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Don't Look at Me With Them Big Ol' Eyes

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Erm, Hi, Do You Have Anymore Stuff On Enid Being Adopted By Lurch? I'm Not Sure If It's A Prompt Or Is

Erm, hi, do you have anymore stuff on Enid being adopted by Lurch? I'm not sure if it's a prompt or is it an AU you wanna work on

hi!

it was actually a sleep-deprived thought i had. mostly a one-off, but i can definitely work on it more

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Know what would be cool? If the bad ending au had a happy ending!! Never let ur enemies guess ur next move!!

-green tiger anon

ah, the ole switcheroo 😏

but what if the bad ending is the good ending? 🤔

ALSO

it's awesome seeing you here :)

sorry for the late reply, i suck


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How is Enid adopted in Lurch Adopts Enid AU?

Did her parents get killed by hunters or something?

y'know what? you got a good idea right there!

since this is set before enid even realizes she's a wolf she's gotta be pretty young when everything happened

maybe it was a camping trip, some family bonding that was supposed to be a chance to relax and have fun

obviously, enid is the baby of the family so everyone is trying to keep their claws to themselves so she doesn't accidentally get hurt. she's, of course, seen them in their lupine forms before, but she's a toddler so all she sees when she looks at them are just some nice, furry animals

when the hunters first come, she's being looked after by esther while her dad and brothers are gathering wood for their campfire. she's getting tossed in the air and laughing as esther happily tells her stories about the werewolves in their family

and at first, the older wolf doesn't notice anything wrong

she's spending time with her family; they're capable wolves and a decently sized pack, to go against one would mean going against the others. this is a fun, weekend getaway

but she realizes something

her husband and sons have been gone for far longer than she anticipated

she brushes it off at first

these are new woods and unfamiliar territory to the family, they're bound to get a little lost even with their tracking skills

but she just can't get rid of this niggling in the back of her head

esther tries to keep her cool so she doesn't spook her daughter, but one hour turns to two, then three

where are they?

she's frantically pacing back and forth now, she wants to go look for them but she can't leave enid by herself

the young girl is sleeping, unaware of the turmoil her mother is going through

on the verge of tearing her hair out, esther then hears stumbling footsteps coming her way from an outcropping of bushes

and emerging from them, is her second youngest and he's hurt badly

before she can get any words out or do anything to help him, she hears laughter and sees the horrifying image of her son dropping to the ground with fresh arrow protruding from his back

even from the distance she can tell he is no longer breathing

it's shock that keeps her from screaming, but it is fear that gets her moving again

esther gathers a groggy enid in her arms, shielding her from the view of whatever or whoever attacked her family

tired and not understanding what is going, enid looks over her mother's shoulder and sees-

"well, look what we have here? more mutts," a voice calls out mockingly

esther stiffens, refusing to answer as she tightens her grip protectively on her daughter

"what? can't you talk?" the voice continues, getting closer. "though i shouldn't be surprised, should i? animals aren't meant to speak."

chancing a glance backwards, esther's stomach drops as she notes the insignia on the man's jacket.

hunters

with a malicious smile curving the shaved jaw, the man steps forward uncaring of the young boy he has to cross over in order to continue. "let's play a game."


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Blue eyes regarded the mirror silently

Loving you

Scrutinizing the conflict before her

Was the most

But with a single blink

exquisite form

All she saw

Of self-destruction

Was red gazing back


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One of my favorite things about any Wenclair story is how casually Thing gets thrown around, usually by an irate wednesday or oblivious enid


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