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inncubus-honey · 1 year

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treating wounds with skz

a/n: hey sorry for being mia, but im back with an ot8 post before the next royal fic. these scenarios are not connected in any way and are written in different aus for each boy

tw: talks of open wounds, blood, gunshots and graphic death in jeongins part(let me know if i missed anything)

ot8 x gn!reader

Word Count: 3.7k

bang chan- night after a full moon (werewolf au):

bruises were lightning down his back, mainly focused on his shoulder blades. darker than the rest, while others just blotted around.

"are they as bad as last time?" his eyes met mine as i came around to his front, his normally deep voice that echoed just barely came out as a whisper this time, it was more hoarse than normal. i dabbed cream to the corner of his lips; he always has some cuts on or around lips after a transformation.

after chan transforms back, he always comes home with new bruises and scars. thankfully, they're not as bad as last time. in the woods, there were hunter traps set up. chan thankfully only got caught in a net trap, but when one hunter cut the rope, he had bruised ribs for a week.

"no. just those bruises on your back and scratches here and there." he gave a slight hiss as i started rubbing in the cream on his lip. so i placed a gentle kiss onto his jaw; one hand came up my cheek to which chan then buried himself into my neck.

chan just rested himself on my neck. i dont blame him, i would do the same if once a month my body contorted in the most extreme ways a human body can. now chan is just bearing with me as i fix him up, but its better than going to bed now and waiting till morning to clean him up.

"wanna go to bed early, wolfie?" my hand came up this time and i played his soft curls as they faded into a dull blue.

"please..." he pleaded softly into my skin. giving him another kiss on his forehead, i laid chan down on his side of the bed. making sure his wounds didnt hurt as he moved or that he wasnt lying on them. leaving the room, i went to the kitchen and got some water and pain pills for the morning.

changing into my pjs of choice, i gently climbed into bed and hugged chans back. then we were brought into the sweet arms of sleep.

minho- kitchen accident:

it did feel a little bad to laugh at minho as he pouted next to me. his glare looked like a cat getting a bath, just staring down the members.

"minho hyung, we're sorry! please forgive us!" han and hyunjin crowded minho. their faces contorted into worry as i bandaged his hand.

hyunjin and han decided to pop confetti cannons for minho because they thought he was so cute as mc today.

bad part was minho was cutting vegetables which caused him to slice his palm. thankfully it's not deep nor requires stitches which is why i am bandaging it now.

"minho hyung say something please! even if you yell at us, just say something!" hyunjin pleaded at his feet, han coping the action, their hands in the prayer position.

"...next time make sure no one is holding a sharp object before you let confetti cannons, you idiots." his voice was stern, but he didnt sound too angry with the boys.

i gave a slight chuckle at what i was watching go down, minho turned to me with a slight glare. i focused back down on his hand and put a safety pin in to keep the wrap together.

"we're so sorry again, hyung! we'll be super duper careful next time!" then like the kids they are, they ran off do whatever now.

"you're like a grumpy uncle to them whenever chans not here." he brought his hand into his lap as i went to the kitchen and cleaned what mess was left there.

"does that make you a cute and sweet aunt to them?" i could hear the smirk in his voice as i washed the cutting board. looking back, he did have his signature smirk which made my cheeks hotter than before.

"i suppose so, uncle."

his non-injured hand came around my waist as he left little kisses to the nape of my neck.

i got the vegetables out and started cutting them again.

"i suppose so, aunty."

changbin- after a battle:

his armor sat on the chair, his claymore standing tall against it. i brought the pitcher from the dresser over the bowl on the nightstand. changbin rested on his back, thankfully no major injuries there.

diagonally across his chest from the valley of pecks ending below his left peck by two or three inches.

"has the medicine helped at all?" dipping a rag into the warm water, ringing it out and dabbing it gently across the wound it went from stark white to a pick tint.

changbin hissed and gave a muffled groan at the contact. he looked over my eyes and held contact as i cleaned his wound.

"better, not by much...but seeing my love after weeks without their beautiful eyes, warm smile or comforting touch i would never need any medicine again..."

fluttering smiles came along with avoided eye contact, changbin always knew how to bring my heart into my throat. i moved with light movements to clean his wound, changbin letting out hisses and groans every now and then.

i gave him my free hand to hold as i finished up with cleaning.

"i'm almost done, my dear. but soon then i'll have to start on stitches..." changbin gave my hand a hard squeeze as i moved to get the needles and thread.

"can i get a kiss after every stitch, darling?"

leaning over, i pressed my lips to his slightly dry ones. his callused hand cupped my jaw, bringing me closer to him; as much he could with his wound between us.

"your wish is my command, love."

hyunjin- after a surgery:

"y/n-this is the worst part...." walking with a bowl of warm water and a little bit of soap, hyunjin starting groaning and tried moving away from it as much as he could without hurting himself.

"i know, love. its only a couple of days until the doctor allows you to take a shower fully." sitting next to him, hyunjin grumbled to himself on his phone as i started moving the blanket and his shirt away from the stitches.

ringing out the cloth given to us by the doctor for the stitches, i lightly dabbed the area to keep it clean. glancing between hyunjin and my hand as i cleaned, i made sure not to make any rough movements on the stitching and causing more discomfort for hyunjin.

“i must look so gross for you, huh?” hyunjin rubbed his face with a whine. i felt myself frown at his discomfort because of his situation, i would feel the same way if i had to wait a week for a shower. when i got an idea to help him with this feeling. i told him i’ll be right back and went to the bathroom and brought in a chair for him to sit on as i would wash hair and face without getting his wound wet.

“hyunjin, lovebug, do you think you can stand up for me?”

“um yeah, but what for, y/n?” i grabbed his hands and gently pulled him up as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed while being mindful of his wound as he bent over on it.

“i think i have a way to wash your hair and face without getting your wound wet.” i wrapped plastic wrap around the incision to keep it dry. i got to work on cleaning his hair and face for him, hums of content as he has not been able to lift his arms above his head in a week.

10 minutes later, hyujins upper body is clean and hes back in bed now with a clean wound and clean hair.

han- falling off a skateboard:

“babe, this trick is for you!” han pointed towards me as i sat on the bench with seungmin. looking over at him, he got a running start towards the quarter and half pipe with changbin and chan cheering him on behind him. it was an autumn night in seoul; han, i and his friends were at an empty skatepark.

han grabs his board and pulls a cool 1260 flip of it and i felt a slight blush as he winked at me, i heard seungmin fake gag to my right. but upon landing his flipped underneath him shooting him forward and he rolled a couple feet.

“hannie!” jumping to my feet, i start racing towards him with changbin and chan coming from the other side, dropping their boards. carefully, i placed a hand on his shoulder as he sat up from his tumble.

“han, are you okay? that was a nasty fall…” chan also looked at han as he held his face in hands. he looked up and slowly removed his hands to only show the bottom half of his face covered in blood.

“oh shit, thats a lot of blood. hold on, bubs i have napkins in my bag.” quickly i ran over to where i was sitting, bringing it back with me over to the boys. chan and changbin did their best to control his bleeding as I dug around my clustered bag.

“found them! gently press them against your nose and tilt your head forward baby.” han slowly moved his hands, some blood dripping onto the concrete as he made sure not to get anymore on his clothes. a little bit had gotten on his shirt when he initially sat up, one i had given to him for his birthday and i think he felt bad.

“i have water in my car, ill help him clean up over there.” chan and changbin nodded, helping me stand han up. when we get over to my car, i grabbed my water bottle and poured it over the blood staining his cheeks and mouth.

“are you okay, hannie?” he could finally talk now that he had no blood in his mouth. he took some napkins and dried off his mouth.

“did you like my trick tho?” stopping in my tracks, i looked up at han with wide eyes as his puppy eyes glanced back at me.

“babe, you just busted your nose and had what looked like half a liter of blood on your face and thats what you’re worried about?” his eyes got bigger before answering with a pout pursing his lips.

“yes! i was only worried you thought that it sucked cause i busted up my face…” he mumbled as he peered up at me through his hair. letting out a soft chuckle and carefully moving the hair from his eyes, i pressed a kiss to his forehead.

“i thought it was cute that you dedicated a trick to me, but i hate seeing you hurt. i know its your not fault you got hurt, but i still get worried.” i cupped his adorable quokka cheeks in my hands as he gave a toothy grin at my words.

“i love you, y/n..” it came out as a whisper.

gently i kissed him busted lips.

“i love you, han..”

felix- scraped knee:

“hurry up y/n, you slowpoke!” felix dragged on my arm as we walked towards the arcade, an iced americano in one hand while his other was in mine. i held my drink in my other free hand at a slow pace to his favorite place.

“luvs, its around the block, we’re in no rush to play games.” he huffed, making duck lips with a pout and reluctantly came back into my side. i hooked my elbow through his as we made our way down the sidewalk.

“plus, its so pretty outside today. we have a nice walk to the arcade before we have a day of playing games until the sun goes down, bokkie.” a little nudge of my arm into his caused me to sigh and nod into my shoulder.

“Is there anything you’re looking forward to playing when we get there?” his chest rumbled against my shoulder as i thought about it.

“either ddr or crane games. i hope i can get at least one stuffed animal before we leave.” felix rolled his eyes and groaned, jokingly, as i elbowed him in his ribs.

“well, you always play beat saber or shooting games, mr. bokkie.” felix let go of my arm and let out a gasp at my accusation. putting his hand over chest in a dramatic way then moving them to his hip.

“i dont always play beat saber or shooting games y/n…i also the driving games.” he stated then took a sip of his drink. covering my mouth as i laughed at his dramatic actions. rounding the corner with felix was on the side towards the street. he would never let be on the streetside cause he would always say ‘then i would push you out the way and we could have our kdrama moment.’ then i would just roll my eyes at his cheesiness.

but as we turned, felix tripped causing his drink to spill, but also he was wearing shorts as it was spring his knees were all scraped up now.

“felix, are you okay luvs?” he hopped up onto the bench behind him as i looked for napkins in my bag. a few blood trails traveled down his legs as we both looked at them, his drink long forgotten melting into the sidewalk.

“yeah, just a scrape. but i spilled my drink…” he mumbled while looking at his knees. looking around for a cafe where i can grab napkins real quick.

“ill buy you another drink in a bit, but i want to get this cleaned up first. im gonna quickly get some napkins, dont move babe.”

jogging back to where felix was, i gently pressed them to his knees and used the water i had in my bag to clean up the dried blood. standing up from the ground, i held my hand to felix. confused, he looked up back to me.

“lets you another drink then go to the arcade, luvs.” a smirk appeared on his face and took his hand in mine as we walked to the cafe i got the napkins from.

“thank you, y/n. even though its just some scrapes on my knees, thank you. i love you.” he pecked my cheek as we entered.

“no problem, bokkie. i know you would do it for me as well.”

seungmin- escaping the enemy (fantasy au):

seungmins tight grip on my hand pulled through the burning fields. his other hand held his sword out in front of him to defeat anyone in front of us. wind whipped past my ears as his ebony locks flew off his forehead showing his stern, but boyish face that sent my heart skipping beats.

“this way, y/n! into the forest, we’ll lose them there!” he guided us to the treeline, my legs were screaming for break, but they were right on our tail. i couldn’t slow seungmin down and risk us getting caught, so i had to push forward and ignore the pain in my legs and lungs. arrows raining into the ground as they just barely missed us upon the emerald painting of trees.

the field was painted like a sunset with the fire that was roaring from the enemies arrows. gods, we didn’t even have a minute to process what happened; we had to keep moving to the castle.

“seungmin! seungie, i can’t breathe…” it was either from the smoke or from running for so long and far, i couldn’t tell. coughing into my arm caused seungmin to look back and for us to finally slow down.

“j-just a minute, please…i think we lost them anyway.” taking deep breaths to control it better, i finally got a good look at seungmin and how he was faring in all of this. his left arm was bleeding at the shoulder and seeping into the white fabric of his shirt.

“seungmin, you’re bleeding! we need to treat this before it gets in-!” cutting me off was seungmin pulling me into a bush and clamping a gloved hand over my mouth. he pressed me into his chest as we saw an enemy rider wander past our hiding spot.

i felt seungmins heart beat violently against his ribs as he sandwiched us together. soon the rider left our spot and disappeared behind the flames which lead seungmin to let out a breath.

“s-seungmin..you c-can let go now..” i whispered, not daring to speak normally at this moment. seungmin locked our eyes back together. i think i saw the apples of his cheeks dust with a pink before he slowly released his grip on my body to his.

“forgive me, my liege.” tearing his gaze from mine to the forest floor. looking back at his left arm, it looked like it was still bleeding. so i grabbed the dagger hidden in my boot and took it to the bottom of my flowy shirt, cutting a strip.

“y/n, what are you doing? you’ll ruin-” seungmin reached his arm out to stop, but i was done before he could stop me.

“its just a shirt, seungmin. i can get a hundred more like it if i asked father.” i pulled seungmin closer by his outstretched arm and went to his left arm.

“its a scratch, y/n. i can worry-” he stopped himself when i tightened it around the wound.

“but you are injured. i dont like seeing you injured, seungmin.” glancing at him through my lashes, i saw the same dusting back and i fought back a smile at this moment.

“now lets worry about finding a way back to the castle.” seungmin only nodded and gave my hand a squeeze; he started leading us through the woods with smiles etched into our faces.

jeongin- pistol whipped (cod/military au):

gabes men held the boys and i by our arms as he spoke with a stupid smirk on his face, guns pointed into everyones backs. one false move and you're dead.

“the world will only benefit from the mission going wrong! you're all either against me or with me! if you are with me, step forward and you will forgiven for your transgressions!” we all shared looks between each other as no one moved.

“your stupid plan isnt going to work, gabe! the only one benefitting from your plan is you. you've just conned these poor soldiers into doing your dirty work.” all our eyes moved to jeongin as he spoke up before anyone else could. gabe glared hard at the youngest boy, nodding towards the man behind him.

jeongin was brought forward to gabes feet, chan and I gave each other panicked looks as he pulled a gun on jeongin. shouts and cries came from the other boys as we all tried to rush to his side.

“no don't! gabe if you fucking touch him-”

“if i touch him, you’ll do nothing cause then i’ll actually kill him y/n.” jeongin looked back at me, worry shown in his eyes but also gave a nod showing that it was okay. standing down from gabe, jeongin turned back to him only to be met with his pistol.

jeongin jerked to the side from the force, gabe forced him back to look at him with a tight grip on his jaw with blood splattered across the side of a truck as he pulled away. i saw blood dripping from the barrel of gabes gun as he raised it again to hit the other side of jeongins jaw, slightly moving forward only to be pulled back by the man holding me.

“its for the greater good that you all be stopped! so i can bring-!” a bullet entered his head before he could finish; blood moved down his face and soaked into his gear as the gun dropped from his grasp. his body dropped like a sack of flour as everyone trained their eyes to the direction of the bullet.

changbin held out a handgun with the man that was holding him dead behind him on the ground. this shot everyone into action and started fighting the remaining gabes men. i head-butted the man holding my wrist and grabbed his gun from the hostler, shooting him in the chest twice before rushing over to jeongin who held his head down.

“are you okay, jeongin? is anything broken?” gently, i cupped his jaw and moved his face to look up at me. blood pooled onto my hands from his jaw, coughing up blood into his hands before fully looking at me. his big brown eyes gazing into mine which made my heart flatter a bit at the bit.

“im fine, lune. are you? they didn't hurt you too badly, did they?” carefully, i looked at his nose to make sure its not broken. thankfully, it was not broken and i pulled out my handkerchief for his nose.

“no, im fine. i just got so scared for you when gabe pulled out the gun on you. don’t sacrifice yourself in the future or else i’ll kill you myself, you stupid fox.” pulling jeongin off the ground and into a jeep with the boys. jeongin chuckled at my statement which made me pout.

“noted, my lune. also that adorable pout of yours makes me really if you really are a cold, hearted sniper.” he nibbled at the shell of my ear. i gave a light punch to the shoulder as i pulled out the med kit from the back of the jeep and go to work on properly cleaning up jeongin.

“but for real, don’t be a hero and always put yourself in harms way. i-we need you; the boys would miss their youngest member.” i cleaned up the blood around his mouth, his eyes bore into mine as the car jumped and threw us around.

“i’ll try not to in the future, lune. i know how much you miss me.” he smirked at the slip up i made earlier.

leaning down, he pressed a kiss softly to my lips and I kissed back. chan drove us to the next meeting spot where captain price was waiting for us to figure out what was going on.

#stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids fluff #x reader #gn reader #honey writings

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mudpuddless · 3 years

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"the bite in the night and the secret teeth society"

or: what happens when you put Bond in charge of coming up with names

wc: 1.504, vampire/werewolf/fae AU

Mallory was M. He had worked towards this for last twenty threee years, and now he was M and M was dead. the other M, the one that had been the face and soul of the title for so long now.

Mallory was late for his first official meeting. to be completely fair he had only just learned there was a meeting and it wasnt like he could make the elevator move any faster anyhow, so at least it wasn’t entirely his fault. miss moneypenny, his new secretary had just sent him a notification, even though he could have sworn there would be no meetings today, and he had been very sure. It would after all be his very first official meeting.

Mallory was stressed out because he was late for his very first official meeting but Mallory was also M, so it wasn't exactly a good look. He tried to think of something else, but the elevator pinged and the doors opened and Mallory took a deep, calming breath. He might be late, but he was also M, and he hadn’t come by the position by doing anything by halves.

Ten minutes later M was sitting in front of Q’s cluttered desk in a previously cluttered chair in a small, cluttered, office. One of the technicians had spotted him entering Q branch, quickly checked the time and guided him to the Quartermasters office. Which was, by the looks of it the smallest room in the entirety of Q branch, and also devoid of a Quartermaster. The tiny, nervous part of M was glad; he wasnt the last to arrive, so he really couldnt be blamed for not being here on time. M leaned back in his chair and occupied his time looking around the room. To him it seemed like a glorified storage space, the only difference being the desk, which was placed in the middle of the room instead of against a wall like one usually saw in a workspace.

M didnt notice someone had walked up behind him until the young man was already past him, dumping a stack of paper onto the desk. Right behind him was M’s new secretary, who somehow balanced four cups of coffee in her hands.

The young man, Q, as M now realised, huffed at the desk, and - M suspected - the mess, before falling backwards into his chair.

Miss moneypenny simply put down the cups of coffee on top of the stack of papers and pulled out a chair from under the desk. Q stencilled his fingers together, : » were still waiting on someone M. Apologies for the delay, but this is important.«

His tone indicated that while it was important it was also tedious.

The somewhat relaxed atmosphere charged as double oh seven - Bond, M remembered - stepped into the office with a loud smile on his face.

»Eve, Q, Mallory,« He nodded at each of them, »so sorry for the delay, my carriage driver didnt know the way«

For a moment Mallory wondered about the odd choice of words, except neither his secretary nor the quartermaster seemed very surprised.

Eve only took a sip of her coffee while Q rolled his eyes so far back it hurt to look at.

»Bond you’ve been using that excuse since the day I met you and its never once seemed believable. Now-»

Q picked up two of the remaining cups and handed one of them to Bond, who immediately pulled a small silver hip flask from his pocket. Mallory could feel the frown on his face form slowly as Bond slowly emptied the entire thing into his cup, before putting down the open flask on the desk in front of him and handing the cup to Mallory.

By now M felt his stare had become somewhat undignified, especially since neither of the others had raised a single eyebrow.

M accepted the cup before the silence in the room became suffocating and watched as Q handed double oh seven the other cup.

As the Quartermaster and Miss Moneypenny quickly drained their cups M barely took a sip but occupied his time watching Bond plop down on the tiny grey couch in the corner.

Finally the Quartermaster let out a long suffering sigh that was, in Mallory’s humble opinion, not appropriate for the situation at hand.

Q cleared his throat. »Gentlefolk. We have gathered here today to fullfill our sacred duty to inform M, of any and all hidden proceedings of MI6’s full scale of operation. Do you, Gareth Mallory, swear a sacred oath not to reveal these secrets to anyone under any circumstances.?«

M blinked. He wasn't sure if Q was serious, but he hadn't seemed like the kind of person to pull something like this.

Miss Moneypenny pointed her chin at the spiced cup in Mallory's hands.

»You should drink that, or you won't be M for much longer.«

M felt his eyebrows rise. »Are you threatening me?«

Eve raised single eyebrow and carefully balanced her cup on her thigh. »It would be terribly cliché of me to say I was merely stating facts, but it's not not like I'm lying so, no. We’re not threatening you. Sign the papers.«

»And why would I do that, after that …particular… statement?«

Double oh seven sat up straighter and M looked back towards Q quick enough to catch the warning flicker the quartermaster was throwing at bond. He sighed in reined compliance and relaxed in his chair.

»Why do you want me to sign then? I'm sorry but reading-»

He ran his thumb over the side of the stack, and checked the final page where a thin dotted line indicated the lack of a signature that he was apparently supposed to provide,

»- 598 pages of any contract is not quite what I would call entertaining.«

He smiled, only a hint of derision visible in his smile.

»Could you maybe be so kind and sum up what you expect me to sign here?«

Immediately the atmosphere changed. Bond was suddenly on the edge of his seat, a shallow smile distorting his features.

»This contract states, in not quite so many words, that you can never, in any way, tell anyone, living or dead what we-« he deliberately gestured around the room, encompassing the three of them.

»-would be legally obligated to tell you if if you do sign it.«

Mallory followed the gesture around the room; A secretary, the oldest double oh in service and a quartermaster young enough to fit in with university students.

To Mallory they didn't paint the most intimidating of pictures, even in their specific line of work.

»Essentially though, this stack of paper is what makes you M.«

Mallory felt his eyebrows climb up to his hairline. »So when you say youre starting facts when you said I wouldn’t be M if I didnt sign you meant that I literally have to sign this to assume the position?«

Bond smiled slyly. »Of course. What did you think It meant«

»also,« Q added pointedly »to become M you have to know what we will tell you. This rule was put in place for a reason - hundreds of years ago - so we really couldn't do anything about it, but since we are legally obligated to tell you, we put in a counter contract, which you are holding now.«

»Essentially, since we have to tell M our secret, M has to be someone who promised not to be a tattle tale, and to ensure that we combined the contracts of secrecy and appointment to office into one.« Moneypenny explained.

»I apologise for the paper mess« Bond smiled sweetly, relaxing into the couch.

»No you don't,« Q and Moneypenny answered in tandem, clearly annoyed.

The double-oh faux pouted »I do! It's hardly my best work. I've done better with less.«

Q squinted at him from behind his glasses and Eve snorted. Mallory felt like he was missing something essential. »You're a lawyer? I apologise, I have not yet had time to read your file-»

»No worries Mallory, I'm not. But I'm also not telling you anything ›till you sign.« Mallory smiled, trying to lighten the mood again. »Can you at least promise I'm not signing away my soul with this? I hardly have the time to read all of this right now.«

An uncomfortable silence spread around the room.

When Bond spoke his words were clearly carefully chosen and spoken slowly, enunciating each syllable perfectly. »I can promise you won't sell away your soul by signing this contract.«

For a second Mallory hesitated at the sheer gravitas of his words, before pulling out a pen and signing on the dotted line.

The other three smiled happily.

"Now," Moneypenny leaned forward. "You won't believe us, and thats fine. We'll make you believe."

Mallory had the feeling he'd just gotten pulled in a mess of extraordinary proportions.

#writing #007 fest #vi #v #James Bond #James Bond au #fae au #vampire au #werewolf au #supernatural au #007 fest 2021 #teambondvillains #v/llain #short fic #open ending #maybe part two is on the way but only in my head so

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adellovesrowan · 3 years

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RSA- Yeah Laith is Badeea’s day. Moving on from that, Mina and Cherry as friends !!!! Mina has plant powers so her growing trees for Rowan and Cherry?? Her mom’s classroom is covered in flowers that Mina grew. What would be Cherry’s favorite subject? Does she have any other friends at the school? Also do you remember the beauxbatons side quest? Aurelie teaching alchemy and maybe teaching the students French.

👇🏿👇🏿

ohhh pls thats so cute of mina ,, 🥺 and i honestly dont know which class is her fav yet HDJSHDK but yea ofcourse she has other friends at school. and i wasnt here when the beauxbatons sq occurred so i dont know much abt aurelie sadly but i do like that idea👀👀

RSA- oh my god yes the kids starting their own teams!! I wonder what the names would be? The teams have playful rivalries bc at the end of the day, it’s kids having funs. Who would coach the teams? Andre would probably make uniforms for them after learning the names of the different teams. Would Cherry be on one of the teams? I mentioned a werewolf student in an earlier ask and I’m considering him as a goalie on one of the soccer teams.

YESS ur right !! maybe the kids are free to find their own coaches ? like if anyone would like to coach a team then hell yea go for it !! yes i think cherry would consider joining soccer if not quidditch. also we LOVE soccer goalie werewolf student🥺

RSA-Rowan helping Ismelda out with her history classes. Cherry and Mina sitting in on their moms’ classes. Adel and Rowan as adults together!!! I’m getting emotional now 🥺. Adel talking about her Rowan and how she started her own school and all of the other amazing things Rowan has done. How old is Rowan in this au? How old is Cherry?

PLS rowan and ismelda giving each other pointers . . and YEAA just ,, family🥺 and ur RIGHT adel would be so proud of her wife . . . and i think we could just follow the canon age ? we know rowans born on december 1972. cherry is maybe . . eleven ? she definitely goes to rowans pre wizard school in khanna academy tho

RSA- the quidditch kids in this au!! Ismelda brings in Murphy for a lesson on quidditch history and he makes sure every little detail is mentioned. Skye helping out with the sports teams and as an adult, she might know how to handle kids like her younger self, similar to Ismelda. Erika could be a coach as well, teaching kids how to handle their strength and making sure nobody gets seriously hurt. No idea where Orion would fit, maybe divinations or the theatre club he seems like that type.

OHHHH i love this a lot i love the quidditch kids being involved ,, and YEA orion organizing the theatre club ,, yes

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drkcnry67 · 4 years

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Sleeping beauty: a twisted supernatural fairytale

A/n: this is for 4 different bingo challenges... hope people like this one! Show it some love if you loved it.

Title: sleeping beauty: a twisted supernatural fairytale

Pairing: dean x reader

Spn Dark sq: free space (shadow/fear demon)

Share the love bingo sq: sleeping beauty

Fluff sq: soulmate AU

H&H sq: Gabriel

Rating: pg-13

summery: not telling

created for @spnfluffbingo @spndarkbingo @heavenandhellbingo @thisismysecrethappyplace

Once upon a time in a kingdom oh so far away lived a king & his fair queen. for many years they had longed for a child & finally their wish was granted.

a daughter born to them whom they called YN. for they named her after the dawn for she filled their hearts with sunshine. a great holiday planned to honor the princess for the entire kingdom rejoiced at her birth.

as more people graced the party, the party got stronger. amongst those to arrive were King John & his son Prince Dean. fondly had these monarchs dreamed that one day their kingdoms unite.

thus that day they announced Dean, John’s son and Heir to Castiel’s daughter be betrothed. so to her his gift he brought as he looked unkowing on his future bride.

Page: their most honored and exalted excellencies, the 3 good fairies. Mistress Claire, Mistress Jo & mistress Alex...

the 3 fairies approached, now addressing Castiel and his queen.

Fairies: your majesties!

in courtly fashion they all curtsied.

Claire: each of us the child may bless with a single gift, no more no less.

claire approached the craddle, with a wave of her wand she spoke these words.

Claire: little princess, my gift shall be the gift of beauty...

~one gift, beauty rare. full of sunshine in her hair. lips that shame the red red rose. she’ll wake with springtime wherever she goes.~

Jo was next to approach the craddle, with a wave of her wand she spoke these words.

Jo: tiny princess, my gift shall be the gift of song.

~one gift, the gift of song. melody her whole life long. the nightingale’s her troubadour. bringing her sweet serenade to her door.~

Alex stepped up to the craddle, she walked and raised her want tostart her speech but something soon would disrupt her wish.

Alex: “sweet princess, my gift shall be...

a gust of wind blows blazing through the castle doors, they swing wide open. with wind and thunder crashing through, in a blaze of fire in the middle of the crowd appeared Rowena.

Claire, jo and Alex all in states of shock at the sight of Rowena who speaks now.

Rowena: well quite the glittering assemblage King Castiel. Royalty, nobility, the gentry and how quaint even the rebel.

alex tries to fly towards Rowena but is held back by Claire.

Rowena: i really felt quite distressed at not recieving an invitation

Alex now more than a little peaved speaks.

Alex: you weren’t wanted.

Rowena: not wa...? oh dear, what an awkward situation. i had hoped it was merely due to some oversight. well in that event i’d best be on my way.

queen: and your not offended your excellency?

Rowena: why no your majesty. and to show i bear no ill will i too shall bestwo a gift on the child.

the fairies back up to protect the craddle.

rowena: listen well all of you! the princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty, beloved by all who know her. but, before the sun sets on her 16th birthday, she shall prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel & die.

queen: oh no!

queen takes her child in her arms as rowena maniacly laughing...

castiel: seize that creature!

rowena: stand back you fools!

in a flash of fire and lightning as well as laughter rowena disappeared!

Claire: dont despair your majesties, Alex still has her gift to give.

Castiel: then she can undo this fearful curse?

Alex: oh no sire.

Jo: Rowena’s powers are far too great.

Claire: but she can help.

Alex: but...

Jo: just do your best dear!

Claire: yes...

Alex rolls up her sleeves and proceeds to speak her part.

Alex: sweet princess, if through this wicked witches trick a spindle should your finger prick, a ray of hope there still maybe in this, the gift i give to thee. not in death, but just in sleep the fateful prophecy shall keep, and from thy slumber thee shall wake when true loves kiss the spell shall break.

~for true love conquers all~

but castiel still fearful of his daughter’s life, did then and there decre that every spinning wheel on that very day be burnt. so it was done!

~this is the first jump out of fairytale reality and into our own reality where dean is picking up watching this classic fairytale & trying to get some shudeye.~

dean: if i have one more flippin’ dream about this movie im gonna kill someone.

sam: dont worry about it Dean, its not gonna get better with you yelling & screamin’... now try to get some sleep! we have a long drive ahead of us tomorrow!

Dean: yeah your right.

Dean throws his headphones on again trying to coax himself into a relaxing sleep. which Gabriel had set so Dean would not wake from his sleep till the story would finish, then his destined quest would begin.

Gabriel: sweet dreams Dean. you have a really rude awakening ahead of you... everything you know is about to change...

gabriel casts his curse & leaves dean to his tormented slumber that which awaits him.

~jump back into the story, where we find the 3 fairies talking with Castiel and the queen~

Claire: your majesty please consider this a kind of protection detail, this will allow your sweet YN to grow up in peace without the worry of her pricking her finger when her 16th birthday hath fully passed your sweet YN will be returned to you. to ensure the curse does not come true.

queen: you 3 have always been here even when we havent always honored it, we do so appreciate your loyalty and protection. this has surely been a trying day for us and we are honored to have you 3 commited to helping us protect our daughter.

Castiel: and it is on our honor that, you 3 shall go with our blessing. please be careful & guard our child well...

many hours later after dark, the king and his queen watched with heavy hearts as thier most precious possesssion their only child disappeared into the night..

many sad and lonely years passed for King Castiel and his peopple. but as the time for the pincess’ 16th birthday drew near, the entire kingdom began to rejoice. for everyone knew that as long as rowena’s domain, the forbidden mountains, thundered with her wrath and frustration her evil prophecy had not yet been fullfilled.

rowena yells at her incompetant servents, they encur her wrath. rowena sends out her own raven to search for the princess.

and so for 16 long years, dean had been learning how to live life as a prince. while the wereabouts of the princess remained a secret, the faires carried out their long laid planes living like mortals.

the fairies send Yn to collect some berries while they argue about the kind of last birrthday party they wish to give her, the dress color the cake and the cleaning something extra special for their last night as her guardians.

YN decides to stop in the glen... she feels like something is wrong thats when your real self breaks through...

YN: omg what am i doing in here?

as you keep singing you try to remember wht happened to put you in here. sure was your fave movie but it was not how you wanted to live.

Dean was riding Chuck the horse, the scene still happens the singing in the glade, dean hearing your singing following the animals that are stealing his cape, boots and hat.

your still singing by yourself but now kinda talking to the animals. after that kind of normal conversation you notice that some of your animal friends have come back dressed as a prince. you started singing and continued to dance with your animal friends, but thats when Dean had snuck up and hid in the bush, he waited for his oportune moment.

YN: but if i know you, i know what you’ll do, you’ll love me at once... the way you did...

thats when your vocals were interrupted by another voice to complete your song.

Dean: once upon a dream.

though it wasnt exactly ideal, your hands interacting, it felt more real than you had this entire time. waltzing through the glade by the lake, made your real self shine through. Dean could feel his real self shine through as well.

Dean: are you real?

that question made you look at him instantly. another person whose not really the character he is pretending to be.

YN: you’re real... your an actual person, not just a fairytale character?

Dean: yes, i’m real, what’s your name?

YN: YN, outside this ever turning story book fairytale movie thing im a hunter.... this story just keeps repeating itself everytime someone watches this movie. i have no idea what the hell put me into this neverending storybook. im annoyed greatly but strange thing is i can’t feel any connection right now to my actual body...

Dean: im a hunter as well. my name is Dean. i hunt everything that goes bump in the night from ghosts to demons and everything in between. i am also not sure how i got in here.

YN: your a hunter as well... i thought i was the only one.

Dean: whats the last thing you can remember before waking up here in the story?

YN: i was on a strange case, one thing made me think it was a werewolf. one thing made me think it was a ghost. one thing made me think it was a poltergeist. i remember walking out of my hotel room and that is it. nothing else after that. it sends shivers down my spine when i think of what may be going on with my actual body. how did you end up in here?

Dean: last thing i rememebr is turning on the movie to watch/listen too while i try to sleep. thats it... i have no fucking idea how i ended up in here. as to you saying that you can feel no connection to your physical body, something magical must be blocking the connection, but non-the-less i want to help you. i will finish the story so i can get out of here and find you. i will slay whatever i have to in order to free you, in the story and in reality. i will not rest till i rescue you.

you both continued on in the story, as they say it must continue or the end will not come. but it was nice for both of you to know that neither of you were alone.

the 3 fairies gave you your birthday surprise and told you of your true heritage then whisked you away to the castle where they hid you; dean showed up at the cottage where Rowena prince-napped him; you are led away by rowena’s curse to prick your finger in a hidden tower room the 3 fairies find you laying you down in “your” room; then they put the kingdom to sleep till someone can wake their sweet YN.

~meanwhile outside the story Sam is working with other people to figure out what happened to dean. Ellen, Jo and Bobby all were doing everything they could to help Sam figure out what happened to Dean.~

Back in the story: many sleeping people but the fairies were trying to find out who the handsome stranger was that their sweet Yn had been talking about. they figured he might be their key to saving her.

but soon it was claire who had been doing a round to make sure all of her section was asleep but it was John’s voice that caught her ear for he started talking about how he had spoken to Dean who had been raving about some pesent girl and how Dean had said he was gonna marry her and such.

claire managed to suss out that it was Dean that Yn had met in the forest. the words she had heard from John that had firmed her suspicions were Peasent girl & once upon a dream...

claire flies back to Jo and Alex and speaks in raced tones of panic.

Claire: the young man that YN was talking about is Prince Dean. come on girls we have to get back to the cottage.

as fast as their wings could carry them, they rushed back to the cotage but alas were too late for all they found was Dean’s hat no Dean. they conclude that it must have been Rowena who has dean trapped in her forbiiden palace. their minds made up immediately, they had to go there.

Dean, the only one true person who is able to awaken their Sweet YN... they had to find him to save her. off they went no plan in hand just ‘winging’ it as they went, weaving their way through the grounds passed the guards...

Rowena was in her throne room watching her lackys celebrate. to her raven she speaks.

Rowena: what a pitty prince Dean cant be here to enjoy the celebration. come my pet let us go to the dungeon and cheer him up...

the raven she was just talking too cawed at her as she got up and started walking towards the dungeon where she had been keeping dean.

~*reality jump!!! Dean is still unconcious while Sam is runnning around like a chicken with his head cut off trying to figure out what the hell happened to his brother*~

Sam: i don’t want lecutures. i want to know what happened to Dean.

Bobby: dont worry boy, dean is strong, he will pull through whatever is happening to him. do you have any theories?

Sam: im thinking maybe some sort of curse or something but no signs of any hex bags or nothing surrounding dean. there has to be something we are overlooking. some angle that we have missed.

~*back in the story, dean is stuck in the dungeon not even phased when rowena walks in the door.*~

Rowena: oh come now prince dean why so mellon colly. a wondrous future awaits you. you the destined hero of a charming fairytale come true.

the fairies arrive in the window hiding from the raven and rowena but witness what rowena depicts to Dean through her Staff.

Rowena: behold, king castiel’s castle &and in yonder top most tower, dreaming of her true love, the princess YN. but see the gracious whim of fate. why tis the same said peasent maid who won the heart of our noble prince the other day. she is indeed most wondrous fair. gold of sunshine in her hair, lips that shame the red red rose. in ageless sleep she finds repose. the years roll by, but a hundred years to a stead fast hear are ‘bout a day. and now, the gates of the dungeon part and our prince is free to go his way. off he rides on his noble steed. a valiant figure, straight & tall to wake his love with love’s first kiss & prove that true love conquers all...

Dean struggles against his chains, alex starts towards rowena but is held back by Claire as rowena brings her raven back onto her shoulder as they prepare to exit the dungeon she says one final thing in Deans presense.

Rowena: ah my pet let us leave our noble prince with these happy thoughts.

she exits the dungeon leaving Dean struggling against his bonds. the 3 fairies enter the cell using their magic to release dean from the chains and unlock the door. Dean starts towards the door but is stopped by Claire who proceeds to speak.

Claire: wait prince Dean, the road to true love may yet still be barred by much more dangers, which you alone shall have to face. so arm thyself with this enchanted shield of virtue, and this mighty sword of truth. for these weapons of righteousness shall triumph over evil. now come we must hurry.

out of the dungeon they went but rowena’s raven had stayed behind after rowena and the raven exited the dungeon. he started cawing at them, Dean was thinking this would be easy escape. but he was wrong. the raven was bringing an army of lackies downt he stairs to them. dean begins to fight them off.

Claire: quick Dean jump out the window.

Dean jumps out the same window as the fairies, but some rocks start falling towards Dean. Claire notices and speaks quickly.

Claire: Dean watch out!

Claire turns the rocks into bubbles. then a wall of arrows quickly turned into a wall of flying flowers, alex went down to free chuck. dean rides off on chuck towards the gate where hot oil is thrown, claire turns it into a rainbow.

the chase of a lifetime made alex proud as she chased that raven to the top of rowena’s tower & turned it to stone. this made rowena emerge, freshly woken from her sleep she goes to yell at her raven but discovers that her pet has been turned into stone.

she watches from her balcony as the drawbridge is being raised, dean and the fairies are heading straight for it, the fairies help him make the jump. chuck keeps running, carrying Dean as quick possible, dodging rowena’s two spells that she has cast causing them to fail.

in straight eye sight for Dean and the fairies is the castle, but before they can reach it Rowena makes her second last attempt to stop them.

Rowena: a forest of thorns shall be his tomb. born from the skies in a fog of doom. now go with a curse and serve me well. round Castiel’s castle cast my spell.

a black cloud appears over the castle, lightning striking the grounds around, thus causes icky thicky black thorns to grow in large bushes between Dean and the castle.

Dean stops before them, drawing his sword he fights his way through the thorns this let him out just before the bridge to the castle. rowena seeing this appears before Dean in a firey blaze for her final attempt to stop them.

Rowena: now shall ye deal with me oh prince & all the powers of hell!

Dean and the fairies watch as Rowena using every ounce of power she had left to transform herself into a huge fire spying dragon. Dean begins what turns into a short-ish fight but retreats hastly reaching a wall he climbs high.

our prince is now trapped on a cliff, another blaze of fire this causes Dean to loose his shield off the side of the cliff. Claire jo & alex bring their collective magic together near the prince they cast this on the sword.

Claire: now sword of truth fly swift and sure, that evil die & good endure.

dean throws the sword at the dragon piercing its heart. rowena lunges one final time but falls off a cliff to her downfall. dean is then lead down the cliff and to the castle, up to the tower where you lay in slumber waiting for this moment. Dean kneeling by your sleeping form placed a light kiss to your lips.

you wake up just as time freezes. Dean helps you stand up. both of you looking around. yes the entire movie was frozen. puzzled you both stand in front of eachother.

Dean: now whats happening.

you went to open your hand to grab Dean’s but something fell to the floor. Dean reached down to pick it up. he unfolded it and proceeded to read what was upon it.

Dean (reading note): congratulations! Defeating that witch takes care of one of my issues, that was of course the easy part. your next task Dean is to find your destiny, yes your destiny lies within the form of this girl. you must go back to reality and find her body and wake her up once you do everything and i do mean EVERYTHING will become clear. want a clue? here it is: “in a place of myth & legend where the balance of nature is true, this place you know it all too well. what you believe isnt real is, everything you know shall change forever. the ways of old shall guide you by, this far side of _________ in the final resting place of _________...” i look forward to seeing you very very soon. try to hurry i hear there is trouble on your horizons.

now you both were very very very confused. this is what caused you to pop up and say..

YN: what the hell kind of clue was that? any idea what he is talking about? wait does that mean im not in my hotel room anymore. that someone or something moved my body?

Dean: that is exactly what it means and i will do everything in my capable power to find you. hopefully when i get back to reality this paper goes with me...

just as he finished speaking a portal opens, visions of dean’s unconcious body appear along with Sam and others going frantic over what happened to Dean.

Dean: Yn, i give you my solem oath that i will not rest till you are safe by my side, i will fight whoever, go wherever, do whatever i have to in order to save you. dont give up hope and pray that this loop does not repeat for you. pray this time freeze does not disappear when i walk through that portal.

YN: i have faith in you Dean please hurry. i look forward to never leaving your side.

Dean placed a chaste kiss to your forehead before he walked through the portal. you sat on the bed and watched as Time remained frozen but you were once again alone.

Dean arrived back in his own body, he sat straight up and scared the living daylights out of his brother, bobby and several others all of whom embraced Dean.

Dean then went to where Sam’s laptop was and began searching the lore, the myths and legends specifically. when Sam approached him about what he was doing, Dean presented sam with that note. suddenly it made mroe sense to Sam, who left Dean in the charge of Jo while he, bobby and ellen all went to grab food and booze.

Jo: what happened to you?

Dean: one minute i was in that bed trying to fall asleep using a disney movie & the next thing i know im inside the movie. im telling you i would have preferred Hell. but i wasnt the only person from reality stuck in the movie. there was a girl, she said she is a hunter too she was on a strange case when she found herself in the movie. she has no idea of how long she has been in there. she also thinks her body has been moved. this piece of paper proves that someone or something is holding her body somewhere and its up to me to find this girl. at this point nothing else matters. i made her a promise now i have to keep it.

Jo: let me see the paper again...

Dean hands Jo the paper and after a few moments of staring at it she takes a pen and fills in the blanks... thats when the paper glowed... and revealed a magical map...

Dean: how did you do that?

Jo just smiled and laughed...

Jo: im really good at fill in the blanks. its a natural talent i get it from mom... your clue should have finished like this: “in a place of myth & legend where the balance of nature is true, this place you know it all too well. what you believe isnt real is, everything you know shall change forever. the ways of old shall guide you by, this far side of Romania in the final resting place of Dracula...”

Dean hugged her, he knew where he had to go now but how the hell was he gonna get there. it was then that Dean went to load several of his handhelds and load onto his back a machete load up some ammo clips.

he didnt know what to expect but he was certain that being cautious was better than being stupid. he was not gonna walk in there half assed. he needed to be as prepared as could be. however thats when bobby, sam and ellen walked back into the room.

Sam: Dean what are you doing?

Dean: im getting ready before i call cas for transport. this will allow me to not get dinged by airport security and not to become sea sick either. but i hope honestly that this mission im about to embark on is gonna be beneficial.

Bobby: what the hell do you think your doing? never mind that where are you going?

Dean: romania, Jo has the knowledge on why i am going to romania, she will fill you guys in... ill take my burger to go. put my pie in the fridge.

once Dean is ready to go, he stands in the center of the room and smiles back at the others but then Jo pipes up and goes to stand beside Dean with a backpack on her back...

Dean: Jo what...

Jo: im not letting you walk into your destiny alone. do not for one second think im not gonna jump at this opportunity to hunt with you, to help you to find your destiny. you helped me once to know what my destiny was, now its my turn to repay the favor.

Dean takes Jo by the hand as he in a stern voice he speaks the following words.

Dean: Castiel get your oh holy feathery ass down here i need a lift and your my ticket to my next destination.

cas comes to the hotel room and approaches Dean & Jo.

Castiel: where am i taking you and your friend here...

Dean: transylvania and dude once we land you cant be there... it will not be helpful for you to be there. this is a mission i have to do alone. me and my friend here go through the rest of the process alone.

Cas only nods completely understanding on what his friend has asked of him. he takes Dean and Jo to Transylvania. then once they are safe on the ground again cas leaves.

Dean: okay now to look at this magic map and figure out where we are and where the resting place of Dracula is...

Jo: well lets first of all make sure we are prepared before we go into town. i did a bit of research apparently they dont trust strangers here. we need to show them that we mean no harm. or just keep our noses down and pass through without being detected.

Dean: well lets see what the map says.

Jo leads Dean to a rock as she lays out the map...

Jo: these 2 dots over here are us... but what is that red dot over yoner on this map... look there is a multicolored one too....

Dean: the multicolored one is my destiny, the red one has to be what is holding her captive.

jo notices some writing appearing on the map after a few moments.

Jo: whats that say...

Dean: it says, “inside the castle you face your fears, beat them out till you cant no more. fears and demons go hand in hand but if you beat them in order to save your destiny. this is to be your greatest reward.” what the hell does that mean...

Jo: it means no matter what we need to get to that castle.

hand in hand they get their tracks moving towards the path...

Jo: i really hope the story of transylvania is fake...

Dean: you mean the fact that as soon as the sun goes down werewolves and vampires come out to play... you and me both but hey if they do we are fully prepared. this place is on top of a supernatural time bomb. everything that goes bump in the night comes out after sunset.

both dean and jo look up into the sky the last bit of light leaves the tree line.

Dean: have your silver bullets and machete ready just in case... we are not taking any chances. we have to get to that castle.

Jo: dont worry we will...

Dean smiles as both of them continue making their way through the forst, a little quicker than normal pace. the sun had now fully set, the light that had been guiding them was gone.

Jo: just follow the path the map says this will lead us to the castle where your destiny awaits you. Dean are you sure we...

thats when she stopped speaking... her words cut out... Dean pulled out his machete and quickly brought it to face the enemy that now held his best friend back.

Shadow entity: ah so the prodigal has come for his prize.. well i think ill take a constitution to ensure that you follow the rules, to ensure the balance is complete, to ensure that we are all in clarity to our debts. to this i have something to say this to you: you are part of the same card, the girl i have sleeping right now is not going to wake up without her other half. you have not done anything to earn her freedom, so i take your friend as kind of a wake up call to the horrors that which wait you inside. this castle has its own story but to unlock its secrets you must face your fears. face them down Dean, only then will you have earned her freedom. see you real soon.

the shadow figure disappears with Jo... Dean picks up her bag and keeps his machete on hand as he continues walking. following the map as he heard the soft crunching of his boots under the snow. winter sure is warmish in whats supposed to be the coldest part of romania.

Dean (to self): i have no idea what the hell is going on but i now have 2 bright lights to save i am just hoping i can conquer whatever appears before me... Jo for your courage please be my light. guide me to where you are... my dear sister.

meanwhile Jo has been placed in a room, where you lay in wait for your destiny. Jo takes one look at you and she smiles. she knows that you are definately dean’s destiny and then she speaks the following words.

Jo: in all my years i had never thought Dean would find his destiny, never after he helped me find mine i swore i would help him find his, now Dear Brother please follow my light...

Dean stops a quick moment to catch his breath and look at the map... he then sees Jo’s dot on the map glow brighter... it acts as a flashlight lighting up the path he must walk.

after several more steps and following his light he arrives at the castle.

Dean: here i com ladies... dont loose hope.

Dean holding his machete walked inside the castle.. the first thing he saw was the vision of himself as a demon tellig hm that he was gonna die alone and that he would become that... he told that vision that he would always have a family beside him even if they werent around that cared for him that would never abandon him.

that he went on his way still fllowing the light o the ground he comes accross the first blade which tells him that he fears being back in hell torturing souls and how good it made him feel. dean tells it that he will never and shall never go back to hell and never will he torutue those who dont deserve it again.

a few more fears tried to get dean to turn away from this quest, tried to get him to fail but nothing worked. the last area on the map was a long corridor it looked as thought there was a figure about mid way down.

the map let off a warning flash meaning there was danger approaching. Dean speaks once more to whatever is trying to face him down.

Dean: i address the entity in front of me. who are you? why have you brought me to this awful place?

Shadow: i am the demonic shadow of Count Dracula and I have brought you here so you can face me in the ultimate battle. Either I will be finally put to rest or I will be made whole again. do you accept my challenge?

Dean drops the bags and keeps both his guns and his machete as he speaks.

Dean: look dumn ass, i dont know who your the spirit or entitiy of but this is not how things are run in my world. in my world the good guys win and the bad guys loose. now if you stand aside and let me wake my destiny and save my sister then you might just get to be put back to sleep again. or ill succeed and kill you right now. your choice, i’m good either way.

Shadow: you dare to think you stand a chance against me, how cute. very well, if its death you choose then allow me to help you with that.

Dean moved out of the way as the shadow lunged toward him, missed and just landed again.. Dean then shot out 6 rounds of dead mans blood rounds all aimed at shadow-Dracula, he dodged those.

shadow: tell you what, ill make you a deal if you surrender now ill give you ten long years to spend with your so called “destiny” in exchange for you letting me out of here with my life.

Dean: how bout not a prayer. eat bullets instead.

Dean unloads the rest of the bullets in a circular form at the ground around shadow-dracula. completing the devils trap...

Dean: oh wait you dont need to eat the bullets cause your history pal...

Shadow-dracula looked down and around himself, the look that he now sported was one of fear. he was the one that now was terrified.

Shadow: this is impossible no one imprisons the great Dracula.

Dean: oh buddy im gonna do alot more than that, time for you to go back to where you came from.

Dean stands up tall as he then speaks the same words he had spoken previously hundreds upon hundreds of times.

Dean: Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica, ergo draco maledicte, ut ecclesiam tuam secura, tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audios bitch!

that was all Dean had to say the shadow of Dracula was no more. he went back to grab the bags and continued forward... he shot the lock on the doors and kicked them open.

Jo: Dean you found us... i believe you know what to do romeo... put everything down ill prepare to treat any wounds and such that show themselves once you wake her.

Dean: Jo it was dracula, the shadow outside the door was dracula’s shadow. i cant believe his shadow was so hostile. i mean if i hadnt wasted 2 clips of amo drawing out a devils trap i would have lost the fight.

Jo: ya ya ya okay dude, you have an overdue appointment with destiny over on that bed, now drop the bags and go.

Dean knew jo would have kicked his ass if he didnt listen. he did as told, he dropped the bags and walked over to kneel beside you. he brushed some hair from your forehead..

Dean: together now and always i have always been your once upon a dream.

his lips met yours in a gentle kiss. he pulled back after a few seconds and waited to see if it workd. a while later you open your eyes and touch Dean’s cheek.

YN: you found me?

Dean: did you doubt i would? i said i would and i keep my promises. this girl over here is my sister Jo. she is gonna give you the once over and then ill call for our ride out of here once she has you in a clean set of clothes. im gonna make sure we are still safe... i will call cas once we are all ready.

Dean leaves you in the hands of Jo who hands you some clothes and assesses you making sure you are not hurt. Dean comes back a few moments later and calls cas to come bring you all home.

Cas came brought you, dean and Jo back to the hotel. you and dean were gonna take some time to figure out what everything meant. this was when a bright light came upon the entire room.

Dean: whats going on?

thats when Gabriel appeared in the room. everyone had hand guns on him immediately. but he speaks not with hostility but with normality.

Gabriel: ah winchesters and friends. do not be alarmed for YN and Dean have been written in the stars since the beginning of time. Dean and Yn im sorry for trapping you both in that sleeeping curse it was the only way to get you both to listen to reason. to listen to your hearts. i was only trying to get you both to follow the rules that destiny had for you.

Dean: then why show up and tell us about it now...

Gabriel: cause i knew if i didnt it would have been alot worse later on.

Dean: what happens now?

Gabriel: well with your permission i could marry you and Yn right here right now... if you both agree.

you and Dean exchange looks before smiling.

Dean: when do we begin?

Gabriel snapped his fingers and the room transformed into a garden glade type thing. before you and Dean could say anything else you were taken from grungy hotel room to garden glade.

Gabriel: we are gathered here today to join Dean and YN in the ever holy bonds of Matrimony. this holy bond is a sacred gift, that deserves to be protected cherish it now and always. now i am assuming that there are no objections to this holy union.

the room was silent as Gabriel held his hand out and 2 silver bands appeared clearly made for you and Dean.

Gabriel: vows or no vows.

Dean: what more needs to be said, we already said everything we needed to... we know what we are. we have our feelings, we need no words for them.

Gabriel: very well, Dean take the band and tell Yn what you think should go with this ring!

Dean takes the ring and slowly slides it on your finger as he reveals whats in his heart.

Dean: YN after the movie and what i had to do to rescue you. i have to say that im 100% positive about you being the single most best thing that has ever stepped into my path of life. i promise now and always to honor, love cherish and whatever else goes with that... i love you Yn your the best part of me now.

you take the ring and you do the same thing.

YN: Dean, when i met you in the movie i was unsure of your intentions. then it was your beautiful green eyes that made me swoon. now i stand here to say i too now and forever more will honor, love, cherish and everything else that goes with it for the rest of my life. you are an amazing man Dean Winchester i love you so much and i cant wait to be your wife and have your last name.

Gabriel: by the powers and laws bestowed on me by Heaven, i now am honored to pronounce you husband and wife. Dean you may now kiss your beautiful wife.

Dean kisses you with so much passion. there was nothing to do for everyone else except cheer and clap.

everyone lived happily ever after. well at least once upon a dream!

#thisismysecrethappyplacesharethelove #spndarkbingo #spnfluffbingo #heaven and hell bingo

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jaewrxtes · 5 years

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ATEEZ Seonghwa: Werewolf Headcanon!

Note: This is for Mars ( @milkyateez )’s Halloween prompt thing! IDK WHAT TO CALL IT LMAO This is a scenario (how you met werewolf seonghwa) + Headcanon so yeah— BE READY FOR FLUFF AND sorta ANGST! Enjoy!

# of Words: i dont know folks

Warning (s): mention of smol blood (just a stain + scar)

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Seonghwa is a arctic wolf :D

He was going to be the next leader of his family’s pack

But I’ll explain why he isnt going to be the next leader soon

maybe in another scenario thingy or timestamp

He’s pretty resourceful and helps out everyone

unless they mess with his pack or friends

He helps everyone with so many different tasks

Need help grocery shopping? Yeah he’s here

Need to shop for new clothes? Lets go Seonghwa is there to help

Need to get food? Because you forgot to cook lunch/dinner Yes hello Chef Seonghwa has arrived

His family (for this au) consist of him, his mom, his dad and his little brother, Park Seoho not oneus yall

He cares about his little brother more than anything

He was 12 when baby Seoho was born

And when he was born, he vowed to protect him to matter what

His parents cared about Seoho.. But they only cared about Seonghwa becoming a great Leader of the Star Pack.

Seonghwa was honored to be the next leader of his pack

Its just that its a lot of pressure to be the best leader he can be

He had been training for his whole life to be somewhat like his father

but nicer and sweeter!

moving on

Lets move on to the brothers’ relationship :DDDD

Seoho is a innocent lil baby and Seonghwa is his caring and protective older brother

Ever since he was pup he watched over him

He helped him go to his first day of preschool

He helped him choose his first outfit

His first lunchbox

His first backpack

Literally his first everything

He was the only one who spent his first birthday with him

Now (2019) Seonghwa is 21 and Seoho is 9

Lil baby Seoho is starting 4th grade 😱😱😱

Seoho is so excited and he has his outfit ready, his backpack (with his adorable winter themed supplies) and his lunchbox :D

Everything a lil baby needs to survive fourth grade

Seonghwa’s parents, once again won’t be coming with Seoho on his first day

As Seonghwa was preparing his lunch, Seoho tugs on his pants frowning

“Hyung.. Do mommy and daddy not love me?”

Seonghwa froze for a moment before putting down his knife that he was using to cut up apples

He kneeled down and patted his brother’s head

“Seoho, Mom and Dad love you so much” he said

“They’re just really busy”

Seoho continued to frown as he turned away from his brother’s gaze

“Lying isn’t good hyung”

Seonghwa was about to say he wasnt before Seoho continued

“They said they were going to give me away to another pack..”

Seonghwa’s eyes widened and he suddenly hugged his brother

“They won’t give you away.. I promise you.”

“Now come on, we gotta get you to school!”

Seoho jumped in excitement and grabbed his backpack as Seonghwa finished packing up his lunch

okay now at school — WHERE SEONGHWA MEETS YOU

once the two boys arrived at school

teachers were already heading inside to their classrooms

one teacher however was still waiting for her last student

that one teacher was...

YOU

You held your clipboard that had all your student’s names on it

also you’re a new teacher oop-

You kneeled down and asked one of the kids

“Do any of you know Park Seoho?”

The students stayed silent until you heard a voice behind you

“Are you Miss [L/n]?”

You quickly stood up

almost falling but shhhhhhh

And you nodded

“Yes I am”

The man who was in front of you smiled and bowed

“I apologize... It took a while for me to figure out where my brother’s school was..”

You looked behind him and saw a small boy holding a lunchbox that was covered in sticker crystals plus a backpack that was covered with snowflake designs

“Are you Park Seoho’s brother?” You asked

He nodded and pushed his brother forward gently

“I’m Park Seonghwa. Its nice to meet you Miss [L/n].”

Seoho then bowed to you and smiled

“Hi Miss [L/n]! I look forward to being in your class!”

You giggled at the young boy’s cuteness and patted his head

“I look forward to having you in my class Seoho!”

Seonghwa smiled gently and then let go of his brother’s hand

which Seoho was holding onto tightly

“I’ll see you after school, okay bud?”

Seoho smiled up at him and then at you

and then back to Seonghwa

“Okay! Bye hyung!”

You smiled and finally got all of you students in a line

Seoho being in the front

and you all started walking to your classroom

after school

it was a few hours after school and Seoho was still there

Waiting for Seonghwa to come

You were still there

bc you were hanging up the kiddos’s art pieces

and you were about to leave when you saw Seoho

You tried thinking of his brother’s name but you couldnt so

You sat down next to the young boy and asked

“Is your mommy or daddy coming to pick you up?”

Seoho sighed and stared at the ground

“Seonghwa-hyung picks me up...”

“Mommy and daddy never do..”

You frowned and patted his shoulder

“Im sure he’ll be here soon! Don’t worry Seoho”

“I’ll be here to wait for him with you”

Seoho then smiled and hugged you

“Thank you Miss [L/n]!”

You guys just sat there talking for about an hour more before Seonghwa arrived, panting

He also had a smol wound (like a scar) on his cheek and a blood stain on his hand

“I-Im so sorry! I lost track of time!”

“Its fine hyung! Miss [L/n] stayed with me!”

He looked towards you and bowed

“Thank you so much-“

“What happened?”

You suddenly asked

“How did you get that scar?”

Seonghwa then froze before asking

“W-What scar?”

“The scar on your right cheek.”

Seoho then looked up and saw it too

“Hyung! What happened?”

“I-Its nothing Seoho, nothing-“

You kneeled down and smiled at Seoho,

“Can you get your brother to sit down and wait while i get the medicial supplies?”

The little boy nodded then dragged Seonghwa to one of the benches while you grabbed the medicial supplies to at least cover up the smol wound

“Don’t worry Hyung! Miss [L/n] will take good care of you!”

He stared at his brother and sighed

“If you trust her then I do too..”

You then came back out with some medical supplies to help clean up his wound

“This may hurt a bit.. But Seoho can hug you while I clean up the scar right?”

Seoho nodded eagerly

“Yes I can!”

He then wrapped his smol arms around Seonghwa as you cleaned up the wound and put a bandaid on it

“And there we go” You smiled

“All clean and it should heal up soon.”

Seoho then started jumping up and down with joy

“Yey! Hyung is all better!”

Seonghwa chuckled at his brother and ruffled his hair

“Thank you Miss-“

“Just call me [Y/n]”

He smiled

“Thank you [Y/n].”

He then took Seoho’s hand and walked out of the gates

“Bye Miss [L/n]! See you tomorrow!”

“Bye Seoho!”

You then walked to the office and the boys then started walking home

while they are walking

Seoho was skipping alongside his brother

“Seonghwa hyung, do you have a crush on Miss [L/n] already?”

“N-Now how do you know about crushes?” Seonghwa asked

“My classmates were talking about them during lunch!”

“So do you have a crush on her hyung?”

Seonghwa sighed and smiled

“Maybe I do Seoho, Maybe I do.”

#jae.writes #ateez werewolf #ateez werewolf au #ateez scenarios #ateez headcanons #seonghwa werewolf #seonghwa werewolf au #ateez seonghwa werewolf au #jae.scenarios #jae.hc

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AU where Remus goes to Azkaban, instead of Sirius. Sirius is offered the DADA spot in the third year instead of Remus. Remus escapes Azkaban by becoming a werewolf.

Sirius sat in his office, a room painted a dark grey, similar to that of smudged charcoal. His noir hair pulled back into a loose bun, his white collar high up his neck. A newspaper was lifted before him, the Daily Prophet. The cover was a face he knew. A face he had once kissed every inch of. A face belonging to one of the greatest people he had ever known, it was that of Remus Lupin.

The photo was showing him staring forwards, his eyes blank and lined. He looked handsome most of the time, but this photo didn't capture it, the lighting was dim and the quality was grainy. His hair was tangled and long, his posture stiff and impossibly straight. His hands were chained with thick, monotone chains directly to a stone wall. He looked unkempt, but not the same as the other prisoners, other prisoners of Azkaban usually looked numb or lost, Remus looked more cold and reserved, as if he had been living in his own mind all these years. He didn't look insane and he didn't look destitute.

Professor Black leaned back, stretching his arms to the air. The chair creaked as he leaned to right to check his ornate golden clock, it was almost time for the great feast.

Sirius raised himself out of his desk chair, grabbing the deep blue cloak off of its back as he did so. Black tried to push the thoughts of Lupin away, focusing on the arrival of the students.

-----------------A month later------------------

It had been a month since the first day of term, there had been a suspicious sighting of a scarred man with unkempt hair in a town only a few hours away from Hogwarts, and a curious air filled the school. Students chattering and whispering about a werewolf on the prowl, about someone who would attack them at first sight. Someone who killed twelve muggles and one of his friends. The man who Sirius had loved.

Being Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher wasnt as bad as Black had first thought it would be, in fact, he rather enjoyed it. After successful practicals involving Grindylows and a particular type of fairy and after lessons with writing and independent research for the students, that wasn't boring or constrictive, he was well liked by the students. Snivellus still hated him, but that wasn't a surprise.

A student had asked him a question that had taken him aback, something he hadn't thought of. "Professor, will we be learning about werewolves?" The second year had asked. That was a hard question to answer, of course Sirius knew a lot about lycanthropy, but did he want to? Could he contain all the emotions about Remus long enough to teach them well? "If you wish to learn about werewolves, consider it done. However, I won't be teaching you that they're evil, disgusting creatures, I will present both sides, and it will be up to you to decide."

The lesson went well, surprisingly. It was a simple plan, show them how to identify a werewolf, show them how people become werewolves, try not to cry and make sure people know not all werewolves want to rip your throat out, or turn you. Simple enough, but it was more than likely still going to be a challenge.

"Sir, how do we kill werewolves?" Oh. Oh no. Sirius sighed, eyes slipping closed. It was a moment of contemplation before a response filled the air. "With a silver blade, or with the killing curse. That's if they're transformed into the werewolf of course, if they're in human form, the usual ways would work. May I ask why?" Sirius knew of course, he knew the exact reason, they were scared of Remus Lupin. " B-because, well, one escaped Azkaban, everyone knows he's after blood."

"I see, well, if my opinion counts for anything at all, I don't believe that you lot are in danger." It was at that moment the clock ticked over, and the students scrambled for their things. Sirius groaned, massaging his temple with a long finger before collecting his things and returning to his office.

A month went by, relatively quickly, sightings of Lupin became commonplace, most were obviously fake, but one near Hogsmeade shook the entire school. A barmaid had seen a suspicious man, grimy and scarred with wild hair and an old striped uniform.

I can't be bothered to finish this, so here it is lmfao . just to save it.

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marshmallow-phd · 5 years

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Charming Instruction

Part of The Untamed - EXO Wolf Universe

Genre: Supernatural, Wolf Au

Pairing: Junmyeon x Reader

Summary: You were just an average, everyday college student desperately trying to graduate. Only one more year stood between you and that celebratory walk. However, due to an oversight by your adviser, it seemed that the one class you never wanted to take was required to take that walk. It wasn’t the subject matter that made you uncomfortable. It was the teacher. Your heart sped up every time you saw him and you didn’t want that distraction in your life, attractive or not. With meeting him now an inevitability, you swore that you would keep your hormones in check. But after your first day of class, a series of hi jinks and weird situations lead you to discovering the secret of your professor and why he seemed to bombard your every thought.

Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4 I 5 I 6 I 7 I 8 I 9 I 10 I 11 I 12 I 13 I Final

Junmyeon didn’t lead you too far into the woods. He stuck to the tree line, pulling you in close once he was leaning up against a sizable trunk that kept you somewhat hidden from the house. Hands resting on your hips, he leaned his forehead on yours and sighed deeply.

You could tell he was still stressing over the meeting. Perhaps he was expecting more concern and questioning from the pack rather than the nonchalant reception that was bestowed upon him instead. While you didn’t know the boys all that well, they all seemed to give off that carefree vibe, which was possibly be the bane of Junmyeon’s existence, if you had to guess. But that probably just came with the territory of being a leader. And being the mate of the leader, you figured it was your job to help him stop worrying.

“Just give them a little time,” you reassured him as you rubbed his arms. “Soon, they’ll take it more seriously. It’s just because the information is so vague at this time, they don’t know what to be cautious of. So, they blow it off rather than stressing about something they have no control over.”

Junmyeon pouted, squeezing your sides. “Then why am I stressing about it?”

“Well, I don’t know too much about werewolf pack dynamics….” You scrunched your face mischievously, “But I’m pretty sure it has to do with the fact that you’re the leader and it’s kind of your job to worry over every little thing.”

“I do not worry about every little thing,” he protested.

This was coming from the same person who didn’t tell you the truth about the connection between the two of you because he was overthinking on whether or not you would hightail it out of here and leave him in the dust. Granted, you didn’t give him much hope for any other outcome, but still.

You held your thumb and index finger up, leaving a minuscule amount of space in between. “You do. Just a little bit.”

Junmyeon opened his mouth to argue, but then closed it, sighing heavily. “Okay. Maybe a little. But someone has to worry about these things or else we’ll all be doomed.”

“Well, then I guess it’s a good thing that you’re the leader instead of one of the others.”

He let out a short laugh. “Well, me and Kris. And it was nice that he-”

A little over the current discussion, you simply pressed your lips against Junmyeon’s for a quick kiss to stop his talking. Well, it was supposed to be a quick kiss.

Catching the back of your neck with his hand before you could pull away, Junmyeon deepened the display of affection, taking full advantage of the isolation. Under your palms that were resting on his chest, you could feel his content purr vibrating both you and him. The sensation made you giggle. Junmyeon broke off the kiss at the sound.

“What’s so funny?” he murmured, frowning at you.

“You’re like a cat,” you chuckled. Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say.

Junmyeon scoffed, the corners of his mouth turning up in astonishment. His eyes turned back to you, “Do you realize how insulting that is?”

“Um, sorry?” you snorted. He did not find it as funny. “It’s not my fault! You were purring!”

“I was happy! I can’t control it!” he whined.

You rolled your eyes. “I was just saying that it was cute!”

“Hardly the word I want to hear in the middle of kissing you,” he grumbled.

Stepping back, you crossed your arms, just staring at him. He kept pouting, just making him even cuter.

It was ridiculous. The big alpha wolf wanted to be seen as anything but cute. But he made it hard with that fluffy brown hair, puckered lips, and big, round brown eyes gazing at you. You almost wanted to snap a picture of it, but that didn’t feel appropriate in the moment. Honestly, it felt silly, him taking offense to that four letter word, but it wasn’t worth starting an argument.

You threw your hands up. “Okay. Fine. I won’t call you cute anymore. Never again. I will purge that word from my vocabulary unless I’m talking about a puppy or small child.”

Junmyeon’s eyebrows shot up to nearly his hairline. “I didn’t say that.”

Narrowing your eyes and smirking, you teased, “So, you do want me to call you cute?”

He shrugged, hands in his pockets. “I wouldn’t mind it under certain circumstances. Just not when I’m kissing you. Because that makes me want to show you exactly how not ‘cute’ I can be.”

Now that kind of had you taken back. “Are you sure you’re a college professor? Because you are acting a bit more more like a college boy right now.”

With a predatory gleam in those russet eyes, Junmyeon stalked towards you. Instinctively, you stumbled back until your back hit a tree, the curved edges of the bark piercing your shoulder blades.

Your breath quicken and you couldn’t stop the audible gulp in your throat from how much like a wolf he being. That reaction seemed to just egg Junmyeon on. He didn’t stop until the space between you was completely gone, a hand on each side of your hip to keep you in place. His lips were right against your ear as he whispered, “I’m only a professor on campus.”

Oh, that’s not good.

Junmyeon nibbled at your ear before moving down to your neck. You giggled anxiously. He’d never gone this far before. What really made you nervous was the fact that you didn’t want to stop.

“Junmyeon! Junmyeon, are you out here?!”

Junmyeon growled, slamming a fist into the bark above your head. “Oh, for crying out loud.”

You snorted, covering your mouth when Junmyeon shot you a look.

Chanyeol and Jongin came running through the trees. You straightened up, hoping that there was no evidence of what you and Junmyeon were doing left on your face.

“What is it?” Junmyeon asked grumpily. You could tell he was trying to remain calm and not be irritated at the boys in case it was a real emergency.

“Sorry to barge in,” Jongin actually looked really guilty, which made you want this whole thing end even quicker, “but no one can find Tao. Did he run past here?”

Junmyeon shook his head. “No, we haven’t. Why?”

“No one can find him,” Chanyeol explained. “He stormed off after the meeting. He seemed really pissed.”

“That’s not good.” Junmyeon ran a hand through his hair before glancing at you. Turning back to the other wolves, he asked, “Did you see what direction he took off in?”

“He went out the front door,” Jongin replied.

“So, you think he went into town?” Junmyeon guessed.

Chanyeol shrugged. “Maybe? And you know Tao when he’s mad. He doesn’t really have the best control.”

“Alright.”

You could see how reluctant Junmyeon was to be the leader, to go after his wayward member, but it was an instinct that he couldn’t ignore.

“I guess I’ll go track him down,” Junmyeon sighed.

“I need to go back into town anyway,” you inserted. Maybe if you were the one to take him, he’d be less pouty about it.

“Luhan wants to go with you,” Chanyeol added. “Said if anything, he can drag Tao to the empty bar while he does opening work.”

Junmyeon nodded. “Okay, then. Let’s go.”

The four of you headed inside, grabbing Luhan before splitting off and going back outside to your car.

It wasn’t a very chatty car ride. Luhan stayed quiet in the back seat while Junmyeon held your hand from the passenger’s seat. He made random comments about the area’s history or how the road needed repaving every once in a while.

Apparently, Tao preferred to hang out downtown, so that’s where you dropped the two wolves off. You told Junmyeon that he could find you at the museum once he was done. When he questioned why you would go there, you simply shrugged and said to kill time.

That wasn’t entirely a lie. You really did like to spend free time at the museum, wandering around and trying to find new pieces to memorize.

But today you had a little mission.

Even though Junmyeon said he’d already gone through the little book of his family’s history, you thought that maybe a fresh pair of eyes could pick up some new clues.

Mrs. Kang wasn’t surprised to see you at all when she saw you in the main lobby. Junmyeon had told you earlier in the week that he had you added to the very limited list of people with access to the back room. Mrs. Kang handed you a key card with no hesitation and left you to go on your merry way. Getting a pair of cotton gloves from the supply closet, you buckled yourself down at the table in Junmyeon’s secret room after carefully taking out the book from its resting place.

You flipped through the pages slowly, gliding your eyes over the heavily faded words. Some paragraphs were almost completely illegible from the old ink wearing away with age. One particularly worn page caught your eye about halfway through the book. The edges were particularly feathered and torn, giving you the impression that this page’s contents were immensely important in the past. Almost all the writing was gone on the pages, but certain words you were able to make out.

Enemies.

Beware.

Hunted.

Future encounters.

Bingo.

At the very bottom of the page, underneath the missing information was a familiar looking symbol still present enough to make out. It was a circle overlapping three points. That could be the clue you were looking for in order to keep the pack - Junmyeon’s family - safe. But where did you take it from here?

Junmyeon came to the museum about forty-five minutes later, finding you in the “caveman” section, as Cam liked to describe it.

“Finding anything new and interesting?” he teased as he came up behind you, encircling his arms around your waist.

You shrugged lazily. “Perhaps. Did you find Tao?”

Junmyeon scoffed. “Yeah, he’s been found. But he’d ran off in the forest, not to town. Apparently, he just ran in a different direction than where we were.”

“Poor leader.” You turned around in his arms, linking your own around his neck. “It’s so hard being you.”

That just made him roll his eyes. “You’re so mean to me.”

You motioned to exit with your head. “Come on. Since I’m so mean, dinner’s on me.”

Junmyeon made his impressed face, the kind he made when a student in class gave him an answer he wasn’t expecting. “I like that idea. And I think I know just the place.”

Triquetragirl49: I’m glad that the new article helped!

Archaeology4life: It was a great read! Thank you!

Triquetragirl49: How’s the paper coming?

Archaeology4life: Not too bad! Teacher’s a hardass, though. Lol

Triquetragirl49: Well, hopefully he’ll at least enjoy your paper on irish werewolves.

Archaeology4life: Fingers crossed! If I don’t get an A, I might have to complain to the dean. Jk

Triquetragirl49: Remind me again why you were focusing on that subject?

Archaeology4life: I just came across something about werewolves and a connection to the triquetra in some research. I was surprised that they were both related to protection.

Triquetragirl49: Kind of related. Werewolves were still considered dangerous and best for everyone to stay away from them.

Triquetragirl49: At least, according to the legends, that is. Considering they’re not real!

Archaeology4life: I’m sure if wolves were real, they wouldn’t be dangerous.

Triquetragirl49: You never know. There’s a lot of scary stories out there lol.

Archaeology4life: Yeah… you’re right lol

Archaeology4life: Thank you again!

Triquetragirl49: Of course! Just let me know if you want to know anything else! I’ve enjoyed talking to you!

Archaeology4life: Same!

“What are you smiling at?”

You slammed the screen of your laptop shut just as Junmyeon slid into the empty space across from you in the breakfast booth. Since he had a department meeting this evening, you’d beaten him to the farmhouse and decided to kill some time by getting back in touch with your new internet friend.

Finding triquetagirl49 in a folklore chat room on a history website had been pure luck and she’d giving you so much information on how that old celtic symbol could be related to werewolves. It seemed more like a good thing, representing protection for both humans and wolves alike. You weren’t sure when you should share this information with Junmyeon or exactly how to present it, so you decided for now to just keep it to yourself for the time being.

“Funny article on The Mummy trilogy,” you lied smoothly.

He shook his head, laughing to himself. “You and those movies. Don’t you have them memorized by now?”

“Maybe,” you pouted. “We can watch something else, though, if you want. Or do something else. We don’t have to watch a movie.”

Junmyeon held out two hands, moving them up and down like a pair of scales. “Let’s see… hold my mate close on my bed while we watch her favorite movie or do something else that involves less intimate time and possibly run into someone else in the pack.” He gave you a pointed look. “I think movie wins.”

You beamed. “Good!” Hopping up, you started for the staircase. “Let’s go!”

Junmyeon laughed as he followed you up to his bedroom. By luck, a majority of the wolves were out and about with their mates on this beautiful friday night. Since you and your wolf still had to be careful about who saw you together, it was a night in for the pair of you. But you didn’t mind. In fact, you had been looking forward to it all week.

Jumping on the bed, you pushed yourself all the way up to the headboard while Junmyeon turned on the TV and readied the movie before heading into the bathroom. While you waited on him, you fluffed up the pillows to make yourself more comfortable.

When he emerged from the bathroom, you tried to keep your focus on the bright screen. Junmyeon had decided that it was completely appropriate to come out in just a pair of sweatpants. Just sweatpants. No shirt.

He was such a tease.

You made no protest as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in close to him. Leaning your head on his chest, you watched the movie for a good fifteen minutes or so until the scene with Rachel Weisz in the museum, knocking over the bookshelves and creating that cringe-worthy disaster came on the screen.

That’s when Junmyeon got a little restless.

At first, he was just playing with your fingers and planting kisses on your shoulder. Then he moved his lips up to your neck, tickling the sensitive skin. Out of reflex, you flinched into the kiss, closing off access from Junmyeon.

“It’s cute that you know every word,” he whispered. It was obvious that he cared nothing for the movie and he was just trying to distract you and maybe even give him all your attention instead.

Taking the bait, you turned to tell him to be quiet. Before one word could escape your lips, he’d captured them in his own. You never saw another minute of the movie, too preoccupied to pay it any mind.

Oh, well. There was always next time and your wolf needed your special attention.

#exo #exo fanfiction #exo fanfic #exo wolf au #exo wolf!au #exo werewolf au #exo werewolf!au #junmyeon x reader #kim junmyeon #suho #exo series #exo supernatural au #Charming Instruction #untamed wolf universe

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fairyscribbles · 6 years

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Boiling Bite. (Chanyeol, Wolf!au) 2/2

Hello guys! A few little changes!

I will try to again re-update a lot of the lists that I have here, because not only they were not up to date, they are a bit glitched, as I saw when uploading that Baekhyun story!

I also thought of putting up my ko-fi link again. I stopped doing it for a while because I was pretty content, but as I started working, my financial needs rose up as well, due to travel, food etc etc. I am also really shooting to go to the JLPTs again and obtain the highest level (N1). For that, I need the books for it. I already bought the grammar book, so I need the vocab, kanji and reading so I can prepare and hopefully go try out the summer dates of the test!

It’s also a bit hard to update for me now not only because of school but also because of the house renovation. My desk is really cluttered from all the things I’ve had on shelves and my laptop has been connected to the TV for about three weeks now and has been exclusively used for Netflix ^^’ I did go back to writing into notebooks though, and I’m biting through a few of the requests. Who knows, maybe once I’m done, I will open them again!

Well now, after this super long essay, let’s enjoy the second part of the Kris story I have posted a while back!

If you need to refresh your memory, here is the first part! If you like what you read, you can support me on ko-fi!

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Everything burned and everything hurt. You didn’t remember when was the last time you were conscious for more than five minutes. The pain always knocked you out before you could go insane with it.

You could clearly remember that night... the dark alleyway... Kris’ mate crying into her phone, begging Kris to come and save you.

The two vampires standing, ready to pounce.

You stepping between the vampires and Kris’ mate.

And then the bite.

It was as if somebody suddenly poured acid into your veins and the blood carried it all over your body. It felt horrible. You wanted to die as you felt the ice cold fangs digging into you, sucking the life out of you.

It might’ve been gone in a few seconds, but it felt like hours to you.

They came and saved you. But it was too late, as you crumbled to the ground and you screamed in pain.

You felt someone, Chanyeol probably, picking you up and cradling you to him, but it didn’t do anything with the horrible pain that coursed through your body.

That’s when you blacked out the first time.

The first time you came to was when you felt someone settle down next to you.

“Ch-Chan…” your voice was too raspy for you to continue, a coughing fit interrupting your question.

“It’s me, ___.” Answered the voice that did not belong to your mate. Kyungsoo wiped at your forehead, the wet cloth gathering the sweat that trickled down your face.

“What…what…happene-“

“You were bitten. It’s the werewolf genes and vampire saliva that’s making you hurt.” You whimpered as the washcloth trailed down your face onto your neck, to the bite mark. A strangled scream ripped through your throat when the cloth dabbed at the wound and you immediately cowered from the pack’s healer. You heard him apologize, but everything was pronounced so slow and the way your eyelids seemed to drop, you knew you were out of it once again.

“Alright, ___. We need to get some of the bad blood out. This is going to hurt a lot, so we’re going to do it by bits, alright?”

You slowly grew accustomed to the pain, you were beginning to understand how it worked, how it always came in waves at you. It could’ve been two days since Kyungsoo’s visit, but it could’ve been two weeks as well.

You nodded shakily, tilting your head to the side and revealing your neck to him. Kyungsoo sighed, placing everything he was holding onto the nightstand before looming over you, his lips on your neck.

“Try to hold on as long as possible…” he mumbled quietly, his breath ghosting over your skin, before his lips closed over the wound. The first suck had you arching against him in a scream, your fists bunching in his shirt. You screeched, pleading for him to stop, trashing from side to side. You could feel the lift slipping from you from every suck by Kyungsoo’s lips. It ended just a few seconds after, yet it felt like eternity.

Kyungsoo spit out the blood he held in his mouth, its color a washed out red and more yellow than anything else.

“You did great, ___.” Kyungsoo gently stroked your cheek, trying to somehow calm you down.

“Chan…” you coughed heavily after that.

“What was it, ___?”

“Where…is…Ch-Chan…Chanyeol?” Kyungsoo fell silent for quite a while after that. Every passing second was like a dagger to your heart.

“He’s out hunting. He left three days ago, he didn’t come back yet.” Kyungsoo told you and yet you somehow knew it was a lie. You swallowed the tears that crept up on you and nodded to the tense Kyungsoo.

“You should try to get some sleep, ___-ah. We’ll try to get out more tomorrow.” His voice was gentle as if he was talking to a child. You nodded again, the grip of consciousness already slipping past your hands.

The last thing you thought of was Chanyeol’s voice, desperately calling your name.

Chanyeol sighed as he walked through the door. His body was full of kinks and soreness that wouldn’t be able to go away even after extended rest. As if he could do that, anyway.

For the past few days, he hadn’t thought about anything else, but revenge. He spent the past three days hunting down a vampire coven, making sure he would get every and single one of those suckers.

He kicked off his muddy boots and entered the house, his jacket a bloody pool on the floor. As he passed the mirror, he noticed the deep bags under his eyes and hallowed face.

He was only a ghost of what he used to be. He felt it, in his skin, his bones, in his very form, something changed. And he didn’t know how he would bring it back.

They switched every day. At first, only Kyungsoo would come, but later on, Suho replaced the healer, calling in Jongin to hold you down while sucking out the poison. The day after, the two switched and after that, Minseok and Luhan took their turns in trying to make you feel better.

You had already filled a whole glass with the yellowish substance and your mind was free from the sticky mist that clouded your senses.

It had its downfall, as it made the pain of healing clearer and the realization that since the night you’ve been bitten, Chanyeol hasn’t seen you once. Not a single time you felt his presence beside you and that made you tear up.

You probably disgusted him. You were bitten. And broken. Who in the right state of mind would want a broken mate? You thought as Kyungsoo gave your neck one hard last suck.

“Kyungsoo…” you choked out, stuttering over the lump in your throat.

“Yes? What is it?” he answered after cleaning his mouth, the poison still rocking slightly in the cup.

“K-Kill me.” You sobbed, the tears sneaking up on you. You could almost feel Kyungsoo freeze.

“What?” he wanted to you repeat as he slipped his hands around yours. You gripped him desperately.

“Please, just…let me have it over with. Just kill me and let that be…it.”

“Are you crazy? What about Chanyeol?” his voice sounded as if he still didn’t believe what you were saying. You swallowed the lump in your throat and looked at the ceiling, illuminated by moonlight.

“He…he doesn’t care about me anymore.” You had to wait a moment after saying that to calm yourself down. It was far too painful.

“I don’t blame him, though.” You added with a smile, even through the tears.

“Who would want a mate that is tainted by the enemy?” Kyungsoo squeezed your hand, rubbing circles into your skin with his thumb.

“That is the stupidest thing I’ve heard, ___. And I’m in a pack with Jongin, which means I’m listening to stupidities on a daily basis.” You could hear the smile in his voice and you couldn’t help but to chuckle shortly.

“Chanyeol wants you all the time. NO matter how you act, look or feel.”

“Then why isn’t he here?” Kyungsoo was quiet for a long time, weighing out his options. IN the end, he sighed, shaking his head.

“I would like to know that, too.” He rubbed your hand some more. It wasn’t the same thing as being comforted by your mate, but it came close.

“Just go to sleep, ___. You did good today.” You squeezed Kyungsoo’s hand one last time, before slowly rolling on your side. You instinctively awaited Chanyeol’s arms wrapping around you and pull you to him, but that never came.

Before Chanyeol could sigh and slip off his jacket, he was shoved back by a furious looking Kyungsoo.

“You need to start taking care of your mate.” He growled in a low tone, his eyes flickering gold.

“I am.” Chanyeol mumbled under his breath, trying to keep his cool.

“I’m avenging her. Killing every motherfucker I can get my eyes on.”

“She doesn’t need that. She needs you. But you’ve been too much of a pussy to face her.”

“What?” Chanyeol hissed, his beast stirring. Kyungsoo’s face showed he was being serious about what he said.

“I said, you’re too much of a pussy to look at her. You need to start taking care of her.”

“Do you even know how it fucking feels like? Being in my place?” Chanyeol asked, his tone menacingly passive as he came closer to Kyungsoo.

“Do you know the fucking feeling, when the person you love the most, the person you would die for, gets hurt? Like that? In front of your own fucking eyes?!” Chanyeol’s growl gradually turned into roaring.

“Do you even know how I feel when I walk around the room and I hear her screaming? Because I was unable to help her? Do you know the feeling?”

“And do you fucking know what you’re doing to her now? Did you even know that she asked me to kill her yesterday?” Kyungsoo’s words were like a thousand daggers, stabbing into his heart. As he heard about your wish to die, his knees buckled.

“W-What?” Kyungsoo smiled grimly as Chanyeol’s shock-ridden state.

“She thinks you don’t want her anymore. She told me that you probably think of her as disgusting since she was bitten by a vampire.” Chanyeol sighed deeply, sliding down the wall he was leaning against.

“Fucking hell…” he muttered, running his fingers through his hair. Kyungsoo knelt down next to him, laying his hand on Chanyeol’s shoulder.

“Look, I’m not going to try to convince you that it wasn’t your fault. You wouldn’t listen to me anyways. But killing vampires won’t help her. She needs you close. She needs to know that she’s still wanted.” Chanyeol sighed, nodding. He was too weak to say anything else.

“The sucking of the poison is very painful for her. She needs her mate. If you would do it, the poison will be gone in a few days.” When Chanyeol still didn’t answer, Kyungsoo patted his back once more and he stood to leave.

“Kyungsoo…”

“Hmm?” he turned around to look at Chanyeol. Only then he noticed how the biting affected him. He looked like hell- there were big bags under his eyes, his clothing hung on his disappearing frame and his shoulders seemed slumped with eternal luggage.

“Thank you. For everything.” Kyungsoo smiled softly.

“We’re brothers, Chanyeol. I would do anything for you.” At this Chanyeol smiled slightly.

“Even so. Thank you so much.”

You stirred when your bed dipped with another weight settling on it. Your fever had gone up again, so you didn’t recognize what was happening until the unknown person cupped the back of your neck and tilted your head to the side. Your blood started running faster as you realized what’s happening.

“No, Kyungsoo…” you whimpered quietly, your fists balling into his shirt. The body seemed different from Kyungsoo’s though.

“Please, no more…” you tried to cover the wound by tilting your head, but he nudged it aside with his nose. As you tried to fight back, more weight settled over you.

“Calm down, ___-ah…” a low voice rumbled above you and you suddenly knew who it was.

“Chanyeol?” he answered you with a hum, as he lightly licked your neck. Your breath hitched and you wound your hands around his torso, bringing him close. Chanyeol swiped his tongue over the wound once more before he closed his lips around it, giving it an experimental suck. He shuddered when the bad blood entered his mouth, but it didn’t stop him from sucking harder. It was much different, the cleansing with your mate. It was almost pleasurable for the first seconds and you pushed him down onto you some more, panting quietly. Chanyeol paused a while to spit out the venom in his mouth before diving in for more. This time, it was more uncomfortable, and you squirmed against him, your hands bunching in his shirt and tugging on it, to pull him away. He stayed relentless though, as he sucked harder. The first hard suck was painful.

“Chanyeol…” you whimpered, squirming some more. Once again, he leaned away to spit out.

“One more time, baby.” He assured you, closing his mouth around the wound again.

It was painful the last time, just as it was with the others. You arched your back, trying to get him from you, you tried swinging your head from side to side, but Chanyeol’s hold on you was tight, not letting go until you actually screamed out.

He quickly spat out the remaining poison and had you in his arms in seconds, holding you against his chest securely.

“I’m so sorry, baby, I’m sorry…” he kept repeating in your hair, stroking it comfortingly.

It took a while for you to calm down and to realize that he was actually with you. After the week of separation, it seemed unnatural.

“I thought you didn’t want me anymore…” you mumbled under your breath, holding onto him tightly. He reciprocated the grip, kissing the crown of your head.

“Are you kidding me? You’re my mate. I warned you about this before you signed your soul- it’s a job for life.” You giggled tiredly- the cleansing always had a dizzying effect on you- maybe because you lost a lot of blood.

“Will you stay?” you asked, looking up at him. You didn’t let him have much of a choice. There was a small chance he would be able to get out of the grip you had on him, anyways.

“Forever.” He said, kissing your lips.

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