wolf tendencies

w0wr00d  asked:

Can we suggest prompts from that list u reblogged? Bc if so, can you try 4 pls?

So, this somehow turned into a 11k monstrosity. Hope you enjoy it! And as always, also on ao3! (Thinking about turning this into a series, what do y’all think?)

One would think that after living his entire life ― almost twenty nine years now ― as a werewolf Derek would be used to the exhaustion and disorientation that came with the morning after a full moon. One would think that he would be used to the insufferable cottonmouth often accompanied by the humiliating realization that he had made some poor little woodland creature his meal, finding clumps of fur and bits of flesh around his mouth.

One would also think that he would be used to waking up completely naked, or at the very least nearly so, in the most random of places, ranging from the roof of his family’s home in the preserve to an unfamiliar parking lot across town. One might think that he would be used to the sensory overload the full moon brought with it, every sense heightened and intensified, a wave of primordial instincts rushing to the forefront of his mind.

One might think that he would be used to actually being a werewolf. But one would be wrong.

Because each and every month, without fail, Derek was overwhelmed by the thrall of the full moon and all its influencing effects. In mere moments, the control he worked so hard to maintain, in both his personal and professional lives, was shattered the instant the moon rose above the treetops.

Like clockwork, he and most of his family succumbed to their lupine instincts, the moonlight baptizing them each month, letting them shed their human burdens and be reborn in the night. It was like a cocktail of adrenaline and endorphins being shot into their veins, invigorating them the way nothing else on earth possibly could.

Most took to the woods, in either full or beta shift, spending the night hunting white-tailed and mule deer, whetting their ravenous appetites with fresh venison, painting their lips and fangs with warm blood. Others spent the time satisfying their more carnal desires, locking themselves behind closed doors with their mates to romp around in the sheets, testing both the limits of the Hale House’s soundproofing and the integrity of the headboards.

Personally, Derek preferred the thrill of the hunt, having no mate or partner by any stretch of the imagination, spending his night on four paws instead of two feet. He reveled in the carefree rush of chasing down prey, his eyes glittering yellow in the dark depths of the forest as he brought a buck to bay, sinking his fangs into the ungulate’s throat.

But he was also prone to wander, especially after his eating his fill of freshly killed deer or elk, his entire pack poking fun at his ‘lone wolf’ tendencies as they had been dubbed, wandering away the from the pack for seemingly no reason. Usually, he didn’t remember his little episodes of midnight wanderlust, only recalling catching wind of the most wondrous scent he had ever even dreamed of encountering, drawn to it like a moth to the flame, or rather a wolf to the moon.

His sisters, and more often than not his uncle and even both of his parents, constantly teases him about the mysterious siren scent he kept finding himself inexplicably attracted to, it luring him like the sweetest ambrosia. Their ribbing was mostly tolerable, a necessary evil he had grown accustomed to throughout his childhood of growing up with all of his family, both immediate and extended, living under the same roof.

But what was truly insufferable was the fact that his mother insisted that it was the scent of his mate, thus why it was so very intoxicating to him, sometimes going off on unbelievably embarrassing tangents about how she had met their father. It was a story they had all heard a million times before, the details burned into their memories, with a few more sordid details added once they were old enough.

It was such a foolishly romantic notion that it couldn’t possibly be true, an old omega’s tale of true mates and the moon’s heavenly light guiding couples, together though, admittedly, he found the idea of mates rather palatable. He was bolstered by the knowledge that somewhere out there in the world was someone absolutely perfect for him, someone who complemented him completely.

Where he was shy and at times cold and distant, his mate would be extroverted and exuberant and warm. Where he was more domestic and content at home, his mate would be adventurous and energetic, loud where he was quiet. His mate would be the day to his night, the sun to his moon. And it would be perfect.

The very thought appealed to him a great deal, especially with his less than stellar dating history.

First, there had been Kate, a woman older than him by more than twenty years who had used her charms and worldliness to entice and seduce him when he was barely legal, only a high school senior. She had been his first real girlfriend, making him feel older and more confident than he actually was, his friends on the basketball team practically worshipping him for sleeping with an older woman, christening her Cougar Kate.

They had shortly thereafter learned that she came from what was possibly the most well known family of werewolf hunters, the harsh truth coming to light when she attempted to burn down the Hale House. Fortunately, they had caught her red-handed before she could strike a single match, having had the bright idea to use pure gasoline and kerosene, the mere scent waking up everyone in the house. She had been arrested on the spot, given a speedy trial during which she was quickly convicted of over twenty counts of attempted murder, sentenced to life without the possibility of parole.

Derek had sworn off relationships after that, shifting his focus to his studies. Having gotten into his first choice school, Stanford, he jumped headfirst into college life.

After graduating college with his Master’s in both education and history, he started dating Jennifer Blake, an English professor at a local community college. She had too had initially been sweet and intriguing, engaging him in the most intriguing talks about literature and the humanities but she hadn’t been much better than Kate in the long run.

In all actuality, she was not merely an English teacher, she was also a darach, a former emissary who had been betrayed by her ex-girlfriend and former pack. Apparently, from what Derek could gather, her plan was to siphon off as much energy from him and his family as she could, conspiring to conduct a series of sacrifices to revitalize her own power enough so she could exact revenge on her former pack.

It was all very convoluted and downright crazy, like something out of a bad Syfy original movie Peter always insisted on watching for the sole purpose of verbally ripping them apart, pointing out plot holes and awful dialogue. Again, luckily, they had discovered her devious little plot before she could lay a finger on a single virgin, shooing her out of their territory after relieving her of the last remainders of her power.

After all of that, Derek had completely sworn off any sort of romantic relationships, along with any sexual relationships, vehemently refusing to join any dating sites or pick up a one night stand like Laura and Erica insisted he do. With his luck, he would probably end up sleeping with a succubus, or an incubus as he had officially announced that he was bisexual shortly after graduating high school, after the whole Kate debacle.

Instead, he dedicated all of his time and energy to his family and his career, pouring all of himself, body and soul, into his new job at Beacon University, teaching History 135: Native American and Indigenous Peoples. And while he loved his job with all his heart, and his family even more so, he had to admit that sometimes he did long for a partner.

He longed for someone to curl up on the couch with after a long day, wrapped up in a warm blanket as they cuddled by the fireplace. He longed for someone to come home to after a long day of teaching and grading papers, someone to greet him with a quick kiss and a, “How was your day?”

He wanted someone he could bring home to meet his family, someone both of his parents could interrogate about their intentions with him, putting the fear of the moon into them. He wanted someone he could rely on to always be there for him, through thick and thin, through good times and bad.

He wanted someone he could wake up to on mornings like this.

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anonymous asked:

Scira or Scallison? Stalia or Stydia? And why? Who do you think had the best chemistry? I love reading your views!!

Thanks! Yeah, I have a few posts on this question.

I’ll start with the easier one, I’m a Stalia fan and have never been swayed by Stydia. Why? Well.

First of all, and I am a fan of ships where the two people have minimal scenes together, but Stiles and Lydia don’t spend enough time together for me to really find them particularly moving. Whenever I come across a Stydia fan who admits that Stiles’ infatuation with her in season 1 was obsessive and creepy and just icky at times, they follow that up by saying what great friends they became since then but, like, where? To me, it’s more like they’re cogs in the wheel that is the pack like everyone else, their friendship with each other isn’t unique from the friendship they have with the other people in the pack, which is also why, the whole “Stiles is Lydia’s hero” narrative doesn’t make sense to me because everyone goes hard for everyone in the pack, Lydia seeing Malia get killed is what wakes her up from a coma, Scott has his we did so much for someone we didn’t know but “This is Lydia” speech, everyone put their asses on the line to get her out of the asylum just like how everyone went hard for Mason and went hard for Jackson, that’s what that pack does. If I’m being more lenient to Stydia the only thing I can say is that the way Stiles fees about her … it doesn’t even feel personal to me, it’s more like  Lydia is this symbol or on this pedestal, like a thread in his life but she doesn’t need to be his girlfriend, she just needs to be a fixture in his life, she just needs to be safe, she just needs to call him from time to time and he’s good, Lydia just needs to be OK.

But with Malia … the way he cares about her and the way he protects her (or did in season 4) I found that very much personal

(the way he sort of walk runs toward her)

or his sheer panic at the thought that she was leaving him behind in 4x01

or when he refuses to leave her during the full moon and in fact unchains her and the way he knows her … Stiles knows everyone because Stiles is smart and perceptive he’s the whacky brain of the group but there’s such an intimacy to his knowledge of Malia and Dylan and Shelley have the chemistry to bring that to life so when she tells him how relationships are hard for her they’re like … and he says, “Like math?” which goes back to the very beginning of the season and how hard she struggled with math and his attempts to help her with it and then she says, “I hate math” and he sort of inches toward her and says, “You hate me?” the amount of affection and sexual tension and catharsis in that moment.

And that snuggling scene? Oh my God, I love it so much much because Stiles can’t sleep, he isn’t used to having someone else in his bed and is almost irritated by having her there and they try all these different positions and when she says back-to-back he has this, “Well I don’t like this” and it’s because they’re not touching and it’s not a suitable compromise for him and then now that she’s gone, he isn’t used to sleeping without her? Which can be a metaphor for how they grew to become this couple and love each other?

(also I love Stiles’ face ^^ because it’s sheepish and dorky and cute and he actually just looks happy to be with her)

I just ship them so hard and was frustrated that they fell apart for absolutely no reason other than JD decided it was time for them to stop being together because yeah, which leads me to the second question.

I ship both Scira and Scallison, I think both ships have great chemistry, I think that they’re also very different.

I understand why people still hold on to Scallison because it was a very precious ship, it was very high school, I feel like I’m 14 every time I watch them and I have such a dorky smile on my face when I watch them because it’s this Crazy Stupid Love, Boombox Over My Head, Can’t Eat, Can’t Sleep, XOXO Hearts All Over My Notebook L O V E LOVE

and the show just decided to end it for absolutely no reason. Like I take issue with the whole “a woman needs to get out of a relationship to find her independence” trope especially since Allison ends up with Isaac for no discernible reason, like there was really no suitable explanation for Scallison to end. But at the same time, Scallison was also very high school, which I know I already said but that comes with certain flaws, like they were immature with each other which is why a lot of the time Stiles is so hilariously done with them; they’re just so wrapped up in one another and their star-crossed romance, everything is about the other person, Scott’s password and username is Allison. he can’t control his wolf tendencies because Allison was his anchor, Lydia just wants to know what the hell is going on and Allison is only concerned with Lydia not telling anyone that her and Scott are seeing each other, they’re too busy having sex in the car they don’t realize Jackson escaped. And maybe they could’ve grown up with each other and within their relationship but that’s not what the show wanted, which brings me to Scira.

I love Scira and they’re very different from Scallison in the sense that there is still that high school nervousness between them sometimes like when Scott kisses Kira at the lockers without thinking and she doesn’t know how to handle it, or when he says I love you without thinking and she doesn’t know how to handle it (a lot of Scott doing something without thinking and Kira being like uh …) but they’re more grounded. And that groundedness is rooted in their physicality, which is interesting because Scallison is also rooted in physicality but Scallison’s physicality is like we kiss and I’m breathless, you touch my hand and my heart stops:
 but with Scira, it’s we kiss and the world stops:

you touch my hand and I’m stilled.

You hold me and I’m grounded.

There’s an urgency with which they need to be in each other’s arms but that urgency disappears once they actually get there

because they can relax and decompress and feel comforted and rooted so basically they’re a breath of fresh air whereas Scallison is just pure breathlessness and those are two very different chemistries but I probably lean more toward Scira.

All right, friends and neighbors, as you may have gleaned from my posts Christa is my second favorite character in The Walking Dead, behind only Clementine herself, and since it’s Christa Day, I’m gonna (briefly) tell you why she’s a complex and deeply written character who deserves more interest than she gets.

Christa’s a loner who cares deeply about other people in spite of herself. Christa’s modus operandi when it comes to survival is to keep her human baggage as light as possible, but her pragmatism is always at war with her compassion. She wants to be a cool-headed survivor who can make tough choices without emotional distraction but fears losing her humanity in the process. She coldly votes to leave Ben behind in Crawford because That’s What Needs to Be Done, but the minute Clem argues for the more compassionate choice, Christa recants, surprised by her own behavior.

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anonymous asked:

I'm 18 and I like this girl, who is a pup, but she's a bit older than me and out of state. I am a Dom, with little/fox-wolf tendencies, and I just don't want what to do? I'm nervous because I think she may like me back, idk though. Any advice?

You should just ask her. Especially if the relationship is online only, wires can get crossed and things can be assumed and it will just be a huge mess. Honesty is the bet policy, I would just ask her how she feels and tell her how you feel.

A changed man: Gajeel Redfox

A long time ago, I got an ask about whether I’m considering writing metas about other characters or BrOTPs. I mentioned that I wanted to do one on Gajeel because Mashima’s made a well-rounded and complex character in the Iron Dragon Slayer. I’m happy that he’s given Gajeel such great moments and development to his character. I think we can all agree that the Gajeel now is no longer the same Gajeel we first saw.

I am so proud of how far you’ve come, Gajeel *sheds tears* and props to you Mashima-sensei.

To the anon, this is about a year overdue since your ask ^^” but it is finally here!

Now on with a trip down memory lane!

Abandoned, Prideful, and mean - Gajeel before and during Phantom Lord

We first meet Gajeel as an antagonist in the beginning of the Phantom Lord arc.

The iron dragon had no mercy for the weak. He believed his power was his strength, and Master Jose gave him opportunities to use it - mostly for the bad. He was feared by his guild mates and he taunted them and let them.

It is understandable when we realise that he was abandoned by his dragon, just like Natsu. However, Gajeel felt hurt and betrayed. Who needs the damn dragon anyway? His magic was his pride and all he had left and survive and go on when Metalicana disappeared.

While Natsu was found by Makarov and Mystogan found Wendy and later on Cait Shelter, Gajeel was alone. While the former two started on the right foot due to the people they met. Gajeel wasn’t so lucky.

In some form or way, Jose found him and took him to Phantom Lord, where Master Jose took a liking to his powers and had him use it for all the wrong reasons.

It probably strengthened his belief that his dragon slaying magic and brute force is all he needed - for he is feared and admired by his guild mates and others by these two things he possesses alone.

Until he encountered Fairy Tail. He thought destroying Fairy Tail’s guild would weaken their morale, but it didn’t. He thought hurting Levy, Jet, and Droy - the “weakest” link in Fairy Tail - to spite them would work, but it didn’t. He thought beating Lucy to a pulp would make her fear him, make her weak, but she didn’t back down from his taunting.

Mashima never delved into the horrible things Gajeel did, however he did clue us in that our Iron Dragon Dork isn’t a bad person. Gajeel did want to reject Makarov’s hand in joining Fairy Tail. He felt that he didn’t deserve a place in a guild he sought to destroy.

Mashima instilled through Makarov that Gajeel could change. Thus begins the journey where us as readers start to see where Mashima is laying the groundworks for Gajeel’s development and redemption story..

Despite sticking to himself in Phantom Lord, he had a friend in Juvia during their time in Jose’s guild. Given Gajeel’s lone-wolf tendencies in Phantom Lord, the fact that he was happy to have Juvia around says a lot.

Before Juvia, Gajeel also had a motherly member on the Magic Council that looked out for him, Berno (or Belno).

Both of them believed that Gajeel had it in his heart to be a good person, even if Gajeel didn’t quite believe (or acknowledge) it himself. As did Makarov, who said he can be turned to the right path despite the wrong detour he took.

Building trust and the road to redemption (i) - Battle of Fairy Tail

Unlike Juvia, Gajeel literally had to gain the trust of Fairy Tail because of his actions, as stated by Makarov when he went to see Gajeel personally.

And Gajeel took it to heart. He wanted to be trusted and wanted to do good. As noted in the Fairy Tail Wiki, Gajeel was loyal to PL and Jose because he wanted to BELONG somewhere. He believed that Phantom Lord was a strong guild. Even though he’s now in Fairy Tail, it ain’t any different and doesn’t change the fact that Gajeel wants to prove himself an ally.

In the Battle of Fairy Tail, he let Jet and Droy let off some steam by letting them beat him up.

He also let Laxus let off his pent-up steam as well. When Laxus’s anger got a little out of control though….

Gajeel saved Levy from Laxu’s thunder too.

At this point for both of them, there was a lack of trust. Levy was still wary of being around Gajeel. You see her watching and observing Gajeel from a distance. She is nervous around him, and doesn’t seem comfortable and that’s totally OK. She has every right to be scared of him, in fact. For Gajeel, he wanted to make up to not just her or Jet and Droy, but other members of Fairy Tail too. That said, this arc and this moment was the start of something that wasn’t “fear” or “apprehension” between Gajeel and Levy, but “trust”. 

At the beginning of this arc, we saw Gajeel showing Levy that he can be trusted. Well, in the latter half, we see Levy show the same.

When Levy took it upon herself to figure out Freed’s runes on the guild so that Gajeel and Natsu could hold off Laxus. Gajeel wanted to get out there and fight, and was frustrated because the barrier was something he couldn’t break by brute force.

Yet there was Levy. With her books, notes and a pen, using her intellect to find them a way out. And she did. Levy accomplished something he couldn’t do and he was amazed, which he told her.

She was also firm in her belief that he and Natsu together will be able to stop Laxus. But he beat her up. She had all the rights to walk away and not help him and Natsu out. But she did anyway, out of faith that he has changed (or is changing) his ways.

Gajeel didn’t disappoint when he was finally released out of the guild. One, he saved Natsu when Laxus wasn’t himself anymore.

Then two, taking one of Laxus’s lightening strikes himself, using his steel as a lightening rod so that he was struck down instead. Showing to Levy, if not the other guild members also present, that he can be trusted. 

This arc was probably the most beaten up Gajeel has been though, poor thing.

The Battle of Fairy Tail was only the start of Gajeel’s redemption though. Here, Mashima also slotted in a subplot - that Gajeel was working as a double agent for Makarov on his son’s guild, Raven Tail, which I’ll touch on later.

A different side to Gajeel: Finding a Friend in Lily - Edolas

The Tower of Heaven and Oracion Seis/Nirvana arc were pretty Jerza and Team Natsu-centric that we didn’t see Gajeel until they all got back from that mission. With a new member (and fellow dragon slayer)!

We see Gajeel’s road to redemption touched on again after Wendy Marvell, a young Sky Dragon Slayer, also joined the guild, her Exceed Charle in tow.

Starting with Edolas, I think Mashima also began to delve into the comedic side of our Iron Dragon Slayer.

One, we find out that he likes to sing and play the guitar - regardless of the audience reception.

And two, that white suits and shoobi-do-wa is a thing XDDDD

We also find out that he is secretly effed that he doesn’t have a(n) cat Exceed of his own, dawwww another tsun!

Comedic Gajeel aside, the Iron Dork played quite a big part in the beginning of Edolas, as he was the one that freed Erza and Gray from the lacrima. Working with his Edolas counterpart to move the plot forward. [1]

Remember how Mashima touched on the fact that Gajeel is working as a double agent? I think the fact that he was able to work with Edolas!Gajeel (AND the fact that Edolas!Gajeel is a journalist) shows and implies that Gajeel is dependable and resourceful. Edolas!Gajeel is not crass nor is he a brute but it fortells what Gajeel Redfox CAN BE in the future, gihi~ ;) [2]

I also find him helping little Wendy in being a “convincing” scary villain very sweet.

I’ll also forever enjoy the fact that he was so overjoyed at having Lily as his partner/Exceed! Lily is also the first person/cat/Exceed he calls “aibou” and given Gajeel only has had Juvia with him as his friend thus far in the story, him finding a friend in Lily is pretty important! Because from their fight, Gajeel saw a bit of himself in (Panther) Lily.

[1], [2] From digging back to earlier chapters, the banters, plans, and stints between Earthland and Edolas Gajeel were anime-only.

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anonymous asked:

I kinda imagine him to have wolf like tendencies out side the transformations. Kind of like the feral ford au. So in the portal he acts wild but when he's back for a while he's like a big pup.

Maybe? I don’t want to have him just be a doggo though

Maybe he can transform whenever, he just has to on the full moon? Like if he needs to do a thing like hunt for food or something he can Be a Wolf for that?

Dog People- Peter Maximoff x Reader

Request @wolfwarrior22: Hello Can I make a request Xmen(peter,Kurt,orCharles not paralyzed)x reader with a wolf mutation(tail ears wolf like tendencies like growling)and she can turn into a giant wolf based on the song heathens by 21pilots

A/N: So I really loved this request, it was so unique and cool, so thanks for this! Also, for the Xmen character to be apart of this I chose Peter, and I decided to leave the reader with the wolf ears (even while human), like the request asked, but to not have a tail when in human form, I hope that’s okay!! :) (Who’s the worst a coming up with titles…this girl!)

Originally posted by thewinchesternightangel

Note: Reader has ability to turn into wolf, and when in human form as wolf like tendencies including wolf ears.

You were lounging on your bed, Twenty One Pilots blaring into your headphones. Your eyes were closed, fingers tapping against your leg. It was days like this you savored, when you had as much time to yourself as you wanted. You hummed along to the song, enjoying not having any plans or interruptions when suddenly you felt a hand shaking your shoulder.

“Heyy, hey, heyy.” You paused your music, opening your eyes in annoyance. Peter Maximoff, was standing over you, that cocky grin plastered on his face, but when he met your gaze he stepped back a bit. “Woah your eyes they’re-” you suddenly felt embarrassed and blinked a few times, willing your eyes to return to their normal shade. They changed when you got worked up, but not just your eyes, other parts of your mutation surfaced as well. It was small things, like a growl that you totally didn’t plan, or your eyes turning a bright yellowish green color, it wasn’t something you were exactly proud of especially when everyone else her seemed to be able to keep their mutations in check, but it was who you were everyone in the mansion had their abilities and yours was turning into a wolf.

“What do you want Peter?” You huffed, pulling out your earbuds, knowing him, he wasn’t just going to let you return to listening your music in peace.

“Oh nothing really,” he said, leaning against the post at the end of your bed, arms crossed over his chest. “Just wondering if you wanted to take the Convertible for a spin, Scott’s too busy with Jean, and Kurt’s being a pain in the ass like usual. He gave you a smile that tugged at one corner of his lips. 

“Are you going to let me say no?” You sat forward looking up at him. He gave his head a small shake. “Well fine then, I’d love to.” You offered a sarcastic smile and held out your hand for him to pull you up. He did easily, tugging you off your bed, and then without asking placed one hand on your neck, to brace your head, and ran you into the garage. You sucked in a sharp breath when you finally stopped and bent over, hands on your knees. Running like that always made you sick. Peter laughed at your discomfort and climbed into the driver’s side of the car. 

“Coming?” He motioned to the passenger seat with a smirk, you sighed, but hopped in. He started the car.

“Is this even allowed?” You buckled your seat belt, feeling nervous, Peter wasn’t exactly one to take things slow.

“Sure it is.” He gave you wide grin, “if we don’t get caught.” He added a moment later, but only as a mumble under his breath.

“Peter.” You chided him, but he brushed off your tone with a laugh. You couldn’t help but smile along with him. You adjusted your light blue baseball cap so it wouldn’t fly off your head as the car picked up speed down the road.

“I don’t know why you wear those all the time.” He shot you a sideways glance. He was talking about your hat.

“Yes you do.” You huffed. Everyone knew why you constantly had a baseball cap on, especially Peter, it was to hide your ears, because to add to being able to turn into a full on wolf, in human form you were still left with the wolfish ears, soft and fuzzy, but extremely annoying, you wore the caps to cover them, and Peter’s favorite game to play was to flip it off your head every time he walked by you and laugh as you frantically pulled it back on. He wasn’t being mean, he was just being Peter.

“Come on.” He punched  your arm. “Your mutation is sick. You get to turn into a giant dog when ever you want and who doesn’t love dogs?” He grinned at you causing you to laugh.

“Cat people,” you corrected him with a joking smile, “cat people don’t like dogs and besides I’m not turning into some Golden Retriever, my mutation allows me to turn into a wolf.”

“Well hey, at least you aren’t turning into a big blue bear like Hank and as a bonus you get to hang out with a dog person.” You laughed as he pointed his thumbs at himself. You both quieted a bit after that, enjoying the spring breeze and the car’s radio, when out of nowhere you swerved to the right, skidding on the road. “Shit,” Peter exclaimed frantically spinning the wheel. The car slid across the asphalt before finally stopping on the other side. 

“Oh my God.” You finally breathed when things settled. “What just happened?” You turned, wide eyed, to Peter.

“I don’t know we hit something back there and blew a tire.” He ran his fingers anxiously through his silver hair. “Oh God, Charles is going to kick my ass.” He laid his forehead on the steering wheel. 

“What do we do?” You finally said after the realization set in that you were both screwed.

“I guess we walk back, at least were not that far away, we’ll have to come back with Logan or someone to tow the car.” He shrugged, but looked totally defeated. 

“So much for a fun ride.” You opened your door stepping onto the street.

“Well it was fun.” Peter said with a small smile that revealed his dimples. You laughed. “I can get us there like in a minuet you know?” He raised an eyebrow.

“I know,” you smiled at him, “but you’re not the only one with a mutation.” He held his hands up, “alright dog whisperer, let’s see it.” He looked at you expectantly. You sighed and took a few short strides forward. Your height immediately changed and suddenly the world looked much different, sharper, clearer, like it always did when you transformed. You perked your ears up at Peter who smiled at you.

“Who’s a cute puppy?” He laughed and you let out a joking growl. “I’ll see you back at the mansion he smiled one last time before disappearing completely, already gone. You made your way back too, at first trotting, but then breaking into a full on run.

Androcentrism, Belle, Rumpelstiltskin, and the Enchanted Forest

This is something that I’ve been batting around in my head since I saw the promo yesterday and now it’s ready to come out.  A lot of people I noticed were upset that Belle didn’t take a more active role in defeating Zelena, but I wasn’t.  I mean, don’t get me wrong, I wanted Belle to kill her.  More than that, though, I just wanted her to die because I wanted to be rid of her (probably much like Rumpelstiltskin).  But why did we expect and desire Belle to be the one to do the deed?  The answer, I think, has to do with androcentrism in the fans (myself included) but also presented in the show.

To begin, let’s discuss what androcentrism is.  According to Wikipedia

Androcentrism (Greekandro-, “man, male”) is the practice, conscious or otherwise, of placing male human beings or the masculine point of view at the center of one’s view of the world and its culture and history.

Once I started thinking of the show in terms of an androcentric perspective, I realized that it explains a lot about Belle and Rumpelstiltskin and the way that the other characters (and in some ways, the fandom itself) react to them.

Once Upon a Time is a highly androcentric show, although it is female driven.  This can be seen in a few instances, (eg. the sexual aggression present in the villains, the emphasis on physical acts of bravery as the only sort of bravery in the Charmings and Rumpelstiltskin’s backstory, and the frequent battles and confrontations against the Big Bad each season).

Meanwhile, Belle (and Rumpelstiltskin, but we’re going to get to him in a bit) is a far more gynocentric character.  This is probably self-explanatory, but gynocentrism is the practice of putting traditionally female perspectives at the center of the story.  For all her bravery and desire for adventure, Belle is a character with a highly feminine perspective.  Her big heroic moment is going with Rumple, saving her people not with a sword but with sacrifice.  Even during her time fighting the Yaoguai she defeats him using her mind (knowing what language he’s writing in, thinking to use the fairy dust, tricking him into getting wet) and not by any act of physical strength.  This carries into season 3, when the fandom is disappointed that she’s left behind to guard Storybrooke rather than go off into the dangers to face Pan and when her heroic moments involve doing research and insisting she won’t be bullied by Zelena.  These are all heroic things, although they are far less valued by the show and the characters within it than things the more androcentric characters do.

This lack of value and understanding, however, does not diminish the character or the acts themselves.  We can call this Sansa Stark Syndrome in reference to the Game of Thrones character.  She’s survived in arguably the most dangerous place for her in the world based solely on her ability to play the game of politics as it applies to women in her time period and yet a large segment of the fandom dislikes her in comparison to her tomboyish sister Arya who passes herself off as a boy and survives by behaving in a more masculine fashion via sword fighting and being good at shooting bows.  Sansa behaves like a girl, and the fandom punishes her for it.

Belle is not punished as severely as Sansa, not by a long shot, but the characters can be compared in that both survive and flourish by behaving as women in their society do and not by acting as men.  Belle even calls attention to this when she tells Rumple it’s not easy for women to show the world what they can do, because the Enchanted Forest (as in the real world and the world of GoT) values acts of physical bravery over Belle’s more subtle ability to fight things by understanding them rather than conquering them.

This androcentrism also plays out via the way the characters behave around Rumpelstiltskin, whose initial sin that sets the rest of the world against him is that he chooses home and family over wartime heroics.  For this he is labelled a coward time and time again.  He returns home to Milah and his son by injuring himself, he refuses to fight Hook and leave his son orphaned, he captures the power of the Dark One to protect his son.  Rumpelstiltskin is a Papa Wolf (the male analogue to a Mama Bear).  He will do literally anything to protect his family, this is summed up by TVTropes thusly:

Rumpelstiltskin of Once Upon a Time, especially before he gets his powers: a friendless cripple whose wife ran out on him years ago, his son is the only thing he’s got left, and if you threaten that son, he will happily burn down his duke’s palace, kill an evil wizard to usurp his powers, and then merrily kill every soldier he gets his hands on. He’s also shown displaying Papa Wolf-ish tendencies towards other people’s children — he speaks of wanting to protect all the children who’ve been conscripted to war, not just his son, and is visibly angered by Cinderella’s casual offer to sell her other child.

There is a reason that the term people are most familiar with is Mama Bear, because protection of children is seen as a traditionally feminine trait, and Rumpel’s choice of family is what sets his reputation as a coward in motion – a reputation he still lives under to this day.  It’s no coincidence that his big moment of heroism involved killing himself and Pan to save his son and Belle, or that Zelena still identifies him as a coward after that.

This, I think, is the reason so many Rumbelle fans are becoming frustrated with the presentation of the characters and their relationship on the show.  They are an underused couple, because their personalities – their very essence as characters – run contrary to the central theme of the show.  This is not a bad thing, though.  They present the feminine archetype in a heroic fashion, even in the face of disrespect from the more masculine aspects of their society.  So, do I wish they had more screentime?  Yes.  But I still wouldn’t change their story arcs in exchange for that, because this is important to see regardless of how often it’s on screen – it is important to see the feminine treated as heroic, and to see characters embodying those traits who are not weak.

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Prompt: Anything Regency era! 

Happy Day 4!

Your Hand || Klaroline

The ballroom bustled with activity. Skirts swished in time with the music, boots landing in rhythm. Rebekah Mikaelson adored society life, though her mother was more and more adamant that she make a match this season. She had taken to sitting with her brothers rather than face a dance with yet another suitor.

“Who’s that?”

Rebekah turned to find the group that had caught her favorite brother’s attention, only to scoff at the brunette holding court in the center. “Elena Gilbert,” she sneered. “She’s a dreadful American transplant, a cousin to the Petrova twins.” Neither Katerina nor Tatia were near their guest, one of them twirling in Elijah’s arms - though Rebekah couldn’t decipher which. “I can only hope this will be Miss Gilbert’s only season.”

“Certainly so, if that group of interested blokes is any guide,” Kol quipped, enjoying his sister’s sour expression.

Klaus scowled. “Not that one,” he corrected. “The blonde sitting next to her, watching the dance floor.” He had barely agreed to attend the ridiculous ball at his mother’s behest, her desire to marry off her children too great to let them avoid society events. Had he known about the lovely blonde looking so wistfully at the dancers, though, he might have attended more. “Who is she?”

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Klaine Reverse Bang 2014 - The Untold story of Little Red Riding Hood
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“Once upon a time, there was a dear young man named –”

“What are you doing?”

“Telling our daughter the story of how we met.”

“Oh that should be fun, let’s hear it!”

Once upon a time, there was a dear young man named Blaine, who was loved by everyone who looked at him, but most of all by his grandfather, and there was nothing he would not have given to the boy.

Once he gave him a pocketwatch, telling him that “punctuality is the politeness of kings”.

Another time, he gave him a silky red bow tie, showing the young boy how to tie it around his neck, for “doors open for you when you wear a bow tie.”

And once, he gave him a little coat of red velvet with a hood which suited the young boy so well he never left his parents’ home without it; so Blaine was always called Little Red Dancing Hood.

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* Fan-fiction Inspiration *

           If your inner wolf and your body react rather enthusiastically to a psychotic Alpha male who’s own wolf has a tendency to turn feral, it can’t be a good thing, can it? Entering into a bargain with him wouldn’t be good either. Unfortunately, Caroline Forbes, a latent wolf shifter, doesn’t have many options open to her right now. Okay, she has no options. Basically it comes down to whether she’ll do what it takes to escape the arranged mating with the sick SOB that her father set up. As the answer in this case is yes, it looks as though she’ll have to agree to Klaus Mikealson’s deal…she’ll have to mate with him instead.
           Having always disliked shifter politics, Klaus Mikaelson hadn’t bothered trying to form alliances with other packs. Now that his uncle – a wolf with many alliances – means to take Klaus’ territory and his pack, he has no option but to form some alliances of his own very quickly or he’ll be easily outnumbered in the upcoming battle. He figures that the easiest way to do that would be to mate with a female whose Alpha is powerful and influential. There’s only one problem with that – he would then be stuck with her, and the last thing Klaus wants is a mate. When he hears of Caroline’s situation, he offers her a deal – if she falsely claims he’s her true mate and allows him to claim her, he’ll save her from her arranged mating and then let her leave after the battle with his uncle is over.
           Sounds like a pretty straightforward deal…but soon Caroline and Klaus realize they got more than they bargained for. Their mating instincts to protect and possess are weighing on them, they crave each other’s touch and company, and their inner wolves don’t like it whenever they’re apart. Add in that they’ll have to deal with this for an entire three months until the day of the battle finally arrives, and they’ve got themselves a recipe for disaster – or maybe for something quite the opposite.

Based on Feral Sins by Suzanne Wright


‘hey there, rose tyler’ song re-written and performed by tumblr user gingerten


hey there rose tyler,

whats it like in your dimension?

im a thousand worlds away but

im still seeing your reflection in the blue

my hearts are broken without you,

i swear its true

hey there rose tyler,

dont you worry about my safety 

if i ever get in trouble ill just run

and shout allons-y! nothing new

still got some running left to do.

ill run to you

oh its what youve done to me,

oh across the galaxys

oh its what youve done to me,

oh you and your bad wolf tendencies

what youve done to me

hey there rose tyler,

when i first regenerated i knew 

something now was different 

new and simply fascinating,

it was you

i found love inside that box of blue

and so did you

hey there rose tyler

ive got so much left to say 

if its my last chance now to tell you true

that ive wanted to say this for some time

please dont forget me now, dont cry

rose tyler i-

oh its what youve done to me,

oh across the galaxys

oh its what youve done to me,

oh you and your bad wolf tendencies

id walk 500 miles for you, 500 more

and when im through id fall down at

your door and then id say;

rose tyler theres not time enough to

tell you all the ways i think youre

brilliant and ive missed you since that day

rose tyler i can promise you 

that id break time and space for you

the universe will remember your name

im on my way.

hey there rose tyler,

you be good and dont you miss me

youve got tentoo now to help you through

but i cant rewrite history, not this time

theres nothing i would rather do

but ill stand at bad wolf bay with you

hey there rose tyler,

dont be blue just kiss tentoo

oh its what youve done to me,

oh across the galaxys

oh its what youve done to me,

oh you and your bad wolf tendencies

what youve done to me, oh oh oh


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