☽✩ the werewolf pack (au) romance meme ✩☾
There are many supernatural beings that congregate in groups for survival or protection or just for companionship, not unlike humans. Witches have covens. Vampires have nests. But none of those have connections that can compare to the bond of a werewolf pack.
You should know. You're part of one, either born a werewolf or turned. For humans, blood is thicker than water; for wolves, the pack is to the bone. Of course, with humans, romantic relationships can complicate closeness of other sorts. That's not the case with werewolf pairings, as they tend to grow out of natural pack dynamics and are viewed as just another facet of life. The only difference is that werewolves tend to treat relationships, even potential would-be-mates, with extreme seriousness.
After all, you'll fight for your pack, so you'll fight for your mate, won't you?
✩ how to play ✩
☾ Comment with your character, preference, and information!
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☾ RNG. Also, please note that while the words "alpha" et al. are used, this isn't a meme for that AU.
✩ prompts ✩
☽ Born: Your parents were werewolves. Any children you have will be wolves, too.
☾ The Turning Process: Like any transformation, the after-effects of the bite are painful. Luckily
☽ With Who Turned You: You're romantically or sexually linked to your "creator," so to speak, probably because you have nowhere else to go. They seem to treasure you, though, no matter how much they hide it.
☾ Alphas: Both of you are top of the pack.
☽ Alpha and Beta: It's a classic case of the leader and the second in command: a perfect team-up.
☾ Omegas: You two find solace in each other even when you're
☽ Closer Than Family: The romantic and platonic lines are blurred. You honestly can't
☾ Outside Threat: Your pack and your loved one is threatened. What won't you do?
☽ Reluctant: You don't want to be with anyone, but it's expected and they're the closest in the pack to you...
☾ All I've Ever Known: All you've ever known is the werewolf existence, the pack, and them. Of course, you would never want to lose that.
☽ Can't be Together: You two should not be considering a potential pairing, either due to your status difference or because your alpha has proclaimed there will be no inter-pack mingling.
☾ Everyone Else Was Taken: You had no other option; everyone else was paired.
☽ Protector: Every pack has an instinctive protector or nurturer. You've lucked out and ended up with them.
☾ A Natural Closeness: It doesn't matter to you what you're defined as. You've always been close and you'll stay that way.
☽ Affection: Werewolves show their love in different ways than humans. Nuzzling and licking aren't considered odd at all.
☾ Fall into Step: The two of you have your pack positions and proclivities and they're the same in your relationship.
☽ Reverse: The submissive in the pack becomes dominant in the relationship and vice versa.
☾ Two-Man Pack: The rest of your pack is gone, and you two have to stick it out.
☽ Rogue: You were once a lone wolf, but a special person brought you into the fold. Understandably, you're attached to them.
☾ Kin but Not: "Family" doesn't mean exactly the same thing in werewolf society as it does in human. There are fewer taboos between "siblings."
☽ Disciplined: You're a rule breaker, and your partner has to reel you in.
☾ Living Straight: Neither of you wants to hurt humans...yet there's always that urge.
☽ Bad Duo: Killing people and raising hell are your specialties. You're a real supernatural Bonnie and Clyde.
☾ Unrequited: Even werewolves can have feelings that aren't returned. However, it's an even more fragile scenario, given that you must still be pack after this.
☽ Got Your Back: Together, you hunt and fight. Always together.
☾ Love Outside the Pack: You've found love outside the pack, which is the ultimate sin. Everyone who isn't pack should be your enemy! The other person in this thread can be a human, vampire, etc.
☽ Life Mates: Wolves mate for life. Needless to say, this is not something you should go into lightly.
☾ Heat: The obligatory smut option.
☽ Fight for the One: Someone wants to challenge you for your mate. There's no question as to whether or not you'll fight for them - but will you kill?
☾ Leave: One of you wants to leave the pack. Will the other come along, or are ties too strong?
☽ A Brutal End: The life of a werewolf, especially those who let sentiment cloud their judgement, can be painfully brief.
☾ WILDCARD |
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bakerstreet2020-12-27 12:04 pm
Arthur Morgan - Red Dead Redemption II
trevor belmont 🗡 castlevania
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A howl rips through the night and it makes her suddenly turn towards its direction. She's not in the most safest of locations, but fending herself against a couple of beasts is the least of her worries. She's prepared enough to battle whatever comes lurking out from the darkness. She isn't, however, prepared to take on a full pack--and it doesn't escape her notice that it's that kind of night. Still, she waits.
She told him to give her a signal when he was close and she has a feeling he's nearby. Was it him who howled? She doesn't remember asking him to do that, but it doesn't matter; she knows he's near. ]
What took you so long? [ she asks him, glancing around the clearing to make sure he's come alone. If anything, it'd be him who would be able to tell whether they're alone or not; he's the one with the heightened senses.
She doesn't wait long to cross the distance that separates them and into his arms. A hand reaches up to cradle his face as her thumb caresses the faint scars on his cheek. She pulls him down in a proper greeting of a kiss, one that lasts just a little longer than it should. A testament to how much she's missed him and how long it's been since they last saw each other. ]
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Trevor isn’t sure why she still agrees to this, to meet, to want him. Especially when all the messy evidence of his nature is so obvious. But Tifa never turns away, never decides that she would rather not be involved in all this. There is danger here, they both know it. If Trevor’s Alpha were to ever find out about this union it would be over. They would both be over. So, they had to be careful. Secret and scarce.
Giving one last howl, to make sure no howls are returned, to be sure they were truly alone, Trevor finally breaks into the clearing.
She’s warm and solid against him, her hair and large brown eyes all the reward he needs to keep taking this risk, again, and again. He meets her lips, and all the world disappears into the hot wet press of her mouth. The feel of her fingers feathering across his cheeks. The lingering pain from the transformation fades as his hands slide down and squeeze at Tifa’s hips.
Trevor pulls back to study her, a small smile on his lips. ]
Sorry, the night got away from me. No watches or anything like that.
[ They both know that is a lie. A wolf’s senses are as sharp as any human made device.
Trevor hesitates a beat, worry clouding his features for just a moment before deciding to be honest. ]
There was a small pack dispute earlier. It’s been taken care of but… things are tense.
[ He pulls her in again to nuzzle at her cheek, enjoying how soft her skin is against the tip of his nose. ]
Do I have to beg for forgiveness?
[ It’s a light tease, knowing that after everything she will easily forgive this. ]
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Do you want to beg? [ she asks, a little incredulous but somehow knows he's teasing. She's not going to deny it--she takes some delight in this lightheartedness he's displaying amidst all the uncertainty and how careful they need to be. It's not fair that a union such as theirs is forbidden amongst his pack, but she'd be lying if she didn't have to do her own maneuvers to hide this from her side as well. Humans, at any sign of supernatural tend to act in extreme ways. If a woman is practicing medicine from her own home, she's branded a witch; if someone turns their back on the church, they're branded as a heretic. ]
Hmmm..., [ she leans into his touch and shifts a little closer, like it when he grips her this way. ] We should head back, yeah? I think we can pass around the village so we're not noticed.
[ She understands well enough that they have to take these precautions because his pack will know he's been around humans, and the people of said village would get suspicious of a stranger passing through; strangers aren't given the warmest of welcomes, and she's already gotten some sour looks from the people who live there, who've begun spreading rumours about what she does every once in a while.
Their talk of her being an unmarried woman without any children is bad enough, and she doesn't want to drag him into this trivial problems as well. So, she takes his hand and leads him through a path she knows where there won't be any eavesdroppers. ]
I missed you, [ she says as she continues to walk and hold his hand. The foliage offers them enough ample cover and there's a small cabin near here where she's leading them to. ] I don't like how long we have to wait to see each other.
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He slides his arm around her waist as they walk. The position is impractical but it allows him to rest his cheek on top of her head. She’s so warm and real. So delectably human that he never wants to let her go. ]
I think about you always, you know. Every spare moment I have makes me want to come to you.
[ It’s hard for him to just come out and say what he means, most of the time. But phrasing it in a way that doesn’t sound so raw and bare helps. He wants her to know how much she means to him, but admitting it with such blazing honesty is completely Tifa’s forte and not his. He presses a kiss to her head, just as the cabin comes into view.
He leads her up and with a quick shove at the door, they’re inside.
Trevor blinks. ]
Oh, you’ve cleaned up.
[ The place looks extraordinarily put together. The floor has been swept, warm blankets folded neatly, jugs of water, and dried provisions stacked with care. Trevor has to stand in the doorway and admire the scene for just a moment. To imagine what this would be like, if he had a different life. Coming home to a cabin that was all their’s, knowing Tifa would be waiting for him and they could spend every moment together. Trevor decides not to put voice to this regret, however. No need to torture her too with these thoughts.
He shucks off his long overcoat into a chair, heading over to the fire to stir one to life so they can spend the evening comfortable. ]
Looks like the locals decided that hanging about tonight wasn’t worth it. Good news for us, I suppose. No eyes to see.
[ Two flicks of a knife against flint into the dry hay in the hearth immediately has a flame started. Trevor stands up, brushing his hands against his pants. He turns to her and smiles. ]
Guess the wolf of the night is all yours.
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It wasn't. ]
Been spending more time here, [ she says as she lets him look around at what's she's managed to do since the last time they were able to spend the night together. She's been thinking about living here for a while now; the village doesn't feel like home anymore. If she's being honest, it never really has. While there's a part of her that understands that a union between herself and Trevor could never really work, nor sustain itself, there's moments where she feels pangs of anger that they're bound to their respective lives because it's what society dictates that they do. She understands the nuances that a human and a werewolf can never truly live together; neither of them would be free, not well and truly.
She closes the door behind her and watches as he makes himself comfortable. There's a smirk that plays on her lips as she watches himself divest of his travelling cloak and sets to make a fire in the hearth. ]
He is all mine... [ She goes to him, bound by this invisible thread that tethers them together and brings him down for another kiss. She doesn't hold back this time, knowing they're safe behind these walls. Or, as safe as anyone can be during these times. She pulls back and looks into his eyes. She doesn't see a mindless creature lurking there in the depths like she's heard so many tales speak of before, but she's smart enough to not try her luck and make the others see that. To Hell with them, she thinks as she wraps her arms around his shoulders and tugs him towards the direction of the bed.
Tonight, just for tonight, she can pretend they are an ordinary couple sequestered away in a cabin in the woods, far from prying eyes and disputes. Far away from all the things that are bound to keep them apart. ]
...and I am yours.
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