the next chapter begins

DND Night

About to start the final chapter of my DND campaign, that I call “The Snows of Insanity”, or as my players call it “Bullshit Frozen Hellscape”. We are on the chaper “The Beginning of the End”. The next chapter is “The End”. Today they are about to try and figure out who in a group of players/npcs are a monster in disguise (Based off of The Thing). Then they will have to go through the Petrified Forest of the Dead, survive a psychic attack (a la Emrakul in Eldritch Moon), and then delve into a planar dungeon where the end boss is an Avatar of Cthulhu. Its about to get good.

Originally posted by fhtagn-and-tentacles


a Fatal_Error has Occurred: Chapter Two - Part 9

The Beginning - Chapter One

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Who’s ready for the chapter finale next week?

I’m in love with that last page.

Also just want to make this clear: the text on pages 5, 6, and the top of page 8 are MEANT to be difficult to read. Near impossible to understand. He says stuff, sure, but it’s more of a visual display of his emotional state. You can pick at it if you’d like, but it’s more for visual and emotional effect. Since ya’ll are smart cookies, I’m gonna not answer people’s questions about those pages being ‘too hard to read’, since I’m sure everyone here has read this little blurb and hence, no one’s gonna ask about it, I’m sure ;)

Aftertale, Errortale, GenoSans and ErrorSans belongs to @loverofpiggies!

Underswap belongs to @popcornpr1nce!

Having trouble reading the text? You can read a transcript of just the dialogue over here.



I think someone said on my last post (or the one before that?) that they wished my comic was more popular (thank you^^) but that they’re glad that the reposters haven’t gotten to my comic because of that…

 haha ha….

believe me, I’ve seen my comic reposted anyway lol. those reposters are relentless my dudes. I mean, a lot of them are like, only from the beginning cause even reposters can’t keep up with 112+ chapters

Part 112

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Winchesters in Riverdale (Part Three)

After a hunt gone wrong, Y/N Winchester, the 17 year old half-sister of Sam and Dean Winchester, her older brothers, and Castiel are transported to Riverdale, a town in a different universe. While Sam, Dean, and Castiel attempt to find a way back home, Y/N struggles to fit in in community of Riverdale. In a universe with no monsters to worry about, there’s so many questions that need answering.

Can she ever try to be normal after hunting for all of her life? Who’s the good-looking, mystical teen with the beanie who’s always at that diner? And will anyone discover that secret she’s been hiding for the last year and a half?

Gif by @riverdalebish


Part One

Part Two


As you walked to school the next morning, you looked around at the small town of Riverdale. The walk was a little more than half a mile and you had left early in order to get a head start. You pulled your school schedule from your jacket pocket, rereading it again. You tried to memorize it, not really keen on looking like the clueless new kid roaming the halls. You would be a perfect target for someone to rush over and try and help you. And you didn’t want that. They may mean well, but you weren’t there to make friends. As soon as your brothers and Castiel figured out how to get home, you were out of there. Best not to get close to anyone in the meantime. Despite your intention to memorize your schedule, you found yourself staring off into space as you walked, replaying the events of the previous night.

You had arrived back at the motel a little over two hours after you had left it. When you returned, your brothers and Castiel were waiting for you anxiously. Dean had gotten you your favorite food, Chinese takeout, but you weren’t in the mood for it. Before you could mumble out a “No, thanks,” Sam held out a motel key for you. You were confused until he told you that they rented out the room next door for you. Just for you. Said that you probably didn’t want to be cramped up in a room with your brothers and an angel. You took the key with a silent “thank you,” gathering your backpack (which had been filled when you were gone with the supplies Dean and Cas got you,) and walked out of the motel room without another word, ignoring the bag of Chinese food in Dean’s hand. When you entered the room next door, you saw that a wide variety of tank tops and tee shirts along with three pairs of jeans and multiple plaid jackets were all folded up on your bed.


Castiel knew what had happened with you. Why you were gone for the last year. He didn’t tell Sam or Dean about it, and he didn’t ever question you about it. And for that you were thankful. When you were ready, if you would ever be ready, he would be there to talk to you. In the months since you’d been back, he’d do little things for you, whether it was making your bed or trying to cook you your favorite food every once in a while. In this case, it was getting you clothes for the days or even weeks that would follow. You debated going back into your brothers’ motel room to thank the angel, but decided you’d just tell him tomorrow instead. You kicked your shoes off, and gently placed all the folded up clothes on the ground so they wouldn’t get messed up as you slept. You crawled under the covers, sleep quickly claiming you.

You sighed as you recalled the way you had snapped at Sam the night before. You knew he was only trying to help. But you didn’t want help. You didn’t need help. If you could handle what you went through in the last year, you could handle the aftermath.

But could you?

Eventually you came to the front of Riverdale High, stopping and looking at it and all the kids hanging out outside of it. You took a deep breath and continued on, walking through the doors. Immediately you felt everyone’s eyes on you as you entered the main hallway. You held your head high and marched onto your first class which was English. The bell rang just as you walked into the class only to find that everyone was in their seats. All the students quieted down, looking at you. Before you could look around to see who was in your class, the teacher called your name.

“Hello there! Y/N, right?” she asked.

You nodded. The older woman smiled brightly as she got up and made her way over to you.

Don’t touch me, don’t touch me, don’t touch me—

She reached out and gently held your arm.

Oh God, why?!

“Welcome to Riverdale, sweetheart,” she said softly.

You forced a smile for her although it looked more like a grimace and she turned to the class.

“Class, this is Y/N Winchester. She’s new so I expect you to do your best to make her feel welcome here,”

She turned back to you again.

“Y/N, why don’t you take a seat next to Jughead over there?”

You furrowed your brows.


Your teacher pointed to an empty seat in the back and it was only then that you saw the familiar blue-green eyes staring back at you from the seat next to it.

Oh, not him!

You internally groaned as you made your way over to the empty chair, making sure to avoid eye contact with this kid, this… Jughead. You took your seat, forcing your eyes to stay on your teacher. Why did you have to be seated next to the one and only guy at Riverdale High who couldn’t stop staring at you at that diner?

English class was a slow blur, but you managed not to look at Jughead the entire time. The bell rang and you had just put your notebook away when you heard a voice next to you speak.

“Hey, Y/N, right?”

You sighed, closing your eyes. You really did not want to deal with this today. Or any day for that matter. You placed your pencil case in your backpack, zipping the bag up.

“How can I help you?” you responded coolly, not bothering to look up at the boy.

“Actually, I was going to ask how could I help you?” he offered.

At his comment, you looked up at the standing teen from your chair.

“What?” you asked bewildered.

Jughead smirked.

“Your next class. Need someone to show you around?” he asked.

You quickly shook your head.

“No,” you said bluntly as you got up, swinging your bag over your shoulder. “I got a map,” you lied. “I can figure it out myself.”

Jughead’s smirk fell at your tone and he rose his eyebrow.

“Are you sure? I mean, it can get a little—”

“Positive,” you said, cutting him off. “Thanks anyway.”

With that, you walked out of the classroom, not bothering to look back. You felt a little guilty at your brazenness but quickly pushed it aside. What did it matter anyway? You’d be leaving this town, this universe soon enough. What was the point in making friends now?

You had managed to get to the majority of your classes without any problems. You had been late by a couple minutes to your Chemistry class, but had gotten a free pass since it was your first day. Before you knew it, it was lunchtime and you were outside, looking for a place to sit. Ignoring the people staring at you from the lunch tables, you walked over to a small oak tree. Putting your backpack down, you took a seat against the tree, pulling out from your bag an apple Sam had given you for lunch and Oedipus Rex from your mythology class. You had just opened the book and taken a bite out of your apple when you heard someone make their way over to you.

“This seat taken?” the familiar voice asked, pointing the spot in front of you.

Oh, hell no.

You looked up at the smirking sophomore in disbelief.

This guy just didn’t know when to stop.

“Are you looking to get hit or something?” you asked, glaring at him. “Because I can help you with that.”

Jughead rolled his eyes.

“Nah, that’s more of Archie’s job.” he joked, and turned around to point with his free hand at the table of teens that were in the diner yesterday staring at you.

They were still staring at you, except this time they smiled at you.

“See? He’s the one wearing the letterman jacket.”

You didn’t return their smiles and instead looked back down at your book.

“He looks like a douche.” you said.

Jughead snorted.

“You’re not exactly wrong there,” he agreed. “But he’s still a good person. So are Betty and Veronica. You’d like them if you gave them a chance.”

“I’m not here to make friends.” you answered back.

“Does this mean I can’t sit here then?” he questioned.

You looked at the teen again, eyeing him up and down.

You sighed.

“You gonna stare at me again like you did yesterday?” you asked.

Jughead chuckled.

“You gonna let me?” he asked back.

This time you smirked, the corners of your mouth turning up for the first time all day.

“Touché.” you said and nodded towards the patch of green grass in front of you.

Jughead took the offer, sitting down.

“This doesn’t make us friends. “ you quickly clarified.

Jughead bit back a grin and settled for a straight face instead.

“I understand.”

You nodded and silence enveloped the two of you. You turned your gaze back to your book, hiding your smile behind the pages.

Maybe one friend wouldn’t hurt.


A/N: Next chapter she meets the gang! That’s where the real fun begins. ;) Any theories of what the reader’s secret is? I feel like I might’ve made it too obvious, but oh well! As always, hope you enjoyed it, and please send me feedback!!


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Prompts ~ 34. “The way you flirt is shameful.” 167. “I could kiss you right now!” 173. “Kiss me.”

Extra ~ Older! Damian Wayne x Reader

You rolled your eyes as you watched Damian flirt with yet another girl who was only interested in his wealth. Damian was your best friend, you were the only person he tolerated when you were both younger which lead to a friendship. You had to admit Damian had gotten more attractive over the years, damn did puberty do him good.

But you weren’t the only who noticed his attractiveness, it seemed that every single girl had flocked to him, like he was a magnet of some sorts. You remembered that no girl would even look at his direction but now they were all falling at his feet. Of course Damian being himself, he enjoyed all the attention and wasn’t hesitant to flirt back. But you on the other hand did not enjoy his flirtatious behavior especially since you had a crush on him.

Damian began to walk toward your direction, probably tired of talking to the poor girl. “The way you flirt is shameful.” You said as he stood next to your locker.

“You don’t seem to mind it.”” He retorted with a shit eating smirk, “We do not flirt.” You sated as you shut your locker. He quickly scooped up your textbooks from your hands, he might be rude but you were still his best friend and he wouldn’t hesitate to help you.

“Oh god, I forgot we had algebra homework.” You groaned once the realization hit you, it was your second period class and you couldn’t possibly do it all in first period.

“We can skip and I’ll help you do it.” Damian proposed, you looked up at him with wide eyes, “Oh my god I could kiss you right now! You’re amazing!” You squealed gratefully, you quickly grabbed his hand and dragged him back to the library, you weren’t the best when it came to algebra but Damian excelled at it, like he does with everything. Damian blushed as you held his hand all the way to the library, everyone already thought you two were dating and it didn’t help that Damian had a huge crush on you.

He had been crushing you since the day you befriended him, he wasn’t the best at showing emotions nonetheless revealing them. So he had hid them from you and decided to flirt with other girls, he knew it was wrong but he couldn’t risk losing you so he settled for you taking the title of his best friend. But damn did he want you to be more than that.

“Damian are you even paying attention?” You asked, Damian eyes widened once he noticed that you were both in the back of the library already, he had been so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice.

“Pardon, let’s get started.” He helped you with problems you didn’t understand and corrected your mistakes, but every time you looked at him he forgot what he was showing you, the way you looked at him with a confused expression melted his heart.

Kiss me.” Damian said as you were midway through asking him a question, “and- what?” You looked up at him startled, he looked determined but his eyes screamed for an answer. “Damian I-”

“You don’t feel the same way?” You looked up at your best friend, the guy who you’ve known for a well portion of your life, the guy you liked. You closed the small gap between the two of you, not caring about your homework or how this could potentially lead to heartbreak. This could be the start of something great, the next chapter of your life, the beginning of a relationship, a-

“Both of you to the office, now.” You pulled back quickly, your eyes widening as you looked up at the angry librarian, well all good things come to an end at some point.

i know everything went down yesterday, BUT HOLY SHIT I’M SO PROUD OF MY CHILD

Miles is one of the most fucking amazing people I’ve had the pleasure of subscribing to on youtube. I hate to be the “lol i relate” person, but I had a connection so much of what they said in their coming out video. Hell, their videos gave me the courage to come out to my mom and have helped me so much. They deserve so much happiness and I hope that this is the beginning to an amazing next chapter of their story.

Congratulations, Miles McKenna. And thank you :D

harutaka in -over the dimension-

—their first interaction in the novel takes up most of the second chapter. haruka is supposed to be designing the enemies for the game they’re making for the school festival, but he’s spacing out and can’t think of what to draw—so takane starts yelling at him. haruka thinks to himself that he wishes she’d stop being so rude, particularly because he’s worried that no one will want to marry her because of it.

—they start talking about what kind of enemies haruka should create. he didn’t want to draw zombies like takane suggested, so they come up with a solution together. he’s happy and inspired when takane suggests they base them off animals instead.

—takane smiles at haruka, which he says makes him smile too.

—haruka came up with the game’s title the day before, but no one has voiced it aloud yet. he gets excited upon realizing that takane’s going to be the first one to say it.

—haruka notes that he’s happy takane inspired him in deciding what enemies to draw.

—he’s on a roll with designing the characters. the thought of takane being excited about it is his…….driving force, to say the least. says he “salivates” at the thought of it lmao and he blushes a little even. he wants to impress her and have her compliment him.

—haruka talks on the phone with kenjirou and thinks about how he’s having trouble creating the game’s final enemy. he gets excited suddenly, then asks kenjirou if he has a picture of takane he could borrow.

—haruka’s over at kenjirou’s house the week before the school festival to work on the game, and he’s spending some time with ayano. after she’s gone, he notes that there’s only one person his age that he feels comfortable around (takane.)

—he closes his eyes and euphorically images her—in very precise (and almost provocative) detail. he notes that he doesn’t need a picture of her, and he can imagine takane more vividly than any photo.

—he’s then overwhelmed by the urge to say her name out loud, and decides to since no one’s around. he starts to when there’s a knock on the door, at which point he feels embarrassed. (in the illustration he looks so blissful when he’s thinking about her omg.)

—kano comes in disguised as ayano. then asks haruka if he was thinking dirty thoughts just now. haruka freaks out and comments (almost guiltily,) that no, he wasn’t, then specifically notes that he was thinking about takane though.

—it goes on to the school festival in the next chapter, there’s a long description (which is honestly kind of on going throughout the whole chapter,) of haruka observing takane playing video games. he’s amazed and even inspired because she’s so good at them, and lives up to her title as “dancing flash ene”.

—not really too ~concrete~ in terms of harutaka but it was still really funny to me: takane calls haruka a dumbass for being as excited as he is, and he just agrees like HELL YEAH I’M A DUMBASS.

—haruka watches shin and takane face off in headphone actor, and notes that he’s feeling unexpected jealousy. he says he wants to be able to play games with takane, and make her feel as excited and “impassioned” as she feels right now.

—he congratulates her even though she lost.

—he comments again in his mind that he wants to play video games with takane, casually mentions it to shintaro, then gets incredibly excited at the prospect when shintaro offers to teach him how.

—later when he and shin are playing video games, shin says that haruka and takane should battle—but haruka still feels too inexperienced to do so, and he’s afraid that takane won’t wanna play against him again if he flat out loses to her the first time.

—in the next chapter, he and shin are at an arcade keeping an eye on momo—when takane calls haruka. takane tells him that it’s ayano’s birthday, and she’s throwing a party for her. haruka wants to attend but has to take care of momo first, so he can’t right now. he then lies to takane about where he is, because he knows that takane doesn’t like shintaro—and he doesn’t wanna put her in a bad mood for hanging out with him instead. after they hang up, he feels terrible for lying to takane.

—takane implies that she wanted to bring haruka to the arcade herself, and also teases him a little that he lost his chance to go with her.

—takane is at the arcade with ayano, and it turns out they’re gonna be facing off against haruka and shintaro in a tournament final. it’s haruka against takane, and shintaro against ayano.

—takane calls his and shintaro’s costumes freaky without knowing who they are (since they were wearing masks,) and haruka gets a li’l emo lmao.

—haruka realizes this is the first time he’s facing off against takane and gets nervous since he hasn’t mentally prepared himself.

—haruka only wins because he calls out takane’s name during the match……for some reason, and distracts her. takane isn’t mad later when she finds out he lied to her, but tells him not to lie to her ever again.

—towards the end of the chapter, takane gets flustered that he isn’t paying attention to her when she’s talking—he’s distracted thinking about how he’s going to die.

—at the beginning of the next chapter, he’s thinking about when he battled takane just because.

—shintaro comes and visits haruka at his house, he thinks about how he considers shintaro to be a good friend. haruka then says he’d also consider takane a friend, but doesn’t feel quite right about calling her that. he admits that his feelings for her might be love, but he can’t act on or even acknowledge the fact, because he knows he’s going to die.

—he goes for a walk later that night, he says he wanted to do something special before he dies. he thinks about how great it’d be if he and takane could face one another in the upcoming dead bullet tournament, and says it could be a precious moment of his life, and he doesn’t feel like it’s wasted.

—haruka’s last moments alive, spent with takane:

“The sounds around me seemed to echo mindlessly in my ears, and soon I could only pick up the barest nuances of Takane’s words. What did she say? I didn’t know. She sounded real sad, though.

Ahhh, I’m sorry, Takane. I’m really sorry. I’ve received so much from you, but I couldn’t give you anything in return.
I bet you’re angry about it. Well, you can be, if you want. You can punch me, even. If it helps you get over it, you can do anything you like.
Oh, but don’t take it out too much on people besides me. You might run into all kinds of wonderful people later on in life. You need to treat them with the care they’ll deserve. 
Yeah. That’s right. You’re a kind, gentle girl, Takane. You need to keep on smiling. You need to be happy. 

So, please, Takane. Stop crying…”


Disney’s DuckTales and Tangled: The Series Comic Books Coming This Summer

IDW Publishing Will Launch Comic Stories Based on the Animated Series

San Diego, CA (April 18, 2017) – Disney fans rejoice! DuckTales and Tangled: The Series are Disney’s latest animated TV series to make the leap from the small screen to the printed page with brand-new comics from IDW Publishing, in collaboration with Disney Licensed Publishing, an imprint of Disney Book Group, LLC.

First, DuckTales (woo-oo) returns! Featuring familiar favorite characters like Uncle Scrooge and Donald Duck, plus Huey, Dewey and Louie, this comic series will be modeled after the highly anticipated new animated series coming this summer, which has already been picked up for a second season in advance of its premiere. Their comic book tales will kick-off in a #0 issue this July for $3.99, providing the perfect jumping on point for both longtime fans and newcomers. Chances are, you’re already humming along to the catchy theme song as you read this!

This August, Tangled: The Series debuts as an original graphic novel collection titled ‘Adventure is Calling.’ In the novel, Rapunzel will embark on exciting new adventures with Eugene (FKA Flynn Rider), Pascal, Maximus, and her new friend Cassandra in a special adaptation of the series. The collection will feature 72 pages for $9.99, available everywhere comics are sold.

IDW Group Editor Sarah Gaydos said “We’re extremely excited to expand IDW’s relationship with Disney. There’s a lot of buzz surrounding both of these new animated series and we aim to live up to, and exceed, fan expectations.”

IDW’s history of publishing quality Disney Comics has been well established with such core titles as Walt Disney’s Comics & Stories, Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, Uncle Scrooge, and more, paving the way for DuckTales and Tangled: The Series to become your next favorite Disney Comic. This summer, Disney begins a new chapter in comics with IDW Publishing!

Cherry (Part 41)- wolf!jikook story

It takes Jungkook exactly ten minutes to slap on some clothes, squirt a bottle of cologne in every crevice possible to hide Yugyeom’s scent, and zoom across town to school. The seatbelt digs into his side as he drives, especially his aching hips, the place where Yugyeom and Jaebum had grabbed him most frequently during their threesome.

There are moments in Jungkook’s life that are permanently inked into the depths of his brain, from meeting Jimin to his first day of high school. Losing his virginity is an experience that will stay with him forever, like the lingering smell of perfume as someone walks past, pleasant and sweet. He knows it’ll be something he remembers when he shops for groceries, when he’s in the middle of taking a math exam, at the most random of moments.

Life changing experiences have that effect, after all.

With the seatbelt rubbing against his hips as he shoots down the road, Jungkook can’t help the colors and sparks appearing before his eyes, reliving the moment.

When Jaebum was fully in, he began rocking himself slowly, eyes locked on Jungkook’s. Whenever Jungkook winced, he’d still and kiss Jungkook’s lips, a hand caressing his cheek. The movements were so soft and loving that Jungkook wanted to remain on his back, Jaebum kissing him from above, forever. Doesn’t matter if he’s giving himself in; all that matters is how softly he’s talking to him, how his heart finally feels full of something other than Jimin.

Lying on his stomach, hands on the base of Jungkook’s cock, Yugyeom’s lips were around Jungkook’s tip, popping and licking the slit. When Jaebum had picked up the pace, his hands gripping Jungkook’s hips tightly as he thrust, Yugyeom had swallowed him whole.

“You’re so beautiful, Jungkook,” Jaebum kept whispering, hair messy from Yugyeom’s fingers.

“We love you,” Yugyeom said around his cock, Jungkook moaning at the building pleasure between his hips. “Well, I’ve always loved you. Don’t know about Jaebum here.”

“Shut up,” Jaebum growled as his nails dug into Jungkook’s hips, thrusting erratic. “I’ve always loved him.” The bed was creaking, Jungkook’s eyes beginning to tear and roll with every thrust against his prostate. Yugyeom was pinching his nipples, rolling them between his fingers as Jaebum’s grip tightened, pain intensifying the pleasure.

But that’s not what Jungkook wanted, it’s not what his body needed.

“Jaebum, Yugyeom,” Jungkook moaned, voice caught as his thighs began to shake. “Don’t-”

“What, baby?” Yugyeom asked with a kiss to the underside of Jungkook’s tip, looking up at him with those soft eyes.

“Please don’t be rough.”

The image scatters when the seatbelt scrapes against a deep bite on his stomach, a growl rumbling in his chest from the pain. It’s the one place Jungkook didn’t want marked because anyone who’s familiar with his scent will be able to detect the bite. Like one particular asshole who’s licked his belly multiple times and slept on the doughy skin when he was a child, who’s kissed his bellybutton and marked his hips daily.

However, if he misses another dance practice, Jimin will probably chase him down and drag him to practice himself, which means the Alpha will definitely smell Yugyeom’s syrupy scent on his skin. For a moment Jungkook considers driving off the road, content with crashing into the weeds and relaxing in the smoking remains of his car instead of facing Jimin, but he decides to slam against the gas pedal.

Since he’s three hours late, the principal’s probably blown up his parent’s phones, demanding where the hell their son is and why he isn’t attending his morning classes, but hopefully they’ll let him slip by with an excusable “stomachache.” It isn’t too farfetched since Jungkook’s stomach does hurt, either from the dicking he received last night or the nervousness punching his guts.

Luckily the side entrance doors are unlocked, and Jungkook easily slips in, breathing the familiar scent of erasers and gym socks. The school’s hallways are desolate, and Jungkook would’ve run if his hips weren’t stinging with every step.

When Jungkook steps into his fourth period English class reeking of cologne, hair unkempt and gross, the teacher doesn’t say a word as Jungkook slips into his seat and takes out his grammar notebook. Flipping to the page written on the board, Jungkook quickly jots down the assignment and gets started on the questions, fighting the urge to sink in his seat.

“Question twenty-seven asks, “What are the verbs in this sentence?” Does anyone care to answer the question?” the teacher asks, one of the over-achieving students raising their hand.

Something must’ve happened on T.V. or on someone’s Snapchat story for his classmates don’t stare him down or pay attention to the teacher. It seems as if everyone’s fingers are flying over their phone screens, lips barely moving as they mutter amongst themselves.

“I can’t believe he presented in the middle of his physics class,” one wolf whispers as the teacher repeats the sentence from her grammar book. Pencil stilling over the second question, Jungkook taps his eraser against his paper as he listens in. “I mean, it could’ve happened anywhere and it happens there! How embarrassing,” she continues, clicking on her phone. “People say he fell and knocked over a table full of test tubes.”

“I’m not surprised,” another whispers. “He always was odd. Hey, did you know that he apparently has this lover from another school? The dude’s an Alpha, which turned out good in the end, I guess. Means he can get pregnant.”

“I can’t imagine someone as crazy as him being pregnant,” a wolf giggles. “Or taking it up the ass. I thought he pitched.”

“How didn’t you know!? People have seen him getting it up the ass in the Mirrored Rooms.”

Sparing a glance at the wolves sitting behind him, Jungkook finds the two that were whispering. They have their phones out, the guy showing his friend a picture, her mouth popping open in shock. Facing the front, Jungkook shakes his head and begins on the third question. The individuals that enter the Mirrored Rooms are people he doesn’t associate with. Knowing that this wolf probably gets fucked twenty times in one sitting, he doesn’t care who’s presented. Probably some slutty wolf who can’t keep their legs shut.

“Now we can give him a proper name. Give it up for Taehyung, the school’s sluttiest Omega! Really, I don’t think he should’ve presented as an Omega, the poor dude…”

Jungkook doesn’t know if it’s the bell or someone shouting, but there’s something deafening in the room. It makes his tail curl and ears flatten, his vision beginning to blur. Without much thought he abruptly stands, grabs his shit, and ignores the teacher’s stare as he leaves the room.

There’s a tree outside the school where the smokers hang out, and it’s completely silent as Jungkook throws his books at the bark and sits underneath the swaying leaves, levelling out his breathing. The wind sways the tree’s branches, kissing Jungkook’s cheeks and ears as he sits there, breathing in and out.

Knees pulled up to his chest, he sniffs and watches the leaves dance as they descend onto the grass.

“After 21 incredible years, I have decided that now is the right time to finish my career as a professional footballer. Whilst I have received a number of exciting offers to continue playing at home and abroad, at 38 I feel now is the time to begin the next chapter in my life. I’m immensely proud of the trophies I’ve won, of representing my country over 100 times and of scoring more than 300 career goals.

I have many people to thank. I thank my parents for instilling in me the values of hard work, dedication and professionalism, values which I have carried with me in everything that I do. I am forever grateful for the support of my family, my wife Christine and my two daughters Luna and Isla. What you have given me off the pitch has always been my strength on it. I love you all very much. Also, my friends and my own team that have always been there for me. I would like to thank the amazing team-mates, coaches, managers and backroom staff that I was privileged to work with.

I’d also like to pay tribute to the clubs that I have represented. Firstly, West Ham United who gave me my debut in 1996. Thanks to the people there that believed in me at that young age. More recently Manchester City and NYCFC. I greatly enjoyed my last playing years at these two clubs and really appreciate the support I received from City Football Group and both clubs’ fans.

Of course, the largest part of my heart belongs to Chelsea, a club which has given me so many great memories. I will never forget the opportunity they gave me and the success that we managed to achieve together. It is impossible to give thanks individually to all the people that helped and supported me in my 13 years playing there. All I can say is from the day I signed until now and going forward, I’m eternally grateful for everything and to everyone. Chelsea fans gave myself and my teammates such incredible support. Their passion and hunger drove me on personally to give my best year after year. I couldn’t have done it without them.

Looking forward, I’m grateful to the FA for the opportunity to study for my coaching qualifications and I look forward to pursuing the off-field opportunities that this decision opens.”

-Frank Lampard


This was fun to draw~

Chapter 2: Renagade
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