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Welcome to the Pack

(It’s finally done, I feel so dumb for not finishing in October, but I hope you still enjoy it!)

Chapter 1 (Mistakes were Made)

The morning sun shines between the silky curtains, lighting up a small room with little furniture present. Ethan, lying in a bed under the covers, takes a deep breath and squints his eyes open. He slowly rolls from his side onto his back and brushes his blue hair off of his face while staring at the partially blurry ceiling. He blinks a few times to force the sleepiness away and the ceiling becomes clearer. He turns his head to his left to find his glasses resting on a small bedside table. He pulls his left arm out from under the covers, revealing a blood-stained bandage wrapped around his forearm, and grabs his glasses. Ethan sits himself up and puts them on. Wait… That’s weird.

Ethan squints in confusion and takes the glasses back off. Everything around him in the room looks as clear as day. He can see the uneven paint strokes covering the door. The bumpy texture on the walls around him was more prominent. He can even see the smudges and dust particles on the lenses of his glasses. He places the glasses back on, his vision becomes blurred. He takes them off once more and stares down at them with bewilderment. He then shifts himself to the side of the bed, drops his feet to the wooden floor, and places his glasses in his shorts pocket while sitting on the edge.

Ethan’s attention then switches to his left arm, more specifically, the bandage with a large bloodstain in the shape of the letter u. He studies it for a brief moment, his heart rate quickens and his lips slightly part as the memories suddenly begin to rush back. He leans forward to rest his elbows on his thighs. A memory appears in his mind, he remembers laughing to the point his chest got sore. Around him were his new friends, the whole gang was gathered. Amy, Kathryn, Tyler, Sean, Bob, Wade, and… Mark. They all hung out in the living room, drinking beverages and munching on some snacks, sharing multiple stories and jokes, but also doing their hardest not to choke from laughter. They all celebrated the new memories and videos they all made together, and their newest member of the group, Ethan, who had been working for Mark for about a month now. Ethan was then standing beside Mark, thanking him for everything and the opportunity, and emphasizing the joy he felt working with them all.

Mark gave him a big smile in return, then quickly looked to the right to notice Amy look over at him. The two exchanged nods, then looked around and did the same with the others, causing Ethan to raise an eyebrow. The room grew quiet.

“Ethan,” Mark spoke. Ethan turned his attention back to Mark and answered, “Yeah?” He watched as Mark’s expression became a bit serious.

Ethan suddenly shakes his head, snapping out of the memory and back to the bedroom he was sitting in. He looks at his bandaged arm once more with a scared shaky breath, his expression now filled to the brim with anxiety. His breathing gradually slows back to normal. He drops his arms to his side with a sigh and forces himself out of bed, not wanting to relive the rest of the night…

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Ethan exits the bedroom and stares down the empty hallway. He walks across to the bathroom and shuts the door behind him. He flicks the light switch on and pulls his phone out of his other pocket. He presses the home button and the screen displays the time, 8:45 a.m. Underneath were a few notifications, but he lets his screen go dark as his attention switches to the mirror in front of him. Ethan notices his face and immediately freezes. His phone drops out of his hand, landing on the counter with a thud. One hand shoots to his face, feeling that his skin was smooth… he couldn’t believe it, his acne was gone!

“What the…” Ethan mutters to himself. How on Earth? No person’s face could just do that overnight… Not wanting to stress himself, and not wanting the memory to return, Ethan shakes his head with a sigh, leaves the bathroom, and quietly heads down the stairs, praying he could head out the door and away from this craziness without seeing Mark again…

Ethan enters the kitchen and turns toward the living room to see Amy and Chica chilling together on the couch and watching TV. Amy turns her head to him and sits forward.

“Hey!” Amy gets up from the couch and walks over to the now nervous Ethan, who could not make himself at least grin, and he was trying. “I was just wondering if I should go check on you, how are you feeling?”

“Uh… I’m ok…” Ethan absentmindedly looks at the floor as his right hand grabs his arm, gently gripping the bandaged area. Amy looks down at his forearm, her smile fades for a moment, but she forces it back on. She carefully grabs his bandaged arm, causing him to slightly jump and look at her with a bit of surprise.

“You know,” Amy tells him, “you don’t need this anymore.” Ethan raises an eyebrow as Amy begins to unravel the bandage. “If you've ever seen any werewolf movies, you might remember that most of them could heal fast. In the real world, though, that’s the case for all of them.” Within a few seconds, the bandage is peeled off, revealing a wound free arm, causing Ethan’s jaw to drop. He pulls his arm back to study it, his right hand up and down his forearm a few times. Not a single touch or squeeze causes any pain, his arm doesn’t even feel sore. It was as if he was never wounded, he wishes that was the case...

Ethan’s heart rate picks up, the word “werewolf” becomes stuck in his head... yet he also feels a bit confused why she sounds so calm? Does she not understand what happened last night? Pausing the questioning for a moment, he sighs, “This.. is really happening?... And Mark is actually…?” Amy sighs but looks him in the eyes with a reassuring smile.

“I know exactly how you’re feeling, I know what’s going through your mind. This is all really strange, and somewhat scary at first. But trust me when I say you don’t have to feel scared, you can trust us.” Meanwhile, Chica jumps down from the couch and walks over to them with a wagging tail. Amy turns to her and greets her with a grin. Ethan looks at her as well, but doing so causes her to freeze in place and stop wagging her tail. Confused, he holds his hand out to her, giving her permission to come closer for some head scratches. However, Chica’s eyes stare at him with a bit of fear and confusion. A small whimper escapes through her mouth as she backs away and goes to lay beside the couch and out of Ethan and Amy’s sight. Amy looks back at Ethan with pity, seeing him look down and pull back his now slightly shaking hand.

“You hungry?” she asks to temporarily take his mind off the situation. Ethan picks his head up to look at her.

“Well.. yeah, but-”

“Then come sit, I’ll make breakfast,” Amy cuts him off and leads him to the dining room table. Ethan tries to turn around.

“No, you really don’t have to.” Amy continues to nudge him towards a seat and urges “It’s alright, I insist. You’re gonna need food anyway.” Amy smiles at him, causing him to give in and sit in a chair at the table.

“Thanks, Amy…”

“Don’t worry about it.

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The kitchen and the rooms nearby are filled with a constant sizzling. The aroma of eggs and sausages fill the air, some slices of bread are toasting in the toaster as well. Amy works her way around the kitchen, grabbing plates and cups from the cabinets, using a spatula to scramble the eggs and rotate the sausages. Every batch in the frying pans and toaster are transferred to three large plates that are piled high with the separated breakfast foods and resting at the center of the table. Ethan is sitting at the end of the table, enjoying his fairly large plate of food. Amy quickly walks through one doorway with a frying pan filled with eggs and empties it onto the egg platter. Suddenly, in the other doorway that leads to the kitchen, Sean enters and greets the two with a big grin.

“Hey guys!” he says with slight cheer and walks over to them. The two return his greeting with quick smiles, then Amy returns to the kitchen and Ethan returns to his meal. Sean takes a seat in the chair beside Ethan, sits back, and rests an arm on the back of the seat.

“How’s it goin’, Ethan?” Ethan looks up from his plate and swallows the food in his mouth.

“I’m as good as I can be, I guess..” Ethan looks back down at his plate with a sad look and pushes his food around with his fork. Sean stares at him for a moment, seeing and sensing Ethan’s mental distress… Amy quickly comes back into the dining room and hands Sean a plate, utensils, and a glass of water, then heads back to the kitchen.

“Hey, Ethan.” Sean stares at him with a smile forming on his face.

“Hm?” Ethan responds and looks up at him while taking a sip out of his cup. Sean quickly giggles to himself, then looks up and leans in a bit closer to Ethan.

“Wanna hear a story?” Sean asks, hoping in his mind that a bit of humor would help. Ethan places his cup down, places his arms crisscrossed on the table, and leans in to listen closely. Through many occasional chuckles, Sean begins.

“This one time when I was at Mark’s, he was taking a nap in the afternoon. I decided to pull a prank on him, and boy was it pretty good. And you’d think that since he was in his wolf form, he would be able to sense me comin’. But luckily, the night before, Mark stayed up ‘til around 5 in the mornin’ to finish editing. I warned him not to ‘cause he had been workin’ all day, but he didn’t listen. Then at around 7 AM, he went outside to the woods in his wolf form for a bit of exercise, thinking it would give him energy for the day. When he returned, he had burned himself out, so he just frickin’ plopped on the couch and was out cold quick. So I decided to mess with him for not listenin’. I snuck to the kitchen and filled a bowl with ice-cold water. Then I snuck up behind the couch, yelled his name as loud as I could to make him jump and then I dumped the whole bowl all over him. He stood up shivering and growing frustrated. I was already laughing hard, but then he tried to run at me and ended up slipping on the water on the floor and landing on his face. It reminded me of a frickin’ cartoon and I nearly died laughing. I know it seems kinda cruel, but it was also sort of payback for him messing with me in a game a few days earlier”

Ethan politely lets out a fake giggle, he fins the story was funny, but picturing werewolf Mark destroyed his pleasure... His fake laughter quickly ceases as the image continues to haunt him. He quietly sighs and looks back down at the bit of food remaining on his plate to clear his mind. After Sean fills his own plate with some breakfast, he places his fork beside his plate and looks at Ethan.

“You wanna know somethin’ else?” Ethan looks back up at him and slightly tilts his head.

“Like Mark, I have a little secret too, but don’t go runnin’ off after I show ya,” Sean demands. Ethan lets out a sigh through his nose and gives him a nod. Sean grins at him, then turns his head to the kitchen and notices salt and pepper shakers sitting on the counter. Sean lifts his left hand in the air a few inches from his body. Suddenly, a green glowing energy surrounds them, lifting them off of the counter and into mid-air. Sean moves his raised hand slightly closer to himself in a pulling-like motion, causing the shakers to float towards him and land on the table next to his plate. The green glow disappears, Sean grabs the salt and sprinkles a bit on his food. With a small grin, he looks over at Ethan, who’s eyes are nearly bulging out of his head, and the fork in his hand falls and lands on the table with a clatter.

“Magic exists too?!” Ethan shouts with surprise.

“Yup. When I was young, my father taught me and my siblings magic he learned from his father. He told us that his side of the family possesses power, and he could sense a bit of it inside of all five of us. Then he trained us and taught us about everything else that exists” With that last sentence, Amy enters the room with her own tableware and sits in a chair across from Sean. She serves herself some food while Sean digs into his plate.

“Wish I knew some magic,” Amy comments, “it would make work a little easier.” Sean giggles in response.

Ethan, however, sits back in his chair with shock in his eyes, his mind flooding with questions that cause his head to ache. Was there anything else he didn’t know? Is anyone else that he knows keeping secrets from him? What’s going to happen now that he wasn’t human anymore?...

In the same doorway Sean walked through, Bob and Wade come into the dining room with upset looks on their faces.

“Hey, guys…” Bob says, obtaining the attention of Sean and Amy.

“Any luck talking to Mark?” Amy asks with some worry.

“He wouldn’t talk to us, and he wouldn’t let us into his room.”

“He’s not taking this situation very well, but I guess we can’t blame him…” Wade adds with a sigh.

As they talk, Ethan continues sitting there, lost in his thoughts and feeling overwhelmed with unwelcomed emotions. He unintentionally begins to think back to last night once again. He sees himself surrounded by the others, they were all silent as they watched him and Mark.

“Ethan,” Mark spoke, “we’re all just so grateful to have you with us, we’re really glad you’re enjoying time with all of us, and we really enjoy our time with you. I’m glad we became friends and that we’re able to make videos together.” Ethan showed him a big smile. Mark took a few steps away from Ethan but still faced him. “We really appreciate what you add to our group, and we trust you a lot. And because we do… There’s something I want to show you, something that I believe I can trust you with at this point.” Mark stopped a few feet from him and took a few deep breaths.

“Mark, what is it?” Ethan watched him with a raised eyebrow.

“Look, this is gonna be very weird,” Mark responds while he pulls off his shoes, “but please just stay calm.”

“I don’t understand...” Ethan looked around at the others, hoping someone would explain or at least give clues.

“You will.” Tyler stared at Ethan with his arms crossed and a calm, yet serious expression.

“Just trust us,” Amy added. Ethan’s attention returned to Mark when he took one last deep breath and closed his eyes.

“Ethan!” Sean exclaims, causing Ethan to snap out of the memory and look up at everyone in the dining room with a gasp. Ethan composes himself and sits up.

“Yeah?” Ethan’s voice cracks.

“You okay?” Bob asks with concern. Ethan clears his throat and stands up, grabbing his tableware.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m just gonna.. go put my other clothes back on.”

“Hold on,” Amy tells him while getting out of her seat, “your other shirt got a bit of blood on it, I’ll lend you one of Mark’s.”

“..Ok, thanks...” Ethan walks into the kitchen, Amy follows behind him. The other three stay in the dining room and look at each other. Sean sighs, “Ethan isn’t doing very good either.. What’s Tyler and Kathryn up to?” Bob and Wade sit at the table.

“They wanted to try and talk to Mark too, not sure if it’ll work though..” Bob answers. The three sigh and look down at the table. Sean then suddenly looks up.

“I think Ethan needs somethin’ to temporarily take his mind off of this while the rest of us help Mark, and then we’ll figure out what to do, and quick. Tyler said the next full moon’s tomorrow.” Their faces become filled with concern, they occasionally tap their fingers on the table, trying to make themselves think.

“What if we take him out for a walk?” Sean and Bob look at Wade. “Maybe fresh air is what he needs, and maybe me and Bob can talk to him to help him feel better about this situation.”

“Alright,” Sean responds, “just be careful not to say anything that’ll freak him out more.”

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“What’re we doing?” Ethan asks in confusion as Bob and Wade lead him to the front door.

“We’re taking you out for a little walk,” Bob answers, “we thought it would be good for you since you’re feeling.. You know.”

“Just don’t go running off on us,” Wade comments as he opens the door. Ethan looks at them both, then heads out the door with a sigh of defeat. Bob and Wade quickly turn back to give Sean, who was watching from the kitchen, two thumbs up. Sean responds with a nod and a smile, then the two head out the door and close it behind them.

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“Mark’s still in there?” Amy asks when she comes across Kathryn and Tyler in the upstairs hallway.

“He’s really hard to talk to when he’s this upset…” Kathryn sighs and frowns.

“I don’t think we can convince him right now, it’s probably best to give him just a little more time. Sorry, Amy..” Tyler tells her and walks past her with Kathryn. The two head downstairs, but Amy heads for the bedroom with some determination. She stops at the bedroom door and leans against it. She lifts her hand with hesitation and lightly knocks.

“Mark?...” On the other side of the door, Mark, who is sitting hunched forward on the side of his bed facing away from the door, slightly picks his head up to the side and remains silent.

“Come on, Mark. I know this situation’s scary and stressful, but you need to talk to someone. Maybe let that someone be me?” A shaky sigh escapes Mark’s mouth as he turns his head away. He places his elbows on his legs and rests his chin in his hands, pressing his hands against his mouth as he struggles to hold back tears and avoid breaking down.

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“So uh, you heard about the new game coming out next year?” Bob asks the other two. Wade furrows his eyebrows and looks at him. “I dunno, which one?” Ethan, not paying them any attention, is walking in front of them, his hands stuffed in his jeans pockets and his eyes fixed on the ground. The three are walking down the sidewalk, Bob begins to explain with his hands while speaking.

“It’s the one where a group of alien warriors saves you, the main character, from the planet that went up in flames, they take you to their world and raise you to become a hero like them.” Ethan’s ears slowly tune their conversation out as he focuses on his thoughts and surroundings. He lifts his head up and watches a couple of small birds flies by. He looks at the trees along the sidewalk gently swaying in the breeze. Suddenly, a dog’s bark steals his attention. His head snaps to the left to see a woman walking a black german shepherd up the street on the opposite sidewalk. The dog stares at Ethan and lets out a few more barks before the dog and its owner are far behind them. That dog.. looked awfully familiar... Ethan looks back at the ground in front of him, his heart rate and breathing quickening as the memory continues in his mind once again.

He sees Mark closing his eyes as he takes one last deep breath. Ethan watched him with confusion, but suddenly… it started. Ethan looked at Mark’s hands in shock when he saw his fingers sort of stiffen as his nails lengthened and sharpened. He looked up at Mark’s face to see his face slightly scrunch with discomfort and his teeth lightly grit, only he saw fangs now in place of his canines. The stubble on the sides of his face thickened into sideburns as his ears grew pointy. Hair began to sprout on the backs of his arms and along the back of his neck. His muscles gradually grew larger as the hair continued to spread and slowly thicken into fur. There were audible cracks as his height began to steadily increase by a foot. His limbs lengthened a bit as well. Then his claws thickened and blackened as his fingertips and palms began to bulge into pads. As the fur covered his entire body, his clothes tore in some spots and a fluffy tail ripped through the back of his pants underneath the waistband. His feet stretched into wolf-like hindlegs as his jaw lengthened into a muzzle and his long ears moved to the top of his head. A relieved huff escaped his mouth, signifying the transformation was over. His eyes opened to reveal a pair of glowing amber irises that see Ethan standing frozen in shock with his eyes bulging.

Mark’s tail swished as he semi-nervously stared at Ethan.

“So yeah,” Mark spoke while taking a step forward, “this is it.” Ethan instinctively took a few steps back.

“Ethan?” Mark raised an eyebrow and walked a little closer. Ethan’s breathing picked up as he backed away faster. The others called out to him too, but he quickly spun around and took off away from them, heading for the front door. Mark ran after him, still calling out his name and begging him to stop. Before Ethan could reach the door, Mark suddenly tripped on a stray dog toy, lost his footing, and fell towards Ethan, who managed to spin around in time to see him falling. Ethan quickly held his arms up in front of his face in defense and Mark slammed into him, knocking him to the floor. Almost immediately, Ethan screamed out in pain and the others stared in shock. Mark noticed the taste of blood in his mouth, and he opened his eyes to see he had Ethan’s left forearm caught between his teeth. Ethan opened his eyes to see it too. Mark instantly dropped his arm, picked himself off of Ethan, and crouched a few feet away from him with ears lowered, allowing Ethan to sit up. Mark and the others were silent, some breathing and Ethan’s loud pained huffing were the only present sounds. Ethan grasped his wound, blood dripped between his fingers and splattered on the floor. His eyes grew red as tears welled up from the agonizing throbbing in his forearm. His stare went from his injury to Mark’s traumatized face. Ethan’s breathing endlessly quickened, but his vision began to blur. The pain consumed his mind, making him more and more lightheaded until... everything went black.

Ethan’s attention suddenly returns to Bob and Wade now crouching in front of him and staring with worry. Ethan’s body is tense and hunched forward while he sat on the ground with his back pressing against a tree. His breathing was now shaky and accelerated.

“Ethan, take it easy!” Bob spoke in an attempt to calm his hyperventilating. Ethan presses the bottoms of his palms into his temples and grasps his hair between his fingers.

“Just breathe!” Wade slightly shouts, causing Ethan to jump. Ethan forces himself to take a deep breath, followed by a set of deeper breaths that eventually slow his heart rate and allow his body to relax. Ethan slowly releases his hair and rests his forearms on his knees.

“There you go..” Ethan looks at the two, then lowers his forehead into his arms with a shaky breath.

“Ethan,” Wade says and places his hand on Ethan’s arm, “talk to us.” Ethan slowly lifts his head, his eyes growing pink. His expression becomes greatly saddened as a few tears escape his eyes.

“...I don’t think I can handle this.” Ethan’s voice cracks with panic as he pulls his legs into a tight embrace. “I don’t understand what the heck is going on, and why to me... Why did Mark do this?...” Bob and Wade look at each other with some surprise for a moment, then back at Ethan’s sorrowful expression.

“Ethan.. Mark never planned this to happen, he thought he could reveal himself and you would accept what you saw. But…”

“But he didn’t think you’d freak out like you did.” Wade cuts in, his comment earning him an elbow in the arm from Bob. Ethan watches the two, questioning whether to believe them as he still questioned everything else.

“Trust us, Ethan, we’ve been there. When Mark was still new to this, we were very skeptical when he tried telling us about it. But then the stress of college got to him one day and we witnessed him sort of freak out. Luckily, none of us got hurt, and no one else was around, but we were still really scared. But we knew Mark well, we knew if he were to ever hurt us, it wouldn’t be intentional.” Ethan stares up at Bob’s reassuring smile.

“The best thing you can do now is to try clearing the air, work things out with Mark ‘cause you’re gonna need to right away.” Bob stands up, holding out his hand to Ethan. He helps Ethan up after eventually, he decided to grab his hand. As Ethan stands up, they’re given weird looks from a jogger that runs by.

“Let’s just enjoy outside for a bit longer.” Bob grins at Ethan, who responds with a nod and another fake grin. The three once again head down the sidewalk, though some emotional pain still plagues Ethan’s mind...

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“Amy… please, I don’t wanna talk right now…” Mark hugs himself as he shivers from stress, unable to escape the thought of the pain he caused, and the pain he knows Ethan will go through soon...

“There’s no denying that mistakes were made, but we can’t change what happened. I’m not saying that what you did was ok, but I’m also not saying you should beat yourself up for it. Just.. just open up to me, please.” Mark stays sitting for another moment, then gets up and slowly walks to the door. His hand reaches for the doorknob, hesitates for a second, but then opens the door with a sigh and steps back, allowing Amy to enter. She looks at his hurt expression, his frown filled with pain, his eyes filled with sorrow and bright pink from the tears now building up. With a shaky sigh, his eyes shut, allowing his tears to stream down his face as he lowers his head.

“I don’t know what to do...” he says with a sniffle, “This is the worst I’ve ever messed up, I hurt him and I deserve to feel hurt for it… I never imagined this would happen, now it did and… he never deserved anything like this, he never should have had me in his life…”

Amy frowns and pulls him into a hug, resting a hand on the back of his head to pull it into her shoulder and gently rub his hair.

“No one deserves to go through this, but you both deserved to meet each other. You’re both good men, you’ve always deserved the best, no matter how many mistakes you’ve made. You’re his idle, and I don’t think anything in the world could change that. I know this is a very tough situation, but you can’t seclude yourself and drown yourself in this pain and stress for the rest of your life. Even if he never admits it, he needs your help to get him through this, and you need him to show that you can be forgiven.” Amy releases Mark and he looks down.

“But, he must hate me right now… He’s probably terrified just thinking of me…”

“Sure, maybe he is, but that isn’t going to last forever. Maybe soon he’ll realize he’ll need to forgive you, and that you’re not so scary after all. You just gotta take a chance and confront him.”

“I don’t.. I don’t know if I can talk to him…”

“Yes you can, because you’ll have all of us there to help you both get through this, no matter what happens.” Mark looks into her eyes with a grateful expression.

“You’re all too good for me…” Amy gently puts a hand on Mark’s cheek and wipes away the line of tears with her thumb.

“Everyone deserves good in their lives, Mark, especially you.” She quickly leans in and lands a heartfelt kiss on his cheek.

‘Now come on, let’s get you some breakfast.” Mark and Amy exit the bedroom together, happily holding hands.

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“You sure you’re doing ok for now, Mark?” Amy stands beside him, lightly hugging his arm, causing him to smile and finally feel at peace.

“I mean, yeah. You guys cheered me up a bit, and I think Ethan could be doing better too. All that’s left to worry about is tomorrow.” The gang’s conversation is interrupted when the front door opens, in walks Bob, Wade, and Ethan. Bob and Wade smile and laugh while Ethan is only showing a slight grin. Ethan spots Mark hanging out with the others in the living room, his eyes widen, fear consumes his mind as he freezes in the doorway. Silence fills the room as the others turn to the door, Mark’s smile slightly fades at the sight of a still scared Ethan. Despite the advice and reassurance from most of the group, Ethan still finds it hard to see Mark as the same guy. The kind legend he looked up to, the man he backflipped for despite the crowd watching. That man was replaced by a terrifying beast. Ethan’s mind still greets him with terrifying images of werewolf Mark knocking him to the floor, his open maw with large fangs growing closer with every moment. Mark opens his mouth to speak, but stays silent, not able to find any words. Even he still fears and finds trouble confronting his friend. Not knowing what to do and not having enough courage, Ethan rushes through the living room and up the stairs, avoiding looking at anyone’s face.

Mark’s face drops and his heart suddenly aches in a familiar way from the past. For a moment, Mark is also taken back to the night before. He remembers the fear he saw in Ethan’s eyes, a fear that he caused, and that causes him to feel like a beast. The cold pain grew in his heart knowing that moment changed Ethan, and no amount of wishing or regret could take that moment away... Mark lets out a shaky breath and walks away from the group, heading towards the back of the house.

“I need a moment…” he tells the others. Amy reaches a hand out to grab Mark’s arm but finds herself freeze before making contact, not knowing what words would fix this. Chica, who’s laying against the wall by the stairs, watches Mark walk and lets out a small whimper.

“So much for tomorrow being the only thing to worry about…” Sean comments while crossing his arms. A few others sigh, but Bob and Wade walk over to them.

“Alright guys, yes, it’s gonna be really difficult getting those two to talk to each other, but we probably can’t do much more to convince them at the moment. I think right now we should start planning what we need to do tomorrow.”

“Yeah, I’ve already got some ideas. Once the six of us come up with a solid plan, I’ll talk to Mark about it. Ok?” Everyone responds to Tyler’s announcement with nods.

“I think we can all agree step one is hoping this all goes right…” Wade sighs.

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Chapter 2 (Everything Changes):

A single bulb lights up a small room, a window in the back wall lets in the darkness of the night, along with a bit of moonlight. A table sits at the center, surrounded by everyone, but Ethan. While he is resting, the group is gathered and looking around at each other.

“Alright,” Tyler announces, “let’s go over this one last time. Bob and Wade are in charge of fortifying. They’ll head to the nearest hardware store to buy some silver that’ll prevent Ethan from breaking out of this room. Mark and I are in charge of fuel. We’ll head out to the supermarket to buy plenty of groceries. Amy, Kathryn, and Sean will stay here. They’ll set up the tech and the room, and comfort Ethan if needed until we all come back. Once we’re all prepared, Mark, despite how they both feel, will have a talk with Ethan. Then Mark will comfort him through his transformation and leave the room before Ethan can attack. Then the rest of the night is waiting around or sleeping, depending on how we’re all feeling. Everyone got that?” Nods are exchanged among the group.

“I promise.. I’ll talk to him,” Mark tells them, “even if it feels impossible, and even if he keeps trying to avoid me.” Mark looks down at the table while the others show looks of concern. Tyler, however, raises an eyebrow.

“No matter what?” Mark looks up at him, hesitating to speak for a moment.

“..No matter what.”

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The morning sun pours into the house’s windows. Ethan continues to rest, being kept in bed by lack of sleep due to the remaining trauma. The door of the bedroom quietly cracks open and Amy’s head peaks in to find him sound asleep. She slowly shuts the door and turns around to face Mark.

“Maybe you should just let him rest, maybe that will help him a bit.” Mark nods in agreement and the two sneak down the hall, heading for the stairs.

“I was hoping we could work things out right away,” Mark sighs, “maybe this is better?...” The two head into the kitchen and walk over to the counter.

“Maybe I could try in the afternoon?...” Mark looks nervous and stares down at the counter with uncertainty. Amy moves closer beside him and gently rubs a hand on his back.

“Whenever you can, I know you can do it.” Mark looks at her with a forming grin, Amy gives one too as Mark tilts his head to gently rest it against hers, feeling a moment of relief.

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The day grows closer to noon, Amy and Sean are sitting together on the couch, desperately attempting to get a camera working. Kathryn soon joins them with a laptop. Mark and Tyler quickly pass through the room and head to the front door. They stop for a minute and turn back to the other three.

“We’ll be back in a while, good luck with setting up.” Tyler waves goodbye as he opens the door, Mark gives a wave as well before they both step out. Bob and Wade rush through the room as well, grabbing the front door before it closes.

“Same from us,” Bob says as he and Wade face the three. They quickly turn back, head out of the door, and shut it behind them. Amy and Sean’s attention return to the camera while Kathryn types away. Meanwhile, Ethan momentarily eavesdrops at the top of the stairs.

“I don’t understand,” Amy comments, “we filmed with this camera a week ago.” Ethan slowly comes down the stairs.

“Maybe check the batteries?” Sean suggests while pointing. Ethan reaches the bottom of the stairs, causing the other three to look up at him.

“Hey man.” Sean shows him a grin. “Uh, how’re you doin’?” Ethan walks into the living room while stuffing his hands in his pants pockets.

“Well…” Ethan looks down and sighs. “You want it straight?”

“Yeah, just be honest,” Kathryn responds. Ethan looks up at their smiles.

“Alright. I’m still really terrified, kind of on edge, and pretty hungry.” The others stare with worry for a moment. ”Well, I can fix one of those,” Amy tells him, “Want some cereal?” Ethan looks at her with a nod as she puts the camera aside and gets up from the couch, leading Ethan to the kitchen. She grabs a bowl from a cabinet and a box of cereal from another. While she pours cereal, Ethan grabs the milk from the fridge and a spoon from a drawer. He pours the milk and places the spoon in the bowl. Amy gives him a smile and puts away the cereal and milk.

“Thanks,” Ethan says as he grabs the bowl and stands by the side of the counter. “So what’re you guys up to?” Ethan eats a spoonful of cereal while he watches Amy walk back over to Sean and Kathryn.

“We’re setting up this camera and laptop to keep an eye on you in the room tonight.” Ethan stops moving cereal around with his spoon and raises an eyebrow at Kathryn.

“... Keep an eye on me?” Amy’s expression slightly drops while Ethan takes another spoonful.

“Oh yeah, we didn’t really tell you about the first full moon yet…” Sean gets up from the couch, volunteering himself to speak with a partially nervous look.

“You see, every new werewolf turns against their will on their first full moon, and yours is tonight. I hate to be frank, but you’re not gonna be yourself. You’re gonna go through a lot of pain when you transform. And when that’s over, you won’t be in control. You’ll try to break out to attack and hunt for anything living you can find, and you won’t remember anything you did the next day.” Ethan stares with shock, his spoon drops out of his hand and into his bowl while he gulps the cereal in his mouth.

“... Well.. that’s relieving.” Ethan stares at the floor as he places his bowl on the counter. Sean walks over to him as he leans his side against the counter.

“I’m sorry, man.” Sean stands beside him. “I can’t sugarcoat it, it’s gonna start out really rough. But that pain won’t last forever, over time you’ll get used to turning. And ya don’t have to worry about hurting anybody tonight, we’re all making sure that won’t happen. If there was a cure, we would frantically search across the whole world to find it for you. But, unfortunately, you’re gonna go through this and all we can do to help is be there for you while you go through it.” Ethan nervously sighs and stands up straight. He slowly lifts his shaky hands, turning them to stare down at his palms, part of him wondering what he saw Mark do would feel like, but the rest of him fearing what’s to come.

“I know what I saw Mark do was real, but it’s still so hard to believe this is all happening. That I’m actually gonna… change.” Ethan places a hand on his head and lowers his other hand.

“I know, I know what you’re goin’ through. Trust me, my siblings and I felt a similar way when magic was revealed to us, and when we learned of what else exists in our world. But like I said, you will get used to it all after a while.” Sean gives Ethan a soft pat on the back. “Just try not to think about this too much, you can’t stop it from happening, you gotta try to accept it and let it happen.” Ethan stares down for another moment, then looks up at Sean’s reassuring smile.

“Ok…” Ethan sighs and walks over to the living room with Sean. “Is there anything I can do to help?” Sean sits beside Amy, who, with a bit of frustration, is fiddling with the camera.

“We can’t get this stupid camera to work.” Ethan sits on the couch and holds out his hands towards Amy.

“Here, let me see.”

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In the chilled fresh produce section of a supermarket, Mark and Tyler are in the vegetable section, searching around for ingredients on their list. Mark looks through the different bags of potatoes while Tyler places some green onions in the cart between them.

“It’s not too late to text Bob and Wade to add chains to their list, you know.” Hearing this causes Mark to pause for a moment before he grabs two bags of potatoes and places them in the cart.

“We won’t need that, Tyler.” Mark pushes the cart at a slow pace past several kinds of vegetables with Tyler following behind him.

“Mark, listen to me. Tonight is going to be a new werewolf’s first full moon, there’s no telling what will happen. For all we know, something could go wrong and then things will get really dangerous.” Mark abruptly stops walking, causing Tyler to stop too.

“I would appreciate it if you said Ethan instead of calling him a ‘new werewolf.’” Mark begins to grab some carrots while Tyler’s expression becomes a bit frustrated.

“And I would appreciate it if you weren’t stubborn for once. Just trust me on this!” Mark quickly drops some carrots into the cart and faces Tyler.

“Look, this is going to be extremely difficult and painful for Ethan, we of all people know that. Why should we take precautions that’ll add to his torment? I think that would make things worse.” Tyler huffs and turns away from him. “I want us all to get through this safely, and we will, as long as I can comfort Ethan without any problems. We can’t make this worse for him, just trust me a bit more to make this better for him.” Mark turns back to the cart and pushes it further into the vegetable section.

“You’re such a pain,” Tyler mumbles to himself with his arms crossed.

“And you know I heard that,” Mark said back to him.

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Hundreds of shelves stacked several feet high with hardware fill a warehouse-like store. Bob and Wade are walking down an aisle, the shelves stacked with different power tools. The two stop for a moment, Bob grabs a drill and places it into their cart filled with long screws.

“So that takes care of putting up the sheets, now we gotta actually find the sheets…” Bob says as his eyes start searching across the rest of the aisle. Wade joins in and spots a worker restocking a shelf. The two walk over to him and get his attention.

“Excuse me,” he says, “we were wondering where we could find sheets of metal, more specifically, silver.” The worker nods at them.

“Sure thing, just follow me.” The worker takes the two down a few aisles and into the back of the store. The three soon come across a few shelves filled with hundreds of different sheets of metal.

“You should find what you need right on these shelves.” Bob and Wade give each other relieved looks. “If you don’t mind my asking, I got a bit curious, what do you need this stuff for? I’m very interested in metalwork.” Their faces slightly drop as they frantically think of a lie.

“Abstract art,” Wade blurts out. Bob mentally facepalms but nods along with what he says.

“Yeah… We’ve been working on a special project and needed more supplies.” The worker stares at them for a moment, then gives a quick nod.

“Ok, good luck with that!” The worker walks off and out of sight down a different aisle, allowing the two to sigh in relief. Bob quickly elbows Wade.

“I hope I never have to lie with you again.”

“Hey!” Wade exclaims and elbows him back. Bob lets out a small laugh as the two turn back to the shelves.

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Kathryn, now in the small room, is standing at the table that was moved against the wall. She types into a program on the laptop and presses a few buttons on the camera that is sitting on the table. Ethan stands in the center of the room, looking around as his mind imagines several different scenarios, despite his efforts to avoid those thoughts. Outside of the room in the hallway, Amy and Sean are dragging a fairly heavy couch to the room.

“Do ya know if anyone’s gonna be back yet?” Sean slightly grunts as he gives the couch a shove. Amy takes a deep breath through her nose and pulls the couch as he does so.

“Mark texted a little while ago saying he and Tyler will be a little while. The checkout lines at the store are huge, just our luck.” The two stop for a breather when they reach the door of the room.

“Great…” Sean mumbles to himself and crosses his arms. Ethan turns to see them and walks over.

“Here, lemme help.” Ethan places both hands in the best positions possible underneath one end of the couch. With a few, almost effortless tugs, Ethan drags the couch into the middle of the room by himself. Sean and Amy stare for a moment with some surprise.

“Huh, looks like your werewolf strength’s already kicked in a bit.” Sean stands in the doorway while Ethan looks down at himself, feeling a bit surprised as well.

“I had been feeling a bit off, but I thought it was just my nerves…” The sound of the front door interrupts their conversation. Sean and Amy turn toward that direction.

“We’re back,” they hear Mark call out, “the store and traffic were brutal.” Mark and Tyler enter the living room while carrying multiple plastic bags stuffed with food. They head to the kitchen and place them down on the counter. Sean and Amy walk down the hallway and into the kitchen, leaving Ethan and Kathryn in the room. Ethan once again feels his heart speed up a bit.

“Ethan,” Kathryn grabs his attention, “could you help me real quick?” Ethan walks over to her.

Meanwhile, the four in the kitchen greet each other.

“You guys hear anything from Bob and Wade yet?” Sean asks with some worry. Mark and Tyler sigh.

“No…”

“Well, maybe they hit traffic or something. Just try not to worry,” Amy assures them.

“How’s he doing?” Mark looks at her with concern.”

“He’s already startin’ to feel some changes…”

“Ok… Then I’d better start making dinner.” Mark begins to empty out the bags of produce.

“I’ll help you.” Amy walks over to a cabinet and reaches for a large pot.

Large plates of meat and vegetables rest at the center of the dining room table. The seats were filled by the group who each have their own plate of food. Ethan made sure to sit as far away from Mark as possible. Mark couldn’t help but constantly look over at Ethan as they ate. Ethan, however, forces his focus on his plate, avoiding the stares he felt coming from Mark. The others occasionally look up at the two, feeling some awkward tension in the air but remain silent.

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An orange glow fills the sky as the sun begins to descend toward the horizon. Ethan is sitting on the couch in the middle of the small room, his leg nervously tapping on the floor and his hands fidgeting. The sound of drilling catches him off guard. He looks up to see Bob and Wade finish drilling the sheets into the inside of the door. As the two walk to the back of the room, Ethan’s attention shifts to Kathryn on a step stool mounting the camera in the corner of the room. Sean stands beside her, occasionally handing her a different tool. Ethan looks behind him to see Bob and Wade drill two sheets of silver over the window, only leaving a small sliver of space between them. In the living room, Mark, Tyler, and Amy are gathered, waiting for the others. Soon, Bob and Wade enter the room while giving the three a nod. Eventually, Sean and Kathryn join them as well.

“Everything’s ready,” Kathryn tells them, “now all that’s left is…” Everybody looks over at Mark, he stares at them for a moment. He lets out a nervous breath and looks down.

“Hey.” Tyler puts a hand on his back, causing Mark to look up at him. Tyler shows him a grin. “You can do this.” Mark stares with some shock, not expecting this after all of their disagreement, then he smiles back. They all come in closer for a quick group hug, then separate, allowing Mark to march off the room with a bit more confidence. He walks down the hallway until he reaches the room and stops just before the door. He rubs the back of his neck, feeling some sudden discomfort. It’s probably just his worry getting to him…

Mark spends a moment pushing away any remaining doubt and worry before he approaches the door and sticks his head in. Inside he finds Ethan sitting on the couch staring off into space while fiddling with his fingers. He suddenly notices Mark’s presence and jumps a bit when he sees him at the door. Mark walks into the room, Ethan stares and finds himself freeze in his place. His heart rate rises, the instinct to flee enters his mind, but remembering the advice his friends gave him, he forces himself not to move anything but his eyes. Mark senses the fear he still feels, Mark feels his own heart rate quickens a bit as well. The tension in the room thickens with every step Mark takes. Then Mark clears his throat.

“Uh, hey…” he finally speaks.

“Hi…” Ethan manages to respond, but still looks away as a bit of sweat builds upon his forehead. Mark stops a few inches in front of him, causing him to look back up at him.

“So uh… did you load up on enough food? It’s important to do that ‘cause-”

“I know, Sean told me about that…” Ethan cuts in.

“Well then… are you ready?” Mark awkwardly asks, unsure of what to say. Ethan furrows his eyebrows, suddenly becoming irritated from the question.

“What the heck do you mean? How could I possibly be ready for this?”

“No no, I mean, are you feeling ok? Ethan stands up, his expression growing angrier.

“I haven’t been ok for days, you should know that since you caused this!” Mark’s expression shows a mixture of worry and some sadness.

“No, Ethan, listen-” Ethan takes a step closer and stares Mark in the eyes.

“None of this is ok, especially with what I have to go through tonight! It’s all freaking me the frick out, and I still can’t understand why it happened, or what you were hoping to do. I’m never gonna be ok again because of you…” Ethan’s words felt like a punch to Mark’s face. His heart grows sore as he stands there, feeling so small and useless. Even Ethan felt slightly taken aback, but at the same time, a bit relieved from finally venting. He turns away from Mark and stares at the window, seeing outside slowly grow darker.

“Look…” Mark breaks the silence with a shaky breath, “I can't express enough how terrible I feel for what I did. I didn't imagine there being any consequences in showing you my secret.”

“Then why did you do it? Can you answer that?” Mark looks at the ground, trying his hardest to think of an answer. Before anything else is said, Tyler suddenly appears at the door, gaining the attention of the two.

“Guys, the moon’s rising. I know you both know that Ethan isn't gonna start feeling it until midnight, but I wanted to make sure you guys aren't losing track of time.” The two stare at him for a moment.

”Ok,” Mark breaks the silence, ”let’s get ready.” Ethan sighs to himself and moves himself a few inches away from Mark while crossing his arms.

Outside the room, Kathryn places the laptop on the table. With a little more typing, the camera in the room beeps once and an image of the room appears on the laptop screen. Many in the group let out sighs of relief, then they all walk over to the door of the room. They all show Ethan reassuring smiles and wave their hands goodbye.

“We’ll see you tomorrow…” Ethan forces a smile that quickly fades when the door is pulled close. Sean locks the door with a key and the waiting begins…

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The bright full moon rises in the sky, only a sliver of its light shines into the room through the window. Mark is standing near the door while Ethan paces around the back of the room. Sweat begins to form and coat his skin, due to his rising body temperature and mixed emotions. He occasionally huffs, forcing himself to avoid panicking, but partially fails all the same. The others are watching the laptop, most with looks of worry, others with calm looks, but they all feel equally nervous. The time in the bottom corner of the screen reads 11:50 pm…

“If you feel like it.. maybe you should tell me how you’re feeling?” Ethan looks over at Mark and stares, stoping his pacing for a moment. He lets out a huff and continues moving.

“I feel like I’m losing my mind, and it’s starting to get too hot in here…” Ethan wipes a bit of sweat off of his forehead and stands in the back corner of the room with his back to the wall and his arms crossed. Mark takes a step closer.

“Maybe you should-” Ethan quickly looks at him, causing him to freeze in place.

“Please keep your distance…” Ethan grumbles and turns his attention to the window.

“Ethan, I’m just trying to help you.”

“But I don’t want to hear you, I don’t want to talk to you. I just want this to end!” Ethan shouts as he slams a fist into the wall with a loud bang. He looks at Mark’s surprised, yet very worried expression. He had never witnessed another werewolf on the full moon.

“Try not to think about it so much, thinking will make it worse.” Ethan’s expression becomes even more irritated. Mark feels a little sweat drip down his own forehead and wipes it from his brow.

“You telling me to calm down is making this worse.” Ethan stomps over to the table while pulling his shirt off. He tosses it onto the table and wipes his forehead again. One hand grips the edge of the table as he hunches forward, his pulse and breathing quickening. His senses begin to act up, the constant thumping of what sounded like several drums fills his ears and strange new smells enter his nostrils. His panic continues to grow.

“I.. I can’t breathe…” Ethan manages to get out between huffs. Mark walks closer.

“Just take it easy..”

“Don’t come near me!” Ethan yells, causing Mark to take a step back and stare at him. With a pained grunt and his body now shaking, Ethan leans a bit more forward. His racing heartbeat fills Mark’s ears, along with his own rising heartbeat. Ethan’s expression becomes filled with trauma, he shuts his eyes tight as he feels his insides burn up. With a louder grunt, he drops to his knees. He presses his hands into his temples as he lowers his head and arches his back. His hands grow sore from his fingernails lengthening into claws. His jaws partially separate and stiffen from his canines forming into fangs. He huffs as the pain calms for just a moment, then he grunts, feeling his body begin to tense. He releases his head and sits up a bit while placing a clawed hand onto the table to keep his balance. While doing so, his ears slowly grow pointy and sideburns begin to sprout. His eyes open, revealing a pair of amber orbs in place of his once hazel irises. They look down at his now raised hand, staring in horror at the claws at the end of his fingertips. Ethan suddenly grimaces and curls his fingers, causing the hand on the table to leave small claw marks on its surface. Mark’s heart aches at the sight of his transforming friends, but he then feels a different ache begin to spread throughout his body. A sharp pain shoots through his torso, causing him to wrap an arm around himself. He feels his spine crack and shift around as he stumbles forward with a grunt. He falls to his knees a few feet from Ethan. His hands become tight fists as he lifts his head to let out a pained yell, his canines becoming fangs.

The others stare at the laptop in horror and confusion. Amy gasps “What’s happening to him?” They all watch as the two writhe around and transform, Mark’s wolf features appearing slightly quicker than Ethan’s.

“Why is he turnin’?” Sean asks with wide eyes. They continue to stare, but Tyler looks to the side with his eyebrows furrowed, then looks back with realization all over his face.

“I think I know why…” Everyone else turns to him. “When I worked at the facility, something important they taught us is with enough trauma, werewolves could lose control again, even if they have maintained the best control for years straight. It’s like hitting a restart button... All it takes is a traumatic experience or something that causes strong emotional stress, basically something that’ll mess them up mentally. They taught us this so we could use it to our advantage and come up with ways to expose them or capture them…” The group stares at him with shock.

“Could you tell at all that this would happen to Mark?”

“No, there was no way to tell. It crossed my mind once, but I ignored it caused I figured he would be fine...” They all turn back to the laptop with panic, Mark and Ethan’s screams filling their ears as their voices beginning to sound more animal-like. Ethan looks over at Mark with confusion, but it is quickly blinded by more pain. With fur starting to completely cover his growing body, Ethan shuts his eyes and presses his forehead into the ground throughout the rest of his transformation. Meanwhile, Mark lets out a loud roar as his jaws stretch into a muzzle and his lowered ears move to the top of his head.

Silence fills the house for a few moments. Both boys, now wolves, stay where they are taking in deep breathes as their pain completely disappears. Ethan then slowly lifts himself onto all fours. His chest expands, taking in a great amount of air, he tilts his head to the ceiling and lets out a loud menacing howl, signifying his presence. His howl fills Mark’s now twitching ears. Mark rises onto all fours as well and looks over at Ethan. Mark arches his back and lets out a vicious growl towards Ethan, curling his lips into a snarl to reveal his fangs. His head snaps up at Mark, they stare at each other with their bright yellow eyes. Mark growls once more, causing Ethan to take a step back and growl as well. Without warning, Mark tackles Ethan and they attack each other with their claws

The group stares in horror, Amy is on the verge of tears. The two wolves tear into each other all around the room, knocking the furniture around and filling the room with animalistic snarls. Their swiping claws send each others’ blood splattering around the room and leave claw marks just about everywhere.

“I gotta get in there!” Tyler announces as he grabs the key off of the table and heads for the door to the room. His arm is grabbed by Bob, stopping him in place and causing him to look back at the others walking up to him.

“No, are you crazy? That’s suicide!” Tyler pulls his arm back.

“I’ve dealt with werewolves before, I’ll be alright.” Sean grabs his arm.

”But have ya dealt with two at once, let alone by yourself?”

“We can’t just sit here and let them tear each other apart.” Tyler rushes to the door while Kathryn, Bob, and Wade go back over to the laptop. The others follow Tyler to the door.

“Is it possible to snap Mark out of it?” Wade frantically asks.

“There’s a small chance... but it’s still a chance.” Tyler bangs against the door with a fist.

“Mark! Listen to me, you gotta fight this before you do anything else you’re gonna regret. I know you, something like this can’t bring you back down to this level.” The three at the laptop watch as Ethan momentarily gains the upper hand and shoves Mark against the door. The loud bang causes the group to jump back a bit and the silver on the door burns Mark’s back with a quiet sizzle, causing a quick whimper to escape his maw. Mark stands up straight with his claws ready at his sides. He stares at Ethan with rage and lets out a loud deep roar.

“It’s not working,” Bob shouts. Sean leans against the door.

“Mark, don’t let a mistake you’ve made control you like this. You’re stronger than this and you know it. Come on, man!” Ethan goes to lunge at Mark, but he quickly catches him with his claws digging into his flesh. As Ethan yowls in pain, Mark picks him up and sends him flying across the room. Ethan’s body slams against the silver covered window, then he falls to the ground with a thud. Sean steps back with a sad look, allowing Amy to go up the door as she wipes a tear from her cheek.

“Mark… We can’t fully understand how much this affects you, but we’re still here for you. We hate seeing you go through this and we won’t let you continue to hurt. We know you and we know you can do this because you taught us to stay strong no matter what.” Mark’s snarl slightly calms as his ears twitch and his attention turns to her voice on the other side of the door. Amy presses her forehead against the door, shuts her eyes, allowing more tears to run down her face, and places her hand on the door.

“I love you, Mark… Please come back...” Mark fully faces the door and takes a step closer, his eyebrows furrowed and his nose twitching. Her words linger in his mind as he begins to remember who it is he hears speaking and crying. A woman who matters to him the most…

Mark suddenly grabs his head with a growl and places his other paw on the wall beside the door. He growls some more and shakes his head around, fighting the beast for control. After a moment of silence, Mark releases his head and opens his eyes. He looks at his paw with shock and looks around the room, quickly remembering where he was and what was happening.

“Amy, you did it!” Kathryn exclaims with a surprised smile. Amy pulls her head away from the door with a sniffle and smiles with surprise herself. Suddenly, Mark’s ear twitches when a low growl is heard from the back of the room. Mark quickly turns around to see Ethan rising from the floor. Ethan looks over at him with a vicious snarl.

“Aw man…” Mark says with pity, taking in Ethan’s new form and realizing what he just did to him. Ethan leaps over the couch and claws at Mark. Mark dodges his attacks, knocks Ethan to the ground, and pins him down.

“Sorry about this, bud.” Mark quickly, but hesitantly, raises a fist and punches Ethan’s head, knocking him out cold. Mark releases him and slowly stands on two legs, staring down at his friend with regret and his ears lowered in sadness. He carefully lifts Ethan into his arms and gently places him on the couch. Behind him, Mark hears the door being unlocked. He turns around to see everyone standing there, showing mixed expressions. Amy is standing in front of them, a few tears still left in her eyes. Mark keeps his ears lowered from guilt and turns his head to the side, becoming filled with shame from their shock. Amy walks up to him and gently puts her arms around his torso to hug him. He looks down at her with tears forming in his eyes and wraps his arms around her. Soon they let go of each other and walk out of the room. Amy shuts the door behind them and Tyler locks it up.

“So uh… what now?” Wade asks out loud. The group all looks at each other in silence.

“Now… we continue to wait until morning.” Tyler answers while looking over at Mark to see him nod in response. The group heads for the living room, bringing the laptop with them, already hearing more growls coming from the room.

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Sunlight shines into the room between the sheets of silver. On the floor in front of the couch, which was left torn apart from claw marks and lightly splattered with blood, Ethan, now human again, lies unconscious under a blanket. His body twitches and his eyebrows furrow. His eyes slowly open to see the wooden floor he is laying on. He carefully pushes himself into a sitting position and his eyes take in his surroundings. The claw marks in the walls, floor, and furniture. The occasional splatters of blood spread out throughout the room. The bits of couch stuffing scattered across the floor. He lifts himself off of the floor and shuffles over to the couch to sit, the blanket wrapped around him with only his head and legs sticking out. His attention suddenly fixes on the door when he hears it unlock. It opens to reveal Mark on the other side, with a new pair of clothes and a nervous expression.

“Morning…” Mark finally speaks. Ethan just stares with a slightly tired look, then turns his head away.

“Hey…” he responds. Mark steps into the room and stands in front of him. Mark stares while carefully figuring out what to say. Ethan avoids his eyes and stares at the floor, remembering the unbearable pain of transforming, but struggling to remember even a second of being a wolf.

“Are… are you feeling ok?...”

“Just.. sore, and kind of groggy…” Mark feels the tension that still remains and sighs.

“I.. I never wanted to scare you or hurt you, and I never imagined that you’d think I would…” Ethan’s eyes slowly go from the floor to Mark’s hurt face that is now staring at the ground. “I just wanted to show you how much I trust you by revealing my biggest secret to you, but I didn’t think it would backfire. I just didn’t think enough, and I hate myself for doing so... I never imagined anything like what happened would happen, and now you have to suffer what I went through years ago… I get it if you don’t see me as the same guy or you don’t trust me anymore.. but if it means anything, I really am sorry…” Ethan stares, feeling pity for Mark that he hadn’t felt for a while. Mark contemplates leaving the room and giving Ethan some space and time to process last night’s events.

“Mark… I may have overreacted a bit, but you aren’t wrong, what you did was kind of too much of a shocker for me. When you’re like me, and never once in your life did you actually question if something beyond your understanding exists, you don’t know what to think or what to do when it’s suddenly presented to you… And I just couldn’t react correctly, and basically, fight or flight kicked in...” Mark lifts his head to look at him.

“I’m sorry, I’m such an idiot…” Mark looks away again.

“No.. you just… you made a mistake, and so did I.” Ethan immediately responds, a waving hand coming out of the blanket to stop and reassure Mark.

“Look, Ethan… I can’t do anything to cure you, but I can help train you.” Ethan slightly raises a brow while staring up at him. “You could stay here for a few days, or however long it might take. Sean, Tyler, and I know how to help you get through the nights and eventually get used to turning. And mostly everyone else will be around to comfort you. We can help you, but only if you want our help.” Ethan looks at the floor, thinking long and hard about his words. He then looks back at Mark.

“..I’ll stay, but it may take me a little while to get used to being around you.”

“I understand.. I’m just glad we can kind of make amends,” Mark says with a smile

“...Me too.” Ethan smiles back. Their attention suddenly turns to the door as the others walk in one by one with smiles and looks of relief. They all stand around the couch, Ethan smiles at all of them.

“Welcome to the pack,” Wade decides to joke. Bob quickly nudges him with an elbow.

“Shut up,” he says. The others respond with a bit of giggling. Ethan stands and keeps the blanket wrapped around him. Everyone stares at him for a moment.

“I’m just relieved that the full moon is finally said and done with,” Ethan sighs with relief, but the others’ faces sort of drop a bit.

“Well, ya did get through last night, but now you have to get through tonight as well..” Sean tells him. Ethan raises an eyebrow. “What?” he asks in confusion.

“You see, when you're a new werewolf,” Mark gets Ethan’s attention, ”after your first full moon, you're gonna transform every night until start to gain a bit more control. Even before then, you have to at least gain consciousness in your wolf form so you don't tear everything apart every night.” Ethan stares with wide eyes, then blinks

“...Is that all?” he fearfully asks.

“Not by a long shot, but let's not get ahead of ourselves, we gotta focus on the first few stages.”

“And we also gotta focus on you getting your control back, ” Tyler directs to Mark.

“Yeah, that too…” Mark sighs.

“Alright,” Amy announces, “we all have lots to do, but why don’t we all enjoy a meal first?” The group smiles at each other as they all exit the room.

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jtrbluv · 4 years

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ok in ur fic teaser i looked up the rumored love triangle and can someone tell me why a 20 y/o was even talking to a 17 y/o in the first place 🤨 or did she just like him??? now u have me invested 😭

okay be prepared i am going to attempt to explain this in the least amount of words possible (ik i’m going to fail so i’ll put a read more link!)

edit: i didnt realize how much i actually knew abt this shit this is so sad. i didn’t even search any of this up.

another edit: i probably said it below the cut, but i’ll say it again. take this story w a grain of salt!!! i am just compiling rumors and absolutely none of this is confirmed to be true LMFAO

all my sources come from tiktoks upon tiktoks that i was forced to scroll thru ever since drivers license came out HAHA. so sorry in advance for any inconsistenciesskjdjsjde. from what i remember, when they were filming the first szn of hsmtmts (high school musical the musical the series aka the show they were together on), i think olivia was 15 and josh was 17 at the time???? rumors started of them being together bc they just appeared a LOT closer than friends and the endless videos where josh would just simply stare at olivia like she was the only person in the room (honestly so endearing). they also wrote multiple songs abt each other even though they never actually confirmed this. ofc i don’t think they ever officially confirmed anything period, but they also didn’t deny any of the rumors so we just all assume that they were together at one point.

fast forward and josh is legal, liv obviously is not. liv releases a short snippet of drivers license after she gets her license last summer i believe. she mentions crying thru the suburbs alone and all that fun jazz so we all assume that she is single and josh is out of the picture. halloween of last year, josh posts a tiktok with sabrina carpenter! aka the blonde girl! (btw i love sabrina like sm i love both girls to death) and yeah we all assume that josh moved on. pretty sure they were both spotted by paparazzi at some point as well.

to sum all this shit up, everyone is under the assumption that josh promised he would wait til liv was legal (she is turning legal this month deadass), but he broke his promise and moved on. liv was sad about the ordeal, and wrote her feelings into a song. a banger may i say. an overplayed one as of now, but banger nonetheless.

once again NONE of this is confirmed to be true by any of the three. this is all theories made by a bunch of gen z’ers bc we are bored and like to divulge ourselves into drama bc we aren’t personally apart of any. um yeah. IM SO SORRY ANONIE U PROBABLT DIDNT WANNA KNOW RHIS MUCH ABT DISNEY TEEN LOVE TRIANGLE DRAMA. ily tho and hope u have a great rest of your day/night <33

#asks #anonie #f: drivers license #should i even tag it with this LOL

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costellos · 4 years

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update!—

hi friends! I have a gift for u: a very quick update. this one isn’t nearly as serious as the last one, it’s just a few things I wanted to note about the progress of this blog! so w/o further ado, let’s get started. __________________________________________

i. GOING BACK TO SUGGESTIONS.

omg I’m so sorry that this has to be an update at all _(:3」∠)_ I’ve spent the last couple weeks focusing on my own prompts / ask games but now it’s time to get back to suggestions. there are currently eight suggestions in the inbox, which I’m hoping to pound out this next week and a half.

ii. SAVING WORD PROMPTS FROM TWO WEEKS AGO.

I posted an ask game for word / phrase prompts about two weeks ago. I haven’t forgotten about these, I promise! I’m just saving them for when I’m in the mood to write a fic, so you’ll see me posting these periodically as that urge kicks in. there are about ten of these left that I’m interested in, but I might delete them if I can’t think of anything.

iii. FRIDAYS WILL NOW BE RESERVED FOR ASK GAMES.

you’ve probably noticed me doing this already ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ these are great opportunities to send me something when my askbox is closed for suggestions. ask games will consist of sentence prompts, miscellaneous headcanons, or questions about me (though it’ll mostly focus on the first two). as a sidenote, I miiiiiiight not do one tonight just so I can catch up on suggestions and officially open the askbox again.

iv. ASKS WILL NOW BE COMPILED INTO ONE POST.

here’s an example! this is just so I don’t clutter your dashboard. depending on the influx of asks I get, I’ll either answer weekly or biweekly (Monday and Thursday).

edit: HAHA PSYCH. ok I’m rescinding this because after further thought, I realized that it takes away my ability to be personal with you. idk, things don’t feel as genuine when I compile asks into one giant post? also I realized I have no self control over waiting to answer asks so!! forget about this update :’)

v. TRIGGERS WILL NOW BE ADDED DIRECTLY ONTO A POST.

relevant triggers will be added at the top of a post now, whether it’s a headcanon, scenario, or fic. some of the triggers that I already tag are: death, blood, cigarettes, drugs, knives, injuries, and implied not sfw. if there’s something that’s not on my current list that you’d like me include, please let me know! I won’t judge you.

vi. GOING BACK TO JOB HUNTING.

homegirl has a degree.... but no money....... I’m not sure how much time job hunting is gonna suck up, but I just wanted to throw that out there in case I’m gone for a while! I promise I’m not dead, just pretending to be an adult on LinkedIn.

vii. START THINKING ABOUT WHAT YOU WANT FOR THE NEXT MILESTONE.

we’re about to hit a milestone, yaaaay! it’s not a huge one but one that I’m proud of nonetheless (●´∀｀●) that said, I want to give back to the community! I’ve had such a blast writing for this blog and I hope you’ve had as much fun reading it. here are some ideas that I’ve thought of:

temporarily go back to requests, where I open the askbox and answer everything (given it follows my rules).

a face reveal.

a raffle / fic giveaway.

opening commissions.

not sfw headcanons on a private blog (which you’ll have access to granted you’re 18+).

obviously we don’t have to just stick with these. I’m open to most anything, but I’d prefer to stick to one or two ideas. we can hold a vote as that gets closer, but in the meantime, feel free to message me / reply to this post if you have any ideas! __________________________________________

and that’s it! thanks for sticking til the end! please let me know if you have any questions. I’ll be around (°∀°)b

#toya makes an announcement

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swtchaeos · 3 years

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Day 1 : straight dive into my planning thoughts

Starting Oli's bday preparations i gotta keep notes otherwise my mind will overheat i just know (just so you know, future me editing here, i wrote this the day before i created this blog)

So far we're like 20 days from her bday ? (no not 20 but i hadn't counted) and don't get me wrong i've tried to think about what to do for AWHILE bc well that's how i am

Back in January ? i started wondering what i should do and my first thought was edits so i stayed on that idea without really knowing what to do, now we're 20 days (still not 20 but oh well) before her bday and i really gotta start doing stuff bc if i wanna make edits that won't do if i keep it til the day before.

So last night i sat down trying to get to THE idea, let's review all the ideas i had :

she'll be 24 should i make 24 edits ? that's gonna be so long 😭 i started making a list i need a ty one, a dy one (or just a dotae one ?) i'm definitely making a earthmix one (maybe two ?) should i attempt a dotae x earthmix one ? that's barely 6 i can't make 24 for sure also it means finding songs 🙃 this won't be easy at all

i usually make those mutual DAY pfp, i definitely need a oli one for the day

she's been talking about ATOTS for how many months ? maybe i should watch it and literally make tumblr posts with my reactions shouldn't i ? in my head it feels like a great idea

i could write her a letter or paint her something but given i can get anything to her physically she'd only have the picture of it, this is very much underwhealming

i really like the tumblr blog idea so if i end up going for it this will definitely be a post , hence why i'm taking all those notes just now, i feel like this would be a nice touch

probably will end up making a bit of a thread on twitter too, especially if i post edits, probably can fit a "letter" in that too

BACK TO MY EDIT IDEA BC I REALLY WANT TO MAKE AT LEAST ONE :

- so far i've made progress on song selection i have like 3 contestants (yes this is a competition) trying to think of which songs remind me of Oli when i'll probably end up going for one that doesn't at all but oh well, plus if i make multiple edits there will probably be at least one that screams olivia (so far all are ballads so that's still a great step,, cue the tears probably)

- i've download shit ton of earthmix videos (52 as i'm writing this) bc yes i'm starting by the earthmix one which i feel like will be the easiest, those videos come from just going through the earthmix tag on twitter : one great thing, i'm making this after the fanmeet so i'm getting a lot of content from that but also the content from this is covering up all the previous earthmix content which makes it harder

- i'm consuming so much earthmix content for this edit lord, all i'm gonna be recommended for the week to come is earthmix content i just know

*about like 2hrs after* i said easy ? yea no, my search history is all earthmix

*about another 2hrs after* ok i lied it wasn't that hard, the hardest now is having to wait to show her this with u edit is kinda cute (i say this now but we all know i'm gonna overthink it and probably think it's not cute anymore by july 15)

earthmix ✅

- i've scrolled up the media on her account to find some more mix i've gotten to the point he wasn't mentionned at all this was so strange ? oli's account without mix is so disturbing

@ oli when you end up reading this, you like too much stuff on twitter scrolling through likes is impossible

- man i'm causing myself pain with those i'm choosing emotional songs,, why did i choose rainbow :(( why

*at night this very same day* JUST SCROLLING THROUGH INSTA AND I WAS RIGHT EARTHMIX IS EVERYWHERE ON MY DISCOVER PAGE

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patron-saint-of-emesis · 3 years

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lifes one constant game of “i cant wait til someone asks if im ok” and then someone asks and either u lie or they dont care

for fucjin ages i was like. ok. when is my social circle going to know im fucked up and now they r noticing and dear god im trying to hide this shit a switch just flipped in my brain and now no one can know i exist

edit: forgot the third option: they get mad at u for being sad

#personal #so like i dont want to kill myself really i just want to disapear #and theres rlly nothing stopping me from packing a bag and hitchhiking #more getting myself killed than killing myself #anyways im not doing either bc my fucking health shit shut my body down #i cant eat or even drink water without vomiting #i literally just have one 6 hour shift today and then im off for four days #and then i can decide if im gonna kms or text my ex or just get super fucking stoned and do nothing #anyways im not ok and im violently ill rn

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ofmara · 5 years

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*record scratch* *freeze frame* yep, that’s me. BVCNJ hey lads ~ i’m ally, i’m twenty2, my timezone is est, i use she/her pronouns & full disclaimer: i don’t know what the fuck i’m doing! just keep that in mind when you read this.. trash lmao. anyways! if u wanna plot, feel free to hmu on d*scord at HE IS SO BIIIIG 😩👌🏼🧡#2581 or yk use the lil chat thing on tumblr if u wanna start small or w/e FDCNK no pressure. moving on..

mara’s pinterest: here!

content warning: ..none?? who am i???

( ariana grande & cis female. ) oh my god look, it’s mara de luca! she is a 24 year old singer/songwriter from queens, new york. they were first associated with the met cartel 3 years ago, and the tabloids are always saying she is so impulsive & irreverent, but their stans on twitter say that she is actually really magnetic & passionate.

first thing’s first.. i haven’t written a coherent intro in a fucking Minute, so i’m offering premature apologies for the shitshow that’s about to follow, especially since i really waited til the last second to type this out even if this blog’s been Done for a week smh ANYWAYS!

ok so! mara is what i like to call ‘a textbook new yorker’ in that she’s Loud, she Loves Her Family and she’s Unapologetically Herself. my character inspirations for her are joey from netflix’s the circle, fran fine from the nanny, molly gunn from uptown girls and a little bit of cher from clueless sprinkled in there ( mainly bcos of this gifset lmao ). since i came up with her a few weeks ago, i really had so many different personalities for her but like.. let’s keep reading to see that literally all of them were apparently Not True ~

she was born into a very tightly-knit family & grew up constantly surrounded by them. she’s got three older brothers, meaning she’s the Baby of the family, so she’s been uhhhhhh doted on all her life! we stan! that said, she’s never known what its like to be on her own, especially considering that her family was right by her side every step of the way as she slowly grew her career from childhood. she got her start singing the national anthem at a knicks game when she was 8 and slowly built from there. her parents were always suuuper supportive and did all they could to help her achieve her dreams, even though they were struggling to make ends meet.

her parents own a small bakery in queens that they started when her oldest brother was little and have been a staple in the city ever since. though they’re a somewhat popular spot for tourists and locals alike, ny real estate isn’t cheap, so paying rent both for the store and their apartment above it has always been a struggle, especially once they started dedicating a good portion of their money to plane tickets and agents and all sorts of necessities mara needed in order for her dreams to come true. the extra expense was difficult on her brothers as well, though they made a point never to complain when they had to get a second or third job to help pay the bills.

ANYWAYS she grew up veryyyy close to her family and the sacrifices they made on her behalf didn’t go unnoticed, so the first thing she did when she finally Made It was buy them a bigger space for their bakery ( since her parents Love working it even if its rough sometimes, buddy ) and a new house so ;) we love a Family First mentality!

HOWEVER!! when mara first moved to LA in like?? 2015 or something?? idk timelines.. but anyways when she first moved to LA she was.. how u say.... Depressed cos like even though she was Living Her Dream as the artist she’s always wanted to be ( she lived in queens w/ her family up until after her first Big Break cos she’s a big time daddy’s girl ) .. she was essentially on her own since her family stayed in nyc :/ yk, where they live? yeah. so she was on her own for the first time... Ever & it was scary and stressful and essentially, she wasn’t doing great mentally or emotionally, even if she put on that *ari vc* fake smile.

that was untiiiiiiil she got her first ~ hollywood boyfriend ~ aka someone famous who helped both with her career and as a salve to the constant loneliness the bitch always feelin. long story short, he didn’t last long, but she Needed to feel Wanted so she got Another ~ hollywood boyfriend ~ until it became, like, Her Thing to Always be attached to someone in the tabloids and the press and on Entertainment Tonight. we love a codependent bitch! that’s also kinda how she got to be part of the met cartel cos she immediately attaches herself fully and completely to everyone she meets & falls a little bit in love with every person who has ever said hello to her, so.. Yeah! most of her friendships were likely formed because she just would not leave them alone ( she’s clingy and needy As Fuck, but she knows she is, so she’s constantly worrying about it aka she’s always wondering if people really like her cos she’s been said to be “too much” and “annoying” by some people who.. weren’t interested in being her friend ) anyways.. feel free to lmk if u want ur chara to hate her cos she will fully have her feelings hurt but still want them to like her cos shes a, say it with me kids, people pleaser ~

its v clear why i thought of joey & fran for inspo ( espeeeeecially fran, now that i think about it: i.e. constantly searching for love, lovingly obnoxious ) but as for why she’s like molly gunn... bitch is uhhh naive as fuck and will trust anyone who is even a little bit nice to her so peep her constantly seeing everyone through rose colored glasses and immediately feeling like her heart is broken when they turn out to be someone completely different lmao! also yk in the little mermaid when ariel was like “but daddy, i love him!” ??? YEAH, that’s mara to a fucking T, m8!

i could quite literally go on and on for hours, but to keep it short and sexy, here’s her stats page & i’ll follow up with a list of some little tidbits of info.. some Quirks, if u will..

she hiccups when she cries & BOY does she cry often BVJNCDKM

cannot cook a single mf thing to save her life? yeah.. her parents wanted to let her work in the bakery but .. she burned everything so she was cashier ;)

can quote the entirety of bring it on: all or nothing & as a segue from that, she is very chatty during movies if she’s with even one other person but Silent when she’s alone

will challenge anyone and everyone to mario kart wii as long as she gets to play yoshi ( she has a vendetta against baby peach )

is Constantly Freezing, so she’s always in thick socks and turns the heat up high when she’s at home

has a cavalier king charles spaniel named piper ( yes, i'm using a fc for her dog )

i’m gonna b p selective with which ari songs she’s released both bc i dont like All of ari’s songs & for character purposes ( rip in peace, sweetener )

is classically trained on the piano and sometimes just plays classical music for fun, making up silly lyrics at parties and whatnot lol she’s just Fun & Quirky like that

owns every season of the o.c. on dvd

she has a car but i havent decided if she ever drives it ( or what kind it is, tho i assure u my virgo ass will be researching it at some point ) since she really just barely passed her driver’s test

is constantly in the tabloids for one dumbass thing after the other mostly as an excuse for me to make tabloid edits but like... i love that for her & will 100% be down to include any and all of u if u lmk u wanna be in one

and many more, but i’m really just sitting here rambling UGH EW so lms for plots cos i’m unprepared & i don’t have any wc’s! very on brand for me, i must say

#met:start #♡ — ❛ out of character. ❜#when u use recycled tags and cant remember what the fuck they are? yeah #anyways!

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geejaysmith · 5 years

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Kat and I have amazing conversations sometimes and I felt they had to be shared. Also, alienfuckers, dad jokes, Maxwell’s alternative lifestyle and other headcanons, and Ace Attorney: Doug Eiffel edition. Full transcript under the cut.

Gill [Yesterday at 6:05 PM]: On an Unrelated topic: after the finale the crew remembers "OH YEAH, EIFFEL ACTUALLY HAD A FACE-TO-FACE CONVERSATION WITH ALIENS" and now in addition to all the other reasons to want him to Remember they're really freakin' curious to know how that went

Kat [Yesterday at 6:11 PM]: Minkowski: so what did they look like Eiffel: me (They do seem to like his body, they had a few models to choose from when talking to Cutter.)

Gill [Yesterday at 6:13 PM]: Eiffel, probably: at least the aliens think I'm cool I know what was meant by that but your phrasing made me think "In a shocking turn of events, it is the aliens who are attracted to the human." The aliens... are alienfuckers

Kat [Yesterday at 6:17 PM]: I don't think that's their jam but that WOULD be just his luck

Gill [Yesterday at 6:18 PM]: It is unlikely, but also: it would be hilarious

Kat [Yesterday at 6:21 PM]: the aliens keep sending me mental sexts and i crave death

Gill [Yesterday at 6:22 PM]: And lo another shitpost transforms into a fanfic concept, like a humble irradiated lizard becoming Godzilla: "would you fuck your clone?"

Kat [Yesterday at 6:28 PM]: leave him alone has the man not suffered enough

Gill [Yesterday at 6:28 PM]: No

Kat [Yesterday at 6:29 PM]: sigh

Gill [Yesterday at 6:29 PM]: Dance for my amusement, Douglas And also because I earnestly suspect that in the case of Eiffel and an interested alien-consciousness-in-the-form-of-a-Xerox-copy-of-him the answer would end up being "yes"

Kat [Yesterday at 6:34 PM]: idk i feel like it'd be more like "Oh what you spend two fucking years trying to drag us into the star because you can't be assed to make an appearance but you'll teleport across the galaxy for a booty call? Fuck you and I mean that figuratively" later sluts

Gill [Yesterday at 6:36 PM]: Bob is a bad datemate Is this entire train of thought brought on by the fact I still think of the person who expressed they shipped Bob/Eiffel in the tags of the "Take your double to Disneyland" post? Perhaps

Kat [Yesterday at 6:39 PM]: i don't know that you can have this at the same time as 'what if the aliens' bodies are still the people suppressed' without it getting Fucked Up but that's your perogative I guess as long as I don't have to hear about it family can't walk w me tonight so i need to hit the treadmill for a bit. ttyl

Gill [Yesterday at 6:41 PM]: See u in a bit! But ah yes, I hadn't thought of that til you brought it up Points at one explanation of Dear Listener manifestations for some ideas, points at a different explanation for ideas that would become unintentionally Pretty Fucked Up under the first explanation Although there is comedy potential to be found in Eiffel and Eiffel-2 having the "are we down with this" conversation In the /Justin McElroy voice, "someone just discovered they have ~the world's worst fetish~" sense

Kat [Yesterday at 7:33 PM]: a different terrible concept: eiffel with his pop culture references restored will likely be called upon to testify at the united nations

Gill [Yesterday at 7:37 PM]: O h g o d Ace Attorney: Doug Eiffel edition

Kat [Yesterday at 7:46 PM]: i mean they're gonna have to tell the world SOMEHOW and i'd think the international court would want to know and he's the one with the subconscious recall implanted sidenote if the DL can do that mental transfer could they have just... asked them to reupload whatever their most recent scan of eiffel was there are so many ways around this that's why it failed to get much of an emotional rxn from me

Gill [Yesterday at 7:47 PM]: Minkowski and Lovelace trying to get him to practice his testimony bc if they hit enough subconscious recall triggers they can at LEAST get thru an explanation of the aliens without Eiffel going off into a tangent Once they're off the Dear Listeners' script though all bets are off

Kat [Yesterday at 7:48 PM]: here's a list of preplanned questions your honor we're not responsible if you ask anything else

Gill [Yesterday at 7:51 PM]: Eiffel, maybe: now Goddard didn't send up us there to bring home any xenomorphs but let me tell you, with the Decima project? They might as WELL have let a facehugger get up close and personal with me The translators rapidly swapping notes on late 70's sci-of cinema because a handful of them actually know what he's talking about

Kat [Yesterday at 7:54 PM]: Minkowski headdesking behind him Eiffel English isn't most of these people's first languages

Gill [Yesterday at 7:57 PM]: The news cameras are all dead-focused on Eiffel. He's hit his stride and is picking up steam. "And it was right around the time I was coughing up my liquefied respiratory system that I thought to myself, gee, I'd MUCH rather get a face of alien wing-wong than deal with this!" Minkowski is off to the side. She is visibly restraining herself. No poker face in the world can hide how hard she is longing for death. Whether it is hers or Eiffel's is a subject of contentious debate.

Kat [Yesterday at 7:58 PM]: someone at an elementary school: hey Garcia, is that your dad

Gill [Yesterday at 8:01 PM]: Anne, who was four the last time she saw her father in person, gets one look at the man weaving an intricate Star Wars metaphor out of crimes against humanity and recognizes him instantly, but signs back "I have never seen this guy before in my life."

Kat [Yesterday at 8:04 PM]: good call kiddo

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Gill [Yesterday at 8:10 PM]: Honestly I love the concept that no matter how much Eiffel may drive them up the wall sometimes the rest of the crew would meet Anne and immediately be ready to kill a man for her sake

Kat [Yesterday at 8:15 PM]: as far as we know he's the only crewmember with kids women in the military... it wouldn't be easy even if you wanted one, which idk if any of them did

Gill [Yesterday at 8:15 PM]: Wait wait, brainwave: it is actually AMAZING that Minkowski had no idea Eiffel had a child because... does he seem like the kind of guy. Who would ever resist a Dad Joke.

Kat [Yesterday at 8:15 PM]: haha fair

Gill [Yesterday at 8:16 PM]: Eiffel: Actually, I have amazing self-restraint when I choose to exercise it. (Various noises of disbelief.) Eiffel: have you ever heard me tell a dad joke? No? I rest my case

Kat [Yesterday at 8:21 PM]: biggest plot hole of the series more like it was too painful a memory but still

Gill [Yesterday at 8:22 PM]: If he ever patches that connection it'll open the floodgates

Kat [Yesterday at 8:26 PM]: He'll become the Maes Hughes of the gang, except with fewer war crimes

Gill [Yesterday at 8:27 PM]: ...has anyone on this crew done war crimes? SI-5 excepted of course, they have obviously done war crimes

Kat [Yesterday at 8:32 PM]: yeah SI5 is war crime central I'm not sure about some of the other stuff executing a prisoner? idk about Minkowski

Gill [Yesterday at 8:32 PM]: Also my thought

Kat [Yesterday at 8:32 PM]: she wasn't a formal pow though it was an ongoing engagement I don't know the rules

Gill [Yesterday at 8:32 PM]: Minkowski Has Done One (1) War Crime (Goddard Futuristics attempts to bring that against her in the court case only for Maxwell to stroll in like lol what's up gang)

Kat [Yesterday at 8:37 PM]: does Goddard in its current incarnation last long enough to sue anyone i mean i think you could sue them for attempted genocide

Gill [Yesterday at 8:38 PM]: Look I have had one semester of business law You were the one who almost went to law school Also re: other characters being parents, the only one I could see going kiiiinda either way on the subject is Lovelace and it wouldn't have been terribly high on her priority list prior to the Hephaestus mission I can see characters having the opinion that they could see Minkowski as a mom but she and her husband both strike me as understanding themselves and one another as being more career-oriented

Kat [Yesterday at 8:44 PM]: yeah if she wanted to rise in the ranks of the military... that would probably be a strike against her

Gill [Yesterday at 8:44 PM] And the implication she's got a Complex about her parents having both left promising careers to raise her Also, Lovelace: Well I always said I could see myself settling down someday, maybe have a family if I met the right person, but when I took the job with Goddard it was legally dubious whether I could actually do that- Eiffel: Because you're an alien? Eiffel: Eiffel: ...wait a sec

Kat [Yesterday at 8:54 PM]: ha It's ok to be gay in space

Gill [Yesterday at 8:56 PM]: Alternatively it's Hera who said that bc didn't connect those dots right away, meanwhile Eiffel saw Lovelace in a flannel shirt once and Knew Immediately Eiffel may be dumb but somehow his Bi-Fi has yet to fail him

Kat [Yesterday at 8:59 PM]: Hera doesn't grasp human sexuality nuances

Gill [Yesterday at 9:01 PM]: Funny addition to above thought: Eiffel put together that Jacobi was gay after like three days on the Urania, was the only one on the Hephaestus crew to do so, and just never felt it was relevant to bring up Hera, my child... you have much to learn (Also, Hera, probably: I'm experimenting at the moment, I'm looking for a torrent so I can download lesbianism)

Kat [Yesterday at 9:04 PM]: I don't know which option is funnier, that Jacobi is just Really Fucking Obvious but Eiffel was the only one paying attention or that it was super subtle and everyone's like How Did You Do That lovelace's righteous fury overwhelmed her gaydar, she was too mad to go 'same hat'

Gill [Yesterday at 9:07 PM]: Eiffel: I have something to confess to all of you... Jacobi: Eiffel literally not a single person on this ship is straight Eiffel: Oh I was just going to recount a PG version of my wild younger days, let's just say I know a thing or two because I've seen a thing or two.

Kat [Yesterday at 9:07 PM]: Jacobi on Earth: Just matched with myself on Grinder a-fucking-GAIN

Gill [Yesterday at 9:10 PM]: Jacobi: Oh I definitely picked up on it but who wants to go playing into stereotypes by speculating on what may or may not be a promiscuous history? Eiffel: Promiscuous? Look I've got notches in my belt but mostly I just ended up laying in somebody's bathtub at a house party while just conscious enough to nod along to someone else's relationship drama. Eiffel: to several sororities, I was the Gay Bathtub Wizard.

Kat [Yesterday at 9:11 PM]: Maxwell on day one of orientation: So if SI5 is paramilitary what's their stance on alternative lifestyles? Jacobi: I was recruited in a gay bar.

Gill [Yesterday at 9:12 PM]: Her asking the question has my brain going in several different directions

Kat [Yesterday at 9:13 PM]: I think she was recruited right after dadt was repealed... if obama exists in this universe fantasy obama

Gill [Yesterday at 9:15 PM]: One part of my brain: Maxwell is also gay Another part of my brain: Maxwell is exclusively attracted to nonhuman persons Yet another part of my brain, most adjacent to number #2: Maxwell voice, who in their right mind would build a robot that can't fuck? The 4th part of my brain: Maxwell wants to know how chill they'll be with her living exclusively off energy drinks and frozen yogurt for weeks at a time

Kat [Yesterday at 9:15 PM]: honestly I figured whatever it was it was MUCH weirder than just being gay

Gill [Yesterday at 9:15 PM]: Maxwell: I have plans to take over the world with my army of battle bots and rule as their robot queen.

Kat [Yesterday at 9:16 PM]: Maxwell: wait if you were recruited in a gay bar does that mean our boss frequents those or did he just go there to get you Jacobi: Believe me the question haunts me also Jacobi: sounds great i'm in

Gill [Yesterday at 9:16 PM]: Or, Maxwell: I am not joking for an instant when I say that I for one welcome our alien overlords "When I was 13 I tried to get myself abducted by aliens" except it's not a joke it's an actual minor headcanon of mine Also I almost typed "adopted" rather than "abducted" which shows you why Alana would probably want to do that

Kat [Yesterday at 9:19 PM]: she did say she's on bad terms with her family

Gill [Yesterday at 9:20 PM]: She grew up a pastor's kid in a tiny rural town in Montana, hearing that they don't get along is the furthest thing from a surprise to me. The surprise is that Maxwell has a restraining order against them

Kat [Yesterday at 9:21 PM]: tht implies the court found reasonable cause to issue one wack anyway i had a long day, i'm gonna call it a night

Gill [Yesterday at 9:21 PM]: o/ But yeah that Maxwell empathizes with nonhumans, apparently more than with most regular humans, that makes perfect sense to me I can see her frustration with the AI Ethics board in her last job Expressing Their Concerns and her suppressing flashbacks to many a Creationist rant, and trying to keep her eye from twitching visibly, and no I am not projecting I am just coloring in blank spaces in the narrative with my relevant life experience

#wolf 359 #conversations with kat #deliverusfromsburb

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aharris00britney · 5 years

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ASKS 14

Ok so 24 hours after I planned to do this but... last time I answered stuff was January(5 months ago). There is a lot under the cut ;n; sims, nonsims, other games, all kinds of stuff ya know

Anonymous said: Hi! Wcif the shirt you used on your Belle hair post? (Btw, that hair is GORGEOUS.)

I have the cc I use in my previews linked on Patreon. Makeup/skin and all that will be on my resource page once I get around to updating it for my 2 new models (who will be up for download soon hopefully). Also ty <3

Anonymous said: What make-up do you use for most of your posts?

The only eyeshadows I use are by @crypticsim or @catplnt. The makeup I use on Macie/Taylor are listed on my resource page. The other two models makeup will be added once I get them added on there but I know they both use similar stuff to Macie/Taylor.

@thatsimmergirl91 said: Just wanted to take a moment out and say how amazing you are ! I love all your stuff and your blog. Never forget how awesome you are 💗💗💗💗🙌🏻🙌🏻

Thank you so much. Like I know I am going to be typing a lot of thank yous in this post, but I truly mean them. Playing Sims/Making cc is something I did not think would be such a big thing in my life but god is it and I love doing it. Thank you again <3

Anonymous said: You're incredible and I love all your hairs! In fact, you're my favorite cc hair creator. My question is are you planning on making any hairs with the Island Living meshes anytime soon?

Thank you! I am glad you enjoy my hairs <3 I am planning some stuff with the island living meshes. Probably just a conversion to toddlers if I am able and I might do something simple with the adult meshes to release outside of my Patreon stuff. We shall see though! Ty again

@ayoshi said: When are you opening an Onlyfans?

idk babe when are you posting your birthmarks? ;)

Anonymous said: Heya! Love your cc! You're real talented

thank you! <3 It isn’t so much talent, more or less just a lot of practice and time. I appreciate the compliment though

Anonymous said: any tips to get high quality sims screenshots??

I have 2 methods I use. When I am taking CC previews I rotate my screen using Ctrl + Alt + the ◄ key. For my lookbooks/upcoming Sim downloads I use a method by foursims who deactivated?? This is the method/video <3

@verdeclaroangels said: What skin do you use??💕PS i love u

I use @luumia newest vanilla default, alongside his Smooth Butts overlay, and my own fruitpunch overlay. All are linked over on my resource page <3

@vhlori said: Austin queen of pop!

q king of edits! <3

Anonymous said: i love your creations and i appreciate the time you put into your cc, i wish i could support you 💕

Thank you!! Sometimes the time crunches can be stressful but I put them on myself so I survive haha. Don’t feel the need to support me please <3 I make sure everything is public eventually so that people dont feel like they are missing out on anything by deciding not to pledge. Thank you for wanting to though, I appreciate that a ton.

Anonymous said: Just a rant here. I'm annoyed that there are no rings in the glove category or some other category. The reason I want this is because I use eyelashes that are in the skin detail section and rings don't work and I don't want to use the accessory eyelashes because my sim wears glasses. It annoys me but that's all.

i... rant away luv i feel u

Anonymous said: What do you do besides sims? That is all you post about and I was curious if that is all you play?

I play Roblox with @ayoshi sometimes, cause that is about all my computer can handle lmao. I have a switch so I play some Nintendo titles on there like Zelda, Splatoon 2, and other stuff. I also have been plying Fortnite recently with @imvikai @greenllamas and @pinealexple. That is about all I play right now lmao. I play Animal Crossing Pocket Camp and Pokemon Go on my phone.

Anonymous said: Hi there ! Just wanted to say I've also been experiencing that problem with your 'downloads' page. I don't have a Tumblr account so I had to tell you this way. Perhaps it's a MacBook issue ? I'm not sure, but I'm using a MacBook Pro. Anyways, thank you for all the beautiful cc you provide us with, you're the best.

Yeah I got another ask about them using a Mac for it. That seems to be the problem. I am not a coder, nor do I know a single thing about coding. All I can suggest doing is going to http://aharris00britney.tumblr.com/tagged/s4cc and using that which sucks to page through I know :( I am sorry

Anonymous said: This is really random, but I love your Sims! I normally don't like Sims with Clay hair, but GIRL, you make them work. Just want to say to keep it up, and if I had money I would support you <3

Thank you lmao <3 stan clay hairs

Anonymous said: Literally im in this sims discord nd they were DRAGGING how you make the same sim in different skin colors and how you make such cookie cutter sims and honestly i felt bad

Meanwhile me in CAS:

Anonymous said: This may be a strange request but what does that one alien toddler you've used on multiple occasions to model hair look like when he's older?

He uuh... idk where they are in my library tbh I can’t find them cause I was going to age him up and show ya but.. yeah idk what happened RIP alien toddler

@amorimlulu said: Hi! I love your creations, they're incredible! I'm completely in love with two of your sims: the asian woman from the patreon 06-16 post and the woman from the ava hair post. Could you, pretty please, upload them on the gallery? I'm dying to play with them. Thank you ^^

I am planning to in the next month! I have the photos taken I just need to get the CC list together and plan it around Island Living posts, CC posts, all that jazzzzzz

Anonymous said: Hello Austin! I really like the way your sims look, so I was wondering if you can tell me where to get the skins and lashes, please? I am new to the Sims 4 and searching for some cute looks :)

Hey! I have this stuff listed on my resource page, and I have over 100 WCIF’s I have answered along with my lookbooks for some clothes. My cc finds blog is @aharris00finds if you want to look there :D

Anonymous said: can i just ask? how do you remove the shadows on hair with S4S? im a complete noob at s4s and i was wondering how you would do it?

You just need to click shadow, then make blank :) pic below

Anonymous said: Hi, just a quick message to say THANK YOU for all those beautiful creations. You are so talented and I want you to know that. Thank you so much for making my sims look way more beautiful !

thank you so much <3 I have said it before and idk if anyone will be able to convince me, but I am not talented lmao it just is experience :)

Anonymous said: hey, could u pls make a tutorial abt how u make ur mesh?? i love ur hair meshes so much

I have tried filming a tutorial before and I will just have to wait til I get a good mic lmao. My speed meshing videos are somewhat useful for learning but they are sped up and without instructions so take it with a grain of salt

Anonymous said: would you ever try to recreate lydia martins hair in 3.04? sorry, but you're the only teen wolf fan thats a simblr that i know and i desperately need that lovely hair in my game. thanks!

tbh I never finished Teen Wolf XD I stopped at the end of season 5 I think. Idk I just lost interest as I grew up :( Also I have no idea what hair that is sdfgfvb and google isnt telling me either. If you can send a link to a picture or DM me a picture I can see if I can make it <3

Anonymous said: Hi, could you please please upload this sim post/183989453251/e41 ! She's just too pretty

Anonymous said: please upload this sim from your post/183989453251/e41 for download? Thanks

Idk if I still have her saved but if I do I might upload her. I will check and see later tonight lmao

Anonymous said: Is there any way to put everything you make into a .zip file. I really like what you make and I wish there was a way to mass download it. It sounds dumb but really I enjoy your content

Tbh since I post hairs 3 times a month it would be hard for me to keep everything up to date. I might do something like all my CC from 2017 in one zip, and all my cc from 2018 in another? and then make one for 2019 at the end of the year. I’m not sure though.

Anonymous said: Wheres the hair in yo profile pic? And will you upload that sim? AND can you make more clothes ur amazing at it!!! (Also, asking 4 my bff <3 r u boy or girl?)

the hair in my current profile pic is Maddie Hair, the sim is already for download, and I will have some clothes coming next month :) I am a boy :P

Anonymous said: hello! is the model sim in your eve hair valentines special downloadable? I find her really pretty. I really enjoy all of your cc!! I love all of them soooo much.. :)

I will check if I saved her to my library, if so I will add it to the list of stuff I wanna try and do <3 also thank you

Anonymous said: Hey! Love your hairs! Can I request a Riley hair without the hairclip?

the riley hair doesn’t have a clip so I am going to assume you mean the Peyton hair since it was released in the same month. It wouldn’t really be possible to do Peyton without the clip since it has a part of the hair going up into the clip. Without it there would be a hole and if the hole was filled in it would still look weird since the hair would be going up into nothing. I’m sorry <3

@lacr1mation23 said: Kinda not a question. But, i'm gonna fangirl all over you. You ROCK!!! I LOVE your CCs. BEST. HAIRS. EVAR. Impressed like woah from Florida.

thank you so much ;n; this made me smile lmao I appreciate stuff like this a ton

Anonymous said: Hey I think there's something wrong w/ your Lydia hair.. could u fix it?

I’m not sure what the glitch is, so if you could send me a photo or an explanation of what it is then I could help.

Anonymous said: I'm sorry you're having a bad day! I want to let you know your CC is lovely and I hope you have a better day tomorrow! Lots of love and if you like chocolate then I'm sending you plenty of virtual chocolate to help you feel better!

lmao idk what ‘bad day’ I was happening when this was sent but thank you!! I had a rough semester but I am doing a lot better now I think :)

@simsloverlilian said: Hi lol I just think this is really funny, my friend asked me where do you get your cc? and I was like: "oh.. ahoob's WCIF place xDDDDDD" and we both died laughing.. at your place you can get amazing hairs, accs, shirts! (lol love your cc keep it up! ;))

thank you so much! I love that yall use my blog for finding cc :)

@raha-plays-the-sims said: Okay... I actually want to take a screenshot of my Sim with your new Riley hair on to my hair dresser and tell her to cut my hair that way XD I love it so much! Thank you for continuing to make amazing content!

lmao i have wanted to do this before with a male hair i found for my game. I never went through with it though XD thank you for the compliment <3

Anonymous said: Everyone!!! Stan LOONA for clear skin and good health...

stan red velvet and WJSN

Anonymous said: I just want to say that "EVERYTHING" about your blog/cc/sims is absolutely immaculate. Your CC is like renaissance to Sims 4 modding(I ain't even kidding).Thank you for sharing/uploading them here on tumblr. Would you be uploading any video on how you create your sims on youtube anytime soon? And what sliders do you usually use in creating sims if there are some?

thank you so much!!! I have tried recording my game before and the footage just comes out super lag. Hopefully later this year I will be able to get a computer and I could record something then. Also I don’t use any sliders or presets on my main Sims :)

@lllac-lady786 said: This isn’t a question, but your sims are just so pretty and you are so talented 🤩

thank you <3

Anonymous said: Did something happen to your Lydia hair?

I don’t think so? It seems to be fine for me

Anonymous said: How are you able to edit the new game pack when sims4studio hasn't been updated yet? I am itching to edit some stuff but I can't yet :(

I use CAS Tools! I might make a tutorial this week depending on how busy I am. Not sure though <3

Anonymous said: How likely would you be to recommend the new pack to another simmer out of 10?

(this was sent during Strangerville) I would say 8/10 recommendation. But I love storylines and stuff in games so my opinion is very based on that.

Anonymous said: Would you ever make male hair or recolour some of ea's so they work with your ombre accessory?

I am thinking of doing some ombre accessories for the new Island Living pack for the two ombre hairs. I am not sure if I will be able to or not but I will see :)

@milugameplay said: Hello sweetheart, I just like to say that I love the hairs that you create. Thank you for sharing them with us.

thank you <3 i appreciate the compliment

Anonymous said:Hi! When you uploaded peach earrings, the blonde sim had a braided hairstyle. Was it cc or a maxis one?

hey! It is from outdoor retreat GP :)

Anonymous said: Have nothing to ask. Just want to tell you that you are amazingly talented. ❤ I have been playing the sims since its original Sims 1 release, and have always been a heavy CC user. (Upwards of 50GB in sims 3). Never have I ever felt the need to download EVERYTHING a creator has ever made, until I found you. So, in short, you are amazeballs. Keep it up.

this is so sweet lmao. Even I don’t have all my own CC in my game <3 I appreciate this so so much. Thank you for this

Anonymous said: How did you learn to create custom content??Did you see any video tutorial? I'm trying to create a hair but I can not get it :(((( help me please

most of the stuff I have learned from trial and error, or help from S4S fourms and friends :) Feel free to message me with questions on tumblr or discord

Anonymous said: I know Sims 5 is still so far away, but I still have a question! With the release of Sims 4 so many awesome creators for Sims 3 just stopped creating from one day to another. So my question is: Could you imagine yourself creating Custom Content for Sims 5? I'm asking because I seriously love every single piece you create for Sims 4, and I really wish the glory era of Ah00b won't end with the release of Sims 5. Ily! <3

it depends on the style that TS5 goes for tbh. I love Sims 4 style and I don’t know much of anything about creating alpha hairs so if TS5 goes that direction I doubt I would be able to create for it. also thank you for calling it the glory era of ah00b lmao

Anonymous said: You have hairs named after all the girls in black pink except Rosé. Is there a reason for this?

Well I named a hair Rosanne thinking it was close enough to her name lmao. I might name a hair coming in July Rosie. We shall see when it gets to July XD

#asks #oml this was a mess bc my computer froze after I answered all these the first time and I had to go back through and reanswer #so I didn't answer some stuff the second time bc I was a bit annoyed with my computer #inbox is cleared Ill start answering stuff once a month #lets hope

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junionigiri · 6 years

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Boom Clap [bnha: vigilantes one shot]

Story Summary: Haimawari Koichi is quite content spending New Year's Eve alone in his run-down rooftop apartment, but Iida Tensei has other plans.

Relationship: Haimawari Koichi/Iida Tensei

Rating: T

Warnings/Notes: haha wtf is a warm-up drabble anyways. this isn’t edited but whatever. gonna go back to my other AU in a bit. Happy new year everyone :)

31 December 20XX, 2154H

Haimawari Koichi watches the night sky alone.

He has cans of beer, one of them already open and half-empty in his hand. His phone is out, but apart from taking piss-poor quality photos of the stray fireworks already colouring the night sky in vivid oranges and greens and pinks, it is glaringly quiet. Almost… annoyingly so. But he can’t complain.

Pop is finally spending time with her family and not with some college-aged vigilante, as proper middle school girls ought to. Makoto-senpai is with her older brother too--she managed to pressure him into going home to see their parents after so long.

His college friends wouldn’t step near here, for obvious reasons. And the kinda-friends he’s met as a vigilante… well, Koichi’s kind of dense, but even he understands that inviting Eraserhead for a beer here isn’t the most genius idea.

Knuckleduster… well who knows where he really is right now. Koichi only hopes that he’s alive wherever he is. He doesn’t have a lot of chances to say that he misses that insane master of his, not even to himself.

And… that’s the extent of his friends, he realizes. Those close enough that he can theoretically ask to spend some time with him on his little rooftop in the city, at least.

That’s… kind of sad. But he tries not to think about that too much.

There’s no one else here.

It’s not so bad, he supposes. Life as a college student by day, a vigilante by night isn’t exactly the most quiet. He made up a stupid University-related excuse not to go home to Mom’s because villains don’t take the holidays off (and also he prefers meeting the new year without being slapped silly like a fly). So he should really enjoy the quiet, while he can.

Another stray firework explodes above his head. He tries to capture it on camera, for what it’s worth. As expected, it looks shitty, exactly what you get from a flip-phone camera.

He deletes it.

It’s quiet. A breeze blows by, cold and biting, but his All Might hoodie keeps him warm.

It’s the perfect time for a villain to strike. If he were a villain, he’d strike now.

He looks at the streets below his complex. Come on. Somebody? Anybody?

Nope. Nada. He sighs, and looks up the sky again. Maybe he should patrol, or something? Ah, but during holidays like this, the younger heroes are out and about, on higher alert than on a normal day. If he ran into any of them, he might just be the one to get arrested. Not the best thing to happen to greet the new year.

His phone rings like a bell, startling him. “Ah--”

He flips his phone open. A single message, a short one, but just enough to make his heart flutter.

Tensei Iida (2201H): Happy New Year to you and your family! Here’s hoping that the incoming year is prosperous! Let’s work hard together! - Turbo Hero Ingenium

He’s two hours too early for the generic new year’s greeting texts, isn’t he? He must have thought ahead and sent the message before the signals got congested. Figures that the Turbo Hero is ahead of everyone, even new year’s texts.

Still… Koichi’s smiling a little too wide just receiving a generic greeting. Ah, frickin’ stupid, really--

Their chat thread isn’t exactly brimming with messages, either. In fact, this is the first message in their log. They exchanged numbers ages ago during one of their runs, but there really isn’t a good reason for either of them to send messages to each other. Besides, Koichi thinks that it wouldn’t be good for one of the more popular heroes to be in close contact with an infamous vigilante--who knows when the police might need to check his text records, or something…

Oh… and also, his crippling shyness gets in the way of making a proper human-like text too, let’s not forget about that.

His fingers tap nervously against the keys of his phone, erasing and re-typing and erasing his messages again. Double-thinking whether it’s too eager or too disinterested or just right for him to text now, or in a minute, or in an hour--

What is he going to say, anyway? Blessings to you too, please keep watching out for us? Yeah, let’s work hard together, you on the legal side and me on the dark shady criminal side? Yeah man I can’t wait til we run again, please wear tighter jogging shorts this year hehe jk lol. Oh, wait, is this the appropriate time to confess his crazy gay crush yet? With any luck, the moment Tensei reads it, there’s fireworks in the sky, boom boom and then--

Koichi, no. Just. No.

He inhales, and lets his thumbs fly over the keypad. Happy New Year, he starts out in Japanese, ending with a :) .

Too plain. He deletes that.

Happy New Year, he writes, in English this time. There, that’s not too plain, that might be something that Tensei will at least be a lil bit amused to read. Right. He thinks about it a little more, and adds another :) .

Well. That won’t make any hearts throb. That’s… seenzoned material, that’s not really-- yeah, that’s really boring, even for a generic new year’s greeting that he’s spent a lot of thought on.

A generic new year’s greeting that he’s spent five… ten… fifteen minutes composing already. What the fuck, Koichi. Just say something, anything, just fill up the screen with some shitty fireworks kaomoji and blame it on Pop if he asks about it.

He takes a deep breath. Okay, so… the past year he’s gotten away a lot with being a little more impulsive, right? So just… say what you want, and just let things happen. Most likely nothing will happen, so.

Me: Happy New Year! Thanks for all your help this year. Hope you and your family are doing well, ‘specially Tenya. If you’re patrolling, I hope you don’t run into anyone too dangerous lol~

Before he berates himself for sounding stupid, he presses send. It gets delivered at 2218H.

Okay. Well that isn’t so bad. But the cutesy ~ makes him cringe.

He shuts his phone with a satisfying snap and takes a sip of his beer. Ugh, his face is getting warm, this beer isn’t cold enough! Come on, isn’t it supposed to be winter, where are the bitter biting winds when you need them?

No cold wind comes, only another message. He almost tosses his phone over the side of the building the moment his phone chimes again.

He takes a deep breath, flips his phone open and reads:

Tensei Iida (2221H): Thanks, Haimawari-kun! Tenya’s doing well, he’s with our grandparents outside the city. Just about to finish my shift now tho, so obviously I won’t be celebrating with everyone ^_^’ Are you patrolling too? Try not to get caught, okay?

Ahhh ahhh a real reply ahhhhhhh a blessed smiley from Ingenium, ahhh. He needs to go in and put his head in the freezer.

But he doesn’t--Tensei replied to him really fast, so surely it’s polite to reply to him really fast too. I mean it’s the polite thing to do. A guy on patrol in a quiet city has the means to reply fast, so he should return the favor.

Trying to will his heart not to go doki doki much like a shoujo manga heroine, he struggles to type, Oh, im not lmao theres a lot of you out there and i dont want to spend the new year in prison.

Tensei Iida (2224H): You’re right! That’s a relief. I don’t want to go to Tartarus just so we can go jogging together! ;) Tensei Iida (2224H): so are you with your folks? Out of town?

The winky face, and the implication that Tensei would visit him in maximum security prison should the opportunity arises almost kills him on the spot. Koichi suppresses another urge to roll over the cement tiles of the rooftop and manages to reply:

Me (2226H): nah. naruhata Tensei Iida (2327H): oh. In the university dorm, by yourself? Me (2228H): haha no lmao i dont live in the university. i live up on the roof in that one rundown apartment two blocks away cant miss it Me (2229H): but yeah by myself Tensei Iida (2331H): !!! on new years eve? Me (2232H): yeah? Tensei Iida (2335H): Oh! Well, that’s not good... Me (2236H): lmao do u feel that sorry for me Tensei Iida (2337H): It’s not that! Sorry hahahaha Me (2238H): its ok haha

Well, that’s a little awkward. Koichi doesn’t know what to say next, and when the minutes pass by, the speedy replies suddenly stops. He tries to type out another reply to tell him to change the subject but he has no clue how to proceed.

And then, the minutes pass in silence. There are more fireworks rising in the skies now, building up a crescendo for the bigger ones scheduled for midnight. They’re really pretty, but Koichi’s guts are in turmoil, giddiness making them churn in one direction, and pure anxiety in the opposite direction.

Fifteen minutes later, to his surprise, his phone chimes again.

Tensei Iida (2253H): 16th st apartment complex?

A firework goes boom behind his head. Koichi blinks. Uh. yeah, he types in dumbly.

Tensei Iida (2254H): Ok. Look down. :D

Koichi stares at the message for another dumb second and almost trips over himself rushing to the edge.

It’s a little hard to see since he’s way down there, but Koichi doesn’t miss the shiny silver and blue of Ingenium’s mecha-inspired hero suit. He’s waving up at him, and Koichi hopes that he sees him waving back.

He’s prepared to turn on his heel and run down to meet him, but he sees Tensei hold his hand up, in a gesture for him to stay right where he is. Koichi tilts his head curiously, raises both arms in a confused shrug.

He’s far away, but Koichi sees him give his trademark grin. He goes five steps backwards…

And Recipro-bursts his way up the side of the building.

“Holy sh--”

It’s less than half a minute when Ingenium makes it up and over the ledge. Smoke rises from the engines of his arms and it’s really concerning, but the way the Turbo Hero is just smiling at him with a salute, like he’s in a mission to rescue him from the burning building of his heart just... makes him melt in a stupid puddle without any sense of comprehension.

“Hey there, Crawler,” Tensei says, stepping closer to him.

“Hey,” Koichi stammers out. “Um… that was neat and all, but you know we have an elevator, so--”

The pro laughs. “Yeah, but elevators are pretty slow, and I wanted to see you faster than they would allow me.”

Anyone who is interested is free to canvass Koichi’s corpse of its vital organs. Just. Say the word.

“Yeah, you were… pretty fast, haha.” His voice catches like he’s still in puberty. He clears his throat. “I didn’t know you could run up the sides of buildings. That’s pretty insane.”

“Yeah, I didn’t know I could too.”

“Uh.”

Tensei collapses on the floor, legs crossed and arms waving in front of him like they’re boneless. “You wouldn’t happen to have any juice there, would you? My arms are feeling pretty wobbly, and--”

Aaaah wtf! “Y-yeah, hang on a sec, Iida--”

Koichi glides in his apartment in the speed of light and rummages through the scanty contents of his fridge. He has to dig a bit to find the stock of grapefruit juice at the back.

(Since that incident with the Catbus, he buys a stock of them on impulse and carries a bottle with him during patrols. In the tiny chance that he runs into Tensei and he needs extra fuel, he’s frickin’ ready. And if he doesn’t, well… grapefruit juice doesn’t taste that bad, so…)

He’s back to Tensei in record time. He tosses the bottle to him, and the pro chugs it down gratefully. He instantly looks refreshed at the last gulp, puts down the bottle with an aahhh and only grins at Koichi’s distress.

“What the heck, Iida! You haven’t done anything like that before?!”

He laughs awkwardly. “I’ve run up two storeys before, but--”

Koichi’s apartment complex is, like, ten storeys high. “Y-you could have gone splat or kaboom on the way up here, man! You could have been a really bloody human firework!”

Tensei shrugs. “I didn’t though! This tells me a lot about what I can do with my quirk!”

He’s a little too chill for someone who could have fallen ten storeys down onto the dirty Naruhata pavement, Koichi thinks. He gives him an exasperated look and collapses next to him. “Yeah, I guess, but… you didn’t have to do all that just to see me…”

He grins at him again, leans his head closer to his, like he tends to do from time to time. Koichi reckons that it’s because Tensei doesn’t have a good sense of personal space, but all the same it makes his heart throb painfully in his chest. “I felt like I did. Let me show off from time to time, Haimawari-kun.”

Ahh you cheesy bastard, Tensei, you bleeding show-off. It’s a good thing it’s so dark, because he’s sure he’s a cherry tomato by that time, and he can’t blame it on the half-empty can of beer next to him. “Hah! Sure, do that… I’d show off my new moves to you too if I could. You’re lucky I can’t, you’d feel like a total slowpoke hahaha--”

What the fuck is he saying, he doesn’t know anymore. This back-and-forth shit-talking thing (Makoto insists that it’s flirting, but Koichi disagrees because hah why would Iida Tensei flirt with a guy like him?) is more natural when they’re running out the streets and out of breath from trying to outdo each other. Without the excuse of physical exhaustion to explain away his stammering, Koichi’s a little worried of how brainless he might have sounded then.

Tensei only looks more and more amused, and doesn’t get any less close. “I dunno about that, Crawler. Been a while since we had a real race.”

“Heh, you’re right.” Koichi has been more careful using his quirk in public, out of disguise. He doesn’t wear his All Might hoodies when he’s around Tensei, unless by accident.

A silence falls between them, a slightly uncomfortable one where Koichi is hyperaware of the steadily increasing proximity between them, of the alcohol in his veins, of his rushing pulse. Trying to distract himself, he reaches out for an unopened can of beer and offers this to Tensei, who accepts.

He pulls the tab off the cheap, lukewarm thing, tilts it close to his. “Cheers.”

Koichi nods. “Cheers.”

They take a swig in unison. Fireworks explode above them, spurts of colors in the sky. The shine of the lights above do something interesting over the steel of Tensei’s suit.

“Hey, so… if you want to take your suit off--”

“Hm?” Tensei looks down on himself. “You want me to strip down? I usually expect dinner first, but for you--”

“That’s not what I--” Koichi stammers, as he flushes in an ever deeper scarlet that he doesn’t think is even possible. Ah, how drunk is he, huh? How Asian is he that he would turn this red, just from drinking this teensy amount of beer?

He takes off the metal plates more carelessly than Koichi reckons he should be handling them, and lets them down on the floor next to him with a sound. Tensei looks grateful for the extra breathing space as he leans back to appreciate the growing noise and lights above them. “This is an awesome spot, Koichi. The view’s great from up here, huh?”

“Yeah, you know it.”

(And the younger boy leans back, away from him, and tries not to appreciate how Tensei looks in just that tight black bodysuit thing he has underneath. Lean, broad, muscly, like a Greek god, and...)

A few quiet moments pass by. Tensei finishes a can. Koichi works on his third one and he doesn’t know why he’s suddenly drinking so fast. He coughs a little to clear up his suddenly tight throat. “So it’s weird because you almost died going up here, but thanks for coming up here, I guess… it’s pretty cool being up here, by myself--”

Perfectly content, and lonely, and quite possibly drunk by himself by this time, but not as drunk as he feels right there next to him--

“--but it’s cool not… looking at all the pretty lights by myself this time,” he struggles out. Stupid, really, he isn’t even looking at the fireworks anymore, just the beer can under his nose, like he’s reading tea leaves and begging for some clarity.

“Yeah. I’m glad I invited myself up here, too,” Tensei says gently. “I’m shameless I know, but knowing you’re alone up here, I couldn’t help myself--”

Koichi laughs nervously. “Yeah, you are pretty--”

When he turns his head, Tensei’s nose is two centimeters away from his. His eyes are looking right into his, freezing him in place.

“... pretty,” he swallows, already lost. “... shameless.”

Tensei makes a sound in his throat, so quiet that he can’t hear it among the sounds of explosions, but he’s so close he feels the hit, like he Shooty-Go-Blammed himself in the chest. He might be agreeing or disagreeing but fuck whatever they were talking about, Koichi can’t remember why the small talk matters anymore.

Tensei puts one gloved hand underneath his chin, a lackadaisical grin on his face showing off that sharp incisor that Koichi thinks is very cute. “Pretty,” he agrees.

He feels the change in the air, feels the charge spark in between them, through his eyeballs and his little brain.

They lean in closer. Eyes flutter closed. Koichi’s heart is beating fast and hot and electric.

Lips touch.

Explosions go off in his brain.

Ahhh, Koichi screams in his head, as the sensation of Tensei’s insanely soft lips on his beery virgin ones immediately makes him question reality. One hand goes up to experimentally touch the back of the older man’s head, fingers threading through that soft, dark hair. He pushes a little, nudges him just a little closer to him. The minuscule distance between them practically disappears.

“Ahhh--” This time his mental scream is an audible gasp when Tensei pushes him down on the concrete, supporting his head and back with gloved hands, and continues the kissing with Koichi underneath him.

Sparks of light litter the night air, like violent blooming flowers against the infinite canopy of darkness, in booms and kablooeys and claps and other ridiculous noises. Koichi doesn’t care to wax poetic about them, not when his heart is probably doing the same shit, with Tensei and his warmth is right there above him, feeling so nice and right.

Yeah, he belongs right here, right in his arms. What the hell has he done all year, the blur that is his 19 years of life, before this?

Eventually they have to break the kiss to get some of that chill air between their lungs. They gasp in unison, a dashing smile on Tensei’s face, and a dopey smile on Koichi’s. The older man caresses the side of his face. “Haimawari-kun,” he says gently.

“Yeah? Ah, it’s Koichi, by the way.”

Tensei nods. “Koichi-kun,” he repeats.

That right there is the stuff of dreams. Koichi feels like he’s overheating, despite the winter night. “Hah, is it new years yet, Iida? We should be counting down, or something--”

He gets another sweet kiss on the lips instead. Moments stretch before him. The concrete under him feels like the softest cloud as he allows himself to melt under his touch once again.

“It’s Tensei,” he breathes sensually into his ear. “And… honestly, I don’t care about the time, Koichi, just--”

There’s jovial shouting down at where the city square is, and more light and noise, far away from their rooftop.

“Yeah,” Koichi agrees with a smile. “Fuck that clock.”

They laugh like a couple of idiots, and kiss some more and damn, he could do with more of this in the coming years.

Soon, it’s January. The air is getting a little colder. They spend the rest of the first day of the new year in Koichi’s humble apartment, warmer than either of them could ever hope for.

#bnha fic #bnha vigilantes #tenkoi #koisei #haimawari koichi #iida tensei #koichi x tensei #new years kiss #let's celebrate everyone

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