the last chapter and the epilogue of yswtt have now, finally, been updated. <3
that‘s a wild little journey come to an end, wow!
when i first uploaded will o‘ the wisps, i never imagined myself writing and uploading chapters for a whole year—and i never once imagined that so, so many of you would love this universe so much and stick around for such a long time with the same unwavering enthusiasm! for that, thank you. i genuinely, genuinely, genuinely am so grateful! every single kudos, comment, ask and message you have left has made me so happy and giddy, and i can‘t say thank you, i love you&i appreciate you enough! i have met a lot of lovely people throughout this time, and i hope to be able to meet many more of you.
still thinking about cutie waiter kimi having a crush on MILF max and charles pretending not to be jealous but he probably was anyway
kimi is suuuch a cutie and so real for crushing on milf!max because wdym you wouldn‘t crush on max with his cute baby bump and blushy cheeks and blue eyes looking up at you?!??
it‘s so funny how charles claimed that he was not jealous of some young alpha kid thank you very much but you just know this was exactly him anytime kimi made hearteyes at max:
i‘ve decided to change it up a little last minute and now posted chapter 25 of yswtt, but we do still have another full chapter + epilogue open! (instead of 25 being the last chapter)
i felt like it would have been maybe a bit too much happening at once since this chapter alone is 20k. and i‘m not close to done with the rest of ch26 so far at all so i thought it would be mean to make everyone wait for that long.
big thanks to the lovely @brocedesmadhouse for sending me the idea that prompted this chapter and the one last little bit of angst!🤍💗
The gif you just reblogged made me think of yswtt Charles biting fists trying not to go CRAZYYYYY
(absolutely no worries regarding your other ask—no stress! you know i‘m no better with my own tags 😩 all the best!)
yesss!!! oh my god. you see. WAY too many thoughts about that in general!!! because charles really would be fuming it‘s nearly smoking from both ears as he‘s trying to be chill like yeah no he‘s fine he‘s so fine *lies*
just thinking omegaverse in f1……he‘d not like anyone picking up his omega like that, nu-uh! he‘s like yeah rico is max‘s friend but…that‘s not quite so friendly. he‘s literally lifting max like a little doll and manhandling him and max is all smiley and cute and flushed about it! charles will a) be standing there watching it with a 🙂 smile on his face while his body is vibrating from his growling b) you bet he‘s by max‘s side with a possessive hand on his waist whenever he can after because rico can take his big damn hands and put them on someone else‘s waist and not max‘s (he‘s also going insane about how little max‘s waist feels) and c) as soon as they‘re in private he‘s very thoroughly scenting max all over, like, really all over. (also thinking about charles being like i can carry you around like that too pfff to max being all big alpha with his ego hurt and max is amused like mh-hm. put yo money where yo mouth is. charles tries to manhandle and lift max during sex in a big cosplay of strength and max ends up with half of a concussion and charles with a sprained wrist or smth but mostly they just end up in a heap of naked limps in the moment hysterically giggling. charles has to admit that okay maybe he can‘t exactly lift max like that. only maybe. yet.)
ANYWAY yswtt—idk who would ever lift max like that in yswtt but you‘d best believe they/ or rico wouldn‘t even get that close without charles stepping in first—you wanna charge at max like that? surely not! but if there was rico to lift max like that you‘d see charles standing there trembling from barely concealed possessiveness and protective instincts like, externally he‘s 🙂 yeah that‘s cool 🙂 fun 🙂 and internally it‘s 👹 get your fucking hands off my max 👹 right now 👹 before i hack them off 👹 i got my glock on me rn 👹
max sees his poor alpha standing there looking seconds from exploding with instincts and quickly makes sure to soothe him before a vessel pops in charles‘ neck 🤣 charles for sure has his hands all on max for the next days. the audacity of someone else to put them on max like that!
edit: charles would also only accept that from someone he and max know well, like, no way in hell anyone he doesn‘t trust fully ever even gets that close to max to do anything like it in the first place. all their friends know the rule of not playing around with max unless you want the deadliest glare known to mankind slicing you apart from charles lol
i know you won’t update next chapter this week but i was wondering if you had written any drafts that we could take a sneak peek 🥺🥺🥺 get well soon by the way!!! love your work so much!!
i have 7k written, actually. which is all, uhm, *scratches head* pre-rut angst? heh.
but yeah, sure 🎃🧡
Max is still sat at the edge of the bed, watching Charles with concern and he just won’t go, and Charles bites his lip but pitiful little growls escape him anyway while he tries to not grind his hips into the bed but there’s Max‘s scent on every single piece of the nest around him, and Max is right there, the source of the wonderful scent that is usually heaven to Charles, but right now it might as well be hell at the same time because he wants it, he wants Max, but he can‘t have him. He shouldn‘t have him. He can‘t allow himself to have Max. He‘s already hanging on to the last threads of sane lucidness, the rational thoughts dwindling fast because before he could at least control himself but that control is slipping through the cracks of his sweaty fingers, palms digging into the bedsheets. Now he can‘t even control his hips anymore, trying to get any sort of relief on his hard, aching cock by grinding against the mattress and he groans, making himself turn onto his back so he can‘t do that because the more he gives into it, the less he can keep composure. If he even has any left.
„Charles,“ Max sighs for the umpteenth time, and even just his voice makes Charles twitch in his pants and want to reach out, tug the Omega closer, on top of him, he wants to bury his nose in that scentgland so hard he can taste his scent and he wants to bury himself inside of him, he wants, and this want is like a growling beast thrown into a cage but the door isn‘t locked, it‘s all open, he could just waltz right out.
„Please. The only person you‘re hurting and torturing here is yourself, Charles.“
The gulp Charles swallows down hurts in his throat as if it gets caught in the dry ridges of it. He presses his eyes close and determinedly doesn‘t look at Max. To feel his presence is enough to make his last resolve fray at the edges like a poorly sewn shirt.
„Max,“ he presses out through shut teeth, „Just go.“
There‘s movement by the end of the bed but Max‘s weight doesn‘t lift off the mattress.
„No.“ Max says, because he is fucking terrible like that and never listens and his lack of regards for his own personal safety is horrifying. „Charles. I won‘t leave you like this. Come on. If you‘re not—at least use the toys or something. You can‘t spend your rut like this, stop denying yourself now. This is just painful.“
„Max.“
„No, stop being an idiot. I will not watch you torture yourself like this.“
Charles makes a wounded noise at that, planting his feet onto the mattress to feel somehow grounded, although he‘s not. He‘s not grounded to reality by anything other than Max’s voice, his scent, his presence, and it shouldn‘t. It keeps him grounded and yet lifts him afloat all the same.
He can hold out like this, he tells himself.
Three days of some discomfort, he can take that. He can power through that. The toys won‘t help him with anything other than losing his comprehension and falling deeper into rut, only to realize that it doesn‘t bring him much pleasure, barely even release, and he doesn‘t—he doesn‘t want to even just imagine himself so deep into his rut that his body figures that the toys are not enough and there is something much better, someone much better right in this house, and he can‘t. He can‘t even imagine himself seeking out Max, all out of control, attacking him even. It sends a shiver down Charles‘ back of the unpleasant kind, makes him feel nauseous.
When suddenly, a warm, steady weight crawls on top of him and settles to sit on his hips, he startles, eyes flying open. His body immediately reacts, hips slightly bucking up and he barely even restrains his hands from shooting out—instead, he forces his hands up above his head to cling onto the headboard so he won‘t reach out and touch Max.
„Max,“ he growls panickedly, „Get off.“
„No.“ Max simply counters again, so fucking stubborn.
heyyy i just thought of something.. it is mentioned multiple times that charles has had partners before, and i was wondering if one of them would ever show up in a chapter?? like maybe max and charles are out grocery shopping or something and randomly meet one of charles' ex and max compares himself to them and feels insecure. maybe the ex is currently pregnant and max spirals a little bit 👀
anyway i also want to say i absolutely love the wotw verse you genuinely make me want to eat my phone everytime you post a new chapter
thank you so muuuch! but pls do not eat your phone babes ☝🏻🤨💗
also. i WOULD call you evil because why do you want to hurt my baby waby darling wotw max. but. but. also. i also, uhm, kind of had this idea too? (or maybe someone already presented it to me once? i have terrible memory i feel like a thief you‘re sending me ideas and i‘m like ahh this is cool i‘ll remark that it was one of your guys ideas in the notes when i post!! and then i forget. and i probs claim it as my own, like a thief, like a little squirrel, stuffing its mouth full of anon ideas and never giving any back.lol.if i ever stole anyone‘s idea i‘m so so sorry pls come here to whack me across the face and make me drop all the collected ideas from my little squirrel hands and mouth) ANYWAY past the point—yes, i‘m in an evil mood and i would write this indeed. imagine charles being all delighted and happy for the ex and max is standing there with a frozen smile, because, oh. it‘s already always an odd thing to meet the ex partner because it‘s like wow, my current partner loved this person before they loved me. hm. but in that context it would be so much worse—ugh. maybe….maybe……..
(also i‘m starting to see the pattern that somehow max and charles are always out grocery shopping when shit happens lmao like goddamn they can’t just grocery shop in peace can they (but grocery stores really are where you meet everyone you kind of don‘t want to meet so it‘s realistic lol))
