#a sky of honey

[frownyalfred]

not to make everything about a/b/o (again) but I was thinking about the typical Martha and Thomas death scenes, and the one in BVS would be so much sadder if you added the lens of a/b/o to it?

some thoughts:

Chill shot Thomas first not just because he got in front of them, but because shooting an omega/pup would send an alpha into a rage so violent Chill would never have survived intact

Shooting Thomas wouldn’t have kept him down fully, but wounding Martha (his omega) would have split his attention, badly

Bruce’s last scent of his father is the acrid smell of pain and alpha aggression

Martha died trying to touch Bruce and Thomas, covered in blood. Did she manage to brush her fingers against Bruce? If she scented him, she left her dying scent on him. Literally trailing death down Bruce’s cheek or neck.

Bruce’s pup instincts would encourage him to curl up close with them and hide until the threat was gone. And that’s how the cops found him — they thought he was dead too, covered in blood and the scent of death.

Alfred lost two pack bonds in one night. As pack beta, it must have nearly driven him insane. No pack alpha, no omega. Just a shivering pup and him.

[lionfloss]

Land of the Giants by Andy Mckay

[shima-draws]

PMD Sky where everything’s the same except Pip is live tweeting while she and Chimchar are stuck in the future. Somehow these tweets are crossing the boundaries of time and space to end up on the guild members’ feed and it’s just shit like this with no context

[aurore-vacances]

KURURIN MIRROR CHANGE !

CURE HONEY !!

[oojiro-a]

[sparklyeyedhimbo]

friendship

[stingrayextraordinaire]

Bath and Body Works Moodboards // Warm Milk and Honey

An aromatherapy blend of essential oils evokes the comfort of warm milk and honey for a good night's sleep.

(requested by @stars-and-car-rides)

[midzukishino]

Happy Valentine's Day!

[beaujensen]

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[honeycollectswhump]

Whumper's title

[masterlist]

It was the end of a lazy evening. Caretaker stretched as the credits of the last movie rolled. Whumpee was draped across her lap and had apparently fallen asleep somewhere during the movie. She wasn’t sure if he even witnessed the climax. Even asleep Whumpee had a soft smile on his lips; he seemed truly at peace. 

It hadn’t always been like that.

A year ago, serenity like this would have been unthinkable. Maybe he would have crawled into her lap if she ordered him to, but he wouldn’t have allowed himself to relax. He wouldn’t have been able to.

A year ago, he still called himself Pet or Mutt. He would beg for punishment, beg to be allowed necessities like sleep or food. But never for mercy because he’d thought he didn’t deserve it. 

A year ago, Whumpee didn’t even remember they lived together for years prior. 

But he did now, and that was all that mattered. God, how she had missed him and the time they spent together. Caretaker wanted to savor it all, savor every little moment she could spend with him.

With a smile playing on her lips, she brushed a stray piece of hair from his scarred face. She didn’t want to wake Whumpee up but she would have to. No matter how much she wanted it, they couldn’t spend the night like this. In the morning, his already aching back would trouble him even more. He was frankly too big for her couch, his feet already dangling over the side. With one hand she was playing with his soft curls, scratching the nape of his neck, and trying to grab the remote with the other – without success.

It had to be done. Caretaker softly whispered his name, tracing his jawline in an attempt to wake him up. He wouldn't budge.

“Whumpee”, the name came out as a soft chuckle. “Whumpee, you need to wake up.”

Again, nothing. 

This time she held him by his shoulders and started shaking him gently. Two bleary brown eyes stared up at her, blinking a couple of times. A sleepy groan escaped his lips as he struggled to sit upright. Somehow Caretaker doubted that Whumpee was truly awake.

She stood up and held her hand out to him. “Let’s get you to bed, big guy.”

Loosely, he took her hands and let himself be pulled up, almost immediately resting his head on top of hers. 

“Yes, Master”, he breathed into her hair. 

Caretaker could feel her blood running cold. She froze, waiting for any indication of what happened, any sign that Whumpee wasn’t feeling well. 

But he didn’t. He didn’t tense up or start shaking. He didn’t fall on his knees or stare at her in adoration and obedience or wait for her order. In fact, he didn’t seem to even realize what he’d said. Instead, he just nuzzled further into her locks, almost falling asleep on his feet. 

Slowly, she took a step backward, his hands still in hers, waiting to see if he’d follow. Whumpee shuffled along, although at a snail’s pace. Caretaker didn’t know whether to bring up what had happened but one look in his half-lidded eyes told her that any attempt at communication would just pass by him. Chances were he wouldn’t even remember how he got to bed in the morning. 

She took him upstairs where –at the sight of his own bed– he staggered forward and flopped down on his messy sheets. Caretaker followed him inside to tuck him in. While she was securing the blanket under his shoulders, Whumpee loosely grabbed one of her hands in his much bigger one and pressed it to his cheek. 

“G’night…”, he murmured into her hand. 

She couldn’t understand what he said after that and she wasn’t sure she wanted to know the answer.

This is very much inspired by this post by @whumpadventureprompts (i couldn't find how you want to be tagged when people use your prompts so i hope this is alright)

[frownyalfred]

omega bruce goes into heat ONE TIME while on a full moon and all of gotham won't shut the fuck up about the Batman being the most feral Alpha to ever exist

most people forget that robin was patrolling with batman that night and a surprise heat would obviously make an omega get super grouchy with their pup out of the nest and in dangerous territory

I love a/b/o fics that explore the gender bias in perceptions of the Bat. Not a single person sees the Bat being territorial and defensive of Robin as anything but alpha aggression?

Meanwhile Bruce has been in preheat for 12 hours and driving literally everyone insane. Hovering and growling but unwilling to admit that’s what he’s doing. Trying to patrol like normal even though he almost took off Jim Gordon’s arm when he gestured in Robin’s direction.

[happyheidi]

[seraphscar]

Winnie the pooh

[sincerely-sofie]

(Bonus meme below)

[barbiebiddie]

ITS THEM

[skybristle]

me. my homophobic brother in law. my son lettuce who has killed more lizards than me and is fed exclusively on devtooled neuron flies