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Monsterous Needs (Lycans x Reader)

Hello, I'm sorry.
Yes you read that right, the lycans from re8. Idk what it is but I just.. I wanna get fuckin destroyed by them. I'm not a furry I swear ÒwÓ. So yeah, have this cursed fucking thing.

Your POV:

I was taking a nice afternoon stroll through the village. Looking at all the small cottages and taking in the scenery.

It was around 5PM, and people were already shutting down their houses and locking their doors.

There wasn't a curfew, it was just the fact that around 6PM the lycans would roam the village.

Not that I was worried about that, I was Heisenberg's right hand, which meant that the lycans wouldn't attack me.

The lycans were monsters of this village.

Almost like werewolfs, but if the transformation went wrong and stopped halfway, making their conciousness more like feral wolves, but their body like a very hairy person with sharp nails and teeth.

Once you spent enough time with those things though, you find out they're just big puppies.

And they LOVE headpats, they'll actually start purring and kicking their leg when you pet them, its quite adorable honestly.

They act like big guard dogs whenever Karl or me are around.

Anyway, as I walked back towards the ruins of Luiza's house, I heard the screams and howls of the Lycans approach the village.

Their den was somewhere on the outskirts of the village in an abandoned stronghold.

Karl had taken me there one time back when I was still very new in the village, to try and gain the lycans' trust.

It worked, and they accepted me just like they accepted Karl.

I walked through the grainfield, towards the scarecrows and to check out the burnt remains of the house at the top of the hill.

Maybe I could find some useful scrap or other random shit there.

As I approached the house, I saw one of the lycans sitting on the shed just outsidr the gate.

It seemed to be scouting the area, so when it spotted me, its ears perked up, staring at me intently.

I waved at it, not that it understood what that meant, making it jump down and approach me cautiously.

I stopped, as not to startle it.

Like I said, they were like big guard dogs, so any sudden movement could startle them and attack you, even if they trusted you.

It looked at me, tilting its head before sniffing my arm.

It chuffed at me, before backing off slightly.

I extended my arm slowly, placing it on its head and gently petting it before retracting it and walking to the house, making my way into the rubble.

I closed the door before looking into the burnt wreckage, when I suddenly froze.

The place was absolutely PACKED with lycans.

I don't know why or how they were here, but they all sat around, chewing on the remains of the poor souls that dared to go in here.

I backed off slowly, only to find myself bumping against one of them.

Even though they accepted me, a whole pack of them could easily turn on me and absolutely rip me limb from limb.

I looked back at the lycan I bumped into.

It bared it teeth at me, growling in an intimidating manner.