Still a Werewolf at HeartTo be free, a concept for that people have fought and died over for centuries but what does it really mean? We call ourselves a ‘free society’ but it seems as if we are nothing more than slaves. Slaves to debt, slaves to fashion, slaves to society’s expectations but most of all, slaves to the mistakes of our pasts. But what does it truly mean to be free? Is it wrong of me to want to want to get away from all the pressure and restrictions to live a life of pure independence? It was these ‘cabin fever’ like feeling which led me to fall in love with werewolves.Still a Werewolf at Heart2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I have always been interested in animals but it was only three short years ago that I became fascinated with werewolves. The idea of true and unrestricted freedom, the idea of becoming something greater than myself, and most of all the pure connection to nature I craved more than anything.
I know I sound like a spoiled brat, I have nothing really to complain about because I have lived a very go
Werewolves 101Werewolves 101 (according to me)Werewolves 1017 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
They are simply humans with the ability to shift into a werewolf or wolf. To some, its the other way around. The human is actually their mask, or camouflage. It is what keeps them safe from man (who they believe are the real enemies), though not all werewolves believe in this.
Werewolves have two basic forms, the feral (wolf) form, which is the natural wolf to blend in better with nature and their ancestors, then there is the anthro form, which is the bipedal werewolf form.
Werewolves take pride in their heritage and prefer to live in the wild like their ancestors, the wolves, do. Some prefer to live in packs, others on their own. They need to stay safe from humanity and their identities must be kept secret.
According to very old legends,
Interlude of the wolfThe hunter fled across the beach and the hunt chased him.Interlude of the wolf3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The hunter was a tall man whose face was hidden by the subtle shade of the moonless sky. The hunt was a female. She had no name (few wolves do), only memory. Memories that spanned the dark blue expanse of the sky, and the shapeless glow of the moon. Circles and shapes were not known among animals, they recognised it only with a sense of raw, inbred instinct. And when the moon was full, some of them (the unfortunate ones) would come out of the thick line of pine trees and howl. They did not know that the queer stretching of the flesh of the body was called 'pain', they associated it only with the suffering that came with a war and flooded their senses and made them sick while hunting for food.
But it was still a good suffering. It was good pain. It numbed them with a cover over the strongest part of the senselessness - if senselessness could be covered - and then their strong paws would recede into the flesh of their muscles, cha
Dinner GuestDinner Guest2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
George brightened at the knock at the door. It was "Shave and a Haircut," the same knock he always gave. He still looked through the peephole but knew all along who it was.
"Trevor!" he exclaimed once the door was unchained.
Green eyes glinted in the dark, and strong arms balanced a bouquet of daffodils and a plate wrapped in plastic.
"I'd hug you, but then you'd be wearing these," Trevor explained. He entered and set everything down on the dining room table. "OK, now," he suggested, arms outstretched.
George embraced his son, but with lips pursed. Trevor took care not to hurt him.
"You know," George said, "it's a shame to wear such a nice suit with all that scruff on your face."
"It's fur, Dad," Trevor retorted.
The kitchen door opened, and a tall, thin woman of about forty approached with a bowl of potato salad.
"Tessie!" Trevor yelped, and ran across the room to nuzzle her before she could put the bowl down. She giggled, sounding significantly younger.
"Help with anything?" Trevor i
The Fairy Godmother's MiracleThe Fairy Godmother's Miracle2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
At dawn, sunlight touched the beast’s black fur. She thrashed wildly, flailed her heavy arms and bloodied, clawed hands, as if trying to maul the light itself. She let forth a sorrowful howl and collapsed on the flattened grass.
The she-beast's fur faded into a black mist, leaving milky white skin covered in the blood of her victims like savage war paint. Her claws became broken fingernails, her mane became filthy, bedraggled blond hair, and her bestial face became that of a delicate young woman. She lay naked on the grass, now sleeping peacefully.
It was at that moment that a beautiful fairy appeared, clad in a silken dress the color of the summer sky. With a comb made from pearl, she began to brush the brambles out of the young girl’s silken, bloodstained hair. The fairy sprayed just a touch of rose water, gently washing away clotted blood and curling her golden locks into a perfectly arranged coiffure suitable for a princess. Her task completed, she turned her att
Toby's Super Awesome Guide...Toby's Super Awesome Guide...5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Toby's Super Awesome Guide to many Werewolf Things
Alpha-(α) The Executive leader of the Clan and overseer of the entire territory. The selection of an Alpha is done by popular vote there is also an interim alpha which are the runner up. Interim Alphas only serve until a new Election is held. Any werewolf can apply to be an Alpha. At the age of 6, Toby was the youngest to be elected and the interim served the position until Toby would be able to perform his duty. The implied criteria for an Alpha is abnormal strength, cunning, strict morals, bravery, compassion, and intelligence, but this interpretation of the criteria is entirely up to the voter.
Anthro- A Greek based word meaning Human-like. This is the 2nd form werewolves may take. The physical characteristics that the 2nd form differs from the 1st are: Longer nails, protruding teeth, yellow or golden eyes, Taller, more muscle, pointed ears, longer hair, raspy voice, fur more noticeable, and nose is
SadnessIt hurts you. The pain.Sadness12 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
You want it to go away.
Sadness. Please. Don't stay.
Moonlit Classroom [Werewolf tf]<b>Moonlit Classroom [Werewolf tf]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What's your ideal werewolf movie?I love werewolves! From stories, to art, to the people here on deviartart, there's quite a community for these creatures! People have so many different takes on werewolves: scary human-gobbling beasts, or tranquil butterfly nourishing shape-shifters, to plain-old talking wolves! You name it, it's most likely on deviantart! I respect every single one of them. Why? Well, they're a fantasy creature, no one is right and no one is wrong.What's your ideal werewolf movie?1 year ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Werewolves in movies however are another topic altogether. In my own personal opinion, they suck. It's either a poorly-written and predictable story, bouncy and unrealistic computer animations, uncreative and re-used sound effects that I've heard before, or the biggest downside to me, there just isn't enough of a WEREWOLF in a werewolf movie! Their time in front of the camera is usually so limited and instead you just get to see a bunch of humans! YAWN, I see humans everyday of my life, enough already!
Wipes sweat from forehead.
Kakashi x Student!reader part 7Kakashi x Student!reader part 71 year ago in Romance More Like This
Kakashi’s sharingan eye stared into Kabuto’s dark ones. “Something wrong, Hatake?” he cooed as his hand started to radiate a light blue.
“K-kakashi-sensei?” Sakura whispered to him “Are you okay?” the copy-ninja looked tired, Sakura remembered that he had been on a mission for 3 weeks and probably still hadn’t had a chance to catch up on sleep and there was also the stress of losing you and then having to use his sharingan on top of that was finally taking its toll. It was a miracle he was still able to stand let alone fight, the moment he uses the sharingan the exhaustion will knock him out, or worse, kill him.
“Sit this one out, Sensei” she orders causing Kakashi to scowl
“I’m not going to do that” he growls
“You’re almost out of energy and we haven’t even started fighting yet”
“No, I’m fine” He nods stubbornly trying to convince himself that’s its all o
Changing "It's not too late to change your mind, Marie," a man told the girl in a pleading voice, "You don't have to become a werewolf for me."Changing5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I want to, John," Marie replied smiling nervously as she placed her hand comfortingly on his cheek, "I love you and I want to be with you and be like you. There is nothing I want more in the world."
"You do realize how painful the first transformation is, right?" he asked, "Not to mention the bite" his voice cracked and he closed his eyes, "I don't want to hurt you."
"You promised," she reminded him gently, "Besides, what's a little pain when I'll spend the rest of my life with you as a werewolf?"
"You might not feel the same once " he trailed off.
"Don't you want for me to be like you?" she asked quietly, "Don't you want me?"
"Of course I want you! I just don't know if I can do it I could kill you accident
War Within Chapter 2Chapter 2War Within Chapter 27 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Several days had passed since the hostage crisis. A helicopter flew over the plains of Virginia with eight soldiers strapped to the side and a commanding officer looking down below. The commander was a mane less lion, turning to his troops and yelling over the sound of the helicopter blades. Listen up men, as you know the President has been taken hostage along with several other personal and possibly one Marine general. This base was just finishing up construction when the gunmen came in and took over. I dont think they figured the ins and outs of this place, so we wont need to worry about additional weapons from what they already have. Keep your guard up and stay close to your party. Alpha will descend the roof and take out the snipers while entering from above. Omega will be entering through the labs on the mid levels, and Gamma will enter through the front gate. Ready men? Lets go! A German
Kakashi x Student!reader part 2Kakashi x Student!reader part 21 year ago in Romance More Like This
You yawned as you dragged the warm covers away from your skin. You ached, you had been training with Kakashi everyday for a week and yet he still claimed that he didn’t have enough time to teach you a new jitsu.
“At least I saw that beautiful face of his” you sigh happily to yourself. Lately you had been developing a minor crush on your teacher and the more time you spent with him the more attracted to him you became. Happy thoughts still on your mind you dragged yourself from your cosy bed and wandered towards the shower, after showering, getting dress and getting food you walk down the road towards the training grounds. Although Kakashi was training Naruto today you still wanted to train yourself. You reached the training ground and was about to start when two green blurs whooshed in front of you.
“(y/n) look at you out here training by yourself, oh how youthful of you” a proud voice boomed at you
“However” another voice chirped “
Hunters' ThrillJackson took a slow, deep breath and inhaled all of the information the forest could provide for him. His ears twitched at every chirp and crackle in the late summer air. As he crouched motionless on a branch of a dense tree, he created a mental list of any changes to the area. He had no interest in the squirrels that scurried from tree to tree or the birds that perched themselves high above him. Like the flowing stream near the forest's edge, they were just another part of the environment but not his focus. With the hunting season drawing closer every day, he needed practice and the prey he was dealing with would demand careful concentration. His timing had to be perfect; his execution flawless or failure was inevitable. He ran through his timing estimations in his mind once again as he detected the first signs of his targets' approach. Right on schedule.Hunters' Thrill3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Five bucks says he's on the front p
Kakashi x Student!reader part 4Kakashi x Student!reader part 41 year ago in Romance More Like This
Warmth tickled down your neck as the morning hit you. You smiled and went to sit up but something rather heavy was draped across you. Looking up you see Kakashi’s arm gently placed over you his head snuggled into your pillow, his make-out paradise book left dropped on his face. You noticed he was shirtless and was without his mask (Only his book) causing you to blush as you watched his chest rise and fall.
“Morning...” he mumbled as he felt you shift away from him
“You’re awake” you smiled, oh wow it was so weird waking up in the same bed as your sensei and even weirder to think about.
“Did you sleep well” he said kneading his eyes with his fists then putting his arms around your waist nuzzling into your shoulder
“I did” you look at the clock next to you “Hey weren’t you supposed to be meeting Naruto and Yamato for training an hour ago?”
He shrugged lazily “They can wait, I’m always late anyway an
MeadowI wish there was a meadow,Meadow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
some place where I could settle.
Some place where I could run and sing.
or lie among the petals.
And in this meadow there stands a house.
A house where no one needs to pout.
A house that's full of happy faces,
and never filled with doubt.
But beyond this place,
lies another of disgust.
Full of death in one case,
and covered in dust.
This place is full of mad men.
No one ever had them!
Every one will kill for pills,
and girls stand on corners to pay bills...
But no need to fear,
the meadow is safe.
It's hidden away,
like it has been for years.
Its just been in my mind,
for no one to find.
Where the blind can see,
and the mean are kind.
The logical way to handle becoming a werewolfSamantha blinked, shook her head, and leaned her whole face forward, slightly cocked to one side. "Lex? What ... " Words failed her. The old, worn door behind her automatically closed and locked. The cool basement air of the apartment laundry room held onto the unasked question, and Lex smiled apolagetically, lifting the chains shackled solidly to his wrists.The logical way to handle becoming a werewolf3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Just a precaution." He said matter-of-factly.
She moved her lips as if to bite the nonsense coming out of her brother. "A precaution for what?"
Lex hopped up on the top-load washer, and tapped the drier nearby. "Have a seat." The chains clanked against the metal of both machines. The chains were connected to shackles on his ankles, and wrapped around a free-standing sewer pipe runnning from the ceiling to the floor of the room.
"Why are you shackled? What are you doing?"
"Well, I could go into a long winded schpeil about how I was bit a couple months ago, and been blacking out every full moon since then, but..."
Sam smiled at the
The Little Things in Life: Ch. 1Claire felt her chest rise and fall as she stepped into the dinning room where her aunt and her haughty friends were talking and sipping tea. The smell of cinnamon and fresh lemon danced in the air with the strong stench of perfume coming from the long mahogany dinning table. The sheen of the table only reflected her bubbling feelings of pure joy. But she dreaded the idea of speaking to those women who held themselves in such high regard that you could taste the bitterness in the aurora around them.The Little Things in Life: Ch. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Auntie Meg?" Claire murmured as she stepped into the splendid room of magnificent decor and richly attired furniture. The glow of the noon sun shone in the large, room length window behind her as the steady ticking of the grandfather clock met in silence as her aunt and friends ceased to speak.
Meg stared in slight bewilderment as her eyes quickly darted to her company and back to Claire. "My dear," she started, her voice hi
NaruHina Look At Me 12NaruHina: Look At MeNaruHina Look At Me 124 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 12: "A bit closer?"
"Are you sure that you're fighting with everything you have kid?" asked the woman, raising one of her ginger eyebrows. Naruto clenched his teeth as he barely held himself to not reply. The man was already done, lying on the ground. The woman had some scratches but she seemed fine. Naruto, on the other hand was just a mess. He had a deep cut on his stomach which was bleeding hard. He was exhausted and his chakra was nearly over. 'Just one more move, that should be just enough.' he thought as he took a big breathe. "I'm bored kid!" shouted the woman as she laughed.
Naruto managed to smile. "Then I shall end that!" he said as he turned his eyes to the woman. Copy Naruto disappeared as the real Naruto appeared behind her. He grasped woman's neck with his left arm and make pressure with his right arm. The woman tried to get free but Naruto didn't let her. The woman tried to pull Naruto's arm away but she couldn't success. At the end, th
The Job Interview "I'm sorry Mr. Kumin, but I simply can't hire you," the doctor said.The Job Interview4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was a little ticked off at this. I knew he needed an assistant and I was more than qualified. "Thank you for your time," I said, holding out my hand. He looked at it like he was discussed at the thought of touching me. I took the hint, nodded curtly and walked out the door. Well, that's another one to scratch off my list.
I walked down to the front desk, leaned on the counter and sighed. "You didn't get it," the receptionist said. Savannah Backer was a tall, African American woman who proudly displayed her black heritage all over her desk. "I'm sorry you didn't, your the most qualified person who's applied, most education, most skill, I'm just wondering why you don't have your own practice by now."
"It's just that I'm a little
After The WarThis is an idea for a Naruto one-shot that's been on my mind for months. I kept thinking about it at least once every day. After a while, though, I just had to get it out of my mind, so I decided to finally work on it.After The War2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Basically, this one-shot is pretty much my own idea of what could possibly happen at the end of the current war arc in the manga. Just about every other Naruto fan has their own idea of what's going to happen after the war is over. Well, here's my personal take on it.
Oh, and just in case anyone is reading this years later, the most recent chapter in the manga to be published as of this writing was the 650th one. Anyway, here it goes.
After The War
Obito Uchiha, the one responsible for this war, the one who caused several people to suffer... was lying on the ground. Blood was covering his arms, as he was about to do his last breath. Next to Obito, his former friend, Kakashi Hatake, crouched down to listen what he had to say. Standing up next to them
Chapter OneSchool noises echoed loudly behind usshouts, voices calling and cheering; teenagers acting like children, rejoicing like children. With each of our steps, the cacophony quieted slowly, muffled by the trees and joining with the warm summer wind which sighed through the trees.Chapter One5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The summer wind tossed her ebony hair. With her right hand, the hand closest to me, she moved it aside, behind her ear and over her shoulders so that it flowed once again down the gentle curve of her back. I watched her movements and smiled. With a brief glance in my direction and a sparkle of jade-green eyes, she returned my smile with her own soft grin.
Our footfalls placed the high school behind us, and the warm air filled with silence. Neither of us dared speak. It was one of those fragile moments where two people know they have a subject of great importance to discuss, and yet neither musters the courage to acknowledge it.
"So." She began, after another passing moment in which only the hiss of the wind t