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The Hunt

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part 1 -> next hunt

x tws; violence , blood , injuries , gore , slight suggestiveness , sickness. <- more will be added possible depending on the part.

x pairings; soap x male!reader (😲)

x characters; soap , ghost , price , gaz + (others will maybe be added? idk ive never written a whole lot of characters cuz i get confused in my own head)

a/n; i may make art for this series! and i will also possibly making art for my merfolk au.

Alarm bells rung threw out the small town the yells and panicked cries of the townsfolk as the huddle and ran into houses under carts under anything.

You let out a amused chuckle that came out as a growl to everyone else.

You were admittedly showing off a bit more than usual today pushing your self up with another flap of your wings as arrows shot past your head.

Christ John had to get better aim.

You dove letting out a bone shivering roar it was getting boring doing the same exaggerated display but it paid well.

John or Soap as the guild nicknamed him all those years back was your very lovable boyfriend.

To say what you both did was wrong would be true.

If it didnt bring so much coin.

Slaying dragons was a respected craft and admired by many and all, The demand for dragon slayers was high since such a feat was beyond dangerous and mostly ended in death.

Dragons were usually hunted by groups who set up traps of sling shot nets , big crossbow contraptions meant to pierce threw thick hide and scales.

But Soap didn't need of that,

Not when he had you.

Speaking on which you felt something dig into your side as you let out a fake cry of pain as your turned away from the village you couldn't hear anything they were saying from up here but you could imagine Soap's heroic rant as he chased after you away from the village a few more arrows stuck too you as you decided to close your act for today.

A final dramatic cry as you dived down intentionally losing control as you crashed into the ground.

"Hey?"

A few taps to your face.

"Heyy wake up bonny boy"

You grumbled huffing.

"C'monn- You need to get up so I can pull the arrows off ya daft-"

You peered a eye open to him shifting as you got up shaking off a few branches and leaves from your head.

"Ye wanna know what name they gave ye today?"

You grunted as you got up shaking off any remaining stray debris before laying back down as Soap went to work with tugging off the arrows from you they never pierced your flesh magical properly imbued inside of them made them stick painlessly to the target more like tracking tag than real damage arrow.

"White Death, Ah think that's cooler than yer lest name na? whit wis it again.." Soap pulled off another arrow storing it back into his quiver.

White Death certain was a better name than your pervious infamous nicknames.

"Ah I remember was it Snow Scales or Ice Lizard-" Soap grinned as your growled looking away embarrassed.

Soap chuckled.

"I got 300 coin from you today- We could head somewhere nice grab some pastries from that Village a bit west I know ye loved there cinnamon rolls."

The suggestion had you perked up at the mention of the sweet which Soap grinned at.

"We should get all washit up na? Ye juist haed tae land in the mud—"

You flicked your tail at him sending him off balance and falling back into the ground as well as yo letting a raspy soundalike laugh.

Pushing your claw against the amulet that sat tight around your neck it glowed for a moment before you started to shift and change shrinking as Johnny complained about getting his satchel and clothes dirty.

Once it stopped glowing you were human size albeit a bit taller than Soap, You still had some draconic features your eyes still dilated into slits under the sun, Scales around you arms and back that were easily hid with clothes and gloves, and horns that were luckily short enough to be hid with hair or hoods.

You walked over to him holding out a helping hand only to be yanked down onto the ground by him.

"Payback-" Soap flicked your forehead as you huffed.

"Whatever you're not the one that takes the daring crashes and falls in out little acts-"

Soap just rolled his eyes. "I never said 'Oh and at the very end make sure to get covered in mud!'."

You huffed flicking his shoulder as he grinned as he retold his fake little heroic story he told to each village rambling on about these couple of cats he saw as you just listened fondly.

You visited villages with him sure when you were in your human form but it just always made you feel antsy the odd stares you'd get were enough to make you visits to cities, towns, and villages very sparse.

Soap had noticed of course the observant caring bastard that he is and wouldn't stand for it of course not forcing you but you both went out for little walks, for supplies, and for getting you and him clothes and gear.

That's what you loved about him, He brought you out of your shell his voice and mannerism really just made a part of you melt.

To think when you both met when he was going to kill you.

a/n; not very confidence in this but i wanna commit to it </3 my nerves r all over the place makes it hard to write.

cod dog au - price

ok i kind of went off the rails with him he's kind of like what i described with graves instead he's a battered old dog fr he's not that old but he gonna grow a few grey hairs having to deal with his boys

a very non fluffy guy despite his appearance very sort of coarse-ish type fur bit rough and is always caring around that smell of his personal favorite brand of dog cigars

quick thought i had of like YOU yes YOU the reader were in a isle of dog situation being a human child he would be like chief to you but like he defiantly wouldn't bond that close if your shivering or something sure he might let you lean into his coat might let you hold onto his tail and follow him around he wouldn't at all hesitate to snap at you but rarely so

but for normal dog au things you can find him laying in his favorite sun spot in his office not at all going to hesitate to snap at anyone soaking it up (hes partial to gaz, ghost has his own spot and he'll snap at soap and you(you being a dog this time) )

he's pretty agile and fit despite all the fur looking like it'd be heavy he gets a shave ever now and then so he isn't insanely fluffy also despite me saying he's not REALLY fluffy he's warm af and like if your cold get prepared to lay feel like your laying on a cheap fur pillow, of course he goes and gets groomed but thats more rare taking a shower is enough for him.

CANT SPELL☝️☝️☝️☝️☝️☝️☝️☝️

Spelling is for nerds :/ <- the fanfic writer

Focusn fic?

OHHH HELPPP I MISPELLED FIC SORRY LMAOO I JUST NOTICED

Iwas so confused what this was abt but lemme correct it rq......ignore that ermm

another little scene redraw

Ghost (Beauceron) and Soap (Mixed breed)!

its so late at night but..i also am into siderverse and i might start posting that stuff here (also warrior cats suff in the future possibly???)

things..are going to happen soon enough :3 another character x reader (romantic) coming up!🗡️ also more merfolk au as well !

aaa tysm guys for all the follows and likes i glad to see people like my work ! I was initially scared to even do stuff here bc i was confident in my writing and i feel so encouraged ❤️ ty

height chart for my merfolk au

when i said you were big your BIGG , Male Orca can reach up to 27 feet long on average.

ofc you in the story isnt gendered but that still doesnt mean you cant be pretty huge.

Most of your height/length comes from your tail but your still pretty huge regardless (MAYBE I MAKE ART? idk how to draw buff men so maybe not :( )

As for Soap since sharks can also get pretty big he's on the larger side too.

but for Ghost? Hes just a big boy (Most Orcas are) genetics also play into how large youll be as a mer like human genes.

You could have two smaller merfolk parents and end up way bigger than them it just depends.

but anwyays we love our short king Gaz

as the story goes on ill be dropped more stuff like this (little explanations)

anyways i wanted to drop this here cuz i wanted :3

im better now guysss