It's been a year already? :O

[askerian]

Come write Psychic Wolves for Lupercalia - A Multi-Fandom Mini-Fest, February Thirteenth through Fifteenth!

Bluh. Why do none of my fandoms fit with telepathic wolves. I tried to come up with something for Stargate Atlantis but the only thing I managed to visualize was episode one with added wolfsister who is actually not quite John Sheppard's but used to be the sister of that guy he tried to rescue who died on him instead. And she changes NOTHING, which means this is not a good fic idea, and I don't want any longer, more divergent fic because, uh, because maybe it's a sign that I should update the Gundam Wing one I started last year faster instead. .__.;

But if someone wanted to write SGA/SG1 with wolves I would be so happy. SO. HAPPY. The happiest.

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[krait]

Mmmm, GundamWolf. :D

Nothing in my fandom box really fits telepathic wolves, either, unless the Black Jewels series counts; it's got its own telepathic wolves, though, so it also falls into the "doesn't change things" category! I'd almost have to go with entirely OCs, or weird AUs where, uh, the wolves aren't entirely extinct from the realm of Terreille, or something, and that still leaves the question of "whom should I inflict them on", so. Nope.

Or I guess there's Valdemar, which has telepathic wolf/cat things? With three genders, and a penchant for following mages around. Hmmm...

[askerian]

eh, they don't really bond with people though... i guess it'd still fit, if you have plot for it. ^^

[shini-tenshi.livejournal.com]

...I was going to rec you this fic I found last week that was SG1/ Gundam Wing crossover, but I'm glancing back through it and the primary animal that is bonded to Trowa is some kind of feline derivative, not a wolf. Sorry~ Hope you find awesome fics that satisfy!

[lurker-lost.livejournal.com]

... Link anyway? ^^;;

[shini-tenshi.livejournal.com]

No problem!

Upon a Fiery Steed (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1792282/1/Upon-A-Fiery-Steed/)

I will forewarn you that animal bonding is not the primary focus of the fic, but I hope you will still enjoy!

[askerian]

XD;;;; I have it in my ffnet favorites, and the bonding part really isn't huge. i was more looking for fics that were *about* the bonding.

[shini-tenshi.livejournal.com]

If you happen to find any new or older bonding fics, I don't think anyone who turn down a rec post in the future :)

[rurounitriv.livejournal.com]

Wonder if anyone's doing Elfquest?

[askerian]

idk, last year there wasn't anyone, even tho it's technically open to it ;__;

Devils Advocate

[prowlingthunder.livejournal.com]

....I wont claim to know anymore about the fandom than what you write, but isn't FF7 theoretically compatable with psychic wolves? (Soldiers and Mako and packbonding and a slide of Sephiroth/Zack+wolves?)

...Cloud with chocobo-blond wolf-puppy. Damn. I have to learn this fandom. (Though this is FF so he could potentially come out with a materia-green wolf.)

...I blame you, Asuka.

(Homestruck with ancestor!Wolves. *dies*)

Re: Devils Advocate

[askerian]

the thing is that SOLDIER basically already IS a pack, and that... what do they need wolves for, when they can jump buildings and break through walls unharmed and all sorts of crazy stuff? when they have Sense materia and enhanced senses and everything else? wolves are redundant and tacked on. ;__;

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[prowlingthunder.livejournal.com]

I have to get this game and learn it and study it and write it properly (or else use your work as character personality guidelines mrrrgh since it's your fault -anyway-) but I can almost imagine some *coughSephirothcough* coming back from Wutai with a wolf-bitch pup because he (wantedapuppy) wanted something not to do with Hojo/to annoy Hojo. And then of course everyone else in his group got a puppy by-proxy because he's trying just a little to be one of the guys and it's not gonna work if nobody -else- has a puppy.

.... arrrgh. *goes back to writing Xander doesn't even know FF7*

SGA ficlet

[(Anonymous)]

This is how they were Chosen...

Meredith froze as he heard the soft whine behind him. "Go. Away," he muttered, not turning around.

sleepylonely packmateslittermatesgone boredboredbored

He told himself that he wasn't going to be suckered by such an obvious ploy for sympathy, really, he wasn't...

His hand reached behind him completely without his consent and patted the wolf on the head.

He'd be fine as long as he didn't look it in the eyes. That was how they bonded to people, he told himself desperately. (He ignored the fact that knowing the wolf's feelings meant they were already bonded.) He was going to be a world-famous scientist, a Nobel Prize winner! He wasn't meant to waste his life pretending to be some macho hero like the Wolf-Mounties kept parading around on their ridiculous recruitment posters.

The wolfcub licked his fingers.

"If you partner with me, you'll be like - like a pet dog!" he muttered vengefully. "Fat and out-of-shape and with no running or hunting, thank you very much!"

roundfatwolf wellfedwellcaredfor goodenoughhuntertonotneedleanfastsharp

"That's not what I said!" he protested. "Wolves are not needed in the lab!"

He could feel it being brought up short by the statement. For a moment, he let himself think that he'd won the argument and the wolfcub was going to go away - but then there was something wriggling past his leg and his papers were obscured by a far-too-hairy wolfcub-face, intelligent pale eyes focussed on his.

Icanbeuseful

The feeling was almost words, it was so strong. "Maybe..." he said unwillingly, then wailed, "But how am I supposed to hide you from my parents?"

The cub licked his nose instead of answering. He glared. "If you're my partner, I'm calling you It."

It looked far too happy with its new name.



John stared in disbelief at the carnage in front of him. Afghanistan was a site of horrors, but he'd never seen anything like this before. The squadpack he'd disobeyed orders to rescue were torn to shreds, but there were no signs of bullet wounds. It looked as though all the injuries had been inflicted by the wolves.

That shouldn't be possible. Wolves weren't only valued because they were rare, but because they were loyal to their partners above all else. The fact that a squadpack had been assigned to Afghanistan in the first place was stupid enough when they could be set to hunting terrorists, but this - what he was seeing here...

One of the bodies moved. Going entirely on instinct, John scooped it up, finding that it was a male wolf who was lighter than he looked. The wolf twisted to look at him.

John felt as if he forgot to breathe, something fitting precisely against his mind as if there had always been a space waiting for it.

Dark gold stared at him in confusion.

Pack? Partner?

"Hey. D'you know what happened?" he asked softly, not sure how to answer.

confusion badsmell matingbutnot rivalsbutpackbutrivals painpainPAIN

Something exploded, tearing John's attention away from the rapport he'd been sharing to reflexively check his bird.

"Let's get going," he said, and stood up. "Uh, the others..."

dead dead dead

John's clearest memory of the return to base was the howl of loss that echoed through his mind. It overpowered the reprimands, and the black mark, and the discovery that no other pack would accept a wolf whose last pack died at each other's fangs and claws.

It didn't overpower the discovery that as a wolf's partner, he was forbidden from flying ever again. That became part of it.

Re: SGA ficlet

[askerian]

ooohh, innnnteresting. @___@

haha, rodney's wolf being just fine being fat and well cared for thanks. XD they fit indeed. XD

Re: SGA ficlet

[prowlingthunder.livejournal.com]

You should totally add this to the AO3 come time. IT's beautiful. <3

[neko-no-yume.livejournal.com]

If you want a good series with psychic wolves, you should look up
the A Song of Ice and Fire series. :)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Song_of_Ice_and_Fire

[askerian]

man, i want a story ABOUT psychic wolves, not one where the wolves are a footnote/allegory. XD;

I tried the books, took me until volume three to admit i didn't care about any of the characters.

[1more-sickpuppy.livejournal.com]

Hi, came here from AO3 where I was just now squeeing in delight at seeing the Gundam wolf story having another chapter since I last checked it!! I had thought it left for dead...
So to your thought of updating it faster, can I just say Yessssss please???!Pretty please? Pleeeease? :D
The thing is, I have no clue about Gundam, none whatsoever. I came to the story via the wolves... but I just like it a lot. The style sits really well with me, and there are so many awesome things on the horizon of the story, if you know what I mean. Good stuff I'd love to read more about, to figure out, to see how it works in this 'verse.
So, here's hoping!
*and you know it would totally fit with the call to Lupercalia* ;)

Trying to feed you a plotbunny

[(Anonymous)]

==> Be Karkat Vantas.
You are Karkat Vantas. This means that you are a troll who can only escape culling so long as no one realises that your blood is in fact not rust but instead a mutant shade of bright red that just-so-happens to match the colour of your enemies, the humans.

(Personally, you don't have much problem with humans - they stay out of your way, you stay out of theirs, amazing! there is no problem, truly a shocking arrangement - but It Has Been Decided that they shouldn't be allowed to settle this country in peace, and who are you to speak against the considered military strategy of whichever bunch of wastechutelickers-who-will-never-come-within-a-hundred-clicks-of-the-land-you're-fighting-over decided on this, anyway?) (Besides being one of the people who's actually involved in said fighting.)

You are also, you have come to realise, the most insanely thinksponge-damaged fucktard to ever allow your insecurities and desperation to drive you to extremes in the entire history of trolldom. You will become the new benchmark of panshatteringly stupid futility for the rest of eternity, thanks to this moronic suicide display that you are laughably calling a plan.

==> Karkat: Think about the plan.
It's a bit late for that now, isn't it? You should have thought about it before carrying it out, but whoops! too late now, fuck you gentlebulges and ladynooks.

==> Karkat: Describe the plan.
Certainly. Would you prefer the descriptions to start with the insanity of the idea, the stupidity of thinking that you could carry it out, the worthlessness of losing your life in the attempt to do just that, the pointlessness of trying to when even a successful attempt will earn you precisely no respect or safety, or some other aspect?

==> Karkat: What is the plan?
For a moment of sheerest panic, you believe that you have forgotten it. Then you remember that, surprise! there wasn't enough to forget.

The plan is, in its entirety: Get hold of one of the wigglers of the terrifying howlbeasts the humans team up with to hunt and fight (and possibly indulge in the most bizarre moiralliegances you have ever had the misfortune of laying ganderbulbs on, you can't really tell on that point but it looks horrifyingly likely). Having done so, escape with said wiggler, and bring it back for the docterrorists to experiment on.

Trying to feed you a plotbunny p2

[(Anonymous)]

==> Karkat: Find a howlbeast.
Wow, look at that, that is something you had no idea might be necessary for your so-called plan! Good job, you! In fact, while you're at it, why not try to find a wiggler howlbeast, which is less likely to be capable of eviscerating you and leaving your shredded remains to dry in the sunlight?

Of course, if you really want to find an adult howlbeast, you could just let the sentry-guards patrolling the human base you somehow found see or smell you. You are sure that that would in no way end with your interior organs tastefully arrayed over the ground.

Speaking of sentries, here they are now, right on time. You huddle closer to the ground, watching the human-and-howlbeast pair go past. Their route means that they're actually moving upwind of you.

==> Karkat: Sneak past guards.
This is the stupidest idea you have ever had, you realise as you scuttle further into the human encampment and therefore closer to the beings which will kill you dead if they find you. Simply having this idea has proven that your thinkmatter is in fact constructed of some material which is exponentially denser than a black hole - the fact that you are acting on it will surely result in a universe-destroying explosion any moment now as all other matter in existence tries to escape its proximity to your irredeemable imbecility.

You hear something whimper. It's off to your right, deeper into the camp. It sounds rather like a juvenile howlbeast.

==> Karkat: Follow whimper.
It's the nearest thing to a sign of wiggler-howlbeasts that you've found, so you do your best impersonation of a stealthsassin and creep in the direction the sound came from. There is more whimpering, louder, and you start to wonder what exactly is causing the sounds - there were no signs of the humans mistreating their howlbeast-partners, but your entire experience of them comes from being hunted or exchanging glares over the battlefield, how would you have a clue what they're like when they've got the leisure for something more involved (no one would guess how the midbloods you fight beside on the battlefield treat you when the fight's over (you want to believe that, need to, so badly) so who's to say there isn't some torture-for-sport going on in here somewhere) -

The whimpering turns to excited yelping, and you freeze as you hear the scrape of a door opening.

==> Karkat: Escape the camp.
You would love to do just that, but when you turn to flee, you are hit in the small of your back by a fur-covered missile which bounces with glee - on top of you - and barks. Happily.

Hi! Hihihi! Found you, mine!

You have no idea why you think it means that.

A larger - not fully grown, you think, but large enough to make outrunning it a fond fantasy - grey beast walks over to stand in front of you, along with one of the guards. (He's an asshole. He's walking around and just fine and will survive this with no problems, therefore an asshole.)

"Huh." He raises his voice. "Pup just found her partner."

Trying to feed you a plotbunny p3/3

[(Anonymous)]

Another human comes over, whining in a voice that lets you know he was asleep just a few minutes ago (and this makes him another asshole, you decide), "Why not wait till morning - Hey. That's a troll!"

Guard-asshole prods you with the flat of his sword (which you did not realise he had until he was shoving it in your side, clearly asshole is not a strong enough term for this guy. You think douche fits better). "You don't say?" he asks, voice bland and especially douchey.

Sleepy asshole drops to his knees beside you. You are treated to a truly frightening display of overgrown teeth. "Hi! I'm John! I'm your new packmate!"

Yaaay!

Douche crouches and grabs you by the arm before you can process the words. "C'mon, packmate, let's get your shiny new friend to bed before midnight hits and he turns into a pumpkin."

A pair of green eyes above a ferocious snarl appear and leap towards you, stopping close enough for you to smell the howlbeast's last meal.

"Welp. Too late."

Sleepy asshole-who-you-are-not-calling-John laughs and sticks his fingers in the creature's fur. "Hi, Midnight! Tell Rose everything's fine, 'kay?"

You have now hit your limit. "Fine? What? I'm sorry, did I miss the end of the war at some point in the last two hours? Has there been a ruling that any person caught in their enemies' area is now subsumed into their army? WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

You did not expect the answer to be a hug. Especially not from behind.

A girl's voice chirps in your ear (and for a moment you miss are reminded of Nepeta), "Don't worry, we'll explain tomorrow! C'mon, your pup's been waiting for you for hours and she really needs her sleep."

The next thing you know, you are in a pile of living bodies, consisting of one sleepy asshole, one howlbeast who licked sleepy asshole's face all over, one grey howlbeast, one douche with sword-placed-out-of-your-reach-but-not-out-of-his, one sleeping asshole who didn't wake up even when the sleepy asshole dropped on his stomach and who seems to think that a howlbeast's haunches are the best pillow in the history of ever, and, finally, one 'pup' who is pretending to gnaw on your fingers.

Sleep.

...You have a horrible feeling that the order came, somehow, from the howlbeast who licked sleepy asshole's face.

You decide to worry about miraculously understandable howlbeasts tomorrow. This is probably going to be your last night. You might as well get a good night's sleep.

Re: Trying to feed you a plotbunny p3/3

[askerian]

*.. squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee* oh my god such delicious crack. ahahahaha XD ♥ you are now my favorite anon.

This mini fic!!

[erika06.livejournal.com]

This is just awesome!! Even if it only stays like this, it was so incredible hahaha. This fandom has such crazy sweet prompts and plots <3

[chromiumrhodon.livejournal.com]

Huh. I really like this. Are these ninja dogs like Kakashi's? Demons? or does Naruto have talking-to-dog powers? I'm really curious if you write more. :) Imagine Kakashi summoning Pakkun for dog training lessons.