People. You need to talk me out of writing something. STAT.
(In case you haven't guessed, this is me running away from the prompt in question)
I have recently decided that the twd_kinkmeme is a lot like crack. You want it so bad, but you know you should run so far away that not even the zombies will be able to find you. - Except you never quite manage it.
So, here I am, minding my own business. Trolling the meme when I should be writing my 30 page essay of DOOM. Then I see this asshole and my lady boner went from causal disinterest to hard enough to pound nails in 5 seconds flat:
Glenn/Daryl - Werewolf AU (Post 6 - Page 22)
"Twist on the norm. This time it is Glenn who is a were. OP wants a fic about Glenn struggling to overcome his baser instincts when it comes to Daryl. Because really, he figures his furry little secret might be up if he rolls over for the man right there in the middle of camp, or lets himself bury his nose into the side of Daryl's neck just like he's been wanting to do ever since he laid eyes on him.
*Bonus: Werewolves are known but rare. Glenn wants to keep his condition a secret.
*Bonus: Any Daryl/Glenn is first time.
*Bonus: Glenn acts out in secret pack mentality like aspects of his nature. IE: Deferring to Rick and seeing him as alpha, herding the children into the middle of the group whenever they are out in the open. Scenting, marking, etc.
*Tres bonus: Daryl knew all along."
Life is just not fucking fair.
