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WHAT IF (headcanon)
David & angel?
Asher & babes?
Milo & sweetheart
Sam & darling
GUYS WANT IF ANGEL WAS THE WOLF AND DAVID WAS THE HUMAN AND THERE ARE BEST FRIEND WAS DARLING AND ASHER AND DAVID WHERE CHILDREN HUND FRIENDS WHERE MILO IS A COLLEGE FRIENDS AND SWEETHEART IS A VAMPIRE AND SAM TURNED THEM
jealous angel?
Spoiled asher?
sweetheart having PTSD?
Vampire babee?
Feel first Daviey?
Human Sam?
No trauma darlin?
Milo bothering sweetheart?
HE WOULD LISTEN TO PLAN B, NICKY JAM, DADDY YANKEE AND SHIT OMG
Don’t talk to me or Reggaeton enthusiast Milo Greer ever again
the shaw pack, as seen by outsiders !
david shaw. he's got this menacing, lingering aura about him, and when he walks into the room people go silent. their backs straighten, they double their work speed, and whispers die.
and in bounces his golden, glowing, mini-skirt wearing, sexual innuendo-spewing s.o. who's chattering to david like they're teenage girls in a coffee shop and shock of all shocks, david's smiling back.
asher talbot. the snarky, bouncy, happy-go-lucky guy's everywhere all the time. he never rests, never stops moving, and he's chattering about a mile a minute. he has a tendency to speak over you, not because he's rude, but just because the adhd is a bitch.
but when his sweet-faced, gentle-toned s.o. walks in, hands him a glass of water, and begins to tell a story, asher looks like he can't speak. he just stares, in awe, drinking in his beautiful mate and listening to the melodic cadence of their voice.
milo greer. milo's the perfect blend between david and asher. serious, dedicated, all business when it comes down to it, but he's always got time for a smile, a kind word, or a teasing joke. finely dressed and always put together, but you can sense an undercurrent of stress leeching from him. he needs everything to be perfect, and he needs to pick up the slack that his alpha and beta don't have time to cover.
but one touch on the arm, one sarcastic deadpan joke from sweetheart, and milo's hackles relax. they sit on the arm of his chair and review his work, a hand in his hair. they tease him about his sloppy handwriting and give him a kiss and an ice cream before they leave, and afterwards milo is twice as quick to hand out compliments, and holds his temper better than ever.
tank/darlin. if david's the steel, asher's the bubble, and milo's the happy medium between the two, then darlin' is the opposite. where milo is quick to compliment and soothe, darlin' is quick to honestly and brutally speak. they're all bark and all bite, and everyone eyes them warily when they come into the room. they're known to be fiercely loyal, but their affection is shown in aggression and brusque nods of approval.
but sam softens something in them, draws out the gentleness the pack remembers seeing in tank as a child. sam rests a big mitten of a hand on their shoulder and they find themselves able to smile more, smile genuinely. sam gives them a wink, and they're damn near bubbly all day. sam leaves, but his lingering woodsmoke warmth stays wrapped around darlin' all day, and the office is significantly calmer.