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blueeghostie · 6 months
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Okay so I know this fandom is basically dead, gone, and buried, but it's fall and after my yearly rewatch of Over The Garden Wall- I'm craving content!
Particularly, for my favorite character since the original airing almost a decade ago. Lorna! A little niche, but I loved her story and fleeting romance with Wirt, and would love to explore it! The primary idea I have would be some sort of AU where Lorna is cured of her ailment and is able to exit the unknown alongside Wirt and Greg. Perhaps she felt a little more bitter about Auntie Whispers not using the bell to cure her sooner, and decided she'd be better off pursuing her own future. Adjusting to life as a teen in the 80's rather than centuries in the past! Developing their relationship, sprinkling in some angst, etc etc. I'm honestly down for anything! Of course, we can also brainstorm and figure out other ideas for AUs, or even go for something more canon compliant. I'm just eager to play this out with anyone and everyone who connects! I tend to write between 3-6 chunky paragraphs, and I'm always weak for some good detailed writing!
DM me or add me on discord at pinkghostie if you’re interested!
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drakoniques · 11 months
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Grab some potatoes and molasses! 🍂🐸🍬
BEYOND THE BROOK, an Over the Garden Wall inspired actual play series, is coming soon to Kickstarter.
Sponsored by Die Hard Dice!
Check it out here: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/drakoniques/beyond-the-brook-over-the-garden-wall-inspired-actual-play
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bugresources · 7 months
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★ 100 x 100 roleplay icons, free to use, free to edit. likes & reblogs are always appreciated, link back if you have a credits page. broken link? let me know.
CHARACTER: Wirt SERIES: Over the Garden Wall (2014) COUNT: 1,070 DOWNLOAD: MEGA
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dervampireprince · 7 months
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ASMR | Over The Garden Wall - The Beast x Listener SFW You're Lost, The Beast Finds You
[M4A] [First meeting] [Manipulation] [Light flirting? Compliments]
I've adored this show so much for so long. I never thought about voicing The Beast until randomly last week that was written by past Prince, present day Prince is here to let you know I recorded this IN JUNE and have just been waiting for it to be Halloween). I'll take any excuse to get to sing Come Wayward Souls. Anyone want more of him? Maybe he could reward you if you return the lantern. (The story about how the Woodsman got the lantern is taken from the official comics, though of course The Beast is twisting how it happened).
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Custom audio commissions are open! Full spicy audios on sound gasm and Patreon. Downloadable versions and exclusive spicy audios on Patreon. I also stream on Twitch 3 times a week @ dervampireprince . [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.] [do not repost/reupload/edit any of my content]
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flunkett · 9 months
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ive noticed i favour animated shows/movies over live action. Brandon rogers was an exception and will not be counted.
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velady · 1 year
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in need of some mutuals so give me a follow if we like the same things!
adventure time
harry potter!
steven universe
roleplaying
horror films
cyber aesthetics
over the garden wall
rick and morty
gaming ( pc, playstation, or xbox )
cartoon network anything
the sims
anime
manga
metal music / alt music
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argumentativeaxolotl · 2 months
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Hello again! Could I make a request? I would like you to write headcanons about lightning being that young racing driver in the modern world, I don't know why, I can only think of the fact that he spends a lot of time playing mini games on his cell phone lol. You could add doc too, I love the dynamic
I love this! I gotchu! I’ll likely add more later down the line too if I can think of any!
“Modern” Cars(Humanized?) Headcanons!
- Lightning is 100% an iPad kid and nobody can tell me otherwise
- He would 100% be the Gen Z racer 😭:
“McQueen! McQueen do you have anything to say after you won today’s race?!”
“I’m standing on business.”
“…what?”
- Doc keeps a book of slang because he can’t understand what the fuck Lightning’s saying half the time 😭
- Lightning will doom-scroll all day if you let him
- he needs to have something playing on his phone or he needs to watch something in order to eat
- I feel like he’d livestream on Instagram while he’s racing and make some dumb commentary
- He 100% makes Twitter posts bashing Chick Hicks and Francesco Bernoulli
- He has an extremely popular YouTube channel
- He did an apology video(one “Logan Paul” styled one for PR and one genuine one after Radiator Springs)
- His favorite mobile games include: Fruit Ninja, Temple Run, Candy Crush, and Plants Vs. Zombies
- Doc actually insists Lightning play Candy Crush and Fruit Ninja since 1) Candy Crush is Doc’s favorite and 2) Fruit Ninja could help with Lightning’s hand-eye coordination
- He 100% bullies people on Roblox and goes into those Roleplay games to become “pretty princess / don’t touch my tail / weird kid / cute but doesn’t know it” type shit because he finds it hilarious(me too)
- He 100% downvotes other players in the fashion games so he can get a perfect score
- Lightning sits in the weirdest fucking positions when he’s engrossed in his little phone games. Like he’ll be broken into a croissant in the back seat while playing PvZ. Doc one time found him scrunched up in a small corner of the room, on his stomach, with his legs over his head and pressed into the wall in a giant L-formation while watching YouTube
- He’s really, really, really bad at Mario Kart
- Lightning and Mater will play games on call over Discord
- Lightning doesn’t know shit about technology, but whenever Doc needs help with something involving a game console or his phone or a game or something of the like, Lightning will always somehow know how to fix it or beat the level or whatever
- He’s an Apple user and does not fuck with any other brand for phones(he hates Apple computers tho)
- He 100% buys and uses all the phone cases of his merch(including the knock-off ones)
- Doc is a boomer and Lightning always has to help him set things up on phones
- Lightning has spent 107 hours on the Olive Garden app
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hotpinkboots · 1 year
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~𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝕲𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘~
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HELLO THERE, DARLING! My requests are always OPEN! Feel free to spam my inbox as much as you like, there is no limit! I have a wide variety of things for you to request- from popular videogames and action-packed movie trilogies, spooky Tim Burton movies and cult classics, to the most obscure and underrated media, I've got something for everybody! Drop in a few requests, love! Tags: #pinkie speakie (random/related to fanfic/answering anons) #pink's fanfic (fanfiction tag)
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Current Requests: 20 (If I don't update the number within a few days of you sending in the request, it was most likely deleted. You can always send in another one if I don't accept!)
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~𝓕𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒𝖘 𝓘 𝓦𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝓦𝖎𝖙𝖍:~
Movies: (Note: I have seen SO many movies, I would hit the Tumblr character limit if I listed them all. There are a lot of movies I'd write with that aren't listed here, so always feel free to ask about unlisted movies!)
•Rocky Horror Picture Show •Shock Treatment •Edward Scissorhands •Corpse Bride •Charlie and the Chocolate Factory •Sweeney Todd The Demon Barber of Fleet Street(2007) •Beetlejuice (1988) •Nightmare Before Christmas •Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children(2016) •Dark Shadows (2012) •Alice In Wonderland(2010)+ Alice Through The Looking Glass(2016) •Les Miserables (2012) •Great Expectations (2012) •Hocus Pocus •The Lone Ranger (2013) •Maleficent •Oceans 8 •Coraline •The Addams Family (1991) + Addams Family Values (1993) •Halloween(Michael Myers) •Friday The 13th (Jason Voorhees) •The Phantom Of The Opera (2004) •Little Shop Of Horrors (1986) •Labyrinth (1986) •The Lost Boys (1987) •The Princess Bride •Psycho (1960) •Dracula (1931) •Death Becomes Her •Clue
Movie Sagas and Trilogies:
•Star Wars(Originals, prequels, sequels, The Mandalorian. Wil not write animated Star Wars.) •Harry Potter •Pirates Of The Caribbean •Lord Of The Rings
Shows and YouTube Series:
•Steven Universe •Adventure Time •Over The Garden Wall •What We Do In The Shadows •ENA •Don't Hug Me I'm Scared •Salad Fingers
Videogames:
•Undertale •Deltarune •Five Nights At Freddy's •SCP Containment Breach
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I Will Write:
•Yandere •Angst •Fluff •ADHD •Love Triangles (Character A + Character B fighting over the Reader) •Mildly Heated Scenes (but NOT full-on smut) •Random+Obscure Headcanon Ideas •Mixing Fandoms (Example(s): Erik Destler x Reader x Dracula, Mettaton x Nightmare Animatronic!Reader) •Headcanons •Female reader (You may also request gender-neutral, but be aware that all of my writing will be aimed at the ladies.)
etc., feel free to ask questions!
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I Won't Write:
✨Note:✨ I will not write about something I do not have, or something I don't have experience with, for I don't know the topic enough to do so. It's not my place to write with things I have no personal experience with.
•Disabilities (such as autism, deaf/hard of hearing, physical disabilities, ect.) •Trans Reader •Pregnancy •Smut (implied smut is fine) •Male Reader (Only Female/Gender Neutral) •As stated before, no smut, but can be implied. •Incest (Magenta & Riff Raff + Nation & Cosmo are the ONLY EXCEPTIONS. Do NOT ASK for anything beyond them, you will be blocked.) •Homophobia •Racism
etc., feel free to ask questions!
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Rules:
•You must give me details about your request. If there is not enough for me to go off of, then I won't write it. •You may request as many times as you wish, but do not spam one request multiple times. •Do not attempt to pressure me into writing your request. •Do not rush my writing.
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drakoniques · 9 months
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🍂 Welcome to BEYOND THE BROOK 🍂
A tabletop roleplaying series set in The Backwoods. A place where the impossible is probable, the fantastical is oh-so natural…
And THE FIEND lurks in every shadow.
Here, our story begins.
Back its Kickstarter now: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/drakoniques/beyond-the-brook-over-the-garden-wall-inspired-actual-play
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bugresources · 7 months
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★ 100 x 100 roleplay icons, free to use, free to edit. likes & reblogs are always appreciated, link back if you have a credits page. broken link? let me know.
CHARACTER: The Beast SERIES: Over the Garden Wall (2014) COUNT: 74 DOWNLOAD: MEGA
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stormtheskyelf2 · 2 months
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tw! vore
~def not a character. ai roleplay with the Russian Empire~
Two friends, partners, whatever. They're close, living close, eating close, and even the occasional nibble is passed between them.
Small problem: They're both normal. One wants so desperately to be able to consume the other, the second wishing to feel the soft embrace of the stomach walls. But they're humans. They're not built for it, and so it could never be.
But something happens.
The second vanishes away, gone.. forever, so it seems. Meanwhile, the remaining grieves for the friend they'll never see again.
The other is in the gardens, staring into the water as they wallow in sadness. A flicker catches their attention, a small being fleeing from the clearing. Hoping to take their mind off the disappearance of their partner, the other follows.
It's a bit hard to track down a borrower, but it worked, and now they're holding someone they never thought they'd see again in their hands.
A long, silent but not uncomfortable moment. No words are passed, but none are needed. Their partner is smaller now, about the size of a pill. And come to think of it, they look rather like a small, edible fruit.
The larger licks their lips, suddenly starved for both food and a wish that has seemingly been granted. They look away in embarrassment, only to look back as the other places a hand over their partner's thumb, so small, yet so comforting.
A pedestrian from the street could've sworn they saw them leave the garden with a content smile on their face for the first time since they'd lost their sidekick, a hand over their stomach area. Or perhaps over something in the stomach area..?
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soulmuppet · 2 months
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The Gardens of Ynn
Find a wall covered in ivy, vines, moss, or similar, and clear that vegetation away. Using chalk and charcoal draw a realistic door (with keyhole, hinges and doorknob) on the surface below. Write upon the door: “Ynn, by way of [the current location]”.
Leave, so the drawing is no longer visible, and on return the drawing will be replaced by a real door.
When it is opened, the Gardens of Ynn will be on the other side: infinite, overgrown, extradimensional. This realm is full of magic and treasure, worthy of exploration and plunder by sellswords, occultists and adventures. 
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The Gardens of Ynn is a point-crawl adventure set in an ever-shifting extradimensional garden. Each expedition randomly generates a new route as it explores, resulting in different vistas being unlocked with every visit.
The adventure is a perfect zero prep session or campaign for any party of fantasy adventurers, no matter the system or the sub-genre.
Gardens of Ynn is statted generically for Old School Systems, so is easily converted into any fantasy ttrpg system of your choosing.
The book is written by Emmy Allen, interior illustrations by RiotBones with a beautiful silk printed design over bookcloth designed by Alderdoodle. Editing is being handled by Pammu Punzalan with layout by Mina McJanda.
We’re also reprinting Stygian Library as well, following our similar Kickstarter in 2020, with a gorgeous complementary "sister" cover.
We go live TODAY at 4pm BST, are you ready to
ENTER THE GARDEN?
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luna-loner · 9 months
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Day 1: Paint Tales From Their Childhood
Asano Gakushuu:
It wouldn't surprise anyone to know that Gakushuu was an expert in the many forms of art; and painting certainly was on the list. What they might not know is that he's been doing it since his diaper days.
Good Guy Gakuhou fawned over every single masterpiece his little Da Vinci made, believing that each one meant something important about his child's development. Each one.
"He already understands the concept of complementary colors!" He squealed when he Gakushuu used red and green.
"He's figured out how to mix colors!" He exclaimed when Gakushuu accidentally added blue to the red blob he 'drew' on the canva.
"Oh, he's practicing Kanji already." He smiled at the random brush strokes his infant son would make. He legit believed every stroke was his boy trying to draw a kanji he'd seen before.
It's safe to say Gakuhou has an album dedicated solely to Gakushuu's artwork, which he still keeps to this day, partly to subtly brag about his kid, and partly to tease said kid.
Sakakibara Ren:
After doing a finger painting at school, little Ren went home with a new goal in life-- to become a painter. His parents got him all the canvas and materials he needed. Ren mostly painted nature scenes since humans and animals were too complicated for his five-year-old self, plus he's always loved nature.
A week later, he was back to his books. He didn't touch his art supplies again until mother's day when he decided to author a short story starring his mom; and since it was going to be about his mom finding a magical rose garden (her favorite flower), he decided to add illustrations!
So he did just that. He folded the papers and used the strappler pins to make a book. He ended up with two extra pages, so he used one to write a short poem and the other to paint him and his mom holding hands (he wanted them to be hugging but it was too hard for him to do). His mom has the book to this day.
Araki Teppei:
Once, little Teppei was reading an article on renaissance artists with his dad when he suddenly decided he, too, wanted to be a famous painter. He got out a normal A4 paper and started painting random stuff since he didn't have a clear vision in mind, so he ended up using a lot more paper than he intended.
Eventually, he settled on a family portrait. Sure, the stick figures had disproportionate body parts and the colors were a bit messy, but his dad loved it nonetheless. Not only did he proudly hang it on the refrigerator, but he had his own surprise for his little artist the very next day: A news article on the famous painter, Teppei, was hung next to the artwork.
Years later, Teppei still has the artwork and the news article.
Koyama Natsuhiko:
This boy grew up roleplaying as a heroic wizard in his own little world. One day, he decided he wanted to bring his magical world to life, and what better way of doing so than by drawing and painting background pictures and taping them to the walls? He was home alone that day, so little dude got to enjoy his fantasy as much as he pleased. The paintings, while simple, really made his adventure all the more immersive.
His folks weren't exactly happy with the mess that greeted them once they arrived home. Literally every wall was covered in at least a dozen paper! Still, they didn't scold him for it...because little Natsu was already asleep by then. Evil little gremlin
Suffice to say, cleaning was a pain, and it took them two weeks until they could no longer find anymore of these papers. (Seriously, just when they thought they've put them all in trash, they find one on the ground, under the sofa, or still tapped to the wall! How?!)
Seo Tomoya:
Unlike the rest, Seo seemed to use his art supplies for anything other than art.
Once, he decided to fake chicken pox to skip school after watching Tom and Jerry (in you case you don't recall, there's an episode where Jerry paints red dots on a sleeping Tom and convinces him he's sick) so he did just that and came 'crying' to his parents.
His parents didn't buy it, and a grumpy little Tomoya was sent packing to school.
When Halloween was right around the corner, Tomoya decided he wanted to be an alian and thought painting his skin green would be the perfect costume. Not only that, he also decided to "dye" his hair green as well.
Guess who spent his Halloween grounded? Yup, Marvin the Martian over here.
In a similar instance, Tomoya discovered something called something called food coloring and decided, "Cool! I can make a flame-colored cake with my paint!" Because if it's colorful, it's edible, right?
Fortunately for everyone, his mom arrived home just in time to stop him. He had such a field day helping her clean up the kitchen...
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Hi there! Any suggestions for a cozy, low-stakes, slice-of-life game? (Ideally involving woodland creatures and a utopian society, but I understand if that narrows the field too much!)
Theme: Woodland Community
My dear dear friend, I love it when I am able to tell you that there is a TTRPG exactly for that - and a few more for fun!
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Come Rain, Come Shine, by Penflower Ink.
Take care of each other, and of the land.
Grow what you need and share all you can.
Move with the seasons, their rhythm and time.
You'll flourish, together, come rain or come shine.
Come Rain Come Shine is a GM-less, collaborative story-telling and role-playing game, based on the Four Points RPG system, and inspired by Solarpunk.
In a group of 2 or more, the players create and share the roles of animal-folk characters, as well as the community they inhabit. They work together to accomplish tasks and overcome complications, in order to help their community flourish.
Come Rain Come Shine blends story-telling and role-playing by letting players decide if they wish to take on a task as a community, or as a small group of characters, drawn from a shared character pool.
This game uses a resource called Energy Points, or EP, to generate levels of success. These points exist in both community pools and character pools, reflecting how characters depend on the community and vice versa. Your characters will take animal traits and abilities that may help them in specific situations, as well as invent a profession that helps recognize the animals’ role in community. If you like this game and want to make it about dinosaurs specifically, there’s a Dinosauria supplement that’s totally worth checking out. 
If you purchase the TTRPGs for Trans Rights in Florida bundle, congratulations - you already own this game and the Dinosauria supplement!
Briar & Bramble, by Freddie Taylor-Bell.
Man came to our woodlands with axes, hounds, and fire.
They tore down the old oak, where the birds made their nests.
They built upon the glade, where the deer used to roam.
They cast us to the wind and forced us from our home.
Only together may we wayward souls find a new place to call our own.
Play as a community of wayward animals in search of a new home in Briar & Bramble, a community focused roleplaying game crafted in the heart of the English woodlands.
This is a game that has higher stakes than the other games on this list. The animals characters embodied by the players are at risk of getting hurt, so it’s imperative that the group have a conversation beforehand about the kind of game they are going to play.
As for the system itself, this game is Powered by the Apocalypse, so expect the moves, graded successes, and playbooks typical of this game system. You’ll do things like move to new environments, bargain with NPCs for resources, fight (and flee) with predators, and attempt to hide from threats.Like the other games on this list, there is a palpable emphasis on Community and the link between the group and the individual.
Ramblewood Hearth & Promenade, by JFUR.
A cozy minigame, rules-lite, and quick to learn. This little buddy is based on Over the Garden Wall, Wind in the Willows, the Muppets, and just general Americana.
Play as a raccoon scout playing baseball with your friends, the bicycle pie deliverer, and a harmless old witch. Spend eternal autumn days fishing in the stream and looking for Mayor Vole's lost marbles.
The ruleset is mostly Chris McDowall's Into the Odd/Electric Bastionland with some added flair from John Harper's World of Dungeons and layout inspiration from Jason Tocci's 2400. Content aspects also inspired by Cecil Howe's Forest Hymn & Picnic.
This is the quickest read out of the three recommendations here: it’s only one page. There’s a pretty simplistic 2d6-rolling mechanic, and characters (called Ramblers) are composed of three stats, an expendable resource called Pep, and specialties called Knacks. There’s a little bit of setting established in the listed character backgrounds, but the rest of the tone and setting is up to the table - I’d recommend using a city-building or map-making game to prepare for this game, like I’m sorry did you say street magic, or Ex Novo.
If you want more animal fun, you can check out the TTRPG Animals bundle currently on sale at Itch.io! Offer ends March 30.
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chronivore · 3 months
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Potatoes & Molasses by Tentacle Theory
"Potatoes & Molasses is a tabletop roleplaying game inspired by a 2014 animated series Over the Garden Wall created by Patrick McHale."
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eruden-writes · 1 year
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Lapine & Griar - Part 2 (Human x Werewolf)
Summary: When Lapine found herself lost in the woods, she didn't expect to run into a ranger caught in a trap. She especially didn't anticipate walking in on him - ahem - trying to relieve some Heat Night pressure.
After an awkward first meeting, Griar escorts Lapine back to his cabin, intent to head back out and enjoy some -thrope debauchery.
Will he find someone to ease the carnal heat? Or is he SOL and stuck with a human in his home?
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Nudged right against the face of a cliffside, Griar’s cabin was everything Lapine expected on the outside. It looked like something out of a Thomas Kincaid painting. A log cabin, surrounded by vegetation on one side - a garden, maybe - and a pile of winter’s leftover firewood on the other. The positioning seemed odd, though. Flush against a cliffside?
When Lapine entered, she understood why.
It was like a ‘bigger on the inside’ situation and far more modern than she expected. A full kitchen to the right. A desk, with a computer, and some bookshelves to the left. Strewn about, there were bits and pieces she’d expect of someone living in the woods; traps, animal bones, fishing equipment. Knowing Griar’s profession and species, however, Lapine wondered if the little hoard was just items he found while on patrol.
It was the other half of the cabin that shocked her. The far wall of the cabin didn’t even exist. It was like it had been sheared off by the cliffside. In its place, a huge cavern loomed. A television, a couch, a pile of pillows, more bookshelves, a bookcase of what looked like board games, more odds and ends, and two corridors that led off to other areas. 
“Those lead to other lycan rangers’ cabins.” Griar answered to her dumbstruck expression. He gave a shrug as he set his pack down by the computer. “Like wolves, we’re social. A lot of us even raise families while in the forest guard, too. Family legacy rangers are a thing.”
After Griar gave her a tour - briefly telling her to eat whatever she wanted from the kitchen, showing her where the bathroom was, and giving her the password for the tech-magic Wi-Fi - he disappeared down the cave corridor to his personal living space. Presumably to freshen up before getting his dick wet.
Lapine didn’t mind being left alone. In fact, she preferred it. It meant she could snoop around without feeling awkward about it. After pulling the charger from her bag and plugging in her phone, she poked about the kitchen. The cabinets housed mismatched dinnerware and the pantry held an assortment of dried goods. In the fridge, plant-based meat laden the shelves, interspersed with produce. She grabbed a yellow-orange nectarine, biting into it as she turned to the rest of the home.
Trodding into the cavern-esque side, her eye gleaned over the shelves with board games. The demographics ranged from simple little kid games to roleplay games with more complex objectives. There were adult games, with adult themes, but nothing worse than what you’d spot while walking the superstore toy aisles.
The books drew her next and there were quite a lot for a personal collection. Faintly, she wondered if most of them were left from previous inhabitants or donated to stock the cabins. Of all the bindings, however, one caught her eye.
Well, the author’s name caught her eye. 
Griar Peterson. 
Biting down on the nectarine and holding it in her mouth, Lapine wiped her hand off on her jeans before reaching for the book. Eyeing the cover, it seemed to be a series of research and memoir-like essays about flora, fauna, and even people in the area.
Flipping the book open, Lapine gleaned over the table of contents, before finding an essay that looked promising. Turning to the page, she held the book in one hand and read while her other hand went to the nectarine.
The passage she chose ended up being a personal account of searching for a child who disappeared while hiking with their family. Concerns grew the longer the search lasted, especially with no body to be found. Mountain lions are known for snatching smaller animals up, after all.
In the end, a mountain lion did, indeed, have the child. In a way. A nature-bound felithrope, she had lived her whole life in the wild and recently lost her kits. Driven with grief, she nabbed the kid, caring for it as her own.
In time, the rangers managed to return the child safely to their family and also get mental healthcare for the felithrope through an ursathrope therapist. 
“What do you have there?” The words made Lapine jump from her spot on the couch. She didn’t even realize she had sat down while reading. She whipped around, staring over the back of the couch at a much cleaner Griar. He had traded his dirty, bur-covered, slightly bedraggled clothes for a fresh plaid button-up and dark jeans. 
Griar’s eyes flicked down to the book, which Lapine held up like a barrier. He snorted, but a smirk curled at a corner of his lips. “Of all the books, you chose that one.”
“So?” Lapine frowned, trying to focus on his face. Those jeans hugged snug to his hips and thighs in a way that should’ve been illegal. Glancing down at the book, she flipped to the beginning of the passage she had just finished. She thought to mention what she had just finished, but ultimately decided against it. It would probably put a damper on his plans for the evening. 
Instead, she settled on a vaguely curious, “I’m surprised you have time to write. Your job seems pretty intensive.” 
“During the winter, the excitement dies down,” came his quick answer as he paced from window to window near the front, checking the locks and drawing the curtains closed. “Anyway, I’m going to go. Stay in this cavern, that way the other rangers know you’re my responsibility. Don’t wait up!”
And, just like that, Griar was slamming the door behind him, barefoot and heading off into festivities.
Lapine stared at the door after he was gone. Outside, faint howls and keening echoed through the night. A heat traced up her spine as she realized, with a jolt, that she was probably listening in on -thropes fucking. And Griar was going to be among them, soon. 
Hunching her shoulders, Lapine tried to drive the thought from her mind with more reading. 
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Four entries later and Lapine’s eyes burned with exhaustion. She set the book down on the arm of the couch and closed her eyes. Faint on the air, she thought she could hear a forest full of howling and caterwauling. It put ‘loud sex’ into perspective. Lapine pressed her lips together as she wondered just what the -thropes were getting up to out there.
Obviously, humping, but was it just one-to-one? Did they jump from partner to partner? Or was it a veritable orgy out there? Her cheeks warmed just considering the options. Maybe it depended on the individual’s preference. 
She caught her bottom lip under her teeth, faintly wondering what Griar’s preference was. For a brief moment, the image of him in the midst of a writhing mass of nude bodies bloomed in her thoughts. Lapine groaned, throwing herself backward onto the couch and pressing her palms to her face. She wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye if she imagined further. Not to mention, if he could scent her while hanging upside down in a tree, he could certainly catch a whiff of horny human.
The heat in her lower belly burned, though. It’d just get worse the longer she ignored it. 
Lapine sighed, one hand trailing down her front as the other curled into the crux of her neck and shoulder. Griar wouldn’t be back tonight. He said so himself.
Surely, it was safe to indulge herself.
Her hand slipped beneath her waistband and slid beneath her panties. As soon as her fingers teased through her slit, slick coated her fingertips. Her toes curled into the cushion of the couch, inhaling sharply. Lapine hadn’t realized she’d been this worked up.
Closing her eyes, she considered her usual fantasies. When she’d focus on one, however, golden-green eyes would intrude. Lapine swallowed, her fingernails digging a little into her neck as she imagined sharp canines skirting her vulnerable flesh. That thought led to wondering what scraggly stubble, just a bit shy of being called a beard, would feel like against her throat, her breasts, her thighs. Her body tingled, just imagining the sensations, coupling them with the thought of nipping teeth and a languid tongue.
Her chest rose and fell, heavily, as her hand at her neck trailed down her chest. Through her shirt and her bra, she groped at her breast. Would he be gentle or rough? Would he scrape his teeth against her nipple, before sucking hard? Or lap at it gently, coaxing gentle moans from her?
Lapine tried not to focus on the ‘he’ she was imagining.
What would it be like, she wondered as her fingers swirled slowly around her clit, to be pinned down by large, calloused hands? To have hips needily roll against her, an erection straining against the fabric separating them?
Her body throbbed at the thoughts, toes curling into the couch cushion. Involuntarily, her hips jerked up, seeking a dick that was only in her thoughts. Against her fingertips, her clit became a hard nub, burning with sensitivity.
Short, breathless huffs caught in her throat, her muscles tensing and her inner walls flexing, wanting penetra-
A key rattling in the door yanked Lapine from her fantasy. She gasped, quickly pulling her hand from her pants and pushing herself into a sitting position. Her eyes snapped to the door just as Griar pushed it open. 
In the split second she saw him, he didn’t look much different. There were no dirt marks or scuffs or - from what she saw - scratches. He looked as clean as he did when he left. The second thing she noticed was the scowl of frustration on his lips.
The look only lasted a second. Even from the couch, she could hear him inhale deeply through his nose. His gaze snapped up, immediately on her. Shame at being caught clenched at her stomach, but an anticipatory heat licked up her spine. 
Almost immediately, Griar threw himself backwards, out the door, slamming it shut behind him. Lapine stared, her heart thrumming and breath still ragged from adrenaline. What just happened?
Outside, back pressed against the wall near the door, Griar crouched. His chest heaved, still taunted by the aroma of pheromones. He clenched his eyes shut, running crooked fingers through his hair. The image of Lapine, flushed and breathing hard, teased him further. 
“Griar?”
He nearly jumped out of his skin with her soft voice eked through the door. He couldn’t help noticing the tinge of breathlessness still on her words.
“Don’t,” he growled, fingernails digging into his scalp. “What were you doing?” 
Lapine paused on the other side of the door. Heat flared across her cheeks again, but it wasn’t like she could lie. He already knew. “Masturbating.”
“I figured that, but wh-” Griar cut himself off. It was a heat night. Pheromones were heavy in the air and he had told her what he was going to go do. Humans were prone to carnal desires, just like -thropes, and he wasn’t exactly coy with his plans for the evening. He shook his head roughly. “Nevermind. Don’t answer that.” 
“I’m sorry.” Lapine winced to herself. She hadn’t expected him to come back, hadn’t expected to see him until he’d been sufficiently satisfied. Judging from his reaction, however, she’d been wrong. “Are you going to be okay?” 
“Just… just get away from the door,” he sighed. The scent of her, so close and unclaimed for the evening, raked over his skin.  “I can take care of this myself.” 
Lapine pressed her lips together, debating with herself, before finally asking, “What if I help you?” 
Griar fell so quiet on the other side of the door, Lapine wondered if he left. She jumped when he finally replied, “You’re not obligated to help me, timid rabbit.” 
Lapine frowned and, this time, she cracked the door open. Griar’s head snapped to the opening door, eyes wide. A red flush tinted his cheeks and it seemed his stubble had grown just a little thicker. She only opened the door a crack, so he could see her eyes and her serious expression. “What if I want to help? One-hundred percent of my own volition.”
But that small crevice of space was enough to wash her scent over him again. His nose flared, unable to fight the temptation of inhaling her aroma. Hunger burned in his gut, worsened by the fact he’d been wandering out in the woods full of fucking -thropes. Muscles in his jaw flexed, his eyes nearly glowing in the night.
Various reasons swarmed his thoughts, despite the red haze of hormones. She was a human and, therefore, fragile. But he’d known other lycans bed humans without issue. It was just a matter of being careful and listening. How could he be sure she wasn’t offering out of a sense of duty, though? Maybe she felt guilty for leaving him hanging in the tree or she felt bound to help him, since he was doing his job and helping her. In an effort to get hold of himself, Griar’s teeth sunk into his bottom lip, enough to be painful but not enough to bleed.
“Look, you seemed pretty excited for tonight and I know it kind’ve sucks to have to sit with a burning horniness.” Like an itch you could scratch, successfully. Oh yeah, she’d been there plenty of times. “You seem like a good person and you’re attractive, so - unless you don’t want me - I’m offering.”
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