FarFromSuga Introduction

FarFromSuga Introduction

Alyce | Est. 1997 | Bi 💖💜💙 | Professional Writer By Day, Fanfic Writer By Night

Caution: I am an adult. My work contains adult language, themes, and content. Please use discretion and DNI if underage in your country or if you believe the content will make you uncomfortable. Content warnings are posted prior to each work/chapter.

About Alyce  | BTS & SKZ (with occasional female idol works)

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Currently Open:

SKZ Reaction/Preference/MTL Requests (Send as an ask)

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BTS:

Main BTS Masterlist

Series Masterlists:

Sutures m.yg

Rebound m.yg

Dangerous p.jm

SKZ:

Main SKZ Masterlist

Series Masterlists:

Amadeus b.ch

Female Idols:

Main Female Idols Masterlist

Hey everyone, chapter four of Amadeus is written, but the release has been delayed by a vacation I took a few weeks ago (meaning work became busier after as well). And then this week, despite avoiding it for two years and being fully vaccinated + boosted, I got covid.

Once I am better and I get caught up at work, I will get chapter four out for you all. Sorry for the delay and stay safe everyone 💜

About Alyce #2

This time we'll do a writing related one.

Probably Sutures. I am really proud of that one and it remains one of my favorite stories I've written.

This is difficult to answer because my first thought was romance. However, ask me to write a regular contemporary romance and I will fail. I also gotta mix genres. But, the romance arc is formulaic and easy to insert into almost any story.

Whatever floats your boat. As long as they don't go too far, I don't have a problem with them.

From random things. Music is probably the most consistent inspiration for me. Amadeus was inspired by Wolfgang, Sutures was inspired by a random pop song I don't even remember, Dangerous was inspired by a meme/old Jimin live. Honestly, it kinda just pops up during moments where I'm really enjoying or focused on something.

Of course, it depends what you count as a block. I get mini blocks quite frequently. Large blocks tend to be project specific and probably happen once a year or so, but it truly depends. Honestly, the reason I started writing Amadeus is that I've been blocked on my novel for almost a year.

Hmm, I've had the best response when writing for Kpop. It also allows me to make up my own worlds more than other types of fic I've written. Essentially, I take a familiar face and personality and insert it into a novel of my own instead of having constraints of an existing world. (I know non-con fic exists but I have a hard time writing non-con when it takes place before or during the work).

I always shoot for 1500 words. Lately, though my chapters have been coming in at between 2000 and 3500 on average.

As mentioned earlier, I like mixing genres. Based on my work, romance, fantasy, and historical are my favorite genres.

I tend to write for one fandom at a time, but I have written for many fandoms. Now, I kinda write for both BTS and SKZ, but am focusing on SKZ.

Yes, you can see my introduction post to see what I am currently accepting requests for :)

Probably Dangerous and Sutures. Hence why they were the first two I decided to cross post.

I'm going to save us all a lot of time and say that I don't know and am not going to count. I've been writing fanfic and other works seriously for 13 years now so uh...

Both? Like it's definitely just a hobby, but it helps me improve my other writing. I tend to work on fanfic when I'm blocked because there is less pressure with fanfic (for me at least). So, while, yes, it is technically a hobby, it is helping me improve and have the energy and passion for my "thing".

Of course. I read much more than I write.

Read and learn from what you read. Also, do not let likes, follower counts, etc stop you from writing.

No, because I read fanfiction for years before I read a smut fanfiction.

Yes

Usually, I will abandon the ones I don't like. I do think I would do Dangerous very differently now and find certain aspects problematic (more so than I intended when I wrote it).

13 years

I plead the fifth

Eh, not really. I read a lot of AUs. The only thing that bothers me is if a member is a villain or the love interest does something like r*pe the OC. I stop reading at that point. Those people in my fics are always OCs because I am not going to put something like that on someone I'm supposed to be a fan of. (Also most of my idol characters don't kill people. Occasionally, but it's always as a hero for the most part. But I will read mafia fics, so for some reason that doesn't bother me as much unless it's like a completely innocent person).

Depends on the day, hour, minute, and second.

Always in my Kpop fics. Occasionally in others.

Yes.

Of course. It's not usually consciously, but there are parts of me in all my works.

I have too many. Many of them aren't on here anymore tbh, or I can't remember their user names. But I have my regulars I will go back to for BTS. For SKZ, I'm still finding them. Any recs?

Not sure what they mean by this. I am inspired by several other writers in different ways. I wouldn't say I have just one. Marissa Meyer is probably the one that informs my writing style and genre bending most.

Yep, AUs for most of my stories. I think Sutures and Birds of a Feather (not yet crossposted) are the only idolverse stories I have. I prefer AUs for fanfiction of real life figures because then it is obvious that it is NOT the person you are writing about.

A long one shot: Probably 8-12 hours spread over 1-3 weekends. A longer novel length fic? The shortest time it took me was about 6-7 months of almost solely focusing on that fic. More realistically its about 2 years.

Wanted: Skz Roleplay Partner

Requirements:

Over 18. I am 25, so I would prefer that you are over 21 as well, but that is not required

Roleplays will take place on Discord only

Have some role play experience (this is flexible)

Double rps preferred (or we make multiple channels for each of our individual rps). Regardless, each of us will get to play the OC at one point

Only idol/OC pairings as the main focus

Open to LGBT pairings (my initial rp will be m/f)

Comfortable with smut and can/will communicate boundaries

Semi-literate; preferably 1-2 paragraphs per response. However, this is flexible based on the flow of the rp at a given time

Understand that we both have lives outside of rp and that some days responses may not come or may not come for several hours

With that said, updating as regularly as possible

Please DM me if you are interested and I will provide my discord user name. Please confirm that you are over 18 years old in your DM by saying something to the affect of “I am over 18 years old” or “I am 23.”

Thanks!

Hey!! I finally started reading the Amadeus series and I remember seeing the teaser for it before. It sounded so interesting and I just finished chapter 3.

It's so good. The world building is so well done and the way you hinted at the musician's past is so cool. I can't wait to read what happened. There is so many things that I love about it. Your descriptions are so good and it's easy to imagine the scenes.

Thank you for the unique story idea :) You gained a fan

Thank you so much! This absolutely made my day! 🥰😭🥺

Amadeus | Chapter Two: The Elite Eight

Genre: Werewolf AU, slight Fantasy AU, Musician!Reader

Pairing: Bang Chan/Reader

Rating: M

Warnings: violence, gore, weapon usage, sacrifice, injury, chan being too selfless

Synopsis: Chan belongs to the Order of Amadeus who work to keep the kingdom safe from the lycanthropy plague spreading among the populace. You can only hunt so long before you become what you hunt.

Y/N is a violinist in a traveling music troupe-one of the few left in the kingdom. One morning when she is practicing in the woods, a man emerges from among the trees and changes her life forever.

Down a member, the Order of Amadeus continues their mission to end the lycanthropy plague, but their missing member remains in the back of their mind as they narrow in on the worst wolf of them all.

“We have a report out of a small village in the West,” Minho said, placing a small dot on the map spread out on the table. The cases of the lycanthropy plague had grown in the past ten years. At first, The Order of Amadeus was created to try and find a cure for the werewolves. From different herbal combinations to bloodletting to trying to prevent turning, nothing worked.

Unlike previous plagues which were predictable, lycanthropy affected everyone differently. Some were permanently turned, some turned every night, and others only when the moon was full. The Order never knew how to interpret this and it made curing it nearly impossible.

After two years, the First Minister’s son was bitten and disappeared. The Order immediately stopped work on a cure and instead focused on aggressive containment. A team was sent to find the First Minister’s son while another worked on rounding up as many wolves as possible. If they could keep control of the wolves who already existed, they could prevent creating more wolves.

“It seems to be a small pack of between three and five,” Minho said. “It’ll take us most of the day to get there.” He didn’t need to say more before the Order’s elite eight were packing up their things. Knives slid into sheaths, leather guards stretched over limbs, and bullets clicked into the chamber of guns.

Minho was in charge of tracking known packs and new reports. They were prioritized based on the known threat level. Some packs existed deep in the forest and thus were not a priority. However, others liked to make their ways into villages like this one. Small villages were the most vulnerable to a large outbreak.

Chan fastened on his leather guards, noticing how cracked and stretched they had become. He’d been with the Order the longest of the elite eight. He’d signed up when he was just a teenager after seeing his sister get dragged off by a wolf and never come back. Chan always worried–and secretly hoped–he’d come across her eyes one day.

The village was near the border of the kingdom where forest claimed most of the land. Many of the villages in the area were plagued with wolf activity. Chan was certain they had even been to this village before. He recognized the brick belltower as they entered around twilight.

Villagers, of course, armed themselves, but it was rare that someone outside of the Order killed a wolf. Chan scanned over the waried faces of the villagers. Mother’s eyes begged them to protect their children. He looked away and continued forward to the inn where they booked up the remaining rooms and prepared for the night’s hunt.

Laying out their supplies across the small cots, the team worked together wordlessly. They’d done this countless times at inns around the kingdom. Nets, knives, guns, and traps were among their supplies. While the Order of Amadeus plans to capture wolves and keep them alive whenever possible, most of the time, the uncontrollable and wild nature of the wolves made it difficult.

Night fell and the elite eight of the Order of Amadeus gathered. Tying masks over their nose and mouths to quiet their breathing, they glided into the forest. Walking a few feet apart, they spread out among the trees and waited for one of the signs of wolves.

Chan instinctively glanced around at his team. While no one had ever been appointed the leader, he had naturally taken on the role. Everyone knew this was a dangerous job, but he would never let anything happen to them. After losing his only sibling, they had become his brothers.

The signal came. A deep growl came from deep in the forest, but not too far away. Chan’s muscles tightened as he held his hand inches away from his belt where his weapons were fastened. Everyone stood in similar tense positions and waited to hear the wolf’s next move. They tended to stalk and move slowly.

“Backs to the trees,” he said, breaking the silence for only a few minutes. Chan followed his own order and pressed his back into the bark of the tree as his eyes worked to try and spot the wolf in the dark. The last thing they needed was the wolf sneaking up on any of them. In this position, they stood a chance.

Another growl. Closer.

The wolves were intelligent and often retained memories as their wolf selves if they turned at all. However, their human part was nearly completely repressed when they were a wolf. Though, Chan often questioned the assumptions because wolves they came across more than once seemed to recognize them. Something he did know was that the human forms of wolves did talk about the Order.

Rustling sounded and the wolf emerged from the underbrush. It was gray, scraggly, and skinny. Its eyes scanned the men among the trees, a snarl curling its lips. Obviously, this wolf was not part of a pack. It was either newly turned or outcasted.

Chan’s eyes also scanned down his fellow Order members. Everyone stood at the ready, but the wolf could go for any one of them. It was inevitable that the wolf would eventually attack. All of them had been on the receiving end before, but Chan always worried that one would eventually manage to catch someone off guard.

The wolf sprung towards Hyunjin. He quickly deflected using his arm and the thick leather encircling his forearm and bicep. Using the wolf’s momentum against it, Hyunjin was able to dive out of the way and the wolf landed facing off-angle of the tree where it aimed originally.

Quickly, Hyunjin’s lithe form made it to the next tree over where Jisung stood and drew the gun. All eight pairs of eyes focused on the gray form as it raised and turned to face the men of the Order. Its yellow eyes stood still as the creature panted. Even the air halted, the familiar wind in the trees dying out.

A howl erupted from the wolf as it raised its head to the sky. A chorus of howls responded and Chan met Minho’s eyes. This wasn’t a lone wolf.

Everyone seemed to move in unison.

Changbin and Felix kept watch on the present wolf. Jisung, Hyunjin, and Minho all prepared their weapons and tightened their leather straps. Jeongin and Seungmin turned their backs against one another to watch for the approaching pack. Chan watched each group, helping out where he could. Eventually, he too watched the forest.

The wolf paced.

The wolf paced.

The wolf paced.

A wolf with beige-gray fur sprung from the trees and the three prepared members jumped into action. Keeping the first wolf at bay, Chan knew there would be more. Seungmin and Jeongin’s bodies stiffened and their eyes tried to catch the slightest movement, the glint of yellow eyes, or the crunch of leaves beneath paws.

No warning came before three more wolves leaped out at once. Chan took out his knife to keep the wolf snarling at him from jumping. He held it a few feet in front of his neck–usually a wolf’s target–so that if they pounced, the knife would dig deep into its throat instead. Most wolves were smart enough to realize this and would either seek an easier target, or snarl and circle him until they trapped the wolf.

A scream sounded and Chan turned, his knife still held out, and saw a wolf on top of Jeongin. His guard kept the wolf’s teeth from sinking into his skin and the man’s strength was the only thing preventing his demise. Chan knew strength would eventually give out and he sprung towards his friend and fellow Order member.

He was the leader. He sacrifices. He takes risks.

Chan threw his body weight against the wolf. The wolf responded by digging his claws into his armor sending himself and the creature into a struggle. He heard Jeongin trying to yell and distract the wolf, he felt the weight of his knife leave his hand.

The wolf’s teeth aimed for his neck, but he brought his forearm up. The creature’s mouth wrapped around his leather guard. This had happened many times before. The thick leather protected him long enough to earn the upper hand. But, Chan’s guards were worn and cracked. The brown leather became thin.

Chan cried out in a way the Elite Eight of the Order of Amadeus had never heard before. Minho quickly came up behind the wolf and killed it with a swift slice across the beast’s throat. Blood spattered on Chan’s face and across the leather protecting his chest. Though, no one paid attention to the wolf’s blood, but rather the human blood dripping from Chan’s arm.

“You know you might not have been infected,” Jeongin said, his eyes looking at Chan like a village child about to burst into tears.

“You know we have to assume I am,” he said. “I can’t go back to the village until we know for sure. I’ll make a camp and you guys head back to headquarters.”

“We’re not leaving you, Chan.”

The rest of the Elite Eight nodded their heads. Chan had been there for all of them, he had practically raised Jeongin who’d come to them when he was still a schoolboy. Their eyes did frequently wander down to the bandage that Chan’s wound was already bleeding through.

The group stopped since it was the early hours of the morning. They were about a mile outside of the village now. They shouldn’t risk getting much closer in case Chan did turn. Minho turned back toward the group.

“Let’s get some rest,” he said. “We’ll wait a day and think about how to proceed.”

It was just before dawn.

Chan had not slept, but could hear the slow and steady breathing of his friends–his brothers. He could not let them make any tough decisions or put them at risk in case he did lose himself. Truthfully, he was scared, he hunted wolves for most of his life, and now he may become one.

Would he lose all his memories? Would he lose his free will? What if he turned and never turned back? Too many thoughts raced through his head as he grabbed his pack and reached into Hyunjin’s and took the rest of the bandages. Placing them in with the rest of his few belongings, he walked in the direction of the woods.

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