#Little Red Riding-hood!Tony

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Big bad wolf!Steve x Little Red Riding-hood!Tony (and Grandma!Fury lol) ✨

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For the moodboards 👀 Werewolf Tony and little red Peter 👀

The old legend says that the Stark werewolf clan will rule the forest - until a human kid comes into their forest on their own will, wearing red. The kid will tame the werewolf - and the world will change that day.

Tony heard this legend from his father, and his father heard it from Tony's grandpa, the words known by generations of Starks.

And everyone finished the legend with the same words: if the kid comes in your time, kill them before they tame you.

But when a pretty twink in a red hoodie appears on his path with an "Excuse me sir, I was trying to take a pic of squirrel and now my connection is lost and I don't know where I am-" Tony wonders - would it be that bad to get tamed?..

[kiki-shortsnout]

A little something I'm working on for the prompt Red for Ironstrange week. A retelling of Little Red Riding Hood.

Tony’s fingers came up to stroke the hem of his red cloak, remembering how he had cried as the tailor had cut the shawl and resown it to create his cloak and hood, a trial he needed to endure to undertake training as a novice.

Stephen looked over his shoulder at that moment, a quiet sigh parting his lips as some of his anger drained.

‘I am sorry for your loss. No child should go through life alone, but I once again ask you, if you did not bear witness to their attack, how can you be sure it was lycanthropes?’

He found himself frowning, wondering the reason behind Stephen’s questioning, and as he thought back, he realized that he had no such evidence. Their bodies had been wrapped up for the pyre before he could say goodbye, and it had been there he had said his final goodbyes.

‘Why seek out our aid if you are sympathetic to their cause? Four Hoods have been slain trying to keep you safe. You mock their sacrifice by implying they are anything but ruthless beasts.’

‘They were human once-’

‘The important word in that sentence being once!’ Tony snapped, taking an angry step forward. ‘Four comrades I have lost to savage teeth and claws, four friends who had those who loved them, dependents-’

‘And you saw their bodies? Saw the proof that it was a wolf who ended their lives?’ Stephen challenged, meeting Tony’s step with one of his own, his figure imposing as he loomed over him.

Here Tony paused, remembering the faces and the stories of good deeds of the four who had gone before him. However, he had not seen the bodies, had only borne witness to their death ceremonies, and had blinked away stinging tears as the smoke from the pyre burnt thick in his throat.

‘What you’re suggesting is treason,’ Tony hissed, even as his mind scrabbled to think of a time he’d ever seen wounds inflicted by a lycanthrope, a body that had not already been wrapped for their funeral rites.

‘You were the one who said he made up his own mind without prejudice or rumors. You are an intelligent human, do not allow fear and hearsay to cloud your judgement.’

Stephen realized his mistake a few heartbeats after Tony did, and his eyes closed in defeat, his head hanging forward so his chin could touch his chest.

Human.

‘When did I forfeit my life?’ Tony asked.

‘The moment you agreed to this mission,’ Stephen told him, lifting his head and crossing his arms over his chest.

Tony didn’t speak for a while, couldn’t do anything but stand in the sweet-smelling cabin, wondering who would attend his pyre, which novice would be promoted to sleep in his bunk in the barracks.

‘If I am already dead, do you mind if I have that tea you promised me?’

[hxntresses]

The man's words surprise Ruby somewhat, but also bring a hopeful smile to the girl's face. "I did?" How lucky! She didn't want to think about how differently things might have turned out had she arrived in this world anywhere else, surrounded by people unable to help her. However, this Tony Stark seemed to be used to unusual situations such as this one, so perhaps he really could help.

"—Oh, right, I should probably introduce myself, huh?" The silver-eyed teen rubs at the back of her head sheepishly. "My name is Ruby Rose. I'm a huntress. But, you— probably don't have Grimm here, so that probably means nothing to you..." This was going so well. "We fight against the Creatures of Grimm. They're soulless monsters that are drawn to negative emotions." And who were both controlled and created by her biggest enemy, Salem. She could only hope no Grimm had made their way to this world through similar portals...

"As for Remnant... That's the name of our world. But, that's... about all we know. Dust loses its power when it leaves the atmosphere, so... Oh! Dust is what we use as a power source. There's a lot of different types." Was any of this helping? She didn't know. "We have Aura too, and we can also unlock a special power called a Semblance. They're basically manifestations of our souls. Mine turns me into rose petals and lets me move super fast." She would give a demonstration, but... "It works... differently here, though. I don't usually just... teleport like that."

Tony could already feel how a headache started to form, this would be troublesome. But he could hardly kick out a kid, especially not one that clearly needed help and came from...well, outer space? Or an entirely different universe? Both were plausible options. Her place, Remnant, was just as unknown to him as Earth was seemingly to her.

"You're lucky you crashed into the workshop of one of the very few people on this planet who can help you." Depending on how things went he would need to give Strange a call. Maybe try to reach Thor as well, the demi-god might be able to help too. Same went to the Guardians, even if Tony would prefer to not get them involved. Quill only got on his nerves and Rocket would try to steal parts of his equipment and suits again.

Despite the upcoming headache he gave her a small smile. "Name is Tony Stark. And don't worry about things sounding weird, you wouldn't believe the things I've witnessed. Makes you more relaxed when it comes to such unusual visits like yours to be honest." A few years ago he would have freaked out for sure. And how could he not? It wasn't every day that a strange teenager crashed into his home.

"Would you mind telling me more about Remnant? If we want to get you home the first thing we should figure out is if your home is in this solar system or if we are trying to find an entirely different universe. I know from personal experience that the multiverse theory is true...and trying to find something there is way harder than anything thats....well here."

[drewadoodle]

Now is the time of year where I heavily advertise this hidden gem of a show. It's release aired only once on TV and then straight to VHS. Everyone I have shown it to has loved it. It was ahead of its time.

Looking at reviews of the time, its all negative. No wonder it didn't reair with this lame negativity. The complaints were that "its too long" (its 5 episodes) and "snow white isn't beautiful" (She's a big lady)... by todays standards it's normal, great even.

They have a dog as a main character.

My friends and enemies please cast your gaze upon...

The (mythical) 10th Kingdom (talked of only in myth)

It is free to watch with ads, no subcription necessary! Amazon Video has the better quality imo but again, you do not need prime to watch it there.

(Youtube) (Amazon)

Summary: Virginia and Tony, a father and daughter living in Manhattan, find themselves in a parallel universe where Snow White, Cinderella and Little Red Riding Hood are struggling to maintain order. Their kingdoms have been fragmented by trolls, giants and goblins.

Romcom fantasy adventure where the love interest is basically Ikemen Prince's Rio. That man is DOWN BAD!

Gif propaganda below cut

thanks for listening 🙏

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20k+ words:

If It’s A Highway: MCU+DC, Bucky Barnes x Jason Todd. Black humor, trauma recovery, and two emotionally stunted idiots falling in love. ~77k, explicit.

i've got a bulletproof heart, you've got a hollow-point smile: Sequel to the previous. Jason's POV, unpacking his issues with sex, consent, and his body. WIP, explicit.

All The Devils That You Don’t Know: DC+Marvel, Bucky Barnes/Jason Todd/Slade Wilson. Bucky is a sadist. Jason is Working Through Some Shit. Slade is somehow the most emotionally stable member of this threesome; nobody is more surprised by this than Slade. 37k, explicit. Now with sequels.

The “Marshmallow Crime Lords” series: DC+Marvel, Clint/Bucky/Jason. In which they’re gay and doing crime, but also, they’re cinnamon rolls. Mostly Batfam shenanigans, identity porn, and domestic fluff. Collaboration with @noxnthea!

Short fic:

A Brat By Any Other Name: Jason/Slade. PWP, basically: restraints, name-calling, bratty Jason, very reluctant daddy kink. Explicit.

Lost My Fear Of Falling: DC+Marvel, Jason/Dick, Clint/Bucky, past Dick/Clint. Pre-poly and feelings about growing up. Mature. And in the same 'verse, the poly negotiations: If You Fall.

Shoot Off : DC/Marvel, Clint/Roy + “hate” sex and banter. Explicit.

Kick Me Like A Stray: DC/Marvel, Roy Harper/Matt Murdock/Frank Castle/Bucky Barnes/Slade Wilson + werewolves and angst. Mature.

The Riot Squad, They’re Restless: fem!Clint/Bucky, pre-fem!Clint/Bucky/fem!Jason Todd + gender expression and punk rock. Mature. And in the same 'verse, You Belong To Me, I Believe - fem!Jason/Slade somnophilia, explicit.

Working On My Night Moves: Jason/Slade, smutty Supernatural-verse virgin!Jason. Explicit.

Guardian Angel of Gotham: Gen. Crowley and Aziraphale relocate. PG.

Boy Wonder: Gen, Criminal Minds crossover. Dick Grayson joins the BAU. G.

Straight On Til Morning: DC/Marvel, Bucky/Jason/Clint Mad Max fusion. Mature.

Mirror Mirror: DC/Marvel, Dick Grayson/Bucky + a blindfold. Explicit.

Show Me Your Teeth - Jason/Tim + Tim not realizing he was turned into a vampire. Mature.

Come Haunt Me: RedHood!Jason/Titans!Jason + self-cest as therapy. Explicit.

Star Spangled: DC/Marvel, Roy Harper/Steve Rogers + spanking. Mature.

The Neighbors & The Apology: DC/Marvel, Bucky/Clint with Jason watching. Explicit.

The Asylum, and Other Things That Won't Stay Buried: Gen, Tim & Jason-centric Old Kingdom books fusion. PG.

Vanilla: DC/Marvel, Clint/Slade + hair washing. Mature.

Got Lost In The Game: DC/Marvel, Jason/Roy/Clint + flirting, karaoke, and darts. Mature.

Close Your Eyes, Catch The Tide: Jason/Roy + Warped Tour AU. Mature.

Four Super-Soldiers and Tony Stark Walk Into A Bar...: DC/Marvel, Civil War fix-it, aka Deathstroke and Soldier Boy annoy Tony so much he forgets to be pissed at Bucky.

Big Spoon: DC/Marvel, Jason/Roy + helping the Winter Soldier detox. Mature.

Not-So-Little Red (Riding) Hood: DC/Marvel, Jason/Bucky/Clint + stockings, lingerie, and Halloween fluff. Explicit.

[adarkrainbow]

Little Red Riding Hood: The dark roots

My professional edition of Perrault’s fairytales (by Tony Gheeraert) includes a part discussing the oral variations of the tale, and the folkloric roots of this emblemetic “AT 333″ story. Now, Tony Gheeraert uses the work of Paul Delarue in his “Le conte populaire français” - which is a title hard to describe due to French terminology for tales being different from English ones, so I would hesitate between “The French oral fairytales” and “French folktales”. Anyway it is a study of the fairytales of France in their oral, folkloric state, and he noted that, due to the immense popularity and large spread of Perrault’s version it is hard for folklorists to fnd back the “original” folktales Perrault might have taken inspiration from - most variants collected are just influenced by or copies of Perrault’s tales.

HOWEVER Paul Delarue believes he found twelve variants of the story that were “untouched” by Perrault’s tale, or that stayed faithful to the roots of the story pre-Perrault - and it is from these twelve versions that he tried to reconstruct what the fairytale might have looked like before Perrault. He also managed to identify the region where this fairytale seemingly originate: it is a geographical region that geso from the Loire river to the Tyrol, passing by norther Italy and the northern Alps. It is thanks to this “reconstruction” of the original tale that we know for example that Perrault invented the “red chaperon”, this red headwear that would become the “riding hood” of the English version. But we also know a lot about what Perrault “cut off” or did not include...

For example, the “original” tale had several episodes that were much more sexual or repulsive - and that, if Perrault knew about, cut off for decency. Two episodes in particular are prominent: the “stripping” sequence and the “meal” sequence. In the first scene, before going to bed, the girl removes her clothes one by one, asking the wolf (or the werewolf in some variations) where she should leave them. Only for the wolf to answer “Throw them in the fire, you won’t need them anymore.” This discussion is repeated for each item of clothing - the apron, the dress, the corset, the shoes... The second scene shows the wolf not devouring the grandmother whole, but puts a bit of her flesh on a plate, and her blood in a bottle. When the little girl arrives at the house, the wolf-grandma encourages her daughter to “Eat some meat” from the plate in the cupboard (well, “la huche”, which is a different item where you store food, but you get the idea) and “Drink some wine” from the bottle. The little girl accepts her grandmother’s orders - only for a cat to suddenly insult her for “eating the flesh and drinking the blood of your grandmother!” (Usually the insult goes something like “Stink, whore who eats the flesh .. !”  These two episodes are notably present in “the original Little Red Riding Hood fairytale” that was presented by the Sandman comics, by Neil Gaiman - you can find my quick post about it here. 

It is also pointed out that Perrault did not invent the dark and abrupt ending of the girl being devoured, and that’s it - it is one of the two typical endings of oral variations and folk-variants of the tale. The other is one where the girl survives and escapes the wolf - but it is not the Brothers Grimm’s ending. This ending, where a woodsman saves the girl and her grandmother, seems to have been an invention of the woman that told the Brothers Grimm the tale, and lifted out of a popular theater play of the time - but more about that when I’ll look into the Brothers Grimm version. The “good ending” of the French folk-variants actually are about the girl escaping the house by pretending that she needs to go to the toilet, so to speak - she claims she either has to pee or defecate, and she cannot do it in the bed, so the wolf allows her to go outside to relieve herself, but she takes this opportunity to run through the woods and return home. 

Perrault also removed the typical motif of the “path of pins and path of needles”. I have talked about this prominent element of oral variations of Little Red Riding Hood here already. If you are not familiar with this: in oral variations of the story, when the wolf and the girl split path by the wolf’s injonction, the wolf asks the girl “Will you take the path of pins or the path of needles?”, and the girl answers one or another. The theory brought forward here to interpret this element is that the pins and needle refers to do different activites of women: the needles represent the work of weaving, while the pins represent ornaments and dressing up. So, the choice between those two paths could mean a “work VS play” division, or a “learning a trade VS pretty yourself up” (with possible vanity connotations?). But most importantly, the divide seems to be interpreted as choosing between the activites of a young child, and the actions of an adult woman. Though which is which stays unclear and is up for debate...

To complement that, I will bring forward the content of another book, which covers fairytale villains and how they evolve as a whole throughout children literature - and it has a little annex at the end covering the different versions of Little Red Riding Hood.

It highlighest the same differences talked about above, with a few additional elements. For example, there is here a different interpretation of the “path of pins and path of needles” : for Yvonne Verdier, these elements actually play in the sexual understones of the story. The pin is a symbol of “attachment”, that unites two things together, and thus it is a symbol of love (lovers notably exchanged pins as a gift) ; while the needle, with its hole, is a sexual symbol. And thus, this choice seems to be tied to puberty, and to the girl either having to go through the romantic road or the sexual one. Though Yvonne Verdier still highlights that this symbolism is not universal, since in several variations the name of the paths chance: “path of small stones”, “path of thorns”, “path of flowers”, “path of strawberries”...  The “cannibal meal” is also evoked here, but with yet a different variation - where the wolf doesn’t encourage the girl to just eat and drink, but actually asks the girl to cook the raw meat for the supper. Finally, the escape by invoking the need to go, let’s say answer nature’s call, is also mentioned here - but with an additional element. Usually in those versions, the wolf agrees to let the girl go outside, but not before tying to herankle a thread or a piece of wool, to keep her attached to the house. However outside she ties the thread to a tree while she escapes. And here, the book precises, two more variations occur: in one the wolf only realizes too late that his prey escaped, when she is already back one. In the other the wolf notices the trick and hunts the girl down throughout the forest - the girl encounters washerwomen doing their laundry by a river and she asks for their help. They use their laundry to build a bridge above the river fo the girl to cross, but when the wolf tries to do so too, they remove the cloth, letting the beast drown in the river. 

What is even more interesting is that the author of this book (Eva Barcelo-Hermant) puts in her book the oldest written version of “Little Red Riding Hood” she could find, which is a text of 1020, published in Latin by Egbert de Liège. It is a tale called “De Puella a Lupellis Servata” (the little girl spared by the wolf-cubs), which is found in a bigger book called “Fecunda ratis”. And the story basically goes as such: The narrator of the story says it is a tale known by peasants, and while it seems extraordinary, one must believe in it. On the day of the Pentecost, a man offered to a little girl a dress of red wool for her baptism - it was the same man that had held her during said baptism (aka, it was her godfather). When she was five, one morning at sunrise, the little girl wandered into the woods, unconscious of the danger. Suddenly a wolf attacked her and dragged her in the depths of the forest, up to his lair, where it left her for his cubs to eat. The cubs attacked her, but couldn’t harm her, so they rather caressed her sweetly. The child said “Little mice, do not tear my dress! It is my godfather that gave it to me for my baptism!”. The conclusion is: “God, who is their creator, appeases the spirit of wild beasts.”

As you can see, a strongly religious tale which a quite distant relationship to Little Red Riding Hood... But what is quite fascinating here is the fact that the religious nature of this old story can also be found in modern days Little Red Riding Hood. There is a LOT of religious context and subtext around this tale - in fact, I read some times ago an entire historico-literary article that dissected the religious roots, religious interpretations and religious re-writings of Little Red Riding Hood, and which highlighted how red dresses and red hoods were tied for a very long time to baptism outfits for children. Maybe I’ll dig back this article to post about it on this blog, one day.

[movies-to-add-to-your-tbw]

Title: Hoodwinked!

Rating: PG

Director: Cory Edwards, Todd Edwards

Cast: Anne Hathaway, Glenn Close, Jim Belushi, Patrick Warburton, Anthony Anderson, David Ogden Stiers, Xzibit, Chazz Palminteri, Andy Dick, Cory Edwards, Benjy Gaither, Ken Marino, Tom Kenny, Preston Stutzman, Tony Leech, Joshua J. Greene, Mark Primiano

Release year: 2005

Genres: comedy, crime

Blurb: Little Red Riding Hood is a classic story...but there's more to every tale than meets the eye. Before you judge a book by its cover, you've got to flip through the pages. The story begins at the end of the tale and winds its way back. Chief Grizzly and Detective Bill Stork investigate a domestic disturbance at Granny's cottage involving a karate-kicking Red Riding Hood, a sarcastic wolf, and an oafish woodsman.

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Pawpaw: How do you name your characters?

Sugar Maple: What's the sweetest part of your story?

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Hello! Thanks for the ask! (From this ask game)

Pawpaw: How do you name your characters?

Hm. Vibes? Generally speaking I use Behind the Name and its filters. Sometimes I go elsewhere or look up specific ethnic names. I sometimes go for meaning.

But sometimes, here is my process:

The Secret Portal

Lexi was dubbed "Alexia" in my fourth grade (age 10) creative writing project. I remember I went through an extremely elaborate process to naming her until I fell on that name. Unfortunately I don't remember how I did. In Draft Three (age 13) I tried out the nickname Lexi used by her sister and occasionally her friends, but in Draft Four I just called her Lexi and I preferred that for her (though her name is still Alexia).

Ash was originally named Aurora, but when starting Draft Four I had another OC in the project that later became SOTL named Aurora (she doesn't really exist anymore lol) and to avoid this I picked the first "A" name I thought of: Ashley. But I tried out Ash and realized I preferred it, so kept it consistent.

Gwen was the first G name I thought of, named because the friend she was originally based on wanted her name to start with that. Noelle came out of an inside joke. Rose was on a whim.

Maddie was Maddie because my sister chose the name. She also chose Kelsey. The names stuck, and I really like them.

Robbie I called Robert for a long time, choosing the name for an embarrassing reason (14 yo me was obsessed with Tony Stark) but the nickname fits him much better!!

Akash was chosen because I wanted less English names and selected Indian/Hindi on some baby name site. Obviously being an A name it was close to the top, but it meant "sky" and I laughed because I'd made him a flyer and I liked the name so kept it.

Carla was originally Carly and I don't remember how I picked the name or why I changed it. George was named after my grandfather. Why did I choose it for a young guy idk.

Ewan, Jazlyn, Wade, Parker, Tyler, and Sam were all chosen on a whim and I liked them so they stayed. Liam was originally named Seamus and I didn't like the name for him so I just looked up popular names in Canada and picked the one I liked. Niri was Stephen but I changed it for a similar reason: it wasn't working. Both characters have improved since I changed their name to something I was comfortable with.

Same is true for Hye-Jin and Gabriel, but the main reason I changed their names was they were Lucy and Luis - and with Liam and Lexi I hope you can understand why I didn't want so many four letters, two syllable L-names.

Jedi I picked because I found it on a baby name site. Carmen was on a whim.

Most other names were like that for TSP so I'll stop now. Basically the gist is most of them I picked on a whim, but then I changed the ones I didn't want by usually going to Behind the Name and filtering by ethnicity and looking for something I like.

School of the Legends

Much simpler to describe/harder to choose:

1) pick the name that they are in the fairy tale. Example: Jack (all Jacks)

2) pick a name that means the same as the name in the fairy tale but in another language. Example: Bai Xue (Snow White)

3) choose an ethnicity and look at all the meanings and pick one that's close to the character they represent. Example: Saira (Red Riding Hood, means "traveler")

4) pick a name with a good meaning tied to the character they represent. Example: Azraq (Little Boy Blue, means "blue")

Sugar Maple: What's the sweetest part of your story?

Any moment where it's 2+ characters (usually 2) doing something really sweet for the other (e.g., Kelsey giving Maddie an amigurumi tiger for no reason) or comforting the other (e.g., Gwen giving Akash a hug and a kiss on the forehead when he's crying).

TSP is made up of nothing but corny comedy, angst, and soft ass moments. It's honestly hard to pick a favorite, which is kind of lame lol. But these silly kids loving each other just gives me a lot of joy!

Thanks so much for the ask! Sorry this was a long read lol

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Werewolf Masterlist

A Wolf in the Fold (ao3) - cakeisnotpie clint/phil, steve/bucky E, 81k

Summary: The brush rattled and Clint came to a halt, listening for any sounds from the missing teens. The normal nighttime rustles of leaves and insects were all he heard. Two more steps in the direction he was heading and the wolf slunk out of the shadows to block his way. A beautiful silver and black timberwolf, the largest Clint had seen, sat on its haunches and tilted its head as it looked Clint over with big blue eyes.

“Okay,” Clint said. He slowly stepped back, keeping careful watch on the animal. “I’m no danger to you. Just head on off on your wolfy way.”

The wolf yipped and shook its head as if disagreeing with Clint.

A growl issued from the wolf’s throat; Clint frozen as moonlight reflected off those eyes that saw everything. The wolf walked back until Clint could see the grey tips of its ears flick forward and back. With a quick bark, it turned and loped South, pausing to look back at Clint.

“I must be fucking crazy,” Clint mumbled to himself. “This isn’t an episode of Lassie; Timmy’s not down the well.”

Cat Nipped (ao3) - Akira_of_the_Twilight bucky/tony T, 71k

Summary: When cats and dogs collide there is bound to be trouble.

Collared and Bound (ao3) - antigrav_vector steve/tony E, 2k

Summary: This is utterly self-indulgent trashy supernatural romance fic with trashy smut. You've been warned.

Cut Your Wolf Loose (ao3) - AnonEhouse steve/tony T, 839

Summary: Tony and Steve take a fluffy werewolf day off in the woods.

Finders Keepers (ao3) - MarvelousMenagerie (HiddenOne) steve/tony E, 2k

Summary: Tony finds Steve's shield in the woods while on his way to their lunch date. CapWolf has taken a quick run around the forest, and he isn't prepared for the way his Little Red Riding Hood is dressed.

For the werewolf has sympathy (ao3) - putthechocolatedown steve/tony, bruce/clint E, 10k

Summary: Tony gets stuck in the Savage Land and meets a wolfman named Steve and his pack.

Into the Open Air (ao3) - SilverSlashes bucky/steve/tony E, 30k

Summary: A Stuckony story based very loosely on the myth of the faoladh, or Irish werewolves, and the song Into the Open Air, from the Brave soundtrack.

Steve is a werewolf missing his mate. Tony is a retired hunter desperate for a cause to take up. They're both looking for something out in the idyllic, Victorian Irish country-side. They both find it. But the entanglements of love and honor, the bonds of pack and family, and the capricious nature of fate and forgiveness could force three hearts together or tear them all apart.

Killing Monsters in the Rain (ao3) - snoozingkitten steve/tony M, 19k

Summary: Tony is a werewolf in name only, he’s also a genius and a playboy and the Lord of the house of Stark. When he’s forcibly reminded of his heritage by a crash landing in the East River Forest things go a bit differently than he’d expect. Fantasy AU

Man is a Wolf to Man (ao3) - Sineala steve/tony T, 4k

Summary: When Antonius is falsely accused and convicted of murdering an ambassador, he is condemned to death by the wild beasts of the arena. But the wolf sent to kill him is something rather more than he ever expected.

Sharp Teeth, Warm Heart (ao3) - Sineala steve/tony T, 952

Summary: This time it's Tony who's a wolf.

Sniff (ao3) - Shi_Toyu bucky/tony T, 19k

Summary: When Bucky's Wolf takes control and follows a tantalizing scent, it leads to a few interesting situations with a certain genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.

The Ballad of The Three Legged Werewolf (ao3) - orphan_account steve/bucky E, 84k

Summary: Funny how the perfect time to begin again is right after you realize everything you had is gone. After being a test subject and a weapon in the hands of the humans for fifteen years, Bucky is finally free. His first order of business is finding his own kind and maybe some answers about the holes in his memory. When he meets the pack's First Alpha, he quickly realizes there is something irresistible about him that has nothing to do with his pack standing. With mating season on the horizon, it's time to pick a partner and he knows exactly which alpha he'd like to keep his den warm. Now if only he could remember how seduction works.

The Law Runneth Forward and Back (ao3) - Sineala steve/tony T, 11k

Summary: It's been three weeks since Tony saved Steve's life at Mount Rushmore, and they're not talking about it. It's going to drive Tony insane. But they've got bigger problems, because Nightshade has turned Steve into a werewolf. Again. And all Steve seems to want is to be near Tony.

The Pack (ao3) - bondboy68 (trans_seberian) steve/tony T, 3k

Summary: The Avengers are a werewolf pack. Everything has been going great until Tony starts developing some new feelings toward their Alpha that could lead to a dangerous situation.

The Werewolf and the Hunter (ao3) - Boogs bruce/clint M, 11k

Summary: Based on a prompt on tumblr Simply stating 'Werewolf Soulmate AU'

Bruce wakes up one day after turning into a werewolf, only to learn that his best friend Clint had been a hunter for years. Thankfully he's more than willing to help him but things turn strange when everything about Clint just suddenly seems...right.

Oh, yes, and also there are a lot of trained professionals trying to kill him and other werewolves. That is also important.

Turn Around (Three Times Before Lying Down) (ao3) - kellifer_fic steve/tony, clint/phil M, 15k

Summary: Everyone knows that Tony Stark is a playboy, billionaire philanthropist, but what they don’t know is that he’s also a werewolf. When a government agency known as SHIELD finds out, they use this information to force Tony’s hand and bring him into a new elite lycan field team, codename The Avengers Initiative.

Suddenly Tony finds himself playing host to a bunch of lycans, a misplaced God of Thunder and an experimental supersoldier that isn’t as dead as everyone assumed. Can his week get any worse?

What Lies Inside (ao3) - Penumbren steve/tony E, 21k

Summary: When the Avengers discover Captain America in the Arctic sea, they find more than just a new team member: Tony Stark discovers his fated mate. The problem is, Steve Rogers is a man out of his own time and apparently straight, and Tony's not about to force anything on the man he loves--even if it means his own death. Besides, Tony's spent his entire life keeping secrets. How can he possibly tell Steve that he's really Iron Man, let alone a werewolf?

You Know Where To Find Me (ao3) - a_sparrows_fall steve/tony G, 31k

Summary: After an Avengers mission goes awry, Steve takes a leave of absence from the team, and he and Tony part on bad terms. But then Steve gets turned into a werewolf, and he finds his shapeshifting linked to his feelings about Tony, who’s had a terrible accident. If Steve never sees Tony again, will he be stuck in wolf form forever?

A closely-canon compliant 616 Capwolf story.

[ao3feed-sambucky]

почему у тебя такое большое сердце?

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/yavebQT by RedSamhain Поговаривают, что любопытство сгубило кошку; Сэм и сам чувствует себя погубленным, когда его глаза встречаются с глазами одного из вошедших мужчин. Серо-голубыми, цвета октябрьского неба. Голова Сэма идёт кругом; мир переворачивается, и он словно падает прямиком в облака, с размаху, глубоко, позабыв, как дышать. Words: 4184, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Русский Series: Part 2 of и жили они долго и счастливо... Fandoms: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Tony Stark, Steve Rogers Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson Additional Tags: Minor Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Alternate Universe - Little Red Riding Hood Fusion, Werewolves, Idiots in Love, Getting Together, Minor Matt Murdock/Natasha Romanov, Jealous Sam Wilson, little angst, Awkward Flirting read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/yavebQT

[under-the-sea33]

Fairytale Masterlist

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cinderella ~ glass mask - harry potter

summary: harry meets a mysterious maiden at the yule ball, and is determined to find her with only a mask

'i know you, i walked with you once upon a dream'

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the little mermaid ~ siren song - draco malfoy

summary: y/n is prepared to do anything, and everything for the boy she loves, even if it means sacrificing everything for the tormented blonde through the glass

'secrets i have held in my heart, are harder to hide than i thought'

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snow white ~ poison my heart - mattheo riddle

summary: after y/n runs away leaving a lover and her past behind, the weasleys take her in. but sometimes only true loves kiss can save the day

'its astronomy, we're 2 worlds apart'

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sleeping beauty ~ frozen love - steve rogers

summary: a love frozen in time.

'long live all the magic we made, and bring on all the pretenders, one day we will be remembered'

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beauty and the beast ~ scars - remus lupin

summary: remus lupin never was the beast. he always was the beauty.

'i would never again until i found her'

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princess and the frog ~ padfoot - sirius black

summary: sirius gets stuck as a dog, and only a true loves kiss can save him

'its a love story, baby just say yes'

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little red riding hood ~ milk and honey - tom riddle

summary: y/n goes to visit her grandmother until she is intercepted by a wolf in sheep's clothing with honey eyes and milky, supple skin

'you could poison poison, you're the worst'

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aladdin ~ wishing star - tony stark

summary: tony wishes on a shooting star to be able to give y/n the world

'money, money, money, must be funny in a rich man's world'

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rapunzel ~ pretty little lies - pietro maximoff

summary: y/n finds out she has been lied to her whole life and is asgardian royalty

'cause we are living in a material world, and i am a material girl'

[journeydb]

October 31 2023 Barcelona

Happy Halloween! This afternoon we had a community costume party at the community center at our Illa de la Llum apartment complex. People really dressed up, kids and adults alike! There were witches, pirates, Spidermen, clowns, ghosts, pumpkins, and firefighters, as well as many other creative costumes. The committee running the party did a great job decorating and they also laid out an amazing spread of food that people had donated. I couldn't eat a single thing.

The little ones were adorable and some took it more seriously than others. I think these girls are supposed to be black cats, don't you?

Oscar and Michael's girls took their picture with me and I was impressed with their costumes. The twins, Valentina and Paula are preteens now and a lot more serious than they used to be and their "little" sister, Julieta, who is nearly as tall as Valentina, is always trying to keep up with them. Me? I'm just a kid at heart so Little Red Riding Hood seemed perfect for me.

Oh my gosh, the baby angel and toddler Batman were so cute!

I had just enough time to go home and make dinner for Bruce before the Trick or Treaters arrived. First they stopped at our neighbors' door, where the dad, Keko had rigged up a very scary light show. The kids loved it and I actually heard a few kids scream.

The kids were all so excited to Trick-or-Treat in our complex, where we usually have about fifty kids show up at the door. I had mostly small toys and trinkets for them because I don't believe in giving out lots of candy, but I also did have a few dark chocolate mini-bars without too much sugar.

As the night wore on the kids got older, so by the time we ran out of candy and toys, I turned out all the lights and wouldn't answer the door.

As Bruce and I left for the party at our friends Carla and Carlos's place, we stopped at Oscar's. I had bought a woodsman costume for Bruce and he didn't want to wear it so I gave to Oscar earlier in the day. It turned out to be pretty scary with the wolf mask he already had so we staged a photo with The Big Bad Wolf menacing Little Red Riding Hood and it turned out to be rather convincing.

By the time we arrived at Carla's place, everybody had been eating and drinking for a while and the sangria was flowing and the karaoke was loud, but we all had fun with it, even the husbands.

I'm not sure what the "stick your tongue out" move on Branka's part was all about but Mafe (Maria Fernanda) looked happy and Carla's dog looked bored.

Pepi, Fernanda, and Carla got a little carried away with the groping scene and it looked like the color scheme for the costumes was black and red, so I guess I fit in, kind of.

Araceli and Angie fit right in and Javier was dressed to save everyone's Souls, so we were in good company.

The guys usually don't like to dress up and Toni and Bruce were no exception but whoever was under the scary mask, and I think it was Carlos, didn't read the playbook.

Michele's mother, Iria, looked lovely in her Day of the Dead costume. I'm still not sure what Araceli's costume was supposed to be but the thing on her head looked like a spider.

I'm not good at karaoke, especially in Portuguese, but I did my best to sing along with everyone else. Michele was the best and had the sultry voice to be able to pull off the Latin pop and jazz songs.

If there is one mixed drink I like here it's definitely sangria and Carla makes a yummy pitcher with lots of fruit. I might have had a couple of glasses but I felt like it was more. Bruce wasn't complaining.

It was one of, if not the most fun Halloween parties I've been to in a long time but by the witching hour I was ready to call it a night while the rest of them partied on. Even the kids here stay up later than I do!

Yes, there WERE children at this party but none of them sang karaoke, to my knowledge. Iris is a pre-teen now and her devil costume was not appropriate because if there has ever been an angel child, she is it. Julia made a good witch but, apart from a few meltdowns I've heard she has had, she's a really sweet little girl, so that costume was off base. Of course, it's Halloween, so people are supposed to dress up like someone else, especially their alter ego.

I didn't know the other girl, I think she was a friend of Santiago's and I don't even think she was wearing a costume, but Santiago was his usual mischievous self. He seemed to be sans costume also, unless there was some significance to the t-shirt that I missed.

Iris has always been like Julia's big sister. Since their mothers are best friends that makes sense. They are both getting SO tall and they aren't really little kids any more, either. Iris just turned twelve in September and Julia turned nine in July. Iris is taller than I am and Julia will be by the time she turns ten next summer. It always happens that the little ones are taller than I am by the time they are ten!

[fitchersvogel]

Hi! And to answer your question, nope: "legends"* are a specific type of folk narrative, and all folk narratives are best distinguished from formal (often commercial) storytelling modes like literature/movies/etc by how they circulate, not what they contain. Like I said above, folklore means "traditional, informal, exhibits dynamic variation"; literature--which fanfic is--has a stable text, and is the work of a particular author in their own words.

King Arthur is a legendary figure--as in, stories about him were (probably) circulating out in the wild in the medieval period. HOWEVER, Chretien de Troyes' poem Lancelot is NOT folklore: it's a formal piece of literature that draws upon both pre-existing literature (like Geoffrey of Monmouth) AND folk traditions (probably). Robin Hood is also a figure of legend, but Disney's cartoon Robin Hood (1973) is a formal, stable text that, again, draws upon existing folk traditions. Chretien, and the Disney company--like Toni Morrison, or Marion Zimmer Bradley, or Angela Carter--are using folk narratives as a springboard to tell their own specific stories. "Little Red Riding Hood" is folklore; Carter's "the Company of Wolves" is not.

Lynne McNeill makes a distinction between elite, popular and folk cultures that I think might be useful here. These categories are not value judgments, but are about distribution contexts and assumed audiences. Elite culture (formal, stable) is aimed at an educationally (and often economically) privileged audience, and is (often) distributed through rarefied, prestigious channels like art-house film studios, museums, and literary fiction publishing; popular culture (formal, stable) is aimed at a mass audience, and is distributed through mass media-commercial channels; folk culture (traditional, variable) is passed person-to-person, through informal channels like word of mouth or social media. All three layers of culture pass stuff between them: the examples you gave--King Arthur and Robin Hood--come from folk culture, but have been used in various elite and popular culture contexts. It goes in the other direction too: think of the "Philosophers Talking" meme, which uses an elite work of art (Raphael's School of Athens) in a folk context (Tumblr reaction image). Likewise, the characters of Batman and the Joker are from pop culture (comics, movies, DCEU), and have been adopted by folk culture (like the song parody "Jingle Bells, Batman smells," or "we live in a society" memes). These categories aren't perfect or all-inclusive, but as broad descriptions of distribution contexts, they're useful.** (Most of us engage with all 3 levels throughout our lives: we read elite lit in school, watch popular movies, and share folk memes with our friends.)

So, like, the very basic process of using a pre-existing character to tell a story can be found in all three layers of culture. King Arthur and his knights come from folk culture, but appear in elite art (Wagner's Parsifal), pop culture (Marion Zimmer Bradley's The Mists of Avalon), and, yes, folklore (legends about King Arthur sleeping under a hill). But just because this process can occur in folklore doesn't make every single instance of that process folklore. John Updike's novel Gertrude and Claudius (elite) is based on the literary text Hamlet (elite, but pop in Shakespeare's day): this is literature-to-literature communication, not folklore. Fanfic, likewise, is literature (movie, tv show, etc)-to-literature communication. Now, fanfiction does occupy a rather weird space: it's definitely circulating in a folk community (informal), but, as I said above, the fanfics themselves are formal, stable texts with specific authors. With a gun to my head, in McNeill's schema I'd probably say fanfic is a pop-culture product (stable text being mass distributed through AO3), that, whether out of preference or necessity, is not published commercially.

Fan culture has both formal literary elements (fanfic), but also informal folk elements (fanon, memes, jokes, gossip). Fanfic, just like every other genre of literature, can draw on folk culture (like fanon), and also elite/popular culture (like canon), but a fanfic isn't a "legend" any more than Disney's Robin Hood is a "legend."

Commercial/non-commercial is a common dividing line between elite/pop and folk, but it doesn't account for everything--fanfiction, obviously, but also plenty of folk "culture bearers" were/are professional bards or storytellers. This is why we focus on the stability of the text, individual original authorship, and the distribution context to determine where something belongs.

*Legends are folk narratives that are told as believable: they're presented as taking place in real time and space, involving real or "real" people. This distinguishes them from myths (sacred narratives) and folktales (folk narratives told as fiction). I talk about this more extensively here.

**When talking about pre-modern societies, it can be tricky to separate elite from pop, or pop from folk: when very few people are literate, written texts are by definition elite, even if we know they're retelling folk narratives. Likewise, it's hard to talk about pop culture before mass media. OTOH, one could argue that a lot of church art--all those paintings and stained glass depicting Bible stories for their mostly illiterate parishioners--could be seen as pop culture: stable texts (art) made commercially (by a paid artist) and distributed formally (in a church) from a singular source (artist commissioned by The Church) to a general audience. I also mentioned that Shakespeare was pop culture in his day: anyone with a couple pennies to spare could go see a play, literacy not required. (This is why playwriting was often considered a less highbrow art than, say, epic poetry.) So movement and borrowing between layers is definitely possible, but we need to look at the larger social context to get an accurate reading of what the layers even are.

(On a slightly different note, the Christian Gospels are, in their current form, about as Formal and Official as you get, but the fact that they contradict each other indicates their folk origins--they display the variability of oral narrative. The Gospels codify and freeze several specific oral myths about Jesus into formal, stable texts. Check out Alan Dundes's Holy Writ as Oral Lit for a discussion of this.)

to make sure we have all our bases covered, can you tell me why fanfic isn't folklore?

like... no

or more specifically, i don't know that much about folklore like. on the whole. i would say that i think fanfiction like... is usually not so much a retelling as a new creation, so it doesn't feel like folklore to me. but like... yeah i know some of our followers know more about folklore too if anyone wants to comment

[tenaciouspostfun]

Theater Review.

"Once Upon A One More Time" at the Marquis Theatre is much like "Bad Cinderella" and "&Juliet"; they are all juke box musicals. Out of the three, "Once Upon" will probably fair better as a show than the other two (Bad Cinderella closed already). While "& Juliet" had some really good songs to it, "Once upon" has songs written by Britney Spears, a huge star that has sold over 70 million albums worldwide. It also has two really big stars in it: Adam Godley and Jennifer Simard.

 The shows premise is the princesses from children's books... Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, Little Mermaid, Princess Pea, Esmeralda and Belle. Little Red Riding Hood, Gretel and Goldilocks too make an appearance in this potpourri of a plot. The Narrator (Adam Godley) tries to steer the story of Cinderella but he gets push back from the princesses because OFG, a very good (Brooke Dillman) tells the girls that they have a right to think for themselves, it goes against the "Scroll Club" that all in fairy land attend.

 While the plot is questionable at best, songs like "Baby One More Time", "Work Bitch", "Circus", "Oops!... I Did It Again", "Cinderella", "Crazy", "Toxic" (the evenings best) and "Til the World Ends" will make you forget this cheesy of a story.

   The direction and choreography by both Keone and Mari Madrid were well done in that they keep the action moving throughout the two hours and fifteen minute show. Anna Fleischle's scenic design too is outstanding throughout the evening. From make believe to the realism, Fleischle has us marveling at her incredible staging. What is not so great is Jon Hartmere's book and Loren Elstein's costumes. Hartmere gets lost in the "woke" and he goes deeper and deeper as the show goes on, it leaves the audience just focusing on the singing and dancing by the night's end. Elstein goes from garish to the absurd in the costuming. She uses to many bright colors that not only don't match, but are painful to look at. In Kenneth Posner's lighting you get a suburb compliment to the evening. A multitude of colors make the stage pop; it works nicely with the sets.

 Why I think that this musical will thrive is that in spite of the bad story, it has great songs and very good acting going for it. Godley and Simmard are right now some of the best actors on Broadway, Godley (The Lehman Trilogy), Simmard, (a two-time Tony Winner). Also strong in the show are: Justin Guarini (Prince Charming),a very good singer as well as actor, Brooke Dillman, funny and charismatic Briga Heelan ( as Cinderella marking her Broadway debut); Aisha Jackson (Snow White) and Ryann Redmond (Belinda).

 "Once Upon A One More Time" wavers from really good too really awful, I'm betting that the good points of this show will carry it on Broadway for a while to come.

 

 

 

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[blushing-starker]

Little red riding hood and his big, bad wolf

So you're attacked by a ferocious monster in the woods while traveling to your grandmother's house and you don't know what to do. Well, fuck, neither does Peter.

He gasps, head thumping against the ground, can't even think of screaming because a wolf twice his size is on top of him, growling and sniffing his neck and talking. The wolf is talking?

"Oh, shit, you're not my daughter. Crap, I'm sorry. My little girl likes to play hide and seek and she wears a red cloak just like this one. Are you ok?" Dark eyes peer into his face, take stock of his flushed cheeks and bulging eyes; widen with realization.

"I'm crushing you, right, ok, let me move." The wolf, dark haired and beautiful, rolls over, sits beside him and Peter inhales deeply, lungs finally working. He unties his cloak, strips off his shirt and claws at his rib, checks for any damage. There's a bruise on his shoulder that's shaped like a paw, covers half his chest in red and pink. A wet nose drags along his torso, pokes at trembling muscles.

"Did I break something, little one? I can get the witch of the woods if I did. You don't look so good." The wolf stops touching, paces around him. Peter breathes in, breathes out. He's fine, it's fine. Remember your manners, Pete. Be nice to the clearly worried, talking wolf that could eat you in four seconds flat.

"I'm ok, I think. Just a bit scared, is all. Um, could you help me to my grandmother's house? I'm not sure I could make the trip alone." He doubts he can even walk without puking or having a panic attack mid trip. If there's someone next to him, his social anxiety won't let his sanity crumble. Much.

The wolf blinks at him, fluffy tail swaying slightly. The thing is longer than his arm. Stronger, too. "You're not going to run away screaming?"

"Well, you offered to help."

"Yes, to be polite. I honestly thought you would just get up and then sprint into a tree, maybe. After all, anyone would be scared if they had a run in with me. I'm the forest king."

"And a wolf. A very big, very strong wolf that talks."

"Yes, that, too." The wolf, well, smiles, sort of? His lips peel back, reveal teeth sharper than his grandmother's needles and significantly scarier, but no growling comes. No hunched shoulders, muscles contracting and ready to be put in use as he's mauled. There's just a wolf, sitting on his haunches with his tail swinging and teeth bared.

Peter hesitates, pats the humid nose. Giggles when the wolf's eyes go cross when he tries to stare at Peter's hand.

"Did you pat my nose like a dog?" It shouldn't be hilarious, the way the wolf sounds utterly insulted and disgusted. It shouldn't be funny, but Peter's lost his mind and sense of logic.

"You're from the same family, aren't you? You're a canine. A canine twice my size that just tackled me and frightened me half to death, so excuse me if I treat you like a dog." Peter's voice cracks and he looks away, won't cry in front of a stranger. Could wolves be considered strangers if they weren't human?

"I'm sorry I frightened you, little one. It wasn't my intention. Come on, I'll take you home."

"You won't eat me?"

"You're not even half my weight; you'd be a snack, at most. You're fine." The wolf licks his hand and shoves his clothes at him with a giant paw, offers his head so Peter can balance himself while standing up. He slowly drapes his shirt over his shoulders, hangs tight to soft fur.

"You won't button them up?"

"I'm too tired to think properly, so no, Mr Big, Bad Wolf, I will not be buttoning up my shirt." He does clutch at the red cloak, breathes in the smell of home. He can freak out in grandma's house, he can scream and cry and roll in the ground as much as he wants. Just have to get there. Without crumbling to the ground.

Peter takes one step and falters, knees buckling. The wolf goes with him, lies down flat next to his hunched body. "I apologize, Mr Wolf. I don't think I'll be going home." The laugh that leaves his throat could also be described as a sob.

"Get on."

"What?"

"I'll give you a ride. It's the least I could do, scaring you like that. And thanks to you, I can boast about my terrifying talents to my friends. The most powerful wolf in the woods. Another title to brag about when I go to the village."

"The village? Don't you live here?" The wolf chuckles, shakes his head. Looks at him as if he's said the most hilarious joke in the world. Peter huffs, pouts like a child.

"Don't look at me like that."

"Come on, it's funny."

"How is it funny?"

"That you think I live here. I'm a werewolf, little one. That's why I can talk. It's a waning moon tonight, so I'm more man than wolf right now. Now, get on. The sun will be over us soon." Grumbling about haughty wolves and not quite believing that's what he's doing, Peter settles on a broad back; clings to dear life when the wolf rises and oh God, they're high up.

"We're, um, a little high."

"I'm a wolf, what did you expect? Hang on tight and just enjoy the ride. What does your grandma's house look like or smell like?"

Peter thinks about it for a moment, grins at his fondest memory from when he was five. "It's a house made of candy, but it always smells like cookies to me." When he confessed his favorite treat was chocolate cookies, his grandmother enchanted her home so it would seem like there were cookies in the oven whenever he came by.

"Your grandmother wouldn't happen to be a witch, would she?"

"She's the grandest witch this side of the forest."

"Ah, of course she is. Relax, little one. For now, you are safe with me."

Luckily, he relaxes. Unluckily, he relaxes so much that when the wolf gets to his grandma's house, Peter is fast sleep. When he wakes up to the smell of cookies and a bump on the back of his head, his grandmother laughs at him, teases Peter for getting the forest king's attention.

"I couldn't make sense of it, my grandson drooling on the king's fur, hands gripping him tight. I nearly woke you up with my giggles, I swear. And his face! He was so pleased with himself, said it was an honor; said he'd boast about being the most silent night runner in the world to his friends. I helped you down and do you know what he asked me to do?"

Peter peeks an eye open from his spot on the bed, body pinned to the mattress with furs and thick blankets. He had gotten cold, apparently; had complained because nothing felt as warm or comforting as the feel of fur under his hands. Well, that's what his grandma said he did.

"What did he ask you?"

His grandmother chuckles, stirs her black cauldron. "He told me his name is Tony and that he hopes 'little red riding hood' looks for the big, bad wolf when he recovers from the moon change and you aren't as scared."

Peter mouths the name, Tony. He, he likes it. It suits the wolf. "Maybe I will go look for the big, bad wolf."

He just hopes Tony doesn't tackle him again next time they meet.