Dog DaysDog Days2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Damnit, it’s hot,” Donnie moaned. The air conditioner back home had broken down—clogged with fur, a regular hazard where he now lived. And it couldn’t have chosen a worst time to give up the ghost. It was one of those days of blistering heat that even your own skin feel like too many layers. He and his best friend were already down to their underwear, lying on towels under an oak by the lake. But it was not enough. He smacked Sammy’s arm—a tactical risk, as any retaliation from his six-foot-six-inch friend would cause serious damage to his own four-foot-five-inch self. But then, revenge wasn’t in the man’s nature. “Couldn’t you have turned me into something without a fur coat? It’d be nice to be able to turn into something cooler instead of hotter.”
Sammy gazed at him with half-hearted annoyance. “Least you don’t have a full fur coat.”
“That’s true, I
THE HUNTER'S LAW PROLOGUE 1THE HUNTER'S LAWTHE HUNTER'S LAW PROLOGUE 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By Tsukikoko & Chine-Calibur
"Now, for your final test."
The words echoed through the young teenage boy's ears like a thunderstorm. He winced, staring through the blizzard cutting its path through the northern forest. Summer never came to this place. As it stood, it was mid-winter, bringing temperatures too harsh for a man to endure without proper provisioning. But endure this boy did. He stared at the accompanying figure of the tall, stocky man who had addressed him. The voice of the one he recognized as 'father'. Snow stung the boy's eye, causing him to shudder and wince once more .
"Son, you must prevail of your own strength, I must not help you know." Such cruel words, yet said in a mild but suggestively caring manner only brought confusion to the brunette-haired child. The voice rattled into his eardrums again, pounding upon the inside of his cranium as they were spoken. "JJ, you must learn to fight for your survival. Either you live, or you die. Ti
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
My Werewolf DefinitionCelestialwolf's Werewolf DefinitionMy Werewolf Definition5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
1. What is a werewolf?
2. How are they created?
2.1 The Bite
3 Anatomy, characteristics, attributes
3.1 Human Form
3.2 Gestalt (True Werewolf) form
3.3 Wolf Form
3.4 All three forms
4 The Shifting Process
5 World and Society
7 Werewolf Encyclopedia
8 Other interesting werewolf definitions
What is a werewolf?
A Werewolf is a human capable of assuming the form of a wolf or a combination of wolf and human (gestalt) at will while enjoying greater physical abilities than normal human
Lupus IntusYou fight against the bonds I’ve made for you;Lupus Intus2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rip and tear at the walls of the cage,
You bark and growl and hate everything about me,
because I can never let you go.
You want to run free across the open world;
too fast for any chains to catch you.
You want to rejoice at the moon and taste the night air,
without fear of my dark cell.
You know release will never come;
we are slaves to one another.
You are trapped here with me in this darkness,
where no one can find us.
Because without you I am completely empty inside.
Werewolf psychology June 2014Normal werewolf psychologyWerewolf psychology June 201411 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
To describe the normal werewolf mind, imagine a human mind add in a love of meat and the outdoors, hunting, and the constant desire to do something active or productive. Werewolves do get tiered like everyone else and often like to relax and slow down at times too. It can not be too emphasized that the werewolf mind is one mind, human reasoning and wolfish instinct. Often it is a unique mixture between nature and the wilderness of today's modern world. This being said it is important to examine the effects of this mixture.
An important note about instinct. Instinct is preprogrammed response to certain environments or situations. It is not something one realizes before the event, but rather during. It is easier to avoid instinctual action than to change or stop it in the act, but can be stopped with effort.
Logic and reasoning is a good first place to examine the werewolf mind. In observation, most werewolves think in way
To Dream Of The Hunt...To Dream Of The Hunt...3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I went to bed hungry, and God! how I dreamed---
Running over hill and dale on four mighty paws,
Hungry and dreadful my voice as I bayed and howled!
A flock of sheep lay before me,
In a moonlit meadow of grass and sweet clover
And high-spraying blood that shone black on the ground
As I killed and killed and killed!
Glutted, I loped over the reeking red hill
And slunk into a darkling wood to slumber...
Retching, I wake up with wool in my mouth
And a well-gnawed sheep's head for a pillow---
Merciful God, not again...
Lunacy: Becoming a WerewolfBy the time we managed to pull out of the little cabin that Krissie’s parents lived in, the sun was pretty much gone. I couldn’t really tell if it had set yet- spring was always the middle ground of sunset, not too early but not late- due to both the woods of northern Minnesota, and the overcast sky. By the time I turned our little Impala sedan on the highway south towards Minneapolis, it was starting to rain.Lunacy: Becoming a Werewolf2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I kept down a sigh as I turned on the windshield wipers, only to see an empty road.
“We could have just spent the night, you know,” Krissie said from the passenger seat. “Mom and Dad always love having guests.”
I huffed. “Don’t worry, it’s just some rain. Besides, there’s some stuff I had planned when we get back… Not to mention, your dad was getting a little hard to deal with.”
“Oh, Martin,” she sighed. “I know you guys don’t see eye to eye, but you don’
The Next Phase: Chpt 1 The Midnight Exchange“Come on, could you give it a rest? You’re making me jumpy.”The Next Phase: Chpt 1 The Midnight Exchange2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Sorry. It’s just that being inside for this long isn’t working for me. I gotta move.”
“What do you mean ‘this long’? We’ve only been here since sundown.”
“Ha! That’s easy for you to say. You always loved this kind of thing but it’s like a cage in here.”
“So much for all that training I suppose? Well, you won’t have to worry about it for much longer. There’s about 20 minutes until midnight.”
Agent Noah Conrad lowered his glowing wristwatch and returned his eyes to the tripod-mounted spotting scope he had trained on the hotel across the street. His partner, Agent Arthur Williams, anxiously paced across the dark and empty room they had chosen for the stakeout. Although Noah insisted he would adapt to the scents in the abandoned flat, Arthur tried to clear his nose of the dusty odor in the air.
The Freedom Chaser's: The Moon's SonChapter OneThe Freedom Chaser's: The Moon's Son2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The florescent lighting was giving Nick a headache, right in his temple, but he didn’t bother closing his eyes. It had been like this every morning for the past three years of his life, but it might not be that way ever again. He looked to the clock and frowned when he saw that it was seven pm—he’d slept the day away. He’d only done that a few times on the night after and he was surprised he had done it today.
The television playing on the glass of the right wall was grumbling the same thing every day: the history of World War III. He could recite it by memory, so he didn’t bother paying attention, though he would admit that he’d miss waking up to the familiar sound.
He sat up and ran his hand through his hair, pushing the few locks that fell to his brow to the side. His
WerewolfWerewolf3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Upon the hill you see a werewolf
Howling at the bright, full moon
To someone among the stars
Unfortunately, a slave to the moon's will
For all eternity
Then back into the forest
He hunts in the forest
The forsaken body of a werewolf
Writhing pain and agony in an eternity
Recipe of Love: ThorxReader PART 1/3Recipe of Love: ThorxReader PART 1/32 years ago in Romance More Like This
You slowly moved on the comfy bed with your bare legs touching the silky fabrics that your skin would never get used to. Nothing of that sort existed naturally on Earth but you considered yourself to be the luckiest woman on the planet because your set was imported from Asgard. You barely opened your eyes to come across with a familiar scene, your eyes lingered on the wide window on your left side and they were slightly overwhelmed with the moonlight peeking into the room each time the curtains moved. You stretched your arms up with a wide smile taking over you and the cool air sneaking inside tickled against your arms that you just put over yourself. You could feel that your nightgown was almost completely pushed up, nothing was certainly covering your legs, and you felt the absence of warmth on your right side that you were very used to feeling with your big husband sleeping next to you half naked every night.
You groaned and turned toward your right side to see that he wasn’t
DW: Those Words"I love you."DW: Those Words2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The words roll off his tongue with unexpected ease. He, of all people, knows how short a human life is, knows that every single second matters and should be treasured. He does not have the time to stall, unlike his Time Lord counterpart.
He pulls back from her, watching her face for any signs of emotion. For a moment, he is scared. Why would she choose him? He is almost as human as she is, albeit with a Time Lord brain. He does not have the TARDIS, nor all of time and space to offer. Why choose that, when she could have all of time and space on a plate?
His thoughts are quickly silenced as she grabs the lapels of his jacket and kisses him thoroughly. His eyes flutter shut as he starts to kiss her back, savouring the moment. A moment he hopes will repeat itself soon because kissing Rose Tyler is mind blowing, amazing and absolutely fantastic... or at least those are the closets words he can find in this inadequate language.
Suddenly, the sound of the TARDIS interrupts the
Beautiful Thoughts (Charles Xavier x Reader)Beautiful Thoughts (Charles Xavier x Reader)5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were relaxing in the mansion's library, with your head on Chales' lap, lost in thought. With your eyes closed, you breathed deeply, relishing the peace of the library while Charles played with your hair. It was the first time you were allowed to relax in weeks, and you were glad you could spend this time with him. Even if it was just companionable silence, it was exactly where you wanted to be.
Suddenly, Charles said, "I wish I knew what you were thinking." You opened your eyes to see him staring down at you with adoration. You smiled and sat up, turning to face him on the couch. You replied, "Well, I don't want you poking around in my head. I like to keep things personal, you know that." He sighed, but had a smile that said he wasn't done yet.
"Yes, I know, you never let me in your head. It's just that you're so beautiful, and your thoughts must be even more breathtaking." You shook your head to hide your blush, "Stop it. You don't mean that." Charles grabbed your hand with both o
Howls of the WolvesBeast that dwells inside meHowls of the Wolves2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Held within the shell of man
Screams of the human
Change to the howl of the beast
Fingers changing into claws
Fangs descending, they can already taste the kill
Flesh to fur
Jaws send out a howl of the beast
Moonlight breaks the night
You are my moonlight
As we run free through the dark forest
Howling like the beast we are.
Wish I Could ShowWish I could show how you make me feel.Wish I Could Show2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It doesn't seem like you think it's real.
But somehow you got me so bad.
You're the best thing that I ever had.
And now that I want you so,
I'm afraid of when love you don't show.
You make me such a nervous mess.
My sanity you've put to the test.
You say that you can't read me.
Can't you tell, you're all that I see.
I wish I could just show you,
Exactly what it is that you do.
You've got me high up on a cloud.
If you stay here, I'll never come down.
Just please don't break my heart.
Without you, I will fall apart.
(BBC)Sherlock x Reader - She was like a cigaretteShe was like a cigarette(BBC)Sherlock x Reader - She was like a cigarette2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He slumped against the icy pole of the lamp post. The cold, winter breeze nipped at the tips of his exposed ears and nose as he
tightened the knot of his scarf. His eyes, as cold as the winter night itself, traveled along the black, metal fence that surrounded the cemetery. Icicles dangled off the rims and dripped tiny droplets of water, pitter patter, pitter patter.
Something to show off with, a new activity to boast about.
The cigar hung limp from his pale lips, which were chapped from the abuse of the cold weather. His phone buzzed wildly in his pocket,
most likely John fussing about him hanging around this late at night without consulting anyone. Hissing out of pure annoyance, he finally reached into his pocket and pulled out his cellphone, answering the call. He took the cigar in between his fingers before talking into the speaker.
Moonborn: pt 1Adam jerked awake with the metallic taste of blood in his mouth. Breathing hard and drenched in a cold sweat, he sat up and ran his hands through his hair.Moonborn: pt 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He'd lost count of how many times he'd dreamt of the white wolf. After three months and well over five-hundred dollars wasted on fake psychics and palm-readers, he was still no closer to finding out what it meant. He sighed deeply and covered his face with his hands.
Reluctantly he peeked through his fingers at his alarm clock.
Letting out a groan, he fell back to the pillows. He'd have to get up for work at the diner soon.
It was a dead-end job and everyone there -- even his boss -- was afraid of him, but the meager paychecks kept the landlord off his back. That was the only reason he kept showing up.
As he showered and got dressed, his mind drifted to his former pack; the family he'd left behind. He remembered vividly the tears in his mother's eyes and the angry disappointment on his father's face as he'd told them his de
Hug It Out (Charles Xavier x Reader)You often visited Xavier’s School, where most of your friends and fellow mutants lived, which was only a couple of miles from where you lived. This evening was one of those occasions, but something was different. You had been in the school for about half an hour, but you had yet to see a certain handsome telepath.Hug It Out (Charles Xavier x Reader)6 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Where is Charles?” you asked Hank.
“Oh, he went up to his room a while ago. He was not in a good mood,” Hank replied.
You frowned. Charles normally came down to greet you when you came over.
“Well, could I go up and see him?” you asked.
“He didn’t seem like he wanted to see anyone. He snapped at me,” Raven chimed in somewhat bitterly.
You pondered for a moment before setting down your teacup.
“I’ll take the chance,” you decided, walking toward the stairs.
“Alright,” Hank shrugged.
You just heard Raven’s answer as you began ascending the stairs, “I’m sure he’ll be