So because real opossums like to carry sticks and leaves with their tails, to build a nest with. I keep imagining anthro-opossums holding their sleeping bags and pillows with their tail on the way to a sleepover.
@sasspossrilla @possumgirlbulge @vposs @nicopossum
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Summary: They captured you, but he wants you back.
Pairings: Werewolf!Walter Marshall X Reader X Werewolf!Ari Levinson, Vampire!Ransom Drysdale
Rating: dark
Warnings: language, kidnapping, attempted dub con, bindings, slapping, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 461
Ari Levinson One Shots
Walter Marshall One Shots
A/N: having some fun before @the-slumberparty and @navybrat817 @darkficsyouneveraskedfor and doing their One Word Drabble Warm Up. My word was heaving.
Your head twists to the side while you shudder. Sobbing out in the night for anyone that could possibly hear you. Trying to pull your arms down to no avail; they were still tied high above your head. Your bare toes barely dangle on the forest floor, and your lip trembles as you try to clear your eyesight from the stinging tears. Taking a stuttered breath, you let your head fall down in defeat. There was no way out. They had finally got you.
“Aw,” you hear his sickeningly sweet voice as he walks out of the darkness, lifting your chin up with a thick finger, “That only took what..?”
“Three days,” the other chuckles. Kneeling on the ground, whittling a stake from a gnarly branch. They meant to kill him. “Three days, and those disgusting marks are finally healing on your neck and your thighs. You like being a blood bank?” he spits off to the side, emphasizing his hatred toward your boyfriend.
“Ransom is ten times the man you two are. He didn’t have to kidnap me!”
“Well, you see, Sweetheart, he might as well have kidnapped you. He hypnotized you. And don’t be calling that corpse a man. That is the biggest lie you’ve told,” you shake your head no, screaming up into the night again. “Not shared his blood though, have you? He’s never going to find you. You know why? Our scent repulses your vampires.”
“I can see why,” you get a swift smack across your face, and he begins to lower your restraint. “You smell like a wet dog.”
“You fucking little bitch,” he spits in your face, twisting you around to look at the other man. “Give Marshall a pretty smile. You want to act like a bitch, I’ll treat you like one,” his nose sniffs up your neck, and then down your body. Inhaling your delectable aroma. Your chest heaving with the amount of anger that courses through your blood. “Ahh, right on time. She’s in heat.”
“No!”
“Ari, leave the girl alone.”
“No. Wouldn’t it be so sweet when her precious Ransom comes to find her and she’s swollen with a mutt in her belly? You think Ransom would want you then? Your baby will smell like a fucking wet dog. He won’t be able to stand being around him. And you’ll come crawling right back here,” his hand gropes your breast, falling down lower on your body, and you scream again, when he cups your mound. “Your throbbing cunt is telling on you. Now, smile pretty, I’ll try and be gentle.”
Looking through the dark trees, your eyes zero in on a pair of crystal blue eyes. Fangs shining in the moonlight, and only a single word on your lips, “Help.”
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At a sleepover
Jesper: drinks all the soda, sings very loudly on the karaoke, stays awake the whole time
Nina: eats all snacks, also sings very loudly, stays up until 4 am then passes out on Mattias
Inej: very chill, sometimes sings, plays card games, lays down but doesn’t really sleep
Wylan: plays card games with inej, falls asleep at midnight, plays mariocart on wii
Kaz: doesn’t want to be there, defeats wylan at mariocart, mysteriously wakes up with something drawn on his forehead
Mattias: wants to just watch a movie, responsable for ordering food, goes to bed a 9 pm
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