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soaps-mohawk · 3 months

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The amount of power you hold by making this series is INSANE LIKE I HAVE SO MANY QUESTION AND THEORIES

Like the institute, was it a bad experience? A good one? A mix? Does Omega! Reader have any specific memories that don't seem to leave? Maybe the omega's who had behavioral issues were punished but no one spoke of the punishments? I HAVE SO MANH THOUGHTS

That's what I love about reading fic series is that the readers talk to the writers and I feel like yall just sit and laugh like 'these guys have no idea how much pain I'm about to cause them' LMFAO like your the person behind the slaughter

No but really y'all have no idea what's coming. Even here very soon...y'all have no idea lmaooo

(please don't hate me I promise it has a happy ending 😬)

Institutes are not good places. I'll just clear that up right now, even though that's going to be kind of brought up here in a couple chapters. They are not good places and they never really have been. They were started in the late 19th century as a place to send omegas that had behavioral issues, health issues, all sorts of issues or perhaps were unwanted by families that couldn't support them or didn't want to have to deal with the work that goes into omegas. So think like mental institutions. They were run by "doctors and professionals" that "understood omegas" and could cure/fix/care for them.

Of course as the years went on people started to realize maybe not everything that goes on in them is so good and after some investigations and such there was a huge reform on institutes and they became more like they are in the present day in the fic. Actual institutes that "care for omegas and prepare them for pack life." Originally omegas didn't leave institutes after they were handed over, but then people realized there was money in institutes so naturally, they started dumping money into them to train omegas and then pretty much sell them off. Not directly like selling humans, but most institutes require application payments and then there's fees for all sorts of things like testing, files, anything they can legally charge for, they will.

Obviously we're beginning to realize a bit at this point that not everything the reader learned at the institute is...right. What omegas are taught and how they're taught varies institute to institute, usually based on the types of alphas that are seeking omegas from the institute. So institutes that have higher standing, more funding, tend to teach more subservience and obedience because that's where you have the rich alphas and the politicians and government looking at omegas. Lower level institutes might teach more how to serve and keep a pack since they might have the upper middle class, future family pack omegas. The lowest level institutes might also teach subservience and obedience less in an "I have an appearance to uphold" type of way and more of a "these are not good alphas picking up these omeags and we know that" type of way.

So, the reader didn't have a good experience because there is no real good experience at an institute. They're very strict, controlling, almost abusive in some instances (kneeling for two hours anyone?) Not every omega gets sent to an institute either. Some omegas live with their families until they're old enough to start seeking an alpha themselves. I think I did touch on that briefly in a chapter somewhere.

There's so much I could talk about on institutes omg. This is probably way more than you expected 😅 I just love this stuff so much.

#i'm having so much fun world building in this fic if you couldn't tell #answered #crcb lore

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starsomens · 1 month

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just thinking of noah reassuring you how beautiful you are while you are all big towards the end of your pregnancy, not feeling cute at all anymore 🥺

GIRL YESSSS

He knows you’ll acknowledge what he says but he still catches you poking at your belly, pouting, and just taking deep breath and look defeated

You were definitely on the bigger side of pregnancy and you had a lot of thought in your head of how you looked now and how you would look after and it scared you

Now your strong loving husband make sure he’s there to reassure his GORGEOUS WIFE JUST WHO TF SHE IS

He does mirror pep talks

Lots kisses for ur bump

Bump masks and lotions and butters

He readies baths for you to soak in

SCHEDULES A MATERNITY SHOOT AND MAKES SURE YOU GET THE ULTIMATE ATTENTION AND PCKAGE

“But baby you’re just so….perfect! You’re GROWING a whole human inside if you, you’re growing organs, and limbs and stuff! Come on that’s awesome”

“….well yea I mean….”

“Not only is it awesome it’s beautiful and natural and I….am so in love with you. I always have been but seeing you with MY BABY??? Nothing better!”

SO MANH KISSEE

he cradles your belly when you look at yourself in the mirror Ans smiles

Or even when he kisses your bump he cuddles against it because he knows you’re perfect. Your w fertile goddess!

#bad omens #noah sebastian #bad omens cult #star’s anons✨#noahsebastian #badomens #bad omens band #noah sebastian x reader

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happyk44 · 8 months

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Percy rarely goes to museums with Annabeth. For one, hearing her talking so passionately about things he doesn't understand (or care about) makes him horny. Two, he gets easily bored on museum tours and wanders away frequently, which irritates her. And three, as much as Annabeth loves explaining things to people and appreciates that Percy likes when she infodumps on him, she's always disappointed that he can't give back much, if anything at all.

He tries to engage and ask questions, and she'll specifically try to word her information in ways that make coming up with questions easy, but it's hard for the both of them, and sometimes it's not worth it, and despite both their best efforts, they can get frequently annoyed with each other on these trips, because Annabeth wants to take in everything at sometimes near glacial speeds just so she can hit every detail of what is offered, and Percy just wants to move from exhibit to exhibit at a steady, consistent pace, then get a hot dog from the cart outside.

Luckily Nico loves history, and arts. His passions don't always line up with Annabeth's and vice versa, but having dozens of conversations with various ghosts under his belt, he can match her energy really well. And she's always able to engage him, because even with shit she doesn't find particularly interesting, she still likes to learn.

So it doesn't come as much of a shock when Annabeth starts calling out that she's heading to opening of a new exhibit an art or history museum with Nico. Or that he's gonna take her to see some recent archaeological finds, or on a casual tour of some random country/city/town/village to scope out the architecture.

When this started while Annabeth was still living at camp, people used to laugh that Nico was her secret boyfriend. It was so funny because Annabeth and Percy are meant to be, written in the stars, and Nico is gay. But it was almost true.

She'd call their outings dates sometimes, and despite spending the whole day together they'd still spend hours talking in the grass afterwards, and she'd perk up just as excited to see him as she was to see Percy or Grover. Always ready to tell him about something new, or the answer to something they were both wondering about. If she saw him walking by, she'd call out to him - pausing in conversation to run up and say hi.

Which is why Percy isn't all that surprised when he comes home to their tiny studio apartment a few days after moving in to find Nico splayed out on the floor in front of the bed idly talking with Annabeth as a documentary on the civil war plays from a large monitor Annabeth took from camp and attached to her laptop, because they do not have the space for a TV.

It's a few months in when Nico shows up one afternoon with tickets to an art gallery in Spain. Annabeth isn't around, but Percy is and he grins widely when Nico tells him why he's there.

"You know if you weren't gay, Nico, I'd be worried you were trying to steal my girlfriend."

Nico fidgets rapidly in place. His thumbs tucks and untucks around the tickets in his hand. Then, he huffs, "Maybe I am."

And isn't that a thought.

Percy scratches the back of his head and throws on the kettle. Coffee tastes disgusting, no matter the amount of sugar and milk he throws in, but he won't deny the caffeine gives him that sweet clarity he's begun to get far too used to each morning. How Nico manages to take it straight black and oh so bitter is a mystery.

"Well, she is my girlfriend, so don't be surprised if she says no," he laughs, back to Nico as he pours a generous amount of ground beans into a cat mug, then a moderate amount into a mug from a pottery session with Estelle. They swapped cups afterwards so she got his "how manh different blue glazes can I fit on this" mug and he got her "so many rainbows and unicorns and they're all handdrawn and awful" mug.

It's one of his favourite things in the whole world.

"Who says she'd say no," Nico fires back when Percy hands him his cup of bitter darkness.

Percy adds far too many Splenda packets for one mediocre cup of coffee and considers that, leaning against the counter while the heat from his mug warms up his hands.

He takes a slow drink then answers, "Then I guess I'd want to see what all the hype is about."

They don't do museums. Percy takes Nico to some skateparks first. Nico is shit at balancing, but he tries anyway, and asks Percy about the different moves other skaters are doing. He doesn't talk much though, which Percy appreciates. He doesn't mind talking about what he likes, but there's also just a serenity in being able to observe, which Annabeth isn't the most akin to. She likes to learn, wants to know things, is almost militaristic in her need to acquire more and more information.

Percy just wants to be. Exist in tandem with the flow of the world.

They go to aquariums and zoos. At the aquariums Nico makes small comments here and there, and asks little questions like "Are they talking to you? How do they feel about living in an aquarium? Wouldn't it be bad to have sharks and small fish in the same tank?" Percy answers where he can. He likes telling Nico about all the things the different animals say about the people passing through. Nico laughs and groans and rolls his eyes at every fishy comment.

Zoos are more observatory, with Nico taking the lead for information. He mentions offhanded the better conditions of the animals than when he was young. Eyesight sharp, he points out the ones Percy can't spot, laughs when Percy recoils from creepy crawlers. Spiders are one thing. Giant roaches are a complete other thing. But Nico coos like they're kittens and jumps at the chance to touch and hold when it's offered.

He's much more tactile than Percy thought. Barely flinches when someone taps his shoulder to squeeze by. When the kids at the park help him readjust his passing or pull him up from a fall.

Doesn't shy away when Percy lets his hands drift to wrap around his. Just breathes a little shakier, but holds on.

They walk through cemeteries, and have picnics beside graves so old no one visits them anymore. Annabeth comes and wants to know everything about the person they're using as a backdrop. Nico indulges her without hesitation, and the sound of their voices flow into gentle background noise in Percy's ears. He talks when it strikes him. And when finally exhausted of her need to know things, she lays beside him, head on his chest. The ghost will shimmer out of view and Nico will tuck his knees to his chest, and smile down at them.

Sometimes Percy wants to pull him into the middle of them and keep him there.

Sometimes Annabeth wants to do the same.

Sometimes Nico wishes they would.

They're not incomplete without him. They love each other to end of the world and beyond, through treacherous walks in hell, through staring down gods and titans. Percy knows all her secret fears. Annabeth knows all his deepest loathings. They have date night dinners at cheap fast food restaurants because neither can tell the difference between a five dollar plate of pasta and a thirty dollar plate of pasta. They still get dressed up because it's fun to look fancy at a place that isn't, and because it's date night and they supposed to look nice on date night. They go to movies and make stupid jokes in the back of the theatre. He listens to her verbalize every thought she had on the film, all her meta and theories and grievances, and he easily gives back as good as he can because, hey, this isn't a boring museum where he has to look at a statue and pretend to have feelings about it.

But there's something about Nico that makes the world feel bigger. He's not a missing piece, and he's not a frame holding their picture together. He is not a need, not a requirement.

He's a visceral want, a desire, an enhancement.

No, the painting of horses above their front door wasn't necessary, but doesn't it make their apartment look better? Add a smile when it's seen? Feel right to have in that spot?

Doesn't it make their tiny studio feel like home?

"You should stay," Annabeth whispers one night. Percy's half asleep, vaguely aware that the movie he was dozing through had come to an end, credits rolling with peppy music echoing through Annabeth's speakers.

Nico is sat on the edge of the bed, never too close, not when the world is private between them. He lets Percy hold his hand in crowds, lets Annabeth loop their arms together. But when the world goes quiet and everybody else drifts off, he shifts away. Always so subtle. Releasing Percy's hand to pick up something or sort through his bag. Removing his arm to point at a picture. Shuffling out from under arms thrown over his shoulder to find a bathroom. Or get something to eat.

And he sits on the edge. Like there's a boundary wall keeping him out.

There isn't.

They would never put one up for him.

He doesn't answer as he slides to a stand.

"Spend the night," Annabeth insists, a little louder. She reaches for him, loose and weak. Not wanting to push. But wanting him anyway. Hopeful.

Nico turns and rubs the back of his neck. "I don't-"

"You don't have to cuddle," Percy murmurs. "Just." He leans over Annabeth's stomach and smoothly pats down the open spot beside her. "Sleep with us."

Nico fiddles with his hands. Then tilts his face away. The thin sliver of moonlight through the broken blind illuminates his him sweetly. Reflects the soft line of his jaw, and the nerves in his eyes.

"We're toeing the line," he says at last. The acknowledgement of their situation hangs heavy in the air. They've never talked about it before. "And I've been fine with that, but if I stay, then..."

What does it mean when the seventeen year old you've been going on faux dates with spends the night in your bed? If he leaves, he's just a friend. If he stays...

"What if we want the line to break?" Annabeth says and Percy hums an echo of an agreement. Black eyes go wide as Nico turns to face the two. "The line doesn't matter to me." Percy hums in agreement again. She reaches out for him, and so does Percy. "So just stay."

They still don't talk about it after Nico slowly slinks into their bed that night. They keep their distance at first but each night he stays, they creep closer and closer to him until one morning they finally wake up tangled against one another like human oragami.

But, no, there aren't any labels. There aren't any talks about what it all means, or who they are to each other. No talks about introductions, or secrecy.

There's no real need. They carry on as normal. And the changes that do happen, the shifts in dynamic, are too small to worry about. Nico's clothes finds space next to theirs. Percy fills the cat mug up with bitter darkness every morning that Nico awakes by his side. Annabeth drags him to museums and lectures. Percy laughs whenever he falls down at the park. They struggle to read aloud plaques about animal facts. Nico summons ghosts at cemetery picnics and sits tucked in between them, like the space there was made for him.

And when Annabeth kisses his cheek, just on the edge of his mouth, there's no shock or disturbed jealousy. Instead the image twists something pretty in the pit of Percy's stomach, and goes hotter the next time Nico returns her affections, this time clean on the lips. When Percy wraps his arms around Nico's waist and nibbles sleepily at his throat, Annabeth smiles gently and makes silly jokes about whether Percy wants a real breakfast, or if Nico's throat will be enough.

It reminds her of them in the early days of cohabitation, when Percy would slide up, sleepy, into her back, and nuzzle at her cheeks and neck and shoulders, and she'd flip pancakes, telling him food would be ready soon, that he didn't have to resort to cannibalism.

It's strangely comforting to see her life reflected on someone else. Maybe it's just because it's Nico. Nico who doesn't look at other girls like he looks at her, and Percy, and other pretty boys. Nico who corrects her and doesn't back down when she gets indignant because she hates being corrected. Nico who massages her ankle when it aches since it never healed quite right, and gentle nudges her bones and joints in proper place each time.

Nico who holds Percy back when he walks up clawing at the air from nightmares that still plague him, although they come by less and less. Nico who makes over-sugared coffee for him even though he thinks it's disgusting and an affront to the very nature of coffee. Nico who battles hard and meets Percy head on in every spar, no hold backs needed on either side.

Nico who slips into their bed more and more each night. Nico who lets them hold him when he cries. Nico who takes them to his family's grave so he can mourn his mother, his sister, and all the others he can just barely remember. Nico who doesn't hide from their curiosities. Nico who lets them rub ointments into old scars and bully him into resting when he's clearly tired but too stubborn to lay down.

Nico who they love, deeper than the ocean, and as unyielding as the strings on a loom.

They don't know what it really is between them - intense platonic polyamory, an interconnected romantic triad, a split romantic triad, a friends with benefits thing, an exclusive arrangement? Who know, who cares?

It's theirs - museum dates, and skatepark fails, and ghostly picnics, and stupid jokes in the dark of a theatre, and tangled mornings, and all.

#happy talks pjo #percicobeth #percico #what was rhe annabethnico tag??#nicobeth #i think??#anyway #my writing #my fanfic #this was initially just gonna be a short thing about nico and annabeth hanging out but ofc i made it into Percicobeth bc i am a sucker #percabeth

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tarotwithdanise · 2 years

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Your future spouse fashion style.

꒰⠀from left to right ; intuitively choose the pile your mind, heart and soul desire for. if you are having trouble choosing the right pile for you, here’s some tips you can do ; (1) take a deep breath (2) close your eyes (3) ask guidance from your guides (4) finally open your eyes and you can choose the right pile for you by the guidance you ask from your guides. if you are still having trouble by choosing the right pile for you let me know because i am willing to help and guide you.

remember that this reading was based on the energy of what kind of clothing they mostly wear often.

Pile one

This is someone who doesn't care much about their appearance; they don't spend a lot of money and time to dress glamorously. But they do preferred fitted shirts, pants or jeans. Their style is simple and cheap; there is nothing amazing here. I also see here that they like plain colors of skirts or shorts. I see them wearing casual more often like a relaxing and cleanliness style. For masculine, they like to wear pants and boots. While for feminine, they like to wear sneakers and sandals. If they may wear jewelry or accessories, there is only a few of them - for example, a watch, a necklace with a simple design, or a pair of earrings. Simplicity is elegant with this person; it's awe-inspiring! I mean, even they have tons of money they choose to be frugal; they focus more on their own needs than their wants. It doesn't matter, but they might live somewhere in Hawaii or Asia's countries. This person may also wear glasses; I see that they have blurred vision. For the rest of this stack, I'm getting a very weird clothing styles - offbeat, unusual, or freakish. They like something unique, something noticeable; they want attention from others; or they could working as clothing models.

extra messages 🌱

campus, 515, nudes, glasses, lowkey, blurry, anxiety, doctor, letting go, foreigner, well mannered and travel, unique, weirdo, gym, cute, late night walks and conversations, studying together, kind, funny, japanese, office, garden that full of flowers, crush, private and mysterious.

Pile two

Here are the vibes of the CEO in style. Someone who smells and looks rich. Your first impression of this person is that they are financially wealthy because of the way they dress; it doesn't matter if they are not rich though. They like to pamper themselves, unlike the first pile. This person likes to show off what they have worked hard for. They like a good smell and a luxury perfume brand; they also prefer to wear only a few accessories or jewelry. With women, I have found that they like ponytails; they can also have 3-5 ear holes (three on the right and two on the left or vice versa). I seeing them wearing manh luxury brands here such as Balenciaga, Gucci and Louis Vuitton. Women may want to wear a long skirt or navy pants that can match the outfit. This person is a workaholic; they tend to work overtime on their job. They want the task to be completed as quickly as possible and they can also be perfectionists.

extra messages 🌱

small and tall couple, popular, slippers, tried, luxury, matured, strong capricorn, good looking, medium - tall, giggles, adopted, blue eyes, rain, kissing on the kitchen counter, family picture, city, and 77.

Pile three

Oh, this person is old fashioned or into vintage. I thought it was great because nowadays people tend to be interested in trends of fashion. Do you know how people from the 40s, 90s, 80s or 70s eras is getting dressed? that how they most likely to dress themselves. For some of them, they might wear jeans with modest tops.. They may also want to buy used clothes mostly pre-loved. This is someone who wants to recycle clothes to make them look brand new. This person is very talented; they have moles on their hands (or it could be you) and they might like to paint and draw. They also like to watch Ghibli films. They usually enjoy classical and jazz music.

extra messages 🌱

sewing, grow old with you, earth and air signs on their chart, 555, grandma core, raspy or deep voice, nice hair, serious, not easy to please, beautiful hands, farm, dark, short hair, likes to plant, hate drama, aquarius, left handed person, big eyes and moles

Pile four

Oh, this person is hella hot; they give me bad character vibes outfit yet it looks dark and fierce. They're into trends, especially street fashion. They wear a wide variety of loose clothing for their t-shirts and hoodies pairing them with pants or shorts. For few, I'm getting the Korean street fashion style—for women, they may wear an eye-catching blazers, big sunglasses, sneakers, a stylish hat collection, crop tops, and high-waisted mini skirts. For men, leather jackets over a simple color t-shirt, sneakers, ripped jeans and partnered them with a beanie or cap or for very few hoodies over denim jackets.

extra messages 🌱

artist, old, h, r, p, f, y, shopping malls, meeting in a concert, kitchen, mentally and spiritually strong, experienced of being poor, romance songs, dye and highlights hair, love letter and cold aura.

Pile five

This person is into dark academic fashion. For men, I'm getting like a nerd one—they might wear thick-rimmed glasses, neutral colors of blazers with simple cardigans and trousers, and turtleneck sweaters. For women, they wear Mary Jane shoes with socks worn, a plaid skirt, a blouse, a vintage watch, and I'm also seeing short heels and a flat dress. For the rest of this pile, they like to dress themselves with the fashion of light academia.

extra messages 🌱

potterheads, libra, tea, travel, books, greeks and gothic , poetry, academic vibe, cold weather, well-built, tall, serious, "you know nothing about me", worried, play instruments especially guitar, violin and piano, 636 angel number, ideal type, curly hair, brown hair and eyes.

Pile six

The pile number one and five may have some messages for you, read them if you are attracted to them. There is nothing fashion-style here I can called, but they do like to wear big t-shirts; they always wear those. They might even have a bunch of them. I'm getting someone who likes to wear white t-shirts, like they have a sulk of them or they buy a lot of them and they wear them every day with whatever occasion it is, while for special events they might wear a polo or long-sleeve polo shirt. For women, they like to wear long skirts.

extra messages 🌱

necklace, psychology, red car, water signs, small, "you make my day way more better" , chapped and dry lips, kisses on neck, cufflinks, goofy, kind, weird smile, helpful, tall, dark hair colors, abundance, transformation, long eye lashes, friendly, 25-30, "what?!" , pranks and long texts.

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