#and howl starts turning into the monster and is like groaning in pain and his face is all twisted

[hecksupremechips]

A ghibli loving straight woman will be like "oh you’re gay right? What’s hotter, Howl with blonde hair or Howl with black hair?" and I go "haha black hair" and awkwardly sip my drink because the truth is I only feel deep carnal desire for Howl Movingcastle when he is a fucked up bird monster and I don’t think this straight woman can handle that

[dollwrites]

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!sorcerer!reader, rough sex, orgasm denial, sukuna’s mean, begging, degradation, pussy spanking, suggested noncon prior to the beginning of the fic, name calling ( brat, whore, bitch ), dacryphilia, all characters featured are aged 18+

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𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day six [ sukuna ryomen ( megumi ) + orgasm denial ]

“W-wait, please— fuck!!”

another howl of disapproval tears from your throat as the King of Curses pushes you off of his cock, again. your body trembles and twitches; your used cunt trying to clench around air and hold on to the orgasm that you’d been right on the cusp of.

“Let me…” you’re panting, trying to stabilize your weight on your scuffed-up knees, but the muscles in your body had all but turned to gelatin after hours of relentless fucking. “Let me cum…” it’s an attempt to demand, to sound tougher than you were, but you sound pathetic and weak, pushing your ass back towards the bastardized visage of your best friend.

beyond the curse marks that etched into his complexion, Sukuna Ryomen had twisted Megumi into a monster that you didn’t even recognize. or, perhaps, it was because of the tears blurring your vision or the haze your poor brain had been fucked into. you didn’t know anymore.

“So entitled for a little, fucking whore. You’re not acting like you don’t want this, anymore.” one powerful hand grabs most of your hair at the roots in a tight vice and pushes you forward, smearing your face into the floor, and he hunches over you. you squirm and whine, but not from the screaming pain in your scalp or the taste of blood in your mouth, but because you could feel his cock, hard and throbbing, as it rubs against your ass cheeks when he hunches forward. his body is on fire against yours, smearing sweat from his broad chest across your shoulder blades. “A few hours ago you were trying to kill me, screaming for me to stop, and trying to threaten me, and now you’re yipping for my cock like a wild animal. Begging to be mounted. Cum-hungry. You’re an easy one to break.”

“Go to hell,” you groaned, but you still writhed, winding your hips in an attempt to convince him to push back inside.

“I’m taking you with me.” he retorts with a raspy chuckle, before doing just that— and none too gently. with a forceful thrust, every inch of solid cock and pulsating vein barrels through your spongy canal, filling you to the brim and knocking the wind out of your lungs, before he uses his free hand to dig his digits into your fleshy hip and fall into the same, brutal rhythm he’s been decimating you with. you mewl and clamor to hold on to something. your nails scrape against the tiles on the floor, some of them chipping into jagged edges as your eyes roll back. “You know that, don’t you, brat? You’re damned— you were damned the moment you started to enjoy the way I fuck your helpless, little cunt.” his breath is hot and heavy against the shell of your ear as he ruts against your body, pounding it mercilessly. you try to shake your head, but his grip holds it steady and smeared against the floor and he guffaws, “Don’t think I can’t feel you, whore. Your cunt is sloppy wet, but the harder and faster I fuck you, the more I deny your release, the more frantically your hole squeezes.” your stomach feels like it’s in knots, your climax quickly approaching, and he must’ve felt your body start to tighten and prepare to cum, because he snickers and jerks on your hair tighter. “Just like that,” a low grunt dies in the back of his throat, “you’re already going to try and cum again.”

“Please,” you moan, trying to convince him to allow you release by pleasing him, since begging hasn’t seemed to be working. your ass bounces back to meet his violent thrusting, and the way you squelch and the sound of your wet skin slapping against his fills you with shame. “Please, let me cum! I need— need rest— can’t do this—“

“Greedy bitch.” but you could tell by the way he grinds his jaw when he says it that he likes the way it feels. pulling himself back up on to his knees, Sukuna places both hands on your ass cheeks, which were already sore from his relentless spanking, and he digs his sharp nails in. “What makes you think you deserve it? Because you can take my cock, you think I owe you pleasure or something?” he stills you with his strength, and pulls himself from your abused cavern right as you’ve started to hold your breath and knit your brows, on the edge of your climax, much to your dismay. “You get wet because I abuse your pussy, that’s because you’re filthy, not because I want you to like this.”

“Noooo!” you squeal, deflating like a balloon as he soils yet another orgasm. this time, the sensation slipping away was so intense, that your eyes had begun to water, and you try to look over your shoulder at him, glare daggers up at him for being so cruel, but you find his form, massive and daunting and flushed pink with sparkling sweat trickling over marked skin, too dizzying, and you gawk instead.

Sukuna smirks, wide— red eyes alight with malevolence upon seeing your tears. “Pitiful, aren’t you? Ah, but seeing that look of despair on your face only makes me harder. You want it so badly, it’s almost cute.” he looms over you, pushing on your ass to force your chest back down to the floor, your back arching so your ass sticks higher in the air. your thighs tremble hopelessly, and he enjoys the way you shake and sniffle. “Go ahead and cry, brat. Beg me until your voice goes out. I still won’t let you cum. I love this too much.” grabbing his massive cock at the base, he guides the swollen tip to tease your sticky folds, and for a moment, you try to open up and welcome back inside, regardless of the way your walls ache from the stretch, but he doesn’t force his way back inside. rubbing up and down, he teases your cunt from hole to clit, before slapping the squishy head of his cock against you in rapid-fire spanks.

when you start to squirm and babble, working up the nerve to beg once again to be blessed with an orgasm and relief, he leans closer, his tongue licking a fat stripe from your chin to the apple of your cheek, gathering a mass of salty tears on the buds so that he may taste your anguish. “I’d so much rather watch you suffer.”

[thecuriousquest]

I have a idea that came to me in a dream. Yan! Sasuke and Naruto spanking reader after she tried to run away from them. Yeah so I sent this to your other account.

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Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug

Warnings: Yandere themes, SFW, implied kidnapping, spanking punishment, non consensual spanking, non sexual spanking, hair pulling (not sexual)

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Your eyes feel heavy as you come back to reality. Blinking away sleep from your eyes, you sit up and groan when you feel a dull throb in your leg and the back of your skull.

You panic, remembering what caused the throbbing to begin with. You had tried to run from this nightmare, run far from the two monsters who plucked you from your village and proclaimed their undying love for you only to be tackled and knocked out.

Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!

You don’t want to do this again. You can’t go through this again! The punishments, the conditioning, the brainwashing. You drop your head into your hands and unfurl your anger into your palms with an ear piercing scream. Rage pumps through your veins at the speed of light, coursing like rapid waters.

When you can no longer howl, you lean back against the headboard and stare at the ceiling.

I’m going to die here.

The door opens. You hear it along with footsteps. Two pairs of footsteps to be exact. The door closes behind them, the lock clicking.

You know Sasuke’s expression is one of anger without even looking at him. Naruto is probably somewhere between sad and disappointed.

“What were you even thinking? What you did was so stupid,” Sasuke begins the lecture.

That’s surprising. Usually, Naruto starts off with his Talk No Jutsu.

“I was thinking I could get away from your suffocating presence for a second. Guess I was wrong.”

Naruto places a hand on your foot. “Hey, you shouldn’t talk like that. You wouldn’t understand any of this. We’re doing this for your own good. Why can’t you appreciate how hard we’re trying to keep you safe?”

You kick his hand off of you. “I can’t…I can’t keep having the same conversation over and over again.”

“Then why do you keep pulling the same idiotic stunts, you moron?” Sasuke’s tone bites you like a feral dog.

However, you refuse to react to the pain.

“Who knows? Maybe, I just can’t seem to learn my lesson.”

It was meant to be sarcastic. It was supposed to be a retort.

“Alright,” Sasuke sits down on the edge of the bed, pulling you in by your ankle.

Your night dress rides up as he reels you towards him. You try to keep your dress down to preserve your modesty, you try to hit him square in the jaw with the heel of your free foot.

Keyword being “try”. You don’t get very far with any of your fast action plans.

Settling for full body thrashing, you use all of your limbs as a weapon. Sasuke knows your brawling tactics all too well by now. He knows that you throw unpredictable and careless hits when there’s no other option left, and he sees right through you.

Turning you on your stomach, he adjusts you over his lap, keeping his palm flat against your lower back.

“If you needed someone to help you learn, all you had to do was ask,” the Uchiha taunts, bringing his hand down sharply against your bare ass.

Hissing through clenched teeth, you can’t help but try to cling onto some semblance of pride, even if you do feel as though it’s been shredded to the bone. After all you’ve been through with them, you don’t have much dignity left, but you have to hold onto something.

Because if there’s nothing left…then you’d be broken, and you don’t want to be an empty shell moving when they pull the strings.

Naruto sits down right next to the raven haired man, and his voice fills the room, tone soft yet loud enough to be heard over the steady slaps of Sasuke’s hand.

“This wouldn’t be happening if you didn’t try to run. If you…why can’t you just behave? You were doing so good for a while there. We really thought you were making progress.”

He brushes your hair with his fingers, but you swat his hand away, baring your teeth at him with a vicious growl.

“Fuck you! Fuck both of you! Behave, behave, behave! It’s all I ever hear!”

You start wriggling around, trying to fling yourself away from Sasuke’s steady palm. Your butt is really starting to feel the heat, and your little outburst did nothing to stave off the sting. It only served to worsen your punishment.

The swell of your bottom receives the most attention from Sasuke. There’s nothing you can do to keep him away from your tender rear end. You can’t kick your way out of this one, not that you could any other time.

“I just want to go home!” You yelp as his fierce hand claps down on your thigh.

“You are home. This is your home. WE are your home. Forget about your old village with that run down dump you lived in. Forget about all of it.” His fingers twist in your locks, pulling your head up. “Do you hear me?”

Another smack, another yank on your tresses has you gripping Naruto’s pants and whimpering a wet “yes, sir”.

He lets go of your hair, and your head drops down against the blonde’s thigh, the fabric soaking up the pearlescent droplets from your glistening orbs.

You can’t take the spanking any longer. The prickling itch accompanied by a relentless burn has you bawling into Naruto as you clutch him tightly.

“Please, I can’t! I can’t! Please, stop!” You lift your head. “Sasuke, please?!”

He pays you no mind as he levels your flesh to a deep rose.

“Naruto?!” You manage to choke out.

“It’ll be okay. You’ll be okay. Sasuke is just teaching you a lesson.”

“You’re teaching her too after I’m done, dobe,” Sasuke forewarns his friend, never relenting once.

“I…I am?” Naruto is no longer patting your head. He looks at the Uchiha with hesitation.

“Yeah, I’m sick and tired of being the only one who’s firm with her. No wonder she can’t learn a lesson with you always being soft. You’re going to finish her punishment with either the hairbrush or the belt, and then we’ll call it.”

You think that’s the most you’ve ever heard him talk in your entire seven months of knowing Sasuke.

But then your brain processes what he said.

The hairbrush or the belt on top of this?

You begin to wail even harder, your feet beginning to kick again.

Sasuke knows you only start kicking after you’ve settled down for a while during a spanking when you feel like something isn’t fair.

“It doesn’t matter if you think you don’t deserve it. We’re done with you running away, and I’m done with being the only one who disciplines you. You’re going to learn to respect us both.”

“I’m sorry! I am, I’ll listen and respect you and Naruto. I promise!”

Sasuke laughs, actually laughs, at you as he bounces you on his knee, lifting your bare bottom a little higher so that he can target the sensitive under curve. Your sit spots take a real beating, and you can’t help but scream in agony.

You already broke their hearts when you tried to run away, but hearing you wail so loudly shatters their beating organs into little bits and pieces.

Finally, FINALLY, Sasuke gives you the reprieve you’ve been longing for since this whole thing started. It doesn’t last long though.

“Naruto, belt or hairbrush?”

Oh, yeah, it’s definitely not over yet…

You hang your head, crying for another reason entirely now.

Naruto mumbles something, but you can’t hear it over your crying. You’re shifted from one lap to another, and then Sasuke’s presence from the bed is gone.

You curl up against the jinchuriki, sniffling into his shoulder to try to seek comfort. It doesn’t last long as Sasuke hands Naruto the wooden hairbrush from your vanity.

Fuck no!

You look into Naruto’s eyes, fixing him with the saddest look you can muster. “Please, don’t, Naruto? Please? I’m sorry. I won’t run away again. I promise.”

“Yeah, you won’t. He’s still going to spank you though,” Sasuke reaffirms.

The Uchiha sits down on the bed again, eyeing Naruto until the blonde gives in and tugs you over his knee, pinning your kicking feet down with his free leg. Your face is only a few inches away from the floor, and you feel a rush of blood to your head, making you feel dizzy.

That feeling pales in comparison to the hefty blow Naruto lands on your sore backside.

“No! No, please! I’ve had enough!”

“I’m sorry, but you have to learn. You need this. Deep down, you know we’re doing what’s best for you.”

But you don’t know that. They tell you things like this all the time. They say that keeping you with them is for the best, they tell you that discipline is for your own good, they proclaim that what they’re doing is out of love. They lecture, they scold, and they beat these things into you.

You know deep down that this isn’t love, that this isn’t for the best. It’s only “for the best” because they think it is. It’s only “for your own good” because they’re fucking delusional.

The brush from hell never stops. You don’t even bother keeping count, you don’t bother pleading anymore either. Your body deflates over his thigh, hanging limply, simply breaking down as you’re overcome with tormented sobs.

It takes you a moment to realize that your blazing ass is no longer taking hits from your own hairbrush. Naruto pulls you up off of his lap to sit between him and Sasuke. They shower you with affection, Naruto apologizing for causing you pain, and Sasuke petting you while trying to calm you down.

“You’re alright. It’s over now,” the ravenette tells you.

The jinchuriki hugs you, both of their hands are on you, yet all you want to do is go back to sleep.

Sensing your eagerness to rest, they lay you down on the bed and take place on either side of you.

“It hurts…” you whimper, hoping for some sympathy.

Sasuke huffs a chuckle. “Good, maybe you’ll actually learn something this time.”

Naruto rubs your scortched bottom, trying to soothe the flames. “I don’t want to have to do that ever again. Please, don’t make me?”

You pout and bury your head in your folded arms. “Okay.”

The next time you try to escape, you’ll have to make sure you actually get farther than the front door.

[absurdthirst]

Kinktober 2023: October 16th

Day 16: Speech/Movement Restriction, Body Worship (Genitals), Vampires/Werewolves

Max Phillips x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Vampirism, Lycanthropy, insults, changing, mentions of bestiality,

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Fucking werewolves. Of all the fucking supernatural things he could fall for, he has to fall for a fucking dog.

Max wrinkles his nose, the smell of wet dog never a particularly pleasant one, and with his enhanced sense of smell, it’s magnified. 

Max Phillips isn’t human, no, his humanity was taken away years ago. He’s a vampire. A natural enemy of werewolves, which really confuses him when his cock gets hard at the furry form of his girl. 

“Fuck, do I need to dip you for fleas?” He grumbles, rolling his eyes and spraying some of the air freshener around the room. “Or did you roll around in something dead?”

“Fuck off, Max.” Your voice is decidedly human and he grins when he hears the annoyance in your tone. Obviously just changed back and probably pretty tired from running around all night, howling at the moon. 

“What’s the matter, puppy?” He teases, walking into the bathroom to find you standing in front of the full length mirror, naked and examining your body for any marks that will heal absurdly fast anyway. Leaning against the door, he snaps his fingers. “Shit, I forgot your dog treat.”

“Shut up, or I will eat a plate full of garlic, you vitamin D deficient blood bag.” You throw him a scowl, but that just makes his grin grow even wider.

“Technically, you’re the blood bag, furry.” He teases, ducking when you throw your towel at him. “Awwww did your tail get knotted up, baby?”

You roll your eyes, wondering why the fuck you put up with the heartless wonder. Reminding yourself that the sex is pretty good, but you still smirk as you open the medicine cabinet. “Fuck with me and I’ll replace your sunscreen.” You threaten, enjoying the way his grin slides off his face and the wounded expression replaces it. 

“Hey..that’s not cool.” He grumbles. “You know I’m sensitive to the fucking fireball in the sky.” 

You make a sizzling noise, laughing when he flashes his fangs at you. “Okay, go make me some food.” You wave him away. “I need to shower and then sleep for a million minutes.”

“Awww babe.” He pouts and pokes out his lower lip at you. “I was gonna get in the shower with you.” “No you weren’t.” You open the glass door and smirk over your shoulder. “Because you called me a furry.” 

“Babe, I like your fur.” He whines, looking offended that you are denying him a shower with you. “I was teasing you.” 

“Go floss your fang, Max.” You huff, stepping into the shower. 

“Fluffy…..” He groans. “I’ll scratch under your chin…” 

“Fuck off, Max!” 

“You’re so touchy after you regrow your skin.”

****

Your relationship with Max is one that despite your teasing, is actually pretty amazing. He understands that you have things that you can’t control. Like his bloodlust, you can’t help that your human form falls away every full moon. Turning into a monster with razor sharp claws and teeth that are perhaps even sharper than Max’s. 

Now the next month has rolled around, the moon looming over your schedule. It’s always a pain in the ass, but you also love the freeing sense of being the biggest and baddest out in the forest at night. 

You’re aware of yourself while you are in that state, it’s just that your more animalistic instincts take over. You want to hunt, eat. Fuck. 

The small cabin in the woods was a place where you could be safe. Or, others could be safe from you. Nothing was around for miles. You start to slip out of your clothes, knowing that when the moon appears, you would shred anything you were wearing. It was better to just start the process naked. 

“Fuck baby.” He smirks as he watches you undress, eyes dark and eyebrows waggling. “I wonder if I’m going to get the horny or hungry little puppy tonight.” 

You roll your eyes and huff, smirking slightly. “One of these days I’m going to bite you.” 

“Oh, promises, promises.” He waggles eyebrows again and flashes his teeth at you playfully. “I want you to bite me. Make getting that pussy a challenge.” 

You snort and walk over to Max, sliding your arms around his neck. “Keep me on the mountain.” You tell him seriously, not wanting to hurt anyone and his vampiric strength can keep you here. 

“You stink.” Max’s nose wrinkles, leaning back slightly and smirking at you when you roll his eyes. “Did you shower?” 

“Fuck you, Max.” You huff, shoving at him, but he holds you close. 

“I’ll keep you here, babe.” He promises, leaning in and pressing his lips to yours. “Gotta keep my little fur ball happy.” 

****

Max always watches as you transform. Finding it fascinating that his very human girlfriend grows to over seven feet tall and is built like a brick shithouse covered in dark, surprisingly soft, fur. The loss of boobs was something that he was sad about when you are in your furry form but for some reason, the pussy was fucking amazing when he had to lift that tail to hit it from behind.

He stands in the trees, giving you the room you need to thrash about. It was good that he was supernatural as well, because the first time you changed, you had clawed the shit out of him. If he wasn’t undead, it would have left a hell of a nasty scar.  

“Awooooooooooooh!” Max winches, finding you really loud when you are baying at the moon, but he doesn’t grumble about it too much. 

There’s something about the way that you look as a creature of the night. Something that appeals to him sexually. He had never thought about fucking a werewolf until you. Until he saw you as a werewolf. Until he fucked you as one. Or rather, you fucked him. 

The sniffing of the air brings him back to the moment. Watching as you turn yellow eyes on him. Your smart, sassy little mouth elongated into a powerful snout and a set of jaws that could crush bone. 

His nude body is pale in the large moon, figuring he didn’t want those claws going through another Hermēs tie. Plus there was something rather exhilarating about chasing after a wolf with not a fucking stitch of clothing on. Getting back to his roots in his mind. 

“Here Fido.” He snickers, waving you over and chuckling when he hears you growl. “Down girl.” He teases, knowing that you can’t hit him with those snappy comebacks right now. “You know that you have to be a good girl.” 

That’s not apparently the mood you were in. One arm swiping out and knocking him onto his back, snapping your jaws inches from his pretty face as you loom over him. 

“You wanna ride?” Max asks, immediately reaching for your fur covered hips to move you into place since he’s already hard. He gets hard watching you change. Turning on by the mere fact that he fucks a werewolf. It was quite the brag amongst other vampires. 

Your snout comes down and you nuzzle his hard cock, making him moan when your long, wolfish tongue comes out to run along the length. “That’s it, Fluffy.” He groans. “Get it nice and wet for your canine cunt.” He chuckles. “You’re gonna wag your tail while you bounce on my cock and bay at the moon tonight.” 

[memes-saved-me]

Interview With The Vampire AU piece for @harringroveweek

My favourite moment with my other favourite boys and a Billy kills Neil ficlet below the cut (TW: Mention of abuse, violence)

Billy let out a harsh laugh. Far too loud for its purpose but there was no one there to hear it apart from the terrified man pressed against the wall on the other side of the room. The same man who held Billy against many a wall throughout his life, his human life. Now, it was his turn. His turn to scare the man he once called his father, who he feared and begged for acceptance but now he saw him he truly was. A pathetic excuse for a man.

"Get out!" he demanded but his voice lost its volume as the vampire stepped closer ever so slightly. "Please."

"What was that?" Billy asked with a mocking shocked expression. "Begging are we?"

He shook his head as the grown man trembled, his legs weak but his fingers gripped tight around the fire iron in his hand but he seemed too scared to actually use it until Billy got close enough to attempt a swing. With a smile and a simple step to the left, he missed completely but stumbled sideways at the shock of his son being suddenly beside him.

Fumbling for purchase on his desk, he slipped and landed on the floor but continued to move back towards the door. Billy watched him with pure amusement as he listened to everything running through his mind.

"I would never hurt Susan or Maxine. Especially, Maxine but you?" he laughed just as he did before. "I've waited too long."

With little effort he moved too quick for the man he called father to see, appearing behind him to block the door before leaning down to grab his face with one hand and lift him to his feet with it. He held him there as he reached out to try and grab him which was of course a useless attempt until finally, he started to kick.

"Let...me...go," he groaned unable to open his mouth properly and so Billy did. He slumped back onto the floor but somehow he fell wrong and with a snap and a scream Neil Hargrove broke his left leg. "Why are you doing this?" he cried.

"Do you really need to ask?" Billy shook his head, his blond curls slipping forward from his shoulders. "Do you remember when I was seven and you slapped me so hard I fell down the stairs but instead of helping me up you left me there alone with a fractured wrist?" Billy asked kneeling down to lean into his face.

He didn't dare answer but his mind did and what Billy saw, his recollection of that moment made him sick to his stomach. The way he smiled at the sound of his cries for help, he still thought Billy deserved to be taught a lesson for what he had done but Neil couldn't even remember what that had been.

The vampire grabbed his hand and snapped it backwards until his fingernails were touching his arm. "I'd left a toy in the study," he said as the man howled in pain. "You can't even remember why you hurt me? Your own son?"

"Stop!"

"What about when I had stayed out a little too late?" he backhanded his father just hard enough to do damage but not enough to kill him. "Or when you saw me with Thomas in town getting all close?" Slap. "Who could forget when I dropped my knife at dinner?" Slap. "Oh and of course when I apparently let Maxine sneak out?"

He blinked before coughing blood right into Billy's face but to Neil's horror, he didn't flinch. No, instead he licked his lips and let his teeth extend as he smiled right into the face of his father who had almost lost his mind at this point. "You're...you're a monster."

"Like father, like son."

In one final attempt at escape, Neil reached for the fire iron he had abandoned moments ago and swung it at Billy's head but the vampire stopped his arm from even getting close. His fingers tightened until he dropped the poker and stared up at Billy. A silent moment began as Billy saw what he had done, the blood covering both of them as his nails cutting into his arm. Just as a wash of sympathy came over him he saw what his victim was thinking and it was far from what he was himself.

Some of his thoughts moved too quickly, intermingled with each other but there was one that he caught perfectly and it hit just the right nerve. "That Italian freak has ruined my son."

"I've been fucked by more men than you can even imagine. Men from all over the world who come to visit this city looking for fun and they found it," Billy grinned at the shock on his face. "It wasn't Stefano. I was ruined well before he arrived."

"You pervert," he spat more blood in his face.

Billy was already hungry and that final taste was enough to make his instincts kick in properly. To make him reach out and push his hand right through his father's stomach, making sure to watch it all in his eyes. Just before he could slip away, finally drop to the deepest point in the underbelly of hell itself he moved his tilted his head to the side and drank from his neck. Just enough until his heart gave out and his body went limp.

Stained with the blood of his own father, Billy closed the front door to his new home and thought of what would happen when Susan and Maxine return home from the theatre Billy had bought them tickets for. Would they connect it all or stay silent as the ownership of the Hargrove name and business fell into his hands? Something that he did not want in the slightest and planned to hand over to his sister the moment he could.

"Tesoro Mio!" the brunette vampire exclaimed rushing down the stairs to wrap his arms around Billy's waist. "Did you eat well tonight? You are a mess. I love it."

"I did it," he replied rather quiet.

"What?" Stefano smiled as he waited to know what he had done to result in such a bloody mess.

"I killed him," Billy let a smile slowly grow on his lips. "I killed my father."

The other vampire paused before letting out the most joyous of laughs. "Baciami!"

So, Billy did. He gripped Stefano tight and kissed him, the taste of the blood igniting once again as he melted into his companion in a way he never had before. A moment of true understanding meshed the two of them together as they smashed into the wall with such force the painting hanging above the stairs fell to the floor.

Suddenly he pulled away before lifting his hand to push a curl behind the blonde's ear and look deep into his eyes. "You never fail to surprise me, Billy."

Overwhelmed Billy kissed him again, this time pushing him away to tackle him onto the sofa in the next room and lean over him in the lamplight. "Ruin me," he breathed.

"With pleasure."

[chezzywezzy]

Yandere Eddie Munson (9/13)

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The bats were gnawing at my flesh. However, suddenly, I heard an attempted battle cry break out and one of the bats went flying from me. Tears pricked at my eyes and one arm went to reach for my hero. It was Eddie, holding the stick in hand. We made brief eye contact and I could tell he was scared. The two woman weaved around us, Nancy furiously trying to free Steve. Eddie was dripping and his hair messy. He was oddly slimy too, but it would be a lie that he still didn’t look good.

I realized I was still being choked and that more bats were coming. One swooped toward Eddie, but he walked it anxiously. There was so much grunting and demonic bat screaming. Suddenly, Eddie hit right above my head, and it was like a weight was taken from me. The vine loosened and I pulled it free, tearing the icky flesh at the seems. 

Eddie lowered a hand to help me up, but he was suddenly hit by one of the bats. He let out a yelp and was shoved to the ground. However, I scrambled, grasping the vine as it shot out toward his body. I threw the bat away just long enough to give Eddie the chance to stab it with the stick. It ended up spiking through his heart.

He let out a mewl of disgust and threw the bat corpse off. Using one another, we scrambled to our feet. “Son of a bitch —!”

By now, Steve had recovered, using what strength he could to fight back. And I did, too. When a bat dived toward me, I slapped it with the palm of my hand and sent it to the ground, stepping on it. I didn’t like the squishing sound it made as inky juices flew from its body. 

And after that, I didn’t hear many others. I looked around wildly as Eddie shakily grabbed my shoulder. Only then did I realize some blood was seeping from my lips, and I wiped it up with the once-intact and white onesie that was now wet, sticky, dirty, and bloody. Everyone paused. We were all panting furiously, and neither Steve nor I were doing so hot.

“Steve, Y/n!” Nancy cried, walking over to Steve. 

Eddie was muttering insanity under his breath, and it was slowly escalating. I leaned against him for support as my entire body ached. “Jesus H. Christ!” He threw the oar into the ground, exploding. “What the fuck was that? Are you —“

“I’m… alive,” I panted. 

“Okay, okay, uh…” He was so greasy and clearly not doing too hot. However, his arm swept underneath my legs and back and he hoisted me up. By now, I was used to such actions, and I was too tired to convince him to save his strength. My arms looped around his neck and I felt his chest heaving against mine.

“Uh, do you guys think these bats have, like, rabies?” Robin squeaked, having started observing some of the corpses with a dull flashlight.

Everyone turned to her and Eddie’s face fell traumatically. He clutched me closer, gaze devouring ever inch of my injured and scarred torso. Blood seeped from the various claw and scratch wounds and it looked like he was about to have a panic attack.

“What?” Steve asked incredulously.

“It’s just that rabies are, like, my number one greatest fear. A - and I think should get you two to a doctor soon because once the symptoms set in, it’s too late. You’re already dead.”

I groaned loudly and hit my head against Eddie’s shoulder. My hands intertwined with his wispy locks and Eddie was just on edge from what Robin mentioned. Suddenly, we heard more monsters howling from a distance. Eddie tensed, and before anyone else had awoken from their stooper, he took off.

Everyone else gasped and made a mad dash for the woods. I bounced in his arms, watching from over his shoulder as the bats swooped toward us. It was clear that there was no solution but to run. We dipped and died over huge, throbbing vines as a high pitched scream emitted from Eddie.

“I swear to god, I will be so pissed if you died before the wedding!” he exclaimed the top of my lungs.

“That’s oddly insulting!” I shouted in return, letting out some pained grunts.

And, for a while, we ran. The forest was dense and the bats swarmed above us. We kept running until we stumbled upon a semblance of Skull Rock. It was funny to me how this place was so similar to Hawkins. The name, upside down, was fitting for it.

When we came up to the rock, Eddie slid underneath it athletically. It was tall enough to fit us all and Eddie ended up falling back on his butt. Somehow, the man had outran our companions, even while carrying me. I couldn’t help but think he’d make a good athlete once we got out.

Steve and Nancy huddled with Robin while Eddie set me down against the back of the rock while sitting to my side. I grunted in pain and clutched at my stomach, trying to nub the pain. The blood was beginning to clot and harden and that made it feel much worse.

I tried to steady my breathing. Eddie was wide-eyed and terrified. He balanced his ruching form on my burning thighs while I hugged my chest, squeezing my tearful eyes shut. Everyone was trying to be as silent as possible as the screeches dipped and circled over the rock. I thought that we lost them but I was starting to wonder.

Robin let out a quiet gasp as everything fell silent. “Oh… okay.” She slid out and rose to her feet.

“That was close” Nancy panted.

“Yeah.”

“Too close,” Eddie’s voice cracked.

Eddie tried helping me to my feet since everyone was deciding to stand up. However, when I did so, I let out a muted yelp and collapsed against him. Steve was in the same boat, his form falling against the rock wall. Eddie cursed loudly and grabbed my shoulders fearfully.

“Jesus,” Nancy cried.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Steve insisted.

“Me too,” I choked.

“Okay, no, you are not,” Eddie fussed. “Um - okay. Just - just sit back down again, will ya?”

Robin was hovering outside, waiting for each of us. Eddie and I were in our own world, though, because I could only focus on him. I gasped in pain as I sat down agains the rock. Only then did I become aware that the onesie was now a “twosie” because now, the entire midsection was missing and what was left of the top was the hoodie and one sleeve. Everything else was exposed, and even some of my bra was hardly intact. The onesie was only held to the top half by a few straggling strips of fuzz.

“Fuck, that doesn’t look good.”

“How rude,” I quipped, only to be interrupted by a cough.

Eddie moved my arms to my side and began prodding the wounds. There were a few mangled scars, but most important, still dripping fresh blood, was a deep hole in my torso. I gasped quietly, tears brimming in my eyes. I had to look away as Eddie fiddled with his outfit. He tore off a long strip of his Hellfire shirt. 

“Sit up for a second, sweetheart,” he requested shakily.

I did so, releasing a quiet grunt. I noticed that Robin was pacing worriedly between the two pairs. Eddie wrapped the makeshift bandage around my waist before pushing me gently back against the rock. He ties it up over the wound itself and the entire cloth soaked in blood. It was once white and now, it was reduced to nothing but maroon.

I let out a sigh of relief, even though a few tears still escaped. Eddie was attentive and noticed, cupping my cheeks and placing a chaste and momentary kiss on my nose. Even in the dismal environment, I realized my heart was racing and I was embarrassed once again.

“Here. Wear this, sweetheart,” he instructed, pulling off his leather jacket. That left him in a crop-top tee-shirt and his denim jacket. I frowned in concern, but I knew there was no convincing him otherwise. I slipped it on and it felt nice. It was oddly wet, but it had a certain scent that I couldn’t help but recognize as Eddie’s.

“T - thank you, Eddie,” I muttered.

“Let me help you, uh, up, okay?”

I nodded, wrapping my arms around him. He held me up and I limped beside him, deciding now would be the best time to spit out a glob of blood from my mouth. Eddie visibly flinched and his nose scrunched, which I almost found humorous.

When we emerged from the cage, Eddie bit hit lip and abandoned my side for but a moment. He was fairly agile, hopping onto one of the rocks. I became nervous as he began clawing his way up. He grunt and lost slipped when he made it to the top, but he stabilized himself.

Steve and I were standing next to each other by now as two severely injured victims. In the distance, lightning struck and the sky lit up in red. Eddie was entranced, barely glancing back at us. “So, hey, uh… this place is like Hawkins, but with monsters and nasty shit?”

“Pretty much,” Nancy answered. Eddie rotated his body just enough so that his gaze could be glued to my hunched, labored form. He was about to jump down, when Nancy suddenly panicked. “Wait, watch out for the vines. It’s all a hive mind.”

“It’s all a what?”

“All the creepy crawlies around here,” Steve explained. “They’re, like, one or something. Step on a vine, you’re stepping on a bat, you’re stepping on Vecna.”

Eddie pursed his lips and nodded. “Shit.”

“But everything from our world is still here, right? Except people?” Robin asked carefully.

“As far as I understand it, yeah.”

Eddie had slid back to my side and was quick to hold me up again. It was comforting. However, that wasn’t what I was focused on. It was like a lightbulb went off inside my head. “Hey, so theoretically, my room is the same?”

Robin, who had something else on the tip of her tongue, waited for me to continue. I bit my lip in momentary thought as everyone’s gaze was glued to me. I rubbed my hands against my upper arms.

“So, uh, hypothetically, we could go to my house, right?”

“I don’t think now is the time to change clothes, sweetheart,” Eddie muttered.

I shook my head in embarrassment. “N - no, uh, I mean, if it’s exactly like my room, I don’t have much, but I have two handguns, one A.R.-fifteen, and a shotgun, so…”

Eddie tensed and an expression of horror overcame him. Everyone else looked excited, but Eddie started sputtering in terror and… regret? Nancy gasped in realization. “That’s perfect, actually. I have guns in my room, too. Uh, are we closer to your’s?”

“…I believe so.”

“W - wait, hey, Y/n, sweetheart,” Eddie intervened. “Since when, uh, have you had guns in your bedroom?”

I shrugged while everyone else rolled their eyes, screaming ‘this man is stupid.’ “What does it matter to you, Eddie? You’ll never be in my bedroom again. I guarantee it.”

“Can we just get going?” Steve piped up.

It was unanimously agreed and we marched off in the direction of my home. Eddie insisted that him and I trailed behind and also that he carried me. Eddie was tired out and so was I. As soon as my legs left the ground, I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with his fairly fluffy curls now that he was mostly dry. He was still furrowing his brows anxiously and something was on the tip of his tongue.

“How, uh, long have you had said guns, by chance?”

I quirked a brow and giggled dryly. “I’ve had some for a little over a, uh, year. I have two handguns because I have one for Dustin, a - and the others are buried under the bed. Actually, Chance gifted me the rifle for my last birthday! It was very sweet of him.”

Eddie blinked in dismay, and I was still confused as to why. “You seem startled.”

“I couldn’t possible tell you why without seeming like a, uh, creep.”

I blinked, too, and then the realization hit. My jaw dropped and I sent him the dirtiest glare I could possibly muster. I hit his shoulder. “You creep! You’ve looked through my room before, haven’t you? Are you actually a stalker —“

Robin in particular was staring in concern. “Hey, everything good, Y/n? Do you need an intervention —?”

“No, no, we’re good,” Eddie groaned. “She’s just misinterpreting what I said —“

“Have you or have you not looked through my room without permission, creep?”

“I had Dustin’s permission, I swear —“

“Ew, I hate you. Also, I’m starting to be doubtful that Dustin was, in fact there at all. You might actually be delusional, Munson.”

“C - can we just drop this, please? I swear I’m not a, uh, creep. And does it matter, anyways? We have bigger problems, like not letting you die.”

“I’d rather perish right now.”

The man scrunched his nose in embarrassment and the others sent him dirty glares, not wanting to intervene. Steve almost offered to take me from Eddie, but Nancy was keen on that not happening and Steve backed down when Eddie gave him the meanest glare imaginable. I slumped in his arms and leaned against his chest. We were all careful with our steps and progress was slow because the vines we wanted to avoid were literally everywhere. However, when we managed to find the road, it was a straight shot from there.

When we pulled up the my tiny home, I pretty much forced Eddie to drop me, despite his stubbornness. Everyone allowed me to take the lead.

I pushed the front door open. However, it came to me as a shock when I realized my house did not look like my own. Not because of the red, pulsing veins or the general grossness, but because of the small living room’s appearance. Everyone scattered out, and Eddie in particular was slightly baffled. Sitting by the recliner were shattered beer bottles by the dozen. There were very open and exposed drugs tossed around and I could tell people were very concerned.

The place was a mess. And it made me dread going back to the real world, because… the only reason such violent items would be laying around would be because…

He was back.

I sighed and shoved Eddie’s hand off my shoulder when he tried touching me. I hopped over the vines, even with my  disgruntled ankle. The only other person - to my knowledge - that as been to my house would be Steve, but at least he wasn’t flaunting it like a certain someone. 

When we arrived at my bedroom, I tried pushing at the door. It took a moment, but it finally gave. I did not expect to be wrought with even more horror, though, and I was literally being stalked by demon bats.

“Oh my god. What?” was all I could muster.

“What, sweetheart?”

Before I could slam the door in their faces, everyone filed in. Eddie was having a goddamn field day while the others found amusement in my embarrassment. Lining my dresser mirror wasn’t selfies or pictures of Chrissy or of my boyfriend - it was Eddie. And some even had pink hearts and smiling faces. And on my bedroom desk, my diary was open. This genuinely couldn’t be real.

In my shame, I went over to the dresser mirror and began tearing at the photos. This couldn’t possibly be my current home. This - I hadn’t -

“Hey, u - uh, sweetheart, care to explain? Was this also for the, uh, photography club?”

I knew, that even amidst the blue fog, my face was darkened with a permanent blush. Eddie was right behind me and as I tried desperately to tear them from my wall, his hands stopped me, pushing my hands against the glass. I felt his body heat against my back and he pushed me against the dresser. I tried digging my hands into the photo, but Eddie held them flat.

“Listen, if I tell you you’ll just get smug —“

I felt his curls press against my cheek. Before he could get a word, I heard Steve and Robin unanimously shut the door because clearly none of the others wanted to see this. I didn’t blame them, but I would’ve preferred they stay for the sake of pest control.

“So-o-o, you do reciprocate the feelings and you are just trapped in a relationship —“

I grit my teeth, interrupting,” N - no! Don’t think anything about this. This isn’t my current room and you know that. I should’ve realized when I saw the state of the living room. This… this my room from sophomore year, a - and I admit I liked you, but I’m —“

“You liked me in sophomore year?” he bellowed in disbelief, pressing against me even further. “L - let me get this straight. You, an angel from the heavens above, had a crush on me at th - the same time I made it known I had a crush on, uh, you, and you went for Chance? Chance! Seriously!”

I scowled and forced my body to turn, although that only pressed us chest to chest. Eddie’s almost angry orbs were boring into mine, and his hand came up to grip my jaw, making sure I could turn away. My nails dug into the ledge and my heart beat erratically within my chest.

I could barely stutter,” I - in my defense, h - he asked me to the fall formal, and I accepted, and we really got along from then… You just asked me to the formal about a, uh, day late?”

Eddie’s shoulders fell and he almost seemed hurt. A frown spread across his face. “How, uh, long?”

“For… what?”

“Did you like me?”

I bit my lip, finally casting my gaze away. “D - does it even matter? Y - you aren’t supposed to still like me —“

“Then why do you still like me, sweetheart?”

I felt him draw closer, and his nose tilted pressing against mine. Our lips were inches apart and I hated that, still even after all this time, I wanted to close the gap. My lips quivered. With every passing second he drew nearer.

And then just as I felt his lips ghost over mine, I tilted my head away. Eddie looked peeved, staring at me through half-lidded and seductive eyes. Before he could comment on my reluctance, I finally answered,” I don’t.”

“Sure. Then, uh how about this? When did you start liking me?”

I gulped preparing for the worst. “…It may or may not have been since eighth grade when I first saw Corroded Coffins and I - I just… I liked what I heard, I guess. Is that acceptable?”

It was like Eddie lost all of the breath inside his body. Any negative emotions dissipated into a dreamy daze. It was like he was melting before me, because slowly but surely, a grin grew to his face and his cheeks deepened with a blush. He was so happy. It was like everything I else I said about surely not liking him anymore when through one ear and out the other.

Maybe the only reason he’d liked me for so long was because he knew. 

He knew I was bullshitting about not still liking him.

I could never admit it, though. Chance would go crazy if found out.

And, besides, it didn’t matter if I had a side crush. I loved Chance and he loved me. Not even Eddie Munson could change my mind.

“Curse my luck,” he chortled. “Just one day made a difference, huh? Man… we could’ve been smooth sailing if I was just a day early. I guess it doesn’t, uh, matter, though, as long as the result is the same, right?”

“I don’t have a thing for you anymore, Munson.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, sweetheart.”

Suddenly, I heard something. It was a vague, muffled voice, but it was certainly my brother. Right? I gasped and pushed him away. Eddie let me, trailing behind me loyally. The others burst into the room again, just as stunned. The cogs seemed to be turning in their brains, as though they knew something.

“Did you uh, find the guns?” Robin asked awkwardly.

“No. This is literally my room and house from the beginning of sophomore. It’s like we went back in time!” I tittered.

“Ooh, that must burn, Munson,” Steve snickered.

“Yeah, yeah, shut up,” Eddie sneered in distaste.

Nobody was able to ask anything else to clear the air when suddenly I heard it again. And it was definitely my brother. I pushed them aside and ran into the hallway. “Dustin! Dustin?” Everyone came chasing after me but I paid them no heed. “Dustin can you hear me? Hello?”

“What are you doing?” Nancy hissed.

“I heard him!” I insisted. “Didn’t you hear that?”

Everyone paused and I could tell they were trying to give me the benefit of the doubt. And then, loud and clear, I heard it. And so did they. “That brings us to the question you first raised…”

I began searching, calling his name. I even threw open the curtains, peering into the backyard. Eddie made sure to follow me every step of the way, even more so than normal. Thank god we were trapped in an interstellar dimension on the verge of death because that would be the only thing that wold possibly make Eddie forget about what just happened and what he just found out.

I did not still like him that much.

“Alright either this kid can’t hear us or he’s being a total douchebag,” Steve muttered indignantly. 

“Will found a way.”

“What?”

“Will,” Nancy elaborated. “He found a way to speak to Joyce through the lights!”

Eddie and I stood there, baffled. We knew to let the experts deal with it as the people began running around trying at every possible lamp. Even Robin knew more about it than me. However, it didn’t take long, because Steve’s age was trained on the overhead light. 

“Guys? You seeing this?”

Lo and behold, emitting from it, was glowing red particles. It sparkled almost, amidst the world of dark and dreariness. Eddie urged me closer to see. It was cool. I was so enamored, reaching up toward it. I didn’t even pay attention to my hand, which was intertwined with Eddie.

“Does anyone know morse code?” Nancy inquired.

Eddie’s hand pulled away momentarily. Everyone else was quick to say no, but the man was lost in thought. 

“Wait, does S.O.S count? Is that… is that good?”

A small grin pulled at my lips. “Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson, I’ve never been happier that you have such niche interests.”

He sent me a wink and the rest of us stepped away. Eddie although with a firm smile, began pulsing his hands near the light. It kept flickering, and from the other side where Dustin was, we could tell they noticed.

“S… O…. S.” There was pregnant pause. “Hey, uh, remember when I said they wouldn’t be stupid enough to go through Watergate? I overestimated them.”

[lovekaikim]

Yandere! Vampire Phayu x Yandere! Werewolf Rain Oneshot!

Synopsis: Phayu may be a vampire, but his husband is the monster of the blood moon...

Warnings: switch rain, switch phayu, rain gets "kidnapped", jealousy, rain and phayu are psychopaths, phayu is a masochist, pain-play, creampie, rimming, yandere husbands, knotting

Note: We need more Dom Rain/Sky oneshots! Come on!

Rain's POV

I wasn't in my bed right now. The feeling of hard concrete told me that I was under their control via these individuals.

I opened my eyes and - well, I couldn't. I couldn't see anything. I sighed in annoyance, couldn't this person who took at least allowed their victims to see before they died. Well, I wouldn't be dying.

I heard a loud cackle from behind me, and I smirked to myself. Oh darling...

My Phayu... he's the one who took me? How flattering.

The blindfold was taken off of my eyes, and I managed to see his handsome face.

I was still chained up, but I was the one in control here, not him. That's what I wanted him to think. Let me show him how a werewolf like me pleases a slutty bloodsucker like him.

"Come on...unchain me and I'll reward you..." I lulled into his ears. I growled lowly, but Phayu shook his head. "Why? You were fucking that waitress...cheating bitch."

I knew he was joking, but it still made me feel a little guilty...

"Well...weren't your hands all over Prapai, hmm? Didn't you fuck him?" I teased.

"I wanted to make you jealous..."

I chuckled. "Of course you did, Phayu...darling," purring at the last word. "Always wanting my attention...thats what I like about you."

"Oh, Wolfie...I just want to fuck you so badly...please?" Phayu begged with his adorable voice. I nodded. "Remember, it's a blood moon tonight. So if I start to feel strange, we stop. Okay?"

Phayu nodded enthusiastically. Then he groped my ass, making me let out a yelp. He ripped off our clothes with one swing of his hands, and then he started to fuck my ass.

God...I keep on forgetting how good Phayu's cock feels in my ass...I kept bouncing on his hard dick, feeling my insides getting full. I could see Phayu's fucked out expression. Cute. He was the one fucking me, and he looks like I was doing it to him.

My giant cock flopped around like a fish out of water, but I didn't mind. I was chasing my pleasure like I should. Eventually, Phayu came inside of me, but I wasn't satisfied.

In fact, I could feel the changes starting.

"Phayu...fuck...unchain me...now..." I groaned. "Why should I? I'll fuck you until you come, you pathetic- little..." His voice trailed off when my eyes turned blood red.

"I warned you..." I growled, before breaking those chains and flipping him over.

"Wait! We can tal- AUGGHH!!" Phayu screams as I begin to eat him out in rapid speed. He started bucking into my mouth, giving me more access to his hole...

"FFFUUUCK!!! LIKE THAT! FUUCK MY ASS!! PLEEASSEE!!!!" God...his screams make me feel so fucking good...

I stopped fucking his hole with my toungue, and I switched it with my rock hard dick. Fuck...I thought I could just cum right there and then...

His ass was so fucking tight...but I knew I needed to release my knot into him...so I grabbed his ass and thrusted deeper into his fuckhole.

Phayu's screams of pain and pleasure got louder and louder with every thrust, and I can hear him yell out to me, "BREED ME!! FUCK ME!! FILL ME UP WITH YOUR PUPS!!! HURT ME!!!"

Damn...

Despite Phayu acting dominant when we're in public, he loves to have a dick shoved up his ass...It was like we were meant to be...

I ran my nails down his back as he screamed with a guttural moan, meaning that he was close.

I finally bit into his neck before we both came, Phayu and I letting out a howl. Well, his was more like a scream. But, beggars can't be choosers.

We both lay there, breathless, before Phayu lets out a sleepy laugh. "That was...fucking incredible, Rain," he whispered, his voice now unable to make much noise due to all of the screaming.

"Mmh...you were such a good boy...letting me fuck you into oblivion was a pleasure," I mumbled, before rubbing his cum-filled tummy. I smiled. "My little vampire pup..."

Before I fell asleep, Phayu teleported us back to the bedroom before whispering, "Goodnight, my Wolfie..."

[specialagentlokitty]

Gibbs x reader - under the skin

Could you write a Werewolf!reader x Gibbs. Hopefully one where the reader is on the team adn didn't show up for work and Gibbs is worried and goes over to check on them and finds them mid transformation, shouting at him to stay away because they're a monster. Thank you for reading this. - Anon💜

Getting injured on your previous case was a blessing and a curse.

Though you managed to get a few weeks off, which helped you with the full moon coming in the next few days.

Your injuries had already healed and you had to somehow hide that fact from your team who kept coming to check up on you every few days.

Grabbing your bag, you packed everything into it and hopped into your car, shooting your team a quick text to say that you were visiting some family for a few days.

You knew they wouldn’t bother checking in on you in a different town.

Heading to your families cabin, you looked around and shrugged when you saw they weren’t going there but there was a note.

‘We’re out of the country, won’t be here for the next two months.’

Laughing softly, you tossed the note in the gun and unpacked everything, rolling your shoulders as you looked out the window.

It was easier to transform out here away from all the people, you had the support beams and everything you need to keep you in place and stop you from hurting anyone.

The next few days passed peacefully, and as the full moon started rising, you quickly chained your wrists and legs, letting out a groan of pain.

You hated this part.

Sitting on your knees, you focused on breathing, your senses were picking up and because of this you heard a car coming closer.

Your head shot up and you snapped your eyes to the stairs of the basement.

You heard knocking on the door and tried to stay as quiet as possible but another wave of pain surged through you, and you let out a mixture of a yell and a howl of pain.

“(Y/N)!”

The door burst open you heard running upstairs before he finally came downstairs.

He stood at the bottom of the stairs, his eyes staring at your chained form.

“Hold on, I’ve got you.” Gibbs said.

He went to come closed and you jumped up, walking back as far as the chains would let you.

You made sure to keep your eyes glued to the floor.

“Gibbs… go…”

“I’m not leaving you like this. We’re going to find who’s responsible for this.”

You let out a groan on pain, feeling your bones shifting and breaking.

“I.. did it…” you breathed out.

“What?”

You didn’t reply, and you heard him starting to come closer again.

You tried your best to control the animal side of you, but as his scent hit your nose you lunges forward.

Your red eyes glared directly into his and he stumbled back a few steps, pure fear shining on his face.

“Gibbs get out of here…” you snarled.

Your voice was a mixture of anger and worry.

You watched as gibbs slowly backed up until he was at the stairs, but he didn’t go up.

“What’s going on?” He asked.

“Just go!”

Tears were streaming down your face and you couldn’t keep it back anymore.

With a scream of pain you transformed.

Gibbs had to watch as you body changed, hearing the breaking of your bones and watching what was happening.

You became taller, your nails turned to claws and black fur covered your body, your face changed and your ears became pointed, your teeth sharpened and your face changed.

You now stood there, chains rattling as you breathed heavily, then you lifted your head and let out an ear shattered howl.

Gibbs had no words.

He stared at you, and suddenly your eyes met his, and you pulled at your chains.

The creaked under the weight, but they seemed to hold strong.

You kept this up for a few minutes before you sat back on your hunches.

Even sat down you were much taller than him.

“This is why you leave for a few days a month…” he whispered.

He didn’t know what to think about it.

Should he leave?

Should he stay?

He didn’t know what to do, so he went upstairs and you watched as he left.

For hours he could hear you pacing, howling and snarling.

When it went quiet he want back down to see you curled up in a ball fast asleep and he could see the blood on the chains and the floor.

He stood there, just studying before he went back up.

Morning back around, and you groaned in pain, slowly sitting up as you grabbed the blanket nearby and wrapped it around yourself.

Unlocking the chains, you stumbled across the room and quickly tossed a clean set of clothes on before slowly making your way up stairs.

The door was open and you looked around.

“You’re awake…”

You jumped, spinning around to come face to face with Gibbs.

You averted your eyes and padded into the kitchen, sitting by the sink you pulled out a first aid box and started to tend to the wounds on your legs.

“Werewolves are real?” He asked.

“Yeah…”

“Are you dangerous?” He asked.

“Yes.”

There was a tense silence.

You slowly cleaned the dried blood from your skin, and sorted some bandages.

“The scars…” he trailed off.

“Yeah.. they’re.. from transforming…”

He nodded his head and slowly sat in front of you.

“Do you have control over it?”

“Any other time, yeah. Full moons… no…”

He nodded again, and he slowly reached out, placing his hands over yours to stop you.

You looked up at him, and he gave a tiny smile.

He took the stuff from your hands and started to clean your injuries for you.

You could tell he wasn’t sure what to do, how to feel and you didn’t blame him.

But going by the fact he wasn’t running for the hills, you may had a chance to explain it all before he decided what to do.

“What’s it like?” He asked.

You looked away and sighed.

“It’s… having the urge to runaway all the time. The urge to let the animal inside free, to jump at the slightest smell of blood.”

You looked at him before quickly looking away again.

“It’s the overwhelming anger that will never go away, heightened sense that you have to learn to control and the absolute urge to ruin riot.”

He nodded his head as you explained.

“How did you become… that…?”

“It’s genetic.. you can’t be turned at a bite, both parents have to carry the gene, even if they aren’t one.”

“There’s more?”

“Loads more.” You laughed softly.

He nodded again, and set the medical supplies down and gently took your arms, inspecting them for any injuries and looking at your face.

You were tired, and he didn’t blame you, it looked painful and that’s saying something.

He shuffled next to you and let you rest your head on his shoulder as you let out a sigh.

“Sorry…”

He didn’t reply and you didn’t blame him, you just prayed he’d learn to accept you

[jinmukangwrites]

Choose Your Own Adventure: Linked Universe

Master Post

Previous Poll

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["Investigate it Yourself" (68% majority Vote)]

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“Hold back,” Twilight says, tightening his grip on his weapon. Wild nods, keeping his bow strung, while the others nervously shift their positions. “I’m going to check it out.”

“Careful, pup,” Time says cautiously, almost making Twilight roll his eyes. Don’t have to tell him something he was already going to do.

The air shimmers with anxiety as he steps forward, carefully. Like the world itself has begun to hold it’s breath. Something snaps again, and Twilight turns toward where it’s come from; his eyesight landing neatly on a rather large bush ladened with berries and thorns.

His own breath seems too loud to his own ears as he approaches. Perhaps, it’s just a wild animal picking at those berries for a late dinner?

Time shifts behind him, catching the evening sun and reflecting a blade of light across the bush. Two predatory eyes flash in that light, one after another.

A growl erupts from the shadows, and Twilight swears.

Before he can even try to step back, the creature pounces, a long wolf-ish snout sneering and dripping with saliva. Twilight lifts his sword arm, but he’s too late to fully deflect the Wolfos. The sword slams into it’s collarbone, but it’s freakishly long front arms whip out and sharp claws dig into Twilight’s side.

Pain rips through his body, just under the curve of his ribcage and to the side of his belly.

The monster makes another attempt to strike Twilight, ignoring the sword that barely had even pierced it’s thick hide, but before that can happen, three arrows pierce expertly at its hulking body, one in each shoulder, and another right through the paw that was about to strike.

Twilight scrambles back as the Wolfos retreats, snarling. It glares at Wild, then turns tail and flees.

“Rancher!” Warriors shouts, reaching Twilight first and helping him keep steady on his feet. Already, practiced hands reach towards the wound.

“Was that thing spying on us?” Wind shouts.

“More like stalking us like prey,” Legend breaths.

A howl erupts in the distance, and several more monstrous shouts answer.

“I hate it when I’m right,” Legend groans.

Twilight groans as Warriors runs some water over the wound, ignoring the others as they begin to argue what to do. “It doesn’t look bad,” Warriors says, “but if it’s bugging you, it might be a good idea to heal up. We have incoming.”

True to Warriors words, the howling and screeching of monsters sound ever closer.

“Should we run?” Sky asks, the Master Sword glinting in his grasp, raised and ready.

“I say we meet them head on,” Wind says, “they’re going to be faster than us, so might as well fight them when we’re not tired from running.”

“We have no idea how many there are,” Legend snaps back, “could be a whole army.”

“If they’re Wolfos, they’re tracking us with scent, there’s a river nearby, it could help lose the scent,” Hyrule adds.

“There’s nine of us,” Wild argues, “we can take them.”

More howls, closer. They’re wasting time.

Character health and inventory post

Twilight: 94/100HP

Health Potions are NOT infinite, every Link starts with Two. They can be found and bought throughout the story, but they're rare. Use wisely!

Health can also regenerate passively on Parts per No Damage. For every Part uploaded from here, if Twilight takes no damage, he will regenerate 1d6 of HP.

Health Potions heal only when it wins on a majority vote, they heal 1d10 per 10%, so on a 4 option poll, the lowest a winning vote can get is 25%, meaning the health potions would heal 2d10 of HP. At 100% on a winning vote, it would heal 10d10.

Fairies can also heal, but they will not become available until Health Potions are all used up, or the Character is at 0HP.

I encourage all of you to look in notes and see what others are voting!

Okay, you can vote now, the rest of this is for those who are interested in the mechanics:

Why did Twilight get hurt?

Before posting, I set a DC (difficulty class) for each poll option that comes into effect ONLY when that poll option wins. DCs determine how successful something is, I set them kinda like a dungeon master in a dungeons and dragons game, which means the DCs are based purely on how well I think something could possibly work out and are secret until the player has rolled. DCs are based on the total percentile of a winning poll option. Losing poll option DCs become irrelevant.

DCs for the previous poll:

Send Wild to investigate: <50% Wild shoots into the bush, misses, takes 1d10 damage from attacking Wolfos per 10% below. Twilight backs up Wild and scares the Wolfos away. >50%, Wild shoots into the bush, hits, and scares the Wolfos away.

Send Twilight to investigate: >80% Twilight blocks the attacking Wolfos, Wild helps scare it away. Every 10% below DC, Twilight takes 1d10 of damage.

Ignore it: no DC, the party will be ambushed by more monsters later.

There are other Mechanics that I will introduce as we progress, like Risk and Stress, however, I don't want to overwhelm you all from the beginning. Consider these first few parts as "tutorials".

Twilight takes 2d10 of damage on a 60% majority vote:

Yes I have Zelda dice and a Zelda dice tray on hand

[i-used-to-wear-the-fedora]

Stranger Things Egg Baby AU, Nurse Steve

"Shit, shit, shit, shit..." Steve cursed as he pulled his car into the 7/11 parking lot. Putting the BMW in park and exiting with little Eggbert in hand. Glancing in the green convenience store windows and looking for Eddie's familiar head of hair. But save the redhead at the counter with headphones on, the place looked completely empty. Of course Eddie was gone, he was almost an hour late. The other high-schooler was probably long gone and pissed at him. "Your daddy is going to kill me." Steve groaned. The egg did not reply. "Damn it, he's got me talking to you now too." The teen turned back to his car, setting the egg back in the cup holder and getting ready to drive home when a loud scream pierced the air.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" The voice cried out. Steve grabbed the nail bat from his back seat and rushed towards the source of the noise. Running behind the gas station, Steve saw his health class partner on the ground. Eddie's back was against the brick wall of the convenience store while he tried to defend himself with the lid of a fallen garbage can. Above him stood a growling dog like creature. The thing was hairless as it's face opened like some weird fleshy flower of teeth and gore.

'This must be Dart.' Steve thought as he raised his bat and yelled.

"Hey! Get the fuck away from him!" Both the creature and Eddie turned to face the new arrival.

"Harrington?' Eddie asked, extremely confused. Dart let out a shrieking howl as it lunged towards Steve. The teen bringing the bat down and swinging it into the creature's face. The blow sent Dart flying to the side. Steve stared the creature down as it moved, getting back up. The two staring each other down for a moment before the monster whimpered. Retreating back towards the woods in a sprint before disappearing into the brush. Steve's grip on the now bloodied bat relented and he let it fall to the side. Turning he saw Eddie staring up at him with wide eyes.

"What...what the fuck was that?' Eddie managed to get out. Steve opened his mouth to reply when he noticed Eddie's right leg. A large piece of the black denim was missing with blood coming from what looked like a bite wound.

"Shit, that thing got you good." Steve said as he leaned down to inspect the injury.

"You didn't answer the fucking question Harrington." Eddie's voice hitched as he said this. "What the fuck was that? And why do you have a nail bat? What-?"

"Listen, we can talk about this later. You need a hospital." Steve interrupted the panicked metalhead. Eddie winced as Steve helped him off the ground.

"No. No hospital. "

"What? You can't be serious. What if that gets infected?"

"Listen Harrington, I know this might be a surprise to a rich kid like you, but some of us can't afford a five hundred dollar ER visit." Eddie hissed as Steve pressed down on the wound. Further tearing off some of Eddie's jeans and wrapping it around the metalhead's leg. "Shit... "

"Fine, if you won't go to the hospital, you'll come over to my place and I'll clean you up."

"You make it sound like I don't have a choice."

"Well you could try and take care of it yourself but considering you already failed health class once..."

"Oh fuck you dude. " Eddie flipped Steve off and tried to stand up but this action sent a shock of pain through his busy and he stumbled into the the side of the 7/11. "Mmmm, okay, bad idea."

"So you gonna let me help you or not?''

"Fine." Eddie relented, Steve helping the the other boy over to the passenger side of his car. Gently maneuvering the dark haired boy so he didn't put any pressure on the injury. Steve tossed the bloodied bat into his backseat before he hopped into the driver's side. As he started the car he noticed Eddie had taken their egg out of the cupholder. Carefully looking over the produce and letting out an impressed hum. "I'm impressed Harrington. Somehow our little Eggy's still in one piece."

"Seriously? You just got attacked and that's what you're worried about?" Eddie shrugged.

"I'd rather die than have to take my senior year a third time."

"...yeah okay that's fair."

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As Steve helped Eddie into his house, the metalhead let out low whistle when he looked around.

"Swanky place you got here Harrington. You sure your parents won't have a heart attack when they see me bleeding on their loveseat?" Eddie asked as he was lowered onto the couch.

"They're not home." Steve explained. "Majorca."

"Gesundheit?''

"No you idiot, it's an island. In Spain."

"What, they go on a vacation without you?" Eddie asked jokingly. Steve nodded. "Oh. Shit."

"I'm used to it. " Steve spoke nonchalantly as he helped Eddie prop his injured leg up. "Here, don't move while I go get something to take care of that."

"Yeah, yeah, thanks nurse Steve." Steve ignored the comment as he went to the bathroom behind the kitchen. Going to the cupboard under the sink, Steve dug out his personal stash of medical supplies. Just the normal stuff like bandages, antiseptic, washcloth...some vicodin just in case. Steve pocketed the pill bottle and began his trek back to Eddie when he heard humming coming from the living room. Peeking in he saw Eddie cradling their egg in his hands. Keening his ears Steve recognized the tune as Goodbye Blue Sky. If this were anyone else, the scene would be sweet. But in this case it made Steve worry about the blood loss making Eddie delirious.

"Hey," Steve announced his entrance, taking a seat on the couch, "you feel okay? No head trauma or anything?"

"Nah, just my leg." Eddie wrapped Egbert in his handkerchief and set him on the coffee table. "Why? My face fucked up too?"

"Not anymore than usual. " Steve poured the antiseptic into the washcloth and pressed it into the wound.

"Fuck!" Eddie bit his lip, hand clawing into the leather couch. "Little heads up would be nice nurse Steve." Steve didn't comment as he finished cleaning off wound before grabbing the ace bandages and dressing the bite. "You seem pretty prepared for this kind of thing."

"Never hurts." Steve pulled away, looking over his work and pulling at edges. "Not too tight?''

"Guess not." Eddie watched as Steve shifted away from him and an awkward silence fell. "So...you gonna tell me what that was?"

"Can it wait until tomorrow? I'm exhausted."

"You're exhausted? Really?" Eddie asked incredulously.

"Come on dude, please? I promise I'll tell you tomorrow. "

"Fine, whatever." Eddie huffed, looking down at his leg. "Looks like I'm spending the night, huh?"

"Anyone you need to call? There's a phone in the kitchen."

"Nah, my uncle probably won't even notice I'm gone." Steve walked over to the nearby closet and grabbed one of the nicer blankets. Tossing it at the metalhead, Eddie fumbled in surprise.

"Don't scuff up the leather. This couch is probably worth more than your minivan."

"Whatever Harrington." Eddie rolled his eyes. Steve began to walk to the staircase when Eddie called out. "Hey Harrington?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks. You didn't have to do all this. "

"....no problem."

[countrymusiclover]

6 - Confusing Thoughts

Part 7

She's Human or Weapon

@tyrionsprincess30 @groovy-lady @logolepsic-insomniac @bigbendyhorns @the-big-bad-klaus

Jolting up from the bed I gasp throwing my hair in my face. Feeling my chest hearing up and down rapidly. Clutching my hands into fists I hear Shaw's voice ringing through my head. Tossing the covers I run down the halls needing air so I burst through the nearest door dropping on my knees into the grass. "Someone with your power will wipe out the world." He spoke into my head where I press my hands over my ears, wanting to block out the nightmares inside my head. "You're a monster. They'll never accept you." Squinting my eyes closed I press my face into the grass groaning. Lifting my head up I see a statue near me so I get to my feet, feeling my powers wanting to break through. Raising my hands I just scream shooting bright golden light towards the statue. It suddenly gets exploded into a million pieces with my hair blowing against the wind.

Shaw steps back admiring his work in front of him. My body is hooked up to a machine that will track the strength of my power at least that's what he tells me. "Let's begin, Ms. Deerfield. This machine will shock you and everytime you release a pulse of power. Then the table will write down the strength level." I try and break free but I feel a small zap through my body that makes me bawl my hands into fists wincing. The dial marker on the other machine starts writing down numbers. "Please...stop!" I cry out but he doesn't move just turning up the power higher. The needles zapped my veins harder and I scream releasing energy into my hands into fists. This goes on for hours until my head slumped to my shoulder and a guy untied me where my body collapses into his arms. "Put her with the boy. Their abilities are fueled by anger and pain. We will need them for my final plan." Shaw informed the guard when my head falls backwards and I see darkness too tied to keep my eyes open.

Throwing my hands the other direction I lifted the ruble into the air throwing it across the yard. Glancing up I see the moon is full tonight with the wind howling in my ears. "The world will lock them back up anyway." Throwing my head back I spin on my feet levitating some of the flower pots smashing them against each other when I screamed. "You're good, there's good inside you I can see it. You just are afraid to let it through because of what you've been through." Dropping to the mud on my hands and my knees I choked hearing another voice fighting against Shaw's inside of me. "Charles..." Blinking away tears to clear my vision I see a blury figure standing on the grass in front of me, where my hands gripped the wet grass shrugging to tell if he's really here or not. The figure walked forward bending down on a knee to me but he doesn't raise his fingers to his temple like he would if he was trying to read my mind. "I've been down this road myself, Aurora. When I was a child I thought I was going crazy. Hearing thoughts in my head. I even thought they were trying to break my mind." I feel tears falling down my face where I croaked lowering my head in between my arms. "I'm not good, Charles. It's only a moment of time before I snap - the word can't love someone who's a weapon!"

"Lisen to me, Aurora. You're not a monster. That's what he wants you to think but he's wrong." The vision of Charles grabbed my shoulders making me finally look into his eyes. Shaking my head quickly I feel the znaps of energy from the lab still inside me. The bottom of the destroyed statue lifts up behind me and I clutched my eyes shut wanting the pain to disappear. Like the other things I have destroyed it blasts to pieces scattering across the large lawn. "Shaw made me a monster...I don't know if there's someone else to break through...anger and pain is the only thing I know!" I sobbed through tears until he shook my shoulders needing me to hear his words. "You're not a monster. You are still human like everyone else. You didn't kill those men because you didn't want to. So just calm your mind. Let me in and I can help you. I won't let you lose control, Aurora. Latch ontop my voice." He pleaded with those blue eyes. Blinking my eyes opened I don't see him in front of me until foosteps ran down the stairs.

"Rora, it's okay. I've got you." Erik forced me into a hug where I collapse into a long sobbing mess. He gets on his feet wrapping his arms around my body, burying my face into his chest I feel my breathing breaking. There's another pair of foosteps that was on the grass so I looked up slightly seeing Charles standing there with a heartbroken expression on his face. "Charles came and found me right away. Lisen to me baby. I'm here for you, I won't let you go back to that man." Erik mumbled into my hair softly running his freehand through it. In the hopes that it would calm me down like it would when I was sixteen years old. Charles lowered himself to his knees in front of us where I could hear only his voice inside my mind. "Just breathe in and out slowly, Aurora. I promise to help you through this. But remember this here and now, you're human in my eyes. You're human and always will be." He lowered his hand from his temple stumbled backwards when I flung my arms around his neck still crying. He softly hugs me back rubbing circles on my back. "Help me, Charles...I don't know what to do..." I begged clutching the fabric of his shirt. He kissed my hair just holding me against his chest whispering in my ear. "I've got you, love...I've got you Aurora." Erik watched you two starting to trust that Charles could be the one to help you better than he could.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[sketci]

Kai werewolf fic ❤️

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"Good God Lloyd, how many did you eat?" Nya hissed at the boy. "Uh...I don't- remember" Lloyd spoke pitifully as the crumbs of the remaining cookies hung from his lips. Nya sighed at the scene before hearing the front door open to a very tired Cole. "Mmm mormim" Cole mumbled and rubbed his eyes. "Morning" Lloyd and Nya both replied in unison. Cole yawned and looked around the monastery. "Where's everyone" he blinked at the sight of an empty and quiet monastery. "Zane and Pixel ran to the base to work on some mech together... Uh.. wu is in the other room meditating... And-" Nya thought for a moment. "And-Kai is still sleeping" Cole looked taken aback. "So he went back to bed?" Nya looked down at her coffee cup. "No... He's been asleep." She remembered the times where they'll wake up together and have a cup of coffee. "Huh.." The master of Earth shrugged slightly. "Well uh... Imma check on Zane and pixs" he gave a gentle wave towards Lloyd and headed off to the base. It was an awkward 30 seconds before Lloyd suggested something. "Should we uh- check up on him? Kai?" Nya nodded, still looking at her cup.

They both entered Kai's room, only to see a sight that they'll never forget. The pillows and sheets had been bitten and torn. The walls full of marks, picture frames had been smashed, and in the mist of it all, a large wolf structure laid Lazily on Kai's bed. Lloyd was the first of act out of the two, gasping loudly, he slowly walked back out of the room. However, he tripped over a fallen lamp and made a loud thump. Nya swiftly grabbed his hand to pick him up. Nya was quick at it, but the monster was quicker. It roared at the two, and Lloyd screamed for his life. The monster growled and scratched at the furniture, breaking the bed frame as it did so. Wu, Zane, Pixel, and Cole ran towards the sound. Zane and Pixel looked stunned, unable to speak, Wu gasped loudly, and Cole nearly fainted on the spot. The wolf like figure roared once again and Wu pulled out some stunt move with his staff, warning the Monster to not move. The large Beast didn't take Wu's warning lightly, so it growled before leaping into a human stance, ready to pounce at the sensei.

Zane noticed the odd movements of the Wolf and yelled at his Master "Sensei! Look out" Wu looked at the ice ninja and the monster made its first strike. Wu Dodged it just in time. The wolf growled, ready for another attack. Nya grew overwhelmed. "What have you done to my brother you beast!" She jumped at the figure before the wolf could make another hit. Gripping at its fur tightly, Nya yelled at she hung on the beast like a bull, ready to stab it's back with her two knives. The wolf howled and yelped at it shaked back and forth, trying to pry Nya off of it's back. Nya was swift and quickly pierced the Monster, earning a roar of pain from its mouth. The wolf finally tore Nya off of it's back and flung her across the room, the water Ninja hitting the wall painfully. The monster looked at the rest of the group, its eyes turning a dark black, it was definitely pissed.

Cole was the first to react, shoving Wu aside, with a mumble of an apology to his sensei. The earth ninja pounded his fists roughly, challenging the beast to a brawl. The wolf had gotten the idea and it shook it's fur roughly, the daggers still on it's back. Lloyd ran towards Nya while the two had their stand off. Nya groaned slightly as Lloyd quickly lended a hand, pulling her up and carefully walked her out of the room. Cole shouted louder as he pounded his fists harder, earning two red knuckles in the process. The wolf bellowed slightly, not backing down. "Alright you asked for it." Cole huffed as he pounded once more, lava started to show from his forearms to his hands, his scar on his forehead suddenly turned orange. The wolf growled in concentration. Cole suddenly stopped the threatening stance. "You know what buddy, I don't think this is a good way to start a fight.. you want to get some coffee tonight?" The monster looked at Cole in confusion, sensing the earth Ninja's lack of focus. "Sensei now!" Cole shouted and before a blink of an eye, Wu appeared behind the wolf, hitting the beast with his staff with so much force, it would of killed any human being. However, this wasn't any human so it only stunned the wolf. But it was enough time to get Cole and Wu out of the room and hide. "Zane, Cole, run to Lloyd and Nya and get them both to a safe spot in the woods, Pixel, get in your mech and go get help in town! I'll try to hold the beast off." Wu stood in a threatening stance in front of the room. "But- Sensei." Zane inhaled sharply. "GO NOW!" Wu yelled and the ninja didn't have to be told twice as they all ran towards their assigned jobs. Zane and Cole found Lloyd and Nya at the front of the monastery, the poor boy holding onto Nya like a lifeline. "Hurry let's get into the woods" Cole instructed towards the two. Lloyd opened his mouth to say something before seeing Zane's lighthearted stare and kept his mouth shut.

Pixel ran towards the base and silently jumped into her new mech. Strapping on her armory, the robot zoomed off into town, hoping to find anyone who can help. She found herself heading for Ninjago city. "So uh- what are you going to eat today?" The guard of the police station grunted in boredom as he spoke to a random Pigeon he saw on the sidewalk. The guard's eyes focused from the bird, to a random flying mech heading towards him at a inhumane speed, the man yelled and took off running. Pixel braced for impact as the mech smashed against the door of the station and landed into the front office. The attendant behind the desk, dropped her cup and fainted. Pixel grunted in pain as she saw her arm slightly ripped and full of torn wires. The chief of police ran towards the scene and both Pixel and the chief stared at each other for a while. "Uhm- i- uh- would like to talk to you.." Pixel spoke quietly. The chief just stood in silence.

Cole, Zane, Lloyd, and Nya ran to the entrance of the monastery, only to be disappointed at the amount of stairs they're going to have to climb down on. "Aw man! Why do we have all of these stairs" Cole grunted angrily. Zane looked around to think of a faster way to climb down to safety. "Cole! Build a ramp going down! I have an idea" Zane snapped his fingers swiftly and Cole had gotten to work. "It's going to take a few minutes guys, we are really high up" Cole bent down and placed his hands on the earth. Piles of rock slowly appeared in front. Zane nodded slowly before hearing a painful moan from Nya. He turned to look at the cause of the sound and flinched at the sight. "Ack- my- My- my ribs" Nya hissed as she fell to the floor and grabbed her side. Lloyd looked at Zane with a panicked expression. Nya struggled to breath for oxygen when Zane scanned her down for any permanent damage. "Nya it's- it's going to be okay! Ok? It's fine, everything is fine." Lloyd slightly sobbed as he held Nya's hand for comfort. "It's going to be okay.. right Zane?" The boy turned to look at the Robot, his face turned into complete despair as soon as he saw Zane's wide eyes.

"Right Zane?"

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Should I make more of these? I think it's really fun to do!

Hope you like this silly fic I wrote ❤️

[a-m-pyra]

LEVANTATION (The Victim Of His Own Pride)

Unknown time space, Oxford

He felt like he was going in circles. Suddenly, for no apparent reason, the grove became a dense forest where no matter where he went, he felt as if he were going around in circles. He felt his head hurt terribly. As he walked, the image blurred before his eyes. In addition, he completely lost the ability to orientate himself in the field, and the only source of light was the moon above the trees. Suddenly he heard footsteps. He stopped and turned, trying to see someone in the darkness of the grove. There was a monstrous howl. A demonic, female voice tore as if by his ear. All he could do was start running without looking back. He saw the almost completely burned Liddell mansion, which should have been destined to be demolished a long time ago. He breathed a sigh of relief and, without stopping, ran inside, looking for a place to hide. He looked at the floor. On it, he saw a sketch of a scorpion drawn in blood. His hands began to tremble as an avalanche of small creatures, glittering in the moonlight, scuttled out of nowhere under his feet. He heard slurping, looked around, but saw nothing. The slurping was joined by the chime of the clock, the scratching of the floor, his own breathing, the terrified groans. He felt a chill on his back. Something was behind him. He ran out the same door he had come in through, but instead of running out, he had to stop himself from falling down the stairs leading straight to the dark basement. He ran after them without looking back. He ran down and down, never seeing the end of the loop it made. There was a characteristic tongue clapping, a thick voice speaking backwards, not allowing him to understand a word. A hand from nowhere grabbed his ankle, sending him tumbling down the stairs.

Getting to his feet, he began walking down the ever-longer corridor. All he could hear was his own footsteps, his own shaky breathing. A lamp and matches appeared at his feet. He used them to light up the room. He narrowed his eyes, raising the lamp to eye level. Black goo ran down the wall, and looking down, he saw an emaciated, almost white figure huddled in the corner. He recognized it as Abigail, the orphan from his orphanage. The girl lunged at him, roaring horribly. He began to run, past broken bodies like discarded toys. They all herded him into one place. He saw Alice Liddell huddled in the corner. She didn't even pay attention to him, scratching the same symbol he'd seen on the floor with her fingernails until they bled. Silence again. He had nowhere to run. Tears flowed freely down his cheeks as he prayed for it all to end, so he could come home. Suddenly there were footsteps. He knew them. He knew too well. He heard his name. A familiar voice that once heralded punishment. Terror made him do what he always did. Stand in the corner, by the bookshelf, fold his hands in front of him, lower his head. He stared at the wall strewn with bloody traces of children's hands. Someone leaned over his shoulder. The stench of decaying flesh was unbearable. A slimy hand grabbed his shoulder, making him turn around. He didn't allow it, he fought so that he wouldn't have to look at the monster standing behind him. That let go, disappeared, fell silent. He heard the sound of bees. He saw a few of them sitting on the wall - completely black, their buzzing was unbearable.

He felt pain, touched his ear, felt something running down the side of his face. He saw the blood, then felt something coming out of his ear. One of the black bees landed on his shoulder, a symbol of a new beginning, which for some reason made him shiver. He decided he could go, but as he turned around, a swarm of scorpions charged at him, emerging from under the skirt of a woman in a dark red dress and matching mourning veil. She took in abused children who tugged at her skirt when they tried to snuggle up to her. She was hugging Alice, who was sobbing, burying her face in the silk material. He stood on a stool that suddenly came up against the wall, closed his eyes as he heard another demonic, distorted scream that he was now certain was coming from the woman in the red dress.

He opened his eyes and saw a crowd of people. Distorted, twisted. Among them stood this woman, a light breeze moving her veil, but preventing him from seeing her face.

The noose tightened around his throat.

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I wrote about one of Bumby's nightmare right before his "death" on Moorgate Station — in my ff First Burn and spin-off — actually being arrested on Moorgate.

He f-ing deserves the worst.

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CC used in Render:

Shelves by: @strangestorytellersims Top by: @zurkdesign

[rika-and-jaden]

One dark night, Meta knight was keeping an eye on cappy town. After what happened between Meta knight and Wolf wrath, the knight thought it was a good idea to watch over cappy town without any wolf monsters attacking.

"Aaaah.....Such a peaceful night. No monsters to deal with.....Just peace and quiet."

Meta knight sighed.

He looks at the night sky and sees a full moon out. His eyes turned blue as he took in the light of the moon.

"The moon looks is bright and beautiful tonight.....The king should come look at the moon with me and Kirby sometime."

He said.

Suddenly, he began to feel.....Off.....As if he's feeling woozy from the moon light. The knight brushed it off as if it was a feeling that can go away.......But he can't.....The knight groaned as he feels hot in his body. Normally this wouldn't happen with star warriors.....But this felt.....Strange to him.....

"Is it.....Hot in here? I feel so.....Weird...."

Meta knight asked himself.

His body starts to shake and he feels like he's gonna turn into a werewolf monster in any minute. And just like that, he falls to the ground as the transformation started.

"GAH!"

The knight gasped as he felt unbearable pain in his body.

"Guuuh!!! Hggnnnh!!! W-What is happening!?"

He asked.

His hands turn into wolf claws while his arms grew fur. The knight was shocked. He had no memory of turning into a blood thirsty beast until now. Meta knight groans in pain as the transformation continued. His feet turned into wolf paws while his shoes were busted.

"Oh god....!! Rrraaah! AAAAGGHH!!!"

The knight yelled in pain yet none of the cappies could hear him. His body grows fur as he was still shaking. Could this be the energy of Wolf Wrath? Who knows.

"Uggh! Rrrrgh!! AAAAAHHH!!!"

The knight grunted and groaned in pain as the transformation continued.

"S-Someone...! H-Help me!!"

The knight said. The wolf ears and tail grew. Meta knight was in shock to a wolf tail on him. He wagged it, just to see if it is real.....And it was.

"K-Kirby....!!! GRRRAAAHHH!!!!"

The knight tried to call Kirby.....But Kirby was asleep. His wolf snout grew underneath his mask. He felt pain in his transformation.....It is a very painful transformation for Meta knight. His transformation was almost over......He raises his head up to the sky and howls, ending the transformation.

"AAAAAAWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

The howl, of course, woke up King Dedede of all people...I..

"HEY YA ANIMAL!!! IT'S LIKE 1 A.M!!! YA MIND KEEPING IT DOWN!?!?"

The king yelled at the werewolf knight.

"GrrrrrAAAAHHHH!!!"

Roared the werewolf Meta knight as he runs on all fours to castle Dedede.

King Dedede right now: Ah shi-

[silver-ace-of-spades]

Mobian Monster Mash: Chapter 30

Super Amy Moment

I'm gonna tug your emotions (hopefully)

Fricking long chapter

Blood, swearing, gore, violence, death.

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October 31, 5:24 PM

Amy felt a surge in power she hadn't felt before. "Is this..."

Tears flooded her eyes as her body became a shining golden color. Her eyes became red, and her Piko Hammer became massive. Her mummy costume glowed and turned into a red Madoka Magika-esque outfit. Her quills pointed up and the light faded to reveal her new form.

"I... I'm Super Amy..." She gasped.

"How's it feel to be Super?" Sonic asked. His body was a shimmering yellow, too.

"This is AMAZING!" The girl exclaimed. She flew around and did a few backflips.

Sonic had never gone Super as a werehog, so it felt like his first time going Super again. He felt an adrenaline rush and howled energetically, then laughed happily.

Silver looked a bit annoyed. "A-HEM! We have a mission here!"

Sonic giggled nervously. "Right, right."

Amy flew at the abomination and crushed it under her giant hammer. She heard a sickening crunch and lifted the hammer up. Sonic.EXE was brutally squished into a bloody pulp.

It disappeared in a puff of smoke and reappeared unscathed next to Silver, then grabbed them. Silver stuck their tongue out, went incorporeal, and phased out of the monster's grasp. They reappeared in a golden light behind EXE and held it with their Super Psychokinesis. The abomination smiled. It snapped its fingers and teleported out of Silver's grasp, and right into a Super Chaos Blast from Shadow.

"And stay down!" He yelled.

EXE laughed menacingly and began draining the Chaos Energy like Eggman in the Sonic Unleashed intro, but Omega, who had rebooted, shot EXE when they saw what it was doing.

"Thanks, Omega!" Shadow said.

"Activating cheer mode. Kick that monster's ass, Shadow!"

The vampire joined the other three and impaled EXE with a Super Chaos Spear. Sonic unleashed (ha, reference) a Super Werehog Slash on EXE and red blood sprayed onto his golden fur. Silver held it down to try to prevent it from recovering, and Amy's hammer became spiky as she crushed its head in.

EXE reformed again, to the dismay of everyone, and it drained the Chaos Energy again. The four hedgehogs cried out in pain and got reverted back from their Super forms. Sonic, Shadow, and Silver lost their monster forms. The Chaos Emeralds lost their glow. The four heroes fell to the ground and struggled to get up. Their friends ran to their sides to help them.

EXE laughed menacingly and shattered the Emeralds.

~~~

[Sonic]

Sonic felt Tails and Knuckles lift him to his feet. His breathing was heavy and he felt immense pain in his whole body, like he was being stabbed everywhere.

"You okay, Sonic? That looked like it hurt really bad." Knuckles asked.

"Hah... yeah..." Sonic put a hand to his chest. "I'm... ngh! ...fine..."

"You don't sound fine." Tails stated. Sonic groaned in pain and smiled sadly. A few tears fell from his eyes.

"I... failed..." He sighed.

"You're Sonic. You've always found a way to save the day!" The echidna gave Sonic a gentle, but firm, pat on the back.

"Thanks." Sonic smiled and hugged his friends. "I love you two. You're my best friends." The Chaos Emerald started glowing and reforming.

Tails gasped. "Look! The Emeralds are coming back!"

Tails and Knuckles glowed orange and felt a transformation. Not a Super transformation, but something else. A robot arm cannon appeared on Tails' left arm and his shoes became like Mega Man's. Knuckles didn't really change much, but he gained recovery powers that rivaled Shadow's, more pain tolerance, and poisonous punches. Tails and Knuckles had matching silver bracelets on their right arms.

A golden bracelet appeared on Sonic's left arm. He became a Super werehog again and the three of them charged at EXE.

~~~

[Amy]

Amy struggled to lift herself up, but with the help of her hammer's handle, she got to her feet. Her breathing was heavy and exhausted, and her legs were figuratively on fire.

"Are you okay?" A man's voice asked. Amy looked and saw Vector.

"Not... not really..." She groaned in pain and fell to her knees, holding her hammer for support. "Ow..."

"That magical girl transformation was amazing!" Charmy, who was next to Vector, exclaimed, eyes wide.

"Ha, thanks..." She smiled sweetly at the young bee, despite the immense pain.

"Miss Rose, you look sad." Charmy frowned.

"Yeah... because... we lost..." The hedgehog sighed. Tears stained the bandages of her costume and her vision became blurry.

She felt a tiny hand rest on her shoulder and gasped. She looked and saw Charmy, with tears in his eyes.

"But... Magical girls never lose! You have to win!"

"Yeah! Kick that monster's ass!" Vector cheered.

"Language!" Charmy exclaimed.

Amy giggled a bit, then burst into genuine happy laughter. "You two are such dorks." She sighed and reached her arms out for a hug. "Thanks for cheering me up."

The boys accepted the hug, and the Chaos Emeralds started to reform and glow. Amy saw the rainbow glow and gasped.

"The Emeralds!"

A green glow enveloped the boys, and Vector transformed. The wings on his dragon costume became real, and his claws became sharper. Charmy didn't transform, instead, he picked up a yellow box with question marks on four sides and reached inside.

Charmy pulled out a chilly flower and transformed. His mushroom hat became blue with red spots, his wings shimmered light blue, and his blue vest became white. He summoned a snowball in his hand and giggled. "I'm Ice Charmy!"

Charmy and Vector noticed their matching silver bracelets and smiled.

Amy, too, underwent a transformation. She became Super Magical Girl Rose, also known as Super Amy. On her right arm was a golden bracelet. The three heroes rushed into combat.

~~~

[Shadow]

Shadow wasn't used to feeling this... drained. With no Chaos Energy left in his reserves, he didn't feel very ultimate. They felt like they were painfully withering away.

"Shadow!" Rouge gasped. She and Omega lifted the him up to his feet. "You're hurt!"

"I'm... fine..." They lied.

"Negative." Omega blared. "You are lacking Chaos Energy."

"I have to- GAH!" Shadow tried to run to EXE, but stumbled and fell. He let out a pained wheeze and a few tears started to form in his eyes. "No..."

Omega picked them up and held them gently. "Shadow. Do not push yourself."

"I'm... the Ultimate... Lifeform..." Shadow felt a tear fall down his face. "But I failed..." Their tears fell like a waterfall. "I failed you... Mobius... I failed you... Maria..."

Rouge put a hand on Shadow's head and sighed. "Hey, bud, I think if Maria were here, she'd be proud of how hard you tried. I know I'm proud of you."

Shadow looked at the bat and quietly chuckled. "I guess you're right... Thanks..." He closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh. "Rouge... Omega... I... I love you both... You're my... friends..."

Shadow went limp and their heart stopped beating. Rouge went silent, unable to cry. She hugged Shadow and the Chaos Emeralds reformed and began to glow.

A black light enveloped Team Dark, and Rouge and Omega started to transform. Rouge's devil horns fused to her head and her feet became goat's feet. She grew sharp fangs and her eyes turned red. Her prop pitchfork became real and dark energy surrounded the prongs. Omega grew vine tentacles at their feet and their eyes glowed yellow. Their body got a glowing jack'o'lantern mouth and it shot fire. Rouge and Omega had matching silver bracelets.

"I am Jack'Omega!" They blared happily.

Shadow woke up and saw that he was a Super vampire. They felt a golden bracelet on their left arm. "What... happened?"

"You died, but our friendship revived you." The devil bat explained. "You feeling okay?"

"Yeah. Let's go kick some ass!"

~~~

[Silver]

The pain was unbearable. Silver felt like they were going to die or something.

"Silver, can you get up?" Blaze, who was next to them, asked.

They tried to get up, but fell back onto the floor, panting heavily.

"I'll take that as a no." Espio, on Silver's other side, sighed.

"It... hurts..." Silver wheezed.

"I know." Blaze softly ran her fingers through their quills and smiled sweetly. "Can Espio and I help you sit up?"

Silver nodded, and their friends helped them to their knees, then helped them sit up.

Espio smiled slightly, then sat next to the hedgehog. "You're one of our best friends. It hurts to see you in so much pain."

Blaze sat next to Silver as well and put an arm over their shoulder. "I love you so much. You're like my sweet, dorky, little sibling." She giggled and leaned on them a bit.

"You're... the best... big siblings... a hedgehog... could ask for..." Silver choked out. They smiled, but it hurt their mouth to smile.

"I'm honored that you see me as an older brother." Espio smiled. He and Blaze hugged Silver, and a rainbow glow filled the room.

"The Chaos Emeralds!" Blaze gasped.

A purple light shone over Espio and Blaze, and they transformed. Espio's legs and chameleon tail became a ghost tail, and his body went transluscent. Blaze didn't change externally, but she felt a verdant calm and a transformative spark, as well as her original fire. She waved her magic wand and lightning crackled. Espio and Blaze saw matching silver bracelets on their right arms and looked at each other.

Silver looked down and gasped. They were a Super ghost again. On their left arm was a golden bracelet. They laughed confidently and looked at Sonic.EXE with a smug smile. "Time to kick that bastard's head in!"

~~~

Sonic, Amy, Shadow, and Silver felt immense energy build up in their hands unlike any power they felt before.

"The four of us need to charge our powers, you guys distract the monster!" Sonic yelled.

"On it!" Espio responded.

Espio turned invisible, then floated up and shot ectoplasm from his fingertips at EXE. It was stuck for a bit, but broke free. It slashed at Vector, who flew out of the way and unleashed a dragon slash. EXE screamed and tried to kill Knuckles like Mephiles killed Sonic in '06, but the wound immediately healed. EXE created illusion copies of itself and tried to confuse the heroes.

"Snowstorm!" Blaze cried. She waved her wand and it started to snow. The real Sonic.EXE got dusted in snow.

"Let me help!" Charmy giggled. He threw ice balls from his hands and froze EXE. It broke out of its ice prison and slashed at the young bee. He didn't bleed, instead, his ice powers went away.

He reached into the question block and pulled out a flower shaped like a boomerang. His vest got turned into a replica Koopa shell and a Boomerang Bro helmet covered the Toad cap on his head. "Boomerang Charmy!" He threw a boomerang at EXE and caught it.

Omega ensnared EXE with their vines, then their Pumpkin Flamethrower roasted EXE. Rouge spoke in a creepy, echoey voice, and her pitchfork shot a dark energy orb at EXE.

EXE recovered from the assault and teleported behind Knuckles, but Tails shot it in the face with his Mega Buster. "Ugh, my fur's covered in blood... I'm gonna need therapy..."

EXE, unharmed, teleported to Vector and tried to slash him again, but the hedgehogs felt their powers reach maximum potential. From their hands, golden rays blasted at EXE. It got torn apart into nothingness and the 12 heroes got teleported to Sonic's house.

The Chaos Emeralds all left the hedgehogs and scattered around, and they turned back to their normal monster forms, but Amy kept her magical girl outfit and a bit of magical girl powers.

"What do these bracelets do?" Sonic asked. He turned the symbol on his bracelet from the full moon to the ribbon. Amy turned her bracelet from the ribbon to the bat. Shadow turned his from the bat to the ghost. Silver turned theirs from the ghost to the full moon. The four of them started to glow.

[legendarywolf2022]

Chapter 4: When Night Falls, Day Rises

(At night, there’s something missing in Wolf’s mind. While at day, there’s going to be something new for Catalina.)

⏰ 9th of July 2022, 03:00am ⏰

🌎 The Bad Guys’ Hideout, Los Angeles 🌎

Meanwhile somewhere Los Angeles under the same full moon in the home of former Bad Guys while everyone was sleeping, even through Shark's loud snoring, someone was obviously tossing and turning while whimpering in sleep. It was none other than Mr. Wolf, who looked like he was having a nightmare as one of his ears starts twitching as in someone was calling him that caused him to shiver.

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In the middle of the dead night, the full moon has hung over the dark forest that making it a shade of sliver to nearly covered the trees and branches that were black and dark brown. The wind was so cold as it blew ever-so gently, but the whistling they were making somehow create an howling sounds. A howling that sounds like an actual wolf.

Speaking of, Mr Wolf was walking through the dark forest as if he was lost when he tried to find his way out of the darkness with nothing but the moon shines his pathway. He tried not to be scared but he was shaking a little when the wind hit him slightly, causing him to shiver more. He couldn’t help but to hear a whispering sounds that keep him distracted from trying to find his way out of the forest.

Amarok… It’s the end of… the big bad wolf… the villain of every story… don’t want to be a bad guy anymore… Amarok…

Wolf turned around to the voice, but saw no one. He slowly keeps on walking while the voices were a getting a bit louder and he tried to block them out.

Keep running, Amarok… One of these days, your luck is gonna run out… But you’re…Amarok… too proud to take advantage of it…

Wolf suddenly heard owl hooting, causing him to jump and turned around and saw nothing. But then he saw two red eyes glowing through the bushes before a low growl came. Wolf’s eyes widened as he was started to break a running lead. He run as much as he could when he noticed that a giant dark grey beast with blood red eyes was chasing him.

No matter where you go… no matter how hard you try… I will always finds you, Amarok… you can not escape me…

Wolf run and run before he tripped over, rolling down the hill and fell onto the river stream. He panted and groaned as the same time as he was given fresh water to cool him down before he looked up and saw the beast watching over him. Wolf stood up and kept on running before the beast had a chance to pounce him. Wolf goes into the woods again, hopefully he would lose that monster as he covered his ears just to blocked out more voices.

Scary, good-for-nothing monster… our life was perfect until you… Amarok… decided to ruined it… we’re just holding you back…?

Wolf was running so fast, he was struggling to breathe that caused him to collapsed onto the ground. He panted as he felt his eyes were filling up in tears as if he was crying. He was too distracted by the state he was in, he didn’t notice a low growl from the beast was coming closer to Wolf. When he noticed this, he tried to run but realised it was too late when beast managed to pinned him to the ground. Wolf cried in pain as the beast claws was standing him in both of his arms and forced him to looked at him in fear. He couldn’t control his heart beating against his chest as he started to scream as the beast roared and we’re about to finish him when…

AMAROK!!!

A black wolf that looks similar to Wolf launched at the beast with a mighty roared that blended with a howl. Wolf gasped and sat up to see what was happening when he was a black wolf was fighting off the beast and it proved to be a strong wolf to overpowered the beast. The beats turned out to be an owl that was larger than an regular size ones.

Suddenly, Wolf heard a loud scream that ringing to his ears so painfully and closed his ears before opening his eyes again. He looked around and realised that he was at the gala where the ambulance arrived to take…

“No…” Wolf whispering, seeing Professor Marmalade and Mr Snake were taking to the back of the ambulance truck while the police officers were trying to take down Wolf’s inner demon self. Wolf then realised that this was what happened if his chains were broke off as he would torn Marmalade to pieces as he might hear him screaming in pain and horror. Don’t know if his friends were be able to hold him back, but he thought that Snake would try to calm him down before attacking him as well.

All the screaming and shouting were starting to be too much for Wolf to handle.

Help, help, help! The big bad wolf is attacking me! Wolf! This isn't you, buddy! Snap it out, please! Take it back, take it back! Apologies! The big bad wolf! Wolf, Wolf, Wolf, Wolf!

AMAROK!!!!!

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Wolf woke up and screamed so loud that he might woke everyone up, he then fell off the bed with a thud. He panted as he was so sweaty after having a nightmare. This was definitely the worst nightmare yet so far, even though he haven’t had one since he was 14. When he was a kid, he had nightmares about everyone fearing him and don’t know what happened to his family. He tried to stand up but with a shaky legs, he collapsed as he was started to whispered and curled himself into a ball before sobbing.

There was a knock on the door, but Wolf couldn’t bring himself to answer it. “Wolf?” Mr Snake asked coming from outside of Wolf’s door. “You okay, buddy?”

“Hey, hermano?” Mr Piranha asked. “Do you want us to come in? Or…”

“Come on, guys.” Miss Tarantula said, “Maybe it’s best to let him calm down before we would check on him later.”

“It’s 3:45 in the morning!” Mr Shark snapped, then apologised. “Sorry, it’s just that…”

“Guys,” Snake begin. “Let me handle this, you guys just to your room and try and get some sleep.” The three sighed before nodded and head back to their rooms while Snake hesitated before opening Wolf’s door and saw him laying on the floor, all curled up and sobbing softly. That really hurt Snake for some reason, he slithered up to him and placed his tail onto Wolf’s shoulder and Wolf looked you up at him, all teared up. Snake hesitate again before asking, “Did you had a nightmare for the first time in… a long time?”

Wolf whipped away his tears with his sleeve and nodding, “Year,” he muttered. Few seconds later, Wolf suddenly grabbed Snake by the collar before pulling him in for a hug as he sobbing.

Snake blinked several times before realising that Wolf might have a terrible nightmare, probably about last year as he thought he might going to have someday. He wrapped his tail around Wolf and hugged him back, “It’s okay, Todd.” He called Wolf by his first name, “Whatever happened last year, it’s over now. You’re safe with me and the others… son.” Snake understood what happened last year, he told him when he was a kid that he was a monster that would lose it when everyone mocked him but he controlled it for the others, but now last year he had no idea that Wolf would lose it when that guinea pig mocked and he nearly attacked him with that much fit of rage. It did terrified him to that Wolf was being like he was; A monster. Snake shook his head, it was not going to happen, it was never going to happen again to his best friend… his son… his little Todd.

Wolf suddenly felt calm down as Snake kept on talking to him. When he was a kid, he would come to Snake’s room and he would asked him if he can sleep with him. Even though Snake finds it a bit weird but he couldn’t say ‘no’ when Wolf gives him big sad eyes. But now, Snake came to his room and allowing him to hug him just they did last year when they were falling. Wolf wished Snake’s words were true, but he felt like it would happened someday…

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Meanwhile at the airport, the girls had finally arrived to Los Angeles. It took them nearly 7 hours to get there, it was the good thing that Priya suggested that they would take flight super early since the other plane would be delayed due to bad weather any time soon to get to the place they needed to be safely. The important thing was that they had a great time while being the bad kids of being innocent but sneaky all thanks to Meilin and Catalina.

After a long walk to the diner which was opened once they got there, the girls were all exhausted except Catalina who couldn’t stop staring at everything around her. It was definitely a dream come true, she had never seen the city can be so big and fantastic that she would like to find a place and live here forever.

“Cat,” Meilin said with a yawn. “Don’t you think you got enough money to buy our breakfast?”

Catalina looked at her best friend, looking through her backpack and nodded. “Yup! All set and ready to go.”

“Cat,” Priya replied. “How come you’re the only one who is wide awake and us four are still sleepy? Because the journey from New York to Los Angeles is a very tired one.”

“It’s just I’m so excited to spread the adventures that I have planned.” Catalina said to Priya, “Oh! And I am desperate to show you guys one of the best talent I’ve ever had as I realised it back in Canada.”

Miriam and Meilin looked at each other before rolling their eyes with a smile. “Okay, okay. We’ll just have to wait until we had breakfast, because I am absolutely starving!” Miriam said before heading to the door. Meilin linked her arm around Catalina’s as the girls head inside.

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“No way,” Miriam said. When Catalina said that she believed that she can drive any vehicles, Miriam thought she was crazy and probably slept the wrong side of the bed or ate cookie ‘n cream chocolate pillows for breakfast.

“Come on,” Meilin said as she noticed the look on Miriam, Priya and Abby’s faces when Catalina revealed that she can drive at such a young age without a driving license. “I’m sure she drive perfectly fine if we just given her a chance.”

Miriam whipped the sweat out of her forehead as she was sweating after the thought of Catalina driving any vehicles that would made a dangerous ride for having an adventure. “It’s not that I would give her a chance to drive a car, a bus or anything else, it’s just that…” Miriam asked Catalina the important question; “Catalina, are you sure you can drive any vehicles you could think of? And if so, how?

“Well,” Catalina replied. “Back in Canada, I accidentally took someone’s car as I thought I would help out because the parking wasn’t fit properly and the keys were still in the car. And when I sorted it out, I thought I’d give it a spin. And, you know what? I easily drive a car and it’s amazing! It’s felt like you having the chance of freedom while being on the driver’s seat as if you’re a full adult.”

Miriam, Priya and Abby looked at her as if she was a bit crazy.

“Okay,” Priya said, breaking the silence. “You sure you want to do after breakfast? Because there are people who would watch every movement we’ll take.”

“And how did you got away without being caught?” Abby asked.

“First,” Catalina pointed at Priya, “Of course I want to do it after breakfast!” She then pointed at Abby. “And second, I have no idea how I managed to get away with it.”

“So, anyway!” Abby said, pulling out with 4*Town magazine. “4*Town is opening up a new song cover!”

“What?” Meilin asked, “When?”

“And what the song they’re going to covered?” Miriam asked.

“Well, it didn’t say what song.” Abby replied, “but it says that it would be as part of the tribute for what happened last year. Which would be a surprise!”

Meilin and Miriam looked at each other and noticed Catalina spotted a sport car park right next to the bank.

“You want to have a ride now, Cat?” Miriam asked.

Catalina looked at Miriam and smirked, “Yes. Let’s bounce to the rhythm.” The girls finished their breakfast and head to the door, “So, who’s going to pay the food?” She asked.

“I got this,” Priya said. Heading to the counter and placed money on it along with the tips in the jar. “Oooh, mints.” She took two mint balls and put it in her mouth.

The girls stepped out of the diner, taking that gorgeous smell of fresh air into the noses and sighed.

“You ready, girls?” Catalina said before putting her sunglasses on.

Meilin put her red panda sunglasses on, Miriam put her dark green stripy sunglasses on, Priya put her dark brown Jaguar print sunglasses on, and Abby put her hot pink and sparkling purple stars sunglasses on. The four girls smiled at Catalina, “Let’s do this!”

(I think Snake and Wolf do have a father-son relationship sometimes while being best friends and Snake is the father to Wolf, Shark, Tarantula and Piranha.

And yes, I think Catalina can pickpockets everyone and easily drive a car without a driving license. Don’t judge me, please.)