#chapt 21

[signs-of-the-moon]

Moon High: Chapter 21

Warriors came rushing to aid as they heard the cry of the ginger she-cat ring clear across the forest. Leafheart hunched over the mutilated body of her son, Flamepaw, and Moonpaw watched on helplessly. There was so much happening all at once that it was hard to concentrate.

Moonpaw blinked, seeing Thornberry and some of the other mentors gather to console the grieving she-cat. Then, in the next moment, when Moonpaw blinked again, Smokepaw was beside her. He appeared to be speaking, judging by the movement of his mouth, but no words could be heard. The only thing Moonpaw could hear was the rapid thumping of her heart and a ringing in her ears. She tried to force herself to pay attention. But it was difficult. She didn't feel like she was present at the moment. Her body didn't feel like her own.

Moonpaw stared with wide unfocused eyes at the smokey gray tom. He continued to try and communicate. Then Smokepaw's brows furrowed as he realized Moonpaw couldn't understand him. He turned, and Moonpaw blinked again.

The next thing she knew, she was being led through the woods. Beepaw walked on one side of her, just behind Smokepaw. She was saying something, but again, nothing seemed legible to Moonpaw.

Time flew away from her like a bird on a strong gale, because the next thing she knew, the group was entering Treeclan's camp. Mothsong and Berrypaw ran over to them, checking every cat over. They seemed so distant to Moonpaw, like they were walking just at the edge of her vision. Smokepaw gestured towards his littermate, and for the first time in a while, Moonpaw could partially make out what was being said.

"She's... ...shock," Mothsong noted, her words cutting in and out of Moonpaw's consciousness. Moonpaw could barely feel the brush of the medicine cat's tail against her shoulder as she was prompted to follow towards the healer's den. An orange blob lay near her feet as she passed. Yet her mind wouldn't allow her to focus well enough to see exactly what the shape was.

Moonpaw then found herself settling into a nest as the calico she-cat brought over some herbs. I'm not sick, Moonpaw protested internally, confusion clouding her mind. She wasn't the one who should be tended to right now. But Mothsong didn't seem to think so, judging by the look of concern on her face.

"...eat...." Moonpaw barely heard her say. And though she felt like taking the medicine was pointless, Moonpaw followed directions anyways. She swallowed bitter plants first--thyme and goatweed, Moonpaw remembered their names being. Next, a tiny seed rolled onto her tongue and slithered down her throat, just as a soothing scent entered into her nostrils. Chamomile? Moonpaw guessed as her head grew heavy. She saw Mothsong in front of her. The beautiful medicine cat signed the word "sleep" in the Silent Language. Then, as if on command, Moonpaw found herself being pulled into a deep, restless slumber.

An uncountable amount of time passed before Moonpaw stirred awake. Her head felt heavy and body felt numb as all of her consciousness returned to her at last. She could finally think and see clearly. The medicine Mothsong had given her worked wonders on her foggy mind. But now Moonpaw felt stiff as a log. Stretching, the silver and white she-cat moved to stand from her nest. But before she could, a rustling sounded from the entrance of the medicine den. Moonpaw curled back up into her sleeping spot, not wanting to be reprimanded for leaving it before she was given permission. Two cat-scents made their way to her nose, before she could see who was coming.

"I'm glad I could catch you," Moonpaw recognized the smell and mew of Mothsong.

The second scent belonged to Wolfheart. "I was already on my way here. I wanted to check on Moonpaw."

"You must be Starclan sent, then."

"What do you mean?"

The medicine cat ushered the gray and white tom deep into the den, past Moonpaw and closer to the medicine stores. She didn't speak a word, but motioned for the tom to make himself comfortable.

Wolfheart wrapped his tail around himself as he sat, his back facing Moonpaw.

"Has something happened?" Wolfheart spoke aloud the question his daughter had in mind. His voice was pleading, begging to know what knowledge Mothsong withheld. Moonpaw peered through half-squinted eyes, trying to gauge what was going on without being caught.

Mothsong sat next to the wall of her den, too distant to notice her patient had woken up. Her focus was rested on Wolfheart. A turbulent expression took over her features as she paused a moment or two to find the right things to say.

"Starclan sent me a dream early this morning. A prophecy they wish to be shared."

"A...prophecy?" Wolfheart sounded to be in disbelief. Moonpaw shared his sentiment. Prophecies were rare. It was even rarer for them to be shared with an ordinary cat. But if Mothsong was so insistent with telling Wolfheart about it, then he must be involved somehow.

Excitement began to bloom in Moonpaw's chest. Was Wolfheart a prophecy cat? That would mean he would be a hero, just like in the stories of the ancients Badgerface spoke of!

Mothsong lifted her chin, her eyes growing dim. When she parted her jaws to recite Starclan's words, she spoke in a voice that did not sound like her own. "A great threat lurks, brought forth by darkness and forged by wolf's strength. Only when the moon can face its fate will the night rise. Do whatever possible to keep its light alive."

The air grew thick with tension as silence settled in. A few heavy moments passed. Mothsong appeared to return to normal. Still, there was unease between both the adult cats.

Wolfheart swayed his tail thoughfully. "...What does it mean?"

Mothsong shook her head. "I do not know. But this is the message Starclan has asked me to share."

"And they wanted you to share it with me...? Why? Do you think...it has something to do with my daughter?" Her father's fur was bristling, as if he were afraid. The faint scent of fear creeped its way to Moonpaw's nose, confirming her suspicion. Was he scared that Starclan had wanted to share a message with him? Or was he more fretful of what the prophecy meant? Moonpaw, too, found herself wondering what their words foretold. It wasn't the prediction of grandeur and heroism she had hoped for her father. Instead it sounded to be a more illfated warning.

"It's a possibility. But there's a chance the message could be more metaphorical as well. All I know for certain, is that things will reveal themselves in their due time."

"That's true." Wolfheart sighed. "I just...hope this doesn't mean Moonpaw's in danger." Moonpaw saw Wolfheart's head shift. He must have been glancing at her over his shoulder. But she couldn't exactly see his eyes from the direction his body faced. There was a sag of guilt in the gray and white tom's posture, as if whatever was prophesied was his fault. Love and sympathy squeezed Moonpaw's heart. She wanted so badly to sit up and comfort her father, but she would be caught easedropping if she were to do so.

Mothsong rested her tail upon Wolfheart's shoulder reassuringly. "Whatever happens is in the paws of Starclan. But they have never steered us wrong before. So please, have faith in them, and whatever their plans may be."

I will keep faith in them, Moonpaw swore, peering over at her dad as she hoped he'd do the same.

The gray and white tom fell silent for a moment. "...I trust your wisdom, Mothsong. But please, if you learn anything new, let me know first."

"Of course." Mothsong blinked slowly.

As if summoned by the thought of him, Wolfheart turned around to face his kit. Moonpaw quickly shut her eyes, hoping her father didn't see her awake. Heartbeats later she felt his fur pressing to hers, and the rumble of a purr in his chest.

"Are you waking up already, chipmunk?" He checked. Moonpaw resisted the urge to flinch. Instead, she slowly fluttered open her eyes, looking up at the loving face of her kin.

"Papa...?" She feigned fatigue in her voice as she spoke. Wolfheart smiled down at her, running his tongue over her ears and cheeks.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

Tired, miserable, confused, were some of the words that came to mind. Instead of speaking Moonpaw shrugged, resting her head against her paws.

"I understand," Wolfheart hummed, nuzzling her. "You should rest more. Hopefully you'll feel like yourself after."

That sounds like a good idea, Moonpaw agreed and gave a yawn. Wolfheart rose from her side and walked out of the medicine den. Mothsong followed him out not long afterwards with flowers in her jaws.

Moonpaw rested for a while more, ruminating in thoughts of the present and the future. Most of all she thought about the prophecy and what it could mean. Eventually, her body grew tired of laying in its resting position. Her paws itched to move and go into the camp where the rest of the clan would be gathered. With a swish of her tail, Moonpaw stood and padded out of the medicine den.

In the center of camp, Flamepaw's body laid. Berrypaw had just finished rubbing herbs into his pelt. But he wasn't able to cover up the death scent in time. Due to the long journey home, and the state of Flamepaw's body, birds of prey managed to catch on to the passing of the young apprentice. When Moonpaw looked up she could see a hawk soaring by the dusk kissed clearing every now and then. But the threatening hoot of an owl kept the other predator away. Tonight's vigil would be extra guarded, Moonpaw bet. A shiver ran down her spine as she made her approach towards her deceased clanmate. Several cats were ahead of her, each taking a few moments to sit close to Flamepaw and share tongues with him one last time. Then they'd move aside, allowing other cats to come forward and do the same. Most cats remained in the open to sit vigil for the remainder of the night. While those too young, old, or not close enough to Flamepaw took their leave and headed to their dens to sleep.

As Moonpaw took her turn to sit vigil, she noticed Den Keepers scaling the trees in camp. With precision and care, they wrapped greenbrier vines around branches, high above where any cat would normally climb. They used moss and broad leaves to grip the thorny appendages tying them tightly before descending to the ground. The vines were a cautionary measure, to deter feathered fiends from landing within striking range of the camp. Good, Moonpaw sighed with a bit of relief, tucking her legs beneath her as she bowed her head near Flamepaw's and prayed.

After her prayer, Moonpaw lifted her muzzle and began to groom his cheek. His fur smelled strongly of lavender and death, but beneath--if one pressed their nose close--Flamepaw's natural scent could be caught. Moonpaw did her best to commit it to memory. Then she rose to her paws, and after one last press of their foreheads together, the silver molly moved away. As she did, Leafheart looked to her apprentice and nodded at her thankfully. Moonpaw returned the warrior's gesture with a respectful head dip. Then she moved to flank her mother and father, who watched on from the edge of camp. Moonpaw saw yerning crackling in Wolfheart's pale green eyes as she settled with him. His focus was fixed on Blazestar who sat solemnly beside his mate.

Brightsky nudged Wolfheart encouragly with her muzzle, prompting the gray and white warrior to go sit beside his old friend. Wolfheart seemed cautious as he moved to take the chance and padded over to Blazestar. He dipped his head deeply to the clan's leader before taking a seat beside him. Wolfheart looked between his clanmates as if waiting to be judged. But no one spoke out. Instead, Blazestar rested his tail on the younger tom's shoulders and blinked at him with gratitude. He seemed to be reassuring Wolfheart of something. Whatever that may be breathed a small puff of confidence into the gray and white tom. Moonpaw was happy that her father could be there to support Blazestar.

Beside her, Brightsky sniffled a little, her cheek fur dampened with tears. At the other side of her, Magpiepaw laid. Her muzzle was buried in their mother's fur for comfort. Moonpaw wanted to say some soothing words to them both, but for once she had nothing to mew about. Grief tightened in her chest. All Moonpaw wanted to do right now was enjoy the comfort of her living loved ones. Speaking of loved ones, Moonpaw's thoughts suddenly landed on Hazepaw. Would he be waiting for her tonight? Something had held him up from joining the Gathering yesterday. Surely he'd be wanting to see Moonpaw tonight instead. Should I really sneak away to go see Hazepaw, though? Moonpaw wondered as her gaze flitted between her clanmates. Seeing their miserable faces made Moonpaw feel even worse. No one would be of great comfort here. So, Moonpaw set her mind on going off into the woods alone. Backing away, Moonpaw turned tail and headed for the Entrance Tree. Smokepaw called out to her as she climbed, asking where she was going.

"I need some space..." Moonpaw confessed before taking off into the trees. Wind flowed through her long fur as she ran across the forest towards the familiar rocks of Rubble Path. The trees thinned the closer she drew to the territory's edge, until finally only grass and sand remained. Moonpaw parted her jaws to taste the air. She needed to know Hazepaw was waiting for her. But any scent of hin was stale. Maybe he's disguising it, Moonpaw hoped.

"Hazepaw?" She called out, stalking to the top of Rubble Path. She peered down, looking between the jagged stones for a familiar white pelt. Then her eyes began to comb the sand and brush nearby. "Hazepaaaaw!" She called again, her voice echoing with the rise in volume. But no reply ever came. Nor did anyone emerge from the dark surrounding her. Great disappointment weighed heavily upon Moonpaw, even worse than what she'd felt the night before.

"Hazepaw..." tears began to well in the silver and white molly's eyes. She sniffed, then hung her head. I need you... the words remained inside her mind as she sobbed softly to herself. Moonpaw let herself cry alone for a while, until the worse of her grief was finally released. Then after calming down, she turned, retreating back home to curl up in the paws of her family.

As the first rays of sunlight began to crawl across the forest, Treeclan gathered together as one within the clearing of camp. They huddled in a large circle around the deceased apprentice they mourned. Some cats parted to allow Badgerface, Daisypetal, and Elmfoot through. Mothsong and Berrypaw had just finished wrapping Flamepaw's torso with vines--to keep him in one piece during the move. The medicine cats dipped their heads in respect to the elders as they got out of their way. Guards came to surround the old warriors as they took their place around Flamepaw.

Then, Daisypetal lifted her muzzle and began to release a keening cry into the morning air. Blazestar joined her, with Leafheart and their kits joining two heartbeats after. Moonpaw heart ached as she listened to their cries. Then she brought up her nose and joined the rest of her clanmates in a mourning song. Flamepaw's spirit was being commended to Starclan; his soul likely accepted by this time after facing judgment in the Twilight Passage. Flamepaw was a good cat. Silverpelt will welcome him with open paws, Moonpaw assured herself as the clan finally finished singing. Then, the elders lifted Flamepaw's body. Flanked by the Guards, the old warriors marched the deceased tom towards the thorn barrier and out of Treeclan's camp one last time. The clan watched after them for a few extra moments before finally breaking apart. Some cats went about their duties for the day. Others headed to their dens for a nap. Moonpaw contemplated doing the same, the weight of all that happened still heavy upon her. But Moonpaw knew she'd have no luck sleeping. So, instead, she took herself to the nursery.

Brightsky trilled in surprise as she noticed her daughter following her tail. "Moonpaw? Do you need something?"

"I want to have a talk with the queens," Moonpaw explained earning a nod of understanding from her mother. Brightsky ushered the silver and white molly into the nursery with a whisk of her tail. Moonpaw ducked beneath the large tree roots as she padded down the slope into the den. Since light had barely managed to greet the world, there was no need to adjust to the darkness within.

Mapleshine and Silverhawk sat up in their nests, their attention focused on Moonpaw. Surely they knew she was here for a session with them. And the pair seemed ready to listen to all that needed to be said. Moonpaw sat in a spot between all the queen's nests. But she sat closest of all to her mom.

"Speak, child," Silverhawk prompted with a nod. Her gesture was welcoming and wise. "Get whatever you need off your chest."

Moonpaw took a deep breath, then spilled her guts about everything. About watching Flamepaw's hunt, and how he pushed himself to chase the squirrel to the Thunder Path. She described how she felt witnessing his death, and confessed just how close she'd been to being struck as well. And she spoke about her experience with shock. The only things Moonpaw omitted were the prophecy she'd overhead in Mothsong's den, and any talk of Hazepaw. Though Moonpaw desperately wanted to speak of how Hazepaw had failed her last night. But that would take admitting to sneaking off to see him. Moonpaw wasn't willing to divulge that secret.

After listening to the last of her vent, the queens finally took their turn to speak.

"Oh, love," Brightsky crooned, nuzzling her daughter's cheek. She moved forward, wrapping herself around her kit."You know what happened to Flamepaw wasn't your fault."

"I know...." Moonpaw sighed, leaning into her mother. "But I was there! I feel like I could have saved him...."

"From what it sounds like, you were barely off from becoming crowfood yourself," Silverhawk chimed in, rather crassly. She lifted a back paw to lick between her toes. "Another heartbeat more and you'd be right alongside him in the burial grounds. There was no saving Flamepaw."

"But maybe if he'd heard me calling out for him, he would have stopped?" Moonpaw rationalized.

"There's no use dwelling on the 'what if's,' and 'maybe's,' hon," the Den Mother countered softly. "What's done is done. No cat blames you for not being able to do more."

Mapleshine twitched her whiskers agreeingly. "Besides, you did do something. You went to get help! No cat would have found Flamepaw for quite some time if you hadn't been there to alert the clan of his accident."

But there was another cat around, Moonpaw remembered suddenly. Darkfire had been nearby the Thunder Path. Yet she'd done nothing to stop or save the young apprentice. But why? Moonpaw wondered. Had Darkfire not seen Flamepaw get hit? Moonpaw was unsure. But she didn't want to incriminate Darkfire by mentioning her presence. Even if sessions were meant to be kept confidential. It doesn't matter anyways, Moonpaw told herself. Maybe I'm just looking for someone else to blame.

"Thank you all for listening," Moonpaw mewed with a head dip. "I'm feeling a bit better now. I think...I think I'll go find something to do to keep my mind off of things."

"That sounds like a good idea," Mapleshine agreed. "When you leave, would you mind sending my kits into nursery? It's time they got some rest."

"Sure," Moonpaw agreed with a stretch as she got up. Once more she dipped her head in respect to the queens before making her way out of their den.

By the elder's tree, Moonpaw spotted Mapleshine's kits playing. They were with Sunpaw, who batted at Honeykit and Sleekkit, while Peonykit tried to nab his tail. He laughed, looking so care free. It was as if he hadn't just lost one of his brothers. Maybe Sunpaw was distracting himself with the joy of the kits. Maybe it was his way of coping. Moonpaw hated to ruin his fun. But Mapleshine had requested her kits to come home to her. So, Moonpaw made her way over to the group slowly, only speaking when she became noticed.

"It's Moonpaw!" Honeykit squealed with joy. They rushed over to the apprentice, stretching up to touch noses with her. "Hi!!"

"Hello." Moonpaw purred in greetings. Her gaze moved from the golden kit in front of her to the others. "Its time for you all to go to the nursery. Your mother is waiting."

"But I don't wanna sleep yet!" Sleekkit griped. "Nightpaw said when we're apprentices, we have to be ready early in the morning for the dawn patrol!"

"That's when you're apprentices though," Sunpaw chimed. "You have a few more moons until then. For now, you have to do what your mom tells you. Besides, you've been awake all night. You've gotta be tired by now, right?"

"No!" Sleekkit squeaked, just as a yawn bubbled from his chest. The black and white kit's pelt fluffed with embarrassment. Moonpaw and Sunpaw both chuckled with small mrrows.

"C'mon, let's walk them home," Moonpaw suggested, sweeping her tail around the kits. Sunpaw followed them, matching pace with Moonpaw.

"How are you feeling?" He checked. "I saw you go into the medicine den yesterday."

"I'm alright now. I was in shock, after being so close to the monster and seeing Flamepaw..." she trailed off.

Sunpaw nodded, sadness glowing in his eyes. "I'm relieved that you're ok, at least."

Moonpaw made a small noise, pressing her body against his. Sunpaw purred in response, leaning into her embrace.

"Why don't we go out hunting once the kits are in their den?" She suggested suddenly. "I think we could both benefit from time away from the clan. And it would take our minds off of things for a while."

Sunpaw thought for a few moments as they walked. "That sounds nice. I'd like to spend some time with you," he admitted. The ginger tom seemed to cheer up a little at the prospect of going out together. Moonpaw had to admit she felt excited, too. After saying farewell to Mapleshine's kits, the pair of apprentices took off for the Entrance Tree and out into the forest, where they spent the rest of the morning forgetting their sadness together.

#warrior cats #warrior cats ocs #wcs #wcs ocs #signs of the moon: moon high #signs of the moon #moon high #book 2 #chapt 21 #moon pov #edit to fix a fucking typo #edited to fix a really stupid embarrassing typo #I was having a dyslexic moment while writing this chapter it seems #accidentally spelled prophecy as prophesy #ik it didn't look right. I literally googled it to make sure the spelling was right tho #and google said it was so I was like “oh ok” #but I regoogled it and I was fucking WRONG #prophesy is a correctly spelled word but its not the one I wanted!!!!! #Im so mad #sorry about that really stupid mistake

[femme-malewife]

I am very grateful for the hiragana above the kanji in manga and novels...

#i suck so bad at kanji...but then the hiragana clarifies what it is and then its so much easier to read #and no. im not saying in fluent in hiragana. its just easier to read lmaoooo #i was rereading hypmic ch 21 bb vs mtc and jiro says “”良かった!“” #the character 良 threw me off #but above it was よ which is the hiragana for “yo” #so he said “yokatta!” aka “I'm glad” or “I'm relieved”...which makes sense considering sabu-chan just woke up after being ko'd last chapte #i kinda figured thats what he was saying anyway??? but still i dont wanna guess what hes saying from facial expressions alone

[iamthepulta]

/slaps table And chapter 21 goes in for editing!!

This is definitely chapter 21 and 22, lmao. It's getting the Chapter 17 treatment.

GOD IT FEELS GOOD THOUGH.

I'm so fucking jazzed to write Chapter 22/23 lmfao. After writing this monster which is just foreshadowing on foreshadowing on fluff and exposition, I get to write the downhill rollercoaster drama.

#IT'S ALL DOWNHILL FROM HERE BOYS. HOLD ONTO YOUR HATS. #liztlie au #I have one chapt 21 scene that's 8k long lmfao. I probably could have cut it up but due to the other time skips and flashes in the chapter #it flows much better if it's just a six hour scene of Westlie's life from 4pm to 1am. #But that's why it'll probably be best as chapter 22

[mxtxfanatic]

So I just did some math, and y’all got me fucked up. I’ve seen so much handwringing in this fandom about the age disparity between Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian’s body because “oh, lwj is soooooo much older than Mo Xuanyu, it ‘basically’ counts as a grooming that wwx was given such a young body and lwj is still attracted to him!”

It’s literally not true. Lan Wangji is around 33 at the start of the present-day plotline. Mo Xuanyu is 27. Y’all are so full of shit.

The math:

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian are around the same age, give or take some months. They are 15/16 at the start of the Cloud Recesses arc, the discussion conference in Qishan happens less than two years later (16), the Wen indoctrination camp happens definitively when they are 17 (madam yu says so) a year later, then the Sunshot Campaign takes place 2 weeks after that with Lotus Pier’s fall. The war lasts for around a year or two, but wwx mentions he is 20 during the Phoenix Mountain hunt. This means he’s still 20 when he breaks the Wen remnants out of the labor camps 2 months later, and they abscond to the Burial Mounds. For Burial Mounds arc timeline, you have to go by A-Yuan/Lan Sizhui’s. A-Yuan is a teething toddler between one and two (jc deduces) in the Burial Mounds. He’s 15 at the start of the story 13 years later. The Burial Mounds settlement, therefore, lasts about a year. By the time of the siege, wwx should be 21 (again, give or take a few months). Thirteen years later, lwj is 33/34.

Mo Xuanyu, on the other hand, is given a definite age start. He is 14 when he is taken by Jin Guangshan back to Koi Tower. This happens after the siege but  before Nie Mingjue dies (Jin Guangyao mentions this in the chapt. 79 flashback during his argument with Nie Mingjue about Xue Yang), and Nie Mingjue dies a year after the first siege takes place. This would mean that Mo Xuanyu is 14 when the siege happens and, 13 years later, he would be 27 when he sacrifices his body to summon Wei Wuxian.

Mo Xuanyu is not some barely-legal young adult at the start of the story, and the age difference, besides, would be 7 years at most. The fact that this is regular discourse is embarrassing.

#human reads mdzs: take 2 #nevermind that this discourse is STUPID anyways #given that wwx is literally the same age as lwj #but whatever #y'all also need to stop treating ADULTS PUSHING 30 like they're still teenagers #that 'you're a child in your 20s but a senior citizen once you hit 30' shit ain't cute

[bamnamuu]

ONE TICKET, PLEASE ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ S.JY

pairing: jake sim x fem reader

Synopsis: Y/N and her friends all wind up working at the same amusement park for the entire summer. It just so happens that her longtime crush, Jake Sim, is working at the same park with his friends. Unfortunately for Jake, his ex-girlfriend Yoona has planned to make her way back into his life, so his friends bring up the idea of having a fake girlfriend so that Yoona will leave him alone, and his eyes just so happen to land on the girl in the ticketing booth.

Warnings- swearing, will add on if there’s any more.

Started- August 21, 2023

Updates- whenever

Ended-????

Status- ON HOLD :(

DISCLAIMER!!! these aren’t actual representation of the idols!! :)

Genre: non-idolau summer romance, fake dating, friends to lovers, fluff, crack, angst, smau

includes- all members of enhypen, all members of txt, le sserafim’s yunjin, nmixx’s lily, Straykids changbin and jeongin ( sometimes)

moodboard / playlist

profiles one / profiles two / private accounts

prologue - i support kai / se-cuties

chapt 1 - i see him in my dreams smau + written

chapt 2 - throw a fish at her extras

chapt 3 - odd lookin feller

chapt 4 - picked the wrong 02 smh

chapt 5- my day went from 100 to 1

chapt 6- FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!

chapt 7- pulling a “beomgyu”

chapt 8-

chapt 9-

chapt 10-

chapt 11-

chapt 12-

🏷️ tag list (open) - @mrchweeee @tumblemumblr @miumiuoi @ghostiiess @haechansbbg

(if you want to be added to the tag list just ask 😝)

#jake sim #enhypen texts #enhypen #ni ki #soobin #heeseung #jake sim x reader #jake sim smau #enhypen smau #enhypen imagines #yang jungwon #jay enhypen #enha sunoo #nishimura niki #sunghoon #enhypen fluff #one ticket please #enha smau #enha imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen social media au #enha x reader #enha fluff #enha fanfic #enha fake texts #enhypen jake sim #enhypen jake smau #jake x reader #enha jake smau #sim jaeyun

[thehadesincident]

Your Turn to Die ask game! 🗝 Feel free to reblog :3

GENERAL QUESTIONS!

1 : who is your favorite character in the game? 

2 : who is your least favorite character in the game?

3 : which of the characters has your favorite design?

4 : whats your favorite moment ingame?

5 : which character did you change your opinions on the most?

6 : which character do you think has the most death flags?

7 : if you had to kill one character, who would it be?

8 : which character do you kin/relate the most to?

9 : which character dynamic/friendship is your favorite? (like anzu and kurumada for example)

10 : whats a song that reminds you of the game as a whole? 

11 : which character do you think about the most? (doesnt have to be a fav)

12 : if you had to pick a character to swap places with, who would it be? 

13 : which character would you get along the most with?

14 : whats your favorite joke from the game/fandom? 

15 : whats a part of canon do you dislike? 

16 : when did you get into YTTD?

GAME SPECIFIC!

17 : do you think. you could survive/get out of the death game?

18 : which of the cards (keymaster , sage , sacrifice , commoner) do you think you would most likely get?

19 : If you had to pick a theory to be canon, which one would it be?

20 : would you sign the asunaro vow/consent form and what would be your wish?

21 : what is your favorite attraction from chapt 2? which one is your least favorite? 

22 : who did you save in chapter two? (ie going the kanna + alice route etc etc..)

23 : were you able to save anzu + hayasaka at their first death chance?

24 : in YTTS, which fondness events are your favorite?

25 : which miniepi is your favorite? 

26 : which YTTS pov are you most excited for and whos fondness event do you want to see with them?

27 : whos miniepi do you want to see next? 

28 : if you had the sacrifice card, would you be able to get out of the DG with a massacre ending?

29 : which floormaster is your favorite?

30 : what do you want to see in chapter 3-b?

#letters from the underworld #ask game #your turn to die #yttd #ofc im doing this myself as well lol

[overmore]

BSD fic archive

list of all my bsd fics. i do not update them anymore, all of them are also orphaned.

Wheel of (mis)fortune series

1. An Inconvenient Attachment (10 chapters, finished) (moriaku)

2. Wicked game (5 chapters, unfinished) (moriaku)(dead dove do not eat)

3. The young tiger and the street dog (6 chapters, unfinished) (dazatsu)

4. Hounds of the underground (3 chaptes, unfinished) (tachichuu)

5. Story of the dead and alive (5 chapters, unfinished) (fyoshibu, fyogol, fyosig,fyozai + more)

One shots

1. A little bite of love (moriaku)

2. It's just how things work for them (moriaku)

3. Pillow for late-night rain (moriaku)

4. Lost in the aquarium (moriaku)

5. When the outlander and intruder meet (moriaku)(genshin au)

6. Here right now (moriaku)

7. Under the cover of darkness (moriaku) (dead dove do not eat)

8. When the night is gone (fyozai)

9. Lonely roses (moriaku)

10. Come and rest (moriaku) (Valentine’s day 2022)

11. Stay (moriaku)

12. Lesson Learned (morizai) (noncon warning)

13. Build back the burned bridges (moriakuzai)

14. Take me away (morizai)

15. Promise you'll get better (moriaku) (TW ED)

16. Withered (moriaku)

17. Stop bugging me about my personal life (my relationship isn't for you to know) (moriatsu)

18. Why would you wake up at this hour to do that? (moriakuatsu)

19. Behind the black curtain (moriaku)

20. Call me by my name (moriaku)

21. Wake up (moriaku)

Other multi-chapter works

Enough for now (it’s going to get better)(2/2)(moriaku)

Must be felled for to fight the cold (I fretted fire but that was long ago) (2/?) (moriaku, moriatsu)

Mori ship week 2021

1. Day one (moriaku)

2. Day two (moriatsu)

3. Day three (moriatsu)

4. Day four (moriaku)

5. Day five (morizai)

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #fanfic #fanfiction #moriaku #moriatsu #morizai #dazaku #fyolai #dazatsu #moriakuzai #fyozai #shibufyo #sigfyo #fyoivan

[mirzamsaiph]

how long do you think it'll take the next chapter (or chapters, since you said chapt 21 was already done?) to come out? sorry if this sounds a bit rushy btw i'm pretty sure im hyperfixated on your fic so it's been in my head nonstop for weeks now

I’m getting farther everyday! I have a lot of things to do, I get distracted way to easily. But it is over 5000 words at the moment and I still have to write a lot to words.

I have a winter storm warning at the moment and am currently getting ready for that. So, if I don’t post that’s the reason why. Crossing my fingers that my power doesn’t go out tomorrow morning🙏

[spotsandsocks]

Inspiration Seven sentence random weekend day

tagged by @panbuckley @prince-buck-diaz

Chapt 18?! Coming Wednesday - with the plans for his marriage set in motion Buck and Eddie leave for Nash Keep again to rest a few days before Prince Evan has to go home. (We’re at 128k now! I really didn’t mean to write so much!! 😳)

They leave silently and remain silent for hours. Which is fine, Eddie can deal with silence, what he can’t deal with is the stiffness in Buck’s shoulders, the tense set of his jaw and the dead look in his eyes as he stares straight ahead. His poor prince is obviously unhappy with whatever happened with the princess and there’s nothing he can do to help.

The edge of the forest is in sight now and getting closer. The road they’re on twisting past it. Another few hours and they should probably stop to rest. They’ll be at the inn by nightfall.

Riding slightly ahead of him Eddie notices Buck’s head turn towards the trees. He speaks for the first time since last night.

“The forest path will get us back sooner won’t it?”

Got a bit of a dilema too… chapt 19 is going to be a typical length but chapt 20 either gonna be looooonggg or I could split it and do one more week and 21 chapters? Will people mind if I drag it out another week??

Hmm what to do… happy to hear any views from anyone reading 💕

Tagging if they would like to share because I would love to read @alyxmastershipper @rogerzsteven @monsterrae1 @hippolotamus @shortsighted-owl @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @fiona-fififi @fleurdebeton @the-likesofus @like-the-rest-of-la @jobairdxx @thekristen999 @cowboy-buddie @buddierights @caroandcats @littlebitofdiaz @elvensorceress @megsvstheworld @bekkachaos @spaceprincessem @jacksadventuresinwriting @wh0re-behavi0r 💕💜💕

#buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #911 fox #buddie wip #prince au #good knight sweet prince #seven sentence sunday #911fic #911abc

[anewkindofme]

Don't you cry no more: Chapt. 21 [Gummy Bears & Video Games]

Tyler and Marcel agree to keep an ear out for Jeremy while Klaus tries to get some work done.

On AO3

#sfw agere #sfw age regression #sfw regressor #sfw regression #sfw littlespace #sfw caregiver #little jeremy gilbert #little tyler lockwood #little marcel gerard #caregiver klaus mikaelson #tvdu #tvd #the vampire diaries #the originals

[officialyourdailyinspiration]

Drought, Famine, Sword, Pestilence

1 The word of the Lord that came to Jeremiah concerning the dearth.

2 Judah mourneth, and the gates thereof languish; they are black unto the ground; and the cry of Jerusalem is gone up.

3 And their nobles have sent their little ones to the waters: they came to the pits, and found no water; they returned with their vessels empty; they were ashamed and confounded, and covered their heads.

4 Because the ground is chapt, for there was no rain in the earth, the plowmen were ashamed, they covered their heads.

5 Yea, the hind also calved in the field, and forsook it, because there was no grass.

6 And the wild asses did stand in the high places, they snuffed up the wind like dragons; their eyes did fail, because there was no grass.

7 O Lord, though our iniquities testify against us, do thou it for thy name's sake: for our backslidings are many; we have sinned against thee.

8 O the hope of Israel, the saviour thereof in time of trouble, why shouldest thou be as a stranger in the land, and as a wayfaring man that turneth aside to tarry for a night?

9 Why shouldest thou be as a man astonied, as a mighty man that cannot save? yet thou, O Lord, art in the midst of us, and we are called by thy name; leave us not.

10 Thus saith the Lord unto this people, Thus have they loved to wander, they have not refrained their feet, therefore the Lord doth not accept them; he will now remember their iniquity, and visit their sins.

11 Then said the Lord unto me, Pray not for this people for their good.

12 When they fast, I will not hear their cry; and when they offer burnt offering and an oblation, I will not accept them: but I will consume them by the sword, and by the famine, and by the pestilence.

13 Then said I, Ah, Lord God! behold, the prophets say unto them, Ye shall not see the sword, neither shall ye have famine; but I will give you assured peace in this place.

14 Then the Lord said unto me, The prophets prophesy lies in my name: I sent them not, neither have I commanded them, neither spake unto them: they prophesy unto you a false vision and divination, and a thing of nought, and the deceit of their heart.

15 Therefore thus saith the Lord concerning the prophets that prophesy in my name, and I sent them not, yet they say, Sword and famine shall not be in this land; By sword and famine shall those prophets be consumed.

16 And the people to whom they prophesy shall be cast out in the streets of Jerusalem because of the famine and the sword; and they shall have none to bury them, them, their wives, nor their sons, nor their daughters: for I will pour their wickedness upon them.

17 Therefore thou shalt say this word unto them; Let mine eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease: for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very grievous blow.

18 If I go forth into the field, then behold the slain with the sword! and if I enter into the city, then behold them that are sick with famine! yea, both the prophet and the priest go about into a land that they know not.

19 Hast thou utterly rejected Judah? hath thy soul lothed Zion? why hast thou smitten us, and there is no healing for us? we looked for peace, and there is no good; and for the time of healing, and behold trouble!

20 We acknowledge, O Lord, our wickedness, and the iniquity of our fathers: for we have sinned against thee.

21 Do not abhor us, for thy name's sake, do not disgrace the throne of thy glory: remember, break not thy covenant with us.

22 Are there any among the vanities of the Gentiles that can cause rain? or can the heavens give showers? art not thou he, O Lord our God? therefore we will wait upon thee: for thou hast made all these things. — Jeremiah 14 | King James Version (KJV) The King James Version Bible is in the public domain. Cross References: Genesis 49:21; Leviticus 26:40; Judges 19:17; 1 Samuel 5:12; 1 Samuel 12:22; 2 Samuel 15:30; 2 Kings 19:21; Job 39:5-6; Psalm 25:11; Psalm 79:2-3; Psalm 119:101; Isaiah 5:6; Isaiah 22:2; Isaiah 56:10; Jeremiah 2:37; Jeremiah 4:10; Jeremiah 5:12-13; Lamentations 1:20; Acts 14:15; Acts 15:17; 1 Thessalonians 5:3; 1 John 4:1; 1 John 5:16; Revelation 6:8

#drought #famine #sword #pestilence #a prayer for mercy #Jeremiah 14 #Book of Jeremiah #Old Testament #KJV #King James Version Bible

[dcsertrose]

oh the urge to make Mamaguro a virgin who loses her cherry to Toji in chapt 2..... She's a 21 year old in college so she's had flings before but she's more career oriented so it didn't really go anywhere.

any girl would lose her mind if her first night is with THE Toji Zenin. What do we think? Yes? No?

#toji fushiguro x mamaguro #toji fushiguro #toji zenin #sweet girl loses her innocence to a big mean man this trope is such a guilty pleasure lmao

[misty-moth]

Keith Chapt 21 Dramatic:

Just another route where I adore Clavis~

Damn, I’m barely into this ending and Mc already has a guard dog, guard hellcat, and guard conqueror beast openly defending her. And guard deer, naturally.

#keith howell #clavis lelouch #ikemen prince

[thefallennightmare]

AAAHHHH JP CHAPT 21, GUUYYYSSSS WHAAAAAT. IT WAS AMAAAAZING 😭

The references, the video ahhhh!!!!

I wanna punch Trey so bad ngl.

But ahhh the texts between Angel and Noah ahh it made me feel all fuzzy inside. I'm so proud of Angel.

I'm going through a change aswell, so I felt the ending like yess go off bestieee while reading the lyrics of Burning out, cause thats the song that got me into changing myself to who I am now after I broke up with my ex (we were in a relationship for 5 years. It was full of red flags, I'm happy I ended it)

Anyways, love you, you guys should publish JP as a book, literally❤️❤️❤️

I’m so glad you caught the Burning Out lyrics! Everyone goes through a big change in their life and I’m so glad your change is positive. We’re so proud of you 🖤

@thescarlettvvitch

#just pretend noah sebastian #tina talks #tina and sarah talks #noah sebastian #bad omens

[mxtxfanatic]

San Lang replied, “Not only did he try to stop the Ban Yue soldiers from killing the innocent people from his own country, he also stopped his own soldiers from killing the innocents of Ban Yue Kingdom. Every time he acts to stop innocents from being slaughtered, he gets demoted once.”

His laid-back manner made the seven or eight merchants slowly huddle together, as if they were listening to him tell a story. They seemed fairly invested, and they also expressed their opinions as they listened on. TianSheng said, “I feel like this military official isn’t wrong. It’s what it is when soldiers fight each other in battle. But for not letting them randomly kill innocents, isn’t this okay?”

“Although this is something foolishly kind for a soldier of his kingdom and not exactly suitable, in general, there’s nothing wrong.”

“Yeah. After all, he’s saving people, not harming them.”

—Chapt. 21: A Thousand Miles in a Step, Lost Within a Sandstorm (Part Two)

Even though Xie Lian was punished for saving civilians on both sides of the war as a general, he was still honored in "death" by the people he saved. His plaque is still standing two centuries later in his commemoration. Commoners of the present still find him brave and admirable for having done the right thing, even as the powerful people from the past reviled him.

Did Xie Lian need this validation at this time? No, but it validates to us, the readers, what a selflessly good person he remained even after his own personal war had come and gone.

#human reads tgcf: take 1.5 #and then mu qing like an asshole comes to play debbie downer

[avocado-frog]

Happy STS! (Shh, I'm a day behind.) And because of that, today's a free space! Use it to ramble as you please! ♥️

As I say on the sts asks that I sometimes answer a day late, the S in sts stands for Sunday :)

The other day I deleted like five chapters (i had only WRITTEN one, but there were five outlined) because the arc was Too hard to write so I changed my mind. Now my outline + schedule are off so I've been adjusting that. The good news is that I don't have a chapter count of 55 anymore.

This is going to accidentally be the Here's How I Outline ask but that's okay I got a free space + I can do whatever I want

SO my step one is that i have a document for my basic outlines which include the character POV(s), chapter title, word count, and a few sentences, with a few more details. I do this part all in one go. Once I have an idea of how many chapters I'm going to have, I try and make it a number divisible by three (30 in forget me not, 21 in dahlia) (rosemary has five parts because I rolled a negative in Planning Ahead skills and had 11 characters instead of 12) so now that I have the parts divided I attach a character to it. I usually already have a flower in mind to attach to the character as well. I write my fun little flower paragraphs here :)

Step two is when I add all the chapters for part 1 (or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5 etc) with the Basic Outline. This is where I make my Real Outline for each chapter. I usually do this part in one go as well, or at least until I get bored. The Real Outline includes specific details, bits of dialogue that I want to remember, and stuff like that. I like to have this at a ratio depending on the word count I already assigned the chapter. If I want the word count to be 5,000, then the Real Outline is 500 words long. I'd explain my Ratio if I was good at explaining math concepts. but I'm not.

Step three is Draft 1. I do this part as if I am making a Guy. Draft one is Skeleton. Part 1 is the aforementioned Make the Outline a Certain Length. Part 2 is when I start writing the chapter, deleting parts of the outline as I write them until I have no outline left

Step four is when I put the recently outlined chapters on my Big Timeline that has everything on it- including character birth dates, dates of chapters, things included in dated flashback scenes, etc. Basically everything that I need to keep consistent/so that I don't have to go through 50 chapters to see how long ago something was. It's very helpful I strongly recommend having a Big TImeline actually. If anyone ever asks what my writing advice is it'd be to have a Big Timeline

Step five is Draft 2!!! This is where things have a tendency to get a little bit messy for me because I'm not bound by the laws of writing chapters in order anymore and the chapters that I like will probably be finished faster. Draft 2 is what I consider the Meat of my guy that I am creating. Draft 2 part 3 is where I add to each chapter to complete the Word Goal (unless I really just do not want to, or if it's close enough/don't have anything to add) (this step is optional) and Draft 2 part 4 is when I consider the chapter mostly done. This is where I just reread it and make sure everything is in order. I tend to skip this one too because I reread chapters when I'm editing anyway

Step six is my editing step. I don't know why I keep my editing checklist on a whole different thing but I Do. I'm actually going to move it right now really quick. Editing: 1st read through: italicize/mark with "/" (i post on ao3 sometimes and it doesn't automatically italicize) 2nd read through: check for spelling errors/maybe add or delete sentences 3rd read through: look for trigger warnings and write them down somewhere 4th read through: inconsistencies (write down the things that need to be consistent) check timeline if needed (3rd and 4th usually end up getting combined) 5th read through: read again

After I've waited a week, I repeat the 2nd and 5th part of the editing, and THEN the chapter is done and I have created a Guy.

Here's how they're differentiated:

I might've made that more complicated than it needed to be but it makes sense to me lol. Obviously this doesn't work for everyone and etc

#sts ask #thanks for the ask! #writing outline #isaac says things related to his writing again #wip: rosemary #writing