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creativenicocorner · 4 years ago

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Holy shit it took over a year and I barely remember which fanfic ask this is about...I think it's like a director's cut one? REGARDLESS! I do remember the star was to like talk about whatever - and while looking for a WIP I came across an attempt to answer this WITHIN a wip? Past Nico what were you thinking?!

I do know this was written sometime before Ch15 of Terpsichore came out, because there were a few references? But I rephrased the wording a bit.

Forgive me for using this as an excuse to just babble on about how I choose the music titles for chapter sections in Terpsichore, but also, I'm not entirely sorry haha Without further Ado! Here’s hoping this rambling makes sense haha!!

⭐ AN ANSWER!（♥￫ｏ￩♥）

So it’s taken me a long time to figure out how I wanted to answer this. For a while I was going to ramble about M*A*S*H how it was a rather formative show for me growing up, especially in its anti-war message as well as how it feels like a comedy played in a minor key. There was even going to be a link to a video essay on the show, and then I was going to hint at a want to write a series following the changelings in a pre-show context in the sort of vibe M*A*S*H gave.

But it got lost, and weighty…and…idk, I can’t seem to stick to a lot of things these days? I don’t know.

But there’s always been in me the want to attempt to explain why I choose the music pieces I choose to title the sections in each chapter. Cause despite the little message at the bottom of the first chapter and the last chapter talking about motifs leitmotifs…writing prose is nothing like composing music.

And not only that I’m sure less than half of the people reading the fic will listen along with the playlist. Which is 100000% fine! I anticipate it even!

Because at best, those sectional pieces serve less as soundtrack more like a silent movie’s musical medley.

Because it’s the written word, and I’m not Andrew Hussie ldgj though the day I find out how to put a little ‘play button’ to listen to music during a fic, I might do that. But at this point in time Hell No haha.

Despite this, there is a process behind my music selections.

There is a difference between what I consider ‘corpse de ballet��/ ‘ensemble’ sections, and ‘leads’ / ‘duet’ sections.

Or what my poor readers go through as ‘a shit ton of prospective shifts’ and two prospectives at best, at the same time. I don’t know why I’m such a fan of bouncing between perspectives so much that you probably feel seasick. I always consider it a miracle anyone understands what the heck is going on dfjglk The answer is probably because I like third person omniscient writing, and am a sucker for situational/character irony. But I’m also a grammar school drop out haha and don’t actually know the rules of writing by heart? I’m just a fool with a bunch of vibes and a dictionary doing their best lol.

[ stressed coffee sip ] Fake it til you make it baby

But yeah! Enough borderline weird self deprecating! Let’s talk music!!

So! Usually when writing a section I try and think about who are the central characters in the section, and or what is the theme/emotion I’m trying to call on. Is there a motif, or a reference I can play on musically? An idea or concept I can echo or even enhance? Will it be a specific genera of music tied to a character because that character embodies and or is known for a specific genera (example: Nomura and Opera- more on that at during ACTII )

Once I answer those questions, I’m able to narrow down my music choices. Which, again, acts more like a book of suggested musical medley orchestras and musicians would purchase during the silent movie era as like a cheat sheet of what they could play during a specific scene.

So…for instance, for a character like Barbara Lake I wouldn’t use video game music -or maybe I could…but it would only be in terms of perhaps referencing her son.- who I would have a higher chance at choosing to select a video game music piece for (hang on to your butts ACT II Zelda soundtrack).

In the fic I’ve built the idea that in order to explain Barbara’s ability to paint, that she not only took classes but was part of the production team in putting on a play, mainly in set design painting props. Which opens me to a world of musical options when it comes to Barbara’s character. Especially when certain musicals hold songs that can be really fitting to her character later on. An example of this can be seen in ch3 “Aquarius”, and ch14 “Julia”.

Ch3 is Barbara’s big planned picnic date. The first date she and Walter go on after she ingested the binding spell. The two of them coming together, but also the magic of which awakening something magical inside.

And Ch14 in which the binding spell is broken, but also whatever was holding Barbara’s potential to reaching towards that magical something inside her is also broken. And in a sort of my own attempt at written diegesis between the narrative and the song selections in the sections, the lyrics to Aquarius is written out as Barbara depends into the water. In which it is no longer the dawning of Aquarius, Aquarius is starting to take center stage. Their cue is played.

That would be my example on a very character driven musical choice.

Not only that, but it is at Ch3 where Walter is influenced more and more to Barbara’s appreciation to musicals, so much so that it begins to influence his own array of music pieces. His dreams no longer dialogue from movies he fell asleep to, but sometimes full on reproductions of staged musicals and plays. An example of this can be seen in Ch11 On the Right Track from Pippin the Musical - which oof I could go into a full dissertation on in regards to changelings/Pippin and The Pale Lady/Leading Player.

Not only that, but due to influence from Barbara’s love we get the moment of Walter’s ‘I want’ section piece in the form of Ch9 “Corner of the Sky” (aka Pippin’s I want song as well). The moment before this happened there was the interaction with Angor AND Otto AND the repercussions of Angor attacking the school. It is clear to these characters that Strickler is not giving his all in killing Jim, and perhaps never tried to give his all. Something that Otto proclaims as Strickler making excuses, and Strickler insists is tact.

Then there is the situational character driven choice.

I’m going to continue to use Barbara as an example here, and say that THIS can be seen in Ch2 “No. 9 – Finale Andante” and ch12 “Le Lac Des Cygnes Introduction: Moderato Assai”

Both of these music pieces come from Swan Lake. The reasoning behind the choice is probably asinine in thought process (Barbara Lake, Swan Lake), but also thought out in the sense of the following:

In Season3 of Trollhunters Morgana, in order to attempt to reacquire her shadow staff from Strickler (“The Exorcism of Clair Nuñez), transforms herself to take Barbara Lake’s physical form.

IN THE BALLET SWAN LAKE The wizard Von Rothbart, in order to obtain what they want, transforms (granted someone else) Odile to look like the hero Odette in order to trick the prince into proclaiming this imposter Odile as their one true love. In which Odile is the mirror to Odette, and while looking similar (in fact typically the ballerina who performs as Oddette would also perform as Odile) are opposites in spirit.

And, at least in Terpsichore, what near primordial eldritch force can rival that of the Eldritch Queen that we know from cannon will inevitably impersonate Barbara Lake?

But wait, there’s more.

In chapter 2 the piece used in section 2 is the end of ACTI from Swan Lake. The music hints not only the arrival of Odette, but also her inevitable tragedy. What is written in this section, briefly at that cause we watched how the scene plays out in the show, you don’t need me writing that back at you, but I digress- What is WRITTEN in this section is Barbara sipping the enchanted tea that binds herself to Waltolomew Strickler. Something that you, the viewer and fan will know ends in tragedy, as do I the writer and also fan knows will end in tragedy. The only people out of the loop here are the poor poor characters.

And then the revolving door of bad situations that is ch12 happens, and we return to Swan Lake with “Le Lac Des Cygnes Introduction” In which Barbara is introduced to Jim Lake’s Trollhunting world, finally. But wait! There’s EVEN more.

Because not only is Barbara introduced to Jim’s Trollhunting world, Barbara begins to allow herself an introduction to that weird magical more that’s inside her via dream. And YOU/WE the reader/writer/audience, are introduced to the strange figure Giselle is talking to on the beach of Lake Superior…who…well, you’ve probably already have an idea as to who that figure is ;)c

There are also moments when I just select a song piece because I think it fits Thematially well - ch11’s “Powerhouse” section. Aka the music that plays in Looney Tunes whenever an assembly line montage occurs - to which in that section Jim Draal and Walter are putting together the booby-traps to thwart Angor Rot (as well as try to reassemble some sort of emotional connection between them). Or it could be a reference to a meme I really enjoyed, example Ch12’s “Roundabout” aka the music piece known vernacularly as “The Jojo Meme” but also like…meme aside it’s really good and fits and just lkfgjkgsdj I have a lot of feels about Roundabout and I won’t apologize for it haha

And yet, something I pride myself in, is that you don’t need to know all of this to enjoy the story. It isn’t necessary to listen to the Swan Lake pieces or even the Musicals, or even the Jojo Meme. Because, if I did my job right, those echoes ought to be in the writing. The pieces to the section have always been optional. Just little markings in a booklet to be given to you the reader/composer as a suggestion and you can choose to play those pieces along to the silent film, or boot up a ragtime. And that’s the power you have. And that’s equally as wonderful!

#Nico Responds #feather-dancer #Terpsichore #Tales of Arcadia #Trollhunters #Stricklake

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nico-meridius · 4 years ago

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Commander Cody Week

So I’ve decided to go ahead, and participate in some fashion for the @commandercodyweek. There will be no big story, more smaller moments, snippets a few will be tied to my Dragon Series.

I’m still fighting to get the last chapter done for The Dragon General ... February wasn’t a good month - between some health issues and then Dad had surgery - I’m wondering when March got here and how it’s already mid March!!!

I’ve never participated in one of these so, we’ll see how this goes! Well I’ve participated on the Sylum Events we have each year, but that’ different than this (those have the added stress of running it myself).

I won’t even talk about the Sylum stories that are being worked on - At the moment I’ve got the next Mission Impossible story in the works, along with the next Assassins Creed story. Let alone Family’s edit job.

#commander cody #codyweek2021 #the clone wars #the dragon general #sylumclan #plot bunnies #dragons of interest #fics

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yes-i-am-happyaspie · 5 years ago

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Updated AO3 MasterList

My Fan-Fiction Master List

My AO3

****Starker-free Zone- I Do Not Ship It.***

[Updated August 17, 2020]

AO3 Profile Name: happyaspie

Joined on: 2018-10-5

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A Parent Apparent

Description: May is injured in a car wreck. Peter calls Tony for help. Eventually they all grow into their own little family.

Tags: Tony Stark Adopts Peter Parker, May Parker and Tony Stark co-parenting Peter Parker, Angst, Fluff, Humor and Feels.

Warnings: None Rated: Teen Status: Ongoing [140+ Chapters]

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Entangled [co-written with Moonchild2593]

Description: Tony calls Spider-man in for an assist during an alien attack and almost instantly regrets it when, together, they are hit with an orb of unearthly magic that forces them to see into each other’s past through shared memories. Both the good and the bad. This leads to a lot of unexpected feelings, a few revelations and a long conversation about whether or not things between them will ever be the same again.

Tags: Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Stephen Strange is Helping, Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Warnings: None Rated: Teen Status: Complete

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—|:|–SERIES–|:|—

Tony Stark is a Good Mentor Series

Description: A collection of stories highlighting Tony Stark and Peter Parker’s close relationship as Mentor/Mentee, some (who and I kidding…most) of them delving into father-figure territory.

Genres: A combination of fluff, humor, hurt/comfort, sickfics & injury [Always read the tags]

Warnings: None Rated: G Status: Ongoing

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Beautiful Boy (Darling Pete) Series

Description: Tony learns about a young Peter by chance and for some unknown reason he ends up taking a liking to him and becoming friends with his guardians, May and Ben Parker. Eventually, he is tasked with caring for nearly-eight-year-old Peter for a week but when the situation becomes tragically permanent, Tony has to pull himself together to be the man his friends saw in him rather than the man he sees in himself.

Genres: Angst, Fluff, hurt/comfort, sickfic

Warnings: None Rated: Teen Status: Ongoing

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Tumblr Mini Fics

Description: A collection of short Irondad one-shots (all 1000 words or less) written based off of prompts sent to me on tumblr

Genres: Varies heavily by fic

Warnings: Varies by fic [Most have ‘No Warning]

Rated: Varies by fic. [General Audience-Teen] Status: Ongoing

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Spider-man Stories Not Other Wise Specified Series

Description: A collection of MCU based fan-fictions that don’t fit into any of the other series. [Always read the tags]

Genres: Varies heavily by fic

Warnings: Varies by fic [Most have ‘No Warning]

Rated: Varies by fic. [General Audience-Teen] Status: Ongoing

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Peter Parker Omo Files

Description: Unrelated, *Non-sexual* omorashi fan-fictions. This means that these fan-fictions involve pee in one aspect or another including wetting, bed-wetting and desperation.

**Omocute**|**Not Meant To Be Read As St*rker**|**Not Age-play or regression**

Genres: Omorashi, Platonic relationships, hurt/comfort, fluff

Warnings: None Rated: Teen Status: Ongoing

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——– CURRENTLY ON HIATUS——-

Turning of The Tides

Description: Peter is eighteen now and everything around him is changing. He’s graduating and college is right on the horizon. May is starting a new job that will allow her to travel the country and his friends are all heading different directions to go to school. The only constant in his life right now is Tony, who is ready to guide him into adulthood and remind him that independence isn’t the same as trying to do everything on your own.

Genres: Emotional hurt/comfort, Fluff

Warnings: None Rated: Teen Status: On Hiatus/To be Continued

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Together Into the End [co-written with Pandalove09]

Description: People tended to think that Tony and Pepper Stark lived a perfect life and that with an abundance of money at their fingertips, they were never in want of anything. However, that couldn’t have been further from the truth. They spent years struggling with pain and grief. Though rather than tearing them apart, it brought them closer together and stronger than ever as they fought for what they’d always wanted, a child of their own.

Tags: Peter Parker is Tony Stark's Biological Child, Peter Parker is Pepper Potts Biological Child, Angst With a Happy Ending, Howard Stark Lives, Maria Stark Lives, May Parker is Tony Stark's Sister

Warnings: infertility struggles and child loss by miscarriage.

Rated: Teen Status: On Hiatus

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—–Some Fics From the Above Series’ Listed by Genera——

Sick Fics:

One Long Night- Peter shows up in Tony Lab with a stomach virus he didn’t even know he could catch

Tony Stark is Not Sick Tony is sick and wants to be left al one. Peter takes care of him anyway. He returns the favor a few days later when Peter comes down with the same flu.

Peter Parker’s October [Ch. 6] -Peter had a cold. Tony wraps him in blankets

Maybe it Was the Taco -Peter gets food poisoning while on a trip with Tony.

Spider Sniffles - May is going out of town and Tony is going to have Peter. By the end of the fist night, Peter is miserable with a cold.

Appendicitis it Is- Peter is sure that the stomach ache he’s had all day is nothing. Spoiler alert- it’s not.

Of All Days- Peter calls Tony to pick him up from school because he has a major migraine. He wasn’t expecting to meet Rhodey in the process.

Stars- Peter is home alone and sick with an earache among other things… he calls Tony when he can’t take it any more.

Fever Terror- Peter goes to bed with a fever and wakes up later burning up. He’s disoriented and hallucinating causing him to injure Tony as he tries to maneuver him into a cool shower.

Injury:

What I Really Need is You [Chapter 2] Peter gets shot while on Patrol. Tony patches him up.

Fourth of July- Peter manages to swing right into a drone leaving him with a concussion. Tony helps to sort him out.

One Little Slip Up- One clumsy mistake leaves Peter stuck on the floor with a broken leg. He’s happy to have so many adults in his life to help him out.

Valentines Night Interrupted- Tony’s on a date with Pepper when he gets an alert that Peter’s been stabbed.

Mistakes- Peter is injured while on a mission. He tried to tell Tony but the man is just too distracted to hear him out. That is until he’s crying.

Lame [Injured Tony] - Tony hurts his back int he lamest possible way.

Stay With Me [Injured Tony]- Tony get some major injuries during a botched mission. Peter isn’t taking it well. Happy, May and Pepper all try to offer support.

Don’t Freak Out- Peter calls Tony after getting stabbed. He’s a little loopy by the time the man gets to him.

Emotional Hurt/Comfort:

Save Me From My Dreams- Peter can’t sleep and the lack of rest causes him to break down in front of Tony.

Everybody Has Bad Days- Peter had a bad day. Tony tries to make it better.

Australia - Peter is tired and anxious and is mind keeps wandering back to a story his uncle used to read to him. Tony helps him get what he needs to feel more at ease.

Three Seemingly Small Words- After a nightmare, Peter realizes that he needs to tell Tony that he loves him but he scared of how that might affect their relationship. When he gets the words out, he’s overwhelmed when the sentiment is reciprocated.

Quiet Company- Tony is having a bad day and tried to send Peter home. Peter Stays and his quiet presences is eventually more than appreciated.

Breath Kid (You’re Not Alone)- Ned had died and Peter isn’t coping. Tony helps him through.

Entangled- alien space tech causes Tony and Peter to share memories this leads to a lot of questions and feelings.

September- Peter had a very bad patrol that leaves him more than a little shaken. Tony is there to comfort him.

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yhwhrulz · 2 years ago

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Morning and Evening with A.W. Tozer Devotional for August 13

Tozer in the Morning GIVE GOD THE CONTROL

I know that I am being repetitious - but this needs to be said again and again: our Lord will not save those whom He cannot command! The lifetime God has given us down here is a lifetime of decisions. Each person makes his own decisions as to the eternal world he is going to inhabit. We must decide to take Jesus for what He is - the anointed Savior and Lord who is King of kings and Lord of all lords! He would not be who He is if He saved us and called us without the understanding that He can also guide us and control our lives. The root of sin is rebellion against God, and hell is the Alcatraz for the unconstituted rebels who refuse to surrender to the will of God. There are many arguments about the reality of hell. A man might endure fire and brimstone and worm - but the essence of hell and judgment for a moral creature is to know and be conscious that he is where he is because he is a rebel! Hell will be the eternal domain of all the disobedient rebels who have said, & quot;I owe God nothing!"

Tozer in the Evening Man - The Dwelling Place of God - The Once-born and the Twice-born

CLASSIFICATION IS ONE OF THE MOST DIFFICULT of all tasks. Even in the realm of religion there are enough lights and shades to make it injudicious to draw too fine a line between men and men. If the religious world were composed of squares of solid black and solid white classification would be easy; but unfortunately it is not.

It is a grave error for us evangelicals to assume that the children of God are all in our communion and that all who are not associated with us are ipso facto enemies of the Lord. The Pharisees made that mistake and crucified Christ as a consequence.

With all this in mind, and leaning over backwards to be fair and charitable, there is yet one distinction which we dare make, which indeed we must make if we are to think the thoughts of God after Him and bring our beliefs into harmony with the Holy Scriptures. That distinction is the one which exists between two classes of human beings, the once-born and the twice-born.

That such a distinction does in fact exist was taught by our Lord with great plainness of speech, in contexts which preclude the possibility that He was merely speaking figuratively. "Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God," He said, and the whole chapter where these words are found confirms that He was speaking precisely, setting forth meanings as blunt and downright as it is possible for language to convey.

"Ye must be born again," said Christ. "That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit." This clear line of demarcation runs through the entire New Testament, quite literally dividing one human being from another and making a distinction as sharp as that which exists between different genera of the animal kingdom.

Just who belongs to one class and who to the other it is not always possible to judge, though the two kinds of life ordinarily separate from each other. Those who are twice-born crystallize around the Person of Christ and cluster together in companies, while the once-born are held together only by the ties of nature, aided by the ties of race or by common political and social interests.

Our Lord warned His disciples that they would be persecuted. "In the world ye shall have tribulation," He said, and "Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake."

These are only two of many passages of the New Testament warning of persecution or recording the fact of harassment and attack suffered by the followers of the Lord. This same idea runs through the entire Bible from the once-born Cain who slew the twice-born Abel to the Book of the Revelation where the end of human history comes in a burst of blood and fire.

That hostility exists between the once-born and the twice-born is known to every student of the Bible; the reason for it was stated by Christ when He said, "If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you." The rule was laid down by the apostle Paul when he wrote, "But as then he that was born after the flesh persecuted him that was born after the Spirit, even so it is now."

Difference of moral standards between the onceborn and the twice-born, and their opposite ways of life, may be contributing causes of this hostility; but the real cause lies deeper. There are two spirits abroad in the earth: the spirit that works in the children of disobedience and the Spirit of God. These two can never be reconciled in time or in eternity. The spirit that dwells in the once-born is forever opposed to the Spirit that inhabits the heart of the twice-born. This hostility began somewhere in the remote past before the creation of man and continues to this day. The modern effort to bring peace between these two spirits is not only futile but contrary to the moral laws of the universe.

To teach that the spirit of the once-born is at enmity with the Spirit of the twice-born is to bring down upon one's head every kind of violent abuse. No language is too bitter to hurl against the conceited bigot who would dare to draw such a line of distinction between men. Such malignant ideas are at odds with the brotherhood of man, says the once-born, and are held only by the apostles of disunity and hate. This mighty rage against the twice-born only serves to confirm the truth they teach. But this no one seems to notice.

What we need to restore power to the Christian testimony is not soft talk about brotherhood but an honest recognition that two human races occupy the earth simultaneously: a fallen race that sprang from the loins of Adam and a regenerate race that is born of the Spirit through the redemption which is in Christ Jesus.

To accept this truth requires a tough-mindedness and a spiritual maturity that modern Christians simply do not possess. To face up to it hardly contributes to that "peace of mind" after which our religious weaklings bleat so plaintively.

For myself, I long ago decided that I would rather know the truth than be happy in ignorance. If I cannot have both truth and happiness, give me truth. We'll have a long time to be happy in heaven.

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logicheartsoul · 5 years ago

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Fic Writer Interview

Tagged by @allislaughter

Name: My name is A-Chan but other people call me Aya, so either one is fine tbh!

Fandoms: The amount of fandoms I read and am in...even as a lurker is a lot. There are fandoms I used to write for but the ones I’ve written in the last 5 years are: Star Trek (TOS/AOS/ENT and crossovers to other trek series), The Librarians, Leverage, and Yu Yu Hakusho. If you want to count series I have WIPs in but haven’t posted there’s: Stargate (Mostly SGA but sometimes it’s SGA/SG1 crossovers), Card Captor Sakura, and some Precure. Also wrote some for 1-2 C-Dramas and J-Dramas but I dunno if I’ll ever post them.

Where you post: I post on here, on ff.net, and AO3. Also, I share a LOT on discord. An incredible amount actually (as a few friends will attest to lmao)

Most Popular One-shot: Considering how I post on multiple platforms, my most popular oneshot on ff.net is Savior, a post-The Point of Salvation episode tag fic, which has the most favorites. On AO3, the fic with the most kudos is scars; they will not fade, but its power lessens over time and the one with the most comments is Husband, a fic of fic of the amazing Hieibara series “by way of design”.

Most Popular Multichap: All Things, though I’m not going to be updating it anytime soon and it’s also my first properly posted Trek fic which means it’s over 4 years old, so a lot has changed since then. There’s just been a lot of stories I haven’t posted that are multi-chapter mostly because in the past (like back in high school) I would start SO many stories and never finished them (I have about... 5? 6? abandoned series that way, maybe more) and I just don’t want to continue doing that same thing again. This story actually was intended as a one-shot that I created more chapters, thinking I would finish and then real life intervened.

Favorite story you’ve written so far: ...asking me to choose a favorite is just... too hard, especially since there’s so many WIPs I have that I really enjoyed writing.

Fic you were nervous to post: Honestly? Husband, only because the author of the fic is someone I admire and waiting to see their response to my work really was nerve-wracking until it happened and then I kinda screamed and flailed and floated in a ‘is this real???’ moment.

How do you choose your titles: Honestly, whatever goes. LOL Songs, poetry, quotes, things related to the story somehow that become relevant, or whatever.

Do you outline: No, not really, because for me an outline is kinda too rigid? I mean I outline when I write nonfiction/academic stuff -- it really needs that structure -- and sometimes I make timelines of things to figure out when things happen in context with each other, but it’s not necessarily like a fully detailed, mapped outline in the traditional sense. I kind of have the road trip approach, where some of the big, basic important things are covered (overall story/arc, what characters, fandom, pairings, kind of setting, etc) and the rest will discover itself? Coz you never know on a trip what could happen, even if you’ve figured out how long your trip is, your mode of transportation, money for food/lodging, where you’re going to sleep, where you’re gonna visit.

Complete: On A03, 8 works, on ff.net, 18, but a good chunk of those are really old. And I know I have at least 7? oneshots here that I haven’t transferred to either site yet. And 2 things I wrote for Spiced Peaches I also haven’t copied over. XD In general I actually have like... at least 9? Oneshots I’ve finished in the last few years I haven’t posted anywhere except maybe discord so...

In progress: ...you really don’t want to know. I mean. You do? I have a chronic massive wip problem. I’ve even made a post about it 3 years ago here when it was a measly 325+. I’m sure it’s over 600 now. Yeah. Don’t be like me.

Coming soon/not yet started: That’s the thing: I either work on it, or it just...doesn’t exist. Whether I complete it is a different story lmao.

Prompts?: I like prompts, generally, but I haven’t taken them in awhile mostly because I haven’t been in the right headspace for them. My executive dysfunction has been all over the place -- I’m surprised I’ve managed to actually just do the basics for myself recently.

Upcoming work you’re most excited about: The thing I’ve been working the most on this month is basically this semi-AU where Spock and McCoy have met before being on the Enterprise, and Spock was taking a life drawing class and McCoy was one of three life models for said class. They have a meaningful encounter that changes things for them but they don’t meet again until they serve on the ship. I’m just stoked over Spock as an artist but as one of his various hobbies and McCoy as his (somewhat) muse/model.

TAGGING: Whoever feels like doing this because I’m kinda bad at picking people but some off the top of my head @onlyslightlyobsessed1 and @lenievi but anyone is free to do this!

#tag game #a-chan talks writing #about fanfiction #so many of my friends just say 'you've written so much why don't you post it even if it's wips' and well that way lies madness my friends #because that's all that would be posted is wips and nothing finished and it's horrible #i want to finish a story and just post that in its entirety #which means naturally only one-shots or very very short chaptered pieces come up but most of my multichaptered stories end up WAY too long #like...10K+ min #also my friends say it's a travesty i only share among them and not the greater world and i cry #just also checked ff.net and my record for unfinished stories is 18. eighteen that's riduclous even though that's over a span of 6 years but #STILL DO NOT BE ME OK lmao #that's the lesson y'all should take back from that

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fandomfrenzy625 · 3 years ago

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short stories of our favorite red hot headed guardian

I just take requests from the comments you send and make short stories out of them that I hope you will all enjoy

more information and details in the intro :)

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog fanfiction #Sega #Knuckles the Echidna #knuckles the echidna centric #knuxadow #knuxouge #more tags to be added #different genera each chapter #fluff and feels #fluff and humor #fluff and angst

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electric-sympathy · 5 years ago

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Vampire!Dean fic excerpt

Right, so, I know I said I was going to post a bit of Cathemeral, but I was going through my files and yet another unfinished Vampire!Dean fic caught my eye. I wrote it a number of years ago after a “painful transformation” commentfic prompt at Hoodietime.

So, here is a quick excerpt from my Hellsing-inspired fic!!! Just finished fleshing it out. It’s about 1.5k words. Takes place after Dean has busted himself and Sam out of a stronghold of Crowley’s with a little help from an impromptu vampiric transformation, but as you can see, something went Very Wrong. I guess you could call this Chapter 3?

Enjoy!!!! Concrit welcome!!!

Sam is concentrating intently on a scan of a 14th century manuscript when he hears a noise right at his ear, like wings, drawn out and distorted as if through water, quiet and delicate.

There are four pure black moths on his forearm, gathered three in a circle at one point and one scuttling towards them, looking to squeeze in.

He flaps his hand at them. They collapse into shadow and swirl round his fingers like fog before dissipating, drawn unseen into the surrounding darkness.

There are three pinpricks in his skin.

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Sam’s immediate thought is of Dean, unconscious in the bedroom. He rushes away from the computer, but pauses when he reaches the bedroom door, open just a crack. For just a moment, the suppositions that Dean needs protecting and that Dean himself could be the danger fight each other before Sam's guilt and protectiveness wins out.

Cautious, he presses the pads of his fingers to the aged wood and eases the door open as silently as he can, edging inside, demon killing knife at his hip...

And then he stands in the doorway, staring, half in half out, one hand clutching the door frame. Trying to make sense of what he sees.

The shadows on Dean's body have broken their bounds.

They've spread out strangely, bigger than they should be, and are reaching out into three dimensional space. And like shadows, all he can see at a given point is the outline of the entire semitranslucent mass.

At first, it looks like hydrangeas flowing in the breeze.

Sam edges cautiously further into the room. He can't match whatever this is to anything he knows about vampires, real or fictional, and can't help but use the caution pounded into him through years of hunting, Dean or not.

Closer now, he can make them out: Hundreds of moths made of pure shadow are clustered on Dean's body. Small wings flutter sluggishly as they wander drunkenly in each space portioned out to them, oblivious to Sam's entry. He waves his arms in the air, trying to get their attention, but none take notice. The revelation doesn't make any more sense to Sam than before. It doesn't seem like they're doing anything to Dean. They almost seem to be a part of him, with the way they seem to be reaching out from the shadows on his body. Part of whatever transformation he's going through. Sam can't think of anything like this, nothing he's read or encountered. Even Daeva are dramatically different shadow creatures-- more invisible than really made of shadow. The effect could almost be pretty, if it were not so obviously unnatural, or infesting his brother.

...Should he wake him? Would that make it stop? Should he make it stop? The answer seems obvious.

Sam creeps to the head of the bed. Slowly, he reaches towards the intersection between Dean's neck and shoulder. At the edges of that mass, he can see their beady little eyes as holes punched through the shadows.

It parts at the intrusion of his hand for a moment, the little things bumping lightly into each other as they move away, seemingly not sure what to make of him. But when the wave crests, they clamor for him as one. They reach out in a strange symmetry, four tendrils made up of a column of bugs to wrap around his forearm. Tens of dainty, long proboscides reach for his skin, and this time, he feels the pain. He panics, yanks his arm away, and there's a delicate pull like little threads snapping as he does. The moths are pulled free, and collapse from the force back into shadowy tendrils that recede into Dean's neck. That shadow looks normal again.

There are four rows of perfectly spaced lines of pinpricks wrapping up and around his forearm. Just barely big enough for blood to bead before clotting.

He waits, knife at the ready.

Nothing happens.

They've forgotten about him already. He waits as long as he can stand it, knife hand eventually falling dejected at his side. He concludes that their intelligence is rudimentary, if they are even sentient.

Well, he decides, at least I have something to go on now. He trots back to the side room to retrieve his laptop, focus newly replenished.

By the time he's back, setting himself up at the little desk at the window to watch out of the corner of his eye, little wings are budding like petals from the shadow at Dean's neck again.

Sam tries to cover up the knowledge that he is sitting vigil with the idea that at least he can tease Dean about being the Butterfly Boy when he wakes up.

--- * \ \ * \ \ * ---

"...The genus Calyptra is a group of moths in subfamily Calpinae of the family Erebidae. They are a member of the Calpini tribe, whose precise circumscription is uncertain but which includes a number of other fruit-piercing or eye-frequenting genera currently classified in Calpinae.

The common name of many of these species, vampire moth, refers to the habit that they have of drinking blood from vertebrates. Some of them (C. thalictri) are even capable of drinking human blood through skin..."

"...The Carpathian Mountains arch through the Czech Republic and then turn east, continuing on through Poland, Romania, Slovakia, and Ukraine before finally ending near the Danube River in Serbia. It is here in this mountain range that there lives a species of vampire known as a mahr. Living off the consumption of human souls, the mahr swoops down upon its victim in the form of a moth, taking a bite or two before flying off. The more often a mahr attacks a single victim, the easier it becomes for the vampire to do so in the future. Eventually the prey is killed and the soul consumed. Fortunately, there are two ways in which a mahr can be slain. The first is to...."

Sam stretches and runs his hands through his hair, turning away from the desk, and freezes.

Dean's awake.

Mostly.

The shadow moths are gone. Oversized, red irises with blown out pupils wander the room. He doesn't seem entirely aware of what he's looking at, or even what he's looking for.

He's baring his fangs, and God, they're gigantic.

As he works unconsciously to keep himself from drooling, his tongue laps out of his mouth like an angry dog's.

The expression on his face, however, is one only of sleepiness, confusion. Sam can tell that there's a slight undercurrent of distress trying to work its way through the fog.

Sam wonders if this is what it feels like to keep tigers.

"Dean?"

No answer. A little more confusion. A little less drooling.

Sam approaches the bed. He cards his hand through Dean's hair and lets it rest there. The warm weight seems to snap Dean out of it slightly; his pupils visibly retract, and he slowly stops his search through the room to stare sleepily at nothing, face slackening. His eyes seem to lose most of that preternatural scarlet glow; the structure of his irises is now visible through it again, which are now an odd brownish-maroon color.

"Go back to sleep, Dean," he murmurs, soft and low, and tries unsuccessfully to hide the sadness in his tone.

Dean's eyelids grow heavy and the alert tension drains out of him. His head burrows into the pillow and a soft, utterly self-unconscious exhale of breath escapes his lips. He falls back asleep almost immediately.

Sam has wished since before Dean's deal that he would accept the comfort he obviously needed, but not like this.

Falling asleep so easily... It made him look like a big kid. Sam welcomes the choking love for his brother, so absent this past year.

He stays by the bedside for a long time.

--- * \ \ * \ \ * ---

Castiel shows up at dusk a few hours later, a sizeable jar of demon blood held to his side, furtively, like contraband. As usual, there is no expression on his face, but his body language seems uncomfortable. It's something he must have scavenged from Bobby's pantry which, strangely, makes it look for all the world like a harmless half gallon of blackberry preserve.

The fact that it isn't for Sam doesn't make him feel any better.

Castiel ignores its presence entirely and gets straight to the point. The moths returned shortly after Dean fell back asleep, but if Castiel is surprised by them he doesn't verbalize it.

"How is he?"

"He woke up for a few minutes a couple hours ago, but he didn't seem..." Sam's face screws up. He tries again. "It was like he could tell there was a... A source of blood in the room, but he wouldn't focus on anything. Didn't respond when I tried to talk to him."

Castiel is staring at Dean all the while, head tilted in that way of his when thinking hard. Usually, it seems as though he's scrutinizing the space between atoms, but there's a line of frustration in his brow that makes it seem like he can't see anything. Sam wonders if he paid any attention to what he'd just said.

In that moment, Dean's head lifts from the pillow, drawing both their gazes.

Sam would've thought that having his pupils less dilated would make Dean's gaze feel less... animal, but it didn't. The glow had returned, making his owlish irises shine with a smooth, ruby iridescence.

The moths surge up from behind his neck, piling over each other, restless. Sam can actually hear the agitated titter of their wings this time.

He doesn't think he can watch this.

#my writing #spn #damn the dashboard doesn't support line breaks properly and it's pissing me off #it ends a little abruptly I know but I wanted it posted before I dug into another setpiece #which would inevitably take days to finish

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morgan-reblog · 4 years ago

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I hadn’t read any novel (outside of fanfiction) just for my own entertainment (aka, not for classes) in such a long time, that am surprised to read so quickly all the BL Cnovel I find interesting.

At the start of 2020 I literally ate the three novel made by MXTX, started Every Day the Protagonist Wants to Capture Me (have to finish it, am missing like 20-ish chapters) and just started Golden Stage (which is really good may I add).

Like, I don’t thinks it just because it’s BL (I would easily find some good western BL to read). These novel have something refreshing to me, nothing I have seen in the past because they are not from a genera we have hear (even less when I need some fan translation to read them because censure is fun).

Xianxia? Sign me the fuck in, this genre is really good and I never thought something like this existed before, and each novel have a different way to deal with it. It also makes me learn some new stuff I didn’t know.

transmigration novel? So much you can do with being transmigrated into someone else story, bonus point if it’s a normal dude being thrown into xianxia universe or straight into Ancient China.

Like, I don’t know much about Ancient China so something there’s stuff I don’t understand, but these novels are just so interesting to read and do keep my attention.

Hope I keep finding interesting stories to read, I miss reading a lot, outside of fanfiction obviously.

#morgan posts #I have Flying Lines on my phone #I should check back #since i was waiting for some of the novel i was reading to be finish in their translation #rebirth: My Sassy 'Crown Princess'#is such a wild story from where I have left yet i couldnt stop reading (tho the translation sometime was really confusing as names and prono #pronoun were mixed up)#there's also #Villain Please Go Easy On Me #which is really interesting #where someone who just died transmigrat from body to body #having to seduce different man otherwise he fails his mission #i have to look back into it to see if it has finally been fully translated #i swear cnovels have such interesting stories #i dont understand why it caches more my attention than western one #tho i wont complain about it since the storis are really good

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hebigrin · 6 years ago

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It was an ask but it seems I can’t press Post to the answer post I don’t know why, so...

@printfogey

This is going to be more an argumentation on various points than an actual, straightforward, answer.

It's quite difficult, if not impossible, to find a unique, definitive answer to this question.

Honestly, I have my idea, which is strongly connected to the way I perceive them (above all Katsura), but I'll put here also some viewpoints which could seem (or be) contrasting with my reasoning. If the opposite sides may reconcile or not, it's up to the reader!

Read below!

They surely both did say “We're gonna do everything it takes to bring you down!” (or similar, it depends on the subs clearly).

Would have they? Or better, have they? We canonically know the answer to this question(s).

lt; nr –– Extremely brief synopsis:

Neither Gintoki nor Katsura meant to kill Takasugi. Katsura wouldn’t, Gintoki would have if necessary, but rather not.

I don't think it is needed to spend too many words on the fact that Gintoki actually (almost) kept his end of the promise. Though obviously, he was not willing to face Takasugi, which meant to face the past (but not healed) trauma from which he has never really recovered. We know Gintoki is more prone to avoid to recall it until he has to (while Zura and above all Takasugi tend to dwell on it, though in different ways).

Gintoki is also the one who, as Katsura and he were menacing to wage war on Takasugi, strongly discouraged the latter to come across one of them. And here he wasn't lying, though he wanted to pass it off as a threat, but honestly I think the crucial reason behind it all was selves-serving (I used the plural because he spoke, knowingly or not, both for him and Katsura): that being the case, better not to have anything to do with you because we ought/might have to do something we don't want to do. And, honestly, the joint declaration too aimed to this.

So... I'll focus my speech mainly on Zura, being he the more controversial and being I more comfortable with his character. I hope all this holds water!

Katsura as Shouyou's “surrogate”

Katsura is basically, in a way, a “double” of Shouyou. This is self-evident if we merely look at them from a sheerly outwardly standpoint. But, no matter how much their features could be similar in the past, after Shouyou's death, Katsura took Sensei's shape. Loosen hair, a formal, plain kimono and haori. He honours him, he mourns him. It is a result of the genuine admiration Zura had and has for Shouyou. We know Zura tends to wear masks - he is so Pirandellian!).

He “overlaps” their figures.

This is obviously not just a “fashion choice” (though it's the kind of clothing that quite much fits with his more traditional samurai-sh part). I heavily believe that it is above all an attempt at fulfilling the role Shouyou had left uncovered. Maybe, at the very beginning, also for himself, as a coping mechanism.

I really like to joke about his “motherly”/teacherly attitude, it is funny, but I also think this is partly because of the said role. He surely has always had this attitude even as a child. In this, his pre-Shouyou life and grandmother's influence/education (“Be a general”) may have played a prominent role, but probably that laid the foundation of the whole matter to be even more heartfelt in his adult age.

Consider what Katsura says in Chapter 689 when he is talking with Takasugi. He tells him that he wants to protect what sensei left behind. Which is also, and above all, his students. We could argue that to Katsura sensei's legacy were Gintoki and Takasugi. And Zura asks him to stand aside (and I think this tells us something).

That's why I'd take a step further. Not only Katsura has always agreed that Gintoki took the right decision, but that is also the decision Katsura would have wished if he himself was Shouyou and the why of his silent self-sacrificing part. Though it may seem going astray, I'd add also the moment in Ch. 699 when Zura shoves Takasugi away along with Gintoki being him to be struck. In my opinion, this strengthens the thesis I'm bringing forth.

Note that here Zura is wondering about sensei's thoughts, get inside his mind.

Katsura's absence in Shogun Assassination arc

The whole fight between Gintoki and Takasugi was clearly an issue they had to resolve on their own. Katsura was lying near Takasugi when Gintoki beheaded Shouyou to save them. I don't think I've ever seen a line in which Shinsuke said anything to Kotarou about the fact he had to do something. He just tells Gintoki, during their fight, “they [Katsura and he] weren't meant to survive and Gin should have saved sensei and abandon them”. Although Katsura wouldn't agree on this.

But I can't help but think that one (even if not the only) reason Zura wasn't there is that he wouldn't have been able to stand and watch his "putative brothers" fighting and almost killing each other. He would have physically interfered between them, maybe. Despite everything and that he saw Takasugi as an enemy by then.

Sensei's sacrifice not to be wasted

Just dropping here the consideration that he isn't ever strictly involved with Oboro (even when they were near – Farewell Shinsengumi and Rakuyou arcs – they didn't meet). One of the most recurring Oboro's sentences to his “kohai” was to not waste sensei's sacrifice. Maybe this line wouldn't apply to Katsura?

“You just wanted to save your old comrade Takasugi”

We are back at Benizakura arc (finally!).

He went there with the intention to save Takasugi, as Katsura's men pointedly said. And he went there alone saying it was his problem, not even informing Gintoki. I argue because he can't (nor probably wants) shake off the previously said legacy.

It's something different from what Gintoki said to Shinsuke during their fight about to protect Takasugi's soul as a Shouka Sonjuku disciple.

My guess is that Katsura means to preserve both life and soul. An evil comrade is better than a dead comrade. Out of sight and possibly out of mind (but not succeeding, he refers to him much more than Gintoki and not in aggressive tones – I can think at least of four moments), but that part of heritage still lives on.

But wait! Katsura actually cuts him in Benizakura!

I find that is the equivalent of a mother beating his son on the hands with a ladle. Jokes aside, Shinsuke was clearly blindsided, completely caught out of guard. Petrified, I daresay. Because he thought Katsura was dead by then... But maybe also because he wouldn't expect such a violent deed on him (or Gintoki) by him? He would have the time to react (this is clear in the anime, not in the movie) after recognizing Katsura's smell and voice, but it seems he can't. I think this is the only time we see him not having a ready reaction.

It wasn't a fatal injury anyway, nor it was meant to be it I'd say: after that, even when they were alone, he doesn't try to have a physical confrontation. Even right at the moment when he discovers he has a deal with the hated Harusame.

We should consider, that both when he “cuts” Shinsuke and when he swears to kill him, anger could actually have had an influence, but this doesn’t mean they were whole-heartedly felt words.

That's why I don't take seriously Katsura's threat to kill Takasugi. But there are, and we have to consider the fact that he told so anyway at least twice (plus in Benizakura).

Zura nobody believes you.

This is even funny because they weren’t even really enemies by now. But habits are hard to kill...

Some clarification(s):

It’s not that Zura wouldn’t act, even violently, against him if Shinsuke really went too far even for how he is. But he’d use more a verbal approach and, on a physical end, “disable” him rather than act in a way could really kill him. Differently, whichever was Gintoki’s belief, his battle with Shinsuke was so rough and violent, brutal, that well they were both lucky to survive to that.

I’ve probably forgotten to mention some interesting consideration (both pros and cons), but this is all has come to my mind for now! I’ll eventually add them later!

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faerieyoongles · 7 years ago

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Inamorata

By: @lwannag0h0me-c0m

Yoongi x Reader

Plot: Werewolves are assigned a human soulmate from birth, as werewolves cannot reproduce with other werewolves. Although humans cant tell when they’ve met their werewolf soulmate (mostly because they think werewolves don’t exist), werewolves become fully aware once they are united with their true love. Most werewolves meet their soulmate around mid to late teenage years (because that’s when their bodies become sexually mature). Yoongi is 18, almost 19, and on his last year of high school and still hasn’t found his soulmate yet. He’s starting to believe maybe he doesn’t have one, until one day a new girl named Y/N enters the school.

Chapter(s): 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

Genera: Werewolf au, fluff, smut, (a lil bit of angst), supernatural romance

Chapter 4

This chapter is unedited, sorry for my mistakes lol

The next morning you woke up around 9 am, still laying in Yoongi’s arms. The position you where now in was slightly different from when you first feel asleep, now resting on his chest rather than lying next to him on your side. Since it was late morning, you figured your dad was probably at work by now, so there was no need to worry about him walking in unexpectedly. Yoongi was still asleep and you took a few moments to observe his resting figure. You where kinda creeped out by yourself for just staring at him while he was sleeping, but you couldn’t help yourself. His chest rose and fell in a rhythmic pattern and his lips where parted slightly to allow him to breath. His grip around your waist was lose since his body was in a state of complete relaxation. You smiled, ‘Gosh, I love this kid’ you thought. Suddenly your eyes went wide. Oh my god... you loved him. You finally realized you loved him, but this wasn’t necessarily a good thing. You had thought you’d fallen in love before, but it only ended up in devastating heart break once you told them how you felt. Yoongi was different, and you didn’t wanna mess it up. What if he doesn’t feel like same? He may like you, but that doesn’t mean he loves you. You decided you weren't gonna tell him unless he told you first, that was the safest bet. Before you left the bed, you kissed him on the forehead. The kiss from last night was still playing over in your head. The way his soft lips felt against yours was a feeling you never wanted to forget. After slowly leaving the room to not wake Yoongi up, you closed the door gently and headed downstairs. You where hungry and figured Yoongi would be too once he woke up, so you opened the pantry and got out some pre-made pancake mix. Cooking wasn’t really a strong skill of yours, but you could follow instructions from a box. Putting the mix on the counter and getting out anything else the box said you needed, you began making the two of you some breakfast.

Yoongi woke up half an hour later to the smell of something being cooked downstairs. It took him a minute to realize where he was. When he saw the fairy lights hanging up on your ceiling, memories of the moment you two shared last night suddenly played through his head. A smile formed on his face when he remembered how he held your cheek as he kissed you. He was expecting he’d look to his side to see you sleeping next to him, but was disappointed when he saw you weren’t in bed. He figured the noise downstairs was you, so he dragged himself out of your warm covers and made his way down to you. Entering the kitchen, he saw you where faced towards the stove flipping pancakes. You hadn’t noticed his presence yet, too focused on making sure you didn’t burn your breakfast. By now you had a few pancakes already made, so the smell of cooked batter filled the room and surrounded Yoongi’s senses. He was impressed to know you could make something that smelled so good, but then he saw the box of mix sitting on the counter. He chuckled, knowing he had the same box at his house as well due to his lack of cooking skills. You could’ve made the worst tasting pancakes in the world and Yoongi would still eat them for you, but he was glad you decided not to make them from scratch, knowing that your clumsy nature would probably screw it up (not that he could do much better). Now it was his turn to be a creep as he stared at you and watched you finish making the pancakes. Flipping the last pancake over onto the top of the stack next to you, he made his way over to where you where standing. He took you by surprise as he hugged you from behind. Luckily you no longer had the pan in your hand, cause if you did you would’ve dropped it.

“Oh, hi” you smiled “You’re awake” Yoongi hummed in response and attached his lips to your neck. It took you back at first, but it’s really not that much different from what happened last night. He left a couple small pecks around the left side of your neck and nuzzled his head into you once he was done. “I made pancakes” you said.

“Mhm, they smell delicious.” he said soft and raspily in your ear. He didn’t know what was going on with him. He felt needier than usual, and wanted to hold you closer than he normally did. Maybe it’s cause you both confessed last night? Whatever the reason was, neither of you seemed to mind.

“Are you hungry?” you asked. Yoongi nodded his head and you took that as a sign to leave his arms and grab two plates and forks for the both of you. Setting them down on the opposite counter that had stools beside it, you grabbed the plate of pancakes from off the stove and set it down between you and Yoongi’s seats. Yoongi sat down and you got maple syrup and orange juice from the fridge. “Yoongi, can you get the glasses from the cabinet above you?” Yoongi stood up and grabbed the glasses like you asked him to, setting one down in front of his plate and the other in front of yours. Sitting down at your seat and setting the objects in your hands down, you both began to eat. You where both awkwardly quiet as you where enjoying your meals, both having a thousand thoughts going through your heads. Obviously knew you guys liked eachother, but now it was like a real thing. Are you his girlfriend now? Are you guys still in the ‘unspokenly dating’ phase? Did he like kissing you? What where you supposed to say now? The more you thought about it the more you had no idea what to say. Yoongi sensed something was wrong with you, so he opened his mouth to say something. Before any words came out, you blurted out “What are we?” Staring at you for a second, he chuckled.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“Like..” You paused, not really knowing how to say it without coming off too strong.

“Like... are you my girlfriend?” he said, stealing the words right from you.

“Um, yeah... I guess.” Oh god, this was the part of the relationship where he was probably gonna say he ‘didn’t wanna label anything’, something you’ve heard too many times before when you asked this question. You where ready for rejection, when he surprised you.

“Well, do you wanna be?” he asked. How where you supposed to respond? Of course you knew that’s what you wanted, but what if that’s not what he wanted? What if he was testing you or something? But, what if he really did want the same thing you wanted?

You stuttered a bit before giving your answer. “Um, I- ah, y-yeah.” You inhaled sharply, wishing you could take your words back. ‘Oh god, abort abort! Big mistake, Y/N! You should’ve just kept your mouth shut!’ you panicked. Yoongi sensed your nerves, almost confused to why you where doubtful of his feelings. He thought he made it pretty clear. He put in fork down and held out both his hands for you to take. Hesitantly taking them, you looked at him confused. He then leaned forward and kissed the top of your forehead.

“Good” he said “I was hoping you would say that.” You faces where still close to eachother even after he pulled away.

“So, we’re like.. a thing now?” You asked.

“We were a thing before, Y/N. Let’s just make it official already, hm?” He said as he leaned closer and closer, his lips finally coming into contact with yours once more. This time was a lot longer, and involved more movement. It was steamier than last time’s, your lips dancing with each other rather than holding each other. When you both finally pulled away, your breathing was faster, as was your heart beat. ‘Oh my god, I’ve got a boyfriend!’ you thought. You smiled the widest you’ve smiled in a while and threw yourself on Yoongi squealing like a child. You kinda looked ridiculous but you couldn’t help it. Yoongi laughed at your reaction, wrapping his arms around you to return the hug you where currently giving him. God, he was so happy.

Finishing your breakfast, Yoongi helped you clean the dishes. It was about 10:30 and he suddenly remembered the promise he made to his mother the day before. He was trying to come up with some excuse to why you should come over when an opportunity appeared right in front of him. “I can steal more of my dad’s old clothes for you to wear. I figure you don’t wanna be walking around in your clothes from yesterday, no?” You said.

“Or” Yoongi said, coming up with an idea “We can go to my house. You can change here, and go to my house after so I can change, and hang out there for a bit. I don’t live far from here, maybe like a 20 minute walk.”

“Oh, okay.” You said. You’d finally get to see where he lived, so getting to go to his house kind of excited you. “I’ll get changed now then” you said before walking up to your room. You didn’t change into anything fancy, but you decided to make yourself at least decent looking since you where probably going to meet his parents. A simple pair of light blue jeans and a black tee with a blue hoodie should civic, right? You took Yoongi’s clothes off your floor and grabbed your phone from off your bedside table. Making your way down stairs, you saw that Yoongi had actually dried and put all the dishes away. “You didn’t have to do that ya know. I could’ve just put them away later on” you said.

“Eh, I got bored and you took too long” he joked. You rolled you eyes and handed him his clothes. Putting on your shoes by the door, you headed out and made sure to lock the house before leaving. Yoongi linked his arm to you and you rested your head on his shoulder while beginning to walk. To your surprise, Yoongi started walking towards the woods rather than following the side walk.

“Why are we walking this way? Do you like live in the woods or something?” you asked.

Yoongi chuckled “No, it’s just faster to go through the woods. Better to walk through the block the around it.”

“How would you know though? You’ve never been to my house before.”

‘Shit’ he thought. Quickly, he thought of a convincing lie. “Um, yeah but I’ve lived in this town my whole life. I know this neighbor hood, and I know how long it would take to walk to my house from here.” He really hoped you bought it, cause he had no other explanation.

“Have you been to this neighborhood before?” you asked

“Uh, yeah. I use to have a buddy that lived around here.” He hated lying to you, but he just wasn’t ready yet to tell you the truth. Figuring his explanation was reasonable, you followed his lead into the woods. It was still morning so the woods weren’t as creepy as they usually where during the night. Yes, you did enjoy sitting in the woods when the sun went down, but you always brought a flashlight to make your way back home. As pretty and calming as you felt by the lake, the rest of the woods looked like a death trap. Plus, you where never alone, you always had your wolf friend with you.

After walking for sometime, Yoongi heard something walking behind you. Since being a werewolf, he can hear better than you could. It’s obviously 100x better when in wolf form, but even still he could hear better than the average human. “Wait” he said quietly as he stopped both of you in your tracks. “Be quiet for a sec.”

“Yoongi, if you’re trying to scare me it’s not funny.” You said.

“No, seriously.” He looked pretty serious, so you figured you should just take his advice. He turned his head slowly to see what was following them. Facing to the back, his eyes went wide when he recognized who was several feet away. Seeing his reaction, you turned around as well, curious to what kind of trouble you might be in. About a few yards behind you was a wolf staring right at the both of you. At first you thought it could be the wolf that sits with you by the lake, but that wolf looked kind and nonthreatening. This one looked like an actual wild animal, ready to kill. Yoongi instantly recognized it as the wolf last night from your window. ‘What the heck is a werewolf doing in wolf form during the day? Doesn’t he know how risky it is?’ he thought. Once again, the wolf had the same look in his eye, ready to fight for a mate. There was no way in hell Yoongi would let that happen, but he most diffidently wasn’t gonna change into wolf form now with you right next to him. He didn’t want you to find out that way, he wanted to explain everything first before you saw him transform. At that moment, the wolf started walking forward. His walking turned faster and it was obvious the wolf was starting to charge towards you two. “Run!” Yoongi shouted. It was his duty as your mate to fight for you, but again, he didn’t want you to see him like that yet. Telling you to run was his only option at the moment, but if the moment came and he’d have to change then he’d do it without hesitation. There was no doubt in his mind that the wolf behind him found him pathetic for running instead of fighting, but he didn’t really care. You where both running as fast as you could. You didn’t ever think you could run this fast before, but Yoongi was pulling you most of the way. Surprisingly, he was a really fast runner. He’d always get so short breathed whenever you guys jogged slightly and this kid is out running a wild animal right now. If it wasn’t for Yoongi dragging you all the way, you would’ve been dead meet for sure.

It felt like you had been running for hours, but in reality it had only been a few minutes. You where maneuvering your way through the woods, jumping over logs, kicking away leaves, running through massive puddles. It must have rained last night because the ground was all muddy and slippery. There was a few times when you almost fell, but Yoongi caught you before your feet left the ground. Finally seeing houses, you both seemed to run faster, desperate for shelter from the beast that was chasing you. Yoongi pulled you to his backyard and suddenly stopped running. There was an invisible barrier around the neighborhood that kept out wolves from other packs. When werewolves where apart of a pack, immediately any other wolves who weren’t pack members where enemies, which is why it was so hard for stray wolves (wolves without a pack) to find another pack again. “Why’d you stop?! Incase you forgot, there’s a fucking wolf running after us!” You screamed.

“Look” he said while pointing in the direction of the woods. “It’s gone.” Both of you where struggling to speak, trying to catch your breaths.

“It could still come back!” You yelled.

“Okay, okay.” he said trying to calm you down. If the whole pack heard a new voice in the neighborhood, they’d all come rushing over to see who it was. For now, you meeting his parents was all he wanted to happen, and even then he’s still skeptical about you meeting them. “Well go inside then, come on.” He lead you up the deck and in through the backdoor. You shoes where muddy so you took them off on the mat, he did as well. As soon as you started to look around, you heard a voice yell from upstairs.

“Yoongi?” Bitna called. “Is that you?” She could smell another presence in her house. Being the leader she had much stronger senses than most wolves did in their human forms.

“Yeah Ma, just me!” Yoongi shouted back.

“And you brought a friend!” She said smiling as she made herself shown in the living room. Bitna had a kinda and gentile face, just like Yoongi, but her personality was very dominant and straight forward. “Oh how lovely it is to meet you!” She said as she walked over to you. She cupped both her hands around your cheeks and smiled. Her friendly nature was most diffidently inviting. You smiled back.

“It’s lovely to meet you too, Miss” you replied, still slightly out of breath.

“Oh please, call me Bitna!” she chirped. “You must be the girl Yoongi’s been talking about for weeks! Y/N, was it?” You nodded your head and smiled. Bitna pulled you into a tight hug. “I’ve been dying to meet you.” she pulled away but kept her hands on your shoulders. “I kept telling Yoongi he should bring you over, I’m glad I finally convinced him! You seem like a lovely girl!” Yoongi’s mom was the sweetest person ever, why hadn’t he taken you over before? Bitna looked at Yoongi to tell him something, but was distracted by how muddy the bottom of his pants were. She then looked down at your pants to see you had the same situation. “Oh my lord! What where you two doing, Mud sliding?”

“More like running from a wolf.” You said. Bitna’s eyebrows furrowed. Why was her werewolf son and his mate running from another wolf? She looked over at Yoongi for an explanation.

“I’ll explain later.” He said.

“Okay well, your friends are in the kitchen having a snack. I told them you where bringing Y/N home and they all wanted to stop by and see her too!” she said. Yoongi huffed. He didn’t know how he felt about you hanging around a pack of wolves when you were still oblivious to their true nature, but there wasn’t much he could do about it now. Making your way across the living room and into the kitchen, you saw six faces that you knew to be Yoongi’s best friends. Jungkook was the first to run up to you. He hugged you the second he saw you. Jungkook was by far your favorite of the group. You had a few classes with him, and sometimes his lunch period would be the same as yours so he’d sit with you and Dawn.

“Hi, kookie.” You chuckled as you hugged him back. You’re the only person he knows that calls him kookie. It’s usually kook or JK, but you found him so adorable you couldn’t help yourself. As Jungkook pulled away from you and led you to the table where the other guys where, Yoongi pulled his mother aside.

“Why where you running from another wolf?” asked Bitna quietly. Neither her or Yoongi wanted anyone to over hear their conversation. “Was it a regular wolf or a werewolf? Even so why was it out in broad day light?”

“A werewolf” Yoongi said. “and I don’t know, I have just as many questions as you do. I first saw it last night through her window. It looked at me with that.. that look..” He didn’t know the actual name for it.

“What look?” asked Bitna.

“Ya know that look when wolves try and challenge another for their mate?” Bitna’s eyes went wide when she heard her son explain. “Yeah, that look. It had the same look when we where running from it on the way here.”

“Was it another pack member?” she asked. Yoongi shook his head. “Well, can you think of anyone that wouldn’t want you two together?”

“Just her ex-boyfriend, but he’s not a wolf. I would’ve been able to tell when I first met him, right?” Bitna started to look guilty, remembering something she had forgotten to teach her son. “Right?” Yoongi asked again, desperate for an answer. If Chris was a wolf, then he was screwed.

“Well..” started Bitna. “Not if he’s not owned by another pack.”

“What?” asked Yoongi.

“Well you can only tell when a person’s a werewolf in human form when their apart of a pack. Wolves who aren’t in packs are hard to find cause they’re disguised so well. The only way a wolf gets thrown out of a pack is if they betray or break trust to them in some way. As further punishment, when in human form other wolves can’t tell them apart from regular humans, making it harder for them to find another pack.” she explained.

“So you’re telling me..” Yoongi huffed in annoyance “that asshole could actually succeed in taking her away from me? Mom, I’ve literally instigated him so much already cause I thought he was just a regular human!” he lowered his voice realizing there’s a chance someone could hear him. “If he really is a wolf then he’s gonna fucking kill me”

“Okay, first of all..” started Bitna, her motherly side coming out. “watch your language. Second, I’m not gonna let anything bad happen to you or Y/N, sweetheart.” She stroked Yoongi’s hair so help comfort him. He waited so long to find his mate, and Bitna would do anything for her son.

“I’m freaking out” Yoongi huffed. He rarely showed his feelings to anyone, let alone his mother. She pulled him in for a hug.

“I know, honey. Nothing bad is gonna happen I promise. I’ll put some wolves on watch over her house to protect her when you’re not there, okay?” Yoongi nodded his head. “If someone’s trying to claim your mate then you have to tell her about our world sooner. The more she understands what kind of danger she’s in, the safer she’ll be. Do you understand?” Yoongi nodded again, but slower this time. The two of them finally broke away from their hug.

“How did you tell dad?” He asked. Bitna had to dig deep in her memories, since he hadn’t thought about it in a while.

“We where laying in bed when I accidentally mentioned something about getting bonded. He just kinda looked at me funny and I panicked, so I just blurted out ‘I’m a wolf!’ He laughed, thinking it was a joke or something” Bitna laughed remember the scene that had played out that day “I kept trying to keep a serious face to get him to believe me, but he just thought I was really good at acting or something. I got kinda angry that he wasn’t believing me, so I changed to wolf form right then and there to show him.”

“Well, how’d he take it?” Yoongi asked.

“Oh, he was terrified! He ran out and didn’t speak to me for three days.” Bitna laughed like it was an hilarious joke to her. “But he’s my mate, Yoongi. The universe eventually brought us back together in a park one day. He admitted that he did miss me, but the wolf thing diffidently scared him. We went back to my house and I explained everything. It was a lot of him at first, but he came around... as will she. She might get scared at first but that won’t stop her from loving you. You have to do it eventually, sooner rather than later. You’ll feel so much better once you tell her, I promise.” Yoongi nodded, understanding what his mother was trying to say. “Now go join your friends! You look so tense, go relax a bit. You’re safe here, Yoongi.” she smiles. Looking back down at Yoongi’s pants, she says “Wait, wait! Go change first, you’re dragging mud all over my floor.” Yoongi smiled and headed upstairs to his room to change. Now being is his own clothes, be put the dirty one in his hamper and walked into the kitchen to join in on the conversation. Jungkook and Hoseok where standing in the middle trying to get a cracker from their eye to their mouth without using their hands, making everyone in the room laugh. Yoongi stood next to you while you leaned against the counter. Putting his arm around you, he kissed the top of your head. He shoulders where droopy and his facial expression leaked with stress.

“What’s wrong?” You asked quietly. You figured if something was wrong, he probably didn’t want to announce it to the whole group even if they where his best friends. Yoongi shook his head and waved his hand slight as a sign of saying ‘no’. You just nodded in response and went back to watching teenage boys play with their food. Jungkook was the one who won the game, being the first one to get the cracker in his mouth. Hoseok let the cracker fall from his face out of anger and stomped his way over to where everyone else was standing.

“You know what we should do?” Jimin declared. “We should go down to the hut and play the bottle game.” The ‘hut’ was an old abandoned playground the boys frond when they where kids, and the bottle game is the game they played almost everytime they went there. It was a simple game really, basically you just threw rocks at all the empty bottle teenagers left their whenever they went to drink. All the bottle would be spread out across the playground and whoever hit the bottle that was furthest away won. They’d play this game whenever they where stressed or sad or something. As wolves, breaking things was very therapeutic. At first, breaking things semmed like a good idea to Yoongi, but then he remembered that the hut was outside of the pack barriers and there was no way in hell he’d risk running into that wolf again.

“Nah ah, no. No way.” Yoongi stated.

“Awe, is someone still afraid of the wolf?” You said teasingly. You’ve never really seen Yoongi scared and noticeably vulnerable, it was kinda cute.

“Wolf?” Namjoon questioned.

“Yeah, there was a wolf chasing us earlier. Don’t worry about it though, it’s probably long gone by now.” You said. Namjoon was most diffidently worried. A wolf, chasing another wolf?

“Please Hyung!” Jungkook begged. The bottle game was his favorite. He was the most emotional in the group so breaking things for him helped him calm his nerves, even if he wasn’t really worked up at the moment. “We can all outfight a wolf if any do come!” Yoongi knew he was right. Jungkook and Jimin where very strong, that’s why Bitna had put them of the defense line at such a young age. Together they where impossible to beat. Namjoon and Jin where the smartest, and the best at making quick decisions and giving orders. Taehyung, Hoseok, and Yoongi where the fastest ones. With all seven of them combined they created a perfectly balanced team great for protection. Bitna had put them on protection jobs before, and they’ve never lost. Yoongi knew Jungkook had a point.

“Fine..” Yoongi gave in “But I don’t wanna be there for long, okay?” They all nodded their heads in agreement. Yoongi then informed his mother of where they where going. She wasn’t sure if it was the best thing at the moment to go outside of barrier walls, but then again, the seven of them have never been defeated before. After Bitna gave her approval, the eight of you grabbed your shoes and headed out the door.

You all traveled in a group to the playground. You had strayed away from Yoongi to join Jungkook and Jimin in the front. Yoongi was in the back hanging out with Namjoon. “What did Y/N mean when she said you where being chased by a wolf?” he asked.

“Exactly that” replied Yoongi. “It wasn’t a wolf for our pack, but it was challenging me for my mate.” Namjoon was shocked. Challenging another wolf for their mate was looked down upon, and was considered a disgrace. It rarely happened, but when it did, it always ended pretty nasty.

“Well, what are you gonna do?” He asked.

“I have no idea. I mean, I have to tell her even sooner now! She just can’t go walking around town not know what’s after her, but I kinda just want to shield her from all the bad things, ya know? I mean i just found her, and i refuse to let someone take her away.” Yoongi was rambling, something he rarely did, but he didn’t care.

“We’ll protect you both no matter what,” Namjoon comforted “and we won’t let anyone lay a finger on Y/N.” Yoongi just nodded in response. “I’ll make sure to tell the others to stay on high alert.”

“High alert for what?” Taehyung jumped in out of no where, making Namjoon flinch.

“Someone is challenging Yoongi for his mate, that’s why another wolf was chasing them earlier. Just keep a look out for anything suspicious.” Informed Namjoon.

“Oh shit, really? Im sorry, Hyung.” Taehyung didn’t know any other way to comfort his friend, but Yoongi appreciated it anyways. Along the rest of the way, Namjoon pulled the other four boys aside one by one to let them know about the situation. Jungkook’s heart instantly dropped and angered poured out of his ears. Not only was this wolf trying to hurt his brother, but he was also trying to take away his new best friend. Jungkook saw you as like an older sister to him, even calling you Noona a few times when he wanted something or was just in a sweet mood. He decided that he wouldn’t leave your side until you where back inside the pack barrier.

About another five minutes had passed before you where all at the playground. The play set looked rusty and unsteady, diffidently something that shouldn’t be climbed on. The wood chips on the ground had turned a dark brown color and the dirt underneath was starting to show. There was a fence the bordered the area but a good portion of it had been cut down. There where empty bottles left from drunk teenagers scattered everywhere along with other food and drink wrappers and bottles. Some lost shoes and old gloves lingered around as well, and it was obvious people came here often, but no one ever bothered to clean up. Even the seven boys never picked up their broken bottled they smashed, there was broken bottled everywhere, some where put into a pile to at least some sort of maintenance around here, but a lot where just randomly scattered around. The placed looked like a dump, but a frequently visited one. “Okay!” shouted Jin. “Y/N and Jungkook, you two look on the far side of the hut for unbroken bottles we can use. Jimin and Taehyung, you look on this side for bottles. Hoseok and Yoongi, go hunt for rocks in the woods so we have something to throw.”

“What about you and Namjoon?” asked Hoseok.

“We’ll keep an eye out.” he was referring to the dangerous wolf trying to challenge Yoongi.

“An eye out for what?” you asked. Jin froze, he forgot you still didn’t know.

“Uh- he means watch over everyone. Ya know, help find rocks but also help find bottles. Just supervise... n’ stuff.” Said Namjoon to cover for Jin. You just shrugged. Jin was the oldest and Namjoon did have a leader type role in the group, so it kinda made sense for them to watch over everyone. You all then split up to do the tasked you where assigned to do. You and Jungkook walked to the other side of the playground, like told, and started picking up any bottles that weren't smashed already. You had a few bottles in your hand, when you hear Jungkook calling you.

“Y/N! There’s more bottles over here!” He was pointing towards behind a boulder that was just outside the playground fence.

“Okay!” you shouted as you made your way over to where he was, and he was right, there was a lot more unbroken bottles. A group of kids must have been drinking here recently cause they all looked new, some bottles even still had a little bit of alcohol in them. As you and Jungkook where behind the rock, Yoongi and Hoseok where in the woods collecting rocks like told. That left Jin, Namjoon, Jimin, and Taehyung left on the playground, brushing away wood chips to see if there where any bottles hidden underneath. The only thing the boys heard where the sound of their own footsteps, they didn’t even notice when a stranger had appeared.

“Hello?” The stranger shouted. Taehyung was the first to lift his head up, followed by the other three boys. “Hi! Um, Im kinda lost. I was taking a hike and I lost the trail I was following. Could you maybe tell me how to get back to town? Oh! and would it be okay if i used someone’s phone? Mine died a while back and my sister probably worried sick.” Taehyung raised his eyebrow. Why did this guy look so familiar? How was he supposed to know this wasn’t the guy that was trying to challenge Yoongi? Taehyung turned his head back to ask for his Hyungs’ opinions. They all just looked at each other for a moment. Jin just shrugged and Namjoon just kept his expression blank. Taehyung couldn’t sense this guy was a wolf, so he must have really just been a lost hiker. Plus, if he was a wolf then he must have been smart enough to know there was no way he’d stand a chance against seven others.

“Yeah.. sure.” Taehyung said. The man then sighed in relief and stepped towards where the boy was standing. “It’s just a five minute walk that way to get to the main road.” he said as he pointed in the direction in which the eight of you came. He then reached in his pocket to pull out his phone for the stranger to use. In all honesty, it wasn’t unusual for the boys to meet a stranger here. People came here all the time to get drunk or high. Often people hiking who got lost always asked them for help, just like this situation now. Taehyung unlocked his phone and held it out for the man to take, but oddly enough the stranger didn’t/

“I’m Chris.” he introduced. Something about this guy gave Taehyung the spooks.

“Um.. Taehyung.” he replied, introducing himself back.

“Wait a minute!” Shouted Jimin. “You’re that guy from the pizza place, the one harassing our friend.” Jimin pushed Taehyung out of the way to stand right in front of Chris. The boys had already grown suspicious of Chris before the recognized him, but now that they know he had tried to hurt you before, there was no way they’d let him come any closer. There was a good chance this was the guy trying to claim you. All four of the boys had started to walk closer to form a mini wall in front of him.

“Oh..” Chris awkwardly chuckled “yeah, I was in idiot. Her boyfriend didn’t seem to like me very much, heh.”

“Yeah,” said Jimin “he doesn’t.” The two stared intense eye contact for a few seconds before someone came walking out of the woods.

Hoseok and Yoongi had collected a lot of rocks and their arms where starting to get heavy, so they decided to walk back. Yoongi’s heart shot up in fear and anger when he saw the one person he was sure was trying to challenge him for his mate. Immediately he dropped all the rocks and rushed over. He was panicking cause he didn’t know where you where, you didn’t seem to be anywhere in sight. “What are you doing here?” Yoongi shouted. Chris’s eyes looked like they could shoot out fire when he saw Yoongi walking towards him.

“Im lost” said Chris.

“Lost my ass, what are you really doing here?” By the way Chris was looking at him, there was no doubt this was the wolf from earlier. Chris just chuckled as he rolled his neck.

“Well... again, I didn’t come to start anything... today” he claimed.

“You sure seemed to want to start something this morning.” Yoongi gritted through his teeth. Chris just smiled. That was conformation for everyone in the group that this was the guy trying to claim you.

“You figured it out, huh? I have to say I enjoyed watching you run. You’re more of a pussy than I thought you where.” He chuckled. “So, where is she? I know you came here with her, I wanna see her.”

“She’s busy.” Cut in Namjoon. Just at that moment, you and Jungkook came out behind the rock and where walking towards the group. Since the six of them where blocking Chris from your direction, you couldn’t tell what was going on.

“Hyung!” Jungkook shouted “We got bottles, and a lot of them too!” The whole group turned around, reveling who they where all standing in front of. Your smile vanished when you saw it was your least favorite person on the planet.

“Chris?” you shouted “What the fuck are you doing here?” How the heck did he even find you guys out here anyways? Chris just smiled at you. ‘Oh god,’ you thought ‘what is he up to now?’

“Im here for you sweetheart!” he said back. Jungkook stopped in his tracks when he pieced together what was happening from context clues. The both of you where only half way across the playground when he put his hand in front of you to stop you from walking any closer. “What are you doing?” you asked him.

“Don’t go any closer.” he said.

“Kookie, it’s just my ex. He’s a dick and the worst he’ll do is try and convince me to be with him again.” You found his protectionist cute, but unnecessary.

“No,” he said sternly “Im serious, don’t move.” Now you where really confused. Why was everyone freaking out? It’s just Chris. Jungkook then stood in front of you to use his body as a shield.

“Fine.” Chris said “You won’t come to me then I’ll come to you.” he started walking towards you but didn’t make it very far, cause Hoseok pushed him back. Everytime he’d try and push his way through one of the boys would hold him back. Chris realized he wasn’t gonna get to you unless he did something about it. he then turned to Yoongi. “Have you told her yet?” he asked. Yoongi just raised his eyebrow, “about what we are?” Yoongi didn’t respond but Chris got the hint that you where still clueless. “Well,” he said “Then I’ll make it easier for you.”

You didn’t see much, all you saw was Chris falling to the floor and the boys started to back up. What was going on? Was Chris drunk or something? “Jungkook!” Yoongi shouted “Get her out of here!” In an instant Jungkook took your hand and started running. The other boys had all started to transform into their wolf forms to stop Chris from getting any closer. There was no way in hell they’d be able to stop him in their human forms.

Jungkook thought he was running fast enough so you wouldn’t be able to see anything, but he was wrong. The last thing you saw was your boyfriend’s body shifting in an ungodly way. Suddenly, you recognized his form had turned into the wolf from the lake. Seeing him and his friend’s bodied morph into beasts made you stop running to look back. Jungkook realized you let go and looked back to see you watching the scene take place. It must have been too much for you, cause your face turned white and had the look for pure horror on your face.

The last thing you remembered was falling to the ground, and everything went black.

End of Chapter 4

{Hi lovelies! Oh my gosh Im so sorry this was a day late. I started school and things have been pretty busy recently but I hope you enjoyed the chapter regardless. I’ll be updating every Saturday now (maybe Sundays if I need a bit more time) but yeah. Feel free to ask questions or make comments. The smut scene is coming soon I promise. It’ll either be next chapter or the chapter afterwards, depending on how the story line plays out. Okay, that’s it! Have a nice day!}

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