hunting

He doesn't know his name, he doesn't know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he's on the run with. But he's pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

AU – Werewolves are an enslaved underclass, collared and tagged by human masters. Detective Stilinski’s on duty the night they bring in an untagged stray.

Eren, a young mermaid, meets his dark and intriguing mate, Levi, for the first time by the edge of a large lake in the middle of the wetland forests. Hanji and her team of biologists hide nearby to document the elusive merfolk and their interactions. Or that one merfolk au where Levi (merman/male/dominant) and Eren (mermaid/arguably still male but in the submissive role here) are a pair of mates living in the wild, meeting for the first time by the lake that Levi inhabits.

“Come on,” the alpha says. He tilts his head towards the water as Jimin gapes at him with fear in his eyes. “Get in.” Tonight Jimin listens. Whether because of the humid heat clouding the air or the insomnia induced delirium or something else entirely, Jimin's feet take tiny steps until he stands at the edge of the bath. The tip of his toes get dangerously close to dipping in, just needing to take one last step. The alpha’s eyes watch his every move, scanning down his body with rapt attention. “Go on,” the alpha says, voice dripping with deep richness. Jimin—for reasons he fails to understand—listens. His body carries him, slowly sauntering down the steps and into the hot water without thinking it over any longer. Something about it feels helpless and uncontrollable, making him itchy inside. He pushes it down. “Good little omega.” The alpha’s words make sparks tingle in his veins and acid climb up his throat, the conflicting combination of sensations confusing. He hates how something inside of him almost… likes it. After being rescued from an oppressive pack with strict rules and outdated traditions, Jimin starts his life life anew in the Jeon pack.

His eyes flash like twin flames, something in his gaze enough to make Jimin shiver with what he sees. "Wild," they whisper. "Feral," they warn. But even still, Jimin's omega claims something far more dangerous. Mine. - Jimin, son of the head alpha and lord of the Park pack, organizies a hunting party into Soksagim Forest, attempting to bring back food for their people and replenish their dwindling supplies. He's never been one to believe in the fanciful tales about the forgotten wolves in the woods, until he comes face to face with the rogue.

Murphy's Law[ˌmərfēz ˈlô]NOUNa supposed law of nature, expressed in various humorous popular sayings, to the effect that anything that can go wrong will go wrong. Y/N’s brush with the Pro Hero Hawks, one fateful day just off a hiking trail leads to some true bad luck. (Surprise bitch, Bet you thought you'd seen the last of me: welcome to the maternity leave fic babe)

“Is it going to h-hurt?” Jimin asks, voice breaking when he verbalizes his greatest worry. A shaky breath pulls from his lungs, impossibly loud in the quiet of night. “M… M-M… Mating.” Jungkook grunts, common tongue clumsy and awkward coming from his mouth. It sounds unpracticed, discordant. He motions to the mat and blankets on the ground, striated muscles flexing with every move his capable body produces. Another step closer. “Mating. O-Okay?” Permission, Jimin realizes. The Head Alpha of the Jeon Pack, formidable and revered leader known for his brute strength and staunch ruling, stands here asking for permission before he takes the omega promised to him. He sounds almost nervous, shy and boyish in a way that Jimin never expected. “O-Okay.” Jimin nods, still debilitatingly nervous but also aware of his duty. Abruptly forced into an arranged marriage with the savage leader of the illustrious Jeon Pack, stripped from his meager home with only the clothes on his back, and thrusted onto a foreign island where not even his mate understands him, Jimin finds himself swept away in a whirlwind of life-changing experiences as he learns how to speak—and teach—the language of love.

The moment Derek stepped into the fighting ring and faced Stiles he remembered why he was doing all of this. The omega gawked at him and barely paid attention to the other competitors Talia was mentioning and Derek smiled at the thought of having all of his attention. Stiles blushed from the tips of his ears to his neck and began to run his fingers through his hair while looking away. Derek began to wonder how far down that blush traveled when he shook his head and tried to focus on the imminent battle. He caught the last of what his mother was saying. “—have a good fight and good luck.” More clapping and the horn that signaled the beginning of the fight sounded.

Izuku’s lip is trembling, and he hates it. Sensei just doesn’t understand. He doesn’t see what Izuku does every time he closes his eyes. “If you are incapable of following basic orders,” Aizawa says, sounding like the storm outside, “you can give up your dream of being a reliable hero.” The harsh words are another nail in the coffin, and when thunder breaks around them, Izuku thinks he does too. Or, the one where Izuku and his sensei are turned into cats and have to learn to trust each other while struggling to find their way back home.

"Here in the North, an old myth tells us that when an alpha meets their fated mate, the sun would shine through their eyes and burn more brightly than all flames combined." Lord Omega Jimin of House Park agrees to marry Lord Alpha Yoongi of House Min to end the century-long war between the two territories. To strengthen the pact, he must reside in the mountains with his husband and give birth to an heir. However, contrary to the Northerner's custom, Jimin, as a Southborn, is not the typical omega consort they expect him to be.

"It was a plot point, dude," says Cucumber-bro, in the slow, patient voice of someone speaking to a stupid dog. "It was an actual, literal plot point you typed in with your own like, sinful hands." "No it wasn't," says Shang Qinghua immediately. "I think I would like, fucking remember writing a scene where some chick gets an actual fucking dragon corpse dropped on her door and immediately gives it up for the person who brought it!"

After Technoblade finds Tommy sitting on the edge of a cliff in L'Manberg's crater, a lot of things ensue, which eventually results in Technoblade taking a vulnerable Tommy back home to a cabin in the cold tundra.While they're there, the two of them reluctantly work together to set out onto the road of recovery and reconciliation. The road is not without its bumps, but they'll traverse the harsh terrain and distance together, hand in hand.___ Continuation of Atlas, not Theseus! You should definitely read that one first before getting started on this, otherwise it won't make any sense.

Billy and Stu and you. Dating two cute, sexy and funny boys like Billy and Stu sounds like a dream come true, and it is pretty great, but there is more to them than meets the eye. COMPLETED.

“Anyway, I needed something strong to sell the story. I’ll just have to deal with it.” Minho frowned at him, staring at the other critically. “You got more secrets to sell?” Jisung straightened his posture, meeting his gaze. “There’s a difference between a secret and privacy, hyung. You can’t know everything about someone else.” Minho raised his brow, “Oh, but I do. I know everything about Chan.” “Yeah, right.” “Eight years is plenty of time, Jisung-ah. Many hours to talk about every little thing.” Jisung looked away, jaw set tight. “What do you think the others would’ve thought of me if we had told them the truth?” “Excuse me?” Minho reeled at the unexpected question. “I understand the need for honesty, to build trust and all that, hyung. I do. But some truths hurt,” he spoke softly, eyebrows furrowed. “Some truths break trust instead of building it.” The signs had always been there, right beneath their noses. However, whenever it related to Jisung, the pack seemed oblivious. At least, Minho was foolish enough to not realize sooner.

Daryl has carried so much on his shoulders since the apocalypse began to keep his adopted family alive that he's barely taken time to breathe. But, with the Governor's failed attack on the prison behind them and with Rick working to make the cold stone walls a home for them all, he finally feels that he can relax just a fraction. That is until a life-altering encounter with Rick in the woods one night reveals the secret he's been so desperate to share but mortally afraid of letting out and everything between them changes irrevocably.

It was the middle of the night, and Peter suddenly stirred from his peaceful sleep from the sound of creaking in his small studio apartment. While Wade is away on business, Peter is stalked by an unrelenting symbiote. NOTE: The Sequel is Out! Chinese Translation: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6501727/chapters/14883292

The village is just starting to warm up from winter and an odd invitation has been extended. Just what exactly does the countess of the castle want, and is it worth the risk of not returning to sate curiosity? (Set before the events of the game, diverts and events of game never come to fruition. I wrote this as a present to my girlfriend!)

A “Tony Stark is related to the Winchesters” AU In which two very different groups of people converge through movie nights and monster fights, weddings and funerals, armageddon and family holiday parties. Updated with bonus chapter 08/15/2020

Falling in love with the Prince of Karugae was the worst mistake Taehyung ever made in his entire life.

A monster finds a hunter all alone and decides that this bitch needs a good fucking.

It's something out of an old tale: a golden young man in a white bearskin, striking strange bargains with desperate souls on the cruelest night of winter. Peeta Mellark, winner of the 74th Hunger Games, returns from his Victory Tour to make the starving Everdeens an offer they can't refuse. Canon divergent, based on the fairy tale "East of the Sun and West of the Moon."