(Currently giggling to myself as I write this)
Why He's in the Woods
Adam thought he was a good child when he was growing up. He obeyed and made sure to get decent grades throughout school. He and his friend group were always there for each other no matter what. Throughout his life, it was him, Eve, Lilith, and Lucifer, together forever. Or until late high school.
Adam had been dating one of the girls in their group named Eve. She was kind and shared his love for nature. One day, however, he walked into the locker room at their school, where he found Lucifer, Eve, and Lillith making out. It was their second semester for senior year, and Adam was going to find them to ask if they were still up for that night to watch a new movie. The movie hangout still went on, though, with Adam sitting on the other side of the theater from the group.
When they graduated, Adam had gotten accepted into a college across the country. He had never been happier, especially since it was his dream college. Adam left them one more message in the friend group chat before leaving, blocking them, and changing his number. He went off to college and changed his name. He remembered his dream to live in the woods, so that's what he did.
Adam found a big house with three other roommates in the woods where he could work remotely and be undisturbed. Undisturbed by love, crushes, the past, and people. He loves it.
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June 19, 2024
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Lux in Tenebris, Medieval AU - Wolves, Part 1
Takes place a few weeks after this chapter
Masterlist
AO3
Contents: lost in the woods, environmental whump, attacked by wolves, wolf bite, blood, rescue
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Nightfall was coming quickly in the forest. Ilya’s heart fluttered as they raised their head to peer at the rapidly fading sky through the dense canopy above them. They couldn’t tell if the trees around them were unfamiliar, or if these were the same trees they had walked past a dozen times already today. They had lost the trail hours ago – of that, they were certain. And with the coming evening came a chill in the air. They shivered and pulled their cloak tighter around them.
As if called by their uneasiness, a howl sounded in the distance.
Their throat tightened in real fear now. They knew as well as anyone that wolves roamed these woods. Hunters complained about wolves snatching the animals from their snares – they shuddered and tried not to think of the creature boy he had found in the snare just weeks ago. Last summer a particularly brave wolf had ventured into shepherd Belven’s flock and taken four sheep. The entire village had mourned with him. Even the loss of one sheep was a hardship. Four was a tragedy.
Another howl rose from Ilya’s other side. This wolf was closer. They shuddered and quickened their strides. The air was colder, too; they could see their breath. One thing was certain: they were not going to reach the village tonight. They had to make camp, and soon, before they completely lost the light.
Ahead, they spotted a fallen tree with branches that spread over the ground, creating a makeshift shelter. It would do. It would have to do. They hurried forward and peered under the branches, making sure they were not unwittingly wandering into another creature’s den. Spotting nothing, they slung their pack from their shoulders and dug around for their flint and steel. Their fingers curled around it and they let out a breath.
Quickly, they gathered some moss for tinder, and some twigs for kindling. They found a few branches for larger fuel for the fire. By the time they were done, they had to strain their eyes to see. They built up a small pile of moss and struck their flint and steel to make a spark. Nothing happened. They cursed and tried again. A small spark flew, but missed the moss. They tried again. The spark landed and caught. They blew a gentle breath at the base of the moss and let it catch the rest. Slowly, they fed the little flame a twig, then another. The fire grew until it was the size of their hand. They build a small structure of sticks around it until the fire lit it. They breathed a sigh of relief as heat bloomed over their cold cheeks.
They raised their gaze to glance around the small clearing surrounding their little shelter. Looking back at them was a pair of yellow eyes.
Their hands shook as they built up the fire, feeding larger and larger sticks into it until it was a blaze. The sky was dark now, and the forest was alive with sounds. Insects buzzed around them, and frogs croaked to each other in the undergrowth. Then, so close it made Ilya’s hair stand on end, a wolf howled.
Another answered. A twig snapped in the trees to Ilya’s right, and they whimpered in fear. A pair of glowing yellow eyes darted past on the edge of the clearing. Another circled, its owner just on the edge of the halo of light cast by their small campfire.
“Leave me alone!” they cried, pawing around for a large stick, a rock, anything they could use to fend off the encroaching pack. “Go away!”
Another howl. This time, Ilya could see the wolf it belonged to. It stood at the edge of the clearing. Its gray fur was illuminated by the fire, and its head arched back with its cry. It was huge; its shoulder probably stood as high as Ilya’s. They skittered back on their elbows, as far under the tree as they could get, their eyes fixed in horror on the wolf as it dropped its head and sauntered forward. Another wolf paced at the edge of the clearing. Yet another stepped into the light of the fire, this one dark brown and just as large as the first one.
“Go away!” Ilya screamed, wedging themself under the tree trunk. “Please!”
A third pair of yellow eyes surveyed them hungrily from the clearing. Ilya’s stomach flipped as they stared back. The huge gray wolf reached Ilya and closed its teeth on their leg, dragging them out from under the tree. Ilya shrieked in terror and pain, hands scrabbling in the dirt and fallen leaves. Canine jaws clamped down on their shirt and tore the fabric.
Someone – or something – streaked into the clearing and bowled the wolf over, snarling like an animal. The wolf whined like a dog and staggered to its feet.
Standing in front of the wolves, eyes wild and clothes torn, was the boy that Ilya had freed from the hunter’s snare. His eyes were huge in the firelight, the pupils reflecting yellow like a wolf’s. Fangs descended past his lip and he lunged for the wolf again.
All three wolves turned tail and ran.
The boy glared after them, his eyes piercing through the darkness. Ilya trembled and let out a sob. He whirled and fell to his knees beside them in an instant.
They flinched away from him. He froze, his hands suspended above him like he was afraid to touch them. He no longer had fangs, Ilya realized. They wondered if the fangs only descended when he was frightened, or angry.
“A-are you alright?” he croaked.
Ilya swallowed hard. “You speak English?”
He nodded slowly. “I… I can speak English, yes.”
Ilya felt shaky, and like they might be sick. “Why didn’t you before?”
“I was frightened,” he said softly. His eyes darted to Ilya’s leg. “You’re hurt.”
The pain washed over them then. They retched weakly into the dirt beneath them. They stiffened when they felt gentle hands at their leg, peeling the torn strips of their ruined pants away from their lower leg.
The boy blew out a slow breath. “You can keep the leg, at least.”
“It… it hurts,” Ilya whimpered.
The boy chewed his lip. “We’re too far from the village for us to make it back tonight. And… and I do not want to leave you here alone.”
“Do you live in the village?” Ilya said. Their lips were going numb.
He looked at them with a sad, strange look. “No,” he said finally. “No, I live… here. In the woods.”
“Then will you take me to where you live?” Ilya sobbed weakly. Sweat broke out over their body. “Please, I…” Their stomach heaved. “Please.”
The boy chewed his lip as he looked around at the clearing. Then, he nodded. “Yes,” he said. “It’s not… it’s not comfortable, for someone like… for humans. But I’ll take you there. And I’ll keep you safe until morning.” With that, he got to his feet and grabbed Ilya’s pack. He slung it over his shoulders. Then, he pulled Ilya up, letting them lean on him as much as they needed. He stomped out the fire before they left the clearing. Every time Ilya looked at him, the moon reflected in his yellow eyes.
Continued here
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Lost in the woods AU
Once a upon a time when you was younger. They got lost in the woods at girl scout camp. Being the loner of the girl scout group no one quite noticed that you have disappeared. Crying on one of the many dirt paths you meet young cryptid sun and moon. With their help you return safely back to your girl scout group but curious about the cryptids you would continously seek them out. Over that month you and the cryptid boys forge a friendship. But as all good things it must come to an end. But you promised you would come back soon but soon they fade into just a long forgotten memory.
Fast forward you are celebrating that Vanessa has graduated Park Ranger training and is now a Park Ranger at Fazbear's nature park; that used to be the girl scout camp you went to as a young child. (can't say national because they are a for profit.) But Vanessa has been acting strangely ever since she started the training but Vanessa would never do anything shady....right? Unfortunately your naivety your good friend Vanessa is planning to sacrifice you to her good lord and savior Springtrap.
close ups and tidbits
Cryptid Sun:
🎇The more "nicer" of the two.
🎇He hides toys in his chest cavity to help try to calm down children. He tried it with Y/N but it just made Y/N more confused and panicked.
🎇Can summon fire sprites from his chest cavity. Often times this would be how he guides lost hikers/children back to their camps versus showing himself.
🎇When angry his face will be engulfed in flames. but do not fret he will be fine once he cools down his temper. This rarely happens but moon is very good at pushing his buttons.
🎇is the less upset one out of the two of them of Y/N not remembering them.
🎇 Him and moon learned how to speak and write through reading the horse books left at the girl scout camp. So they have an unusual amount of knowledge about horses.
🎇Can sense what is happening through the forest through the roots and can travel through the roots to whatever location he pleases at the National Park.
Cryptid Moon:
🌙The more "aggressive" one of the two. (he just thinks he is just blunt and to the point.)
🌙He is currently trying to fly under the radar ever since a hiker stumbled upon him feasting on his meal. (whether it was human or not is up for debate. Ask him and he will just chuckle.)
🌙His wings got singed back when Sun couldn't control his fire sprites. He got back on him by putting a bunch of termites in his bed.
🌙Is the more upset one out of the two that Y/N forgot them. Especially when they grabbed Y/N to play with them in the sky for Y/N to panic and get dropped in the lake by accident.
🌙Moon was the first cryptid for Y/N to stumble upon when they were young as well as adults.
🌙Moon is a huge sucker for anything sweet whether they would like to admit it or not is up for debate.
🌙If Moon is the one guiding hikers back he would usually scare them in the direction they need to go. but with children he tries his best to make himself not as threatening(doesn't work half the time) and guide them while holding hands. (big softie)
Y/N:
🐈⬛ remember sun and moon a bit but more of just chalking it up to imaginary friends. They do have a birthmark on their neck which he showed to sun and moon as kids. but in general very secretive about it.
🐈⬛is in transitioning and uses he/they pronouns.
🐈⬛very prideful of their pitiful t-stache. but a stache is a stache.
🐈⬛has a HUGE fear of heights which is why they panicked when Moon picked them up like they were besties.
🐈⬛gets easily lost so it constantly keeps getting lost in the woods. and Vanessa's cryptic directions aren't helping him at all.
🐈⬛is training as well to be a park ranger like Vanessa. He has known Vanessa for a few years before she started acting very secretive and a bit unstable.
🐈⬛is a lot more chill with Sun but that might change after he stumbles upon Sun enjoying a meal. they are slightly terrified of both but Sun and moon just want to hang out with their bestie(?).
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