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Jen Tortures Herself With Every Dreamworks Animated Movie Ever: Wallace & Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit

So fill confession, I'm agressively American. I've never consumed anything from this franchise before and knew next to nothing about it going in. Even so, I had a fairly decent time with this movie. It wasn't the best thing I've ever seen, wasn't the worst, just a decently mid movie that really didn't surprise me in the slightest tbh.

We follow Wallace, a silly lil cheese lovin man and his dog Gromit, who run a pest control service. While trying to rid the town of veggie-eating rabbits, Wallace's invention goes awry and ends up turning him into a dreaded were-rabbit, so it's up to Gromit to keep him under control in time for the town's big veggie competition. A pretty silly plot that doesn't take itself too seriously, one that's clearly playing on classic monster movies from the past.

The humor in this was surprisingly funny? I thought it would be too uh... British, for me, and there are probably a few jokes that went over my head because British, but still plenty of others that I genuinely laughed at. The characters are pretty fun; Wallace is a loveable goober ass dork and Gromit is def the one pulling the weight and is the MVD (most valuable dog) despite never even saying a word. As for other characters, there's the delightfully silly Lady Tottington and our bad guy, Lord Quartermaine, who really is just like... off-brand Gaston tbh, he ain't that special.

The animation is of course, very impressive. I'm not a huge fan of Aardman's weird ass character designs, but the way these clay models are animated is so damn smooth and fluid that I can't help but be captivated by them. The music is also very nice! Big and orchestra, with not a single pop song in sight, breaking the current trend of Dreamworks movies to be flooded with them (for better or worse)...

I think the reason why I found this movie so mid though is you get the sense that you kind of need to have context for the franchise going in? Like if I'd grown up with the original Wallace and Gromit shorts, I probably would have enjoyed this way more than I did. But for what it is, and having watched it for the first time, it's a perfectly decent little movie. Not all of 'em can be knockouts and not all of 'em are garbage. Some of them... well, just are. And Wallace and Gromit is one of them.

Overall Rating: 6/10

Verdict: Love up on your nearest melon

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edith-moonshadow · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Were-Creatures, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Billy Hargrove, Omega Steve Harrington, Werewolf Billy Hargrove, Were-Bunny Steve Harrington, Top Billy Hargrove, Bottom Steve Harrington, Dubious Consent, Biting, Marking, Manhandling, Rimming, Anal Sex, Self-Lubrication, Knotting, Rough Sex, POV Billy Hargrove Series: Part 20 of Harroween

Summary:

Billy just wanted to roam the forest around Hawkins under the full moon. To have a taste of freedom. He never thought he'd encounter another were-creature or what their instincts would drive them to do.

Written for the October 2022 Harringrove Week

For the 31st of October Monster Mash: Shapeshifter x Alpha/Beta/Omega

The ache in his bones was almost unbearable as they shifted and stretched beneath his skin. He could feel the wolf close to the surface but the moon wouldn't be full until the following night. He pulled himself from the Camaro. It had been a long drive from California with nothing but his music and silent glares from Max. His fingers creaked as he carried boxes into the house on cherry lane. He could feel a mix of dread and excitement in the pit of his stomach. In California, he loved when the moon was full and he could finally be free. There was land near their home where he could roam. Bask in the moonlight. He had to find new hunting grounds in Hawkins.

He struggled to settle that night in the new house. Too much energy thrumming under his skin. The house was full of strange smells and sounds. The moon was so close that he could almost taste it.

He couldn't help driving a little recklessly the next day. Roaring into the parking lot just dying for someone to challenge him. To anything. He wanted to snarl, growl and bite down until he tasted blood. Max just rolled her eyes and skated away too used to the strange hyperactiveness that overtook him close to the moon. He roamed the halls of Hawkins high all the eyes on him making him feel restless and itchy. He could tell they were intrigued by him but that wasn't what he needed right now.

He could practically smell the frustration pouring off Tommy when he found him near his locker. His blood was high and he had a crumpled Halloween flier in his hand. He snarled at Billy who got excited by the possibility of a challenge but Tommy soon reined himself in. He was upset about someone called Steve. A friend who had abandoned him Billy could smell the sour sadness thick in the air. It made his stomach roil and his throat close over. Halloween was special somehow and this was going to be Tommy's first alone. He was out for blood and Billy was only too pleased to help take down the King of Hawkins high.

He didn't see Steve. Didn't know what he looked like but from everything that Tommy told him he would be perfect for Billy to dethrone. His wolf would be satiated with a little blood and Billy would cement his reputation in Hawkins. He knew it was better to challenge him after the full moon now was probably asking for trouble and by tomorrow he would be calmer.

Throughout the day he kept picking up the most mouthwatering scent he'd ever come across. It made his teeth ache and his cock twitch. He could feel the wolf squirming under his skin wanting to get out so it could track down whatever it was. Every time the scent invaded his senses he would become consumed with finding the source but it always led to a dead end.

That night he waited until everyone was asleep. The energy under his skin had become an army of angry ants. He could barely stand to have anything touching his skin. His clothes felt like sandpaper. He crawled out his window and walked towards the woods that surrounded the town. He stripped off his clothes as he couldn't afford to replace them and hid them behind a tree. It was a cloudy night but still, the air chilled his skin. It was so much colder than California in this small Midwest town. He took a cigarette from the pack in his pocket and lit it. He inhaled deeply letting the nicotine soothe his nerves as he waited on the moon to come out from behind the thick clouds.

He was halfway through his cigarette when the moonlight shone on his naked skin. He collapsed to the ground on his hands and knees. His bones contorted under his skin creating a new skeleton. A wolf's skeleton. His face stretched out, his teeth became elongated and sharp. His eyes glowed. A thick layer of fur made his skin tingle as it sprouted across his body.

It was always painful. His body twisted and turned itself into something new. Yet it was worth it for the feeling of immense freedom that followed it. When all the rage and pain had an outlet. They weren't tethered to a body that was constrained but one that could roam and wasn't bound to any morals or fear. Just instinct.

He prowled deeper into the forest relishing all the sounds and smells of the trees, moss, flowers and the little animals who skittered away in fear when they heard his approach. Everything was so simple when he was the wolf.

He was following the scent of a squirrel when he faintly detected the mouthwatering scent from the high school. He forgot about everything else and followed it through the forest floor. He travelled for what felt like an eternity but his heart was racing as the scent grew stronger. He could see something frolicking through the moonlight up ahead and he hid so he could watch from the shadows. He got as low to the ground as he could and followed the delectable scent. He walked as softly as he could following the scent not wanting to startle the other.

He stopped behind an old rotted tree and watched. He'd never seen anything like him before. The moonlight made his pale skin glow and there were miles of it exposed for him to feast his eyes upon. The softest fur he'd ever seen covered long floppy bunny ears that protruded from the top of his head. An extension of his thick soft hair. He had slightly hunched shoulder blades that accentuated his long elegant back that tapered gently into a waist that showcased his high round ass. Beauty marks that begged for Billy's tongue to trace them down to the biteable fluffy tail situated at the end of his tailbone. He had long slender legs that Billy knew would make him difficult to catch if he bolted. His teeth ached at the prospect of chasing him down.

The bunny's ears twitched as he suddenly moved over to a small patch of moonlight that contained small white flowers. He sank slowly down onto his knees and pressed his face into the flowers. The moonlight highlighted the flecks of gold in his hair and across his ears. Billy's eyes hungrily tracked his tail as it swayed with his hips as he hummed happily. A growl was building in Billy's throat as his tongue licked across his sharp teeth. His claws dug into the soft earth beneath him. His hunger became overwhelming and he moved quickly towards the bunny.

He saw the moment the bunny knew he wasn't alone. His shoulders tensed. His ears shot up towards the sky but he was too late. Big doe eyes that reflected his animalistic face looked up at him in fear. Billy growled lowly. He wished more than anything that he could say his name or capture those full lips in a reassuring kiss but he was all animal instinct. He pressed his nose up against the bunny's quivering throat and inhaled deeply. The sweet scent invaded his senses making his teeth ache and his cock twitch. His tongue lapped at his cool skin desperate to taste him. A whimper vibrated against his lips.

He licked his way down the bunny's body. Bathing him in Billy's earthy scent and relishing the sweet little whimpers that fell from his lips. When he reached the bottom of his soft stomach he felt a hard cock against his chest. He moved down licking over it. The bunny shook as though an electric current had passed through his body. Billy licked lower savouring the sweet taste of slick that he found on his trembling thighs. He sunk his teeth into the sensitive skin of his thigh until his tongue was coated in coppery blood. The bunny cried out and squirmed away from him.

He turned over on the ground so that his tail was high in the air as he bent his knees preparing to bolt. Billy quickly pinned him down and sunk his teeth into his throat. If the bunny pulled away he'd only hurt himself.

"Please…"

Billy licked over the teeth marks he'd left on his throat and the bunny's head sunk closer to the ground. He traced his tongue over the beauty marks that had been teasing him earlier. Sucking marks into his skin just to feel him shiver under him. When he reached his tail he couldn't stop himself from biting down. His head spun when it twitched in his mouth. He moved in closer and licked his way into the fluttering hole just below.

"Oh god…"

The bunny pressed himself closer to Billy's tongue and spread his legs so he could get even closer. Billy had never tasted anything so sweet and he greedily took his fill. Soon the only sounds were his growls and the bunny's whines.

Billy could have stayed like that all night until the sunlight changed him back. However, his cock was so hard between his legs that he couldn't fully enjoy himself. He pulled back ignoring the disappointed sounds the bunny made and moved back up his body. He placed his front legs over the bunny's shoulders and pressed in close. He heard a soft questioning sound until his cock pressed up against him. The bunny's body turned to stone under him until he finally on the third thrust pressed the head of his cock inside. The bunny started to squirm under him so much that his cock almost got dislodged. He pulled back slightly and sunk his teeth into the back of his neck. He made a strange high-pitched sound but stopped squirming so much.

Billy pushed forward until he'd bottomed out then he started a brutal rhythm. If this had been under different circumstances he would never have been this rough but as the moonlight shone down on him he was driven by baser instincts. The bunny suddenly moaned long and low before his hips started to jackhammer back taking Billy in as deep as he could go.

"Yes…yes…oh fuck…"

The bunny's whines were desperate and pleading. He started to press back and circle his hips as he chased his pleasure. Billy growled as he felt his knot forming. He started to grind it into the desperate creature beneath him. Once the bunny felt it he became even more frantic pressing back to help him press it inside. Billy nosed over to the bunny's throat. He licked soothingly over his skin before sinking his teeth deep into his flesh just as his knot finally locked them together.

The bunny cried out as his body shook and his hole clamped down hard on Billy's knot. His ears twitched on top of his head and Billy felt his tail doing the same against his lower stomach. Suddenly he sagged forward and Billy followed him down covering his body with his own. He licked softly over the marks he'd left on his skin. Relishing in his sweet scent, the sounds of contentment he made and how tight he was. Billy had dreaded coming to Hawkins. He had a terrible secret that he believed would be difficult to keep in a small town. He thought back to earlier that day when all he'd wanted was blood on his tongue and the moonlight on his skin.

He had never expected this. Never in his wildest dreams could he have conjured something so perfect. He knew that as soon as possible he was going to find out who this delectable little bunny was because from here on out he was all Billy's.

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