring bright red. Across from him, a freaking huge wolf was snarling viciously, supernatural blue eyes flashing in warning.

“What the fuck,” Stiles stated, blown away by the insanity of what he was seeing.

“Peter, quit being an idiot and calm down!” Derek ignored him, roaring at the wolf.

The wolf let out one of those rumbling barks Stiles had heard earlier and woah, did he have some pipes. He edged a little closer to where Boyd was feeling all protective, hoping some of that instinct would spread over to the pack human as well.

“What happened?” He asked the room.

“We were tracking a witch who was setting up for a ritual at the Nemeton, something about harnessing its power in order to take down her enemies or something, when Scott–”

“I said I was sorry!” Scott yelled from under the table, interrupting Erica’s explanation.

The wolf snarled, snapping it’s impressive jaws in Scott’s direction. It leapt towards the table only to be taken down mid air by Derek. They both crashed into the wall in a vicious tangle.

“Scott convinced Derek to let the witch live. She decided to curse Derek instead, and Peter took the hit. Then he killed her. With his teeth,” Boyd finished summarily.

“Lovely,” Stiles grumbled. Things could never be easy, could they?

“Now he won’t quit trying to kill Scott,” Isaac added.

“I’m really sorry! I didn’t know she was going to curse you!”

“Just. Shut up, Scott,” Derek bit out between trying to keep Peter was biting him and from getting loose to where he could attack Scott. He finally got the wolf pinned under him, practically laying on top of the large animal’s back as he held its head down so it couldn’t turn around and bite him.

“Did the curse just turn him into a wolf or did it make him feral too?” Stiles asked nervously, eyeing the the wolf.

“We don’t know. He hadn’t been responding to words, so maybe both?” Erica said.

“Well how’d you get him here?”

“Determination?” Erica guessed.

“Luck,” Boyd corrected.

Stiles laughed deliriously. “Well has anyone called Deaton?”

“He’s looking into it, but he said that if the caster is dead we most likely just needed to wait it out. Apparently most curses wear off in a few days without someone alive sustaining them,” Isaac said.

“So what’d you guys call me for?”

“We were hoping you could…calm him down?”

“Me?” Stiles snorted. “What am I supposed to do? Let him gnaw on my arm until he’s full?”

“Peter likes you the most; it makes sense that his wolf might feel the same,” Derek grumbled from the back of one displeased wolf. At least he’d stopped trying to get out of Derek’s hold and was instead settling for glaring at all of them.

“What? Since when?”

“Since always?” Erica said. “How did you not know? It’s pretty obvious, batman.” Boyd nodded in agreement, sending judgey eyes Stiles’ way.

“Just come over here,” Derek ordered.

Stiles gulped, sending nervous eyes to the unhappy wolf. “Nah, I’m okay over here, Sourwolf.”

“Stiles!”

“The things I do for you people,” Stiles muttered, edging closer. As he neared, he was instantly met with the wolf’s laser focus, bright blue eyes barely blinking in their study of him. “Hey there, Zombiewolf,” he chattered. “Please don’t bite me.”

“I won’t let him bite you, Stiles,” Derek rolled his eyes.

“I thought the whole point was that you didn’t think he’d want to bite me!”

“Well if we’re wrong, I won’t let him.”

“What do you mean ‘if we’re wrong’?! Dude, so not cool!!”

Stiles yelped–manly!–when the wolf wriggled out of Derek’s hold that had loosened with his distraction and then loped towards him. He scrambled backwards, hitting the wall and covering his head, heart jackrabbiting out of his chest.

“Peter, no!” Derek yelled.

Stiles jumped when a cold nose pressed to his arm, snuffling against his skin and moving up towards his face. The wolf whined, working Stiles arms away from himself so it could scent at his neck. Stiles mostly just stayed still and prayed.

“Am I dead?” He asked the room. He peaked his eyes open when he didn’t get an immediate answer. Everyone was staring at him, tense, waiting.

The wolf huffed under his gaze, blue eyes flashing, and Stiles could visualize Peter’s eye roll that would’ve came with the answer to that question. “Obviously not, sweetheart. I have more control than that.”

“Don’t give me that attitude, dude,” He grumbled at the wolf who was now sitting beside him calmly. One ear perked up, and the wolf leaned against Stiles’ side, almost toppling the boy over.

“Oh good, so he’s not going to kill you,” Erica called out.

“I’m not a guinea pig, dammit. What if he had decided to chew on the squishy human?”

“Then we’d cry. Probably.”

“I hate you all,” Stiles grumbled, tensing when the wolf made a low whuff before growling towards Erica, lip curling to show his fangs, and wow, those were big and also close to Stiles’ face. “Woah, dude, hey, let’s put the teeth away.” Peter sent him some serious side-eye, but at least he quit growling.

“So what’s the plan?” Isaac asked.

Derek sighed, brushing the glass off his clothes and looking exhausted. “Well Stiles is the only one he hasn’t tried to kill, so he’ll just have to stay with him until this wears off.”

“You’re joking, right?” Stiles asked. “I can’t keep a wolf at my house! My dad will freak!”

“Then stay at Peter’s and tell your dad you’re doing…pack things, I don’t know,” Derek waved him off.

“You can’t leave Stiles alone with Peter!” Scott yelled.

Peter was instantly to his feet, looking ready to go for round two, and it was instinctive for Stiles to reach out for him, grabbing the fur on his back before he could leapt for Scott’s jugular.

“Woah, hey, calm down, Creeperwolf. Back to the no growling please,” he murmured, running his free hand soothingly through his fur. “We’re going to work this out, so just calm down.” Peter’s hackles lowered, teeth put away.

“Stiles the Wolf Whisperer,” Erica said in a low voice.

“Get him out of here. Please,” Derek added, like it killed him to be polite.

“Ugh, fine. If he eats me in my sleep though, in haunting you,” Stiles threatened, standing and moving towards the door. “Come on, Zombiewolf. Let’s get you away from your triggers.”

The wolf stayed by his side, never turning his back to the other weres, glaring but not growling, thankfully. He’d calmed down significantly by the time they reached Stiles’ jeep, and he was even wagging his tail a bit once Stiles pulled into Peter’s apartment’s parking lot.

“I don’t think you’re quite as gone as you’d like everyone to believe,” Stiles said, eyes narrowing with suspicion as Peter walking into his apartment before Stiles after having waited patiently for the boy to open his door.

Peter looked over his shoulder, wolfy face the picture of innocence as his tongue lolled from his mouth.

“You are a menace,” Stiles accused. He still ran his hand through the fur on his head though, because wow was he soft.

He sent his dad a text telling him they had had a pack thing come up but everything was fine, he’d just be over at Peter’s for a couple days. He was sure his dad would freak out and call him as soon as he woke up and saw it, but it was better than him waking up and freaking out after seeing his son missing with no explanation.

Peter herded Stiles towards the bedroom, letting the boy get comfortable before hopping up and pressing against his side. He snuffled adorably against Stiles chest before leaning up to scent at his neck familiarly. Stiles curled his arms around the wolf, fingers sifting through the soft fur rhythmically.

“I guess we haven’t been quite as good at hiding our relationship as we thought,” Stiles said sleepily, yawning hugely. “Or at least you haven’t, if the whole pack knows I’m your favorite.”

The wolf picked up it’s head to meet his gaze, sending Stiles a look way too intelligent to come from an animal. “You were my favorite before we started a relationship. And besides, it’ll take nothing short of us making out in front of those idiots for them to realize that we’re together.”

“I wish you’d told me about this witch,” Stiles said, frowning even as his eyes blinked slowly, tiredly. 

“There wouldn’t have been a need, if Scott hadn’t stepped in with his foolishness and talked Derek out of doing the right thing.” Peter snapped his jaws angrily and if Stiles had given it much thought he would’ve been impressed at how well they understood each other now, that just Peter’s body language while stuck as a wolf told him exactly what the man meant.

“You know he means well.”

“Him meaning well is going to get someone killed one day.” The wolf’s ear twitched in annoyance and Stiles smiled softly, scratching behind it and snuggling just a bit closer.

“I know you won’t let that happen, Squishywolf,” he murmured. “I trust you.”

Peter preened, nuzzling the boy’s neck and scenting him obviously.

“Hurry up and beat this curse, okay? It’s steak night on Sunday and dad’s going to be upset if you’re too wolfy to help him sneak garlic bread passed me.”

Peter huffed, licking Stiles once and earning a glower as the boy wiped the spit off.

“Dog slobber.” Stiles wrinkled his nose in disgust. “No more of that. Let’s just go to sleep, wolf.”

Peter whuffed in agreement. “Goodnight, sweetheart.”

“Goodnight, Peter.”

Why no Ghost?? Some speculations....

Budget problems aside (imo wasted on one too many dragon shots but ok) having Ghost at Winterfell with Sansa would  perhaps create a few problems…narrative wise for D&D and the plots they love…

1. They apparently deleted a scene in which Jon tells Ghost to look out for Sansa. It would be extremely sweet but also kind of telling to have Sansa swagger around Winterfell with literally Jon’s “ghost” by her side. If they were trying to “tone down” on the Jonsa vibes and force make people “see” Jonerys then even a single Ghost(Jon)xSansa scene would nicely crap all over that plan. It’s already very telling to show Jon assaulting Ramsay like a mad wolf and snapping and snarling at LF as if he actually ‘were’ Ghost…

2. Arya couldn’t get within a mile of Sansa with her current attitude. Whether Arya is only pretending to threaten Sansa to trick LF or serious about it, Ghost would bite her on the arse if she came at Sansa with a dagger, casually bragging that she could cut her face off. If Nymeria did not follow the NoOne!Arya then Ghost would certainly not like her spewing threats and shit at the woman he was ordered to protect for his master. The entire Sansa-is-surrounded-by-enemies- now-that-Brienne-has-left plot element would not work (not that it makes particular sense to begin with) because Ghost would rip anyones throat out if they came near her (again, just like Jon himself)

3. Jon’s identity as King in the North is somehow tied to Ghost. When one of the Lord’s declared “He is the White Wolf. The King in the North.” that was Jon’s being accepted as a Stark, a “Wolf” and the leader of all the Northern Houses. Ghost symbolises this moment. He symbolises Jon’s “Starkness” (what made him ‘equal’ to all the other Starklings despite being a bastard) and also his being “snow” white, his being a bastard, which is also part of his identity. One reason why Ghost is absent — and even if not shown (bc budget for dragons), never even talked about – is that Jon is heading for a major identity crisis (all the living Starks are, but that’s another post) and the “loss” of Ghost that we viewers perceive is also somehow mirroring the loss of Jon’s identity as a Stark, a Snow, a Northerner and KitN. Ghost’s master is Jon Snow, the King in the North. Jon (or Aegon, if the rumours are true) Targaryen doesn’t have a direwolf, he probably has a pet dragon named Rhaegal…*rolls eyes* 

Guess we’ll see. But with all the dragon overload I just want one scene at least with this beautiful creature…

“Fresh wind is curling our manes and the smeel of blossoming flowers fills our inside. We run together with the rising sun, our paws easily bounce off the warm ground. Nothings stops us today. We are wild. We are free.
I feel great strength blazing inside me. Before I often felt something holding it, not letting it out. But time passed since then. I lived through great happiness and desperate sadness. And when it hit me hard that I couldn’t breathe, that I couldn’t hold it anymore, I thought I’ve had enough.
Now I am a wild animal, just as you are”.

Snap and Father Wolf. He hasn’t got a name or he simply doesn’t tell it, a wolfdog doesn’t know. But she doesn’t worry; Snap knows how to call him when she needs to.


“Свежий ветер развевает гриву, а запах цветущих трав наполняет нутро. Мы бежим вместе с восходящим солнцем, наши лапы легко отталкиваются от тёплой земли. Нас ничто не остановит сегодня. Мы дикие. Мы на воле.
Я чувствую силу, которая бурлит внутри меня. Некогда я чувствовала, будто что-то сжимает эту силу, сдерживает её внутри. Но с тех пор утекло много воды. Мне довелось испытать великое счастье и отчаянную печаль. И тогда, когда тиски последней больно сдавили сердце, когда больше не было сил терпеть, я почувствовала, что с меня достаточно.
Теперь я, как и ты, свободный зверь”.

Цап и Отец Волк. У него нет имени или он не говорит его - собака не знает этого наверняка. Но её это не беспокоит; она знает, как назвать его, если в этом будет нужда.

Snapped: Part two; Flustered. [Smut]

A/N; So this is part two of the collab with @mystic-biscuit her part was called captivated. It will run for a few chapters, the series is entitled Snapped. I really hope you enjoy it and i’m looking forward for the next few chapters. Anything bolded is an inner thought. Enjoy my loves. xoxo

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Warnings: Abuse. Smut. Domination. 

Word count: 7,239

Part one. 

Originally posted by pereswagposts

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