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mint-yooxgi · 5 months

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Depravity - Yandere!Wolf!Bang Chan

Yandere AU & Wolf AU - First Person POV

Genre: Mature, Smutty Themes, Internal Monologue

Pairing: Bang Chan X Implied Chubby!Fem!Reader

Words: 2,024

Warnings: Establish relationship. Predator/prey dynamics, and implications of consensual non-consent (cnc). This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: I honestly had a lot of fun writing this, so I hope you enjoy it, too! It's feral, but sweet? At least, in my opinion lol... Anyways, Feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy!~

The Fourteenth of The Feral Drabbles

I can smell you.

Oh, Baby Girl, knowing you’re as excited for this as I am just makes needing to catch you all the more sweeter. The pull you have on me is even stronger than that of the moon itself, and tonight, you’re mine.

I’ll admit, when you first suggested that I chase you around the woods like this, I was a little hesitant. Surprised would be an understatement, considering I thought I was dreaming again. There was no way you were letting one of my deepest fantasies come to life. Yet, here we are.

I wouldn’t want it any other way.

The mental image alone of how your eyes lit up in excitement after I agreed to this fuels every movement I make. I need to get to you. I need to have you. There’s no escaping your fate, Baby. I’ll catch up to you, and when I do, you better be ready. After all, it was you who told me to unleash the beast.

He craves you. I have always craved you. Since the first moment I saw you, I knew that we were meant to be. I did everything in my power to ensure you only ever saw the best of me, but you’ve secretly wanted me to let loose. All this time, and I thought you were perfectly content with me being nothing but a gentleman.

Oh, how wrong I was.

You seek the thrill of the hunt, too. If only I had known sooner, I would have gladly made your heart shudder as it is now while I chase you through the foliage, creeping closer with each step.

I can hear everything, you know. I can hear the way your breath hitches with every snap of a twig. You heart stutters each time my footsteps approach you. I can tell you’re trying to be sneaky, but there’s nothing you can do that would throw me off your trail. Your very being calls to me, and like hell am I letting you slip away.

Though, I’m not unreasonable. I even gave you a head start, just like you wanted. The goal is to end in our little cabin, deep within the darkness of the woods. No one to disturb us; I can have you all to myself.

I plan to make you scream tonight, Baby Girl; only you, me, and the moon.

Tracking you has never been easier. I’m already attuned to your every move. I have to be. I care too much about you to not know every little detail I can about the beauty I plan to spend the rest of my life with. Our story will be timeless, as will our love. I’ll make sure of it, even if it’s the last thing I ever do. I’m never letting you go, though from the way your excited giggles fill the air, I can tell you don’t want me to, either.

With every passing moment, your scent becomes stronger. I could end this quickly, but you wanted to draw this out. Besides, I want to give us a satisfactory prelude to the night I’m about to give you. You told me not to hold back, and the longer I spend hunting you, the more that burning desire within me swirls and builds.

Fuck- I can’t wait to have you spread out beneath me, naked and trembling in ecstasy. I want to see your eyes roll, and your thighs shake. I want to hear you scream my fucking name, praising the moon for bringing us together just as it has always been fated to be. I plan to take everything from you, and give everything of me in return. I won’t stop until we’re both satisfied, Baby Girl. I’ll show you just how insatiable I can be…

I’m getting closer, I can tell. I wonder if you’ll be able to see my golden eyes cutting through the darkness. You told me not to hold back, and I don’t intend to. Of course, I promised not to chase you in my true form, that’s just unfair. There wouldn’t be a chase if I did that, and I swore I would never hurt you. Though, it would be fun to see your reaction when a large, handsome wolf comes bounding up to you, only for it to shift into me in the next second.

Perhaps next time…

Just wait until you see how strong I can be. All those times I’ve held you close, I’ve cut back on how tightly my arms would wrap around you. Now, I don’t have to. You want me to lose control. You want me to claim you, just as I’ve always desired. By the time I’m done with you, all you’ll be able to think about is the way my hands feel all over your body. Your mind will be so consumed by the pleasure of it all, the only thing you’ll be able to remember is my name. My fingers will leave marks all over your skin, igniting a fire over your body just as your touch does to mine. Tonight, as with every other night, I serve you. I will always serve you.

Fuck- just thinking about the way my fingers are going to sink into your plush skin makes me quicken my pace. I want to feel you beneath me, squirming and begging for more. I want to make your hips buck into my mouth as my tongue explores every dip and crevice of you. I already know you taste amazing, but tonight, it’ll mean that much more.

Oh, Baby… I can’t wait to feel you dripping all over me. My fingers ache to be buried in that tight little cunt of yours. My lips long to be pressed against every inch of your body. A body which brings me to my knees every single goddamn time I look at you. If only you could have heard the way I whined for you when this whole thing started. I’m desperate, Baby, and you should know that it’s all for you. All because of you, and once I’ve unleashed him, there’s no turning back.

I’m going to have you fucking begging me for more as my tongue buries itself in that precious cunt of yours. I can’t wait to taste you, and have you dripping down my chin like you usually do. I want to feel your thighs squeezing around my head as I drown in that addictive nectar that flows from between your legs. I’m gonna fucking lose myself in you, just like I always do.

Hmm, I wonder how many times I can make you squirt? Five? Six? …Seven?

No matter. I plan to lose count, anyways.

I’m almost there…

With every step I make, there’s a steady crunch of leaves beneath my feet, and I can heart your heartbeat growing louder and louder. Even you can tell I’m close, and that only makes the thrill rushing through my own veins that much stronger. Once I catch you, I’m dragging your ass back to that cabin and having my way with you. There’s no escaping the monster lurking in these woods. He belongs to you, and he always will.

Oh, you cleaver little minx…

You purposely threw me off with your scent. You left a little gift for me to find, and at the giggle I can hear drifting through the air, I can still tell you’re close. Only now, I’m not holding back. My Baby is walking around these dark, cold woods without a shirt on. I can’t let you weather the elements like that alone. What type of beast would I be if I let My Girl get cold?

Your playfulness might just be your downfall.

I’m coming for you, Baby Girl. You ain’t seen nothing, yet.

Alright, then…

Ready or not, here I come…

Every sense I have is honed in on you. Your scent, your breathing, your heartbeat. I can feel you surrounding me, and even I can tell my eyes are getting darker with each passing moment. The beast is lurking beneath the surface, just waiting to come out. I can practically taste the desire and excitement rolling off of you, and it only makes me move faster.

I need to get to you. Now.

Low growls escape me, my teeth sharpening into fangs as my claws extend. I know you can hear me using the trees to propel myself towards you, leaving my marks on them just as I’m going to leave my marks all over you.

My eyes scan the woods frantically, low snarls escaping me with every breath. I can hear you. I can smell you right in front of me, yet you’re not-

My breath hitches, and I look up, a wild grin pulling at my features as pride swells in my chest.

Clever girl.

Have I ever told you that I love it when I make your heart skip a beat? You seem to enjoy it when I grin like this, but I never thought I’d get this type of reaction from you. Perhaps I should do it more often… There truly is no greater feeling than knowing the effect I have on you.

That’s it, Baby Girl, let me hear your heart race as you attempt to climb further up the tree you’re in. It’s cute that you think you can escape me now.

It takes me no time at all to race up the tree, appearing right in front of you in the blink of an eye. The way your breath hitches is music to my ears. And that spike of arousal? Divine.

I’ve got you now.

Struggle all you want, I’m never letting you go. Though, it’s quite amusing to feel you attempt to break free from my hold, even as I jump down from the tree. I always told you that I could easily carry you if I wanted to, and getting to prove that fact now only makes this moment that much more sweeter. Your body was made for me, and mine for you. See how well we fit together?

The warmth of your skin against my shoulder only makes my own heart race that much faster. Fuck, Baby- you said anything goes, but just being able to hold your ass in my hand as I carry you towards the best fucking night of our lives is making my head spin. Always so plush and soft…

Can’t wait to have my hands all over you…

You’ve already made me so fucking hard from all the thoughts about what I’m going to do to you. From your intoxicating scent that surrounds me, I can already tell you’re fucking dripping, too.

Do you like the fact that I’ve been stalking you around these woods without a shirt on, letting you see all of me as I hunt you down like the precious little prey you are? Do you feel the electricity between us as your bare skin touches mine? Can you feel the way you make my own heart race, aching for you inside my chest? Everything I am, everything I do… Do you know that it’s all for you? That I’ve always been all for you?

No matter. Tonight, I’ll show you. There’s not an inch of this plush body that will go untouched by me. Lips, hands, cock, tongue… everything I am is yours tonight, Baby. You’re mine, just as I am yours.

That’s it, Baby Girl, go ahead and whimper my name like that all you want. Beg for me… It’ll only makes the beast inside that much more desperate to claim you. I’ve kept him at bay while the chase was on, but as soon as we step through that cabin door, you’ll see a whole new side of me.

I would never hurt you, though. Even I have my limits. That being said, I’m not finished tonight until you’re either begging me to stop, or you pass out from the pleasure of it all.

Finally, the beast is going to claim his prize.

It’s you. It will forever and always be you.

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boxofwaspss · 6 months

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they r so gay....

wolf au by @syxadel and I :)

#they r so gay smiles #dreammare #wolf au #utmv #mutesart #messy ass doodle but WHATEVER!!! i think its CUTE

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scarlet-sky4 · 6 months

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Wolfbound [Baekhyun Wolf AU]

Pairing: Alpha!Baekhyun x Omega!OC AU: Wolf/ABO Genres: Romance, Supernatural Warnings: Violence, smut in later chapters Click here to read the first chapter: Link

✨✨✨ The natural hierarchy among werewolves is based on a simple concept. Alphas are the strongest, ruling over betas and omegas, the rarest and weakest wolves in society. Life as an omega is difficult, as Chohee knows from experience. Exposed to the whims of her callous alpha, Yejun, she decides to risk everything in a dangerous escape from his pack, breaking his power over her. She flees through several territories, injured and alone, until a fateful encounter changes her plans. Chohee runs right into her soulmate, Baekhyun, an alpha she fears from the very first moment. When she ends up at Baekhyun’s home, dependent on his protection to survive, the young omega struggles against her fate. She refuses to submit to another alpha, fearing history to repeat itself. A single bite from her soulmate would seal their bond and leave her chained to him forever… ✨✨✨

Author's Note: This is my most recent story concept! If you've read my vampire AU Spellbound, you'll probably enjoy Wolfbound as well. The characters' appearances in this AU are inspired by the Exist photoshoot. <3 I can't wait to explore the alpha/omega dynamic with this fic! I wrote a wolf AU before, but not involving a wolf OC, so this will be interesting. The first chapter is already online and can be read on Asianfanfics: Wolfbound. As usual, I won't post individual chapters of my longer stories on tumblr.

#baekhyun #bbh-net #exowritersnet #baekhyun wolf au #wolf au #baekhyun fanfic #baekhyun x reader #baekhyun x oc #exo fanfic #asianfanfics #ABO #alpha beta omega

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penheadie · 6 days

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au in which tre gets turned into a furry along with vinnie and is forced to live among the trio after he's nearly hunted down by the townsfolk for being a wild animal and gets a new perspective of how it feels for the hunter to become the hunted (remake of an old drawing a made but repurposed it to be redrawn with tre and vinnie instead)

#wolfwalkers #ramshackle #ramshackle fanart #ramshackle au #fanart #tre #vinnie #old drawings #wolf #wolf au #i dont have a problem i swear im a perfectly functioning human being

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huntressundone · 2 months

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Howdy folks! I just updated my series "Searching for a Place to Call Home" with a new work! I'm really excited 😄 This series is about Jason adopting a little wolf named Tim Drake after he finds him in the woods one night. As they grow into father and son, they work through their trauma and mend relationships in the Batfam. It's fluffy and full of platonic hurt and comfort :)

The first of the series is here if anyone wants to read it!

The most recent update is here:

#red hood #batfam #jason todd #dc comics #tim drake #dick grayson #nightwing #red robin #batfamily #batfam fanfic #batfam fic rec #batfam fic #found family #literally #jason pulled tim out of a ravine #jason todd adopts tim drake #hurt/comfort #platonic love #wolf au

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antimonyandthyme · 1 year

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Return

2.5k, Charles Leclerc/Sebastian Vettel; Wolf AU

Set in the same verse as Linger and Defend

Sebastian wakes, gasping. His body is a line of fire, from neck to collarbone to hip. He shifts, trying to stand, and flops back down, moaning in pain. It’s useless. None of his muscles will listen to him. All he can do is to try to gauge the severity of the wound, and determine if he will die of blood loss.

He runs a trembling hand across the gouge in his flesh. It takes him a moment to realize he’s been bandaged. Very haphazardly with strips of linen, and very poorly, but bandaged nonetheless. Sebastian can’t think. The smallest action has his head spinning. He drops his arm down with a thunk.

Sebastian sucks in a pained breath when there’s a sudden banging on his door.

“Charles?” he whispers.

“Seb? Seb. Open up.”

It isn’t Charles. The banging continues. He can’t raise his voice to invite anyone in.

“Seb! Are you in there?”

Yes, he breathes. Yes, please, help.

“I’m coming in,” the intruder decides, and Sebastian has never been more grateful. The person outside shoulders himself into Sebastian’s door, cursing when he stumbles in at full momentum. Charles must have left it unlocked. Charles, where is Charles—

“Spirits,” Daniel says. He’s crouched down beside Sebastian, running frantic hands across his torn chest. “Seb, what on earth happened to you?”

“Don’t know,” Sebastian slurs.

“Liar,” Daniel says. “Your wolf came. Fucking scared the hell out of me, covered in blood. He said you were hurt.”

Sebastian groans when Daniel pulls the makeshift bandages tighter. They’re soaking through fast. He won’t survive long without a doctor.

Ah. That’s why Daniel appears to be preparing to carry him. No doctor would come here, to the edge of the forest. No doctor would come to Sebastian.

“He do this to you?”

Sebastian slumps over Daniel’s back. His friend’s arms are solid beneath him. He thanks his lucky stars Daniel’s a woodworker, and strong enough to bear his weight.

“Seb,” Daniel’s voice cuts through the haze of pain. “Did your wolf do this to you?”

“Charles,” Sebastian says numbly. “His name is Charles.”

Daniel grunts in irritation, hefting Sebastian up.

“And he wouldn’t,” Sebastian says, with the last ounce of clarity keeping his eyes open through the fresh wave of pain. Consciousness is a losing battle. “He would never.”

Charles chose well. On a bad day, Daniel still charms his way to free grain and meat. On a good day, he manages to convince a doctor to take Sebastian in, unexplained wounds and all. When Sebastian wakes, it is to the heavy smell of antiseptic. He listens in with a half an ear as Daniel flirts his way into an extra package of medicine.

“You know how careless Sebastian gets,” Daniel says cheerfully.

“Sure,” Valtteri says. “By careless, you mean attacked, right?”

Daniel laughs so loudly Sebastian cringes from his bed. “By his own axe! Would you believe it?”

“No,” Valtteri says, but Daniel goes on pretending not to have heard.

Whatever errands Sebastian’s run for Valtteri serves him well. Well enough to buy the doctor’s favour for the next four days. He slips in and out of sleep to sure hands changing his bandages. The painkillers dull his thoughts. He remembers the inhuman howl that left him paralyzed, then movement so fast he failed to follow it with his eyes. Then nothing but the blinding pain.

Daniel collects him when Valtteri deems Sebastian well enough to hobble out of his house. Valtteri deposits a box of supplies into Daniel’s waiting arms. Sebastian peers into it, sees fresh fruit, salted meat, more bandages. Expensive stuff.

“Thank you,” he says quietly. He can’t hope to repay Valtteri in services any time soon. “When I’m stronger—”

“I’ve received payment in full,” Valtteri says. He reaches into his pocket, and pulls out Sebastian’s, no, Charles’, golden necklace. “This was on my counter early this morning.”

Sebastian’s pulse reverberates in his ears. It takes everything in him to stop himself from reaching for the necklace. Charles was here. Here! The murkiness in his head lifts, and Sebastian wills himself to be patient. An explanation would present itself, soon. He gives the necklace one last look, fully prepared to never see it again. By all rights, it should be around Charles’ neck.

But Valtteri puts in in the box, atop the rest of the supplies. Sebastian stares at him, at a loss for words.

Valtteri turns away. “I’ve never been fond of jewellery,” he says. “Be careful with that axe of yours.”

The journey back to the cabin is painfully slow. Daniel inches along beside him as Sebastian focuses on putting one foot in front of the other. Sweat dots his brow even in the biting cold. His breath materializes before him in staccato puffs.

“If you’re willing to ignore your pride,” Daniel says, “I could always carry you again.”

“I can’t repay you already,” Sebastian says, stubborn in this as he is with everything else. “Nor can I the doctor.”

Daniel rolls his eyes. “I’m your friend.”

“And Valtteri?”

Daniel clears his throat. “Some people are of the opinion you invite evil into the village.”

Sebastian’s had derision thrown his way, the ground he walked spat on. He had thought he was content with the bed he made. But he’s alone now, and Charles is nowhere to be found. Walking is an insurmountable task. The scar running across the length of his body will keep to the end of his days.

“And some, like the good doctor,” Daniel continues, “think you’re the only thing keeping it at bay.”

Sebastian blinks away the wet in his eyes. His lashes will freeze at this rate.

“Now,” Daniel says. “Will you let me carry you?”

Recovery goes mind-numbingly slowly. Two weeks in and he can finally walk from the stove to the armchair without losing his breath. Still, Charles hasn’t returned.

Daniel visits every few days with fruit and instruction from the doctor. He shakes his head when Sebastian inquires about Charles.

“I haven’t seen him since,” Daniel says as he stokes the fire for Sebastian. “Before you ask, neither has Valtteri.”

“How’s that going, by the way?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Daniel says, cheeks pink.

Prior to falling in bed with a wolf, Sebastian spent most of his time alone. He lived by the forest for his livelihood, but also for his peace and quiet. He’d been used to the wind as his companion, and birdsong as entertainment. Now, the space he’s in swallows him whole, without Charles by his side to keep the solitude at bay. The growing ball of disquiet in him pushes him to shoulder a tiny rucksack and make his way out into the woods.

The pack comes to him this time.

“Are you out of your mind?” the leader barks at him when he shifts into man.

Sebastian looks down at his own chest. Some of the bandages are spotted with red. The pack of wolves have surrounded him, but not as prey. They’re pressing close to him, Sebastian realizes, to keep him warm with their fur. “I hadn’t noticed,” he says, through lips frozen cold.

“Idiot human,” the grey wolf says.

Sebastian snaps to attention. “You. That’s—”

The grey wolf stares him down.

“Charles calls me that,” Sebastian says helplessly. “Please. Where is he?”

The grey wolf sighs, before melding into his furs. On all fours he reaches Sebastian’s shoulder. It’s easy for Sebastian to wind an arm around the wolf’s solid neck, and have the wolf drag him into their den.

He deposits Sebastian in a corner, shifting once again into his human form, and sitting opposite Sebastian. As if by silent command, two smaller wolves curl around Sebastian. They press their damp snouts into his thighs. A pup wanders its way into Sebastian’s lap. Sebastian’s eyes sting. How many debts will he owe after this?

“I have nothing to offer,” he says.

The grey wolf makes a scathing sound. “I see why he names you such. You must think me animal, to demand something of you in your sorry state.”

Sebastian dips his head, duly chastised. He scritches the pup by the ear, where Charles always demanded to be scratched, and allows himself to be soothed by its happy yip. “I come once again for information.”

“He is gone,” the grey wolf says severely.

“Where?” Sebastian demands.

“I do not know.”

Sebastian glares, but the grey wolf does not disassemble. The truth, then. Sebastian drops his head into his hands.

“Idiot human,” the grey wolf says again, gentler now. “Those wounds of yours were not gained by human hands, can’t you see that?”

“No,” Sebastian says. He braces himself by pressing his forehead into the soft belly of the pup. “Whatever compelled him to—it was not him. I know it was not.”

The grey wolf stays silent. The den is quiet save for the soft snuffling sounds of the wolves around him, and the questioning chirps from the pup in his lap, sensing his overwhelming distress.

“You know of ferals?”

Sebastian whips his head up. “Charles is not—”

The grey wolf waves a hand. “At times, we can be. We have our heats, as you know.”

“He starved himself so as not to hurt me,” Sebastian says fiercely.

“And yet, he attacked you a moon ago.”

Sebastian clicks his mouth shut. He’s grateful for the little pup nibbling at the pad of his finger, grounding him against the brief flash of memory as Charles brought his claws down upon him. “It was not him,” Sebastian repeats, like he can ward off reality if he says it enough.

The grey wolf considers him. “I tell you this in confidence, and in fear of the safety of my pack. Yet time and again you’ve proven to be stubborn and a fool, and therefore trustworthy.”

Sebastian blinks. “Thank you?”

“There are other things that trigger our savagery, on top of our heats. Aconitum, or what you humans call wolf’s bane.”

Sebastian pales. “Was he poisoned?”

“All he told me was that he had no control over his body that night.” The wolf’s eyes soften. “And that he raised a hand against you, and in doing so could never return.”

Sebastian presses a hand against his eyes. They come away wet. “Idiot wolf,” he says. “Not you,” he mumbles to the disgruntled pup wriggling in his lap. “My wolf. He’s an idiot.”

“Yes,” the grey wolf agrees, kind. “The two of you wholly deserve each other.”

When he is well enough to hunt, Sebastian takes a fowl to Valtteri, carefully cleaned and ready for the oven.

“I said your debt has already been paid.”

“This is for something else,” Sebastian says.

Valtteri smiles at him. “Then I accept. What can I do for you?”

“Aconitum,” Sebastian says.

Valtteri nods. “The apothecary uses it as an antidote.”

“Or a poison,” Sebastian mutters. It’s hard to keep the anger out of his voice. The thought that his fellow man might have a hand in this makes him want to take an axe to a neck. Which he recognizes as violent, and feral, but deserving.

Understanding dawns on Valtteri’s face. “Perhaps you should purchase a few samples to investigate.”

Sebastian scratches at his ear. “Truthfully, the apothecary would not piss on me if I were on fire. He’d sooner burn his store down than sell me anything.”

Valtteri laughs then. “What are you looking at me for? Don’t we have someone far more suited for this job?”

“I bought every type of root he had available,” Daniel says, dumping a dozen or so packages into Sebastian’s arms. “You owe me two months pay.”

“All I have is dinner,” Sebastian says sheepishly.

“I accept dinner as payment,” Daniel grins. “I’ll even help.”

Daniel eats him out of house and home and very cheerfully doesn’t comment on Charles’ absence. Sebastian takes comfort in Daniel’s recounting of his last meeting with Valtteri. He fashioned a sturdy chair for the doctor’s bedside, made entirely of oak. Valtteri had been impressed—can you believe that? The good doctor. Impressed!

For far too long Sebastian had thought Charles and he were alone in this. It’s a reminder he has friends, that Charles has humans willing to help him. It gives Sebastian strength for what he’s about to do.

When Daniel leaves Sebastian unwraps the packages and takes the poisonous flowers into the garden. He carefully searches through the columbines Charles planted.

There. And there.

Mixed in with the blue columbines, Sebastian spots similar blue flowers, just a shade different. They match the flowers Daniel purchased from the apothecary. The night Charles attacked, he’d been working away in the garden while Sebastian split wood at the back of the cabin. Sebastian had heard the piercing howl, and dropped his axe. Charles looked—mangled. Half wolf and half human. The dull light from the moon only made his eyes look emptier.

Charles’ hands were around his neck, while Sebastian gasped for breath. And then Charles’ hands were no longer hands, but claws, and they carved their way down Sebastian’s body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

But Sebastian had been found in the cabin, with his wounds bandaged. Charles had carried him in. Stopped the bleeding as best as he could. And then, bloodied and half out of his mind, Charles had gone to Daniel for help.

“So you see,” Sebastian calls out to the woods beyond his backyard. “You see, Charles? You were poisoned. It wasn’t you. It was never you.”

Sebastian doesn’t get a response. That’s fine. He’s survived two moons waiting; he can bide his time. He eases himself to his knees slowly, with the wound pulling a little in this position. One by one, he removes the Aconitum that had sprouted by design in the garden. He’ll pay a visit to the apothecary soon. But first, his wolf.

He throws the flowers into the smoking hearth and watches them burn. Then he makes his way back outside. The moon wanes, and an owl gives a warning call. He settles himself gingerly on the front steps. If there are two things he’s been sure of since the start of this ordeal, it’s this: that Charles had not attacked him by choice, and that Charles has not left him.

The grounds around his home are cleared every morning, even following nights when the wind is foul. Like someone might be worried he could trip. No beast has thought to wander in his backyard; his chickens have slept safe. As has he. Charles might not be willing to stray near, but he’s been watching from a distance.

“I will stay here,” Sebastian declares into the night. “Outside our home. Until you decide to return.”

Sebastian wraps his furs around himself tighter, and ignores the ache in his chest that reaches far deeper than the wound. Snow has started to fall. It’ll be a cold, miserable night. Already, his fingers are numb and pink from the work in the garden. His teeth will start to chatter in minutes. But if it’s a war of attrition, humans have always been the more stubborn species.

“I will stay here,” he repeats.

Sebastian wakes, warm. A snow-white wolf is curled around him, whining piteously.

Charles appears to be trying to wrap himself around Sebastian, while sinking into the ground at the same time. His tail is between his legs, his head is bowed low. His ears droop sadly. He refuses to look Sebastian in the eye.

“Charles,” Sebastian says, like he could fashion his adoration around a name, the way he’d wind a necklace around a wolf’s neck. Charles buries his face into Sebastian’s hip. “Let’s go home.”

#athy texts #sebchal #fanfic #rpf #wolf au

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sweeetcheeese · 1 year

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𝙷𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚆𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝙰𝚄 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 <𝟹 A collection of art I’ve done over the years for an AU where Jack is a lone wolf that Hiccup finds after running away from the responsibility of being his pack’s next alpha. Jack got separated from his pack when he was a pup, but finally finds his home with Hiccup.

#Wolf au #Hijack #Jack Frost #Hiccup Haddock #ROTG #HTTYD #My art #TW: blood #Jack is sad in that one pic because he thinks Hiccup left him #jack has abandonment trauma woop #hiccup comes back for him #and fights a fucking bear

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mint-yooxgi · 1 month

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If drabbles are still open and if it is at all possible I’d like to request for another entry into The Misery of Fate (Werewolf Ateez x Vampire Reader) drabble. No worries if not but I absolutely adore the first two parts. You create such breathable universes and characters.

+ the other four asks I got asking for a part 3 lol

Part One, Part Two

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Nothing but silence greets you all around. It's been about ten minutes since your bold confession, and though they haven't invited you in, they did ask you to stay.

"So..." The one you've learned is named Hongjoong begins. "You're a vampire."

You blink at him. "I think we've established that."

"And you're invincible?" The one known as San furrows his brow.

"Until proven otherwise." You blink again, eyes darting to the eight males that stand across from you on the porch.

The one with the mole beneath his eye - Wooyoung - shuffles a bit closer. His gaze shifts from his feet to your own almost nervously.

"Would you..." He swallows lightly, looking up at you through his lashes as he receives some pointed looks from the ones you've learned are called Mingi and Yeosang. "Would you like to go out sometime?"

"Wooyoung!" Seonghwa, the one with the wide eyes, immediately smacks the male upside the head.

You purse your lips in distaste.

"Hwa's right. This isn't the time or place to be asking." Hongjoong scolds him, gaze sharp as he looks at the other male.

"You shouldn't be asking at all." Mingi states, quite harshly.

"Like you weren't thinking it, either!" The buff one - Jongho - is quick to defend his brother.

"Whether we ask them out or not isn't our main priority right now." The tallest one - Yunho - adds gruffly.

"But killing them is?" Wooyoung shouts, disbelief clear on his features.

"We never said we were going to bite them." Hongjoong sighs.

"Speak for yourself." Mingi grumbles, receiving a cautious nudge from Yunho.

"Look," you sigh, bringing your hand up to pinch at the bridge of your nose. "I don't have time to waste on whether you're going to like me or not. You told me you wanted to talk." Your sharp gaze makes them all stiffen across from you. "So talk."

Another harsh glare is sent from Hongjoong to the others, but it's Yeosang - birthmark - that speaks.

"What is it you would like to do?"

His questions is innocent, blinking at you with curious eyes. There is no malcontent you can sense from him when he asks this, only a genuine feeling of solving a problem you're all facing at the moment.

You take a moment to think. What is it you really want to do? Why did you really come to see these eight wolves after learning you're fated to them? Was it worth it?

"I would like an answer." You hum, shifting your weight from one foot to the other. "And a solution."

"Are those not one and the same?" San asks, tilting his head in curiosity.

"They can be." You confirm. "But in this case, I do not believe they will be mutually exclusive. Clearly, some of you are willing to try." You nod at Wooyoung and Jongho, sparing a glance at Hongjoong out of the corner of your eyes. "While others have condemned me from the start." Your gaze settles on Mingi, eyeing both Yunho and Yeosang cautiously. "I can't help your confusion while being confused myself."

Both San and Seonghwa share a look between each other at your final words, humming lightly in agreement.

"I'm not full enough of myself to even suggest splitting a clan apart." You begin, noticing how a few of them shift uncomfortably on their feet. "Either you come to a decision as a group, or I'm gone. I already told you I'm okay with leaving and never seeing each other again. I'm not going to stand here and beg for any of you to change your mind, either. I learned a long time ago pleading gets you nowhere. Especially when someone's already made a decision for you."

They all stiffen at that, Mingi frowning a bit deeper as they recall how you told them you were turned.

Jongho looks down at his feet, playing with his hands as he holds them in front of himself. "Is that what you want, though?"

You shrug, seemingly nonchalant about it all.

Hongjoong frowns. "Is that what you want? To leave and never come back? To not explore what this bond means to any of us? To give up your life again because of some stupid, centuries old feud between species?"

For a moment, nothing is said between all of you as you avert your gaze to the ground. A frown is prominent on your features as you think everything over, pursing your lips in the process.

Looking back up at them all, you have your answer.

"No." Your voice is firm. "That's not at all what I want."

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Never Try and Steal a Wolf’s Mate

Kim Namjoon x female reader

Wolf AU, werewolf AU, soulmates AU

Wordcount ≈ 4.7k

Warnings: possessive behavior, violence, age difference (Namjoon is 25 in this & reader is 20), I think that’s it but do let me know if you can find anything else.

Please reblog! Requests are open!

Third person POV

Tall. Handsome. Dangerous. Those are three words that perfectly describe Kim Namjoon. Everyone knows that he is someone you don’t want to cross. He’s always had a frightening vibe to him. Yet, every girl in the town would give anything to be with him because he is handsome. Very handsome.

To say that Namjoon is dangerous might be an understatement though. There is a reason why his aura is so strong that even the guys in school who were taller and more built than him would back away from him. The reason is that he’s a shifter. A wolf - some people may call it a Werewolf. However, he is more than just a wolf. He’s an alpha - a born alpha. His father sometimes struggled to raise his son as Namjoon’s alpha side surfaced from a young age. Namjoon would often lash out at anyone who got in his way or disagreed with him. His father who was the alpha at the time tried to keep Namjoon in check but his attempts did not do much. Namjoon’s alpha was strong and he wouldn’t bow down to anyone, not even his own father. As he grew up Namjoon learned to control that side of him; however even while holding back it was clear that he would win any fight that he joined. Namjoon had mastered the ability to control his temper so that he would not lash out and kill someone for nothing. Though, there is one thing that makes his blood boil more than anything. The idea of someone messing with his mate. His girlfriend. Especially since she is human. Thus, she can’t fight in the same way that he and his pack can. So if you want to see Namjoon angry, just approach his mate with the wrong look in your eyes. I promise you, you’ll face a very pissed-off Namjoon but I can’t promise that you’ll survive the experience.

So to summarize:

Name - Kim Namjoon

Age - 25

Creature - Shifter, aka wolf, aka werewolf

Position - Alpha

Tall, handsome, dangerous, very strong, and a little (more like extremely) possessive.

Now let’s meet his mate.

Short. Beautiful. Smart. Three words, of many, that describe (L/n) (Y/n). The girl that every boy in town has or has had a crush on. She’s always been top of her class in almost everything - every subject except for PE. There is one more thing, (Y/n)’s always been a little weak - no matter how much she tries she just can’t get strong, she can’t run longer than a few meters before she’s exhausted, these things have always been a struggle for her.

(Y/n) was aware that shifters and such creatures excited long before she met Namjoon, though she never knew she lived in the same town as a whole pack of them. (Y/n) was just visiting the university the day that she met Namjoon, which was also one of his last days in that very school.

So to summarize:

Name - (L/n) (Y/n)

Age - 20

Creature - Human

Position - Nerd, good girl, or smart girl (I guess)

Short, beautiful, smart, weak.

Let’s go back to how they met.

The day that the two met for the first time was quite an eventful day for both of them.

(Y/n) had for a week been planning to visit Hybe University - aka, HU. It was her dream university, it has a great reputation and it was located in her hometown. She had won a competition by writing an essay on intelligence which allowed her to visit the school during an ordinary school day - something they usually don’t allow. However, that very morning (Y/n) ended up oversleeping so she didn’t have time to really dress up rather she just threw on a pair of leggings and a hoodie before running out of the door. Though, she could only keep that pace for a few steps before she felt like she would suffocate from not being able to breathe. She realized that her only option for making it in time was to take a taxi. Luckily, many taxis passed the street she lived on even while they weren’t driving anyone already. As soon as she was inside the car and the driver knew where to take her she realized that her hair was a catastrophe. (Y/n) tried taming it with her hand but it was a futile attempt. She ended up making a low ponytail as it looked the most okay out of all the hairstyles she could think of.

While our dear (Y/n) was fighting with time, Namjoon had other things to deal with making his morning quite eventful.

Namjoon’s POV

Growls. All I felt were the vibrations in my chest formed by my growling. My body grew hotter as my anger rose. My fangs protruded out of my lips, my claws grew longer, and the wolf side of me was trying to come out - the alpha trying to take control. Why? Because two of my closest friends, who also happen to be my betas (second in commands), were fighting at 6 am… “This would have never happened if I had been in charge of the patrol all the time. You know, I’ve never messed it up. My teams always have full control over everything,” “Well, if you’re so great then how come Namjoon made me a beta after you? because he saw that you couldn’t actually handle it so he needed someone to do what you couldn’t,” “But he still chose me first,” “SHUT UP!” I said loudly in my alpha tone. My eyes had grown red, as red as fresh blood. The two betas shut their mouths and turned to me. My breathing was hard, that isn’t a good sign - it means I am struggling to hold back. “First of all. It is 6 am, why the hell are you in my house screaming at each other, at 6 fucking am?” “We’re sorry, alpha. But, this morning a rouge entered our territory. Only briefly though, we quickly found him, and then he ran off, so I came to report this as I was in charge of patrols this night,” I strained my eyes at him. “A rouge entered MY territory and I only find out about it now? Why didn’t you mind-link me when it happened, Hoseok?” “It only happened 15 minutes ago and I forgot to link you as I chased after him…” He lowered his head in submission as he felt how I let my alpha aura grow more protruding. “And you, Seokjin, why are you here?” As soon as his name left my lips, panic filled his eyes as the tone I used wasn’t a friendly one. “I happened to be awake as I heard a commotion by my house, as I looked outside I saw Hoseok chasing after the rouge just as it left the territory. I went outside to see what had happened only to find out that Hoseok had been slacking off and wasn’t patrolling as he should, so I came here to make sure you knew about it,” “It never crossed your mind that perhaps you should have contacted me at the scene?” “No alpha, sorry alpha. It slipped my mind,” I sighed. “You both may be two of my closest friends but frankly, I made you betas because I thought you were best suited for it - yes both of you as you both balance each other out but now I am starting to regret my decision and I am thinking that maybe Yoongi would have been a better choice even if he has a more hostile personality sometimes. If you two want to keep your titles then you both better start taking this seriously and work as a team, because that’s what you are. A team. Right now you’re acting like children, and I am getting tired of it. One more chance, either of you fuck up again and you both lose the title. Now get out of here, I need to get ready for school, even if I should have been able to sleep for another hour. Take care of the breach problem together, if it isn’t fixed by the time I am back from school - it will be bye-bye to the beta position…” “YES ALPHA!” Seokjin and Hoseok said in unison before they ran outside.

I went to my home gym where I keep a boxing bag. I approached the boxing bag and hit it repeatedly while adding more strength with each punch until the bag flung off the hanger from the roof. “ARGH!!!” My breathing was erratic, my sight was blurry, and the frustration kept pumping adrenalin through my body. With a couple more screams and growls, I finally managed to tame the anger and calm down. Having this power is often a good thing, few other packs try to attack us - they know it’s no use - even rouges stay far away, well most of them at least. However, this power is a pain as well. The tiniest thing can make me lash out and even one hit from me can kill someone, it’s hard to stay in control. It would be easier with a mate, an anchor, someone that would be able to calm the wolf - my alpha side - it would only cave for my mate. Unfortunately, I have not been lucky enough to find my mate yet. Most shifters find their mate when they’re around 16, I’m 23 and have yet to find them. Which is only agitating my alpha, he wants his mate and he wants them now - and honestly, I agree.

After my rampage in the gym room, I went to shower, eat some breakfast, and then went to school. Just a few more days and then I would be finished. Third person POV

Namjoon arrived at the same time he usually does, he found his younger packmates Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook before walking inside. The younger ones were joking around while Namjoon was thinking about a presentation he was to hold this afternoon when his enhanced hearing caught the sound of what seemed to be a fight. Worried that one of his packmates was involved he hurried over to the commotion.

The commotion was: (Y/n) and a bunch of people she didn’t know.

The taxi pulled up 2 minutes before (Y/n) needed to be at the entrance to meet her guide for the day. She quickly paid before she got out, she speed walked to the entrance which made her breathing a little erratic. As (Y/n) opened the door, the clock stroke 8 am which was when she was told to meet the guide. She looked around but didn’t know who she was looking for, she had only been given the name of the guide so she had no idea who to look for. The guide had her picture though, so they should be able to recognize her. Everyone inside was staring at her, she wasn’t surprised though - she looked as lost as someone expecting a wedding but ending up at a funeral. “Hey there pretty girl, what are you doing here?” Some guy walked up to her and frankly, he walked up way too close to her. Her breathing was still erratic, her nerves weren’t helping either. (Y/n) hoped that if she didn’t look at him he would back away. “I, uh, I’m here to visit. I’m waiting for a guide,” The guy was annoyed by her avoiding eye contact so he decided to fix that, by putting his hand on her chin and moving her head up. Though, just as he was about to touch her someone spoke up. “Ya! Minhyuck, back off. You’re just being disgusting acting like this,” It was a girl, she was tall - well taller than the average female. “Don’t but in Han Sora,” (Y/n) jerked her head to the female, Han Sora - that was the name of her guide. A crowd formed around them, Sora walked up to the guy, and (Y/n), as she stood in front of them Sora grabbed ahold of (Y/n)’s arm and pulled her to her side. (Y/n) was immediately thinking that she would have a bruise on her arm within an hour, she always bruised very easily as well. The guy just wouldn’t back down no matter what Sora said.

Namjoon turned a corner and he was now close enough to hear the actual words being said and not just noise. It was Minhyuck causing trouble with some girl again. Fortunately, Minhyuck wasn’t a shifter however Sora was. Thus, making this a problem for him. If someone from his pack is involved in a fight he has to make sure they don’t kill whoever they are fighting. His alpha was pushing inside his head the closer they got, he didn’t understand why, this wasn’t bad enough for Namjoon to need to go full alpha. Namjoon didn’t understand until he saw the commotion, until he saw the girl being protected by Sora. As soon as his eyes landed on that girl, his inner wolf loudly roared mate. Sora, step back. I got this. Yes, alpha. Sora turned around to face (Y/n), “Hey, let’s go over here,” Namjoon was about to lash out at Sora for touching his mate when Minhyuck decided he had the opportunity to do something to Sora. His body language clearly showed that he had the intention of pushing Sora which would result in her falling on top of Namjoon’s mate. Right before Minhyuck’s hands could come in contact with Sora’s back Namjoon caught them in a tight grip which allowed Sora to pull (Y/n) with her to the side. Minhyuck was frozen as he looked up at Namjoon with a terrified face, the senior seemed to be ready to kill him. This was not Namjoon’s first time lecturing Minhyuck, though this time was probably the one time Namjoon shouldn’t have been the one to stand before Minhyuck. The reason for that is, for the first time in many years, Namjoon had almost no control over his wolf - so the possibility och him killing Minhyuck was very big. Sora could feel her alpha’s anger growing, she knew that she needed to find some way to bring the human side of Namjoon to the surface. Sora herself wouldn’t be enough to come in contact with him, but (Y/n) would definitely do the trick.

“(Y/n), I need you to do something for me” Sora whispered, “What?” (Y/n) answered with a low tone, but it was enough to catch Namjoon’s attention. Sora noticed that as soon as (Y/n) said ‘what’ Namjoon tilted his head so that he could see the two of them in his peripheral vision. “I need you to scream Namjoon, and I need you to do it like now. Or something really bad is going to happen,” (Y/n) gave Sora a confused look, after thinking about it for a few seconds she nodded.

While Sora spoke with (Y/n), Namjoon had cornered Minhyck against a wall. He was breathing heavily, his eyes shifting between his usual warm brown and his blood-red, his claws and fangs were on the verge of protruding. The only thought in his mind was to kill the one who tried to steal his mate. Namjoon himself was fighting his wolf on this matter, Namjoon knew that he shouldn’t kill Minhyuck no matter how much he actually wanted to. But eventually, his wolf won. He raised his fist, a low growl rumbling from deep within his chest, his eyes were no longer shifting between his human and wolf eyes - they were now staying as the blood-red glowing eyes. Namjoon pulled his fist back a little before he shot it forward.

“NAMJOON!!”

Right before his fist came in contact with Minhuck’s face he stopped. The human side is back in control. Namjoon pushed Minhyuck aside, “Don’t ever try something like this again. Okay?” “Yeah,” Namjoon turned to see Sora holding the girl who was shaking like a leaf. Sora, bring her with you to our section room. I’ll meet you there, I just need to calm down a little more first. Sora nodded before Namjoon left.

“Hey, (Y/n). Come with me, I’ll take you to a room where you can rest a little and then we can begin the tour. Or we can fix a new day for you to have a look around if today has been too much for you,” “Okay,” Sora lead the way to the section room that belonged to the club of Lycans - which too many people were a club for the strong, popular, and inhumanly attractive people but in reality, it was for the shifters in school. As soon as (Y/n) read the name of the club on the door, she knew what had happened. That was when she understood who and what Namjoon was.

Namjoon was a wolf shifter. And (Y/n), was his mate.

(Y/n)’s POV

Sora opened the door and let me walk in first, I immediately localized a couch and sat down on it. “You okay?” “Sora, are you a shifter?” “What? How did you know?” “I’ve sort of always known that these mythological creatures existed but I didn’t know that some lived in the same town as me.” “Well, yeah. You’re right, I’m a wolf shifter,” “And so is Namjoon, right? In fact, he’s the alpha isn’t he?” Just as I asked that the door opened again, and in walked Namjoon. “Yes, that is correct. I am the alpha,” Although he spoke with such confidence I could see his eyes shaking with uncertainty, the uncertainty of how I would respond to all of this. He walked over and sat down beside me while still keeping some space between us. “I think I’ll leave now and give the two of you some space if that is alright with everyone?” Sora began walking towards the door. Namjoon looked at me to see what I would answer, he was alright with being alone with me but the question was if I was alright with being alone with him. “Yeah, that’s okay,” I heard Namjoon letting out a relieved breath as Sora waved goodbye before she left the room. I slightly turned my body so that I was facing Namjoon instead of facing away from him, Namjoon did the same thing. “So… you’re a wolf shifter and an alpha…” “Yeah…” He awkwardly scratched at his neck, avoiding my eyes. Surely, he was nervous about telling me I was his mate. “Did you react that way because Sora was involved or was it because of me?” “It was because of you, Sora can handle herself, she’s never a problem for me. But I almost lost control out there, I only came back to it because you shouted my name. It only happened because you’re my mate and someone was threatening you,” “So, I am your mate? What does that mean?” “It basically means that we are soulmates. That you are the only one who can keep me calm, who I will listen to, the only one I would bow down to. The only one I could ever truly be in love with. Though, it’s different for you. As you’re not a shifter, you’re not as affected by this. I have no choice but to be with you, but you can choose if you want me or not,” “What would happen if I said no?” “I would go through excruciating pain for the rest of my life and I would become a monster because I wouldn’t be able to hold back my wolf so I would kill anyone who stood in my way, but I want you to know that if you don’t want me then that is okay. I’ll find a way to manage everything, I don’t want to pressure you into this.” “When do I have to answer?” “Before the next full moon or my wolf will end up seeking you once the moon has risen in the sky. If he ends up finding you, he will mark you meaning you have no choice but to accept me,” “Okay, the full moon is in 2 weeks, right?” “yeah,” “How about we try and get to know each other during these two weeks and then I’ll give you my answer?” “That sounds great,” Namjoon gave me a big smile that revealed adorable dimples. Cute. I gave him a smile in return. “This might be a bit weird, but would it be alright if I hugged you, for a few seconds?” “Um, why?” “Just to calm my wolf, he’s still worried that something happened to you but if we could hold you we would both calm down,” “Okay, just a few seconds though,” Namjoon nodded before he moved his arms so they were wrapped around me and then he pulled me forward into his chest. He was warm, I could feel how strong he was, even though I knew that this man could turn into a beast and kill me within a second I felt strangely safe within his embrace. He smelled of burned cedar wood, it was a nice scent for him. He held his promise and let go of the hug after 7 seconds, just a few seconds he had said. For some reason, I was a little disappointed over the hug ending but I knew more chances would come. “Hey, you came here to check out the school, right?” “Yeah, I did. Sora was supposed to be my guide but she said we could schedule another day if I didn’t want to do it today.” “How about I show you around? No one will mess with you and we can spend some time together and get to know one another” “That sounds nice,” “Great, come on!” During the tour I found out that Namjoon was a senior meaning this was one of his last days here, it also meant that he was 5 years older than me. I was a little worried about what my parents would think but then I remembered that they too already knew of shifters so I wouldn’t have to explain much to them.

Third Person POV

And that was how the two met for the first time. Fast forward two weeks from that day and (Y/n) told Namjoon that she accepted to be his mate - which made him very happy and resulted in him marking her right then. Now, let us go to the couple celebrating their 2-year anniversary.

Namjoon’s POV

I had, with the help of Seokjin and Yoongi, prepared a fancy meal for my date with (Y/n). We would be eating at home but I didn’t want her to cook or for us to order food so I said I would cook. However, I happen to be a terrible chef, thus I asked two of my betas - yes I ended up making Yoongi a beta as well because Seokjin and Hoseok just kept arguing over stupid things so Yoongi is the beta in charge of the betas - who are excellent chefs to help me out, which honestly means that they did everything and I watched from afar.

It’s our two-year anniversary since we became a couple and mates. I really wanted to do something special, since our first year anniversary wasn’t celebrated the way I had preferred… My heat, or rut, ended up coming at that time because it had been a year since I marked (Y/n) but we hadn’t engaged in any spicy activities because we wanted to wait. However, my heat had other plans. (Y/n) was very willing to help me out so it worked out nicely, however my vision for our first anniversary had not been to be a sex-crazed beast for 3 days straight… Therefore, our second anniversary was very important to me. It had to be perfect to make up for last year and to show her how much I love her.

~ A few minutes after Seokjin and Yoongi left ~

I was anxiously waiting for (Y/n) to arrive, I didn’t like being away from her. She is just so precious to me and I would hate for something bad to happen to her. During these two years, I have gotten to know her very well. We really do complement each other, (Y/n) is quite weak while I am very strong physically speaking, however, when it comes to mentality she is far stronger than me.

(Y/n) had been at the university before she would come here, and she said that she would get ready there. I told her to dress fancy, which also made me worry about her getting ready at school… All those people who were interested in her would surely try to steal her away if they saw her in one of her fancy outfits. I mean, she looks good in anything but there’s just something about her fancy outfits, the vibe of them, and just how confident she is when she wears them.

A rhythmic knock landed on the front door. I walked over and opened it. “Hello, my love,” “Hello to you too, Namjoon,” I looked her over, wow. She really did dress fancy, though the thing that made me the happiest was to see her smile and her eyes that were full of adoration and love. Although, the fact that her shoulders were uncovered, showing off the mating mark was a close contender for first place. I let her in and we walked over to the table. “This is wonderful, but I guess you had some help, didn’t you?” I scratched my neck like I usually do when I am embarrassed or nervous. “Yeah, Soekjin and Yoongi helped me cook and prepare pretty much everything,” “I didn’t expect anything else, I actually prefer knowing they helped out so that I can safely eat the food. I love you Kim Namjoon, but cooking is not for you,” “Ya ya, I know. I love you too, my (Y/n)” We then sat down and ate the food while conversing about everything and nothing.

“You know, I guess we have Minhyuck to thank for our relationship,” “What do you mean? Why would we thank that asshole? He tried to hit on you…” “Yeah, but if he hadn’t caused a commotion, you wouldn’t have met me that day. So, if it wasn’t for him being an asshole and you almost killing him, we wouldn’t have met… At least, not that day,” “I guess you’re right, I still regret not hitting him. It would have taught him to never try and steal a wolf’s mate. Especially my mate,” (Y/n) burst out in a laughing fit. “Oh Namjoon, believe me. He knows he shouldn’t have done that. And he never tried anything again. Even though he had an entire year without you in the school when he could have done something, he didn’t. In fact, every time he saw me approaching he would turn and run the other way while looking around him. He was terrified that you would show up and beat him up for only being in the same room as me,” “To be honest, had I been there, I definitely would have done that,” “I know, you’re overprotective and everything but trust me. No one at school dares try anything like that with me because everyone knows I’m dating the very scary CEO of Kim Corporations and some know that I am even dating an alpha,” I stood up and walked over to her, pulling her up from her chair and close to me. “I love you, (Y/n). I’m so happy that you are my mate and that you accepted me as yours,” “I love you too, Namjoon. I wouldn’t want anyone else, not when I can have you,” I leaned down and gave her a passionate kiss that she instantly reciprocated. The rest of the night was, well.. let’s just say it was heated, but neither of us would have wanted it any other way.

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