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glitxhwayventeen · 3 years

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Lonely Hearts Club

Seokmin: Chapter 3 (I Wanna Know)

Characters: Seokmin x female reader

Genre/Warnings: multi-member au (different scenarios), werewolf au, fantasy, angst, fluff, genocide mentions, runaways, mental illness (depression implied), sexual mentions, crying, mentions of death, mentions of violence. Any others will be put as warnings when future chapters are thought up/written.

Author’s Note: Your girl is in some serious fucking pain but she managed to get another chapter out because she couldn’t sleep! So low and behold, I give you a decent chapter for DK

Please remember that all of these chapters and the content within them are a work of fiction! They’re just for fun/entertainment!

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Chapter 3: I Wanna Know

You were in heat for a few more days. Seokmin stayed with you the whole time and took care of… your every need. Though he looked worn out, he didn’t complain once. He liked that you let him help you. And he was hoping now that your heat was over, you’d let him in a bit more.

Your legs felt like jello, your hair looked like a birds nest, your skin was covered in variously healed bruises. You were a mess. But it was still time to go back to the pack. You made a promise and you always followed through with your promises, even if you were in a horny induced daze when you made it. You were just hoping they wouldn’t know, or at least, wouldn’t make a big deal out of what had happened.

Seokmin helped get you back to your feet and get dressed, putting your arms through your tank top and putting you in your shorts one leg at a time. He had already managed to get himself together as he had woken up earlier than you had. He figured you’d be in worse shape than him after everything… everything you’d been through and he wanted to be sure you were as okay as possible before you started your journey back home.

“There we go, all done!” He chirped after finally buttoning the last button on your jean shorts.

He took a step back to look at you. Aside from the bruises, you physically looked pretty normal now that he had helped you tame your ridiculously tangled hair. But he knew the pack was gonna smell you. You smelled like him from the week of animalistic sex sessions you two had been having due to your heat. It was unavoidable. He knew they’d all know you two slept together the second you walked through the door. He just wasn’t sure how you’d react to their inevitable and unavoidable teasing.

You quickly looked down after you had seen your reflection in one of your buckets of water, “I look like a walking disaster.” You muttered.

“It’s not THAT bad…,” He failed miserably at reassuring you, “But it doesn’t matter anyways, we’re mates. It doesn’t matter if we slept together or not. We would have eventually anyways” Seokmin tried to reason, bringing himself to walk up to you and hold your small hands in his large ones hesitantly.

“They’re all gonna make fun of me.” You pouted at him, looking down at your feet and smiling a bit in embarrassment.

You had never really taken the time to look at him before your whole mating fiasco happened. You had done literally everything in your power to avoid him at all costs so you wouldn’t catch feelings for him. But now that you had spent a good portion of time alone with him, you realized just how much bigger than you Seokmin was. He always seemed so… subservient around the pack that you never really gave his physical appearance much thought when it came to size. He must’ve been almost a foot taller than you, and now that you had seen him shirtless and naked, you also knew just how much muscle he actually had. He was MUCH larger than you had thought. Even his feet looked like they could crush yours with one fast stomp.

He held back a giggle at your cuteness before he spoke up, “They won’t make fun of yoooou. Especially because you could EASILY beat most of them to a bloody pulp with your special wolfie powers and all.”

“Aya! They’re not special ‘wolfie powers.’ They’re just my normal powers. And it’s not my fault you guys are more diluted forms than me.” You chuckled, playfully smacking his toned chest with your hand.

He cocked his head to the side at your statement, “Is that how it works? The longer the line the less of a wolf you are?” He asked curiously while bringing the back of your hand up to his lips and giving it a chaste kiss.

You almost laughed out loud at his question before you remembered that he didn’t grow up with other werewolves. He was a bitten wolf, not genetically a wolf. You remembered that Seungcheol had told you that no one in his family had ever been a wolf before him. He probably had no clue how it all worked, especially since his pack wasn’t always the best help when it came to educating each other on important matters. You felt a little guilty for thinking he was just being sort of dumb. It wasn’t his fault he didn’t know anything about it. So you held back your little outburst and nodded instead.

“Yeah basically. I mean, most genetic lines now can still obviously transform, but they’re still not…” You tapped your chin with your index finger for a moment while thinking of the correct words to explain what you meant, “As much of a wolf as me.” You decided.

Your mate was watching you intensely, listening to every word you said closely, as if he was learning the most important information he’d ever need to know,“I’m honestly probably more wolf than I am human. But most modern day wolves are more human than wolf, that’s why it’s relatively easy for them to assimilate into human societies and blend in.” You informed him, the both of you gathering the rest of your things and making your way out the cave to the path leading back to the forest.

“But hiding our eyes isn’t always easy!” He interjected with enthusiasm you found oddly cute, “If we get too emotional, the potions disintegrate and our real eye color shows. So it’s not really SUPER simple with us.” Seokmin responded, grabbing your hand closest to him and interlocking your fingers.

For a moment, you wanted to pull away from him and push him for initiating the sudden contact. But you also promised him that you’d give him a chance and that you’d try to be the best mate to him that you could be. Plus, the warmth of his hand felt… kind of nice on yours. So you kept your hands together, giving his fingers an involuntary squeeze that made Seokmin’s face light up.

“I suppose you’re right. But really, as long as a wolf can keep their shit together, they can seem very human. When my people were still around, we were very obviously NOT human. We couldn’t be even if we had tried.” You casually let out, skipping over a large rock in your way.

“What were your people like?” He questioned, genuinely wanting to know what your life was like before you lost everything. His pack had tried to ask you before, but you’d always clam up and make up some excuse to leave the conversations. He was hoping with it just being the two of you, you might actually be okay with sharing some more personal information with him.

You waited a moment before you spoke up. What WERE your people like? It had been so long that you hardly even remembered anythings about them. You usually tried to push away all the thoughts of them because remembering all you lost hurt too much. But when he asked you the question, it was like everything came rushing back to you all at once.

Your family, your tribe, your traditions. You remembered how the tribal elders used to let you sit in on council meetings because your father insisted you needed to know everything there was to know about running the tribe. It made you feel so important when he did that, like you were his pride and joy. You thought about all the times you had sat next to your mom as she cooked up potions and remedies in her old stone cauldron for the healer to use on the sick and injured. She always cared so much about everything and everyone around her, you always loved to help her help people. And you could all but see your 11 big goofball brothers running up to you holding their latest hunting prizes with the most giant toothy grins they could muster. Those dumbasses, they always made the most of life. You missed them so fucking much.

Everything started swirling around your head and it made a huge smile appear on your face with watery eyes at the thought of your early life. Seokmin took notice and felt a bit proud of himself that he had made you that happy, you had never beamed a smile that big before in front of him or his pack.

“My people… they were… they were just-” You paused, “They were just the most amazing family a person could ever ask for.” You started, wiping away a sudden tear that had fallen down the side of your face from the memory of them, hopefully before your mate could notice. Of course, he still saw, but he said nothing because he knew it would upset you.

“They were always just sooooo happy. I remember every night was basically like a huge party. We’d all dance and sing around the campfire, there’d be elders telling stories and offering the young words of wisdom while the parents would scold us for interrupting anytime anything got cool or surprising.” You sadly laughed, “We were all just… one big happy family. Even if I wasn’t actually related to all of them. I can’t really explain the connection I felt to them… it was just as strong as the one I had to my biological family.” You sighed, finally reaching the edge of the forest and finding the proper trail for the both of you to set towards home.

He could hear the pain in your voice as you spoke of your past life. You must’ve really missed them. But there were so many questions he still had. What about your actual family? Did you have brothers or sisters? What kind of life did you have? How did you sleep or eat? Where did you come from? But he knew he shouldn’t ask so many at once, he didn’t want to overwhelm you or hound you with his thoughts all at once. So instead, he asked just one question he knew he should probably know the answer to: “What- What happened to them?”

His words made you halt your movements for a second. Remembering that day wasn’t something you liked to do. In fact, you went to great lengths to avoid the memory. It haunted everything you did. Every minute of everyday was plagued with the thought of their demise. You had nightmares every night. You saw their hallowed faces in every person you met. You smelt ash and burnt flesh more than you smelt anything else. Their screams were still stuck to your mind like gum on the bottom of a shoe. It tore you apart to think of it. But still, you knew he deserved to know. You’d want to know if you were him.

“They were… they were massacred.” You sadly shrugged, biting your lip to keep yourself from letting sobs out. He stroked your hand in his in an effort to soothe your sad soul. You took comfort in his small affectionate touch, it grounded you and pulled your tortured mind back down to the conversation you were having.

You took in a deep breath, “It was just any other day, at least, to me it was,” you gulped before you continued, “I was helping my mom with some new herbal remedies for some of our sick warriors when suddenly we heard this loud BANG. My mom wasn’t a wolf, in fact, back then no female was. Well, no female but me that is, but that’s beside the point,” you shook your head and tried to get yourself back on the topic at hand.

“I could feel the vibration under my feet. It was a cannon, but we didn’t know that then. They weren’t really used in our part of the world, they’d freeze in the cold weather and couldn’t always light at the altitude that my village was set on. But somehow, the Cossacks found a way to make them work… they always found a way…” you stated flatly, looking up to the sky out of respect for your fallen family.

“They were upset that my pack had killed some of their soldiers that had hurt a group of women in a neighboring tribe. So they punished us the only way they knew how: by brutally murdering everyone and setting everything they could on fire. Fire’s one of the few ways Icyan wolves can actually be killed. They killed almost everybody. As far as I know, Cyrus and me were the only ones who got out.” You swallowed back the lump stuck in your throat as you and Seokmin continued onward to your destination.

Now this question really worried him, he wasn’t sure if he even wanted answers to it. But he, again, wanted to know more about you and how you got to him. He’d figure it out eventually, might as well try to get it out of you today while he had you going already.

“Can you- can you tell me a bit about him…?” He almost whispered, afraid to say it any louder as he didn’t want to upset you.

“W-What?” You asked for clarification.

“I- I Wanna Know more about… him… Can you tell me about him?” Seokmin stuttered out. He was still unsure if he should’ve said it to begin with, but he couldn’t help it. He had to know more about the man who had you crying constantly over him.

You turned your head to look at him, “About who? Cyrus?” A bit of fear crossed your face as you attempted to confirm what he asked.

“Y-Yeah. He was your mate. And Jun kind of explained what you told him had happened to him the other day, but I don’t know much about him. Like how you two got out. Or why he died…” He looked you in the eyes and say that tears and immense sadness had began to pool in them, “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to! I just figured… that it would be better to get it out in the open now…” Seokmin bit his lip as he waited for your reaction/response.

“Cyrus was… Cyrus. He is- was… my best friend.” You sighed defeatedly out loud before you continued, “He always took care of me. He imprinted on me right after I was born, so he was always there for me.” You started, still trying to find the right words to emphasize what he meant to you. But it was hard, you weren’t very touchy feely like Seokmin was. Feelings were all new to you, so you weren’t sure how to share them aloud.

You didn’t want to upset Seokmin by speaking too fondly about your past mate, but you also couldn’t help the pang in your heart you felt Everytime you heard Cyrus’s name. Part of you wanted to never speak of him again, another part of you wanted to never shut up about him. Your mind was full of conflict but your heart was full of sorrow. How could you possibly ever forget Cyrus enough to have a new mate? How could you ever emphasize how important he was to you when Seokmin, your current lover, was holding your hand? How were you supposed to pick and choose such things when your heart was pleading for a break?

“Wait- he imprinted on you right when you were born? I didn’t know that was possible…” he lost steam towards the end of his sentence and started to mumble while rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand.

“Oh no! It wasn’t like that!” You stopped him before he could get any further, “See, Icyan wolves start to shift really soon after birth, like only a month or two after. So it basically means that we’re able to phase our entire life. Cyrus was only five years older than me. He acted like an older brother to me until I hit 16 ish. But that’s when it all went wrong…” You held back a whimper that was threatening to spill past your lips.

“But the day everyone was killed, my dad and the other wolves came to defend out den. I was hiding in the hut while my mom was trying to do a protection spell. But they had killed most of our warriors already when they tried to save their families. We’re very protective of the ones we love” you sniffled slightly, still trying to hold your emotions back but obviously failing miserably.

“Cyrus came to find me after his family was killed. It was his instinct to protect me first, even though he loved his parents, they had each other still. And I was his mate, that’s how we work, mates and children before anyone else. He came into our home and tried to comfort me. We all thought we were gonna die. They had already killed my brothers by the river bank, it broke my parents. They saw red. But they knew I was still alive. So, before the Russians stormed our hut, my dad told Cyrus to take me and run as far as possible for as long as possible, so he did. After that, we were alone, but we had each other. It was like that for a few years. But then… I turned 16 and everything went to hell.” Your lip trembled and quivered with guilt.

Your current mate whined at your sadness, he wanted to help you, but he knew there was nothing he could say or do to make you feel better. So he just kept rubbing the back of your petite hand and giving you his full undivided attention. You had heard his whine, but you knew it was just because you were upset, so you gave him a small depressed smile before you kept speaking.

“Well you know that he- well that he’s obviously dead. Otherwise we couldn’t have imprinted on each other. But I’m sure you want to know… why he died” you mustered up all the courage you could before finally explaining it all to him, “He saved me. I fucked up. I was spotted by some towns people and he took the fall so they wouldn’t take me instead. Our wolf forms were similar. All Icyan wolves are white, we can just have different patterns to us. The villager that spotted me didn’t see the black spot on my head, he just saw a huge white wolf. They followed me back to our den and they were met with him. He refused to let me go. He was a telepath and he was an alpha. He ordered me to hide and he told me he loved me before he gave himself up to the angry mob.” You stopped walking and let the tears brimming your eyes freely fall.

Seokmin stood in front of you playing with your hair sweetly, trying to give you something to ground yourself and distract you from your heartache. It killed him to see you that way.

“I couldn’t- I couldn’t refuse his order. He was- he was my alpha. So I had to stay and watch them take him back to their town. I left after that to try and find him, he never told me that I couldn’t. But by the time I got there- they- they-” you sobbed out while bringing your shakey hands to your face, “They had already started torturing him. There had been reports of two huge wolves in the area and they thought he would lead them to me if they hurt him enough. But he never did.” Seokmin pulled you into his chest as you cried, barely able to breathe as you convulsed into loud whimpers and wails.

“I- I felt everything. Every cut they made, every punch, every hit. Because I’m of my shaman bloodline, I felt everything he felt, I- I’m an empath. He figured out I was in the crowd and just kept telling me that he loved me telepathically. That it wasn’t my fault. But- But how could it not be- be my fault?” You stuttered as you gripped onto Seokmin’s shirt for dear life, “I got him killed!” You all but screamed, crying into your mate’s chest so hard he was worried you’d pass out.

Seokmin just let you cry. He couldn’t imagine the guilt and pain you must have been feeling. He just held you and shushed you and told you that everything would be okay. But how could you be okay? You lost everyone in the most awful ways possible. No wonder you didn’t want him around before. If he were you, he wouldn’t either. He wouldn’t have wanted to risk losing MORE people.

He knew you thought it was your fault, but it wasn’t. If the roles were reversed, he knew you would’ve done the same thing as Cyrus. Just like he always knew that if push came to shove, he’d do the same exact thing your past mate had done to save you. You were his whole world, he’d never let anything or anybody hurt you if he could help it. He’d defend you with his very last breath if it meant you got even a second longer to live.

After a while, your breathing evened out and your sobs became just tears. Seokmin pulled you back up from his torso to look you in the glistening eyes. He quickly wiped away any water that had streamed down your face in the process. He really wanted to just kiss all your tears away, but now wasn’t the time for that.

“I’m so sorry (Y/N). I wish I could take away your pain. But I can’t. The best I can do is promise you that I’ll always be here for you.” He assured you, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ears.

“Even if I start crying over my dead mate?” You tried to sound sarcastic, but you honestly felt too weak to. It probably came out as more of a whine to him.

“Even if you start crying over him. Or if you miss him. Or even if you just want to talk about him. Or any of them. It’s okay. I understand and I’m here for you, no matter what.” He pecked your nose softly and gave you the most loving eyes you had ever seen.

You couldn’t help but pull him into a sweet, thankful kiss, attempting to show him how grateful you were for him with your actions rather than your words that always seemed to fail you. Once you pulled back, you realized just how tired you were. Seokmin seemed to pick up on it to because, suddenly, you were in his arms being carried through the woods bridal style. You gave him a look of uncertainty, he just nodded at you and gave you a loving smile, signaling that he would be okay to walk back the rest of the way to the house with you in his arms.

You wanted to protest it all for his sake, but your eyelids felt too heavy. So instead, you just snuggled your now swollen face into his chest and let the darkness take over, feeling safe in his arms and knowing he would never let anything bad happen to you. For the first time in a long time, you felt like maybe everything would be okay.

(Updated 9/17)

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sirenspells · 3 years

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Dude pls tell me about ur aus I'm curious as heck wjdjjdnwjdje

Oh god this is such a broad question I have a million AUs nfjfnfjfg, you have no idea of the floodgates you’ve just opened. I’ll try to list them off with a summary of what each ones about. This is going to get so long please beware

P3 Chariot/Fool Swap AU: Pretty standard “Aigis and the Arisatos switch roles” AU. Aigis is a human girl named Aiko who’s the leader of SEES. Minato and Hamuko are two anti shadow weapons who were built around the same time and both join SEES together. Metis and Ryoji also switch roles (and by extension, Thanatos and Psyche as well). Minato is the one who inherits Aiko’s wildcard power during the answer and Hamuko is...not happy about that since she believe her and Aiko were closer.

Pokemon Ultra Moon/Persona Crossover: This is an AU I haven’t posted about in a long time, but it’s basically Pokemon Ultra Moon but with Persona characters. The overall plot stays relatively the same, but little changes are made here and there. Akira can be considered the main protagonist, but Yu, Hamuko, and Minato are also main characters. Yu basically takes Hau’s role, Hamuko takes Lillie’s, and Minato takes Gladion’s. Ikutsuki takes Lusamine’s role so he’s basically the main villain. This AU also has a “sequel story” of sorts that’s based on Pokemon Platinum, where Sunako and Azami (my fanmade femcs) are the main characters.

P5 Robot AU: Akira and Goro are anti shadow weapons. In this AU, Wakaba is part of the Kirijo Group and Shido forced her and some other people to create two personal humanoid weapons for him in secret. Basically, both Akira and Goro were conducting mental shutdowns on Shido’s orders, but Akira slowly realizes how wrong it is and tries to rebel, but Goro puts him in his place and trashes him. By the time he’s discovered in the main story, he’s lost all of his memories and has reverted back to having no emotions, though like Aigis, he slowly becomes more human as the story progresses. Also, Ryuji’s the wildcard and the phantom thieves’ leader.

My Persona rewrite/Frisky’s Persona rewrite: The name isn’t really accurate, it’s the best I could think of and it may as well be true lol. Persona but lots of characters who died get to live (Shinjiro, Ryoji, the Arisatos, Chidori, Zen and Rei), some characters are now Persona users (Shiho, Yuuki), and other random stuff like the water element existing now cause I just want them to use it again atlus please. Also big part of this AU and the biggest reason I hesitate to call it a “rewrite” is cause some of the p3 characters are now the (adopted) parents of some p5 characters. This was the AU’s original point then other stuff got added as it went on lmao.

Shadow Protag Adventures: During PQ2, all of the wildcard’s Shadows decide they are going to work together and cause problems on purpose. They all create their own movie (it’s not really a movie like the other ones but for the sake of the theatre they’re in then yeah) and kidnap the leaders so that the rest of the Persona users have to traverse through their dungeon without their “precious leaders”. The Shadows have the ability to shapeshift and use it to hide their true identities until the very end, using their teammates forms instead to toy with them.

Robot Revival AU: 6 years after Persona 3′s ending, Minato, Hamuko, and Ryoji are freed from being the seal/being sealed and revived into robot bodies. They attend Shujin Academy with Ken and Labrys, and get caught up in the goings on of the Metaverse. They end up sort of becoming a second set of phantom thieves that just explore Mementos (I call them the Shadow Executives but that name might change, it’s more of a placeholder if anything atm), but they do end up meeting the actual Phantom Thieves and joining up with them. Also, Akira’s hometown is Tatsumi Port Island, and he was friends with Minato and Hamuko when they were alive, so the first time he sees them at Shujin he’s like “what the fuck what the fu”

P3 Monster AU: All of SEES are mythical creatures. In this AU, there’s no Personas, and monsters exist, but most humans aren’t aware of their existence. I plan to reveal what monster each member of SEES is as I draw them, but right now they are:

Minato - gargoyle/phoenix (I’m indecisive and I like both of these choices so this AU kinda has two versions. The gargoyle version is probably the one I focus more on, though)

Hamuko - siren

Junpei - demon

Yukari - faerie

Akihiko - dragon

Mitsuru - vampire

Shinjiro - werewolf

And today I casually revealed that Ryoji’s an angel in the tags of a post but is anyone really surprised by that

P4 FEMC/P5 FEMC: Putting these in the same slot cause they’re basically the same concept. Persona 4 and Persona 5, but if they had a female protagonist. P4′s is Azami Narukami, she’s edgy and it takes a bit for her to open up at first, preferring to stay quiet and serious. P5′s is Sunako Kurusu, starts out very shy and quiet but around people she likes she’s very bubbly and cheery. I love them both so much.

Minato is Death: This is kind of like a Minato/Ryoji swap, but with a twist. It’s Arisato twins, but Minato dies in the car crash with their parents, and Aigis seals Death within Hamuko. Due to Hamuko’s grief about her brother dying and wanting to see him again, she subconsciously shapes Death’s human form so that it looks like Minato and how she’d imagined he’d be like if he’d gotten a chance to grow up. Ryoji is human in this AU and was childhood friends with the twins, and his family raises Hamuko after the accident.

Devil Survivor Shadows/Personas AU: A devil survivor au where the Shadows and Personas from the persona series are incorporated into it. Demons are still a thing, and those without a Persona could still potentially fight through COMPs/cellphones, but Shadows are explicitly creatures born from the collective unconscious, and accepting your Shadow gives you a Persona.

Plume of Dusk Minato AU: Similarly to Sho Minazuki from p4 arena ultimax, Minato is experimented on by the Kirijo Group and a Plume of Dusk is implanted into his brain, causing a second soul to be born within him, that being Ryoji. Long after they’ve escaped from the lab, Minato/Ryoji joins Strega, but midway through p3′s story they leave and join SEES.

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gamerwoo · 5 years

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[Tales from the Pack] Seungcheol: Stubborn (Part One)

Characters: Seungcheol x female reader

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, kinda thief au, fantasy, angst, slightly fluffy??, drugging but it’s not in an evil context I promise

Word count: 2,281

Summary: You’ve heard the stories your relatives told you about werewolves when you were younger, but you always thought it was just a scare tactic to make kids behave. Well, up until you woke up in a den full of werewolves.

a/n: to those who didn’t know, hello I’m editing and reposting the parts of TftP that I already had up before continuing with the series!!! some little bits might be different, some storylines might be slightly different or really different, and some might be exactly the same ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Everything hurt, so you knew you weren’t dead at least. Whether that was good or bad, you couldn’t tell yet. If you were away from those men chasing you, it was definitely good. Although, sliding down that steep drop probably broke something in your body, so your chances of making back into town were slim to none.

You couldn’t find it in yourself to open your eyes even though you weren’t knocked out anymore. Honestly, you were way too tired and kind of just wanted to sleep until someone -- hopefully someone trustworthy from town, which was pretty ironic considering you were known for being the opposite -- came to find you. You had very few friends considering your lifestyle, so the odds someone realized you were missing weren’t that good, but at least you’d get to sleep for longer.

What made you finally find the strength to open your eyes was hearing the creaking of a wooden floor. Your eyes shot open and you saw you definitely weren’t outside. You were in a room that seemed warm and cozy -- mostly everything made of wood with a dim lamp shining a warm yellow-ish light around the room, and on top of a real mattress that cradled every sore muscle in your body.

But the thing that held your attention was the boy halfway across the room, between you and the door. He froze when he saw you look at him, holding a wooden bowl in his hands as his brown eyes opened wide with shock.

“Uh…J-Jeonghan?” he called, seeming more terrified of you than you were of him.

Then again, if you still had your knife on you, you could probably kill him in more ways than he knew of. Despite not seeming menacing on the outside -- he was a little more on the taller side and looked kind of sturdy, but still had a slim face with a prominent nose and wide, afraid eyes that never left you -- your instincts screamed that being here was being in danger. You didn’t know why that was but you kept your guard up anyway.

Another boy walked in, this one much skinnier than the one still frozen in the middle of the room. He looked almost angelic, and smiled warmly seeing you awake, walking passed the other boy. He took the bowl as he walked over to the bed and knelt down beside it. As he got closer, you sat up and scooted as far away as you could until your back hit a wall.

“Don’t be afraid,” he chuckled softly, holding out a hand, “my name’s Jeonghan and I’m here to take care of you.”

“W-where am I?” you wanted your voice to be strong when it came out, but it shook and broke from nerves and from being passed out for so long. “How did I get here?”

Jeonghan dropped his hand and let out a sigh, looking around the room as if he would find the answer there, “Well…you’re in our home in the woods. One of us found you out cold and brought you here to recover.”

“Who… How many people live here?”

“Fourteen.”

“Are…there any girls? No offense but I’d be more comfortable being taken care of a strange girl rather than a strange man.”

Jeonghan hesitated before clearing his throat, “…Sort of. I mean, there’s one, but…she’s…out.”

The gears in your head started turning. For some reason, your mind immediately went to the scary stories your family would tell you about the werewolves that would come into town at night and eat people. They said the wolves traveled in large packs and only consisted of men unless they imprinted.

‘No, ___, that’s just a myth,’ you tried to tell yourself.

Your eyes moved to look behind Jeonghan at the boy still standing frozen in the middle of the room, watching you with the same wide eyes. You pointed to him, asking, “Who’s that?”

Jeonghan turned around and groaned softly, “Seokmin, if you’re going to just stare at her, you might as well go.”

“But…but Seungcheol said--”

“I’ll take the blame, you go,” Jeonghan told him quickly, and the first boy -- Seokmin -- left the room just as quickly. Jeonghan turned back to you with an almost embarrassed smile. “That’s Seokmin. He’s very sweet, I promise, but he’s just…kind of shy around strangers sometimes. Not always, but y’know, when we find a girl passed out in the woods...”

Jeonghan just shrugged as he trailed off.

You hadn’t noticed that you’d slowly been uncurling out of the ball you were in and moving closer to Jeonghan until you noticed your knee was almost touching his hand that was still resting on the bed. You wondered when you’d subconsciously moved closer to him, and why.

“So…what’s wrong with me then?” you asked him, referring to your injuries. They had been the ones taking care of you, apparently. “How long was I out for?”

“Only a couple hours,” he reassured you, handing you the wooden bowl. “One of our br-- Um, one of the others who live here made you soup to help you feel better. You sprained your ankle pretty bad but we took care of it.”

You tested out both ankles, stretching out your legs and rolling your feet around to see if it hurt. You were suspicious when it didn’t.

“I…literally feel...nothing,” you noticed, your eyes narrowing as you stared down at your ankles. “How did you fix that so quickly?”

“That’s a family secret,” he grinned cheekily. “Just don’t walk on it too much for the next few days for it to fully heal.”

“So…then I’m stuck here?”

“Afraid so.”

You frowned and looked down at the bowl, the steam rising into your face. It wasn’t like anyone would really miss you, but it didn’t mean you wanted to stay here either way.

“I never caught your name,” Jeonghan’s words broke you from your pouting. You looked up at him and saw the warm smile back on his face. You were a little wary of him because he just looked…too trustworthy. “It’s probably helpful for us to know what to call you.”

You mumbled your name, and his smile widened, apparently pleased that you trusted him enough to tell him. You didn’t know if you should regret telling him that information.

“This isn’t…poisoned or anything…right?” you asked, gesturing to the soup with the spoon that was placed in the bowl.

He laughed and shook his head, his eyes twinkling, “No, I promise it’s safe. I’ll even test it first if you need me to.”

“No,” you sighed, feeling a little dumb for even asking, “it’s okay.”

“You should probably eat something before our al-- Er, our eldest gets back. He specifically told us to take the best care of you, so if he finds out you woke up before he got here and we didn’t even bother feeding you, he’ll have all our heads.”

“What, is he like, the boss around here?” you asked, taking a sip of the hot liquid. It actually tasted pretty good; maybe the best soup you’d ever had.

He chuckled, scratching the back of his head, “Yeah, kinda like that.”

The commotion you heard downstairs almost made you drop your spoon. It was sudden, like a rumble of thunder. You had to remind yourself there were thirteen boys living here, so that was probably why it was so noisy.

“Guess he’s back,” Jeonghan sighed, turning his head to look out into the hallway through the open door. Nobody was out there, thankfully, but you could hear the loud footsteps that seemed to be running up a set of stairs and quickly getting closer. “Speak of the devil…”

A new man burst into your room, only this one was much different from the other two. He was much broader, and his hair was midnight black on his head. A pair of full, cherry lips parted into a smile as soon as he looked at you.

And then you felt…something. It was strange and you didn’t know what it was. Your heart fluttered slightly, and you felt like you knew him even though you knew you had zero connection to him whatsoever; you’d never even seen him before. Yet, you looked at him and felt something…familiar.

“Oh...! You’re awake!” his smile faltered a bit as he walked toward you and Jeonghan, a small crowd of curious eyes forming by the door, making you even more nervous. “I was hoping I’d be back before you woke up but…I’m just glad you’re okay.”

“This is Seungcheol, the oldest.” Jeonghan informed you, gesturing to the broad man that couldn’t seem to stop smiling at you. “He’s the one who found you.”

“I helped!” someone called from the hallway but you didn’t see which boy it was.

“Yeah, yeah…” Seungcheol waved the comment away with a roll of his brown eyes and a laugh. “I’m the one who carried her.”

“Seungcheol, this is _____,” Jeonghan informed him.

The older boy’s eyes seemed to light up hearing your name, and the way he looked at you was a way no one ever had. Usually, you got glares and sneers -- you were a thief after all -- so this look was definitely new. The only thing you could compare it to was the way you looked at bread when you hadn’t eaten in days.

“_____…” he tested your name on his own tongue, and for some reason, it sounded like honey coming from his lips. Your brain was having a meltdown between your instincts yelling for you to run, and whatever part of you was drooling over Seungcheol. “It’s a beautiful name.”

“Thanks…” you blushed, looking back down into your bowl. “Um…thanks for taking care of me. Anyone else would’ve left me out there.”

His smile faded and turned into a deep frown, “Why would anyone ever do that?”

You chuckled with a shrug, “I’m a thief in town. Nobody likes me.”

“Well…we like you,” he offered, the smile coming back to his features, “and you can stay here as long as you’d like.”

Quickly, you shook your head. You may live on the street but you still knew manners when you needed them, “N-no, I couldn’t burden you like that! I appreciate the offer but you have fourteen people to feed -- mostly boys at that -- and--”

Your words cut off when you finally looked up at Seungcheol. His once brown eyes had turned a warm yellow color that made your blood run cold. The werewolf stories rushed back into your head before you connected the dots. The stories were true, and you were currently in a house with thirteen of the bloodthirsty creatures.

The two boys -- even the group outside -- took notice of your frightened expression, and Jeonghan looked to Seungcheol, gasping when he saw what you saw.

“Cheol, your eyes,” he warned.

You did the first thing you could think of, which was throw the bowl at them. They both easily dodged it, leaving the bowl to clatter on the floor behind them and spill the hot soup all over the floor. Then you scrambled to your feet and started to push open the window by the bed.

Before you managed to climb out -- even if you were on the second story and it might kill you if you flung yourself out the window -- you felt strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you back. You kicked and screamed and tossed your arms around in an attempt to get free, but nothing worked.

“No, let me go! I’m not gonna die here!”

“You’re not going to die, _____,” Seungcheol’s voice was in your ear, and it was a lot more firm than how he’d previously been speaking to you. “We’re not going to hurt you.”

“Bullshit! I’ve heard all the stories!”

“Those aren’t true,” he huffed as your elbow connected with his gut. It wasn’t enough to loosen his grip, though, “they’re just scary stories. Please, _____, calm down.”

“Should we have Soonyoung--”

“No!” Seungcheol shouted in your ear, making you tense. He definitely noticed and let out a quiet sigh. “No, please don’t.”

You continued to fight against Seungcheol despite the fact he seemed to be having a conversation with his pack mates with ease. What was up with this guy? How was he so calm and how could he hold you without breaking a sweat? You knew werewolves were supposed to be insanely strong, but this was insane!

“I won’t hurt her,” someone -- you assumed it was Soonyoung since they implied him helping -- promised, only making you fight more. You didn’t know what he planned on doing but you already didn’t like it, “I’ll just make her go to sleep.”

That definitely didn’t sound good in this context. You screamed as loud as you could, probably damaging your throat. The pack covered their ears, except Seungcheol who just had to bear it.

Suddenly, you felt a cloth over your mouth and nose, and before you could process that, you were letting in another breath to scream. Instead, you smelled something sweet and immediately felt drowsy. You looked up into the eyes of someone with dark hair and a cold expression on their face, watching your eyelids droop.

“Wonwoo, what did you--”

“It’s safe, Cheol,” he promised, seeming pleased with himself when you started to go limp in Seungcheol’s arms. Despite his features looking sharp and angry, his dark eyes looked more caring than menacing. You decided you didn’t like him right before you passed out. “She’s just going to take a nap.”

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Monster Mash AU // WKM+Present+Septic’s, suggestions & ideas welcome!

Okay, we’re back peeps! UPDATED RENDITION OF MY MONSTER MASH AU

Gonna start off with the WKM peepos! :D (Please note that Benjamin, Chef, and George are NOT included in this list.)

Actor!Mark: Mr. A-hole over here--not his fault, the house corrupted him, but still, it’s fun to call him Mr. A-hole--is a demon. Yup. ~>->~

Just as an fyi kinda thing, demon’s do NOT have wings; tails, horns, and extra appendages (this also includes eyes) are fine and optional, but they do NOT have wings whatsoever.

Damien: Mayor boyo is a selkie! However, he has NO siren attributes, since then, he’d basically just be Dark if he were to have any. (@foxtamer113)

Celine: The untrustworthy seer is still a siren.

William: Our lovely colonel boi remains a classic werewolf. Why? Because, he’s a scruffy, vicious, wolf boyo™.

District Attorney: (Included here because we were this character, so it’s only fair) Skinwalker. Obviously.

Abe: (I have a feeling we’ll be seeing Abe in at least one of the up-coming Warfstache vids, so that’s why he’s included here) Draconian; lizard-man!

Now, onto the present day Iplier egos! ;3 (feat. my own, Milo! Along with other fan-based ones that aren’t truly cannon.)

Mark: Angel of neutrality; basically just a human but w/ fluffy wings.

Milo: Angel of wrath, due to merciless passage of rite.

Please note that angels of sin (of which Milo is, however he is of a specified sin) are basically just winged demons but minus the (optional) horns, tail, and other extra appendages.

Also, he was inspired by God of War ;n;

Dark: Zelren Walker--official name of just wtf this 2 in 1 edge deal is xd Mix between a selkie, siren, zombie, AND skinwalker (may remove zombie portion, but I dunno. We’ll see). (@foxtamer113 w/ skinwalker realization xd)

Is more of a shape shifter than the traditional selkie; can become a siren w/ bottom half seal whenever, but usually when he’s off for a swim.

Wilford: Still a werewolf...dunno why this would change.

Host: Spoopy boogeyman; boogeyman can take many forms, so...yeah. Shuddap!! ;u; I actually like this idea anyways.

Google Brothers: Djinn’s; Neil/Blue and Jasper/Red use this for their own advantage far more often than Hunter/Green and Oliver/Yellow do. Lil’ sneaky bastard bots... >__> (@yintsunami)

Dr. Iplier: Goody-two shoed vampire; prefers drinking from small animals or from blood bags; will drink from others if starved. (@foxtamer113)

Bing Bros.: Leprechauns! No, not the sterotypical kind! No sterotypes here, not for my Bing Bois ;v; (@yintsunami)

Trimmer: Wendigo. Obviously. ;v;

Jims: Brownies; lil’ elf peeps. Honestly, they’re adorable. (@yintsunami)

Silver: Ideas? Send ‘em in!

King: Low lil’ fae; squirrels seem to love him, for some odd reason. (@yintsunami)

Yan: Tanuki transgirl, ‘cause kitsunes are overrated! ~>->~

Mask: Spirit boi; what else would this spoopy boyo be?? xd

Bop: Ideas? Send ‘em in!

Goop: He’s just...a pile of goop...he’s all melty and stuff, and...yeah.

Potato: Fairy; because why not???? Not even gonna do much w/ this guy anyways, but still wanted to include him ‘cause I actually thought that vid was funny xd

Chef: Ideas? Send ‘em in!

Artist: Ideas? Send ‘em in!

Now for them Septic bois! :p

Sean: Angel of neutrality, just like Markimoo. ;v;

Anti: Spoopy centaur, but w/ lower-half spoodr. Specified species is Black Widow.

Still a demon-virus thingy, but now w/ bonus of partial spoodr bod.

Six legs, two arms, pincers on inside of mouth, acid saliva (can change how acidic it is, however, so kissing him is still plausible w/out harm), and (optional) eight eyes.

Chase: Ideas? Send ‘em in!

Marvin: Ideas? Send ‘em in!

Jameson: Ideas? Send ‘em in!

Schneeps: Ideas? Send ‘em in!

Jackieboyman: Ideas? Send ‘em in!

Robbie: Is already a zombo, so...I dunno. Ideas? Send ‘em in! I guess?? ;n;

Now it’s time for them ships+their lovechildren that they may or may not have! :D

Marline (Married; they never did get divorced) (this ones kinda obvious tho. May do fluff or angst w/ this one; we’ll see how my mood ends up being when I write it lol) (@foxtamer113)

Dilliam (Ex-boyfriends)

Marmien (Side) (just a blurb or two; most likely sometime before WKM transpired ;v;)

Darkstache (Married) (obvi)

Evanna: Werezelren Walker. Dear Lord... Has more selkie and skinwalker attributes than Axum.

Axum: Same thing as big sis, but w/ more wolf attributes.

Also, yes, of course the darkstache kiddos are gonna have fancy names; who do you think I am?!

Antimark (Married) (yup xd)

Cristian: Spoodrangel. Yup; more like how Vivziepop draws. Imagine Angel Dust but w/ wings and more human features.

Because of her heritage, Crissy’s part angel (specified in neutrality) AND part virus-demon.

Also, yes, her name IS intentional xd

Six arms, two legs, fluffy (feathered) wings, pincers in mouth, acidic saliva, and (depends on if Anti drawn/written w/) eight eyes; just like Anti but w/ wings and is basically just an anthro spoodr xd

Chase Brody x Niel/Blue (Boyfriends)

Teal x Jasper/Red (Ex-boyfriends)

Teal x Hunter/Green (Boyfriends)

Host x Dr. Iplier (Married) (don’t know proper ship name; sorry lol)

Meggie: Mash-up between boogeyman creature and vamp; wooo, this sounds fun! xd But seriously, she’s just like her pops, preferring to drink from animals such as rodents or drinking from blood bags.

Also, got the name from a series of books entitled Inkheart!

Tobi: Joi’s identical twin bro; has more of Host’s creepy boogeyman attributes than Meggie.

Joi: Tobi’s identical twin sis; since they’re identical, they’re both the same in physical attribute regards just w/ differing personalities.

Got any idea’s for any other ships and possible lovechildren? Would love to see those too! :D I’m open to anything; just make sure to tell me a name, and I’ll update this from time to time.

Oh yeah, also, if you think I missed any egos, feel free to tell me those as well; willing to add onto this list! ^^

PLEASE NOTE THAT ANY SHIPS MENTIONED W/OUT LOVECHILDREN WILL MOST LIKELY NOT BE HAVING ANY UNTIL A STORY IS PROPERLY DEVELOPED; THANKS!

~Eddie the Trash-Queen/King/Dad

#who killed markiplier #au #monster #cool but dumb shit #eddie's thoughts #darkstache #dilliam #marmien #antimark #marline #host x dr. iplier #choogle #own ships #weirdness #awkward #lovechildren #made by yours truly #super dumb #and totally gay

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